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Hello.

-Do you know him? -No.

I always wanted to have a man waiting for me at the airport.

You're finally back.

Oh, Steph. My Steph.

Fifteen seasons is enough. I did more than my share.

Otherwise, I'll end up alone dressed up as a cucumber.

It's time for me to come home and grow up.

At least, you already have a job.

You're just missing a man. Nowadays, the apps make it easier.

I'm looking for a man, not a booty call.

It's not like that anymore.

How would you know?

My friends told me.

No. Me, on an app? Never.

You can't be serious. He looks like a psychopath.

That one's 55.

There are only weirdos on your app. I'm deleting it.

You're just showing me the misfits. You met great guys. Like Paul.

Paul? Are you serious? Paul?

Fine. Maybe not Paul.

What are you afraid of?

Not knowing how to build a relationship after 15 years at Club Med?

-No. -Or that no one could ever love you?

You think?

Of course not.

That won't happen. I know you.

You're great and I love you.

Maybe I'll end up with you. Wanna make out?

-Stop it. -You believed me. Hang on.

You're such an idiot.

Go on a date with him, if you're not afraid.

I'm not. Look.

Oh, shit. I'm late.

Oh, no.

I'm coming!

You're late. Hurry up.

-Hi, Pat. -Hi, sweetie.

Where's my group?

They're at the Louvre. You've been late every day for the past two months, Zoé.

I'm sorry, but I can't cover for you anymore.

-You're right. It's not working out. -Clearly.

-I come in late every day. -Well, yeah.

-And I'm always 20 minutes late. -Yes.

So if work started 20 minutes later, I'd always be on time.

-Yeah. -And our problem would be solved.

That's impressive management, Bernard.

Bring it up to the others, okay? I have to go. They're waiting for me.

Zoé.

-The Louvre is this way. -Of course.

-I need to run it by Stanislas. -Okay. See you, Pat.

Bye, sweetie. Have a nice day.

What is this, Pat?

So are you ready? Are you looking sexy?

Oh, wow. I look awful.

Ever since I moved here, I've looked like crap.

How do you do it?

We use tons of make-up, guzzle down coffee, and get cancer under UV lamps.

Don't worry, he won't look like his picture either.

It was a drawing, which I found refreshing compared to all the others.

I have to go.

No. Put me on FaceTime. I wanna see this.

Get a life, girl. Put on a porno or something.

Thanks, but my life is perfect as it is.

Sweetie, don't drink so much tea or you'll pee all night.

Please.

Wait. He sent me a text.

His babysitter stood him up. He can't come.

Of course. What a loser.

He's inviting me to his place.

-What? -Signed "Jack the Ripper."

-You can't go. -I can't?

No, Zoé. Next thing, you'll be calling me--

Zoé. Zoé. No, no, no.

Hurry up, sweetie. The funny animal videos are about to start.

-No! -Kids, go get the door.

-Hello, ma'am. -Oh, my.

Daddy's making pasta.

-Sir? -Yes. What's going on?

Your daughter had a plastic bag over her head.

You okay, sweetie?

Adrien, are you trying to kill your sister?

-Yes! -Go play in your room!

I don't wanna see you anymore.

Charge!

I'm sorry. Who are you?

Globtrot75.

Oh, you came?

Despite being stood up and my kids.

I see. I wasn't expecting this.

I'm sorry for interrupting.

No, don't be.

Weren't we on a first name basis?

Yes, but I'm sort of intimidated.

Sorry.

Oh, my.

Oh, shit. The zucchinis! No.

Hang on.

-Water on a hot pan is not-- -Right.

-Maybe I should leave. -I think you should.

In that case…

it was a pleasure to meet you.

I think we're off to a bad start.

Especially since this was my grandmother's urn.

-No way. -Well, no.

-Can we be excused? -Yes, go ahead.

Hey. Brush your teeth.

Thanks.

So, you have joint custody?

No, their mother moved to Asia six years ago.

-Dad! -You could call it joint custody.

We switch every century. Now it's my turn.

You use a brush to wash your dishes?

Of course, sponges are outdated.

With this, you can scrub out anything.

It's eco-friendly and you can use it indefinitely.

So, there. Don't get me started on cleaning products.

-Duly noted. -I'll get you one. You'll see.

-It'll change your life. -All right.

We brushed our teeth.

And more, it seems.

What's that?

Adrien, leave it.

No, no, no.

It's very fragile.

Do you know what this is?

It's an accordion.

Hang on. Look.

Would you like a demonstration?

-Yes. -There you go.

Let me show you. No. Look.

That's so cool.

-You wanna try? -Yes!

Hang on. Gently.

Put your hand there and push.

While you press there. Let's pull together.

There you go.

All right, kids. Off to bed.

We want a story. Zoé will read it.

-No, she won't. -But it's her first time here.

It is, but that's no reason for her to do it.

-I could try. -Yes!

-Yes! -All right.

-You don't mind? -Of course not.

I'm nervous.

"Oh, but Grandma, what big teeth you have."

"The better to eat you with."

And saying these words, the wicked wolf fell upon Little Red Riding Hood

and ate her all up.

-Oh, no. -That sucks.

Why did he eat her?

It's time to sleep. Good night.

Good night.

Can you hang our resolution on the tree?

What's this?

-There? -Yeah, that's it.

Don't bother dad when he has company.

So? Is he a good lay?

-Is everything okay? -They're sleeping.

So we're starting over, I see.

-No. -Okay.

Good evening.

Would you like a drink?

No, I'm fine. thanks.

-I'm not gonna drink alone. -Of course not.

Thanks.

To us.

So, you're a tour guide?

Oh, shit. Is that the real date starting?

