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(Clicking sound)

*-This is Kryptonite 1.
Calling Trap 0, calling Trap 0.

*-This is Trap 0, this is Trap 0.
I'm receiving you loud and clear. Over.

*-Trap 0, calling base.

*-This is base, this is base.
I'm receiving you.

*-Are we clear for take-off.

*-Departure area cleared
on corridor 320.

I repeat: Corridor 320.

*-This is Trap 0 to Yoyo.

*-This is Yoyo, this is Yoyo.

Roto 1, A-OK.

Roto 2, A-OK.

Roto 3, A-OK.

3500 rpm,

4500 rpm, 5000 rpm.

(engines roar)

*-This is base.
We'll begin the countdown.

*-5.

*-4.

*-3.
*-2.

*-1...

*-0!

(engines roar)

-Shit.

Phil?

Phil!

*-Speed stabilized.
200,000 km/h.

*-You weren't asked to
increase power.

-This is base Annie 1.

Calling base Carnival.

This is base Annie 1.
Calling Phil.

*-What do you want?

-I've left a radioactive crate
in the entrance.

Carry all of it into base kitchen.
We eat in one hour. Received?

*-Received loud and clear, Mom.

-Move it, guys.
-Okay, we've got plenty of time.

-Shit, I managed to catch myself.

-Are you coming, Morgan?

-No! I'm going home.
-Why?

-Come on.
-Yeah, wait.

-Get a move on.

-Come on, throw it.
-UFO 1.

-Received.
-UFO 2.

-Received.
-UFO 3.

-Received.

-Look out!
Unidentified salad.

I'll attempt the drop goal.
-Ready?

Good. Go ahead, I'll convert it.

-A pass.

-Shall we do the eggs?
-Yeah.

-Careful.
-Yeah.

Don't worry, I'm an expert.

-1-0.

Go ahead.

Bravo. How about that...

Careful.
-Hey over here, Frankie.

Pass it to me.
Let's go.

-Here, Mom.

(Frankie whistles)
-What?

-It was a knock-on.
-All the same, I scored.

-I'm hungry. Are we eating?

Oh, excuse me, ma'am.

-Where's Morgan?
-He's got a stomach ache.

He went home.
-Ah.

(Frankie whistles)

-You're not funny, dude.

-If you don't like it,
it's too bad.

That'll do for me.

-The salt, please.
-Huh?

-The salt.
-Ah.

-You're disgusting, damn it.
-Hey okay, okay.

-Frankie, that'll do now.
-But it's them!

-Creep.
-Telltale.

(laughter)

-PSCHHH...

-Ha, ha, ha.

-It's not a good audience, guys.
-Yeah, right...

-Do you want some, ma'am?
-Oh...

No, thank you.

I don't want to deprive you, no.
-Okay.

-Are you playing jacquet
or backgammon?

-I know what I'm doing.

-The whites go there,
and blacks here.

-Children, close the gambling den.
-Not right away, Mom.

-Come on.
Let's go home to Mom and Dad.

Take yourself on a quick orbit
to the bathroom.

(He imitates an engine roar)

-And the Tyrrell passes the Martini.

Hi, Pupuce.

Goodnight.

-So, shall we go?
-Yeah. Let's go.

-Hey, I'm coming.

-Come on!
-I'm coming.

(car horns)

-Are you coming?

-I'm coming.

-Come on, hurry up!

-Yeah!

-Hello.

-Go.

# Flying, with my wheels hardly
touching the ground.

# Flying, taking off on this
freedom I've found.

# Sailing, like a ship on a Sunday,

# Got the wind in my face
like I'm walking in space living free.

# Troca, trocadero,
roll on lemon blue.

# Troca, Trocadero,
look at me I'm using no...

# not a thing in the world
can go wrong,

# I feel free as a bird,
I'm on top of the world feeling free. #

-There's something for everyone.

-Yeah, but I'm hungry.
-That's not a reason.

-Have you seen Stéphane, there's eggs.
-Oh yeah.

(They imitate Woody Woodpecker)

-What's wrong with you?
-Shut up, egg face.

-Are we going to have a race?
-Yeah, but not here. Over there.

Hey Morgan, look.
There's Radio Skateboard.

-Did you see, Stéphane?

*-On the whole,
the summer will not be hot.

-What is he talking about?

-There will be alternating
cloudy and sunny spells.

-I'll be able to get a tan.
-You wouldn't have a sandwich for me?

-We have everything you need.

-Thanks.

-Good skating, eh.
-Good luck.

I was with Puce, and a guy
wanted to pinch my skateboard.

-I don't believe it.

-Then Puce...
he tears half of his pants.

-I can just see Puce,
with his 200 kilos...

The guy: "Ah!"

-Hey!

-The guy should have...

-I'm a tourist.
-Then it's 10 francs.

-Hand over the money.
-Come on, 10 francs.

-Olé. Can you get it?
-Yeah, wait.

-Can you get on your skateboards?

-10 francs more.
-Yeah. Okay then.

(shouts of joy)

-On the other side.

# Troca, Troca, Troca, Troca,

# Trocadero...

# Mmm... yeah.

# Troca, Troca, Troca, Troca,

# Trocadero...

# Troca, Troca, Troca, Troca,

# Trocadero...

-Did you see?

