Irreversible Page #4

Marcus.

Come on.

-I've had it with that c*nt.

Don't be so annoying.

-He brings misfortune.

I give him some p*ssy.

He doesn't want them.

I give him coke, he doesn't like it.

I present him a glass, he says no.

Such a bore.

You picked a weird one as lean

as a lath, Alex.

No, I rather watch you.

I bear heavy secrets.

-Dance with me.

Let me have a look at you.

You didn't use to dance.

There is the hairy monkey.

Stop it, Marcus.

Do something.

What has he swallowed?

Stop it.

In the past you never danced.

-I dance with you.

You dance to forget, huh?

Your Marcus is out of his mind.

What are you doing?

You didn't use to dance like that.

In the past you didn't dance that way.

Let yourself go.

-I'm completly relaxed.

Dance with me.

-You scare me. You're never like this.

I never saw you like this.

There you have got him again.

Do I scare you?

-Funny, huh?

Do you think that's funny?

I can do it too.

Please. Dance with me.

I'm with you. I look at you.

You are in great shape.

Remember? Be careful.

You are playing a dangerous game,

Alex.

Marcus has a lot of fun.

-Come with me.

Very nice to see you.

-The pleasure is all mine. How are you?

I'm going to say hi to a few mates.

Everything okay?

Sorry.

Everything okay?

How about you?

And?

-And, does it grow?

He never knows when to quit.

I'm happy. You look hot.

Quit it.

I really enjoy it to see you

I'm completly wasted from the dancing.

I've also danced alot.

-Everything okay?

I'm happy.

I'm in a very special period.

I'll tell you about it.

I'm here with a guy.

Pierre?

- No.

I'm with Marcus.

I think he's completely insane.

-Yeah, it looks like it.

I want to have dinner with you

one evening.

Thank you.

-Then I'll tell you all.

She must tell me everything.

What does she have to tell?

-I don't know.

Are you alright?

-Yeah, of course.

Okay. Will you call me?

-Promised.

Well...

See you later.

Stop it.

- What?

What did you take?

Nothing. Nothing at all.

I'm sober as water.

My name is Jean-Franois.

Did you see your eyes?

-What's wrong with them?

You don't control your mouth.

You don't control your breasts.

Quit it, I want to rest.

-I've been looking for you for a while.

I was dancing.

Why do you have to swallow pills

to make fun?

I don't know. It's fun.

-You are no longer 15.

Sometimes you can be very sweet...

and soft, and at other moments

you can be a real moron.

Quit it, Alex.

-I want to go home.

I want to go home, I want some rest.

I'll bring you home.

-You look like a ghost.

Stop it, you are annoying me.

-Wait, I'll bring you home.

Don't touch me.

Come on!

I'll bring you home, I told you!

Alex, goddammit!

I'm leaving.

- Where are you going?

I'm tired.

- But you're only here for an hour.

I want to go home.

-A minute ago, you were still dancing.

What's wrong?

-He's completely stoned.

I know.

-Take care of him.

He doesn't need me, you do.

-No I don't.

Don't worry.

I'll call you tomorrow.

No. I came for you.

To see you.

It has been months. I have to make

up something to see you.

To see you dance.

-Don't torture yourself like that.

I don't.

I can take it.

It's from esthetical pleasure.

From nostalgia to see you again.

Don't go away.

I'll call you tomorrow. Promised.

Why?

-You are a darling.

No, I'm not a darling. It's

uncareful to leave you alone.

I'm reading a very good book.

-How long?

Months.

-How many pages? 43?

It's really good.

After the index it's with each page...

What's it about?

-Well, it says...

The book?

-The book says...

It seems to be that the future is completely

decided already. Everything is fixed.

And the proof is the prophetic dreams.

Beautiful. That gets us asleep

at least.

Who knows what we are going to dream.

-You should write...

Sometimes I dream that I'm asleep.

My only dream.

Come on.

-Then you get relaxed.

Very suspenseful.

-Direction Louis Blanc.

Isn't that our stop?

-No, the next one.

You have to sleep.

Do you sleep 2 hours?

How many times did collapse,

after hours of work.

Was it good? Tell me.

You can't do it either, huh?

Terrible, huh?

What will make you come?

Stop it.

Why do you say something like that?

It's your own fault, if you go out

with your ex boy-friends

You can't make her come, huh?

We'll explain it to you one time.

-No, seriously.

What?

-Does he really make you come?

I don't say...

-You don't have to say anything.

Quit it. He with his monkey face.

Tell me.

Come on.

Don't be like that.

"Yes, we come."

You see how you are now, Pierre?

You want to explain everything.

Do you come or not?

I haven't been able to for years.

Don't excite yourself.

Everything is fine.

That's why you're in the back

and I'm up front.

No, seriously. There is nobody.

-Stop it.

Did he do something nice

or not?

You don't talk about that stuff.

Shall we do them then?

In turns.

That way we'll see if it works on them.

-It's complicated.

Did it work or not?

You held against me that...

I've been thinking for a long time...

I had results.

Excellent results, since...

Can he do it?

-We're not talking about sex.

Why not?

-You can talk about everything...

We can talk about sex,

just not with you.

He wants to explain everything.

Like sex. Sex is an act, you

don't talk about it.

But you can say how it is?

Did you enjoy a bit,

yes or no?

It's a vulgar question.

For me it was finished.

Why do you say that?

- I had to, from my cardiologist.

He said I would die from it.

"Her orgasm or your heart," she said.

Seriously.

- Stop it now.

there, a metro.

And it's blue with colors.

Did you achieve something or not?

Pierre!

- No, seriously.

We will explain everything.

Liar.

Liars have a big nose,

you have big ears.

Do I have a big nose?

- No, big ears. Your nose is nothing.

By the way, with the wind... look.

What an airflow.

Ladies and gentlemen,

a couple that cums.

One time...

One time she screamed.

- In four years, very good.

Because she bumped into

the pedestal.

Why are you acting like that?

The only tangible proof

of an orgasm.

And I believed in it.

I thought:
Finally.

She cried. And it was bleeding.

You know what people say?

There are no women

who can't come,

only men who can't f***.

And that's it.

-Why are you hurting yourself?

I am not. Tell me the truth and

I swill accept it.

I was too cerebral to

make her cum.

Then she follows a diet of banana's

and testosteron, and it's done.

You are trite.

- Seriously.

Do you do it for a banana diet?

Bravo.

Look at that couple going to a party

who don't share their bed secrets.

You have to be able to be tender.

- And you were so progressive.

I'll write it down, you never know

if I find the one.

It has been long that..

A knot, thank you.

No, I kept it for you.

How are those things called again?

Go on, tell me.

A tender gesture.

- No, for you it's hopeless.

You won't succeed anymore.

- Tell me.

You take care of your rats.

You can still do that.

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