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Everything is in here. Give it to the doctor.

Okay.

-Charlotte! -How are you?

-When are you leaving? -Tomorrow.

-To Villejuif? -For further testing.

-Alright. -How's Sophie?

-Better. -Will you give her a kiss?

-Promised. You send a postcard? -Promised.

I leave paying the rent to you.

What will you do there?

-Where will you live? -Her mother rented an apartment.

-Is it your first time together? -Yep.

I've never met that girl.

That's how it is.

-Does she know anyone in Paris? -No.

What's she doing?

Don't ask so much. We're going, that's it.

You're a nerve.

I'm leaving for one week. Period!

How's that going on your nerves?

-Don't talk to me like that! -Okay.

-What's this? -Money.

-For what? -So she lacks nothing.

I count on you.

This is not bad.

Good.

Hello. Come in, please.

-Sorry. Hello. -Hello.

Sit down.

-Go ahead. -No.

-Take a seat. -I prefer to stand.

-Good. Excuse me. -The file.

-It is there. -Thank you.

I called Dr. Alinsky. He has sent me your file.

He believes that further tests can clarify at least a couple of points.

Breathe.

That's okay. Breathe normally.

This is the liver there.

Good.

Okay.

Swallow your saliva. To see the size of your thyroid.

Good.

Would you lean forward please?

Breathe with your mouth open.

Good.

Well... Do you smoke?

No.

-You take the pill? -Yes.

Good.

-How's it going? -Well.

-Intestinal problems? -It happens.

-Good. Vomiting? -Yes. Sometimes.

-Headache? -Sometimes.

Do you suffer from vertigo?

Like everyone else... yes.

But rather often?

Rather often. Yeah.

Skin problems? Eczema, pimples, redness...

Pain in the bones? Rheumatism?

-No. -Your eyes... conjunctivitis?

No.

Good!

-Why didn't you tell me? -What?

-That it's serious. -I don't know.

You regret you came?

-I didn't say that. -Just go.

I'll manage alone.

What am I, an errand-boy? To carry your bags?

Better me than your mother, right?

I'm sick of always wondering what you're hiding.

-I thought we'd tell each other. -No. It's like that, sadly.

I don't tell you everything.

Prevention is unimportant. I don't have affairs...

I need more specific tests.

A thoracentesis, a CT scan.

-I need to see it. -What?

What's going on these radiographs, why am I here?

Well, this dark area to the left,

is a deviation of the trachea and mediastinum which means...

I don't understand anything.

It means you have water in the lungs.

We need to further examine this region here.

-Will the tests take long time? -No, they are fast.

I have exams after the 15th.

I think that's possible.

He's a good doctor.

-I don't care. -What?

I don't care.

It'll take only 4 days.

Afterwards you come home.

You have eaten up? I give you some privacy.

-And the number for the room? -I come with it.

A bit later. Call me if you need something.

I'll call my mother.

I'll leave now.

-Can I have the keys? -Here.

-Shall I take your stuff? -Okay.

See you soon.

Excuse me.

I need some details for the admission.

There are some papers to sign.

-I don't know if I have the right. -She's of full age.

She told us that to ask you. Please sit down.

Marie-H�l�ne, do you have the Chauvet file?

Thank you.

-Is he better? -Yes, more or less.

Please check if this...

is correct.

And we need a phone number in Paris.

0618...

424252.

Well, it is a sarcoma.

A lung cancer.

We'll see if there are other tumors.

Marie-H�l�ne, ask Pablo if there is a place in chemotherapy.

-Tomorrow. -Okay.

-It was on the desk. Excuse me. -It's okay.

-You have it? -Yes.

Don't move.

Don't move, the scan begins.

-Go to the adrenal glands. -Okay.

Did she have scintigraphy already?

Has she already had a scintigraphy?

-I don't know. -You don't know.

Breathe out.

-Hold your breath. -Okay.

Once more.

More zoom.

Breathe.

-Hello. -Isabelle, Paul.

Hi.

My boyfriend.

-This is for you. -Thank you.

-I put them here, okay? -Yeah.

-I fell asleep in the lobby. -Really?

-Did you miss your classes? -No.

