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Hey! Looking for the junkyard?

We're full. I suggest you park here and I'll go fetch the parts.

Park here and I'll get you the parts.

70?

- Cheap for a headlight. - And the labor's free.

Deal?

Great! Be right back.

Make an effort!

I'm the only one looking!

- Gimme a kiss. - Stop it!

Hurry up. I'll watch the little lady.

Hey, Sweetheart!

Find the part?

The headlight you asked for.

Right, miss? Not what you were looking for?

What are we celebrating?

You cut prices and steal customers.

So, yeah, it has to stop.

Mooching is all you're good for.

What do we do now?

Hit the road!

Hand my kid over.

Put her the fuck down!

Here, doggy!

Get your stuff and go. Gimme the headlight.

Leave while you can.

Damn. Bunch of freaks!

Get lost! Never show your face here again.

TWELVE THOUSAND

That looks delicious.

Just some pickled lemon.

It'll be about another hour.

No, no!

You OK? Napping?

Press harder.

Maroussia?

I adore you.

Be right back.

Tell Anouk you're playing dice.

C'mon, hurry up.

You two are really...

That's how it goes. That's just us.

Anouk, don't catch a cold please.

Wait, wait...

You like that?

Yes.

Don't take my panties off.

Don't move.

Wait, wait...

I'm staying inside.

Can you feel me?

I love it when you come and go.

Again.

- Wait! - Do me.

Again.

Again what?

Put it in your mouth.

- No, you put it in. - OK.

Come.

Come now.

Goodnight, Anouk.

Lights out.

Night, beautiful.

Fury! Here girl!

Shit!

I just changed everyone's sheets.

We'll never get rid of them.

They caught me at the junkyard.

It feels like it's all I ever do.

- Maroussia? - Yeah?

They caught me at the junkyard. It's over.

And Lisa was with you!

What did they do to you?

Nothing much.

What?

Their bark was worse than their bite.

What's that supposed to mean?

- What happened? - Nothing, in the end.

Cut it out. Tell me what happened.

Nothing, I said.

Frank.

I can't go back there, that's all.

I'll find something else.

They touched the kid.

Not in a million years. You think they touched the kid?

Could they have followed you?

You think they're going to come beat the crap out of us?

- No, threaten us. - No, Maroussia.

They're just employees who went back to work.

They caught me after all this time! Can you imagine?

It's totally normal.

What are you doing?

I want Lisa to tell me her version.

Shit!

Don't you dare wake her!

Shut up!

- Don't wake her up. - Get off me!

Get a grip!

What was that?

I told you, no barking in the house.

It's been over here for a long time.

You'll have to find work elsewhere.

And I'll find myself alone.

No more making love together.

Better drop it for now. It's too new.

No more making love together!

You're panicking.

Get over here.

Come on.

I have to take her out. She hasn't peed since you got home.

We're not very nice.

Motherfucker.

Would you put them to bed?

Sleepyhead.

All clear in his diaper?

Yes, all clear in his diaper. All clear.

C'mon, little guy.

Time for beddy-bye.

Give him his pacifier.

I'll give it to him later.

I miss you.

I don't want you to go. I want nothing to happen to you.

You miss me because I don't work anymore.

I'll go see a caseworker and kiss a little ass.

Don't you dare.

Worst case, I take in a fourth child and we live off me.

Well?

I won't be just an extra income.

I want to earn what I used to. A real salary.

How much?

15,000.

That's gross.

I think if we want to keep things right between us,

I have to earn at least as much as you.

Otherwise we won't do it as well.

And that would be lame.

Yeah, except I don't earn 15,000.

Doesn't matter.

The babies don't bring in 15,000. They just don't.

If you really want us to be equal, you can't earn a penny more or less.

12,000, then.

No.

Come on, 12,000. I'll come back and rock your world.

- I hate you. - Oh really?

You're horrible.

Whatever.

You don't hate me. Impossible.

Are you sulking?

Fuck.

Yeah, yeah...

Is something going on again?

- What do you think's going on? - Something.

Off we go!

Where?

Hi, my loves.

I found work.

It's backup. Yeah.

Industrial cleaning at an oil refinery.

Cool, go on.

