You poor child.
You don't need to feel sorry for me.
No, because you have me.
Really?
- I am yours. - How many...
Let's go.
It's not funny in here tonight.
I am cold.
My pen, I have lost my pen !
Listen, Listen. This silence...
How silent suddenly !
Sounds like another planet.
Yes.
It's wierd.
Strange.
Hello, Miss Marie, Do you recognize me ?
I have seen you somewhere before !
My arms are cold.
My chest and stomach are on fire, as if i had a fever.
Let's have a look.
Don't tickle me!
What a splendid bust!
Would you be willing to share your bed tonight?
With whom ?
Do pretend to be a fool!
It all depends on what you offer in return.
I 'am a poor girl, still a virgin.
In that case, no way.
But if we are getting engaged,
I promise that I won't desappoint you.
You'll have to wait
Because that jeweller as closed his shop to take a walk around.
Didn't you know that a ring made of grass was more that enough for that purpose?
this and 24 carats kisses?
Shouldn't we take a oath or something like that?
An oath? You bet we have too.
Swear that you'll never look at another women.
I swear it.
I you don't keep your word, you'll go to hell then !
And your teeth, nose and fingers will burn black and fall.
Yes, Yes.
And I, I swear to be faithfull while i enjoy it.
Considering the fact that I always enjoy doing so,
I shall then be faithfull, until the day of the last judgment.
- Or else, may you rot in hell ! - Oncle Erland will take me there.
That would be all what you would deserve.
Well, we are engaged after all.
Come inside and get undressed, I am just going to...
Yes, me too.
I could eat you alive.
What would you eat first ?
the palms of your hands.
Well, why would you think it's the best part, my little one?
A good friend of mine, who is a cannibal, told me it was delicious.
It's dreadfull. What is it?
I's an howl.
It's deadfull.
Does it scare you?
I don't know, I feel like crying all night.
It is like a pain in my soul.
Weird that one actually feels his soul in his stomac.
You had too much apples.
Hold me in your arms, very tight, like if you wanted to hurt me.
My love, my dear love, hold me tight.
Hold me tight.
We shall stay awake all night,
till dawn, when the ghost of the night are fading away.
I'm shivering so much.
my heart is breaking .
Stop saying foolish things.
You always bite me.
Just you wait, i'll show you.
We can't stay here.
Hold me, I can't fell my legs anymore.
No way.
Have you lost your mind, considering your weight!
You are a bad lover.
Well, marry Superman then!
No, he never seems to take off his clothes.
Are you sad ?
Fall is already in the air.
Well, soon you'll go back to your work, and I, to the university.
When do you think we will see each other again ?
We still have three days left.
No, no, I am not sad.
Let's hurry up, We are expected for dinner.
And now, swimming time !
No, It's too cold.
I am going to show you a nice dive.
Can you lend me some money?
Otherwise, I am going to be in trouble.
Promise me you'll kill the dog.
It's not suitable to let him live now.
- I'll take care of it. - poor thing.
Everybody lives...
rush into streets and offices...
And I, I am just here, eating, drinking...
At the theatre, we dance
and back there, Henrik is decaying.
A few days ago, we were laughing together.
I was holding him in my arms, kissing his lips.
That's life.
Does it have a meaning ?
No, darling. After a while, it has no more meaning.
There is no God.
And if there is one, I hate him.
And I shall hate him until i'am dead.
If he was in front of me, I would spit at his face.
I'll hate him all my life.
I'll never forget.
I'll hate him forever.
You see, Marie, You have to build a wall around you.
Protecting you from sorrow.
I'll help you achieve that.
I'll help you build that wall.
I'll teach you.
During winter, I have been working hard.
When spring came, Oncle Erland took me for a long trip.
Then I forgot about Henrik.
In the end, not only was I protected, but i was a prisonner too.
That way, I forgot Henrik.
My dear Henrik...
The journalist came back,
I tried to make him stay.
But he left.
I tried to make him stay,
But he wouldn't listen.
I don't understand a damn thing about women.
Me neither.
So much efforts into a ballet
they don't even show their legs.
These rehearsals are hard as hell.
And we are out of beer.
It still smells. There is this funny smell...
It's a shame to make us wear those things.
Tomorrow, It's the dress rehearsal.
Go to bed.
Come and have a drink at my place.
No, I can't.
Well, you silly one, tomorrow at the same time, you'll be happy.
Because everything will be over.
Over ?
I don't like the way you speak.
Me neither, but without him, I wouldn't stop crying.
We are just painted dolls, and someone is pulling our strings.
And if you cry, you'll mess up the colors.
Let me cry for my lost youth.
Oh, that's you !
Such a face !
I'am doing my make up for Coppelia's magicien.
