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And now for the first prize in today's raffle in aid of the Roof Appeals.

Thank you, Lily.

Magnificent holiday to the south of France, kindly sponsored by Dalesborough

Travel Limited.

So, thank you, guys.

This ride will travel by Eurostar train to Paris, then catch the fast train

south before spending the week on the beaches of the French Riviera.

Fabulous prize also includes 200 euros spending money and Barbara, this

wonderful video camera kindly donated by A &K Electrics of Arbor Road. So, thank

you. Right. The winner of this amazing prize is...

919.

Anybody have ticket 919?

If there is no payment, I'll have to pick another ticket from the bucket.

No. You speak very good French.

Gracias.

Good.

Merci ma jolie.

But wait!

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

No,

no.

How long will you stay in Paris?

Of course, I'll be in Cannes Sunday for my premiere.

Until then, I'm working on an exciting new project with this wonderful actress,

Sylvie.

Right.

One last question, please.

Hey, stupid man.

Stop!

C 'est pour déjeuner monsieur.

Do you want me to order the plate of human fruits?

Yes?

the plateau de fruits de mer.

Thank you.

Et n 'oubliez pas nos lamboustines.

Oh. Oh.

All right, all right, all right. Could do, um, a video.

Maybe.

No, no, no.

Stop!

Come! Open the door!

There's nothing here.

Thank you.

I don't know.

God damn it.

So...

What is this?

Don't! Don't!

Thank you.

I love it!

I love it!

3, 4, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17,

18, 19,

20.

Messieurs, dames, contrôle des milliers.

Merci, messieurs.

Ooh.

I'm sorry.

Can I have the money tomorrow?

I want to go back to my father.

Please.

Please.

Thank you.

Yes!

Hold on.

I gave him my phone number.

He'll call.

I'm sure he'll call.

Stepan.

Hello? Hello?

Pardon? Hello?

I'm hungry.

Come on.

Here we go.

See you soon.

Bye.

Thank you.

Check on the list of boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.

Yeah,

yeah.

But wait.

That's it.

We'll be right back.

I go around with you. You know that I can't mess up to you.

What do you want from me?

Awake, awake, awake, awake, awake!

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Some of us here are trying to make a work of art!

Everyone, back in position!

Get him in something different and put him in the background.

You, sweetheart, you never stop, okay?

Remember,

you're crazy for the taste of fruity yogurt.

Thank you.

This year,

the Russian director Emil Dachevsky explained that the last time he saw his

Stepan, he was in a TGV accompanied by a mysterious uncle.

As soon as I saw him, I knew it was the devil.

The guy with the video camera is fired.

Action! Cut!

Cut! Cut!

My explosion!

Where's my explosion?

All I want is an explosion, a little tiny explosion.

It's really so hard for you guys.

I mean, all you have to do is this.

Hello. It's me you wanted to save earlier.

Are you going far?

It's beautiful, isn't it?

Go to Cannes.

Can. Can.

Can.

Can. Can. Can.

Can. Can. Can.

Can. Can.

Can.

What's that accent?

Wait. Let me guess.

You're not Italian.

No.

No. You're not Greek either.

You're... You're Russian.

Yes, that's it. Yes.

Yes. Yes. Russian. Russian.

Moi, Sabine Moi, Sabine

Do you like my costume?

I love my costume.

Ah, it's the invitation for the festival of Cannes.

Do you remember the director of the commercial?

Oh, ah, yes, yes.

There you go.

Well, I have a role in his film.

I'm going to become a big star.

He says it's his shed.

Hey diva!

Yes,

yes.

I'm listening to you.

Estelle, tell me yourself, or it's over.

Good.

We're already here?

It's beautiful!

Hello?

Thank you.

Come here, come here.

We can see Cairn over there.

It's not possible.

The first one looks like it's going to take an hour.

We have to go.

Quickly, quickly.

play the director of our premier playback time.

