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-So? -What?

-Was he there? -Who?

-Farid, of course! -Oh, Farid!

Yeah... He wasn't there.

That's telling, isn't it? The guy's avoiding me.

He usually closes the bar

-and now, he's nowhere to be seen. -Yeah.

I'll scan the bar one last time.

Maybe he snuck in while we were chatting.

He probably missed us.

Maybe.

-I'll go check. Okay? -Sure.

-Hurry up, where were you? -Looking for Farid.

This is where the action is.

What's this?

The bartender noticed I'm not wearing a bra.

You like vodka? My own creation, on the house.

Fair trade and a dash of cranberry, you'll see.

Try this.

Let me know what you think.

You tell me what you think.

I haven't had a crush on a guy with a beard in a while.

Sure, a whole week, right?

Whatever, he was a religious Jew.

I like them.

What the hell?

That is fucking disgusting!

This is what fair trade is?

I'd rather have the gluten.

That's terrible.

-I like it. -I don't know her.

It's surprising.

Should I send him a text? Last one. Then it's over.

-Come on. -To who?

"To who?" Seriously?

To Farid of course, damn it! You ask that every time.

-To Farid! -You should drop it.

-There's no point. -You should stop.

Maybe he's, like, in Syria.

Maybe he's been radicalized and left to join ISIS.

He's raising goats now.

-Maybe. Come on. -When was he last online?

Come on, bottoms up!

Keep it in, come on. Open your diaphragm.

It's definitely not my night.

You know, I don't think you're hitting the right girls.

Really? I've tried all of them.

That's true.

Look, we're gonna go. We're gonna fly, 'cause...

We've got stuff to talk about. Good night.

Yeah. Use protection!

-I don't see them together. -No?

-We're not gonna sleep. -Not here.

-Really? -Sleep is out of the question.

Oh, yes... It's just...

-No. -I see.

Well... It's pretty simple... It's...

I... I took in

this woman who is from...

Wokandia.

I had no idea she would be up, or I would've...

I would've told you.

And he's also...

I'm working with a hosting organization for refugees.

Mommy!

"Mommy"? That's cute.

Why is he calling me mom? He's confused.

That's the risk when you do this, they get attached.

When I heard his story, I was completely...

speechless. It was horrible. He was found in a vegetable box,

his family has been radicalized...

Well, I'm gonna go.

Yes.

I started at 9:00, so if you can pay me...

Your French has improved.

And so fast!

-It's crazy. Was it 50? -70.

Seventy.

Okay...

Well, all of this, I don't... I'm gonna go. It's better.

No. I'll do things you've never tried.

No one complained.

-Let me... -No, really. I'll call you.

-I have your number. -You will? When?

-Soon. -Okay.

Mommy.

What are you doing?

Sorry, sweetie. Don't listen to Mom. It's just...

Sometimes, Mommy would like to hold

someone with more body hair.

But you're the man of my life.

Farid!

Nour. How's it going?

-Nour, this is Chloé. Chloé, this is Nour. -Hi.

How are you?

Nour's an old friend of mine.

-Yeah? -Yes, she is...

She works at my old gym.

-That's where we met. -Great!

I should go back to the gym.

-I'm all flabby now. -Of course not!

-You look great. -Let her come.

Let people work out.

Is it nearby?

-Yeah. -No.

It's kinda far.

No, it's really close by.

You should come by. Ask for Nour and I'll be there.

Nour will be there. She's always...

Really.

You should come, it'd be nice.

-I'll come by. -That's very nice.

-My pleasure. -Thanks.

Well... I'm so... I'm so happy to see you again, Farid.

-He had disappeared on us. -Oh, really?

We didn't know where he was.

Now I know why.

I was keeping a low profile.

Well, I'm feeling like... I'm so relieved.

-I'll see you Monday. -Yeah.

-See you. -I'll see you around.

-Bye. -Bye.

She's nice! I have to go.

-See you later. -Yeah.

You're always joking around.

I... I'm going this way.

What about my texts?

Your texts?

Well, okay...

Look, Nour...

I'm... I'm gonna be honest, okay?

Please, don't take this the wrong way.

I loved going out with you. Everything we shared together.

Really. You're a good person. You're great.

We had a lot of laughs together.

Really. Too much, actually.

My buddies would say, "Where's Nour? Call her. She's so funny."

I don't want to go out with someone who's like my buddy, you see?

I'd like to be with a girl who's more like a...

girl. A girl, like...

A girl.

I just...

No!

-Stop whining, cheerleader! -Good one!

She's alone. Tackle her!

Told you I'd score twice.

Get on her!

Stop that now! You're pissing me off!

I'm crazy. You know what? I'm gonna drink your blood.

I'll eat you for breakfast, then break your balls.

You've lost, man!

Come on!

-Sorry! -Are you serious?

-What the hell? -There's a sign!

What about her?

-She's okay. -You're crazy.

-Get out. -I'm leaving.

She came to get an eyeful.

-She's in heat. -How old's your friend?

He wants a girlfriend who's more a woman.

He's not completely wrong.

Do you think it's normal for you to be here?

I play soccer. Where do you want me to be?

Yeah, but...

there are limits.

Wait a minute. I'm not feminine?

No, you're not.

Sofiane, tell me. I'm really not feminine?

Wait, come on, it's... She's right, you're not super feminine.

Are you serious?

Did I hear that right? I'm not super feminine?

-Yeah. -Can we assess your virility for a sec?

What's wrong with my virility?

I've seen better.

I want to know if you've ever hooked up with an actual person.

Do you like women, men, plants...

Wait, let me think.

There was Laure! In high school.

-No. I even slept with her too. -We dated.

It's getting hot in here.

