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He was the same age as me.

He had long, blond hair.

He died fourteen days ago.

AS LONG AS SHOTGUNS REMAIN

On July 13th, he gets up at 11:30.

He watched basketball the night before.

Orlando vs. the Chicago Bulls.

He washes his hair. Brushes his teeth.

He puts on his jeans, his Nike Cortez, and the striped sweater I gave him.

From the trunk in the living room, he grabs his father's shotgun.

He goes out in the backyard, through the French window.

He walks towards the soccer net and sits down.

He puts the gun barrel in his mouth.

He shoots.

It's 12:15.

I thought it was a brave way to die.

For nothing.

His name was Sylvain.

He was my best friend.

What are you up to these days?

- Not much.

- Found a job for the holidays?

I'm taking care of the neighbour's cats.

I just feed them - it's well paid, and that way I can use their pool.

Kills the time.

How's your brother?

The heat keeps him up at night.

- I bet.

He needs a family.

Made your choice?

Yes, I did.

I wanna die in peace. Maël shouldn't be alone.

He needs a safe place with friends, people his age, so he can be happy.

- Tell him I said hi.

And you? Not too bored?

Same as you. I kill the time.

- Maël!

Maël!

- I've been looking all over for you.

What are you doing?

Nothing. Wanna go for a swim?

Sylvain says hello.

Don't start with that again.

See that house?

Which one?

That one, there. On the right.

Two people died in Cuba.

Sylvain just told me.

Cut the crap, Joshua! He's fucking dead!

Get over it, he's dead! Dead!

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- Are you in a gang? - Yes.

What's it called?

Iceberg.

Is being an Iceberg like being in a family?

Yes.

Till you die?

- Till you die. Once you're in, you can't get out.

How do you get in?

- You need to own a gun.

- You have to come bring it to us at the gym during the night.

- You have to come bring it to us at the gym during the night.

That's it?

No. Then there are other trials.

Where's your shotgun?

- The cops have it.

It's for you?

- No, for Maël.

I found him a gang.

He'll meet people and get tattoos.

He'll get laid, it'll be great.

- What gang?

Iceberg.

Know that house in the woods? The one with the blue shutters?

There are guns there.

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Apply for ten minutes.

- Rinse thoroughly under running water.

- Are you sure they're at the gym? - Yes.

Joshua?

Yeah?

What are you gonna do?

I won't be here very long.

I'm leaving.

Stop!

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[No Audio]

Hello.

Are you Damien?

Fabien.

Yeah Fabien...

Get a bag and follow me.

One, you pluck the leaves off.

Two, remove the thorns.

Three, refresh.

Your turn!

Ok.

FRENCH

What?

Don't you hear? Dad's calling you!

When did your mother go?

Thirty minutes ago.

Put your finger down.

Sorry, put your arm down.

Does it hurt?

No, no go ahead.

Okay.

Thanks.

Djibril?

Yes, dad?

Get me shea butter, please.

There's no more.

You and your hair. One pot a week.

I'm off.

Are you scared?

We'll see.

Oh, fuck I passed with grade!

See, I told you, you had no reason to worry.

What grade?

Grade A pass.

Hey, hey Seyna...!

Come here!

I'm so bloody proud!

Thank you.

The guy from Year 13 L is coming. Just behind you, on your left.

You OK?

Good and you?

It's party time here!

So?

Resist.

Shit.

You?

13,6.

You?

16,1.

Really?

What are you gonna do?

Politics.

That's tough! Politics!

Man, Seyna is the boss! Ask her any questions!

Go one!

The date of the fifth republic?

4th October 1958.

Approved by referendum.

Ow, ow, ow...

The one thing Chirac and Pompidou have in common?

Both prime ministers who ended up presidents.

Respect, nothing else to say.

What are you up to?

Dunno.

We're going.

Jérémy!

I need to go. But I'm throwing a party at my place tonight. You want to come?

OK.

Sounds perfect!

See you tonight!

Nationality: CAMEROONIAN.

Seyna? Djibril?

Yes?

Lunch is ready.

I'm coming.

Djibril turn off your game now!

I'm coming.

Thank you Lord for this big day.

Thank you for having led my dear little girl to her diploma.

May her brother follow the same steps.

Amen.

Amen.

Hum... It smells good.

I'm hungry.

