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Hi, gorgeous. Have you been waiting for me?

Pardon? Excuse me?

- What's wrong? - I don't know.

- It's the mane, isn't it? - No...

Wait, don't move.

Oh yeah, right on.

Okay.

- Is that better? - No, honestly...

Actually, I think the dreadlocks are sort of cultural appropriation...

- And so, it's... - Wait.

Look at me. Is this a little too much?

No, honestly, it's well done.

- Yeah, I'm here. - Okay.

- I'm coming. - Great.

Wow.

That's it.

- Keep going. I love it. - Do you like that?

I like that.

Oh yeah.

Oh yeah. Don't stop.

- I like that. - We have a good rhythm.

Yes.

We should go into second gear.

Wait.

Second gear? Is this a driving lesson, or what?

What?

Are you embarrassed?

- It killed the mood for me. - It's my fault.

It's my fantasy. I dream about the driving instructor thing.

- Did you know it's a huge hit in Dubai? - It's not really my thing.

I don't know.

Maybe we should stick to a method a little more...

Dammit. I have to go to the administrative office. Sorry.

What?

Fara, you were gone a month.

But you were gone, too.

And why did I leave?

For our future, not to make sandwiches in Rambouillet.

Our future.

Our future?

The food court.

The food court?

Yes! The food court. Yes.

Damn. You never take me seriously.

What more do you want?

The best spot in Dubai, in the biggest mall in Dubai.

Eight food trucks. And you'd manage all of them.

That's great, but I'm 104,000 euros in debt.

So what's your plan? Tell me.

Get your truck back

and sell 104,000 euros worth of sandwiches?

On an illegal spot? Is that your plan?

That's crap, Fara.

I have a meeting with an investor this afternoon.

You're seeing an investor today?

Yes.

At what time?

We haven't really decided on a time yet,

but he's going to text me any minute.

There you go.

You know, Fara, it sucks, because I do all of this for you.

And you never take me seriously.

Are you kidding me? I take you seriously.

Why don't you ever tell anyone about us?

I told you it's not easy for me.

It's hard to go from being best friends to a...

Couple. That's the word.

I need a bit of time, to tell you the truth.

I really like the idea of our secret garden.

You understand? It's our thing.

Okay. A secret garden. I get it.

So what do we do about this afternoon?

- What do you mean? - Safia and Maxime's gender-reveal party.

That? You're kidding me. You don't have to go to that.

It's just a small thing, a chick thing.

It's a chick event.

You know it's not... Okay?

Hello.

You're not ashamed?

Yes.

Yes, I'm ashamed.

I know, I'm ashamed of myself. I'm a jerk.

A huge piece of shit.

MISKINA, POOR THING

Come on, baby! Come on!

Come on, champ! Go!

What is he doing? Move.

It's the ground. Skalleti doesn't like it soft.

You'll see how Prince of the Lagoon takes the outside.

I'm telling you. Don't do that.

Okay, baby! Come on! Look.

Come on!

How long has it been?

Four months.

Maybe five.

Well, you could have told me.

You're my wife, you know, but okay.

It's a bit complicated.

"Honey, I've quit my job, and now I'm a gambler."

With the house and the debt...

And the baby, maybe?

That's nothing, sweetie.

It's just the mommy blues.

See, if you had read Laurence Pernoud...

Vincennes in the fifth. What do you say?

Moon Owl. He's a good finisher.

That's why your colleagues won't be at the party.

I mean, what matters is that there are no more secrets between us.

So I'll start.

You know your under-eye concealer?

It wasn't the housekeeper who used it up.

Since I've been making videos, I've had dark circles and wrinkles.

That's it. I'm sorry.

Okay, it's fine.

I feel better. Thank you.

It's all here. Public road permit, hygiene certificate, trader license.

So we're only here for the vehicle registration.

Then, we can finally start our business life peacefully. Together.

A bohemian life on the road guided by the wind and the price of gas.

There you go.

Are you done?

I just hand out numbers.

- What? - Numbers.

Wait! Are you seriously going to wait?

What?

Damien, we'll never get out of here. We'll grow old.

Why do you keep smiling without talking?

- Because it's perfect. - It's perfect...

You're so weird. People are right about you.

I have a surprise for you.

Hold this.

I'll just go for a tinkle first.

