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alarm clock

Groovy music

...

- My mom, it's my sun.

In the morning, she gets up first because she always has a lot to do.

First, a squeezed lemon juice, to start the day well.

To fill up with vitamins, and always look good.

Then,

A yoga session on the grass, to keep fit and stay hot.

It's time to take care of the flowers. She puts all her heart into it.

...

My mom is beautiful.

...

My mom is tender.

...

Fly

...

My mom is sweet.

His job is to cook:

starters, dishes, sweet desserts.

...

On the Net, she has a dazzling fame,

because his recipes are super appetizing.

But my mom, it is especially the queen of the snack

and breakfast.

- No, Arthur,

do not play at the table.

- I have a meeting at 9am, fucking shit!

- Big words! Two of a sudden.

- Oh... - Put your money

in the box...

- It's disgusting ! What?

- Then...

- That's not a big word.

- Oh yes. - No. Shit, yes.

Do not shit. Or annoying, too. - Stopped.

It's ugly, my love. Do not say that.

You told her that you wrote a poem about me?

He was very inspired. It's ass-cul

but super cute.

You read your dad's poem,

honey ?

- Before going to work, Mom gives us our afternoon tea.

- You have everything ? Your sneakers? Your calculator? Your notebook?

- Thank you. Right away.

- Right away.

- Dad will eat it on his job.

I'll eat it at recess,

in front of all the disgusting friends.

Klaxon

More...

- It's nothing, that, we do not care. Come. Hello.

- My mom spoils me and cuddles me.

- Kisses, my kitten. - Kisses.

- Have fun, my cat. See you tonight.

- It's a treasure and a poem.

My mom that I like.

- Go, quickly, quickly!

Quick, otherwise I close.

Crying baby

...

-

Come on, cheese!

- CHEESE !

- Odette, your baba is beautiful. I'm proud of you.

- Oh ! Crotch!

- Oh, flute. - But it's completely missed.

- No, he's not missed. - Yes it is.

- He is cute. Singular.

- I followed your directions to the letter.

- In the kitchen, we do not make a recipe. It must be appropriated.

Are you saying that you are

in a place of creation.

Come on, let go.

Do you say that ... that cooking,

it's like life.

It must surprise us.

- That is true.

- Yes.

School ringing

Hmm ...

We forget

the desserts, we stay on social networks.

For you,

it's better, Mrs. Picard.

Cries of children

The bell rang...

Good ... Bon appetite to all.

See you next week. - See you next week.

Brouhaha of children

- Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! Oh !

Slowly !

It's worse than a herd of oxen.

Oh oh !

They would walk on us all. Gently, the Pokémon!

I know where you live, huh!

You'll see, the crappy one, it'll be mine again.

Oh no, I do not think so. No...

It's not possible. Serious?

New jeans. Your mother is going to smash me.

- I'm bald.

- You speak on another tone.

At once.

What did you do there? You pick up this bag.

I will count to 3. Okay?

A... - Pff.

- You have to hold them, otherwise ... - We get eaten.

- Exactly.

Darling!

Wait for me ! Darling!

Wait for me !

Intriguing music

...

- What happened to you,

my titi? - Nothing.

- Have you been jostled?

- No, I fell.

- Did you fall? Alone ?

Huh?

You got hurt ? - It's okay.

- Show me. - I'm fine, I tell you!

My bag, it's rotten!

He is all torn now!

- It does not matter, that. We'll buy another one, my cat.

Anyway ,

it's junk. Look at this.

Come.

That was today, school? - Hmm, hmm.

- You worry about nothing.

- I'm his mother. I feel it.

- Oh, poor little baby

to his mother.

- We will speak again

when will you have children? - Speak no misfortune.

- It was weird. It's as if...

if he wanted to hide me Something.

Stop making fun of me. - But not at all.

Hide what? Arthur is doing very well, it shows.

Otherwise, he would tell us about it. - Fanny, it was sublime.

- But you're here, you.

I had you zapped. - And I'm not kidding.

I can ? - Of course.

- One of the best desserts of my life.

- Like every time we eat here.

- It changes me to eat well.

- Nice, that, my love.

Super stylish.

You had to play with Fanny, to college.

Rather than flirt with me.

You would have been

a cock in paste.

- Why ?

- Because your religion is your son and your husband. And in that order.

- What about you?

- Zubrówska.

alarm clock

Groovy music

...

- Stupid, for your control. Kisses, my cat.

- It's not true ?

- Last month, his watch disappears. 15 days ago, his Nike.

- Mine is his pocket money who flies away.

And he's a real radinou. - We racket them, what?

- The other day, he was taking a bath,

I saw a blue on his thigh.

- You mean to hit him? It's horrible !

You realize, the gravity of the trick?

It's horrible. Frankly, it's horrible.

Funny music

...

- "" First signs: the child is shut up and speaks less. ""

"" We can also find

"" wounds, bruises on the body. ""

...

Arthur? - Yeah?

- Since when do you lock yourself for your bath?

- What ? You too, shut yourself up. And dad too.

- We are adults. Come on, open me.

- You're annoying.

- Sorry ?

