All language subtitles for Nathalie... (2003)

Madame, all alone...

She's out of luck.
- That's great.

Where should we put the presents?

In Bernard's office.

Everything OK? Do you have a glass?
- It's going really well.

Francois!

Catherine!

This is Ingrid.
- Good evening.

And Bernard?
- He'll be right here.

Doesn't he suspect anything?

No.

I wouldn't want something like that.

Not that somebody would do that.

It's really nice here.

Would you like to drink something?

Yes, I'll serve myself.

You want something to drink?

Yeah, sure.

Where did you meet her?

As usual.

She's sexy.

Yes.

You look amazing.

Why are you laughing?

Because you always say that.

You'd miss it.

Mom.

It's for you.

Hello?

Wait, I'll be right back.

I'll be back, hold on.

Wait, wait.

Ssh, he's on his way. Not too loud.

Wait, I'll go upstairs.

Yes, now I hear you better.

Where are you?

But...

Ah.

But you can't take another one?

Fine.

Me too.

Well, so the surprise is that Bernard...

He missed his flight, he's still in Zurich.

Pity for him, but we're starting.

We could all just take a plane to Zurich.

You're home.

Sorry, you should have said something.

That wouldn't be a surprise anymore.

Well yes, but...

I had forgotten it myself.

I saw the presents.
It is very kind.

Where can I make up for it with a dinner?

Not tonight.

Right, yes...

Thierry and his fiancee.

Really, I'm sorry.

It must have been dreadful.

We didn't need you to drink.

We drank quite a lot.

You have some time still.
- I'm going to get myself a coffee.

Till tonight.

You have three new messages.
Yesterday 5:47 PM.

M. Barthelme, with Richard Dumont.
Can you call back when you get this message? It's urgent.

Can you call back after this message? It's urgent.

Today at 9:00 AM.

Thanks for last night.

I'm at the airport.
My flight is in an hour.

I'll miss you.

I'll miss you.
We had a good fuck.

Dreaming of you.

What can I say?
That was on the boring side.

You can't really judge in one hour.

What did you tell Thierry?
- What he wanted to hear.

He can't care anyway.

No, he believed you.

Even better.

I've got a headache.

Taken an aspirin...

Did you find your mobile?
- Yes.

There were messages on it.

I didn't listen to them.

I didn't delete them.

A woman saying goodbye.

Were you with her last night?

No.

Listen to your message,
you'll see. It's clear.

Do you listen to my messages?

Did you spend the night with her?

No.

Where were you then?

Who is she?

It's a girl...
A crazy case.

It's no one.

Has it been going on for long?

It was of no importance.

Of no importance? Come on!

Catherine, it's not worth it.

Ok, you don't have to say anything.

After all, we talk about nothing.

I thought you placed yourself higher.

What do you mean, higher?

Does it happen so often then?
- Of course not.

Not often, no.

But once in a while, yes.

It's trivial, that's why
I'm not telling you.

Is that the reason?

I understand you're hurt, but...

If you knew how I felt...
- I don't care!

You're right.
Maybe we talk too little.

But you don't say anything about yourself either.

No, it's become normal.

You've grown away.

Don't talk about me.

It's true. We don't make love anymore.

We don't touch anymore.

I don't know if it's because of me or you.

Maybe it's unavoidable.

And one day it dies away.

I hope not.

And with these women...

What happens?

What do you like?

Actually I don't know anything about it.

I'm not going to tell you how I...

Yes.

Then we'll share something.

What are you saying?

I can leave you immediately too.

Catherine.

Are you looking for somebody?
- No.

Can I do something for you?
This is a private club.

- A whiskey please.
- Sit over there.

Sit over there.

The whiskey, with Perrier?

No, dry.

- Do you want ice?
- Yes please.

That's good.

There aren't any people yet.

- When does it usually start?
- Eleven, half-twelve.

Are you going to offer me something to drink?

If you want.

- Everything fine? Not too strange?

It's ok.

Which perfume do you have on?

- Jicky.

- It suits you.

I constantly change.

Did you just come in by coincidence?

No, not really.

- I work in the neighborhood.
- You seldom see women here.

Women like you I mean.

I imagine.

Couples yes, but a woman alone...

- Maybe you'd prefer that I leave you alone.

- No, no, no.

Maybe...
you can help me.

Sure, why not.

Tell me.

Some girls don't go with women.
I do.

- It's not for me.
- Who for then?

