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You're making my head spin. Are you always like this?

Come on, put that thing down.

Do you like to dance?

I don't dance.

-Come on. -I don't know how to dance.

Nonsense. Come on.

-Come on. -No, stop it.

Here.

What are you doing?

Give it back.

Wait, wait...

Wait, you look great in the sun.

-I won't dance for you. -Go on.

I don't dance.

Come on...

-Come on, please. -OK, OK.

Go, Raphaël, go.

Yeah.

I told you.

No, that's great.

Do you think our kid will dance as well as I do?

Our kid, absolutely.

A FILM BY GUILLAUME GOUIX

I can't stop crying.

-Since this morning. -It's going to be OK.

Mom.

What's this?

It's a jacket.

I know, Mom. Why did you make him wear it?

To look nice for the funeral.

He's too young to wear a jacket.

Your T-shirt is fine. Go play.

I feel hot.

Did you take the meds I gave you?

I'm not sick, Mom.

Do you know your sister's here?

I need to drink something sweet.

You're all grown up.

Hello.

How's it going?

We'll ride with you, OK?

Margaux, see you at the cemetery.

What are you doing?

I'm playing a game, you don't know it.

Try me, let's see if I know it or not.

What is it?

Ninja Odyssey 8.

You're right, I don't know it.

You already have a phone?

It's Dad's.

I took it out of the drawer to play my games.

I'm sorry, but that stinks.

-Don't go. -What?

I don't want to go.

Please stop at the next gas station.

No, we don't have time.

Calm down.

I can't breathe.

What the hell are you doing? I can't see.

No, no, no...

What are you doing?

Lola, the ceremony is in 30 minutes.

Don't leave me like this. What do you want me to do?

What will I tell your son?

I know it's crazy, Mom.

I couldn't stop her.

He's there, saying nothing.

What do you want me to say?

No, he won't talk to me.

No, Mom, don't come, please, there's no point.

Make something up, I'll handle it. I'll call you back. OK?

Damn it.

Damn it.

Up. Get in.

Hurry.

Lola! Hey!

Are you out of your mind? Get down from that truck!

I don't want people crying in my face.

Stop it. What do you want?

I just want to drive. I want us to drive, please.

Please.

Did you tell Dad about Raphaël?

I'm talking to you, Lola. Did you tell Dad?

-Yes. -And?

He sent me a lovely bouquet of flowers.

Hey, buddy, finish your sandwich and get some shut-eye.

OK.

I can't see.

Should we leave him alone?

It's OK, it'll just take three seconds.

Good evening. We'd like a room, please.

-Do you have luggage? -No.

It's only for one night.

Fifty euros.

-It's OK. -No, I've got it.

-It's OK, I can pay. -No.

I'll get him.

At seven, he should be sleeping at home.

Eight.

And don't tell me what to do with my son,

you don't know him.

-You don't mean that. -No, I don't.

He's a sound sleeper.

Stop it.

Sorry, but it's funny.

The ceremony is to say goodbye, you know.

Yeah, I know.

I didn't stop anyone from going.

Not even him?

I'll put him to bed.

Lola?

You're a pain in the ass.

-Want a smoke? -No, I don't smoke anymore.

Did Gaspard get my Christmas present? You didn't tell me.

Yeah. Thank you.

Did he like it?

It was OK.

You don't want to talk?

Why did you get in my car?

People think they know how I feel.

I can't stand pity.

I knew I was safe with you.

Yes, Mom, it's me.

I'll bring them back tomorrow, don't worry. See you tomorrow.

I LOVE YOU

SLEEP WELL

GOOD NIGHT MY LOVE

What are you doing?

It's Daddy's favorite.

I don't like it, it doesn't taste like lemon.

OK.

Want some?

-No, thanks. -Where's Mom?

Over there.

What are you doing, Lola?

-What are you doing? -Well, I'm...

I'm trying to get a change of clothes.

Sorry, I don't understand. I'm taking you home.

