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To Jacques Bellon, my father.

This vile Ruprecht is the culprit!

- Ruprecht? - Very well. Go on.

I condemn him to the iron collar!

And I'll start by throwing him into a dungeon!

An iron collar?

Is this what you call justice?

And he will peacefully remain seated while he is the real culprit?!

Yes, it's him!

Here he is, the bastard!

Give me the basket.

Thank you.

- What's your name? - Paris.

Thank you.

- When will you get out? - In six months.

It's funny. I think I already met you.

Me too. It's strange, isn't it?

I know! Léna Gauthier.

Second block. Recidivist.

Come on Tévenin, go back to your cell.

Wait!

Write down your name.

I'll send you a postcard.

Mouth.

Tongue.

Arms.

Spread.

Foot.

The other one.

The chair.

Hands on your butt. Spread it. Cough.

Okay, you can get dressed.

What's the point coming to see you?

You're not talking.

You don't say a thing.

I'm trying to get paroled.

Really?

Have you found a job?

Maybe.

Something to do with theater.

I met a girl.

Where does this girl come from?

What are you planning again?

I want to get out of here. I can't take it anymore.

And with them I can have a job certificate and a house.

Also I've been behaving well.

While you're in here, why don't you use this opportunity to study typewriting?

Wouldn't it be better?

You could get a job when you get out.

Do you know many CEO's who hire paroled workers?

Theater is a a job.

You need something...

to keep your mind busy.

So you stop thinking of all this rubbish.

Your father and I did everything we could so you have a clean life.

What did we get out of it?

Nothing!

Mouth. Tongue.

Arms.

Spread.

Foot.

Okay, goodbye.

I'll give you my radio.

- Don't forget us. - Of course I will!

Hello.

Patrick.

Can I smoke?

Fuck, it's a desert.

- Is there a not boring city nearby? - Saint-Martin.

One bar and tobacconist and one clay-pigeon shooting.

A place for real perdition.

There is a police station too.

When an idiot loses his clock, he comes to us.

Sometimes we even find it. But we try to avoid such incidents.

Amen.

Minister of Justice Monitored education

This is the administration.

Offices.

We'll go there later.

I'm taking you straight to the theater.

How did you enter the Prince's woods?

Don't you know he hates children?

Fine. Fine Léna, it's enough.

We'll make the last adjustments tomorrow.

Turn on the lights please.

How are you doing?

- Great! How long have you been here? - I'll leave you two alone.

We are rehearsing for a kids' show: Elixir of life.

- Shall I show you your room? - Yes.

Yes?

Come.

We haven't had time to tidy it, but I'll come to help you later.

Thanks for the letters.

Are you okay?

So-so.

It's normal, you just got out.

I need a little shot.

There is nothing here.

I was just saying.

On stage I'm not the director.

Shout at me if I'm wrong.

- You act in the play? - Yes, like everybody here.

And you'll be on stage too.

Apart from that, you're free. No bars, no guards...

- No files? - Some files.

But files I don't read.

You wanted to see me?

- What did I do again? - What do you mean "again"?

You disappeared for three days and wonder what you did "again"?

Here. Have you read the local newspaper?

Two youngsters from Verrancourt. Thieves and aggressors.

Thanks for your friends. Thanks for what we're doing for you.

- Two former members. - I wasn't with them!

You'd better not!

I want to know where you sleep when you leave Verrancourt.

It's none of your business!

Hassina, enough! Don't forget you're 16!

The juvenile court judge entrusted you with me!

- I'm legally responsible of you! - Are you a cop or what?

Leave us alone now.

Enough.

I'm sorry.

Some days are just bad.

Everybody will put a letter in the box while trying to express a feeling.

You can make up anything you want.

Okay?

I saw you!

Marie!

What feeling was that?

Nothing happened.

I don't know.

I wonder why you wrote this letter.

Explain your attitude to us.

When I write a letter I don't do all this!

I never write.

What about your imagination? What is it for?

Hey, give me the French fries!

Do you need a bone, Bokassa?

What's going on here?

Matthieu, put him down!

