All language subtitles for On va saimer un peu beaucoup S02E07 Marianne

Don't do it!

Benoît, look at me, please.

I can't live without you.

Marianne,

how can I make you understand?

- Benoît...
- What? What is it, dammit?

Go on, tell me you don't love me.
Tell me!

Don't do this, please!

I love you!

Let's not divorce.

We're together,

till death do us part,

darling.

Love: A Little, A Lot

Thanks for fitting me in.

I know how it feels to be busy.

I'll send the smear to the lab.

The results will take 10 days.

If I don't call, everything's fine.

That's for the mammography.

Thanks.

It's just a routine check-up.

I know, thanks, Marianne.

Benoît changed his mind.

Why?

No idea
He doesn't want a divorce.

What about you?

What do you want?

I want to keep going.

Good.

I'll call Benoît's lawyer.

- Thanks, Astrid.
- Bye.

Goodbye.

Hurry up, we're off in 5 minutes.

But Granny's not here yet
to look after Nathan.

Come on, Leo, get into turbo mode.

Why do you sleep separately?

What?

But... That's not true.

Paul?

Why do you say that?

You slept on the sofa.

It's because Dad...

Daddy was snoring...

- Dad was snoring...
- Mum couldn't sleep...

Hi, darlings! It's Granny!

It's easier with the keys.
It's less fuss for you.

What would we do without you?

It's better to have me here
than a nanny.

And it's free.

Thanks, Mum.

- Have a nice day.
- Bye, Dad!

Hi, darlings.

How's my angel?

Look at my doll's pants!

How cute.

Barristers' Chambers
Lartigues & Lorenzi

- Here.
- Thanks.

You've got conjunctivitis
or you were crying.

Paul cheated on me.

With Barbara.

I'm a cuckold!

Oh no.

The worst is...

I can't even blame him for it.

I'd like to know
what we're doing here.

We need to clear up

a misunderstanding.

What would that be?

I don't want this divorce.

That's clear, then.
My client doesn't want a divorce.

But Benoît,

my colleague must have told you,
you can't oppose this.

Of course my client can opposite it.

We'll request

a non-conciliation order.

It'll just prolong the marriage

for two years after your separation.

Is that what you want?

Please,
don't address my client directly.

Some clients have more sense
than their lawyers.

It takes two to divorce.

You're right, Astrid.

Clients can have common sense.

Goodbye.

Do you understand
your husband's change of mind?

He says he still loves me.

Do you love him?

Sometimes.

- How is it, living together?
- It's tense.

It's hardest for our son, Robin.

This is no longer by mutual consent.

You should move out.

It's our best seller.
We're not going to...

- Sorry...
- Hang on.

- Ms Lartigues is waiting.
- OK.

- Follow me.
- I'll call back.

- Hello.
- Hello.

You mustn't mention this to Michael.

Of course.

What's up? It sounded urgent.

It is, really urgent.

But have you ever thought about...

some slightly sexier make-up?

Do I look tired?

More than tired!

Anyway...

- We've got a problem.
- Do you want a divorce?

No, we want do de-adopt Kevin.

Then see Mr Kechiouche,
he's through there.

No, I don't want him again.

You were right.

Michael just wouldn't listen.

Tell me what's wrong with Kevin.

Well, here's what happened:

one morning we woke up
and we were alone in bed.

Kevin had gone.

What can I do?

Breaking up is hard enough,

but he wants us to support him,
as his parents.

Adopting a lover was a bad idea.

It was the first and last time!

Will you help?

Goodbye, Graziella.

- Kiss.
- Ah, yes.

Bye.

Knock first.

You set my clients up for a fall!

- Who?
- Graziella and Michael.

- Kevin's parents.
- Ah, yes.

I'd love to watch them.

Wouldn't you?

But I couldn't find anything online.

Kevin left them.
He wants maintenance.

I know.
I'm representing him.

- I'm joking!
- I'm not.

Calm down.
What's the matter?

- Graziella and Michael...
- Michael!

Thanks to me,
Graziella and Michael,

are still with us.

They called you, that proves it.

The names?

You're the best.

Really?

That complicates things.

Sweet.

I owe you one.

- Night, Roxane.
- Sofia!

I looked at your case.

My case...
Ah! That's good.

- And...
- I may have something.

I'm not sure yet...

That's not like you.

