Paulette Page #3

How do you know her?

She said you had a tiny dick.

- What?

- You got nothing in your pants.

Where are you going?

Didn't you get it?

- I'm selling cakes.

- Are they good?

- Paws off!

- Don't touch me!

- Stop it, Zak.

- Beat it, you!

You diss us and take our business.

Your business is selling cakes now?

Missy is a baker!

- Pick on someone your own size!

- She your gran?

Don't diss my gran.

Whatever!

Shut your mouth, camel face!

Yeah, very funny, you clowns!

Tasty Afghan cookies!

Space cakes!

Afghan cookies! Space cakes!

Afghan cookies!

Any dope?

No, I bake cakes now.

Cakes aren't my thing.

Afghan cookies!

As it's you, I'll give it a try.

I'll have one. How much?

That's a lot.

There's the labor. And it's organic.

Space cakes.

How much?

- 20.

- 20?!

Can we sample them?

No, you can't sample 'em.

5,000.

It's the 3rd time this week.

I'm a born businesswoman.

Talking of which,

I hear that dealers get

30% rather than 10.

- Who said that?

- No matter.

But next time, I want 30

or I'll go elsewhere.

Mr Vito,

you wouldn't take advantage

of a penniless old lady?

- 25!

- 30.

- Can I help you?

- I want a TV.

Of course. What do you want?

A 20 or 30 inch screen?

That one?

That one is the Ferrari of TVs.

60 inches, full HD,

progressive double-scan...

3D, of course,

but it's not for you.

What's 3D?

I want that one.

See the price?

Do you want a 20-month loan?

40-month?

Cash, a**hole!

'Evening.

He asked where you lived.

It's my girlfriend's birthday.

She loves your cookies.

I want to order a cake.

For how many?

6 to 8.

Come back tonight.

- Granny Junkie...

- Your cakes are amazing!

Come in.

What do you want?

A dozen Afghan cookies.

And space cakes.

Rachid, why do you do that?

They'll only deal with you.

The others are real jealous.

Pierrot's up to something.

Be careful, lady.

I'll tell you something.

These jerks thought

you wanted to screw me.

She's not straight.

Shut up, Pierrot!

You don't bring in this much.

- And you...

- My jacket!

Keep cheating at Infamous 2

and I'll smash your fingers.

Want a drink?

No, Mr Vito, I'm not thirsty.

4 kilos this time. OK?

What?

Is someone bothering you?

I'll waste him!

Chill out.

Calm down.

- That's not it.

- What, then?

I'm tired.

You should've said.

Momo, take it to her place.

C'mon, sit down.

What's this, bro?

What does she want?

Listen to her.

She wants to offer us a deal.

What deal?

You'll see. Sit down.

Not for me.

Help yourselves. It's oven fresh.

There's enough work for everyone.

I just bake the cakes.

And I give you 10%

for every customer you bring me.

We're all happy.

Wow, this is so good!

Shut up, you!

Don't talk to me like that.

It is good.

Just 'cause we don't bake cakes...

This is a great idea.

We're getting screwed.

Guys who eat space cakes

smoke less spliffs.

With your belly full,

you want to smoke.

And when you smoke,

you want to eat.

15%.

OK.

It busts my balls!

I can't even get past.

It's cool, you get stoned

at your age.

My buddy says:

"Anyone can toke up. "

I don't understand him.

What's "toke up"?

I'll tell you later.

Mrs Paulette...

Do you know Granny Junkie well?

"Granny Junkie"?

Even her grandson, Lo.

Her daughter, Agns.

And her son-in-law, a policeman.

There you are.

Thank you. Goodbye.

Coming.

Why are you here?

We're pissed.

F***in' A.

Madam doesn't play cards.

Or when she does, she falls asleep.

What's your little secret?

I sell cakes.

Imagine "The Bold and the Beautiful"

on a TV like this!

And you bought that

with the sale of your cakes?!

Do you think we're stupid?

No, I don't think you are.

We thought we were your friends,

but if you don't trust us,

keep your little secrets.

We'll find someone else

to play cards.

Come on, Rene.

Don't go. You're my only friends.

Very well. Spit it out.

Remember the cake I baked for you?

Yes.

There was hash in it.

Yes, hashish!

You know, ganja, cannabis!

Drugs!

That's what the funny taste was.

I know it's wrong,

but I'd had enough of being broke.

That's great. You're so right!

Sheer genius!

Work more, earn more!

But I don't touch hard drugs.

Of course not.

Hurry up.

They're restless.

I can't manage alone.

Won't you help me?

We'll share the profits.

You bet!

OK.

Afghan cookies...

Paris Marrakesh.

Ganja sponge fingers.

Granny Junkie meringue.

It's real quiet.

Even the bums have stopped drinking.

'Scuse me, dude.

Where's Paulette's crib?

I don't understand.

What did she say?

I'm coming. Come in...

Hi, Paulette.

We've just dropped in

to say hello.

- Are you busy?

- No.

Bye, Paulette. Bye, guys.

By the way, will you...

Yes, goodbye.

Wow, your little business

is doing really well.

Everyone's talking about it.

Not by the book.

On private premises,

without a license.

Don't make trouble

for old ladies who bake.

What's in it?

It's a secret, isn't it?

Sure.

Thanks, bye. It was rockin'.

- Freshly made!

- Rene!

I'm not just a pretty face!

A space...

- No, wait.

- A meringue...

- They're not cooked.

- What do you mean?

You can see they're not.

So, how are things at home?

Well, Agns is having black thoughts.

You can't blame her!

Things are tense.

It's bad for Lo.

Who's getting that?

Yes, we're coming, we're coming!

Hi.

Granny, got any space...

Meet Osama and his colleague.

They're cops.

They're investigating

drug trafficking.

It's OK, Paulette.

Just pretend we're not here.

How's it going?

It's like the dealers

are on vacation. Right, Ousmane?

What the hell are they doing here?

Idriss and Momo, such nice boys.

They run errands.

I'll f***in' waste 'em!

It's my mother-in-law's.

Hands up!

Is Miss Paulette not in?

You're crazy!

Do forgive us, sir.

I wanted to invite her to dinner.

Mr Walter,

Paulette will be delighted.

Right?

- When?

- In 1 hour.

Now, gentlemen,

Paulette has to get ready.

Yes, of course. We won't keep you.

Here?

Yes. You know it?

Come on, Paulette.

Good evening.

Mr Walter, we've given you

our best table.

Thank you. Meet my friend Paulette.

Come this way.

Been here before?

Yes, Mrs Paulette is a regular.

She never bugs us!

Paulette, to think we've been

neighbors for so long...

What did you see?

I've told you 20 times!

We went to resupply Paulette.

2 cops were there, drinking tea.

And then?

Then, I'm sure he's gonna bang

the old bag's brains out!

Thank you for a lovely dinner.

I want you!

I can't wait anymore!

You drive me crazy!

Not tonight.

- Why not?

- Not the first night.

Why not?

Some other time... maybe.

Give her a good screw

and get it over with!

Are you angry, Francis?

There's no reason to be.

- Father...

- Don't tell me.

I can fix the roof.

God is grateful, but that's enough!

Father...

I feel like I'm changing.

At my age, it's scary.

I didn't like anyone.

I hated Chinks and blacks,

but I enjoyed my Chinese meal.

I get on well with an Ay-rab.

I've patched things up

with Lo and my neighbor.

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