DIDIER (pushing the clothes aside with his foot).
There is no hurry.
MARION.
Death waits at the door.
Fly! Didier! Since I've come!
DIDIER.
Why did you come?
MARION.
To save you! What a question to ask me!
Why such a freezing tone?
DIDIER (with a sad smile).
Ah, well! We men
Are often senseless.