Original subtitles

[Clattering, yelling]

- [Jacques] Dalva! - [Man] Help me!

- [Dalva] Jacques! Let him go! - [Jacques] Let me go! Dalva!

- [Dalva] You can't do this! - [Man] Hold her down!

[Thudding]

- [Jacques] Let her go! - [Clattering]

[Dalva groans, inhales sharply]

- [Man] Get him outside! - [Dalva] No!

- Jacques! - [Jacques] Dalva!

- Jacques! - [Jacques] Stop!

- Let him go! - [Jacques] Let her go!

- Jacques! - [Jacques] Dalva!

- Dalva! - [Dalva] Let him go!

Jacques!

[She screams]

- [Jacques] Dalva! - [Man exclaims]

- [Jacques] Let me go! - Jacques!

[Dalva strains]

- [Man] Hold her down! - [Lamp clatters]

[Jacques shouts, muffled]

- Calm down! - [Dalva screams]

Come on.

- [She pants frantically] - Jacques!

[Panting softens]

Jacques! Open the door! Open the door!

Open the door! Open the door!

[Forceful thudding; Dalva pants frantically]

[Dalva screams, thudding continues]

[Engine hums, rattles]

Can you undress yourself?

- I have to see your dress. - Not the dress. It's a gift.

[Doctor] I'm sorry, Dalva, we need it for the investigation.

- What investigation? - The police are in charge of it.

I don't know much more...

but I promise you'll get it back.

We'll lend you some other clothes in the meantime.

Okay?

Okay, you can undress behind the screen.

I'm going to need to examine you.

[Rustling]

[She breathes shakily]

[Rustling]

[Dalva breathes shakily]

[Doctor] Can you lift your arms, please?

Can I see under your shirt?

Okay, Dalva.

Now I'm going to ask you to lie down on your back.

Can you take off your panties?

[Fabric rustles softly]

[Doctor] Do you know the frog position?

You just have to spread your legs and put your soles together.

I'm going to use a small compress to clean up.

I'm just looking to see if everything is okay.

[Slow, ruminative music]

[Music continues]

[Music subsides]

[Engine hums, rattles]

[Engine shuts off, clutch cricks]

[Seat belts unbuckle]

[Faint conversation]

[Door shuts]

[Sliding door opens]

[Jayden] Hi, Dalva.

I'm Jayden. I'm a youth worker. And that's my colleague, Zora.

- [Zora] Welcome, Dalva. - This is the Givet shelter.

You'll stay with us for now, okay?

Don't be afraid, you're safe here.

Not far from your home. You're from Bony?

- She's from Bony, right? - [Driver] Yes.

[Jayden] Oh, shit. Hey!

- Stop! Stop! - [Zora] Wait!

[Dalva pants]

- Let me go! - [Jayden] Calm!

- Stop! - [Jayden] Calm down!

Calm down!

[She pants]

[Dog barks in distance]

- [Zora] Are you okay? - Be calm!

It's okay.

[Bed mechanism clicks]

[Jayden] It's so you don't wake everyone up.

You'll have your room tomorrow.

[Faint chatter]

[Door creaks open, chatter grows louder]

[Door shuts]

[Jayden] Here are the lockers where the kids can put their things.

- The canteen, where you'll get meals... - What meals?

[Zora] There's a chance you'll stay here a while.

What?

- We had a request from the prosecutor. - [Dalva] Who is that?

- Someone who protects your rights. - [Dalva] My rights?

What rights?

Let's continue the visit. This is the living room.

You can come here between 8am to 10pm. There's a TV and video games.

Comic books, table football...

A place where you can be with others. Let's go on?

But why do I have to stay here?

This is the youth workers' office where you can find us.

Always knock before entering.

[Lock rattles, clicks]

Wait here for me.

Why does the prosecutor want me to stay here?

- He thinks you'd be better here. - [Dalva] Why?

He thinks you might be in danger with your father.

[Footsteps approach]

[Jayden] Here, your bed sheets.

- You're sharing a room with Samia. - [Door creaks]

She's here because she got kicked out of school for a week.

