01x01 - Welcome to the Frenchie Store

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This programme contains sexual

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I think you're cute, but

- I don't like kissing.

- You prefer to suck?

For a summer that's hardcore,

welcome toFrenchie Shore!

We're in Cap d'Agde.

InFrenchie Shore,

we make love, not w*r.

We'll show you how to party!

I'm red-hot.

When I go out,

it's not to waste time.

He takes a look,

I take a look

My heart's on my hand

and my hand on my d*ck.

I'm speechless, speechless

Everything has a price

and to pay for nightclub tickets,

you have to work.

Work?

I thought we were here to party.

Time to work!

Are the mussels ready?

Get out of the bar! Now!

We're all hungover.

It's disgusting!

Where do we put the poop?

You ate poop.

That's not work, it's an ordeal.

I did a good job,

nothing can spoil my day.

She's snogging a guy,

I'm going to blow a fuse.

When you act crazy

in the club, admit it.

You've got a big, disgusting p*ssy!

My p*ssy isn't big!

I'm not a pariah!

I'm sincere. I speak from the heart.

I'm off, I'm off, I'm off

That'sFrenchie Shore.

We fall out,

but it always ends

with sex and f*cking.

- I'm coming.

- You're a big slag.

Yeah!

Prefer this or a 16-inch d*ck?

A 16-inch d*ck.

TheFrenchie Shorefamily

is more than a family.

You're not ready at all.

Neither am I.

Sex, sex, sex

July Max!

I'm Ouryel, very chic and very d*ck!

It's hot, chicks are hot,

I got g*ns, ciao!

I'm determined with Bébert,

so watch your backs!

I look like an angel,

but I'm a demon.

Irresistible, never disrespectful.

Enzo, on a mission

to convert all the straight boys!

I like chicks, I like sex.

No competition, I'm chill.

Girls like me are rare.

Nice to meet you, I'm Pépita.

No Nico, no party!

Hi, I'm Julie aka July.

I'm 23 and I live in Paris.

I'm a real

"always up for it" type of girl.

I'm always in a good mood.

My only religion is twerking.

I love it.

I live for partying,

for the night life.

I'm a walking tornado.

Guys can't resist me.

Even girls sometimes.

I can even turn the gays.

They're not ready.

Watch out, here comes July Max!

I can't wait!

I hope the guys will be hot.

Otherwise, it'll be boring.

I'm in my hotel room.

I'm making my final preparations:

the suitcase, the makeup.

I can't wait to get there.

I'm picking someone up.

I can't wait.

Come on. Here we go.

I don't know what to expect,

if it's a good-looking guy

If it's a girl, I hope

it won't be one of those "IF",

an Impulsive Fangirl,

if you don't know the expression.

I hope there will be

people as crazy as me.

We'll be the ten biggest party

animals in France for the holidays!

It's going to be crazy!

Why are there traffic jams here?

Could you hurry?

I'm in a hurry.

I've got an adventure to start.

I've got crazy stuff to do.

It's 40 C.

I'm getting a bit impatient.

You should know

that I'm clearly not biodegradable.

My body is mainly made

of plastic substances.

A lot of plastic,

because it's fantastic.

So I'd like not to turn up

melted like a marshmallow.

There's no one to entertain me.

Gentlemen!

I hope it's a guy, I'm horny.

I haven't f*cked in a month,

I can't take it anymore. I'm horny.

My name's Ouryel, I'm 24

and I'm from Lyon.

In everyday life,

I'm an assertive woman.

No hang-ups

a total exhibitionist.

I'm naked from morning to night.

I love sex. I'm not ashamed of it.

I exude sex.

Where there's c*ck,

there's Ouryel.

I like drama. I'm an eccentric,

excessive person.

My thing is being happy.

Wherever I go, whatever I do,

I'm never forgotten!

Great, it's a girl!

Hi, there.

Is this FrenchieShore?

I see a blonde

on the sidewalk,

by the sea.

She's hot. I've got it sussed.

TheFrenchie Shore,

I spotted her right away.

- How are you doing?

- Look at you, gorgeous!

- You too, darling! I'm Julie.

- Ouryel, nice to meet you.

- You're beautiful!

- How are you?

- Ready forFrenchie Shore?

- I wanted a guy but a friend's fine.

- I'm hot for it, as usual.

- Let's get your suitcase in the car.

We got on right away. It was very

natural, we clicked straight off.

I won't be the only crazy one

screaming and jumping around

like I've got about

48 worms stuck to my a*s.

I need someone else going:

"Do it right now, b*tch!"

So I'm very happy.

I'm delighted to be with Julie.

Frenchie Shore

is gonna be hardcore!

And if your t*ts aren't hanging out,

you don't belong inFrenchie Shore!

Thanks!

Bit of perfume, there we go,

that's one good looking guy.

The little tattoo.

I'm going to wreak havoc.

Hi, everyone.

My name's Tristan, 24.

I live in Montpellier.

I love to party,

always up for going out.

I love women, sex.

Women love me.

I'm very open-minded.

I want women to open up,

know what I mean?

I grew up in Cap d'Agde,

with the naturist beaches.

I can tell you I've had

a lot of sexual experiences.

My goal in this show

is to f*ck all of them,

to wreak havoc,

turn their brains inside out.

I want them thinking

about nothing but me.

I'm taking my little shirt

that suits me,

and my little lucky charm,

my golf ball, so I never miss

a shot or a hole.

We're good. We're gonna rock this!

I'm really motivated.

I'm determined

to sleep with all of them.

I can't wait to find out what

they're like: brunettes, blondes,

tall or short.

Honestly, I'm not fussy.

If there's a woman,

she's mine.

We're ready!

If there's a sentimental one,

he'll be disappointed.

His little heart will be broken.

Poor dude.

We can't wait to get to the villa

so these two b*tches

can arrive and absolutely turn

this whole f*cking villa upside down.

This is it, baby!

We're here, now!

We're about to open the villa door

and start

theFrenchie Shoreadventure!

- It's so beautiful!

- It's crazy!

It's so beautiful!

- The villa is so colourful!

- I just love it!

Oh my gosh!

