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RENNES BOOK FAIR

Elsa, don't forget the Ouest France journalist.

Elsa!

Great book, such imagination. I loved it.

Which room you in? -I won't be long.

It's so personal. -Let's go.

I love your work.

Thank you.

It's Freud meets Ricky Gervais.

I'd like to think so.

It's great! -Write that, then.

It's a hit.

A hit. -A hit.

There he is!

Pierre!

Good work! -Thanks.

Elsa, my great friend, Pierre.

Hello, delighted. Elsa.

I know. Delighted, too.

As fellow dope lovers, you'll have lots to talk about.

I hope I've got other qualities.

I'm fine with that.

Really? -Sure!

Well...

Maybe you've got some cigarette papers?

Seriously? I do, in fact.

If you've got anything to smoke...

None left.

Either we empty a ciggie and look like a pair of eternal teens,

or leave it there. -No!

We can't just leave it there, can we?

Alright.

I'll go and find some.

Not easy with this crowd.

Nothing ventured,

nothing ventured...

See you later. -OK.

QUANTUM LOVE

Well?

Are we the only old pot heads here?

The kids call it puff now.

You got kids? -Yeah.

I bet I've got more than you. -You reckon?

On three? -On three!

Ready?

1, 2, 3!

Shit, the dope.

Hold on...

Where is it? -No, that's the tobacco.

There's a little bit.

A tiny bit.

What's up?

Nothing, chief.

Did I make a joke, or are you stoned?

No.

Not at all.

We didn't find any papers.

You look guilty. -What?

I know you're lying to me.

Get you!

He's totally...

paranoid.

There's tobacco in your hair.

There.

That's sweet, there's...

a touch of sadness in your eyes when you laugh. It's beautiful.

Got a light?

What do you want?

Elsa, please, I hardly saw you tonight.

What did we agree last time, Hugo?

Please, Elsa, one minute. I'm cute.

No, I swear, I can't find another girl.

Come off it.

You think you're so smart, screwing an older lady.

What's the problem? We have great sex,

we have a laugh,

we're both writers,

I'm sorry, we're a perfect couple.

Nice oxymoron.

You're a drag when you're down. And you're burning me.

No, I'm a realist.

It's a lovely day.

Oh, great.

No, it was good.

I was pleased, the case went well.

Then I went to the party.

Julien's. Yeah, he invited me.

It was to launch a book

by Elsa Santorini.

No, it wasn't a bore. On the contrary, I had fun.

She's great.

She is, she's great.

She's funny, she's cool,

she's laid back. No, I swear, you'd like her.

She could be your new best friend. No shit.

What?

Wait, I'll put her on.

She wants to thank you, cos I'm so good in bed.

It's true, that's partly down to you.

Take it easy! I'm kidding.

You're the only person I can talk to

when I'm flushing.

That's a compliment.

Yes it is.

You know, my pal Pierre loved you.

Oh, yeah?

He's really...

nice.

That's why he's my friend. -And why Rennes?

He was defending a guy in an awful case,

triple murder, wife, kids.

A lawyer?

A top criminal lawyer.

Is he married?

Has been for 15 years.

Shame...

And he's very happy.

Good for him.

His wife's an old friend.

Take it easy.

You know what I'm like.

Exactly.

What do I always say about married men?

Married man, no cock.

That's it. Married men are not my thing.

Just as well.

I respect women too much to sleep with their husbands.

You look great. Is that for me?

I get it. -Get what?

Trying to throw me off the scent...

What scent?

The scent of "I met this great writer,

"Elsa Santorini."

I thought you'd be glad since you like her books.

I'm delighted!

Do you really think if something happened with her,

I'd tell you about it like that? Seriously?

How come I'm never allowed to feel jealous?

Because I'm your husband.

Nicely done.

Shall we eat Italian?

Hey, gorgeous. -Hi.

They're over there.

Sorry, the train was late. A sheep threw itself on the line.

Suicide? -A sheep?

Animals don't commit suicide.

They do!

Some guy yells at you all day, you'd do it.

Same as mothers.

She can't take any more.

"No species commits suicide besides man.

"Certain animals let themselves die of hunger,

"a sign of depression."

See? Like a mother on a diet.

Stop letting yourself be treated like a goat.

Well, divorce! Change guys!

