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- Give me your money! - Fuck.

- I got you! - Yeah.

Ever seen your face on waking up?

It's not a reassuring sight.

Why's he flashing me?

Stay awake.

What time d'you set your alarm for?

First one at 4 am.

The first one?

Look.

See? First one at 4 am, then...

Set one at 3:55, OK?

What for?

We were meant to leave at 5:15 and it's 5:20.

- I guess we're filling up? - You bet.

We go all out. We mustn't get it wrong.

THIS IS MY MOTHER

- Any lilies? - No, we've got enough.

- People always ask for them. - We've got too many, I tell you.

They just get thrown away.

OK.

We just need some roses and some orchids.

- I'll get the orchids. - You sure?

Yeah.

Phalenos and vandas are priced per floret, the rest per stem.

- Got it. - See you in pot plants.

OK.

- I can't do it, I tell you. - No.

- Pierre, you're asking too much. - No, I'm not.

Everyone else is making an effort.

Really, Pierre, you're asking too much.

You are.

- They are nice, though. - Lovely!

Yes, I can see why you baulk at 8.

I get it.

I'll just buy from Daniel and leave you to your coffee.

Come off it! These are Fleurs de France.

- His come from a cold room in Kenya. - What can I say?

Times are hard. Yes, Ibou.

No, I said no lilies, didn't I?

OK, see you shortly.

- Where were we? Eight. - No!

I said nine.

Those are Red Naomi.

This is nuts.

You know,

I'm about to sign with a top wedding firm.

So what's it to be?

I'll need to hurry if I'm going to load up Daniel's crappy roses.

- I don't have time... - OK, OK.

- Eight it is, you win. - I knew you were a romantic.

Great!

- Excuse me. - Yes?

- You dropped one. - Thanks, bro.

Don't call people "bro".

We're the same age. What am I meant to call him?

You're at work. You have colleagues, customers, suppliers, but no bro's.

And what am I, your associate?

When you're on time for a week, maybe my colleague.

But for now you're my employee.

And wear some jeans, you're not playing five-a-side!

If you don't like it, pay me more!

I'll even wear designer shoes if you want.

If I sign this contract today, I'll give you a raise.

I can't wait to see you in ankle boots!

All right?

Yes, but you must be shattered.

I didn't know you got up so early.

Yes, well...

I...

I...

It's the same every day.

You left like a thief in the night.

Not so much as a fingering.

It was early, I didn't want to wake you.

I'm calling because I'll be near your shop at lunchtime,

so I can drop off your watch.

Oh, yes, sure.

I hadn't... I hadn't even noticed I'd forgotten it.

OK, great. I'll let you know when I get there.

- OK? - OK.

See you later.

What a hero!

Seriously, you did it!

- Incredible. You're nuts! - What?

What? Are you kidding me?

- You're screwing Lisa and didn't say? - I'm not "screwing" her.

- We were drunk, it happens. - OK, right.

Sorry, but I don't make love to my female friends.

That's because you don't have any.

So that's why you're dressed the same as yesterday.

- You're a dirty bastard. - Concentrate.

Concentrate!

It's hard being a boss, isn't it?

What a ladykiller!

Gran, I'm opening the shop, I'll call you back.

I promise.

How about these?

I don't know, they look a bit sad to me.

If you want my opinion,

the orange ranunculus go well with the anemones.

That's very pretty. They'll look nice on her grave.

All the others will turn green in their coffins!

- This one it is. - OK.

Mr Pontier, for Simone.

Hello, Mr Pontier, how are you?

Fine, thanks.

How's business, Mr Haddad?

Great.

I see Simone's getting spoiled again.

She's lucky...

to have known such devotion.

- Indeed. - Ranunculus and anemones, 37 euros.

By card.

- Here you go. - Thanks.

And here's your bouquet.

Very kind. See you soon.

- Thanks, Mr Pontier. - Goodbye.

My thoughts are with Simone.

Thank you.

That was good, but next time give me all the info.

OK.

- And help me finish the bouquets. - OK, I'll just finish this first.

The shop needs to be full.

Lisa. Your so-called friend.

Who you screwed.

No lack of information there.

Be right back.

These roses are amazing, it's like they're on steroids.

I water them with egg whites every morning.

- No-one ever bought me flowers. - No!

- Unbelievable. - How much is one of these?

About 10 euros.

That's why, then.

Ouch!

Oh, before I forget...

- Your watch. - Yes, of course, thanks.

Did you do it on purpose?

Are you stressed out about your meeting?

Yes, a little. I can't afford to get it wrong.

- Excuse me! - Yes?

Are you open tomorrow?

Yes, we're also open

every other day.

Perfect, thank you.

- Thank you. - See you tomorrow.

Don't mind me, feel free to flirt! You don't waste any time!

It's true, I can't help myself.

Then again, it's not like we're a couple.

Or are we?

No, wait...

