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She's sixteen.

Yeah.

She's in her fourth month.

- My Cam. - I'm scared.

Attempted medical abortion with Cytotec and some cannabis.

Dizziness and vomiting.

I love you so much, honey.

No, her vitals are good.

I'm admitting her to Cherbourg's ER.

OK.

LITTLE ONES

I'm sorry, Camille. There's no other solution for now.

Please don't do this! I'm happy with my mother.

I can't let you send her across the country.

70 miles isn't the end of the earth.

You're on our ass, but you're no help.

Camille, look at me.

It's not permanent. And your mom can visit.

- She doesn't want the baby. - It's true, I don't.

Mrs. Moutier, please sit down.

We've tried several things.

At 4 months,

an attempted abortion is no joke.

It's a criminal offense in France.

You put your daughter's life at risk.

It's his fault. He knocked her up and disappeared!

Where is the father? What does he say?

- What can he say? - Let Camille talk.

He's saving up for Holland. Like we agreed.

Yeah right, an apprentice seaman...

Listen, I've given you several warnings.

This hospitalization is the last straw.

Camille, I'm sending you

to a maternity home for 6 months.

I won't let you do this! You can't send her...

You can appeal.

I think this is Camille's best option right now.

"Camille's best option"? You have no idea what I want.

Camille,

you're 4 months pregnant.

Pregnant? It's empty in here!

It's not alive. It's nothing!

I won't let it ruin my life!

- Happy? Got what you wanted? - You know that isn't true.

You've been bugging us for 15 years! You and your shitty car!

Mom, calm down.

It's going to be OK.

Calm down.

- Cam, wait! - What?

I have nothing to say.

- We need to talk. You're leaving? - Go away, Medhi.

For real? I can't talk to you. You only listen to her!

- What? - I tried to clean up your mess.

We had sex for a few months.

You think we're married? Leave me alone.

Go play with your rowboats.

Wait... This is the second time she's being taken from me.

The second time!

Tell me what to do! I'll do it right now.

Right now!

I'll appeal, you hear me?

I'll come to get you, OK?

Stop it, Mom!

Fuck!

Alison,

I keep telling you.

You can't make a child eat like this.

She's a pain. She won't eat.

She eats with you. Not with me.

- You know how violent that is? - It's not my fault she won't eat.

Alison, this has to change. You've run out of second chances.

Fuck it!

Hi. I'm Catherine Limon, the director.

Nice to meet you.

Hello, Camille.

Screw this place!

We were waiting.

I'm Nadine, your counselor.

We'll show Camille around. Come with us?

I already told Camille I have to go.

- You can call me. - I'll be sure to if I need a hug.

Thank you.

- Have a nice drive home. - Bye.

Say hi to Camille?

Here's the daycare center. Most of the children come here.

The rooms are upstairs.

This is the staff office.

There's a counselor all night long. Salim's on tonight.

If you need anything...

I'm not 7. I won't call in the middle of the night.

You never know.

This is the kitchen.

And here we are, back in the common room.

You're all dirty, Theo.

- Fatou, your feet, please. - They're clean, Ma'am.

Nadine, can you take her?

Sure.

Want to see your room?

Here we are.

See you at 7 pm in the dining hall.

No way. I never eat at that hour.

I'll leave it, for tonight.

See you later?

- Bye-bye, Camille. - Bye-bye.

But I know we're not allowed...

Hey, girl from Cherbourg! Scared to come out?

Let Camille get settled, please.

Diana, open the door. Go bug her!

Leave me alone, Salim, I won't eat her.

Come on, girls!

Sing it, Mom!

And the dawn brings me to sleep

You sing too!

I don't want the sun to come

When I hold his head in my hands

I swear to you I feel sorrow

And I wonder

If this love will have a tomorrow

When I'm away from him

When I'm away from him

I feel like I'm losing my mind

I'm no longer from here...

We haven't even said hi.

- To who? - The new girl.

What is this, speed-dating?

Mom, don't panic. Please.

Calm down.

You'll call the judge and say you want to appeal.

Ask her how to do it. She'll explain everything.

I know... What am I supposed to do?

- Is Diana asleep? - Almost.

Where's your baby phone?

Out of batteries.

That won't work, Alison.

I just came down for a second. Don't pull a Nadine on me.

The rule goes for everyone. This isn't about Nadine.

It's about Diana, upstairs alone.

She has asthma. Should I bring her out in the cold?

- She has a point. - Thanks, girls.

Done, everyone? Camille?

Come on, everyone's going in.