If I divorced, it wouldn't be to change guys,

but for peace. And he could have custody.

Oh, come on.

Then I promise you,

I'd eat Raiders watching...

Twix! Raiders no longer exist.

No one could tell me to stop eating crap

and watching crap. I'd be in peace.

You'd not last 2 weeks.

Not even one!

Really?

Honestly, I wouldn't miss men.

I promise you.

Anyway, they only think of 3 things. Sex, money...

2 things, in fact.

Sometimes I love sinking into the arms of a man

who smells of bitter orange.

You've met someone, haven't you?

Of course! You've met someone.

Bitter orange, that's very specific.

"My dark love of bitter orange, my song of wind."

Aragon, to his wife, Elsa.

Oh, excuse us!

I worked hard to have a fabulous life,

and that's what I've got.

My friends, my kids, my job. But still,

it's sad at times not to share that with a man you love,

and who loves you.

People flock to be kissed by Amma, the mother.

The hug shows maternal love.

Eric, have I ever been late? Well, then...

Stay calm. If I say out front in 10 minutes, I'll be there.

Come on.

Hi darling! I'm leaving in 4 minutes.

So...

I hope you're in the elevator.

Now...

You look handsome. -Really?

Know why? -No.

Cos I'm the papa of the world's most handsome boy!

That's all.

Eat up.

Are you going out?

Yes, we're celebrating a trial we won.

Where is she?

Here I am! Sorry!

There you are! That was tight.

Did you know,

there are apps to have groceries delivered?

Does that...

I like to touch what I buy.

If you want to do the shopping, feel free!

Where are my cufflinks?

No idea.

Shit, I have to change shirt.

You look fine like that.

Shall we let Papa go out handsome?

Hola, Miguel! Qué tal?

Muy bien! Y Usted?

Si!

How's the Spanish going?

We owe him 20 euros.

Ask Mom, I don't have time.

You never have time.

Don't start with that.

It's OK. I got it. You go eat.

I said 10 minutes 5 minutes ago.

Give me a break,

I'll be there.

5 minutes, I said!

Out again?

Yes, it's Caro's birthday.

Can you take out the laundry

or it'll smell bad.

Do you think I'm your guy?

A guy'd do that?

I don't know.

You're misogynist to men.

Yeah, sure.

Anyway, learn to speak French first.

I don't know the word.

It's misandry, but guess what? It's never used.

What's up with you?

I'd like it if you weren't on my case all the time.

I'm not a dog.

No, but you're a minor who lives with me, dependent on me...

In short, your slave.

And who, once in a while, could help her mom

who works her ass off for your needs.

Why's it always about money?

Why can't you chill out?

You're a drag!

Happy birthday!

It's great to see you.

You, too. -What's the event?

A friend's birthday. What about you?

I'm here with my associate. We won a case.

It's so great to see you.

It's funny. -What do you want?

Pardon?

To drink.

Water.

No!

It's better for both of us!

Damn, I'm dressed exactly the same

as the last time we met.

I lost the cufflinks for my other shirt.

We can say anything, right?

Did you think, has that poor guy only got one suit?

No. -No?

Well, yes, for a split second.

But I also thought that man has real class.

Really?

If we're being open, yes.

I'm not hitting on you.

Nor am I.

My one taboo is married men.

Well, tell me about yourself. Have you got a guy?

I know you got kids.

But what are you into?

I want to know everything.

Well, I just broke up. In Rennes, actually.

With a guy. A young guy.

Young? How old?

25.

No kidding!

Only boys go for me. Go figure.

Because you scare the rest.

I'm really into you. It's nuts.

It's insane.

Lucky we're not flirting.

We're not. I'm really not looking for anything.

I've got a wife, I'm faithful, but you...

You're...

Your wife's a lucky woman. I hope she knows.

I'm not so sure.

There you are!

I've been looking for ages. Guess what? I kissed my son's friend!

It's gross. My God, they're keen at that age!

This is Pierre.

The guy from Rennes!

Exactly, the guy from Rennes.

We're going to do the candles.

I told them I'd met this amazing man, but...

But?

It's the pits, I'm 40!

Thank you.

You OK? Who's that?

Someone I met.

Really gorgeous.

A real stunner.

That's bad.

It's really bad.

We could share a taxi.

Believe me, it's better for both of us if we don't.

