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Don't forget to breathe.

Does it burn? Well, this is just the beginning.

Don't give up.

Come on!

Elbows tight!

Stay focused!

Come on, keep going!

Come on!

Boxing is repetition and consistency.

-Hey! -Dodge. Right, left, dodge.

-Left, right, hook, dodge. -Hey!

Left, right, uppercut, right, dodge.

Left, right, hook, dodge.

Left, right, left,

uppercut, right, and break.

Okay? Any questions?

I need to pee.

When does this end?

-Are you a man or a woman? -Are those real muscles?

I really have to go. Can I leave them with you?

-Hey, babe. -Hey, love. How are you?

-You okay? Where are you? Still at work? -Yes, I'm leaving now.

Are you kidding me?

-I'm leaving. -I can hear.

-Still at work. -I'm leaving.

-I swear. -Stop. Dammit, baby.

-Be right there. -It's in your planner.

-We agreed. -I'm leaving!

-We can't mess around! Come on, dammit! -I'm coming, dammit! You're a pain!

Wait.

What?

It's the position.

-I saw a tutorial. -A tutorial?

-Really? -This position isn't working.

And you'd rather follow some tutorial?

Are you sure? Because Vincenzo likes it. He's ready.

Letting all that potential and talent…

go to waste

would be tragic.

Vincenzo. Yes.

-Wait! -What?

-This is your mother's mattress. -She's dead.

Exactly. It's like she's still in here. Hearing everything, missing nothing.

The mattress is conspiring against us, is it?

Yeah.

Okay.

Beat it. Off you go, Mom!

Come on, time to go!

So, ready to make this baby?

Yeah.

-Shake your head like this to be sure. -Okay, go ahead.

-Like this? -Yeah.

Stop arguing.

-It's him. He talks, I don't understand. -He wants a promotion.

You want a promotion?

Yes.

OVULATION DAY

I'm coming.

I'm coming, I said. I'm coming.

Look. There's a faint shadow. That's a second line, right?

It's a hair from your beard.

Yeah. One line.

See?

I don't know when or how, but we will be parents.

Okay?

There you go. A little smile.

Are you serious?

What? The tutorial said it could increase our chances.

This might double our chances.

Have a word with Vincenzo.

Yeah.

I'm gonna kick his ass.

Vincenzo! Will you wake up, dude?

Mess with me, I'll stop feeding you.

You must rub your stomach with castor oil and say…

Do we need to sacrifice a goat before bed too?

Fine with me, but Vincenzo's starting to freak out.

Who's this Vincenzo?

He's a distant cousin, Nadia.

Stop it! Are you doing sihr?

No, it's not sihr.

Yeah, whatever you say, Nadia.

-He speaks Arabic? -Ignore him.

He knows two words and uses them. What did you say?

You can rub yourself with broccoli too.

Mom, I'll call you back.

Come here! When did you learn sihr?

Excuse me.

-I'm coming. I swear. -You're a pain.

-Kisses. -I'm sick of calling you every time.

It's not working.

It's not working!

See you tonight.

Yeah, see you tonight.

So, you'll see it's very simple. I'll explain to you.

We'll stimulate the ovaries,

we'll retrieve the eggs and fertilize them in the lab.

Then, we'll collect the viable embryos.

And the…

Well, step three, when do we do that?

The sperm sample?

Well, we do that now.

Go on.

A nurse will come and get you, she'll…

-It's 8:00 a.m. -Who cares?

-Not with a nurse there. -But the morning's fine. Stop.

Do you touch yourself at 8:00 a.m.?

You can't organize things like this.

-So what? -All good?

-All good. -Yeah. He'll do it.

-It'll all be fine. -No.

-Yes. -I'm not doing it.

He'll do it.

He'll do it well.

I'll do it. I will, I…

You'll give them all of it.

-Yes, okay. -Don't hold back.

Yeah, this isn't the same.

So, your dealer stopped by.

Between the crack pipes, can you give me the yogurt? Thanks.

If you're looking for me, I'll be shooting up under the staircase.

Thank you for doing it. I can't take it anymore.

Let's do it.

Are you ready?

You couldn't do this, huh?

I'm scared. I couldn't do it.

-You can. -Yeah, I can.

We have one viable embryo.

Ready for the transfer?

I'll take the speculum out.

What, that's it?

All done, you can get up now.

Come on, my love. It'll be okay.

Yeah, but I'm scared.

I want to stay lying down.

LAB

Go ahead.

Hello?

Yes, Mrs. Belkacem? This is Doctor Saada.

Yes?

We've received the results.

The embryo didn't take.

Is it because of me?

No.

-It's me, then? -Not you either.

It's the two of you. It won't work.

You have two options left.

Embryo donation or adoption.

What's embryo donation?

A couple who's already had children,

who no longer need their embryos, can donate.

-Or anonymous donors. -I don't understand.

What will she have in her womb? Another couple's baby?

You'd carry a child that doesn't have your DNA,

but that you'd give birth to and raise.

It would be your child.

Take some time to think it over.

So, what do we do? Watch a feel-good movie?

A movie?

Yeah, a movie, something lighthearted. Just to take our minds off things, right?

No. I'm unable to think of anything else.

So you've mourned already.

You know what?

I'm doing what I can.

Good night.

Good night.

NOTHING TO LOSE

10 YEARS LATER

Boxing is no joke.

This isn't your video games, cartoons, or whatever.

Okay?

It's the courage to keep going despite fear.

You box with your fists, your legs, and what's in your gut.

I'm not training you to punch,

but to know who you are, and you're not just anyone.

Mom?

Mom?

Yeah?

Do you think we're gonna win?

We've already won.

You are lions. And a lion doesn't meow, it…

Roars!

-Are you ready? -Yes, Coach!

What's our strength?

Courage, not anger!

-When do we give up? -Never, Coach!

-When do we cry? -When it's over, not during!

One, two, three!

Go, go, go!

Come on!

Give it your all. You know the score.

