A lot of places here look like the third world.
Thus i know a bunch like that in Paris aswell.
But ofcourse you don't know those.
Do you think i'm narrow-minded?
No.
I think so though. I know what you're thinking.
''That poor lady is utter narrow-minded."
No, thats not true.
Do you think i'm corny?
A little bit, yes
You're not really "juanita banana".
What does that mean?
You are not really 'rock 'n roll'. But you know that aswell.
Yes, i know.
Do you think thats disturbing?
No.
I do.
I'm not retarded, Xavier.
You're smooth. Everywhere. Always.
You will speak Spanish after a few months.
You be on first-name terms for everyone
I can't do that.
i have been raised different.
I'm not that smooth.
I know that you have to be cool in here.
But i'm not a cool girl. Not rock 'n roll.
It's not that bad.
But you don't have to call Barcelona dirty for that.
That's no lack of rock 'n roll, but racism.
Racism? - Yes.
Oké. I'm sorry.
I didn't want to offend you.
That was not the point. You are not in France
You are 6 months here now. Look around you a bit.
I look around myself, Xavier.
You are quite harsh with me.
The latent value of a company
is always subordinate to the decrease of the competition.
Hello, Anne-Sophie ?
It's Xavier.
Yes.
Today?
Yes, ofcourse.
Ofcourse.
Good.
Cya in a bit.
Sorry.
Nice, hč?
Are you frightened?
A little bit.
It's stupid, but i have Acrophobia. (fear of hights)
Too bad Jean-Michel won't see this.
The poor soul has to work so hard.
Don't you find it terrible that he has to work quite alot
and that you are alone frequently, while you are here to stay with him.
Yes.
But i frequently rebuke him for that.
Is Suzana not here?
She went out to buy some cigs.
What?
No, nothing. - No, tell me.
Say it. - It's stupid
i ask myself a lot if girls use dildo's on each other.
boys often get entirely nothing of women.
Both sexes sit in their own corner without really giving much thought about the other one.
A man who really cared for the female would be omnipotent.
How do you mean?
You don't understand that women have a different Psychology
You don't know the woman body. You don't know what she finds really nice.
Why do you think that?
You think that only your dick is important. Whereas stroking is as important.
I know that.
But you obviously don't do a good job at it.
Look.
Come... Come here.
What?
When you stroke the buttocks of a woman...
You stroke her here...
And here. On her buttocks.
Wait...
You put her legs apart.
This is embarrassing.
I only show it to you.
You push her sturdy towards you.
She can't move.
She has to feel that you hold her sturdy.
It doesn't matter what people will claim, many woman want that firmly grasp.
The feeling to be captive.
Stop it.
What are you doing? - I'm just explaining.
Don't you want me to explain it?
Yes. Go on.
You push her sturdy towards you.
Then you stroke her hair...
her neck...
het breasts...
And then she will react in the exact same way as you.
You appease her, you will take your time.
Good? - Yes.
I will instruct you how to let her enjoy oneself.
Come here.
I want to instruct Xavier something.
Practical lessons. Every man should learn this.
Hello.
Nice to see you.
Yes, hello.
Quite funny that we met here.
It was our first trip. - Yes, thats true..
What are you doing?
I can't resist. I want you.
No... No, what is this supposed to mean?
Nothing at all.
I am married.
No, i am married.
Stop it. No...
l can't.
No... no...
It was wonderful. Entirely as in the movie.
First she was like "No, no, no."
But then it turned into ''Yes, o yes, yes.''
I did not know that something like that existed.
I said so.. All sluts.
You are right. Unbelievable. Next time
i will grab her head and say:
"Blow, dirty bitch!" - No.
You can't say that.
Living in the Inn became organised.
Especially Wendy did housekeeping.
And we helped him from time to time.
The contents of the refrigerator also got put in order.
Damned. Alessandro !
Alessandro is not here.
Listen, boys.
I really enjoy your monologues.
Wendy? - Yes?
We are going out tonight.
Hello.
Wendy? - Yes?
Can i speak to you for a bit? - In Spanish?
If you want. - What do you want to talk about?
About your brother.
I think you will make me go crazy sometime.
We can't do it at your home.
I can better leave.
Are you sure?
Don't take it up wrong.
Wow, Xavier !
