Un Homme Pressé – Extrait 55
me after work around a drink. Mr. Henry I am keeping that in mind, many thanks. SCENE V Xavier and Mr. Henry are meeting in a bar in front of the business. Xavier Hiya, Mister Henry Mr. Henry Please call me Marc, I am no longer one of your customers. So tell me what do you see in this pub? Xavier Youre direct, here I dont know, Ive just arrived ten minutes ago. Have you seen that the clock at the bar has two minutes of advance with the one at the wall? Mr. Henry - No Xavier Look around, Can you see where the light is getting mixed to the light of the bar, yeah there, just at the entrance. Mr. Henry No. Xavier What do you see? Mr. Henry A useful organization of the tables, one waiter, one waitress, four tables, all rectangular, nine chairs and one bench. And well, five customers, including us Xavier Nothing more? Dont you see that one of the customer is crossing his legs, that he has two different socks, one green, one orange? That the girl over there is very nervous and cannot sustain a look anywhere here? Mr. Henry No, but one of the light at the ceiling is broken Xavier- Ok, we are coming from far, Do you want to understand you son? Tell me, twenty years ago, what were you doing? Mr. Henry In a pub like this, next to my university, discussing with friends and classmates and reinventing the world. Xavier And what happened? Mr. Henry I dont know, Work has started to take his load. Ive met my wife, we had a first child. My imagination went out, Ive started to have several ties and a cellphone, and no more desires to throw it all by the window. I must defragment, and you, what do you see else here? Xavier- The top of the lamp at the entry, moving slowly with the breeze given the door is opened, one cellphone that is vibrating, and illuminating the jacket of this person. There, one couple in becoming staring lovingly at each other. Legs are crossing. Eyes and smiles are light and wide. The second pin from the clock never stopping its run, and still this person being so nervous, crossing in and out her legs. And of course, this deficient light at the ceiling. Mr. Henry Ok, I might have forgotten and be too formatted Xavier - Take another glass, we are Friday, take a deep sip, and breath it away. Remember of the first time you were discovering things. Simplicity with no complexity. Marc smells his glass, then takes a sip. He puts back the glass on the table. Silence is empowering him. He lets his mind drifting along the music of the place, a jazz, his feet start to take the rhythm, he is swinging smoothly on his chair. He is more relaxed. His phone rings, He puts it on silence. After a moment, Xavier speaks Xavier See, how easy can life be? Feel that flow. Mr. Henry Well, yes, but a client called me. Xavier Let it go, it can wait Monday morning. Marc is breathing intensely. Justin told him he wrote this draft in literally 3 hours over the couch on a Sunday afternoon. Of course, it wasnt ready for the big screen, too much sensitive part an imbalance between the first scene and the remaining, Still, a certain maturity was lacking in the last three scenes, it looked like emotions took over Justin and he wrote simple but difficult and far from self-explanatory writings. The clock continued to tick, and in the play he read, it took him 10 minutes to be fair. He started to record comments, straight comments coming from the in vivo fire of the reading time. Maybe, Justin was trying to connect with the public via some general feelings he thought of. Maybe was he losing himself in a maelstrom of nonsense? Justin, remember, what was your first feeling about people? Stay open-minded, listen, we are as different as the number of faces in the photography of this crowd. Dont search for it, it s like
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