All language subtitles for Le.Peril.Jeune.1994.VOF.1080p.WEB.DD5.1.x264-AxZerk.eng

Hey, Bruno.

Has she had it yet?

No, we have plenty of time.

Wow, you've really changed!

What's up?

You cut your hair!

Leather jacket, the works!

We saw each other
at Momo's birthday.

Yeah, that's right.

Still, it's been 3 or 4 years.

Yeah, it's crazy.

- Congratulations.
- Thanks.

- Are you the father?
- Yes.

- May l?
- Of course.

Which of you is the father?

- There is no father.
- Pardon me?

There is no father.

Because he died a month ago.

- Sorry.
- It happens.

Yeah, I'm sorry too.

You get an extra ball!

Block it!

Tomasi,
come play the extra ball.

Move over, guys.

Easy with the machine
or you're dead meat.

- How about another try?
- We're 10 minutes late.

Why do you tell strangers
that Tomasi's dead?

It's stupid to provoke people!

What's the big deal?
He asked where he was.

Should I have said
he's taking a leak?

- Chill out, guys.
- Who cares about him?

Mr. High Principles over there
is such a damn hypocrite!

You can be such an asshole!

Cut the shit!

- You started.
- Pain in the ass!

Where do you think you are?

- It was his fault, Ma'am.
- Stop it.

You haven't changed one bit.

How did he meet Sophie?

She was at school with us.

She was a sophomore
when we were seniors.

I can even remember
the first time Tomasi met her.

I asked them to come have a drink
with her friends.

I asked them
lots of questions.

Then there was a long silence.

Have you ever had sex?

No, never. How about you?

That's really personal.
Why should we answer?

No reason.

How about you?

That depends.

It's funny
they had a baby 5 years Iater.

EspeciaIIy because for him, back then,

famiIies and coupIes were for suckers.

Like beIonging to a poIiticaI party.

Like I was saying,

I wonder whether
we should join a party or not.

You've seen what they're like.

The Trotskyists think we're phony.

The Communist Youth
wants us to get their card.

The women's libbers don't want us
because we're guys. What do we do?

- I can't just keep quiet.
- Me neither.

I don't want to waste time
with all those dickheads.

We can't just sit
in our little corner!

- What's on your mind?
- Nothing at all.

Are you nuts?

She's a sophomore!

- So?
- So...

You're crazy.

I don't remember a thing.

Hold on a second.

I don't remember much,
but it just sort of came back.

It's weird.
I remember everything differently.

I remember the café, but not Sophie.

But do any of you remember Felicity?

- The black girl?
- Yeah.

Get your stories straight.

You saw what you saw
and I saw what I saw.

I remember what I remember
and you...

Do you remember every day,
for 7 years: "Hey man, what's up?"

- Tomasi, what's up? How's tricks?
- Groovy...

So, like... everything's groovy, man.

Keep cool. Here comes Caroline.

You feel like going?

Where?

- It depends.
- So we cut classes?

But there's gym.

Leon, are you coming
to the meeting at noon?

It's a student body meeting.
Are you coming?

- What, Marie?
- Come on.

There's a meeting.

Marching against unemployment.
That's new.

Sure it's new.
We have to do something. It can't go on.

Why march for the right to work?

Come on, let's go.

Later, Marie.

Show me your morning reading.

700,000 UNEMPLOYED!

Give me some paper.

- Are you in the L.C.R.?
- No, the G.A.G.

Unemployment...

The theme of the day.

I have a slogan: Loiter today
to loiter better tomorrow!

Perfect!

"Loiter today
to loiter better tomorrow."

Front-Iine Anarchist Group

Or "Strike against unemployment"?

That's better.

"Front-line Anarchist Group"...

- Why not F.A.G.?
- Because we're no fags!

It's obvious.

Of course it is.

Let me remind you
we're a little late.

That's for sure, I guess.

Don't run!

Is this your idea of fun?

For Nietzsche,
you have to win your Iiberty

from the State.

For Rousseau,
it must be guaranteed

and protected by the State.

Come in.

I'll say it again
for Tomasi, Chabert and company.

For Nietzsche,
liberty must be won.

For Rousseau,
it's guaranteed.

Were you playing pinball?

No, just talking.

"Man is born free,

but is everywhere in chains."

Go see the principal, Zareba!

That sucks.

You let us in
but throw him out.

He came in 15 seconds after us.

That's not fair.

If you're not happy about it,
you can leave too.

What do I care?

Today's topic was liberty?

That's right.

I'll learn it outside.

Sorry.

Excuse me.

Why them? They're not the only ones
who come in late.

If there were a class in pinball,
you'd breeze through it.

