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THOMAS IN LOVE

Welcome to Sextoon.

Do you want to compose a new partner? - No.

Do you want to call your favorite partner? - Yes.

Hello, Thomas. I'm happy to see you again.

I have new story lines. Are you interested? - Yes.

Make your selection, Thomas.

Number 1.

"experiment in zero gravity"

"activate your cybersex suit"

There you are, Thomas.

Have you ever taken part in a medical experiment in zero gravity?

No.

Me neither. I can't wait to begin.

Sexual intercourse in zero gravity B204.

Are the participants ready? - Yes.

Turn off virtual gravity.

Activate sensors.

Apply sensors on male partner.

Careful. It's a bit cold.

Unpleasant? - No. Not really.

Sensors applied. Put on required attire.

Begin preliminaries.

That's good.

Yes...

Be gentle. Very gentle.

Don't forget, it is for the good of medicine.

Lubrification accomplished. Proceed with intromission.

That's good. Very good.

Intromission accomplished. Begin come and go movements.

One moment. Please. - Moment granted.

I want to feel you inside me.

I begin the come and go movements.

Careful, bestial phase engaged.

Female orgasm engaged.

Come!

Male orgasm engaged.

Attention please for simultaneous orgasm.

Five, four, three, two, one. Go!

Simultaneous orgasm, half a second interval.

Experiment over.

That was very good, Thomas. - Oh shit.

Next time, perhaps?

See you.

Thomas?

Come on, Thomas. Answer. It's Nathalie. Thomas.

Yes, I'm coming.

Thomas, where were you?

I was... I was watching a movie.

Mom, we had said... - What movie?

We had said once a week.

You look a little pale, Thomas.

Listen, I just had a check-up on automedic.

I'm perfectly healthy. Sorry.

You know, Thomas, it's for your own good.

OK, Mom. What day is it today?

Saturday. - Yes.

When did you call me last?

Monday. - No, Mom. Tuesday.

From Tuesday to Saturday. That's not a week.

You're being picky. - Not really.

Stop calling me all the time.

But I don't anymore.

You know what I mean. Goodbye, Mom.

Welcome to Domotics Clinic.

All our lines are busy. Please wait...

Domotics Clinic. Office seven.

Hello.

Hello.

My vacuum-cleaner robot is broken.

Yes. How did it happen?

It just doesn't work anymore.

Have you tried the self-diagnoser? - No. It's also broken.

I see. What model? - My vacuum-cleaner?

Yes. The vacuum-cleaner robot. - It's an IR2020.

On or off-line? - Off-line.

Is the discharge light on?

On the side. - No. It's broken.

OK.

Please bring it to the shop.

OK. But there's a problem. - Yes?

I can't go anywhere.

All repairs are done in our workshops.

Yes. But you must understand. I never go...

I don't have time to listen. I have other clients.

So please bring us your IR2020 or don't clean the carpet anymore.

My contract specifically states...

We do not include transport. Goodbye.

You don't understand. I have a right...

Yes, OK. Thank you.

Hello, Mr Thomas. - Yes. Hello.

Your insurance policy number, JM 88...

56. - I knew that.

So, what can I do for you?

My vacuum-cleaner is broken.

I called the repairman, but he refuses to come.

He says I have to bring it to him.

You do have a maintenance contract? - Of course.

Apparently it does not include transport.

With which company? - Domotics Clinic.

Let's see. I'm checking. One moment.

I talked to a real stubborn guy.

I see. Did you catch his name? - Yes. Gregory.

Perfect. You can count on me. I'll take care of it.

Thank you.

Hello, Thomas. - Hello.

How are you feeling? - Fine.

Great. - I did it.

What did you do? - I talked to my mother.

She took it very well.

She will only call me once a week.

Thomas, our session will be different today.

We have to talk.

I was controlled.

Controlled? By the insurance?

Yes. Of course.

And? - I was almost discharged.

Wow. What's all that about? You're good. Very professional.

I'm not the reason. The treatment is.

In fact, I asked to be controlled.

You did? - Yes.

Globale assembled a panel of psychologists

of various expertise.

They saw our sessions and... - Wait.

They watched our sessions?

Neither one of us owns the sessions.

They are Globale property.

Really? Thank you. That was thoughtful of you.

So, what did your peers say?

They confirmed what I already knew.

You've been deviating. - Deviating?

You're smart. You're avoiding. You've invented a new patient,

a virtual patient you use as protection

to avoid asking yourself questions.

Isn't all that a bit far-fetched?

You don't do it on purpose. It's subconscious.

It's alright then.

If it's subconscious, everything's OK.

Our conclusion is that you have to be shaken up a bit.

Shaken up?

What are you going to do to me?

I've already done it.

What? - I signed you up in a dating club.

Excuse me?

You heard me. I gave your name to a dating club. -A matrimonial agency?

We don't call them that anymore. It's pejorative.

But that's ridiculous. I...

Sorry, but I have a meeting in five minutes.

We'll talk later. - It's ridiculous.

What am I to do with...

"Psy Workshop". Hello. - Mr Gillon. Please.

I'm sorry. He's out. - But he was just there.

He left 30 seconds ago. Would you like...

You could call him back. - I don't think so.

You don't? - He was in a hurry.

Really?

Would you like to leave a message?

No. I'll call him on his cellular.

Sorry, but he left it on his desk.

What a coincidence!

What should I do? Do I leave him a message or not?

Yes. Let's leave him a message.

Tell him...