What is it?

What?

I can't stand him calling me Bokassa!

- "Bokassa"? You don't like niggers? - He doesn't do his chores and we do his!

I don't care! I'm eating. I do no chores. I don't mind other people's dirt.

Find a solution. But speak before you fight. We're not savages. Or are we?

I'm out of here.

You can run away, I'll find you!

You'll find him at two o'clock, on stage.

Luckily, you two don't have a love scene.

Is this the Duke's order, Lord?

This is a will from your husband, Madam.

Throw me away, me and my child? I won't listen to this will

Maybe you will listen to my Lieutenants. Explain to her.

West, East, North... All the roads will soon be occupied.

The Catholic Army is progressing to the South to take our city.

It will be here in one day.

We lack ammunition and food.

On their way, the Papists are massacring those they think are Reformists.

I don't understand a thing. Papists, Reformists...

Papists are Catholic.

Reformists are Protestant.

And you tell me if you are bored.

This is the theme of our play.

Catholics kill Protestants. Protestants kill Catholics.

But why?

Because they have different ideas.

Isn't it dumb.

I'd understand if they were fighting for girls or money.

- But religion... - Have you heard of Lebanon?

All these guys are mad.

You're one to talk!

Who fetched you at the police station after you had hit a football fan?

This is what the play is about.

Idiot.

Okay.

Go on, Hassina.

I swore before God to be with you in happiness and hardship.

Who undid my oath?

You and me were only one.

But the sword of war and the fire of iniquity made us part.

- What is it again? - Iniquity?

Iniquity.

Injustice.

Really? So why doesn't he say injustice? It'd be easier.

Why should it be easy?

Aren't words beautiful?

You just need to know how to use them.

I didn't go to school. I have no diploma.

People don't care about your diplomas.

They are interested in your talent. Talent doesn't come with medals.

But with feelings.

Let's go on. You got it?

I got it.

What are you doing in your summer camp?

Sewing? Modeling clay?

Theater.

It's cute.

They are a bit big-headed. But apart from that, it's fine.

Shall I take you to Paris this week-end?

No.

Why?

You replaced me already.

We went through tough times together.

But we were free. We had chosen it.

Free.

Who are the slaves?

Those living fast or those working for their pension?

All of this is bullshit, Xavier.

- Hello! - Hi!

Hello!

- Hi everybody! - Hello everyone!

Marie!

What is it?

Marie! We're late!

Come on, get up!

Hey Marie, we're late.

Get up, don't stay like this.

Oh fuck.

Come with me.

Come on!

Come.

Come on!

Stay here.

Are you okay?

I need a job right now, Sir!

Can I repair the sewing machine? Just give me a hammer!

Yes.

So what do I do?

I'll come back tomorrow. You will write?

I'll come back tomorrow.

Don't, you'll never get a job.

Okay, sit down.

Well.

Marie.

Do you understand the situation?

You're looking for a job and have an interview.

Let's say...

Secretary.

Talk about yourself.

Sell yourself so as to get the job.

Okay?

Take all the time you need.

Say anything that comes to your mind.

Start when you're ready.

The faces!

The fucking faces!

Why are you looking at me?

Is there something on my face?

There must be something on my face.

I understand.

It's the girl looking for a job!

Well, I never was a workaholic.

I love procrastinating!

Alone.

I wish I could be alone.

In prison, the others are there.

Even when you shit you're not alone!

Oh fuck.

Don't talk about the prison or you won't get the job.

Classic.

The harder your life, the meaner the people.

And that dickhead.

"We did everything we could so you could have a clean life."

Why are you still looking at me?

I took a shower.

I'm not dirty.

I don't care about this at all.

Marie.

Marie, you can come back.

I don't understand what you did.

This is not what I asked for.

I wanted you to do an exercise.

I told you about a job, an interview.

And you asked why we were looking at you.

I didn't ask about your life. You were talking about you.

You're looking for a job. Be a secretary. That's what I want!

So either you do it or talk coherently about yourself.

Okay?

This is the girl looking for a job!

This is the girl looking for a job, so...

