The Players (Les infidèles)

Disco

Go!

It's broken! - Should the move your car!

It is!

Box of shit!

Here! Cuais, cuais.

Hey, you calm!

No, I'm not calm down!

Stop it! Crying all night!

Stop it! - Wait.

- Are you okay? - Mcyen.

I was with you yesterday.

- Cu? - Shmeuk.

- Up? - About 5 hours.

Bihcu!

Look who's here.

- Hi Stephanie. - Fuck.

Where it was yesterday? - Coffee?

No. Answer.

- Huh? Last night? Ben at the library!

- Do not fuck with me! Stop!

- Okay, it was me. - Cu?

- In Shmeuk. - Up?

5h.

Mom!

- Damn, the assholes, they have everything ready!

- What is it? - I do not know. Sugar?

- Qn cares. - Sweetheart ...

No darling!

You're even worse, with your big mouth fake-ass shit!

- Mom! - Cui Mattec I come!

My love! At the mashed potatoes!

Well, I've put a sugar.

- Qn drink it elsewhere? - Cui.

Wait. Who is Juliette?

But not without messing around.

I could not read it. - The big with whom you work?

- Yes! - Ch! Ben ...

- You have an answer for everything, you're great!

What?

- I'm sick-the-ass live with an asshole ...

- A bitch? - Cui, an asshole!

Which comes at 5am

everyday receives a sms whore

I can not read. And why?

Qn will not read our sms!

- It is not. - What? What I mingle?

He cheats on his wife in all directions, believing irresistible.

Ered, you know,

you took a big blow to old!

- Stop! Go piss ya man, I have not married!

Do not talk like that to my wife.

- She insults me! - This is still my wife.

- J'me case. - It's better.

- Greg is better that you bar with him.

I have enough of a kid. - This is my house!

- When it suits you! Asshole! - No buts!

- A little milk-soup, anyway.

- If this is to apologize, my great ... - J't'emmerde!

- Why would she say that? I took a shot of old?

- Why I as wrong? - I begin to see.

- I trompe more since the financial crisis.

It made me freak out.

But ass! And winter was very lcng.

- Endless. - Wait!

It does not work, in fact.

Obviously qu'eiie works!

- Women have changed they are much freer.

- This story parity becomes anything.

One day we will be forced be faithful AND cuckold.

I am very anxious for my son. - You did not!

- I could have. - But that's not the issue.

- Yes! - No, I'm sorry.

- Yes, a little. - Not at all!

- Ben though. - Nope.

Yes! In fact, you want me to say?

Y mislead and deceive. Forgiveness.

You live real stories whenever and you're exposed.

And you suffer doubly.

- Quays. - Hmm.

Never true relationship apart from my wife.

So, I fooling anyone. - Of course.

At the bottom of the bottom, I'm sentimental. - Of course.

Look at this.

Rculee well!

- But the mouth, you mutt in the files. - Ch ..

That's it.

The siren call. Look at these temptresses.

That's what I do.

- It pleases them to raise hell in my life!

You got a problem?

Oh no. CN has a problem.

And a big one.

On Monday, I want to stay at home with my wife, gcsse,

watch DVDs like everyone mcnde.

By Wednesday, I want cate of the lie-de-Erance. Why?

- We're animals! Programmed to save the species,

So go out, hunt, copulate, etc..

You can not help it, my pig It's genetic.

Jcli face that.

She has an ass that is Yvelines.

BCNSCIR.

- The tail. Ass.

Electronic music

- Tell me. - Cuais?

You never said,

if you go out much, it may be something super romantic.

Perhaps because you are looking for another.

Who?

The other woman in your life.

You know?

Ah ass like a mcnde parallel.

No, it's simpler than that.

If it is, there is another, 2 blocks, 2 quarters, another city.

As if you had a dual identity!

No! Why?

No! Not at all.

Imagine that if it is thou hast renccntree, 2h close

you could have been with her. - If you came back Ccmme

the future, and ... - No, not at all.

- I do not. - I see that you can not see. Go ahead and wood.

Ah ass, okay.

- That's it? - Cui!

- That's it! - Cui, I saw.

You VCls?

- Who. - What do you think?

Well, you do not understand. - Yes!

You say when the woman ... There's a woman ...

- Come, let's dance. - Cui, vcila!

"Jump Around" (House Of Pain)

What they we'm sick? Cn can make the CSIF CCNS!

The obsession with fidelity, Franco-French thing!

- And they feel happy! Y countries where you can have 40 women!

They do not fuck or I go to the Maasai.

Cuais.

What would you do there?

The import-export.

- From? - The import-export!

You speak Maasai?

- Nope. This is where it is still a bit wobbly.

What are you doing?

She calls me not.

Who?

Ben my wife.

It may not be your number!

Come on, she will not care a rat in the head. Relax.

Go! - No, I'm dead, I'll go.

I'll go as then.

"The Know Your Girlfriend Hates Me"

Animals!

It is not our fault, nature is unfaithful.

The LiCN the dog ...

Insects: the big bastards.

- The big bastards. - They cate anything that moves.

No, the beaver is faithful.

The beaver is faithful.

- Qn buggers! Cui is true: it has the flat tail.

Well, she called me not the other.

- This is your son? - Cuais. It is beautiful, huh?

- Super cute. - Cuais is flesh of my flesh.

Wanna see my wife? - Ok.

- This is crazy, they know we are married, see the photos of the kids,

that bother them!

Period rotten!

Cn will not fuck all!

Cn can try.

You're beautiful, what you're beautiful.

- Shh ... - Pardon me.

Hey, look at this. Usain Bolt!

- A little slower still there. - Wait.

Slow down.

Like this? That way there.

- Piers, this is it. - Shh ...

You are my wife, my beautiful wife.

My little beautiful woman.

I want to see you pregnant you make babies!

J'te the dcnne, j'te gives?

This is the first time you that affects the liver?

- I want to die in your Cetes. - Shut up!

- I want to die in your Cetes, touch me.

Dirty little bitch, huh!

What did you say there?

Repeats what you said there! - Nothing.

No, nothing, nothing, come on, this is good.

Cuais.

T'etais where all these years?

I see you!

I want you! Ah!

- If it is barred? Genre Las Vegas, with an excuse concrete.

- Huh what? - In Las Vegas!

- What? - At Las ... Ch shit!

Las Vegas?

- Eaire full! Qu'cn is degcute ass until 2040!

- As tarama. - What?

- I loved it, I ate 2 times daily. Just the smell ...

Oh, I understand.

Hop, hop, not soap, what do you do? - Cui, you're right.

I do not believe they are parties.

- They could say goodbye anyway.

A pad to 249 euros ...