That villa is a rainbow. Like Picasso

took a sh*t in the house.

There are colours everywhere.

The villa is just amazing.

- I can't believe it!

- What is all this craziness?

- It's so colourful.

- Beautiful. I'm shocked.

You know, I'm shocked.

- What is that?

- We're going to make a real mess!

Happy dance, happy dance!

- What the hell?

- I just love it.

- It's so beautiful.

- I'm shocked.

Everything's amazing, we love it.

We're on fire. On fire!

There are bedrooms, look.

Without our suitcases,

so we can have a look

before they arrive.

- Let's see.

- There's a bedroom but no pool view.

- Let's look towards the pool.

- I love it.

- Fantastic.

- This one's for us!

We'll put our suitcases here.

Oh, there's a mirror.

We put our suitcases down,

we don't know who's going to show up.

They might be our friends

or our worst enemies.

I'd rather be in bed with Julie,

she's a safe bet.

The villa is incredible. It's sick.

We can close the door

and be on our own.

If we have a guy,

we'll have privacy.

Otherwise, we get a bed

and four of us get in it.

- I'll put you on it, here.

- I love it, I love it!

But what's going to happen

in these rooms?

It's going to get messy!

Look at the design of this.

- Are those c*ck?

- Dicks!

It's covered in little c*ck!

Dicks!

I hadn't noticed.

I'm fanning myself with c*ck.

Is this a new thing?

Absolutely not!

With just Julie and myself,

the villa's already on fire.

All we want is for all this energy

to get bigger and bigger.

Just like the c*ck.

I'm excited about entering the villa.

I'm looking for seduction,

f*cking, flirting, love.

I want it all, all the moods.

Hi!

- Welcome toFrenchie Shore!

- Que bonito!

- How are you?

- Welcome toFrenchie Shore.

- How are you doing?

- Great, you?

Three kisses?

You're from the South of France.

- I'm from Montpellier.

- Okay. Julie, nice to meet you.

- Tristan.

- You have a neck tattoo.

- How are you?

- Fine and you?

- You show me the villa?

- Big smile,

little tattoo.

My panties were soaked.

The minute I saw him,

I was melting.

Melting. Tristan, you're mine.

I want you and I'm going to have you.

There's the first room here.

I think this is the guys' side.

- There are two sides.

- Don't we sleep together?

- That soon?

- I don't know.

We'll sort it out quickly.

There are only solutions.

With Ouryel, there's never a problem.

That's your guy zone right there.

Julie and Ouryel

look like a lot of fun,

hot but not too headstrong.

I'm going to have fun

with these two women.

I'll try to get them all without

getting caught. That's the hard part.

We haven't shared

theFrenchie Shoreline.

Frenchie Shore,

it's hardcore.

And if your t*ts aren't hanging out,

you don't belong inFrenchie Shore.

- It's long.

- Add your sentence. It's long?

France means elegance.

Frenchie Shoremeans hardcore.

What did I want to add?

OnFrenchie Shore,it's sex we adore.

Do you feel it?

You can tell he's hot. He arrives,

straight off, he's hot. We get it.

He's got something. He's cute.

He's cute.

It's great, isn't it?

What are your expectations?

What mood are you in?

You arrive, good looking,

with your neck tattoo,

you caught my eye

with your orange outfit.

- You think I'm handsome?

- Definitely.

Totally my type. I don't talk sh*t,

I tell it like it is.

We're here to wreck it.

- We like that. Let's go to the front.

- What are you here for?

I'm here to do what I do in life:

do crazy sh*t, get laid.

That's a good summary.

In a few hours,

maximum a few days,

but I don't think so,

what will happen

will happen.

Honestly, I hope she likes it

and that she's the first on my list.

Hi everyone.

My name is Melvin, I'm 24,

I live in Garches, near Paris.

I'm unpredictable.

With me, anything can happen

and I really have no limits.

Sex is a big part of my life.

If there's no sex, there's no Melvin.

If there's two arms,

two legs and a hole,

I'm good to go.

I love f*cking.

I live to party. My life is a party

and I'm one of the biggest

partiers in France.

Expect the worst

and the best.

Frenchie Shore,here I come.

Hope the girls are all hot and sexy

because I want to f*ck them all.

- Was that a knock?

- Hey!

Hi, there.

- How are you?

- Melvin, nice to meet you.

- Welcome toFrenchie.How are you?

- How are you?

- I'm fine. You are?

- Ouryel.

- Nice to meet you, bro. Tristan.

- You're okay, bro?

I'm going to eat them all.

I'm just trying to calm down

my fanny gallops for Tristan

then the door opens again,

and I see another young man arrive.

No instant crush like Tristan,

but a bad-boy energy

I like it all the same.

We'll see. To be continued.

For me, so far, it's not great.

I'm disappointed.

Bring me a guy,

my God, bring me a guy.

- Where are you girls from?

- I'm from Lyon.

- And you?

- Paris. I'm originally from Nimes.

- There's not much sun in Lyon.

- You're joking, right?

You'll be our ray of sunshine here.

Yes, you've got it.

My life!

- Can we look around?

- Yes, sure.

See the bedrooms?

I'm hyperactive,

- I'll be talking and moving a lot.

- So am I.

I'm discovering Ouryel.

She's hot, apparently.

I love her mood.

I can't wait to discover more.

Little Julie, I'll f*ck her.

I'm not lying to you.

She's tanned, she's like a little bug

by the side of the road.

You want to pick her up, kiss her

and take care of her.

My name is Kara, I'm 24

and I'm from Paris.

I have a rather gentle personality

but beware of the quiet ones.

If you push me, you'll find me.

Don't let that sweet voice

and beautiful face fool you. Really.

I like to have fun,

I like to flirt, seduce.

Most of the time,

you either love me right away

and want to eat my p*ssy,

or you hate me.

There's no in-between.

It's one or the other.

- Hi!

- Hello.

I love it!

- Kara, nice to meet you.

- Julie. You look so beautiful!

Gorgeous, I love it.

- You're a knockout.

- Thank you. You both are too.

- Hello.

- Hi. Kara.

Don't start kissing me.

- Nice to meet you.

- She didn't seem to agree.

