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At first, there was nothing.

Except music.

On the first day, He created the sun.

It stings my eyes.

Then He created Earth.

On the second day, He created the sea.

It wets my feet.

And wind tickles.

On the third day, He created records.

People born in the States speak English.

I don't know where I was born.

I think it was in Mongolia.

On the fourth day, He created television.

I use Dentofresh.

Bake for 10 minutes, then pour the topping

over the pear scented with cinnamon and lemon.

On the fifth day, He created grass.

It cries when you cut it.

You have to comfort it by speaking gently to it.

If you touch a tree,

you become a tree.

If you close your eyes,

you become an ant.

On the sixth day, He created men.

They come in all colors.

- There's blue. - There's black.

- There's red. - There's white.

Orange too.

Red.

Green.

Blue.

"Butterflies

"Blue, white, gray or black

"Quick, quirky, nimble Stumbling and lurching

"They are heavenly flowers Admire their winged flight."

Nathalie is a woman.

I prefer women because they're not prickly

when you kiss them.

One day, I'll marry Nathalie.

Will you marry me?

You know I can't. I love Johnny Hallyday.

It doesn't matter.

You're very pretty. Look at this. You're beautiful!

Look at this... You're beautiful.

Stop!

To have a baby, a man and a woman look at each other.

They don't know each other, so they get married.

Please stand closer together.

Please pose with more confidence.

What?

Could you pose with more confidence?

Confidence in what?

The future.

They get married.

They kiss on the lips, like on TV.

Then the precious seed escapes!

If it's a boy, we'll name him Georges.

On Sunday, He rested.

That was on the seventh day.

THE EIGHTH DAY

Please extinguish all cigarettes and fasten your seat belts.

Remain seated until the plane has come to a complete stop.

You can retrieve your luggage at Terminal B.

Passengers with nothing to declare

should follow the white arrows.

If you have goods you want to declare,

follow the red arrows.

You need to know, because everyone's a salesman.

We all sell ourselves at one point or other.

Follow the 4 basic rules:

1. Look your client in the eye.

2. Smile.

3. Exude an air of success.

People prefer to deal with someone who's successful.

4. Be enthusiastic.

Enthusiasm is contagious!

Hi, Dad.

Mom can't drive to town Friday. You'll have to come pick us up.

Good morning! We can expect

sunny skies today with an average temperature of 70

and a high of 77

in some parts of the country.

Motorists should avoid the beltway.

Traffic is heavily backed up on Highway 12 and the E-411.

See yourself winning.

Think positive thoughts. Only use positive words.

Shun negative words.

Be proud, but don't admire yourselves in the mirror.

But be proud both of yourselves and your bank!

Green.

Green, green, green...

Green!

Rise and shine!

We'll have another beautiful day today.

Temperatures will remain warm until Wednesday.

The Weston at 11:30, the General at 11:45.

I need a half-hour at the Weston.

- Your wife called. Pick up... - Sorry, I don't have time.

She can let the kids take the train.

I'll pick 'em up at the station.

Endeavor to look like your client.

Observe him.

Copy his gestures, attitudes and intonations.

Two similar individuals are more likely to get along

than 2 different ones.

Your interlocutor will never know you're imitating him.

Similarity is inconspicuous.

But differences are unsettling.

Got a minute, Harry? Our convention's on the 14th.

The 14th?

- That's my daughter's birthday. - As well as my wife's.

What can you do?

The girls!

- Hello? - It's Julie.

The girls are back home.

How are they?

They're fine, but they don't want to see you.

What?

It'd be better for them if you didn't see them for a while.

- Let me talk to Alice. - She doesn't want to.

I'm coming over right now.

No, we have an agreement. You can't come over.

"Mama, you are

"The world's most beautiful mom

"No other mother

"Even comes close..."

Mom!

My baby!

My little baby.

Mom, I want to leave. I want to go back home.

You know that's not possible, Georges.

I'm proud of you.

Mom!

Have a nice weekend.

- What's up, Georges? - Mom's gonna pick me up.

Put your suitcase away.

- We're having fries for lunch. - I hate fries!

It's 7:30.

Traffic is heavy on the E-411.

Mornin'.

- Are you OK? - Yeah, I'm fine.

We're all waiting for you.

I just needed a moment to myself.

I'm not...

What?

I'm not sure...

- That what? - I dunno.

I'm asking myself questions.

About what?

About life.

Life...

I did nothing wrong.

It's not my fault. I'm not saying it's yours.

No.

I've never let you down.

It's hard.

Why'd you leave me?

You never told me why.

- I don't know why. - Julie!

If I knew what the problem was, I'd tell you, but I don't.

It isn't your fault.

It's me.

I'm afraid my life is just this.

What?

This.

I need to know

who I really am.