Mom, I really have to go. I love you.

In my family session, the director said to let me breathe.

- That's not all we said. - Breathe!

That's not all we said. Let's go!

I want a new counselor.

We'll talk to Mrs. Limon. Sure, we'll do that.

- Great! - You too, Camille. Let's go. Now.

Nadine seems cool at first. But she's always on your back.

And Salim is her dog.

OK, Pink Pants. Let's go.

- He follows her everywhere. - Now, Britney Spears!

Ev-ery-where!

Bruno Courreau Attorney-at-law

- I'm here to see Bruno. - You have an appointment?

- It's personal. - Wait, Miss!

Everything OK, Sylvie?

Sir, can I talk to you for two minutes? I won't be long.

Just two minutes, please.

- Two minutes. - Thanks!

I'll handle this.

I hear I can get benefits after 3 months of pregnancy.

I'm at 4 months. Do I get 2 months' worth?

- I assume it's retroactive. - Retroactive?

- Which means? - You should get the third month.

If I give you that money, can you help my mom get me back?

Sorry, I'm a financial attorney.

That's OK. If you're expensive, I can pay in installments.

You need a specialized lawyer.

Your parents should be handling this.

Of course. I'm just getting information.

But I have to keep some of the 614 ? for October

for my mom's birthday.

Fine. I have a colleague...

Just use your lawyer words:

"This is Camille, this is her mother. They should be together, your Honor."

Here. Have your mom call my colleague.

I hope he'll be able to get your file from child services.

Why were you put in a home?

Wow, you're worse than the judge.

- Miss, I have work... - Hey, I'm being polite.

Why are you sending me away?

You think I'm stupid? Here...

And don't forget to bang Sylvie with her pornstar glasses!

I'll say it again.

You can go out between 2 and 5 pm.

Not 5:45.

You're bugging me over 40 minutes?

Furthermore, pregnant women don't rollerblade.

- What happens if you fall? - Problem solved.

Did you give some thought to restaurant school?

All they want is smiling girls with cute butts.

Total waste of time.

I'm going to remind you every day!

I'm not giving up.

- Got a minute? - Sure.

Laura's son is about to leave. She's going to make a scene.

Shit...

Salim, 5 pm, seriously?

There are 8 women here. We have rules.

It's like being in jail.

Jail... please.

She won't wait for Theo to wake up to see his brother!

Calm down, Laura.

I'm their mother! Can't we be together for 5 minutes?

Laura, you know it's not our call.

They're my kids!

I hate you!

Didn't you move the baby's nap? Really, Salim!

You think I have time to worry about this?

I'm busy too.

- Don't take it that way. - How should I take it?

Laura!

You can change your mind about the therapist.

Forget it. I don't talk to strangers.

I think that's all.

Can I go?

What are you doing here? You'll freeze to death.

What do you like in the morning? Coffee? Hot chocolate?

Hot chocolate.

Thank you.

When I was sad,

my mother would tell me to dig a hole and bury my sorrow.

What are you watching? Which cartoon is that?

Here.

- Can you pick him up later? - OK. Remember to tell daycare.

How many months are you?

What?

How pregnant are you?

What?

4 months or days?

Diana, I'm the one who cleans up!

She sure doesn't look pregnant.

- Who left their stuff in the machine? - It's Diana.

She pees in bed and pulls off her diaper.

- Not my problem. - Not mine either!

Not my diapers.

One machine just isn't enough.

No wonder our kids are dirty.

- I'll run your machine. - Thanks.

Of course.

She always gets what she wants.

Hey Beyoncé, expecting twins?

Beyoncé!

- Why is he crying? - He's killing me.

Diana!

Camille, your ultrasound appointment!

You've told me three times. Give it a rest!

So answer me once. Make my life easier.

Can you go shopping?

Of course. I've shopped alone since I was 7.

Don't poor people know how to count?

Hey, the door!

Now what?

Don't call my dad. He'll beat the shit out of me.

Look how cute she is! It's her birthday.

Be nice.

- She's been caught 3 times. - That makes us friends.

But I don't know you. I don't buy your bullshit.

It's my ass on the line.

He said "ass".

Come on, girls. Pay up.

We don't have any money. Be nice.

If you don't let us go, I'll say you tried to touch me.

- They'll believe us. It's two... - Against one.

Really, drama queens?

I don't call the cops over candy.

Great. So, let's split!

Don't you thank people who are nice to you?

I was just kidding. I'm not a liar.

I learned that trick from my mom. Works every time.

It's awesome. They're such idiots.

That was hilarious.