# Troca, Troca, Troca,

# Trocadero...

# Troca, Trocadero... #

-There's another kid getting
his skateboard pinched!

-Leave the kids alone.
Dirty thief!

-I just want to try his skateboard.

-He wanted to steal it.
-We'll take care of it.

-We saw you stealing it!

-Yes, I'm a witness.
-It's not worth discussing.

-I'll smack you in the mouth!

-Oh, oh.
Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, loser in the yellow helmet,
just watch it.

I also have friends.
-Bring them on, your friends!

# You and me
baby can't you see,

# that it's you and me... #

-My name is Philippe. And you?
-Caroline.

-He took off, the skateboard thief.
-Denis isn't a thief.

-This is Morgan.

-What's her name?
-Caroline.

Frankie.

And Steph.
-Hello.

-Are you thirsty?
-Yes.

-Well guys, see you later.
-Bye.

# You and me,
we can change the world...

# and discover love everyday. #

-Hi, Phil.
-Hi, Big Mac.

-Things okay?
-Yeah.

What are you drinking?
-Same as you.

-A Coke with 2 straws.
-With two straws.

And a Coke.

There you go.

-Here.
-Thanks.

Mmm, it's good.

-I wanted to tell you that...
-What?

-Forget it, it's nothing.
-What?

-No, it's nothing.
-Come on.

-You're nice.
-Huh?

-You're nice.
-You too.

-Who was the guy with you?
-Oh, no one special.

He's the boyfriend of a friend.
-Ah.

Do you come often?
-No.

-Do you live around here?
-No, no.

2, Paul Deroulede street.
5th floor, right.

-Shall we see each other again?
-Yes, when?

-Tomorrow at 3 o'clock
at the Troca? Ok?

-Yes. Err... ok.

-Hope it's not a bad time?
There's a phone call.

-Reverse-charge call.
-And long distance.

-DRING!

-No, Steph.
Not tonight, I'm exhausted.

Have you still got my "Salut les copains"?
(Music magazine)

Well, don’t forget to give it back.

Huh? Who?

She's not called Thingummy,
She's called Caroline.

And keep your stupid
thoughts to yourself, ok?

Tomorrow at the Troca?

Yeah, I'll bring them. Bye.

(Annie whistles)

-Who's that?

Eh? Who is it?

-Caroline.

-She's pretty.

-The drawing isn't that great.

She's more beautiful in real life.

-Ah, she's more beautiful in real life?

Well... Hey.

I'm going to be jealous, me.

-Don't talk nonsense, Mom.

-Are you going to introduce me to her?

-We'll see.

-You can hand me your jeans
before they stand up by themselves.

-Maybe, maybe.

Puce, breakfast.

-Did you see that,
it's unbelievable.

-What?
-Levasseur representing himself.

Without the nomination of the group,
he hasn't a chance.

Nevertheless, in his constituency,
he'll take 10-15% of the votes from us.

-They can say what they
want in the opinion polls.

-Tell me when you have
the list of campaign stops.

-Well, okay.
Aren't you embarrassed, eh!

-We'll begin as planned with
Saint-Pierre-et-Miquelon.

Don't you have school today?
-No, we've been on holiday for 2 days.

-On holiday?
-Yes, the Easter holidays.

-Already?

Phone Levaille also and tell him
that we're leaving on the 17th.

-And if I want to reach you?
-Try at Lasserge.

I'm having lunch with Deray.
-See you tonight.

For Caroline, don't forget today:
the dentist and dictation.

-All right.
-Ah. Wait, George.

-The dictation, okay,
but not the dentist.

-Caroline, it's not for discussion.

First we'll do dictation,
then go to the dentist.

(camera click)

-Tell me...

You really think this is useful?
-What?

-Well...
-A little bit, yeah.

Steph's father says if you
shave the fluff, it grows firmer.

-If he says so...

-Stop making fun of me!
It distracts me, I'll cut myself.

(Annie laughs)

-Hey, there.

Ho, ho.

Good morning.

Good morning, err...

Err...
I want to see my girlfriend.

Comprendo?
Binoculars!

Thank you.

Yeah, yeah...
I'll give your binoculars back.

-Is it me you're looking for?

-What are you doing here?
-We had a date. I'm here.

-But I was looking
for you over there.

-But the Metro isn't there.
It's here.

Hello, anyway.
-Hello, Caroline.

Come on, get on.
-I've never done it.

-Never mind. Go ahead.

-You won't go fast, eh?
-No, don't worry.

# We'll be together,
forever and ever.

# You and me
baby can't you see,

# that it's you and me
from the moment I saw you.

# I knew that you could
make my dreams come true,

# You're my secret wish,

# you're the star
I could never reach.

# You and me
we can touch the sky... #

-There's the jump ramp.
-Let's go, guys.

-Oh, hi.
-Hello.

-What are you doing here?
-Guys, shall we go?

-YEAH!

-I don't believe it.
Out of the way!

Out of the way!

-It's him, the little jerk.
The yellow helmet.

-Hey, guys.

Stop now.

Ouch!

-Forward!

-Shit, people are coming.

-Let's clear off!

-Yeah!

-Are you okay?
-Yes, I'm fine.

-Oh, you're bleeding. Wait.
-No.

-Yes you are.

-Pin pon pin.