How old are you?

What kind of music do you like? I'm sure you're an Aquarius.

That's beautiful. What is it?

Nothing. They're just sketches.

Doodles.

I just do them for fun. For me.

-I love the Pont des Arts. -Really?

It's my favorite place in Paris.

How did you know?

Sheer luck, I guess. Or not.

What are you doing?

Wait.

What were you about to do?

Nothing. I just…

I just love your smell.

-Are you wearing perfume? -Yes. I am.

I put some on this morning. Right there.

-That's it. -Yes.

And some there, too.

Yeah, I love it.

And a bit there, too.

Thanks for telling me, because I'm not sure--

Do you ever stop kidding?

Sorry. I usually don't. Why?

What are you afraid of?

This.

Robinson. What's happening? What are you doing? Stop it.

Robinson, stop. It's not funny.

Hold on.

What the hell is going on?

There you are. It's not what you think.

He's incredible. It's--

It went amazingly well. It was--

-Excuse us, ma'am. -It was magical.

I can see that.

The kids are sleeping. Call me if they wake up.

Great. I'm babysitting now. I guess it's like riding a bike.

Where is it?

In the back, on the left. There's a kid drawing on the door.

Are you a family member?

Are you related?

I'm his wife.

Hello, ma'am. No, I'm not Robinson. I'm a friend of his.

I mean, I'm your son's girlfriend.

Yes. Zoé.

Yes, from the ski trip. That's it.

Yes, hold on. Actually, Robinson isn't feeling well.

It's nothing serious, but we're on our way to the hospital.

Yes, of course. You're in Bordeaux.

Yes. All right.

Tomorrow, then. Yes, that's perfect.

Yes. I'll take care of the kids.

I'll take care of everything. See you tomorrow.

My mother-in-law.

-Good evening. -Oh, I'm sorry.

You're Robinson Morizet's next of kin?

Yes, I'm his wife. I mean, his girlfriend.

After the epileptic seizure, he had a status epilepticus episode.

In order to prevent brain damage, we gave him antiepileptic drugs

to induce an artificial coma until the seizure ends.

Okay, and when will that be?

There's no way to know. We're going one step at a time.

Did he have alcohol?

Yes, a little.

A little or a lot?

A lot, I guess. Why? He shouldn't have?

Alcohol could've triggered the seizure, especially if he hadn't taken his meds.

For now, he needs to rest.

Get some sleep and come back tomorrow. He'll be okay.

And--

Okay, thank you, Doctor.

It's my fault. I made him drink.

Did you buy the wine?

Did you put a funnel in his mouth? You didn't know he had epilepsy.

What do I tell the kids?

You won't tell them anything. You don't even know them.

I finally meet a man who's nice, funny, intelligent,

subtle, fragile.

It's your sexual frustration talking.

You're fantasizing. I'm sure he's a total loser.

Steph.

Why did I make him drink?

Aren't his parents picking up the kids tomorrow?

There you go. You'll be free. This nightmare will be over.

You want me to spend the night?

No, I'll be fine.

You owe me 50 euros for therapy and 30 for babysitting.

Thanks, Steph.

Can't you fill in for me just this once?

-No, I can't. -It's the last time, I promise.

-But I can't-- -Zoé.

Paloma, put down the accordion.

Who are you talking to? You have kids?

No. What?

-Are you babysitting? -No, it's--

-They're-- -You have kids?

-Stop it. -I told you--

Adrien, stop bugging your sister.

Are you kidding me? You really have kids?

That's it. I have two kids.

You'd better be here at 2 p.m. sharp. Not a minute late.

Fine, I'll be there. You're heartless, Bernard.

Okay.

Where's Daddy?

Well, your father was very tired.

In fact, he was so tired that he went to the hospital.

To the hospital?

It's not really a hospital, it's more like--

It's a big house where people take care of him so he can rest.

-Like a castle? -Yes.

Exactly, a castle where nurse fairies watch over him.

There's a dragon in the castle.

Yes, there's also a dragon.

That's why we can't go right away.

We're gonna kill the dragon.

-And you're the dragon. -No, it's you.

Careful, careful. There you go.

Tell me, what do you usually do?

We go to school.

Run, run, little scoundrels!

I'll scorch your butts with my fiery breath!

Careful.

Hello?

Hi.

Hi, Mrs. Triste.

Prieste. I'm Mrs. Prieste.

-Do you hear a bell ringing? -Well, no.

No. That's because it rang 15 minutes ago.

I'm sorry, it's because their father--

We never had any trouble with Mr. Morizet.

He's very punctual, polite, and reliable.

-I see. -Go ahead, kids.

And who are you, Miss?

What's your relation to the kids?

I'm Robinson's girlfriend.

I didn't know.

And yet, here I am. Have a nice day.

Have a nice day.

Don't forget to pick them up at 12:30 with a release form signed by Robinson.

12:30? Oh, no.

"I'm stuck with the kids." Lol. Yesterday, you were single.

I'm cleaning up the kitchen after dropping them off at school.

Hashtag housewife in a matter of minutes.

You're crazy. Call me when you're released from duty.

I will.

-Zoé! -Hello, my darlings.

I'm sorry for earlier. I didn't know. They told me about their father.

Oh, yeah. Right.

They seem to love their stepmother. Really.

Isn't that sweet.

-Bye. -Bye, Mrs. Prieste.

Agathe! Jade!

-Who are you? -It's Agathe.

Wait here. Excuse me.

They're tagging along and I'm late. Can you handle them?

They're Ambre's children. Mr. Morizet takes them every other Wednesday.

Yes, of course. The Ambre kids. I mean, Ambre's kids.

I thought we were last Wednesday, that's all.

