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Sometimes, when I get up in the morning,

I look at myself in the mirror
and then I say to myself: Hey, get out of here!

I feel like shooting myself
in the stomach.

swallow all my pills,
put my head in the oven.

Then I think of my family
and then all the pain

that it would make them feel,
then I forget all about it.

I really do have
a crazy family.

Lies, betrayals,
double lives... We have it all

Our story would make
a good drama.

That's a shame,
you won't see it.

Because this isn't about me
.

Even though my family and I
have a role to play.

It really is! The story
of Clara... and her mother.

- Bianca!

Bianca, you know I can hear
your music all the way here.

You're going to tear your ears off.

- Richard, let her listen to
her records as loudly as she wants.

- When she becomes deaf,
don't come complaining to me.

Why would she complain
to you? Are you a doctor?

- Bianca, did you turn up the volume?

Instead of taking it down?
- Mom...

Have you taken your medication?

- No.
- Mom, how do you want

to get better without taking
medication?

- Because
side effects can include

nausea, dizziness,
tumors, tremors,

fever spikes,
loss of consciousness

and a hyperactive libido.

Take them yourself!

But no matter how it presented itself,

blushing young bride
or bitter divorcee,

fashion icon, devoted mother,
jet-setter or activist,

They all agree to recognize

that Princess Diana was

one of the
most fascinating personalities...

- Bianca, do you want to get up?

You never know who was
in the room before you.

- I think my mother is
not doing well at all.

- In any case, she's still
as charming as ever.

- Her stomach bothers her.
She just doesn't want to admit it.

- How do you know that? Are
you inside her stomach?

- I know my mother too well,
Richard.

I know right away
when she tries to lie to me.

- Do you know, when you think about it,

It's not! The story of Clara
and her mother.

Of course,
it starts like this.

But it's more! The story
of Clara and her daughter Bianca.

We'll get there as soon
as Clara's mother...

How could I put that

with delicacy?

As soon as Clara's mother...

Well… you'll see.

- For me, it's the most
beautiful place in the world!

I am at peace
when I come here.

Hum?

- I'd rather be in the city.

How to Survive Your Mother

- Hi!
- Hi, darling!

- Mom, I went on the Internet;

I've found some new
treatments

that we could perhaps try.
I printed them out.

- Bianca, there are a million things

that you could do
on the Internet.

Why are you researching
Grandma's illness?

- Good, because we should
know as much as possible about his illness

to better deal with it.

- Bianca, I know
you mean well,

But it's not up to you
to confront him.

I'll take care of it.
You just take care of it.

to be a 16-year-old girl.

Ah! Still no fever.

You are doing very well, Mom.

- That's true. If it weren't
for cancer eating away at me,

I would be absolutely radiant!

Girls say, boys say

Hey, baby
Hey, baby

Hey, baby
Hey, baby

I'm the kind of girl
that hangs with the guys

like a fly on the wall
with the secret eyes

- Then suddenly,
the pharmacist told me

that he can no longer find
your file on the computer.

It's getting late,

The pharmacy was closing
any minute.

I was alone with him
at the counter,

So I said to him,
"Look again."

Then he smiled stupidly at me.

showing off all her beautiful...
yellow teeth...

And he asks me
about you.

He winks at me afterwards.

At first, I didn't react
because I thought to myself:

Maybe it's a tic,
there's nothing he can do about it.

All the boys say

Hey, baby
Hey, baby

Girls say
Girls say

Well, I look at it
with horror!

I think that's understandable.

He... licks his lips
with a disgustingly sensual air

And it was at that moment
that I understood.

He wanted to try and seduce me.
Can you believe that?

- Non.

- Oh, really, Mom!

- So, Mrs. Palumbo,
are you looking forward to it?

to move to Vancouver?

- I admit that it
just annoys me to think about it.

It's always daunting
to change and...

That's a major change!
- I love change!

Thank goodness things are changing!

Try to imagine life
without changing!

It would be better to put
a gun in your mouth.

press the trigger

and then blow
your brains out on the floor!

Is the steak
to your liking, Mr. Palumbo?

- Ah... yes, that's excellent.

- This is a recipe from
our family, the spices.

- Mom, please
try to eat

at least a spoonful!

How do you expect to get better
if you don't eat anything?

- Why are you always
so stupid?

You know I'll never get better.

If you gave me some
Iasagne, I could eat.

- Mom...

Your stomach can no longer tolerate
Iasagne.

My stomach can't tolerate
anything anymore!

The fact that I prefer
not to digest Ia Iasagne

than not being able to digest the vomit
you're trying to make me swallow.

- Listen...

It's very nourishing and
it's delicious, this puree.

It took me hours
to prepare it.

- It's true that it would be
sad to waste it.

- Excellent.

