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ON MY WAY

The thin tart takes 20 minutes to prepare.

Here's the wine list.

If you need any suggestions, don't hesitate.

One lobster...

One scallops...

That's the last lobster, I'll order more tomorrow.

Yvon down at the port asked about his bill again.

He's getting impatient.

I'll stop by and see him.

Let's see...

Good. A spot of chervil.

Okay.

No vinegar in the salad for Table 9.

Got it.

Bettie, I think I forgot to bill the water on Table 11.

Do you have the check for Table 11?

Yes.

Jeanne forgot to bill the water.

Too bad, it's on the house.

How can you watch that nonsense?

Did you see old mother Sorlin stuff her face?

I had to stop her from ordering a second soufflé!

And she dared say

you should start a diet!

Has the fat whale seen herself?

You're so nasty.

Want some herb tea?

No, thank you.

Bettie!

The beauty pageant organization called again.

I forgot, I promised you'd call them back today.

I told them not to count on me.

You should think about it. It'd be good for you, honey.

Good for me!

Thanks. As if I needed anything.

You sound just like when you were 18.

You could wipe the slate clean.

Don't you think?

I don't believe it.

You went back to that thief?

Kitten, it's not a crime.

She has such a talent for digging up nice fabrics.

She's got nothing else to do!

- Be careful, you'll wrinkle it. - I don't care.

- She's a good woman. - You'll look fine...

when she realizes she made dresses

for her husband's mistress's mother.

It's her fault I don't live with Etienne.

He spends his nights with that insipid dishrag.

My dear girl,

I have something to tell you.

And you won't like it.

Etienne has left his wife.

Hang on...

He met someone else.

Some 25-year-old slut. An apprentice beautician.

And to top it off...

she got knocked up behind his back.

There you have it, kitten,

now you know.

Who told you? It's impossible.

I saw him today. He said nothing.

That man was born without balls.

Maryse spilled the beans.

She kicked him out.

At least she gets the house and car.

After the death of Maurice,

you had plenty of chances to start afresh.

But no! You clung to Etienne like a particle.

- A barnacle. - What?

You say "barnacle" not "particle".

Oh, okay, whatever.

Particle, barnacle!

You think it's funny? You sound happy about it.

Come on, give me a smile.

I'm not a child who just broke her Barbie doll.

I'm a woman in love who's been betrayed!

I've lost the only person I love, who made me feel alive.

What about me?

I have a life outside of you!

I didn't force you to move back here.

I never said that, I'm not blaming you.

I don't smother you. I leave you in peace.

Do I ever ask you questions?

You call meddling in my life leaving me in peace?

You'd rather have heard

at the corner drugstore?

I did you a favor. And you get mad at me.

I don't know, any other mother would've had the tact...

Oh no!

No mother-daughter lessons from you.

Look at you and yours.

Let's stop or we'll regret it.

That'd be a pity.

You always stay so calm!

You want me to stay calm?

Then stay out of my life!

I smell cigarette smoke!

What was the point in quitting?

One roasted turbot...

- And for dessert? - No dessert.

- Some wine? - No, just water.

No appetizers. One bouillabaisse, one roasted turbot.

Got it.

Loїc, if your head is elsewhere, look at the models.

Garnish goes on the right side of the plate.

Erwan, you're supposed to watch him.

Dammit! Where are the scallops for Table 9?

It's sticking. It's going to burn.

Deglaze it fast.

There.

I'll be back.

Stupid idiot!

Hello, sir. Would you happen to have a cigarette?

No.

This is my last one.

Is there anywhere I can buy some?

No.

Thank you.

There's nothing to do, it burns by itself.

That's good.

I'm watching because I never

learned to roll cigarettes.

It takes a certain...

It takes getting used to.

Yes.

But with age, your fingers aren't the same.

Yes.

As soon as it's ready, I'll smoke it.

- That's good. - Yes, but...

It's not easy to do.

When you're finished, I'll smoke it.

It's ready, I think.

Yes, but the paper isn't sticking.

It doesn't matter.

Glue it like that, it'll be fine.

I'll make do.

Just glue it.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Does it make you dizzy?

Swallows?

There aren't any more.

I got plenty.

Plenty, yes.

You leave the doors open?

Oh, yes.

They're in every building except the hangar.

Nothing came out right this year, with the frost we had.

It was very cold, late in the season.

We still had ice two weeks ago.

Even after the Ice Saints' days.

- White frost. - Yes.

Were your crops damaged?

Yes. The corn turned yellow.

- Are you alone on the farm? - Yes.

- You were never married? - No.

- Not even engaged? - No.

I was married.

Once.

I had a sweetheart when I was young,

but she died at 21.

- 21? - Yes. Tuberculosis.

Back in those days,

tuberculosis killed everyone.

Nowadays they cure it.

I was fond of her. But she sure suffered.

She said to me, "Don't get married. Lead a quiet life."

And I listened to her.