Don't say that. It's not right.

WEDDING HALL

What an idiot. Is he serious?

Sir, this is nonsense.

We've only been together for three months.

He doesn't know my allergies or my second name.

This is going too fast.

Are you insane? What are you doing?

Okay. I really went for a tinkle.

Can you stop saying "tinkle?" Like forever?

Wait, I have something to show you.

I tested a new recipe.

It's Rania's baked bread.

Garlic cream, lettuce, pickled onion,

crispy chicken, like you, and sweet onion relish, like me.

I got inspired by us.

Amazing. Now we have our signature dish.

This is it.

I called it "Darra," because it's Fara and Damien.

- Like a fusion. - Yes.

Let's think about it.

- Don't you like it? - No.

As long as we have the recipe.

Sorry.

I'll wait. I can wait. There's no rush.

I could wait a hundred years, just like Sleeping Beauty.

It's more like Mulan on steroids.

Drop the irony, Fara.

You're a princess. You're beautiful.

Okay, let's go.

- Hello? - Fara, listen to me.

I'm meeting with the sheikh right now.

It just happened. It wasn't planned.

- They want to meet you, the chef. - Fara.

Fara? Fara, are you there?

- Fara? - Yes. Is it really urgent?

Of course it is. This is our future!

You have to come now.

I'm trying to get the truck back.

Forget about the truck!

I'll buy you a thousand trucks! Come now, please.

- Give me a sec. - If you don't come, it's over.

Fara?

- I'll be right there. - See you soon.

- What's up? - It's Safia.

She's not doing well. Is it okay if I go?

Well, yes.

This is our project. It's our future.

I know. I'm sorry.

Is it the gender reveal party?

Yes, it's the gender reveal party. You knew about it?

Of course.

I'm a bit mad, but it's okay. I'll see you there?

No, you don't have to go. I'll see you after the party.

- It's better. - Okay.

I'm really sorry.

Come on.

- Wait, there's a problem. - What?

Where's the pay phone? Where's the PMU bar?

Come on.

The sheikh read your resume, and he's super excited.

He's crazy excited.

Just so you know. We revamped your resume.

Selling tacos is nice, but chef de partie at Alain Passard is better.

Did you tell him that I was the Minister of Finance too?

One more thing to remember.

You've got a successful chain of food trucks in South America.

It's called Narco Taco.

- That's all? - That's all. You okay?

- Narco what? - Narco Taco.

Fara, this is Sheikh Ibrahim Al Zaheri.

Nice to meet you. You're my first sheikh.

The sheikh loves a good sense of humor.

Let me introduce to you Rudy Boccara, our tax attorney.

Of course, if he's the tax expert...

Thank you. Sit down.

For a few months, myself and Fara Alaoui, a renowned chef,

whom I'm lucky to be associated with,

have been working tirelessly to make our project a reality.

And financially spotless.

But it's more than a project.

It's innovative and unique,

and it will add value to the Dubaian economy.

- Dubaian? - Yes.

But a picture is worth a thousand words, right?

There.

There you go.

Eight food trucks in the mall of Dubai.

Sixteen cooks under Fara's command and every day, thousands of clients.

Fara, the sheikh would like to know more about your expertise,

but mostly about your vision.

Well, my vision is...

What can I say?

It's a pretty good vision, despite the four eyes.

If you can translate "four eyes," you're a genius.

It's in the kitchen that Fara really expresses herself.

The sheikh sees real potential here.

So if we make the deal, we'll need an advance...

Yes.

...to cover the initial needs.

Or, to use the technical term, "cash flow."

The cash flow... Yeah.

And how much are we talking?

About 104,000 euros.

Approximately, let me check, I have the BP right there.

The business plan.

I've got insurance, VAT, duty free...

Yes, it's exactly 104,000 euros.

We'd need that to launch the truck.

You blew it.

Sure, that's no problem.

But there's no need to include accommodations there.

An apartment at the Princess Tower is already available.

Here, it's more than Mbapp� has.

FRENCH REPUBLIC NOTARY

Wow, you're all paid up.

Okay, all good.

DEBTS: Euros 104,000

I hope they have my size.

What do I do, Grandma?

I don't know, binti. I'm not here anymore.

And you know, I get seasick, remember?

Okay, we'll be in touch.

