Rock'n Roll Page #6

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- Not long.

Keep it short.

Now this here

is excellent for mass.

The aim is

to keep your anabolism constant.

You need amino acids

buzzing 24/7 around your system.

Now, let's find something

to get you good and ripped.

Scared me.

Mr. Canet, I'm ready for you.

I wonder what I'm doing here, in fact.

We'll talk it over.

It's perfectly natural.

Please, come through.

Morning, everybody!

Hi.

You come out of the church

and get into the Citroen there.

- And you drive away.

- Okay.

What'll it be?

You'll come out crawling?

Sobbing?

Knock it off.

Just so I know

what to expect 'cause...

- What's up?

- Stphanie tweaked your makeup?

No, why?

No, it's great.

Really great.

You look good.

You look rested and...

I do? Thanks, I appreciate it.

I'm sleeping a lot better now.

Without Lucien around,

I get insane nights.

I wanted to say sorry.

Recently, I've been on edge.

It's okay now, it'll be cool.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Ready?

Positions, please.

Stphanie!

- You changed Guillaume's makeup?

- No.

He was glowing.

I can give him lines under his eyes.

No, definitely not.

Let's go. Camera!

Inside.

Action, Guillaume!

What's he doing?

Cut!

A bit less jaunty.

Less happy.

Let's go, Guillaume.

Even the makeup artist

didn't pick up on it.

Of course.

I guaranteed it.

We've made considerable progress.

Everybody spotted something had changed,

but nobody could say what.

They just all agreed

I looked refreshed, rested.

It's fantastic.

And you're not shooting again

until Tuesday, you said?

That's right.

With Marion in Montreal till Wednesday,

I thought now's the time.

You are so right.

Recline.

- Yes?

- Surprise!

You're back already?

I'll tell you all about it.

I left my keys. Open up.

Yeah, sure. I'll open up.

Sh*t!

Hey!

Holy sh*t!

- What's wrong?

- Nothing.

I was stung by a wasp.

Oh my gosh!

On both lips?

Yeah, when I was drinking.

It was in a Coke can.

Madness!

You look like La Pitcholita.

That blonde!

He said the swelling won't last.

Who said?

The medic. Who came on set.

Cool, you're talking normally.

What happened to the accent?

Dolan doesn't want an accent.

All that for nothing.

A real bummer.

You learned Canadian, at least.

It's cool to have you guys home.

Can I borrow your night cream?

Thanks.

Whistling's not easy with this.

It stung your eyes too?

Excuse me?

The wasp.

Did it sting your eyes too?

You didn't?

No way, you wouldn't do that.

Tell me you didn't.

Why'd you do it?

Look what you've done!

You know there's a term

for what you did?

It's abuse of weakness.

Yes, exactly.

You abused his mental fragility

for profit.

- Mental fragility?

- Shut up!

I'm warning you,

this doesn't stop here.

You'll be hearing

from my lawyers very soon.

- What time's your train?

- 8 a.m.

- Drive you to the station?

- No, I booked a cab.

People'll only laugh at your face,

so best not.

Lucien's pretty traumatized already.

Can you just try to understand?

I feel better, seriously.

Sure, I've been in a strange place.

I saw the passing of time on my face,

and I freaked out.

Trust me.

Okay, this time was a screw-up.

When the swelling goes,

you won't be disappointed.

It's insane. After the first injection,

I looked 10 years younger. Startling.

Your stupidity is startling.

I'm warning you,

we'll be gone four days.

While we're away,

if you see that wackjob a**hole surgeon,

I'm warning you...

I promise, I'll go for good.

- Got that?

- You can't...

Have you got that?

I came to apologize.

No harm done, don't worry.

That's Marion.

She gets carried away.

Afterwards, she regrets it.

You know.

Absolutely.

Her reaction is perfectly understandable.

Plastic surgery is a leap of faith.

It's tempting, enticing,

but it also frightens people.

Exactly. It's the fear of the unknown.

She'll come around.

I wouldn't go that far.

She will, you'll see.

Everybody will.

It's the nature of things.

Talking of nature,

isn't it weird,

to have swelling here still?

I'm shooting Tuesday.

Honestly?

Your lips aren't swollen.

The rest is flat.

Really?

Your lips are superb.

Intrepid, full of zest.

They are lips ready to devour life.

The rest, though, is drab.

I mean...

Not drab, just there.

Featureless.

There

but not there.

Apologizing almost for being there.

Right.

I guess...

Irrefutably.

May I?

I see what you mean.

Here.

Here.

Thanks.

Hi there!

Hey!

Morning, how's it going?

I feel like I'm a king.

A knight in shining...

Come in!

Armor...

The only man on earth.

Hey, Philon!

- Holy f***!

- What?

F***, Guillaume!

C'mon, don't be so melodramatic.

F*** it!

Philippe, wait!

I haven't been to makeup yet.

You owe us 400 grand!

Yvan, chill.

That's anger talking.

Shut the f*** up!

Holy f***!

I can't look at you.

I can't bear to look at you.

What came over you?

What the hell's gotten into you?

The film's dead in the water.

Stone dead!

The whole of Paris is laughing at us.

Financiers are calling up.

You're gonna pay back 400 grand!

I don't have that kinda money.

I don't give a f***! Find it!

Open up! What's going on?

What's with locking me in? Open up.

He wants to kill you.

What are you doing in there?

What's with locking me in?

- Open the door!

- Insane, right?

- You're cracked!

- Insane!

I don't believe it.

What's gotten into you?

Stop...

Open the damn door, Yvan!

Get out of the office.

Can't we talk?

It's for your sake.

Your mug's freaking me out!

Calm down, he's going.

What have you done?

Too bad! I had great news for you.

- F*** that!

- F*** it? Fine.

After 20 years' friendship,

give me 5 minutes.

He's leaving.

In the name of our friendship,

5 tiny minutes.

I don't wanna hear it!

Get out and pay up!

- Lino!

- Don't Lino me!

Don't Lino me!

- He's leaving.

- Open up!

Give me 5 minutes!

I have the solution.

Stop this!

I have a solution. 5 minutes.

Okay?

So...

The film about Marion.

C'mon, Alain, look at me.

Can't! Say your piece fast.

I can't look at you.

I'll tell you straight.

I won't beat about the bush.

She's not in.

Marion. She won't do it.

Can't take the pressure,

can't laugh at herself.

You get the picture.

However...

Watch where you pop that boner,

Lino buddy boy.

She had a great idea.

Marion.

The idea is to make the film about me.

I'll make you a new face!

Mine!

Mine too!

Take all your crap!

- Forget it, Alain!

- I'll mangle his mug!

- Get your ass outta here!

- Take your sh*t!

Here! These are yours too!

Take your sh*t and don't come back!

We don't want anything of yours!

- You've lost your minds!

- 400 grand!

Don't show your face again! Beat it!

You little f***er! Go to hell!

F*** you!

Attal brothers, blow me!

Douchebags!

You're out of your minds!

Cocksuckers!

Let's not make a song-and-dance about it.

Daddy's got a new look, simple as that.

That's life.

If I want to stay at the top,

it's part of the deal.

All the greats have been there.

All the of them.

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