Madeline: Thank you for being here, no one came. Georges: How is he? Madeleine: He needs to go toCannes to feel better. But I know that he will not make it. These are my favorite, thanks. (referring to the flowers). Charles: you came to see me die. George: No, I runned from the city. Charles: Because I will live. Madeleine: Yes, yes. Charles: I will live ... I will live ... help me.
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