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- [birds chirping] - [crickets chirping]

[grumble]

[upbeat and energetic theme]

[a car honks]

[buzzing]

- Ah! - What?

I hit something.

[they laugh]

Come on.

[he breathes]

[the gate creaks]

Oh no, come on, come on!

[squeaks, creaks]

[a dog barks in the distance]

Dad?

Mom?

We're here!

[He goes upstairs.]

Are you there?

[Louise] Huh... huh?

Dad?

- Is anyone there? - [Louise] Mom?

[he knocks]

Mom?

[Louise] Pierre! Jules!

They went for a walk.

What?

"A walk"?

That's nonsense.

They're asking us to come right away,

We're driving 700 bornes, and they...

They're going for a "walk"!

Don't worry— they might be just fine.

I'll admit it, I was scared out of my wits.

Louise, if they were doing just fine,

they wouldn't have told us:

"Come as soon as you can.

"P.S.: We love you."

It's true that "we love you,"

That's not exactly reassuring.

- If it were serious, they'd say so. - But no, that's exactly the point,

If it's serious,

You say it out loud.

That's a bit trickier.

They're so delicate...

Yeah, that sucks.

[a crow caws]

[Jules] I don't get it,

The last time I saw them, they were in great shape.

- It can happen to you out of the blue. - [Pierre] The lottery.

[Louise] I wonder which one of the two.

If it's Dad or Mom who's going to die.

[a distant caw]

Or both.

If anything, that would be better.

Why do you say that?

Can you believe it?

You spend 40 years with the same person,

And one morning, she's gone.

See? Move.

You wake up, you're alone, you eat alone, you go for a walk alone.

You're talking to yourself.

It's better to go as a couple.

That's exactly

What Mom told me. - Huh?

What exactly did she tell you?

Well, maybe someday,

One of the two was catching something serious,

irreversible, sort of...

They'd rather leave together.

- To leave... - Yes, Loulou, “to leave.”

- Yeah, well... - Yeah, well.

At the same time, it's easy.

They can jump off the Pont du Gard.

They can drive there

against a large sycamore tree.

There are some on the road to Maillane.

It's okay, Jules, we get it.

[Louise is crying]

No, no, Loulou, come on, stop it.

Loulou.

- Come on, come on, let's stop, let's stop. - Yes.

[The clock strikes three ominous chimes]

[Jules sighs]

[birds chirping]

[a dog barks in the distance]

What are they doing?

It would be easier

if we didn't like them.

Hmm, seriously.

I should have told them more often that I loved them.

Me, too.

I told them.

- Often, too. - Brown-noser.

No!

What a huge brown-noser!

Not at all—it's love.

I'll give you some

love!

- I love you! - Stop it!

Stop it, you're hurting me!

[shouts and laughter]

[Someone knocks on the window.]

Hi, kids.

We're back!

Thank you for coming so quickly.

Would you like something to drink?

- No. - No, that's fine, thank you.

Want a piece of cake?

We're not very hungry.

Pierre?

Not too crowded

On the road?

No. No, no, no.

So you picked them up in Avignon.

Were you on the same train?

No, Dad. Louise is coming from Paris,

As for me, I was in Brittany.

- In Brittany? - At the Poetry Fair.

You know.

Yes.

Yes, yes.

Oh yeah, that's right!

But Brittany is far away.

- Dad! - Yeah, sorry.

Well, tell us.

What's going on?

So.

Um...

Alice.

So...

It's not easy.

We don't either, so go ahead.

We're leaving.

Man... damn, I can't believe it!

Damn, I knew it.

[They sigh and cry.]

Wait... Both of you?

Yes, we've always done everything together,

That's normal.

We weren't going to break up

after 40 years of living together.

Of course, the plane tree.

It wasn't easy

as a decision.

But now that you're all grown up,

You don't need us anymore.

Come on, of course it is!

In your day-to-day lives, you are adults.

Really?

You're brave.

It takes a certain amount of courage,

It's a big step into the unknown.

I wouldn't be surprised.

The Big Trip.

"I picked this sprig of heather; autumn is gone—remember that."

"We don't

"We'll never see each other again on earth..." - No, hey, Jules!

Stop, stop.

[Pierre sighs]

So, um...

So you've decided to... ...do that when?

In a week.

[screams of terror]

How about in seven days?

Yeah, a week, I guess.

Why so fast?

We won't have time to say goodbye to you.

It was much cheaper.

Outside of the school year.

For airline tickets.

But why are you flying?

To go to Cambodia.

It's more convenient.

In Cambodia?

Yes, in Cambodia.

Wait...

Wait a minute.

I don't understand anything anymore.

You're asking us to come right away...

to let us know that you're going on vacation?

But you are

seriously ill people.

That's so cruel—we thought that...

Go die, damn it!

Oh, no.

Oh, I'm sorry.

We're sorry.

We're doing great.

We're doing great.

Ah!

We invited you here to tell you about our new life.

We made a big decision.

Our New Life in Cambodia.

We're moving to Cambodia, for good.

To make our dream come true

before I can't anymore.

Hiking.

No. No, Louise.

We're going to open an orphanage.

For orphans, I guess.

Orphans?

Orphans

Cambodians.

But what's the point?

What do you mean? Because they need it.

They have more relatives,

They're homeless.

Isn't that a good idea?

- Yes. - Yes, yes.

- Yes, yes. - Yes.

No, but we weren't expecting that.

We thought we were going to become orphans.

What great news!

Mom! Dad!

Come on, let's go!

You guys are amazing.

Ah, Jules!

My bro!

Stop it!

We're relieved

that you take it that way.

That's quite a change.

Especially for those

who still bring in their dirty laundry.

I'm really going to miss that.

- Jules... - I don't believe it.

Does your mom do your laundry?

What a shame.

My machine is broken.

- Hmm. - OK.

- No solidarity? - None.

I've prepared something for you

lasagna,

your favorite dish.

With tomatoes

from the garden.

Jules's favorite dish.

Really?

Well,

kids,

You set the table.

We're in for a treat.

Hey, Julo?

- We're counting on you. - Of course.

I'm keeping an eye on you.

Ah...

[phone]

[Someone knocks on the window.]

Julo, shall we shift into second gear?

What's up with all these fascists?

You've come to the right place at Alice and Vincent's.

[beep]

[man] Hi, everyone! We cut our vacation short.

[woman] It's pouring!

Global warming, my foot!

- We'll stop by to see you tomorrow. - That was Yves and Marie-Ange!

You blew my eardrum out.

Mom,

Where did this idea of an orphanage in Cambodia come from?

It's a long-held dream.

Right, honey?

When we were twenty, we were going to join

an organization that worked with Cambodian children.