I'll handle it. No problem. Bye.

Bye.

Yes, it's fine. Four is great.

And a little anecdote, a copy of the Pont Neuf,

the oldest bridge in Paris was constructed for a movie set

Les Amants du Pont-Neuf by Leos Carax.

-Incredible, no? Yeah. -Yes.

So, thank you very much. Have a good day. Bye.

-Bye. -Thanks, bye-bye.

All right. Come on, kids, let's go.

-Off you go. -Bye, Pat.

-Bye, sweetie. -See you next week.

Thanks, Pat. Say hi to Clémence for me.

-Zoé. -See you soon.

-Bernard. -Are you kidding me?

-What? -You're bringing your kids to work now?

I'm sorry, Bernard.

You left me no choice.

A lot of people bring their kids to work. It's a growing trend.

Accountants or bakers maybe, but not tour guides.

Look, Zoé. You crossed the line. I'm sorry, but I have to let you go.

No, go home.

Bernard.

You can't leave a single mother of four high and dry.

-You only had two kids this morning. -Bye.

Your snack. Hey, kids, don't forget your snack.

Did you just get fired?

That's right.

Paloma, be careful.

What will you do without a job? Move back in with your mom?

-She doesn't know I'm back. -You didn't call her?

Hey, Adrien. Put down the stick.

You're ruining your sister's dress.

Well?

I'll rent my apartment on Airbnb if I need money.

-And crash in my living room? -Yes.

Are you okay, sweetie? What's wrong?

He's mean.

Yes, I saw. But don't hit him.

If you need to say something, use your words.

-He's a big butt fart. -There you go.

Big butt fart!

You've turned into a real mother.

Yeah. No, it's just until tomorrow morning.

His parents are okay with leaving their grandchildren with a stranger?

What did you tell them? Who do they think you are?

I couldn't tell his mother I was Zoeglobetrot75

-who just had sex with her son. -Well, yeah.

No, these poor people. I had just told them their son was in a coma.

I didn't want them to worry about the kids.

And how long have you two been together?

That's what I don't know.

His mom mistook me for someone he met on a ski trip, but I don't know when.

Obviously, since you weren't there.

You could've called.

I'm totally in the dark! Robinson didn't even call!

-Hello, Ambre. -My kids never made it to judo class!

I rushed to school, where they told me a woman had taken them!

I've been looking for them for an hour!

Not knowing what's going on! And I can't reach Robinson!

-I'm really sorry. -You're sorry? Great. You're sorry.

-And Mrs. Priste told me-- -Prieste.

Mrs. Priestre.

-No R. -This bitch!

She told me you're Robinson's girlfriend. Great.

How long have you been together?

Look, I'm really sorry for the trouble I caused you,

but my relationship doesn't concern you.

There's no relationship to begin with.

You're Robinson's latest booty call with an inflated ego.

-Hey, easy now. -You really look like a booty call, too.

Agathe! Jade! Let's go.

It was one hell of a booty call, because we just moved in together.

In her face.

Did you see her look? That shut her up.

What's it to her, seriously?

-You're living together now? -Yeah.

That's great. You're moving fast.

Can't wait for you to get pregnant.

Oh, come on. As soon as his parents get here, I'll come clean.

Is that my kids' snack? A gift from Pat the Pirate of Pigalle.

Wonderful.

What have they done to your hair?

I'm sorry for what I'm doing.

I don't know what's wrong with me.

But I don't wanna let you go.

And your kids.

I'm not scared when I'm with you.

Hi. You must be Zoé.

Yes. Hi.

We're very emotional. This is so difficult.

We must stay positive and stick together.

Oh, come on, Jean-Jean. Get a grip.

It's very important for us that you're here.

Odile, Jean, here's some coffee. Hi.

-Are you okay? -It's Zoé.

Oh, hi. Isaac. Nice to meet you.

Isaac. Yes, of course. Isaac.

You're Robinson's best friend.

-Yes. -I'm glad to finally meet you.

Yes, me, too. I'm sorry, but how long have you been dating?

-Oh, it's been-- -They met on the ski trip,

-so it's been-- -There you go. On the ski trip, so--

Six months, then.

Six months. That's it.

We'll pick up the kids from school. Remind us at what time?

Five o'clock sharp.

We'll spend the evening with them, if you don't mind.

No, not at all. I need to stop by my place anyway.

Ambre told me you were living together.

Yes, right. We do live together.

No. It's just to get the mail.

I'm sorry, but I'm very emotional and tired.

I don't feel too well, but I'll be fine.

-Are you okay? -I've been through a lot with Robinson.

-Sit down. -And I--

There you go. Are you feeling better?

Viviana and I are having people over for dinner, you should come.

Oh, no. Thanks.

We'll take care of the kids.

-You should go. -Robinson would want you to go.

I'd be happy to.

Steph, that dinner's in four hours.

They're bound to ask me questions. You gotta help me, please.

When they find out--

-No, if they find out. -When.

Once they find out the truth, they'll call the cops.

Identity theft, child kidnapping.

You won't be forgiven at the wood chapel like when you were 10.

But we never got punished.

Stop it!

If anyone checks his inbox,

or even his phone, everything will fall apart.

You don't exist.

It takes a lot of work to create a backstory.

Fine, I screwed up.

But it's too late now.

-I just feel so guilty about him. -Don't.

Their son is in a coma.

His kids don't even have a mother.

And now they barely have a dad.

I don't wanna add to their misery.

You need to tell them the truth, Zoé.

The truth is that he's the love of my life.

All right.

Notebook, pen, paperboard, Post-its, and yarn.

-Yarn? -Yes, just like CSI.