-There.

I wanted to tell you that
you've been fantastic.

-What?
-Fantastic.

-Yeah, right.
-Are you sure you're okay?

-Yes, of course.

-You're sure it's not
bleeding any more?

-No, no. It's fine.

-Good. Well...

Shall we say goodbye?

-Goodbye.

-I had a great day.

-Hiroshima, darling...
Out you come.

Out you get, dear.

Hiroshima, my love...

Thank you, my boy.

-To Village Suisse.

I want to be with you.

-What are you doing here?
-Well, I'm here.

Here.

-They smell good.

-They're yellow daisies.

-So, do you want to?
-What?

-Be with me. Always.

-Always?
-It's not so extraordinary.

-Always is a long time, though.
We're just children.

-Caroline, you see me here?
-Yes.

-I look like I'm 10 years old.
Well, it's not true.

-No?
-No.

Because in my head,
I'm at least 12.

And I have all the
responsibilities of a man.

Absolutely.

And so, in principle...

-In principle? Yes of course.

-Is that "yes"
or "yes, of course"?

-That's "yes".
-Then, that's okay.

So, that's "yes"?
-Yes.

But you don't know my parents.
They're a bit uptight.

-It's okay.
My mother is like that.

You understand?
-Not really, no.

-My mother is fantastic.
She's super awesome.

She's open-minded, her.
You understand?

-Yes. But I must go.
I'm going to get in trouble.

-You see Phil, the important
thing in life is to hang on.

Hang on to everything with force.

And then the force will be with you.

-"With force."
-Huh?

-No, nothing.

Do you want me to talk to your parents?
-But he's crazy.

-Caroline!

Do you trust me?
-Yes.

-So, okay.

-I'm going home now.
And you're going home too.

(Phil sighs)

-Remove your hand.

Come on, remove it.

Listen, stop sulking. I'll see you
tomorrow at the Troca, okay?

Do you want to?
-Yeah.

-Philippe...

Goodbye.

-Caroline.

Caroline!

Let's go.

(he sighs)

-Well then?
What is it, honey bunny?

-He's not a happy bunny.

-This drama, then.
It's because of...?

-Yes.

-You began badly.
(Annie laughs)

-Stop it, Mom.
I've never been as serious as this.

I have a great emptiness.

-Oh, don't be over dramatic.

You'll see her on Wednesday.
Isn't that enough?

-No.

-No? When you don't see her,
do you have a great emptiness.

-Yes.

-It's easy.
-It's as easy as that?

-Yes.

-So, what do we do.
-Wait. I have to think.

-I'll let you think.

So?
-Well...

Wait.

Right.
First: My Bunny isn't happy.

-First.

-And second: he has a great
emptiness in his heart.

-You've already said that, Mom.

-And third...

And third:

He would like...

Finally...

We’ll fix that for you, eh?

-Oh, Mom...

-You're the person
I love most in the world.

Come on.
And as a special exception tonight,

because we've things to discuss,
you're invited to sleep in my bed.

-Really?
-Yes.

-Yeah!

-I'll join you.

(He imitates the cry of Tarzan)

-Mom.

Mom!
-I'm coming.

It's nice to have a well made bed.

Right. Good night.
-Oh no!

Go over it or I'll bite.

(Phil growls)

-Okay. Once upon a time...
-"Once upon a time..."

-...in Paris, a little boy
named Phil.

-Just like me.

-Phil meets...
-Caroline.

-Caroline, who's...?
-10 years old.

-Well, the same age as Phil.

-And who lives at...?
-2, Paul Deroulede street.

2, Paul Deroulede street.
5th floor, right.

-You're well informed.
Very good.

Caroline lives with
her dad and her mom,

And she loves my Phil.
She loves you.

You love one another.

-Keep going.

-Okay, let's be serious.

Phase 1...
-Phase 1: the countdown begins.

4, 3... 4, 2...

5,4,3,2,1,0.

-1st Objective: the parents.
Do you know them? -No.

-You need to get to know them.
-To eliminate them.

No, listen,

in order to meet them,
you need a pretext.

-I do.

-You have a pretext?
-Yes.

I'll explain.

I ask Caroline to come to the Troca.

I'll teach her skateboarding.

And she falls. Pin pon pin.
-Oh no.

-Not really, but she limps.

I'll walk her home...
-You're in the place.

You're so smart.

-I'm good, right?
-Yeah

Once in the place you see,

you take things in hand because
they're going to be worried.

You sit her on a chair,
you feel her legs...

to check she doesn't
have a fracture.

If she's pale,
you pat her cheeks like this.

You'll make a great impression.

-And later, I tell them everything.
-Oh no.

No, not right away.

You've scored a point,
so take advantage of the situation.

You have to wait.
They're grateful to you.

You remain cool.
If they offer you a drink, refuse.

-I'm not thirsty,
because I'm worried about her.

-No. You refuse because
you don't want to impose.

Do you catch the nuance, there?
-Oh yeah. Polite.

-Better than that. Distant.

You dominate the situation.

You understand?
You're the hero who disappears.

-I'll do it to you.
-Go ahead.

-Mom. Hello!
-Yeah.

-I enter.

-Good. But don't look too severe.

Straight. Like that.

-Do the father.

-Would you like an orange juice,
young man.

