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I'd like

A guy who makes love well

Enough to remember tomorrow

But it seems like those guys

Don't exist

Or you could stop going out with jerks

who only think with their dicks.

We're not all lucky enough

-to have a love like Jules. -He's not my love.

Anyway, I don't care. You can have him.

He's not my type. I've said it before.

I can't wait to check out the guys in Saint-Hyacinthe.

There's nothing in Saint-Hyacinthe.

-Will you come to see me? -You know I will.

What if we go to Chaleur Bay?

-When? -Today.

OK. I have to ask my aunt if she'll lend us her cottage.

She's hardly ever there.

Yes... OK.

-OK? -Yes. OK.

Think Gilles and Arnaud would want...

Hi, guys.

OK. So, guys,

there are a few rules to follow.

First, Sophie's in charge of the music.

-I made a playlist. -I'm in charge of the music.

Next, no vomiting,

no sex on the backseat, and don't touch the Hawaiian dog.

The last one is very important.

Excuse me.

I take the 40 the whole way?

I have the directions on Google Maps.

Nine hours?

Gaspésie is far.

We can stop and sleep on the way.

Yes! Let's do it!

Super, OK. I'll call him right away.

Thanks, Youssef.

Bye.

A colleague.

He has an apartment for rent five minutes from school.

What?

Is it nice?

I don't know. You have to go see it.

OK. Tell him I'm interested.

Yes?

OK. Cool. Shall we go?

What do I say if your parents ask where you are?

Why would they?

They call me every day for your news.

Tell them what you want. I don't care.

-Need any help? -No. It's fine, Dad.

OK.

Will this nice car

explode before we get there?

Don't be disrespectful to her.

Take the bus if you want.

LOU AND SOPHIE

Take care of the bags. We'll do the rooms.

Hi.

-How many nights? -One.

A double bed or two twins?

-Is four possible? -No. You'll have to squeeze in.

It won't be long.

My computer is slow.

So, Lou didn't end up killing you?

No. She's actually happy for me.

I think.

You didn't talk to her about it?

A bit, but we jump around in conversation.

It's chill.

Here. That's $50 plus tax for the room,

and there's a double bed and a comfortable sofa bed.

What's the room number?

-118. Right there. -Yes.

You hate the number 118?

No, but 1 plus 8 makes 10 which makes 1.

I'm sure we'll end up with a room that smells like

-shit. -Old farts.

Old farts!

What's that?

Well...

who sleeps with who?

Sophie and me, Lou and Jules.

Sleep with who you want, but we're sleeping together.

We're taking the bed. Yes!

I have beer.

-Thanks. -You're welcome.

Oh shit, So.

Look what's starting in five minutes.

-Die Hard! -You like Die Hard?

You don't like Die Hard?

I don't think I've ever seen it.

Me neither.

Should we watch it?

I don't really feel like a movie.

Don't miss out.

You'll drink in the sight of Bruce Willis.

Not my type.

Too bald.

I'd kiss him any time.

Isn't he, like, 60 years old?

I mean in the film. When he was young,

in shape and...

OK, I miss kissing someone.

Jimmy is always an option.

He's hot.

Especially for a store manager.

Assistant manager.

He keeps talking about you. He's crazy about you.

I really have to tell him it's a no.

Why not go out on a date with him? Just to see.

-Or die. -Yeah, but what if

you realize he's the perfect guy for you?

I think Jules is already drunk.

Speaking of which, six beers don't go very far.

You're forgetting the minibar.

Yeah. It's empty.

Did you see a store nearby?

I don't think so.

We can go to the bar across the street.

There's a bar.

Shooter!

-Sorry. -Second one. Go.

Super!

Thanks for the pitcher, man.

Calm down.

-How old are you, girls? -Eighteen.

We're all 18. We have money, and we're thirsty.

-Jules. -You're hot when you affirm yourself.

Don't turn around,

but a guy's looking at you.

