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Let us leave the pretty women to men without imagination.

In Search of Lost Time

Hi, this is Nora. I'm not avai...

- What do the marshes absorb? - CO2.

- Through the phenomenon of...? - Photosynthesis.

Faster!

They absorb CO2 through photosynthesis.

- The project is...? - Innovative.

CLOSED

You must

know the exact terms. We can't look like charlatans.

We convince Manero

and show the Decartalas they can make money.

The roadshow will be here. It'll really be something.

- Yes? - Manero's isn't answering our calls.

What exactly is it you want?

A credit note or my money back. It's the very least.

We don't do "satisfied or your money back."

But we didn't have sex.

- And he stayed all night. - Then I should charge you extra!

What?

He cried all night. I had to console him.

Look, Mrs. P�nicaud,

this isn't a souk, there's no haggling.

In a restaurant you pay for what you get. We're the same.

I own a restaurant.

You own a restaurant? Then you get it.

The "hair in the soup" trick doesn't work with me.

Have a nice day.

Shit!

At least you know where he was.

No more tricks for Ludo.

Look, don't call that number anymore, call me on this one.

It's my personal phone. And enter me as "the Bear."

No, delete the other one, otherwise my wife...

my secretary, okay, is...

very scatterbrained, okay?

Send me a message,

come to the hairdressing salon, and I'll lick you...

I'll... I'll...

I'll do to you whatever you want, okay?

Excuse me.

Do you want to see my breasts?

Do you want to lick my breasts?

Excuse me. That gentleman is inviting you to his table.

Hello, Sir.

Finding you after all these years is wonderful.

Your fragrance, Sir.

Madame is waiting in the grand salon.

Juan!

It's incredible!

I was barely 20, and the heat was sweltering in Andalusia.

People spoke of our wedding as the event of the decade.

An Adriani was getting married to a Johnson.

My husband was handsome, rich, funny,

and very much in love.

And yet,

I couldn't help feeling, deep inside myself,

an immense void.

As if I was missing out on my life.

Then I saw him.

Juan.

On his horse.

And I knew.

What happened?

Stay straight, please.

Sorry.

My husband didn't notice.

He was too busy drinking

to celebrate his happiness with the guests.

And I...

had the best sleepless night of my life.

And since then

not a night passes that I don't dream of him.

And after my husband died,

I started painting Juan.

Every day.

And the reason you're here today is...

his face is fading from my memory, and I can't bear that.

Yes.

I was unfortunate enough to meet my soulmate on my wedding day.

I hate drinking alone, so thank you for joining me. I'm Rom�o.

Ludo.

Cheers.

Have you done the job long?

Were you a herdsman?

Not really. I was a doorman

at the Gritti.

The luxury hotel in Venice.

Women crossed the Atlantic to spend the night with me.

There was an article about me in Vanity Fair in 1979.

"Rom�o, the man of 4,000 women."

Four thousand?

Absolutely.

Journalists do tend to exaggerate, but there were a lot.

- Some of them very famous. - Like who?

Elizabeth Taylor.

Gina Lollobrigida.

Look at this.

A gift from the Duchess of Arcourt.

What an era!

A past era now.

I should be going.

Could you help me out? I've stupidly forgotten my wallet.

Yes, of course.

Thank you.

That's kind of you.

I'll see you again.

Next time it's on me. The word of a gentleman!

- Excuse me. - Yes?

How did you know that...?

At first

you do it for the money.

The euphoria takes hold, dragging you in a downward spiral.

You end up losing yourself.

A word of advice. If you have a family, protect it.

I didn't manage that.

And I'm paying for it now.

It was to this song that he kissed me.

That fragrance.

Every evening it's different.

- A wine to go with the sardines. - Thank you.

I'll get wine glasses.

Proper wine glasses!

It's really good.

- Here eat one. - No.

I have a dinner to go to in a minute.

Already?

Where's the wine from?

It was a gift from the makers.

- You know those people? - Yes.

I go sailing with them. They're friends.

- Why? - Your mom stopped working for them.

They're bad people.

Really?

I thought Mom had found a better job.

Do they know who you are?

What would that change?

What would that change?

- Mom, I'm talking to you! - Stop it!

Leave her alone.

What's your name?

Mathias.

It's funny.

I never thought I'd ever be able to do this without love.

You never tried to see him again?

No, never.

But I should have left with him that night.

Reason stopped me. I didn't listen to my heart.

Are you married?

No.

What if I asked you to stay with me?

It's tempting.

But I do have someone.

And it's her birthday.

I'll let you go, then.

Maybe it'd be more reasonable for me to stay.

Reason?

No, don't make the same mistake as me.

Don't make a fantasy of your life. Embrace it.

Now I'm happy.

Now I'm afraid.

Now I'm angry.

Nothing changes.

Crazy, isn't it?

And it cost me 20 grand!

The cost of a handbag.

It was worth it. I'm set up for life.

And playing poker,

this poker face wins every time.

I see myself so beautiful in the mirror...

- But, Matteo, how old are you? - Me?

Thirty-eight.

