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Don't spend all your holiday by the trailer.

Oh, screw you!

Come now, dear...

Come now, dear!

Where are my fags?

ln the bin.

l warned you.

Remember what happened to Grandpa?

Jesus Christ!

And anyway, it's ugly for girls to smoke.

Fuck!

lt does you good to see a pretty girl like her.

- OK, Granddad? - Hello, my girl.

Why don't you try asking?

- l'm asking. Happy now? - Can't l say anything?

Who's that girl?

- How should l know? - Yeah, right.

Look, Camille, l don't know her. l'm tired. Not now.

When, then? When you screw her out back?

- Go and ask her if you want to know. - Yeah, yeah.

Hello, l'm the new sailing instructor.

Reception said l could find Eddie here.

He's fixing the showers. Hi, l'm Fred.

Hi, Fred.

- Where are the showers? - l'll show you.

Eddie!

Yeah, l'm here.

- Someone to see you. - Coming.

- Where are you from? - Not far away.

Bad luck.

Blaise! l didn't expect you so early.

- Hi, Camille. - Hi.

- Had a good trip? - Yeah.

l won't shake hands. Someone's got it in for me.

He craps in the showers every morning.

- lf l catch him... - Where can l put my stuff?

l'll show you in a minute.

l'm going for a swim. Nothing else to do here.

- Thanks, Camille. - No problem.

Blaise, over there.

Put that there.

- How's Florence and the kid? - Fine, thanks.

Well, l'm glad l can help you out.

Know him?

- Who? - The new guy.

What's his name?

Blaise.

What a corny name.

He looks weird.

l like him.

He's old. lt'd feel like going out with my dad.

Your dad's a fat pig.

Oh, yeah?

But Fred's only three years older than you.

Yeah, but he's a kid.

Fred's a kid?

Yeah, he is in some ways.

And in other ways?

You stupid bitch!

- Was it Fred who talked to you? - No, he didn't say a word about you.

l know he likes you. lf l wasn't here...

- What gives you that idea? - l've got eyes.

You're totally impossible, you are.

Hey, Antoine, you OK?

There you are! l'm getting hungry.

Meet Blaise.

- Eddie mentioned you. - l can't stop him. Evening.

- Honey, help me lay the table. - No.

Get off your arse and come here.

You heard your mum. Move your arse, Camomile.

Don't call me that.

- l'll be off. - You must be joking.

Stay with us. What'll you do on your own?

l dunno.

Say yes. He won't let up.

That's that sorted. Come on.

What are you drinking?

A glass of water, please.

- Water! - l don't drink.

- Come on... - No use insisting.

OK...

Leave my diary alone.

What do you do, other than sailing?

l'm a market worker.

l allocate the stalls to market traders,

check their permits and make sure things go smoothly.

- Doesn't sound too tiring. - lt's harder than you think.

Must be a lot of scams in your job.

No, l don't think so.

- You never take a bribe? - Never.

A guy l know works in the markets. He says the same as Fred.

Leave him alone. He's tired. Would you like some coffee?

l'd rather not, thanks.

Honey?

Fuck you! l laid the table.

Don't talk to your mother like that. l'm sick of your bad language.

Fuck this!

What did you say?

- Nothing. - l heard you.

Don't ask me, then.

You've really changed. l don't recognise my girl.

Sorry, Blaise.

Things are a bit difficult at the moment.

Well, l'll be going. l'm expected at the bar.

Good night.

- What are you doing? - Do l ask you what you do?

Do you have to show off all the time?

That's good, coming from you.

What a jerk!

Here, look.

ls that your service gun?

No, not really.

lt's a genuine Luger. Not a replica.

lt's loaded.

Careful.

Keep this to yourself.

You must think l'm crazy.

Camille...

l don't know how to take her.

And l'm not sure Fred's right for her.

She used to stick to me like glue.

- Hi, Camille. - Hi.

- You OK? - Yeah.

We haven't had time to talk much this year.

What do you mean?

l mean... you've become a really beautiful woman.