[Hip-hop music plays, muffled]

[Jayden knock on door]

[Music grows louder]

[Music stops]

[Samia] Hey, didn't your mum teach you to knock before entering?

What the fuck, bro?

- [Jayden] I've told you to smoke outside! - Guys, too!

- That's not in the rules. - Samia!

Who is she?

Her? That's Dalva, your new roommate.

What? Are you serious? That's her suitcase?

- [Zora] Samia! - [Samia] Fuck...

What bullshit!

Replacing Kenza with Barbie.

[Door shuts]

Why is my suitcase here?

The police brought your stuff.

They only found these clothes.

- And they looked for a phone. Got one? - No.

I don't want to stay here.

[Jayden] You don't get to decide. The judge does.

Meals are at 12:00 and 7:00...okay?

[Case unzips]

[Boy] Hey, new girl! Come sit here, there's a spot for you!

- [Lively chatter] - [Boy 2] We're nice! We won't bite!

[Boy 3] Come here!

[Boy] Jayden, introduce us to her! It's been five years I'm single!

- [Boy 2] Calm down! - Hey, shut up! That's enough!

- [Man] Please eat quietly! - [Jayden] You want anything?

You need the energy.

Where is he?

- Who? - Jacques.

In a hearing.

- The thing with the camera? - Yeah.

Except we don't film adults.

Did he ask where I was?

Dalva, he won't come to get you.

- Let's sit down. - Jayden! Jayden, here! Here!

Right here! Just right here! You can sit her here, please!

[Boy] We told you to sit down!

Here's okay for you?

Give Dalva a warm welcome, okay?

[Chatter continues]

[Dimi] I love how you're dressed!

That's a great dress! It's... It's classy!

"Yeah, I come from a classy family!"

- You've got lot of money... - Why are you here?

- I don't know. - [Samia] Liar.

We all know why we're here.

I'm here because my mum is a whore and she can't take care of me.

And you? Your mum?

So, it's your father?

He's never hurt me.

- Whose fault is it? Sheitan? - [Dimi] You're going too far!

- She doesn't even know who it is! - [Dimi chuckles]

[Reverberant chatter]

[Leila] Hello.

- Mr Dorkel? - [Jayden] Yes.

- I'm Mrs Kouten. - [Jayden] It's a pleasure.

Hello. I'm Leila Kouten, your lawyer.

- I'm here to defend you. - Defend me from what?

[Judge] Do you understand why you are here?

- Because you made a mistake. - [Judge] No.

We received a report from the neighbourhood.

The prosecutor ordered an investigation.

We were worried, so we removed you from your father's home.

Why?

We've received the results of your tests.

From what I have,

your father is accused of parental kidnapping and incest.

- You know what incest is? - He didn't do anything.

[Judge] Listen...

- Maybe it's what he wants you to think... - But that's not us.

Why?

- Dalva... - Where is he?

[Judge] In Reims, in pre-trial detention.

People who commit serious offences go there before trial.

- When will I see him again? - [Judge] Not before the trial.

[Door slams]

[Reverberant chatter]

[Jayden] Dalva, wait!

- [Bustling street noise] - Dalva! What are you doing?

Seeing Jacques. I want to talk to him.

[Jayden] That's going to be tricky.

But I can ask the judge for permission for you to write to him, okay?

- I want to see him! I want to go home. - That's not possible! Stop!

- Stop! - [Tyres screech, horn blares]

[Engine revs]

Are you out of your mind?

Move!

[Hip-hop music plays]

[Music stops, bag thuds]

[She breathes shakily]

[Soft rattling]

[She breathes shakily]

[Slow, melancholy music]

[Music continues]

[Noisy mechanical whirring]

[Whirring grows louder]

Hey, young lady! What are you doing?

Come back!

- Young lady! - [Man] That's forbidden!

[Man 2] Stop!

[Music continues]

[Music subsides]

[Door opens]

- [Engine hums softly] - Where were you going?

Where?

- Answer me! - Reims.

Did you really think you can see someone in jail like that?

You ring the bell and they'll let you in?

Stop running away like that.

Look, apart from the shelter, you've got nowhere to go.

