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LATIN FOR ALL

OK, and now the helmet of the Black Guard centurion.

So, this helmet was worn by those who guarded

the general.

They were soldiers who protected the Empire.

The helmet is characterist… characteris…

charac… charas…

- Characterized. - Right, thanks.

…characterized by 2 ear shields called

para… pargna…

pargn… pargna…

Go on, Alban. Good work.

Miss, it sucks. Can't we watch "Gladiator"?

- Turn around. - Shut up.

Alban was kind enough to present Roman battle helmets.

We should at least hear him out.

Thank you, miss.

So, this helmet…

Isma, come on.

I'm just having fun.

We have a deal, remember?

But we can always do grammar tests. Up to you.

I meant to throw it in the garbage. It was an accident.

Were you an accident?

Oh, what a burn!

Carry on, Alban.

Dealing with colleagues interrupting

OK, Rose-Marie?

- Like a Thursday. - Can't wait for tomorrow.

Yeah, can't wait for tomorrow.

Class average: 19 out of 20

Hi, I'm Rodolphe Cagnat, a Latin researcher.

I'm the principal's nephew. I'm meeting Delphine Fiat.

Where can I find her? Is it pronounced "Fia"?

- "Fiat." Over there. - OK.

Miss Fiat?

Miss Fiat, hello. I'm Rodolphe, Christine's nephew.

Thanks for reading my thesis.

It means a lot. Don't hold back.

Typos, poorly formulated sentences… I'm here to work.

Actually, I'm a German teacher.

And my colleague just left.

Oh, dear!

Sorry, excuse me.

- Danke schön. - Bitte schön.

Sorry again for disturbing you.

Thanks again. Auf Wiedersehen.

Auf Wiedersehen.

Delphine!

- 'Evening. - Did you see Rodolphe?

He wanted to discuss his thesis.

- Didn't he get my email? - I don't know.

I'll write him. I'm swamped with my classes for the migrants.

I understand. I won't keep you any longer, then.

Thanks, Christine. Bye.

They're balloons for the migrant kids.

We do a circus workshop.

That's great.

Really great. Well done.

Goodbye.

Bravo.

So, what's your name?

We slept together last year.

- Really? - Delphine Fiat.

Know what I think of your costume? 3 syllables: E-le-gance!

I don't fucking believe it. Romain Rodriguez!

Theater studies.

Pepito!

- What're you up to? - I'm a Latin teacher.

Seriously!

I'm a classics teacher.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah!

Are you kidding me?

You're kidding?

- Sure I am! - Fucking hell!

Imagine me teaching declensions to kids who don't give a shit!

- Hell on earth! - Yeah, hell!

I knew it.

The body was drowned,

then placed here.

Think a stranger did it?

I think they're messing with us.

We're dealing with a sick fuck!

Christine, principal

Shit!

Hello, Christine?

We've been selected for the Ludi Latini contest.

- The what? - The Ludi Latini contest!

Declension quiz, grammar multiple choice,

recitation… Wonderful!

- Shame we don't have the budget. - We do!

Icing on the cake: the trip to Naples is sponsored by local government.

We're counting on you to make the podium.

Thank you.

Thank you for this great initiative. It's fantastic.

We'll try our best to do the school proud.

- Can I be frank with you? - Sure.

Your students need to excel.

I'm worried we won't keep the Latin option next year.

So far, I managed to convince the academic inspector, but now…

It's tough.

It's a hot potato.

I'm afraid it may be dead.

How so, "dead"?

In 2 years, Latin has lost 14 students.

That's 7 per year.

At that rate, next year… I'll let you do the math.

5 less 7?

I've always supported you.

Always.

I know that Latin is our school's best asset.

That private school takes our best students every year.

If your class wins the Ludi Latini, we're saved.

- Your option is saved. - Oh, win it?

You're an exceptional teacher.

Thanks to you, we have the best average in Latin of any high school in France.

We're the best in France, but as for Europe…

- You're too modest. - No…

- Oh, yes. - No.

You have everything.

You know every word. So, the sentence is…

Gabin!

"If nothing…"

Alban!

Stéphanie! "…stops me."

If nothing stops me.

Honestly, miss,

it's so complicated. Wow!

It's the subjunctive.

I've explained it 24 times in the past hour.

What's the subjunctive?

OK…

Stéphanie, come on!

This isn't in our average grade?

- It counts to get into college. - Screw you.

The contest's in 2 weeks.

If we fail, forget your good grades in Latin.

Your high-school diploma, etc.

Latin's an imperialist language.

Oh, yeah? And English isn't?

Yeah, gotta learn Japanese.

What does it mean?