A 2-month assignment. 700 km from here.

Minimum wage with a government bonus.

But I'll hustle a little extra on the side.

Only thing is, I leave in 3 days.

I said I'd do anything and bingo. I didn't expect it to happen so fast.

Look, if it's too soon, I'll postpone.

Cancelling just like that? I doubt the agency will call you back.

Go.

Lisa and I will open a garage with all the cash I've saved!

Nobody will be able to kick us out. We'll give customers the best prices.

So they come back.

Sure, that's how it works.

Get over here. Give me a hug.

So you're leaving?

Yes, I'm leaving for work.

How do we know you'll make the 12,000 in two months?

Who says you'll be back?

I'd be worried if I was her.

You're hideous when you decide to be.

See how she is? We won't last 3 days together.

You know how much I care about her.

- Sex isn't everything. - Speak for yourself.

Your dog goes with you, got it?

Dragging a dog to a factory? It isn't humane.

Because caring for my daughter, her over there, the foster kids,

and your incontinent dog is?

The kid would love to walk the dog. See? It's settled.

Leave her alone. It's not up to you.

Exactly.

For now, we need your thoughts on the... you-know-what.

No, I don't know.

No hot air, no doublespeak.

What can I say?

That you won't cheat.

Incredible!

Butt out, will you?

This is between he and I.

I met you. You're leasing me back my home. Not her.

Maroussia looks out for herself, and me myself.

That's all we can really say.

No.

Give your word, Frank.

You want me to raise my hand and swear?

For me that's the doublespeak.

Swear.

I swear.

But it's nonsense.

Find better than me, you little bastard.

You have no chance.

What does it really matter if I cheat on you?

Because I'll kill you, asshole.

No, really.

What would it change between us?

When you touch someone other than the person you love, you shouldn't.

If you mixed your spit, say, with another girl's bush.

They're experiences that could spoil our pleasure later on.

It could backfire on us. Like a bad chemical reaction.

You know, when you've got a palette and you mix the colors,

it turns into shit.

What do you think?

I think it hurts, I want you so bad.

But it's too late to send them outside, so I'll contain myself.

I'm not a dog, not a dong.

I'm picking up the kids. I'll be back.

Need help on the stairs?

No, that's OK.

- Are you sure? - Yeah.

Later, my love.

J.C.?

- Raph? - Yup.

- Yanis? - Yeah.

Am I with you?

I'm on my own today?

I think you forgot me. Frank Hernandez.

You were cancelled. Turns out we don't need you.

And it's a huge tank!

With all your bragging, they took it to heart.

I can't do it alone.

700 km for nothing?

- You got axed, OK? - We'll find a solution.

- There's no solution. - I'll work half-price. Trial wages.

Hey!

- You're cutting prices. - Put yourself in my shoes!

You've got your orders. Clear out of here. Go work.

Enough. Get to work.

With smiles on your faces.

- You called me. - Stop.

Check with your agency. We're not hiring anyone else, OK?

Return your coveralls. Good day.

He kept his uniform!

Return your suit, asshole.

- How goes it, guys? - Pretty good.

- Egyptian Marlboros anyone? - Nope.

- How much? - 35 a carton.

Two for 60.

- I'll take one for 30. - It's 35.

I've got 30. Here.

Keep your money.

I'm serious, it's 35.

- Here. Got change? - Yeah.

Here's 40.

- Here's 5. - Thanks.

- Thanks. - Bye.

You don't waste time!

Want a carton? Egyptian.

- How much? - 30 for you.

Save me one for later.

- I gotta get back. - That works.

What do you do in the tank exactly?

OK...

This...

is my tank. OK?

Me, I'm inside it.

It's pitch black everywhere. I don't see a damn thing.

All I can hear is my own breath.

Along with the brush.

To infinity. See?

Because of the echo.

Like in a cathedral.

I scrub and I scrub.

And on the sides too. Like this.

And when most of the dirt has come off,

you move onto the next one.

Smoothness is key, because it'll never be like new.

What you can do to save energy

is put the broom between your legs. Like this.

You move back a little, squat down.

And that's a stick up your ass, bro.

- I'm splitting. - Me too.

