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- Good morning, campers!

This is Radio Camping!

The temperature today is 30 degrees.

And tonight, remember the great contest launch of flip flops!

Record to beat: 36.15 m, campers friends!

My Beauty (Master Gims)

...

- I do not mind.

- Do not head, sir.

- When I typed Vanessa for carpooling,

it was not for the 2Be3.

- The what? - The 2Be3.

A very good band 90s Style the Beatles.

Unless they are three. Finally, they were three.

Filip died in 2009.

- Vanessa, she's my sister. It was a problem.

- That's it.

Someone wants a Babybel?

- Yeah, thank you.

- Have not bark, I make candles.

...

- What happened to you, Jacky?

That's five times we went around the roundabout.

- I remember where we're going.

- We go to Arcachon.

And it's been 50 years that we go, I'll have you.

- 50 years we've been together?

- It is time to change the spark plugs.

...

- I know the young. My daughter is 17 years old.

Kimberley.

- Kimberley ?

- As in The Young and the Restless.

What are you doing, Benji?

- Just like everyone else, business school.

But my kif, is music.

- No, with your chips. You fed the car?

- Eat at the window and wait for the break.

And you Jose, what do you do?

- I have not eaten.

- No. In life, what do you do?

- brancardier Dijon.

- Whoa!

And you, Robert?

- It vous me?

- Hou is.

I prefer. Everything goes fast today.

Like, I tu you, I not respect your difference. No no.

Not me.

- And you, what do you do ?

- Me ?

The same.

Projects.

Also.

...

Go.

Terminus, everybody goes down.

You forget something?

Picking you up?

- We joined a friend Club Mickey.

He has an apartment.

We're going home to sleep.

- Okay, great.

All this sounds perfect.

- Thank you sir.

- Service. Happy holidays, young.

- Good holidays.

...

Italian horn

...

- Calm down, Mr. Chirac.

You are confused.

When I took over the blue waters

for Campéole,

we were close to the Indian reserve.

I just restoration.

Manager of the Buffalo Grill on the ring road of Pau.

Sud.

Between Cuir Center and Halle aux Chaussures.

With this experience,

I restructured the campsite to the US.

Tents and caravans are now ...

A Beverly Hills.

In the southern part of the campsite.

- Beverly Hills ?

We especially after the campsite, beside the waters.

- I remind you that Beverly Hills is 20% cheaper.

- M. Carello.

We have a problem with wifi in the gym.

- Patrick! happened are you?

- The 37, what do you do?

- I work here, my Poto.

I'm in trouble to pay, then Mr. Carello

I was offered technical and logistical coordination

outdoor structures.

- Paulo's there?

- It happened, but solo.

- And Sophie?

- They got divorced.

- Both ?

- She saw his computer history.

And was not that the pizza delivery.

I will return.

See you at the aperitif!

- Gaby.

- Yes ?

- You could repair the connections crapper 22?

- OK, boss.

- Good holidays,

Mr. Chirac.

My name is Stéphane Carello.

But here,

they call me Stephen.

The small brochure.

You'll regale you, Patoche.

- I hope...

Stéphanoche!

- You're sure to find a job?

- I saw a psychic.

If I do good around me, I will have a nice surprise.

It's work.

- The crisis goes to job center.

- Remember to Lourdes.

- Do you believe it ?

- I paid.

- You just you're Tinkerbell.

- She told you what kind of job?

- It's not a Temporary agency.

- Oh ! These flies, it's hellish!

Look at the new ribbon.

Why are so many flies here?

- Guess. I thee foutrais, of Beverly Hills!

We parked at the bottom like rats.

- We are good here.

We are on vacation.

- Not for everybody.

- Look, there's Jacky.

We get to toast.

- How are you ?

- Hello sir.

My appetizer, Jacqueline, please.

- Laurette, Jacky!

And it's your fourth. - You tell him!

We say it!

- What happens to him?

- Look, we would not tell you,

but has lost her mind.

I feel that he loses his memory.

Especially for drinks.

- He forgets his drink?

Oh bordel !

- No, he forgets that he has already taken! He believes this is the first.

- Oh bordel.

- He has not seen it over its location.

- Here, here!

Some slices of sausage.

Everyone is served except me.

Pastis friends ...

PASTIS COMPLETED WELL!

- Long live Marrakech!

- I am happy. Kimberley will surely come.

I promised his mother not to take him to the Shogun.

The last time she was 8, she was pissed.

- That's how old now?

- Ten-Sept.

- Me, without the great, it will be hard. Two months I have not seen.

- She not call you?

- Oh no.

Oh yes, she sent me a picture of her breasts in error.

Forgot washcloth.

- Palate sink with your shells.

You look lost, Paulo.

- The crockery was Sophie.

I find myself like an idiot.

You no guards your hands?

- Well no.

- Watch out.

This is important, the gentle hands.

- You've found someone?

- I'm trying.

I was a girl, 28, nice ass,

but when she learned my age, she called me a mytho.

- You had said what? - 43.

- Oh that, Paulo!

Come down, was 50 brooms, playing to more fun.

You want the truth ?

You make 43 more long.

In the state where you are physically, frankly,

This is not cosmetic surgery it takes you,

it's magic.

The important thing is the hair.

Me they blondissent the sun.

- You got a tincture.

- It will not, right?

- Te ads what age you? - 32.

- You're lucky you're younger than last year.

- Wait, 32, is the Flots Bleus with tan.

Today I am announcing anything, but ...

Tomorrow, after a day of beach,

I'm going to blow the figure.

