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It's beautiful, isn't it?

Too bad it doesn't work.

It's nothing. It's probably just the distributor.

It's always the distributor.

Okay, you coming?

Just live the present moment,

instead of dwelling on your troubles.

Enjoy... the warmth...

...the beauty of the trees.

Be cool. Shit!

What are you doing?

Hold it vertically, or we'll never make it.

I'd be much more relaxed if we'd paid the phone bill,

...the butcher's bill... and Suzanne's wages.

Bugger!

May I rest for 2 minutes?

Yes, but at least warn me.

I must look a mess!

You've never been so beautiful.

I find you very exciting like that, I swear.

Oh yes? Tell me more!

I love you.

Since you say so.

I'm just in a bad patch right now, that's all.

I've told you 20 times that I'm cyclical.

Your cycles seem to be getting longer and longer.

- Shall we go? - Hold on!

I can feel my cycle overturning.

Wait, we don't have time.

What we need to do is get out of here.

A big breath of fresh air.

Why? Don't you have enough here?

Let's go... They'll be coming.

That too... sex... needs to be maintained.

Eroticism is a game...

The day I deceive you...

...means I won't love you anymore, that's all.

Who's talking about cheating? What does that have to do with love?

I'd just like it if you freed up a bit,

as far as sex is concerned.

Without freedom, the couple...

Well, I'm not liberated. That's how it is!

To make love with someone, I have to love him. I'm abnormal.

I'm sick and tired of your theories.

To the left, now! To MY left.

To your right, if you prefer.

What's up? Are you stuck again?

- We'll never get there. - No reason not to.

It came down this way. It must be able to go back up.

I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about your "weekends".

You're amazing.

A deal can't be made with 3 taps of a teaspoon.

It takes time to find clientele.

�Clientele�? You've been talking about it for 2 years.

Mr Marc, the taxi arriving. You'd better go.

With this god-damned bed!

Let me do it. Go take care of your clients.

No, you won't make it.

Leave it there. I'll take care of it later.

That's it! Come on, lift a little more.

A little to the left.

Well, here we are.

This psychotherapy group course

will last 3 days.

I trust we'll do a good job.

You came here because you have problems.

We'll try to solve them together, okay?

Now... close your eyes.

Breathe deeply.

You're going to descend into yourselves.

I am myself... here... and now.

I shall be... in turn... every part of my body.

My toes.

My genitalia.

My anus.

Well now, everyone will say what they feel.

- Babette, what's your name? - Babette.

Babette, what do you feel?

I felt...

"I feel". In gestalt, we always speak in the present tense.

What do you feel here and now?

I feel...

I feel as if I were dead.

That's exactly how I felt before meeting Felix.

I was married to a tax inspector.

Basically, I was dead, but I didn't know it.

- Sybille... - And then I met Felix.

Listen...

Felix was intelligence, sensuality, life, love!

- Please, Sybille. Calm down. - That's enough.

Shut up!

You don't interrupt someone who is underway.

What I was saying was to try to help Babette.

When Babette is finished, you can...

give your feedback with others.

Babette, try to be more specific. How do you feel about your body?

Disgust.

And more precisely for which part?

Psst! You're wanted on the phone!

Come on!

Hurry up! I've been calling you for an hour!

I mean to say...!

Marc, is that you? It's Marlene.

I absolutely have to see you. I'll be there in an hour.

I don't know where to turn. You're the only one who can save me.

If you refuse, I've one more solution. I'll shoot myself. It's that simple.

Something wrong?

A crazy story.

You know, Marlene...

The girl I lived with...

- I told you about her. - Yes I know.

The great love of your life... Passion on the barricades. So?

She just called me.

How nice. After 5 years.

A crazy story... She sounded panic-stricken.

She's coming.

- Coming where? - Here.

She asked to come and spend 2 or 3 days.

Hold on. You're not telling me that you invited her here.

I didn't invite her. I couldn't get 3 words in.

- She was completely distraught... - And what are you planning to do?

I don't know. If she's really in dire straits...

- You have to be human. - Human?

After what she did to you?

Did you hear that!

Did you hear about it? She left him, with his best friend...

...and stole his car, furniture, his savings, and he wants to be human.

Listen, Suzanne doesn't care...

That bitch doesn't set foot in this house, do you hear?

Don't yell like that. My group can...

I don't care about your group!

- Will you shut up! - No, I won't shut up!

Why is it always me who has to shut up, anyway?

- Because you've nothing to say. - I've nothing to say?

If you've something to say, then say it!

Stop acting like a child... Get back to your adult self.

My adult tells you shit.

- Calm down, please. - Don't you touch me!

This life he makes me lead...

Ah, you know... men can be bad like that.

If you prevent this woman, from seeing him...

...she'll be obsessed about him.

I know them, you know.

- Jacques? - Yes I...

- What do you feel? - I feel...

You see, it's very strange.

I feel my body is like a huge cave, full of purple shadow.

Jacques is underway.

You don't interrupt someone who's underway.

What do you feel, Jacques?

Excuse me.

I'm scared.

We could work on that... What do you think?

