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She's well-paid

and not out for money!

Honest women are rare

in billionaire circles.

Yes, almost as rare

as honest lawyers!

Your wife must be after this guy.

The girl's gotta help us.

Here she is.

How will he get out of it?

For 2 years you swore you'd divorce,

now I must help you avoid it?

I'm in deep sh*t.

Only you can help me.

Right, to keep your wife.

And go live with a stranger.

My wife's a majority shareholder

in the companies I run.

Damn that, I want one thing.

What?

A good reason

to accept this absurdity.

Loving me a little is one.

Oan you think of any others?

I need a month to neutralize her.

With some financial maneuvers

that'll get me out of this.

In a month I'll divorce:

we'll start a new life!

I trust you.

I knew I could count on you, darling!

Not so fast.

I'll show you how much I trust you.

Put 10 million Euros

in a bank for me

in a tax-haven.

10 million?

No, 20 million.

It takes a big sum to make this fun.

I told my lawyer you weren't

after money. Sorry I was wrong.

You weren't. It's a deposit.

Divorce in a month, you get it all back.

If you don't,

I'll consider I got paid for a job.

20 million? That's insane!

It's nothing,

if you're so sure you'll divorce.

Thanks.

I'll park it, sir.

Drive, I have to talk to you.

- There's our lot.

- Go ahead, park.

- You're Franois Pignon?

- That's right.

I'm a lawyer with a client

who needs your help.

My help?

All this must stay

strictly confidential.

You must put a woman up

at your place for a while.

A woman?

Yes, and pretend to be a couple.

Sorry, I don't quite follow you.

It's simple.

A woman will live with you:

people must think

she's your girlfriend.

Who is she?

She's a... how can I put it?

Let's say a supermodel.

- A supermodel?

- Right...

Quite well known... very well known.

- Who'll live with me?

- For a few days.

How much must I pay?

No, we pay you.

To live with a supermodel?

Name your price.

You're putting me on?

No, it's a serious matter.

Where's the camera?

What?

The camera, where is it?

You sure had me going.

You got me!

And I...

Mr Pignon, this is very serious

and very urgent.

Well?

He agreed.

He didn't get it, but agreed.

- How much does he want?

- 32,450 Euros.

The exactness of the sum

surprised me, too.

32,450 Euros.

Not a penny more or less!

How did she react?

She'll cost more.

How much?

...million Euros.

What?

20 million Euros!

- Is this a joke?

- Not at all.

I swore I'd divorce:

she didn't believe me.

I can see why.

Spare me your quips.

Sorry.

You said she wasn't after money.

It's a deposit.

I get it back when I divorce.

That's blackmail.

I love her,

and I'm completely cornered.

- Mr Pignon?

- Yes.

I'm Ohristine Levasseur.

May I ask you a few questions?

Oan I come in?

Please do.

You seen this picture?

Was that the door, hon?

Ma'am.

Hello?

They beat you to it.

I couldn't be faster.

I found him in 24-hours.

I just left his place: she was there.

Maybe they are an item.

I'll never believe that.

We can't rule it out completely.

Watch them day and night.

We'll soon find out.

Hello?

She's hired Berman.

Ex-cop, now private.

The green Renault behind you.

Take Baume Avenue

and park by number 42.

A car's waiting for you in the yard.

A black Audi.

Take the back exit

into a street behind the building.

It's a friend's house,

you'll be fine here.

Sit down.

The bank data:
you have

20 million Euros in this account.

Admit that it's a tidy sum.

Less than the cost of a divorce.

Ten times less?

I'll need a signature.

So he gets the money back

if he divorces.

Love is beautiful!

Let's recap...

Be seen everywhere with this man:

convince those watching you

that you're a real couple.

Yes?

Right away.

He's here.

I'll leave you.

Sorry, darling. I'm a bit late.

I'm so happy to see you.

It's all done,

money's been transferred.

An accounting headache,

but I'll skip that.

Let's chitchat.

How's the divorce coming along?

Elena, be nice to me.

Things aren't easy.

Because of your wife?

No, because of you.

I feel guilty

about what you're going through.

Living with that pathetic guy

must be dreadful.

Not really. In fact, it's quite fun.

The apartment is barely livable,

but the guy is cute.

Oute? Are we talking

about the same guy?

He has lovely eyes,

and he makes me laugh.

It's sweet of you

to try and reassure me,

but it's hard on you.

Thank you for playing along.

You know me.

I can't be with two men at once.

That's not funny.

You made me live with another man.

I do my best.

Oooking, the dishes, the laundry...

Not funny!

Your lawyer said

we must be seen together,

and look like a real couple.

I love you.

Soon we'll be together forever.

Gotta go. I can't keep him waiting,

we have a lunch date.

Don't sulk.

I kicked you out because I was low.

Miss me?

See, you're alone like a dog!

I'm not alone.

Sure! The neighbors complain

of your all night parties,

and chicks shrieking in ecstasy.

Don't park it, I'll be fast.

Is Franois here?

Franois?

Hi, honey!

Is our lunch on?

No, I'm busy, stop by later.

Thanks. Bye.

Bye...

- Friend of yours?

- Yeah.

Known her long?

No. We're living together.

- There were photographers.

- Really?

That's why I kissed you.

What's so funny?

The other valet, you killed him!

Why?

He says I'm hopeless with women.

Why would he say that? He's crazy!

He doesn't believe

in my powers of seduction.

I don't either.

Where do you usually lunch?

At Luigi's, an Italian place.

- I keep going straight?

- No, not Luigi's. Elsewhere.

If you're a regular,

let's be seen there.

Not at Luigi's. There's other places.

Is it good?

You read it, Mr Herv.

I did?

You bought it last month

and read it in one go!

I don't recall it!

Yet I still have all my marbles.

Then... give me a lamb chop.

The butcher's next door,

this is the bookstore.

This way, Mr Herv.

You could've sold it to him twice.

It's not him.

- He won't come back.

- Just as well!

I had a voice mail from him.

Said he had funds

to cover my debt.

Nonsense.

- I didn't call back.

- Good.

He's bluffing.

He can't find that kind of money!

Isn't that amazing?

You can pick another ring tone.

It has 40! For you!

That's sweet, but I can't accept.

Yes, you can!

Look how cool this one is.

- How many functions?

- 100! One's for scuba diving!

Wow!

It's yours. Have lunch with me!

OK, but a quick one.

We'll be at Luigi's. I'll be back soon.

No, not Luigi's. Let's go elsewhere.

She's amazing.

Takes guts to kiss a guy like that.

- Yes, she's giving it her all.

- F*** you!

- Beg your pardon?

- Nothing, I'm sorry.

Yes?

- Don't forget the meeting in Lille.

- Right, Lille.

Being booed by 800 striking workers.

Just what I need!

- When do I leave?

- Helicopter's ready, sir.

I'm off.

Watch them day and night.

Got that?

Everybody's watching us!

Why would you be with me?

Let's up the ante:

put your arm around me.

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