I've got a theory,
but I need more sources.

I'll cover any costs.
You have an unlimited budget.

Don't feel guilty about Sofia.

What you told Mehdi
about her private life

helped him soften up the tribunal.

It helped get
that suspended sentence.

I know.

Don't forget it.

There's lasagne in the oven,
if you want dinner.

Is that it?

There's salad
and Brillat-Savarin, from Fournier.

And that's enough?

I don't want to argue.

- OK?
- We're OK.

Mum dropped her glass.
Go to your room.

Mum doesn't drink whisky.

Go on, darling.

Please.

I said to leave him out of it.

I didn't say or do anything.

Sorry.

Sorry.

I love you so much.

I want you all to myself.

I beg you, hold me, hold me, please.

Hold me tight.

I can't live without you.

If you leave me,
I'll kill you, Robin and myself.

You know what I'm like.

I think they're sleeping.

I heard Clara.

No, she drops off first.

OK, I don't want to sleep with you.

You don't have to be
stupid and nasty.

Listen to you!

Don't sleep on the sofa.
Leo's monitoring us.

OK.

- What are you doing?
- Look.

I'll go on top, you go underneath.

Everyone's got a weak spot

and your wife is no different.

She's hiding something.

If you say so.

This is my first divorce.
I trust you, totally.

That's good.

- Goodbye, President.
- Goodbye.

He's all yours.

I shouldn't ask,

but you chose one of my colleagues.
So?

So, you can't resist temptation,
darling?

- Alexandre...
- What?

I'll be free, thanks to Kechiouche.

A bachelor.

What are you planning?
You seem confident.

I am, very.

You're still thinking
about that search.

Evelyne went too far.

Do you want to humiliate her, now?

Think how you'll both look,
to your daughter.

Think about
your wife's suicide attempt.

She was just getting at me.

I told you.

- Do you want one?
- Yes, please.

The President
seems to get on well with Mehdi.

You call him Mehdi?
That's progress.

Is he here to stay?

I hope so.
He brings in 20% of our turnover.

- He knows it.
- Oh yes.

Thanks.

Does he have something
on Evelyne Rotivel?

I don't know.

My client

doesn't want to divorce.

He wants to try again.

It'll just delay a separation

that Mr Lemarchand can't accept.

Maybe, Ms Lartigues.

Then I have to issue
a non-conciliation order.

My client and I thank you.

Mr and Mrs Lemarchand have two years

to attempt to reconcile.

If they choose to separate

a divorce will be pronounced,

opposition notwithstanding.

Is that clear?

Very clear.

Mrs Lemarchand?

I understand perfectly.

OK.

You all know why we're here today.

To reach a compromise
and avoid a court case.

My client is being reasonable.

Parents are obliged
to support their children.

Why are you doing this?

- We're family.
- Why are you doing this?

- He just wants money.
- Not just. Remember, Dad?

My clients
are happy to make an effort

and support Kevin for two years.

Two years?

They're obliged by law for life.

Are you joking?

I want to go back to college,

to be a masseur or a sex therapist.

I'm not sure,
but you'll be proud of me.

I'll be able to buy a flat.

In your dreams!
You won't get a single euro!

You broke our hearts!

Not only.

We're wasting our time.
Let's go, Kevin.

Wait!

You know
that Kevin is my clients' lover.

- Kevin!
- I can't believe this.

All to avoid helping me.

Incredible.

The adoption
wouldn't have been possible.

Nice try, but that's ridiculous.

Come back, baby.
We'll make a fresh start.

- We miss you, dammit.
- Big time.

We'll see you in court.

I feel dreadful.

- Mummy's home, darlings!
- Sh!

Nathan's asleep.
I put him to bed.

Already? If he sleeps now,
he'll wake up when I go to bed.

It'll be OK.
Don't worry about him.

I'm not worried about him.

I can't take it,
between work and the bottles.

Chin up, dearie.

If Paul's not helping,
you have to tell me.

- He listens to me.
- It's not that.

You tell me.
That's not how I raised him.

I'll be off.

Hello, darling.

- OK, Mum.
- I'll go, Dad's waiting for me.

Bye.

- See you tomorrow.
- Thanks, Colette.

Are the kids here?

- Nathan's asleep.
- Already?

Oh no!

The others are upstairs,
glued to their tablets.

I'm not hungry.

