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Mimine!

We've got the bowling alley all to ourselves!

You stupid piece of shit!

Stop it!

Émilie. Wait.

You little fuck!

Émilie.

You all right?

-Good evening. -Yeah?

Evening, ma'am.

-She's in the car? -Yes.

I don't want her back.

Ms. Turcotte, we just want to talk please!

You can deal with her!

I don't want her back!

-She fucks with my head! -Let's calm down a little here.

Calm down, breathe.

What's it take to get rid of her? Does she have to kill me?

She's fucking crazy!

Pandemonium

Come and eat, it's ready.

Émilie!

-What's Émilie up to? -The new girl?

Émilie!

-Who here has dyed their hair? -I have.

Pink streaks? Or your whole hair pink?

Can you pass me the crackers?

Ariel!

Pass her the crackers please.

Jacynthe!

I didn't say to throw them!

Well, she has them now, right?

Ariel, apologize to Sara please.

I apologize, Sara.

I'm really sorry.

We have a tradition here.

When a new girl comes,

we have a hot chocolate night to get to know each other.

-Right girls? -Yeah.

Émilie, do you want to do that with us after the workshop tonight?

Eat, or it will get cold.

She's not going to eat your shitty soup!

Ariel, you need to take a 15-minute time-out during dessert.

You're kidding, right?

Is it ready?

All right, who wants spaghetti?

I dunno.

Yeah, wait so you can tell me in person.

Gotta go, bye.

Hi, Jorge!

-Your cell. -What cell?

I was talking to the new girl.

Silence after 9 PM.

Well, I think you're talking pretty loud.

Do I have to tell Jacynthe about this?

Yeah, you can tell her that you kept us awake.

Okay, that's fine.

Sleep well, Jorge.

Asshole.

Can I use your cell?

Why d'you want my cell?

None of your business.

If it's not my business, you can't have my cell.

I just want to call someone.

And who might that be?

My mom.

What, is your mom in the picture?

Well, yeah. She's my mom.

Come on, please?

I couldn't call her from the centre.

If I give it to you, you quit pissing me off.

You're welcome.

Can't you see that she's not going to pick up?

-Give it back now. -Wait a sec.

-No, I want it now. -Hold on! Wait!

What's going on here?

That's enough!

Your cell.

Your cell!

Thanks.

This is my second time in here.

You're going to have to talk to Jacynthe tomorrow.

Good night.

-Sara, you're late for your shower. -Yeah, I know.

Émilie, come on! Fifteen minutes till you have to leave.

I know!

Open the door!

I got a note about last night. Was there a problem?

I don't care, my mom is coming to get me soon.

And why do you say that?

She freaks out for no reason all the time.

You know you can't call your mom, right?

Émilie, I asked you a question!

I know, I'm not an idiot.

Well, get dressed and go brush your teeth.

-Ariel, I need to talk to you too. -No time, I'm late.

-What are you looking at? -About the cell phone...

I didn't do anything.

-Did you take my brush? -No.

This is a recurring issue with you.

-Where's my brush? -Hold on, Émilie.

I don't know. It's not my fault if you're a loser.

Fuck you!

Maybe I haven't made myself clear about showing respect?

-No cell use for a week. -Are you serious?

Very serious.

-Don't touch my stuff! -Don't touch me!

Émilie, that's enough. Get ready.

I'd like to, but someone took my brush!

Are you picking on me?

You just feel that way because you're guilty!

Ariel, get out please. Out.

Go on.

Émilie, hurry up.

Jacynthe, Ariel took all my shower time.

I didn't even get my 15 minutes.

And then she put toothpaste on my clothes!

Can we talk about this later?

But it happens all the time!

Hey, those are my clothes! Quit it!

Émilie, I'm going to count to three for you to calm down. One, two...

Out.

Let me go!

Are you done causing me shit?

Next time you cause trouble for me,

I'll kick your fucking ass.

Understand?

Understand?

Fuck you!

You shithead!

Mom.

-What the hell? -It's just me.

You came to finish me off?

I just came to use the dryer.

Little piggy nose!

Turn around.

Done.

I don't know.

Really?

Come on, Mimine.

The word was "mouche".

Sorry.

What's up, grumpy face?

When are you going to take me back?

-I'm hungry. -Well, there's nothing to eat here.

-Hey. -Don't.

-Can I take the picture of Grandma? -What, do you miss her?

-Is it okay if I take it? -I don't care. Do whatever you want.

Sorry Mimine. I didn't know that you'd be here.

I'm sorry about your painting.

Whatever. It's too late anyways.

What's it like there?

Mom.

Stop it, mom.

I could help you if you took me back.