Do you know what the worst thing is?

No.

That you smell of bitter orange.

You know that scent?

I don't know what frightens me more,

seeing you again,

or never seeing you again.

For me, it's both.

So we won't swap numbers.

Sorry? -Phone numbers.

There's no point, right?

We didn't exchange numbers.

I've just got in

and you're already on my case!

Divorce Court

Solal versus Solal.

We won't swap numbers?

It'll be simpler.

Right?

It's a bummer, but it's simpler.

I like you.

Come on, sweetie, come along.

It's alright.

You OK, Papa?

Yes, I'm fine.

You there?

- Yeah. U? -Yeah. What u up 2?

Nothing special.

Why'd u say we were serious, then split?

I wanted to do a girl and u said yes 1st.

So I'm a fill-in? Fuck you!

- Chillax! -Sure, loser.

What the hell?

In fact, u got bad breath.

Hey, sweetie! - Mama!

You're up late. What time is it there?

I don't know, 3am.

I was reading your sister's Facebook.

- Snooping again? - It was on my computer!

- Sure. - You well?

- Are you drunk? - No way!

Why, do I seem drunk?

- You seem something. - How do I seem?

I dunno. Excited.

Could you not smoke when we talk on Skype?

- Does it get in your eyes? - I don't like to see it.

- Don't worry, I only smoke on Skype. - OK.

So, how's life in Boston? Not too cold?

You need anything?

No, I'm fine. But...

maybe you should go to bed?

I guess.

But I promise you, everything's fine. Just fine.

- Bye, Mama. Miss you. - Me too. Love you.

Ciao, my sweet. - Big kiss. Bye.

Everything's just fine.

Do Hector.

Not this morning, pumpkin.

I won't eat my brekkie.

I don't care. It's you that'll go hungry.

Hector! Hector!

Yes?

What do you want, Benjy? You OK?

Yes. Sleep well, Hector?

Hector had a little drinkie.

Hector drank a bit of grape juice.

Quite a lot of grape juice.

Want some? -Thanks.

But first, Hector wants a kiss.

He wants a hug.

More!

Was it fun? You were back late. Who was there?

The usual crowd, you know.

Eric was there, Fred, no one special.

No, really nothing special, Madame.

She's my mama!

She's my wife.

She's my mama! -Fighting over me now.

Whatever next!

Is that mine? -Your sister's.

Papa will do yours.

I like yours best.

Jade!

Just a sec! -I'm off!

Mama puts more Nutella on than you.

Mama's just perfect. -That's right.

Mama's perfect, end of.

Jade! I'm leaving!

Calm down!

Promise me you'll never smoke.

Am I gonna get this every morning?

Every morning.

Which one's Quentin?

Why? -No reason.

Brown hair, in khaki, there.

He's ridiculous. He looks like a dwarf.

He's not very mature.

Well, he's 13.

Even so...

You girls at the same age are much more grown up. Look.

You'd think you were twice his age.

What a jerk.

Stop insulting him!

What's got into you today?

I just feel like telling you.

OK.

You out tonight?

No. What about you?

Just kidding!

Not funny.

I better go.

Little asshole!

Men pursue this time which flows forever

You show up and my road ahead

Becomes clear

Draped round my neck

Like a vine

Like a fresh blast

The sky has cleared

Since you came along

No need for phrases or long speeches

It's all changed inside

It's all changed all around

Oh yes, Madame!

No more mornings with eyelids heavy

Weighing down like lead

My head's spinning since you came along

Oh, yeah!

Hey!

Portrait of a modern woman

I found jurisprudence

that says:

"The offense can be committed even in a private space."

Think we could use this for our case?

Yes,

but check the wording. We don't want to lose our heads.

Lose our heads?

That's an expression, right?

Well? -Well, what?

Did you screw him?

Come on! What's wrong with you?

Sorry, but when we saw you, it was obvious.

To be honest, I was sure you were done for!

He's married. -So what?

Have I ever screwed a married man?

But this guy seems great! -Yeah!

When he held me, I felt like Casper the ghost.

Invisible?

No, disintegrated.

As if the sheet over me had collapsed, like that.

Like a ghost.

That's great.

That's awful.

Yes, it's awful, but that's how it is.

You know, this isn't happening now

as if by chance.

It is. It's pure chance.

I'm perfectly happy. -Sure.

