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FROM ALL MY HEART

My name is Clémentine.

It would be normal for me to be called
Clem, but I've always been Clim.

I guess it's logical.

I'm so tired that I think everything
that happens to me is logical.

If not, this would not have happened.

It is terrible to think that, because
this misfortune is not logical.

He is called François,

but we call him
Bébé, like a baby.

I also call him Bébé.

François.

Except when I have bad news.

We are going to have a child.

Do not worry.

I am happy.

You are pregnant?

Insurance?

No, it was a joke.

What are we going to do?

I do not think I could drown him.

Does my father know?

Not yet.

And your parents?

No, I wanted to tell you first.

What are we going to do?

What are you going to do?

Nothing.

Continue working.

Do not worry, seriously.

I thought if you knew

that you were going to be a father,

when you were alone at night,

you would be happy

We will take you out
before he is born.

Are you sure?

If I'm sure.

Trust me, Bébé.

The whole city hates me
because I'm black now.

Now I hate her too.

But I liked it before.

Dad is a bricklayer.

In the same way that when you see
a king, you know he is a king.

When you see dad, you
know he's a bricklayer.

He carries his trade in his
face and hands. Nobly.

Dad, did you build that one?

Yes, but a long time ago.

No, honey, that was
not built by dad.

How silly you are!

I loved this city, I loved it.

the water with which I wash,
flows towards Marseille

like the blood in kilometers
of underground veins.

And I wish I did not
give you anything else.

Leave it, Daniel!

A scratch with a rusty nail,

that is all.

He is going to die.

He's going to catch
tetanus right now.

Hello sir.

What is your name?

Clim.

A very beautiful name.

I did not want to hurt him,

I did not want him to die.

I do not want to go to
the electric chair.

The electric chair?

I do not know many
who dream about her.

I'm peeling apricots.

They are for my son.
He loves the apricot pie.

You like them?

Taking.

Is always late. He has gone to
church with his mother and sister.

Here it comes. Where are you going?

That little girl is beautiful.

Come come.

Do you know her?

- You know her.
- Yes

Well, what's his name?

Clim.

You know her

Wait, come here.

Have you seen what I have done?

What is this?

An apricot cake

Well, you can go.

Wait!

I'm sorry I spit in your face.

And I hurt you with the nail.

Do you want a cookie?

Is it true that your
parents bought you?

More or less.
Me and my sister.

My name is Camara, but
it sounded very black

and my mother put me François.

But he forgot to change my skin.

What's wrong with your skin?

So funny.
My father did not like it.

He calls me Bébé.

What was your sister's name?

Awa.

- And now?
- Now...

Blondine!

Blondine, we'll
be late for Mass.

Did you do that?

Yes, it's easy.

Have you done more?

Yes. Do you want to see them?

Hi dear.

What's up baby?

Sends you a kiss.

Have you seen the lawyer?

No. Monday after work.

Have you seen Bébé?

Mom.

What happens?

There is no reason to cry.

My sister is the prettiest
and the most intelligent.

Come on, dad,
you're getting old.

I'm tired.

He is 6 years older than me.

Her name is Sophie, but I
always call her Little Sister.

Now everyone calls her that,
except in the faculty.

Come on, hurry up, lazy.

You will see!

If the lawyer wants money,
tell him to call me.

What is going to change that?

You tell him to call me.

For what? If you want
money, you want money.

Do what Little Sister tells you.

He is a friend of my teacher, he
will not talk to me like that.

Okay, whatever you want.

We will manage.

Of course, Bébé is like family.

It belongs to the family.

Put us something to drink.

How would...

Bébé's mother,

We are going to
celebrate a sacrament.

I have not gone crazy.

We are going to toast
for a new life.

Clim is going to have
a baby from Bébé.

It serves.

How long is it?

It's going to be 4 months

Four months?

I thought so.

Four months.

Just before the arrest.

- Do you want to have it?
- Yes Dad.

And Bébé too.

Do not think I want
to reproach you,

but Bébé,

I mean the big one...

It is not easy to have
a baby at your age.

And his father is in jail.

That is why I ask you.

It's disgusting, but
we'll help you.

I can manage alone.

Do you think I can not?

- Of course you can.
- You think you're invincible,

but you consider me useless.