-You know I don't like orange juice.

-He won't offer you a scotch.
Go on, continue.

-It's time I went home.
My mother is alone.

-You'll make a big impression.

-An orange juice?
-No thanks. I have to go home.

I don't like to
leave my mother alone.

-He's right.

We never take enough precautions.
The proof.

-I wanted to ask you...

-Yes, what is it?

-You who are in politics, can't you
do anything for skateboarding?

-Skateboarding? Ah...

It's perilous, that.
-Oh no. It's a piece of cake.

Here, watch.

The important thing
is to be supple.

There's more and more
people doing it.

-How many of you are there?
-I don't know. 100,000 or more.

-As many as that?
Did you hear?

-Interesting.

You see what I mean?
-Perfectly.

-It'd be good if you can talk about it
in your office with your people.

The newspapers have already
spoken about it.

L'Express, France-Soir, Le Figaro...

I've kept all the articles.

-Will you bring me them one day?
-Sure.

It should be something
to the State and Sport.

An official thing.
Do you see?

-I see, yes.

(He hums the Marseillaise in his head)

*-I declare open the first
skatepark in Paris.

The first children's skatepark,
for all the young people.

Finally, the first youth skatepark.
Long live the youth.

Long live France.
Long live the Republic.

(Applause)

-Bravo.
-Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

-You're sure you
haven't forgotten anything?

-Sure.
-Not a small detail?

-I told you everything.
-Then we tackle Phase 2.

-Phase 2?
-You present it to me.

That'll do.

# I open my eyes
and I see that you're near me,

# And you reach out your hand,

# and you give me this feeling... #
-Watch out.

# and I just can't explain #

-Don't you want to row with him?
-Yes.

-Go ahead. Careful.

# I go through my day
thinking how much I love you, #

-Come on, row.
-Oh...

-Come on, faster.
-Hey, it's tiring.

-If I'm not mistaken, we're
going round in circles, here.

# You make my world come alive
in each moment a reason to live for.

# Reason to live for...

# Love is in each word you say,

# in a different way you can live
every moment, a moment of love.

# All the moments of love with you...

# All the moments of love with you...

# And each time we touch
I can feel my love growing,

-Oh no, not Puce.

Hey, that's not fair.
It's a dog.

I'll hold Puce,
and you begin again.

-No.
-Yes.

You wouldn't have found me.
-Yes I would.

-You have to go back there.

Puce.

# I know that you're mine
but I can't help believing...

# You make my world come alive
in each moment a reason to live for.

# Reason to live for...

# Love is in each word you say,

# in a different way you can live
every moment, a moment of love.

# All the moments of love with you... #

Ah... She's nice.
She's great.

-Who?
-The Pope.

-Ah, Caroline?

-Well...

-Nice body.
You want to go for a coffee?

A coffee isn't marriage, eh?

-Can't you see she's with me?
Get lost!

What an idiot, this guy.

Come on, drive.
(Puce barks)

-Put on plenty.
-Quickly, it's heavy.

(Steph whistles)

-There. Now, lower it.

Close it gently.

-Edge to edge.
-Not too soon.

-There.
Gently, gently...

That's great.
And now, everyone on top.

-How long does it take to stick?

-5 Minutes.
-I need to pee.

(telephone rings)

-Hello?

Yes, yes. Phil's here.

Okay, I'll call him.

Ah, it's personal?

2 seconds, Caroline.

-What colour shall we paint it?
-Blue.

-Yellow.
-Lemon-blue.

-Yeah, that's it.

-Phil, telephone in the lab.

-Can you replace me,
while it dries?

-Oh no.
-Just 2 Minutes, please.

-Well, okay.
Go on.

(tearing sound)

-Oh, your pants...

-I'd be embarrassed, eh.

-Let me see.

It sticks well, your glue.

-Pin pon pin.
-ISOFIX sticks.

-Hello there.
-Hello ma'am.

-"Ma'am"...
Where should I place myself?

-There's a space here.

-Or there.

-I'm with Stéphane,
Morgan and Frankie.

It would be better
if you were here.

I said, it would be better
if you were here.

What did they say about me,
your parents?

What are you doing
tomorrow afternoon?

Yeah.

Because I'm having a party.
If you could come...

No, but we'll set it up
with Mom.

-And so the guy in the car...
You follow me? -Yeah.

-The guy in the car tells the Belgian
in the tree... -The guy in the car?

-No, the guy in the tree.
-Oh yeah, the Belgian.

-He says to him: "Have you ever
burst a basketball at 200 km/hour?"

Right.

-He said that?
-Let her finish the story.

-She's finished.

Ah. It must be dry now.

You must be understanding with your
friends, because humour and them...

And thank you again.

-Thanks, Mom.

-Thank you.

-Who was it?
-Caroline.

-Oh yeah.
-Tomorrow, I'm having a party.

-Yeah, great.
-Bring girlfriends.

-When you get fed up with Caroline,
let me know.

-Don't even think about it.
-Bye.

-Goodbye
-See you tomorrow.

Mom, where are you?

-Here.

Wait a second.

Go ahead, quickly.

(the door slams)

-You've closed it properly?
-Yeah.

-Who is it?
-Guess.

-Is it me?

-No, it's Mickey Mouse.
-I'll die laughing.

It's not as bad as that.