I am.

That's why you want to go to Brazil?

To change... what did you say?

Your narrow bourgeois life. Was it me who said that?

I had a life before I got married.

I've screwed my fair share of girls.

I don't want that anymore.

Go ahead, reassure yourself.

But meeting her now, your... what's her name?

Elsa. -Elsa...

is not a matter of chance.

She's knocked you sideways.

The other night in the club, I've never seen you so alive!

So what, then?

So, nothing!

What should I do? -I dunno.

I have to screw her on the sly,

then gather the family and announce I'm leaving.

Yep, Papa's in love. Deal with it!

There's a spark again when he makes love.

Come on!

Do you really think I'm such a bastard, and so dumb?

Be careful, all the same. -What?

The you who wants to go to Brazil and kiss in clubs

is not going to go away.

And there's nothing to say he's wrong.

Contrary to what you might think, today's hero

is not he who leaves his wife. It's he who stays.

What do you care about being a hero?

On that note, coffee? -Coffee.

Why don't you send him a text, like...

Like? -Give me a sec...

I don't want to screw up his life,

or mislead him by saying,

"You'd be better off with me."

Why so negative?

I'm not negative. -Why's that misleading?

Go on, tell me.

I don't want to be a mistress.

It's degrading for all concerned.

In any case, I don't have his number, so...

That's dumb.

Isn't it.

You've got her number, right?

No, I don't.

Doesn't that piss you off?

Of course!

How you going?

By scooter.

No, how you doing?

How d'you feel?

What are you, a Jewish mother?

It's just I've never seen you like this. What judge you got?

Richet. You coming with me or are you walking?

Have you got 2 helmets?

Of course. With all my extra-conjugal activity!

Very funny.

The judge will grant you the end of joint custody.

Alternate weeks is crap.

They're changing that.

But? -But nothing.

It sounded like there was a "but" coming.

For the amount of alimony, I can't promise it'll...

I just want him to face up to his responsibilities.

That would help a lot.

What would help most is if you fell in love again.

Happy now?

You just wanted the money.

If that's true, think I'd have married you?

You are kind of a whore.

Another defamatory phrase and you're finished.

Everyone should spend a week here before getting wed!

This'll do you good. It's mint.

Relax.

You're upset, it's normal, you just ended a relationship.

But I promise you, there are happy marriages.

Do you know any?

Couples in love after 15 years, who make love,

who still talk. Know any?

Of course! There are loads.

Who? Name one.

I'll have to think. -Stop, it's depressing.

Do you know a lawyer called Pierre Solal?

Yes, sure. He's the...

I know the name. He's a criminal lawyer. Why?

Nothing. It's just he reminds me of you a bit.

I'll have the case postponed.

Yes, you must.

Elsa!

What are you doing here?

But you...

I think about you all day.

I do, too.

Are you a mirage? I think of you and you appear.

Oh, Pierre...

Pierre?

Pierre? -Yes?

You OK? -Yes.

Sure?

Yes.

Maybe you need a little shot of magnesium?

Yes, maybe.

That's not a bad idea.

Did you have a good week?

Loulou! My baby!

Mom! -What?

I'm allowed to kiss you.

You're a drag. -I know.

Let me look at you. You've got dark rings.

A pal got the new FIFA, it's awesome.

They let you play that in school?

They even let you play in prison.

Listen to you, with your voice breaking!

Dinner's ready!

I'm running rings around you. I'm too good!

Where's the ref? That's a foul!

Sit up! -That's not a foul. Just a sec!

Oh my word...

Can anyone hear me?

It's important to educate kids by playing with them.

Professor Rufo says so. -OK,

I've got Marcel Rufo in my lounge. Whatever next!

Can we play 5 minutes before we put on the rubber gloves?

Like you ever put on rubber gloves.

Jade!

The ball has to move...

Jade!

Can we stop shouting at each other in this house!

If the TV wasn't full volume, maybe we could talk normally.

We've played for 10 minutes.

10 minutes' relaxation in a day when I've worked my ass off,

and queued 20 minutes at the deli,

so Madame didn't have to toil in the kitchen.

I'd point out that Madame works as much as you.

And Madame has her period.

How elegant. Bon appétit!

Very classy, Mama.

You know what?

I'll leave you to dine with Professor Rufo.