- [Door opens] - [Psychologist] Dalva?

Please come in.

I'd like you to understand

what's going on with you and your feelings.

[Dalva] Who said a father and daughter can't love each other?

Well, it's a bit more complicated than that.

A father and daughter can share mutual affection, but...

they can't share sexuality...

And if a father does that to protect her?

- From whom? - From others. Those who don't know how.

- [Psychologist] To do what? - Love.

[Psychologist] Dalva, is there a difference

between loving and making love for you?

No. When a woman loves, she must know how to make love.

[Shower runs; Faint chatter]

[Door slams, chatter grows louder]

- [Lively chatter] - [Girl] Look at her dress!

She looks like my grandma from back in the day!

- That's too much! - [Girl 2] Like, what year is it?

[Girl] And those old earrings!

- Hey, Dalva, going to a gala? - It's okay if she wants to be a lady!

Cut it out!

- [Girl] Put your make-up on. - [Girl 2] Mind your own business!

[Girl] Make an effort, seriously...

Can I use your lipstick, please?

- Yeah, go ahead. - [Dalva] Thank you.

[Girl] Look at her gross lipstick.

[Mocking laughter]

- [Door creaks open] - [Zora] Where is Dalva?

Jayden's been looking for her for ten minutes!

[Girl] So, she has a driver, too?

Ah...

Sorry, miss,

- but you can't go to school like that. - Why not?

Dress how you want at the shelter, but for school...it's not the same.

- [Dalva] Do you have any advice for me? - Yes.

- I've got plenty of advice! - Do you see how you dress?

- [Girls laugh] - [Samia] Look how Barbie is rebelling!

That's enough! Get her something from your room.

Like what? I'll never give that whore a thing!

[Zora] Hurry up, we're short on time!

Come on, we don't have time!

[Indistinct chatter]

[Engine hums softly]

- [Jayden] That's a nice jacket. - Do you have any taste?

That's not the point. A girl your age doesn't dress like that, that's all.

I'm not a girl...I'm a woman.

No. You're not a woman yet, Dalva.

You are a young girl.

[Lively chatter]

[Chatter continues]

- She's fresh, isn't she? - Chill, man. Don't go there!

She's nice!

- [Teacher] Silence, please! - [Chatter subsides]

There is someone who'd like to introduce herself.

You can tell us where you are from and what your name is.

- Dalva Keller. I live in Bony. - [Samia] What a damn liar!

- You live at the Givet shelter. - [Teacher] Samia, don't start!

- That's Dalva's business. - No, it's not!

- She's been talking shit to everyone! - [Teacher] Okay, that's enough! Get out!

[Chair scrapes floor]

[Door opens]

[Door shuts, Teacher slams desk]

[Teacher] Lucile...

Do you want to join Samia?

- No, sir. - [Teacher] Take a seat.

All right. I told you we'd talk about the Pythagorean theorem today.

I don't think anyone knows it? Of course not.

- [Lively chatter] - [Lucile] Hey, wait, Dalva! Dalva, wait!

Do you live in Bony? I'm from there, but I've never seen you.

- I just moved away from there. - [Lucile] Really?

Where did you live before that?

- Uh... - [Girl] You don't know any more?

No, I don't. We move all the time.

Didn't you live in La Havetière?

- [Girl] Heard what happened there? - [Girl 2] Stop with that, already!

Well, actually, there was a guy who was arrested not long ago

for hiding and raping his daughter.

[Girl] Some people are crazy.

[School bell rings]

[Lively chatter]

[Chatter subsides]

[Scrubbing]

[Tap runs]

[Tap shuts off]

- [Hip-hop music plays] - What the fuck?!

I lend you my clothes and you do this?

You couldn't be careful?

You know how hard I worked to pay for this?

I'm sorry...

It's the first time that...

[Samia] She thinks she's a woman but she's just a baby.

Here's a diaper. I had mine, too, when I was brought in.

[Rattling]

- [Music stops] - I spoke to your mother on the phone.

We had a long talk.

Did you know she'd filed a complaint for kidnapping?

You're lying. She's the one who left!

