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2 APRIL 2020 DAY 16

I think I prefer room 27.

It's more intimate.

Room 27 is occupied.

You don't want to get comfortable?

I especially want you to tell me about yourself.

What do you want know?

Tell me about yourself, your work, what you do.

I was a junior analyst in an investment fund

that buys companies and then resells them,

about five years later.

I analysed all the potential target companies.

I went through them with a fine toothed comb.

You're not going to wash up?

There are several wolves and only one sheep.

You have to pull hard on the rope until it tightens but doesn't snap.

You talk like a hunter or a cowgirl.

You're right, it's like in a Western.

Its almost all guys!

And it's a very hierarchical environment.

And still no women at the top of the pyramid...

You must get harassed, I imagine.

Of course, like in all walks of life.

Like in yours.

When do we f*ck today?

Frankly Annabelle,

I'm tired.

You were more enterprising last time...

How should I take it?

Take it well.

I like to take the time to listen to you.

And right now, I have a lot of time.

You're smoking in the room?

Felix told me we could!

That one, always playing the rebel...

We won't complain!

And it makes him money!

You are not falling in love, are you?

I never fall in love.

You said you wouldn't work!

I'm not working. It's only a couple of worried customers.

Are you kidding me? That's work.

No, it's not work.

I'll remind you that my job is not to reassure worried customers!

What about me, then?

We came here for a change of scenery, remember?

You're right.

I'm sorry, my darling.

And, get dressed!

Why? It feels good, and look,

I'm not bothering anyone, no one can see.

We're going out.

Out where?

Let's have a cocktail.

Call room service.

No, we'll have dinner in the room. But first, we'll have a cocktail.

Come on, my love!

OK.

I'll get dressed...

Come in.

There you go, Mr. Verger.

Right now, all transactions go through Felix.

That's not a transaction, it's a tip.

Thank you, Alix!

Too bad, too bad!

Is she sleeping with Felix?

No, she's his niece, I think...

Of course, Felix and his big family.

When he first told me about you,

he said you were a cousin on his mother's side.

By marriage.

In any case, niece or not, that little one...

You're really embarrassing me.

In a way, I'm faithful to you.

Every time I come to Paris, I see you.

You have plenty of other good reasons to come here.

Don't talk nonsense!

What crazy times!

Oh no, please. We're not talking about that.

Felix says this is a place of privilege,

where you can forget everything.

He also said the idea was yours.

No, not mine.

I gave him my consent but the idea was his.

By giving him the green light, of course, I thought of you.

My kind benefactor!

Here.

Coffees are on the house.

I appreciate that, Felix.

I'll show you out.

Do you need any help?

No, thank you. It's my work.

What's your favourite flower?

- Bissap. - What?

The hibiscus.

I love its scarlet petals.

We pick them,

we dry them in the sun, we infuse them.

And in Senegal, where I am from,

we love to drink it in the morning, it's like milk.

Do you miss your country?

I'm not here to talk. I'm here to work.

What a night out!

Do you like him?

I like to look at him, sure.

He's gorgeous. It's true.

Looking is not the same as desiring, you know.

We've talked about that already, right?

There was nobody and suddenly came a young Apollo.

We were right to go out.

You always have the last word, huh?

I'm always exhausted.

It's all the joints that make you tired.

When I think of how awful it was,

working like an idiot at an organic grocery,

as well as studying.

- I've never made so much money. - Same for me.

You worked at an organic store?

No... the money.

Do you get a lot of clients?

One or two a day, except on Thursdays.

I get a little more.

I can never say no.

I say no when I don't feel like it.

Felix looks at the schedule

and he's always telling me that I do too much.

There is a lot of demand.

He says we've got to really make them feel the need,

so we can raise prices.

Full night shifts pay well.

No way, with the cuddling that comes after, I don't like it.

Then there are some guys, they're on viagra,

ecstasy, or whatever... they go at it all night.

No thanks for the night shift!

