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Bam!

Bull's eye.

Yeah, not bad.

I hit the right side.

Do you mean...

the right side looking at it from the back?

Or looking at it from the front?

The Holy Ghost's on the right.

I've been shooting at the Holy Ghost all this time!

Amen.

Why, you little brats!

Just wait till I tell you mother!

You devils!

Bye, Frisson!

Bye, Thibault!

How fast?

Seventeen clicks! You're a real Road Runner!

Cut it out, Dad! I'm pooped!

I know how to bring you back to life!

Dad!

Aurèle...

How long have we been married?

Twenty years?

Twenty years this summer.

I was 19.

You're still 19 in my eyes, Lucille.

Twenty years since Niagara Falls. That's a long time.

We ought to celebrate.

We ought to.

You know what?

I'd love to see the ocean.

A vacation?

Sure, why not? My lady's wish is my command.

Hawaii? Tahiti? Chicoutimi?

No need for it to be so far away.

Just...

Cape Cod.

I've always wanted to see Cape Cod.

Cape Cod?

Just you and me, right, Lucille?

Just the two of us.

Just the two of us...

and the kids.

OK...

So just the four of us then.

Frisson!

Frisson!

Frisson des Collines!

Get ready! We're going to Tom's!

Yeah, yeah. I'm coming.

Hey, you're holding my guitar backwards!

It's because of Jimi, Dad. He's left-handed.

- Jimi... - Listen to this.

The solo's really cool.

It's good!

But it doesn't beat Elvis.

Look at Frisson!

Stop! Sorry, guys. I botched the chords.

Guess they're not taking off on a world tour just yet.

I always slip up in the same spot.

Céline, how do you get your bust to look like that?

It's my push-up bra.

I'm playing up my assets so Tom doesn't notice my flaws.

Watch this.

That's good. That's enough.

- You wanna another beer? - Oh, a beer!

Anyone else for beer?

Why not!

Aurèle, hold on. We need to crank things up a notch.

Elvis and Chuck Berry are fine and good,

but we need to rock out more, man.

Let's add a few new songs to our repertoire.

We should play some Hendrix.

Yeah, Dad! That's a great idea!

Hendrix? OK.

Careful, Aurèle. Don't hurt yourself.

That's wicked, Dad!

Yeah! But your problem, Tom,

is that you still don't get the difference

between noise and music.

See? It does wonders for the cleavage.

It makes them look twice as big.

I think I'll buy one.

You don't need it. You're already married.

Céline, Tom's not the kind of guy to get tied down.

He's still got to run wild and put some more miles on his bike.

He hasn't had it easy.

Look, Lucille, I understand all that.

But between you and me,

how often do you have to put out to be someone's girlfriend?

Ah, man! Don't worry, I got you covered.

Extra seasoning.

How do you throw a real professional curveball?

Put your fingers on the seams like this

and really rotate your wrist.

Rotate your wrist, huh?

You'll have that down in no time.

Here. Give it a try.

That's it.

Yeah, I'm alone.

Me, too.

I can't wait.

Carmelle! Supper's ready!

I gotta go.

I love you, too!

I'm telling you, Aurèle, if you want to hear good music,

there's a big pop festival gearing up for this summer.

Woodstock. The Who's gonna be there.

Sly and the Family Stone,

Jefferson Airplane, Jimi Hendrix...

Jimi will be there?

Can we go, Dad?

I don't know.

Flowery shirts, incense,

monk sandals, that's a whole other world.

Yeah, but that's the point. That's what I'm talking about.

It's a new experience!

Anyway...

I'm going.

He...

reached out...

his hand...

to his...

beloved.

- Got it? - Yes.

This is the last time we'll be going over objects

before the final exam.

And for those of you who care, the end of the year

is coming up pretty fast.

So, we've seen that a direct object,

as the name implies, is directly related to the verb.

What does he reach out? His hand.

Now for the indirect object.

What question do we need to ask immediately after the verb?

In our example:

"He reached out his hand to his beloved."

He reached out his hand...

to whom?

Don't everybody answer at once.

To...

He reached out his hand to whom?

CHANTAL LOVES FRISSON

Remember, we've done plenty of exercises on this.

