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Oh, damn!

Goddammit!

Hello, Sandrine? It's Nicole.

Yes, how are you?

Right now, I'm at the station.

I'm in front of the notice board and...

There's no train for two or three hours.

It's unbelievable.

I'm so bummed I didn't get to see you.

I was really excited to see you.

Listen, give my regards to the others for me.

And huge congratulations on your promotion.

So, see you next year?

What? Yeah...

There's such a crowd here...

Hey, a kiss for Theo from me.

And again, well done, Sandrine. Kiss kiss.

A Great Life

Come in.

Sorry I'm late.

Sit down, I'll be right with you.

Madam... what are you doing?

I'm terribly sorry! I thought it was the doctor's.

It was because of that poster over there...

What credit changes your life?

It actually made me think by association of...

...of an illness. Cancer.

This is the bank, madam.

Yes. I'm very sorry.

So, if I were your doctor...

Given your situation, I'd say you're terminally ill.

Well, don't exaggerate.

So. Cofinoga, 12,000 euros. Cofidis, 15,000.

Empruntis, 6,000. Younited, 8,000.

You're more than 40,000 euros in debt.

40,000 euros.

- Yes, it's a lot. - You're aware?

Madam...

I won't beat about the bush... You're personally bankrupt.

Please give me your cheque- book and your credit card.

You didn't tell me that on the phone.

Would you have come?

- Because actually...

...I found a new job.

- Oh really? - Yeah.

- Where? - In Paris.

So, everything's going to be back to normal.

What company? What salary?

The salary...

The normal. And then...

- You mean minimum wage. - Yeah.

But it's a good job.

The company name escapes me.

You can't remember the name of the company that hired you?

- Please... after Christmas... - Madam.

Please... I'm begging you.

Don't make things any more difficult than they are.

Cheque-book... and credit card, please.

I don't enjoy doing this.

Thanks.

There we are.

The cheque-book...

The butts are fine.

- I'll do it. - No, wait...

I'm not used to cheque-books.

I'll do it.

I don't blame you... You're just doing your job.

But I don't know... I've never done anything crazy.

I've made mistakes... but nothing crazy.

I spend my life for my son.

I can see that. I see your statements.

I see EDF, Mutual Insurance...

Foot Locker, 189 euros, what's that?

That's what I meant...

It was a mistake.

You mustn't give in to kids' blackmail over brands.

It's not blackmail, it makes me happy.

- He's studying biology. - It makes you happy...

- He gets good marks. - But with this sort of debt...

...you have to treat yourself differently.

Understand?

But how do I get money for rent, groceries?

You'll have a card...

...but only for withdrawing cash.

With a weekly limit that will need to be set.

One question.

If something should happen to me...

...will my debts fall onto my son?

Not if he refuses your inheritance.

You inherit your parents' assets and their debts.

Sir, open your bag.

I already had it with me.

- I asked nicely. - I know.

- Can I help you?

No, I'll come back.

- You don't have a used one? - No, it just came out.

I'm going...

Good evening.

Answer when I talk to you.

Let her go. What's wrong?

- What's the matter? - It's alright.

There's no "it's alright." Go home.

Kobe made himself.

No way, he's got work to do. With LeBron, it's been 20 years.

Well, shall we go eat or...

- What do you feel like? - Whatever you want.

We can eat... Watch out... your pants...

You okay?

What are you doing here?

Weren't you supposed to be with your colleague?

Yeah, but she called it off.

Anyhow... I've a lot of things to do.

I have to cut my nails, get my roots done.

Hello, ma'am. Samira, nice to meet you.

Nicole, likewise.

Anyway...

I must say, your place is original.

Thank you.

- What are you two doing? - We're in class together.

You're studying biology too?

Fantastic.

Can't you go somewhere? Don't you have anything to do?

No, but... You have a room, Serge.

Well, you invite whoever you want, I don't mind, but...

Don't worry about me.

- Come on, we'll... - Yeah.

- Excuse me, but... - Sorry.

It's nothing. No big deal.

Sorry.

Seriously?

- Sorry? - Are you serious?

Forget it.

We'll go to my room.

Whatever I do, I do something wrong.

I don't know...

Honestly...

Near the English Channel, it's quite cloudy, like here...

Come on, shut up!

It was supposed to be just us two... and she shows up like that...

She wasn't supposed to be here. She does that all the time.

