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"One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light,

but by making the darkness conscious.” C.G. Jung

TWO MONTHS EARLIER

It was the year everyone remembered.

The year of endless winter, and then the heatwave that followed.

The year in which the trains derailed, one after another.

The year of the Bang Gang.

That week,

the sun finally came out, and it all started for us.

Why? But, why are you picking on little kids?

Oh, sorry.

- Sorry. - Me too.

Finally, the country was in a state of total mobilization.

An essential mobilization of society.

It was not just a mobilization of the military,

but also, for example, a mobilization of scientific.

Just like what happened in World War II...

when the United States created the atomic bomb.

Do not freak out now.

Seriously, come pick me up. Do not be an ass.

Well, later then.

But, that's too far. Come on, you're afraid?

I won't be able come otherwise.

I have to go.

What are you doing?

What about you? What are you doing here?

Take a guess.

- No idea. - Hm.

Well, see you tomorrow, in class.

No, no, come, come. I have an idea.

Here.

That moron, Prieur, leaves them here all alone.

I think they are fine here.

But, they will be better with us.

Come on, let's go.

Is it alright?

Go ahead, take it!

It sniffs me all over.

Watch out, it wants to run away!

Ouch! Where is it?

There it is.

Okay.

- It's so amused. - Come on, come, come.

Oh, damn!

I do not want to leave it here.

Come here, you!

Tell me.

Yes?

Do you want me to drive you tonight?

Sure, totally! That would be cool.

But, you were not supposed to be here.

But, I'm here.

I was in Reims and now I'm back.

It's how it is now.

In a sudden, I'm here or I'm not here.

Come on, come on, stop it.

Any arguments?

Can't I have a social life at my age?

You always say, I am a loner.

Do you want me to live as a nun?

Would you like that?

You come home at 11pm.

If you're late,

I'll excise you when you come home.

You're really scary, sometimes.

Well, thank you.

Any sip of beer...

for the leader?

Thank you.

Come on.

Let's show them.

Let's do it.

- Okay, then. - Hey!

What are you sitting around for?

Come on, come on!

Wanna go?

No.

Come on! Don't sit there like idiots!

- I'm going in too. - Have fun.

Xabi is always happy.

Xabi is always in a good mood.

Xabi...

Don't do that! Stop it, fuck!

Stop it, fuck!

Two o'clock in the morning.

I trust you and this is your gratitude?

Are you kidding me?

The center was literally blown away...

by the explosion of burning wagons.

People are in shock.

Many people are still waiting for news of their loved ones,

who live near the rails where the train derailed.

According to the authorities, 30 houses were destroyed...

by the huge explosion caused by the derailment of four wagons.

More than 100 firefighters are fighting...

to gain access to this very dangerous zone,

which is covered by thick smoke.

Fortunately, the rain could help the firefighters.

They're also receiving the help from American firefighters.

Currently, it is still unknown...

why the train has derailed in this densely populated area.

- Butter, please, dear. Thank you. - Okay.

Do you want some jam too?

Yes, I do.

High school is better than before, huh?

Are you going to class?

How are you, hobos?

Any good hobo can do this.

Can you do that too?

And how are you? How was the sport?

I like athletic girls.

You come to the wrong place.

Me, I hate to run and have zero stamina.

And you, George? I bet you are an athlete.

- Mmm. - Mmm.

All right, we understand.

Do you want to chill with me at home later?

No, I can't. My dad would kill me.

I'm grounded.

You can't go out in the evening,

but he doesn't know your afternoon schedule.

Everything is allowed in the afternoon.

Yes, but it's also a matter of trust.

Oh, shut up.

- Well said. - "Scary cat", that's it.

We meet in an hour?

In an hour.

Huh, old sailor.

Take care of yourself.

See you later.

I do not know.

Look, what I have here.

Show me.

Okay, girls, we would like to introduce you to a friend of ours: Sacha Gray.

I see that for the first time.

