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Has this happened to you before?

Never.

My sister wanted to go out. Not me.

One hot summer day.

There's a guy I want you to meet.

No, no.

Great guy for you. Perfect.

Who says I'm looking?

- She senses it. - Come on!

Lil Sis...

Stop with that. I'm older.

By 10 minutes!

Still, I'm older.

- I'm off. - Where to?

Italy!

Tonight I'll be drinking bellinis!

I'm going to pack.

Come on, Blanche.

Grab a swimsuit and come. The water's hot.

I'll drive you home.

You promise?

I promise.

- Come! - This is silly. I look awful.

You're gorgeous natural.

I have no panties!

Perfect. Come on!

You went swimming?

How are you?

Hello, Blanche.

Hello.

Don't recognize me?

Nope.

Grégoire,

Grégoire Lamoureux.

Grégoire Lamoureux!

You've gotten...

- Thinner? - Yes!

That's true.

What are you doing here, Lamoureux?

What about you?

I don't know.

It's Rose... Remember?

She told me to come.

To introduce me to a guy.

My perfect match.

Meet him?

Not yet.

Lucky me.

You're funny, Lamoureux.

Will you be using my last name all night?

Sorry, it's a teacher thing.

Your name is hard to resist.

"Renard" isn't bad either..

You're a teacher?

Yes.

French teacher.

Like it?

Yes, it's what I always wanted to do.

How about you?

I work in a bank.

Like a dummy.

I wanted to be a pilot.

Why aren't you one?

Go figure.

- What are you drinking? - Water.

This is vodka!

- Alcoholic? - Not at all.

But if I were, I wouldn't hide it from you.

Lamoureux doesn't want to keep secrets from you.

No...

hidden vices?

- You're the perfect man. - Exactly.

I'm your perfect match.

But your sister doesn't know it.

Want to dance?

Come on.

Go on up.

Not too fast!

Don't knock it over!

Sorry.

Where did you find that?

Where platters are kept. The kitchen.

Do you prefer tea?

No, coffee is perfect.

It's my morning drink.

I figured.

No milk, no sugar.

Yeah, how do you know?

I work for the FBI.

No, I just couldn't find any.

Okay.

Thanks.

Okay, I'll be going.

Where to?

See you soon.

Yes, see you soon.

Grégoire Lamoureux!

What?

Dunno... Want to see him again?

Yes... Well, at the same time,

I don't know if I'm ready.

I may need more time.

Don't see him then.

I said see you soon.

So what?

What if he calls?

Just don't answer.

I have to go. Love ya.

"Too much for my eyes,

Much I thought was said

I loved even the tears

That I made her shed."

Don't tease. My one memory from French class.

I'm not teasing.

What's it from?

"Britannicus".

And it's "I even loved the teardrops I made her shed."

You're so beautiful.

I still desire you.

Me too.

He's so funny, you can't imagine.

In restaurants, he introduces me

to people as his wife.

Meaning?

He's says like this,

looking me in the eyes,

"Meet my wife."

I love that.

As you should!

I couldn't stand it.

I think she likes it.

If you love her, she loves you back.

But does she love him?

She annoys me.

She says "move on" and freaks out when I do.

That's not it.

She says it's wiser to wait a bit.

At my age? I don't want to be wise!

I understand.

I love him, Mom.

I hate love. It fucks life up so bad.

No, it's what fills us up.

You were happy with Dad.

Yes.

I miss him.

Still think of him?

Sure do.

Often?

All the time.

- I love you, Mom. - Love you too.

I love you both.

Dressed to kill!

What do you think? Yes?

To finish him off, yeah.

Then I'll take it.

In Paris, it's romantic...

Can you bring back macarons?

Every color?

All right.

And roses for Rose.

Lucky you!

What a handsome boy!

So you want bangs?

A new you.

Don't like it?

I was surprised. You look like someone else.

I don't usually like bangs.

No problem. It grows back.

Did I upset you?

Relax, it's all good.

I did. I'm such an asshole.

The bangs suit you.

Don't even try!

I swear. Everything suits you anyway.

Don't believe me?

Yeah, yeah.

Cross your heart?

Cross my heart.

I want to spend my life here.

He was curious.

About what I liked,

what I was reading. Why teach?

Why literature?

Why Molière, Verlaine, Musset?

He wanted to know all about me.

A twin must be strange.

It's all I've ever known.

