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THE FIVE DEVILS

5, 6, 7, 8...

Butt kicks!

Arms under water! Great!

Butt kicks!

And...

butt kicks!

Good job, Lulu!

Don't give up! Legs straight!

Great!

Everyone shout out loud!

See you next week, girls.

Thanks, you were all great.

See you. Good job, Lulu.

Much better.

Goodbye!

Bye girls, drive safely.

Goodbye.

Mom? Can I get the noodles?

Go ahead.

- Don't run. - Come, let's go.

Just a sec.

- See you tomorrow, Nadine. - Bye!

Joanne, you coming to Rum Night?

Emilie and Morgane are coming.

It'll be cool. Jimmy's welcome too.

- I don't know, I'll call you. - Come on!

You stopped going out. You're such a drag!

I'll call you.

Hey, take it easy.

7 degrees.

So twenty minutes.

Ready?

I love you, Mom.

Me too.

More than anything else.

MOM 3

I'm stuck.

She's clutching.

10 years of love and happiness.

CHESSNUT

PIN CONE

MOM 1 MOM 2

The trails are devoid of hordes of skiers.

Another population has taken over the area...

Vicky, come say goodbye to your dad.

Goodbye!

Why do you sniff them?

To classify.

Classify?

By smell?

What do you smell?

- Not much. - Close your eyes.

It smells like mold

and also like...

mushrooms.

And the scent of the animal that ate it.

Rat or squirrel, I can't tell.

You can tell rat from squirrel breath?

Yeah.

Close your eyes.

- What do you smell? - Cookies.

That was easy.

Keep your eyes closed.

And this?

Plastic...

and also some earth.

And this?

A notebook that smells like the pool.

And a little like coffee too.

You smell me?

Of course.

Wait.

Close your eyes.

Can you see?

Do you smell me here?

You're 6 feet away.

Count to 20, then try to find me.

1, 2, 3...

4, 5, 6...

16, 17, 18...

19, 20.

Mom?

Yes?

I found you.

I'll be right back.

It's Butt Brush's mom!

Toilet Brush!

Scared?

Dumb and ugly! Butt Brush! Toilet Brush!

Her mom's here! Let's beat it!

Why do you lock yourself inside?

You okay?

The Languedoc Cup, for trifecta and superfecta bets...

A drop.

Dad, stop! She's 8!

So go on.

Tell me.

Know what, honeybun? Go play over there.

So what's the problem?

Your flame sprinkler?

Dad!

What is it?

Vicky.

What's the problem?

Her sense of smell... it's weird.

Your girl's in her own world.

She's not sick.

Ask Jimmy?

Jimmy would put her straight in therapy.

I don't want that.

How are things with Jimmy?

Why the sigh?

Do you fuck?

Dad!

Still don't?

I won't discuss this with you.

With who, then?

Your girlfriends? You never had friends.

The one who clings is such a wasted case,

she won't be much help.

Here he is.

Listen.

Every day, same time,

he comes to the door.

And every day,

I give him tuna.

Good canned tuna.

He loves it.

Once I gave him some nice roast beef.

Nothing. Jacks hit, pal.

Not a bite... but now.

I know there are people starving to death,

but it makes me happy to make him happy.

Go on, pour me a drink.

I'd be happy to!

What do I do?

Buy yourself...

a little ensemble, something sexy.

Show yourself off. You're a potato sack.

Then leave me the kid

and plan a one-on-one, you and your husband.

1 on 1 or 69...

Eat, Vicky.

I hate canned green beans.

I hate this smell the most.

You were hoping I'd pick them in the garden?

All good?

Finish your dinner.

Oh, okay.

Yes, of course.

14 rue des Lilas.

See you tomorrow.

Who was that?

Julia.

I hope you're kidding.

Why "tomorrow"?

What the hell?

No, I can't!

Do you realize? No way!

I don't want her!

It was meant to be a spare room,

but we don't get many guests.

They're Vicky's. You don't mind?

No, not at all.

What happened to you?

I was drunk. I fell.

Nothing serious.

Vicky, give me a hand.

Sorry, I told her to straighten up her mess.

Need anything else?

Can I shower?

Of course.

Can Joanne lend me some clothes?

- I'll ask her. - Thanks.

Thanks for the greeting card.