You'll fuck up.

Have you eaten?

Hello.

I just check if it works well.

-You're okay? -Yes.

-Anything you need? -No thanks.

Is something wrong?

Try to relax.

Do you want a glass of water?

Don't worry.

Lean a little forward.

Like this. You'll soon feel better. Then you can stand up.

Hello?

I can't hear you.

Good, I'll open. Is it okay?

It's here.

Oh? They said it's on the first floor.

-I'm Ninon. Are you Paul? -Yes.

-Charlotte told me to come. -I didn't know, she sleeps now.

Really? Well, I'll come back later then.

-No, come in. -Do you have a vase?

-Where is she? -Shh!

-This way. -Okay.

It's so strange to see her here.

She lost weight, right?

-Take a seat. Like something to drink? -If you have.

-Orange juice? -If you have.

-Orange juice then? -Yes.

-May I smoke? -Sure.

-Has her mother rented this place? -Yep.

She's not here?

Here you are.

Thank you.

-You know her mother? -A little.

I've only met her briefly.

It must be hard for her.

I don't know if I'd like to see her in a bad state.

When did you meet Charlotte the last time?

Five years. Actually right after school.

I was fed up and left.

In the beginning we used to call each other.

-Best friends. -We're cousins.

-She never told that. -Remote, but cousins.

It was in fact her mother who told me you're here.

-She didn't want her to be alone. -I'm here.

Yeah. She isn't alone.

What is it exactly?

Cancer.

I thought they're just making some tests.

-Is she getting treatment? -Yes.

She started chemotherapy.

-Where's she ill? -In the bronchia.

So it's her lungs are...?

Poor thing!

It must be tough. I can't even imagine.

-Well, I better leave... -You can stay.

-You're alright? -Well, I try.

-Well, see you. -I'll tell her you were here.

-Do you know anyone here? -Only the neighborhood a bit.

-May I call you? -Yes.

Bye.

Why did she leave?

She had problems with her parents.

About what?

She was with a guy who was older than her. They went to Paris.

-It went well? -No, he left her.

It's very uncomfortable.

Don't touch.

-Is she single? -We didn't talk about it.

-I saw her for three minutes. -Yes.

Why don't we make love?

Is that normal?

I don't care what's normal.

I prefer not to wear any wig or a scarf.

No, certainly not.

For your femininity it's much better to wear something.

-Well, what do you prefer? -It's the same.

After treatment it'll grow again.

Yeah, but it'll still look artificial.

No. We can make an exact copy of your hair.

Volume, colour. It won't show at all.

Yeah?

What do you think?

I think it's ugly.

-No. It's not ugly. -Si

You can't say that.

My opinion.

Is it not her style? Doesn't the cut suit her... ?

-Have you had younger women before? -Of course.

They wear them for a few months. Until it grows again.

Yeah...

This is like "Dallas". C'mon, let's get out of here.

-Thanks anyway. -I'm at your disposal.

-Thank you. -Goodbye.

-You remember Ninon? -I left her a message.

-She's your type, Ninon. -Why do you say that?

I saw the girls you used to hang out with.

With your tattoo with two balls.

Vulgarity reassures guys.

-She's not vulgar. -Not at all.

No. It's five years since you met her.

Yeah.

-She's your cousin! -Exactly.

It's normal I say this, isn't it?

I'm not hairless yet.

-Thank you. -You're alright? Oh, an ashtray...

-I'm glad to see you. -Me too.

-You haven't changed. -You're beautiful.

I'm at work.

Charlotte and Paul, this is Sam, Marianne and Julien.

My first friends when I came to Paris.

You're alright?

You know Ninon since a long time?

-Are you unwell? -It's okay.

Want me to call someone? Are you sure?

Fuck!

-You're alright? -Yeah, I'm fine.

-Otherwise we can go. -No!

I'll tell you if it doesn't go. Okay?

You're alright?

You're alright, Charlotte?

Charlotte!

You're alright?

Charlotte?

What you do is pointless!

Is it 'cause I'll leave tomorrow?

Or because of her?

Well, ready to go?

-Sure? -Yes.

-What time is your train? -At noon.

