Bye Bye Blondie Page #3

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Hi, Frances.

Who is she?

-Maid.

What's she doing here with you?

-Wash.

-You don't?

-No.

-What does she gets paid?

-15 Euros a week, three hours per day.

A wealth. Give it to me.

We don't care about washing.

I work somewhere else.

I'm late, too.

Inhale deeply through your nose ...

and as we breathe out ...

We breathe out ...

We support with hand

and stretches out ... Bra.

One, two, three, four and five.

It is not healthy to exercise,

especially sober.

It's like drugs. It is believed

that it helps, but it's a trap.

-Are you working all day?

-Yes. Are you here when I come?

I'll get the keys to you.

What is the use of money

if you work all day?

It hangs together.

So disappointed I become.

Is it like to be rich?

-Can I create a cottage here with you?

-A cottage?

-A corner is mine.

Yeah ... obviously.

Toulouse seemed to want to leave

dinner when I got without you.

He is sincere.

He does not hide his disappointment.

If we pay ...?

As nice. No, let me ...

-Let's see ... Here you are.

-What will you do this weekend?

We could go to Cabourg

to get some Iuft.

-So maybe I can write IittIe.

-Do you still have writer's block?

If I have ... I've written

ten lines, that's all.

I sit for hours at the office.

It is hell.

Edouard can drive us

for your recording on Friday.

No, it's Gloria's first weekend here.

I will be here with her.

Yeah? What are you?

Listening to "La Souris deglingue ...

- ... In Bruriers farewell concert.

-Please! Give me respite!

What will she do when you get

to sense and throws her out?

It's different with her.

-I give it two weeks.

May I ... Le Monde.

So bad that you are there.

I do not know if you get my letters-

Or if they read them.

They can go to hell.

When we were together it was

almost comical that you were there.

Now that I'm back and you

are still there, I am insane.

I tremble at the thought of how

we should kiss when you come out.

Call me when you get home!

I place the dormitory.

I'm out when you get here.

Just wait and see ...

I'm home with my albums

and my room ... and your letters.

I was not one of them.

I was sad when you left home.

So boring that you stay with nuns

it may not be as fun.

There is certainly

much disobedience there ...

I will not see you again.

I have my life here.

My boyfriend will reunite

and I will be with him.

What the hell?

Is that real blood?

-If you can not scream as usual?

-There is no danger.

-The skinheads beat me.

-We turn them in his mouth.

-We take revenge on them!

-We turn the skulls on them!

-Look, skinheads!

Where are you?

Where are you, you skinheads?

There is nobody here.

Cops!

Police! Stop!

Damn, for some strenuous pigs.

So you tell me during the fight?

You are not exactly awake.

-What do you do with those bastards?

-They are comrades from Toulouse.

It was your buddies

who f***ed with us.

He was alone and drunk,

but did not stop until we caught up.

You should not hang with the fascists,

kid. You can get bad.

Stop calling me "kid" ...

Why not?

-Do you live with your parents?

-No.

I would not end up in a madhouse

again. I'm staying with a friend.

His parents don't know

I jump through the window.

Is that ok in your home?

-It was exhausting, but it's ok.

-I'm waiting for answers to my letters.

-Really?

-Cried a lot?

-Yes.

How long have you suffered ... Two weeks?

Will you stay with me? I live nearby.

You don't have to climb into,

I have a separate entrance.

No, I don't want to.

I know you're scared, girl.

One can get anxiety from

Meeting the woman in her life.

Relax,

you would like to be happy.

You are still a big mouth.

Hold up, I'm not going.

If you open the trunk?

Careful.

They are sharp ...

They scratched the trunk.

-Not if you put them gently.

-What will you do with them?

-My own corner.

-It's not olive oil?

No, but set them up and down.

Set them straight!

-Good day, madam!

-Good day.

I live on the fourth,

if you need anything.

-Yes, sir, thank you!

-See you.

Hello!

Hello!

Is that you playing so loud?

-Gloria, I presume.

Nice to meet you.

It is I who is Claude Muir.

We will certainly stay together

All three, in peaceful coexistence.

I interrupt you right away

I am the alpha male here.

I just wanted to say

that you play too loud.

-You get to hear at lower volumes.

-I am a writer.

And I have writer's block.

It is hard to imagine.

The easiest thing would have been

not to write then.

I avail myself of a ritual,

of self-hypnosis -

-A kind of temporary psychosis

which is favorable for creating.

Do you understand? Music is essential

of ending up in the state.

I have to find the right mood.

Nothing can disturb the process.

-That's it.

-I satisfied myself.

Thank you.

-Are you okay?

-Yes.

Can I check my mail?

Mann would think

that a serial killer lives here.

Thank you for your compliment.

Will it work

between us this time?

I will not let you, Gloria.

This time I will not have you.

Do not bite me.

-Your f***ing b*tch.

What?

When I think of the letter you wrote.

The only letter I got from you.

I did not think you were a coup.

I thought you would taste better.

I had not thought me

sleeping with girls.

But I was wrong ...

Then I had not

tasted your buttocks.

You totally screwed me.

I was absolutely desperate.

You are not heterosexual reason.

You like to suffer.

Relax.

I understand, you'll suffer.

Hold UP!

So do not you like

we met at the wrong house.

Are not you tired of playing psychologist?

Can not get enough?

Gloria.

-What does your boyfriend feel about this?

-Which girlfriend?

I have no girlfriend ...

You are my girlfriend.

-Hussy.

Oh, I missed this.

-They are actually a little bit mine.

No, not at all.

Hey ... leopard!

-You're all full. Calm down!

-You get me 12, so we go.

-Is Frances sour?

We would go to London for ...

going to concerts and buying records.

-Don't forget my records!

-If I go ...

She has learned

she must study all summer-

-With an extra teacher

To get into the fine schools.

-What is an extra teacher?

-An extra teacher with the rich ...

- ... Help her better grades.

-Does she not have good enough grades?

-Never! It will not even have!

-For a skull!

No, we cut out. Frances!

Are you hiding?

Frances!

What is it ...? You?

Excuse me.

I would not make you sad.

You pass the well ... I work

-So we can go to London.

Now you say that we can not go.

Then I'm sorry.

-We do not care about your parents.

-Stop, that's enough.

You never cease to sulk!

-I do not care, I suck all.

-Calm down, Hezbollah.

You'll have to choose then ...

Choosing between parents and me.

They will not like that you are gay,

so that you're with me ...

I am sorry not to be able to go.

What should I do, kill my mom?

It might be better than

to spend the summer with the teacher.

Aside from girls like you are out

unable to go against your mother.

Life is rock 'n roll.

With you rocker life

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