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-Frank?

It's your turn to take children to school.

-Oh no, not already!

Not yet!

-Frank!

Max! It's time!

Max!

Max!

You break your ears!

Come on, it's time.

Honey, it's mom.

Wake up, open your beautiful eyes.

Open your eyes. Victoire...

- I have a stomach ache. - Do you have a stomach ache?

If you ate less candy...

They're everywhere. Look!

Eh? You wouldn't have a stomach ache.

Come on stand up!

-Mom, not right away...

-Its good?

- Stop, give me that!

-Max! Release your sister for 2 minutes.

-What are you doing? Mom, she spilled everything.

-Stop!

-Give me that.

Anything. But...

Coffee!

-It's good, there's more. -Give it to me!

-Frank! Come down, I'm going to be late.

-It's mine!

Sit down!

Victoire, sit down!

-Well done!

-Hello, children.

-What are you doing with my T-shirt?

It is much too small.

-You find? I like it when it's tight.

- You're not dressed.

-What is that? It's not clothes?

Thanks.

-OK, I understand.

-Father!

- To give is to receive, my love.

Look at the dream hotel in Mexico

that I found on the internet. Looked.

-Wow! -Too handsome.

-One day, we will all go

the low. - Alright, come on.

Lets' go. And you, instead of dreaming,

can't you help? Did you see the mess?

You haven't mowed for weeks,

the pool is disgusting.

I can't do everything! I work.

-For you, to be an actor, it's not a job?

-A work, it brings in money every month.

where are you

of your script?

-Uh... It's progressing.

-Oh yes... Do you have appointments this week?

- Yeah, not bad. Even a lot.

-You're still going to end up as a cosmonaut on bus shelters?

- We say astronaut. -Come on, honey.

Lets' go. It's time.

Come on, Victoire.

-A beso de tu marido.

- Stop, you're annoying me.

Give me back my phone.

Stop playing with it.

-For favor...

- Frank, look at me.

I can't take it anymore. - Mom, are you coming?

- Your mother is nice.

Come on, have a nice day, son.

- How are you, Florence? - Yes, great.

So! Here, here, here.

-I remind you that the courses start at 8:30 a.m.

-Ah, well... 8:29, it was minus one.

He is 45.

You show a bad example to your daughter.

- She doesn't know how to tell the time yet.

- Yes, I know how to do it!

-Good, come on! So.

Bah... Have a nice day anyway.

-Kisses.

-Have a good day.

-Hello, this is XPR.

-What is that?

Hello. -Hello. Where do we put this?

- Well, there.

-It's okay, it's ok.

I'll take a signature from you.

- Yes, but... What is it?

-I do not know. It's German.

Thanks.

-It's me. -Oh no!

Oh fuck...

- Hi, my friend. -Hi.

-How are you?

- You're two hours early.

I was in my bath. -Oh yeah?

What is this package?

-I do not know.

-Another thing for the kids?

A little foam?

-Pat, it's 10 a.m.

- Exactly, it's aperitif time.

It's always a mess in this shack.

- Are you saying that? Have you seen yourself at home?

-Besides, there is nothing to eat.

A fly flies.

Well, my bastard.

You don't bother!

Château Margaux 2005. Should we open it?

- Oh no, don't touch!

It's a present for Florence.

It's almost our anniversary. It cost me a blind.

-What does it do? 12 years of trouble?

-15 years old, sir.

And without being married, can you imagine!

-Yeah.

-What a good wind brings you, my little darlings?

-Since the end of our series, you call us never again.

-So, what is it for to have an agent?

-I can call to say that there is little work.

-Why not?

-Yes, because "not many",

it's already a bit of work.

- No, but it's because we have more the look.

-That's it. We no longer have the physical appearance of the job.

Now it's youthism.

little young people, they are interesting.

-If you want, I call you every morning

to tell you that there is no working for you, specifically.

- No, thank you, it will be fine.

-Above all, you don't bother for us.

Here, it's like your Mustang there.

-What does she have? She is beautiful, right?

-She's more into it. She is too old.

You have no right to ride with that. It pollutes.

Modernity, you don't know.

-Nope. You mean "shitty"?

I hate "crap".

Look at these new cars electrical.

It's dangerous, we don't hear them coming.

The real pleasure of the driver, is to listen to the engine hum.

-It seems that they will electric Harleys.

-Eh? -Eh yes.

- No, I'm sick of it.

It's the end of a world, Pat.

Hell's Angels on electric bikes.

The end of a world.

- Shall we open it, mom?

-A Uman 3!

-Wow!

Yes, watch out!

-Hello.

Guten Morgen...Bom dia...

Sawadee khap... Annyeonghaseyo...

-Style! What language do we put? -According to you?

-He is scary.

-Pauline's parents bought a Uman 2.

3 days later, he fell down the stairs.

A real shit. - Speak correctly, please.

The Uman 3 cannot fall. He is all options.

-What does it mean? -It means that...

He does everything like a human but better.

-Better than dad? -That's not difficult.

-We have to find a name for him.

-Pikachu!

-Why not Ken while you're there.

-Oh yes! Ken!

-We're going to please dad and call him Bob.

-Like Spongebob!

-Nope.

Your name is Bob.

-My name is Bob. And you?

- My name is Florence.

-Florence.

-Max. - And Victoire.

- Pass me that. It has to be programmed.

-You have selected the dance option.

- Max, stop! There are priorities.

Uh...

-You have selected the cleaning option.

What can I do for you?

-We show him the house and he will put everything away.

Oh, I love it!

on the radio

Good evening my love.

-You look beautiful tonight.

Hello, children.

-GOOD EVENING DAD.

- We have a little surprise for you.

-What? did I miss something?

- Good evening, Mr. Franck.

-He scared me! Who is he?

- So, let me introduce you

Bob, our Uman.

- You didn't do this stupidity?

-Whether! You have to live with the times.

