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Susanne?

Hello.

Fanny? Welcome.

Had a good journey?

Shall I take this?

Thank you.

My daughter couldn't come, she's sorry.

But, don't worry, you'll see her at home.

It's crazy, you're so like your mum.

Lena, come and help, dammit!

Lena?

There, the bedrooms, the bathroom...

I'll get you some... What's the word?

Towels.

Let's go up. Come on.

Lena?

She'll be at the demonstration.

Fridays for Future.

She was vegan too.

But that's over, thank God.

This is your room.

- Do you like it? - Yes.

It was for my partner Tobias's boys,

but they're not here anymore.

They left stuff, but you have enough room.

You can put your things here.

- Brought a swimsuit? - Yes, in my bag.

I set our hot tub up for you.

But rest after the journey if you want.

- Just do as you like. - Thank you.

Lena, where are you? I've called you three times already...

Fanny?

I don't understand.

Come on, it's late. Mum made lunch.

I'll be right there.

Fanny, good morning.

- You slept well? - Not really.

- What's wrong? The mattress? - No, it's fine.

It's hard at first.

- Because of "Heimweh". - What's that?

"Heimweh"?

Homesickness.

- It'll soon pass. - I don't know.

I sleep badly at home too.

Is she 17? She looks 12.

Lena's afraid to speak French. She apologises.

That's not what I said.

Stop it, Lena, ok?

Sorry, I understand some German, but don't speak it.

But I thought you spoke French, right?

Yes, I speak your language.

She's learnt it at school for eight years now.

And we spent three years in the Camargue.

Don't you like it?

I do, but I'm allergic to nuts, so...

- To what? - These.

If I eat them...

Your mum didn't say.

That's dangerous. Sorry.

Sorry.

She called this morning. She can't reach you.

Want to Skype her to reassure her?

Sorry, she worries too much.

I know, I'm really sorry but...

I don't know what to do.

I may have to pay it back.

They're paying you?

Not exactly paying me...

Just try to be polite.

Mum: Is it cold in Leipzig? What's the house like? Send photos.

I don't know what to say.

My penpal's not pally.

You won't get out?

Listen, Fanny...

I said I didn't want you to come.

I agreed to exchange a few emails, that's all.

I didn't know.

Sorry, I really didn't know.

It was my mum

who organised it all and decided.

Go home if you want.

- Now? - Yes.

Neither of us wants this.

Ok, I don't care.

Sorry, it's a bad time for us. Mum's not in shape.

I understand. It's tough at home too.

You have problems at home?

Why did your mum send you?

No reason...

I was bullied at school.

What does "bullied" mean?

I don't know what to say...

I needed a change of scene.

I attempted suicide two months ago.

Well, I tried to kill myself...

But I didn't really want to die.

But now, my mum is on my back around the clock.

It's hell at school, and at home.

I won't piss you off.

FOREIGN TONGUE

- Are you ok? - You ride fast.

- What? - You ride fast!

This is...

Fanny from Strasbourg, she's staying a month.

- Be nice to her, ok? - Welcome, Fanny.

As you know, Strasbourg is home to some European institutions.

Don't your parents work there, Fanny? As interpreters?

That's wonderful.

Lena, when you visit Strasbourg, you'll see

the European parliament.

I don't plan to go to France.

Isn't it a Sauzay exchange?

It's not a school exchange?

Yes, but...

It's an exchange, but Lena may not be able to come.

There are cuts at my school. And my mum is sick.

We don't know if it's possible yet.

It won't be right away anyhow.

Why did you say that?

Sorry.

Ok, let's get started.

We'll travel back through history today.

An event that occurred in 1989

means that Fanny can be here with us now,

the peaceful revolution in the GDR that led

to reunification.

One of the nerve centres was St Nicolas in Leipzig.

This is the church

with banners demanding

reforms in the GDR,

more democracy and so on.

The crowd spilled out onto the streets for the Monday demonstrations.

In this photo,

if I zoom in, you may recognise your parents or grandparents...

Were they there? Do you know their stories?

If so, you know they risked a lot.

