Vanessa Paradis credited as playing...
Adèle
- Adèle: I feel like it's like a waiting room in a big train station, with benches, drafts, and behind the windows, lots of people passing by at full speed, without seeing me. They're in a hurry, they're taking trains or taxis, they have somewhere to go, someone to meet. And I'm just sitting here, waiting...
- The Psychologist: But what are you waiting for, Adèle?
- Adèle: ... for something to happen to me.
- Adèle: No one has ever looked at me like him. No one has ever asked me if I preferred the right or left side of the bed, if I was cold, hot, hungry, or thirsty. Except for you, maybe. On your good days.
- Gabor: No, no. I've never asked you if you preferred the left or right side.
- [He turns away.]
- Adèle: Left. You and him, that's pretty much all that's good that's happened to me in my life. See, it's not heavy, is it? Anyway, you and I, we're not going to spend our lives together.
- Gabor: [He turns to her, looks at her for a long time, says nothing.]
- Adèle: What do we do? Do we shake hands? Do we kiss?
- Gabor: We forget each other.
- Adèle: I'm not promising anything.
- The Psychologist: How do you see your future, Adèle?
- Adèle: I don't know... when I was little, uh... I only had one idea: to grow up, I wanted things to go faster. But now, I don't know what all that was for. And I don't know anymore. Getting older. What's in front of me...
- Adèle: You look like someone who's going to do something stupid... What are you waiting for: for the water to rise? You see, it's not easy, huh? It seems like all you have to do is think about nothing, let yourself go... But those things never work... And bridges aren't a safe place to land... There'll always be someone to come and make you feel guilty... Did you break something?
- Gabor: Of... a lot of things. Everything should be changed, but it's not worth it, it would cost more than a new knife thrower.
- Adèle: ... But what would I do with a new knife thrower? Are you cold?
- [She gently strokes Gabor's hand]
- Adèle: ... She's trembling.
- Gabor: You were dreaming. She never trembled.
- Adèle: Maybe we both were. And it wasn't so bad... Shall we go?
- Gabor: Where?
- Adèle: Anywhere. Wherever we go, you'll always find a knife or two to throw at me, right?... Anyway, we have no choice. When it's not me who jumps, it's you, we can't go on...
- Gabor: Go on what?
- Adèle: ... By not being together.
- Gabor: You know what I see most? I see that there's going to be waste... And I can't stand that.
- Adèle: But what waste?
- Gabor: But you: you don't throw away a light bulb when it's still burning.
- Adèle: ... Yeah, well, the bulb's been useless for a while, can you imagine...
- Gabor: You're giving me the creeps.
- Adèle: Well, don't just stand there, I didn't ask you anything: I'm at the end of my rope, don't you understand?
- Gabor: What kind of roll? Look at you: your roll isn't even used yet. You're going through a rough patch, and that's it.