:22:01
- Come on, boy. Where's Lenore?
- l don't know. l mislaid her.
:22:04
You mislaid her?
:22:07
What is she, a button, a handkerchief that
can be dropped or sent to the laundry?
:22:12
You dunderhead, where is she?
:22:13
When we stopped at the city gates,
she was out and away...
:22:16
before l could catch her.
:22:18
Say, did she leave any message?
:22:22
She just left.
:22:24
l'm sorry, Andre. l let you down again.
:22:31
The oceans are full of fish
and the heavens with stars.
:22:34
To contemplate one woman
to the exclusion of others...
:22:36
may be for some men, but not for me.
:22:39
Come on, boy. To Gavrillac!
:22:52
lt's coming, Andre, and no one can stop it.
:22:55
The apple cart the tyrants are riding
will be overturned.
:22:57
l tell you, it can't be much longer.
:23:01
Longer?
:23:03
l think it's already happened.
:23:19
Happy the rascal traveling life's byway...
:23:22
to whom the gods say,
"Here's an easy switch
:23:24
"You may have lost Diana on the highway
:23:26
"But, look, there is Aphrodite in a ditch"
:23:31
- Molière?
- Moreau.
:23:34
Andre Moreau at your service.
:23:38
You make up poetry, Andre Moreau.
:23:41
A carriage maker would be more apropos.
:23:44
l suppose you don't know
how to mend a broken wheel?
:23:51
Unfortunately, no.
:23:53
- A broken heart, now...
- Thank you. My heart is quite intact.
:23:56
l envy you.
Mine is in chains from this moment.