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Harrison?

- Everything fine? - Yes. You too?

Hey, guys. Shall we pick teams?

If you get out of your goal, you can stop it.

- Shut up. - It's better to go forward.

- But you're scared. - Beat it!

Get out of your goal. Move forward, Jimmy.

You're a jerk...

No, they don't care shit.

The economy, unemployment, they don't care.

They don't give a shit about you, me, all of us.

They're only interested in power.

Stop whining.

Whining? They're getting off on it.

Power gives them a big fat cock.

Everyone in line to blow you. You have the biggest cock in the world.

Perhaps not the biggest, those are the Yanks.

- Or the Chinese. - Chinese?

I don't know. Even in France power gives you a huge cock.

Then you can screw whoever you want, whenever you want.

Especially suckers like us who work for peanuts.

You talk, but you're not doing anything. I am the only one here who works.

Duke isn't crazy. Work for some dick?

You can do that.

Do you know what time it is?

- Go work? Hilarious. - Hello, sweeties.

I'm not going to drop my pants...

turn my ass to them and say: Go ahead: Deep and hard.

- We have to eat. Get out. - Stop that.

- Get lost. - Screw you.

- Screw yourself. - Shit.

Wash your hands.

Set the table.

- I'm hungry. - Five more minutes. Here...

Do you like it, delivering parcels with your toy car?

You don't even exist for them. You're even less than a dog turd.

And you better wipe your ass with that ballot every five years.

I'm happy to finally see you.

It is important to talk to each other.

For you, for us. For the children.

Your kid is far from stupid.

The problem is his concentration. Sometimes, often even...

he's far away, he seems far away.

And he has few connections. He doesn't really have friends.

- How is he at home? - Good, fine.

- No complaints. - Does he learn?

Yes, of course. Perfect.

After repeating two grades, he'll go to middle school anyway.

That might be better.

Have you already chosen a language?

A language?

A foreign language he is going to learn.

Here they only learn the basics.

- What can he choose from? - English and German.

- Does Dad have an idea? - I'm not his dad.

- Then you are little Kevin's father? - Not either.

There is no father. I have custody on my own.

English gets you everywhere.

German was only useful in the war.

- English? - It's up to you.

Yes? Yes, English.

Eat it.

- Here, Grandma. - Thank you.

- Can't we come back? - Isn't it nice with your mom?

Yes, but it is different.

- She doesn't live alone. - Don't you get along with him?

He's around a lot.

We can come and live here again.

Now that she got out, it's better.

Caring for you is good for her.

And her friend, that's between adults. Don't get involved.

Hurry up, otherwise you'll miss the bus.

See you next Sunday, okay?

Don't be afraid.

Go ahead.

That's it.

- Good? - Why are you hiding there?

- I'm not hiding. - Help your brother with his homework.

Hurry up.

Shit.

Those are better.

They are very expensive. But you don't care.

I see that. What have you got there?

- You want some? - Funny guy. Did you pay them?

We will, we're no thieves.

43.20, please.

Bye.

- He's still looking. - The booger.

Yes, a booger.

- What's a booger? - What's in your nose.

That's what he looks like. Stupid snoot.

What did you pinch?

What's that? Liquid soap...

hypo-allergenic...

for the intimate hygiene of women.

- Why did you pick that? - Only then he wasn't looking.

- You were hungry, honey. - It's a storage place.

With supplies from the energy company and the railways.

There are huge rolls. Copper...

And what is it called? Nickel. The works.

- You want some? - No thanks.

- Is there permanent surveillance? - No, it's almost deserted.

It is from everyone and no one. If it's not us then others will do it:

Romanians, Serbs, Balcony guys.

- Balkan, fool. - Fine.

You, eat, don't eavesdrop.

- I don't care about that nonsense. - Done eating? Then go to your room.

- You're not my father. - Luckily not.

- You look like a mental case. - Asshole.

- What did you say? - I'm not afraid, asshole.

- You're afraid now? - Let him go.

Should I take your head off?