Feed the kids.
I'm going to bed.

I wanted to go running.

They can always eat tomorrow.

Paul.

Paul.

What?

- What's going on?
- Nothing.

I just want to talk.

- What time is it?
- Three o'clock.

Three o'clock, Audrey!
Seriously?

I've been thinking.

- About what?
- Us.

We cheated on each other.

We're quits.

One-all.

Let's forget it and move on.

- I forgive you.
- You're too generous.

Audrey, please.

I don't forgive you.

Part of you has forgiven me.

Come on, darlings.

- We've got time, Dad's not up.
- He is!

Mum's always in a rush.

- That's not true!
- It is.

No!

Pass the jam.

Was it better or worse with Leroy?

What happened last night
changes nothing.

Nothing.

Hi, Audrey.

Wait.

Come with me.

It's so obvious you've been crying.

- For an hour.
- Half an hour.

You know the rule here.

Show no weakness
or you get eaten alive.

Your mum can't protect you here.

Between the trainees,
who want everything,

and the new recruits,
who think your mum cut you a break...

Is that what the new people say?

It's just jealousy.

And Kechiouche
is acting like he's the king.

Stop! I can't do your make-up
if you're all wet.

Sorry.

Come here.

Thanks, you're so kind.

- Hello, Amal.
- Ms Lartigues,

there's a client for you,
without an appointment.

Marianne!

- Hello.
- Hello, Astrid.

- Thanks, Amal.
- Thanks.

- Are you sure?
- Yes.

Benoît and I
have a lot of differences,

but we're still in love.

We've decided
to try to save our marriage.

I should congratulate you.

So many couples just divorce
as soon as they hit trouble.

As a singleton,
I can't advise you.

But you can, as a lawyer.

True, that's why you pay me.

So, your mind's made up.

I can't live without him.

There it is.

Very good.

I'm call Mr Blondieu.

You and Benoît can sign an agreement

and the judge
can terminate the proceedings.

Thanks.

Remember your mammography.

It's non-negotiable.

I know. Thanks.

- I'll keep you posted.
- Thanks.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- Isn't that your gynaecologist?
- Yes.

I saw her once, but we didn't click.

- Is everything OK?
- Yes, fine.

She's not divorcing,

and she went on
about my mammography.

I hate that,
having your breasts crushed

while some sadist gets off on it.

- That's encouraging.
- Don't muck about with it.

Screening can save lives.

Thanks.

Big news.

Some of my ex-colleagues

are watching Markowitz, too.
- Who?

Serious theft? Or the fraud squad?

Fraud.

He's loaded.

He sold pollution credits,

in exchange for wind investment.

Carbon quotas and all that.

How loaded?

He has dealings
with companies in Luxembourg,

Switzerland,
Andorra, the Isle of Man...

I see.

- It's all there.
- I trust you.

I've something for you.

I work for one of your lawyers.
Kechiouche.

He's good.

He got the best.

- On what?
- Adultery.

- The President's wife.
- It's you?

I don't like to. It's irregular.

Who cares.
You know what he said?

Go on.

He couldn't use you,

because you're a useless bighead.

What a fool!
He doesn't know you learned from me.

A useless bighead.

I love it.

Your husband's signed.

- Mr Blondieu works fast.
- Good.

I just want to put this behind us.

- Perfect.
- Very good.

I'll send it to the judge.

Did you hurt yourself?
That's a bruise.

It's nothing.

Marianne...

Did Benoît threaten you,
to stop the divorce?

Not at all.
It's just...

He's feisty.

So am I.

We love making up, on the pillow.
Sometimes...

It goes too far.

Yes. It's like a game.

Who starts it? You or him?

You know,

we want to rebuild our marriage.

And you'll accept anything
to do that.

Even violence.

I can defend myself.
I'm not a victim.

No woman should have to.

You're imagining things.

My patients are waiting.

I recommend you rent a flat,
in your name.

Don't tell him.

And then get ready to leave.

It's pointless.

- Astrid.
- Yes.

- I've got something for you.
- For which case?

- Rotivel versus Rotivel.
- Thanks.

- I'll give it to you.
- Come and see me.

- Hi, OK?
- No, I'm not.

I have to get my clients
out of your mess.

You better win.

It'd be a shame to lose them,
after all my trouble.

Your honour,

Kevin worked
before my clients adopted him.

