"Fidelio" is
jointly with Europe Corp. and TF1 films Production "
Cast: Edward Bayer
Marie-Josee Crozet
Clovis Kornilyak
Alice talion
Eric Berger
Jean-Michel Lamy
Lies, betrayal, and the like.
Film Laurentum Tirard
This girl says me about his life.
I stopped listening already 30 minutes ago.
I think that she did not noticed. I hope not.
Sometimes I put:
Wow! Incredible!
She does not notice I'm not listening.
Actually, I listen to the conversation behind me.
After three visits, it is still not understood?
It was my fault. I have not filed her the necessary signals.
Male aged 30 perplexed
if he really, I quote: "Gives the right signals.
As we have gone from this ...
... To this?
"You have kissed her? No, she is not ready.
I shall develop his theory a little later, and then the girl can see.
I went to Milan to show Prada.
Then we went to the Caribbean Islands with Helmut Newton.
We conclude that interview later.
I already know that I would write.
Theoretically, a journalist should not gloss over life.
In my case, embellishment life is a must.
I am not a journalist.
I am a writer.
I write autobiography for some celebrities.
It's people who are often nothing to say and not what to write about.
Usually, they say, I'm doing a couple of notes.
Then I begin romance.
They tell me this ...
I turn now to this ...
They talk about this ...
I make this into such ...
They recognized this ...
I describe this ...
It started in childhood.
All my friends had one on his mind.
Ass.
Chest.
I was quite different, I am not ashamed of this.
As girls something in them I like:
eyes.
And more beautiful smile.
My parents are seemed strange.
Especially my dad, which prides itself on turbulent past.
He dreamed I would carry on the tradition.
At his age, I already been nedevstvennik.
Jean-Pierre!
What?
In short, that you understand: we do not want him to be gay.
Jean-Pierre, why so?
Of course, I interested in girls.
But the tactics of my friends not yielded much success.
I assumed that there is another way.
I decided that if I open my soul,
girls open me your ...
... Charms.
This approach success.
In a sense, throughout my life,
women and writing always been linked.
This is great! Thank you.
You told my essence, my life ...
Now her name will on the cover of the book,
it starts flickering on TV and give autographs to fans,
who will say that it changed their lives.
My name is Nobody. And it suits me.
This is the best story I read.
And it's mine.
In my opinion, nonsense.
Many thanks.
"You're wasting your time, Rafael. -Do not start again.
Yes, I remember: "Anonymity allows you to keep integrity.
This is very clever.
But I want to know what behind this.
There's nothing there.
This is Muriel.
If it is for something to grasp, it has not let go.
It began with a moment our meeting.
At first I want this girl.
I noticed it, as entered.
She was tall, handsome, elegant, mysterious, sexy.
So I did what that no one would have done.
Nothing was done.
Good evening!
May I treat anything?
I'm watching you some time.
You stood there alone, waiting not understand why.
Want something to drink?
Actually ...
Course.
Usually I meet with them in hotels or bars.
I wonder dozing, until they meet.
Then I go home and write down all of this.
And what are you doing?
Guess.
You play in a rock band or something like that?
In the punk rock band?
-I am an architect. -Really?
I could see your work?
Decoupling the freeway in Besancon.
I designed it.
Really?
Never been there, sorry.
What a pity.
What are you doing?
I thought ...
What do I like?
Yes, please. So what?
Yes. So what?
Give me a hand.
I'm busy until Thursday. Call me at the weekend, okay?
Okay.
Nowadays they're just relentless.
The latter, which I gave you,
gone as soon as we finished.
You know what she said?
"I'm sorry, that run away but I have a lot of work. "
And the more I saw her.
And how do you work?
I decided to return to photojournalism.
No more advertising?
I have accomplished nothing. People can not stand advertisers.
Now it's all in the past.
I'm going to the Ivory Coast.
The photos that I will do somebody shake.
Must move, if you want to change the world.
That's it.
Why do you see your with this fool?
He is a good guy.
He always talks about how much he earns.
You're exaggerating.
Is? We'll see.
-Sorry I'm late. -You're a busy man.
Such tubes everywhere.
I had to go on the subway.
Menu, please.
So ...
-How are things going? -Not bad. Thank you.
Be kind, veal.
Only "bad"?
I have an excellent smokes. Here you can smoke?
"Excellent cigarettes?
Yes, excellent smokes.
What do you mean "Excellent smokes?
"Excellent cigarettes" in the sense ...
Okay, let's talk!
Just say it!
How much you earned this month?
C'mon, you're a passion as you tell us!
