Original subtitles

-Prego.

-Come on, Raoul.

-Questo è il vostro tavolo.

Ciao.

-(Come here.)

Buonasera, signora. -Buonasera!

-Prego. -Grazie.

A child's voice

...

-Prego, signori. -Grazie.

-Preferite dell'acqua naturale o frizzante ?

-Acqua naturale.

-Now it's recording. -Sparkling water!

-Raoul! -Are you asking us questions?

-Did you go to the Jardin des Plantes with Grandma?

-No, with Mom. -But speak up!

-We won't yell, we don't speak for the whole room.

Were you at Grandma's, too?

-Er... Yes... -Have you seen Papa François?

-What's up? -Have you seen Papa Claudine?

-Yes.

-And Raoul, there, he was all weird.

-Yeah. -Where to?

-When you found Claudine, you had tears in your eyes.

And I said, "How are you, Raoul? Are you moved to find Claudine?"

-No, you weren't. -Yes, you were moved.

-Ah, yes. -Do you remember this?

-Yes.

-Did you think she was beautiful, Claudine?

Don't touch that, we'll hear nothing more.

-And we forgot the watermelon.

-Look what we're going to do.

We leave from Porto Torres and circle around to the west.

And we're heading back east. -Right. Okay.

The doorbell. -I haven't prepared anything.

It's adventure. -It's "l'avventura".

L'avventura... -Maman!

-Oh, my darling. Oh, my darling. -L'avventura...

-Hi, there.

-Kiss, Daddy! -Kiss, sweetheart.

-Well, bye.

-Oh! She's so beautiful!

-Hello, Raoul! Isn't Jean-Philippe here?

Isn't he here? -No, Mum, he's joining us.

-There still has to be Jean-Philippe during the vacations.

-Come on, let's get a move on!

because we're going to take the train.

-He has to come with you, Jean-Philippe.

All the same. -Come on, let's go. Let's go, let's go.

-You forgot the watermelon!

-Mom, we're late! We're running late!

-Love, Grandma! -Well, too bad!

Have a great vacation!

Send me some pictures! -Yes!

-It's impossible, you forget everything.

-Wait, wait, wait! Yeah. -I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

-Too good! Dibs on the top bunk!

-Excuse me, please. -Watch out for the lady!

-But I understand, we've had two.

-Ah, excuse me.

-We've had two, we know what it's like.

-That's so good! -You got your brother?

-Yeah, yeah.

-If you don't mind, would you like to trade?

-Yes, do you mind? -No, I don't mind.

-Ah, yes, I'd like that. Raoul, come down, please.

Claudine, come down.

Do you mind? -Not a bit. On the contrary, I do.

-I'm so sorry.

-Wait a minute, wait a minute. He wants to come down. I'm here, I've got him.

-Thank you. Thank you, Madame. -We had two, don't worry.

-Two of what? Are they dead? -Well...

Claudine laughs.

Two of them. -Well, they were old.

-Well, yes. -They were old.

-You weren't there.

-No, I wasn't there. I'd gone off on my own.

You were with Mom and...

Claudine. -And Claudine.

-I was afraid that you'd be with men

who would have wanted to hit on your mom.

-I want bread! -I didn't get hit on at all.

-I want bread! -Me, on the train

for Rome, I was like with guys by myself.

-But so were you, you were a lonely guy.

-I was a lonely guy too. -You were?

-Did you taste the brisket? -Did she take cheese, Mom?

-What's the name this sausage?

-Salami.

-In fact, the trick still works

to record uninteresting stuff.

-He's under the table there. -Raoul?

-What's next? -You're not pooping?

Shit, he pooped.

-On the floor?

-He's pooping.

Can I take you to the bathroom? -I have to pee!

-You can let it roll now, while they poop.

-Bah... -Bah...

Bah, bah. Bah... There you go.

Did you understand what it was? -Yeah, I do.

-It's a representation of the power of sound, quite simply.

What I like is cheese. -You're weird sometimes.

-Why weird? Everyone else... You're not weird, are you?

Everyone's weird. -No, they're not.

But above all, you're weird when Mom says:

"Yeah, we had two, too." You said:

"Ah, because they're dead?" That's weird.

-Is his butt clean or dirty?

-Well... -He didn't poop?

-Shall we continue? -Sure.

-Afterwards, Mama, what happened in your bed?

-Come on, darling, come and give me a hug.

-I'm tired, I want to hug Mommy.

-Come and give a hug to Jean-Philippe. Come on.

-And...

-Well, I stopped once for I don't know what.

I filled up, and then I said to myself:

"I'm going to eat, it'll wake me up,

I'll have chicken McNuggets."

-(Cloclo?)

Sleepy moan

We have to hurry. I'll get all the suitcases out.

I'm taking out all the suitcases. You keep an eye on Raoul, okay?

I'm on my way.

SNCF carillon

Cloclo, come and help me, please.

Isn't he here, Dad, or what?

-Dad?

-Where is Dad? -Dad.

-Look, there he is. -Daddy, please...

Daddy!

-Come here.

-Well, here we go.

*-Be careful at the start.

-Why did you take the comforter? -Why?

Oh... -I'll take this off...

-Where do we breakfast?

-I had prepared everything, I had to do it all over again.

All the organization, I had...

Boring!

No, but no, not in that order!

Just a moment.

There you go. Just like that,

I'm driving, you've already driven all the way.

Can you hand me my sunglasses

that are in my bag, please?

-Mom, the headphones won't fit in my ears.

-Well, 2 seconds.

-To forget that you're alone...

Claudine sings Angèle's "Tout oublier".

We should forget everything.

Forget everything... -Straight on! There, there!

-Where?

-There! There! Oh, God, you're doing it all wrong!

Look where we are!

-No, but it's not there, what are you doing?

-Left or right? -But...

-You have no choice, you go straight on.

-Mom, we're going to die!

Mom, we're gonna die. We're gonna get it now.

Raoul, we're going to die.

-Yes... Well, yes, that's the problem.

You're going to pull over for the bus.

No, but... This is crazy! Come on, this way.

Come here.

-I think I I didn't lock the car.

-And Mom,

she had forgotten...

She had parked, she left the door open

when there was my checkbook and lots of stuff.

-So after that, we get into the boat. Yeah.

-Just like that, we're in the boat. -I'm making a friend.

-We're exhausted.

-And me, what saved me, was that I slept for 5 minutes.

-I slept for 20 minutes. You...

-You haven't slept 5 minutes. -At all?

-One minute. -10 minutes.

10 minutes, at least. -10 minutes.

-Do you know the story of the Lusitania?

-What?

-Ever heard of Lusitania?

-No.

-You don't know the sinking of the Lusitania?

-No.

What is it?

-This is a book I read at Papa's

which was great, by the way.

His father was in the war, during the First World War.

And she wanted to go and see him with her mother, he was in hospital.

Before the last 2 hours, there's the shipwreck.

Can you believe it? It's nothing, 2 hours!

And so his mother dies in the shipwreck.

And everyone died, except her.

But I heard there was a little girl little girl who had seen a piano,

and we didn't know if she was dead or if she was alive.

Prelude No. 1 by Johann Sebastian Bach on piano

Mom?

I have to pee.

...

-I'll be right up. What do you say?

-I just don't understand why you took that comforter.

-I'm with you, go ahead. -Frankly, it's really stupid.

Why did you take it?

-Come on, get in.

...

-Ouch!

Mom, I hurt myself! Raoul laughs.

But it's not funny! -How's it going?

-I hurt myself!

-I've got to charge my phone. -Send the comforter!

Just like that. Look at this. -We can't find Jean-Philippe.

Cello Suite No.1 by Johann Sebastian Bach on ukulele

...

Where is it now?

...

I have to go see the captain. -He's in there!

...

-Ah, there he is! -Daddy! Daddy! Daddy! Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!

...

-Watch out!

No !

-And it was a windowless cabin.

-Huh?

-I say to myself: Shit, I'll go and see the captain.

-The? -The captain.

I wanted to call Jean-Philippe and say: "Come to the cabin",

but I ran out of battery.

-No, Mum. First we go to the bar.

And on the way to the bar, there's my girlfriend.

-No. You hit your head.

-Ah yes, I hit my head. Then we go to the bar.

-Your girlfriend's mother tells her boyfriend: "I'm warning you",

they hung out in the parking lot,

"If we don't have a cabin, I'll make a scene."

-I think she's right. -I want a piece of candy.

-Really? You don't want pasta anymore?

-Sweets.

-There's no candy. -Yes, there is!

-No.

What's all this this candy story?