He reached out his hand to... his beloved!

What's going on?

Kids,

your mother and I have made a decision.

We're going on vacation...

to Cape Cod this summer!

What are we doing there?

Go swimming, lay on the beach, get our butts chomped on by sharks.

It'll be fun!

Our minds are made up. We're going to Cape Cod.

- What's wrong? - Do I have to go?

I don't get it. You don't want to see the ocean?

There's no reason we can't make a side trip to Woodstock

on our way back.

Woodstock?

Seriously?

Do I usually say things I don't mean?

Thanks, Dad!

- Are you happy? - Yeah!

- Woodstock! New York! - Hello!

One moment, please.

It's for you, Dad. It's the hydro company.

Hello?

Yup.

Got a problem?

It would seem.

I know what it is.

There's no engine in here.

I think your only problem is that you're out of gas.

I'll take care of that.

Be right back.

Thank you!

Take this back to Ron.

- Who? - Ron, the owner of the garage.

He'll kill me if he doesn't get it back.

So you're the new schoolteacher?

Yeah.

Hélène Paradis.

You don't get out a lot, Hélène.

Don't I?

We haven't seen much of you at the hotel bar.

The name's Faucher.

Tom Faucher.

Remember to check the fuel gauge every once in a while, OK?

Dad?

Jimi has a Fender Stratocaster like you.

It'd be great if he could sign yours.

OK. Let's bring the guitar with us.

Dad?

Tom said that sometimes Jimi sets his guitar on fire.

- If Tom said so... - Why does he do that?

Probably because he plays with his heart,

and his heart's blazing hot.

Always follow your heart, Frisson.

Maybe he'll do the show with my guitar.

That'd be wicked!

Maybe he'll even light it on fire!

Dad! Jimi's gonna burn your guitar?

Run along home now

and tell your mom I'll be tied up for a couple of hours.

Oh yeah!

I made a yummy potato salad with tuna.

I'm not hungry.

Mom, you can't go on like this.

Dad's been gone for three weeks.

I brought a magazine.

We can flip through it together.

I bet you're not hungry either.

I hate picnics!

You can't stay here, Mom.

People are starting to talk.

Your place is at home.

My place is beside him.

We're upset too, Mom.

We were married 20 years ago this summer.

You were conceived on our wedding night, Carmelle.

Oh yeah?

It was my first time.

Oh yeah?

It was different for Frisson.

We went swimming in the river.

We were drying off on the hill just over there.

You've told this story before, Mom.

You were cold. Dad warmed you up.

And then I had a kid brother.

Aurèle always said

Frisson came into this world out of a chill on a hill.

Tom...

What I asked you for before, is it yes or no?

It's no!

Come on, just a puff!

If you don't, someone else will.

No way you're getting a toke from me.

Aurèle would kill me.

I was a crazy 12-year-old. Crazier than you, Frisson.

But I didn't get high.

I'll be taking off soon, buddy.

I wanna be one of those people that changes the world.

Sometimes, when I've got a good buzz going...

When I think about humanity...

Humanity is you. It's me.

It's now. It's here and now. That's humanity.

You want me to tell you what I think? I think God...

God...

God is all of us together.

Yeah, it's true.

Humanity and God...

are big, aren't they?

This'll be the biggest thing since Monterey.

Monterey...

I missed out on that.

But I can make it to Woodstock.

There's nothing keeping me here, you know?

Yeah.

Yeah, you understand.

Tell him he's out of line!

Zip it, Miss Monaco!

- That's enough, kids. - Mom!

That's what the plan was.

To go to Woodstock on our vacation!

Yeah, but that was with your father.

Exactly! He wanted us to bring his guitar for Jimi Hendrix to burn.

Why are you so into him anyway?

He's the best musician in the world!

Dad knew that!

Frisson, there are things you can't understand at your age.

Easy, easy...

There. That's all there is to it.

All done!

Another loveless conception.

Doc...

- How long until she foals? - About 1 1 months.

Doc...

Do you think God really exists?

If he does, he has some explaining to do.

Here you go, sir. Your pay.

Thanks, Doc.

Doc...

Do you think you could talk my mom into going to Woodstock?

That would be a tough sell.