Yes.

Tell him not to be afraid of you.

Tell him... " We are with you ".

We are with you.

Stand up.

We shall now do a little exercise.

It's for learning to trust others.

But it's good for everyone.

We're going to see... that with Colette...

So stand...

...with your arms crossed...

...and you let yourself fall backwards, Colette.

See, you have to stay straight as you fall down.

...because you can hurt your tail bone.

Let's go. Jacques, your turn.

Go ahead.

Let yourself fall.

I can't do it. I can't.

You must!

You have to learn to trust others.

- Do you trust me? - Yes...

- Well, I don't know. - Wait!

There you are... You won't risk getting hurt.

Concentrate. Think �I trust Marc�.

I trust Marc.

- Are you ready? - Yes.

See? You're getting there.

- It makes me feel good. - Of course it does!

Now we'll remove the mattress.

Just fall.

I trust Marc.

I trust Marc.

There is a lady.

It was the lady who called. She's in the linen-room.

Do not look at me like that. Please.

Listen, it's normal. I haven't seen you in 5 years.

Yes I know. Bob and I weren't very nice.

You left with my car, my furniture and my money but you left me my toothbrush.

Try to understand. I was crazy.

And it took me 2 years to get over it.

2 suicide attempts, 3 years in analysis.

One thing leads to another, it�s like that that I became a psychotherapist.

I a way, I owe you everything.

I'm at the end of my tether, Marc.

I've nowhere to go.

Let me stay here for 2 or 3 days.

It's not possible.

Don't chase me away. Please.

Is it that serious?

I've got the cops after me.

What are you into? What the fuck did you do?

I'll try to fix it.

I shouldn't tell you.

So what? You know already.

You're the only woman who really mattered in my life.

I never stopped loving you.

I still do.

Wait, I'll be right back.

- Colette, listen. - No, I don't have time.

- Where are you going? - To prepare a room for Marlene.

- That's what you wanted, right? - You'll agree she can stay?

- Yes, yes, I agree. - You say that in a tone...

I agree. Does this tone suit you?

What made you change your mind?

I thought about it.

I find it normal you're concerned about the only woman who ever mattered to you.

Colette...

I need to stay calm. This group looks very tough.

I felt that right away... but I'll help you. You'll see.

I don't know what's on your mind but I warn you...

I won't allow you to disrupt the work of the group.

Me? Am I disruptive?

Marc, where are you?

We have a problem with Jacques. He's not OK at all.

I'm coming, I'm coming.

He's better now, but we were scared. He had a terrible fit.

- It's normal. - He wanted to kill himself.

Good... very good!

He's reacting!

He wanted to dive out the window.

He's expelling his inner tensions.

Anyway, we're on the ground floor.

You're mad at me?

Jacques, answer me. Are you mad at me?

Yes.

We'll do a little exercise that will do you good.

Give me a sword.

You will express your anger with me by insulting me...

...and hitting me with this sword.

It doesn't do any harm. It's soft on purpose.

Come on, insult me.

Bastard, wretch.

You're apologising!

That's your problem. You apologise all the time for existing.

Make it stronger!

Bastard!

Trash! Shithouse psychotherapist!

Good very good. Now hit me at the same time.

Not bad. Better than that. Insult me!

I'm angry... very angry...

- You piece of trash! - Stop! Stop!

Good very good.

Now you're going to attack, like that, each member of the group.

In the meantime, I'll settle something and I'll come back.

- Marc, that made me feel good. - Of course it does.

Bastard, trash, shit!

All settled. No problem.

- Is this girl your wife? - Colette?

Yeah.

The house is hers.

- She doesn't mind... - You're kidding? No way.

It's crazy how much you've changed.

In a good way, I mean.

You're even more beautiful than before.

- You're nice, Marc. - Hey...

What are your problems with the cops? Drugs?

No, it's not drugs... I swear.

It was before.

What is it then?

Anyway, you don't have to...

It was a botched hold-up.

A hold up?

Well that's not okay, is it?

I'm not going back on the road. There are roadblocks everywhere.

You robbed the Banque de France or what?

- No, a small private bank. - Oh how reassuring!

They don't make roadblocks for...

We hurt a cop.

Well then! But who is �we�?

- You didn't rob a bank by yourself? - No, it's Joe.

- Joe? Who's he? - The guy I live with.

Charming boy! You'll have to introduce him.

OK. He'll come to join me here tonight.

Better and better! Are you still expecting people here?

Are you kidding me! Where does this Joe come from?

I got together with him when I left Bob.

The one and only Bob? My great friend Bob?

Why didn't you go find Bob? Why me?

You left with Bob. So where is he when you're in trouble?

Well, he's here.

Where here?

There.

I preferred to let Marlene explain.

Come on, no hard feelings.

Shall we shake on it?

You old rogue!

You're not short of cheek, you bastard!

Come on... Shit... there's a remedy.

It's all over between Marlene and me.

Eh, sweetie? We're friends, that's all.

You don't imagine that piece of shit is going to stay here?

Why is he so angry?

Go outside for a few minutes. I'll talk to him.