I have never found a job!

I never found one because I can't find one!

And I can't find one because I'm a good-for-nothing!

It was her birthday last Sunday.

When did you get out?

One month ago.

You could have sent us a letter.

Or called us.

Your mother went there for nothing last week.

Give me some coffee please.

These are my drawings.

Thanks.

Give me my cigarettes.

I did this just so I could brag your cigarettes!

Now, this is the time to go the bed, darling.

You went to bed very late yesterday.

Your Mom is going to tell you a story.

What are you waiting for? Go with her.

- Do you have an ashtray? - I quit smoking.

Such good news.

A story!

I have to go now.

Be kind please.

Okay, bye.

She will calm down.

She's been a bit upset today.

- Can you lend me 1,000 Francs? - Oh.

This is why you came.

You don't lack anything where you are.

Will you give it or not?

I know what you want money for.

I won't give you any.

Nobody takes hitch-hikers here.

They don't trust people like you.

- How are you doing? - Okay.

Could be worse.

I need to warn you.

If you see something white jumping.

Don't worry, it will be a kangaroo.

- I love kangaroos. - You're laughing, but it's true.

There's a reserve nearby.

One of them is like you.

He's always escaping.

- Good night. - Have a good Sunday.

- Hey! - Do you have a cigarette?

Thanks.

You didn't leave?

I have no dough.

My parents are 500km away.

Even if I had dough, I wouldn't follow the others to Paris.

When we go there, we drink...

We do stupid things.

I don't want to get locked up.

If they send me to prison again, I'll kill myself.

Why did you come back?

Because I knew you had no cigarette.

Will you stay with me?

No, I'm going to bed. I'm exhausted.

Stop it, Pierre!

- Calm down! - Let go of me!

Come.

Come with me!

- I'll take you to Patrick. - I don't need anybody!

Calm down! Fuck!

I'm fed up! I'm fed up!

Stop it, Pierre.

Come with me.

I'm crazy! I'm totally crazy!

That's nonsense. Let's go.

I'm nothing! I'm useless! I want to die! I want to die!

Let's go to Patrick.

It has to stop. I can't stand it anymore.

Patrick!

Patrick!

- Patrick! Fuck! Hurry up! - Yeah, I'm coming.

Take him to the hospital, he slit his wrists.

How many liters in one guy? 5?

There's no hurry.

Let's go.

How many times have you tried? Thrice?

Be careful, someday there will be an incident.

Aren't you fed up taking care of me?

Stop.

What is it?

What are you doing here? Go to your room!

Right now!

It will be enough, you can take him to the hospital.

Come on, let's go.

I want a life in the shape of a fish-bone in a blue plate.

I want a life in the shape of a thing, in some stuff, alone.

I want a life in the shape of hand-sand.

In the shape of green bread, carafe, soft slipper.

In the shape of songs, chimneys, lilacs, rocky lands,

wild hairdressers and crazy eiderdowns.

I want a life...

I want a life in the shape of you and I have it. But it's not enough.

I'm never happy.

Tell me, Pierre, what does all this mean?

What you just read.

Léna?

Do you want more coffee?

Yes.

Hi!

- You were acting before you went to jail? - I worked in a circus striptease.

It cured my shyness. You have to work on your expression, when you show your ass

some perverts look at your face.

- Rachid, hurry up! - Hurry up girls or we'll be late.

What's the rush?

I swore before God to be with you in happiness and hardship.

Who undid my oath?

You and me were only one.

But the sword of war and the fire of iniquity made us part.

So I'll leave. My body will flee you.

Don't get away! Stay here, it's a metaphor.

Write it so you remember it.

Such pain!

Come on, let's do it again. Get closer to her.

Come on, try to focus a bit.

And hey!

Think of what you do.

Okay?

Okay.

Go.

So I'll leave. My body will flee you to embrace the dangers.

Robert!

What? What is it? Can't we rehearse peacefully?

They need Hassina.

Well I need her too.

You're not funny.

- So what do I do? - Enough. Come.

Okay, your turn.

What's with you? Sit down!

