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- The bouquet !

- The bouquet ! The bouquet ! The bouquet ! The bouquet ! The bouquet ! The bouquet !

- Look out ! - The bouquet! The bouquet!

- Are you ready ? - The bouquet! The bouquet!

- One... Two... Three !

- Bravo ! - Bravo !!

- Bravo Paul ! It's very successful!

- Thank you my sister.

It's just that it's a shame for the rain.

- Oh Paul!

It ' not a big deal, you know what they say

Rainy wedding, happy... - Marriage.

Come on, cheers ! Right darling ?

- Dad and mom told me to congratulate you too.

They would have liked to be there. - Okay.

Paul... he's sick.

Can you make an effort ? - I don't care if he's sick.

You don't understand that I don't want to see him

and even less so on my wedding day ?

- Ah darling, here you're.

I was looking for you. I've got a surprise for you.

Cécile, would you excuse us ? May I borrow him for 5 minutes ?

- Of course. - Thank you.

- A surprise ? - Yes.

- Darling,

your uncle would like to tell you something.

- Okay, I'll be right back. - Yes.

- Come. - Beg your pardon...

- I hope you're going to recognize him,

that way I wouldn’t look stupid.

Sorry.

And... Ta-da!

- Hi.

I don't know if he's going to recognize me.

- Yes, yes, yes, sorry, of course...

It's just that it's... It's quite unexpected.

- Yes, how long has it been ? 15 years ?

- 20 years, 20 years.

But how do you... - It's me.

It's me. I was tidying up your desk and

I came across an old picture of the two of you.

Since you seemed quite close,

I thought that it would make you happy.

Strictly speaking, it would have been a nice surprise

if I managed to find him and it has been complicated.

- Anna insisted that I be present, so here I am.

Congratulations, by the way.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

- And what did you become, otherwise?

I became a carpenter,

and I just got a workshop in the area,

not very far from here.

And you?

- I'm a French teacher. - Oh, okay.

- Finally, specialized educator in a college for young autistic people.

- Okay. . I'm an educator too

and that's when we met.

Okay, I get it.

- Anyway, we’re not going to stand in the entrance.

Joseph, would you like a small glass of champagne ?

- With pleasure. - Come on ! Are we going ?

Are you coming ?

- Yeah, I'll join you, go ahead.

Okay.

STUCK WINGS

20 YEARS EARLIER

- Paul !

Can you help me with my vacation homework ?

Mom wants me to finish this division before going to play, but I can't.

- Not now. I'm going to the beach.

- When then?

When I come back, later. Try it on your own in the meantime.

But when are you coming back ? - In no time, don't worry.

- But when ? - Not long.

- Not on the baseline. - Olivier, quickly

- Go ahead, serve Richard.

Come on!

- Hey, little sucker ?

Do you think we don’t see you're peeking ?

- Not bad. And you have a touch that it's not bad.

- You two will make a very beautiful couple.

- Stop it ! No way.

- Hey, come back ! Look !

We can lend you her tits !

- Sorry.

I'm sorry, I thought I was alone.

- Never mind.

Your dancing is impressive.

- Oh, thanks.

- What's your name?

- Paul. And you ?

- Joseph.

Do you come here often ?

- No, it's the first time.

- Oh really ? Me too.

We just settled in the village with my mother.

- You're a newcomer ? Where are you from?

- From just about anywhere.

We live on the roads.

- Does that mean you haven't got a house ?

- No, it means I don't have a house.

Our thing is rather...

adventure, discovery, you know.

You, on the other hand, don't look like being a great traveler ? Am I wrong ?

- Not really. My travel is rather the music.

- Me too, I love music.

Jazz, especially. Do you know it ?

- Not really, no.

- Do you play an instrument and which one ?

- Yeah, piano.

- Oh, cool.

- Fuck, I'd like to be a star,

like Elton John or Michel Berger with the groupies and all.

- Are the chicks you're actually interest in.

- Yeah, maybe.

- Will you make me listen ? - Hm...

- Besides, I'm sure you play really well.

- Yeah., but I'm not a virtuoso either.

Besides, if you leave soon, it might be complicated.

- No, my mother got a hernia or something like that.

She can't drive anymore, so we're going to stay here for a while.

I'll even have to go to high school when it starts.

- Where ? I mean which one ?

- Hum...Garibaldi, I think.

- But it’s my high school ! - Really ?

- Yes. - Can't believe it !

You're going to introduce me to your friends, I hope. - Sure.

- Well, I have to tell you that I don’t have too many friends actually...

People don't really care about me, usually.

- Why ?

- I don't know.

- Maybe I'm a bit weird as a boy.

- That's fine.

I'm only interested in weird people.

Come on, let's go for a swim.

Come on !

Watch on your left.

Michel Berger, right ? - Yeah.

Don't you like him ? - Stop it !

No, stop it !

- It's freezing cold !

- Sunday ? Same place, same time ?

- Okay.

- Pack your stuff, time to eat.

- What's that stupid smile ? - Nothing.

- Are you in love ? - No.

- Well, I saw the way you smile.

- Not at all, stop it.

- Mum, Paul is in love ! - Shut up !

- Stop lying, I saw you smiling !

Stop lying ! - Stop it !

- Liar... - Kids, please !

- Hello ?

- Did you lie to me ? - No.

- At what time is it? - At least tell me what's her name ?

- Put it there! - Yes.

No need to wait for your father to have dinner.

He will be home later.

- As usual.