Sofiane, be hon

Can you tell she has a kid?

No way! You have a kid?

-No. -Are you a mother?

You're a mom?

You see how they're looking at me?

Can't believe it.

Hey, bud.

-You okay? -Yeah.

You look tense. I know you.

Stop petting her like a dog. And please, stop calling her "bud."

-Does she look like your buddies? -You know what...

Thank you all for your insights,

but I feel just fine. That's not mine.

I have a steady job, unlimited access to machines. I like my life.

So, thank you.

-Your eyes are red. -No, they're not.

It's the bugs.

-I don't have a visor to block them. -Nadia...

It's hash.

No, Robert. It's not hash.

-Forget I said anything. -You're wrong.

You've been hurt by a man.

-No. -I'm right.

Men always hurt us.

Here we go.

I'm gonna go to bed.

I'm dead tired. Exhausted.

You don't think I'm tired too? I couldn't sleep because you.

-Let's read your cards. -Please, no.

Watch your mouth.

Axelle would love for her mother to be concerned for her.

Okay. I'm coming. End of discussion.

-The Chariot. -Oh, no.

-The Hanged Man. -Not good, clearly.

The Tower.

The Hermit!

That's a terrible draw.

It's really bad, you mean!

-What does he know? -The Chariot is Axelle.

That slut that is dragging you down.

The Hanged Man, pretty obvious. It's you, in 10 years.

The Tower, it's the home you'll never get and will mourn when you're in heaven.

-Tears of blood! -And it's all the Hermit's fault!

Who's the Hermit?

This is a little much, you know that, right?

I'm gonna go to bed.

-Mom, thanks for the reading. -Go to bed.

You're walking away? Just don't turn around!

I know. It's bad luck. So, throw the glass of...

-She was... -Where have you been?

-It's been four hours! -Seriously.

Come on.

I need to pee

-and to watch Les Marseillais. -Okay.

I saw this report on TV about part-time prostitution. Wait.

Maybe the Hermit is her pimp.

-No way! -The Hermit is her pimp.

Those girls, they're more... They're not... Not as...

-Not what? -They're...

You've seen the size of her.

What about it? She's fine. Some people like that size.

Some people are bigger, others are smaller.

Your daughter is a niche.

-A niche? -Yes, a niche. Some people like that.

Really?

Nice to see you.

-How are you? -Good.

-You need anything? -No.

Need a towel? Two towels? Water? It's free.

I have my own.

-Want a pen? -No, thanks.

Where's the studio?

-Just there, on your left. -Cool.

So, it'll be 3 times a week but don't get discouraged.

-Sure. -Rome wasn't built in a day.

-Neither do these. -Thanks.

-Nour, where's the chocolate? -Down there.

-Under here? -Yep.

-Are you sure? -Yes.

-Okay, there it is. -You're good? I told you.

Hi, how are you?

-Good, you? -Good.

Your health card?

Yes, I...

Let me check.

Okay...

There...

You can't find it.

Sorry. I had a hard time with the Admin officer.

I'll bring it next week.

Is studio one very busy?

There are a few people, you'll see.

-Even a hooker. -Sorry?

There are a lot of people. You'll see, it's packed.

-Hi. -Hi, Gianni.

-Doing okay? -Yep.

You can't help yourself.

I wanted to bring him to you directly with the chart.

Everything okay?

Oh, no.

That's not good.

Really? Why?

Because he's really ugly.

The baby, I mean.

-Yeah. -Yeah.

-What? -What?

I'm kidding.

Forget about it.

I was... I was just kidding.

Okay. Right.

Nour, can you check who I have at 2:30?

-May I? -Go ahead.

Damn!

-What? -Well...

your spreadsheets are just...

They're amazing.

-Really? -Of course. Everything is...

They have everything. They're as tight as my abs.

Thank you.

Okay, well, I need a little boost.

Oh, sorry.

Sorry, I thought it was a tiny sandbag.

Do you want a shake?

-You sure? -Still no.

See you later. Keep up the good work.

He went hard on my ribs, did you see?

It doesn't mean anything.

If I really wanted him, some leggings and a blow-dry, he's mine.

No, that's just not my style.

What the hell is going on now?

-Nice! -So cool!

Awesome!

Damn! Say hi!

That'll be your goal for next time, okay?

Okay!

She's awesome!

It's not that impressive. It's not like brain surgery or anything.

So...

Hey, it's over here!

Thank you... Nawel.

That was a great class.

-But it works up an appetite. -Hi, honey.

Hello. Spaghetti Bolognese and tiramisu for Nour?

Sorry, it's only two additional items.

So it was either parmesan shavings or gruyère.

-Is that pasta? -Yes, Bolognese.

That's my dream. I haven't eaten pasta in forever.

-Let's go. -I don't want this anymore.

-Let's go. -Yeah. Can you drop me off?

Bye! See you!

-Bye. Thank you. -But...

-What about your order? -No, it's fine.

Bye. Yeah.

And drink water.

A lot of water!

Damn it. I'm so sorry about the health card.

No, don't worry about that.

I'll take care of it, then we can, you know...

That's so nice, thank you. That's...

one less thing to worry about.

-You're an angel. -I have a question.

If you had to teach the basics, you know, to beginners...

-of pole dance. -"Pole dancing."

Sorry, pole dancing.

What are the rules? Is it hard? How do you twirl around it?

My mom was talking about it yesterday,

-and honestly... -Your mom's interested? That's great!

-Yeah. She's very... -It's unusual.

She's crazy about it. She had a million questions.

-Okay. -Yup.

So?

I saw that flicker in your eye.

You don't believe me.

You think I'm talking about me.

No, not at all.

