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ALMOST FRIENDS

Sorry.

Professional Training Center

After 20 years in the army, you long for some fantasy.

So I thought about opening a pet hotel.

I understand but there is a job market.

You have to take that into consideration.

Sorry to interrupt but the MyToy women are here.

I'll finish up here and be right with you.

Mr. Garanger,

come back on Friday

and let's work on a more realistic project. Okay?

So...

Here, our training is very much tailored to the individual.

Imagine a diamond shape.

First, we open up the field of possibilities.

Then,

we zero in on professional projects

tailored to your particular skills.

I think that was clear.

It wasn't too clear to me.

Begin by introducing yourself.

Okay.

My name's Cynthia.

It wasn't too clear to me.

And I didn't understand a word.

In fact,

we look at the specific experience and strengths

of each qualified factory worker to find a training program

that's best suited to each one of you.

Like I said, individual training.

And...

Sorry.

Carole.

Does that also go for those who aren't exactly...

factory workers?

Meaning at MyToy, you didn't work in the factory?

No, but...

After such an abrupt layoff, it's natural to feel lost or frightened.

But know that we're really here for you.

Now I'd like you to fill out information forms.

Does anyone need a pen?

Pass these back.

Here she is!

- You're almost late. - I'm right on time!

We had MyToy today.

All those women out of work slayed me.

Same old story! But you're still there.

Honey, be nice for once. It's her birthday.

- Hi! - How are you?

Watch your feet.

Shall we?

Pierre will navigate.

- Aren't we eating Thai? - No!

- Straight ahead, madam! - Where to?

It's a surprise!

You're out of your minds! This'll cost you an arm and a leg!

Let yourself go!

You'll see! You're gonna love it!

It's so chic and romantic.

It's weird to be here with you.

Why? Got any other friends?

You're so dumb!

You know what I mean!

Hey, it's modern!

- Good evening. - Good evening.

Mr. and Mrs. Pérussel.

Absolutely. May I take your coats?

I'll hold onto my jacket.

Good evening, sir, madam.

It's Augustin... Augustin will be your server.

Follow me, please.

Come on.

Smoked egg with yellow carrot,

crab in grapefruit jelly and beet mousse

with a Comté tuile. Enjoy your meal.

Thank you.

It's incredible.

That woman was with my factory workers this morning.

What's she doing here?

Who cares? Taste this! It's lethal!

- Hi! - Théo!

- You ordered already? - Not yet.

One more! For my birthday.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Hi, Nathalie. - How's it going?

Oh, fuck!

Holy shit, is that good!

Mom!

This dinner's the high point of my life since...

Since Théo was born?

Since our divorce!

No, really, it's better than...

than anything, in fact!

Anything?

How can she say that after being married to me?

I don't know, sweetheart. Amnesia!

- Oh, no, you didn't do that? - We did!

This is the strawberry torte à la Sam Drissi.

- Happy birthday. - Thank you.

Did you enjoy your meal?

- It was perfect. - Thank you.

I understand there's a birthday here.

Who's the guest of honor?

I won't ask the lady's age. I'm sure you don't look it!

Really? You think I'm older than I look?

Excuse me?

You don't know my age.

Therefore, you mean I'm older than I look.

I just wanted to pay you a compliment.

Don't you like the cake?

Taste the cake! It'll sweeten you up.

That's done.

It's good.

That cake's legendary. It's my wife's favorite.

- Carole's your wife? - Yes, do you know her?

We've met.

Carole.

This lady says you know her.

Yes, we go to the same gym.

Do you live at that damned gym, too?

Why do women torture themselves? You know we love you as you are.

Yes, that's true.

I have no idea why we do it.

Sam, you'd better get back to the kitchen.

Have a nice evening.

Beautiful restaurant, handsome couple...

Some people have a perfect life!

I never assume that.

Until Thursday.

Hello.

Hello.

I wanted to apologize for the other night at the restaurant.

It was really nice of you to cover for me.

We practice professional confidentiality, too.

Even though I'd rather not lie.

Of course, I understand. I'm sorry.

I'm here to do my skills assessment.

Could I do it with you?

Okay, come with me.

I just hope

you don't think I'm a pathological liar.

It's just that... My husband doesn't know I'm here

and everyone in town knows us and the restaurant.

And the skills assessment is because you foresee changing professions?

Frankly, I don't know what I foresee.

I just know I have to do something.

I've seen a dermatologist, an allergist and an acupuncturist.

And you think it's job-related?

Every time I go down to the restaurant

it burns so much I could rip my arm off.

What exactly is your job at Le Moulin Blanc?

Owner,

hostess,

taster, manager, public relations.

In fact, I don't know what my profession is.

I don't have a real profession.

You know,

workplace anxiety

isn't necessarily due to the nature of the work.

Just changing your space, coworkers or hours

can sometimes make you feel better.

Yeah.

