Rock'n Roll Page #2

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I'd show you, in my trailer.

I'm in no rush.

You wanna?

Let's f*** in your trailer.

I need to pick up my son's toys,

it's creepy.

I'd have got another answer

from Gilles Lellouche.

Come on!

You're saying I have a partner,

so I don't f*** anymore?

I f*** her.

I f*** her real good!

Knock it off,

judging people

before you even know them.

Guillaume, you don't get it.

I'm not judging you.

If you're happy with a partner,

kid, house and horses,

that's what counts. It's great.

Just don't expect us

to fantasize about a guy

who's home on time, like clockwork.

It's not an issue.

See you tomorrow.

I don't go home on time,

like clockwork.

Lucien, jammies on, cocky.

Dad's on his way.

I want mommy!

Evening.

Hey, cocky!

Tonight, I'm gonna f*** you

like the slut you are.

Come again?

I said, tonight,

I'm gonna f*** you like the slut you are.

Whatever you after thinkin'?

You clewed up, chucklehead?

I was just rehearsing. It's...

It's a line in my scene tomorrow.

Another heap o' fiddle-faddle lined up.

Goodnight, my love.

Night, clever man.

What?

I got my two eyes in flapjacks.

It's a noggin to scrape

translating nighttimes.

Don't understand a word.

Guillaume canet drippy.

The Boy Who'd Be A Star.

Guillaume's daddy.

Horses, when he was a kid,

were an obsession.

Trouble is, in age-group competitions,

he was too emotional.

One bar down,

he'd burst into tears.

I believe he wet the bed

until an advanced age.

Nobody ever told me.

What can I say?

His mother was all over him,

doing everything.

He was her little boy, her son.

It was all or nothing.

Personally, I was disappointed.

I'd had two girls, which was great.

When a boy came along...

So embarrassing!

I was delighted,

but he was a bit of a sissy.

It doesn't really matter.

I don't believe it!

Morning.

You've got an achey ball!

What's that photo for?

You just took a photo.

You did.

I'm sorry.

Seriously, I know it's dumb.

It's just I'm a fan of yours.

No, I'm sorry.

I was scared you'd post it online.

Like the guy

takes his kid to school, you see?

No.

Let's do one together.

A selfie?

Cool, thanks.

There we have the epididymis.

To tell the truth...

I see nothing wrong.

You're sure?

'Cause it really hurts.

Could it be from horse-riding?

Horseriders don't all get ballache.

Perhaps the pain you feel

originates someplace else.

- Won't hurt to check your prostate.

- Not at 40, surely?

Mr. Canet...

It says here 42.

At that age, anything's possible.

Here, wipe yourself off.

And for that...

Only one way to be sure.

Come on, legs up.

- Right now?

- Don't worry.

What happens in my office

stays in my office.

And you're not my first.

My first Csar-winner, I mean.

Makes a change from the red carpet!

We're all equal before the prostate.

Lovely little chestnut.

Nice and supple.

Nothing like your buddy Depardieu.

Depardieu!

I don't give a damn

about Depardieu's prostate.

What else could it be?

I don't have a clue.

All things considered,

with your family history,

it's worth doing a test.

Aren't we doing one here?

Sure.

- Gg, your cancer sticks?

- I'm Dd.

- Sorry, Dd. Spot me a smoke?

- Go for it.

I got hammered last night.

I feel like sh*t.

And?

We went back to his place.

A great night.

We were wasted, really wasted.

- So?

- We strip, we get it on.

My body expresses itself,

it was cool.

The weird thing is

he lives at his mom's.

No way? Sh*t!

- Buzz kill.

- You got a photo?

No photos, I lost my phone.

I lost my phone once.

Totally sucks.

No contacts, no photos, nothing!

Life just stops.

You wonder

how we got by without them.

Zip that up right now!

Love a duck, chucklehead!

I was scarified.

Too much for cocky to call?

What's wrong?

You're always fair on the dot.

I'm after worryin'.

It's not even 8.

I come home when I want.

Let's not argufy.

I'm made up to see you.

I nearly bust a gasket.

Lucien, come baz your stun fadder!

Hey, Pa.

Got more work to fit hands with?

You're kidding. Him too?

Steady, Eddie.

You won't believe your eyes.

Take a shufty,

I made our dreams come true.

What now?

After all this time,

we're gonna start raising beans.

I'm in clever cheer,

I could start balling.

Jesus!

What?

Look at the face on you.

You think it's balderdash?

I don't understand a word you say,

or a thing you do.

Why'd you do that?

Quit talking like that.

Why'd I do this?

For us!

Yer fulla sh*t and up a quart!

Whoa, cut out the insults.

It's you, cross-ackling me.

I thought you'd be happy

I made this for us

instead of twiddling my thumbs.

I'm sorry.

I know it was your dream.

Your dream too, it was so,

lamplighting liar!

I thought it was only a pipe dream.

I'm surprised, that's all.

I'm sorry, sweetheart.

If you don't mind,

let's keep it to ourselves.

Our little secret,

just the three of us.

How come?

How come?

Because people are idiots.

They poke fun,

and imagewise, I'd feel ashamed.

You're ashamed of vegetables, by and by?

Blow my buttons!

I'm after thinking

I don't know you, Guigui.

You can talk, Cline Dion.

I'm sick of these Oscar roles.

Busting my balls!

Raise our beans!

I'm after looking a dick!

- One of Nono's robots.

- You stole my gag.

Laugh. I'm taking you all down.

- 200!

- It's not you, it's Gilles.

And Gilles says, Check.

I check too.

You, Guillaume?

Here I go, with 200 in your face!

Suck it up, guys!

One drink and he's Bruce Banner.

I'm going all in.

It's good to see you guys

and kick back.

It doesn't happen often,

it's great to see you.

And it's good to have a drink.

I needed it.

It's your annual party.

A second New Year's!

I'm just saying

I'm glad to see you guys. It's cool.

Just can't ever open up with you.

I'm glad to see you, that's all.

We're glad to see you, too.

We'd be gladder to play poker.

All in. Card!

Watch out, tank's nearly empty.

Knock it off.

I'm not gonna ride two scooters.

If you'd lost,

you'd have given me yours, right?

I wouldn't have bet my scooter.

Tell me something...

You never play

and you jizz over a pair of 10s?

- You're cracked.

- What? Poker's cool when it rocks.

That's a dumb thing to say.

Poker's cool when you win.

Fixed it.

Made us laugh though.

You moron.

Kind of creepy vibe though.

You noticed?

No, how come? It was cool.

Like you can't see the forest

for the laughs.

You sense it's bugging them.

They're deep in denial, all of them.

I don't follow you.

Health issues.

We laugh it off.

Laurent's back trouble and eyesight.

But we're all at the same stage.

Time's ticking.

- You're shitting me.

- It f***ing flies by.

Are you serious?

Sure I am.

Not so long ago,

you said your nuts were killing you.

Talking of which,

you ever find out what it was?

You bet I did.

When I met Fanny, ten fucks a day,

it kinda tingles after that.

So that was it?

Gotta go, I can't keep her waiting.

Stop by.

What? Right now?

Not now. One day, sometime.

Yeah, okay.

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