- What's the matter with you, Clim?
- Nothing.

He's my son.
I'm not as strong as you,

I do not study, but he's my son.

I'm sorry, I did not want...

Do your parents know?

Do you want me to tell Franck?

Clear.

I hope it's a boy.

Old Franck is going to hallucinate.

What if we all go?

It's Saturday and we
still have sparkling.

Are you agree?
Clim, do you feel like it?

The first time we made love,

It was weird.

We did not see it coming,

it happened suddenly.

We did not know that it
was that way forever.

We did not know how to see the moment.

But the moment had seen
us a long time ago.

I was there, waiting for us.

It was totally available.

I played cards, I sent
kites into space,

it inspired dreams in hearts,
it destroyed revolutions.

I just hoped that those two guys

that were entertained
after school

come to an appointment.

One afternoon, like any other,
I felt his sex inside me.

I did not see it until
a few weeks later,

on July 14, when he
returned with a sculpture.

He had done it.

I saw something,

that nobody else saw.

Bébé's face was bigger
than the world.

His eyes were deeper than the
sun, wider than the desert.

All the universe,

From the beginning,
it was on his face.

How are you? All right?

And you?
This is Khalil, my boss.

Enchanted, Miss CI im.
Come eat.

Identity control

They are together?

Any problem, agent?

I had never seen
him in his world.

I had not seen the love and
respect that men have.

I had not seen him
laugh like that.

As if his laughter was
rising from his balls.

Yes, laughter was
rising from the balls.

Because I loved him, I
could understand him.

If I do not want to go
home, I sleep here.

Let you?

My father trusts me,

and my mother thinks
that I drug and steal.

Listen out.

I am a normal guy.

I will not fuck your
life or hit you.

I'm not going after the girls.

I smoke grass from time to time,
but I've never been bitten.

Clim,

what I want to say is...

I can not offer you much.

I do not have money, you know.

I do shit jobs to eat.

I do not drink with the system,

so you must also work.

That does not scare me.

And when you get home,

I will probably be
working with my chisels,

and maybe you have the impression
that I do not know you exist.

But you must not think about it.
Never.

When I leave the tools,

I will return with you

Always.

I need you, I love you.

Is it going well?

Of course.

It's good for you

I barely had a breast then, even
if it was a few months ago.

He did not remember having
seen Bébé's sex before,

but surely he had seen
it, like his legs.

And he had seen mine.

they made us go up and down the
stairs, the one towards the other.

Do not be afraid.

Do not forget that I am yours.

And that would not hurt you
for anything in the world.

You just have to get used to me.

We have all the
time in the world.

Upon discovering his body, I
also discovered that I had one.

And that I was a virgin.

Well, more than a
virgin, it was a girl.

Do you love me, Clim?

I mean...

Do you like me to
make love to you?

You just want to hear me say it.

If true.

And so?

So what?

Why do not you say it?

It is as if a truck
had passed over me.

It is the greatest thing
that has happened to me.

Me too.

We look to see how?

If you want...

I'm going to see your parents.

Do not you have keys?

Have you seen the time?
We were very worried.

What happened to you?

Are it time to return?

Dad almost calls the police.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Patché.
It is my fault.

I had not seen Clim for weeks,

We had a lot to tell us.

We are delayed a bit.

We want to get married.

Joël

Come right away,
this is amazing.

I do not know what you've seen in her.

Can you give me an explanation?

Do not you have respect for your
mother, or for your sister, or for me?

Do not be angry

I love your daughter, that's
why I stayed away so long.

Understand it, Mrs. Patché.

He had things to do and...

I tried with other girls.

But I love her.

Suddenly I was
afraid he was gone,

so I ran back.
And I do not want to leave anymore.

We have always been together.

You know what I'm worth.

It is his father.

He knows that I love him,
otherwise he would not be here.

I would have left it below.

How old are you?

18 years.

Do you think they are
enough to get married?

I do not know.

How will you feed it?

How did you feed her?

500,000 unemployed years ago.

Three million now.

And you have a job?

I am a sculptor.

It will not be easy, but I
will become a good artist.

Have you asked her to marry you?

Are you announcing me or
asking for permission?

Both.

What would you do in my place?

I would ask her.

Do you love him?
Do you want to marry him?

What if I refuse?

