Original subtitles

Oh, that girl has legs that are 1.60m long.

Like she’s just legs with a head on top.

Lucas? Are you the hedgehog, there?

- Where did you find that? - Well, where you left it. In the trash.

- Mika, what did we say about going through the trash? - OK, so you're just crazy.

- Fuck, give me that! - Finders keepers, throwers weepers.

- Why did you throw it away, actually? - It's a drawing from Eliott. Alright, can we move on?

- Manon? - Intervention.

OK, kitten, this isn’t right.

You spend your life on this couch, you're basically fusing with the fabric.

- And we already have a stain that won’t go away, so... - Where’s the stain?

You're the ones that made me keep to the couch.

I’m actually on my bed right now.

OK, what's the problem?

- Nothing. - Lucas.

What's the problem?

The problem is that my best friend dumped me when I told him I was gay.

I feel like every time I arrive at school, everyone is making fun of me.

Everyone is whispering in the hallways, all because of a guy who forced me to deal with it.

Who's out there kissing his girlfriend... who doesn’t give a shit about me.

Ok.

Let’s not talk about Eliott for now.

Yann isn’t homophobic.

- No. - I don't believe it.

He’s never had a problem with me.

There must be something else.

I know, sometimes the way people react like assholes is frustrating.

You’re gonna spend your life telling people you're gay...

Or dropping "my boyfriend" in casual conversation just because.

Sometimes it goes well, sometimes it takes a few days, or a few months for people to be cool with it.

Sometimes they never get it.

There’s nothing to do, just accept it.

But Yann...

He won't leave you.

He probably just needs time.

No, I swear.

You didn’t see how he reacted... He walked away, he left me like an idiot. I never should have told him.

- Yes, you should have, it’s important to talk. - No.

It is, because if you keep everything inside, people see you suffering but you don’t let them understand why.

Eliott doesn’t give a fuck about me. He doesn’t care.

Lucas, you may have reasons to be mad at Eliott but you’re not gay because of him.

Remember, last year, you lent me your phone, and I saw the gay websites on it.

I didn’t know back then.

I’m not saying he didn’t make things go faster, but it was bound to happen someday, don’t you think?

Lucas, a closet is dark, narrow, and it stinks.

There’s no benefit in going back in there. So be fucking proud!

Live your life.

And those who judge or have a problem with that...

They can go fuck themselves, ok?

- Thanks. - But wait a second...

You’re gay?

What time is the...?

I don’t know, bro, I’m not following at all. I've dropped everything bro, it’s annoying, it sucks. This day is fucked.

- Dude! Hi! - Yo!

- How are you, bro? - I'm fine.

- Chill, all good? - You?

- Well fantastic. Cool, huh? - Totally!

- A little too fantastic for a Monday morning, maybe? - Really?

- No really, it’s just that we are super happy to see you! - Really happy.

- Had a nice weekend? Cool? - Fine.

— OK. Speaking of Saturday, didn’t I tell you? Oh God...

I didn’t tell you! I was in a bar, a bar I didn’t know, that I’d never seen, a gay bar.

And it had this insanely cool atmosphere! We really have to all go together! It's awesome!

Same, I just thought...no reason, but why not go to Gay Pride? One of these days?

Dude! Funny you should mention that, because I found a video...

..and actually it has a different name now, it’s called “Pride March!” Yeah!

- How do you know? - Pride March? Well it’s Catherine!

Catherine, my mother’s friend? Remember? Uh...lesbian too.

- Catherine, adorable. Great. So cool. A joy, really. - I mean you have to say, lesbians are really really cool...

- Generally, yeah... - ...especially in porn films!

- ...What? - Lucas, Lucas, Lucas! Is it true that you’re gay?

No, because I missed so much stuff with the common room and everything that....well...you know. So?

- Uh, well yeah, it’s true, yeah.

Fuck! OK, because we were afraid, well 'afraid' is a strong word, because, you know, huh?

- But we didn’t want to make fools of ourselves. - Oh, don’t worry, you clearly made fools of yourselves!

Fuck, I knew it!

No! It was...it was funny.

I'm so happy for you! Well for you, because for us is kinda... too bad! It’s a bit of a waste! For us.

- You, you...? - Well, us girls!

- So I'll take that as a compliment? - Mhm.

Daphné, by the way... I am heterosexual...

- Very, very heterosexual, I mean... - Yeah, also very very annoying.

- What did I say? Why is she kissing you, you’re gay! - Subtlety really isn’t your strong suit...

- But if you want my opinion, she likes you. - It felt like she was thinking of you when kissing me.

N 1 But did you...the question I have is did you look at her eyes when she kissed him?

- She wanted to kiss him by transphasery, buddy. - And we saw that in biology!

- She didn’t dare because she’s too afraid of you. - Are you sure?