Like in training.

-Stay focused. -Mom.

Understand? Focus!

Mom!

Come on. Look at him. He's half your size.

-You can do it! -I didn't see him.

Come on!

Tell me again size doesn't matter now.

Size doesn't matter.

He looks like he ate Teddy Riner.

Are you scared?

Look at me. Are you scared?

We're never scared. Got it? You know the code of honor.

Politeness, courage, honor, and most importantly…

Beat his ass.

Come on, son.

-Come on, come on, come on. -Let's go!

-Give it your all! -Let's go, come on!

Come on!

-Come on! -Come on, Noa!

Go, baby, come on!

Beautiful!

Mom!

-Did you see that? -Well, yeah!

Keep your guard up.

That's my son!

-Dodge! -Yeah, that's my son!

Go, baby!

There's potential. Some are really good.

Hey!

How are you, champ?

Say hi to your dad.

-You good? -Yeah.

You really came?

It's my last evening before I leave again. I couldn't miss that.

Let me see your lip.

Nice fight.

Thanks.

Are you coming, Grandma?

He hates me.

Hopefully less than you do.

Is that funny?

He doesn't hate you.

He's just used to life without you.

Do you have plans? I can maybe take you out to eat.

We already made plans.

Mom!

Holy crap!

Come on!

-I'm going on the next ride. -Go ahead.

You look exhausted. Here.

Wait for me!

Noa!

Move! Noa!

Call for help! Noa! Are you okay?

Noa! Call an ambulance!

-Are you his mother? -Yes.

We've called for help.

-Leave him alone. Move away. -Everyone, back up.

-Move aside! -Give him space.

So, I'm going to walk you through what we've discovered,

and go over our plans for your son's treatment.

What does he have?

Noa has leukemia.

It's blood cancer.

It's a serious illness, but we know how to treat it now.

And most treatments are effective. Very effective even.

But he needs to start chemotherapy quickly,

and in three weeks, depending on the results,

we'll see if he needs a bone marrow transplant.

So, he'll start chemotherapy tomorrow.

He'll stay with us for at least 5 weeks, for the first cycles.

Many protocols exist.

What matters is that we were able to make a quick diagnosis.

Our team is here to support you.

Do you have any questions?

Is he going to die?

Why would you say that?

We'll do everything we can.

I see from your file that you've already been through a lot.

So, I'm counting on you to stay strong for Noa.

What about school?

Good thing you don't like going there.

Well it's still better than being here.

Will I be able to train after?

Once the treatment's over.

When you're better.

You'll be a bit tired. You can't start back up right away.

But the tournaments…

I know, honey, but not this year.

Okay?

We've gotta get you better first.

All right.

Let's call your dad.

No.

What do you mean, "no"? We need to tell him.

No, I don't want to.

Hello, ladies.

Noa, you handsome guy. I'm Kevin, a world-renowned nurse.

-From Paris to Chicago, Cairo, Acapulco. -Hello, ladies.

-And all the way to the Congo. -Hello.

We're here to put in your catheter. Ever heard of it?

Hi, Noa. Do you think he's funny?

-No. -Noa.

You see? You're not funny.

I'm not funny?

Me? Not funny?

And you're being a bit racist.

Me? Racist?

Yes, that's racist.

I can do a Belgian accent, if you want.

-Do you know what we're doing today? -No.

We're inserting a catheter.

It's a tube that goes under your skin so we can give you medication.

Let's stop dillydallying. I'll get you started.

I'll get your little snacks.

You'll have peanuts,

ice cubes…

Come on. I'm not hurting you?

Here we go.

All right.

I can do a Canadian accent too.

This friggin' IV's a pain in the ass.

Sorry, I didn't call you back. I'm totally swamped.

I just landed, but I'm taking off again right away.

I'll call you back when I can, okay?

Give Noa a kiss. Yeah, give him a kiss from me.

Bye. Talk to you later.

Dammit, Jada, what's going on?

You're asking for time off now? We're crazy busy.

I need a vacation too. We all do.

Even Sanka. Do you want a vacation?

No, I want a raise.

A raise. Yeah, okay. He's funny.

I've never asked you for anything. I have to look after my son. He's sick.

I just need a lighter schedule.

Fine. Look after him.

But the restaurant must keep running. We have to find a solution.

If you get me a raise, I can find a solution.

See the mess you're landing me in?

Sanka. You're pushing it.

Don't worry. It'll be fine.

Look, I made a nice dessert for your son, okay?

Okay, let's resume the game. He lost, as usual.

In your face!

No, that's no good. Take it back, please.

-Take your card back. -I told him.

In your face!

Are you even listening to me?

Come on, stop it. Play.

-Take your card back, please! -Come on, play!

But he's not listening to me!

In your face!

What are you doing?!

-Sit down! -Go on!

Go on. I'll remember.

Dammit, Mya! You make it impossible to play.

I'll remember. You're with them.

-Okay! No! -You don't get it.

When we start playing, all bets are off. You're on your own.

I want to win, like on Survivor.

Okay, fine. Game on, then.

-I won! -What? Nonsense.

You didn't win.

Stop!

If you skip two turns without a match, you lose.

So, quit arguing.

-Inès won. -Nonsense!

See! Hey, I won.

-No, you didn't win. -Do you want to play?

Hello?

You can sit here if you want.

All right, let's go again.

Come on.

You shuffled that really well.

Let's play!

Can I play?

No, thanks. We're good.

-Why? -Because your breath stinks!

You can play, but if you lose, don't sigh. Okay?

-He loses, he sighs. -Don't sigh!

-Let's go again. -Yeah, deal the cards.

What's your name?

Noa.

-What's yours? -I'm Inès.

Look at them.

There's love in the air!

Leave us alone.

-Don't have any friends? -Frozen!

But I get it, though. She's the only one with hair.

A Black girl with blue eyes? Crazy pretty.

True.

Come on, let's go again.

Take that!

I don't know what's higher than an ace.

-I don't know. -Who cares?