I want you to say yes,
because I love you.

Mom is disappointed. I was hoping
to marry Alberto de Monaco.

All arranged, you marry Bébé.

It's okay.

I'm glad.

And you, why do not you marry
and leave Dad and me alone?

You would miss me.

You are totally crazy,

but this had to happen.
Only it is very soon.

Take care of each other

What do you do?

Do you remember the
star I gave you?

I look at it often.

I also.

Bébé does not know who
can not have children,

but I know it's her.
It is sterile by vocation.

It's like being a nun.

Adopt two children at once

It's like getting
points at gas stations.

Believes in God?

It's a ticket to heaven.

Bébé's mother clings to the
sky, and her daughter too.

Have you seen my son's hair?

Okay, he sends you a kiss.

Are not they very hard on him?

I ask you because he tells you
things that he does not tell me.

Secrets of lovers.

He is very brave, he will endure.

But you have to get
him out of there.

If he were not inside, we would
not have to take him out.

Do we drink a glass of
this sparkling wine?

Does it bother you, Mrs. Lopez?

Who cares if it
bothers me, or not?

Blondine, bring glasses.

I'll help you.

Bring Bébé's cake.

I'll do another one

How do you feel?

Well, I...

What do you think of Mr.
Assas, the lawyer?

I would like to be strong, but I do
not have the courage to visit him.

I'm even ashamed
to go to church.

The doctor says I have to
take care of my heart.

He said: "Mrs. Lopez, do not forget

that his son needs more to his
mother than to get out of jail. "

I do not care about
me, God sustains me.

Do you know, Mrs. Patché?
The longer this lasts,

I am more sure that
God is testing us.

Prison is not bars and
walls, but a door.

The guards do not have
the key, it's here.

If you know how to use
it to open the door,

so...

- Maybe he's right.
- Yes

It is He who puts
us to the test.

He never abandons his children.

I know it's not fashionable,
but I believe in God.

I know that He takes care of
me and those who love Him.

We live in a hateful world
where respect, piety and love

they do not mean anything anymore.
Without God, we would just be monkeys.

But God is full of love.

I wonder

how God thinks you should act
when your son is in the shit.

- Franck!
- What?

You say he does not abandon his children.
And what happened to yours?

He crucified him. Surely he
wanted to get rid of him.

But I'm not like that.

I will be full of love when
my son comes out of hell.

I will be full of love when I embrace
him and look him in the eyes.

Then I will be full of love.

And if that does not happen,
I'll roll some heads.

If you keep mentioning
Jesus, Mary and Joseph

with those who always sleep,

with whom you spend the day instead
of taking care of your son,

yours will shoot the first one.

How dare you?

I have to do everything.

Have you come

so that your daughter insults me?

Insult you?

I've only asked you why you're
not going to see your brother.

I've been gone!

One time and you did not
stay even five minutes.

And now you sit there and
act like Vanessa Paradis.

Why do we offer?

Dad?

I have announced to Bébé
that he will be a father.

At that moment something
went through Franck's eyes.

They stuck into my father's,

He took him by the hand,
and both of them,

Without moving, they set
out on a long journey.

A long and strange trip.

Not long ago my father made
houses where people ate,

I made love, I
cried and laughed.

Bébé's father repaired engines
of ships that crossed the seas.

Other men, somewhere,
unloaded the ship.

When they had to work hard, they
negotiated with their bosses.

Franck in the harbor,
Joël in his cement.

From man to man,

and often they
achieved their goal.

After three days
and three nights

of uninterrupted work,
they returned home

with eyes bright with fatigue,

but thinking about the useless
things that could buy us.

But a storm had broken out,

the work had disappeared.

They were not young anymore,

nor irreplaceable.

They no longer negotiated,
they were afraid.

Joël builds buildings
that he detests,

And Franck repairs bad machines that
barely cross the Mediterranean.

the world had changed
very quickly,

and he did not care about
the ones he left behind.

He even reproached them for
not being able to follow him.

the world humiliated them.

Love with 16 years? That which I
levies inside will never be a child.

Do you want me to abort?

How could she leave
you pregnant in jail?

You will not ruin my family.
My son never went there

and he never left anything
of his in your guts. Never!

Do you hear me? Never!

- Dad!
- What?