You dance it on saturday, right?
Yes, my big success.
It's late.
At night, this empty theatre feels strange.
Full of hunchbacked dwarves.
They've always been here.
The older the theater gets, the more dwarves they are.
Do you have any matches?
Yes, probably.
Well yes... Marie.
You're making fun of me.
When I entered in the ballet room, lightened by the sun,
I looked at you, you were alone, working.
Slow and quiet.
You seemed like sketched in black lines.
Then I thought...
For twenty years, every day, you have been working.
Every afternoon, chaque soir...
You have height years ahead of you, and then it'll be over.
And what about you?
Me, I am the inventive master.
The older I get, the better I feel about myself.
But you, poor thing, you'll only get your pension.
Even though, you still can't get rid of that silly costume!
And you ?
Mine feels like it's been sewed on me.
You are anxious to get undressed, but you are while wearing make up to.
You dare not to leave nor to stay.
For once in life, I see you clearly.
All the walls we've build around us are falling apart...
All that remain is a cold and shivering being.
For once.
It is not a very pleasant view.
At those times, you don't dare to choose life or death.
What happened to you ?
Not to me, but to you, right now.
I can read in your eyes.
You want to be happy, to do it all over again ?
Isn't that true?...
Useless dreams, Miss !
Dancing is your only reason to go on.
Keep it, or else... Beware.
look in the mirror, what a ridiculous face !
Mine is too, by the way.
Somebody is at the door, listening.
Why did you run away this afternoon ?
Oh ! what a dreadfull tie !
Well ! have a seat, like everyone else.
Have you lost your tongue ?
You've met before:
Coppelius, the magicien... and david.
The only person in the world who is kind to me.
- Am I disturbing anyone? - Or maybe am I ?
- I can leave. - Why so soon ?
You look weird.
I beat her a little.
As soon as he doesn't bite.
Jalous?
Of that guy?
Young man, I could make you disappear right now.
Old man, be aware that i can make your talent vanish anytime...
Your reputation. Your social standing.
I am a journalist.
Mighty Master, Order me...
Get lost !
I leave alright, but I'll take my time.
And I won't eavesdrop. I am a well educated person.
Is it raining outside ?
How long has it been?
No, it stopped, But it will rain again tomorrow.
But saturday, he think the weather will be nice.
If you are in a nasty mood, you'd better leave.
I am not jealous.
But I don't get anything about your work.
- that idiot... - He has some great qualities.
But he makes you cry.
Have you never done so yourself?
It's different.
Why ? He understands me, you don't.
Was there something between you two ?
How rude.
Well I am not an artist, and your kissing habits are disgusting to me.
It shows that you don't get anything.
If you say that again, I'll knock you down.
That too, shows that you don't get a clue.
You wan't to get hurt ?
- I am so weary. - You always say you are.
Well I am almost always weary.
Drop your job and find someone to marry you.
With Whom ? Who would like to?
What do you think ?
Not you, you don't love me.
Stop it, will you.
Try to be nice, for once.
What for ? You always pushing me back anyway.
I have been waiting for you all day long.
No, really?
Do you ever need me?
You always confide yourself in morons.
What do we know about each other ?
Please, listen to me.
I'm only a journalist. What could I possibly offer you?
You are a celebrated star.
No, you don't understand.
You'll get dirty.
Where does it hurts?
Don't talk to me like a child, I am older than you.
I have always liked mature women.
- You are stupid. - But you do suffer.
I am very egoist.
But even I can understand that.
Your hands are nice.
Your fingers are stained, you need to smoke filter-tipped cigarettes.
I never thought I meant something to you.
If only I could read in your hands.
No, I'll be disapointed.
Don't sacrifice yourself.
let's stop saying foolish things.
I'll call you tomorrow.
You are forgetting something, that I am here, right now.
What shall become of us?
You want to break up with me?
Yes, I want to.
I don't believe you.
Yes, I want to.
Still one of your games ?
You're going to tell me that I need some rest,
that I am nervous, because of that dress rehearsal.
Am I wrong, Darling?
Go now, Henrik.
Henrik? Who's that ?
Go. But I shall give you something to read.
Read that book for tomorrow.
And after that, we'll be able to speak freely, for the first time.
That's a good idea, don't you think so ?
See you tomorrow.
But your hears are dirty, My dear.
I'd like to cry for a all week.
and the one after.
To wash away these awfull years.
Strange, the tears are not coming.
Do I really want to cry ?
Well, I must be happy then.
I do feel... really happy.
The hat!
- What are you doing here ? - I came to see a friend.
- who ? - Miss Marie.
Out now. I appreciate the fact that you're interested in balleys,
But today, we have no time for this.