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She really pisses me off.

Yes, I know. You've said it 50 times.

What are we going to do without Dolorès?

We can't go back.

We might have only had her for 2.25 seconds,

but they were the best seconds of my entire life, Lou!

What'll we do without a car?

Spend our whole year watching the hippies at the park slacking off?

I'd rather die, Lou!

It's as if...

-That's how it ends. -Wait. It's Will.

As if I know who that is.

You know. The guy I've flirted with for 1,000 years.

He finally answered you?

Yes, ma'am. It's in the bag, as they say.

What was I saying?

-You were complaining. -That's it.

We must do something.

My mother never changes her mind.

And you won't fix anything by talking to her.

Excuse me, mother-daughter relationship expert.

I can imagine. I'm not stupid.

I love you, but you don't know what you're saying.

Whatever. We have to do something.

Like what?

Like...

Trust me.

Hey, Phil! I wanted to say thanks

for recommending me for tomorrow's audition.

That was nice.

No problem. I'm sure you'll get it.

Worst case I'll look crazy and lose my job.

-No, if... -I'm kidding.

He's kidding.

Hey, Caro! How are you? What are you watching?

The news.

Cool!

That's cool.

Yes?

I think we need to talk.

You know there's nobody in the world

I love more than Lou, right?

Even my brother and my father.

I love them. It's hard to say,

but I'm trying to be honest with you.

I got that, Sophie. Yeah.

Lou is sad, and when she's sad,

well, I'm sad too.

So now both of us are sad.

I think you know why.

-I have an idea. -We no longer have Dolorès.

We didn't even have her for a whole day.

And I've never seen Lou

as happy in my entire life.

Seriously, Caro. I think I saw her smile

three or four times.

That must be a record.

That's exactly what I was going to say.

We're really on the same wavelength.

Wouldn't you like to see Lou happy?

You know, your only daughter.

Seriously,

she'd love you so much if you said yes to Dolorès.

Forever. An unconditional love.

Say yes.

You know I can smell your pot here

even though you blow it into dryer sheets?

No. She won't change her mind.

LOU AND SOPHIE

What the fuck?

Tom!

-What are you doing? -I can't hear you.

-What are you doing? -Pops is coming later.

-Not tomorrow? -No.

I'm pretty sure it's tomorrow.

Think I'd be doing this if it were tomorrow?

So get up. We have to clean.

You don't think it could be good for her?

I don't think so.

Have you seen my cell phone?

-Damn. -What's wrong?

Can you ask Mom if she's seen my DivaCup ?

You're still acting like I'm not here?

-Ask her yourself, Lou. -Forget it.

Have you seen her DivaCup?

No.

-She said she hasn't seen it. -Perfect.

Why am I stuck dealing with this?

You think she's mature?

-Well, like that... -Exactly.

But a gap year stuck in the suburbs isn't stimulating.

So you're taking her side?

If I hadn't had a car when I took a gap year,

I'd have pretty much only played Super Nintendo.

We should give her a chance.

Maybe.

I found it.

I'm going to the pharmacy before I ruin my underwear.

I guess you don't want us to drop you off.

That's just great.

-What? -Are you on your period?

-Tell me you are. -What do you think?

Yes! I knew we'd have it together.

That just means we spend too much time together.

You're grouchy when you bleed.

I feel like someone's hitting my uterus

all day long,

but it doesn't affect you at all.

Your uterus isn't the problem, babe. It's your attitude.

-Ah, fuck you, man. -I love you too.

Get in.

Louise.

Stop messing around.

I want to talk to you.

Please.

It's your fault if I get blood on the seat.

Can you close the door, please?

What do you want to tell me?

I don't want things to be like this between us.

-How? -Like this. Complicated.

It wouldn't be complicated if you didn't always ruin everything.

-Now I ruin everything. -Yes, Mom.

At least admit it.

If you mention that damn Dolorès again...

What can I say? It's your fault things are bad.

No. Stop.

Things have been bad for a lot longer than that.

That's why I want you to come to therapy.

Is that a joke?

I thought we could learn, I don't know,

to communicate better.

And become BFFs and go out to brunch

and chat together?

No, thanks.

You're so insincere.

I'll take that as a compliment.