A little nympho, but very nice.

Shit, that makes me feel better immediately.

Just to hear her moaning, I get a stiff.

Well yes, I see that.

But, I don't see anything.

- Maybe, it's too small. - Oh, yeah?

It's true that guys can immediately judge if a girl has big breasts.

But, we don't see anything.

- You have to ask. - That's not fair.

- As I said. - What are you doing?

- He loves that. - What?

Okay, here goes.

All right.

Oh, shit! Oh!

Don't look at me.

Here.

Stop.

- And there, you feel free. - But, your stiffness is gone now.

Well, you can not have everything.

It's a mania at home. But now, doldrums?

As General de Gaulle used to say:

"In cold winter, don't put the penis in the air."

Go on, get up and turn around.

I want to see that in all 360 angles.

- All right, then extra for you. - But, don't do the helicopter, man.

Here.

You see?

Enough laugh.

Okay.

Are you all alone here?

Yes. My mother went to Morocco for nine months.

And she left you here all alone?

Why? Are you a spy?

No, I'm just asking.

It's weird.

It looks like a country house here. And it is the right house.

Originally, my family lived here.

Since my parents got divorced, I live here with my mother.

We don't have the money for an apartment in the city.

- Oh yes? - Yes.

And where is your father now?

We are not getting along. I prefer to be here than with him.

I see him on weekends when I can not avoid.

I'm thirsty. Do you have some juice?

Yes, yes, yes, yes.

There's olive oil in the fridge.

Shut up.

The air is really dry.

I'm also going to find something to drink.

What a dog!

Laetitia is really ugly.

Where does that come from?

You're an ass to say something like that.

She is not ugly at all.

In addition, she has a scooter and she's up for everything.

Even on her scooter, she is still ugly.

And so what?

But, you are hot.

She is ugly.

You are sexy.

Has anyone ever told you that you are sexy?

Do you want to smoke?

Don't you want to warm me up a little?

Come on.

I'm cold.

Come over here.

There you go.

Give me your hand.

Do you want to go inside?

Come on, let's go.

Let's get away from this rain.

I think I'd better go.

Yet, it's still raining.

You can leave whenever you want.

I prefer to watch.

I'm telling you how I feel.

Incidentally, Gabriel, he's like me.

It's enough for me, I can not do more.

It seems normal to me.

Need to blow off some steam.

Always welcome, Gen 16. Session in progress now at 5 Vignes Road.

Perfect.

Papa?

- Dad. - Hello, sweetie.

- How's it going? - Good.

Hello, my dear little brother.

How are you?

What time is Mom coming home?

Uh...

8 p.m., 9 p.m. I don't really know.

Do you want me to make dinner?

Oh, yes, that would be cool.

Yes.

Wanna make dinner? Let's go.

Come on.

Come on, my little sweetie.

- Yes. - Mom.

No, little kitten. Little kitten, little kitten.

Take your little mouse.

The little mouse, the little mouse.

You play with it. We won't be long.

Attack, attack, attack, attack!

You're looking for trouble, pal!

- Attack! - Wait, wait, wait!

- What? -Two seconds. Telephone.

Telephone?

No, nothing.

Time to go, damn it.

Hey, you are annoying.

Oh!

Sacred piece.

- What's this? - Uh...

It's my hamster. My father does not want it anymore.

- I can understand. It's ugly. - You want it?

Take it, Alex.

- No, you take it. - I don't have room at home.

Then you would finally have a woman in your palace.

- Should I take it? - Definitely.

- Yes, take it. - Mm-hm.

If my parents agree, maybe, I can take it.

It's so cute. Where did you get it?

- George gave it to me. - Cool.

"Y así,

"del poco dormir y del mucho leer,

"se le secó el cerebro,

"de manera que vino a perder el juicio."

Who wants to translate that?

Anyone?

George, please.

Um...

"From so little sleep and so much reading,

"his brain has fried, dried up,

"causing him to lose his mind."