People'd kill their father and mother to be in Fred's shoes.

Who would you kill?

Anything that moves.

Would you kill yourself?

Arsehole! l'd sooner die than be pawed by you.

- You bored already? - l'm tired and cold. l'm going.

Well, l'm fucking staying.

Pull the tiller towards you.

OK, kids, l'll meet you back at base.

Never mind me. Careful in case the wind changes.

Get in!

Careful.

Sit down. Here...

- Sorry about last night. - Why?

My dad and his gun.

l hate it when he tries to impress people like that.

Why did l let you on board?

l saw Fred earlier. He seemed mad at me.

He hates the way you look at me.

- Why's that? - He thinks you like me.

l like to make him jealous. He freaks out. He's cute, then.

- Do you think l like you? - l dunno.

- You're not my type. - Who is?

Real women.

- Wanna steer? - Yeah.

Hang on...

l've never done this before.

Take it easy. Take hold of the handle.

No, no, no!

Accelerate slowly. Careful...

Ready? Easy now... l'll put her in first gear.

Go on.

Go on now.

Yes!

Take it easy. Choose a course.

Stay on course.

Head for that buoy over there.

Careful, straighten up.

- You OK? - Yeah.

- You're on your own. - l'm good at this!

- See? - Speed up a bit.

So cool!

No, turn! That way!

Great. Now we're going to turn.

Easy does it. Straighten up. Not too much.

You going already? See you later?

Florence called. She's worried.

She hasn't heard from you.

- What does she want? - Nothing...

- l don't know. You should call her. - l will do.

Don't be so uptight.

We're on holiday here. Come on! Cheer up!

We used to be able to swim here.

Now we can't. Some guy drowned here.

- So they say. - A guy drowned?

Yeah. There were cops everywhere.

And frogmen, but they never found the body.

A lot of people think it was a set-up,

that he was gay and wanted to go off with some guy.

What was his name?

Mr...

Vianioli...something like that.

He always wore a red sun hat.

You coming in for a swim?

- Why? lt's not allowed. - Cos l want to.

You coming?

No.

The others are right, you're no fun.

- Who says that? - Everyone.

- Who? - Everyone, arsehole!

Yes, l know.

Tell them to wait a bit.

l don't have the money. So l can't pay.

They'll have to wait till l get paid.

No, l'm not lying, Florence.

l've never lied to you.

Stop it. Don't cry.

Not in front of the kid.

Listen...

l'll ask your brother for an advance.

ls that OK?

l gotta go.

Give the kid a big kiss for me.

l'll be in touch. Bye.

The town hall pays you, not me.

l can't help you.

l'll give you the number of the town hall.

- You got trouble? - A bit.

With Flo?

- Thanks. - Wait a minute.

This is rather delicate, but l'd rather you knew.

There are rumours going around...

about you and... Camille.

Your private life isn't my concern,

but l don't want any trouble on the campsite.

What are you talking about?

Look, news travels fast here.

People on holiday have nothing to do but make up stupid gossip.

l want you to stop hanging around her.

That's not much to ask.

l'm Camille, l'm special.

l'm worth more than this.

- l'm worth... - There you are! l looked everywhere.

Did you tell that guy to come?

Yes. Do you mind?

You doing yourself up?

Keep away from him, please.

Wait, l heard somebody. Stop it!

Stop it! Damn it!

There's nobody here.

Anybody there?

You're a pain.

What's wrong with you?

- l just saw Blaise ogling our girl in her tent. - What?

What are you talking about?

He heard me and ran off.

l thought he was weird from day one.

Stop thinking the worst of people.

Try and go back to sleep.

l'm going to talk to Eddie.

Did you go talking about Blaise?

l didn't make it up. He's a sicko.

Why must you people control my life?

- Calm down. - l didn't ask you!

You think you're different?

You think you're too good for us, that we're all stupid?

Jerk! Asshole!

- Jesus! - Camille!

- Sorry. - lt's not your fault.