It's complicated.

I don't know what to say, you know?

No.

Forget it, I'll go.

No, wait.

- What? - I...

I mean...

Wow, that's lovely. The nicest thing anyone's ever said.

No, I'd like to, because I'm...

I mean...

It's not...

Because... Hold on.

Yes? Sorry, I'll be back in a minute.

Hello?

Yes, Gran, sorry, I've been rushed off my feet.

No problem, Son.

You OK?

Your mother's here.

OK.

I'm on my way.

Fuck!

Shit!

Something wrong?

I've got an emergency.

- Will you be back for your meeting? - Yes.

Can you look after the shop?

OK? I'll be as quick as I can.

- I won't be long. - OK.

All right?

I'm sorry, Son, I didn't want to bother you at work.

Don't worry, I took care of it, it's OK.

Where is she?

Mum?

Son!

My son!

Oh, I've missed you, I've missed you!

You smell nice.

What is it?

Mint, magnolia, and...

I can't work out what it is.

- Patchouli. - Patchouli! Of course it is.

Smell me, you'll see.

I want to see if you've improved. Smell me.

- Come on! - I don't want to.

Why not? Because you don't know, right?

Come on, it's easy!

Come on!

Come on!

- Lavender. - Lavender!

That's right, he's his mother's son!

- Smells good, doesn't it? - Yes, very good.

And you?

- What about me? - How are you?

Fantastic, I've never been so happy.

That's great.

And how did you get out?

Through the door, of course.

It's very convenient, you should try it.

You're pleased to see me, aren't you?

Come on, darling, dance with your mum.

Dance with me!

Hello?

Oh! Hello?

Your what? Wait, I can't hear. What did you say?

No... Yes, I'm listening, but it's noisy.

Speak up.

What do you mean, your door mirror is broken?

What can I do about it?

What's this about a broken door mirror?

Oh! That dickhead of a neighbour!

- I broke his mirror. - Right...

Shit.

No, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Sorry. You know what?

Send me the bill at my grandmother's and I'll reimburse you.

That's right. Great.

Yes, I know, I'm sorry.

Sorry.

Bye.

Shit! What the fuck's going on?

He's been parking in Mum's space for 20 years!

- We've had enough! - What? She doesn't have a car!

- So what? - She doesn't have a car!

Fuck! Yes, OK, we're coming!

Why did you turn the music off?

- Yes? - I've got Judith's shopping.

- OK... - Moussa! All right?

- Did you get everything? - Yes, it's all there.

You're so kind. Hold on!

Here.

As a thank you.

- That's OK. - Right.

- Stop by anytime you need anything. - No problem.

- Have a nice day, sweetie. - Thanks, you too.

- Bye-bye! - Yeah, bye.

Who's that?

Moussa.

A kid I met downstairs. The lift's broken.

- He helped me with my shopping. - Meaning?

I asked him to.

- How did he pay? - With your gran's card.

And where is it now?

It's...

You give your card to strangers? Jesus!

Hey!

- Where's the card? - What?

- The card she gave you. - What card?

My mother gave you a card. Where is it?

- In the bag, where d'you think? - Stop it!

Are you nuts? It's in the bag!

Unbelievable!

You're mad!

Mad!

What the hell are you doing, accusing the kid like that?

He helped me with my shopping!

What have you done to help me?

Well?

Look at my muscles.

Touch it!

I never stop in that place.

I do Pilates every Wednesday. It's really good.

What time is it?

Time!

Why, do you have something to do?

It's Friday, and Friday is couscous!

Mum!

Mum!

- Did you call the clinic? - I didn't know what to do,

so I called you first.

- You did right. - Mum, where's the couscous pan?

I have to take her back now.

She'll never agree! Never!

We have no choice.

Can't she stay here a bit longer?

Mum!

Look, she's manageable for now.

But you know how it ends sometimes.

- Yes, I do. - Mum!

I visit her often there.

I can see why she runs away.

- It's not easy. - It's not easy for anyone.

Not for anyone.

It's just how it is.

What's this crap? Oh, shit.

Look, can't you find another way?

Try something else perhaps?

Like what?

- We didn't take the decision lightly. - Not "we", Son.

Hold on, she's not in jail.

- Mum! - I doubt they do Pilates in jail.

But...

I don't have the strength anymore.

- I know, but... - You're too old.

Sometimes I wonder what I did to deserve this.

You didn't do anything.

It's not your fault, you know that.

Mnaich'alik hana. She hasn't had much luck in life.

It wasn't my fault, it slipped.

Why are you looking at me like that?

Have you never done anything stupid?

I can do whatever I want.

Go ahead, smash it.

It's a tradition here.

Mazel Tov!

What about this one? Shall we smash it?

Mazel Tov! And this one?

Stop it! Are you mad?

Stop it! No...

No, stop it.

Leave it, I'll do it.

- Careful. - Shit.

