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L I T T L E W H I T E L I E S
I don't sting my nose!
You idiot!
I'm outta here.
That's for girls.
Use the men's room then!
You're tall. I bone you yet?
- My blow. - All gone!
- You fucker! - It's all gone!
He's a total headcase!
Meet Ludo.
Ludo, this is Christine.
Not Christine. Christelle!
What?
Yours is mine and mine is mine.
That's not cool. Cut it out!
You okay?
Hey, dude! I called David!
He's on his way.
This is rocking! We're gonna burn it up.
Say, why don't you ever call me?
You never call me. Straight up.
Chill out, bro.
I'll be right back.
- You're going? - For a smoke.
Eric bounced?
- You're splitting? - I'm beat.
See you soon.
How are you?
Nearly missed it.
Hey.
Is Juliette coming?
I don't know.
I guess not.
What?
She won't come.
While I'm here.
Did she call? Did she...
Antoine, give us a break. This is not the time.
Yeah, sorry. I was just wondering...
I guess she'll come after I...
Where's Marie?
She said she'd be here but...
Pisses me off. She's always late.
Pain in the ass!
You mean me, doofus?
We can't all go in together.
Or stay too long. Let's split into 2 groups.
Who's going first?
- I will. - Me too.
- We'll wait then. - I'll wait too.
You guys?
Wait till they give you masks.
Hold on, Eric.
They're really strict.
You been here long?
A half-hour.
I'm going for a smoke.
Did Juliette tell you if she'd come by today?
Ludo...
We're here, buddy.
We're all here.
You gave us a hell of a fright.
It's gonna be okay.
You're in good hands.
Hey there.
Hi.
You...
You've got a mask.
You too.
I'm getting out.
I'm getting out tomorrow.
You're...
- You're all... - Take it easy.
You're all dressed the same.
You're beautiful.
You too, you're beautiful.
Get some rest.
He'll be okay.
We leave him all alone a whole month?
Sabine'll be here. I called her.
As if she'd abandon her son! But us...
We just go on vacation?
And leave him like that?
How can we help him, Marie? We can't.
We can be there for him.
Or am I just being stupid?
- You're right, it's... - I agree.
It's mean of us...
I'm here another week. I'll come by.
Hold on...
You all know, Ludo's like a little brother to me.
Seeing him like that drives me crazy,
but what can we do? Not much.
Like the doc said, he's in intensive care.
We can't even visit.
If anything happens, like we said,
we fly right back. It's one hour away.
Anyway, why'd anything go wrong?
I'll be away for 6 months afterwards.
I want to spend some time with him.
You can all go and I'll stay here.
Or we shorten the vacation.
Good idea. I agree.
We take 2 weeks while he recovers.
So when we get back, he'll be fit enough to see us.
What do you say, Marie?
That's okay, isn't it?
It's a good compromise.
How about it? Let's do that.
Sounds good to me.
Get off that.
Damn it!
I have to go.
- I'm putting it out. - You quit!
- I gotta run. - Where?
The Opera. My rehearsal.
See you later. I'll call you.
Bye, everyone.
Lea's saying goodbye.
Deep breath.
That's good. And again.
Jeez, I love that!
It feels so good.
You're right, I was in agony.
You leave it till you're bent double.
I know. I should drop by.
But right now...
Quitting smoking, the hotel expansion,
that idiot waiter suing me,
the recession and now Ludo's accident...
And you're hardly Mr. Laidback.
You said it.
C'mon, flip over.
You at the hotel tonight?
With Véro and her sister.
Never mind.
Why? What's up?
I wanted a talk.
I need your advice on something.
- It's important. - Join us for dinner.
Or you preferjust us guys?
Yeah, but I don't want to impose.
I'll talk to her.
I'd be glad. Her sister's a pain.
C'mon, on your back.
I'm always scared she'll tell Véro I banged her.
Véro knows. She told me about it.
That's massive. Why didn't she tell me?
I don't know.
Let go...
You're tense, buddy.
Okay, one...
Two...
Relax.
If it's one of your orgies, count me out.
I can't fool around.
Whatever.
Just keep the cousin occupied.
In case she's a skank.
I texted her, you know.
I said, I know how you feel. Get the double meaning?
Pretty smart, huh?
Poor kid's having a tough time. It's hard for her too.
Maybe I put too much pressure on her...
Then again, her text speaks for itself.
It means something.
I never understand her texts.
Too many idiot metaphors. She's a walking dictionary.
She's been toying with you
for months while she shags someone else.
In your bed.
How you doing?
And you?
- What's your name again? - Virginie.
Antoine...
Nice to meet you.
Where's your cousin?
Missed her train. All the more for me. You ever done a double?
You know, a DP.
Where are you going?
Forget it.
I shocked him?
Vincent!
Come quickly!
Go on... Tell Daddy what you just told me.
I'm tired from making love too much.
That's good, son.
How many girlfriends now?
Nine.
Nine girlfriends? That's huge, honey!
You're a real ladies man!
It's only natural.
These guys are stupid. As if the recession just happened.
They open the paper, Oh, a recession!
Look...
See the maitre d'?
When I bought this place, 65 staff. 38 now, same profits.
I have some stories to tell. But you...
You wanted to talk?
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