The Stasi was everywhere, in GDR there was no freedom of speech...

Got my sweatshirt?

Here you go.

Thanks.

Fanny's from France.

Fanny?

No way!

She doesn't speak German.

- That's a real name? - Stop it.

Poor thing.

Get lost now.

Enchanté, Mademoiselle Fanny...

It's a real pain.

Fanny means pussy in England and ass in the USA.

Why did your parents call you that?

It was my grandmother's name.

It's a drag.

It sounds like "funny". It suits you.

Ever seen a psychologist?

Yes, loads.

Mum sent me to plenty.

It's no use. They talk to me like I'm idiot.

I hate that, so I say nothing.

I sleep really badly too now.

Can I have some?

Would your mum agree?

Alright then.

A tiny glass.

Thank you.

- To help you sleep. - Cheers.

Hello, sweetie.

Do you have nightmares?

I never remember my dreams.

- It stinks of smoke, Mum. - It calms me.

Smoking inside, you'll never quit.

I'm going to quit, I promise.

See that, Fanny? She keeps an eye on me.

Getting plastered together?

Your generation is too much.

Always so serious...

Good night.

Look.

Your mum's really beautiful.

So is yours.

This is what I'm looking for.

Here...

This is Mum when she was 14.

- The protest the teacher mentioned? - Yes.

Your father?

No, that's Tobias, her ex.

Where's your father?

Do you see him?

No.

He didn't want kids.

He was ok with Mum keeping me and raising me,

but he didn't want to know me.

- Recognise you, you mean? - Yes.

- Know who he is? - Yes.

His name's Dirk Schlachter.

He has a wife and two kids.

I saw them in a photo online.

Two years ago,

he got in touch on Insta.

No message, nothing.

Just a friend request.

That sucks, huh?

I blocked the bastard.

It's stopped raining.

Want to go out?

It all began here.

People took to the streets with signs

saying they wanted to travel freely.

And, right away, the Stasi...

What's the word?

- Cracked down? - That's it.

The Stasi did that, and people came back the next day,

and everyone took to the streets and...

- The Wall fell? - Yes.

Are you into politics?

Not really.

But I'm good at History.

I mean, I like it.

But the Monday marches

have been taken over by the far right.

That sucks, huh?

I think it's awful.

- Call I tell you something? - Yes.

My dad has a kid with another woman.

He told us two years ago when his daughter contacted him.

That's it.

I've told no one.

She's a bit older than me.

And I can't figure out if...

he had her when he was with mum.

I think so, but he's vague about that.

- Have you met her? - Yes.

Once, in a café. It was great.

She's really nice.

Actually, she's really involved in an ultra-left group,...

ultra-radical,

libertarian,

anarchist, anticapitalist, anti-everything.

You only saw her once?

You didn't try to see her again?

The thing is, my mum erased her number.

And she's not on socials, so...

And she hasn't contacted me since.

Shit.

Can't your dad help?

I don't dare ask him.

They're not really in touch.

I know he recognised her,

as she has his name. Justine Nader.

But you don't have your father's name, right?

Why?

Both names are on my ID papers,

but Brussieux is better than Nader in Alsace.

Nice in there, isn't it?

- Here you go. - Thanks

- Thanks. - You got her into my hot tub. Bravo.

I had to beg her.

Can I stay with you a bit?

The twins are visiting soon.

Emil and Oscar, Tobias's sons.

- I adore them. - True.

It'll be fun.

They'll pick up a few things and...

we'll all eat together.

- With Tobias? - Yes.

Will you be able to manage?

Sure.

- There's one small problem. - What?

Grandpa and Grandma.

They invited themselves. I couldn't say no.

Grandma wants to see you and the boys.

Grandpa wants to meet Fanny.

Isn't that weird? You told them you and Tobias split up?

I told them more or less.

You stress me out.

- I do? - Yes.

You make a fuss each time we see my parents.

I don't know. I guess...

Maybe I should go out to eat.

No, you have to see the monster.

- The monster... She's crazy! - It's true.

He's totally "ostalgic".

That means nostalgic for the GDR.

He can be a bit...