Hold up. Mind taking my picture?

With the guys in the background.

How come you stink like that?

Got a problem?

Where do you live?

Right now?

- Well, right now I... - You're hard up.

Want to stay with me a week? For two cartons?

- Stop teasing me. - I'm not. 6 o'clock, here.

See you then.

- Are you serious? - 6 o'clock.

Hello?

Who is that guy?

- That's me in the photo. - No way!

Yes!

Oh. How are you?

Great.

What are you doing?

Working. Yes, my love.

I work in a big tank. Big as a cathedral.

I scrub-a-dub-dub and think of you.

Let's go.

Dude. That girl over there, I've never seen anything like it.

She knows men... I swear, it's all she does.

- The blond? - Yeah.

You're in love.

No, look at her attitude. She's not for me.

Or for anyone.

May I?

You get drunk faster through a straw.

It's all I can think about.

What?

I'd rather do it than talk about it.

You realize he's not available.

Why's that?

You've got few hang-ups, right?

No.

I think the guy loves his woman. Even more than himself.

Stop playing. You've struck gold.

That's the sense I get.

Maybe he doesn't like sex.

I doubt that.

Your free-love mentality

is just a way of forgetting you work for the man.

I buy back my pride.

Pride or vaseline?

I don't have work.

You will.

No, I never will.

So instead of letting it eat me, I decided to enjoy it.

Because I remember one day I'll die.

I've missed you.

That's the best part.

Cette cabine ne marche plus depuis longtemps. This booth hasn't worked in ages.

Tu pouvais pas le dire plus tôt ? Why didn't you say something?

Depuis combien de temps vous êtes en mer ? Tell me, how long have you been at sea?

Ah, tu es marin, toi aussi ? So you're a sailor too?

Je l'ai été. Used to be.

Armée de terre, marine, puis marine marchande. I was in the army, then the merchant marines.

Comment tu es passé de la marine à la marine marchande ? How did you get from the army to the merchant marines?

On va dire, la discipline. Let's say... discipline.

J'étais jeune. I was young.

D'où venez-vous ? Where are you arriving from?

Des Philippines, The Philippines,

puis Sud de l'Inde par la route jusqu'à Goa, then Southern India, by way of Goa.

où on a embarqué sur un cargo céréalier From there we were basic crew

comme marins de base, jusqu'à Dubaï. on a cargo vessel to Dubai.

À Dubaï, on a été embauchés sur ce tanker-là. At Dubai, we took this tanker.

On a longé le Yémen. We sailed past Yemen.

Le Canal de Suez, la Mer Rouge. The Suez Canal, the Red Sea...

Port Saïd, Livourne, puis Marseille, Gibraltar, jusqu'ici. Port Said, Livorno, then Marseille, Gibraltar, and here.

Huit mois et trois semaines, bientôt neuf. It's been eight months, almost nine.

Grosse escale ? A big layover?

Juste cinq heures. Only five hours.

Bon, vous avez des cigarettes ? Right, do you have cigarettes?

Pour toi, oui. For you, yes.

- Marlboro égyptiennes. - Parfait. - Egyptian Marlboros. - Perfect.

Combien tu en veux ? How many do you want?

Votre maximum. Your maximum.

Quarante cartouches. Forty cartons.

Junkyard 2000, hello?

Hello?

- Hello? - Yes.

Yes, hello.

I was just speaking with the secretary, the little, near-sighted one.

We got disconnected. Put her back on please.

- Mireille from accounting? - Excuse me?

- Mireille from accounting? - Right, Mireille.

Hold on, I'll put her on.

OK.

Hello?

Hello? Yes.

Sweetheart, remember? With the dog and the little girl.

What is this? What do you want?

Well...

Kicking me out was a huge mistake on your guys' part.

I wanted to tell you. Even if I know it's over between us.

Is this some kind of prank?

Not at all, Mireille.

Stay alert, this'll get technical.

This is nonsense. I have a mind to hang up.

I figure that, over 18 months, I grossed about minimum wage.

And that was limiting myself to small repairs, to avoid detection.

Hold on, it's not just 1,200 euros!

Realize that when you charged a customer 1,200

we could've billed them something like 3,500.