Excuse me! Do you know where I can buy cigarettes?

It's Sunday, it won't be easy.

Nothing's open on Sunday.

- Nothing at all? - Yes, 30 miles from here.

There's a bar that's open one Sunday a month.

It might be open, there's a darts tournament.

Go through Gubri and then continue on to Toul.

Then turn right.

It's not far from Toul.

Just follow the signs.

Now for the second half of our darts tournament!

Come on, encourage your teams! Are you in good form?

The finalists are... Listen carefully...

The Banners! Where are the Banners?

A round of applause for the Banners!

The Banners against the Gonzales!

And the Rockys! Where are they?

The Flash Gordons!

And the Veterans!

Where are the Veterans?

Hello.

Sorry to bother you...

Give me two more, please.

My name is Christine.

We saw you standing here

alone at the bar. We're a whole gang.

Would you like to come join us?

Thank you.

You'll bring us two?

This is Bettie.

Hi, Bettie.

Introduce yourselves, gals.

- Nanou. - Marlene.

- Vickie. - Nicky.

- Dominique. - I'm Bettie.

Nice to meet you.

- You're not from around here? - Not far. Concarneau.

You passing through on vacation?

Visiting my mom in a retirement home.

- It's not too far, I hope? - In the Sarthe.

Holy shit! The Sarthe?

- That's a hell of a long way. - Yes.

Couldn't you find anything closer?

She didn't want to move.

That's a problem.

Did you get lost on the way?

No. I made a stop.

I'm waiting for the cigarettes.

If you're waiting for Marco, it could be a long wait.

He shows up when he feels like it.

Don't hold your breath.

Do you go there often?

Where?

- To see your mom. - Oh, yes.

I try to make it once a month. It depends.

Old people are a damn problem.

Thanks.

They're better off in homes.

For sure, it's hard to abandon them.

Do they treat her well?

Yes.

Does she share a room?

No, she's by herself.

Must cost a lot.

- Is your mother in a home? - Yes.

My sis takes care of her. She lives nearby.

At first, she wanted her to live with her.

But then she lost it. She couldn't cope.

They need supervision. You have to transform the house,

wash them, feed them...

It was too much.

We threw in the towel.

A little cigarette does you good.

My scooter broke down this morning.

I can't look for work, can't do nothing.

You got a GUY?

I used to be married.

And?

Here are the beers, girls.

Marco's here with the cigs.

Can't he move his butt?

I'll take two packs. How much do I owe you?

Sixteen euros.

Get a carton, it's cheaper.

You should buy directly from me.

- I don't have enough cash. - We can sort it out.

There's lots of ways to pay.

It's not a problem.

- I'll take one pack. - One pack? Eight euros.

- Are they smuggled cigarettes? - Yeah.

Then why are they more expensive?

Since you pay less?

The little lady isn't a businesswoman.

That's what my banker says.

They'll never get a dime from me. Pack of thieves.

I'm 30 and I've never had a bank account.

It's all a fucking scam.

I don't want to see their faces.

Bunch of bastards.

What're you drinking?

- I don't know. - A caipirinha?

Okay.

Two caipis.

My name's Marco.

And you?

I think I'll be going.

They left the label on the package.

Bettie.

Pretty name.

What're you doing here? You lost?

Got a date? Looking for a good time?

That dude over there won the animal noise contest.

- Titi! - Yeah, Marco.

Do the wild boar for the lady.

How's life, Titi? Cool?

- Business good? - Great. Want a drink?

- With pleasure. Thanks. - That's on me.

One beer.

Here are your drinks.

And you...

What animal noise do you make?

I only growl in private.

Drink up.

Let's give them a big cheer!

We'll start with the 3rd place winners:

two charming misses

who've been drinking at the bar since 4 o'clock.

The Rocky 29ers!

Give them a round of applause.

I don't hear you. Clap louder!

I'm very sensitive.

Very, very sensitive.

I'm very special.

Don't laugh when I say that.

I can't help it.

Under my hard shell, I'm all mush.

Hey, it's true.

My mouth on your eyes...

Benji, two more caipis.

No. Not for me. I'll be tipsy. It's not reasonable.

Stop being reasonable.

No, I have to leave.

Where to? I'll take you to the moon.

Honestly,

no one's ever regretted it.

Better get your ticket now.

Don't wait.

I can't take any more.

Drinks, Marco!

We're thirsty over here!

Hey, mother hens!

Open your mouths.

You don't say that every time!

A place for everything and everything in its place!

Hear, hear!

What're you doing?

Stroking your hair.

It's not hair.

- It's not hair? - No, it's rubber.

It's your hair.

Pretty pink hair. Pink hair, like your little lips.

They're not my little lips.

I'll take you to the moon.

The little lady's awake.

I was going to wake you.

Checkout time's 11:00. That leaves us an hour.

You must be starving.

I went outside for a smoke. It's a gorgeous day.