- Go serve it to your Palumbos.

- Clara, is there
a problem?

Clara, we have guests.

- The Palumbos are your guests,
not mine.

- It was our idea, both of ours

to give them a farewell meal.
- Well, goodbye!

What are they waiting for to leave?
- Clara...

I'm suffocating in here. Would you like to...
pass this on to our guests

My apologies
for my behavior?

- A little wine, Mrs. Palumbo?

- Uh... no, thank you.

- Clara...

uh... her...

I'll be back in a minute.

- Johnny, we need
to leave.

- Oh no...
- No, stay!

My parents were so
looking forward to having you over for dinner!

- But they've gone out now.

- Oh no, no.
They would never leave

In the middle of dinner!
No, don't worry.

Go ahead and eat, it's hot!

- Yes, it's really delicious!
- I'm happy.

I was the one who did the shopping.

I hate
paying for a piece of steak.

and that he is not gentle!

I always feel guilty
when that happens.

But there's nothing we can do about it.

We're not allowed
to touch the steak!

- Clara, are you sure this is
a good idea?

- Why here?
I don't understand.

It's me you're going to look at

Instead of television?

- Hey, how funny she is!

- Mom, we couldn't
put the bed upstairs.

You will be more comfortable
with us.

- We'll see each other once a day.

We'll take good care of you.

- Tell him I need
a real nurse.

- Ah, if you only knew, madam...

The real ones are flat!
Well, I have to go.

If there's a problem,
you have my number.

- Thank you, Martin.

Isn't our Martin nice?

- Yeah, she's the girl
I've always wanted!

-Oh…

- That's very kind of you, Bianca.

You can go, I'll
take care of Mom.

- It's okay, I can stay with you.

- No, no, no, go ahead.
Don't worry about me. It's fine.

- Get rid of my sister for me.

I haven't spoken to him
in years.

You can remove your father's photo too.

I'm going to join him soon.

And God knows how
interested I am!

Who is she?

- This is your niece Sonia.

You love it.

- It's too ugly. Throw it away!

The photo next to it too.

- But this is my favorite picture
of you!

- Pfft… Look at
that silly little smile…

In the past,

I thought life would be
filled with happiness.

Poor fool! Burn her!

You can get rid of that one too .

- Our family portrait too?

- I never loved your husband.

- Is that all?

- Is this a picture of you
or of Bianca?

- By Bianca.

- You can leave it.

The City of Montreal was the scene

of another
home invasion last night.

Two elderly people
from Beaconsfield

were found
tied to their beds

while two armed men
had looted their house.

The thieves made off
with jewelry and money.

as well as a computer.

The invasion took place
shortly after 8 p.m.

as the couple returned
from their daily walk.

- My favorite song.

- I know.

- I've always loved to dance.

Your grandfather hated that.

All my life, I've wanted to dance.

I've never had the chance.

- I know it's not easy.

But in moments
like these,

the best thing is always
to put your faith back

In God's hands and...
everything will be alright.

- Mom, come on,
what's wrong?

Do you want to call Martin?

Why are you looking at me
like that?

- I need to get to know you.

- Need to know me?
I don't understand.

You know me
inside and out!

- I know absolutely nothing about you.

- To take care of you,
I quit my job.

I am with you 24 hours a day

And you still don't know me
after that?

That's true,
if you don't know me,

So nobody...

- Ladies, serve—you.

You should eat them
all...

- You look chic like that,
Grandma.

- Hey, hi Clara!
- Hi Ginetta.

Are you settling into your new place?
And are you getting used to the neighborhood?

- Ah, the house is nice,
the neighborhood is nice,

Everything is going very well.

Are you holding up okay?

- Her new pills
were supposed to prevent her from swelling

so that she can breathe better,
but now,

She's not breathing at all anymore.
You want me to tell you something?

Those idiot doctors
don't know what they're doing.

- We should all take them down.
- Did you see if it's yellow?

The cancer spread
to his liver and then to his pancreas;

Now it's everywhere.
Skin, eyes...

It's yellow everywhere!
I don't recognize it anymore!

She's not my mother anymore!

I keep asking myself:
Who is the yellow woman?

What did she do to my mother?

- Hmm... if you want my opinion,

They're all lit up,
Clara.

- Happy birthday, Mom.

- Happy birthday.
- Happy birthday.

- Make a wish, Grandma!

- Ah! Ah yes!

She's got stamina!

- Once again,
happy birthday!

- If your mother-in-law's wish
is granted,

A lightning strike should hit us
any minute now.

- Mom?

Mom!

Mom!

- Your mother is in transition.

She straddles life and death.

So part of her wants to leave,

Part of her wants to stay.

- I know that part of her
wants to stay.

I'm sure it's
the yellow woman.

- Pardon? The yellow woman?

