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Not the right time!

- Am I late? - I'm used to it.

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- I missed you! - Me too.

Go over there.

Hungry?

What's wrong?

You're not hungry.

Oh, come on.

I must have pasta. How about that?

You love pasta!

Here, catch.

Who's Damien?

Damien.

A guy from work. Why?

He's phoned five times.

Five times!

Butter or olive oil on your pasta?

Wilson? Butter or olive oil?

Why so glum?

Are you that upset about the call?

Me, upset?

I don't know.

Look at you.

You don't seem relaxed.

- So? Butter or olive oil? - Butter.

And my kiss?

My jealous baby...

It's not that.

I'm gone all week. Who knows what goes on?

What kind of talk is that?

Forget it.

Now you're mad. It's your turn.

Answer me, Nat!

Hang on. You accuse me of cheating on you.

You may also behaving some fun.

So keep your insinuations to yourself.

It's not my fault you work in Brussels.

- And my kiss? - Grab the salt.

Have you started packing?

You've been asking all week.

Sorry I'm in a hurry to move in with the woman of my life.

What, I'm not allowed to smile now?

Why are you laughing?

You just make me laugh.

Immature!

Immature?

Help! Stop it! No! Ouch!

Come here! Into the shower!

Stop! You win!

Here...

You're not nice.

Not the shower.

I don't want to go to work.

Phone's ringing.

So? We don't care.

Wait.

It doesn't matter!

This guy's driving me nub.

Answer, then!

He hung up.

Don't you think it's weird?

A guy, supposedly from work, calling all day?

Because I also have co-workers.

But they don't call me!

What can I say?

I can't help it if he wants to call.

I think it's weird.

It just so happens

when I'm here, you don't answer.

If he's calling, it means you usually do.

You sure are a jerk sometimes.

Think what you want. I don't care.

I figured you'd stay home today!

When a nurse's duty calls...

Will you join us for my birthday?

- Absolutely! - We'll finally meet your man.

At last.

- Only if you behave. - We will.

May we have another? Thanks.

So you do check your phone sometimes.

I wondered.

Why are you calling me constantly?

I just wanted to talk to you.

Talk to me? About what?

Nothing... What shift you were on. Stuff like that.

What are you hoping for?

Nothing! I swear.

So stop calling all the time. It's getting to be a pain.

We talk every day at work!

Suddenly, you're worried about my shift.

I see you!

He didn't see me.

Honestly, I don't know what to say.

So you found it.

Damien, this is my fiancé Wilson.

So you're Damien.

Come meet the others.

Here he is!

See, he's real.

This is the crowd. Wait, I forgot the bottle.

We heard a lot about you.

Nice, huh.

Like Batman, with an alias.

Pleased to meet you.

Don't scare him.

We won't give him a shot. Are you scared of shots?

I was, as a kid.

See you in two weeks.

I'll miss you.

I hope so.

I love you.

- Please. - You screwed her boyfriend!

This is news to me.

And you call her a whore.

Chill out, it's all good.

Don't say a word.

Of course. This stays between us. But still.

She must have heard.

It was eight years ago.

Change the subject.

Come on!

Who's the whore?

It's been over five years.

Hey, doesn't your show open soon? I just realized...

You open in two weeks?

You just started rehearsing.

It's been a while.

Thank you for your interest. I've been rehearsing for 5 weeks.

Of course.

I'll get free tickets this time. For you guys.

We can pay-

I want to invite you.

The play is great.

- What's up? - Nothing.

Sure. It doesn't look like nothing.

Baby's not doing well.

I'm upset Wilson will miss it.

He's never here.

Relax. He'll come home.

We can't let her down tonight.

I'm sick of this, one weekend every two weeks.

Like illicit lovers.

When do you shack up?

In February. After four years together.

And you're moving in together.

You'll be single in a year.

Anyway, whatever happens, you'll always be my baby.

Forever.

Are we going dancing?

I start work at 5 tomorrow.

No dancing for you!

We'll just go have a drink. Excuse me!

Other people will dance. Anything can happen.

- It's late. - A quickie!

Where the music's loud and we can shake it!

There's Sab! I'll go say hi.

- What are you doing here? - Same as you.

Are you stalking me?

No, my friends are there.

Relax, okay?

- What are you drinking? - Taste it.

Sohna, nurse Damien.

- Hi. - Nice to meet you.

Nat? Leaving already?

I have an early shift tomorrow.

Right.

Need a ride?

No, I'll be fine. I'll take a cab.

That's silly.

It's on my way home. Give me five minutes.

- Got a helmet for me? - Yep.

- Corning. - I'll be outside.

Gotcha.

Well, thanks for the ride. See you tomorrow.

No problem. My pleasure.