Is that candy? -We're going on deck, but I'm freaking out.

-No, we're going to the children's room. -He needs to drink.

-I'm bored to death. Do it again. -Raoul.

-Mom...

-Let me try something.

I'll mix Coke/Sprite.

-Careful, now, there's going to be an explosion!

-You don't like pasta? You don't like pasta?

-What do you want? -I want a candy.

-What's this all about? -When everyone has finished.

-Raoul, you sit, you wait, or you won't get any candy.

-Anyway, next...

-He dropped his knife. -Mommy! Mommy!

-Stop it! Don't! Don't! Come back or you won't get any candy!

Come and sit down!

-The problem is that you want to go to the disco party.

-But I did it, the verification, here!

-And I'm in my bunk. I wake up with you.

-Raoul! -Mom, I want...

-Careful, now, the glass will fall, that's for sure.

*-6.15. We kindly ask you to leave your cabin...

-(Wake up.)

*-And to make sure you do not forget any person or belonging on board.

-(Come on, hurry up.)

-Little pebbles. They're little pebbles...

-The little pebbles, do you want to put them in the bucket?

-Can I go for a swim? -No, wait 2 seconds!

-No... -You want me to inflate the other one?

-No, no, I'll do it.

Raoul, come on, you don't have your armbands!

-Afterwards, we're both going for a swim.

-Here, come on. I'm going first, aren't I?

Push! Push! Push! Push! Push!

This is it. The other one.

This one's got some nerve.

My cat, you're going to put on your cap.

-Wait, I'll do it for you, OK?

-Well, then, I'm going to complain again, then.

You'll take care of it?

I'm going to start bathing again. Are you staying here? -Yeah, I'll be here.

Children's crying

...

Raoul screams.

Raoul, stop it! -I want an ice cream.

-We're going to be very strict. The vacations are not going to go well.

-Water, water! -You didn't take any water? Drinks?

Is this all that's left? It's disgusting.

-That's all it was.

-Mommy, I want water!

Water.

I want some water. -Raoul!

-I want water. -Raoul, look.

-Dad, I want water! -Raoul,

let me explain something to you.

So you're not gonna get anything. -Dad, I want water.

-Would you like some water? You won't get a drink.

You won't get any ice cream.

-Ice cream, don't you want us to say it's snack time?

-Oh, what about me? -How about an ice cream?

-Ice cream...

*Light music

*...

-That's a nice little...

...

-Well.., I wanted to face the sea...

-What's that? -But hey.

-Go! -I wanted to see the sea.

-He doesn't care, Raoul. -Oh, yeah.

I told him to stand there. -Raoul, stand in front.

Otherwise you're not allowed to have...

You stand in front of it.

-It's cold!

-She's cold. -You're standing in front of Daddy.

-It's cold.

-Even at her age, I didn't have a flat stomach.

*...

-What are you doing, Raoul?

When someone says "stop", you stop!

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

-That's that. This is going to go very, very badly I'm telling you right now!

-Mom, when are you going to make the movie? -I'm locking you in the car!

-You've got to do it. -Well, yes.

-Otherwise Raoul will grow up, you see. -I don't want to hear you anymore!

This is Porto Ferro.

You are already the day after, you.

-We were on the boat, weren't we? -Were we still on the boat?

-I want that too! -No, it's mine.

-Can you give him some?

-Why do I have to share with him? He'll drink it all!

-But no!

It's good.

-Just a little!

It's good, you tasted it!

-We share! -No, we don't.

-Can I sit down, kids?

Would you like to try the fish sandwich?

-Oh!

-Mom, everyone drinks my Fanta!

-It's not funny.

-And so we arrive in Sardinia.

-It's morning, we don't know where we're going.

-Yeah.

Where are we talking about? Francesco's?

-No!

Day 1. -Really?

I don't remember. Is it OK?

-What's next? -I'll order.

-He's already had a taste! -He's going to have one.

-So all he has to do is drink

hers!

-Fanta. -Yeah, drink the whole thing.

-Oh, dear...

He opens the can.

-You're going to give me some, you took some from me.

-No!

-Give me some because you took some from me.

You took some from me, so there you go.

Raoul laughs.

-Is Fanta Italian?

Or is it Spanish?

Besides, there was that chick with the shorts.

You could see her ass, in her jean shorts.

-Ah yes, the mini shorts. -Ah yes, the mini shorts.

-With flowers. -Oh, yes... In Porto Ferro?

-That was at the very beginning.

-It's crazy, I don't remember a thing. -There were lots of surfers.

-And also, I'm filming Raoul who... I don't know what.

N'importe quoi. -Magnifique, cette paillotte.

-Thank you for interrupting me! -Sorry about that.

Do you forgive me? -Claudine?

Claudine! -Shut the fuck up.

You see, it's the same.

-Er...

-How are you?

-Yeah. What's up?

-Which is yours and which is mine?

What's next? -Well, I don't know!

I don't know, wait.

-Raoul took a nap in the car.

-He didn't take a nap in the car.

-That's where we saw the deer.

-Ah yes!

When Raoul was asleep. You missed everything.

-Well, I went to the bathroom, to poop.

-You missed everything.

-At what point did we get into an argument over the comforter?

-All the time.

-It started in the boat. -It was stupid, I had planned it all.

Everything was...

-So then... Anyway.

Where was the beach again? What beach?

-Agroturismo, right? -That's right. With the dog.

-Yeah.

-We went to watch the sunset from the beach.

Prelude No. 1 by Johann Sebastian Bach on synthesizer

...

-Where's the toilet? -Sleep...

Go to sleep. Go to sleep.

(Go to sleep.)

Sophie sighs.

We flush the toilet inside.

...

Take a look!

It's crazy!

-But... -But what?

-We saw a deer. -We did?

-Bah... -A deer?

-A wild animal, like this, crossing...

-You missed everything.

And Raoul too.

-A deer? -Yeah, here.

-It's crazy, isn't it? -You have hallu's.

...

We're going to eat! Let's eat! Let's eat!

-We'll be right there. -Come on, let's go! Are you coming?

-Come on, Raoul.

-Buonasera. -Benvenuto. Prego.

...

-Come on, Raoul.

...

*Light pop music

*...

-Prefer dell'acqua naturale o frizzante ?

-Acqua naturale.

-Now it's recording.

-Ah yes, okay, here we are.

-Fanta. Er...

Can I drink this? -Raoul, you don't just drink.

You eat some pizza, please.

You haven't eaten a thing. I'll give you your Fanta...

-Mommy!

Raoul groaned.

-I was fine on my super bed.

On my super mattress.

And Raoul, he slept well on his lousy mattress.

-Afterwards, we had a row.

-Ah yes, Jean-Philippe was under a lot of stress.

He kept saying: "Gotta go! Gotta go!"

-We hadn't chosen where we were going.

-Let's go! -Do we have to go? Where to?

-Raoul, you wait. -Shall we go in?

-You wait! -I'm ready.

-Yes, but we're not ready yet. -Raoul, are you coming?

We can't go through all that trouble with big suitcases every time.

I'm going to make a bag with some clothes

for everyone, just like that...

-I'm going to finish. Shall I?

Go to breakfast, I'm coming. I'm going to the bathroom.

-Don't you get it? -Yes, I do,

I understood your arrangement, you explained it to me.

*-Water. -Come on, let's go.

*-Raoul! -Gotta go.

*-Can I have some water? *-Raoul, look!

-So next!

-It was 1pm when we arrived in Alghero.

Time for the doldrums.

Sophie had said: "It's just a little 15-minute splash",

and they stayed for an hour.

-I want to go there! It looks so good!

Mom, can we go?

Look, there are slides and it looks so cool!

Please! -An airplane!

-It's too hot. -I want to go too!

-We're not going to leave the suitcases in the car!

-Who cares about suitcases?

-Mom, I want to go.

-I know, I want to go too.

Normally, we'd trade.

Wow!

Wow!

Let's swap!

Wow!

Wait for me! Wait for me! Wait for me, chouchou.

We'll go into the shade.

Raoul, you can take the bucket, please?

-I want to go with them! -Raoul!

Sophie represses a sob.

Come on!

Raoul, please!

Come on!

Mom, she's leaving!

-Mom still hadn't understood that, for example,

at the Bobba, when I asked if it was you...

-Is there ice cream?

-I didn't know if it was you. -At least eat the tomato.

-When I don't have my glasses, I can't see!

-And I'd wave to you to exchange.

-I saw you.

I could see you for a second.

I saw you once.

You were with the luggage, you went to the café.

Afterwards, I didn't look at you.

