Notes
Hipolito (The Writer): We pass the time of day to forget how time passes.
Raymond Dufayel aka Glass Man: So, my little Amélie, you don't have bones of glass. You can take life's knocks. If you let this chance pass, eventually, your heart will become as dry and brittle as my skeleton. So, go get him, for Pete's sake!
[Amélie hands a begger some money]
Beggar: Sorry madam, I don't work on Sundays.
Narrator: Amelie has a strange feeling…