Anyway, you're much prettier.

I bet you had more guys.

Not really.

You're mean!

I'm not, it's just true.

One twin always outperforms the other.

Whatever.

Who's he?

Of no importance.

I want to know everything.

He's Louis Gauthier.

- Non! - Yes.

That guy?

Show me. Give me the photo.

Wait.

I have something to tell him.

Thank you, Louis Gauthier!

- Thanks for leaving her! - Quiet!

Afraid he can hear us?

Yes, I'm talking loud

because I'm happy

and I feel like shouting.

He was insatiable.

Incredibly tender.

I love you.

I love everything.

Me too.

I was madly in love.

Relax, there's just one.

Twins often skip a generation.

This one may have twins.

How many weeks?

Six weeks.

If I don't want to keep it?

You have 6 weeks to decide.

You don't want to go to term?

I'm not sure. I haven't known my partner for long.

So you'll talk it over.

Try to start with a clean slate.

Talking it over lessens the fears.

You're right, of course.

I can't wait.

Not you?

Yes.

- I'm afraid it'll bring bad luck. - No!

I swear, I'm superstitious.

We'll only tell her!

- Why? - She's my twin.

She's not part of our relationship.

For me, she is.

Time for you to stop sharing a bed.

Three months is too long. I can't hide it.

Greg?

- No... - Come on!

No, I said no.

You won't wait.

Yes I will.

You swear?

Yes.

Cross your heart?

Cross my heart.

Thanks.

In the fervor,

Greg said he got transferred to Metz.

How will she manage all this?

You want all the books?

Her books are sacred. We'll manage.

Mom, can I take this?

Not that one.

What about this dressing table?

You always loved it.

Yeah, I'd like to.

You don't like it?

Not sure it'll fit in the van.

You're right. Too bad.

Too bad.

I didn't say no.

We should just see if it fits.

It's all good.

You won't regret this move?

Stop with that.

We have no choice, you got transferred.

Yeah, true.

- What's wrong? - Nothing.

That look you gave.

No, it's all good.

Sorry, I know you'll miss her.

You deprive us of Blanche

and her of the sea.

I'm swapping sea for forest.

And love.

Yeah, love.

And the cold.

Freezing there, right?

Blanche hates the cold.

Stop talking for me!

Blanche, come here. I have dishes for you.

You can choose.

You better make her happy.

You know your influence on her.

She can't be happy if you're sad.

Don't be selfish. Let her leave.

You see the horizon

Taking form

You see it well

You imagine it

It's our new life

Yes, I know

I'm happy, even...

If it's difficult

To move

And leave all

My memories

I understand your turmoil

But what awaits us

Is now

Far more vast

Yes, I know

I already love

Our child

Yes

To our new life

Which commences today

A new life

A one-way ticket

We love each other

Until we die

We'll love each other

Forever

So it was pure bliss.

At that point you had no suspicions?

- Where? - Poincaré High School in Nancy.

Going back to work makes you happy?

You can't know how happy it makes me.

Even if I'm just a substitute for the year.

And then?

Then... well, either

I'm sent elsewhere

or else I apply for a full-time job.

They're select.

It's very far. We have one car.

I can take a bus.

What about Stella?

She starts daycare.

I don't know if you realize

how tiring it will be.

I've had plenty of rest!

- Hello, Grégoire. - Hello.

You know it here!

- Hello. - Hello.

Your wife? I'm Jérôme Vierson.

I'm the bank director.

Oh, okay.

Blanche, my wife.

- Blanche. - Yes.

Pretty name.

Not many Blanches around here.

Just you.

Sure.

Happy to be back in the region?

I accelerated things.

I was born in Caen, in Normandy. Not here at all.

Really?

Isn't that why you applied?

Not at all, you misunderstood.

We just wanted a change of scenery.

Sick of the sea, of Normandy...

All right.

I'll leave you two.

Thank you!

- Nice to meet you. - Same here.

Thank you.

You put your foot in it.

I was a little surprised, you know.

Greg, I don't understand.

Not now.

Let's eat.

What do you want?

Go back?

Back to your mom's?

I want to know why you lied.

It's not much to ask.

If I told you: "Let's move far away", what would you have said?

"Yeah, great!" No...

You know it.

I don't get it. We chose this house together.

I thought you liked it.

I figured...

we were going to reinvent ourselves.

In a new place, no history, no past.