- I'll explain. - If he's here one more minute...

Marc, calm down. Try to understand.

- I'm trying to help you. - You're trying to help me?

Bob is no longer the nice little rascal you knew.

"Nice"?

He's become a tough guy, a heavy. He's armed and dangerous.

He is capable of anything.

What are you trying to do? Scare me?

Yes.

Now you will attack the one who impresses you the most.

He's not doing well, that bastard.

What happened?

A mad guy who came in during Jacques' work-out.

Kind of a weirdo. A little upset.

Well done, you hit people, now?

But it's not me!

Come on, my boy. I'll put a compress on you.

It�s going well isn't it! For a 1,200 franc weekend!

�I trust Marc�!

And to think that I skipped buying a moped, to pay for this course!

What the hell...?!

Leave this car alone. I won't tell you again.

You are Marlene, I assume? I'm Colette.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Oh, he has great affection for that Land Rover.

He always really liked cars.

This one is his mistress.

He's been working on it for a year, fitting it out, painting it.

You know him as well as I do.

What right do you have to touch it?

- Want me to try to fix it? - No.

- A good car. - Forget it.

- I'll buy it off you. - It's not for sale.

- I'll give you a good price. - No!

Listen to me before you yell.

The border is 10 km away.

We'll try to cross into Switzerland through the forest.

I've already been by the pass but the road is completely collapsed.

- You got a mirror? - No.

- The pass has been closed for years. - I don't care.

With a normal car, we'd never make it, but with a...

It's not for sale!

Where's he going?

Shit!

- What are you doing? - As you see, I'm leaving.

You're silly. It's very bad to interrupt a course like that.

Get off me! What are you doing?

Listen little man... You're gonna join your friends, okay?

- Understood? - Yes.

No, it�s not okay!

Nobody splits from this shack while we're here. Understood?

We'll be here for as long as we need to be.

Whether you like it or not.

That clear?

So, the Land Rover... will you sell it to me?

Well no.

Come on...

You already stole my car, my furniture, my money...

What do you want now?

A nice little package.

Is she your wife?

Hello.

What are we doing?

Yes, back to work.

We've hardly done anything this morning.

Hey Marc, can I come with you?

It really interests me, I assure you.

Good. You have chosen your partner.

Good. Now, you close your eyes.

You touch each other on the face and the body.

- I love it! - Hey, take it easy.

There's nothing erotic about it.

You become aware of the other by touch, that's all.

Do you understand, Michel?

Concentrate. Chase away thoughts which hide your deep being.

Go down slowly into yourselves.

Let's focus on what we feel.

I feel an exquisite tingling.

Listen!

Don't be silly.

If it's nerves, go calm down outside. Come back when you're better.

May I?

It is a form of communication which has disappeared in our society...

...but which we find in other forms, in other cultures.

It's another way that Judeo-Christian morality obscures the body...

...and everything related to it...

...causing blockages that prevents our vital energy from expressing itself.

Look out!

What's going on inside you?

It burns me. It hurts me.

She's completely stiff.

I don't want to. It disgusts me.

Do you want us to work on this?

You said what?

What did you say?

You said �I don�t want to�.

You meant that you didn't want to be touched?

- Yes. - Why not?

Because I'm ugly.

Okay, what do you think? of Babette physically?

I agree with her. I find her frankly ugly.

It's disgusting to attack her like that!

Let him say what he thinks. This is gestalt play.

In any case, the rules of beauty are imposed by men.

- This is what we must react against. - I don't think that's the problem.

I think you reject your body because of something that happened in childhood.

Me too. As young, I found myself ugly. Now I know I'm beautiful.

The best way in your case, would be to allow yourself...

...to show your body to the group.

Accept their looks, you understand?

Don't you want to try undressing?

I can't.

I know it's very difficult.

I'm asking you, Babette. It's a must!

We'll all undress, that'll help.

You don't have to.

If you do not feel ready to do so, don't do it.

Watch out!

No, but I'll show you. It's a shot worth doing. You'll see.

Calm down. We breathe deeply.

What is it again?

Hey there!

Is that an orgy going on?

Let us work, please.

Thanks.

I'm sorry.

We continue.

Are we calm?

Stay calm... Breathe deeply.

You will shout: �We are beautiful, We are proud of our bodies.�

Go for it.

We are beautiful, we are proud of our body

What is it now?

I'm going with Bob to the river.

As you wish.

I hate you!

Who are you saying this to?

To my mother. I hate her.

I hate her.

Well, tell her.

Mum!

You're not a woman. You always wear black.

It's not my fault dad dropped you. But you're suffocating me.

It's you who's ugly.

And then, which is sad...

That's why he left.

It's not because of me.

Let's eat!

Taste this little local wine. Tell me what you think.

You know how to talk to men, I can see.

So are we eating or what?

Have you finished working?

This is Mr Marc's armchair.

He always had a weakness for what is mine.

Well don't move. Please. Make yourself at home.

Marc, I love you.

Where you are going? Stay there.

Young people with young people.

No thanks.

- What's wrong with my chicken? - It's not that.

