Andre: What are you thinking about?

Marie：Damned time. Whether there will never be nothing more? Whether everything’s over, gone?

Andre：No. Marie. Everything stayed. The past is as real as all that is happening now, this very moment. The main thing is not to forget. The main thing is memory.

Marie: Yes, memory. I remember the small shabby hotel where we stayed in Teheran. You know, it’s more real for me than this glass of cognac….or that man over there.

Andre: And I remember the antiques store, Vijaya covered with dust…and your dreams.