Hand me your plate.

Enjoy your meal!

Would you give me some vegetables

Give us your plate Djibril.

No!

Yes you will have vegetables Djibril!

You have to eat vegetables.

Sauce and vegetables.

Some beans?

Yes please.

Chloé needs to resist her exam.

Really?

What subject?

English.

Djibril, some sauce? Come here.

Dad? What is baccalauréat?

It's a diploma you will pass when you're big.

Speaking of diploma.

Here, my daughter.

It's not much but what you managed made your parents the world's happiest.

What is it?

Hold on. I'm looking.

What about me?

So cool!

It's not yours.

Gift token, for a body car.

Body care! Give it to me!

Can I go with you?

Certainly not.

Why not?

It's for girls.

I'm not eating.

Stop sulking.

Tell me, honey, did you go to the administrative offices?

Yes but I have to go back with dad's resident permit.

Isn't mine enough?

I need both.

Dad? What's an administrative office?

Eat!

It's the place where you'll go make your

french ID when you pass your diploma like me.

But I thought I was Cameroonian!

But you're mostly French because you were born here!

Why can't I be both?

You're asking too many questions Djibril.

Anyway it's the law, you have to make a choice.

Dad?

Enough with all this.

But dad, we agreed I could make the request after my diploma.

No more "but dad".

As long as you live at my place, you do what I tell you to do.

You all took away my appetite.

What is wrong with you?

Don't talk to me like that Seyna.

Explain all this to me, I don't get it.

You could have told me earlier, couldn't you?

I was humiliated enough.

I thought this matter was settled, but again

here comes your usual speech about France.

France this and France that. And now you discharge all this on your daughter.

Do you forget all the diplomas I had to pass again?

And all those years working like a dog because I'm not French enough for them.

Do you think that's what I want for my daughter?

Amidou, I understand you being exhausted, or mad.

I won't give my daughter to this country! Understood?

It has nothing to do with it.

Pull yourself together and talk to her.

You're thinking about Jérémy!

Not really.

I'm thinking about my dad right now.

Honestly, you're worrying too much for nothing.

At worst you will vote in Cameroun.

Stop it!

Come on, I'm joking!

Hi! How are you?

How are you?

And you?

Hi girls!

So?

Resist.

Shit.

32 points.

I took maths...

Excuse me.

Where does it come from, this passion for politics?

I don't know.

I was always interested.

Yeah.

You impressed me earlier.

You must have worked so hard all year long to get this grade.

Your parents must be so proud.

Yeah.

I had no choice.

But they are probably proud, yes.

Good morning, honey.

Good morning.

I brought apple juice.

You're up early for someone who was out all night.

Did you have fun?

You could answer me at least.

Why do you care? Since you on't give a damn of what I want.

Change your tone Seyna!

You make me suffocate.

I need a nap. We talk about it when you calm down.

Don't you understand you make me suffocate?

Who do you think you're shouting like that?

I can raise my voice too!

You're at my place here!

Who do you think you are?

Dad?

Why are you shouting?

It's OK Djibril, it's nothing.

We stop shouting, I promise.

Did you have sweet dreams?

Yes.

Did you see mum before she left?

Yes she gave me a big kiss.

You must be hungry, I'm going to make you a hot chocolate, alright?

Yes.

You're OK?

Yes.

Are you sure?

Yes.

Take a seat.

Where are you going?

Stay here!

Revenue stamp.

Proof of address.

I need your dad's residence permit.

Here you are.

Thank you.

That's perfect.

I need you to sign this form.

Thank you.

Now let's make a picture.

So.

Look straight ahead.

Hold yourself upright.

Don't move.

You're out of frame.

Look.

Good morning.

Good morning.

I need to make pictures.

Yes.

Is that possible to make them now?

Yes, what are they for?

Identity cards.

I'm afraid it won't be possible with your hair.

Alright. Thank you.

Between the top of your skull and the edge of the picture it must be 5 millimeters.

Can't we just lower the seat?

It would lower the line of your eyes and your chin would touch the bottom edge.

I don't want to lie to you, it won't work.

Are you sure?

OK.

Are you alright?

Hello, sir.

Don't bother. He won't answer.

It's freaky.

Yeah, horrible.

Wait here.

Take off your T-shirt. We'll do it here.