When we met, you were sad.

Lackluster.

I thought you'd blossom.

Far from home in the boondocks?

Far from home?

Wait.

What am I to you?

Forgive me for lying.

I was afraid.

Afraid to tell you the truth.

What truth?

That I love you.

I'm mad about you.

I was afraid to lose you.

Never felt that way?

You always tell the truth?

You never lied to me, even by omission?

I don't know.

Stop, I'm sure there are times

when you disagree with me and keep quiet.

Maybe just not to hurt me.

Yes, maybe.

There!

See? It's totally stupid.

We should say everything.

Yes.

I'm so sorry about what I did.

Now you'll never believe me.

Stop... I didn't say that.

Now that we're being open, I must admit something.

What?

I didn't feel happy about your job.

That sucks.

I'm ashamed.

All I want is for you to be happy.

Do you believe me?

I don't know now.

Fine.

What are you doing?

Calling Vierson. We'll move back.

Come on, Greg...

No, I'm quitting.

It's okay, stop!

Blanche, stop!

Let me. You're unhappy, so we'll move.

All I want is for you to be happy.

Why not move back?

Seriously? Now that I found a job?

Will you get used to this life?

With me?

Will you get used to me working?

No.

I want you just for me.

Of course I'm happy.

I'm so proud of you.

Cross your heart?

Cross my heart.

Quiet, she's asleep.

It's fine.

I love this song.

That night I got pregnant with our second child.

"I love you.

Make an echo, repeat it, Princess."

- Who was that? - Marivaux.

What are you thinking?

About us.

Did you see how it was raining?

It's nice out now.

I liked when it stopped raining.

- I'll open it! - Fine!

What are you doing?

Writing to my sister.

Complaining about me?

Stop, why do you always think that?

Because I'm a pain.

He often said that?

All the time.

"Dear Rose,

I have to tell you, it's daunting."

He read over my shoulder.

I don't know why I let him.

Pasta again?

Hello?

You hung up on me?

I was in class.

Why didn't you call back? Class is over.

I was going to. I just sat down to lunch.

- Am I bothering you? - Not at all.

Yes, I am.

Can't you just say so?

- Not alone? - With Delphine.

I knew you weren't alone. Step away.

I don't like our conversations being overheard.

So you have your dinner, then for 16 hours...

Now I'm alone.

- When will you be home? - 5 o'clock. Why?

Because I miss you.

Coffee, cigarette, no food.

Your husband calls a lot!

Yeah, it's his thing.

He can't live without you.

Lucky stiff.

Bye, girls.

See you.

Mine can go mute for a week.

He feels no need to talk.

In his eyes, I'm an old piece of furniture!

An old armoire, seriously.

You laugh but...

- He's a banker? - Yes.

Banker, teacher, odd.

It's not the same... milieu.

How did you meet?

At a party.

Not at the bank.

Want a ride later? Spare yourself the bus?

I get off early, but thanks.

Some other time?

So I can meet your husband.

Hey, honey, it's Mom.

Still counting on you for Christmas.

I'll get a nice big goose.

I think you'll like that.

The kids will love it.

I can't wait to see you.

Yeah, it's me. You really never answer.

Overbooked like a minister.

Don't forget tomorrow's meeting at the bank.

13/20, not bad. Rethink your take on Act 2.

You need to see people?

We don't need to see anyone, just us.

Still coming for Christmas?

I don't know yet.

It's me. I'd rather you picked up.

I thought it over. We'll do Christmas here.

It's much easier.

Today you can't run off like a thief.

Why?

The juniors planned a little surprise.

It's so sweet.

"Our best French teacher ever".

I'm jealous.

You teach History!

So what? You're their favorite.

I have my kids.

Greg can pick them up.

For once, honestly.

Catherine?

I say my husband forbids me?

Stop playing the martyr! I'm not forbidding anything.

You ask me at the last minute to leave at 5.

- I work, you know. - I know.

Come!

Okay, enough.

You get your praise.

You'll get the kids?

Yes, what do you think?

You're so pretty.

Can you suck me off?

Now?

Yes, now.

Not tomorrow morning.

Forget I even asked.

You look like a nun in that. So not sexy.

Forcing it is worse.

- But I want it! - Quiet!

"I hate all men.

Some are wicked and malicious.

Others, wicked, smug..."

Excuse me, sorry.

"Without the healthy contempt

by which vice inspires the virtuous."