Well.

Cervantes says, he has lost his mind.

What exactly does that mean?

That he is crazy?

He is crazy, very good.

He is crazy.

Don Quixote...

has lost contact with what is real,

with reality.

But in Cervantes' book, "Don Quixote",

there is a very important character.

What is his name? Yes?

Uh, Sancho?

His name is Sancho, Sancho Panza. Very well.

He is a simple man,

fat,

and ridiculous...

on his donkey.

But, Sancho Panza...

is as crazy...

as Quixote.

He had finished his training as a train conductor,

and worked for CFF Switzerland for one year.

His body was found last night, severely mutilated in a crushed motor.

Jean-Christophe Sauterelle, the press officer...

- I'm going out for a moment. - Where are you going?

Do not worry, I'll be back for dinner.

I'll put Gaspar in the playpen.

Hey, how are you?

Your father had to leave again?

Where is he this week?

In Cassis, I think.

He was furious.

He left this morning, and he'll be back Friday.

You're lucky, your parents let you go out anytime.

Thank you. Yeah.

By the way, did he call you?

Well, what do you think?

Are you close to Gabriel?

Not really.

When we were little, we often played together.

Since his father had an accident six months ago,

he has withdrawn.

I did not know you were neighbors.

He just checked me out.

Oh, yes?

Shall we go over to him?

Oh, no. I can ensure you,

Gabriel is really boring. There's nothing to see.

- Believe me. - Come on.

Aren't you even curious?

Sure, I am curious.

Gabriel!

Gabriel!

Hey, Gabriel!

Hello, Gab.

Hello.

What are you doing?

Stuff.

Oh, yeah? Like what?

What do you mean?

Well, what are you doing?

Music.

Oh, yeah?

- You see, that's interesting. - Yes.

I did not know that.

Can we come in and listen to it?

Alright?

Hello, madame.

- Hello. - Hello.

What's the answer?

- Hello. - Hello.

- Hello. - Hello.

It's the same exercise.

You have two circles in a circle.

I have some adjustments to make.

Well?

Still making some adjustments.

It won't work as is.

Can I see what you already have?

You see, it works.

Can you turn your music down, Gabriel?

Gabriel!

That's it.

Hey, Gabriel, I am really impressed.

I didn't know you had it in you.

That sounds awesome.

I wouldn't go that far.

If you knew how it is with us.

My dad seems cool,

but music means to play "For Elise" on the guitar, okay?

At least, it's Beethoven and not Tryo.

It's okay.

In any case, I think you are a genius.

Can you send it to me when it's done?

You want it?

Yeah, absolutely.

Who is this?

Not bad, eh?

- Yes. - Yes.

- Does he go to school here? - No, not anymore.

He works in Bayonne.

Hello.

- Hello. - Hello.

I'm going to the bathroom. We meet in Spanish class?

- Yes. - See you.

What time are you off?

- 16H. - Me too.

Go home together?

Okay.

Do you want to come over for some juice?

No, I can't. I promised my mother to help her.

The mezzanine and the bathroom have to be done together.

Exactly. But, I think...

Supple, graceful, cat-like,

here on the mat in Madrid,

Alina Kabaeva, from Russia, for her ball routine.

George Missed Calls (7)

I already mentioned her outrageous outfit...

- Hello. - How are you?

- Good. And you? - Alright.

Yes, sorry. My phone's been acting weird.

I don't know what's going on.

I found it weird that you didn't respond to my calls and messages.

You exaggerated a little, didn't you?

I was worried.

Worried about what?

Did you think that a bear kidnapped me?

No, I thought you were avoiding me.

No, why?

I do not know.

Do you want to go see a movies tonight?

No, I don't feel like going out.

And besides,

I'm watching a gymnastic on TV.

That's pretty cool.

Look, if you don't want to see me, just say it.

No, it's not that.

Do you want to sleep over tonight?

It's not that easy to get there alone.