Since you're here,
make yourself useful.

Pass it through the fixer.

Stir the bath well
with your fingers.

-What are you doing
tomorrow afternoon?

-I don't know.

I'll maybe do the shopping.
Why?

-No reason.

-You can wash it now.

Was it Caroline, on the phone?
-Yeah.

-Did she say anything special?
-Yes, lots.

-Oh, good.

Hey, you can leave it now.

Dry your hands well.

Don't put your
fingers on the film.

-Where are you up to
with phase 3?

-It's maturing.

-It needs to mature quickly, because
Caroline's coming to my party tomorrow.

-Really?
-Really.

-Oh... That was why.
-"Why" what?

-Why you asked me
what I was doing tomorrow.

-Actually, yes.

We have to set things up
with her parents.

-You mean:
that I set things up.

Huh?
-Yes.

-I'm smart, eh?
-The smartest of all mothers.

You've got a nerve, eh.

-Say, Phil, I've been thinking.

Before addressing phase 3
we must think about 9 and 10.

-9 and 10?

-It's to see farther than
the end of your nose.

At the moment you have a great
fondness for one another.

-It's not a great fondness.
It's a precipice.

-Let's say that everything is just
beautiful, brand new, for the moment.

-She's part of my life
and will be for a lifetime.

-All right. But you're not what
we'd call strictly speaking a man.

-Not a man, me?

At Troca,
I'm making 20 francs a day.

-That has nothing to do with it.

-And school?
I just have five years to go.

You can give me an advance,
and I'll pay you back.

Is that okay?
-You don't understand what I mean.

I'm not speaking to you
from a social point of view.

-How are you speaking to me?

-Listen, when a man and a woman
love each other...

-I know all that.

-Then you know that they
consummate their love.

-Yes, but I've plenty of time
for consummating.

-Very well. And apart from
the pleasure of being together.

The man and woman find the
fulfillment of their love in the child.

-I don't want one at the moment.

-You've reassured me.
That's all I wanted to know.

-Hey, Mom.
You're not angry, are you?

-Of course I'm not angry.

Do you mind?
2 seconds.

-You're not funny,
with your stuff about adultery.

-Do you want to repeat
that last word?

-Adultery.
To be adult, right.

Why?

-Nothing.

Yes.

-What age were Romeo and Juliet?

10 years old
at the very most, right?

-That's what happened
in those days.

-That time was great.
We live in a shitty time.

-Don't say "shit" all the time.

Go on. Go to bed now.

You know, it ended very badly,
for Romeo and Juliet.

-That's normal,
they had stupid parents.

My mother isn't stupid.
-You said it, pal.

And hup.

-You often say that I'm advanced,
for my age.

-Okay. You're a man.

Well then? You can't face up
to your responsibilities.

-I've taken on plenty of
responsibilities with you.

I protect you.

You saw with the guy
on the Harley.

You saw how I sent him packing?
-Boy, I'll say.

-It's like having a little sister.

-Not exactly, anyway.
-Don't quibble. Basically.

-Yeah. Come on, now.
Go to sleep.

-Don't turn the light off right away.
-All right.

Good night, bodyguard.

-Good night.

-I'll leave it open,
in case I'm attacked...

so Puce can come and defend me.

Exhale and bring down
all your vertebrae,

one after the other.

Exhale.

-Exhale once more,
and then we'll telephone.

-You'll telephone.
-Oh no. You said...

-Hey, it's time that you
take responsibility.

-Then you stay next to me.
-All right.

-Promise?
-I promise.

Go ahead.

-Shall we rehearse it?
-No.

Be natural, spontaneous. Hup.

He won't bite you.
Go on.

-It's ringing.
-That's normal.

-Hello, ma'am.

Could I speak to
M. Lèpervier, please?

On behalf of... Philippe.

Yes, that's me.

It's her.
-I'd guessed.

Well, go ahead.
Ask to speak to her father.

-Uh... don't tell him
that it's me.

Pass me over, but just tell him
it's a phone call.

Hello, sir.
It's Philippe.

Yes.

When?

This afternoon?

Oh no, we're on holiday.

Wait, I'll write it down.

National Assembly.

Metro Chamber of Deputies.

At what time?

Okay.

Oh yes, by the way...
Tonight I'm celebrating being 10.

-And a half.
-And a half.

I'm having a little party.
If Caroline could be there...

Thank you, sir.
Goodbye.

(shouts of joy)

(laughter)

-No.

No, no, no.
Let me go.

You're too strong for me.

Tell me. What does he do,
this good man?

-President.

-President of what?

-Of the future Republic.

Do you know where our meeting is?
-Sure.

-Do you know why?
-No, but you're going to tell me.

-To talk about his campaign.
-What campaign?

-His political campaign.
In short, talk about skateboarding.

-Wait. let us recap, here.

You're going to talk about skateboarding
with the future president of the Republic?

-Exactly, ma'am.

-Right.

-Well, I asked you
to come to see us,

because, before taking
the necessary measures,

we wanted to have
the advice of experts.

So, the first point:

What is the situation of
skateboarding in France?

-Sir, sir.

-I'm listening.
-The toilets.

-Ah, the toilet.

Could you...? No.

M. Moffert, will you accompany
this child, please?

Where was I up to?
(He whispers.)

