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Tonight or never

Laurent!

Laurent!

Laurent!

I would like to know why did you ask me to come so early

Laurent!

Oh, these nasty onions...

Laurent, you could answer...

Are you acting on purpose?

I would like to know

I would like to know

Laurent! I would like to know why did you ask me to come so early

- Laurent! - Here she is.

Why did you ask me to come, exactly? To make the dinner or something else?

You're kidding! We've not seen each other for...

at least...

Why "shhh"?

I'm thinking, Valérie...

I didn't ask anything. Yesterday, you asked me to come here at four.

It's six. Will the other friends come or not?

- Did I tell you four? - Of course, you did! I look clever, now...

And what is this story about an operetta?

A musical. I would even say: a show.

- I asked you a precise question. - Precise? I see, which one?

- Well, did you drink? What's happening? - A plan, I have a plan.

- Laurent! - Yes, yes...

- Good evening! - Good evening.

- Well, are we the first ones? - No, Valérie is here.

- I guess she's in the bedroom. - Of course.

- How are you? - Fine and you, guys?

So, I heard that you want me to present your stuff. But don't you realize?

I play already more than ten roles.

- Maybe I should be the prompt, too? - Yes!

Oh, this is lovely. Valérie?

Valérie!

- And you two, is it fine? - Oh... humdrum, you know.

- Tell me, is Juliette here too? - We knocked on her door, but she wasn't there.

You make up your eyes only now?

You cried, didn't you?

Me? Crying for a boy?

I cut onions.

You both are funny...

Last month, you had already told me that this time was definitely the last.

For sure, it was not the first time...

- Without this matter of operetta... - Show! It's a show.

...I would never have seen Laurent again, never.

Poor innocent girl...

After all this time, you should know that Laurent has always a good pretext.

But you know, this time I really didn't believe that you would agree.

It's at least a very little role, compared with the one of Juliette...

I can't be demanding because of my accent, you know that well.

What do you think about my new lipstick?

A pretext... maybe the other times.

"My sweet Valérie... we are friends... come and

sit down here... "and I don't distrust...

But today...

- Tell me, did you see him this morning? - Yes...

- How was he? - Oh... beautiful!

Have you never seen him with his large smock stained

with painting, his palette and his brushes?

You should make your lips darker.

I'm fed up.

It was such a good idea to introduce ourselves.

I didn't oblige you to fall in love with him...

You know perfectly well that no one can resist to Laurent... Ask to Juliet.

Laurent...

You know, the first evening when we went out together, we crossed the Champs-Elysées...

there were a lot of cars everywhere and suddenly, my petticoat slides...

Wait, wait...

So I couldn't walk anymore and people looked at me...

and the poor Laurent really didn't know where to hide himself...

Well, you both are not boring. Come on, Guillaume and Alex have arrived.

"Come on the Eiffel Tower, we'll see my room." I

ask: Do you think that we'll see it from there?

"Of course, because from my room I see the Eiffel Tower."

That's exactly Juliette...

- Oh, my Guillaume! - Hello Valérie.

- How does the best actor on the earth do? - Very well.

You're wonderful with this dress.

Guillaume, shouldn't you bring Juliette here?

I've never told this.

Ok, ok... Everyone can make a mistake.

She's always late, it gets on my nerves sometimes.

Jean-Pierre, are you sure she left no message?

Sure, Sir.

- Anita isn't here either. - Anita is so afraid to arrive first...

...that she always arrive an hour late.

She's a true violet, which turns in poppy as soon as someone speaks to her.

- I was at the swimming pool. - Good evening, lady.

Let me introduce you to our famous men: Guillaume, Alex.

Anita, our make-up artist, wardrobe mistress, well... everything!

- There's no one like her, it's Anita. - Oh, such a pretty hairstyle.

So, Anita, do you still say "hello ladies and gentlemen" by coming in the subway?

I actually did it just one time. It was late, and I was tired.

Come on, sit down.

Last time, she didn't give her address but her phone number to the cab-driver.

But it rained hard!

There's no link. Admit that you liked the driver.

Lady, this is love!

Isn't it, my Tintin?

Laurent...

Your Juliette will arrive, don't worry. She's always late...

Yes I know, thank you.

And your kid, he's fine?

- He's talkative, it's tiring. - He answered to the phone yesterday.

I said: "I would like to talk to your mum". He

said: "Ok but don't go, I put you on the table."

- Where is Va... - Valérie? Probably in the kitchen.

Come on, there is some pepper in, it will make you sneeze.

How do you get dressed tomorrow night for the rehearsal?

Do you think that I could wear some trousers?

Why not...

- I will do it. - In a theater, you think it's fine?

There will be only us...

- I hope Laurent won't shout too much... - Why?

If we don't do things right. He's the boss, he's the one who decides.

- How was the water? - Which water?

- In the swimming pool. - Why?

- Weren't you at the swimming pool? - Yes, I was.

- So, how was it? - I didn't go swimming!

- So what do you at the swimming pool? - I get a tan!

I never go swimming at the swimming pool, it's dirty.

Then, what do you do at the swimming pool?

Oh, we'll explain you later!

All right. Be sweet and bring us drinks, Guillaume is bitterly complaining.

Wait, listen...

- He arrives at the station Invalides. He gets on.

- Orly. He gets off. Customs, passport.

- He gets on the plane. - Paris - New York.

Motor. The place is free for 10 kilometers.

Yes, about it.

- It's ready on the runway... and then... - Wait...

And then... the guy stands up, leaves his sit, salutes politely the air hostess...

...opens the door, shows a little house on the side.

He says "I'm arrived", and springs.

The face of the air hostess...

No, not at all! She says: "Hello to everyone, see you Monday!"