And the Shogun, in the dark,

Armani with my jacket, my white tennis and my perfume,

I look down to 29.

You see.

It is good, the holidays, my Paulo.

Groovy music

...

I thought about your problem with women.

It's like when you fall bike.

Must go on.

I have.

This is important, Paulo.

Really.

Should you mugs rapido.

A beautiful, ugly, a redhead, who cares.

Is that you there go back, Paulo.

- Patrick !

Patrick !

lively music (2be3

...

- What are you doing here?

- This is a galley, sir.

- Go ahead, tell him.

- We had to squat with Kevin, Club Mickey.

- Yeah.

- But he met a girl last night

and we can not stay.

- If there is a problem, I'm here. - I know them.

- Basically, it is the street.

And like carpooling went well,

you could share your tent.

- Yeah, a cocouchage, what.

- Here. - Just a couple days.

Kevin, it never lasts more with a girl.

- He's afraid of focus.

- Sorry, guys.

The holidays are the holidays.

And I'm not immune to bring a friend or two.

Even three. So level up ...

- We get it, thank you. Guys, it breaks.

Health !

- Goodbye !

- And Tinkerbell?

Not nice, no job in September.

And that's the kids.

They are entitled to a holiday.

- Joseph !

I remind you the basics.

Freed his bowl, washed his bowl,

one arranges his bowl.

Deuxio:

we do not dry towels on the buddy, otherwise ...

It never dries.

And a clean towel, without sand.

The sand is the enemy of polyethylene carpet.

OK seen?

Ah.

Thirdly, not moindros,

we do not let a PQ roll with two leaves.

One thinks of the friends.

Basically, here,

we are not

in the hotel.

- We noticed.

- Hi, Jean-Marc.

- Hi, Jacky.

And of course,

on here,

right here,

no drugs.

No stupefianto.

Chouffe?

- We do not smoke, we.

- That's it. You are young.

- What's this ? - Hands off.

I call it

My '' if ''.

My Guestbook.

For the girls to come, if they want to leave a note.

It's always a pleasure.

We agree ?

My daughter will surely come in three days, no more.

Dacodac?

* - Hear ye, campers!

* Eight candidates have an appointment with destiny.

* In five minutes before the snack,

* Va débuter in Koh Lantong!

* And his hellish events.

* We are ready, Paulo?

- Patrick, hurry!

The red ahead.

- Wish me luck.

Right away.

Perhaps.

* Tribal Music

...

- It's weird, Dad!

- Stop it, man, it is not.

- Let me, come and see!

- Oh yeah, the guy chanmé!

A big mytho!

It's the same handwriting, he changed his pen.

- You are hard, guys.

I find it cool, this guy.

Groovy music

...

- We left in tears

We left at Arcach

We arrive Dijon

We arrive in Arcachon

- Ladies.

- Good evening sir.

- Oh ! '' Sir '' in there.

Who sat in my chair?

- We do not know.

- This is my test chair.

Above 52 kg it cracks.

To test the girls.

You are going to sew.

Excuse me, ladies.

And turn down the volume,

because we hear you down. Tagaboum, tagaboum.

We are not in Saint Tropez.

It soon 22h, people sleep.

Cries of pleasure

...

Or make games.

- We're going to party elsewhere.

- Fine, all quiet ?

- On a tour.

- Well, Patrick, let's go.

Sad music

...

- You go all? Finally all?

- Yeah!

- I drop you somewhere?

- Are the people this year in Cap Ferret.

- '' My wife called Laurette. ''

'' I'm at the location 51. ''

- Pack your puzzle to work your memory.

He is handsome, Francois Hollande.

I understand that it may please the actresses.

- He still missed a penalty in the final!

- A penalty ? - Yes.

- Should we go see someone, Jacky.

- Before that, I'll type my first drink.

- Must !

- Oh, you guys! Ven aqui!

Ladies.

Good.

The cocouchage, OK, but the mouth of cofoutage,

not OK at all.

He misses three. It was full.

A box of 12 must make me the holidays.

And there's something else.

Come.

What is that ?

Shit, that's where you want, but not in the Benco.

The Benco is to wake up, not to fall asleep.

Benco night, I sleep like a log,

Benco morning I wake up like a rabbit.

Here.

romantic Music

...

- We're going to type the old music?

...

- It's not true !

Demis Roussos, the music of old?

''Forever and ever'', ''Rain and Tears'',

''From souvenirs to souvenirs''.

And Elton John, this is crap?

- Who ?

- Patrick !

Who put my chairs in the tree?

- It's not us that.

- Should find a solution.

I'm not a squirrel!

- We need to talk.

- Whore !

Showers are in the boonies. - You have come at the right time.

Yesterday, 12:15. Today, 12:30.

Tomorrow, we eat at 13h?

Bouge.

Good.

Let's put things straight before either party to Casimir.

From now on,

I say from now,

he'll have to follow the rules.

Because you are here with me.

My tent.

Dacodac?

Take a ladder Paulo.

Cree excitation

- Oh, I'm dead! Delirium!

Shogun !

This is not to Shogun?

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

I guarantee no return.

I will surely drunk.

- I can get my brother and his friends?

- Shit, it's true.

- Standing in there!

- The chest is half price.

- Was in a helmet.

- Yeah, I know.

This is when I do the speed.

- Thanks again, good evening!

- Service !

* - You're hot tonight?

* So make some noise!

Groovy music

...

* Welcome to Shogun!

She's good, she just Narbonne.

I tight, it comes from ...

- Cap Ferret !

- You are a big fat egg.

- I am on holiday !

And do me a favor, is stopped vous!

