Lolo Page #2

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Yes of course.

Is she biting?

Miracles happen?

Are you crazy?

We're just talking.

Why'd you say she's a lesbian?

It was a joke.

- Did you ask her?

- Nah...

You knucklehead.

She likes you anyway.

No, she speaks English and all...

Take it from me.

I know.

Look, she's checking you out.

Yeah, she's looking at me.

Don't laugh.

Go on.

- I'll take her tuna over.

- Go for it.

I knew I should never

listen to Granny.

Actually, I like this weather.

And the spa is working wonders.

You're in a good mood!

Bought the red dress, not whining.

- Was it really that good?

- What?

I wasn't born yesterday.

It was great.

Your were right.

Just what I needed.

When are you seeing him again?

It was just a fun night.

I don't plan on doing it again.

We're going back to Paris next week.

I told him, one night only.

Or two.

I won't be seeing

anybody else for 3 weeks.

Who knows?

All those models.

Don't worry about the models.

Your train is about to depart,

be careful of closing doors.

Call me.

Kisses!

What did you do?

I thought he'd burst into tears.

Nothing special.

Here've you been all week?

You disappeared from the spa.

He went down on me.

For a whole week?

Yep. Even during my period.

Ah!

Not on the first day.

At the end, barely any blood.

Ah! That's alright then.

It was a heavenly week.

Too good to be true.

I bet he has cancer

and didn't tell me.

He couldn't.

Got cancer.

Wanted you to know.

Cancer.

I've got cancer, I'm dying.

Seriously, he is so sweet,

borderline naive.

Borderline dumb?

No.

Naive doesn't mean dumb.

I'm sick of smart-ass Parisian guys,

messing with my head.

I even think he could

get along with Eloi.

- He's in IT.

- Ah!

He's so proud of his

apartment in Beaugrenelle.

Beaugrenelle sucks!

He's a genuine romantic,

I think.

I 'd hate to hurt him.

Hurt his tongue?

- You'd regret it.

- Yeah!

Him?

It's my Lolo!

My Alpine pussycat!

Yes, we're on the train.

Madam, didn't you see the sign?

No phones.

Ma'am, she's talking to her son.

He's quadriplegic.

I left you a message.

A fling, a great guy from Biarritz.

You could've called me!

I was so worried after the paragliding.

Paragliding?

You haven't seen "The Intouchables"?

Quadriplegics love paragliding.

They're allowed to have fun too.

Okay, I'll tell her

you send your love.

- All good?

- All good. Very good.

No calls in 3 weeks, must be

going well with his girlfriend.

Annabelle only calls to complain.

"I'm so depressed.

I'm not eating, I'm anorexic."

"Don't blame him, it's you..."

It's what we are here for.

I guess.

Pain in the ass being a mother.

Small Talk

Claudine Longet & Tommy LiPuma

Sunday best and dressed

to kill the afternoon.

You know how draggy

afternoons can be sometimes,

you're lucky you find

someone to talk with you.

Small talk.

It's been nice talking to you,

walking with you... too.

Ba, ba, ba,...

In 2 weeks, the commercial shoot

in Greece will be hell.

Sick of sea and sun!

The agency insists on

shooting on an island.

Greek islands!

Are you listening?

Sorry, I was miles away.

That's true, he's on his way.

You're picking him up?

He's driving. I'll let him settle in

and see him this weekend.

You can hold out 3 days?

Come on. I'm not an animal.

I'd to impose.

You're not exhausted

from the drive?

I am beat.

This way.

I can't see anything.

Don't worry, that way.

Oh f***!

Arr!

- What the...

- Damn!

Lolo,

what you doing in my bed?

You took the TV

from my room.

I watched it here last night

before falling asleep.

Audrey flipped on me,

so I thought I'd stay here.

If it's a problem, I'll leave.

No, no. Stay, I...

This is Jean.

Eloi, my son.

Call him Lolo.

Good evening, Eloi.

Jean-Ren.

Nice to meet you.

- Jean-Ren?

- Yes.

Pleasure.

Did I hurt you?

No, nothing major.

Are you sure?

Goodnight.

By the way, I couldn't find

the weed in Easy Rider.

Try The Bird DVD.

I put it in there.

It's no problem if I stay?

No, his room's down the hall.

You call him

"my little boy".

I wasn't expecting

a young man.

He's still my little boy.

You know,

you think they're always 5.

Yeah, yeah.

I'm worried, though.

That sad expression, swollen eyes...

I don't know,

I never met him before.

What's up with the weed?

He only smokes a little,

for his migraines. You're shocked?

No, been there, done that.

I smoked pot in high school.

Now, where were we?

Pst! It's free.

Ah! Thank you.

Sorry about last night.

I completely forgot her

text about you arriving.

Falling on top of you is hardly

a formal introduction.

Don't worry, I'm used to it.

Ah.

Gotta get back at it.

Oh...

Running out on me?

No, I'd have woken you first.

I have stuff to do at home

before I go to work.

See you soon.

Tonight, no?

Yes, tonight.

It will be less hectic.

I hope it will be

a little hectic.

Where's my kiss?

Why didn't you call to say

you would be here last night?

It was crazy with Audrey.

She was hysterical.

- I didn't think of it.

- What happened?

No, I don't need

your motherly advice.

You just want juicy details.

OK, my Alpine bunny.

Mum, Alpine bunny?

I'm 20 years old.

19!

So, what do you think of him?

Who?

Jean.

Jean-Ren?

Cut it out.

C'mon, what do you think?

Well...

He's from Biarritz.

You'll really like him.

He's a total sweetheart.

He seems nice,

for sure.

A nice hick?

Are you blind?

He is hideous!

It's cool,

you're not gonna to have kids.

That would be a total disaster.

He's not ugly.

He just has no dress sense.

I only saw him for 2 seconds.

His ears remind me

of my favorite cartoon as a kid.

- What?

- Dumbo!

Don't be so mean.

Kids today are obsessed with

looks and superficial stuff.

Just keep him

out of the spotlight.

I really like him.

Just pulling your leg.

What does he do?

Develops financial software.

Cutting edge.

Cool.

He loaded?

I don't know.

If he didn't kill himself in 2008,

he couldn't have lost everything.

You still eat that crap?

Keeps me from smoking.

That's good for your asthma,

but not now.

My little Lolo!

What's wrong?

I think he cracked

a rib last night.

Damn.

It's okay. Are we going to

the McCoy party tonight?

Oh man, I was to see Jean.

I totally forgot.

You could see him later.

Or I could take him?

Seriously, mother dear.

Your Biarritz boy at McCoy's?

Eat you eggs and toast.

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Ah, it's fine,

but it's hell getting here.

Ah, you're new in town.

People here

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The traffic here's crazy.

Meanwhile, we're based here.

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