As a fireman.

Exactly.

He wants to study,
to change professions.

Being a fireman is good,
but I've done it.

It's changed.

Control your client.

Sorry, your honour,
he has the physique of an adult,

but the mind of a teenager.

He's 24 years old!

Your honour,
he's an adult, in every sense.

Ms Lartigues!

I'll tell her!

Your honour,

such a short time has passed

since Mr Lehennec's adoption

and his request for money

that we may wonder
whether he took advantage

of my clients,
to deceive or even cheat them.

Exactly, I feel cheated!
It's making me sick.

Poor Michael! He can't sleep.

Think about us.

We found our perfect son,
but he just wants money!

Stop!

He's your son, legally.

Age is no grounds
to refuse to support him.

You have to pay! OK?

Yes, your honour, thank you.

Let's go, Michael.

Ms Lartigues,
such behaviour is intolerable.

That's not right.

You stay out of it!
You can go, now.

I'm sorry.

Your Kevin really screwed us.

- My Kevin!
- Who had a thing about him?

Who wanted a change?

You didn't say no.

I wasn't going to deny you
your new sex toy.

I'll smash his face!

That won't help.

- I'll feel better.
- Listen to me.

- I've been thinking.
- That's why we pay you.

The only solution
is to annul the adoption,

by proving
you were all in a relationship.

You may get a fine,

but you won't pay to support him
for life.

How can we do that?

It's his word against ours.

Think about it.
It could be an email, an SMS

or a social network post.

We don't flaunt our lives online!

Try thinking a bit harder!

- Hello, Astrid.
- Hello, Mehdi.

- OK?
- Very well.

To our marriage.

- To us.
- To us.

It was good you signed the letter,

to put an end to this.

You're shaking.

- No.
- You are.

Why are you shaking?

I hate it when you're scared of me.

Stop!

Why would I stop?
Stop snivelling!

Stop!

Please.

Please.

Come here!

Shut the door, please.

Did you look at the photos?

Yes.

- Will you speak to him?
- Who?

Mehdi.

He doesn't listen to advice.

A lawyer's not there
to fan the flames.

I hate that sort of dirty payback.

Wait.

There's something else.

You're not here
to compliment my blouse.

No.

I know the last months
have been difficult for you.

I'm glad you're back.

That's nice. But?

There's a but.

Yes.

Kechiouche and you.

I'm not sure it's a good idea.
He could play us off.

Neither of us would fall for it.

- We're not fools.
- That's true.

And?

Don't use Roxane to get at Richard.

Roxane is working for me,
in her free time.

- It's not that.
- Then what?

Spit it out!

You want to moralize.

Lola won't forgive you
for hurting her father.

He's been turning her against me,
for years!

I want custody of my daughter.

I need to lean on Richard.

- Don't do anything you might...
- Regret?

What about the President?

Any regrets?

Evelyne tried to kill herself.
That's a big deal.

How about never telling Audrey
about her married father,

or her half-brother and sister?

Between the two of us,
I've never felt morally superior,

but you have.

Shit!

You'll listen to me here.

It's so calm, plush and elegant.

Kicking me out would look bad.

Don't try me.

What do you want?

Joint custody of Lola.

Even if I agreed, she'd say no.

Not if you told her
I wasn't always a bad mother.

There were good years.

The memories of the bad ones
erased them,

believe me.

This is chic.

It looks like a bank in Luxembourg.

Is that deliberate,

to reassure your investors?

I can leave on my own.
I'm a lawyer, you wankers!

These apartments are in demand.
The bedrooms are very large.

It's been renovated.

The light's great,
with a nice living area.

Lots of people are interested,

so I'd need the deposit and fee
within 48 hours.

Let's not wait.

- I'll take it.
- Good.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Astrid.

Thanks for agreeing to see me.

- Ladies.
- Thanks.

Thanks.

Evelyne,

I think you and I are worth more

than a vulgar show,
for the bar's delight.

Not just the bar.

All Lyon's talking.

It's funny
how the simple fact of adultery

can provoke
so much humiliating gossip.

I want to spare you.

Be assured, it won't happen to me.

Listen,
Kechiouche, Alexandre's lawyer...

One of your partners.

Yes,
but he's acting independently.

What he's got will hurt you
as much

as the search of Alexandre's flat
hurt me.

I'm entitled
to have a drink with my lawyer.