-Yes, I can see it. -No, I swear.

You should know that I am very honest.

I'm not afraid to ask for what I want.

If it was for me, I'd be like, "Sissi,

"I love the pole. Why not try..."

What's going on, hon?

Are you scared to come to the class?

Is that it?

Me too, at first, I felt like a failure.

I was too scared to perform.

We'll do it together, just you and me.

I can show you the basics at night, when no one's around.

It's up to you. No pressure.

It's... Thanks, but I was really asking for my mom.

Yes, I know that.

But I'm still not sure I fully believe you.

I was really asking for my mom, but...

-Yeah, why not? It could be interesting. -Of course.

It could be something my mom and I do together. Like a duo.

Great.

You know what? I'll ask my mom,

since it was her idea, and I'll get back to you.

Great. Make sure she doesn't call me too late, I take sleeping pills.

Really? She owns a restaurant...

-Right. -So...

I have to go now.

-Bye. -See you.

-Exactly, they don't even look alike. -Yeah.

-Move. -They're triplets.

Okay, seriously? Keep your hands off my fries.

Don't want 'em. I'm working on being feminine.

One cherry tomato, one squat. One squat, one cherry tomato.

-Really? -Yes, I'm a fitness fanatic.

Let me see.

He was born on Tuesday. I cut the umbilical cord.

He was premature,

-but he'll grow up strong. -Yeah.

He's so cute.

Damn it.

That's a big baby.

You could even call that a man.

-How did that get there? -Weird.

-You zoomed in! -You like him! Finally!

Whatever. I don't even know why I took it.

-You zoom in, you like him. -He's handsome.

-Are we onto something? -Of course.

It's something, anyway.

What are you more attracted to?

-Drumroll, please. -This, the zoom. This.

Or her?

Sensual, wrapping the pole.

You follow "Pole dancing fever"?

It's research for work. And you wanted me to be more feminine.

I meant ditch the hat, not rub yourself up against a pole.

Seems extreme.

If you want to be more feminine, shave off your mustache, Pablo Escobar.

-I don't have a mustache. -You do.

I don't have a mustache.

So, we're gonna do six zones?

Yes, six zones, but is that like the whole body or what?

It's a lot, right?

Okay, we're doing this.

You know what?

How about we try it on my arm first, see how I react?

The wax is very yellow. I've never seen a yellow...

I like your place.

But... Wait. I think you're...

Your mother is a bitch from hell!

I didn't mean your mother.

I'm so sorry. I didn't meant that.

We better stop now, I know myself.

And seeing how this is going,

it's not gonna be a pleasant experience for me, you, or your mother...

So, I'm gonna go. I'm gonna go pay.

I'm gonna go. Thanks.

And one, and two, always keep your feet on the ground, and three,

and four, and five...

You'll do more complex moves later, but for now, we're just walking.

Sensually. Good.

Raise your head, more sensual.

I'm sensual, I'm hot, I'm thirsty.

How many in your party? Give me my teddy back.

-What are you doing? -What's this...

Well, I'm just liking what I see.

And you like what you're doing?

-Not so much. -No, so maybe stop talking, honey.

-Sorry, but that's not what I do. -I won't do it again.

-I swear. -This isn't a striptease.

-No, it's walking. -Okay.

Very good.

No, it's great, but it could take a while.

Okay? I'll call you back when we're done.

Okay, bye.

Good! That's beautiful.

-Can you feel it? -Yeah, finally I...

You'll see, in less than two weeks, the guys will want to rape you.

That's great.

Okay, now, we're gonna have you climb the pole.

No, we don't have to.

For me to get a hold of this, we'd need to get to the hardware store.

Put down a deposit on a crane or a freight lift.

Come on, angel.

Take your right hand... Come here.

Put it high up there.

Good. Higher. I need to see some skin.

Meaning?

Your skin, against the pole, to get a good grip.

Right hand here.

-Leg here? -Your hand.

Good, jump up, there we go!

Good! It's great!

Well done, it's great!

-Good. -What the hell?

-It won't hold! -That's great!

-Sorry. -No, that's great.

-That's great. -Damn!

-Are you hurt? -No.

All good? Did you get hurt?

No, just the hair.

Don't break her. She's the only one we have.

-You okay? -Yes.

-All good. -That's great, Nour.

Keep it up.

Aren't you on a diet?

I don't care anymore.

I'll eat non-stop. Until I can roll myself around.

I'll wait for some bearded guy to take pity on me,

introduce me to his mom who'll teach me to cook,

we'll buy a fridge, and on Sundays, we'll eat couscous!

You're being ridiculous.

No, I'm serious. I'm doomed. I'll end up with an Uber driver.

-But tell us about you. -What?

We don't know if you like G-strings or briefs. Men or women?

Yeah, but...

-It's weird. You should know. -I don't know.

-Want us to help? -Sure, I don't know.

I have an idea.

Focus. First scenario.

Close your eyes. Imagine yourself.

What?

Just close your eyes.

-We're in Tulum. -Okay.

That's in Mexico. On the beach.

It's super hot.

100 degrees.

I have Jessica Alba's boobs.

-Tits up here. -And Jennifer Lopez's ass.

-Round. -You can hear the waves.

Seagulls.

Find some waves on YouTube.

Okay. Fine sandy beach. Close your eyes.

I'm gonna have to take my bikini off.

So I unclip it.

I twirl it around and you're watching my bikini spinning in the air.

I tie you up.

I tie you up real good. Tight, as if you were in a Soviet gulag.

I take the bottom off,

the only logical next step.

And now, I spank your ass. That slaps real good.

It slaps just right.

I've never seen an ass spanked so good.

Slap that ass.

Order up!

-What's going on? -It's my daughter.