- Triple! - Right. Thanks for the reminder.

It's more than a new employee would cost you.

I see your angle, but forget it. You're out of your mind.

Since when does a company create a new position

for a parasite like you? You're too much.

Are you done? Can I continue?

If you hired me, I'd cost you 2,500 with tax.

But full-time on big repairs, which makes all the difference.

I would've made you 10,000 a month. Extremely profitable.

And instead, what?

You kick me out and lose more than 80,000 euros a year.

80,000, do you realize?

Not to mention the muscle you pay to stop guys like me.

What do they do? Stop kids with scrap metal.

Hello?

You're a riot. Really.

Stop imagining things. Your rates are impossible for a real operation.

False! People go to you first. You're the cheapest.

I've been mulling it over for a month and a half.

How did I last so long at your yard undetected?

Hello?

Yeah.

You should be dying to know, right?

Because you're a smart ass, I bet.

Maybe, but not only that.

Your company's missing a position. That's the truth.

A position you'd get for a song.

Where?

Where? Out front of course, Mireille!

Exactly where I was, physically.

At the gate. I'd even go meet them in the road.

You saw it yourself.

Mireille, head accountant, baiting me at lunch hour.

What a Jack-of-all-trades!

You think I enjoyed it?

You think I liked getting whored out to catch you?

Mireille...

I'm getting hard hearing you talk like that.

Mireille, you still there?

Yes.

For me greeting customers is...

It's not just sitting behind a desk.

I liked coming and going, making people feel special, see?

I hear all that.

Maybe you're right. It's food for thought, anyhow.

But those are more than minimum-wage conditions.

Do you realize that?

Yes, I know.

In the meantime, I'm everywhere and nowhere.

Yeah.

Times are still hard.

We have a lot of expenses. We're drowning in taxes.

I know big companies like the ones here pay less taxes than you.

They don't give the state a penny and yet rake in billions. I know that.

Anyway, no regrets. I mean about us.

You're finished.

Don't make me repeat myself, Mireille.

I'm not a candidate for the job, because it doesn't exist yet. Right?

And yet, I spent years doing it. I didn't dream it up.

Mireille?

Yes.

- Hello? - Yes.

I have to go.

Farewell?

Farewell.

Frank!

- What? - Do your show!

No!

Go on!

Not today, guys. I'm beat.

Come on!

A short one, then.

Again! Again!

- I'm late, guys. - Do your number.

But you know it by heart.

OK!

The seat trick!

Ready?

Here, here.

Thanks, guys.

Thanks.

Honey, I'm back.

Frank?

I've been searching for a long time

for someone like you.

Someone your age.

With your experience.

Please. Come sit down.

I can't approach my mother, by law. A restraining order.

Because once we had a really big argument.

- Could you get me a carton? - Get it yourself.

I have money for her.

For my mother.

I'd like you to bring it to her.

And for her to accept it.

Stop there, it won't be easy. You'll have to negotiate.

It'll piss her off.

It's the tuition money she shelled out every month for 2 years.

So it's her money, but she won't want it.

But that money was a gift.

No, I dropped out. It went to waste.

Then why give it back?

Are you deaf? I don't want it, I want to pay it back.

She sent me to a private college. A real nice, service sector one.

It cost 4,000 euros.

Yeah, steep. But at the last minute, I went blue-collar like Dad.

He didn't pay a penny of course,

but he retired to get me a job,

then split to Algeria.

It destroyed my mother.

She had other dreams for me, but she doesn't get it.

Landing an industrial job these days is...

We've been enemies ever since.

You want to prove you were right?

I knew you'd get it.

You're buying your pride.

- Why not send her a check? - A check you can rip up.

But seeing cash in front of you makes you think.

Yeah.

If it works, I want 5% of the total.

No, 3%.

4%. 160 euros.

Settle your smokes now: 90.

OK.

Hand me a pen?

Here.

250.

I'm warning you, Frank. Don't fuck around.

Or the whole region will hear about it.

I'll make your mom eat that money.

Hey.

Hey.

No, none of that. Blondie's well. Very well.

Fuck.

I live in fear that a dimwit like you will bring news of a plant disaster.

No.

