You're harsh for a happy man

Does your life satisfy you?

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It doesn't matter

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What if you get bored?

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Fanny and her daughters - that musty apartment

They're part of my passion.

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And the old glint in your eye?

Your superb energy?

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I'm older

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Really?

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Yes I'm older, the hopes are gone but I have certainties now. 

​I left my youth for another life.

You turn your back, you reject adulthood.

Your stuck in adolescene

Hence your anxiety

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It's hard to be a man, you have to want to be one.

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Arent you sick of mirages?

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I can't stand mediocrity

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You've spent the last ten years in gilded mediocrity

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And I've had enough, I'm calling it a day

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I refuse to grow old

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You miss your youth as If you'd lived it to the fullest

It was a promise and a lie

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You turn your back. You reject adulthood.

You’re stuck in adolescence. Hence your anxiety.

Let that mediocrity be enough. You'll recover some of your verve. You're spineless and weak... and lazy. Certainties frighten you. You defend the shadows, since the sun hurts your eyes.

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It's all over for me. I'm leaving. Don't you understand?

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 Life still has things to offer. You must have a sense of your life. That sense can't perish. I hate things that stay locked up. A man's got to show what he's made of. Doing something well is wonderful.

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 I never knew what that meant. I've only run after money, like everybody else.

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You’re tormented by the idea of women.

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I have no power over them.

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That’s a laugh.

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 I was handsome at 20. They still find me fun and nice. But it’s not enough. I have no hold on them. And yet, it’s only through women that I’ve felt some hold on life.

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It’s not life itself I blame, but what’s contemptible in it.

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How did all this start? If I knew, maybe I could help you.

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Alcohol was in my blood before I realized it.

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 What do you mean?

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 I started to drink while waiting for things. Then, one day, I realized I’d spent my life waiting. For women. Money. Action. So I drank myself stupid.

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 But you had Dorothy, and a lot of others.​

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 I never had them. I don’t have them now.

Are you my friend? If you are my friend, take me as I am. Not otherwise. Let me look at you. I wanted you to help me die... that's all.

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