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AMONG ADULTS

You seem all dreamy.

Huh?

- What're you thinking? - Nothing.

Not of nothing.

Huh?

I don't wanna talk.

Why?

I dunno.

I just don't.

You're not chatty.

- You sure ask questions! - Yeah.

I wanna know you.

You ask your wife?

Question her after making love?

We talk, sometimes.

I don't wanna talk of her now.

What's she like?

- Not about her... - She pretty?

Come on, drop it.

She kind?

I'm not answering.

She's great, huh?

I'm sure she's great.

Change subjects, please?

Or we can talk of your husband.

We can.

Yeah, we can.

He's tall.

Over six feet.

Got blue eyes.

Got real big hands.

Thick lips, too. A fine mouth.

- A great guy. - Yeah, a great guy.

So, why're you here?

And you?

No, not me. Come on, you answer.

- Why're you here? - Dunno.

Dunno? That's no answer.

Yeah, yeah, I... I...

I answer I dunno why I'm here.

It wasn't nice?

It was.

So?

It's like weird, actually.

Being here, in a hotel room.

It kind of... It's a funny thing.

You regretting it?

You got regrets, we stop it now.

You wanna stop it?

Not at all, I feel good with you.

And your wife?

Not important.

Well, it is, a bit.

No, not at all.

Not at all.

It's just...

Good times come, you take 'em, or not.

It's not your first time doing this...

And you're saying it's...

only "good times".

That's it, I mean...

I... feel it's simple for you.

You do like you want.

And...

And then it's over.

No, it's not over. It's just simple.

- It's not. - It is.

No, what's going on is not simple. Not for me.

You complicate things.

It's all messed up.

Well...

We meet, we share good times...

But...

And that's that. That's all.

I can't split myself in two like that.

I didn't feel I made love to half a woman!

You sure are one nice half!

It's messing with my head, so I'm thinking...

I'm thinking it's not worth it.

I mean...

It was nice, but do I wanna go on?

- But, why? - Just because...

You sure make your life complicated.

I can't avoid doing that...

You're not going to spoil things for...

You mad at me?

No, I'm not. It's just a pity.

You don't wanna meet again?

Well, no.

I'm coming right away...

I love you.

You know, I...

I had a real nice time.

Caro, you gonna be mad at me all night?

Means you don't believe me.

- You're pulling wool over my eyes. - I'm not.

I told you where I was.

I told you.

- Check if you want. - Pass the herbs.

Put some In.

How much?

Call Sebastien. He'll say where I was.

Sebastien...

We all know him.

If you don't even believe him anymore...

Just drop it...

I'll say it again:

at 6pm, Perez called about computer problems.

He has a maintenance contract.

I was alone, and couldn't let him down.

You think I'm a moron.

You call me

to say you're back in an hour,

and get here in 3 hours.

Listen, I messaged you I was coming.

But I misjudged the work.

Thought it was an interface problem,

but it was a sequential...

Cut the technical stuff. You know I can't follow.

Don't try to muddy the waters.

Stop doubting everything, dammit!

I'm only explaining.

I don't believe you.

Where do you think I was?

Want me to draw it out?

With a girl, that's it?

Ain't you a smart one.

That's what you're thinking?

Why you think that?

Intuition.

You're wrong, Caro. You're wrong in your mind.

It's all about trust, I say.

Pass the salt.

Swear you weren't with a woman.

You can't do that?

I was with a woman. Got what you wanted?

Happy now?

Mrs. Ledouin weighs 200 pounds,

has awful body odor, real bad.

She's technical supervisor for the company.

Happy now? Got what you wanted?

You're making fun of me.

I can't believe you.

Unable to believe me is another problem.

A problem of self-confidence.

Not trusting others means having problems with yourself.

Don't know if it's problems of work or no work, I dunno,

but do not lay them on me.

It's already hard enough.

I'm sorry.

That's easy.

You doubt me, and say "sorry".

Forgive me.

You're right, I lack self-confidence.

Just say it!

Say it, instead of making up stories like that.

It's because of work.

I know it is, but talk about it.

It's not working.

It'll work out.

You've a meeting tomorrow.

You have a meeting tomorrow?

I've a meeting, but you know...

One day this is wrong, the other it's that.

- This one will work. - With no job, what'll we do?

I feel it'll work, don't worry.