Hey, guys.

I just wanted to tell you
I appreciate it.

Shit!

The earth's substratum...

is composed of...

mostly zinc and lead.

The relative absence

of coal and oil

- if we exclude Sicily -

and of minerals containing iron,
means that

the productivity
of italian industry...

What does productivity mean?

It's the ratio between the product
and the means of production.

What a dumb-bell.

She really shovels on
her make-up.

However, from 1960

to 1973,

energy consumption doubled.

We went to see Amarcord.

Amarcord.

Never heard of it?
What a movie!

This is just to show

how important oil has become
in italy.

You idiot! St. Etienne
played Liverpool on TV last night!

I hate liver! I hate liver!
I hate Liverpool!

What did I just say?

14 percent.

Yes...

In a way, today's world

is ruled by energy.

- Voyeurs!
- You horny pigs!

You want some binoculars?

Run, run!

Don't order me around!

That's right, don't mind me.

Chabert, show us how to do
the Fosbury Flop.

Start it off slowly

and exaggerate the extension
of your arms and legs.

Mr. Lmbert, why don't you
show us yourself?

Are you being flip with me, Arema?

It's Zareba.

Don't you have proper gym attire?

Go on. They're staring.

Cut it out.

I'm trying to concentrate.

Remember last night?

Check this out.

VogIio una donna!

VogIio una donna!

What are you shouting up there,
Tomasi?

That I want a woman.
It's normal, isn't it?

Not really.

Don't you ever want a woman,
Mr. Moroni?

Yes, but...

So didn't you ever feel like
screaming it out loud?

Stop this monkey business, Tomasi.
Climb down.

Man comes from monkeys.
Tomasi is man. Tomasi no climb down.

Congratulations. Your excellent logic
has earned you a pink slip.

If you're as good in Math
as in Philosophy,

you'll realize
one more means suspension.

How many suspensions
before expulsion?

Don't push me, Tomasi.

Come on, Mr. Moroni.
Everyone's smiling.

Don't you ever laugh?

I've had enough.

Come down immediately!
Go directly to my office.

You know the way.

Continue with your gym class.

The case is closed.
There's no more discussion.

Can we come in?

This isn't a meeting for you.
We just want women here.

Just women...

What can you talk about
that we can't hear?

- Women's things.
- We're like women.

Not me!

Sorry to bother you.

- We prefer to be alone.
- We'll just sit in a corner.

Women today need to solve
their problems without men.

For centuries, we've endured
patriarchal oppression.

Now we, as women,
have to get organized.

You can't hold us
responsible for that.

We're open enough
to discuss your oppression.

We can solve your problems,
men and women together.

Or you'll marginalize yourselves
into a ghetto.

My buddy's a smooth talker.

You can't say he's wrong.

Our power scares you.
But we don't need you all the time.

Not all the time means sometimes.

Just because women were excluded

doesn't mean
you should exclude men.

There's no denying that.

We're not denying it.
All we want is to be left alone.

We'll talk with you later.
It's different if you're here.

We wanted to merge
your group with G.A.G.

What great phallocratric humor!

Seriously, can't we come in?

- Then we'll start a men's group.
- Do that.

And since we're open-minded,
you can come whenever you want.

We'll all open up together.

What's your problem?

Now you're getting hostile.

Go take it out
on the pinball machine.

Who's marching with us
and who isn't?

Of course we're coming.

But we want to use these meetings
to discuss serious stuff.

Like unemployment.

It's cool not to work,
and all of a sudden it's a problem.

What we don't want
is to come here to discuss

Trotsky and class struggle.

You don't even know
what class struggle is.

I don't know what it is?

Make me laugh.

I don't know what class struggle is?
I know more about it than you!

Shut your face!

You gab about "banner size"

and "do we walk there
or take the metro?"

That's not gabbing.
That's organizing.

You pseudo-anarchists
don't care about that.

She's right!

If we stop working,
we can think of more important things.

You're talking pure utopia.
Typical male reasoning.

For women, the right to work
is not alienating.

It's liberating.

It's the same for all women:
We're sick of being housewives.

None of you can understand that.
We're sick of being housewives.

Don't forget:
We leave for the march at 2.

I pigged out at lunch.

Asshole!

Give me some apples!

Stop it, goddammit!

People are starving to death
in Bangladesh!

Shit, man. In Bangladesh?

And you laugh, Leon.

I'm not laughing!

It's funny. We're having fun.

You're acting like jerk-offs.

It's no big deal.

Beat it.

Since when is your brother a dickhead?

Come on...

I'm waiting.

X?

- Minus X?
- Yes.

That's right.
But do you get it?

The answer's not important.
It's irrelevant.

