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What do you listen to these days?

- The Stone Roses - The Stone Roses

The monkey.

What the monkey?

Because, the singer isn�t normal.

His head looks like a monkey�s.

He took too much coke. You can see it by his wrinkles, by his face.

It�s true. He dances a bit like a monkey

A monkey in a sweatshirt.

So tell me, what�s the story with your socks?

Yes. I like it, it�s fancy.

Sure.

Your scarf�s nice.

What are you doing?

Look how beautiful you look.

Stone Roses.

I�ve been collecting stories are told in the soviet union

by their people among themselves, w reveal they�ve got a great sense of humour

but they�ve also got a pretty cyn attitude toward their system.

And I told this and Bill you�ll have to hear it one again,

I told it in the car. I di tell this one to Gorbacev.

You know there�s a ten year d in the Soviet Union

of delivery of an automobile

and only one out of seven fami in the Soviet Union own automobiles.

There�s a ten year wait.

And you go through quite a pro when you�re ready to buy,

and then you put up the money in advance,

this happened to a fella and thi their story that they tell, this joke.

- It's crowded here. - Yep

- Good evening. - Good evening.

How are you?

Wasn�t it you messing around outside earlier?

You stink of booze. I�ll keep an eye on you.

Wait a bit.

What the hell, come!

Stop it.

Let me go.

Fucking hell go away, you�re so annoying!

I don�t sleep well these days.

I don�t know what to do.

So I started poetry again.

I read all night long.

I end up falling asleep by reciting poems I learn by heart.

It�s my own personal way of dreaming.

In Paris I feel claustrophobic,

I feel like a small boat sinking in the middle of the sea.

Victor?

Victor...

If something happens

but no one talks about it,

does it mean this thing really happened?

Well... No.

You see this girl over there?

Yup.

She likes me.

She wants me, I can see it.

Don�t start Victor.

Stop it, Victor you hurt yourself

This girl, I will spend the whole night with her...

You look funny.

You should sleep for a while.

Will you serve me a drink?

No...

I don�t like you.

Really?

That�s a shame...

so what�s your type?

My type?

My type isn�t people like you.

How do you know?

That�s not nice!

Not nice, not nice...

So why do you stay here?

Just to see!

Your style is the guy over there, the small guy at the bar.

He�s got girl eyes...

What are you looking for? Girl eyes...it doesn�t mean anything...

You�re so gay to say such things.

Really?

Yes.

You

I can�t stand your fishy look.

Go on, go away.

On top of that you�re brutal, I love it!

You make me wanna cry.

Excuse me, can I kiss you?

No way!

I made a bet with friends, so it would be helpful, can I?

Well, thanks.

Why didn�t you say anything?

What?

You really wanted to kiss him?

It�s none of your business.

I don�t believe you; you didn�t want to kiss him?!

This guy is awful.

Look at him going away without even turning his back.

He�s going to have a laugh with his friends,

what a bastard!

Really?

He really got you...

Beautifully naive.

Naivety is beautiful, it�s rare these days.

Actually I�m Victor. What�s your name?

Cecilia.

Very beautiful.

It�s heroic.

Why are you laughing?

I noticed you right away...

Really?

Yes.

I noticed you as soon as I came in.

You were like pure obviousness to my eyes.

I told to myself, this girl is soft, she needs you Victor,

otherwise all of these bastards will abuse of this beautiful naivety.

Really...

Why? Why?

Because...

Because I love your mouth

and you eyes too.

But why?

If I hadn�t come here with a friend,

if I hadn�t stopped to look at you dance,

come to the bar and talk to you face to face,

when would we have met?

But why?

It�s fate.

Really?

Your hair is soft.

Bitch!

What have you done?

Girls are too hard, it sickens me...

If I was gay, I would be a sailor

and I would never leave the boat during stopovers.

I�d rather not be gay.

I�d like to be a sailor.

A girl who says yes,

just yes; that would be a dream come true?

Yes, come on kiss me, Victor, yes Victor,

I want your dick on my mouth,

It�s a soldier,

a young soldier,

mouth open,

naked-headed,

with his nape against fresh blue watercress;

he is lying on the grass,

under pale clouds,

in his green bed where light pours.

His feet resting on gladiolus,

he sleeps.

Mother Nature,

rock him warmly:

he is cold.

Perfumes don�t make his nostrils tremble.

He sleeps in the sun,

one hand on his chest,

calmly.

He has two red holes on his right side.

Do you believe in ghosts Victor?

No, not really.

What�s up with you?

I don�t know... what's with me?

I need to get out.

I feel empty,

Nothing arouses my senses anymore.

