All language subtitles for Le.Royaume.2024.FRENCH.1080p.BluRay.x264

-Come here!

-Come on... take it easy.

Gently....

Come on.

Here we go...

OK... Easy, now. There you go, there you go.

Impeccable.

Disturbing music

Soft piano music

-Bless us, O Lord.

Amen.

-Let's go!
-Let's go, let's go, let's go! Do it again!

-More, more, more!

Come on...

Go, there!

Go ahead!

-Basta...

-But yesterday you said yes.

-I'm hot.

Fucking hell!

-Get out of the way!
-Oh, come on, you're pushing it.

-Here, take a look.

I'm kicking your ass. What's up?
-Why are you pressing?

-The boys, basta, the games.

-I saw you last night with a guy.

-I don't know.
-Which guy?

-I didn't get a good look.

It was dark. Come on, say it!

-Nonsense.

-Either way, we'll find out.

Oh, that one!

-Give me a break!

-Look out! Oh!

-I'm going to get some cakes, auntie.

Are you working this afternoon?

-Yeah, till 3:00.
Shall we meet at the beach?

-Is that all?

-Come on!
-Wait, wait...

-Come on, let's go to the back.

-Romain!

Lesia, will you come with me
to drop off the tomatoes at Jo's?

-Not right now. It's hot.
We'll go later.

-No, that's just it,
they'll suffer in the car.

Come on, we'll be 2 minutes.

-Wait for me!

-To the beach!

*Radio music

-Why don't they tell me anything?

-My darling, I can't...

-Why don't people ask me
my opinion?

-You don't ask a kid's opinion.

It's complicated enough as it is.

Is your grandmother well?
-She's fine.

You've grown again.

-What did you put in it?

-Everything you need.

Don't worry. Just come here.

We meet again

in a few days, OK?

Huh?

-Do you remember
how we hold each other?

-You, take it easy.

Disturbing music

-So...

-How long will
will I stay here?

-I don't know. A few days.

-How long have you
been in this house?

-A few days.

What do you say we go fishing
for two

tomorrow morning?

-If you like.

-I'll wake you up at 6.

How's 6 o'clock?

-Can I call someone
from the phone?

-No, darling.

You know it.

Who did you want to call
at this hour?

Huh?

-Who's this?

-Godfather!

-Ah... How are you?

Mmh...

You okay, honey?
I didn't know you were here.

-Just look at me. Wow...

How beautiful you are. How incredible.
You remind me of your poor mother.

When I tell Jean
that I've seen you, he'll be jealous.

-How's he doing?

-He's fine. He's in the village with Celia,
arriving at the end of the week.

You know what we're gonna do?
We're going to have a day at sea.

All together...

Just like last year. How about it?

Yeah, hello?

-Where is Dad?

We had to go fishing.

-It's out!! will be out soon.

-What's going on?

-Do you want to go to the tobacconist's
and get me some cigarettes?

Lä, when you go out, turn right.

In 10 minutes, you'll see it.

Here.

You take me

3 cartons of Philip Morris.
Take what you want with the rest.

*-Hello?

-Hello, I'd like to speak to Fabien,
please.

*-Ah, he's at work.
Should I leave him a message?

-No, I'll call back, thanks.

*-Shocked continued

to the explosion of a car bomb
which almost claimed the lives

to Socialist elected representative Philippe Padovani,

numerous expressions of support
from the island's political class

have been speaking out since this morning.

A unanimous condemnation
of this violent and barbaric act.

Images by Diane Paoli
and Jérôme Matei.

-Thank you.

*-The explosion of the car bomb
which injured 4 people

one serious
occurred shortly before 10 p.m.

in the center of Ajaccio.

The target of this attack
was Philippe Padovani.

The Socialist President
of the Corsican region

and his advisor miraculously
miraculously unscathed.

They were heading

to their company car...

-Two more steps and you'd be there.

*-The car exploded...

*-An investigation was opened
this morning by the public prosecutor

for attempted murder.

*-More information...

(-Stand up, darling...)

(Come on, raise your head,
the body will follow.)

What are you afraid of?

It's not the little beast
that's going to eat the big one.

-I prefer big beasts.

Whose boat is this?

-It's okay, you can throw it away.

Don't leave your lead lying around,
there are rocks.

So, tell me a little,

how was school
at the end of the year?

-I'm fine.

-Auntie told me you got
good grades.

-I came 3rd.

-Ah, that's good.

What are your favorite subjects?

-Always the same.