My night heteros are much calmer.

I'm starving.

I made you a tuna and avocado salad. Help yourself, it's in the fridge.

- Hey, sweetie. - You OK?

- Are you doing OK? - Yes.

I'm going to eat with Ines in her room.

OK. I'm making you a salmon dish. Is that alright?

Great.

- Is it ready? - In two seconds.

How are you?

Nicolas has already booked for Saturday.

I don't know what you do to him...

- I talk to him, believe it or not. - I'd like to talk to him too.

I wish he would cast me in a movie.

You, stay away. He f*cks all the young actresses.

Well, I get it. He's not bad.

And #MeToo, is for to the dogs?

I didn't know you wanted to be an actress.

OK, it's ready!

All the actresses of the 60s had affairs

with their directors and producers, by coincidence.

Look at Deneuve with Vadim,

and him afterwards with Jane Fonda,

and Louis Malle with Jeanne Moreau,

- and then Bardot and... - You're well informed!

I should have been my age now in the 60s.

- Look at those careers! - It was a different time then.

Affairs lasted much longer.

They wrote roles for them!

You can't say it was harassment.

Nothing to do with #MeToo.

I don't think Nicolas will sleep with you.

He'd be too afraid you'd accuse him of abuse,

if he didn't give you a part, afterwards.

- That's why he pays for a whore. - Alix!

You're right,

for now it protects him from any misunderstanding.

Anyway, I'd prefer you call me an "escort" instead of "whore".

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you.

No harm done!

Are you OK?

Yes. I'm just fed up with him.

Is he your boyfriend?

I'm not sure yet.

He works for an investment fund. It's all he talks about.

He bores me. Like I care!

There are a lot of finance men who come here.

You're an escort, right?

How did you guess?

I don't know, I was watching you from afar,

your smile, your gestures with that old beau.

It shows that much.

I've always wondered what it was like to be an escort...

Oh, sorry, I've drank a little. I drink when I'm bored.

I have to go back, he'll wonder what's going on,

and a customer kept waiting is never a good thing.

Take this.

Call me if you want to talk about my work.

Ines, is that your real name?

Yes.

So, you're able to keep up with your classes?

No.

Let's talk about something else.

Verger, the old beau you adore, he came back today.

I don't like him.

You know, without him, Felix couldn't have done a thing.

Why?

He's majority shareholder of the hotel.

Really?

What about the boss?

He left for Saint-Barth as soon as the lockdown was announced.

Does he know?

I don't know. I don't think so.

So we're here completely clandestinely.

- Alright, sir. It's here. - Thank you.

I don't kiss.

Ah, yes, social distancing?

Very funny.

Don't worry, I didn't come for that.

Kisses! What nonsense!

Before anything, you must go through here!

I see that trust is in the air!

I walked down the hill from Montmartre...

All the streets are so empty, it's spooky...

All this emptiness, it drains me.

You were briefed, right?

This trick's not about love. I'm after sex!

Yes, of course.

And the weather's nice in Grenoble?

Are you managing with your classes online?

What do you think?

Don't be aggressive,

everything's hard enough at the moment!

Mom, I'm not aggressive.

It's just that you always have these questions! It's...

So, is the weather nice in Grenoble?

Yes, for what it's worth, locked up all day.

I think of your father.

Of course.

It would've been too much for him.

Mom! It's been five years since he died.

Right, you know what? I'll call you tomorrow, OK?

Kisses. I love you.

14 APRIL 2020 DAY 29

Time to get up!

It's 7 o'clock, Minister!

What?

Could you bring me a coffee, please!

It is over there!

Wow, I really slept.

You did indeed.

You took me in your arms,

and I suddenly felt... How can I say it?

Reassured.

So, I fell asleep. Are you mad at me?

No.

I heard a bit of reproach in your "indeed"...

Of course, I stopped you from doing your job,

but, these days, snuggling can be considered a job.

