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Vincent! Get out of here!

Go on! Get it up!

See? It's easy!

You're crazy! Are you blind?

You dumb bastard!

Jackass! Moron! Cretin!

Fucking lunatic!

Turn that damned music off!

You're just a little asshole!

Don't push me too hard.

All I'm asking is a little politeness.

Show me some respect or I'll lose my temper.

Respect! I guess that's Greek to you.

It's over your head!

Look at me, damn you!

Oh! Hello, Mr Lefort.

I didn't see you.

You look swell.

What a beautiful day!

Look out, I'm starting her up.

Don't blame me, he's uncontrollable.

He's just sick. Sick!

He should be banned from flying.

Bastard!

Does he just do it to annoy me?

I'm going to come...

Don't. Not yet.

God, it's so good.

When does he get home?

As long as he's up there, we're safe.

It's me.

I know. I heard you.

Taking a bath?

I felt sticky.

There's a strange smell in here.

Oh? What kind of smell?

It smells strangely like sperm.

I know!

It's that new floor polish.

Isn't this great? Just you and me.

It's wonderful.

Look at that landscape.

You should see it from the sky.

I often think of you up there.

I often think of you, too.

I wonder what you're doing. Don't you ever get bored?

Bored, me? No.

I'm always busy.

Good. I'd hate for you to be bored...

my love.

Fuck!

That's not his writing!

That's not Vincent's skywriting!

Holy shit!

Get out! Get out!

You said he didn't suspect!

Yes, but now I'm scared. Get out!

I swear he tried to kill me.

I think I'd better disappear. No more visits,

no more phone calls.

What do you mean, "chicken"?

I'm not risking my life for your ass.

Hail Mary, full of grace

Blessed art thou

and the fruit of thy womb

Pray for us poor sinners

Oh my God!

Happy anniversary. Meet me at the airfield.

I've a surprise for you. Love, Vincent.

Darling, forgive me for everything.

What do you mean, Héléne?

Let me explain...

What?

That I've been a jerk, a workaholic,

blind to my wife's needs?

Is that it?

Don't worry, Helene.

I know it.

It's I who should apologize.

But all that's going to change.

You won't recognize me.

It's our wedding anniversary.

I'll take you up for a spin.

I want to show you something.

Look, my love! Our house!

You never saw it from here.

Isn't it beautiful?

For our anniversary I'm going to loop the loop.

You'll see, it's fun!

I've cut through your seat belt.

When we're upside down, out you go!

No hard feelings?

I loved you so much!

Goodbye, my love!

To the question: "Is Vincent Baraduc guilty

of killing Mariano Escobar in a car crash?"

The jury's verdict is; not guilty.

To the question: "Is Vincent Baraduc guilty

of killing his wife, Héléne Baraduc?"

The jury's verdict is; not guilty.

Consequently, Mr Vincent Baraduc, you're a free man.

But...

No "buts"! You're free.

It's as simple as that.

Thank you for not wearing a bra.

When a woman isn't wearing a bra under her clothes

it's easy to imagine her naked. It's very arousing.

But when she's undressing it's better if she's wearing one

so she isn't naked too quickly.

It prolongs the pleasure. See?

You can't imagine the thrill of sliding a bra strap

over a golden shoulder,

or cracking the code of a new type of hook-and-eye.

And they make such pretty lingerie these days.

I have a confession.

I can't resist a woman who wears "Jicky" perfume.

Even if she's ugly?

That's the incredible thing!

Women who use "Jicky" are never ugly.

For example, that's how I met my wife.

One sniff, and I was in love.

- You're married? -Yes.

It's awful. Here I am with you but [ still adore my wife.

Then I look at you and I want to be widowed.

Some days I wish she'd been run over by a bus.

Isn't life strange?

Sir, your wife has been run over by a bus.

I said 82 francs, please. My shift's up.

Marie?

Hello, darling. Had a good day?

Marie, for God's sake! What are you doing?

Nothing serious. I'm not in love.

Let me introduce you. Paul, my husband. This is Mr...

Julien Gora.

Mr Gora brought me home in his taxi.

Marie, you can't do this.

I can and I am.

You're doing it to hurt me!

Yes. Just to hurt you.

It's my turn.

Stop.

Stop it, please.

Paul, imagine yourself walking into a tearoom.

Imagine I'm sitting with a stranger,

I'm fondling his fly and saying:

"How nice... No underwear!

But removing a man's underwear is so arousing."

What do you do?

Smile, pull up a chair

and order a cup of tea?

Oh, I get it.

That girl was a total stranger.

I never even fucked her.

Too bad. You've fucked plenty of others.

I'm sorry, Marie. I'm a full-time jerk.

I only remember how much I need you

when I'm in the arms of another woman.

Forgive me.

What are you doing?

I'm leaving. I'm sick of living with you.

Don't go. Don't spoil everything.

I've forgiven you 100 times.

Now I've had enough.

Sorry we didn't finish.

Farewell, Paul.

God, what a fool.

If you don't need me anymore, I'll go now.

Good riddance!

About time too! Thanks!

I can finally breathe again!

Yeah, you tell her!

Women are all bitches or nymphomaniacs.

Take your wife. She gets in the cab.

We come back here, she doesn't ask me my name,

doesn't even offer me a drink.

See what happens?

Boy, what a letdown.

Listen. Normally

I'm a quiet guy, but right now

I'm extremely pissed off.

So please,

get out. Go back home to the monkey house

and tell them you're okay.

Sandrine?

It's me.

There you are, silly!

Had a good day?

You're bored alone, aren't you?

Fine. You sit and sulk.

I'm going to fix dinner

but when I say "Dinner!" you come.

Dinner!

Did you remember

to iron my shirts?

I was kidding. I know it's not your job.

Let's see what's on TV.

You never do a stroke of work, do you?

Never mind. That's how I like you - sweet and silent.

I belch and fart, you don't complain.

You don't care if I don't wear slippers