I'm vegetarian. I don't eat corpses.

What you call meat.

- You don't eat mackerel, do you? - Who me? No.

That's crazy. In Occident, people don't know how to eat.

It's really important, how you eat.

That's true.

The most important thing is to chew.

Sybille, I need to talk to you.

Yes my love, talk to me.

Not now. I mean, afterwards.

Has it been a long time since you saw Bob?

Marc and I knew each other in the Latin Quarter on the barricades.

He was a funny student. He talked all the time.

He impressed me.

Right away, he explained the proletariat to me.

I didn't know what it was, since I'm the son of workers.

Veteran's memories.

It was great at the Sorbonne, wasn't it?

Basically, you didn't benefit from it.

He spent his time printing mimeographed leaflets in a cellar.

However, when he talks about it, it was his wild youth.

It has always been all in his head.

Oh yes.

Hey, are you selling me that Land Rover?

Come on, I'll give you a good price.

Don't insist. We have to cross Africa with it.

You mean you still haven't crossed Africa?!

He was talking about it when we were...

Oh, with you too?

We'll meet outside in half an hour.

What are you doing here, all alone?

- I'm taking a nap. - You're making a funny face.

What's wrong with my face? I don't see what's funny about it.

You don't mind if I lie down for a while too?

Why don't you sell him the car?

You're not going to start, too?

Why don't you use yours?

I hadn't noticed it.

Your friend Bob is not bad.

Not particularly my type, but... he's not bad.

I was going to tell you. I was afraid you hadn't noticed.

You know, he kissed me just now at the river.

It's crazy how he can be attracted to everything I own.

Hey, I'm not your car.

Here, have both, there you are.

- Doesn't it bother you? - What?

- That he kissed me. - Oh no, it's normal.

You know, I thought about it.

About freedom in relationships.

Maybe you're right after all.

If it never tempted me, maybe it's just that...

...I've never met anyone that I liked that much.

At the river later, I really wanted him.

Stop your little game. It's okay, huh?

Which game?

Stop it. It bugs me.

I thought eroticism was a game.

You always told me that we had to tell each other everything.

I've told you 100 times that there's nothing left between Marlene and me.

- Pass me the ashtray. - Come and get it yourself.

I feel it'd be possible to play with Bob... if you insisted.

No.

Stop it!

So you really want it, for Bob and I...

If you did it with him...

...I'd kill you.

Really? Yet you tell me all the time...

With anyone, except him.

Leave me alone.

- Come on. - No no.

What is it now?

I'm cyclical, too. I don't want it anymore.

At least, not with you.

Come on!

- Please! - Then ask me nicely.

Honey, please. - Better than that.

I love you.

Tell me I'm the only woman who ever mattered in your life.

You're the only woman who ever mattered in my life.

Bastard!

Shouldn't you close the shutters?

My car!

Leave my car alone, you hear?

- What's happening? - This guy is really annoying me.

Where are you going?

Don't move, I'll be back.

You're so attracted to my car. You must be magnetized.

OK, no need to shout.

- What are you doing? - I'm going to wash my hands.

Put that back in place.

I know you told me I shouldn't touch your car...

I want you to put it back in the condition you found it.

You should know what you want.

Put this car back the way it was and don't touch it again, that's all I ask of you.

- Where are you going? - Me? I have things to do.

Stop, eh. Come upstairs.

Why do that?

Just come!

We're going to continue our nap.

Really? I thought you wanted to take care of your car.

Stop it.

Did you see the time? You have to work, don't you?

The first time I showed Felix my breasts, he must have swallowed Valium.

For months, he fought and fought!

Just to caress my thighs, took him 3 months.

And then one day, he had a genius idea.

He said to me... "Scream!"

"Scream with all your might."

Calm down. Don't get angry.

I'll never forget that night. He said to me �Scream, but scream�!

I was frozen with terror. My throat choked.

As if all my Judeo-Christian heritage revolted.

Please, my pet, calm down.

Suddenly I started to let out a scream.

A scream like this...

What's that?

She's uprooting her Judeo-Christian heritage.

You have to whip the whites till firm, otherwise it falls apart when cooking.

Oh well, then.

That night I gave myself to him for the first time.

And that was the beginning of my transformation.

I was free, free. I was singing loudly in the street �I love Felix�.

I was walking naked on my balcony.

My husband made me see a psychiatrist, the idiot.

When I told him I'd left him, he admitted defeat.

He even looked relieved. He helped me pack my bags.

And he insisted on coming with me to Felix's.

And this is my love who caused difficulties.

With the intellectual honesty which characterizes him.

He was afraid that common life would be fatal to our love.

Stop it! Calm down!

- I love you. - Of course, me too.

Be quiet for a bit, now.

There you see, I felt really close to Sybille.

It was really beautiful when she talked about her and Felix.

I mean, like he helped her.

You don't believe such a thing could happen to you?

No.

Why not?

I don't know.

Men generally don't care...

...what people like me think.

It depends on which men.

So that someone else can help you...

...maybe we should start by helping yourself, don't you think?

You don't want to try to undress yourself?

If you want.

I won't make it.

