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You screwed up big time, Léo.

I know. Sorry. I was backed into a corner, I had--

-Backed into a corner? Really? -I said I'm sorry.

Come on, this isn't the time to argue. What do we do?

Let's get a car, drive to the airport, and stop her before she leaves.

Oh shit, there's Chloé.

Oh, there's Chloé.

-Well, talk to her, dumbass! -Oh, right, yeah.

-Are you stupid? -Jesus.

Chlo! Chloé, hey.

Uh, I didn't tell anyone about it.

Good.

I mean, apart from Cassandra.

But I didn't tell her it was you, I swear.

Wh-What did you tell her, though?

Uh, nothing. Just that a guy from school won the lottery, that's all.

But don't worry, really.

I won't tell anyone it was you.

You know, I also have a secret.

Oh yeah?

Y'know, I've been having this dream about this purse right here.

I-I think I'm in love with it.

-Oh… -Apparently, when you dream

about something multiple times, it's because you really love it, so…

-Guys. -So, what did she say?

So, she did tell a friend someone won the lottery.

-That part's true. -Uh-huh.

Luckily, she didn't say it was me. No prob. So it's fine.

Of course it's not fine. Are you crazy? Victoire's at the airport!

Yoo-hoo!

The fuck? It's her.

Your tracker's bullshit.

-What's up? -Well…

-She got a new bag, I guess. -Probably she doesn't know yet.

Plus, she has the cards.

She won't stick around when she hears the rumors.

Hey!

-Hey. -Hey! Sup? How are you?

What's up, friend?

-Hola! Vicky, Vicky! -How are you?

Are you guys okay? You're acting super weird.

-No. -Uh, no.

-C'mon-- -Just--

-No, you're acting weird. -Yeah, you're weird.

Not at all.

Yeah, actually we were just waiting for you.

-Yeah. -Aw, that's so sweet, you guys! Thanks!

By the way, that's nice. Is it new?

Uh… Yeah, I sold the other one. Why?

-Ah… -No reason.

But who cares about that, right?

-Totally! -Right.

We got a philosophy mock exam. We'll be late.

Uh…

Okay, guys, I have an idea.

If we don't want her to leave with our money,

we have to make everyone in school think someone else won.

Okay. Uh… How do we do that?

With the help of the school's biggest loser.

We have to spread a rumor.

Apparently Stella said my shorts were ugly.

They're great!

-She just doesn't like you. -Yeah. They're nice.

-She doesn't know anything. -Who cares what she says.

I'm telling you, he won the lottery.

No way, I don't believe you, it's Jordan?!

Don't overdo it!

-Shh, you hear that? -Jordan Segura, it was him.

How do you know?

I bumped into him Saturday night, he was super wasted.

He pulled out a huge wad of bills, like, this big, it like blew my mind.

And he was bragging, saying he won the lottery, that he won millions.

Wow, that's crazy! Are you sure it was him?

Yeah, yeah! Jordan Segura.

On my mother's life.

Are you kidding me? Jordan?

Jordan! Jordan! Jordan! Jordan! Jordan! Jordan!

What's happening here?

Apparently he told everyone he hit the lotto.

What? What the hell, man? Why would he say that?

-You guys didn't spill, right? -No, not me.

Mm-mm.

Victoire, what about you?

You-You hung out with Jordan, didn't you?

Well, yeah, I did, at Karim's party, but I didn't…

Oh, you kidding me?

-Unbelievable. -But…

Hey, Victoire, are you sure?

Because you were, like, really hammered, weren't you?

Hey, forget it, Samia. What's done is done, right?

No need to make a big deal out of it, y'know? That's it.

No, uh… Thanks, Léo, but I really didn't say anything. So, uh--

Well, I think you did. Whatever.

-No, I really didn't. -Hm.

Then I guess he saw it in the paper, like everyone else.

"Lottery winner in town," and whatever, right?

And he thought, "Good, I'll pretend it's me,

and then everyone will love me."

And apparently it's working.

I feel sick, I'd better go to the bathroom.

-You don't feel well? -Sorry.

Uh, wait, Victoire, I'll come with you.

I think we may have bought us some time.

Holy shit, guys!

It wasn't Patrick Fiori, okay?

It was Jordan. He stole your ticket.