She's so annoying! I'm really sorry.

Don't worry... it's not serious.

Come on, relax, come here.

Who cares, right?

I can't.

Wait, it...

It bothers me that my mum's here.

What are you doing?

Wait a bit.

Go ahead, it's okay.

Good evening.

Can I get you something else?

- That's fine. - Okay.

Are you going to stay here all evening?

Come in, I'll get you something.

A coffee. But to take away.

Okay. Milk, sugar?

No, thank you.

Okay.

Here's your coffee.

Thank you.

You're on the 5th floor, right?

Do you live there?

Are you spying on me?

Oh no, I'll give it to you.

It's on me.

- There's no reason... - My pleasure.

'Bye.

Cordon bleu and spaghetti... does that sound good for dinner?

Did your girlfriend leave?

Yes, she saw the mouse, and got scared.

Shit!

We're going to have to buy some traps.

In the meantime, reassure her. Don't make a drama out of it.

You have to make girls laugh.

That's no use. It's this place too, it's...

No point.

What about this place?

Look where we live.

We used to have a garden. We could hear the birds.

- Yeah, well... - Now it's...

We can't go back.

Cut it out... You miss it too.

There are pot-plants everywhere... You can't walk.

They're not even real.

Everything's dead here. The couch is covered in plastic.

It's ugly. It's gloomy. It's dirty.

You just need to clean it.

I'm not your slave.

And I protect the couch for guests.

But which guests? Who's coming here? Eh?

You were ashamed to invite your colleagues...

...when you had some.

You might have managed a smile, been pleasant.

I smiled absolutely perfectly.

It was a restrained smile, out of politeness....

...that was subtle.

So, it's my fault? Okay.

The way she shot off...

It wasn't the mouse that scared her away.

Sorry... but maybe it was you.

And also, you could've warned me too...

...before inviting someone. I could've been here.

But you weren't supposed to be here!

I had to get out of here... all alone... in this neighborhood.

And where do you know this girl from, to invite her to our house?

Hang on...

Do you have a problem with her?

Something about her?

- Do you have a problem? - I don't have a problem!

It's her! And you say, "What about this place?"

What? Does she live in a palace?

This place here... all comes from my heart...

From my dreams! Everything is made with love!

Everything is made with my tenderness!

I'm not staying here for the rest of your life.

Excuse me?

But I don't want you to stay here.

I wish you'd leave.

The mouse... There!

It's really annoying us!

It went into the kitchen.

Okay, I'll fix something to eat.

Your friend is very attractive.

She talks like a princess.

Hello, yes?

Hello, sir. Nicole Boussy speaking.

Yes, hello, madam.

Excuse my calling...

But you were going to get back to me.

So, I'm just checking.

So yes, we had an interesting interview,

You have experience as a data entry operator.

But at some point, one has to make choices.

It's nothing personal, it's quite simple.

- Actually, what's the reason? Is it my age?

There's no need to... Tell me the truth. Is it my age?

Is it my age?

The reason? It's quite simple. You live far away.

To get to work, you'd have to take the D-Line...

...which is always disrupted.

You'd have been late a lot.

We've been through this before, we don't want to deal with it.

There. You see?

Okay, fine. Thanks.

If you'd lived in Paris, you would've been accepted.

Well, I don't live in Paris.

Mrs Boussy, I wish you good luck in your search.

Normally, it's true that the wedding night...

That's the moment when...

But hey, afterwards, me...

Actually, I don't know him.

I still feel like we need to take our time.

Well, I don't know...

Still. She's an adult, she just got married.

It's her wedding night.

I don't know why she's saying no! No? What do you think?

Even if the first time, it's always a little tricky.

It's a bit of an art.

How would you see yourself in that situation?

If you were a girl...

...we'd confide in each other, we'd go shopping and stuff.

What do you want me to say? "You bumped into me." That's stupid.

I need you to tell me about yourself.

Cooking is all I'm good at.

One day, I'll find out you're married, with 3 kids.

No, I don't know.

You never tell me anything.

Go on. Go on!

No, I've never...

So there.

How about that!

You've almost expressed yourself. You're making progress, my love.

Maybe in a year, you'll make it with a sentence.

My little baby, he hasn't... yet

But don't trust what you see on the internet.

Because in reality, the first time is even worse...

...than what you see on the internet.