- Melvin.

- So, Melvin.

What's your name again?

- Tristan.

- Tristan, Melvin.

I'm very bad with names.

- Don't worry.

- I will get there.

- July.

- Julie.

- Ouryel.

- Ouryel.

- Kara.

- Kara.

Like a carat of gold?

- Like karaoke?

- No?

Kara's okay.

Kara's my style.

Luscious, I love that.

- Welcome to theFrenchie Shore.

- Thanks.

Single? In a couple?

We didn't ask you.

- I'm single.

- Okay.

- Is everyone single?

- Is that even a question?

- Yeah, who knows? It's possible.

- How long have you been single?

Almost six months.

I just got out of

a long relationship of eight years.

- Awful.

- No, it was great.

They've got so much energy.

They seem to be in the right mood.

Probably just like me.

It's OK for me.

Kara, what's your angle?

Are you heterosexual? Bisexual?

- 100% straight. I love c*ck. But

- Yes!

- But

- Great!

But girls are attractive.

I watch a lot of girl porn.

Have you ever tried it with a girl?

No. Actually,

I've already done something,

once with a couple, two girls,

- but it wasn't satisfying.

- Same thing.

- I needed a man.

- It happened once. It's not for me.

- It's just foreplay.

- Yes, we like c*ck.

- Bodies, guys, abs, dicks.

- I'm not into eating pussies.

The girls in this house

are pretty, but

I don't eat p*ssy, and I don't like

having my p*ssy eaten, so

I'll have to make do

with the men in the house.

No choice.

I sound like such a b*tch!

I know you'll miss me.

I'll miss you too.

You can't scream

more than these people.

My name's Iris,

I'm 23 and I come from Vendee.

In life, I'm cheerful, caring

and courageous. I'm the funniest girl

you'll ever meet.

I have nothing but energy to spare.

My breasts are original.

I'm a totally natural girl.

I have no plastic in me. If I die

in a forest, I won't pollute it.

I have a fiery personality.

Frenchie Shore,

here I come.

What am I getting myself into?

I'm meeting someone at the station.

I have no idea who they are.

I could just go to the station

and pick up a random person.

They'll be,

"What are you doing?"

Anyway, the heat is wiping me out.

I'm sweating all the way down

to my a*s. I can't take it anymore.

My name is Enzo, I'm 21.

I live in Marignane, near Marseilles.

In everyday life,

I'm very hyperactive.

I'm very irritating

and I can really annoy people.

I'm very demanding

and my style of guy

really is Maghrebi, mixed race

or black. Someone virile.

I'm the crazy one,

I don't want someone less manly

or I'd go out with a girl.

I'm here to be

a ray of light in this villa.

It's so hot.

- Hi. How are you?

- Just great.

- Enzo, nice to meet you.

- Nice to meet you, Iris.

At the station, I knew right away

who the person in front of me was.

A girl with a really eccentric look.

Futuristic make-up.

Her piercing was so shiny,

I could have seen it from the moon.

I'm a ball of energy. I want to

Ah!

We're going to smash it.

We'll arrive in a frenzy.

Even I have too much energy.

I've channelled it

and I have to give it all back now.

What do you think the villa's like?

I think it's big

with several storeys.

- I think there'll be a way to

- I hope the toilet is a bit isolated,

I'm a bit shy of a shy pooper.

With Enzo, there's an instant

connection. We're both

in good moods, with a zest

for life. We talk the same way.

I thought, if I get in with him,

everything's going to work out.

- Here we go, guys!

- Here we go.

- This is going to be amazing!

- Let's go!

- This is so beautiful.

- It's so chill.

- It's amazing.

- The orange door.

- You're so beautiful.

- Hey, guys.

- You're so beautiful!

- Enzo, nice to meet you.

- The voice of the south.

- You're too beautiful.

You're all so beautiful!

All I can see in front of me are fake

boobs My eyes almost popped out

they were that huge, but the girls

seemed nice and with good vibes.

What's this? What's this?

You really think

I'm going to stand here?

- Go in with your clothes on!

- Come on, Enzo!

The decor is amazing.

A multi-coloured villa.

My eyes popped out.

Dazzling people, really well dressed.

Good vibes, right from the start.

Tequila!

First shot of the adventure!

Frenchie Shore,let's get one down.

I may throw up. I warn you.

- Lemon.

- You didn't even wait for us.

I just love it. So good.

Hi everyone, I'm Théo.

I'm 22 and I live in Villepinte,

in the suburbs of Paris.

I go out a lot.

I think everyone's the same,

but I admit

I take it to the extreme.

I'm hot as f*ck.

I like sex so much,

I'm basically addicted.

The girls aren't ready.

I'm going to wreak havoc.

I'm coming into the game,

I'm not going to spell it out

for you,

I will f*ck everything that moves.

And even everything

that doesn't move.

b*stard, you took my shot!

- Hi!

- Hey, guys.

How are you? Julie, aka July.

- Julie, your future wife.

- Ouryel, nice to meet you.

- I'm Théo.

- Hi, Théo.

How you doing, man?

I'm on fire!

Théo, she was waiting for you.

Saved! So who comes in?

A mixed race guy!

Finally! I was getting bored.

So happy! I'm saved,

There's a guy for me.

I think we were expecting each other.

Babies, babies, lots of babies.

Julie, she's hot.

I like that so much,

she's totally my kind of girl.

She's not ready

for what I'll do to her.

Julie cuts the salt, the lemon.

She's doing everything for Théo.

I was already hot,

but now that Théo's here, I'm dying.

I'm going to die, all right.

- Shall we show you around?

- I don't feel well. I'm too hot.

- Do you want me to cool you down?

- Where?

I'm sorry.

Don't look at me like that. We're not

married. She's beautiful, go for it.

- We'll do it when she's not here.

- What did you say?

Just kidding.

- You won't let me see other girls?

- I'm all wet and sweaty.

You're going to let me

see other girls, aren't you?

- No?

- Yes, I will.

- You're not sure?

- Yes, I'm sure.

You're not sure.

I'll have to think about it.

Yes, you will, but then

I have a temper.

if I'm not happy, that's it.

- I'll never forget you.