Except in my case...

the space is my house

and my coworker's my husband.

I'd like you to make a very succinct list

of your fondest professional memory,

your fondest personal memory,

and your greatest professional and personal regrets.

That's kind of personal, isn't it?

Fondest professional memory?

When we got our first star

and were named Master Restaurateur.

And personal?

Meeting my husband!

Obviously.

Greatest professional regret?

Quitting school.

Greatest personal regret?

Not having kids.

I couldn't.

I'd have liked to adopt

but the process was too much for Sam.

Adopting a baby was too hard.

But opening a new restaurant, no problem!

- You're opening a new restaurant? - Yes, didn't you know?

It was in all the papers.

It's Sam's idea.

A Moulin Blanc baby bistro in town,

on Seven Sleepers Street.

Just the thought exhausts me.

I see that all your memories revolve around your husband.

Le Moulin Blanc is all about Sam.

The talent, the strong personality! There's no doubt about that.

So I should go back, keep smiling and scratch myself to death?

No, not at all, Carole.

You'll see that you have a lot more skills

than you realize.

You think so?

I'm so happy to be working with you instead of that old prune!

Michel? An excellent trainer.

Yeah, but women understand each other.

Especially at the same age.

And at a crossroads.

At a crossroads?

Yeah!

Know what I mean?

No.

Ready for another test?

Seven Sleepers Street

...it's a really shitty job!

Marithé! Is that right?

- How are you? - Very well, thank you.

Is Carole giving you a tour?

No, not at all. I just happened to be passing by.

I'll show you around.

Can I call you Marithé? You are my wife's friend!

Plus, I never see her anymore,

between the gym and your lunch dates!

I beg your pardon?

There it is!

Careful not to get dirty. Let me take your things.

I'll take your bag.

Did Carole tell you about our tapas menu?

The kitchen! We'll make our bread here.

You're making your own bread?

Sure.

It's a cinch. You should try it!

There's nothing better than eating your own bread.

It's... mythological!

Wanna look upstairs?

Here it is!

Oh, yeah!

- Nice, huh? - Really.

I can seat 30 covers up here.

I love Le Moulin Blanc

but I needed to reinvent myself,

explore new horizons. I feel like a kid again!

Think I'm nuts?

No, not at all.

Quite the contrary.

It's great to see someone so passionate about his work.

I mostly deal with people who are miserable in their jobs.

What do you do? Carole never said.

I work at an adult training center.

It's right around the corner.

That's great!

You like it?

Oh, yeah. I love it!

It's really gratifying to help people change their lives.

Do you have anything to...?

No.

Hold on.

Clever!

So, let me explain.

That's the cold room. We'll tear down these two walls

and I'll install a steam oven here.

There?

There?

Right. There.

Here.

- I should be going. - Okay.

That guy really screwed me.

Look at this shoddy...

Sorry!

You okay? Are you hurt?

I'm okay. What a shower!

Bend your head down.

- What? - Bend your head down.

That's it!

Great, you don't wear perfume!

I'd like to kick some women out.

Fresh bread, pear and a touch of mushroom.

That's what you smell like.

See you again soon?

Okay!

I'll have Carole arrange a lunch. After the gym.

Sure.

See you.

Hey, wait a minute...

You'll need personnel here. Have you already hired?

The kitchen staff, yeah. But not the servers.

I may have some waitresses.

Would you like to meet them?

Sure, why not?

You know what...

Call me.

Okay.

Carole!

Are you there?

Yeah, I'm here.

Can you come down?

Right now?

Yeah, right now! It's ready.

Here.

Start on the left.

Interesting but too acidic.

I agree.

Try the second one.

I ran into your friend. Marithé.

Did you talk?

I showed her the space. She liked it.

She's sending me some waitresses.

Not as good. Too flat. The flavors cancel each other out.

You ever gonna care about this bistro?

Your friend thought it was great.

Didn't she mention it?

No, she didn't mention it.

Everything doesn't revolve around you.

Some people are interested in me! I exist, too!

Who said otherwise? Who?

What's going on?

Is it your eczema?

What did you think of the 3rd one?

Not bad.

Good.

Hello.

You look so elegant today!

Hello, Carole.

You look great in makeup. Is it a special occasion?

Not really. But thanks.

First of all, I ran into your husband by chance and...

since when have we been friends exactly?

We could be, couldn't we?

Sorry. I only use you as an alibi

so I can come here.

That's not the issue.

Okay?

Come with me.

So...

The idea here...

is to circle the words that you think

are your foremost qualities.

So...

"Stable, helpful, clever, organized, clear-headed..."

That's optimistic!

Try to be objective, don't underestimate yourself.

Okay.

"Liar" isn't on the list?

"Frivolous." That's me!

It's not self-deprecating. I immediately noticed your makeup.

Why not "observant"?

Right, observant!

You can see that you undervalue your abilities.

