Stardom

My next guest is the hottest lens in town.

His work ranges from top magazine covers to the hippest ads.

He has a show opening tomorrow and the buzz is, It's a must!

Ladies and gentlemen, Philippe Gascon.

Good evening, Philippe.

- How is it going? - Great.

As I said in my introduction, why a show?

Well, basically...

First of all, because I was asked.

And then, after having a show in Paris, I wanted to have one here.

Even though I do a lot of fashion and advertising...

Carry on, you're on a roll, it's captivating.

Be right back. If you want to plug your show, go right ahead.

If you're stuck, I have questions.

- You'll get them back when I'm done. - Go ahead.

Go ahead!

Hello...

What? Pussycat got your tongue?

She can't talk. The plot thickens, let's unravel the mystery.

The monologue must have exhausted you.

Go sit in my chair, it's much more comfortable.

Go, thanks.

- Thanks a lot. - Don't mention it.

You taught her smut?

You gotta start somewhere.

Pervert.

And also, "slut".

Is it me, or is it really getting hot in here?

I'm gonna pass out.

I need some water. Be right with you.

Terrorism strikes again in Paris.

A bomb exploded this morning in the 18th Arrondissement.

Erica Leica is at the scene.

A quiet neighborhood, an ordinary street,

suddenly shattered by a tragedy.

Rachid Elaoui and Ferid Haddad were handling charges of gelignite.

Their neighbors' reactions.

Muslims are like a cancer, you know.

Let's call a spade a spade.

And until that cancer is wiped out, France is in danger.

That's all I have to say.

It's really hard for us.

We have no place to go, no money left.

She was really scared.

You gotta understand, it's tough.