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- You drink something?

- A whiskey on ice.

- It also.

- It also?

Two whiskeys on ice.

It's fun to be here with you.

Usually

I do crunches for the barrel girls.

But it's not bad.

Where are you going?

Laura!

Need to talk, open the door.

You answer me or what?

Sorry, I thought...

My name is Oskar.

Muriel.

You were with her yesterday, right?

- You know where she is?

- No. I have not heard today.

When she comes back, tell him

I'm waiting to snack in front.

You will catch cold.

- Bye.

- Bye.

Muriel, thank you.

Here's Alain.

Muriel, my neighbor.

Yes?

I'll see Oskar opposite.

What up?

Why do not you open?

There was one?

Yes.

He remained sleeping.

F***, that's the word, Laura.

I want to move forward in life.

Forward?

Try men

until they make you a child?

Every day another...

Each week something else.

CD, a singing career,

Chosen God. Choose!

It gives you good morning.

You're not gonna call every day

because it has the phone?

- They almost sh*t inside.

- Yes.

She has her own life, Martha.

And we, ours.

I thought... For this promotion.

And?

You would be here, in a quiet...

Near me.

Muriel is now part...

Make yourself this pleasure.

Think about your home.

- Take 2-3 days off...

- I would not know what to do.

- I think about a hundred things...

- Yes?

- ... You could do.

- For example?

A drink.

She said "the middle drawer. "

Sometimes I feel

she just wants to keep me busy.

Say...

What do you think of Alain?

- He looks very good...

- Yes? I can see it with children.

I saw him once,

how do you want me to know?

It is no longer young, Muriel.

Me too,

I've got to put myself, right?

Yeah...

You have not seen these photos?

Those of the move, with Oskar.

I give up

- What are you doing here?

- Your mother told me you were working here

- You must not come here.

- I paid to see you.

I've waited long enough.

Not a letter, not a phone call.

You do not give news.

- We need to talk.

- Not here.

- Where, then?

- Nowhere. I'm working.

- After then.

- No, I have an appointment.

- After your appointment.

- Shh. Come on.

Muriel, I do not understand you.

But there is nothing to understand.

I just do what I want.

You just do what you want?

Sit in a man's suit.

- This is great. Really.

- I prefer you to go.

Muriel, I thought

and I admit that I was wrong.

I know I want it all too fast.

I told my father that I wanted

not take over the business.

What do I care?

Ben, I love you, want.

Nobody understands you. Person.

Neither your mother nor me.

- Here, you have no friends, nothing...

- Oh no?

And what do you know?

Some, perhaps.

But I can come and live here.

- I'll let you in space, but I...

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