I'm sure Le Moulin Blanc owes as much to you as to your husband.

- You're so encouraging! - Not at all.

That's what I see.

You know, in job interviews,

women always play up their faults and men, their qualities.

- Really? - Really.

Obviously!

If Sam took this test, he'd come out looking great.

It's true, he's very confident, very enthusiastic.

- Does he always have so much energy? - Always!

And in everything, if you get my drift. It's exhausting.

What do you mean?

Sometimes you want them to cool off, don't you?

I guess... I don't know.

Let's continue.

So...

"Dreamer."

"Spontaneous."

"Funny."

"Diplomatic."

"Generous."

They're not really professional qualities...

Excuse me for a second.

Don't you ever answer your phone?

I can't find my birth certificate!

Why do you need it?

For my scholarship application!

Shoot! I forgot.

It's in a big box

under the bookcase.

Wanna have lunch with me? I won't be long.

No time. Today's my application deadline.

Sorry.

That was my son.

I can't believe you have such a grown son.

Me either.

I mean...

Yesterday he was begging not to go to camp.

Now he wants to go far away, for a very long time.

Do you two live alone?

I sensed you were going through something like that, too.

Like what?

You know, sweetie...

at a crossroads.

Oops, I called you "sweetie." Did I offend you?

No, but...

It's best to keep our relationship formal.

- The customers worry me. - How so?

You gotta be chirpy all day,

"hello," "please," "thank you," blah-blah-blah!

Right! You could be grumpy with the foreman!

It helps me unwind.

Find another way to unwind, Jackie.

Because service = courtesy. That's inescapable!

Okay, how about a little "job interview" recap?

You sure they'll be okay?

They'll be perfect. Help me.

Let's do some role-playing. You all like that.

Françoise, our star...

- I'll be the boss! - No surprise there.

Cynthia will be the boss. Perfect!

Hello, Sam!

Hi!

Hello.

They're almost all over 60.

It's the Early Bird Special club!

I thought you understood the plan.

The plan is young, pretty and hip.

- Not a bunch of old bags! - No.

- No, what? - No.

You want simple, authentic cooking.

Embrace that and have simple, authentic people serve it.

If I wanted advice on food,

I'd put more trust in an "old bag"

than some 25-year-old anorexic.

You gonna tell me my business?

I'm not talking marketing, I'm talking people.

These women have experience, a human value.

That's priceless.

Your customers don't wanna be blinded by glitz!

Who's blinding them? Do I blind them?

Is this glitz?

Boy, when you want something...

Don't you?

Sure. I didn't say I don't appreciate that.

Yes! That was great!

You're my idol!

He's trying them all out!

You wrapped him around your finger! He was captivated!

You're crazy!

No, he was under your spell!

And Jackie! She was almost friendly!

Gimme a break, Marithé! You're not just a mother!

You've got a life. You can fall in love.

That's for sure! Falling in love isn't the problem.

Well, well! Have you met someone?

Come on, spill it!

Come on!

Drop it.

Anyway, the good ones are always married.

Excuse my mentioning it, Marithé, but...

when I met Pierre, he was married.

Yeah, but...

It's not the same. It's impossible.

It's someone I met professionally, so...

from an ethical point of view...

No, I can't do that.

Want me to carve the chicken?

Look what being a bitch got you!

What?

- No. - No?

Yeah, go ahead. Thanks, honey!

So, this is it!

It's the end of stage one.

Now the software will determine

a profession adapted to your skills.

Shall we?

Go for it!

It feels like Christmas morning!

And I'll leave here knowing I'm good at something.

Something just for me!

Falconer

So what is it?

Falconer.

Falconer?

What's that?

I guess it must be someone who trains falcons.

I'm as stunned as you are.

I've never gotten that one.

That's absurd.

That can't be my vocation.

How could I train falcons?

There must be a falconry that's hiring in the area

and the computer thinks you may be good at that.

You see! Even the computer thinks I'm a twit.

No!

No, you mustn't say that.

And you absolutely mustn't have preconceived notions.

For example, I once worked with a real estate agent

who became a dog groomer.

And he's really happy with his new life.

Really?

I have no desire to groom falcons.

I understand.

Falconer.

Falconer.

Falconer. I think there's a bug.

It's not normal to only get one suggestion.

Maybe you could relaunch...

I'm doing my best, Carole. I'm no magician!

Shit! It crashed!

Oh, no!

Let's call it quits. I'll see you on Friday, okay?

Goodbye.

Bye, Carole.

The computer can't be busted every time they don't like the job!

Come on, Michel! Falconer?

What was she expecting? Supermodel? Stewardess?

No. Not stripper either!

She's no Barbie doll.

She just hoped for a positive response to her experience.

That seems legitimate,

after spotlighting someone else for 20 years.

Don't you think?

Exactly! It's a "wife of" who's putting on airs.