Well, I'll go now.

-Bye. -Bye.

-You're all alone? -Yes.

-Paul. Fabrice and Rodrigue. -Hello.

This way. I'll be right there.

-You've got everything? -Yes. I just need the address.

See you tonight.

-You want coffee? -Oh please.

-Who's are these? -They're Rodrigue's sculptures.

-Is it his place? -Yes. It was his studio.

Thank you.

I'll leave. Charlotte would be pleased if you visit her.

Yes.

-Her mother's... -A bitch who can't stand me.

And it's mutual.

You should have called earlier.

How is she?

Not very well. She suffers from the treatment.

She doesn't tell me much.

-It's strange she's together with you. -Why?

She loves older guys.

Am I a little boy?

Yep.

You're stupid. I'll call you and you tell me. Bye.

How's it going with Rodrigue?

It's okay.

-He charges you here? -No.

You sleep with him in exchange?

-Does it matter? -No. Do what you want.

-How are you? -Okay, thanks.

Were you able to revise a bit?

I've hardly done anything.

Don't be afraid to spread a bit.

Mademoiselle, a little more to the right.

I've crazy dreams.

She's in front of me, laughing.

I hit her, she feels nothing.

I hit her harder but she just laughs hysterically.

That sounds quite normal.

Have you met that girl before?

No.

Charlotte hadn't met her for a long time.

How is she?

I don't know.

She's just there.

-Hey, calm down! -Oh, you guys!

Have you seen how it was?

-Enough! -Did you see what he did?

Who makes the music here?

Julien, turn it up!

-Shall we go for a swim? -I'm in the water!

Who's coming?

Yeah!

Be careful,

the brakes are dangerous.

Charlotte, are you ready?

-You're alright? -Coming.

-You want to go? -Yes.

Shall we go? You have everything?

I'll try it.

-Why? Is it cold? -Yes.

Do you love Paul?

Yes.

He loves you too.

And you?

What, me?

You're in love, right now?

No.

They should be crazy about you.

Well, they are.

A month ago everything was fine.

I don't really know Paul.

I'll become even more ugly.

No.

-You want a T-shirt? -Yeah, anything.

They are Paul's. I'll give you one.

-At when shall we set the alarm? -Never mind, I don't work.

-You sleep naked with Paul? -What?

My last guy didn't want to sleep naked. It was depressing.

I think men are afraid of intimacy.

Yeah.

Like those men who turn their back to you to sleep.

I think it's too sad.

Do you think they're afraid of us?

I don't know.

At least they're of me now, for sure.

Stop it. You're unfair, he looks after you all the time.

-The dykes look at me. -Really?

I swear.

-That's weird. -Yeah.

You thought I wouldn't come back?

I dunno.

It'll give you a shock.

We'll see.

-Who are they? -Friends of Ninon.

Is she here?

Yeah.

She went to get some music.

-How are you? And your exam? -What?

-Did your exam go well? -Yes.

-Want something else? -Never mind. I'll come back.

Voil�.

You're beautiful.

I don't believe you.

Really.

Don't worry, I just need to feel you.

-Is this alright? -Yes. It's good.

Straighten up please. A little more back.

Breathe.

Sit down please.

Sit on the chair.

Now I'll disinfect. It'll be a bit cold.

Hold her hands.

I'll stick you. I tell you when.

Breathe normally.

Now I'll stick.

Don't move! Sit down again.

-It hurts. -Sit down, sir.

-Breathe. -Please stay sitting.

-I stop here. We'll try another method. -What?

It's stuck. We must try again. That happens.

Now it worked.

-Relax. -Breathe.

That's it. Very good.

You're alright, sir?

Don't move. Now comes the drainage.

Your breathing will be much easier afterwards.

That's it. You can go back to your room.

Please come with me.

-You're alright? Not dizzy? -No. It's okay.

Sit down please. I'd like to talk with you.

I think it's not good that you are present during the treatments.

I thought it would help. I dunno.

Did she ask you?

-Have you talked to Verdoux? -No.

We need to protect you too.

You mean it doesn't really help that I'm here?

It's difficult to know what she wants.

We have psychologists here.

Maybe you should meet one.

