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Happy to have the place to yourself?

Welcome to the Free Zone

Anthropology on Strike

Move... Don't just stand there.

It's blocked!

Let us through!

Working late. Jo.

Lina, Tho...

My colleagues.

You're quiet. Upset I'm here?

The less you know,

the better I feel.

Your friend's here.

Hey, rascal.

Remember Gabrielle?

I never forget a beautiful woman.

Let me buy you a drink.

No thanks, Ren. I'm on the job.

I thought you left the city.

For where?

I don't know. Far away somewhere.

It's best that I go.|I'll leave you.

So long, Gabrielle.

Take care.

Got any plans?

Tons.

You lent it to me.

I forgot all about it.

I'm not well. I'll walk.

They're closing Anthropology.

They claim it serves no purpose.

My name's Ruben.

Josephine.

See you soon.

Coming to the concert?

I don't know, maybe.

Waiting for me?

I don't like these night hours.

I worry when you come home so late.

You should quit this job.

I enjoy riding like this.

Me too.

Why do you do this?

I don't know. I don't mind.

You can't wear wrinkled shirts.

It bothers me. I prefer to do it.

- Is it the right one?|- I'll do it.

Okay, do it then.

And what's that thing?

What's he up to?|He knows the traffic's bad.

Hurry up, Lionel!

We're ready and waiting.

I'm coming.

You like to be last.|You can't help it.

Got your wallet?

We're not late.|No isn't even here.

I got tickets for the concert.|I thought you'd like it.

In fact I'm already going.

We're about to leave.

Wait for No. I'll get the car.

I have to run. I'm double parked.

See you at the concert, maybe.

What's his name?

Ruben. A classmate of mine.

Am I running behind?

Lionel, take the tickets.

I'll drop you off|and park in the lot.

We're not even near.

We haven't gone out|as a family in ages.

Can you lower the music a little?

We can't talk.

- Hold on!|- Gabrielle, get behind the wheel!

I can't believe this!

It's no big deal.

It'll be fine. Turn!

Be careful! Not so fast!

- Calm down!|- I am calm!

- You push too hard!|- Turn left.

I'm stranded with my friends!

- Don't shout!|- Don't scream!

No way!|I don't want it stripped tonight!

What?

You'll send a tow truck?

Rue Papin...

He can't hear a thing!

How long?

I see...

I don't have a choice.

We'll be waiting.

Goodbye!

- Cool it!|- You have to scream?

We couldn't hear each other.

Should I look at the motor?

- You know motors?|- Sure.

I'll take a look.

You have to be|a computer specialist!

It's up to you!

Sh*t.

I squashed your flowers.

There's an envelope inside.

Must be the florist's card.

Don't look so glum.

We'll cheer each other up.

Will you be okay?

Closing time.|I'll stay open 5 minutes for you.

- A tow truck's coming.|- Last round.

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