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How do we begin this extraordinary story?

I thought of the most fantastic situations.

But now it's true, it really happened to me.

Come in. - Thank you.

At 32, I'm what you call a normal man.

Well, almost.

I have huge sexual needs.

Oh, it's lovely. - I'll say it.

And you haven't seen everything.

When I was 14, we changed maids every three days.

She didn't have time to work, she didn't have the strength.

Well, there you go.

I've traveled a lot.

I've explored almost every brothel in the world.

She used to get tired of my. Eat up.

Until the day I met Sabine.

I had finally met the perfect company.

The one I'd been looking for so long.

She accepted all my whims, all my fantasies,.

Even the most unusual.

Oh, Sabine!

From Vittel, please.

Yes, sir.

Wine.

Come on, honey. I have a little phone call to make.

Oh! Oh!

Yes, yes, louder, yes.

Oh! Oh!

Yes, yes.

Yeah, yeah, come on.

Oh, yeah.

Alas, often women vary, as popular wisdom says.

Sabine, my Sabine, was beginning to tire of my appetite pentagro-helic.

She wasn't the same.

She wasn't as available as she used to be.

Oh, my God.

I don't want to see the piss for a minute.

He's gonna kill me, that man. - It's beautiful.

Belle, you bet.

It's true, it's tender.

My dishes, then?

Oh, my God!

So we'll never stop!

We'll never stop!

I was distraught.

No more ideas, no more plans.

One thought.

How do we get it back?

With kindness, perhaps.

I mean, how far I've come.

Sweetness.

Let's go for the sweet.

I was going head down.

Hi.

Come on, Sabine, don't be a *****.

Open up.

Open up.

Sabine, I told you I wouldn't touch you.

Come on, open up.

I was completely lost.

I'd spend my days on the lookout all at once.

And suddenly.

The idea. Conjugating pleasure and work.

I decided to hire a secretary. I tested two, three, before I hired Lucille who seemed to have all the necessary qualities.

If you keep this up, I won't have finished chapter six tonight.

Oh, no.

Yes.

No.

Yes.

No.

Oh, listen.

Chapter 6.

I won't be done.

Stop.

Oh, I'll be all right.

Oh, no, listen, no.

Work.

Oh, oh.

There's no reason to miss me.

What the fuck are you?

"Frameau Temp Agency". Available 24 hours a day.

Finally, a commercial that wasn't lying.

I liked it. I really liked it.

Lucille was holding it together.

She accepted all of mine.

Don't mind me.

Since she says she doesn't mind.

Ooh!

I hope you have good insurance.

Oh, Nicolas!

Good insurance.

I found with her the same joys as with Sabine at the beginning of our affair.

That's good, good work.

Lucille was sexually frustrated.

She did, until she met me, love only once a day.

Once a day. With me it was once an hour.

Good.

Chapter 5.

The City of Witches.

It was the end of the world.

Some survivors.

Witches.

I mean, new-looking warlocks.

Computer.

Robots programmed.

For fun.

Pleasure was the last refusal of survivors.

They used to.

They abused.

They claimed they were the image of an end race.

But who was going to succeed this end of race?

Mutants?

Reborn?

In the sky,.

Now completely apparent,.

Shining the star of the anzac.

I can't write anymore.

For how long?

How much time?

Are you all right?

It can't be.

You took everything?

I can't write anymore.

You're making me move.

That's it, you're done.

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

Well, are you ********?

What? !

Oh, oh.

Oh, oh.

Oh, oh.

She was ****** while I was at my best.

We all have the same, little natures.

Lucille, Lucille, where are you?

Lucille?

Go back to your impotent bitch.

I was at my lowest.

No more secretary,.

No more mistress,.

The slightest desire to work.

The god of great kisses had to be.

Looking into my case.

He bent over.

Me too.

Byron, a junior director,.

wanted to make a movie based on one of my books,.

"The planet in delirium".

It wasn't very interesting, but...

On the other hand,.

His associate was extremely.

What's up?

What's up?

Do you agree with how I fit your book?

Yes, yes, it's perfect.

Absolutely perfect.

I knew it.

Well, I'll leave you to it.

I have an appointment with the producer.

The guy will show you his models.

