Love on the Ground (L'Amour par terre)

LOVE ON THE GROUND

Sometimes, on Sunday evenings...

Let's go.

Hello, darling!

I'm dead. Help me with this.

Is that all? How romantic!

Why aren't you at the office?

I've done the shopping. You never do.

What's the matter?

Nothing. It's my lumbago.

At your age? How funny.

What are you hiding?

From you?

We have no secrets, remember?

Of course.

Wait!

Didn't you want to tell me something?

Lots of things,

but you might give me a hand first. Despite your lumbago.

Not so loud!

You're hiding something.

Are you mad, Arthur?

Why don't you answer?

You deliberately didn't buy any whisky.

This isn't whisky.

It's not whisky?

Not in the play, bastard.

Silvano! Arthur! It's the same brand from the same place.

It doesn't taste the same.

Stop, it's ten o'clock in the morning!

Are you mad?

It's a mess, Emily.

Your lumbago?

No, the other one. I mean...

a double lumbago.

It's serious, Elizabeth.

You don't realize...

Shit.

"That I love you..."

That I love you more than anything, and...

"if I drink..."

lf l drink, it's because I'm lovesick...

Love, perfectly!

And I'll prove it to you!

What are those?

A bargain.

Darling!

Go and try them in my study.

They're wonderful.

I'm not sure about the size. No, in my study!

Talking to yourself?

I've been thinking, my love...

I've made a big decision.

A big decision?

I'm not going to work today.

You can't do that! Come into the kitchen.

Help me carry all this. Quickly.

What's that?

I've been shopping.

In your pajamas?

My shoes!

Where are they?

Questions! You're all the same.

- My shoes! - In the kitchen, there.

They're not my size, Arthur.

It's a mess...

You got us into this!

Roquemaure is here: we have to be good.

I thought I recognized that face.

It's your play, Silvano!

It's not really.

What?

It's a kind of adaptation.

I assure you I've heard that somewhere.

I invent! I keep inventing!

I'm inhabited by...

visited by, but...

What are you doing? Lying down?

I'm listening!

I haven't budged a toe in the past two hours!

I'm nothing but one big cramp!

What about me? I could say as much!

Anatole, stop!

Come to bed.

- Come to bed. - Impossible.

- Anatole... - Impossible.

Come to bed.

Impossible.

Impossible!

Arthur, talking to yourself?

No, I'm singing!

I told you not to disturb me.

I can't find my shoes.

Who is talking? Who is there?

No one! No one is talking.

It's... an echo.

An echo that calls you Arthur?

The new chambermaid. A pest!

You're on first name basis?

She calls me Arthur because of her brother.

A horrible drama. I'll explain, but not right now.

A horrible drama? What are you talking about?

I'm not talking, it's an illusion!

A horrible illusion.

A horrible illusion?

Illusion! I'm an illusion.

You're an illusion. Thou art an illusion.

Oh, if all this could...

Shit!

"Take heed of perjury, thou art on thy deathbed."

I've heard that before.

Othello's last words to Desdemona.

It makes you thirsty.

Haven't you finished?

Everything is finished.

Let me drink!

Let me drink!

Let him drink.

Who are you?

We've been jumping through hoops

and this clown is cracking the whip.

I can't believe it!

I'm dreaming!

"Run for your life" Insurance Co. nine to twelve. Elizabeth.

Genevieve...

Two to five thirty.

I've something for you.

- Here. - Here.

Wait. Don't leave me alone.

Elizabeth! Genevieve! I love you!

You're the only one I love!

It's too late!

I did mornings, you afternoons. Now it's night.

Put your shoes on. Let's have dinner.

Who's inviting whom?

We'll take turns.

It's my last time.

Me too. It's sabotage.

It's suicide.

Clear out, you drunk!

Excuse me.

My compliments on your free interpretation.

Our free what?

I found the small changes you made very amusing.

Making Albert a drunkard, the happy end...

I liked it. It was free

and natural.

Speaking as the playwright, believe me, I'm sincere.

The playwright?

I understand.

Let's discuss this further in private.

Tomorrow at noon.

You don't want to sue us?

It could be important. I'm counting on you.

You think, if we don't go tomorrow,

he'll send witnesses?

Hey! We left Silvain inside.

Tough... teach that crook a lesson.

Crook and coward.

Drunk.

Liar.

- Thief. - Assassin!

His play... What play?

So, that Monday, around noon...

Anybody here?

Anybody here?

He's expecting me. Mr...

Clement, I suppose.

He'll make you wait a little.

Paul.

Charlotte.

Haven't we met?

No, but it could be arranged.

What is it?

I thought...

Like in a mirror...

I must be tired.

Made it at last.

COZY

Finished your dubbing?

Two more days. Mornings.

It's been going on so long!

Post-synchronization?

Yes, French into English.

Do you mind?

You're still here?

I thought you'd left.

Just leaving.

See you soon.

You've got...

Where?

I'll take it off.

That's clever.

I thought you'd cut it out of your act.

Where did it go?

Vanished... flown away.

Ladies...

All yours.

You came without your partner. No matter.

I suppose he's sleeping it off.