Hey, girls!

Move your butts!

"Move your butts!"

I said my dad would beat me up,

but I don't even know him! Never seen him.

Neither has Diana, but she keeps growing anyway.

That's for sure.

How many months did you get?

I'm here for Diana, not for me. They wanted to put her in foster care.

- No way! - I did it for her.

Hey, girls! What are you doing?

Chill out! The gyno told me I should walk.

- I was waiting in the parking lot. - Relax! Take a break, Nadine!

Stay zen! Have some fun!

Move it!

Fuck off, baldie!

Nadine, you're holding up traffic. Go on!

This has to stop, you hear me?

OK, let's get moving! Everyone, keep moving!

Go on, make fun of me. You two are heading for trouble.

You're holding everyone up!

She's crazy!

- It's true. She won't leave me alone. - Told you so.

Next thing you know, we'll have to sign up for the toilet.

Give it up!

It's worse once your kid's born. You'll see.

No, I won't. I'm not keeping the baby.

What did you say?

It's no big deal, you know.

Don't tell the girls. They'll give you shit.

Camille!

- We really have to go. - She's coming.

I'm not going if something bad happened to her.

We can't be late.

She's my mom. I have to wait for her.

Come on.

This baby is doing very well.

His size is normal. He's moving nicely.

Here, look. He's sucking on his fist.

Can you ditch the sound? My head hurts.

How's the pregnancy going, Camille?

It's going.

Can you feel him move?

Yeah, it's weird. Like a tiny alien.

You'll get used to it.

- You'll see. - I didn't say it hurts.

When can I give birth?

We only induce when the baby is at risk.

Look.

Your due date is...

December 18.

- You're halfway through. - It feels like ages.

This time is crucial. You and the baby are connected.

Even if you don't keep it, it feels things...

My mom hated being pregnant but it never affected me.

Right.

See you in 6 weeks.

Go ahead.

Take your time.

You OK?

What are you doing here?

I have the 700.

- You sure you're pregnant? - Yeah.

I thought when you're pregnant...

your boobs get bigger.

I was psyched. I was expecting to see a change...

Give me a ciggy.

So, no interesting physical changes?

But you can forget about Holland.

What do you mean? Forget about it?

- A month ago, it was the only solution. - Too late. It's moving.

- What's moving? - The baby.

You can feel the baby moving in your tummy?

So what do we do?

I'll give it to any bitch who wants it. What can I say?

Don't worry. I'll handle it.

Go back to school.

Please, Cam. Don't start again.

You put your head in the sand,

until you needed a solution!

You prefer school to me.

How old are you, 12? Am I talking to a child?

What did you expect me to do?

Act like a hot-shot and skip school to see my girl?

I'm working to get out of here. Not waiting to be rescued.

I'm not waiting either. I've been all alone for over a month.

The stupid window won't open!

Stop.

- Calm down. You'll hurt yourself. - I can't take this!

- Don't touch me! - You'll get hurt. Calm down.

I can't take anymore!

I want to go home.

I know you do. This day was too much for you.

I want to go home.

Today was a tough day.

Why isn't my mom here?

She's my mother. She should be here.

Why isn't she here? She's my mother!

- You can tell her you missed her today. - No, I can't! I just can't!

Tell her how hard this is for you.

I can't! That asshole with the tie...

He's right. My file is a pile of crap.

I'm just a piece of shit.

We can ask for your file and look at it together.

And Medhi acts like the problem will magically disappear!

But it's too late. It's been too late for months!

It's been over for months!

Breathe.

Hi, Mom?

Are you OK?

I was worried.

My ultrasound was today.

When he does that, tell him to piss off!

No, no...

The doctor didn't offer.

A boy? I don't know.

Yeah... Mom, I can't really talk right now.

I have to go.

I love you. Big kiss.

Her boss never gives her any work.

He called her... She had no choice.

Nadine, can you leave me, please?

Sit up at the table. Like a big girl.

Hey, you're not her mother.

Breathe.

Look in my eyes.

Fatou, do the dog.

Forget it! That doesn't work.

It worked for me, both times!

Can we go? I can't wait any longer.

You have your bag?

It's going to tear you up down there. This much!

It rips your pussy apart!

Get the epidural or you'll die!

Breathe.

Nadine, are you coming back?

I'm just dropping her off. Fatou's mom will meet us.

- Theo's not in daycare? - I'm here for the weekend.

- So? - I'm depressed. I want my son with me.

Theo's not a bandage. He's not here to make you feel better.

Who cares? It hurts!