What's important
is how you get there. Understand?

Okay. Good.

You can sit down now, Maurice.

Come on...

I know this is your last class.
I need a nap too.

Just 5 more minutes...

and I'll tell you all
the story of the zero.

I think Caroline's looking at me.

Go talk her up.

You think I should?

What's up?

Class wasn't too tough?

So long.

- Anyone got pinball money?
- I'm broke.

I'm going to study
for my History test.

I'm going to talk to her.

Go on, go on...

Brigitte?

Leon, come on back.

Hurry up!

You didn't have
something to say?

What an ass.

Shit!

Yeah!

Okay, let's go.

One more then I'll hit the books.

Only if I get it.

Shit!

Kick!

Chabert shoots!

Go for the lob!

What are you doing?

I'm studying, Mom.

- Are you sure?
- Sure I am.

Will you play dominoes with us?

I can't. I have to work.

I have a Math test tomorrow.

That's the way.
Keep on screaming!

We've talked about this
a million times.

You'll never understand.

I don't want to.

Try listening
to what your father says.

What for? We'll never agree.

I won't spend my life in a bakery.
I want to go to college.

Who'll pay for it?

- At least we weren't pseudo-activists.
- So you lived in "the good old days".

When you were at school,
political parties were different.

I'm not telling you
to join the Party.

But at least they're organized
to fight efficiently.

Their organization stops them
from thinking.

They repeat their leaders' speeches
like parrots.

So what are you suggesting, Leon?
What's your point?

Maybe we don't know what we want,

but we know what we don't want.

We won't be like sheep.

So you do nothing.
You don't even have a school paper.

- Is the G.A.G. A party?
- Not at all.

It's just a joke.

All you do is joke around.

So what?
Should we act morose, like you?

"Flower Power" - remember that?

The 60's were a joke too.

They were more than that.

There was a real fight going on,
with big issues at stake.

Do you want more fries?

By the way,
what is class struggle?

What's class struggle?

Are you kidding?

I mean, I know what it is,
but I just want to know what it is...

exactly.

Stop laughing.

What is this?
So you smoke now?

Can't you knock first?

Change your tone.

And put that out!

Look who's talking!

Don't feel obliged to imitate
every stupid thing I do.

I don't want your lungs
to look like mine.

Sorry, but that's the way it is.

First you get help,
then I'll stop.

Tell your friends
not to call so much.

I get no calls for myself.

You're the only one to get any.

- What's this all about?
- Tomasi's on the phone.

You could have said so!
Pain in the ass!

And don't yak all afternoon.

You and I better have a talk.

We never talk anymore.

Yeah, I'll be right back.

Go ahead. I'll wait.

No, it's cool.

You know the guy. I don't.

- No, we'll go together.
- Come on.

It's no big deal.

What do you want?
Lebanese? Moroccan?

What will 100 get us?

There's a guy watching us.

- Where?
- He's over there, watching us.

- What was that?
- There's a guy staring at us.

You got a few minutes?

- There's someone watching us.
- Where?

That's Joe. Come on over.
He's a buddy.

Come here, Joe.

- Hey, man.
- Hey, Joe.

My name's Jean-Marc,
but people call me Joe.

Let me buy you guys a drink.

I have something to show you.

You'll love it. Come on.

I go down to Katmandu
the way you go down to Lyon.

I'm like thrilled
to bring you here.

Hey, what's up?

Tell her I'm here.

Like, if you ever need me,
he knows where I'm at.

So like Katmandu
is like the place to go.

There are guys there
that live to 120. More or less.

The stuff that goes on there...
Not in your wildest dreams.

You're like on another planet.

Your mind explodes.

He's the Tree Shepherd.

He's like in touch with nature.

He lives in the Latin Quarter.
Follow me.

- How are you?
- Fine, and you?

Meet the Philosopher.

Everyone calls him Britannica.
Don't ask me why.

Did you know
Spinoza and the Orient are linked?

There's like something essential
down there.

Human relations are cooler.
It's all in the eyes.

There's no blah-blah.
Here, everyone blabbers on.

There, you're like...
in direct contact.

People can sense if you're full of shit
or if you're real.

Relationships are a lot less
superficial than here.

Hey, what's up?

You see? Here I am.

Don't forget the money
you owe me.

There's like... no more...
no more up, no more down.

You don't know which way is North,
or where your wife is...

but it's cool.

It's like...

the four elements fuse...

You got your air, your earth,
and the other one.

Anyway, you're like totally
at one with space.

Let's get going.

Didn't you want
to show us something?

With this,
you'll learn tons of shit.

You'll get a handle
on tons of stuff.

We don't have enough money.