But afterwards, afterwards...

Afterwards, it's a beautiful thing.

It's even poetic at times.

I don't like talking about it with you.

I just said it was poetic.

- Look, the perfect family.

- Don't worry, baby. - Lots of presents...

We're going to have fun tonight.

It's the 24th, it's sacred, for god's sake.

I have one cheque left. A pity that I'll go to jail.

But we'll have a damned good Christmas.

- What are you doing? - Wait and see.

Here. One euro, caramel topping. I'll take it.

Plus a small one, as well...

- Why not? - Because it's Christmas.

I don't want to go hungry.

But I have 2 restaurant vouchers...

...that I kept in case of emergency.

- That's 22.50. - But I don't have enough.

I have to add four euros.

Do I have 4 euros? Okay, 4 euros.

Well, here we go.

You're lucky.

Are you lucky or not?

For Christmas...

What's the matter?

I don't know... I thought it was for me.

But it's not your birthday.

You never feel a thing.

Come on then.

Promise me you'll become rich...

...and pay for a face-lift. Say "I promise."

I promise.

Let's dance.

That's so corny.

Why are you dancing, then?

You look like a chicken.

I'm a hawk.

Honestly, right now...

You do what you want.

I'm hungry. Shall we eat?

Sure. Let's go.

So, shall we eat?

Shall we eat?

How would you dance if I were Samira?

Show me. You practice... I'll coach you.

That way, when you date her, you'll look great.

Dance with me as if you're...

Come on, put your arms here or there. Come on.

Come on!

Come along... It's just for practice!

I don't want to.

- I'm coaching you. Come along. - Stop it!

Try! Let yourself go!

Do you know that happiness is the little things in life?

Who cares if there aren't many of us in the family. Eh?

What family?

Are you mad at me?

What about?

Not having a father.

No father, no brother, no sister.

No grandparents, no uncle or aunt.

No cousin.

It's certainly lacking.

You're all I have.

Guys...

...are not always polite.

But you are.

You have sensitivity.

You're straight.

If it's not Samira, it'll be someone else.

But I'm sure you'll know how to make a woman happy.

At least YOU will succeed.

I'm proud of you and I love you.

You've got your whole life ahead of you, my love.

Here...

Merry Christmas.

What is it?

It's not exactly what you asked me for, but...

Is it a good one?

For a trip?

A bit... sort of, yes.

When I'm gone, I won't be able to leave you anything.

No money, no house, no car. Only debts.

So, you'll have to refuse my inheritance.

That'll be easy.

But I thought of something.

Can I open it?

Yes, open it.

Donate their body

When I'm dead, I've decided...

...to donate my body to science.

Is this a joke?

It's not funny.

It's so you don't have to pay anything for my funeral.

But what do they do?

What's it for? I don't understand.

Types of research.

- On you? - Yes, studying me.

To help medical students...

biology students... This should interest you.

They test products, they do crash tests...

Lots of things, actually.

Some day, perhaps, you'll come across me in class.

That would be cool... You'll study me.

"Oh, that's my mother!"

Is that your Christmas present?

But you won't have a grave. And no urn to pay for.

Do you know how much a funeral costs?

It costs at least 5,000 euro!

That's way more expensive than a stupid video game.

I'm saving you a lot of money.

You should be thanking me!

What's with this Christmas? It's absurd.

It's the absurdity of life.

- I'll live with it. - You're really crazy.

I never want to speak to you again!

But... hey!

Serge.

Serge?

But who cares about a grave! It's...

It's ugly, it's corny...

But you'll get used to it!

Come on.

Get lost!

Come on.

Come on, let's eat the Yule log, it looks delicious.

Okay, listen, sorry. We'll wipe that out.

That was a bad idea. Please.

I'm begging you...

If I were perfect, you wouldn't love me.

Come on. Don't ruin things like this!

It's you who always ruins things with your shitty ideas!

Donate your body to science?

You're old! Nobody wants your body!

Why would it be any different for science?

Please...

Maybe I love you too much. It's my fault. I'm sorry.

Shut up! Don't touch me.

Don't touch me.

Look how you talk to me. I's not possible.

We're nice to people we admire, who've achieved something!

We've been going downhill, year after year!

It's your fault, your choices.

I don't do anything, and I suffer! All the time, all the time!

I'm ashamed of you, in front of my friends.

I don't want you to exist.

