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A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

Shit.

Shit.

Virginie, sweetie, wake up.

We're late.

The alarm didn't go off.

I don't wanna go to school.

And I don't want to go to work.

You earn money, at least.

- Move. - No.

Move! On three, you get a spanking!

A spanking?

Sam, sweetie, get up. The alarm didn't go off.

Your gym clothes are clean and by the door.

Virginie, don't go back to sleep!

Five minutes.

I'm out of contact fluid.

- Already? - Yeah.

Ok.

Carole!

Hurry up, the alarm didn't go off.

- Why aren't you dressed? - All my sweaters are itchy.

You're not leaving without a sweater.

Hi, Mom.

I don't like this cereal.

Can I have orange juice?

What's Carole up to?

Carole!

Do you have my check for the trip?

Yes, here.

My math teacher's absent.

Again?

Liar.

Screw you.

Don't start.

Hurry up.

Sam!

Hello!

Your gym clothes.

Thanks.

Here.

- What's all that? - Did something happen?

I don't know.

Off you go.

Good morning.

Take out the old dryer, ok?

Look.

When I do this,

I feel my lumps.

Feel them.

Stop freaking out.

No wonder the kids are stressed.

I'm just saying don't overdo it, I'm sure you're fine.

You're fine.

The lumps your gynecologist detected...

Can you see?

Could you turn your phone off?

I'm sorry, it got wet.

I can't seem to turn it off.

Carole, I'm in an appointment.

Where's my jean jacket? I can't find it.

I'll look when I get home.

No way!

This fat

looks and feels like a nodule, but it's harmless.

I don't understand.

Your body has produced fake cancerous lumps.

A bit like non-alcoholic beer, if you like.

There you go.

Check-up in 6 months?

Just for the heck of it.

What causes them?

I really don't know.

Are you stressed?

Unable to cope with your kids or work?

Modern day women's slavery.

Silly to cry over good news.

Yes, I'll second that.

Relax, Mrs. Giannini. Get some rest, exercise.

Your body is giving you a warning.

And teach your kids to respect you.

MEDICAL IMAGING

Clément, look at me!

Look at the birdie!

There we are. Look at the birdie!

Come on.

If ever you need portraits of yourself

or your family or your company...

Good morning.

Good morning, Pierre.

- Everything ok? - Yes.

Good morning, Mickaël.

Hi, Hassan.

- Good morning, Cécile. - Hi.

Hi, Channa.

Did you see what happened by your place?

Yeah, I heard the police this morning.

The lady drugged her husband's ravioli,

then smothered him with a pillow she'd embroidered

for their 50th anniversary.

You're kidding?

I see who they are.

Head-psycho wants to see you.

That jerk's changing all the depreciation values,

although we agreed on the amounts.

He's testing me.

Or reducing your work load!

Problem is you're way too nice.

You're edgy too, eh?

If my baby's premature, I'm taking him to labor court.

BRANCH MANAGER

With staff like you, we'll all end up unemployed.

I had a doctor's appointment.

Why do all Gillers' receipts date from the past 6 months?

Are they?

Are you sure?

Elvira, I don't have absolute pitch, I have absolute flair.

I can smell a con job a mile away.

But they're honest little printers.

Don't piss me off, Elvira.

Why are you staring? Are you trying to soften me?

Sit.

I have a question for you.

Do you enjoy it?

- Enjoy what? - Your job.

Yes.

Seriously?

Petty claim settlements turn you on?

No, not really.

Do fast track procedures give you a thrill?

No.

Then why do you do it?

Our profession should be a vocation,

a calling.

I have four mouths to feed.

I don't have time for soul-searching.

It's a job and I do the best I can.

How are the Chinese lessons coming?

I haven't had time.

I was counting on you to raise the standard of these retards.

Your work has been slipping lately.

Do you have personal problems?

I don't really give a shit.

I don't want to know.

I know what your life is like,

Elvira Giannini.

It's a life of school outings,

thankless children

and an absent husband.

Your comp time

is spent going to the supermarket.

You go home every evening exhausted.

And then there's

the laundry to do, dinner...

As if you had two jobs.

So of course,

you're tired...

... and you fuck up.

You fuck up, Elvira.

You have too much to handle.

Sorry, I'm late.

No worries!

Thanks for babysitting.

It's a tarot reading. One hour tops.

Jeff, where are you?

I'm sick of having a hole in my garden.

I'm at the studio covering for Patrick. It's a mess here, too.

Where is Patrick?

On a delivery. He must be driving.

Call him back.

I have a customer, gotta run.

Talk soon.

Take care.

Hey!

Carole?

Is this bracelet yours?

That piece of shit?

As if.

Find my jacket?