Why don't you want to?

I miss you.

Me too, I guess.

Stop it.

That's mean. Don't look at me like that.

I just said that I need a break!

That's not too much to ask, is it?

I work hard to succeed as an artist.

Can you understand that?

Clearly not, because you don't do anything!

I'm trying, I'm going for my dreams.

What do you do, other than try to ruin everything?

-The chair! -Fuck off!

Hey, monkeyface!

Hey fartface.

Whatcha doing there?

Well...

See you.

Hold on!

Can I come to your place?

I'm hungry.

Hey, don't you have school?

Yeah.

Wanna go instead of me?

Didn't I show you something else?

Remember this?

A little.

Let's see.

Nice.

-Ready? -For what?

For a jam!

-You're messing me up! -Go on, you're doing fine.

Does my mom talk to you sometimes?

We run into each other.

That's about it.

We lasted six months together, and then...

Well, I just wasn't the right guy for her.

Can you read the top of the page?

Your mother called.

I seem to remember discussing that with you this morning.

You can do whatever you want,

but what do you think will happen if you keep doing that?

Did my mom tell you to say that?

Say what?

Tell me that I can't go there anymore.

You're not allowed to contact her. You know that.

So I can't ever see her again?

Émilie, you know that's not true. This is for your own good.

If I want to see my mom, I'll go see her!

You can't stop me!

Émilie, could you tone it down please?

-Who the hell are you to ask that? -I'm your counsellor.

Émilie!

Go take yourself a time-out.

-Bye. -It'll be okay, Delphine.

Go on.

Now.

-Hey, that's mine! -No it's mine!

Give me my shirt!

Jacynthe! Can I come up? I'm sick of this!

For fuck's sake.

Hello? I'll be there in three minutes.

Three minutes max.

Yeah, bye.

You didn't see a thing.

Shut your mouth and go to sleep.

Working hard this morning?

I'm almost done.

You're taking this seriously.

-You'll get your allowance for sure. -Hope so.

-This your grandma? -Give it!

-Pretty! -Give it!

What's with you?

She died two years ago.

You have a boyfriend?

What are you talking about?

That's where you go at night?

You better keep your mouth shut!

Wow, it smells good in here.

Is there a problem?

I just wanted her spray bottle.

Well, pass it over Ariel. What are you waiting for?

-Jacynthe, help! -Coming!

You won't tell, will you?

I just don't want you to kick my ass.

I'm not a snitch.

You're taking forever. Give me my phone back now!

Is $50 too much for a guitar?

Depends.

You got the money?

Or planning to hold up a bank on Ste-Catherine?

Look.

-That's your boyfriend? -He's hot, eh?

It's gonna be three months soon.

No, I'm good.

You're funny.

-Want me to tell you something? -Okay.

-I don't like you very much. -Me neither.

You sure?

-You don't like me? -No.

All right then.

We're even, okay?

I hope we're even.

But I might change my mind.

It's going to be so clean. We'll make everyone happy!

Watch out!

Take it easy, I was just mopping.

Instead of mopping, go take a shower.

You didn't have one yesterday.

-Hi there. Sara! -Coming!

-Sweetie, I missed you! -Me too, mom!

Clean up, girls, and then it's reading time.

There's a film I want to see.

If you want, we can go see Gab together tonight.

-If you're up for it. -Yeah, okay.

-Bye. -Bye.

-They're here. Come on! -I'm hungry.

They'll have food, don't worry.

Are you deaf? Shut up!

Holy shit!

What the fuck, bro!

Fucking ass!

You're fucking wack, man!

No, hold on!

Ariel, wait! Fuck.

Ariel, hold on, wait.

-Don't touch me! -No, hold on.

Don't worry, they'll be back in less that two seconds.

Look at them, look!

I'd like to be able to play like that.

What are you talking about?

Guitar.

You play guitar?

I try.

You any good?

That's the problem, I don't have a guitar.

No guitar? Must be tough.

Like modern art.

I'm saving up, and then

maybe I can buy one in a couple months.

How much is it?

Forty bucks online.

No, it's okay.

Renaud, thanks for doing this for Émilie.

She's excited to get started.

Yeah, she'll be there. She's been waiting for an hour.

All right.

Thanks, Renaud.

Good day, bye.

Can I get going, before it really is an hour?

Of course.

Go on, my little musician.

-Bye! -Bye!

Is Karine here?

Where's my mom?

I don't know.

Mom!

Karine! Where are you?

Mom!

Mom!

-Hey, what's going on? -Where's my mom?

I don't know.

-She didn't call you or anything? -I don't know any more than you.

If she ever gets in touch, you'll tell me?

