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Un nouveau départ
Antoine Rault
Actes du théâtre n° 63.[ imprimer ]
Catherine is a top executive. Always in a hurry and stressed out, her nerves are frayed and, like many women, she wants to control everything.
She had a very difficult time with her divorce. She’s bringing up her fifteen-year-old daughter Sarah all alone while she’s going through her adolescent phase. They’re supposed to be spending Christmas together but a violent argument spoils everything. Sarah blames her mother for being hard-hearted and points to the homeless man that Catherine kicked off their apartment landing as proof.
Cut to the quick, Catherine rushes out to find the man, Michel, and invites him for Christmas dinner.

Michel found himself on the street after losing his job and being dumped by his wife. Sweet, funny, and in search of love, he is both disturbing and disarming.
At the end of their unusual Christmas dinner, Catherine decides to take him in hand, to make something of him again, find him a job and get him started out in life again.

It’s the beginning of a series of comical and sentimental twists, as nothing goes the way Catherine was imagining. She has no idea that Michel is going to change her as much as she does him. Her relationship with her daughter is transformed too.

As the days go by she becomes more and more attached to this man who is exasperating yet so touching, who makes her conscious of the fact that until then she had really been missing out on life.

Staged in Russia and Germany.

Characters : 2 women - 1 men -

The elevator stops at the floor, projecting a bit of light onto the landing.
Michel comes out with all his little things. Thinking it’s her mother, Sarah turns off her Walkman and stands up.

SARAH Mom? Is that you? I forgot my keys. Who’s there? Who are you?
MICHEL I’m sorry...I think I got off on the wrong floor.
SARAH Oh! Wait, I know you. You’re the one who plays the guitar on the sidewalk across the street.
MICHEL I’m sorry, I...
SARAH Wait. Why are you here?
MICHEL Oh! Nothing. I was just passing...
SARAH Are you cold?
MICHEL Yes. You don’t have your keys?
SARAH No.
MICHEL And your Mom isn’t here?
SARAH She never comes home before eight.
MICHEL On Christmas Day, I thought maybe...
SARAH Are you kidding! Why? Did you see her go in?
MICHEL No, I wasn’t here. I haven’t stopped today. I was hanging around the department store exit. I’ll go back down now.
SARAH No. Stay. You’re not bothering anyone here.
MICHEL What if your Mom comes home and finds me here like she did yesterday...
SARAH You saw her yesterday?
MICHEL Yes.
SARAH And she threw you out.
MICHEL Yes. Well, she told me I couldn’t stay here.
SARAH That sounds just like her!
MICHEL She’s right. I have no right to be here.
SARAH What difference does it make to her?
MICHEL You shouldn’t be too harsh on your mother.
SARAH She’s never been cold, she doesn’t know what it feels like.
MICHEL You don’t get along with her?
SARAH It’s not that I don’t get along with her. She has to be right about everything. You can’t have a discussion with her about anything.
MICHEL (kindly) But do you still love her?
SARAH (as if the question was totally preposterous) Do I love her! Do I love my mother!... (Suddenly thinking about it.) It’s not that I don’t love her. It’s her. Sometimes I wonder if she loves me. If she loved me...
MICHEL I’m sure she loves you.