We'll discuss it later.

Fatou! Fatou!

I'll bring the car around.

We're very pleased.

She's starting to open up to the group.

- It's going OK. - That's good.

We disagree at times.

Smoking and rollerblading when pregnant.

- If you could... - Tighten the screws?

You're really showing!

- I am? - Totally!

- The girls say I look good for 5 months. - No rollerblading, OK?

I was telling your mom that over the past month,

you've settled down.

That's good news.

With your agreement, of course, Camille and I have discussed

taking a look at her file.

I don't follow. What for?

Well...

Being pregnant can trigger her.

Thinking about her childhood, her roots might help Camille during those moments.

It's not my idea.

Stirring up shit can help?

That's not what I meant.

Let's be clear. I have nothing to hide from my daughter.

Great. All you have to do is sign.

Anyway, we share everything.

Mom, let's go.

Don't fill her head with shit.

- Enjoy your weekend. - Thanks, you too.

- Does she want to ruin our weekend? - She's not usually like that.

- Want a tour? - No, this place depresses me.

Besides, Fred's waiting.

- We're going for mussels! - No shit!

Right before I left, there's this girl named Fatou...

She's 9 months pregnant, like this.

She went into labor.

Everyone went nuts. The counselors, the girls...

It was really intense.

- You have your own counselor? - Yeah.

- You should see her face. - Nadine.

And that awful floral print shirt.

- It's so... - Yeah, but...

When I look at my daughter, I wonder what she's doing there.

What are the other girls like?

- Teen mothers. - They're all different.

One was beaten up.

One was kicked out by her dad.

My friend was involved in robbery and assault

and left her little girl all alone.

Little Diana was put in a home for 2 years.

What about me?

Once, I was late for school and bam, foster care!

It took me 18 months to get her back.

- The sundae and two spoons? - For me and my sister.

She didn't tick.

- It works each time. - You have the same face.

It's kind of weird.

To get into a club, it helps.

"This is my little sister... Or my cousin..."

I almost forgot. Look at this.

- That's awesome! - Fred did it.

I want the same one!

In 4 years.

- Why 4 years? - I can't tattoo a minor.

It's OK. I'll give you a special parental authorization.

In that case...

"My Clo", "My Cam".

See? He's not the kind of guy you kick out of bed.

He drinks, doesn't he?

Nah, that's history.

I wanted to know... Have you seen Medhi?

Yeah, with some ugly chick.

He's such a jerk.

You mean, like, his girlfriend?

They were sucking face. He doesn't deserve you, my Cam.

Clo?

We need to go or we'll hit traffic.

Can we drop you off?

I thought we were spending the weekend together.

You have no idea how badly your mom wanted to see you.

It'll go by fast.

And I'll see you in October.

You look so pretty in my old shawl.

- You sure we can't drop you off? - I'm right next door.

Don't cry.

If you cry, I'll cry too.

I'm OK. Go on, you'll be late.

- I love you so much, honey. - Me too, Mom.

- Thanks, you're a life-saver. - You were right to call.

- Get in. - Scoot over, sweetie.

Bad day?

Yeah, my mom ditched me.

That sucks.

Ready? Take this, baby.

You sure Diana will be OK?

She's used to being left at Tony's. She won't cry.

Alright.

She's crazy!

Shit, Diana! What are you doing? Why are you up?

Your inhaler will do you good.

Come on, damn it.

Fuck! You peed in your pajamas.

I'm crashing.

I'll change her. Go have fun. Come here, honey.

Diana, you're such a pain. You pee everywhere.

What are you doing with your diaper?

Put my diaper on.

Don't take it off.

- What? - Let me put it on.

Me!

Diana, please stop it.

Mommy!

Don't worry about Mommy.

Where is your baby?

In my tummy.

What if he takes...

What?

What if the baby takes my binky?

Here's your binky.

He won't take your binky. Don't worry.

The baby just moved.

Why did he move?

He moves in my tummy. He needs to exercise.

So he moves around a bit.

Put your hand here and maybe he'll move.

Right here.

I'm scared.

Don't worry. The baby will never hurt you.

- Open the tummy. - You want to open my tummy?

The baby has to stay in my tummy a little longer.

Then, he can come out.

- Why? - He needs to get bigger.

He has to grow inside his mommy's tummy...

- Where is the mommy? - I'm the mommy.

Tiny baby!

He is so cute!

Yes, you little darling.

I've always known I wanted a baby.

I want one like this, so tiny and so cute!

I'm telling you, I'm going to have a second one.

How nice to have a little snack with Mommy.