Excellent. Thank you, Violette.

Pierre?

"Through his mask, we perceive the traitor.

He is known all over in his true colors.

His rolling eyes and honeyed tones

work only on those who do not know him.

That low-brow,

who deserves ridicule,

slimes his way in the world.

The splendors he acquires

make merit rumble and virtue blush."

- Still coming to my party Friday? - Yes.

You don't want me to drive?

You seem tired.

I am, yeah.

Tired of an evening spent with idiots.

You're harsh.

We really didn't spend the same evening.

You shined like a diamond.

- Nothing to say? - Slow down.

Speaking with me is less interesting?

I'm not intellectual enough?

Greg, stop it please.

Slow down!

I know how to drive.

Scared of what?

That I crash?

- Don't trust me? - I do!

No, you don't trust me!

Greg, I trust you.

Turn the lights on!

- It's straight. - The lights!

- It's straight! - The lights!

I'm heading home.

- I'm scared. - Enjoy the scenery!

You can even see stars.

Greg!

Sorry, I'm dumb.

Go on.

This is a difficult puzzle.

Of the whole region.

With the trees and roads?

The trees, the roads, everything.

Let's look for corners.

The edges too.

I found a corner!

- That's not a corner. - It is.

"The next day was a dreary one for Emma.

Everything seemed enveloped in a blackness

floating confusedly over the exterior of things.

Sorrow was engulfed within her soul

with soft shrieks

like winter wind in ruined castles..."

Blanche! Blanche!

Look who's here!

Come down!

Come!

Kids, it's Rose!

What a snowfall!

Why are you here?

I wonder myself.

- This is Tony. - Hi.

We met a few months ago.

- A secret! - Come on...

I tried to tell you. You're always busy.

Yesterday,

over drinks, I was talking about you.

I figured it was time for you to meet!

You drove all night?

- Yes! - I got kidnapped.

- I had no choice. - She's dangerous.

Kids, come!

How are you, kids?

Come here both of you!

Look, I have presents.

What's inside?

- Who is this for? - Girls!

Okay, I'll go make some coffee.

Here. I think they're happy.

The fireman is coming!

- Isn't he handsome? - Yes.

Smart too, right?

We haven't spoken yet.

Everything he touches turns to gold.

He's a self-made man.

He's so gorgeous.

So classy.

I'm in love, I'm afraid I'll become stupid.

He's under my skin.

Look at me.

- You okay? - I'm fine.

My lover took me on vacation.

You can't imagine the hotel.

A minibar like my fridge.

And here's where it led!

I was drunk.

It shows.

I ordered every cocktail to test the English.

So good!

It was delicious.

Yes.

This one... our chubby years.

- Come on. - Where am I?

That's you, that's Mommy.

This one is harder.

- You and Mommy. - Yes, excellent.

On a vacation. I can't remember where.

Near Marseille?

Been to Marseille?

Yeah, we went a few times.

This one!

This is when we met.

I want to see!

You were pretty.

You haven't changed, my love.

No doors!

Our place will be different. Locks and keys!

The next day, things blew up.

We'll get going.

Drive us to the station?

I'm giving you my car.

You need it more.

The bus is exhausting.

The car drove him crazy.

Whenever I took it, he thought I was leaving for good.

- You crazy? - You don't answer!

Weird, these power games you play.

Greg started making life impossible.

Hello!

My schedule became military.

Receipts for every expenditure.

- When do you get off tomorrow? - At 3.

Don't hang around.

Like the last time.

I had a budget for food and personal stuff.

I had a calculator in my head.

- Just a joint account? - Yes.

He said I spent too much.

He said it was

safer and easier.

A full tank every 3 days

for only 50 miles a day

is a lot.

You may have a leak.

We'll take it the mechanic.

I was walking on eggshells.

Constantly in doubt.

- A ton! - A crazy amount of work.

So, we can't give less homework...

He followed you?

I didn't want anyone to know.

I was ashamed.

Yes, honey?

What's wrong?

What?

What do you mean?

Stella?

Arthur?

Greg? Kids?

Anyone home?

- Mommy... - I'm here now.

Everything will be fine. Sleep.

- What happened? - Quiet!

Please be quiet. I'm ashamed.

About what?

I was in the kitchen with the kids.

The radio was on.

They were interviewing men and women,

victims of spousal abuse.