If you heard her.

Sodom and Gomorrah.

No way. Where is she?

At home.

Telling sex stories.

-To who? -I don't know!

She's making loud noises.

This is just like that TV report I saw on webcam girls.

Internet sex.

Internet sex.

This is my daughter you're talking about.

I know.

Want me to keep an eye on her?

Okay.

-Final scenario. -Okay.

You're at work.

And I... Close your eyes!

I'm a guy.

-Handsome. -Very handsome.

Charming, a good guy.

Very muscular, you see?

Muscles you've never seen before. As hard as rock.

We see each other every day. We're at work, okay?

You guys often talk in the mornings. He's wearing a blue polo shirt. Navy.

He leans in to see what you're doing.

Talks about numbers, spreadsheets...

Is that driving you crazy?

-I don't know. -You need to know. He has to.

You've been stammering the whole time.

You need to know, or one day, you'll wake up

next to a big dance pole, on top of the teacher,

her ass under your head,

nothing'll makes sense, and the guy you like

will be laughing at you, so you gotta know!

-Are you okay? -Yeah.

-Yes. -Are you doing pole dancing?

Yes. I tried pole dancing.

And for like two seconds, I saw an opening.

It was just a tiny opening.

But I liked it.

For 10 minutes, I thought, "You too you're allowed

"some debauchery, to be bawdy, to have a libido and all that.

"Girly stuff. You're allowed to flirt at a bar too."

Anyway, I'm tired.

Can you get us towels?

What are you doing here?

Free introduction to pole dancing class.

Come on, let's go.

-Come on. -No, seriously.

I'm serious. This is my job.

People know me here.

Come on!

This is so embarrassing!

Come on, it's free!

I don't know what to tell you. I'm at a loss.

What's up, bella?

What's up?

-I'm working real hard on the accounts. -Let me see.

Yeah, all these numbers...

You're a genius.

And you understand all that?

'Cause I don't understand anything. I'd be completely lost.

Really. You're very smart.

Thanks.

We're going to work, okay?

I need to get back to work, too.

I can't just leave you like that. It reminds me of my own failure.

I've seen too many girls like you in Fresnes.

Fresnes?

Like, the town of Fresnes or the prison...

Give me two hours.

Two. You're on your break.

I'm taking you to the Lotus.

Come on.

What's the Lotus? A Vietnamese restaurant?

-Hi. -What's up, Coco?

-It's four. -I'm not eating here.

No way.

This is my protégée, Nour. Nour, Coco. Coco, Nour.

-Hi. -Do I get a kiss?

Sure.

-Come on. -Go on in.

I danced here for 15 years.

I still hold the record for biggest tip.

16,000 Francs.

So, I've checked, and none of them are going to heaven.

-They don't want to. -Be honest,

how do you feel when you see this?

Honestly?

Acid reflux. That's what I feel.

Not kidding.

They're practicing for Open Pole Night.

Look, you've got a bit of everything here.

Okay, that one works here at night,

so she's a bit more advanced, but that one...

she's a banker, and a mom.

And coming here has saved her marriage. It's better than ever.

Sorry, I got lost in the story of that stain.

-Stains, actually. Cool. -Okay.

Look at Marie. That's beautiful.

She offers up her butt,

tilts her pelvis and, boom, human chair.

And she only comes here occasionally.

Okay, that's kinda cool. To be honest, I kinda want to dance with her.

Like we practiced together, put on a bathing suit,

and get on stage with her.

Really, honey?

No, Sissi, of course not.

It's 2:00. People across France are still digesting lunch.

What's your plan with me? Use simple words, so I get it.

I want you to watch.

You'd have to forget their asses are hanging out.

That's a little hard to forget.

Just like her!

Unbelievable! She's spinning and pregnant.

She's pregnant

and wearing a G-string.

Her! Look at her.

She's so proud, look! So artistic.

-Shut your mouth. You're drooling. -No, I'm not.

She started two months ago.

Really?

Ladies!

This is Nour. My new protégée.

-Hi, Nour. -Hi!

-Welcome. -Come on, girls.

-What's your size? -Size of what?

-Your shoe size. -Size 8.

Hi, Nour.

It's great here, you'll see.

Sissi? You're taking forever.

Okay. I see where you're going with this.

If you want to give me a present, you can get me...

I'll take this screen. It's nice, it's bamboo.

Look at me. I feel like you want to try, but you're too scared.

So take this,

you can practice at home, away from prying eyes,

and when you feel more comfortable, come back to me. I'll be here.

I'll be waiting.

Don't forget to eat though, 'cause it could take a while.

I just got it.

Wait. Sissi?

-A strip club? -Yeah.

Was she alone there?

With an instructor.

-My daughter? -The instructor was a bit skanky,

like the girls you ignore. It's the eyes.

Reeks of sex when she talks.

Her mouth, and her breasts...

-My girl? -Yes, a tall brunette.

Why would she do that?

She has a steady job.

Easy cash, I'm telling you.

I saw that on a TV report. That's all the kids want.

She wants a father figure. All my life, I tried to protect her!

My girl!

Excuse me.

One hundred-euro tip, my ass.

That hurts.

Hi. How are you?

Good, thanks. So, I'm just returning the pole.

It's just in the way.

Like, really in the way.

Me, and subway line 3.

Have you tried, at least?

Yes. But there was no spark between us, that special thing.

It's not the pole, it's me. It deserves better.

What did you try exactly?

I tried this.

I'll show you. I tried this.

I got that.

I swear, I got it. That, I got too.

Good.

I dropped the coat. The sensual walk.

-Perfecto. -Good!

My walk is top notch.

There, I sat down quite well.

All the touching, I got that down.