GREAT DAD WELL-ORGANIZED

ATHLETIC ENJOYS LIFE

He's the perfect man.

For the time being, all he does is beep.

He's mostly an EKG.

I'm so unlucky.

What? What?

You always get into the craziest situations.

That's what I said, I'm unlucky.

What sports is he into?

He swims at the Halles on Tuesdays.

And he plays rugby with the Flying Croco on Saturdays.

Okay. What's his pant size?

Thirty-two, sometimes 33.

Okay, you know him by heart. However…

they won't ask you about his pants. They'll want to know

why he never mentioned you. Did you work on your story?

-Yes. -Go ahead.

We chose to protect ourselves, because…

because-- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. No, no.

I had just ended a complicated relationship and, I--

-You're amazing. -Really?

Yes, you're great. They won't have the heart to question you.

And that was just 10 percent.

-Great job. -Really?

Go ahead.

You'll do great. Good luck.

Okay.

Hold on, Steph. You're taking pole dancing lessons?

You know, after 12 years, desire wanes.

I'll tell you all about it later. We're seeing a love coach.

And we're trying new stuff. We're trying things out!

May I take your coat?

-Thank you. -Thanks.

Nice to meet you. Viviana.

Viviana, Isaac's future bride. Robinson's best friend.

Robinson introduced you to each other in 2010 at--

It doesn't matter. He told me all about you.

-I see. -Pierre.

The famous Croco Pierrot from rugby. So nice to meet you.

Oh, No Money Kids.

Robinson's favorite band. He saw them live 15 times.

In 2015 at the Divan du monde, in 2016 at the Mauvaises herbes.

In 2017 at the Solidays, and in 2018 at Rock en Seine.

Wow. She's unbeatable.

Thanks.

It might seem strange given the circumstances,

but we're happy to meet you.

-Yes, we really are. -Me, too.

So, you guys met on a ski trip, is that it?

Yes, in Val d'Isère.

-When we were all together? -That's right.

Yes, and I remember all of you.

-Really? -Yes.

I was working at the P'tit Danois.

Right, the P'tit Danois.

Hang on, you were the acrobatic barmaid?

I was. That's right.

That's why I'm surprised you don't remember me.

I actually do remember you.

You were juggling shakers.

-It was amazing. -Amazing.

That's just the basics.

How about a demonstration? I have a few shakers.

-That'd be great. -Yeah.

But no. I can't, because…

my wrist. It really hurts.

I'm not sure if it's sprained or a hairline fracture.

-I should have it looked at. -That sucks.

Some other time.

Sorry I'm late, but with the restaurant opening,

is turning into a nightmare.

This is Ambre. I think you already met.

Yes.

We should go see Robinson.

He needs a friendly presence around him.

It would be great, but they only allow his family.

And his girlfriend.

I could talk to the doctor.

If you all go separately, I'm sure it would be okay.

Oh, thank you. That's so nice of you.

Are we gonna pretend much longer?

You're running away. Isaac?

What she means is that,

we don't know you.

Robinson never mentioned you.

You mean he never said anything about me?

No, nothing at all.

-I don't believe you. -I'm telling you.

I mean, we're telling you.

It's my fault.

I asked him not to say anything. Actually…

I wanted to protect myself, because…

Sorry.

I just find it hard to talk about it.

I had just gotten out of a difficult relationship and--

-What do you mean? -Come on, Isaac, can't you see that--?

Sorry, he's not very perceptive.

I'm not either,

but I'd still like to hear that difficult story.

My ex was violent.

There you have it.

My ex, too, was violent. What's the big deal?

He was very violent.

If he finds out I'm with Robinson,

it might seem crazy to you, Robinson thought it was, but--

I live in fear and…

-fear can make you crazy. -It's not crazy at all.

My father was violent. I know what it's like.

What a great idea to come up with a violent ex.

-What's wrong with you, Ambre? -What?

Wake up. Robinson's single and she's a compulsive liar.

That's enough, Ambre.

How do you explain I had sex with Robinson two months ago?

-Very classy, Ambre. Bravo. -Great.

Are you okay?

I didn't know.

That's why he didn't talk about you. He was having it both ways.

Oh, no. Don't accuse him for no reason.

I mean, he's not here to defend himself.

Whatever he did,

I won't judge him before talking to him first.

What? Relax, we just slept together once or twice.

Three at the most. And it wasn't that great.

Thank you for inviting me. Excuse me.

Wait. I'll show you out.

See you.

Please come to our wedding.

I'm sure Robinson wanted to invite you.

Yes, it's a small wedding. It'll be fun.

Meanwhile, if your piece of shit ex shows up, let me know.

I'll be fine. Don't worry.

-Thanks for everything. -Wait.

Careful with your wrist. You need to take care of it.

Bye.

Where to?

That's a good question.

I'll start driving then.

Okay, and how many hours am I missing to get my severance pay?

All I see is that you worked 406 hours.

-406? -Yes.

Over 180 days?

Yes, so far, you've logged 180 days.

Okay. Then how much am I getting?

-Nothing for now. -Nothing?

Yes. You'll need to make an appointment.

Great. Let's do that. Thanks. Have a good day.

Shit.

Hello.

Hello.

Odile took the kids to school. She'll be right back.

-You still have your-- -Oh, yes. I'm sorry.

The children must've been happy to see you this morning.

What did you do to them? They won't stop talking about you.

Oh, yeah? We love each other. It's like we've known each other for months.

-Isn't that the case? -Yes, right. Would you like some coffee?

-Sure, thank you. -All right.

I'm happy my son found love again.

Because Candice, she destroyed him.

While you, I can feel you're straight, honest,

-and healthy. -Oh, I'm sorry.

There we go.

