Nag la bombe

A boulevard at night. A woman walks up and down the sidewalk while a man in a bar opposite watches her. He loves her. He’s finally going to tell her. In his own, violent, way. She ends up in hospital, being looked after by an attentive nurse. He’ll fall in love with her. It’d be too good to be true if the story finished there. It’s only just beginning. –uniFrance