Stay away from him.

Kevin.

Wake up.

Come on.

Hurry, or we'll be late for school.

Hey, what are you snooping around here?

- I'm not doing anything. - And that racket?

- It was in the trash can. - Are you sure?

- It's broken. - This is a private area.

I don't want to see you anymore. Get out.

There are three guys and two girls outside. Friends, they say.

- Let them in. - I don't know them.

- Are you really that stupid? - Go yourself.

Shit.

- Why do people visit here so often? - How so?

Don't you like it?

I like it better with just us.

You're a worrier, Jimmy.

I like some action around here.

You only live once. You have to enjoy it.

Pris, open your eyes. Look at me.

Are you feeling better? Are you alright?

- What's up with mom? - Nothing. Get out. Everything's fine.

Come on, Pris. Take a deep breath. Well done.

Nothing wrong, honey.

Go to your room.

Look at me. Just breathe.

You were overheated, honey.

What is a... synonym?

- A what? - A synonym.

Forget it.

And ahead. In step.

Very well.

And smile.

And walk past each other. Very well.

You're the oldest. So set an example.

When you first get on stage: A short pause and greet the parents.

A nice deep bow.

Then you go in the back. And stay in step.

Justin, music, please.

Arms.

Everybody.

Very well. Carry on.

All together.

Very good, kids. You're doing a great job.

And keep smiling. Your parents have come especially for you.

I'll get some milk for you. And ham.

- I bet you like ham. - Jimmy?

- What are you doing there? - Nothing.

I don't want cats here, you hear?

I don't like cats.

Why can't I come?

- Why can't I come? - Because you weren't invited.

Can't you ask?

- Beat it. - No, I walk with you to the door.

You can ask. I've never been to something like this.

Get lost.

- I'll tell mom. - Yeah, go tattle.

Hi, Jimmy.

So you're Jimmy? Come in. Lison often talks about you.

- For you. - Thank you, how nice.

Don't you open it?

- Beautiful. Look, Mom. - Superb.

Go and play in the garden.

Quick.

What are you kids doin' up there?

This is my property. I'll teach you.

- Weren't you thirsty? - Does water go through the dead?

Water is just water. What do you care?

- Water going through the dead, that's gross. - You're such a whiner.

- Isn't there a strange taste? - Try for yourself.

I'm not thirsty anymore.

Wait for me, Jimmy.

Thank you.

What's wrong with you?

Nothing.

Come here.

It's almost vacation. Are you happy?

And come forward.

Nice shot. Make use of the whole court.

Ten minutes more. You look exhausted.

I won't eat you.

Do you want to try? We have summer classes for kids of your age.

Sixty euros, including insurance, a loaned racket.

Ask your parents if you're interested.

You are welcome. I'm here every day.

Will you think about it?

Maybe see you soon.

Let's continue. What odd ball is that?

I believe it is 3 times 3, minus 2... Minus 1, minus 2...

- I don't understand. - It's simple.

The first night it's 3 minus 2...

that's 1.

Plus 3 the second night, minus 1. Plus 3 minus 2, that's 4...

Shit, how long does it take him?

What nonsense. It won't do you any good later on.

Earlier, when I had that stupid math...

Leaking taps, trains arriving at x o'clock...

while railway staff is always on strike.

What is it?

- How do you know mom? - Why do you want to know?

Because she never told me.

I know her from the bar.

I have to go see a mate. Do your homework.

- Are we almost there? - I don't know.

- I'm tired. - We have to find the hotel.

- Where is it? - This is the number.

- Where is it? - Maybe here.

Room three, he said.

- What do you want? - I want to speak to Mouloud.

Mouloud, two brats for you.

You go inside.

- What is it? This is not a creche. - Duke is sending us.

That jerk.

- Can't he count? Twenty euros short. - No idea.

- Put this in your undies. - Me?

Yes you.

I've never seen you, okay? Scoot.

Tell him about those twenty euros. I'm not the Salvation Army.

- Here, young man. Eight euros. - Thank you.