- Paul ! Stop it !

Paul ! Stop it !

Stop it ! You're going to kill him !

- Ah, Paul.

I love skinny-dipping, don’t you?

- Yeah, sometimes.

- Are you going to stay dressed like an altar boy all afternoon ?

- No, I was at Mass this morning.

- You want to baptize me, isn’t it ?

In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit,

I give myself to you, Lord.

- Amen.

You're not baptized ?

- No, my family is Jewish.

My father lives in an Orthodox community in Toronto.

And my mother...

My mother is a believer too, but

to her, her host is the spliff.

Look, wait...

do you fancy listening to something ?

Hold it.

Here.

This is jazz.

I swear.

- Thank you. Thank you very much.

- Thank you, bye.

- Come on, let's go over there.

- Let me taste it. - Is it mine or not ?

- Joseph ! ♫ Now I can see so far ♫

♫ , that things should be getting better ♫

♫ Hello moon, ♫

♫ I guess I'm not near enough ♫

♫ Of just what got into that boy ♫

♫ and why he left me all alone ♫

♫ And as my shadow ♫

♫ gets longer on the ground ♫

♫ Oh, could not move ♫

♫ I'll see you around, yeah ♫ Good night moon, I'll see you around Yeah!

♫ Good night moon, ♫

♫ I'll see you around ♫

- Are you sure she doesn't mind ? - No, don't worry.

Besides, she really wants to know you.

Hi, mom.

There you go. - Thank you.

- And you can taste the maple syrup.

My dad sent it to me from Toronto.

It's crazy. - No, that's great.

- Oh no, my shirt !

- You're funny, both of you.

Come. Come to have a look, Paul.

Come here, see how beautiful I was when I was young.

- Mom, stop it. - Stop what?

Are you preventing me from showing my pictures?

Have you seen how beautiful I was when I got married?

This is Yair,

Joseph's father.

I’ve never loved anyone so.

- Why did you break up, then ?

- Well, time..

Time, Paul, is the enemy of love...

and the habits.

And HaShem too.

He always loved HaShem more than me.

- Who's HaShem ?

- No... - Well, God, if you prefer.

I wasn't jealous of other women,

but of God, yes, hum...

Personally, I consider him as a benevolent grandfather,

but to him was like...

an exclusive... lover.

But personally I enjoy other things in life.

Travelling,

being free, having sex...

- Mom...! Paul, shall we go to my room ?

So I can give you a clean shirt, okay ?

- Yeah, that's it. Come on, off you go, eh?

I know I'm a bore with my stories.

- No, not at all. I find them interesting. - Paul !

- Well, I'm off.

- I'm sorry, She It can be quite boring when she starts telling her life.

- I find it funny.

- Here, it's a t-shirt they gave me on a market in Italy.

You can keep it if you want.

And...

Here it is...

Here !

This is a gift.

- What is it ?

- It's the music I made you listen to, last time.

You can have it.

- Thank you, but are you sure you won't miss it?

- No, don't worry.

I'm glad you get it, that way...

every time you'll listen to it, you will think of this summer

Wait.. hey...

Here, you must listen to something...

♫ My arms were around him, ♫

♫ my eyes were aglow, ♫

♫ the moment was tender, ♫

♫ the music was slow ♫

♫ But while we were dancing... ♫

- Hi. - Hi

- Ouch!

What's up ? - I'm aching.

- What’s going on? - I have such a toothache.

- Paul, could you go with your sister at your father’s office ?

He's not answering.

- Yeah, okay. come with me.

Let's go. - Thanks.

- Come on.

- Don’t worry, it’s going to be okay. You’re going to see dad

There's no one left.

- He's not here, dad ?

- Hmm... Take a sit, I'm going to have a look.

- He's in the middle of an operation. He is not available at the moment.

- Come on. We'll see when he gets back. - But I'm in pain.

- I know. Let's go to the pharmacy on the way.

- But I'm feeling bad. - It's going to be fine.

- Hi. - Hi.

I... I... I was passing by and I... I...

I told myself that since we didn't have time to talk at the wedding...

- Come in.

Watch out !

- Yeah, it's...

- Would you like a coffee ? - With pleasure.

And since the construction site was late

and we had already sold the apartment,

we had to move in at my mother's place.

Well, but at least it saves me from paying rent and...

and it allows her to feel less lonely,

especially after the divorce.

- And your father, how does he feel about it ?

- Oh, I don't know. I don't care. It’s been years since we last talked

- Right.

What's the matter ? What's wrong ?

- Nothing. It's just that...

It's weird to see you.

- It's true.

- Oh no, honey, put that right.

You threw that on the table. Make an effort.

- Hi. I introduce you to Joseph.

- Good morning, madam.

- Finally, I meet the famous Joseph. Welcome.

All the pleasure is mine.

- I'm Cécile.

Ah, finally, it's you. Nice to meet you.

- Take a sit. I'll be right back.

- Here, you can sit there if you want. - Yeah.

- What's for lunch?

- Uh, I think mom's cooked some chicken.

- Charles, Blanche speaking.

I guess you've forgotten, but

Paul's friend is here for lunch.

It would have been nice if you could show us a little interest.

But apparently, it's too much to ask.

- No, no, let me go

- Ah, you suck !

- Hey, Joseph!

Mattress, bomb !

- Paul, you're an asshole !

- What are you reading ?

- I'm reading "The painted Lady" by François Sagan. Do you know it ?

- No. Do you like it ?

- Yes.

