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Sit down.

You all come

with preconceived ideas
about philosophy.

GRADUATE FIRST

And that's what bothers me.

Many things, including literature,

fill you with fixed ideas

which you bring to this room.

I think our first task

in these philosophy lessons

will be to unlearn,

to forget what you've been told.

That's the best way to begin.

The other thing
I want to say to you is that,

particularly in philosophy,

if there is no real need,

no real desire for philosophy

existing between you and me

on an individual level,

nothing will happen.

I can't experience that desire
on your behalf.

At that point,

two defenders from the other team

will come and mark
those who have the ball.

If I have the ball and I'm being
marked, what should I do?

If I have the ball and I'm being
marked, what should I do?

Find someone who isn't being
marked and pass them the ball.

If I don't have the ball

but my partner does,
what should I do?

Right,

off you go.
Over there, you three,

and two...
three of you over there.

Start with the ball over there.

Shake off your markers!

Shake off your markers!
Where are you going, Karine?

Are you with her? You're over there.

- Have you seen Cathy?
- Yeah. What about her?

She keeps stopping
in front of Bernard.

- So what?
- I don't know.

She's up to something.

Pass the ball... Yes.

Can you look after my top?
Thanks.

They're all getting dressed
without having a shower.

It's disgusting.

- You can't blame them.
- Why?

The teachers would hate it
if we all got naked!

Chip?

- Hi.
- Hi.

Got enough room?

- What have you been up to?
- I took Cathy out on the scooter.

- What scooter?
- Pisula.

- Have you been skiving again?
- Of course.

- There's Karine.
- Shit.

How am I gonna tell her?

- What would you say?
- I don't know.

How would you like it
if someone told you?

I wouldn't like it at all.

OK?

- Yes, you?
- Yes.

As usual.

- You too, Cathy?
- Yes, of course.

Move over.

- Were you in class today?
- No.

- Just for a change. You neither?
- No.

What a coincidence.

- What do you mean by that?
- Nothing.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- Hi.
- Hello.

Have you seen that girl's arse?

- Which one?
- The little brunette.

- Elisabeth?
- Yes.

- Do you know her?
- Yes, I know her.

She's got a lovely smile.

She only goes out with rich guys.

Then she dumps them.

What about you?

Me? I like tall blondes.

I can pull any girl I want,
but I'm not interested.

That blonde looks like she's in love.

She likes Bernard. They all do.

They're all too familiar.
It's always the same faces here.

I find them ugly.
They're unhealthy.

All they eat is chips.

If you don't like it,
look for a girl somewhere else.

- That's what I plan to do.
- Listen to him.

That's charming!

He wouldn't turn them down,
so he should shut up.

At least we have a laugh here.

It's hard to get out. Our folks
are strict, especially the fathers.

Even if you're 18,
the girls go home at 7.

They're all virgins anyway.

How would you know?

- What about Elisabeth?
- She's a slut.

Wait, I've got something to tell you.

What would you do
if Bernard ditched you?

I don't know.

Don't start grizzling.

Go and see her. She's crying.

You're not going to make a fuss,
are you?

Hardly.

- Listen...
- What?

Look, we're 19.
I'm only chucking you.

- Exactly.
- I don't know.

Think I can just forget it?

I know.

I loved you at first, but now...

I don't want
to go out with you any more.

This afternoon left me cold.

You don't want me to go out with you
out of pity, do you?

I wouldn't dream of it.

It doesn't surprise me.

What a bastard!

It's typical.
You're all the same.

I'm off to the match.
Will you look after her? Thanks.

- I'm all by myself.
- Me too.

- Will you buy me a drink?
- Yes.

Something fizzy.

Your cigarette's all shrivelled.

Shit, it's started!

Number 6, Mariot.

Number 7, Rep.

Number 8, Lacuesta.

Number 9, Krimau.

Number 10, Papi.

Number 11, De Zerbi.

- There you are!
- You're late, they've started.

- Got a light?
- I don't smoke.

Here.

Go, Didier, go!

He didn't do anything wrong.

- He was the one who fouled.
- He fouled.

Come on, Leclerc!

Get on with it. Come on!

- That's enough.
- Hopeless.

- Hey, how you doing?
- I'm OK.

- Has Elisabeth gone?
- Yes.

- Where to?
- I don't know.

- You don't know?
- No.

- Are you Philippe?
- Yes.

- And you're Agnès?
- Yes.