You're you.

- Believe in yourself. - Spare me your motivational BS.

It's designed to boost sales.

Can't you see

you've become the methods you preach?

Julie...

- Don't touch me! - Julie!

Don't touch me!

It's like it burns!

It's 7:30. The sky is overcast.

Thunderstorms are expected to develop overnight.

I can't concentrate here!

I'll need a couple of days to write my speech at home.

Yours?

I never saw it. Sorry.

I'll drive you home.

Where do you live?

Do you speak French?

What?

I'm not deaf!

You do speak French! Where do you live?

- 18 Rue Cerisiers. - Is it around here?

I'm hungry.

Let's go.

They'll take care of you here.

Officer!

There's a guy with me. I think he's handicapped.

- Bring him in. - He won't get out of the car.

- And he's hungry. - I can't leave my desk.

I have to answer calls. I can give him a ham sandwich.

Show him in.

Get out.

Get out!

I can't take care of you!

You can eat a ham sandwich inside.

- He's right outside! - I can't leave the station.

I'm all alone.

- Come back tomorrow morning. - And look after him overnight?

- He lives on Rue des Cerisiers. - That's about a mile from here.

I don't care!

It's your job to check it out! That's why we pay taxes!

So where is he?

He's gone.

I hate ham!

What are you doing here, John?

It's not John, it's Georges.

18 Rue Cerisiers.

You're sure you live on des Cerisiers?

Georges's house, mother

and sister.

Rue des Cerisiers, Brussels?

I live at 18 Rue Cerisiers.

Yeah, but what city? Get out!

Dear God!

Dear God!

In the name of the Father and the Holy Spirit. Amen.

Hello.

- Hello, doctor. - Is everything OK?

Everything's fine.

Decorate the pastries with chocolate cream,

place them on top of one another

and then add ganache.

- What'd he eat? - Chocolate bars, jam, bread.

He's probably allergic to chocolate.

Are you on a restricted diet?

No chocolate. Not good for me!

Chocolate! I knew it. Never eat chocolate!

- Keep an eye on your friend. - He's not my friend.

It's 7:30. It'll be sunny today.

Hi!

My name is Georges.

I'm gonna go see Mom, who lives at 18 Cerisiers.

Nice tie! I'll buy nice clothes too.

Shoes!

Hello. May I help you?

I want shoes.

- Tennis! - Sit down, I'll go get them.

Beautiful shoes.

You're also very beautiful.

- Marriage, me and you? - Would you rather wear them?

Marriage with me?

- I'm already married. - So what? So am I.

Two eyes, 2 hands,

2 ears, 2 lovers...

700 F.

You gave me 26 F.

- I want shoes! - I can't just give them to you.

I want shoes!

I want shoes!

- Let's go. - No! I want shoes!

What kind of shoes would you like?

It's for him.

- What would he like? - Ask him.

I want shoes!

Get out.

What?

Get him out of here.

Your smile is insincere.

A good salesman is sincere. I loathe bad salesmen!

I want shoes!

I'm going up to my office. Wait for me here.

The fireworks will be the highlight.

We'll light up the city.

We want everybody talking about the Future Bank.

The fireworks will be synchronized to our ad jingle.

OK, let's go.

I want chocolate.

Come!

Come on!

You can't eat chocolate!

- Harry not nice! - Whatever!

- Schmuck! - What'd you say?

Schmuck! Asswipe! Dickhead! Faggot!

Son of a bitch!

- Mongol! - You're the mongol.

- Mongol! - Mongol!

Me, mongol.

My buddy Harry!

Come on, Harry! Laugh!

Laugh!

Mom!

Mom!

Yes?

Does an older woman live here?

Her.

Yes!

She died 4 years ago.

We bought her house.

I have her daughter's address. I forward her mail.

Mom died. Mom's in heaven.

- It's been 4 years. You knew. - I forgot.

- He's crazy! - Just don't say anything.

Now for the 20-point question:

Name the singer

in the following track.

Luis Mariano.

Luis Mariano!

The answer: Luis Mariano. Now here's the song.

- I won! Luis Mariano. - Just don't say anything!

Out! End of the line!

Your sister's address.

Find yourself another sucker.

Jesus!

- Cover your head, it's pouring! - You like me!

My buddy!

My buddy.

You like me.

- My buddy. - Wait.

- Come on. - Yeah, let's go.

"Love is a bouquet of violets

"Love is stronger than florets

"When joy comes around

"Winks at you and says hi,

"You have to

"Latch on to it

"Without hesitating.

"Love

"is a bouquet of violets

"Tonight let us pick its florets

"For deep in my soul

"There is but one woman

"Who will always be

"My only love."

- Georges? - It's me!

The institution called. What happened?

Hi.