-It must have cost you a fortune!

- Let's see what it brings us.

Have you seen the house?

He cleans, cooks, the garden.

He can take care of the pool.

-He moonwalks, Dad.

-Yeah... We won't get bored then.

Max, Victoire and Franck are laughing.

Does that make you laugh, do you?

- I will have time for myself.

For my little darlings, for my husband.

-Great, sushi!

-Prepared by Bob.

- What is this disgusting stuff?

-Nutrient-rich algae.

Excellent for health.

- Me, I love seaweed, mom.

-You, you swallow anything.

-You, you put mayo on the rillettes.

-So what? Its good.

-It's disgusting! -Its good.

-It's disgusting! - That's enough kids! Stop!

-M. Frank,

for dessert, a raspberry panna cotta?

-How he knows my favorite dessert?

-I programmed your tastes and preferences.

He has a crazy memory.

5 tera. Ask him a question.

-But no. -Go on.

-112 multiplied by 452.

-50,624.

- But I'm stupid too! I'm too dumb.

It's simple for a robot.

give me the color of Henri IV's white horse.

-White.

Is this humor, sir?

Victoire and Max laugh.

-He's tough.

best rock album all time?

-It's subjective. I can tell you the best selling.

Michael Jackson Thriller with 66 million albums sold.

-He's great, huh?

-It's great, your Uman.

I feel like I'm going to love it.

By the way, Bob, is it in relation to De Niro?

-Bah, I knew it would make you happy.

- Yeah, that makes me happy.

I'll even call him Bobby.

Yes, Bobby.

What are you doing here?

-I'm dusting.

-You are watching, my little bastard.

Bobby? -Bobby?

- Go see if I'm there.

The low.

-Bobby... Bobby.

You are not there, sir.

-No but...

Well, it's good...

-You're kidding? -Finally...

- We're not going to do that in front of him.

-It's like doing it in front of a washing machine.

-Did you see how he looks at us?

Have you ever seen a washing machine? with eyes?

-Uh Bobby... Go to bed. Lying!

- It's not a dog. -Lying?

-Bobby...

Go to the cash register.

-Box? -Go to the cash register.

-Box? -He doesn't understand.

-Box, box, box... -Nope. Bobby...

Battery.

-Hello, Mr. Frank. Slept well?

Children and Florence have already left.

It's 10:03 a.m.

the outside temperature is 24 degrees.

-Here, make me some coffee.

-Espresso? Elongate? Ristretto?

-No, the golden capsule there.

-The Volluto. Excellent choice, sir.

Lightly full-bodied. Perfect for breakfast.

The coffee is flowing.

Want scrambled eggs?

-What?

- Scrambled eggs, sir. Two beaten eggs,

fresh cream, chives, a knob of butter.

Or sunny side ups?

-No it's OK. Aboule the eggs.

Oh cousin?

You can bring them to me

doing the... the moonwalk?

I feel like I'm going to love you.

-Florence, What is happening?

Why doesn't Rotman call back?

- No, that's settled, Michel.

He spends Tuesday with the file.

-Very well thank you.

-You're welcome, Michael.

-What is happening?

You are radiant today.

You have a lover? -Anything.

- Go ahead, balance!

-There's nothing, I assure you.

-Hmm...

- Yes, I bought a Uman 3.

Chloe exclaims.

- Madam morality makes his small strokes quietly.

So how is it?

-Bah...

It's like a man always ready to serve

-And your boyfriend, he doesn't care?

- No, he's happy.

- A girlfriend had one.

In a week, she screwed up the love-love function.

Overheated! Burnt.

-What is the love-love function?

-You bought it without knowing this function?

-Yeah.

-Look, I'm going to buy myself this.

Well, I'm going to buy this.

Have you seen the hottie?

We go well together, huh?

-You think about that.

-Yeah!

What's more exciting what love?

-Florence!

-He scared me.

- What are these idiots who divorce?

The N'Guyen-Ferran file just called me.

You don't have an appointment? -I do not think so.

- Yes, you had an appointment.

Remind him right away. - Yes, of course.

All right, I'll do it. Perfect.

-What is happening to you?

-She bought a Uman 3 all options.

- Some people don't care.

Uman 3...

-How sexy is he when he roars.

-What?

-He has an animal thing.

-In your place, I would get treatment.

- Me, in your place,

I would go explore my Uman.

Football commentaries on television.

-Oh...

-You asked

anchovy pizzas.

-Do you see that, son? Bobby bringing me a beer

and anchovy pizza, it is tradition.

- Do you know football? -Football

is a sport invented by the English in 1848.

- Thank you, we understand.

-Who is the top scorer?

-Pelé, everyone knows that.

-It's Joseph Bican.

Austrian player with 805 goals for 530 games.

-Its good! It's okay, Bobby.

We understand.

-Do you want to watch the game with us?

- Max, don't forget, we have bowling in 30 minutes.

-Bob can come with us.

-Why? He will be bored!

He doesn't know anything about bowling. -Bowling

is a game... - Thank you, we understand.

-You're welcome, cousin.

-Why does he call you cousin?

-He must have heard that somewhere.

Say, you wouldn't...

dishes to do or ironing?

- No, cousin, I have already ironed your 9 t-shirts,

4 shirts and put away your 24 underpants

including 11 with a hole in the crotch.

-So...

There, we laugh more.

It's my domain.

I was champion 3 years in a row. Looked.

Go on!

Hold on! It's not over.

It's not over.

Yes!

It's only the beginning, it's the aperitif.

Then we will deal very, very heavy.

What do you know about bowling?

-Bowling is a ratio between the weight of the ball

execution speed, the effect that gives a slight rotation

and the 1st pin who comes to whip the 9.

-Wait, well, go ahead, play.

-Like that, buddy.

- Can you do it again?

-As many times as you want.

If you want me to miss,

you have to program it in "human error" and "deviance".