What are you doing?

Let me go.

Where are you going?

- Lens need to tighten their game.
- They're a plucky team.

I've said it a hundred times
but it's true.

Elisabeth's already gone.

I won't let you spoil my fun.
I'm going home.

- You agree with me, don't you?
- Good night.

You agree with me.
If Lens tightened their game...

They can't.
They don't know how to.

They have no defence.

What? Don't talk nonsense.

Once they get past Leclerc...

- Bye, then.
- Bye.

Lens regains the lead, 3-2...

Was it a good game?

That's not gonna
help you pass your exams.

I'm not going to pass.
I've stopped working.

You can't do everything.

You're not very encouraging.

- It's freezing here!
- I know.

Rub me.

- Better?
- Yes. Your hands must be frozen.

- No more than yours.
- Yes.

There's Elisabeth.

I can't believe how cold it is today.

- All right?
- Hello, you.

You must be cold.

- You OK?
- Yeah. You?

- Hi, OK?
- Hello.

- You seem a bit down.
- I'm OK.

Rocky and I are getting married.

Now I've heard it all.

What did you expect?

I'm sick of studying.

I'm not interested in passing exams.
What's the point anyway?

I'm sick of my parents too.
I've had enough of them.

Really.
Anyway, Rocky's a nice boy.

I like him. He's got a good job.
I'll get one too afterwards.

- What do your parents say?
- They don't care.

Anyway, marriage is my way out.

Why don't you just run away?

Where would I go if I left home?

- You could go to Paris.
- I've made up my mind.

Hi.

- You OK?
- Fine.

You said
you'd have dinner with us tonight.

- Wouldn't you rather eat out?
- OK. Wait there.

I'm going out to dinner with Rocky.

PAINTER & DECORATOR

- Are you coming up?
- Yeah.

It was good with you,
just like the first time.

That's what was good about it.

Go through.

Hello.

This is Philippe.

Hello, Philippe.

Take that off. You'll catch a chill.

Go and get him a towel.

- Is your shirt soaked?
- No, it's OK.

Here.

Wait.

Here, put this on.

- Thank you.
- Don't mention it.

I'll make some coffee.

Sit here.

- There we are.
- Thanks.

- Who's that?
- A friend.

- Have you got Le Monde?
- Only France Soir.

A packet of Gauloises, then.

Hello.

I see you prefer maths
to philosophy, my dear.

Can I borrow your Libération?

"Darling, I love you."
The small ads are on page 7.

- Bernard?
- Yes?

- It's 12 o'clock.
- Coming.

- Are you getting up?
- I said I'm coming.

What are you
going to do with your life?

You don't know.

What do you plan to do for a living?

You're always sleeping,
hanging about till 3 in the morning.

So what?

We'd never have done that
in our day.

That's progress.

Progress, of course.

- But it's disgraceful.
- Disgraceful!

That's all you ever say.

I read your thesis
but I didn't understand it.

- Let's have a chat about it.
- OK.

It's stupid. You mustn't panic.

I've got ideas. I just don't know
how to organise them.

Instead of applying a method,

read a few books on Freud,
take notes

and things will happen
of their own accord.

It's pointless
going on about the thesis.

I'll lend you some books.

My boyfriend and I laugh
when we see you show up at the café

holding all your papers.

You don't look
like a Libération reader.

- Why not?
- I don't know. It seems weird.

Actually, you're right.
It was my wife who read it, not me.

Though she's left me, I still buy it.
It reminds me of her.

I must sound like a stupid old fool.

- No?
- No.

I've told you about me.
What about you?

What do you do?

- I have boyfriends.
- Boyfriends?

Well, I had boyfriends.
Now I just have one, a real one.

What do you mean?

Before I used to go out
with everyone in the group.

Then I met this guy.
He works for Social Security.

One night I invited him back.

It was the first time I'd taken
anyone back, so I was nervous.

But my mum was delighted.

It was as if she'd gained a son.

So he cleans and shops.
He's your little brother.

He's not my brother.

- Who is he, then?
- I like him.

What does he do for you
besides the cleaning and shopping?

- What do you think he does for me?
- I don't know.

There's no need to be aggressive.

What nice things does he do to you?

Does he screw you?

You can't ask me that.
It's none of your business.

- I haven't asked you that.
- That's true.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- All right?
- Yes.

Have you been to see
the deputy mayor yet?

No.