Which border?

The U.S., dummy. New York!

That's pretty far.

- When's the festival? - In August.

How are we gonna get there?

Hitchhike.

But what'll we do for money?

You'll have to work, too!

I have to work?

Now that's what life's all about!

Hey, it's Burger!

He's gonna give us a ride!

Why don't you go jerk off with barbed wire, Burger!

Go wipe your butt with sandpaper!

What's an Alfa Romeo?

I've never seen a car like this.

It must be worth a f...

Fortune.

You said it, bucko.

Careful not to scratch it.

Back off a bit.

Your clunker's leaking oil.

Oh yeah? How do you know that?

We saw you driving around before.

We didn't see...

Oh yeah.

We saw you driving around.

Come on, Thibault.

And your bumpers are rusty!

Anything else while you're at it?

Even the birds here are rude.

Come on!

Hey, Carmelle!

I was wondering if you needed an extra hand once in a while

to peel potatoes or make deliveries,

like hamburgers, hot dogs...

People come to us. We don't deliver.

Yeah, I didn't think you needed anybody.

Here you go!

Game on!

Come on! Bring it on!

Let's go!

Tom, you know Armand doesn't like your little shenanigans.

Are you gonna keep getting prettier and prettier forever?

I guess I don't have to say anything.

I'll have a beer, please.

Hey, Céline...

you feel like going upstairs for five minutes?

You sure you'd tough it out that long?

Let's go rev it up!

- Start by drinking it up. - Hi, Tom!

Kid, you're not old enough to be in here.

Let him stay five minutes.

He's the Rolling Stones' new lead singer.

Except he whacks off so much his voice hasn't changed yet.

Christ, this is a bar, not a nursery!

Hey, Frisson! Frisson.

I was just joking around on the bridge before.

I can take a joke.

Armand!

A Pepsi for my tough little dude.

Hey, Céline, is that a new hair color?

You look like a movie star!

You're adorable.

What's going on?

Armand...

Armand, your goddamn machine tilts all the time!

When are you gonna buy the one with the intergalactic babe on it?

That's where it's at.

Tom, I have something to ask you.

Don't move! I'll be right back. Watch this, OK?

So I said: "I can't get mixed up in that."

And she said: "No, I've made up my mind. It's over."

Come on!

Hurry up!

Take a 12-pack. What's wrong with you?

Every time I get excited, I have to pee!

Pee then!

That's that.

"Come back! Come back!"

And we're off!

Come on!

Hey, Tom, when are you leaving on your trip?

Oh yeah, that's it!

I've been on a trip for eons, man.

How are you gonna eat and sleep and pay for your gas?

Well, I've saved up some money.

I have my tent.

A tent!

I have my camping stove.

A camping stove!

I have my bike that's as fast as a shooting star.

So it's: "Goodbye, Sainte-Agasse.

"Hello, USA."

Me and my faithful companion will conquer the world.

You mean Céline?

I'll get you another one. Hold on.

No, my Harley.

- You're going by yourself? - Not so loud.

- Take me with you. - Are you nuts?

You just said you were going by yourself!

You two look like you're up to no good.

Céline...

Do you know what Tom just told me about you?

I think it'd be better if he told you himself.

Well, goodbye, Tom!

I'm gonna get going.

I'll have another, Céline.

Don't play innocent. What'd you say?

- Did you do what we said? - I did what we said.

"Nothing. Guy stuff."

Boom!

Bye, Céline! Bye, Faucher!

All summer long

They kissed

On the beach

Their words

Were words of love

Blue jeans on the beach

Every one...

You think he can take a joke?

You little bastards!

I'm gonna kill you, Frisson!

I'll rip your head off!

Armand!

Miss Paradis?

Anyone home?

Miss Paradis?

Miss Paradis?

So?

Isn't this a beautiful spot?

There's not much to do beyond teaching snotty-nosed kids.

You must get bored.

I'm happy you came, but you should've called me.

Come in. Let me show you around.

- I'm all yours. - It's old, but it's charming.

Stop it, you big goof!

Holy shit!

The phone's a rotten way to tell you how much I want you, baby.

The needles on my compass all pointed to you, so I came.