I don't know. I feel

dumb and sad and...

dumb!

Of course I'd love to but how can I?

Right now?

No, I can't.

It's impossible.

Yeah. Me, too.

- Carole! - I've gotta go.

I want to apologize for what happened. Really!

Hop in! I'll drive you home, if you like.

Okay, thanks!

Computer problems always flip me out.

You okay?

I don't feel like going home.

Could you drop me at the country club?

The country club? That's nowhere near here.

It's not too far out of the way.

Have you ever been?

Too rich for my blood! Plus, you have to be a member.

Discussion over! I'm inviting you for a drink.

You'll see, it's magical. You'll love it!

I'd live there if I could!

But I don't drive.

Don't you have a license?

Yeah.

I had an accident 5 years ago. And now

I panic behind the wheel.

That's a problem, Carole.

You'll have to get around for training sessions.

And your own self-confidence. You must start again!

Wanna give it a try? There's no one in sight.

On the way back, okay?

Sure is the good life!

Le Moulin Blanc, the country club... It's all so incredible.

I feel like the ugly duckling here.

When your life's a mess, you always feel out of place.

So you made it!

Vincent, this is Marithé.

Hello, Maïté.

I'm not allowed to say my friend.

Trainer sounds like my parole officer.

So what? I don't know.

Just Marithé is fine.

Where's the ladies' room?

Over there.

You disappeared! We looked for you everywhere.

How about a little bubbly?

Sorry, I have to get back.

Not right away? Let's have a drink first!

Yes, I'm going. It's clouding up. But you can stay.

Goodbye then.

Goodbye.

You see? This is great! I'm completely relaxed.

Thanks to you. You're not at all judgmental.

Sam always gets so macho.

"Keep your eyes on the road! Check the rearview mirror!"

Keeping your eyes on the road isn't really a macho concept.

I'm glad you liked the country club.

I should work in a place like that.

Lots of fresh air, sports...

You only invited me so you could see your lover.

What?

I saw you together.

You and that rider, Vincent.

I saw you in his arms.

Okay, I didn't tell you about Vincent!

You're the one who insisted we remain on professional terms!

I can never tell where we're at, intimacy-wise!

What I should or shouldn't say!

Well...

I think the drive shaft's done for.

That's a shame.

I'll pay for it obviously.

It's not just a question of money.

Now I'll lose my no-fault bonus!

Now what do we do, in the middle of nowhere?

It'll take hours to get a tow truck!

No, we can just call Sam.

The SUV will tow it out in 2 minutes.

It's not a tragedy.

Know what a busted drive shaft means?

This car has to last 3 more years.

Stop yelling! You're the one who distracted me!

Call your husband immediately!

Now!

Sam! Yeah, I'm fine.

I'm with Marithé

and we had a little problem with her car.

No big deal. Can you come with the SUV?

That's him! He's here.

Can you please say you were driving?

- Otherwise, he'll ask questions. - Yeah, right!

So, girls...

Now what've you done?

You okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, not bad!

I should be able to tow it.

I'll get Gérard to repair it, off the record.

She told me about your insurance.

If he says anything, we were at the gym Monday night.

So now you use me as an alibi for your trysts with that cowboy!

See you there?

Great.

He'll meet us at Le Moulin Blanc.

There's not much damage.

The drive shaft is done for!

You know your stuff for someone

who got her license in a Cracker Jack box!

Can we drop the macho jokes about women drivers?

Seriously, how could you drive into a ditch on such a straight road?

That's enough!

I'd rather call a tow truck and lose my bonus!

What a temper!

- Sam, stop! - I'm kidding.

Stop!

I'm the one who was driving.

Why didn't you say so?

- Okay? - Fine.

What's going on?

Can you tell me?

You're never around, we don't talk, we don't do anything anymore.

Tell me.

I don't wanna discuss that now.

- When do you wanna discuss it? - Stop!

Stop what?

Stop!

Stop the car! Leave me alone!

Don't do that! Carole!

It's unbearable.

I don't need a new job, I need to leave Sam.

Dinner's ready!

Stay and eat with us.

How about a cognac?

A little one. It'll do us good.

Here.

Know what?

I'm so relieved you know about Vincent.

I've had other affairs, too.

Really?

- Do you judge me? - No.

It's the only way I can breathe. It keeps me sane.

But I can't take it anymore.

I have to leave him. I need a life of my own.

I don't love him anymore.

That's the truth! I don't love him anymore.

I'm suffocating.

With Vincent, I feel alive again. He listens to me. Like you.

I love talking to you.

You've given me so much confidence. You can't imagine!

You think I'm right?

Think I should leave Sam?

That's not for me to say!

But I am right, aren't I?

- You can't ask me that. - Then who can I ask?

You're my only friend.

Carole! Marithé!

Carole!

Yeah?

- The car's ready. - Be right down.