[Psychologist] Do you remember that?

He cried all the time.

And after she left, did you try to contact her?

[Dalva] What for? She didn't love us any more!

Dalva, we think it would be good for you to see her again.

But it's not her I want to see.

It's him.

[Footsteps recede]

[Door shuts]

[Soft chatter]

And this? Ain't it cool?

- Do you really want me to wear that? - [Jayden] What?

- It's what's in! - [Dalva] So?

[Jayden] You have to be in!

To make you happy?

- [He exhales] - Look, we've got 15 minutes

to spend 100 bucks. We're not leaving empty-handed.

This. Yes or no?

- What do I get if I wear that? - What?

Tell the judge I must see my dad and I'll wear it.

You think you can buy me off?

Okay, you've got 15 minutes. See you at the till.

[Door opens, bell dings]

Wait!

- [Jayden] What? - [Dalva] I've never done this on my own.

You've never shopped before?

Never picked out your clothes?

I don't know...

Look first and then... Do you have a favourite colour?

- You don't have a favourite colour? - No.

[Chanting outside]

Come on! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!

[Chanting continues]

Don't worry. It was the same for Léa, except that it was her uncle.

The guy raped her for a year. Then something crazy happened.

She started to get huge bumps all over her body

and eczema spots on her arms, belly and thighs...

- [Girl] How did it end? - [Lucile] Her mum found out!

[Girl] Poor thing! What shame for the girl!

[Lucile] Yeah, and then the fucking uncle

- ended up in a psych ward. - [Girl] Not prison?

[Girl 2] My mum said paedophiles don't deserve prison.

They deserve the death penalty!

[Girl] Are you okay, Dalva? Wait, come back!

Why did you say that?

- Come back! - Shut the fuck up!

Why do you tell these girls about your life?

Don't tell anyone anything at school. No-one can understand.

- I didn't say anything. - Right.

It's because of you they know I'm at the shelter.

And they say my father is a paedophile.

And? Isn't that the truth?

School and the shelter aren't the same! At the shelter, you can talk.

We don't give a shit what happened to you. We're all scum!

We're not like them, and we will never be!

[Slow, contemplative music]

[Music continues]

[Music continues]

[Music continues]

[Music subsides]

[Faint chatter]

[Urgent knocking at door]

[Zora] Samia, come on! We're going to be late!

I'm ready! Fucking hell!

What's wrong with that fat bitch?

What are you doing?

Pissed your bed? It's okay, don't worry!

[Zora] Samia, I've had it with you! It's my last warning!

[Door shuts]

You're staying?

[Door shuts in corridor]

[Door opens]

[She chuckles anxiously]

Hello, darling.

[Marina breathes shakily]

[She sobs softly]

You've grown so much...

[She breathes shakily, inhales]

That's not my mother.

Listen...

seeing each other after all these years is difficult, isn't it?

What does she want from me?

I've come to find you...

You think you can just come back?

[Marina] But I didn't leave!

- Yes, you did! - [Marina] No.

I left your father...

..because he was suffocating...

We were going to have joint custody...

but he left with you!

I looked for you everywhere.

- You were five. - Why didn't you find me, then?

[Marina] He moved all the time.

I never stopped thinking about you!

I thought I was going mad!

[She sobs softly, trembles]

- If I'd known that... - If you had known what?

[Marina] That he would abuse you...

- No! - [Jayden] Dalva, stop!

- Stop! - Let her go!

- Calm down! - Let go of me!

- Dalva! - Wait!

[Door thuds continuously, rattles]

[Jayden] Dalva! What are you doing? Open this door right now!

[Thudding, rattling continue]

Dalva, stop!

[Both breath shakily, Jayden exhales]

[Faint chatter; Machine beeps softly, continuously]

Dalva?

When will you stop hurting yourself?

When I see him.

- Tell me, I want the gossip! - You're a radio. You talk a lot.

No, Medhi, please!

- Don't worry! - [Zaire] Dalva, what is this?

[Indistinct chatter]

How long will your blackmailing last?

Jayden...

It's crazy. You're really freaking them out!

I'll go and see her.