It's crazy beautiful.

I'm super sensitive to the weather.

It really affects me. Not you?

I don't know.

A little breeze caressing your skin...

I dig it.

We could do something.

I feel like taking a trip.

You like to travel?

What time is it?

You weren't worried about the time last night...

Some chicks can't handle liquor. Not you.

Don't worry, we've got time.

Drink your coffee.

You're cute when you make faces.

You're not on a diet?

Not this morning.

It's true, you like sweets.

You ate a whole pack of M&M's last night.

I don't remember a thing.

When we left the bar you started crying.

"I'm sick of my life, it's all over."

You begged me not to leave you.

So I brought you here

and I put you to bed.

You had a panic attack, afraid of the dark and all.

Just like a kid.

And then?

What do you think, dummy?

How did we get here?

You didn't want me to drive so Titi brought us.

Titi?

The wild boar.

How old are you?

Your real age,

don't try to fool me.

- Age doesn't matter to me. - Then why do you ask?

Just curious.

You must've been stunning.

A real beauty.

Don't take it badly,

but when we made love,

I tried to imagine you young.

You're not mad?

You must've been gorgeous.

I was Miss Brittany.

I even competed for...

Miss France when I was 19.

Did you win?

No. I couldn't go to the finals.

Your phone kept ringing.

You were so knocked out you didn't hear. It was your old lady!

What did you tell her?

What did you tell her?

She wanted to know if you were alive.

What did you say?

I said yes, potato head.

I said, "Yes, ma'am, your daughter is very much alive!"

Well then, if I'm alive...

You can drop me off wherever you like.

I'm in a hurry.

Bullshit. No one's waiting for you.

I'm not on vacation. I have a restaurant to run.

You're not retired?

Hey, stop getting all stressed out.

I don't even know your name. How will I find you?

I love you!

Do you have a battery charger?

No, no battery chargers.

- Then I'll take a phone card. - Okay.

Here you go.

Good day, ma'am.

Jeanne? It's Bettie. You're not at the restaurant?

It's Monday, we're closed.

Where are you?

Your mother's losing it. She called the police.

Some guy answered your phone. Now she's imagining all kinds of stuff.

She thinks you've been kidnapped.

That's why I'm calling. To reassure her.

I'll be there tomorrow.

I'm counting on you to tell her. If I call, it'll last till Christmas.

Where are you? Are you far?

- I'll be there tomorrow. - What time?

- Look, I'll be there. - Your mom will have a fit.

She's left tons of messages.

Listen, my battery is dead.

Make sure you tell her.

Jeanne, sweetie...

- I have to go. See you tomorrow. - Okay.

No, wait, Bettie!

I totally forgot, your daughter called.

You mean my mother?

No, your daughter.

Who told her?

It's not about that. She said to call her urgently, not like usual.

She was pretty worked up.

- I'll see you tomorrow. - Okay.

You've reached Etienne Cardennec, I'm in a meeting...

At last! Oh, I see.

I've been trying to reach you for two days.

I hear you ran away.

Look, it's none of my business.

I need help with my son if you can be bothered.

I landed an internship. It could lead to a job.

You don't give a shit, but I've been unemployed for ages.

It's in Brussels.

A friend of mine backed out. We have the same profile

so she passed the gig on to me.

I can't fuck up. If I'm hired, I can't come back next week.

But with Charly, I'm in the shit.

His asshole father is getting stoned in Ibiza. I can't reach him.

The neighbor can't take him 'cause it's school vacation.

So I'm asking you a favor even if I know you'll say no.

He's supposed to go stay with his grandfather.

His father's father. Who else?

But the old fart lives out in the boonies.

So I need someone to take the kid there.

The train? No way. There are no direct trains.

I'm sorry, he can't take three trains at his age.

You know what the plane costs? You think I'm loaded?

All you do is look for excuses not to help me!

You walked out in the middle of lunch. Annie told me.

They get on just fine without you.

It'd only take two days.

I knew you'd say no. I'm so stupid.

Of course I'll take him.

Give me time to get there.

Where do you live now?

I don't know,

I think I'm in the Loire region.

What's the nearest freeway?

This is Château-Gontier.

You have the A81 to the north and the M1 to the south.

The A81 and the A11. Both of them.

Text me the address, I'll look on the map.

When are you leaving?

I'd have to drive all night to get there by 5:00 a.m.

You know I don't like driving at night. Yes, you do.

It'd be nice to see each other. Yes, it would.

Okay, listen, I'm leaving right away.

- Thanks for the electricity. - Sure.

I'm all charged up.

- Hello, sir. - Hello, ma'am.

Excuse me, I'm lost.

I have to go to Limoges.

This is Lourend here.

You're on the RD52.

So I have to catch the...

- Take the road over there to the right. - Okay.

Then follow the signs to Villedieu...

Head south to the A20 freeway

and it's another 200 miles.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

A message at 10:30 a.m.