It's very beautiful what it says about our humanity.

But, above all, it's very fair.

- Come on, Joseph. Come on Joseph, come on !

- I'm going to take a picture

to immortalize this beautiful day.

- Is this okay ? - Yeah.

You look gorgeous.

- That night, no one could close their eyes.

They just wanted to have a laugh by gluing his wings.,

not to kill him.

But they didn't know that he was an angel

and that he would never be able to fly again.

When all of a sudden,

one of them heard steps

in the dormitory.

There is a hoarse breath.

That of a beast.

A beast thirsty for blood

and revenge.

Except that no one believes him.

But he...

He's sure of what he has seen.

There's someone...

or something right here.

And it's watching them.

But they, they don’t want to listen.

They turn off the lights,

they go back to sleep,

and that's when... all of a sudden...

at the back of the dormitory...

Uuuaaaaaaaah !!!

- Oh, you're not funny !

You're not funny ! You're not nice !

- It's okay, it's a joke.

- Well, your joke is not funny.

- Well, I’m going to get a coke for penance.

Mom ? Mom ?

Mom?

Mom ? Mom, are you okay ?

Mom ! Mom, wake up !

Joseph ! Mom ?

- Mom, are you okay ? - What's going on ?

- Mom !! I don't know. No, you, don't worry !

Joseph, come here ! - What is it, she fainted ?

- Mom, I don't know. - Shit !

Mom, I'm talking to you...

- We must call the ambulance. Paul get the phone.

Mom ?

- What happened?

- Mom was in an alcoholic coma.

- Damn, that's not true.

Where is she ? How is she ?

- She's better now.

She's in her room, resting.

That would never have happened if you hadspent more time with your wife

instead of going out with your whores.

- Cécile ! Cécile !

Mom, are you okay ? - Yes.

- Mom, I was so scared !

- Oh, slowly, slowly.

Your mother is doing very well.

She just needs some rest right ?

- Sit down.

- Sit down... slowly.

There you go.

And by the way...

I've got a surprise for you.

Next Monday we're all leaving... for a week in Paris.

- Oh, thank you. Is that true?

- Yes, it's true, if it makes you happy.

- Well, I’m going to pack my suitcase.

- Damn, I swear, he's such an asshole.

Shit, a fucking cunt ! I would like to kill him !

Stop it, Paul. There's no point saying it.

However, what we can do is take a balloon

and shoot it at the windows of your father’s office.

And bang ! Right in the ass of his bitch.

- It pisses me off to go to Paris for a week.

I swear, I don't feel like it.

- Stop it, it's not that bad. You'll see.

Besides, a week goes by quickly. - Yeah.

- Promise... As soon as you get back, we'll see each other.

You'll tell me about your journey. Okay ?

Come on, it's going to be great. Come on, it’s going to be great. You’re going to spend it all, eh?

Tell him it's going to be great. - No, it's going to be great.

No, no, I don't hear anything. Go on, tell him.

- It's going to be great. - It's going to be great...

Go on, tell him. So ?

Are you happy or not ? - It's going to be great.

The Eiffel Tower, all that, pays off.

- Are you all right, kids?

- Yeah.

♫ ... turned about ♫

♫ And walked right out ♫

♫ And the silence was the loudest ♫

♫ I've ever heard ♫

♫ Come back to me, darling ♫

♫ I must make you see ♫

♫ that things aren't all... ♫

- Come on, kids, now start unpacking.

- Mum ? - Yes ?

- If I put it here, it can look pretty, right ?

- Put it in your room, it will look better there, sweetie.

- Are you already off ? We've just arrived.

- Yeah, I'm going to the beach. See you tonight.

- Oh!

- It's okay, I take this, thanks. - Okay.

- Here we go !

- Hey, Paul!

He's my best friend.

So ? How was Paris ? Tell me.

- Yeah, it was cool.

Do you know them?

- Yeah, I met them two days ago.

They are really nice and they attend the Garibaldi too.

What's wrong ? Come, let me introduce you.

Hey, mates ! Meet Paul !

- Hi, Paul. - Hi Paul.

- Hi.

Hey, Poulette, how are we going to organize

the party at your place on Monday ?

- Who's bringing the booze ?

- I don't know. - The guys, right ?

- As usual.

- I wonder what they would do without us, right ?

- Let’s say that you should know something about this matter, isn't it ?

- Hey, Joseph, are you coming too?

- Hmm.. Yeah, cool.

Well, if I can come with Paul, though.

- Yeah, of course.

- Cool.

- Yeah.

- Cool.

- Hi Paul ! - Hi !

- Hello, Joseph. - Good evening, good evening.

- Come on, get in guys. - I have a bottle from my mother.

- You can put it there, thank you. - Okay.

- Okay. - Okay.

- Okay, we’re five each now.

Are the candidates ready for the 6th round? - Yeah.

- Yeah ? - Okay.

3, 2, 1, go !

- I would never thought that you liked my genres of music.

- Why not ? - I don't know, just so.

Heck, I'm going to smoke a little spliff, are you coming ?

- Okay.

- Tell me, have you ever tried a blowback ?

- No, what's that ?

- I light my joint, I take a puff,

I hold the smoke in my mouth.

and then I blow it back into your mouth very gently. - Okay.

Do you want to try? - Yeah, go ahead.

- Open your mouth.

- Wait, I'm not sure actually. I...

I already got a dizzy head,

I don't know if it's a good idea.

- Okay. As you wish.