He thinks it was better then.

You weren't born, you don't know.

He misses his childhood. Why judge him?

Because he's a racist!

He isn't a racist, Lena.

He votes for the...

- What? - What's that?

The far right. He told me.

He only says that to provoke you.

She's imagining it. He's not like that.

You're a pain with your politics.

You judge, you condemn. We have to think like you!

She alone thinks "correctly".

About everything. I don't dare speak.

Worse than the Stasi.

I won't fall out with my father. Not now.

He controls you with his money.

Shut your mouth.

He always reminds you he pays...

A good job too, I can't manage alone.

But you'll find work. And I can help soon.

Oh, please... I'm not counting on that!

You're just a kid.

You're the kid here.

You're living off your father.

Still tired?

A little.

Do you have a test today?

Just the maths results.

- Hello. - Good morning.

Let's go.

- Bye. - Have a good day.

You too. What'll you do today?

Me? Nothing special.

A bit of shopping.

See you later.

Today, more than elsewhere,

they fight liberalism's abuses...

because Leipzig is a centre...

because Leipzig is a centre

for the German alternative left and the Greens.

But in the surrounding region...

Can we let Fanny finish her presentation in peace?

Sorry, Fanny. Go on.

People here fought to win freedom, leave the Communist bloc

and bring the Wall down.

But, all around, in Saxony

as at home in Alsace...

Go for it, BlahBlah.

- You can do it, BlahBlah. - Salomé!

That's enough!

This is no use.

Calm down.

Elke, let's move on.

Never mind. We'll move on.

- Do you have any questions? - Be quiet.

Hello, my name's Sacha and I have a question.

Is there a difference

between East and West Germans?

Right.

In the East, we're very frank and say what we think.

Why are so many French people

unable to speak English?

I have a question. Why are all Germans blond?

Why are all the French racist?

You put your immigrants in ghettos.

Why is France always on strike?

- Don't you want to work? - They defend their rights.

- They resist, unlike us. - Shut up.

We don't need to strike.

- Any other questions? - I'm Charlie.

And I wonder why, in France,

there are so few vegans.

Sweetie, don't get in such a state.

It's just that I'm a bit tired.

We get up really early, everyone speaks German.

It's Germany!

Stop yelling at me.

I'm calling cos I'm stressed out.

Sweetheart...

Want to come home?

No, I don't.

I just need to hear your voice.

- Can you put Dad on? - He's not here.

- Where is he? - In Brussels. As usual. I'll...

Hold on, I have to go.

Bye now.

Can you send her away?

Was that your mum?

No, a friend.

She's pregnant. Her dad won't let her get an abortion.

Her father won't let her?

I don't know what to do to help her.

Fanny, it'll be ok.

We'll find a solution.

We'll help her, ok?

I'm sorry.

Mum, I've got an urgent question.

If a girl is pregnant,

can she abort if her father doesn't want her to?

What? Who's pregnant?

A friend of Fanny's. What's the law in France?

Are you ok?

Meh...

I'm a bit tired. I think I'll go to bed.

- Good night. - Good night.

Excuse me...

Can I have a word?

I'll talk to your mum about the pregnant girl.

- But... - It's wiser.

My friend trusts me.

She swore me to secrecy.

Sorry, I can't lie to your mother.

You don't need to lie.

But just don't tell her.

It doesn't concern her anyway.

If this pregnant girl is you...

- It isn't. - I'm not saying it's you.

I'm not saying that.

I'm just saying...

there are solutions.

But you need to discuss it with adults.

But don't worry, Susanne.

If you prefer, I'll call Mum tomorrow

and talk to her about it.

You promise?

- Yes. - Alright.

I swear I'll call her.

Alright.

- Good night. - Good night.

- Hi there. - Hi.

Does she bite?

I've had news of my friend.

Everything ok?

She miscarried this morning.

The poor thing!

How is she?

She's in a really bad way.

I'm so sorry.

Can I show you something?

What?

You'll see.

There.

That's her. That's Justine.

Are you sure? It's not very clear.

I'm sure, I recognised her.

