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You've been bugging me about that for a week.

You usually give me lots of details.

There's not much to say.

Let's talk about Fafard.

Fafard.

Stop with that.

Did he take good care of you at least?

I can't remember. I was too drunk.

You must remember if he's well-hung or not.

Don't say "hung," Lou.

-Seriously? -He's normal.

Normal?

What do you know about penises?

You've seen one once.

OK, but the internet exists.

And I saw all the photos of Keven's penis so...

Almost ready?

Coming. Gotta go.

OK, see you soon.

What?

You were talking on the toilet?

What's the problem?

They're coming soon, you know.

We had things to say.

Come. We need help.

OK, but can I wipe first?

My God...

-What? -Barbecue, baby.

LOU AND SOPHIE

This year, I'm trying a sauce with an American mustard base.

Columbia Gold.

It's a classic for ribs in the US.

-You don't care, do you? -Well...

-A bit. -I think it's great.

I think we need music.

OK, attention.

I'm going with an old classic.

Oh no.

Oh no. Not that song.

You've got me.

Remember the bar at the Cinemathèque?

What do you think? That's our song.

Yes, I know, Dad.

But I've never seen you dance to it.

I've never seen you dance at all.

Huh? That's not true.

Damn. I have to go watch the meat.

Your father.

What?

Nothing.

I'm going.

-Come in. -Hi.

-Thank you. -Come in.

-How are you? -Super!

-It's been a long time. -Yes.

What do you think of smoked meat cooked on charcoal

for five hours?

-Yes. Barbecue, baby. -Yes. My number one fan.

-Always. -We have an apple pie.

I wanted to make one,

but I didn't have time. I landed a short time ago.

Where were you?

-Corsica. -You're lucky.

I'd like to go but...

Come see what's new in my room.

OK.

What are those two planning?

No cannabis before supper!

-My mother's bizarre. -In what way?

She acts like she's in love with my dad.

She caresses his back and gives him little kisses.

-What? -I swear.

They even danced. It's so hypocritical.

Maybe she feels bad.

I hope she feels bad. She cheated on him!

She's trying to fix things.

She should've thought of that.

What am I supposed to do?

Nothing.

And watch my dad be strung along

as if nothing happened?

It's such bullshit.

Girls, we're having an aperitif.

Alcohol!

Tell me it isn't Jimmy again.

It's Jimmy again.

Something happens

when you kiss someone.

He's sent me eight texts since the last time.

And this time, and I quote:

"Hi. I just wanted you to know that I ate

"ketchup chips and it made me think of you."

Oh my God.

He can be so intense.

I know you hate hurting people,

but you have to tell him that it won't happen.

He's clearly becoming completely crazy.

How can I tell him?

Well...

Tell him you made love with Fafard after kissing him.

He'll back off for sure.

Can you let it go?

Too bad! We'll drink without you.

Ciao bye.

Just a little.

Just a glass.

It's a party!

But Dad...

That's enough.

What are we toasting to?

I'd like to make a toast to our girls.

-Oh no. -No, but seriously.

It's an important year for you.

You just finished high school.

Life is ahead of you. You've got time.

You even have a car.

At your age, I took a gap year too.

It really helped me to...

I don't know. Get to know myself better.

I wish you the same thing.

You're becoming women.

Lou, wait for us, please.

It's taking so long.

I'm finished. Cheers.

-Cheers. -Cheers.

I'll go see if the ribs are done.

It's good, huh?

We are becoming women, huh?

Two real women.

How's work going for you?

Stories of a big box store manager.

It's not interesting like you and your world travels.

-No. -Damn.

I don't have enough charcoal.

Classic Philippe.

Didn't I ask you to buy some?

Don't put you being unorganized on my back.

You're the supposed king of the barbecue.

I can go.

-No. Come on. -There's some at the store.

OK. I'll have it delivered.

It'll just take a bit longer before we can eat.

No worries.

OK.

What do we do in the meantime?

Oh. Quick.

Oh, the... The little man...

-Harry Potter! -Yes!

Yours are so easy. It's not fair.

-Ten seconds. -Quick!

-Five! -Ladies.

Beyoncé!

-Yes. -Yes.

-The dream team! -Too good!

