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In tribute to Jean Cocteau
Charlotte and Her Bloke
It's me
I know it's you. I knew you'd come back.
I said you would. You can't stay away from me.
You're an idiot. You never listen
I know why you're back. You've come to say you're sorry.
It's too late. Whatever it is, you´d better not say it.
It's incredible
Sure, you're the prettiest girl in Paris. So what, big deal!
With a guy like that you could see it coming. Idiot!
Honestly, you exaggerate
I know what you're going to say, but it's rot, complete rot
So, it didn't work out
It didn't work out because it couldn't work out
It couldn't work out because it shouldn't have. Impossible. Possible...
You should know that "impossible" is a French word
I too could throw myself at just anyone. Easy
I'm not blaming you for being in love but for thinking he was too
You can believe in love, but not in theories about it
Girls are incredible. Honestly
They say love's like a waltz. Three little twirls, yes, yes, yes! Well, no!
That's why I said nothing
I knew you'd be back in a week, your tail between your legs
So what the hell are you doing here? Look at you now
You'll tell me you couldn't have known. But you could, idiot
A creep like that!
I knew he'd drop you
I could see it coming. You're such a fool
It's amazing how girls have no common sense
I don't deny you've a very nice little body
But you're still a nasty little bitch
I know you think he'll use you in his next film because you sleep with him
No chance. I know him. He's scum
Listen to me!
If you at least made love properly, put your knee here, hand there, pushed a bit
I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn´t witnessed it. It can get on your nerves
I told you, he's not the type to take it lightly
He doesn't give a damn about girls
What're you thinking about?
- What do you do together? - Nothing. He messes me about
Let me finish. I warned you not to make a fool of me
The same old story. Shit!
I don't blame you for running off with a guy you've known for three minutes...
...when you've loved me for three years
But doing it so flippantly. Worse, with obvious flippancy. There's a difference
Don't play the fool
Don't deny it. I told you it couldn't work. I knew you'd be back
Seriously, you can't do without me
I told you a thousand times you never will
I know you're thinking I can't live without you either. I agree
That's exactly why I knew you'd be back
Don't deny it
Because I love you, Charlotte, you're forced to love me.
If I didn't love you, OK. But since I do, you must love me too. It's obvious
Don't say no. You're tiresome. It's too much
It was a barmy thing to do, my girl
You don't have to be a genius, but you could use your brain now and again
That's right, you little fool
You're set on being in films? You'll have to sleep with thousands more guys
Anyway, why films?
It's cheap...
Cheap and corny
What is a film anyway? A big head pulling faces in a little hall
You must be crazy to go for that!
I know what I'm talking about. The cinema is an illusory art
Novels, painting, OK!
But not the cinema. Everyone will tell you you're crazy
But you never listen. So: you're the only girl in Paris anyone can have...
...for free!
I know what you're going to say... that you love it
Rather go on the streets. At least you'd make some money
It's true! But when I suggested it you refused. All right!
But playing a streetwalker inside is a thousand times worse
I can screw around. But not you!
Because you compromise your soul. Yes!
There's a soul behind the face
And you see a girl's soul in her face
It's not the same for boys. That shocks you?
It reminds me of a nut-case, full of hot air
Know what he said?
"What is most important, ladies and gentlemen, is not love, not war...
"...not money, nor happiness, nor women
"No, what is most important is the subtle difference!"
Yes, kitten. But that'll be the day when you grasp that
Christ...
You've cut your hair. But you're crazy! Just look at you!
France is full of idiots but you break all the records
I know what you'll say but you're wrong
Unbelievable. Girls don't even realise it, but it's obvious
You're idiots by definition. Keep still!
Let me finish
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