MODERN FILM SCRIPTS PIERROT LE FOU a film by Jean-Luc Godard English translation and description of action by Peter Whitehead Lorrimer Publishing, LondonCONTENTS Lets Talk About Pierot: Interview with Jean-Lue Godard 5 of eprom in whole rn pat ny fo Crete 20 fcpytigh © 100) by Lorimer Peishing Lis Cas 2 ‘St ch a fn nied Pere ow Pierot te Fou 3 Jeans: Gods Than ad bed ty Loner Pubahng Lied Frnt pring 1968 Geral Ester: Samira WateCREDITS Directed by Prociaced by Production Director of phetogeaphy Procivction manager Masic by Songs * Ma ligne de chance and Jamais je ne tai dit Asian di Sound Art director {Camera operator Editor Time Process Shot during First shown Jean-Lve Godard based on the novel Obserson by Lionel Whit Jean-Luc Godard ‘Georges de Beauregard Rome-Paris Films (Paris) /Dino de Laurentiis Cinematographica Rome Raoul Coutard René Demoulin Antoine Duhamel Antoine Duhamel and Basak Philippe Fourasié and Jean Pierre Léaudl René Levert Pierre Guffroy Georges Liton Francoie Collin 10 minutes Exstman Colour June-July 1965 on location in Paris and the South of France bh Angus 1965 atthe Veni Film Fesivall 20 Cast Ferdinand Marianne Marianne’s brother, Fre Devos Ferdinand’s wife Gangsess The Midget Mme. Stague: Princes Aicha Abid Same! Fuller The Sailor Political exile from Santo Domingo Young man in einem: Others Jean-Paul Belmondo Anna Karina Ditk Sanders Raymond Devos Grazcla Galvani Roger Dutot and Hans Mey fimmy Karoui Christa Nell Hers Himself Alexis Polako! Lailo Seabo Jean-Pierre Léaud Pascal Aubier, Pitre HaniPIERROT LE FOU Tiles: om a black screen appear a number of red letter A's seemingly placed at random. The letter: of the alphabet, in order, appear at brief intervals, all red, ‘except forthe line ofthe main tile which is blve. Hersh, ‘inter music is heard. Finally, the full tle, in Blu can be read JEAN-PAUL BELMONDO. ET ANNA KARINA DANS PIERROT LE FOU UN FILM DE JEAN-LUC GODARD Feapowan's toice is heard before the tle is complet and continues over the fist four shots. Medium closeup of a young git, facing the camera playing tenis Long-shot from the edge of the tennis court. Two gins are knocking-up. It is a beautiful summer day. Medium shot of Fexoncaxo, who is browsing among some book stands ouside a bookstore, called Les Meillews Des Mondes. He ie carrying a large comic hock under hie 4A wide river at dust withthe lights ofthe city reflecting ‘on the water; behind the buildings in the divtance, the Shy is deep red from the setting sun Fenpsaso off: “Alter he had reached the age of fifty, Velas- (quer no longer painted anything concrete and precise. He Grifted through the material world, penetrating’, a8 the air and the dusk. In the shimmering ofthe shadows, he caught unawares the nuances of colour which the invisible hear of his symphony of lence. » His only ‘experience of the world wat thore mysterious copulations| which united the forms and tones with aeeeet but inevitable transformed into 8movement, which ro convuion or cata could ever intemupt or impede: Space reigned supreme Tt was asi some tenous tadiaion gliding over the murfacey imbued il of ther vise enmanations, modeling them a endow ing them with form, carying ehewhere 8 perfume ie an eho, which woul! ths be ied tke an imponderabe dst, overall the surounding planes Fanoowso ii i hit bath reading from a paperback history of ert e cigarette arrogantly dangling (rm his fps Fraontso: ' The word he Hved in was sad. A degenerate king inbred infanias itis, vars, ciples, deformed owns Clothe as prin, whose ony ob wast laugh at themselves nd amu thee ifles oulavs who were tapped by Get, conpincy, bes and ineiably bound fo the co fesional by gu Outside the gat, the Auto-dafé, and slee Fravoca tno somcone of ree. Frans: What abst that, my ie gil Hisyousg Davcaree, aged about five, crest the bath dnd sty next fo him, patently fitening es he poatfctes from the bathtu. Ske places her hand obediently on the tg of the bath Fanon “A apnt of nostalgia prevailed. But we se none of the une of anes or any ofthe signs of gloom and true a this cepled infany. Velsqr the punter the evening, ofthe plans, of the sence, even when he pans in broad dalight, even wen he pains in a clsed room, even tile honing and war thashes around him, Spanish painter fever went oumide except at thowe tier in the day when the air was radian, wien everything was urashed by the sun. They daconned only with the evening Frannostos Don't yn think that's beaut, my Bite Poppet He turn to hy Davcreren oho is ening with ve A Wonns of Votre mad to read them hing ike that! ‘Phe Wonas eros the sreen towards the child. We “Ble Fate's Hutoine de Lr, LAr Moderne 1. Page 167. Eton te Lie de Poche, ot sve nothing except her shirt at she drags the child away. Frsonann loots digusted, Faxonaxp: Go on! Go and get laid Odile put them to bed, anyway! The litle Gua rans out from the bathroom into the bed= room, jollowed by her Moun, who stops and examines her make-up in the tall mirror. Won: Because Monsieur allowed them to go to the cinema for the third time this week exon emerges from the bathroom tearing « bath be, and a long towel sung around his neck. He looks 4a hime in the mirror and then élean: hs fect with the towel, nearly falling ove in the process, Fesomano: For the third time ths week! They must be playing Johnny Guitar down there; i's good she's geting the Fight etucation. We're living in a world of ios too much ‘Medium shot of their bedroom. He sits down on the fede of the double bed, facing he camera, with his back te his Wire who sts on the other tide. He is fed up, He Dicks up the book he wes reading, which he had put down on the Dedside table Worn: Come on! Hurry up! Frank and Paola will be here Fexpnaaxo : I'm not going. No, I'm not going, That's final! Tl say here with the kids Wire: Oh no, listen. Frank told me he would bring his niece along to baby-sit until we got back. She's a student. Fexonino: Since when did he havea niece? I know him too Well, She must bea call-gir The Ware gets up and flings @ towel at him, which wraps round his ace. Faaonowxo: I'm not ging! Wire: You'll do what [tell you. My father’s going to intro- duce you to the Managing Director of Standard Oi Fexomano And I'll bring legal ation agains the Televison Company for giving me the sack. Ware: Really. when we get some work for you, you'll be Aecent enough to accept it. Allez! Basta! ‘She rudely grabs the book out of his hand. He turns And why hastround as if to play the intolent child and cheeky picks ‘psa pair of her panties om the bed Fespmaso: Aren't you wearing anything under your skirt? Arent you wearing a peticoat? Ware: No, Tim wearing my new invible pany-gindle which DON She hands him a woman's magazine, and shows him the tidvert for her new girdle. He pick it up ond stars to ead aloud, As he does 10 we see the page of the magazine in cote-up. The camera pans down and pant Up again as he reads, His lant words overlap onto the rest image, emphasing their absurdity. Feapivaso off: Under my new knickers...“ SCANDALE” youthful contours, There was the Greek Civilisation, there ‘vas the Renaissance, and now we are entering the Age of the ‘Ane. Wire: Comeon, Tishow you Fenpixano: She adores children! ‘Medium shot of the Ware leading her two small ‘hiddren down the hal past the vittors who have erived Manse i sitting on the sight, very demure and inno- cent, playing with « woolly toy dog, a dachshund in her lap. She gets wp and follows the Ware and the Children. The camera pant with her. Ske is wearing o nary blue blazer over @ white Blowse, and has her hair fied back into buncher, Ar we follow them along the hall, Fexposano comes out of the bedroom sreightening his tie. He hat just put on a clean whic shir ‘Wire fo Masuaxxe : And if you need us for anything you can call us at. Ske asks Fras. What's the number? Frax: 225-70-01 Wire to Fraorxavo: Ah! Here's Frank’s niece ‘She introducer her husband to Manus. They shake hands with a touch of familiarity, without really stop- ping, lingering, of their hands meet just long enough to look into each ther’ eye. Faxogano : Good evening Maniaxe goes off with the Wire and the camera pans with Fenpovaxb sunt he greets Feaxx: Salut! Suddenly 6 Ais behaviour it transformed. He seems to be triggered Of by rome inner rent. Ite abandons his lethargy he ibe hs joke, ike up some egret of sd able And jolet with’ Pre about the llephove Faspnsno 225-— you cat ay Bala? You dn' hao Bales? Read Car Bioten-"and the thee chon of the Fifth Symphony which thundered in his pow head! aus? Whats boon tonight? Fasoeasn: Come on, tt gallon, aon. "He fngr open the door aad bach out nthe night a iy ha bent on ome adsetre arf he rose! of thas Iuddeny turned him om, tasjormed his despa inte taciement Pasha fll, paling his wife swith him. i paws ns Longshot of the Champs Elysées at nigh, with the foods dre de Tisomphe dominating the image, The pening chords of BethvensFith Symphony accom Dunes exon voce of, the aso descbe the fens tht fol, cach one paredying the clo end feof the commercial shown tm French enemas Fexotvann of Chapter Two. A suprise party. i Eaglih ome of Monsieur and. Madame Expres, whose hupiter iy wf Image in ved ny: several evs tthe party standing tleganty pied, tris tn hand, Boring churning ‘tar bowgeots platitudes: Mat Guest An AllacRomeo doe the fist mere fm startin 34 seconds — fantastic baking power four dice Mmarvelowsly conforable, andy ef coune, what. road. Belding! «Crise exceponaly we sr, fa lesa 1 dive, inti and wel balanced Fronts Guese? Rovping fest i tasy. Lava sap, Eau de Cologne, sented perfume: To avid all mel of ppiaion Tus Pint ater washing and I'm abeutey peter for the rest ofthe day. Print comes in an atomic 5 fe; oF foray, sick or ble Mate Gers: Bit the Otimobile Rocket 8 fers so much More, is dign is handed song is line powefl 2yet sober, a rare elegance which proves that beauty is not incompatible with high performance Fexoixann walks slewly from right to ej with a glass in his hand. As he reaches the lft side of the sreen, the ‘camera cute 10 0 sintlar shot with diferent guess, in normal full colour. He stops benceen a il who i siting ddson on his right, anda loughlooking American om his lefts drinking whithy and looking tery bored. Fax nwsaxo, turns to the man and tarts a convertation. He cannct tinderstond French 10 refer the questions to the ir twho interpret the conversation in French and English Fesomsaxo: You appear to be lonely Auraacas fo the Gant. in English: What did he say? Gm in Englih : You're slone? She turns to Faxoecaxo, He's an American and ean't speak French Fenomano: What's his name, and what does he do? Gant in English: Who are you? What are you doing? Annaicas tn English: Tm an American fm dieector. My ‘name is Samuel Fulle Fm here to make a film in Paris Flowers of Beil Gant: Is Samud Fuller, an American, He's fim dite hereto make Fleurs du Mal. Femomanp: Baudelaire. That's great, He turns again to Fortes, I've always wanted to know exactly what the enema Gort in English: He says he wants to know exactly what it Autaacas in English: The film slike 3 batleground Gant: The fim i ikea bttkegrounel Awenicas in English: Vex. Love Gun: Lave Auricas in English: Hate Gant: Hate Aweicas in English: Acton, Gm: Acton Astuntcay in Engh : Violence Gun: Violence Aweeicas in English : Death (Gin: And Death Avis in Engh: In one word. Emotion, Gam: Inone word... Emotion Frsonaso looking ito hi glist, taking a huge gulp and throwing back thea, sagt AME ® Mute aut ‘A bright yellww image: «| young man is talking to Fasonano’s Wire; he sopr and Hives her jut os Fanosan pact by. Fexbocsn stop, peur and wth tha kis He wala the evento he Eh Blue image: smior couple, tlting end dinkig Pautr Gorst: My'hatdo, ligt and sot stayed in place all day thanks to Elnet Satin Spray. With bashing. the Inequer disappears, as it R never exited. My hair ie Strats of golden ily shining an clean ‘A previous images but in normal eclour, « cup i Seem cvinkiog ond talking. The ran isin 0 daner jacket, andthe gil i wearing a opts dresy. Beth her partner end Fexowvsxo, who ts walking pst, seem wt atfected by the ight of her naked brea, Fesowooes {Sealing swt fom right to left as before. The at i talking Fouase Guest: Women must sop wearing transparent fouwsceoass and romantic nightresc. Im daylight or any bright light Sngerie lose alls magie and becomes i deen. (Sion pope 1 ‘Blue images a couple i siting at both sider of a table beneath «forbidding French tapesry on the wal As Femme ast, the men lan aver and ight the 0s cigoreie. As he chs the lighter hat the elured fter changes jm be to greens Fenpac o0t of Seren to the left, efter commenting Faron : Olymp's Sadnese Bie images Peannsvo mects Faas. and « Wows He its den next to Pea, ted and bored (SH on eee 9) Fanon fo Feaxx: Give me the keys ofthe Lineal, Tim wor out. ve a mechanism for sing, called eye, for Titening, called ears, for speaking, 33called mouth, I've gota feeling they're all going ther separate ways... There's mo co-ordination. One should feel they're ‘unite. I feel they are deranged. Wouax: You talk too much! T'm tired just istening to you. Fenpano: Yes, is true... T do talk too much. Lonely people always talk too much, Tl wat for you at the house. He sands up and Fuask hands him the keys Fanoncaxo pushes hi way violently through a group of guests to reach a table ox which there isa huge iced fake, He grabs a fatful of cake and flings it at the frightened guess who cower away from the * madman fin their mids... As he throws the creamcake the image ‘ute t0-0 firework exploding in the sky at night Funoixano off: Next Chapter Despair Memory and Freedom Sorrow Hope ‘The parmit of time passed away ‘Marianne Renoir Interior of Fenowsaxo's apartment, Femowaxp enters ‘on the left and closes the door. As he