I think...
that my husband would like you...

You're choosing for him?

- Can't he come himself?
- No.

- No.

Why not?

Is he handicapped?

Do you want a threesome?

No, he knows nothing about this.

- Didn't you recognise me?
- I wasn't sure.

A coffee, please.

His name is Bernard.

He's often at a table next to the counter.

He has a coffee
before he goes to work.

How shall I describe him?

He wears a blue scarf,
a dark jacket.

A couple of newspapers...

He's big, brown hair, strong.

You could call him attractive.

And if he asks what I do?

You're learning languages
to become a translator.

Excuse me,
do you have a light?

Thanks.

I was asking for a light.

And I sat down again.

He pretended as if he was reading.
But then he stood up.

and came over to talk.

What did he say?

The usual.
If I came there often, to my work...

I told him about the language courses.

He said he had to go to an appointment

and asked for my name.

I didn't answer.

We have to think of a name.

I don't know if Marlene...

is really your name.

We can call you Nathalie.

Yes, Nathalie.

What does your husband like?

What gives him pleasure?

He has things he likes.

With us it's always been... standard.

Maybe he'd like to be surprised.

How did he look at you?

He fell fast.

You chose well.

- Shall I pay you now?

- Yes.

You can check.

No, it's fine.

How are you getting home, Yolaine?

- I'm taking a taxi.

No, I'll give you a lift.

This dinner has to unify
the loneliness we both have.

But it doesn't subject you to anything
of course. Come.

See you, Yolaine.
See you, Francois.

See you, Francois.
Goodbye.

He really held on to you, Francois.

- I asked about his love life.

That must have been something.

He's going for the 'adventure'
Why not?

No, he's not going further.

He pays.

He's scared and runs away.

He's scared of a real relationship.

And you?

Do you sometimes sleep with a prostitute?

Why do you ask that?

- You can say if you like.

- No, that's not for me at all.

Why?

I find it cold.

- Have you had a good day?

- Um, no. No.

I had an important appointment
and it was terrible.

I didn't like the others thoughts
so was screwing around.

As a result: it ended.

Gryner was there, looking perplexed.

And you?

I was finished early.

I went to buy shoes. Quite expensive.

- Are you still reading?

- No.

Mum?

- Aren't you sleeping?
- Of course not.

- Then maybe you should get up.

- Getting up or not, what difference does it make?

- No, please.

- It's midday and the sun is shining.

- You can ask Nora to clean up.

- Certainly not. She steals stuff.

- What?
- Towels, cutlery...

But I have to keep quiet.

You should fire her
since you're paying her.

How evil that person is.

It's disgraceful.

Your husband called me.

Charming! We wondered why
we never saw each other.

- You never want to leave the house.

- Or you obstruct it.

- He's busy, he's often travelling.

- He's quite funny though.

He got me laughing after two sentences.

You're lucky. Such a cute guy.

- Yea, he can definitely show himself.

- You never talk about it.

Maybe you find it normal, but
I don't know if you realize,

- He's been cheating on me for years.

- Yea, that sucks.

But it's not unusual.
- Is it tasty?

- Yes very nice.

Hello.
- Hello.

- Do you want to drink something?
- Coke.

A coke please.

- Everything all right?

- Yes.

We saw each other again.

He was sitting in the same place.

With his coffee and newspapers.

He had to go off to work
and gave me a date before lunch.

He paid for a drink.

But it was very busy,

so he suggested a different place.

- We went to a hotel.

- The bar of a hotel?

No, to a room.

How so, to a room?

Yes, it happened automatically.
He got what he wanted.

You went to bed with him?

Yes.

That's not it.

That's not what I asked for!

- What then?

- I didn't ask you to get down on him.

He came down on me,

as if he hadn't fucked in 10 years.

You understood me wrongly.

It was decided.

You're a normal average girl, Nathalie.

After how much time does your
Nathalie go to bed?

I don't know what you want.

Sorry.

I made a mistake.

Hurry up, we'll be too late.

Is there something up?

Go without me, I don't feel too well.

- Don't do that to me now.
- I think I'm getting the flu.

Are you angry?

- Why would I be?

- People say these things...

which they don't want to say.

- Do you want an aspirin?

- I already took one.

I'll be back early.

Good evening. Would you like
something to drink?

- A whiskey please.

What do you want?

- Sorry about this morning.

- It's ok.

- You didn't say it.

- What?