Done this before?

No, you're my first.

Look...

I'll do this.

Ok, that's great.

You won't regret it?

It's different.

No, go ahead.

Scared, Frank?

My teacher says I'm an ace with the trimmer.

Want a hat to wear?

No, don't worry.

I'm hungry.

Got any cash?

Nah, nothing.

I could beg for the fun of it.

You'd scare Dracula off. You'll get nothing.

Wanna bet?

Bet what?

A kiss?

I'm not risking much.

Hello, sir, could you spare 80 cents?

Piss off, faggot!

Piss off!

- Remember Samuel? - No.

You do, he was at my 11th birthday party.

He's pals with Pascal too.

Yeah, ok.

He's slept with Alex. She goes with everyone.

My dad used to work for hers.

And?

They did it in the town hall garden. At 14!

At my school, nearly everyone's done it.

Not me but the others.

Yeah?

Then again, I like her.

What's she like? Want sleep with her? Is she pretty?

C'mon, she's too posh.

I dunno...

I'll only sleep with a boy I love.

You're right. Me too.

It has to be serious. I won't give it to just anyone.

There's this guy, Laurie, Meg and Jo's big brother...

He's 20.

I think he likes me but I'm not sure.

You don't get it.

We're such old friends, we'll never go out together.

How can you know?

I'd be too scared of losing you.

You see a guy on the street and you'd jump on him?

What's your problem? We get on well.

You're my best friend, like my best girlfriend.

I'm going.

Wait, we can talk. Don't be so dumb!

It's Frank. Val just sent me packing.

I'll be right down.

- Hi, Mum. - Hello, Claudine.

What are those trousers?

Get in.

I'll drive you home, Pascal.

It's ok, we'll walk. I'm sleeping at Pascal's.

- What for? - We need to revise.

Sure. I'm not stupid.

You two need to stop screwing up!

It's risky hanging out on the streets.

We have a history test tomorrow. I can't revise on my own.

You're not gonna help me!

- I'll pick you up tomorrow! - Ok.

That's exactly what I told her.

Tell me how to stop it from collapsing.

I think you need beer and soap.

- That's what you're using? - Yep.

- Is it working? - Yeah, you'll see.

- You said it stinks. - Make your mind up.

There's a number of ways.

Gel won't work as your hair's too short.

Toothpaste sticks to your fingers and doesn't hold.

It's hell to get out too.

Puke stinks.

But it lasts longer once it dries.

Want a swastika behind your ears?

- No, I'm ok. - Wimp.

She did a sloppy job.

- You have to shave for a real Mohawk. - I know.

She was just practising. And I like it.

You're in love.

No.

Maybe, but that's not the point.

- Hi, kids. - Hi.

Room for me?

Yeah, come on, we're watching videos.

Hi, sweetheart.

What's up?

I came to check you're working.

Science first.

I'll find it.

That's The Cramps.

I think it's a cover.

Come on!

Food fight!

C'mon, Franck!

Come on, you idlers! Keep the pace!

- Hello, Mrs Lambert. - Who are you?

Frank. Frank Almereyda.

Almereyda, join the others fast!

You look like a rooster!

Squinty Lambert!

Shut up!

Where do you think you are?

Commando training!

Stop making me laugh.

Quiet!

I'll count down from five and then do a sprint.

Five...

Four...

Three...

Two...

One!

Here.

Thanks.

The lighter...

- Can I touch it? - No.

- Can we touch it? - Come on...

You two, ok. But don't wreck it.

Great. It's soft.

No, it's gross. It's like glue.

No comment.

We know what Alex does in the toilets.

What do you mean?

In the can? Gross.

Some touch her tits

and others get a blow dry.

Bullshit.

And the word's blow job.

What a slut!

I don't believe it.

You're welcome. It's free.

What's going on? Are you crazy?

Hi, Frank.

Let's split.

Assholes.

Rocheteau, drop dead!

Down with football!

Long live water-skiing!

Giresse, you're a mess!

Platini, you're looking bad, the punks are out and getting mad!

Platini, you're looking bad, the punks are out and getting mad!

Let's go back.

That's a nice, big doggy.

You're cute one...

Got a problem?

Hands off!

Let's go...

Belt up, midget!

He's a good doggy...

There.

Touch my dog again and I’ll bleed you.