He was at school with my husband.
He might be able to find you a job.

You can't just do nothing.
It's not good.

You're not stupid, either.

- Is Elisabeth back?
- No.

What's she doing?
Is she still out?

She's not afraid of anyone.

She's had plenty of boys.

Before you, I mean.

From what I can tell,
none of them was good-looking.

My husband doesn't say much.
It's not his style.

- But now you're here, he's happy.
- Having a nice chat with Philippe?

Get some beer for your father.

I'll go.

What were you and Philippe
talking about?

This and that.

I like talking to Philippe.
We understand one another.

I can tell Philippe things
you wouldn't understand.

He's smarter than you.
He's studying for his bac.

Philippe's got it all
as far as you're concerned.

He understands everything,
he tells you everything.

You used to tell me things
when you were younger.

I don't believe this.
I'm still your daughter.

People will think
I'm the daughter-in-law here.

Are you jealous?

Look, "Made in Malaysia".
No wonder

your sister's factory is going under.

- Pass it over.
- There.

- It feels good to sit down.
- Poor thing!

- I'm tired, and my back hurts.
- Want me to rub it?

No need. It'll pass.

- He's doing well, isn't he?
- Yes.

- Evening, Dad.
- Hi.

- Evening, Mum.
- Hello.

What have you brought us?

- A tart. Everyone likes that.
- That's true.

- Ready to eat.
- Yes. Hi.

- What's that?
- Apple tart.

Right. Hey!

- Go and do the washing up.
- Can't you leave her alone?

Can't she do the washing up?

Your sister works.

No, leave it. I'll go.

What about your maths?

I get the feeling
it's not gonna get done tonight.

- It bores me.
- Of course it does.

At your age I had to go to work.

- I went off every day with my lunch.
- No-one made you give up.

It's not my fault you're thick.

Some people who graduate
still end up working at the checkout.

- True.
- The bac's not what it used to be.

Passing your school certificate
used to mean something.

I sat it twice.
I wasn't very good at spelling.

- We sat it together.
- We did.

In '36.

- We know.
- That's enough.

I remember it was on The Hind.

By Colette.

I got a good grade.

My parents were delighted.

It was an achievement.

I'd like to have carried on,
but we weren't able to.

- Bye, Mum.
- Goodbye.

- Here, for this month.
- There was no rush.

All the same.

- See you Wednesday.
- OK. Good night.

If your sister pays for her meals,
then so should I.

Dad told her you pay your share
to save any trouble.

- Good night.
- Good night.

- Good night. Don't be too late.
- No.

- Do you want to get it?
- Why do I always have to go?

Oh, I don't know.

We'd have been better off
in your room.

No-one will bother us here.

See? You looked at him again.

What are you on about now?

I don't know.
Maybe you can't help yourself.

I was looking at his face.

You were watching him walk, too.
It makes me feel stupid.

I can't help it. It's not just guys.
I look at girls too.

I look at everyone in the street,
old people, guys, girls.

You only ever notice the guys.

- The next time you look, I'm off.
- We're not staying here all night.

It smells nice in here.

Is there any left?

I never knew my father.

I know mine all too well.

You're lucky!

I grew up in an orphanage.

Why's that funny?

I had to wear shorts until I was 14.

What's more, every time I escaped...

- You got caught.
- Exactly.

When you're 14,
all the cops come looking for you.

- What do you want to do?
- I'm getting the hell out of here.

- What will you do?
- I'll find something.

- You'll end up begging in the metro.
- Why not?

And me in all this?

- You'll come with me.
- Really?

- Yes.
- Is he staying behind on his own?

He can always go to his aunt's.

- Yes, his auntie!
- Don't knock it.

- I haven't seen her for 9 years.
- All the more reason.

You go and see her a few times,
say hello.

Tell her you happened to be in Paris
and you wanted to see her.

She's rolling in it.

- Hasn't she got children?
- No, she's going to adopt.

- You're all set, then.
- Exactly.

You've really landed on your feet.

I'll come with you.

Look at this.
I told you they were taking drugs.

- What's this?
- Is he mad?

- What's this?
- A Camel!

You're taking the piss.
We'll call the police.

Now clear off.
I don't want junkies in my house.

- We'll tell your teachers.
- You lout.

Do I look like a junkie?

Come on, get out.

OK, we're going.

They're crazy.

Unbelievable.
We were having such a good time.

Honestly, I'm leaving for real.
I'm getting out of this dump.