History-geography, French, sports.

-Mmh.

What about science?

-I don't really like it.

-I didn't like it either.

Lift your lead a little.
-It is up.

And what about you?
where have you been these last few months?

-I moved around quite a bit.

-Where?

You never say where.

-Oh, Lesia, watch your lead.

-The others,

they'll be here all week?

-Surely, yes.

-Because of the explosion
of your friend's car?

-Ah! Ah...

-Did it bite?

The other day, I thought of you.

A tourist caught fish
with a salad bowl.

-A salad bowl?

-He put a cloth over a salad bowl,

an inner tube
to hold it,

he made a hole in the middle
so that the fish

can return,

he put flour on top.

2 minutes later,
there was a sar and two mules.

-With a salad bowl and flour
on the beach?

Aio, aio...

-What, you don't believe me?

Dad, I saw it!

-I'm not saying you're lying.

You've had your hand taken
by tourists, that's all.

One of his underwater friends
filled the bowl,

you haven't seen it.

That's all right.

-10 times, they did it again.

He put the fish back
10 times, the guy?

-He put the same ones back on.

I've told you 3 times
to pull up your line.

Your lead arrived
in the rocks.

Did I tell you or not?

Come on, give.

-What are you doing?

-I break.

Who cares? It's just a lead.

3 times I tell you
to pull up your line,

instead of telling me
salad bowl bullshit.

Listen to me when I'm talking to you.

Have another.

-Where are you going?

-To see someone.

-Is everyone going?
-Yeah.

-What about me?

-You keep the house for us.

We won't be long.
In 2, 3 hours, we'll be there. Hmm?

*-Hello?

-Hello. I'd like to speak to Fabien,
I'd like to speak to Fabien.

*-I'll put him on. Fabien!

Fabien?

Ah, sorry,
I thought he was here.

He had to leave. Do you want...

*-Hello?
-Tata?

*-Lesia? What's the matter?

-Nothing, just calling to see
how things were going.

*-Where are you calling from?

-From a cabin.

Are you all right?

-I'm fine.

*-Thomas, enough of that!
Get out and get dressed!

-What does it do?

*-He's naked in the living room
and Marie-Michelle arrives

in 5 minutes.

I have to go.
He's driving me crazy.

Anything special?

Hello?

-Auntie, don't you want

come and get me?
*-Lesia...

-I want to go home...
*-Stop!

Stop right there.
I can't pick you up.

Even if I could, I wouldn't.

It's important for you to be there.

You won't be there long,
so enjoy

before returning to the village.

-But I'm not taking advantage!
*-Lesia...

Do you know what it takes
to make that possible?

And you have whims?

Make an effort.
You'll be fine.

(-"One target
may hide another.)

("This is what some
sources suggest)

("when they evoke
the proximity between)

("the socialist president
Philippe Padovani)

("and his lifelong friend,
the enigmatic clan leader)

("Pierre-Paul Savelli.)

("Wanted by the authorities
since March 1991,)

("the latter could, according to them)

("to be the real target
of this attack,)

("to weaken its influence
on the island environment).

("At a time when certain territories
are still the object of covetousness,)

("such an event could be
the beginning of a new one)

("Bloody chapter on the island.")

(-What are you doing here,
my darling?)

Go back to bed.

Soft music

-Your daughter is 20

How time flies

-MADAME JUST YESTERDAY

WAS SO SMALL

-And his first torments

-Are your first wrinkles

-MADAME

-And your first worries

-We thought she was pretty

-BUT SHE'S BEAUTIFUL

FOR AN INDIVIDUAL
ALMOST AS YOUNG AS HER

A BOY WHO LOOKS LIKE

TO THE ONE FOR WHICH

-

-You had embellished

Soft music

-Crazy thing, just 9am,

it's hot.

-Would you like a coffee, godfather?

-Come on.

Mmh...

I had Jean and Celia.

They arrive in the village tomorrow.

-Are they coming here?

-No, not here.

But at the end of the week,
a day on the boat.

-Come on.
-What's up?

I prepare the picnic,
I take the skis and the towed buoy,

we all go for it
and the last one to fall wins.

-You're sure to be the first to fall!

-That's it! We'll see.

Is it mine?
-I'll take it.

-Thank you, darling.

-Thank you very much.

-Do you want me to call?

-All right, I'll do it.
-How about this?

-His nephew's CV.

Talk to Michel
to find a place for him.

Nothing?

Nobody's moving, it's very quiet.

- Do you trust him?
- I don't trust anybody.

