Problemos Page #5

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Try to understand...

What delicious fish!

Your electricity and hot water

are amazing.

We're all proud of you.

But if only some people

can reap the benefits,

it's divisive. You understand?

I understand perfectly.

Delicious.

He's up there negotiating.

It's how to go about it.

Seems to be working.

That's cool.

So he'll come back with an offer?

I think so.

F*** it's so good!

I bet he got it for free.

Nice and hot!

Do you even realize?

He hasn't done anything wrong.

It's all his.

We abolished ownership.

So we just blindly accept

a two-tiered society.

Can you spare some food

or some soap?

Jesus f***ing Christ!

We said 30 feet from living spaces!

You reek, you're gross, a fleabag!

Beat it, goddammit! F*** off!

This wasn't our conception of society.

We can't let Simon do that.

No?

We're not...

Nope. We're not...

So everyone is pissed off with Simon

and it's normal.

With his tree-house,

he has a clear advantage.

So... there. And uh...

Hold on.

Is she talking to the trees?

Yeah.

Maybe he'll see the video...

What's she doing?

She thinks she's in a reality show.

Like what she watched before.

She thinks it's a game.

Jesus f***ing Christ!

He should be eliminated.

We can't keep

a defective member in the group.

He has to play.

Losers with girl issues

don't make the rules.

Her way of dealing with it all.

But don't tell her you know.

She found a certain balance.

Totally, man. It's our secret.

I won't say:

"I hear you're psycho."

Not "psycho" but... Yes.

Good to know I can count on you.

We all want a new contestant.

We're on edge.

- Hi.

- How are you?

- Good and you?

- Great.

So I wanted to tell you something

which concerns you.

In fact...

It's...

It's the network who sent me.

I knew it!

- That's what they said.

- Really?

They told me you understood

it was a game with cameras.

Spoiler alert!

How wild! You're the best.

Viewers are sending

tons of text messages.

You're a star!

- Hashtags?

- Hashtagged all over.

This is so cool.

I'm so happy!

And so they told me...

Here's the good news.

You're number one in the votes.

Are you kidding?

Yeah... it's crazy.

- I'm so happy.

- Number one.

But the only downside

is you're closely followed

by Philippine.

So do something...

sex'!

Make love to the handsomest guy

in the show.

Wow, really? I have to make love.

- I have sex, I win?

- Sex, win.

That's cool. It's easy!

It's a game.

- A game!

- Have fun.

I play the game.

I get points and stuff.

Your points will go sky high.

They'll be rock hard.

It'll be Wild!

Yeah, totally wild.

It's just for fun.

Sol choose a hot guy.

Not easy with this group.

Come on...

Maybe Sim...

Frangois?

What?

So Simon.

- I didn't say the fattest.

- Sorry.

What a strange choice!

He's so gross!

Not Frangois, not Simon.

So Dylan.

No, the handsomest one.

Enough confessing today.

Get some rest.

I'm the handsomest one. It's me.

Little present.

A carrot?

- Sorry how it turned out.

- Yeah, right...

It's you who found true richness.

Richness isn't comfort.

Richness...

is in your heart.

I understood that

when I built a school in Mali.

I got knocked off my feet there.

And you went to help them?

Blacks can be such savages.

I thought I'd own my life

by rejecting religion. Free at last.

But it was just to piss my parents off.

Having meat last Puneday at noon,

I realized something.

Doing without rules means

becoming a slave to instinct.

It's eating at me.

You ever take distance from life?

It's simple. First I had a job.

I was a shaman.

I got fired.

It was a downward spiral.

No more home, no more showers.

- I started doing dope.

- Dope?

I was hungry. I ate this.

That's datura.

It's extremely dangerous!

I call it "Field mouse spirit."

At first I didn't get it.

I woke up

with a field mouse on each finger.

It was weird.

I wanted to try again.

With addiction,

you start at night to get happy.

Then in the morning,

to spend a nice day.

Now I feel nothing!

As I was talking, I sh*t in my pants.

I don't care.

I wonder if the pandemic

was divine punishment.

A sign from God.

Goddamn!

That's a lot of drool.

Claude, drugs stole you from us.

And also probably a sensitiveness

that made you wander

down the path of addiction.

When you were present,

you were often absent.

Now that you're absent,

you'll always be present.

With your unique lifestyle,

you were like no one else.

But everyone loved you.

Thank you, Claude.

Drugs didn't kill him! We did!

- We're bastards!

- It's not our fault.

It's the system. It's Simon.

He's happy up there.

He let Claude die all alone.

He doesn't care about us.

He pulls the strings

as we slave away!

Stop, Gaya!

He's tried.

We'll solve our problems together.

We are together!

Where is he? In his castle.

Is it normal he skipped the funeral?

What are you doing?

- You waved.

- He waved first!

He waves, I wave back.

- You don't have to!

- It's common courtesy.

Someone waves, you wave back!

Enough!

If anyone waves, you wave back?

Respect the dead!

- If Hitler waves, you wave back?

- No connection!

Show respect for Claude.

Victor, Dylan...

Farewell, Clo-Clo.

He'd have loved

we call him that.

Bullshit.

That's a lot of tomatoes.

We're not rolling in riches.

It's going...

Go on.

Careful, Dylan!

Careful!

- Jump!

- I can't swim!

Jump!

Use your leg...

BYG, Dylan.

I couldn't see it was a funeral!

I liked Claude. I had no idea.

Especially when you live in a castle!

We're sick of being your slaves!

To make up for it,

you each get

an extra shower a week.

Great!

- No!

- What?

' No! ' Yes Yes!

That's fine. I'll take it.

You sell out for a shower?

The principle of hygiene.

You can't buy us.

We want to be your equals.

Simon!

- Who did that?

- Are you stupid?

Get out!

Run, run!

We're sorry.

It wasn't on purpose.

It wasn't, was it?

What do you say?

I love you.

Go f*** yourself! Motherf***er!

Relax!

F*** all of you!

Sit down and relax.

No way to speak to a child!

Everything's fine, okay?

Breathe...

Aren't you happy with us?

Free of all that material?

Friends!

I'm such an idiot!

I wasn't over my head.

Did I miss something?

You must be pissed off.

Where are you going?

Simon?

Where is Simon, Jean-Paul?

No idea.

No sign of him recently.

- That's serious.

- Really?

A community for everyone

takes care of everyone.

Head north.

Find Simon.

He took the compasses with him.

- Goodbye, Jean-Paul.

- Wait...

What's the hereafter like?

Don't ask.

I'm not allowed to discuss it.

Interden.

Interdidden.

Forb...

All I can say is

you're in for a big surprise.

And not necessarily in a pleasant way.

Listen up, everyone.

Listen good.

As strange as it may seem,

I had a vision.

Patrice spoke to me.

Doudou? What did he say?

He said to go looking for Simon,

due north.

We'll form a search crew

with our strongest members.

Dylan, Victor...

What? No!

Only guys?

Girls can't hike in the forest?

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