Isma, do you want me

to do crib sheets, too?

I got a math test coming up.

Not my problem!

Stop being so lazy and get on with it!

Are you all inbred?

What use are declensions?

No use at all. But Thales's theorem is no use, either.

OK…

Should I put the primary tenses of this verb on the board?

Sorry, Alban! Did I lock you in?

No problem! Really no problem.

And…

You…

I promise I'll learn all my declensions to be at my best.

That makes me very happy.

- Have a nice evening. - Have a…

Good evening.

- Here you are. - Oh, sorry.

- Did I hurt you? - No.

Nice necklace.

It's Fimo clay. A young designer from Dijon.

Go on in. I've got a risotto on the stove.

No problem.

I was thinking about that contest.

I'm sure we can persuade the inspector to keep the Latin option.

Oh, sorry. Bugsy… Hello!

- Oh, good evening. - Hello.

Aren't you a German teacher?

No, not at all.

You said you were.

Yes, but it was a joke.

Oh, right.

You got me.

- I invited Rodolphe. - Yes!

Oh, Bugsy…

He was under the dresser.

Oh, my sweetie pie… Come here, my darling Bugsy.

There you are. He's sweated a lot.

My little rabbit doesn't do that.

She's completely crazy about her rabbit.

I'm going to take some pills

and fall asleep forever.

Auntie, what's the matter?

The water hasn't evaporated.

I used the right amount, but it didn't.

I was sure it… Normally, it evaporates.

- It's delicious. - Yes.

- Risotto soup. How original. - It's too peppery.

Delphine, don't you think that the second part

of the third chapter is a bit dense?

"Learning Latin and Socio-constructivism"?

No. I think it's very fluid.

Really? OK…

But be careful with your links.

They're not always very clear. But I have no problem with the content.

That's a weak point.

You agree with me on language immersion learning?

Sure.

- It isn't utopian? - No.

Latin as a living language… It's not…

I mean, pedagogically speaking…

It's just what my students and I experiment with.

It's pedagogically sound.

See, my boy?

He's afraid he won't be taken seriously.

Auntie, stop it.

But I'm really happy to hear that from a teacher.

You're very welcome. It was a pleasure to read.

I'm pleased!

- So pleased. - Me too.

You're a good match.

- A good match. - It matches.

It matches…?

- It matches… - It matches!

It goes bang, bang, bang between you, huh?

He's ideal to help supervise this trip.

- What? - I'm delighted to accompany you.

- Let's drink. - Uh, no!

Bugsy… Oh, fuck. Bugsy!

What are you doing? What's that?

He shit on my thesis.

- I drink to it. - We could've discussed it.

I can accompany the students to Italy on my own.

But that would be illegal.

It takes 2 people.

You're so cute! I can't

be mad at him, he's so cute!

I want to eat him up!

Hello, my darlings. I'm sorry, my head's not very clear

because it's 8 AM, but I'm going to Italy with this class.

Yeah. We're going to Naples, we'll have fun.

As soon as I get there, I'll send you a little video.

Well, that's it. Alban, can you take my suitcase, please?

What?

I love you, I'll be in touch. What's wrong with you now?

You're crazy. Look, come here. You're looking cool.

He's a wacko!

Come here, everyone.

Meet Mr. Cagnat.

Hello everyone, you can call me Rodolphe.

Mr. Cagnat will be accompanying us.

Yes, I'm very proud to be with you. It'll be a great trip.

Who's this clown?

Rodolphe.

Hello.

They're stuck again.

Thanks.

I woke you, sorry. I have activities for the trip.

Mind if I put on a CD?

- No. - Thanks.

Kids, we're going to do a blind test.

If you find the song or the artist, you get points.

Go for it! Abeamus! Let the music play!

Listen carefully.

Don't help them, Miss Fiat.

10 points for the song, 10 for the artist.

What's this crap?

It's a really big hit. It's easy.

3, 4…

- Excuse me, when do we get there? - When?

6 PM. The chorus…

It's easy, it's the start of…

- If That's…? - If That's What It Takes?

Miss Fiat, don't help them. OK, it's Céline Dion, of course.

- Who's that? - You don't know Céline Dion?

I can't believe it!

Did you never see "Titanic"?

Titanicus!

Céline Dion, kids! Come on, that Quebec accent!

- I prefer Belgian beer! - You too?

With a big side order of fries!

Go on.

- Puella, girl. - No.

I repeat, you have to say the word in Latin.

You have to say puella, then mime a girl.

So, don't say it out loud.

I'll restart the timer. Hold on…

Wait for the sand to go down. Go!

- Mamor. - Read it again.

- Marmor. - Yeah.