Shit! I have to get ready for dinner service!

But he can't suspect anything yet. That'd be hell!

I know it's a pain for you...

No, it's okay. I understand.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Look, it's like new.

Again, I'm really sorry.

You okay?

You're white as a sheet.

It's all this emotion...

Because of the accident.

Yeah.

Come with me.

Here.

What is that?

An old wives thing. A pick-me-up.

How is it?

It's bitter but...

It's okay.

Here.

Thanks.

I'm so sorry you got caught in the middle of all that.

I don't know if she said anything

but we're going through a tough time.

That must have been a drag for you. Plus, I was a jerk!

Yeah, I was. Anyway,

thanks for reacting the way you did.

Thanks?

- I was obnoxious, wasn't I? - No, on the contrary.

On the contrary, you were very...

You were very, very...

No, I can't.

I can't, I...

You're...

It's not my style. I can't do that.

- Even if... - Even if what?

No, I agree. You're right. It's...

It's not good to start anything in a situation that's unclear.

You're right.

I'll go.

What's this order?

It's illegible. What's this order?

- Where's Carole? - I don't know.

- I didn't sleep a wink all night. - Me either.

- It's such a huge step! - I know.

- Plus... - At our age, we're at a crossroads.

- It's now or never. - Exactly.

Have you changed your mind?

No, but I've never been independent in my life.

You really think I can get by alone?

Of course. Obviously!

I managed to fix the computer.

And it spit out a long list of suggestions for you.

You know, when you...

change directions,

you're not starting from scratch.

But you can't help but have a period...

of adjustment.

I'll find you a job you like. Don't worry.

What can I get you?

- Coffee for me. - Two.

Two coffees.

Not even the secretary?

Then anyone in financial aid who's not on maternity leave.

Yeah, I'll hold.

Yeah?

Thanks a lot.

I got it.

I got a scholarship to MIT! I'm going to Boston!

Congratulations! I'm so proud!

Congratulations, son!

Look how happy she is for you!

You okay?

- What is it? - You okay?

Théo, that's wonderful! I'm so happy for you!

You okay?

Window Dresser: A Career with a Future

See that building? It's an equestrian center.

From what I hear, it's for sale.

Isn't this the perfect spot to start a new life?

Sure, but I could never handle a business like that all alone.

Carole, that's enough!

You've developed fabulous skills at Le Moulin Blanc.

- You really think so? - Of course I do!

You have enormous potential.

Yeah, but...

doing that all alone!

And Vincent? What does he do?

He has an accounting firm.

Fantastic! That's boring as hell!

Believe me, nobody's an accountant by vocation.

However, that means he's got money and can manage a business.

And he's a rider, to boot!

He can invest

then help you manage it!

Isn't that perfect?

And he can give dressage classes. He's so talented!

And I can handle the beginners.

Especially the kids!

'Cause we could have ponies, too!

Obviously, you'll have ponies!

- And you can come and work with us! - Me?

Aren't you dying to quit that job?

No.

Sure, I get bored, like everybody, but...

Stop! You're just like me - on the verge of imploding.

No, it's not that...

It's just that...

You're right!

Once my son leaves, what have I got? Nothing!

Why not have fun for once?

- So are we partners? - You're nuts!

Not at all! We'll be partners.

Fuck, yeah! We'll be partners!

Fresh air and independence are ours!

Luxury and freedom for us!

And ponies!

Right, and ponies! Lots of ponies! Ponies everywhere!

Why should I come back?

I think we can go deeper. I'd like to...

Why are you so pushy? I don't wanna change jobs!

So? How did it go? Did you give him the adjective test?

Yeah. Bye.

Crazy? How can you talk about my friend like that?

You've only known her for 2 months.

I swear, she was really pushy. Sort of...

Intrusive.

Excuse me, I wanted to tell you...

That little tongue of yours last time...

Amazing!

I beg your pardon?

I don't usually like offal but... And the capers!

We have a new menu next week.

Sweetbreads with hazelnuts. So refined!

You can't miss that!

I'll reserve immediately!

See you then!

See you soon!

We're having a conversation and you...

And I what?

I'm doing my job! And I do it well!

Thanks to my friend Marithé, I realize that.

My love!

Can't you make an effort? I know it'll do you a world of good, too.

Stop, Carole. I'm fine just where I am.

Come over here.

Someone just delivered this for you.

Aren't you getting too involved with that Carole Drissi?

Are you on a first-name basis?

Michel, sometimes you have to be flexible.

- Who was that guy you met with? - Fuck!

I beg your pardon?

Taste this.

Is that guy in adult education or retraining?

Dear Marithé, My apologies for the other day.

Hoping to see you at the opening on the 11th.

Sam

Hello!

How's it going?

- Champagne? - Yes, please!

- It's a big hit! - Yeah.

I can't thank you enough for this job.

And that guy's great!