They gave tons of details

about their character traits,

their behavior.

Yes?

I recognized myself.

I lost it.

I scared the children.

A psychiatrist said...

that for victims, the only way out

was to leave.

To run away.

Please!

Blanche, don't leave me.

I couldn't stand it.

Don't deprive me of you and the children.

Please.

I beg your forgiveness.

I'm going to change.

Because I understand now.

I love you so much.

Why won't you speak?

Say something.

I don't get it, I apologized.

I said I'd change.

I'm being nice. Why take it so badly?

Say something! You want to leave me?

Answer! Don't taunt me with your silence.

What is it?

Why?

Why did you let me do this?

Why didn't you ever say?

If I had told you,

you'd freak out, just like now.

What kills me

is your silence.

Your distance.

Your lack of consideration.

If you loved me a little,

you'd never have let me treat you like that.

You can't love me if you let me become a monster.

I couldn't speak.

I was totally defeated.

But for once, I saw my situation from the outside,

as a field of ruins.

I wanted do something for myself.

A secret he'd never know about.

I subscribed to a site.

I looked for someone.

- So let's meet. - Yes.

- When, dear Emma? - As soon as possible.

I needed to feel free.

For my body, my mind, everything.

Without thinking.

Stop justifying.

When they question you, tell it as you lived it.

It was the first time.

Stop justifying yourself.

Go on.

I chose the one who wrote the best.

The one who seemed to care about words.

And about me.

Can I say that?

Yes.

Not today, come on.

Start!

No lunch today?

Sorry, I'm busy.

I want to invite you to lunch.

You're free on Thursdays, right?

Sorry, I can't.

You have plans?

Yes, lunch with Delphine.

Can't you reschedule?

I'll be there at 1, okay?

We need to talk, Blanche.

Without your help we'll never work this out.

We'll talk tonight.

Whatever you say.

- Hello. - Hello.

You want to come in for a coffee?

No thanks.

A glass of water?

No, I'm good.

You regret coming?

Not at all... Well, I don't know yet.

It's crazy living in a forest!

Shall we take a walk?

How about it?

I'd like that.

Come.

Come!

You do archery?

I used to.

Now just once in a while, for fun.

Want to try?

Sure, why not?

Careful, it's a very serious matter, archery.

We'll see.

Here.

Stand straight.

Like this?

Arm out.

Focus on your target.

- Okay. - Aim...

Shoot!

I suck.

Not too bad.

Farther than I thought.

When you shoot...

think of the present

and the near future.

Let them both become one.

The arrow and the target

merge together.

David, you're distracting me.

Got it.

You look even better in real life.

You too.

I hit it.

I don't know how I did it.

Amazing.

Me neither.

You're talented.

That's all.

- Sorry, I... - No. I'm sorry.

It's no big deal.

Yes, it is.

You wanted a fling and I'm incapable of that.

I'm wasting your time.

I have to go. It's better.

I'm going to be late.

Late for someone?

Yes.

My children and...

my husband.

I'll go or I'll ruin it all.

Sorry.

Where you going?

My car. It's not this way?

Not at all.

I'll walk you back.

I don't want to leave.

Come back, if you want.

20 euros.

- Here. - Thanks.

Mommy, my tooth is loose.

Let me touch it.

Your first loose tooth!

It means you're growing up.

What's wrong?

Why did you go away?

I wanted some time to myself.

Understand? I needed...

to breathe, take a walk...

It's weird though.

I can see Daddy's sad.

He's pissed off.

Daddy's often pissed off.

But it always goes away.

See?

Are you going to separate?

Don't worry.

Go on.

We'll mark the page and sleep.

Where were you?

The school.

Then, I went for a ride.

I'm not a fool. Where were you?

The school.

Correcting homework.

I spoke with my coworkers.

Then?

I went for a ride. I drove, that's all.

I needed fresh air.

Without telling anyone? Even the school?

Imagine how worried I was.

I understand. I'm sorry.

I didn't see the time.

I'll ask one last time.

Where were you?

I was working,

then I went for a walk.

In the forest.

A walk in the forest?

- I swear. - On the kids' lives?

No.

Don't make me do that.

- Then you're lying. - I'm not.

Keep the kids out of it.

It's unhealthy.

Because disappearing is healthy?

- Being unreachable! - No service.

No service?

No...

Okay... I believe you.

It's settled. All my fault.

Come.

Come.

