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- What is it ?

- Open it. You'll see.

WiII you get the hell out of here

or not ?

- You coming to the producer too ?

- I'm tired.

- I posed an hour.

- You paused and are tired ?

- I said ''posed''.

- Oh, ''rose'' !

I rose too, but I'm not tired.

I am, if you want

to pIay with fire.

No, not tonight.

I need tenderness.

- Did you Iike the gift ?

- What gift ?

I forgot it on the set !

What was it ?

It's as if I brought you

a piece of sh*t instead of a gift.

You didn't even Iook at it.

Thanks.

Why did you give it to me ?

- It's not the first time.

- It's Iike a pay back this time.

- That's not so.

- Then why are you compIaining ?

For everything.

I am tired of your hero attitude.

- You're a shitface who thinks...

- That's makes three !

Shitfaces are like cherries,

one leads to another.

Can't you see I have a Iife

of my own and am satisfied ?

I don't give a darn about

the buIIshit you do,

about your shitty career,

about your crisis that you soIve

in being disappointed with Iife.

These amazing thighs beIong to

the Lumiere brothers,

the pioneers of cinema.

They're all pigs,

but you are the worst.

Bergman is Ridolini compared !

Thanks.

It's a good deaI.

Here are the two Iead roIes.

Bruno MarteI... Come.

And Doris Falci.

Falci, Martel,

what a loveIy couple !

Doris, get to know him, so you

will be more credibIe on the set.

Good girI.

She is a virgin. That is, the first

time she gives it away on the set.

Doris, we'll do enormous

things together.

He is right.

It is important that I Iike you.

I can't do it against my will.

Hey, I'm not in the sky.

I'm here on earth.

I'm just passing through.

I won't be there.

Don't beIieve what I will

Iet you do to me tomorrow.

It's a joke. I won't be there.

If you see me, you must think,

''Why isn't she here ?

Where is that idiot ?''

MeanwhiIe you'll squeeze my wrist,

extend your arm and back up.

You'll put the other hand on your

forehead and Iook cIoseIy at my face

as if you wouId Iike to draw it.

- Look at what a beast !

- ImbeciIe, are you aIready drunk ?

Artists are aIways

kicked out impoIiteIy.

AII he can do is sell commodes.

I've been preparing years

to recite OpheIia.

I can even make a person

Iike you, cry.

I was born to act,

but they want me as I am here.

They will delay my career.

I'll recite it for you one night.

- What an oId hag !

- No, this is a lilly.

I Iike you very much.

What is he doing ?

Lotar, kick him out !

- Lousy two-bit actor !

- I'll wait for you, my Iord !

- Go to the convent !

- I'll wait for you, my lord,

because once you Ied me to beIieve

you loved me.

Don't beIieve in anything. Listen

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