It is dit '' tu '', dacodac?

- OK !

* - I am told that the foam arrives. Are you ready ?

...

- Patrick !

* - The Shogun, are you there?

- Well my Paulo!

- We had celebrated our 20th wedding anniversary here with Sophie.

- Come on! A Malibu Banana!

- We'll watch what happens.

- Yeah.

- They stand in when your squatters?

- Tomorrow.

The holidays really begin.

* - The Shogun, are you there?

*Welcome to the Shogun !

*3, 2, 1...

* It sends the foam!

Groovy music

...

- Paulo !

Look at the girl. It's for you, that.

Oh, Paul!

Should bounce! The bike, Paulo!

Nothing like a good cougar that awaits its prey.

Look, mate it to you! It's time for the safari.

- You think ? - Dark!

Come on! - Wait, wait.

- The evening phew!

This is chanmé or not?

- The heat in there!

- The air conditioning is too lame.

But it's holiday box.

You just arrived ? - We camp beside. And you ?

- It is in Cap Ferret.

- We must go, your parents will criser.

- What's your name? - Oh !

Maw not, it is outside.

- Me is Morgane and this is my girlfriend Charlotte.

And you ?

Finally, do you?

- Benji -. José.

- Robert.

- Evening shit foam! It's over, you hear me?

- Go to the Unicorn, darling!

- Sabrina! This is not what Paulo meant!

- A cougar is an older woman.

And that's not the case, gentlemen!

- Sabrina! - Shut up !

- That's bar in! It will be our holiday.

- Bitch! - Fuck you!

- bitch!

- Asshole!

Small dick!

- Do not worry, it's the dredge.

I am perhaps indiscreet,

why not you're on vacation with your parents?

- I had to go with them, but the car was full.

2000 terminals to Lisbon, had to someone else.

It was drawn.

- Portuguese?

- Yeah.

- And you, Robert?

- My mother told me it was the hairdresser or holidays.

- And you, Benji?

- He wanted to go with his father.

- You do not like your father?

- It has not encouraged for the cast of The Voice.

- You did the casting?

- Yeah, but I missed it.

- It is how Jennifer?

- What are you doing ?

- Potato fly.

- Potato fly?

- To trap the flies.

You take a potato,

you dig a hole,

you put honey,

Fly arrives

she puts her legs in honey,

and that is Dancing with the Stars.

- Why potato?

- It's also lightning rod.

- Why not a bomb?

- It does not fries.

- I have !

- Its good !

- I have ! - Come on, Patrick!

Cheers

- Textiles: 3. Any bare 2.

- We see their cock.

I want to see that.

- Patrick !

- Break,

guys !

Okay, Jose?

- My eyes hurt. It is the sun.

- Here we go, Patrick. We were told three days.

Kevin got confused with his girlfriend. The way is clear.

- The sea, guys. And good day to Kevin!

Happy holidays, the kids.

Sad music

We go back !

Position.

Babar, send your watermelon!

Someone knocked.

- Yes ?

- Mrs. Peak, one can see you for five minutes?

He is with us for an hour.

He whistled rosé Cubi,

and he attacks our beer keg.

It will break loose.

- It's not true !

Jacky !

- Francine !

I find more peanuts. Where you have them stashed?

- You are here, dear sir.

Home!

- Jacky, you're at Mr. and Mrs. Van Kerkoff,

who want to take their beach stuff.

- Why do not you serve them a drink!

Pastis before the beach, which relieves pastis.

Hold on, throat. Another downpour.

- Come to the evening, my little wolf.

Go quickly.

I have flyers to distribute to 'Numbers and Letters''.

- The wig is obliged?

- The boss is that it's seller.

Less forbidding.

* - Gaby, Gaby!

* Sewer lift in Waikiki. Go before the beach.

- The 37, you got kids?

- Sure, yeah.

- Why they send text messages and mine, shit?

- At 17, she may not be portable.

- Or no network.

* - This evening at home Ukulele:

* Evening Numbers and Letters! The account is good, Bertrand.

- This evening, my Poto.

- What are you doing here?

- Kevin!

- What, Kevin?

- He rabiboché with his girlfriend.

She moved, Robert saw a pink razor.

- She has a mustache?

- No, she has legs.

- This is not good, that.

Three days with a girl, it's memories.

- What are we doing, Patrick?

- You are funny. I'm not Pierre et Vacances.

Well OK. Crockery morning, noon, evening.

When my daughter comes, you release.

Dacodac?

Pastis with young ...

- Pastis more fun!

- It is how Jennifer?

- It was just the cast, and I missed it.

- I stopped listening to music

the death of the singer of Oasis.

- He is not dead.

- He is not dead, Carlos, Patrick?

- Carlos !

Oasis, oasis, oh ! Oasis, oasis, ah !

But what you drink, Doudou say then?

That's it, huh?

- You, you sing what, Benji?

- A little bit of everything. French chanson, pop rock.

Folk, R'n'B ...

- Sing something.

- A capella?

- Not here.

- Non.

- Go ahead ! - Please.

- Come on, Kenji!

- Good, but not long.

- We'll do as The Voice.

Jacky, give your chair.

- It's new, this thing.

Somewhere over the rainbow

...

You see, you have not returned.

- Not easy, with camping chairs.

They have purposely chairs.

- Yes !

- Who tournottent.

- YES !

- Jump, Jose!

cheerful music

...

- Hello dad.

- Hello Darling.

- Hello sir. - Hello.

- Your father,

Jerome is not Charmillard?

Who has '' Marche ou Creve '' on the 6?

- He do not like talking about.