I watched loads of videos of marches trying to spot her.

And here she is.

- Think I look like her? - A bit.

She's pretty.

Now I know she exists,

I feel a little less lonely.

I understand.

Your sister's brave.

Fighting like that.

I'm a coward. I'm scared and don't know what to do.

Scared of what?

Everything.

The future.

Aren't you?

I am, but...

I don't know, I feel like I'm out of my depth.

I'm scared of the fascists everywhere who could take over.

Of Putin.

Of war.

Of climate change.

Of getting old and becoming even more cowardly.

And of never changing anything.

I'm scared too.

I'm scared I won't see my sister again.

But I'm also scared I'll never find a boyfriend.

And, if I find one, of ending up like my mum.

Of having a petty little life with really dumb kids.

Clouds?

What gender?

Wolke.

Der Wolke.

No, die Wolke.

Volk is the people. Das Volk.

And a cloud, die Wolke.

The knee?

Neutral. Das Knie.

Fuss?

- Die Fuss? - No, masculine.

Der Fuss.

- Der Fuss. - Ja.

I hate my feet.

Why? They're cute.

They're tiny.

I have ugly boobs, see?

Too bad if others aren't happy.

They're not ugly.

Ridiculous.

Brust, what gender?

Feminine.

Ok?

- Want some? - It makes me paranoid.

How about you?

It's pretty strong.

Want something else? Timo has coke, E...

No thanks, you never know what's in it.

Otherwise, I have some natural stuff.

You won't find anything more organic.

Chocolate coated shrooms.

If you don't take too many, you don't hallucinate.

- What's he fetching? - Mushrooms.

- Mushrooms? - Yes, chocolate-coated.

- You want to? - Are they strong?

Just a little.

Tell me if you're scared.

No, if you do it, I'll do it too.

You can share this.

Thirty or forty minutes...

Then you'll be good.

I feel nothing.

Wait a bit.

Would you like Lukas to kiss you?

- No. - If I ask, he will.

No thanks, it's ok.

Ask if we can do it somewhere else.

Not in front of everyone.

Lukas...

- In my room? - Sure.

Lena, not in his bedroom.

No, not here.

Fanny first.

Can you take your vest off?

Sure.

Shall I leave you?

No, stay.

Now kiss her neck.

Now her stomach.

Lena, where are you?

Here.

Stay with me.

You speak German now?

I have to tell you something.

I forget what.

It's on the tip of my tongue.

The tip of your tongue?

Can I come and get it?

- What is it, Dad? - Sorry.

- I'm going. - Laika, inside!

Come here.

Sorry about that.

It's cool.

- Everything ok? - Yes.

- Like my hat? - It's so cool.

A magician! Mum's in the kitchen.

- Hello, Tobias. - Hello, Lena.

- How are you doing? - Fine.

How's your mum today?

My God, you've grown so much!

- This is Fanny. - Hello.

Bonjour, madame.

Enchanté.

Madame...

That's all I can say in French, sorry.

Hello.

- We're playing a game. - What game?

If they succeed, they'll win a prize.

We pretend we're still living together.

I haven't told my parents we...

I play, Lena plays, Dad plays, and you do too.

Grandpa and Grandma play too.

Mum...

- You're crazy. - What? It's fun.

- Fun? - I'm hungry.

They're here!

Let's play. You still live here.

I live here!

- I live here too! - Sure. We can move here too.

- You're mad, Susanne. - It's no big deal.

Come and say hello.

He translates Arabic and English.

Where did your dad learn those languages?

Arabic in his country.

And English at a school, I think.

- What? - Arabic in his country.

And English in a school.

I'm surprised he works for us.

In the EU, there aren't any Arab countries.

We talk to them though. What's the problem?

Lena, I'm not talking politics.

Of course you are.

I'm talking about her parents' work.

- It's interesting. - Yes, very.

Werner, your coffee.

Her dad's from an Arab land,

so he's interested.

I'm not being racist.

- Are your parents well-paid? - Werner!

How much do they make?

I don't know.

Know how much Germany gives each year?

- Translate. - No, I won't.