-Yes. Good, fine.

Raw materials:
who can answer?

-Me, sir.
-So?

-First, there's iron,
wood and plastic.

Iron, wood and plastic.
Excellent. Note that.

Industrial sector to be developed.

Job creation is a key point
of our manifesto.

Then we need to find the
place suitable in Paris...

for a park...

-A skateboard park.

-A skateboard park.

-It should be a place with a slope.

-Here, the Champs Elysees.

-What are you talking about?
It's not steep enough.

-Yes, it's not steep enough.

Our project must be
above all popular.

It must be a place accessible
to every young Parisien,

regardless of their social status.

And this place should be opened...

within a period that doesn't
exceed a reasonable time,

in view of the priority
given to this issue.

To that end, the sub-commission
will have to begin work on the plan...

by the rapporteur
at the next meeting,

and will determine the committee
charged with the study...

of the skateboard park
so dear to our children.

(cries of joy)

-There's a message.
-Wait.

"I'm at Emilie's.
Don't make a..."

-"Mess."
-No. Look, it's written.

-"Living room", what's that?
-To the right.

-Look at the éclairs.
-Do you want an éclair?

-I prefer the tart.

-What are you doing here?

By the way, I saw your father.

-When?
-I'll tell you.

(Disco music)

He gave me a meeting
with the Assembly.

-You went into his office?
-Yeah, it was great.

There were some politicians.
We talked about skateboarding.

They said maybe
they'll make a skatepark.

-Really? Where?

-I can't remember where he said.

I think near
I don't know where...

Morgan!
-I'm fishing.

-Are you crazy?
-Stop. I had a bite.

-I'll show you something.
-I'll try the cake.

-Wow, it's fantastic.

-You're the first girl
to come in here.

-Really?

What's that used for?
-That's the starter.

-And that, over there?
-Well, that...

That's Roto 1 and Roto 2.

-What's that?
-That's the return lights.

-Does it work?
-Of course it works.

Here, sit down.

-What are you doing?
-I'm putting on my oxygen mask.

You also have to put one on,
for the decompression.

Pass me the phone.

Thank you.

This is Kryptonite 1.
Calling base.

I repeat. This is Kryptonite 1.
Calling base.

I'm requesting takeoff.

Engine.

(whirring)

-What's happening?
-It's normal.

-What is it?

-The periscope.
Do you want to look?

Remove your mask.

-Oh, the stars.

Oh, but it's the moon.

-It's normal, we're up in the sky.
-Wow, Venus.

(Uproar and cries of panic)

(Roar)

(Siren)

-Philippe, where you are?

-The Protector.

The Protector.

-The Protector.

(screams and sirens)

-Philippe!

-I'm coming!

-Philippe, Come and help me.
Come and help me!

Philippe, help, help!
Shoot it.

(shooting)

-Shoot it, Philippe!

Philippe!

-Philippe, Philippe!
I can't get out.

I can't get out!
-I'm coming!

I'll get you out.

Dirty beast...

-That's it.

Is it really dead?
-I shot it right in the chest.

Come on.

Come.

(Roar)

(Puce growls)

-Yeah, yeah.
You're going for a pee.

Don't pull like a jerk.

Puce!

-Yeah!

(cries of joy)

(Puce barks)

-Come here.

Puce, come back.
Puce!

-Puce!

Puce!

Puce!

(car engine)

(squeal of tyres)

-Puce...

I can't believe it. Puce!

-Oh no...

(Dog cemetery)

-Farewell, Puce (Flea).

-We loved you, you know.

-We're really going to miss you.
-Yeah, really.

-What's that?
-A box of fleas.

-Of what?
-There's some fleas inside.

I got them off the neighbours dog.

-Go ahead, throw it.

-Think of something else.

Unfortunately,
it happens, you know.

You're not responsible.

I also loved Puce.

Here, blow your nose.

Phil?

Phil, what are you doing?

-I'm looking for the pet cemetery.
-Oh no. Come on.

Memories, it's in your head
that you keep them.

It's pretty, eh?
-Stop being overprotective.

Excuse me.

Are you still up for phase 3?

-Of course I am.

I might go and speak about it
with Caroline's parents.

-What are you going to tell them?
-I don't know yet.

-Will you tell them everything?
-No, it could ruin everything.

No, no, we should...
-And if...

-If what?
-If...?

-If, if, if...
You see, it's not so easy.

-You could offer them a maintenance
allowance as compensation.

-Before talking nonsense, roll
your tongue 7 times in your mouth.

You're gonna say something really stupid.
-Yes.

-What did Caroline think about it?
-She wants it very much.

-"She wants it very much"?
It's important, that.

You must be very imaginative,
very perceptive.

We must find a way,
a super idea.

You must think.
Think hard.

-"A super idea"...
But what?

What could I think of
as a super idea?

Mom! I've thought of it.

I've thought of a great idea.

-Hello.
-Caroline is sick.

-That's why I came.

-You must ask permission
of Mme Lépervier.

-The flowers aren't for you,
they're for Caroline.

-Yes, yes.

-Ah, it's young Philippe.

-As soon as I heard
about Caroline, I came.

-That's very kind of you.
Our project is taking shape.

-What project?

-The skatepark, of course.
-Oh yes.

Can I see Caroline?
-Of course.