What am I ? I misheard.

OK for you to have intimacy,

but without getting locked up. Including ?

- Yes... - Good.

It's the war of kisses!

- It's the war of prouts!

- Look at this! An hour in there. You're all wrinkled.

Funny music

...

- What are you looking at ?

- Nothing. There is an epidemic

chickenpox, at school. - I already had it.

You do not remember ? - Yes, it's true.

Come on, teeth and in bed.

Computer crash

- Oh no. Oh no. No, no, no, no, no ... Ah!

- What is happening ?

- I do not understand. I uninstalled 4 antivirus,

emptied 450 gigas,

rebooted in safe mode and update the BIOS.

- You are a computer pro. - Computers are my hobby.

Alarm

...

- It does not bother you

if I take a look? - Well, do it.

Good, what to do ...

It crashed.

I dunno. I know...

It crashes unexpectedly,

like the guys. - But I do not believe it!

- Yes Yes. I had a few lovers.

- I do not believe it !

- Yes, I assure you. A Turk.

But a sublime body. He let me down

like an apple, that one.

- Oh, the little bastard. - That, you said it, yes.

* - They were 3. A band of 3 boys. Do you see?

My baby was tasting, they steal her pie.

* One of 3 boys even eaten it under his eyes.

My pie. You realize ?

* - And? - But what?

- That's all ? Did he just steal his pie?

- Hmm.

* Resume like that, it may sound a little weak

but I swear to you, the scene was super violent.

* - Good, listen, I'll talk to him tonight, OK? OK?

- Thank you. * - Come on, kisses. Ciao.

- So ?

So ?

- That's what I thought, There is no need to worry.

- With you, there's never a problem to be done.

- These boys are Arthur's friends.

They bet their snack, Arthur lost,

they have recovered their due. End of the story. Point.

- And you, you believed it?

- Of course. Why no ?

- I know my son. These 3 boys are not friends with him, that's it.

- I know you want to do your best,

but even if you're right, if these 3 boys annoy Arthur,

we have to let Arthur manage. Like a big.

- Like a big ? - Well yes, like a big one.

We must leave him a little space, to the little one.

It is true, you choke it a little, what?

- You know what ? It has been a long time that I have heard nothing so stupid.

Good night.

Funny music alarm clock

... ...

- It's adorable, your visits.

But you do not feel obligated.

- It's a pleasure, Mrs. Picard. - That's it.

Hashtag take me for a jug.

- Sorry ?

- A woodcock. A teube.

I'm not that stupid.

- Mrs. Picard, sorry. I like you very much.

But no, I'm not here for you.

- Bah I understood.

- I'm here for my son. - I understood.

- Boys are ruining her life. I want to be sure.

So, I investigate.

- Ah ...

- You want to see ?

- Oh ! Chic, yes.

A little action! Owl.

- Here.

The little one with the yellow jacket? - Yes ?

- It's him, it's Arthur. -It has a good boil.

How old is he ? - He is 9 years old.

He is in CM2.

- Oh there ! Oh there... - What?

- A big all naughty snatched his snack.

- Huh? What?

Oh no ...

It starts again !

- We pick up where we were

before recess. So in 1957.

1957.

Someone knocked.

Excuse me . I come again.

Yes ?

Shout

(-Arthur had his pie stolen.) (-Sorry ?)

(-Arthur, my son, your student,)

(he had his piece of pie stolen.)

(-Yes.)

(I'm not used to getting involved stories of my son,)

(but it's the 2nd time in 2 days that I see that.)

(It makes me feel very uncomfortable.)

(I would not like to miss a more serious incident.)

(You understand ?)

(There is so much going on at school :)

(the drug, the racket,)

(prostitution...)

(We are in primary school, but that does not reassure me.)

(-I understand your concern,)

(Mrs. Frobert)

(But it's your first child. Do you know what we are going to do?

(In a first step, we do not interfere, and we see.)

(-You do not want to tell me who is the little big thief?

(-We do not interfere and we see)

(how does it evolve, okay?) (-Okay.)

(-Okay ?) (-Okay.)

(That's fine, Mrs. Frobert. And especially ... motus.)

(-I understood.)

Funny music

...

- Oh ... Hello.

- Hello, Mrs. Bouboul.

- Boutboul. - Ah, Boutboul.

Sorry.

I am Mrs. Frobert, Arthur's mom. Our sons are

in the same school.

You would have 2 small minutes? - Of course yes.

- Without making tons, there is a concern between our two sons.

Hugo is

probably too big ... Gourmand.

Sorry .

I saw him steal my son's snack, two times.

- Who is it...

- And it was rather violent. And I weigh my words, Mrs. Bouboul.

Boutboul, sorry. Excuse me.

- Hugo!

Hugo!

Come here, my treasure.

Come here 2 sec.

- Hello Madam.

- Hello, my big one. My little.

- Hugo, treasure, do you know

a certain Arthur ...

Grobert?

- No, Frobert. - Arthur Frobert?

- No.

- Yes, he is in CM2, with Miss Lanoix.

- I do not see, no.

- Bah ...

No. That's ... well. Thank you Madam.

Goodbye.