And then,

Life had other plans.

You've arrived.

Sorry.

Your plates.

But we didn't know.

You don't know everything about your parents.

On our next vacation, we'll bring the kids,

Caro loves Asia.

Caro "loves" Asia!

Caro "loves" it, too

Africa?

I should have drowned you

when you were little. - Pierre!

I'm sorry, Mom.

So how are you going to do that?

[the cork squeaks]

[the cork pops]

You'll have to tell me all about it!

Dad, Mom, how are you going to do that?

Um... do what?

Financially, to get the project off the ground.

We got in touch

with facilities

and professionals

to help us

to set up this humanitarian project.

But financially.

I'm trivial,

but with your teacher's pension, which isn't exactly...

You don't have too much

some money set aside.

We'll figure it out.

Because, hey, Dad, building an orphanage, even in Cambodia,

You need the resources.

Yes,

all the same.

Yes, he's right.

Oh!

Oh no, did you sell the house?!

No way!

We'll never sell this house!

All right, let's get started!

We're going to wreck your lasagna, Mom.

Wait. You didn't answer my question.

But how are you going to do that?

"financially"?

The question isn't complicated.

Wait a minute—something doesn't add up here.

Let me explain,

Tell me what's going on, or I won't come see you—that's it!

Pierre, you're being a little extreme there.

Yeah, that's pretty extreme.

But they're hiding something from us, come on!

So, if you don't tell the truth,

As for me, I'm not coming!

All right, that's enough!

Hmm...

We have "agné à otri."

What? We didn't quite understand, Mom.

We won the lottery.

The lottery?

- Shh. - Really? No way! That can't be true!

In the lottery?

But you said that this game was stupid.

That was well deserved,

money.

Monopoly,

It was forbidden. - That's right!

We've said some silly things from time to time.

At your age, you need to sort things out.

We won the lottery!

"On, on"!

"We" won the lottery.

Huh? Yeah, yeah.

[the buzzing of a fly]

Yes, sorry. Yes, yes.

"You" won the lottery.

Wait, that's unbelievable.

What were you thinking?

We were in the village with some...

Hmm.

At the Café du Sanglier.

We were a little tipsy, so just for fun,

We played one set of numbers.

And we won.

[Pierre laughs]

- That's it. - There you go.

That's all.

Well, we're not going to

the whole dinner was about that.

No, no. And...

How much?

"How much?"

The amount of the winnings.

Oh, oh...

Enough

to care for people who need it.

And give

a little bit of happiness.

We understand the concept perfectly, but please forgive us for bringing it up again,

How much?

Pierre, we don't like talking about money.

Especially at the table.

Money doesn't mean anything.

It all depends on what you feel like doing.

It doesn't matter

your resources.

Oh, well, actually, yes.

Besides, it's none of your business.

Okay.

We're a family, aren't we?

How much do you have?

on your account?

- It's not the same thing. - Are you sure?

You earned that money, so do whatever you want with it.

Well, as for us, with this windfall,

We decided

with your father

to make our dream come true.

And to make you

lasagna.

Okay, come on, I'm hungry.

You're right.

It's your money,

That's none of our business.

On the other hand...

You're not helping me— am I the only one wondering about this?

Pierre, we're not inside your head, either.

We get the idea, but...

(It's better if the oldest child asks.)

(Ah, I see, OK.)

Um... Just... Are you planning to...

Spend it all on the orphanage?

Or do you plan to...

give us a little, even just a tiny bit,

to us, your children?

I'm just wondering.

No.

[Louise drops her utensils]

Really?

No.

Right?

No.

Right?

No.

No, aren't you going to give us anything?

Well, no.

[turtledoves are cooing]

OK, well...

No, no, but you have to make choices—that's for sure.

It's true that we're doing okay.

Stop...

Compared to orphans, Pierre.

Except that we're your children.

And we have to

Share everything with you?

That's kind of what we've been doing with them ever since they were born.

I don't know, Dad, but...

We are your children.

We're part of the same family,

You might have expected —I don't know...

Yes, we take care of one another.

We celebrate Christmas, and we cry together at funerals.

We love each other, we argue, but we're not married.

Well, that's it.

Any other questions, Pierre?

Well, then...

Shall we dig into this lasagna?

Let's take them down!

- Hey, are there any beaches in Thailand? - They're going to Cambodia.

Are they allowed to do that here?

To take care of orphans?

No, don't give us anything.

Yes, we're adults.

It's pretty crazy, isn't it, that they're not giving us anything?

- Louise, right? - Yes, yes.

So, just say it!

I don't make a dime at the hospital— I wouldn't have minded that.

But that's their choice.

That's a pretty weird choice, though.

I'm not saying they give everything away,

But one little thing— symbolically speaking, it's not...

Symbols are important.

Can't you push a little harder?

(Come on, Pierre, go ahead.)

(You're really good at that, you've always been so good at it.)

Yeah.

So?

And I'm weak.

- I'm scared. - Oh, Jules.

At least respect yourself.

Kids!

- Are you coming? - Yes, Dad, we're on our way.

"Yes, Dad," but come on...

(You're idiots.)

Phew...

- Jules, Jules. - What?

(Let's go.)

(Wait, wait, wait.)

(I'm scared, I'm scared.)

Oh, damn it, come on.

- (Wait, wait.) - No, go ahead.

(Come on, Jules, you're a winner—go for it.)

Here's to your new life.

And at the orphanage.

At the orphanage.

At the orphanage.

And above all...

- To all those little orphans. - Who are very lucky.

Plus, having parents.

No.

To have you both, now, as my parents.

Honey,

We won't let you down,

We're going to take care of children in need.

Yeah, well, kids

who live 11,000 kilometers away.

Because orphans— they're everywhere.

You could do the same thing in France.

In Avignon, Aix,

Limoges.

It would cost less.

Yeah, that's true.

Right, Louise?

Right, Louise?

Yes, that's true.

Besides, it would be easier

because we'd see you more often.

- Hmm. - Hmm.

No, and besides...

Yes, and then...

I don't know...

(Ecology.)

And when it comes to carbon footprints, the environment, and all that...

That's serious, yeah. And anyway, we're going to have to get to work.

A Paris–Phnom Penh flight is more expensive than a Paris–Avignon flight.

There are four of us traveling,

Can you imagine the budget?

So, you'll have to decide who's coming and who isn't.

Phew... never mind. I can just picture myself...

♪ It'll Be You ♪

♪ Who's going to Grandpa and Grandma's this year? ♪

♪ in Cambodia. ♪

"Sorry, Victoire, you missed your turn again.

"You're going to be alone again during the holidays."

What's the problem?!