Those people are nuts.

Your tight little arse.

Do you know how much it turns me on?

Your smutty talk bores me.

It's not smutty, it's natural.

You have to start someday.

I don't know.

Are you going to stay pure forever?

- Maybe.
- Aren't you curious what it's like?

As much as anyone else.

Do you touch yourself at night
when you're on your own?

- No.
- I don't mean any harm.

I'm only saying it
because I like you.

And I want to make you come.

Like this. Don't you want me to make
you feel good one of these nights?

- Yes.
- OK?

What's got into you?

- Hi. Are you OK?
- Hi. I thought you weren't coming.

I got held up.

- All right?
- Yes.

- What do you want to drink?
- I don't know.

- A cocktail?
- Yes.

- A Manhattan?
- Yes.

Excuse me.

- Could we have one cocktail?
- What kind?

A Manhattan.

How's work going?

Not great. I'm a bit tired.

- What do you do?
- I work in textiles.

- Oh, right.
- In Roubaix.

- Is it tiring?
- I have to get up at 2.30.

2.30? You're not gonna carry on

killing yourself like that, are you?
- Lots of people do. Why not me?

Last year at the seaside,

you told me you wanted
to marry an older guy. Is that true?

- Yes, that's true.
- It can't be true. You're joking.

- No, I meant it.
- But...

Why? For his money?

No, not necessarily.

- Will you sleep with him?
- Yes.

That's normal, isn't it?

- So I'm too young for you?
- Yes.

- Why do you ask? You're married.
- You know,

in life,
we all need a bit of tenderness.

What I mean is...

I could make your life
easier for you, do something.

Such as?

You know very well.

- You know what I mean.
- What about your wife?

My wife?

It's not the same with her any more.

She's very tired.
She had an operation last year.

It's no good.

She's a pretty woman, very kind.

I don't see why you have to pick up
much younger women.

- I'm not trying to pick you up.
- Aren't you?

No. Why did you come, then?

To kill time.

I had nothing else to do.

- You're very pretty.
- What?

I said you're very pretty.

I find you very attractive.

- Tell me...
- What?

- What shall we do now?
- I don't know.

- Ever been to the Régina?
- No, never.

Perhaps we could go.
It's nicer than here.

Yes.

Yes.

On my wedding day,
I was so moved I cried all day.

My husband cried all night.

Wedding nights
are a thing of the past.

Newlyweds have been
sleeping together for months.

- You lose the desire...
- On the contrary.

I wanted to make love to my husband
after the wedding,

yet we'd been going out for 3 years.

Making love bores me.

Doing the same thing
all the time bores me.

As much as you try to change things,
it's always the same.

Isn't he terrible?

Philippe,
come and meet the deputy mayor.

- Not now.
- Yes, come on.

This is my daughter's boyfriend,
Philippe. I told you about him.

Pleased to meet you, sir.

Do you think
you could find him some work?

Have him come to my office
on Thursday at five.

- OK.
- You worked for Social Security?

- Yes, but they didn't keep me on.
- Really?

- Staff cutbacks.
- I see.

- Thank you, sir.
- You're welcome.

- Having fun?
- Yes.

It's time we were off.

Do what you want.
Bernard's my friend.

I could tell him.

- I don't want to talk about it.
- OK.

What's up with you?
Are you drunk?

- Are you OK?
- Why shouldn't I be?

You never know.

- Stop it!
- What? Come on!

What for?

I have to go. All right?

- Are you out of your mind?
- What?

- Do you have to have all of them?
- Yes.

It's her wedding day.

I love them all.
I hate them being with someone else.

You go too far.
You should be more careful.

- Where were you?
- I don't know. Why?

- Was I away for long?
- No.

We courted for 3 years.

- Did you?
- Yes.

For 3 years I really loved her.

What about now?

What do you think?

You see?
After 3 years we got married.

Had you been with other women before?

Yes.

But it wasn't the same,

you know.

- Was it?
- I don't know.

Were there any others
after you got married?

I had a few.

- Did you love them?
- Never.

Never.

You didn't waste any time
while I was gone.

We're just having a laugh.

I saw you kissing her neck
and everything.

Can't you see
I'm just playing along with him?

That's enough of your nonsense.

Calm down.
We're at a wedding, having fun.

- We're among friends here.
- I'm getting sick of you.

- You can't say that.
- Stop annoying me.

Listen, Philippe, stop it.