- The hotel, the room, how it went.

- Sorry, I don't have time.

- I paid you.

- Come on.

We'll change clothes here.

Lets think...

It was a nice room.

With red colors.

At first there was no hesitation...

maybe because it went so fast.

I don't know.

We took something from the minibar.

I didn't say anything.

He didn't either.
But I knew that he wanted me.

The way that he looked at me.

He looked at my breasts.
I stretched a little.

He understood that I wanted him to have
his way with me.

I unbuttoned my blouse

and then changed my hair,
like this with my hand.

as if I didn't know
my blouse would fall open.

He came to me.

I felt his breathing.

I think he was already very excited.

Then he grabbed me by the neck

He asked me to take off
the rest of my clothes,

and lie down on the bed

to close my eyes.

He turned off the lights,

except the one in the bathroom.

Then he took off his clothes.

I didn't see him,
but I felt his eyes fall on me.

He lay down on me.

I felt his mouth on my neck

his tongue on my breasts.

And then here.

Shall I continue?

Yes.

He wanted to take me
straight away, but

I found that too fast, so...

I stood up and took another glass.

I was thirsty.

He came behind me.

He stood against my back.

I started to move my thighs.

He took his cock in his hand
and touched me all over.

He asked if I liked it.

He wanted to hear me say it.

Then I gave him a condom

and he came inside me.

He barely moved, as if he was scared
to come too soon.

Suddenly he pulled himself out

and took me to the bed.

There I slowly jerked him off,
carefully.

I didn't want him to come immediately.

Then I went on top.

I thrust my head backwards.

Often men don't want to be stared at.

They concentrate on what excites them.

How long did it last?

I don't remember. Quite long.

When he came to orgasm,
he suppressed his scream.

I think he enjoyed it.

And you? How did you feel?

It did excite me some, how
he didn't know you were behind all this.

But nothing else.

When I'm with a customer,
I don't feel anything.

Did he notice it?

I pretend. That's my job.

Well.

I have to go.

Hi, Alice.

- Hello madam.
- Everything alright?

- Yes thank you.

Hello, madam.
- Hello.

- Come along.

Was it here the first time too?

With me it's not all right, and with you...

He was too late.

He hadn't had lunch.

Did he order that?

- He doesn't like Vouvray.
- I do.

Do you want some?

- It's my glass.
- Thank you.

Tasty, isn't it?

- Did it happen before?
- Before and after.

Sit down.

This time he undressed me.
But not completely.

I came from the other side of the room

slowly moving towards him
whilst I gave him a tight look.

I stroked my nipples.

He came closer.

Then he started licking them
and bit them softly.

He then placed his fingers in my mouth.

He has nice hands,
and nice skin.

- You think so?
- Yes. It's soft skin.

I took his hand and brought them
between my thighs.

He went inside my underwear
and pushed his fingers inside.

It was quite brutal, but expert-like.

I closed my legs.
He liked me giving resistance.

He penetrated me.

It lasted a long time.
And then he came to orgasm.

This time without suppressing a scream.

He didn't want me to leave.

- Didn't he go back to the office?
- Not immediately.

He was tired and fell asleep.

I waited till he breathed normally again.

I had some cream in my handbag.

I put some in the palm of his hands.
This smell.

I stroked his cock with it.

I put some on my stomach.

When I felt he was about to come,
I grabbed him and fucked him.

Then I kissed him, quickly.

I thought he'd like it.

After that we smoked a cigarette.

He gently took my hand.

I still had appointments
and wanted to get up.

He stopped me:
''I don't want you to leave.''

A girl like Nathalie
would have stayed, right?

Is that how you see Nathalie?

- Something like that, yes.
- Watch out.

He lies like anything.
He isn't allowed to dump you immediately.

I don't expect that.

Living in a hotel must be nice.

Was he talking about me?

He said he had a woman
he loved deeply.

Yes, apparently he really loves me.

- Have you been doing this for long?
- I don't keep count.

- What time do you start?
- Seven.

How many days a week?

Normally four.
I can do more too if I want.

You smell good. What fragrance is that?

Do you like it? I bought it today.

No, I'm exhausted.

She's there. Shall we go?

See you later.

- Everything all right?
- Yes, with you?

Bitch! Talking about bitches, do you
know what I had to do?

A woman wanted the exact same
spots as you.

The previous week she came too.
Make-up Marilyn Monroe.

For the lips she wanted help from me.

Did you see him?