- Wait!

Hugo, I saw you

steal his snack, 2 times.

- That's true ?

- I swear it's not me.

Hugo cries.

- Here. You are content ? - But ...

- Go, blow your nose, my fat. My big.

- Oh, the liar!

- He can not defend himself alone, your offspring?

- No no no no ...

Funny music

...

It's time,

my titi. Must turn off.

What are you reading ?

Revenge ? What does it talk about ?

- It's a hero who takes revenge

bad peoples. - Ah. Would you like revenge on someone?

- Why do you ask me this ?

- No, like that, for nothing.

You show me ?

It's horrible !

- You're too sensitive.

- No, do not read this, you will have nightmares.

He sighs.

Come on, sleep.

We hug?

You know, with dad, we'll always be there to watch over you. Always.

You're our darling son, and we love you for eternity.

- What does it mean, for eternity ?

- Eternity means that ...

this love can not stop so much he is tall.

He has no end.

Soft music

...

- Have fun, sweetie. - Okay.

Groovy music

...

(-Pst! Pst!)

(Well, did you understand?) I want to know everything that goes on there.)

- Okay.

But what do I earn?

- Well ... my confidence.

Or my friendship.

My consideration.

- Ah ...

- No no . . . What do you want ?

A little doll? Lego?

-30 euros.

- Huh? No sorry, I can not give you money.

You're a little girl.

I will not buy you. It would be immoral.

- Yes. - No.

- Yes Yes. - No no.

- Yes Yes. - No. No no.

- Yes ! - No !

- I tell everything to my mother, then. - All what ?

- You want me to be your informer, against money.

- It's wrong.

- Mum ! - No ! No no . Shhh ...

Oh...

Okay that's good,

I give you 30 euros.

But beware, at this price, I want a detailed account.

It will be our secret.

Okay ? - You do not forget

a little something? - Yes what ?

- The magic words. - Uh ...

Please.

Heavy music

...

Door Ah! You scared me.

- Oh, it's good, it's me. Take it easy.

- Did not we follow you?

- You take me for an amateur?

- Good go, I'm listening.

- Arthur is the head of Turkish of 3 boys.

- I felt it was jarring. - To begin,

there is Hugo Boutboul.

A large. The best student

from school.

The most greedy, too. He thinks that to eat, re-eat,

re-re-eat.

The 2nd, Maxime Lombartini, a giant

stupid, kind of teen. Repeated twice.

- Are you ok, nabot?

How are you?

He mocks.

- But he's handsome!

To finish,

the brain ,

Raphael Santoux.

In my opinion , it's a narcissistic pervert.

- I am your master, and now,

you do all I tell you to do.

It's clear ? - YES MASTER.

- Well, I'll tell you what they do to Arthur.

They make him lick the floor.

- Lick!

- Should it shine, do you hear? - Too dirty.

- They make him drink Bob's water.

- And glue, and glue, and glue, and glue

they make him eat earthworms. - Open your mouth.

- Yes, yes, if.

- Ah! Disgusting!

- And they lock him up with Justine, the one who sins.

Noisy pet

- What? But there are no supervisors? Where are they?

- No need to count on them. Forget it.

Must settle everything by oneself today.

Western music

...

We hiss.

- Hi guys.

...

You lost your language? We say hello?

- Hello Madam. - Hello.

- Anyway. I prefer that. Now, explain to me.

A problem with Arthur?

What ? Are you clogged? What's the problem

with my son ?

Hugo cries.

...

Do not do your Kevin. I'm not your mamoune.

It does not work

your number, with me.

Okay ? So ?

We will not spend hours there.

- Bah ...

It's true that ... we ...

- I ... louder.

- Sometimes, we bother him a little. - A little ?

No, but wait ...

You can not say that.

Are you kidding?

It's just your Turk's head.

Huh? Three against one, in addition!

It's shabby.

Hmm?

They would be proud, your parents ... - Oh no ! Say nothing.

- I'm not a balance.

But I will teach you a lesson:

it's too easy to blame at the weakest.

"You are right, madame. Sorry. - It is true. We really regret.

- Finished . - Why would I believe you?

- And if we give you our word?

Western music

...

- I trust you. I believe you. Counter at zero.

- Arthur, we've got it right now. We'll bother him more.

- See you.

Here, gift.

And no nonsense, huh. - Promised.

- Goodbye, Mrs. Frobert.

Fire

- What?

- As usual, his snack. And they locked him up

in his locker.

They swung the keys to the toilets,

so we had to call the guard to open him.

He was stuck for 45 minutes!

Can I have my money?

- The poor titi. They did a good job of me.

- Can I have my money? - They want war?

- My money ! - I'll make them,

these little brat!

Yes, here.

It's 50, thank you.

- Huh? In what honor ? - Bah, crisis ...

unemployment, inflation ... Life, what? Go.

She screams with rage.

- I'm going to fuck them!

(Child's voice) Good evening. It's late,

but it is very important.

It's for a duty, for tomorrow morning. I could talk

* to Raphael? - Raphael?

* A class girlfriend for a math assignment.

- Hugo? It's for you, honey.