Here he is on vacation.

- And that's Kiki.

- But he's cute!

- Marc Lavoine this year, he rented the front line.

The feet in water.

- You are right, here.

- But it is not really on the frontline.

If Jerome had brought the tour Stars 80 ...

I wear it, I coached, I do everything.

- Oh !

Hello, Valerie.

- Liane Foly called.

You can go to the association of Bernard Laporte?

- Not tonight.

Lolo Boyer dinner at Montiel.

- Nice !

- Honey, what is it, that, in the pool?

- The guys Morgana.

- This is quail-ra tumbling with us?

- It's also your audience, Jerome.

- It's not the winners.

- They are not too Brad Pitt?

- With that, you're the king of the beach.

It is a model that appeals to women of quality.

- I take them. Here are your 10 euros.

It's true, right? - Affirmative.

Lifetime warranty.

- Thank you.

- Hello bye ! - Hello bye !

- My holiday gift. mine in Eve was stolen.

- Always Beautiful Lord?

- I not read. That is to look smart.

- Patrick, I talk to you?

I need your opinion.

- I am listening.

- When the Gatineau part is, I was on the floor.

Friends of mine have told me ...

'' You gotta move. ''

So I moved, everywhere.

I found myself in a gay club.

A Nantes.

Croque-monsieur.

Although flared, I talked to a nice guy.

I had the misfortune to give him my number.

Christian. Since then, he keeps calling me.

Ringtone Damn, it's him. Viewing.

He says I'm a guy with guys.

- We see that unknown Paulo.

- I am lost, Patrick.

- Paulo, oh!

- You're lost, normal. 20 years of marriage with Sophie.

Anyone would be shaken.

- We may have said it all with women.

- Paulo, we will be clear.

The important thing is that you're happy.

If you're gay, you're gay.

For me this is a plus, a gay boyfriend.

It's fashion.

It brings girls.

Must let nature.

Mother Nature decides to go with that.

- Mother Nature takes me where? A Mykonos?

- Well, me, I'm going.

- Hey, Patrick!

It stays between us, right?

- They look good spirit,

your friends.

- You have not talked to them.

- I will not play the father who monitors.

They are French ?

- No, they are in Dijon.

- They could have been Dutch.

Is not that the French.

- It's weird, what you say.

You insinuate what? Are you racist?

- Me, racist?

I left! And I pasted posters for Coluche.

Morgane !

Shit, in the end!

It's normal

I'm interested in coming home.

My daughter so well with people.

For you, it's weird too, education?

Let me tell you something.

Men, it's like the houses.

If there is no foundation, everything collapses.

- Jerome.

Be open.

It's old fart, I've already said.

- We'll talk when my car will be burned.

You've treated con here?

- In this beautiful country Biscarosse

between the pin and the Landes

comes a beautiful bird feathered

landing on a haystack.

- It sucks.

- '' But what are you doing here ... ''

- But it takes.

- The artists have an extremely heightened sensitivity.

Jean Marais, Jean Cocteau.

ःarwé Vilard.

- Shh, it'll be us.

Soft music

Italian horn

Oh fuck !

What are you doing in my car?

- It was the Cap Ferret.

- In Cap Ferret?

- We would not go swimming. You open?

- We open at all.

We leave immediately!

No but dream!

- Patrick !

It is waiting for the cheese.

- Nice, disguise.

- Yes, it's a crow. But that's not the problem.

I see three thugs who took my car without asking.

Send keys

and steer you towards Dijon!

Let's go, it gives off!

Its good.

- A.ï.e!

- What do you have ?

- My appendicitis.

- Appendicitis is right.

Let's be clear.

You will not stay a minute longer in my tent.

Game over.

- Yeah yeah !

That is why ?

You piss me off while I make love, motherfucker.

- kevinou, I expect!

- Shut your mouth !

- Hi, Kevin. I came not to annoy you.

- Where you speak affectionately to me?

Where you allow yourself? We know each other ?

pigs were reared together?

I do not think so !

You do not know respect for others?

This is who made you educated?

- You are right.

It's not good for you tu.

And that's not smart.

But we need to talk.

We need to talk housing.

- What?

Housing for what?

I'm not talking to these buffoons.

You got three seconds to break you, the canary!

Or you'll see! You'll see !

Johnny Hallyday my balls!

If I find you,

I'll tear your eyes!

I'll tear your language!

The teeth !

Soon you're anywhere!

Do not be evil!

Bastard!

- It is misinformed. Johnny has made a dyeing it.

You expected a vacation home?

- Otherwise, no one starts.

This is not required, the holidays, but it makes you forget the problems.

And here is not Dijon. We can shine.

- Oh yeah.

That to shine, it shines!

You do not mind that debriefing, Benji?

You can look up at us.

We will have to look, guys.

You isolate yourself,

with your stuff.

We, the thirties,

there was no Twister, Instragram and company.

But we talked, we watched.

We had concrete goals.

And even more...

We were having to make concrete goals.

- So what ?

Result?

- Result?

Unemployment.

You come ?

Soft music

...

- It's going to bother him?

- There is a light sleeper.

- And it's cool.

He sleeps with one eye open.

- Patrick !

We need to talk.

- I'm not a bastard!

- Do not worry, it's us.

We found you a girl.

Linda's mother, the Alsatian.

- What is this madness ?

- Tell him, Linda. It's a girl camping.

- Hi, Patrick.

My mother is single,

I wish she meets a guy like you.

Seems you're chanmé.

- How nice.

It is 4am there.

- What do you think about it ?

- I can not take a hasty decision.

