Song lyrics:Out there there's not a sound to be heard, / And the seasons seem to sleep upon their words, / As the waters freeze up with the summer's end. / Oh, it's funny how young lovers start as friends. / Yes, it's funny how young lovers start as friends.
Song lyrics:I hope the day will be a lighter highway / For friends are found on every road. / Can you ever think of any better way, / For the lost and weary travelers to go? / Makin' friends for the world to see, / Let the people know you got a-what 'cha need. / With a friend at hand, you will see the light. / If your friends are there, then everythin's alright.
Paul Harrison:Oh, I forgot, you are only fourteen.
Michelle Latour:Fourteen and a alf-f-f!
Paul Harrison:[after having sex the night before]Michelle...
Michelle Latour:[Michelle is fishing in the pond near their cottage while Paul is smoking a pipe]Sh-h-h.
Paul Harrison:Michelle, last night...
Paul Harrison:What if you find you're going to have a baby?
Michelle Latour:I am going to have a baby.
Michelle Latour:Sh-h-h. Of course I am.
Paul Harrison:But you can't be sure? I mean it doesn't always happen... not every time.
Michelle Latour:Well, it 'appened this time.
Paul Harrison:But how do you know?
Michelle Latour:I know, that's all...
Michelle Latour:[Michelle asks Paul inquisitively]You don't mind, do you?
Paul Harrison:I don't know. Well, do you?
Michelle Latour:It's the most wonderful thing that has ever 'appened to me.
Paul Harrison:Is it?
Michelle Latour:Of course it is. You... and me and a baby. What could be better than that? Can you think of anything better?
Paul Harrison:No, I can't. You're right! It's wonderful. It's ours!
Michelle Latour:I always wanted a real baby.
Paul Harrison:...a real baby.
Michelle Latour:Tell me about your father.
Paul Harrison:I don't want to talk about him.
Michelle Latour:Why not?
Paul Harrison:Oh, he's such a silly bastard.
Michelle Latour:What does that mean: "seelly bahstard"?
Paul Harrison:Just a fool.
Michelle Latour:A fool!
Paul Harrison:Un idiot. Let's sit.
Michelle Latour:"Seelly bahstard." Is that right?
Paul Harrison:Near enough.
Michelle Latour:I want to learn good Engleesh. You will teach me some more?
Michelle Latour:[Michelle is in labor]'elp me, 'elp me, I can't do it!
Paul Harrison:I'm going for help! I'm going to fetch help!
Michelle Latour:It's coming down! Paul, where are you? Vite! Where are you going?
Paul Harrison:No where. Are you alright?
Michelle Latour:Of course I am.
Michelle Latour:[Michelle looks straight at Paul who is beside her]You're at the wrong end...
[the final farewell - the Police are awaiting Paul's arrival to pick him up at his work place]
Paul Harrison:Bye-bye Sylvie.
Paul Harrison:See you tonight.
Michelle Latour:Say goodbye to Daddy.
Michelle Latour:[Michelle turns her attention from Sylvie to Paul]Bye-bye, you seelly bahstard.
Song lyrics:[Elton John begins to sing as Michelle waves with her tiny fingers at Paul. Paul does cartwheels as he heads to work... ]Out there there's not a sound to be heard, / And the seasons seem to sleep upon their words, / As the waters freeze up with the summer's end. / Oh, it's funny how young lovers start as friends. / Yes, it's funny how young lovers start as friends.
Song lyrics:[Michelle's Song]Cast a pebble on the water, / Watch the ripples gently spreading. / Tiny daughter of the Camargue, / We were meant to be together. / We were made for one another, / In a time it takes to grow up. / If only we were old enough, / Then they might leave us both alone. / So take my hand in your hand, / Say it's great to be alive. / No one's going to find us, / No matter how they try. / No one's going to find us, / It's wonderful so wild beneath the sky.
Michelle Latour:[Paul is driving Michelle in car. He is underage]Where do you get them?
Michelle Latour:The cars!
Paul Harrison:I steal them.
Michelle Latour:Stop it, Paul. Let's go back! You'll get into trouble.
Paul Harrison:I'm always in trouble; I'm thinking of taking it up professionally.
Lady in Bookstore:And what did you get for yourself? A nice adventure story?
Lady in Bookstore:[Paul shows her the book he's buying, titled, "A Baby is Born"]OH! But at your age?
Paul Harrison:If you must know, it is for my sister.
Lady in Bookstore:[looking relieved]Oh, how old is your sister?
Michelle Latour:[Michelle is having her baby]Come on baby...
[Michelle pushes hard]
Michelle Latour:Come on, you seelly bahstard.
[she pushes again]
Michelle Latour:Being bloody difficult.
Paul Harrison:I can see him. I can see his head. He's coming. I've got him. He's out! He's enormous.
Michelle Latour:Paul, is he a boy?
Paul Harrison:I don't know.
Michelle Latour:Well, look!
Paul Harrison:He's a girl!
Michelle Latour:I always wanted a girl.
Paul Harrison:So did I...
Michelle Latour:[Michelle sees her baby for the first time]Why is she crying?
Paul Harrison:I don't know. She's just lying there.
