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I was opening the door and I smelled gas,
so I shut it at once. I phoned you guys
in case it exploded.
Sir, tell me more.
- What's going on? - Sorry to bother you.
- The gas is on. - The gas?
What floor?
On the 5th floor.
Show me.
It's the 2nd window on the right.
My girlfriend...
- She had to go... - The gas is on?
Yes, my girlfriend had to go. She's a pediatrician.
Put up the ladder. 5th floor, right-hand window.
It's dangerous. There's a lot of gas.
Cordon off the area. Come on, guys.
It's an emergency.
Ready to go up the ladder.
What the hell?
Get down from there!
No saucepan, sir!
What? My girlfriend said it was an emergency, because...
The gas was on. She's a pediatrician.
No saucepan.
I don't understand.
- He lied. - How strange.
- OK, move out. - Yes, sir.
MY DAYS OF GLORY
Oh, fuck.
Oh, shit!
Excuse me. Is my eye OK?
Anything wrong with my eye?
You have a stye.
Sorry.
- Huh? - A stye.
Is it very visible?
Well, yeah, it's there.
Sorry.
Must be the stress.
Excuse me. I forgot to read my emails this morning. The casting
is for what?
Can't you see? It's a film on the army.
What genre? What period is it?
You get the synopsis and everything by email. Didn't you get it?
Yes, it's on my email,
but my battery's dead, so...
Can I have a look
at yours, please?
- A quick look? - No.
I need to reread it and really memorize it.
Go on.
Help me out. That's the army mentality.
Nope.
You could ask him.
So much for solidarity.
- Can you lend me your script? - No way.
Sorry.
Jeez...
Thanks!
I don't believe it!
De Gaulle!
Fascinating.
As you should know,
we're casting for Charles De Gaulle.
It's a film about his youth.
It's a film about
his doubts and hopes, his moments of joy and despair.
His early days with the Jesuits,
meeting Yvonne... Do you know a bit about De Gaulle?
Interested in history?
Sure.
Know him well or not?
Sure.
You say "Sure''.
- No, I mean, yes. - OK.
It's important to Gerd as it's a big film.
He wants people to be committed to the project.
- I'm fascinated by De Gaulle. - OK, fine.
Oh, one thing: Gerd only speaks German.
He can't speak English or French. Speak German?
Russian?
So, go through me. I'm Marc.
Lift up the sign, please.
Lift it up. Thanks.
Introduce yourself.
Hello, I'm Adrien, 27.
I'm an actor.
I did quite a few films when I was little.
Did you see any of them?
Do you take drugs?
I smoke some crack on a Saturday night, but is that...?
I'm not serious.
A joke.
Look at the camera and stop joking.
- OK? - Sorry.
Thanks.
Hold your hands up. Show me your hands.
OK, turn them around.
The other side.
Why?
Put your hands down.
I see you haven't done a film for 6 years, Adrien.
Why's that? What happened?
Well, there's a recession on!
Turn sideways.
- Turn sideways. - I was joking.
It's a bit hard to explain, but...
I couldn't find any interesting projects and the system is complicated.
I needed to focus and...
Time went by quicker than expected...
And I didn't find...
anything.
Anyway...
OK. Can you turn back? Look at the camera, please.
Who won World War II?
France did.
- Not single-handed. - No, with the Allies.
The Americans and Brits, but mainly France.
The Germans fought well!
Happy birthday!
Nice cake.
Blow 'em out!
To Charles De Gaulle!
Great.
- You didn't blow hard enough. - They lit up again!
- That's crazy! - Try harder.
Is that marzipan?
- What's this shit? - Try harder.
I found them. Funny, isn't it?
Yeah... Shit, I've broken something. Ouch!
Happy birthday!
OK, honey? Did you burn yourself?
- Will you cut it, Bertrand? - OK.
- Oops! - Bertrand!
Shit!
What did you do?
- It was the table. - Jeez!
- Maybe we can save it. - Yeah.
Dad, can't you be more careful?
It was less than 3 seconds.
The dog mustn't eat it.
He'll have a hypo. Call Antoine!
Don't call Antoine, 'cause he ate a bit of cake!
Stop treating him like a human!
Christ!
Hasn't Bertrand changed a lot?
No, why? Doesn't he look younger?
You call that looking younger?
Hi, Antoine! Sorry to disturb you.
Hey, that's what I'm there for.
He's eaten quite a lot of cake and maybe
a couple of candles.
He just needs a laxative.
Jacob! We're late!
Get up!
Let's go.
Wake up, you filthy parasite!
We're late.
Where's your schoolbook? Is that it?
What time is it?
I'll be back in an hour to work with Foussard.
- Less 4,200 in February? - Yes.
March was better.
I read that soon you won't be able to smoke on terraces.
So, go smoke on the terrace!
We won't be able to smoke outside, like in Japan.
It's stable, compared to last year.
What do you think?
- 4,000... - You don't care?
- Go outside, man, please. - OK, OK.
We need more Post-it notes.
Make a note to get some.
No, there's nothing I can do.
I'm sure we can work something out.
You'll be closed all weekend.
- What'll I do? - I can't help you, sir.
There must be a solution.
It's nearly the weekend. What'll I do without a credit card?
Sir, please...
We can't help you.
This is taking the piss. It's really aggressive. You can't...
It's a court decision.
You had a letter.
- But... - Check your mail.
OK, but couldn't you have warned me?
You take advantage of the slightest weakness.
I've been a customer for years
and everything went fine. I want a card now!
That's enough, I want one now.
No!
Give me a card now.
- You... - I want one.
You're shitting on me!
Is that how you... uh...
OK, Martine?
Yes, everything's fine.
Taking the piss?
No, no...
Don't you think it's a bit much?
There are rapists, pedophiles,
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