To Each, Her Own Page #3

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Where were you ?

Oh there, but...

It's melting, it's...

It is a wonder !

You should open a restaurant.

It's crazy that you say that.

I think about it, but when you

give up, the banks, it's hot.

They do not trust.

Go see me, maybe...

I can help you.

We could associate.

What? Do you mean opening

a restaurant together?

Yes why not ?

In fact, for pork, you

should do as for wine.

You taste and you spit.

What?

As we do to taste the wines

without being drunk.

You rinse your mouth,

like that, vis--vis

religion, you are in order.

- You're a funny girl.

- You drink alcohol ?

Yeah.

You too.

You have a hellish descent.

You're funny when you've been drinking.

And sensual too.

I did not tell you anything.

I... I did not tell you that

I am in a relationship.

Ah OK.

You did not come for my beautiful eyes.

Hello !

I'm not fine ?

Yes Yes.

I'm going to lie down.

Yes! You cover us something, you.

What's the matter ?

Simone?

I said something that should not?

No.

But tell me !

I made a big bullshit.

You broke the vermicomposter?

That's it ? But it's not big deal.

My love.

But then, but it does not matter!

It does not matter at all.

Well then.

It's Wali.

Who is this?

It is the Senegalese cook.

Huh?

What is happening ?

He jumped on you, right?

He jumped on you?

Oh, Simone!

I call the cops!

- No wait !

- What no ?

That's not what you think.

It's not only him.

Come out, please.

Go outside.

Clear...

Come on, get out of this room!

Go away !

Claire!

- We need to talk.

- I have nothing to say.

I beg you, forgive me!

I do not want to lose you.

But who are you, huh?

You make me your request,

then you sleep with a guy!

Are you kidding me ?

No, but precisely, a guy! Claire!

A guy, that does not count!

I'll tell him I can

not live without you!

Claire!

It's like living

with a stranger.

You're not a homo shameful, you're

a f***ing hetero repressed!

The first shovel I

rolled was a girl!

At 11 already, I was a lesbian.

Marion Faivre, in high school,

I was crazy!

And what is a real lesbian?

A girl who knew no guy?

So I'm not Jewish because

I do not practice?

In 39-45, I would have been deported!

It's stupid, what are you saying?

Claire!

Claire, wait!

Hold on !

Where is Wali?

Bah it will happen.

The flowers are for me?

Listening.

For yesterday, you must forget.

It was bullshit.

I do not understand anymore.

I did not tell you,

but my guy is a girl.

I am a lesbian.

What?

I had not done it!

I'm serious !

No...

I slept with lots of girls.

Married women, who had children,

or who voted FN, but

lesbians, never.

You're kidding ?

Do not argue.

Guys, it's not my thing.

But I'm talking to you about me!

I love women. Including ?

OK.

Whore.

My friends will hallucinate!

I will not tell everyone.

It could scare you.

Do not take offense.

Finally, I say that like that, but

in Senegal, it brings bad luck.

No, but in Senegal, Simone.

Simone!

Benloulou!

10:
20.

Ah! Hello. You remember me ?

Moussa, a cousin of Wali.

You told me I could go.

Yes of course.

Whore !

It's money coming in!

A moment.

Unsubscribe from your site to the con!

Too bad, you have plenty of suggestions.

Finally, you do not really need it anymore.

It rolls with ric Taieb.

- Sorry.

- I can go back.

No it's OK.

- Hello?

- Tell!

No, but I work there!

You're beating all the time.

You tell me nothing! Without David...

He's nice and handsome?

What did you eat?

We ate... Senegalese.

Senegalese?

You were not at Londore?

If you know, why are you asking me?

It was mom?

Claire, I have to talk to you.

I messed up. I know I've messed up.

I know you think I betrayed you,

that since he's a

guy, I betray you.

But I do not care about him.

I do not care ! I fired him!

It is you that I love.

Look at me, Claire. Look at me !

She must clear.

Let her move.

I do not want to see her anymore.

Claire, please! I love you.

Go away !

I am at home !

Yes, but she does not want to see you!

Leave her alone !

No, you're not at home, precisely!

She does not want to see you!

No, but quiet!

Simone, you're going back.

She can not hear, there.

Claire, I love you!

OK. Calm down. Its good.

You love him, she loves you.

You have a great story,

but it's not the moment.

- Tell him that I love him.

- Yes.

Come on, go ahead, go away.

Must leave it.

I do not understand

why do you put yourself all

in such a state.

It's not worth it to be gay

if it's to be like

all those couples

straight and boring.

Me,

when I met Julia, I was married.

I brought her home, we

did a couple to three.

After, I met Clelia,

I ran off with her,

and Julia and my guy,

you know what they did?

They got married and had a kid!

And for years,

they wanted me to death.

So me, never again!

So that...

When we loved each other,

we can not hate each other.

And what did you do wrong?

You wanted a guy

and you typed him.

Great !

No.

I messed it up.

I miss my life.

Oh, little mother. But wait !

Go.

And anyway... Listen.

I'm sure it's not over

between Claire and you.

Huh?

She's too fond of you.

Over time, she will give up the towel.

No, but how are you?

What are you doing ?

It's okay, relax.

I thought I saw signs.

Signs ?

It would do you good,

just to decompress.

I need to sleep.

Good, come on.

If you need something, you

know where to find me.

Benloulou! It's the end of the day.

You should wake up.

Of course ! Call you if it's okay.

I can talk to you ?

Sorry for yesterday, I was con.

But you do not look like that.

Ah yes ?

Yet I do not wear makeup,

I do not wear dresses, I saw

the sketches of Muriel Robin

and I have a poster of Amlie Mauresmo.

Really, I'm sorry.

But... how to say?

Did you know other guys?

No, before you, I was a virgin.

After what happened, I would not

have imagined that you were gay.

- Where are you going like this?

- At the Ritz. I have a bedroom.

She f***ed you out? I see.

Usually, it happens to men.

I'm not saying you're a guy!

Do you want to sleep at home?

The Ritz is overrated.

At home, it's a palace.

A real palace.

I do not think that's a good idea.

In all honor.

You're lesbian, I will not touch you.

No, it's me who will not touch you.

OK.

We do a test to see

if we can be friends.

Since we talked about the restaurant,

I stop thinking about it.

There is a garage to retype in the 10th.

That would be cool.

- Or ?

- Near the North Station.

After you.

This is my little palace.

So here is the living room,

with the couch where you will sleep.

It's so calm.

In the morning, we hear the birds.

Do you see these buildings?

This is the city where we went.

I lived there, arriving

in Paris, at my aunt's.

And here I bought.

You did not go far.

I am too good here.

I have my cousins, my

friends, I know everyone.

Ah...

The hotspot of my apartment...

- The kitchen.

- Oh yeah !

You have arranged it well.

It's not like the restaurant,

but I do wonders.

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