-And you didn't tell Jean-Philippe? -Yes, I did.

I said she was going to the café.

-Yeah, she did, she told me you were going to the cafe.

-That I was struggling with the luggage all by myself.

-That's it, 5 minutes left, there's not even time to...

-It had been a real hassle.

-Oh, yeah? We had so much fun.

No ? We went tobogganing.

-You want an ice cream, Claudine? -Sure.

-I want strawberry ice cream.

-I'll take a Magnum. What do you want, Claudine? Calippo?

-We said we were going to the bowls. Shall we take the ice cream to the bowls?

-We take it by the scoopfuls, the ice cream.

-We have ice cream and coffee here. -Yes, it's not good, with balls.

-What about the ice cream over there?

Really? We'll have to get two lousy coffees there.

-Well, you have to consume something,

otherwise we can't go bowling.

-I'll have an ice cream here. -I'll have a Magnum over there.

-I have a coffee here. -I have an ice cream here.

-Oh no, that's not working anymore. We won't take everything here.

-Yes, you're right.

Are there Magnums there or not? -Yes, there are Magnums.

-I miss the Magnum.

So, you're doing this with Cloclo? -Yeah, but where were we?

-The ravioli, the pizzeria... Very good pizzas, by the way.

And we play for a while the knife game.

-My ice cream is called "innamorato".

-It means "in love".

-Innamorato, means "in love".

It's not "innamorata". You're in love.

So we play the knife game.

And I have the right to have no qualities.

It's like I'm the dumbest. -Yeah, you are.

It's true that it wasn't nice.

-What?

Poo?

Raoul laughs.

-The little boy, he throws balls at my face!

-Balls?

Well, you fight back.

-I'm going to break everything.

-You don't want to be strangled to death.

-I received balls to the head.

-So in the knife game, that's it,

I'm not entitled to any quality.

-Did you fight back or not?

-Who's the most... -the most?

-Who's the smartest?

Yeah, well... This is me.

What?

-The most beautiful?

-Is... Is that you?

-Who's the most...

-Boring.

-Ugly? What's this?

Is it me?

-Hey!

Let's take a picture for Grandma!

-I can't take it anymore, it's good!

Come on, let's go for a swim! -I'm going for a swim too!

-I think it's the shock absorbers that are dead.

-Mommy!

-Dad, he leaves you alone like that?

But where is he going?

Are you okay, honey?

-What's he doing? Is he crazy, leaving Raoul?

-Shall we go to the straw hut? -Yeah, let's.

Reggae music

...

-Do you have any chips?

We'll take three bags of chips and two packs of popcorn, please.

Oh! He's pooping!

Take a look! Go on, get some towels, get towels!

Crap! -Ciao.

-He croaked!

...

With the guy who sweeps up.

In Italian.

-It records.

-Can I have some water?

-Take your knife. My knife. -Show me your underwear.

-But it's wet. Your flip-flops are full of pee.

-I only play with the big one because it's more interesting.

-Would you like some butter?

Careful there isn't a wasp that comes along there.

We need to find him a pair of underpants.

-I'll have some water. -I'm not going to hold your rusk.

-Grab me a slice of toast! -Ask otherwise.

-I'm not going swimming.

-I'd go swimming, but I'd have to have the Routard.

There's a beach, I think, at Scava. -There's also Portixeddu.

There's Portixeddu. -What about it?

-There's Portixeddu.

There is no beach between Piscinas and Portixeddu.

-Yes.

-He answered, Casa de Francesco? -What's up?

-Francesco!

-Did he answer?

-You see, there's there are plenty of beaches here.

-I'm getting...

a girlfriend...

whose name was...

-Now you really have to back to Piscinas.

This is not at all the right direction.

-Well...

And then... -Plus, there's no beach.

Well, not on Google Maps. -And then...

-It's horrible, this heat. I can't take it anymore.

-The further south we go, the hotter it's going to get.

-Where are my blue pants?

My wallet was inside.

-Well, I don't know where it is, your blue pants.

-Unpacking and repacking, you forget things.

-Are you sure this is it?

Sounds weird, doesn't it?

Car beeps

We slam the door.

-What's Jean-Philippe up to?

-Why stop?

-I'm in the sun right now.

Sophie sighs.

-What's he doing, Jean-Philippe? -I don't know, I'm hot.

-We're hot! Come back here!

Sophie sighs.

Mom, why don't you say something?

Mom?

-What?

-You say nothing, why don't you take the other seat?

We're leaving. It's okay, too bad for him.

It's fine, did we die of heat?

-I'm going to the back because I'm too hot.

Sophie closes her car door.

-I want Mommy, to get in the car!

-Move over a little, please.

"1685", Zedd feat. Muse, after Bach's Prelude No. 1

...

Yes. That, with the stress and everything, I can't take it anymore.

I can't take it anymore.

Well, kisses.

Light music

...

-Mom...

-Now it's recording.

Lucky you, you were able to swim.

I'm hot. -You're hot.

Well...

Thank you.

There's only fish, what are you going to eat?

-Pasta.

We had... It was a windowless cabin.

-What did you take, Jean-Philippe?

Raoul gabbles.

-Oh, well... -So...

-It's broken!

-Yeah. What about this one? Raoul is babbling.

-Anyway... This is it.

-Jean-Philippe teaches you to dive.

-Jean-Phi, he says he forgot his pants.

-I get yelled at a lot because I didn't take his pants.

-He doesn't understand tidying.

-Mom, can I borrow it? You put it on my boo-boo.

-You're the doctor. Where's my boo-boo?

Here. Right there. See the blue there?

He stopped, got out of the car.

And finally, we went to Piscinas.

But what does Jean-Philippe do?

What are you doing, Jean-Philippe?

-I'm cleaning it up, it was all wet. Before, I was in the bathroom.

-I never understood it, he spends hours in the bathroom.

-Lots of people spend time in the bathroom.

-I'm constipated, too, because I don't spend much time on it.

It's a waste of time.

I'm constipated and I've been craving to go to the bathroom for 3 days.

-It's no good to stay too long.

Because buttocks go downhill...

-Does your phone charge?

-No. No, it doesn't work. -So next!

-I don't know.

It was in the wrong place. -False contact, yeah.

-Mom, where is... -No, but can we go on or not?

-No! -Can we go on or not?

I put on a band-aid!

-Can we have some quiet?

It was quiet there, can we go on or not?

Raoul mumbles.

-There's a hole in all my underpants!

-Can we go on or not? Boring!

-I can lie on the... -What's next, Mom?

-Shhh! -What did I just say?

"Can I get on the bed? the bed", I'm told "shh"!

-Well, ask Raoul! -Next!

-You're not nice. -But it's my bed!

This is my bed.

-I have the right to go somewhere or...

-This is my bed.

-Or should I just leave?

-Come on. -Go away!

There's no room.

-Come on! Let's go!

-There's a mini place, as Raoul has taken the place.

-Get on the floor! -The floor?

-Get on the bed! Stand there!

Stand there! Right there!

Raoul laughs.

-That's not where I wanted to go.

-There's no room, there's no room!

Raoul, can I have a cake, please?

-One more cupcake. -Come on, talk to her!

-I can cut my nails at the same time.

-Pass me a cake. -That's enough.

-Ouch!

Ouch!

-Can I have one? Please do!

-Raoul! Sophie, do something.

No, but he'll break the...

-Raoul, you stop right now or I'll get angry.

-But there's more!

-Here we are.

-Time for bed, now, Raoul.

Are you sleeping?

Raoul whimpered. No, he doesn't.

Come to bed.

-We're going to Piscinas.

And right after, Raoul, the guy, he was washing the...

The passage there... -What are you doing?

-Cakes!

-You stop, you have to ask Mom and Dad.

We can't rest! -I'm so hungry!

-Well, yes, but you didn't eat a thing at lunchtime.

-Stop it!

-I promise you, right now, you're on the wrong track.

-No. Raoul.

We're trying to tell a story, so you shut up now.

Otherwise, I'll lock you up, I'm warning you, this isn't a joke.

So you stay calm.

-You're boring!

-If you had left me the bag of dinosaurs,

you'd have plenty of dinosaurs, but you wouldn't let me buy them.

-What are dinosaurs?

-Well, we didn't buy them, then.

-So then, there!

-I booked the "agriturismo".

-Me, I just liked the fan. It was rotten.

-You know who he reminded me of, the guy?

to this American actor, in "The Addams Family".

-But! -Which one?

Father? Uncle? Servant?

Mummy? -Mmm.

What's this actor's name?

