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[Salon pianist plays]
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[Crowd murmurs]
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[Piano]
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[Glassware tinkles]
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[Piano]
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[Glassware tinkles]
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[Piano]
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[Glass thuds on table]
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Thank you, sir.
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Come on, drink up.
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[Soft piano, fading]
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How is it?
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Do you like it?
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Yes.
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Look how beautiful this place is,
Catherine.
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There's no other place like it in Paris.
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Look at the couples here.
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Not the ones behind you;
they are ugly and dull.
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I love it here.
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Catherine, give me a smile, or I will
think you're bored and you want me.
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How's that.
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One day, 100 years ago, on a train trip:
Tristan Bernard.
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You know Tristan Bernard?
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Huge name in theater.
Amazing writer.
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A fellow traveler spotted
Tristan Bernard leaving
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a lady's first class train cabin.
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The traveler scolded Tristan Bernard
for smoking in a no smoking area.
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"You could have at least
asked this lady's permission!"
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Tristan remained silent and
continued to smoke his pipe.
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The fellow traveler was furious.
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Threatened to notify the station master,
at the next stop.
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Tristan Bernard remained
absolutely silent.
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The train arrived at the station.
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The traveler alerts the station master.
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Lists Tristan Bernard's
offensive behavior:
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no smoking area; never asked permission;
sums it all up.
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Tristan Bernard turned
to the station master:
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"Why don't you ask this lady
why she was seated
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in first class,
with a third class ticket."
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Everyone is stupefied.
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Everyone forgot the smoking issue.
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The station master no longer
cares about it either.
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He asks the lady for her ticket,
then begs her to leave.
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The train departs.
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Can you imagine?
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The train departs.
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Tristan Bernard is alone
with the other traveler.
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"How could you embarrass that lady!"
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"And how did you know
her ticket was third class?"
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Tristan replied: "Her ticket
was the same color as mine."
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[Laughs]
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No, please, Catherine --
shut up. Shh!
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Catherine! Be quiet.
We'll be noticed.
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[Catherine laughing]
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Quiet down!
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[Catherine laughing]
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Shut up, Catherine!
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[Stops laughing]
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[Piano in background]
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I'll take another.
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[Snaps fingers]
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You're funny, Catherine.
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Why?
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Because you love lies.
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I don't like to lie.
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- You who love lies, allow me
to tell you stories
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which are absolutely true,
and which,
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because they are true,
should horrify you.
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I never said I love to lie.
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Yesterday, you said --
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I never said that.
You only hear what suits you.
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I said that in some cases,
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when the truth can only hurt,
it's best to say nothing.
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Because you, you always tell the truth.
You never lie.
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[Glass thuds]
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Wait. I have an idea.
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Let's do an experiment.
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Look deep into my eyes.
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What do you want to do?
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We'll pretend I'm your
old English lover. OK?
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I'm your old English lover.
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I want you to swear
you have never lied to me,
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that you have loved
only me.
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I want to watch your face
when you lie.
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What do I have to say?
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That you never stopped loving me.
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In English?
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No no no no, in French.
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Wait. I can't laugh.
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[Soft piano in background]
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I have loved only you.
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[Soft piano in background]
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Repeat it.
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Say it again.
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You are my only love.
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That's spooky.
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I have to say,
one can't argue that.
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Now say it to me.
Do it.
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No, no. I wouldn't know how.
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Come on, Antoine.
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Wait, hang on.
I need to concentrate.
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I never liked you.
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You're cheating.
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How do I cheat?
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I did my best. I don't have
your talent, after all.
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But - you didn't play the game!
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Well no, but --
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It's you who are the perfect liar,
but it's me who cheats?
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Wait, Catherine. That's alcohol.
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[Glass clangs down]
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Nope! Not my glass.
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Why? Could I have read your mind?
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Exactly.
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This is not a lesson for little girls.
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What do you know about
little girls, Antoine?
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Not much, but
every day I learn more.
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Give me your glass.
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No, leave me --
Leave it, Catherine.
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You are --
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you are impossible.
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At first, you intimidated me
a lot, Antoine.
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I scarcely dared talk to you.
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I didn't feel at ease around you.
I was afraid to sound silly.
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I didn't understand why you
wanted to be around me.
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I told myself: "another who wants
to use me, or something like that."
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So, I found it odd that a guy like you
would be into a girl like me.
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Because, deep down, I know that
I am not your type of girl.
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And what do you think now?
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Now, you give that impression even more.
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I think you are like all the others.
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No, no, don't say that.
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Oh but yes, Antoine.
What do you think?
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I thought I was not like all the others.
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You seem sleepy.
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Do you want to go?
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Do with me as you wish, Antoine.
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If you ask me to, I'll take you home.
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Come along, Miss Catherine.
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Make an effort.
[He grunts]
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Here, I'll give you that bag,
because it's scary.
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Come on.
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Good night.
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[Winsome piano music]