Right?

Fruit is even better than a candy bar.

Lots of moms give their kids candy. No one gives them shit.

I said it was nice sharing a snack.

The new trainee is in charge!

Yeah!

They tell me to share my food, and look what happens.

She has no kids and she lectures us?

My mom gave me lots of candy,

and my ass sure isn't the biggest one here.

Burnt!

My ass is more popular than yours!

Ali!

It's getting worse. We need the doctor.

Take him!

Hurry!

She's having an asthma attack.

Take him back, Fatou.

Look, he's crying.

She doesn't know how to hold him.

Take him.

He's upset.

Stop crying!

It'll be OK.

Give Diana a kiss for me.

Nadine?

Did you read my file?

Yes.

We'll discuss it later if you want.

I don't care what's in there, except...

about my father. I'd like to know more.

Haven't you asked your mom?

She says she doesn't know which one it is.

There's no info, sorry. It says, "father unknown".

Forget it, I was just wondering.

You should talk to your mom about your birth.

And your childhood.

It's more our style

to chat, go out or bitch about people.

I think your birth was not easy on her.

I know.

She was young, and her mother kicked her out.

It was tough.

Maybe she thought, just like you with your baby,

that it would be easier to give you away.

She gave birth anonymously.

Then she changed her mind and came for you a month later.

I doubt she didn't love you.

You need to know that.

I don't want to talk about this.

I'm going to see Diana.

I'm so relieved you're here. I was so scared.

She did this when she was a baby.

- Can I leave her with you? - Sure.

One sec. I have to call Tony and there's no signal here.

OK?

This is my last one. I'm not buying any more.

I love you, honey. Big kiss.

Mommy will be right back.

It's very important, ma'am. Her asthma is serious.

You must stop smoking.

OK, I'll stop.

One night I sleep with him

But I know it is forbidden

I feel the fever that eats at me

Without a shadow of remorse

When I hold his head in my hands

I swear to you I feel sorrow...

The baby moved.

- Why isn't the onesie for your baby? - I'm making it for Diana.

Is it true you're not keeping it?

I'm not in the mood.

Maybe I misunderstood what Alison told me.

Alison has no business talking about others.

Neither do you.

Mothers who give up their babies, it's messed up.

- Stop it, Laura. - They're part of us for 9 months!

Just shut up and leave me alone. Finish your t-shirt.

You must spend your whole life wondering why you were abandoned.

Think about the baby.

Sometimes...

trying to do what's best for the baby leads to letting him go.

What?

How can you say that? You're crazy!

You work here and you're telling us to give up our kids?

Every story is unique.

Quit laughing. I told you, I'm not in the mood.

Everyone does their best. Don't judge.

Now, you're the Dalai-whatever?

Laura, chill.

Stop showing off with your kangaroo. You're pissing me off.

You're the kangaroo.

What does a kangaroo do when it's scared?

It runs away and abandons its babies. Just like you!

Don't lecture me when your son is in foster care.

What's your plan? Another baby?

Both of you calm down. You, sit down.

Thank goodness she's not keeping hers. Poor baby!

Mine will be adopted. That's what you should have done.

Camille, calm down. She's stopping.

- Stop it. - She's insane!

Camille!

Camille, please come back.

- Open it. - Calm down.

Just open the gate!

Sorry, this day's been hard on you.

I don't care! I don't want to talk about it.

I'll have a file a runaway report.

- Hang on... - I'm useless.

Let's take a walk together. We'll talk it through.

Let's go. Camille, come back!

What are you looking at? There's nothing to see.

You OK, Miss?

Why? What did I do?

It's dangerous to rollerblade at night.

Don't you have anything to do? The action's at the station!

I want to see Camille when the cops drop her off.

For today,

since we already spent time on Cindy Costa last week,

I want to take advantage of Carine's presence

to review Fatou Diaby and Alison Bruhat.

Let's circle back to Fatou later and quickly discuss Alison.

Any news from her?

- The hospital called. Diana is better. - Great!

But they're concerned about Alison.

She seemed disappointed by Diana's progress.

Alison is a concern. I've been worried for ages.

I've been here 2 days, but it seems we've hit rock bottom.

Definitely.

How can it get better when the staff changes each month?

Nothing personal.

I was here

when Alison left for the hospital, she seemed genuinely upset.

She had to cancel with her boyfriend. Of course she was.

Alison loves to make her life a tragedy.

She won't become a good caregiver overnight.

I pointed out her negligence all year long.

An entire year. Open your eyes!

We've added a second counselor.