climbs over his children's miniature sports car, parked perilously in the riddle of the hail, he notices something of screen to the right. Camera pans with kim as he approaches stealthy and whispers to Mamasxz. She it asleep on 4 chair, resting her head against the bureau, beneath a drawing by Renoir. On her lap, open, isthe huge comic book that Fexonsaso had been carrying under his arm at the bookthop. He touches her genily to wake her Fesomxano: Are you stil here? Manton waking up: Tm. sory 1 Fexpmaxo: It's too late for the Métro, How will you get home? Mauoesr: I don't know . . . Are you on your own? Fexomano: Yes, I got bored oT eame home. ‘Mantawxe: Is everything all right? You look awfully depresed Fexomano : Well, some days are like that. . everyone you Ey ‘meet is an imbecile. Then you look in @ mirtor and start wondering about yourself... Come on. I'll take you. home ‘As they are lalking there is a clap of thunder and the sound of torremial vain. She gets up and follows him from the aparimen:, carrying the big comic book under her arm, Longshot of reworks exploding in the night shy Manuaxse is sen through the front windscreen of @ ar. Its night ond the green and red reflected lights of 4 motorway zoom up end over the windscreen. The lights seem to startin the threat, flood through the face and fly off at a tangent into the sky. The image stays jn medium clseup on Manasse as she tales with Fenpovax, who is driving, of sreen on her right. Manuor Frank lent you his ar? Frspoxaxp of: Yes” Why don't you like Americans? Manuaswe: Yeah! .. yeah! Its rather funny meeting each ‘other again is ie! Fexpnann of : It most be four years Manusve: No, five and a half. It was October. Are you married? Frxpwano of: Yes I found myself arch Ialian gel, But she doesn't interest me very much. Mantasxe: Why not gta divorce? Frxpwaxp of : I wanted to, but I've become too lazy deste. in desie, you once printed out, there is life. T wanted desire, Iwas alive... Manussve: You still teach Spanish at St, Lous? Fexorcaxp of : No. I workin Television. But I made a mes, And you? Manan: Me, nothing in particular Frxpscaxo of : You don't like talking about yourself? Manuwsse: No, Fexpivaso off: A friend of mine saw you in London a couple ‘of years ago, Do you sill knock around with that American? Manuooxe: No, it finished a long time ago, Fanaa? note: Featxano punt on the Freach word fr dere Fenn’ andthe phe 'en sie in He —-thar— jasc emis feat %Fenomaxo off: And Frank, have you known him long? Manuacoce: No, not really. very casual, Faxon of : Sill mysterious Mauanwe: No, I just don't like talking about myself, as T told you. On his suggestion of silence she leans forward and switches on the car radio, smiling at him mischiviousy, Fenian off: Okay - right. -» then silence ‘A news bulletin cuts in gratingly sith its ates facts from the Vietnam war. Raow: garrison already decimated by the Vietcong who lost 115 of their men .. » thus drawing wo a close The camera remains on his face while ihe does most o the taking. From time to time, he looks round at ber. He is smoking. Manaxe of: It's awful is it, i's «© anonymous, Frnnmax: What i? Manaxe of : They say 115 guerillas, yet it doesn't mean anyehing, because we don’t know anything about these men, who they are, whether they love a woman, or have children, if they prefer the cinema to the theatre. We know nothing They just say... 119 dead. Ies like photographs, They've lays fascinated me. You see a sill photograph of some ‘man or other, with a caption underneath, He was a coward perhaps, or prety smart, But at that precie instant when the photograph vas taken, no one can say what he actually is, and what he was thinking exactly . » about his wile ‘maybe, or his mises, his past, his future, or basketball (One never knows Clote-up of Manusise. As Fenbovano takes up the con: ersaton, we te her reactions Fenpoxaxo: Yeah tha’ life! Manuasxe: Yes, what makes me sad is that life in novel is so very different. I'd ike it to be the same, clear, logical, formal. But i’ not lke that a al Franneaxo : Te'is, much more than people belive Mawaxne No, Bierot Fenomaxo: I'm net going to tell you again, my name is Ferdinand, 36 ‘Manaooss: Yes but one can say ...* My frend Ferdinand ” the sings it to a musical phraie laughing at her private jote. Fexooaso: Yes, one only needs to want something, Marianne Manuoce, music fades in os if she i going to sing “ Mon Ami Ferdinand”: Twant . . Til do everyting you want me to Frxowaso: Me too, Marianne Manuwoce: I'l put my hand on your kne, Faxosano : Me too, Marianne, Manusve: Tl kis you all over Fexoixaso : Meton, Marianne ‘Close-up of Manx, her hair blowing in the wind. It 4s daylight, Music quietly fader atvay. Sadly, and pen- sively, she says. Manuusne: We will seein time Close-up of Renoir's painting * Portrait of « Little Gin? Faspxaso off: Marianne Renoir Interior of an apartment. Manus, dreted in a blue toweling bathrobe, isin a spartly furnished ‘itchen The walls are white, Reproductions of paintings by Picasso, Renoir and Modigliani are pinned haphazardly to the wall, together with photographs from Life and PariyMatch’ magazines. Manuswe. it filing a red enamel pan with water from a hote pip Medium shot of Fexbwaxo at he taker up in bed inthe next room; he drags his head from the pillow weith great effort, and lets out a horrible cry of anguith, ferhaps mocking, perhaps in earnest. Masur off: Okay, on your fet, you corpse! Longeihot of the other room, ManisXxe enters from the patio roof and goes and pours the water from one ‘an into another. She opens the door of a fridge, looke ing over her shoulder ansiously all the time to the let. The camera pant with her as the moves left, posing a ‘photograph of Tshombe and a Medigiani painting. ‘She bends down at the side of a double bed on the left of the room and, as she takes a breakfast trey from the bed, we see for the fast time the body of @ man 37ying Jace downwards. A pair of scissors is embedded in his neck. His shirt is covered with blood. She picks up the tray, a8 the body did not exit, (Still on page 11) ‘She enters from the right into the next room, carrying the breakfast tray. Ske puts it on Fexouaxo's knees 4s he sis up in the bed, resting his back agains the whic wal Fexonanp:: You see, Iwas right Manuasxe: What? Fexpxaxo: You didn't believe me when I told you we would always love each ether. Manusxe: No ‘Matic fader in and the starts 10 sing him a song by Basak. He sits up im bed cating his breakfast, Ske oe behind a screen and brings out a pink dress on a hanger. She rufles hit hair then rests er cheek on the docr-jamb as she sings to him. Mantsoe singing: I never tld you that I would love you all my le, Ob my loves You never promised to adore me all your life; We never’ exchanged such promises, knowing me, Knowing you We could never have known that we ‘would ever fallin love We were so unfaithful And yet.» . and yet». . very gently, without a word spoken between us, Lite by lite, A true emotion has crept into our bodies which enjoyed being together ro much CCloreaup of Manse in’ another room looking at erst} in the mirror as she snes and gate her toast: she ks her fingers, and fichs wp ajar of honey t take into Manusoce singing: Then words of love came to our naked 38 Manusoee singing ips, Lite’ by lite, Heaps of words mingled Very geil, with tr ies. How many words of ove? T would never have bleed that you vould always plese me, On my love. We never thought that we would be able to lve togetber witow ex Iaaing cach eter We wake up every morning, sill sar Pscd to" find. ounclves 20. happy be Inthe same bed, Watting nothing more than each day ‘To be so gled 10 be together. And yet and yet «very gently, ‘without a word spoken between a itl by ite, (Gur ove fas ound ws together in spite of ourelves without even think- ing abou This feng is stronger than all the ‘words of ove that ate known And unknown; ‘This feding is 50. strong and so olent— This fling that we would never have Taived obi YYou never premised to adore me all your life, We certainly never exchanged any such promises, knowing me, Knowing you x wep the knowledge hat or lve That out bove ina love With no tomorow 39Clowe-up of Manuooer agaiast « white wall, Ioking at Fexomas in hit bed. Clore-up of Fenn, his cigarette drooping from his ‘moth, at he looks sorro%fully at her, then sadly ond tery slowly, he turns away and looks down Medium closeup of Manwooee, sill singing, os she leans over Faxomaxb and takes the cigarette from his lips, kisses Kim and puts the cigerette beck. Long-shot of the kitchen: Manuaxse clots the door of the fridge land goes to a small table in the corner against the teal ds she turns off the gar on the litle calor-gas cooker, we tee numerous rifles and guns stacked up in the comer, Ske takes the pan from the stove with a ‘great flourish, casts an insolent glance at the dead body ton the bed, and svt through the door, dancing fo the ‘music, to be with FERDSSAND agen, She sts down on the bed across his fet, leaning against the reall, stil singing. (Stil on page 9) the camera tracks in fatto 0 closo-up ar the song ends. Fexnwaxo off: Anyway, well know very well when we are ead , in sixty years, if we were always in love Manuswe: But po. . Vm sure that I love you. bu you, Tim not s sure». 'm not at all sure. Fenonxas: Yes, Marianne, yes. Manx: Good. I'm going to know it very well Close-up of Picaso's painting ‘Pierrot au masque!” Montage of images from the postcard reproductions om the wall, Manuisne of: You know your wife was here this morning Fexpocano off: Tcculdn't carea damn! Manso off * And not only that. Fenpmaxp of: I already told you, I really couldn't care a damn, Close-up of two images of pistols on a table next t0 brightly coloured table lamps. Manuosve of: Marianne tells story about Fasano of : Ferdinand. Masao off: Astory Fesposasp off: Complicated 0 Manuaoee off: Fknew some people Funnouxo off: T's jus lke during the Algerian war, ‘Manas off: I will explain everything t0 you. Fexomann of : Waking from a ternble dream Longshot of FexDixano, now dressed, who goes into the large room and seet the body on the bed, obviously for the fist time. He does not seem too surprised. He Dicks up one of the guns and puts it down again, ax he Surceys the room and its objects, He sts down on the bed next fo the body, at Maniax comes in from the ‘other room, now weering the pink fly dress she hed taken from behind the seven earlier. They sit on the bed om both sides of the body, accompanied by ominous ‘music. The laters OASIS on the wal, OAS in red IS in blue, Manuoewe stats to empty the back trower pockets on the corpse. She flings out the contents onto the flor, exasperated by not finding what the i looking for. A noite outside sariles them both, Masiaxve. leaps up and pucher Fexoweax back at he bepin to vse. She flings open the fridge door and throws him @ bottle of whisky which he catches, Ske hider down behind the fridge door as camera pars right and picks up Fraxk entering from the outside, Their voicer of, almest drowned by the music Faxoncaxn of : Frank had the keys? Manussce off: Tl explain everything to you Frroncaxn off: You were vers? Manove off: Tl explain everything t0 you Frnowxann of : Did he make love to you? Manacoie off: Tl explain everything to you. Longeshot as Fraxk goet ait the fridge, looks un ‘emotionalty atthe body on the bed ard goes through 10 the next room, and then out to the patio roo}. He puts fon his jacket, which he teas corrying slung over one thoulder. As he comes back into the apartment, Fen ax slips By behind him. Faas and. Masiaxne. come cout seconds later, and PRaxk hat kis arme round her: she is laughing and. firting with him. ‘They obviously know each other very wel. She is again earry= mning the lage comic book under her arm. As they enter the large room of the epertment again rom the patio, Fran altempts to kit Maxtasne, passionately. She manager to Bgnal to Fuxoxaxn over Frank's shoulder ar the gently pushes him down on the bed as if encouraging hie passion. But then she opens the book to read to him and he it obviously bewildered. To Fran's amazement Franixaxo crrves from the door ‘on the left and, without a word, walks calmly past the lend of the bed circling round ominously. Fras remains ated: Fanpoaxo goes behind Mamaxx who is ill standing with the open book in her hand. FuxDwaxp takes it from her, carefully pulting the whisky bot into her hands, which Faasx. ha stil not noticed. MARX‘, smiling weakiy end obviously more than a litle worried, creeps up sealthly behind Fras, rises the botle over hher head and crathes st down on Fraxn’s skull. The Dotte smashes into pieces and Faaxx collapses. He is dragged out of the room by Fexonsax. Their voices of continue a dialogue of phrase, at thort ands irrational ‘asthe cuting of the next sequence. The time sequence in the following montage har been abandoned and the images ere mottly 100 short to make much sense of. The contey the confusion and excitement as Manasxe ond Fenoexas escape in car, jst at tte unidentified men ‘are ween arriving at the epartment in pursuit. One of them i tall and wearing a light grey suit; the other is @ ‘midget. The action is accompanied by the folowing ‘erratic dialogue. Manta off: story Furomaxo off: Complicated Manuuose of : «leave very quickly Frnomao off: . waking from a bad dream Manus off: I new some people Fexoni off: Politics Masur off: An Organisation Frnonano off : Go away Mauaxe off: Gun-running ry Epona of : In silence .. in lence... in lence sxx of: I'sme, Marianne Fraonano of: He kised you Manusne off: A sory Frxpeano of : Complicated Manus off: Liew some people Fexprcaso of : You were lovers, Masuowxe of: Using my apartment Frxpaso of: It was like during the Algerian War Manuoosr off: Vhave a brother Frxpscaso of: Waking from a bad dream Manuosxe of: Leave in a huny . leave in a hurry leave ina hurry Fexpxaso of : Reply Manso off: Bored to death «»>cm € Faspmaxn of : Argument Manasxe off: Garage Faxoxann off: Who iit? Manus off: In the Midi Fexpsaxn of: Getting aay Mawuaxxt off: No money Fexpavn of : In any case, it was the right moment to get ava from this inking lousy word, . Manussnt off: We left Pais by a one way sree. Fenpvaso of : Recognising two of her own of Libery gave usa friendly wave ‘Mauasxe runs out oxto the patio roof and loots over the edge into the street below, dasher frantically back into the room where Feoosax i sill dragging FRaxx's body fast the fridge. ‘She has picked up the comic book again, and it carrying a cardigan She takes a rife and rushes out onto the roof again. Iva long-shot from aboce, Faxowaxo jumps into a litle red car as itis moving cay He is holding the pun Masta had taken from the flat The two of tem leaving the apartment and running onto the patio roe. Traveling shot from inside the cer as it approaches the Statue 8and goes under a red and white construction barrier long the edge of the Sine The two of them rushing from the apartment again. Seen from the roof, the tall man and the midget run- ning across a car park between the cars Manus and Faapncaxp Ieaning over the balustrade of the patio looking down towards the cart below. Sil om page 17 Fenoixano climbs down a drainpipe. As he jumps from the botiom ofthe drainpie, he trips and fall, and drops the gun. He picks himalf up and turns round to help Mantas 10 jump off after him He catches her a she fall. Fespoxas jumps into the moving red car. The ed cor one motorny em peding aay from The same red carn the carpark. ‘Mantas i getting into it on the drive’ side and starts to drive ita Red car on motorway coming towards the camera Travelling thot along the bank of the Seine, with the Statue of Liberty at the end of the quay on the Ile de Paris... The car draws into a garage and stops in front of the petrol pumps, Maxiaxxe. leats out of the iindow and yelleat the aitendant. FERDINAND gets out (af the ear and alo speaks to the attendant. FEaDaAND : Put a tiger in the tank! Arrespast : We dot sell tigers here Fexooxaso: Well, in that case, Sill her up and shut your mouth, my friend In medium closeup through one ofthe ide windows we sce them whispering, plotting Manuawe: If i's me, he won't be so suppcios ‘She gets out ef the car, goes to the front and lifts up the bonnet. The altendan! goes to FERDISAX® for the money Arrespant : Thats forty new francs. Fanoguxo : Oil and water too, old friend! The attendant goes to the front of the car and leans under the bonnet to get at the engine, Maniax. slams “ the bonnet down on his head and he crumples up une Same scene from another angle. She beckons to Fexoosa to come and help her. Manusose: Help se, you fol! Faxosano gett out and drags the body from under the bonnet and dumps it on the ground. Mauiasne closer the bonnet. Fexowsano, however, ses another attendant coming their way Fasoianp: Shit! There's another of them ! Manavne: T've just remembered a gag in a Laurel and Hardy movie. You get in the car. Manuasne and the attendant face each other, as she Titers his complaint Arvexpaxr: What's got into you, aren't you ashamed? Haven't you got any money? Masuoss : No, Monsieur, we haven't got any money. Arrmpaxt: And so, you'll have t work to e1m some money won't you? Don't you want to work? Masuooxe : No, Monsieur, we don't want to work. ‘Arvexpesr: AIL right then, what do you intend t0 do 10 pay for te petrol? MawusSne points to the shy and he looks upwards, As hhe doer s0 the bife him inthe stomach and he eramples up. She runs back tothe cr. Fesoniaxo: Shit! — there's another one! She gets into the car as Fenbwsax goes and spars with the attendant in a shadow boxing mach, neither of them seeming to connect. Manaxxt. drives towards them just as Fexoman knocks the guy to the ground. She nearly dices over his head. Fexomaxn gets into the ar asthe attendant picks himself up and runt off towards Tis office shouting Arrexoasr: Must call the police! Camera pans withthe car os it leaves the garage court- yard and pans up tothe sign’ TOTAL Frssmcax of : Toral Close-up of a pof-rt type comic carton image Manos off: Ic was an adventure film. 4%lore-up of Picawo's painting “The Lovers? Feapwcanp of : Diadem of Blod. ‘Close-up of another painting, perhaps by Rowsul Manussre of: Toa Fexpeasn off: Tender isthe night. Mannose off: Tt was a love story. It was a love story Feapwanb off: Tender isthe night. Mannose off: Itwas a love sory. Tnsde the car at night, driving along a motoreay, the lights rocketing up and oer the windscreen as before. Clovesup of Fasne0ax0. Mantasve off: [think the best thing we ean dois 0 find my brother. Fexpnavp: What preciely is his racket ? Manian off: Oly things in Africa. Angola .. Congo Fexneanp: I thought he was supposed to be 2 broadcaster for Monte Carlo Televison. Mansa off: Yes. that too. Fexpwwaxp: Weve got to make a decison. Where are we going? ‘Clote-up of Mamas Mansour: We said Nice ... and after that perhaps Ttaly Feapixaxo off: You know that twelve thousand francs area't going to get us to Nice? Weld be better off abandoning the 40. Manus: Have you killed a man before, Perot? Fexoixaso: My same is Ferdinand. Why do you ask? Manuowwe: Because itll have a bad effect on you, you know’ Closesup of Fexoncaxo, Fenoovaxp 1 wonder what she told the police? Perhaps they haven’ questioned her yet. ‘Mantasxe: Don't be fool! She'll have said everything nasty about you she could think of - Fenomaxp: She's right. In any case, I'm pretty sony for her ‘Manuave: Sorry? Men like you ae always sorry. But always too late TLone-thot ofthe car drawing of the road onto a verge 46 When the headlights go out the only thing visible isthe indicator winking Close-up as they kts each other tenderly and pastion- ately. Afterwards he turns the inside mirror round and Tos at himsel init Maniasxe: What are you doing? Fexoxano : Tm looking at mysel Manuwoer: And what do you see? Frsorano : The face of a man who's about to throw himself lover a precipice at a hundred miles an hour. ‘She moves the mirror and turn it s0 she cam see her oun ce init Manuasxe: Well, J can see the face of a woman who is in Jove with a man who is just about to throw himself over a precipice ata hundred mies an hour Frsprsanp : 8 kiss me then, Muse fader in Another long-shot of the car atthe ride of the road, the indicator stl winking. Close-up of comic-srip cover for a crime novel. A gil with a revalver pointing at the camera, The word “RENDEZVOUS.” Fasoxcaxo off: The following day. The following day. Long-thot of the car driving along the road. Fenomano off: The following day, The following day. Maztasxe off: We see the 404 Fasorcasn of: . . arriving in a litle village in. Central France Manuesne off: There's almost no petrol Fusonaxo off: inthe car Manwsxe off: Marianne Fexomano off: ...and Ferdinand Maxuasne off: stop in font of a Bar ‘Lonz-thot from above, the car arrive: outside @ small village Bar, They leave the car and go inside Manse of : They order something Frsomano of : ... wondering Manure off: how they'll pay frit. ‘Medium shot of the interior ofthe café. While ordering they listen anxiously o a transistor radio. They hold it ”close to their ears 10 that no one else will hea. Same shot from the front. (Still on page 12) Manso off: The police are broadcasting their descriptions ‘on the radio, Fenpmxacm off: People look at them suspiciuly Manus of : The police des Fenoncan of : People “Manna of : The police des Fraoncan of : People Maas off: The police des Fanpxano off: People look at them suspiciously. Manuwsose off: There was there Extreme close-up of @ young man who speaks about hinself directly nto the camera. Youe Maw: Lazio Kovacs student, barn 25th January, 1936 at St. Domingo, exiled by the American invasion, iving in France asa political refugee; France, the county of Liberty, Egjalty, Fraternity Extreme closexip of a young woman who speaks directly into the came Youxo Wosexs Viviane Blasel, born 2ist March, 1913 at Marvels, Er... Tm twenty-two years old and I work at the perfume counter in a large store at Auxerre, Extreme close-up oan old man On» Max Eté Andre, born 25th May,1908 at Eure-e-Loir. Sintytwo yeas old. At thie moment employed a a flm-xtra, Mamasore and Fexpgcaxo are sting on a sep in front of a blue door; they look as if they are talking to each other ut they are not Fanpocaxo off: Let's tell them some stories. They will feel sorry for ws when we move them with words ‘Manuoor off: But what shall we say? Fexnaaxo off: Tt doca't matter. The Siege of Consanti- nople or the story of Nicolas de Staél committing suicide. don’t know or the one about William Wilson, who met his double in the street one day, and then searched everywhere for biz, to ill him, When he'd eventually done it, be found out he had killed himself, and it was his double who was sil alive. 48 Manuusoce off: Okay, they might give us some money after a Medium shot of Mawusxsn, talking to Laz10, the Oo Max nd another man at a café table, ouside. She is estculating willy, embelluhing her weird and wwonder- Tal tales with dramatic getures, to enance her hold over her audience Fexomaxo off: Marianne, who has the eyes of both Aucasin| and Nicolette, tol them the story ofthe young and handsome Vivien, nephew of William of Orange, killed onthe plains of Alican by the bullets of thee thousand Sarrazines. His blood flowed from a thousand wounds and yet he battled on alone, having vowed not to retrace a single step. Oh! . <0 young land handsome, why such a vow 30 noble, yet so mad? ‘Medium shot of Feanmsax talking 10 the young girl ‘and her boyfriend, who continue to drink, obviouly bored. Manasxe off: At fist, Ferdinand told them the story of Guynemer, but they weren't latening, So then he told them about the summer, and the desire that lovers have to breathe the cool evening ar. ‘Langeshot ofthe sea in bright sunlight Close-up of «painting by Renoir of a nude gn Same longshot ofthe sea, the sun glistening on the waves Manuasxe off: He spoke to them of man, of the seasons of tmnexpected encounters, but he warmed them never to ask what came fist: words or things, or what would happen to us altensarde ‘Faxnncaxo holds out hit hend expectontly to his audience bur receives nothing. Longeshot as they return to ther car parked in front of the café. The car is hemmed in by a car in front and ‘another behind. Fexpisaxo start: the car end lurches forward, hits the car in from, sams hit into reverse ‘and hits the car behind whichis unceremoniouty shoved ‘back a fw fet. Now he has rom to get out. The people in the café hace leapt to their feet but have litle time to protest. His car tears out into the street and they drive away. as Maxune’s voice is heard 9Manuoont off: fel alive, that's ll that counts! Quick shock-eut of to care driving in diferent dive. tions as if straight into eack other Closeup of the comic-sirip. cartoon characters in the large book they have had with them throughout the fl 42 hard cover edition of the well known comic that a! French children read, "La Bande det Peds Nickelés? als ‘he camera pans across page of the book, we see the three heroes," Croguignot , Pilochard” and * Ribould- ingue.’ Piano musi Longshot as the car comes to a halt on @ witd deserted toad between an avenue of plane trees, and far from any signs of habitation. They get out of the carom each side ‘and tae a closer look at something happening offscreen to the lef Mantas: Ive an idea, Fexpweaxn gets back in the car and she moves off et followed by Fenoissxo driving the car. As the camera ans after them we see the remains of « wrecked car Ht has crashed vertically against « pylon, and the bodies of « man and a woman are hanging out of the door ‘and windou, smothered in blod.