And then, from there...

-I couldn't get it. Nothing. -Of course not, that's too advanced!

No one sells a kilo on their first day.

Listen to me. Here, sit.

First, you're the lookout.

Then you're entrusted with minding the drugs.

Then you start selling, and you sell a hundred grams,

then a bar, and only then do you deal your first kilo.

And if you do well, you might start smuggling.

But there are steps.

Learn the basics.

Look at this move, honey.

If we practice, you'll get it, I promise.

I don't feel it. It's very sweet...

-I'm gonna go. Thank you. -If you give up...

it could become a habit. Never give up.

-Simone de Beauvoir? -Michael Jordan.

-Really? -Look, nobody cares about your ass.

Flexibility comes from there, angel.

You see?

You're stubborn. You won't let this go.

Come with me, I need to talk to you.

So?

I get it now.

I get it. You see me wearing my hoodies, in my hats and tracksuits.

I'm not like you, I'm not...

How can I put this?

There'll never be anything between us.

-Never. -Oh, I see!

Do you get it?

Can't we be friends, like sisters?

-Maybe like nuns... -Shut up, angel!

Show me the move again, I'll explain.

-You won't... -No!

Do you have to be so close?

You have powder?

-For what? -A good grip.

-No. -Old school, then.

Okay.

Okay. You see?

-Yeah. -All right.

Okay. We have work to do.

Try again?

Half a turn and bend.

-Amazing! It's... -Your turn.

Let's go. Here. And you let go.

Easy.

Yeah!

You're ready for Open Pole Night!

Well done!

So...

I'm going this way.

Me, this way.

-It was nice, wasn't it? -Yeah, it was.

By the way...

How much do I owe you for the private lesson?

-How much do you charge? -Forget it.

You're my challenge.

Okay.

I like you.

-That's all. -That's nice.

And I don't want to play scissors with you.

Scissors?

Okay.

Thank you so much. It means a lot to me.

Nobody has ever done that for me.

You're too sweet.

Okay...

See you tomorrow?

Yeah, see you tomorrow. Sure.

Bye. It's a little...

Don't forget to show your mom!

Yeah, sure. I'll show my mom.

-Number three, your voice, so he listens. -He listens.

Control your voice.

Control my voice.

Move as slowly as you can. It's never too slow.

Move your hands any way you like.

Again. Let it sink in.

Good.

Bat your lashes very slowly.

Good.

-Really? -Yeah.

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Give me 10, please.

Come on. I'll watch.

Yeah, me too, I...

I feel lighter, looser. I don't know why.

I feel good. What about you?

Okay.

-I want you to feel good, Michelle. -Nour.

-How are you? -I'm fine.

-And you? -Good.

I wanted to ask you. Would you like to have dinner with me tonight?

Dinner?

-Tonight? -Yes. If you can make it.

-I can't tonight. -Okay.

Tomorrow?

Tomorrow you can?

-Yeah. -Really?

Let me check my calendar... Okay.

I'm so happy. I'm gonna take you to this great Italian place, Al Dente.

-I like pasta. -Awesome.

-What's that? Smile again. -What?

That's funny.

Wow.

I like that dimple. It's beautiful.

It's really nice.

Incredible.

So... I'll see you tomorrow.

Okay? See you then, principessa.

He fingered my dimple.

Did you see that? I can't feel my cheek.

Can I have a towel?

Sure. Why just one? Take two, three, eight, twelve. All of them.

Thank you.

He fingered my... He called me "principessa."

I'm gonna go chill in the sauna. Can you cover for me?

I should buy a trikini. I want one. All my life, I've wanted one.

Today's the big day. D-Day.

Sorry, Michelle.

When you start talking like that, you need to keep that for your village.

I got nothing.

Come on, guys, get moving! We have two more moves to do.

Do you know how much that TV costs?

A thousand euros?

More.

Fifteen hundred?

This isn't The Price is Right.

Watch it, you're on probation.

She knows that?

I just wanted to know if you're nearly done.

-Hello. -Hello, excuse me.

Well, we're on it.

We're just finalizing the finishing touches.

-Great. -Yeah, sure.

Akim, make sure to take care of the gentleman's personal effects.

We're gonna get on it.

Get some bubble wrap.

We have to protect the...

-Bubble wrap for the remote? -Yes.

I wanted to know...

Are the boxes of clothes already downstairs? I need a jacket.

-What? -The boxes of clothes? I need a jacket.

Your clothes, yes.

But we couldn't find your wife's clothes.

I'm not married.

-Really? -No.

Just like me. No wife, no kid. That's incredible.

-Really? -We have so much in common.

We could discuss this over a drink.

Is this okay?

Seriously?

Look at that, I'm a badass.

AXELLE - NOUR AND I HAVE DATES DO YOU?

By the way, I wanted to ask you...

I...

It's an easy question, really...

Yes?

Dinner?

I'd love to.

When?

It's open!

-So... -We have dates!

Come on!

His stuff is here.

-Cool. -He can watch some Peppa Pig.

No, I wanted to show him some true crime. Hard core.

Great. How do I look?

It's well beyond most people's expectations.

-Wish me luck. -Make me proud.

Do what you gotta do.

Good night, sweetheart!

Okay, watch your Aunt Nour. No one has ever seen this before.

You're the first.

Aunt Nour, queen of the night, huh?

Check this out.

What do you think?

-Are you kidding me? -No, wait.

-He's still awake? -What are you doing here?

-No, he's not sleeping. -Baby.

-We were asleep 10 minutes ago. -Why aren't you sleeping?

-He was asleep. -No, he wasn't.

-He was, five minutes ago! -He's playing you.

-Not cool. What did he watch? -Nothing.

