La Belle Époque

Is it a present from the Emperor?

You know well my only present from him is his bed.

The present with a cost!

Your Highness, what is this poor creature guilty of?

Half-breed bastard. Just like Mr. De Luynes, he deserves the same.

Your Highness, how witty!

Having taken nothing, Power only kindled your...

Sit down, tramp! Queer's flattery displeases me.

I do love men indeed.

So, to whet your appetite, the sweetest treats are already in place.

And by the way, does your Negro satisfy you?

- Very! - Can I touch him?

Come along! Come along! Come on, come on, come on.

Quickly, idiot! Closer.

- Will I soil my hands? - A little bit.

Ah, no.

Imagine how many pleasures these lips can give...

- Who are you? - Shut up!

- Is it in the script? - Get down on the floor!

What are you doing?

Don't kill me, I'm an actress!

- Oh, God! - Drop the phone, drop it!

He's the client, he's the one with the money.

- No... No, no... No. - Drop the dough! Come on!

He paid to recreate this era for us!

They enjoy this, these freaks mock blacks and Arabs.

Shut up already!

I am the export manager at a company in Montpellier.

Why kill such a jerk?

Have mercy: I am Muslim!

- So am I! - I am too!

- I am Jewish! - My God.

So you like my mouth?

No, no...

Оh, no!

Damn!

Flash Back.

- Look at your father. - He doesn't understand?

Nothing! Look: He's struggling, and struggling...

As if a dog bit his balls.

Look, he'll lift his head and say:

"What is this, I don't understand, is it a movie, a show?

This is kind of weird. And this is completely racist!"

- I don't understand... - What?

I don't understand anything. What is this?

- You didn't like it, dad? - What did you say?

- Take headphones off. - Why are you showing me this?

This is a promo of series pilot, my project for Starnet.

I didn't get a single word of what he just said.

He produces a film for a digital platform.

Ah, okay, but this is racist, no?

- Racist... - Well, no.

What kind of humor is it? Why is he laughing?

Because this is satire, dad!

Ah, well, yes... Of course, satire

Forgive the idiot.

There should always be an idiot at a table, no?

No.

This is a very cheap trick to treat blacks like animals.

- Dad! - Who will watch this?

- Everybody! - Mom, calm down.

- Everybody, millions of people. - On the Internet, you mean?

Yes, on the Internet.

On a tablet, on VOD, via streaming, you don't even know these words!

- Well, sorry. - Don't be, you don't care.

- Mom! - Isn't it the truth?

He doesn't care about what we do.

- Could I have more wine? - With or without alcohol?

- What, they have invented without alcohol already? - Yes, yes.

We need to speed up. We are half hour away to our next project.

Yes, are there girls with big tits there?

Is he aware we are not filming porno?

By the way this pilot is inspired by an actual company.

My childhood friend takes orders to organize these historical events.

Dad? Dad?

- What? - Do you remember Antoine?

- Who? - Antoine Beck, remember? My childhood friend.

Unlucky guy.

Victor, you used to adore him. You gave him books all the time...

No, sorry, I... I don't remember.

Well, ten years ago he founded

this huge company.

He though classic fiction did not work anymore,

and gave his clients an ability to immerse physically

into any era: Medieval, World War II, anything you want.

OK. Good evening.

Show me the shoes. OK, great.

Well, so... something here... We can add something? Ah, Pierrot!

Light up the candle, quickly. Good evening. This is good.

OK. Great. Very good.

Eh, Mathieu Molé, I told you already he wasn't born yet.

No "but", no "but" - that's it.

- Good evening. - Good evening.

- Is it yours? - Yes.

OK, take it off. OK, attention, please kindly,

take away all your mobile phones, you were warned!

Gather up, please.

- Where's Paul? - Here.

- What's your name? - Paul.

No, tomorrow!

Hans Axel Von Fersen, Swedish count and officer,

who in seventeen hundred...

Don't quote Wikipedia for me, be natural. When were you born?

Nineteen hundred...

- Forgot? - No.