-Where is she?
-2nd door along the corridor.

-I hope it's not too serious?
-What?

-Caroline's illness.

-No, no.

-The flowers,
they're not for you.

Caroline.

Caroline. It's me, Philippe.

Well...

-Gotcha.

-If your mother sees us,
she'll think you're not sick.

Come on, quickly, in bed.

Come on, quickly.
In bed.

-Doctor, I'm not feeling well.

-So how did it go?
-Not very well.

-It went wrong?
-I did as you told me.

At mealtime, I didn't eat.

I almost fainted.

-What did your mother say?
-That it was the heat.

-What did she do?
-She opened the window.

-And your father?
-He called the doctor.

-And then?
-He came, and he examined me.

-And then?
-Well, to me, he said nothing.

But I heard that he'd return.
-Now, let's take matters in hand.

This is very important.
I need you to read it.

You will read it, eh?
-Yes.

How to understand
psychosomatic illness,

by Dr. Gilbert Tordjman.

-"Psycho" What?
-Psychosomatic. It's the mind.

I thought that you'd be hungry.
Are you hungry?

-Yes. I haven't eaten for two days.
-Here.

You see?
I thought of you.

Right, now you've got a temperature.
-No I don't have one.

-Yes. Do you have a thermometer?
-Yes.

-So you've got a temperature.
And that worries your mother.

Here. You see the mercury?
-Yes.

-You tap at the end of the thing,

and you wait until it goes up to 42.
That's the maximum.

When you're at 42, you shake it
like this and you wait, 39, 38.5...

You see? 38,5.

Did you see? Nice, eh?
-Yes.

-Okay. Listen, Caroline.

Today, you haven't
been at all well.

And tomorrow, you need
to be really sick.

If it's like today,
it won't work.

You still want to?
-Yes.

-You promise tomorrow it'll be better?
-Yes.

-That you'll be really sick?
-Okay.

-Promise?
-I Promise.

-I'm off.

While the others were messing
around at the Troca, me,

I was thinking like crazy.

I came every day for a
week at 5 pm sharp.

I can't say her mother and me,
really hit it off.

But with my future father-in-law,
it worked great.

He showed me the plans
of the skatepark.

It was a good start.

A strong friendship
based on trust...

was created between us.

Carolina's condition was...
How did her father put it?

Oh yes. "Her condition becomes
unusually alarming," he said.

Yahoo!

-I can jump higher than you.
-I doubt that.

I touched the ceiling.

-No, you didn't touch it.
-Yes I did.

Shh, Shh, Shh.

-What? -Don't you think you're
making too much noise?

-No, we're on vacation.
-Well, since you don't care...

Yahoo!

(door bell)

-Oh, it's you.

-She looks worried.
That's good.

Or else she's fed up of seeing me.

Or she's tired of playing nurse.

-Do you want to see her?
-Yes.

-Go ahead.

-All of which is to say that
Caroline was getting worse.

Between us,
it was going better and better.

Control the air in your stomach
and breathe out slowly.

(Phil breathes out)

The doctor threw in the
towel in the sixth round.

He understood nothing at all.

She mugged up her illness
as if for an exam.

It's that day that Mom and I,
decided to go on the attack.

-You don't know the latest.

Catherine is leaving us.

She's getting married the day after
tomorrow to a shepherd from Aubrac.

-Oh my.
-So...

We must put Caroline in boarding
school during our absence.

-But they close during
the holidays.

It's your daughter, all the same.

-"Our" daughter, if you don't mind.
-She has something.

I don't know what,
but she has something.

If in doubt,
you'll have to stay in Paris.

-What?
It's absolutely out of question.

We've been preparing this
campaign for months.

We will fight together.

It's moreover the basis
of our association.

We won't let this one grain of sand
seize up a well engineered machine.

-Then find a solution.

-Ahem.

-Here's Philippe.
How is she? Did she speak to you?

-She no longer speaks.
-She's never been very talkative.

-Yes, but there was
just a big silence.

-The doctor is confused about it.
And us, all the more...

-I know what she has.
-Really?

-Yes. She has a
psychosomatic illness.

-Pardon?
What did he say?

-I said she has a
psychosomatic illness.

I talked about it to my mother.

She's the best friend
of Prof. Tannhäuser,

of the Paris Institute.
He said that it was...

psychosomatic.

-Ah...

-It's perfect, everything.
They're hooked.

-And presto, reel them in.

-But it's not enough. Phil.

Phil, listen to me.

Listen...

Down, dog!

(Phil barks)

-Here, heel. Right now.

Come on, boy. Nice dog.

Come here.
Who's a nice dog.

Isn't he nice, aren't you cute.
Come on, beg.

He's going to have it
off by heart, now.

"Chapter 1: The conscious
and the unconscious."

-The underlying cause is a shock...

of the conscious and the unconscious.

-And the cause of this
psychological shock?

-Caroline has an unconscious
fixation on me.

-A fixation on you?
What do you mean?

-Caroline hasn't a little brother.

So she transfers the desire
to have one on me.

A fixation.

-You think that it can be
about a frustration?

-Well...

-Well, she is nevertheless
cosseted, pampered...

-But that's not a replacement,
I assure you.

And her frustration is going
to keep increasing.

-Well, how about that.