Bon appétit to you.

I'm starting, I'm hungry.

I'm waiting for Mom.

No, you'll eat. Ben, sit down!

Sit down, right now.

OK, come on.

What?

I'm sorry, I was in the wrong.

Come on, let's move on.

It's not that easy for me.

Listen, Anne, can we lighten up tonight?

We're not divorcing

so what's the point making out it's a big drama?

It's stupid!

How do you know we're not going to divorce?

I just know. I love you, you love me.

Can we not do this?

No, that's too easy.

No, it's not easy.

Don't be a pig!

You don't have to speak to each other like that.

She's always acting deprived!

You can't just do whatever you like back home.

You're not the boss!

I know we split :( but a joint gift 4 Julien?

OK. What u got in mind?

Remind me why you're boarding...

Now let me think...

To avoid seeing your rat face!

Mom, step in!

He's insulting me

and you let him cos he's hardly here.

You're just as bad.

He pinched my cheese!

Tell you 2moro. Lunch?

Give it!

Stop it!

This is stupid.

So we're playing at turning our backs, are we?

I'm tired. What do you want?

First, for you to look at me.

What are you thinking about?

What?

You're looking at me, but it's like you're elsewhere.

No. I'm looking at you.

Come here.

Shit. Buffering...

It's so annoying.

Kids, I told you not to download illegally.

It's buffering,

which means we're streaming. It's not a download.

What's the difference?

Forget it. I've told her, she never gets it.

Gimme a break.

What's going on?

The brown-haired guy,

he's in love with the little blonde.

Thing is, she's a normal human, so they can't date,

cos he's a vampire, so they just meet at night.

And what's a normal human?

I dunno. Like you.

Am I normal?

Except when you lose your keys.

Yeah, it's not my strong point.

Anyway, we all know normal girls don't exist.

That's so sexist! -What a sexist.

Well, then? -What?

Have you met someone? -No, why?

You never call me.

We broke up, right?

But you always call after 5 days.

Really, 5 days? You counted?

Maximum!

What have we got for Julien?

A signed copy of "The Red and the Black."

Not bad!

Do I get a kiss? Or just "Not bad"?

Not bad.

You're a drag. -You are. Cheat!

Come here.

Stop it!

Honey?

Where's my white shirt with the cufflinks?

I don't know.

Wear the blue one.

No, I wore that last time.

What last time?

I dunno, I just said it.

I don't want to wear the same shirt because...

Because?

Hold on, it's no big deal!

For once, I just want to wear a different shirt.

That's not a crime, is it?

What's so special about Julien's birthday?

Yeah, what do I care?

Yeah.

Anyway, here's your shirt.

Look. I told you, buttons!

Then it's this one here.

You can't look, can you?

Where's Julien's gift?

Girls, I'm not kidding.

Where's Julien's gift? -I don't know.

It was there! -What d'you get?

A copy of "The Red and the Black" signed by Stendhal.

It's why he's called Julien. -Why's that, then?

If you'd read the book, you'd know.

Chillax! You're freaking out!

Do you speak to your mom like that, Julie?

It depends.

Really?

The way you guys speak!

"Chillax" isn't a proper word! You mean "relax".

"Mom, just relax." -Whatever...

Hello?

Yes, Hugo.

No, I booked a taxi. It's better if we meet there.

I don't want to get helmet hair.

She drives me nuts.

I can't find Julien's gift.

That's it, I found it.

Great.

Hugo, don't get all heavy, OK?

When we get there, we're not a couple, OK?

See you later.

In 10 seconds, bet you she'll scream for her keys.

You're on. -OK.

10, 9,

8, 7, 6,

5...

The keys have disappeared!

Told you.

Don't take my keys!

We didn't take anything.

Alright girls, Julie, Lily,

10 more minutes,

and if you're not up for school tomorrow,

no more weeknight sleepovers.

Yes, Ma'am. -Right...

Too polite to be true.

Ciao, honey. -Love you.

Be good.

Give us a break.

Are you kidding? Go!

I'm sure she's got a new guy.

You take it? -No, I hate that.

My hair isn't too Louis XIV? -Not at all.

Really? It's OK?

You look beautiful.

You're beautiful, my love.

Suddenly, the perfect gentleman.

Suddenly, you realize.

No.

You're a pain. Don't kiss me on the mouth in there.