We'll talk soon. It's a win-win project.

So, those four months of traveling weren't for nothing.

I couldn't have done it without you. You make me stronger, Fara.

I know that it's a big move.

I know our lives will completely change.

But this will solve everything, Fara. The debts and us.

But we have to move to Dubai.

Fara, come on. I'm here.

Do you trust me?

- Hey, Nassim. - Yeah?

Don't worry about the model.

- You're amazing, buddy. - I'm parked at the front.

Fara, let's go.

Let's get ready for the party.

Yes, but remember, it's our secret garden.

I swear. Max insisted.

He said, "You have to be there." I get it.

Come on. Let's go.

I like it. It's subtle.

We're not in Beverly Hills. We're in Ermont-Eaubonne. 95.

How are you doing?

- Good, and you? - Great.

- You good? - Yes.

Are you ready to find out if you'll have a niece or a nephew?

- Come on. - Watch it, it's a Celio.

- Did you ask Damien to come too? - Yes.

- And? - He couldn't make it.

He's at City Hall dealing with some stuff.

- Why? Is there a problem? - No.

I just wanted to know who'd be here and who wouldn't.

Where is Safia?

I don't know. If you find her, let me know.

- Really? - Yeah.

Fine. I'll go look.

You know there's a whole party for your fetus downstairs.

I know. Thank you.

Okay, and would you mind being a part of it?

Unless you'd rather gather dust here with Grandma's stuff.

Well, about that...

I'll get rid of all this soon.

- Come on. - Too many memories.

Too much furniture. Too many people celebrating my baby's gender.

Too much debt. Too many lies.

And when I say lies, I include mine.

Are you talking about the job lie or the big lie?

Fara, I'm going to have a baby.

I know. But as far as I know, it's your husband's baby.

Then everything is fine. What happened happened.

You were on a break. It's okay.

I'm the one in trouble right now.

What do you mean?

I mean...

You know.

Is it about a guy?

A boyfriend?

Unbelievable! Wait, who is it?

Is it Damien?

I guess...

No.

So it's Nassim.

Yeah...

No way. Both of them?

Fara, both of them?

But that's amazing. That's great. You're like our father.

How long has this double act been going on?

Four months.

Damn. How did I miss that?

Okay, I want details, the good stuff.

No, stop, I feel so bad. I hate myself.

They don't deserve this.

I don't deserve them. I don't even know why they like me.

Honestly, you're overthinking this.

Just enjoy it. Have fun!

Fara, you're 30, and you never hooked up before.

So you're just catching up. It's pretty great.

Wait, so does it mean that it's done? Did you do...

No, no way, never.

It's not easy with Nassim. He's my best friend.

And with Damien, it's easier,

but we haven't done anything.

I can't believe it. I was not expecting this.

Don't make jokes, guys...

- Najet! - Hello!

- How are you? - What's up?

How are you doing?

Thank you for coming.

It must be tough to think about going to a party right now.

We need to move on. Tell me about baby names.

If it's a girl, it will be Soraya or Salima.

If it's a boy, Yacine, Youn�s or Belkacem.

I know Safia.

You should consider something like Nicolas, Emma.

Try Marie-Christine.

They're just joking.

I think Mom was abducted by FARCs.

You know I like to share happy moments with you.

And now, I'm going to give my wife, my hlel,

my bestie, a little remote, and you'll see.

There. When I say "go," press it.

- Here, do you want to drink... - No, thanks.

No, I'm good.

- Can I ask you something? - Of course.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

- Well... - Guys!

I know we're pretty worried about the debt.

But today, we want to have fun together, and find out,

by the Almighty's grace,

if we'll have a boy or a girl.

And on this very special day, we have to send a prayer

to the person whom we all miss, Rania.

I'd like to start with a song that she really loved.

Let's play some games and start with Baby Win!

You probably know that Baby Win is a sports betting thing

amongst our Algerian friends.

Okay. Bilal, let's start the bidding.

Let's go. Come on. Let's vote.

- Boy or girl, you tell me. - Are we betting real money?

- If you want to? - No, that's haram.

Team Boy is level again.

You wanted to tell me something?

Yes, but I don't know if it's the right time or place.

No, I'm fine. It's okay. It's a nice day. It's cool, easy. Tell me.

Okay.