Mrs. Chapoutier...

Unless I receive a payment, no more deliveries.

No one else at the port will deliver you either...

- Happy birthday, honey. - Thank you.

Cut the crap!

You've gone too far. I wanna slap your face.

Shut up!

- I'm outta here. - No, you're not.

You're a fucking loser!

Fuck off, asshole!

Fuck off.

- Call the police. - Don't move, cunt!

Old worn-out whore.

Cocksucker!

Call the police.

- Get away! - She's bleeding!

- She was looking for it! - Get some ice.

I'll smash your face in. Don't touch my wife!

Mind your own pussy!

Move your fat ass. Go back to your kennel.

Shitty restaurant.

See what they did to you?

They're not nice.

What's wrong?

Nothing. I was looking for my car.

There were lots earlier, but I don't know where I parked.

Then it started raining,

so I came over here for cover until it stops.

But I have to be in Blagnac by 5:00 a.m.

It's not about to stop raining.

I have to do my rounds. Wait in the store if you like.

Okay, thank you.

Okay.

Hello?

Is that you?

Bettie...

I know it's you.

Don't call me anymore.

You have to stop.

Do you understand?

You want another?

No thanks.

Where was I?

Your husband's mistress...

No, my lover!

Maurice?

No! Maurice was my husband. The one who died.

My lover was François. The doctor.

Who couldn't save my husband!

Anyhow...

My husband choked to death on a chicken bone.

That much you followed?

He was having lunch that day with his mistress.

So they called a doctor because he was choking.

And the doctor was François, my lover.

Who was my husband's mistress's husband.

My husband's mistress

was his wife.

She was the wife of the man in question.

No?

Her husband

was the doctor they called to save my husband.

And so when he got there to try and save my husband,

he found his wife.

And the man he had to save was the husband of his mistress.

Me.

You should see your face!

It's stopped raining.

It's daybreak.

- Thank you, Casimir. - It was my pleasure.

- Goodbye. - Good luck.

Hello.

Do you remember me?

I'm Bettie, your grandma.

I know, Mom told me.

- I guess she's already left? - Yeah.

I should've got here earlier.

She said you did it on purpose, not to see her.

Did she leave your grandpa's address?

It's in the kitchen.

- Is that your mother's bedroom? - Yes.

Is that you, pet?

No, it's Mom.

Is she a redhead now? Is her hair short?

No, she's brown with long hair.

That was before.

Mom said not to let you nose around.

You can see my room if you want.

Sure.

Remember when we went to the aquarium?

No.

"Grandpa isn't easy." That's for sure.

"But he's not mean.

"If he's in a good mood, he'll make you some coffee."

"Drive safely. It's 5:00 a.m., I have to run."

Let's go.

I feel like I'm in the USA.

I'd rather not take the freeway. Too bad if it's a detour.

Mind if I smoke?

I bet that's Mom.

She's not here.

I don't know. Who is this?

It's the Miss France organization. Are you going?

Hang UP!

Okay, I'll ask her.

There's a gala dinner and photo shoot in Annecy tomorrow...

You're doing a photo shoot?

I'm just repeating it so I remember.

No, she's...

at her African dance class.

I'll tell her. Bye.

All the others are going. They need your answer.

He understood I was right here.

That wasn't very smart of you.

- It was a woman. - What difference does that make?

Mom's just the same.

She makes me do stuff and then shouts 'cause I did it wrong.

I didn't ask you to answer.

Were you Miss France?

Miss Brittany.

We always watch Miss France on TV.

Not me. But my mother does.

- You have a mother? - Of course I do.

Was Mom born when you were Miss France?

Brittany!

Was Mom born when you were Miss Brittany?

No.

Your mother was born in 1976. The pageant was in 1969.

Why weren't you Miss France?

I didn't want to go to the finals.

Why not?

I didn't care.

I was afraid too, no doubt.

The committee forced me to go,

so I went, but I had an accident.

What kind of accident?

A car accident.

Was it serious?

No.

They've decided to make

a photo calendar with all the 1969 regional misses.

Profits will go to medical research.

A sex calendar, I bet.

- Why do you say that? - You know, "69"...

Like the one with the rugby players?

Something along those lines.

- With only old ladies? - What?

The calendar?

I don't know. I said I wasn't going, but they keep pushing.

Are you okay?

Yes!

I barfed everything.

I'm tired of driving.

Can't we do it in two days?

- Your granddad's expecting us. - We'll call him.

Aren't you tired of this? I'm fed up.

It's my vacation, I want to relax.

We have another 200 miles to go. It's a long way!

226 miles.

And if I divide 226 by the speed you're driving at,

we won't get there till 9:00 p.m.

Grandpa will be asleep and I'll be alone again.

Don't worry.

No, she doesn't mind.

We'll call you back.

See you tomorrow.

It's settled. That'll be one less night with me in his hair.

Hit the road Jack!