I hope it isn't me.

Maybe it's me.

I'm pretty sure it's you.

He's no Bruce Willis, but he's not bad.

You're drunk.

What are you doing?

I want to see if he's a jerk.

-Oh yeah. -It can't be.

I'll be back in a second. "Yippee-ki-yay," friends!

It's always like that.

Whenever there's a half-decent guy,

we don't exist.

She just went to talk.

Yeah. I bet $10 she'll kiss him

and be gone for the night.

It's too intense. I'll put a slow one on.

The beer's flat.

-I like it like that. -Me too.

Thanks for inviting us.

It's cool going there with you.

It was Sophie's idea.

Oh... OK.

-Did you agree? -No.

Not that.

Will you dance with me, miss?

No. I never dance, especially to this song.

And you?

No, I don't feel like it.

Stop moaning and cuddle me.

-What are you waiting for? -The right moment. I don't know.

The right moment. You're on a trip with her.

What more do you need?

We haven't even been alone for ten seconds.

It's now. OK?

Go on. You can do it. Go!

Where are you going?

Somewhere I don't hear this song.

By the way, you owe me $10.

So, you're not a fan of Gerry Boulet?

That's my parents' favorite song.

I can't stand it.

And yet it's pure poetry.

Today I see life

With the eyes of my heart

Eyes of my heart

That's nice.

-It keeps going like that. -Yeah, I know.

Your parents seem nice.

-They seem open. -Oh boy...

What? I'm totally wrong?

If you only knew, man.

It's pretty nice

to call Sophie's dad to see how you are.

Why nice?

They're clearly worried,

but don't want to bother you.

It's a good approach.

You OK?

Yeah. Great.

So what?

You're going to live with Sophie until she moves?

Yeah.

I can't believe she's leaving.

I don't know what I'll do.

Go out with her.

You're an idiot.

I'm kidding. Don't go out with her.

Go out with me.

I'm starting to get tired.

And I have to pee.

LOU AND SOPHIE

Do you have a condom?

Of course.

If you're not careful, I'll break your teeth.

And that's my best friend.

She's a bit intense sometimes.

No worries.

Are you OK?

Anything you want me to do?

Like stop?

Seriously?

Listen, I'm sorry.

I know I approached you

and that I kissed you. It's just that...

-I'm... -Hey. Relax.

-No big deal. -Really?

Of course.

If you don't want to, it's fine. It happens.

OK... Relax, Jules.

Relax. It's not complicated.

You go out, go see Lou, and tell her how you feel.

It's easy.

It's no big deal if the timing isn't perfect.

You'll tell her that...

you think about her all the time.

Yeah. That's good.

And if you ever got the chance, you'd definitely kiss her.

But it can't be weird.

One thing at a time.

Be cool.

You're really cool now. I'll be fine.

The girls' bathroom is full.

Oh yeah.

I just want to say

that I like you, OK?

Don't say that.

Why not?

It's true, Lou.

Since the first time I saw you at the beach.

You want to say something?

It'll pass.

Hey, Lou!

You didn't screw for long.

This is Dominic, and he's not a jerk.

-Hi again. I'm going to bed. -Wait, Lou!

Dom has magic mushrooms.

He said we should take them at the hotel.

Are you kidding?

What?

It's our last chance to travel together.

You're doing everything for us to be apart.

What do you mean?

I don't want to hang with him.

You already invited Jules and Arnaud.

OK, but you said it was OK.

To make you happy as usual.

Don't bother with me.

I'll leave you alone.

OK.

I don't get why you're pissed off.

-I'm just sad. OK? -Why? It's supposed to be fun.

Because you always abandon me!

-No, I don't! -Yes, you do!

If it isn't to get a guy,

it's to go to Saint-Hyacinthe!

OK.

So you're not really happy for me.

Why would I be?

Because you love me and you could be happy

something's going well in my life.

Damn, Lou. You've acted like it was cool for how many days.