There are others.

They prove nothing.

The photographer
also spoke to the hotel staff.

What they said was explicit.

Why did you want to meet?
Why do you want to help?

Too often,
when a divorce involves adultery,

the woman is portrayed as a slut.
Never the man.

Ready? Shall we go?

Bye, Mum.

See you later, darling.

Shoulder. And down.

Good.

I'll go with you
to the police station.

He said he'd kill himself if I did.

Believe me, he won't.

You've asked for compensation,

title to your shared assets,

and a divorce on the grounds
of your husband's adultery.

And you have the proof.

My client's position has changed.

She agrees to a 50-50 split
of the couple's assets.

My client withdraws that offer
and asks to retain

all shared assets,

with fault attributed to his wife.

No, it's OK.

I accept the conditions.

Tell me, Mr Rotivel,

should I listen
to you or your lawyer?

To me, your honour.
I've just decided.

I'm sorry.

My lawyer wasn't informed.

I'll call you
when I hear from the judge.

Thanks.

Did it go well?
Are they divorced?

Rotivel made me look like a fool.
He went soft at the last minute.

No!

I wanted to send Rolanger home
with his tail between his legs.

You're so tense.

We should do something to relax.

Come with me.

Come on.

Hello.

Thanks for coming.
It was hard to get away!

The sex-toys are selling well!
It's non-stop.

How can I help?

This proves it.

- What?
- We were together, with Kevin.

It's a sex tape.

I hope you don't mind
watching us...

You must have seen our online porn.

Here we go.

But don't spread the word.
It'd be embarrassing for Michael.

He's usually on top,
not down there.

He really let go with Kevin.

Every man should try it,
at least once.

He's a much better lover now.

He was already great.

That proves you were in
a three-way relationship.

- I'll show the judge.
- So long as she doesn't post it.

It's unlikely.

You know, if you liked
that thing with the three of us,

you could buy a strap-on.

- A what?
- A strap-on dildo.

A belt with a dildo.

I've got some great bargains.
It'd really help your sex life.

I don't think so.

Wanna bet?

I'll let you sort this out.

I'm doing a home event, for a hen.

A hen-do.
Not a chicken strangling!

Hen-dos are my best sales.
Bye.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Hello.

Hello

I received your request
for a restraining order.

Benoît has to move out in 24 hours,

or he'll be remanded in custody.

My client's
at the end of her tether -

physically and mentally.

She has custody of their son,

until the divorce is finalized.

Thank you.

Ms Lartigues,

I haven't had a chance
to see Audrey for some time.

Maybe that's best.

Goodbye, Astrid.

Goodbye, Eric.

It's clear who's who
and who's doing what.

Your honour, this proves nothing.

It could be a fake,
to discredit my client.

Your honour,

expert analysis could easily prove
its authenticity.

My clients were in a relationship

with Kevin Lehennec
when he was adopted.

How do we know
the film predates the adoption?

The cloud.

The cloud
records the date of creation.

Thanks.

You see, your honour,
it's quite simple.

I've heard enough.
The maintenance is refused.

You'll all be prosecuted,
for giving false information.

Can I have my tablet?

Take it yourself.

Thank you.

We'll see you again.

As we're being prosecuted.

I saw your mother.

She advised me not to see you.

- Did you tell her about us?
- No.

She's my mother,
she works everything out.

I'll have the same, please.

You can ask about
the woman that you saw me with.

- I felt I had no right.
- I've nothing to hide.

Thanks.

You can ask.
You can speak to me, as a friend.

- As a friend?
- Why not?

You're right.

I'm not free and neither are you.

Let's be friends.

Ah, Audrey!

A package came for you.
And flowers.

- Who from?
- I didn't look.

Graziella!

Graziella!

Married this year.

- To who?
- I don't know, we'll see.

By the way, Evelyne, my ex-wife,
mentioned your little tête-à-tête.

You can be secretive.

You'd have regretted
pushing her so far down.

Yes, I know, thanks to you.
Thanks.

- I trusted Kechiouche.
- No, you wanted revenge on Evelyne!

She deserved it!

Mehdi would have given you
what you wanted.

- The client is king.
- Even if he's wrong?

- Yes, Marianne?
- Astrid!

I've killed my husband.

Don't touch anything.
Hang up and call the police.

Is it serious?

Worse than that.

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