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: [Last lines
] Hi-ro-shi-ma. Hiroshima. That is your name. Lui
: Yes, that is my name. And your name is Nevers. Nevers, in France.
: [First lines
] You saw nothing in Hiroshima. Nothing. Elle
: I saw everything. Everything.
: I have dubious morals, you know. Lui
: What do you call "having dubious morals"? Elle
: Being dubious about other people's morals.
: Were you here in Hiroshima? Lui
: Of course not. Elle
: That's right. How silly of me. Lui
: But my family was in Hiroshima. Lui
: I was off fighting the war. Elle
: Lucky for you, eh? Lui
: Yes. Elle
: Lucky for me, too.
: What did Hiroshima mean to you, in France? Elle
: [pauses for a second
] The end of the war... completely, I mean. Amazement that they dared, amazement that they succeeded. And for us, the start of an unknown fear. Then, indifference. And fear of that indifference.
: You were bored in a way that makes a man want to know a woman
: I have always wept for the fate of Hiroshima. Always. Lui
: No. What would you have wept about?
: I have made nothing up. Lui
: You have made it all up.
: Why are you in Hiroshima? Elle
: A film. Lui
: What film? Elle
: I am acting in a film.
: Perhaps I was dreaming, without realizing it.
: What's the film you're in? Elle
: A film about peace. What else would we be making in Hiroshima?
: Where are you going? To Nevers? Lui
: No, Paris. I'll never set foot in Nevers again. Elle
: Never? Lui
: Does it mean anything else in French, "Nevers"? Elle
: No, nothing.
: And then one day, my love, does eternity come to an end?
: Some years from now, when I have forgotten you and other romances like this one have recurred through sheer habit, I will remember you as a symbol of love's forgetfulness. This affair will remind me how horrible forgetting is.