Rois et reine

I need to talk to you in private.
That'll be tough.
That way.
I've come here to apologize.
I've hardly called you,
I've never written,
I haven't been to see you once
in hospital.

I don't want an apology.
I don't regret anything, you know.
If I've hurt you, I'm sorry.
That's the best I can do.

My love...
Do I scare you?
Why would you?
I must scare you.
You're young and beautiful.

So? Is that a crime?
Let me get down on my knees!
You're trembling.
Because I'm about to open up
my heart to you.

I was wild before I met you!
You can call my analyst for the details.
You'll do it after we marry.
She'll confirm that I'm mad.
Sorry, but I can't remember her number.
I'm tired, Ismaël.
And I haven't even brought you
a present.

Take my watch.
- I don't want it!
- It's a good one!

And you need it.
You see, there are moments
when I feel incredibly self-confident.

But, mostly,
I know I'm just
a worn-out old bull.

Ismaël, shut up.
I want you to share my life.
Maybe I'll ask them to go, then.