You say that nothing arouses your senses,

but it�s unfair to say this.

Look at me, look at me Victor.

I left my country,

I don�t have any news from anyone,

my mum never calls me,

she doesn�t care,

I know nothing of the people I used to love...

I�m alone.

Well, not really since you�re here.

I forbid myself to say that nothing arouses my senses anymore.

We should rejoice for everything

Yes everything.

The world is beautiful,

and it becomes more and more beautiful as we grow up.

That�s for sure.

Come on let's go!

Blimey, I feel energetic tonight.

People are badly dressed.

Who's that asshole?

Don�t you see?

Apart from you and me, they really dress like dogs.

Go fuck yourself!

Yeah, right.

Such a bitchy face, look at that!

People don�t know how to dress, it�s terrible.

Hey!

I know you; your face brings back memories.

No, no don�t bother, you never saw me.

Who�s that guy? Do you know him?

I don�t know him.

Heh.

Anyway I love your clothes. So stylish!

Did you find them at Oxfam�s? Any sales at the moment?

Fuck if you knew for how much money I�m wearing.

It�s funn... they look super cheap on you.

And where did you get your clothes from? King Arthur�s toilets?

King Arthur�s toilets are four stars to your standards!

Yeah who�s that guy?

Well, huh, we aren�t animals.

We are civilised people. What�s your name?

I�m Theo.

Victor.

Rainer.

Antoine.

Benoit.

Well, the night is young for us.

For you... it�s a shame,

It�s already time for you and your gay friend to go to bed.

Easy tiger! I�m only playing you around.

What�s your problem Theo?

Your mum didn�t stroke you enough whilst telling you how unique you are?

You�re so cute. You still talk about your mum.

Hey, one day you might want to grow up and lead your own little way, huh!

Well no, I don�t have any problems, that�s the thing.

I earn my living well,

I just bought the car of my dreams and on top of that

I�m a fucking sex god.

A car?

Man, your dreams are great.

Is it an Audi?

Bingo.

They all have the same car, the same watch, the same face

and the same stench.

It�s hot.

You see, I just took some ketamin,

you know what it means?

It means that I am really high;

do you also like to fly?

Remind me of your name

Victor, wanker.

So Victor Wanker,

what are you on, hash?

Hash is disgusting.

It�s black and it stains your fingers.

Now you need to try

the pure, hard, clean

and proper.

It�s true that it gets expensive...

Ah shit I�m not cool,

poor things, they don�t even have enough cash to buy themselves a drink!

Oh clever boy!

Give it back to me.

What�s this? You stole it from the Arab?

When I look at you, you know what I see?

I see a young broke man who belongs to the lower class and will stay there forever

Oh sorry for that one, I thought you would catch it

Chill out, take it!

Yo, give me one!

You�re right, I like to sleep in the morning.

Getting up to sitting behind a desk for 8h a day; is that a nice dream?

And when I look at you,

your face, your haircut, your clothes,

I see everything that depresses me the most in this world.

A flunkey serving his boss and who sits his ass down on a chair for eternity.

Bravo!

You get rid of your perfume and you stink of shit

You�re like a shop�s window,

you can�t allow a mistake in your display otherwise you lose everything, you drown.

And if you don�t find the right word, the killer word:

boom, you�re dead!

You�re on the edge of the knife my friend.

Your Gold card is on probation;

your car is on probation,

your abs, your smile too.

You are on probation because your own life has a cost to your eyes,

not a penny less.

You�re a product,

you know what it means? No. Go on Rainer, tell him.

It means that tomorrow, you won�t be worth anything,

prices will have fallen down and you�ll only be a piece of shit that they�ll throw away,

like any other piece of shit that isn�t needed.

AH! What a nice feeling! Oh shit!

I always dreamed of giving shit to those who make it.

I look cool now, don�t I?

You�re perfect!

Do you now see the difference between you and me?

Wanker!

Hey asshole!

Go Victor.

Kick the shit out of him!

Close your eyes! I don�t want to hear you anymore!

Play dead. Play dead.

Play dead!

I don't know how to play dead. Wanker!

Shut up!

Come on!

Kill him!

Let him go!

You want to break my glasses? Got a problem?

Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop!

Hey you, what do you want?

You're crazy, you wanna choke me?

Fuck out!

Oh! Hey! Get the fuck out of here!

Fuck let me go! I�m not your slave!

Shut up bitches! Shut up, shut up!

You, now I know your face!

You�ll never come here anymore.

"I know your face" And you wipe your dirty hands on me!

Come on, go away you little piece of shit!