- Yes, but I was about to no go.
- How come?

I had a problem. Women's things.
But he still wanted to go to the hotel.

He wanted me to undress,
but I refused to.

He could touch me under my clothes, I said.

But he wanted to come together or nothing.

He asked questions about my life.
I just made up some stuff.

He also told me a lot about himself.

And about you.

He had the feeling that at the time
you were somewhere far away.

I wondered if he knew about it,
if he was violent.

How he would react.

- Hello?
- I'm still here.

- Am I bothering you? Are you free tonight?
- No. Not tonight.

- Pity. I'm not working.
- Come and eat something.

- Come, Catherine.
- See you later. I'll call you.

Who was it?

Your mother?

Big secret.

Everything OK?

Eat. It'll get cold.
Now that we're the three of us.

- How was he? Calm?
- Yes.

He saw people he knew
and waved to them.

- What kind of people?
- A couple.

- Was it a young woman? An old one?
- Like you.

He found it annoying that they saw him.

I was wearing this skirt.

My shoulder band kept sliding off.

One time he did it good again and
stroked my shoulder.

I took his hand under the table
and slid it through my thighs upwards.

I wasn't wearing any underwear.
He noticed.

He hesitated, but didn't do anything.

And suddenly he got what he wanted.

I told him I was going to the bathroom...

and that he should join me over there.

I waited a few minutes in the ladies' room
with the door ajar.

I wasn't sure if he'd come.

Just when I wanted to go back
upstairs he came.

We went inside the cabin.

He pushed me against the wall and
kissed me bitingly in the neck.

He opened up my legs.

Then a woman wanted to come inside
but he blocked the door shut.

We were thrown out of the
restaurant as if we were thieves.

It was all for nothing.

No.

We walked through the street.

He constantly looked at me, as if
he still wanted to ask me something

but wasn't sure how to put it.

I felt he was still excited.

We walked through a carriage gate

There was a patio behind that...

with a some small stairs.
I went to sit over there.

He stayed on his feet.

Motionless, without touching me.

I took my dress off.
I was stark naked.

We didn't care
about people passing by.

I went up the stairs.
He came after me.

We heard voices coming out of the rooms.

On the last step,
I leant against the window.

There he took me.

He fucked me. It was hefty.

And then...

something happened.

Nathalie also came.

Nathalie... you?

With me it never happens whilst I work.

But you did enjoy it.

That's your fault.

Do you still love him?

I don't know.

- Please, madam.
- Thank you.

- Your mother called.
- I'll call her back.

- Can you help a sec?
- Of course.

How old were you when you had
your first period.

Fourteen.

- And your job?
- Dancer. Classical ballet.

- Do you use contraception?
- No.

- Do you want a child?
- Certainly not.

Don't you take any precautions
whilst having sex then?

I've never done it before.

I'm listening.

I tried it once.

It was a disaster. I couldn't.

It hurt so much I got into a panic.

I don't know if I'm like everybody.

- See you, Miss.
- Thank you.

- Hi Alice. See you tomorrow.
- Hi, madam.

What are you doing here?

I saw your sign.
I hesitated but decided to come.

Was that wrong?

No.

I'll get changed.

- Do you get girls like me too?
- Sometimes.

I couldn't, we know each other.

- I shouldn't have come.
- This is my job.

- Did you see him again?
- Yes.

- We can talk about it later.
- We're here now already.

I don't want to talk about it here.

Go on. Start.

OK.

What happened today?

Oh yes, I had to sit
on my hands and feet.

He pulled my thighs apart.
Without any kind of lube, he spat.

And then he said something like:
''I want your ass, I'm going to take you.''

- I let him have his way...
- You can stop now.

Are you shocked?

You wanted all the details.

Is that how he really talks?

- Vulgar words like that are nothing to him.
- Not my fault.

And you gabble it off like that...

It's slutty in...

Slutty? Yes, and then?

You have no idea what they all saw.

- He is not a customer like any other.
- You are not a customer like any other.

- It can't work every time.
- What do you mean?

I can't help getting excited.

I know that's how you make your living.

But your tricks to excite men

will surely not work with everybody.

You'd better leave.

Go and look for somebody else.

As you see, I'm back in real estate,
my first profession.

OK. It's still quite empty,

but the potential is enormous.

I didn't invite you for no reason.
I'm in search of resources.

You saw, and now the appraisal comes,

that the area is flourishing.

