To Each, Her Own Page #6

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Excuse me.

Hello?

Wali?

Wali, can you hear me?

Yeah.

Ah, but that's great!

Okay.

I'll call you back.

- Hi, it's us!

- Hello !

Dad, mom, I have a

surprise for you.

Eric Taieb!

Eric! I'm so happy to meet you!

Simone told us about you!

Where is Simone?

- She's on the phone.

- Oh?

Will you join her

to surprise her?

- You laugh ?

- It will make him happy !

- Go for it.

- Yes !

Bottom room.

Hello Miss.

Good evening.

Sorry, I'm Eric, Keren's cousin.

Graldine... a cousin.

Okay.

Actually, I'm looking for

Simone, did not you see her?

Simone?

- Yes.

- No.

So, are you happy?

Good surprise ?

Let's go. Come, they are waiting for us.

Here they are.

Everyone is here, we can

sit down to dinner.

Sorry, but...

we were not waiting for Simone?

Simone is here.

Uh...

No. Sorry, I do not understand.

You are not

cousin Graldine?

Oh no, it's my daughter,

Simone Benloulou.

Yeah. What...

You are not the Simone I met.

I am very sorry.

What are you sorry for?

The girl I met, who is it?

I will explain to you.

What is this story ?

Good then...

In fact, the evening

we had an appointment,

I could not free myself.

So, I asked

to my colleague Graldine Da Costa,

to go in my place.

And we did not know

that it was going to stick between you.

I do not feel good.

I'm going to faint.

She's Jewish, your girlfriend?

- Da Costa, it's Portuguese.

- You're crazy !

You want to kill my site?

From the beginning, she lies to me.

- Did you lie to us?

- Impossible.

Why did you do that ?

I have...

I did that for you

to stop pissing off

with your arranged marriages to the con!

And that night, I was not free

because I had something

to say to Claire.

- Who is Claire?

- His roommate.

No ! It's not my roommate!

It is...

- It's my wife.

- Oh !

- What?

- It's my wife.

My lover, my girlfriend.

She has shared my life for three years.

and that night, I asked

for her in marriage!

In marriage !

No, but it is possible, that?

Obviously, for years.

- And with Kevin...

- It's okay.

You live... with a woman?

At the moment, it's complicated.

We may be separated.

Do not fall in the apples, Norbert!

They will separate.

So... Mr. Benloulou!

What is it again ?

It's the children? Taxes ?

My daughter. I want to talk to my daughter.

Yes.

Your father asks you.

Do not worry.

As usual, nothing serious.

Vagal discomfort.

This perverse...

she manipulated you, she turned

you away from the right path.

I'm sorry, dad.

I did not want to hurt you.

The purpose of life,

it is to make children,

to have an offspring.

We find happiness like that.

If we do not have children, we are alive,

but it's like we're dead.

Dad, I want some children!

How are you going to do,

if you have no man?

We can adopt, we can

call on a donor.

A donor?

What?

Well... sperm.

But... you want my death?

Dad !

My father will die! Help him!

Claire, it's me.

I would like to see you.

That's it, I talked to my parents.

Well, my father is in the hospital...

but it's weird...

I have never felt so good.

Here. Uh...

Call me back.

I miss you.

There you go !

- That's all ?

- Yes it's good.

You will receive a

confirmation in a few days.

That's great !

Thank you very much, thank you very much.

You're welcome. Goodbye.

Benloulou! What's up with you?

That's enough ! Get it out!

Africans, is that your thing?

Not me.

What do you mean ?

You would not be a little frustrated,

besides being racist?

Microcredit, does it

tell you something? No ?

And Muhammad Yunus, the

Nobel Peace Prize?

Oh no, he's Bangladeshi.

It must not be your thing.

But that's the future, Mrs

Lopez, in France as elsewhere!

- You will see that I am right.

- Good.

I'll think about it.

I'm sorry.

I thought about it.

I can not fire you. Either you go

to the North:
alcohol, drugs...

Either you resign.

Well since I have the

choice, I resign!

Bravo!

Bravo!

Thanks thanks.

Eat, you have already lost 18 kg.

I should have told him from the beginning.

- Now it's done!

- But no.

But of course, if it's done.

But no ! Listen, if he knew

the truth, you would

not have met him.

There he has had time to appreciate

you and he knows what he is losing.

- You think ?

- Yes.

It's okay ?

- You do not like it, it's not good?

- Yes...

I resigned.

No ? That is great !

Sorry, I mean... Sh*t!

You resigned because

of my cousins?

It's thanks to them.

Are you serious ?

We will be able to open our restaurant!

And me, huh?

Have you thought of me?

I'll be left alone with the other crazy!

- But no.

- I'm good for nothing!

Apart from making me drop!

Honey, stop. It will be fine.

And then we are here, us.

We will always be there. Huh?

Obviously!

Come on, sweetie.

The guy sent me pictures of the garage.

I show you ?

Yeah.

We must go see this case!

There is a visit tomorrow at 9 am

Me, cooking, you, finance.

We're doing a great job. Hm?

I came out.

Oh ok.

And it went well?

Yeah. Finally, my father is at the hosto,

But it is okay.

Sh*t.

But it changes nothing between us for...

for the restaurant.

We remain friends.

OK.

So, that means that...

Are you officially lesbian?

Yeah, officially.

So...

If I take your hand,

officially, do not you care?

No.

And if I take you the other hand,

officially, do not you care?

Always nothing.

- If I kiss you...

- Wali...

Officially...

No.

Are you still here?

I do not care about the bank.

No, but you have not eaten anything!

Come on, eat a little.

Ah...

I got your message.

At the bank, I was

told you were gone.

I wanted to see you.

I am so...

I am a little moved.

It is the most beautiful proof of love.

I am so moved.

I'm so happy.

We'll do it, this child, huh?

Come back home.

- Is it true, are you happy?

- But yes !

Whore !

I dream or she takes me for a con?

You're welcome.

Here is the garage.

There is a lot of volume.

You have a ceiling height

of three to six meters,

for a length of 25 on 6 m.

It represents a floor

area of 150 m.

Oh yeah, it's...

That's wonderful. It is...

You are in the restaurant?

My partner, actually.

He should be here. I will call him.

Do not you mind? A second.

Take your time.

It's Wali. Leave a message.

Uh... Yes, Wali, it's Simone.

Well, I do not understand what you're doing.

In fact, I'm visiting and...

Bah tell me, what. Call me back.

Sorry sir.

I left him I do not

know how many messages.

He did not call me back. Nothing.

Not even a text message.

For him, I'm not

Jewish, so I'm a sh*t.

- But no.

- But if !

If he really loved me he would have

called me back. But there, nothing!

And he must have met 15 other

girls on your brother's site.

Whatever.

But if it's dead!

I know it's dead.

I'm sorry, I'm in a loop.

I did not even ask

you how you were.

I'm confused here. It is...

You were so beautiful, with Claire.

Simone!

Eric?

Eric!

Eric!

I do not care if your

name is not Simone.

I love you !

I love you too !

Go ahead, go up!

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