Fuck!

They gave me a sedative. I'm beat-up.

You're dizzy?

What will you do?

I'll let you rest and come back later.

Will you meet her?

-Whom? -Ninon.

Why?

-You'll not be alone. -I hardly know her.

Maybe you want to learn to know her.

I don't know. Maybe.

She's nice.

Her number's there.

I'll go now, okay?

Will you leave me?

What?

Will you leave me?

But no, come off it!

Are you sure?

Yes.

-Call her. She wanted to know how it went. -I will.

-Thank you. -Rest now.

See you soon.

That was the anaesthesia.

We'll wait until it takes effect.

How's it going?

Could you breathe better after the drainage?

You feel tired out, right?

Good. Cathy, can you help me?

We'll do the biopsy.

Can't you turn off the TV?

You don't even know that.

This is Paul. You're not there.

Charlotte told me to call you. We'll stay here over night.

It's 9:00. I'm alone in a caf�.

I don't feel well.

I'd like to meet you. Okay. Maybe until later.

-Hi. How're things? -Well.

-Ninon? -Isn't she working?

-No. -Tell her I was here.

-Okay. -Thank you. Ciao.

I'll take the lemons.

It's okay, he left again.

-You're alright? -Yeah. Fine.

I need to see you Paul

-Okay, Alex? -Yes. Okay, Paul.

The doctor said she can go home Tuesday.

-Doctor Verdoux? -Yes.

-You're alright? -Yes.

-Have you been up? -No.

-You smell the... -The pool, yes.

I brought you some CDs.

Shall I put them there?

-What are you doing? -I don't want to see it.

-I want you to have a look. -It mustn't be removed.

-Look. -Stop it. Put it back.

Charlotte! You may not take it off.

Put it back.

-What does this mean? -You see?

-You like it? -Stop it.

-Stop it. Put it back. -Look, Ninon.

-I look. -What are you doing?

-Are you sure? -Stop it. Put it back.

I've another one on the back.

Stop it.

-What're you doing with your hand? -Nothing. Calm down.

Sorry...

I'll go now.

You like her, don't you?

You do like her.

Cut the crap.

Didn't you tell her to come?

Of course, yes...

By pure coincident she came at the same time.

You wanted to meet her again.

So you told her to come here.

That's easier.

Or not?

Do you think I need you?

Seriously, do you think I need you?

Get out.

Get the fuck out!

It's easier this way.

-Hello? -It's Paul. Am I disturbing you?

-No. I'm with friends. -You don't work?

No. Not on Sundays.

Is it going bad?

Can you come tomorrow?

I'll try. I have an appointment...

I'm fed up.

Fed up with her and everything.

When she comes out it'll be even worse.

I think I prefer she's in there.

I'll drop everything. I'm going home.

You can't just leave now.

That's too easy. She needs you.

And I need you too.

I can't do it without you.

Thank you.

-Thank you. -Can you pass the wine, Mom?

-You're allowed? -One glass.

A little more.

Thank you.

-Won't you eat? -I'm not hungry anymore.

This is good.

Is it in the neighbourhood?

No, somewhere else.

-You come with us? -No.

You know what we do?

Yes.

This is not just wrong.

No, it's even disgusting.

Do you think we should tell her?

What kind of soir�e is it?

-A sort of dress up party, 60s. -1960s?

-This one. -Finally chosen?

-It's from the 70s. -It's maybe not wrong.

It was a bit retro.

-This is cute. -I'll see.

It's really feminine.

I'll take it.

Wear small black heels.

-And a big bracelet. -Yes. I've got everything.

What d'you say?

It looks restrained on you.

-I have my skirt under. -Take it off.

-Look. -Take off your bra.

Yes. I'll take it off.

Very good.

-That's it. -Voil�.

-It doesn't bother you? -I give it to you.

-No. -One more.

-I'll come with you. -You said you'd stay.

-You want me to stay? -Yes.

-If you want, okay. -Yes.

-Shall we try them? -Okay.

We'll try them all.

Bye.

Look, I can't make it.

I don't think we can close it.

It's too small. I can't close it.

Yes, it'll close.

Paul! Come here.

