I bet that's what Viana Velez said, while she was holding the pieces of her broken heart together in her hands. Maybe we've got your role wrong, Bastien.
[ He laughs, ninety-nine parts amused and one part bruised. ]
Sûrement. When I need to end things with someone, I ask them to run away with me, and they spend the rest of their lives feeling very pleased about how gently they let me down. [ But, to Yseult: ] That would never work for you.
It has! Not often. [ This much, Yseult can agree with. ]
More often they ask me to run away with them, and I agree, and then stage a tragic carriage collision or an accident at sea or something, like with Velez. It's much more work.
This talk. Monsters, both of you. I can't believe I like you both as much as I do. Yseult a little more, of course-- [Wife, he acknowledges this silently by tipping his wine glass in her direction in a sort of salute.] --but even so. Got to be watching my back with you. Her for a staged accident and you for plans to be running away together.
Just break their hearts normally. What's wrong with that.
[ He winks, at plans to be running away together, with shamelessness rooted in certainty he won’t be taken seriously and forced to fight Yseult. ]
Breaking hearts normally takes time, to be convincing. Going from devotion to desertion overnight—half of them will think it is something they can fix if they follow you.
[ He pauses with his wine at his mouth. ]
Perhaps you could think of it as emotional plunder.
[ Logical analogy? No, not really. But they’re all monsters here, is the point. Attractive ones. ]
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I bet that's what Viana Velez said, while she was holding the pieces of her broken heart together in her hands. Maybe we've got your role wrong, Bastien.
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Sûrement. When I need to end things with someone, I ask them to run away with me, and they spend the rest of their lives feeling very pleased about how gently they let me down. [ But, to Yseult: ] That would never work for you.
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More often they ask me to run away with them, and I agree, and then stage a tragic carriage collision or an accident at sea or something, like with Velez. It's much more work.
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This talk. Monsters, both of you. I can't believe I like you both as much as I do. Yseult a little more, of course-- [Wife, he acknowledges this silently by tipping his wine glass in her direction in a sort of salute.] --but even so. Got to be watching my back with you. Her for a staged accident and you for plans to be running away together.
Just break their hearts normally. What's wrong with that.
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Breaking hearts normally takes time, to be convincing. Going from devotion to desertion overnight—half of them will think it is something they can fix if they follow you.
[ He pauses with his wine at his mouth. ]
Perhaps you could think of it as emotional plunder.
[ Logical analogy? No, not really. But they’re all monsters here, is the point. Attractive ones. ]