Let's see how it goes with Salim on board.

Let's see.

We're on a meeting, Laura.

It won't change with the wave of a magic wand.

You'd separate everyone at the first incident.

The first incident?

Is this the first incident?

No one ever opens their mouth.

Nadine, didn't you do enough damage yesterday with Camille?

Everyone's had Camille's file for 2 weeks.

And nobody said a word.

I said we'd discuss it together. But not without immediate support.

I was at the hospital with her.

She asked if I'd read her file. A perfect opportunity.

- We should have talked it over first. - Talk, that's all we do here.

All talk, no action.

We talk about Diana regressing.

"Should we try this? Or this?"

We need to wake up!

- Relax, Nadine. - Let me explain something...

At 3, she already knows

she has to be sick to get her mom's attention.

Nadine, I think everyone here gets it. Settle down.

Right, more talk...

What about Laura and her incestuous bond with her sons?

Let's talk! We talk and we turn a blind eye.

- That's not fair. - Yes, it is! Because everyone shuts up!

- Enough, Nadine. - No, it's not enough!

The kids are giving us warning signs!

Right in our faces and no one sees them!

- Nadine? - What?

- About Camille... - Why don't you speak up?

- You're just like the rest of them. - OK... Stop.

I'm not your punching bag.

I'm sorry.

It's not you. This just makes me so...

For once, I'm not in the mood.

Salim, I'm sorry.

Thanks for bringing her back. Goodbye.

You OK?

Got a light?

Do you want to talk about your birth with your mom?

Do you want to talk about Salim with your husband?

Sometimes, talking hurts too much.

They're coming!

Diana! Alison!

Look how pretty she is!

Make some room!

Mom, I missed you so much!

I have to confess, I've been sleeping in your bed.

Mom, the yogurts are expired.

I didn't check.

So... Ciggy in bed?

Ciggy in bed, yeah!

Why didn't you call me?

I don't know.

Fred's a good guy. The problem is the booze.

Did you split up?

Don't worry. We'll find you a real man.

A real dream maker?

A man with money and a brain.

Fred's off the list, then.

So is Vince, and Carl...

Nope, no Vince or Carl. Exactly.

- Remember Nordahl? - Oh, shit!

While you're waiting for Prince Charming...

It's even wrapped!

Take this.

They're real gold.

White gold.

My Cam!

Happy birthday, Mom.

You shouldn't have!

- How do I look? - Gorgeous!

They go well with your hair.

- Really? - They look great.

Actually, you're the man of my dreams.

If only...

Things would be much easier.

Awesome.

It feels so strange.

- Don't get attached. - I won't. Don't worry.

- What time do we meet at Jimmy's? - 7 pm.

Don't be late.

Mom, what did the chick with Medhi look like?

I don't remember.

- You alright? - Yeah, I'm fine.

You don't answer your phone,

you show up here and run away.

What's your deal?

- Is it true you have a girlfriend? - Who told you that?

No way. Thanks to you, I'm done with girls.

- I thought... - You think a lot of things.

But you never listen to anyone.

Miskina.

I don't know what I'm doing here.

You're pretty when you sulk.

- You sure? - Yeah.

Come here.

- You OK? - Yeah.

Champagne?

Champagne!

Where's the party?

At Jimmy's!

Ever since I was a kid I liked Hot girls

Day and night I thought about Hot girls

But I never got any Hot girls

I never understood Hot girls

I wasn't good enough for Hot girls

I could never attract Hot girls

So I hated Hot girls

I even insulted Hot girls

In songs about Hot girls

That made me famous like Hot girls

But I think I've become A hot girl

People talk to me Like a hot girl

I get followed Like a hot girl

I don't take the bus at night Like a hot girl

I've left the real world Like a hot girl

I'm suspicious of people Like a hot girl

People buy me drinks Like a hot girl

They want my number Like a hot girl

I get lots of texts Like a hot girl

I get lots of presents Like a hot girl

I pose in photos Like a hot girl

I find work easily Like a hot girl

I watch my image Like a hot girl

I go on diets Like a hot girl

I count my calories Like a hot girl

I work out too Like a hot girl

I have great hair Like a hot girl...

Get out of my bar.

- Take your bottle and get lost. - Stop!

Get lost!

Madam came over this afternoon for a quickie,

so I thought we were back together.

But you're hitting on this bastard.

Me, a bastard?

- Fred, please go. - And you...

Don't you want to do better than your mother?

Instead of getting knocked up by some loser!

What the fuck? Who do you think you are?