Tell him he's an asshole.

An asshole. Is that all?

What? - "You're an asshole". That's it?

Well, yes.

Shall I write your name? - Yes.

And what is your name? - Thomas.

Thomas who? - Thomas.

Thomas Thomas. First name. Thomas.

Last name is also Thomas.

I see. So it's you.

I saw your name on a file earlier.

It's rather rare. - Very rare.

Hello. - Hello.

Welcome to Catch-a-Heart. - What is...

You have been selected to take our psychoaffective test.

Damn. - This test will...

Hello. - Damn it!

Welcome to Catch-a-Heart.

You have been selected to take our psychoaffective test.

I'm so lucky.

This test will help us find your soulmate.

Soulmate! - Are you ready for our questions,

Mr Thomas Thomas?

Are you ready for our questions, Mr Thomas Thomas?

Fuck you.

Are you ready for our questions...? - They won't leave me alone.

Yes. - OK, Mr Thomas Thomas.

Here is the first question.

What does this image remind you of?

a. A dog. b. A marine landscape at dusk.

c. A man or a woman's face.

What is this bullshit?

Please answer by "a", "b", or "c". Thank you.

a. A dog. b. A marine landscape... - C.

What does this image remind you of?

a. A car accident.

b. A reproductive sexual organ.

c. A tree in the fall. - B.

What does this image remind you of?

a. A scorpion. b. A water lilly.

c. An identification code.

Obviously. It's C.

What does this image remind you of?

a. The Brussels-Strasbourg Euroshuttle.

b. A dog.

c. A child's sexual organ. - Definitely a.

What does this image remind you of?

a. Raisin pudding.

b. A song.

c. A mother's breast. - A again.

Thank you, Mr Thomas Thomas.

The personality test is over.

Already? I was starting... - After our selection

a female candidate will contact you.

Really? - Good luck.

That's it? Five stupid questions...

Mr Thomas. One moment please.

There. Your code JM 88 57.

56.

Right, 56. Go ahead.

Well, it's somewhat tricky.

You can tell me. That's why I'm here.

OK. Well, it's about...

certain sexual habits.

You know, in that domain the client does as he pleases.

We respect all orientations.

For three years you've had access to professional assistance.

Excuse me? - Don't you know?

It is handled by the state. They are professionals.

You mean... prostitutes?

They are trained as nurses, and know basic psychology.

It is reserved for B6 handicaps and up.

You're B8, so you have access to it.

Wait. You must be kidding.

Not at all. Do I look like I'm kidding?

No. Do they accept to have cybersex intercourse?

They may, but you are strictly forbidden.

Really? - Article 121. Clause 12B.

Accidents. You understand. Electrocutions.

Yes, I heard about that.

But those fools used it in their bathtubs.

Their bathtubs? - Yes.

I wasn't aware.

Are you interested in such a service?

Well...

We are associated with the "Madame Zoe" agency.

It is named after the agency's director.

The contact code is "Madame Zoe Zoe". Zoe twice.

Zoe twice. Well, OK. Thank you.

You're welcome. It's my job.

Hello. I'm Madame Zoe. - Hello.

May I have your insurance number?

Yes. JM 88 56.

You've never called on us before.

No.

I'm sorry, but you're a B8, Right?

Yes. That's right.

Male. Hetero, homo, or bisexual?

Heterosexual.

OK.

This is the procedure.

You will be contacted by our employees.

They will ask you if you wish to continue or not.

Do not hesitate to say "No".

Be guided by your first impression.

The first impression is important. - OK.

So, if you say no,

you will be transferred to another employee.

But if you like her, you may talk with her as you please

to see if you like her beyond your first impression.

Then you may set up an appointment at your house.

Is it clear? - Yes.

Yes? - Yes. It's clear.

Have fun. - Thank you.

Hello. Do you want to go on with me?

No.

Hello. Do you want to go on with me?

No.

Hello. Do you want to go on with me?

No. No thank you.

Hello.

Do you want to go on with me?

Shit. Excuse me. I'll call you back.

Mom... - There you are.

I told you. - I know. I'm calling early.

We have to defuse our relationship.

But I found something this morning.

What? - An old recording. Watch.

A recording of what? - I'm sending it to you.

Who is it? - It's you of course.

Aren't you cute?

I found it in a drawer. Your uncle Frederic, Maria's husband,

filmed it.

I thought you'd be happy to see it.

Thomas, why did you hang up?

Are you all right?

No. I can't. I can't watch this.

Did you have a seizure?

You mean these images triggered it?

Yes. To see myself outside like that.

Calm down, Thomas. Calm down.

Breathe slowly.

You should rest.

That's what I was going to do.

I'm sorry. I couldn't have known.

You were so happy then. You weren't afraid.

Yes I was afraid.

The sky. The air... - But your seizures began after...

Yes, I know. Thank you, Mother.

Will you be all right? - Yes.

I'm going to go lie down.

Are you sure? - Yes. Goodbye, Mom.

Yes? - Hi there.

Yes, hello.

My name is Vanessa. I got your number from Catch-a-Heart.

Catch-a-Heart?

Yes. The matrimonial agency.

We call it a dating club. - Right. A dating club.

You seem rather cute.

Your face at least.

What is your problem? - Excuse me?

Well, why did you join a dating club?

Everybody does it.

Yes. But guys hit on you, right?

Of course! But how do I know if he's the ideal person?

Because I'm the ideal person?

The computer selected you for me among thousands of candidates.