You always slow down the game.

Come on!

It's like you're having mini strokes.

-Oh, boy. -Go already.

There you go. Come on.

And there you go!

Here.

What's that?

Is it my hair?

It's mine.

No, that's mine.

Are you serious?

It doesn't look like your hair.

I'm gonna look like the others.

Don't worry, it'll grow back.

Look at Grandma. She lost her teeth, they grew back.

Yeah, but she went to Türkiye.

We'll send you there too.

Look at your mom. Every time she sneezes, she pees herself.

Careful, I've got dirt on you too, you know?

Well, come on, let's play.

Come on.

Your turn, son.

WHAT IS CHILDHOOD LEUKEMIA?

What's that? "Hematopoiesis"?

It's blood cell production.

And "acute lymphoblastic"?

That's the type of leukemia he has.

His body is producing too many white blood cells.

But the cells are sick and take the place of the good ones.

And so, the chemo destroys everything?

Mom is here.

It'll be okay.

I know, sweetheart.

Mom, I can't take it anymore.

I know, baby.

I know.

The monkey reaches out its hand and grabs my water bottle.

And he leaves with my water bottle.

Look at him.

Yeah. Jeez.

-It's so obvious. -You can tell from miles away.

-Totally. -He's so totally busted.

Did she notice him?

She didn't notice him.

Look at his psycho face.

Yo, Nono.

Nono, come here.

Come here.

Who are you looking at like that?

No one.

-Liar! -You're lying, bro.

You like her. Can tell from miles away.

-I don't know what you're talking about. -We won't make fun of you.

We've been in love before. We know what it's like.

Yeah. You like her?

Well, actually,

when I see her,

it's like everything becomes blurry, except her.

-Oh, he's cute! -Oh, how cute!

Stop it.

-Didn't see that one coming. -Stop it.

Was that a Dadju lyric?

You have nothing to lose. Go talk to her.

If I talk to her, I'll look stupid.

Go on. Take a good look at her.

Now, ask yourself what's worse. Talking to her or missing your shot?

Go for it.

Go for it, dude. She won't bite.

You'll be even more handsome, Noa.

Do you want her to like you?

Then shave it off.

Okay, but you do it.

There you go.

It's not bad.

He's back in town.

We need to talk to your dad.

-Paul. -How are you, Nadia?

I'm good. And you?

-Is she here? -Yes, she's here.

Everything okay?

What's with the summons?

Where's Noa?

-Noa! -He's sick.

He's…

What does he have?

Leukemia.

How long have you known?

A few weeks.

Is she fucking kidding me?

-Nadia? -No.

She's gotta be kidding me. A few weeks?

I tried calling. You told me to fuck off. He didn't want to tell you.

Didn't want to tell me? You listened to him? Aren't you his mom?

What's that supposed to mean? You're telling me how to be a mom?

When should I have told you? Between flights? Where were you?

You only see things the way you want to.

Your bullshit take on things. The truth according to Jada.

My truth is I'm here every day.

-I want to be here. You won't let me! -I won't let you?!

-Always blaming others! -Stop yelling!

Can't you just talk to each other?

This isn't about us. I want to see my son.

Now, today, okay? Not tomorrow. Not the day after tomorrow. Now.

Where is he?

In the hospital.

Which hospital?

-I need to talk to him. -Which hospital?

He needs to be ready.

He blames you for our breakup.

Are these new gloves?

No.

You know, when you were little, you…

You never wanted to take them off.

You even went through a phase of wearing them to bed.

It's okay. Mom already told me.

I bet she did.

Did she also tell you that one night we found you in your bed,

lying down like this, your little fists clenched?

-Ready to fight. -Did you come just to tell me that?

All right, Noa.

Come on, punch me. Go ahead.

Come on, put them on and hit me. I'll let you.

We can move on and you can stop being rude.

I hit hard. You're not ready.

You're as much of a bigmouth as your mom.

I'll never do better than her.

Yeah, that's for sure.

Hey, Noa.

I'm sorry.

Sorry about what?

About…

About everything.

Your mom and I fought so hard to have you that we ended up hurting each other,

but you shouldn't have to go through this.

How's Noa?

He seems all right, but…

Are you guys ready?

Yeah!

And are you guys pumped?

Yeah!

Tough crowd, huh? Should we give Coralie a buzz cut?

Yeah!

We're celebrating Coralie's operation tomorrow!

Make some noise for Coralie!

Coralie!

Coralie, what song did you choose?

"Laisse-moi" by KeBlack.

Make some noise! She's got good taste!

Your daughter's sweet.

Thank you.

Yeah!

So the big day's almost here for her?

I can't believe it. She's finally ready.

Great. I'm happy for you.

Coralie!

You know, I haven't been able to cry for almost a year. Not even once.

Give it your all!

I just can't.

That's normal. We try to toughen up. Then we forget how to cry.

But look at them. They don't care. They're just in there having a blast.

Come on, sweetie.

I came into your home, took everything Even your heart, I left with it

Baby's got reach like Luffy Don't know if you get it

He taught it to me. What do you think?

I love it!

-Here, look, go on. Come on, have fun. -Come on.

-Come with me! -No, you go.

-Come on, let's go. -I can't dance.

She's in my DMs, she wants me back But there's no way

She says, "I'm better than your babies" But I tell her, "It's over"

Don't bring, don't bring bad luck Please, don't bring bad luck

We're not like we used to be She wants us to meet soon

Don't bring, don't bring bad luck Please, don't bring bad luck

We're not like we used to be She wants us to meet soon

Yeah!

Leave me alone Please, leave me alone

I told you there's no way Please leave me alone

Leave me alone Please leave me alone

I told you there's no way Please, leave me alone

I looked into my heart To see my future

I didn't see myself with her

Things are too dormant I'm out of sync

-I know you got the reference -You got it

-What do you want in the end? -Tell me

-The spark between us is gone -Why?