The day it does happen,

it's not those uniforms that will save you, believe me.

I washed my husband's for years.

Stop! I refuse to get stuck with my son's.

Anyway, all your training is bullshit.

Come in. You're letting a draft in.

So?

What a germ that kid is.

He's a moron...

and cowardly to boot.

Actually, I get why he sent you in his place.

I don't want this dough. It's dirty, coming from where it does.

Better he do like the guys outside?

He'd be in a lot less danger.

Let's see...

October rent...

November...

December...

OK... January rent.

Gas.

Insurance.

And health... ealth... ealth...

Gas... Gas...

And something for the electricity.

Hash budget.

New clothes.

Waxing.

And a color.

A good color is expensive.

Why are you looking at me like that?

You turn me on.

I bet it's all this money laid out.

It blows your little temp mind.

No, I think you're doing it to me.

It's me?

Just wait.

You ain't seen nothing yet.

Fuck, how I've changed!

I was beautiful.

You look totally different. I wouldn't have recognized you.

And after we've fucked?

Could you see your way to staying the night?

I rise before dawn. My shift starts before 6 o'clock.

You could've given me a little screw just before I opened my eyes.

Normally I'd kill to get boned by you,

I would've loved to, believe me.

But this money business makes things

impossible.

Let's not miss an opportunity like this.

For both of us, it would be a rotten shame.

Nobody pays their mother back.

It's not done.

I don't want this money.

So you're going to leave with it, and not give it back. Let me finish!

You won't give it back because the minute you leave, the minute,

you'll decide not to give it back.

It's very hard to give back such a large sum.

And that would make me a whore.

No.

I'd be taking the money. I'd be the whore.

It's the same thing.

My son buys me a fuck? What next?

The money has no role in my desire, none at all.

Money always plays a role.

Money spoils everything as usual. Yeah, let's burn it.

That, coming from you?

A guy who gambles his life away in hazardous areas.

Go ahead. Burn it.

All-in?

You're bluffing, I saw it in your eyes.

I saw it.

You plead your client's case,

you charge by the hour.

You're profiting from my solitude.

You're a nuisance.

Get out.

Stuff it in, like that!

Feel free!

There.

Thanks to this, I'll lose my job.

You don't seem to understand.

Should I feel responsible?

Well, I don't.

I said what I had to say.

I couldn't care less about the rest.

To each his hell.

You're rich!

Foxtrot, Charlie, Whiskey, Pee-pee...

Foxtrot...

Proceed to Zone V2.

I'll take the D8 diagonal to see what's happening.

It was already open. I only took what I found.

Damn guard, get a real job!

Un poco French?

Mucho guards... leaving the port... chiquita and you, el guard.

They pass as couple.

You the hombre, and me the senorita.

Leave the port, together.

Together! Understand?

Murder, no! Fuck...

Just leave the port!

Tons of guards pass us off as their women!

Look here, you and my woman

are like night and day.

It's you! You bastard, you're horrible.

Risking arrest for that junk, that's horrible!

Hold on, look at this.

You'll see.

What's that?

Gum.

Not just any gum.

It's a hit with kids. It colors your mouth.

They come in packs, but I sell them individually.

Right.

200 ten-packs makes 2,000 pieces.

At 80 cents, your profit is 1,600 euros. Not bad.

But only over a 3-month sales period.

That's long enough for me to rot here a thousand times.

In the role of nasty guard,

you're totally convincing.

I'll bring new blood. I have tons of friends in dire straits.

You'll be our fall guy if anything goes wrong.

You'll make a bundle, so will I. And you'll get home sooner.

Do you miss her?

Do you think about her often?

What do you feel for her?

Really, when you say we're like night and day?

I locate the containers, buy info and invest in equipment.

Crowbars...

screwdrivers...

bolt cutters...

rope, tape.

Oh, and flashlights.

We'll split it 50-50.

I want a nightly fee. 40 euros a head.

- That's a lot. - It ensures you'll bust your butts.

It will weed out the bad workers.

You risk losing out some nights.

I'll take the risk, yeah.

The suitcase.

Your turn, champ... Make me howl at twilight.

Don't start up again. We found a good deal.

- You said I'd be blown away. - I know.