Once we get inside, we'll see.

Don't plan everything out, there's no point.

It reassures me.

What are you afraid of?

They're here! The greatest!

Oh, please.

A great couple.

Happy birthday.

Thank you. It's so nice to see you all.

My darling.

Happy birthday.

Here. -Thanks.

Thank you.

You remember Pierre? -Yes, hi!

Anne. -My wife.

How are you?

Hello, nice to meet you.

You're crazy! -What is it?

She's found me an original,

signed by the author.

Signed by Stendhal?

No, by his cousin.

It was cheaper.

That's funny.

Only you could find such a gem.

Who wants to drink who?

I mean, drink what?

Well I'm working tomorrow, so I'll have, er...

On a Saturday? -I'm in antiques.

How are you?

Well done, your gift went down a storm.

Really? You liked it? -Loved it!

But update me here.

Are you together or not? I can't keep up.

Course we are, why?

Come meet this billionairess. -Now?

She's buying,

and she wants to meet you.

Can't say no to a billionairess.

Come here Hugo, I want to talk about your script.

They all left us.

Little do they know...

Is he the 25-year-old? -Yes.

Can I be jealous?

Sure! -Really?

I like it.

I'm still with damn Louis XIII,

but I'd like you to find something new...

You did it.

What?

Changed shirt.

I'm glad you noticed. It was a struggle.

I'd like it if we could make it all more...

You OK?

Sorry. -Don't apologize.

You seem on edge. -No, I'm fine.

Really? -Yes, I'm fine.

Life went on, without each other.

Bitter orange

Can I help you?

Did you forget Jade's theater?

Luv u

Are you OK, Mom?

Why wouldn't I be?

You seem sad.

I'm sad every Sunday when you go.

Yes, but you're sadder than usual.

No, I'm fine. -I'm there for you.

Love you. -Me, too.

I love you.

Hey, Papa!

Want some?

Look at you go!

Sweetie!

That's great.

Good work, Son.

I want some water.

Want some tea? Water?

No, thanks. I'm fine.

Your book comes out next month in the UK.

It'd be really great if you went.

Really.

I'll have to sort out the kids. It's not easy.

2 days, one night, it'll be a cinch.

I'm not too keen.

Got a sec? -Sure.

Hang on. Think about it.

06 53 14 49 30

06 53 14 49 30

What?

What about the UK?

Yeah, fine! -Yes?

Yeah, sure, fine.

Great! Keep 22/23 free.

22/23. -Yes, email me the dates.

OK, but note 22/23. -OK.

Or would you rather go 27/...

No! That's just fine.

Or we could say 30?

No!

The exercise, under conditions, of the following pre-emptive right:

Donations, inputs, exchanges, mergers,

Best we meet in daylight, like normal humans.

With luck, we won't like each other. Elsa.

What idiot gave you my number?

I got it from Julien's phone. I know it's bad.

We'll never be normal.

I do, and I don't want us to not like each other.

Let's never make a date. I want us to leave it to fate.

Fate is when God wants to stay anonymous.

I'm deleting your number.

Except it's impossible, it's burned in my memory.

La mujer vamos a la... -No.

What? -No.

La mujer, she no vamos. Vamos is plural.

Can't you conjugate that?

Come on.

It's Portuguese in Brazil...

You're a quantum man.

Not now.

Where're you at with Romeo and Juliet?

His writing's a bit weird, that Shakespeare.

Can I buy it online?

DiCaprio's so handsome in it.

Papa? -Yes?

Are you there? You seem more interested in your texts than me.

I'm right here. -Hardly.

Shall we carry on?

OK, la mujer va...

This is the last time. I can't keep bailing you out.

Have you seen the homework those bastards give?

Yeah, I know.

Let's see.

You've gone over! -It's pretty.

It's not pretty.

China's there, Russia's there. You can't mix it.

For chrissakes!

"He" will be there. Want to come?

Lawyers' Charity Gala

Who's that?

The bank, if you must know.

What do they want?

To tell me I'm a lot richer than I thought.

Shall we go shopping Saturday, then? -OK.

What if he's not there?

We get to spend an evening together.

It's a bit Glenn Close... -Yep.

I'm kidding.

What if she's there? -It's not a wife thing.

Then I shouldn't go!

We don't have to go. -No!

