Crazy in the Noodle Page #2

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-You don't have a heart.

I don't?

I'm looking.

-Looking for what?

Matches.

I know someone, Angelo.

-Who's that? Who's Angelo?

A friend of mine, my darling.

He'll still be at his office.

-What, alright, the bill please.

Thanks.

I won't pay this, sir.

Did Juliette explain?

-Yes.

Will you do it?

-No.

There's no reason to kill you.

-40,000 francs...

I'm not in it for the money, sir.

I kill for honour.

-He's Corsican.

If you behave, I'll behave.

If you show no respect, I'll kill you.

You respect me, don't you?

See? Excuse me, I'm busy.

You're really out of luck, darling.

-One moment...

What's wrong with you?

You saw it. He hit me.

What if I got angry?

You're asking for it.

That fellow's crazy. If he continues

like this, he should be locked up.

Excuse me, I was interrupted.

Is it my turn?

I did what I could.

-Me too.

I'd like to stay,

but I have to go home.

Alright, go.

-Will you be back for me?

Yes, in the next life.

You're a nice guy.

If you change your mind...

I heard everything.

-I have nothing to be ashamed of.

I can solve it.

-What?

I'm telling you I heard everything.

-Do you know someone?

Yes.

-Someone serious?

Very serious.

Where can I find him?

-It's me.

It's just that...

-Yes...

You wouldn't say.

-Exactly...

Have you ever heard of Amde

-No.

I'm very happy to meet you.

-I say...

I was about to give up.

-Such is life, isn't it?

Shall we sit down?

-Barman, give us a drink.

After you, please.

I have to admit that I

don't have a lot of courage.

Neither do I.

-Excuse me?

Just kidding.

Leave the bottle here.

This is my business card.

-What do I want with that?

You don't know my name and address.

-That's true.

That's a quiet neighbourhood.

-Yes.

And when will you drop by?

-I won't tell you that.

Do you promise?

-Yes, of course.

And if you change your mind?

-Even if I change my mind...

Even if I beg you not to,

you still have to kill me.

Understood.

-There.

All taken care of then.

-That's to say...

Ah yes, excuse me.

Here, 40, 3, 5, 6, 46000 francs.

-No.

But that's all I have.

-It's way too much.

-Take it. Why would I want it?

No, not more then 30,000.

Take it. My last wish.

-Alright then...

To your health.

Sorry.

Singer saved from water!

Read all about it!

And this is just the start.

-It's already not bad.

"Her voice sounds both endearing

and unforgettable."

That's my article.

-You've never heard me.

Thanks anyway.

"Pierre Cousin, the hero, is

an unknown composer."

If I'm correct, the newspapers

published three of his songs.

Didn't he continue writing?

-Unfortunately, three bad songs.

Now they'll sell well.

Hello, yes,

it's France Dimanche.

Give it to me.

I deal with the press.

Hello, what's it about?

What? you're joking.

Bad taste, sir.

Very bad taste.

Yes... yes... yes...

Please, don't insist.

What did he want?

-To take your picture in your swimsuit.

Good that you refused.

-Of course.

In your swim... but wait...

This is perfect.

Some other time.

You're expected in half an hour.

You should definitely do this.

-Mr Cousin should be there too.

Let's find him.

-Dead or alive.

I'm coming.

We've got him.

-Amde...

Well, Mr Amde...

And, any news this morning?

-No, Mr Director.

Is everything alright?

-Yes, everything's fine.

Not one mistake?

-No, Mr Director.

You're pulling my leg.

-Not at all, Mr Director.

I respect you.

-Enough of that nonsense.

Yesterday we were 30,000 francs

short on cash.

And we can't afford that, understood?

That's correct, Mr. Director

-Well, explain it to me.

I found the 30,000 francs this morning.

It was just a mistake...

You've been working here

for 8 years.

This isn't acceptable.

We don't tolerate this kind of mistake.

Of course, Mr. Director

-Your private life is not my business.

But, from man to man,

are you supporting a dancer?

A dancer?

-Either you're gambling...

Mr. Director, how can you think that?

End of the line, everybody out.

-Let go of me.

We've got you and

we won't let you go.

We organised a little party for you.

-This is La Belle Vie.

And this is just the start.

Do you hear me?

-Yes, and then what?

That's my song.

What's happening?

-Do you never read the newspaper?

No.

-They only talk about you.

What do you think of her?

-I'll take her.

You're making a good deal.

-So are you.

Come here quickly, honey.

And when does she start?

-Tomorrow evening.

Hear that? You start tomorrow.

-I'm not ready.

Then why did you try to commit suicide?

-She's only joking.

This is him.

-Mr Cousin, come in my arms.

Thanks to me you're a star.

Have you two met?

No.

-What, no.

You saved her but don't know her?

-It was dark.

I wanted to thank you.

-He's not going anywhere. Press first.

We're the press.

-Have you got an idea?

Leave it up to us. No problem.

-No problem?

But of course. You're a genius.

I've always told you...

You've always told me?

-Sir, thank you again.

This isn't the right moment.

Come here.

Here.

What are you doing?

-It should look natural.

You can do better than that.

This is the love of your life.

More passion. You adore

each other.

Like this.

You're scaring me.

-800 readers want to see that kiss.

Your turn.

That's not good.

It's ba...

Take a picture!

This is fine!

Are you ready?

-We are for today...

Perfect.

-I'm confused.

This is for you.

-What is it?

An advance of 200,000 francs.

-200,000 francs?

Look, another 100,000 francs.

-Another 100,000?

Yes, I know, it's not a lot.

Come by in my office for the complement.

For a compliment?

-You're a great composer.

They're finally noticing.

About time. Now, the contract, Mr...

-Mr Bouthillier.

You can talk to my manager

-You have a...?

I never deal with material matters.

-You're clearly a genius.

Are you alright? Not too nervous?

-Yes, I am.

It will pass quickly.

Go home quickly to work.

-I don't have a song.

Sir, would you...

-Do you have a good piano?

I hope you like it.

-It's extraordinary.

It's my nature.

I'm an optimist.

You must have written many love songs.

-Like everybody else...

But you know, love...

-You're not lucky in love?

Jaded, you mean.

-Really?

When you're a composer,

women come and go.

You're a dangerous man.

-Not anymore.

There comes a time when

you're fed up with breaking hearts.

Is that so?

-I can't tell you everything.

Recently, a beautiful woman...

what was her name?

She adored me, wrote to

me every day.

I had to send her letters back.

What happened to her.

-She became a wreck.

You don't scare me.

I think you're very friendly.

And I kiss you.

-Dangerous...

Amde...

There you are.

Where have you been?

Did anybody ask for me?

-That's a good one.

There were lots of people.

A big gentleman.

-They came in various sizes.

No, but a big man with brown hair.

-Wait a moment.

He just left.

You must have seen him.

Just now?

His name's Amde.

He said he'd be back

to pay his debt.

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