- For you.

(Masked voice) * - I do not know what you want

but listen to me well. I know everything about you. I know

* who you are, where you are, and what you do. You, on the other hand,

you ... do not know anything about me.

You do not know where you fell, or what I'm capable. So listen ...

She coughs.

It will make you think.

I have skills

very particular, which can make me a nightmare,

for you.

* If you stop pissing off Arthur, it stops there, I leave you.

* But if you stubborn yourself

* to continue, I swear to you

that you and your little comrades,

I will pursue you, hunt you down,

to better crush you, you trample ...

I will make you sausage meat!

- That's it. Knowing that the farmer buy 6 sausages,

* the baker 2 and the mayor 9,

the butcher must have 2 kg of sausage meat.

In your face, Frobert.

* - Returns

in the kitchen, Masterchef.

- Go on, go.

- Oh...

Funny music

...

alarm clock

...

Bravo. You did

a big poo, Couic.

...

- Thank you darling.

Go.

- Works well. - Arthur?

Intriguing music

...

Hey, titi!

Think about your snack.

Your pie is delicious.

Kisses,

my cat. - Shame.

- "" Your pie

"" is delicious ... ""

- Is it delicious? - Yes. Thanks Mom.

- You're welcome, my son.

They laugh.

Funny music

...

- Go ahead, please.

...

- What is she doing ?

- Hello.

...

Intriguing music

...

Hmm ...

...

(Yes Yes Yes yes Yes . . .)

- So ?

They still annoy your little one? - Yes.

That's great, Mrs. Picard. - Oh?

- Ah ...

Yes . Yes ...

But what am I doing? - Who is that ?

- Oh no, the jug!

Oh, the pitcher! The pitcher,

the jug, the jug! Oh no, I can not see that.

- What's going on ?

- Arthur ...

Arthur! Arthur! No !

No !

Do not eat that, Arthur! Stop!

- Mistress !

Mistress !

Mistress ! - What are you doing, Marco?

No no. Stop.

- Oh . . . Oh yes, go ahead.

Just go. Food!

Heavy music

Yes go ahead.

Go ahead.

Go ahead, that's it.

Just go. Food.

Food!

Food!

...

Yes! Yes! He puffed it.

- Hmm ...

- Well done, man.

You have all eaten.

- Hugo has eaten

shit!

Bursts of laughter

...

- You've eaten shit, man!

- He shook the shit

IT HAS BEEN BURIED HE BURED FROM THE SHIT

- What did he eat? What has he eaten?

- He shook the shit

- I do not hear anything.

- He shook the shit HE BURED FROM THE SHIT

IT HAS BEEN BURIED HE BURED FROM THE SHIT

- He has eaten shit

Funny music

- Well, where are your friends?

...

What smells like that? Did you walk in the dung?

- Are you okay honey ?

- It is true, we do not hear you tonight.

- Yeah, that's fine.

- You're sure ?

- If he tells you that everything is fine.

- Well, I'll walk Couic. - Again ?

- It is necessary that someone is devoted.

Funny music Drill

Feulement

...

... Drill

... ...

When is your belt? - Bah, Saturday.

- Will you make your catch? - Which ?

- You know, your catch, there, where you did not go

tac, tac, tac?

Like this?

- O-soto-gari? Foot between the legs.

- Well do it to him, huh.

Come on, work well, my cat.

Funny music

...

- Hello, Arthur.

Hello, Mrs. Frobert. - Hello.

- Maxime, we do not hang out in front of the school. - What is she doing ?

Come on, Maxime, in the yard. - Miss Lanoix?

Kiss, cabbage.

You would have

2 minutes? - Of course.

- That's it, I ...

a bad new.

- No no no no no,

no no no no !

- Ah! Mum ! - Are you ok, Mr. Loiseau?

- Mum ...

August, 1st, 4th, 4th. . . A * i * e!

Mocking laughter

...

- This time, you will not escape.

See you later.

- Where are you going ? - Shopping. Need nothing ?

- But there's Arthur's belt today .

- Yes, I remember.

I find you there.

- Come on, Max! - Bravo!

Funny music

...

Cheers

- Inspector Gadget ? - Oh !

- Nice your look, like that. Huh?

Yeah, that's the fall of yesterday.

Fracture of the humerus rubius.

I am dead serious. I'm in pain all the time.

I sit down, I hurt. I eat, I hurt. It's horrible.

Come on, that's good, that. Go! Let's go.

We hydrate. We breathe, we take the time.

- Cheers !

- Get the ball, in their hands.

The tear. - Oh no.

- It's weird. - No...

- I'm so thirsty.

The more I drink,

the more I am thirsty. - Oh no.

- Disgusting.

Tell your mother that it's not good. - Disgust.

- You need cojones . Someone speaks Spanish?

Nobody ? You are taught what,

at school ?

Funny music

...

Whistle

That's good, sit down.

Good. . . Oh, are you listening to me?

I have something important to tell you.

Noisy pet

nausea

- Disgusting. Serious?

- I did not feel it coming, sorry. - We feel good.

...

- Horrible. - I do not know what I have,

I promise you. - Disgusting.