-Liar! -Hey! Shut up! Shut up! Jesus!

He didn't steal, he's pretending. Can you shut up? Jesus.

Oh!

Fuck yeah!

Come to think of it, this is gonna be awesome.

Because people will start digging and realize he didn't actually win.

And then they'll keep digging.

Even with, like, bare minimum use of their brain power,

they'll realize that we're the ones with the money, the real bosses at school.

No. We don't want that at all. Keep your mouth shut. Don't say anything.

-Yeah, but he's got a point. -He does have a point, dude.

He doesn't have any money, so soon enough they'll find out.

-Damn it, you're right. -Well, yeah.

-We have to think of something. -Mmm…

Okay, but what?

We have to make him a real millionaire.

"Young Millionaire"? That sounds lame as shit.

It has to be kinda lame, y'know? Just like Jordan, right?

It has to look like he wrote it.

Ah. Okay.

And with that, there won't be any doubt. He'll be the sole lottery winner.

-Hm. -Boom.

"Yo, ladies and gents."

"This is Jordan…"

Spell it wrong.

"Let's--" I got it. "Let's have some fun."

"Fifty bucks for whoever proposes

the craziest shit…"

"…in the cafeteria today."

I hope it works, David.

Of course it will, man.

For real, Victoire. Just trust me on this one.

It's genius, because if everyone's focused on Jordan, no one notices us.

-Mm-hmm. -That's why we made the Snap, right?

I get it, but we don't know if it'll work.

Victoire, it's everywhere now.

Everyone's on it. It's viral. No way it fails.

It sucks he came up with this bullshit about being a millionaire,

but this could actually help.

It better work, 'cause no one can know it was us.

What've we got?

Okay, let's see.

"Chug ten shots of vodka." Super lame.

"Dump Miss Chamois in a dumpster."

"Shit in Thibault's backpack."

Ugh, I'm eating! Really?

So gross.

So, Karim? Should be funny, right?

For sure, do it.

Okay, I'm on it.

And we have to pay them for real.

So obviously it's gonna cost us.

And we're gonna have to join in too, so it doesn't look sus.

I hadn't gone out with Maria in ages

She wanted me to put a ring On her manita

I rented a 458 Italia

I'm just like my mom Sometimes I listen to Dalida

Oh, wow.

Come on, bro.

LOPEZ SMELLS LIKE SOUP

Look, I got your cards. Here.

Thanks.

Ow.

Take it.

Here you are.

-Thanks. -No problem, see you.

Oh, wow! Thanks!

Huh?

…Ninety-seven, 98, 99, 100!

Yay!

Oh, that's crazy, dude!

Hey, you! Yeah, you. Come here.

Come on.

The hell's going on? What's happening?

Nothing, just making some money, y'know?

What are you saying?

So this dude in senior year just hit the lotto,

and now he's handing out cash for dares.

I already went big, left a little gift in the janitor's flower pot, y'know?

I took a shit.

-I got 100 euros! -Whatever, I don't care.

What's the guy's name who won?

Jordan Segura.

Jordan.

Okay, who's next?

Welcome to my home, you guys. Come in.

Wow!

Ah!

-You're like a total pimp. -Hold on, how much is the rent?

Bro, stop asking questions and just enjoy the view, come on.

I mean, just look at that.

Shoes off, by the way.

Seriously? You're that guy now?

You wouldn't believe the deposit they asked for.

These floorboards cost more than your apartment.

You dickhead.

Just got back from Italy

Don't give a fuck if y'all sick of me Y'all can't get rid of me

Y'all can't get rid of me

And making a mini-me That ain't gon' work

Are y'all kidding me?

Y'all kidding me? Shit, I got some blood in my mouth

But y'all did not finish me

What's with you, Jess? You okay?

Yeah, yeah. I'm fine.

-What, are you sick of this already? -No, it's not that.

It's just, since we got the money, my grades started dropping.

-What do you mean? -I'm bombing all my mock tests.

Law school's a joke at this point. I'm failing everything.

What the hell are you talking about? We rule the damn world.

Our lives are fucking easy. We can do whatever we want, damn it!

Speak for yourself.

Léo, gimme my phone.

What are you doing?

"Five hundred euros for whoever steals the mock exam answers."

Are you sure about this, David?

Too late.

No way.