It wouldn't hurt you to see a therapist

as you've really got a problem

if you're proud of your shitty attitude.

Louise.

Why do we have such a shitty hose?

You have to screw it completely.

I know how it works.

Anyway, friends,

it's nice to clean in such good company.

You look nothing like your mother.

What?

I mean, maybe the eyes a bit.

Why are you bringing her up?

I showed her photos of when we were little.

OK.

-I'm getting frustrated. -I thought you already were.

-Hey, Lou! -Where are your tampons?

Second drawer on the bottom left.

Your drumsticks?

On the clear box.

-You OK? -Yep. It's a great day.

-We're leaving, OK? -What do you mean, "we're leaving"?

Let's take off. I can't stay here.

-OK. Where to? -I don't know.

Didn't your aunt say she'd lend us her cottage?

It's in Gaspésie. We don't have a car.

-We can manage. -What are you talking about?

My parents gave us our $1,000.

We buy Dolorès back and take off.

We never come back.

-OK, but your mother? -I don't care about her.

I don't want her deciding for me.

OK.

-Are we doing it? -Yeah.

-Yes! -Yes?

-No! -Tell us you're joking.

Please tell us you're joking.

No. A man came to buy it an hour ago.

You're really complicated.

-Oh my God. -Fuck.

Calm down. It was just an old car.

You don't get it. That car

was the best thing to ever happen to us.

I can't believe that

some strange guy bought our Dolorès.

-Your who? -Forget it.

-Where are you going? -I don't know.

What's that supposed to be?

It's...

A horse but seen from the inside.

LOU AND SOPHIE

Not now, OK?

You're still in pain?

My tampon's annoying me, I've got tons of zits,

and I just want to cry.

It's shitty to be a woman.

OK, and...?

Seriously.

Guys already have enough privileges.

Why don't they bleed from their dicks each month?

I agree with you 100%.

The two idiots.

Well, well.

-What are you doing in our hood? -Your hood? Cute.

-Arnaud works here. -"Works" is pushing it.

I keep it clean and manage the baseball field.

Exactly. And I watch him do it.

OK. We've been hanging out here

for ten years and have never seen you.

OK. I started yesterday.

-We'll go somewhere else. -Wow.

-Are you in a bad mood? -You could say that.

Shitty morning?

Just a shitty afternoon?

As you can see, she's a person in love with life.

Do you know

the abandoned school on the 40?

That's out of left field.

We thought we'd go hang out there

if you feel like doing something new.

Yeah, bro. Thanks for asking me.

It'll be less boring. You know. Stop.

What are you going to do there?

He can't resist abandoned buildings. It gives him a woody.

Fuck, you're stupid, man.

Seriously, are you in?

No, thanks.

Too bad.

I can give you my number

in case you change your mind.

-OK, yeah. -But we won't change our minds.

Yeah. I know.

Dude, it's just so obvious

that Jules is into you.

What? Zero.

You don't want to see it,

but it's very obvious.

It's not that.

I just don't think we have a connection...

What?

Lou!

-What did I say? -Maybe.

Did I say yes?

You seemed to agree with me. Maybe, yes.

Why is Dolorès in front?

Your father doesn't know the difference between yes and maybe.

You bought her back from Fafard?

I thought your mom was willing to give you a chance.

I'm so sick of us not understanding each other!

-It was a misunderstanding. -Always.

We never see each other and when we do, nothing works out.

I'll wait outside, OK?

Nice gloss, Caro.

But...

can I keep the car?

Has anything changed?

Did you become mature by magic

because your father doesn't understand?

It was no yesterday, it's no today, and it'll be no tomorrow.

Now, can you leave me alone

so I can get ready for Happy Hour?

I can't comb my hair when you're watching me.

So, what's the deal?

My mom's putting it on Kijiji tomorrow.

No!

At least we can have fun with it one last time.

Poutine and pogos in L'Assomption?

I need something comforting.

What?

It's just that I have

a date with Will tonight.

He said yes?

Here. Have fun.

But Lou...

I wanted us to be together,

but it's no big deal.

It's just that I've been flirting with him for so long.

It's been four days.

That's what I said. A long time.

Yes. It's OK.

Tell me if he's a good kisser.

That's for sure.

What will you do?

Been a while since it's been just us.