Go to sleep.

-What are you doing here? Was it bad? -No, it was great.

He's at my place.

Why did you leave?

I don't know.

I didn't know what to say. I was feeling vulnerable.

I said you had an incurable disease. He didn't buy it.

-Obviously. -I'll never see him again, I think.

And besides, he would've bailed.

I have a kid and I make more money than him.

He would've bailed, for sure.

It's hopeless.

Go to sleep now.

I still have hope for you, Pablo Escobar.

Sleepy time.

It's time to sleep.

He was sleeping.

He was.

-Want me to swear? -Go on.

-On my mom's life. -Okay, fine.

Axelle, it's me.

About last night. Just tell the guy.

Tell him you have a kid. There's no shame.

If he likes you, it won't matter.

I love you, sis. I love you very much.

About dinner tonight... How can I put this?

Remember when we were making fun of girls who had butterflies in their stomach?

I think I have butterflies in mine. It's so weird.

This is weird. Last time I felt this...

It was for the World Cup finale.

I feel half excited, half nervous.

I can't wait and I'm scared.

What's "nude"? Like "natural?"

-Yes. -I want the complete opposite.

-I want glitter. -Okay.

You have an amazing complexion.

That makes a total of 242 euros, please.

Okay, so, I won't take the box sets.

So you don't want these. No box sets?

That's right, no box sets.

That makes a total of 80 euros.

I'll take just this.

-Just this? -Yes.

These I have already.

Of course.

It's too much.

Start in the center and work your way out.

-Here. -Like that.

And then you...

To spread it.

And you can't go looking like Jason Momoa.

I look like him?

Check this out.

-Bet Jason Momoa doesn't do this. -Look.

"Can I make it up to you tonight?" "Can't, I'll be with my son."

"Tomorrow..." See, quick reply. Didn't even need to think about it.

No, "What? A son?"

You see? I like him. He's cool.

I feel like he's a real man.

-Thank you. -Thank you.

We have to get rid of that peach fuzz, it's too much.

I'm working on it. I bought all the tools I could find.

Okay, say something sexy. With a rough, raspy voice.

Like something sexual?

-Something dirty? -Yes.

Guys like mysterious voices. But make it hoarse.

Do it.

-Excuse us. -Sorry.

Hi, I'm Shana.

Wow.

Hi, I'm Shana. Wanna meet a tigress near you?

Send "KITTY" to 81212.

-Scary, huh? -A little unnerving.

That's not it.

Is this what you're gonna wear?

-What is this shit? -Yes.

I like it. It's "casual chic."

No, it's "casual shit."

No. That's mean.

You can't wear this.

-Let me try it on... -No! You can't.

I... We'll find something.

Take a break. Watching you is exhausting.

-Sorry. -I got it.

Well, well...

I got everything. I emptied the laundry basket.

I wore it when I was pregnant.

I picked up a lot of guys.

Like, a lot.

You were pregnant...

You still had intercourse... Didn't the amniotic fluid stop you...

It was non-stop when I was pregnant.

My hormones were on fire.

No judging. I don't know what got into me.

-So, we're sure about the jacket? -Yes.

Yes. It's vintage.

And what about the lips?

Isn't it too much like... Like Ariana Grande boosted with cortisone.

Well...

You look pretty.

She does.

I've been waiting this for 20 years.

But being a girl is hard.

My nails won't stick. I lost one. It's overwhelming.

By the way, what do I do? For my date?

Where are you going?

I panicked, I told him to surprise me.

-That's a good thing! -Sure.

-Really? -Yeah, now you're cool.

-Cool. -Come on, get a move on.

-Make me proud. -Let's do this.

-I'm gonna French kiss his face off. -Do it right.

-Hello. -Hello.

-For Liu? -No, for Nour.

-Hi, Nour? -Yes.

Hello.

Nour, are you okay?

-Yes. -What's up?

-Oh, it's just... -You okay?

Got a tickle in my throat.

You're...

You're... You're beautiful.

-Thank you. You too... -I went to a tanning salon.

That's the place.

Shall we?

Nour, baby, it's Mom.

Nour?

What is this?

She's a hooker.

My daughter's a hooker.

Are you okay?

The suspense.

-I get that. -Good evening.

-Hello. -What can I get you?

Well... Yes...

-Yeah? -Yes.

It's not easy.

So, I...

I'll have the penne...

arrabiata, without the arrabiata.

-So, plain pasta then? -Yes, exactly.

What about you?

Surprise me.

Well, okay, then.

A surprise.

Thank you.

You caught me off-guard. That was very cool.

Are you okay?

Yes, I'm fine.

You don't like this?

Of course I do. I like this one.

Would you like to go somewhere?

Go where?

Anywhere. In that corner there...

No? Or a back room.

Or a bathroom. That's kind of a back room.

-It's better, for the first time... -Yes, sure.

Maybe. I don't know.

Or maybe you prefer the park?

Let's get some air.

-Really? -Yeah.

You'll feel better. Come on.

If you want...

Do you like it?

When I get home,

I take 10 eggs out of the fridge,

and put 'em in a shaker.

I only eat the whites, but...

I add a bit of sugar.

I love the yolks. Just the yolks.

But that's where the fat is.

I have something to tell you.

What is it? What?

It has to stay between you and me.

Sure, tell me.

Fine.

I think that you and I...

Yes?

We belong together.

I'm opening my own gym.

The No Pain, No Gain.

And I've always thought of you...

to work at the from desk.

I think that with your spreadsheets skills,

and my abs skills...

we'd be a great team.

Really.

I'm telling you, I can only envision doing this with you, so, please...

I've never done this before.

Please say yes. Please.

Sorry, just...