[owl hoots]

You need money, right?

No...

No, but really! We live well compared to others.

Are you in good health?

My cholesterol is a little high, but I'm okay.

How about you? Are you okay?

- Well, yeah, I'm fine, I guess... - Yeah, me too.

Yeah, well, there you go.

You're doing well compared to others.

It could be better, just like everyone else.

But overall, it's okay, right?

- Yes, yes. - Yes.

You have suffered

When you were a child?

[all] No.

Did you miss anything?

No.

You have no idea.

You could have been born in Syria, in Afghanistan,

be sold into slavery at the age of four.

No, you were born under a lucky star,

with pretty cool parents.

And we passed it on to you

what we were supposed to pass on to you.

I'm talking about principles.

- Of course. - Yes, of course, yes.

After that, you did whatever you wanted with it.

We weren't perfect, but we did the best we could.

And today, we've chosen to give our time and this money

to these underprivileged children.

And we'll invite our grandchildren

to come as often as they'd like.

There you go.

There you go.

Well...

That's clear, isn't it?

It's not worth it

to insist?

Exactly.

I'm not really hungry anymore, so I'm going to bed.

We'll let you clear the table.

Good night.

Good night, Dad.

Good night, Mom!

And thanks, Mom—your lasagna was so good!

Hi!

[an owl hoots]

It's freezing, isn't it?

So, now that they're armored,

Who cares?

[Louise] No, but come on, Pierre, you're taking it too far.

It was a little tense, wasn't it?

"Tense"?

They won the lottery, and they won't give us a dime.

- You're not going to let this go? - No.

- You were really annoying the whole dinner. - Shh...

They're in good health—that's great— and they have a project they're really excited about,

We shouldn't spoil their fun.

Loulou is right.

We tried, but it's a lost cause.

You guys are such a pain, I can't believe it.

That's it, let go, let go.

- Phew... - Pierre, chill out.

- They really deserved it. - You're right, everything's fine.

It's their money.

There you go.

- To our dear parents. - To our dear parents.

Alice, the answer is no.

We've already talked about this, and we agreed.

Yes, I know.

No, but I didn't think it would be this hard.

I have to admit, neither do I.

They sure came back with a vengeance, those little bastards.

We knew they weren't going to be overjoyed, but...

They're not going to make the decision for us.

Yes, but it's true.

You're right, they just need some time to process the information.

Things will be better tomorrow. Come on.

Exactly.

Also, I wanted to tell you, you were perfect.

Patient, but firm.

- I don't know. - Oh, yes, I do.

I actually thought it was pretty sexy.

Hmm, wow.

Money's no problem.

That's fine.

Pierre?

How much do you think they won?

I don't know, you know...

An orphanage in Cambodia,

You don't have to look far.

150,000, 200,000, 500,000 euros.

- Oh yeah, really. - That's huge.

It helps.

[Jules] 500,000 euros?

Probably less.

"Even less"—even 500 euros—I would have taken it.

As for me, even 250 would make me ecstatic.

That's impressive, your financial ambition, guys.

What about you, Pierre?

What would you do if you won the lottery?

What if I won the lottery?

I would fund a community farm

which would be run by former inmates.

A kind of eco-friendly, contemplative guesthouse.

Without a cell phone.

Where people would live naked.

They would make honey. But wait—organic honey.

Really?

Nah, just kidding!

I actually believed it!

As for me, it's the red Porsche 911 Carrera!

- Now that's classy! - Shh.

- Except that we're your kids. - We're all part of the same family.

We have to make choices.

- Except that we're your children. - We're all part of the same family.

OK, Loulou, if you win the lottery,

You'll stuff yourself with feta and grilled calamari

by the pool?

- Yeah, so what? Is that bad? - Yes.

It's beautiful.

A wonderful, very generous life plan.

First, I'll give

money

to a humanitarian effort.

- Yeah, that's true, yeah. - Really?

I donate, too.

But first, I'm going to hire a guy to take down Berthier.

Who is Berthier?

It was a guy who posted in a tweet

that my criticism oozed...

Get ready.

"The Bitterness of the Failed Writer."

Oh no, look, he's pissed.

The way he talks to my brother!

You didn't know that?

That guy—I'm going to smash his knees with a baseball bat.

Yeah!

Hm, hm, hm, hm!

Oh.

You've started to make a dent in the inheritance.

You did the right thing.

We need to talk to you.

- Again? - Have a seat.

You guys are weird,

For 45 years, you haven't lifted a finger,

no surprises,

and then, bam!

The lottery, Cambodia, the orphanage.

How much?

"As much as you want" of what?

Your mother and I have been thinking about it,

We figured that your reaction might be normal.

Even if we think it's mediocre.

But hey, that's just us— we didn't raise you right.

You've been far too lucky in life,

So that makes it a little challenging.

But we love you, and we want you to be happy.

So, how much?

Are you kidding me?

No, no.

Are you sure?

Yeah, we had a big fight,

We've made up our minds,

So please, be kind and reply to us.

How much money do you need to be happy?

Dad,

Mom...

It's complicated.

You may decline.

- No, no, no! - No, no, no.

But that's awkward.

Why?

Because it's your money and because it's hard to say.

We understand.

Write it down.

Write down the amount if it's too complicated.

It's not that simple; it depends on how much you earned.

No, that's exactly why it doesn't depend.

Please give us an amount that you think is fair.

- We'll let you know if it's possible. - Is that clear?

Any questions?

- Well... - No? Okay, fine.

Let's go.

Don't stay up too late, kids.

Remember to turn off the lights— it's not...

[ensemble] "It's not Versailles."

Yeah, we know.

You were perfect, sweetheart.

Do you think so?

Authoritarian, but fair.

Thank you.

In my opinion, they're going to have a terrible night.

[they laugh]

- Let's take turns. - No, but...

Reatrei

suostei.

Yes.

Good night to you, too, sweetheart.

Thank you, honey.

[they laugh]

What would make us truly happy?

Oh, what a lousy question.

So, how much are we asking for?

"How much?" you're going to ask,

I don't know about that.

- We'll decide together, right? - Yes.

No, they asked each and every one of us

which would make him truly happy.

What are you doing?

- Wait, did you figure it out? - Pierrot, tell us!

- How much are you going to ask for? - Don't be so stingy!

Please.

Good night, kids.

Oh, what a crappy night.

[they sigh]

(What a pain in the ass...)

Damn!