- No, Monday I can't, I finish work later! - I take the Paris - Rome flight!

No, there's no couchette in the Paris - Rome...

I'll take the Paris - Tokyo!

The second time I worry, I spring out of the bath...

...I slide, I flood everything, I pick up.

And there was nobody.

But yes, of course. I hear a sweet voice

saying: "Hello Madame, we inform you that..."

"...your telephone is working again".

I had the pleasure to meet your parents

on the Champs-Elysées a couple of days ago.

Yes, they told me that they had seen you.

Last year I was in Italy...

In a village, a coach full of people stops.

A peasant wants to get on, but there's no place for him.

He asks then if he can get on the roof. They accept.

The coach goes on.

But it starts raining. The peasant looks for a shelter, and he finds...

an empty coffin.

He hesitates.

He crosses himself.

He goes into.

In the next village, two peasants want to get on.

They are told to get on the roof, and the coach goes on.

A moment later, the first peasant raises the cover,

and hold the arm out to know if it's still raining.

When the two others saw this hand out of the coffin, they sprang from the roof.

Did they hurt themselves?

They died.

I want to show you something.

I've cut an article from a newspaper.

A motorist, Mister ***

sees the corpse of a black cat on the road.

The superstitious motorist got a bad premonition and stops suddenly.

The car is parked in front of a hotel,

so the motorist decides to spend the night there.

He gets off the car and is ran over by crossing the road.

He dies immediately.

Oh, I like it...

But he's dead so how can we know that?

For the cat?

I spared the details. He was with his wife.

It's not very important. But, if you're interested, I've got all the story there.

Even the number of the car.

Be quiet, Anita.

I haven't told anything!

Oh please, it's like if there was only you here...

Come on Anita, defend yourself.

- Fate... - Yes, we're so tiny little things.

Anita, listen, I've got a story for you.

I had a dog... a very old dog... and he was always clicking his teeth.

It remembers me of a story about cookies.

He had big teeth. And every time, we believed

that someone was eating a cookie in the room.

So we looked at him, surprised, but he ate no cookie, he only clicked his teeth.

I've seen a cat, last day...

No, no! I can't stand cat stories, please.

A pretty little cat in a café, last day.

- Excuse me. - The telephone's ringing.

Hello... Yes, it's me...

What?

So, what happened to this little cat? I'm interested.

Oh, just a little cat sitting on a chair in front of me.

He was funny and kept looking at me with big eyes without saying anything.

He was funny.

He would have been funnier if he had told something.

If you're the star of a show and you don't

know how to cross the road, you stay at home!

Do you realize what's our situation now, dear lady?

It's simple: there's no show anymore!

Another girl? Do you think that it's easy?

Well... Kiss her for us.

We'll visit her.

Did you hear? Juliette has just been ran over by a bus full of Dutchies.

Are you calling Zanzan?

Who is Zanzan?

The guy who...

Hello Mister... Here is Laurent.

I explain you the situation in a few words: Juliette

just got ran over by a bus of Dutch tourists.

I would like it to be a joke...

So, what shall we do?

Shall we wait or find another girl?

A rehearsal? Tomorrow? But with who?

Valérie?

So... Very well...

See you tomorrow.

We have totally free choice for the casting.

But there's a rehearsal tomorrow.

It's the condition to keep the theater free for us.

And if you refuse?

You can be sure that he will bitterly cry.

Then, do you choose Valérie?

But Valérie has already a role, we should replace her too.

Replace her? This is not the problem.

Valérie isn't the character.

Of course, if we don't find anyone we'll be obliged to choose her.

What are you going to do?

Try to find another one.

- Have you seen what time is it? - You can find her tomorrow.

Tomorrow I'll be at the agency, and we'll need our character tomorrow night.

I have a lot of photos... Let's see it.

It's time to find good ideas.

And to have connections. I'm going, I know somebody.

- Come on, you think to Anne-Marie! - Not at all, to Agnes.

It's even better.

Take a look. This one is fine. This one very good.

Let us see.

Oh no, certainly not, I've already worked with her. She's very bad.

This one is ugly.

- I like this one too. - Do you have her phone number?

- She's my sister! - Excuse me, Mister. I'm really sorry...

- Yes, she's horrible. - Not this one.

- Oh yes, this one is very good. - I like her much.

- Now a fourth one... Her! - Oh no... not very good.

Rather this one. These four are the best.

- You keep a blonde girl? - She could dye her hair.

Perhaps it won't be pretty, it depends on the complexion...

Ok, we let her down.

This one is pretty but doesn't pass with the funny attitude of your character.

- Yes, she looks very banal. - I find that she's fine.

So, let it down.

Here are the two last ones.

Quite good-looking.

- Maybe with surnatural lights... - And oniric music.

The phone number is on the back side. Let's call them, we have to see them.

With a slight wind and a light dress...

Jean-Pierre, stop saying stupid things, Laurent has to call.

I've seen a girl on television...

What's the trouble, honey? Something wrong?

It's uneasy for me to speak.

No answer.

Give me the other number.

You're rather young to be with us.

- Not so young. - Oh, sorry...

I hadn't seen all your wrinkles...

Here is her number. I hope it's the good one.

We wouldn't like to see an old lady coming. Why do I say

this? I like old ladies, especially the rich ones...

Hello! Miss Laurence Vély? Here is Laurent Steimer.

Yes it is... I call you because I've written a... stuff.

Which stuff? A musical.

Why are you laughing? It's not so funny.

It's not me but my friend Alex Rémy who made the music.

Alex, she loves your songs!

So let me explain you the situation: we have to play our musical in two weeks.

Unfortunately, the girl who plays the first role

just got ran over by a bus of Dutchies.

So we need somebody right now, tonight.