I'll pretend to believe you, you sweet-talker.

Can you believe it'll be like this every day come September?

Wait. Don't run off!

Wait!

Michel...

- Michel... - What?

Michel, did you talk to your wife?

Michel, answer me!

Did you talk to your wife?

Michel, answer me!

These things are tricky. It's complicated.

We can stay the way we are, if you want.

What?

Get out! Out!

Get out of here, you son of a bitch! Get out, I said!

- You're a lousy coward. Out! - Take it easy!

Go back home! I don't ever want to see your face again.

You're out of your mind!

I never want to see you again!

You know what? You may have a bat, but you don't have any balls!

Enjoy your little hick town!

Beat it! Beat it!

Settle down. Take it easy.

What's he doing here?

- Frisson. - Don't do anything stupid, bucko.

Don't do that!

Ouch! You're bonkers!

Bonkers!

You punk...

Hey, you little punk!

I hate him!

Hi, Frisson.

This'll help you feel better.

You'll see. It's pretty cool.

Thanks.

You're sweet.

You like to travel?

Yeah.

I like travelling.

I'm glad you came to Sainte-Agasse.

It's been a lot more fun since you got here.

You have the most beautiful smile in the whole world.

Hello, Carmelle!

I'm here for my little indulgence.

Mustard and sauerkraut, as usual?

Oh dear, Carmelle. What's wrong?

I miss him.

I miss my dad.

It'll be all right.

You'll see.

Four, three, two, one...

Are you sure you wanna mow Chantal's folks' lawn?

Money doesn't grow on trees, dummy.

You want a shot?

What's in there? It's brown.

It's my dad's gin. There was a little Tia Maria left.

I poured it in.

Not bad.

Not bad at all.

Frisson, I've got pretzels, chips and pop.

And we're alone. My mom's gone to run some errands.

Got any beer?

- Manon... - What?

Could you show me your boobs?

What?

I'll give you a quarter for each one.

You wanna go out? Where?

Don't play dumb.

Be my boyfriend.

I love someone else.

- Anyone I know? - Forget it.

She's older than you.

I'm almost 13 and I look 14.

Frisson, I have something important to tell you.

- Me too... - Me first.

That's what you had to say?

And this.

Chantal?

What did you want to tell me?

My friend, Thibault, wanted to know if he could mow your lawn.

Manon...

50 cents.

Each.

You're a weirdo!

Chantal?

Have you seen Chantal?

Lady, could you show me your boobs?

Well, I never!

Miss, are you going back to the city?

- Probably, Frisson. - Stay.

Thibault drove the other teacher over the edge.

We'll see.

French fries taste great with vinegar.

Stay right there.

- Hi, Frisson. - Hey, Tom.

- Give me the vinegar, Carmelle. - What's the magic word?

I know what you're thinking. He's got a thing for older women.

She gets on my nerves!

But him...

All right, let's go!

Tell me, Frisson, who's this Tom Faucher?

He's my friend. He's a painter, like you.

Except he paints houses and barns.

He's a pretty good bass player.

A few years ago, he was supposed to go to the Monterey Pop Festival

to see Jimi Hendrix with his dad.

But it didn't work out.

No? How come?

His dad got sick, and Tom took care of him.

I see.

I was supposed to go see Jimi Hendrix, too...

With my dad.

Frisson...

About your father...

It'll get better with time.

The people we love never really die.

Do you understand that?

Mom...

You know, the people we love....

can't really die.

Because we love them.

Mom...

I'm telling you, Dad's just gone on a trip.

Maybe he's even going to Woodstock.

But I'm here, Mom.

I'm here.

You have his eyes.

Hi, Tom.

It's a sad day, Frisson.

Brian Jones from the Stones is dead.

They found him floating in his swimming pool.

Hand me the sandpaper.

- Drugs? - Tons of them.

He lost it completely.

What'd he take?

I don't know, but it was heavy.

Way too heavy.

Dope, big guy, is like a motorcycle.

It's like...

Like freedom.

When you lose control, that's when it gets dangerous.

So the Stones won't be at Woodstock?

The Stones won't be at Woodstock.

And neither will you.

- No fair! - Hand me the Varsol.

- No fair, no fair! - Varsol, Varsol.

