New York, I Love You (2008)- Yvan Attal
"segment "Yvan Attal"
with: Chris Cooper and Robin Wright
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Have you ever made
love to a perfect stranger?
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Now you're teasing
me.
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I believe I am.
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Well, I mean... No,
not exactly a perfect stranger, if you mean someone I wouldn't know at all.
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It's sad.
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It's sad? Why?
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Because there's
almost nothing more exciting than fucking somebody you don't know. Right? You
don't know their name, barely saw their face.
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Don't. Don't tell me
your name.
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You know what? As
soon as I finish this cigarette have to walk back into that restaurant and sit
down again in front of my husband.
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And?
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And he won't look
at me. And he won't notice I'm not wearing a bra under my dress.
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No bra?
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No panties, either.
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Oh. No underwear?
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Not today.
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I feel sad for this poor,
lonely husband who can't see his wife's hidden talents.
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Don't you think
he's like every man, though? He's typically blind and bored by his very own
wife, ready to fantasize about the first unknown woman he hasn't fucked yet. Am
I bothering you?
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Not at all.
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Yeah. And you say
that because now I've turned you on, right? You want to take me to bed. Do you
want to take me to bed?
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Yeah, I probably do…
Aw, come on. All right, why are you telling me all of this?
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