Besides,

when my wife snuggles with me, she thinks she is doing a job.

- And you? - What, me?

Do you really snuggle with her?

Me...

Me, I have impulses,

impulses of tenderness. I start and then she stops me,

before we've had the time to touch, to feel.

For a long time?

It's been a while, you know.

In all relationships, time creates distance.

Despite everything, despite ourselves.

As parents, the child seems more distant than when it was a baby.

The teenager increases that distance from that of the child, etc.

I had my fill when I was little.

Everyone wanted to kiss me on the cheeks.

I was like a doll.

I did like my mother's kiss.

But my father, my two uncles, their beards scratched me.

They would pick me up, then one kiss,

then another, then they would put me back down.

I must have had thousands of kisses before I had turned 8 years old.

And then, I became too heavy for the elevator kiss.

- Are you alright? - Yes, yes.

I was thinking about your wife.

I understand her distance, if she knows that you meet escorts.

My wife has refused me for years, but I respect her.

I even think I love her because of that.

Otherwise, I would feel like I was violating her.

I'd never know if it's authentic what you're telling me?

I have never been so sincere about my private life with anyone.

And in public?

I've never lied so much as in my three years as minister.

And, right now, too?

Even more than ever! Such a mess at the top of the state.

Why are you laughing?

The phrase "at the top of the state" makes me laugh.

It reminds me of a mountain...

It's not a mountain.

It's a hill, a small hill, a tiny mound...

The state is no longer what it used to be.

Well, it's seriously messing with our lives right now!

I have to call my secretary, I had an appointment at 9 o'clock.

You're not working remotely?

Remote working, lockdown, non-essential...

We're not very strong on vocabulary with this pandemic...

But at least, the words are in French!

Yeah, "non-essential" is the worst.

Would you say that I'm non-essential?

I like your sense of humour.

It's not really humour.

"I think that, as I have taken the trouble to tell you,

such an avowal ought to satisfy you."

"Ought to satisfy you."

"I think that, as I have taken the trouble to tell you..."

"I think that, as I have taken the trouble to tell you,

such an avowal ought to satisfy you."

Good.

Are you good? Not too bored?

No.

We'll find some games for you to play, OK?

My dad has a real basketball.

- Yeah? - Once, we played,

and there were other people,

and he threw the basketball on my head!

I don't know how to thank you, Felix...

Don't worry, everything is fine.

You know, he'll probably call me.

Did you tell him that you were here?

No.

It'll be OK.

Don't worry.

- Hello. - Hello.

- How are you? - And you?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Are you still being cautious?

I am young, the virus doesn't attack young people.

It's not sure yet.

They say there's only old people in intensive care.

And the ones who die, they're all old.

Were there any people at Plisson's?

Nobody. How crazy!

Before, there were lots of clients, I was the only black person,

now it's empty and I'm the only client.

That's class!

They're not racist at Plisson's, are they?

No but it's not like a supermarket where

there are just blacks everywhere, even at the checkouts.

Trust reigns supreme.

My buddy Yaya, he thinks the store gets more benefits

for hiring minorities.

In France, we don't like quotas.

It's even forbidden.

Well, that's hypocritical.

- What's hypocritical? - Quotas.

I feel like a quota everywhere I go.

A little less right now, obviously.

Almost all the white people stay locked up.

Well, it's all there.

Thanks. See you Thursday.

I won't kiss you but it's in my heart.

Same here.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye, Lassana.

Does it ever worry you?

The fear of meeting someone you know... I mean, a client.

There is no risk, it's not our circle.

What scares me is that some creepy client squeals on us...

I thought the jacuzzi was off limits to clients.

Felix gave me permission.

Are you looking for a boy?

He comes here with his wife from time to time.

Yes, we break the routine, like we're going on a trip.

We live just 15 minutes away from here.

If you're looking for a boy, I'm here.

Leo. Ask Felix.

Often, people think I'm gay...

Never trust appearances.