Three and four!

♪ The one leaving in a galley ♪

♪ Doesn't know ♪

♪ When he will be back ♪

♪ The one leaving in a galley ♪

♪ Doesn't know ♪

♪ How he will come back ♪

Where were you when you threw it away? Here?

On the other side?

- I don't know, it was dark. - We'll find it if it's here.

This is so nice watching the cops swimming in the pound I go to piss everyday.

Shut up.

Got it!

Okay.

Take her to the police station.

Iniquity!

- So? - So what? They arrested her.

- We'll have to do without her. - Fuck!

We won't have time to rest with you guys.

So what do we do?

We can't give up.

Marie.

What?

You know this play.

Yeah.

- You witnessed the rehearsal. - But I don't know the text.

- I'll whisper it to you. - Why don't you do it?

She's not that character. Come.

- No, I don't want to. - Come on, let's try!

- I don't want to! - You'll learn the text while you play.

Even better.

You come here too.

You will rehearse with her. This is your role.

You will start from here.

Go. Try it!

You and me were...

- It's me, Marie. - Let him speak first.

You and me were only one.

But the sword of war

and the fire of iniquity made us part.

- Now! - So I'll leave.

My body will flee you to embrace the dangers.

Listen. Don't try to imitate Hassina.

- Isn't it the same character? - No! Play her as you understand her.

You have to find the character from inside yourself. Try again.

Don't stress, don't stress.

- So I'll leave. - And don't laugh.

Why are you laughing?

This isn't funny, look at him!

- I know, it's not funny. - So think of what your doing.

So I'll leave. My body will flee you

to embrace the dangers. But my soul will remain on your side.

Remains, sorry.

No, listen. You have to feel what you say.

So I'll leave. Period.

My body will flee you to embrace the dangers.

But my soul remains on your side.

To look after you.

Yes?

Hi!

- Hi. - How are you doing?

I was about to smoke some weed, I thought you'd like to share it.

Relieve the pressure.

Don't you have something else?

Hot stuff? Never. I only smoke weed.

I get high as a vegan.

You know what?

Let's enjoy it and chill. Then we can have natural relations.

Leave me alone.

Okay, I'll smoke it alone.

But what about the intercourse?

- We'll understand each other better. - This is enough! Get out of here!

I can get mad too. You have a nice ass, let's use it.

It's for pooping!

Come here.

Ouch! Bitch!

Louder, I can't hear.

What type of grapes is this?

Tear grapes?

Sleep, little grape, little fruit.

Make a pop version.

You can almost sing it.

Do! Do!

Sleep!

Little grape.

Little fruit.

I didn't know you were so heavy, sweet harvest of my life.

Put it down now.

Don't try to flee, you snake! What are you selling here?

- What's the matter? You're late? - No.

So why are you shouting?

This is not how you will have authority. Do it again.

- Write it down. - Really?

Go now.

Don't try to flee, you snake!

What are you selling here? Show me your smuggled wares.

- I didn't do anything wrong. - I know your type, female.

- Let me see your package, Monkey! - Leave, it's empty!

Out of my way!

Fuck!

Fucker!

- What's wrong with you? You're crazy! - You're the crazy one!

- Hey! What's wrong with you? - Did you see...

Keep your problems away from the stage. And don't ruin his face with your slaps.

Let's not make a big deal out if this.

Control yourself!

Theatrical fights can't end in police stations.

Hit him here. Here. It makes noise but doesn't hurt.

Same for you. You push her but don't make her fall. She falls alone.

Your parents called.

You were supposed to pick up your daughter at her school. What happened?

I don't know. I must have forgotten.

Forgotten?

Your daughter waited for two hours.

What do you think you can achieve if you can't even pick up your own kid?

What?

- Do you want to call her? - Not in front of you. It's private.

You never talk about her.

Are you in charge of a theater or social welfare?

- Hi Daniel. - Hi.

It's for Hassina.

Okay.

Take it from my pocket.

50 Fr.

- Thanks, it's nice. - Well there's quite a lot in there.

- Okay. - See you later!