Michelle Latour:Please show her to me. Is she beautiful?
Paul Harrison:I don't know.
[Paul gives the baby to Michelle]
Paul Harrison:Is she pretty?
Paul Harrison:[Michelle is smiling ear to ear]She's beautiful... She's so beautiful.
Paul Harrison:[Paul recites a poem by Richard Le Gallienne as the couple walks through the woods]I meant to do my work today, / but a brown bird sang in the apple tree...
Michelle Latour:I know that one, too!
Paul Harrison:/ And a butterfly flitted across the field...
Michelle Latour:/ And all the leaves were calling me.
Paul Harrison:/ And the buttercups nodded their smiling heads, / Greeting the bees who came to call, / And I asked the lizard the time of day, / As he sunned himself on a moss-grown wall. / And the wind went sighing over the land, / Tossing the grasses to and fro, / And a rainbow held out its shining hand - / So what could I do but laugh and go?
Michelle Latour:[Paul and Michelle sitting down in a field of flowers]My mother died when I was born. / I lived with my father on our own, / And we had a cottage where we'd go, / And he died too. / Now I am alone.
Michelle Latour:[pause]That's a poem, too. I made it up, but it's true. Now it's your turn.
Paul Harrison:My mother's run way. / My father has a lot of money. That's all.
Paul Harrison:[Paul picks a yellow flower and gives it to Michelle]Poor Michelle.
Michelle Latour:Poor Paul... rich Paul... poor little rich boy!
Paul Harrison:[Paul and Michelle in bed conversing with one another]I've been thinking... we have to find a hospital where you're not known.
Paul Harrison:To have the baby...
Michelle Latour:I'm not going to 'ospital.
Paul Harrison:But you can't have it here.
Michelle Latour:Why not?
Paul Harrison:The Doctor would find out about us!
Michelle Latour:Paul... You don't need a doctor to have a baby.
Michelle Latour:Sometime a midwife come, but if not, well... you just 'ave it.
Paul Harrison:But you can't have a baby just like that, without anyone to help you... can you?
Michelle Latour:I think so. Anyway, you'll be 'ere... so you can 'elp me.
Michelle Latour:Why not!
Paul Harrison:I don't know anything about having babies!
Michelle Latour:You'll 'ave to find out then, won't you?
Paul Harrison:Michelle, something might go wrong.
Michelle Latour:Nothing will go wrong.
Paul Harrison:But it might... you said your Mother died when you were born.
Michelle Latour:That was différent! She was quite old. She was 28!
Michelle Latour:[Paul kisses Michelle]And you can't do that anymore.
Paul Harrison:I wasn't going to!
Michelle Latour:[Paul and Michelle have finished filling a steel bathtub with buckets of hot water from the fireplace - Paul is wearing nothing but his undershorts]Alright, you can get in now. Get in.
Paul Harrison:[Paul wants Michelle to leave the room]Would you go and fetch me the soap?
[Michelle goes, Paul undresses, backs into the bathtub. Michelle returns with a scrub brush and a bar of soap to bathe him]
Paul Harrison:I can do that.
Michelle Latour:No you can't.
Paul Harrison:[Michelle scrubs Paul's back vigorously]Hey, steady on.
Michelle Latour:You've got to be clean!
Paul Harrison:I'll be raw!
[Michelle accidentally drops the soap into the tub. Looking upward towards the ceiling with a visage of determination, Michelle industriously starts to hunt for the soap]
Paul Harrison:I'll find it!
[starts scrubbing Paul's chest]
Paul Harrison:I can do the rest. Will you go and fetch me a towel, please?
Michelle Latour:[Michelle gets up and starts to leave the room]B-a-b-y!
Paul Harrison:Then it will be your turn.
Michelle Latour:[Michelle has a look of shock on her face]What!
Paul Harrison:I'm good at scrubbing, too, you know.
[Paul smiles at Michelle; Michelle manages to smile back at him]
Paul Harrison:[Paul and Michelle finish filling the bathtub for Michelle's bath]Enough?
Michelle Latour:Yes, Son.
Paul Harrison:[Michelle undresses to her bra and panties]Alright, you can get in now. Go on, get in.
Michelle Latour:Go and put some wood in the stove please.
[Paul leaves or so it seems while Michelle blows out the lamp on the mantle and takes off the rest of her clothes - Paul has been watching her undress all along - Michelle is blushing and embarrassed and shakes her head]
Michelle Latour:Seelly bahstard.
Paul Harrison:Nice and hot?
Michelle Latour:Yes, Son.
Paul Harrison:[Paul has brought in a giant scrub brush]Right. Now, it's my turn.
Michelle Latour:[Paul starts scrubbing Michelle's back very energetically]Paul! Stop Paul, your 'urting me! Stop, please.
[Paul begins to soap Michelle's back with his hands - It brings out feelings in Michelle that she can't quite fathom - Paul is experiencing something, too]
Paul Harrison:That better?
Michelle Latour:That's enough...
[Paul is holding the scrub brush in his hand and starts blowing lots of bubbles over Michelle in the bathtub - innocence is restored... the scene ends in a very charmingly sweet way]