Among thousands of candidates it chose an agoraphobic.

They didn't tell you at the club? - No.

They didn't tell you!

I don't mind you being afraid of spiders.

Excuse me?

You're arachnophobic, right?

No. Agoraphobic.

What is an agoraphobic?

It means I haven't gone out of my apartment in eight years.

You must be joking. - No.

Eight years? - Yes. Eight years.

And no one has come into my apartment either.

I only see people by visiophone.

Why did you call Catch-a-Heart then? - I didn't.

My psychologist nicely signed me up, for therapy.

So, shall we end it here?

I don't think this meeting was a real success.

It wouldn't bother you, would it? - No.

Perhaps you're disappointed...

Goodbye.

Hello. My name is Eleonor.

Catch-a-Heart? - Well, yes.

OK.

First I have to warn you.

You'll only be able to communicate with me by visiophone.

Really?

I never leave my apartment and no one enters it.

Did you forget your code?

No.

Medical reasons.

I see.

Well, I'm sorry.

So?

So what?

Is this what you want? To see me only by visiophone?

No. Not really.

Shall we end it here?

Hello. - Hello.

Sorry. Roger, leave your sister alone.

Let go. Excuse me. Wait a sec.

Well, OK. - Roger. Let go.

Let go. Damn it.

Listen, I'll call you back. - Yes.

Catch-a-Heart gave you my number? - Yes.

You see, it's a mistake.

I've been married for three years.

I see.

Happy for you. - Thank you.

Damn it, Roger!

I'll leave you now.

OK.

Listen, Gillon. - It's you, Thomas.

What's happening? Are you OK?

Don't panic. I'll call you back from the car.

There. Are you OK now, Thomas?

Yes.

The dating club contacted you, right? - Yes.

How did it go? - What do you think?

The first time's usually a failure.

How would you know?

From experience.

From experience? - Yes.

Personal experience? - Yes.

You've been to such stupid dating agencies?

Yes. That's how I met my wife.

No, I don't believe you.

Most people go to dating clubs, you know.

Yes, I know. But don't tell me you believe in those dumb tests.

Sure I do.

You let a computer choose your wife for you.

The club will find someone else for you.

Well, no thanks. I'll be fine.

I have to go.

You have a lot of appointments these days.

I have busy periods too. Goodbye, Thomas.

Yes? - Mr Thomas Thomas?

This is he.

I got a call from your insurance company. I'm very sorry.

They explained everything. Had I known...

We get a lot of strange callers. You were a bit suspicious.

I'll send someone tomorrow. When are you at home?

All the time.

Yes. Of course.

You never go outside? - No.

You haven't been outside in ten years? - Eight years.

You never go out? - No. Never.

Don't you want to sometimes? - Not at all.

Why not?

I panic. - You're afraid?

You could say that. Besides, I have nothing to do outside.

You like to go out? - Sure.

To do what? - Lots of things.

Have a drink with friends, walk with the kids.

Not me.

Sorry for asking all these questions. It's really none of my business.

Do you want to know something else? - No.

Seriously, how do you do it? Stay in your apartment all day?

I keep busy with sports. 3D multimedia...

I have a hydroponic greenhouse. And a giant aquarium.

I have a passion for fish.

All that must be expensive. - Yes. Rather expensive.

I used to conceive tridimensional circuits.

I earned quite a bit doing that.

So when my handicap became unbearable I was declared disabled

and gave all my money to an insurance company.

Globale. - That's right.

And I had this apartment built.

I see.

Well, I'm going to have to go.

Thanks for answering my questions. It's unhealthy curiosity, but...

No. It's normal to ask questions.

I was happy to talk about it.

That's great then.

Well, good luck. - Thanks.

Goodbye. - Goodbye.

Welcome to Madame Zoe.

If you wish to select someone directly,

press B. If you wish...

Hello.

Do you want to go on with me?

No.

Hello. Do you want to go on with me?

No.

Hello. Do you want to go on with me?

No.

Hello.

Do... do you want to go on with me? Or not?

Yes.

From now on, you may call Eva directly.

Simply call "Madame Zoe Eva".

You can be transferred to someone else anytime.

Have fun.

Why did you choose me?

Excuse me? - Don't you see that...

I'm not doing so well?

Yes... I'm sorry. - Please leave me alone.

Take someone else.

But...

Come back tomorrow. I'll be better.

OK, then. Tomorrow.

I'm sorry. I'm not feeling well.

No. That's all right.

Would you like me to transfer you? - No, I'll disconnect.

Goodbye.

Yes?

Excuse me?

I don't understand what you're saying.

Take off your mask. I don't understand.

Take off the mask.

I'm from Domotics Clinic.

Why are you dressed like that?

I was told to take precautions.

No need to exaggerate. It's for the vacuum cleaner?

Yes. An offline IR2020.

This is how we'll proceed. First, you leave the hall.

I leave the hall? - Yes.

I will bring the vacuum cleaner. When the door opens,

you will come and take it.

OK. So I go outside. - Yes. You go outside.

The mask is not necessary.

Please take off the mask.

You don't need it. There's no danger.

I'll take it to the truck and check it out.

OK? - Yes.

I'll need about half an hour. - OK. That's fine.

Hello. My name is... - Catch-a-Heart?

Yes. The dating club gave me your number.

My name is Melody. - Melody?

Yes. It's not my fault.

I think it's kind of cute.

I don't.

And you? What's your name?

Thomas.

I have to tell you something first.

There's no need to be formal, don't you think?