Right. Shit.

But, could you pick me up?

I'd be happy to do that, but Nikita punctured my tire. So...

Crap!

Maybe, I could skate over.

I don't like doing that at night, but it might work.

I'll wait until my parents go to bed and then I'll come.

Okay?

- Okay. - Cool.

Cool, but be careful. It's dangerous at night.

You don't know me. I'm an Amazon.

Okay, it's cool.

- See you later then. - See you later.

Hey, Niki.

What's up, man?

Hey, can you come over to my house?

Do you know what you could do?

No.

Stay here for a few days.

Are you kidding?

No, I'm not kidding.

More!

You ass, hands off!

We're gonna set this place on fire!

I don't guarantee it

Come on. Say it.

Ah, hello!

Hello.

It was open.

Oh, you crushed one of my balls.

Sorry. Damn, you came fast.

Niki will stay here because it's a bit of a mess at his house.

That's nice of you.

He sleeps with his brothers.

He might enjoy my palace.

And what about the hamster?

Laeti gave it to me.

Her father was gonna put him in the microwave.

I see.

Do you want the bong?

Hi, Mom.

Yeah.

Good. And you?

Everything cool?

Cool.

The weather is nice?

Yes.

Yes, everything is cool here.

How many girls have you slept with?

What?

How many girls have you had?

I do not know.

So many you've lost count?

Yes.

Like, at least 15?

Yes, at least.

Tada!

Mm.

Hm-mm.

Well, mine is terrible.

I'm not that skilled.

No, it's cool.

No, the flowers are too far apart.

Then add more.

Yours is really beautiful.

You should make one for Alex's on Saturday.

There's a party.

Oh, yes?

Don't you guys talk?

Did you dump him?

You dumped him.

Poor guy!

You didn't even give him a week.

I think that's a mistake. He is really handsome.

Don't get excited. He thinks you're ugly.

I told him he was a stupid asshole.

He and Nikita are so hoodwinked gays.

Bet they blow each other off watching gymnastics.

Losers.

Mm. Ooh.

- All right, Laeti? - Yes.

I'm fine, but I'm cold.

Do you have a sweater I could wear?

Yes, in my room.

Okay, cool.

Hold on.

It's a mess. I'll help you find it.

How are you?

Here, try this one.

Yes, that's cool.

Ye, thank you. It's perfect.

Wait, just, um...

Do you like cotton?

I find it itchy a bit.

Or?

I think you think I'm ugly?

What are you talking about?

Do you think I would be hard if I found you ugly?

You have beautiful eyes.

And a really nice mouth.

You remind me of an actress from the 80's, I forget her name.

- Oh, yes? - Hm.

Feels like a rotten thing to do to George.

You think too much.

When she snaps her fingers, 10 men are at her feet.

You turn me on so hard.

I want to stick my dick in your pussy.

I bet your pussy is very soft.

Alex,

I'm still a virgin.

- You are not. - But, I am.

I'm flattered.

Do you feel how flattered I am?

What are you doing here?

I do not know. Laeti said you're having a party.

I figured we could talk here.

I don't know.

Did I say or do something wrong, Alex?

I just do not understand, seriously, man.

I asked you if you avoided me,

but you denied it, and you're doing it now.

You invited me to spend the night here.

You asked me, right?

Well, yeah, but...

You seemed sad.

I beg your pardon?

I did not want you to feel sad.

Seriously, George.

I do not have the energy to deal with you now.

And honestly,

I don't desire to do so.

You should leave.

Do you have a condom?

- A what? - A condom.

No, I'm sorry.

Hey, cutie.

So, what's going on?

Did you have a bad day?

I have what you need. Hold on.

This is...

the best medicine in the whole world.

I'll give you just one for now.

After that, you decide, huh?

That's right.

Thank you.

And hop.

What do you mean, you couldn't find a condom?

I told you, nobody had one.

But don't worry. Nothing can happen.

We're not a high-risk group.