- And the training? - Next month, I'll be manager!

Hi, Marithé! The boss wants you to taste this.

- The chef! Here, we say "chef." - Who cares?

I wanted to create a convivial space,

to feel like I was cooking for my friends...

You know that equestrian center...

Let's forget it.

Vincent wasn't thrilled when I suggested he invest.

He seems a little annoyed.

You need a weekend together.

How? That's impossible.

- You'd do that? - A workout weekend with you?

Sure!

With all my classes, I must be a real gym rat!

A whole weekend? That would be fabulous!

- But you hate being my alibi. - It's okay, don't worry.

I'm looking for the best training program for you.

What we need is an internship

that leads directly into a job.

What kind of internship?

- In what field? - Any field. Who cares?

Let's not limit ourselves, Carole.

Yeah, but still...

Mrs. Drissi, the deputy mayor's here.

May I borrow her for a moment?

Oh, shit!

It's no big deal.

Yes, it is! I'm still on trial!

Oh, God, it's completely ruined!

Shit, the boss.

Now what happened?

It was entirely my fault. She walked by...

No, I swear! She walked by with the tray and I...

Come with me.

They're so eager. They just need time.

It's okay. They'll learn.

Here, that's...

- Here. - Thanks.

Dishwashing liquid. It gets out grease.

They're okay. The customers seem to like them.

And, uh...

Yeah, I...

I'm sort of committed to you, aren't I?

Yeah, sort of.

It's very wet.

And I don't want you...

to take me for a guy who's a louse.

Maybe if I hold my hand like this...

- If I do this, I think I can get by. - Yeah.

Yeah.

So, thanks.

Yeah, we have a recruitment internship.

But forget it! You know the Chamber of Commerce.

It's been booked since January.

Pascal,

I absolutely need one spot.

And I need a vacation in the Seychelles!

It's never gonna happen.

Come on! Someone always cancels!

We've got 30 on the wait list.

- Put me at the top of the list. - Impossible.

It's a real emergency, you know.

My candidate's super competent.

But her husband's violent. He beats her.

She's gotta get outta there.

With her five kids.

Five kids?

Look,

I've done lots of favors for you.

Slip me one spot and, I swear,

you can ask me for anything.

Fuck!

I want her file on my desk by Monday night.

You got it!

Shit!

Carole, it's Marithé.

Call me before you go away for the weekend.

I think I've found the perfect internship for you!

Hi, Carole,

it's Marithé again.

I hope your romantic weekend's going well.

But I really need your response for this super-duper internship.

It's urgent.

Kisses!

Yes?

A Chamber of Commerce internship. I need your stamp.

Do you have the...

Signature, social security number, cover letter and kitchen sink...

Everything but your stamp.

Yes?

Marithé?

You're not in the kitchen?

No.

What's with this so-called "sea spa" weekend?

Why "so-called"?

Ever since Carole got back, she's been bed-ridden.

Exactly. I have to see her! I think I caught the same bug!

Carole...

Carole!

What's going on?

Why haven't you called me in four days?

The weekend...

was awful.

It's over with Vincent.

What?

He doesn't love me anymore.

He left me.

Shit.

I'm so sorry.

That's sad. It's really sad.

Now get dressed. We're due at the Chamber of Commerce by 11.

Huh?

The internship, Carole!

We've only got half an hour. Hurry!

I'm in no shape for an internship.

I have to figure out what to do with my life.

It's all figured out!

You wanna get divorced, find a job and be independent.

That's what you want.

And this internship will get you all that!

And it'll take your mind off that idiot, Vincent!

He's not an idiot.

But the skills assessment and everything...

He felt manipulated, like I was turning him into another Sam.

What a jerk!

I don't know.

Maybe he's right.

What I need

is to save my marriage. If it's not too late.

Of course it's too late!

It's over! Dead! What are you talking about?

You can't want that!

Let's talk this over on the way to the Chamber of Commerce.

Now get dressed. Hurry!

But I don't care about that internship.

Listen, Carole,

you have to do it.

I made a commitment. I signed for you.

- You can't leave me in the lurch. - You forged my signature?

I never agreed to that stupid internship! Why'd you do that?

I did it for your own good.

You've gone off the deep end!

Don't you start making decisions for me, too!

Vincent was right! You're crazy!

Now get out! Leave me alone!

Get out!

Marithé!

That's enough! I'm sick of your lies.

What's going on with Carole?

It's been fishy from the start.

You think I'm a fucking idiot!

No, no!

Then what are you up to?

What game are you playing with me?

Me? I'm not playing. It was never a game.

I've been sincere with you, Sam. Please believe me!

I never wanted to lie to you.

How could I believe you?

Here?

There, where you finger is.

I don't see anything. Nothing at all.

But I swear, it itches. Sometimes it's horrible.

I don't see anything.

But I'm a dentist, not a dermatologist.