- [Boy] Shut up, he's coming! - [Dimi] Terminator!

What's this all about? Hm?

If this goes on, we'll have you hospitalised.

Is that what you want?

You don't decide. The judge does.

[Reverberant chatter]

- He won't see us any more. - I had him on the phone yesterday.

He's coming.

[Man] Please, come in.

[Slow, pensive music]

[Music continues]

Let's go.

[Music continues]

[Buzzer; Door unlocks]

[Music continues]

[Indistinct shouting in distance]

[Keys rattle, door creaks]

[Door slams]

[Lock clicks, keys rattle]

[Keys rattle]

[Lock clicks]

[Music continues]

[Music subsides]

[Door shuts]

[Buzzer; Door creaks]

[Muffled clunk]

[Lock clicks]

[Jacques] Shall we sit?

What's that?

That? It's nothing.

I cut myself shaving.

They give us disposable razors. It's atrocious!

Fortunately, I only shave for you.

You look beautiful.

I've tried.

[Jacques] So have I.

But here, I'm not allowed to iron my shirts.

[Dalva] Me neither.

At the shelter, they say a girl my age doesn't dress like this.

I don't care what they say. I don't believe them.

I told them you didn't do anything to me, that you never forced me,

but nobody listens to me.

They say that with you, I'm in danger,

that what we did is forbidden,

that you know it, that you told them...

I don't believe them. I just pretend. I promise.

But...

..even at school...

they say you're a paedophile.

[Jacques breathes shakily]

[He sobs softly]

[He sniffs, breathes shakily]

[Jacques] It's true...

- What? - [Jacques breathes shakily]

[Jacques sobs softly, trembles]

- [Jacques sniffs] - [Dalva] Why do you say that?

[He sniffs, sobs softly]

- What they say is true... - [Officer] No contact!

- [Chair rattles] - [Officer] Sit back down, please.

Sit down.

[He breathes shakily]

Back to the anteroom. We'll come and get you.

[Door shuts, lock clicks]

[Door opens in corridor]

[Door shuts in corridor]

[Slow, gloomy music]

[Music continues]

[Music continues]

[Music continues]

[Music subsides; Soft knocking]

[Zora, whispers] Dalva.

Samia told me you were here.

How are you feeling?

Do you want me to leave you alone?

[Floor creaks]

[Footsteps recede]

This is all because of you.

[Chair scrapes floor; Soft shuffling]

[Floor creaks]

[She whispers] What are you talking about?

[Dalva] You told him the same things you told me...

..but he believed you.

What things?

That what we were doing was wrong.

[Zora] Why do you say "we"? He taught you to do that.

I never said no.

[Zora] There's a difference...

- between... - I don't care.

Now it's too late.

Because of you, he doesn't love me any more.

I don't think that's true.

What if your father had admitted what he did...

because he loves you?

It's because we weren't alone that he said that.

[Zora] And if it had been just the two of you...

..and he'd told you that?

[Muffled chatter]

[Door opens, shuts]

[Chatter subsides, footsteps approach]

[Soft creaking; Click]

[Soft exhalation]

[Soft creaking]

- [Door thuds] - I'm sorry! It's a joke! There's no fire!

I just wanted you to come out.

You want to smoke?

Try it. It will do you good.

- Why? - I don't know. It helps pass the time.

When my mother made rounds,

I used to sit in my room...

and I knew a round was three cigarettes.

Try it!

- I can't. - What do you mean, you can't?

You've got cancer?

- It's vulgar. - [Samia] What's vulgar? To smoke?

- It's vulgar for women. - Who told you that?

Was it your dad again?

Don't you want to tell him to fuck off?

Hasn't he lied to you enough?

[She coughs]

Don't worry, it's the first time. It gets better later.

[She exhales]

[She coughs]

- [Dalva coughs] - [Samia] You're so sensitive!

[She sobs softly]

Don't worry. It's the cigarette. They put a lot of shit inside them.

That's what makes your eyes sting.

[Tap runs; Indistinct chatter]

[Tap shuts off]

- [Indistinct chatter] - Straighten it out...

and put it in.