- Sorry . Wait...

... Wait ... Ah!

- It stinks !

Intriguing music

- Go ... Bon appetite, snotty!

- I feel so flopped.

- Oh ! - Ah ...

- Here, eat that. - What is he doing ?

- You're right, I'm hypo.

- No !

Noisy pet

Diarrhea

Stupor

- How are you, coach? - It's okay ?

Funny music

...

- This time, you will feel it pass.

...

- Come on, Max! - Come on, Max!

- Hurry up, wipe yourself.

- Well done, Max!

Well done, Max! - Wipe.

Wipe your. Yes ! Yes...

- Max?

You're so sexy. - Is something done after?

- Luck ! - If you want yes.

- She wants what ?

Romantic music

- We could make a movie. - Cool.

- Wipe.

...

Oh yes !

She's jubilant.

Funny music

...

- Max?

- It itches ?

Oh, it's scratching.

Scratching, scratching.

- Guys, it's scratching.

She laughs.

It's horrible.

Ah ... Ah ... Ah ...

...

She's screaming.

...

- You're too deg!

How could you?

Come. It dripping, plus.

- CRADO!

- CRADO!

- CRADO, CRADO

CRADO, CRADO, CRADO, CRADO

- Sorry, excuse me.

- So ? It's his turn.

- There was a crazy world at the checkouts.

How is he ? - Concentrated, sure of him.

I coached him. He will smash everything. - All the better.

Do something.

Stupor

...

But he is killing him!

- Come on, Arthur, defend yourself! Go! Hit ! Claw! Bites!

You will have it !

Here !

Yes!

He held 5 seconds.

This is his record.

- You have to be so proud of his defeats than of his victories.

And stay dignified, to the end.

Judo may not be for you.

Sometimes we think we're bad at something,

but we just got it wrong.

- You also think I'm bad.

- Oh no. No, it's the opposite. You did a great job defending yourself.

- Pff. You say that to please me.

- Listen, Arthur, I understand that you are sad and disappointed,

but it's also that, growing up.

Accept from not always to be up to it.

Must learn to lose, sometimes, in life.

Huh?

Yeah.

Hmm ...

- The orange belt, I've never had it.

- You do not have your bac, neither your license.

- But she takes that

too seriously. I tell him. You know her.

- She's merging too much. - I do not think so.

All the love, the tenderness

we give them little, It's better than nothing.

- Do you know kids? You're drunk ?

- The older I am, the more I think it's cool

to have a kid.

- He's drunk.

- There is one what is ready for the big jump.

- No. When we are married since for a moment, it's okay to think that.

- Ah, are we married?

- Hey ?

Do we have fun or have fun?

- Where do you get that from, you?

- I have my suppliers.

- We deale at Tupperware?

- Ten to one she chokes.

She's coughing.

- It's super strong.

Funny music

...

...

Adventure Music

...

Hello. Door

creaking

Intriguing music - Raphael?

Raphael, are you there, darling?

...

jingle

...

She moans.

Funny music

...

- Ouch!

Funny music

...

- And this seal, which was

under your mattress?

- Whatever ! It's not mine.

- Take us for fools! And that what is it ?

Not Marie-Jeanne? - I swear.

- Stop swearing!

For God Sake ! And that ?

That ... who's that?

It's not yours?

Oh !

- But you're not ashamed?

At your age ? Drugged and pervert!

- You're not even pubescent. - He is not even?

- Pubère. - Pubère.

- It's not mine, that!

- And liar! Private exit until further notice.

- What? - Oh !

- Rejoice that I do not deprive you

of piano.

- It's still crazy to not want to believe me.

- Small...

con!

- What?

- Oh !

Oh...

- File. I do not know what's holding me back

to stick to one, Raphael.

I restrain myself, but if I could ...

Scream of rage

Cry of anger

- So ?

- A royal peace.

Plug

- Advantage ... Frobert.

Hello.

Hello.

Groovy music

...

Intriguing music

- HELLO, MADAME FROBERT.

- Hi. Good holidays.

- Well bye.

- Are you friends with them?

- Felix goes to the mountains.

He offered to go with him.

- Huh? But no, you're leaving in colo.

- Yeah but Felix is ​​my friend.

- Be careful, and watch not late.

The monos are a little lax.

- What does that mean, lax? - They do not care a bit.

- OK, alright. - Okay ?

- Come on, kids, let's go.

- I love you. - Oh, mom ...

- No one's watching. A last.

- Come on... En route, bad company.

Goodbye. - Goodbye.

- Come on. Hop.

- Come on, sweetie.

Melancholic music

...

- I was unmasked. - Shit !

- At home, the big words ... - I know, thank you.

Here. - But the case is closed.

No more need of my services. But I have a message.

- A message ?

- The boys want a meeting

tomorrow at the toy store. - For ?

- I dunno. Enjoy the holidays

to bury the hatchet?

You scared them well.

- Yes surely. Well, how much do I owe you?

- Nothing. It's for me. - Oh ... you brave yourself, tell me.

- Commercial gesture. The demand comes from them.

- Good. Are you coming out first? - OKAY.

See you soon.