Yeah, that's it.

Who could imagine that you're a prostitute, for example...

"Escort."

Normally, we associate escorts with being seen in public,

and right now we only see you girls

in rooms.

It feels so good.

I can't take it anymore.

You have no choice.

Yeah.

Are you back on night duty?

Yeah.

In the ICU.

Before, I was in gastro,

but they've completely shut down the service.

I've never seen anything like it.

A flood of patients coming in non-stop.

People whose lungs can no longer draw oxygen from the air.

Their bodies stop working.

They suffocate.

The day before yesterday, we had three deaths.

Their family couldn't even say goodbye to them.

They went straight into a coffin.

I feel like we are losing our humanity.

You do everything you can to save some of it.

Try to relax a bit.

Here, come on, turn around.

My head of department caught it.

We all look at each other, behind our masks,

wondering who will be next.

It seems that the virus attacks less people with blood type O.

I'm type O, actually.

I don't know my blood type.

I'm sorry. When Fellix suggested

that I come here, he said: "Leave the hospital at the door!"

But, I can't.

Easy to say.

I went there on my days off last week.

And even when I'm not there, I'm there all the time in my head.

All the time. All the time...

Do you know when I first wanted to leave you?

No. I didn't even know you wanted to leave me.

That's good, we learn something every day.

When I realised that you needed to call your mother every day.

Talking to her on the phone for ages,

asking for her opinion about all our decisions.

It was to please her.

- Still! - What is it?

I've been the centre of her life since I was born.

And I've always called her, every day!

And now, to please you, I call her only once a week.

It won't kill her!

Do you want my mother to die?

Stop, you're changing the subject.

- So, what's the subject, then? - I can't take it anymore.

I wonder if you wouldn't be happier with a man.

Here we go again. It's been a long time.

I've always had doubts, and I'm not the only one.

Ah yes, your great girlfriends.

All frustrated, all single, we need their advice, it's important!

Can't you see they're all jealous of us, of our love story.

No, seriously, that's all bullsh*t!

A good reason for them being jealous...

Who took tons of exams? Who? The problem could only be me, right?

How could I have guessed?

I should have left you, for good, right after that.

You let me feel guilty about not being able to have children.

The problem was your fault!

You said you didn't want a kid any more!

All because of your slow sperm!

How could I have known that a man has slow sperm?

If you had known, you wouldn't have loved me?

Get out of the room.

I'll think about it.

What the hell are you doing here?

I don't want to talk.

You don't want to talk to me?

No. I'm too shy.

What's this kid doing here?

I forgot to tell you.

Listen, she's a friend of my sister's.

She's with a violent guy.

Since the lockdown started he hasn't stopped freaking out.

So, I told her she could come here and stay...

Listen Felix, stop.

You've got to stop this. There's too many people.

- There's already your brothel. - There are only three of them.

Ines, Annabelle and Leo, that's all.

It can still be considered pimping!

And the couples...

They come for a change of air. It brings us cash...

What cash? Cash for you and your tiny community.

We're not exactly legal, Felix.

What? You want a percentage?

I gave you the green light because I really liked your idea.

That this hotel should become a place of freedom,

while all of us were under house arrest.

Yes, and that you could f*ck whenever you wanted to.

You know my weakness for Ines.

Ah, before I forget.

Thank you. Ah yes, by the way,

there's someone else who has been staying here for two weeks.

- Who? - A nurse.

This saves her the hassle of commuting

between her home in the suburbs and the hospital.

Basta Felix, we're going to get caught.

It's crazy, even my wife thinks I'm a fag.

Ah no, not a fag! That's discrimination.

Homophobia is what they call it.

My uncle, he took me to see a football game once.

Thank you! I never heard "fag" shouted so many times in my life!

And Leo? Where can one find him?

Room 18.

Anything wrong?

I want a guy.

- The kid, there. - Leo?

OK, wait, let me see...

He's busy.

Are you free?