- I know it's her
who wants my mother to stay

Because if my mother leaves,
she'll have to leave too!

- You might need
some rest.

- How long?
How long does it last?

This... this transition?
- There are no rules.

It can be hours,
days,

weeks, months...

It depends on each patient.

- Mom...

Go away, Mom.

You have the right.

Don't worry.

Go away.

Mom...

Mom, you know I
love you with all my heart.

But because I love you
with all my heart...

I am ready to let you
go if necessary.

Do you want some help,
Mom?

Do you want me
to help you free yourself from the yellow woman?

If you want me to help you

To free yourself from the yellow woman,
shake my hand.

And as we lead Isabella
to her final resting place,

Let us take comfort in knowing
that she is with Jesus

as well as with the husband
she loved so much.

Let us also know that, finally,
his suffering is over.

and that finally, the disease,

who made his last days
a torture.

is a thing of the past.

Let us all remember that,
despite the suffering,

She fought...

And I am certain,
as are all of us,

that He knew how to say to her: "Thank you,
my faithful servant..."

six months later

- What do we know
about the Arab guy outside?

- He's a guy.

- What kind of guy?

- The kind that's a guy.

Explain to me why she has
to go and debaucher herself.

every night of the week.

- What do you mean by
"becoming debauched"?

She's going out to celebrate, that's all.
She's looking to unwind.

Have you forgotten how much

Is university hard?
- No. Besides,

It was so hard that
I had to stay home.

every evening to study.

- Maybe Bianca
doesn't need to study so much.

She's brilliant, Elie.

Besides...

She is on the verge of getting
her diploma.

And I'm sure
she'll become

An incredible psychologist.

- I really want
to get to know you, Bianca.

- What, you know me.
- No, no, no.

For real.

I really need
to get to know you,

to spend more time
with you.

You're really doing
something to me.

- Calm down, calm down.

My martini decided
to pass right by.

Are the toilets this way?

- Hi.
- Hi.

Did you finish earlier than expected?
- Yes. Luckily, actually.

- Hello?
- Bianca!

I need to see you.
- No.

I need to prove to you
that I'm something else.

than a lawyer of no stature.
- That's out of the question.

- Please.
- No.

- I'm ready to change—-
- Pierre, listen.

- If you ask me,

I'm going to leave my wife,
my job...

- No, no, no, I forbid you
to leave your wife.

- I want to live with you!

- Pierre, wait a minute.

- I'm going to talk to my wife tomorrow.

- No, don't tell your wife.
There's nothing between us.

- That's not true!
We have everything between us!

You told me you loved me!

- Never.
You said you loved me.

I made sure to specify
that I never loved you, OK?

- I want you to tell me
when you told me that!

- When I said, "I don't love you."

It's hard to be clearer!

I'm going to hang up.
- Bianca, no, please! No!

- I might try
suppositories, if I were you.

- Ah, hi...

Ginetta.
- You should take

the suppositories
that my sister buys.

You're going to become a real
Swiss watchmaker when it comes to potty training!

- I'm not a fan
of suppositories.

- It's better to insert a
suppository into your lower back

than to cause an
intestinal obstruction.

It happened to my neighbor,
an obstruction like that.

They rushed her
to the hospital.

And I won't even tell you
what they did to him.

- No, you're right, don't tell.

They hooked up
a huge pump to him

To empty it of what it had.
It took days!

It was worse than a tsunami
in there!

I suggest you become
a fan of suppositories.

- Okay

ALRIGHT

So...
which brand should I get?

- The brand that my sister
Fiorella buys.

- Ah, the brand
that's going to make me become

A true Swiss watch,
down to the last detail!

They've all been sold.
Now that's quality!

People who know about it

come to queue
at the pharmacy

a good hour
before it opens!

- I'm not sure
I want to go that far.

- Okay, I'll do it for you.

- Oh no.
This isn't serious, please.

Beautiful photo.

Yours too. Is that you?

Yes.

Are you coming to our place?

Don't waste any time!

If you change your mind.

Good evening.

OK... here's what you need to do.

Vas-y.

You leave your door unlocked.

I come in and you take me
to your bed.

We fuck and we don't say a word.

Not a word?

We have nothing to say to each other.

We have sex and you forget about me...

Ah! Shit!

Ah!

Hi. Um...

Excuse me, I...
I fell.

The sight of blood
makes me nervous.

Even more so when it's mine.

I'm clumsy,
it's really stupid.

Ouch! That stings. Ah...

I remember,
when I was little,

if I were to scrape my knee,

It was always
a major disaster.

My mother used to tell me
I was acting like a baby.

which annoyed me even more

Then I cried
even harder.

So my grandmother was trying
to console me

Then my mother and she would end
up arguing,

It was inevitable.