She's driving me crazy She and I are just ancient history

Don't bring, don't bring bad luck

Please, don't bring bad luck

We're not like we used to be She wanted us to meet soon

Coralie!

Don't bring, don't bring bad luck Please, don't bring bad luck

We're not like we used to be She wanted us to meet soon

Are you asleep?

Can I join you?

Coralie told me you liked me. Is it true?

Yeah, I like you.

I know.

Look at me.

From now on, you're my husband. Got it?

Okay.

In that case,

once we leave here, I'm taking you to City Hall.

Straight away.

You better.

I need to tell you something.

I was born from an embryo donation.

What's that?

My parents didn't actually make me.

They had to borrow an egg.

My parents had to borrow cash.

That's not the same.

You're the one talking about borrowing things.

That's true.

Are you scared of dying?

Yes. And you?

Hey, no more talking to other girls.

Now you're Noa Coulibaly.

The chemo's working very well, but he has a rare form of leukemia.

It's aggressive.

As I said, and it's confirmed now, Noa will need a bone marrow transplant.

As soon as possible.

I've put him on a waiting list.

Will it be a long wait?

It might be, yes.

Will…

Will we find a compatible donor?

The chances are slim, but they do exist, yes.

And if we don't find one?

Given his background, we may find one through the embryo donors,

or through families who used the same donors.

He might have a brother or sister.

He may have a biological sibling.

It's our best chance of finding a donor.

I'll call CECOS, the clinic we used.

I'll contact them.

Okay.

We just need to take some time to explain to Noa where he came from.

-He doesn't know he's donor-conceived? -No.

Yes.

-How could you? -He had the right.

Of course he did, but we promised to do it together.

We're not together anymore.

So what? We're not together, so you get the final say?

It's because you left and went far away.

-That's what caused this rift. -I came back!

-When? -Whenever I could!

Please keep it down.

Whenever I could, I tried to see him.

When?

Twice a year?

Just in and out? We're supposed to thank you?

I couldn't wait.

One day, he asked questions, and I answered him.

I'm the one handling everyday life.

That's what "being there" means.

I'll go over the whole file,

get back in touch with the families involved,

and we'll see what we can do.

Identity requests can't be that rare.

They are still pretty rare.

In France, only a few hundred children are born from donated embryos every year.

But they exist.

Yes, but it raises many legal and ethical issues.

Even here, we're still figuring it out as we go.

The laws are changing, but not always fast enough.

CENTER FOR STUDY AND CONSERVATION OF HUMAN SPERM

-Hi, Mom. -Hi, sweetie. How are you?

Any news?

I just got to the hospital. I was at CECOS.

What did they say?

The parents' identities are protected. It's very hard to get their details.

But it's an emergency. They--

Wait, Mom. I'll call you back. Gotta go.

-Breathe in. -You're not alone.

-Breathe out. -You're not alone.

Coralie sees you. She loves you. She will protect you.

Follow me.

Yes, I know.

Mom?

No!

No!

She's gone!

-No one's gonna cure us! -They will.

What are we doing here?

Come on, tell the truth!

I'm telling the truth.

And what even is this damn thing? It's so annoying!

I know. Don't touch it.

Come on, just look at me, I'm already dead!

Don't say things like that. Dammit, Noa.

Don't say things like that.

She was my best friend. We were one and the same.

I'm next, is that it?

It didn't work for her, it won't for us.

That means nothing. It will work.

I don't want to die. I want to go home.

Please don't cry.

-I don't want to die. -You won't.

-I want to see my mom! -You will. Your moms will be here soon.

No one is going to die here, do you understand?

Not you, not anyone.

Okay?

We'll fight together.

We won't let this shit win, understood?

Yes.

Hey, Noa.

Noa, you're a champion. You know what it means to fight, huh?

You know what it means to fight. You're all champions.

-Yes. -There you go. That's it.

Don't be shy back there. What's your name?

Vincenzo.

-All right. Gather around. Come close. -Yeah.

Come on. Come closer.

What's your usual pep talk? I don't know how to do this.

Lions don't meow, they…

Roar.

-Come again, sweetie? -Roar.

-Lions… -Roar.

I can't hear you. Lions…

Roar!

Come on.

Now let's see some smiles.

We'll fight, then we'll go home.

-Yeah. -Okay?

We'll go home.

-Hello. -Hello.

I'd like my son put on the waiting list for bone marrow transplants.

But your doctor must make the request. The regulations are very strict.

-Have you talked to-- -How long will it take?

Between three and six weeks.

If I contact a hospital elsewhere, will that double our chances?

Actually, it's a registry for hospitals across France.

We can't just move your son up the waiting list. It'll take time.

IF I DON'T WIN, KEEP GOING FOR ME

Mrs. Durand can't see you.

Only she knows the case. It's important. Otherwise, I wouldn't be here.

She's not available.

-Does she know it's me? -She does.

Make an appointment, and we'll see you. But we can't help you right now. Sorry.

I was told you came by. I'm doing my best, but you must be patient. This takes time.

My son doesn't have time. Is there any legal action we can take?

-A request has been filed. Now-- -I want an answer. Stop messing around.

We've discussed this. There are protocols and laws, ma'am.

In any case, he--

Fuck!

Enjoy your meal.

Hello, Mrs. Durand.

Mrs. Belkacem?

Can I get my coffee?

Did you talk to the donors?

Yes, we managed to find out their identities.

They had a daughter, but she died two years ago in an accident.

I'm so sorry, Mrs. Belkacem.

Really, I did everything I could. And…

Are there other recipients?

There's another couple.

Great.

Yes, but the family wants nothing to do with it.

Meaning what?

It's their choice, we have to respect it.

Did you explain that it's a simple test?

I'm sorry, I really did everything I could.

Goodbye, ma'am. Have a good day.

I've been waiting ten minutes.

-Excuse me? -I've been waiting for ten minutes.

-You're still alive, right? -Excuse me?

I'll be right there.

-Hey, Jada. -I'll be right there.