-Marchini and the Buresi?

-The Buresi do their business,
it works well.

Nobody fucks with them.

Marchini, the same.

He took over the commercial port,
the ferries,

he's never gorged himself so much.

Too busy counting his pennies
to start a war.

-Mmh.

-And the nationalists?

-No.

-Mmh.

It's not right.

-What?

-The car bomb thing.

You have to want to get bored
with an organization like this.

He's an easy target, Pado.

If you want to kill him,
you put a bullet in his head.

-Who can afford to do that?

From a logistical point of view.

-Marchini and Buresi could.

-Pierre-Paul is right then,

why a car bomb?

-What do I know?
To cover my tracks.

-That would mean they've changed,
that they've become intelligent.

-No...

We don't change.

This car...

it's the beginning of something,
it's a break.

You're going to the bar.

Take the temperature in town.
Hang out for a while.

Get information and show yourself.

Come on.

-Where you been, girl?

-I stayed a while

at the beach.

The water was good,
you should have gone.

-You're right.

What's for dinner tonight?

Shall we get some pizza?
-Sure.

Yesterday's fish.

-Ah, that's right.

We can make soup,
if you like.

Can you do it?

Soft music

What's up?

(That's a good one.)
-AH!

-What's up?

1,42.

Wait, I'm looking

earlier.
-At least 20 more seconds.

-Hey, calm down, Jacques Mayol.

12 more seconds.
It's beautiful already.

-Come on, your turn now.
-No, no, no, no, no, no.

-Go ahead!

-No, I don't like it.
-Come on!

Santu!

-I suck, you beat me.
I can't last 30 seconds.

-N'importe quoi.
Lend me the watch.

I set the time.

-Hey! Did you want to throw me in the water?

-Nonsense!
-You wanted it!

-Come on, let's go!
-Stop it!

Don't you want the watch?
-Take it! I want the watch.

-Santu!

*-... unprecedented modus operandi
of rare violence

which took place
this morning in Appietto.

Caught in an ambush
on the road to Listincone,

a vehicle was reportedly hit
by a 4x4 ram car

before being riddled at point-blank range
by multiple buckshot shots.

The victim
is restaurateur Joseph Benetti,

close to Pierre-Paul Savelli.

Earlier this week,
another relation of the clan chief

was targeted
by a car bomb,

socialist regional president
Philippe Padovani.

This is the third murder...

-But how is this possible?

-He used to come here.
Someone knew his route.

(-Punaise...)

-You need to know.

We need to know.

-I made the call.

I'm sorry, Daddy.

-You should never have called.

But you had nothing to do
with Godfather's death.

OK?

You would have called all of Corsica,
it wouldn't have mattered.

Is that clear?

Come on.

-Why did they kill him?

-I don't know, darling.

Listen to me.

It's fate that's hit us.
We have to stay strong.

It's what he would have wanted. Hmm?

I'm going to go back
to find out what happened.

You're going back to Auntie,
resume your life of...

-No!
-Listen to me!

-I don't want to!

-Please listen to me.
-I want to stay with you!

-You can't, darling.

I need to know you're safe
with auntie in the village.

It can't be any other way.

Do you understand?

We'll see you soon.

I promise.

-Aren't we going to the village?

-We go to the morgue first.

-I'm sorry for your loss, Jean.

-Have you seen it?

(-Yes.)

(Je rentre....)

I'll take care of it.

And bring back my mother-in-law.

-Take heart.

Will you wait for us for 2 minutes?
-Where are you going?

-We're on our way.

Disturbing music

Soft music

-It's been a long time

that the white van is following us?

-You don't care

whose face?

-Pierre-Paul...
-I'm talking!

That's me talking!

You're playing at being a big shot and you get
taken in hand by a little girl?

I need you to drop it off at my sister's
and bring her back here to me.

What the fuck do we have to do
back and forth for your bullshit?

Taking risks
to show off on the roads?

Aren't they dangerous enough?

-As you wish...
-You, shut up!

I don't want to hear you, basta!

Fucking
good-for-nothings you are.

Tomorrow you're off with Santu.

-I'll stay with you.
I won't bother you.

I promise.
-What are you thinking?

Are you good for anything?
Can you help me?

-I can shoot!
-Stop it! Stop it!

Now you're a problem.

If you want to do something,
listen to me.

Do as I say
and go back to the village.

Heavy music

Ominous music

-Lesia?

Oh, excuse me.

-Coming!

-I'm sorry. I thought I thought you were asleep.