I didn't know you wore his watch.

Yes, I kept it after he died.

It suits you.

It's been ages since I've been there.

Want to go visit Grandpa's grave?

I'll take you if you like.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

I haven't been for ages either.

We can both go.

But... do you mean it?

Yeah.

Oh, that's wonderful!

I'm so happy!

You're the nicest son ever!

As soon as we're gone, call the clinic.

- Don't worry, Son. - Tell them I'm bringing her back.

- I'll clean up. - Don't worry.

- Shall we go, Mum? - Yes!

Mum, we're going to see Dad! We'll give him a kiss,

then we'll come back and help you with all this.

Wait...

I'm so happy!

- I'm going even if you're not. - OK, OK!

- I never found the couscous pan. - Don't worry about it.

- Bye, Mum! - Goodbye, my girl.

Where are my cigs?

No, no! No cigs in the car, please.

- It's not... - Not in the car.

Put that away.

Shit!

Get your feet off there!

Wow, you've beefed up, too!

Come on, it's a compliment!

Oh, there's no more liquorice!

Stop touching everything!

It's so nice to see you again!

After all this time!

Nice car you've got.

Business good?

- You must be rich. - Talking of money,

why is there a phone bill for 347 euros?

- Is it that much? - Yeah.

Yes, it is.

Why are there all those weird numbers?

Because

I answer questions on the TV, that's why.

I can't do anything thanks to you, and it's the only way to make money.

I can do what I like!

No, you can't, because I'm paying for you.

Exactly.

Let me take care of my money in peace.

I didn't ask you to be on my back.

I didn't ask for it, either.

This is boring!

Can we have some music, or is that banned too?

OK, go on.

There you go, look.

Press that, take a look.

Choose what you want and press play.

- Any Véronique Sanson? - Véronique Sanson.

- Kendji Girac? - Kendji Girac.

- Michel Berger? - Michel Berger, Maître Gims,

Compagnie Créole... - Yes!

Whatever you want.

There's France Gall!

There's France Gall, there's...

It reminds me of when we had the house. France Gall came.

Yes!

We had a barbecue and played belote.

No, you weren't there. I don't think you were.

Did she win?

At what?

At belote.

Well, no! She lost. That's why she never came back.

Oh, unique woman, sin, desire

For a serpent of the Bible

Has broken its grip

Hellish blue

Colour love

Draw on the stone

The words of the first day

Bitter taste

Of forbidden man

Has tasted the pleasures that God punishes

Oh! Mortal heart

Pale-eyed Eve

Abandoned by heaven, she is in pain

Eve, stand up and dance with life

The echo of your voice has come to me

Eve, stand up

Your children have grown

Be quiet, please!

Quiet...

Please!

- Yes, Ibou, how are things? - Ibou?

I'm doing well on the bouquets.

- Need anything else? - Ibou?

Yes, get on with the dried flowers,

if you can.

OK.

- Everything OK otherwise? - Yes.

A customer complained.

About what?

All the peonies she planted died.

- She said we sold her shit. - Did she space them out?

I doubt it.

- They were on a balcony. - That's why!

They need at least a metre between them!

- I'll call you back, OK? - Tell that idiot they're too close!

OK...

Why's it taking so long?

When will we get there?

Er, well...

Why's it taking so long?

I need to get petrol.

I'm gonna find a garage,

fill up and we're good to go.

I'm gonna fill up too.

What is that?

A Thermos.

- I know, but what's in it? - Water.

- Show me. - No! Stop it!

Stop it! You're completely paranoid!

Take up meditation!

You're so edgy!

Where are you going?

- To pee. - Stay in the car.

- I'm nearly done. - I'll do it here.

- Stop that! - There!

Right.

Mind the door!

This is Lisa. Send me a text, I don't listen to messages.

It's me.

I wanted to talk about before. Call me back if you want.

Take care.

Hello, 2.95, please.

- Thanks. - Have a nice day.

Gran,

did you call the clinic?

Yes. They found out she hadn't been taking her medication.

OK, now I get it.

How's it going?

She's on edge. I've stopped at a service station.

She doesn't suspect.

And are you OK?

Yeah... I feel more like a cop than a son, but still...

It'll be OK, don't worry.

OK. Call me if you need to.

I'll call you back.

Got a light?

Yes, I'll fire you up, darling!

Oh, I say!

No-one's called me that in a while.

What are you doing?

I'm talking!

I met Patrice coming out of the toilet.

He bought me a coffee.

Very generous, thanks, Patrice. Now let's go.

- Come on! - Let's go.

Can I have your number?

- You're funny. Come on. - We have time!

He's taking me to Gujan to visit my dad's grave.

- Come on. - Gujan?

- But Gujan's in the other direction. - I don't believe it!

You're not taking me to Gujan?

- Come on! - Where are you taking me?

Where are you taking me? You bastard!

