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I can leave now if you like.
- No, don't.
- If you act up, I won't stay.
Stay.
So Sandrine says
you're moving back to Paris...
I can't go back to London.
Too many memories.
What are you going to do now?
I wanted to discuss it with you.
A drink?
The same thing... a whiskey.
As I was saying
I thought I'd talk to you.
I thought maybe you could help...
Maybe, but times have changed.
Sure, but times seem to be
treating you okay.
Yes, because...
I'm good at my job...
good at corporate politics.
But if I had a little freedom...
No, please... forget about it.
You're busy
for the show. It was great.
Thank you. That's so nice of you!
- See You soon, I hope.
- See you soon.
Lee didn't leave you anything?
We weren't married.
We had a joint account.
Almost empty.
And your son?
If I want to see him
I need to turn my life around.
Meaning?
I need a job, for example.
- And to stop shooting up.
- That's history.
- I doubt it.
- I said that it's history!
I was on methadone
but I stopped taking it.
Do you know how often
I hear that in my office?
I've known you long enough
and I've heard all your lies.
- I've changed.
- People don't change.
That's your opinion, not mine.
Sandrine said
you were stoned out of your mind.
You can level with me.
I don't care. It's your life.
She's pretty, Sandrine.
- Do you sleep together?
- No.
- Do you still love her?
- Two days ago I followed her all night long.
- Did she know?
- Yes. She pretended I didn't exist.
She was with a woman
her new lover.
I've known for a while.
I couldn't care less.
This woman has
a restaurant near Beaubourg.
It's doing okay.
Not too pretty, but very maternal.
Unlike me.
I did something incredibly stupid.
And it's too late to yell at me.
Sandrine stopped by
to have me sign something.
I got her into the bathroom
locked the door and left.
I swear!
It's not funny!
You're not a kid anymore.
You can't do that!
- I know.
- Pathetic.
Is lrene here?
Come here.
Come closer.
Yes, I'd like a taxi.
Thank you.
- What Did You tell her?
- That it's over.
- Are You serious?
- Dead serious.
- You just killed her.
- I doubt it. But I really hope I did.
This way.
Through the courtyard.
It's lrene.
She'll call all night to apologize.
- You want a whiskey? I do.
- Sure.
Then I'll be going.
Is it true you and lrene were lovers?
It's too much. I'll get drunk.
So what?
Before Lee, you were with lrene.
Not with her.
But yes...
We were lovers.
- Did Lee know?
- Sure he did.
Sorry for all the questions.
No need to apologize.
It's no secret.
Emily?
Emily!
Emily!
- I got it.
- It's heavy.
I'll manage.
Yann and Henri are friends of Jeff's.
- Hi.
- Want to see your room?
I thought you'd call last night.
I saw lrene.
- Any luck?
- No, a dead end.
I told you not to count on her.
I crossed that b*tch
off my list ages ago.
You can unpack.
You can stick the crates in the closet.
- Like it?
- It's great.
The bathroom's that way.
If Jeff's dog bothers you
just hit him.
Beat it!
Are you two coming?
- We're finishing something. Later.
- Later.
I told Jeff I'd stop by rehearsals.
Here are the keys.
For the house and for the gate.
You can always reach me on my cell.
Make yourself at home, okay?
See you later.
Emily.
What's wrong?
Want a painkiller?
I took one.
I wish Lee were here.
To take me in his arms.
To tell me it'll be okay.
I'm sick of being alone.
I keep screwing up.
Why did he leave me all alone?
- Ronaldo Demachy.
- Hi.
Sorry about the wait.
I'll be frank. I'm seeing you
because lrene Paolini insisted.
She's someone I respect a lot.
I won't waste your time.
I want things to be perfectly clear.
I think they are.
Right.
We're opening a boutique
in the Printemps department store.
You'll have certain responsibilities,
but it's a step above salesgirl.
I understand that.
It's very hard work,
and to be honest
not very well-paid.
I've thought it over and I want it.
Do you know our line?
Of course.
We target active women with
limited means but who expect quality.
Not exactly your profile.
But the store
attracts a lot of tourists,
Sure. No problem.
many of them Asian, so speaking
several languages is a major asset.
Come meet Madame Gregory.
She runs the show here.
She's busy overseeing
our new lingerie collection.
Obviously
you'll have to fit into our mold.
- Meaning?
- You can't dress like you are now.
Or like you did on your cable show.
It would look bad.
- You saw the show?
- It was my generation.
It was a lot of fun.
It was before cable TV caught on.
It was for the happy few.
The cool set.
There's Madame Gregory.
- Are you home?
- I'm going out soon.
How was it?
Awful.
- It didn't work out?
- Yeah, it'll work out.
I don't exactly have a choice.
I learned that in prison.
- Learned what?
- To adapt.
If I want to see Jay
I have to change my life.
Even if the new life sucks.
It's the life most people live.
- Yeah, but it's grim.
I don't know.
I honestly don't.
- You went shopping.
- A little. For Jay.
He can sleep downstairs.
Don't bother. I'll make room
with me. He'll be fine.
It's no bother for a weekend.
Exactly. If I only have two days
I want him near me the whole time.
Don't get carried away.
What do you mean?
What happens when he has to go?
Back to London. Then back
to Vancouver. It's far away.
I'm sorry to be harsh.
You're right.
Maybe it's better if I don't see him.
I don't know.
Why is Albrecht coming?
I wrote him to say I'm doing well
that I found a job.
I guess he doesn't believe me.
He's checking.
Are you up to the test?
I'm trying to change...
But I don't know
if I can take care of a child.
I want a coffee.
I'll meet you inside.
Got any change?
Remember I told you about Gloria?
- The girl you met in prison?
- She's out.
I thought she was in for a while.
It turns out the case was dismissed.
She called last week.
She wants me to join her.
- Where?
- San Francisco.
She found a label.
They like our demos.
Be careful.
Do you have a contract?
She didn't mention one.
Is there any money in it?
They're willing to pay for sessions
with a real producer.
- What's his name?
- David Roback.
- Got a light?
- No.
He has a group called Mazzy Star.
Excuse me, do you have a light?
Sorry for bothering.
Thank you.
They did a few albums.
Good stuff.
I remember Mazzy Star.
But he's only free next week.
To record on Monday
I'd have to leave on Sunday.
I'm not going.
I don't know how to tell Gloria.
She'll be disappointed.
Tell her you'll come later.
It's now or never.
And Jay comes first.
If I go to San Francisco
I'll f*** everything up.
I've done enough of that.
I won't do it again.
- Hello.
- Hello, a table for two.
- Smoking or No smoking?
- Smoking.
Step this way, please.
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