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THE SEASONS

SUMMER

Are you circumcised?

You never noticed?

I had surgery as a kid.

I don't stare at your dick all day.

How disappointing.

That explains everything.

What does it explain?

- The weak stream.
- Says you.

Goddamn it!
Have you lost your mind?

Sorry. We didn't see you there.

Hope so!

You filthy pigs!

Nice to meet you.
I'm Martin, this is Alexandre.

Why go to that hellhole?
What's in it for me?

I don't know. The sun, the sea...

The sea? In Aix-en-Provence?
Check again, man.

You're carrying me around
like I'm a plant is what you're doing.

All for these damn coils of yours!

- These damn coils of mine?
- Yeah.

The next-gen reactor.

Experimental stuff. Ring a bell?

Right, you're so incredibly awesome.

You're so superior to everyone else.

- It pays the bills.
- Thank you, Master.

Thank you, Lord.

What's the plan?

Lock me at home
while you're with your physicist friends?

You're giving me a headache.

You don't know what inspiration is.
You know nothing!

You don't care.

And when you look at me,
I can tell you despise me!

Leave me alone. It's not funny.

Stop it.

I'll throw this water in your face.
Stop it.

- You make me do stuff I don't want to do.
- Goddamn it!

The piano hasn't been touched

and all you want to do is clown around?

It's unbelievable!

It's like you're unaware
of everything I'm going through.

Stop with the jokes!

- Hi.
- Hi.

Do you remember us?

Do you smoke weed?

Just joints.

We'll keep our clothes on.

Is that a yes?

Are you Parisian?

I've never seen you on the beach.

Martin keeps a logbook
of all the pretty girls.

I'm not often here.
My parents prefer to visit off-season.

It's late. They're going to kill me.

By the way, I'm Camille.

It's a bit too red, maybe.
Don't you think, Rémi?

Yes.

- Let's add...
- You've filled up the whole page.

A bit of... black.

This is funny.
They look like little mushrooms.

I'm done.

Hi.

Not too tired, my stray cat?

I don't like you going out to surf
at night all by yourself.

It doesn't take much.

The undertow could drag you
away from the shore.

Then you can't come back
and you drown.

I'll get you a whistle
to attach to your wetsuit.

I'll sleep better.

Yes, Grandma.

I didn't mean to worry you.

That's good.

Mimi?

Off you go. You're running late.

Quite a fancy outfit.

It's beautiful, right?

We found it in the upstairs closet.

- Right, honey?
- Yes.

- Good morning.
- Look who's here.

Dad, Mom!

Don't go to the club like that.
Get changed.

No, I love it.
It's beautiful and it twirls.

If he wants to wear a dress, let him.
It's no big deal.

Great. Don't come crying
if he gets made fun of.

- Good morning.
- Good morning, Suzanne.

You look beautiful, Mimi.
Don't worry.

Come here.

The Club of Aces!

That's really something.

That's right. I'm used to it.

How are you doing?

That's quite the shopping spree.

Shrimps, sole...

- Italian ham.
- Wonderful.

- Do you like sea snails?
- I do.

I'm kind of tired of eating sea snails.

Whelks, maybe.
I'm not even sure.

Well.

- See you later.
- Yes.

Suzanne?

What's wrong, Mimi?

Mom is right.
They're going to make fun of me.

- They're not.
- They are.

You'll make plenty of friends.

Hi.

Hi.

Your sister is cute.

He's my little brother.

It's his first day at the club.

He's acting shy.

What's his name?

Rémi.

How are you, Rémi?

This is my little brother, Elias.
He's nice.

My dad manages the club.

As far as I know,
he's never hurt anyone.

I don't want to go.

I know a magic trick
that makes little boys brave. Want to see?

You'll be as strong as a crocodile.

What about me?

Look inside your pocket.

She's super cute.

She's a bit too old for you,
don't you think?

What did he tell you?

He likes you.

It's time.

Take care, Mimi.

Bye.

I took it with me yesterday.

We're taking Martin's father's boat out
tomorrow if you'd like to join.

Alex!

Come on!

Food's ready, Mom.

I'm not hungry.

The door!

Hi.

Hi, Parisian girl.

- Camille, right?
- Yeah.

Jenny.

You know these two already.

Malik.

And Vincent, or Pins.

- Hi.
- Hi.

What are those shorts?

I made them myself.

That's original.

See? That's Paris.

Nobody knows how to rock an outfit here.

Get in.

SOS SAILORS IN DISTRESS

Would you like a beer?

Thank you.

Not too tense at home?

Does your dad think
the protest will make a difference?

Fishermen have stopped
fooling themselves.

Look at him.

Still in fishing school
but talking like a pro.

Did you talk to your father?

Still haven't told him?

If I tell him I'm dropping out,
it'll kill him.

You'd rather go adrift.

To fishermen.

- To fishermen.
- To fishermen.

To fishermen.