How nice to see you. That's a long time ago.
Yes, that's true. But i was just leaving.
No, stay. At least for a drink.
Fine. - I will put my stuff aside.
Stay... Stay here.
Shut up.
Well, my dear Xavier?
I heard you take my wife to some crafty pubs
Yes, i take her into evil ways. A little bit.
Everything oké, darling ? - Yes. l'm tired.
Hello?... Just a moment.
Xavier... i care for you.
Yes, hello. Everything oké ?
Quite long?
How long?
Who is it?
what's his name?
What can i say?
Right, yes. Cya later.
Yes, i...
Xavier, my friend...
Unbelievable!
To Barcelona!
The girls from Paris!
You don't love me either. - I do love you.
It doesn't matter that i left.
It was a piece of luck. But too bad it couldn't work out together.
But that doesn't mean we should split up because of that.
You have never loved me. You can't love anyone.
You only think of yourself.
Your study, your career at the ministry.
Not at all! - Yes you do!
Your parents would like a job like that.
Your father, the friend of your father, your mother.
You do love your mother, don't you? - No!
Don't worry, there are no traffic-jams.
We will be at the airport in 15 minutes.
I'm happy that i have seen you.
Even when it was so short.
You still don't want to say why you visited for just 1 day?
We can talk, can't we?
Aren't you happy to see me? - Shut up!
Damned, mom!
Shut up!
Anna!
I didn't know what happened until later.
Sometimes life is worse than a bad soap.
That means: Is that baby yours?
And that means: Yes.
And he is yours aswell.
And that is something like:
Why didn't you say that earlier?
It wasn't possible to reach you. And i wanted to keep it without saying anything
I thought i could take care of it. But it's getting too heavy after 6 months.
I'm alone and the baby has no father.
Oh, a baby!
You have no idea... I'm sick and tired of your plans.
You are a father. You have a child.
I don't know, howl, cry, but do something!
Don't keep standing here damned!
Why has my life always been such a mess.
It always has been complicated, bloody awful, disorderly, messy.
The life of the others seems easier,logical.
In my past days my life didn't mean anything.
But now it is even worse... less than nothing.
Everything went to damnation.
I saw Wendy with her American friend on the way to Mare Magnum.
And suddenly i walked into Erasmus.
Erasmus? - Yes.
Sorry, i don't understand.
It doesn't matter.
I was so happy to see you.
It doesn't matter.
I was very excited in the beginning.
It doesn't matter.
I know, but still...
Really, Xavier...
It doesn't matter.
I was happy to see you.
Erasmus?
Yes?
Sorry, i don't think it is going fine with me.
I don't sleep, i am depressive.
Is it still normal?
Maybe it's nothing bad.
It can just be your ordinary limbic system.
What is that?
The primitive part of the human brain. The seat of the animal emotions.
The cortex sends the more educated responses.
Maybe you must... - That would be it.
Do you get visions from that?
Do you have visions?
What do you see?
I see Erasmus.
We will do some tests.
Close your eyes and count till 10.
one...
I am looking for the hypocampus.
In the internal part of the temporal lobe.
But...
But i don't speak french.
No fear, we will clean everything up.
I lost my native language.
What are you doing there, darling?
Well, nothing.
I walk a little bit around.
Xavier...
You will make me crazy sometime.
Jean-Michel !
Now then...
The results of all the tests.
Exactly what i thought. There is nothing wrong with you. Just some stress
You have seen nothing that...
No. You will see everything on the scanner now.
And so...
I told you, nothing.
But...
You will stop to see Anne-Sophie.
She owned up to her mistakes.
I don't want you to see her anymore.
And i don't want to see you either.
But... - Shut up.
I didn't see Anne-Sophie any longer.
But Wendy continued to see her American friend.
Hello?
Hello ?
Do you know who Alistair is?
Alistair is the friend of Wendy.
Yes, i am sure.
Damned!
We saw him when he came by for a visit. Why?
Because he just arrived in Barcelona.
Just arrived? In Barcelona?
No way! Damned.
We have to be ahead of him.
Yes, Yes!
Wendy... Wendy...
Zero, zero...
Wendy.
Damned!
I have telephone. Look out.
Yes?
Hi, Alessandro. Tell it.
What?
Damned... all right.
Ok, ok. Yes, cya in a bit. - What's happening?