OK. But I have to warn you,

I'm agoraphobic.

Agoraphobic.

That's when people are afraid to be outside?

Yes. More or less.

So you don't go out too often? - No. Never.

Never?

No. And no one comes into my place. - I see.

Since when? - About eight years.

Eight years? - Yes.

You're not afraid?

Why would I be afraid?

I don't know.

Me too. - What?

I have something to tell you.

Well, it's somewhat personal.

But you told me you were agoraphobic. That's brave.

No. No need to exaggerate.

Sure. I think it's brave.

I'll tell you. But you won't laugh?

No.

So...

Here I go.

I make video poems.

Video poems?

You've never seen video poems before?

Sure I have. But I thought no one...

You think it's outdated. - No. Not at all.

You would like to see mine? - What? Now?

No. I have to prepare them first.

I'd like to select the best ones because some are truly horrible.

What's going on? - Someone's here. I have to go.

That's all right. We'll talk again later.

Well... yes.

I have to go to my color-exchange tribe.

We're dealing with green and it's an important color to me.

I see.

Can I call you tomorrow? You'll be home?

I'm always home.

Right.

Tomorrow then.

Well, OK. Tomorrow.

Yes?

Mr Thomas, it's fixed.

It wasn't easy. There was...

A plate was overheating. I thought that was it,

but it wasn't at all. It was the ceramic sensor...

OK. Fine. Thank you.

There. It's fixed. - Great. Thank you.

OK. I'm going then.

Goodbye.

Hello. You've reached Thomas Thomas.

I can't answer right now.

I'm here. Sorry.

I don't want to disturb you. - I was held up.

I can call later. - No, really, it's OK.

We don't have anything to say. - No.

The situation's rather... - Artificial.

Yes.

It's like when I go to sweating tents. - Swearing what?

No. Sweating tents.

It's that Amerindian thing.

You do that?

The company where I work organizes that sometimes.

Don't you know what it is? - Sure I do.

You've never been in one?

Me? No. Eight years ago it wasn't so common.

I've never seen the point, in fact.

The goal is to sweat together. - To sweat together?

It's fashionable. - I suppose so.

It's like those dating clubs.

I find all that quite ridiculous.

It's beyond ridiculous.

Is it?

No one believes in it.

It's like...

I don't know. Like astrology.

People need it to get through life. Incredible stuff you have to believe in.

It helps people exult their mystical function.

Their mystical function?

Heard of The Development and Creativity of the Mystical Function by Oppenheimer?

No.

I'll transfer it to you.

You too need all that stuff?

Astrology, dating clubs, color-exchange tribes?

I'm not someone special, Thomas. Not like you.

I'm not special.

A guy who locks himself up for eight years is a little peculiar.

People who like to go outside seem strange to me.

Do I seem strange to you?

Yes.

Do I scare you? - No.

You think you'll let me in one day?

No. That's impossible.

I do scare you.

No. But no one comes in here.

That's the way it is. Sorry.

Too bad.

Why is it too bad?

I don't know. We could have...

met each other. Seen each other, touched each other.

Make love?

Yes. Make love. Among other things.

At least try.

Maybe it wouldn't have worked out too well the first time.

With me. With you...

I doubt it. The first time...

But, still, we could have tried.

We could make love without you coming to my apartment.

How?

With devices. You know. Special body suits.

You mean cybersex? - Yes.

You're kidding me, right? - No.

Do you realize what you're saying?

If it bothers you, we won't talk about it again.

That's not it. It's just a little embarrassing.

Is cybersex not in these days?

No. Not really. Not at all.

But the devices sell well, don't they?

Yes. But no one says...

I've never heard someone say "Look. I bought a cybersex suit".

It's kind of taboo to talk about.

Like...

Like masturbation?

Yes. - But everyone masturbates.

Yes. Well, especially men.

Really? Not women?

Not all of them.

Not as naturally as do men, anyway.

What about you?

What about me? - Do you masturbate?

You see, Thomas, that's the problem. Were we face to face I'd say

yes. Sometimes.

But like this, by visiophone, I can't.

So, cybersex... talking about it by visiophone is hard enough...

so doing it... - OK. We won't talk about it again.

I didn't... - It's OK. Forget it.

Don't worry, I won't forget this.

I've been asked a lot of things, but this...

It's not that I like it that way. It's not by taste.

I don't need it. But if I have sex, it can only...

Yes, I understand.

We better stop here for now. I'll think about it.

OK. As you wish.

It's better that way. At least for me.

OK. No problem.

See you, then.

See you.

Hello. - Hello.

You called yesterday, right?

Yes. That was me.

You didn't pick another girl?

No. I wanted you.

Why?

I don't know. Maybe because you were crying.

I see.

You get off on women who cry?

No. Not at all.

Let's stop here, OK? We don't have to deal with perverts.

We limit ourselves to MPF. - To what?

MPF: masturbation, penetration, fellatio.

And yet, fellatio only in particular cases.

We don't do the rest. So you can go now.

Listen, you don't understand. - Yes, I do.

You want to fuck me while I cry. - No.

Look, I have no sexual preference for women who cry.

It's just that yesterday... I don't know...

I'm not used to calling...

for your services.

Listen closely, Mister. I'm a whore.

A medical whore refunded by the insurance. But still a whore.

We talk. You give your address. I come over. We fuck and that's it.

That's my job, OK?

Yes. But...

There's a problem.

What now?

My handicap is agoraphobia.

You're a B8?

