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"MY MOTHER"

Give me a light.

Thanks.

Bye!

-Did you wait long? -No.

What do you think?

I was hot and thirsty. That's all.

Careful. It's wet.

You're so tiring!

I would have preferred doing otherwise.

Or living otherwise.

But I let myself get overcome by things...

Things foreign to me. They settled in...

Little by little...

They destroyed my hope.

They began to rule.

You can understand that when I was young...

this wasn't the life I dreamed of.

I didn't dream of this Iife because I wasn't this person.

I was full of joy and energy.

You didn't know me, Pierre.

As soon as you were born, my youth fell apart.

I have the impression that my life today...

doesn't correspond to my true nature.

I have the impression I haven't changed.

Still full of joy and energy.

But unable to prove it to others.

Alone in my joy and energy.

That's pretty awful.

Your mother is like me.

I don't mean she's awful.

She simply hasn't changed either.

Like me, she wears a mask.

She's pretty tired these days.

-Physically, she's fine. -Can I go now?

-Want me to carry your bag? -No.

-Give me the box. -No, it's OK.

You lost weight. You look bad.

I'm so happy to see you.

-I missed you, Marthe. -Me, too.

Grandma sent this cheese.

Your mother is upstairs.

-It's heavy. -No problem.

The pool!

You're soaked!

Is that all you can say?

I'll show you around.

I think I'll go shopping this afternoon.

And you?

I don't know.

You can't stay inside the house all afternoon, Pierre.

She just fell down.

Surely too much sun. Or maybe she slipped.

Pierre...

Did he hit her?

Marthe, did he hit her? Tell me if he hit her.

What are you talking about?

Be careful when you get up tomorrow morning.

Be very careful.

Pierre.

Your father said goodbye.

He had to leave for France.

On business.

Where in France?

In Nice.

Back to his mistress?

Pierre! What's come over you?

Keep those thoughts to yourself, please.

Don't get mad.

It doesn't bother me either.

I'm happy to be here alone with you.

Don't exaggerate.

I swear.

I have you all to myself.

How about this afternoon?

Going to the beach?

With you?

Where's my mother?

What's come over you?

Mom, you can't stay here.

Why did he bring you here?

-Want to sit? -No, thanks.

Really!

What are you doing on this island?

Can't he work elsewhere?

I won't last two months here.

You're just bored.

There's the Aquapark.

I'll take you to Yumbo.

It's the place to go.

What do you say?

Yeah, sure.

Dinner, then we'll party.

The whole night.

You're handsome.

I'll be proud to have you on my arm.

They'll think you're my lover.

-Yeah, right. -And why not?

I'm too old to be taken for your lover?

You're ashamed?

Marthe, did you hear that? I look too old!

Really, Pierre...

Would you be ashamed?

When are we going?

Real soon, unless you think it's not a good idea.

-Let's go today. -Not today.

But I promise...

Mom!

Mom!

M-Mom?!

Mom?

Aaahh.

Aahh.

Are you angry because I didn't take you with me?

Tell me!

We have lots of time for fun.

I'll take you tomorrow.

Promise.

Meanwhile, my young lover...

Bring me something to dry myself off.

From the bathroom.

Go...

You're completely crazy!

Go and get it.

Hail Mary, full of grace.

Blessed art thou among women.

Blessed is the fruit of thy womb.

Holy Mary, Mother of God pray for us sinners.

Now and at the hour of our death.

Hail Mary!

I have bad news. Your father had an accident.

His body is with your grandparents.

We're taking the plane for Nantes.

I don't know if we'll rent a car...

or if we'll be picked up.

What happened?

If you speak to Marthe or Robert, don't forget...

You're supposed to be sad.

No need to cry.

But at least look down.

You're still young.

You'll start again.

Listen, Pierre.

I don't expect you to comfort me like that.

Imbecile.

