Life X3 Lines Flashcards
(36 cards)
Evening. The street.
I’ve laddered my stocking
It doesn’t show
Because it just started it can only get worse
It doesn’t really matter
Hubert, I am not going to visit people I’ve never met before with a ladder in my stocking.
We’re already half an hour late, we can’t go back home, and we can’t go shopping for stockings in the middle of the night. Let’s just rise above it.
You rushed me and this is what happens. Is it far? Why did you park so far away? There’s dozens of spaces, look, who’d want to live out here?
Haven’t you got any nail-varnish?
Nail-varnish?
To stop the ladder
And look like some tramp
Who’s going to notice?
Who’s going to notice? Everyone, except for you. If someone turns up at my house with a ladder in her stocking, the ladder’s the first thing I notice.
So you’re very strict on teeth.
Oh yes. Yes, very strict on teeth. Basically, it’s not so much teeth as discipline. Although I’m obviously very much on top of the hygienic aspect of course, but teeth is discipline. You go to bed, you clean your teeth.
And then afterwards you peel him an apple.
Oh no. No! If you peel him an apple after his teeth, the whole system collapses.
You’d rather he ruined the evening? At least we’ll have a bit of peace.
That’s what he’s banking on.
Sorry?
He’s making himself obnoxious so that you’ll give in.
And we are giving in.
And you’re wrong.
Look, Ines, don’t interfere…
I’ll interfere in any way I like, will you stop trying to muzzle me!
Crying. I closed all the doors so we wouldn’t hear him.
Poor little poppet.
Henri, stop looking so lugubrious. Even if your approaches are similar, which is by no means established, you’ll undoubtedly have reached different conclusions.
Of course you will!
See, and she knows what she’s talking about!
No one’s laughing. Least of all poor Henri.
It’s not normal for him to stop crying suddenly just like that.
You mollycoddle him, Henri.
She’s terrible! (To Ines) You are terrible!
What possible reason could you have for telling him about this paper?
They’re insane.
Especially him.
And that child is horrendous.
He has no guidelines, they give him cheese at ten o’clock at night.
And we’ve been fed crap.
Why do you put me down in front of other people? I wish I could understand this pathological need you have to continually put me down in front of other people.
I don’t put you down, I was joking.
Did you have to tell him about that paper?
Now you’re shouting.
That man’s a depressive.
I’m not surprised.
What do you mean?