You're an ugly old thing, who's dying bit by bit, every day.

Everything inside you is dead. Your skin is falling off, you're ugly.

You disgust me.

I want to throw up when I see you.

Ask yourself why you're all alone.

Or why you don't have any friends.

You set an example for everything no one should do.

You're a failure.

Stop! Or I'll stuff something into your mouth!

Do you understand?

Go on, hit me.

Hit me. Come on!

Hit me or I'll kill you!

You have to stop! I'll defend myself too!

I'll kill you!

Serge! I'm sorry.

- Forgive me, darling! - You crazy woman.

- I was scared. - Let go of me.

My darling, I'm sorry.

- My baby boy. - I'm bleeding.

- Please, my baby... - Let go of me!

I'm taking you to hospital.

Let go of me, you mad bitch! Get out. And don't follow me!

I never want to see you again. Ever!

Hello, it's Serge, leave a message.

- At the end of your message, type hash to edit it.

Yes, my darling, it's me...

I don't know where you are...

...but you know where I am.

You don't have to...

...answer me or call me back.

I'm sorry.

Take care.

I love you.

And your skin needs to be taken care of.

You should get a haircut.

It's been years since I've been to the barber's.

Hello.

Who are you?

- Serge's new mother.

He was looking for a better mother on Craigslist.

We really hit it off.

We're going skiing this weekend.

Have you ever been to the mountains?

- Never. - That's very serious.

Young people gain experience while travelling.

It gives them a foundation for life.

How do you expect him to catch up?

Do you think it doesn't hurt?

- Me, me, me, me.

You only think about yourself. Just look at where he lives...

Look at this jungle of kitschy fake plants.

Serge, please, say something.

- Let's just say you've been great. - Yes. Thank you.

I don't regret the years I spent with you.

I learned a lot.

- He's very kind. - But now...

There, I'm turning a new page.

It's not against you. Don't take it the wrong way.

I need to move on. I can't stay here anymore.

I didn't tell you... He's coming to live with me.

But he's my son.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

Thanks.

Yes, Serge, it's me. Just seeing how you were doing.

I wanted to know if you were coming to dinner...

...so I can make arrangements. So, tell me.

And I'm fine. I'm at home.

I'm calm, normal. Kiss kiss.

Oh! Thank you.

You're getting to become a regular.

Thank you.

That's sweet.

Hey, what's happening?

What's wrong?

My son left me.

Ran off. No longer loves me.

Didn't that happen to you at his age?

Having to put up with your parents?

- Yes. - Well, there you go.

Come on, pull yourself together.

Don't worry, he's probably with his girlfriend.

How do you know he has a girlfriend?

Serge is your kid, right?

Yes.

He talks to me about you sometimes, when he comes by.

He comes here? He talks to you?

That's right.

He talks to you about me?

He only talked to me about you.

What's he like when he comes here?

What's he like?

He's polite, discreet. And he's well-mannered.

That's true, he's very polite.

But why does he talk to you, and not to me?

Sometimes people are more comfortable with strangers, that's all.

I see you two around a lot.

And I can see you love each other.

No, I don't know how to love.

Why do you say that?

We had a fight.

I broke a mirror over his head.

All the same...

Is that love?

Why did you argue?

I'd decided to donate my body to science...

...so he wouldn't have to pay anything for my funeral.

You're kidding!

For me, it was... It was my Christmas present.

To me it was a token of love.

But he took it really badly.

You astound me. Damn!

Sacrifice yourself, even after death.

You're fucking crazy.

I meant well.

I really did mean well.

Because, you see... I...

I've worked all my life.

And I have nothing. I have nothing, nothing but crap...

No pleasure.

Maybe it's because I'm useless.

I know, I'm useless... not smart enough.

I haven't handled things properly, I've made wrong decisions.

Or just, it's my destiny, I don't know, I deserve...

Is it all I deserve... I don't know.

- Sorry. - Stop apologising.

- Stop apologising. - Okay.

You know... How can I explain?

For years, I thought my life...

Look around you. I thought my life would be like this.

A hookah bar in a shitty neighbourhood.

But I love this place, it's mine, you see?

I like meeting people.

I like chatting with them.

It makes me happy... That's enough for me.

Sometimes you have to go no further.

You talk as if it's all over.

So, it's normal that you're depressed.

You have to create your own happiness. Understand?