-No, I do not. -Want.
-No, I do not. -Want!
I'm leaving!
I can not tolerate such disrespect.
Jeff, do not be stupid.
Why do you see your with this psychopath?
In the sense? -He, like a splinter.
No, he's a good guy.
He left without paying.
"I was going to treat him. -Okay, I'll pay you.
I just received prize of 10 thousand euros.
-Hello! -Hello!
I would like to see Monsieur Storey.
Just at this moment everything went wrong.
The luxury hotel where I met
I naively thought with the normal client.
Thank you.
My name is Raphael.
Sit down.
Can you help me write a book?
Exactly.
Better to say that I can help you find the right words.
Excellent.
I already have a name. I thought about calling the book:
"How to score."
This is a play on words. Do you understand?
Because I'm always good scored, on and off the field.
"How to score!"
You are not encouraged.
Oh. Excellent.
Since it usually happens?
Who makes the first sketch?
First what?
I mean, who starts?
Begins to what? -Write!
First, I must write, and then you stroll,
or we write to the queue?
You did not explain a publisher?
I must tell you I have a favorite poet.
Budoler.
"Albatross". It's just about me.
I was wondering ... Tell me if this is stupid.
I thought that we could write a book ...
How would it say? In style, similar to ...
Budolera.
Example:
"My youth was like a storm,
- "Suddenly interrupted by ... -Bright sun. "
Exactly.
I thought that we could start the case.
I worked on it.
"My youth was like heavy gray sky,
occasionally illuminated by sunlight.
Idea clear?
I am not a plagiarist.
But when I read ...
Baudelaire!
I understand that it could write well.
Only in other words.
Does not that feel?
What does it feel?
No, sorry.
I digress.
I'll think about it ...
-I will contact you. -Excellent.
You need it.
-I have, thank you. "I said the best seats.
This will help you.
Thank you.
We are a great team.
Oh, well, everything will be okay.
No, no. This is wrong.
You also spoke about the boxer.
This was different. And this is really wrong.
Hey, Rafael, Kevin is blind.
Captain football France team.
We are rich.
So make an effort.
You know, I always I say: "Think about the check."
Football
Hello?
Hello? You do not hear. Hello!
Hello? Second.
Two seconds.
This is Raphael.
I hope that I You do not distract.
I wanted to ask Do you want to eat.
Today.
Me.
Yes, well.
I do not like the first date.
It seemed as though you have know each other.
Here we present only idealized version of himself
unrelated to reality.
The only One way to find out
with whom you really dealing with.
Supermarket test.
Take a woman.
Her appearance nothing said.
Her purchases speak volumes.
We suspect that she is married,
not very happy
contemplating intrigue
This is the easiest way to find out
that this well-balanced woman
actually possessed purity single manyachka.
Or this one nice young man,
in fact, a serial killer.
I was so afraid of this interview.
This is sheer hypocrisy.
-Hello. -Hello.
Want to just go to you?
Yes.
I'm hungry.
I would have eaten something.
Rafael? -Yes?
Let's agree, okay?
Okay.
If you are one tired of me,
not waste time in vain. Just Say:''Muriel's all over. "
I promise that I will not ask questions.
I will not be afraid or upset.
Okay?
Okay.
Why?
I understand that you never been in love.
Was.
And you're so easy again?
No, he was gone, I tried to kill himself.
I knew better than Muriel,
all its numerous advantages.
For example, about her honesty.
A stupid joke.
Yes, she's right.
And its small shortcomings.
Such as ... honesty.
And what do you expect, Corinne?
You bitch, whiner, and you weigh a lot.
Unsurprisingly, that he'd left.
In addition, sex was delicious.
I must admit
Muriel inspired me.
I have no theories about love.
But I have a strong theory the origin of love.
We have moved from the reproductive, sexual
our modern amorous feelings.
Very interesting.
I think love is a joke is out of control.
Monster runaway from its creator.
Likely it started in the 11 th century,
at the dawn of the Middle Ages.
Overnight, the frog ...
Crows cawing.
King Claudius gets his sword
and begins to smite his enemies.
By hand, streams of blood ...
Audiences are tired of listening to same old stories.
And the king said troubadours:
"Tell me something new. Surprise us. "
The poor poet thought and thought.
He tried to make history about witches, monsters, fairies ...
King of all time, was displeased.
I want stories about a man and a woman.
On ordinary people which something happens.
On ordinary people?
And the troubadour did so, as you do on writers
when there is no inspiration.
He began to improvise.
He began to write stories the strange mystery illness,
that changes people's behavior.