Just to be clear, you're offering me a work contract?

No, I'd like you to be my business partner.

Is something wrong?

No, I'm fine. I couldn't be any better.

So, I'll think about it, but what would you and I do together hand in hand?

We'd make a great team!

It took me four hours to get ready.

I'm wearing earrings.

I got my hair done.

Candles, wine, pouring the wine,

pulling out the chair, holding doors. Not for me.

I've never known tenderness.

I don't know what it's like.

Having my hair stroked.

Someone to hold my hand.

No, I don't deserve it.

Others have a right to those things, but not me.

Nour, I don't understand.

This was the best night of my life. Amazing.

-Thank you. -Nour!

Nour, I don't understand!

I think there's been a misunderstanding.

Is that a "no" then?

I don't feel a thing.

Well, thank you.

No, it's not you.

I'm a virgin when it comes to kissing.

-I see. -I thought it would be more...

More?

But, actually... It's weird.

You're not gay?

Yes, I am.

I mean, no. I don't know.

You don't like women?

Well, actually, they don't like me.

Maybe we should just try again.

Sorry to tell you, but you might be straight.

-Damn it! -Yes.

You think so?

I don't know.

We all have a feminine side. We just have to own it.

It's normal.

-Are you saying this to hook up with me? -No.

That guy is so small!

Insignificant.

You're so out of his league.

I promise. Where are the real men?

You know, the tough men with real balls?

Wait, check out the waiter over there.

With his little hands.

I'd break him.

Honestly, don't let it get to you.

It's like a failed heist. You need to plan a new one ASAP.

Don't give up. Keep the adrenaline flowing.

I'll need to see your criminal record at some point.

Don't change the subject.

Check out that guy.

The one with the fish scales. He's all alone.

Go get him!

No way.

You're not leaving until you get at least one number. Or two.

Hey, what's up?

Do you remember me?

At the gym, the delivery. The...

It was spaghetti carbonara, wasn't it?

Oh, yes, sorry. It was bolognese.

Can I join you?

Sure, if you stay there, be my guest.

How's your delivery guy party going?

What are you talking about?

Gas prices have gone up.

Expensive.

You never stop.

Can I buy you a drink?

In your dreams. I'm buying.

-That's cool. -But lose the windbreaker.

Sure.

-Not "pole dance," it's "pole dancing." -Right.

I wanted to try something new.

My real passion is soccer.

-Oh, I see. -Yeah, I almost turned pro.

-Really? -Actually, soccer and accounting.

-Accounting? -Yes, it's my guilty pleasure.

I go crazy when I see a calculator. Crazy! I...

I manage everything at the gym.

So you... Your life is so cool.

And I have a steady job and unlimited access to the machines.

-All mine. -You know what?

What are you doing with my phone?

I'm adding the number of the sexiest guy in the club.

Available 24/7.

Wait, is this a joke?

No, let's get dinner tomorrow or later...

-You think this is funny? -Not at all.

I think you're cool. What's wrong?

Maybe you want me to join your company,

or maybe you want some kind of business partnership.

I could be your associate. We can split the business 50-50?

-Are you serious? -Bye.

What are you doing here?

I started working as a prostitute when I was young.

At first for pleasure, but then, it became a living hell.

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I got out thanks to my mother.

She helped me, supported me.

She saved me. The hardest part was quitting drugs.

I was addicted, but...

Wait, I don't understand.

-You think I'm a hooker? -Don't lie to me.

I found everything. Your browser history. All the cookies.

The pool dance.

How to arouse a man.

Striptease tutorial, Islam and pool dance, pool dance during Ramadan.

So, you went through my things.

You've been up here going through my stuff?

Why are you doing this?

I don't know. Maybe because I'm tired of being humiliated.

Maybe to find balance. To be a real woman, finally.

But you are a real woman!

You don't need to sell your body.

I'm not.

Why don't you get it? It's mindboggling how you never get it.

You don't get it. You don't know who I am.

Sticking your nose everywhere, going through my stuff.

You don't know my heart.

You're toxic. You're bad for me.

You don't support me or trust me. You're always watching me.

All you're good for is filling me up with your greasy food, stuffing me.

Does it make you happy? Fine, search away.

I'm leaving. That's it. I'm done.

Good!

Straight. There you go.

Here.

I came to return your things. There you go. Thank you.

-You don't want to train with us? -No, honestly, no.

-But can I sit and watch you guys? -Yes.

Yeah?

What about Open Pole Night?

No.

But you promised.

-Promised what? -To continue.

-I promised to come to class. -What did Michael Jordan say?

-Never... -Give up.

Check this out.

-You can do that. -Yes...

-We practiced it. -Arms...

-And the other one. -Yeah.

Come with us!

You're so good!

You're better at it!

-No, I'm good. -You can't just abandon us.

No, really. I'm done.

-We worked on it together. -But now...

Come on.

-We'll see. -Okay, we'll see.

We'll see.

IT'S OIL FREE!

IT'S NOT AS GOOD

Nour!

I just wanted to check on you, Nour.

I just want to check on you.

It's Farid.

See how you're doing.

Nour...

I've been neglecting you. I neglected you.

I neglected you.

I wanted to be the guy who dated girls who were out of his league,

but you and I, we belong together.

We belong together, it's obvious.

We get along, we complete and respect each other.

We're partners. Who's better at FIFA?

-No one. -Right! Why is that?

Because we're so good, we're partners. Right?

All this 'cause I wanted to date girls better than you.

I mean, physically, okay?

It's not... You're enough for me.

Look at how pretty you are.

It's enough.

-It's enough, I'm crazy. -"Enough"?

-Yeah, it's enough. -Right, it's enough.

Now it feels like home.