- The whole family is here.
- What's got into you?

You're drunk.

You can stop playing along
with him now. I'm sick of this.

- Really?
- That's enough.

- Not in front of all these people.
- Will you stop it?

If you can't behave, get out!

- You little shit!
- Leave him.

What's got into you?
Stop it, Philippe.

- Can't you see he's drunk?
- He's not used to drinking.

Philippe, it's OK. Calm down.

- Come with us. Come on.
- You should go outside.

Come with us.
That's enough now.

If you hadn't behaved like a whore,
it wouldn't have happened.

Mind your own business.
You never stop.

I'm sick of you
going on about Philippe.

I know him better than you do.

Why not screw him while you're at it?

- You little bitch!
- Give it a rest.

You little bitch!

I've had enough of you.

- I've had enough!
- Hang on a minute.

I'm sick of this!

I want to die!

I want to die!

- Stop it!
- I've had enough!

- Stop it, Mum.
- You can't stop me.

Give them to me, you little bitch!

I've had enough of this.
Come back here!

If Philippe wants his things,
he can come and get them.

Been all over town
looking for your man?

- He's gone, hasn't he?
- Were you unfaithful to him?

Do you get a kick
out of cheating on men?

- Looking for a man?
- Get lost.

- You OK?
- No, I'm not.

I'm getting out of here.
I'm leaving Lens.

Bernard?

Where's he got to now?

Bernard?

- Hi.
- Hi.

- All right?
- Yes.

Watch out.

- He's beautiful.
- Yes, he's restless, though.

Easy.

You'll scare him.

You see? It's OK.

- He's not moving.
- OK.

- You'll catch cold.
- I'm fine.

- You swim early.
- Yes.

It feels good.

There's no coffee.

The bastards
are all still in their pits.

Are there no wardrobes
in this caravan?

- Are you OK?
- Where have you come from?

The beach, as usual.

- Aren't you getting up?
- Yes, I'm coming.

Hi.

- You OK?
- Yes.

- Who did you come with?
- My sister Valérie.

She wanted to come,
so I brought her along.

Coming for a swim, Valérie?
What about you?

I was freezing all night.

Is there any coffee?
There's nothing to eat.

Moaning already?

- You might have got something in.
- You go if you're hungry.

Have you seen the time?
You could've gone by now.

- What about you?
- I had a late night.

- Look at your face!
- I know, I'm tired.

- You don't like Pink Floyd?
- They were before my time.

Pink Floyd before your time?
Don't be silly.

They're an old fogeys' band.

You can really get off on Pink Floyd.
They're great.

- Not to me.
- You talk such nonsense.

- Pink Floyd are great.
- No.

- You're crazy.
- No more than you.

- Do you listen to stuff like that?
- Yes.

Bernard got me to listen to it.
I don't like it.

You don't know what's good, do you?

- Listen...
- You don't know anything.

You don't know any more than me!

- Sorry, but I know...
- Bob Marley is fantastic.

- Bob Marley? You must be joking.
- Stop it.

You do talk rubbish.
I'm going for a swim.

- It's glass.
- This beach is disgusting.

It's not that clean.

- You'll see. She's amazing.
- Really?

I'm sure she'll lend you her horse.

- I'd love that.
- I'll keep her busy.

They're coming out.

There she is.

Hi. How are you?

This is Patrick. Frédérique.

- He wants to go riding.
- Do you know how?

- I did some in the army.
- I'll bring my horse to the beach.

If you want, I'll let you have a go.

- Shall we meet this afternoon?
- Yes.

MUNICIPAL CAMPSITE

I warn you, the horse is skittish.

- You've seen him before?
- Yes, this morning.

- There she is.
- Hi.

- Hi. You OK?
- Hi.

- Do you want a go, then?
- Yes, I'd love to.

Wait.

- Up you get.
- OK.

- Be careful.
- Grab hold.

That's it, sit straight.

Have you got the reins?

Adjust them.

- OK?
- Yes, I'm fine.

- Just like the army.
- Bye.

- Bye.
- See you later.

- I hope so.
- Me, too.

Will he bolt?

No, he's fine.

- Shall we go?
- Yes.

- When are you going back to Paris?
- After the holidays.

- How long are you staying?
- Until the end of the month.

What are you going to do?

Go back to Lens, my little village.

I don't know it.

Lucky you.

It's really dead there, you know.
There's just the Caron.