- Do you like little kittens? - Man, you're annoying with your cats.

- I don't like look at them. - What do you have against cats?

- They make me sleepy. - Come on, they're cute..

Oh, yeah, okay. You change the mood.

- Exactly. - Ah, I agree.

I like blonde, Californian bimbos. Look at them!

I feel better when I watch her.

I understand that absolutely.

- Let's watch the big one. - George, put this on.

- That's what George did. - Not bad, right?

Yes, that is super.

Well done, George. Thank you.

I'm sorry about the cat video.

- This is better, right? - Yeah.

Seriously. What?

Huh? It's better.

Do you want to play a game?

- Yes? - What kind of a game?

You'll see.

You want to play a game?

- Anyone? - Yes.

But, let me warn you, it's not for losers.

It is similar to "truth or dare",

but with only "dare". Just like that.

- Up for it? - Oh, really?

Are you sure?

- What? For real? - Are we still in kindergarten?

- Yes, that's right. - It's a joke

Come on, let's do it.

We can warm up a bit.

A little contact, between friends.

I don't really need more contact.

- There can not be enough contact. - Oh, yes.

Come on, Julia. Let's do it.

No, go ahead. Don't let me stop you.

It's just a game. It's good.

Just let the pants down, and play along.

Look at her sexy shorts.

And her tight ass. Julia!

Julia, we'll have fun without you.

- Ciao. - Without you!

Where is Laetitia?

Upstairs with Alex.

Oh!

Oh!

- Now, she is on the 12th! - Oh!

But, you have to do that, too. Guys, a little more action!

Do you want to do it too?

Come on.

- Show them something! - Oh, oh!

Oh!

- Are you serious? - She's hot.

Come on, come on!

- Go on! - Oh!

This game is amazing.

Who taught you that?

I taught myself, dummy!

We have to find a name for it.

It's like a big bang.

All the magic explodes there.

The Bang Gang.

Ah, that's awesome.

The Bang Gang.

- Sounds great. - Yes.

I always wanted my first time to be special.

But, that was pretty special, right?

And you have it on video.

No, I mean a first time like no one has ever had.

I'm sorry to disappoint you, but no matter what,

the first time is never really too exciting.

Unless we do something with the video.

What? You want to show it at school?

Careful, you'll have a fan club.

No, stupid.

I'm thinking of making it a secret, only selected people are allowed to see.

Maybe, I'm a little weird.

It would be anonymous.

I don't wanna be the new Paris Hilton.

Or with a fake name.

Don't worry about that.

Unlike Paris Hilton, it's not possible for Laetitia Martin to sell dreams.

Asshole.

- Alright, man? - Good, you?

Okay.

What happened here?

The hamster wreaked havoc.

Damn, are you serious, girl?

I never thought you would betray me like this.

You are completely crazy.

Didn't you tell me, you don't give a shit?

You're sick.

You're gonna move into my house next?

You should have been honest with me.

Stop playing the princess!

Shut up, you stupid bitch!

What if someone from school sees this?

- Your big dick? - No, seriously.

What if someone from school sees it?

You really are a computer jerk.

Huh?

I'll explain to you.

You set up a password.

And only the people who know that password will have access.

Only people looking for porn will find this site anyway.

Do you really believe they'll tell the school administration?

- Don't know. It's sick. - Yes.

But, we could charge a fee for accessing the site.

We can make billions with that, you understand?

- What? - Like those Facebook guys.

Wow!

- You're really onto something. - Yeah.

We'll be multi-billionaires, dude.

- A brilliant idea! - Or a shitty idea!

Porn is free.

And you will be rich with porn?

You are 40 years too late. Any more start-up ideas?

You think you are Mark Zuckerberg or something?

He certainly didn't take as many pills as you did.

So, what we can do is...

create a Playtime account, a hashtag "Bang Gang",

and anyone can post their photos, not just us.

It shouldn't be just two perverts jerking off.