® Fextusaxp drive their ‘ar round cose fo the wreck. Mawaxxe jumps round ‘excitedly, delighted by the good idea she has jut had Manuaxne: We can make it look ike an accident and then the police wil think we have been killed, Eh, Pierrot? ‘He gets out of the car and slams the door. He does not share her indiference or enthusiasm. Disgruntled as usual he refuses tobe called Perr. Fenpwvaxb: My name is Ferdinand! My name is Ferdinand! Medium longeshot of Fuxowaso getting back into the ‘ar to drive it even closer to the wreckage, at her com ‘mand. Ske runs back onto the road, long round ex- Citedly 0 see if thee are any police cart or unwanted witness in sight. They argue as he gels out of the car ‘and takes their belongings from it, handing them to Manna “Manugove : Come on . listen. There’ nothing to it! Editor’ noe: the slo page 12» production til, 50 ' What? Set the 404 on fire, so they Frsomaxn Mase: bum too Frsonaxo: Ugh ... always fire, blood, war Manasxe: But lsten, it's my idea isnt t? Drive it nearer stil! You knov, make it look authentic. We're not in the tinema you know! But nearer, nearer. and hurry up! He finally gets it near enough for her satisfaction. He takes the lst things from the back seat and goes to collect 4 few things from the boot. Frsomaxo: Damn, I've no matches, let's go ‘Manunxr: That's no problem, Give me the gun. Fanorxaxo > Christ! Tes the same type that killed Kennedy ‘Manasse: Yeah, didn't you know it was me? Look, get out fof the way, 'm going to shoot Frnoixann i trying to drag the case out of the boot fof the car when she orders him to gst out of the way: Fexonxasp : But wait a minute! He leaps back asthe takes aim, Medium close-up of Mantas with the gunsights to her eyes the preses the trigger The car explodes into flemes, ashe staggers up to her side, ou of breath believe we've been ‘Masuasx: Ie hurnsjal'y well, doesn’ i? Fexoncaxo : Yes, but you know what was in that cate? Manuccse : No, what? Fexoanp : Dollars. the ones you were looking for in the apartment. Manav Stupid bastard tell me on purpose! Fasoncaxo: Right Manuavse But you realise what we could have done with all that money? . . . Gone to Chicago, Las Vegas, Monte Carlo stupid bastard Fexpmaso: Yes. me_. Florence, Venice, Athens. Come fon let's get going. Traveling isthe esence of youth. She it heartbroken, and stays looking atthe car, thinke ing of all the money burning. He turns and walés away from her, towards the fields. She follows reluctantly. Longcshot of the wo cers, blazing magnificently at the {Pm sure you knew and éida'tfoot of what i now seen to be a sort of derdlic road- bridge, perhaps built im the war, bul now sercing nO ttf purpore whatever. A bridge joining nowhere 10 nowhere. The camera pans very slowly round to follow them ar they walk on into the far distance, the black amoke from the burning gasoline slowly obscuring them. Frspaxano off: Chapter Eight Manus of: A season in hel. Fexpaxaxn off: Chapter Eight Mantas off: We ered France Frnpixano of: ike spits Maauoene off: .. through a mirror Longethot of them walking down the middle ofa reer, hhand in hand; Fexoisax stil clutching the book under his arm. Sinister music. They seem happy on their river ‘adventure, The water gets deeper and deeper 50 they ‘move towards the bank and climb ou. Longshot of them siting beneath trees, protected from the world by the evergreen woods and lades of the Loire valley landscape. They get up and dance along lyrically, happy and free. The music continues in sniter counterpoint 10 their mood. (Stil on poge 30) Long-thot: they crest a deserted toad and continue thet tramp through the countryside. Mamas is now wearing a US. Army jacket over a red woolen pullover. Fewoavano of: Like spits Manusene off: through a mirror Fanowano off: Tsaw the café where, one terrible night Van Gogh decided teat off his ea. Manuasxe off: Compére, you're lying. What did you see? Frnomaxo off: Isa ‘Close-up: painting by Van Gogh of Café by night’ ‘Medium shot: they are sting in front of a“ TOTAL? petrol pump at a garage. He is reading the book, wearing ‘2 gangiter style hat and double breasted suit. She takes the cigarette from his ips and smokes i -Maxuaxwr# Laok Piero, a Ford Galaxie! Frnpnano : My name is Ferdinand. Yes. 62 ‘Mansons: Go on, show me you're a man, 82 Frmpwavp: Wait! When I've finished. He reads: * Having covered quite a distance they arrived in sight of the Bayorda desert which they had to eros in order to get to Khartoum, “Damn there's no shade” cured the Pieds-Nickeés, venturing ito the tract of sand beneath the scorching sin * We'd have ‘been much more comfortable and beter of in the shade’ " ‘Manwoovr: Make up your mind of I'l hiteh-hike on my own. Famovexo : Okay let's. Long-shot of Fenoisast helping her up from the ground and again they dance and foo! around at they make their way towards a huge open American car jutt being driven into the garage, Medium long-shot: he beckons to her as they creep ‘ound the car. Its occupants, a man and woman, get ‘out and go into the garage. oust: Give it a service! To his wife * Okay, come on Mimi Manuuswe hider behind the car. She then creeps round it and Fexonsaxo opens the door for her. She sips into the car asthe mechanic comes up Frapivano las to him atthe cor goes up on the pneu ‘matic hoist He moves under the car and turns it round so tis facing outwards Feapoeaxp: Wouldn't you fancy a car lke that, eh, son? Mecuamac: You bet I would, Fezpxcaxp: Wel, you'll never have one. He calls up fo Mauasst in the car to throw him down its owner's jacket from which he takes the money to bribe the mechanic to let the car down. Dramatic music Fraoxaxp: Marianne! ‘The coat! Hey kid... woulda’. you like to eam yourself ten thowsand francs? He gives the money tothe boy, whe lets out the pressure from the machine and the car comes sol ond painfully down. Fenpovaxo get into the carat it reaches ground level, tare the engine and driver i axeay from the garage like a lunatic, surging out into the road with Sereeching tyres. Mawasoce uaves happily to the world tt they speed aivay in their stolen American car. Cut to shot of the clear sky withthe tun blazing down where ace the toilets? 33Fuxomasp af The countysde gradually becomes more Maso of Century afer century plunged into the Ginaneite eps Longshot the cor drives ofthe main rood down «side road ond then integra Gearing Manu jap ot She he cr atl wigs end fing thee thes Itoh ear baer enon Goon Gc the cthes away whe I turn the Carroumd «Yippee! + "The Fee Nickle! Stare: Huny tp hay op Femonaso twas ihe car rund wihou sopping, end iene after him jt manoing To lepine the Car art cree bck tse he mah tad Moe Snow wearing ¢ maueesrfed die obvi olen from the cr Tmt folie cer wth hom Baring and yew fight ashing, rvs done nao toad Been ahve Neon sgn flskng “VIE? (tan of sign say “avian (een woe Medium clieup through the fom winder of the far, an Fasano ite along the coi Tout F Southern Bronce, Mase i wading nerpape Faro ot Misuse: Noting pec! They interop er. She id Ahead en ogee naked in my ba You seen you thoght Ivana at! From ln tere anything ee? Masuoos Come on adit yo sill ret inereed Sn your wile realy “Short fick fom the Pry see, cay in the ot Motome Express Shoo ie neducngFeromano to Manso. Yel image of eroup of ants ting wed inking Sot of Fasama onthe ede hi ae throes the tad is Klee Wouas Rab! Nothing pariclr had happened. 1 don't bndentand a all He ot gone mad, tha at 1 Image as before, the 10 of them in the car, stem through the front windscreen Fexowano: Ah wel, when you diteh a woman, she says you've gone ou of your mind. Manuwcce: Oh... with men it ll ballshit! Fexpoaxo: True. by the way, I've no idea why, I've begun to sense. the feeling of. death everywhere ‘She turas on the car radio 10 loud that they have to show toeach other over the noise Manuaove : Tell me you're sorry. Go on, say it, say it. Farowsano : Oh, shut up, for heavens sake! You're geting on ry nerves... . No... The smell of death inthe countryside, in the tees, in the faces of women, in cas Masuasxe You know we'e going to be really fucked up without money — we eat even reach Italy Frromaxo: Wel, well just have t0 come to a stop ‘wherever we are, There's no alternative but to stop wherever Same scone ine from behind, Manuaxe: And what will we do all day? No... te vital that we find my brother fist of ally he'll give we plenty of Toot and then we'll find a che tle hotel. and enjoy ounives! Frnonaxo turning round and speaking divect into the camera: You see!» tha’ all they think abou, enjoying themsciver! Manusose also looking round, p ing 10? Fenoncso : To the audience Manaseve: You se, I tld you 20 You're mad to have done i. Fenoixao : No, "min ove Manav: Thats the same thing. She leans over and hisses him gently on the neck ‘Maxuaxwe: Personally, I decided never to fall in lve again find it disgusting Fenomaxo : No, don't say that! Don't say that... not that ‘Some shot sen from the jront again. She i leaning her sd: Who are you speak you are sorry alread 85head on hit shoulder as he drives with one arm around her Fexomano : Ten minutes ago, T could se death everywhere, now it’s the opposite. Look . the sea, dhe waves, the sky ‘Ah... fe may be sad but i's always beautiful. Suddenly 1 fel free, We can do exactly what we want w do. Just wate. “He swings the wheel ofthe car from sie to sie, violently, arrogantly, rocking the car from side to side ofthe rou. Fenomano: To the right... to the left. «lef, right ‘Maman : Little fol isle fol. He's following a straight line and he's got to stay with i ight to the end, Fenoneano : What! Then watch Very longshot: the car swings from the road and drives acros the grasy lope between the road and the sea. But the car docs not stop. FERDIAND drives it straight into the sea Faxoneaxo off: Chapter Bight ‘Manta of : A season in hel The shy, bright sux, and loud romantic music Frxomaxo off? Love has to be invented all over aga Manuanne of: True life les elsewhere. Century after century pphinge into the distance like tempest Fexoiano off: Ihheld her close to me. . and began to ery Manus off: It was the fist... it was the only dream. Longshot: they are hasily getting themselves asd their Belongings out ofthe car ae it gradually drifts out to sea, sinking, (Sil on page 29) Neon sgn flashing RIVIERA? Frxonaxn of : So, are you coming? Manase of: Ye. The beach, Fenowsaso is siting om the rescued suteaes Manus comes up and he gets up and follows her They walkin single fle along the beech, swinging their cases jaunty, their woices of. Masta off: Where are we going? Frxpncaxo off: To the Island of Mystery like the ‘ Children ‘of Caprain Grant’ ‘Mantas off: And what shall we do there? 56 Faxon of : Noting. We'l simply exist, ‘Manuawve of : On! layla. that’s going to be fon! Faxon of : Cesta vie Closeup ofthe waters edge. Two pais of bare fet walk Uvough the water. The camera tacks along following their Tootprints in the wet sand, until no. footprints remain, only some seaweed lapping to and fro in the Feennwno of: No, not at all. Fortunately 1 don't lke spinach, because T would crave for it if Twas deprived of it Td not be able to stand it. Te’ the same with you .. except the opps. ‘There was a film like that with Michel Simon, where he allowed himself to be pasesed by a gil Manuowse of : So! Have you helped yourself by wanting to change your life? Fuxonaxo off: I didn’t say all that just to be infuriating Long-shot into the tops of the tees, and upwards into the shy. Manuaocr off: In any case, you told me we'd see it right through to the end Fennixaso of: Yes. To the End of the Night.* ‘Medium shot: they are curled up on the beach aleep Tee night. Masunove.uncurls herself from him and, look ing up at the night-sly, rests her head on FERDXAND'S Body. As the camera pans up slightly, the flickering re- Alections of the mcon on the sea come into the image. ‘Manwsosr: You ean sce the moon very well, can't you?” Frxonaxo: I don't se anything unustal Manawe: Ob, but do. Me. . Tsee a guy up there Maybe its Leonov or that American». White Frxonaxo: Yes, tha’ true, I see him as well. But i's not a Popoff or a nephew of Uncle Sam, Tl tell you who iti ‘Manuaose: Who isi? Famonaxo: Ie the man in the moon. And do you know What he's doing? He's crosing himself like mad, Manusove: Why? Faxon: Look Maxusve: Why? FVeage au bout dela nuit» novel by Louis Ferdinand Clie 7Longethot of the moon. Fexomanp : Because he's fed up. When he saw Leonov land fen the moon, he was happy. AC long last someone to alk to! Since the beginning of time he's been the only inhabitant of the moor. But Leonov tried as hard ashe could vo force the | ave works of Lin eto his Head. So, as soon a8 White | landed, on his trp, he went for refuge with the American, He'd not had sime to say hello, before White sufled a boctle | I I of Coco-Cola down his throat, demanding that he said thank you beforehand. No wonder he's fed up. He’ leaving the ‘Americans and the Rusians to fight their bates down below. He's geting out. Manuwexe: Where's he going to go? Fenoano : He's coming her Close-up of Mawuaxe with her head in hit lap. He strokes her hair slowly end genily, and bends down and ise her shoulder. (Sil on page 29) Fenoniwo: Because he thinks you are very beautiful. He admires you... our ams... and your breasts. are very moving Manasoee quietly : Stop i, stop it Longcshot of the sea. The camera pans up into the thy accompanied by grandiowe music, building up 10 @ huge cima. f Manuuexe off: Chapter Seve. A bare stretch of sand. Suddenly two pais of fet appear Out of the sand, followed by arms, Reade. they hist ‘each other, sill half-corered with the sand under which they had buried themseler. Fenomano off: A poet, called revelver Manuuwve of: . Robert Browning Fenonano off: To escape from myself Mana of: |. Never Fenomxano of: Daring Manaxne off As much as T will be myself Fenoneaxo off: And you will be yourelf + As long as we both remain together in this Me, who loves you. 58 Manuwoee off: And you who rejects me. Frnoacaxo off: So much that one years to escape ‘Manusoxe off: Which loks far too much like fate FERDINAXD i siting om a@ chair on the top of a clif looking out to ta, He ie sill weering white jeans and a tried madras cotton shirt, On hit shoulder 3s ¢ mag- nifcently coloured parrot, which seems to be watching what Feepovaxp is writing in his notebook. Close-up ofthe pages in his notebook as he wcits Fanoveaxo’s diary: “T have decided to keep a diary. Such is the esence of that being, face to face with nature, who is tunable o believe. The urgency to describe it with language We live by hunting and fshing. Tuesday: nothing. Friday In English: my gil Friday. Experience of the flesh. The ‘eyes; human countrysides. The mouth; encmatopocias which diappear by becoming language. The language of poetry rises from the ruins. Friday; the writer decides t9 ..