I'm a bit dysclexic.

- Dyslexic. He's dyslexic? - Yes.

He's lexic.

Go on, mime it. We're focused.

Watch closely.

A guard?

- A soldier? - A penguin?

- No. - It's not easy.

A dead soldier?

Marble.

- Not bad. That's good, Alban. - A starfish!

- How awkward. - Cleaning?

Try to visualize the letters.

- Ilona, what does marmor conjure up? - Suicide.

OK… They're not on top form.

- They're digesting. - Yes, well…

What a song!

- That's my band. - It's Rodolphe.

Yes, that's me.

What a shirt!

Hey, confiscated!

You can't do that. It's theft.

- I'll file a complaint. - See you at the trial.

Concentrate for 5 minutes. You're unbearable.

If music helps them…

we'll keep going…

Not funny! Who did that?

Fuck! Who did that?

- Isma, was that you? - No!

- Yeah, sure. - Know how much this cost?

- Do you want to hitchhike? - Yeah, yeah.

We could sue you for saying that.

- You're gonna hitchhike, too. - No…

- Smile, come on. - Give us a ride.

Unbelievable!

Miss, are you serious?

The state they must be in, on their own!

No!

Shit! This can't be happening!

I'm responsible for those kids, too!

- Take a drag. - I don't want to. Another one's coming.

- A purple marshmallow! - At least I look cool.

OK, that's it. I'm gonna open the door and jump!

Loser!

I'm jumping! I don't care!

I told you. It's them.

- Stop being a creep. - You go first.

- Do you want a hand? - Please. Thanks.

- Thanks, miss. - Thank Mr. Cagnat, he insisted.

Learn 5 declensions and 5 conjugations by the next stop.

Gross!

It's changed. They've redone everything.

Kids, if you look to the east, on your right,

you'll see Mount Vesuvius.

It's a volcano.

- Stop talking into the mic. - Sorry.

I want to see the Leaning Tower of Pisa.

Gabin, the Leaning Tower of Pisa is in Pisa.

Isn't it nearby?

Nope.

Come on, come on!

Take a good look.

- It's so beautiful. - Crazy, isn't it?

Welcome to my place!

It's steeped in history.

There's the sea!

Yes, there's the… No, Stéphanie!

- Can we swim? - No, don't!

Alban! Your pants!

Miss, give me back my phone.

- No. - I have an urgent video to post.

- For my followers. - Say you're at school.

Look, do you see all this? I gotta crash-test these eye shadows.

It's the first time I've been sent stuff.

Vittorio Mazzola! The biggest specialist

of Virgil's works. Incredible!

Master, allow me…

Excuse me.

I'm a great admirer of your talent

and your work.

I'm a humble researcher of the Latin language.

Here is my thesis

for the writing of which your article…

Delphine Fiat, Latin teacher in Jean-Jacques Rousseau high school.

Nice to meet you!

I'm delighted that you arrived safely,

you who, among the Gauls, have mastered the Latin language.

Thank you very much

for your warm welcome.

Master, your article "Latin as combat literature"…

Thank you.

Easy on the food!

Kids, here's our table! Delphine, our table.

It's amazing.

Feels like we're in Harry Potter!

Except we're screwed!

Geneva's Collège Calvin! Hello. Good luck.

They'll be our nemesis.

The bar is very high.

They're taunting us.

A fine challenge.

What language is that?

Latin.

Is this a cult?

I think so. It's getting weird.

- What? - Alea jacta est.

C'mon.

- Aquis. - Dative or ablative plural of

aqua, aquae, feminine, 1st declension.

C'mon.

Nominative, vocative or accusative plural

of rex, regis, 3rd declension, masculine.

Do something.

Ablative singular of corpus, corporis, 3rd declension.

They know it all.

Ablative absolute.

Genitive singular of exercitatio, exercitationis…

You don't even know the word. Waster!

We're not very high up.

We're right at the bottom.

- We're last. - Yep.

Don't look. It's annoying.

It's only natural. It wasn't an easy test.

You lost your nerve. It was your first time.

- The buzzer's stressful. - We just didn't get it.

We got we're shit.

- Wait… - We'll finish last.

That's all your fault, miss.

- Lousy teacher. - Two-bit teacher.

Stéphanie, when you're not on top, you panic.

They're brainboxes, and we're pitiful.

'Cause you don't teach us.

- Nonsense. - What's all this?

- She hates to fail. - Yeah, sure!

Guys, have we ever studied Latin?

- Never. - What?

Well, a bit…

In your dreams! Don't lie.

- You've never taught them? - Of course I have!

That was the deal. Why lie in front of him?