Leave me alone.

Won't you tell me what's going on?

You won't talk to me any more.

Leave me alone.

Leave me alone, Antoine.

Go away.

Blaise!

Wait for me!

Evening.

Goddamn nerve!

Give me a beer, please.

Can l talk to you?

- There! - l'll talk to him.

You stay here. Go drink your beer somewhere else!

Get lost!

Don't make me angry.

Move!

You're asking for it! Move!

lt's OK, Fred.

Don't make it any worse.

Go and drink your beer in your tent.

Hey, what are you doing?

Let go of me! Just let go of me!

Let go!

Stop it! Just stop it! Put me down!

Untie me!

l've done nothing!

Stop it!

l've done nothing!

Untie me!

l've done nothing!

Stop it, Eddie!

Camille...

Sorry about earlier on.

lt's not your fault.

What are you doing?

lt's what they're all waiting for.

Camille!

Hey, mister!

Take the schooner and go camping with the kids.

lt'll all blow over in a couple of days.

lt's not my fault.

l can't help you.

l told you to keep away from her, but you wouldn't listen.

Blaise!

What the hell's he doing?

One, two, three...

l'll lose my grip!

We feel free now. Makes a change. A change from the folks.

ls anyone there?

So, this is where the party is!

- What are you doing here? - Me?

That's a good question. What am l doing?

What are we doing here, guys?

We don't know. Why don't you tell us?

Look, you're not my father.

Go back to your shitty campsite and leave me alone.

Camille?

Tell him to go. l'm sick of this.

Evening. How are you doing?

You ran off fast. We nearly didn't catch you.

l'm disturbing you?

- Not yet. - Yes, you are.

- Good. - What do you want?

Nothing. l'm allowed to be here.

OK, l'll go home with you.

- Who asked you? Shut up! - Who do you think you are?

Your guy. At least, l was.

What's he got that l haven't?

What do you see in him?

Seeing the two of you... makes me feel sick. lt's warped.

- Get fucked. Go away! - l'll show you...

Didn't you hear the lady? She doesn't want to see you.

How about now?

Don't do that, son.

What are you gonna do with that?

Screw your life up for a guy like me?

Are you scared now?

What the fuck do l care about dying?

Stop it, Fred. Stop it. Come on.

Forget it.

God, that was close.

Don't worry, it's OK.

You are a pretty weird guy.

People often tell me that, l don't know why.

Must be my face...

You come out with some crazy shit sometimes.

ls us two weird?

Us two? What does that mean?

Screw 'em!

Yeah, screw 'em!

l'm sick of talking about them.

You're a funny girl.

A funny girl, but nice.

l said 1 1 . lt's 2:30.

There was no wind.

We'll talk later.

Come with me. Florence just arrived.

Flo, are you OK?

Hey, fella!

- Want me to mind the kid? - No, it's OK.

What are you doing here?

l'm listening.

What do you mean?

l don't understand. Please explain.

Do l have to spell it out?

l think you better had.

Honestly...

Camille ring a bell?

Camille... What about her?

Oh, your fascist brother...

- Don't insult my family. - Sorry.

lt's thanks to him you've got a job.

True. What would we do without him?

- You sleep with her? - Stop it.

- Don't touch me! - Nothing happened.

- l don't understand why you came. - Why l came?

lt wasn't my brother who called me earlier.

lt was some young guy.

He was mad at you. He told me about you and this... Camille.

You got his number?

- l don't know it. - l called back, but got no reply.

So, you'd rather believe some jerk than me?

l can't take any more! Understand?

All alone with the kid! l'm exhausted!

Can't you see you're scaring him?

Hugo...

lt's all right.

See? lt's OK.

You can't even get a normal job,

and l'm supposed to just keep my mouth shut?

- So, that's her? - What?

- Hey, you crazy fuckin' bitch! - Stop it!

Stay away from my family!

You dumb bitch!

Calm down!

Come here.

l'll take care of her.

She'll calm down now.

l'll take her home.