Forget it, it�s ok. Let�s go.

No wait, wait a second, it�s only a matter of seconds!

You think you�re strong as a tiger?

But you�re not a tiger, nor a god

You�re just a bouncer, you�re just a fucking bouncer, a bouncer!

You�re looking too much for shit kid. You wanna die or what?

I don�t want to die, I�m going to die!

As for everyone else, as for everyone else!

Come here. Come, it�s over.

Fuck, I can�t believe it!

He messed up my scarf,

Rainer your gift look what he did!

Fucking hell!

He messed up my jacket too, wanker!

I don�t believe in the devil but this kind of guy makes me doubt.

I got seriously scared.

Not to fight

I got scared because of the cold gaze in his eyes and his breath that stunk of death

The devil has this guy�s face, with his shitty laugh.

Just to think about it makes me uneasy.

I�m cold bloody hell

Take this.

I�m not sensitive to the cold,

I have thick blood.

Thanks for the jacket.

What are you doing here?

We are walking!

What a shit night!

Hey, wait, wait, here, you there, your jacket!

Give me your jacket.

What are you doing here?

I�m taking your jacket.

What? No!

I�m mugging you, I�m taking your jacket.

No. Let me go, let me go fuck!

Give it to me!

You wanna die or what?

12 euros, 43 cents.

I�m buying a bottle, should we drink it at my place?

Sat in your cage looking at the wall,

what a crap plan!

So I come with you where you live in the middle of nowhere,

and sleep there.

Can I have a cigarette?

It�s the last one, can I?

The sun will be up soon

When the fag is finished, shall we go?

How old are you?

You don�t want to answer isn�it?

What�s your name?

Rose, can you believe it?

But Rose is a very nice name.

Really, you believe that?

Well yeah, it�s the name of a flower.

The name of a flower?

You�re so old school!

Old school?!

Sure, you are.

Wait! You would prefer to be called Jennifer or Loana, like all these bitches on TV?

Is that being cool?!

From which world are you my sweet Rose?

You�re the old school one, next to me, you�re a fucking fossil!

You finished?

Can we go now?

Wait... I...

I have a secret to tell you, you wanna know?

I can�t leave my friend here.

Can you not tell me your secret here?

Impossible...

Wait,

wait!

Fuck!

Rainer!

Rainer!

Where am-I?

Here are my keys,

you can sleep at mine�s,

take my bed if you want.

What?

You�re leaving me?!

Not at all.

Yes, yes, you�re leaving me!

No...

Traitor!

Go away with your keys!

Wait!

Rainer, I like this girl!

and she likes me.

She saw me from the other side of the platform.

I don�t give a damn!

You will keep her for two days and then what?

How selfish!

How selfish!

Victor. I can�t breathe,

I feel I�m going to die,

I will die!

Anyway, everything is lost.

I�m the loneliest creature on the planet.

I�ll never get married.

So you see, I�ll never have a family,

I won�t have anyone,

people will forget about me!

I never thought about it, but now,

now that I think of it,

it�s for certain

Rainer...

It's too hot in this fucking town!

Here now, I�ll throw myself from the Pont Neuf

and I will attempt an exceptional swan jump.

I�m swimming in the Seine river,

I�m crossing Paris.

Right now it's the magical hour

the blue hour

the hour when the city of lights shivers in a dawn echoing in Madrid or Vienna

Swimming up currents, rivers and streams,

naked for real I swim towards the galactic paths of the Pacific Ocean.

Have you Victor already, touched this shark-blue sea

where cargos navigate towards Europe?

Tired, my forehead covered with mist, I lie on the crest of a wave

that releases its foam on the sea of coral and throws me on the Guinean coast.

Africa doesn't mean a thing to me.

Cast-away on this archipelago only inhabited by mermaids, totems and old sorcerers,

between the blowing wind and that stellar attraction,

I tell myself that true happiness can only be found in mad love.

Come on Rainer. Are you coming?

Rainer, are you coming?

It�s a shortcut, I don�t live far away.

Do you often cross through here?

Always.

It�s where I prefer to meet them.

Foxes?

Victor!

Wait for me!

Why are you looking at me?

Because...

I�m looking at you.

And now, what are you thinking about?

I�m thinking

You chose to come with me...

rather than to go with that girl...

I will end up a virgin with no friends,

and it�ll be your fault.

I don�t want you to leave Rainer.

Already, when I don�t see you for two days, I miss you.

When you left last winter,

I felt bad all week long.

So

you love me?

Yes.

Me too, I love you.

I mean really!

Space

We should switch off cities

and come back to darkness.

This

This would be progress...