- Alright. - We don't have a choice.

But for me, it's the lack of money.

No, I don't agree. Money... No, no.

Happiness isn't just about money.

Norah.

- Nicole. - Yeah, I know.

- Nothing else? - No.

Sure? Okay.

- I'm fine here. - You are?

- I'd like to stay here forever. - Then do Just that.

We have an acceleration of the world ahead of us.

Big decisions must be made.

Gradually, all together,

we are succeeding in ensuring that every French person

can work and build their life.

Carry out your projects.

Our economy creates jobs.

And in sectors like restaurants...

...all businesses are struggling to recruit today...

...at a time when 3 million are still in unemployment.

This situation flies in the face of common sense.

On July 12th...

...I spoke of the necessary pension reform.

To preserve our retirees' pensions...

...and solidarity between our generations...

...we'll have to make clear decisions.

My little chick.

We went to the hairdresser.

WE had our hair cut.

- The event is tonight on France 2,

for December 31st.

We invite you to celebrate together...

...in an incredible location.

At midnight, fireworks will light up the sky...

...shot from the sumptuous French-style gardens.

More than 100 artists have gathered here tonight...

...to make you vibrate, dream...

...sing and dance.

- To continue this festive evening,

..I'm offering you a game...

...that will allow you to end the year in style.

This evening, we're giving you some incredible gifts.

When I say "incredible," I mean "exceptional."

Every month...

...you will automatically receive €2,024 in your account...

...for one year. That's 24,264 euros.

For that...

- ...answer the question.

What colour is the Moulin Rouge...

Register your entry for the drawing.

I wish you all good luck.

And right away, let's welcome two artists...

...who have come to pay tribute...

The black guy who dresses like a Parisian.

Stop it, he's got panache.

- He looks like Kendrick Lamar. - He started downstairs!

Come in.

- Am I disturbing you? - Not at all.

You're welcome. My pleasure.

We're sitting here.

Have a seat.

This is Nicole.

Pleased to meet you.

Amine and Yacouba.

Make yourself comfortable.

What can I get you?

- A beer? - Okay.

Yacouba, do you want anything?

A Coke.

- And you? - An Orangina.

I hope I'm not disturbing you.

No, don't worry.

It's great to have you hanging out with us.

It's nice.

- Have you ever tried hookah? - No.

Never? You have to make her try, Amine.

Here.

Do you know how it works?

- I don't know. - You inhale.

Go ahead and...

And you try to make rings.

That's it.

It stings my throat, but it tastes good.

Don't swallow.

No, I didn't.

How old are you?

It's not done, to ask a woman her age.

- Why, is it rude? - Yes, it is.

I'm not ashamed of my age.

- Go ahead, tell us. - 52.

- 52? - Yeah.

- Honestly, you look great. - She doesn't look 52.

- She looks 48, at most. - 4 years younger, I'll take it.

- I like your cap. - You won't find it anywhere.

It's... leatherette.

I bought it for 100 francs over 20 years ago.

I love it. Hat-wise, you're super-cool.

We've been seeing each other for years.

But this is the first time we've spoken.

I thought you were mute.

A woman alone...

...here, with guys outside yelling and whistling at her...

It's true, isn't it?

I know we're bugging you...

But everyone does their job.

You're shadows, you scare me.

- That's nasty. - But it's true.

But not here, not here. Here, you're people.

You're humans.

- Before that, we were shadows? - Yeah.

You're shadow to us.

You scare us too.

Your looks...

It's like I don't exist, to you.

- Here, would you like it? - Yeah, thanks.

Tell me truly... Do you vote for Le Pen?

I'm not judging you, but tell me.

I voted once.

- OK. - I told you.

But why?

I wanted to see what would happen, if she succeeded.

Afterwards, I was ashamed.

I was so ashamed. Never again would I vote for her.

I had a house, with a small garden.

I lost it when the left was in power.

I just want to know... who defends me?

Who takes care of me? Who takes care of us?

I don't know anyone.

That's why I don't vote.

That's just stupid.

You're the ones getting screwed.

That's all they want... that we don't vote.

I agree with her...

...but I also agree with you.

For me, it's done with, I don't give a shit.

I'm like you.

It's true, since my son ran off...

...I've been taking things as they come.

Done.

You don't smoke? You want to get stoned?

- No, I already... - Come on, Nicole!

