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- Both nice guy.

- Nice?

Yes, that's what you said. Yes.

And Stephen wanted to "marriage" you,

but, uh, you think that marriage

is boring.

- Ah! Except for ours.

- Oh, yeah.

Then you met, uh, Phil.

Phil.

- Him you really love, huh?

- But you can't tell them that.

- And I left Phil.

- And married me, because...

You're different and funny.

And don't forget a...

a good handyman.

Right.

You've had lots of women,

but you haven't really loved anyone...

since Helene, except for me.

- And you fell in love with me because...

- Ah!

What's a good reason?

I just can't think.

It can't be that hard

to think of a reason.

Uh, let me see. Ahh!

There must be a reason.

Oh, yes! Yes.

Because I begin

to hear music again.

- It's like when I was a little girl.

- Yeah?

The same thing.

- The pot.

- Sure.

No, I gave you a five, right?

Yeah, okay.

- What is it?

- Nothing.

- What? What?

- Don't wait up for me.

- Phil? Phil!

- Hey-hey!

Hey! Oh, ho!

You look beautiful.

- Let's go around to your place.

- Wait.

- Or we can go around to Angelo's.

- No.

- Oh, God. I'm hungry. Let's go.

- No, no, no, no, no. Let's go this way.

No, no. It's all arranged. Come on.

I made a reservation. Come here.

- Let's go have dinner around...

just around the corner here.

- No, no, no, no, no.

- I have it all planned.

Let's go this way.

- Come on.

- No, no, no.

- Oh, come on.

- So tell me everything you

did while I was away.

- Not much.

- Not much? So you missed me?

- Oh, yes.

- Yes?

- Yes.

- I missed you a lot.

You sure you missed me?

- Of course.

- You sure?

- Yes.

You don't look like you did.

No. Looks to me like I missed you more

than you missed me.

That's not true.

- You should have been there.

It was beautiful.

- Three tofus and a brown rice.

I saw us there. Out in the middle

of nowhere, grow our own food.

One night there was

this incredible moon.

- You should've seen it. Wow!

- We had the same moon.

Well, yeah, but you should have seen it

without all the crap in the sky.

It was glorious.

It was a cloudy night.

Then all of a sudden, out of nowhere,

this giant shaft of moonlight

breaks through the clouds.

It was all of a sudden like daytime...

with giant shadows being

cast from the trees.

Ohh.

Oh, what a beauty.

- Now go!

- No.

- Phil!

- The guard isn't here.

Ohh. Look, we'll get together

tomorrow, okay? Please.

Just to the door, Bront.

There might be some intruder

lurking about.

- Hey, this is nice!

- Okay.

- You've seen me to the door. Now go.

- No.

No. I can't go until

I've seen the greenhouse.

- Oh, Phil, you've had too much to drink.

- Yeah.

- Come here. Mmm!

- Mmm.

- Oh, you feel so good.

- Oh, Phil, no. Please.

- Mmm.

- Oh.

Oh, Bront. Oh, oh!

- Phil.

- Mmm, mmm.

- Oh.

- Phil, no, no!

You heard what she said!

Oh, merde!

- She said go. Okay?

- Who's this?

- Go or I'll throw you out.

- Georges, how dare you?

- Bront, talk to me. Who is this?

- Get out, vegetarian!

- Who the hell do you think you are?

- Georges, no!

- I'm the husband, that's who.

- What'd you say?

- That's my wife you've been grabbing.

Now get out.

Bront? Bront? Is this true?

Yes, but it's not the way

you think. Oh, God.

- What?

- Oh, God!

- Out.

- Now wait a minute.

- Out, out, out, out.

Hey! You're the waiter

from that restaurant.

- Get out! Out.

- I don't know what's going on,

but I'm gonna find out, pal.

Go on, get out!

Carrot! Cucumber!

- No!

- Now you go.

- The interview! We're going tomorrow.

- Out! Now!

- Are you upset?

- Upset? Upset!

- Out, out!

- No, no. But the interview!

- I don't care.

I don't care what happens.

- Bront, please.

Now go or I'll call the police.

I'll call Immigration.

Jail would be better than this.

At least I'd have a cell to myself!

Oh. Come on.

D-Don't be childish.

- Bront?

- Ohh!

Bront? Open, Bront.

Bront? Bront? Bront?

Bront?

Get up. Go on. Get up.

Up! Out! Out!

Oh, no.

Up! Out!

Back to the subway.

- It's you!

- Uh, good morning, Mrs Bird.

Ever since you people moved in,

there's been nothing but trouble.

I didn't want

to wake you, chrie.

- You forgot your key again.

- Yes. Al-Always forgetting the key.

You should have gone to a hotel, dear!

But the board wouldn't approve of

such a thing! Sleeping in the hallways.

- Excuse me.

- This isn't Africa, you know.

I realize that, Mrs Bird.

It won't happen again.

Mrs Bird!

- Why did you do that last night?

- I just don't like vegetarians.

- Don't be ridiculous!

- The way he was bothering you,

I lost control.

- Is that supposed to be an apology?

- He's not right for you.

Oh, really? He knows more about

people's feelings than you'll ever know.

- Feelings?

You don't have feelings at all.

- You snore, and your manners

are atrocious.

- Ah, if you think

that's important, you're a snob.

- Well, you're a slob,

you're overweight, you're disgusting!

You say you are a rebel,

but you are afraid of your father.

- My father's made something of his life.

- But you live your life like

you got it from a book.

- Well, you're 40,

and you sleep in the park.

- And Phil?

Oh, yes, you make-a nice love with Phil,

like-a vegetables. You need a f***.

That's the language of the gutter, where

you came from and where you'll end up.

I am... I am the gutter, yes.

But you... You are like a plant.

A ca-ca... cactus!

I once said I had no opinion of you,

and now I do.

- I hate you. I really hate you!

- Good, good. Your first feeling. Good.

- Oh, God. The interview!

- Oh, my God!

- Oh, oh! Oh!

- Do you have... Do you have a...

Yeah. I'll do it. I'll do it.

I'll do it.

- Move it, you stupid moron!

- I'm stuck. I'm stuck.

- Come on. We'll take the subway.

- Well, you can take the subway, lady,

but you ain't goin' nowhere.

- The subway? Where?

- The water main broke.

- The park. The park. Come on!

The whole city's falling apart!

Come on. We'll get a cab

on the other side.

But the park is too far, Bront.

Bront, it's too far!

Come on. Up there.

- This way.

- You're sure? You're sure, huh?

- Yes.

- Because we can't get lost.

I'm sure. Of course I'm sure.

- To the right. Right.

- Where?

Come on. Come on.

Run for it. Take care.

Oh.

Oh. We're nearly there.

- This way?

- We're not far. Oh.

Come on!

- Children!

- Taxi?

- Taxi! Taxi! Taxi!

- Taxi! Taxi!

Number 75.

We're the next.

Father, Sydney.

Face cream, Monticello.

Monticello. Monticello.

Your father's name,

was it Bertrand or Bernard?

- Rene.

- Oh.

Seventy-six? Seventy-six.

You wait in here, Mr Faur.

And Mrs Faur,

if you'll follow me.

No.

Mr Faur, as you know,

we have doubts...

that your marriage is bona fide.

I have here a number

of detailed questions.

Your answers will help us

make a determination.

I want you to be brief

and to the point.

I ask you

to raise your right hand.

Do you hereby swear that the evidence

you're about to give...

is the truth, the whole truth

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