You wanted to take a shortcut. Learn to read a map!

Stop accusing me! I'm 11 years old and you're 75 or whatever.

Who should know?

- Why are you getting so mad? - Don't say it's my fault!

This is the way!

What's he doing?

- What's he want? - Accelerate.

- I can't! - Someone might be dying!

Move over!

Let's see, what kind of nice hotels do we have here?

Are you okay?

Yes.

Dinner's served!

Get out of there.

Fried noodles with chicken.

Oh gosh, these things...

You can't eat with chopsticks?

No.

- Are you from the Dark Ages? - Some respect!

Mom always says to be careful with chicken,

"otherwise you'll end up like Grandpa."

Did he really choke on a chicken bone?

Yes, he did.

- Were you sad when he died? - Of course.

It's not always the case.

If you didn't love him, you wouldn't have been.

Mom says that if my dad died

she wouldn't be sad. She'd spit on his grave.

That's because she was upset.

I'm sure she didn't mean it.

No, she wasn't upset. She was very calm.

Do you know my dad?

Yes.

I met him ages ago.

- Which side do you want? - I don't have a side.

- What if you sleep with someone? - I always sleep alone.

Even if you sleep alone you have a favorite side.

I don't have a double bed at home.

You don't?

I'll take the right, like when I sleep with Mom.

Can you turn the light off?

We can leave it on, if it reassures you.

I can only sleep in the dark-dark.

I thought I might read a little.

You don't have a book.

I'll leave a light on in the bathroom, in case you need to pee.

I won't need to pee.

Even with a tiny bit of light, I can't sleep. Turn it off.

How long's it been since you've slept with a man?

Go to sleep.

- They're too big. - No, you look cool.

What about me?

You look just like your mother.

Does it bother you?

No, not at all.

You made a face. "You look like your mother."

I'm glad I look like her.

What did you say?

Luckily for her, she doesn't look like you.

Here you go, young man.

Your card is refused.

That's impossible. Try again.

Enter your code.

Refused.

It's impossible.

Here's your card.

There's a real problem here. It swallowed my card!

You'll have to call your bank.

I have enough cash for the gas. We'll forget the rest.

That'll be 50 euros.

Put the glasses back.

You're such a loser!

- How dare you? - I loved those glasses.

I'm hungry! And you embarrass me!

I've had enough! 200 miles and "ciao, little brat"!

I don't believe it.

He sure is his mother's son.

All these spoiled children make our lives hell.

Charly!

Did you see the boy I was with?

He must be in the restrooms.

No. I just looked. He's not there.

Ma'am!

You didn't happen to see a little boy by himself?

No, I'm sorry. I didn't see him.

What's wrong, ma'am?

I lost my grandson. I went to the bathroom

and someone kidnapped him!

What was he wearing?

What was he wearing? I don't know. I can't remember.

You can't remember?

Listen, I'll call the police.

The police station is...

Maybe that's him?

It's his mother. Hello?

Did he call you?

Oh, it's you calling.

Yes, yes. Great!

We're almost halfway there.

Hang on,

I'll let you talk to him.

Charly, honey, your mother's calling!

He's adorable, but stubborn as a mule.

Come on, Charly!

Come here!

He's playing with a dog...

It'll do him good to run around.

Listen...

I'll let him play a while. We'll call you when we're in the car.

I thought you'd been kidnapped!

That would suit everyone just fine! "Ciao, little brat!"

Get in the car!

I don't need you!

Well, I need you!

I can't read a map.

Then take it back.

I'm sorry.

Now we're even.

Come back here!

Stop, Charly! Come back here!

What a pain! I don't believe it!

Come back right now!

Oh, shit. It's your mother!

Hang on, here he is.

We got some snacks and now we're driving.

She's super nice. She even bought me sunglasses.

We talk, we sing, we tell jokes...

No, I wasn't carsick at all.

Okay.

I love you.

I'm hungry-

There must be a few lettuce leaves in the car

or an old carrot.

Yuck, how gross!

What'll we do now?

We're in the shit.

You said a swearword! You owe me a euro.

You're out of luck, I don't have a penny.

I was too bummed about them.

You stole them?

What do you think, potato head?

Look, I'm a cheerleader!

- What? - Come on, let's go.

- Where? - I'm taking you somewhere.

- Where? - You'll see.

Bettie! I knew it!

I recognized your voice.

- Miss West Normandy! - I recognized you.

Fanfan...

You're still just as pretty.

I used to get felt up by old men at sausage fairs!

Better than the opposite!

I was eating that.

You were engaged.

Engaged? I don't remember.

It was more low-keyed in those days. It was in Bordeaux...

The front page of "France Soir"!

- You're still into appearances. - I can't deny it.

- It shows. - I agree 100%.

- I'm aware of it. - With everything you've done.

- All that money... - My husband's rich.

I read that female orgasms increase tenfold

at age 62.

I wouldn't know, I'm not that old.