It will look more or less like to a human part.

-OK.

You want to play? We are going to play. You against me.

-OK.

-High five!

300 dots?

- We're bored!

There's more excitement of combativeness.

Come on, Max, let's go home.

-Oh no.

Come on, Bobby, one last strike?

-OK.

-Max! No, Bobby.

-Father!

It's incredible!

No one had ever beaten daddy.

You are the king.

-Nardinamouk!

- What did you say, dad?

-He said "fucking his mother" in Arabic.

-We can do

many things together.

Do you know how to play chess? -Yes.

I can teach you 1 million combinations.

My Blue Sky program

beat the world champion Magnus Carlsen.

-Great.

She doesn't make a weird noise your car?

- No, no, no, not at all, no.

That's a real grinder. It's normal.

-There is a fuel problem and an oil leak.

Stop at the side.

-You may be an ace at bowling,

but my Mustang, I know her as a person.

- Fuel problem and oil leak.

Stop at the side.

-I'll tell you something. When you don't know, you keep your mouth shut.

- Dad, it's a shame.

- Yeah, there you go! Yes yes. Here, yes!

I find nothing.

That's you, Bobby.

-Florence asked me to put it all away.

- In the meantime, I don't know where is my 15/16 key.

- When we don't know, we shut our mouths.

- Do me a favor.

You forgot that workbench. It's an organized mess, understand?

-Okay, Frank.

It's time to cook dinner.

A beef bourguignon.

Traditional French dish commanded by Florence at 5:04 p.m.

-He's completely crazy.

That's it, get ready to eat.

Oh no!

Oh...

Oh fuck!

Damn, today is my day.

-Oh dear!

What is this smoke?

-It's nothing.

carb problem and a small oil leak.

-Oh yes.

Are you alright my love? What is this bump?

- I got a door at the bowling alley.

-Are there doors? -Yes, hinged doors,

imagine.

-OK.

- No, don't sit there.

It's full of oil.

-What is it again the power of this machine?

-What do you want?

-It's almost the birthday something important that concerns us.

Didn't you forget?

-Oh, well no. No.

-We can do it something special together.

We would leave the children at Mom's.

-Tell me, Florence.

Uh... -Yes?

- You didn't tell me that he was doing all that.

that he could

behave like us.

To hold a conversation...

-Did you see! It's crazy intelligence!

-It's not intelligence he has memory, that's all.

-Yes.

We call that of artificial intelligence.

What did you talk about?

- Everything, huh. Music, sports, food.

Would miss more than one speaks about sex.

-You know what?

- No, I'm listening.

-No nothing.

Say, that...

It smells good, right? It's the... No?

- Old fashioned beef bourguignon,

wine sauce, bacon and pearl onions.

-That's wonderful.

- It's true that it looks delicious, Bobby.

-The secret, is to use a great wine.

- Wait, I have a slight doubt. Where did you find the wine?

-In the kitchen.

-Did you use Château Margaux?

-Affirmative.

-Oh no!

-It will get warmer. Especially after his bowling beating.

-What are you talking about?

-Did you lose bowling?

-He took a headbutt!

-Well then, this wine?

-This wine from a great year according to Gault and Millau

and the Parker guide

releases juices and flavors the dish in a fantastic way!

- Yes, it releases the juices.

-This is delicious.

Too good, your daddy's wine sauce.

- Thank you, Victoire.

- This wine was worth a fortune!

It was for our anniversary. -Birthday of what?

You are not married.

-He Ho!

-You use more wine without telling me. Understood?

-It is a mistake that I will not commit again.

-So.

-Here, Bobby.

Go see if I'm there.

- Dad, you're super heavy.

-Get out of here.

- Don't talk to him like that.

It records everything.

You will look smart the day it will come out to you.

-What is the love-love function?

-I do not know.

There is a parental access code.

-Absolutely.

Some functions are prohibited for minors.

- Show me what you do in dance.

-Do you know how to do that?

-No and you?

-I'm going to try.

-Hey, look!

There is a combat sport function.

- What is it?

-Krav Maga. Krav Maga!

He speaks an Asian language.

Uman 3 shouts.

Oh damn!

little cry

How he cut off his head

of the statue.

-What is happening?

-UH NOTHING.

-Victoire, do you want me to read you a story?

-I don't have time, dad.

-It's time to go to bed. - But, dad!

There's no school tomorrow.

-Exactly! In bed! We don't discuss.

And Bobby, get out. Kitchen.

- Understood, sir.

-What the hell are you doing behind me?

-I can correct your mistakes If you want.

-No, no, thank you, it will be fine.

-Would you need my services?

-Do you know how to write a story?

A scenario?

Nope? So you break up.

-Okay, Frank.

-I'm unsettled. I no longer have my bearings.

And what are these scratchy sheets?

-It's clean sheets, Franck.

Bobby washed them, ironed them, put them away.

They smell like lavender.

-I feel more at home. So!

Then I don't like lavender. It's old stuff.

It smells like puppies.

And Bobby tidying up my underpants counting them.

That depresses me.

And my privacy? What do we do with it?

- But what do you have?

It's not going well in there.

-I have the impression to be in a family hotel

headed by a colonel who washes my panties.

-He won't wash your clothes anymore. -So!

-You'll take care of it.

-Anyway, I find nothing. He put everything away.

I'm completely lost.

- You want me to tell him to make a corner just for you

where can you fuck up?

Eh? That's right.

-I do not know what, but there is something indefinable

which pisses me off horribly.

-Good morning sir.

I prepared your Volluto for you.

-A double this morning.

- You are right, Frank.

men who increase their coffee consumption

decrease the likelihood erectile disorders.

Especially when you are overweight or hypertension.

-Oh yeah?

-Quite the opposite of cigarettes and alcohol.

You should lose 15 pounds to perform better.

little laugh -Who told you that?

-It's a program, sir.

Your wife questioned me

on the erotic potential women over 40.