Can we change the subject, Dad?

It's boring.

Can't say a thing anymore.

Do you want some cream?

- Here you go. Cream? - No cream.

No cream.

Think you can impress her with your pipe bullshit?

Let it go, Susanne.

Whatever. Never mind.

God, I was kidding.

You've had enough to drink, I'd say.

Don't you think, Tobias?

Me? I think she can take care of herself.

Mum, you've drunk enough.

- You've had enough. - So you agree with Grandpa now?

Yes.

Then with your feet, stub out a cigarette.

Are you fucking kidding me?

- Here we go. - You're crazy.

You don't see Lena in months

and you'd rather shake your ass with this girl?

You piece of shit.

Get out.

Get the fuck out!

- Calm down! - Don't you get it?

- I'm going, it's fine. - Get out!

Just go inside.

Susanne, I promise,

we were just chatting, he didn't hit on me.

- I saw them, Lena. - Mum, stop. You're just jealous.

I'm not jealous!

I feel humiliated!

I am not jealous!

Fuck her, be my guest.

He can fuck her if he wants!

Go inside and get some water.

You ok?

My mother's paranoid.

Tobias left for a 20-year-old.

What's your sister's name again?

Justine.

You've got to try and see her.

I'll help you when I come to stay.

Why are we speaking French?

You speak German.

Your feet are cold.

You're cold?

Roll over.

Am I dreaming?

You dream in French?

Miss!

Young lady, excuse me!

Can I see some ID, please?

- Speak French? - A little.

Do you have proof of ID?

Yes. My bag is over there.

You're under eighteen. Your father's number, please?

I have no father.

Your mother's then.

What's fugueuse?

Runaway.

- I'm gross. It was a long journey. - No, you aren't!

- Hello. - This is my dad.

- Hello. - And I'm her mum.

Welcome, Lena.

It's silly to blow stuff up in a train station.

Saying that cos I'm Arab?

It doesn't help.

- It was just a bit of fun. - True.

I work between Brussels and Strasbourg.

The customs officers know me now

but cos of my beard, they used to check me all the time.

Sorry. Hello?

I got checked coming back from Leipzig. It was scary.

- With a dog? - Yeah.

When they saw Nader on my ID,

they got all tense,

and began frisking me.

Crazy, isn't it?

They asked me to strip.

Dessert or coffee?

I'd like dessert.

It's in the fridge.

Take care.

Make yourself at home.

- I'll see you at the weekend. - Thanks.

- Good night, girls. - Love you.

Your dad seems cool.

Heard from your sister?

No.

I thought about it. I have an idea.

I know how to find her.

Remember the protest video?

I took a screenshot to hand out. I'll show you...

Yes?

- For you. - Thanks.

Can you and I talk

for a second?

Can't I be alone with Lena?

I'd like to talk about that train thing,

just us two.

She's a fucking pain!

What happened with the officers?

Nothing, don't worry.

- You sure? - Yes.

- You'd tell me? - They were heavy-handed.

That's all.

Look, I brought this. They didn't find it.

- Mushrooms? - Yes.

- Good night. - Night.

Do you mind?

I'm glad you're here.

Did you miss me?

A bit.

Me too. A tiny little bit.

- BlahBlah's here! - Hey, BlahBlah.

Not going to introduce us?

Who are you?

I'm Lena, hi.

My German penpal.

Not pozzible...

BlahBlah haz ein penpal!

Coming, Lena? We've got class.

Wait.

Zee you, girls!

Zee you!

What's going on?

- I can report you. - I was saying hello.

How's disciplinary action? Expulsion?

A sanction for your puerility.

- And your racism. - It's not racism.

I wasn't racist, I was joking.

Even Lena laughed.

I found it funny.

That's how you welcome someone?

Lena, I apologise on behalf of the whole class.

Salomé, please apologise.

Sorry, Lena.

- In German. - I excuse myself.

Try harder!

Dunno how to say it.

Salomé, pack your stuff.

Excuse me, sir.

My country has a bad image.

Our past is shameful.

- You're not responsible. - Yes, I am.

My generation has inherited this history.