My father took advantage of this to
leave because he knew

that it always ended
up being his fault.

I thought you said:
not a word!?!

Can we meet again?

Only if you keep quiet.

Are you alright?
- Yes, thank you.

Can I groan when we have sex?

- Hey, what
a beautiful day it's going to be!

You're going to groan, moan, and howl.

Mom, you're lucky,
you get to enjoy it.

Do you live alone?

You're going to make an effort to
enjoy the day, right?

I have two roommates.

Are they hot?

One is crazy, the other is bald.

I lost my erection.

Tonight at 9 a.m. I'm already hard!

- Ah, Ginetta! Come in!
Come on!

Are you sure I'm not bothering you?
Tell me if I'm bothering you.

I would never want to bother you

during something
important.

- Can I sit down?
My legs are killing me.

- Sit down, Ginetta. Do you need
permission to sit down?

- It is very impolite to sit down
before it is offered to us.

- You're telling me that unless
I ask you to sit down—

- I'm going to stay standing.
- You're going to stay there...

- Like a turkey.
-...until I tell you...

- To sit down.

- Ginetta, please
sit down.

- Are you sure—-
- Sit down, for heaven's sake!

Sat!

- Are these the ones?

- You put one on every morning

Then you never miss a morning.
- I never miss a morning?

- You never miss a morning.

And above all, keep it firmly in place;

it's very slippery,
these little patents—lè.

So you put one in
and you tighten, you tighten

until it is melted.

Otherwise, it won't work.
Is that clear?

- Ah yes, that's clear. A little
too clear for my stomach.

- I'm doing this to help.

- It's okay, it's not a big deal.
So, I'll put this on in the morning.

Every day?

- They were even able to help my son.

Then you know
he's a priest.

- Are we going to meet
your boy, the priest, soon?

- Soon. He has been appointed parish priest
for our parish.

- Oh?
- Wait until you hear it

Say Mass!
He's better than Jesus!

- I have no doubt about that.

- How much do I owe you for this?
- Nothing at all.

All I ask of you,

It's because you're calling me to say:

"Ginetta, thanks to you
and your suppositories,

I've had diarrhea since this morning.

- By the way,
my name is Michael.

- Bianca. Pleased
to meet you.

- Oh, breathe.

- What are you doing here?

- Where are you from?

- I had gone out.
Don't change the subject.

- Going out with whom?
The Arab again?

- It's over. I've decided
not to see him anymore.

Is there anything else
I should know?

Hey, who's Daniel?

- You didn't answer
my question.

What are you doing
in my room?

- I'm really hungry.
Do you want a sandwich?

Are you sure you don't want anything?
- All I want,

These are explanations.

Mom, what's wrong?
You're not yourself.

- I need to get to know you.

Okay, but ask me
what you want to know.

instead of going through
my things.

- Make me a promise, Bianca.

- What?

- As soon as you get the chance,
leave the house

and leaves the neighborhood.
- Mom...

- Promise me you won't be
stuck with me

When I'm old.
I forbid you to stay with me.

when my skin turns completely yellow.

I took the time to visit
some retirement communities.

- If I decide to stay
with you, I will.

- I will never accept!
I will never let you waste your youth!

After I die,
what are you going to do?

It will be too late

because you're going to be
too old and too tired.

- Mom, calm down.
- No, no, no.

Promise me that as soon
as you finish school,

You're off to conquer the world!
And when you come back,

you find yourself an apartment
in the city center

And you live what you have to live.

I'll tell you what, Bianca...
if you do like me

and that you get married
right after graduating from university,

I'm going to sabotage your wedding!

- Mom!
- Promise me!

- OK, stop, I promise.

As soon as I finish university,

I'm going on foot
to travel around Asia.

Then I come back here,
unmarried,

I'm getting myself a nice
apartment in the city.

Then as soon as I see
a sign of illness,

I'll put you in a
retirement home. OK?

- THANKS.

- Hello!

Is this for me?

Are you sure? Where is
your mom?

- Hello, Bianca.

- Pierre, why are you here?

- I came so you could see
my boy.

Listen, you're going to stop
harassing me.

or I promise you
I'll go to court

Then I'm going to get
a restraining order against you.

- I just wanted to show you
what a good father I am!

- We're doing well, the two of us.

- Oh yes.

- Why do I attract
sick people?

- Thanks very much.

- Not you.

Ah, Lord, not you.

You gotta move

You gotta move

Oh you gotta move

Oh people gotta move

You gotta move

- I can't believe I'm
still with you.

- Why? Have I passed
the expiry date?

- Yes. In fact, you survived

two more emails
than the others.

It's a disaster.
- A nightmare.

...make you feel

You gotta groove

You gotta groove

No no no

You gotta groove

Hey people gotta move

You gotta move...

