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THE SEASONS

FALL

Can anyone say something?

It's absurd.

You're not even dressed?

We're going to need a lot of champagne.

- Suzanne! - What?

Where are my pants?

In a garment bag by the fireplace in the bedroom upstairs.

And who has the rings?

I don't know. Your mother.

Mom!

...a plane has hit the first tower.

A second plane approaches,

and hits the second tower of the World Trade Center.

It's 9:14 a.m. in New York City.

The aircraft did not even deviate from its route.

Now a flying suicide bomb...

It's awful.

They're making us relive it all over again.

The wedding is in 45 minutes. Am I the only one stressed?

It's all right.

Tom Selleck.

Your daughter likes it.

I love it too.

Massimo.

Do you have a baguette for me?

- Are you okay, Mado? - Yes, I'm fine.

Do you mean a cigarette?

Yes, a cigarette. Don't make me feel like I'm rambling.

There's no way. The doctor said no cigarettes.

Get off my back.

My granddaughter's getting married. Just let me enjoy the day.

Where are the rings?

So they were in your bag. That's what you remember.

Yes.

I told you, they're in there.

Rémi!

Mado has lost the rings.

No, I didn't lose them.

I put them in a safe place somewhere.

What is it?

Mado lost the rings.

Well, it's okay.

They must be somewhere.

Dad?

As if he could help.

All right, Mom.

Focus a little bit, please. Calm down.

Where did you put the rings?

Did you put them in an envelope?

Could you have wanted to put them away in a safe space to avoid losing them?

Focus. When was the last time you saw them?

I...

I put them somewhere.

Maybe they fell down a drain.

Could you have left them by the sink?

"I want to love you more and more forever. Protect my promise."

"Lord Jesus, as a proud Christian, I swear to follow you."

"And my heart is yours completely."

It's beautiful.

They're here.

Look.

It's strange.

The Fox and the Hound.

Come on, hurry up.

- Suck your cheeks in. - One sec.

By the way, did your boss let you leave without any fuss?

There you go.

She's repaying me by sending me to La Rochelle.

Anyway, draw your cheeks in.

No!

It's not funny, Alex. Don't come in.

It's Martin.

Come in.

- May I? - Yes.

For you, madam.

What's going on downstairs?

Nothing. Just a small technical issue.

Really?

Mado lost the rings.

- No way. - She did.

They asked me to deal with the bride.

Worst-case scenario, we call it off. No biggie.

How do I look?

Turn around.

Go ahead, turn around.

May I?

I can?

Let's see.

That looks better.

Less fluffy.

- Have they found the rings? - No, they're all looking for them.

You should go give them a hand. Scram.

It's girls-only time. Go on, scram.

What have you done?

He thought it was a bit too much.

It does suit you.

It's your choice. Everything looks good on you anyway.

All good, sister. The rings are here.

- Where were they? - In the washing machine.

Could it be any more flawless?

Slow down.

Congrats!

Congrats!

Who did this to the bride?

Come on!

You're not in the picture.

Hold on, I'm coming.

- Come on, Jen. - Not waiting for Jenny?

I have the camera though.

I didn't mean to!

Promise I didn't aim at you.

You're such a naughty girl!

No, don't be pushy.

Léna? You need it more than I do.

I can't get the flash to work!

Congrats!

They're here. Get ready.

Come on, Jean. Sandrine, the buffet.

Champagne?

Hands off, it's not for you.

Here.

I put ginger in it.

- You can't do this anymore. - Come on.

- I'll miss this. - Stop.

I'll miss you.

- Be careful. - Oh, sorry.

Gorgeous.

- Congratulations, Alex. - Finally.

You picked well, honey.

I think so.

It was forced upon her.

What is this?

Sorry.

I shouldn't give you any. It'll get you excited.

Somebody help me.

I was just trying to give him oysters.

- He's tireless. - Give me a kiss.

He didn't get me.

Not with people you barely know, employees.

She's your daughter's friend and your employee.

Give me a break.

All this champagne. They must be looking to drown out something.

Sorry.

- Excuse me? - Yes?

Can I get extra oysters?

More oysters.

Yes, of course.

Here you go.

Thank you.

What's wrong, Nana? You look so sad.

I can't take it anymore.

What is it?

Is it about Tintin?

He barely gets off his trawler.

And at home, he's high on coke.

So he's not better.

Worse. He used to only do it when he was out at sea.

Now it's... Well, all the time.

Don't get so upset.

He's just a man.

What's going on, girls? Are the oysters too much to handle?

Here.

Thank you.

I don't know about the oysters, but I sure like the waiters.

Ladies and gentlemen, please take your seats.

Louder.

Ladies and gentlemen, please take your seats.

Gladly.

It's good.

Must we do everything around here?

It's very nice, thanks.