Where's my son?

- On the northern coast of Brittany. - I see.

You're beautiful, but Bettie has the X-factor.

What's the X-factor?

That little something extra.

Little something extra? But I have it too. Look!

It's the spark that makes the difference.

I remember you well.

You had a look

that was different. A hippie style.

It was the fashion.

But with you it seemed so natural and authentic.

With my ponytail and jersey skirts, I felt so common.

The little provincial girl. And I still am.

Brittany, right?

Yes, I never left.

I live in the house I was born in.

With my mother to boot.

I remember you well too, back then.

You intimidated me.

- Me? - Yes.

I remember, I didn't even dare talk to you.

You kept to yourself, as if you didn't want to be there.

And yet I was.

Like tonight.

So much time has gone by, my God.

Why did we lose contact?

I visited you every day at the hospital.

I can still see your lovely face...

Your hair, all covered with blood.

You didn't give a shit about the finals.

You'd rather have died with him, no?

I don't remember a thing.

And it's better like that.

He's making goo-goo eyes at us. Look!

No, he's not.

And now? Tell me.

Tell you what?

Do you have someone?

- I have Charly. - Your daughter's kid, right?

I couldn't have children.

What does your daughter do?

I think it's bedtime now.

Come on, get up.

He's just adorable.

You must've loved it when he was little.

Yes...

- You've made a hit. - No, it's you.

You can have him.

Come on!

- Wait, I'm coming with you! - I'm waiting.

Don't walk so fast.

You've got the keys!

I've got my glass and my shoes.

You've got the keys.

Sweet dreams, ladies.

- God, he's heavy. - Tomorrow's a big day!

We drink for two days straight

and today we play the star.

It's very Marilyn.

It's fabulous! They've pampered us all day long.

- Miss North Brittany! - That's me.

Miss Jura!

They want you for the shoot! You have to get ready.

Everyone get in place.

The same places as during rehearsal this morning!

Let's not waste time.

Hurry UP!

Same places as this morning. Careful with the trains!

The same places!

Keep moving.

Miss Flanders! You're on the left.

Miss West Normandy, in the middle!

Tristan, we're missing one.

- We're waiting for Miss Brittany. - Okay.

Remember, head back for the double chin.

The whole of France is here.

Quiet, please.

Quiet, please!

First, we'll do the group photo for the calendar.

And as you know,

we're partners with the "Re-Pulp" agency.

David will explain everything.

Thank you. Hello, ladies.

Since you're all gathered here, we're organizing a casting

for our new campaign.

For anyone who's interested,

there will be a photo shoot by the lakeside,

with Dick, our over-fifties model.

The idea is to promote senior citizens.

The slogan is cute,

"Life goes on!"

Real cute.

"Senior citizens..."

Quiet, please!

We want women who love their bodies,

the times,

their curves...

It's the "60 sexy" look.

It's sponsored by Yves Rocher.

- Do we get perks? - We'll see.

I thought the sponsors were American.

I'll see you later. Enjoy your afternoon.

Thank you, David.

Silence!

Let's go. Stand up straight.

Girls, look at me.

What beautiful ladies! Give it all you've got!

I want the 60 sexy look!

Miss Jura, your sash!

Miss Picardie, stand up straight!

Chins up!

That's good.

Hold your tummies in!

Miss Brittany! Smile!

Shoulders back! Chest out.

Yes, that's good!

I love it! Sexy! Continue, girls! I love it!

Perfect!

Is there a doctor?

Don't stand there, get a doctor!

- Will they keep her in the hospital? - No. It's nothing.

But she needs to rest.

Can she still drive me?

That's out of the question, she can't drive.

- Did you tell my grandpa? - Yes.

He'll call your mother.

Is she going to die?

What're you talking about?

Poor little fellow, come here.

Come on...

What're you talking about? Everything's fine, I promise you.

Don't cry. Please, don't cry.

My baby girl, at the hospital...

You see? You mustn't leave me.

Mother, who told you?

The hospital called.

I was so touched when I realized

I was the person you'd said to contact in case of an accident.

- They said you fainted? - Yes.

You work too hard.

- And what with Etienne... - It's got nothing to do with him.

I was devastated to hear you were hospitalized.

Well, don't think about it anymore. I'm fine now.

- The doctor's here. - I imagined myself all alone.

What's a mother who loses her child?

- An orphan? - I have to go.

The doctor's waiting.

That was my mother.

Don't doctors usually wear white coats?

Yes.

Then who are you?

What are you doing here?

What do you want?

- That was a long pee. - It was a poop.

Don't make me leave with Grandpa.

I'm sorry.

- I thought you were the doctor. - I know.

You don't know each other?

No.

Where's Fanfan?

At the casting.

Let's go. I didn't plan to drive 300 miles.

I didn't plan to faint.

Let's say it was bad timing. I'm campaigning.

Muriel said you live in the country.

Yes. Charly, let's go.

