La folle histoire de Cloclo Page #3

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- Excuse me?

- The clinic.

What about the clinic?

It's an investment, Janet.

Like my voice lessons.

To succeed, every detail counts!

Hey! Are you finished?

- Where are you going?

- To the toilets? May I?

Don't laugh.

How's my Frankenstein?

Don't make me laugh.

- I liked your nose.

- What did I tell you?

"Every detail counts."

Every detail.

Come in.

- Claude Francois.

- Again.

What do I tell him?

Don't act naive. You like blondie.

Did he bring chocolates?

These are special: 85% cacao.

Fit for the gods.

Your chocolates are great.

Did you do something to...

Yes, I had an accident...

It's better.

Thanks.

- Did I mention I was born in Egypt?

- No.

What would you say

to a Franco-Arab twist?

This is your place,

my dear Gilbert.

You're at home here.

What are you doing here?

We're rehearsing.

I'm taking you to dinner.

I have great news.

No kiss?

Young ladies!

You're never, never in time!

You're never, never in time.

Who does the star think he is?

A star, naturally.

Go and change, quick.

I'm so proud of you.

I told you.

So what's this record called?

Nabout Twist.

I must call the Queen Mother

in Monaco to tell her.

Tell her in person tomorrow.

What's the matter?

Is she sick?

The shame of it.

This woman never keeps her word.

My mother lies.

She sold the Monaco flat

to pay her debts. Gambling debts!

I felt so alone, so very alone,

you understand.

You had all left.

Your father is gone.

Yes, so I went back to the casino.

To feel less desperate.

Yeah, sure.

I'll never gamble again.

I swear!

I learned my lesson.

Same old song.

I have nothing left.

Nothing to bet.

I'm cured.

Let me make it up to you.

I'll help you out.

I can cook, do the laundry.

If it's too much for you,

I'll understand.

I'll find

some place to sleep.

Jojo and Jerry will have

an apartment soon.

I'll stay with them.

Stop it!

Cut the act, Mama.

Drop your bags

and shut the door.

I didn't see it so...

So what?

So shabby!

But not for long.

Soon you'll earn money

from your record,

and you'll buy us a house,

my Claudio.

Listen good, baby

If you want to slim down

You have to dance

The Nabout... Twist!

The Nabout!

It's the dance

You now call the twist

The Nabout!

It's been ages that it does exist

It's really something abdominal

For your figure

It's phenomenal

The doctor said

When I asked the question

Nothing better for the digestion

After dinner

You have the occasion

To lose your belly

Turn off the telly

What did he do now?

Don't be angry with him.

As a child,

he had an accident in the pool.

Some moron dove on him.

Concussion.

After that

his character turned more...

Anyway...

But my Claude is a nice boy.

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