Yes. An acute case close to sociophobia

and I cannot stand human contact.

In fact, no one comes in here.

You mean I can't come into your apartment?

That's right.

So how do we do it then? Not cybersex. I hope.

Well... yes.

Oh, no. I don't do that. Besides, it's forbidden.

I know. But... - I don't do perverts.

This is not perversion.

Fucking a plastic vagina is not perverse?

It's not plastic. It's expanded carbon.

Look, I only work at home. Why did you call me then?

There are cybersex clubs, you know?

You're good-looking. - Thank you.

You could have women from around the world.

China or Africa. Anyone you like. - I know.

There are also virtual services.

Yes, I've done that. I know it well.

But conversationwise it's a bit limited.

I'm not a psychologist.

I have a psychologist.

But he's bald. Has a beard. And sexually he's not my type.

You're a soft-hearted one, aren't you?

Ah, you think?

You know what you need?

A real woman. Someone you're in love with.

And you're not a real woman? - No.

I'm not here for love. I'm only here for sex.

So, join a dating club or something like it.

But leave me be.

I'm sorry, but I can't help you.

OK. OK.

Hello, Thomas. - Hello.

How are you since yesterday?

Fine. I'm fine.

I would like to show you my video poems.

Not all of them. The best three. OK?

Sure. Yes.

I realized I had to show them to you, or there would be...

There would be something missing between us.

Yes, I understand.

I'll connect the cable with the visiophone.

There. Are you ready?

Yes.

OK. I'm sending them.

Plants

GOD God... me...

God... me...

My Foot

My foot... my knee... my scalp... my finger... my stomach... my ankle...

My neck... my hand... my back... my elbow... my sex...

There.

What did you think?

Interesting.

You didn't think it was ridiculous?

No. Certainly not ridiculous.

But, did it touch you?

Yes.

You can be honest with me.

Yes. It touched me because it was you.

I'm not an expert in poetry, art, and all that, but what I saw was you.

Dating clubs may be stupid,

but without them we would not have met.

That's true.

I'm going to go. - Where?

There's a store on avenue Comp�re, close to here.

I'm going to buy it. - Buy what?

The apparel. For cybersex.

I've made up my mind.

I'm going to make love with you.

I'll call you when I get back.

OK.

I did it.

I went in and asked for a cybersex suit.

They said: "For a man or a woman?"

Know what I said? - No.

I said it was for me.

I dared to say it was for me. - Good.

In fact, here it is.

Will you put it on? - You want to?

Yes. - Then I'll put it on.

To make love? - Yes.

To make love with you.

You thought I'd just see how it fit? - No.

You're going to take off your make-up?

What? My elementary signs? - Yes.

I don't do that.

What? Even when you make love? - Especially then.

Why? - I'd feel naked.

Aren't we supposed to be naked when making love?

Yes, but I'd feel too naked. I can't.

It's just make-up. For me, if you leave it on...

It's hard enough making love wearing a rock-climbing outfit...

OK.

How do you put it on?

That's the front. Right? - I wonder...

I have one for men. It's a bit different.

Of course. I'm taking my clothes off. - You want me to turn around?

Why? - While you take your clothes off.

You'll only see my face anyway. - You're right.

Don't you want to see me naked? - Sure.

I mean, yes. No, I want to see you naked.

I'd rather you didn't.

Are you putting your suit on? Otherwise...

Yes. Of course.

For the first time

I'd rather not be seen too naked.

I'm usually not shy. I can be naked in front of people,

at the pool or in group therapy.

But the first time, when it's sexual with a man...

I don't know.

So.

Did you put on the gloves? - Right. The gloves.

Strange.

Are you ready? - One second.

What do we do now?

First, you could get comfortable.

You mean on my bed? - For example.

OK.

Wait.

OK, I'm activating. - Me too.

And now? - Now I'm touching you.

Do you feel my hands? - Yes.

I feel your hands.

They're warm.

Gentler on my breasts. - Sorry.

Like this? - Yes.

Like that.

Let my nipples stick out. Like that.

You can also touch me.

Where are you? - In front of you.

Yes, I can feel you.

I feel your shoulders.

Your stomach.

Your...

your penis.

Come closer.

You are... - Yes.

You are big. - No.

Your suit's sensors are adapting...

Already? - Not long enough...

No. Not for me. - Sorry.

That's all right. It was great anyway.

It was our first time. And for a first time, it was...

I have to think. - About what?

I want to be alone and think. - Now? It can't wait?

I'll call you back.

What is your code? - No, I'll call you.

Yes. But I'd like to know your code.

Louis. Bernard, Louis. 268.

But I will call you back.

See you soon.

Yes? - Did I wake you?

No.

I did. What time is it?

Two in the morning. -Sorry. I didn't realize it was so late.

I'll call you tomorrow. - I'm up now.

Go back to sleep. I'll call later.

I won't get back to sleep anyway.

There must be a problem for you to call now.

So tell me what's wrong.

I've been thinking, Thomas.

I think...

I don't know.

I don't know how to tell you.

Tell me what? - You know.

No I don't know.

It doesn't work.

Between us, it doesn't work.

It wasn't so bad last night, was it?

Even if I was a little quick.

No. It's not the sex.

Well, yes, it is the sex. Among other things.

It wasn't good last night.

Really?

It was creepy actually.

I thought it was creepy. I can't do it like that, you know.

I have to see you.

But you do see me.

You know what I mean. I want you here with me.

I want to touch you. Feel you.