That's not my job.

I'm sorry, Felix.

Damn, I'm completely lost.

We thought we were safe from everything and now...

It'll be OK.

OK, are you done with the shower, do you want to f*ck in there?

No, no. I was just thinking...

She's just a bit sad. It's over.

Could you at least try to fake it a bit, please?

Do you like me best when I'm faking it, is that it?

Yes...

"You are, in truth, a very eccentric man."

And so, did you go to this seminar?

Of course, he was highly reputed as a hypnotist.

That fascinated me. I got completely into it.

And even after that, I continued to follow him.

For one month, to all his seminaries in the States.

He introduced me as his assistant. He hypnotised me in public.

And I didn't realise it, but I was falling under his spell.

At the same time, he said he loved me,

that I was the woman of his life.

And me, like an idiot, I believed it.

How did it end?

One day, he told me that thanks to me,

he was a better husband.

I felt ashamed for him.

I told him that he'd just broken his toy.

The asshole.

Well, what about a toast to this asshole?

Why don't you become an escort?

You'd be a hit, I'm sure.

I've already laid down too much, for free,

without anyone asking my opinion.

I was orphaned when I was six years old.

Don't ask me why, I don't remember.

I should have lived with my uncle.

But since he was single, the judge said no.

So I was tossed from foster family to foster family.

I was an FCD, a foster care kid.

You know, it works well for some.

For me, it wasn't great. But I still got through it.

20 APRIL 2020 DAY 34

I ran so hard...

I ran like when I was in Kidal.

The jihadists, they were planting bombs.

Boom! And me, I ran, I ran all the time.

I ran to escape them. Even when there were no bombs!

My mother said:

"If you run, Lassana,

the bomb will always be behind you, not by you.

It's not fear that gives you the strength to run,

it's life.

The strength of life..."

So I became strong.

What did they hit you with?

Billy club.

I saw them approaching and walked faster.

They caught up with me, asked me for my papers.

So, I started running.

One of the two cops caught me. He hit me right on the head!

And then I ran, like in Kidal.

He was never able to catch up with me...

Are you sure they didn't follow you?

No, impossible.

I don't think there's any head trauma...

What's that?

You have to go to the hospital just to be sure.

To the hospital?

During these times? No, no, no...

You go and rest and you'll see how you feel, later.

OK, you settle in. Make yourself at home.

Like at home?

You're very funny, Felix.

Well, see you later.

You would make a great couple with Felix.

We already tried being a couple, for two years.

A long time ago...

Really! He is so mysterious.

You too are mysterious.

What are you studying?

Right now, nothing.

I was doing a master's degree in ecological urban planning.

What's that?

Basically, it's putting nature back in the cities,

at least, thinking about it.

It seems some foxes have returned to live in Père Lachaise Cemetery.

Everyone is going back to nature.

Either we go back to the countryside,

or we bring it back to the city.

What interests me are constructions with positive biodiversity,

and co-housing.

Community life, right?

No, not really. Shared resources mostly.

You're right,

we have to change our habits.

What's your model?

It was...

A guy, a job, a kid, or two.

I don't have a job. I don't have a guy anymore.

But I have a kid.

That's the main thing for me, now.

Were you married?

Fortunately not.

I was married.

If I did one stupid thing in my life, that was it!

Why was it stupid?

I was in love, that was my first mistake.

He wasn't really. Obviously I didn't understand that right away.

We got married. I wanted his child.

After a year, he cheated on me.

He told me it didn't change anything between us.

But I was pregnant, and I lost the kid.

I was sad.

I wanted to leave him. He was awful during the divorce,

unimaginable.

So, if I look at your model...

I don't have a guy, and I don't think I'll ever have one any more.

I don't have kids.

But I do have a job and that's just fine for me.

For me, if I sum it up... I have no children,

no husband,

and I don't really have a job.

And this is the cause that troubles your spirits?

You do not blush to behold this writing!