Yes, you'll make it, I'm sure. We're all with you. Tell her.

We are with you!

We are with you.

Think of Sybille. Sybille, tell Babette you're with her.

Sybille.

For God's sake!

He fixed the car!

Did you know it was the carburettor?

Get out of this car!

- No need to complain. - I don't want you to touch this car.

- When reassembling the engine... - Get out of there!

Hey, it's okay!

No need to make a fuss about it.

It's a good car.

You won't steal it from me!

What's he going to look for?

Back away slowly, it's okay.

Gently!

Look at what condition you're going to put it in.

Back away slowly.

I painted there! Can't you see I painted?

At the point where it is.

Thanks.

In the West, people don't give any importance to digestion.

It is really important!

In this position, you perceive the work of the body during digestion.

He was really depressed, you see.

Suicidal and all that. It was a terrible life with him.

You must have had a really hard time.

Yeah, but I really loved him.

He was really the only man who mattered in my life, you see.

And then he was gay.

Homosexual?

Yes.

There was no question of sex between us.

That's really important for a man.

- That he's not interested in sex? - Yes.

Afterwards, he became interested in children with mental disabilities.

He became a counsellor.

The mentally handicapped are really enriching.

When you listen of a total idiot, for example...

...you feel really superficial.

People with motor disabilities too. That's not bad.

I had a paraplegic friend...

In the end, there were more than for those with mental disabilities.

He spent his days talking to schizophrenics, mongoloids... all that.

In the evening, he hardly spoke to me.

I said it's not my fault if I'm not hydrocephalic.

I understand.

Then it didn't work at all.

Afterwards, he left with a black man.

He was a former boxer who was a nude dancer in Pigalle.

He was depressed because his calves were too muscular.

His breasts weren't bad either.

I also had a hard time.

You used to say that you were a bastard son of a bourgeois.

That's all you said.

You steal my car, my stuff, my money, my wife. And I'm the bastard?

I thought you'd feel less guilty.

Are you almost finished?

No kidding.

You should go into politics.

Hey, Marc, I'm going for a walk.

The night is so beautiful.

It's true? Are you two not together anymore?

No, we're friends, that's all.

She's with my friend Joe now.

It's freezing!

Come my love.

Look at my body is all phosphorescent.

Sybille, we need to talk.

Give me your hand, my love.

Stop, you're going to make me fall.

Oh no, I can't take it anymore.

Stop biting me!

You know very well how easily I catch a cold.

And you have to face the truth.

Our love has become a gulag.

Listen, we'll be a couple where every notion of power is banned.

- I can't bear this claptrap any more! - Well, rebel!

All right.

You bore me stiff!

What's the matter?

Oh, nothing.

Leave me, Marc. Please.

Look, it's okay.

You need something? That's it?

You walk past me wiggling your bum... �I�m going for a little walk.�

�The night is so beautiful.�

What do you want?

My Land Rover, is that it?

Well then...

What an actress!

The great thing about it... I'm going to get up and go join her!

And I'm a psychologist, a specialist.

Okay, stop! I'm selling my Land Rover to you.

You're so nice, Marc.

Yeah, �nice�. In your mouth, it means �stupid�.

You take me for an idiot. I know it. You know I know it.

I do behave like an idiot.

In the end, what else is there?

I'm sorry.

I'm so scared.

I'm afraid of going to prison, Marc.

Oh no! You're going to escape in the Land Rover.

It's not just that.

We don't have a penny.

You understand?

What do you mean, not a penny?

The hold-up failed.

There was no time to go back to the hideout.

How does Bob plan to pay me for my car?

He was thinking of borrowing money from you.

He was thinking of borrowing money from me to pay for my car?

It's a nightmare.

Every time I believe that he's reached the limits...

...I realise he's gone way past them.

Marc...

So I'll never get over you?

I beg you, Marc.

Freud? Reich? Chomsky?

Come and help me.

You'll have everything. The car, money, everything.

I hate you.

I hate you.

- What's the matter? - The car.

- It's Joe. - Joe who?

You understand nothing. It's Joe, I tell you.

Where is Marlene?

Joe!

I began to make feel sorry for myself.

We're going to be forgotten here for 2 or 3 days.

Where's Marlene?

Marlene?

- How are you? - Where were you dragged from?

- I was taking a walk. - What were you doing with that guy?

- This guy is crazy! - Mind your own business.

I'm tired. Come on.

Where's your room?

This place is just a madhouse.

You don't know if they're waiting on more people, perchance?

It's like "The White Horse Inn" here.

Oh dear, where have you been rolling in the grass?

You have no reason to give me that look. None, you hear me?

- I'm not giving any looks. - Oh that's okay, I know you.

You're imagining things.

You told me again this morning that all you asked was that I not spoil anything.

- Is that true? - That's right.

I did not want to make love with Marlene.

And we didn't.

Bravo!

You're very beautiful when you do your hair.

Thanks.

What are you doing? Aren't you going to bed?

I'm going to make love with Bob.

Stop this charade.

What charade? We're a free couple, right?

You've been drumming that into me for ages.