Just calm down. -My bag!

Here. -Thanks.

Take it easy. -This is awful!

It's not. You look amazing. You're dynamite!

You're going to blow him away. Let's go.

I'm going to faint.

Hold my arm, squeeze the muscle.

If I forget later, thank you, Marc.

Are you nuts?

You OK? What's up?

What are you doing here?

I came with my friend, Marc. He's a lawyer, too.

Absolutely!

I take her to all the dull events.

People see you out with a star,

you seem a better lawyer.

Good one. -Yeah.

I like that.

I'll check my coat.

I'll get in line. See you later.

I really didn't expect this.

It's maybe a bit...

Dangerous?

This is a hotel...

So I hear.

Because you're not looking at all...

sublime in your figure-hugging dress.

Pierre!

How are you?

It's been ages.

Are you well? -Yeah, sure, I'm good.

You're his wife? Pleased to meet you.

Pierre told me about you.

I'm not his wife. -Sorry.

Divorced, then.

Not at all.

If you need me, I do family law now.

Thanks, no need. -OK.

Things are just fine.

I'm just dropping my husband off.

Marc, darling! I'm off!

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Great to see you. -You, too.

Jade?

You asleep?

It's awful. They're in love but can't be together.

Who?

Romeo and Juliet.

You bought it then?

You said I could.

How was your evening?

Don't worry, they'll be in love for eternity.

Eternity's for losers.

I hope not...

Cos apparently, that's where we end up.

Go to sleep, baby.

Sleep, my little miracle.

In the quantum world,

things don't have to stay in one place,

or follow only one direction.

You can be in several places at the same time.

What you do here

has an impact elsewhere, like a butterfly's wings beating.

We're not moving to Brazil, are we?

Why d'you say that?

Because you discussed it with Jade.

Shall we finish our shows and talk about it after?

Isn't it awful, us watching our programs separately?

No. Why?

Sometimes it seems weird.

No, this is freedom.

It's the freedom of those in love.

Reminds me of Casper...

What does?

Bitter orange.

Here.

I don't know your...

Come on!

When are you done? -What?

With meetings. You're here to work, I suppose.

That's all I'm here for.

Not anymore, you're not.

I get away at 6pm. I'll pick you up.

And. -And?

I'll whisk you away.

See you later, Prince Charming.

Hello. -Hello.

You're French, I see.

Excuse me.

Hello?

Hi Lily, how's things?

Yes, sweetie, I'll find your dress.

I'm working right now.

I didn't come here to shop.

I said I'll do it, I'll go when I'm done.

I'm 15 and a half

Very beautiful.

Very handsome.

Very beautiful.

Very handsome.

Come in.

Alert all units! Pierre Solal is in my room!

Repeat, Pierre Solal has entered my room!

Pierre Solal entered Elsa Santorini's room...

Then,

he took her in his arms,

because the desire was killing him.

I feel like I'm in the arms of Amma.

Who's Amma?

Amma is...

that Indian woman who does the hugs.

People come from all over for a few seconds in her arms.

Like that.

You ordered champagne?

Complimentary.

Shall we open it?

Too clichéd?

I love clichés.

It's scary.

To toast?

Yes.

Very.

Jill and Jeremy...

You're crazy.

It's very intimate walking barefoot next to a man you hardly know.

We did spend the evening saying we'd been married 18 years.

Any hesitation? -No.

My daughter...

I have to answer. Excuse me.

Hello.

Lily?

What's up?

Hold on...

Have you seen the time? Are you crazy?

OK, that's how it is. Big kiss. Ciao!

I'd rather we had eternity

For a story to never end,

it must never start.

RENNES BOOK FAIR

Don't forget the Ouest France journalist.

Elsa!

Great book, such imagination. I loved it.

Which room? -I won't be long.

It's so personal. -Let's go.

It's Freud meets Ricky Gervais.

That's nice.

It's great! -Write that, then.

It's a hit.

A hit. -A hit.

There he is!

Pierre!

Good work! -Thanks.

Elsa, my great friend, Pierre.

Delighted, Elsa.

I know. Delighted, too.

As fellow dope lovers, you'll have lots to talk about.

I hope I've got other qualities.

I'm fine with that.

Excuse me. The Ouest France guy is here.

Yes. -Pierre, see you in Paris.

To Valérie, for eternity...