It's up to us to work through it.

The far right is once again

a threat across Europe. In East Germany, it's very serious.

It's the same here in Alsace with the far right.

We have to talk about it.

Yes, but now isn't the time...

Any questions?

Me, Lena, I do. I have a highly political question.

Fanny changed style cos of you?

Quiet, please. Let's not start this again.

BlahBlah's gonna do her head in!

- Salomé, pack your stuff. - It was a joke.

It's over.

- BlahBlah, it was just a joke. - Quiet please.

Come on, hurry up.

- We'll meet afterwards. - You lot keep quiet.

See ya, Salomé!

What did you talk about when you met your sister?

I can't remember. All sorts.

Did she talk about her mum?

No, too awkward.

What exactly does she fight for? Anti-capitalism?

- She's part of the Black Bloc. - Really?

The Black Bloc?

- That's so cool! - Yeah.

We're getting off.

What are you doing?

Black Bloc protestors use these a lot

to smash the windows of banks and high-end boutiques.

We should go to the protests.

She's not at school.

We'll never to find her anyway.

Do you pity me?

No, Fanny, stop it. I'm here for you!

In a fortnight you won't be.

Give it here.

Cut it out!

The cops have no idea who's doing what. They're completely lost.

So you're less scared now?

At the head of the march,

there is

a sort of friendship,

love, togetherness.

Helping someone you don't know,

who's in a bad way, is powerful.

It's a beautiful kind of togetherness.

You feel less alone.

You're already up?

How's everything going? How's school?

For me, everything's fine.

But Fanny's finding it tough.

- The others are so nasty to her. - I know.

We don't have a solution yet.

Why not change schools?

She already has, lots of times.

It's tricky.

Maybe she could live with me then.

For a year or two.

- In Germany? - Yes.

She felt good there.

Better than here.

But you know, Fanny has her family here,

an education to finish,

her final exams.

Afterwards, it'll get better. I'm sure.

She'll meet new people.

I need to get ready. I've got an early meeting.

So, Thursday, pension reform protest.

Can't go, we'll be in class.

In two weeks,

a climate strike, gonna be big.

Coming?

- I'll introduce him. - Nope.

- You sure? - Yes.

I want to rest for a bit.

How long is your lesson?

Two hours.

See you later!

- What did you do today? - What did I do?

Don't worry. I'm fine. I've just got to get used to it.

You won't always be at home.

Take a look at the cathedral!

My god...

It's beautiful.

Do you like Strasbourg?

Yes, it's pretty.

It's not what I imagined though.

The city was built by the Germans.

It's too much like home.

And Fanny?

She isn't with you?

She's with some guy.

She is?

He's her boyfriend?

That's great, isn't it?

- Good morning. - Morning.

A funeral in Leibniz?

Leipzig, in Germany.

My penpal's grandpa died. My mum's taking us, four days.

- Here. - Goodbye.

Hello, we're looking for this girl. Have you seen her?

- Here are my details. - Let me give you something too.

- Thanks. - Excuse me, do you know this girl?

We're looking for this young woman.

Forget it.

There's no point. Only oldies here.

Sorry, have you seen this girl?

I've got a photo on my phone.

Matthieu! What's up?

- Do you know her? - Don't recognise her?

- I'm sure I've seen her. - Where?

No idea. You see that logo?

The three diagonal arrows are all over Strasbourg.

- It's an Antifa logo. - Antifa?

It's the youth wing.

Shit!

Look at that.

It's Hitler?

The caption says

the neo-Nazi living here beat up an Antifa guy.

What did you search for?

"Antifa Strasbourg."

That's a girl, look. You can see her hair.

It could be your sister.

I don't think so.

They look alike though.

They don't.

She's not with them, ok?

You've only seen her once. You wouldn't know.

You're right.

Hi, girls.

- Hi. - Hi.

- How are you? - Good, you?

I'm alright.

Hello, sweetheart.

Pasta again?

Pasta alla Fanny!

Not even Mum can compete with me.

Sorry, Lena.

Next week, I'm not as busy. We'll eat out.

Where is la mamma?