Come.

You washed your hair?

This morning.

It's wet.

What's this smell? Not a forest!

Where did you shower?

- Look what you do to me! - Please.

You almost had me, liar.

Now you show those small scared eyes.

I'll tell your kids about your walk.

Stop, please.

They need to know you're dangerous!

You get laid and I should just keep quiet?

I never cheated on you, Blanche.

I've never even looked at another woman.

Is this not your conception of love?

Answer or I swear I'll kill everyone.

You can't blackmail me.

I just went for a walk.

I needed to think.

- Outdoors? - Yes.

Far from home. I can't breathe here, you scare me!

Admit it.

Admit you cheated.

We'll spend all night at this. Now tell me!

Who did you shower with, and where?

I demand the truth.

Listen.

We're going through a crisis.

It's 7 years, it's normal, it happens.

I can even understand.

Can you admit it so we can move on?

You spent the afternoon getting fucked by your lover.

That's the truth, you whore.

You'll pay dearly.

That lasted a while.

You didn't brush your teeth.

You too!

Hear that? What did he say?

He acted normal by day.

Then woke me up to interrogate me.

How long has it been and with who?

Give me his name.

I'm going to lose my temper!

Hello!

Daddy, you're home!

Come here, honey!

You too, kiddo.

Wash your hands. Dinner time.

Go wash your hands.

What are we eating?

Endives with ham.

I'll make myself pasta.

We want pasta too.

No, kids, you had pasta at school.

I'm hungry!

I want pasta! What's for dinner?

Who cares, be cool...

Why make endives with ham?

- Who likes that? - Not me!

Me neither. No one likes endives and ham.

No one, because it's too gross!

What's more, everyone knows that...

What are you doing?

You're making dinner, so I'll take a bath.

Showers waste less water!

Go green!

What am I making you?

Pasta!

Pasta with ketchup.

From the basement.

Strasbourg.

Let's start with that version.

You wanted to see Strasbourg before your walk.

You went there to read a book

at a café, for no reason.

Yes.

You're sleeping!

Wake up!

So you went to a café, not to a hair salon.

There's no receipt from a hair salon.

You go to a café, then to the forest,

which clearly explains the scent of shampoo.

I washed my hair that morning.

What great shampoo!

Miraculous! Let's call the Vatican!

You didn't go there to read.

You went there to see your lover.

So who is he?

You won't sleep until I have a name!

My head hurts.

You get migraines?

Yes, sometimes.

All I have is paracetamol.

It's fine.

Maybe it'll help.

Cut the crap, answer me.

My heads hurts.

You didn't have a headache when you got fucked.

You good?

Is Blanche here?

Yeah.

I heard she fainted. What's wrong?

She's asleep. She's totally overworked.

Soon it's summer break.

Family time will do her good.

Afraid I'll hit you?

Is that it?

You think I'm a brute who hits?

You protect yourself like I'm barbarian.

Is that it?

It's so humiliating.

The father of your children!

You're not ashamed?

Stop covering your face.

Look into my eyes. Did I ever hit you?

1,2...

Yes, I cheated!

What's his name?

Thanks.

I don't know.

I didn't asked for it.

He was a trucker.

Now you know, so let me sleep.

You won't get off so easy.

Move!

Sit here. Sit.

Stay seated.

Don't move.

Show me your itinerary!

This way or that way?

Did you fuck here or there?

Your car or a hotel?

I want all the details.

When you cheat for sex, you don't get caught.

If you get caught, it's on purpose.

If you fucked a stranger, you'd have called

to tell us you'd be late.

If you didn't, he outranked your family!

He outranked me and the kids.

He was no stranger.

Your trucker story is total crap.

So tell me since when and with who do you cheat on me?

What do you care?

Are you kidding?

I cheated because I'm unhappy.

So who cares with who?

If you want us to work,

we need to find the truth.

Maybe then we can forget

and start our lives over.

But in the meantime,

I want you to answer my questions honestly.

If I sense a gray area,

I'll search for the truth until I feel it

in the depths of my soul.

I'm listening.

You broke down?

Yes.

I told him the truth.

He wanted to hear it over and over.

He wanted me to show him how...

how we made...

Yes?

love.

To do the same thing.

That I do the same movements with him.

With your consent?

I don't know anymore.

I'll ask it differently:

did you want to do this?

This is how he did it?

I need to know.

To get him out of my head.