You're disgusted, aren't you? - No.

Yes, you are.

I understand you being agoraphobic.

But me, I can't. I can't.

OK.

What, OK?

That's it then?

But I don't want to end it this way.

What do we do then?

You're being unfair, Thomas. - No I'm not.

What do you want me to say? It's 2 a.m.

You tell me it doesn't work. - I'm sorry.

I'm sorry too.

Thomas, I want you to go outside.

I can't.

I want to see you here, with me.

I can't.

I want to touch you.

No.

We'll talk again?

We'll still be friends? - I don't think so.

Right.

You're right.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

I loved you, you know.

I mean...

Even now, I...

I love you.

Hello, Thomas. - Look who it is.

How are you feeling?

Never been better.

I know about the girl from the dating club.

What? You've been checking up on that too?

It's standard procedure.

When a therapist calls on a dating club for a patient...

Can't you leave me alone? Must you snoop around my life like this?

It's normal for you to be aggressive right now.

You must understand... - You enjoy making me suffer.

Living is also accepting suffering.

Amen.

That girl was a little off the wall. But I thought it might work.

I fell in love. Like a jerk.

And now I feel real bad.

Are you happy? Is that therapeutic?

I imagine you don't want to try again.

No. - At least not now.

I want you to stay out of my life.

You know that's impossible.

Your contract with Globale states that as long as you don't get better...

I don't care!

Look, it's Mr... - Thomas.

Mr Thomas. That's it.

You're lucky. I was about to close.

When it's time to go, you know. - Sorry.

What can I do for you?

It's my vacuum-cleaner again.

Didn't I send you a repairman? - Yes. Yes.

It should be repaired, but when I turn it on

there's a strange smell. And there's smoke too.

We changed the ceramics? - I think so.

Then it's normal. There's always smoke the first time.

Don't worry.

Thank you.

You don't look too well. - I'm fine.

The vacuum cleaner is not the reason, is it?

No.

I have other problems.

A woman, I bet. - What makes you think that?

Only women can make us feel that way. She dumped you?

It's a bit more complicated than that.

Figures. It's always complicated with them.

I say if they make you suffer, they don't deserve you.

I wasn't in love anyway.

Then you'll forget her soon enough. - I guess.

Don't let it get you down. Have some fun. Go to...

I mean. Do... I don't know, what you enjoy doing.

Yes. Thank you. - You're welcome.

At your service.

Goodbye. - Goodbye.

Welcome to Sextoon.

Do you want to compose a new... - No.

Do you want to call your... - Yes.

Hello, Thomas. I'm happy to see you.

I have new story lines... - Yes.

Make your selection, Thomas. - Number 4.

"poker game"

There, you won. I have nothing left.

But I can bet something else.

You want me to? - Yes.

I'll bet my body.

Do you want my body? - Yes.

You'll have my body if you win the next hand.

Or I'll take all your money. OK?

OK.

You're brave. You like to play. I like that.

Two cards.

No cards for you?

You think you're stronger than me, don't you?

What do you say to that, little bastard?

Bastard.

Go ahead. Take me.

Go ahead. Take me.

Go ahead. Take...

Hello, Eva.

I'll call your insurance.

Why?

You've no right to bother me at work.

I don't. - You don't want my services.

But I do want your services.

My job is to fuck. At your home.

If I report that you're harassing me... - I need you, Eva.

No one needs me.

Especially you. - Really?

You're just a customer.

A very difficult one.

Let's stop playing games. - Why are you calling me?

Why me? Because I was crying?

Why were you crying?

That's my problem. - Maybe I could help.

Great. I've got me a Saint Bernard.

Please, don't compare me to a dog. I can't stand dogs and cats.

Dogs, cats, humans. All part of your illness?

Do you have other similar symptoms?

I have plenty of symptoms.

Look, I'd like to talk with you. But not here, with all that make-up.

I want to talk with you at your home.

I can't. - Give me your calling code.

I can't see patients outside of work. - But I'm not a patient.

Listen. I... Damn. The boss.

Your code? - I have to disconnect.

Give it to me. - Please, the boss is calling me.

Give me your code. - I can't.

I'll file a complaint.

No. Don't. - Give me your code or I'll file.

I have enough problems as it is. - Your code.

Please, don't do this to me. - Your code.

If she gets another complaint... Please go.

Your code.

Bernard. Bernard, Oliver. 230.

Thank you.

Mom. - Hello, Thomas.

It's been exactly a week. - I'm proud of you, Mom.

But I can't talk right now.

Why not? We had said... - I have things to do.

What things? - I don't want to talk about it.

Even with me? - Yes, Mom.

Call me back in a couple of days.

I knew this once-a-week thing was a bad idea.

Soon you won't talk to me at all. - Don't be angry.

I'm not angry. I'm disappointed.

It's all my fault. - No, Mom.

Yes, it is. No need to feel guilty.

Listen, I don't want to talk with you right now. OK?

Call me in two or three days.

OK. I'll call you Tuesday to... - That's fine. Bye, Mom.

Hello, Eva.

I forbid you to call me at home.

But... - You're a bastard.

You blackmailed me. You disgust me. - No. It wasn't blackmail.

It's going to cause me problems.

Why? Can't someone call you at home?

If you don't hang up, I'll call your insurance.

So?

They won't be happy. They may break your contract.

No, you wouldn't do that.

Really? - No.

I'll count to ten. - Eva, please.

One, two, three, four...

five, six, seven, eight...

Yes, I know what you're going to say.

