The first 200 lines.
No. That's not it.
Watch me carefully. Take a deep breath, smile,
and imagine you're on stage,
applauded by 3,000 people.
Begin again. I'll sing along,
and this time you'll be fantastic.
How do you think we'll do?
I'm so happy to sing, I don't care about it.
You're not just coming for me now?
- I never came just for you! - Yeah, right!
In any case, tonight you really sang!
I could feel it.
I'll drop you off?
No, I'll walk awhile. Thanks.
You OK?
It's Fred, right? He hasn't written?
No!
He must be back from vacation. Did you try to call?
What did you expect, Isa?
You know the type!
You don't take many risks with guys!
Because guys do?
Go on,
forget it, Isa, he's not worth worrying about.
Be careful!
ALIVE
Excuse me, where is the Champs-Elysees?
It's not in this area, you go...
Help!
Shut up!
Keep still! We're gonna gang bang you.
- What is this? - Yeah...
That's enough, she's a kid.
You just shouldn't have come, then.
- I could be your sister. - Shut up!
- Stop! - You grabbed her too.
What're you playing at?
She's getting away!
Slut doesn't even give me a hard-on.
It'll be OK.
Don't worry, darling.
Please don't cry!
I'm going to come.
You coming yet?
We're not gonna stay all night.
Don't cry!
It'll be OK.
Throw her out.
- Not here, there's nothing. - Throw her out!
Please!
Wake up!
Please help me!
I was attacked.
Please, they're here, I can tell! I'm afraid!
I was raped!
Oh my god, it's them, it's them!
Come on, get in.
Where do I take you?
Paris...
Oh, shit!
My camera!
There were 4 of them, you're alone,
touch me, you're dead.
"What makes life bearable, he said, is the idea that we can leave it."
To the question
"did writing save you?"
Cioran answered: "Writing is the savior, to write
is to heal."
Suicide holds the same virtue.
Life ceases to be a nightmare when one says:
"I can kill myself when I want to."
Reflect upon it. See you tomorrow.
You eating with us?
Are you OK?
We're not having lunch alone?
I wanted you to meet my partner!
Hi! Paul.
You OK?
Did you learn lots of stuff?
You'll tell me about it?
Your school isn't very cheerful.
- What are you studying? - Philosophy.
Paul deals with clients, me the messengers.
In Paris, everyone needs couriers.
We're bidding for an office near Bastille.
Maybe your printing house can use us?
What do you think?
You don't want to work with Dad?
No.
It's got nothing to do with that. We get along,
I just want to start my own business.
It's better if I'm not around, anyway.
Why?
No reason.
I'm proud of you!
Can you lend us your scooter?
- It was stolen. - Shit!
Did you report it?
- There are worse things! - What do you mean?
Worse than a stolen scooter.
Well, sure, but report it.
What for?
For the insurance, jesus. It was almost new!
Sometimes I don't get you.
I'm going to pay.
You're in printing?
No, in graphics.
He's saying that to annoy me.
I hope you're honest, because I adore my brother.
They teach you to bite in school?
Your brother's a friend, and I'm honest!
Let's get going?
I'm quitting school.
Why?
I'm fed up, that's all.
- I don't think Mom would've liked that. - Only she's dead.
You're a pain. Come on, let's go.
I'm scared!
Claire. I wanted to thank you...
Why?
I might not have been able to do it without your work!
Thank you, that's nice.
Enough thanking each other!
We work together and barely know each other.
So?
I want to get to know you.
No, really, we spend hours on my photos,
and I don't know what you think.
You're not a machine!
Maybe I am...
Am I bothering you?
You can tell, eh?
What exactly do you expect?
You want to invite me to dinner?
To thank me, is that it?
You want to screw me, right?
Why me?
I want to curl up in your lap...
Mommy...
It's just my granddaughter's things.
I can put them away,
if they bother you...
We can put them up there.
But I don't want them in my room.
No, it's OK.
Your brother said it was for 2 or 3 months, is that it?
I've never rented...
- 2,500 francs, is that all right? - That's fine.
Well then, I'll leave you.
Was it good?
You're very beautiful.
I'm pretty?
No, very pretty!
Another vodka?
You got it!
What?
Nothing,
I just wanted to see you, that's all.
That's all?
I want you to hold me,
I want you to love me.
Wait for me tonight?
She's gone with the kids on vacation.
You drank a lot tonight!
It's pretty here.
A nice change from cellars and alleys.
You seemed to like them!
Why use that thing?
No, please, Bruno!
Please.
But there's only you.
I forgot to take my pill.
Another man's making love to you?
I want to make love with you...
What are you thinking about?
Nothing.
I'm sleeping.
Did you ever want to kill someone?
No!
What're you talking about?
To survive, could you?
Sure. I'd kill to save my hide!
Even if the fear of dying kept you from killing?
Wait, I don't get this... did someone hurt you?
No, it's no big deal!
Yes! A guy in the club?
It was a long time ago. Somewhere.
But tell me anyway, I'm interested!
You never talk about yourself!
What's going on?
Sorry!
Fred,
take me out for dinner!
I was going to call!
How's Isa? You still take singing lessons?
Yeah, she's doing great!
She read me all your letters,
you know how girls are.
So I didn't write. I needed time.
That's what she said.
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