- Calm down! - I don't want to go!

Calm down!

Get back.

- You're coming with me now! - No, I'm not!

I don't want to! He's lying! He wants to hurt me!

Get lost!

- Go on! - Yes, get lost!

Go to your cemetery and stay there!

- I'm going, fuck it! - Will you take me?

- What? - Will you take me to the cemetery?

Yes, if you want.

Yes.

OK, let's go.

Shit!

Wait, wait, wait!

Just wait.

- Come on, I'll take you. - Shit!

Get off, I'll take you to the cemetery.

Trust me, I'll take you to the cemetery.

- Leave me alone! - I'll take her.

- OK, I'll get off. - Get lost!

Come on.

Hey, my helmet!

I'll put it here, OK?

What are you doing?

You said you'd take me to the cemetery.

Yes.

I'm not going back there.

I know.

How do I know you're not lying?

OK.

Here.

You need to let go of that now.

In 200 metres, turn right.

In 200 metres, turn right.

I'm hungry!

I'm starving!

Liquorice!

Thank you!

You do think of me sometimes!

You know why we Jews put pebbles on gravestones?

No, I don't think I do.

Well, because flowers wilt, and pebbles don't.

It shows the departed

that our love is as solid and enduring as stone.

I didn't know that, it's nice.

That's why I called you Pierre, like a stone, not Daisy.

It wouldn't have been easy.

Hi, Dad.

I know you're angry I haven't been for a long time.

In my defence,

if I could come more often, I would.

But I'm not allowed to.

That's all.

You're not the only one imprisoned.

I'm sure that

if you were still here, you'd never have abandoned me.

Because you really loved me.

I don't like it there.

The food's dreadful, and...

I'm not even allowed to open the window.

It makes no sense.

The only thing that consoles me...

is flowers.

Like you always said,

I cultivate my garden.

Well, I'm here, and I wanted to tell you that...

I think about you every day.

Without exception.

Mum said the same.

I'm not so sure about Pierre.

Tonight we're having couscous made by me.

Why not tell him you ate liquorice and smoked 3 cigarettes?

What, I'm not even allowed to talk to my father?

Can you give me a minute?

I have a secret to tell him.

Just a minute, then.

You see?

- Who's it for? - It's for my daughter's birthday.

- She's lucky. - She certainly is.

I'd like someone to give me flowers for my birthday.

When is it?

December 18th.

Come back then, my treat.

That's very kind. Are you the owner?

Nearly.

There you go.

- Receipt? - No.

- Well, thank you. - Wait a second.

- Until December. - Wow!

Have a nice day, and happy birthday to your daughter.

Thank you.

- Hello? - Thanks for the rose.

You're welcome. Yes? I'm here.

Why did she say that?

- I'm building customer loyalty. - By giving away roses?

It's only one rose to one customer.

OK.

Look, I'm in the shit.

I won't be able to make the meeting.

- OK, so you're cancelling? - No.

I can't do that. You'll go instead.

Are you serious? I don't even know who it's with!

- You just mentioned weddings. - Relax, her name's Flora Bertin.

She organises big weddings and wants to know

if we can partner with her, OK?

Yes, I get it.

You know what to do.

Big smile, show her we're prompt,

we have good suppliers, good ideas, the best flowers...

OK.

- We're the best. - Exactly, it's very important.

- Got it. - If we sign,

we can really branch out,

and I'll be financially stable.

I'll blow her mind.

You're not filling me with confidence.

That's what colleagues are for.

Who was that with you

earlier on?

- My mother. - And is she OK?

Yes and no.

She's not well, I have to take her back to the clinic.

Oh, shit. Health problems?

You could say that, yes.

- Don't screw up, OK? - I won't.

- I'm here. - Thanks.

Mum! Hey!

Stop!

Sorry! Did I hurt you?

Are you hurt?

Oh, you're bleeding! I'm sorry!

I've had enough.

I'm sorry.

Sorry.

Do you realise what you're doing?

It was an accident.

You keep saying I abandoned you, that I'm a monster.

Put yourself in my place. Do you think it's easy for me?

Well, do you?

Do you think it's cool having a mother like you?

No, it's not. You think it's normal

that I run around after you like a dog.

My whole life!

- It was an accident. - You're pissing me off!

That's all! I'm sick of it.

Fuck!

I'm not like this on purpose.

No, but I...

Stop it.

I know your life isn't great, but I'm thinking of myself.

- I'm 33! - I know.

And I'm doing great without you!

I know. I didn't mean to hurt you.

I'm sorry. It was my ring, wasn't it?

- It's fine, it doesn't hurt. - We need to go to a pharmacy.

It will get infected otherwise.

You need to get it looked at.

- OK. - I'm sorry, was it my ring?

How is it?

Fine.

You never said how you got out.

It's a long story.

I imagine so.

- Promise not to get angry? - Just tell me.