Pack in some tobacco and then push it in.

[Dalva] It stinks.

- [Lucile] Hi, Dalva! How are you? - Hi!

Where have you been?

- Mind your own business, bitch! - I was sick.

- Like being a pit bull? - [Dalva] I'm fine now. I got better.

And how are you guys?

- Wow, your hair has really grown! - [Lucile] Yeah, really!

- [Girl] And isn't that your real colour? - I like hair roots done like that!

- [Girl] Do you colour your hair? - Yes.

- [Girl 2] On your own? - Uh...

- No, at the hairdresser's. - [Lucile] Often?

We used to go once a month.

- Isn't your hair fried? - [Dalva] She only did the roots.

[Girl] How old were you when you started?

Nine.

- Seriously? - No!

Yes!

[Door shuts; Faint chatter]

[Lively chatter, rhythmic clapping]

[Chanting] Go! Go! Go! Go!

Dalva! Come!

[Chanting] Lucile! Lucile!

- What are you doing? - Let's go!

What do you want with them?

Come back! Fuck...

- Can I play? - [Tom] Sure! There's space here!

- [Lively chatter] - Shut up!

- [Boy] Yeah, there's space here! - [Tom] Shut up!

[Boy] You can't talk like that!

You want to play too, Pitbull?

Careful what you say. Move!

- Come on, play! - Dalva? Truth or dare?

You've never played?

Basically, you need to choose.

Either you choose "truth" and she'll ask you a question,

or "dare" and you do something like... "kiss me."

Truth.

Have you sucked off your dad?

- [Boy 2] Lucile! - [Tom] Shut the fuck up!

Why do you say that? Lucile, shut up!

[Lucile] She said "truth," so I asked a question!

- That's not a question! - [Lucile] Then what kind of questions?

Just shut your mouth! And don't say that!

- Stop! - [Lucile squeals]

Stop!

[Yelling, clamouring]

[Blows land]

[Girl] Stop it, Dalva!

[Yelling, clamouring continue]

[Blows land]

[Zoé] I don't understand why we don't send these children

to a specialised centre. It's always the same.

[Jayden] And when do you plan on putting them back into "your" society?

[Zoé] I'm telling you, we are not equipped to face problems like those of Dalva!

[Jayden] I can see that.

[Zoé] Do you realise how serious your actions are?

[Objects clatter]

[Engine hums softly]

It'll be a fucking mission to find you a school.

Huh?

What am I going to do with you?

[He exhales]

Fucking up her office!

You should have got the PC. Why didn't you break the PC?

You pick it up and smash it!

Next time!

She's a natural beast!

[Rowdy chatter]

Come on! Die! Die! Yes!

- Come on! - Damn, that's bad!

- Wait! Go back! - She really had it coming!

- Oh, my God, she got whacked! - [Chatter continues]

Wow! I'm blown away!

[Lively cheering, applause]

Here, take this! Respect! Here's to celebrate!

Come on, take it!

[Boy] Come on, drink!

- Come on, drink! - [Boy 2] Respect!

[Lively cheering, applause]

- You deserve it! - [Rowdy chatter]

[Boy 3] What are you doing? Thief! Someone, get the bottle!

- Come on, give that to me! - [Béka] I just want a sip!

Just a little sip!

[Boisterous laughter]

[Stirring, dreamy music; Playful laughter]

[Music continues, subsumes ambient sound]

[Music continues]

- Lou! Lou! - [Exaggerated kissing]

[Lively chatter]

- Hold on, I'll copy her! - Stop!

Even when you're drunk, you act like a lady!

I'm just kidding! For real, I like the way you are!

- Then teach me! - [Samia] What?

I don't know, to walk normally.

- Like...me? - [Dalva] Yeah.

Okay, so...

- Put your hands in your pockets. - I don't have pockets.

Here.

Good. Then look straight ahead.

And relax a little!

Look ahead.

Don't smile!

You walk and no-one should want to talk to you!

Cut it out, I don't walk like that!

[She laughs softly]

It's not even funny!

[Lively chatter; Cutlery clinks]

Hey, guys! Look! I know it!

