Un coeur en hiver
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:20:00
Airport novel, masterpiece,
cookery book...

:20:04
...always the same vocabulary,
a deluge

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- You find it obscene?
- No, as written it's often beautiful

:20:21
Yes, Maxime, we're ready;
be right down

:20:31
What are you doing?
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- No good, is it?
- It's fine. Hurry, Maxime's waiting

:20:37
Let him wait
:20:39
I'm not ready. Half-an-hour
looking for that score

:20:44
I didn't ask you to
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But you let me hunt, then said
Christophe took it

:20:50
Stop it... we have to go
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Well, I'm not going!
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That's ridiculous
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You'll be with Maxime,
you don't need me

:21:02
I hate playing chaperone
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All right, don't go
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Do you realize what you're
doing to me?

:21:12
I put myself out so that you
can play at your best...

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...and you don't give a damn
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Forgive me
:21:29
No, Vincent, knives to the right,
not left

:21:37
Are you sleeping here tonight?
:21:47
Nasty... really?
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I remember the exact words
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"Your bow scratches like a pummice-
stone rubbed on a parquet floor"

:21:57
If I said that, it's what I thought
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- You were that cruel?
- Aren't you ashamed?


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