- Two euros change. - Bye.

- Did you see her tattoos? Cool. - No, rubbish.

I also want a lot later.

- What kind? - Mickey Mouse.

'I love mom. I love Grandma." Cars.

- Ferrari's. - Also add a donkey.

You're a donkey yourself.

- That thing tickles. Can I take it out? - No.

What is it?

A bomb. If you go on like that, it'll go off.

And if you scratch, your cock will soon fly off.

- You're lying. - You just try.

You'll see for yourself. That shuts you up, uh?

So try it.

Take Jérôme Cahuzac, the socialist former minister...

and the biggest liar in recent history. A retrospective.

There were huge amounts, 600,000 and 15 million euros...

on accounts in Switzerland and Singapore. Is that true?

- The 600,000 yes, the rest isn't. - What is the source?

I don't know where the rumors are coming from. But justice gets all the information...

regarding my so-called 'illegal activities'.

The investigating judge knows what's in my foreign account.

I have...

- Forty euros? - Sorry, instructions.

Thirty then? I want to speak to your superior.

- It's no use. - Call a supervisor.

But calm down.

- Good morning. - What I said: She's in the red.

Like my colleague said: You can't withdraw anything.

You're already 413.45 euro in the red.

And what about my social security?

Only in two weeks. I can't give you any money. I'm really sorry.

- How should I feed these two? - Come.

You don't care shit if we're starving.

- What can I say? - Don't say anything.

What are you looking at?

You can drop dead, with your money.

- Bunch of assholes. - Assholes.

Bastards.

Just drop dead.

Drop dead.

- We are hunks. - Evil bastards.

Motherfuckers.

Flash once for a strange sound, twice for a car. Okay?

Don't do anything stupid. Don't fall asleep, pay attention.

One, two, three...

Damn.

Shit. Get out.

Hurry up.

- You with your stupid ideas. - Shut up.

- You didn't say anything about dogs, jerk. - Stop whimpering.

So when? Yes, Aloïs?

- At 100 degrees. - Very well.

The water is boiling. A part changes state.

The water is changing in? Yes, Lola?

- In steam. - Indeed.

But that whole phenomenon is reversible.

If you carry the steam through a very cold tube...

the steam will become a liquid again.

Do you understand that?

We're going to write it down.

Can you repeat what I just told?

- What is wrong with you? - Nothing.

Pay attention and write along.

Are you ready?

I'll vote for her next time, anyway.

- Someone who wants to throw out the Arabs? - Yes, do you think that's crazy?

There are far too many. And now with those head rags and beards...

This isn't Kabul!

Bugger off. The Middle Ages are over.

Why am I in the shit? And Pris? France is not Candy-land.

- I am also a bit Arabic. - Don't take it personally, Mouss.

But fewer would be better.

She wants to send them back. Let's see if that works.

This is my country. I was born here.

How often aren't you complaining about France?

- Don't you? - I was born here. It is my country.

Was I born on Mars? It's my country too.

What do you think, Lila?

- Don't you care? - I no longer believe politicians.

- They don't pay my bills. - And the fact that you're being exploited?

- That others fill their pockets? - Whom? Who do you see bagging?

Where? Point them out.

All those bastards. Those fucking socialists...

and those conservative assholes. A corrupt mess.

Where are those sausages?

- Why is she moaning like that? Does it hurt? - No, retard.

Look at her face. She really hurts.

- I'm going, guys. - Why are you leaving already?

It is the last bus.

- Do you manage here? - When will we visiting you?

Next week. Ask your mother.

Bye, Kevin.

Behave yourself, okay?

I'm fed up with those kids.

Can't they go to your mother for a few days?

She would love it. Right?

So we have some time together.

Every Sunday the same stupid barbecue.

The same stupid conversations.

What do you think, Pris?

- Can't you answer, bitch? - Can't you help, dork?

As if I'm not doing enough...

Damn, I don't understand what I see in you.

- How dare you ask me that? - So you contribute some money as well.

I'm not going to play the whore. Asshole.