# Little John dances, he dances like this... #

# With his dick, he'll dance, with his dick, he'll dance. #

# With his finger, finger, finger, with his hand, hand, hand, #

# with his elbow, elbow, elbow, with his head, head, head, #

# with his dick, dick, dick... with his ass, ass, ass. #

# This is the way Little John dances... #

In Istanbul, we were happiest.

You can't remember. You were too little.

But those three years we lived there...

Ideal.

The Turks are wonderful.

Not like what people say. They're good.

Nothing like the Spanish.

They're the empty core of life.

Living next to them is already stooping low.

Then just leave.

I will Ieave.

And go where?

July! That's us.

# Those who are born in July. # # Rise, rise, rise! #

Drink, drink, drink!

# She's one of us! #

# She downs # a glass like anyone. #

# She's a drunk. # You can tell from her face! #

One more time! One more time!

Pierre...

Look at me.

You're too young. I shouldn't speak to you like this.

Your father is dead. I won't lie to you anymore.

You must admit that I'm worse than him.

I don't deserve your respect.

What do you think I've been doing every afternoon all these years?

Why were you raised by your grandmother?

What did you imagine?

Look at me, Pierre!

I'm a bitch.

A slut.

No one respects me.

Your father knew. He allowed it.

If you really love me, then admit that I'm disgusting.

I want you to love me for that.

For the shame I inspire in you.

Pierre!

Pierre!

I'm over here.

I drank too much.

But I'm still OK... I didn't vomit on you.

He stinks.

Doesn't he wash?

Has his room been aired?

No.

When I enter, he starts screaming.

He has to go out.

He needs exercise.

What will you prescribe?

For now, only vitamins.

At his age, I won't give him relaxants.

That's ridiculous.

First, he has to get out more and change his eating habits.

He should go out. He should eat...

How long does it take to become a doctor in Spain?

He doesn't have fever or other symptoms.

You want my medical opinion?

Nothing's wrong with him.

He just doesn't care.

Fine.

What do I owe you?

Nothing. For this, nothing.

Nothing? Get out of here!

Leave me alone. Get out!

Are you sure you told me everything?

-You seem nervous. -Shut up!

Not a word! Out of bed now!

I'm changing the sheets.

Here. Clean pajamas.

-What's wrong? -These are Dad's.

I'm not scolding you, sweetie.

I'm not scolding you.

You're going out?

Of course.

Why watch over a son who isn't sick...

and wants to make me crazy?

I'd take you with me, but I don't feel like waiting.

Here...

The key to your father's study.

I don't have the strength to get rid of his junk.

I'm counting on you to do it.

Throw it all out, except what interests you.

The small key opens the desk.

OK.

Go on! You'll make me late.

Still love me?

I love you more than anything.

Go on!

Don't tell Mom! Don't tell her.

I'll kill you if you tell her!

Is Mom already up?

Your mother went away for a few days.

Where to?

Don't worry.

Just the three of us in peace.

Robert and I will take good care of you.

We'll call Grandma and tell her you're going home.

Let's lay here.

-Give me some room. -Yeah, Okay.

I know you're horribly unhappy.

Mom?

You're just as weak.

Your father was weak like you.

Maybe now you know desire reduces us to weakness.

But you don't know yet what I know.

-So tell me. -No, Pierre.

You mustn't learn from me.

If you knew, you'd forgive me.

You'd even forgive your father.

I want you to enjoy your life.

I don't think you're happy enough.

I want to know what you know.

I don't want you ever looking this bad.

You know what Rea calls you?

Rea?

You know her.

She's the brunette who picks me up sometimes.

Yeah, I guess so...

What does she say?

She calls you the Sad Faced Knight.

Not too clever.

You two would get along.

She's only a few years older.

She's the wildest girl I know.

I'II put you in her hands.

She'll perfect your education.

Mom.

Let your mother do, will you?

Loving your mother isn't everything...

nor being intelligent.

Nor being handsome.

Nor being frighteningly serious.

Where will that take you if you ignore the joy of others?

You're serious, too.