But this thing we're doing is bigger than us,

it's huge, it's easily worth all the sex.

We'll finally reap the fruits of the labor they've robbed us of

by moving factories across the globe.

You and I will live off it, because it's rightfully ours.

I forgot to wear panties.

After the fries, I thought we could dance on the platform.

Then I reserved a real room where I'll fuck your brains out.

Not that... No, stop!

- Yes. - I won't last, Maroussia.

I promise I won't.

Stop!

I told you to stop.

You came so fast.

No.

Yes.

- You were faithful this whole time? - I said I reserved a room.

I'm not going to the hotel.

I didn't come to see you between two pylons.

I'm taking you home.

Oh really?

- No. - Yes.

Here's 2,000.

With the 1,500 I wired, that makes 3,500.

8,500 more and I'm home.

Don't make that face.

I'll wait over there.

You're not coming home because you don't want to.

I'm not coming home because I'm still short.

I have barely half of the 12,000.

You're mixing emotions and money.

- For you, life revolves around money. - It does!

When I get home I'll marry you. And you'll let me recognize Lisa.

That's what I wanted to tell you.

Come, let's go to the room.

No.

No, I can't help the way I feel.

And no more phonecalls. It's a nightmare every time.

No, let's dance. Then take me to the station.

Stop it.

Don't get off where you're exploited, it's dirty.

You think you're saving yourself, but it's their game you're playing.

You're scoring against your team.

This is all Junkyard 2000's fault.

They were cowards not to hire you, and now look who snatched you up.

Our life's a mess because of them.

I curse them.

It's not just the junkyard, Maroussia.

Right, so don't be fooled.

Don't let the system choose who you hold or make love to.

Think about that.

This?

You're annoying.

You're so annoying.

- Come with me! - No.

No, you come with me.

Why won't you?

- Coming? - No, you come.

Come on.

A last one.

Here.

Arriving in C3. Proceeding to section B4.

See the tanker arriving? Big haul. Moving to 9G.

Big arrival.

He's gonna put it deep into the port. Oh yeah, deep!

Hey! I've been renting a room.

Where'd he come from?

You should see the place.

The owner says a male presence reassures her.

Her boyfriend's never there. I doubt he even exists.

Their bathroom must've cost a fortune.

They installed heating, but through the floor, see.

So when you step out of the shower your feet get all toasty.

For three days, nothing...

Then one night she shows up out of nowhere.

I never lock the door.

She's in a t-shirt without panties.

No way!

I kid you not. Her pussy hanging out.

She comes right over and sits on my mouth.

I lick her for a long time. She tastes...

exquisite.

She comes,

and once she's finished coming,

she wipes herself on my cock and leaves.

I can still hear her running upstairs to her room.

She only thinks of herself.

Gotta get back. I'm exposed.

Hey, my bed!

Come on.

3...

6...

8...

11.

440.

This pleasure you give me...

I'm going.

My earrings!

- What? - I don't have them anymore.

- Sure you had them? - Positive.

We have to retrace our steps.

What do they look like?

Long filaments. They twinkle.

We'll find them.

It's weird that both of them would fall off.

That's a pain.

Was it you?

When you did that petting thing with your hands?

No.

Give them back, bastard.

- Relax. - Now!

- But they're fake. - They matter to me.

OK, fine.

They matter to me.

Think about it. Why would I want them?

They're worthless. I just wanted you to stay with me.

You're so immature.

Still, you're pretty for a thief.

Tell your woman what we earned! That'll set you straight.

Mind your business.

- Call her. - No.

Yes, call her.

We haven't spoken in five weeks.

So what, call her. That'll show you.

OK.

It's ringing.

I think she's asleep. She won't answer.

Hello?

Maroussia?

- Frank? - Yeah.

- What's wrong? - Nothing. Just calling.

I thought something happened.

You scared me.

Everything's fine.

I promise you.

It's the middle of the night.

We said no more phonecalls.

It's nothing, it's just... I scored 440 euros in one night.

It's exceptional, so I'm calling you.

So you're getting closer to me.

Yeah.

I still love you.

I love you too.

No, really.

Me too. So, so much.

Well, sleep tight.