-That's all right.

-We gotta go. You ready to go?

-Where is Dad?

-He's already gone.

Well, we're not
bring you back today.

There's cops everywhere.
They're going to be at Auntie's.

-What are they going to do at Auntie's?

-They're going to search.

But there's nothing to find.

Come on, pack your things.

-Where are we going?

-Shopping.

Disturbing music

-Sté!

I've got it!

-You, put that there!

-Go take a bath.

We'll take care of the rest.

-You look good.

You look younger.

-Do you like it?

-Yes.

-Come on.

-Where?

-Who saw this car?

-Some guys from the DST
drinking coffee at the bar

-A few minutes before.

The guy had to wait
to see Joseph pass by,

gave the signal and left.

The cop put the immat'
on the file.

He came across a 306 loc'.

On behalf of Charles Serra.

-Charles Serra?

Marchini's son-in-law?

-What does it do?

-He occasionally gives his hand away.

It's not Marchini's way.

-No.

That's why if it's him...

he's not alone.

-What if I don't feel it?

-You do nothing.

You're playing dumb.

You let him talk,
drink your coffee and leave.

If it was him in the car,
he'll feel it going by.

He...

Marchini...

All the others.

Lesia?

Come and have a look.

What's being said and what you see here,

you don't tell anyone.

Never.

Not your auntie, not your girlfriends,

or your lover,
not tomorrow, not 10 years from now.

Never.

To no one.

Do I trust you?

When I tell you
go for a walk,

you're going for a ride.

Do you understand?

-Shall I take a walk?

-Have a seat.

Soft music

Disturbing music

Soft music

What's the time?
-11h17.

It's early, isn't it?

-It happens,
so do wild boars

must be overwhelmed
with this heat.

-Do you know who killed Godfather?

-Yes.

-Why do they want to kill you?

-For the money.

For power.

-Can't you talk to them?
Can't you work something out?

-There's no talking
with these people.

-The weapons in the crates,
is this your revenge?

-Lesia, basta, the questions.
-Last night,

you told me
that you trusted me.

When are you going to do this?

-Tomorrow.

-Who's going?

-Sté and Santu.

Oh, Lesia, it's complicated.

When I was threatened,
I had to defend myself.

People say things about me,
but most of them aren't true.

Do you understand?

-Are you scared?

-We're all scared.

When we have our own lives,

you breathe it in, the fear.

We eat it.

That's what keeps us alive.

Heavy music

-He was a bit far away.

-A bit windy too.

Next time.

*-Restaurants have voiced
their dissatisfaction

following the

estimated at over 20%.

The Minister was reassuring
and pledged

to enter into dialogue
with transport companies

and provide a clear answer
to tourism professionals

by the end of the week.

We remind you
the main information,

a deadly shoot-out

which took place
in the center of Ajaccio.

2 individuals on a motorcycle opened fire,
killing 2 people before taking

escape.

The victims
are known to the police.

We'll come back to this
in our 7pm edition.

A short musical break,
a trip down memory lane with Tino

and we meet again on Alta Frequenza.

*Corsican Complaint
(Tino Rossi)

Heavy music

-The cops are here!

The cops are here!

The cops are here!

The cops are here!
-Where are they?

-Lä-haut on the way!

-Oh!

-Get down!

-Lesia, stay here!

Lesia!

-Get down.

-Come back!

-Stop the car! Hold it right there!

Stop it!

-Oh!

-Are we disturbing you?

-What are you doing here?

Come in, come in.

Honey, can you come here?

-I put everything on the bed.
-Thank you, Pauline.

*Africa (Toto)

Soft piano music

-Good afternoon.

My name is Marianne.

How are you? Did you get some rest?

-I'm fine.

-Are you hungry?

Would you like a chocolate? Some milk?

-A cup of coffee.

-A cup of coffee.

With sugar?

OK.

I'll get that for you.

-How long have
known my father?

-30 years, give or take.

-Why haven't I seen you before?

-Because...

I've traveled.

-Did you know my mother?

-Very good.

She was quite a woman, your mom.

We have to tell you,
that you look just like him.

You look like him too.

I hear you're quite a hunter.

Do you like it?

What do you mean?

-I've never liked hunting.

-Why are you going?

-To spend time with him.

-Who replaces him?
-A cop from Marseille.

We don't know him.

-Ghjasè and Petru?

-Carrying a weapon, obstructing the police.

They're not coming out any time soon.
-They will.

You tell them we'll take them out,
do you understand?