«(sord ut in half and incomprehensible). the freedom of others” Funan looks up and seet Manaxse climbing over the rock: tewards him, carrying over her shoulder @ long pointed stick, with a fh on the end which she has ‘peared. (Sil on pege 30) Fexpscasp writing in his notebook, as previous image. CClosesup of words being written in the notebook. Medium shot: Fexpwaxo puts the final touches to a home-made bow and arrow. He fires the crudely made arrow and there is a quick cut to. Manaxst. walking ‘along the beach with the fk, stil inthe air, om the end of the stick. She seems happy and gay, walking at the ledge ofthe sea Closeup of the diary Longshot: Fenorsaxo it drcing @ tractor with @ flat trailer behind it, on which Manuaxe is dancing and leaping around. Ske is shouting and singing, but her roice is being drowned by the noite of the engine. Ske ie dancing wih a transistor radio in her hand and only just ducks down im time as they go under the low hanging Branch of «tee. Closesup of the diary. The black writing is Being corrected 39by a red fen Long-thot: they are scimming in the sea and only thet heads appear, very small atthe bottom of the image. Closeup of the dary. Hei writing in ved again. Long-thot: Feapxaso is siting reading om a tee-runk in the woods. MAMAXSE comes up, her arms full of shopping. Fempexaxb : Did you get the books? Mantanse: Not ll of them, but I found some in the sale, “The author has the same name as yo. Fespnaxp: Ob, Ferdinand, Mantasse: You kneve? ‘She throws him the Books. He opens one and starts to read. Carried away by the words, and his own reading, he fompoualy mounts the fallen tree, shouting out the swords tothe whole world. (Sill on page 31) Fesomanp reeding: ‘I am the fre, Tam the light, T am miraculous. [hear nothing any longer. Iam ring. I pas by. «through the aie. ARY It to much. ‘ve sen happines before me . supernatural emotion! TFexpmano jumps off the tre to her side. She is carry ing some bread and a few magazines. Ske soon gets Bored with him reading, and breaks of some breed to eat. He circles round her, reading from the book in his lft hand. He carestes her shoulders, her arms, and her hai. Fsomano reeding: “And then. . T know nothing any more. I go forward . . inch by inch on my hands and I dare ... towards the right... Ttouch . lightly stroke the hair of a fairy... of the wonderful, adored Viesnia |" Mamaxne is by now very bored with Feromaxo's reading. She tills up the cover of the book to read its file, and does 50 to insult Kim Mantasne: * Guignol's Band"*! Right, are you coming? ‘She stride off leaving him to follow her, sill reading from his book. He follows her down the trail toward: their while stone cottage nesting under the lif. They reach the cottage and Mantaxne flings the food on aol by Lone Fetinand Clin, 60 the wooden table in the patio and goes into the cottage through the open window. ‘Fexowaxo reading’ Sublime happines! Ab! . I found ‘myself in an ecstasy so intense that I dared no longer move. Happy to the point of tears, numbed by happines I am quivering quivering... How my hearts swelling, burning ‘me. Unavoidably I burst io flames. I am in space .. 1 cling to Virginia.” Fenounann is noo siting in the patio. A tame fox and the parrot are sitting on the table, MAawuAxx. grabs the book from Frxonsaxo's hands and starts to read from it eral ta lst resort to stop him reading. Manus: Here, give it to me. Reading: * You promised me Ghina, Tibet, Mr. Sosthene the island of Sonde, and. ‘magic exotic plants. ? Where is all that now, ch? Funbaxann git! some food tothe fox, and opens a bottle of Beer for himself Ar Mawaxse reads, she playfully bangs the fox on is Read ax if giving i a lesson Masta: Ah! ah! Tam confronting him with his es! ‘Close-up on the parrot whick squaots loudly Fenomcaxo off : What day iit? ‘Closeup on the fox's face: it has just fished eating Masuosve off: Friday. Frnoxaxo off : You'l never leave me? Manse of : No, of course, not. Frxonuo off: Of couse, not? Extreme clo-up on Manse, looking very sad. After replying to Peamisaso the turns ond looks straight into the camera and then back at him. She repeats her reply ina diferent tone, and fooks into the camera agzn, then looks down, implying that tke is lying ard thet the is atl ashamed of hers. Master: Yes, of course .. . Yes, of coune Close-up of Fexoexano's diary Frannvaxn's diary: ‘ Each picture, each book, presents its centre being to the freedom .... audience ... Thursday poetry .- he who loses wins Tongethot: Masts it walking barefoot at the edge of the sea, shouting and crying lo the winds, inging stones 6into the sea, her logs tet with the seater, her har pulled 4p behind but wildlooking, and her eyes screwed up ‘against the sun. The camera fans to follow her as she passes Fexpvaxo sitting ov a ruined breakwater, writing in his notebook, his parrot perched om his knee Manuasne: What am I to do? .. T don't know wht to do! What am Ito do? .. I don't know what to dat What am Tt0 do? . 1 doa’t know what to do! Fexmano shouts at heres she walks fas, and then he reads out loud to the parrot from his diary. MARIANSE ‘comes and sts at his side, rests her Body again his, ‘okes her finger at the beak of the parrot and sight out loud... she ts desperately and agonising bored. He is Ccompleicly absorbed in his trting «the rests her fore- hhead Himply on his shoulder as he continues fo read. Fenonsano : Keep sil, I'm writing! ... "In the end that is ‘what ifs all about” You are waiting for me 'm not there... Tarsive . 1 ome into the toom Tmo longer really exist for you from that moment. whereas, before, Twas alive... Twas thinking. T was slfering perhaps That is what tie all about, to show you are alive thinking of me... seeing me at the Same time, alive for that very reason.’ I'l underline that. Close-up of the writing in the diary. Voices off over the veords onthe page. Fexomaxn off: Are you sill thinking about your brother and the story about arms? Manuasvr off: No. Closeup : Fexoacanp turn: to her and they talk quietly, with resignation. (Still on page 32) Faxoncaxo : Why do you look uahappy? Mantaxxe: Because You talk to me with words and I look at you with feclings, Fraocuxo: Its imposible to have a serious conversion with you. You never have ideas. Always felings Maxuwovs: But that’s not true! There are ideas in fecings. Frxomaxo : Good. We will try to have a serious conversation, ‘You are going to tell me what you love, what you desire and T'lldo the same. Olay then, you start. 82 | | | | Manuoose: Flowers... animals the blue ofthe sky - music T don't really know and you? Furonaxo: Ambition .. hope tof things ‘accidents... and what ee? .. T don't know everything ‘Longshot of the same scene, Lethargically she leaves his side and walks ecay to the edge of the See, once again Finging stones in the water, til unhappy and bored. Mantasxe: You see I was right five years ago. We will never understand each other. What am Ito do? don’t know what to do... What can I'do2. . I don’ know what to do What am Ito do? .. 1 don't know what to do Closeup of Fexowaso’s writing in the diary, with many amore sribbles this time Frnowaw's diary: * Saturday... .erticsn to... approbation of life... death ‘ut |. Sunday, she opened the Monday. very. Tread very much Montage of images from comics and covers of psper- back novel Gover ofa detective novel Photograph of a older Cover with a picture of a girl and the word “ DEATH” ‘Mantanne of : How are you doing, old man? Fenpuxaso: I'm allright! Fanpscaxn is siting in the patio ageint a white wall Hr talks straight into the eamera imitating the voice and ‘mannerisms of Michel Simon. Franreaxo: T've found an idea for a novel. No longer to write about people's lives. . but only about lie, fe well. What goes on between peope, in space .. like sound and colours. ‘That would be something worth while. Joee tried, bur one rust be able, ought to be abl, to do better. ‘Medium longshot of the same scene. Manuese joins him at the table, throwing more Books, this time ot his head. They have an argument Manta : Here are yout books Fenoxaxo: But they're not what I asked for! ‘There's one itis posible He erate: ths word and afterwards 6rising. I asked for five boots. Mantas : I Bought a record wo, lok... Fexomano : I told you only one record for every fifty books. ‘Music comes after literature! ‘He grabs the record and flings it to the ground. She looks at him at though this isthe lst straw, shouts at him —and samp: on the record to destroy i ‘Maxtaste: If that’s what you want, my friend. - my dear friend! Tl pay you in kind . . . You'll get your moneys ‘worth! Fenorxan off: What's all this now? CClore-up on MARAsse. She is alternately insolent and sad. She ion the vere of tas. Mantasxe: know how to write moronic rhymes as well! ‘exDeaxo off: Whats the matter, Marianne? Manuasce: I'm fed up! I'm fed up with ‘un, with the sand, tinned food, everything! ‘with searing the same dress every day! away from here! ... Lant to lve! Fenosxaso of: What do you want me to do? ‘Mastaxse: T don’t knove, 1 want just to go. Anyway thrown away the money we had to Keep us forthe winter. Fesorao off: Where did you throw it? Maman: Into the sea, you iiot! ‘Longshot of the tame scene, She grabs hit bookt and flings them all over the place. He lights @ cigarette, trying 10 look cool. As they orgue, he Puls his hend on her shoulder Manuiswr: There you are! Fenpnano : But you're mad, Marianne. If you want to leave haere so much, atleast we have to have money At the mention of money, she turns round and saps kim acros the face Manuaxxe: ‘There are lots of tourists who come in on the boats. We can seal some from them . . . Come on Oh, come on, Perot! Fexoneaxo : My name is Ferdinand “He turas round and stalks off, hurt, feeling itis over between them... He climbs up onto the roof. She Ye ea, with the Tim fed up want to get a shosts up to him. He walks over the roof and the camera ‘bans round following him as he runs down and jumps of felling tothe ground. ‘Mastaxce: Come om nov the Jules Verne novels ate fished Now we must start again lke before with our detective stories with car, revolvers, night clubs. Came on! Fennixann picks himaelf up ofthe ground and runs after her to the beach. They walk along together, perhaps accomplices again. Fenorxano : Wit for me, Marianne! really exit then? Mantaoee: You know, it's relly funny! You never believe Does your brother Lomgeshot: the camera pans down the tall pine tres They are walking together through the woods, Fexot axp i sill carrying his notebook and reading from it Manuosce: Listen, if we find Fred and he gives us some money, why don’t we go to Miami Beach? Deep down Think you are a coward Frnnmann : No. Reading: * Courage consists in remaining in- side oneself, next to nature, which holds no account of our disaster. ‘Mananxe: Are you going t hurry up? The tourist boat i about t leave Fennacaxn sits down on a fallen tee, determined to finish his writing. She sauntee of along the fallen tre, Ddancing, but atthe last minute turns and waits for him to stop writing Franxaxn : Give me your lipstick, Writing: ‘Inthe end, the only interesting thing is the part which human beings take. ‘The tragedy. is that once one knows . . . what one wants where to go... what one is. everything stil remains amytry.. Manuaove : Like the smell of Eucalypos. Frxoixano : Eucalyptus, that's it Manus: You don’t sy! Faxon writing: * And life resolved is this mystery never 69Muna: You get moe on Pa! Fomooano: Shut up, Vigna = Fanos erp a fll Clana of Peon dry Pex diy Sauday parle the te “Lonpts camer ns ecru the in tea they ran ‘nd walk log ena them. The eo he eas ir deloaag Clap of the dary Fenuo' dry: *Satrday $m. In oder to get same mone, we id same drawings fr the tary me Portal Gmpion fier rout col he word "our" ad art inaead "moder save" Sound of erp ot ‘bende Mad so of Stans a Fotos on ha ics pale on on of te wenten te Thy Ie dren hag fot ef Mn Tictan ead sett ive indo" vem Voc of Hey, what ae you ding thee? Hey you . hey, you. * i Nisin et Ata diam sho of Ameen tows, dining why and ein deine mv anomie nat acy hs a sailor and his gist = on Tt dott mater; polls wil tave 0 be hanged God, herent eb exe " aston What? we are dead men on Frsonno: We can ac a Hie heat kth, May they'll give us some dollars. Movie Matter Ye ut ha? Feo Ido hn: Someting that wl ame then Manuseve: Thnow the warin Vietnam, " Gone of fe verte and he ome th 4 sd beter te fags apronnaion 9 eat fehter ' Paul et Virginie" by René Chatembiand 7 Hand against the shy with lighted matches — dive bombing. War sounds on the soundirack Clotesup: the American sailor enjoying it immensely, clapping and encouraging the performers Flames. Matches fll into the water and are extinguished: Medium shot of Fexwixano dresed in the officer's unix form. He talks and gestcuate sight into the camera Ina terble American accent he parodies his audience, biting out cork from a whisky bottle and suigging the whisky. He points a gun at the camera on the sound of bombs dropping. Fenowxanp: Sure... Yeah, yea New York .. Oh yeah Hollywood. Communist Manne is drested in mocl-Vietnamete costume and hat, Her face is painted yellow. She sings and talts in pieudo-Vietnamete getting more ard more animated as the tound of bombs dropping gets louder, Fexbxano's voice continues off with his Americanisms Clotecup of yellow paper and wnting as in the diary Uncle Sams nephew versus Uncle Ho's niece.” Short burst of machine-gun fe Feapwaxo is et a table slowly pouring himself a eae of whithy. Suddenly he turns round with his pistol land fies time and time again atthe Vietnamese Maxi- ‘Ne, too comer wailing at him from the bushes, filing her arma in the Close-up of the til laughing his appreciation Savon: Yeah man! [like tha, thats good . . damn good! Yeah man! Tike that. . yeah, yeah Fexpixasp in the uniform and the Vietnamese Mane continue to fght and scream at each other. Closeup of tiger from a petrol advertisement Closeup of the ted letters “SS” from “ ESSO” sign Sounds of guns and war continue on the soundtrack They collect money from the audience. Fexposaxp is very disgruntled by the small amount given, but Maxi ‘sxe makes up for it by grabbing all the money from the fice’ hand. 7Fenouwano : litle cas fr the artistes Awnicax: You know that did my heart good, fellow ! Fexonuxo : Shit! Only one dollar Manuasxe: Don't worry, Pierrot, Frxomaxo : Down with Johnsen! Axucax: Eh! What are you doing there Ay Manusore grabs the money they run away leaving the Americans shouting after them Mantaxxe : Long live Kenedy ! Avtenicans : Communists! Close-up of flames over the water, asthe outraged voices ofthe Americans continue of-sreen Close-up oftheir painting and the words‘ VIVE MAO Longcihot: they are still running aay from the Ameri- cant, They stop breathlets and start arguing. In the end Manus is abou! to g0 off on her ots Fenomanp: There we are, 1 routed them. Come on, les go back. Mantas : No, liten, I want to go dancing. Fexpxaso: No. come on with me, you can go tomorrow Fenoneann off : Next Chapter. Despair Manse: No, Pm staying here Fexnmaso : Olay then, Pm Fexonvasp of: Hope Mamaavr Yes, thats it then Foxoixasn off» "The search for lst mes Closeup of Manse talking into the camera Mastascr: Twas told they have dancing on the other side an going dancing, Too bad if we get lille, They will find ve anyway . and then? T wanted to buy myrelf a sramophone on Tuesday. I coulda’ do so because he bought himself some books. Anyway, I don't give a damn, but he doesnt seem to understand that at all. T don't give’& damn about books, ahout records, I don't give a damn about any thing, een money. What I want i to be alive Longshot: they are walking together through the tall ine trees Mansour off: But hell never understand what it means to be alive pack alone 2 The introductory music for a song fades up as they are wandering along in the woods together. He is souching ‘along with his hands in his pockets. Ske starts to sing and ‘dencet round him excitedly until he catches her mood ‘and tarts fo act out the words ofthe song, going down fon hie knees and hissing her on the hip at she points ‘loomily atthe lines om her hand. (Still on page: Maniasee singing : Tveonly alte fine of luck, ve only alte line of luck. Solittl luck in my hand That it makes me afraid of tomorrow. My line of luck, my’ line of luck ‘Tell me, my love what do you think? What do I think? What does it matter? Tes silly, but I love th line of your hip, “The line of your hip (My line of luck T want to cares it with my b The ine of your hip! My line of lek! Wea flower in my garden! Bot look at my tiny fine of luck But look at my tiny Tine of Tack Look at this tiny destiny So small, in the palm of my hand My Tine of ick, my line of lack ‘Tell me, my love, what do you think? What do Chink? What does it matter? Be quiet and give me your hand, "The line of your hip Manuoose singing + My line of lick Faas singing : Wea bird i the morning, “The line of your hip My line of lack, The frivolous bird . . . of our destiny Even such a litle line of Iuek, Even much a litle line of Ioek, Such a litle line of luck is beter than Fenoisaso singing Mantasse singing Fenoixaso singing Mantasne singing Fenoovax singing Fesoisaso singing Manusese singing 3Tes searcely even a mark on my hand. ' My line of luck, my line of luck Tell me, my love, what do you think? Fenpoxaxo singing : What do I think? What does it matter? Tim mac with joy, Every morning! ‘The line of your hip ‘Manuose singing» My ine of luck exwaxb singing + A bird sings in my hands, ‘The ine of your Manuasse singing : .. hip Fexpnvano singing > The line of my Manuuor singing : ... luck ‘Medium shot of Fexowaxo, in a Khaki uniform, sting in a field of grass, which is higher than his head. Very sloxly but emotionally, he talks tiaight into camera Fesorcano : Perhaps Iam dreaming even though T am awake Her face makes me think of mse. We have entered the age of the Double-Man, One no longer needs a mirror to speak to oneself. When Marianne says "i ea fine dy” wht in she really thinking? I have only this image of her, saying “it isa fine day. Nothing ese. What ix grined by trying to ‘explain this? We are made of dreams.» and dreams are rade of us. Tt a fine day, my lve, in dreams, in werds and in death. It iva fine day, my love . Teva ine day inl Longethot of a broad river. Funpwoaxo and Manaxse ‘are siting on the bows of a small hing boat whichis being steered up the river bya fuherman, Medium close-up: siting on the boat, Mansssoe still holding her lite woolly tey dog, hata pink rose betiecen her breasts. Shei making up her face Fenoixano : You know what I'm thisking? Manuoxe : Couldn't cae les. Frxonano: Oh, Marianne, les not start all over again! Mansnscce: Tteld you to leave me alone. Anyway, I'm not starting all over again, I am continuing. Someone shouts at them from the quay. Mamsevt looks Lup from her mirror and is suddenly angry. ™ Manuose: Oh shit! Fenonvaso : What iit? Mantas: Shit! shit! shit! Fenoixano : What the hells happening? Longethot: the quay, seen from the travelling boat Running along the quay is the Moots, seem earlier in the flm when Maswoore and Fuxpovaxn were leaving the apartment in Part. He is wearing a captains uniform, ‘and running with him it gil in blue jeons and a blue ‘and white striped pullover. The Mavoxr it jumping up ‘and down in excitement. As he shouts towards the boat, he takes the girl's hand, pulling her towards the point there the boat is going to reach the quay. Close-up of Manusexe. and Fesba:axb on the boat. Manaxxe: You know what you ought to wite in your novel? Fenomano : No, what? Mansswe About somebody taking a walk in Paris suddenly he sees death 20, he promptly 8 out for the Midi t avoid confronting it again because he thinks that his time bas not yet come. Fesoxanp: And then? Manusxwe Then he drives through the night as fast as he can and in the morning he arves atthe sea. He gets a lift in a lorry, but gets killed . just at the moment when be thought death had os track of him As she stalking to him of death, ther boat passes under 4 Dridge and their faces go dark in its shade. Longathot of the boat as it comes into land at the lite inland port, Ske stands up on the bow of the boat as it rite towards the cemera. She shields her eyes from the blazing sun. She jumps of the Boat before it tops, tur ing to Fraoavasn to make him hurry up. He hesitates, bout she drags him off as he flings some coins into the boat forthe ekerman. Mannose: Come on, hurry up! Frnpnsaso : We've got plenty of time! ‘Manus : No, no, 1am afraid. You stay there. ‘Manuwove forbids him to follow her as she goet to speak 8{0 the Mapoes, soho by now i leonng asin sports $i car and shouting into a walkie-talkie. 1s . ie You se, people always meet again in thi ie. Marcos: Wa yee want) She foes back 10 FERDINAND tho is obviusy ready to beat ip the Miooer. Manus rads him fo one sd, takes hs hend, end rifles air efor se eaves him She dances «couple of tps for hi benefit she als suc along the quay Manuoo Tbe ack n ve minstes Exons yo ma TH best te el atin Maas: Noo, Tm going to tl him sone esto get id ot him. T hae find out where Fred Perot Fuspavaeo: My name is Ferdinad. Otay, okay Manasvn: Olay Mami Fraoovaxo foci of sone towards vestrrant rear the beach, The git the striped. unper follows him, sean Dor Hace of eh Sai Pierrot ! siialieaalalh ue He herd tums round as he walks avay Gites ofthe day Frxoovaso's diary * Eros in this seme, bears rostalgia of comimity-contadicts eur seperti Cleats ivsons thi dere ofthe mnt werd tered out past ao ted with and the murder Longshots Foca enters the retewan! trough en ‘ten window. Tvs empty exept for red unted wooden {thls and chai and «Mercedes cov mysteouy forked in front ofthe ber. Muse Bares from the ike bor” "Everything ‘sang bays Madame ls Ma quis, everything gos badly Frasca gor fo the bares the gil in the stied Jumper comes in through the door. She oss to the jutebor and sett dancing fo the muse Frxonaxo: Two beer Bar Gn. Two? Fennovaso: Yes, When T finish one, 1 sill have anche, Pierrot 6 Fenoman picks up a newspaper ftom one of the tables and rts doen at another table near the car. men in a ted pullover comet up to the table, slaps FHRDIAXD on the back and sts down next to him. Max: You remember me? Last year at Fontaineblew you stayed at my place ... I lent you 100000 francs . . you seduced my wile With the last remark Fenorxaxo remembers the situation Fenoinanp : Yes, thats right! Mas: So, you'te in the Mii, then? Fraomanp: Yes, I'm hereon the coast. Max: You're allright? Fenomano : Fm fine ‘Max: Cheero, then ‘The man get ip and leaves Fexowaxo who drink his ber and reads his newspaper. Bar Git. : Ate you Mr. Griffon? Fespmasp: Yeu ‘Bar Gia: You're wanted on the telephone, Feroexasp oer to the bar, picks up the telephone and Titens, Altera pause he reps Frapivano: My name is Ferdinand, It's me ‘Medium shots Masuaxst on the telephone in @ room uith white stone walls and a reproduction of a Picaso painting behind ber. Mantasne: Tm all screwed up. They are completely ma, youknow I promise you, t's no joke. Mantas’ conreriaton is interrupted by sounds of the walhietalkie. She pus the telephone down hastily ar the Mincrr comes through the door behind her, « large Coca-Cola bottle in his hands. She grabs a newspaper ‘and holde it im front of her face as he picks up the tealkiectalke and shouts incoherently into it. He takes {piece of paper from a typewriter on the table betteen them and reads from it into the walkietlkie, He moves pest Mantas oho matches the paper from his hand fut he manages to grab it back. The camera pans with him as Manisosr pute dew the newspaper and watches him, obviously determined not to let him out of her sight ”Without him noticing, she takes out a pair of sesors ‘and hides them behind the newspaper, The Mavcet puts the walkietaltic down on a huge wooden crate whichis standing below a * Playboy’ fin up on the wall. He takes @ number of les from the top ofthe crate as he shouts into the other room to MA ‘xe. He begins removing a numberof rifles, revolver, and automatic weapons from the crate. Maer: If you don't tell me where you put the money you're going to see. . we'll trture you with electricity like during the war. And thea, like in Vietnam, well stip you and put you in a bath fall of napalm and set the whole thing alight. Longeshot of Frxowxann running out from the café to- wards the camera ‘Manuaie of: No, make it quick if you don't ming. Longshot of FeRoIaxb turning acrow the end of long street ‘Manuawne of: You cam kiss me however you like . Tl be very kind to you again. Close-up of Maniax on the telephone. Manuawve: Then come quickly Longshot ofthe beack, The camera zooms back sharply in three movements from clote-up of FeRDQaxD running ‘along the beack, panning over the roofops and ending in a medium close-up of Masanssé on a balcony looking down at the beach. Im her hand is the scisior which she ominously hammers on the parapel. The Mivcet comes up behind her and surprises her as he cocks the pitl in his hand, loads it with five Bullets, and points it at her head. Sinister music. Ske bangs the scissors on the parapet, behaving as f she isnot really seared, and ignores (Stl on age 68) the pistol levelled straight at ther head. She monchelantly trims the split ends of her hair with the seinors Longcihot of Fexorxax running towards the tll aprt= iment building where Masansse it being held pritoner. He half stops and looks up, shouting up to her that he ison the way 0 help her 78 Interior of apartment. Very wide angle distorted close-up of Mmozt; Kr arm holding the pistol moves round unit point straight into the camera Exterior longshot ofthe tll building. Interior. Very wide angle distorted shot of Masur, the scizors in her hand chop-chopping inches from the lens, from righ to lft, opposite t0 the movement of the Murr and the pistol. (Still on page 65) Medium shot of the ground floor of the building. Fennovaxo rushes fn and taker the if, just ax two Mie in light grey suits enter the building. ‘The Taxi Max with jar hair and pale blue eyes isthe one teho was with the Mavor at the beginning of the fim. He it talking into a walkie talkie te. ‘Tat, Max: Well have to walk up Hello, Jimmy Fenpnsasp breatlety arrives through the door of the partment and starts to look round. He picks up Mass xne's ved diets whichis laid over the typewriter, On the floor he tee the Manors lying face downwards, dead, the scissors embedded in hit neck. There i blood every= there Franecasm kneels down and starts to take out the Clore-up of the Mioor’s head as Fenonaxo pulls out the blood-tainedsceors Feapoxaxn: Beautfl, magnificent deat TFenpocaxn stands up pulling out the scistre with a jerk He cleans the Blood off them with Mamusexe's dres. As he dors $0, the Taz. MAN enters the room behind him and stedlhily moves towards the Mipoxs, Faxp0sax turns sharply and to his amazement, ses the Ms lift up the Mizoxr by his feet and lay him unceremoniously over the back of choir. Frnstwx makes ar if 0 leave, bru the Mase Bars his way ai the door Ferpovasn turns and ties to leave by the window that leads onto the balcony but is met there by the OvuER Mas. into walkie-tlbie for such a small 9‘Tau MaN: What are you doing here, my friend? Fexpuvanp: Theard a noise — 1 lve downstais The Orwen Max adcances and Fexoixaxo backs into the room. Close-up of the Taut Max with pale blue eyes, who tealts slowly and menacingly towards camera, rating his right hand asif for a karate blow wap in prof of Fens bracing him forthe Tau Max: Knock him down! le ofthe head rm the Pc panting onthe (Onuee Max : Well use your special method, The Picasso head turns upside down. Agoning sreams and blows on the soundtrack (Orne Max : See, kid? Who i te strongest ...? Close-up of head of girl from axother Pear painting. Onuex Max off: What have you done with the money from the 104? ‘Taut Maw off : That's int the bath The Tata Max leads Fempesax towards the bathroom awhile the Orie Max goet to the window and signals with his hand to someone down below. He picks up ¢ silver revolver. The Tait. MAX sticks his head into the room and they both go off into the bathroom. ‘Tats Man off: Remember, we have to go and sce the yacht Onur Max of : Listen, there sno towel. ‘TaLt Maw off: We can use that litle whores dres, Don't