Hello ?
Yes ?
Damned.
Any success, Lars ? - Yes.
Mate! - Sorry.
Now what?
He's getting suspicious. - Just pretend that your key doesn't work either.
The year almost passed by.
I started to examine
what i would have wanted to do in Barcelona
and what i had not done.
Have you been on the Montjuic?
I must have missed alot of things.
Stupid that you are not a girl.
The world is a badly divided place.
I would leave the next day.
We went to a bar to say good-bye to each other.
But i wasn't ready for it.
My luggage wasn't packed yet.
It's boiling here.
Hello. What are you doing here? - Soledad is a friend.
Really? I have lived at her place for over 1 year.
Well, in the same flat.
Yes. I knew. - Oh really?
We should leave now.
I have to get up early tomorrow and...
Excuse me.
Thanks in advance. It was really nice.
I found it nice that you came here.
I really do.
I just wanted to say that.
Well, cya later i guess.
Cya later, Anne-Sophie.
Yes, Cya.
Xavier...
Thank you.
Thanks very much. - Cya later.
Continue practicing spanish. - Yes, cya later.
Cya later.
Have a good trip.
Cya later.
Go.
Bye.
I will go to France next year.
You speak french. - Yes.
You never told me that.
I have to go.
We will see each other.
Have a good trip.
Cya later.
And keep talking in Catalan!
Cabron! come on, man.
Piss off now.
I'm crazy about foie grass.
It was strange to buy meat.
Like if it was years ago.
You will like it.
It's coming from your favorite butcher.
Give it to me.
Thanks.
And?
Are you happy to be back?
Yes... yes.
You're not saying anything.
Well, i don't know...
It was fun.
Tell me.
Mom, i have been there for over 1 year.
Exactly, 1 year. And you're not telling anything.
Come on, stop it. Mom.
Mom...
I'm glad to see you.
hmm, i can't really tell though.
Why did you have to say that? - Well, i said it because...
Because...
Because i knew it would hurt you.
I really know that you have cared for me.
But sometimes people feel the need
to twist the knife into the wound.
Now then...
I knew that this was our last kiss.
I thought of the first one.
That was in the Rue d'Orchampt.
why had we chosen the street with the smallest pavement?
There has happened a lot between both kisses.
All streets where I have been with her.
The intricated course.
To end up here... Today...
Without her.
I ended up in the streets of Paris where citizens of Paris never come.
I was a stranger along the strangers.
I didn't know why i was there.
I have never known why i was anywhere.
I guess i have a typical looking head.
Erasmus?
Why?
I was selected.
This is my first working day.
I had exactly the same stomach-ache as the one i get
on the first day of school or on a test day.
That damned stomach-ache.
I thought it was something from the past.
It's here.
Number 2038.
The office.
I heard you were here. Welcome to the club.
Hi, Bernard. - Morning, sir.
Explain him everything clearly.
This is the file where i was talking about.
Unfortunately i have no time now.
But we will see each other soon.
Cya later.
Cup of Coffee?
The building is a little bit gloomy,
but the atmosphere is great.
That's true.
We laugh a lot. Not, monsieur Bernard?
Just wait and see. - Come on.
What's your age?
25.
Then you will become an early retirement.
They heat the affair rockly-hard.
That's why i set the heat on 2.
That's fine. More than enough.
You can't make mix ups with the files.
You have the yellow... the blue
and the red.
That also applies to the computer.
The European Commission is very precise about it.
They don't make jokes.
keeping order is necessary.
Everything on its place and a place for everything.
Not, monsieur Bernard?
I choose for a hopeless future.
I will do what i always wanted to do. I will write.
...Clear now. Everything seems obvious, simple, clear now.
I'm not.
And this isn't either.
And that no more than.
But i'm all that. I am him...
Him... and him.
But also him and him.
And him.
And i am also him. - I want to write books.
And i don't
want to disappoint him.
I am her... her...
and also her.
I am a Frenchman, Spaniard,
Englishman, Danish.
I am not one, but many.
I'm like Europe. I am all that.
I'm a big mess.
Finally i can start telling everything.
Everything has started there, with taking off.
No, it is not a story of a plane which is taking off.
It isn't about taking off.
Or maybe it is, it is about taking off.
Everything started there.