By combining this information, I deduced

that there was a small dysfunction in your relationship.

-She asks for a tin can to analyze my potential?

We are swimming in delirium!

-Do you want to tell the kids about it?

-To children?

I forbid you to speak of my private life with anyone.

You understood?

Oh shit!

Oh fuck!

Oh, Bobby, are you okay? -Bobby battery.

-Bobby... -Bobby, Bobby drums.

Bobby drums.

- How are you, dude? -Bobby...

battery.

His voice becomes deeper. Bobby drums.

- So, my friend.

What good wind brings you?

-These days, I have some issues with...

Finally, I can no longer...

Well, I know it happens.

It's temporary, as they say.

Finally, it unsettles me enormously.

-Carry on.

-I feel like I'm losing my position as a man.

I love my wife more than anything, it's not...

That's not the problem.

I admit it has become a little complicated.

-You thought to spice up your antics?

To other practices?

Like tantrism.

-What is tantrism?

-Make love

just by the mind, you visualize. You see?

-Finally there right now, I admit that I have a hard time.

It must be nice.

-We have to break the routine.

Must find the path of desire. How long have you been together?

-15 years old.

You realize, for her too!

15 years with the same man.

Put yourself in his shoes for a second.

One small second and you will understand everything.

Does the smoke bother you?

I find the laws of this country liberticides.

- But there is not a pill?

A kind of miracle pill?

-The pill is a palliative.

It's in the head that has to change.

I will give you books

who will help you to approach this phase,

oh so exciting, of your new life.

Max and Victoire scream.

- Attention, I arrive before you!

Max and Victoire laugh.

Go on! Wow!

Birds are singing.

-Frank?

What are you doing?

-Hmm?

- Couldn't it wait until tomorrow?

- No, there, I still have some for a little while, darling.

-Frank? -Yes?

-If you had any problems, would you tell me?

-Why do you ask me this?

-I can see that something is bothering you.

- No, what bothers me is...

I can't put my hand on a bolt that was right there.

-Oh good? -Yeah.

-Bah...

You ask Bob, he finds it for you right away.

-How are you!

I don't need Bobby to find a bolt.

-As you wish.

I had mom. She's OK to take the kids.

For both of us to leave. -Ah, well...

-It makes you happy?

-Of course it makes me happy.

Sure.

-Good.

See you soon. -Yeah.

See you soon.

So...

The door slams.

-Dad isn't having dinner with us?

- He works in the garage.

-Are you angry?

- No, but he wasn't hungry.

Bobby, sit down. Take Frank's place.

- Fine, madam.

-Call me Florence.

So what did you do today?

-We did the homework and with Max, we played chess.

-Oh good?

How is he doing?

-Max must understand

that the game needs to be developed across the board.

Playing with your right brain without forgetting the left.

-It was amazing. He taught me amazing openings.

- We can thank Bobby.

For once, we don't eat charred sausages.

- THANK YOU, BOBBY.

-You're welcome, kids.

-Thank you, Bobby.

It was perfect.

- I did my duty.

-Good...

When I come back, we go up.

You brush your teeth and go to bed.

- Leave, Florence.

I'll take care of it.

-Oh I love!

-Come on, Franky.

Ensure.

You are the boss.

Go on!

Here I am. - Oh, my Frank!

-You know what?

-Hmm?

-I would love to see you

hands tied, tied to a chair.

With your small breasts that point like a little Japanese girl.

You see?

- Well, uh... Cry of surprise

They moan.

- No, wait, wait.

I have to think to something awful.

Your mother, here. - Why are you talking about my mother?

-Hush!

Do you hear the noise?

- No, I don't hear anything.

Where you go? -Hush!

Desperate sigh

Friction on the floor

-But...

What the hell are you doing here?

- I scour.

Florence asked me to remove black stains from the shower,

this morning at 8:07 a.m.

-She asked you to do it the night?

-She didn't specify a time.

-I'll let you know the time.

You will scrub from 2:02 p.m. to 4:07 p.m.

-That's very specific, sir.

- Well, it's not complicated.

And stop smiling.

I feel like that you're kidding me.

-I can't do otherwise.

-Oh yes!

You are going to do me a favor.

You're going to clean my mustang.

I want it to be brand new.

Do you understand?

-Of course sir.

-Perfect. Alright, break up.

Shock

Oh yeah, huh.

He has a physical phew, him.

Chocolate bars, pecs.

I do not know what they have in mind

these builders, but...

You can turn off the light my love?

Doctor, I got it! It's Bobby.

-Who is Bobby?

-This is the Uman 3 that my wife bought recently.

-Ah! Do you feel threatened by him?

-No, it's just a robot who does the cleaning, the cooking...

-Relax, Mr. Pernet. Relax, everything is fine.

Good...

You make a projection.

It is probable that you reject on this machine

responsibility for trauma whose origin is buried.

-That's to say?

-That is to say... Discover it

may require many sessions.

childish frustrations, school failures,

bad career choices...

All these things... - No, I'm stopping you.

I never had any trauma. Nope!

That's not it, it's Bobby!

-Oh good. -It's Bobby!

-Well well well...

Suppose you give in to your drive instinct...

-Yes.

-...and get rid of of this Uman.

-Yes why not.

- And no, no!

By opting for an easy solution to a difficult problem,

you risk developing forms more extreme projection.

To which device are you going to attack next?

At the toaster? In the blender?

To a banana?

-To a banana?

-Uh... It's an example.

Mr Pernet,

the Uman are just there to make our lives easier, that's all.

(With English accent) - We pull the arm.

Well, further.

And now the tree!

-Eh?

-Good. -What's this?

-Join hands on chest.

Raise your right foot.

-Oh fuck!

-Thumbs glued to the sternum.

And we go down.

-Where do we get off?

- Good, lower. -Whore!

-And let go of your shoulders, Nicole.

Ooh...