We're not leaving Bettie.

Can't anyone drive you?

No. There's no one.

I won't leave without you.

I'm waiting for the doctor to tell me if I can leave.

You're looking better!

How are you?

I'm fine, thank you.

I don't know why I'm here. It's silly.

Your lab results are normal.

It was a simple vasovagal attack. Are you under stress?

- Like everyone else. - No personal problems?

I wrote a prescription to pep you up.

But you need to rest. I spoke to your husband.

Try to get some rest in the country.

Okay?

- Have a safe trip home. - Thank you.

And you be good.

Goodbye. Take good care of her.

My things are at the hotel. Could you take me?

I leave in two minutes.

Is he always that nice?

Where's my dress?

Fanfan brought your clothes for you.

I see.

Wait outside, little fellow.

- Get in the front, Charly. - I have to get my bag.

Good bye.

We're not staying together?

Why can't I stay with you?

That wasn't the plan. I was taking you to your grandpa's.

Then take me.

The doctor said you needed rest.

Charly, shit.

If Bettie doesn't come with us, I'm not leaving!

Don't try to blackmail me.

She's tired. She has no money. She can't drive.

I'm leaving now.

- Then get lost! - Don't be rude.

I didn't drive 150 miles for nothing!

Let go of me!

Mom! Bettie! Grandma!

Open the door!

You can't lock him up like a dog. Give me the keys.

Open the door!

Calm down. Stop it.

- He'll calm down. - The little brat!

If you're busy, I could come take care of him.

Don't worry, I've babysat him since he was little.

Can I have one?

It's my last one.

Give me the keys.

Give me the cigarette.

Your rattletrap sure shakes a lot.

If anyone had said I'd find myself with my grandson

on board a jalopy, on my way to the Vercors...

It's a 4WD,

and we're going to the Ain.

The Ain, yes.

That's right in the middle of France, isn't it?

My husband wanted to take me there to see the volcanoes.

That's the Auvergne.

Two days ago, I was in my little town, with my little life.

I got in my car for a drive

and one thing led to another...

You sure blab a lot.

- Not like you. - I talk to say something.

Oh, so I bore you?

I don't know why I came with you, I'd be better off at home.

Just drop me off at the next train station.

No one gets along in this family!

There's an exit coming up.

You're not taking it?

There was surely a train station.

I might talk too much, but you don't listen.

Look, it's Grandpa!

- Who are you? Are you the mayor? - Yes.

And I'm in the middle

of elections.

- Are there elections going on? - Politics don't interest you?

Yes, yes.

- Which elections? - Municipal.

Of course, the municipals!

- Can you believe it! Shit! - Charly, sit down.

Marine Le Pen, no way!

Marine Le Pen, no way!

Can you believe it? You can't believe it?

Good morning, rabbits!

Do you have any tea?

There should be some.

- You don't know where? - No.

Make yourself at home.

Was that sarcastic?

No.

I don't want to abuse,

but I don't have any money to buy cigarettes.

Thank you.

Watch out for your hair.

Thank you.

You want to see my rabbits?

Let me drink my tea first.

- Mom, what're you doing here? - I came to get you.

But I just got here.

You forgot the forks, Charly!

She's still here?

- Who? - My mother.

It was cool with Bettie!

We went to a lake.

Bettie, Mom's here.

Hello.

She's wearing my shawl?

I lent it to her.

- No kiss for me? - Come here and get it.

- Hello. - Hello, Muriel.

- How are you? - You've made yourself at home!

She was sick. She was at the hospital.

Pumpkin, I missed you so much.

I want to eat you!

Hey Memo'.!

Come and join the party!

You're going to fall.

What did I tell you?

Her new job didn't last long.

- Once again. - Yes.

Charly says she can't hang on to a job.

I don't know how she gets by.

I help out a little.

- Is he still in Ibiza? - So I hear.

- Sure you don't need help? - No, thanks.

Does he ever visit you?

No. It's been nine years.

Not counting his mother's funeral.

- First time the family's together. - Yes.

Since you didn't come to Muriel and Romain's wedding.

I'm impressed by your kitchen.

Mine at the restaurant isn't better.

- Did you just redo it? - No.

It was for Madeleine.

I don't cook.

What do you eat?

Canned sardines...

- No one to cook for you? - Suits me fine.

I lost my husband too.

But it was long ago.

Don't ask how he died, no one ever believes it.

Joking about Dad's death again?

Don't mind me.

Where're you going?

Checking on the barbecue.

I'm happy to see you.

Same old tune?

We're not going to let the Greens beat us, are we?

If they want my job, they can have it.

Oh no, Mr. Mayor, we're behind you!

Don't be defeatist.

We're rooting for you.

Seeing you puts me in this state.

You avoided me when you came for Charly.

Maybe I don't want to see you either.

I'll go if you like.

Stop playing the victim!

I'm taking my son and I'm splitting.

I come and you hide in your kitchen.