- What's the Caron?
- A café where I meet my friends.

- And you're bored?
- Yes.

I go to school, then I go back home.

I go to the Caron.

- Not much fun.
- No.

I'd stay at home,
but I don't get on with my father.

- What does your father do?
- He's a miner, down the pit.

He's got silicosis.

The illness
has affected his personality.

He can't stand being ill.

We don't get on at all.
I'm sure it's my fault.

But that's how it is.

I'm going to try and leave Lens
with Patrick.

We want to go to Paris.

- We could see you, then.
- Yes.

What are you going to do
when you leave school?

I don't know. I'll be on the dole.
Shall we go?

- Hello. You all right?
- Yes.

What did you do yesterday?

- It's boring here.
- I bet you have lots of girlfriends.

- A few.
- Really?

- I'm not really into girls.
- Not interested?

- No.
- So you say.

No, it's true.

Come here.

Shall we go? Enough of that.

- We're going for a Coke. Coming?
- Yes.

- Fancy a cake?
- I'll come with you.

What's he doing here?

What did you do last night?

We went to a night club.

- You know La Panne?
- No, I never go to clubs.

- Don't you like disco music?
- No, I don't.

I like punk.

I like the Music Lovers
and the Sex Pistols.

- Punk's not really my thing.
- It's great.

I love it.
Would you like to hear some?

Yes, I'd love to. Why not?

- Have fun. You don't waste any time.
- What are you gonna do now?

Eat this, then go.
We'll join you later.

- This is good.
- It is.

- There are nicer ones than these.
- This one's great.

I'm getting this one.

- Hi.
- What are you girls up to?

- Going for a walk.
- What about you?

I'm going for a stroll, too.

We bought some sweets.
Would you like some?

- They're not what you think.
- They pop in your mouth. Listen.

Down in one.

- I'll take you out to eat. OK?
- We're with friends.

- That doesn't matter.
- I'm going to pay for my cards.

Do you want... There isn't any more.

- I like your little boat.
- Nice, isn't it?

We could go for a sail.

- You've put the big sail up.
- Hey!

- Nice place. Are you alone here?
- Yes.

This way.

Is this your room?

Will you screw me on my single bed?

- Am I embarrassing you?
- No.

- That's weird. What is it?
- Look.

Oh, I see.

The eyes aren't in line
with the sockets.

It's the best I can do.

Can I see what's lower down?

I see.

Wow!

That tongue goes on forever.
He has beautiful teeth.

- Does he bite?
- Sometimes.

- Press down.
- I am pressing!

Well, press harder.

- Honestly!
- That's it.

That's it.

Here, let me show you something.
Give it to me.

This mate of mine,
every time he went to a restaurant,

he always struggled with his food.

There were people nearby,
and each time...

You see? Like that.

Here comes the gang.

- Hi. You OK?
- Yeah.

- These are our friends.
- Right, our friends.

- What are you up to?
- We're starving.

- You're despicable.
- Have you eaten?

Have a seat.

Come and sit next to me.

- Have you finished?
- My ice cream? Yes.

- Was it good?
- Yes.

- We'll come back.
- Thank you.

Young people are expensive,
aren't they?

That was great.

That must hurt.

- We had a good time.
- We did.

Don't worry about us.

Thank you, sir.

- She's said enough.
- What about me?

- Hi.
- And me?

- Was it good on the horse?
- Yes.

- Did you gallop?
- Him and his big feet.

The animal skin.

- Fuck!
- Nice!

- That's beautiful.
- Don't you want it?

- Wow!
- What is it?

Nice souvenir, Bernard.

It's a present for Agnès.

Hold on.

- Stop mucking around!
- Blokes are so stupid.

Blokes are stupid!

Where's the rue des Rosiers?

- Rue des Rosiers?
- Yes.

- It's not round here.
- Right. Thank you.

- Evening.
- Hi.

- Hard day?
- So-so.

Hello, Son.

Hello.

Mum, I'm leaving for Paris
on 2nd June with Bernard.

What will you do there,
all on your own?

Bernard will be there.
Anyway, I'll be working.

- I'll get a job.
- If you can find one.

I'll find one.
Anyhow, I can sign on until October.

- Not for long.
- Like I said, only till October.

- I've got time to look.
- Yes.

- What would I do here, anyway?
- You do what you want.

I'd end up like Annick,

married at 19 with two children.

Going to work in the morning,

coming home
to eat and sleep at night.