I feel embarrassed.

Don't. Did you hurt yourself?

Yes. It's nothing, really.

-This Mrs. Pritresse is such a bitch. -Prieste.

What a bitch. I don't know how you do it.

You get used to it.

I don't know what you did to the kids.

I offered to take them home with us.

They prefer staying here with you.

It's better for them to stick to their routine.

And Zoé is part of their routine, not us.

-Right. -By the way,

I did some laundry, but I couldn't find your clothes.

They're at the dry cleaner's.

We need to hurry, otherwise we'll miss our plane.

Jean-Jean.

"In the end, the only act of courage asked of us

is to face all things strange,

wonderful, and unexplainable that happen to us."

You highlighted that part, too.

There's not much point in highlighting everything.

It's just annoying to read.

Oh, no. The kids.

By the way, we moved in together.

I'll tell you about it later.

Bye, honey.

Come in. It's open.

Hi there. Where are you?

Isaac? What are you doing here?

Oh, good. You took care of your wrist.

-Oh, yeah. -Look, I need Robinson's phone.

I'm in trouble. My DJ just canceled on me.

-For your wedding? Shit. -Yeah. Can you imagine?

The trouble is, I have no idea where Robinson's phone is.

-I could-- -Got it.

-Oh, yeah. -I just need his contacts.

He has the number of another DJ.

Oh, his DJ friend? I'm the one who introduced him.

I'm his contact, so--

Look, I'll send you his number as soon as--

Just give it to me right now.

-You're right. -Yeah.

-You're right. -Yeah.

I'll give it to you right away.

-You know what? -What?

-I'll call myself, it'll be easier. -Sure.

I'll call, okay? I'm calling.

-It's ringing. -Great.

Are you calling me?

Steph, I was just calling you. That's crazy.

Hello. I'm Stéphanie.

She's the DJ? Nice to meet you. Isaac.

For Saturday's wedding, you know?

I already told you about it. He's Robinson's friend.

Well, it's-- It's him. Isaac.

You know what? They decided to hire you.

Oh, great.

Sorry, but I was under the impression that Robinson's DJ was a guy.

I was expecting a man, but I mean--

Steph, we gotta go. I'm double-parked. Everybody's honking at me. Hello.

-This is Jérôme. -I am.

-That's why. Jérôme is the main DJ. -Nice to meet you.

-Nice to meet you. -They're a duo.

Oh, a duo. All right. I'm Isaac, the groom to be.

You know, Saturday's wedding. Robinson's friend.

It's our Saturday gig.

-We're DJs at a wedding. -Yeah.

-Yes, you're replacing the other DJ. -Oh, we're replacing.

Yes, yes, yes. We are. Yes, yes, yes.

You guys know Robinson?

If we know Robinson? Of course we do.

Robinson and I have the same musical taste.

If you know him well, it should be easy for you.

Sure.

Great.

-They'll send you an email. -No, since we're here--

If we base ourselves on Robinson's taste, it'll be easy.

-We always talk music with him. -Oh, yeah.

Great. I'm listening.

For the pre-dinner drinks, we'll put on some Easy Listening.

-And then, a bit of Indie Pop. -That's right.

-Then some Motown to set the mood. -That always works.

And later, if we follow Robi's taste, we'll put on some French Electro.

Like Polo & Pan, Tame Impala, and N'to.

-And No Money Kids, of course. -Of course.

You really do know him.

Of course, it's Robi the Robot.

The Peanut King.

I don't get it.

I gotta go, I'm double-parked.

Me, too. I need to go get the kids at school.

Oh, yeah, sorry. I'll leave you to it. And thanks.

-Bye. -See you Saturday.

Okay. Okay. Okay.

You're doing great.

Come here, sweetie.

She's simpering.

Come on, Ambre.

She's constantly trying to charm people. She's totally fake.

You're such a pain in the ass.

She's moving on to the family.

-Wanna dance, sweetheart? -Let's go.

I'm sorry. I mean, my wife.

Doesn't she get tired?

Hey, Zoé. Zoé! Fancy seeing you here.

Sorry, you're mistaken. I don't know you.

-Come on, Zoé. It's me. -No, no, no.

-I'm sorry, but-- -You don't remember me?

We met in Greece, three months ago.

-Thomas the Pecker. -No.

Sexy Zoé is giving me the cold shoulder?

-You weren't shy before. -Stop harassing me.

Come on, Zoé.

This is interesting.

There's a lot of action going on here. Oh, hello.

Hi, there. Do you--?

-Yes. -Yes.

-A drink? -Yes.

-There you go. -Thank you.

-I'm Ambre. -Really?

Thomas. Tell me. You're not the bride, are you?

-No. -That's good.

Yeah.

-It's awesome. -Thanks.

-Zoé. -Hey, sweetie.

-Wanna dance? -That's my cue.

Can you stop the music, please?

I have Robinson's speech…

who can't be with us today.

It's gonna be hard not to cry. Emotionally speaking,

I feel maxed out. It's pretty intense.

It's called "The Better Half."

And since Robinson found his,

I'll ask her to come and read his speech.

That's what he would've wanted.

-Zoé. -Zoé.

-Come on, Zoé. -Zoé. Zoé. Zoé.

Zoé. Zoé. Zoé.

Okay, I'll do it.

You'll do great.

"The Better Half.

Some people have love, others have friendships.

But some actually find both.

And Isaac…

you've found your better half.

She's the one who makes you laugh and cry.

She revealed the best version of yourself.

And when she's not there, you feel like a part of you is missing.

When you find your better half…

you must keep it.

Never let go.

And never forget why you fell in love."

-Bravo. -Thank you.

Bravo.