-Jeremy "Arons"? Irons?

-He's ugly. -Yeah, he is.

-He has a shaved head, doesn't he? -He reminds me of Jeremy Irons.

-It's atrocious.

-I don't know who plays in The Addams Family,

but he looks like the guy.

"I've never seen The Addams Family.

-He looked like an actor, I don't know if it was Jeremy Irons.

-I don't know.

Jeremy Irons, he plays Cronenberg's twins,

"Make-believe," you know?

John Malkovich. -Who's John Malkovich?

-Ah yes, no, he looked like John Malkovich!

-John Malkovich. -Yes, that's the genre.

-Mmh. Ugly.

-In fact, we never stop our heads,

but as soon as we bathe, everything's better.

-Oh, well... -We relax immediately.

-Yes, it's true. We'd have to spend our lives in a bathtub.

-And Jean-Philippe thought the shock absorbers were dead.

-What's up? -So he's starting to stress out.

I'm in the water and it breaks. -That's right. That's the truth.

-It was to charge the phones,

so that we have GPS to be able to find the "agriturismo".

I'm leaving with the intention of coming back!

-So we hurry. -You hurry, but...

-While we were swimming. -You didn't say a word!

-It was altruism.

-It was as if you were abandoning us,

without telling us, with the car.

Laughter

-It's all nonsense. -Your son, your daughter, your wife.

-You tell it in a very one-sided way.

-Well, why don't you step in!

-I want to go pee. -Go ahead and pee.

-You don't want to... -No, no, no!

-Mommy! Mommy! But Maman! -Raoul!

-Mommy!

We can't even keep the thing going. -Yes, we can.

-There's always someone to ruin everything.

-I count to three.

One, two, and... And that's it.

Your hair, it's...

In fact, you're a sunshine.

-And so, Raoul, he pooped on the thing the guy had swept up.

-We're having chips, because I feel that at the "agriturismo",

we were going to be way too late. -Chips and popcorn.

-And fortunately...

the guy was under a lot of stress.

Come give me a hug. Come here. Give me a hug.

Come on. Come here, rest.

-So there's Raoul who poops on...

-Come and rest.

Come and rest.

-It was heavenly!

-The thing is, there's a guy sweeping up

a kind of and sand...

-What will do you good is to rest.

-He goes to the bridge and he poops!

-Ah yes, and plenty of towels!

All hell broke loose! -I've pooped!

-Yes.

Claudine and Sophie laugh.

-And you're chasing after it!

-That's good.

...

You're hurting my balls, come on!

It's always the same story, you're a pain because you haven't slept.

-Stop it, Dad.

-I count to 3. To 3...

it's the bathroom. Raoul protests.

1... 2...

-Water.

-Water?

There are some there, otherwise.

Raoul laughs.

-I'll take care of you! -Are you going to do that to the teacher?

-Which is no fun,

Raoul, it's just that... Very, very boring.

You think you're funny, but you're not.

-Stop it, Raoul!

-Ouch!

-Stop it, Raoul! Well... Raoul.

Raoul. This is not going to end well.

Come on. Raoul.

Come on, into the bathroom.

Come on, I'll take you there.

Hup. -I don't want to!

-Come on, take it easy.

You calm down a bit here.

Raoul screams.

-I don't want to! -Ups! You're grounded.

You stay here for a while, you're punished, you calm down.

Raoul cries and Jean-Philippe snores.

...

-I want to pee!

-If you want to pee, you go downstairs...

you raise the bowl, take out your pecker...

-The bezel.

-What's that noise?

Laugh

Is that poo or pee, Raoul?

Claudine laughs.

Raoul laughs.

-I want out!

-Are you going to be good? -Yes!

-Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Just wait. Just wait. Do you promise?

-Yes.

Mom...

-Huh? -Hug, Mum!

-Come on!

You're letting us do our recording? Yes ?

Promise? -I promise.

-Arms! -Come on!

Arms, but you let me do the thing with Claudine.

-Bobo, here...

You don't have a boo-boo.

Raoul groaned. -Ouch!

-Sorry. -Ouch!

-We hug.

But a hug is sweet.

-I sit on my mom. -Gently, gently.

Careful, careful.

Shhh... Quietly.

Easy, now. -Stop it! Stop it! Ouch!

-Careful, careful! -He hurt me and who cares!

-Careful, careful. No.

Come with Mommy, but stay calm. Where's your pacifier?

Where's your pacifier?

Where's your pacifier? Raoul!

-In her bag.

-Ouch! -Come to Mama.

We're gonna... -He's hurting me, and...

And nobody cares!

Claudine cries and Raoul laughs.

-No, I don't. -Yes, it is. I'm telling you.

-So... Where were we? Where were we?

We turn around.

It was night, in the mountains, we were afraid the car would fall.

Stop touching it. Move your leg, though.

Finally, we turned back. -But ouch!

-He didn't do it on purpose.

-Yes, he always does it on purpose.

-No, he didn't, he said he didn't do it on purpose.

-Of course he did it on purpose!

-Look, she's crying because of you, Cloclo. Go say sorry.

-I didn't mean it! -Say sorry anyway.

-No, you don't! -Ah, yes.

Claudine is crying. -I'm so sorry.

-Cloclo, it's okay, he said he was sorry.

-No, he doesn't care! -Did I just make a U-turn?

When I made the U-turn.

Didn't you tell us about the U-turn?

-Yes, yes, I did.

But you were asleep, I think, because you snore.

Raoul gabbles.

Huh?

-Can I cut your legs off? -Yeah, you can.

And now, on the other hand, we still don't know where we're going.

If we go to San Pietro... I dunno. We still don't get Internet.

Me, I'm reverent, so I say go ahead without me.

Here we are.

-Where? -At the diner.

-I buy bubble gum.

-And we still haven't from Francesco.

Careful with the glass, it's going to fall, that's for sure.

-I put it there.

-Don't you want to call the guy?

By saying that we have problems with the Internet?

-I don't have his address!

-But we'll send a message... -Raoul, you're coming right now!

-Is it any good?

Do we take the boat to San Pietro?

-Come and sit down!

-Ah, he hurt me!

-No! That's enough, you leave her. -He really hurt me.

It was on my mosquito bite.

-Candy! -Stop hurting Claudine,

yes or no? -He hurt me!

Ouch, he reupholstered me! -Okay, no candy.

Come on, it's over. -Yes, it is!

-There's no candy. No. No !

No, there's no candy. No, you don't.

You won't get any.

No, you won't.

Raoul cries.

No, no, it's too late!

...

-Yes, it is!

-Jean-Philippe said that I would have one.

-Claudine will have a sweet, but you won't.

-Bonbon!

-No, you're not wise! I've told you twice now.

-Take your feet off the table. -Keep going!

Why?

-Mom, the phone's working. -I want a candy!

-Always.

-I want a candy! -I want a candy!

Raoul grumbles and screams.

-No, he doesn't. -He doesn't have any candy!

He doesn't have one, he hit Claudine three times.

-Four times, Mom.

I have a feeling Jean-Philippe is going to get angry.

-Ah yes.

-Maybe after your nap, if you're good.

After your nap. Go sit down. -He's been naughty!

-We'll give it to him after his nap.

-I don't buy him candy. He's been naughty.

-After nap time! -I don't buy her candy.

-We're going to buy a sweet. If you're good,

we'll give it to you after your nap.

Who wants coffee? -Yes, coffee.

And a tiramisù. I'll have a tiramisù, too.

-No, there isn't. -No, there isn't.

-Can't I have a tiramisù? -Yes, but he's tired now.

We have coffee and leave.

-Raoul. Raoul? Would you like a sweet?

-Let's get in the car and go. He has to sleep in the car.

And...

And in fact, we're going to San Pietro.

-We're going in the boat.

And we think we're not gone, and in fact, we're already gone.

-The guy's not here.

-Hey, come on...

Go get some ice cream. I'll get the guy.

-Come on, let's get some ice cream. Sounds good.

-You think so? -I think so.

-Oh, no, he's... He's there.

Ah well, maybe it's him. Ah.

Francesco? -Sophie?

-Sì. -Ah.

-Ah? -Are you coming now?

-Buongiorno. -Hello, nice to meet you.

-Buongiorno. -Buongiorno.

Eh... Well, can you follow me?

We have a small problem with the room.

It stinks a bit.

A bit like...

Well...

You'll see.

-Well, we'll see. -But what does it smell like?

-It smells like poo. -Does it smell like poo?

-What do we do now? -Sorry, but...

-Let's find out. -Mommy! Mommy!

-Yeah, hold on, we have to make a decision.