This is the capital of the planet Omega.

You see that?

There.

That's where the rocket's heading towards.

This decor is the Isle of Leopard Woman.

You see, I respected yours.

I mean, if you want.

What are you guys doing?

Let's go!

Oh, you!

Oh, oh.

Oh, really?

Yes, really.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

Oh, that's wonderful.

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

Olga never came back.

I was getting his models by mail.

I was starting to get some ideas about the mailman,.

I mean, how frustrated I was.

And then an idea.

The thought came to me.

The hero of my first novel, the perfect servant, was making himself a robot.

Why can't I?

It's obvious to me that it would be for a little different use.

All I had to do was get to work.

It was long, very long, difficult, very difficult.

After months of loneliness, experience, disappointment,.

I was finally getting to my goal.

Was science fiction going to become science at all?

The end of my problems.

An object woman.

My wife's object.

How can I express the joy that overwhelmed me?

I decided to call him Kim, an old cinephile memory.

God created the woman. I created Kim. We were even.

Since I didn't know Eve, I couldn't compare it to Kim.

Eve had eaten the apple, but I had other ambitions with Kim.

Suddenly, a doubt had I programmed it.

No doubt, she was well programmed.

No doubt, it was better than a blow-up doll.

I decided to show him his erogenous zones.

And gifted in addition to a sense that didn't have numbers yet.

For cause.

Thanks to Kim, I finally got my job back.

I was preparing Byron's film, however, with a few small interludes.

Kim was always available.

As for me, I was always ready to take advantage of my toy.

I wonder if Dr. Frankenstein had similar relations with his creature.

Ah!

I had to go further now.

To test the reaction of a foreign person.

Baron, my director, was going to give me the chance.

He wanted to talk to me about the script that was supposed to surprise me.

Who was going to be the most surprised of the two.

The rocket's moving away, while the planet's far away.

What's up?

Yes, then?

Well, the fact that your ending has changed a little.

I hope you don't mind.

No, no, no, no. Not at all.

Hello ?

But, uh...

Yes, but...

You're charming, but, uh...

Listen, uh...

Good.

Yes, I'm willing to negotiate.

No, no, no, not.

Good.

We were looking to receive. - Yes, isn't it?

I've cracked a real pearl.

There was no way that Byron knew he was making love to a robot.

She was more of a woman than any woman I'd ever known.

Yes, yes,. Yeah.

Complimentary.

Thanks to Kim's dexterity, Byron asked me to write his next film.

Film he wanted to make Kim the lead interpreter.

I had obviously stayed in the wave.

Kim actress.

No matter what an actress who doesn't talk, it's the dream of every lazy dialogue.

Anyway, everything was fine.

All right.

Too good.

Charming, but not talkative.

That, in fact, she doesn't speak.

No, she only speaks Norwegian.

She's Norwegian.

I see.

I'm here to pick up some things.

It'll make room for your Norwegian.

Although... About clothes.

Don't bother for me. I know the way.

Don't worry. It was all over between us.

Well, now you're kind, you let me finish.

What the hell are you doing?

Finally.

What are you guys doing?

Yes, yes. Yes, yes. Yes, yes.

Mmm, that's good!

Oh! Oh!

Oh! Oh!

Oh! Oh!

Leave us alone!

You don't belong here!

But.

Get out of here!

Leave me alone, this is the first time that's happened to me in this house!

Go play with your thing in the yard!

You're really boring us!

For the first time, she disobeyed me.

Perhaps a revision was necessary,.

Like cars after 6,000 miles.

It's the mud.

Oh, yes.

Pygmalion must have had the same problems as me.

But mine weren't finished.

They were even gonna rush.

It's the mail.

I came to deliver the mail.

What do you want?

No, it's just the mail.

No, but no, it's just the mail.

But stop it, stop it.

But stop.

Stop.

Stop.

I had the opportunity, but I couldn't bring myself to do it.

I can't anymore.

Ah!

I had come close to perfection.

I was going to achieve perfection, the real one.

This time I was fully happy, fully reassured.

And then the grain of sand.

Ah, my dear old. What did they do to us?

What have they done to me?

I had no will.

I accepted all their whims.

An object man.

I had become an object man.

A robot.