Yeah?

Hi Matthieu.

I'm making a fund-raising for Hassina. Do you have 10 or 20 Fr?

Is that all?

Thanks.

- Ciao. - Ciao.

Yeah?

Hi. Money for Hassina.

- What is it about? - Our friend who's in jail.

Thanks.

- Bye. - Bye.

This woman says you offered her gold

to buy her silence.

What do you have to hide?

Spy?

Heretic?

Whore?

Witch? Thief?

Marie! It's your turn!

Lost.

In the misfortune of the war.

What's wrong with you? What's gotten into you?

You are high! And it's not the first time! Listen to me carefully.

Either you say your text or you go lay down over there!

Jean-Luc, start over.

This woman

says she offered her gold to buy her silence.

What are you hiding?

Spy?

Heretic?

Whore? Witch? Thief?

Mister...

Mister the Judge.

I'm just a poor mother.

With a little child.

And we are lost in...

In the misfortune of the war.

That's it.

Okay.

Go on.

I know all about mischief.

Where did you steal this poor child?

He came...

He came out of my womb.

He is my only treasure.

The apple of my life.

I can't.

I can't.

Congratulations!

How great!

Can you see this? How great a drugged actress is!

- Are you talking to me? - Yes I am. Listen to me, little brat!

Marie began to live again here, one step after the other.

You don't care about theater. But it helps her.

Every time you're here, she's high. What a coincidence.

What is this guy trying to do?

- Who are you? - Get out!

We don't need you here. Neither you nor your drugs.

I sank back into it too.

I didn't have to strength to get out of it.

The most important thing is...

The pleasure the drug brings you, to find it in something else.

In another way.

It took time for me to understand it.

It's not over yet.

You know, when I told you I killed my brother...

Yes?

It wasn't true.

So what's the truth?

My brother...

He smashed his own face.

He was drunk.

What was your relationship with your brother?

He was the favourite.

Sometimes I hated him for that, and we would fight.

Yet I loved him deeply.

Well it's not very different from what you told me.

- You feel guilty because you left him to go home alone. - I don't know.

There's one thing I know.

If you had left with him,

both of you would be dead.

You see?

Richard! Boo! Boo!

Lean a bit and jump!

Is this my place?

Yes, wait. Stay here first and we'll see.

Here. With your mother.

Léna, are you ready?

- Are you okay? - Yes.

Think of the situation. Go ahead.

Weird place to go to for a walk. With a child, moreover.

Why are you quavering? She's not 100 years old.

- I'll start over. - No, no.

Just think about it.

Go on.

I know there is war and misery in this place.

People are shedding blood. Neither women nor elderly are spared.

Nor children.

Madam, have mercy.

Wait, something is wrong.

- I don't know what I'm doing. - You don't look comfortable.

Let's try something else.

Come here.

Hold him in your arms.

Think! Think that your are cold and hungry.

You have walked the whole day.

You are exhausted and desperate.

We need to feel it more.

Go on, Léna.

I can't act with a kid.

I can't.

- Why? - Because he keeps...

But he is adorable! He is your kid. Please take care of him.

Wrap your own clothes around him. Try to heat him up.

What do you mean you can't act with a kid?

Come on, it's not difficult.

You have to feel it. Come on!

Give it a try.

Try to focus, for God's sake!

Ah Madam!

- Keep going. - Madam, I'm begging you.

- Come on, it's good! - Madam, I'm begging you!

For God's love, take this child and give him a shelter.

You're calling me Madam? You're trying to coax me!

This looks suspicious. Where did you kidnap this kid you want to give me?

He is mine!

You're claiming he's yours?

Yet you want to give him to me. What a weird Christian you are.

Madam, have pity.

I have some gold.

It will be yours if you help me.

I'll tell the bailiff. He'll solve your problem.

Put your head down.

You two are alone.

Like this.

How did you feel it? It was moving. We were moved.

Your salaries have bee stolen last night!

What do you mean?

Draw the conclusions: no pay this month.

That's all I had to say.

- This is not our fault? - It was all I had.

- How convenient! - We were already barely paid!