- Oh, you won't?

- Never.

- Okay.

I want to sleep with you,

but we'll be together for a month.

- That's too fast.

- You want me already?

- I must whiff of something good.

- Yes.

I'm hot, I'm very hot.

Tristan, you're making me hot.

We've already raised the temperature.

You're going to make some jealous.

I'll have to wait and see

who's the last one.

- Is that how you make up your mind?

- Just kidding.

I know. We've got a month.

We don't know what will happen.

- Who's your favourite?

- You are.

- Me? No one else?

- No, it's you.

That's right, it's you.

You're 100% my style.

The tattoos, the style You're

my style a billion percent. Right on.

sh*t. Got to hold back.

My p*ssy's only desire is to welcome

him and show him round my caves.

I'm close to getting down

on all fours to get

the best doggy style of my life.

I'm Pépita, I'm 22 and I'm from Lyon.

I make jokes all the time

but if something gets on my nerves,

I'm easily riled.

I love myself.

I'm the centre of my world,

and I can't look at myself

in the mirror, or I'll want myself.

I live at night,

I'm the midnight sun.

I'm Pepi-star,

I shine a thousand lights.

I dance, I drink,

you can't hold me back. I'm tiny,

but I'll wreck for the house.

Frenchie Shore,Pépita's coming in!

It's so heavy,

it's like my ex's corpse.

It's beautiful.

Hello, team!

- July, nice to meet you.

- Pépita.

Pépita is the name of my shisha.

- What?

- I called my shisha Pépita.

- Show me a little respect!

- How are you, my beauty?

Here comes Pépita, a little blonde.

She's totally my kind of girl.

I already want to f*ck three of them.

The holidays are going to be hot!

- I like your piercing, Pépita.

- You've already seen it?

He's got quite the eye.

He's got quite the eye. Right?

There are some little hound dogs.

And some hotties, including me.

I think there's going to be

a lot of flirting this summer.

What should I drink?

- Come here, sweetie.

- I'm sober, I don't really like it.

- Come on.

- Let's go.

- Pépita, I'll see you later.

- Maybe, if you're lucky.

What's the matter with you?

Go drink your booze, Orangina.

- He's hot, it's normal.

- He gets hot with everyone.

I really only have eyes for Tristan

and I don't want any girl

to take my place.

I'm number one.

Who's taking Ouryel's place?

- Pépita, I'll get you a drink.

- What a gentleman.

- I'm joking, Ouryel.

- The house is incredible.

The house is incredible. For real.

It's full of colour, I love it.

Go ahead, pour a glass.

Come on, show me how you do it.

Tristan really wants to serve Pépita

a drink. Go on, pour her a drink.

Show me how you do it,

- I'm a waitress.

- Why are you reacting like that?

With Ouryel,

I want an open relationship.

I'm not going to get pissed

if she's seeing other guys,

but I feel she's not

in that state of mind.

As soon as I talk to or look

at a girl, she's coming for me.

I don't think I'm going to like that.

I'm like a bee, I need to go

from flower to flower

and take all the honey I can.

What's that thing?

That's my blankie.

There's my pacifier.

- I can see you suck.

- You wish!

- Do you know each other?

- No.

It sounds very fluid, passionate.

- Me and her?

- Yeah. There's something between you.

- Come on, own it up!

- I love your dress.

- I own everything up.

- We know each other.

- No!

- You're my ex from Lyon.

What a liar! I never gave you

the time of day, baby.

We saw each other everyday.

I want to get into the pool

to cool down.

There's already sexual tension,

torrid tensions There's too much

weird tension around me.

It's hard to manage.

I'm tensed, actually.

- Why are you bruised?

- Aren't you afraid of the answer?

- I have some pretty rough sex.

- Really?

- Yeah, really.

- That's what we like.

She's got bruises on her legs.

I guess she likes it

when it kicks off.

It didn't fall on deaf ears.

If she's feeling a little down

and needs

a little pick-me-up,

a little sex, I'm there.

- I don't know where my bed is.

- You tackled me, Pépita.

- I'm just kidding. Humour is free.

- A little kiss.

- Do you think I'm easy?

- On the cheek. I didn't say I will

- eat your a*s.

- You should be kissing my cheek.

I love it.

Tristan, I find him handsome. I love

his energy, I love his mentality,

but he's a bit too confident.

I'm going to love bringing him down.

but it looks like

he's already found his match.

- I was too hot.

- Jesus, Mary, Joseph.

- Who you're trying to turn on?

- Where is she?

- Him!

- I'm a nudist.

I'm making an effort putting on

a thong for you.

- She knows we're in Cap d'Agde.

- She's in the right mood!

When we'll go to the naturist beach,

you won't be out of place.

I'm a total exhibitionist.

Over the next few hours,

they're going to realise

that I'm number one

when it comes to nudism. I can't wait

to run around naked and trip over

Tristan's great big c*ck.

Oh my God! I really do mean it!

Stop!

- My darlings!

- Baby, I'm so hot.

The suitcases have arrived!

- Where are they?

- Here!

Everyone in their swimsuits

in the pool!

The suitcases!

We're off to a great start,

they wanted

the biggest partygoers in France,

and that's what they're getting.

The suitcases! The suitcases!

This place reeks of sex, no barriers,

no holding back.

This summer,

we're going to smash it!

Vamos a la playa

A mí me gusta bailar

El ritmo de la noche

Sounds of fiesta

You're all too quiet.

My p*ssy's falling out

of my bathing suit.

One side of my p*ssy was in New York

and the other in Thailand.

Doesn't matter in Cap d'Agde.

I look around me, at the people,

the villa, I say to myself,

are we really going

to live for a month

with all these crazy people?

I really feel

there's going to be

a million stories, a huge mess.

You're not ready for this

and I'm not either.

Shall we have a little scream?

Frenchie Shore!

Mummy.

It's bad!

I see girls,

I see the moon in broad daylight,

I see asses.

I see asses twerking everywhere,

on the floor,

in the pool.

Soon there are more asses

than there are people.

We like it, we like it!

We like it deep!

I'm the queen of twerking, okay?

Thank you.