- What did you say? - Stupid asshole then.

- You're going to obey, slut. - I don't think so.

Shut up. Keep your slut mouth shut.

I'll smash your face in.

I'll totally beat you up, stupid bitch.

What's that? Acting the big boy?

Do you want to defend your mother? Then hit me. Go.

Come here, damn it. Damn brat.

Who do you think you are, brat?

Do you see this? Do you want it in your face?

Do you want to feel it?

Bunch of morons.

Good morning.

Everything alright? And you?

Come on, don't sulk.

Later you'll yell at your wife too.

That's life.

Do I get coffee?

Here.

Here's some more. Tomorrow you'll get milk.

But stay here.

Here comes Mrs. Revoin's class.

Then Mr. Sylvestre's class.

Mrs Hochard's class.

Now you guys. Go.

It was very good.

- It was worthless. - No, it was good.

Especially you as a fake doctor with that fake nurse.

And that sick man who kept vomiting.

- Was that for real? - You're so stupid.

And those dresses were pretty too. At the Polish dance.

Especially that blonde girl, she was so beautiful.

If I were you, I'd French-kiss with here.

What do you want?

Come with me.

And the door?

Jerks.

What's your big dream? Who?

Axel.

That there is no more war and no more suffering.

I hope so with you.

- Lison. - That I always be good with my parents...

- and can take care of them when they are old. - That's very sweet.

Looking after your parents is beautiful. Who's next?

In the back: Aloïs.

To become the best football player of all time and win four World Cup cups.

Killian.

Stop it or you won't get your turn.

Lou. We're listening.

- That school is being abolished. - What should I do then?

That we can decide for ourselves whether we go to school.

There you go.

- Who would then go to school? - Not me.

- I thought so. - Occasionally.

Occasionally...

- And what's your big dream, Jimmy? - I don't know. I never dream.

- And you, Mahdi? - Become an astrophysicist.

Wow, you're ambitious. But it's a real long study.

- What is it, boys? - Hello ma'am.

We're selling tombola tickets for school.

- No holidays yet? - In two days.

- Where does the money go? - To organize things...

to buy stuff. Really, there's a stamp on it.

- How much? - Two euros.

Wait here.

- Bye. - Bye, boys.

- And did you eat in a dining room? - No, they brought it.

- Was it good? - Ah... I was never hungry anyway.

What did you do during the day?

Nothing. Sleep, watch TV.

Stupid activities with a nun.

Be careful, you're going wrong.

It's fine.

Did you think of us?

Yes. Hand me the lighter.

What was the hardest?

The hardest?

That there is nothing to do.

You're trapped with unknown girls, stupid bitches.

You hang around aimlessly. Time feels like chewing gum.

It will stick and you can't get rid of it.

- Are you ready now? - Almost.

It's fine this way. Hand me the dryer.

- You'll never go back, do you? - Of course not.

I don't want you to.

Everybody in the car.

Go get your brother. Hurry up.

- Whose car is that? - A buddy's.

Do you have a driver's license?

Do you want this?

I was looking for you.

- Try it on. - It's my size.

And this one? It's nice.

- I don't like it. - No?

And this one?

Nice, huh? Don't look at the price.

Sorry. Whiners.

Do you like it?

I asked you something.

- Yes, it's a new game. - Take it.

Take it. Don't you dare?

There. What a klutz.

- So what do you say? - Thank you, Duke.

Pastis.

Ready?

834 euros and 37 cents, sir.

Do you have a loyalty card? How do you wish to pay?

In cash.

900.

- When do we install it? - Tonight.

- Really? In our bedroom? - Yes, I don't want it downstairs.

But don't play all night.

As long as they leave us in peace...

How did you get the stamp?

I'm asking you something, Jimmy.

How did you get it?

I don't hear you.

- From a drawer in your desk. - Did you go through my desk?

The drawer was open. I wanted to put the stamp back later.

- How many tickets did you sell? - Not many.

- How many? - Four or five.

You will give those people their money back.