There is talk of a man-woman relationship. I dunno.

- As you wish, Patrick.

- And what ?

Do not wake me up at night.

I could have a girlfriend.

- Oh yeah.

- Sleep well. - Good night.

- Hey, Patrick!

Do not you have leaves?

Never mind.

- Oh, there are waiting!

- Tell me, Patrick,

you not have toothpaste?

- Take in the counter.

Hey, there. - Oh yeah, you're right.

I have to stop the chorizo. That yellow my teeth.

- All right, my Patrick?

- Okay okay. And you ?

- Slept poorly. I thought about Sophie.

You made your crossword? - In the toilet.

- That's good, crosswords.

What are you doing after ?

- I go to the beach with the kids.

- That's good, the beach.

- What you got, with your '' That's good ''?

- You're very sexy with your hair wet.

- Thanks, that's nice.

- A friend will lend me a flatboat.

How'd you like to fish the line?

- The fishing line? - Yes.

- No thanks.

- You do not like the fishing line?

- Sorry, Paulo. I'm not too fish.

- You know,

as my mother said,

we must first try.

- Well, let's be clear, Paulo.

I'm open,

I am modern,

but I'm not there.

I'm not there.

It's just a holiday buddies,

the camping.

Knowledge.

Knowledge.

- Then for the fishing line?

- We are not forced to wash his clothes.

Make the maid to sleep, it makes me sigh.

Looks like my mother.

- There's even no label.

Even the guy who makes them ashamed.

Petard

- Hi, guys.

I am looking for friends.

If you want to bullshit,

put chairs in the trees,

put glue on the toilet,

I'm your man.

- What happens to you, Jacky?

- Fuck me!

The holidays for a retiree, it's not funny.

So...

Maybe we could partner.

- For someone who loses the ball ...

- I lost it but I kept the jack.

And...

You have a better solution for whistle five appetizers?

Hein ?

Come on ...

Sanitary!

- He is crazy.

- Hello Madam. The good weather is coming.

Soft music

...

- In September, I will surely go to New York.

I was admitted in a dance academy, the Juilliard School.

- Seriously?

- Yeah. This is the chance of my life.

What are you thinking about ?

- To nothing.

At this tile,

these beautiful showers, these faucets.

- You know, Benji, I like you.

You're sensitive, touching, but ...

Whenever I come across a guy in the end, it's a crappy.

- '' This is the man's own mistakes. ''

Rimbaud.

I'm not just a guy who missed The Voice.

- Come on.

I want you on my team.

Groovy music

...

* - Good morning, campers!

This is Radio Camping!

* The temperature today is 30 degrees.

* And tonight, remember the contest launch of flip flops!

* Record to beat: 36, January 5 meters!

- I'm not fine ?

...

The Screaming Man.

...

...

- You do not know who she is?

- She was at the foot of the cot.

- No one in it.

- No hair in the down, lipstick on the shirt?

- No, the black hole.

I'm not out, it was white evening at Shogun.

I only blue.

I'm still not a sleepwalker.

- Totally incomprehensible.

Anyway, she likes the ass.

- Why ?

- The Red.

This is the revolution, fire,

sexual freedom, the barricades.

Jaures, The Time of Cherries!

- Bitch.

- It's infuriating. For once I draw one.

- If you like, I organize a contest.

The one that comes in wins.

- Like Cinderella.

- I do not see the link.

Cinderella is a shoe.

Anyway.

From now on, you open your eyes.

Whoever finds,

is one who seeks.

And reciprocally.

Groovy music

...

- Hi, Patrick!

- You got a small mine, you.

What did you do yesterday? - Nothing.

I fell asleep on Marc Levy.

- You're more with Michel?

- The writer. I fell asleep on his book.

- Good reading, then.

...

- A problem, Patrick?

- No, it's fine.

A small problem panties. Routine.

- Thank you anyway.

- What?

- To have slept with the girlfriend of Kevin.

It was clear, that leaves us instead.

- Oh fuck !

This is the panties girlfriend to Kevin?

- You sent to another planet.

- Did you spray.

She had never seen it. Look at your guest book,

she had to leave you a message.

- And he knows, Kevin?

- It is venerated there looking for you.

Go, hello, Patrick!

Good end of holiday.

Laughs

- Is this a joke?

- Pardon.

We stay.

We will not leave you alone. - With Kevin.

- You think that's smart?

I ask you the question.

Clever ?

- We just asked a panties at the foot of your bed

Laugh, we're young.

- Young laughs more than old?

- Should relax.

If not Mess on holidays, when we laugh?

We not shit a clock for a joke.

- Are you a baker?

- Well no, why?

- I look at your hands. You knead.

Shits and a clock, not a clock.

No because...

- You're angry because of your daughter?

You know she will not come.

- She will not come, my daughter?

With what I have written, I doubt.

Go on, treat yourself.

Laughs

- She is Egyptian?

Unless we know the hieroglyphics is unreadable.

And it's old ...

- You know what they say, old?

They emmerdent you.

You're better off you?

You know what you are? weathervanes of.

It's Justin Bieber and One Direction.

The flat cap and behind.

When you're stylish too, you're more swag.

I take a picture of my feet, I tell my life,

you follow, you like,

Hashtag I'm happy.

Oh, a smiley, did you see, I am yellow.

I get up at 1 1 hour, I'm filthy, I allow myself a small beard,

straight hair on the head.

And I play the beautiful kids

with my blemish-gui.

Hein ?

You have millions of friends on Facebook,

but friends on Facebook,

it is like to be a Millionaire Monopoly.

It's the wind.

I also have, friends.