Of course I'll tell you.

Want to show me?

All right.

It'll need a bit of love.

-Leave it alone. -Jesus!

If you wanna break something, break the dishes.

Don't break your instrument.

It was a figure of speech. Don't actually break my dishes.

I know you're pissed, but this is your guitar.

You have to maintain it, to master it.

Who cares if it's a little banged up?

Aren't you a little banged up?

I am too. We're all banged up, we learn to live with it.

Your mother is gone

Here you are chilling with the trash on Fullum

What a shithead.

Your mom is a shithead

There's a smile!

Took you a while.

My little flashlight for the dark days

But Émilie seems to be in a daze

Yeah, I can be corny.

What will Émilie do?

-I'm leaving the group home. -Oh yeah?

Where will you go?

Dunno.

Maybe I could live here?

-Just kidding. -No, it's okay...

Fuck.

Should we start the lesson?

How long have you known that she's gone?

Let's talk later. Thanks, Olivia.

You knew, didn't you?

-Come in, Émilie. -No, I'm sick of you guys!

-Come sit and we can talk. -It's not true.

You never tell me anything, like I'm an idiot!

You're not an idiot, that's not it.

I wanted to hear from your social worker first.

We know your mom is gone, but we don't know where.

Come have a seat. Let's talk about it.

No! That's not how you act here.

Émilie, sit down.

In any case, I'm leaving.

No one wants me!

It's not true! We're here for you.

Fuck off! You're just doing your job.

You don't give a shit about me!

No one gives a shit about us!

Call the centre to pick me up. I don't care!

Here or anywhere else, no one wants me.

No one!

None of you could care less.

No one wants me!

Okay, Émilie.

Listen to me.

Look at me please, Émilie.

You have every right to be angry.

But it's not true that I don't care about you, okay?

Do you understand?

Okay.

It'll be okay.

Seriously,

I could just shoot myself.

I can kill you in your sleep, if you want.

Yeah, no.

-No? -No.

-Thanks. -No prob.

Gab's having a bash this weekend.

Wanna go?

Hey, fartface! How's it going?

Come here, I wanna show you something.

Check this out. Not bad, eh?

Bring your guitar!

What's this about?

It's your show.

I'm not good enough to play a show.

Who told you that?

You?

Go on, get up there.

Go on, you're doing fine.

Okay, I'm done.

-Is it too much? -No, you're beautiful!

Actually, you could go bigger. Check this out.

You could go bigger.

I used to do this all the time.

You stick this into your bra.

Are you kidding me?

-Do I look like I'm kidding? -No.

Relax. It works.

Works like a charm!

Here.

See a difference?

Yeah! They're bigger.

Thanks!

There.

Careful, it's icy!

Is this Phil's place?

-Phil? -Yeah.

I'll take that for a yes.

Oh my god, this is so cool.

Hey! What's up? How are you?

Cheers!

Let go.

What the fuck are you doing? Don't pull that shit with me.

Let go, leave me alone!

Yo Émilie, the fucking star!

Come here.

Come here.

Have you seen Ariel?

Chill, girl, relax! She's probably with Gab.

Fuck man, I'm fucked up!

Come here.

Let me introduce Émilie, the next superstar of the guitar.

Didn't you bring your guitar?

You owe me that at least.

Where's Gab?

I dunno, he's doing his shit.

Are you sure?

Why do you wanna know? This is a party, man.

Don't you believe me?

Quit looking around, they're not here.

Everything's fine, okay?

We're here, my boys are here, everyone's here.

But my question for you is how is your fingering?

On the guitar, your fingering!

For real, come on. Careful with my shit.

Sorry, man.

What are you doing here?

You're too good to be here.

This isn't your crowd.

We respect each other, you and I. That's what matters.

It's a fucking party.

Don't fucking touch me.

You're giving me shit in front of my boys?

What are you still doing here? Get the hell out.

Get the fuck out of here.

Come on!

Get lost, bitch.

Renaud!

Renaud!

What are you doing here?

I lost my friend. I don't know where she is.

Some guy kicked me out of his place.

I don't have a coat.

Mimine!

What the hell?

Mimine, are you okay?

Jesus, you're like a popsicle.

Grab some blankets or something! Come sit down.

Hold on, I'll be right back.

Here.

Why were you out with no coat? Who were you with?

Where were you?

None of your business.

And you, where were you? What were you doing?

-I lost Ariel! -Who's Ariel?

Stop it!

Have you been drinking?

How long have you been seeing each other?

How long have you known where she is?

-Sorry. -You shithead!

Hey, quit it. Stop that right now.

You fucking promised!

Calm down. Easy, calm down.

You asshole!