No, I think I need some space.

Come here, Gaspard.

What?

I want to go and see the South.

I think it'll be good for me.

It would be good for you too, wouldn't it?

-Ah, no... -Wait, this...

Yeah, it'll look great on you. I'll take it.

-No, wait... -Yes, I'll take it.

I'm sorry, but this is crazy.

You have the restaurant to run, don't you?

And your son is in school.

-I'm not a kid. -Cover up, please.

It's just two seconds, I'm trying on a shirt.

It's fine, Margaux.

-This is ridiculous. -I'll take this.

You don't have to come with us.

Thanks for your time.

Thank you.

Alright.

Come on.

You don't want to come either?

-OK, get lost. -Hey, take it easy.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

It's OK, Mom.

Come on.

Yeah, Mom, don't worry.

No, the three of us are just hanging out, it's been a while.

Yeah, but don't worry. I'll be in touch.

Yes.

I have to go, I have another call.

Hello, Doctor. Thanks for returning my call. Yes.

I have to postpone my appointment, I have a work emergency.

I know, but I'd like to do it soon

because I need to know.

This Monday, great. Yes, that's fine.

I'll be there.

Thank you so much, Doctor. That's very kind of you. Bye.

Two days.

Then I'm off and you're on your own.

I'll call Mom, she'll watch your son, and get him to school.

Let's go.

Can I go in the water, Mom?

Yeah, go for it.

I don't think we're allowed to swim here.

Who cares, right? I mean, really.

What are you afraid of? Going to jail?

Want some nuggets?

No, thanks.

Gaspard looks so much like him, it blows my mind.

It's hard to look at him.

Mom!

Look!

Mom!

Things will get back to normal.

Why does it have to be normal?

He cheats in school.

He copies off the smart kids.

He pretends he has good grades but I know he cheats.

His spelling sucks.

-Does he really suck? -Yes, terrible.

Raphaël and I pretend to be really proud,

even though I know he's lying.

Silly, right?

Yes, it is.

It looks really dirty.

Why don't you care about us?

What are you talking about?

Well, I don't know.

Why don't you come to see me anymore?

Are we not...

good enough for your world?

Why don't you come to see us?

Oh, stop.

We're good.

It's just life, sometimes we don't have as much time.

We're not the same age. We have our stuff.

You're such a pain.

Come on! Let's jump!

-No, stop it... -Oh, yeah, big mouth.

What?

Well, screw it, right? That's what you said.

You've got something gross there.

-Let me... -Hang on.

That's really annoying.

-You do it. -Yes, but where?

-What is it? -Right here.

-Here? -Yeah.

-Did I get it? -Yeah.

-Where are my shorts? -Here.

I don't know much about it,

but he's got a big pecker for his age, doesn't he?

Stop.

I don't know how his dad was, but there's real promise there.

-Stop it, you're disgusting. -No, but...

-Why are you laughing? -It's nothing.

Yeah, right.

So annoying. It's all I'll be able to think about when I see him.

I love your laugh.

GOOD NIGHT MY LOVE, I LOVE YOU

-Margaux? -Yes.

Can you read me a story?

You don't read by yourself?

Well, I do, but...

Can you please read me one?

This is all I've got.

This is for work, I...

I'm making corrections,

it's not for kids.

Please, I'm so goddam bored.

Jeez, Gaspard.

Wow.

Watch your language.

OK, but I...

Honestly, I don't know if you'll like it, it's...

Alright.

"He'd been roaming the streets for too long.

"He stopped at the first local bar.

"It must have been midnight, and it reeked of lust."

What's lust?

Well...

What's lust, Margaux?

It's...

Keep laughing.

Yeah.

Lust is when something is dirty,

but good...

When it's good.

Let's keep going.

-I don't quite understand. -Listen to the next part.

"Michel,

"stressed, sweating, a crappy song in his head,

"entered the club Le Perroquet.

"At the counter, the man scanned the faces around him,

"some were weary, others lost,

"like weeds torn from their roots.