I have three, in Dijon.

a pool is made on Wednesday and is not spread.

- You want us to go?

- Yeah.

- And Tinkerbell?

- Let's forget it.

She has her rules.

- It was too far, right?

* Northerners

* Have the eyes blue is lacking in their decor

* Northerners

* Have the heart the sun they do not have outside

* Northerners ...

- Patrick.

Why not send '' I miss you '' to your daughter?

If I made the cast of The Voice,

it was to show my father that I existed.

To hear: '' I'm proud of you, son. ''

...

Hip Hop Music

...

- Whore !

- You make us shit with your train. We have not a cent.

- You can travel in the toilet.

- I blame my mother for putting me in the world. I would have not known.

- What are you saying here ?

- What are you doing ?

- Hey guys.

We missed the last one.

Soft music

...

- I can ?

...

It's stupid, young people sometimes.

...

- You make me shit, shit.

...

- Benji.

I miss you, I write with a K?

normal or?

- And you was working in what? - At the station.

I arrived late to the exam,

they found that I had the spirit of the house.

- Your wife said nothing when you forget his name?

- What's the difference ?

- It's not good to play with the disease.

- We finish all like that.

I just take the lead.

- How old are you ?

- Over the age of dying young.

- Gaffe !

- Hello.

- Hello.

- Hello.

- Go ahead, miss.

Ideal temperature.

- Ravi !

Ah, the bitch!

It will not be cold.

Soft music

...

- Patrick.

We can talk ?

I feel that you flee me.

- No, I shop.

Nice, the promo on sausages.

They are delicious, these sausages.

- Okay, enough, Paulo.

Fisheries is stopped at the line and sausages.

You're not homosexual, Paulo.

- Why are you telling me this ?

- If I thought otherwise,

I would tell you: '' Dark!

'' Be happy, assumes. ''

But I'm sorry, Paulo.

We do not pass the tofu cheese like that.

You bowling au bilboquet.

There bearings.

Steps. I know you, Paulo.

You're a pussy eater.

You're a fucking pussy eater.

Look, Paulo.

In the name of our friendship, let me find a solution.

I want to spend a quiet holiday.

It works ?

cheerful music

...

Hello.

- Hello.

You are Clotilde's mother Linda?

The Alsatian single? - Yes.

- I'm not for long. I have a favor to ask you.

And there was this secret book

Paul noted that all his adulterous relations.

With measurements, comments.

'' Small Tits, crieuse, vicious. ''

''Vaginal''.

'' Slut ''.

- It's ok I got it.

- '' Soft ''.

And ... She fell on the book.

And she read.

And she put out. - How do you know ?

- I'm a woman.

More...

Why me ?

- Your daughter.

She told me that you were listening to others.

She told me about your commitment to the Red Cross.

I give some used clothing.

- That's a lot already.

- Excuse me, I offered you anything to drink, Patrick.

What do you want ?

- A glass of water, or nothing!

- He is aware of your approach?

- No. Not...

Hold.

- Clotilde, that is very clear.

You are not going to last.

You just play the game of seduction.

For Paul realizes he loves women.

- I do not deny that ...

since my husband is gone and ...

I live alone

my 2 rooms in the suburbs of Strasbourg,

happiness is not at the rendezvous.

Life, it falls on you like rain.

- Clotilde, it will be more cheerful.

Finally, I say gay, so to speak.

- Yes.

I can think?

- Of course.

Anyway, it's you ...

or me.

- I'm going on an ocean pancake

with a salad. - Very good.

- It is well, the Drakkar to whelks?

- This is the specialty of the Gulls.

Whelks, clams, mussels.

- Well, I'll leave on a Drakkar.

But without cheese. - Good.

A beverage ?

- Cider. And...

a jug of water ?

- Thank you.

Ringtone Mobile - Excuse me.

Hello?

- It goes well ? It is before you?

*- Very good.

- And ... you're not happened first?

* She arrived before you?

- Why are you telling me this?

- When did you get, she was sitting?

She was not standing?

- I am currently having dinner. Good evening, sir.

- We can talk to you, Patrick?

- Yeah. What?

- We wanted to make you happy. You were put on Tinder,

an app encounters.

Your profile: serious man, lovely location.

Great athlete.

With a beautiful picture.

And there, that likes.

phew success. - Yeah.

And we have good news: Manon.

T'as rencard.

You have the same Cupid preferences.

And she gets off Benco.

- I tell you right away, you say no to Manon.

I am in reality, I live dredge.

Minitel and company, it is not for me.

I can see my photo?

- It was a little photoshopée

to bring you to your advantage.

- Thanks for the invitation.

It feels good to go out camping!

- For me, a woman is like a flower.

She needs water, love, sunshine.

And attention.

- She also loves ...

be picked.

Gently

and care.

Often,

cads let them fade.

In love, sometimes you ...

show pushy, not always on the brake pedal.

- Non.

- You take no dessert? The Far Breton looks not bad.

- I'll let myself be tempted by a white lady, dear Paul.

Cries of pleasure

...

- Alors, what else ?

- You who know Cyril Hanouna,

he not seek a columnist for September, a bit more ...

- A little what?

- A little pointy ...

cultivated and décontract,

which would bring a senior audience.

- Not for you, Jerome.

- Papa,

I can talk to you ?

- My daughter can always talk to me.

- We would like to celebrate Robert's anniv.

- Robert ?

- Yes, of Dijon.

- The Black.

- Ah yes, the Black. Finally, the African. Why here?

- We can make more noise than camping.

- At the campsite after 22h, it snores.

- You know anything, camping?