I'm going to get a some water. I'll be right back. - Okay

♫ When I see your smile on your lips ♫

♫ in the middle of my heart you hit the bullseye ♫

♫ the way you look at me ♫

♫ it’s getting in my head that I like you ♫

♫ it’s the bottom of your big clear eyes ♫

♫ what makes me want to make it my landmark ♫

- What are you doing here ? Go away !

- Oh, here you are ? - Oh, Paul !

- How are you ? - I'm fine.

- I’m just a little dizzy, that’s all.

I'm just a little dizzy, that's all.

But tell me, did you kiss Nathalie ?

- No. No, I didn't kiss her. - What ?

I reckon, there was a moment she wanted to, but I don’t know, I...

I freaked out.

- What did you freak about, Paul ? It was the chance of your life.

Uh... what was it ?

You were scared of not knowing how to do it ?

- Yeah, I think that's it. - Oh, fuck.

Look, I'll show you if you want. Look - Oh..!

- What's that ?

You're scared of kissing a guy, isn't it ?

- No, that's not it.

- Isn't it ? What is it tnen ?

- I don't know.

- Look.

It's very simple.

You caress her...

Gently.

You have to take her time, most importantly.

You go up.

Little by little.

And... you kiss her.

You see ?

It's not that complicated, is it ?

- No. That's right.

It's not that complicated.

- Oh, fuck ! - They're faggots !

Oh, mates ! Paul and Joseph are faggots !

- What? Faggots? I was just showing him how to kiss a chick.

- Yeah, of course. Of course, yeah.

No, where are you going ?

Aren’t you staying with your dude a little longer ?

- What s the problem ? Are you jealous ?

Come on, chick, I'll make you room, if you want.

Look, if you want, look, there's room for all of you. you.

- What did you just say ? - Don't move.

- How did you call me ? In front of everyone ?

- Shut up ! What's going on, chick ?

- I'll make you cry. What did you call me ?

I’m going to smash your face.

Fucking faggot !

Stand up ! Stand up ! Fucking faggot !

- I swear ! He was on Isabelle's bed,

kissing a guy.

- Paul Domas ia a fag.

- Little poofter. - Faggot.

- Cock garage.

- Cocksucker

- Oh, shit. He is also in my class.

[DIRTY FAGGOT]

- - If you've come to see Joseph, you are wasting your time.

- Please, I really need to talk to him.

- Are you deaf or you don't understand French ?

- What are you really afraid of ?

That I approach him ?

Do you reckon as well that I am a dirty faggot, isn't it ?

- Five minutes, not more.

- Can we talk ?

Did they hit you ? - What do you think ?

- I’m sorry for running off like that the other night

I should have stayed with you. - You should have, yeah.

But it's too late now.

- Do you want me to leave?

- I don't.

You know...

the other night,

I told you I just wanted to show you how..

to kiss a chick.

I didn’t tell you that for real.

I'm leaving, Paul.

- What do you mean?

I'm going to my dad's,

In Toronto.

- Paul !

- I think I have to go. - Wait !

Will we write to each other ?

- Promised.

Bye.

- Paul, wait.

Excuse me for earlier. I wasn’t soft with you.

But you have to understand.

Did you see what they did to Joseph ?

My son is everything I've got.

What's next ?

I can't stand all this.

- I'm sorry.

- No, don't be sorry.

That's life. It's the things of life.

You can't do anything about it.

But you, Paul,

be careful.

♫ He kept coming closer ♫

♫ The magic was there ♫

♫ He wore an expression ♫

♫ and made people stare ♫

♫ He looked so romantic ♫

♫ But darling... ♫

I have to say that I've had a lot of nightmares since we came back.

It's always the same, actually.

The same night, on the same beach.

The two of us

with Richard.

- Oh...

- Suddenly you’ve disappeared.

No news at all from you. Nothing.

You left me alone with...

this fucking guilt on my back.

- Is that why you came back?

To settle your scores ? - No.

No, no, I...

I just want to know, why ?

- My mother wanted to protect me.

She wanted us to leave, that's all.

- As usual.

- Who was there to protect me ?

Nobody.

Anyway, you've always found a way to disappear

when I needed you, when I hit the bottom of the hole.

But after all, Paul, I was there that night.

I begged you,

I screamed, I yelled for you to stop

and what did you do ?

- You think I don’t know ?

Fuck !

[... furthermore talking about AIDS,

this mysterious disease that has spread especially

in the homosexual community and

that turned out to be deadly to nearly 500 people.

The fact that we still don’t know how to cure this disease

is starting to provoke

a real wind of panic in the whole country.]

- You get what you want... [... in around 50 cases...]

- Anyway, it’s these faggots who brought this shit.

[In the United States, AIDS,

the syndrome of acquired immunodeficiency,

hits mostly three categories of people:

Homosexuals, drug addicts...]

- Pretty boys...

- Ouch.

- Don’t be that they don’t have enough of us.

It's a gift. We know you love to suck.

Here, who wants it?

- More than 6 million Jews

were deported and exterminated

during the Second World War.

But what 6 million means ?

Well, if we had to stay silent one minute for each dead,

we would remain silent for 11 and a half years,

24 hours a day.

That's 6 million.

There weren't just the Jews, there were the gypsies too,

the homosexuals, the disabled people,

who were all considered to be an inferior race by the Nazis.

As for homosexuals,

they were forced to wear a pink triangle

to make them distinguishable.

Many were victims of experimental- medical treatments

and were exterminated in the camps.