Maybe seeing a film on a Saturday
if his sister can baby-sit.

What more do you want?

- That's life.
- Yes, that's life.

It's no life.

- Hello. Is Valérie in?
- Yes.

Could we see her?
Would you mind? I mean, with you.

Yes, we'd like to talk to you.

Briefly, it's about your daughter.

Would you mind if we came in?
Forgive us for turning up like this.

- Come in.
- Excuse us.

So,

we got your address from Valérie

and took the liberty
of coming to see you

to ask your permission

to take a series of photos of her
for an agency.

- What sort of photos?
- I'll show you, it's...

- Valérie!
- This is all above board.

That's why we're here.

What's all this about photos?

I met them in a café
and I gave them the address.

It would be a series
of fashion and beauty shots

taken under a contract

in a beautiful house in Cannes
with a pool.

And there's a car, a Rolls.

I'm not interested.

- I don't want Valérie involved.
- It's a beautiful villa with a pool.

- Hello, sir.
- What's going on?

Sorry to disturb you.
We came about Valérie.

We have a proposal
for you and your wife.

We want to photograph her
during the school holidays.

A series of beauty shots,
all totally respectable.

She's too young.

A 16-year-old kid in a villa
with a swimming pool...

I understand your reaction,

but she wouldn't be
the first girl to do this.

- Lots of fathers agree to it.
- Would you?

- You have to start somewhere.
- No, it's not right.

Nowadays there are junior sections
in these agencies.

- All the girls are this age.
- Look, you're wasting your time.

- Really?
- No.

If you wouldn't mind leaving
the way you came in.

Fine. Never mind. Good evening.

Goodbye, Valérie.

There.

So, Valérie,
what was all that about?

- Do you know those men well?
- I met them in the café once.

You mix with people like that?

You can't be serious.
You're not posing for photos.

Not at your age.

- It could be interesting.
- Such a fuss about a few photos.

She's 16.

You didn't even ask
what sort of photos they were.

- I know what these people are like.
- Don't talk nonsense.

I saw through them right away.

Just leave her alone.
Those photos could've been good.

- It's nothing to do with you.
- What do you know?

You know it all, of course.
You're young.

What are you doing here?
I haven't seen you for ages.

- Careful.
- Hello.

Hello.

We've got nowhere to sleep tonight.
Can you put us up?

Of course. What time?
I finish at 9 o'clock.

- You finish at 9?
- Yes.

Shall we come here,
or shall we meet at the café?

- Here would be better. Come here.
- Here?

- I'll expect you at 9 o'clock.
- OK.

Thanks. See you later.

- Shall we get her something?
- No.

This place makes my head spin.
Let's get out of here.

- Hello.
- What a surprise.

- I haven't seen you for a while.
- Hello.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- Philippe.
- Hello.

- I don't see you here very often.
- No.

- I've been away 2 months.
- Well...

All is not lost.
You can always come back next year.

- Next year?
- Yes, you can resit.

Do you think it's possible?

If you were my daughter,
that's what I'd advise you to do.

You'll think I'm just an old man.
Do what you want.

But I'd like to see you
back next year, OK?

OK.

- Would you like a sweet?
- No, thank you.

No, thank you.

- Goodbye, sir.
- Goodbye, Elisabeth.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

That was my philosophy teacher.
He's nice.

With his sweets!

What are you doing here?

- Hello.
- Hello. How are you?

You might've warned us
you were coming back.

- We've had no news.
- We haven't been back long.

Your parents are sulking.
You've been back a week.

- No, it's not that long.
- People say they've seen you.

- You might've dropped in at home.
- I tried to write but I couldn't.

You could've sent a note.
You can't behave like that.

It's forbidden
to use the emergency exit.

- We haven't done anything.
- Nothing at all.

I'll come and see you this week.

Is that a promise?
Your parents are really worried.

Promise? OK, bye.

- Bye.
- Bye.

What do you think you're doing?

I'm sorry.

294 francs, please.

- Thank you.
- Thanks.

Would you mind waiting a moment?

- Are you doing your job properly?
- Of course.

I don't think so.
Didn't you see the dress in this bag?

- I didn't look in the bag.
- Well, you should have.

- How did it get there?
- That's what I'm asking you.

Do you want me to open up
packets of biscuits as well?

That's quite enough.

If that's how it is, thank you.
Goodbye, madam.

I've had enough of this place.