- Okay.

But always within the framework of the foundation:

I want to meet her parents.

OK? Sinon not.

No party.

Okay ?

- Hello.

- Ms. Charmillard, I am the father of Robert.

- Ah.

Here.

Whistle of admiration

- Class !

Duffer! - You see it work.

- We'll see. It is not won.

- You mean the mother:

with the foil, it is special.

It is for us, for after. So no key.

- Hello !

We are here !

- Here are the Magi!

- Patrick, I'll get rid of.

- Papa,

I present to you Patrick,

Robert's father.

- Sir, I'm Patrick Chirac, Robert's dad.

- Okay, Robert's dad.

- There is a dye. Normally I'm darker.

More frizzy.

- More frizzy.

So your son is Robert Chirac.

- Absolutely. Robert. As the dictionary.

- More...

So the mother ...

- Died.

- Oh sorry.

A small appetizer.

- I told him: '' Robert, the important thing is the education. ''

It's true, I have not always been a very present father, unfortunately.

A father is a guide.

But we can be there without being there.

Life hits us like rain.

Or snow.

- It looks excellent, mafé. I feel here.

- My mother does well.

- Who did Robert.

Rest in peace.

Fatou poor.

- So what...

No indiscretion, Patrick,

how you met with Fatou?

- Ben to Dijon.

At Amora, at work.

We worked in Amora,

me with mustard and pickles Fatou.

And one day in the canteen,

the penny dropped.

More more more...

very quickly...

too fast, perhaps ...

happiness fled.

The pickles were relocated in Bulgaria

and there was this stupid accident.

Four fingers cut off in a rusty machine.

So naturally, Bulgaria ...

there is no social security,

little anesthesia, no ambulance.

So...

gangrene.

Tetanus.

I eat you, I nibble.

The Venus de Milo.

Then suddenly, more letters, more mail.

She was right-handed.

Then one morning she died.

The curly.

- Eh ben ...

- Not easy to string.

Well, my little Patrick.

A final Pastis before dinner?

- Come on!

A plastic surgeon boyfriend always says:

'' Pastis is like tits.

'' One is not enough. Three is too much. ''

Laughs

- I have to remember. I never remember them.

-HAPPY BIRTHDAY !

- I warn you, I have already attacked.

- It has not taken the right cake.

She planted.

She took the space cake.

- Shit !

- Delicious, this cake! What do you think, honey?

- Papa !

- What, Dad?

What, Dad?

Dad love this cake!

Ce fucking cake !

Fucking cake !

Someone there ?

Someone there ?

- You went there

too strong there.

Much too strong.

The cake.

- Non !

- Oftukéfalé.

- Okay !

I tell you all ...

I like this cake!

Hein, Kiki?

I like this cake!

- Monsieur Charmillard ?

- Shut up !

- Must open this door.

- He wants what, Robespierre?

- Stop with the cake.

Should vomiting.

- Many!

Catch me, Bernadette!

Get the yellow parts!

Eastern Music

- Robert. Not take me for a fool.

In all, there would not be a bit of ...

- It is more...

- More what, more chemical?

You are really stupid.

- Patrick.

My mother did not call Fatou, but Sylvie.

- Folklore, Robert!

Must make them dream.

- Patrick, come on.

One!

...

Patrick! Dance!

- I have to go, Ms. Charmillard.

...

Monsieur Charmillard ?

- Yes ?

- Monsieur Charmillard ?

Where are you ? - Hello !

Hi it's me !

This is Kiki. You recognize him?

I made a suckling pig. Waiting for the spindle.

- You are crazy.

- No, I'm not crazy.

I'm Franck Provost.

I'm Franck Provost!

Franck Provost!

- He'll catch cold.

- I'll warm it in the microwave.

- Mr. Charmillard, no!

Unleash the beast, sir Charmillard!

Please. - Whose!

Non !

Go back down, I beg you, Jerome.

- Listen, Goldilocks.

I'll make you the continental 49 euros.

I'm going to shave from basement to attic!

- You make me afraid.

- Franck Provost is back.

- There's a problem! Your mother is taken to an antenna.

- Antenna.

Antenna.

- Come down, it's ridiculous.

- I'm on Gulli.

- This is ludicrous.

- Get off, we implore you.

- I'm on BFM.

- We go, guys. It happens nothing there.

- Patrick !

Patrick !

Patrick !

Come, let's return to Vietnam!

- They sleep, Vietnam. And I'm tired.

He yells.

- All right, Patrick?

- Yes, I took a small bite taken out, the cake.

And this is not my first rock concert.

distorted voice

...

Patrick !

Patrick.

- It is 18h, need to wake up.

- What is that ?

- This is to protect you from the sun.

- There's too many people. Stand back, let it breathe.

- Patrick.

Yesterday, you're left in peanut.

You've spent the mint alcohol, but you drank the bottle.

And then you got let go.

- More dropped what?

- You wanted to cut wood.

You've removed the pontoon Cap Ferret ax.

- I think you're drugged.

- My car !

What is she doing here?

- This is the dock of Cap Ferret.

- What have you done ?

- You wanted to go to America.

- In America ?

- You wanted to cross the Atlantic.

- Oh fuck.

What's the asshole who tagged my bibiche?

- Ben ...

It is you, Patrick.

Have you wanted to wake Zezette the tattooist.

- Zezette? - The tattoo artist Arcachon.

You wanted to make your friends laugh.

- So what ?

- They're good laugh.

It's not really finished, but it is modern.

Soft song

...

- It's not bad, Patrick. Good idea, fire.