- That brings back memories.

- Memories of what?

- The Pie X College,
on the evening of my bath.

- Yeah. I remember
the moment you appeared,

wide-eyed, all disheveled...

- That's normal, since I
had my first blowjob ever

before going home.

- Courtesy of your escort,
Antonnel!a Gianovese.

One of the easy girls
at school.

- A reputation that is greatly overrated.

They said she swallowed.

- Did she do it?

- Non.

They said you couldn't feel
his teeth...

- Could you smell them?
- Oh, quite a bit, yes.

- Ouch!

- You were absolutely gorgeous
that night.

And very sad.

- It's true that I was sad.

Because that night,
Mike Amalfi had dumped me.

Because I hadn't wanted
to give him a blowjob.

- Ah, Mike Amalfi...
the school's star.

- Hum-hum.

- Do you ever
regret not having done it?

- Not a day

where I don't think about it.

- Good evening!

Come in!

- I was starting to wonder
why no one was answering me.

I was wondering
if you had forgotten

or if you were pretending
not to be there.

- No. We were running around
trying to finish the cleaning.

- You said 8:30, it is 8:30.

I can be accused
of many things,

But not to be late.
- Darling!

Our friends have arrived!
- Is this normal?

Why is the air conditioning
so freezing?

- Richard, turn
the air conditioning down a bit.

- I thought the heat
bothered her.

- I'd like to remind you

that if my husband is in Brazil
and I am not,

That doesn't mean he left me.

He and I are madly in love.

He wrote me letters.

- Mom... he didn't mean
to refer to that.

- I definitely didn't want
to refer to that.

- Good evening!
- Michael...

This is my eldest daughter, Bianca.

- Nice to meet you,
Bianca.

- The pleasure is all mine.

- Your house is lovely,
Clara.

- THANKS.

Would you like to visit?

- Of course.
- Shall we start with the pool?

You're going to love the pool...
Father Michael.

- Why would he want to see
the swimming pool?

- I would be delighted to see her.

- Yes, that's what I thought.

We'll be back
in two seconds.

After you.

- Everyone wants
two seconds.

Two seconds here,
two seconds there...

Before you know it, two
seconds have passed.

Everyone is dead.

- That warms my heart.

- What was that?

- Uh...
- What was it?

- There's a priest
in our pool.

- Oh my God! Michael!

Michael?

You say you didn't see the pool?

- When were you planning to talk to me about it?

- Not tonight, in any case,
not in that ridiculous way.

- So when?
When is that for you?

The moment, Michael? Or should
I say "my father"?

- Calm down,
I'll explain everything to you.

- I don't need
an explanation.

I already have the explanation.

A young Italian man wants to
please his mother,

then he became a priest.

The truth is, it's about a young
Italian man who becomes a priest.

because he has a calling.

- A vocation!
That doesn't exist!

What is a vocation?
- Vocations do exist.

It's inexplicable unless
you've experienced it yourself.

- Inexplicable?
Hey, how convenient!

- Listen!

I say Mass,

I go to hospitals...

youth centers,
homeless shelters.

There are lots of people in there

who are looking for something
more in life.

Either God, or a miracle...

or even salvation.

For many,
perhaps just peace.

When I talk to them...

It does them good.

After that, these people
have the heart to face

all the worries in the world.

That's what makes me happy.

To have been able to help them,
even just a little bit.

- You did take a vow of chastity, though .

- I tried to stop having
sex, believe me, I tried.

But who am I in bed,
who am I before the altar?

These are two different things.

What is the same
in both cases,

It's because I give 100%.

I am fully committed
to what I do.

- So you have a split
personality?

- Yes.

And you too.

Never in my life!
It's not the same!

Did you tell your mother?

That you were sleeping
with married men?

Don't be ridiculous!
Do you know anyone

Who talks about their sex life
at the dinner table with their parents?

- When you eat
with your parents in the evening,

and then you go out
to meet your men,

In each
of the situations,

Are you less yourself?

- No, but—
- Well, there you go, you're like me.

We all show different sides
of ourselves

in different situations
.

Because I assure you, Bianca,

Nobody is interested
in seeing everything at the same time.

- What are you
saying?

You want us to see each other again,
but while remaining a priest?

- Yes.

What if I told you that I'm
in love with you, Bianca?

- And what if I told you

Why did you choose such a bad time
to say it?

- What's the deal?

- Shh.
- What?

Why did we come here again?

- Bianca published a paper

who was talking about this...
work of art,

And that intrigued me.

She thought she was brilliant.

That's not good!
-Oh no, no, no, no.

I... I found it
very interesting.

I felt challenged.
It made me think.

- Think about what?

- I don't know.

The arrest?

Why do we love?
Why do we desire?

I would say it's
a metaphor for marriage.