-I didn't think so, but we had this problem.

-It was for one night. -But Mama!

-Was it just for one night? -Yes, just one night.

-All right, then. -Okay, let's do this.

-I'm moving, there's a car. -We'll follow you, thanks.

-So we're going to sleep in the room that smells like shit?

-Tomorrow, I don't know what time the boat is.

I think I took it around 3pm.

-I hope this isn't it's not a trap.

-No... -Bah, wait...

We've seen it, haven't we! -We sure did!

Just imagine, it takes us to the end of the island,

it punctures the car's tires and leaves us without Wi-Fi.

-Well, of course. I guess you're right.

-He seems nice.

-They're nice who seem nice.

-Then he kills Raoul...

And then we'll be on vacation.

-Wow...

-The shock absorbers are dead, you see.

Feel that? -Mm.

-They have to make their own wine, too. -Beautiful. Oh, I love it!

-We have this room.

Double, but...

If you like,

perhaps we can add a mattress.

-It doesn't smell. -No, not in here.

-Come here. -What do you think?

-Raoul! No, no, no, no! -No, it's okay.

-Let's go! -Let me show you the bathroom.

-What the... -Come with me!

-Is there no light? -Come and see your bed!

-What do you think, Cloclo? -I look at the bathroom.

That's nice. -Yeah!

Anyway, there's...

What do you think?

-Yes, well... Anyway, it's good.

-Smell is good. So is the bathroom.

-We don't have Internet, we can't...

-Great. -It's good. It's good.

-Now, if you want to see the falling sun: the Caletta.

The Caletta is very pretty. -Ah, great.

-There's a small bar where you can have a drink. Very nice.

-It's great. Well, we'll stay one night.

-Yes, yes. -OK. OK, then!

-OK? -Thanks for your time.

-All right, then. If there's anything anything, I'm here.

-OK, great. Thank you for your time.

Jean-Philippe snores.

-He snores, Jean-Philippe, it's delirious.

And I spot there's a mojito thing.

-Shot.

-What was that? -I saw something spinning.

-Did you see something spinning? -Yes, I saw it.

My cuddly toy!

It spun fast!

-I think it's because because you're very tired.

And because you're so tired, you saw the Earth spinning.

-Up there.

Up there!

It spun fast.

-I have no room. -Well, come on.

-I have no room. -Come to the other side!

-I don't have a seat! -Yes, you do.

Come on.

-Raoul took my place. -Stop this!

Come on.

Chouchou, look, there's plenty of room here!

Look at all the room there.

What are you doing, Cloclo?

-I want to go out.

-Don't you want your place back?

-I want out!

-But why? -Because.

-Well, I'll let you in.

But you're not nice to me.

-Yes, but everything is always for Raoul.

-You're getting yourself all worked up over nothing.

He left you in charge.

-I want to go! -No, you don't.

Jean-Philippe.

Claudine left because I don't take enough care of her.

Raoul is a pain in the ass.

So I don't mind to go with her.

-Where? -Outside.

I don't want her her out there alone.

-Go ahead, if you want. -Bah, no!

-Why not? -Well, because!

It's completely unfair, what she's blaming me for, so...

Raoul gabbles.

No, you're not touching my mole.

Raoul laughs.

Raoul...

I'm very, very tired.

It's been days since I've had a party.

-She must have gone to the beach.

Raoul groaned.

-I want water!

-Well, get some water. There's water!

-Did you look at the time? -No, I haven't.

Why do you look so drunk?

-Yes, I'm upset. I'm very tired.

-It's not my fault.

Just lock it in the thing. -We locked him in.

-But not enough.

Not enough, if you give in to everything. -I haven't given in to everything!

You were asleep. You slept for at least half an hour.

Raoul laughs.

Sophie sighs.

-I don't see why you're taking this out on me.

-All right, come on.

I'm going to see your sister.

Sophie sighs.

-I want to go see my sister! -No, you can't!

-I want to go and see my sister! -No, I'm the one who decides.

Raoul cries.

...

No. You stay here.

...

-It's time to go now.

-No. I'll go and see her.

...

Chouchou.

-What?

What?

-(Don't pout.)

Come on, let's keep going. -No, no, no, no.

-Go ahead.

Go ahead, give it to me.

I don't know, we were in the boat, weren't we?

-Yeah.

-We didn't talk the whole trip, with Jean-Philippe.

-You went to the back. I don't know what.

-Yeah.

-No, don't!

So we got to the boat and stayed in the car

because we didn't believe we were gone.

We had already left a long time ago.

-Mmh.

Engine starts. -Who's this guy?

-It's Francesco.

So afterwards, we go for a swim.

And then everything is better. -Yeah, it does.

-Me, I see there's a mojito bar.

And now we're off to the pizzeria. -EOS.

-Mom, can I have a Coke, please?

-I'll have a primavera.

All week long, I regretted

that pizza that was so good.

-Fortunately, this is another country.

-If we go back, I'll take this one.

Because I made a mistake yesterday.

-We're not going.

-Mmh!

-Maybe we'll eat at the star party.

No, but then... -It's you, my shooting star!

-But then? -Oh yes, then I lost it.

-Ah, yes.

-I cried.

-You "couldn't take it anymore.

-And I say, "Bah, you decide."

And he said: "Let's stay somewhere,

"don't stay in such a small place.

-Well, yes.

-No, but in the beginning, he said that.

The point is he's talking nonsense.

-Can I have a sandwich, please?

-Wait, wait, wait, wait. -Can I have one more piece of toast?

-Can I wipe your nose? Can I wipe your nose?

-Please. -Yes!

-Mom, can I have a piece of toast? -Mommy? Mommy?

-What is it? -What is it?

-A slice of bread.

-Thank you.

Sophie sobs.

...

Are you crying?

...

-I'm tired.

-Are you crying?

-I don't know, I'm tired. -Would you like some coffee?

Coffee? -Grazie.

Grazie.

-Would anyone like another coffee? Would you like anything?

-No, no, no. -No, thank you. Thank you.

Sophie sobs.

...

-All we have to do is leave.

This island sucks, there's nothing to see.

If we're going to be staying somewhere,

it might as well not be in such a small place.

-Me, a vacation like that, stress and all...

Let's go back to Paris.

-No, first we go to the beach.

-It's great here!

Ah, it's great. It's great here! -Oh, yeah?

-It's great!

Too good.

-Where do we eat? -We're staying, aren't we?

-Well, so I...

Shall we spend an extra night at Francesco's?

-Cloclo, what do you think?

-Shit, where is is my phone?

-And where do we eat? We could eat there, couldn't we?

Now that sounds like fun.

-Mmh! No, balls! -Ah yes, balls!

-Raoul wanted to eat at the boules. -Les boules!

-That's right, we did, we did say we were going bowling.

-In the end, we didn't come home at all.

-No.

Wait, at noon, we ate where the balls are.

-Ah, yes. -We stayed for hours.

-I was sick to death of it.

The salad was too good.

Nuggets too.

The salad was delicious. -Mmh.

-I loved the salad.

-Raoul, every time, he sleeps in the car

and change location, he doesn't know where he is!

He never knows where he is!

If I had a cabin in Corsica...

I'd have an outdoor sink, like this. I think it's so cool.

-Oh yeah?

-Don't you? Don't you think it's cool doing laundry...

-What's cool is not doing the laundry.

-Are you all right, baby?

-There's a lot of noise. -Where?

Raoul laughs.

Say, he brought back one hell of a watermelon.

Sophie and Claudine laugh.

What does it do?

-He keeps me awake, he doesn't sleep.

-Come here.

The story goes that Raoul always falls asleep

the moment we change location.

-Mmh.

-We watched "Sissi" in the evening.

It was atrocious. Plus.., they had a TV all smashed up.

-That's when I learned that Jean-Philippe found Romy Schneider very beautiful.

-It's true, she's very beautiful. - "Very beautiful woman", you said.

Did we sleep well? I slept really badly.

My stomach hurt. I was trying to go to the bathroom.

After that, it was very windy.

And I pick up the laundry and make a pile.

"She loses two children in her lifetime.

"She is known as Sissi."

-Does your stomach hurt?

-The two spouses have no taste in common."

-In the film, they seemed to be in love.

-That doesn't stop it. -It doesn't.

"At the age of 14, the young Duchess

"falls in love with her father's squire named Richard.

"Sissi is desperate."

-Sophie? -Eh?

-Would you like a smoke? -Sì.

Thank you for your time. -You're very welcome.

Would you? -Yes, please.

What's this? -Baci.