Take a seat, sir. Your coffee's coming. Sorry for the wait.

Jada, your problems can't become our problems.

You're right. You run your restaurant.

Hey, what are you doing?

Stop!

Watch out!

Hey! What are you doing?

-Let go of me! -Stop!

-What's going on? -Let me go.

She forced her way in!

I just wanted to see you.

It's important.

This is no way to do it. As I said, there's nothing I can do.

My son's life is at stake here.

I know, but the recipient refused.

They won't do a spinal cord donation.

Spinal cord?

Wait, you mixed things up?

-That's what you told her? -Well, it changes nothing.

It's her right.

I want to talk to her.

That won't be possible. Her anonymity is protected.

Okay. You make the call, and I'll do the talking.

I want her to listen.

From mother to mother, I know it'll be different. Please.

I know how hard this is.

You know nothing.

You've already mixed up bone marrow and spinal cord.

You want to help me? Call her.

-Look-- -It's right here.

It's right in front of you.

Please.

I'm begging you.

-I'm going to need you to-- -It's nothing for you.

Leave the building.

I've done all I can. File this in the archives.

That's it? The archives? It'll be filed away?

You give away embryos, then tell us to fuck off?

I'm truly sorry, but I could lose my job.

And I could lose my son.

I'm scared.

I'm so scared, you have no idea. I've never been so scared in my life.

You can't leave me.

I'm nothing without you.

Keep fighting.

Don't give up.

Right, baby?

I love you.

My love.

What's wrong?

Baby?

Baby!

What's happening, baby?

-Help! -Emergency, room 716.

I'm coming!

Fanta!

He's convulsing! Crash cart!

It's here!

Step aside. Let us take care of him.

Maximum oxygen!

-Baby! -Did you call the doctor?

-Stay with us. -Doctor?

-Noa, stay with us. -Room 716.

It's Noa. He's been convulsing for a few minutes.

-Okay, let's prep the Rivotril. -Breathe, buddy. That's it.

Breathe.

-Yes, he's hooked up. -It'll be okay.

Breathe into the mask.

Is the doctor coming?

Yes. We're getting the IV ready.

-Glucose okay. -Oxygen?

Yes, I'm coming.

Breathe.

-The liver panel? -Where are you going?

Two minutes.

-What? -He can't die like Coralie.

-Jada. -Wait, please.

We're in a meeting. Please leave.

-We've waited for weeks on this list. -It's a long process, as I've told you.

How much longer?

We rank them by severity.

Is he not severe enough for you?

It's like my son's a lottery number.

-Come on. -Wait.

Noa's a priority.

But without a compatible donor, we can't speed things up.

-We're waiting for a donor. -And if one doesn't come?

We'll keep him stable, and we'll have to see.

You'll have to see?

-Like you did with Coralie? -Jada, come on.

Get out.

Come on.

Get out!

Come on.

Let's go.

You're angry at everyone, dammit.

You're arguing with the doctors, with your coworkers. Even with me.

I'm not angry, I'm in pain.

In pain seeing him like this. What do I do?

Wait nicely until they tell me it's over?

No, of course not.

But do you think people will want to help if you turn them against you?

I don't give a fuck if they're against me.

I won't give up. I'll go all the way.

All the way, but not like this, Jada, dammit!

You'll only fuck things up.

Look at me.

Stop thinking you can do it all on your own.

That's all I've ever known.

BLUE WING PEDIATRICS

Wait!

Thank you.

I almost forgot about you two.

-Come on. -Now that's collaboration.

-Yeah, sure. -See you tomorrow.

You're a funny one. Okay, bye.

-You've got some nerve. -Wait.

I came to apologize. I don't want any trouble.

-A file for money. -I can't help you.

-Bribing me? -It's important.

-I don't have time. -You know what?

Hey, open up!

Open up!

Fuck, shit, goddamn it!

CECOS ARCHIVES - PARKING LOT

Come on.

"2007."

"2009."

"2011."

Where are you?

Your bullshit will get me in trouble.

"B."

I hear you. Get out of there.

I'm so fucking sick of this job.

Oh, that bitch!

Stop!

That's her!

Stop!

-On the side! -To the park!

Stop!

Where the fuck is it?

Come on.

Where the fuck is it?

Where the fuck is their number?

Dammit.

It'll only take a minute.

I have to at least let my supervisor know.

There are sick kids here. You can't come in like that.

Jada Belkacem?

You'll need to come with us.

-What's she done? -She knows very well.

-I wanted to tell you. -What the fuck is going on?

-To the station. -I…

I can't now. I'll explain.

-You're coming. -No.

-My son is sick. I can't. -Wait.

-Don't move, I said! -Calm down!

-You're in a hospital. -Police!

You're in a hospital with sick kids!

-This is no good! -Let her go!

Let me go!

-Let me go! -Jada!

Easy. Don't do anything stupid.

What are you doing, Jada?

Don't do anything stupid, I said.

Put the weapon down!

Give me your gun.

On the counter.

Easy.

Move back.

Get out.

We'll leave.

Jada, listen to me. You're losing it.

Hey. You're losing it. This won't solve anything.

I'm doing this for our son.

Jada, look at me.

Don't point that at me.

-I can't give up on him. -Jada…

-Get out. -No. I can't. I'm staying with you.

Get out!

-Leave. -I'm going.

Okay.

Give me your badge.

Against the wall.

Get out.

Handcuffs and keys.

What the fuck are you doing, Jada?

It's for him.

This is crazy.

I'm gonna need you out there.

Okay?

Fanta.

Lock the emergency exit.

Go on.

This is hard, but pull yourself together.

The kids aren't to blame for this.

What's the point of this?

There might be a compatible donor. I want them here.

If anything goes wrong,

can you deal with the kids?

For now, yes.

Unplug it. Both of them, quickly!

And your phones here. Everyone.

Your cell phone.

It's in my locker.

It's in my locker.

Everyone in there. Go on.

Sorry!

Okay, guys. Let's go.

I mean no harm.