Martin, careful with your shirt.

I'm the only deaf one in the family, yet no one else will give a speech.

The first time I saw Camille, it was at my father's club.

On the main beach.

Club of Aces forever.

She was dropping off her brother. I mean...

It's me, I'm the little brother.

What you should know is that I wore dresses back then.

Yes, it's true.

We found them in the closet.

So the first time I saw Camille, I had a crush on her.

But Alexandre got to her first. I was eight, I stood no chance.

And Alex, you acted protective, showing reliability.

Camille,

you fell for it immediately.

We all fall for it, by the way.

Sorry.

But deep down, Alex is a softie.

I've been looking out for him for 19 years.

Now I need to focus on myself.

It's your turn, Camille.

Break his heart and I'll kick your ass.

I love you.

Don't come to me for comfort after what you did.

About 70 or 65% of the work is done here.

Getting a head start...

France is kicking Algeria's butt.

Shut up. They're going to catch up.

What's the score? I can't see.

- I'm just checking out the players. - Shut up!

1, 2, 3... Viva Algeria!

- There's a great threat. - Indeed...

Goal!

Did you see that free kick?

Goal!

Did you see it or not?

Cam?

What are you doing?

You sneaky thing.

I'm just taking a little break.

They're dancing the conga as we speak. At your wedding.

So I suggest you go back there quickly.

I won't be a part of this.

Your mother called me last week.

My mother?

What did she want?

I don't know, I didn't understand.

She told me to take care of you.

So I'm asking you.

- Are you okay? - Yes, I'm great.

Don't worry.

But she's not.

Are you sure?

Of course. Everything's fine, don't worry.

Nice curtains.

You can now kiss the bride.

You got me.

You cheated on Alex.

It's fine, it's just me.

Thank you.

- Getting married this year. - Shit.

That would be a pain.

Don't you want this too?

This?

You know, I'm not exactly...

the best partner, Alex.

What about Léna?

Léna.

It's...

It's complicated.

What are you waiting for?

A revelation?

Yeah, exactly.

A revelation.

Such as?

Some chick showing up and boom, love at first sight.

Like in the movies.

How are things at the school?

Good.

It's all right.

My students are amazing.

I work in the suburbs,

but it's temporary.

That's great news.

Are you back to writing your novel?

Finally?

After all this time.

- I need to step it up a notch. - You do.

Alex always makes fun of me.

"If I put things off as much as you do, my patients would all be dead."

No way. How dare he?

Sorry, Dr. Alex.

He's an intern in oncology.

I don't know how he manages.

But that's how Alex is.

He puts up with it.

Good evening. We're the parents of the bride.

They're not here.

- They're not here. - What do you mean?

Isn't this beautiful?

The day you'll see two grooms on the cake is yet to come.

Maybe, I don't know.

I can tell you, France is not ready.

What about you?

Enough.

The newlyweds!

That'll make them come back.

What's going on downstairs?

This is scary.

We're not coming back.

- We should go. - Yeah.

You go first.

I'll meet you there. I'm going to freshen up.

Why do people say "to take a woman"?

To take a woman.

I'm a woman.

What's wrong with the DJ?

That's Suzanne, my friend.

Wait.

My Camille.

This is the ballad that played...

when your mother and I first met.

The love song that takes us back, your mother and me.

Well, Mrs. Charié?

Mrs. Charié-Baraldi.

I gave you a church wedding but I won't give up my name.

That's a shame. I was looking to control you completely.

Was that the plan?

Where are you, Martin?

Hold on. Léna! What are you doing?

- Forget it, I'm leaving. - What?

Léna?

What happened?

Tell Martin that I left.

He won't see the difference anyway.

Léna.

Shit.

Mado!

I'll just say a few words.

My Camillou.

Here we are.

Getting married at 25 years old. What a strange idea.

And...

Back in my days...

Back in my days, the parents were supportive.

But you...

Yours were way too busy arguing to show any support.

- Thanks, Mom. - It's true.

What else should I say? My Camillou.

And...

Yes, time flies.

And the little girl on the carousel is now getting married.

That's it.

But I would also like to tell you...

Don't drown in an ocean of boredom.

They look great. Don't you think?

I don't know.

You don't?

Why do this to yourself?

When you could follow your dick wherever it leads.

No one wants your dick.

People do such things...

Like the assholes on TV living in prefabs and constantly being filmed.

- So marriage is like reality TV for you. - It's the same thing.

Where are the cameras? It wouldn't make any difference.

"Two singles, one ceremony, challenge accepted."

- I have no idea what you're saying. - Oh?

Well, all this bullshit. This love is nothing but a farce.

In 15 years, they'll either be dead, or their love will be. Who cares?

Sorry.

This cake's disgusting.

What?

- My sweet Malik? - Yes?