If you're interested in the role...

You are...

Perfect! I send you someone who'll bring you here.

This is a man who knows how to speak with women.

Call your girl.

She doesn't know me more than you.

We can still try.

Yes, but Juliette really was the better one.

Valérie, I don't like to see you like this.

"Like this"? How?

- Sad. - I'm not.

I hope she's not ugly...

Hello... I would like to talk to Miss Nicole Rançon.

It's you? Hello Miss.

I am Guillaume Stéphanier... Yes, the actor...

I'm calling you because...

Yes... Listen, please...

You've seen me?

It's very kind.

Be quiet, please.

Excuse me, Miss. I didn't talk to you, not at all.

You were saying that you had found me very good?

- You are too... - talkative!

- Really too... - talkative!

Did you like the play too?

Yes, a very beautiful play.

So, that all is very nice.

So thank you again. I hope to see you soon.

- Come on! - Wait! I wasn't calling you for this.

Are you free at the moment?

Perfect!

My friends and I are starting the rehearsals for a musical tomorrow.

By the way, is it grave for Juliette?

No, no, nothing...

It would have been graver if it had arrived eight days later.

Very well, see you soon!

What do you want to hear?

She's ok, she's waiting for us.

Here are the addresses.

- Does it disturb you to go there? - Not at all.

It's done. It's going better.

The door!

If you find another one on the way, don't hesitate!

But don't run over her.

Martine, your husband is an amazing guy! Always ready to sacrifice himself.

Yeah... If it had been bearded men...

Didn't you hear a cry?

- No... - Even so, my stomach is crying of famine.

- Let's eat. - I'm lucky to have you.

- Aren't you hungry? - I'm always!

- Come on, Alex. - Let's go.

What can we eat? Oh, this is appetizing!

Don't push me, there is enough for everyone!

Who wants some meat?

Exactly, take the food with your fingers...

They are clean, I took a bath this morning.

Sit down...

You idiot! My dress!

There won't be any stain.

- There's some cheese! - Where? Give it to me.

It's like saw-dust.

Non-sense! You put the cheese in the fridge...

By this way it's cleaner and it doesn't stink.

Come on, sit down guys!

Some milk for Guillaume.

Yes, I'm thirsty.

Take a glass, old boy!

You may be disappointed but I'm too old to drink milk.

- We're going to sit down now. - Wait, don't move.

Let me clean it with this little serviette.

Some milk, Anita?

You're not obliged to drink it.

- Eat something, Laurent! - No, thank you...

I would like you to serve me.

I understand you Anita, I find milk horrible.

Give me more, please. I want this too.

I hate that!

Baby's bottles all day long...

Tepid ones, cold ones, a little tepid ones, less tepid ones...

And this, what is it? Some like it tepid!

Why so much baby's bottles?

Not for me! I told you that I don't like milk!

I'm a children's gardener.

Anita!

The milk!

Are you gardened or gardening?

Children's gardener...

Vegetables, too...

You didn't give me any pâté, Valérie!

Sorry...

- You know that I love it! - But look, it's there!

Fine, thank you Martine.

And give me the salad, there, please.

And maybe some mustard too?

No, no! Let me cut!

Pass me the salad.

I put some mustard on the edge of your plate.

Oh no, Laurent, I don't like mustard!

I love salad!

Tell me Alex, how is the final melody?

Don't speak when you have food in the mouth!

How is your discovery?

- My what? - Your discovery.

Which discovery?

Come on, you stained everything!

Valérie, you neither don't know the final melody!

- Tell her how to do, Alex. - Oh, that's enough!

It's very very good. You'll see.

If it's good I'm very glad.

A little more for Guillaume.

Don't you want some candy with?

No, you're crazy!

What about my waistline?

Where does a children's gardener work? In a children's garden?

No, in a nursery!

Children's garden is for much older ones.

I see.

Well! I've finished, thank you.

I need a good armchair.

- And a cigar? - Maybe!

Come on.

Could you leave me alone with Laurent? I have to talk to him.

Girls and their secrets...

You'll tell me.

What is it about?

I can't wait to see these girls. I hope they're not totally stupid.

You're creating your own difficulties.

It was so easy to take Valérie.

Did she complain?

First time, Juliette was there...

But tonight Valérie was free for the role and you

didn't take her, I found it really unbearable.

After that, she'll be really angry with you and I can understand.

She's really angry?

Couldn't you have a normal relationship?

Behave like civilized people?

When you're together in the same room, no one can breathe anymore, really!

- No one can breathe... - Yes!

At the best moments, you keep arguing

and at the worst ones, you don't speak at all, like tonight...

I know perfectly well what I'm saying.

Until your call to Juliette, you were good managing.

Valérie didn't know what to think anymore.

But now she knows! And you can be sure that...

Yes, she's really angry, I know.

No, Laurent...

You really went too far.

Valérie has understood. It's over, really.

Or you'll have to change your tactics.

Don't you remember anything, in this kitchen?

Yes, I know...

It's an old story...

Did she fall asleep?

Oh you know, it's true!

I think I drank too much wine. I really was sleeping.

My poor Laurent, you must have wonder what did I, laying on your hand!

Not at all... It was very clear... You were snoring!

Why isn't there music anymore? Why don't you

turn the lights on? You can't see anything.

We're looking at the night falling.

What a nice welcome committee...

It's gloomy, here...

Take care.

Hi, you're welcome, ladies.

Please be smiling, he's the boss.

- I recognize you: you're Danielle. - Hi.

- You... - She's Nicole. Hi!

- Hello Mister Stephany. - Call me Guillaume.

I'm Laurent, here are my friends. We've no time to lose.

Nicole, move forward please.

Thank you.

Turn round, please.