How was your day?

I'm sick of my stuff disappearing.

Léo, baby, you hungry?

Hi.

You'll like this.

I'll fix it for you.

It's coming.

You didn't get potato chips?

No, why?

My meeting.

- It's tonight? - Yeah, has been for a month.

Sorry, it slipped my mind.

Does she pay you, at least?

Babysitting is paid 15 bucks an hour.

- May I? - Here.

Cool!

Hey, cutie.

What's this?

It'll be nice with the sauerkraut.

It's non-alcoholic.

I can't concentrate.

Go to your room, pet.

It's the war. I keep thinking about it.

The war is over, Virginie.

Mom, try watching the news.

I'll be outside.

Yeah, the world's at war.

I failed my math test.

Again?

It smells weird.

I'm not falling for that.

No, I swear, it smells weird.

Like avocado.

I hate you.

You pain!

Leave your sister alone.

Come on, she's the pain.

Hey.

- I bought sauerkraut. - Weird word.

I'm not here tonight.

I have my pen pal meeting, remember?

Told you, it's war. The Germans are coming.

Everyone has a meeting.

Carole, you should consider math tutoring.

Actually, I'm out tonight.

I'm studying at Sonia's.

You're not eating here?

No, we have a presentation tomorrow

and we haven't started.

You and Sonia always do things last minute.

What'll I do with all that sauerkraut?

ARTY AMATEUR - PHOTOGRAPHY FESTIVAL

What?

It's...

I'm not Toulouse-Lautrec.

See ya.

Bye!

Big hug, Mom!

I love you!

Me too.

Isa...

Look, mommy's here!

- Everything ok? - Super.

- Not too much trouble? - Not at all.

Free tarot reading any time.

Ok. Thanks.

Hello.

Sign here, please.

Thank you.

Have a good day.

You too.

As I was saying earlier, what I love about Patrick's idea

is that everyone has space for expression and exposure.

It's a great opportunity for the city of Saint Benoît.

I love it!

Thank you.

The idea is to put people and conventional photography

at the heart of things.

Put the darkroom in the spotlight.

We have several

points to cover.

- Can you take over? - Yeah, sure.

These are the points we'll discuss tonight

to divvy up the work.

First, the choice of guest photographer.

You have some leads, Patrick?

Yeah, there's Sylvain Bernier,

who seemed interested.

Can you send him an email?

Good evening.

Patrick's expecting you.

Your husband's a doll.

- We're not married. - Don't say that!

We'd be tempted.

That way.

Excuse me.

I'm late.

It's that way.

Something wrong?

No, nothing at all.

Good evening.

It'll be a timesaver.

Keeping in mind that the blog's important for traffic.

Ready for dinner, Virginie?

No, it's interesting. I'm staying with Dad.

Please...

Sauerkraut anyone?

No, thank you. That's very kind.

No, thanks, honey.

Ok.

Concerning the budget, we have several options...

What're you doing, Mom?

Nothing.

Looks like garbage surveillance.

Dad's thing is really interesting.

Oh yeah?

I do uninteresting things?

But I bring in money.

It went really well.

We're crowdfunding the festival on the Web.

And I get to hang my photographs at city hall.

Is that all you have to say?

You seem strange. What's with you?

A tumor.

What?

Remember I had to see the radiologist this morning?

Oh yeah, that's right.

The results are bad.

They are?

I'm sorry, I...

I wasn't expecting this at all.

Me neither.

Why didn't you tell me?

I did.

I called you several times when I got out.

Are you going to do chemo?

I don't know.

Are you going to lose your hair?

Maybe. I don't know.

It's complicated. There'll be lots of tests.

Hey! Take it easy.

I'm sorry, I don't feel well.

Want me to open the window?

Will you be alright?

I have to take it in.

Types of breast cancer

'Morning.

Would you like scrambled eggs?

No, thank you. This is fine.

You need to eat to build up strength.

Mom!

I'll go. Virginie says her stomach hurts.

But I'll drag her butt to school.

Take your time. I'll deal with the kids.

- Come on, off we go. - I don't want to!

End of discussion. We're getting out of Mom's hair.

Go, go, go!

Stand to greet them.

Protect those you love

You're not up to par today, kitten.

Wait.

It's ok. It happens to everyone.

Don't tell me it's the first time or I'll be offended.

Hang on...

What's going on?

Do you want a pick-me-up?

You know, I think...

I'm gonna stop smoking.

- It's not because you smoke. - I know but...

Cancer, all that.

It's scary stuff.

"I lived in Frankfurt until I was 4.

"Because we're Jewish,

"my father immigrated to Holland in 1933,

"where he became the Managing Director of the Dutch Opteka Company..."