- Relax! - I'm not used to this.

I'm not used to it, I don't know how...

Trust us this time.

It'll relax you.

- How's it? - Nothing's happening.

That's normal, it's just the beginning.

I can't relax... That's my problem.

We'll talk about it in 5 minutes.

What do you do to have such beautiful hair?

It's my mother.

She does it for me.

She was a hairdresser for 2- 3 years.

- Do you love her? - My mother?

Yeah, my mother, I love her a lot, like...

I'd do anything for her.

Like, she's done everything for me.

She's the only person I have.

If she went tomorrow...

I'd have no one left.

- Do you tell her that? - No, never. Never.

I don't.

But why?

You should tell her... You really should.

Hey, you can just do it... you tell her... "Mum, I love you."

- But I can't do it. - What do you mean?

- I just can't do it. - She needs you to tell her.

- She's my mother, I love her so much. She did everything for me.

When my father abandoned me, she was there.

Wallah.

Stop crying.

Are you serious?

Don't worry.

We're all here for you, brother.

I want to dance. Anyone want to dance?

- Is it okay or not? Look at me. - It's okay.

- Hey, look at me, go on. - Wallah, it's okay!

We're supposed to be dancing.

Let go of me, madam, please.

Oh, yes, you're being formal with me. Now I'm "madam."

What's wrong, did I offend you?

Stop bugging him.

You've been attracting attention ever since.

Look at you, you're pathetic.

But you're... But I don't know...

But let me live. You look like my son.

- Have you ever seen a free woman? - Stop pretending.

- Do you think you're at home? - You're not at home either.

- What did you say? - Neither are you.

- I'm not at home? - Stop, stop.

- Are you in your living room?

- I'm more at home than you are. - But...

Go over there.

- I'm not at home? - Stop it!

- I'm not home? - But you...

- Where am I? - Just stop it.

- No , I'm defending myself! - It's you, stop!

It's not his place. Is this his place?

Stop it!

- Oh! What's going on? - She says he's not at home.

- Don't defend her. - Calm down.

I just said that...

- I'm not at home? - Explain.

- Explain. - It's her!

I don't want violence here! No fucking violence!

- Come on, let's get out of here! - Get out of here.

Come on, the party's over.

Nicole, go sit down.

Norah, look at me... what you're doing isn't right.

- We'll talk about it tomorrow. - You never say that again!

Leave, please.

She meant that she was at my place.

- But your living room... - Nicole...

What living room? I know what you meant!

- Come on, let's get out of here. - We don't give a damn.

They ruined our 31st.

No, there's no point in talking. There's no point anymore.

I...

Sorry.

- Here. - I didn't understand.

I don't know... I...

I always ruin everything.

No, everything's fine.

I'll talk to them tomorrow.

You're a disaster.

A little walking disaster.

Okay, I'm closing up.

Then I'll go.

I can't find my cap.

Because you spent the evening throwing it around.

So I said...

- I'll find it for you. - I was there and... phew!

It must be around there.

Hey, damn, here it is.

You see? Because I said "phew"...

Here.

Yeah...

Come on, I'll walk you home.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

I'm going to check the mail.

I'll leave you.

Actually, my place isn't tidy.

Does that bother you?

There's also the elevator that doesn't work.

It's 5th floor.

- Your place looks great.

- Yeah.

It feels like we're in the Amazon, I love it.

Sorry.

We could have a drink first.

Before what?

Before this.

- Before this? - Yes.

It's instant, is that okay for you?

It's perfect.

It's not like your coffee.

If you have things to do, go ahead.

- If the bar... - I've plenty of time.

I've nothing to offer you.

That's fine.

I don't need anything.

What are you afraid of?

Being happy.

- Oh, fuck.

Hi, Serge. I...

You alright?

Okay.

- Happy New Year.

- I'll be quick. - But stay.

No, are you kidding? With the kid...

No, it's the shame, it's okay.

But he's not a kid anymore, stay.

No stay, stay, stay.

Stay... I'm asking you.

I'm asking you.

Yes?

- Does it still hurt? - No.

I...

I never want to go through that again.

I'm sorry.

Me too.

Were you at your girlfriend's?

Yeah.

Why are you laughing?

It's... Nothing... I don't know...

You weren't bored while I was gone, were you?

Are you shocked?

- No, I'm not shocked. - Yes, you are shocked.