That's what 23 years together gets you.

I think we should take a pic

of the Meatball Kings of the North Shore.

Seriously, Dad, when will you look at that?

Maybe never, but it's fine.

-Get closer. -I didn't do anything.

-They did it all. -Come on, Lou.

We have almost no photos of the three of us together.

-Stop. -Don't be stubborn.

It's OK. I'll photoshop her a nice smile.

I tasted your mustard sauce. Delicious.

Sophie.

I talked to J-F.

I don't know a J-F.

-The director I work with. -Oh yeah.

He thinks it's a shame you didn't get the role.

Me too. I would've loved it.

It was perfect for me.

Sophie, I know you know this,

but it's hard to be an actor.

You have to do everything you can if you want it to happen.

Why are you saying this?

J-F said that you weren't well-prepared

and you gave them an excuse.

It wasn't an excuse. I had a shitty day.

I get it. I've had lots of shitty days.

But when you have an audition,

you have to make sure people don't see that.

OK.

You only have one chance.

Yes. I know.

I'm telling you this to help you.

What are you doing here?

Don't worry. It's his way of saying hi.

-Hi, Jules. -Hi.

Why do you have my address?

An address can be found.

On the internet. Nothing's complicated.

I didn't spend all night...

Is that the deliveryman?

No. Why are you here?

I wanted to bring you something to thank you for last time.

For stripping you down?

No need to thank her. It was her pleasure.

You're an idiot.

-What is it? -Yes.

Can we have a bit of privacy?

Come.

So it's a secret.

What did you bring me?

Yes. Two seconds.

Here.

Shoes?

Mine are too ugly?

-A triangle. -Yes.

I thought you could start with that

if you don't know what to do with your life.

You're cute.

Sometimes.

Well, thanks.

Do you play guitar?

No. It's too hard.

OK.

You'll see. The triangle is easier than that.

Cool!

You have a Nintendo?

Don't be shy to look around.

Who's this?

Hello.

Delivery for your dad. He bought it all.

To be sure he wouldn't run out.

OK.

Hi.

I didn't expect to see you here.

I didn't expect to see you here.

Thanks.

Did you get my texts?

Jimmy, my hero.

Since when do you deliver?

It's often me when Lou's not there.

Anyway, you've saved our dinner.

-Hi. I'm Philippe. -Jules.

You're a friend of the girls?

I think you could say that.

I didn't know Lou had friends other than Sophie.

Cool. Thanks, Dad.

You're like an old couple.

True. No passion. Just routine.

Got time to have a beer? You too?

That'd be great. Come.

Really great.

Great.

-You're a pilot? -Yes.

-That's cool. -Commercial?

What's new at the Saint-Martin store?

Nothing much.

We're looking for a new clerk because of the hold-up.

What hold-up?

The first in the store's history.

Why didn't you tell us, Lou?

I didn't want to worry you for nothing.

-When did it happen? -A few weeks ago.

Were you working?

No. Lou was.

You could've been killed!

Don't exaggerate, Caro.

Were you there? No.

It wasn't that bad.

-It only lasted max two minutes. -Still!

You weren't even shaken?

Not really, no.

Mom, I'm fine.

-Did they find the thief? -No.

All we know is that he was wearing a Donald Trump mask.

Doesn't your brother have one?

They're everywhere.

Then again, maybe it's him.

Jimmy said it was a boy.

Of course it isn't him.

And you, Jules?

You haven't swam since Sophie's party?

No.

I forgot to ask how your evening was.

It was calm.

But lots of things happened.

Not that many.

Things happened?

That's intriguing.

More things you didn't tell us?

Oh my God, you panic.

I can say it. Doesn't bother me.

It's fine, Jimmy.

It's not a secret either.

-What is it? -She slept with a guy, OK?

That's what happened.

Well, I hope it was good.

Really,

you didn't have to tell everyone.

It's not as if your dad didn't know you screw.

OK, but in front of your parents?

My mother bought you your first condoms.

I don't want it to be taboo.

What's the problem?

It's just a bit hard for Jimmy, OK?

That's all.

You wanted him to calm down?

There. You're welcome.

So you did that falling down the stairs?

Someone blinded me with a flashlight.

Was it my daughter?

