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Once upon a time,

in a poor kingdom,

there were four friends who dreamed only of love and riches.

To love.

To love.

Be gentle.

I counted twice and we don’t have enough for rent this month.

Leopold, Jean-Baptiste, Raphael and Giovanni lived happily.

Raf, you’re gay?

But one day…

I have a client for you downstairs

Sorry, I have a meeting with the goose that lays golden eggs.

She’ll have to be patient.

Madam, would you like to order?

No.

Is there a problem?

So how does this work? I bang you, then you cuff me?

A mysterious knight imprisoned one of them.

Leopold thus disappeared, leaving big secrets behind him.

Be at the Galantin in one hour. A client will be waiting at the restaurant.

Good evening. Sorry I’m late.

I made a mistake. She wasn’t the right one.

At the same time you’re sure that she’s important?

She was for my brother. He never asked for a favor, ever.

What are you doing?

I’m deleting Leo’s website.

Do you have any news from him?

What is it?

An invitation for a Halloween party.

The goose that lays golden eggs, you know her?

Not really no…

Hoping to find his trail.

Bring out your best dress.

His loyal friends were going to enter the household of the evil queen,

the goose that lays golden eggs.

(Song) Let’s stroll in the woods

while the wolf isn’t there

If the wolf were there

He would eat us.

Hello.

Good evening Marianne.

It’s been a while.

Too long.

Let’s go, you’re going to catch a cold.

The boys aren’t with you?

They’re meeting us there.

You OK?

Come on.

Good evening, welcome and happy Halloween.

Hey Marianne!

Gio!

How are you?

Good and you?

Good, you’re all alone?

Jean-Baptiste is obsessed with the goose.

Look, you need to know…

Good evening.

You were saying.

The guys, they know.

They know about what?

She is beautiful huh?

Do you know this woman’s identity?

A lost child…

or a crazy thirty-year old…

but well put together. Or maybe a guy. I’d never thought of that before.

Apparently she made a fortune from the lottery.

She seemed to matter to Leo.

Like all women with money.

Leo doesn’t like everything that shines, contrary to appearances. Believe me.

Anyways, who can love this woman?

She’s cold and coarse.

She doesn’t have any friends. Nobody knows who she really is.

The mystery of the goose that lays golden eggs.

I love you.

Leopold D’Arpajon do you want to take Marianne Brissac, here present, as your wife?

Yes, I do. I love you.

Marianne… Leopold d’Arpajon. I love you. Yes, I do.

And what’s her name?

She’s called Mrs.

Gio?

Still not divorced?

No. the divorce will be official the 13th.

If Léo shows up between now and then.

I understand.

What?

Leo’s fleeing.

I don’t know why I didn’t think of it earlier.

Motherfucker.

But Gio, don’t say that, you know how Leo is. He’ll show up again.

Mrs. Goose went to get ready.

She is asking you go meet her in ten minutes in her dressing room.

Try to be discrete.

Her dressing room?

Yes in her dressing room Leopold.

Sorry I didn’t recognize you.

Hey there, did you find the goose?

It’s awesome here!

No touch.

Asshole.

I thought you had abandoned me.

Sorry, I couldn’t find the room.

If they ever took you away from me,

I don’t know what my life would be.

You’re not Leopold.

Your eyes are empty.

Impostor! How dare you wear his face?

Get him out of here!

Wait, miss. Wait. Who are you?

Miss please, tell me who you are!

Leopold…

Where are you?

Nostalgic sequence?

Sequence… I don’t know.

I’m mad at my brother.

I feel like he ruined our lives.

That’s all him.

And now he’s gone, leaving us in his shit.

He was always like that.

I always cleaned up his room behind him.

Maybe he’s dead.

Raf!

Raphael!

You OK?

Yeah.

You sure?

Yeah just a little tired, I’m going home guys.

Yeah, yeah, I’ll bring you back.

Guys, what if we stopped warring?

We’re good the three of us, without Leo.

Even if Raf and I don’t understand why you prostitute yourself.

Prostitute…

JB, you know, I think there are a lot of things you don’t understand.

Raf?

What if we took the time to understand?

Gio, give us a little bit of time.

No, but boys, it’s my life, I don’t need your approval.

Yeah but it’s still better if we understand each other.

Yeah yeah, I’m exhausted.

And no more secrets.

OK.

Gio?

OK.

I’m the one who broke the coffee machine.

Prick. And you all thought it was me.

Raf?

Well I didn’t really delete Leo’s website.

Why not?

Hey, we don’t have to tell each other everything right now.

I’ve known for a year that Leo’s an escort.

We really were the only two morons not to know.

That’s why you asked for a divorce?

Yes.

Gio?

Anything to reveal to us?

Nothing at all.

Yes Gio, you must have something saucy to share.

No, no.

Come on.

No.

Come on Gio, tell us!

Ok, I love Leopold.

You love Leopold… like you love us?

No.

But all you do is love him?

You don’t touch him?

My brother’s not gay.

Don’t look at me like that. I didn’t know.

Jesus, Gio, is there a guy you haven’t slept with?

Leopold, Raphael…

You slept with Gio.

You’re gay.

No, he just slept less stupid.

Leo just wanted to try…

right Giovanni? That’s not his thing, right?

Now’s the time to talk Gio. Come on, Gio.

I’m sorry Jean-Baptiste.

It wasn’t my place to tell you.

Goddamn it, I’ going to chop your dick into pieces.

Stop, hey, hey! Stop!

Get out of my sight! I never want to see you again you fucking whore!

You don’t have to say it twice.

Nicely done. Your speech on peace, bravo…

just a micro dick of homophobia, that’s it.

You coming?

They tried to dupe me.

But they don’t know me.

I’ll never ever let them make a fool out of me like that again!

OK your turn, lecture me.

You’re as stupid as your brother,

it’s about time you go through your teenage angst.

Get out of here.

OK, you just realized Leopold isn’t the dream brother.

I lived this moment already.

But it isn’t the guys’ fault.

I’m just saying…

Shut the fuck up then!

You’re going to have to separate from your friends, dear Leopold.

If you get rid of your childhood friends when you’re a teen, you never find them again.

And so what?

I pull them along like a weight my whole life?

We’ll always be friends because we gave each other that title?

When really we don’t understand each other anymore, we don’t share anymore.

That’s the definition of friendship to you?

You’re an asshole Mr. D’Arpajon!

JB I’m talking to you, where are you going?

Go through my puberty elsewhere, bitch!

Then get the hell out of here!

And when we find each other again,

there will be only you and me. Nothing will separate us again!

Yes, oh yes!

And they lived unhappily

ever after.