My ass!

It's really simple.

Just three injections of baby Botox!

Patrick, are you thinking of doing it?

I'm letting nature take its course.

Its course? Its sag!

Matteo!

Mr. Author, you're with your son a lot.

My son is an idealist.

If he was here, he'd have you by the throat

for chopping down all those trees for your highway.

Which will be lit up by solar panels and make me a fortune.

Karl says there's more technology in a leaf than in any solar panel.

There are lots of green investment possibilities.

Blue carbon, for example.

For example!

Our young friend has woken up.

- It's not very sure. - But it can be profitable.

The problem is that when a plot of land becomes available,

the hotel group makes an obscene offer.

The best marshy land in the region belongs to Manero.

It's a strategic spot for Hydromeli, the group you alluded to.

They need it for their "ecotourism" project.

But they don't know that that land,

because of blue carbon,

will later be worth a fortune.

It's a goldmine.

Olga Sakiris is trying to negotiate with Manero,

but nothing's signed yet.

And I know Manero very well. If you're interested.

You're a business introducer now?

I have many strings to my bow. Like you.

Enjoy your fun and games,

but when we're talking about my money,

I think the same as Matteo.

- All you care about is money. - Absolutely.

It's a shame.

Sacrificing one's life, which is priceless,

for fundamentally worthless financial profit.

Your toy boy has some wit!

To one's life, which is priceless!

Here you are!

Wonderful!

Where's this cake from?

I was going to ask you.

- You didn't make it? - No, I didn't.

Where's Ludo?

Have you called him?

I left a message, but he hasn't replied.

When did you last talk to your best friend?

Chouli!

Mrs. Chouli.

So, what do you think of my cake?

Obviously it's superb!

It's the least I could do for Charly's eighteenth.

Well, you've certainly made it special with this.

You haven't replied to my messages.

- I've left a lot. - A lot.

A lot of messages.

Mrs. Chouli, I said just once. Just once!

Sorry?

We said just...

once.

I don't remember.

Look, in France, the customer commits the crime, not the prostitute.

I'm thinking of you.

Like, it'd be a shame to invite problems with social services.

But thanks for the cake.

It's like you, it's... surprising.

Sorry.

Have a nice evening.

Happy birthday, Charly.

What should I wish you?

Love?

Then I wish you love.

Happy birthday, boss!

Sorry I'm late, but I have one great fucking present!

Old man Decartala is red-hot for Manero's land.

Yeah, I went all-out!

Well done! That's great!

Let's get a drink. Coming, Mathias?

I'll be right with you.

Glass bottles! It makes no difference to you, but it does for the planet.

Plastic is shit.

Isn't it?

- Have we met? - You don't recognize me?

Sorry, no, I don't.

Zak.

Madame Nelly's son.

We played together. My mom worked for you.

Zachariah? What the fuck are you doing here?

- Are you okay? - Yeah, great.

When did I last see you, when we were ten?

We raised hell together.

One night, you were determined to steal the neighbor's tortoise.

We were seen, and you left me to get caught.

I was on the barbed wire,

and you just ran.

Dude, I don't remember.

I can't forget it.

The barbed wire.

Fuck, I'm... sorry, man.

Forget it.

To make it up to me, you gave me a fire truck.

A plastic one!

I never understood why we left.

Some jewelry got stolen, something like that.

My mom? Impossible.

A tortoiseshell brooch went missing.

With all these tortoise stories we're getting in a muddle.

A bit, yeah.

Everyone, please! Don't worry, I'm not going to sing.

Good evening, everyone.

Thanks for coming.

I just wanted to say a few words for Charly's eighteenth birthday.

My little Charly. My little sis', can I still say that?

- Yeah, that's okay. - Thanks.

I remember the day you were born.

I'm not gonna lie, I wasn't happy about it.

No, I didn't like the idea of having to share Mom.

And Dad.

- Jealous! - Yes, a bit.

Do you know why Mom called you the little miracle?

- I don't remember. - No?

Mom and Dad talked to us lots and lots and lots about bees.

- Not too much. - Oh, they did!

Mom always talked about their birth.

She said: "Nature makes a bee in 21 days. It took me ten years.

"So this girl is my little miracle."

Happy birthday, Charly!

Thanks, Ben. You speak well.

It was a good speech.

- You're a really good talker, Ben. - Thanks, Ludo.

We're all friends here tonight.

I say we all stop the kissy stuff for a moment.

- And, Charly... - Yeah.

Eighteen. A woman.

And what a woman!

Right, Mathias?

Wait.

I just want to tell you that life...

isn't that simple.

I'm a piece of shit.

A piece of shit.

You're a piece of shit too.

But, Charly, you have your whole life before you,

to become a piece of shit.

And what I want to say is,

go easy on yourself. Go easy.

Because, whatever your ambitions might be,

you'll always fall short.

That's how it is.

But that's okay. It's okay.

It's okay if you have your loved ones.

I mean, as long as you have loving friends around you.

Because the most beautiful thing that human beings have invented...

is forgiveness.

Forgiveness.

Thank you. Now let us all...