You can go.

Be careful that you don't turn to crime.

Happy holidays.

- Damn. - What?

- I'm always dying and you don't. - Because you suck.

A dick move. I want to shoot you so you know how it feels.

Mimi?

What are you doing?

Nothing.

During the summers this place was packed. Just like a beach.

There were changing rooms, lifeguards, a booth.

Concrete baths.

You had to buy a ticket to swim.

It cost almost nothing.

Sometimes you felt fish slip past your legs.

I don't know why it was demolished.

The water was not dirtier than tap water then.

- Not hungry anymore? - I'm tired.

Just sleep.

How was Mommy when she was little?

Sweet.

Really sweet.

A sweet girl.

You can't both come. Next year it'll be your turn again. Okay?

He sleeps in my bed. There's no more room.

And the boss in the restaurant where I work finds two too many.

Don't be angry.

Promised?

Jimmy, I had a nightmare.

- Damn. - I want in your bed.

In my dream they cut off a man's head.

Then he fell into the water and there was blood everywhere.

And then he killed the dog. I want in your bed.

- If you don't pee in bed. - I never do that.

- Yes, a while ago. - I'll never do it again. Can I?

Did you say goodbye to everyone?

Bye, girl.

Don't I get a kiss?

Are you coming?

Don't be naughty.

Listen to Grandma.

- Four slices of ham. - Smoked? Farmer's ham?

The cheapest.

- Anything else? - No.

4.10 euros, young man.

Do you throw that away? So can I have it?

- What for? - For my dog.

Do you have a dog?

- What kind of dog? - A rottweiler.

- A kilo of potatoes. - For the soup, Jimmy? Mash, fries?

- For mashed potatoes. - Then these are the best.

Melons one euro, ladies and gentlemen.

- Here. - Thanks.

Strawberries? 1.90 per pound. They are delicious, they're from my country.

- Melons one euro. A bargain. - How much is it now?

- 8 euros 50. - Then this is all.

Thank you. Here´s 50 cents change.

A gift. Take out the few bad ones.

- And what about work? - Seasonal work: Picker, catering, beach.

Those kind of things.

In construction as well.

If there's nothing left, I'll be moving.

- Cool. - Yes, cool.

- Is the oldest or the youngest yours? - How old is the youngest?

I don't know. Eight or nine.

Eight or nine...

- The oldest, I think. - Jimmy.

His name's Jimmy?

There he comes, I think. Here...

Nope.

- You here? - Say hello.

Shut up. What are you doing here?

- I thought: I'm going by... - What did you think, asshole?

That I would be happy after you dumped me? Fuck off.

Hospitality, Pris.

'Hospitality'. Did you learn a new word? Fuck off.

Are you really my father?

It seems so.

- How is school? - It is vacation.

Nice and quiet.

Well, I'll be going.

Until next time.

Buy yourself something.

A piece of air...

a river, flowers and flying swallows...

everything to be happy.

Even though you sometimes miss...

a little bit of sun...

sweet words when waking up...

a hug and a kiss...

at bedtime.

Even though you think that life is no fun...

for people without money and bad luck...

look around you, open your window...

and let in the daylight.

Work? She didn't tell me that.

Since three days. At an office.

In her own field. Work in her own field.

Yes.

Does your mother have a new partner?

He works as a delivery person.

- Do you get along with him? - Fine.

I wanted to talk to her. I'm going on holidays for three weeks.

- Where to? - To the Alps. Ever been?

Ask her to call me. She has to call tomorrow.

Bye.

Did she disappear?

- Pris, give me a beer. - I'm not your servant.

Please, honey.

What are those scratches?

- How did you get them? - I fell off my bike.

- Last night? - They've been there for three days.

- You don't even look at me. - Quiet, I can't hear the TV.

All right, baby?

What? Can't I call you 'baby'?

You are my baby.

Come and give me a hug.

Come...

Come.

Mom?

Dear Jimmy. I hope you have a nice holiday.

I have a lot of fun here.

Italy is a great country.

