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6 percent.

A centimeter more.

41... It's in your head.

We did good.

- Not bad.

- No water until Championships.

What you asked for.

Make sure you pay them back.

Don't steal it.

I got it, Dad.

Your brother's waiting.

See you at Championships.

If you want.

Travel safely.

- I'm counting on you.

- Don't worry.

Later, Vadim.

Vincent...

Hello, Sandra.

- How are you?

- Fine.

Have you decided

about the apartment?

How so?

It's in the contract.

We have a great idea.

A beauty salon.

The works:
Manicure, pedicure,

facials, massage.

So?

Come see the locker room.

We need to talk.

- Vadim, you're my partner not her.

- Of course.

If not, we call it off.

Don't worry.

She's excited but she'll calm down.

If you say so.

Keeping an eye on me?

- Did he ever hit you?

- A slap?

One or twice, maybe. I forget.

He slapped me good.

Really?

And it was nice.

You liked it?

I was reeling!

Only 300? That's no good!

F*** your 200!

You used my money, so pay.

We're not fools.

And my 400?

- I owed him 300.

- F***ing pain.

No gains?

Like we said.

Give me 100 more and it's over.

Your money.

Not 300, just 200.

Not like he said.

Not cool.

No interest?

- We said 300.

- I know.

160 plus 40 makes 200.

Missing 100.

Recouping my money is normal.

And the rest?

Your brother is bullshit.

I told him.

He screwed up. He's sorry.

We agreed to 300.

Understand?

- Why?

- He owes everyone.

Butt out, man.

100 more and call it quits.

Give him 100 and drop it.

You going?

Beat it.

Two clowns.

The envelope.

Stay put.

Hey... is Luigi here?

Not in.

- Where is he?

- No idea.

You want something?

Tell him I came by.

- I'll tell him.

- Do it.

Not here.

We'll come back.

We finished with everyone?

- I'll drop you off.

- I'll walk.

- Don't see Luigi alone.

- Relax.

Don't say relax.

Don't come alone.

Kiss the girls.

- You'll see them tonight.

- Cool.

Unbelievable.

You didn't know

he'd become like that?

He loved that stuff but I didn't...

I don't even recognize him.

Show me.

You get used to it.

Amazing!

- Come tonight to the show.

- Not me.

- It could be fun.

- You find it fun?

Guys in strings flexing muscles.

Honestly.

So forget it.

I won't go anyway. Coffee?

He looks great.

Yeah but...

to be like that

you need 8 meals a day.

I can eat 15 a day.

Not meals like this.

No sauces, no wine...

He eats 300-400 eggs a week.

Nonstop workouts,

tons of pills... BCAA,

boosters, powdered protein.

And exercise too.

Exercise too?

Not for me.

You have any projects?

I'll think about it.

Big change...

Actually I have an idea.

If I can rent the space downstairs.

It's tiny. What for?

There's no nutrition store in the area.

A girl I know has one. She can help.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

What's that?

Can I keep it?

Of course.

We came by, but you were out.

I have everything. I'm coming.

- I'm running an errand.

- Where?

Be right back!

Fred, it's Antoine. Call me back.

The CD, please.

Eye of the Tiger.

- Name?

- Vincent Morel.

Masters 50+.

Very good. Got it.

Vincent Morel, I heard.

Number 12.

It goes on the right.

- Your age?

- 58.

- From?

- St. Etienne.

- Where are you going?

- To see Luigi.

He's not in.

Merco, let him in.

Got the money?

He's in back.

Hey, stranger!

What got into you?

You ran off. We like you.

There's only 2,000.

- What did I put in?

- 2,000.

- What did you promise?

- I know.

It didn't work out.

That's your problem.

What about me?

I can't pay more. I swear.

It's all I can do, no more.

You broke my TV,

took my computer.

What the f***?

I busted your TV,

took your computer?

- Did you bust his TV?

- No way. I'm innocent.

And he calls us thieves!

Hear that, Mira?

He's shitting us.

What do we do, Mira?

We can give him 2 weeks.

No, you're right.

Hunting him down is a pain.

Or else:

Punish you as you deserve.

Right, Mira? Punish him?

2 weeks. I'll find 1,000.

Relax, relax...

She made up her mind.

You filming?

Action.

You'll pay up?

Where are you going?

Two more blows.

- And Antoine?

- No answer.

Glad you came.

Let's hear your support.

They're dehydrated

and have dieted for 3 months

to be here tonight with you.

Let's cheer them on!

Gentlemen, you may go backstage.

Why are you laughing?

At sports games as a kid,

fathers cheered on their sons.

I was so envious.

Now I'm filming my dad,

not my kid.

Anyway... it made me laugh.

Let's cheer them on.

They deserve it!

Turn around, ladies.

What a wonderful category!

- Time?

- 2 minutes more than the last time.

I don't get it.

Maybe he got held up.

That's not what I mean.

So?

I'll go check.

You okay? Not too cold?

I'm fine.

It's drafty back here.

I'm fine. I'm not cold.

Want a puff?

Would a kiss distract you?

Can I do it anyway?

Everyone's favorite category!

Here's number 3, from Strasbourg.

He's a pain for not coming.

To make him happy.

Pull, Vincent.

Pushups.

Thank you, ladies.

You may leave the stage

while everyone cheers you on.

You'll see these lovely ladies later

for their solo acts.

And now,

a warm round of applause,

which they really deserve...

Bring down the house!

The category Men's Masters

under 85 kilos.

Gentlemen, take the stage.

Twenty athletes here tonight,

in Master's under 85 kilos.

Front double biceps!

Show some support!

They are over 50 years old!

Years of training

to be here tonight.

Chest, gentlemen.

Your best profile,

biceps, chest.

Backs to the judges.

One leg behind...

Rear double biceps.

Plant your legs.

When you pose,

get on your tiptoes.

My tiptoes.

Exactly.

Relax a little now.

- You were great.

- Really?

Yeah, really. Want to see?

You filmed it?

His face, when he contracts...

Shitting razor blades.

Stay concentrated.

Where the hell are you?

Dad's almost done and...

I thought you'd come.

Call back.

Later.

Breathe in.

Yowza.

Pretty.

It's not too tight?

Sorry.

I got his voice-mail.

I doubt he'll come.

No idea why.

You won't see him for a while.

Selfish.

Maybe it's better.

Our next athlete

is also from Gym and Co,

Number 12.

Vincent Morel.

Vincent, it's all yours!

Applause, please!

58 years old,

the great Vincent Morel.

Thank you, Vincent.

That was some performance!

Gorgeous!

Our next athlete...

I messed up.

I couldn't fit it all in.

You were great.

Who knew I'd freak out so much?

You were perfect.

How did Richard do?

Not bad.

Nothing new.

You have to put on a show.

Yeah, with your costume...

the striptease...

It was very good.

I'm not worried.

Don't catch cold.

The judges aren't ready.

Very difficult

to choose among the top three.

For the prizes,

I'll call only

3rd place, 2nd place and first.

Third, second and first in that order.

Tonight, in third place,

contestant number... 5!

Didier Cagnard!

Give him some applause.

Wonderful!

Second place tonight...

number 18,

Richard Chantome!

He'll come in first.

A unanimous decision.

And tonight's winner,

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