Fuck!

A new servant.

A prisoner.

Miserable.

I had pity and summoned her to serve me.

Double profit. A good deed and a cheap servant!

Okay, that's it! Enough for today.

We'll start again tomorrow at 2. Same place.

Wait!

I need to talk to you.

We need to set the record straight.

One can't do two things at the same time. Thief or actor, one has to choose!

I'm not a moralist. I don't care!

But you can't exploit your fellow comrades.

Every day of the week, sometimes up to 3 a.m.,

they are rehearsing for a play nobody wants to see.

All of this because the cops have to come, handcuff you and take you away.

And I just keep waiting!

So, two things!

You get the fuck out of here, we stop everything and you go fuck yourselves!

Or we're all together in this.

Here, on the stage, under the light of the projector.

Goodbye. See you tomorrow.

We're here to settle the problem. Our money has been stolen.

Money for our beers, our cigarettes.

One has to be insane to steal it.

Who's the fucker?

Stop it! Are you crazy?!

Hey Clever! How did you buy your jacket?

- I stole it! - How naughty!

- You want me to burn your face? - Don't go too far.

It wasn't me! We will get your money back.

Who's "we"?

- Fuck, I'm going blind now. - I didn't do anything!

What a liar! His nose is growing.

- Guess where I'll put it! - I'll be judged in two months.

For some trifle I did three years ago. Your tribunal makes me sick.

We all did some bullshit, fuck!

- Now you're acting like cops and judges. - But one can't steal his friends.

- And we're not sending them to jails! - Yeah, keep speaking.

Hey.

- Don't forget the rehearsal. - I can't, I have an appointment.

Do you think this is a summer camp?

You're here to work and act.

You have a contract to honor.

You're messing up the rehearsal of ten actors.

"Actors"? What a joke.

Stop acting as a director.

You're an educator for the misfits.

I care more about theater than you little beings.

- That's why you're following me. - No, sorry.

- I heard you acted in a real theater. - This is a real theater.

And I'm a real drug addict who needs help.

Your job is to help me.

You're using us as a consolation for your failed career.

She's my mother!

Juliette!

Mom!

Hi Honey.

How are you doing?

You're going out?

Is it forbidden?

Invite me for a drink.

- By the way, I'm sorry about yesterday. - There's nothing more to say.

We just want you to do your job.

Have you ever been told you're some kind of a priest?

Well with you I'm carrying a heavy cross.

I've played in every city.

I wasn't great, but I didn't have time to find out. I was living in trains.

Crappy dressing rooms, gloomy hotel rooms...

When my son died I stopped everything.

He committed suicide because of a trivial problem.

So I got bored and stopped everything.

See? Nothing to brag about.

We think you're not too bad

Well. Softly spread the color behind me.

Like this. I'll do this.

- You do the second layer. - Lighter?

Well... Yes. Some blue.

All right. This is enough.

Should I darken the upper part?

No. Let me see.

Not to much.

No, leave it. It's fine already.

Really?

Be careful. In three moves you'll be checkmated.

Pierre!

Pierre! Wait!

So?

They didn't want me.

Why?

I was identified as unstable.

Suicidal attempts and scars on the wrists.

Your life won't stop because you can't enroll in the army.

What will I do went I get out of here?

The files will follow me everywhere.

Aren't you happy to stay with us?

So?

You're not a commando?

- You're not fit! - Please, leave me alone.

Why don't you become a majorette?

Fuck!

Leave him alone!

Come. Come! Forget him.

You're lucky you have a babysitter!

Can't the birds fly?

Of course they can.

But since they got out of their cages they prefer to stay with me.

Prostitution - Single mother Her child is 3½ - Unknown father

Why is your husband letting you wander alone?

My Lord, my husband...

Unfortunately, My Lord, my husband was forced into exile.

Yes!

- Am I bothering you? - I'm learning my text.

Here, a present.

A present? For me?

Great! I'll sleep with it.

It's for your daughter.

What's her name?

Juliette.

I found your file while searching René's office.

I didn't tell anybody, I swear.