Good night, then.

How about one last drink?

Damien, quit it. You know it's not possible.

Have a drink, chat...

Nothing wrong with that.

Nothing wrong?

I just don't want to. And you're not listening.

So, good night.

Hey, babe.

Fine, and you?

Last night?

Sohna and I were out late.

I was exhausted.

Really, I'm fine, I swear.

I have to go work now.

What the hell are you listening to?

Your music sucks!

Temperatures will vary between 40° on the Plateau de Langres

and in Aurillac

to 55° in Nice and Bastia.

42° in Paris and Brittany...

40° in Cherbourg, 38° in Lille.

The South is not any warmer: 37° in Lyon and 36° in Grenoble.

It gets a little better on Sunday,

with a warm front from the west.

We'll have highs of 55° everywhere.

Calm weather on the southwest,

but snow flurries are predicted for eastern France.

There'll be rain at lower altitudes.

Temperatures range from 45° to 55°, a slight rise.

There'll be some snow in Corsica, at higher altitudes.

Have a wonderful weekend!

Come on, let's fuck.

Nat, it's Sohna!

I heard your phone. I know you're there.

All right! I'm coming!

Tell me what's going on.

Do you know what time it is?

What day it is?

- Did we have a date? - No, not today.

My show opened last night.

Oh, fuck! Shit!

SOFTY-

I'm really sorry. Things are crazy at work.

I'm working my butt off, pulling two shifts.

Earning some extra money for the move.

I'm totally swamped. I'm sorry.

Are you sure you're okay?

Yeah, I just woke up, that's all.

You just woke up? It's 4 PM.

I've been working night shifts.

It mixes you up.

4 PM already?

I have to run.

Okay, no worries.

I just wanted to check. You never bailed on me before.

I was scared something had happened to you.

You'd tell me?

Of course I would.

- I have to go. - Me too.

Call me, okay? Not like yesterday.

Sure, I'm fine. I'm at work.

No, I'm not strange.

Stop shouting. I can't understand.

I am answering your calls! But I'm working.

I'm working overtime to make money for the move.

Shit!

Oh, God!

Nothing. There's just blood everywhere.

No, I'm not hurt. I'm at work.

No, when I'm on duty, I'm not allowed to take personal calls.

But you insist, so I answer.

Listen, I could hang up.

Be happy I answered.

Because I'm in really big trouble.

You have no idea how bad it is.

I'm not upset.

No, I'm not.

God, it's everywhere.

I don't know what to do.

I'm so fucked!

I have to hang up. This is impossible.

What?

On your way home? Where are you?

Which train?

Okay, see you at home.

Shit.

I made tea. Want some?

Here.

What's wrong?

I don't know.

You offer me tea, but no kiss hello.

Sorry!

I think I forgot the sugar.

I got a call from Sohna. She said you weren't in great shape.

What are you doing?

I can't find the sugar.

It's okay.

But is my sister right when she says you're not well?

I told you, I'm overworked. No big deal.

Michael, bringing me his car.

Hey, Michael!

You're downstairs?

I'll be right down.

- Why is he lending us his car? - For Steve's party. Remember?

Go get ready. I want to beat the traffic. Hurry!

Wassup, sis?

Nothing much, Steve.

Is your man starving you?

I'm hungry-

When are you moving?

In two months.

What's wrong? You're full of crumbs.

Are you sure you're okay?

I'm tired.

I'm glad to see you.

Me too. Happy birthday!

When will I become an uncle?

What do you mean?

Because you're eating for two!

Believe me!

You're my baby and that's no lie

Keep cool, or I'll say bye-bye.

You're my baby, that's no lie

Stay cool or I'll say bye-bye

Where were you?

Went to a party, got a buzz Didn't see what time it was

- Really? - That's right!

I know you so well Why didn't you ring my bell

I wanted to let you sleep

Enough answers. Wassup with you?

Why do you come in so damned late? You know that don't rate

Keep it down, honey, it's too loud I just run around with a funky crowd

They call me up when you're away

They want me to come out and play

The rats!

Oh, you didn't know Your friends are your foes

Soon as you turn your back They hit on me, that's a fact

You're my baby and that's no lie Keep cool or I'll say bye-bye

You're my baby and that's no lie Stay cool, or I'll say bye-bye.

- Nat, can I come in? - I'm not ready yet.

- It's okay. May I come in? - Just a sec.

- Planning an escape tonight? - I'm cold.

What is going on?

I can see something's wrong. Don't you want to tell me what?

Why do you stop?

You think I'm stupid?

- No, it's just... - Just what?

Tell me!

I'm no fool, Nat.

Why do this? You act like I don't understand.

Understand what?

Go ahead. Say it.

