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Claude Franois was electrocuted

this afternoon

when changing a lightbulb

in his bathroom.

Claude Franois is emotion.

Claude Franois... is pure poetry!

Doesn't this make you

think of Brassens?

That turd that rhymes balls

with falls?

I lost my balls

In one of my falls.

Even I can do that!

I've been told you're

quite difficult.

Listen, if I were Sardou

I'd punched you in the face.

This interview is over!

And now ladies and gentlemen

the story of the greatest

Claude Franois ever!

My name's Jean Baptiste Cousseau,

But they call me Couscous.

When I started as Claude Franois

it was downhill.

There were too many of us.

Then came Bernard...

and I had to surrender.

I wasn't bad technically.

But I wasn't good with girls.

So I took Michel Polnareff

by the name of "Michel Polnar-G".

Girls prefer him.

He's more enigmatic,

mysterious, and sexy.

I did all of Bernard's

opening act shows.

Those were the days.

Gala after gala, tour after tour.

Simply put we were at the

top for five years

with Les Bernadettes, our dancers.

One day, in Claude Franois'

Moulin in Dannemois...

they auctioned Claude's stuff.

The Bellinda outfit, 50,000.

Going once...

Going twice... sold for 50,000

to the gentleman over there.

Object no. 28.

An exceptional piece: the original

"Le Tlphone Pleure" telephone...

From 1947. Starting at 50,000.

Bernard was always a skinflint.

But when it was about his passion

hothing could stop him.

Bernard bought that phone for

a sum that could've bought a house.

110,000, 120,000...

130,000 for the gentleman.

130.000 going once...

going twice... sold for

130,000 to the gentleman.

It stays in France!

I never intended to buy it.

I was just curious.

But when I saw it

I couldn't resist.

Vro, it's like a fund.

Do you think I'm stupid? 150,000 Francs

for a phone! A fund?

Vro, Bernard's wife, didn't agree.

Her family has had debts for

several generations.

What phone?

- Frdrique Barkoff's.

Who is she?

The sing-along kid from

Le Tlphone Pleure.

Moron.

I'll show you.

It's the phone from the cover!

Vro liked Julien Clerc.

That says enough.

Stupid Couscous...

Julien Clerc...

Might as well listen to Michel Sardou.

So we don't have anything left?

Do we really?

I say we're rich.

It's in Argus!

Vro told Bernard to choose

either Claude Franois or her.

Bernard picked Vro.

They never saw each other again.

5 YEARS LATER

Mr Chambon, if I deny you

that check I want...

How will I feed my children?

I don't want to starve

the little Chambons.

I just want to control your debts.

It's more like a bottomless pit

than a debt.

Here. Look.

Just this month,

not that I care,

you bought 24...

- That's my own problem.

I will spend my money

like I want to!

In this case it's our money,

Mr Chambon.

I was listening.

That he's off to California...

How are you, man?

I want french fries.

Welcome to "Marc et Olivier" real estate.

I'm exhausted.

This is tonight's 7th visit.

We can't even have

dinner uninterrupted.

Do you realise we are the sole

couple in the universe

that lives in a model home?

If you sign we will deliver

in 6 months. Very quickly.

Who are they?

-Nothing, ignore them.

But it's the cheapest rent

in all France, isn't it?

I'm tired of living in a model

home. With a model husband.

Soon we'll move.

Just wait a little longer.

East your fries.

- I'm going back to mom.

Enjoy, Bernard.

And our prices

are very competitive.

A house like this is only

635,000 Euros!

Can we apply for newly weds

support?

Welcome back to the 2nd part...

of this show with a most

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