Love Page #4

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- For your own protection.

It is for your own protection.

Now it's safe.

- You know, my ex-girlfriend?

- Lucile?

She's been chilling with

Shala-la lately.

He invited us to go on a

spiritual journey with her.

Maybe it's time to purge the body.

Cleanse the soul.

Aya Huasca?

Just don't sh*t your

pants, friend.

You'll be alright.

This is not a drug.

Don't misunderstand me, but...

you have to look

farther. This is an...

This is like a huge

teacher showing you the reality.

I mean What we see is not the...

Yuhoo. hi.

Do you know my

biggest dream in life is?

My biggest dream is to

make a movie that truly...

depicts sentimental sexuality.

She doesn't care. She's heard

this a million times before.

- Yeah. I like it.

- You like it?

- Yeah.

- Why?

Why haven't we seen this in cinema?

- Yeah. Why? I agree. yeah

- I'm sentimental.

- Are you an actress? - yeah

- We should be like babies.

- Yeah. I agree with you.

- You're an actress?

- Yes.

- What's your name?

- Paula.

- Lola?

Yes. I'm Paula. I'm French.

- But I like to speak English, you know.

- Yes.

- It's very good.

- Yeah.

What's best in your life?

Love.

Love!

And then after that?

- Sex.

- Yes.

And you can combine the two and...

sex while you're in love.

- That's the best thing. I wanna see that.

- Oh sorry do you have a cigarette?

- I wanna see...

- I wanna a cigarette, please?

- Oh sorry

- I don't have. oh no, that's cool.

- Ok. Thank you.

- Do you want me to show something?

- I'm gonna show you something.

- Okay.

- Follow me? follow me? Come. come on

- Sure.

Really really I like you.

You're so nice.

- You look surprised.

- That's not coke.

Oh yeah.

- I have a girlfriend.

- Yeah. me too.

You don't not have to worry.

- You want me?

- Can you keep a secret?

I love secrets.

The other way.

Sorry. I'm drunk.

- Here we go.

- What's up?

Nothing.

B*tch.

Hey.

Don't touch me.

Are you okay?

What the f*** were you

doing with this girl?

- She wanted to coke.

- Yeah. And what about you ...?

- Fly?

- What?

Close your fly.

Sh*t.

You know I was knocking.

- The music's loud.

- Yeah. Not enough...

to make me not hear

what you were doing.

- What are you talking about?

- I heard you.

Ok. What are you talking about?

- You're f***ing that girl.

- No. I wasn't.

Yeah you just wanted a kiss,

that's every f***ing man saying?

I cheated on you a week ago.

What?

What?

- I cheated...

- With who?

Who I could have cheated

you with? Noe.

Noe!? When?

When you were planning on

telling me this?

I didn't want to tell you this because...

That's not what I asked you.

I said...

When you were planning on tell me this?

I was afraid that you would have...

- You trick yourself

- I told you would you then reveal to me...

that You've been f***ing

your ex-boyfriend.

- It's Your fault!

- It's my fault? how so!?

- It's Your f***ing fault.

- Please Explain to me, because I'm f***ing stupid.

I'm so stupid that I actually believed...

That I actually...

Calm down, calm down please.

Thank you.

That I actually believed

that you're anything...

but a f***ing whore.

Which is what you are. You're not

a painter. You have no talent.

You'll never ever sell a

f***ing paint in your whole life.

You're so f***ing stupid to believe,

that this piece of sh*t...

- will ever sell one of your worthless pieces of bullshit.

- I never believed he really

- believe in my f***ing paintings but he was nicer than you...

- You have no talent.

- You have no talent.

- And wait he was warm!

I actually like him better than you.

Because at least he's honest.

At least he can do one thing.

- Which is trick a stupid c*nt like yourself.

- He is honest

- He was like you and all other f***ing Men...

- you can't even

suck a cock right

who just wanted to

f*** me because I'm pretty.

- And you know what?

- Even more. Even...

You will never ever be a good mother.

Ever!

You'll never be able to mother a child,

because you are a venomous c*nt

I think we will not

understand each other then.

I want a sweet, nice family.

Want someone who think that love exists.

This is your dream?

No. This is becoming

a f***ing nightmare.

This is your dream.

Hey, chill down. You wanted to come.

Why didn't you stay at home.

- These bourgeois french fucks.

- And why you came dresses like that?

With their heads so far

up their asses.

- You're being a pain in...

- It's nauseating.

- You're f***ing us, control yourself,

stop drinking - I wanna vomit.

Yeah go to the toilet. go I'll

take a taxi go home sleep.

- I'm having a good time.

- Yeah?

- Wait for me.

- Where are you going?

Princess.

Hey?

- Hi, We will go home.

- I'm having a good time.

Enjoy.

Enjoy.

He looks drunk.

Please please please.

Look at me.

- Hey come on let's go home

- Remember me?

Hey, come on.

Of course I remember you,

but you shouldn't drink that much.

Hey, let's go home.

Let's go home.

Who is that?

- My wife.

- Victoire.

- Your wife?

- Nice to meet you.

Hey, Please please please. hey

Did you know your husband's

f***ing my girlfriend?

What!? What the f*** are you saying!?

- Come on. Come on.

- Do you have a headache?

No. I don't have a headache.

You piece of sh*t!

I'm gonna bring you to the cops.

Piece of sh*t.

Thank you Electra.

I am the victim in this situation.

Me. not him.

He is walking out there on the street

right now, laughing about this.

He's gotta cut on his head, yeah

he's f***ed up my life.

He's f***ing up the life of his wife,

of his kids. of me, of my girlfriend.

And it's...

Calm down. Look,

you're drunk obviously

I'm drunk, yeah.

I'm drunk.

Okay, Okay.

But that doesn't change the fact...

Calm down, okay?

Not, not that tone.

What if he's

f***ing your girlfriend?

I'm asking the questions here.

I'm trying to make you

see my point.

You don't solve things like that, ok?

You beated him.

- I'm proud of what I did.

- Do not you regret?

I'm proud of what I did.

F***ing France.

1918 was the last time

you guys won a war.

Since then what have you done?

Nothing.

You sit on your asses eating...

Stop now, okay!? Stop.

I'm an American.

- I'm an American.

- And? above the law?

No, when we fight for what we believe in.

And that guy, that guy

is nothing, he's a rat.

He's nothing. he's less than nothing.

I liked that cop.

That cop was a pig.

- He understood me.

- Why does this cop was asking me...?

All these questions

about my sexual life?

- Because I'm a man.

- You stupid...

That's one thing

women don't understand.

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