Have faith, it'll work.

- I always let you down. - You do not.

- I feel worthless. - No. I think you're fine.

- You really do? - Of course.

- You're not mad? - Of course not.

I'm sorry.

Okay...

You're sweet.

I love you.

Yeah, me too, I love you.

I'll go set the table.

Mrs. Besneux, please.

So...

No, not that.

So, Mrs. Besneux.

Are you okay?

The unemployment agency sent you?

You've been looking how long?

Fourteen months.

After 14 months, still nothing?

I've had offers, but nothing worked out.

It's not easy these days.

Are your spirits up?

Children, Mrs. Besneux?

I have two.

I have two. A 12-year-old boy, and an 8-year-old girl.

Are you married?

I imagine you know our shop?

I like to come, especially to buy clothes.

I think you really have quality clothes.

I like the interior design section.

Because it... well, it gives me ideas for my home.

You're applying to be a register hostess.

So, you know the shop's hours?

I was told from 8:30 to 8pm.

Late night on Thursday, until 10pm.

You said you have children.

Twelve and eight. They're in school.

Gives you a lot of work, homework and all.

Can you manage with our opening hours?

It's only a question of being organized.

I think we can manage to work this out.

Fine.

It won't be as interesting a job as you had before.

It'll be a change.

I know, but...

I have to work. I've always worked.

And I believe I can adapt.

If I were to make you another offer,

what do you think?

It depends.

Sales clerk.

Toy section, clothes section, leather goods...

Well, that's...

I'd be real interested.

With training. No fear, we don't just drop you in.

- I don't know if... - You feel able?

I have to learn, but I'm interested.

Well, there's a...

an important thing: your looks.

One has to always be well dressed.

That's true, your clerks are always well dressed.

For example, your hair...

You must get some highlights done.

Anyhow, I was going to get my hair done.

My husband told me the same thing:

"You should get some highlights."

Can you walk a bit for me?

- Right here? - Go on.

Okay, thank you.

Do you have other shoes, with heels?

I have others.

You'll need shoes with higher heels.

It's important for sales clerks.

I have higher heels.

I don't wear them much since it's not good for walking.

Can you walk some more?

Unbutton your blouse.

There. Much better. Less uptight.

Very good.

Thank you. Sit down.

May I ask you a question?

You do not have to answer.

Why not enhance your chest when you walk?

I don't know...

You've a fine chest. Ashamed of it?

I don't know...

Try it. Puff out your chest.

There you go. You see.

Right there that's better.

50% of sales are carried out in the first moments.

The person sees you, be it a man or a woman.

They must feel you're sure about what you're selling.

Will your children be proud to see your work here?

Yes, I am sure they will.

Happy to be part of our shop?

For me, it was like a dream.

Listen, I think it is feasible.

Now, the only thing I'm wondering about is...

Will...

How far will you be available?

You mean schedule-wise?

Did you understand differently?

You understood different.

What did you think?

If the question...

had been different like that,

what would you answer?

I'm looking for work, that's all. I need work.

Because...

What I'm wondering is:

why hire you and not the one who was here before you

or the one coming in 5 minutes?

Everybody's the same: kids and a mortgage.

Make me want to choose you.

You can go to the personnel office on Monday if you wish.

Goodbye.

No, take it.

Take it.

I said, no.

Please, take it.

You won't let me make you happy?

We're not here for that.

Okay, bye.

What're you doing?

- I wanna see you. - Find me here.

Not like that. Have a drink with you.

You're getting confused.

Tomorrow okay?

I don't want a drink with you.

It was okay the other day?

But that was then and now is today.

That's all, I don't want to.

Just once, please.

Cut it out. This is ridiculous. You're cheap.

I love you.

- Stop it. - I love you.

Shut up.

If I pay, will you come have a drink?

But you do with others?

Who aren't lost in dreams.

I'm a bitch.

Pay me, I blow you, don't pay, you get zip.

Stop getting these ideas. It's nonsense.

I gotta go. Gotta work.

Quit. I'll give you money. Take care of you.

In one month I make what takes you six months.

Get off the high horse.

You're pathetic.

Really.

Fuck, stop it!

Just once, please.

Once...

- Just once. - Stop it!

I gotta go. Open up?

I'll open if I see you again.

You always that crass?

Depends.

But it won't happen twice.