- What? - If we keep quiet, we get 19…

My phone! You're crazy! You need therapy!

- Never? - The screen's broken.

You should be disbarred.

Too right.

Mind my foot.

Yes, the weather and food are good. I have something to tell you.

It's true! I never taught them.

- I'll call you back. - I'm a bad teacher.

Well, the way people imagine teachers, but now I have hope.

Because I read this. And it changed me.

How do I know you read it?

I read it from start to finish.

And you're really onto something with your method.

For years, I tried and failed

to teach them a dead language when they can just search the net.

And I got discouraged.

But you…

you have an approach that can make all the difference.

Your method can get them to love Latin.

Teaching isn't filling a vase, OK?

It's lighting a goddam fire!

That's the immersion philosophy.

Yes. Thanks to you, we can create a spark.

Maybe even get back on our feet.

Anyway, I want to believe again.

Fuck…

You're right.

Oh, fuck, of course you're right!

If you call your aunt now, you're punishing the students, not me.

Did General Marcellus give up in 212 in the siege of Syracuse?

Did he abandon his soldiers?

Of course not.

We have to fight… for the right to know the roots of our language.

What else are we good for, otherwise? Shit!

Merda, merdae!

That's it, that's it! Thank you, Rodolphe, for them!

- We're going to cheat. - Are you serious?

Given the level of those geeks, we have no choice.

You're telling us to cheat? How immoral!

Immoral! Hey, it's only a Latin contest.

Even if we copy off Stéphanie, it won't work. She sucks, too.

Shut the fuck up, you dumb-ass.

Well, I'll help you.

Get me the questions, and I'll get you the answers.

I don't believe this!

What else can we do?

It'll be super simple. I just need to check out the hall tonight.

- OK. - Can I go?

- No. - No.

- Why can't I ever go? - Because you're too tall.

Say nothing to Mr. Cagnat.

From now on, I want absolute discretion.

I'm risking my job. You're cheating for real, right?

Yes.

Where did you learn to pick locks?

Youtube.

See? You can learn things in life!

The good thing is, we can sit anywhere.

So, we can do what we want,

without getting caught.

- 70. - What're you doing?

92.

I'm measuring, so it's easier to draw a plan.

How do we get the questions?

Don't worry, I'll take care of that.

- Come off it, miss. - Sorry.

Hello!

I saw you passing downstairs.

So, I was wondering maybe you would like a drink.

I know it's a bit late, but…

Never too late.

Hello, Delphine.

It's Rodolphe.

Sorry, I scared you.

Aren't you ready to go to Pompeii?

It's the first immersion day. Make an effort!

This puts me in a complicated position.

I want to get to Pompeii before 7:15.

After that, it's full of American tourists.

'Morning.

I'll wait for you downstairs, OK?

Do we have to pretend we understand?

It's elvish!

Mr. Cagnat is trying to say it's an aqueduct

and it was used to transport water.

Aqueduct. What's aqua, kids?

- It's water. - It's water, exactly.

Ductus from the Latin ducere, to conduct water.

Oh, OK! I see.

It's clearer when you're here?

True.

You've seen an aqueduct before?

Never?

- She's never left Angers. - Shut up.

Isma?

So? Are you drawing Pompeii?

- Put it away. - Show me.

A great way to remember things.

I'm told I have a very good visual memory.

Very good, Isma. So, kids,

Roman cities are all designed the same,

like military camps. There's the Cardo, from north to south.

And the Decumanus, from east to west.

That's it. And in the center, the forum. Here…

- OK, thanks. - Super.

- Now, the house of Adonis. - Put that away.

Last one there is a rotten egg!

Hop, hop, hop!

Do you know why these blocks were placed in the middle like this?

- Alban? - To make you talk!

- No… - In a flood.

That's Pompeii. You could cross without getting your feet wet.

What kind of painting is that?

It's a fresco.

It's the death of Adonis.

That's Venus supporting her lover.

He's just been killed by Mars, the god of war.

Are you sure he's dead? His eyes are wide open.

"She looks upon his lips, and they are pale;

She takes him by the hand. and that is cold;

She lifts the coffer-lids that close his eyes,

Where, lo, two lamps, burnt out, in darkness lies.

Hard-favour'd tyrant, ugly, meagre, lean…

earth's worm,

what dost thou mean…

To stifle beauty…

The Destinies will curse thee…

They bid thee crop a weed,

thou pluck'st a flower."

- OK? - Yes… I'm OK.

It was Adonis's death by William Shakespeare.

- Psartek! - What does Psartek mean?

It means "bravo".

- Classy. - It was great, miss.

- Psartek, Delphine, it was beautiful. - Thank you.

You like poetry, Alban?