Look, not bad, right?

-It's not closed. -Just take it off then.

What the...

Hey, what are you doing!

-Since when do you fuck her? -Calm down!

-Fuck! -Calm down!

-You take me for an idiot! -What're you doing?

Calm down.

-Let go of me. -Calm down.

Enough, damn it! It's enough!

-It's been how long? -Stop!

Calm down now!

She's is a whore!

She's is a whore!

Calm down.

Sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'll be back.

What're you doing...

when you meet here?

We're talking.

You're talking?

Yes, we're talking.

So I wasn't wrong. You come here.

I took my money and left.

-You just left like that? -Yes. Without declarations.

-What will you do now? -I have a plan.

I've a friend with some clothes shops.

He's looking for someone to choose models.

Waitress, clothes... Great!

And your apartment?

We'll see. I'm tired of living with Rodrigue and his boyfriend.

You can just come here.

Of course.

-When are you leaving? -Next week.

-Isn't it a hospital? -No.

My mother found it, it's a...

a nursing home. For...

convalescence.

-You're alright? -I'm totally tired out.

-You're going to sleep? -Just rest a bit.

-Shall we watch a film? -Yes, something light.

I'll take it...

I wanna ask you something.

What?

Is it nice for you to have a girl with her hair...

and her breasts... in good shape.

You need hurt yourself again?

No. You make me feel bad.

All your lies.

You're crazy.

You're getting crazy, Charlotte.

You made me believe you loved me.

Stop it.

What're you waiting for?

That I'll die?

So you can fuck her in peace?

-My bag! Give it to me! -Stop it!

Hello! I wanted to know if you came well home.

That night, did you like it?

You'd like to do it again?

You bet, he's dying to. It was so wonderful. Just too bad I was there.

I spoiled the party.

That's what you think. No, I won't stop.

This is the wardrobe.

And the bathroom.

If you need anything don't hesitate to ask.

Answer me, please.

I'm sure you hear this. I'm alone.

I just want to talk to you.

I won't let you sleep. I see you and it disgusts me.

I see you everywhere. You lied to me!

When I think of that night, I want you

to make love to me. I want to feel you,

that you're here and hold me.

You make love to me as before,

you get hard because I'm pretty, I'll always make you happy.

Answer. Answer me...

Shit!

Do you know how guilt feels? No!

You don't know it!

Neither how I suffer, all alone in this room!

Just fuck off!

Leave me alone!

Exactly, they think I'm crazy.

But nobody cares here.

I miss you. If you think this situation

keeps me alive, you're wrong. Find another excuse.

The worst part is that you remain faithful to me. You hesitate...

because I'm ill. Stop to pity me.

There's nothing to understand. We're alone. Always.

You have to eat.

Yes, it's me...

I'm with your whore.

-I don't know what to do. -Talk, Ninon, he wants to hear you.

Talk to him!

What are you waiting for? Go on, tell him!

-Charlotte! Did you try to open? -There's a door latch.

I have the service keys.

-Where is it? -To the right.

Ninon!

-A fight with her cousin? -Yes.

-She's got a good smacking. -Yeah.

I just arrived.

-Health problems? -No.

Does she take medication?

I dunno.

-Was she unconscious all the time? -Yes.

The latest results had already indicated

a disappointing response on the chemotherapy.

Her body has become accustomed.

We need to stop the treatment...

and try something else.

We need to look at her connective tissue.

-You want to perform surgery? -That's the only way.

Is it a big operation?

She'll be hospitalized for at least 10 days.

It's difficult to say in advance.

Well, if it's necessary...

Right?

Yes.

I want all this to stop. The hospital, the treatment...

How to tell her?

She knows certainly more than we do.

More than you for sure. Thank you, Professor.

We're going to prepare you for the operating room.

She'll turn towards me with the head on the pillow.

Like this.

Let me hold you.

Here we go.

The operating room is just down the hall.

Attention please...

We're almost there.

It's right there. Turn right... Like this.

You've to leave her now.

Why don't we talk together?

I'm not really interested in you.

Me neither.

Do you think she'll die in there?

Here.

You're alright? Don't you burn yourself?

You know what we're doing?

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