Mon roi Page #2
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- 2015
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There's a smoke shop opposite.
You stole my man.
You could at least
buy me a pack of cigarettes.
- What are you doing?
- Chatting.
You need sugar?
On the bar.
see. I'm not welcome.
Well spotted.
Excuse me. Do your thing.
Cheers!
Who is that girl?
Agnes.
But to you?
We were together five years,
She's a bit strange.
She's not well, on antidepressants.
I've become a kind of brother.
Or mother, I don't know.
She sensed someone new in my life
and she came to stir sh*t.
It's the first time there's someone new
since you broke up?
Yes.
What's that mean?
You don't meet someone new
every five minutes.
Or I don't.
You, maybe.
On a lighter note,
the chef has prepared for you, miss,
king prawns
roasted in armagnac, Catalan style.
Sound good?
That pot, there.
Gentlemen, you're done. Finished.
- Nearly done.
- No, you're done.
Thank you.
- Enjoy your evening.
- You too.
I want this place tidy!
- Fast.
- What are you doing?
Tidy!
Georgio!
Joseph!
I'd like you to meet
the love of my life!
Welcome to my humble dispensary, miss.
As far as your eye can see,
take whatever you want.
- It's yours.
- Is this yours?
- No, all yours.
- All mine?
Joseph and I
make it our gift to you.
Help yourself.
To creams, to toothbrushes.
To venom pumps!
I'll add it all to his tab.
As usual.
Some Xanax.
Please. Two boxes.
For you? You're on that?
'Course not!
Why do you take that?
Tell me, what about Viagra?
Yes, Viagra.
We have some, naturally.
- I'd like to try.
- Cut it Out.
You want some fun?
- Dangerous for the heart?
- No.
No risks? The liver?
No problem.
- I'll take one box.
- You don't need it.
- How long's it last?
- 12 hours.
12 hours!
- You're getting it?
- I want to try.
- I hear it's...
- Totally. lt's radical.
Puts a spring in your step.
Out in the street, oh, sorry.
You hear about the new one?
It's called Viazac.
You can't get it up,
but you don't care.
For now, just Viagra.
You dated her?
I didn't date her. I met her once...
Georgio, you can tell me.
Yes!
Yes, I slept with her!
But I can't remember her name.
That has to tell you something.
I don't get it.
Besides me, or before me,
you only dated models?
No.
What's normal?
A girl like me. A normal girl.
You think you're normal?
- Sure I am.
- You're not at all normal.
I am. You know what I mean.
Look, l was young, l was stupid.
I wanted to date beautiful women
to feel good about myself.
Some folks, it's cars.
Me, it was models.
That's all, it's no...
It's pretty shallow.
See...
Listen.
- I prefer a girl like you.
- Yeah, I bet.
To a whole harem of them.
- Really?
- Yes.
Are you comfortable there? Need a hand?
I'll bring you the menu.
- What are you doing?
- lroning.
What's going on?
I need to relax.
I'm on edge, can't sleep.
Anything wrong?
I want a baby from you.
Don't laugh when I say that.
Don't laugh!
I want a baby from you, seriously.
I want a little guy or girl,
whatever comes along.
With your face, your eyes.
With your crappy moods.
Let's discuss it tomorrow.
- It's not an urge, it's a need.
- It is an urge.
Now, I'm ready.
We'll see
if you're still ready tomorrow.
You're out of your mind!
- You're not laughing now.
- You madman!
You're gonna make me a baby?
Make me a baby!
Come to bed.
You go. I'll do some shirts.
No, come to bed with me.
Come on.
- Sure you'll sleep?
- I think so, yes.
- You think so?
- Yes, with Iron Man.
Oh yeah?
- Okay, sure.
- Sure what?
- Hand back my shorts.
- Okay.
On the subject,
"Must You Ruin Everything?"
the next speaker is Ms. Tony Jezequel
for the opposition.
Hypocritical Secretaries,
friends and brothers,
must you ruin everything?
As if the world were new?
As if it were the rst morning?
As if it were still dawn ?
Can he still catch up?
Let me get into the horse's head.
The truth, honorable Secretaries,
is that what has already been ruined,
our founding disillusion,
is our freedom.
We won!
You must have nothing to lose
to love heart and soul.
You must eclipse the giddiest heights
to dare to plunge headlong.
You must endure the fall of empires
and the greatest storms
to be together in that moment.
You must have lived,
you must have lost,
o i/er and again,
to triumph with you.
Love is nothing
when its new, clean and pure.
Love before the storm
is not a decision.
Its a decree.
When the event,
accident or opportunity occurs,
be there.
Standing.
Find the word, action or look.
Yes, my love,
in that moment,
rely on me.
I won't go missing.
At that minute,
I'll be there.
And so,
I predict,
we shall be the winners.
All is lost, for nothing is won.
Where are you?
My love,
a mouth, a second, a touch.
I'll be there.
I saw your aside to Georgio.
Where are you?
Here!
There.
Was I so ridiculous?
Not ridiculous, theatrical.
Listen. It wasn't ridiculous,
it was super moving.
I felt I was seeing
a part of you for the first time.
It was magnificent, beautiful even.
- I had you in tears too?
- Quit poking fun at her!
It's beautiful, she gave of herself.
She took a risk in life!
Your caviar.
With an egg?
Maybe with the beluga.
The beluga!
This is the best caviar
or there's better?
Best doesn't mean anything in caviar.
It's the size of the eggs
that makes the difference.
Fact is,
caviar comes from saltwater sturgeon...
Not only.
- They're freshwater fish?
- They're both.
Wanna bet?
Sir, we need your expertise.
Okay, tell me...
Sturgeons live in the sea, right?
Actually, in both habitats.
Fine.
Here...
You big fat tart.
You take his money?
Of course. I won it.
It's a game, Solal.
Are you not feeling well?
Fat tart's cute, like sweettart.
No, it means what it says.
Big fat whore.
I'm not smart enough
to understand the difference.
Chug that caviar!
I didn't say that.
just said your style's medieval.
I'd love to be someone's big fat tart.
Don't come crying to us.
C'mon, you play sex games
with your wife or...
- I doubt it.
- Sure they do.
She coats my...
hair with sunflower oil.
She's not my fat tart.
What's that ring?
A gift from Babeth.
What's written on it?
I had it engraved
with a sublime letter he wrote me.
- The whole letter? The full text?
- Yes.
Beautiful.
Babeth and l are going...
Up the aisle?
Not going up the aisle,
rolling in the aisles!
- Let's look together.
- No, I'm looking!
We look together.
It says you're pregnant?
How many lines?
Two lines.
- You're pregnant?
- I'm pregnant?
I'm pregnant.
I'm pregnant!
Thank you, you're pregnant.
You're pleased?
Yes.
You okay?
Are you okay?
I can feel my ribcage
constricting.
How old is it now?
Maybe one month.
One month old?
Hold on, it's this big.
A marble.
Sweetheart,
I never said I wasn't happy with Daddy.
We were very happy, your dad and me,
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