- Sure. - 100% sure.

- Hey. - Good news?!

- Totally. - Yeah!

So...guys, oh, yes! Gang hi five?

- Yann isn’t here. - W're missing Yann, yeah.

Let’s go?

Ah, and wait, Lucas? Ball tag!

Come on, stop.

- Dude, it's been... - I don't play to play!

- I play to win! Yeah! - Stop it, you...

Yo. Missing a player?

Well, listen, it's too bad that you're coming now, because we were about to leave to study French.

Study what? I don't study, I'm not...

We're not even in the same class, so what you're saying doesn't make sense at all.

No, don't you have a French bac at the end of the year? Doesn't ring a bell?

The French bac you have to take at the end of the year when right now you're failing every subject?

The bac? Oh yeah, the bac, I do...

And the bac, it's stupid...same class or not, it doesn't matter...

- We're all in the same boat... - Alright, shut up, we're leaving. Come on, we're leaving.

- Listen, I'm sorry if I... - Wait.

I'm the one who's sorry. I shouldn't have left like that on Friday.

I just needed to think about all of this, you see?

- But just know that if I disgust you, or if you're ashamed... - Wait, you think that's why I left?

I have no problem with gay people, Lucas.

And certainly not with you.

I have to admit it felt weird to know you had a thing for me, but you're over it, right?

Completely.

It's flattering but I don't want things to change between us because you liked me.

You're my best friend.

Best friend?

Well, duh.

And that's why I reacted badly.

I've always told you everything.

When it wasn't going well at home, or when I was with Emma. Always.

And I was there for you as well.

When you started acting weird, I reached out.

I tried to get you to talk. I asked you what was wrong.

I couldn't talk.

That's what annoyed me.

Because in the end, you were able to talk about it.

You talked to Mika. You talked to the girls. Half of the school knew before I did.

Forgive me.

You shouldn't apologise, I should. If you didn't tell me sooner, it's because you were afraid of my reaction.

You told yourself: "Yann won't understand, he won't know what to do", and...

I asked myself why, and I realised I've made fun of you for being gay too many times.

And, sure, I was joking, but.. but I didn't know.

So I'm sorry. For what I said, and for what I did.

For not talking to you sooner.

So...should we hug or something? Without ambiguity?

Don't ever go through something like that again without telling me, Lucas.

- I'm here. - I promise.

— With Eliott?

- Nothing? - Nothing.

Well, that's too bad for him, he doesn't know what he's missing.

I was supposed to repaint that with him.

Well, we can do it together if you want.

Well, with Basile and Arthur.

- Without ambiguity. - Yeah.

- Good morning. - Good morning Lucas.

Lucas: Thanks for the drawing, when did you put it in my stuff? Eliott: You're welcome. I put it in the café when you were next to me. And this one when you were in gym class: PS: I miss you.

- Did you do your homework? - Almost. I think I messed up.

Yeah, I think.

It happens to me. Not often, but it happens.

Like last time with you.

What I told you...about evolution theory and homosexuality.

I was wrong, Lucas.

Homosexuality did play a role in evolution.

- There's a ton of pertinent studies about it. - You weren't wrong about everything.

Like, the way science treated homosexuality.

- You were right about that. - I know, but we're past that now.

- Science evolves. - Religion too.

- It just takes a little more... - Time.

No religion condones homosexuality.

But none say that we have to hurt homosexuals.

No one should be judged, attacked or insulted...

Regardless of the colour of their skin, their sexuality, or their religion.

And if you hear someone use their religion to justify their hate, don't listen to them, because they're wrong.

Hate doesn't come from religion. It comes from fear.

It's the worst poison. That and ignorance.

So basically, you're asking me for forgiveness.

Don't get cocky.

OK, Chloé, wait!

- Please. - Doesn't this feel like déja vu?

I'm sorry about last time. No, you know what, I'm sorry about all the times, actually.

- Clearly this is a better start. - You were right, I used you.

We met at that party. You were beautiful, you were cool. I thought that maybe it could work with a girl like you.

But the truth is, it's not you, Chloé.

It just doesn't work with girls.

And I fucked up.

I made you believe things, I hurt you.

I promise I'm really sorry, believe me.

You fucking suck.

You know I believed it, right?

But...

I'm not in your shoes.

I don't know how... how I would have reacted. I don't know how...

I would have handled everything.

And I think I can understand.

So maybe one day I'll be able to forgive you.

Lucas...

I'm sorry too.

I might have...

Gotten a little revenge

You know, by talking.

Don't worry.

I think that if you hadn't, I never would have had the courage open up.

At least, not so soon.

Well, good.

And I'm happy for you and Eliott.

- Well...no but... - We're not...

A couple.

I think I believed in it more than he did.

I know what that's like.