You dragged us
all the way to the city center

To see a work that Bianca
likes... What's the idea?

I have the feeling
I won't have peace of mind.

until I know my daughter.

- Clara...
- Hmm?

- Look at me.

- I give you thanks, O my Father,

Lord of heaven and earth,

for having hidden these things

in the eyes of wise
and intelligent people

and for having revealed them
to the children.

Everything I have has been given to me
by my Father.

For the Father alone
truly knows the Son.

and the Son is the only one
who truly knows the Father.

And those to whom the Father
wished to reveal it.

- When I saw everyone
who was in the church,

I was so happy!
- Thank you.

- And his sermon was excellent.

You must be so proud
of your son!

- I'm very proud.
- With all your charisma,

You have brought life back
to our church!

- THANKS.

- Mass was fantastic
today, Father.

- THANKS.

Is your husband
feeling better?

- Oh yes, thank you.
- I'm glad.

The last time
I saw him--

- A priest who has a
very clear vocation like yours,

That's rare these days, Father.

- THANKS.

I hope we'll see you at
the celebration next Sunday?

I know that the ways
of the Lord are inexplicable.

more...

I realized what it was like
today.

- It's magnificent.
- So much so that now,

I think I'm going
to become a sister.

That must make
quite an impression on you

for having made a believer out of a
poor sinner like me.

Okay then, I'm going to go
choose my convent.

My father.

I miss you.

That's great!
Mom, have you seen my phone?

I want to see you.

Absolutely not!

But! thought you know

Do you enjoy making me suffer?

Mom, have you seen
my phone?

There ain 't no heaven

On the county road

Why did you come to church?

Don 't talk about it

I'm a good little Catholic.

Don 't talk about it

If you do, I‘ll cry

One of my personalities.

How many do you have?

Several.
Do you want to meet another one?

No, I want to meet Bianca.

No one meets Bianca.

Oh Lord

There ain 't no heaven

- I'm very glad
you decided to come and see me.

Pretty!

Wow!

- I would say that you like it.

- And you would be right.

- Tonight, I'm going to be
your own Mary Magdalene.

- I don't really like
those little games, Bianca.

- No, it's serious, Father,
it's not a game.

- Bianca, don't say that.
- That's not like you.

to be stuck like this.

Are you coming? We're going to have fun.

The saint and the whore.

I knew
that would turn you on.

Stop, you have to pay me.

- What?

- I said: It's time
to pay me now.

- For what?

- Because I'm a whore.
They always get paid upfront.

- You know you're charming?

- I'm serious.

- Here, I paid you.

- That doesn't count.

Good evening.
- But what are you doing?

- I told you that you had to pay me.

Then you refused, so...

- No, OK

OK, I'm ready to play.

How much?

- I don't want your money.

- Okay

How would you like
to get paid?

- With that.

- Where did you get that?

- I got it.

Here, wear it.

- No, it's going too far
if I wear it.

- Why? The worst is done.

One small step further,
what difference does it make?

You're tougher
than I've ever seen you.

This is the last time.

This evening.

With one last fuck.

You will be what
you have always been,

the priest...

And me...

it stinks.

- Lord, forgive me.

- You know he won't do it.

- Bianca, stop crying.
It's too much.

It was a comedy.
- I know.

But when they meet again
at the end, it's so sad!

- But we're happy
with that, aren't we?

Would you like to have a coffee?

Let's talk about what's
upsetting you?

- Nothing bothers me.

- Between us,
we can tell each other anything.

- Yes, Mom, I know.

- If you want to talk
about anything,

A love story,
I don't know...

I'm sure there's
something

which must make you sad too.

- Why do you think
there's something there?

- You've been crying for two hours.

watching a
stupid Hollywood comedy.

- We're going home, Mom.

- Bianca.
- Maman!

- Bianca! It's ready, darling!

- I'm not very hungry!

- You're going to have to eat.

- It's going to be okay, I've eaten.
It's fine.

- You look strange,
it worries me.

- I look the way I've always looked.

- No, it's different
this time.

I want to know what's wrong with you.
- I'm telling you again, I'm fine.

I'm not very hungry.
Is that allowed?

- I want to know what's wrong.
- Leave me alone.

- Why are you following my daughter?
- Bianca, is she your daughter?

- Yes. So why are you lurking
around my daughter like that?

- I love your daughter.
That's why I was following her.

I left my wife for her.

Because of her,
my life is a tragedy!

- I advise you to leave.

Bring your lies
with you.

If I ever catch you

If you keep lurking around Bianca,
I'm going to kill you.

- It is against the law
to make death threats.

- Oh really? Who's going to call
the police first? Me or you?

- No, stop that. That's enough.
Stop, please.

But when you see her tonight,

Ask her why
she is such a devout Catholic

ever since the new priest
arrived!