Funny music

...

...

...

- Well then, what's happening to you? Huh?

Are you tired?

Oh...

Heavy music

...

Stéphane?

Couic?

...

But what ...

But what ...

...

It's not possible.

But it's not possible !

What...

It's not possible.

...

Scream of rage

"Symphony No. 9 in D minor" (Beethoven)

...

...

Oh ! Couic?

Couic!

Where are you ? Come see mom.

Couic!

Oh . . . Oh, you're here.

Oh, baby of love. But what did they do to you?

Your little hairs of love ...

Kind of dirty little ... You've worked everything out with them.

- Hush.

My mother is upstairs. Do not tell him everything.

- Sorry, go!

- Oh. Swear word. - Shut up !

- A big word.

- Shut up. Shut up shut up, shut up shut up. Shut up !

- Re, re, re, big word.

You do not have to be vulgar. - Here! Why did you do that ?

- The law of the highest bidder.

The boys offered me to do my homework all year long.

- If you think that will always work ...

- For the moment, I'm doing a lot, right?

Rhythmic music

...

...

sizzle

Stupor

"" I've Got The Music In Me "" (The Kiki Dee Band)

...

...

...

- Hashtag new look for Couic.

- I have a service to ask you. - OKAY.

Cheese! - CHEESE!

...

- Are you alright, darling? - Yes Yes.

I'm peeing.

- Come on hurry up. - I'm coming, darling.

And put on your lifejacket.

You promise me ?

- Yes Yes.

- Hugo! Your taste, my shrimp.

- Wait for me.

- Happy holidays, my loukoum.

Mom loves you!

She loves You !

She loves you so much!

- But, we're not going to the sea?

- I ... am the chef William.

And ... I ... am your instructor for the duration of this whole stay.

Now you do not speak

only when I authorize you.

Is it understood?

- OR THE CHEF ...

- Is it understood?

- YES SIR !

- So how are we playing hard?

We are making big arms with dad and mom?

I have 10 days to square you.

If you survive ... - Excuse me ?

- Who ! Who is the ball hair who dared to interrupt me?

Your name, my big bunny? - Hugo, sir.

- OKAY. So,

listen to me carefully ,

my little Hugo ... no. No.

I know. I will call you

"" Skin of zob "".

I'm listening to you, Skin of zob.

- I think I'm deceived, chief.

I registered

at a catamaran internship, chef. - "" I signed up for an internship ... ""

Are you Hugo Boutboul?

- Yes sir.

- If your name is on this list,

someone put you there. So you will do your internship.

Pray for him to push you a pair.

Miss!

I found my pet.

- Pear Bourdaloue tart with almond cream.

- Hmm ...

What do you say about it ? - Oh !

But you are a genius, Mrs. Picard.

- Yes !

Notifications

...

Intriguing music

... ...

No ! I can not believe !

What is this hallu?

Damn, we hacked my account.

"" Crado ""?

* - Hmm, yum yum!

- Ah!

What is that ?

Oh no, not Nini my panda.

Oh no . No ...

But who is it,

this boudin? Ah! Oh...

...

No comment... How did they find that?

* - And then

* But what does it make you If I do not like

* Protocols, fixed ideas

* Copy and paste

* And then But what does it do?

* If I dare the knots pap And the offbeat Boy Derbys

* And so ...

- No ...

Dad...

- And then What does it do?

- We accelerate!

Come on !

- SKIN OF ZOB! SKIN OF ZOB!

SKIN OF ZOB!

- Shut up ! - I'm not coming, Chief.

- At all ?

- No, chief. - Listen, I understand. It was hard.

Have you tried

and taken on you. I'm proud of you.

- It is true ? - No.

You will make me 100 pumps, 50 pulls, 100 turns.

On the diet. Your ball, you'll lift it, man.

Come on, start.

Oh yeah...

- Go!

Come on hurry up ! Go!

Whistle

...

Rhythmic music

- Go! Rhythm! You want me to kick your ass,

Skin of zob? - No, chief!

Hugo cries.

I just wanted to go sailing.

"" The Turkish March "" (Mozart)

...

- The bolos, you watch me that, I come again.

...

- Hush. Hush!

Hush! Shhh ...

...

That's it. Like that.

...

- What is that ?

...

Applause

- I'm calling now

Raphael Santoux, 3rd year student.

He rote.

- Yuck! You stink the fish.

"Nocturne N ° 2" (Chopin)

...

He starts to play "" Who has cocoa glued to the cucul "".

...

- He's taking off his year!

What does he do ?

- What is he doing ?

- But what is he doing?

But Raphael!

But get hold of yourself!

...

He loses his head!

- Who has poop khaki Glued to the cucul

Glued to the cucul

- Who's got khaki poop

Glued to the cucul

Glued to the cucul

Up to the kiki

Intriguing music

...

- Guys ?

Oh oh ?

Where are you?

- What I missed you, my titi. I got bored without you.

- Hi, Nico.

- Hello.

Here. - What is it ?

- Well open, you'll see.

- Oh ! Thanks Mom !

- Come on, come on.

- I will not force myself.

- But you like him, Simon? - Well, it's serious.