I adore it.

And she does it really well.

You know, my favorite poet is Prévert.

- Is he your boyfriend?! - Kids…

Oh, there you are. I don't think you can smoke here.

If asked, say you didn't know.

Sure! If asked how the great fire of Pompeii started,

I'll say I don't know you.

- Sorry. - I've nearly finished.

This is so uncomfortable.

Can I have a drag? Thanks.

God, I hate it!

Can I sit down?

Sure.

- Tired? - Scoliosis.

My back is agony.

Do you often recite Shakespeare?

Well, I love theater. And I was like you, at first.

Highly motivated, dedicated.

And now?

I'm lucid.

I've had those kids since 10th grade.

When they started, they were blank pages.

The extraordinary thing is, 3 years later,

they're still blank pages.

No matter how hard I try, nothing sticks.

Miss, is it normal that there's an etched human penis?

Yes.

- That's not from Roman times. - It is.

Roman sexuality

was completely phallocentric.

It was inconceivable without a penis and penetration.

There were taboo practices,

like cunnilingus which, by the way, comes from Latin,

Cunnus-Is,

second declension singular,

meaning "sheath", by extension the vagina,

and from the verb lingo, lingere, meaning…

- To lick. - Lick, exactly.

Got a grammatical rule or is it intuition?

Intuition.

Miss, could we go back for our grammar lesson?

Bravo, Rodolphe. You've sure motivated them. Let's go.

OK, these are the best positions in the exam room.

I've also anticipated your movements, OK?

Stéphanie, you're in charge of phase 2.

And for phase 1, I need someone discreet.

- Ilona… - Great power of discretion.

Miss, what will my power be?

To listen out for the pens clicking.

- Not bad. - Yeah, not bad.

Is it clear for you too?

Very, yes.

Perfect.

I'm highly qualified.

Good evening, master.

Are you well?

Yes, thanks.

Thanks for seeing me.

Did you read my thesis?

Yes! I devoured it!

- That was fast! - I ate it up!

I'll be brief,

because we don't have time to waste.

Congratulations once again!

- Care for a drink? - Nothing, thank you.

- Nothing? - No, thanks.

A granatina, please.

A granita.

No, water with a cherry cordial.

A granita.

- OK! - Strawberry.

So…

Now then…

Can you imagine a group of musicians

getting on stage without rehearsing first?

No, but…

It's not about…

No.

Or writers.

Writers finding their style

by applying ideas taken from the Internet.

But…

And yet your… "immersion",

as you call it, is really a horrible attempt

to introduce the ancient world to American retirees

on vacation, maybe billionaires.

Latin is not for everyone. You know that very well.

It's a very difficult subject, reserved for the elite.

Thankless.

Only perseverance, determination, and hard work guarantee excellence.

That said, the style is excellent. There's no denying it.

You should write novels!

I have the title: "Rodolphe's Memoirs".

Granita. Not granata.

What are you up to?

Vittorio Mazzola trashed my thesis!

How?

He said it was shit.

- Did he really read it? - I don't know!

You think that in 2 days, he slogged through 812 dense pages?

Did he mention a chapter or a passage?

He didn't read your thesis. He has no reason to help you.

Believe me, I know his type.

Forget him.

- Come on, you'll catch cold. - No.

Come on, I'll buy you a drink.

OK, will you stop sulking?

You don't realize, it's 6 years' work.

Yes, I do. I've done research too.

I wrote a thesis on the reinterpretation of Ovid's myths in 16th-century theater.

- Is that a joke? - Not at all.

I was to be a lecturer.

And as you see, I'm a high school teacher.

The world didn't stop.

What happened?

I so love horny teenagers!

- No, seriously. - My thesis was stolen.

Someone stole your thesis on… the reinterpretation…

The reinterpretation of Ovid's myths.

- Who'd steal that? Is it precious? - Yes.

It had a certain success.

It happens a lot.

At the time, I had a thesis supervisor

who I found very involved.

I sent him everything I did.

And over time, I found out

that he was writing an article with my work.

- No way! He stole all your thesis? - Yes.

Didn't you file a complaint? Didn't you tell the powers that be?

No, I was very much in love, so I was very disappointed.

Then… I couldn't publish it. It was pretty much over for me.

I hid in a high school and waited for it to blow over.

Well, that's super sad.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

And this is for you. It broke on the way.

That's sweet, thank you. I'll put it in my hair.

It suits you.

- Excuse me. - Sorry.

Try the rum punch.

Yeah, it's a limoncello rum punch!

That's not very Italian!

- Let's test it. - Hey, limoncello spritz!

- 110 euros! - Thanks.