I'll pulp you and dump you in the river!

Get it?

You ok, Frank?

Frank...

I called your mum. She's on her way.

Are you crazy?

What'll your dad say?

- What's it to you? - Watch it!

You started it!

You're ugly like that.

You're so dumb...

What?

Pain in the ass...

You can come back with Mum.

I'll do you a nice cut then.

Ok, Frank?

Once it grows back.

What a crazy idea!

What did you put on it?

It smells of booze...

Mostly vomit.

Frank, please...

How much do I owe you?

It's on me.

Never seen the like in 20 years.

Frank!

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It's you? What's up?

I've nowhere to go.

Why?

I'm cold.

Ok, come in.

What's happened?

Nothing.

Be quiet, everyone's sleeping.

Your lip's split...

Don't worry.

I got into a fight but it doesn't hurt.

I'll put something on it.

My mum always used this when I was little.

It heals really fast.

It's different here.

It's ages since you were here. Sit down.

- Relax. - Does it sting?

No.

You wimp...

What happened to your hair?

My dad couldn't stand it.

I clashed with my folks.

I split.

I want to go down south to the Med.

Why didn't you go to Pascal's sister? She's next door.

I preferred to come to you.

I know you won't tell.

If they discover I'm still in Rouen,

they'll soon find me.

Want to sleep here?

You bet. If it's possible.

I'll leave early tomorrow.

Sorry to bother you but I'm cold.

Got anything I can wear while my clothes dry?

Thanks.

Where can I go to change?

I don't want you bumping into my family.

I won't watch, ok.

Finished.

It's pretty weird.

Let's get to bed.

Shall we sleep?

I dunno.

It's a bit narrow. I've never slept like this.

Come on, it doesn't matter.

When are you going to kiss me?

Got a condom?

No.

What's going on?

I heard a noise.

You were scared?

This is all that was left to eat.

That's great. Thanks.

See you, sailor.

Here, wear this.

100 francs. You're going to need dough.

That's too much.

Are you kidding?

You still want to leave?

I dunno.

Got a cigarette?

What happened to you? A train ran you down?

No, my dad's being violent.

So fight back.

No classes today?

How old are you?

I'm 14 but I don't ask you if you work. It's none of your business!

I don't work.

Why not?

A personal decision.

A way of life.

I don't like working.

So I get by.

When I need money, I find something.

How about you?

What do you want to do when you grow up?

Dad...

Frank?

Been out here long?

A while.

- I'll get your mum. - No, not yet.

She's been scared, you know.

No need. I was coming back.

You're a teen. Teens are a drag. They're dumb.

I remember my sister. What a dumb bitch!

That's not very nice.

40 isn't much fun either.

What do you mean?

Frank?

Are you ok?

Sure I'm ok. I was at a pal's.

You could've called.

I couldn't.

Do it next time.

I thought I was dying.

There won't be a next time.

Right. There won't be.

I'm tired now. I'm going to bed.

I tidied your room.

Are you hungry?

Secondary school pupils from Vaulx-en-Velin

co-wrote and acted in this film

DON'T SPEAK ABOUT LOVE

Don't speak about love, listen instead to my heart beat

You are my dream, my homeland, my secret light

Shame on those who do not sigh before a perfect sky

Dream not of blue skies, instead watch life's inception

Quiet, please!

Shame on those whom a child cannot disarm

For a song in the street, a flower in the fields

Tell me of our love, can it open a world?

A world where we love to talk simply

You are my joy,

my laughter, my deep fountain

Shame on those who forget the heart loves to roam!

That's great, Léa. You can return to your place.

Good evening. Rioting and looting in Vaulx-en-Velin,

a dormitory town near Lyon.

Local youngsters attacked the police as the tension mounted.

Violent clashes, a shopping mall set on fire...

I'm telling you, I'm at home with mum.

Yes, I'm going to school! Get off my case.

Yeah, who cares about grades!

Here you go again, lecturing me.

You're not even here to see how I'm doing, Dad.

Yeah, well who gives a shit!

- Yeah! - No worries!

The (eagle's cry) don't fly with the (pigeon's coo).

You're the pigeon, chum!

Making yourself useful?

What's the answer to number 2?

Are you working, Samir?

Look, miss, I really don't get this indirect style!

I've been on this 2 years and I still understand nothing!