- It's blooming amazingly.
- My wife.

Good evening.

- Still in Strasbourg?
- Yes, and very glad.

- Call me sometime.
- Marianne !

See you.

A great woman.
She worked with us for six months.

No. Actually she didn't.

Good night.

This place is nice,
although I don't know what he wants with it.

- We'll make it.
- It's already succeeded.

- You know I have to leave. A flight.
- It did give me pleasure though.

- Thank you.
- Here.

- No, not now.
- Yes, like that I don't owe you.

OK then. See you tomorrow, hon.

See you, Francois. And congratulations.

How are you?

He often travels, huh?
Sorry, not my business..

I'd like another glass of champagne.

Thank you.

- Do you like this music?
- Yes, very good.

- What is it?
- Joy Division.

- Don't know them.
- The singer hung himself.

The group Joy Division used to
be called Wallsaw

and is now called New Order.
It's world famous.

They're actually friends of mine.

- Do you play any instruments?
- Guitar.

- And you sing too?
- Yes.

- You're not going to hang yourself, are you?
- No, certainly not.

Is there something up?

I think I'll go home.
Where can I find a taxi?

We have plenty of time.

Come have a drink with me.

I'll take you on the stairs.

Open your eyes...
Yes, great.

I had a lot of trouble finding you.

- Who told you I was here?
- I went to the bar.

- Do you want to do this job as...
- Yes, why not.

I find it quite fun.
I have a diploma.

I have to think about the future.

- So you'll stop with it some time?
- Of course.

It's certainly not my calling in this world.

But we've not reached that point in time yet.

I received your message.

What did you want to say?

That I went to bed with a man.

Quite a cute man.
And quite rough too.

- Did he also pay?
- I let it go. I was drunk.

That helps.

I thought about something again.

We can't leave it as it is.

Oh no?

- I thought we were done.
- I don't.

I saw him again.

- Did he call you?
- No, I did.

I was in the mood. I thought I wasn't
going to see you again.

We talked.
I'd had a dreadful day.

I'd just been put out of my flat.

He was very sweet. He listened.
That gave pleasure.

He acted as if your problems
hurt him.

No, not acted.

And where are you sleeping now?

- He offered to rent something for me.
- But you refused.

I told him I'd think about it.

I'd find it awkward against you.

You see, this flat is sub-divided.

This is the southern side.

The kitchen is fully furnished and
there's a lot of storage space.

- Is it for two?
- No.

Excuse me...
Hello?

One moment... Take your time looking
around. I'll wait outside.

It's really a bad time.
I'm with customers.

- Do you like it?
- Yes.

- But you don't have to pay.
- Yes I will. It'll help you.

Where would you go otherwise?
To a hotel?

I'm used to this.

I once opened one in
the Antilles, in Saint-Barth'.

- How long?
- Two years. It didn't work out.

There I started again. Resumed.

Haven't seen him in a while.

Say you're going to visit some family.

- Call him in a couple of days.
- Why?

What do you want?

Let him wait.

Frustrate him.
Miss a couple of dates.

Then I won't have to tell you anything anymore.

Where were you?
Your client's been waiting for half an hour already.

Put him at ease. I'm sorry.

Oh, you're there?

- Did you receive my message?
- No.

Another crisis with your mother.

- Again.

- Do you want to join me for lunch?

- Where would you like?

- Let's go to La Fregate.

You look tired.

A little, but it's ok.

Do you have worries?
No, not really.

Tell me.

No, nothing.

I haven't been getting enough sleep lately.

Do you want some wine?

- Do you have Vouvray?
- Sure, madam.

I didn't know you liked to drink Vouvray.

Shall we go away next week
for a couple of days.

- Can you free yourself up?
- It's not easy. I've been working a lot.

I thought you couldn't leave Paris?

Yes...

but I want to get out.

No, I can't.

Are you disappointed?

Yes, I'm disappointed.

Very disappointed.

I don't get it.

What are you running away from?
- I'm not running away at all.

Good.

Terrible.

You feel so bad here?

No, you're a sweetheart.

But I'm bored out of my mind.

- Sorry, don't take it personally.
- Stay down.

Well no. It itches like anything.
Maybe I have lice.

How late is it?
I'm going to the hairdressers.

No, I'm not going to the hairdressers.

- I can cut everything too.
- No, you'll hurt yourself!

Hello?

Ah, hi.

Well, tell him
you don't feel too good.