We're visiting museums and we also go swimming.

Love, Lison.

- Where have you been? - Nowhere.

- Are you leaving? - For a couple of days. Helping a mate.

Your mother is sleeping. Tell her. Isn't it nice that I buzz off?

- I don't care. - Oh no?

Isn't it too cold?

No, if the water isn't too cold?

How often?

Me too. In the canal of course. Where else, stupid?

Of course, seawater is always salty.

Nothing. It´s nice and quiet without you.

On my bike. No, nobody.

Also from me. Say hi to Grandma.

Here comes Mama.

Hello, honey. Everything okay?

So what are you doing?

Seen the sea? Nice?

How is Grandma?

Behave yourself, huh?

We'll see each other again soon.

Agreed.

Do you give her a second? Okay.

Big kiss.

Here. Come here.

Come.

Come on, we're going to dance.

I'll show you how you dance with a girl.

Come, like this..

Put your hands on her hips.

Your head like...

And then slowly turn around.

On the beat.

Like that.

And rock.

Nice, huh?

Yummy. Go ahead.

Yes, the heel.

Shit, that's good.

You have magical hands, boy.

Unbelievable. Where have you been?

What do you think?

I've been working, baby. Someone has to do it.

Wait. You've been gone for a week and I should be jumping for joy?

Relax, honey.

Look...

A "ticket to fly". Straight from you-know-where.

Who's a champ here?

Honey?

Hi.

- Get lost. I have to speak to her. - I'll go when I please.

Trouble starts immediately.

- Get lost, I said. - Drop dead.

I can drop dead? Do you want a punch?

- Jimmy, just go. - Listen to your mother.

- Get lost. - Just go, Jimmy.

Stand up.

Mom?

What is it?

It's your fault. If you hadn't been born, it wouldn't have come to this.

Not this far.

Because of you I'm in this mess.

You spoiled my life.

I had...

I could have made a new start.

Then I would have had a life.

Now everything is shit.

Total shit.

Hi.

- Funny that you're walking here. - Sometimes I do that.

Everything alright?

Look.

I'm wearing them all the time.

- Did you just return? - Yesterday. Have you been away?

No, I like it here. My brother went to the coast.

- Where exactly? - I don't know. Far away.

- What are you doing? - Groceries.

- What did you buy? - Food.

We won't be in the same school again.

I have to go to St. Eustache. My parents don't like the schools here.

- Won't we see each other anymore? - Sure, don't we right now?

I have to go.

Bye.

Hello, Jimmy. Everything alright?

- What are you doing? - Weird to see you like this.

- How so? - Wearing shorts.

Did you have a nice summer?

- Where did you go? - Nowhere. I never go anywhere.

- But you could. - Don't feel like it.

It's no fun on your own. Don't you think so?

Can you wait a moment? We'll continue our chat.

Mom?

- Was anyone inside? - I thought I was alone.

So?

There was nobody in the garden.

No one? And then?

I went back upstairs.

- And where was that boy? - With them, in the room.

In their bedroom?

- Yes? - Yes.

Were they good friends? Did you come here daily?

So in the end you didn't come.

Too bad.

- Did your father die? - He wasn't my father.

So are you alright?

- And your mother? - She's fine.

- So school starts again soon? - The day after tomorrow.

- In what grade are you? - First year of middle school.

Then it's starting to get serious. You're a man now.

At your age I was also hanging around tennis courts.

I watched the players. I also wanted to play.

At that time, tennis was for rich people. And my family...

wasn't exactly rich.

I'm still not rich.

But I am playing.

- What's your name? - Jimmy.

That's what a champion is called. A great champion.

Would you want to play? Shall we give it a try? Here.

It doesn't bite.

Come with me.

To start with: Hold the racket like a hammer.

Firm, but don't squeeze. Your hand slightly lower.

Very well.

Do you have time to hit a few balls?

Just stand on that side.

In the middle.

Not too far away. Good. Ready?

A bit hard, but it was in.

- You like it? - Yes.

Very good.

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