- Excuse me, may I ask you a question ? - Yes.

- Why were they wearing a triangle?

- It was precisely to make them distinguished,

so that the population would not mix with them.

- Okay.

- It's awkward, isn't it ?

- Yeah..

- Look, look ! Look !

- All right, come on.

- Come on - Get off me ! Get off me !

- Come on. You’re going to take your little shower

- No ! No ! No !

- Come on ! - No, no !

- Go on ! Go on ! Go on ! - Stop it !

- Faggot !

Now we’re going to give you your shower.

Let's get out of here.

- Fuck, you could knock.

- Excuse me, I didn't hear the shower.

I'm just taking my medication.

What are these bruises?

- Well, it's nothing.

- But you've got them all over. - It's nothing I told you.

I fell off my bike.

- Dry yourself well not to get cold.

- Joseph,

since you left, every day here has been a hell.

I can't cross the courtyard or walk in the corridors

without being insulted as...

as a fag.

It's tough !

Sometimes, I think to myself that...

Joseph,

I hope your move in Toronto went well.

Here, the days are getting greyer and greyer

and the summer seems far away.

Thankfully, I have the LP of Carole Sloane

that you gave me to overcome my blues.

With the Conservatoire, we're preparing

an orchestral version of Schubert's serenade.

We'll be playing it on the big stage of the casino on All Saints day.

It will be nice.

You will find it silly,

but this music makes me think of you.

Maybe that's why I love it so much.

Write to me, I can’t wait to hear from you.

I miss you. Paul.

- 4 in French,

3 in history, 1 in maths.

What's going on, Mr. Daumas ?

Usually, you're a good student, aren't you?

- I don't know.

- What do you mean, you don't know ?

Please understand that if your grades don't improve very quickly,

I will be forced to take sanctions.

- That won't be necessary.

We will take him back in hand and there will be results.

Believe me.

- I hope so.

- My darling.

Don't yout feel that there is anything you could talk to us about ?

- No.

Well, in any case, you have to buck up, my boy,

if not, life won't give you any gift,

none.

- Good. It's very, very good.

So, once again, don't hesitate to communicate well among you,

when you play look at each other.

I remind you that you are the one who sets the ambience

to help the dancers, right ?

So, I count on you to be precise and delicate.

- Do you think I didn’t see you from the small window of the room ?

You, peeping Tom !

- Well, it's not my fault.

You're so sexy when you dance that we... that we

exceed.

Hey, but it's the little poofter !

You know what? We'll all be there to see you play

at the show next week.

We even planned banners, slogans.

I'm sure your parents will love it.

And you can count on us. We'll all be there.

- I told your mother to call the conservatory

They'll need to find someone to replace you.

Paul, we really need to talk.

You're not going to class,

We're called by the principal and now you clear off.

What's the problem, in the end ? - Ain't any problem.

- Have you seen your hands?

What happened to get to this point?

- It happened that some guys pissed me off and I had to fight back.

What else do you want me to tell you ?

- I don't recognize you, Paul. It's not you.

- And what does it mean to be me, in fact ?

Being a victim who allows himself to be insulted and hit without saying anything, is that ?

- I didn't say that.

It's just that your behavior has been weird for a while now.

And with your mother,

we'd like to know why.

- What do you know about my behavior ? You're never there.

You never gave a fuck about us.

- Ah, you're back.

Could you go get Cecile at the conservatory at 5 P.M.?

I need to run some errands. - Yeah, okay.

- Thanks honey, see you later. - See you later.

- So, my cutie ?

We waited for you at the show last night, where were you?

I can't disappoint your fans. - Hmm... hmm..

Oh no mates, look at it ! - Oh...

- The little princess got injured. - Get off me.

What did you say? Is that the way to talk to your fans?

- What if we do a little show to make up for it right now, eh?

- That's a good idea. Come with us. - Let go of me.

- Come on ! - Let go of me, fuck !

Let go of me ! Let go of me !

Let go of me ! Let go of me !

- Do what you're told

otherwise it might end badly for you, understood ?

Take off your trousers.

- Never in my life.

I reckon he needs a little help.

-No ! No ! No !

No, no !

- Take off your trousers ! - No ! No ! No !

- Go ahead, grab him well, wait.

Wait, I've got an idea.

- It's magic, isn't it ?

- So, was it nice ?

- Paul, you're really a selfish bastard !

I've been waiting you for hours outside the conservatory.

Where were you?

- I forgot. I'm sorry.

Besides, you knew I had my super-heavy bag.

You're such an idiot. I only think about yourself.

- Paul ?

Are you almost done?

Paul, answer me.

I’m warning you, you don’t dare to use all the hot water !

Paul !

Paul, you're an asshole !

I need to take a shower.

Paul !!!

- Charles, Charles, he has opened his eyes. - I saw it, yes.

- Paul.

Why did you do that ?

What happened to make you do such a thing ?

Answer me, please. dear.

I'm your mom, I need to know.

- They didn't stop hitting me.

They didn't stop insulting me.

They treated me as a dirty faggot.

Because that's who I am.

- What are you talking about ?

What's this nonsense ? You're not gay.

- I kissed Joseph.

- I don't know, I guess it's my fault.

I shouldn't have.

- Paul.

It’s very important that you stop belittling yourself all the time.

They are the ones responsible, it’s not you.

Do you understand?

And Mrs. Daumas, it is imperative that

you contact the high school's headmaster

so that he can take sanctions against the students concerned.

