Bed & Board (1970)

[English subtitled version]

Christine Doinel : I don't like this business of writing about your childhood, dragging your parents through the mud. I don't know much, but one thing I do know - if you use art to settle accounts, it's no longer art.

[English subtitled version]

Antoine Doinel : You're my sister, you're my daughter, you're my mother.

Christine Doinel : I would have liked to be your wife.

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Christine Doinel : I was a virgin when I met him and don't think I'm proud of it. My parents let me date all I wanted, but I was afraid of guys and believed certain things. Virgin at 20 - can you imagine? A walking fossil! A real idiot!

[English subtitled version]

Christine Doinel : Oh, my poor breasts. If I have a child, I won't breast-feed him.

Antoine Doinel : Well, don't look at me. He'll have to fend for himself.

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Christine Doinel : Do what you have to do, but let me be. I'm not proud and never have been, so I can tell you: I still love you. But I'd rather not see you anymore.

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Antoine Doinel : l'd like to kiss you.

Christine Doinel : Me too...

Antoine Doinel : Tenderly.

Christine Doinel : Me too...

Antoine Doinel : Is that true?

Christine Doinel : It's true.

Christine Doinel : What's this?

Antoine Doinel : A library staircase. I've always wanted one.

Christine Doinel : But we don't have a library.

Antoine Doinel : You have to start somewhere.

Antoine Doinel : Let me see.

Christine Doinel : Stop it!

Antoine Doinel : Come on, show me. What's wrong with your breasts?

[looks]

Antoine Doinel : They don't match!

Christine Doinel : You're crazy.

Antoine Doinel : One is bigger than the other.

Christine Doinel : That's not true.

Antoine Doinel : I'm afraid it is.

Christine Doinel : Everyone's are like that!

Antoine Doinel : Not true. You might give them names to tell them apart. Laurel and Hardy, for example.

Christine Doinel : Stop!

Antoine Doinel : No, I'm serious. Or perhaps you prefer Don Quixote and this plump little guy would be Sancho Panza.

Christine Doinel : Antoine, you're not funny. Now, good night!

Christine Doinel : I saw you.

Antoine Doinel : What?

Christine Doinel : I'm not blind. You like her.

Antoine Doinel : Who?

Christine Doinel : Silvana! You like her! A pretty Italian woman with big breasts and luscious lips. Bastard!

Christine Doinel : What a pretty little bottom this baby has.

Antoine Doinel : Like his mother!

Christine Doinel : Watch your daddy. He's on his way to the bathroom. He'll take enough gear for an arctic expedition. Watch. A flashlight, a book. Oh, the pages aren't cut yet. A knife - and now what's he looking for? The newspaper.

Lucien Darbon : [to Antoine] Listen, the duck's for Alphonse, not for you. I say that 'cause I just read an interesting novel called "The Mischievous Duck". It's about this bourgeois judge who goes crazy for a little duck someone bought for his son. Very strange.

Christine Doinel : No chance of that happening to Antoine. He doesn't like things. He prefers people, though he's very partial to yellow.

Christine Doinel : Mother's Day? I'm so sorry. I completely forgot.

Antoine Doinel : Mother's Day was invented by the Nazis anyway.

Madame Darbon : Really?

Antoine Doinel : During the war.

Antoine Doinel : [playfully] Did you see those big, hairy hands with spindly fingers and hairy knuckles that come out at night to grab women's legs?

Christine Doinel : Stop it!

Antoine Doinel : Don't look.

Christine Doinel : No, I'm reading.

Antoine Doinel : Naked men are revolting.

Christine Doinel : Not all of them.

Antoine Doinel : Yes, all of them.

Christine Doinel : All except one.

Antoine Doinel : Ah, you're right! All except one.

Antoine Doinel : You remember our first kiss?

Christine Doinel : I was terrified. I couldn't move.

Antoine Doinel : What? You made the first move!

Christine Doinel : You've got it backwards.

Antoine Doinel : No, I remember perfectly. The taxi stopped and I leaned over to give you a little good-bye kiss on the cheek. I saw you had your lips slightly apart. "She really wants me to kiss her!"

Christine Doinel : You're hallucinating.

Antoine Doinel : I'm not saying I didn't like it, but you made the first move.

Christine Doinel : That's your story! You lunged at me and I just went with it.

Antoine Doinel : No, I remember perfectly well how it was. Your head was tilted back, eyes closed, lips slightly apart, just like this.

Christine Doinel : Oh là là.

Antoine Doinel : You'd been thinking about it.

Christine Doinel : About what?

Antoine Doinel : About the fact we'd kiss one day.

Christine Doinel : Well, of course. Every girl thinks about that.

Antoine Doinel : "Every girl thinks about that." So you admit it, then?

Christine Doinel : She made you suffer, huh?

Antoine Doinel : Oh là là. She really put me through the wringer. What a nightmare! But one night I just fell out of love with her. One moment I was in love. An hour later I couldn't stand her. I was over her.

Christine Doinel : It must be something she said.

Antoine Doinel : Exactly. I can't even remember what. But it was a relief.

Antoine Doinel : The world won't stop turning if we sleep in the same bed, you know.

Christine Doinel : I'm not like you. I don't like things fuzzy and vague and ambiguous. I like things to be clear.

Antoine Doinel : Listen, Christine.

Christine Doinel : No! Don't come near me. There's nothing between us.

Christine Doinel : Then what the hell am I doing here?

Christine Doinel : Good question!

Christine Doinel : Now I know the truth and I realize life is disgusting.

[first lines]

[English subtitled version]

Christine Doinel : [stopping at a fruit stand] Two pounds of tangerines, please.