I'm tired. I'm going to leave my job.

They patrol the checkouts,
they check the trolleys.

It's always,
"Your till doesn't balance."

"You're 10 francs short.
Yesterday it was 20 francs."

I'm sick of it. I'm giving it up.

- Hello.
- Hello. Is Elisabeth here?

- No, she's not here.
- Did you know she was back in Lens?

Yes, I knew that.
She came to see me and the others.

- Would you like to come in?
- No, thank you. Bye.

Goodbye.

Is the soup fresh?

No, it's 3 days old.
I'll put it through the blender.

Is that all there is to eat?

Yes, what of it?

Who's going to eat with that?
It's disgusting.

If you don't like it, wash it.
You're starting to annoy me.

And the floor needs washing.

I'm not your maid.
You can't expect me to do everything.

- The cooking and the cleaning.
- I work.

- Of course you do.
- You're here all morning.

- Go on, criticise me, why don't you?
- All right.

Go on.

You don't make much effort.

I've never seen you do any cooking.

Here, let me see that.

Listen, I know how to do it.

Nothing here works.

- How much did you pay for it?
- I got it in the sale.

- It was cheap.
- You buy crap.

Why don't you mash the soup
with a fork, then?

I'm not allowed to buy anything.
I'm getting sick of it.

- Hey...
- Leave me alone!

You really get on my nerves!
You're always telling me off!

That's enough. Leave me alone.

- Leave her.
- Let me go. Shit!

- Leave her.
- Do you want to go instead?

You're wound up.
I'll go and calm her down.

- Agnès.
- Leave me alone, Bernard. Go away.

- He's so annoying.
- You're getting upset over nothing.

Over nothing?
Did you see how he treats me?

I'm getting sick of him, you know.

I can't live like this any more.

I've had enough of him.

- You've only been married 3 months.
- 3 months, 6 months, so what?

I wish I'd carried on studying
after my bac.

I could be a designer.
What have I done?

- I must have been mad.
- It's not too late. You're only 19.

Only 19?
What am I going to do now?

I'd be better off as a checkout girl
than getting bored rigid at home.

At least there are people
to talk to there.

I'm sick of it.

When I read a book,
he watches me.

He checks up on me.

If he doesn't approve,
I read in secret.

There's always a scene.

On Sundays we go to the beach.

He doesn't even unclench his teeth.

I'm sick of it, fed up.

Did you see the eels
he brought back?

I can't even wash. It's disgusting.

No, don't!

Just look at them!

Bernard,
I want to confess something to you.

- I've always loved you.
- Don't.

It's true, but it would never
have worked between us.

We'd both be searching
in different directions.

Always somewhere else.
Life is really fucked.

You can never be
with those you really love.

You two had better come back in.
Rocky's upset.

We're coming.

We're looking for a room in Paris,
me and Patrick.

You're going to Paris?
What are you going to do there?

- Work.
- Work?

There's unemployment everywhere.
I'm leaving. I'm sick of it here.

- He's found a job.
- Yes, a job in a bank.

- In a bank? Doing what?
- Nothing. A little job.

Sounds all right.

So you two are going off to Paris
and I'll be left here all alone,

putting up with that arsehole.
I can't believe it.

Are you coming in to eat?

- Yes.
- You can't stay out here all night.

You should've cooked your eels.

Thanks.

Bye, Mum.

Bye, Son. Come back
and see us from time to time.

Let us know how you're getting on.

You should have put it
in a plastic bag.

I'll change the cover.

Handbrake!

That way, that way!

Stop.

Sit down.

Right.

As you will have been told,
I'm your new philosophy teacher.

In previous years
there have been forms to fill out.

It's the same this year.
It's just a formality.

I don't want to waste
too much time on it,

but we have to do it.

Right...

The trouble

with philosophy is that you all come
with preconceived ideas about it.

And that's what bothers me.

Congratulations.

Many things, including literature,

fill you with fixed ideas
which you bring to this room.

We're going to be redoing
the same things all year.

Resitting is a pain.
I don't think I'm going to carry on.

I think our first task
in these philosophy classes...

...will be to unlearn,

to forget everything
you've been told.

That's the best way to begin.

What are you dreaming about, child?

Nothing.

- Will there be enough?
- Yes.

It'll be a lovely wedding.

So...

- Do you like it?
- It's wonderful.

Everyone's going to love it.

There.

Subtitles: ECLAIR