Forgive me, Nora.

Forgive me.

You're the best thing that ever happened to me,

you're the mother of my son.

And I... I...

I've fallen in a hole.

But I love you.

I love you, you understand?

I've screwed lots of pussies, but...

No, but I don't care about that.

It's not that, it's not that!

It's you!

I don't care about those women! It's you I love!

Do you understand that I love you?

It's fucking eating me up!

I've got the fucking devil in me! The devil!

You shouldn't have. You scared her.

You're telling me what I should or shouldn't do now?

- I'm only trying to help you. - To help me?

When do you help me?

- You think only of your own shack. - My shack?

Our farm. I'm thinking of us.

Of us?

Look at us, all whoring ourselves

because of your crazy hotel idea.

All because you feel guilty that you were a shit to your dad.

Are you gonna slap me too?

You know what? Sort out your own trauma,

then you can come and lecture me.

You drunkenly insult everyone, and you lecture me?

- Yeah, whatever! - Right!

He's got a nerve!

Did I force you?

We all agreed.

Okay?

Or we'd have lost the farm.

Would you have had your watch?

- That's not the point. - Then what is? Tell me!

What is the point?

We're not making enough money anyway.

Screw Olga's babe less, you'd earn more.

That's enough, isn't it?

For one night.

What?

I'm on my way, don't panic!

Where are you going?

There is no point, actually.

You're just not seeing anything.

Your best friend is sinking.

And Mathias...

is facing the worst thing anyone has to do in life.

No, you're not forcing us to do anything.

But we're not together.

You're no longer with us.

You're no longer with us.

You've fixed it.

I thought you'd like it.

Turning 18 with no mom or dad is tough.

Luckily you're here.

I've tried, Charly.

I just want to get our hotel back.

You can't do it alone.

We have to be united.

All with the same plan.

- Why do you go on seeing her? - Who?

She's a good person.

- Why is she? What do you mean? - Nothing.

- Are you falling in love with her? - No!

- You are. - Stop it, that's ridiculous!

I'm a pro, I know what I'm doing.

She's Olga's Achilles heel, she's how we attack Olga.

Charly, this was our plan. Let me do it, trust me.

But we don't need her now, we can fix it with Manero.

- It's just personal revenge. - No.

It's your ego.

It'll get us nowhere.

Anyway, what do you know about love?

You're right, I don't know a thing.

Charly.

You and him, it's impossible.

You and her too.

So stop it.

Life is a rose.

Each petal...

is an illusion.

Mom, calm down. It'll be okay.

Just breathe.

Listen to me, concentrate on my voice.

It'll be okay.

Take it easy.

- Mathias. - What is it?

Nothing, just an attack. Breathe.

I've given her a tranquillizer.

- Stop giving her that shit! - It's the protocol!

She'll be okay.

What are you doing?

- I'm taking her outside! - Stop it!

Help me.

I'm with you.

Breathe, breathe, breathe.

Breathe.

Get another blanket.

It's okay, I'm with you, Mom. I'm with you.

Each thorn...

is reality.

Go on!

Pull it!

Kiss me.

You don't know how to dominate her.

I'll show you how.

- A quote of Alfred de Musset. - Gloomy.

My exam studies.

If you come in here, I give the orders.

Very well, Master.

I promise I'll go and see him.

Don't worry about us, Mom.

We won't be alone.

I'll take care of Sam.

And I'm going to make it.

Remember when I told you it was impossible for me to love?

I no longer think that, Mom.

I love you, Mom.

Ben, what are you doing here?

I didn't want to miss your grand opening.

- It's beautiful. - Thank you.

Screw the flowers, it's you I want.

- No... - What?

Not now.

I want it to always be now.

Ben?

I've tried to fight it, but I can't.

I love being with you, I feel good.

Everything's better with you.

Okay, come with me.

Olga, my love. I'd like to introduce you to someone.

Ben.

Ben, meet Olga, my wife.

Hello, Olga.

Hello... Ben.

We actually know each other.

We've sort of worked together.

No way! That's crazy!

Yes, it's crazy.

Crazy, yes.

Excuse me.

- The director would like a word. - Okay, I'm coming.

- I'll be right back. - Yes.

What are you doing here?

You took everything of mine.

I'm taking the only thing you care about.

You've been seeing my wife?

Every day.

She's fragile.

You'd better stay away from her.

Then give me back my farm.

Is that a threat?

It's a deal.

My farm for your wife.

I'm going to fuck you!

You already did.

My love, I never planned on this happening,

but...

since both of you are here with me...

here goes!

In fact, Ben and I...

have been seeing each other for a while.

And I told him about our plan to have a baby.

And it so happens that he too really wants to be a father.

So,

if the two of you agree, of course,

he could be the donor.

Okay, I'm going a bit fast here.

I'm going too fast.

You know I really want my child to have a male model.

We've discussed it.

My love, you...

you've always backed me up.

Please, here again I'm asking you to trust me.

Agree to talk to him.

He has wonderful values. I know you'll adore him.

I know you'll adore him.

I want a child of love.

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