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I'll keep it short, today's exercise is creative lockdown in a room.
You'll work in pairs, a little industrial espionage.
I bet you'll love that.
How do we pair?
Alphabetically, are there a ruffle study of excitement?
Just pair with whoever's next to you.
I'll leave one of these for each pair.
You have an hour.
Understood.
I'm a fan of your work actually.
I'm a fan of your room.
Tell me about your project.
Listen, why don't we skip this little...
...exercise and just focus on our own stuff?
Fun.
I also want to win this contest,...
...probably.
Sure.
I need something good to happen to me, okay?
That's it.
I'll see you sometimes,...
...I just fact things up, really.
Excuse my French.
Well, the show must go on.
I'm not ready for the show yet.
That's just the thing, the show continues...
...and it'll consume you unless...
Life is short.
It's difficult to relate with new people, especially women.
Well, at least you have wonderful things around you.
Good food, the garden, sprue.
Yeah.
I hear your chamber reason, I'm putting them in.
Well, this chat has been nice.
I need some air.
I... um... I'm alive!
Candy, why don't you come with me?
I'm okay, thank you.
Close your eyes and relax.
Listen to some wet, the seagulls.
We're a bit far from the ocean.
Great idea.
From now on, this will be a nudist residency.
You guys go ahead, I'm okay.
What were you saying about the seagulls?
If you close your eyes, you can hear them in the distance.
It'll be good for you to truly connect with nature.
It'd be good if I got some peace of mind.
I like the former Candy better.
She was wild...
...and daring.
And a failure of an artist.
I love dating, my stuff I my love.
Do I dare go to day?
Can I sit on you?
Oh, yes.
It's good to exceed.
He's getting hot in here, fuck.
Are you kidding me?
Who are you?
Fuck us!
Yes.
Oh, this is what I need.
Fuck.
Oh, my God!
You're wonderful.
I can't believe it.
Same.
Slowly, slowly, slowly, come down.
Wait.
I love the way you kiss me, oh my God.
Trust me on so much.
It's coming, dear.
I love you, Frenchman, I'm sorry.
Can you nice for it?
Oh, please!
Yes, yes, I fucking love you.
Fuc, the bed shut you up.
Luck you fuck me.
Oh, oh my god!
What are you going to pour in style.
I'm just so excited like that.
I love coming on top though.
Can I have you a little bit like this?
I'm sweating a little.
You're a bad boy.
I will finish
Yes feel good, yes.
Oh my God.
Oh my God.
This so big fucking love.
I am alive!
Candy you knew disappeared.
She disappeared because one mistake after another and she lost the Abramovich grant...
...and she was too fucked up to go and stand in front of a jury.
And then people started laughing at her and she became a caricature of herself...
...and had to leave New York, had to go back home to a shitty family and a boring job...
...at a Dunkin' Donuts because, you know, I don't come from money like Fabian.
Stop blaming yourself.
That was so long ago.
I can't make the same mistakes.
Why didn't you say anything to me?
You know, because honestly, I was fucking scared of your sarcasm.
This wasn't about you. Not everything is about you.
Do you still have anything to say about life?
What are your questions?
What do you care about?
Are you happy here, Petra?
Please talk to me.
Art saved my life.
Here comes another one of Father Jim Sermons.
Please go ahead, we'll miss your sermons as this is over.
It's the truth.
I was quite lost as a teenager,...
...so my parents sent me to a...
...terrible, very strict boarding school.
The only good thing was that it was surrounded by a huge forest.
And I eventually learned how to escape from my bedroom.
That was my soul relief. I would spend my days...
lying on the grass naked and climbing up the trees.
And this is how it became the million dollar bird nest.
Not quite.
I think the most expensive nest was five figures.
But I don't care about any of that.
Actually, my penalty handles all of my counting.
Where is that woman, by the way?
Probably I was seducing some ego maniac artists. It is her type.
It helped me even see it from my father.
It really pieces him off.
Our family should buy out, not make it.
Art allows me to become many women.
I guess I could understand that.
I become one of them, Jan. I play.
What's up, Candy anymore?
Are you sad? Because it's our last night before the presentation?
And before one of us becomes it was hair.
Oh, hair is...
Well...
Before one of us becomes a millionaire and stop talking to the rest of us.
But you throw up a farewell party.
It could be noticed.
Art is...
Standing naked in front of us.
That's what Auntie Petra always said.
Auntie Petra?
There is an open open to watch over us.
I'm sorry. I just don't see it.
Why are you leaving?
I need rest. I need to prepare for tomorrow's presentation.
Life is short.
We might never come across each other again.
So be so tragic, pal.
No.
Come on, Candy more.
Come back from the dead.
We are alive!
There she goes.
Are you okay?
I'm just preparing for my speech.
I'm still afraid of speaking in public?
Hey.
You just tear up your actions.
Do you know how?
It always used to help.
Hello, artists.
I'm so sorry that I couldn't make it to your presentation.
But as you can see, I'm already far, far away in San Francisco.
Spending Lady Fasteners money.
Wait, look.
I'm at the beach now.
Spending Lady Fasteners money.
But actually, no, okay, look.
I'm in Alaska.
Give me one more.
I have an outer space.
Lady Fasteners money got me all the way to outer space.
And I'm painting.
Finally, I'm painting.
That old bitch spent so much time just keeping me busy,...
...slaving over artists like yourself who just treated me like a doormat.
Fuck it, though.
And you can have the art collection.
You can have the house.
But I promise you, those things are just a pain in the ass.
Complete money drains.
My advice to you is protect your freedom.
Ta-da!
Okay, wait.
I'm back at the beach.
Oh, my God.
Please bring me the wine!
I think you should live.
I think you should go a taxi.
We're in the middle of nowhere.
With what budget?
We'll leave tomorrow.
Okay.
At least we have met each other.
I still want to do my presentation.
Why care about juries and prizes?
I've always hated it so much.
For once, I want to do my presentation for pure pleasure.
My truth is a lot.
Oh! Drink! Too Petra!
Too Petra!
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