You're not coherent, my darling. Good night.

I don't pretend to be coherent.

Coherent? No, I'm not coherent.

Do you know anyone who is consistent? What is consistent in this crazy world?

Do you want to tell me why you're upset?

I'm going to sleep with Bob because I want to, that's all.

You we rent embarrassed about Marlene, right?

I warn you, if you do this, it will be very serious.

You hear me?

Think carefully... because you'll pay for it.

Let me go, thank you.

Colette, this is grotesque. I warn you that if...

It's me.

What? You never heard about open relationships?

Well, good night.

Good night.

Who are you sharing with?

I'm alone.

- I'm with Jerome. - Oh I see.

Could I come back in 2 minutes to see if you're comfortable?

Was it nice to stay talking together like that?

I have to go to bed.

I thought... maybe... I could stay with you.

I won't touch you...

You can take my hand, if you like.

Life is crazy, all the same.

I was really at the end of my tether. I couldn't take it anymore.

In the morning, I couldn't even get up.

I stared at the ceiling with a kind of anguish.

You see...

You see, you say to yourself �I�ll eventually find someone.�

It's true. I'll eventually find someone.

And then, the months pass. The weeks.

And you're still all alone.

Morning, night, evening. You're all alone.

So you try to fight it. You're trying to look cheerful.

Because you know if you look sad, you're even more likely to stay alone.

You make me happy.

You've no idea how happy you make me.

Here, you see... I don't care about sex.

Honestly... all I want... is to be with you.

Go away! Don't be stupid.

They don't want me around.

Colette told me to come and sleep here.

There's no other room.

Well, you'll just have to crash there.

You know, I think your relationship with Colette is wonderful.

Really? That's good.

Yeah, that freedom... that respect for others.

Does she want to make love with Bob? No problem.

No jealousy... All that petty carry-on.

I really admire you.

Oh yeah, well how about we sleep on it?

Okay... good night.

- Marc? - Yeah.

Can't I come to your bed?

No way! No!

I thought you were more liberated.

I'm not liberated.

But what are you saying? Oh no, no, no!

No, not yet!

Yes yes... Wait! No!

Just what are you doing?

Do not touch me.

Be careful, I'm going to scream.

You'll look good. What will he think?

Marc, listen to me.

Will you fucking leave me alone?

Marc!

Leave me alone. I'm not into men... Got it?

You're very nervous for a psychologist.

I'm a psychologist all day. At night I need to sleep.

You know, I thought about it.

Your reaction isn't normal.

It's too violent, too aggressive.

I am sure that deep down, if you truly tried to analyse yourself...

God-all-fucking-mighty!

I can't sleep in this hole.

Really, it's not normal to react like that.

I didn't touch you or anything. I just asked you.

Marc, basically, men attract you...

...but you refuse to admit it.

You have typical escape behaviour.

What are you doing there? Do you sleep on the floor?

Always. This is the only way for really healthy sleep.

It's really important how you sleep. People sleep haphazardly.

A pillow, a mattress with box-springs is the worst.

You crack your spine and the cervical vertebrae.

Circulation is bad... digestion too.

Okay, how about you turn it off?

You have to sleep on your back...

...because on your stomach or your side, is deadly.

It's logical, in the West people don't know how to live, you see?

I'm definitely going to throttle someone.

I'll be taken away in an ambulance, in a straitjacket.

You live against common sense. You should try eating macro, yoga...

I see the headlines...

�Murder in psychotherapy centre."

�Therapist massacres the sick that he was caring for.�

There's something great too, it�s Zen gymnastics.

You do 3 hours a day...

Colette?

Colette, stop this charade.

It must be some kind of cycle.

He gives me 5 years to rebuild my life and then he shows up.

This time he's going to have trouble to ship the furniture.

Hey ho, the furniture isn't mine.

It belongs to Colette. I have to tell him.

It'd be fucking shameful to pinch Colette�s furniture.

I love you.

It's nothing.

"Shithouse therapist"!

Cuckold!

What a bitch I am!

All this will pass to you before it comes back to me.

It's good.

But with this, we don't go unnoticed.

We make do with what we have, so to speak.

We are going to cross Switzerland with this circus car?

You know what you're good at...

Find something else.

With a normal car, you don't get through the pass.

It's been closed for years.

Only wild boars and smugglers get through there.

Does it work, at least?

Well yes, it works!

I fixed it. I only need to check the brakes.

- Get a move on then! - What's the big rush?

Did you sleep there?

Well then, admit it... you're having fun, cuckold!

Marlene told me that finally, you'll sell your jalopy to us?

Hello, M. Marc!

What are you going to do?

I'm leaving.

I'm leaving, this morning.

It's okay, it's not up to you to leave. The house is yours.

I'm just asking you to let me finish this group in peace.

These people paid. There is no reason that they bear the consequences of...

...your extravagances.

But you have plenty of time.

You'll give the keys to Suzanne. She'll let me know when you're gone.

At least you looked for it. I warned you.

Well...

I have to go to work.

Okay, let's concentrate a little.

In silence!

Marc, Sybille has a problem: Felix left last night.