That you'll ring him back tomorrow.

You don't have to give any explanations.

I'm your mother.

No, not so well.

No, a hair problem.

My mother.

- Hello. Nathalie.
- Yes miss.

- Are you a professional?

- Yes.

Nathalie works at a hairdressers.

I'm not saying anything,
but we will give a treatment.

That kills any nits.
After that I'll trim the ends.

I'll put some rolls in it, the foam on
it and then you won't see anything anymore.

I trust you. I guess I have to.

How do you know each other?

We work in the same neighbourhood.

You're neighbours then?

Do you know Bernard?

Why are you laughing like that idiot?

What did I say?

...wanted to forget

A cheery song.

In the summer streets

You I don't forget

That summer street

Any a girl that was walking there

''All dreams'' rhymes with ''coming to an end''

Nothing will happen what you dream

Gone before it even started

The time of a dance

A chorus in rhymes

It's nice.

Before I used to love that tune.

Now it doesn't make me feel anything anymore.
I'm really dry now.

- No, you sung it really well.
- What do you think?

I'm going to say, sleep well.

You still have to come and visit me.

- Goodnight, Mum
- Goodnight.

You look nice in this photo.

I was seventeen then.

I prefer you the way you are now.

Don't need anything?

Can you pass me those cigarettes?

Thank you.

Want one?

Nice armband.

- Bought it in Morocco.
- Silver?

Too big.

- Was this your room?
- Yes.

Then I'm sleeping in your bed?

Did you ever bring guys home ?

That happened sometimes.

By the school there was a bar.

There've been some.
Not many.

And?

I was quite a hot chick.

People forget things.

Wasn't there one who meant more to you?

Yes. One.

It was very intense. I broke it off.

But I kept thinking about it for years.
Even while things were going well with Bernard.

Because it was going well?

Yeah.

It's getting late.

A coffee, please.

- How was your day?
- Good, good.

- Yes?
- You have days everything is quite OK.

- Why? Who did you see?

- Nobody in particular.

Row four.
- Thanks.

There.

Sorry.

I had lunch with Thierry yesterday.

With Thierry?
- Yeah.

Yes, it was very nice.

We never talked so well with each other.

Afterwards his girlfriend came.
Very smooth.

- Aren't you feeling well?
- Yes I am.

Why did you want to see this?
Good reviews?

- You wanted to see it.
- Oh yes, that's true.

- Didn't you remember?
- No.

I don't feel well,
I'm going home.

- I'll go with you.
- You don't have to. You can stay.

Pardon.

- It was about time.
- Ammunition.

- Have fun.
- Bubbles heat me up right away.

That's nice.
In this drowsy weather I'm really cold.

- Yeah, we come from the south.

- Oh, me too. Well, I worked in Cannes.

In Cannes?
- Yeah.

We have a shop in Nice,
but I'm from Cannes.

That's my city. When were you there?

- About six years ago.
- We're doing a confectionary fair.

Good evening.

- Isn't Marlene there?

- Upstairs, with clients.

- Don't bother her. Can
I get you something to drink?

No, I'm fine.

- Can I see Simone?

- Beautiful. I'll introduce you...

Are you feeling better?

- How was it?

Not bad.

Not bad at all.

The main part was longwinded,

but it was good.

- It's already late. Do you
want to have something to eat?

- No, I'm not hungry.

Why do you watch that rubbish?

He came and lay down on me.

He wanted to come on my face.

I wondered
if you'd want that.

I hesitated.

I said yes,
but shyly.

As if it was the first time.

He came and stood above me.

And jerked himself off.

I got it all over my face.

It was warm.

And then he left again.

I stayed alone,
naked in the room.

I must have slept for a while.
I drank something. I was thirsty.

I wanted to call you, but...

I stood up, the window was open.

I looked outside.

It was raining lightly,
but it wasn't cold.

I didn't feel like going.

I have to go to London.

It's definite now.

I'll be back tomorrow morning or in the evening.

Did you see my black sweater?

And your passport, there.

Morning, Mum.
- Morning.

Marie's here.

She lost her keys.
That's why we slept here.

Clever.

Oh hello.

Come inside.

I'm here.

- Is this where you receive clients?

- Customers, not really.
They're more like friends.

Friends... but not Bernard.

No, not him.

I thought you wouldn't like that.

I'd also prefer you do it elsewhere
with the others.

Ok.

He's quite calm with me.

I don't know what's going on inside him.