Can you get me a bottle of champagne? That'd be sweet.

Of course, Chantal.

Come on. Do I look like a damn waiter?

Get used to it, man. Their plan is to turn Arabs into slaves.

There's something on your face. Right here.

- Right here. - Don't.

Go south to fascist territory. Might be just what you need.

He could start by visiting your mother.

Excuse me? Don't talk about my mother.

Isn't she far right?

Calm down.

Shut the fuck up, Pins! Watch your mouth, you faggot.

Eat this, you fat bastard.

Get lost.

- Shut the fuck up. - Calm down!

Well, Éliane?

Are you leaving already?

Everyone is gone.

Besides...

The kids vanished. They were supposed to drive me.

They must be at the beach.

I'm going home.

Good thing I...

Good thing I kept my keys because I'll need to drive anyway.

Don't drive into a ditch.

How are you doing, sir? How's the nuclear energy thing going?

You won't ever drop the courtesies?

No, not with the people I worked for.

Even at my daughter's wedding?

Even then.

It's bad.

Nuclear energy is going pretty strong.

A good year for my project. We're expanding internationally.

Japan joined us last June, so China followed.

Then all the European countries.

And that's it. My coils are travelling the world.

These things scare me.

- What? - Nuclear energy.

Nuclear energy...

Well, it's nuclear.

Radioactive waste, atomic bombs, and so on, right?

Yes.

I don't know anything about it. Coal wasn't so bad though.

Coal...

It harms the environment.

I'm more into...

The invention of MRI. Heard of it?

Ligament rupture while skiing.

Can you see it? No, the MRI does.

I don't ski. Never seen snow.

- But you've heard of MRI scans. - Yes.

We can clearly see my mom's arthritis on the MRI.

There you go. That's me.

MRI scans.

That's great.

Is Martin going to be okay?

Excuse me?

Well, is Martin okay?

Yes, he's fine. He can be difficult, but...

he's my kid.

Éliane.

It's their business, you know.

Thank you, Massimo. It was lovely.

I felt like family.

You are family.

Good night, darling.

Where are you going?

Did you ask Pins to teach me to come out?

You never tell us anything.

- We know you're gay. - It's not funny.

Get off my back. I'm not bugging you with your wedding.

- I'm not bugging anyone. - All right.

Your sister's right. It's okay.

You can tell us, we're left-wing. You're gay, period.

This is a nightmare.

Take care of Lise though. Don't break her heart.

She looks at you like you're a snack.

She's just a friend.

No wonder.

Shut up.

Don't talk to her like that. It's her big day.

You two are so beautiful.

"You are a lovely autumn sky, clear and rosy.

"But sadness rises in me like the sea,

"and as it ebbs, leaves on my sullen lips,

"the burning memory of its bitter slime.

"In vain does your hand slip over my swooning breast.

"What it seeks, darling, is a place plundered,

"by the claws and the ferocious teeth of woman.

"Seek my heart no longer, the beasts have eaten it."

Baudelaire.

I'm off.

Because...

you were in Paris.

And I...

I had lost my father.

And...

my mother was a mess.

And I...

What could I have offered you besides trouble?

What do you want me to say?

What would Mr. Cliché say?

Wow.

Mr. Cliché. It's been a while.

So? What would he say?

Hold on.

He would say...

Leave everything behind for me.

I want to surf the great Mundaka wave with you.

I want us to be happy.

And naked. Riding the waves for eternity.

All right, Mr. Cliché. So how should we proceed?

With Mr. Cliché, it's always all or nothing.

We should do something...

permanent.

Such as?

A rendezvous.

Tomorrow, 6 a.m.

At the lighthouse.

If you show up,

we'll start over together.

I'll be there.

Camille!

Where's our bride?

Camille, where were you?

We needed you for the balloons!

Where were you?

You guys are here.

I was looking for you.

Here you are.

Get off me.

- I've got them. - They're flying away.

I don't know how you guys feel...

Maybe it's just me, but I feel like we should...

just dive in.

Shoes off!

Alex.

Wait.

Wait!

Are you nuts?

Jenny.

Why didn't you come?

You like to push me away, don't you?

What is that?

A tumor.

It was too large. I had to get it removed.

Why didn't you tell me?

Why didn't I tell you?

You were busy with the renovation or at the bar...

I didn't want to bother you.

I would've wanted to be there for you.

It's nothing. Let's not make a big deal out of this.

It's okay, I'm in good hands.

Don't tell Camille.

Why are you saying this?

Promise me you won't tell her. It's her night, she can't know.

Yes, I promise. I just care about you.

- Don't look at me. I'm awful. - No.

I am.

- Don't say that. - I'm hideous.

You're beautiful.

You are.

Last stop.

Villa Jacqueline.

My love.

I thought you'd be here.

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