Julie doesn't know it yet,

but she's my favourite.

She doesn't know it.

She doesn't know it.

- Want to dance a bit?

- I'm okay,

but I think you dance

better than I do. I think so.

I'm more one to watch.

Look, Julie, look.

I'm more one to watch, you know?

Julie, Théo!

I've got my mixed-race, I'm fine!

With Julie, there's a good vibe.

I feel she likes me.

It's going to sparkle.

It's bound to come off.

In my bed, she'll be there,

no question about it.

Ouryel's a*s makes me so hot.

Every time, I wonder if it's the sun

or because she's wearing a bikini.

I'm definitely going to eat her.

That's what they want to do.

My Tristan, I kiss him,

I take his mouth.

and I feel how hot he is.

I can feel him

wanting to f*ck me right now.

I think our wild beasts souls

are coming together perfectly.

That's my f*cking perfect match.

I see Ouryel twerking on Tristan.

They're making the most

of their buccal ecosystems.

The koala and the eucalyptus

won't split up.

It's going to take a backhoe

to separate them.

I don't get it.

I know I talk a lot,

I even wear myself out.

So at 6pm, I don't want

to hear my voice anymore.

Tell me if I talk too much

and I'll stop.

- What are you doing?

- I'm putting on lip gloss.

To do what? To kiss who?

If I wear lipstick,

it means I'm not kissing anyone.

- You're using too much.

- Put it on me, please?

I don't know how.

I'm not a gentleman.

I can see that.

Do you like this colour?

Pinkish brown?

It depends. Does it stain?

If you kiss me,

my mouth will be like this?

You think

you're lucky enough for a kiss?

- No, not yet.

- That's right, not yet.

We're really not here

to sit and wait.

I'm here to charm,

to see what people are made of,

and to go deeper

if there's a way to go deeper.

- This is f*cking k*lling me.

- What, baby?

I like Tristan so much.

- Really? You do?

- Yes.

- Already?

- I just knew it.

- Too much already?

- Yes.

I told him, if a girl touches you,

I'll knock her down.

- "I'll knock her down."

- I'm too much

The mere idea

of him flirting with girls

makes me want to slap him.

Just the thought of him

smiling at another girl

makes me want to rip his teeth out.

I want to tie him down.

He's my Tristan.

We don't know each other that well,

but I know that if tomorrow,

he tries to seduce you,

you'll say no,

because you know how it is for me.

Did you see how I was with Théo

when he arrived?

I've put you forward!

He's going to hit on me,

but I won't touch him.

If Théo talks to me,

I'll hit on him for you.

That's it.

Without wanting

to disappoint Ouryel, truly,

I think that

as the days go by in here,

over a misunderstanding,

a drunken evening, some laughter,

I think something could

eventually happen with Tristan.

I'm really unreliable. Oopsie!

You're a gorgeous couple.

- You and what's her name? Couriel?

- Ouryel.

Ouryel.

There's no couple.

There's nothing going on.

We've only known each other an hour.

You're overthinking.

It's obvious

that you're a fast-moving guy.

When you like a girl,

you'll get things done fast.

You've got nice-boy eyes.

It means you do things right.

You're not a player. When you like

a girl, you stay focused on the girl.

I respect that. No worries.

I love Kara's temperament,

because she plays the very haughty

girl who knows where she's going,

but at the same time,

she's a bit lost.

I like the kind of girl who's used

to dealing with men like that.

Shall we get to know each other

in the bathroom?

We are. I'm a bad girl,

but you're a good boy.

You're a bad girl?

What's with the accent? "Bad girl!"

And physically, am I your type?

Has anyone stood out for you?

Honestly

I'm more about personality, the aura.

The fact that you're cute,

that's going to make me wet,

but that you've got that thing

in your personality

that makes you

different from the others,

that's what's going to make me come.

You know what I mean?

- So, you kind of came here.

- Come meaning orgasming.

- Do you understand what I mean?

- I do now.

We've been here 15 minutes,

no one belongs to anyone.

If someone made a move,

it's not my problem.

I see in his eyes

he's hitting on me. I'm flirting too.

I want to see where it goes.

- You see, I like that.

- Look what you've done to me.

I'll tell your girl.

There are no coincidences in life.

She spills alcohol on her breasts.

Gently, I'm there,

licking her breasts

to remove the alcohol

and clean them.

I k*ll two birds with one stone

and everyone's happy.

- I'm going to tell your girlfriend.

- Why do you want to tell her?

- Why?

- You're just asking for trouble.

Okay. Tell her that.

- You're in trouble.

- Okay, I see.

I wasn't really going to tell her,

but you make me want to be mean.

You make me want to

- bring drama into the house.

- Don't.

I'm not thinking about Ouryel

at this point, because honestly,

I don't give a sh*t.

I'm very horny, I really want to f*ck

and it felt good

to have him lick my t*ts.

Where have you been all this time?

- You don't want to know.

- What?

Now I really want to know.

Kara! Tell me!

- You don't want to know.

- Why are you being a prude?

Sit down. What's happened?

- You don't want to know!

- What's going on with you?

- Your boyfriend told me not to tell.

- Please, come on. No secrets, girl.

I see Kara,

I sense ambiguity with Tristan.

They're staring at each other.

I really want to probe Kara.

I want to know what she's thinking.

Just tell me,

did Tristan come on strong to you?

Don't make faces, we're defending

girls. Just tell the truth.

- Go on. What's your question?

- Did he really come on to you openly?

- Maybe.

- What? Maybe? There's no maybe.

Did he or didn't he?

- Maybe he did.

- Answer!

I thought his behaviour was unclear.

- Let's go swimming!

- I'm talking to Kara.

Tell your girlfriend that

I asked her: did he come on to you?

- I said no.

- She won't position herself.

- I said no.

- We didn't make a pass at each other.

It's yes or no.

I don't owe Ouryel anything.

You're not my mother to come and ask

what happened with so-and-so.

Talk to your boyfriend,

don't talk to me.

You're behaving like a jealous tr*mp.

What, a tr*mp?

Why am I jealous of you?

- I don't give a sh*t.

- You're acting weird.

Your boyfriend

licked my t*ts earlier.