Everyone can do it too.

Ah, yes.

So you're taking an ethical approach?

Charming!

Okay, playtime it is.

Frankly, they are old enough to post their own pictures.

Let me do that.

This is the worst train accident in France for 25 years.

Earlier reports confirm six dead and dozens wounded,

of which, nine are in critical condition.

For more, we go to our correspondent, Richard Place.

Six wagons derailed, one of them is still on the tracks.

The impact was powerful, according to witnesses.

The train was literally split in half.

To rescue the 370 passengers,

the prefecture has immediately put into place an emergency plan.

More than 300 firefighters are mobilized,

and are always on the scene.

Good night, Dad.

Good night, Laetitia.

This one is cool.

Yes. Lots of likes.

- How are you, guys? - Yes, good. And you?

How are you, Niki?

- Hello. - Hello.

How's going?

- Good. And you? - Mm-hm.

Tell me,

Gaia asks if you're gonna have a Bang Gang again?

What's happening to you, Xabi?

You think you're king of underpants, just showing your weenie once?

Maybe, I'll do one next week.

The first one went very well, everyone seemed to enjoy it.

- You can come if you want. - Cool, thanks.

Come on, Gabriel.

Don't knock?

You can also do it alone.

Yes, I can. But, it'll go faster if you help.

Will you help me, please?

We must try to live a normal life again.

That's right, keep telling yourself ​​we can get back to normal.

Listen, Gabriel, if you have any constructive idea, I'll take it.

Careful. Gently.

There.

It's alright, I'll do it.

- You're sure? - Yes, sure.

Thanks.

Thank you.

Do you think what I think?

Downright!

Bang gang at the house, kids? Now or never.

LOVE

All alone with my mom.

Hey, don't cheat!

- Roll a bottle, guys. - ‎Come on.

Let's get started.

You, I like you.

Don't worry.

It's cool how you are in me.

Damn!

Man, are you crazy? What are you doing?

- A facial. - What?

Seriously, man?

Girls usually get paid for that!

Hello, Mom?

Yeah, how are you?

It's great to hear your voice.

Of course, I miss you.

Yes, Niki is here all the time.

And many friends come by too. No, I'm not alone.

Yes.

No, it's really cool.

Hello?

Hello?

Mom, can you hear me?

Hello?

Damn, what a shit!

Gabriel?

Do you want to come over?

It's a bit complicated right now, Laetitia.

It's good, but you don't have to be rude.

I didn't say no.

Why don't you go to the Bang Gangs?

I'm not sure.

What?

No, nothing.

- What? - Nothing. Forget it.

Are you gay?

No, I'm not gay, Laetitia.

And besides, what would that change?

Where is the problem then?

I'm not a fan of groups.

I'm not into groups.

- It's not my thing. - Mm.

Yes, I know what you mean.

Me neither, group is not my thing. It does not appeal to me.

But, I feel super alive.

Super free.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.

Next time Alex does one, we could go together if you want.

You're not going with George?

She'll be there. But, we're not talking.

She is hysterical

That's a pity, you were really close.

Mm.

Yes?

Yes, okay, I'm coming.

I'm coming.

My mother needs me. Thank you.

If Mom calls you, then you must go.

That's classy.

How long you're gonna torture me with this piece?

Do I hassle you about what you do during the day?

You don't want to come to Alex's house?

It's so stupid that we don't talk. Bang Gang is going on at Alex's.

See you there? I miss you. It's now or never.

George.

I'm sorry about Alex. I really did not understand.

George!

You refuse to talk to me?

This is how you react?

I want to make peace, and this is how you react?

Fuck.

Damn, your stuff is really shit.

It doesn't want to go high.

But, I can not help that.

That's such a shame. I want to feel really good now.

Wait a little bit.

- I'll make you feel good. - Hm?

And you'll make me feel good.

We'll make each other feel good, both of us.

Feel good forever.

And we could make everyone else feel good too.