Cats are fighting. There's a message inside.

Shall I translate? -Mmh.

-Loves life more than its logic.

"This way, you'll understand the meaning."

-Mmh.

Who wants watermelon?

-I don't want it, I don't like it. -I'm going to film the house.

That way, we won't forget anything.

-Buongiorno. -Buongiorno.

-Buongiorno.

-(Raoul!) Raoul. (You're not home.)

Put that down, you're not at home. -It's okay, he can play.

Not a problem.

And where are you going next? -Well, we haven't really decided yet.

In fact, we're we're touring Sardinia.

So we came down from the west and we're coming up from the east, but...

we choose at the last minute. -Yes, yes, you have to improvise a little.

I have the impression that people are more able to improvise

and follow their hearts a little.

-But can we leave from Porto Pino?

-Yes, yes.

You take a boat, you leave from Porto Pino.

And the coast is very pretty. You'll...

There are little beaches. It's very pretty.

Yes, yes.

And perhaps there will be a lot more people.

-Ah... -And...

It's going to be awful. -Ah...

But from "Portofino

in Chia, that's on the coast, isn't it? -Yes, it's on the coast.

There are some lovely beaches, but it's a military zone.

So I don't like it because there's a lot of pollution. a lot of pollution.

They made military stations. -Well, yeah...

-Anyway... -That's not good.

-No.

-If you like, you can stay anyway.

The room is still available. As you wish.

-Well...

Yeah, we'll think about it. Thinking?

-Yes, we're thinking.

-Let's just stay one more day. -Yeah.

-Well yeah, we'll see tomorrow. -OKAY.

-I'm leaving, I won't be here.

I'm leaving... Well, I'm not leaving. But I won't be here.

But, anyway...

I'm fine. -But you won't be there?

-Mmh... Yes, I'm not leaving, but I won't be here.

-Mmh-mmh. -Really?

-Ah, fuck! Ah! -Ah! What?

Claudine screams.

-Ouch!

I've been stung by a wasp twice!

-A cigarette and a lighter. -I've got... I've got one.

Well, I do... I have a lighter.

-Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! -Ouch!

It hurts, it hurts!

It hurts too much, it hurts, it hurts!

It's on my hand, it's there. -Where is it?

Want to swap?

Wow!

Uh-oh!

Let's swap!

Cloclo!

Prelude No. 1 by Johann Sebastian Bach on piano

Couldn't you see I was waving?

-I can't see when I don't have glasses.

-Well, that we were trading, that we had to keep Raoul.

-We went to the Bobba, I think. -No, we didn't.

-Didn't we go to La Bobba?

Didn't we go back to Guidi?

-We ate fish sandwiches.

Mommy, she's going to have a taste. -Oh!

-Don't you like it? -Mom, stop!

That's my Fanta! -It's not funny.

No, no, no! We've been to where you left your phone.

We never back after that.

-No...

-Yes, I did. -Where was this beach?

-It was the 2nd day after Francesco's.

-No! No, it was there.

-Where was it again? Which beach was it?

-It's the next day for sure. -No, no, no, no, no.

-No, it's not tomorrow. -No, it isn't.

-Who cares about temporality?

-No, it was that day. Where you forgot your phone.

-This was long before the day of the break-in.

We had to go up...

two days before. We were talking nonsense.

That day... -Speak up because...

Come closer. -But you only have to...

-Come here! -No, I won't.

I wanted to lie down and rest. -Come closer for two seconds.

-Yeah...

-Come a little closer. Come closer. -No, but let...

The day of the... -Come closer.

-The... Let me finish!

The day...

We were eventually at the Bobba. That's all we were.

We didn't go to Pointe-Noire, where I thought I'd forgotten my phone.

It was well after the day of the break-in at Francesco's!

The first adventure here was breaking and entering!

-That's when... -I'm sure we ate at Guidi.

-Yes!

And the next day, we went to La Bobba!

-Well, yes, but I'm the one who says

we'd gone to La Bobba, nonetheless.

-Don't touch him! As soon as you touch him...

-It's not going to work, all we'll hear is the wind.

You've come to the wrong in the right place!

We won't hear a thing. -No, we're louder than you.

(You talk like that), we can't hear a thing.

-We can't hear you.

-We'll be heard!

-We'll be heard! -We won't argue...

Can we go on without anyone without someone breaking the thing?

-Well, where are you going? -I'm going for a walk.

-Going for a walk? -Well, yes!

But that's weird! -Let me check he's asleep.

I'll go and check. -Get my sunglasses!

-And the map too, the beach map.

-Yeah!

-Afterwards, where did we go to the beach again?

-I believe

that he forgot his phone first.

-It was at the Bobba!

-No, it was at Punta Nera. -Ah yes!

It was on this day that Jean-Philippe forgot his phone.

-Here we are.

-OK!

-You have to make the turtle's scales!

-This is what we're doing right now.

-No, but with your finger!

And then I say to him: "But buy yourself a banana."

I tell her that all the time. -So do I.

-He doesn't buy it, by the way.

And we go to the pizzeria, always the same one.

And now me, not so good.

Because I'm having a primavera.

I'm making the same mistake as yesterday.

-What's next?

-Take it easy!

-Jean-Philippe can't find the key!

But the break-in, is not the day

where I took the tomato salad?

Wait, Raoul. You want a ball? -Yeah!

-Er... White! -I want yellow!

Flashing light

...

He engages the handbrake.

-Ah, bah! Look! Raoul.

Dinos. Do you want them or not? -What'll it be?

-Don't you want it? -Nobody cares about me.

Sonata for flute BMV 1034, Johann Sebastian Bach

...

-Caution, careful with the ball!

-Er...

"Spagola. Spagnola.

-Spagnola. A cono? -Amarena.

-A cono?

-They have dark chocolate sorbet. -Or I'll take all 4!

-I love it.

-Chocolate sorbet, you love that!

-Why don't you have some? -I try not to eat too much...

-It looks like shit. -Raoul, you have to order.

-Cioccolato fondante. -Sì ?

In un cono ? -E fragola.

-Cono?

-I want that. -Yeah, don't worry.

-Cono?

-No, no "cono", especially not. -Coppa?

-Coppa. -OK.

-Cono", and then what?

-Mom, I need a pendant. I feel weird not having one.

I don't have a necklace, it's too weird.

-What?

-Buy yourself a banana. -Yes, a banana!

-It reminds me too much of my father.

-I want that one! Mom, I want this one.

-Which one do you want? This one? Sardinia?

-Check it out! -Oh, there are Brazilian jerseys.

Prelude No. 1 by Johann Sebastian Bach techno version

In the morning, we went to I don't know which which beach.

We can't stop shouting.

We're the loudest family

of all restaurants and beaches.

Jean-Philippe, he's screaming.

I'm ashamed of him of him all the time.

We're going to miss it!

You always want to play volleyball.

Ball, dive, jump...

-Well, vacations, it's useless if you don't do anything.

-Take a look, you can see the moon, it's beautiful.

-Oh, yeah.

-Is she here yet? -Mmh.

-It's early. -And your father called for you.

-It's been a long time since he called me.

-Do you want to call him? -I got nothing to say.

-But don't you miss him? -No, I don't miss him!

I miss him in the evenings. -Evenings?

-Otherwise I never miss him.

In the evening, I miss him all the time,

but so do you, I miss you in the evenings.

What's next?

-Ah yes, the day before, we went paddle-boarding

with my shirt "tucked into my ass.

It's too small. It's too small.

-You're going to put it on 2 times and that's it!

-Do you like Maman's swimsuit?

We're going, aren't we?

Raoul laughs. Oh!

-Waves!

-Where's he going? -I don't know where.

We never understand what he's doing.

Prelude No. 1, Johann Sebastian Bach, techno version

...

-Raoul! Come and do my rug!

...

-Ah... Oh, scusi!

Raoul, come on!

...

-Why are you standing there? -Not to wake everyone up!

-Is he asleep?

-We've come a long way, we've forgotten billions of things.

-I didn't even go for a walk. -Well, take a walk!

-Can we go with you or not?

-We can't leave him leave him here on his own.

-Yeah...

-Huh?

I'm going to take a look around, see what's going on 500 m further on.

It's 5 minutes, no more.

-We are last night.

-Last night? -Yeah.

-Have you forgotten everything? -We haven't forgotten everything.

-Do you remember that we broke in?

-NO.

-Did you forget your phone? -NO.

-You haven't forgotten... -That I'm ashamed.

We're permanently ashamed of Raoul, who screams.

-And you're screaming too! -Me too what?