-Hold on. -Bravo!

Bravo.

Bravo. Bravo.

Sorry.

It's sunny and it's hot Tell me where?

In Gregolimano

What's wrong, Sexy Zoé?

You don't remember me? Thomas the Pecker.

-Hey-- -Is that your ex?

-Is that him? -Yes, I knew he'd find me.

It was at Club Med. What if I show you my--?

Hey, what's your problem?

Hey, stop it. Enough!

That was great. Did you see that?

Are you okay? You're bleeding!

Are you proud of yourself?

You ruined their wedding and Jérôme got beat up.

No, it was fine. I liked it.

You got an innocent man arrested.

I'm sorry, Steph.

I already heard all your excuses.

-Where did we park? -Over there.

Wait. You had enough to drink, Ambre.

Don't tell me what to do, okay?

I talked to Thomas and he told me about your trip to Greece three months ago.

So no, no, no, you couldn't have been with Robinson.

I'm giving you a chance, because I'm graceful.

Get lost or I'll tell everyone about you.

I don't know if you can hear me, but I never felt like this before.

I know we hardly know each other, but there's things we can't explain.

I felt like saying "I love you" as soon as I saw you.

I have you under my skin. It's real.

But the truth is…

I'm all alone in this.

I'm going crazy.

And I'm hurting everybody.

So…

I have to put an end to it.

Farewell, Robinson.

Nurse! Nurse!

She's a compulsive liar. I knew it all along.

Calm down. Now's not the time.

-Thomas told me everything. -Stop it. Just stop.

Robinson's alive. I'm sick of your jealousy.

I'm not jealous.

He reacted to a strong emotional stimulus.

It's quite rare, but it happens.

What was the stimulus?

I don't know.

I told him I loved him and I kissed him.

He probably heard you.

The unconscious is a mystery. At first, he'll be weak.

After-effects are to be expected, but he'll get better.

It'll come in fragments. You need to be patient and kind.

You can help him by telling him about the memories you shared.

Don't hesitate to repeat over and over again.

Especially you, ma'am.

-Shall we? -Ambre, come back.

Robinson. Do you remember Zoé, your friend?

Robinson, hey.

How are you, man? Talk to me.

-What's wrong? -Hang on.

Yes, yes.

What is it? What?

He thinks you're a nurse.

He needs to rest.

We'll let you rest, Robinson. I'll be back.

We'll be back.

Come on.

Can't you see? He woke up. We can be together now.

You told me to stop fearing love. That's what I'm doing.

Steph, he woke up just as I was about to leave.

You'll dig your own grave over a coincidence.

You're not listening to me. He woke up when I told him I loved him.

Just when I said goodbye, he grabbed my hand.

It has to mean something.

His heart spoke out, I'm sure of it.

What about his memory?

I'll be his memory.

I won't ruin our future just because we have no past.

You won't ruin your future, just because you have no past?

Do you even hear yourself?

I'm talking about love and magic.

Forget it. You don't get it. It's too irrational for you. Look at your life.

No.

Steph, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. Steph.

Put your hand there.

A bit further. That's good. Very good.

Come to me. Come to me.

So, we met six months ago.

-Yes. -On a ski trip in January.

At the P'tit Danois?

Your friends were hammered. You came up to me.

I made the first move?

That's funny. I never do that.

That's exactly what you told me.

You also said I was so beautiful you couldn't pass me by.

Shit, why did I drink so much? I'm such an idiot.

Didn't you know I had epilepsy?

Yes, of course, but--

I didn't know you hadn't taken your meds.

Oh, shit, my pills. Yes, of course.

Fine, I confess. I tried to poison you.

I was sick of you. I needed to breathe. Your coma did me a lot of good.

-You okay? -Yeah.

You prankster.

No Money Kids. You know them?

-We went to see them live. It was amazing. -Really?

Then we watched the sunrise on the Pont des Arts.

We were drinking beer and talking about the future.

You always surprise me with a drawing or a poem.

As soon as we get into a habit, even a good one, you break it,

so we don't take anything for granted.

We have so much fun together.

And we have hot sex. We make love, too, but we have hot sex.

You're so joyful and creative.

You're funny, mysterious, and original.

I am?

Could you bring me my phone? I think it would help me.

-Your kids broke it. -Shit.

I already told you. You need to buy a new one. Focus, love.

-Love? -Yes, love.

Like my love, my lover, my loving friend.

My loved one, my better half.

The better half.

-I remember that. -Yeah. That's how we call each other.

-That rings a bell. -That's how we call each other.

It's crazy, because I remember some stuff.

But other things are a total blank. It's crazy. I don't understand.

Like what?

Us, for example. I don't remember anything.

-Nothing. -Nothing?

You still have nothing?

Still nothing?

Did we ever make love in water?

Do you ever stop kidding?

What are you afraid of?

-I brought you this. -Thanks. You're a life savior.

I entered your name in case you relapse. We can't be too careful.

Moron.

I'm so happy to see you. Rehabilitation seems to be working well.

Yeah, I'm feeling better.

Did you also have an extreme makeover?

Zoé brought some of my clothes. Why?

-These are your clothes? -Yeah.

A striped shirt? That's your style now?

What?

Do you remember him at least?

-Oh, shit. -Yeah. You can say that again.

I missed your wedding. Shit, I'm so sorry.

Had you died, I would understand, but now I feel like strangling you.

-I'm sorry. -All right.

I brought some pictures. That's what you missed.

You guys were really handsome.

These were your DJs? You hired a couple?

Very funny.

What do you mean? They're your DJs.

-Yeah. -Your friends.

-Stéphanie and her man. The rocker. -The rocker?

Yeah, the crazy dude.