- Promise. - I promise.

The fact is,

I escaped.

You don't say.

How did you do it?

Well...

I had an idea.

I enlisted the help of Cathy. She's a model,

but she's bulimic.

So I asked her to create a diversion.

Judith, go!

And I ran

at top speed through the corridors.

And I left discreetly

through the emergency exit.

And no-one saw you?

No-one!

That's how I got out into the garden.

So it was easy, actually.

No, because I forgot one thing.

The gate was shut.

That's when I saw Eric.

He was a top athlete who had to stop because he's schizophrenic.

And with his bare hands, he forced open the gate.

I said goodbye to Eric

and ran off. Just like that.

Pretty good, eh?

Yeah, not bad.

- Unbelievable, right? - Unbelievable.

But true.

- Hello! - Hello.

Take one at bedtime, it will make you drowsy.

Please bring your health-insurance card next time.

- Thanks. - Goodbye.

- Hello. - Hello, I've hurt myself.

Show me.

- I'll give you a disinfectant. - Yes.

There you go.

Is everything OK?

Yes. Do you have something strong?

For the pain, you mean?

No, for someone who's anxious: Xanax, Prozac...

No, they're prescription only.

I can give you something plant based...

- Hello. - Hello.

Are these any good?

"Cli-Max."

"A pearly and granulated texture with a lubricating gel

"for intense vaginal stimulation."

"Mint flavoured for an inner feeling of freshness."

That's good.

It stimulates all the erogenous zones. Your partner will benefit too.

- OK, we'll take that. - He's my son.

- How much? - Cute, isn't he?

14.90.

There.

Thank you.

Would you like a bag?

- No, that's fine, thanks. - Goodbye.

Do you have to show me up?

- It's unbearable! - Why?

Because I bought condoms?

What do you think?

Calm down!

I can still get laid, even at my age!

Pardon me for wanting to fuck!

- Yes, even now! - That will do.

- Hello, madam, sir. - Hello.

- Your mum? - Yes.

- You're a good boy. - Thanks.

You see? And you're always complaining!

- Right, come on. - Wait, I'm hungry! Please!

Get us something to eat.

- A sandwich? - Yes, with lots of chips.

- Chips? - Yes.

I'll be right back.

Wait.

How do I know you won't run away?

- Because I'm hungry. - So?

Oh, look, just trust me.

No, it doesn't work like that.

Take this. My whole life's in there, I can't go anywhere without it.

OK. Wait here, I won't be long.

I'd like two beef-salad sandwiches with chips, please.

Oh, shit!

Because I was there.

- At "King of the Street"? - Yes.

Excuse me, can I ask you a favour?

Yes.

I'd like to know if you have...

I'm looking for some weed.

We don't smoke.

We don't.

Know where I can find some? I'm in a hurry.

Nowhere.

We're just having a drink here.

- I know. - In peace.

Just thought I'd ask.

Yeah.

Is that a woman's bag?

Yeah.

- Thought so. - It's my mother's.

It's her I need the weed for.

Bro!

- Your mother? - Yeah!

- For his mother. - That's funny.

She's manic-depressive, or bipolar.

And...

She's in a manic phase at the moment.

She could have a crisis at any time.

I need something to calm her down before I take her back to her clinic.

My uncle has that.

It's serious shit.

Here.

Thanks.

Sorry to ask, but do you have some cigarettes and a lighter?

Sure.

That's kind of you.

- Sure you don't need them? - No, it's OK.

Thanks guys, you're very kind.

It's for your mother, it's fine.

No, no!

Keep it.

You're very kind, thanks.

Good luck.

I'd like to pay for the sandwiches and the drinks

of those young guys. - 18 euros.

- You never mentioned your uncle. - I don't talk about it.

- Is he the only one in your family? - Yes.

Think I was born in a psychiatric hospital?

Yes.

And keep the change.

- Dinner is served. - Any chips?

Yes, tons of them.

Thanks a lot.

You see? I waited for you nicely.

- Good, eh? - That's good.

And here, I picked this for you.

That's nice.

Thank you.

Know what it is?

It's a carnation, I'm a florist.

But what does it mean symbolically?

I don't know.

You need to know.

A real florist should know the language of flowers.

It's the best part of the job.

I started teaching you as a child.

We can carry on if you like.

- OK... - No, no, no!

Look up the carnation. I know a place we can eat.

- No, let's eat here. Why... - You'll see, it's great!

You'll love it, it'll bring back memories.

It's a long way up.

Come on.

It's beautiful!

So beautiful.

It's so beautiful.

Don't you think?

Yes.

Then say so.

It's not hard to say it's beautiful.

It's beautiful.

"It's beautiful..."

Steady on.

It's my favourite place on earth.

There!

Pass me that.

They're disgusting cold.

They certainly are.

Here.

You've got a rotten personality,

but you're a good man.

Sorry.

- Is that grass? - Yes.