Not a question, nothing about how I'm doing.

Or if I'm bummed about my shit job!

You have no generosity!

Sparks are flying!

What about me!

All you care about are your restaurant and lovers!

You never cared about me!

And it'll never change.

You'd rather make marinades. Everyone will be in raptures!

"Oh, thank you! It's so good! She's so nice!"

But your so-called family,

what's it take to get something?

What does that mean?

You didn't love Dad.

You didn't love me.

Who'd you love besides that jerk?

The great love of her life.

Dead in the accident!

It's easy when you're 20!

You sure loved him!

The passionate woman!

It probably would've lasted six months

and you ruined your life over him!

Stop dreaming. Take care of those who are here!

Apologize or you leave.

You're on her side too?

Stop it right now.

- Where are we going? - We're going home!

Charly, you're coming with me.

She says it's the tranquilizers that make her manic.

It's possible.

Stop it!

But she was like that as a child.

Screaming fits, tears, and then a darling smile...

Don't mess with me!

Stay away!

Charly, the rabbits!

Are you all right?

What's she doing here?

Muriel!

Mother...

The Green rabbits are a damned nuisance!

- That's Chantal's rabbit. - I caught one!

You're the best.

Who says I don't run fast?

Stop it.

Did you drink for real?

Let me see.

The authorities came?

They're going to impound the house.

- I don't know how to tell her. - You mean the restaurant?

- The house too? - That's right.

Your mother's a real character.

She's picturesque from a distance,

but on a daily basis...

How long did I leave her? Five days?

You think she'd have given me one more day? No.

It's a rabbit.

A Welsh rabbit!

Here's the meat.

Dig in while it's hot.

Isn't this nice?

The well-cooked meat is on top.

The rare underneath.

You're spoiling us.

I'll take the big one.

You want it well-cooked, I think?

Here you go.

Bettie, I want the recipe.

She's totally marriageable.

My marinade!

What about the right? 24. We get the leftovers.

They hassle us about 4WDs, pine trees, footpaths...

It's complicated.

I have the first results.

We're 14 votes behind Chantal.

She's in the lead, sir.

We're ahead of the right, but we'll have to negotiate...

Mother!

I'm smoking again too.

I love you.

I love you too.

I hear the restaurant's in trouble.

It's not the first time.

- But this time they sent the police. - The police?

For the inventory yesterday.

Annie said they're seizing everything.

You didn't know?

I made too many mistakes.

I can't get back on my feet.

You're even prettier.

I'm not so sure.

It's been so long, I was sure you'd have aged.

You'll be beautiful in your coffin.

That's cheerful!

I don't know about that, but I'll be able to rest.

Are you tired?

I'm starting to be.

What's this about you fainting?

It was nothing.

Was it because you were upset about your break-up?

Annie told me. It made me laugh.

No, it touched me.

I'm almost over it.

It's hot in here.

Here's your shawl back.

It'll be all right.

My grandmother, one night at a fête,

After drinking two fingers of wine,

Told me with her head wagging,

How many lovers I had when I was young!

Oh how I miss

MY plump arms...

I sang this when you were little.

Oh how I miss my plump arms,

My shapely legs and my lost years!

Mother, should I do like you?

Hey! My grandchildren, why,

When I did like my grandmother,

Wouldn't you do like me?

Oh how I miss my plump arms,

My shapely legs and my lost years!

Alain, it's all over.

They scored another 16 votes.

We have to go to City Hall.

Call the prefecture.

It was bound to happen!

You lost?

That's the way the dice roll!

It's not worth hanging yourself over.

There's worse.

I've finished up. Goodnight, sir.

Goodnight, Colette.

- Goodnight, ma'am. - Goodnight.

Last stop, everyone out.

Just like me.

You have your restaurant. Something to live for.

Not much anymore.

Well...

I have my mother.

I'm not used to...

drinking this much.

I'm capable of clinging to a man like a barnacle.

I abhor thongs...

and hard-boiled eggs.

I'm afraid of...

I'm afraid of tunnels...

and moths.

I hate women who call their husbands "honey".

I love being called "honey".

I hate women who daub paint on their nails.

It's not paint.

It's nail polish.

Let's say I don't like polish

or artifices in general.

Not even perfume?

Yours, yes.

I'm not wearing any!

That must be why.

Are you in there, Grandpa?

Yes. Go feed the rabbits, son.

Is Grandma with you?

Yes.

Are you okay, Grandma?

Yes, I'm fine.

Did you find them?

- What're they doing? - What do you think, dummy?

Are there any trains today?

There are no more trains, cars or bicycles...

There's nothing to take you away from here.

But what'll I do with my mother?

- There's rat poison in the basement. - What?

What?

There's rat poison in the basement.

That's not nice.

What did he say?

I didn't hear.

"Life goes on."

Life goes on!

Adaptation: Julie Meyer

Subtitling: CNST, Montreal