Who asked you, Yann?

You're right. I'm dyslexic. Who cares.

We know that. What about you, Samir?

I missed this lesson.

What were you doing? Involved in the local trouble?

That's not my scene. I had a tooth out at the dentist's.

You should have caught up.

I've better to do...

What was that?

I've got better things to do!

Put your phone away and come and sit

next to Léa.

Right away.

Right away!

OK, that's enough! Hey!

And you work.

Silence!

What are you looking at?

Just picking this up.

Thanks.

Want some?

Let me see.

- Got any black? - Are you serious?

Black isn't feminine.

Why d'you say that? You think green is feminine?

Green is different. Black is mainly for Goths.

It's all the same.

No, you're not a Goth.

What exactly are you watching?

Nothing.

You're watching them play but you tell me it's nothing.

It's nothing.

Go on, shift yourself and speak to her.

I just happen to be looking that way.

Yeah, right. You "just happen" to look that way!

You're starting to turn weird, if wheelchairs turn you on!

You really are a fool!

God, you've got no taste.

Are you kidding?

You're the one with no taste.

Yeah, sure...

No, forget it. It'll turn my teeth to shit.

It's a shit life anyway.

Hey! Take it easy, that's my cousin's scooter.

Go on, get off.

Save your anger for cops.

I don't care about that, I've better things to do.

Like fucking the teacher's pet?

Watch it!

You're too wired up at the moment.

Hey, Samir!

You know Arte TV?

They showed a thing about sea cows.

What's the connection?

They're all big, fat and globular with little eyes.

They swim in freshwater, on the surface.

Bang! They get caught in boats' propellers!

Cut to the chase, it's boring.

Don't you get it? You're a sea cow

who's been caught in the wheels of the disabled!

Yeah, right.

Hey Samir, don't take it the wrong way!

What are you doing?

The lift isn't working and I'm going to be late.

Who cares about late!

There's a number. You want me to call?

No, they never answer.

I can push you, if you like.

If you like.

But, uh...

what are you up to?

Are you hitting on me?

No, I just wanted to help you.

Come back, Samir. I was only joking.

I was joking. Don't be pissed.

You're less smart now!

Do you need me?

Try carrying me and we'll see who the smart one is.

I won't be able to carry the chair.

Can I pick you up?

Oh yes.

It's OK, I can manage.

- Shall we try the next floor? - Yes.

Let's go.

You can trust me. Have you seen my muscles?

Let's go, then.

Be careful, Samir.

- Be careful. Seriously. - It's OK.

Don't worry.

Open your books at page 125,

chapter 14, "First Kiss".

Who wants to read?

Abdou?

Samir, your behavior has gone downhill in recent months.

We've been through a difficult year with you.

Look at me when I talk to you.

Your teachers were unanimous when I prepared this Disciplinary Board.

A total absence of work, repeated lateness,

suspension in March for insolence,

another in April, and what brings us here...

You know Léa is no ordinary pupil...

I just tried to help her!

Don't interrupt, Samir, we'll cover that all in good time.

Yeah, in fact, you know nothing!

You don't remember much, just the longing for a kiss

and the taste of peanuts that remains.

The saliva comes later, much later.

The words of love won't come. We hold hands.

We're sorry but the Board has decided

to permanently expel Samir from the school.

And that lift is still broken down!

The first time, you think of nothing.

- You could have done this later. - OK, OK!

You don't think you're disturbing our class?

I love U

Goodbye, Samir.

Carry on, Abdou.

And you can't even use your hands to grope.

Anyone here?

Fucking school!

You've reached the voicemail of 06 76 14 22 31...

The prime suspect, a junior high student aged 15,

was found after an accident near the school.

The teenager was taken to Edouard Herriot Hospital in Lyon.

He is in a stable condition.

The circumstances of his accident remain in dispute.

Police unions deny all responsibility but this unfortunate event comes

only weeks after the recent police blunder.

Acts of protest and violence are shaking the neighborhood...

I've come to see Samir.

I can't let you in.

Hey Samir!

Did you run him over?

I have nothing to say, miss.

I just want to see him for 5 minutes.

Impossible.

I've brought him some bloody flowers!

Don't speak to me like that!

But I'm his girlfriend.

Why should I care?

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Subtitling: Eclair Group