-Come on, Lou. -It's fine, Dad.

We're even.

Right, Jules?

Unless you want to tell the details.

-No, not really. -OK.

Where did it happen?

In an old building near the 40.

-The abandoned school? -Yes.

-What were you doing there? -Just hanging out. Nothing serious.

I guess you went there with your precious Dolorès?

Yes.

You've done stupid things

since getting that car.

If you'd have known, would you have lent the money?

I didn't lend any money.

You said he lent it to you.

OK.

I have to go.

Me too. I have to go to work.

I'll go with you.

Well, good luck with the rest of the supper.

Thanks.

I'll go get my things.

Jimmy.

Sorry I ghosted you.

It's OK. I might have been a bit intense.

Not at all.

You slept with Fafard?

I hate him.

Listen. I made a mistake at my birthday party.

I shouldn't have kissed you like that.

I know.

But I think about it all the time.

You must've noticed because...

I'm good at hiding it,

but I've liked you since the first time I saw you.

And that kiss

was the best thing that ever happened to me.

You're nice.

Even if you sleep with Fafard

or I don't know who,

I want you to know that nobody sees you

like I see you.

One day you'll want us to kiss again.

Maybe.

Did he treat you like a queen at least?

Not really. No.

That what I would've done.

LOU AND SOPHIE

I don't believe you, Lou.

That's what happened.

Fafard lent you money

to buy his parents' car?

He's stupid. What can I say?

Why didn't you tell me?

Because... It's...

Go ahead. Take the time to invent something.

No. I didn't want you to know

I borrowed money from a dealer.

You're saying anything to make me shut up.

You can think that if you want, OK?

Listen. OK.

If you want me to believe you, I will believe you.

OK?

But why all the lies?

What's going on?

What do you mean?

It's as if all you do is lie these days.

Where do you get it from?

I guess the family.

What do you mean?

So you never lie?

Of course not.

Oh no? Never?

-Everything OK here? -Yes.

-It's dealt with. -OK.

Dinner is ready. Shall I open another bottle?

Good idea.

What?

Nothing.

They've never been this good.

Look at that.

The king of the barbecue, baby.

What is it?

Listen, I tried to pretend because

I don't want you to be hurt but I can't stand it anymore.

I can't stand it so...

Mom cheated on you.

What?

She slept with a work colleague.

Danny. When she had a meeting.

Where did you get this?

I saw lots of messages on her phone.

I don't want it to be true, Dad.

But it is.

Why don't you say something?

Come eat. It's better when it's hot.

It's crazy how tender it is.

And with your mustard sauce.

It's true that it's good, Phil.

Good.

It was worth the wait.

Well, I think it's worth the wait

to lift my glass to the cook.

To Philippe.

-To Phil. -To Phil.

Yes.

The evening didn't go so badly, huh?

I'm joking.

Oh, it was supposed to

Be a nice summer

Evening

Eating

Barbecue

But everything went to shit

And I feel like shit

Since I slept with

Fafard

Because

I don't know

If I really wanted to

What?

So?

-It was bizarre, Lou. -Bizarre how?

It's a bit fuzzy,

but it happened very quickly

and I didn't want to do it, but he did,

so he continued and I didn't know...

Are you joking?

I can't stop thinking about it, Lou.

Oh that asshole.

What is it?

He's dead!

Lou.

Please calm down.

While Fafard quietly masturbates thinking how he forced you?

-No. -That's not what I said, Lou.

You didn't want to and he continued.

I said I didn't know if I wanted to.

What's the difference?

-Fucking door! -Calm down!

-I am calm! -Not really, OK?

Maybe I wasn't clear about how I felt

and how I wanted it to happen.

It's not hard to know it's a "yes" before putting your dick somewhere.

Yes it is. You've never had sex.

Regardless! You're not supposed to feel that way.

What'll you do? Break his legs?

We'll see what he has to say.

Seriously?

You're just upset because of your parents.

Fafard didn't have the right to do that

and he has to know.

It doesn't concern you, Lou.

If it concerns you, it concerns me.

-Move over. -What?

Lou. Louise.

Dammit!

Fafard.

Open the door.

You'd better not be in your pool.

Hi.

What are you doing here?