- And, why should I blush? - What?

You add boldness to craft!

Will you disown this note because it bears no name?

To disavow a note from my hand?

And can you look at it without becoming confused.

At the crime of which its style accuses you!

You are, in truth, a very eccentric man.

Thank you, that really helps.

No problem!

We don't talk like that anymore, but it's funny.

We should do a TikTok, I'm sure we'd be a hit.

- You're on. - Go ahead.

OK.

Well...

Are you ready?

- That? - Yeah, that's it, that line.

But, you're getting jealous of the whole world.

It's because the whole world is so kindly received by you.

It smells weird. What is it?

It's bergamot incense.

You stay locked up in your room all the time...

Precisely, bergamot helps to regain motivation.

You know what?

I'm fed up. I told Felix I was off for a few days.

What are you sick of?

This.

Getting paid to have sex?

No, not that. It's more than that.

Many things are losing their meaning right now. It's unbelievable.

And it's only been a month!

Do you ever get off with a client?

Never.

It happens to me.

Not often, but it happens.

It's because you really chose to do this.

I was broke!

Yes, but you also needed to prove something to yourself physically,

in terms of seduction.

I felt it when you called me back.

You chose to do it... You could have done something else.

And earn much less.

It seems you got racially profiled.

Let's not talk about it.

You want a glass of milk, sweety?

Yes, please.

Jules, where are you?

I found you!

Here.

Thank you.

When I think that I wanted to be a rock singer...

You had a band with Simon and Victor.

My *ss! We did a few lousy gigs.

It was good. I don't agree.

You're nice.

What a boat!

What?

This hotel.

Sometimes I feel like it's a boat.

Adrift,

and I don't know if we'll get to port.

Why wouldn't we make it?

I don't know.

I would love to know each of our fates.

Thanks to you, they're already different.

Look at me...

You know, he drank more and more.

And under any pretext, he'd hit me more often than before.

Locked up all this time.

I said to myself: "It will pass, he'll calm down."

It passed and then, the next moment...

Could you help me wash?

I don't want to get wet.

It's very erotic for me, when a woman washes me.

As far back as I can remember, at 3 or 4 years old,

my little c*ck would get hard when my mamma washed me.

You had a hard-on at 3?

Of course, like all the boys.

Sure.

Girls can't feel that, it's too bad.

We feel other things, don't worry.

I feel like I've seen you somewhere before.

I can't remember where.

Oh no, I've never seen you.

I know myself. If I think for a bit,

I'll end up remembering where I've seen you before.

I have the memory of an elephant. That's what you say in French.

In Italian, we say a memory of iron.

Thanks for the company,

but I just came for dinner tonight.

At your service.

Business is incredible right now.

In a way, it's obscene.

I keep making money.

And I'm doomed to spend it alone.

Nations no longer control anything.

Multinationals make us hate each other.

In the States, everyone shoots everyone.

Civil war is not far away.

We'll see who's left.

Also, I wanted to tell you...

I might be gone for a while.

I've found some land in New Zealand.

Near the sea.

Well, mine reads 36.8.

I'll let you take yours.

It doesn't mean anything, I can be asymptomatic, as they say!

You too, if we look at it that way.

That's true. Let's say I control the risk taking.

What's this madness?

We use condoms, we can put on masks, right?

Oh sh*t!

38.7!

Just kidding. I am 36.5.

Here.

I thought you couldn't find any of these.

It's my husband, he has some in reserve.

He's allergic to everything, bugs, pollen, dust...

He has to put one on when I vacuum.

Of course.

When we're doing it, I'd like you to tell me

what a beautiful body I have for a man of my age.

Even a very beautiful body.

OK, I'll do my best.

I'm sure.

You're not asking me how old I am?

How old are you?

56 years old.

Oh, my! But what a beautiful body you have for your age.

You think so?

Oh, yeah.

Annabelle, is it?

It's not your first name, that's for sure.

You look very horny. I like you.