I'm sorry, but I have no idea who they are.

Then again, I don't even remember my girlfriend, so it's tough.

What about Ambre, wanna talk about her?

Hi, Daddy.

-Hey, my darlings! -A foosball table!

Hello, love.

-You okay? -Yes. And you?

What about Ambre?

-Ambre? -No, forget it.

Hey, kids. Aren't you gonna kiss your uncle?

And your Dad, mostly. Finally.

Look what I found.

Oh, it's the Snowflake Princess.

We should pack your stuff.

WE LOVE YOU DEAR DADDY

-Thank you, guys. -I almost did it all by myself.

We have to protect him. We don't know anything about her.

You're being paranoid, Ambre.

Come on, it's my turn.

Look, Zoé gave me this amazing guitar.

Great.

Come on. Let's do it together.

-No. -Come on, it's my turn.

Come on, please.

Let me do it. Please.

You want irrefutable proof? There you go.

-Why is he here? -No, sit down. Sit down.

-Sit down. -He'll explain everything.

Well, sit down.

-Thank you. -Stop it, Zoé!

-It's her crepe. -It's so delicious.

-You should see your face. No, no, no. -No, no.

-This was on the excursion. -It's photoshopped.

I can't believe it. I knew it.

Grandma, what big teeth you have.

Yeah!

-Yeah! -No!

Bravo.

-Thank you. -Bravo, Zoé.

-Good night. -Good night, sweetie.

-Can you lend me your accordion? -Okay.

Thank you.

Hi, Isaac. Hi, everybody.

Hey, Robinson. It's Isaac.

Call me back. It's really important. There's something I need to tell you.

And I can't--

Zoé has been lying to you all along. She's manipulating you.

I knew it from the beginning, but no one listens to me.

They know everything. I'm so sorry.

When are you getting your phone?

Monday. Why?

No reason.

Monday's good.

The kids are with their grandparents. They left for the weekend.

I saw them live in Zurich.

-Were you there? -Yeah, maybe.

Shit.

It's nothing. It's for work.

I need to send it today, though. Tell me when you see a mailbox.

You're full of mysteries.

You didn't say where we're going.

That's right, Mr. Bond.

Mystery is the spice of life.

I won't be long.

Sorry.

No peeking.

You're making a mistake. She's crazy. COME BACK.

You're right. I'll tell her I know everything.

Are you expecting someone?

-Shall we? -We shall.

Shit.

I've never been kidnapped before.

Oh, stop it. It's nice to walk in the woods.

Look at these beautiful chestnut trees.

You're a chestnut expert, too?

Yeah. I used to pick them with my dad when I was young.

Actually, I only went once.

It's my last memory of him.

When I was seven, he--

Just like that. Without warning.

It was--

Anyway.

What about your mom?

I stayed with her, but it wasn't much better.

Now you know. Shall we?

-Zoé? -What?

Why are you with me?

I have two kids, a loan, I've been working at the same place for 15 years.

That's what I love about you.

You're not me.

Are you coming?

-Wait up. -Are you scared?

No, I'm not. Stop it.

I gotta tell you.

It's one hell of a surprise. I didn't expect that at all.

Seriously.

We're completely lost. We're in the middle of nowhere.

You're wrong. This is the Forest of the White Lady.

Very funny.

She shows up at every turn.

You're an idiot.

I scared you.

Oh, shit.

-What? -My battery's dead.

That's great.

-Oh, shit! -Oh, no. Be careful.

I'm okay. I'm fine.

-Give me your bag. -No, I'm fine. I'll manage.

There's a house.

Yeah, so? It's not a hotel.

It's dark and it's cold.

There's the ghost of the White Lady. We'll just ask to make a phone call.

You can't just bother people like that.

We should. There's lots of nice people. You'll never make it without trying.

I took a chance by going to your place on the first date. I wasn't scared.

-Not bad. -Yeah.

Here are some sheets.

My wife usually makes the bed, because I don't know how.

It's perfect. Thank you. We don't want to intrude.

No, not at all. It's nice to have some company.

Nadette works at COPEC on Thursdays and Fridays.

And she stays the night, because it's easier that way.

It's too far of a commute?

No, not at all. Saint-André is very close.

She and her colleague, Patrick, they finish late.

It's better not to drive at night, right?

-Yes, of course. -Yes. It's safer that way.

Yeah.

It's safer.

All right.

I'll leave you two lovebirds alone.

I made you a snack downstairs. Make yourselves at home.

Don't you want to eat with us?

No, I already ate. Plus, I wake up early.

Help yourself to a nice bottle of wine, too.

Thank you.

Nadette and I love good wine. Good night.

She's totally cheating on him.

I forgot to leave the sheets.

The sheets. Thanks.

Oh, wow. That's so nice of him. It's almost embarrassing.

It is really nice.

We could've ended up in a lousy hotel in an industrial area.

You were right to ask for help.

And you should see his selection.

Did you take your pills?

You'll see.

No way, a Côte-Rôtie.

It's my favorite wine.

You look like a child.

An alcoholic child, but still.

What else does he have?

Hang on.

He's got some amazing stuff.

You have your phone.

No, why?

-Did you listen to your messages? -No.

Listen to them, please.

-Why? Is it important? -Robinson, please.

I don't feel like it.

Not right now.

So how about that Côte-Rôtie?

Were our weekends always this crazy?

No, this is the most ordinary one so far.

-Really? -Yeah.

Tell me about the other ones.

-Do you remember Tourcoing? Tourcoing? -Yes.

-I think I do. -You remember?

Yeah.

-We were going to Lille. -Yeah.

And you missed the stop.

Yeah, I remember now.

It was my fault, I was reading my favorite book.