Can I roll one?

- Go ahead. - It's been so long.

Here.

You haven't lost your touch.

Enough.

Already?

It's not recommended in my state.

Why did you stop taking your medication?

Because...

I was sick of being like a vegetable.

Two years

is a long time not to see your son.

I missed you so much.

I needed to have a calmer life.

And is it better now?

Well, I work all the hours God sends.

And your love life?

It's complicated.

- So it's no better, then. - No.

What's your girlfriend's name?

Lisa, but she's not my girlfriend.

A casual lay, then?

It's just that casual lays

never last long in my experience.

It's not like that.

She's my best friend, but...

Turns out it was always ambiguous.

Do you have feelings for her?

Well... Yes, I do.

- Have you told her? - No.

- It might help. - Yeah.

I think she's had enough.

You have to stop being afraid and have faith in yourself!

You have to dare, you have to jump in,

you have to live, you have to...

have kids, I don't know.

I'm not ready.

No-one's ready.

No-one ever is.

But you do it, then you improvise.

Look at me.

Well, OK.

What's your shop called?

Judith Flowers.

Judith like me?

I'm really touched.

I hung a big portrait of you

in the front window.

- You're making fun of me! - Yes!

- Is it called Judith Flowers? - No!

What time is it?

I don't know.

- Shit! - What?

Hold on.

It's Ibou. Flora wants to tell you something.

Hello, Mr Haddad.

You have a wonderful shop and excellent flowers.

We'd like you to supply us for a year, then we'll see.

And congratulations on your engagement to Lisa.

I hope you'll engage our services for the wedding.

Well, there you go. I'll call you back.

Wow!

You OK?

Yes, everything's great.

But what?

I've signed...

I have a contract for the shop.

Mazel Tov!

My little one!

That's good, Son.

- It feels good. - Yes, it does.

Oh, yeah.

Why did you ask the time? It's 7:30 pm.

Because the centre closes at 7.

You're good.

No, but...

So what's option B?

We could sleep locally,

and tomorrow you can do what you want.

But we must call Gran so she doesn't worry.

Yes, leave it to me.

I'll find a hotel.

Want any water?

No, thanks.

You should, it tastes good.

Ibou, well done.

You pulled it off.

I'm lucky to have you.

I wanted to say...

I'm gonna be here late.

It'd be good if you could go to the market and open the shop.

Give me the phone, I need music.

And I'm relying on you to wear your ankle boots.

That's it. Call me back if you need to.

Come on, one, two,

three, faster!

Three!

Keep moving, that's great.

Ready, duck!

There.

Three!

Is it urgent?

- No! - Sure? Come on!

Left, right, right hook! Again!

- Fuck! - Where d'you think you came from?

Pass me your phone.

Here.

Take a bath.

It feels great.

I'm OK.

Why did you book such an expensive hotel?

It makes a nice change, but still...

- I wanted you to enjoy it before bed. - Bed?

It's not my bedtime.

I don't go to bed before 2 or 3 am.

I don't need much sleep.

We could go to Henry's bar.

Come on! It's not far.

- You've something to celebrate. - It wasn't planned.

Nothing ever is.

I won't drink, OK?

If you don't want to, I'll go alone.

You can't lock me up!

How do I look?

Too much make-up, but very nice.

That's nice of you.

Yoo-hoo!

I don't believe it!

My Judith!

- All right? - Pierre!

- It's been a long time! - Too long.

- All right? - You look great!

Nothing's changed here.

Still karaoke on Fridays.

What'll you have?

I wouldn't mind a whisky.

- I'll have the same. - Coming up.

Death does not frighten him

He chews tobacco He's gonna hurt you bad

My guy

This is a young distiller's whisky.

It's amazing.

Can I sing next?

If you can get the mic off Martine, help yourself.

Same again.

Thanks.

- Pierre? - Sure.

- It's you! - There you go.

Your mother seems well.

Want my opinion?

She has her faults, but at least she's a nice person.

And believe me,

there aren't many of those around.

In the heat of the bars

She leads us far away

I seek out her gaze, in vain

Bailando

In the never-ending din

Of the street bands

She makes the crowds dance as the hours tick away

Hand in hand

And barefoot

On the walls of Seville

She infuses her colours

In the hearts of those girls

She revitalises every night, Bailando

Cantando

Cambiando de ritmo!

Can you watch her for a minute?

This is the Riverside Centre. Please hold.

This is the Riverside Centre. Please hold.

Riverside Psychiatric Hospital?

Hello, I'm calling about an admission.

I'm sorry, sir, the centre is closed. You'll have to call back tomorrow.

It's an emergency. My mother is a patient of yours.

Judith Haddad, she escaped this morning.

What is her current state?

She's euphoric and will soon be uncontrollable.

And where is she right now?

At the Belvedere Bar in Gujan.

OK, we'll send an ambulance now.