- "Voglio prenotare..." "Dieci..." "Dieci minuti!

-Why don't you make the call?

You always leave everything to me! I'm fine!

Who's got the good part now? You think I like this?

-Mom? -And...

I don't even eat my pizza, which I find undercooked,

bitterly regretting the 1st pizza.

I didn't have pizza last time,

I had taken the tomato salad,

and the neighbor had a pizza, the same one I had the first time.

Afterwards, I thought, "What a jerk, I should have had that pizza!"

-Take a look!

-What the hell is he doing? What the...

-He's going to kill himself!

-But he's going to hurt himself, this guy is crazy!

Come on, let's go this way, shall we?

So we're gonna... Still no sorbet

dark chocolate, so I don't take anything.

Yeah...

And then we got in the car, we came back here,

and then we took a nap,

and Jean-Philippe climbed to the top of the thing.

But...

There's an animal! No ?

Meow

But...

that's the animal you hear howling at night!

Is that a dog or a goat? -Wait! Wait! Wait!

I don't know!

How odd.

There are cats next door.

-But it's weird if it's a dog,

it's weird he doesn't bark.

It's a dog... Poor thing!

Why is he locked up there?

The dog whines.

-Do you want to go and see what it is?

The dog barks.

A cat meows.

It's a cat.

I don't know.

-You have to be careful.

-We'll ask Francesco why he's locked up.

Do you think he has any diseases?

Barking

-As it happens, it's a party... like a rave.

-Where's the party?

-What's this? Raoul is babbling.

-It's like a party where there's no bar and everything,

there are only packs of beer.

Djembes, you know?

-It's rotten.

-Where am I going? Left or right?

Right-hand side.

-We'll have to decide, now, kids.

-At the Caletta.

-Ah, Caletta. -Let's party.

We're going to the shooting star party!

Dad, what are you doing?

*Radio *-Francesco...

-Oh! He said Francesco!

-Yeah! -What are you doing, Dad?

-Yeah, they said Francesco!

-Everyone next to me sees them and I can't see them.

Because I never see them.

Everyone sees, and I don't.

I don't know why.

And I can never... What can I say?

Express a "desiderio".

Because when you see a shooting star you have to make wishes.

And I never can because I can't see them.

And last time, someone saw it,

he said, "I'll give you one."

So I made a wish.

-Maybe you'll you're going to see some tonight.

-Perhaps, yes. Yes, yes.

Maybe I'll I'll start seeing them.

-Tell us tomorrow. -Well, I make wishes anyway.

They laugh.

Low notes

...

That's the kangaroo, which goes "boing, boing".

And then I go...

There's a bird in Australia called kookaburra.

-Yes.

Low notes

...

Prelude No. 1 by Johann Sebastian Bach on piano

...

-It's 11:27. -How are you? Are you sulking?

-I don't want to leave. -Do you?

I don't feel like leaving. -The cat's gone.

But he's...

He's gone.

He's gone.

-Has the little cat gone? -Yes, he has.

-Are you all right, Claudine?

-Are we going to...

Are we going to the beach, right now?

-No. We're going to the port now, chouchou.

...

-Oh, it's the balls!

-The balls...

The balls...

If we go to the ball beach...

-It wasn't my favorite. -The beach of balls.

I like the ball pool.

-Perhaps there will be, in Corsica.

We're going back where we were last year.

-Where were we?

-Well, we were... We were in Corsica, last year, by the sea.

Do you remember this? -Yes, I remember. Take a look.

Look at the boats!

-Let me see the boats... Oh, yes, the boats!

Well, there you go.

-It's big. First, we'll... -Mommy?

-Yeah?

-Do you want to see if there's a dark chocolate sorbet?

-No, I'm sure there won't be.

-Did you see, Raoul? Huh?

That's our boat. -It's not big.

-Did you see how the town, on the cliff there?

Too good, huh? -Yeah, it is.

Is that where you'd been with Dad? -Yeah.

It's so beautiful. It's very touristy, though.

We'd been there out of season, when you were a baby.

-Yeah, well... I'm out. -No, yes, you were there! You were a baby.

-I don't remember!

-So does it record? -You have to speak loud enough.

-So, all of a sudden, it was with the... We saw the dog.

And it was weird. -Talk louder than that.

-He didn't bark much. So it was weird.

-Where's the recorder? -It's here. It's right there!

-Put the wire stuck in my shoulder.

-The wire doesn't hold the phone, Sophie!

The thread holds the thread. -Now we're talking!

-You have to be mobile to drive!

-Well, turn it off. We're not gonna... You told me we're not going to hear anything.

Then it's no use.

-Well, I don't know. Let's do the test, then.

-(It records.)

-You're very blonde there.

(You need to do your hair. You don't have a brush.)

Shit, your dad's gonna be pissed, you've got stains on your dress!

-He doesn't yell about it.

-He'll say, "I'll get it back, it's full of stains."

-It doesn't stain. Coke doesn't stain, Mom.

-Well... -Didn't you know?

Raoul laughs.

-Where are we?

What town are we in? -Here, we're crossing the countryside.

-Always saying: "Where are we? Where are we?"

-Why do we cross all the time? -Because we're crossing France.

-Ah, yes!

-It's a fast train. -Ah! It's a T...

-(Shh! Stop shouting!)

-(Shh.) -(It's a TGV!)

Wonderful!

-Don't shout, there are people sleeping!

-And so there...

we realize that Raoul has pissed on his comforter.

-He always ends up in your bed, by the way.

-The comforter that, in the end, Jean-Philippe was right to take.

-Mom, Mom, Mom! After that, I do all the talking.

-Yes... All right, then.

But you can interrupt me and you can talk, if you like.

-What's next? -Yeah, then.

-All right.

-And we go to the Pino navy, we make ricochets.

-Mmh.

-We were ricochets with Dad.

On the pebble beach.

It hurt your feet, you didn't have flip-flops anymore.

-I hadn't flip-flops for a long time.

-What are pebbles?

-You know, it's those little pebbles on the seashore.

-Pebbles, pebbles...

Tomorrow, are we going to revisit...

On this beach?

-Ah, no, that's it, the beach. For a year, it's over.

You remember, last year when

you had made a girlfriend on the quay?

-Called Lilibird.

-Bird? -Lilibird.

-Bird" means "bird". -I know it does.

In the early days, his mother called him Lilibird,

and I thought it was a nickname.

-Ah...

-And we were trying to catch fish.

And there's one I save, I save his life.

It's stuck in the net. -Yeah, well...

-It was stuck.

And I take it out of the net, without him

hurt, and put it back in the water.

-Well, I'll be damned... That was great.

We'll be back next year. -Yeah, we will.

Ouch! Ouch, it burns your feet, it burns your feet!

Bah, take my flip-flops.

-It records.

-You climbed the mountain.

-Did you really ridiculous?

-Yeah.

-Yeah. -That's not nice.

-Here, we had a mojito.

-Which wasn't as good than the one three days before.

You, Raoul, tell us about your shooting stars.

-Er...

-And barbecued sausage.

-Shooting stars.

-Raoul, he saw 10,000 shooting stars!

-I saw one earlier.

-When, earlier? -Just... Yesterday.

-When was yesterday?

-Tomorrow!

-You know what this is, a shooting star?

-Yes. -What's this?

-It's a star!

Who...

Going fast in the sky!

-That's it, that's it. Beautiful! -And what's behind it?

-Stars that don't fly.

-Mmh... -No. There's a bright line.

-Yes...

A luminous line!

-Raoul, it's impossible that you saw one on the boat!

-Did you make any wishes? -Well, yes.

-What kind of vows did you make?

-You can't say what you wish for.

-The Spider car!

-Spider what? Spiderman? -No. Yes!

But the remote-controlled car. -No, but that's easy.

Because Grandma, she buys him

1,000 toys all the time.

-Really? -It's true!

-You've got another shooting star, it's Grandma!

Laughter

When he made a wish, Grand-Mère, it's right away.

See?

Perhaps...

-And then, Raoul asks where Francesco is.

And then Jean-Philippe says:

"I'm sure your mother is in love with Francesco."

-Every time I tell you

you're in love with a guy, you say, "He's ugly!"

As if just because you're ugly, you couldn't be in love with him.

You've got to be kidding me!

-If you find someone ugly, you're not in love with them.

-I disagree.

Well, I'm ugly. -No, you're not.

-Yes, it is. Yes, it is.

You think I'm ugly! -No, I don't.

-Hey, Raoul! How are ya?

Here's the ice cream. Are you going to eat two by yourself?

-No, not two! -Not two?

