Rock'n Roll Page #7

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You saw that in Hollywood.

Down the line, you'll be tempted.

Gaetan, my surgeon, said so.

It's inevitable, old girl.

You know what I mean.

Figure of speech.

There we go.

I suggest

we turn this page together.

In a spirit

of serenity and acceptance.

Okay, great!

Sweetheart,

surely you see that it's a shock?

It's natural for me

to need time to get used to it.

Time's what I don't have.

It's running out.

Gotta find myself again.

Find yourself, period.

Don't play on words.

I won't waste my breath explaining.

You're just not ready.

Lulu, honey!

I'll pick you up

from school tomorrow at 5!

Not outside school

with a face like that!

You never let me play Demis Roussos.

Gilles Lellouche:

You losing the plot or what?! Call me!

Here we have the kitchen.

The living room.

The perfect bachelor pad.

Beauty and the Beast.

Steamed or roasted in foil.

- How does that work?

- Wrap the fish in aluminum foil.

Add spices if you want.

What are you doing?

Keep working, scumbag!

83!

Breathe, b*tch! Or die!

85!

87!

212, 213...

214, 215,

- 216...

- Breathe!

99! Keep going!

Work that butt, b*tch! More!

Chest out, you whore!

Doing fag weights! Move it!

More! Push it!

If you quit, I'll f*** you up!

Needs the straw.

Gilou!

Hey.

Hey, buddy.

I can't stay long.

No problem. It's great to see you.

- Service, please!

- Don't yell.

You're in a hurry.

There you are, young fella!

Alright...

Champ?

Coffee, maybe.

So, one coffee.

And I'll have another

excellent fresh orange juice.

You do a special menu

for Valentine's Day?

- Yes, we have our duet menu.

- Okay.

Want a bite?

No, thanks.

- That's it then.

- Got it.

I'm not allowed. My diet!

Shoot! How's it hanging?

All good, y'know.

Why'd you do it?

Why'd I do what?

Nothing.

No, I'm good. Great.

Excuse me?

Can we get a photo with you, please?

- With who?

- Both of you.

Yeah, sure!

C'mon.

With you too?

- I'll take it, that's easier.

- No chance!

It'll save time.

We never get to talk anymore.

C'mon, girls!

Closer!

Smile!

What's that about?

Here, go on.

- What's up?

- Nothing.

- They're cool.

- Yeah, great!

Thank you.

Really cool.

I'm more popular with kids now.

Down to me being more like them,

following their lead fashionwise...

All that means...

They accept me much more easily.

- Yeah?

- I feel it.

They like you anyway.

It's us. Can I come up maybe?

Yes.

Mommy!

Mommy? Are you in or not?

Are you in, mommy, or not?

What have you been doing?

It's super late, you're soaking wet...

The storm took us by surprise,

we were having such fun.

Come on, Lucien.

Go put your pajamas on.

- A kiss!

- There.

- Go on.

- Just there.

See you, big man.

See you tomorrow.

See you tomorrow.

You won't come in?

No, I'll be going.

Are you sure?

To warm up.

I'll fix you a hot lick.

Hot milk!

No, it's sweet of you.

But if you...

You remember my blue sweatshirt?

That was too big for me?

Maybe I can...

- Change out of this.

- Sure.

Come in, don't stand outside.

You're limping?

It's the woman who stutters.

I thought maybe she could limp too.

No way!

Thanks.

In the second semester,

we'll organize a yoga workshop

every Thursday afternoon

at 4:
30.

You can put your name down.

Okay, so do you have any questions

about the upcoming semester?

I have a question.

I'm Mr. Vitti, Enzo's daddy.

One time, I wasn't allowed in

because I didn't have a parent badge.

I never received one.

I don't know.

- We'll fix that.

- Come to see me.

I have a question on that issue.

Mr. Canet.

Seriously, it's me.

For the badge, do you need

a more recent photo?

At least that lightened the mood.

For anybody who...

That was good. She's great.

Actually, I wanted a word...

I really need to work.

I can't sit around doing nothing.

I've been offered a fun part.

A fun part,

not amazing,

but I'm not swamped with offers.

It could be cool.

It's in Miami, in the Everglades.

A series for American TV.

The character's French,

from Louisiana, with a Cajun accent.

So it'll be fun working on the accent.

Most likely.

I haven't read every episode.

But if I've got it right,

it's a bit like Lassie, the dog,

but with a crocodile.

Same producer, actually.

So we'd need to organize

you sending over Lucien

from time to time at vacations.

I'll have a great pad on Palm Beach.

If you feel like it,

come over anytime.

If you'd like that.

Maybe.

How long will you be gone?

Three years.

Three years?

You're going away for three years?

I know, but honestly

the offer's too good to refuse.

It's a recurring role.

Pretty physical.

And the mentality here,

I can't take any more.

I thought, for Lucien,

it'd be great for his English.

Cool, right?

Super cool.

No, seriously, it's great.

And we'll organize all that...

Goodnight.

Evening!

Marion! Are you okay?

Are you okay?

It didn't hurt.

- You're okay?

- Didn't hurt.

Are you sure?

- Want me to walk with you?

- No.

I'm down in the dumps.

What's up? What's going on?

Marion, I can't understand a word.

What's wrong?

Can you come over, please?

Right now?

Calm down, I'm on my way.

What's wrong?

What's wrong?

Three years waiting for it to happen.

I turned down stacks of films to do it.

I worked like crazy for the role.

Dozens of trips to London.

Yeah, I remember.

The director called?

No.

The producer called Laurent.

To say what?

That they'd changed their minds.

They wanted another actress.

La Seydoux.

Because I'm too old for the part now.

I dreamed of playing

a woman with a stutter!

You'll wake him up.

No, he's at my mom's.

What'll I do now?

Without work, what'll I do?

You missed out on one film,

but there'll be other roles.

Loads of old women!

Just kidding.

I'm just kidding!

It's not funny.

And it's so hard all alone with Lucien.

I can't cope.

He won't listen to me anymore.

I feel so lonely!

You're not on your own.

I'm here.

No, you're not. You're going away.

I'm going away, but I'll be back.

Besides, you feel nothing for me now.

I haven't changed.

Inside, I haven't changed.

You see how I felt?

Yes.

When do you leave?

In one week.

One year later.

When I love you.

I feel like I'm yours.

Like a river is the delta's.

As your prisoner I surrender.

When I love you.

Every movement brings me to.

Your lips or your embrace.

To the love we share.

When I love you.

It could be midnight or midday.

In heaven or in hell.

Anywhere, just together.

When I love you.

I don't know anymore if I.

Am a beggar or messiah.

But our dreams live forever.

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