OK, thanks.

Goodbye.

- Hello? - Hello.

I wasn't expecting you

to call me back.

And I wasn't expecting to get texts from your mother.

What?

Isn't she with you?

Yes, she is.

You must've left your phone lying around.

What did she say?

Things about your life

that you might've told me sooner.

Pierre, come inside!

- Is there a problem? - No, but your mother wants you.

I'll just be a minute.

Shit!

What's going on?

Bad things.

I'm waiting for an ambulance for my mother, I have to go.

Oh, damn. Is she unwell?

- We're in a bar, she's dancing. - She's dancing?

- So why the ambulance? - She's dancing,

but things are about to get worse.

I see.

If you need me, you know where I am.

That's kind.

- OK, well... - Wait, I wanted to say...

you're important to me.

Not just as a friend.

See what I mean?

Yes,

I do.

So...

See? You can do it.

Pierre, she's calling you!

I'm coming, be right there.

I need to go.

- So... - Yes, me too.

Tell your mother the answer to her question is yes.

OK.

I'll tell her.

- Take care. - You too.

Hello, Lisa, I'm Judith, Pierre's mum, and I'm bipolar.

It's my fault Pierre can't say things, but he loves you lots.

I'd love to meet you. Do you like couscous?

Find a place for me

In your bubble And if I bug you

If I'm too clumsy

I'll become very pale

Very quiet, very small To make you

Forget me

Make a place for me

Deep in your heart So that I can kiss you

When you cry

I will become

Crazy, a clown, kind

To make you smile

I want you never to hurt Never to be cold

And I don't care about anything Except you

I love you

Love you

Find a place for me.

In your future

So that I ponder less my memories

I'll never be aloof, distant, haughty

To make you feel good

Find a place for me

In your emergencies

In your daring, in your trust

I'll never be aloof, distracted, cruel

To make you feel beautiful

I don't want you to be bored I don't want you to be afraid

I'd like you to forget The taste of misfortune

I love you

- Come on! - I haven't finished!

- Wait, I have to rest! - Come on!

Where are we going?

To see our old house.

I knew it! But why are we running?

What's the rush?

- It hasn't changed at all! - It's exactly the same.

I don't think they've looked after my plants, though.

What are you doing?

Let's see.

- But don't make a sound! - I won't!

Oh, no...

I don't believe it!

- It was better when you did it. - It's horrible!

The oleander can't grow like that, they're mad!

Let's go.

Come on. Mum, come on!

It's for sale!

- I could buy it! - Come on!

- It's a good idea, don't you think? - Come on!

Stop it! Tell me what you think!

- I don't think anything. - Yes!

I want to buy it!

It'd be great!

We'd fix up the plants and everything.

- I'm gonna take the phone number. - No, no.

No.

Why not?

You can't.

You've nothing left.

You spent all you had, and...

even more besides.

You know that.

Remember what we went through?

No?

How I had to work like a dog to repay

all your loans?

How with all your debts,

I became your trustee?

I give you pocket money.

Every month.

It's true it'd be great to buy it, and to...

take care of the garden like we used to, but...

you can't.

I'm sorry, I didn't realise.

I'm sorry for everything I did to you.

Sorry.

Don't say that.

It's not your fault.

We had good times here.

Remember when you put on dancing shows?

How we rehearsed in the afternoon and you invited all the neighbours

to the show?

You remember that?

Of course I do!

- My first moments of solitude. - No...

Yes!

You're exaggerating!

You were magnificent as the Gipsy Kings!

With your little guitar!

What are you doing? Get up!

People live here!

Let me make the most of it

before I go away for good.

See that?

It's the Great Bear.

And that one's Arcturus.

And that one?

That's Cassiopeia.

You're clever, I had no idea you knew about stars.

And that's Starburst...

I'm talking rubbish!

Who's there?

Shit! Let's go.

Who's there?

Sorry.

We're leaving now, sorry.

Come on, come on! Don't touch that!

- It's poisonous! - I know.

I want a souvenir.

And anyway, it's my oleander.

Hurry up!

Go now or I'll call the cops!

Yes, sorry.

How much do you want for it?

Carnation meaning

In the language of flowers,

a carnation signifies the love of a mother for her child.

IBOU

This is Pierre Haddad's voicemail.

So what's it to be? Are you taking them or not?

- They're popular, you know. - That's what I keep telling him.

OK, we'll take them.

Three bunches of lilies it is.

Yeah, he should've answered.

You OK?

Weather's nice, I'm with my son.

You?

Yeah, sleep does you good.

Shall we go once we're fully awake?

I'll just finish my tea and I'm ready.

What's that you're drinking?

Tea.

The sachet's right there.

What is it?

Tea, there was...

- Show me. - Stop!

- Why don't you want me to see? - You don't need to look at my tea.

- You don't have to check everything! - Show me!

- No! - Let go!

Let go.