Duos are the best.

Batman and Robin, Thelma and Louise, Ding and Dong.

Stop!

Since when does Mom go to Happy Hour?

Good question.

She's always said

office parties are stupid.

Maybe she needs to see people.

Anyway, thanks for trying for the car.

It might not have been the best way.

-She won't change her mind? -It's not really her style.

Sometimes I wonder how you do it.

Do what?

-Stay with her. -It isn't complicated.

She kisses better than my exes.

Seriously.

We'd be better just the two of us.

Don't say that.

If you knew how much I need her.

And you don't think so, but you do too.

Will!

Sophie?

Yeah. Get in.

Sorry. The door has a few problems.

Nice car. Whose is it?

Me and my friend Lou's.

We've been best friends since we were five.

Cool!

Still want to do mini-putt?

Whatever you want.

Wait.

You don't want to?

No, I do. I have to take my tampon out.

What? OK.

It's your time?

Is that OK?

I don't really like blood.

Not many people do.

Yeah, but I don't really want any on my dick.

OK. It's just blood, dude.

You have it too. And besides, you'll be wearing a condom,

so...

But it isn't as cool.

OK.

You could've told me you were on your period.

Another time. No big deal.

So what?

So no date unless we fuck?

OK, you understand.

Not really.

I could've done something with Lou tonight.

Who's Lou?

OK, get out.

-Are you kidding? -No. Bye.

-You have to take me home. -Get out of my car now!

-What? No. -Yes! Get out.

OK, OK, OK, OK, OK, OK.

Shit.

Yes, I smoke on occasion. So what?

When did you start smoking?

There's a first time for everything.

It's disgusting.

I didn't know Happy Hour finished so late.

Me neither.

You're weird.

I think I'm just tired.

I thought about it, and it's OK for your car.

-You can keep it. -Really?

But I want you to come see my therapist tomorrow.

So things are better between us.

OK.

And you can reimburse your dad too.

He's not paying for your car.

Also, wouldn't you rather have

a normal used car?

You don't usually change your mind.

That's not entirely true.

Don't go to bed too late.

Dude!

What are you doing?

He didn't kiss well.

Sorry I abandoned you for that.

I'll be angry at you for the rest of my life.

-Still want to do something? -Maybe.

Well, get ready.

Or don't, but at least put pants and a sweater on.

-For? -We're going to go meet the idiots.

Hey, nice. You look happy to see us.

Yeah. Arn thought you wouldn't come.

Well, sorry to exist.

I'll get over it.

You'll need this.

OK. How do we get in?

There's a broken window in back.

Well, let's go.

Is she always annoyed like that?

-Pretty much, yeah. -That's it.

It's so exciting!

It's a bit scary.

It smells a bit like shit.

What if I push that?

-The national mascot. -The gang.

-Oh my God. -Little men.

It's so scary!

The detail is amazing.

Someone told me there was...

There's a room over there...

-Stop pushing me. -He pushes everyone!

Horrible memories.

It's as if someone will come out of a classroom.

-If someone came out... -Stop!

Just look in each one.

We'll each have a beer around the fire

then we'll go to sleep because we get up at 5 a.m. every day

for two months.

I have one little question.

-OK. Go ahead. -Are you an idiot?

Seriously. I don't understand

why you'd want to go plant trees there.

The north is beautiful.

Pretty sure you're the first person to say that.

-When do you leave, Jules? -In a week.

I can't wait. I'm sick of being here.

Welcome to the club.

During that time,

I'm alone here like an idiot.

That's true.

It isn't cool to abandon your brother like that.

I'd never do that to Lou. Just saying.

OK.

I left last summer and you survived.

Yeah. I had Félix.

He left you?

Yep. After two years.

Bam. Fuck you, Arnaud.

Fuck, I hate love.

Really, he can piss off, man.

Your Félix is a fucking idiot!

Really!

Guys, I don't think we should make so much noise.

Isn't that the goal of coming to an abandoned building?

-Obviously. -Fuck Félix!

Fuck Félix!

-Fuck Félix! -Fuck Félix!

-Go, Jules! -Fuck yeah!

-Big asshole! -Fuck Félix!

Let's go!

Where's Lou?

Feels good, doesn't it?

It does.

