Christine Surgère:
He died as this desk writing that letter, in mid-sentence. You may read it.
Bremont:
"I have neither the desire nor the inclination to travel. Why bother? Christine is always with me. I'm happy. I even think my life --"
Christine Surgère:
Yes, it breaks off there.
Bremont:
Who was he writing to?
Christine Surgère:
I'll never know.
Bremont:
"I even think my life --"
Christine Surgère:
Strange isn't it?
Bremont:
Dying right on that word.
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