Funny, there's a certain type of guy who likes to convince himself

that all the women they pay for are crazy about sex.

Please spare me your feelings.

I'm paying you to make these sh*tty times better.

We can no longer pick up anybody, anywhere.

So, you take off your panties

and you let me look at your p*ssy.

It seems to me that some men's brains are poorly irrigated

when they have an erection.

For you, a woman only has one job, that's to spread her legs, right?

It's yours.

No, your c*ck is not as big as you think.

You still have to pay girls to f*ck.

So, we're going to take it easy on the attitude.

Before anything, in there.

Interested in knowing why I'm cheating on my husband?

- Not really. - Alright.

- You know what? - No?

At first, I was a little scared,

I'm not going to lie to you. Finally, I thought it was great!

I want to do it again.

What did you take before you came?

Nothing at all. I just want you, again.

It's going to be a lot more expensive,

it p*sses me off to start over.

I didn't expect you to not want to.

What?

It's not a vocation to be a whore!

I'm going to tell Felix, it'll be double.

Not even a small discount?

Two for the price of one, like at the supermarket, is that it?

You know what?

My girlfriend is confined in Besançon!

We haven't seen each other, since.

I want to offer you something, for when you see your girl again.

Do you love her?

I think... yes... I would say yes.

So listen to me, it can help you.

You know your Kamasutra.

But you only remember some positions,

like almost all guys, for that matter.

You're prisoners!

You've always got to be inside, never outside.

You're slaves to penetration.

You know, there are hands,

skin, kisses, subtle caresses, massages,

plenty of other sensations...

Yeah...

I assure you,

even in sex, you have to be ambitious.

Your girlfriend surely deserves better,

and so do you.

Is there a supplement for the sex therapy consultation?

7 MAY 2020 DAY 51

Thank you.

Do you think that they could confine everyone, again?

I wouldn't mind that.

We'll see.

At least now we know that anything is possible.

Yeah.

They say you sleep with young actresses.

Is that right?

Yes, Celimene.

You are not afraid?

If they want it and if I want it,

there is no reason to be afraid.

I have never seen so many dead.

You're lucky.

I've never seen any.

For me, death is totally abstract.

I have a friend, he shows himself on OnlyFans.

He has time right now, he's unemployed.

He makes at least 400 euros more each month.

He must have a nice c*ck!

I don't even know what OnlyFans is...

What did you say?

My beautiful trip coming to France.

Can you tell me a story?

You know, in reality, I'm not a big talker.

Really?

When I'm not an escort, you know!

Funny!

9 MAY 2020 DAY 53

The boss comes back this afternoon, you're the last to go.

- What day is it? - The 9th of May.

- No, what day? - Saturday, the 9th of May.

Here, I prepared you a certificate to circulate.

You never know. Lockdown officially ends on Monday!

You know, Nicolas, he's thinking of me for a role in his next film.

So much the better.

And I haven't even slept with him.

You should. When he's into it, he's a good f*ck.

I wanted to tell you something before I leave.

Don't worry, we'll see each other again.

First, thanks for... everything.

Are you going to continue, or are you going to stop?

No, I don't know yet.

I'm stopping everything.

I'm taking care of Emanuela and Jules.

We'll get out of here as soon as we can.

You are a true idealist, Felix.

When I first became an escort, in September,

it's not only the experience that attracted me,

the money to pay for my studies,

it was also because of you that I came...

Because of me!

I was in love with you.

I was never able to tell you.

You still impress me actually, but I'm not in love anymore.

I love you, but not that way.

You helped us through these difficult times.

I see you

as a modern-day resistance fighter,

a Good Samaritan...

The good COVID Samaritan!

Don't let it touch the ground!

Don't let it touch the ground!

Come on!

Use your head!

FILM BY PASCAL ARNOLD AND JEAN-MARC BARR

EXTRACTS FROM THE PLAY "THE MISANTHROPE" BY MOLIERE