- Be careful. - Don't worry about us.

l do worry. Call me when you get there, OK?

Yeah, sure, l'll call you.

lt pisses me off to see my sister waste her life with a guy like you.

Your wife hasn't wasted hers?

Hello.

That what you want? ls that what you want?

- ls that what you want? - Stop it, damn it!

Calm down!

You've got one hour to leave the campsite.

Fred won't press charges. l'll speak to him.

l can't help you, pal.

lt's my customers or you.

Don't forget me.

Don't forget me...

How'd you feel if l killed myself?

l can't hear you.

How'd you feel if l killed myself?

Speak up.

How'd you feel if l killed myself?

Oh, that looks good.

- Want to try some? - No.

- My bag's heavy. - What's wrong with you?

Come on, it's not heavy.

Want some vegetables?

l'll go and look at the swimsuits.

OK, l'll wait here.

l can't talk now. l'm with her.

- Get my messages? - Yeah.

- You didn't answer. - l couldn't.

- Maybe it's better that way. - Better for who? For you?

Coward! Say you don't love me and l'll go.

Don't you see my hands are tied?

Come to the beach tonight.

l didn't think you'd come.

- What did you tell her? - Nothing.

l'm sorry about earlier on.

You're right, l am a shit.

You jerk, l didn't say that.

Do that lot still talk about me?

lt's OK. They've calmed down.

l left Fred.

Well, l'm getting out of here.

Where to?

l don't care. Far away.

We could go together.

When?

Now. Right now. ln a little while.

l'm here.

l'm coming!

Shoes off!

- What are you doing? - Nothing!

- Would you mind staying at table? - Coming!

Bye, Granddad.

- And put your things away! - Yeah, yeah!

We got 'em, didn't we?

We sure did, pet.

- What? - Pet!

Pet! That's cute!

Got 'em! Got 'em!

Action!

So, you're the...

the driver of this big expedition?

My name's Jo and l'm carrying a load of nitro.

lt's highly explosive stuff.

lt could blow up at the slightest knock.

So, keep still and be quiet.

You have a navigator?

- That's right. - You trust him?

He's kinda young for the job, but...

l trust the lad. He's a good boy.

l trust an old guy, more like!

- Right. - Ready...

Go on! Ready?

l keep getting her voicemail.

Oh, give the girl a break!

That's good, coming from you.

l've a right to know where she is.

Race you to the sea!

Nearly there!

The sea!

Wait for me!

l won!

- Do you regret it? - Regret what?

- Going away with me? - Come on!

ln we go!

You idiot! l don't regret a thing.

Neither do l.

We'll show 'em.

We'll show 'em...

Yeah.

Laure?

- Have you seen Camille? - No.

- Do you know where she is? - No idea.

- She's not with Fred? - l doubt it.

- Thanks. - Bye.

We're not made for this world.

No.

We're far away.

We don't know where we're going.

No one's forcing me.

Anyway, we can never be together.

His wife'd stop us. He wants to go. l won't let him go alone.

We decided to kill ourselves.

- Eddie? - Yes...

- Hi, Eddie. - What is it?

What's wrong?

Camille hasn't been home in two days.

We're worried.

ls there any reason to worry?

lt's not the first time she's run away.

Can we call the police?

Let go! l'm sick of this!

Get lost, jerk!

Antoine!

Edwige!

Are you there?

We just received it.

l recognise Camille's writing.

- What's this mean? - l don't know either, dear. Let's watch it.

So, you're the driver of this big expedition.

l knew it.

l knew she'd go off with him.

Shall l fast-forward it?

We're far away.

We don't know where we're going.

No one's forcing me.

We can never be together.

Do you love me?

Of course l love you.

You're my pet.

l love you, too.

My love...

What have l done?

I'm CamiIIe, I'm speciaI.

A funny girI, but nice.

I'm worth more than this.

It's what they're aII waiting for.

Why must you peopIe controI my Iife?

Subtitles by J Miller

Subtitles edited by Yasmeen Khan