- Ciara, if you want
me to help you,

You have to have faith.

- Ah, I have it, faith.

You must have faith in God

if we want to understand why

He chose to inflict
this torture on my mother!

Do you think that's fair,
Father?

- The justice of the Lord

will be given to heaven.

- There's something else
that's not right, Father.

That's because we are raised
by forcing us to respect

The Catholic Church
and its dogmas,

but at the same time
as you impose them on us,

You don't even subscribe
to it yourself!

- Yet, we all agree with it.

- Yes of course.

- I thought you wanted

Asking for my help;
clearly not.

So I think it would be
best if you went out.

- Never touch
my daughter again.

- Pardon? I don't understand.

- I think you understand
perfectly well.

- What did your daughter tell you?

- She told me everything.

She confessed everything to me!

She told you that we had
decided to stop seeing each other.

That it was over?

- Bianca didn't confess anything at all.

- She said—-
- She said nothing.

- So, I confessed everything...

- For absolutely nothing.

- You've got some nerve
, Clara.

Someone who helps themselves

from the death of his mother
to come and see me...

Now
I know where it comes from.

your daughter's talent for manipulation .

Listen—well, fine.
It wasn't my daughter who did that.

Michael, the manipulation here is coming from you!

You're the one who seduced
my daughter!

- Bianca doesn't let herself be seduced,
she's the one who seduces!

- No, no, no!

You are the one
in a position of power!

No one has power over her

Then you know it!

Do you want to know everything
about your Bianca?

- Be quiet!
- Are you ready to know everything?

- Be quiet! Shut up!

- Bet him
on Johnny Palumbo.

- Michael, have you forgotten

Did you have a mass?

- I tried, Mom.

I've tried everything.

But I'm stopping.

I'm tired.

- Come on!
What are you telling me?

Go get dressed,
go say your mass!

- That's too much, Mom.

Two people
at the same time is too much. You have to choose.

- Michael...

- I'm just like Dad and Mom.
- You're nothing like your father.

Your father is sick!

- Dad had two lives, Mom.

- Your mass, Michael.

- He was caught
and then he disappeared.

- That's enough!
- I have to choose,

Otherwise, sooner or later, they'll get me.

- No, I will never leave them.

I'll be there for you.

I'm going to help you.

- Stop. You know there's nothing
you can do about it.

You know there's nothing you can do about it,
just like with him.

- What's going on?
- Go talk to your mother.

- What's going on?

- I want you to tell me
about Johnny Palumbo.

- I have nothing to say about him.

- I know everything about you and...
the priest.

- I don't know any priests.

Stop lying!

- Who told you about that?
- It doesn't matter.

The only thing I want
you to tell me,

That's what Johnny did to you.
- He didn't do anything!

Are you saying
that Michael lied to me?

If you tell me he lied, I'll
get up from my chair.

to go to church
and interrupt mass,

push Father Michael
down from the altar,

climb into his seat
and shout at the top of his lungs

that the parish priest
abused my daughter!

- Why are
you doing this?

- What happened...
with Johnny Palumbo?

- I wanted to bet you on it,
I tried, but...

There was no room
for my misery at home.

You and Grandma
had a monopoly.

- Tell me everything.

- It happened, I was 14 years old.

I had already noticed that Mr. Palumbo
had his eye on me.

every time I went
to visit them.

I knew he desired me,
but that he was holding back.

But it finally happened,
one summer, by the pool.

Then, we met
whenever we could.

I was happy with him, Mom.

Even though deep down,
I knew it was May.

It made me feel good.
That's all that mattered.

How dare he take advantage
of you like that?!

- Because I agreed.

There have been others,
Mr. Palumbos.

Many married men.

Even the fathers of my friends.

Even Dad's friends.

They've all been through it.

Next, I moved on
to anonymous dating.

Lovers I met
through the internet or...

even just in bars

or on the street.

It was so relieving.

It was my only way to forget.

- Forget what?
- Here!

At my house!

Every time I set
foot in our house,

It was the... illness that I felt,

It was death I felt!

Illness, death, at 14 years old...

That's all
I knew.

I was so exhausted
from having sex

that I was ready to face death
on my way home.

It's funny,
what was easy,

It was about preventing you
from noticing.

All I had to do was smile.

You wanted me so badly
not to live

the same life you had lived,
that it's you

who practically threw me out
onto the street.

That's it.

Now
you know me for real.

Your daughter is 21 years old
and has been since she was 14,

She's acting like a whore.

I was so alone in the world
during all that time...

- All of this was to
protect you...

to protect you from the yellow woman.

- It's okay, Mom.

It's over.

- Do you hear that?

It will never be over.

- It's going to be alright, my darling.

I'm proud of you.
- It's difficult, Mom.

