A World Without Women Page #4

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Let's get together tomorrow.

We'll see.

- Off you go now, ciao!

- Wait...

Go!

Some women like flashy men

and others prefer them discreet.

What about you, Marie,

would you have fancied me?

Sure.

You're cute, not bad at all.

I'm not too shy?

No.

Just discreet.

- What?

- You're discreet.

How do you find me physically?

Be honest.

Don't make it up.

You're not bad.

You could do something

with your messy hair.

Your polo shirt's nice,

but you could make more of an effort.

Yeah?

The rest is OK, but as Patrick says,

it's the heart that counts.

Look at me.

I'm a bit on the heavy side,

but when I met him I was the same.

So, you know...

How did you meet Patrick?

Haven't I ever told you?

- No.

- I was at the farm campsite,

with my family.

He was with his friends.

Did they chat you up?

Not at all.

Not me, anyway.

How did he go about it?

Walks along the beach.

Then one day he took my hand.

And then was that.

Did he talk to you?

Not a lot.

He said a few things.

Such as?

"Meet me tonight." "I like you."

Little things like that.

It's hard to concentrate

at the beach.

Is that for your studies?

No, it's for me.

But I can't read without a pencil

for underlining.

Yes. That's funny.

I do that too.

It reassures me.

Otherwise I think I'll forget.

Just like me.

Shall we go for a swim?

No, I don't fancy it today.

You can't stay all alone.

Come on.

It feels so nice.

- Aren't you coming in?

- No.

- Don't you swim?

- Well...

What's the matter?

Are you sulking?

Because of Patricia?

Don't worry, nothing will happen.

Women like her

aren't interested in guys like us.

She's just having

a little fun on holiday.

I'd choose Juliette, if I could.

She's pretty.

You've noticed, right?

She's so graceful, don't you think?

But anyway...

Are you crazy?

Stop that!

Calm down, guys.

You're f***ing crazy!

Go see a shrink!

- Calm down.

- All right!

Psycho!

- Calm down.

- Loser!

- You're the loser!

- What?

Loser!

Juliette, don't get involved.

Has she lost it or what?

Calm down, it's nothing.

It's my fault.

I'm going to go.

Hang on, don't go!

Stay, wait!

- It's for the best.

- This is stupid.

We're not teenagers. I'm too old

for snogging at a nightclub.

Fine. OK!

Come on, mate.

Go, for all I care!

I'm going to dance.

- Sorry!

- No worries. Go have some fun.

Yes?

Hello, Sylvain, I was going to call.

At 11 tomorrow morning.

Ten past... I have to check.

OK, I'll leave the keys

in the letter box.

Thanks for everything, Sylvain.

Have a nice evening.

Bye.

That was Sylvain about the keys.

I know, I heard.

Sylvain?

Is anyone there?

I did knock, but you didn't hear.

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