Louise Wimmer Page #2

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I don't have time.

Honey, can you get the dog?

Thanks.

How is my stuff?

You need to get it soon.

You can keep it.

Or even burn.

Thank you.

Give it to Jessica.

I will.

What else do you want?

You left me, Louise.

Did I have a choice?

- Wait...

- No, hands off!

- Wait!

- Hands off!

Hi doggy.

Did he get food?

I have no idea.

How are you?

- Alright. Thank you for going.

- You're welcome.

Did Dad say anything?

He doesn't understand why

you don't want to see him.

Want a drink?

Can you take him home?

I've to go back to work.

Don't you have five minutes?

Do it yourself.

Alright.

- How's the job?

- Okay.

Won't you go back to school?

What should I learn?

And what do I live on?

You're a good student.

Your father can't pay.

Take advantage of it.

Do you think so?

You deserve the best.

Here.

It's from your father.

Thank you.

I'll move in with Sebastien.

So quickly?

- Don't worry, I'm old enough.

- Really?

You're mad at me?

- When shall we meet again?

- Call me when you have time.

C'mon doggy.

I'm sorry.

Hi.

How are you?

You're dressed up today...

- Sorry, I didn't call. I lost

your number. -Alright.

Your son?

- Jeremy, say hello to Louise.

- Hi Jeremy.

What do you want?

Hello.

You... stay for dinner?

No.

Can you call your friend

about the car?

Sure.

I want my dad.

No, wait here.

Hi Brahim. It's me.

Remember, my friend's

car broke down?

Can you come over?

Dunno, let's meet there.

Wait, I'll ask her...

When can you go?

Not in the morning.

Not in the morning.

You can't earlier?

Thanks bro, I owe you one.

- Sunday afternoon.

- And until then I can drive?

Well, just watch

the oil level.

He really does it for free?

Yeah, I do too.

I'm embarrassed.

- Wanna come in?

- No, I can't,

But thank you.

- I haven't seen you here.

- What?

I'm Jean-Luc. Who are you?

Gina!

Like a drink, Gina?

What is it?

Sorry...

Jean-Luc.

- I'm a little dizzy.

- C'mon, have a drink.

Beer.

Don't move, okay?

What're you doing here alone?

I hate to talk and

I love to dance.

Can you dance, Jean-Luc?

Well, sort of, yes.

Wanna dance?

Let's dance.

Gina...

Come on, I'm not of porcelain.

Squeeze me.

Stronger.

Stronger?

Hold me tight.

Gina...

What is it?

Gina?

Gina, what happened?

Anything wrong?

What is it?

Are you ill?

It's not you and me.

Don't worry.

- What did I do?

- Just leave me alone.

I lost my bag.

Where's my bag?

My little bag...

It's nothing.

Gina...

What's the matter?

Let's go home now.

Louise...

I'll tell you in a nice way.

Listen.

You and I get along.

I get your mail, I give credit,

I don't ask...

Your life isn't my business.

Do what you want.

But don't start kidding

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