But it doesn't change the fact that love

is shit.

Oh my God. You're heavy, man.

No, I'm not.

It's always complicated, and it always ends badly.

Hey, dude, it's like he's playing your part.

Yo! Really!

What? What part?

Shit, you're not ready, Jules.

You two together is terrifying.

What's going on here?

-When's her audition? -Tomorrow morning.

You start, Arnaud.

Sorry! OK.

OK. Talk to me before I go crazy.

I think I'm just tired of love.

I'm tired of it not working or working for a while

only to end for no reason.

You know, Francis told me that he loved me.

I didn't make it up.

Then he left the next day.

But maybe it's better that way.

Love always ends badly. Anyway...

Even when it goes well, it ends badly

because you end up arguing

for nothing and it's one argument too many.

And you say hurtful things

and end up breaking up.

Anyway...

That's it. It ends like that.

Amazing. I'm sure you'll get it.

That deserves an Oscar.

You're stupid.

-What was that? -A broken window.

No. It was clearly the ghost of Leonardo DiCaprio

who possessed you during your scene.

OK, first, Leonardo DiCaprio isn't even dead.

Second, don't joke about ghosts, OK?

-You believe in that? -Don't start.

I believe.

Obviously people died here.

I know!

I felt it. For sure.

It's just so scary here.

We have no choice but to try.

Not again.

Follow me.

I don't think I've ever played Ouija.

You're lucky.

Put your fingers like this.

Is there a spirit

in the room with us tonight?

It isn't working.

Should we do something else?

-You have to be patient. -Thank you.

Of course.

Come on, big baby.

Is there a spirit with us tonight?

OK, who moved it?

It wasn't me!

OK, yeah, it was me.

You're stupid. Do you want to play?

-For once... -I'm sorry, OK?

I'm not joking. It's fine.

Spirit, if you're there,

give us a sign.

Oh my God, it's working!

OK. Quiet. Can you spell your name?

It's a P.

Thanks for reading us the letters.

OK.

Does anyone know someone who died

whose name starts with P-E-N something?

-I don't think so. -Me neither.

Your sister.

Yeah.

True. She does like haunting old schools at night.

What about your sister?

Lou had a sister who died young.

-Pénélope. -Oh shit!

True. It was a long time ago.

How old were you?

Three. I don't really remember her.

Is it true that her name was Pénélope or...?

Lou, I think she's trying to talk to you.

Of course. The ghost of a 10-month-old baby.

-See if she's really called Pénélope. -OK, on to something else.

What was that?

I admit it. I moved the thing to spell penis.

-Are you joking? -It was funny.

-Arnaud! -Police!

-Is anyone here? -Let's get out of here!

I can't escape!

We won't get caught!

-Quick! -Shit!

-How do we get out? -I don't remember!

-That way! -We went that way!

Quiet!

-Where is it? -Here.

Are you sure?

-Go! Jump! -Go!

-Fuck! -OK!

-Go! -But I don't want to die!

Put that out. They'll find us.

-I can't find the button. -Here.

Jules!

Are you OK?

You're stupid! Come! Let's go!

Shit, man. I can't. I can't run.

I can't stay here. I can't get caught.

Fuck!

-Fuck that. -Sorry, guys.

Sorry.

Shit.

Bravo! Go!

OK. There's nobody.

It was so bad to leave Jules like that.

My mom just changed her mind about Dolorès.

Imagine her reaction coming

to the police station.

You're right. It's a good solution.

What were you doing inside?

-Chilling. -What does that mean?

We drank a beer and played Ouija.

Just you two?

Yeah. That's right. Just us.

Oh my shit!

-We're saved. -OK, let's go.

It was really strange.

-Will you see her again? -I don't know.

Oh my God. Tell me there's coffee left, please.

Already up?

I thought I heard you come in at 2 a.m.

Yeah, but my audition is soon.

That's right. I'm sure you'll get it.

I really hope so. It would be crazy.

So you cheated on Alexe?

Why do you say that?

Pops asked you if you were going to see a girl.

You already broke up?

-I'm going to miss her. -You're stupid.

-Tom. -It was just a joke.

Tell her. I don't want secrets between the three of us.

Tell her what?

What is it?

Your brother saw your mother.

Wait. What?