strangle him . . . simply over the face so that the air can't set through when we use the water. Closeup of Fanoaaxo in the bath, the pistol pointed inches away from his chin. (Still on page 62) Mantawxr’s red dress is put over his head. (Onwien Max: Look pal, TI help you by telling you what f know. Afterwards, Tl ask one question and I want a straight reply, without stalling. T know who you are. Your name i Ferdinand Griffon. ‘You were with Marianne when ae stabbed our friend Donovan, and you. you both Red with filty thousand dollars which belongs to me. 0 Sour, aed he star to choke The weter makes tm eee fee racy where Tea id ered the money PE oxo’ day Maybe se panicked. Thea = ‘T7frament for Hapacio Sinchex Mejvas” by Frederico Garcia Lees atThe sound ofthe approachin «very Long, loud hoot of the train's while, The camera pans tothe righ 0 that Fensnaxo i on the left of the feren. At the very lat mine he saggers wp fom the sreund end just escapes Being ht by the train, The huge {ngine Hast past the comers Though te whee of he trucks we see him sealking cay tends the high trast beyond the rainy tne Manus of: We met Festina agin as he each te Frans éf : Toaln ‘Longit af the Toulon dock, The camera pans over therrabbk ting i he ater and comes Wo on EEDNAND fing om the quay vending «newpaper Their voce of comin thedogue, 8 PPE Manus of: We se him wandering around the sets and sheharbour. He saysin Fempoaso of: The lite Palace Hote Manas of He's loking for Frannos of : Marianne Manusse off: He doc't find her. Days pass by. nthe Mteroons Ferdinand sometimes sleeps in the cinema, He contin to with dary Medium she of Foca gaint a red and whie sign on e wall: SOS." He lights a cigerete and flashes « Took atthe comer Fesoniax of: For words in the midst ofthe shadows area strange power of enlightenment Maataetr off Ofte things they sg in effect Clowesup of «drawing of Rimbaud wih celowed rowel dated goer hit foce presumably an alton to the ouch thal nme sxomsano of: Even if they are compromised in day to da Ennio of day to day Maausoe off: Language often retains oly purty Clore ofthe diary with ed lettering, Fema breaks dun the word MARIANNE into the words ARIANNE, (MER, AME, AMER and ARME, ‘Medium shot Penosave ina cinema aleep inhi set, 2 in fron of couple of sailors At the sounds oj war he teokes up and lok a thesereen- oxen Vay te be at DuNang, which Shea the pacipal sate penton ofthe Amencan ores, tus auaked by the Viecong, The daylight raid destroyed ven hits ‘Om the cinema serene te newsreel footage othe war Sena’ ba zing though Pay els sm ing nto the una, marines gig int bale Ccowsceron: Tn henge forte fn the Ameria SSiden were fighting side by side wit fore from South Viera and Ansa, in an allout efor t reduce the Vietcong reiance, Fonany i bored, He tke othe paperback stony fot he ew eoding atthe begining ofthe fm. Dit sin he ook pat the een. Gr the serena ilage ha i Being st lgh by the faery, who ove seen hickng the people they exe rom the Ramet contrite Tite of hs exe ofthe confit an the tulure of the Commonwealth Peace Mision, Harold Wien har declared hima ready to nterene in an efor Toward evental negotiations Frama resting hv book, The camera tracks into ‘ive toreap a ve ea sme sce fom the eee. We scent fom Godard short fm * Le Grand Breoe! Max's Yona: Your sory ends hee Wola Voter Wer he turned hi ack on me, leaving me wnt PPY ine secon Jan Seber is holding 4 Tomm. move meat lls. Cat to the image she i Phot Siping, hich seams to be longer of to people ona donkey Woman's Vonce: We are cartllyloking for that seinen one abandons the ftonal character inorder todbaver te wuc one mocha thing exis ay gh leap of Penomsa's ye lating ovr the book cyQn the secon, the closeup of the thre lenses of Jean Seber’s camera Faamevixn siting on the quay of the pot with the 3achis and small boat Behind him. He i eating a huge Picce of cheese which he covers with mustard, He's wearing sun slastes, a dark pullver and a ap Paascass off: Tam the Princes Aicha Abadi, and in spite Of the fact that I lok like a dol rom Tanagea, its nox oe T have authority, and T do not lite peopleto rast ne i want them to obey me Medium long-thot ofthe Princes, who is wearing along whit stole over a pink tres, and Ups ou red 101s in her bution hole and hair. She is talking fore young tailor who iseoling «rope patently at here Pancess:: Iam Lebanese by adoption in 1000 | married the Emir Abadic. 1am the Queen of the Lebanon in eae socials republic. And 9 T am incognito in Nice Beene np husband and I have terzble enemis and thete ia oie ‘om our head inthe Lebanon, Often I am shot at by meade Protected by Allah. In order to many the Emi Abadia T tad to convert to the Islamic faith. T have been wy Betus The Princess and the sailor start to mote down the gange tay. The Princes speats Yo Fexvevn Prncass: And the Marabout of At I right, Alex Take care to stop me from floating away. as there fey tide. and you know Fam very light. Help me, Ferdinead She holds her hend out t him. He puts dewn his cheese and leads her with his two hands towards the quay Pancras Ferdinand, we weigh anchor in an hows Fexpocavo : Very good, Princes Prunorss : Alexis, we will go int the tov, The suilor puts her coat around her shoulders and leads Fraorvano goes back to recover his cheese shen he hears aManasese’s voice shouting to him. Manuasse of» Piertot, Perrot, He stops and looks ast the camera into the distance, He reals back down the plank and comes closeup into the “He docs not seem particularly pleased at what e ses Longshots Mamasse is sitting on @ copstan wearing trousers, a sailor hat and a grey pullover ted around her neck Ske gets up and pirouette eround a flagpole, then they alk round each other somewhat embarrased at seeing tach other again Manusese: Perot, it's me Frapesaxo: My name is Ferdinand. Salut! Manusoxe You é Fexpovax: What are you doing here Mamanwve Tam kappy . . at st I've found you. ‘She pulls hs hat down over ks eyes, The camera pans to the right as she sts down agein on the capstan, He inv her and they sit back fo back ‘exnnax: Where are you living at the moment? Maeusoe With you, of cour, you idiot! I'm staying with oul T have been looking for you everywhere! Feensaxp: You only had to wait forme. .. after te phoning Clotesup on MAaxss Manns Bat that's what T wanted to do, T managed to get ont before the others arrived . .. then T ran to the bar {Gwar you not to come, but T didn't se you ther. So then Trevurned and I saw the others geting into a light blue Ford, t they had killed you, So afterwards mnt all over the place, I didnt know really where and I tho wards T Twat .. and T was scared to go ack tothe coast. One day met Fred by accident in a bar in Toulon «- «ye, yes in the Las Vegasin Toulon, Fexpovanp: How did you find me here? Manuesr By accident a wel Medium shot ofthe feo of them. Manus: Hs trie you know. 89Perowanp Thanks. ° es ‘Maxrawne : Pierrot le Fou! Soulmates moran wet Bac a Tar ce we Shida tan coats % wi flow you and comin our sary of Bod and thunder Totes ar me cer ny Moser’ You coming? fred wating fru Feros Otay 1s naling a ae Alby, smo asaowr inprup and rant of and Fetooano un ater her tompanet of the car park as they reach a dark blue, open ‘ie Romen ips ar Manas ves theo Fo i ig flows fos hi kat igh int theat Fron I don't realy krow what the poe ae up to West ite een in po ng Mame No, they are ese, they ave people 0 Savoy tenes ashing non ign CINEMA Tong the tar dite pote a al compound Sus sound he how and urd ps ap ond pene high wie ga, The camera pon wth the cers Moa dite tors lege more mowed the fa Fett: Why d things ke that? Mints: Ive tof ot wasn mei ile im! Fras hele fo ge ou the cr Same iene fom anther eng They go over tar the bea Faxon! is fanny to be alive fering ch a proces tno on Rar’ Oh, ye sunny! Hahaha Pease: Ie makes oe thnk he deoror Pepe Moko Manone Woo? Poona: PepeieMolo Manson: Wrest? Mamet: Rays you dot how anying a al! Fe ump to ta oat, Pease yr te he, Tear he teeing wp the engin, She goet op ‘CAS ahing, ond topo he tnd, The maar Iectiped anne St sbout you? Do you Iaow what you reine final nas? 1Faxoxo: Who, me? Lam a man. of seaaty Manas Says jou! Bow what you are, but eu dont Fraorsano: 1 oe. Tam ely huge quesion mask posed over the Medteranean heron Coseup of Feaons0's dary. Blue paper. soni diy” Th rh itr th inde Pendent of ws in” our loge and of in Knowing some. thing... “ s * Cioieup of Manus siting at the back ofthe bow, fe hair blowing in the sind the sea bhind her reflecting then the bot ploughs throu it Faxoovasn of Are your arent sl alive? Manuow es they have never left each other The amt separated once, though. Papa was ging on'a tp: T dont kw where» anynaya ery sna tn. They dat have ennagh money io by two tikes, Mater accompanied on {0 the bus they boked teach other: She we al dan below, he atthe window At the moment the bs tare to leave, Papa got down fom the bus as quick she eal: He con't leave my mother. And a he was geting doen re the dora the fon, she gt up by the dor atthe bck. She ould bear to leave my father, In the end Papa decided settogvon te Fexpeavo: What were you doing while you were workin as a liftgirl? “ ie Manaswt Oh nothing ook a pepe faces ‘Fexpivaxp: Where was it? iii Manusve: Galeries Lalayete. Why all these question? Frapovaso: I'am tying t know exactly who yoo sre never knew, ven Sv yeas ago. Manus: Oh! Me" in jst very sentimental that’s all. You relly would be afoot find tha mysterio, Frans: And your rather, what does he do ec? never know wheter yore tclng stories or nat Mazusost: My brother oh! you knoe! Fraooamo: But wat was he ding at Té-Aviv? Matuooa: Well" lten at this oment there is wa in the Yemen. You're relly not upto date with snyting He gets money from the Royalist government. ade 2 Frsowaxo: And the olen? They work for the Arab Lage? Manasor: One docu’ know. Almost ceil Fiaonaso : He bata woupe of dasce realy? Maassr: Whats tat o you? Fiamean:, Whats the pont of having a cover for ams trating nowadays, when i sboxt oeal? Nanamnt: Whave tat to do with 304? Famous: Tell me! Mauss Olay Til tell you Ta ne hou thee are thee thousand sx hundred com none da, hat makes arn fhunared ound, In an average Ie, that males about to hundred and ity milan of seconds. Since we have how each ote, ne have been with each other for about oni Ite add that up that means 1 have seen You Grip for one oe two lion sb ot of the wo hundred Sd fy mands which make up your fe. That's ot very froch Sot doesnt suprie me hat we don't know who "Elling records plying on @ portale gramon hoe becerouyblanted fog err the eg of Ihe cathe oud muse cae abruptly when the ater ‘fates ons the rend Denese of each A troupe of dancers oe prating om he sand a fhe fneround, Mame hands a gut toe man ined pallor and then on the dance The young men in chars of the troupe comes up. Pus come ound her and tes her Ts her brother” Fen She dances ound eathatcly The camera Frets log the send os Manus and her brother alk ‘Gong talling. The pop mute conics andthe dancers Cavotarusd thot madly ikea Mati eintng come te fe They all hou out numbers inte Wh the nun e wants to dt relly? soos Yer belt do anything Tak him. Oh! what a cer yoko Fru: Si veten ght Maire ies fanatic!» | Oneswosthrefoursive 3low-up of Fexsowsa's diay. He mates eoection ‘with a red pen. : ™ omasw's dry: *To ae clatly reo ranma dy early ih Longshot of Fexoeaso siting reading «newpaper a the fot of «tein fore caring. onal he car i ape anon er Bh, a St nto chales Fao’ hod, andthe al wale together. Manus it playful ond mater, Ferbane carry her ed plover. Fon: What st hat do? tno: You wl do what we el you Masusse: Listen, open youre and your ea and yu se very deay. You remeber the sent of the scapes? ‘She stokes hs ai and dances around hin a he tre ry ee ann of Ie alvays complicated wil yo, reas of No, everything is simple. onan of: Too many ngs happen atthe same tne Marat of: Nott al pe pes we long mostge of short nae flion, eed oof time tequnce which accompanied bythe ne of se ite an idea oj the chao any tm whieh Phases PBEM tment starry cont he hry fi and robbers ‘ ne ren ND of: There i ile arbour, ike in a novel by Longshot jrom above of Boats in the harbour Manuooe of : A sling ship, like in the novel of Sevens amber gto exaocisD off: An old brothel like in the no Fun Trothe, tke in the novels of A aris being driven through th pine fret Manus of A waiter becomes « millonsre save of Jack London. 3 ee Longshot of the quay. A man weering 2 weering @ captain's hat ‘and uniform, with a white dog on a lead, alling up o* the ganglank from a boot and coming towards the Fasoevann of: Tt is always complicated with you Manusor of: No, everything mpl Franosxn of: Too many things happen at once Maniovr of No. Finoovann ff: There are two guys who beat me up, like in 2 Raymond Chandler novel Mancow of And you soning The Ta. Mu with al ieee and is friend ae Titing in en open cor They post a Dlack ese between them which open and we see ful of lar, The ‘Onuen Mas check lovely and hands it ack othe Tate Mav Fannge of 1c noting alt Manus of The wat boy and me . and him... You Fenomano off... the yacht Manuest off: The old man is not Fenomaso of :-.