[the wild boar grunts]

["Wild World" by Cat Stevens]

♪ Now that I've lost everything to you ♪

♪ You say you wanna start something new ♪

♪ And it's breaking my heart that you're leaving ♪

♪ Baby, I'm grieving ♪

♪ But if you want to leave, take good care ♪

♪ Hope you have lots of nice clothes to wear ♪

♪ But then a lot of nice things go wrong out there ♪

♪ Oh baby, baby, it's a wild world ♪

♪ It's hard to get by on just a smile ♪

♪ Oh baby, baby, it's a wild world ♪

♪ I'll always remember you like a child, girl ♪

♪ You know I've seen a lot of what the world is capable of ♪

♪ And it's breaking my heart in two ♪

♪ Because I never want to see you sad, girl ♪

♪ Don't Be a Bad Girl ♪

♪ But if you want to leave, take good care ♪

♪ Hope you make a lot of nice friends out there ♪

♪ But just remember, there's a lot of bad out there, so be careful ♪

♪ Yeah... ♪

♪ Oh baby, baby, it's a wild world ♪

♪ It's hard to get by on just a smile ♪

♪ Oh baby, baby, it's a wild world ♪

♪ I'll always remember you like a child, girl ♪

(Oh! Ouch, crap!)

♪ Baby, I love you ♪

♪ But if you want to leave, take good care ♪

♪ Hope you make a lot of nice friends out there ♪

♪ But just remember, there's a lot of bad stuff out there, so be careful ♪

♪ Oh baby, baby, it's a wild world ♪

♪ It's hard to get by on just a smile ♪

[he grumbles]

♪ Oh baby, baby, it's a wild world ♪

- [squeak] - [a leg of the bed breaks]

Damn wild boar, he pissed me off right up until the very end.

Where's that jerk hiding?

On the swing.

The kids are on the swing.

Honestly, it's disgusting that they asked us to do that.

It's as if I were stealing from their wallets.

I'm so ashamed, too.

Oh, come on, that's ridiculous.

Life is great, who cares, it's just money.

- It's all about the money. - You're right.

How much did you ask for?

What about you?

I asked first.

- Oh, that guy! - What?

- Go ahead, how much did you ask for? - No, I'm not telling.

- Come on, it's just money. - I didn't ask for anything.

- Say it. - No, I don't feel like it.

- You're such a kid—that's crazy. - Yeah, right.

Oh, shit.

[Alice] How are you, my darlings? Did you sleep well?

You do look a little tired, though.

Yeah, it's a little weird what's going on.

We were mean to do that to you in the middle of the night.

But you'll get over it easily,

I think so.

Go ahead, honey.

That way, we won't talk about it anymore, and we'll move on.

- And we take advantage of each other. - So...

There you go.

Jules.

(Thank you.)

Louise.

(Thank you.)

And...

Pierre.

There you go.

Well, so...

We were forced to make cuts to the orphanage's budget.

We got rid of the toilets.

Huh? No...

- Dad, that's impossible. - Mom, didn't you say yes?

We don't want it anymore.

Yeah, but put the toilet back.

I'm just kidding.

The money you're given

doesn't change a thing

for the orphanage.

I hope this helps.

Well, we'll leave you to it. We're going to run some errands.

Come on. Put that gun away— I don't like that.

[Alice] See you later, kids.

[Pierre] Dad, we can see you.

[Alice] Oh my!

[Jules laughs]

That's crazy!

We thought they were going to die,

And then, they hand out checks to us.

- Open it. - Go ahead, open it.

Wait until they've left.

You're the oldest, so you go first.

- OK, all right. - Open up!

- But Pierre, what are you doing? - Wait, just a second!

[Louise] What's wrong?

Say.

(That can't be.)

- What? - What?

They gave me what I asked for.

What do you mean?

100,000.

[Pierre bursts out laughing]

Euros?

100,000 euros! Look.

One, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, 100,000 euros!

Did you ask for 100,000 euros?

Are you crazy?

You're lecturing me,

But you, does that bother you?

to steal everything from those poor kids.

Yeah, what a shame.

[Jules] You're out of it, Pierre.

Who do you think you are?

[Jules] You disgust me.

Well...

I really thought

that they wouldn't get over it.

Your joke about the bathroom— that wasn't very funny.

Yes, that's true.

I was talking about checks.

Are you okay, honey?

This is Yves and Marie-Ange.

I figured as much,

They're the only ones left who still send us postcards.

So, shall we go?

It's pretty, after all, Saint-Caradec-Trégomel.

It's too bad we never went to see them there.

At the same time, I don't really like Brittany.

But why?

That's far away.

No, but thank goodness I love you.

I get it, you saw that hottie.

They didn't give you

What did you want?

- Well, no. - No.

I'm really sorry.

How much?

100,000.

100,000 euros.

How much did you ask for?

- Something like that. - Not far off.

Louise. Jules.

20,000.

5,300.

What?

The 300 is for my washing machine.

That's impossible.

Ah, those losers! Oh! Hey! Who do we have to thank for that?!

- Thanks, Pierrot! - Thanks, Pierrot!

Ha! Ha!

All of a sudden, 100,000 francs,

It's less scandalous.

- That's a completely different matter. - We didn't ask for it.

- Where are the car keys? - In the living room—I'll go get them.

- Thanks, Dad! - Thanks.

You guys are crazy. Thanks, Mom.

That's just how we are.

In the interest of fairness, as you may have noticed...

Thank you, Dad! Thank you, Mom!

- We're really happy. - Well, we're happy, too.

Make good use of it.

- Let's go to the market. - Let's go.

I'm on my way.

Dad?

Mom?

I'd prefer

Please don't mention it to the children.

Why?

I'm afraid it will discourage them from their studies

to know that there's a fortune in the bank.

- See? - All right.

Yeah, me too.

Don't say anything to Sylvia— it might change our relationship.

Of course, yes.

Who is Sylvia?

We didn't have the pleasure of meeting her, Jules.

Oh, right. Yes.

Louise?

Same here—not a word to Jean-Pierre.

I don't want this to change our relationship.

I promise, Louise, we won't tell Jean-Pierre.

Sure. Okay, come on, let's go.

Wait, let's go grocery shopping.

No, we'll take care of everything.

Have a great time here.

We'll be back very soon.

Jean-Pierre? Are you dating someone older?

Come on, it's my cat.

I had forgotten.

Hey, guess what?

Personally, I really like this day.

- 100,000 euros. - 100,000 bucks.

- 100,000 euros...! - No way, that's crazy.

- Want to go for a bike ride? - Oh no, that's lame.

Come on, come on!

Come on.

[he sighs]

Are you okay, honey?

This is the first time I've written a check with so many zeros.

And I made three of them.

Can you imagine my mind— that of a unionized teacher who lived through May '68?

Who's overdosing on capitalist pleasure?

Capitalist pleasure?