Look! Look!

Three, two, one, and...

Oh, no. Shit.

[Girl] Why is she laughing?

[Chatter continues]

[Girl 2] What is she doing?

Dalva...what are you doing?

Hello?

- I'm here to eat with you. - That's not possible.

Why can't I? What's the problem?

Am I just a kid?

- [Zora] Have you been drinking? - [Jayden] Were you drinking, Dalva?

I think it's a stupid rule.

We'll talk about it tomorrow. Now it's time for bed.

We'll talk about it tomorrow. Get up!

[Indistinct chatter]

- [Man] Samia! - [Zora] It's okay.

[Softly] Please...

Come on.

Good night.

[Footsteps recede]

[Indistinct chatter]

- All right! - [Foosball table rattles]

[Samia exclaims softly]

1-nil. For me!

- [Zora] Samia! - I'm so good!

[Zora] Do you hear me?

- Samia! - [Samia] Come on...

[Foosball table rattles]

Sweetie, it's important that we have this discussion!

Come on!

Things have been confirmed. Your aunt called. It's good for you...

[Door shuts]

[Chatter continues]

She's very happy to take you in, you hear me?

But I didn't ask for anything!

Things have been clear from the start. You are just passing through here.

You give me two weeks before putting me on the street?

- We aren't putting you on the street. - It's the same as going to my aunt's!

- No, it's not. - She's like my mum!

[Zora] No, she's not! She's taken responsibility for you and for us.

She's only doing it for the money!

Just because she'll get money doesn't mean she's not interested.

Do you know her? Do you know her?

You saw her for two hours and now you trust her?

All right, look! We're stopping this discussion,

and we'll resume it when you're able to.

[Heavy footsteps]

[Samia] You can all go fuck yourselves!

[Hip-hop music plays]

- [Music stops] - Is Monthermé far from here?

[Samia] You have to take the bus.

You can come once the youth workers trust you enough.

Will your aunt be okay with it?

[Samia] Don't give a fuck about her. She'll never be there.

You're lucky your mum wants you back.

What if it's just for the money?

[Samia] Are you insane? Your parents get nothing if they take you back.

They won't get paid to raise their own children.

And if I don't want to see my mum again?

[Samia] Are you serious?

What do you have against her?

What does she do for a living?

I don't know.

[Samia] Does she have kids?

I don't know.

[Chatter outside]

Future tense, "I will come."

Conditional present tense.

"The problem is not with other people,

"change the person if you have a doubt."

Damn it, I don't get it at all.

[Jayden exhales]

My dad was a better teacher.

Yeah, but I'm not your father. I'm your youth worker.

And what am I to you?

You? A young person under the protection of the Youth Care Agency.

Come on, figure it out yourself!

What's the answer? A, B or C?

Come on, you usually get it all correct!

- [Faint chatter] - [Samia] That stinks!

Don't blink.

- Done? - Yes.

- Yuck! - You don't like it?

- No, it's ugly! That's gross! - [Brushes rattle]

- Why? - [Brushes rattle]

- I look like my mum! - [She places case]

[Rummaging]

- It has nothing to do with that! - What?

- [Drawer shuts] - You and your mum.

You are not the same.

- What are you doing? - Isn't it obvious?

Why? What do you care? Why did you do this to me?

What's that?

- A gift. - For what?

To say "thank you."

[Lively chatter]

- Forget it, I don't want to go. - Yes, you do! It's going to be great!

Come!

[Boy] Wow! Look!

Hey, guys! Girls!

[Chatter subsides]

What?

All right, get over it!

Well, you've just amazed us. Open the present?

[Paper rustles, tears]

[All exclaim]

[Boy] Now, with those trainers, you can run away from your aunt's!

[Laughter]

[Jayden] Sparkling apple juice for everyone!

[Cork pops, all exclaim]

[Ecstatic screaming]

[Rowdy chatter, cheering]

[Hip-hop music plays]

[Music continues]

[He shouts indistinctly]

[Music continues]

[Music continues, siren wails in song]

[Hip-hop music subsides gradually; Slow, tender music]

[Music continues]

- [Hip-hop music plays] - Hey, buddy! Let's keep it decent!

