Do you often go around
hurting guys that way?

I don't get it. At first they're glad
to jump into bed with me,

but afterward
they start insulting me.

I'm used to it.
I don't care anymore.

So you've had lots of lovers then.
I'll say!
The nights I've slept alone since I came to Paris
I could count on the fingers of one hand.

So you like Paris?
I love it.
Especially at night.

Do you often walk
all night long this way?

Sometimes I get lost,
and I won'task people for help.

It's big.
Too big for one man.
This is Quentin.
The man who never sleeps.

Sit down.
- Coffee?
- No, thanks. I'm dead tired.

I'm gonna sleep right here.
The light and the noise won't bother me.
Just pretend I'm not here.

I poured you a cup anyway.
You can drink it later.

She's gonna stay a few days
till she finds a place.

Poor girl doesn't know anybody else.
Let her sleep underthe bridge.
Why are you being like this?
I forbid you to put anyone up here.
I never stopped you from bringing anyone
home. Don't preach to me now.

Nobody stays more than 24 hours.
We agreed.

A quickie, okay.
But no live-ins.

- It's not a quickie.
- Then what is it?

Honestly, you two.
Can't you keep it down a bit?

Can't you see someone's sleeping?
Really, Quentin. You disappoint me.
I hardly recognize you.
I met him in London four years ago.
He taught me my French.