Yes, it's a real treat, that little Rockefeller vibe,

that feeling of power.

You're having a low blood sugar episode.

No, I promise, I'm doing just fine.

I wasn't expecting that, but what a blast!

It's making the kids happy that brings you the most joy.

Yes, but...

Not just that, strangely enough.

Well, we'll talk about it later.

- We're going to be late. - Yes.

"Capitalist pleasure."

["Mes emmerdes," by Charles Aznavour]

♪ I worked for years, ♪

♪ without pause, day and night ♪

♪ - To succeed... - That's right. ♪

♪ - To climb... - Oh yes. ♪

♪ The Summit ♪

♪ - Forgetting... - Forgetting... ♪

♪ - Often in... - Often in... ♪

♪ My Race Against Time ♪

♪ My friends, my loves, ♪

♪ My Problems ♪

♪ - With All My Heart - With All My Heart ♪

♪ - I ran - I ran ♪

♪ - Thirsty - Thirsty ♪

♪ Stubborn ♪

♪ - Toward the Horizon - The Horizon ♪

♪ - The Illusion - The Illusion ♪

♪ - Toward the Abstract - The Abstract ♪

♪ It's heartbreaking to make sacrifices, ♪

♪ I admit it now ♪

♪ My friends, my loves, my troubles ♪

♪ - My friends, it was all about sharing - Everything ♪

♪ My lovers were really good at making love ♪

♪ Oh yeah ♪

♪ My troubles were the kind we had at that age... ♪

Watch out, kids, Jules Gauthier is coming!

And he took off his training wheels, so he's not very steady anymore!

[the children laugh]

I have the crappiest bike, as usual!

♪ But there's a "but" ♪

♪ I'd give everything I have ♪

♪ Not quite ♪

♪ - To find... - I admit it ♪

Come on, go ahead.

He's happy.

♪ My friends, my loves, my troubles ♪

Jules!

Watch out, hey!

Oh, those big bastards!

[The church bells are ringing.]

[a crow caws]

The lottery, my ass.

150 million.

It's not an orphanage that they're going to build,

It's an airport.

They might not know about it.

Ah, Jules!

(Okay, come on.)

Well, if they give us just a tiny bit of 150 million,

It's just monstrous right off the bat.

Even if they give us 10%, that's 15 million.

That makes five each.

- (Five million?) - Yes.

10%—that's a percentage of people living in poverty!

Shh.

Oh, look,

Let's talk.

(150 million!)

- (Seriously?!) - Bastards.

[warrior percussion theme]

Set at 5%,

It can bring in 20,000 euros a month.

- Really? - Yes!

- Without working? - Exactly.

Why won't they give us anything?

That's disgusting!

Phew...

Excuse me, but...

What?

They gave us 100,000 euros, after all.

Excuse me?

Yeah, hey...

They gave us 100,000 euros each.

But Jules, 100,000 euros is nothing.

- Worse than that, it's humiliating. - It's crap.

Why don't they want us to be happy?

You're really going all out there.

Wouldn't you like that?

Wouldn't you like to buy yourself an apartment or a car?

Do whatever you want without overthinking it?

What about you, Louise?

- Yeah. - Me too!

And they know it very well!

- What did we do to them? - Did one of us screw up?

They're not going to take our money away just because you're a conservative!

If that's the case, I'm joining the CGT!

What a strong political conviction!

Above a certain amount,

Political convictions are a lack of discernment.

There's nothing we can do about it if we weren't born in Afghanistan!

[Jules] They're punishing us.

No, they're not punishing us,

They're torturing us.

First, they make us believe that they're going to die,

Then they say they won the lottery and won't give us a thing.

Then, in the middle of the night, they ask us how much we want.

Then they'll write us a check for 100,000 balles,

and, to top it all off,

We find out that he's just a parking attendant!

They're suffocating us.

Damn, that's going to draw blood.

Get lost,

Gnomes!

[they're shouting]

Get lost!

[the theme builds in intensity]

[Pierre's bike squeaks]

- [she knocks on the gate] - [creak]

[the brakes squeak]

Daaad...!

Daaad...!

[the subdued war theme builds to a crescendo]

[sharp note]

We won't give you anything more.

We haven't changed our minds.

We fully own it.

What else?

Mom, that's impossible.

We would have preferred that it remain a secret.

I wouldn't be surprised.

To lie to us like that, to us, your children?

No, we didn't lie to you.

Oh? Go ahead.

Why do you give us alms?

even though you won 150 million euros?

For your own good.

[Jules] For our own good?

Excuse me, but in this case, I think it's a mistake.

It doesn't work at all.

We're not doing well at all, at all.

Because you're in shock, but that's normal.

[controversial topic]

Not even...

10%?

8%.

Stop it!

This is a decision that has been carefully considered.

We've already talked about it

Last night, right?

We didn't know you'd earned Burkina Faso's GDP!

Mom, why?

Because we love you.

I don't want to hear that!

Excuse me,

That's weird.

In general,

We give gifts to the children.

So, gifts are nice— a dress, a little piece of jewelry.

A car, a boat.

You were each given 100,000 euros, for crying out loud!

Me, over the past 45 years

career,

That's barely what I was able to save!

And then you touch them...

Simply because you are our children!

Isn't that just a gift?!

We think that wouldn't be in your best interest

to give you more money.

Imagine your life

if you hit the jackpot today.

You're going to dream

What?

You will fight

What for?

That's our business.

We don't want to get our hopes up.

No, we just want to have fun right now.

It's not millions

that you'll love.

That's selfish.

Let me remind you just how much

What did you want?

Psst...

Well, yeah.

So much money,

It can drive you crazy.

I'm okay, phew...

Pierre, you didn't want us to talk

the 100,000 euros to your children.

No, but these ones are really tiny,

They don't realize it.

Don't take them

for idiots. - Excuse me?

Damn it,

Stop saying "sorry" when you don't know what to say!

It would have been easier

to give it to you—all that money!

One bank transfer, and presto!

Well, there you go.

If it's easy, why don't you do it?

Hey, life is short.

- Be pragmatic. - Stop it!

I don't recognize you.

I don't like this discussion, not at all.

Please respect our decision.

We are very disappointed with your attitude.

Us too!

[Vincent slams the door]

Jules?

You threw stuff at them

to the parents—they're... crazy.

Really?

They're right.

We're going crazy.

Do you think they're mad?

- (Go ahead.) - (What?)

- (You.) - (Oh no, no...)

[Jules knocks on the door]

Mom?

My little sweetie?

(Oh, "mamounette"...)

I'm sorry.

- We were idiots. - (Especially you.)

(That's true—especially you.)

(You guys are so annoying.)

Especially me.

Sorry!

