Pauline at the Beach (1983)

Pascal Greggory: Pierre

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• Pierre : Love, like life, exists in time.

• Sylvain : Big assholes like you don't keep me awake at night.

  Pierre : Then go to sleep!

• Marion : I really don't feel like talking about love right now!

  Pierre : That's *all* you've been talking about all evening!

• Pierre : I can accept that you don't love me, but, it's hard to see you interested in a guy who doesn't care about you.

  Marion : He *does* care about me.

  Pierre : But he said so himself! He picks up girls all the time. You're nothing special to him.

  Marion : Listen, Pierre. The more you put him down, the more interesting he becomes to me.

• Pierre : This is just some friendly advice. Watch out for him.

  Marion : Maybe he's dangerous, but danger's always been fascinating to me.

• Marion : Go after Pauline.

  Pierre : What?

  Marion : No, no, I'm really serious.

  Pierre : But, she's just a kid.

  Marion : Yes, but you're teaching her windsurfing. Why not love?

  Pierre : I really hope you're kidding. First of all, I wouldn't have a chance. She's only interested in boys her own age.

  Marion : Yes, but at that age, they're all stupid and rough. I tell you, you could do her a world of good.

• Pierre : That guy literally repulses me.

  Marion : Well, he attracts me!

  Pierre : I hate him. You know what he reminds me of? A snake.

  Marion : I'm more like a snake. I've always been told I have serpentine curves.

• Pierre : So, has he nailed you?

  Marion : What a nasty word.

  Pierre : It's not the word, it's the doing.

• Marion : It's only love that lets people fulfill each other.

  Pierre : Love? Sleeping with a guy you'll never see again? You call that love?

• Pierre : Your job, your work. It's in Paris, not in the South Pacific. You're a flower that can only bloom on its home ground.

  Marion : Listen, Pierre. Next you'll be accusing me of betraying France!

• Louisette : What are you doing tonight?

  Pierre : Tonight?

  Louisette : It's my last day here. I want to celebrate. All my friends are gone, except my fiancé. But I see him too much.

  Pierre : No, thank you. I'm busy.

  Louisette : I'm inviting you. I've got money.

  Pierre : It's nice of you, but...

  Louisette : Is it because I'm a candy vendor?

• Pierre : She can't love him! Or else she's insane.

  Pauline : Love is a type of insanity.

  Pierre : No, it isn't! You love what's good, what's good for you.

• Pierre : What makes me mad is seeing stubborn people create their own unhappiness.

• Pierre : If she loved what suited her, what was good for her, I'd be the first to understand and accept it. But she's always looking for something so far away; whereas, I feel so close. When I saw her again, this feeling of familiarity shot out with such tremendous force. And I knew that she was mine, that she was a part of me.

  Pauline : That's just it, you're too close. She knows you like the back of her hand. There's no mystery there. You're so familiar.

  Pierre : I *want* to be familiar. I hate the unknown.

• Pauline : You missed your chance. You weren't aggressive enough.

  Pierre : I don't like to be aggressive.

• Pierre : I want to wait for her to come to me on her own.

  Pauline : Fine. Wait, then.

  Pierre : I will wait. As long as necessary. Until - until she loves me. If she takes too long, then I won't love her anymore. It's very likely I'll stop loving her eventually. Maybe she'll love me, but it'll be too late. That will be my revenge.

  Pauline : You don't really love her. You want her to love *you*. That's not the same thing.