Maurice Bénard credited as playing...
Bremont
- Christine Surgère: He died as this desk writing that letter, in mid-sentence. You may read it.
- Bremont: "I have neither the desire nor the inclination to travel. Why bother? Christine is always with me. I'm happy. I even think my life --"
- Christine Surgère: Yes, it breaks off there.
- Bremont: Who was he writing to?
- Christine Surgère: I'll never know.
- Bremont: "I even think my life --"
- Christine Surgère: Strange isn't it?
- Bremont: Dying right on that word.
- Christine Surgère: My life is empty. No children, no friends. I'm alone in the world.
- Bremont: The world is full of children and friends waiting for you.
- Christine Surgère: You live in an ivory tower, yet you tell me to join the crowd. Practice what you preach.
- Bremont: Travel.
- Christine Surgère: Where would I go?
- Bremont: Pick a map at random. Choose any color.
- Christine Surgère: One must know how to live. I never learned.
- Bremont: But you're young.
- Christine Surgère: I never had any youth. It's not the same thing.
- Bremont: You're young because you've not yet really loved.
- Christine Surgère: How would you know?
- Christine Surgère: Have you ever wondered what people you once knew have made of their lives?
- Bremont: More like what life has made of them.
- Christine Surgère: Well, I'm going to seek the answer, find the young girl I was at my first ball and find the seasons I lost.
- Bremont: And some of the love you aroused?
- Christine Surgère: Oh, that.