Because I'm sad, So.

You think I'm not?

Doesn't seem so.

You think I'm happy

I won't see you every day for the first time since I was five?

Then don't go! That's it!

Wait.

Are you really asking me that?

I understand our plans are ruined and we can't go away like we wanted.

You don't get it.

I don't care what we do or where we go.

I just want to be with you.

But I don't want to feel bad

because I want more.

OK.

But if I had to choose between you

and anything else,

I'd choose you.

That's easy to say when you have no ambition.

-Fuck you, man. -No. Fuck you.

Come on. Start.

Piece of shit!

It's an argument. Arguments happen.

You won't even remember it tomorrow. Finally!

-Where were you? -The bathroom.

Lou's not here?

She went to bed.

Are you OK? What's wrong?

Come on, Arnaud. Damn.

It's fine. I'll pick it up.

You're heavy.

Heavy? Come on. I'm mini.

You have to sleep.

Didn't Lou come back to sleep?

She left with her bag.

Have you seen our friend?

Description?

Brown hair. Blue-green eyes.

-Mean-looking? -Exactly.

She borrowed my phone earlier.

-To call who? -I don't know.

She wanted someone to pick her up.

-Thanks. -You're welcome.

He's sleeping in his clothes on top of the covers.

You can have the sofa bed.

-I'll manage. -No.

I'll sleep in Dolorès.

-We're chill. -OK.

Perfect, because I didn't have a plan B.

I hate arguing with Lou.

Does it happen often?

No. Like never.

I think the last time was...

in grade ten?

Are you OK?

You've seemed sad for a while.

It's just that...

I didn't think the night would end like this.

I totally get it.

At least you kissed a guy. It wasn't a total loss.

You would've like to kiss someone too?

I wouldn't say no.

There you go.

It's done.

Cool. Thanks.

Feel better?

Not really. I'm just sad, I think.

Yeah. Me too.

Good thing I like to drive at night.

Don't sleep. I need you to help keep me awake.

Nice pajamas.

There are times when the last thing you think of

is dressing elegantly.

Thanks, though.

Remember the movie Die Hard?

I saw a bit on TV earlier.

You know when John McClane finally finds

the bad guy who took his wife hostage.

He's limping. He's covered in blood.

He's a mess, and he's in trouble.

But nonetheless, he's willing to do anything to save her.

Even though they'd argued

the last time they spoke.

I don't know. He loved her no matter what.

You mean you and Mom?

No.

I mean you and me.

OK.

I'm like John McClane.

I love you no matter what.

It's a funny way...

Your mother and I are separating.

We can put on your playlist.

Come on, Dolorès.

-Out of gas? -We filled her up.

I think our car isn't working.

It smells musty in here.

I gave you your phone back.

It'll be easier for you to ask your dad to pick you up.

Cool. Thanks.

Dinner is ready.

I'll eat here.

You already spent the day in your room.

I want to be alone. Is that so bad?

Listen.

Tell me what happened with Sophie.

I told you. Nothing.

I didn't want to go to Gaspésie anymore.

I changed my mind. It happens.

-Where are you going? -To get my food.

I'd like us to eat together.

Please.

It's not the same recipe as usual.

No. It's Ricardo's.

I've been wanting to try it.

It's good.

-A bit spicier. -Yes.

Are you two serious?

Acting like nothing's happening. Is that your plan?

We can still talk, Lou.

We aren't only arguing.

We have something to tell you.

I'm moving to Montréal.

I found an apartment.

-What about me? -We'll stay here together.

Just the two of us? Oh no.

Why can't I go with you?

It's temporary

while I decide what I'm doing,

and it's small.

Well, sorry to be in your life too much.

We know things are moving fast.

It's just that all your things are here.

It's easier if you stay.

But I don't want to stay here, Mom.

What if I move with So?

We don't have money. Not right now.

And you know what we said.

Not before I'm 18. Fine.