Well.

I suppose that Jean-Pierre told you everything.

- Yes, he talked a lot about the scenery. - Of course, he makes it.

With me.

You can look at me, you know.

Thank you.

- Do you sing? - Yes.

- Sometimes. - I played in an operetta on television.

- On television? - Yes, I've seen you there.

So... What do you think about them?

They're rather cute, aren't they?

True, they look really good.

Unfortunately, there's no place for two.

Hey, Laulau...

What are you waiting for? For one who falls?

It's not a mime show so I'd like to hear you.

Do you want them to sing?

No, it would be so long. I want them to play a speaking scene.

And now... Guillaume!

No, a scene with Valérie would be better.

That's the situation: at the beginning you're sitting on a chair, in a park...

Next to a pond... Very romantic, isn't it?

You're waiting for a girlfriend.

You have to be beautiful... young... fascinating...

So let's be fascinating!

Oh please, it's not easy!

Come on, Valérie.

You start here.

Here's your text.

Here's the chair.

Anyway, you won't play until here.

Who could play first...

In alphabetical order it's Danielle. Nicole, come with me.

Be kind and wait for us a moment here, please.

Danielle, it's our turn.

So you got it: at the beginning, motionless... mysterious... you're waiting.

Then Valérie arrives and you become happy, frivolous, dumb...

Like girls are between themselves, very simple.

Valérie, I'll ask you. Breathe deeply, and go on!

Not bad at all.

You can start, Valérie.

Whoohoo!

It wasn't written!

- Sorry but it wasn't written. - Keep playing, please.

- Are you here for long? - Almost. Only two or three hours.

But it's amusing here, isn't it? There are gentlemen going for a walk...

- It keeps you busy. - Nothing! Nobody!

I don't know what's the matter, today... It's a pity.

- I had prepared something. - What?

For example: the guy arrives, breathless. A kind of congestioned pig...

He tells me: "So, you're alone? Are you bored?"

So, I look at him for a long time and I say...

Sorry to interrupt you...

I would like you to tell this sentence less like a lady.

If it's possible.

I see! A little dumb? I know exactly what you want!

Hey, sweetie, stay with me please.

Wait a moment, please.

I'm ready.

The guy arrives, breathless. A kind of congestioned pig... Empty look, hairless...

Handsome, you know!

He tells me: "So you're alone?"

"You were bored?"

So, I look at him...

I look at him for a long time and I tell...

- Excuse me again... - Well, I tell him or not?

Wouldn't it be possible to play between these two ways?

A little more... a little less... More or less...

Passionate!

Dramatic! I see exactly what you want.

The guy arrives, breathless. A kind of congestioned pig...

He says: "So you're alone? You were bored?"

So I look at him a long time, and I tell...

Say "a", please, say "a"...

Aaah! I was sure about that. The guy is pale, pallid.

He doesn't know how to make "a" without a spoon.

- I've seen your cousin this morning... - Ok, thank you, it's fine.

I'll criticize it after.

It's Nicole's turn... Please sit down, thank you.

Valérie, do your "whoohoo" again.

Let's go!

Come in.

Sit down.

So, you got it: at the beginning, you're unreal, far away, enigmatic...

And as soon as Valérie arrives: foolish, laughing... well, banal.

Forget us and go on.

If I had a flower... It would help me.

Of course.

Here it is.

Very good! Very good...

Very good, you got it.

Valérie, look at me! You can go.

- Whoohoo! - Oh, stupid girl, she scared me!

- Are you here for long? - Almost. Two or three hours!

But it's a funny place, here, isn't it?

There are gentlemen walking around... Nice occupation, isn't it?

Nothing. Nobody.

It's a pity... I had prepared a little thing.

What?

Here it is:

The guy arrives, a sort of congestioned and breathless pig.

"So you're alone?"

"Were you bored?"

So I look at him.

I look at him for a long time and I say...

Say "a".

Let's go: "a"!

He says "a".

I look at him.

I was sure about it! I would have bet on it!

The guy is pale, pallid. "What?", he asks.

On top of it, you're the kind of guy who

doesn't know how to say "a" without a spoon.

I've seen your cousin this morning.

Good. Thank you... You'll tell it later.

Well...

I've chosen.

And so I did.

I can't believe it... It's not possible...

I won't play the role?

Too bad, it's so sad.

Come on, you don't have to cry! Be wise, please.

You can't choose everyone, and you can't be liked by everyone.

Oh, what is it? A pot plant or a succulent plant?

A pot plant, I think, because succulent plants are very little!

Attention! There's a stair.

You'll see that... what's her name? Nicole! She's divine, fantastic...

I love painting! But I don't understand anything.

And this hand! What is it? Awful! Clear off!

I know this one: such a nasty girl! Oh no, she's not the one that I know.

Thank you for the rose you're offering to me.

And I'm very good too, yes! But please, don't

look at me like this, it's not correct.

I'm very good but... I get stage fright.

I've rarely seen such a beautiful guy. Do you live by your parents? It's a pity!

I've exactly the same dress!

But... She was straight and... well, not the same at all!

She's so pretty with her bunches!

Do not care! She's totally crazy... I'm exhausted!

Maybe because I speak too fast. I get mixed up! Do you find that I speak too fast?

I don't!

Oh my god! Parisian roofs, how I like it!

But... It's dark! I'm going to be alone in the streets!

I'm awfully afraid.

Please take this rose which I'm offering to you, Mister. Good evening!

Attention!

My bag.

Ladies and gentlemen, please agree my distinguished salutations!

This is very useful too.

You've totally... how can I say... fascinated me!

Goodbye.

Say "a"!

Let's have a drink.

Congratulations!

I found her very nice, didn't you?

By the way, congratulations!