Want me to prescribe a light tranquilizer?

A tranquilizer for eczema?

I'm not crazy. I swear, it itches.

Sometimes it itches. It's...

I don't know what I'm doing.

I'm a mess.

Everything...

I'm totally out of control.

Nathalie,

I think I'm turning into a bitch.

Marithé!

I saw Pascal. He's furious about the Chamber of Commerce internship.

So I looked at Carole Drissi's file.

Am I out of my mind or did you write the cover letter?

And the signature doesn't match her registration form.

Is that you, too?

And that guy with her who was complaining

is nowhere on the schedule or in the files.

You're not doing private consultations here?

Marithé,

do you realize what you're doing?

You've lost all respect for rules, professional ethics.

You're mixing personal with professional.

You've stopped communicating with coworkers.

Doesn't all that mean anything to you?

All what?

Breaking rules,

isolation, personal/professional confusion.

Yeah, those are all the symptoms of burnout.

I've got all the symptoms of burnout.

I'm burned-out.

Oh, shit.

What's the standard procedure again?

Sick leave.

Psychotherapy - a dozen sessions, to start.

Focus on nonprofessional activities - hobbies and leisure.

And if there's no improvement in 3 months,

a skills assessment aimed at retraining.

Hi!

I'm so, so happy you called me back.

I'm so ashamed of how I spoke to you.

I didn't know what I was saying.

No, your reaction was completely normal.

My conduct with you was inappropriate.

You just care so much.

No.

Rules and ethics are there to protect the interns.

And I didn't protect you at all. It's inexcusable.

Nevertheless, I insist upon apologizing.

Are you kidding? Of course I forgive you!

Marithé, don't underestimate yourself.

Everything I said about your potential and abilities

was absolutely sincere. You must believe me.

But...

I'll no longer be your adviser.

You don't want to take care of me anymore?

No, I can't take care of you anymore. Or anyone else.

I'm quitting my job.

Because of me?

No, no.

Because of what I did to you.

But you did it out of friendship!

No.

I did it to steal your husband.

What?

Sam?

Yes, Sam.

But I assure you, it didn't work at all.

Sam adores you.

And I think you're right to want to save your marriage.

And I promise I'll never go near him again.

That's impossible.

That can't be possible. I don't believe it.

- You didn't do that? - I did.

I don't feel well. My head's spinning.

Are you okay?

I'm gonna faint.

- What can I do? - A bag!

I need to breathe into a bag.

Find me a bag!

Here!

You have no idea how ashamed I am.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

- This is disgusting! - I know.

No, this thing's disgusting and greasy! It's full of fries!

How could you?

That's all I could find.

I'm talking about Sam, you idiot!

Liar! Meanie!

I thought we were friends.

6 MONTHS LATER

You really think I'll be bored to tears!

Thank you.

It's the same one!

No big deal.

Here, Michel!

Thank you, François.

Thank you.

I'll give you mine later.

- From the secretarial pool. - Thank you.

You were my absolute role model. No kidding!

What you did for the MyToy women was great.

But if even you burn out...

Michel's fucking nuts today!

Hi!

I hear you got a great job at a vineyard?

Yeah.

Congratulations!

If I couldn't make an iron-clad application after 20 years,

that'd really be pitiful.

You like it?

Yeah, it's fine. But, frankly, it's just a stepping stone.

Marithé!

Cynthia!

What are you doing here?

I work here now.

I don't believe it! And the bistro?

Well...

Let's just say things didn't go well.

And your management training?

Down the drain.

I think he got new waitresses, too.

I'd rather not talk about it.

- Want anything? - No.

Yes, I do!

Marithé!

Hello.

Hello.

Where'd you disappear to?

I looked for you everywhere. I left messages.

They said you quit the Training Center.

That's right.

The MyToy girls were my last job. They meant a lot to me.

I heard you fired them. May I know why?

That's why you came?

Absolutely.

You were misinformed.

One of the "old bags" retired but the rest are still here.

And Cynthia?

She quit.

She quit?

Why?

It's complicated.

Why?

We had a thing. It didn't last long.

But the situation became untenable and...

she preferred to leave.

That's it.

A "thing"?

You slept with Cynthia?

You slept with Cynthia?

You couldn't cheat on your wife with me!

But for a 25-year-old slut, it's goodbye principles!

She's not a slut.

No. But I'm a fucking idiot!

Couldn't you just tell me you weren't attracted to me?

Or that you only fuck young chicks?

Excuse me, I'm supposed to set the tables now.

Right...

Could you maybe take your cigarette break now?

That's usually at 9:30.

Just this once, couldn't you take it now?

Yeah, but I need my 9:30 break.

Today you'll take 2 cigarette breaks. Okay?

- Okay. - Thanks.

- Hi, Marithé! - Hi, Jackie.

You really made a fool of me! You humiliated me.

It was no picnic for me either.