- Let me go! - Stop it, for God's sake!

Fucking let him go!

Stop! Leave him alone!

- Come back here and you're dead. - Shut up, you bum.

- He's nuts. - Are you for real, Mom?

You slept with Fred this afternoon, and now you're hitting on Jimmy?

He hit you 3 weeks ago. What's wrong with you?

What?

My pregnant teenage daughter isn't going to tell me what to do!

Come back. It's my birthday.

Go celebrate your birthday. Enough!

Mom, it's 12:30. My train's in a half hour.

- Did you check the buses? - Out front in 10.

Can't you skip a day? It's not school.

The ultrasound date is on the fridge. Here, coffee.

Happy to see that counselor of yours, full of good intentions?

They take your daughter from you.

They screw you over big-time and you're supposed to thank them.

- If you're taking me, you need to move. - Give me a drag.

You pissed me off last night.

Can't you make an effort for the last 5 minutes?

Miss Perfect tells me off and I'm supposed to shut up?

Wake up, honey. For 16 years, I've been busting my ass for you.

Minus the month you abandoned me, and 16 months of foster care.

- Redo the math. - What?

What did you just say? That's really shitty.

Did you love me at first sight?

They've brainwashed you!

You didn't leave me and then change your mind?

Go back to your shitty center and your stupid counselors.

There's the door, my Cam.

Don't call me that and backstab me.

Admit your mistakes, that's all I ask.

Give your baby to some sterile snob and come see me.

Look at you! You're so useless! You're just a drama queen.

You're not even a mother!

You want to give me lessons about having children?

My Cam!

After the birth,

you can leave the baby whatever details you want.

It's important for the baby to have access to its roots and story.

You can leave whatever you want.

A teddy bear, a letter...

A teddy bear is a good idea.

- I think I prefer that to a letter. - It's your call.

You can also write a letter, just for yourself.

Putting your thoughts to paper may help you see more clearly.

You'll have 2 months,

if you change your mind and want your baby back.

I know the drill.

The baby can only be adopted after those 2 months.

We'll discuss that later, won't we?

Another applesauce!

- Another applesauce. - Later.

I come for the day, and you've already popped out a kid!

This is Diana.

I'm babysitting her for an hour.

Can you say hi?

Grab my hand!

Wow, you look drop-dead gorgeous!

Am I hot or what? Haven't fucked in 10 days. I'm horny!

You're nuts.

Honey, be good for Auntie Cam.

Keep her head up. She's been congested since this morning.

I will. Don't worry.

Tony?

Is the coast clear?

Camille?

If I'm happy, Diana is happy.

OK, cool.

I'm coming down. You better catch me!

Careful!

Let's go. They're waiting.

Where are we going?

A bunch of us are going clubbing.

- Are you OK? - Where's my 'haler?

What's wrong?

We'll find your inhaler, OK?

It'll be OK. Don't worry, Diana. You'll be fine.

You know where the medicine is?

This is Alison. I don't listen to messages...

Ali, shit! Pick up!

Just breathe and stay calm. Please, Diana.

Shit, where is it?

Diana, stop crying!

Ali, call me back, please! Diana's sick.

I've called 15 times. Why don't you fucking answer?

Sorry, it's my fault.

I smoked in the room. I didn't know.

Go ahead!

Put my daughter in foster care. It's what you've always wanted.

We don't "want" to, Mrs. Bruhat.

We have to tell the judge. You've given us no choice.

You need time to rebuild your life.

But Diana doesn't have time.

She's waited long enough.

She can't wait any longer, Mrs. Bruhat.

Can't you see Diana isn't well?

We've discussed it.

She was potty-trained and now she's wetting her diaper again.

She has trouble concentrating.

- She hits things... - I told her not to.

Alison, that's not the problem.

She's trying to tell you something. "Look at me. I'm here."

But you don't see her.

- I do... - No, you don't hear her.

Mrs. Bruhat.

Please look at me, Mrs. Bruhat.

- I'm requesting emergency foster care. - No!

I don't want my daughter in foster care.

I want her to stay with me.

The goal is to give you time to get stronger.

So you can take better care of Diana in the future.

She's staying with me.

She's staying with me. She's not leaving.

She's my Diana. She's my daughter.

She's mine. Not yours or anyone else's.

She belongs to me. She's my daughter.

She's my Diana. I love her.

You understand she belongs to me?

- It's going fast. - You still have 6 weeks.

I meant the baby's heart.

You still don't want to know the baby's gender?

- Should I tell you? - No, that's OK.

I want it to be adopted by parents who love each other.