What are you doing here?

Looking for Fafard. Why else would I be knocking?

-What is this? -Don't you worry.

-Fafard. -He's not even here.

Sure. He's always here.

-Not tonight. -OK, move over.

-I told you he's not here. -I said move over!

-You're pigheaded. -Shut up!

-Fafard. -He's not here!

Tell me where he is.

So you can hit him with that?

OK.

You're crazy!

Tell me where he is, or else.

You're nuts. I don't know where he is.

-That's it. -Really, Lou. I don't know.

Call him and ask him!

-You call him. -I don't have a phone.

-Do it! -OK. Calm down.

He isn't answering.

Perfect. I'll wait here for him.

Are you kidding?

I'll wait here for him!

What did he do to you?

Nothing. But he shouldn't have touched Sophie.

-Keven, why are you here? -Your friend's crazy.

-Where is Fafard? -He's not even here.

Did he force you?

That's what Lou told you?

Sort of. In any case,

it's strange he had to do that since you'll sleep with anyone.

You're really an idiot. Screw you, Keven!

Lou. Lou, where are you?

What are you doing?

Where are you going with Dolorès!

Left your keys again?

-I guess so. -Keven, stop.

Stop!

-My God. -Oh no!

He's not here. He's not at home.

He's not at Tim's.

-At Scratch or the marina. -Maybe.

-Or at Le Gardeur. -Why would he go there?

I don't know. 'Cause he's a cretin. Call him again.

-There's no use. -Call him!

I'm Keven. Who are you?

Keven, what is this shit?

-Look. It's Arnie. -Arnaud.

I didn't know you finished so late.

I had to wait for a softball game to end.

You OK? You look upset.

Dolorès was stolen.

What?

It was to piss us off.

He stole it.

Who?

You know Keven, my ex.

The cretin at her birthday party.

Yeah. He seemed to like cheese curds.

Yeah. What are you doing?

You could help us. We can separate...

No. I have a date.

With who?

The guy from your party.

The one who wasn't straight.

I finish in five minutes, then he's picking me up.

It's OK.

I guess you called Keven.

-We're not stupid. -He's not answering.

OK. Doesn't he have a girlfriend?

She might know where he is.

Oh no. Not her.

Yes, her. Come on. Let's go.

Thanks.

Marie-Shit!

Our old friend.

Nice pajamas.

I didn't know you played softball.

You must be good since it's a butch sport.

Keep on with your jokes.

One day, someone might laugh.

What are you doing?

Text your man. We want to know where he is.

-Keven? -No. The Zamboni guy.

Yes, Keven.

He won't answer my call.

Come on. It'll take two seconds.

-We're not together anymore. -Really?

He broke up with me.

Why?

He slept with another girl.

What a cretin.

But we can agree it was a rebound relationship.

I know. He was frustrated too because I hated sucking him off.

No. You too?

You too?

Yes. He smells like something wet and musty. Disgusting.

My God, exactly.

Can we not talk

about Keven's penis, please?

-It was disgusting. -Horrible

We'll find him.

We have to because all I want

is to go to sleep on the backseat

and stop thinking about this damn night.

I get it.

No matter what happens tonight, we sleep in Dolorès tonight, OK?

OK.

It's Arnaud.

Didn't you have a date?

That's the thing...

-Guess who I just saw. -Tell us.

Dolorès.

-What! -Where?

She's at the ice cream shop near the movie theater.

OK, what do we do?

Want me to call the cops?

No. Don't call the cops.

-Why not? -For many reasons!

OK. Do you want me to talk to Keven?

No. We're coming.

We're coming how?

By bike?

No. It'll take too long.

We need to go by car.

I know who has one.

Jimmy.

So, the barbecue?

Best night of our life. We need a favor.

Can we borrow your car?

-Why? You have one. -It was just stolen.

Huh? Call the police.

No. We know where it is. We have to go and get it.

Are you nuts? It's too dangerous!

It's not.

-The thief? -We know who it is.

A cretin. No worries.

Please, Jimmy.

OK. But I'm going with you. In one hour. OK?

No. We can't wait. We have to go now.

Why?

Listen. It's complicated.

We'll bring it back. Promise.

Come on, Jimmy.

