7.
Sartre: Albert, to play by the rules simply
because they are the rules is to play in bad faith. One must find one's own
essence in one's actions, be they acceptable to others or not.
Camus: Indeed so. One must stand back from the unthinking responses
of society and observe what happens in and around one without passion in order
to be true to oneself. Whether good or bad, they have no significance other
than the way in which they bring one close to one's own existence.
Sartre: Say what you like but you were lucky to get away with
a yellow card, my son.
Sartre: But if there is simply an aching
void where once we constructed elaborate moral systems, then is there nothing
left for us now but a life of hedonism?
Camus: You are just saying that because you fancy my bird.
Sartre: Even your use of the possessive pronoun shows you trapped
within discredited bourgeois cultural mores. We must stand alone - free, naked
essences before the howling gale of being, of time, of nothingness!
Camus: Naked? You want to see Marie-Ange naked?
Sartre: But after all, it is nothing I have not seen before...
Camus: We must proclaim the flouting of
convention. See, only convention says that I should sit in that seat. So now
I am in your seat.
Sartre: Blimey, I only nipped to the loo.