Yeah, I like that.

You are like a nuclear power plant...

that generates the energy of happiness inside.

You want to turn people into suns.

Warmth.

Happiness.

Warmth-happiness.

- Whoo! - Come on, guys, let's go!

- That's right. - We'll make each other feel good.

- Know what to do? - Yeah.

- We all have super powers, you know? - Super powers?

Just wait. I'm gonna irradiate joy on you.

You'll feel the warmth.

- Oh! - The warmth in your body.

Feel the heat! Feel the warmth and happiness!

No, I distribute happiness one at a time, go away.

I'm next.

It's hot, right?

Yes.

What are you doing here, George?

And you, since the last time I saw you?

Close your eyes.

Close your eyes.

I know what you need.

George.

Damn it, Gabriel, let yourself go.

Just once.

Thank you for walking me home.

Don't mention it.

What was that you did in the house when I last saw you?

- The Beat Style. - The what?

- The Beat Style. - What's that?

Never mind.

You are really pretty.

Thank you.

- Look at this. - What?

- I'll make it bigger. - Wait, what is that?

- It's not me. - Is this YouTube?

- Yes. - Yes.

Fuck. Look, Niki. - What the hell!?

What the fuck?

Some idiot uploaded a video of George to YouTube.

It was not me.

- Is that you? - Yes, it's you, man!

Come on, no point to deny it.

Hey, are there others?

Don't be so shocked, man.

- Are there others? - I don't know.

You saw what happened at Alex's.

Everyone filmed there.

That was not meant for YouTube.

Maybe not for YouTube.

But, it's on there now.

- It's disgusting. - It's not cool.

Mm-hm.

- Why did you do that? - Seriously now?

I'll throw coins at you, bitch!

It's clear! Perverts, stop looking.

- Really, how can you be so perverted? - Do you enjoy it?

Come on, Gaspard.

Hello.

What are you doing here?

You do not answer your phone. So, I came over.

Do you know there are videos and photos of you online?

Doesn't that bother you?

But, what do you want me to do?

I'm not gonna go to the police.

It's no different than the pictures that everybody else posts?

- It sucks, really. - There is a difference, George,

between group sex among idiots...

and a girl getting railed by a bunch of dudes.

Don't you get it?

Do you realize it will be on the internet for life?

You'll always be Miss Warmth and Joy,

who was so high that all--

I'll find out who posted the videos and photos.

Maybe, they'll take them down.

If they don't, it's a disaster.

You smell good.

Do you think it'll be all right?

I don't know.

Can you feel it?

What?

Can't you feel...

the energy flowing between us?

You are really crazy.

Yes, I feel it.

Is it just me, or has something special happened between us?

I can't stop thinking about it.

I hope I didn't mess up everything.

Yes, take the page down.

It's a miracle they didn't find out.

They're not the brightest, but still, should not be pushed.

I think it's better if you go home.

And take that stinky hamster with you.

Alex?

Alex?

Are you there?

Alex?

Alex?

He's over there.

Did you put George on YouTube?

No, man, I did not.

- Why did you do that? - I didn't do it.

Do you realize, on YouTube, everyone can see it.

Do you want the whole school to call her a slut just for pennies?

So, shut up! You take it down!

If it's still online when I get home,

I'll fuck you up tomorrow!

I'll fuck you up good!

Thanks.

Here, you can see the molecular structure of chloromethine.

With its nitrogen molecule here,

surrounded by carbon and chlorine.

Chloromethine, from chlorine.

The molecule is mainly used in industry--

What is that?

Warmth and happiness, right?

I'm warning you. Just shut the fuck up.

Dipshit!

Ah!

I'm a bit concerned about this lesion here.

It looks like a chancre sore.

What's that?

A symptom of syphilis,

a sexually-transmitted disease,

which is quite rare now, but can still occur.

Have you had unprotected sex?

You can not tell me how many partners you've had recently?

I don't know.

