Le Pont du Nord

THE LAST FANTASY | TLF HALFCD TeaM Le Pont du Nord | Encode: xqtsss

October or November 1980, already a long time ago -

Babylon, for both of us!

THE FIRST DAY

I'll get off here, thanks.

Bye!

Excuse me, I can't come in. Could you bring me a croissant, please?

Actually, make that two croissants.

Thank you.

I'm so sorry.

Is there anything I can do?

Get lost!

Is that you, Julien?

Do you know when he'll be back?

Do you have his phone number?

Well, alright. Sorry to disturb you. Goodbye.

Thanks.

Thank you.

Dear Mathias, I hope all is well at the Hotel de la Sant?

See you soon!? Marie

You!

That's enough! What抯 going on?

- It's my record. - No, it's mine!

What record is it?

They stole it.

"The Police".

Which one of you did this?

- I did! - I did!

Enough! No more fighting.

The weakest one gets the prize.

Thanks... but I'm not the weakest.

Bastard! He took it!

And now?

Alright... could you do me a favour?

Could you go into that hotel and ask if Julien Lerouge still lives there?

- Here you go. - Oh! Thank you.

Hello, Julien?

Hey, you're not easy to get a hold of.

You recognised my voice?

Good. I was worried.

Sure. Good idea. I've never been up there.

I'll be there as soon as I can.

Wait for me, Julien.

Oh! Alright, see you. I'm headed this way.

If you抮e going that way, then so am I.

Really? Why?

One, two, three. What's your name?

- Marie. - Marie, of course. It had to be Marie.

- Why? - It had to be... don't try to understand.

I'm not trying.

So what's your name?

My name is Baptiste.

Baptiste? That's not your real name.

It is my name, the only one I have.

You're the first person I've met.

The city is vast... the streets, the people...

You need me.

I need only one person at this point... and it's not you!

It certainly is me! Much more than you might think.

Why?

Once, twice, three times.

Fine, once is an accident.

And then twice is chance.

But three times? That's fate.

There's no such thing as fate.

When you say that, that's fate too.

I see. And what if I hadn't said it?

Same thing! It's still fate!

Your "fate", Baptiste, is just superstition.

It's not like everything's written down in some book.

I know we don't always have a choice.

But if you抮e lost like a leaf in the wind -

here, hold my bag -

it's not going to change just because you want it to.

I'm not crazy.

I don't believe in miracles anymore.

Things don't change just because you want them to...

But I still want to believe that we're not trapped.

And I've decided to fight.

And now, more than yesterday, more than tomorrow,

more than the day before yesterday and more than ever.

I said to myself, Marie...

Heaven helps those who help themselves.

If it wants to, Marie.

If what wants to?

Don't go thinking that you can just do whatever pops into your head.

It's all mapped out, from A to Z.

But, listen, Baptiste, I'm free.

Look, I can take a step to the left

and two to the right - watch out!

Look, I can raise my arm like this...

Yes,

you've just raised it

towards a hidden star.

There!

Behind that big cloud above us,

like a white whale.

It called your hand

across space and all the galaxies.

No, not at all. The star is over there, right in front of us.

Farewell, Baptiste!

See you soon, Marie!

That was horrible! I was suffocating in that lift.

- Feeling better? - Yes.

They haven't changed you, you know?

You're beautiful, Marie. Beautiful.

I'm out of breath. I ran, it took a long time to get here.

I was waiting for you.

I've been waiting for you for a long time.

I've been waiting for you too.

What a great cliff.

You didn't forget that I like wide-open spaces.

What's the matter, Julien? Are you in trouble?

You could have told me you were getting out this morning.

You moved? Where are you living now?

Here and there... I'm not very settled.

Gambling debts?

No, no, it's not that. I'll tell you later.

Here, take this.

You can have my hotel room, I've discussed it with them.

Your hotel? I couldn't even set foot in there.

What was it like, inside?

If you really want it, I'll give you the address, but it has to stay our secret.

What do we do now? Are you taking me out for oysters?

No, Marie. There's something I have to sort out.

In three days, it'll all be over.

I love you, Marie.

We'll meet tomorrow morning, wherever you like.

Who was that person you met a moment ago?

Someone I care about.

Your fianc?

Sure, I guess.

So why didn't you stay with him, once you found him?

Had you lost him?

I hadn't seen him for a long time.

The place where I was...

it was like a boarding school.

I couldn't stand a place like that.

As soon as I feel cooped up, I just have to escape.

I can't help it.

It's hard to escape from that place.

I only stuck it out because of him.

I was in prison. I got out this morning. You understand?

Why did they lock you up?

Oh, I did something stupid and got caught.

With my record I got sent down for a year.

Not too bad.

We're all being watched.

So how did you manage, inside?

Same as all the others, I don't want to talk about it.

Inside the only thing that changes is the date.

I thought about Julien all the time.

He used to write to me, he came to see me as soon as he could.

We'd been together for just a week when I was arrested.

Sounds like a great novel!

It's nothing like a novel, Baptiste. It's real life.

Real life is a reign of terror.

From now on, my life is Julien.

You see, Baptiste, for years I believed... all sorts of things.

Then I had time to think,

and ultimately the only thing left... is love.

Even though sometimes it hurts like death.

Oh well... let's go.

Here, could you hold this and stand in front of me?

I need to pee.

Love,

a great burst of the fantastic,

the huge, the extraordinary...

with an intensity spinning around sensuality.

The senses... it's beautiful.

No.

It feels like a long-lasting lightning, but...

it takes time for the feeling to become real.

What a day!

I'm tired. Aren't you?

No.

Where do you sleep?

Everywhere. Nowhere.

It's all the same to me.

When I was in my cell, for months,

I dreamed of a big double bed with white silk sheets.

The King Size Bed at the Tropicana Motel.

What's that?

A magic bed I've heard about.

I don't know if it's magic,

but ever since this morning I can't stand being indoors.

This open air is intoxicating.

It's better that way, Marie.

All the hotels are under surveillance.

Oh yes, I know that! Let's go!

But not the kind you're thinking of. It's an absolute surveillance.

Every moment, every word you say, every move you make.

You really believe that?

I know it's true.

I know it!

THE SECOND DAY

Thanks a lot!

Careful with my armour, OK?

Have you noticed how small people are this morning? Look.

Food is really...