Yes, it is a real war. I can't understand it either. But the fighting has already commenced. I can't realize it myself, but it is war, old man.
FRANÇOIS
Tell me, Monsieur. Tell me about it. I believe you as I believe God. Tell me. I can hear you. Are they killing?
EMIL GRELIEU
It is war! What horror, François. It is very hard to understand it—yes, very hard.
Frowns and rubs his high, pale forehead nervously.
FRANÇOIS
Bent, weeps, his head shaking.
And the flowers? Our flowers?
EMIL GRELIEU