It's a mask, idiot.

I invited Rea for a drink with us tonight at the house.

Is that OK?

Yes.

Good.

Are you afraid?

Of course not.

Pity.

Mom.

Mom!

Mom!

Pierre, get dressed.

We're taking you out to the Yumbo.

Kiss me too, Rea.

Rea, please.

Little boy, the first kiss I give you will be on your ass.

Please, can you pass by... pass by the golf club.

I would like to see, the golf club, I would like to see if it's still open.

My tongue will dig around down there.

It will clean your adorable shitty hole.

What did you tell him?

I can't wait to eat his filthy ass.

Hey, my filthy ass is as clean as yours!

What?

Why are you mad?

Show me, if I'm wrong.

What?

Here...

Stop it!

Stop it!

Let's check it out.

Can you turn on the light please?

Thank you.

Disgusting!

You're disgusting!

I think you overestimated the cleanliness of your hole.

Go find him!

Go find him!

I beg you. Go find him.

-You're worse than them! -Let's go inside.

No. I'm not moving.

Get up, Marthe.

The neighbors will hear.

Get up, please.

Stop it!

Come on...

Let me go!

Stop it!

-What happened to him? -He's sleeping.

You slept there, Marthe?

-I must speak to you. -Not now.

-It's important. -It can wait.

-In your room? -No.

I'll show you.

I must speak to you.

Are you OK?

Yes.

I was thinking of your father's death.

Actually, it was a good death.

And are you OK?

Fine. I went to church.

Oh, Pierre. Don't start that again.

It's OK. I'm happy.

Everything's fine.

-Were you happy yesterday? -Yes.

Even if everything will have to be disrupted.

The pleasure only begins the moment the worm is in the fruit.

While praying, I decided to do what Rea wants.

That deserves a toast! Bring on the bottles.

To your loves with Rea!

She still makes me afraid.

The three of us will dine together.

You'll spend the night with her.

-You're going to leave me? -No.

I won't leave you. I'll have fun on my own.

Get the drinks.

Pierre...

Do you know your mother is nuts?

Yes.

-Don't leave us after dinner. -Yes.

No!

I'll be sad if you go away.

I'm not your age anymore.

You two will have more fun without me.

I wouldn't want an old mother to hurt my fun.

You're not an old mother!

I must be, since I remember being the worst child ever.

Don't wild daughters always become old mothers?

I was wild. Really, a wild child.

I ran alone in the woods. I'm just as wild today.

You're probably right...

I might not be an old mother.

Horseback riding in the woods...

I rode bareback.

I threw off my clothes.

Pierre! Are you listening?

I freed the horse in the woods.

That's when I slept with your father.

I wasn't your age. I was and full of rage.

Your father found me naked in the woods.

He thought my horse and I were woodland beasts.

Your father hardly counted in the story.

I preferred being alone.

I was alone in the woods.

I was naked.

I mounted naked.

I was in a state I'll know again only at death.

I dreamed of game and wildlife.

I prayed they would disturb me.

Your father disturbed me.

My child, my woodland child...

From woodland foliage, from the moistness of my pleasure...

I didn't want your father.

When he found me naked, he forced me.

I bloodied his face, you know.

I wanted to scratch his eyes out.

Mom.

I failed. I wasn't thirteen yet.

Not at all. If only I had been thirteen!

We had already been married five years.

He spent his days spying on me.

I think he always loved me.

Helene?

It's Manuel!

Join you later.

How you doing?

-How are you? -How are you?

Look, I'm going over there for a minute!

[indistinct stage announcer]

Close your eyes.

Have fun, little bitch!

I'm looking for Helene? Do you know Helene?

Look around, find her yourself.

Helene and Rea?

Helene? No.

Will you undress him?

Should I?

Kiss me.

-Kiss me. -No.

That's not the kiss I promised you.

The origin of the world is this hole.

Nowhere else.

Never believe those who pretend otherwise.

Go on. Take these off.

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