- What happened? - He was lost along the highway.

Fabienne, what is it?

Uncle Georges!

Uncle Georges!

Calm down, children!

He found Georges and drove him here.

- Take him back. - Alain!

He's his responsibility.

Listen, Georges.

You can't stay here.

Things never work out, then we're both sad.

You should go back to the institution.

My sister!

Georges...

Georges!

Let go of him!

Let me...

Stop it, Georges!

Stop!

I love you, but I've already done all I can.

I have my life, my kids, Alain.

- Try to understand. - Not nice!

Mom said, "Be nice to Georges."

I told Mom, "No institution!"

I'm staying.

Mom always looked after you.

Who looked after me? I want to live. It's my life!

I can't look after you.

I told Mom I wouldn't do it!

But I love you,

darling little sister Fabienne.

Please go to your room.

Stay at the institution, OK? Good-bye, Georges.

Don't want institution.

I want to visit the seaside with my buddy Harry.

Here's the address.

Say, "Good-bye, house."

What?

Just say, "Good-bye, house."

Good-bye, house.

Say, "Good-bye, cars."

Good-bye, cars.

Know what this is?

An earthworm about to take a curve.

It's burned.

- Clear Table 6. - Fine.

You're sweet.

For you.

For me? Thank you.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I didn't know.

Excuse me.

I love her!

I really love her!

- Calm down. - I really love her!

- Hello? - Julie?

Please hold.

- Hello? - It's me.

Harry? I told you not to call.

- Was that your mother? - I needed help.

I'd like to kiss the girls.

- They'd rather not. - I'm in the area.

Don't come!

We have an agreement. My home is off-limits.

What have I done to you?

I don't want to discuss it.

It's not your fault.

It's me.

I need to get away from you.

- Good-bye. - Wait!

- I got Alice a birthday gift. - Her birthday's on the 14th.

I...

I can't make it that day. We're having our convention.

- Sorry. It's just this once. - It's not just this once.

It is, which is why I already have her gift.

I won't come in. Just let me...

I won't open the door. Don't come. Don't call back.

Here's the sea.

It's beautiful.

Thank you, Harry.

Georges!

Georges!

- Mom! - Be careful.

Mom!

Mom!

My buddy Harry!

Wait here.

Where are you going?

Please go away.

- Julie? Alice? Juliette? - Julie's not here.

- Leave before she comes back. - Julie!

Julie.

Go away, Harry. This is my home.

I'm here to see my daughters.

And to give Alice her gift.

The girls are at a friend's house.

- Alice! Juliette! - Out!

- Get out! - I can handle this.

You have 10 seconds to leave, or else.

1,

2,

3,

4,

5,

6,

7...

What?

- It's funny. - Think so?

Put it back.

I bought you this vase, remember?

- Get out. You're scaring me. - "Scaring" you?

I'm scaring you?

Let go of me!

Julie...

Let go.

- Julie. - Let go.

My Julie.

Don't touch me.

Please don't touch me.

Don't touch me! It burns!

You shouldn't have done that.

That's Dad's car.

Hi.

- Hi. - Are you a friend of Daddy's?

Is he here?

Surprise. Birthday.

My birthday's on the 14th.

14.

- 14. - 14.

My Dad'll pick me up that day. Will you come too?

I'd like to.

For you.

He can't make it then, right?

- Come on! - Let go!

Calm down!

Calm down!

Daddy?

- I came to give you your gift. - I know. Thanks.

Now it's over with.

Good-bye.

Come on, laugh. Smile!

Like so.

Come on.

Please open up for my buddy Harry!

Open!

Open!

Still sad?

Still sad?

Laugh, Harry!

Come on, laugh.

Laugh!

- Shall we go? - In a minute.

OK, in a minute.

Start.

Stop.

A beautiful minute.

That was our very own minute.

Yes.

"Tonight by the moonlight

"Pierrot, my dear friend

"A note I would soon write

"If a pen you'd lend

"Burnt out is my candle

"And my fire is cold...

Luis! Where are you going?

Georges!

It's me, Luis!

- Luis Mariano? - I'm disguised

so no one'll recognize me.

Incognito!

"Mama, you are

"The world's most beautiful mom

"No other mother

"Even comes close.

"I find you have

"Strange as it may seem

"The face of an angel

"From heaven above..."

Luis!

"I've traveled far and wide

"I've seen so much scenery

"But nothing matches the beauty

"Of your lovely gray hair."

I'm flying!

"Mama, you are

"The world's most beautiful mom

"My joy is unbridled

"When, arm in arm,

"Mama,

"We walk together."

- How's my little boy? - I heard you have a new friend.

Yes, my buddy Harry.

I'm so happy.

I'll live at Harry's.

Nice house, TV.

He said it's OK?