He called this phenomenon "love".
And when the sunset gave way to morning he saw her,
sitting on the pond with water lilies.
And the sight of her heavenly beauty awakened in him a desperate desire to
give her flowers.
For the next moonlit night he composes poems about her.
Poetry, my king!
These stories stunned spectators.
Poetry?
One night squeezing the hand of his wife,
King asked himself:
Is this true?
Everyone started to believe in love
and imagine that they can find it.
So we have come to that we have now.
This is strange.
What's strange?
You never thought write your own book?
In fact, I wrote one.
-Really? Yes.
I would like to read it.
It is impossible.
-Why? "She has not been published.
Your book is a pretentious, self-satisfied and self-serving.
I just felt sorry for the audience. Here's why.
And still I want to read it.
No.
Dye read. -Give.
Only one page.
Title promising.
Why do you want read it?
Because you I forbid it.
Give it back!
You're just ridiculous.
-Leave me alone! -No.
Damn! You squeezed it.
Why can not I read it?
What are you afraid of?
Answer me!
That will not do.
"Your manuscript not exudes enthusiasm ... "
I need something more.
I worked hard.
I think that they deserve a more detailed answer.
I'll tell you what I think. Sit.
Your style - unwieldy and heavy.
The idea is very superficial and nartsistichna.
The book is completely devoid maturity and depth
or arrogance. It is too unoriginal.
It's like all the others, I recently read,
only worse.
But ...
If we leave aside these shortcomings, you liked the novel?
Players or talented, or hard work.
Talented - innate abilities.
Even as a child, looking at them, understandable that they would be stars.
The problem is that they are lazy.
They rest on their laurels.
And once they begin slipping down.
Overconfidence - straight to Hell.
And hard workers scramble to the top step by step.
We have earned it and nobody can take this.
We firmly stand on my feet.
Similarly, with writing, right?
Maybe.
I am glad that you can admit it.
I read your book about super-models.
It seemed that style is too stilted.
Like Tolstoy!
Kidding! You know what's the problem?
Your sentences are too long.
In a well-written book All sentences are short.
I want to short proposals in my book.
Is it not a contradiction?
Why?
Baudelaire did not write short phrases.
To hell with Baudelaire! I want to short phrases.
I can not. My health deteriorates.
I have an allergy to it. So please
Deliver me from this work and hire someone else!
I kneel front of you?
I'm on my knees in front of you.
I kiss your hands kiss your feet,
I'm just a piece of shit but, please, hire another.
I am shocked.
Nobody comes so far for the money.
I'm just amazed.
Do not say anything.
I'll pay you for 5000 more, but hand over your schedule.
I am 32 years old. I am the headmistress of the personnel department.
I have a great apartment with balcony,
I drive an Audi A3.
I love opera and weekends abroad.
I hate a hairy chest and the dirt under the fingernails.
And I do not like oral sex.
Clearly.
I am 37 years old. I stockbroker,
but I have a lot all interests.
I love the theater and ...
Maybe you change your mind What about oral sex?
-Hello! -Hello!
I am 31 years old. I marketing the pharmaceutical industry.
I am Catholic, but do not go the church, Scorpio.
I play tennis, skate.
I do not smoke or drink. Adore children
but I can not stand animals.
And how you meet women every time?
Seven. They call a speed-dating.
Awful.
But the practical. Saves time.
No lie.
You've already slept with someone else?
Yes, it is not important.
Really? And what if the main thing?
Write the richest couple?
And to live with his father and mother preferable?
Call me strange but I do not accept the cynicism.
Do not imitate a moralist.
You live like a dream. When you wake up, will be hurt.
"I'd rather die than live like you. "Well, so die.
-Fool! -Loser!
Scary. -Fuck you!
Sahm went! -Shut up!
Bill, please!
Kevin found his love?
The woman in the photo was Claire.
We met in college.
In my heart I knew that She was my ideal woman.
I could hardly find right words.
So I just invited her wedding in Fontainebleau.
And she said:
What is your car?
Renault 25.
Turbo!
After three hours of persuasion
father lent me its brand new Renault 25.
Now or never.
I carefully planned our actions at the wedding.
Unfortunately, there we never got.
Damn!
Are you okay?
My father would kill me. What should I do?
Rafael!
What should I do?
Stop it!
Where do we cut?
This is not a good idea.
-Not a very good idea. -Stop saying that!
We have no choice. If I did not bring him
he does not believe that I shot down a wild boar.
He decides that I got drunk and crashed into a tree.
-How are you? -Yeah.