-What are you doing, Lou? -Eating in my room.

That was long.

It was a two-hour car ride.

Not to mention the tow truck,

garage, driving her two friends home.

All that for an old, broken-down car.

Shut up.

What did the garage say? Is it fixable?

Easily.

It might be ready tomorrow.

OK. But...

Come on, Dad. You can give it to me.

I paid the tow truck.

I'm paying for your apartment. I think that's enough.

Leaving already?

I have to tell Lou that Dolorès is dead.

Calm down. It's just a car.

Without a car, I'll be stuck in Saint-Hyacinthe

with Lou here.

She's the one I'm losing, get it?

Hi, Caro.

Is Lou home?

She just left. I thought she was at your place.

No. OK.

She must be at the park then.

Thanks.

Sophie?

I just wanted to tell you

that I'm happy you're there for her.

She's going to need you.

-Why? -Philippe and I

are separating.

Really?

But...

I'm supposed to be sad, not you.

Sweetie...

I'm sorry.

Pardon?

I'm sorry.

I don't understand the words

coming out of your mouth.

I'm happy for you. Really.

But I can't believe we won't live five minutes from each other.

Me neither.

I can't think about it.

Your mom told me.

I don't want to talk about it.

I knew you'd say that.

You're not at the cottage?

You knew

I'd never go without you.

Also...

Dolorès is dead.

What?

How?

She didn't want to start this morning.

We had to have her towed and...

Can she be repaired?

Yes, but it'll cost even more

than what we paid for her.

I'm sure we can find someone to lend us money. We have to.

Like who? My Dad said no.

Your parents won't want to.

And our friends are too poor, so...

No.

-Come on, Jimmy. -Please.

You have no outgoings.

Not true. I'm taking kung-fu classes.

Like the one I missed

because I didn't have my car to go

because you stole it.

-We just borrowed it. -Still upset about that?

OK, we're sorry about that.

-We apologize. Right, Lou? -Yes. Sorry.

But that's no reason

to not lend money to two nice girls, one who makes you hard.

OK, forget it.

It's fine.

We'll find a solution,

even if it's impossible.

Worst case, you can rob a store.

You must still have your Trump mask.

Oh my shit.

He knows it was us. And he's mad.

Think he'll tell the cops?

I don't think so. Maybe.

-Oh my shit! No! -Can you calm down, please?

That's easy to say. You're not going to prison.

You're not going anywhere. Stop.

What do we do? Should we kill him?

You're right. I have to calm down.

Breathe deeply.

It isn't working!

-What? -Stop arguing.

We can hear you in the beer fridge.

Jimmy...

You won't tell anyone?

Please.

If you don't tell, I promise you a date.

You don't get it, do you?

Think I'd do that to you?

OK for the date.

Well played.

Why do you want me? I hate shopping.

You know TVs better than I do.

I know nothing about them.

I also wanted to talk to you.

What now?

I think you should see my therapist.

Don't you agree?

Looking at the last time, not really.

OK, but I won't be there. Just you.

I think it would help you.

Like it helped your father.

Dad sees a therapist?

-Since when? -Ten years.

Not every week. Just when he needs it.

I didn't know.

At least think about it, OK?

Maybe.

What's that?

The photo of the three of us that David took a few weeks ago.

It's not bad.

I agree.

We really, really have to

fix this door so we can lock it.

I'm on it. No.

Can you do that elsewhere, Tom?

Youssef said we can see the apartment when we want.

I'm almost ready.

You seem very impatient.

Can you let me get ready in peace?

Yes.

-I'm brushing my teeth! -Hi.

There are so many people.

You've got a place here or

-there. -Yeah, here.

Not too much, Lou.

What are you doing?

Know how much this is?

My bumper is worth more than your whole car.

I'm sorry.

Better not be a dent.

That's what a bumper is for.

-Shut up and learn to drive, idiot. -What did you say to my daughter?

That she can't drive. Did you teach her?