- Your heart!
- What?

It still beats, but
that is not a heart.

I'm very happy, Clim, a lot.

God! Look at these.

I remember the night we
conceived the child.

It was the day we found a flat.

the guy was called Levy,

and he was very good people.

We are almost there.

All good?

You'll see,

There are many things to throw away.

Come, enter.

Have you seen what a disaster?

But they are young.

At his age, nothing is too much.

I am not like those old
people who hate young people.

I think they do not hate young
people, but they hate themselves.

They turn against young people
because they can still love.

And they do not love themselves.

If you like it, you can keep it.

Remove all this,

They put some blankets, they
sleep there and they make a son.

I was also born in a workshop.

The world needs children,
so make us some babies.

They have to do them now
that they are young

and that they still carry inside
the cry of the baby they were.

I do not have children,
they will ask why.

It is a long story,

very sad to be able to tell it.

Do not worry about the neighbors.
They are workshops that close at 6.

There is no one to
touch the eggs.

Two months in advance.
Agree?

If it is okay.

Well, install calmly.

Clean it and paint it a little.

Thus, they will only
pay the second month.

He is very kind, sir.

Everything happened that day.

Happiness does not come alone,
there are always tortuous paths

and you never know what
awaits you in the corner.

Leave it, Bébé.

He has started touching my ass.

Yeah right.

- Shut up!
- It was her.

Where were you?

In the store.

Is that so, my son?

- Yes!
- I'm not his son.

You're right, you're not my son.
Now here near.

You'll have the papers
in order, I hope.

Do not expect the opposite?

The papers!

It's okay.

We will see each other again.

I will not forget you.

Do not do that again.

The what?

- Protect me.
- You have protected me.

That is different.

Hey, lovebirds.

You will be hungry.

And without a hard one.

Miss Clim.

I do it for you
You understand? For her.

You will kill her with hunger.
It's like a toothpick.

Two dishes of the day, I suppose.

You guess well, Arabic.

Well, I'll bring it to you right away.

You can not always
be on top of me.

I have already left alone a thousand
times and nothing has happened.

It's not your fault.

I do not want to be separated.

We are very fragile.

They can tear us apart
when they want.

That night we
conceived the child.

I know it from the
way Bébé touched me,

He hugged me and penetrated me.

I clung to him with
all my strength,

I followed all his
movements, and I felt life.

Life.

His life that flooded
me and lodged in me.

Do not move.

Open it.

When can we get it out, Mr.
Assas?

It is a very difficult case.

We miss him.

I do what I can. Ms. Radik
must change her testimony.

But it has disappeared.

Missing?
How can it disappear?

This is a great city
of a great country,

the people disappear.

It may be close, or it may
have returned to Sarajevo.

To Sarajevo?

How could he have gone
so far from France?

There is nothing against her.
It's free.

I will try to find it.

Needs money?

You are right.

Hopefully, I'll find her
in a couple of days.

I only know that he left his house
without leaving any address.

Can it be used against her?

She accused Bébé.

She is a poor immigrant
traumatized by rape.

His behavior is normal.

If we do not find it,
there will be no trial.

The crime has been recognized.

The case continues
with or without it.

And there is that policeman

who identified Bébé
as the rapist.

He says he saw Bébé
leave the building.

He is a liar.

The two policemen saw
someone running away.

The policeman says it's Bébé.

They entered

and they found Mrs. Radik.

The policeman forced
her to say that.

It is his word against his.

He is a fascist, a racist.
Hates young people

We can not sue you
for your opinions.

We will only take out Bébé

if we show that he lies.

I think Bébé is innocent.

That's why I accepted the case.

- And the money?
- When you can.

I've started looking for it.

No, Clim, none of that.

Do you know the first thing that asks me

Bébé when I see it?
How are you.?

And I answered him well,

but he reads the
answer in my eyes.

I'm going to see him later.
What will my eyes tell you?

It is fucked up.

- We'll find it.
- Where, in China?

Not so far.

Why not?

That cops would give him
money to let him go.

Where will you get the money?

We are working.

Yes, and you're going to chase her
around the world with that salary.

Mom and I work.

My sister cleans the
house of a teacher.

You will never win to
pay that damned lawyer.

He plays with people.
Do you want it to burst here?