I'm sorry that you had through such a pass.
-Everything is normal. -Just?
Yes
What the hell are you doing?
Sorry.
I would have reacted exactly also, if he was in your place.
I think that the fact that we almost died
ran some chemical processes in me.
My survival instinct pulled me to you.
I hope that we're still friends.
If the problem persists, then perhaps the reaction will be different.
What is that noise?
-What noise? -A very strange noise.
Do you have any ideas?
After that incident, Claire was further away from me.
In truth, I had more never seen.
I was not happy to see it in the hands of this guy
but I really wanted to see her.
We completely bypassed Focus your privacy.
Your relationships with women.
I thought that the book will be about my career.
Yes, but why not?
Readers want to know a person, not an athlete.
Perhaps you're right.
As for women, I am a very private person.
Just tell that you think fit.
Start from the beginning.
My first girl I met at summer camp.
While playing hide and seek. It was in fact
that girl who was looking for me, I really liked.
And she found me!
When I was with Kate, I also met,
that means sleeping with ...
I go to the locker room, and bam!
Three complete knockout!
She was such a smell. I do not really like red.
, Kevin, Kevin, Kevin!
I do not iron. I had no choice.
I was a little rough.
I think it was the only times when there were three ...
No, wait! No, this is the only one.
Just two minutes it in my Porsche,
and already unbuttoned my pants and begins to work.
At first I liked it, but then I thought of Sasha Distel
and stepped back. Were ever in Bangkok?
No.
Are there any girls under the numbers.
I decided to take the number 16, because this is my number.
But then it dawned on me:
"If I take the number 1 and 6, then I'll have two girls. "
This is something! Here's a he, Bangkok.
It seems I had a lot of everything.
Maybe there is someone special in your life?
Yes.
But I would prefer do not talk about it.
-Why? Nothing serious? -Quite the contrary.
We even took pictures on the cover of the magazine with her.
This upset her, so I promised not to mention it.
I understand.
All I can say this is what I love.
She is intelligent, elegant and all that.
But not boring. Sometimes it is such a hot little thing.
She awakens the beast in me.
You know that its more the entire plant?
No.
My ass.
She loves my ass.
Soccer makes you perfect ass.
So there from the Ivory Coast?
Forget about it. Plane tickets are very expensive.
What?
Why did you deceive yourself?
Deceiving myself?
You clearly understand
that never will not be photojournalist,
I'll never write under his own name.
I am a loser. You too. And that's fine.
I do not understand what you mean.
Do not you understand?
No.
It's funny, Rafael.
This is ridiculous.
Sorry. Hello Prior to Abidjan, please.
We do not do.
Hold the bag. Here's your ticket.
Do you have a camera. The plane flies in 10 minutes.
Something wrong?
Just now there the rainy season.
Not that it was important.
I went.
Time to go.
I will send you a postcard.
Hopefully, I have a good place because the long flight.
I better go. I'm the last.
I'm going. Bye.
All I have left.
Come on, come on, wise guy.
I'll give you five minutes.
What have you done - wonderful.
You think so?
It is best that you could do for him.
I just wanted to show his essence.
Do not underestimate yourself.
He could not decide, and you helped him.
You did it for him.
Maybe you're right.
I want for you to do something.
In what sense?
-Can I read the book? -Incredible!
Never met so stubborn.
"I must understand! -Understand that?
Why do you write for other people.
Why do you hide your talent.
Sorry, but your work does not make you happy.
And I want you to be happy.
I am very happy, okay?
I love you such as you are.
I do not want to change anything.
Nonsense! You want I became like you.
Maybe I'm a loser with a million flaws,
but I was, what is, I do not change!
Because life was is not so bad,
it became even worse.
So stupid happened.
In Abidjan airport Jeff took a taxi.
Brakes failed, and after 200 meters,
taxi crashed into a truck.
He spent less than an hour the Ivory Coast.
Half an hour of them he spent waiting for baggage.
I do not understand.
Why he did go there?
With over him?
You can not just take off in another country.
If you're not crazy, of course.
Something pushed him for the trip.
"What it could push? "I could not.
What?
I do not believe. Say it is not true.
It seemed I'm doing the right thing.
He dally here.
I told you not to support his silly dream.
Do not have a dream - it's terrible.
No, lie low - that's awful.
Stop writhe from the artist himself.
Accept yourself as you are. You're just like me.
I'm not a cool guy. I'm a dork.
I like to make money. And all went to, who do not like it!
Take what is given to you and be thankful for.
It's your fault for his death. Do you hear?
Shut up.