Florence, do you want to fly away?

It's good, you're going to take off.

That's good, darling.

- You did well for a 1st time.

-Oh good? Me, I found it hard.

I feel like to have lost 3 kilos.

-Yes, well it's only from the fleet, dear.

-Chloe, darling, well done.

You have gained in "balance".

-Thanks.

I love this Uman.

It is larger than life.

I love her buttocks.

-And me, am I useless?

-But no!

But you're not the 1st prize of flexibility. You are stiff.

But you didn't give up and that's the main thing.

-How nice.

Considering the atmosphere at home, I'm not ready to relax.

- What's wrong with Franck?

- I don't know what he has at the moment.

He's angry all the time.

I feel like that he wants me more.

-Oh good?

Maybe he needs some chilli, fantasy in his life.

-I don't know, but me, anyway, I feel ugly.

-Oh...

You think that...

Do you think he has someone else? -But no!

- Well... my darling, this is what you are going to do.

-Tell me, Florence. -Yes?

-Why are you talking of our privacy to everyone?

-Chloe, it's not everyone.

She has experience. It happened to him.

-Is there more Chloe?

It's the pompom! The whole town will know.

I was telling you about Bobby.

-Ah, Bobby!

It's different, wait. I wanted a scientific opinion.

- Stop talking to him of our privacy.

-Frank, he's a robot.

If you need advice or information,

you ask him rather than going online.

I see you perceive it like a rival.

- Oh, that's the best.

A rival of what?

I don't compare myself to a banana.

-Why are you talking to me about a banana?

-I understand myself.

Where are you going like this?

-I'm going to work.

-It's an outfit to go to work?

- Important customers invite me to lunch.

-I imagine that the outfit is circumstantial.

You're right.

We see who we are dealing with. Anything but a lawyer.

-Good...

I leave you to your delusions of paranoid jealousy.

Good day my love.

- If you think I'm jealous...

You've got it all wrong there.

I don't know how you can live with all those mutts.

-Living with a dog, this is the pinnacle of fidelity.

The women leave the dogs stay.

Unless they walk away with the dog.

-Besides, I need to talk to you about something.

About Florence. I have problems.

-Listen, I already told you that at the time.

She's not made for you.

It's hard to be with a woman who is not in the business.

-It's not that. It's because of Bobby.

-Who's that person?

-This is the Uman 3 that Florence bought.

-You have not told me that you had a Uman 3.

It's the top of the top! It is class.

-Listen, Pat, I'm talking to you seriously here.

Since the Bobby there, he is at home,

I don't know what I have but i have problems with...

-Enough to?

-Well guess.

She signed up for yoga.

- So there, be careful, fat.

It's full of hot guys naked in the locker room.

- You're talking bullshit.

Yoga, it is still a philosophy.

It's high level. -Listen to me carefully!

If a woman

sign up for yoga or in salsa class,

it's just starting to smell bad in your couple.

- You really cheered me up.

-Go on.

I am with you, go.

-In addition, I told Romain that I was joining him to play PC.

-It will do you some good a weekend at grandma's.

-I don't want to go and you know it.

- Seen your bulletin, you are not in position to annoy the world.

You went to see on the hotel website?

-Bobby, stop with the vacuum cleaner.

We don't get along anymore, dude.

- Understood, sir.

- Yeah, that looks nice.

-How are you?

-Bobby? Make me a coffee.

-Well sir. - Thanks, dude.

- Oh, no, Frank.

- Don't talk to him like that. -Why not?

-It's mean.

- But he doesn't care. Hey you don't care?

- Completely, asshole.

-What did he say?

- No, it's a game between us.

I try to change my way to communicate

It was your mother who asked me that.

You'll be nice to grandma, eh?

-He is part of the family now.

-Yeah... -He's like a big brother.

-Oh no! It's not like a big brother at all.

It's not a living being.

A living being is made of flesh and blood.

It's someone who eats who pees and poops.

He is a machine. He can't die.

-What luck!

- Yes, but it can rust.

He can burst a hose and be crushed by a bulldozer.

- It's mean what you say, dad.

Mom! Mom!

- No, it's not mean. it's realistic, my dear.

Bobby, it's like all Uman 3...

He will soon be caught by technology.

Like iPhones, there will be a Uman 5, 6, 7.

- Dad says that one day, Bobby will finish on his own.

completely overwhelmed,

all rusty in a junkyard, crushed by a bulldozer.

- That's nonsense, my dear.

Frank!

Why are you telling bullshit to your daughter?

A laptop vibrates.

-Yes hello?

-Hi honey how are you?

I have something for you.

-I was sure of it. What's this?

-It's good, you have to be reactive.

On the other hand, you leave tomorrow at dawn for 3 days.

- No, no, there, it doesn't suit me at all.

I have something planned with Florence.

-Listen to me carefully. If you want to work,

you have to give yourself the means.

Show that you are ready to fight.

- How much does it pay?

-It is not yet negotiated, but it's gonna be great.

In addition, you're not overbooked right now.

You quickly give me an answer,

otherwise I put someone else on the spot.

I shake a tree and there are ten

falling. -OK.

-Grandma!

- Thanks, dude. -Hello!

-You're welcome sir.

-Ah, but I love it!

It's flawless here.

What a change in the house!

-Hello ma'am.

-Hello.

-Why are you talking to him? like he was stupid?

I present to you Bobby. The house is thanks to him.

My mom. - Honored to meet you.

-Call me Katherine.

Congratulations, this house is very well kept.

- Thank you very much, Katherine. But I'm just doing my job.

If you allow it,

I will carry the suitcases in your car.

-What elegance! You chose it well.

With this light brown color and her beautiful blue eyes...

I might have added a mustache to remind me of your father.

Anyway.

He's a guy like that that you should have found yourself.

- Mom, it's a Uman. -So what?

If he pays attention and take good care of you.

Happiness, it is a 20th century invention.