You ok?

I had a stomach ache all day.

We'll wait for your brother and his pen pal,

then I'll call the doctor.

Hey, Mom.

- This is Niklas. - Hello.

My mom. Niklas.

Elvira.

Let's put your bag in the trunk.

Did you have a nice trip, Niklas?

It's a long trip from Bavaria.

- He has no French at all. - None?

You're the prettiest boy I ever met.

- See? Not a word. - That's not funny.

Don't start!

You'll scare him.

Stop.

Did you tell him?

- He just got here. - That's no reason.

You promised your teachers you'd tell him the truth.

I know. I will.

Sharing a room is very intimate.

I don't intend to pounce on him.

Mom, pull over.

What're you doing? It's all over...

Take a deep breath.

Ok, kiddo. Get back to your homework.

I need to chat with your mom.

Want me to help you?

Your daughter is in perfect physical health.

But she's stressed.

Really?

Like you, ma'am. She absorbs your anxiety.

Children are like sponges.

My anxiety? What makes you say that?

The dispensary

on your nightstand.

Listen,

I won't ask who prescribed all this

but be warned,

taking too many tranquilizers and sleeping pills

can trigger memory loss.

Also, I don't recommend

taking so many nonsteroidal anti-inflammatory drugs.

You risk stomach bleeding

and kidney problems.

Brigitte, Mr. Kramaritch.

Coming.

Hello, Mr. Kramaritch. How's your wife?

So-so.

We need another pillow.

The German's in Sam's room?

Come on, Sam. Let him settle in.

- No way! - Butt out, please.

- I can't have a boyfriend sleep over. - He's his pen pal.

So? They can still screw.

Shut up and go wash your stinky mop.

At least I don't have stinky dick.

My dick stinks?

You heard me.

Enough. Go to your rooms.

Jeez! You ok?

Hi, Jeff.

I love you, Elvira.

You'll get your Jacuzzi. I promise.

Patrick?

What'd you tell your brother?

Nothing.

I miss you

Got a beer?

In the truck.

Now I know what's important.

It's Elvira and the kids.

Even Sam, at this point, can make his own choices.

And Brigitte?

Brigitte...

I have to lay it on her.

I've wanted to break it off for a while, anyway.

She's too...

too needy.

- Hi, Patrick. - Hi, Isa.

'Evening.

Isa.

A friend of Elvira's. Don't go there, she does weird shit.

I'm game.

I mean it. She's weird.

She with someone?

No, but she just had a baby.

So what?

Maybe it needs a stepdad.

The doctor says Virginie has bad anxiety.

She identifies with this little girl.

Anne Frank,

you already suffered a lot,

so forgive me, but it's for my daughter.

There.

Freezing Anne Frank can't be right.

Yup, but your daughter's fits will stop.

Can I freeze my boss? He's impossible.

No. One person at a time.

We outta applesauce?

I want applesauce.

Sorry.

For Carole, you told me to bury a piece of clothing in the yard.

It didn't work?

No, she's still seeing this Sonia person.

And she's been asking for her jacket.

You may need to get a strand of hair from Sonia.

Stay for dinner?

No, I can't. Léo's at my mom's.

And he has stomach flu.

Ah, the Lovers...

No, you're right. I think I'll stay.

One last question.

I lied to Patrick.

A little lie. Nothing big.

I don't know how to backtrack. Can you help me?

Choose a card.

That means you have to tell him the truth.

JUDGMENT

Virginie, aren't you in bed?

I'm not tired.

What's going on?

Is it Anne Frank again?

I don't know.

- What's this doing here? - It's mine.

- What do you mean, yours? - I found it.

In the garbage.

No, on the ground.

Where on the ground?

In front of school. I picked it up.

Are you sure? Telling the truth is important.

- I'm sure. - Don't lie!

- Was it really at school? - Yes!

Forgive me.

I believe you.

I believe you.

It's ok.

It's ok.

I'm fine.

Yeah?

The tumor...

Did the radiologist call?

No, but I'm fine.

I'm just tired.

That's all.

I'm sure it's nothing.

That it's benign.

Is that the word?

I always confuse it with the country.

I'm convinced everything is fine.

You don't understand.

Sure I do.

Of course I do.

I'm here, don't worry. And I'll be at each appointment.

I'm mending my ways.

- It's not necessary. - 'Course it is.

Of course it is. You won't get rid of me now.

You know, I've done some thinking.

From now on, I want to know everything:

test results,

checkups, doctors, appointments.

Everything.

This alert is a blessing.

It's a wake-up call, a fresh start, a new page in our lives.

It's a blessing.

Sign here, please.

Subtitles: Mariette Kelley & Cynthia Schoch