Dead Shadows

It's me, Chris, don't worry, stay in bed.

- I'll go see. - No, it might be a burglar.

Call the police, maybe lock ourselves in with the kid.

Please, don't, you'll scare him.

You can understand...

No wonder he sleeps with the light on.

He takes after you.

At least he stopped wetting the bed.

Quiet, he'll hear us!

Did you check there's no one in the kitchen?

Quit freaking out!

There are no aliens, as your son seems to think.

My son? He's your son too!

Am I his father? He's scared of his own shadow!

He's got his head in the clouds. He's got no pals!

You overprotect him! He's a wimp!

Don't talk to me like that!

Who do you think you are?

You're crazy!

Let go, you're hurting me!

It's OK, shut it!

Fuck off, you asshole!

What are you doing?

Put it down... put the knife down!

Yes, madam... Madam?

You have to reboot your computer.

Go into the "start" menu.

See the big button on the front of the box?

Press and hold it, the screen goes dark, tell me what happens next.

Why the sanctuary?

Why go to the sanctuary? Are you crazy?

Sorry, Madam, what's on your screen now? Madam?

Hello, DC Assistance. How can I help?

Wi-fi connection issues?

That might not be the answer.

Stand back from the computer.

Have you rebooted your box?

Let's try that first.

Yes, it will cut your phone line.

Call back afterwards.

Fucking asshole!

Sir?

Hello?... Fuck!

Take that, and that... And take yourself off too!

Take that... and that...

And that. Now beat it!

Just get out of here.

Now get out of my sight!

I'm not on call tonight. Call Jérémie if there's a problem.

Or Superman.

Quit messing about!

The boss wants me to inspect the troops,

in case of magnetic interference from the comet.

He wants all backups checked.

Problems, are you kidding? The comet's nowhere near us.

Just obeying orders. They don't care where the comet is.

They just want clients.

Tell him to go fuck himself. From him, not me.

I will, don't worry!

...the Eiffel Tower, right behind me.

Thousands of you are trying to find the right vantage point

around the Tower to observe the comet from.

The other question on everyone's lips is:

What effect will the comet have?

Will the world end? Will the sky cave in?

The comet arouses in us our deepest fears.

So I'm here to find out your plans for this evening.

Some of you intend to watch the comet with the family,

others are going to party.

So partygoers, bear in mind that the police

have strengthened security measures, so exercise caution.

I'm with Professor Dunant. Thanks for joining us.

Hi, thanks for talking to me.

Just how far away is the comet right now?

Opinion varies on the actual distance.

As far as France goes, we can confirm

that the comet will pass very close to the Earth.

The Americans are saying it might skim our atmosphere,

so do be careful.

People are concerned. What are the possible consequences?

Well...

an astral body of this size and density will have consequences.

It's hard to say what they'll be.

It's windy in Paris.

Are we talking tsunamis and natural catastrophes?

Nothing catastrophic, no. I don't anticipate any tsunamis,

but interference will affect

radios and cellphones, with frequency issues.

It's hard to say to what extent exactly.

Hey! Hey!

You OK?

Yeah, but I have to go.

You're not a local. I've never seen you.

Are you in for some?

We've got what you need.

You'll take something, right?

- How much you got? - Nothing. Sorry.

No need to apologize. I believe you.

I'll check, though.

Leave him alone.

Hey, Johnny.

You still around? You're not back in Canada?

Tabernacle!

I told you to stay away from my block.

We were talking to our new pal, Johnny.

Not Johnny, John. Asshole.

Playing big brother doesn't suit you.

What you gonna do?

First, there's only 4 of you.

3'/2 counting the other fag.

Second, I'm in a really bad mood today.

And third...

All pleased now, are you?

Playing with your new toy?

Yeah, I'm pleased. Now beat it.

Yeah, beat it, baby.

Thanks, you saved my skin.

Shut it, you're doing yourself no favors.

Come here, honey.

Come on!

Come here.

Come out of there.

Come on!

Come here, honey.

Come on, honey.

Go on.

Come here...

I knew it!

It's coming again.

A wave of fire in the sky.

It's back.

- The return match. - Give me a break!

I was at the first game.

A real fuck-up, believe you me!

When was it, 1986? That's right.

1986.

I still had my pal Edmond.

We saw them arrive. Fucking scary!

But we fought. Fought like mad dogs!

Edmond had a right-hand like Marcel Cerdan.

And I had my iron bar.

And we kicked their asses!

But it wasn't enough.

They're back. Fuck!

Do they want more?

We know, Roger.

You protect us from the Chinese, from Martians...

But you're bothering the customers!

What clients?

This dump is empty!

On account of you!

Take it easy, he's done nothing.

Don't worry, it's Roger, our very own bum.

We're used to him. He's a mascot.

Are you OK?

Nice of you to ask but don't worry about me.

Worry about yourself. And the rest!

If you need a hand, give me a call.

I'm still up for it!

Go piss the competition off, bring me in some customers.

Take a hike, have a shower!

Seriously.

Seriously. Soft drinks? Soda?

Isn't that a bit...

feeble?

Tonight isn't gonna be very rock'n'roll, is it?

A good drink gives you a clear view of things, don't you think?

A nice, white alcohol.

Vodka.

Or tequila... tequila gold. Ever had any?

You feel it take possession of your throat, run into you,

and warm you inside.

It makes you want to drink...

to dance, to laugh...

to quiver...

to caress...

to hold someone...

Some like beer or wine.

I don't think that's very sexy.

Yeah, you're right.

What the fuck are you doing? Am I hot or not?

Don't you wanna hump me?

Anyone there?

Hi, sorry, the door was open...

The door was open, I thought maybe there'd been a burglary.

Sorry.

No problem... It got left open when I threw that asshole out.

Give me a moment. Sit down.

I'm just finishing a canvas for the "Orgasmic Explosion" collection.

Fancy 3 9°?

- No, I'm useless. - Sure?

Really.

- Maybe you have hidden talents. - Very well hidden!

So you broke into my flat?

No, the door was open...

To spy on me.

Know what I mean?

You were peeking at my ex on the landing.

I know, I could sense it.

Am I wrong?