Guys, Rémi replied to my Snap.

-Ah, good. Did he steal the exam answers? -I don't know. Let's see.

Hey, fam. I didn't manage to steal the mock exam answers.

But… Ooh! I did steal the keys to the school, guys!

So turn up, we're throwing a party tonight, it'll be lit!

He's… crazy, oh man!

Uh, well, I mean, bringing everyone to school,

like, I don't know, it's a bad idea. What if we get busted?

No one will go. It's really late, right?

Yeah. Just relax, Léo. You know what? Let's just go to school,

and I'll kick some losers out if we need to, all right?

Ah!

Ay, what up? You don't look so good.

You want something?

-Yeah, sure. -Aight, then.

Come here.

Fucking crazy.

Jordan!

Yeah?

So, you won the lottery?

Yeah. Crazy, right?

You know, being rich can be dangerous around here.

We can protect you if you want.

Oh, no. I'm good.

It's nice of you, but that's okay. Thanks.

Wait! Wait, stop, stop. I don't have anything!

I lied, stop.

Someone at school won the lottery, but it wasn't me, I swear.

Tell us who.

I don't know, but it wasn't me.

Aight, listen up. You have three days to find out who it is.

-Or else you're fucking dead. -Okay.

-Got it? -Okay.

They locked the janitor in his office and took his phone.

This is so not cool.

Don't worry, I'll find that shit in two seconds, it's fine.

Whoa! Wow, what a mess!

-Huh! Okay. -They trashed this place.

-Even the heaters. -Where is it?

And the beakers?

There's a fucking padlock right there, that's where they gotta be.

Goddamn it, Rémi's so stupid, man.

Fuck! It won't open!

Hey, David, take it easy, okay?

-Hold on. -David…

Jackpot.

Jess, your mock exam answers.

No way!

Fucking awesome! Let's tear that shit up, right?

Hang on, I've got a better idea.

Ain't no winners or losers here, my friends. I don't give a shit.

What are you doing, David?

Justice, bro.

-That's what I'm doing. Whoa… -Come on, man.

Hey, this party's fire, isn't it, guys?

-Oh, come on man. Put it out. -Ow!

Oh, fuck.

David, what the fuck did you do?

Chill out, it's nothing. No big deal, check this out.

-Just put it out. -Not alcohol!

-Get out of the way! -Go, go, go, go, go!

Fuck!

Fucking extinguishers don't work.

Come on, let's go!

Come on, open the door! Move, move, move!

-It's locked! It won't open! -Move! Here we go. Move back!

Open it, David!

Come on, man, hurry up!

Move, move! Come on, let's go, let's go.

Come on! Go!

Sam! Sam, what are you doing?

You okay?

I couldn't find her!

What the fuck were you doing, Samia?

I… I don't know. I was trying to grab something, you know?

-In the fire? -Mm-hmm.

Where are your friends?

Seriously, they just left you here? You can hardly walk.

Come on, let's get outta here.

That was crazy.

I can't believe it. Even the cops were there…

You think someone started it on purpose? Or…

I don't know.

Y'know, I wasn't planning on telling you, but… I like you.

I like you a lot.

Thanks, Paul. The air actually helped a lot.

By the way, uh…

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for everything.

Why are you staying at Léo's?

What's going on between you guys?

It's nothing, I just had a fight with my parents

so I'm crashing at Léo's, that's all.

Oh, that's all?

Yeah.

For real?

I know something's going on between you. It's okay.

Know what? Forget it.

Ah…

Oh, man.

Léo.

Mm.

Paul brought me home, and it felt super weird.

He told me that…

that he thought we were together, you know, you and me.

Like we were a couple.

Crazy, right?

But then again…

I admit, we do have a good time.

We sleep in the same bed…

even if we don't do anything.

Hm.

I've definitely imagined us doing it.

Léo, you're gonna think I'm being super weird…

Hm?

Y'know, I think I like you.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

But you're not really my type, with your long hair and everything…

Tom?

No, it's Léo.

Oh, fuck! What the fuck, man? What are you doing here?

What?

Dude, where's Léo?

How would I know?

-Give me the covers back. -No!

For fuck's sake!

-Get the light! -No!

Oh man…

-Oh! Oh, I'm gonna-- -Ah…

I love you.