-All right? Yes, all is well.
Thank you for coming.
I know that you were good friends.
-Hello? "I wake you?
What happened?
I just thought you all still want to read my novel?
He was in my office.
In the right box. Black folder.
Okay.
You can now read?
Of course, if you want.
Okay.
I love you.
Are you okay?
Raphael.
Claire?
You seem to be problems all machines.
Hold.
Although it is not necessary. The machine is in order.
Just in case.
"You wrote your phone number? Yes.
I gotta go.
Kevin is waiting for?
How do you know?
Have you seen the cover!
This magazine is everywhere.
That was the idea of Kevin.
Silly, right?
No, not stupid. Just ...
They'll pay for it?
50,000 euros.
But Kevin took the money himself.
People do not buy magazine for me.
I bought it.
I gotta go.
The article is written, that he wrote the book.
Yes, I know what you think: "Memoirs of a stupid player. Nonsense.
That's what I thought.
But I read the first page. And they are great.
He is not stupid.
Not dumb.
I gotta go.
-See you. -See you.
No!
Do not look at me like that.
You need me to explain.
If it was your fault, why the other car go?
How do I know?
Maybe they were looking police or something.
They got scared and left.
Seriously!
Listen, let's drink coffee quietly.
I'm sorry, my fault I you compensated.
All this is so strange.
Yes, I know it's strange. There are many strange things.
You did not wonder Will I like your novel?
You read it?
Do not try to convince me that he is good. I know that it is not.
For once, we concurred.
It is terrible. Well, not horrible. But not good.
What do you mean?
Do not worry.
I'm not upset. Bill, please!
Let me explain to you, why is this a bad novel.
It seems disingenuous.
You write beautifully, but are you hiding behind your appliances.
And I want to know what do you really think.
And I'm not just talking about the book. We've been together for ten months.
And you never said to me nothing personal.
I do not know who you are. Nobody knows.
You tell stories of other people.
But if I want to collect all I know about you,
collected a little.
Write another novel.
So you could tell me that this too bad?
Is not that stupid stop writing
because your first novel does not become a masterpiece.
Write another one.
You know what? I'm tired.
Working?
Stop spying on me!
I'm for you, not a spy.
Just ask why are you awake so late.
This is for a football player?
Never looked over my shoulder!
You've become so sensitive.
I'm not sensitive. I'm working!
Damn!
I asked: "Michelle?" and he turned around
but it was a different person. I was so embarrassed.
You know, when you think that he recognized someone, but it is not he?
I think he is now a doctor. Are you a financial analyst "
Yes. -That is not a journalist?
-No. Not-quite-there?
Can you tell me who you are.
"You treacherous journalist? -What do you want?
You asked me not to to talk about my resume?
No, actually ...
Closer to the case.
Okay, honestly ... Do me a favor.
Favor?
Several years ago I wrote a novel.
"You want me to read it. No! It is terrible.
That is, this is a bad novel. He is insincere.
I do not want you to read it. I want you to read this one.
I thought it was stupid quit writing
only because that the first novel was a failure.
This is a strong thing to do.
Why?
You're the only person which I know
which is quite critical, to express an honest opinion.
What a relief.
-Why? "I thought you'd want ...
-Stick to you? Yes.
You thought I ... Exactly!
Something like worried idiot.
Exactly.
That's funny.
But the conversation with your girl reassured me.
-From my girlfriend? Yes.
Muriel, right?
She called about insurance.
Similarly, insurance.
"She seems nice. -She 's so true.
It has charm.
-Hello -Hello
What? Can you sew?
No, but ... -Then shut up.
I will go, will work.
Okay, I lied to you.
Death Jeff I upset. I got drunk,
rode in the car old friend,
she now found with my client.
I do not know why I told you.
I know it is hard.
I do not want to not understood.
It is just my neblizkaya familiar to college.
I even forgot that it exists. Understand?
Understandably.
I regret have to inform you
that my feelings have changed.
My heart is far away from you.
-Can I ask ... -No.
Let me remind our agreement
which I hope you will comply.
Course.
Another cup of tea?
I'm talking to you!
Do you want more tea?
No, thanks.
Do you want me to say something?
No.
I read the last page. Not bad.
-I changed a couple of things. -What?
It was full of errors, but that's okay.
The problem is that you always use one style.
I want each chapter differs from another.
It enriches the book.
Do not you think that this will look strange?
You know what? There are no rules.
But the book should be solid.
Like I said, that there are no rules.
"But they are. -No.
Okay.
Keep it up!
