Manech (13 Years Old): Do I stink of fish?
Tina Lombardi: I regret nothing. Except my hair.
Manech: Manech loves Mathilde, Mathilde loves Manech.
Narrator: Mathilde leans back against her chair, folds her hands in her lap, and looks at him. In the sweetness of the air, in the light of the garden, Mathilde looks at him. She looks at him... She looks at him.
Manech: Does it hurt when you walk?