Marchini?

-How regularly?

If you want to do it,
it's complicated.

-It's hot.

And not many places
to park.

-Let me see.

-Le Must closed
because of drugs.

We see less of Ocana's team.

You already know that.

The young people of the plain have disappeared.

-What do you mean by that?

-The team has disappeared.
They're out of town.

No one has seen them for 3 weeks.

Disturbing music

-Behold!
-Thank you.

Lively music

-Since when do you smoke?

-I don't smoke. I quit 20 years ago.

Are you hungry?

Sir?

-Sir.

-We'll take...

2 croque-monsieur.

-Hmm?
-With fries.

And... Pizza?

A queen.

With... A Tropico?

-Perfect, thank you.

-What are we doing?

-We spend some time together.

-Stop it. What are we really doing?

-We wait.

And we spend some time together.

Lively music

-What's up?

-This music...

Joäo Gilberto,

Jobim...

Reminds me of your mother...

We danced the bossa
all night long.

In Maracaibo, Caracas...

-Wasn't I born?

-Not yet, no.

You weren't on the program.

You were our accident.

(The most beautiful of accidents.)

Remember Venezuela?

-I have images.

I remember...

the wooden house, the banana trees,

with parrots on it.

-Macaws.

And the monkeys that used to steal
your pacifier, remember?

-No.

-They came like this....

Knock!

It made you laugh every time.

I'd turned it into a zoo
of this house.

We had panthers,
crocodiles...

-Crocodiles?

Two little ones. They were wounded.

I nursed them for a few months
and released them.

Your mother was scared.

-Mommy, was she nice there?

-Those were the happiest years
of our lives.

-Why did we leave?

-We were dumped.
We were safer, and then...

You were there.

We decided to go home.

-How long did you stay?

-13 years.

Three of them with you.

-Wouldn't you like to go back?

-Yes, my darling...

I'd love to.

-What's it to you?
You have false papers.

You make me do it and...

we go back to live there,
no one will come looking for us.

What?

-It would be nice
if it were that simple.

-Simple.
You don't have to go back there.

We'll go to another country.

We'd have our own restaurant.
We'd catch our own fish.

I'll cook
and even make cocktails.

Why not?

-Because...

I can't leave, that's the way it is.

I can't go to the ends of the earth
when my friends are in danger.

My life is here.

My family.

My business.

It's all here.

-You don't even see your family.

-You know...

I was 16

when my father was killed in front of me.

When I buried him,
I promised myself

not to return to his grave
until I have avenged him.

The first few months were...

It was unbreathable.

I had a taste of iron
in my mouth.

I talked more to my sisters.

My own mother...

Wherever I lived,

I removed the mirrors
so I wouldn't have to look at myself.

I couldn't stand
kids laughing in the street,

the guys who were
for a parking ticket,

the old ladies who talked
to their dog as to their son.

I felt like cutting out
to cut out their tongues.

Every hour that passed,
I thought about it.

To my revenge.

It was the only thing in my life.

There were two of them
who shot my father.

More than twenty
were involved in his death.

It took me years to shape myself.

To learn.

Devising my plan.

When I went down that road,

I never thought I'd be a father.

I was sure I'd die young.

I was taking on guys
30 years my senior.

Caïds who reigned terror
terror over Corsica,

in Marseille.

Everyone feared them.

I was just a kid.

I had the wrath of the gods with me.

I was indestructible,
I was afraid of nothing.

They had taken my father away from me,
it was impossible that one of them

can breathe the same air I do.

The anger of a kid...

We don't realize.

Don't be suspicious.

The whole history of mankind,
starts there.

Then at the same time,

I met your mother.

It hit me,
she upset me.

She was incredible.

I didn't think I could
fall in love at that moment.

She never asked me anything,
but she understood everything.

She took me as I was.

And so am I.

It took me 24 years to return
my father's grave.

24 years old...

to hang up a mirror
home.

24 years to have
blood on his hands.

I'm neither proud nor ashamed of it.

I did what I had to do.

And today...

I'm paying the consequences.

You pay the consequences.

And it hurts me...

It hurts me
to say no to you all the time.

Not to call on the phone.

Not to say
where you were on vacation.

Not to pick you up
after school.

Not to stay with you
at your mother's bedside

sick and dying.

And no...

to go to the end of the world
with your father

to rebuild our lives.

No...

You didn't do anything wrong,
my daughter.

You didn't ask.

But no.

I hope one day
you'll forgive me.

-It's okay, Dad.