Isn't it? We're going to be such a great couple!

Thank you, Nicole!

At the beginning it was horrible, but now it's... it's really...

Don't you see that she's falling and that she's going to be broken.

Oh yes, sit down, please.

To our show and to your success, Danielle!

No, I'm Nicole.

- What's the title of your show? - "Towards other skies"

And what do you do in your life?

In my life... Posters.

I draw and... Jean-Pierre creates the slogan.

Great slogans! I'm the king of slogan.

By the way, the rose was a very good idea!

You'll do the same thing on stage.

But without the rose... it's too much.

Actually, my protégé didn't disappoint you, did she?

Very good, I'm really glad.

Tell me, the "whoohoo" wasn't written...

It's Valérie's trick!

She's going to surprise you more again, you'll see!

Anyway, I'm really glad to have chosen my partner, for once!

By the way, where is Valérie?

Isn't there a place for me here, guys?

Of course yes, sit down!

You know, I had already chosen earlier in the car.

I had voted for you unanimously!

Who are the other people?

Other people?

Here is the humble secretary

of a publicity agency which has a little role in the show.

The composer and the child of the band.

Alex, don't be shy! There's still a place on the carpet, old guy.

Why "towards other skies"?

It's by Verlaine: the thing in motion which

one feels who flees from an altering soul...

towards other skies to other loves...

Look at her!

Do you dare say that you regret Juliette?

Do you know my slogan?

"Everything is for the best in the best of all possible worlds!"

Aren't we cultured?

And Rose lived what roses live...

How was Juliette?

Don't listen to them...

- A nasty girl! - And tyrannical!

- And insolent, on the top of all! - Poor child...

One... two... three...

You'll have to make up your eyes differently.

Anita, come on please!

Anita is busy!

She swamped me!

What is the matter?

What am I going to do, now?

- Do you have your eye-liner, Anita? - Yes, why?

I would like you to try...

- My bag, please. - To try...

Well, make her eyes longer, like this, you know...

It would be better.

Almond eyes...

Be careful! Don't shiver like this, sweetie!

She's going to burst her eyes... I tell you that she's going to burst her eyes!

It's always the same thing. He takes me for a ride every time.

- Excellent! This is much better, isn't it? - Yes, it's true.

Yes, but mysterious doesn't mean inevitably oriental.

..."doesn't mean inevitably oriental, Anita"...

Oh, please! Don't laugh at me.

What are you doing here? Do you snub us?

I'm educating myself. I'm having fun.

Good for you.

I think he's full of complexes...

We need an ambulance...

Please stop it, you're not funny... Really not funny!

What's the matter with you?

What meant this dark look?

I don't understand you, you know...

You're a little pest, you know...

You should be punished, you know...

Hey!

I'm talking to you.

You don't deserve me to tell you...

But you were very cute with your "whoo"!

A little bitchy... but cute.

very cute...

I would like to eat you...

To put you between two slices of bread and to eat you.

Of course! You ate only three leaves of salad...

You're starving!

Valérie...

Are you angry?

It's a real dormitory, here!

Come on, stand up!

Do you dance, Anita?

Do you realize? I use the "vous" form to this baby!

Come on and dance!

Oh, how you are!

Who, "us"?

You!

You!

What, "I"?

Not you, me.

What, "you"?

It's not you! Me, it's you.

How you are!

So, let's start again... but further!

And you, do you dance?

Yes, but later...

So, from the beginning: Me, it's you; you,

it's you too; and "vous"... there's no more!

- Did you cry again? - Leave me alone!

You irritate me, now.

I put accidentally some mascara in my eye.

It's pricking.

Laurent looked weird when he came down.

What did you do to him, again?

Laurent and me, it's over.

So it had started again! And it's already over...

Last time, it lasted at least... two days. And of course, always the same old story.

Poor Laurent...

Yes, it's my fault... I don't care enough.

He thinks it's too late, he's furious, it's normal.

Well... You love him.

You're not stupid, are you?

The story was less complicated with Alex.

And I know you. You were not in love with him as you are now with Laurent.

Exactly... By the way, what do you know about my relationship with Alex?

You read too much, Valérie. Too much novels.

You've persuaded yourself that he would let you down after that, am I wrong?

That's what he did with you, didn't he?

There's no comparison. It wasn't about feelings between us.

If it would, we couldn't have stayed good friends as we are.

Listen to me, I'm a witness.

Despite you being very changeable with him, he's running after you for six months.

What more did you want?

Him to propose to me.

Bravo for the result!

You bet?

Sorry?

Nothing.

Things will work out.

You're not going to stay here all night long... Come on!

Do you want some tea? I've just prepared it.

No, thank you.

- Pick up your spoon, Anita. - How do you do?

Fine, fine...

I would like to speak to you.

- At your home, you stir with fingers? - How dirty you can be, Jean-Pierre!

So you like tea without sugar.

Listen to me, Laurent.

Jean-Pierre, don't you understand that she's kidding?

If you don't need a spoon to stir, it's because you've no sugar in your tea!

- Do you want to dance with me? - Of course.

Valérie was crying, you know.

She must have put some make up in her eye.

She refused to say anything.

You surprise me... You really surprise me.

Let me give you my version of the events, you could repeat it to Valérie.

Nothing at all happened...

She doesn't know what she wants.

Don't you believe... that you're the one she wants?

She hides it very well.

Couldn't you both have it out, once and for all?

It's once and for all every time...

Conclusion: each time I nearly knock her out.

Don't worry for her.

I'm sure that she doesn't even think about it.

Put your cup of tea here, and come to dance.

I don't want to be an accomplice of this corruption of a minor.

I haven't even eaten. You bastards, you could have waited for me! I'm so hungry!