You know what that's called?

Shoot!

You can come back if you want.

If you feel like it.

Sir...

Your wife woke up. She's fine.

Can I see her?

Quickly because she's exhausted.

- Okay. - I'll stay with them.

- Thanks. - You're welcome.

Honey.

I want to see the children.

When you get home.

When you're feeling better.

You've traumatized them enough.

Can you imagine their lives

if you'd succeeded?

Sorry.

Why did you say sorry?

Did you feel guilty?

Know what we'll do now?

Let's put morality aside,

and concentrate on facts

and the law.

Go on.

He kept harassing me at hospital.

Whenever he could.

Tell me what happened.

I wanted my headache to stop.

By taking the whole box?

I can't remember.

Sir,

you can't go in. She's with the intern.

A whole box of paracetamol.

There's liver damage, internal bleeding.

You almost died.

Did you intend to?

If you don't speak, we can't help.

Fine, you can leave tomorrow.

No!

You're still fragile.

Maybe it's wiser

to go somewhere for a rest-cure.

He'll know I asked.

We'll find a solution.

Thanks.

But only a temporary one.

What'll happen once you get out?

You won.

You stay here and rest up while I, the cuckold,

deal with the kids and everything.

Blanche, look at me.

You hear me, stop pretending!

Hello, you have a roommate.

She's tired, you said she'd be alone.

No more beds.

No cafeteria for me.

You'll get settled here.

I know the routine.

See you tomorrow.

Who's the little man?

My husband.

You got a phone?

Yes.

Can I call my daughter?

Now? Are you sure?

I never dare call her.

But I don't know, I...

I'm afraid she'll forget about me.

Give me my bag.

I was afraid he took it.

Who?

The little man.

Thanks, sister.

I was such a prisoner,

I didn't realize the door was ajar.

Are you okay, ma'am?

Can I have a pen and paper?

A guy I want you to meet.

Your perfect match.

Grégoire Lamoureux.

"I even loved the tears

I made her shed."

You don't want the child?

Cross your heart?

I want you just for me.

No need to see anyone. Just us.

- Hello? - Rose?

I need you.

She did it all,

without hesitating.

Know why? I do.

Actually...

- Hello! - It's Rose!

Anyone home?

Where are you?

Hey, I'm here for the kids.

Blanche didn't tell me.

Given her state, it's normal.

It's better we take them.

You must be overwhelmed.

Hey, how are you?

The ocean's better than day camp.

Yes, yes?

And I'll come see you in a few days.

My darlings.

Come here, kids.

I have a gift.

Come.

Read this and hold onto it.

All right.

Thanks.

Am I bothering you?

No, we're playing cards.

I see.

Vacation time.

- We need to talk. - We're playing.

You didn't tell me your mom was taking the kids.

Sorry, I forgot.

I thought it would help you.

When do you get out?

I don't know.

Excuse me, when does she get out?

Sorry, sir, it's hard to say.

We're going to lengthen her stay here.

And curtail visits.

Why did you go home?

To confront him one last time.

I could have picked you up.

Not taking off your coat?

What game are you playing?

I'm joining the kids in Normandy.

I don't understand. Meaning?

You're leaving me?

Yes. And I want a divorce.

Lunatic!

You cheat on me,

attempt suicide, get discharged

and leave the marital home?

To join our kids in Normandy.

They went with your assent.

You're not leaving.

You don't scare me now.

Get off me!

Get off!

You know the rest.

Hello, ma'am. Come in.

Hello.

Rose told me to come straight here.

She was right to.

Antoine?

Prepare the Blanche Renard file.

We'll take it before a criminal judge.

I'll defend you.

We must act quickly.

First, file a police report

before he does.

And go straight to the Caen hospital

to record traces of the attack.

The road ahead will be long.

It won't be easy.

You'll have to say things that are painful.

To you and your children.

It's a war.

Good!

Yes! There's lots.

Are you well?

Everything's fine.

We found old shovels for sandcastles. They're loving it.

Be strong, Blanche.

We're with you.

Love you.

Me too.

You're okay?

You'll be all right?

Look at me.

- Please, listen to me. - Sir!

I loved you.

I loved you, but badly.

- Hear me? - Sir!

I can talk to her!

No, no.

- Blanche! - Sir, no!

It'll be fine...

I'm fine.

I think he's coming.

Please follow me.

JUST THE TWO OF US