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Invader: [Unintelligible gutterspeak].

Girl: [Tells them to fuck off].

Dude: Bonjour.

Invader: Who are you?

Dude: Are you alright?

Invader: Yeah, you?

Dude: Why are you pestering her?

Invader: Because we want her Insta and she's being a diva.

Dude: So she refused?

Invader: Yeah.

Dude: So why force it if she doesn't want to?

Invader: Because we want to force it.

Dude: It won't work - that's not how you act with a woman.

Invader: Okay, but is that any of your business?

Dude: It's not my business, but it's Red's business, because he doesn't
like women being harassed.

Invader: [Obviously jittery at this point, but still trying to act hard] He can look at me like that, but it's none of his business either.

Dude: Well, eventually he's going to stop looking and he's going to intervene.

Invader: I would love to see that.

Dude: I would suggest that you leave, and we'll end it here.

Invader: We're not going anywhere. Are we going?

Invader 2: No, we're not going.

Invader: We're not going anywhere, we live here in La Rochelle.

Dude: Why are you acting like this lol?

Invader: We do what we want. Go on, fuck off with your dog, please.

Dude: Okay, watch out.

Red: Woof woof, nigger.