- You can't know. - I sure do.

You know the Sunset?

Tomorrow night at the Sunset.

Promise? Don't say just so I open up.

Don't you trust me?

It's beautiful.

You like it?

I feel great with you.

Me too.

You know,

this morning I got up earlier than usual.

You were still asleep.

I sat up and looked at you.

And?

Nothing.

You were beautiful.

You moved me, sleeping like that.

I felt lucky to wake up beside you.

I felt that...

I was the happiest woman.

No. "You're the best thing happened to me."

Then: "I was the happiest woman."

Sorry.

You're the best thing happened to me.

I was the happiest woman.

And kiss me now.

I'm really sorry.

I'll take it from the top.

Nothing.

You were beautiful.

You moved me, sleeping like that.

I felt lucky to wake up beside you.

I'm sorry, can we... start over?

You made two mistakes, and I'm lost.

I understand.

From the top?

Come in with the gift.

Okay. I'll do it all over again.

Thank you.

Here I go.

It's beautiful.

You like it?

Thanks.

Goodbye.

Sorry for my memory slips.

It was great.

"Kir".

Double letter... 22.

Your go.

No, you can do better.

Take your time.

Fine. 2 points.

Jacques, why not react when I said I went shopping?

We're playing.

I asked a question.

So? You went shopping, you went shopping.

Your play messed me up...

You know I never went shopping.

I don't know.

You said so, I believe you.

No, you don't.

- We playing? - You don't, right?

- Why wouldn't I? - Dunno...

My intuition.

I don't want to talk about it.

Why not?

I just don't want to answer.

I was being screwed by a guy.

Still don't wanna answer?

That's crazy.

Want some details?

Stop.

I won't play your game.

I sucked him first.

He removed my panties.

Spread my legs and licked me good.

Fucked me from behind.

He made me come, he did.

There.

Okay, finished?

You piece of shit.

I pity you, you poor bastard.

Why do this?

Having fun? It turns you on?

What do you think?

Think I'm having fun?

That I'm not fed up you do nothing?

- I love you, that's all. - Fuck your love.

You're like a dog with its master.

React!

Why not say something about this?

What can I say?

I know you're not shopping.

I know where you go.

That's okay.

I only want us to be together.

Nothing else matters.

I want to make love with you, not the others.

Why won't you?

Can I watch you put your make-up on?

I find it moving.

I don't mind.

Can I ask something?

Before, we were talking and then you...

I asked if you found it was good,

I wanted to know if you found it good...

Not bad good, average good,

real good, great good, wild good,

incredible good... you see?

I said I found it good.

But like if you... had to grade me.

How much?

But why grade you?

Just for yucks.

You don't grade lovemaking.

It wasn't great.

I said it was good.

You sure need reassurance.

No, I just wanna know.

You do need reassurance.

How did you find it?

Good, it was good.

I mean...

You didn't scream.

Normally, women who find it good, they scream.

They scream, or say something, or talk...

They express themselves.

You didn't scream.

I wanted to be quiet.

- So it wasn't good. - It was good.

Listen...

We met 2 hours ago, wanted to make love. It was good.

Now you're bugging me.

I get it.

Sorry you interest me.

- Good bye, then. - Bye...

Sorry, I was a bit harsh.

Fine, no problem.

You mad at me?

No, you said what you felt. That's good.

If I said I wanted to see you again,

would you find it weird?

Listen...

Actually...

Something's not right for me.

I said it was good when it wasn't good.

You're honest with me, I'll be so with you.

- Well, bye then. - Bye.

- What're you doing here? - I was nearby...

You could've called.

My battery's dead.

I've no time. I have to run.

Just 5 minutes. A coffee.

Don't be bugging me then.

'Cause I know you.

It's cute, your place.

Thanks.

- How're you doing? Work? - Fine, it's fine.

I hear you changed.

I was fed up selling property.

It's not easy.

I work selling Asian furniture.

I don't feel I'm ripping people off all day.

What's this appointment you have?

I'm meeting a girlfriend, then we're going to a party.

Tonight, later on.

I know them?

No, you don't.

I'm having a party soon.

- You can come if you wish. - No, thanks.

Thanks a lot.

- What'd you expect? - Nothing.

- Just would've made me happy. - Cut it out.

Don't start, I know where you're headed.