Does it relax you? Close your eyes and breathe deeply.

I am myself here and now.

I chase away thoughts that hide my inner being.

- I descend into myself. - Marc?

Tell me, where did you put my large canvas suitcase?

It's not the time. We're going into ourselves.

Come back for a moment and tell me where my suitcase is.

It was you who took it to go to Paris.

I don't know where I put it. Find it.

Try to remember.

I don't remember... and please, let us work.

- Okay, who's talking? - Marc!

- Yesterday, Felix... - Oh, you!

There you go. Keep going!

You see, while seeing Sybille... I was thinking of Marie-Therese.

Who is Marie-Therese?

It's a friend who...

A girl you're sleeping with, right?

Yeah. With Marie-Therese, the vibrations are really good.

We talk to each other and everything. It�s cool, really.

- We caress each other. There's harmony. - Okay, I get it.

Skip her. Get on with it.

When everything is going well, I'm excited and everything, but I can't.

You don't get hard?

Ultimately, I don't care. I'm not there anymore.

Phallic superiority is secondary.

There's important stuff going on between us in terms of caresses, etc.

The Hindus in certain Vedic ceremonies...

Oh dear, we're back in this shit! Are you fucking Marie-Therese or not?

No. It's stupid and it pisses me off.

Well, we got there!

Say so!

Now you will imagine that you are your penis.

- My what? - Your penis, your organ, your phallus.

It's not complicated.

So, concentrate.

Imagine that you are your penis.

There, in my place...

...imagine that there is Marie-Therese�s vagina.

Your penis will say what it feels, to Marie-Therese's vagina.

Marc, excuse me for disturbing you, but I need that suitcase.

Leave me alone. We're working.

So, what are you waiting for?

- I can't do it. - It's not complicated.

Imagine that you are your penis, This is not rocket science.

- Marc, please. - Leave me alone.

- So, is it coming? - I can't do it, Marc.

What's wrong with everyone this morning, damn it!?

Have you ever seen a penis? Just imagine that you're a penis!

A cock, with hair around it. This is not rocket science!

I think we'd better stop, Marc. You're not in your normal state.

- Shut the fuck up, you faggot! - Marc, get me that suitcase now!

You're doing it on purpose? Are you trying to sabotage the group?

Let me go because I'm tired of it!

I'm sick of your group bullshit!

And these clowns that have invaded my house for 2 years.

These clowns are feeding you.

Ha ha, have you seen my waistline?

It's with the money from these clowns that I paid for the bathroom.

Where? Where's this bathroom?

It's my fault your arsehole plumber didn't want...

Is this my fault again?

Mr Marc aimed at posh provincial customers.

He'd create super-snobby groups. �A huge niche,� he kept telling me.

- Colette, shut up! - Here, look!

Here' your niche... Your niche is very small.

Deranged wretches, just like you!

Before you lot, it was silkworms.

All the silkworms died and the house stunk for a month.

"Local crafts"... the same thing.

And the macrobiotic canning project!

Because he knows about macro. It brought him a lot of money.

Come, Marie-Therese.

No Marc, you mess up everything you do.

You're not even capable of making me happy.

Let's try to calm down.

We'll end up saying things that we'll regret.

Where are they?

The course isn't over. Get to work, come on.

No, I'm going home.

And I took you for a man of the left!

- Oh, guys. - He's worse than a fascist!

Stop... it's silly.

I don't care.

I'm going to call the police. It will end in Fort Chabrol.

I don't care.

Thanks.

The idiot! Shit!

Marc! Marc, the brakes!

Hey Marc, the brakes!

Marc, are you okay, are you hurt? Damn... your car!

OK, now I'm finishing him.

Where did I put the cartridges again?

Shit, I stashed them in the 2nd drawer of the desk.

It's him or me. I don't give a shit.

After all, he's a habitual criminal... I risk 5 years maximum.

I'll only do 3. I was preparing for a doctorate in psychology.

Prison is ideal for studies!

Don't worry. We'll get your car out of there.

We'll need a winch and picks.

We were so hard on him.

- Are you hurt? - Shut up, you faggot!

Didn't you understand that they're gangsters?

You hear? Offenders! Killers!

You're on the run, is that true?

Yes but it doesn't matter. We'll get through this, no problem.

If you need a helping hand, I can help you.

Thanks but don't worry. We'll be fine.

I'm always available.

You know, Felix wrote a very nice article...

...on prisons last year, when they killed Mesrine.

It's disgusting, what happened to Mesrine.

They gave him no chance. It was assassination.

Yes, but that's the game.

Me too, I pinched a Rolex when I was 15.

I got arrested. I went before the juvenile judge.

Can I talk to you for 2 minutes?

What's up?

- Do you regret last night? - No.

It's because we made love? Is that it?

We have to make it with men, don't we?.

I mean, that's what women are for.

You're being really unfair... It's you who...

Let me breathe a little! I don't like people crowding me!

Shit!

Where could I have fucking put those fucking cartridges?

How are the guys progressing?

It feels good!

Say, Babette...

Why don't you strip? You'll die of the heat.

