Weekend

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PROHIBITED TO CHILDREN UNDER 18

A FILM ADRIFT IN THE COSMOS

- It's for you.

- Who is it?

Your office. Call Mother afterwards,

to check about the clinic.

I told you, I've done it.

She's misunderstood you, then.

When Roland drives your father

home from the clinic,

it would be nice if they both

died in an accident.

A FILM FOUND IN A DUMP

Did he get his brakes repaired?

No, I managed to make him forget.

Seven people were killed

at Evreux junction last Sunday.

That would be lovely.

Hey, are you nuts?

But what will you do?

I'm not driving back with them.

I'll say I have a cough.

What are you thinking?

Is Roland getting suspicious?

He gives me funny looks at times.

No, I let him screw me sometimes,

so he thinks I love him.

Don't phone here again,

it's dangerous.

The fuss was someone hitting a guy

who'd broken his headlight.

I thought he was dead

for a moment.

Yes, it would have been nice

if it was her.

No, the money first.

I always say that

because I love you.

I've got to be careful,

after the sleeping pills and gas.

She's stupid, but she'll catch on

sooner or later.

The main thing is for her dad

to pop off.

When Corinne's got the money

we'll take care of her.

Sure I love you.

You're my splendid bitch,

you know that.

Till Monday, then.

When was it, then?

Tuesday... Tuesday evening

after the swimming pool.

- You said it was two days ago.

- I was wrong.

I know it was Tuesday because

I took the last pill on Wednesday.

Anyway, I wasn't scared about it.

Why should you be?

It wasn't the first time.

Well, it wasn't like a women's

magazine romance.

I don't know... his eyes were

so hard... his mouth, his words...

He started in the Mercedes.

I told him I went for him.

I wanted more than a quick screw.

We ought to meet again somewhere.

Cuddling in cars is dreary.

I said to take me home

and I'd call him in the afternoon.

I wanted to screw,

but I'd rather wait.

What did he say?

He talked about my body,

and how I turned him on...

and how it was vulgar and unkind.

- Did you think of me, too?

- Of course I did.

But he did drive you home.

ANALYSIS:

But we stopped in rue Molitor...

and kissed for a long time

in the parking place.

He had one hand between my legs.

The other grasping my neck.

He stayed like that, without moving.

And you?

didn't move either. I was cold.

He guessed I wanted another drink

so we drove to St. Lazare.

All the cafs were shut.

He lives in rue Pasquier,

near St. Lazare.

I was tired and very cold.

realize now I wasn't drunk at all.

I wanted him to screw me then -

anywhere, even in the lift.

But I didn't say anything.

His shoulder touched one of my breasts

when he shut the lift door.

- Why?

- It just did.

Monique came and opened the door.

Surprising. I thought she'd gone

to Spain with that designer. You know?

No. I don't know.

We saw them once

in that line at the cinema.

didn't know she was his wife.

They've only been married

two months.

Well, what then?

Well, she opened the door.

Paul took off his coat and asked

if there was a hot drink.

Monique said there was only whiskey

and some vile red wine.

She started laughing.

Paul began to look annoyed.

I burst into laughter, too.

He looked at us, then said

he'd go and change his clothes.

I went with Monique to her room.

Not bad. There was a fire.

I took off my raincoat.

Monique looked at me.

She asked why I seemed

to be shivering...

...if I was cold I could undress.

No need to feel embarrassed.

Then she helped me.

To do what?

Take off my skirt and pullover.

see.

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