See, you didn't tell me.

You're a liar. You're a hypocrite.

- I'm telling you now!

- Because I came to see you.

- Stop! Stop!

- What are you looking at?

- Stop!

- Stop it, Kara.

Let me go!

Move over, bro. What the hell?

- Where are we?

- How long will this last?

It's crazy.

Yelling like fishermen.

All over the place. Unbelievable.

- A real mess.

- A real mess.

She pushed you,

it doesn't mean you're weak.

- She pushed me.

- I know she did.

- She pushed me.

- It's true.

She pushed me!

Ouryel, if I catch you,

I'll f*ck your mother!

Keep going, keep going

and you're out!

Your man licked my t*ts while you

weren't looking and you're disgusted!

If I see your boy and I want him,

I'll take him.

I'll do what I want to do

and no one can tell me anything.

You flat-assed tr*mp!

My face is more expensive

than your little toe,

you f*cking twat.

I'm sexy and you're disgusted.

They want me, not you.

tr*mp, with your big,

disgusting p*ssy!

Come and eat my disgusting p*ssy.

No, not on your life!

It stinks of fish, Ouryel, get lost.

Yours is down to your feet.

f*ck you.

I don't have a big p*ssy.

I really take it as a sexist,

very misogynistic insult from a girl.

It's not fat.

My p*ssy isn't fat.

I've got it all figured out,

Frenchie Shorestarts now!

She's a f*cking idiot.

The Kara-Ouryel fight, honestly.

A real hens fight.

They won't lose feathers,

just their implants. Ridiculous.

If I'd expected her to push me,

- I'd have hit her by now.

- You're not here to hit each other.

Seriously, she pushes me?

Wait, I'll show you

how she pushed me.

She pushed me with her pecs.

I fell over because they're so hard!

- I want to be pushed too.

- Push us!

- We'd like to be pushed.

- Go ahead, push me. Push me!

Afterwards, you went too far.

I don't know if you're drunk or not,

but you got all mad for nothing.

- I'm not drunk. She pushed me.

- She pushed you, all right.

She wants to fight over some guy's

d*ck she hasn't even tasted yet.

I'm not trying to blame

Kara or Ouryel,

I don't necessarily care

who's right, who's wrong.

I want them to talk

and for us all to move forward.

The two of you are like atom bombs.

Two bombs shouldn't get mixed up.

- Yes, I have a big p*ssy.

- It's not necessarily a bad thing.

- It's not big!

- It's big, but it's good.

- Big pussies feel more.

- Sit down.

- You've got a big p*ssy, that's okay.

- I haven't seen yours yet, darling.

- I don't have a big p*ssy.

- How do you know?

- Again? You're going too far.

- Honestly, I'm laughing with you.

I'm telling you your big p*ssy

is fine, don't do this to me.

What you did to me, maybe you didn't

mean to, but it's the first time

there's been a girl or a guy who's

pushed me and I've done nothing.

It's the first time.

It's the first time

I've been so insulted.

We're the same.

When I see her, all these emotions,

when she pushes me,

when she talks to me about anything,

it frustrates me a little,

but I'm going to be a big girl.

I'm going to be the smartest

person in the situation.

Sometimes you just have to not react

with your emotions and let it go.

I had nothing against you. Let me

explain. When I came with a question

about Tristan, it wasn't jealousy.

I'm the first to make everyone

- feel good about themselves.

- You did make me happy earlier.

- You said, "You look great."

- And I meant it.

Okay, fine, and I'm glad you did.

But you called me ugly.

You were unfair with me.

I think she may not

have a lot of self-confidence,

just as I don't necessarily

have self-confidence all the time.

She has her defence mechanisms,

like I do.

Alas, I had to get my claws out,

and assert myself as I am.

I don't understand girls

who make fun of other girls' looks.

- It really pisses me off.

- I did it because you pushed me.

I wouldn't have said

all those things to you.

I really do have a problem

with intolerance.

Stop crying.

You don't know my life.

The day I'll bring it up,

I swear you're going to say "sh*t".

Do I regret doing it? No.

But that doesn't mean I wanted

to hurt her feelings.

Big p*ssy doesn't mean bad.

Long live the camel toe.

Hashtag camel toe.

I'll overlook

the fact that you pushed me.

I hope you'll get over the fact

that I insulted you.

Had it been the other way around,

I would have criticized you.

- Exactly.

- I know it's OK.

Now that we've said

what we said, it's okay.

I think we misunderstood each other.

She behaves in ways that make me

wonder, "Who does she think she is?"

But she's not a bad person.

Let's bury the hatchet

and go for a shot.

It's sunny, it's hot,

we're in a crazy villa,

we might as well have fun.

Let's clear the air. Everything's

cool. You're in and out of my life,

I don't know you anymore.

Ouryel, stop.

Don't call me Ouryel, I'm nobody.

- You're nobody? Stop that.

- I don't want to be someone to you.

Nobody, stop it. Really, nobody.

You don't deserve

to be someone in my life.

My history and who I am today don't

deserve you taking space in my life.

I've fought too hard in

my life to have a guy like that.

How's it gonna be

if we establish a relationship?

I know I'll bring girls from parties.

She'll take them by the neck,

stick their heads in water,

it'll be a mess.

It's normal, I drive them all crazy,

I'm used to it. I mean, look at me.

Wow, I acted g*y.

I did that.

I understand why you're upset.

But earlier, you reacted badly.

I don't care if I reacted badly,

I'm excessive.

- So you better stay away from me.

- No, I don't want to.

- We can still be friends.

- You think I want to be your friend?

Have you mistaken me for a pet?

You like a lot of girls,

let's go out.

Ouryel, honestly,

I didn't like seeing you like that.

- It won't be the last time.

- You cried. I don't like that.

Tristan is a guy

I can get attached to very quickly,

maybe too quickly.

If I get too attached

to a guy like that,

I'm the one who's going to pay,

with heartache.

I don't know if I'm ready for that.

I don't trust you anymore.

The truth is, I like you too much.

Too much.

You're my kind of guy,

you're funny, I like your style.

Whatever happens, happens. Chill.

Get dressed up.