Not to you or the children.

If there's an emergency, we'll do what we have to.

If you do as I say,

everything will be fine.

Can I trust you?

When are we eating?

Are you hungry?

Starving.

So are they.

-Come on out. -Move over.

We've been waiting forever, but you guys have been fighting.

Go on, move!

We'll take care of you.

Fatou, Anissa, go ahead.

Don't say anything to the children.

Why are you crying?

I just didn't get my dessert.

Well it looks like you ate it all already.

You know I'm on a diet.

SWAT POLICE

SWAT team is ready.

Vincent, you're in charge of security.

The perimeter is secured…

Hello, ma'am. Manenti, SWAT. Dan, my assistant.

Hello. I'm Juliette Lambert, hospital director.

The pediatric wing has been isolated, but I can't close the whole hospital.

I need this place secure.

We have surgeries underway, families are counting on us,

we need to work.

I understand. We won't shut it down, but we'll take it from here.

-Any blueprints? -Yes.

Guys, let's move! Let's move!

What do we know about her?

Jada Belkacem, 41 years old.

She works as a waitress in the 13th district.

Only child. Separated for nine years.

She only has one child, Noa, 10 years old.

He's undergoing intensive treatment.

-Clean record, nothing unusual. -Roger that. We'll hand it over to SWAT.

Tap her phone and all the lines in the pediatric wing.

Get me a list of all the staff and try to contact them.

I want as many men as possible on the 7th floor.

Cover all possible exits.

But don't forget, we're in a hospital.

We can't lock down all of it.

We're waiting for Campos to start negotiations.

There's a situation inside.

Back up. Move along! Sir, please! Back up!

Don't call me, please.

Jada. Dammit, listen to me. You're completely surrounded.

This is madness! I don't know how you'll get out of this.

Fuck.

Laser 2 to Laser 3. The negotiator is arriving.

Please. Step back!

Hi, Campos.

Any casualties?

No, but she's tense.

A little girl on the same ward died.

That must have been a triggering factor.

Hello, Mrs. Belkacem. I'm Major Campos from SWAT.

Can you hear me?

Ma'am, can you hear me?

I'm listening.

How is it going up there? Anyone injured?

Only suffering children.

I understand your concern, ma'am.

Do you really?

Listen, everyone is fine.

Ma'am, listen to me.

I'm on your side. Tell me how I can help you.

Bring me the kid.

And you'd better make sure his parents get him tested.

At least release the children who require medical attention,

ma'am, please.

I spoke with the doctor. He can handle it.

They're being cared for.

I'm not going anywhere.

Do whatever you have to do.

Call me when you have him.

Jada.

What's wrong?

Come see.

What's going on?

There's a camera.

-Where? -Above the main door.

Thank you.

France24, hello.

I'm calling to report a hostage situation.

Who's calling?

I'm the hostage-taker.

Manenti, I'm listening.

Fabienne Durand from CECOS.

I just got your message. But this is crazy.

-I knew that… -One moment.

Campos?

-Fabienne Durand. -We need them.

-Okay, Roger that. -We're listening.

Listen, I don't see how I can help you.

The family wants no part of this.

Hang on, do they know what's at stake?

Did you explain the situation to them?

Well, of course I did.

Yes, well you must keep insisting!

We have a pediatric ward being held hostage.

I've done everything I can. I need time to convince them.

The father was adamant, and the law is on his side.

Look, I'll keep you posted.

Goodbye.

Hello.

Excuse me, may I have a word with you?

Should we set up here?

I'm standing in front of the hospital

where SWAT has yet to move in.

As you can see, the situation remains unclear,

even regarding Jada Belkacem, whom we know very little about.

Hospital staff are trying to maintain a sense of calm and normalcy

for the hundreds of patients and their families--

Nesrine, sorry to interrupt. We have a live update.

We have an exclusive live interview from the hospital

with the hostage-taker, Jada Belkacem.

Hello, ma'am. What would you like to say?

I've been fighting for weeks.

Waiting for an answer.

But I'm up against a wall.

What wall are you talking about, ma'am?

The bureaucratic wall.

They don't give a damn.

For the sake of protecting anonymity, they're letting a child die.

You know how long it can take for the legal system to change.

Believe me, I've tried everything.

Just to clarify, are the people you're attempting to reach

by taking the ward hostage

aware of your story?

Yes.

That family refuses to help us.

It's inhumane.

And we can't afford to wait any longer.

Ma'am, I know you're upset, and I understand,

but there are children,

medical staff, and families in the hospital who are all in danger.

Did you really have to go this far?

My son's life is on the line. I'm asking for a simple test.

To find out if the kid's a match. That's all.

If this family is watching us right now,

listening to you, what would you like to tell them?

Ma'am.

Sir.

Please understand my situation.

I know this is hard for you.

I'm only asking for a little humanity.

Help us.

You can do this.

And if this message you're putting out

goes unanswered, how far are you willing to go?

I'll go all the way to save Noa.

Would you do the unthinkable?

I won't work for a crazy woman with a gun.

So what do we do with the kids? Leave them in their rooms?

She's fragile with nothing to lose. Our lives are at stake.

She's capable of killing us. She's crazy.

I can't work like this.

When you say you'll go all the way, what do you mean?

I said what I had to say.

So what do we do now?

You get back to work.

With you waving a gun around? Are you kidding me?

You must be joking.

Auguste, back to your room.

We know we're hostages.

-Kids-- -It's okay.

-We saw you on TV. -In our room.

No. Kids…

-Come on. -Don't stay here.

Cool! We're hostages!

Yeah, we're hostages.

Mya, you're the oldest, take them back to their rooms.

What happened to Coralie mustn't happen to Noa.

What is it you don't understand?

She has a fi-re-arm.

Hey, are you in a gang?

Kids, that's enough.

-Come on. -Why?

You're amazing, Mrs. Jada.

-Go back to your rooms. -Why?

-Let's get going. -What's it like being on TV?