I was moved.

I'm glad you called.

I'll get you clothes.

She smells like liquor.

Peaty whisky.

You know peaty whisky?

She's your younger sister or older?

Kid sister.

Why doesn't she have an accent like you?

She was born in France, like you.

I was already old when I got here from Senegal.

For a few years, we both grew up here.

Why didn't I ever meet her?

Because we lost touch.

That can happen when you're grown up.

How long since you saw her last?

Ten years.

A conference about what?

Nanotechnology.

What's that?

It's me!

And what's your field?

Nano-biotechnology.

Basically I work with neurons.

Want some cake?

I screwed up my meringue.

It's not the way it usually is.

Very good.

- Really? - I swear.

Season's greetings from the Soler family.

I hope you're well.

It'd be nice to talk someday. Take care, Jimmy.

You okay?

I want her to leave.

I can't bear it.

Girls, wait for me!

Hurry up, Nadine! It's cold!

Hello, girls!

Come here.

Let me introduce... Come, Julia.

This is Julia Soler, 17.

She moved here from Paris.

Vice champion in solo, so applaud her.

Excellent rank.

It's important to make her feel part of the team,

with our Christmas gala coming up.

It's not a competition

but it's important. It's open to the public.

Joanne, take off your dangly things.

- These? - Hoops.

- Yeah, not for gymnastics. - I like them.

- I don't give a fuck. - They suit me.

Take them off. Everyone in position!

Damn.

You didn't forget anything?

Your seat belt.

Hurry up, Vicky!

Love you, honey!

It's my fault, excuse me. I know...

I'll show you the routine.

Wait, look.

Don't laugh!

So...

One, two, three!

Nice.

- Like it? - Yeah!

Thanks.

Your sister said

you work at the fire station?

This is pretty.

- From your girlfriend? - Nadine, got a cigarette?

- Thanks. - Sorry.

I got a light.

Look at me, not Joanne!

So you think we suck.

Yeah, not great.

You mean level zero?

It was sort of a flop.

I'm a good masseuse.

Go on.

Julia? What's wrong?

Julia! Calm down!

- What did you do to her? - Nothing.

A massage.

It's starting again.

I'm here with you.

There's no one, just us four.

Psycho!

Fuck.

She's at your place?

- Who? - Julia.

No.

You wouldn't do that to me.

No.

It's my father.

She went out drinking two nights!

Says who?

Everyone knows.

I didn't.

Jimmy doesn't know?

No.

Did you know the total mass of ants on the planet

is greater...

than the total mass of humans on the planet?

I didn't know.

I saw it...

in a documentary. It blew me the fuck away.

Okay, I'm telling you as a friend:

I'm hearing things.

You know people here.

There are major, major taboos.

It can get out of hand.

What do you mean, "out of hand"? Threats?

Not threats, but you know how people talk.

They talk. Why is your sister here?

My sister was tried in court.

She got treatment and is better now.

They don't care.

If anyone has something to say, they can come tell me.

GREEN SOAP

Toilet Brush!

Ass Brush!

Let go of me!

So what's this?

It's moldy!

Where did you get this?

Stop, not the jars!

They're all gross.

An egg from the cafeteria?

Now I have an idea!

Let's make her eat it!

Pinch her nose!

You're dumb, you're ugly.

Butt Brush, Toilet Brush!

Green soap? Let's wash out her mouth!

Open it!

Vicky, were you playing with the scarf?

Did you strangle them?

Answer us!

What game were you playing?

What happened?

You okay?

What's wrong?

Mrs. Soler!

We waited for you.

We have a problem: we found these 4 children

lying unconscious. We want to understand.

It's Toilet Brush!

- Shut up, you. - Butt Brush!

- How dare you? - Relax, pussycat.

Tell the principal who did this.

- Did you hurt Lilou? - Are you crazy?

No one responds to "Toilet Brush" or "Butt Brush".

- I asked her. - Well, you can't.

- She can't answer? - No, because I'm here.

I asked a question.

They were unconscious. I want an answer.

- Me too! - Cat got her tongue?

- I have mine. - Let me ask her.

There are ways of going about it!

Yeah, right, of course.

Run, run away, go!

Your kid will end up in Delinquency Court!

The apple doesn't fall far.

Bitch.

Bitch!