You have no idea how it is.

Please,

get me out of here.

Get me out of here.

And what money?

Pasta!
Have you ever had pasta?

Well now do not start
worrying about that.

Damn cop.

I hope the balls dry.

He wants you to worry about the
pasta and your son to rot there.

Money does not take
away my sleep.

When I need it, I'll steal
it, like the bourgeoisie.

A child will be born and
the road is not easy.

Your son is the father
of my daughter's baby.

Do not forget that, Franck.

As a child he was not afraid of
anything except his mother, perhaps.

I did not understand it,
and what could I do?

Making reproaches we will
not get him out of jail.

I wish I had a son.

From now on, mine is yours too.

Look who I bring.

A lot of time has passed.

Daniel?

Exactly, you have succeeded.

Do you know I'm leaving Nora?

Nora?

You were always arguing.

Yes, I remember, but...

Thus we did not learn of
the tragic end of Dora.

The children were
told they were shit,

and everything confirmed it.

They were lying about
the future, hopes,

and love.

they fought

while they could.

But they ended up
falling like flies.

Nora fell like a fly,

and Daniel too.

I, unconsciously,

I had clung to Bébé.

If not, I would have also
fallen, along with Bébé.

Are you really going to get married?

It will seem weird

but I only love her and my wood.

I do not know if it's weird,

but you're lucky

I do not have anything.

I just got out of jail.

Two years.

Relax, here you are sure.

You know, Clim?

It scares me because
he is scared.

Do you believe?

You never realize anything.

Why do you sleep here?

He is afraid of being alone,
of seeing the people.

Daniel Corti had this on him.
He says that Bébé drew them.

It is true.

The paper was folded like
that, and it contained drugs.

Daniel is a camel.

Bébé gave him the drawings.

That's what Daniel says.

We have never taken drugs.

I know, Clim,

but that his drawings appear
in a drug case, will not help.

And the testimony of a camel...

Do not tell Bébé, it's
no use worrying him.

The objects collect dust,

and the spirit too.

And they do not know why
they get stuck in the dust.

But if they have picked it
up, it never goes away.

My dust was that cop,
I saw it everywhere.

the century was ending, it had
been worse than the previous ones.

Still, that cop was sure,

and he strode forward
to purify the universe.

He believed all his shit.

I've never seen eyes like that before.
they were like...

I dont know...

Eyes in which it is better not to exist.
If they fall on you...

I can help her?

You are like a splinter,
you irritate those eyes,

and his only wish is
to eliminate you.

Can I accompany her?

I talked for a while with
her boyfriend's mother.

The address was in his papers.

I have good memory.

For the faces too.

As I said,

Adopt children is very good.

But why go so far?

Before you have to
clean your own misery.

She agreed.

She is a good woman.

You also look like a good girl.

Do not be afraid of me.

I do not have it.

I am a legal type.
Tell your boyfriend.

You do not deserve
to live in a cave.

Goodbye.

that same night,

not far from here,

They raped that woman.

You're good?

Calm down, it's nothing.

I can not help you much now.

But maybe I can help a little.

I know what suffering is,

and I know one day it's over.

I would be lying if I said there
is always a happy ending.

Sometimes it is the opposite.

You suffer so much that in the
end there is no more suffering.

And that is worse.

But remember this:

The things that are made
are what we decided to do.

Further...

You are not alone in this bed.

There is another being
near your heart.

And all of us,

Bébé and everyone
else, we have you

to bring him to this world.

Only you can do that.

Yes mom.

Will I ever get this lazy man
to accompany us to the church,

instead of staying
in bed on Sundays?

I'm exhausted.

I, every morning, I
am in the port at 6.

Sunday is to rest.

Does going to church
seem like a break?

Can not you hear anything?

The Lord calls you.

He calls you

Do not you hear his call?

Lord, help me to bring
this man closer to you.

Come to me

Help me sir.

It will help you.

When you get undressed

and you stay in balls.

Come, come to the Lord.

Oh Lord!

Where does it hurt? Here?

Here?

Do you prefer with the language?

Lord, help me to
bear this burden.

We are in sin.

We can never have children.

Who knows?

God could do a miracle.

Help us!

We wanted children
We spend a fortune on doctors.

but we could not have them.

It is my fault.