- In a meeting. - I'm going for a shower.

Sure he has no news?

- Maybe he lied to you. - Maybe.

So for my recipe, we take some tomatoes...

Basil...

Fanny, do you know his passcode?

My birthday.

Unlock his phone!

Do it.

- Now! - I can't.

- You can! - It's not right.

If we want to find her, we have to.

- What do I do? - Go into contacts.

Look for "Justine."

There's no "Justine."

In his messages then.

Do a search.

There's too many.

- Check his photos! - I can't.

Come on, quickly!

Hurry!

Are you in his photos?

What?

Found something?

Put it away, it's stupid.

Can you set the table, please?

You should tell her.

It's none of my business.

But you can't keep it to yourself.

I'm not telling. I'm not 12. People cheat, that's it.

It's not down to me. She'll be hurt.

Besides, she might know.

Hello!

In a crop-top at Parliament?

Crazy what you'll do to piss me off.

Alright...

Do the tour, gotta go.

The hemicycle is closed for talks.

See you at the Aquarium? Which booth?

22.

The staircase symbolises the reconciliation

of France and Germany, their partnership...

It's cute you say "partnership."

We call it the Franco-German friendship.

It's Polish TV.

Come on.

Let's go!

Warsaw! My body, my choice!

What's wrong with you?

You're crazy.

Yet these young people are so creative,

so inventive,...

and so committed to climate and social justice...

They are ready for the mass movement.

Youth, fearful of eco-catastrophe...

Antonia, do you interpret for populists too?

- Can you refuse? - No, not in a democracy.

When that happens, the pressure's on.

Each word I choose

can tone down a statement

or expose what's in it,

without being obvious.

I'd say any old thing.

Well, I can't. Shall we go?

- What do you want to do? - Humanitarian work.

In what field?

Communications, logistics?

We'll see. One or the other.

I can't decide. Political studies or the frontline.

For which cause?

Plenty.

Economic degrowth,

ecology, social economy,

animal welfare,...

neofeminism, the fight against fascism.

- That's a lot. - True.

It's all connected.

I just don't know where to start...

She wants to be in a Black Bloc.

You find that cool, do you?

You know what it is?

I'm not an idiot.

I'm for civil disobedience.

At each election no one cares about the climate

or youth, so they find new means of action.

You act like a Commie, but you're a little posho.

I'm not sure violence leads to much.

What? I know what I'm saying.

- Your Uncle Amar... - Not that story again, it's irrelevant.

Do our beliefs bother you?

Not at all, Fanny,

we have to fight for what we believe in.

You're lucky to live in a democracy.

For me, it's the vote...

I can't vote, Dad! I'm not old enough.

Can you stop lecturing me? It's a real pain.

Calm down, Fifi. We can talk politics...

He gets on my nerves!

Now you're in France making money, you've given up?

No wonder I'm angry.

Your scheming ways, your dirty deals,

they disgust me.

And what are you doing? You're angry.

But with who?

You're angry with your parents.

There goes degrowth...

Let me hold you.

- Is Rebeka here? - Yeah, why?

She told us to meet her here.

Rebeka? Someone's here for you.

- Something to drink? - Yeah, we'll grab two beers, thanks.

Thanks.

Yes?

It's about the missing girl.

Right, the poster.

Yeah, I've seen that chick.

Sure? The photocopy is blurry.

Don't you have a colour photo?

Yes, here.

That's her coat, her eyes...

She was at the protest last month.

I gave her a cigarette, we chatted a bit.

- I remember her deep voice. - It's her then.

Was she alone or with people?

You're asking a lot.

As far as I know, alone.

Who is this girl?

- Her sister. - Yes.

How long she been gone?

A few weeks now.

The police know? What've they said?

We haven't told them.

She's in a Black Bloc. We don't want the cops on her ass.

- We'll ask around, if you like. - Thank you.

Would you mind if I ask the people in here?

Her sister's in an Antifa group. Know any?

- Have you seen this girl? - No.

How can we contact them?

Does this girl look familiar?

- Try the Molodoï. - What's the Molodoï?