-See? -You're not dating that girl?

She led me on, Nour.

-Really? -I wasn't myself, you'd have been shocked.

I'd pick her up,

drive her home, to the gym.

I'd even buy her dinner. Me!

-No way. -And for what?

The bitch was seeing another guy the whole time.

So, you were kind of like her lackey.

-Why are you insulting me? -I'm not.

You are. I declare my love and you...

I wouldn't use that term.

You didn't really... Wait, is that what you think?

Of course. I declared my love. I opened my heart.

I see.

While what that bitch did, that was disrespectful!

-Yeah. -No... It was humiliating.

Humiliating, yes. That's what it was.

Are you crying?

Farid?

Farid?

You're not sleeping here.

Get up.

Come on.

-I'm so glad. -You'll be better over there.

It's you...

I love you.

Let's go.

-Hey! -Wait, hold on.

-What's up? -I thought you weren't speaking to us.

-I wasn't speaking to you. -And now, you're back?

It's complicated. Wait. I have to show you something.

You're gonna love it. Look who's on my doorstep. There!

Surprise!

There you go!

Are you back together?

You think I want that?

Look at him, he looks like a big oaf. An oaf with an apple-eating girlfriend.

Is he dead?

No, he's dead drunk. It's not exactly the same.

He's completely wasted.

Did you throw him out?

I did, yes.

I kicked him out.

-Hold on a second. -Finally!

I kicked him out.

Put some ice in his pants. I love that. I'm coming over.

No. Not right now.

There's something I need to do.

I'll send you an address and I'll see you there tonight.

-Okay. -See you.

See you later.

Do you see anything?

I don't see much lately. I'm old.

It's not like before.

Me too. Everything's blurry right now.

Not great.

You smoke?

Yes, I do. I smoke.

And I drink sometimes.

I almost got liposuction.

That's my life, you see...

Come out for a smoke.

No, I'll stay here.

It'd be nice if you came with me.

Come with me, Mom. Please.

-Where are we going? -You'll see. Just enjoy.

Here.

Where are we going?

Just go with it.

-Let's go! -Oh, God!

I want to show you something.

I did some research.

The pool dance is gonna be at the Olympics.

If my daughter does an Olympic sport, I'll be so proud.

Just so you know, it's "pole dancing," not "pool dance."

-Paul dancing. -Yes, that's it.

Like Paul Mc Cartney Paul Newman... All the Pauls.

-North Paul. -Totem Paul.

OPEN POLE NIGHT

-Sorry, can I come in? I need to pee. -Go ahead.

Thank you.

Hello. I'm here for the show.

It's... One of my friends is performing.

Yes, I'm kinda early.

This is Open Pole Night?

Nour?

Yes?

Sorry, I must be in the wrong place.

No.

Are you staying or leaving?

Well, I'm gonna go. I...

-I'm off. -Yes, it's that way.

Would you like to have a drink with me after the...

After the show?

You're sweet. You're so cute, really.

-But... -It's okay, I get it.

Have you ever gone with a smaller man?

No, I haven't.

'Cause, honestly, it's worth a try.

You know, they say opposites attract.

Like yin and yang, or oxymorons. Oxymorons are cool.

-Do you like poetry? -Love it.

Oh, yeah? So...

So, is that a yes? Maybe?

Maybe.

Okay, great.

-So, I'm gonna go now. -Okay.

With a "maybe."

I'm so nervous.

It's gonna be okay, Nour.

-Are you okay? -So much pressure. I'm nervous.

-Hi. -Excuse me.

I was struggling with Call of Duty.

And my dog had to pee.

-Hi, finally! -Hold on a second.

-Just wait, sorry. -Sure.

-Can I talk to you? -Of course. What's up?

Well, my mother is here. See?

-The woman... -That's great.

She's sitting in the audience.

Remember when I came to you the first time,

-'cause I needed help for my mom? -Of course.

It wasn't for my mother.

-It was for me. -Yes.

I got that.

You did, great.

-Come on. -I mean...

I'm not that...

No, I just wanted to be sure...

You don't want me to say anything.

No, never.

I won't say a word. Why aren't you dressed?

I am.

You are? Okay, fine, so let's go.

-Is there something wrong? -Ladies, get ready.

If you're ready, go up the stairs.

When the lights go out, everyone to their pole.

-Are you okay? -Yes.

It's gonna be great.

This is an Olympic sport?

Come on, that's not pole dance dancing!

It is, Mom! It's pole dancing. It's my style of pole dancing.

If I want to dance, I do it.

I'm doing what I want!

That was great.

-Really? -Yes.

-I liked it. -You were the best.

Beautiful.

-I love it. -Very interesting.

And the twerking, girl. That was so cool.

Excuse me.

You were incredible!

-You're here. -Yes.

I went by your gym and they said you'd be here.

-Cool. Who? -Yes, it's...

I didn't get everything.

Yeah, that's Michelle.

Okay.

And...

What is it?

Nothing. I'm happy to see you.

You were really good on stage.

You were so beautiful.

So, you like me?

Well, yeah.

And you like this too?

Well, yeah, I do.

Wait, you know what? Give me your number.

I lost it. And my mom's here.

It's hot in here.

-Let's get some air. -Yes.

Look. He looks just like Christian Clavier.

There you go.

-So, you'll call me? -Yes, I...

I'll call you.

-You will? -Promise.

Okay.

What is it?

Just a little one, to see...

See how it feels?

I'll go then?

Damn.

Bye.

What are you doing there? Come here.

Okay.

No, throw it away. We don't care.

And this too.

Doesn't that feel good?

Feels good, right?

Flexibility. It's in your head.

Superviseur Créatif Anouch Danielian