No way.

Yes, I am the one who can not.

So we had to decide to take
another woman's children.

And that was very hard.

She has gone crazy, Joël.

She's crazy.

She stopped loving
herself, and above all me.

So he turned to the
church in search of love.

Now it is full of pity.

Piety.

A merciless pity.

He condemns us all

because we are not like her.

But...

I still love her.

I dreamed I sculpted.

You were imprisoned in the wood,

I had to free you.

And that's where the dream ended.

I woke up in the cell,

alone, with the
snoring of the others

and its stench.

I stink like them.

I felt strong outside but
here I am too young.

With all those thoughts

my sex hardens,

and I caress it
without realizing it.

I force myself not to think about you,

and my sperm comes out,

spraying my hand,
my belly, my balls.

Then I open my eyes,

and the cell falls on me,

and I remember that I am alone,

without you.

I love you my love.

I love you as surely as
your hair is growing.

I'm horrible.

I'll take care of you.

I also.

I also.

They will not be able to with me

They will be able to force me to anything,
but they will not be able to do it with me.

I have an appointment,

a date with a baby face.

And I will go.

Even in the shit and the
stench, I'll be there.

I will always be there.

I'm going out,

and I will work wood and stone.

I have understood it.

I'm not an artist

I work with my
hands and my guts.

I am like my father and yours.
You understand?

One day

I wondered what life
would that blind old man

I saw every afternoon.

What life would all
these people lead

with its sorrows
and hidden joys?

I was wondering

what would happen to a pregnant
woman if she suddenly became ill.

Would people trample her
to get out of the bus?

I feel chills.

Every day I will be heavier

and more ill.

And Bébé has me to take it out.

Even if I can not walk,
I have to be strong.

And every time I am less.

I think I put on 100 Kg.
Per hour.

I do not recognize myself

You've never been more beautiful.

Thanks, you're very kind.

If you had twelve, we would
enter the record book.

Come now!

I can not imagine how
I will be at the end.

It does very strange
things in there.

If you could touch it...

Sometimes it's like
Sleeping Beauty.

I wonder if he's
plotting a leak.

Then, suddenly it is everywhere.

And it hurts a lot.

But it's his way of talking to me.

It has moved?

I'm not afraid anymore,
Little Sister.

I've been talking to the lawyer.

- That woman does not lie.
- What?

Okay, yes. She repeats
what the police said.

And surely he suggested
that he wash immediately.

I knew that the sperm
was not from Bébé,

and that that would have
proved his innocence.

But she does not lie.

For her, Bébé is the rapist.

It was a nightmare.
It will not happen again.

So he's fucked up?

Someone should talk to her.

Lawyer?

No, he can not and
he is also a man.

I will go!

No, you stay here.

If Bébé does not see
you, he will go crazy.

I have the classes, the work and
I have to press the lawyer.

- Just left...
- Mom?

It is the only one

And the money of the trip?

I can see her? I have not seen.

And the direction?

Here it is.

This is the club address

where his brother Piet
works, near Sarajevo.

How old is he?

18

As his son-in-law.

Let's hope the old
woman gets it.

I'm glad you're going, Marianne.

Another thing.

Bébé's mother and
sister are a problem.

According to them, Bébé has
always been a scoundrel.

If the accusation gets those
respectable people...

Two old cretins!

- It is not true?
- His mother is right.

They may be cretins but that
does not change anything.

Nor your pregnancy either.

- Then there's the father...
- Franck is charming.

They will say he is a drunk,
a bad example for his son.

He is not a drunkard.

Threatened the
prosecutor while drunk.

- You? never drink?
- What does it have to do?

If you can not help your child

imprisoned, he would
also get drunk.

Yes, but I would hire a lawyer
to stop me from doing nonsense

that hurt my son.

All good?

Do you get me?
Do you speak French?

I'm looking for a taxi
driver who speaks French.

Sorry sir.
Do you speak French?

I manage quite well.

You can take me to this address?

Very good.

God, how young I look!

Nobody will believe that I have an
older daughter and over pregnant.

You do not look your age

Here you do not have the
same paper as at home.

You can dress as you want, you
will always be the rich tourist,

because nobody knows
you, and you are alone.

Life is easier in your country.

Nobody will believe you here.