We don't care about that money.

That's great

this project in Thailand.

(Cambodia!)

(Damn.) In Cambodia.

[Alice] Leave us alone.

[Vincent] We have the right to sulk,

Or do you have to ask for permission there, too?

(Stop it, they're really mad.)

(Give them permission.)

(Wait, I know.)

(We're going to surprise them.)

(I love you.)

It was Jules, wasn't it?

[Pierre grunts as he strains]

[Jules grumbles and huffs]

Oh... well, okay.

The good news is,

...is that we'll inherit the fortune.

That's true. Right, Pierre?

Yeah, but when?

When?

When they are...

Deaths.

[playful theme]

I hope they won't have

I'd already spent it all.

Yeah, because after the orphans, they're going to lose it.

Who says

Aren't they going to do it again in Africa and Brazil?

With 150 million, you could open plenty of orphanages!

Oh yeah, damn.

Besides, it can go on for years— they're in great shape.

Plus, they eat organic food, and they work out.

They didn't have

jobs

not very tiring, either.

That's for sure, teacher, it's not like working underground.

In any case,

We'll die before they do.

[Alice] They're cute, though.

I wonder if we might have a little problem with authority.

That's true.

But they apologized.

Softly.

They had the "Trente Glorieuses,"

the law

smoking on a plane,

driving without a seat belt,

very comfortable pensions.

And the money's safely tucked away to end on a high note.

And what about us,

We won't get anything.

100,000 francs—that won't get us very far.

We'll have worn ourselves out

our whole life

and we'll end up...

in poverty. Anyway.

This is the first time I've seen Pierre

with a shovel.

I hope he doesn't get hurt.

"In poverty,"

Note:

You, Pierre, you'll be okay, after all.

- Excuse me? - Yes, I'll be fine.

You have your house, your business, and your wife works.

Your children

are trilingual, you play tennis.

Snowboarding in Serre-Che.

That sounds like a criticism.

Not at all, you're an idiot.

But we're not

in the same situation.

Please excuse me for working so hard and taking risks.

Because we don't work, do we?

I know you're working.

And I'm really struggling, believe me.

Everyone's having a tough time.

You write your reviews, you have flexible hours,

That's what you wanted.

Getting paid the minimum wage for working on the weekend,

Excuse me,

It's not exactly a blast.

It's not that simple

for us.

I'm doing just fine.

Well, come on. You're 32 years old, and you're still in school.

That's ridiculous,

I'm in my eighth year of medical school!

I've changed several times

specialty.

I'm interested in the human body.

I hope so.

What are you hoping for?

You might be interested because it's pretty gripping, after all.

Could you elaborate?

You don't have a boyfriend, you don't have any money, and you live with your cat, Jean-Pierre.

It's a sacrifice.

Perform surgery on a guy so he can run

Eight days later,

It's more complicated than selling solar panels!

Sure, but as for me, I'm the one keeping the country's economy going.

And I'm having kids.

- Come on. - And I'm trying to save the planet.

You're an asshole!

Louise, don't talk to me like that!

Oh!

I disagree!

It's not just because you're loaded

that you can judge us!

- How dare she talk to me like that? - She's right.

You're acting like the big brother

know-it-all.

The favorite—shut up.

Whose favorite?

He knows that all too well,

Mom's favorite.

She let you get away with everything.

You got a 4 in math, and she congratulated you.

As for me, I was a huge hit,

Nobody cared.

- Oh, my! - What?

You, that's for sure, the pride of the family: medicine.

A noble profession.

"I'm here,

"I save lives!"

We didn't exist anymore!

I didn't say anything!

Pierre, are you out of your mind?

Are you still jealous at your age?

- You're pathetic. - Me?

Do you think I don't know that Mom

Is he giving you some cash? - What?

Goldilocks, come on—your parents have been paying for your education for ten years.

But that's normal.

On the other hand, as long as they keep giving you money

even though you've been working for ten years...

Ask yourself

on your skills.

[sneering laugh]

Poor girl!

Did you see yourself?

You're all alone. You're bitter and ugly!

You know what?

- You stink like a cat. - Oh, my goodness!

Great.

So, is it just me?

Who managed to figure it out all by myself?

You're not alone, Pierre.

You've got your wife, your kids, and your dog.

As for me, I'm all alone.

I haven't had a boyfriend in three years.

Not even

a little pick-me-up.

It's just Jean-Pierre

who leaves hair in my bed.

I'm afraid to practice, so my parents still help me,

But it's not exactly glorious! - You're not the only one going through a rough time.

Me too,

I'm fed up with my life.

The kids and Caro are getting on my nerves.

By the way,

I'm going to leave her.

And my solar panels,

I have them manufactured in China.

I'm saving the planet by exploiting seven-year-olds!

My job gets on my nerves, too,

And you're getting on my nerves!

If the capitalists start feeling down, we're in trouble.

Go ahead, writer, let loose— you're dying to.

It's your job to take down the others.

It's easier

criticizing rather than writing.

[Jules] That's cool.

You see,

I don't know what hurts me the most.

That you, my big brother, would throw that piece of junk at me,

or just the fact that you're right.

Because, Louise,

You're not the only one who's scared to death.

I can't seem to write anything decent, and yet I criticize others.

I'm nothing; you're right.

Berthier is right, too.

- No, really. - Yes.

And then, I, too, am going to leave Sylvia.

She stresses me out.

She's an idiot.

Really?

Absolutely.

You, too, Pierre—leave Caro.

Do something kind,

She's great, she really deserves better than you.

Where are you going?

Throw up!

Am I allowed to?

[Pierre sighs]

Is something wrong? We can hear you screaming from the bedroom.

Nothing, we're just chatting.

Everything's fine—the perfect family.

- Where's Louise going? - To throw up.

Pierre.

We had a fight; she's in the bathroom.

Be careful with Loulou— she's sensitive.

Goldilocks

is not made of sugar.

She'll be all right.

[gunshot]

[he grumbles]

[disturbing topic]

He was in the restroom.

[short circuit]

The shot went off on its own; I didn't mean to pull the trigger.

Are you okay, sweetie?

Are you hurt?

No.

[Vincent] Louise, be careful.

[crack]

[crash]

Come on, Vincent, that's just stupid.

to leave a rifle within children's reach!

[Vincent] They're over 30, after all!

- That's true, Dad, it's dangerous. - It's okay, no one's hurt.

- We were lucky. - Mom, everything's fine.

It's not a toy.

[Alice] You don't leave a loaded gun in the house.

We hate violence.

[Vincent] To chase away the wild boar that's destroying the garden,

Should I set up a mediation session?

Whoa...!

He is very sensitive.

