She'd call.
And what else?
I don't know...
Ask him for his photo.
See. You can do it.
Without phones or photos,
how can she remember him?
With her memory.
How does it end?
He never comes back.
I knew it...
And she goes on hoping.
What do you think of her?
She's patient.
I think she's wonderful.
Don't you?
You say it
but you don't really mean it.
People can't wait
that long nowadays.
- What do I write?
- Nothing. Why write it down?
Think about it.
If Eugénie Grandet had a phone,
what would have happened?
Is that my homework for next week?
That's right.
For next week.

Goodbye, sir.
Goodbye, son.