We got well screwed, if I may say so.

Hey, it's on me!

Thanks!

Oh, shit!

I leave you for 5 minutes, and it's a disaster!

Oh, Jeez! We're sorry!

Oh, shit…

'Morning.

Excuse me.

- Wait, you have your… - I'm stuck.

Sorry.

- Excuse me. - Thanks.

Miss!

Rodolphe isn't in his room!

I'm coming! Yes!

We're here!

Hello. I'm sorry, but the test begins in 10 minutes

and your students were searching for you.

I know. I am ready.

Rodolphe isn't in his room.

He went to the archaeological museum.

Well, I think he did.

Coming.

- The exam's in 10 minutes. - Shit!

- Hurry! - But I'm going to the museum?

You're going to your room!

Shit, I hurt myself.

Oops. Sorry.

- What's wrong with you? - Accident.

Now what? You're a pain. Always making a fuss.

You hurt his ankle.

I'll tell the teacher.

Be quiet!

Sorry!

Are you ok?

The test will start soon.

Be ready.

Go.

Sir, I don't have any subject.

I only have white paper.

Here it is.

My apologies.

Bucephalus is descended from one of Diomedes' mares.

A Thessalian merchant, Philonicus,

from Farsala, shows it to Philip II of Macedonia.

But the horse proves so stubborn, the king refuses to buy it.

As he orders the horse to be taken away,

Alexander, Philip's son…

The protector of markets, merchants, and profits,

under the influence of Hermes, the god of travelers…

Admire the athletic Venus pendula. More disturbing is

Pan tending to a languorous goat.

The Penis God who spreads abundance…

Can you take a picture of me?

Thank you very much! You have to just press the…

- Yes. - Here. Thank you.

Cheese.

Oh, fuck!

Anybody there?

Hello, how are you?

I'm feeling sick.

Tourista.

Hey, Delphine, it's Rodolphe.

I sent you a photo. Don't open it. it was an accident.

I was thinking of you… as a colleague.

I'm at the archaeological museum.

You're not a student.

I'm sorry. Gastroenteritis.

What were you doing in there?

Where are you going?

See you later. A doppo. Al dente.

Mister? Can I go to the toilet, please?

Five minutes left!

What a crazy comeback!

The French school is second in the ranking.

Incredible!

- They'll know we cheated. - Shut up.

Excuse me.

- Sorry about my enormous phallus. - What?

Didn't you get my message?

No, my phone's broken.

Oh, OK, good… Is it going well?

Yeah, it's neck and neck.

OK, great.

We were last. We're second now.

- Is this a joke? - No.

- Great, huh? - No way, something's wrong.

No…

My method worked!

Yeah…

See? You really are the last person to believe in you.

He's saying we'll play a game of paganica.

If we win, we could double our points.

- We don't know the rules. - What's panica?

Paganica. An ancient game like dodgeball.

I'm not good at sports.

It's crazy. There are lots of interesting games and… paganica.

Yes! Miss Fiat, you're not allowed on the pitch!

Come on! Come on!

No, don't do that.

We're on the same side!

Hey, you!

I'll break your bones and drink your blood.

Surprise, guys! We made it. We're first!

- Yeah, Gabin! - You believed in us!

- How many are there? - 10,000 of us already!

- 10,000 people! - We'll make lots of videos for you!

We'll even create our own special war cry.

We're gonna win!

We're bringing the cup back to France!

Costumes?! Aren't we going a bit too far?

What happens in Naples, stays in Naples.

- That's nice. - Yeah, it's weird.

- Take it easy. - Smile.

Oh, that's good.

It's beautiful. Miss, what's this?

That's a Gorgon costume.

The Gorgon was a girl called Medusa.

She was so pretty, she was raped by Poseidon.

It was in Athena's temple.

Athena was jealous, so decided to punish her.

She turned her hair to snakes

and said anyone who looked her in the eye would be turned to stone.

She gets raped and punished. Horrible!

That's mythology.

But she's also a terrifying symbol of feminine power.

- It's for me! - No, I found it first!

Take it easy!

I've got great news.

Christine is joining us in Naples.

She's bringing the inspector.

- You're joking? - No, I swear.

I said my method worked great, so they're coming

to celebrate. We'll save the Latin option.

Hail, Bacchus! We who are about to die salute you.

Hail.

You're magnificent, ma'am.

The restroom trick was brilliant.

But with the inspector in the audience,

we can't fool him.

So, what is this Recitatio test?

You have to learn a text in an hour, then recite it perfectly.

Sorry, but you can't learn a text by heart.

Actually, it's easy.

We just get it beforehand, so we have more time to learn it.

- Smart. - Where do we find it?