But I've been thinking.

I would like for you and I to give it another try.

We have a lot in common

and with time we may...

I'm happy that you called. Really.

But...

I've met someone else.

Another man?

Through the club, of course. Ken.

Ken? - That's his name. Ken.

He's Ghanaian. He's in molecular synthesis.

Actually, his parents are Ghanaian.

Ghanaian. Nice.

Molecular synthesis. That's high technology.

Do you want to meet him? He's here. - No.

Ken...

Ken, meet Thomas. A friend.

Hello, Thomas. - Hello, Ken.

How are you? - Great.

I'll leave you.

Well, I guess I better go too.

Have a nice life, Melody. - It's no longer Melody.

What? -I've changed my name. I didn't like Melody.

So what is your new name? - Fran�oise.

OK. Have a nice life, Fran�oise.

Thank you, Thomas.

You hate me. Is that it?

You must stop calling me.

File a complaint with my insurance.

I will still call you.

Yeah.

I'll never file a complaint. It's not my style.

I wouldn't have complained to your boss either.

You don't say.

It's obvious you love your work.

What? I love my work?

As if fucking the disabled was a vocation.

No one forces you to do this. - Yes, they do.

How can you be forced into it?

I did some things.

What things?

Illegal things.

I can't talk about it. I was given a substitution sentence.

Wait a second.

You were sentenced to being a prostitute for the disabled?

You don't have to insult me. - No.

I'm a hostess. Not a prostitute. I receive training.

I'm sorry.

I didn't know. I didn't mean to insult you.

But how can they impose that on you?

I chose.

What do you mean, you chose?

Between a long sentence in prison

and this. This was shorter.

Because...

That way, they'll give me back...

Look, I can't talk to patients about this. I mean outside...

If they were to find me... - Is Eva your real name?

No.

I can't use my real name anymore. - What is it?

I can't give it to you.

Come on, it's just a name.

You don't understand. I'm in prison. There are rules.

It's bad enough as it is. If...

Look, I have to disconnect.

Wait. They check on your private communications?

They can do it. They always find out anyway.

What if you called from outside, from a public place.

Why would I do that? - We could talk freely.

About what?

Take down my code. Who knows, you may need me.

I need no one. - It's Denis. Xavier. Bernard. 612.

And my name is Thomas.

Thomas? That's a nice name.

Eva is also a pretty name.

Maybe. But it's not mine.

You're beautiful.

Why do you say that? - Why what?

You can't say that.

It hurts me.

I didn't mean to hurt you. I find you beautiful, that's all.

You just want to fuck me with your damn suit.

So my being pretty or ugly, who cares?

OK. You're ugly.

You're the ugliest woman of Earth. Everyone knows it but me.

To me, you're beautiful.

You don't know me.

When will I know you? Enough, I mean...

In two weeks? A year? Ten years?

How much time does one have to fall in love?

You're not in love with me.

You just want to leave your apartment.

No, I don't want to leave.

You don't want to and yet you're suffocating.

So you fall in love with the first woman who cries in front of you.

You want her to get you out. - No, I'm fine here.

Not me. I'm not buying it. You're not even handicapped.

But I am.

You revel in your phobias.

Of course I revel in them. That's what phobias are.

You think you're smarter, don't you? - No.

You want to manipulate me. You're playing stupid games.

I love you, Eva.

No. You don't.

You don't love anyone.

You don't know what it means to love.

Hello, Kevin.

Hello, Mr Thomas. How are you? - Fine.

You have my order? - Yes.

We didn't have any Kefir Lyofi left, only Bulgarian Lyofi.

You like Bulgarian? - Yes. Fine.

Are you sure? If not, I'll take it back. And we'll send you some later.

No. Bulgarian is fine.

OK then. As you wish.

See you in three months, then.

Yes, I'll call you. Thank you, Kevin.

Hello.

Hello.

I apologize for this morning.

You weren't so formal this morning.

I shouldn't have said all that.

What? - Everything I said.

No, it was...

a learning experience.

Do you always judge people like that, from the start?

In five minutes, you understand it all?

It's more complicated than that.

Sometimes I talk to someone

and feel as if I were inside them,

watching them from inside.

As if there was a bond between us.

You didn't expect me to call?

No. You said you were suspicious of me,

that you were afraid to call.

I had good reasons to be suspicious.

I got an MW today. A Major Warning.

Because I called you at home? - No. Something else.

I'm sorry.

I'm used to it. Besides, I don't care.

I don't want to cause you trouble. - Don't worry.

Promise me you'll call in case of a problem.

What would you do?

Rescue me by visiophone?

Yes, I'd rescue you.

I love you.

That's ridiculous.

It's sincere. - Not true.

I know what I'm feeling or not.

If you were in love, if you loved me, you'd go outside.

I can't.

Too bad then.

Wait. Wait.

Listen...

It may be conceivable.

I may conceive that you come to my place.

That you come into my apartment.

That's not enough.

But it's the same thing...

For me it's quite something.

You have to go outside. - I couldn't.

Yes, you can. - No.

I'm sure you can.

OK, where is your apartment?

Defosset Street. Near the Luxembourg Center.

Are you coming?

You remember the park near the old station?

On the right from Defosset Street.

I'll be waiting on a bench.

No. I couldn't. - I'm leaving.

Eva, I couldn't. - Do you love me?

And you?

If you can't go out for me, I won't even ask myself.

You said there was a bond between us.

We'll see.

I'm leaving.