Hey, Varsol.

- Ow! - Come here, you little thief!

Let go of me!

Come here, I said!

Viateur, your son's not a punching bag.

I'm paying you to paint, not to tell me how to raise my kid.

Ronald, do I have to send you a fancy invitation with a bow on top?

I need a gasket. Not a cylinder for a Ferrari!

Just a plain old gasket for an American-made car.

The supplier's out of stock.

- I can't pull one out of thin air. - When, Ronald? When?

Good morning, Miss!

Well, lookie here.

Good morning!

Holy moly! What's this? A suppository for a tour bus?

Where's the damn gas tank in this thing?

Your schoolteacher's quite the fox, boys!

Pardon me?

What?

A hot dish is a hot dish.

There's the stupid thing.

You know where you can shove your dish?

I'll serve it up myself, if you like.

- Good morning, Mr. Martel. - Call me Ron.

OK, Ron...

Could you...?

Come see.

Make yourself useful. Fill up the lady's tank.

Sure thing!

How much does Miss Stuck-Up want? A couple of tablespoons?

Do what you're told.

It's a hell of a job, tracking down Volkswagen parts.

Is it?

- Can you order them in? - I'm not sure.

What's the big idea buying a foreign car anyway?

I can always check, but I can't guarantee anything.

Right.

Damn imports! Scrap metal, the lot of them.

- How about my gasket? - Sure!

You want a crankshaft with that?

Considering how long it'll take Ron to find your part...

you should probably get the rest of your furniture delivered now.

I already did.

You said you were going with Tom.

I know, but his Harley's pretty small.

So if I don't end up going with him...

I don't suppose you'd want to?

- I don't think so, Frisson. - Joe Cocker will be there.

Santana, Hendrix, Tom, me, Thibault.

Everybody will be there!

Well, not me, young man.

Downhearted My spirits are low

You're angry Don't wanna see me no more

What can I do for you to forgive me?

I'm in such pain Your love will set me free

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I won't get in your way, I promise!

Don't worry about money. I'll bring my own.

You're too young!

Talk to me when your beard comes in. Come on, get on.

Life's too short to mope your way through it.

Jesus fucking Christ!

Who put a cross in the middle of the goddamn road?

Forget your groupie for a sec!

- Come help me! - Yeah.

God's out to get you, Burger.

Move your ass!

Grab the other end!

Frisson's got it in his head that he's going on this trip.

He asked me to try and persuade you...

And that's exactly what I told him.

Lucille...

You stay out here all night long.

It's not right.

You could spend 100 years here, it won't bring him back.

He would've wanted you to go on living,

not mourning in seclusion.

You know I'll always be here for you.

And...

Carmelle...

How old were you when you got your period?

What's it to you?

Just asking.

- Mom? - Mom!

Come sit down.

I'll go get some plates.

Thank you, son.

Please stay.

Have a seat.

Thanks.

Everywhere.

Every last little nook and cranny?

Almost everywhere.

How much did you make?

$26.80. How about you?

- 38... - Bucks?

No, cents. Hey, I'm selling bottles.

At 2 cents each, it's gonna take some time.

This is embarrassing. I think I have the biggest tits here.

- When's Woodstock? - In two weeks.

We don't even have enough to get to the next town.

Faucher...

Watch this.

- We gotta find another way. - We can't bike there.

- No, we can't bike there. - That's what I just said.

Are you shitting your pants or something?

Stop it!

It's Flipper, the freaking dolphin!

Keep me posted, OK? Bye!

- What's wrong with his goat? - Bluetongue disease.

The scientific name is catarrhal fever. It's a virus.

Caused by a sort of mosquito.

She's pregnant, so she'll probably have to be aborted.

Goats stink, don't they?

Goats don't stink. They just smell like goats.

Doc...

How come you're not married?

Big question.

When I was 20, I met the love of my life.

She was beautiful, sweet, good-hearted.

She was like a ray of sunshine.

When I lost her, everything went dark.

After that, it was like I couldn't find the switch.

Why did she leave?

She loved someone else.

And he was a close friend.

She married him.

Do I know her?

What's up with you?

- Hi, Manon. - Hi.