What are you doing?

Wait, come with me.

No!

Come on.

What are you doing?

Come on.

All right?

I'm here, I won't let you down.

It'll be OK.

I promise.

I need you, you know.

- Hello. - Hello.

Mrs Haddad!

You know you're not allowed out!

We're going to have to keep tabs on you now!

- Do you know that? - Yes.

I'm not happy. I trusted you. It's not good.

- It's not... - She gets it, OK?

- Yes, but... - No buts, she's not stupid.

Call a doctor and let's get on with it.

Hello, Dr Rémy?

Mrs Haddad is here,

with... - Her son.

With her son.

Very well, I'll tell her.

- Dr Rémy will come and get you. - Thank you.

Hassan?

Hello, Mrs Haddad.

- Hello. - Would you come with me?

- Hello. - Hello. I'll come and say goodbye.

OK.

- This is my son. - I see.

- Handsome, isn't he? - Very.

This way.

Please have a seat.

You called us last night, but no-one could find you.

What happened?

Well... I changed my mind.

I didn't want it to happen like that.

I understand that, but next time, let us know.

How did you think your mother was?

All right. I've seen worse.

What about the trusteeship?

I know it's a huge responsibility.

Let's say there's a lot of paperwork.

Mr Haddad, do you know why your mother ran away like that?

I imagine that...

she missed her family.

I would say

that she missed you.

You know she can have visitors whenever she likes?

Yes, I know.

It seems she stopped taking her medication.

Yes.

Without her mood-regulating treatment, the risk of crisis is greater.

But we can't force her to take it.

What we can do is convince her it's for her own good.

When I say "we", I'm thinking of us and you.

Your mother will always be bipolar. There's no miracle cure.

But with your support,

she can improve a lot.

Yes, I know, but I...

I could no longer...

live with all that.

I understand.

But when you feel stronger, try to give her time, love, attention.

I'll always support giving her a pass.

It's wonderful that she's passed on her passion for flowers.

She likes working in the garden.

She does?

And...

do you think that I...

That I...

That I risk developing the same illness?

There is a risk, I won't deny it.

But it depends how you live your life.

I know

you lost your father very young, and I imagine it was hard for you.

That's obviously had an impact.

But it won't help you to dwell on it.

This is a colleague's card.

If you need, or want, to talk, just mention my name.

I think it would do you good.

Thank you.

- Mine's ugly. - It's not.

I don't understand why there are holes.

It doesn't matter.

What's yours like?

- I came to say goodbye. - You're going?

I didn't know you made lanyards.

After 300, I'm getting the hang of it.

Will you give me that one when you've finished it?

OK.

- Right, I'm off. - Wait, I haven't introduced you

to Hubert.

Hello.

- He's my son. - Nice to meet you.

And this is Cathy.

- Remember her? - Hello.

And Eric.

OK, I'm off.

- Take your meds, OK? - Yes, I promise.

- Promise? - Promise, promise.

I love you, Son.

I love you too.

Don't tell me you're here for a consultation?

You're funny!

I get it from my mother.

I don't doubt it. I just came to make sure they let you go.

I pretended I was sane,

and they let me out.

Nothing's foolproof.

Thanks for coming.

That's what friends are for.

Aren't you going to say hello?

It'll be OK.

Oh, shit.

It's all or nothing with you!

Yeah...

I know someone who'd be delighted to meet you.

Wait here.

Judith, a man is asking if you'll make him a couscous tonight.

Does it take long to cook?

The longer the better.

Is it fine grain?

- It's medium. - Excellent.

I love it, but I always get it wrong.

You make couscous?

I try, but I'm too scatty.

- Want a hand? - Yes, please.

- Shall I peel? - She's doing it.

- Was that the doorbell? - Yes, I'll get it.

Start peeling and then

I'll take over.

Who is it?

- It's me. - Who's "me"?

Ibrahim!

Ankle boots!

- Thanks. - Well done.

- You approve? - Yes. All right?

Fine, you?

- Come in. - Hello!

Hello.

My grandmother Nelly, Ibrahim.

- Pleased to meet you. - We work together.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

- Want me to put them in a vase? - Yes, please.

- On the fridge. - They smell nice, don't they?

They smell nice. Beautiful, right?

They're beautiful!

- Are they from your place? - Yes.

My mother has

Something

Something dangerous

Something of a tease

Something of a pain

She has eyes that kill

But I like her hands on my body

I like the smell under her arms

Yes, that's how I am

In my mother's eyes

There is always a light

In my mother's eyes

There is always a light

I always find love

In my mother's eyes

Oh, in my mother's eyes

There is always a light

THIS IS MY MOTHER

My mother always listens to me When I'm in deep shit

She knows when I'm dumb and weak

And when I'm as drunk as a skunk

I always find love

In my mother's eyes

Oh, in my mother's eyes

There is always a light

In my mother's eyes