No one will believe that you are coming to
save the father of your future grandchild.

It is useless I.

It will not help.

What am I doing here?

James.

Is it like that?

Do you want more?

Do you want your child to be born?

Of course.

Well, I'm sorry to tell you, but
you'll have to stop working.

I know it's for the money,

but it is exhausting you.

If you continue like this,
you will lose the child.

If you lose it, you will lose Bébé.
He will not want to continue living.

And if you lose it, you
will lose yourself.

And me. Everything will be lost.

I'm not kidding.

Yes I know.

We have to take
care of each other.

There are things I can do:
make money.

And things you can do.
I can not have the child.

If I could I would do it.

He would do anything for you.

I know, dad.

And there are things that you can
only do for your great Bébé.

Agree?

He's a kid and he's
going through things

that neither an adult would support.

And he does not have more than you.

I'm a man, I know what
I'm talking about.

I know young people do not like
that we talk to you like that.

I was young too.

Ok dad.

Bring us that child
safe and sound,

and we will take Bébé out.
I promise.

Do you promise?

Yes I promise.

Fold the chocolate,
it will cool.

And it will weigh you in the stomach.

I have to see someone,
I will not be long.

Clear.

French?

The person you are going to see...

French?

He speaks French?

I do not know, I have no idea.

If you want, I can.

Talk.

Thank you, yes,
or thank you, no?

Yes thanks.

Do you know his name?

Piet Radik.

Piet Radik.

I waited.

Is working.

He has not come yet.
Vodka with orange?

Health.

As a young man I wanted to be a singer.

Very good, singer.

I left home.

I wanted my parents, but I
had to go to be a singer.

I was 19 years old.

I left to follow the
group's percussionist.

Percussionist?

Yes. The battery.

I was on tour with Léo Ferré.

He is a French singer.
It was, it is already dead.

"Over time...

eventually everything goes. "

Nice voice.

But at 19 years old I was very young.
Now I realize.

I could not do anything to
help the percussionist.

I was not a woman enough.

I could not give him
what he needed.

So everyone went by their side.

Piet Radik?

And you?

Do you speak French?

Yes a little bit.

I'm Marianne Patché.

Sit down

I was coming to see Mrs. Radik.

But first he wanted
to see his brother.

I am the future mother-in-law...

Do you get me?

Continue

I am the future mother-in-law
of the man accused of rape,

of the violation of it,

and that he is in jail.

He has a very strange son-in-law.

I also have a strange daughter.

A violation can ruin a life.

It is still very affected.
Leave her alone.

The young man did not do it.

- What am I going to tell him?
- How do you know?

Look at me

Look at me!

Do you think I do not love my daughter?

I can not imagine that
I have a daughter.

And soon I will be a grandmother.

- From...?
- Yes

Do you think I would allow my
daughter to marry a rapist?

He is not going to preach it.

He has not looked at me well.

Look at me again.

I was not there.
Were you?

My sister swears it was him.

They mistreated her, they destroyed
her, she still burns her inside.

I do not want to rekindle the fire.
I am sorry.

I do not care what happens
to your daughter.

Is going to have a son?

What do you want from me?
Why did you come here?

Why do not you leave us alone?

The justice of his great country

It will help you if you are innocent.

I can not do anything.

I can not help you.

I am not anything.

Only what they see on TV

and to whom blankets are
sent when the bombs fall.

I am sorry,

but I can not help you

It's not about rancor.

I have my job here.

My sister has returned,

I had fled from here.
Imagine what happened?

No, you can not know.

Wait, Piet.

I allow myself to call him that
because he could be his mother.

My son-in-law is his age.

Look at this photo.

Have you violated
to some woman?

Answer!

Have you raped any woman?

Do you think I've come
to make you suffer more?

Do you think I'm a liar?

Do you think I'm crazy?

Really crazy?

So,

Take this picture and
show it to your sister.

Tell him to look
at her carefully,

Let him examine his
face carefully.

I'm a woman,

I know they raped her.
And...

I know what women know.

But I also know that my
son-in-law did not rape her.

I'm telling you

who knows what men know.

Please, take this picture.

Hug your sister, and teach her.

What did you say?

He told me...

tell him

that his sister expects a son

She is pregnant.

Come on.

I'm fine.