I'm not ashamed of Juliette.

Hey, Juliette!

Juliette!

Hey Juliette! Look!

Juliette!

How are you doing?

This is for you.

- Look! - It's broken.

Take it.

Take it. Come on!

You don't want it?

Don't you want it?

Daddy!

I need to make a phone call.

Mom, why did he take the spoon? Is he gonna eat something?

- Can I walk you home? - No.

Why?

Don't ever call me again.

You!

You!

Not "You, you...". No! It needs more energy!

It must be more violent!

These are prisoners. They are like animals for you.

Let's start over.

Put your hands behind your head.

You never got arrested? So you know how they proceed!

They don't spare you.

One more time.

- You! - Go ahead.

You.

Look down, you witch! What are you hiding?

I know her.

Ask her if she is a Protestant. She'll become mute.

Search her!

- Get naked! - No!

Come on! Don't act like a virgin! It won't be the first time a man sees you naked.

If you won't remove your clothes, we will do it.

What misery are you bringing? What evil spell?

- I know a remedy that gives back... - Her color!

That gives back her color to a girl!

Marie, I told you already. Wait for him to finish his line.

It isn't difficult!

Let's get started again.

- And you, hurry up! - I know a remedy that

- ...gives back her color to a girl. - I'm not holding his balls all day long!

- It's in the play! - I don't care about your fucking play!

- Is she crazy? - She thinks I'm a pervert?

I saw the light was on.

An empty theater is always pretty.

It looks like it's waiting.

Are you all right?

No I'm not.

I want to take some. Very bad.

Come here.

I don't want to get high tonight.

This powder will bring the darkness to my life.

I don't want that.

Am I interrupting?

Don't look at me, I look awful.

It could be worse.

What are you doing?

The final scene.

You meet with your husband again after the war.

It's a beautiful scene, but it's not an easy one.

Do you want to read it?

I won't be able to do it.

I don't feel like it.

I can't breathe anymore. I want it to stop.

I'm freezing!

Wait.

Take this.

Wear my jacket.

Here.

Look, this is the end of the play.

You overcame many obstacles.

Everything is over now.

So you are here.

You're slowly entering the stage.

You're holding your child's hand.

Your husband is here.

In front of you.

That's it.

And you stop in the center of the stage. Like this.

At the same pace as the peace, Léonore was coming to me.

The peace is here.

I'm back to you, My Lord.

Here is the child you entrusted me with.

The little child her mother has saved.

Away from you, I thought I was lost.

With my eyes closed, my hand...

remembered in the dark...

a beloved face.

And finally I find you, with my eyes open.

Dear...

Dear...

Dear face.

It hurts.

It's hurting me!

Away from you, I thought I was lost.

In the dark, I could still see the face I loved.

And here again I can see it.

Dear face.

Here is, rewoven,

the fabric the war tore up.

Our separated ways are reunited.

I walked a long path before I could meet you again.

I had to go through fire and mud.

I had to accept outrages and overcome misery.

- I swallowed my chewing-gum! - Because I knew this moment would come.

It's nice, folks!

Nice.

It's nice.

Cigarette?

Yes.

I don't know why but I feel emptied.

But fine.

I told you we all end up liking this.

It's hard to believe when you're paid for it.

You'll see...

Theater is a trip that is worth it.

I know what I'm talking about.

Do you think they will send me back to jail?

I'm working.

I'm not doing any shit.

I try to make ends meet.

I'm just like anybody else.

They can't send me back to jail, right?

I think you're over-thinking it.

There's a judgment because there has to have one.

But I think that there's no reason for you to worry.

- This is just an old story. - I don't know.

I swear I have a bad feeling.

I'm a recidivist.

I think they will come hard at me tomorrow.

Imagine what I will miss.

I will have failed everything. I swear I failed everything.

This edict of pacification is a trick!

A trap set by the Papists!

The King betrayed us by abjuring our religion!

How can we trust...

Start over! Calmly! Start over!

This edict of pacification is a trick!

A trap set by the Papists!

The King betrayed us by abjuring our religion!