And you remember Mr. Emil Dushinsky pending today despite there being no

his missing son.

This film is for all of us who hunger for truth.

For all of us who cry out in pain.

For those whose souls yearn to sing.

As pictures were released

of the Englishman believed to have abducted the son of Cannes Film Festival

member Emile Dechevsky, a positive idea of the boy was made at a service station

yesterday.

The police now believe the man is traveling with a female accomplice. A

manhunt has been launched and stop and search procedures have been instigated

right across France.

You

are

not a Russian.

No. You are not his boyfather.

English? Oui.

Oui. You know, the whole of France is looking for you.

Now they look for me, too.

Who are you? Where are you going?

His father is a judge at the premiere of my film. You take him there.

The beach.

Forget the beach.

I have only one scene in this movie. I am not going to miss this premiere.

Not for you, not for the police, okay?

Now, do as I say.

Hello, sir.

Hello, madam.

My daughter.

My mother.

Hello, madam.

Thank you.

Are you Spanish?

Come on, we'll find Papa.

It's a dream come true for us.

What is life but a teardrop in the eye of infinity?

Together we lived, we laughed, we loved.

You left me.

And now I walk this wilderness alone.

What use is a cup with a broken heart?

Without you, I am nothing.

Nothing. Nothing.

Nothing.

Nothing.

Nothing.

Nothing.

Romans lit fires in the skulls of their dead so they might forget their past.

Wherever I look, I'm reminded our relationship is dead.

Hey, you okay?

Boss.

We will stay.

You okay?

On the outside, yeah.

But inside... Nothing.

The drop is making the drop.

Bah.

Going down, Bah.

Here we go.

He's cornered, boss.

You know he's in there.

Let's do it.

You okay,

boss?

It's winter now, and the seeds of love lie deep within me.

Will spring ever come?

I thought by now I'd have met another, but it was not to be.

But I

can show the world.

That you were once mine.

I can relive our time together.

Those precious memories that I yearn to forget.

Time slips through my fingers like sand.

The fires of our love have burnt out and now there is nothing.

Nothing but a sky black with ashes.

I won't forget you, your kisses like soft fruit.

Your laughter bursting into daylight like silver.

Your smile like the curl of the cyclone.

Your luminous beauty, your goodness, your patience.

Are you hung on my every word?

You are now in the arms of another.

Who is he?

This man.

Does he have poise?

Does he have grace?

Is he a lover or a fighter?

What powers does he have over you?

Do your eyes dance like fireflies in the night when he comes to you?

Does your body soften as your lips shake his name?

I can't believe you've been so selfish.

Open the door!

You are consumed by love. It's Mr. Carson Clay!

How does the cat

dispel over you?

Enchant you? Beguile you?

Why did you shut me out?

Where is the projectionist?

I struggle to survive.

When I look back on the darkest moments of our history, I know that we were

part. Whose is this?

And that now, I must let you go.

We will know a deeper, thorough love. It begins fleetingly.

but it deepens and endures.

It grows amidst all the strangeness of life.

It is a beauty we can always depend on.

It is the beauty of friendship.

You see it?

A very strange thing happens when you're making a work of art. Sometimes you

don't quite see the elements coming together, and then when it all comes

together, there's something magical, something organic, and such a thing

happened today, and everyone said this wouldn't work, said it was a terrible

risk, but I want to keep on making films just like this.

The video film combination is something that's really been done before, but not

quite like this.

I'm glad the reception was so great, and I'm just happy to be here. Vive la

France.

We see dancing along the clear gulf In

silver reflections, the sea of

azure arches. So I

saw near

the estuaries of big wet roses

Voyez, mes doigts blancs et mes

enrouillés.

La mer, mes apéritifs, le

nom du golfe clair.

Et une chanson d 'amour, la mer.

Thank you.

La mer Bergère

We're too fast.

Don't slow down.

You're gonna crash.

You don't know. Speed goes down.

You've been running all over town. So shut up.

We'll be right back.