Up for Love Page #3

- OK. You sure it'll relax us?

- Sure.

OK. A funny face...

- This is the "plastic surgery" face.

- OK.

- You ready?

- Yes.

I didn't do a thing.

It's 100 per cent natural.

You're ling!

Put your napkin on.

Our Cypriot went to town.

You see, we had a good laugh.

Now, there's someone

who doesn't like me.

- What?

- You said everyone liked me.

- Yes.

- Yes. But not him. Karl Willems.

- Who's that?

- The architect of this building.

I see. Why not?

We were competitors

for a project ages ago, and I won.

He's very tall, so the poor man felt...

humiliated.

You're very beautiful.

What can I say?

"Goodnight, Alexandre"?

I had a fabulous time.

Me too.

Benji!

- You had the hearing postponed?

- Yes.

- But we'd agreed.

- That I needed to think.

If his divorce goes well,

Lefort will let us manage his estate.

The millions he's laundered

in offshore accounts?

- He can save us.

- He can ruin our reputation.

An insolvent law practice

is good for our image?

Money isn't everything.

In the long term, ethics pay off.

Come on, you can trust me.

No. Our five years of marriage taught me,

for one, that I don't know you

and also that you are very far

from what I imagined you to be.

So ask me anything you like,

but not to trust you.

Something's different.

What's changed? You're not the same.

You met someone?

No.

Diane? I have Bergeron on line one.

Alexandre.

His name is Alexandre.

- How do you know?

- I overheard her on the phone.

A cup of coffee?

- Alexandre what?

- I don't know.

Of course, I'll get your coffee right away!

That was borderline.

You're not going to cry?

Because if you do, it'll spoil my victory.

You're OK?

- I'm fine. Can we play?

- Go on.

You OK?

You're not going to cry?

- It'll spoil my victory.

- Go on, wise guy.

Ready?

You know what?

I think your arms are too short.

Let's go.

What exactly are you doing?

Who are you smiling at?

- I'm not smiling.

- Yes, you are. Like this.

Don't be silly.

Are you going home?

I told you, I'm going to the game.

You got a 50?

Hey...

- I've only got a hundred.

- That'll do.

What are you doing?

We're going to Fernand's

for a disco party.

Cool, dancing.

I don't dance.

Who's we?

You said, "We're going. " Who's we?

I'm going with Stephanie and Arnaud

and a girlfriend.

- Do I know her?

- No.

Is she hot?

You gonna bang her?

You're all shy. You're in love!

- What does she do?

- She's a lawyer.

Not bad.

- You going like that?

- Yes. Why, is something wrong?

- What?

- A full-on fashion show?

I'm showing you. Do I look OK?

- You have your heelpieces?

- Of course.

- Awesome.

- Great. OK, I'm going.

Be careful at the stadium.

Crowds are my phobia.

Don't worry. What's her name?

- Diane.

- Blonde or brunette?

Blonde!

Yes?

Coralie's already gone?

- She had her shrink appointment.

- Oh, yeah. I forgot.

Do you have plans tonight?

- I thought we could...

- I have plans.

- See you tomorrow.

- Yes. Sure thing.

This crossroads

might not look like much...

yet a major decision

is about to be made here.

If I turn right...

I take you home...

we kiss goodnight...

and that's the end of that.

But if I turn left...

we go to my place and...

Look at me.

- Good morning.

- Good morning. Sorry...

My name is Diane. I'm...

- I'm Benji. Alexandre's son.

- Yes. Of course.

Of course...

The resemblance is striking.

That's what people say.

Only I'm not as... mature.

- Is he already gone?

- Yes.

I think he went to Lige.

When I woke up,

all this was waiting for me.

That's my dad for you.

Always making sure everyone's happy.

- He's a great guy.

- Yeah.

Do you have kids?

No. I was married, but no children.

Why not?

In the beginning, he didn't want any.

Then I didn't want them any more.

Have you been separated for long?

Three years.

- My parents broke up... ten years ago.

- Oh, yes?

- But it's cool, they get along great.

- Yes.

Yes. It's always better when people

manage to separate intelligently,

- instead of fighting like morons.

- Yes. That's for sure.

You're lucky.

What about you?

Do you get on well with your ex?

Yes.

We did it...

intelligently, so...

we have a good relationship.

- It's cool.

- Yes.

Yes. Cool.

Goodbye.

- See you soon?

- See you soon.

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

What are you doing?

- I'll do that.

- You will?

There we go.

First things first, the news.

Stretch, point, piqu...

OK, let's go, girls.

- Are you sure?

- As sure as I see you.

He was barely higher than the car door.

Maybe the car seat is caved in?

- It's not that kind of car. He's a midget.

- Really?

She found herself a rich midget.

- Hello.

- Hello!

- A little cup of coffee?

- Thank you.

- Bruno wants to see you.

- He can come in here.

I think you'd better go.

OK, I'll go.

- What's wrong?

- Nothing. Are you still twitching?

Yeah. It's really annoying.

- Are you upset?

- Not particularly.

Is it because of your boyfriend?

- My boyfriend? What boyfriend?

- Alexandre.

The one you spoke to

on the phone the other evening.

Oh, yes. Yes.

Yes, his name is Alexandre, but he's not...

You know...

He's not my boyfriend, we're not...

We're just dating.

- Don't have a tizzy.

- I'm not.

- You're ashamed?

- Of what?

That he's a midget.

- Excuse me?

- Yes.

Bruno saw you together

yesterday evening.

I heard he's no higher than the car door.

On, sh*t.

I don't know what's wrong with me.

- What do you mean?

- I don't know.

You're in love.

That's what's happened to you.

- I don't know.

- Are you kidding?

Do you love him or not?

When we're together, yes.

I feel in love.

But when we're no longer together...

I see me... or us... and it's grotesque.

Why?

Why? Because, like any little girl,

I dreamed of a strong, tall Prince Charming

who'd carry me off to his castle.

I see. Tell me,

about Santa Claus, is it cool?

You know he doesn't exist?

Bruno must've had a good laugh.

No, I thought he was more...

- Troubled?

- No, more like...

- Destabilised?

- No, more like...

Appalled. That's it, appalled.

- You wanted to see me?

- Come in. Have a seat.

- Well?

- Well what?

What do we do?

- About?

- Lefort.

On, that!

- Is there anything else?

- No.

I stand my ground.

I won't defend him.

I don't want my reputation tainted.

OK, Snow White.

Excuse me? What did you say?

I said, "OK, Snow White. "

Why did you call me that?

You're as pure as the driven snow.

Watch your step, Bruno.

You can't do this.

- What?

- This.

This what?

Mock me by calling me Snow White.

- Why not?

- I know you know.

- Know what?

- You know very well.

- That you're dating a dwarf?

- Don't you dare call him that!

It's hurtful and humiliating.

What about me?

My ex-wife is in a couple with a midget.

- I'm not in a couple.

- So it's about sex?

I owe you no explanations. Is that clear?

I'm curious, is it an experiment?

A journey to the outer limits?

Diane!

That's the third time, Mathilde. I said yes.

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