Poor Valérie, how old are you?

You've flooded the whole room.

I just spoke with Laurent.

You have time to lose.

Or I should say... You lose no time.

He says that you don't know what you want.

Neither he does.

Or maybe... Yes, he knows very well. He would

like me to know just one word in French: yes.

Like Juliette: "yes, Laurent".

Or like everyone: "Yes, yes, yes, Laurent".

And now...

Now, like Isabelle.

Oh, Isabelle, it's a pretty name.

Where does that one come from? Do you know her?

No. Not yet.

So, it's over with Juliette? Since when?

It's recent. Guillaume told me the story, when you were in the kitchen with Laurent.

But... she was made about him!

Yes... Laurent left her for this Isabelle.

- How did she react? - Very bad. You know, Slavonic girls...

She's actually crazy. She's laughing and laughing,

and suddenly crying, then she wants to kill herself.

Really, if she had wanted to kill herself,

he wouldn't have chosen precisely this day.

But yes, precisely: today. Always create

problems like she did... well... like she does.

Trust me: she didn't hurt herself very hard with this coach. Just as necessary.

- Shall we tell Laurent, or does he know? - Laurent? He doesn't care...

Slavonic girls, suicides... He's only interested in his career.

He's careerist.

I wonder what makes me attracted to him.

His physique! Love... you know...

Well, precisely, no. I'm not attracted to his physique.

Really? So everything's become clear, you should have told it before!

What do you smell?

I've put perfume, this one.

You smell Laurent.

So... tell me that you love me...

Nevertheless, you've such a pretty smile.

Valérie...

She arrives today, and tells me hardly hello.

Her changing mood amuses me sometimes, it's funny but...

Don't you understand that tonight I have other things to do?

Nicole?

Isabelle?

What is your problem, girls?

I can stand it from Valérie, but you... Please, be serious.

Exactly, Laurent, let's be serious.

Your little calculating, your little plans... You're having fun.

But tonight, Valérie understood that there will

always be the same quid pro quo between you.

It's a pleasure to see that I'm not the only one who knows it.

Valérie is a quite... very intellectual girl.

She's imaginative.

Sure, she is.

She has a... how can I say... a poetic vision of love...

a little old-fashioned too.

Take it easy.

I understand, I won't tell her anything. Well, it happens...

And between us, Martine...

When a girl is in love,

principles and poetry... Don't you think?

Jean-Pierre...

Jean-Pierre!

Look at the tan I got at the swimming pool.

Very well Anita, get off your clothes.

You know...

I think that she likes you.

Of course, she likes me. And I like her too.

You can say that we both like each other.

And she has such a good character... It's wonderful.

What do you want? To drink?

No.

Yes, I take a beer.

Please don't cry for this stupid role...

Which role and who's crying?

Dear, listen to me.

Are you drinking?

I wonder who could drink these dirty stuffs.

- Oh, I've known such people. - We know that, you had a great life...

Some people commit suicide...

Some people keep hoping...

Some people get drunk.

Some people find... consolation.

I don't see any connection.

You play a pretty game with your bottles...

And?

Maybe you should better go to the other side to see what's happening.

Laurent is attracted to Nicole, isn't he?

Do you think that I'm surprised?

No, Nicole is such a pretty girl.

It didn't prevent Laurent from going up to meet you a few hours ago.

Why not? After all... I'm not ugly.

Nicole, Valérie... Two are better than one.

If you had seen the comedy he played to me... Always the same tricks.

How I'd like to beat his head with my high-heel shoes...

I think you shouldn't care that much for this story.

What?

I think you shouldn't care that much for this story.

I'm not deaf. Why do you suddenly say that?

What?

You believe that I shouldn't care that much...

It's self-evident! But Laurent is much wiser, you know...

He completely understands your point of view, he's not angry at all...

Where do you get it from?

He just told it to me! He even finds it very funny.

But tonight, he finds that your whims are out of place...

But he likes you very much.

Good for him!

Tell me...

Who am I going to flirt with, tonight?

You want Laurent to get jealous?

Laurent, Laurent... I just want to have fun, that's all!

Let's see...

Guillaume...

I don't think that I'm his kind.

Jean-Pierre... Would it disturb you?

If it pleases you...

I won't prevent you from doing this.

But you never told me that you liked him.

In fact, not very much...

Alex?

Alex is great...

He's very kind.

By the way, he's still in love with me, did you notice it?

Is it what you believe?

Nevertheless, tonight he's with Anita...

Anita is not his kind at all, she's a child...

Calm down... It seems almost like you have regrets...

Alex belongs to the past.

What's done is done.

I don't have any regrets.

What could we do?

- They're only three. - Four!

Yes, with the other...

Who could we call? Don't you know anybody?

You're going to content yourself with the ones who are here.

Then, let's start again!

Guillaume?

He's quite good-looking.

He has pretty lips...

And now, it's slow dance time!

If I do all my possible, I'll succeed in appealing to him!

I'm the kind of girl who likes difficulties!

Let's go! I've chosen Guillaume.

Do you believe that it's going to work?

Laurent?

Guillaume!

Let's say, both of them.

The car stopped.

A street lamp lights up your motionless face...

The rain crackles on the roof...

Drops slide slowly on the windshield...

Then their shadows slide on your face...

Like tears.

And then, Laurent?

And after?

Laurent!

Well... Then, I switch the windshield wiper on, and you don't cry anymore.

Isn't there an ashtray around here?

Yes, here.

Thanks.

Could I sit down here, Guillaume, please?

Yes, of course!

Working with you is going to be really wonderful to me!

A group of friends... You look almost like a family!

I feel like you all agree.

It's so great!

You're adorable, you know...

Guillaume...

I've decided to appeal to you tonight.