Jazz music

- -

(My darling, tell you something.)

Every morning that God does,
it's a gift of life.

I wasn't supposed to survive
after 20 years, I'm now 59.

It was impossible
I could ever know you

and you've been the sunshine of my life
for the past 15 years.

Do you understand what I mean?

Every day is a jackpot.

Every day, I'm a winner.
You're a winner.

We've already been through all that.

All your life,

you'll remember
that it was priceless,

moments shared
in our kingdom.

-I know, Daddy.

(-Come on, come on.)

Jazz music

-Good morning to you.
-Good morning to you.

Soft music

Heavy music

Disturbing music

-Oh!

With whom?

Jeannot, tell Santu
to pick us up tomorrow at noon.

You're going back to the village,

you lie down and don't move anymore,
do you understand?

-Oh! There, there!

Yeah!

-No....

-Nice. Nice point.

-Well placed.

-Oh, the Bretons are evil!

-Quais, he has no choice.

-It's not going to be easy.

-OH!

-In bowls, you can't get emotional,

otherwise, the arm trembles

and it's not good!

-You said it.

-Oh, le Breton!

We won't be here all night!

-Oh, my, my...

-OH!

-Voilà!

Heavy music

-Santu still hasn't arrived?

Disturbing music

-Can I cash you out?

-Keep the change.
-Thank you for your time.

-Go to the back.

-Shouldn't we wait for him?

-He won't be coming back.

Huh?

You can settle in here.

-Very nice place you have here, Mimi.

-Your father often played

with this cross.

I often found it on the floor...

Then every object here
had an importance

for him.
-Mmh.

Where did he sleep?

-He slept there.

This house,

my great-grandfather
who built it.

Now, I think
you're going to like it here.

-Thank you, Mimi.

*-It's back to the inevitable
back-to-school chore.

Buying school supplies
in supermarkets...

Parents and children
stroll the aisles

looking for binders and pencils,

kits, satchels,
essentials for getting started

on the right foot
a new school year.

To help families
with modest incomes

in this task,
the back-to-school allowance...

Let's eat!

*-... to families
with only one child.

You must not exceed
an annual income ceiling

of 102049 francs.

-Look, you'll be back on Thursday,

that leaves you three days
to get ready for back-to-school with auntie.

-It's useless!

You're going home to auntie,
join your friends

and get on with your life.

Don't insist this time.

We'll see each other again soon,
I promise.

Did Mimi tell you
about the river below?

We could
go for a walk tomorrow.

And at the end of the day,

we could have
a little wild boar at the station?

Here.

Too many people are behind you.

He's always around.

But he's hanging in there.

And then...

it's hard to see clearly.

who...

-There... That's good.

It's just a shot in the arm,
the gears.

Now you're back in second grade.

You pull away from the edge
and steer right.

Braque on the right.

-I'm pointing!

-Point it closer.
Can you see the trees?

-Oh, just drive!

-Eh, la Bretonne!

To drive in Corsica,
don't get emotional!

Don't give in to pressure,

otherwise, the arm trembles,
and that's no good!

You don't want to tell me
what you have in your bag?

-No!

You'll see.

-Oh, oh, oh...

Ounh!

Oh, po, po....

It can't be.

That story again
fishing with a salad bowl?

It's bogus,

I'm telling you, you've been had.

Soft music

-I think it's good.
Almost a little hot.

Who was right?

-I've never seen anything like it!
-Who was right?

-The time we'll save
to make live ones!

-Classy!
-Instead of wasting hours,

throw in 3 salad bowls and you're done!

-Of course!

-I never doubted you.
-That's what I'm talking about.

-You're the strongest, my girl.

-OK, go for it! Go for it!

-No, leave it!

-Come on!

Go for it!

Go for it!

-Come on. Let's go, let's go, let's go!

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Heavy music

-You did what you wanted.

I never want to see you touch
a caliber or a rifle.

We'll take care of the others.

Do we have a deal?

Soft music

-I missed you.

-I'll make you something else
if you don't like it.

There's some fish left in the fridge.

-No thanks, I'm not hungry.

-You didn't work up an appetite,
the mountains?

-Yes, but I had a late lunch.

*-The older children
have returned to secondary school.

This year, the schools
over 20,000 students this year.

This morning in Ajaccio, the schoolchildren
visited their classrooms.

They familiarized themselves
with the premises.

Walls that will soon

the pages of their new lives.

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Gentle guitar music

"Irene
(Rodrigo Amarante)