Put the gun down, Loulou, it's dangerous.

Please have a seat.

What are you doing right now?

Louise?

Please have a seat!

Now.

[suspense theme]

Pierre.

Huh?

Tie them up.

Excuse me?

Dad told you, it's annoying that you're always saying "sorry."

I'm not going to tie it up

Mom and Dad.

We can discuss it.

We talked,

We're not making any progress.

So, tie them up or I'll kill Dad.

Which do you prefer?

What if I kill Mom?

No! I don't know how to tie people up.

With your belt.

A great initiative,

Jules!

That's fine.

- Thank you. - Sorry, Mom.

Pierre, what are you doing right now?

Sorry, yes.

Louise, you don't have to

to do that.

Yes.

Because of you,

We had a fight.

We said some horrible things to each other that we didn't really mean.

We were close,

We were afraid of losing you

when I arrived here.

And you ruined everything. You ruined the family!

[a cooing sound in the distance]

I'm sorry, Jules. I'm sorry, Pierre.

I'm sorry

what I told you.

We're sorry too, Loulou.

Don't worry, Louise.

And then, you know...

No way, you don't smell like a cat.

- You smell great. - Totally.

Thank you.

Loulou is right,

It's your fault

all that.

Why did you tell us that you'd won the lottery?

Especially if it's just to give us nothing.

All I had to do was...

Shut up.

Um...

- Jules. - What?

What, "Jules"?

Jules,

He's rebelling! There you go.

It's the rematch

brown-nosing!

Anything can happen!

So, yes, I said:

"Shut up!"

To Mom and Dad,

But I think they'll get over it.

- Yeah, yeah. - Jules is right.

We shouldn't have said anything because it drives us crazy.

We're thinking about it

all the time.

And you, as true intellectuals,

You gave in.

It's all because of that bitch Dolto:

dialogue, trust,

positive parenting, kindness.

The result?

We're tied up on our couch

and our daughter has us at her mercy.

Yeah.

Yeah, right.

Yeah.

What should we do?

(I don't know...)

Well,

We'll fix it.

Oh, yes, you're right.

That money drove us crazy.

It's no gift

fallen from the sky,

It's a curse.

Okay.

We're canceling the orphanage, we're not leaving anymore

and we donate the money to a nonprofit organization.

[The clock strikes a sinister chime.]

You could check with me before you decide.

If I listened to you, we'd buy a Ferrari.

Oh no, not a Ferrari,

a Triumph Spitfire convertible.

- It's the same thing. - Oh, no.

You also wanted to take your middle school diploma exam

helicopter pilot.

And you had suggested the idea

to raze the village to turn it into an international golf course.

That puts my mind at ease— I wasn't adopted, thank you.

For all I know, Louise might kill me

before I could make my dream come true:

just drive

a Triumph Spitfire convertible.

And I've always dreamed

to play golf,

But I can't—I'm a liberal.

I have money,

I can get started on it.

(Anyway, I'd like a golf course of my own—all to myself.)

I'd buy up all the land around here so nobody would give me a hard time.

I would go up

huge walls

in order to be able to

walk around naked.

I'll go grocery shopping

by helicopter.

I would buy myself

a submarine

to go see the whale sharks in Mexico.

I'd have a custom suit made.

I'd like to do some cocaine and sleep with some hookers.

Are you feeling better, honey?

OK, you're right.

We're going to give it our all

to an organization.

We're staying home and taking it easy.

You tear up your checks.

Everything will be just as it was before.

No, no, that's not at all what we're going to do.

We're keeping the money.

Otherwise, we'll regret it

our whole lives.

We're keeping it, and our lives are going to change.

But in my own way.

Do you have to keep that gun pointed at us?

No, you're right.

Ah!

- Don't move. - Jules...

Wait, Jules, take it easy.

That just happens on its own.

(Don't worry, I've got it under control.)

[Jules whistles]

There you go.

Go for it, Loulou,

We're listening.

Pierre?

- Take them off. - (Yeah.)

[Jules] Watch out, okay?

No kidding.

There you go.

We're all comfortable,

We'll be able to settle this little disagreement.

- And move on. - Go ahead, Loulou.

So, you're going to place

ten million

for each of us

on frozen accounts.

[Pierre] Wow.

(The class.)

In case you squander the windfall to save the planet,

or something else.

It won't be touched until you die.

As late as possible.

Ten million?

And you still have plenty to do.

- No kidding. - Shut up.

Next,

You will pay us

not 100,000, but 600,000 euros each.

Pierre finishes paying off his house,

He pays for his children's education.

And he has his solar panels manufactured

nor in China,

but in Europe.

With the Treasury.

You have them make...

in China?

You know they're exploiting

The little kids?

Alice, I think this isn't the right time.

Really?

When is it going to happen?

We're still pushing it, though

from the news.

War is here, there, in your living room.

Yes, it's true that the situation is a little tense.

But we're working our butts off

to raise our children with a minimum of moral discipline,

All that just to realize that our eldest son is a slave owner,

that exploits children in the Third World.

Uh, sorry, I'm here, Mom.

Yes. I'm sorry if I seem a little upset.

Since nobody cares,

Go ahead, Louise, keep going.

Thank you, Mom.

So... Jules.

He's giving up

his lousy reviews in his trendy rag.

And he's writing his novel,

so we can finally find out if he has any talent.

Or not.

I'm sorry.

What about you?

As for me, I'm dropping out of school.

I'm already a doctor.

I won't be a surgeon.

It's time for me to take the plunge.

So...

I'm coming with you.

Cambodian orphans need a doctor.

Of course, but gladly.

Isn't that right, Vincent?

Yes, yes.

A doctor who knows how to handle a hunting rifle—that's handy.

If negotiations are necessary

with the Khmer Rouge.

Besides, we don't have a choice— that's the whole point of a hostage situation.

Exactly.

[a woman] Hey! Hey! Are you there?

(Damn...!)

[bicycle bell]

Hi there!

Ah...!

Are we bothering you?

[all] No.

You're not in Brittany?

No, we saw it— it rained, so we came back!

[they laugh]

We left a message yesterday.

I didn't know you were with your family.

I hope it's nothing serious.

No, no, everything's just fine, really, really fine, Marie.

- Just a quiet weekend. - With the family.

What a wonderful family.

With children

so thoughtful.

And it's nice to see people showing solidarity.

You've always been

so present, so loving toward them.

You reap what you sow.

We must have missed a thing or two here and there.

Oh, I don't get it.

We're lucky,

They are so generous.

- And honest. - Exemplary.

I really admire you for your selflessness.

Literacy classes,

Outings with the elderly.

And the blind people you're taking to Avignon.