It's licorice.

Licorice doesn't make you fat.

Want some?

You still want to see my boobs?

You're gonna be as baked as a loaf of bread, I guarantee it.

You can never tell a soul about this, Frisson. Exhale!

So?

You starting to feel it?

What'd you say?

Tom?

How old were you the first time you slept with a girl?

Fifteen.

Does that mean Chantal is starting to tickle your balls?

Frisson...

Come here.

Tonight's the night the astronauts are walking on the moon!

Catch you later, little dude!

Hélène...

Hélène?

What are you doing out here?

I want to walk on the moon with you, Hélène.

What's going on?

Look at me.

What's up with you?

I smoked some Colombian Gold.

Well...

That Tom Faucher is a real piece of work.

How did you know it was him?

You just told me.

I'll be right back.

Stay put!

Yeah, yeah.

Well, well, well!

The schoolteacher is letting loose!

Welcome to the moon!

We've got company.

Good evening.

Are you the vet?

- My name's Hélène Paradis. I'm... - The pretty teacher.

What did I tell you?

Hi, Tom. Hey, Doc.

This one's a real handful.

And that's why we love him.

What's he doing in here?

I sell liquor, not Popsicles!

That's why I'm here.

I wanted to ask you to take him home.

Not cool. It's a historic moment.

They said so on TV.

OK, space cadet, time to blast off.

- Your mom will be worried. - Bye, Tom.

Thanks, Céline.

So you've decided to settle here in Sainte-Agasse-de-Nowhere.

Pretty gutsy move.

Deciding to leave the noise, pollution and stress behind

doesn't take that much courage.

They say it's good to get back to your roots.

So you're an idealist.

Do you know that nature, the quiet,

and doing nothing can bore you to death?

My problem isn't finding my roots. It's avoiding tripping on them.

Hello.

Hello.

Is that old car outside yours?

It's one of Ronald's loaners.

You didn't turn off the engine. You forget how?

If I shut it off, it won't start up again.

I've had the motor running day and night for a week now.

He just has to get off his ass and find me a Camaro gasket.

Your Camaro's in worse shape than that wreck.

- That's a pusher's car. - Viateur...

- Screw you! - Fine.

What'll we drink to?

To the smell of clover, to apple trees,

to goats and pigs.

To sheep shit and cow piss!

You'll never change, Viateur.

A loud mouth who beats his wife and kid.

- Get over here! - Come on, guys!

I'm gonna shut your trap!

Go fuck your sheep!

Tom, let me buy you a beer.

Sweet Hélène, you don't have to if you don't want to,

but I'd be happy to take you home on my trusty Harley Davidson.

Fucking hell!

That's sheep shit.

Hey, Tom.

You and me...

make a hell of a team, don't we?

Yeah. We're out of sight.

So then...

- I've scratched your back... - You're getting on my nerves.

Frisson, you're like a little brother to me, you know that.

But going to Woodstock, for me,

is like my escape from the loony bin.

You get it? It's my thing.

You have to do some stuff in life alone.

Who's that?

- My dad. - And him?

Me.

He took you with him?

- It's different. - He didn't let you down.

- It's different. - It's the same!

I'm not your father, goddammit!

Hey, Carmelle!

Have you seen Frisson?

Hi!

A hot dog with relish and mustard, order of fries and a Coke, please.

Coming right up.

You want anything? My treat.

I'll have the same.

It's not very far. Come on.

- Can we leave that, Carmelle? - Sure.

- Thanks! - Thank you!

Nice bike, huh?

Yeah.

That's the ignition.

You pull on the clutch to put it in neutral and you twist the throttle.

A lot of mechanical mumbo jumbo.

Hop on.

A motorcycle is made to be felt.

Not moving your hand?

Why would I?

What was that?

Frisson, I have to talk to you.

I changed my mind.

What?

I'm not gonna go to Woodstock.

I'm staying here.

I knew it!

This friendship is over!

Go by yourself then.

Who wants a lard-ass around?

Eat shit and die!

You're all a lying bunch of pussies!

GENERAL INSURANCE

Hello!

Chantal, are you my friend?

Yeah...

And more.

Much more, even.

- You wanna go on a trip with me? - Sure!