"He could hear vague sounds coming from the back room,

"of butts getting slapped."

No.

Yeah, this is not OK.

-It's definitely not OK. -Is that a show?

Here.

There are no ninjas in it, but, trust me, it's good.

Well...

shall we sleep here?

"He named his crew the Argonauts.

"One morning, at dawn,

"they loaded the ships with food,

"then set off.

"On the shore, the crowd hailed their departure.

"At first, the sea was rough

"and the winds raged against the ship.

"Then the gods decided to be more merciful

"and blew a strong breeze in the right direction.

"The crew finally hoisted the sail and the ship cut through the water.

"They had to cross waters strewn with reefs

"and brave storms.

"When they landed on an island for provisions,

"they were often attacked by bloodthirsty monsters,

"but by sheer courage, they overcame all these perils."

There's a port town in Sardinia

your father always talked about.

He spent all his vacations there as a kid.

He said

a dolphin sculpture protected swimmers.

He was crazy about the place.

He told me so much about it.

He said you'd love it,

because they have the best black pasta in Italy.

What made you think of that?

Wait.

Please don't tell me you're going to drag us over there?

No, I didn't say that.

Look at me.

Do you really think I'm going to go eat pasta

in Sardinia just like that?

-I didn't say that. -I sure hope not.

Good night. We're tired.

Let's go. One, two, three.

Come on, come on.

Go.

Step on it.

Goddamn it!

I'm sick of this crap!

Screw this.

You drive me nuts, Lola!

Mom calls me all day long,

and I tell her everything's fine,

but it's not!

Here we are in the middle of nowhere, like two idiots!

Is this fine?

Is it?

I can't keep doing this.

I'm sorry, Lola, I can't keep doing this!

So, you know what? Keep the car if you want, it's yours.

Go eat pasta, go explore an island, go paddleboarding,

I don't care.

I'm out of here!

I'm not some damn adventurous bitch! Damn it!

Your life isn't over, Lola.

Maybe it sucks, but it's not over.

And neither is your son's.

Come on. How far are you going to take this?

This is ridiculous.

I need you.

-Leave me alone. -I need you,

I can't do this on my own.

You won't find your man in a field of I don't know what.

Now what?

You'll just go back to your warm house?

And so you don't feel guilty, you'll send me a stuffed animal?

Where's your house, Margaux? Because we don't know.

To us it's just an address.

Screw you. And screw your criticism!

I'm the one with mud all over my butt,

so shut up.

I just lost my entire life,

the least you can do is have mud on your butt.

How do you think it feels that my sister doesn't care about me?

What do you want?

A garage.

You're filthy, you little terror.

Hey, come here.

Want to play a game with me?

I don't know. What game?

So, let's say...

for the next 15 seconds, you can say

as many swear words as you want in my ear.

Really, really bad swear words. Go ahead.

-Really? -Yes. Shall we do it?

-You won't tell Mom? -No. Scout's honor.

Alright, shoot.

Ass, shit, fucker,

bastard...

Bitch.

Dick... prick, fuck you.

Shitbag. Go fuck yourself.

-Oh, my goodness... -Big slut.

You find that funny, huh?

You know a lot of them, don't you?

No one's there.

I didn't quite get it, something's going on in the village.

Oh, damn.

Oh no, I stink.

Damn it.

We have to find a hotel.

Really?

-Why? -Well, I need to clean up.

Stop, stop. Stop! Stop it, I hate feet.

I hate feet. You're so annoying.

How did it go, again?

-How did it go? -I don't know.

Listen.

You still can't sing.

Screw you. At least listen.

-Here. -Please, stop.

Here you go, my feet in your mouth.

-Stop it. -What? What?

Oh, hell.

Every time I dip my foot in water, I feel like peeing.

Please get out.

Get out.

Get out, get out, get out...

Get out!

Alright.

It used to happen to me too, when I was little

and you bathed me.

But I was too lazy to get out.