I'm sorry to be late.

Would you allow me, Clim?

Take.

I'm sorry, Mr. Levy.

No, listen.

Have, keep it.

I can not pay.

Keep it, I tell him.

The bastards!

I could not rent it to anyone else.
The site is yours.

I have no money.

You'll pay me when your
man gets out of jail.

Meanwhile, it's free.

Taking.

The two months of rent.
Take it

That baby will need a
roof over his head.

And you will make me
many more babies.

Do you hear me?

Many.

It is done.

I'm going with you?

No, thanks, Jaime.

I'm sure he speaks French.
I will not be late, do not worry.

Please.

This young woman lives here.

I'm looking for her.

There?

Mrs. Radik?

I have a picture of you, Mrs.
Radik.

I have work.

Speak well French.

I'm not Mrs. Radik.

I'm Mrs. Patché.

- I do not know her.
- I know.

We do not know eachother.

Maybe he has not heard of me.

I have known your brother.

Did he give him my picture?

The lawyer of the man
he accused of rape.

- I do not understand.
- If you understand.

No, leave me.

I've come to get a
man out of jail.

You are going to marry my daughter,

and he did not rape her.

Look.

Please, look.

The girl in the photo is my daughter.

And the one with her...

Was he the one who raped her?

Please, look!

Was the?
Mrs. Radik, was he the one who raped you?

One thing is obvious,

You have never been raped.

Let me see.

It seems,

but he did not laugh.

In this world

Sometimes things happen to us...
terrible.

And we also do terrible things.

I was a woman before you
You always pay for the lies.

He has sent a man to
jail he does not know

and that he's going to marry my daughter.

You were a foreigner there,

He is black, Mrs. Radik.

And I think he's in jail
because he's black.

I saw it and I recognized it.

- It was dark.
- I could see.

I had never seen it until the
police showed it to him.

It is very safe.

I've known him all my life.

They all say that, but I saw it, Mrs.
Patché.

It was him.

He threw me to the ground...

His face... It was him, I swear.

You. know the man who
threw himself at me,

his eyes, his smell?

It was him, Mrs. Patché.

- Mrs. Radik!
- Leave!

He raped me!

Are you okay, dad?

Does your mother send you?

Why do you say that?

You do not care about me.

How bad are you.

Bad? It's possible.
And what are you?

Douchebag!

You should sell your ass
to help your brother,

instead of giving it to those
piojosos without cojones.

We never know what others
carry in their hearts,

nor what we carry in ours.

And it's better.

We grow with that mystery, and
the mystery grows with us.

But nowadays, everyone
knows everything,

that's why there are
so many people lost.

Come on!

The brother of Mrs. Radik.

He told her that he had not seen
the rapist. He wants to testify.

Thank you honey.

No, thanks to Piet Radik.

He has done something formidable.

Would we have done
the same for him?

Of course.

You're right.

We are like them
and they like us.

We all live in the same shit,

and for the same reason.

Hello, little sister.

Hi.

They have fired my father.

He was stealing and they
threatened to send him to jail.

The last time we saw him, he
was drunk and he insulted us.

And then he left.

Nobody has seen it since then.

- Come in.
- No thanks.

If you see it, call me.

Clear.

You know? I'm scared.

Everything will be fine, Blondine.

Maybe I wanted to be alone.

Everything will be fine.

Thank God

Franck has disappeared.

Blondine says he's been fired.

Did you know, Joël?

Blondine was very scared.

Why did they fire him?

For stealing.

Shit!

The money of the
lawyer and of the trip

They were not your boss's.

Of course.

You have never lied to me.

Why would I lie?

Did you know I was stealing?

Your son is going to leave.

We have won.

They have not been able to do it with us.

Plus,

there's another thing:

That brat that's going to come

he also needs you,

how he needs me and my wife.

And even yours, with
his bad character.

You will need all the
protection we can give you.

It will not be long, you know?

You will be wondering:
"What will those old imbeciles be like?"

So you see...

Now you are far away, Bébé.

You've come a long
way in that cage.

I will follow you.

Wherever you go.

I'm going to make a huge table

where people from everywhere
will come to eat.

And for a long time.

Here, it's for you.

Great! Did you do that?

Have you done more?

- Do you want to see them?
- Clear.

Come.

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