I am 33 years old, I work in the oil industry,
I am a vegetarian.
I like this music, such as: Rap, Zouk, Salsa,
techno, jazz, funk and reggae.
I will live with a man if I do not have to cook.
And if I would own bathroom.
I have a million euros in the bank.
Tell me what I'll call him in two minutes.
Send him a fax during his break.
I'll soon be.
Hello
You have two minutes and 30 seconds.
"You read? Yes.
"And what? -Pretty good.
Yes, thanks, pretty good ... And?
I do not know what else to say. This is pretty good.
This is something I think.
In college, you spend hours could analyze novels.
You gave me only the beginning.
But there is a hundred pages!
And if you compare with a book of your guy?
But they are totally different.
The two of you - diametrically opposite.
Kevin modest his style is a bit rough,
but he tells fascinating stories.
You, on the other hand, experienced writer
but it is obvious that your History only ...
pretty good.
Maybe you have not lived.
I hope that helped you.
Tell Muriel Dinner that remains in force.
Dinner?
On the phone she was pretty sweet,
and I invited her to dinner.
-You said that she is your friend. No, I said that the familiar.
She's beautiful?
Possible and so to speak.
Hopefully You did not call her boyfriend?
Of course, I invited him. It's funny to see Kevin Storenu.
Use your loaf! She does not know what I'm writing for him.
I signed a contract nondisclosure.
It can at me in the court file.
I shall be very careful.
So you're steep one-writer?
Yes, sorry. You can refuse or something?
No, no! This dinner - my salvation.
This saves me from having to go to a boring opening of the exhibition.
But I do not know you, okay?
Course. Can count on me.
And what about your girlfriend?
She knows it is confidential.
Well, look. If Claire know - you are dead.
Goodbye!
"We can begin? Yes, started the engine!
And early! , Where's your card?
Here they are.
Excellent.
Master Card. Reserves alone.
Action!
Some things can not buy.
For the rest a Master Card.
Football - it's great
but I want to leave something behind.
A book - this is what we needed, right?
You know what I mean.
Books that I write, in fact, not very ...
What?
Personal.
I told you, Kevin. Rafael wrote for others.
Really? Name does not appear on the cover?
No.
That is, no one can prove you wrote them.
When I play, nobody can replace me.
I really would like to Rafael wrote a novel
under his own name.
Exactly. Did.
Do a decisive step, kid.
We learn when we do something.
You have to try and succeed.
Thanks for the advice.
Listen to what he tells you.
When Kevin came the idea,
nothing stop it.
There is an element of luck.
The problem of Raphael is that he was afraid to show themselves.
He was concerned about everything under the sun he is afraid of failure.
Everything is just so.
Just mystery as he can get acquainted.
This riddle.
How did you meet?
Yes, good question.
She does not tell you?
No, he was very reserved.
It's not about what to tell. We are friends in college.
You forgot about the moose?
About the elk?
I did not tell you about the elk?
No.
Let me tell you.
Raphael asked me the wedding. Fontainebleau, right?
I was not familiar with him, but I thought he was nice
and accepted the invitation.
After an hour the way when we are almost there,
We drove through the forest.
It was dark, we were alone.
Suddenly ...
Cabana! Kaba?
We stumbled upon a wild boar.
You Should not the road?
I think not.
You probably were scared.
No, I was in the order Rafael but in reality ...
In general, we put wild boar in the car
but he is not dead. The car was destroyed.
It's not all!
You embarrassed?
Not at all.
And I have to be?
You're embarrassed! In fact,
before boar woke Raphael tried to kiss me.
Clearly.
No, it was so cute.
At first I was surprised because it was inappropriate.
Unfavourable - is not the word.
Then he began telling me something endlessly explain.
His clumsiness was touching.
He really was so? I thought I had one.
And if the wild boar not recovered at the moment
I would be ceded to him.
I would never have thought so. He has such a small mouth.
Kevin!
Everything is normal.
Enough about me. Let's talk about you.
How is your book?
"How to score", but what?
"How to score? Good name.
This is a play on words, huh?
Pun!
"How to score" excellent idea!
I like it.
It is clear, direct, honest.
Not deceitful, not uneasy ...
We understood.
"And it was memorable! Yes.
And you finally earn little money.
What's so funny?
Actually You do not bedstvuesh.
Are you talking about those pictures?
No, just a comment.
Like I said, I can give you half.
Always remember this?
Kevin, stop, please.
Here, take.
Do not be ridiculous.
And enough whining about it.
You seem neblizko familiar with the concept of "neblizkaya.
For neblizkih Friends you're too close.