Don't bother getting upset.

You're pregnant. I suspected it, and Steve confirmed it.

What?

I get the message! But you should have told me.

Nonsense.

You just wanted sex from me.

Get out of here. Go away!

I'm not pregnant.

I got attacked.

What do you mean, "attacked"?

Well...

Well, attacked.

Wait... You mean you got raped?

What? What the hell?

What do you mean, raped?

Why would that happen? I don't get it.

There's nothing to get.

It happens.

Pretty often, apparently.

When was it?

Two weeks ago.

When I went out with your sister.

Why didn't you tell me?

Where?

Here.

Wait. It's a nightmare!

Who was it?

Do I know him? Do you?

Who is he?

Damien.

What the fuck is going on?

Calm down, please.

Wait...

I don't get it!

You went to the police, right?

Didn't you?

Wait. There's something I don't get.

You're telling me you got raped by a guy you know,

and you didn't even report it? Where's the logic in that?

What was he doing here? Did you invite him in?

Call him right now and sort things out. Hurry up.

I don't want to talk to him.

Here.

The number you have reached is no longer assigned.

Bastard.

Leave me, Wilson.

Please.

This thing is like a wedge between us.

You don't deserve this.

You won't ever be happy with me again.

It's better to split up.

Leave me.

- Listen, Nat. - Please.

I don't know if I want to.

That's not true.

Do it for me.

Leave me.

Your hat, darling.

You dropped the phone.

Come.

Well, thanks.

What, you want to pay me, maybe?

Bye, then.

Could I buy you a drink?

Why?

To get to know each other.

- We just had something, didn't we? - Whoa, buddy.

Nothing happened. Thanks for your dick. Now go.

Bye.

You went to the ladies' room ages ago.

Are you okay?

I'm hungry-

You're kidding. Hungry again?

Any news from Wilson?

Are you serious about breaking up?

Yep.

Wilson and I don't get it.

Hey, cutie!

What did you say?

I said, "Hey, cutie."

- Don't talk to me, okay? - I do as I please.

That's the problem. You do as I please, not as you please.

Is that clear?

Are you crazy? I complimented you.

I don't need your fucking compliment.

Don't talk to me!

I'm gonna bust your mouth!

I'll tear you to pieces, crazy bitch.

"At!

That chick needs to shut up.

I'll tell her. Sorry.

Little whore!

I'll tell her. Don't worry.

I tell her she's cute, and she freaks out.

What the hell was that?

He looked at me like meat. So I got mad. What's wrong?

You want to die, or what?

What if you'd been alone?

It's fucking dangerous!

- I don't want to be looked at! - No? Then wear a real skirt.

That one's more like a belt!

Who do you think you are? What are you doing? Who are you?

You mean if I wear a skirt, I'm a whore?

You mean I'm anyone's piece?

What are you saying? The guy just said you were cute.

He didn't kill your mom! Did he?

Great.

Where are you going?

A vodka, please.

Another.

Drink up, now.

Little hottie.

Have a drink! Come on.

Leave her alone.

What the fuck are you doing?

Get out of here.

And don't come back.

Stop it, now.

Stand up. I'm taking you home.

What's going on with you?

Are you okay?

Okay, into the shower. Right away.

What's this?

"At!

What are you doing, carrying around six condoms?

Who did that to you?

- What are you doing? - Washing myself.

I'm dirty.

This is Wilson's voice-mail.

Wilson, it's Sohna. What's wrong with Nat?

Call me, damn it! Tell me what's going on!

Call me back as soon as you get this message.

Call me, or else!

I'm one of these women. When? How long?

Why?

I'm haunted by these questions.

Time has blurred my memory.

Today, I'm a happy woman.

I refuse to be defined by that awful event.

I was raped when I was eight.

Every day is a struggle for me.

I have anxiety attacks, phobias...

Symptoms that developed when I kept it secret.

Every day is a victory, too,

thanks to the therapy I've been getting.

It costs me “400 a month.

Victims of old rapes aren't entitled

to insurance coverage.

I was raped 25 years ago. I never told anyone, and I'm glad.

Nothing has changed.

Society supports rapists, not victims.

I'm a man.

When I was 17, a stranger raped me, in the street.

Ten years ago.

I've never dared tell my family.

I didn't press charges.

It was on December 7, 2008,

at about 3:30 PM.

I was fourteen; he was about thirty.

I didn't know him.

Yet he picked me as his target, for no reason.

No goal at all.

That was my first sexual experience.

And then what happened?

He shoved me up against the wall,

then pulled off my pants and raped me.

Did he talk to you?

Yes.

What did he say?

I don't remember.

It doesn't matter.

Did he have a knife or something?

I don't know.

I don't remember.

Did he threaten you?

