Nathalie...

Where shall we put the presents?

- In Bernard's office.

Everything okey? D'you have a glass?

Franois.

- Catherine !

This is Ingrid.

- Good evening.

And Bernard?

- He'll be right here.

Doesn't he suspect anything?

- No.

I wouldn't want something like that.

Not that somebody would do that.

Its nice here.

- Would you like to drink something?

Yes, I'll serve myself.

D'you want champagne?

Where did you meet her?

- As usual.

She is sexy.

- Yes.

You look amazing.

Why are you laughing?

Because you always say that.

- You'd miss it.

Mum, for you.

Wait, I don't understand you.

Ssh, he's on his way. Not too loud.

Wait, I'll go upstairs.

Yes, now I hear you better.

Where are you?

But...

Aha.

Can't you take the next one?

Fine.

Me too.

Well, the surprise is that Bernard

missed his flight in Zurich.

Pity for him, but we're starting.

We all come, and...

- We could fly to Zurich.

You're home.

Sorry, you should have said something.

- That wouldn't be a surprise anymore.

Yes, but...I forgot about it myself.

I saw the presents.

It is very kind.

Where can I make up for it with a dinner?

- Not tonight.

Right, yes. Thierry and his fiance.

I'm really sorry.

It must have been dreadful.

We didn't need you to drink.

You have some time still.

- I'm going to get myself a coffee. Til tonight.

You have three new messages.

Yesterday 17.47.

M. Barthlmy, with Richard Dumont.

Can you call back?

Its urgent.

Today at 09.00.

Thanks for last night.

l'm at the airport.

My flight is in an hour.

l'll miss you.

We had a good f***.

Kisses.

What can I say?

That was the boring side.

You can't really judge in one hour.

What did you tell Thierry?

- What he wanted to hear.

He can't care anyway.

- He believed you.

Even better.

I've got a headache.

Taken an aspirine...

Did you find your mobile?

- Yes.

There were messages on it.

I didn't listen to them

- I didn't delete them.

A woman saying goodbye.

Were you with her last night?

No.

Listen to your message.

Its clear.

Do you listen to my messages?

Did you spend the night with her?

No.

Where were you then?

Who is she?

- Its a girl...

A crazy case. Nobody.

Has it been going on for long?

It was of no importance.

- Of no importance? Come on!

Catherine, its not worth it.

- Ok, you don't have to say anything.

I thought you placed yourself higher.

- What?

Does it happen so often then?

- Of course not.

Not often.

But once in a while, yes.

Its ridiculous, thats why I'm not telling you.

Is that the reason?

I understand you're hurt, but...

If you'd know how I'd feel...

- I don't care!

You're right.

Maybe we talk too little.

But you don't say anything about yourself either.

We've grown away from each other.

You've grown away.

Don't talk about me.

Its true. We don't make love anymore

don't touch anymore...

I don't know if its because of me or you.

Maybe its unavoidable...

And one day it dies away.

I hope not.

How is it going then with those women?

What do you like?

Actually I don't know anything about it.

I'm not going to tell you how I...

- Yes you are.

Then we'll share something.

What do you mean?

I can leave you immediately too.

Catherine.

Are you looking for somebody?

- No.

Can I do something for you?

This is a private club.

A whiskey please.

- Sit over there.

The whiskey, with Perrier?

- No, pure.

You always get things in your mind.

You're so irritating.

Who did you get that from?

- From my sweetheart.

You're in a hurry aren't you?

A glass of water, I'm hot.

Its quiet tonight.

Yea, it will get started.

D'you want ice?

- Yes please.

Its fine like that.

There aren't any people yet.

When does it usually start?

- Eleven, half-twelve.

D'you offer me something to drink?

If you want.

Everthing fine? Not too strange?

- Its okey.

Which perfume d'you have on?

Jicky.

- It suits you.

I constantly change.

Did you just come in by coincidence?

No, not really.

I work in the neighbourhood.

- You seldom see women here.

Women like you I mean.

Probably.

Couples yes, but a woman alone...

Would you prefer that I leave you alone?

- No.

Maybe...

you can help me.

- Why not.

Tell me.

Some girls don't go with women.

l do.

Its not for me.

- For who then?

I think...

that my husband would like you...

You choose in his place?

Can't he come himself?

- No.

Why not?

Is he handicapped?

D'you want a threesome?

No, he knows nothing about this.

Didn't you recognise me?

- I wasn't sure.

A coffee please.

His name is Bernard.

He often goes for a coffe

before work.

How shall I describe him?

He wears a blue scarf,

a dark jacket.

A couple of newspapers...

He is big, brown hair, strong.

You could call him attractive.

And if he asks what I do?

- You learn languages to become a translator.

Excuse me, d'you have a light?

I was asking for a light.

And I sat down again.

He pretended as if he was reading.

But then he stood up,

and approached me.

What did he say?

The usual.

If I cam there often, to my work...

I told him about the language courses.

He said he had to go to an appointment

and asked for my name.

I didn't answer.

We have to think of a name.

I don't know if Marlne

is your real name.

We'll call you...

Nathalie...Yes, Nathalie.

What does your husband like?

What gives him pleasure?

He has his own wishes.

Its always free between us...

been classic.

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