Let's leave and let them talk.

Finally, some excitement.

My dad has a gun.

Do I have your word?

The children, the staff, the hospital, they'll all stay safe, right?

You have my word.

Thank you.

I've seen that face before.

So, is Mattéo coming?

Of course Mattéo will come.

-I promised you. -Please.

He'll come on Saturday for a sleepover.

Adrien. Give us a minute, please.

Get started with your homework. I'll be up, buddy.

-Come here, sweetie. -What is it?

-Something crazy is happening. -What do you mean?

The hostage situation. She's looking for our kid.

-Fabienne Durand called me again. -What did you say?

That we're standing firm.

Adrien can't find out we're not his biological parents on TV.

I agree, honey, but this is going too far.

-We must help them. -He may not even be a match.

Maybe he is.

We're going to stay out of this.

I'm protecting his life, his well-being. Not you, not me, him.

He didn't ask for this. Are you crazy?

Sweetie?

Mom?

What are you doing, honey?

What needs to be done.

That's not an answer, Jada.

If I do nothing, he won't make it.

I know it's unfair.

But don't you realize? You're going to end up in jail.

You could be killed.

Listen to me, I'm begging you.

Can you hear me?

Jada?

I love you, Mom.

Don't hang up. Please, don't hang up, Jada.

-Forgive me. -Turn yourself in.

Hello?

I love you, honey.

I've been looking for you everywhere. Are you avoiding me?

Alpha, in position.

Bravo team, in position.

If they catch you here, you'll be in trouble.

I don't care. All I want is to be with you.

Me too.

Do you think you're gonna make it?

Sure.

Do you promise?

We're ready. Waiting for the go-ahead.

Okay, let's go.

Please.

What's that?

Can you hear me?

-Who is it? -I want to see my son.

Please let me in.

His son is in the same situation as yours.

-He needs me in his room. -Who is it?

Lucien's father.

Lucien?

One of the kids here.

I just want to be with my son.

How come I don't know him?

He's new. He just arrived here.

He's 4, very sick, never leaves his room.

Let me in. He needs me.

We won't try anything! We'll stay clear.

Ask them. They know me.

I can't let him in.

Dr. Bonfanti, Fanta, and Kevin know who I am.

He's 4 years old. Let his dad be with him.

I'm not a threat to you.

I can't risk it.

-I can't. -The police won't move.

He just lost his mom.

I'll just stay in his room. You won't see me.

We won't try anything, ma'am.

-We'll just let him in to see his son. -I'm begging you, let me in.

All I want is to be with my son.

He needs me.

Let him in.

-Why me? -Open it for him.

-Move back. -Close it.

Now.

Dan is inside. We're pulling back.

Search him.

I don't have anything.

Lift your T-shirt up.

Turn around.

Your pants.

I don't have anything.

There's nothing.

All right, move.

Thank you.

Thank you.

-Thanks, for his sake. -Turn around.

Where's his room?

At the end of the hallway, on the right.

That's Milo's room.

To the treatment room! Keep the kids in their rooms.

-Can you hear me? Stay with me. -Here.

-How is he? Is he alive? -What was that?

I didn't mean to shoot him. I never wanted to hurt anyone.

Let him out now. You're making things worse.

No, not until I've talked to the family.

From now on, no more contact, no more calls, nothing!

You. Come here. Come here!

Why me?

Don't move.

Did you call them?

Did you help them, you bastard?

No.

Where's your phone? You didn't give it to me.

I don't have one.

Where's your phone? Where is it?!

Motherfucker.

Get smart with me one more time,

on my mother's life, you'll be the first to go.

Okay.

Get outta here!

Hold still.

Don't move.

Apply pressure to the wound.

Wait, we have no painkillers?

I need to clean up the blood.

Inject five milligrams.

Breaking news.

A police officer has just been shot

amid the hostage crisis.

Philippe Landon, you're a former SWAT negotiator.

Has the situation spiraled out of control?

With an officer shot, everything has changed for my colleagues.

Now, they're facing a potential killer.

So naturally, that changes how they'll respond to the situ--

Doctor! Noa is deteriorating!

What's going on?

-What's happening? -Jada. Easy.

Let me in.

Antibiotics.

-Call for an MRI? -Let's stabilize him.

-Put a tourniquet on him. -Okay.

-The gauze pads? -Noa?

Prep another IV line.

-I'm on it. -He's in septic shock.

Check his blood pressure and draw two blood cultures.

Noa, can you hear me?

What are we at?

MAP's 42. Noa?

Please, don't leave me.

Keep your eyes open, Noa.

Say something.

All right, Noa.

Answer me.

-Can you hear me? -Noa, keep your eyes open.

Can you hear me, Noa? Noa, answer me, buddy. Come on.

Say something.

Say something.

He's very weak.

It'll only get worse as time goes on.

Why's that?

He needs a transplant now.

The next complication could kill him.

Fuck.

Where's your nose?

Hey! That's normal. Mine's big too!

We're able to save almost all of them.

And when we lose one, I'm devastated.

But the next day, I have to show up for the others.

The same goes for the entire ward.

For everyone who works here.

Noa is very lucky to have you, you know?

May I?

Okay, let's go.

Yes? This is Dr. Bonfanti speaking.

This is Campos, the negotiator.

We got in touch with the mother,

but she can't bring herself to talk to her.

So, you might be able to help us. Is she with you?

No, I'm alone.

I'm counting on you.

Yes, Doctor?

Thank you for calling, ma'am.

I'm listening.

Yes. Good evening. This is Agnès de Mareuil speaking.

I'm calling you because I spoke to Mrs. Durand from CECOS.

And, well, I wanted to explain…

So, my son doesn't know how he was conceived.

And my husband is against him finding out.

Maybe now is the time to tell him, don't you think?

Listen, I can't. I really can't. Please understand.

Yes, but he's going to find out on his own eventually, ma'am.

Imagine he finds out that he could have saved a kid's life?

If you tell him, maybe it could…

He might not even be a match.