- It burns well, the pontoon of Cap Ferret.

- Manon.

Why are you on Tinder?

There's lots of guys on beaches.

- It is the unknown that attracts me.

You never know who you will fall.

Although there ...

With the photo, I have an idea.

- Good.

Small midnight swim? - Grave!

- Come on!

You stay there?

- We keep the clothes.

- Come on!

Cheers

And you, Patrick,

plays what you like music?

- Oh, my ...

Madonna, Jay-Z, The Weasel.

Especially the Weasel. - Oh yeah ?

- Booba, too.

FRERO Incorporation.

- I love old who remain young.

The ideal distance between a man and a woman,

it's thirty years.

- Sorry, I hurt you?

- No, it's okay, my head hard.

And I love the raw.

I love spanking undeserved.

We will join them?

- A midnight swim at half past midnight, it means nothing.

- Come on. I'm sure it's good.

- I'm sure too.

- I'm too young, right?

- It is I who am too old.

- Wait for me !

- Patrick! - Who?

- It's me.

Robert.

- I do not see you.

- I wanted to tell you something for a while.

You got Cameroonian blood.

- This is not the first time it tells me.

I looking for a job is not an asset.

- Your problem,

is that you did not trust you.

Sometimes, to open, to dare.

Take your courage.

My father often told me:

'' When the banana is too high,

'' Need to know up arms. ''

- Who's your father? Michel Leeb?

- Who is that ?

Soft music

...

- All right, guys, there. Let's go.

- You give it to me?

- It is she who chooses.

- Let's go?

- All right, Patrick?

- Yes.

- Ben Aurelie.

Aurélie Gatineau.

The daughter of Paulo and Sophie.

- Hey, you've changed.

T'as grandi.

- Well yeah. And you bare yourself?

- Oh that ?

This is drugs.

Holiday complicated.

- As usual. It changes not, I see.

Your daughter, okay? - It's okay. The same...

She grows up.

Well I think.

- I came to see my father. You know where he is?

catchy song

...

Here, Cousteau. You tell me the news.

- You find ? Captain Cousteau ?

- We are thirsty. - It is not the Shogun.

...

- It is normal that I look like Will Smith.

We have the same mother, Fatou Smith.

- Seriously? - I think you're more beautiful.

- Thanks Mom !

catchy song (Being a woman

...

Wife

Be a woman

* -Friends campers, I bother you a moment.

* Thank you, ladies.

* With the Campéole group,

* Tropico and our partner,

* We decided to offer

* Roger Happiness famous company.

* Roger Happiness. Good ball at all!

Applause

*- Ladies and gentlemen,

* We have a young singer

* Will perform a song with us.

*Applaudissez Benji Keller !

Soft music

Are pictures in my head, rides to the party,

better not think about it

Are Thursdays in the rain

Words of love they say, would forget

It's grief, romance, all my childhood memories ...

- Here, Laurette, your Flots Bleus without ginger.

It is not there, Jacky?

- He must be looking for the entrance to the ballroom.

I do not like the timing of the ball.

It smells the end of vacation.

- It takes a quick taste of tears and stolen kisses

I give those dreams lying broken memories

Of Breton lace those clothes with holes

same everywhere all was something to regret

We rub our eyes in the sun when our tears have dried

- You dance, miss?

- How could I say no, dear sir?

...

- You often come to the Flots Bleus?

- Non.

It's the first time.

- Dear Miss...

I would start my ...

By offering a walk on the beach.

In all good, all honor, of course.

- But of course, Jean-Pierre.

Old scoundrel, go!

only one is left with a phone that does not dare call

It messes up all the tenderness when you change all the time address

This is not a life of being an actor in a comic

I give the dream for all people hanging broken memories

Of Breton lace those clothes with holes

same everywhere all was something to regret

We rub our eyes in the sun when our tears have dried

Ya reunion, looks that hurt,

better not to look

Are tips that would mean but we do not know talk

It fucks you the blues in your soul to be called Mr., Mrs.

It takes you to the heart pain of love-friendship

- Thank you.

For all these unforgettable years.

...

- Patrick! A selfie is on the other side.

- OK. Please note, kids!

Arcachon!

I count on you, you send me.

Thanks guys. You gave me the opportunity to play daddy.

I'm proud of you, son.

It gives me the seum to see you go.

- It is said.

- Are two weeks, though.

- Are two weeks. - Weathervanes.

- All right, Jose?

- Yeah.

It was the best vacation of my life.

- See you in Dijon, right?

- Dacodac!

Sad music

...

- She's not here, Vanessa?

- It's my sister. It was a problem.

- This is very embarrassing.

The road will seem long.

Very long.

...

- Mr Chirac is requested at the reception.

- I understand, ma'am.

On vacation, I have not always my mobile on me.

Very good.

OK, I note.

Thank you anyway.

- A problem, Patrick?

- I found a job.

I start Monday.

- I would be very small couillette.

- Stop, stop, stop !

- A yours, Jacky!

- Cheers, friends!

- Hunt the natural, it is up to the neck.

- You see, Patrick. Tinker Bell was right.

- Yeah. But attack Monday it annoys me.

- Why ?

- Tuesday is the election of Mister Camping at Shogun.

Laughs

- You will say that Paulo Gatineau think too much,

but I have a question.

The water at the end of the holiday,

it is warmer or colder than at the beginning?

- You really want to know? - Yes.

- Come, Aurelie!

Soft music

...

- So...

It is not expected Patrick?

- Come on!

Come on, yeah!

...

...

My Beauty (Master Gims)

...

- Excuse me sir, I seek location 33.

...

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