With money. A rich family.

- Is child welfare handling it? - Yes.

You don't get to choose, Camille. Remember?

Child welfare? That's reassuring.

- Can I get dressed? - Yeah.

Give me that.

More. Can't you see there's more?

Here's your bunny. You want it?

I'll hold onto it for now.

Fuck!

What are you doing? Why are you here?

- I kept calling... - I don't fucking care. Shut up!

Diana, it's her fault you're being sent away.

Her fault!

Let's go. It stinks in here.

Traitor! Proud of yourself?

I hope it hurts like hell when you give your kid away.

Bitch.

Salim, wait!

Salim.

Please let me talk to her.

Please, let me say goodbye.

Can I have a kiss?

My pretty girl.

My little one. Here.

Take this. It's like a blankie. You'll be OK.

Just squeeze it tight.

Hide, that's OK. It'll be fine.

I'm sorry.

If I do a 360, we're keeping it.

Stop. For months, I've been around girls struggling to cope.

I haven't even tried and you've already decided.

I bet you couldn't even give it a bottle.

Go on, Slimani!

World champion!

Yes! Medhi Slimani just performed a perfect 360.

He has decided to name his son...

- Abdelkader? - Abdelkader!

A magnificent name belonging to the great-grandfather of the baby,

who will also be called Abdelkader Slimani,

and become a great BMX champ!

His eyes will be as beautiful and bright as his mother's.

Come on. Let's write the letter.

Madam Camille aka The Whale wants to write the letter.

- But Medhi Slimani... - Stop it. Please.

Why are you being so naive? You know it takes time and money.

You have to be responsible.

You can't just pop in and out of its life.

No way.

Whatever... In 3 weeks, it'll be history.

I'm sorry.

I was just trying to cheer you up.

Anne? I think I peed in my pants.

- What is this? - Girls, her water broke!

Gross!

I'm busy peeing, guys!

Let's go. I have everything.

You don't want to call your mom? Or Medhi?

No one. My mom will make me anxious.

OK, it's your decision.

- I already called her. - It hurts!

Be brave. Breathe into the pain.

- I can't breathe. - Try.

You're very strong. Much stronger than you think.

The midwife is on her way.

Breathe into the pain. Just breathe.

- Inhale. It'll pass. - I can't! I'm suffocating!

It'll pass. You have to breathe.

Hey, don't take off the monitor!

You know I'm having contractions. Get rid of this machine!

Things are speeding up.

Why don't we check the cervix?

If it's dilated, I'll set up the epidural.

May I examine you?

Here we go.

The cervix is fully dilated.

It happened very fast. You're about to give birth.

There's no time for the epidural. But it'll be fine.

- It's OK. - Don't leave me!

You'll be fine.

- Everything'll be fine. - I'm so scared.

Don't be scared. You'll do great, OK?

I'll get my colleague.

Keep breathing.

Please stay with me.

Don't be scared.

- Breathe. - It's starting again!

That's good, keep breathing. It'll be over soon. Exhale.

Mommy!

It's coming, Camille.

You did it, Camille!

Good girl. It's over.

There we are. It's a little girl, Camille.

Do you want to hold her?

You feel OK?

You think I can see her?

I don't want anyone to see her.

I can help. I know what it's like.

What did you put in your letter?

What letter?

I need to be alone, Mom.

They say it's important to know where you come from.

At first, I thought it was a rich people thing,

the idea of a letter, of roots.

I grew up without asking for anything.

You were born on Wednesday, December 15th at 5:12 pm.

I was so scared when I first saw you.

I didn't hold you right away.

But that night, I slipped into the nursery to see you.

I immediately knew you were like me.

I didn't dare tell anyone.

When you were just a few hours old,

you raised your tiny fist and squeezed my finger.

In that instant, I saw the strength and courage in your eyes.

The day after you were born, your daddy wore a white shirt.

He was very handsome.

Seeing him near your cradle,

I dreamed of you, falling in love one day.

And I realized what you needed

was an endless supply of love,

kindness, and above all,

the freedom to grow.

I dreamed of suddenly growing up so I could protect you

from the storms and the wind.

Every year on your birthday,

I promise to think of that December day, when I made this enormous choice.

I won't lie to you. Life isn't a bed of roses.

Be brave and free, always.

There will be ups

and downs.

Nothing is impossible.

Run,

fly,

and grow.

It's never too late to find your way.

And don't forget.

Each time you blow out your candles,

I'll blow them out, too.

To my daughters

Subtitle translation: Holly Diener

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