:53:02
One night...
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riding through the Bois
de Boulogne at full speed...
:53:06
she threw herself off.
:53:09
She wasn't hurt,
but she could have di...
:53:14
She explained it to me later.
:53:17
She'd suddenly
doubted my love and thought...
:53:20
"lf he doesn't look at me before
the next traffic lights...
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"he doesn't love me,
and I'll jump off."
:53:27
She had faith--
you know, religious.
:53:30
She believed in eternity.
:53:33
She worshipped me.
:53:36
Her parents had her very late.
:53:39
She was a mystical child,
probably because of her father.
:53:44
-Was her father a mystic?
-No, her father was dead.
:53:48
She made a cult of him.
:53:52
I only loved girls
whose fathers were dead.
:53:57
My father isn't dead.
:53:59
I'm glad.
You're the first, then.
:54:03
At the start of every affair...
:54:06
I have the same nightmare.
:54:08
I see a graveyard...
:54:10
where all those orphans' fathers
are buried.
:54:12
And they speak from beyond
the grave, like in old movies.
:54:17
They say to me...
:54:18
"You don't know how to love
my daughter, and you never will!
:54:23
"You don't know how to
make love to her with feeling...
:54:26
"and to make her happy."
:54:28
But they also say...
:54:30
"Come and tell me about her
from time to time---
:54:32
"tell me how she's doing."