Do you agree?

What's the matter with you?

I was looking at you earlier, and I thought "He's really too cute..."

Ok. I'm listening to you.

Attract me.

What's your kind?

The childlike one?

The vamp one?

The mysterious one?

Or the funny one?

Guess! It would be too easy if I told you...

Ok!

But before, let's shake it!

She drank! She drank...

- Shall we dance, Nicole? - Yes...

They're so cute... Aren't they, Alex?

Don't you find?

You would never think that they're married for five years!

Laurent?

Laurent!

These posters... Did you draw them?

Yes. Er... No! Well...

Jean-Pierre did some of them...

And they're good, they're my favorites.

Sleep, little girl...

Do like me. Close your eyes.

Laurent is nasty, isn't he?

You know, I was sure that you like Nicole's kind.

Poor Guillaume...

You were already imagining yourself married...

With a lot of little Nicolas...

Valérie...

You know...

Laurent is the producer...

- Guillaume? - Yes?

Do you like her more than me?

Maybe...

Guillaume...

Valérie!

I don't want your pity.

Please look at me, you idiot...

Come on...

You're smeared by tears.

Where's the bathroom?

Upstairs.

Come on... You're too dirty!

This darkness makes me feel asleep! Not you?

Not at all!

Hello!

Oh, hi you!

Who could it be?

Fine, fine...

No, they're all still here.

I think it's his sister.

Yes, exactly. Ok.

Yes it is.

No, it's his mother!

No... Neither does she.

Now it's me...

Yes... and so she does.

I would like to know what.

Good evening...! Of course...

Goodbye! See you soon.

My mother...

The whole family addresses greetings to us.

Let's listen to a last record.

And after, go to bed.

Will your parents come to the rehearsal tomorrow?

No, no. Not tomorrow...

Really, you could thank me instead of sulking.

Oh no, it's amazing...

You're taking me for a ride...

I admit that you had me, yes, you really had me...

So I'm a good loser, I even find it quite funny.

You prevent me from going downstairs and I don't know why.

But I don't want to be inquisitive!

And you would like me to thank you?

Yes! Listen, I know how girls are...

And I'm sure that Nicole is furious!

Furious! Do you hear me?

Yes, I hear you! It's not worth spitting in my hear!

I was sure that you were mad about her.

But when you went upstairs with me,

she must have been really jealous!

Girls don't like it, when they're replaced so fast.

You'll see!

When we'll go downstairs, she's going to throw her arms around you.

Thanks to me...

But we have to stay here a long time.

Do you understand?

I'm numb!

Are you still here?

What do you want?

By the way, I wanted to ask you: do you know this Isabelle?

Which Isabelle?

I don't know any Isabelle.

I don't care about Isabelle!

I only know my Tintin...

Shall we go home?

No.

We're waiting from the end of the record.

And there's Alex!

What are you going to do?

Does anyone have a five francs coin?

Laurent, do you have one?

Yes!

Here it is.

It's amazing!

How does it work?

How did you do this, Alex?

It's extraordinary!

Have a look at this! It's amazing!

Alex!

Alex, I would like to learn, show me how did you do this!

How funny it is!

What are they doing?

I don't know... It doesn't seem like they're bored!

I think that we've been forgotten...

Come on downstairs.

Yes, come on!

What's the matter? Are you crazy?

You little pest...

You wanted to seduce me...

In fact, you did!

- Do you really believe that I believe you? - Yes.

But... but...

I'm not your kind at all.

Your kind's Nicole.

You're not my kind at all!

But really not at all!

Not at all, at all...

Well...

I bring it back to the kitchen...

Don't let split up.

Where are you going?

I'm sorry... This fight... was aphrodisiac.

What are you saying?

I'm always sentimental after fights...

By the way, everyone is. It's well-known.

Come on! Let's go to see Nicole.

You're really uncommon!

Oh... This music is so sad!

Valérie, come here a while, please.

For sure, honey!

Did you scold her?

Why? She's free...

So... is it over?

Yes.

Tintin! I'm tired...

Jean-Pierre, I've already told you that my name isn't Tintin...

- Yes, my Titi... - Would you be sweet?

Bring me a glass of water from the kitchen.

Or elsewhere.

Have you been married for long?

For five years.

No, six.

What were you doing in the kitchen?

What happened?

Er... Nothing... I was...

You know... I was trying to do Alex's trick with the forks.

Oh yes, it's true, you told that you had seen Laurent...

Yes, exactly.

Six years!

- You know, I'm glad to work with you. - And so am I!

Do you never argue?

If you want to be in great shape and as pretty as now tomorrow night...

It happens...

You should better go home right now.

Come on, I bring you back home!

Oh no, it's too early!

I hope that you had fun tonight.

By the way, did I tell you five or six years?

Six years.

In fact it is...

It's five years!

It reminds me... It reminds me of this afternoon in the bus.

There was a woman... with a lot of children.

And the conductor asks: "How much tickets, madam?"

She says: "Six. Five children and me."

- Can I sit down here, Guillaume? - Yes.

So one of the children tells her:

"No, Mum!"

"We're six children."

Then another child says: "No, we're five children!"

So the mother counted them.

And they were in fact six.

So she said to the guy of the bus: "Seven, please."

Juliette was underneath, so it makes eight.

Really, what a weird idea it is to throw oneself under a bus!

Well, a coach...

If she had done it on purpose, she couldn't have chosen better.

Of course! With a bicycle, you can fail, fall nearby

But a bus! Well... a coach...

And... moreover... full of Dutchies...

You can't find bigger in Paris!

- Laurent! - No, please, it's not the good time...

But... why would she have done this?

Well... And my glass of water?

I... I forgot!

You'll drink at home.