Yeah, I did. Got a problem with that?

I also taught her to write, wipe herself, and apologize

when she has an accident.

I didn't teach her how to tell jerks to screw off.

She learned that on her own.

I'm very proud because she can defend herself

and manage and doesn't need me anymore.

So apologize

because my daughter is anything but an idiot. Is that clear?

What about the TV?

It won't be long.

-Is what you said true? -What part?

That I don't need you anymore?

What's wrong?

I don't want to lose you. Not you too.

You won't, Mom.

-Stay with me, OK? -Mom.

I'll let you do what you want, go where you want,

with Sophie, with Dolorès, with anyone.

OK.

I'm sorry. I know I'm not easy sometimes.

You're not a gift, as Grandma would say.

She said that about you too, you know.

OK, I'm ready.

Yeah. I don't feel like it now.

OK. Can I borrow your car, then?

Wouldn't you prefer yours?

-Funny. -It isn't a joke.

We repaired your car.

It's in front.

For real?

You can see Lou

and come bother us with theater stories.

You don't bother us. We're proud of you.

Thanks a lot, Dad!

-I'm all wet. -I don't care!

Dolorès, you're smooth now.

I'm a bit jealous of your new TV.

I almost regret taking the old one.

Your mom was happy you went with her.

It was...

special.

I just ordered a futon.

It's supposed to be comfortable.

Didn't you want a real bed?

For you. For when you come to Montreal.

It doesn't have the North Shore charm.

Good.

But...

are you sure you want to go alone?

What will you eat?

All you can make is

sandwiches and tortellini.

I'll eat sandwiches and tortellini.

And don't forget, I'm the king of barbecue.

You better come often.

We'll play Super Nintendo.

Forget it.

You're not taking it.

-Want to take a ride, baby? -Yes!

Move over.

I've never seen such a small bathroom.

Sit on the toilet and your head's in the sink.

Perfect for shitting while brushing your teeth.

Who does that?

Isn't it too small?

No. Anyway, what else do you do in the bathroom?

I masturbate.

Why didn't I know that?

I'm sure I've told you many times too.

It's not really an exciting place.

No door locks at my place. My Dad thinks it's safer

in case of a fire at night.

He's not wrong though. Gotta be prepared for anything.

If you talk about natural catastrophes again...

It will happen.

You should read my book on it.

No way. Too depressing.

And I'll be too far away. What if something happens to you?

-Like what? -I don't know. A tornado?

You don't even have a basement.

Since when are there tornadoes here?

It's not impossible. There are six a year in Quebec.

-How do you know that? -Do your research!

Remember when there was one not far away

when we were in Cape Cod?

-Yes! -My dad was panicking.

I mostly remember we couldn't swim all week because of sharks.

Anyway, the water was too cold.

We spent the week playing Scrabble

and eating chips.

Good American chips!

I think about it all the time.

That was a cool vacation.

I'd go back anytime.

We could always go with Dolorès.

Once you've finished school.

That's a long time from now.

I know.

OK, top three places we'll go

when we're able to.

Besides Chaleur Bay?

-Yes. -OK, easy.

New York. Then Niagara Falls,

Drummondville, during the poutine festival.

Then out west

if Dolorès is able, of course,

and then...

Cape Cod, but not when there are sharks.

Sold.

So...

What about the apartment?

It's good.

Really good.

Except for the bathroom.

You'll masturbate elsewhere. It's no big deal.

I think I'll sign the lease.

OK.

I'll wait in the car.

What is it?

-We're doing it. -What?

Everything you just said. We're doing it.

-Are you kidding? -No. Let's go.

Yeah, but the apartment, school...

You start in two weeks.

I don't care.

-I'm not going. -Come on, So!

You really think I can survive here

without you in Saint-Hyacinthe?

But you wanted it so badly!

You know...

all I want is to be with you too.

Are you sure? You have to really be sure.

I'm sure, Lou.

Let's go.

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