I
do
Like the proper Deverey
presentations?
Yeah.
One hour.
Why already?
There's time, I think.
You're leaving.
Oui.
Where are we going now?
In Africa?
What the fuck?
How much is it?
I told you. One hour.
At least.
What the fuck are you doing?
I didn't give a fuck!
What the fuck are you doing?
Your mouth!
How did I find this water?
In fact, we're not together anymore.
We came here to Twist, man.
To drink a fucking beer in a nasty skatepark.
It's not 2012, it's 1990.
With the cotton candy, the long hair, the music, grunge.
If Cobain is dead, we're going through something else.
I don't understand why we came here.
Skate doesn't work.
It's just for impressing people.
We don't care if you jump out of a swimming pool or skate.
It's like going on a trip.
You're not going to Africa just to go to Africa.
You're going to a country that's just to feel special.
It's a continent, Bob.
Whatever.
You're not going to Africa.
We didn't know what it was, but...
It's over.
The memories will stay, but...
I was born.
I'm going to go.
Yay, Malaise!
You're not going to Africa, Bob.
Oh, well, I'm going to go.
Hey, what are you doing?
What are you doing?
You're fucking crazy.
I'm not going to put it on the table.
I'm going to put it on the table.
I'm going to put it on the table.
Hey, no!
You're going to put it on the table.
Don't come near me.
No, no, no!
Come on!
What?
That's why I stopped.
Come on, run!
You can't leave me.
Come here, Paris.
No, you're coming now.
You're not going to the world.
Come on.
Come on.
You're going to the world.
Come on.
No, no.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on.