Hello, welcome to my home.

Leave a message after the beep.

Listen, I love you.

Really, I do.

But I'm sorry, I won't make it.

I am incapable of going outside.

No. Forget what I just said.

Hello. You've reached Thomas Thomas.

I can't answer right now.

Please wait or leave me a message after the beep.

Thomas, are you there?

You didn't come out, did you?

I've been waiting for an hour in the park.

I heard an ambulance. It wasn't you, right?

I should have gone to see what it was, but I was afraid to miss you.

Answer me.

Hello. You've reached Thomas Thomas.

I can't answer right now.

Please wait or leave a message after the beep.

Today is the day

Of your birthday

Happy birthday, Thomas

In our hearts you are today...

You're thirty three.

The age of Christ. - Cheers.

Here's to you. Bottoms up!

I bet you had forgotten.

Call us when you wake up. Cheers.

Yes? Psychomot.

It's you. You are Mister...

Thomas. Right? - Yes.

How are you?

I just woke up. I didn't call you.

Excuse me? - I didn't call you.

How are we in contact?

It's normal. Do you see the small cube next to you?

It's a narco-stopper. It calls us when you wake up.

Dr Sorensen wanted to talk to you.

I'll go get him.

Doctor Sorensen!

Mr Thomas. Hello.

I imagine you don't recognize me. - No.

Mr Thomas. Can you tell me what you remember last?

Well, I came out of my apartment and I walked...

My head was spinning and I fell down.

After that, I don't remember.

It's better that way. - Why?

What happened?

Repeated convulsions that lasted about fifteen minutes.

Your heart made it. Then the ambulance brought you here.

I gave you narcotics and neuroleptics.

What? You touched me?

I was wearing gloves.

Yes, but you were near me? How did I get here?

Listen, Mr Thomas,

you had severe allergic reactions. I don't want to shake you up.

I want to know the truth. Did you bring me here?

You came into my home?

What about the alarms?

The insurance cut them off.

Yes. I see.

No nausea? No vertigo?

Here. Now? No. Not at all.

OK.

I'll be able to send a positive report to the insurance then.

You were lucky. But I wouldn't recommend these little escapades.

At least not unprepared.

Going out won't kill me?

Your respiratory system and your heart are very weak.

It's summer time. You were dressed for the North Pole.

Yes, well. Thank you, Doctor. Goodbye.

The member you require is no longer connected to Visiocom.

Shit.

You have selected Eva, but she no longer works here.

Damn!

It's you. - I'd like to talk to Eva.

She doesn't work here anymore.

I must find her. - You must do nothing.

You've done enough. She lost her job.

Where can I contact her?

Look, if you continue to harass me, I'll have to report it.

Where is she, damn it? - You're going too far.

Tell me where she is! - I don't know.

Because of you, she's in the hands of a judge...

Yeah, I know.

What do you know? - The madam called you and complained.

Indeed.

Madame Zoe is threatening to sue us.

I don't give a damn.

Think of all the consequences. You could be sued for...

Yeah. Where's the girl?

The prostitute? - Yes. The prostitute.

Don't you know you're forbidden to even ask the question?

I don't care. I love her. You understand?

I'm your insurance company. I speak in the name of the company.

OK, enough. Thank you.

Hello, Thomas. - I should've known.

I am no longer your psychologist.

Globale blamed you for all this?

No. Not directly.

They replaced me by Dr Moreau. They can. With no reason.

But the girl was...

Eva? - Yes, Eva.

What will happen to her?

She was transferred to another sector,

less demanding of her body. - What?

Another sentence of substitution, but a longer one.

What does it consist in?

I can't tell you, Thomas.

Globale forbids you to have any contact with her. And it's best.

Where is she?

You must tell me.

Listen.

You know

when we were waiting for the insurance experts?

I talked with Eva. - You saw her?

She asked me to tell you that you were not responsible.

She would have broken down anyway.

She hated being a prostitute, even a medical one.

You were just a catalyzer. It's not your fault.

You're lying. - Excuse me?

She would never have said that. It's not true.

Globale told you to calm me down.

You're totally paranoiac.

I must find her. Where is she?

Why do you need to know?

You know what will happen if you go outside.

Yes. I won't be a B8 anymore.

I won't be handicapped and Globale will lose its contract.

They pay you. So you have no interest in my going outside.

Look, we all want you to get better, to go outside. But gradually.

I want to find her!

Remember two days ago? You almost died.

Was it fun? You want to try it again?

You were lucky. But if you go out. you'll die like a dog.

Where is she?

She's in a place where you can never find her. Never.

Where?

Outside your apartment.

Hello, you've reached Nathalie Thomas who's not here for now,

or only in this bi-dimensional, digital and pixelised version...

Hello, Mom.

You're calling me? - Yes.

It's the first time.

No. I've called you before.

No. Really, it's the first time in eight years.

I would have called, but...

I would have come to the hospital, but they had already brought you home

and said you had to rest.

What got into you, Thomas? I was worried.

At least you're OK.

That's what's important.

How are you feeling?

You look good. - I'm fine.

You just came in?

Yes. I went shopping.

How is the weather?

It just started to rain.

I came in just in time.

Is it cold? Did you need a sweater?

Why are you asking? - Just curious.

You're not going to go outside, are you? - No.

You know the risks. - Yes.

So, is it cold or not?

No. It's not cold.

I went out like this.

OK. I'll leave you now.

Already? - Yes.

All right.

Good luck, Thomas.

Love you, Mom.