Calm down.

Who are you to tell me that? You're never there for me.

Here.

Come here.

-I'm in big shit. -No.

We'll talk about it tomorrow.

I know it's serious. I never said it wasn't.

Yeah, that's it.

Like I told you, she came straight to my place,

we had a nice night together, we chatted.

Yeah and you know me,

I don't miss any meetings with the social worker.

I'm super trustworthy.

I'm doing better.

And my daughter's doing well too. Everything's just fine.

Yeah.

Well, listen, I'll bring her in,

and we can talk about it later. Is that okay?

Thanks.

Bye.

Can you keep this to yourself?

You can't keep doing this.

This is your second runaway.

You know the consequences if it happens again.

For now, you're restricted to the building for three days.

You have no idea where Ariel might have gone?

-She didn't invite you along? -No.

She was asleep when I left.

It would be helpful if you knew something.

I don't know where she is, okay?

I was so worried.

I'll take it from here, Émilie.

It's okay. You're safe here. Come here.

Don't touch me.

I don't want to talk about it, fuck!

Okay, I'm going to ask you to change your tone.

You don't get it! You wanna send me to the centre? So call them!

I can't do anything if you're behaving like this.

Downstairs please, girls.

Come in!

What's up?

You can have a seat.

Okay.

-Any idea why I asked you to come? -No.

I got a call from your social worker.

And?

-Are you serious? -Good news!

It'll start with weekend visits and if everything goes well,

you can go back full time.

Isn't that what you wanted, to live with your mom?

Yes.

I'm really going to try, okay?

We're not perfect,

but we'll help each other and it'll be fine.

I really want it to work this time.

Can't you play somewhere else?

Is that too much to ask?

Hey, I'm hungry!

Can't you wait a bit? I'm just getting it.

It's going to work.

You've been saying that for two years.

That's mean!

Well, sorry.

You know, I'm working hard to get out of this rut.

-I know it doesn't seem like it... -It's fine.

I'm trying to say sorry.

Maybe I'm just a part-time mom, but Christ, I'm your mom.

Mom.

I don't want to fight anymore.

What?

That deserves a celebration!

Gotta write that down!

No more fights!

Can we go? I'm really hungry.

-Mmm good. -Yeah, really.

Hold on a sec.

JP!

Karine?

What the fuck?

Karine!

It's been a while!

-Oops, I put mustard on you. -What?

-Sorry. -What are you doing here?

Can we go?

I want to find a top for my PR night.

You're taking forever.

This guy can help show my work.

I don't want to look like an idiot.

He's just a dude you met on the street.

Yeah, but he's an important dude.

-Hey, this might work. -Yeah.

Look. If I wore it with pants...

-Yup. -Let's see.

Hold this.

And this.

Maybe with a black bra underneath?

-Hello? What do you want? -Get outta here.

Go jerk off somewhere else!

Jesus.

Next time I see you, I kick your fucking ass, okay?

It just needs butter and love!

Your grilled cheese is burning.

Shit.

That one is yours.

Fuck you, it's yours.

Will you come to the group home for my birthday?

Mom?

What?

Oh, sure. Do I have to bring something?

-A cake or anything? -They have all that.

Cool!

Can I blow them?

Yeah, but you have to make a wish first.

Émilie.

Is there something you want to tell me?

Émilie.

Hey JP, it's Karine!

I just wanted to tell you I have a series of four paintings...

Yeah, if you wanted to come by and see them that would be nice.

Cool! Okay, nice!

I'm so happy you can come.

Thanks! Ciao.

Mimine! Can you take a picture of me please?

Right now, please!

Shit.

Take another one!

Is it too tough for you just to tap the fucking screen?

Grandma wouldn't have forgotten my birthday.

Well if it was just grandma, you wouldn't be here.

Hey Émilie, we're going to be roomies!

Mom!

Mom?

-Hey, that's my guitar! -Whoa there, calm down!

-How can you let him do that? -Go back to sleep.

I'm just playing it!

We're just having fun.

-Stop it! -I'm just playing it.

He's just playing a little.

Can't we have a little fun for a few fucking seconds?

You're crazy!

I'm fucking ashamed of you!

-Stop it! -Let go of me.

-Give me the guitar! -No!

-Give it! -No!

Stop it!

Stop it! Stop!

What are you gonna do?

Stab me in the face?

I can't paint when you're around!

You fuck up my head, get it?

Wait!

I need you. Please!

Please, just stay the night.

Émilie!

You okay?

So, my lovely Émilie...

We've decided to accept

your decision to maintain some space between you and your mom.

So you can stay in the group home,

and make your way on your own.

Thanks.

Brought your guitar?