He went crazy in the flat.
He thought I had somebody else.

- I couldn't really say it was you.
- Poor devil.

He was jealous.

I actually like that though.

Did you feel flattered?

Not just that.

With men, jealousy is a reflex.

- And after that everything was all right again?
- Yes.

He undressed you...

He was excited,
you gave him a blow job, he fucked you.

No, he couldn't.

I saw him suffering and didn't insist.

But it did touch me somehow.

How so, touched you?

He felt he was using me
and didn't want that.

Because he respects you in such a way...

- I think he's serious.

- No.

He wants to live together with me.

He couldn't have possibly said that?

Why?

- If he knows who you are...
- Tell him, then we'll see.

Naked in a hotel room, it's possible,
but in his world...

What's special about it,
except that no more fucking happens?

I couldn't care less about him anymore.

That's not true,
otherwise you would have left him.

I'll see you later.

Come, there's a table over there.

A glass of champagne?

Hi, Djamel. Two champagnes.

- Hi, joke.
- Fuck off.

Don't be so annoyed.

Men amongst themselves!
Now if they were homos...

Do you have somebody in your life?

No.

Everything all right?

- You know everybody here.
- I come here after work. Cosy, isn't it?

Cigarette?

Thanks.

We're going out to a club later.

- Good? Do you like to dance?
- I don't dance very well.

Yeah, I didn't even see
the guy at the time.

But you looked with such a gaze.

- We're lost aren't we?
- I know exactly where we are.

I thought you were quite rude
to him.

What's that?

Strange, isn't it?

- You ok?

- Yes.

He had a strange smell.

A smell of daffodils.

Daffodils are really yellow, right?

Can you make perfume with daffodils?

I really doubt it.

Taxi.

Last time I went inside a taxi
they were playing jazz.

- Hi, sir.
- What was playing?

- Hey.

I want to go home.

I'll take you.

Hello.

Hey.

You lost your hairbrush?

- Do you have breakfast?
- No, just an apple.

Have a good day.

I was worried.

You could have told me.

I didn't know where to call.

Sorry.

Were you really worried?

Very worried.

Are you surprised by that?

I thought you wouldn't be that worried.

Did you meet somebody?

I guess you can call it that.

How long for?

A couple of weeks.

Right.

Yes, I thought so.

Who is it?

- I thought you'd like it.

- I don't know what you mean.

- Stop.

Stop lying all the time.

Don't deny it.

- But I don't know
what you're talking about.

- I know you do.

- What do you know?

Say it if you know.

- It's so obvious.
- No... it's not.

No, it's really not.

Look at me.

I don't understand you, Catherine.

What have I done wrong to you?

You can tell me everything you know.

What is your star sign? Twins?
- Twins.

Then you have a strong ascendant.

Shall we order another bottle?

Cheers.

Can I ask you something?

Are you shaven?

Excuse me a sec. I'll be right back.

We didn't make a date.

He wants to leave me.

You were right.

He does want to leave me.

- Did he say that?
- No.

Not with so many words.
But I feel it.

He really keeps his distance.
And acts cold.

He hardly says anything.

He doesn't even lie about what
he does in his time.

Maybe you're mistaken.

I don't think so, no.

You didn't talk with each other, right?

No.

- Marlene, your client's waiting.

Yes.

Meet you at the bar of the hotel?

- I have to pay you, don't I?

- No.

Everything all right?
- Yes.

- With you?
- Yes.

It's nice here.

Do you come here?

- Once in a while.

- What do you want to drink?

- I'd like a whiskey, please.

I still don't know
what you want to tell me.

- You'd be angry if I did.
- No.

No, I can understand.

Maybe I broke something.

- Are you listening.
- Yes.

If you had another man,
you would have told me.

But every time I say something...
or do something...

it doesn't seem to get through.
You're angry with me.

It can't end like this, can it?

Why not?

Because I love you.

Who is that girl?

No idea.

I'm going to move house.

I was waiting till you came.

Your husband didn't look at me.
He only gave me a light.

He didn't see me.
You have a different taste.

I stole from you.

Yes, you lied to me.

Stolen.

Why?

It was a chance like I never got before.

Not having to do it.

And you wanted it so much.

And so you just made everything up.

If I didn't say it, we wouldn't have
seen each other again.

It's easy to say that.

Now you won't believe me anymore.

- We're going to be late.
- I'm hurrying.

And what if we didn't go?