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Monologue final (Bravo a qui trouvera l’origine)

Katie: I want to go to Chow Funs
Ben: I thought we agreed we couldn’t really talk at Chow Funs
Katie: I know
Ben: Are you saying Chow Funs because you can’t face telling the kids? Because if that’s why you’re saying Chow Funs, don’t say Chow Funs
Katie: That’s not why I’m saying Chow Funs. Funs, I’m saying Chow Funs because we’re an us.
There’s a history here, and histories don’t happen overnight. In Mesopotamia or Ancient Troy there are cities built on top of other cities, but I don’t want another city, I like this city.
I know what kind of mood your in when you wake up by which eyebrow is higher, and you know I’m a little quiet in the morning and compensate accordingly, that’s a dance you perfect over time.
And it’s hard, it’s much harder than I thought it would be, but there’s more good than bad and you don’t just give up! And it’s not for the sake of the children, but God they’re great kids aren’t they? And we made them, I mean think about that! It’s like there were no people there, and then there were people and they grew, and an an an I won’t be able to say to some stranger Josh has your hands or remember how Erin threw up at the Lincoln Memorial And I’ll try to relax, let’s face it, anybody is going to have traits that get on your nerves, I mean, why shouldn’t it be your annoying traits, and I know I’m no day at the beach, but I do have a good sense of direction so I can at least find the beach, which isn’t a weakness of yours, it’s a strength of mine.
And God your a good friend and good friends are hard to find. Charlotte said that in Charlottes Web and I love how you read that to Erin and you take on the voice of Wilber the Pig with such dedication even when your bone tired. That speaks volumes about character!
And ultimately, isn’t that what it comes down too? What a person is made of? That girl in the pin helmet is still here ‘bee boo bee boo’ I didn’t even know she existed until you and I’m afraid if you leave I may never see her again, even though I said at times you beat her out of me, isn’t that the paradox? Haven’t we hit the essential paradox? Give and take, push and pull, the yen the yang. The best of times, the worst of times!I think Dickens said it best, ‘He could eat no fat, his wife could eat no lean’, but, doesn’t really apply here does it?
What I’m trying to say is, I’m saying Chow Funs because, I love you
Ben: Did you hear that kids? Mom wants to go to chow Funs!

Le chants des Africains (BO Indigènes)

Nous étions au fond de l’Afrique
Gardiens jaloux de nos couleurs,
Quand sous un soleil magnifique
A retenti ce cri vainqueur
En avant ! En avant ! En avant !

C’est nous les Africains
Qui revenons de loin
Nous venons des colonies
Pour sauver la Patrie
Nous avons tout quitté
Parents, gourbis, foyers
Et nous avons au cœur
Une invincible ardeur
Car nous voulons porter haut et fier
Le beau drapeau de notre France entière
Et si quelqu’un venait à y toucher
Nous serions là pour mourir à ses pieds
Battez tambours, à nos amours
Pour le pays, pour la Patrie
Mourir au loin
C’est nous les Africains.

Pour le salut de notre empire
Nous combattons tous les vautours
La faim, la mort nous font sourire
Quand nous luttons pour nos amours
En avant ! En avant ! En avant

De tous les horizons de France
Groupés sur le sol africain
Nous venons pour la délivrance
Qui par nous se fera demain
En avant ! En avant ! En avant !

Et lorsque finira la guerre
Nous reviendrons dans nos gourbis ;
Le cœur joyeux et l’âme fière
D’avoir libéré le pays
En criant, en chantant : en avant !