Sorry.

I didn't really mean to say that. It, uh…

It just came out.

Come on, please, gather round, quickly.

-You okay? -Mm-hmm.

Did you look for me yesterday?

-Um… -…principal has an announcement.

Nice to see how much you care about me, huh?

C'mon, last night was crazy. I mean, uh, I-I couldn't find you.

-Mrs. Lopez has an announcement. -What'd you do after?

What did I do? I didn't do anything, I just hung out with Karim, y'know?

Quiet, please.

-Really? Karim? -Yeah.

I think you all know why we've gathered you here this morning.

The school was vandalized last night.

Those responsible are expected to come forward.

Whoever's behind it, speak up right now.

Just as I thought.

Well, you'll be happy to know the police are investigating.

An investigation? What the hell?

And until we find out who's responsible, the trip to Barcelona is canceled.

Fuck no! That's not even fair.

Shit!

And everybody will be expected to clean up the school.

That'll be all. Now get back to class. Quietly.

Guys, I'm screwed. If I have a record, I can't be a lawyer.

Well, yeah, but It's our fault that everything went to shit.

Chill, guys, calm down. The cops won't catch us, okay?

I deleted the Snap. They can't trace it back to us. So relax.

This is ridiculous.

What's going on, Mom?

It's the police. They're calling you in about the school fire.

Oh.

Mm-hmm.

I can't believe it. You have no business being in a police station.

It's fucking ridiculous. What's this, a witch hunt?

C'mon, Mom. Of course it's not a witch hunt.

It's a student hunt. Wake up!

Anyway, they'll find the idiot who did it in no time.

And then they'll leave you alone.

Right.

As for him…

He's gonna spend some years in prison, getting beaten up every day.

He'll learn his lesson, that's for sure.

Oh, you think he, uh… he'll get beaten up? Really?

-Well, of course. He's an arsonist. -Hm.

Yep. They'll throw him in a closet with all the pedophiles and the fetus lovers.

Make an example of him.

Hm. Well, I'm going to bed now.

Good night, stud.

Yeah, uh, hey, Jess. Did the cops call you in too?

Yeah. But don't worry.

I'm about to meet up with a lawyer and get us out of this fucking mess.

-Okay, let me know how it goes. -Yeah, sure.

ME YOUR DAD

Hello, ma'am.

-Can I get you anything? -Yes. Yes, yes, sure.

Well, maybe a menu, or, uh, you could recommend something?

An espresso martini? It's my specialty.

Well…

Um, I was thinking of something with alcohol. Coffee sounds, uh…

Well, it is a cocktail, y'know.

-Wow. -Yeah.

-A cocktail! -That's right.

-I knew that. -Of course.

The name's a bit confusing, for sure.

I'll have that, then.

-One of those? Great. -Yeah, sure.

Over there. Watch out for that bump, because there's no grass there.

See, over there.

-If you hit it… -Sand trap.

-Right-- Ow! -Oh!

What happened?

-You okay? -I'm sorry.

-Yeah. -Really, I…

-No worries. -I'm just, y'know, I'm so…

No, don't worry about it. It's fine.

Well, nice to meet you.

Jessica Daya… za… la… La…

Had something in my throat, sorry.

Jessica Dayalalah. That's my name.

Hi, I'm Franck Verracci. My wife, Joumana.

Nice to meet you. Hello.

Hi there.

Uh, wait, I'm sorry, but, uh,

Franck Verracci, uh, as in the lawyer from the Ajaccio arsonist case?

That's me, yeah. Did you follow the case?

Uh… Yes, yes, absolutely. I, uh…

I'm a law student at Aix, actually, and we did a case study on it.

You mind if I ask you something about the case, actually?

-Hm. -Um…

Uh, what would've happened if the accused had been a minor?

It wouldn't change anything.

The accused would've been sent to the detention center for minors.

Right.

Either way, the accused would've still ended up doing, uh, ten years?

Ten years, yeah. In this particular case, yeah.

Ah.

-Yo, Jordan! -Oh!

Shit, man!

Relax, dude. Chill out. It's just me. Jesus.

Wassup, D? How are ya?

Fuck, you look like shit, man. Who kicked your ass?

This? It's nothing. Uh…

Some guys jumped me, y'know, 'cause of the lotto.

