Poltergay Page #4

Emma sweetie! It's Dad!

Anyone home?

"Took the drill. Dad."

"LSD. Handcuffs..."

"Yum-yum"

Whacko!

Hurts like that, huh!

Don't f*** with me in my house!

What did you do?

I got one of them!

Dad! Are you all right?

Answer me!

Mr Chevallier!

Don't touch me!

What a savage!

And with just a shovel!

So butch!

I'm sorry.

For the insurance. Thanks.

You're staying with your Dad?

I'm leaving.

But you'll be back tomorrow?

You'll be back?

- Why?

- You attacked Dad!

I know, but... I love you!

Listen:
it's over!

You cheat on me...

fantasize about men...

steal my panties and hear voices!

What?

She said you fantasize about men...

Shut it!

For the photographer!

Man or woman.

But I don't know...

I don't know who took it!

You're scaring me! I can't take this!

I'll see someone, tomorrow!

I thought you already had?

Yes, I went there but...

Iet's go back in!

Emma, I love you!

Sh*t!

Sh*t! Sh*t! Sh*t!

A guy crying,

and with pecs like that...

makes your heart bleed!

There's something in my eye...

She's hot when she's mad!

- Shame she's gone!

- Enough, Ivan!

Straights and their tiffs!

I see men...

in my room...

in the shower...

in the cellar...

but, let's be clear:

I'm not homosexual, OK?

Of course not! What's your job?

Construction.

I'm a site manager.

A man's world.

Yes.

So you work exclusively with men...

Er, yeah.

That's interesting.

And these men...

I'm the only one who sees them!

Mr Modena...

You are the victim of hallucinations.

Fine. Why?

If we restrict our instincts,

or restrain our desires...

we may have certain visions.

When you say visions,

- what do you mean?

- Time's up. That's 45 euros, please.

Wait, wait!

If I get a change of scene...

or sell the house,

maybe that would help?

Change your head. That's the problem.

In cash, of course.

- I only have this.

- I owe you 5.

"GAY"

We'll delve into that next time.

Make a new appointment...

Listen to me!

But what can I do? My wife's left me!

I'm all alone!

You have homosexual fantasies.

Accept it.

Act upon it.

You'll feel much better.

- I'm sorry.

- It's OK.

- Thanks.

- Never mind.

I've made tea.

I always said that boy wasn't for us.

For you, I mean.

Oh, look! I love it...

Valerie's such a space case,

she's left her gymbag!

I need to talk...

She's got a 15-day course in Cuba,

with her coach...

And she's the only girl!

David... I'm wondering if...

I might be gay.

Pass the crisps.

- Did you hear me?

- Gay. Yes. I heard. I told you that.

- So?

- So, nothing.

You're not my type.

Hey, take it easy.

That explains the guys in the cellar.

So who is it? A colleague?

- Who's who?

- Whaddya mean who?

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