Meaning?

You know.

No, you're wrong.

Then you've really really changed.

- I've really really changed. - Good.

I've been thinking.

Perfect.

About us.

"Us" is all thought out. It's over.

No, I... Of course it's over.

I thought: why didn't it work?

You see?

Why'd we split up? Why'd you dump me?

I understood.

That's great.

I'm happy for you.

- It is good. - It is.

A bit late... but still good.

Actually, I think it's...

It's not too late to change.

I mean that I challenged myself In many ways.

That's great.

lt means you're making progress.

May you be happy with your next girl.

- You don't get it. - Get what?

You don't get it that...

I feel that with you and me,

there's something.

Something's there, that...

I feel this obvious thing.

You do.

- I don't. - You'd let life pass you by?

- I'm not. - Your life's with me.

My life's with me. And that's enough.

I think... I think you're totally delusional.

We were together.

We tried building something.

It didn't work out... for many reasons.

It's no biggie. It's over.

Now let's just move on.

Why'd I let you in, I knew you'd bug me.

- I am not. - What're you doing, then?

Saying we can start over.

There's nothing to start over.

Why not try?

'Cause I don't want to.

I've moved on. It's over. It's in the past.

You broke something.

I tried,

then came a time, it was beyond me.

So, it's over.

You're dating?

I won't tell you.

Okay, fine, I get it.

I'm sure it's some creep, some loser.

Who are you

to be judging my friends?

I never said I was dating.

I understand.

You're delusional, in a fantasy.

Can you even conceive, like just once,

that people can think different than you?

If it's not stupid.

This conversation's over.

You're getting on my nerves.

I said we're through.

Read my lips: we're through, for good.

Forever.

I'd have been happy to see you,

but you bug me like crazy.

Get your stuff and get out of my home.

Beat it. I have to see someone.

- I don't care. - You don't care?!

But I care.

I've no feelings for you, no desire, nothing.

You're alien to me. Okay?

Happy to hear that?

I'm seeing someone else. Happily.

I'm very much in love. Okay?

So, bye.

You must realize you're making a big mistake.

Bye.

Surprised!

Stop.

Stop looking at your watch.

I'm not.

Think I didn't see?

Can't I check the time?

You don't need the time.

You're with me, and staying.

But I've stuff to do.

You said you'd stay today.

I've stuff to do, and I'm expected.

They'll look for me.

Who's "they"?

You'll have to tell her.

It's not the time.

When will it be time?

Soon.

And when will it be "soon"?

Very soon, I promise. Right now's complex.

Don't you pout!

Gimme a smile...

You love me?

Of course,

otherwise I wouldn't be here.

You never tell me.

I did just now.

When we made love. Doesn't count.

- All men say it when making love. - I'm not "all men".

So say it.

I love you.

Say it better.

I love you.

Say it even better.

I love you.

That sucks. I don't believe you.

"That sucks"? Sorry I can't do it on order.

I gotta go.

Right, beat it. Go on.

Come on, scram.

You're in a hurry, right?

Leave.

You just don't care.

You're going home, to your lady. Easy.

I remain here, alone.

I'm bored.

Go out. For a drink. You've friends?

Alexandre, I think we'll just end this.

I'm a bit fed up of this.

Why say that?

Because I'm tired.

Tired of believing men's fibs, of being swindled.

I promise I'll tell her.

I'm serious.

You trust me?

You don't trust me?

You do not trust me?

I do not trust you.

You love me?

I gotta split.

I'll call you.

You forgot your sweater.

Too bad.

Alex, look.

47% of people split up after 7 years.

So?

This is our 7th year.

So what?

The main reason is no more sex.

We have sex.

Not enough.

Not enough... Less than before, but...

Now's not the time. I'm reading.

I think it's crazy. It does scare me.

- What scares you? - Maybe you'll fool around.

Why should I fool around?

You'll be fed up with me.

Why'd I be fed up with you?

You crazy, sweet pie?

Don't think like that.

Do you wanna fool around?

I didn't say that. But you can think about it.

You thought of fooling around?

Never.

- You thought of seeing men? - Sometimes.

Really?

Someone specific in mind?

No, it's just this thing. It's happened.

Go on, explain. I don't understand.

Go all the way now, explain this to me.

It's just... One can imagine things, now and then.

Being with someone else. Fantasizing.