- Without children, he will be unhappy.

- But him, he will not wear it 9 months.

The tanned!

And I'm not sure to be a good mother.

You have an answer to everything, you manage everything, you anticipate everything.

I do not know how to cook pasta water.

- But are you crazy or what?

You would be a great mother. I know it.

I too am asking myself questions.

I often feel bad.

After I think about what's going on best for Arthur,

and the solution comes alone.

* - Who has khaki poop glued to the cucul

- Yes my love ?

What are you doing there?

Ok, I'm coming.

- Come in.

- You realize what you did or did not do

When the cop told me that, I did not believe it. You're sick !

What took you?

And what do we look like now? - We do not care about that.

- Sorry ? - We do not care.

I feel like the only one to realize.

Your son is being persecuted by 3 small cons. Let's do it?

You live in the land of Yes-Yes? - They are children.

It's children.

- They have all the rights? - No, but we do not get into their game.

We find solutions, with maturity.

We exchange, we discuss, we speak!

You realize that you behave like a kid?

You're worse than them.

I understand you more, Fanny.

What are you going to say to Arthur, when will he come back from judo?

It's been 3 weeks that you do anything.

You sent them in colo, the parents were not aware.

You made them eat pies with shit.

To shit!

Heavy music

...

I'm talking to you !

- You're right. I will behave as an adult, as you say.

- What are you doing ? Fanny?

"Are you angry, madame?

- Band of scales! - It's not nice to do that.

They laugh.

- So you...

- Show me what you have in your paws.

- You'll see what I have in my paws.

- Fanny!

"" Gimme Some Lovin '"" (Spencer Davis Group)

he's laughing.

... ...

- Hello, Jacqueline.

- Hello.

... ...

- Yes, get fucked.

I will do it.

... ...

- It's not right, Mrs Frobert? - If it's okay.

- But she's crazy!

- That's good, you have breath, Frobert.

...

- Oh ! Sorry.

- There's a guy!

...

- It was Mrs. Frobert?

...

She screams with rage.

- Ah! - Fanny, no!

Sad music

...

- Excuse me.

...

Sorry ...

- Still missed.

...

...

- It's not possible, mom.

You must let me live my life.

Why do not you trust me?

- Well, it's ...

It's to protect you. For not that you suffer.

- It's now that I'm going to suffer.

At school, we will make fun of me. We will believe

that I do not know how to defend myself, that I need my mother.

- I ... I beg your pardon, darling.

- I do not want you to talk to me like to a baby, that you help me to get dressed,

that you make me take my bath, that you use idiotic names.

The friends are making fun of me.

And I want more that you accompany me to school.

- But, Arthur ... - Promise me.

- I promise you.

"" She "" (Charles Aznavour)

- Arthur, quickly, I'm on the fluff. - You're always on the run, dad.

...

...

Here, look.

...

... Fire alarm

... ...

...

...

-it's late . You should sleep.

And then you have an important day, tomorrow.

Goodnight My darling .

Are you sure you do not want to come?

It's his end-of-year show. His last before college.

- No, I do not want to put it uncomfortable in front of his friends.

Then I made him a promise.

- Arthur asked you that because he was mad at you.

He did not ask you moreover be his mother.

* - First, a big thank you to everyone

* to have answered present. A little word

* to start. The children are stamping.

* The idea was to deliver them to themselves, to leave them a creative field

* very wide.

* Children designed their number alone and each have 2 minutes.

* Very good show to all.

* Bzz!

Vibrator

Heavy music

...

(I promised Arthur, I promised Arthur,)

(I promised Arthur, I promised Arthur.)

Groovy music

...

I swear I'll make them!

...

A child sings fake "" The Choristers "".

...

- Your little hat,

we will put it. . . Ms. Frobert?

No parents behind the scenes.

- It's funny, these crabs. I have to talk to you.

- It's not the moment. I have 40 kids on the back,

more parents.

- But I beg you. Two seconds.

After I promise to leave.

- Good. Be quick. - I have received a message

with a picture of Hugo, Raphael

and Maxime. - Oh no.

- A warning.

- No ! It starts again ? - Yes.

And like a bitch, I ... - Stopper!

- Like an idiot, sorry, I forgot my phone at home.

They are still preparing a dirty blow to Arthur.

Come on, believe me.

Applause

- Excuse me.

- But no...

* - Thanks, Lucas.

* It was very, very fair.

* I'm calling Adèle Bilbeau now.

...

Good...

Hard-rock song

...

Heavy music

...

- Oh ! He scared me.

...

Applause

* - Thank you very much, Adèle. It was... What energy! A little thought

* for parents.

* I'm calling Arthur Frobert now.

Applause

...

Here, take the microphone. - Thank you.

- Screen.

* - Uh, hello everyone.

* I have ...

made a movie with the help

* from my friend, Felix. Before to begin, I wanted to thank him.

* Thanks, Felix.

Heavy music

...

* - Do not move!

* - But stop. That's enough, now.

* - Guys!

* It's "indelible" felt, too.

* - "" Indelible "". It's you, the moron.

* - It does not show that much.

