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The sun -
you can touch it.
Come to Egypt with us. Those people have the sun inside them.
Let's take a walk, prophet.
The Minvilles are different.
They're addicted to action.
Do you ever see Eva?
I don't see her or the others. What for?
You're harsh for a happy man.
Does your life satisfy you?
It doesn't matter.
What if you get bored?
*** and her daughters,
that musty apartment -
they're part of my passion.
And the old glint in your eye?
Your superb energy?
I'm older.
Really!
Yes, I'm older. The hopes are gone, but I have certainties now.
I left my youth for another life.
You turn your back. You reject adulthood.
You're stuck in adolescence.
Hence your anxiety.
It's hard to be a man.
You have to want it.
Aren't you sick of mirages?
I can't stand mediocrity.
You've spent the last 10 years in gilded mediocrity.
She makes you want to touch her.
Paris is like her, and so is life.
You and your mediocre certainties!
Let that mediocrity be enough.
You'll recover some of your verve.
You're spineless. And weak.
And lazy.
Certainties frighten you.
You defend the shadows since the sun hurts your eyes.
Are you my friend?
If you are my friend, take me as I am. Not otherwise.
Let me look at you.
I wanted you to help me die.
That's all.
Promise to come see us again.
We lead an organized life.
You can write.
Move in tomorrow.
Dubourg, what will you do tonight?
I'll write a few pages on my Egyptians...
then make love to ***.
I fall into her silence as into a well.
At the bottom is a great sun that warms the earth.
Alain, I work.
I'm patient.
Come live with us. You'll see what patience is.
Alain, I love life.
What I love in you is that irreplaceable thing...
the life inside you.
The sensitivity was in my heart,
not my hands.
When you care about people, Milou, they're nice.
They give you everything.
Love.
Money.
You must make people feel you want them
and that you'll hold on to them.
You're sensitive, Milou, but you don't want them.
I don't love them.
I never could love them.
I can't touch. I can't take.
It has to come from the heart.
What is it you wanted?
I'd have liked to captivate people,
hold on to them
bind them close.
So that things would stay still around me.
But it always went to hell.
You really love people that much?
I wanted so much to be loved...
that I feel I do love.