Hellphone

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Hello, Mr. Tamalet.

Go on, do it.

No, you go.

Okay then, I'll go.

Move it! Enough is enough!

She's the girl of my dreams.

Ride your dream, bro.

He's into you.

Loser!

Nice jump. Are you okay?

Fine thanks.

I'm used to it.

Not used to wiping out, but...

Don't strain your eyes.

I was admiring your shorts.

They match your teeth.

Wait, Angie!

I thought

since you just got here...

maybe you'd like...

a knight in shining armor.

To show you around Paris...

Virgil, he's chatting her up.

Should I board-whack him?

No stress, Franklin.

This hotdog is lukewarm.

The catacombs! Ever been?

Yeah. Virgil took me

to a party there.

I have to go.

Give me your number.

I don't have a cell.

He closed his account.

Nagging ex.

Russian. Went berserk,

know what I mean?

I have to go.

Call when you get your...

cell phone.

Take mine! I'm Pierre!

Pierre with flair and red hair.

Peter the Tiger!

What are you talking about?

Forget it.

We're the kings of the world!

Mom?

Mom, are you still home?

I don't believe it!

Don't move

or I'll kill you for real!

Why is he here today?

For an hour.

I couldn't refuse.

Ice dragon in the fridge...

Yeah, right.

Go downstairs. Your mom's home.

Cool! Bye, Sid.

I'll clean up.

See you later.

I love you.

Can I have my birthday money?

- Now?

- Yes.

- What will you buy?

- I don't know.

It's all I can spare.

My big boy...

Enough, Mom!

Two Fritz Fries!

It's you. Still having trouble

adding up your checks?

Is your brain on strike?

Clear table 10.

And get their order.

See the time?

Sorry. I had homework.

- You don't need a PhD for frying.

- So I see.

What does that mean?

That you're right, Mr. Fritz.

You're right to say I'm right.

If you want to be

Rooster of the Month,

shape up, chickadee.

Yes, Mr. Fritz.

Good.

Mr. Fritz!

It's the 20th.

Can I get an advance

of fifty euros?

How much?

Forty?

Forty is...

Thirty?

- Twenty?

- That's not much.

Please Mr. Fritz.

My birthday's coming up and...

Thanks, Mr. Fritz!

I've always loved

making other people happy.

Happy Birthday!

I'd like a cheap cell phone.

My advice. Get the best.

How much?

Good news, Bobby.

Today's your lucky day.

Only 99 euros.

Nothing less expensive?

How much you got?

Thirty.

You need a plan?

A rechargeable card.

Thirty,

but you didn't buy it here.

There's nothing cooler?

Michael Douglas' phone

in "Wall Street. "

Or else...

Radio Com 2000. You want this?

Bobby,

if you want to blow their minds,

start saving.

It is your lucky day!

State of the art.

I-Smart, XHTML browser,

GPRS-compatible.

built-in double-headset,

P8F7, TZ4-3 and

a KGA-cam to share

life's special moments.

Hot sauce, instructions, charger.

It does everything but coffee.

It's 500 but for you, Bobby,

Amazing!

As Mao said:
"Generosity brief

like wingspan of butterfly. "

Good battery life?

Don't know. It's broken.

For blowing their minds,

it's great.

Give me my money!

As Mao said:

"A deal's a deal, kid. "

It works!

I could never turn it on.

Give it back!

As Mao said:
"Up yours!"

Check this out, Tiger.

- How much?

- 30 euros.

Thirty? Really?

I have a message!

"Your number is 0666 0666 06. "

And I don't even have a plan!

Take advantage of it, fast!

They chose me for the role!

I'm the one they chose!

She is too fresh, bro.

Chosen "Product of the Year. "

I'm finally going to be a star!

I'll tell you

all about the audition.

I'm so happy.

I love you, Angie!

You too, Margot!

- What show?

- It's The Hair Dryer.

"The Hair Dryer"

or "It's the Hair Dryer"?

It's The Hair Dryer.

I'll give her my number.

- You love your hair.

- I so love it!

Thanks so much, God!

Hush. I'm almost famous.

At the audition

they said they loved my hair.

I came to say

I got my new cell.

Wicked ugly! Wasn't there

anything redder and grosser?

Did you find it on eGay?

Toys for blind baby boys.

What brand is it?

No brand. I get it...

If you want to get together,

give me a call.

It's getting hot.

Don't hold your breath.

Yeah.

I'll think about it.

He's putting the make on you

with a totally gross cell.

All red and pathetic.

In New York a guy sent me

an SMS a minute to date me.

How classy!

- And?

- I gave him my Nana's number.

They must be having a ball!

She didn't take my number.

Forget her. She's a nitwit.

I downloaded

two John Wayne movies on it!

It sucks.

I'm waiting for the HP3.

It's 3 times better.

Move. Only poor people cram.

The first row's taken.

Go kiss ass on Tatooine.

- How's your mom?

- Shut up, Franklin.

- You like that we jack off on her?

- I had a ball!

Soupir, Bijaoui,

It's not Sid's fault! I...

Okay, D'Harcourt. You too.

Anyone else? No?

Page 56.

Variable temperature.

We all jack off on her...

This classroom

is not a microwave oven.

Thank you.

Who can tell me about Celsius?

I can!

A temperature scale

based on decimal thermometry,

created in 1742

by a Swede, Anders Celsius.

Very good, Charlotte.

Absolute zero equals "t"

and zero equals

-273. 15 degrees Celsius.

- Who can tell me...

- I can!

Except Charlotte,

who doesn't even know my question.

What is the coldest substance

used by man,

nearing absolute zero?

Sid Soupir's brain.

Very funny, Husson.

But you're wrong.

It's liquid nitrogen.

-196 Celsius...

Hellll-o, Margot.

Your friend barfs

at the color red.

Let Hell's flames

lick her head.

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