You too, sleep tight.

Kisses.

Don't be angry.

Here's our chance to stroll around the port.

Gosh, you're clueless.

You're in a bad mood tonight. Get lost. Go home.

Fuck it.

Hello?

Sweetheart?

Mireille!

- I woke you up. - Not at all.

I'd like to make you an offer, but I want to do it in person.

That's nice, but I'm not home.

Then come home! What are you waiting for?

Just when the money starts to roll in?

You can't imagine, Mireille.

In 27 days, I did the math, I average 418 euros a day.

I'm flush. I can't stop now. I can't ever leave this place.

If I ever do go home, Maroussia will be older than you.

Shit, that sucks.

Anyway.

Frank! You're hurting me.

That's kind of the point. I don't want any funny business.

I see! You want to order us around, but I don't think you get it.

Get off me!

What do I do now? Tell them to get out here. C'mon!

The girls went out tonight, deal with it.

Will I see you again soon?

You're way past the 12,000.

You're not the only one who can count.

You could've gone home ages ago.

That wasn't my plan.

It was your love for her I found beautiful.

It's making you mean, Frank.

You want to stop?

I only ever work anymore.

I used to give friends tons of crap that made them happy and cost nothing.

Now I have piles and piles of it. I have no room left.

And I don't give a damn about the money.

- Are you crying? - Not at all.

But it's not for me anymore.

You still want to sleep with me.

See, that's a pain too.

Well, I'll let you go.

When will I see you again?

What's wrong?

What's wrong, Lisa?

Stop.

OK.

Lisa?

Right. Take advantage of naptime.

Don't wake them. They're fast asleep.

Hi, Maroussia.

Hi, Frank.

- What's this? - Huh?

This.

That's my money.

Our money.

But it's everywhere.

What's the meaning of this?

My love,

it's not 12,000 I brought you.

It's 23,000 bucks.

23,000 bucks?

But we agreed on twelve.

Well, it's twenty-three.

But twelve is twelve.

It's not thirty-eight or fifty-five. It's twelve.

Aren't you pushing it a little bit?

What are you doing?

Hold on.

- What are you doing? - Sit down.

Frank, Frank, Frank!

- There's more in the collar. - More?

Yeah! Jackpot!

100-euro bills.

Did you empty it, or what?

This much money smells like sex.

It smells like human sweat.

What is this money?

It's the money I earned.

For us.

But what is it?

I worked for it.

No, I don't believe that.

How much longer did you stay for those 11,000?

Instead of joining me.

I said 12,000. Not 23,000.

OK, the 12,000 I'll take.

But the rest...

- The rest, what? - I don't want it.

Fuck, you're joking.

When I came to see you, you gave me 2,000 in cash.

Plus the 1,500 in the account.

I haven't touched it by the way.

The way I figure, that makes 3,500.

You said it yourself: 8,500 more and you'd come home.

Remember?

Hold on, Maroussia.

That dress you wanted, that beautiful red dress

in the window...

The bottle warmer for the kids.

Check. Cable subscription...

Camp for Lisa. A honeymoon.

We'll pay for all of it in cash.

I don't give a fuck.

Why do you say that?

It doesn't matter.

Now leave and if you ever return, this money is gone.

What do I do with it?

That's not my problem.

I waited two months to get a better view of the quarter.

And it's very interesting.

Revenue hasn't gone up. It's even down by 6 to 7%,

which isn't negligible.

It proves mathematically that you had no impact on revenue.

And therefore, your presence, clandestine though it was,

caused no loss for the yard.

From there, I relayed all that to the shareholders.

Let's just say, I went in punching, and my arms are sore.

They know you're good, and it pisses them off.

What I'm offering... Their offer is the following:

We draw up a long-term contract

combined with a 6-month trial period.

During which the State subsidizes your taxes,

and you promise to pay your salary.

Oh yeah?

You'd start full-time at 1,800 euros,

to be renegotiated in 6 months.

- So I have to fork out 10,800? - Yes.

It was the best I could do.

No...

Here is 1,000...

2,000... 3...

4...

10,000.

800.

10,800 even.

They're for you.

Thank you.

Subtitles: David H. Pickering, a.s.i.f.