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A British mystery author visits her publisher's home in the South of France, where her interaction with his unusual daughter sets off some touchy dynamics.
Sarah Morton: Awards are like hemorrhoids. Sooner or later every asshole gets one.
Sarah Morton: I pity your mother. Julie: You pity her? Why? Sarah Morton: Well, I imagine having a daughter who comes home with a different man every night must be difficult for a mother. Julie: Well, you imagine wrong. You know what? You're just a frustrated Englishwoman who writes about dirty things but never does them. You can shove your uptight morals up your ass!
Julie: I'm so tired! Sarah Morton: Not surprised. It's tiring to kill a man.
Sarah Morton: When someone keeps an entire part of their life secret from you, it's fascinating and frightening.