- Yes, I'm going to talk to my husband about it.

No, no, no. You're not gonna talk to your husband, you do it.

Eventually...hm...

it's your son's life at stake.

Agreed ? - Yes.

- What did he say the principal ?

- He said that he had questioned the whole class and

that no one had seen Richard or his classmates harassing you.

- So you don't believe me ?

- I didn't say that.

It's just that it's your word against theirs and

the principal can't take sanctions on a simple accusation.

- Fuck, I can't believe it.

- Life is not always fair.

I do know something about it.

- Since no one likes to go to the dentist, in any case...

- Another little bit ? - There you go.

- And in general, it’s often at the first patient

that we see if we're going to have a good day or not.

- No, because I assure you that there are plenty that when they open their mouth,

it gives you the idea to put an end to it.

Besides, in these cases. with Charles we understand each other very quickl.

We have our own code. - That's right.

And you, your holidays ? - Mum... ? Mum ?

Ehu... Can you give me ten francs to buy some fried mussels ?

- Wow ! - Of course !

- I don't now. How much ? - I don't know.

- Okay. - We don't know...

- Oh, lalala !

- And you, your business ? - Thank you.

- Good ! - It seems to me more...

- Well, no, no, it's... it's... - Oh, well...

- But you'll be the first to... - Well, I count on it.

- No, not yet.

- Soon, normally, but...

- It's fine, I've got them. What do you want ?

- So, faggot ? Are you back ?

Did you see that your dude is back, too ?

You will finally be able to fuck.

- Hey, what’s wrong with you ?

What do you think you're saying ?

I'm ashamed of you. Off you go !

Bloody asshole ! - Well done for his face, to that one.

- Here. Keep the fries.

I... I'm going to get a jumper.

I'm feeling cold.

- Good morning.

- Hello.

- Paul ?

- Have you been back long? - The day before yesterday.

I’m just recovering from jet lag.

I swear, it's crazy city Toronto.

Everything is bigger over there.

Even their lake is the size of a sea.

Have you never been there ? I... I mean, to see your father ?

- No, he was always the one coming.

Besides, that was my first time with him.

We don't belong at all to the same world.

- Oh...

- I also did a carpenter internship there.

It was incredible.

I think that’s really what I want to do in the future.

You know, being... being a craftsman.

- Why you never did answer to my letters ?

- I don't know.

I don't know.

Maybe...

Maybe I tried to convince myself that

our story was wrong, and

I did tell myself that...

it would have been better to forget you.

Only that I couldn't

Because I love you, Paul.

I love you madly.

- I must not be late

My parents are waiting for me.

- We catch up later ?

On our beach ? Like last year ?

- Hum.. Okay.

In two hours time ?

- Where are you going, darling ?

- Hm... No, nowhere. I...

I'm just going to get some air.

Isn't Dad here ?

- No, dad will be home later.

Very busy flirting with his bitch.

I'm sorry, honey.

A son should never see his mother in this state.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

It's going to be okay. Go !

Go !

- Good night, Mom.

- Good night, honey.

- We meet again ?

Wait, stay there. Stay there.

Wait !

You had a good laugh earlier, you and your sort of little sister.

It was funny, wasn't it?

Come on, laugh now, eh ?

You don't want to laugh anymore. do you ?

- Paul!

- Look who's here.

Two little girls for the price of one.

Fuck, I cut your throat !

Don't move, you ! Stay where you are !

Stay where you're or I stab him.

- Let him go.

The two faggots of the village who meet at night

on the beach to fuck.

Carry on.

Tell me how you arouse him.

Strip naked !.

No, Joseph.

No ! No !

- Get naked, I told you!

- No, Joseph. No, don't do that!

Don't do that ! Don't do it !

Let go of me!

- Paul !

Paul ! Stop it !

Paul !

Stop it ! It's enough ! You'll kill him !

- Let me go !

- Richard ?

Richard ?

- Richard !? Richard ?!

- No, let's get out of here, come on !

Don't stop !

Move on !

What were going to do now ?

- Nothing. We go back home.

[National Police, I'm listening.]

- Richard !

Richard !

- Excuse me.

Do you know where Iris and Joseph Khan have gone ?

They used to live in that mobile home.

- Yes, I can see that, but they left.

- Left ? - Well, yeah.

But, where ? For how long ?

Well, since he was re-let and they took all all their belongings,

in my opinion, they're not coming back.

[The work at the factories Sitex...]

- Are you feeling better, honey ? [The agreement between]

[the Unions and the management is...]

- Not really.

[Production will resume at the end of next week...]

- Do you want me to call a doctor ? - No.

[Another news comes from Lake Chevregny]

- I'm going to make you something hot.

[... a child who has been missing for 48 hours now]

The boy is Richard Vallette,

a 16-year-old minor

who would have been spotted for the last time

at a village party on the evening of July 14th.

Several searches are underway by the firefighters and the police,

but , at the moment, there are no leads to determine

Heated discussions are ongoing at the departmental council

regarding the new road...

- But why, Paul ?

- Why?

I can see what you're trying to tell me.

That it's all my fault that...

that I'm sick man, that I'm a brute... - No.

- Your fault, you weren't there.

- No, I never said that.

- This guy ruined my life, Joseph.

He humiliated me, he insulted me, he beat me up.

He... he even put a pen up in my ass.

What did you want me to do ?

What did you want me to do ?

I was 15.

- Paul, Paul, Paul.

Paul... Paul, please, Paul.

- You have no idea what they did to me.

