Two Worlds Page #2

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Kid!

The savior.

He appeared in the lake.

He brought sacred images with him.

Take it easy!

Are you okay?

You almost drowned there!

There was a lake.

People were talking...

You'll tell me outside.

Let's get out first.

What happened here?

I was flooded.

I left the faucets running.

And your Toulouse-Lautrec?

I saved it. Yours too.

Don't worry.

Pierre Demazure, claims adjuster.

You were barely insured.

It's terrifying.

For you.

Can I see you later in the week?

Now is not...

Of course, there's no rush.

When you say "insured"...

I'm covered, right

In fact...

We'll see.

We need to talk.

You scared me!

Where were you?

I called all day! I'm in trouble.

My studio was flooded.

No way!

Over the entire week-end.

I have to say something.

And something else

really weird happened.

And my insurance...

He hit on me.

- Who did?

- I'm confused.

I'm in love with someone else.

It's Antoine.

Antoine Cellar?

Geller. You never look at me,

never listen.

What I don't look at you?

I always do.

Yes, he's downstairs.

Cellar is downstairs? Why?

Because I want a divorce.

Lucile...

you know what you're saying?

- Yes, but it's your fault.

- Mine?

You asked so many questions,

you put Antoine in my head.

You had sex?

Not yet.

- Not yet?

- No!

You intend to?

You dare say "not yet"?

He's downstairs.

Quiet... he may hear.

I'll talk to him.

They're my pants.

I'm sorry.

Don't make a scene.

Hello, Remy... Antoine Geller.

Sorry about the flood.

Was there much damage?

I'm really sorry.

Life's tough...

Can I go sit down?

Sure, you can.

Things can't get much worse.

In any case

I'm cool if you want to stay here

till you find a studio

or a small apartment.

Even a friend with a futon.

No regrets?

Honey, don't make things

harder than they are.

I'll leave you.

I'm glad we could...

Me too...

Poor boy, what are you going to do?

- I rushed over. What's up?

- Simon!

- You okay, sweetie?

- Yes, Mom.

Hey.

Lucile left him and he's out of work.

What's he going to do?

We don't know yet.

Did you sell the Volvo?

One smart cookie!

Cool.

Dad,

I can get you a jacket like mine.

It's gorgeous.

Three colors. You choose.

Is there navy blue?

- The coffee must be ready.

- I'll go.

Don't. You'll never manage.

I'll manage.

Is Kitty hungry?

Kitty?

What the hell?

Mom, there's a problem with Kitty!

Short-circuit!

Mom!

I'm sinking!

I'm sinking!

Can you hear me?

Help! Get me out of here!

Mom?

Where the hell am l?

Dad?

Anyone here?

Kitty? Is that you?

Gentlemen, excuse me!

Sorry to interrupt your meal...

Where am l, in fact?

Near Sarclay?

Because I was having coffee

at my mom's place...

Hi, ma'am.

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