- What did she say? - "Bitch".

Lunatic!

I didn't strangle them.

I sure hope you didn't!

That's all we need now.

What's with "Butt Brush"?

Do they call you that often?

You have to open up, Vicky,

or else I can't help you.

Pop-Pop.

Tell him... I'm not here.

Put on your mom.

Not here.

Your cart driven by remote, right?

Put her on or I'll cut off your ears.

Here, it's Pop-Pop.

What?

Come by my place. We need to talk.

In the week. I can't tonight.

Bunny, it's you I'm worried about.

That lesbo-pyromaniac is at your place?

Starting Sunday morning the storm heads toward Provence...

Vicky, come help me!

Busy!

Pyromaniac.

Person who has an uncontrollable impulse to start fires.

Can I help?

No thanks, I'm fine.

I bought good wine.

Want a glass?

We don't drink much.

If you want me to go, I will.

You can prepare the octopus.

What do I do?

So...

You take the corners...

and whack it.

Okay. Can I try?

Sure.

Nice and tender.

- What do we do? - We tell no one and cook it.

Wait... there.

Let's check for the rest.

Step two.

"Beat the octopus to tenderize."

It's tender.

"Remove the entrails, beak, eye."

We'll leave it all?

"Startle the octopus."

- Huh? - What?

"Plunge it 3 times in boiling water until the tentacles retract."

It's boiling.

Go easy on my kitchen.

All good? I'm not bothering?

We're working.

Joanne, get dressed.

I am dressed.

Right now!

Known each other long?

Since September.

My daughter always gets carried away with novelties.

At first, then she gets bored.

I prefer to warn you.

Also, she mentioned...

you had some minor mental issues?

Better?

What are you doing?

I have to go.

Why?

I'll miss the last bus.

Wait up.

I'm leaving this place.

Why?

Everyone thinks I'm insane.

- Not true. - You think it too.

What? Why do you say that? It's not true.

I'm not crazy.

I see things.

- What things? - You can't understand.

If you don't try, I'll never know.

I see a little girl.

She scares you?

Yeah.

If you're scared, why don't we both leave?

I've thought it over. We can go to Marseille.

My friend Fanny can put us up there.

Cut the crap.

It's not crap. I've thought it over.

We can leave after the Christmas gala.

You'd run away from your dad's?

Yeah!

I can't spend my life here.

I find it depressing too.

So for Marseille, you'd be okay with it?

Really?

Wait... come here.

What? Did I lose my hoop?

Shit.

Weird.

I love you.

I love you too.

She's bat-shit crazy!

Dad!

Are you stupid?

Thanks, how sweet.

- Is she here? - I'll stop by.

Is she here?

Fuck...

You okay?

Calm down, I'm here.

Relax, it'll be fine, relax...

What's this smell? It stinks!

I'll be right back.

- Hot chocolate? - Yes.

So what's going on?

What's going on?

Stop with your scheming. It's not funny.

My scheming?

It reeks in Julia's room.

It's not me.

And the cooked crow in the garden isn't you?

Okay, punished. No lake today.

What?

You'll go to Pop-Pop's.

You don't decide.

She's boiling birds now.

I'll change. Can I leave you two?

I know what you're up to.

Stop before things go downhill.

Okay?

Watching me swim is a bore.

Don't worry, it's fine.

"Milking grease".

It's to prevent heat loss.

A second skin to protect from the cold.

You have the timer, the whistle.

After 20 minutes, blow it

and I'll come back.

After that it's dangerous.

Dangerous how?

The muscles go flaccid.

You enter a sleeping state.

Your heart eventually stops.

That's why I need someone to watch.

- Why inflict this on yourself? - Inflict what?

The icy water.

I like it.

Why did you come back?

I was passing through Grenoble.

The real reason.

To see you again.

Are you upset I went berserk?

Are you upset I had a child with your brother?

20 minutes.

Nadine!

Don't look!

Julia, look at me.

Look at me! Look at me!

Look at me, I'm here.

Look at me, I'm here, look at me.

Don't be afraid.

Let me help you get rid of that little girl.

Thanks.

Come...

Sit down.

Should I rub your legs too?

What you doing?

None of your business.

Want to play?

No.

Go on, beat it.

No running!

No jumping.

Liar! Fucking liar!