I have feeling that I was deceived.
Careful, Rafael.
Cowardice - most frequent lack of men
after mediocrity. And have them both at once - very bad.
Ku-ku.
How are you, a giant?
Normally found?
Yes, no problem. You feel better about themselves?
Normally found?
A week after our Max dispute broke.
Now he clock a tranquilizer.
Normally found?
Thank you for coming.
Judging by your post, something urgent.
Problems with the book?
No, I'm not about the book.
I want to talk about Claire.
Eye to eye.
As man to man.
Pony up.
Open!
Come on, open up!
Wait ...
Must be another method of solution.
No, I do not mean it.
Well, what do you think?
When you think generosity may overshadow the bad behavior,
then you are very wrong.
Do not you understand?
You behaved wildly yesterday.
In place of Clare I should not be forgiven.
Are you kidding?
It is so instituted, we fucked like rabbits!
In the kitchen, bedroom, again in the kitchen ...
Wake up, man!
Such a woman as she need a real man.
Sometimes rough,
sometimes - romantic, eh?
Okay, back to the ring.
Listen, now,
Claire left at a seminar in Deauville.
I want rolled up there in a wheelbarrow,
tie her eyes and take with us.
When I take off the bandage we find ourselves on a deserted beach.
There we were waiting for a picnic with a cloth and delicious food.
I offered her champagne and confess her love
just like in the movies.
Then ...
I ask her to marry me.
And I'm going to tell her
I know that my stupid jokes to her bored.
I flirted with other in her eyes.
I'm rude, I never it does not listen, but ...
I am madly in love with her.
Why are you telling me this?
I want you to I wrote it.
You know, like Cyrano de Montignac.
You saw traffic scheme?
Yes.
What is this mess?
Sorry.
Hello?
Muriel's all over. There.
Okay.
Hello?
You now break for lunch, right?
Yes, but who is it?
I'll meet you outside.
What are you doing?
Kidnap you.
Steals? How?
Surprise!
If I come to two, you do not pay.
Do not worry.
Everything under control.
Not bad, huh?
I must have something to say.
It is not easy to do this but I must.
I am writing a book for Kevin.
I'm sorry.
I know.
He told me yesterday.
He could not do anything, he's honest.
I think that as a friend I can say that you are unhappy.
Sorry, this is obvious. The way he is drawn to you ...
Not bad.
It annoys you stupid jokes
flirting with others, never listens ...
Is that the way lead yourself in love?
I'm sorry.
All emerging somehow wrong.
It's terrible, because ...
I think we are close.
I want you happy.
I'm all wet!
-Maybe we should go. -Yeah!
Wait a minute!
I, in my opinion, dropped the keys.
Are you kidding?
My computer was in the car.
And what do we do now?
We're drowning!
Just look at these idiots!
The key to room 311, please.
Claire.
Stop it!
Thank you.
Claire.
Claire?
Can we not laugh at this?
We have nothing never leave, okay?
Why not?
I'm not in love in little boys.
Or even in adolescents.
I like this men.
And you do not like that.
I know it hurts hear it, but it should be.
Now be a good boy and leave me alone.
Fuck you!
Fuck you, Kevin!
I'm not your property.
Do you understand?
Listen, Kevin, very simple.
I spent the day with someone, Who better than you.
I wanted it. That's it.
I will not tell you who it is.
No.
Well, this is Raphael.
Happy now?
Of course, come Naderi and his ass.
Of course, if you a pleasure.
He is waiting for you here.
Kevin, stop it, Do not be ridiculous.
I'll go take a walk.
You never not thought about surgery?
You're snoring ...
You have nobody had ever told?
Strange.
Hello This is Claire. Leave a message.
Claire is Raphael. You were right.
We have nothing and I did not succeed.
Let's leave everything as is.
Well, as some call each other.
I am already better. Are you going?
No.
Sorry.
Claire is Raphael. You were right.
We have nothing and I did not succeed.
And what do you want?
So that we together for life?
You are not bright.
Jeff was right.
Make money for the sake of money - that is absurd.
They must serve some purpose.
Look at us.
I'm getting married, my friend.
I want this woman.
These children need me.
I want to be the right people.
Next week I'm going Hanoi to meet with ...
Leah.
If all goes well, I marry her and being adopted children.
Do not look.
Muriel, it's me. Can I talk to you?
I'm listening.
No intercom. This is ridiculous.
I'm listening.
Okay.
When I was a kid I've had problems with sleep.
I was afraid of the terrible goblin.
It was much easier to fall asleep,
if you come to me each night.
