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Cammille B.:
I really should calm down. I knew this would happen. It was coming. I should have said no, not a chance, not Paris. Even three years later, I can't.

Ugo:
Cammille, what's wrong?

Cammille B.:
Forgive me.

Ugo:
That's all you can say? I've never seen this, leaving before the bow on opening night. Even if you didn't like it, it's insulting!

Cammille B.:
To who?

Ugo:
To the public, to me, to the company, to everyone!

Cammille B.:
I didn't mean to insult anyone. I feel bad that it happened.

Ugo:
That's not enough. I want an explanation.

Cammille B.:
I can't explain.

Cammille B.:
Hello, Pierre.

Pierre:
Hello, Cammille.

Cammille B.:
In three years, I thought that you'd have changed your habits.

Pierre:
No, no, same morning prayer on the same bench. What's wrong?

Cammille B.:
Nothing. As you can see, I'm back in Paris, but I'm not staying. We leave for Vienna next week.

Pierre:
I see. You still like that life, I guess.

Cammille B.:
I like that life, absolutely.

Sonia:
Someone came to see you. A woman.

Pierre:
What did see want?

Sonia:
She didn't say. To see you. I think she was your ex.

Pierre:
Cammille?

Sonia:
Yes, Cammille. I'm sure of it.

Pierre:
Did she say anything?

Sonia:
She didn't have a chance to talk. You don't look surprised.

Pierre:
I never forgot you. Three years, and not one day without thinking of you.

Cammille B.:
I don't want to know.

Pierre:
We'd like to have you for dinner. It was Sonia's idea. Is it possible?

Cammille B.:
Maybe Monday, our night off. I'll have to talk to Ugo.

Pierre:
Perfect. Ugo, he's the director?

Cammille B.:
Yes, he directs the company.

Pierre:
And you live with him?

Cammille B.:
Yes. Monday at what time?

Pierre:
Eight or nine. Come with Ugo.

Ugo:
What is he to you, this Pierre?

Cammille B.:
I lived with him before, before I - I lived with him when I was in Paris. He liked the play. He's not a bore, you know.

Ugo:
No, he's a good man. How long did you live with him?

Cammille B.:
Two years. Almost two years. But not quite.

Ugo:
What did it do to you to see him? Do you still love him?

Cammille B.:
No.

Ugo:
Why are you staring at me?

Dominique 'Do':
I think you're handsome. I'm just joking. Well, no. You have shadows under your eyes. Tired?

Ugo:
This play is harder and harder.

Dominique 'Do':
Mother and I plan to go tomorrow. It's not full?

Ugo:
Far from it, unfortunately. I'm delighted you're coming.

Dominique 'Do':
Mother will ask me to translate and explain everything. There will be "shhs" all around us.

Arthur:
You know each other?

Dominique 'Do':
What's it to you?

Arthur:
[leaving] I'm going to the kitchen. I'll need to talk to you.

Dominique 'Do':
He bugs me.

Ugo:
I think I bug him, too.

Dominique 'Do':
It's not you. It's you being with me.

Ugo:
Really?

Dominique 'Do':
He's not my brother. He's my half-brother. He has no rights over me.

Sonia:
How's the play going?

Cammille B.:
All right.

Sonia:
It's been awhile since you've been in Paris.

Cammille B.:
Three years.

Sonia:
It must seem strange.

Cammille B.:
Yes. Your ring is beautiful.

Sonia:
It's my engagement ring.

Cammille B.:
With Pierre?

Sonia:
No. My previous life. Another life. Very different.

Ugo:
I find that Sonia most appealing.

Cammille B.:
I don't doubt it. Thanks to you, that dinner was a catastrophe.

Ugo:
I don't agree. I had a good time.

Cammille B.:
Not me.

Ugo:
Why not?

Cammille B.:
I was ashamed of you. I was ashamed all evening.

Ugo:
I'm sorry. I'm an actor, not a university professor.

Cammille B.:
Don't be a hypocrite. Taking that superior air, it's unbearable!

Sonia:
I know what you were to him. Pierre hides nothing from me. I wasn't surprised.

Cammille B.:
I was. Surprised by you.

Sonia:
By me?

Cammille B.:
Yes. I don't know. By your calm, if you will. Am I being too frank?

Sonia:
No.

Cammille B.:
Pierre?

Pierre:
Is that you, Camille?

Cammille B.:
Yes. We have to see each other. I have to talk to you.

Pierre:
I want to see you, too. What's wrong? Is it urgent?

Cammille B.:
Yes. We have to talk. We have to. I can't go on like this.

Pierre:
Talk about what?

Cammille B.:
You know very well.

Ugo:
What's wrong today?

Dominique 'Do':
Nothing. I'm fine.

Ugo:
Yesterday, you were happier.

Dominique 'Do':
That's not true.

Ugo:
Happy, sad. Today, you're cold.

Dominique 'Do':
I'm not cold at all. I'm pensive. Better look for what you're looking for than worry about me.

Ugo:
What did I do? What did I say?

Dominique 'Do':
Nothing. You are as you are.

Ugo:
Maybe your brother likes burning books.

Dominique 'Do':
He loves beautiful bindings.

Ugo:
And money!

Dominique 'Do':
What are you trying to do? Turn me against him? You'll never succeed!

Cammille B.:
You're seeing Dominique tomorrow?

Ugo:
My old Goldoni quirk. She's helping.

Cammille B.:
I'm not questioning you.

Ugo:
Shall we have dinner?

Cammille B.:
I'm not hungry.