Sylvie, there's a call for you. A parent needs to talk to you.

- Really? - Yes.

Shitum.

I've put him on hold, but it sounds pretty urgent.

Good luck.

Vittorio, do you want to join us for dinner?

Yes, of course. Excuse me. Good job!

Maybe let's have a drink first?

Good evening.

Well, look at this.

This isn't a party vibe, kids!

What did I say about your phones?

They didn't have phones back then.

- You make a lot of noise. - That's how it is.

- Isn't it too tight in the crotch? - Uh, no.

You're getting it everywhere.

- 'Evening. - Changed your costume?

Oh, yes, so I have.

It suits you.

Thanks. Suits you, too. Very pretty.

- Yeah, you're very pretty. - Hello.

I'm glad somebody chose than costume.

I didn't dare to wear it.

And I did… so. I dare.

- Do you have to sword, too? - Yeah.

- It is very big. - A bit ridiculous.

- I'm so scared. - It's not the size that matters.

Well, it depends on the occasion.

I could kill you.

You kill me…

He's making fun of you.

Come to my room tonight,

depraved little nymph.

Want some?

I made you a sandwich. Kiwi and basil.

I'm going to get… something to drink.

There's a drink here.

Yes, but I'm going to get some fresh air.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

Good evening, my Queen of Egypt.

I won't sleep with a slave.

Where is Caesar?

I see. I'm going to call him.

My queen.

Let yourself fall into bed, my queen.

Let's remain fearless for the whole night.

Lying on my back, belly naked,

I pierce both my tunic and my coat.

My flail marks your cotton veil with fire!

Tremble like a ship, caught in a violent wind!

Here I am, Cleopatra!

Cleopatra?

It's a game?

Here I am, Cleopatra!

Caius Julius Caesar!

General.

Consul.

Father of the country.

Hey, Delphine, it's Rodolphe.

I sent you a photo. Don't open it.

If you did, sorry, it was an accident.

I was thinking of you… as a colleague.

I'm at the archaeological museum.

I didn't realize there were so many statues.

It's so… so goddam boring!

It's boring without you.

I hope it's going well.

And even if it isn't,

which is likely, never mind, it's just a contest. Carpe diem.

I had a great time.

Maybe one of the best memories of my life.

You'd say I have a shitty life, but I wanted to thank you.

You really are an amazing teacher.

Even if you're not that academic.

If you give your students great grades,

it's not because it suits you. It's mainly to encourage them.

It's your way of telling them they don't suck. And…

I think you love them a lot, and they love you too.

I love you a lot, too.

And…

I don't really remember the night we spent together,

but I think it was really great.

Let's get ready

for tonight's Recitatio test.

So, I've chosen a text at random: "The Art of Love"

- By Ovid. - Brilliant!

Yes, it's a poem that sets off the labial sounds.

It's ideal to practice with. Go on.

Isma…

Stéphanie…

Memorize the sentences.

To take them in, we'll play the mirror game.

Isma, Stéphanie, come with me.

Look each other in the eye and try to copy your gestures,

as if you were facing your reflection in the mirror.

That's the mirror in front of you. Go on.

That's it.

Miss, this is so embarrassing.

Why's that? Don't you want to touch Stephanie's hands?

No, it's not that. It's just that… I don't know… I'm embarrassed.

Yeah, it is embarrassing.

OK, I'll show you, it's easy. I'll do it with Mr. Cagnat.

- Come over here. - No, thanks.

Ask Gabin.

We're the only adults here, Mr. Cagnat. Will you help me?

Don't be in your head. Experience the text with your body.

And you'll memorize twice as fast with my exercises.

We're listening and looking at each other.

Do you understand?

Yes.

Yes?

OK, we're through the looking glass!

Yeah.

- Is it the myth of Narcissus? - Uh, no.

No.

You said Jenga. Think of the game.

No, iungi.

Oh, sorry.

Let's start again.

Sir, I listened to your album of Latin songs.

- You did? - Yeah. I really like it.

Especially "Lente Lente", the cover of "Despacito".

With the tap dancing, it's a bit flamenco.

- Thanks, that's nice. - Really, well done.

What's your tattoo?

- What? - What's that?

I did it yesterday.

- Roman numerals? - Yeah.

What?

- Delphine! - Yeah?

Why did you choose this text?

Why did I choose "The Art of Love"?

- It was my mood at the time. - Really?

On a whim?

I'm sorry, miss.

How long are we gonna mess around like this?

You're cheating.

Think it's funny?

No, I don't, but it's no big deal.

Not to you. Nothing is a big deal to you.

What really matters to you? What's your limit?