That's just like cheating.

- That's harsh. - That is not harsh.

We're a couple.

So, well?

Thinking's like doing: it's cheating.

Yes, I think it is.

I don't think so.

I don't want to cheat on you.

- What are you saying, then? - It was just like...

38% of women fantasize about other men.

It's just thinking of... It's not...

- But you've never thought about it. - I have not.

Can we still do something about the lovemaking?

Because it's kind of dead.

Meaning?

We have less sex. We should change something.

We do have less sex, which is normal.

Why bring this up?

I don't get it, sweet pie.

Everybody's like us.

Everybody gets divorced.

We're stronger than everybody.

Sweet pie, we're stronger than everybody.

What would you say?

Something's not right, huh? I'm not crazy.

I don't know.

Maybe.

Is he the cause, or am I?

Normally it's both in such cases.

Yeah, but...

I dunno, I'm...

Maybe I'm not as pretty as before...

You're real cute.

Don't I look older?

You haven't changed much.

If you were a normal guy,

would you desire me?

Thanks for the "normal guy".

Would you want me?

You're really cute, you know.

Thanks.

Maybe I'm going nuts.

Asking myself too many questions.

Maybe I'm a jerk.

I speak too much. That must be panicking him.

When you talk too much...

It's not easy.

Last night's talk I told you about...

Why'd I tell him what I never should have?

About fantasies

one has and all.

I said I fantasize about other men.

Lucky I didn't say it was about you.

What? You fantasize about me?

Don't you?

Not really, no.

You see, there's something...

This is why I think I'm crazy.

Depends what it is.

Simple things.

I dream of making love with men. Mostly it's with you.

I see...

- Cool, isn't it? - At least it's funny.

I dunno, maybe I'm...

A bit crazy.

Shall I tell you?

I don't wanna know.

- Let me tell you. - I said no.

It'd do me good to tell you.

You're a pain, Sido.

Well, go on. I'm listening.

Don't make fun of me.

I won't make fun of you. I'm listening.

Okay, well, it's mostly at the movies.

We're at the movies. With people behind and in front.

Then I take your hand.

Move it between my legs, real gently.

To my pussy. So you fondle me.

It's very tender and sweet.

I get so horny I get out of the chair,

open your pants

and blow you real deep.

I see you're all horny and so then,

you take me, you sodomize me

and I love it.

You see, Alexandre,

he doesn't like that, he doesn't want to.

That's his business.

It's crazy.

I find it normal.

I read in a women's magazine,

you'll find this silly,

that refusing sodomy,

maybe it's, well, he doesn't like accept his being gay.

What do you think?

Well... talk to him about it.

I can't. Not about this. He goes nuts.

Camille, do you sodomize her?

Camille and me, these days, we're not...

But, before.

Before, we'd do it, yeah.

You see. I dunno, it's weird.

It's crazy.

With Alexandre, nothing any more.

Camille...

you two are splitting up.

We should be together, right?

We never fight, we're great pals.

We're really close. I dunno...

That's not bad. We've something...

to be together.

You dream I butt fuck you.

At the movies.

Shouldn't you be going?

You have to be going, true.

I want to stay with you a bit.

What're you thinking?

I'm not.

Well...

I'm thinking I could kiss you.

Then why don't you?

Might not be the right time.

We're both a bit sad. We're...

asking too many questions.

I don't feel it's the right time.

You might be right.

Go to class.

I'll call you.

Don't move.

I like being like this.

What're you doing?

- Some soup. - What kind?

Lots of vegetables.

I'm unsure about our decision.

Know what people say?

That we're making a big mistake.

Let people speak, okay?

People aren't as honest as we are.

I don't know.

We have to do something. Make things budge.

You don't anymore?

What about you?

You don't know.

Maybe we're making a mistake.

It's going to change things.

Going to be strange.

I can't picture myself alone.

We don't have much choice.

We have to imagine it'll be real great.

That it'll be better.

You'll meet a woman. Start a new life.

Quite exciting!

I'm gonna meet someone?

I dunno...

Why not you?

Because I'm not ready yet.

You are.

What I'm ready for...

Is meeting you.

- Again? - Again.

Why don't you desire me anymore?

You don't desire me much either.

Couldn't things be more simple?

Translation by Eric Collins

Subtitling: CNST, Montreal