Of the bathtub.

Wait, what? Excuse me?

I pissed on you.

Jesus, you're disgusting.

You're disgusting.

I know you'll say I didn't know him,

but I did a little, so I'm telling you.

Raphaël was annoying.

Of course, he was handsome, he was kind, he was a good cook,

but do you remember how annoying he was?

Huh?

He had a terrible sense of humor, his jokes were lame.

Really?

What do you mean, "really"? Did you ever laugh at his jokes?

-Yeah. -For real, not just pretending?

I don't know.

And the cologne he wore...

the masculine one... yuck.

Did you like it?

And that jerk never gave me a massage.

I'm sure he was the kind of guy

who stared at girls' butts on the street.

That's true.

Well, you've seen my butt,

why would he need to cross the street?

No, but he was obnoxious.

He was obnoxious.

A biker jerk.

A huge biker jerk.

You know,

I fell in love with him because...

because he was awkward,

incapable of relaxing,

as if his chest were welded to his body.

I found it so heartwarming.

It's cruel to still love him so much.

Love should go away when people leave.

I don't know, maybe it's wonderful that it stays.

-Margaux, come dance! -No!

I'm eating!

Who cares, come dance!

Come!

Are you OK, miss?

-Are you OK? -Yes, I'm fine.

Miss, please sit down.

I'm fine.

I'm OK.

Lola?

Lola?

I have to go back home.

Damn it.

What are we going to do now?

Margaux, what are we going to do?

Here.

I drove back. I'm sorry, but I told you.

It had to end.

But you can stay.

You can stay at my place.

Gaspard?

Gaspard, wake up, buddy, we're here.

-Is the piano yours? -No, it's the neighbor's.

Of course it's mine.

Have you seen it, Mom?

Wait. Hang on.

Get down. You can help me if you want, but...

Shall I do the pillowcases?

Yeah.

You can have the room.

-Margaux, can I... -Just throw it there.

OK.

What the hell are we doing here?

Mom? Mom?

-Margaux? -Yes.

I'll get ready and head out.

But please, make yourselves at home.

Where are you going?

I'm...

Nowhere interesting.

It's a work thing...

you wouldn't get it.

Here, take this if you want.

If you want to change or...

Relax a little, you'll feel better.

Trust me, just take a breather. OK?

Are you sure you don't want to go again?

I've already gone five times.

Do you want to go for a walk?

No.

There it is.

See?

Can you hear that?

It's doing great.

You can close your eyes,

if you want.

This is good news, everything's great.

You can relax.

Here, wipe yourself off and get dressed.

And I'll see you...

once you've had your three-month ultrasound.

That's when we'll check that it's developing well,

and that it attached.

I don't know if you made an appointment with my secretary,

but it's not here.

-Do you remember? -Yes.

-It's not with me. -I know.

IT'S TAKING A WHILE, DON'T WAIT FOR ME, I HAVE TO EAT OUT

Mom?

Mom?

What?

Can I ask you a question?

Sure.

Are we still a family?

When it's just the two of us, I mean.

Yes.

Why are you filming?

You know...

I miss him very much.

I know.

Mom?

Come on, it's bedtime.

I wanted to go to Dad's funeral.

It's time to sleep now.

Can I ask you a question?

Sure.

Are we still a family?

When it's just the two of us, I mean.

I told you I can't dance.

I really can't dance, I told you.

Damn it!

Mom?

Mom?

-Are you OK? -Yeah.

What are you doing here?

Come, don't just stand there.

Wait.

You're sleeping here?

Lola?

Lola?

Are you alone?

Where's Mom?

Tell me, where's Mom?

Gaspard, where's your mom? Did she say?

I don't know.

Have you tried calling her?

What's up, buddy?

Come on.

It'll be OK.

She... she must have gone for a walk.

Don't worry. OK?

You're super strong anyway.

Huh? Let's see your muscles. Show me your little muscles.

There we go.

Don't worry.

Come on.

