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Concretely, what does it entail

to sign an elite athlete deal?

Taking things very seriously.

Setting more time aside for practice,

in a school with a tailored timetable.

Somewhere closer to Rouen.

- Rouen? - Where the team skates.

Where they practise for the Elite Championship.

Wow, Elite Champs, OK.

My husband's company is located here.

I have my own job.

And what about our son?

I looked it up, it's doable with the 5:15 train.

You're not going to get up at 4 am and take the train alone.

It's my dream, Dad, don't you understand?

It doesn't seem possible to me.

What about boarding school?

Yes, it would cost more money, but...

Uprooting our entire family...

It's my dream, don't you understand?

What an idea to give her...

And what about our son?

ABOUT SASHA

- Hello, darling. - Hello.

Hi.

- I'll fix us a drink. - Want help?

No, I'm all right, thanks.

Go outside with your sister.

The weather's nice.

I can't, I'm too busy preparing for my oral test.

- You look it. - I am!

How to biologically define the living.

Is everything that moves living?

The universe is expanding.

But at some point, it'll stop.

Then retract.

Nothing lasts forever, Mum. Nothing.

Ever thought about that?

What happens once the universe stops expanding?

Everything will go backwards and we'll implode.

We go back to a clean slate.

And we all die.

Will humanity exist again?

We might have gone through 100 Big Bangs, who knows?

Our predecessors might have lived through things we can't imagine.

It's a dizzying thought, Mum. So dizzying!

So, no, I'm not going to play outside with Pauline.

She thinks she's funny.

Make yourself at home, I'm putting a wash on.

How are you?

I'm OK.

May I?

Sure.

I like your home.

Is this the moment you lecture me about homosexuality?

It's nice, no reason to be ashamed...

Honestly, you're quite fit.

The thing I don't understand is...

Are you after my mother or my father?

You'll be my stepdad either way.

Sasha, I'm not going to pretend your mother hasn't told me about you.

When I started transitioning,

I truly did need

my community.

I needed to meet other people going through this.

It really helped.

There are people from the Intersex Collective nearby.

I know them, they're great.

And it might do you some good

to go see them, and talk to them.

It might help.

What's your name again?

Greg.

For three years now.

Where's Michel Pig?

- Already tired of him? - No.

Are you going to keep skating around all afternoon

or come make the most of this splendid weather with me?

- Where are you going? - To the pool.

You? At the pool?

Swimming?

Sam got the keys from the firefighters.

We'll hang out.

And I can come?

No, I offered because you can't. You wanker.

Brilliant! Who'll be there?

Well... Anna, for sure, maybe Meeva...

What about Alex?

- Shut up. - Be right there!

- Let's go. - This is a bad start.

- What's wrong? - You're not spinning.

Yes, I am.

- Look. Bam, bam. - Got it.

Hello!

Go on. Hello!

Hi!

- No, no... - I'm doing what you did!

Hello!

Hi, kid.

You might be old and ugly, but you're not my mum.

This doesn't work, it's ugly.

- What? - I look like a sausage!

I'm heartbroken.

It's not personal, but it isn't pretty...

- Hello. - Hi.

You don't like it?

No, I don't!

Yo.

Wow, post-coital awkwardness...

There's tension in the air!

This spot is so amazing!

Is it yours?

It's the public swimming pool.

It's so hot in here.

Shed some layers for once.

You've been seen naked before.

So you never stop being a pain in the arse.

No. Never. I don't like it.

Hasn't he seen your moonrise?

- Bitch! - Well, I'm off for a swim.

No sense of humour there...

- Me too. - You're mean.

- I'm not mean! - No.

You're fair.

I only say what everyone is thinking.

So?

What's up?

- Nothing? - Er, no.

No. Of course.

You must think I'm an idiot.

Keep going.

What?

You're becoming overconfident.

I'm just saying.

Seriously, I don't know what you're talking about.

That's not how you do it!

You know how many views the vortex video got?

- Did we hit it big? - Big time!

27 views. Wow!

Enough of your Parisian manners!

Stop! Dickheads! It's not funny!

Take her shoes off!

Stop it! Stop it!

- Stop! - Stop, you arseholes!

Stop!

Fucking stop!

Sasha!

You're morons.

What's wrong with you?

Sasha. Sasha, you're all right.

- Sorry, we did it for laughs. - Sorry, it was a bad joke.

Guys, she's in shock.

Give her some room to breathe.

You'll be all right, breathe.

- I'm here. - You're so stupid.

You'll be all right.

Get off me!

Off! You psycho!

Don't you touch me!

Never again!

Piss off!

Never touch me again...

Go jerk off to your porn,

you dirty pervert!

Stop that!

Stop it!

I'm tired, I think.

I think it's over...

I didn't want to become my dad, but...

I've turned out worse than him.

No, you haven't.