Guess that happens when you're filthy rich, right? Haters gon' hate.

Yeah. Do you know who?

Nah, I don't know. Some guys from the hood, y'know?

What're you doing in my building, David?

I have a proposition.

Oh, I get the picture. You're after my money, right? That's it.

That's right, I am.

Enough, dude, cut the crap, okay?

You didn't win shit.

All right, come here.

I'll explain.

I couldn't sleep at all last night. My…

My mind was racing.

Yeah, I get it.

My parents went nuts when the cops called, y'know?

Don't worry. We'll stick to our story. It'll be fine.

They have nothing on us.

All right.

I'm gonna turn myself in.

What? You're joking, right?

You know what, just let me take the blame for it. It's cool.

No. You'll end up snitching on all of us. I know you. You'll buckle like a belt.

Come on, I'm no snitch.

You're not some action hero either.

-Well… -That's a great idea.

You have my full support, Léo.

-Come on, what the hell? -What?

That would get the cops off our backs, right?

I'd do it if I could.

Yeah, right. Sure you would. You expect me to believe that?

Of course I would, but all the money is in my account.

For the group, right?

Seriously, thank you, Léo.

Hey, why don't we invite her to your gala at the Palazzio?

She could rub shoulders with the right crowd.

Oh, no, no. No, y'know.

-No? -She'd get bored. Everyone's older.

Oh no, I mean, I'd-I'd love to come.

I love old people, you know? Um…

Grandparents and all that, they're great.

You see?

Well… Okay.

You're so nice, I appreciate it.

I do have to say, uh, the dress code is evening wear.

Sober and elegant, if you know what I mean.

Oh!

Oh, this!

Don't worry about it, this is for when I'm relaxing, I mean…

Guys, you're so fucking annoying. No one's answering.

I just wanted to tell you our problem's over. I'm gonna fix it.

-Here. -Whoa… Nice, dude!

I'll give you another 25K once you confess, okay?

Sounds good to me.

Put it away, dude.

Right.

Come on.

POLICE HEADQUARTERS

Hey, are you really sure about this?

Yeah.

Okay, here I go.

See you in the visiting room.

-I'm really impressed by you, Léo. -Yeah.

Come here.

-I'm gonna miss you. -Mm-hmm.

Y'know how it goes, we did what we had to do, right?

-Hi. -Morning.

Hey.

-Oh! -Uh…

You came to fetch me, that's so nice!

Bye, thank you. The fuck are you doing here?

-I was gonna turn myself in. I-- -The fuck you are.

What are you doing here?

Hey, you're all here for me? Awesome, thanks!

-He didn't let me do it. -Shut up and walk.

-What's going on? -Shh!

Now that Jordan Segura has turned himself in,

the rest of you are no longer punished.

That means the trip to Barcelona is back on.

So now, please, everyone go back to class slowly and quietly.

Hold on.

-So we're actually going to Spain? -Yes, Tom.

The trip to Barcelona is going to happen.

Oh my fucking God!

Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco…

Come on, guys. Oh, everyone's leaving.

What, you never took Spanish?

Okay, Jordan cost us 50K, but now we can have some fun.

Don't know about you, but I'm going crazy with my card.

Let's slay this shit, fuck yeah!

-Big noise, vroom like a 'Rari -Wow.

Set pace, don't chase Star of the show

I got somethin' fresh For a brudda though

He wanna know, can you be my lover No, come and go

Like it, I get it, I buy what I want

Bitch, I don't queue I'll be straight to the front

I ain't no fake I do all my own stunts

Smokin' these bitches Just pass me the blunt

Here you go, bro. Enjoy.

Pull up with the Dollz We come like an army

Ah!

That's my chargie In the party

Drinkin' Henny and Bacardi

Every time I step on the scene Wan' pree

Hair laid like a young Barbie

Ah!

-Bow down to the good narni -Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Kill him with the, kill him with the Kill him with the

Every time I step on the--

This still feels so weird.

-Yeah? -Yeah, Samir?

-Hey, baby, I'm listening. -Well, apparently Jordan wasn't lying.

-Why? -It's pretty clear David won the lottery.

-Are you sure? -No doubt about it.

Been watching him for a while. He's spreading a lot of money around.

Okay, well, let's pay him a visit and collect our share.

Okay.