Will Traynor:
When I was a kid, this used to be my favorite place in the whole world.
Lou Clark:
Did you walk around up here pretending you were a warrior prince?
Will Traynor:
Even nicked a sword from one of the exhibits. Weighed a ton.
Lou Clark:
I think this would still be my favorite spot.
Will Traynor:
That's because you haven't been anywhere.
Lou Clark:
Oh... So where's better than this, then? Val d'lsère?
Will Traynor:
Paris. Place Dauphine, right by the Pont Neuf. Sitting outside a café with a strong coffee and a warm croissant with unsalted butter and strawberry jam.
Lou Clark:
So, let's go! We could get on the Eurostar right now.
Will Traynor:
No.
Lou Clark:
But you just said...
Will Traynor:
You don't get it, Clark. I want to be in Paris as me. The old me. With pretty French girls giving me the eye.
Lou Clark:
That could be something to look forward to.
Will Traynor:
If I shut my eyes now, I know exactly how it feels to be in that little square. I remember every sensation. I don't want those memories erased by the struggle to fit behind a table, the taxi drivers who refuse to take me, and my wheelchair power pack that won't charge in a French socket.
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