I like you, Camille.

Camille?

You've cut yourself.

Come.

Here, I'll hide you.

Are you okay?

Yes.

I don't know how to do it.

- Have you never used a tampon?
- No.

I never had sex.

It's unrelated.

How do you swim while on your period?

I don't.

Right.

So much for modernity.

Didn't your mom teach you?

No.

Jenny will teach you then.

Come.

You need to be relaxed.

Breathe.

Slowly.

Get down if it's easier.
It needs to go in.

Breathe.

I think it's in.

- Is it?
- Yeah.

There you go. Piece of cake.

Can you get me my bag?

- Yes.
- Thank you.

Where's Camille's bag?

Right there.

- Is she okay?
- Yeah.

Do you need help?

Camille?

Yes?

Careful with the Fox and the Hound.

What?

The Fox and the Hound.

Martin and Alexandre.

The Fox and the Hound,
always messing around.

And just a little tip.
Close your mouth when you jump.

Why?

The tampon.

It may come back up through your mouth.

You're silly.

Hands off your salad, please.

Don't eat it if you don't want to,
but don't touch it.

Rémi,

do you walk to school alone
or take the bus?

No, I go with Daddy.

That's right.

Why do you talk like a baby?
Just say you go with Dad.

Back in my days...
Your mom knows the story.

I went to school alone.

It was very far away.
There was one street, then another...

Then another one...

Many streets.

Many.

That means the story is too long.

Come on, Mado.

Eat your salad.

I don't like it.

Do I look like I like everything here?

Just grit your teeth and do it.

We wouldn't be able to nowadays,
you know.

It wasn't always better then.

It wasn't a good idea.

I wasn't the only one.

Oé

We will go all the way, Oé

That's our strength

A new deodorant

Freshness all the way, Oé, Oé

A day like this one, you can't miss it

Oé, Oé is made for this

To be our best selves, Oé

Your freshness is our duty,
we will go all the way

That's our strength

For those who go all the way.

Oé preserves the ozone layer.

Sit down.

Well done, sweetie.

- French fries!
- Your napkin.

French fries!

Why is that napkin on the floor?

Because he's hyperactive.

Because of gravity.

Which is exerted between...

Two objects with mass.

I'm absolutely in awe.

...a tragic turning point
in the conflict between the two countries

War has broken out in the Persian Gulf,
a delicate region.

Here's Mathilde Pradier's report.

David against Goliath.

The small Kuwaiti army,
shown training,

stood completely helpless
amid a large-scale offensive.

With only 10,000 men
and one air division...

Hush.

Mom?

It's war.

Kids.

It's war.

Is it true, Mom? Is it war?

No, it's not.

Give me your plate.

Come on, Mado.

Just a dark cloud. Right?

Yes.

- Hi, Jeannot.
- Hi.

- How are you doing?
- Fine.

I've got to clean the Tessiers'.

Easy.

What's up, Yves?

How are you, sweetie?

Stop it.
Come on, Mom.

How are you, Alex?

- I'm fine. You?
- Fine.

Have you started smoking?

- Hello.
- Hello.

I'm Camille.

Éliane. I'm Martin's mother.

- Are you here on vacation?
- Yeah.

Lucky you met these two.

I got you something from the pharmacy.

Here.

And for you, Alex.
Everyone gets something.

Watch over Dad.

He started drinking.

And you still want
to become a fisherman?

No.

I have other plans.

What do you want to do?

Gold prospector.

What about you?

Me?

I don't know.

I mean, I do know.

But...

It seems complicated.

I like to write.

Anyway...

What do you write?

I write about my feelings.

I write about the feeling of truth.

But I don't think I'm good at it.

We won't take orders from politicians
in Strasbourg, Brussels, or wherever!

Stop it, Michel.

Cut it out.

Have you found someone
for your boat?

You shouldn't have called it Leviathan .
It's more like...

Titanic.

Michel!

Dad!

- Stop busting my balls!
- Stop it.

Stop it, Dad. Come on, goddamn it.

Go home.

Stop pissing him off, Juju. He's tired.

We all are, Martin.

Martin. Léna's here.

We said 6 p.m.

Stop treating me like an idiot.

Things are complicated with my dad.

I need to watch him.

I'm breaking up with you.

Are you having another one?

I'm heading off now.

That'll be 207 francs.

Come on, 200 francs is fine.

Did you like the mogettes ?

Well, without ham...

It's halal.

Goodbye.

The food isn't the issue.

It'll be a long night.

See you tomorrow.

- Bye, Rachid.
- Bye, Zaira.

- Hello there.
- It's about time.

- Kiddos.
- Hi, Dad.

- Hi, Mom.
- How are you?

- How are you?
- Hello.

- You look beautiful, Jenny.
- Thank you.

These earrings suit you.

Thank you.

- Then you clean up.
- Yeah.

- We're trusting you.
- Thanks, Mom.