I won't stop having fits if girls

approach you, I swear.

Give me something

to dream about. Dress in black.

I'm coming, see you later.

If things work out with Tristan,

we'll see.

Anyway, Ouryel's staying put.

Ouryel is energetic, she's full on,

she needs to laugh, to scream,

she needs to cry.

Welcome toFrenchie Shore.

After all these little adventures,

I propose a toast

to theFrenchie Shore.

Let's toast!

One, two, three.Frenchie Shore!

It's the first night and I can't wait

to see how everyone behaves,

how everyone is and, above all,

to drink and twerk.

I want a little kiss though.

Just a little, tiny one.

It's okay, tensions are down.

I don't want her to forget my lips.

I thought you were naked.

I'm disappointed.

Melvin and I

are hot as hell,

so we decide to go for a swim.

Since it's past midnight,

we took the liberty

of not wearing much

as far as clothes.

Heat.

Pépita, to be honest, it's starting

to get a bit hot down there,

she can't see much,

being on the lounger, but honestly,

it's starting to get hot and

But I'm enjoying the game between us.

Here, we're in direct contact,

we're body to body,

there's nothing blocking the energy.

I'm receptive to Melvin's

game cos I need affection.

I'm a cuddly girl, but this isn't a

guy I'd look twice at in the street.

It's just out of frustration,

until I find someone in a nightclub.

What had to happen, happened.

Firstbesito con mi mamacita.

I like that.

She likes it too.

Who's that? What?

Suddenly, a ball of energy

enters the villa.

I don't understand it at all.

I don't understand who it is.

I don't believe it!

It's Nico, my ex.

My ex is entering the villa.

Wait, this is crazy. I'm shocked.

I'm so happy.

My f*cking God! I f*cking love it!

Hi. I'm Nicolas, 24,

from Paris and Ibiza.

I'm here inFrenchie Shoreto party,

to meet many people

because I love life.

There is no bigger

party animal than me.

I love sex.

I love people.

I'm pansexual, which means

I'm attracted to everyone.

It can be guys, girls,

transsexuals.

I'm pan and I love life.

Frenchie Shore,

I'm coming, you're not ready.

- My ex.

- Nice to meet you.

- This is your ex?

- Yes, it is.

It's her ex!

I know. It's clear. Everybody knows.

Even the blind man has seen.

The ex comes out of nowhere.

You weren't supposed to be here.

You come out of nowhere, bro.

So, this is my ex, Nico.

- We were together for two years.

- Yes, two years.

Julie is in a couple.

Damn, she's in a couple?

f*ck! For how long?

- Speak to the person concerned.

- Which one

is Julie's boyfriend?

- The cute mixed-race guy.

- Yes!

How are you, man?

You're on fire!

I'm on fire.

The fact that Julie

is with Théo today

doesn't scare me at all,

because I know who I am.

Wait, wait. Did you come here today

as a single man

or to win Julie back?

Right now, I'm single.

Could something happen

between you again today?

I don't know, bro.

Yes or no?

I don't like "I-don't-knows."

Maybe, maybe not.

You aren't closed

to something happening?

I'm not closed to anything.

I'm shocked.

Nicolas arriving,

I see it as a cat among the pigeons,

it's unexpected.

It was a straight line,

it's done, and bam,

big change of atmosphere. Boom!

I don't like it. I don't like it.

Your story sounds unfinished.

Looks like your story isn't finished.

- Anyway, we're fine.

- Yes, exactly.

- Don't bust a nut, we're fine.

- Yes! It's like we're twins.

We're sisters,

we're brothers, we're cousins,

we're related, bro.

We're everything.

My Nico,

he's someone I really like.

He's in my inner circle.

When we're out and about,

we're always

giving each other kisses.

We love it.

Are you straight? Bi?

- I'm everything.

- He's bisexual.

- Me too.

- We're all of it.

I love this!

The four of us

It's going to be so hot!

TheShorefamily, I love the energy.

They want to f*ck,

they want to meet people.

That's all I want.

Good evening.

- What?

- Welcome.

There's Antonin!

I'm sitting quietly

on the couch. Suddenly,

I see a guy coming in.

"A new arrival?"

I see Antonin, I don't understand.

What's he doing

in the villa?

Ladies and gentlemen, how's it going?

Great, how are you?

I'm great.

You might know me, or not,

I'm Antonin Portal.

I'm a restaurateur.

Not so long ago,

I was in your shoes myself,

a few years ago.

I'm going to be here,

in this adventure,

to support you.

As you can imagine,

everything here comes at a price.

And in order to enjoy Cap d'Agde,

you're going to have to work.

I'll take my credit card,

don't worry.

Work? Work? But right now,

I'm on vacation! I'm relaxing.

In my schedule,

I can show you the diary,

it never says work.

Yes, as you can imagine,

you've got to pay

for the nightclub tickets

and to fill the fridge.

You can imagine

- Fill that fridge, bro.

- You can imagine,

that you're not going

to stand all day in flip-flops

by the pool.

I understand, I was your age,

I've been in your shoes.

I'm well aware that you'd rather

party than work,

but let's get something straight.

Working here is not an option,

it's an obligation. Agreed?

Let's keep this simple.

If I get any complaints from

managers, restaurateurs, anyone

who's on site while you're working,

there'll be consequences.

I want you to know that, above all,

I'm here to support you,

but it's a give-and-take situation.

I had no ambition whatsoever

to start getting off my butt

to start doing

I don't know what, housework

or crazy jobs.

I was going to enjoy my vacation.

Now I'm told I'll have to work,

and work hard,

because at any moment,

I could f*ck off home to Marseilles.

I'm gutted.

I don't know what to think.

I'm f*cking pissed

Of course,

I've saved the best for last.

Iris, Pépita,

Julie, Nico

and Enzo,

from tomorrow morning at 10.30am,

you're expected at a beach club

on the coast

Shut the f*ck up!

To work with a smile.

Is this a joke? At 10am?

I'm going to have to work?

I clearly didn't sign up for this.

I came here to relax

and be the princess that I am.

So this adventure isn't going to be

all fun and games,

it's not going to be all chill.

I'll leave you to it.