Yes!

Shall we run through?

Yes, please.

Excuse me.

Stop it.

When you're ready.

Strip and spread 'em! One word and you're dead!

Hing on!

I don't think he talked.

He didn't speak.

We'll do it again, then.

If it's too hard for you, tell me. We don't have to do it.

Let's do this. I want to get through it.

From here?

SOFTY-

He grabbed your hair?

Wait, Nat.

Didn't you struggle?

Why not?

I was afraid.

I thought he'd kill me.

So the guy comes up and rapes you, and walks away whistling.

Yeah. Probably, yeah.

I'm sorry, Nat.

It's not your fault.

It happens.

That's all.

One more time.

Go ahead and be rough.

Go ahead.

Be careful.

So you're telling me that about a month ago,

you were raped at home by a co-worker. Is that right?

- Yes. - Was it really a rape?

What other words do you have?

Miss, let's not argue. I just want to be sure you're sure.

Rape is a serious charge, and I'm just doing my duty.

Yes, I'm sure it was rape.

Tell me how that night went.

My sister-in-law and I went out. We often do.

We were out dancing.

So we have a witness.

Did she witness everything?

What do you mean?

Did she see the whole scene?

She wouldn't have let it happen.

I was alone with him when it happened.

The three of you had gone out?

Absolutely not.

I just happened to run into him at the club.

But everybody goes to the same clubs.

How were you dressed? Were you wearing a skirt?

Do you remember if it was short?

I wasn't wearing a skirt.

What were you doing?

I told you, I was out dancing.

What was your co-worker doing?

I don't know. He said he was with friends.

Did you see them?

Did you talk to him?

"Surprised to see you here."

He offered me a sip of his drink.

He danced with us a little.

You drank from his glass and danced with him?

I was dancing with my sister-in-law. I had no reason to chase him away.

So his presence didn't bother you?

What kind of question is that? He's a co-worker. I wasn't bothered.

How did he get to your place?

He offered me a ride home.

And you invited him up for a drink?

Absolutely not.

I clearly told him not to have hopes.

How was your relationship with him before?

Normal, like co-workers.

I knew he had a crush on me.

But it wasn't mutual.

So you let a man who has a crush on you drive you home?

He insisted.

It was late, he was doing me a favor.

I trusted him.

Maybe he understood that you were inviting him to your place?

Tell me what your exact words were.

- When? - The whole night.

I don't know.

On the scooter, did you hold onto him?

I don't remember. What are we talking about?

I want to know if you consented to the sex unconsciously.

I want to know if you consented to the sex unconsciously.

I don't believe this.

Where can I find your co-worker?

He's disappeared.

Are you sure it's him?

Of course I am.

Did you see his face while he was raping you?

Sorry to bother you, miss, but I think you're beautiful.

- Could we chat? - No.

Okay, I'll just go, then.

How about my number, just in case?

Of what?

In case you reconsider.

Here's a piece of paper.

A pen...

- Don't bother. - Hold on.

That's not very nice.

Horning in on me when I was minding my own business

wasn't very nice, either.

Why are you so mad at me?

Other guys are kind of crude, but I told you you were beautiful.

It was respectful.

Wrong day.

Know what? We'll start over.

Okay?

As if you've never seen me before.

It's been so long!

Quit it!

Sorry, miss, I thought you were someone else.

But your skin is so soft.

Wait.

Your eyes! They're amazing.

Did you know that, Esmeralda?

Esmeralda?

Yes, you have an exotic side.

You're a pain.

I have an idea! I'll use my inner thug.

Stop it.

You win. Let's talk for a bit.

Really? I have other tricks.

You're wearing me out.

My name is Fabrice.

I think you're very pretty. I really do.

- Pleased to meet you. I'm... - Wait! Don't tell me!

Just from looking at you,

my flash of intuition tells me your name is Laurianne.

Wrong.

My name is Nathalie.

But Laurianne fits you.

- There you go. - Indeed.

Here.

Take my number again. Feel free to call me anytime.

Now you'll go away.

I'll be going...

You like this little caper.

Please do call.

I charmed you.

I'm so good.

Who said you could pat my ass? Did I pat your ass?

No, I didn't! I demand respect!

- Look how you're dressed. - I'm dressed normally!

- You leered at me! - I did not!

- Go away! - Shut up, you bitch!

It's guys like you!

- What do you mean, guys like me? - I get disgusting looks.

- You're a filthy whore. - I am not!

Fuck off, motherfucker!

Did you see that? Pats my ass, and then runs off.

He won't forget me anytime soon.

- Here, have a seat. - Thanks.

Two minutes, girls!

Hi! New student?

Ever taken dance before?

Get dressed. We'll start off easy.

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