You lie to everyone. Are you ever sincere?

Are you ever sincere?

All you care about is your quiet little life.

To go screw that Italian hunk who's full of crap.

- What? - Show some respect in front of them.

You talk about them as hopeless cases,

but you hold them back, make them cheat.

That's a pathetic thing to do.

- You liar… - It's not my fault

if you're naive enough to think that 16-year-olds

will sing Céline Dion in Latin!

Nobody cares about Latin. What world do you live in?

- OK… - To hell with your thesis!

No-one's read it!

- OK… - You're crazy!

- You're on your own! - OK…

OK, thanks.

What?

Kids, we may not see each other again. Sorry. I'm going back to France. But…

Don't let anyone make you believe

that you're worthless, OK?

And don't give up.

Are you OK, Alban?

He's in love with you, miss.

Yeah, he realizes you've had everyone but him.

- What're you doing? - Alban! What the hell?

- Stop! - I can't, I'm going downhill!

I'm going downhill!

Wait! Alban!

What's the point of living?

- Don't be silly! - You don't look at me!

Get down off there!

You don't care! You don't see me!

I'm sick of you!

I hate you all!

- I want to die! - Alban, don't scare me!

Come down now! Come down!

Shit!

Fuck!

You know we're 20 years apart, Alban. That's a lot.

I know, but…

girls my age just aren't mature enough for me.

You'll find a nice girl your age. You're a great guy, Alban.

And Rodolphe has a point: I can be a real pain.

- What happened with him? - Who asked you?

Look, we know each other now. You can tell us.

So, something did happen.

Let's say something half happened.

Was it good?

Yeah, it was.

But he's gone. And it couldn't have gone any further.

Why not?

Because…

It's not enough to just look good.

Rodolphe is intelligent, inquiring, passionate, persevering…

The works.

I didn't say he was ugly. I said he left.

That's not the problem. It's like you're afraid,

afraid of failure. That's why you believe in nothing.

Maybe you have a trauma from your childhood.

Hey, Psychology magazine!

We got a contest to win. Cut the crap!

Manu, let's go. Where is he now?

Where are you?

Come on, move your ass. Let's go.

You'll be OK, don't worry.

How dare they? They just don't get it! Listen:

"Despite the quality of your makeup in the Medusa video,

we don't wish to keep working with you."

You got 10,000 views. That's a lot.

Apparently, "the Medusa figure is a disruptive symbol.

- It doesn't meet our brand standards." - Disruptive?

No such word. It doesn't have a Latin root.

Give the marketing advisor that!

I'll say that the Medusa is a big fuckin' feminist symbol.

So, they can shut up. I'll tell 'em straight out.

That's why we say "petrified".

What?

When you're so shocked, you can't move.

Oh, OK…

The Medusa petrifies people, right?

The Medusa petrifies…

Miss, what do you think?

I think I owe Rodolphe an apology.

We're on now.

- Do you want some help? - I'm not staying.

- I trust you. - No way!

You're gonna save the Latin option.

Break a leg, dammit!

Taxi!

Miss!

She runs fast!

- Quick! - What're you doing?

- You're on! - Out of the way!

No way!

You need saving, not Latin.

Your love life is a wreck.

The school's counting on you!

Isma's got it covered.

Mister, follow that car!

It's like in the movies! I love it!

Go, go, go!

Hello. The train to France…

It's not possible.

I've got a friend who is leaving for France from here.

You have to go to the Napoli Centrale station,

and then take a train to Torino Porta Nuova,

then change to Torino Porta Susa,

then Torino Porto Susa, take a train to Paris.

He took a plane.

- How to get to Napoli Centrale? - At 5.

There he is! We gotta go!

Why are you here?

You were right!

You can interest kids in a dead tongue.

And your immersion idea isn't at all crazy.

Gotta keep going. Latin for all is great.

I don't believe you anymore.

- You must. - No.

- Get down and talk. - I can't believe you anymore.

- When you kissed me… - You kissed me.

Yes, I kissed you.

Well…

didn't you find it was… promising?

I did.

You don't have a dead tongue!

Will you please stay?

Open up! Wait!

The green button…

Press the button!

Low battery

Shit…

My guitar's on the train.

My guitar! Hey, my guitar!

Please! Stop it!

Alban, tell the controller…

No! Dammit!

There's my charger… and my thesis! My thesis! No!

If that's what it takes.

Louder!

Is that Latin or not?

LATIN FOR ALL

Modern Latin…

Latin for all! Are you with me?

Latin for all!

"You make big fires by rubbing little rocks"

Yeah

Rodolphe Cagnat

C-A-G-N-A-T

Ad vitam Delphine Fiat

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