- Forgot. - I will... I'll learn.

OK. I repeat: the client tomorrow, she knows EVERYTHING about Marie Antoinette,

and dreams to be her. The bitch is more meticulous than me.

Know everything by hard:

your biography, your character, your habits, your dialogues –

Hi – your dialogues...

It must be expensive?

Yes... It depends on a client, but pretty much – yes.

The business is going very very well, he bought 2,000 square meters site.

The work goes on 24 hours. He rents a castle in Fontainebleau.

Yes, that's true. Nostalgia sells better and better now.

- Great! - Yes-yes, it's true.

And you, Victor? If you have to pick an era –

just for one night – what would you choose?

Prehistoric. When I still slept with my wife.

Margot?

- Margot? Come quickly, the viewers are here. - I'm coming.

Antoine.

Tomorrow we work without an ear piece. There's not enough for 40 of you.

Is he still with Margot?

Oh, no. You don't know? She returned to her theater.

- And what? - He just doesn't want

her to live her life.

So he dropped her?

Frankly – I don't know. He dropped her, or she dropped him.

- You invited Antoine? - No.

- Don't lie, I saw his name. - Where?

- On the list. - I was just being polite.

- You are polite? - And smiley!

Like I don't see how you cry every night.

That's my part. My lines are moronic.

You cry over his big childish eyes.

- Enough! - And about his limp.

- Shut up. - And his big wet dick.

You know something about that?

I guessed it. What about your politeness?

- OK, now where to? - To 1932.

- The party with Hemingway in 30 minutes. - Who do we have as Hemingway?

- Well, Sylvain left us. - She called Maurice.

Maurice? The one who was De Gaulle on New Year's Eve?

- Yes. - But he is old.

There are no other actors with English.

And nothing to you at all - those stars, heaven.

Be silent, eat, drink, break the sails...

Imagine any face, any age, any gender...man...woman...

- And what, it will respond to me? - Ah, no, to you - it won't.

Yes, the system for now only recognizes English or French.

You mean, you don't have patients anymore?

- On the contrary. I have 3,000 of them. - Drei Tausend?

A day.

Yes, mom and I have developed psychoanalysis on line.

He works with the algorithms of constantly repeated questions.

This is genius. Are the clients happy?

Yes but I cannot borrow any money from them.

- Beautiful. - Some kind of Oedipus complex exhibition.

Excuse me, could I ask for your...?

Yes, of course. I sold only 3 copies of this.

- Your name is...? - Brigitte.

This is for my grandmother, she read it to

me when I was little. And I was on my potty.

Bruno, nice to meet you. I work for your son.

He is the best boss in the world. Very kind.

Why would he be mean – with all his money.

And what are you doing now?

- Now I'm sitting on a chair. Here you go. - Thank you.

- Fell asleep. - What?

My husband is having a siesta.

- He's tired maybe? - No, we tired him out.

What is this: tomato juice? Not a sip of vodka in it.

- I don't drink alcohol, Antoine. - You? Hemingway doesn't drink alcohol?

- But I'm not Hemingway... - Hemingway exuded alcohol

Yes but my name's Maurice...

Antoine, it doesn't matter Bloody Mary has no scent

Juice and Tabasco mask vodka odor.

Yes, I am aware but there is no Tabasco here.

I come out of gastritis, Antoine My stomach is still fragile.

- Pour vodka into his glass. - He really did puke for 3 days.

So he'll survive the 4th day too.

The clients asked for a boozy night with 3 drunkards...

- Good evening. - Good evening.

Give them vodka and tons of Tabasco.

If they're sick, I don't care. So gentlemen...

What is this painting?

I... don't know. Beautiful, no?

- Very. Intelligent woman. - And also funny.

- I would marry her. - I would too.

Did you hang her here?

- No. - Yes.

I am inert, metallic,

I extirpate my pleasure in the fire of their tears.

- Oh la la. - It was nice to see you.

Yes, we had a good time.. Go on. Careful.

Alright, see you soon!

Slept well?

Doors are closing.