When I think of all the bullshit I did for you!

What bullshit did you do for me?

What a loser!

- Stop! - What a loser!

You and Carole deserve each other!

Her and that Vincent of hers! That fucking cowboy!

You and your little Cynthia!

- What a pair of liars and cheaters! - Stop!

I never cheated on Carole!

We were separated when I saw Cynthia!

And you'd vanished into thin air!

- You're separated? - Yeah.

She left me 5 months ago. Didn't she tell you?

No.

I don't see Carole anymore.

- Let me help you. - No, thanks.

Did you know about Carole's lover?

No.

And Jackie? Did she know about you and Cynthia?

No again.

- Maybe I should go. - Maybe.

Track 2!

I'll get him a snack.

Hold on 2 seconds!

Let me help you! I'll take that.

Okay, thanks.

Call us, so we know you made your flight.

With a 9-hour layover? How could he miss it?

That's exactly how people miss planes.

What idiotic logic!

Why idiotic?

He's not gonna sleep for 9 hours!

No, people go into boutiques...

Can't you wait till I go to bicker?

Your computer.

I'll go get the car and pick you up out front.

Take care.

That's it.

It's over.

He's gone.

We're done, Marithé.

Our little boy's gone.

You holding up okay?

Yeah. No, I don't know.

Come on.

I was probably more prepared.

I knew it'd be awful.

It's not like I have anything besides Théo in my life.

Why haven't you made a new life?

What have you been doing?

I don't know.

And now it's too late.

Too late?

What bullshit is that? I loved you.

You're happier with Nathalie.

That's not the point. Our son's gone. Someone should love you.

Move your ass!

When I say someone...

Yeah, we know it's not you.

- Two minutes! - Okay.

Go for it.

Kids! Not without coats!

Hello. You're not closed today?

No, the restaurant's reserved for a wedding.

Shit!

150 covers.

Could you please tell the chef that Marithé's here?

Okay.

Thank you.

Excuse me!

The chef's tied up

but we set a table for you in the kitchen.

Right here.

Girolles and avocado, crab ravioli

with daikon radish...

The amuse-bouches. Besserat Champagne.

Amuse-bouches done! Time to get down and dirty.

As the bride would say!

Oh, fuck!

Sea bream in a garden, grilled eggplant, hazelnut oil.

Saint-Joseph white.

- Very good. - Thank you, chef.

That's not even trembling.

As the bride would say!

Now Noémie's starting!

Chef, table 8 is ready for dessert.

Things are heating up in there!

As the bride...

would say!

You didn't eat everything you were served?

I did.

Absolutely everything?

Absolutely everything.

You're insane. It's too much.

Grab your coat.

Here.

Chew that but don't swallow.

The bridegroom would never say a thing like that.

Carole!

They're about to leave.

See you on Tuesday at the Notary's office.

- Will your husband be there? - I don't...

No, we have Mr. Drissi's power of attorney.

I'd love to have met him. I'm a big fan.

We'll try to live up to his standards.

Goodbye.

- Have a good trip back. - Goodbye.

You okay? It's not too weird?

No, I'm fine.

Thanks, François, you're sweet.

It's weird to think I'll never eat here again.

Why not? They're not opening a McDonald's!

Let's go over the schedule.

On Tuesday at 11:30, we close the Moulin Blanc sale,

and at 3:30, your purchase of the equestrian center.

We'll go over your equestrian center purchase agreement later.

However, for Le Moulin Blanc, I need one more signature.

Sorry, it's...

It's your husband's.

No big deal! Let's go see him.

Give me a lift?

- Do you have a reservation? - No, but...

I'll try to stick you at the bar. Follow me.

Haven't we met?

Some snacks! Until I find them a table.

No, I'd just like to speak to Mr. Drissi.

I can't bother the boss now!

The "chef," Jackie!

I'll send over the boss-lady.

Marithé!

Excuse me for a moment.

Hello, Carole.

Sorry to turn up like this but I need Sam's signature.

It's for the sale.

Of course, I'll get him.

Put them at table 9.

- Carole's here. - What?

Why?

A paper to sign for Le Moulin Blanc.

Okay.

It's okay, I'll go.

I'd rather warn you, she's not alone.

Who's she with?

Some young guy, fairly elegant...

Want me to go?

You stay here. I'll go. That's better.

Don't worry.

Cream of yam with saffron,

lamb sweetbreads with parsley.

Interesting.

Excuse me, Sam can't leave his stove.

- Could I bring him the... - Of course.

Sorry, I haven't introduced you.

François, a friend.

François, Marithé... We were almost friends.

May I offer you a drink?

That's very kind. Gladly.

What would you like?

We'll let you choose.

What would you say to Condrieu Les Chaillets?

Yves Cuilleron. That's very generous.

2003?

Personally, I prefer the 2006.

Marithé!

Subtiles: ECLAIR