I'm not thirsty anymore.

Shall we go?

Why don't you talk to her?

Did you say anything?

Yes, I was saying that I find you really pretty.

And that you and Guillaume will really be a unique couple.

You know, Guillaume and you, it's not bad too...

Indeed, Laurent and me were talking about it earlier.

Nicole, you must be tired... after all these emotions...

Offer her to bring her back home!

If you want to go home...

It would be a pleasure for me to bring you back.

Do you still have your convertible, Guillaume?

Really? Doesn't it disturb you to bring me home?

Not at all!

Don't you think that you should thank me?

Are you going?

Why? Do you stay here?

- Goodbye! Guillaume brings me back. - Goodbye!

Laurent! We're leaving.

Goodbye, see you later.

Good. I won't ask you to stay, I'm exhausted too.

See you tomorrow, rehearsal on 9 p.m.

Good night!

- And you both, 8:30 at the agency. - Ok.

- You don't look fine... - No, it's all right.

- What are you looking for? - My bag.

Your bag... Where did you put it when you came in?

I don't know!

Here it is!

Where is Valérie?

She was here a few moments ago!

Valérie!

She must be gone.

- Valérie! - You'll see her tomorrow, come on...

Is there anyone who brings you back?

Yes, I do. I deal with it.

You had time to talk all evening long.

Well... As you like.

- Goodbye Laurent! - Goodbye, Guillaume!

Er... Yes, Guillaume. I don't know what's his name anymore...

- Goodbye Alex. - Goodbye Laurent.

- See you tomorrow night. - For sure.

Goodbye Anita.

Hello! Isabelle?

Good evening.

Yes, they all left.

I'm alone.

I'm sad.

Which dress are you wearing tonight?

I want to see you even more!

Come on to show me this!

No, you come.

I'm exhausted.

Take a taxi, you've got three minutes.

See you straightaway.

What are you doing here?

I'm listening to you...

Then?

Are you angry because I'm here?

Oh, please...

Did you drink or anything?

I love you.

But you don't believe me.

Don't you think that it's enough?

- You're crazy! - Yes...

Outch!

It's your cigarette, honey...

Stop it, please...

You're still angry...

Is it because of Guillaume or of what happened before?

Really, because of what happened before?

Mathilde told me that you found it very funny...

And then?

Did you believe that... between Guillaume and me...

Did you believe it?

Yes, he did!

I swear to you that he did believe it!

Oh poor, poor Lolo...

It's over, it's far away.

Laurent, I'm serious!

Swear that it's over!

Swear!

Swear it or I jump!

Ok, you're right: it's over.

Come downstairs... and go home.

Laurent, swear it or I cut myself.

And I won't see you anymore in my life.

I will cut myself!

So, which part shall I cut?

The tongue...

Yes, I know. Not very funny...

Give it to me!

You're totally crazy! Really...

Which comedy are you playing?

Outch!

You see... You hurt yourself.

You should wash your face...

I really don't know what you imagined...

Guillaume had things to tell me...

That's all!

We're friends for such a long time, you know...

Do you know what he told me?

He's in love with Nicole.

By the way, you saw it...

They went out together, thanks to me.

Really... When you slapped me...

I couldn't understand anything anymore!

- What should I have done to... - Ok, ok... It's fine. I believe you.

Anyway, it doesn't matter...

Well... Goodbye.

Anyway, this slap...

For six months...

You could have told me earlier that you loved me...

I would have said it too, you know...

Laurent...

Kiss me, please...

Come on, now...

I bring you home.

Do you want to go alone?

Do you want to stay here?

But you don't realize what you're saying!

You should be already asleep!

And so should I!

Really, it's thoughtless!

Do you realize that at nine I must be at the agency?

Please, go home to your bed...

Anyway, you dance like a mad, you drink, you cut me...

Yon make things rough for me!

Could you think only an instant to me... to my work...

to this show...

This show!

Do you realize how much is it important to me?

This show...

"This show, this show!" I love you, you love me,

and you have nothing to say but "this show, this show..."

And it starts again!

Where are you going?

It's late...

Laurent!

Laurent!

Laurent! Are you listening to me?

Laurent, you could answer...

Well, he doesn't want to answer...

Laurent, don't you still want to tell me why did you ask me to come so early today?

Laurent... Why?

By the way... What is Isabelle doing?

Sooner or later, she'll be here...

Isabelle?

Which Isabelle?

I was in the bathroom when you called her... I heard everything!

Yes, I knew that you were in the bathroom...

What?

I saw you come in.

It's easy to say, now...

Liar!

Then why did you call her...

if you knew that I was there?

I didn't call Isabelle.

To hurt me... What are you saying?

I didn't call Isabelle.

Perhaps that you were talking alone...

- Yes, I did. - So you're crazy, but I'm not stupid...

I didn't call Isabelle...

Because she doesn't exist.

Laurent, stop joking...

Tonight it's serious for you and me.

Then stop playing the fool... It makes you look like Jean-Pierre...

Everybody know Isabelle.

Everybody? Who?

Everybody and...

Especially Juliette!

Juliette heard about it. That's all!

I invented an Isabelle...

Sometimes, an Isabelle can be very useful...

I don't believe you!

So she must be here!

Isabelle?

Isabelle?

So, where's your Isabelle?

It's clever!

Then why did you pretend to call her?

To have your revenge? To get rid of me?

Like of Juliette?

You may want me to leave...

And when I think...

When I think that you put on an act, that you lied to me, that you...

And then, aren't you happy? I love you,

you love me, and you have nothing to say but...

How cute you were, when you looked at your watch...

You know, I don't regret to have staged this show to see you again...

If you'd knew... I hate operettas!

I hate musicals!

I hate shows!