This is the
hardest thing I've ever had to do.

- Maybe it's because
I wasn't ready.

- Dad!

That was on my computer!

I didn't even hear her,
I was asleep.

- Please reply as soon
as you get the message, OK?

Please do it.

- I can't believe
what's happening.

- Well, you'd do better!

"I understood that there was
no other solution for me.

"The decision does not come

“from no one else
but myself.

"Please
try to understand

“What motivates me to do this,
dear Bianca.

"You have been my guiding light
since you were born,

“You showed me the way

"when my life was nothing
but death and darkness.

I love you. Ciara.

- I found this one
on the nightstand.

Read it, you...

It's too hard.

"I love you.
I'm sorry, darling."

- She has a sprawling novel
full of poetry...

I have "I love you.
Excuse me, darling."

- Does that give you any idea
where she might have gone?

- We don't really know.

- Okay, then look for her everywhere

If you don't know!

Take all the police!

- Do you have tracking dogs?
- Yes.

- Go get a bra
from your mother.

- I understand
your concern,

But we can't search
all the bridges.

the subways, the rooms
in all the motels

and the city's car parks.

- What do we do,
in that case?

- We wait patiently and hope
that everything will be alright.

- Mom... I need to
talk to you immediately.

So I would like you
to stop what you are doing

then call me
right away.

Lord, I wish I were
able to find something else,

a joke or something
that would get you out of that state.

Ugh, that sucks! Why
is it so hard?

Oh, that's not true!
- What did you tell him?

- What I said isn't important .

Why do we only have
one car?!

Why are they not telling me anything
here?!

Why am I the last
to know?!

- Why do we need
to address this today?

- Your mother has disappeared!

Bianca, we need to talk.
It's now or never.

- O.K., aliens-y!

- I'm terrible at that.

- Oh no.

- What are you waiting for?
Bottoms up!

- You're putting ideas
in his head.

- She already has too many ideas
in her head.

- If I'm here,
it's to untangle them.

- You've never untangled
anything in your life.

- Stop it! Shut up!

- Wow! Those are strong words
for such a fragile woman.

- A person
in a wheelchair

Being so close to a river
shouldn't be saying that.

- Push me,
I'd like to see that!

- You know I wouldn't have
the courage.

- No. But she did.

A gesture of compassion,
my ass!

- Ah, be quiet!

Shut up!
- Aaah!

Bel effort.

The water looks awful.

Don't you think so?

- But tell me
what you want!

- The ringtone is in your head.

Nobody is trying to join you.

You have
seven new messages.

- Turn that off right now!

Turn that off right now!

- Mom, I'm going crazy.

Tell me where you are. Call me
as soon as you get the message.

Please.

Mom, I need to talk to you
immediately.

I would like you to stop
what you are doing

since you call me/are
right away.

Ah, that sucks!

Why is it so hard? Why
can't I find the words?

To tell you what I have to say?

that you forced me
to confess everything yesterday.

It felt so good
to free myself from that weight.

But what I regret,

It's because he said it
out of anger.

You didn't deserve this.

It's just that… I thought…

Does what
I'm saying make sense, Mom?

Because I'm
really happy

from what I told you
in my last message.

You know, like when I told you
that you didn't deserve the anger.

That was good, wasn't it?

Yes, Mom,
I was very lonely.

But I never doubted
that you loved me.

I always knew
you were proud of me.

As soon as you were there,

I believed I would succeed
at anything I tried.

Mom, I intend
to leave you some messages

until your box explodes.

I have no intention
of letting you down !

I don't know what I'm saying anymore.

But there is one thing I know.

What you've done
for Grandma lately,

It was so beautiful!

In the end, all he had left
was his anger.

Then she passed it on you
because...

because she knew
you loved her unconditionally.

You allowed her to be
as angry as she wanted.

Then because of that,

for the first time
in his entire life,

she had the right
to stop pretending

to be a different woman.

That's a great gift
you gave him.

But you were so absorbed
by Grandma's illness.

Exhausted too.

I missed you.

So now that there's
nothing left to sort out, Mom,

I beg you...

Call me.

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To see it--

- They look happy.

Although they still seem
a little stuck together.

Don't you think so?

They removed the masks
and now, what remains,

That's the truth.
Do you think it's going to be easy?

No. But all of this
is still beautiful.

I wholeheartedly support
people who are searching for their true selves.

And who are bored.
But the problem,

It's that once it's done,
everyone thinks

that life is going to be a farandole

And trust me,
they're wrong.

No, but look at you!
You've defrocked!

Okay, you'll be able to see
Bianca whenever you want.

But can you swear to me
that it's not

the clandestine side
of your relationship

Who excited you most of all?

Have you ever thought about that, Michael?
- Shut up, Dad!

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