- Yes, it's OK. - Have you asked him?

Harry isn't ready yet. He has another life.

Learn to face reality, Georges.

I'm not reality.

You're the world's kindest soul.

Everything is possible for you.

Hold out your hand.

You're an angel.

You're different.

My buddy Harry.

Where are we going, Harry?

I'm sorry, I can't even take care of my own children.

My buddy Harry.

It's 7:30.

Your company's image

is mostly crafted by your employees.

Know how to treat the client,

how to speak, dress, and smile.

- Leave nothing to chance. - A ladybug!

Hello?

Are you OK?

My buddy Georges.

Harry. My buddy Harry.

Looks like the Queen of England wearing her coat.

Notice the schoolgirls,

the cloudy sky and the vivid colors

of the flowers.

When you look at them, you also see the king right above.

Notice all the flowers.

And the girls.

- More on the stairs. - You're right, more flowers.

Yes, exactly.

Please get out of the car.

No!

I want to drive. I'm happy.

We need a car to drive to the sea.

- Go ahead. - Please, sir...

Please, sir...

A car. Please.

You. Speak clearly.

We're expected

to attend

a little girl's birthday.

But we need to pick up

a friend.

Harry.

Harry.

- And a friend of ours. - Nathalie.

Nathalie.

We'll need

an automobile.

Ask nicely.

"Nicely."

I...

I would like a car!

But you need money.

- Exactly! - Lots of money.

Lots. But the problem...

We could borrow.

It's easy.

I'll switch on the ignition.

You just press this button.

Mr. Manager,

please give me a car!

One moment.

I'll be right back.

Open this door! Get out!

Get out of the way!

This concerns you all because we all "sell."

We all sell ourselves in various ways.

Follow the 4 basic rules:

1...

Smile.

2...

Look your client...

...in the eye.

2. Exude an air of success.

People like...prefer to deal

with someone who's successful.

4. Be enthusiastic.

Enthusiasm is contagious.

"Butterflies

"Blue, white, gray or black

"Quick, quirky, nimble

"Stumbling and lurching They are heavenly flowers..."

My buddy Harry!

My buddy Georges!

I no longer love Johnny Hallyday.

We can't. It's not allowed.

What isn't?

You know, to make love.

- Says who? - My father said so.

- Your father makes love. - That's different.

He's normal, he works,

he's an executive, he drives a car.

I'm not making love to an executive.

No, no, no!

Leave me the hell alone.

Nathalie!

Nathalie!

Come here!

It's all over now.

Ladies and gentlemen, the viewers at home...

I'm Georges. I'm sad.

Please tell my mom, "Come get me."

Mom...

I wanna go home to Mom.

- I'm not like everybody else. - That's true. You're better.

I can see Georges in your eyes.

What can I do?

Harry has children.

Georges causes problems for Harry.

Not true.

Mom.

Mom.

- My little darling. - Mom.

I want to go away with you. Things aren't working out.

- It's time to be a grownup. - I don't wanna be a grownup.

- I wanna be with you. - I'm far away, in heaven.

You're the best thing that's ever happened to me.

You're the best gift a mother

could ever hope for.

Mom.

Georges?

Georges?

Harry wants Georges.

Great fireworks.

"Mama, you are

"The world's most beautiful mom

"No other mother

"Even comes close.

"I find you have

"Strange though it may seem

"The face of an angel

"From heaven above.

"Mama, you are

"The world's most beautiful mom

"No other mother

"Even comes close.

"I find you have

"Strange though it may seem

"The face of an angel

"From heaven above.

"I've traveled far and wide

"I've seen so much scenery

"But nothing matches the beauty

"Of your lovely gray hair

"Mama, you are

"The world's most beautiful mom

"My joy is unbridled

"When, arm in arm,

"Mama,

"We walk together.

"Mama, you are

"The world's most beautiful mom

"For so much love fills

"Your pretty eyes.

"I have remained

"Despite my age

"Your sweet little boy

"Of much happier times..."

At first, there was nothing.

Except music.

On the first day, He created the sun.

It stings my eyes.

On the second day, He created water.

It'll make your feet wet.

Then He created the wind. It tickles.

On the third day,

He created grass.

It cries

when you cut it.

You have to comfort it by speaking gently to it.

If you touch a tree, you become a tree.

On the fourth day, He created cows.

Their breath is warm.

On the fifth day, He created planes.

You can travel by plane or watch planes fly by.

On the sixth day, He created people:

men, women, children.

I prefer women and children

because they're not prickly when you kiss them.

On the seventh day, His day of rest, He created the clouds.

If you watch them, you can see all stories.

Then He asked if anything was missing.

On the eighth day,

He created Georges.

And He saw that it was good.

Translation: Alberto De Lisi TV5 Québec Canada