- French "The man with the dog gets into a dark blue Bentley helped by a driver wearing a gangster su. Manuocse off: My brother cashed Frnomac off: the money Manta off: The others are not Feaomano off: . aware of what's happening ‘Longshot oj a red car. Ena hands 2 gun tothe driver inside. ‘Manian off: They ate going to be Fenpnano off: friows. “Lomg.shol of the dark Blue Beniley. The Tans. Mas ath the blue eyes arrives and hands over the case of dollars The man in the Bentley hands out some documents tehick they all sia. Manuanne of They are going > follow Fred, Welll get id of them Fexpmano off: And aftervards? ‘Funprvan al the scheel of the red car, lighting a Cigarette, his elbow on the windowsill. He is ansious 9%to leave. (Sti on page 66, Manse of: You'll do what you're od Longihot of the dark blue Beil being driven very {ait trough the sets towers the harbour, lsc followed the open, grey American limousine conten, fag the Tats Mot and fend Neon signs flashing LAS VEGAS? The sinter muse ‘suddenly stops andi folowed by iano muse A the fend of the neon sign the loud sinter mic tats eon, ‘Medium tht of Maswsose next to her Bue car. She is ‘seting dwn, looking trough the tlacope aig of rifle (Stil on page 7) Longiho of a tearing inthe pine forest. The ntey andthe American ear drive ini the daring. A shot {feed and the Benes drive oft ua the fry Amer en ea arts fla huge oped trp from the ees above it, covering the iver. and sopping te ar. They srugle under the Tope. The ted er tet the clearing drisenby Fexowa, Cloieup of Mawusxe sith the gun up 10 her eye Image sen through tlcopic sight. The teo mee strugaing under the rope net, Mamusae moses The i encn the ea te fo men ok ing, wating forthe moment fo re the Pigger Manse ofA woman can very ely Kil ppl. I ee Not mean ‘that because abe hat round reat and ‘oft thighs that she cannot massacre anyone she Hkes in ores to remain fie, or t defend heel Look at Gaba ce Vietam or Tae Manusove maneges to herp the Tats. Max's head inher sekitoecnoush Cloteup of Manso’ face mith the gum at her eye Se lok ap and then dun int the vag att Mi is shot dead by Manaus, Sill on pose 5 ls of Manus a he ols up agin sing a Longshot of the Bentley carerng down the sees of 96 4 town, Manuocse’s blue car driver across right; Frapnaxo’s red car from the left. They citle round and round until They ave cles enough to lean out of their cars for a (quick Hiss, Before they drive of madly agai in opposite Arections Fespixaxp: Hove you Mannisxt : Me too. angle the Bey nd the vd cr div ps tll tears ne the harbour, The ved ar aps end the Pony eae iat eto iets Fengas amps oxt of th er with iain’ hand He bb iy fom the impacto reer unt the Benes The dive i up is Kate iveagh the opens, axons print theBcto th cer ond ye tha the man the cpl’ nr has hen mde, Bu en thet net the ter on has the ier nthe ack of the hea Fro nde ta ath flo Fanos, che fet bee ing hear an die ey. emf Net Chapet-< Dagar, Next Chapter Taber Biter ecpiacs Femesc'n ved car die ps to hut sh line The camera pans te ng Lola wether ie mange drton emphasing theatre seth: ihe ved cr nics onside Bting ae (es pars hs tr ne to Mame ad peat feel glsting on stele anseats Tl mer have oo sen 8 young wom, lok Ings Hotywond in ar? tes Gime Temne of your bane Trae fhe boule sey. Namo, wearing Bue (Sn nd eT en a page) The camer an trom Mos (rete ering then pot night Nae eho er camenereksfruon! wal the ball ks see at rac eshte bl str foverd te i races eras tho telng of er 7shoes. She goer up to Femzous who has sat dow with the case on his lap. = tows Manus: Ital there? Fravow Ys Manuasve: Well mee again this evening as we aranged? Fenprxanp : Yes, Some people saw me. * ns Manus You ant Fesonvaro: [dont understand Manas: Fred wl apea nance mow Frsnnva : Why do yu let me down? Manus: Whats te matter? Frame: Nothing Fm king ashe woman who Manure But you koow, Piero ity thousand ls ‘enough to make anybody nervous. ° = Fons: My nae # Fadnand, Why dd yo kin me afew mines ago? Hat Bc I wane ‘romeo Kis me apt “Maxaooer: Non front of everybody Manis trier Yo take the ese fom Fanneso's lp. Ina fash he chutche i ike monae and pu i ste Beton hi pn. Moor ‘oder, lng om hr so, She als proven ey fom Fraooux: Why do you wear sch tight tower? She rtwns to hi and tris to tae the cate This time ante eben fannie: If thas the way you fe, my dear, why don' ‘you go back to Paris? me vy ae why can Fanpnss: Kis me Manure: Right, T undentand. You know, ifs nt to be so good for you now you've given us away. es Fasosas Shut up, Cassandra Manav What? Franncawo: Teal righ, i only the ie of i only the tte of «nove “He picks up « detective novel lying om the tabi, and Shows her the cover. She is furious and marches of leatng him alone hugging the ese of money 8 Manuve: Stupid idiot! ‘He jumps up end follows her. Fenorxaxp Lisen Marianne Medium skot of Manuaxve. walking towards her car outside He catches up with her ond they talk siting om the Manive: What? Fenowasp: TWA Nice, 3.15 Tahiti, An aeroplane, Let's take it. Manne: Both of us, evidently, you mean both of us, Fennrvaxn: Exidently, yeu ‘Closeup on Maniass looking bored to death. Ske Teans forward ax his arm lingers behind her shoulder, tuneary abou resting omit Mastasve: Evidently» it's fanny in French. in the end, words often mean the opposite to what they are sup- ped to mean. We say “evident” about things which aren't ‘evident at al Fenooano: Yes, me for example, it was evident that T ‘would not find the tle old man from the yacht with a bullet Tetween his eyes, and worse, it came out of the back of his skull. You know, don't you, that your brother killed him? Martane: That doesn’t matter to me. Most of all V'd like to go away, Ta like to beat the hell out of here, but Fred would find us and get his revenge. L once saw him get his revenge on 2 gi Fenpovas : Il poset you. “Mauusoe goes boo boo" at her litle woollen toy dog. Close-up on Frxosexe looking desolate. Manta off: Good. TI have to go alone, so that he won' suspect me, Fenpovaxp : Okay, beautfl Manucosr: Olay, handsome, Good. Tl go there since there's nothing more for us to Sty t0 each other. Meet me again in all an hour. Fexomaxn : No. Iwill count up to... 187 “Manu + You ae realy mad. TLonaikot: she hixes him gently on the lips. he 99ets ou of the car counting rapidly ot One 90 es fy fe, ay 58, ih, Nata And theca? Frmomun: On yur wey yortine: van art Sh stars rive eer sya ues cones tis courting igs he es tn the bdo kt snd tits of umphany Into of og aly. sow has nw reached {te bowtie camara ac dog te tering to here he aig Hoe song Uns ob the ne age of Me Medium so of Manat tecncled with er ter ¢tite him of the bot. The x en Pend one they forte bat ae Hr of Ales and thy Ki ofecionay (So pet Longo: Fata’ ed car me a sue the aed ae gts the te compound ag the je le tats the are oa res ee on the gate ps th gues and shea He’ rns it The hep fonts othe oy Feaomso rust tocar the Ba He ot Manav uth tn te. The ha sae asym the uy. She ods ad as a grad nd ek htt agate toe, alls rund ce ly deere ad Sa fated ond boty Medi hea rane end was and th et ind Devos ting tne on they Pa ‘aland Davos, hl! ingines half tang lh the toy of he mae tht ahi hal i ican ir nai te wih labore ser Fesomno Arey dy chap Divos' Ahi Te tt indy there =. You've mo ide what ioe You an het ey eau coma: Not are Devos : Not to be believed "That wt ie my wile ie i 1K you have confidence That melody, for me i's my when T hear it for me 100 fone day, you know, Iwas at my place it was paying he was at my side”. a woman. magnificent, beautifal, you understand." I took her hand lke this and then T caresed it like this. on top. on top like this, T asked her “Do you love me? she told me ‘No !* fand so. [bought the record because that music for ine, it had.» its a mase hysteria all my own . .. don't you think? | | One day I was at my place . 1 put the Teeord on the gramophone . ike this. it was turning, ftrning, turning » ia my bead . Twas dizzy! She was siting by my side’. it wasn't the same one, it was fnother Ab! she wasn’t as beautiful as the fist one at last. [took her hand . dhen I began to caress it underneath, to change it lite. One can't always do the taime thing’... Tasted her ‘Do you love me?” . she said * Yeah, yeah"... But Udidn't love fer. 80. «1 broke the record -- hop! lal. One day I tured on the rio. It was playing, That one! and why that one! insead GL another? She was siting at my side... she was siting on my other se. because [was at her place. it was a third one .. [took hold of her hand. «and I stated fo cares it in both ways because I wanted to get it over And dove with , . it was stating to imitate me a bit, 1 asked her "Do you love me?” She told me ‘Yes, sin’ 1 fsked her * Will you give me your hand?” She told me, "You've had it for the last ten minutes in your own’ I's believe me, ifs true what Tsai. So, then, I kept her years! Ten years! This song, I cant take it any longer Teast bear it any longer! You can hear it? You can hear i? Tean't bear i any longer, that melody. You hear it? They both stand up and the cemera pans up slightly Frames: No, Devos: That melody you hear Faxon: Aha! No Devos" Say it, that Tm mad. No, but tell me im mediately that Tm mad. . go on . . T-want to hear you fell me *You are mad.’ Say it. "You are mad” FFenomasm : You are mad. Devos Abb! sell I prefer .. . much prefer tha, you don't hear it? 101Longeshot: Peapraxo leaves Devos who stands alone waving his hand arcund his head as if to say the whole world is mad. Fraoxaxo hails @ tugshoat paing close tothe quay. He jumps onto i. enon Are you going tothe island? Puor: Yes st Fexoosano : What's the name of your boat? Puor: The Sawoa, Femoounp makes @ pun on the name: If it's not okay it’s the same price Fenpoxanp sis at the bow of the boat and lights Kimsell «cigarette. He looks up as he hears Divos shouting 10 him from the quay Longethot: DEVOS on the quay, waving his arms around like « maniac Devos: So, then, this music... that I hear, maybe it doesn't exist. This muse that haunts me, which has folowed me all my life, this tenderness, no... the man is not Sensitive... you hear me? You haven't understood a thing Closeup of Fexowcaxn looking up at the sy. Longshot: Fexprsaxo standing on the boat at roses sough seas. Grandiote romantic music. Longshot jump cut. Fexoisano teacher the top of Clif of the island and turns and waves walks along the path, singing to kimtelf and makes the gesture with his hands, repeating Devos’s: mannerisms. Fenonvao singing: “Do you love me? He looks round sharply end shoute out ‘ Marianne! * He runs forward. Somebody fires a gun, He firet 100 4 he runs past a gil who walks along unperturbed. Medium close-up: Fempwsaxo fet tice and shouts Longshot: Fenowano leaps down the trail towards a vila. Inthe distance Maniasxt and Fan are escaping towards the villa. (Stil on page 86) Feanmaxn fires again Longeshot: he dashes round the corner of the path and swe see Fuap's body on the ground. Fxanwaxn fires again and stops, Maxtasse slowly stumbler down the slope towards him and falls mp into is arms. He has 02 shot her. He starts to carry her towards the villa and swe set a small neat bloodstcin on her pullover in the centre of her stomach, (Still on page 87) Fexoixaso off: I'm holding her ese to me, and I'm crying Manussce of: Tt was the fit it was the only dream, Medium shot: he caries her through the open door of the sila. He lays her down on a deck-chair next to the window. He comes through the open windows of the villa and picks up the telephone. Fennexaxo: Get me Paris, Mademoiselle. Balzac 75402. “Have you forgotten who Balzac was a3 well? Yes, yes, I'm wating, I'm waiting He goes over to Manuaxse and picks her up roughly: She moans Manoese: Fill Faxpwsasn carries her into the bedroom. He is talking fo her as he lar her down on the bed. Fenwano: This woulde't have happened if you hadn't done that Manas : Some wate, please Frxpmaxo ; This wouldn't have happened if you hadn't done that Closeup: Manusse turns towards Fexpevasn, Blood trikes from her nase and lips Manuawve: Task you to forgive me, Pierrot Fraorsasn off: My name is Ferdinand . Its to late She makes an efort bul her head falls . er eyes are ‘open she is dead ..(Sillon page 87) Close-up of his diay, black writing on red paper. Fexosann’s diery: * Dynamite . machine guns... with what the two brothers must". to supply the rebels who “Marianne wassaying. » Friday... Fenonavn is in @ garage holding teo strings of dynamite, when the telephone rings. He searches round timid he finds the telephone and picks up the receiver Fenomano: Yes, ye yes yes, Tam waiting, [ am waiting Balaac 75.02? Is Maclame Griff there? Is that you, Odile? ‘Are the children well? No... mo i is not on anyone's behalf 108EB 10 1984 As he is talking on the telephone, he takes tome blue ‘aint from a tin on the shelf nest 10 him and with a ‘piece of wood smears his foce slowly wail i is Blue all ‘over. Closeaup of the notebook. Blue paper. He ineris the lewert to complete the word * DEATH". Longshot: Fexonsax leares the villa carrying with him the two sings of dynamite, He starts to run, and howls out 1weo agonizing, meaninglest, helples anguithed cries for no one hear «He rings round holding the strings of dynamite with arms outstretched like wingr, and, sreaming like «fury, he dashes along the path clo to the top of te clip. Closeup: Fespsano, sitting down, the blue paint caked dry on his face, loks from side to side and fo the shy talking to himtelf Fexowaxp: What ... I would Hike to sty Oh! oh! why. afterall. . Tam stupid He gives up tying to talk and instead wraps the yellow dynamite around his head, tying i carefully with the long fase. He then wreps the red dynamite around the yellow and again tes the fue. He takes opd s box of ‘matches and lights a match but accidentally drops i ad the other matches satter Fenomaxp : Oh shit! beautifl death for Close-up of his hands grappling for the matches near the coiled fuse wire Very longshot: the explosion of dynamite on the top of the clif. (Sill on page 81) The camera pars tout from Frapoesxo's violet death towards the cam open sea .. Maniaxnt's and Feanswano's voice are heerd in the last fragments of Walia ar the cemera pans in 4 great sweep upwards towards the sky. Ther voices tohispering intimately together Manuasnt of : She's found again Fexonws off: What? Mancow off: Eternity. | Hanno fie, many Manone off: With the sun 10%