Hold on. Where?

Woodstock, New York.

But we're not even going steady.

It's a good way to start, don't you think?

There's only one problem.

The money.

I changed my mind.

I wanna go, too.

I think I'm gonna like being a hippie.

Chantal! Manon!

Oh my God! Who did that to you?

Muhammad Ali.

Is the coast clear?

Coast is clear.

- It's a... - Don't worry.

He's not dangerous.

I'll do it.

Chantal...

What you're doing is far out.

A snake!

- Give me the bag. - What's going on?

- A snake! - A what?

What's happening?

- What's got into you? - I have to pee!

- Tie a knot in it, would ya? - I can't.

I think it's under the desk!

LALIBERTÉ GROCERY MEAT-BEER-DELIVERY

- What if he doesn't come? - He will.

Thibault, Manon can't come.

Her mother would kill her. And I know her mother.

Sometimes she freaks out.

OK. Fine.

Frisson...

How do I look?

You're...

What? I'm what?

Well, you're...

Spit it out!

Hey! There he is!

That's it. Get out of your car.

Yeah. Go drink your beer.

Perfect.

Thibault?

My car?

Hey, my car!

Are you sure you can drive?

- I just follow the lines. - What lines?

Are you sure the border is this way?

Watch the road!

Maybe it'd be better if I drove instead?

I called tails. I won the toss.

- What are you doing? - Someone stole my car!

OK, I'll get them!

Wait! Take me!

Take me!

You're a jerk!

Guys, maybe we'd be better off taking a bus?

Keep your eyes on the road!

Oh no! Someone's coming!

Where?

What's he doing?

Slow down! We have to look normal!

OK, let's look normal!

Is he drunk or what?

The brake's on the left!

I know, I know!

Stop.

- Careful! - We're gonna crash!

- Stop messing around! - We're gonna hit her!

You reckless moron!

Burger! Burger, get out of there!

You're not making sense.

You say the car was swerving in the field, with no driver.

I swear, Burger.

It's possible.

I saw it in a movie once.

You leave the motor running, no handbrake,

the gear not quite in park.

It shifts into drive and it's off to the races.

Yeah, but in town, it was making right-angle turns.

Yeah, yeah, I know, but...

So, there you have it.

Damned if I understand what happened.

At any rate, the car's still running.

Yeah...

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

We'll take care of that. Don't worry. It's no trouble.

Explain yourselves.

What are you doing? Where are you off to?

Woodstock!

Stop. Don't be stupid.

- Don't touch me. - Stop it.

- Quit it! Frisson! - Let go!

Stop, stop...

- Calm down! Stop it! - Let go of me!

Frisson, stop it, I said.

- Let me go! - Stop it!

Stop it, I said!

It's all right. Stop it.

Stop it. Calm down.

Calm down. Calm down. Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it.

You've tried everything.

There's 850 bucks in here.

Guys, you can't buy freedom with other people's money.

Think about it, Frisson.

You can't fight crazy with crazy.

The cash has to go back.

I have an idea.

Gilbert...

Gilbert, I want to run away with you.

Your skin's so soft.

Oh yeah?

- Gilbert... - My darling!

American actress Sharon Tate,

wife of filmmaker Roman Polanski,

was brutally murdered on Saturday in her California villa.

She was pregnant...

Frisson, what are you doing?

Mom...

Stop drinking this.

I will, I will.

Don't worry, sweetheart.

Dad wouldn't have let you do this.

I know.

You're right.

I'll get over this, I swear.

I'll never turn my back on you, Frisson.

I promise.

Look at me.

My, you've grown.

Did you become a man while I wasn't looking?

Where are you going?

To say goodbye to Tom.

Frisson...

I'm leaving too.

In a few months, probably.

With the priest?

His name's Gilbert.

Once he's done everything he needs to do.

Carmelle...

I'm glad you're my sister.

Get me Jimi's autograph, OK?

Promise.

Come here, you.

How was it?

Manon!

You're awfully pretty!

Yeah!

Frisson! Frisson!

You splashed me in the face!

Come over here, Frisson!

I love you, Frisson!

Translation: Shonda Secord

Blu-ray Subtitling: CNST, Montreal