Breathe.

You'll be all right.

You're a great guy.

I'm here. I promise, I'm here.

Are you happy?

Yes, pretend nothing's happened.

Forget it.

Go and apologise.

He's feeling terrible now! Go and apologise!

You don't understand anything.

He's violent, Pauline.

He's a psycho.

He drinks too much and watches porn.

Can't control his urges.

Don't go near him.

Don't destroy him just because you can't have him!

You're all so fucking stupid.

You're not so easy to live with!

You fuck things up everywhere you go!

No one can stand you! You've even made Dad leave!

Yeah, fuck off.

What if I told you I think you're fit

and I could even sleep with you?

You could even?

I want to die.

You could even. It's a performance.

Like crossing the ocean on a paddleboard.

It's a sacrifice!

You're up there with Mother Theresa!

We have great sex without you. That's transphobic.

Of course it is.

Can I ask if you've had surgery?

Can you walk into a bar,

meet a man and ask what his cock is like?

- No. No, you can't. - OK.

What if...

I told you...

I've always wanted to shag a trans?

- A trans? Any trans? - No...

Yes, a trans. It could be another trans person,

whatever.

We're interchangeable.

We're small interchangeable pawns.

It's dehumanising. It's transphobic.

- I'm a horrible transphobe. - Horrible.

You're a fetishist, ew.

Wait.

What if I said you must've been a sexy woman?

It's not mean!

But it's horrible!

You're bringing up the person's assigned gender!

So they won't forget!

It's horrible, stressful.

It's a big trigger. Very transphobic.

I can't say anything...

- Yeah. Boohoo. - I'd better shut up.

You can go on the internet

while grinding your nuts...

and look up resources so we can move on.

Have you heard from Sasha?

I suppose she's at Anna's, but...

she hasn't let me know.

He's in Dad's chair.

No, stay, you're not the issue.

What is the issue?

This, here. This life.

Everything's gone wrong here.

I'm doing my best.

Sure. Bring Dad back home.

Pauline!

I'll be right there!

Fancy a drink later?

The weather's nice.

I might go for a swim.

See you at the theatre.

Sasha?

I'm glad you're here. I didn't think you'd come.

It's better face to face.

Yeah. Let me introduce you.

- Hi. - Hi.

Hello. I'm Sasha.

Ovotesticular disorder.

Oh, no, I should've warned you.

You don't have to specify your variation,

or even bring it up at all.

You can if you want!

But you don't have to at all.

And while we're at it, in terms of word choice,

we try to avoid anything...

too medical, too pathologising.

Not disorders, but variations.

- OK. Sorry. - It's OK.

Mostly, please remember that you don't have to speak.

The first time can be a bit intimidating,

it's all right to simply listen,

or react if you feel like it.

You're free. All right?

All right.

Come on. Hi, everyone.

So this is Sasha.

Hello!

Alex?

Pauline here.

I need to talk to you. Ring me back?

My husband's always supported me, but...

he doesn't understand how tired I am at home,

but always on deck for...

the cause.

I still wonder if he fell in love with the invincible activist.

But the truth is...

I have so many doubts.

Elo, we're listening.

Elo. They/them.

Same with my boyfriend.

Since I told him about the...

surgical mutilations.

We've only been together for three months.

He's afraid it might remind me of...

the repetitive raping sensations.

The candles.

Given what they left me with for a vagina,

I've never had much sensation.

I don't know what to do.

What's the right move, when you meet someone?

Telling them?

Not telling them?

That's lying.

But telling them means becoming a mutilated child

in the eye of a man who suddenly...

doesn't want you anymore.

Samir?

Samir.

He/him.

My father won't get over it.

He's a doctor.

He's on a guilt trip.

He wanted to do well, the usual.

Seriously.

It's been ages

since we've talked about something else.

Since he understood the mutilations,

he's only seen me as intersex.

Marie-Hélène, she/her.

I can't go to the doctor anymore, actually.

I see myself with my feet back in the stirrups,

with all the medical staff stopping by

to take notes and pictures,

so fucking excited...

Max, we're listening.

Max.

When my father kicked me out,

it was almost a relief.

The beatings were going to stop.

He was so ashamed that he hadn't made me into a real man.

Yes, Sophie?

Sophie. She/her.

My uncle became obsessed

when he saw me in the bath, when I was four.

He stopped touching me when I pressed charges

at fourteen.

The hardest thing is,

my family didn't believe me at first.

Vick, go ahead.

If it wasn't for you,

I might not still be alive.

They thought I was lying.

I became afraid.

I know I'd be dead.

I have so many doubts.

...imagine it lasting so long...

Telling them?

I pressed charges.

Not telling them?

The repetitive raping sensations.

Who'd want to touch that thing?

Sasha?

Sasha, wait.

I haven't gone through those things. I'm not like that.