- Put 50 on it. - What's up?

It's just that...

- I wanted to say... - You're scaring me.

No! I just wanted to tell you that it's nothing.

Would you be offended or embarrassed if I was dating Cherifa?

- No way, Bilal. - Yes.

That's great. Congratulations, bro.

- That's all in the past. - That's what I thought.

But aren't you guys cousins?

Not technically.

- I mean yes. - Yes. There you go.

But if you think about it,

your cousin's cousin, it's not...

- It cancels itself out. - Right.

See? That's the thing.

Okay, you do you, Bilal.

The three of us could do something.

- No. - Of course not.

Okay, what's the bet?

I told you this wasn't the bathroom.

Indeed.

- Hi. - How are you?

- Good, and you? - Sorry, I'm late.

It's okay.

Do you know the gender yet?

- Not yet. You're right on time. - Okay.

- Distract Nassim. - Okay.

- You made it! - Yes.

And I didn't come alone.

- You look good together. - Really?

And you're dressed the same. It's cute.

- I pick his clothes. - That's true.

Ta-da.

I parked over there.

Well, I don't know what to say.

Have you seen Fara?

Fara... Yes, I saw her, but wait.

I want to know everything about the Prince of Dubai.

I'm sorry. I left so quickly.

- That's fine. - You did great.

If I'm not here for you, then what good am I? Okay?

No. Not here.

This is the ultimate secret garden.

- Okay. - The elders are here. My aunts, too.

This secret garden thing is annoying.

Come on.

But you haven't finished telling me.

I'll tell you everything.

- Auntie, what's up? - I'm good. You?

Balkany is no longer in Levallois.

Life is beautiful. How are you?

- Wait. - Hi, Nassim.

- All good? - Yes. I didn't know you were back.

I came back last night.

- Everything is fine. Fara, are you okay? - I'm okay.

- I'm going to go help Maxime. - Max!

He's been looking for you.

I'm so happy to see you.

- You're all dressed up. - I haven't changed.

You haven't changed.

- That's class. Gucci. - Thanks. Excuse me.

- Go ahead! I have to go... - At any rate...

Are you okay?

Nassim with two "s" and tell the sheikh...

Dot Yayaoui. "Y" at the start, but not at the end.

Tell the sheikh that I was happy to meet him.

Yes. Gmail. Okay.

- Hello. - How are you?

- All good? - That's nice.

- I never knew about gender reveal parties. - It's a TikTok thing.

- Really? - You don't have TikTok?

No. But it makes you want to have kids.

Totally. But you need to find the right woman first.

- Of course. - Yeah.

- What? - I can't tell anyone,

but I'm dating someone.

- Really? - I am.

- Give me a name! Who is it? - I can't tell.

If you tell me who you're with, I'll tell you who I'm with.

I can't, Nassim.

- Okay, I'll go first. - Okay, tell me.

Do you guys want to go bet money on my child?

- Sure. - Let's go.

I don't like gambling.

I don't like kids.

Did you bet?

- Stop. - I like what you like.

- Stop. - No.

Guys!

This is from Safia's gynecologist and it has the baby's gender on it.

Neither of us knows.

Who has participated in a gender reveal party before?

Who?

Nobody.

Usually, you pop a balloon.

If it's blue, it's a boy.

If it's pink, you understand.

But you know, Safia and I like to be different.

So we've prepared something else.

And I've just found the two perfect contestants.

- May the best man win. - That'll be me.

I'm going to go make crepes.

No, we've been eating all day. Come on. So greedy.

Hello, gentlemen.

So you guys will pretend to fight for a few minutes.

Then you tell us the gender. Okay?

- Okay? Got it? - Okay.

- Got it. - Great.

- Great. Don't tell me anything. - No.

- I won't look. - Don't look.

- Okay. - Safia, don't look either.

- Nobody looks. Don't look. - All right.

Good to go?

- Whoa! - I don't know.

Are you guys ready?

Yeah!

Gentlemen, are you ready?

And begin!

Come on!

Come on. Give me your strength, my love.

Who are we offending, Fara? We're all friends here.

Stop this secret garden thing.

- Come on! - Yeah!

Come on!

Pink, blue, I don't know!

What is he doing?

So is it a boy then?

A little boy!

We're having a boy!

Great.