Yeah.

-How is she? -She's a lady.

Our mother who we haven't seen in 15 years is a lady?

What do you want?

Why did you go see her without me?

You were with Lou.

Are you joking?

Alexe and I were chilling.

We checked her out on Facebook just because,

and she invited us to a café. That's it.

Shit, Tom! I can't believe you did that!

You wouldn't have come.

That's the whole point!

We always said we'd never see her

even if she wanted to see us, and that we'd hate her forever.

So she's not in New York or Paris?

Cowansville.

OK.

So just an hour away all this time.

An hour and a half.

Yeah.

What did you say?

I just gave her news.

What did she say about me? Did she ask a lot of questions?

I didn't stay long.

Toto...

She didn't ask about me?

No.

Lou?

Lou?

Get up. We have to go.

Where?

To see my therapist.

I hope you didn't forget.

Shit. No.

No need to sleep in clothes.

That's why we bought blankets.

-Did you go to bed late? -No.

I'm good.

I thought we'd take your car,

but it's not out front.

-No. So has it. -Ah.

Another time, then.

I'll wait upstairs.

-Sophie. -Yes?

We're ready for you.

Nice to meet you. Your mom's talked a lot about you.

-Bad things probably. -Why do you say that?

I was going to ask the same question.

I guess you wouldn't come here

every week if I didn't upset you so much.

Lots of thing make me upset.

-Not just you. -That's reassuring.

Almost not depressing.

Couldn't you leave your sarcasm at the door for one hour?

Why did you want to come with your mother?

I wouldn't say I wanted to. I just want to keep my car.

OK...

It's a long story.

No other reason?

I guess it wouldn't be bad

if things were a bit better between us.

We'll try to work on that.

Good luck.

Love always ends badly anyway.

Even when it's good, it ends up shitty

because you argue for nothing,

and it's one argument too many.

You say things you regret,

and you end up breaking up.

In any case...

Super.

Can you do it

with a bit more sparkle?

Yes. OK, yeah.

Just to see.

I'm sorry.

My mind just went blank.

"I think I'm just tired of love."

Yeah.

I think I'm just tired of love.

That it doesn't work out or...

I'm tired of it not working out or that it works out for a bit but...

Can I start over?

Know what? I think we're a bit behind.

But that was great, Sophie. We've got what we need.

-We'll keep you posted. -OK. Thanks.

I know this is completely off-topic,

but I really had a shitty morning.

I'm usually much better than this.

I can show you if you give me a callback.

Please.

It's noted, Sophie.

-We'll let you know. -Thank you.

I don't know.

I always feel frustrated.

With your mom?

Not just her, but often.

Caroline, how do you feel when Louise says that?

Like a piece of shit.

Don't exaggerate.

That's how I feel. What can I say?

You want me to come, but, in reality,

it pisses you off when I answer.

Where do you think this anger is coming from?

Lou, seriously!

Sorry if I'm tired.

You can't be tired. You slept until 9:15.

So you decide if I'm tired or not.

She's a control freak if you haven't realized.

I just don't get how you can yawn like that.

-I went to bed at 2 a.m., OK? -So you lied to me. Again.

If I don't, I can't do anything!

And I'm the one who exaggerates.

We both do. Let's move on.

That's what I said. We're both the same.

We are not both the same.

Why do you think your mother is so controlling?

-Suffocating. -If you say so.

I don't know.

I guess she's afraid

I'd die in my crib too.

Why are you talking about her?

You never talk about her.

Go on. Say what you have to say.

If only she was here, you'd have had someone else to piss off.

I would've had a break.

Do you have a response to that, Caroline?

Can I go? I want to go.

You decide. The door is open.

I don't get why you hate me so much.

That's not really what Louise said.

Nonetheless. It's kind of true.

-Any room for me? -Always.

How was your audition.

Fine.

And the therapist?

Fine.

At least we can keep our car.

I want to sleep.

Oh, my God. Me too. I'm tired.

-Wait. Is that...? -Yep.

Yeah. It's my mother.

It's funny because I like kissing too.

-Oh yeah? -Yeah.

Why didn't you want to before?

It would've stopped me from kissing Jimmy.

I keep my kisses for special occasions.

I guess that my birthday

is a special occasion.

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