- What? You've got a problem? - [Music stops]

- Go and play somewhere else! - Are you jealous?

- You don't mess around with her! - I'm going to break his face!

- I'm going to fuck him up! - Don't talk to him like that!

- I didn't do anything! - Go outside!

- I did nothing! - That's enough!

[Jayden] It's okay! Let's keep dancing!

[Hip-hop music plays]

[Lively cheering, whooping]

[Music continues, muffled]

- Why did you leave? - [Samia] Leave me alone, please!

- No, I won't. What's up with you? - What?

I have to explain how you ruined my night?

I did nothing! It was Chérif!

[Samia] What the fuck? Was your ass moving by itself?

Why were you acting like a whore?

I'm not a whore!

You are a whore! That's all what your dad taught you!

[Click]

[Music stops; Soft clattering]

[Zora] Shall I take you home?

No, thanks.

[Footsteps recede]

[Door creaks, shuts]

What are you doing here?

Go to bed.

What do you want?

I'm scared.

Scared of what?

Of being alone.

Of never being important to anyone again.

Come here.

It'll be okay.

Whoa!

Stop! Don't touch me!

[Running footsteps recede]

[Door shuts]

[Slow, contemplative music]

[Music continues]

[Car approaches]

[Gloomy, pulsing music]

[Leaves, branches rustle]

[Music continues]

[Slow, ruminative music]

[Handle rattles]

[She groans softly]

[Music continues]

[Music subsides]

[She breathes shakily]

[Door creaks, rattles softly]

[Quiet birdsong]

[Slow, wistful music]

[Door creaks softly]

[Scissors snip]

[Music continues]

[Music subsides gradually; Quiet birdsong]

[Woman] Hello.

- [Girl] Who is it? - Hello, my name is Dalva Keller.

I was your neighbour.

[TV on]

[Whispering] Did you hurt yourself?

Yes.

[Doorbell chimes]

[Door opens]

[Jayden] Hello, Madam, I'm Jayden. I'm here to pick up Dalva.

- [Woman] Yes, come in. - [Jayden] Thank you.

[Door shuts]

The girls are up there.

Good thing you called.

[Hip-hop music plays]

Here.

A gift.

[Music stops; Soft chatter]

[Hairdresser] Don't move, I'll get you a mirror.

Do you think she'll like it?

You look very pretty.

It reminds me of when you were little.

You know I...I have pictures...

on my phone.

Do you want to see them?

[Rummaging]

Mm...

Look.

- Do you remember? - Yes.

It was...on the hammock in the garden.

- And I fell asleep. - [Marina chuckles softly, exhales]

I still have that hammock.

And do you have children?

Yes.

You have a little brother.

He's two.

His name is Léo.

I've got some photos of him, too.

Um... Look, here.

Do you have a husband?

We're not married, but I have a partner.

His name is Vincent.

And we both live together... I mean, all three of us.

And you? Do you have any friends?

- I have a best friend. - [Marina] A best friend?

What's her name?

- [Dalva] Samia. - That's a pretty name!

[Dalva] But she doesn't live here any more.

But I'll go and see her.

[Marina] That's great.

She wanted to know what your job was.

Well, right now, I'm working in a restaurant.

I'm a waitress.

But in September,

I'm going back to school to become a caregiver.

[She chuckles softly]

[She breathes shakily]

Do you know what you want to do later?

I don't know.

I've never thought about it.

[Marina] If you want, we can think about it the next time we are together.

[Slow, melancholy music]

[Music continues]

[Music subsides]

[Reverberant chatter]

[Marina] Dalva!

[Slow, stirring music]

[Music continues]

[Hushed chatter]

[Chatter subsides]

[Music continues]

[Buzzer rings]

[Clerk] Please, all rise!

[Floor creaks]

[Music continues]

[Buzzer rings]

[Judge] You may sit down.

[Music continues]

[Judge] The court will examine the case

in which Mr Jacques Keller is the accused.

[Music subsides]

[Stirring, poignant music]

[Music concludes, resonates]