Yes, the one on the beach.

Yes, I was so into it that, I missed the stop.

After that, we went to a hotel.

-The one in front of the station. Yes? -Yes.

-You remember? -Called the Terminus.

-That's it. -The Terminus.

An hour and a half on the zipline.

I told you I was afraid of heights. What can I say?

-About that. -What?

Wasn't it there that I first told you I loved you?

No, I don't think so.

No, not in Charleville-Mézières either.

Nor in Aubagne or Vesoul.

It must've been on the Pont des Arts.

Robinson?

What's wrong?

You're leaving?

It's over.

In fact, it never even started.

-You can't do this. -Don't.

-You did all this. -It was--

It was so good, I--

I--I couldn't stop myself.

I couldn't.

-I'm sorry. -You're sorry?

I'm sorry, too, but I need to get back to reality.

We could start over.

We can't, Zoé. There is no us.

-Yes. -No. You don't know me.

But this is real. It was real when we met.

And ever since you woke up. It's all been real.

It's nothing but hot air.

How could I ever trust you?

If only you'd been brave enough to tell me the truth.

I was going to tell you the truth in the forest chapel.

-What? -It's a place in my village.

When Steph and I misbehaved,

we'd ask for forgiveness and everything would work out.

How old are you?

Robinson. No. Robinson.

-I can't believe it. -Daddy! Daddy.

Over one hour to get here from the airport. Over an hour.

Hi. These bike lanes are awful.

Did you have fun at your grandparents'?

-We missed you. -Oh, I missed so much, too.

Where's Zoé? She's not there?

Zoé? Actually,

she's not. She had to go home.

Because-- Sweetie, please.

Please stop. Just for now.

Come on, kids. Let's go to your room with all your toys.

-Our room is over there. -Oh, yeah. You're right.

-Hey, Robinson. -Yeah.

You'll be okay. We're here for you.

I know. Thanks.

The Internet makes it so easy for con artists and frauds these days.

-All Zoé had to do was-- -Shut up.

I'm serious. Shut your mouth.

Robinson, we're sorry. We didn't see it coming.

-I, on the other hand, knew all along-- -Ambre.

Yeah, we were totally lame. We fell under her spell and--

-Not me. -Will you shut up?

She even turned us against each other. She's that good.

She even turned us against each other. She's that good.

Like that? You like it?

You do like it.

Now thank me.

Sorry.

You've been here two weeks and you still can't open it.

I'm sorry, Steph.

The Sri Lankan are staying for another week.

Stop apologizing. Enough already.

It's thanks to you that Jérôme and I rekindled our flame.

Without the wedding, I mean, the fight really--

Yeah, I don't wanna know.

Tell me about your job.

Being a medical secretary is pretty good.

I have a fixed schedule, it's very consistent.

I have regular tasks, we even have luncheon vouchers.

Yeah.

I'm gonna go back to Club Med for another season.

Are you sure?

That's all I know how to do.

I bought my ticket for Istanbul. It's settled.

Go see your mother before you leave.

I forgot about him.

Yes, I'm very happy.

Many resolutions were ratified.

What does that mean?

You know, Paloma.

It means we all agreed to do it.

For example, Adrien,

you shouldn't burp at the table.

The wolf mask isn't funny without Little Red Riding Hood.

It isn't?

Don't use your big voice, it's not funny without Zoé.

Okay.

Hey, you made some new ones.

We wrote some with Zoé.

You did? Nice.

"Take care of Daddy."

"Love him deeply and pray to the stars he wakes up."

That's very nice.

I'm turning 40, Mom.

I've been in Paris for a few months now.

I see.

The truth is, I find it hard to visit you.

Whenever I'm less than 50 km away, I feel a knot in my stomach.

If your father had been there--

I was there.

So, what?

I can tell you that I love you, if you want.

I can hug you.

No. I'm fine.

But can I?

Can I hold you?

Why not?

Let's do it.

And the problem is a lot easier…

According to Buddha, you'll have a beautiful life.

Don't worry.

Thank you.

I'm sorry, but I have to go. I'm already late.

-Okay. -Thanks for everything.

Thank you, kids. I'll take my underwear. Thanks.

And…

enjoy your stay.

Bye.

Thanks for coming so quickly. It's a bit rushed, but we love your style.

Thank you.

We really loved it.

Some work still needs to be done.

Certain funny situations require more precise drawings.

We'd like to add emphasis on the more important drawings.

But it's essentially all there.

The poetry, the story's originality,

the writing is very witty. It's a unique book.

When I say I love you, my love becomes infinite.

Here, this is your copy.

You can look over the layout and tell us what you think.

Do you have my co-author's number?

Your co-author?

No, we thought you worked alone.

Excuse me. I--

I--

Could you slow down in front of the Pont des Arts?

PARIS LOVES YOU

You have to shake the snow globes.

When the tourists go by, shake them to grab their attention.

Otherwise, they won't see them.

My passport.

Oh, there it is.

There you go.

-Vichnarajouliparam Ashnar? -Excuse me?

-This isn't you. -Oh, no. Shit. Oh, no. Shit.

Hurry up, I'm gonna miss my plane!

Don't worry.

-I'm late! I can't believe it! -Calm down.

Your GPS sucks. You gotta turn right.

There! Make a right!

Robinson! No!

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry I made you fall off your scooter.

I'm sorry for your coma and messing up your life. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for lying to you and for everything I'll do from now on.

Because it can't stop here.

It's okay, ma'am.

Everything will be okay, ma'am.

Robinson.

Robinson. It's me, Zoé. Can you hear me?

Robinson!

What?

I hate you.

Me, too.

Robinson finally believed Zoé.