- Oh, mom...

-I prefer a Uman that satisfies my desires

to an incompetent whom I maintain.

- Hello, mother-in-law.

-Uh... Hello, Franck.

- Goodbye, Bobby. -Be wise.

-Good road. -Remember to do your homework.

-Hi my darling.

-Goodbye Mom.

- Well, well, goodbye, children. -Hi.

-Hi Dad.

-Goodbye.

Who's going to get the ball?

Come on, boom, Bobby!

Yes, hello, it's me. Does it still hold up for filming?

-I'll send you a taxi at 7 o'clock.

Direction Essaouira.

-Is it in Morocco too?

-Yes.

-OK, thanks.

-Your baballe, sir. -It's good.

Who is it who will search for the ball?

Zipper

-I packed your bag.

A laptop vibrates.

-Hello, a Volluto or herbal tea, dude?

- No, I don't have time.

Oh yes! Can you take a message?

-Sure.

-Tell Florence that I left 3 days

in Morocco to work.

You tell him... "I love you".

Do not try to understand.

You can't understand. "I like you".

From Frank.

-I like you.

- What are you doing here?

-It seems that we are in the same boat.

-Heading to Morocco?

-I swear, we're going to have a blast.

Then, I love the pigeon pastilla.

-Do you like asparagus, Florence?

-It would have made us so much good...

To get out of our routine. To find ourselves at 2 without children.

I don't understand how he could leave like that without telling me.

In Morocco!

Why Morocco?

-Morocco is a well-known country for the beauty of its landscapes,

his carpets and his women.

-Thank you, Bobby. It's going to lift my spirits.

-I like you.

-Sorry?

-This is a message left by Franck, this morning at 6:49 a.m.

-Bobby?

That's good?

-Château Prune 2007. Very good year.

I know you love Bordeaux wines.

-Yeah,

but it's sad to drink alone.

-It will be perfect to accompany the asparagus.

I'll make you a muslin.

-When I met Franck,

he was singing in a rock band with Pat.

That's a shame that it ever worked,

because they had talent.

He courted me all evening.

But as a gentleman.

So funny.

And completely crazy.

And free...

You don't know why I tell you all this.

I will ask you many questions on you, but which ones?

-I'm here to listen and find solutions.

-Oh...

If you could take Frank out of this shitty time.

He hasn't worked for months.

If he wrote his screenplay, he would be better.

Good...

Me, I'm not going to pass the evening crying.

I want to have fun.

-I adored you in La Cité Alpha.

You will rip!

-French fries and the two big halal cheeses,

-where are they? -Yallah!

- Hey, gentlemen, we are training!

We train. Here we are late.

Come on, yallah!

- What's the text? -Shut up.

I feel guilty for having let Florence down.

-She's with Bobby. So, it's all right.

-Bobby....

You may not know, but...

You know the Uman 3 full options, it has the love-love function.

-I say.

I didn't want to tell you about it.

Forget it, man. Forget all that.

That's not your wife's type.

-I also learned something else.

She's not "my" wife,

she is a woman like the others.

They all work in the same way.

-Anything! Stopped!

I'm sure there she mopes in her bed,

in front of a bullshit series.

-Bobby? Bobby?

LO-VE! Love.

-Cheer!

-Bobby?

-BOBBY!

-Stop, girls, I don't hear anything.

Chloe?

Oh no...

Oh no, that's not true.

Chloe? Open! -Hush!

-Bobby?

It's Florence, your mistress.

Immediately go and tidy up the dressing room.

(In Italian) -È già fatto.

The girls exclaim.

-So, go put away the bottles in the wine cellar.

The girls exclaim.

- Al tuo servizio, capo.

Ho intention di riordinare the cantina.

-Why does he speak Italian?

-It was more exciting.

Oh, he killed me. He is incredible.

-Nope! Nope! I don't want to know anything.

So, Bobby, come back to French.

- Good, mistress. -And get dressed, please.

- Good, mistress.

-I can't believe. You are jealous?

It's a machine.

- No, I'm not jealous.

But he has eyes and memory.

He could tell Franck everything. -Nope,

need to activate the function secret-secret.

Huh, baby?

-Bobby.

Should I activate the function secret-secret?

Or do I resume the love-love function?

Where do I store the wine cellar? -The cave.

-You should try, it would do you good.

-Sleep with him in my bed, it's disgusting.

Bobby?

You can't...

You don't have to...

...go with other women than me.

You understand? Because you are mine.

And to Francky and the children too, of course the family.

Fuck that cushion.

It suits you well, this costume.

Francky wore it the night we met.

- You really like dancing, Florence.

-Yes I love. I like.

Come. Come.

The.

You're never tired, in fact.

-Me no. But you, you start to get really drunk.

2.8 grams of alcohol.

-How do you know that?

-You're blowing my sensors.

- Well, not at all.

You see, there you are wrong but then... radically

because i will show you that I'm not drunk.

Attention!

Attention...

Looked.

No, you're right, Bobby.

I am dizzy.

Can you take me back to my room? It's not okay, actually.

-Dizzy?

-Yes, it's... Well, anyway...

Bobby...

-Oh oh.

Thank you, Bobby.

- I'm sorry for this weekend.

It was very important to me.

The job was well paid.

I haven't stopped thinking about you.

I brought you a blue djellaba. Your favourite colour.

I even had a tagine dish,

but it broke on the plane.

How are you?

I left like a thief...

-I don't want to know.

-Oh good?

-But thanks.

I had one of the best weekends of my life.

-Oh yeah? What did you do?

-Welcome

in this house, Francky.

-Why does he have my suit?

-Florence lent it to me to party.

-To party? Remove it immediately!

-Okay, Franky.

-Stop calling me Francky.

But what is this thing?

-It's standard equipment, dude.

-Bobby, Go put your jumpsuit back up there.

-Of course, mistress. -Mistress?

He called you mistress?

