:51:00
But how do you manage?
:51:02
Don't tell me
you paint in the barracks!
:51:04
No one paints in barracks!
:51:07
I have a room in town.
It's my studio.
:51:11
Every night I go AWOL,
and I go home and paint.
:51:16
Next week I go to Paris.
And in 6 months: a show!
:51:20
- If you're released.
- That's not funny!
:51:22
There's trouble everywhere, like in
'39. That's how it started in '39.
:51:27
I saw you this morning
doing your clown act.
:51:30
We were on maneuvers.
Think I enjoy it?
:51:34
Cut it out!
:51:35
Next week I'm a civilian. Freedom!
:51:38
Monday. Right, Yvonne?
:51:42
It's sad to see everyone leave.
:51:45
Why everyone?
:51:48
No special reason.
:51:50
It reminds me of my past.
:51:53
It's none of your business,
of course.
:51:56
You'll break that chair.
:51:58
A past love, I suppose?
:52:00
What else?
:52:04
It was...
:52:07
a secret passion.
:52:10
I never told anyone.
:52:12
No one ever found out.
:52:15
Not even my daughters.
:52:16
Your daughters!
I've heard so much about them.
:52:19
- I'd like to meet them.
- Hush up!
:52:22
And this passion went sour,
if I get your meaning.
:52:27
My fiancé had a name
that was grating to the ear,
:52:32
An irritating name
that was more than I could bear.
:52:36
So I went and left him
without a word, without a sign.
:52:40
It's been 10 years now
That his path diverged from mine.
:52:45
I had told him
one night so tenderly
:52:49
That we were soon to be
no longer two but three.
:52:53
It's a woman's greatest claim,
It fills a man with pride.
:52:57
Booboo, the poor dear,
would soon be by my side.