- At a protest? No, never? - No.

Hello.

Hurry up!

Thanks a lot.

Bye!

What the hell are you doing?

Have you forgotten your exams?

How'd you find us?

That's not the point! I can't trust you!

How did you find us?

Lena, can you explain?

You're still tracking me?

I work, you think I've time...

For fuck's sake, get off my back!

I've got no life!

You're suffocating me! Spy on Dad instead!

He's out of hand.

- He doesn't respect you. - Shut up!

Get out.

- Go. - Don't you wonder what he's up to?

Why he's not home?

You're not worried? He's cheating on you. I saw photos.

Yes, photos, of course.

Get out. I'm done with your stories.

- But Mum, I swear! - Out!

Shut up and go inside!

You too, Lena. Get out.

Hurry, I've got work.

Why don't you believe her?

She's talking nonsense.

Antonia, it's true.

She saw another woman in his phone.

- You saw the photos? - No, but...

But you believe her?

Yes.

She doesn't mean any harm,

but she tends to tell stories.

She's a fantasist.

She does it when she feels insecure.

She makes things up.

But it's all in her head.

Like the officers on the train and her pregnant friend.

Your mum said she told you that.

Sometimes she calms down,

but she's started again since you.

It's hard. I'm sorry.

I thought you'd caught on.

I've got to go.

Anthar will be home later, and we'll sort this out.

Antonia...

Does Fanny have a sister?

Does Anthar have a daughter called Justine?

No.

What's going on?

You're leaving?

Lena, stop it. What's wrong?

What did she say to you?

So you're not allergic?

I am.

Why do you make this shit up?

I swear it's true.

- Are you fucking joking? - No.

Please, Lena, wait.

Want me to eat some to prove I am?

Most trains are cancelled, but I can change in Frankfurt.

Lena, I don't like this.

You're leaving in two days anyway. You can't just run off.

- They'll be worried. - I'm leaving now!

Buy me a fucking ticket, or I jump the barriers.

Lena, stop with this crap.

Fine, bye.

Lena, please, don't leave.

To be honest,

that girl fancies me.

- But I... - She fancies you, ok.

I don't give a shit.

- Like father like daughter. - So don't believe me.

Don't tell my daughter about it.

- She's sensitive. - She already knows.

- How come? - Because it's the truth.

And she told your wife.

It's ok. Antonia doesn't believe her.

She says Fanny lies.

All the time.

That's why you're leaving?

When she was younger, she struggled...

with pathological lying.

They're white lies mostly,

nothing that serious.

- Nothing that serious? - Yes.

You seem to find it funny.

If she does it, it's because she's hurting.

Why would she lie to me like that?

Because she loves you.

She wants to impress you.

She wants you to find her interesting.

Sorry.

Yes, Antonia.

I can't talk, I'm at the station with Lena.

What's the matter?

Calm down!

Fanny? Since when?

What's wrong?

What's happening?

- Come on. - What's going on?

Sweetheart,

open the door.

Open up!

Darling...

You scared me. You mustn't do things like this.

- You mustn't. - I just wanted to be alone.

You can't do this.

It's ok, I'm fine.

You don't realise.

Honey, it's all ok.

- Yes. - Let's leave them alone.

I won't be able to fall asleep.

Get up, put some clothes on.

We're going out.

- Right now? - Yes.

I know where we can find your sister.

Siri, look for the Molodoï Club, Strasbourg.

Here's what I found.

Get dressed.

But...

We're not giving up now.

Open your mouth.

Your phone.

Turn it off.

Two beers, please.

His tattoo.

Fuck...

- Can you see it? - Yes.

It's so beautiful.

Hang on.

It's Justine.

It's her, look.

Over there.

She's leaving.

Wait, let her go.

I don't have a sister.

I think...

I'm in love with you.

You think so?

I'm in love with you.

I'm in love with you.

What do you see?

We see nothing.

What do you hear?

We hear nothing.

Where are you going?

We're going nowhere.

Who are you?

We're nobody.

What belongs to you?

What belongs to you?

Well, everything belongs to us.

Everything belongs...