With the Bang Gang, I don't know.

I can't remember.

What do you mean by "Bang Gang"?

Uh, evening parties we have, no big deal.

And what do you do at these parties?

Can I have one?

Yes, go ahead.

Thank you.

One misfortune always seems to follow another...

to Santiago de Compostela.

Yet another train derailed in the county yesterday.

Yes, hello?

Yes, I'll put him on.

Yes?

Yes, this is he.

Pardon?

Yes, that's good. He'll be there.

Thank you. Goodbye.

- Here, can you help me, please? - Of course.

The hospital is testing your whole school for syphilis.

Your appointment is on Friday.

Just so you know, if you have anything to say,

I prefer hear it from you, not a doctor.

What? I did not understand.

If you have something to say,

I would like to hear from you, not a doctor.

- What are you talking about. - What is going on?

I don't know.

The events concerning E, which are not A.

So, one can say that every result in part A...

realizes event A.

So, what is an elementary event?

An elementary event...

is the part of E...

that contains only one outcome.

You can die from it.

Or go insane.

Apparently, many 19th century writers died from it.

Look.

Baudelaire, Nietzsche,

Van Gogh.

Mm.

Do you really believe people can still die from it now?

Even AIDS no longer kills people, Laeti.

‎Relax and put the phone down.

Worst case, you'll never have an orgasm again.

How old are you, Gabriel?

Sixteen.

Sixteen.

Seventeen.

Almost eighteen.

How many partners have you had?

One.

Just one.

Zero.

I'm virgin.

Three or four.

Roughly.

You have gonorrhea.

We'll give you one dose for the treatment, Gabriel.

You will get well quickly.

The good news is, you tested negative for syphilis.

Not all your friends are so lucky.

You know, the orgies themselves are not that shocking.

You have sex. Fine. So what?

But, it's so profoundly mediocre.

What are these shitty reports between you?

Are you all interchangeable?

Boys are dildos and girls are vessels.

Is that freedom for you?

Some kids start a revolution,

but you, you want to fuck as much as possible.

Seriously, is this the best time to fuck?

Stop this bullshit! It's over!

- What are you doing? - I've had it!

- These are my things! - You go to boarding school.

- You leave Monday. - No, stop it.

- What are you doing? Stop it! - This is it for you.

- Hands off! - You go to boarding school!

- You're crazy. - I want you gone!

I don't want to see you!

- But that's not gonna help! - Give me your phone.

- Give me your phone! - You're crazy. No!

- Give it to me! - No!

Go ahead!

- You're sick, you're crazy! - You make me sick!

What are you doing? What are you doing, bitch?

With the syphilis and the Bang Gangs,

which seemed natural to us,

turned into an epic school scandal.

But that week, the heat wave came,

and our scandal was yesterday's news.

Me?

I had nothing more to do here.

What?

You look mischievous.

I am happy to be here.

I met up with my mother in Morocco,

just before summer break.

She knew about what happened, of course, but...

never said a word about it.

George.

I often imagined ways I could've treated her better.

I never saw neither Alex, nor Gabriel, nor George again.

That whole part of my life seems like a distant interlude.

So extreme, so intense,

and so brutal, that sometimes I wonder if it was real.

A shot of penicillin, and bam!

No more syphilis.

A pill and bam!

No more baby.

A modern fairytale.

Come on, Laetitia, let's go.

I was afraid to be sad after the abortion, but no.

The hormones were gone in one swoop.

And the haze and the fatigue that had crept up,

instantly lifted.

Suddenly, I had my body...

and my freedom back.

That summer, every day,

the radio announced the death of old people.

And every week, we heard a train was derailed.

Appropriately, it felt like the end of the world.

No more bad reputation in school and the city.

No more boys talking about Warmth & Joy.

Just the future that belonged to us again.

I feel like I have experienced...

the implosion of an unstable system...

that was far bigger than all of us.

A system that has collapsed,

in order to rebuild better.