- I love you.

- No.

I love my wife. I can't...

- I have someone in my life too.

It's going to be okay, Paul.

- I'm sorry, it's just that...

It's everything that... - It's normal.

- I have a question. - Hum...

It's you who made the body disappear ?

- No.

But I wanted to ask you the same question.

- No. - Then maybe he’s not actually dead.

- I don't know.

I hope. I hope.

- I hope too.

- I'm sorry. - No.

It's normal.

- Hi. - Hello, darling.

- Where are you going ? - To see dad at the hospital.

But are you serious, really ?

Are you going to see him again after...

after all the wrong he has done to you ?

- He’s very sick, I can’t leave him like this,

all alone, abandoned to his illness, there is no way.

- But he's not alone. He's with his whore.

His bitch of a prosthetist.

It's up to her to take care of him. It's not up to you.

Mom...

- Stop it, Paul.

You're just stupid and selfish.

- What ? It's me the selfish one ? - Come on !

Hey, I'm talking to you. It's me the selfish one ?

- How are you, darling ? - I'm fine.

It's just this family that's starting to... - Hey.

Hey, don't be upset.

Soon we will have our own home. - Hum...

And above all, our own family.

- You're right.

You're right.

I went to see Joseph this afternoon.

We had a little chat. It was cool.

- I am happy that you are seeing each other again.

But, it’s a bit thanks to me, eh?

We should organize a dinner together soon.

That way i'll be able... I'll be able to see him and talk to him

a little longer than at the wedding.

- Why not ?

Why not ?

- He's moved. - Yeah.

- Wow. - Good evening.

- Hi, Ana. How are you ?

- Yes. Thanks for the pastries

- My pleasure. Well, I introduce you to David.

- Good evening. - Good evening. Nice to meet you.

- Me too. - Give it to me. I'm going...

- Thank you.

Well, come in, come in.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

- It hasn’t changed here, has it ? - No.

- Have you known each other for a long time ?

- Oh... - Ah... eh...

Well, it's about... It's about... -Thank you.

Four years.

We met in a jazz club in Bordeaux and...

Since then, we've never left each other.

- Seems great !

Honey, can you cut, please ? - Yes.

- Thank you.

You, David, what do you do for living ?

- I'm a veterinarian.

Yeah, I'm fond of felines.

Well, at this moment, we have received from South Africa a couple of caracals.

You should see, they’re so cute.

- Caracals ?

- Yes, it's a...

It's a kind of big lynx with hair at the ends of its ears.

Well, it's a... It's a very big cat.

- Oh, very cute.

When I was a kid, it was my dream to become a veterinarian.

- Oh yeah ? - But well, life...

We don't always do what we wish. - But, wait, it's never too late.

You can be a veterinary assistant, an animal care taker...

- It's very tasty, anyway.

- Tell me, Paul.

Do you still have your piano here?

- Yeah. It's upstairs.

- Wait, where is it ? - Hum...

- It would be nice to hear you playing.

- Yeah, seriously.

- What ? Playing now ? - Yeah.

- It's a great idea. - All right.

- Hum... It's been a long time since I... - Come on !

- Come on, please. - Come on..

- Okay. - Let's go.

- Well, we go upstairs because it’s there.

- Okay, let's go upstairs then.

- Paul ? Paul ?

It's your mother.

- Yeah.

I'm coming.

- What's going on?

- My father...

- Paul !

- Shut up ! - What's up ?

Paul, wait. Where are you going ? - I'm leaving.

- No, you aren't leaving. You are going to listen to me now !

- Do you think I want to see all this playacting ?

- Listen to me ! Listen to me !

- Do you wanna know the truth ?

- What are you talking about ?

- Do you know what happened on July 14th ?

Do you want to know who really was dad ?

- I know very well who he was. - No, you don't know.

You don't know, but I know.

I was there, Paul.

Paul, I was there.

I was on the beach when Richard bumped into you. me.

- Oh... - Stay there.

You had a good laugh earlier with your angel's face.

Are you laughing now ?

Come on, laugh !

- Paul ! Paul ! Tell me what happened ?

Paul ! Oh, Richard ?

Hey, are you fine ? - Yeah.

It was him who did this to me.

- It's nothing serious. Don’t move.

We need to get you to the hospital. Don’t move.

It'll be fine ! It'll be fine ! - Don't touch me!

- Richard, don't move.

- I'm going to smash his face to that little poofter of your son.

I'm going to kill him.

I'm going to kill that faggot of your son. - Shut up !

- I won't shut up ! I won't keep quiet !

- Keep quiet. - I won't keep quiet.

You son likes coccks.

You missed that he’s onli good in sucking dicks...

- It's no true. - ... like his farher.

Do you hear me ? Do you hear me ?

Do you hear me ? Do you hear me ? Do you hear me ?

- Dad... !

Dad...

- Don't say anything to anyone, okay ?

I'll take care of him.

Don't say anything to anyone. - Okay, dad.

- To no one.

- Our father killed a man, Paul.

For you.

To protect you.

I know that you didn’t even come to see him, but...

Fuck, he loved you !

Why haven't you told me anything ?

- Paul ?

- It wasn't us.

- What's the matter ?

- It wasn't us. It wasn't neither you nor me.

- Wha...Wha... What are you talking about ?

- It was my father, it was my father who killed Richard.

- Your father ? - Yes.

My sister just told me

that the night it was him who came to the beach after us and...

It wasn't you, it wasn't me...