Well done!

You wanted to keep all this to yourself? You've no shame, you hypocrite!

How about that!

It wasn't that complicated.

Good...

My cartridges!

You alright?

Don't go.

Why not?

I love you.

I don't believe it.

You suffer because I leave you and you call that love.

It's just that I don't know what love is.

I don't know.

You're like them... Like everyone who comes here.

You talk and talk... You call it freeing yourself.

By using words indiscriminately, they no longer mean anything.

When you move from words to actions, they also mean nothing.

So we're not alive?

Well, perhaps it's just your way of living.

Your universe is funny, you know.

Your gestalts, psychoanalyse her, ecology, anti-this, anti-that...

the counterculture, all that,

It reminds me of Club Med.

Come on!

You'll have fun with us!

Tell me, Romeo, what shall we do now?

- Leave now or stay the night? - We can live a little!

Sybille, I find you really desirable.

It's beautiful and sincere when you say that!

Those people are not mature. They're bound by their taboos.

I really want you, you know? It�s really deep!

You know, Jerome, you'll struggle for years!

It's crazy, eh?

Are you okay, Coco?

Hey, what fun we're having!

I'm not hungry.

Come and help me.

It's fucked up.

Don't look like that... It's not the right way.

You don't understand, in this rotten society...

Hey, that was a long time ago! Society, society...

What do you want society to still do for you?

To woo girls for you?

You'll see... I'll help you meet dudes.

All princes.

Yes, I don't doubt it but I'd like it still better not miss my train.

Good luck.

You were... you were exotic.

You can put your bags back.

It's me who's leaving. I'll go back to my father's.

He has an appliance store in Valenciennes.

I am going to sell household appliances.

Completely repressed, very happy...

I will marry a pharmacist or something like that.

I'll send my children to the Jesuits. I'll vote RPR.

Goodbye, Colette.

You Bob, you have everything you need: my wife, the car, my house.

Oh, my money's stashed behind the bathroom mirror.

Thanks, Bob.

To joy!

Marc.

There's something I wanted to tell you.

I don't know if you'll believe me...

but I love you very much, Marc.

You see, in my own way, I loved you.

I swear I'm sincere.

You're the only guy who was nice to me.

Maybe that's the problem... you're so kind.

A woman needs to feel that a guy could become violent, to keep her.

You know, 5 years ago...

...if you'd given me a couple of slaps maybe I would've stayed.

Well, see you next time, Marc.

You know, for Colette...

...it would be a shame if you leave her like that... Like you did for me.

- Come on, I have to talk to you. - You haven't left yet?

That's enough... I told you to come.

Why, what is it?

What's wrong with you?

This is crazy!

We have to do something!

Let her leave him! Let her be rid of him!

You can be sure that I'm leaving you, You really did the right thing!

He slapped me!

Calm down!

He's acting macho now. He'd never done that to me!

I put up with him because he was nice.

Marc, are you okay? You're bleeding!

Do you need something?

Yes, get me some cotton wool.

Where?

In the hallway closet. A metal box.

Good God!

No, not that one. A round box.

Where did you find this?

In the closet.

I've been looking for it for ages.

- What are you doing? - You'll see.

Marc, something has to be done. Bob and the bald man are raping Babette.

That's good, I'll get rid of them both.

This story had to end in blood.

What's going on?

It's not funny. They're raping Babette up there.

Oh shit! My rifle!

Hold her, dammit!

Let her go, you cowards!

- Stay where you are! - Stop, it's okay.

I'm warning you... I'm gonna take you down.

- We were playing a game. - Enough, Zorro. Stay there.

Any closer, I'll shoot!

He's gone wild... He's stupid enough to get the cops.

- Bob, did I hurt you? - My head's ringing!

You should have hit the back of my neck. It's not difficult.

Hold this for me.

You would've cracked my neck. You would've burst my cerebellum.

I didn't know.

What are you doing?

We'll throw them all in the cellar... and we're leaving!

Come on, everyone in the hole!

Oh I was so scared!

- Are you not hurt? - It's okay, don't worry about me.

You know your boyfriend knocked me out?

Wait... and Marc!

I'm coming.

Sorry, I told him.

Move it. We have to cross the border before daybreak.

You have to hit the head.

Damn, the tyre!

- What, about the tyre? - Flat, two of them!

Who's the sonofabitch?

We gotta run. Let's go on foot!

You don't intend to make me run like this to Switzerland, do you?

We breathe deeply.

- What are you doing here? - We were waiting for you to work.

Marc, great.

Your idea to bring Bob and Joe for the weekend, great!

It's a shame they left.

But... they didn't understand anything!

You suffered a very severe shock. You're upset, that's normal.

Sit down and describe your relationship with Colette. We'll work on that.

Yes, you'll see... It will do you some good.

You know, I'm sure your experience is really enriching for us.

But... they don't understand anything.

What a bunch of weirdos!

Yes, take out your aggression on us. I'm sure it will do you good.

Go ahead, Marc. Attack us!

It's all over.

We're with you, Marc! We love you.

Come on.

Where are we going?

To the desert.

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