I'm not shocked.

Just give me two minutes.

Let me get used to it.

But I always knew...

Knew what?

- I'm not at all... - That you were different.

- I'm not different. - Oh yes you are...

You're in tune with the times. That's good.

I don't care about current trends, so...

Has it been a long time?

Not at all. It just happened. It was an encounter.

Serviette.

- Would you like some lemon? - Yes.

Will it happen again?

Don't look at me like that.

How could you ask such a question?

How embarrassing!

We don't know, we'll see.

It mustn't happen elsewhere.

Why not?

If I hold my girlfriend's hand in the street, I get dirty looks.

Maybe we don't care about dirty looks.

- Would it frighten you? - No, I'm not scared.

See? We're not scared.

Cheers.

See you in the new year.

And how are your classes going?

They're going well. It's a lot of work...

But I like it, I'm happy.

I'm learning genetics, bio-molecular biology...

How the Earth works. It's general, but interesting.

I like it.

What do you want to do when you finish?

I don't know exactly, but what I'd find interesting...

...is research around evolution.

Darwin, and all that.

Yeah, I know it well.

Darwin, do you know who that is?

Yes, I serve him coffee every morning.

Serge.

Bye.

Bye.

Yeah, bye.

Wait!

Wait.

What?

Nothing.

Mrs Boussy...

So...

Norvalis...

So, you had an interview...

Okay...

It didn't work out.

Okay, you've gone on.

We both know this meeting is pointless.

Yes, Mrs Boussy.

It's to take stock of your situation.

- Getting points, points...

Did they give you a reason, the last one?

- The last interview? - No...

That I'd have to take the train...

...and that they couldn't afford for me to be late.

That I'd need to live in Paris.

But how do you...

Did they tell you that in writing or verbally?

- No, verbally. - Okay.

- On the phone? - Yes.

- I called them to ask. - Do you have their number?

Yes, yes.

Then give it to me. It's Mr....

- Legras. Thank you. - Wait.

What are you doing? I've got enough trouble as it is.

Don't worry, I just want to talk to him.

Hello. Could I speak to Mr Legras, please?

Is that you? Hello.

I'm Julie Da Costa, Val-de-Marne Employment Centre.

I'm calling about Mrs Boussy...

...whom you interviewed...

Two weeks ago. There you go.

So, you would have justified your refusal to be hired

...because of her place of residence...

...and the fact that she has to take the train.

You know, in France, we have the Eiffel Tower, castles...

and also something called the Penal Code.

I'm going to read you Article 225-1.

"Any distinction made...

"...between people on the basis of..."

Yes, yes, wait, I'll finish.

"...of their origin, their sex,

"of their surname, of their place of residence."

"Their place of residence."

Yes, please, yes.

Yes, I heard the conversation recorded by Mrs Boussy.

Did you record it? She's with me.

- Yes! - Do you hear?

I'm meeting Mrs Boussy today, who wanted to share this...

...on social media, this recorded conversation.

So, I'd still prefer to call you...

...so we can talk about it calmly.

You never know with social media...

...the way it can develop.

You're welcome, sir.

He's pretending that he's looking.

Yes?

Okay, I'll let her know. Thank you, sir, goodbye.

Are you available on Monday the 20th?

They'll ask to see you, they'll take you.

I don't want to take someone's place.

It wasn't against me, it was...

Maybe it's destiny. I believe in it.

So, I don't want to get in the way either...

Wait, Mrs Boussy.

You're not taking someone's job. You're taking your own job.

But I don't know, it doesn't seem real.

You did it like Mimie Mathy.

It's like a miracle.

- For me, good things... - Yes. You know, madam...

...that's not magic, it's the law.

Yes, yes, yes!

Yes!

There's so much stuff.

Look, your beef and cheese.

Where did you find the salmon?

It's on the corner, at the end.

- Another toast. - Oh...

Well, to your new job.

Oh, no, no, no.

To your new girlfriend.

- To you both. - To love.

At that job...

I could have a heart attack.

It's true.

It would all end when I'm doing best.

There's something huge in your teeth.

- Really? - Seaweed.

What? Is it horrible?

I hate having things between my teeth.

No, there's nothing there.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Thank you.

But it's not my birthday.

It's for the times when I didn't wish you a happy birthday.

Go ahead, make a wish.

Subtitles by FatPlank for KG