How can we trust Henry IV?

So what you want is...

this carnage to go on for centuries.

Weren't there enough persons slaughtered?

Enough innocents burnt alive, hung, thrown into wells?

Not enough Catholic and Protestants killed by the swords?

Suffocated in caverns, beaten up?

Tortured?

You think, My Lord, you can defeat Satan and his army?

I don't think.

I just keep trying.

Lights off!

Lights on!

Okay. Greetings!

Get in line.

You come here.

Ready?

Together!

Greet the audience.

Again? He can never stop his bullshit?

Leave now. Turn.

Turn and leave. Stay in line!

Wait, wait! Don't be in a hurry!

Like this!

Please don't laugh! Leave with serious.

Bow.

Like this. And leave this way.

This way!

Okay.

It's not too bad.

Not bad at all. It's fine.

- You look tired. - Quite a lot!

You will have time to rest tomorrow. We will have a day off.

Don't forget, the premiere will be in ten days.

Will you handle it?

Pierre, take a breath!

Oh it feels so good!

Where is the sea? Can you see it?

- Can you see the sea? - This way.

- Yes I can see it! - But I can't!

- Look this way! - Come, I think we can see it. Come here!

Come with me!

The sea! Can you see it? Who saw it first?

- It's me! - Yeah! Hello sea!

Hello sea!

Pierre!

Pierre! Come here!

Watch out, Juliette!

That's it.

It's too bad we don't have a camera. Right, Juliette?

- My foot it itchy. - There must be a shrimp.

Not in his eyes, Juliette.

Pierre! Pierre!

Take her back to her grandmother.

Come, sweety.

Pierre!

Why did they handcuff him?

He didn't kill anybody.

You don't do anything. Do you think prison will help him?

- He should have thought first. - When?

- Before stealing the car. - But I didn't know!

You know his past. Didn't you ask where he got the car?

Really? He told me it was his Dad's. Why shouldn't I believe it?

It's always the same. You never know anything.

You never care about anything.

- Your daughter, have you thought of her? - Leave Juliette out of this!

You know know what prison is like.

You don't trust anybody. You're like the cops.

Marie, this is enough.

We're trying to understand what happened. Isn't it normal?

It will be awful if Pierre goes to jail. We all realize this.

We want you to realize you must take better care of you and the others.

I told you, I didn't know it was stolen.

Do you believe me or not?

- I told you I didn't know! - Enough, Marie!

You want to be free and protected at the same time. It's impossible.

Why aren't you speaking?

Don't you know me?

As soon as it's not about theater, I don't exist.

I teach you to be an actress.

You learn to be responsible.

Even in a theater it can be useful.

Yeah, keep pretending.

You make me sick, all of you.

Hi! Catherine, a newcomer.

What's the matter? What's going on?

- They arrested Pierre. - Oh fuck!

And they say it's my fault.

Seriously?

- Wait, I'll come with you. - No, Léna. I want to be alone.

- I'm going to Paris. - Okay.

Get out of here.

What are you doing here?

Can I come in?

What do you want?

I don't have anything right now.

- How are your clowns doing? - I don't know.

Jokey treatment, just like me. Drugs and whoring everyday.

Stop this.

I'll clean up.

This is all I have. Don't come back here and don't call me.

When you're in need forget me. The cops are after me.

At the same pace as the peace, Léonore is coming to me.

Now that the peace is here I come back to you, My Lord.

Here is the child you entrusted me with.

This little child his mother has saved.

Away from you I thought I was lost.

With my eyes closed,

my hand could remember, in the dark, the shape of a beloved face.

And now I can see it again.

Dear face.

With my eyes open.

Here is, rewoven, the fabric the war had torn up.

Our separated ways are reunited.

I walked a long path before I could meet you again.

I had to go through fire and mud.

I had to undergo outrages and humiliation.

I had to overcome my fears and despair.

I found the force

thinking of this instant.

You will remember it, My Dear.

Your mother wore many beautiful coats, made of silk, ermine or brocade.

Help me.

Get dressed.

Hello!

Hello!

Marie!

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