Have a great evening.

The first evening is important.

I'm counting on you to party,

to get to know each other.

- Come party with us!

- To help you do that,

- I've put a bottle over there.

- Champagne?

Enjoy. I'll see you soon.

Have a good evening.

After this crazy day,

chaos, clashes,

lots of stuff, encounters,

emotions, this evening.

I have to get up to go to work

tomorrow? Is this a joke?

Tomorrow, I'm waking up at 9:30

and going to work at 10.

I'm already dying in here.

I don't know how I'll cope.

I don't feel like working.

I just want to party.

Kara?

Yes, what did you want to tell me?

- I wanted to lick your t*ts again.

- You want to lick my t*ts again?

- Go tell your girlfriend that.

- What if she says yes?

If she says yes, you can.

The way I see it, we could have been

kissing the whole time.

You're treating me

like your mistress,

like your secretary.

When your girlfriend isn't here,

you feel like talking to me and say,

"We could have kissed."

We definitely could have. We could

have, if you'd positioned yourself.

- Position yourself.

- Let me think,

I'll position myself.

For me, the ideal would be

that I manage to sleep with both

quickly so that

the storm passes quickly.

After that, it's time for the sun.

- Kisses.

- Rock, paper, scissors, Kara.

No If I lose

I'll kiss you if you admit it

in front of your girlfriend.

No.

He's getting hot!

Not with what happened today.

Yeah, I admit it.

I don't know much

about Tristan, honestly,

but I know a player when I see one.

I'm the queen of players.

I invented the game, I set the rules.

Are you proposing

an alternation of girlfriends?

- And what am I?

- Week A.

- Who's week B?

- Kara.

OK.

- I'm kidding.

- Kara!

- Kara.

- I'm kidding. Stop embarrassing me.

Come on.

He spotted the big characters.

He said,

"Week A is you, week B is Kara."

I suggested it.

Do we agree that this is impossible?

- Did you mistake me for a mistress?

- You go, girl.

I propose solutions.

I'm disappointed

you'd say such a thing

Do you prefer week A?

If she wants week A,

- I'll let her have it.

- Wait a minute!

You take it too literally.

- You're too literal.

- No, I'm so f*cking first.

Did you say that as a joke

- or were you serious?

- Just kidding.

They didn't like

my proposal too much,

even though it was the best one.

There's no fuss, everyone can eat

and it's good for everyone.

- That's not your bed, but it's mine.

- Yes.

I know what you're doing.

So, I'm sleeping here?

I'll go to bed with Théo,

we're getting along fine.

I'll curl up next to him

so I can snuggle up.

I'm saying to myself,

it's nice, let's go.

Damn, we're hot, aren't we?

Once you've taken the first step,

you've tasted the pleasure.

You just can't

Kiss after kiss, cuddle after cuddle,

spank after spank.

It's far from over.

- We're f*cking on the first night.

- No, we're not.

I won't let it happen.

Even though I really want to.

We kiss,

she starts putting

her hand down my shorts.

I can see she likes the merchandise.

I can't wait for her

to put her mouth on it,

see if she's as comfortable.

You were supposed

to be picking up cigarettes.

Yeah, I'm good.

Okay?

Yeah, let's go.

A little hand job by way of welcome.

Welcome Tristan.

Please! Look!

I'll give you a kiss on the ba*ls.

Night-night.

- You obviously want to kiss her.

- Who?

- Julie.

- You bet, bro.

Bro, what did you expect?

We were together two years,

you think someone's

going to outshine me here?

There's nobody here

who's better than me.

No one in this villa.

Nico and I are so excited,

so happy to be here,

to be together again. A kiss like

this is like a kiss on the cheek.

It's all the same. We love it.

This is us.

Ask me, I'll answer.

We're here to know each other.

I want to know I want to know

how you've been hurt.

- Know what?

- How you've been hurt.

- Hurt?

- Yeah.

I hurt my shin a week ago.

Here.

I'm kind, I'm giving you a towel.

I thought of you first,

although I'm cold.

- That's normal, you're not wet.

- Yes, I am, I'm cold.

For me, a person's wounds

make them who they are today.

Melvin is so sweet,

I really like him.

I'm waiting to see, to find out.

I'm very affectionate. I have

a bad temper, but I'm really a baby.

My personality is a way

of protecting myself.

Basically, I'm really quite normal.

I'm affectionate,

I like to cuddle, it feels good.

I'm on the sidelines with Pépita.

She wants to talk to me.

I don't really want to talk.

I feel like going

straight to the goal.

Know Bébert? Answer yes or no.

Do you know him?

- Who is Bébert? No.

- OK, fine.

Bébert? Who's that?

- It's the name I call my bro.

- Your

- Yeah.

- Your anaconda.

Melvin, I loved that moment, but all

he's interested in is f*cking.

So I may be Barbie,

but I don't want him.

I gave him a kiss,

but once I've had you,

I don't want you anymore.

- Come here.

- What?

- Come here, don't worry.

- What?

A kiss.

Go and sleep.

I've started to realise

I won't be sleeping with Pépita.

I'm a bit pissed off.

The big bad wolf

hasn't done his duty tonight.

After this sizzling,

exciting day, like Ouryel,

I think it's time to go to bed.

But what' going on? I don't know.

There's Melvin.

- That's all?

- Yeah.

I hope Pépita hasn't seen me.

I hope Ouryel won't squeal.

Because I want to snog

and I don't want her to know.

- Go on, go to sleep.

- It stays between us?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Go to sleep,

damn it, you're pissing me off.

I'm the one who's going to get

in trouble.

It's Ouryel.

I say what goes, and let's do it.

c*ck, guys,

again, again, again. No limits.

NEXT TIME

There's sexual tension with Nico.

- Why do you show off your d*ck?

- I don't.

I want to spread my an*s and

have him stick it in me all day long.

Today, you'll wait on tables.

Is he made of piss?

I have to tell you something.

My life is going to change.

I want to suck her t*ts.

- Show me your d*ck. Can I touch it?

- Sure.

It's trueFrenchie Shore.

Go get f*cked.

Come on, stop it.

Ouryel spat on me.

I'm off, I'm off.