Now that was some tough stuff.

- Now, the orphans. - All right, let's go!

Thank you so much for coming.

I'm not kicking you out, but the kids just got here.

Of course, sorry. Come here, Minou.

- We're going to Maussane on a tandem bike. - Good job.

Electric tandem—a real speed demon.

- Will you let me try it? - Of course.

All right, let's go.

What's going on there?

Are you kicking them out?

That's really rude.

I'm sorry.

So how did it go, by the way?

- What do you mean, "what"? - The Lotto.

The Lotto?

The Loto ticket we played

at the Café du Sanglier, before leaving.

Really?

I gave you five euros

to buy the ticket.

We entered the birthdates of your children.

No way...

- Oh, my gosh... - That's impossible.

Of course.

Oh, yes, I remember now, of course.

Actually...

So, actually...

Actually...

Actually...

- Actually, we... - Stop it, Alice!

Don't worry about it.

- We didn't win anything. - You never win anything at these games.

One in twenty million.

That's a scam!

I admit I had kind of imagined what we would have done

if we had won.

So?

We would have shared this with you already.

Yeah, that's good.

And then the rest— we would have given it to the children.

It's still them, though

who need it most.

Not you?

Of course.

Of course.

Of course.

I would have treated myself

by giving me

a convertible.

Yves, you're absolutely right. Right, Dad?

Huh?

Of course,

A Spitfire—the dream of our youth. Right, Vincent?

Okay, that's enough for now,

Marie's in the saddle.

Have a nice day,

Friends.

Oh, and...

Don't forget,

We love you.

["Introitus," Mozart's Requiem]

[The clock strikes a mournful chime.]

What if I made a tomato salad?

That's a good idea, honey.

Yeah, great.

I'm going to set the table outside— it's nice out, isn't it?

I have some herb sausages from Francis's place.

Those were the last ones.

That's good.

I'll fire up the grill, then.

Good idea.

- ♪ Dies irae, dies illa! ♪ - We can't do that to them!

- Our friends who are 40! - We've gotta tell them, damn it!

♪ Solvet saeclum in favilla! ♪

♪ Check out David and Sibylla! ♪

[the gate creaks]

- [wild theme] - [Alice starts]

- Oh...! - [tires screech]

[she's driving at full speed]

[birds chirping]

Ah...

Ah...

[the topic fizzles out]

I'm proud of us.

We made the right decision.

Alas.

I hope

which they will be kind enough to share.

I'm not sure.

We will not open our orphanage,

But we'll go there anyway.

At least I'm trying to be helpful.

That said, I wonder if they'll be able to handle the shock.

Especially Yves.

I thought he looked very tired.

That's some shocking news.

Is that really safe?

- Wow! - [skid]

- Oh...! - Ooh...

Mom...

I'm just kidding.

Hmm... poor, but beyond reproach.

It smells like something's overheating. The engine's dead.

- Come on! - Come on!

[The theme is running wild again]

Hey, how about we stay here for a few days, all five of us?

It's been a long time.

What about Caro and the kids?

It'll be a nice break for them.

And then, well,

Caro "loves" Cap Ferret!

Mom?

Yes, I'd be happy to.

Right, Vincent?

Yes, I still have a few good bottles.

Ah!

- [Jules] Well, there you go! - [they laugh]

[he grumbles]

They're here!

- Speed up! - But I'm already going as fast as I can.

[Alice honks the horn]

[the horn gives out]

Marie-Ange!

He's as deaf as a post.

Yves...!

- Marie-Ange! Oh...! - Yves!

Oh! Hey...!

Marie-Ange!

- Oh, stop! - Stop!

We won the lottery!

You've won the lottery!

You've won the lottery!

Can you hear me, Minou?

- We won the lottery! - What do you mean, we won the lottery?

150 million! Ha! Ha! Ha!

150 million!

150 million...?!

[horn]

[sudden stop]

[sigh]

[the wheel falls and rolls across the asphalt]

[he grumbles]

[Alice restarts]

["Mes emmerdes," by Charles Aznavour]

♪ I worked for years... ♪

[Vincent] How dangerous these electric vehicles are!

♪ To succeed, to climb... ♪

[Jules] So, when are we leaving for Thailand?

[all] In Cambodia!

[Jules] In Cambodia.

♪ - Forgetting - Forgetting ♪

♪ - Often in... - Often in... ♪

♪ My Race Against Time ♪

♪ My friends, my loves, my troubles ♪

♪ - With All My Heart - With All My Heart ♪

♪ - I ran - I ran ♪

♪ - Thirsty... - Thirsty... ♪

♪ Stubborn ♪

♪ - Toward the Horizon - The Horizon ♪

♪ - The Illusion - The Illusion ♪

♪ - Toward the abstract... - The abstract... ♪

♪ By making sacrifices, it's heartbreaking, ♪

♪ I admit it now ♪

♪ My friends, my loves, my troubles ♪

♪ - My friends, it was all about sharing - Everything ♪

♪ My lovers were really good at making love ♪

♪ Oh yeah ♪

♪ My troubles were the ones typical of our age ♪

♪ Of course ♪

♪ Where money, sadly, spurred on our days ♪

♪ - To Be Proud - Proud ♪

♪ - I'm proud - Proud ♪

♪ - Just between us... - Just between us... ♪

♪ I'll admit it ♪

♪ I've made a life for myself, but there's a "but" ♪

♪ - I'd give everything I have... - Not quite ♪

♪ To find... ♪

♪ I'll admit it ♪

♪ My friends, my loves, my troubles ♪

♪ - My relationships - Ah, my relationships ♪

♪ - Are - Really, are ♪

♪ - High-ranking - Very high-ranking ♪

♪ - Decorated - Highly decorated ♪

♪ - Influential - Very influential ♪

♪ - Potbellied - Very potbellied ♪

♪ - Nice people - Really, really nice ♪

♪ - They're serious - Too serious ♪

♪ - But close to them... - Right close to them... ♪

♪ I still regret... ♪

♪ My friends, my loves, my troubles ♪

♪ My friends were so carefree ♪

♪ Yes ♪

♪ - My lovers had fiery bodies - Oh yes ♪

♪ My troubles, today, when I think about them ♪

♪ Didn't matter much, and those were the good old days ♪

♪ Firecrackers, fireworks, ♪

♪ The wild times, ♪ the orgies, ♪

♪ The Days of the Bac, ♪

♪ Cognac, the choruses ♪

♪ Everything that happens, I know it, ♪

♪ That I'll never forget, ♪

♪ My friends, ♪

♪ My loves, ♪

♪ My Problems ♪

[playful and gentle theme]

Subtitles: Emmanuelle LG for Tri Track