Florence?

Are you sure you bought it? for the housework?

You still haven't tried

function...

-What function?

- Don't tell me you don't know function...

love-love. -And you?

It was good this little weekend Moroccan with Pat?

- I went there to work.

-You ran away like a thief to go to work?

- Don't change the conversation.

How many times have you done it?

- A bunch of times.

He's crazy.

I assure you, I am exhausted.

-I break.

-Yes that's it.

Go away!

And good riddance, huh.

-It's Bobby's fault.

With his fake ass face.

I swear...

It seems incredible, but he flirts with Florence.

- Stop being delirious, listen...

-I swear!

He conquered her, this cheat.

By dint of being considerate, smiling, attentive, listening...

To take care of children...

She, she looks at him and smiled like a truffle.

-Look, you make movies. I assure you.

-Stopped.

She told me, okay?

-What could she tell you?

-She banged Bobby.

I swear.

I find it hard to even say it. I will have nightmares.

-Are you kidding me? - Oh, well no.

- You have to get rid of it.

-How? -I have poker friends.

Gypsies, if you know what I mean.

They would be happy to take care of it.

- Killers?

- In your case, I would rather say scrap dealers.

- No, no, let it go.

I have to solve my problems all alone.

I have to manage to win back my wife.

-Oh yes?

How you gonna do it?

- With emotion.

Emotion, nothing but emotion.

A Uman has no emotion.

- Stop it, it is as it is. It is an artist.

Sometimes he acts like a teenager.

- Retarded.

He's not an artist he's a retarded teenager.

-He writes a scenario, imagine.

-You speak!

A short film. Three years, three pages.

-I do not know where he is.

-We do not care.

Let him go, It will be a vacation for us.

- You never liked him. -It's wrong.

I don't allow you to say that.

- With the children, how was it?

-Tremendous.

They played video games the whole weekend.

-Did you go out for a bit?

-Not a minute. I have to go.

I'm going to be late to salsa.

Hey...

He can dance salsa, your Bobby?

-Affirmative.

-Okay, Bob, that's good, that's enough.

Mom, you're going to miss your class.

Eh? So.

- We can't have fun. -Yes Yes.

Thanks for the children. Kisses.

-XOXO.

-Kisses.

- Kisses, Bobby. Thanks.

-She gets on my nerves.

I don't know where I am anymore.

Since you arrived in this house,

I do not understand anymore, I don't understand Frank...

Can you pass me the tissues?

-Of course, Florence.

-Franck, it's a love.

It's just a big teddy bear badly licked. Thanks.

Thanks.

Thanks.

If you could stop to call him dumb.

-Of course, Florence.

- I assure you, it...

- Five times she calls.

-Look, do you want your wife back? So you don't answer her.

Alright, come on.

Good night.

-Zola, The Dream.

Kafka, The Metamorphosis.

Bukowski.

War and Peace, Tolstoy.

Cinderella.

-Tell me, Bobby.

I would like to know one thing.

She had fun with you?

-I think she is happy of my services.

-That's to say? -She asks me

to start things over when I do them well.

-What do you know in love, you?

love, it's something intuitive.

It's a special relationship between 2 people.

It's sweet words it's attention, it's...

What am I wasting my time with you?

Go away!

- Break it, break it.

-Bobby!

Come back.

Look in the engine there.

Do you remember, I have an oil leak.

- Affirmative, sir.

What are you doing?

Big badly licked teddy bear.

- Nothing, I want to do

a little modification on you.

-Any modification

automatically terminates the warranty contract.

-You know what?

I don't care about the warranty.

That's a good thing done.

-Tell me, Florence.

I buy you a drink to celebrate the N'Guyen-Ferran affair?

- That's nice, but I'm going home. Thanks.

- Me, I want, if you want.

He's laughing. -With pleasure.

-That's Fast and Furious.

-Well see you tomorrow. -Okay, hello!

-What are you doing here?

-I behaved like a fool. Forgive me.

-You sleep and you disembark the next day,

the mouth in flowers.

- By the way, there are 15. You can count.

- You're really dumb.

- No, I don't agree.

I'm not dumb, I am a huge jerk.

Not like that, but... -Don't overdo it.

Do you want to follow me?

Ready for an unforgettable night?

-And the children? - Which children? Do we have children?

Don't worry, I took care of everything.

Oh no!

They did it all electric!

It's Pat.

-Hi guy. We're hiding in front of your house.

Yes, it's a little surprise.

I'm with my poker buddy.

The junkyard I told you about.

I wanted to tell you that we are going to take action.

-It's Pat again. -Leave it, I'm not taking it.

-Oh good?

-I've never seen you so beautiful.

-Before, you didn't look at me.

-Before no longer exists.

- Everything screwed up. Where the hell are you?

One of your kids must have operated the krav-maga function.

I took it all in the mouth.

He threw plates at us in Frisbee.

I put him a baseball bat.

Right in the face and he didn't move.

The bat bounced, he picked it up and broke it.

Can you imagine? We couldn't do anything!

It's chaos! Call me back! Shit!

-Is it our place?

Hello. What is happening?

-2 men attempted to rob you.

-Tell me, Bobby!

-There was a little chubby alcoholic and a tall skinny guy with long hair.

Very weird.

- Okay, we're done.

Have a good day. Dear.

-Goodbye. - Gentlemen, lady.

-How are you? Nothing broken?

-If, 24 plates, but I cleaned.

I will take your luggage.

-What are you doing?

-We were hot!

-Bah... -Thank you, Bobby.

-With great pleasure.

-Come!

-Everything screwed up! Where the hell are you?

One of your kids must have activated the krav-maga function.

-Shit!

-Bobby?

Bah... You're on whiskey in the morning, aren't you?

What is that?

-I got hit with a bat in the head

by the weirder of the two.

-What? Why didn't you say anything?

Frank, did you hear?

Need to have it checked out!