- See you, Lucas. - See you.

Yeah, no, but like...we only see each other to fuck. You know, it's just booty calls.

Ok, but the point of being fuck buddies is not always seeing the same guy, you know.

- You OK, bro? - Good, you?

- Oh, so you're not mad at each other anymore? - No. Best friends.

- Great! - Actually, now that you're not with Chloé...

Is it ok if I try, or...?

- OK, best friends, I see! - Yeah!

Go ahead. But do it right.

Because she's a really nice girl.

I am also a nice guy. Plus I'm straight, nice change for her.

- Don't say that! - Haha, kidding!

- What a shit job! You can thank your boyfriend, Lucas. - He's not my boyfriend.

Have you had any news?

- He put a drawing in my bag when we were in PE. - A drawing?

- In your bag? - What a loser.

- Yeah, really. - Is he for real? Why doesn't he go straight to you?

- Well, he tried, but... I couldn't. - Why not?

I don't know, guys. One day he's with me and the next he goes back to his ex.

- He's got to choose at some point. - It's normal, he can't make up his mind.

- It happened to me with a girl too. - Yeah?

- Who was it? Do we know her? - It was this girl, she didn't want to leave her boyfriend.

Something about it being complicated with the kids.

- Wait, how old was this girl? - 34, I think. Yeah, 34.

- Oh, what a dog! - Yeah, who do you think I am?

Is nobody else shocked by this? How does it go for those of us not hooking up with MILFs? What's the solution?

Stop it. No, but for real, it's really simple. He has to make a choice.

Send him a message, push it, that way it will be settled. You can't keep going like this!

- Like, right now? - Yeah! Send him, uh...

"You either stop with the drawings, or you get together with me." Say that now.

He's right, give him an ultimatum because this is hell.

- We'll put... we'll put purple up there. - Dude, it's gonna be ugly as hell.

Guys! I mean, we're not all artistically inclined. I think you can trust me on this.

Thanks for your drawing but I don't understand what you're playing at. And if not interested, stop contacting me.

Come on, move.

Ok, guys, it's done.

- Well, good. He's gonna freak out. - And you'll know for sure at least.

- OK, guys, he says he wants to talk to me. - There, finally. Now, Lucas, you call him.

No. Now, Lucas, you don't call him at all. You really don't.

It's the basics, dude. Never call.

Yeah, it shows you're interested!

- Say... "I'm busy" and that's it. - Good one, "I'm busy."

Yeah, but what do I do, do I send him a gif like... "busy"?

A "busy" gif? Of course, dude, and afterwards send heart emojis and write "Kisses, I love you."

Ok, so what do I send him, like... "No, sorry, I can't, I'm painting that fucking mural." Like that?

- That's great, dude. Go for it. - Go for it.

- That looks ugly. - Yeah, it does, but...

Can't, I'm in the common room to paint this fucking mural.

- You see that flower up there? - Yeah.

Instead of covering it up, we're gonna leave it. Except we're gonna have it go over the side, like this.

- Are you crazy, it's super ugly. - We're gonna make it cum, actually.

- We're gonna make the flower cum. - Fuck, he's not answering.

- Dude, he's thinking it over, don't worry. - Lucas!

Maybe he doesn't have any battery left?

Okay, are you gonna manage to stay with us the whole way through a conversation one day?

Because I know it's hard for you, but hang on. You're there, but at the same time, you're... not there.

He's not coming, because he doesn't give a shit about me.

Hey, bro... who gives a fuck about Eliott?

Exactly! There are billions of Eliotts on Earth, but you're unique!

- Shall we start? - Let's go? Totally.

Are we here to make art, or are we not here to make art?

- We're here to make art! - Let's go!

Come on!

- We're gonna paint everything in red. - In grey first.

- Stop it with the red. - He's coming!

- Great! - He's coming, like, right now.

- Okay.. let's leave, guys. - Yep, we'll go.

- What? - Absolutely leaving.

- Ok, Basile, move it, move it, move it! - But we were gonna start!

- Fuck, we have to go! - We're not gonna leave, we haven't even started yet!

- Come on! - But we didn't start the mural!

- I don't care, we haven't started the mural yet! - Come on, run, run, shut up, shut up.

Need a hand?

- So, what were you planning on doing? - I don't really know right now.

What if we went all Jackson Pollock on it?

This, everywhere, with every colour.

Art really is a scam, huh?

- You missed. - No, I didn't!

- Yes, you did. I can tell. - You can't miss something like this. You'd have to suck.

I wasn't gonna say it, but...

It's nice to see you smile. I missed it.

You looked happy with Lucille, last time.

It's nice that you're talking again.

You can't say that.

Why not?

Because none of it matters.

- It doesn't matter? - No.

Ever since I met you, you're the only thing that's mattered.

Are you for real?