Not what I thought that he can protect me,
just in my heart I hoped that the goblin will eat it first,
but I will have time to escape.
Well, now you know it.
I wanted to tell you something personal,
something that I would not previously described.
It is for this I came.
It's too late, Raphael.
I know.
"How to score." Remember?
I am seriously thinking, to fire you.
When a client as Kevin, breaks the contract,
because the author slept with his girlfriend,
this is very bad.
Okay.
I believe that after ten years excellent job
you have the right once stumble.
But only once.
Next week you meet with a rap singer.
No.
Do not you understand?
No. More No autobiographies.
You lured MacLeod? I'll pay you more.
No, I just do not want more to be a writer without a name.
I will write my own novel.
But who will publish?
You.
The philosopher said: "Make something easy.
Deciding to start act - tough. "
He probably never not trying to write a book.
For all these years I was just a machine.
Good soulless automaton.
That's when I realized how much I need it.
Her intelligent eyes, familiar smile, her speech ...
All those treasures, I did not appreciate.
This is Muriel. Leave a message.
I called her.
I wrote to her. She did not answer.
All my attempts failed. Even the most extreme.
Forgive me, Muriel.
I stopped trying.
If she hates me, soon she'll forget me,
and then replace the other.
Also with my work.
Someone else will take my place.
And then I thought on its high standards,
about her education, she tried to reach me.
And he began to write.
No, this is nonsense.
I had to re- learn to write.
Forget all these receivers I've used before.
I had to write and rewrite it again and again.
Even in the worst moments I have no regrets.
Carelessness and ease away. They were replaced by strain and tension.
What nonsense!
The pain and rage
agony and passion.
I worked hard.
I fought with every letter each word of each sentence.
And once
Hold me.
If we do not give a prize Goncourt, they are simply idiots.
We have not given a prize.
And, despite the good reviews,
My book was in the shade other literary events.
"How to score." Sold 500,000 copies.
That's fine. Finally you do what you love.
Open the champagne.
I just do not want to.
What's on your mind?
Jeff. I would like that he was with us.
If he were with us, he would have irritated.
Believe me, he is well, where he is now. Drink up!
I'm in the mood. Thank you.
And how are you? How's everything?
I am now happier nowhere.
-Now you can relax. -What are you talking about?
You can now slow down.
What are you talking about!
Do you know how much money goes to six children?
I must earn much as possible.
These kids are smart and Harvard - expensive.
True, my little genius?
I have not yet been developed.
-Damn "What?
-Do not look back. "What?
Why?
Who is it?
Hello
Oh, hello.
Congratulations with the book.
And you, too.
No, you.
We both read it. A good book.
Very good.
It is a touching, simple,
sensual, funny ...
I was so touched by the
as the protagonist refuses from their lives for the sake of fantasy.
Yes, exactly.
Thank you.
Well, we'll go. Congratulations again.
Come.
Call me!
I think we should still drink champagne.
After all.
Yes?
Muriel, I want from you baby.
Rafael! -Muriel!
I have just moved the water.
Earlier you could not tell?
I did not know how you react.
And how can I respond? Look, I react.
I can raise a child herself.
Watch the road!
Sorry.
Tuzhtes, tuzhtes!
All so suddenly. Let 's talk?
Tuzhtes, Madame!
Do not rush, think.
Tuzhtes, tuzhtes!
Yes, you leave me alone! Stop shouting "Tuzhtes!"
Now, probably at the wrong time? Maybe we'd better wait?
Tuzhtes yet, madam!
Something is not right to me. I better lie down.
What's wrong?
Tuzhtes, tuzhtes!
We'll think of something. Come, take a walk,
drink coffee discuss everything.
Let us, tuzhtes!
Let us a little bit more!
If this girl, then we take, if a boy ...
It's a boy.
You know what to call?
You decide.
Jean-Claude.
Jean-Claude?
Well, Jean-Claude.
Come to daddy.
I'll leave you to take a closer look.
Why are you looking at me look like?
Afraid that I'll run and leave you alone?
Afraid that I'll go again?
Do not worry.
Maybe I'm not ideal, but I'll always be near.
I will teach you things that teach children the pope.
How to juggle, how to walk and dance,
how to look ridiculous how to tell jokes,
how to read a book with the phone in his hand.
And I'll teach you all sorts of important things.
How to express their thoughts,
how to make a choice
how to keep promises
earn a living ... What do you want to be?
You've thought about this?
You're still not sure? Well, do not hurry, take your time.
And you know who you daddy?
Dad - a writer.