Filthy whore!

You're a fucking lying bitch!

Nadine...

Shut up!

Stop.

You stole my life!

You stole Jimmy from me.

I'm sorry.

Stop it, please.

Fucking liar!

Filthy whore!

Please, stop.

Who's the mojito for?

Me.

Done with that?

Easy on the cocktails.

Yes, Dad.

Jeff!

It's Jeff.

Come!

And he's your friend?

Drop it. Who cares?

I hate these people.

Come on.

Let's sing, Julia.

You're drunk.

Come on, Julia!

We're gonna sing...

And...

Julia, Joanne.

A nice round of applause for Inès!

And now, let's all clap

for Joanne and Julia!

Come on!

Thanks a lot.

Leave me alone!

The devil-dyke has to go!

You've gone crazy?

Daddy?

If Mom hadn't got married to you,

would I have been born?

What do you mean?

If she'd left with Julia to go live in Marseille,

would I exist?

You wouldn't have had a child.

Thanks for the show.

Vicky understood.

Understood what?

About you two.

She's not alone. Everyone understood, I think.

She spoke to me about...

Julia's sexual orientation.

What's Julia's sexual orientation?

Tell me, Mr. Sexologist, explain!

She's orientated vis-a-vis what?

Vis-a-vis the wind? The sun?

Julia's a sunflower.

Calm down.

Stop telling me to calm down.

You fucking pain in my ass!

I can scream if I want to!

You're crazy.

No, that's what you don't get! I'm normal!

A normal human being, understand?

Maybe you should try shouting, living! I dunno.

Even angry, you're a pain!

Maybe I'd want to kiss you,

to be a little happy or to fuck!

Are you done?

Fine, go sleep on the couch.

Wait.

Get out of this room.

Wait.

Out!

Wait, Jimmy, one sec... wait!

Sorry.

Wait, Jimmy.

Mom! Mom!

In the basement.

What is it?

Uno... he's not moving.

What? Wait, show me.

He's going to die.

Let's go to the vet.

He's dead, sweetie.

I'm sorry.

Give him to me.

I hate her.

Who?

Julia.

It's not her fault, honey.

It is. She's mean. She killed him.

Why do you say that?

Do you love Julia more than me?

What?

No!

No, never.

Did you love me before I existed?

- Hot chocolate? - Yes!

- It's here. - Thanks, Mom!

Say goodbye.

Your aunt's leaving today.

Goodbye.

Coffee?

No thanks.

Eat quickly, we're in a rush.

Get moving. Have a nice day, honey.

Here.

You lost it, I found it.

Where is she?

Who?

Stop acting stupid. Joanne.

Oh, Joanne. I have no idea.

And really, I don't give a fuck.

Wife trouble?

Are you crazy? Goddamn whacko!

What the fuck?

No, please! Jimmy, I'm sorry.

Hello, ladies and gentlemen!

Today's Christmas gala begins with our gymnasts.

A warm round of applause!

First pyramid!

Yes, Nadine!

Let's applaud her!

A nice spin!

Thank you, Julia!

Thank you, girls.

Keep up the applause.

We'll now start the second part of the show.

Julia?

Thanks.

MOM 1

- The lake! - What?

What the fuck?

Hurry, she's at the lake!

Mom!

Fuck.

There she is.

- What is it? - Hypothermia.

We'll undress her. Help me!

Come here!

Watch out for her head.

Wait.

We'll take off her pants and cover her.

There. Let's do it.

Pull, Vicky!

We'll cover her up.

Come, let's warm her up.

Lie down.

She's ice cold.

Cover her, Vicky.

- Wait, slow down. - Hurry!

We're at the lake!

You're not too cold?

No.

Is Julia dead?

No.

Could you live without her?

Could you live without Julia?

I don't know.

I don't think so.

Did you ever love Dad?

Mostly when you were born.

Best years of my life.

Whatever I'm going through,

nothing between us will change.

I love you and I always will.

All right.

Don't die.

The other strap broke. We'll do it later.

Prepare to lift.

Lift!

Almost... there, done.

So who's coming with us?

Joanne will go with her.

I'll drive Vicky home.

No, you go, Jimmy.

Go on, my love.

Dad?

Daddy, my little daddy.

I'm here, my little daddy.