-I can't force this on him. -Ma'am, this is Noa's mother.

-Can I talk to you? -I'm sorry.

Hello?

Hello?

Give her the night to think it over.

An update on the hostage crisis at Lambert Bracops Hospital.

The injured SWAT officer has been released.

And, according to our sources,

the hostage-taker has managed to delay SWAT's response,

hoping to convince the family to help her.

Despite the apparent calm, the situation remains tense.

A SWAT response seems inevitable, but we don't know when they'll move in.

We have to avoid casualties at all costs.

We're standing by to neutralize her.

We have no choice.

Jada?

It's over now. The family won't help you.

Listen, we did everything we could.

You gave it your all, but now, you're putting yourself

and everyone else in danger, including the children.

It has to stop.

Listen…

The whole country's watching what happens.

I'm sure the judge will take everything into account.

This has to end peacefully, and it has to end now.

I want to be there when he passes away.

Let me stay with him.

I can give you a few minutes,

but that's it.

I'm really sorry.

But we have to move in.

My son.

We all stand with Jada! Save Noa!

We've spent the night here,

and Jada Belkacem is still holed up in the pediatric ward.

And here, in front of the hospital, there is a large outpouring of support

from families of kids who received transplants, and those still waiting.

In France, nearly 1,000 people die waiting for a transplant.

And in the crowd, there are also training partners…

I WOULD HAVE DONE THE SAME

The guys are ready.

Wait for my signal.

Understood, Captain.

All units, get ready to engage.

And if necessary, neutralize her.

Sir. What did he say?

-That's my son. -Stay back.

-Let me through. You'll kill her. -Get back!

We do what we must.

Let me through!

Get me a visual. The kids can't be in the hallway.

I want to see my son, dammit!

Come on, let me through!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, my love.

I wish I could protect you one more time.

I wish life would spare you.

Mrs. Belkacem, congratulations.

Fuck yeah!

-Wait! The… -What?

-The baby! -Sorry.

-Careful. -Sorry.

Sorry.

I wish life were easier for you.

-Stop! Understood? Don't move. -Let me see my son, motherfucker!

I'd give my life for you.

MEDICAL BIOLOGY LABORATORY

Hello?

-Doctor? -Yes.

It's done.

I just left the lab. I had my son tested.

No one knows about it. Not my son. Not my husband. No one.

I'll send you the results.

He's a match.

I have the family's address.

We can save him!

-Contact! -Stop!

-Stop! -Don't move!

Emergency! Let us through!

-Stop! Don't move! -Let us through!

-Raise your hands! -Raise…

-Nurses. -Where are you going?

-To the OR for a transplant. -We'll check the stretcher.

-No, it's a sterile stretcher. -You could contaminate him.

If he dies waiting, it's on you! Let us through!

-Let them through. -Come on.

Let's go!

-Go! -Where is she?

-Right door. -You're in a pediatric ward.

Lower your guns!

There are kids everywhere!

-We're doing our job. -Yes, but you're going to traumatize them.

-Are you here for Jada? -It's okay.

-She'll go to prison? -It's fine.

Go back to your rooms.

Go back to your rooms.

Come on, don't be scared.

Come on.

-Please! -On your right.

Where is she?

-Hello. -Hello.

I buzzed three times. Nobody came.

Someone will be there soon.

-When? -He's right.

Come on, get off my back.

She left with a woman. A Black nurse with blond hair.

Police!

Put this on.

Here. Take them. Come on.

Give me your wig.

-No way. -Give me your wig.

No one has ever seen me without my wig.

Take your guns and leave my wig alone.

Hey.

Give me your wig.

Hello, Malik? Where are you?

At the ER? Wait for me. Wait for me, I'm coming, I'll explain.

Is someone picking you up?

Yeah.

Fuck.

They're everywhere.

Let's go upstairs.

Suspicious individual at entrance 2.

We're on our way.

-First floor clear. -Damn.

-Checking IDs at entrance 2. -Let's go back.

We're checking the south stairwell.

Dammit. We're screwed.

What do we do?

-Ready to go, sir? -Where to?

It's for a blood test.

I've already had one this morning!

A colonoscopy, then.

They're great.

…prostate cancer, but unfortunately, they operated too late.

So now, I have metastases everywhere, and they also found a kidney problem.

-And I have an eye problem. -Come on.

-Please. -Who knows how this will end?

Come on!

Move aside, ma'am.

And my vision is getting worse due to glaucoma.

I'm going to end up blind if it gets any worse.

I don't want to…

All right, wait for me there. Malik!

Hey, Auntie. Where did your hair go?

Come!

Get her out of here.

-Her? No way. Forget it. -Please!

Why drag me into this mess?

Have you lost your mind or what?

Malik, I never ask you for anything.

-This isn't my problem! -I know it isn't.

But you have kids. You know how it is.

We can't leave her.

Fine, go on, get in.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Go on, get out of here.

Thank you.

What are you doing here?

Your son is a match.

No, you can't be here.

We only need two minutes.

-Close it. -Let me talk.

Close the door! Call the police!

No, wait! Don't call the police!

Close the door. I'll call the cops.

Shut the fuck up!

-Calm down! -I'm not kidding! Put that down!

Drop the damn phone!

Hey! You okay?

-Calm down! -You need to listen, okay?

Dad? Dad, what's going on?

Why are you shouting like that?

Is it true what they're saying?

Yes, it's true.

Come here, darling. Come.

You can save him.

But how?

By coming with me.

It's completely safe.

Then you'll be able to come back home.

And Noa will too.

-Should we go? -Yes.

Come on, let's go.

Come on.

That's her!

Arrest her!

No! Please!

-Please, my son is here! -Don't shoot, there's a kid!

Lower your weapons!

We mean no harm. Go.

Follow them, follow them!

-She's armed! -Put your gun down!

Put it down, I said!

Lower your weapons!

Let them through!

Come on, let's go.

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Subtitle translation by: Joseph Riopelle