-Because of my modification,

it will be difficult

to enforce the warranty.

-What change?

-Three times nothing.

-What?

-A trinket...

-I don't call that a hack.

-What are you talking about?

-You're welcome, Florence. -Bobby!

What change?

-Franck cut a part of my standard equipment.

-It's not true?

Didn't you do that?

Is that your problem?

Poor guy! Did you imagine that...

I have never operated the love-love function.

Bobby, tell him!

- Yes, Florence. remember

the other night, at the party with your friends.

The love-love function has been activated.

-The truth comes out of the mouth robots.

-Listen to me, Frank.

If you question my word, It's over.

- It's okay, I...

I'll take it to the depot, we'll fix it.

-As you wish, dude.

-Balance.

Don't worry, it's gonna be okay, buddy.

I take matters into my own hands. I'll take you to the depot.

-My GPS indicates the opposite direction, my friend.

- Don't worry, I know where I'm going.

Closed!

Come down!

Advance.

-We haven't arrived at the depot.

-Yes indeed.

Before bringing you back we're going for a walk.

-You like bucolic walks.

-Here, look. An ideal little fishing spot.

There is background.

And it is bucolic at will.

-I recognize you.

-Bobby?

Do you see the ball?

Go get the ball.

-Visibly,

all options are not waterproof.

-With the hole I made in it between the legs...

He is no longer.

- Come on, come on.

-I didn't think, I would feel a form of guilt.

It's curious.

I discover, that I had some kind of attachment.

- No, are you kidding?

-No way.

-You see...

It's really dangerous these artificial intelligences.

All that shit of modernity.

We have finished by becoming attached to these robots.

You did well to part with it.

Because if have yourself a kind of feeling

or effusion, can you imagine your wife?

-I think of her.

And to children. It's going to be the drama at home.

Whore... -No do not worry.

You, you will take the place that you should never have left.

Man's place at home. So!

- Yeah, you're right!

I did well. -So.

-Where were you? It's 2 a.m.!

- We had one of those galleys. -A galley?

Can't you call? The children were in panic.

Where is he, Bobby?

-That's the problem. Bobby, he ran away.

-What? Didn't you take it to the depot?

- Well, actually... He has gone completely mad.

He ran off. -I swear to you.

Maybe it's my fault.

After what I did, he had a bug and he ran away.

-That's why you are in this state?

-Yeah.

I called Pat to help me find him.

- We shot everywhere.

- We searched!

Someone told us

that he might have gone in the forest.

- Did you report him missing?

-Florence, of course. That's what I did first.

Finally, let's see.

You imagine, if he has or if he creates an accident?

- Or drown. -Shut up.

-I was anxious

I asked Chloe to come by.

-You did well.

-Good evening. -Good evening.

-Good evening. -Pat.

-Nice to meet you. -Delighted.

-Chloe,

she's a work friend of Florence. -Ah!

I am a childhood friend of Franck.

-OK. - Yes, for a long time.

Curious that we haven't introduced you. -Yes, it's true.

- Well, in fact, me,

I am a kind of hidden treasure.

That's why a lot of people don't support me.

I live like an old boy. -What does it mean?

-It means that

I don't give a fuck about anything.

I live as I want.

I drink a lot, I say what I think.

- You can't stay like this. I'll give you a jog.

- I have to go get dressed.

Convenience is a key

in this house. -Its good. Come.

-He's funny.

Why didn't you introduce him to me?

-I thought you were more connected Uman.

-Yes...

-Here, put this on.

-Yeah.

-I never introduce you because you make me ashamed.

- In any case, she is very pretty.

-I'll stop you right now. You have no chance.

It's the kind to love than footballers.

-Oh good? Oh I love!

I believe that I'm going to exercise.

-It's a beautiful little beach from Costa Rica.

Nothing but white sand.

And you got one thing to do go for a swim.

Make love...

You can do sports too if you want!

- No, I'm fine.

Love...

Do some paddleboarding.

-Yes... -Swim... That's enough for me.

-Well, there you go!

-WE AGREE.

-Well, I...

I leave you. Shut the door on your way out.

-OK good night. -Good night.

Listen, darling...

I will buy you some another, if you want.

- No, I want more.

I miss Bobby. I don't want any more.

- I have to tell you...

Since Bobby's been with us, I...

I no longer live.

Everything is impeccable, nickel ... That is...

But I feel that I am losing you.

Getting away from my kids...

-What are you talking about? -The truth.

I'm no longer useful.

Then, I don't know how to get you back.

-Frank...

-Florence...

I dumped Bobby in a lake.

-What?

- I was throwing Bobby in a lake.

But I did it for you.

For us.

For our family.

Florence?

Do you want to marry me?

Do you want to marry your badly licked big bear?

Don't move, darling. I take the children to school.

Hey, champ!

Oh!

Champion, come on! We get dressed and we go.

Come on, my love. We open her big beautiful eyes.

-Stop! Stop!

- To give is to receive! -Stop!

- So, a tight double.

- I brought your ball, sir.

A double volluto, sir?

-How are you?

- Your phone is ringing, sir.

-Yeah...

Hello?

-Hello my dear. How are you?

-Okay okay.

-Listen, I'm not going by four ways.

I read what you wrote, It's awesome.

It's a fairy tale mix

with this Uman exploited by this woman.

And this amazing love with a Russian princess.

And then the end, I love it.

When they get married, I love it.

-What are you talking about?

-From Cendriman.

-Cendriman?

-The scenario that you sent to me, darling.

What do you want me to talk about? It's a film!

It's going to be a hit.

-Wait, yeah, okay. I'll call you back.

-He's there!

-Bob!

So happy to see you again!

-We missed you so much.

- Thank you, children.

-Bobby?

-Hello, Florence.

-Hello.

What is he doing there?

-Bobby is back. -Yeah.

What are we doing?

- We keep it.

-I love you.

I love you.