How will I get home?

I can't. Forget it.

It's OK.

We understand.

I'm going to pee.

You just have to wait for me.

But we don't need you.

What if he knows kung fu?

-Like you? -Yes.

A little baseball bat won't help.

OK, come on, Lou. We'll bring it back. Promise.

My keys!

I'm warning you. I might kill him.

Before, Fafard, and now Keven?

Don't touch my friend and don't touch my car.

OK, calm down, Bruce Willis.

Lou. Look!

My beautiful Dolorès.

Hi, Keven.

He isn't here.

Move.

Sorry. She can be rude sometimes.

Shit.

He must've gone for ice cream.

Oh my God.

Wait, Lou.

A guy who reads feminist literature?

OK, what's up?

You forced her to sleep with you!

At her birthday party!

What do you mean?

Stop saying that. That's not what happened.

What happened? Why have you been upset for a week?

Tell me what's going on. I don't get it.

Can we talk somewhere else?

Go.

Want me to come with you?

It's fine, Lou.

You should've talked to me

before Lou ripped my head off.

I know.

She lost it.

But we've had a bad night.

Yes.

So...

what's the problem with what happened?

You didn't think it was strange?

That it wasn't fun?

I don't know. Maybe a bit.

Why didn't you stop?

Why didn't you tell me you wanted me to stop?

Do you remember what happened?

-Anyway. -Anyway?

I don't remember the color of your boxers

-if that's what you're asking. -OK.

It's just that...

You're the one who kissed me.

Couldn't I change my mind?

Can't we kiss without having sex?

Yes. Of course.

It's just that...

It's just that...

I don't know. I...

I didn't know you didn't want to.

I thought it was OK.

Listen, I know that...

I know I said it was fine, but didn't you realize

that I just said that because

I felt bad for having kissed you?

Because I was sad.

I didn't want to be alone.

You were sad?

I was very sad.

Listen, I...

I'm sorry I didn't see that.

Really, I...

I didn't want you to feel that way.

And I wasn't wearing any underwear.

I never do.

-Cool. -Yeah.

Thanks for the info.

Are you OK?

OK.

LOU AND SOPHIE

Come here!

Hey!

What do you want?

Give me the keys!

-What keys? -The keys for my car!

OK, here. Choke on them.

Quit it or I'm calling the cops.

OK, boomer.

So?

-What is it? -He's afraid of me.

-Fuck off. -Shut up.

We gotta go. The cops.

-OK, bye. -Wait a minute.

I'm selling weed.

Know how much is in my car?

You're really chasing him

considering he forced you.

Lou.

-Stop. -Shut up.

OK, Lou, stop!

I think he gets it.

Gets what?

I knew you two were nuts!

Come.

And by the way, penises should be washed.

-Gp! -It won't be long.

Don't do this, Dolorès.

OK. Yes. OK.

Let's go.

What?

What was that, Lou?

Dad, it's Lambert.

Did you take something tonight?

-Alcohol? Cannabis? -No.

Whose car is this? Your parents'?

No, it's ours.

OK. I have everything I need.

Should we go see the little girl to apologize?

The little girl? She doesn't want to talk to you.

That's what you do with your gap year?

Walk around with a baseball bat,

fight with a guy, steal Jimmy's car,

drive like maniacs, and kill a little girl's dog?

What if it had been the little girl?

-We didn't mean to. -I certainly hope not.

-You're not psychopaths. -We don't know what's happening,

but it's not good, especially since you got your car.

-That's not true. -Yes, it is.

It's screw-up after screw-up.

-OK. It's fine. We get it. -Doesn't seem like it.

Why aren't you talking?

You want me to talk?

OK.

Open your ears because I won't repeat myself.

Starting today, you will come home at 9 p.m.

-What? -The sun hasn't even set!

We don't want you smoking or drinking either.

-That has nothing to do with it! -I'm not finished.

No more phone. No more Dolorès.

No more seeing each other.

Is this a joke?

You want to act like ten-year-olds, we'll treat you as such.

A little break from each other will do you good.

-For how long? -We'll see.

But don't hold your breath.

What is it?

I...

I was accepted to theater school.

Really?

They took me off the waiting list for fall.

-What? -That's great!

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