* - Do you take me for an idiot or what?

* Mocking laughter

* - Duvets!

* - Hey, there's the son at Masterchef.

* - Oh, how are you, my darling? * -My little titi!

* - It's not just your mother who knows how to make cakes.

* - For a good cake, you need ... a lot of flour.

* laughs

* ...

* - With, we will make you eat balls.

* - But I'll never eat that. * -Go, gobble!

* Gobble, I tell you!

* - He did it, guys!

* - No, he puffed it!

* ...

Heavy music

...

* - How he was disgusted his bag, the guys.

* - I warn the mistress. * -It does not calculate you.

* - She's teube, that one.

* - She's rotten, prof.

* - Oh, darned the dick!

* laughs

* - Hush, here they are.

* - Come on, let's get out! * -Salut, my titi. Good app.

* - Hmm! * -Tuna, mashed potatoes ...

* - I know you want small yogurts.

* - Bonus supplement.

* - Look at that ...

* Hmm!

* - Are you thirsty? He must be thirsty.

* She's preparing that for you, your mother?

* - Come on, eat!

* And a mouthful for mom!

* - And the 2nd for mom again. Hmm! * -Go, go.

* Guys, we almost forgot the best:

* the feces of my hamster! * -I tell everything to your parents.

* - My mother, I always boogie her, the big one.

* - How he talks about his reum! * -Bah it's true.

* My father calls him the sperm whale.

* laughs

* - Huge! * -Oh, yum!

* - Hugo, Maxime, Raphael,

* I can handle a lot of things. I do not care.

* You are three bastrings, three boloss,

* three revelers and morons.

* This video, it's not to avenge or avenge me

* buddies you're bothering too.

* But there is one thing that I will never bear.

* Do you ever hear me?

Sad music

* Do not make me cry my reum!

...

Applause

... ...

cheers

...

- BRAVO!

- BRAVO! BRAVO!

- BRAVO!

- BRAVO, ARTHUR!

- BRAVO, ARTHUR!

- BRAVO, ARTHUR! BRAVO!

BRAVO, ARTHUR!

whoops

...

- Break yourself!

- Outside !

- Arthur?

- Mum ?

Melancholic music

...

... cheers

... ...

- Sorry, sorry, sorry.

...

Thanks to you, I understood something super important.

I will not always be there to prevent anyone from hurting you.

But I will always be there to console you.

- For eternity ?

- For eternity.

...

* - Please.

* Please.

* Thank you very much,

* Arthur, for this beautiful performance.

* But the show goes on.

* To conclude, Mr. Loiseau.

- You're a big one, baby. - Thank you, Mr. Loiseau.

- Good evening!

It's okay ?

* Are you hot?

- Fanny?

* Mr. Loiseau continues to speak.

* ...

- I was very stupid, there. - Swear word. But...

plainly, yeah.

* - Ready, kids?

Today

It's the school party

Everyone Go on vacation

To celebrate this frivolous day

Mo i've decided to set the mood

Come on ...

Groovy music

- LA, LA, LA LA, LA, LA, LA

LA, LA, LA, LA

LA, LA, LA, LA, LA LA, LA, LA, LA, LA, LA LA

LA, LA, LA, LA, LA

Laughs

...

* - It does not matter.

* Always ready for a good little joke. Come on.

* No problem. We resume.

* Camille, follow me.

* You stop, Camille.

* B flat.

- LA, LA, LA LA, LA, LA, LA

LA, LA, LA, LA

LA, LA, LA, LA

LA, LA, LA LA, LA, LA, LA

LA, LA, LA, LA, LA

* - Ah ...

* B flat ...

* It's clear, no?

* Thank you!

- Oh, yes, yes. - Come on ...

- Here is ! Yeah.

Cry of pain

Mashed, what he picks up! - next year,

it's badminton. - I thought about rugby, me.

- Do you want to kill him?

- Go ahead, do not worry about it. - No you.

- You. - You, I tell you.

- Simon!

- I am pregnant.

- What? - But he's stupid!

- No. - We'll have a baby.

- Awesome ! Well done, buddy. It's good.

- I'm not mega packed, but I have 7 months to do it.

- It's awesome. It's awesome.

crash -lppon!

Cry of joy

- He won ? - But yes.

- He won !

Cheers

Yes !

He won. He won !

- Yeah! Bravo!

"Girls Just Want To Have Fun" (Audrey Lamy)

...

...

...

...

...

...

Are you ready, children?

One. Two. One two three four.

Today It's the end of school

Everyone Go on vacation

To celebrate this frivolous day

I decided To set the mood

Come on ...

Come on, tempo.

- LA, LA, LA LA, LA, LA, LA

LA, LA, LA

LA, LA, LA

LA, LA, LA LA, LA, LA, LA

LA, LA, LA, LA ...

- Everybody disguises himself For the occasion

Even the mistress In a little bee

With its wings And his look so good

We would like to forage all his honey

One two three four !

- LA, LA, LA LA, LA, LA, LA

LA, LA, LA ...

- Shut up ! - Go home, you sing wrong!

- But you're going to shut up, shut up?

Subtitling: HIVENTY