Ah, it's for you! -Thank you for this!

-Panna cotta. -Panna cotta!

-A panna cotta for Daddy. -I'd like to play foosball!

-Two strong coffees. -And two tight coffees, yes.

-Can I get you some? -Go ahead, take my watermelon.

Go ahead. -Don't you like watermelon?

-Like every day, you know...

-My chocolate ice cream. -That you'll never have.

-Oh, there's a ball tonight!

Melon's too good. -Do you like it?

-Mmm. -Good, huh?

-That's good, you made a nice poo!

Come on. There you go, there you go.

So, watermelon...

Should I cut the watermelon? -Yes!

-Raoul, he's filthy, he stepped in his own poo!

-What'd you do? -What did you do?

-He'd say: "I can't see my poop anymore."

Ah... -You're getting it everywhere!

Disgusted sighs

He brought it back under his sole! He took it with him!

-Ah, but we're at the table!

I feel like throwing up!

-It's true that it's dirty. -He can't help it.

-Watch the sunset!

-We're going to miss it. -In this smell of shit.

-Can I have a towel now? -No, you may not.

-Or a paper towel, honey, something. -But I don't have any paper towels!

-Cloclo...

Wanna dry off, Cloclo? Cry of disgust

Would you like a towel? -How about this one?

-A little humor! -Wipe the poo!

-No, it didn't, but it made me want to vomit!

-Sleep? We're going to bed.

I want to sleep too. Sophie moans in disgust.

One last wipe, please.

-They're all gone!

Sophie laughs.

-Oh... -No way!

They're everywhere! -I want to vomit!

-We'll call it "The Watermelon Zone". "The poop-watermelon zone".

-No, we'll call it "poo-vomit".

-Cloclo, which would be stupid, especially,

is that if you go backwards, you fall into the hole.

For you to go, "Oh!" That would be really stupid.

You can't look at the sun too much. We mustn't.

Can I have the cheese?

I'm not like you, I like Sardinian pecorino.

-Me, I like lemon canistrelli.

-You like poop.

-Please note that registration works.

-I don't think you shouldn't make the film.

Poo, questions about poo, rules...

All organic stuff. -Well, that's life.

-Nothing's happening. -Well, everything happens.

-Nothing happens. -Everything happens.

-This film has to be made. -Nothing's happening.

-Everything happens. -You're not pooping on me?

-There's a scent... -No!

-Just a moment. -Cloclo!

You're scaring me. You're too close to the edge.

Don't go there. You're too close to the edge!

You'll throw up further from the edge. -Goodbye, dear.

-Who wants watermelon?

-I don't really like watermelon. Frankly, I don't really like it.

-Good one! -I'll try it.

-I'm the one who pooped! -He's like a parrot, Raoul.

-A parrot that poops?

-I'm the one who pooped. -Ah, that's a good one.

It's really good.

-It stinks horribly. -It smells a little.

-What do you have to fire?

Hold on a second, I'll get rid of the stink.

That's it! That's it! I know what stinks!

-I don't like it, it's good.

-I pooped the day before yesterday!

I pooped... -We'll go to a hotel.

-Do you want to go to the ball? -I'm going to the ball with Mom.

-I want to go to the ball! -Honestly...

-It's good, it's the last day. It's still nice.

-I'm going to the ball with Mom. -No, you're not.

Jean-Philippe chokes.

-What's the matter with you?

How are you?

I almost threw up. I almost threw up.

...

-I don't like it... -I put the bread in the ants!

-This watermelon, I find it exceptional.

It's delicious.

-Does it smell better now, or not? -Ah, it smells better!

-I didn't eat any.

I want to spill the bag of chips.

-I want some!

-Or spill it spill it on your face.

-Oh, there's the moon over there! -As if we hadn't seen it.

-How's he going to do it, Raoul, to get into the car?

In this smell of shit, there.

-His poop was beautiful.

-I was crying because Raoul was getting on my nerves.

-Quiet!

Watch out, little boats!

-Where did the sun go? -To the other side of the Earth.

-Do you think he's still here?

-I've had it.

I want to go, that's all I want.

-Would you like some new sneakers for back-to-school?

-Yeah! Yeah, that'd be nice. I really want Converse.

The problem with Converse, is that they're hot.

And the laces, it takes 4 hours to do.

Hits on the wall

(Damn...)

And I want them black too. -(Shhh!)

-Because it's... -(I need to sleep now.)

(There's road tomorrow.) -It takes 4 hours to do the laces.

-(Shush!)

*SNCF jingle and announcement

-Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit, I forgot!

Are you staying here? -What's up?

-Wait, Jean-Philippe!

Jean-Philippe! I don't have the keys to the house.

*L'Avventura, Stone & Charden

*...

Kiss! -Kiss.

-You broke it! -Come on, let's go!

-There's no point in giving him he breaks them!

*...

-And in the end...

we're going to bed, Jean-Philippe is super pissed.

"I've got to sleep!

"Tomorrow, I'll be on the road."

-It looks like it's someone we don't know who has to sleep.

-Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! -Yeah?

-(Mom, I'll do the talking.) -Well, go ahead, because...

What do you mean?

What's that supposed to mean? -Uh...

-Raoul,

before you say: "I want to talk", do you know what you're going to say or not?

-Yes!

-So why don't you tell us?

-What do you mean, Raoul? -I mean that...

Why are castles, always in the country?

-Well, it's not just in the country, castles.

-Why castles?

-Well... Because there were kings,

queens, dukes, duchesses...

That was a long time ago, when castles were first built.

-(Mom...) That we were building?

-Maybe, when you're older, you'll take a walk and see some.

-Big like Daddy? -Yeah.

We'll be there in 45 minutes. -Look what I'm doing.

-So wait. What do you have to say about the vacations, Raoul?

Claudine, don't you have something to say?

-No, it wasn't. I just have to say it was good.

-Nothing to say? -Claudine, what are you doing?

-I'm making a slide show for Grandma.

-Nothing to say? -Well...

Next to Grandma's house, why is there a blue zoo?

-Go ahead.

-Have a look. There's a button to go forwards and backwards.

-And one for turning. -And one for turning. See?

-Well, come on, shall we? -This is great.

-Thank Grandma again!

-Ah, he doesn't want to. -Watch out!

-You're so happy! *-Welcome to Paris, Gare de Lyon.

-Come on, let's eat. -Shall we?

-Are you coming, Raoul?

-Isn't he here, Jean-Philippe? -No, he isn't.

-Where is it? -He's in Corbigny.

-And why?

-Well, I don't know. He brought the car back.

-Is he sick?

Prelude No. 1, Johann Sebastian Bach

...

-No.

-Is he angry?

-No.

-Because... Why?

-I don't know.

-Did he want to be alone?

-Well, maybe.

-In Corbigny, did you have a fight?

-No!

We'll talk about it later. -Will we?

...

-That's all we've got left.

And it's disgusting.

-Raoul!

Maman, we have to make the film quickly. Otherwise Raoul will grow up.

-Shoot it in the spring.

-Oh! Can we shoot it in the spring?

Jean-Philippe's laugh

Pop music

-Are you or me?

-It's the music that brings us to life...

-BOTH.

-And we're free to go tomorrow wherever you want.

-That's what I like Singing everywhere with you

Day breaks We take the plane

And away we go

To us!

-AVVENTURA IS THE LIFE I LEAD WITH YOU

L'AVVENTURA

IS SLEEPING EVERY NIGHT IN YOUR ARMS

L'AVVENTURA

IT'S YOUR HANDS ON ME

AND EVERY DAY THAT GOD DOES MY LOVE

WITH YOU, IT'S THE AVVENTURA!

-When you kiss me Everything is new under the sun.

-The days that go by Are never, never the same

Grab your guitar What else do we need?

-The days that go by Are never, ever the same.

Jean-Philippe and Sophie laugh.

...

-L'avventura

This is the life I lead with you.

-L'AVVENTURA

IS SLEEPING EVERY NIGHT IN YOUR ARMS

L'AVVENTURA

IT'S YOUR HANDS ON ME

AND EVERY DAY THAT GOD DOES MY LOVE

WITH YOU, IT'S THE AVVENTURA.

THIS IS THE LIFE I LEAD... -with you.

-That's the life I lead with you!

-L'AVVENTURA

IS SLEEPING EVERY NIGHT... -in your arms.

-Every night in your arms. -L'AVVENTURA!

...

-It's your hands that rest... -ON ME

AND EVERY DAY THAT GOD DOES MY LOVE

WITH YOU, IT'S THE AVVENTURA.

They sing.

...