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I'm asking you to throw me in jail!

An Arab without any ID papers.

That shouldn't be a problem!

What 'uh... '?

You bastards!

Cowards!

What kind of police is that?

You only start reacting now, uh?

Well... it's too late!

I'm going to kill myself!

And it's your fault.

Nobody cares about me, is that it?

I'm going to do it.

Is that what you want?

Why are you giving up on me?

Why don't you ever

answer my questions?

What are you doing here?

Well... the same as you.

Meaning?

Don't worry!

I'm coming.

I'm here.

Don't worry.

I'm here.

What the hell was that all about?

I can't even kill myself in peace.

Even there, someone has to annoy me.

Don't I deserve a minute alone?

So that I can leave with dignity?

You... what did you come here for?

It's Sunday morning!

Couldn't you stay in

bed, like everybody?

I couldn't sleep.

Then you should have

chosen another bridge.

We have plenty of them in this f***ing city!

Didn't you see that one was occupied?

We had the same idea.

Isn't that funny?

Funny, yeah...

Hysterical.

Can you tell me why

you want to jump off

that bridge so badly?

Probably because I have

the same problems as you.

I don't think so...

Why?

Because my problem is

that I feel stupid,

ugly, and totally useless.

And I don't think you have

this kind of problem.

It's exactly the same:

I'm stupid and ugly

...on the inside.

At least you can hide

it, with your looks.

I have nothing to hide.

I can see that, yeah...

Can you tell me, why a girl

like you can feel so bad?

You're young.

You're beautiful.

The world could be at your feet.

You could ask for anything.

So? What do I want?

I don't know.

I'm not a psychic.

To be rich, I guess.

Like everybody.

To spend your money around the world.

To be attractive...

To buy dresses, furs...

That's what makes women happy,

if I understand correctly.

And you?

What would make you happy?

To be left alone, at peace...

To breathe. Here's what I need.

I need time to figure things out.

Can't you see what I look like?

What matters is on the inside,

no on the outside.

Easy for you...

Don't you see how good you look?

Women think they're

the ones to talk...

Who would be dead if it wasn't for me?

And who would be dead if he didn't

have someone to save?

Don't you have a smoke?

Listen... I'm not in the mood

for psychological games.

Especially on a Sunday morning.

Yeah, you're right.

What are we doing now?

Why 'what are we doing'?

You saved my life.

I suppose you intend to

do something with it.

No. I didn't think.

I jumped by chance.

People should not be left to die.

It's not good.

I agree.

So... what do we do now?

Nothing! Just leave me alone.

Damn, men...

You really are all the same.

You act without thinking,

and then you throw us away.

That's enough.

I'm not in the mood

for an argument either.

Bye.

What's your first name?

Angela.

Listen, Angela.

If I leave you like that,

will you try it again?

Try what?

Jumping off bridges, obviously!

It's likely...

Can't you try changing your mind?

Why?

What kind if question is that?

Because you...

Because you're beautiful.

And losing a pretty girl like you

would be a waste.

And also because I never did

anything good in my life.

So, knowing that I saved someone,

at least once...

That could help me.

If you could do that for me,

I would appreciate it.

I'll see what I can do.

Thank you.

Don't mention it...

Bye.

Good bye...

Why don't you dedicate

your life to a cause?

What cause?

I don't know... Orphans in India?

Kids with aids in Africa?

Why go so far?

You're right.

Poverty is everywhere.

Why not help people in need,

here in Paris?

People you could be a relief to.

People like you?

Yes.

Uh... no!

I'm fine.

Yeah...

You are SO fine.

You merely tried jumping off a bridge.

Five minutes ago.

If I gave you my life

would you know what to do with it?

Give a carrot to a donkey,

you'll see if he knows

what to do with it.

Of course.

Of course I'd know what to do with it.

Okay. Agreed.

I am yours.

You gotta be kidding!

Not at all.

What you said makes a lot of sense.

You're right:

you are a good cause.

I am yours.

You're making fun of me.

Not at all.

Can we start by buying some smokes?

You mean you're going

to stay next to me?

Yeah. I will do whatever you ask.

Without arguing.

You really are making fun of me.

No.

Try me.

Kiss me.

Again?

No, that's good enough.

I believe you.

So, are we going to get smokes?

First, we need to dry ourselves.

Cool!

All done.

Now, give me your panties.

Come one... don't be shy.

I have just dried mine.

I can tell you, it feels better now.

Much warmer.

I just told you:
I'm fine.

Okay.

You know... it's the

ladie's room here.

Yeah?

Yes, so can you tell this man

to go wash somewhere else?

Who?

Here! The man in that stall.

To whom you have handed

a pair or pants.

Don't judge a book by

its cover:
it's a woman.

Yeah? With that kind of voice?

It's a women on the inside.

The outside doesn't matter.

What's going on?

Nothing, just chatting between women.

So? What are we doing now?

Now, back to the business!

Good!

Can we get some food on the way?

I could die for some breakfast.

Avoid mentioning 'dying'.

Lately, I...

Okay.

Thank you.

I'm sorry... Can you

move away from me?

I'm not used to that.

Okay.

And can you stop replying 'okay',

whenever I ask you something?

Okay.

You want a half?

No, thanks.

I'm not hungry.

Eat. You need strength,

if you want to leave.

Look, this one is going to the South!

I love the South!

Me too.

Really. At one point I was

dreaming of living over there.

But I...

Why didn't you move?

Someday, maybe.

Why not today?

No. Today is not a good idea.

It is! Let's take the train right now.

And go to the beach.

Together.

You know that song?

Entirely.

So? Are we going?

Where?

To the South!

But... we can't go to the South

simply because you want to.

Anyway, I have some

issues to take care of.

Issues?

Can I help you?

Yeah... maybe.

Awesome! What should I do?

Nothing.

Just stay next to me.

That will be enough?

Yeah.

That way they're going

to believe that...

That we...

That we're together.

And that's going to impress them.

They are going to start respecting me.

See what I mean?

Not at all.

That's normal.

First, Monsieur Frank, I

thank you for seeing us.

I know you have better things to do...

Cut the crap!

Right.

Listen. I know I owe you money.

For you, it's not much.

But for me, it's an

extraordinary amount.

I am waiting for some

cash sometime soon,

from my Argentina businesses, but...

What kind of businesses?

Uh... olive oil.

Olive oil?

It's winter over there.

No olive oil before five months.

That's what you call 'sometime soon'?

True.

But I'm relying on stocks

from... this month.

But everything was stolen.

People are starving

so badly, over there.

On the other hand,

stealing olive oil...

it's ridiculous.

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