You may not know this,
but we must leave tomorrow.

-I know. Precisely,
I think I have a solution.

The solution, here it is.

In addition,
it would cure Caroline.

Caroline can stay
a while at our house.

I'm sure Mom will agree.

-Well, Georges?

-Do you think your mother would
see it in a favourable light?

-I'm sure she'll be delighted.

-That's the whole solution found.
And thanks to Philippe.

-Thank you.
Thank you, my dear Philippe.

Good. So, when can we
meet your mom?

-As soon as possible.

Yahoo!

-Hello?
The Paris Institute?

I'd like to talk to Prof. Tannhäuser.

Yes. Tannhäuser.

Ah.

So, there's no Prof.
Tannhäuser in your service.

Thank you.

-Isn't it a little crowded,
with the monster?

-You think so?
-Yes.

-Then I'll get rid of him.

Do you like them?
-Yes, they're fine.

-I'll give her them.
-Yes, that's fine.

(door bell)

-There they are.
-Yes, yes.

-They're here!
-Yeah, I can hear.

-Hurry up. They'll leave.

And remove that, you look like a grandma.
-We're not going to the ball.

-Come on

-It's good to make them wait.
Mother's in charge.

-You'll tell me everything?
-Yes.

-Promise?
-I Promise.

-What if she's changed her mind?
-No, no, no.

-Hello.
-Madame.

Georges Lépervier.
My wife, Hélène.

-Pleased to meet you.
-Hello. Allow me.

-Oh. Thank you.

-Come in.
-Thank you.

-You've deeply impressed my son,
M. Lépervier.

-Your son is particularly
bright and intelligent.

-That's...
-Yes. And resourceful.

-Since the departure of his father,
he's a bit the man of the house.

-You're lucky to have a son like him.
-Thank you. Please.

-You can't imagine how
you'll get us out of trouble.

-Really?

-We leave this evening...

for a rather important
political tour,

and the illness which has suddenly
confined Caroline to bed...

is a real problem.

-Delighted to help you out.
And Phil adores Caroline.

-It's amazing, this fixation
which Caroline has made...

suddenly on your son.

-Children have so much
need for love...

that it may take irrational,
passionate dimensions.

-I hope not to give you
too much worry.

-Oh, you know. I'm used to it.

-Thank you for inquiring about my
daughter's illness from Dr. Tannhäuser.

We were completely lost.
-Yes, our doctor got confused there.

-They're sensitive. A mere
nothing can take on proportions...

It's not worth antagonising them.

Everything will resolve
itself naturally.

-Good. Well, we don't want
to take up your time.

-I have plenty of time.

I can pick up Caroline
at about 5 pm.

-That's very kind of you.

We have a little neglected
our daughter, lately.

I envy you being around them.

We're monopolized
by our activity.

Tell me, is it you who...?
-Yes, I...

-You're an excellent photographer.
-Thanks.

-You should do portraits
of our leaders.

Oh yes.

-I love the way you
educate your son.

Nice.

-Splendid.

Georges.
See you later.

-Almost right away.
I'll see you out.

It's agreed then.
See you later.

-So?

-My little guy...

-Well?

Do you like it?

Now, it's your home.

-Is this your bedroom?
-Yes, when I was little.

-Oh...

-These are for you.

-Both?
-Yeah.

-Thank you.

-The Republican Guard
of the Queen.

With the moustache,
George William Ketchup.

Do you know what we
do in the morning?

-No. What?
(He imitates a trumpet)

-Hey... Hup.

Hey... Hup.

To you.

(She imitates a trumpet)

-That's it, I have her.

-What's it's name?
-Rock'n'roll.

-What bird is it?

-An Indian warbler,
but not just any one.

-What are you doing?
-You'll see.

-You won't hurt it, eh?
-Of course not.

-Do you think she's going
to make friends?

-This is her boyfriend.
Gloups, her lover.

-How is she breathing?
-It has air conditioning.

-What are you doing?
-I'm talking to them.

To say hello,
you do it like this.

1 like that and 3 like this.

Do you want to try?
Go ahead.

They're answering you.

-Hey, Cousteau Junior,
is it waterproof?

Do you know how fish kiss?

-Philippe. Philippe.

Philippe, are you asleep?

Philippe.

I'm a little scared.
Can I stay here?

-From now on,
you can sleep with me.

-Philippe?
-Yes?

-I'm a little less scared.
-That's normal.

Caroline?
-Yes?

-Good night.
-Good night.

# Flying, with my wheels hardly
touching the ground,

# Flying, taking off on this
freedom I've found.

# Sailing, like a ship on a Sunday,

# Got the wind in my face
like I'm walking in space living free.

# Troca, trocadero,
roll on lemon blue.

# Troca, trocadero,
look at me I'm using no...

# Not a thing in the world
can go wrong,

# I feel free as a bird,
I'm on top of the world feeling free.

# Flying, I can touch
the unreachable star,

# Flying, it will guide me
wherever you are.

# Flying, spread my wings
and I take to the air,

# Got the wind in my face
like I'm walking in space living free.

# Flying...

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roll on lemon blue.

# Troca, trocadero,
look at me I'm using no...

# Not a thing in the world
can go wrong,

# I'm as free as a bird,
I'm on top of the world feeling free.

# Flying...

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