- Bye, Jenny.
- Bye, Zaira.

Double lock the door.

Champagne for everyone!

Come on.

- Cigarette?
- Thanks, Martin.

- Jenny?
- Yeah.

Thank you.

- What should I get you?
- Mint syrup.

- Here.
- Thanks.

I'm the queen of champagne.

Jenny!

Pour her another one, Malik.

She looks like me.

A lot less tanned version.

Camille.

How are you?

- I'm fine. You?
- Fine. Want a beer?

Sure, yeah.

Are you okay?

I like your shirt.

Thanks.

- Here.
- Thank you.

So? Tell me.

What?

Well, Paris. How is it?

Well, Paris...

I mean, it's Paris.

Is there really always a bar open
no matter the hour?

It's true.

A dream come true.

When I move there,
I'll get to live my life.

Do you know what I mean?

Yeah.

I mean, I think.

It's like a waiting room here.

I'm waiting for it to start.

But all songs say the same thing

A boy and a girl caught in suffering

A melody that is played on repeat

I need you baby

Baby yes I do

"Always" always rhymes with this beat

This one is for you to figure out

My first is desire

My second is pleasure

My third is to suffer

And my whole makes memories

She paints her face
with colors and lines

He puts nice earrings on to shine

We want to impress

We want to be dating

Then the world turns into a mess

It keeps our minds racing

The wounded hurt, the killer kills

This one is for him to figure out

His first is desire

His second is pleasure

His third is to suffer

And his whole makes memories

A teenage pain you can't withhold

Or nights spent burning with desire

Trapped in a soulmate's hold

Lost in despair so dire

But all songs say the same thing

This story is for you to figure out

My first

My first is desire

My second is pleasure

My third is to suffer

My first is desire

Well, I'm heading home now.

I can't let you drive.
You drank too much.

Good night.

He beat you to it, Martin.

That's enough.

Push it.

- I hope you liked the journey.
- Very much so.

Villa Jacqueline?

Who's Jacqueline?

I have no idea.

Wait.

Not like this, Camille.

How then?

I don't know.

You're drunk.

You wouldn't take advantage
of a young girl?

Careful.

Hush.

I never want to see you like this again.

You should never say never.
It's bad luck.

Go upstairs.

I'm not a kid! I'm not like you.

I don't need your help, damn it!

Come over here.

I don't need your help.

Get off me.

I love it, of course.

- Which song?
- Norma.

Her grace is truly remarkable.

It only happens once.

Bach happens once.

Christ happens once.

Rembrandt happens once.

And Callas happens once.

Will you play guitar today?

Will you play piano?

Watch your mouth, Camille.

What are you doing?

I'm preparing.

This is ridiculous, Mom.

That big mustachioed Iraqi guy
is coming to get us.

I won't just stand by
and wait for it to begin.

It's not how wars start.

Do you really think
you'll get a heads-up?

"War is starting in five minutes."

You wake up one day
and the beach is full of barbed wire.

And that place you hide
to drink white wine?

Know what it was
during the occupation?

I'm sure you'll tell me.

The Kommandantur.

We were this close
to the Germans seizing the house.

The house was swarming
with non-commissioned officers.

Now an entire army can wipe their butts.

Yeah.

Help, Mom.

It's the big man with the mustache.

Come here, my little bunny.

Quick, we have to hide.

You, in the closet.

And you go hide under the carpet.

Camille?

Come in.

Close the door.

Camille, at night

She slips out of sight

Camille, at the beach

All these faces

Camille, sweetie

Getting sleepy

And the sea

And your mommy, where is she?

Where is she?

The twinkle in your eye

The fishing birds

Your precious heart

Up on the hills

The salty breeze

My sweet summer

Do you dream of it?

For whom does the sun rise?

The sun

Camille, you're packing
your suitcase, right?

Yes, Dad.

Okay.

Martin?

Is this your parents' place?

It's owned by Parisians
who can't agree on what to do.

Some inheritance issues.

My mother used to clean this place.

I borrowed a copy of the keys.

I like coming here to hang out.

I'll get changed.

What's your shitty superpower?

My what?

Your shitty superpower.

A completely useless superpower.

Everyone has one.

My shitty superpower?

I can pee between two cars
in less than ten seconds.

Superpower.

Not bad.

What's yours?

I can do a perfect impression
of soap opera characters.

Like The Young and the Restless .

I call it Mr. Cliché.

Go ahead, Mr. Cliché.

I never thought
I would feel like this one day.

You're the greatest thing
that's happened to me.

With you, I feel that...

anything is possible.

Anything.

Not bad.

I'm going to head home.

When are you going back to Paris?

This morning.

This morning?

Right now?

Can we see each other again?

Of course we will.

Here's my number.

I really need to go.

I don't want you to.

Martin!

It's your father.

Camille, sit up front.

Say goodbye to your grandmother.

Bye!

Bye, Mom.

Bye, Mado!

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