Something could have happened. Are you kidding me?

-This isn't the time. -Hey, do you hear me?

You left him all alone, you crazy woman!

Yeah. I'm crazy.

I'm totally crazy. Call Mom.

Tell her.

Tell her to order her meds and call her doctors.

"Lola isn't sad, Mom, she's crazy.

"She's lost it, she needs to be committed, she's dangerous."

Stop it, OK?

Say it, damn it! Say what you really think!

Say it: "Lola, you're totally crazy,

"and you're driving your son just as crazy."

-Damn it, go ahead, say it! -Shut up!

I don't know what I'm going to do with him.

Well, you'll...

sign him up for soccer, teach him how to drive, he'll be OK.

Boys are really dumb, you know.

-Want some? -No, thanks.

I almost had a kid.

What?

You wanted me to tell you my stuff, so here it is.

When I was with Camille. Remember Camille?

Barely.

I wanted it so badly, I swear.

I won't go into the details,

but eventually, a great doctor found

an anonymous sperm donor abroad,

and he did it the old-fashioned way, no fuss, just a syringe.

It worked right away.

I was in pain at times, so...

I rested, I...

I hardly moved at all,

I desperately wanted it to work, it was

all I could think of.

I did nothing.

A real old lady.

It held for about five months.

And then it all fell apart.

I had to deliver, and I didn't...

ask to see the baby, it was awful.

When was this?

A few years ago.

Why didn't you tell me?

Well, you were there, all happy...

I didn't want to see you.

You,

little Gaspard, your boyfriend with the perfect smile,

it bugged me, you know.

It hurt, to be honest.

It must feel better now, right?

Please don't say that.

I'm joking.

I was jealous.

I was so jealous, I hated you.

After that happened,

it was a nightmare with...

with Camille, we argued constantly, so we broke up.

I haven't had any real relationship since then.

I didn't make the time...

I wanted to think about something else, my business,

what I was making.

And I don't know if it's the damn clock, but...

I called the same doctor and we started all over again.

All alone, years later, it's strange, but...

I haven't made room for romance in my schedule,

and let's face it, I'm not exactly a spring chicken.

You're stupid.

I found out three weeks ago that I was pregnant

again.

Apparently, it works quickly for me.

So, I had started to move around less,

to...

to slow down,

and take care of myself.

And then

Raphael's accident happened and...

Today I heard its heartbeat.

It's the size of a pistachio and you can hear its heartbeat.

I should just be happy, but... I'm scared.

I'm just scared. Scared that it will happen again.

It'll be OK.

Well, there you go, I...

You're the one comforting me, the world's upside down.

-I want sunshine. -What?

The song you were humming the other day.

I want sunshine

-I want sunshine -Yeah.

It will stick.

It'll survive, we're a tough bunch in this family.

We need to sleep. I need to sleep. You won't be mad at me?

No, of course not.

Good night, Denis.

Denis?

Oh, no, please, not Denis.

-Why? -Shut up.

Good night. Good night, pistachio.

Wait. Hang on...

What?

I don't want us to drift apart.

Are you OK?

No, no, no...

Where do we go when we die?

You sure ask a lot of questions.

Ask your mom.

To heaven,

to the stars,

according to myth, anyway...

everyone has their opinion on that.

What do you think?

I think we don't need to go anywhere else,

we're already where people want us to be.

You know?

Like...

in a flower,

a scent,

a remnant of toothpaste.

-In that buoy? -Yes, that too.

-In a video game? -Yes.

-That's handy. -Really handy.

Gasp!

Wait up!

Is that it, Mom?

You stink.

I don't stink, I smell like garlic, you silly goose.

Well, you stink.

Will I stay that way?

-Yeah, for the rest of your life. -Oh, no.

What are you doing?

-Let's go check out the beach. -Yeah.

Go, I'll be right there.

-I'll go get some ice cream. -Yeah!

Buongiorno.

Dieci euro.

-Grazie. -Grazie.

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