It wasn't me.

All these years, I thought that...

I always thought it was me.

It wasn't us.

It wasn't us.

- Are you sure ? - Yeah.

- Excuse me. - Yes ?

- I'm looking for room 428.

- It's at the end, on the left. - Okay, thanks.

I'm so sorry that I wasn't there for the birth.

You can’t imagine how I feel about myself.

- You know, it happened very quickly.

Much faster than we could have imagined.

And then, your mother had just come home and I, I...

I wasn't by myself.

I needed to decompress after the funeral. I don't know, to...

drive aruond...

And like an idiot, I had left my phone on silent mode.

- Hey, hey, look.

Everything is fine.

- Yeah...

- And that's what matters now.

- Can I ?

- Of course.

So...

We are still going to all him Noé ?

- Noé...?

Noé...!

- Are you fine ?

- Ana has given birth,

a beautiful little boy.

And we called him Noé.

But I wasn't there, I was here.

Here with you, I mean...

fucking.

I don't want we see each other anymore, Joseph.

I'm sorry.

I don’t want to do what my father

did to me, to my mother, to my sister

I want to be there for my family.

I would like to have two lives, but I...

I... I only have one and I have to spend it with Anna.

- I understand it.

- Here, keep it.

You keep it or I'll tear it up.

I'm sorry.

A YEAR LATER

- So, do you like your new home, eh ?

Do you like it?

And whose birthday is it today?

There will be everyone.

There's auntie, nuncle, granny...

Paul, did you bring the frozen food ? I can't find them.?

- Shit, I forgot them in the car.

I'm going to get them. - Thank you.

- Dad, come back right away, my love. - Yes.

And us, we're going to get everything ready.

Oh la la. Yes !

Get everything ready my darling...

Everything ready...

- Paul ! Paul, hurry up

or it is going to be all overcooked.

- Yeah, sorry. I was reading the mail.

- Djerba, it was fantastic.

The sun, the sea, everything was fine

but the the food, isn'it honey ?

Completely disgusting !

- Jean-Pierre, we've got it. Please, we're eating and there is a child.

- He understands nothing at his age.

- I swear, there really are days when I wonder if I made the right choice.

Well, you're really kind !

♫ Happy birthday to you ♫

♫ Happy birthday to you ♫

♫ Happy birthday to you, Noha ♫

♫ Happy birthday to you ♫ - Bravo !

- Do you want to go into dad’s arms ? Yeah !

We're going into Daddy's arms !

Here he is, Paul.

[- Paul,

it’s the first time I’m writing to you,

and it's also the last.

Don't worry,

It's not to create havoc in your life like I've already done.

The night you left me, I was devasted,

but everything was clear.

I couldn't go on with David.

Lying to him, lying to myself and...

the day after, I told him everything.

The July 14th, the two of us,

your choice...

And I left him.

I did hurt him,

but I would have hurt him even more by staying.

I know it.

You made the right choice by deciding to share

your only life with Ana.] - Paul !

[- You will never hear from me again, Paul.

It's much better that way.

Finally, I also wanted to say to you thanks.

And above all,

to wish you all the happiness in the world,

because you deserve it.

I kiss you.

Joseph]

Paul, there is any wine left, please ?

- Fuck !

Shit !

Shit !

Shit!

- Paul, What’s got into you ?

Are you alright?

- I'm fine. - What's wrong ?

Paul ? - I'm fine, I've already told you.

I'm fine. I'm sorry.

- It's okay, Noé. It's okay.

- Darling... - I'm fine, I told you, I'm fine !

Excuse-me all.

- He sent me a farewell letter that I...

received this morning and, I don't know, it made me...

he got me mixed up.

I'm sorry.

Okay, I really screwed up. I know

But I swear that there is nothing left between him and me.

It was just a mistake. Nothing more.

Ana... !

- Get out !

- Ana, please... - Get out, I told you.

Get out ! Pack your stuff and go away.

- Paul !?

- What happened?

No.

- There was no one on this road.

How could this happen ? I don't understand.

It's not possible.

- And the doctors, what do they say ?

- They say nothing.

No one says anything.

He's in a coma.

And no one fucking cares to tell me

if he's going to wake up or not.

I should never have let him go.

He wasn't well.

I had a feeling.

He told me that you had met again.

- It's going to be fine, it will be fine.

He needs you, Paul.

He's always needed you.

♫ My arms were around him ♫

♫ My eyes were aglow ♫

♫ The moment was tender ♫

♫ The music was low ♫

♫ But while we were dancing ♫

- Don't go... Don't go. ♫ I think you should know ♫

- Don't go.

♫ I was telling him ♫

- I need you as well. ♫ about you ♫

♫ He kept coming closer ♫

I need you too.

I need you too.

♫ the magic was there ♫

♫ He wore an expression ♫

♫ that made people stare ♫

♫ He looked so romantic ♫

♫ But darling, I swear ♫

♫ I was telling him about you ♫

♫ When you passed by ♫

♫ and caught my eye ♫

♫ You didn't say a word ♫

♫ You turned about ♫ - Paul...

♫ and walked right out ♫

♫ and the silence was the loudest ♫

♫ I've ever heard ♫

♫ Come back to me darling ♫

♫ I must make you see ♫

♫ that things aren't always ♫

♫ what they seem to be ♫

♫ The man in my arms ♫

♫ meant nothing to me ♫

♫ I was telling him about you ♫

♫ I was telling him ♫

♫ I'm loving you. ♫