Come on,
leave money out of it.

We're buddies.

Friend to friend.
Don't let money come between us.

Hand it over!

Give me the dope!

This may take time.

I'm going to pee.

Turn out the lights.

Did you know
they were shooting up?

Of course.

How about you, Momo?

Sort of.

I better call Brigitte.

It's funny
that Sophie asked us to come.

Why? We used to hang out together.

Remember getting ready
for demonstrations?

Like real warriors.

- Are you coming with me?
- What class?

- English.
- Who should I go with?

Come with Marie and me.

The two hemispheres,
joined by the faIx cerebri,

accommodate consciousness
and intelligence

in all human beings.

Excluding Chaprot,
whose skull is empty,

and who may end up in detention.

Asshole.

Now let me continue.

The purpose of the brain
is to coordinate...

- Excuse us.
- What is it?

- Can we say something?
- Okay, but make it quick, please.

We've decided to go on strike

in order to go to the march
this afternoon

against the extensive lay-offs.

Who cares? It's not our problem.

We can't miss school
with the baccaIaureat coming up.

We're in the science track.

- Your track record is shit.
- Stop it.

Is this over now?

What happens out there
concerns us all.

For the less selfish among you,
the march starts at 2.

We have an announcement to make.

It's about the strike.

Fascist!

If he doesn't want to,
you can't force him.

Or else you're the fascist.

We have an announcement to make.

You're on, Bruno.

So like...
we have an announcement...

To make.

The Student Union held elections...

I mean, we took a vote...

We're marching this afternoon
against unemployment.

A march...

- To fight against...
- Unemployment.

- Is there much unemployment here?
- Yes, too much.

700,000 officially.

Ruling class propaganda!

What will marching do? Zilch.

If you do nothing,
nothing will change.

I heard that in two years,
there won't be any more unemployment.

It has to do with oil.

We'll tell you what to do.
We'll form a procession.

See you later.

We're counting on you.

Hey, Zareba,
it's your brother.

We have something to say.

- Be my guest.
- Thanks.

Well, we've decided
to go on strike

against unemployment this afternoon.
We'll all be marching.

If we march too,

will our parents find out?

That depends.

Not if everyone does it.

Look at that Trotskyist.
He thinks he's an urban guerilla.

Hand this out to everyone.

You guys take the banner.

Hold it exactly in the middle.

What are the lemons for?

In case of tear-gas.

Be careful.

Some fascists will definitely
worm their way in.

- Thanks for nothing.
- It's hard to be a woman.

Cut the cowboy act.

What do you think?
You're going off to war?

That's not nice.
We go out of our way not to act macho.

Like I said, Momo:
"A woman's place is in the home".

- Just like dogs.
- Women's Lib = S.P.C. A!

- Yeah, right!
- You're such a dick!

You're going too far.

If we get spIit up,

we'II aII meet at RepubIique.

At the intersection
of Magenta and Chateau d'Eau.

Come on!

Students! UnempIoyed!
Together!

Women's Lib! S.P.C.A.!
Together!

And I shouted,

Yes, I shouted:

"StaIin, come back, StaIin!"

And I cried,

Yes I cried: "Lenin..."

Listen guys,
we're not here to party.

This isn't a party, get it?

We shaII, we shaII,
we shaII overcome!

Let's split.
This could get hairy.

Don't spIit up!

Don't spIit up!

Stick with your Ieaders!

Hey, has anyone seen Alain?

SpIit up!

I threw a rock
through his windshield.

An undercover cop
started chasing me,

but there was a car
in front of me!

He swung his billy club like this,
see what I mean?

Without my reflexes,
I'd be dead.

I'd be dead meat
without my reflexes.

Was this before or after
you beat 5 cops to a pulp?

Stop laughing! Cut it out!

He's cracking up
and I almost got killed.

I almost got killed.
Scout's honor!

Cut the shit, He-man!
I saw you hiding in the café.

That was before the riot police
started charging!

"Before the riot police
started charging..."

This female better shut up!

Shut your face, female!

You better shut your trap!

I'll shut it for you!

Let me go!

Who's the strongest? Who is?

Say you're sorry. Say it!

You all stink!

Cut it out!

She needs to understand
what a man is.

- Why get so violent?
- I agree.

What the hell?

What bullshit!

See you later.

How will you get him back?

Guys want to fuck the young ones
and rob the old ones.

Come off it.
We're not all like that.

You never got harassed.

Maybe he just wanted
to be left alone.

Chabert? Alone?
He can't stand that.

I can't let a friend down.

What's wrong?

You don't like to be alone either?

I couldn't care less.

I don't think you don't care.

- Why? Do you?
- I like being alone.

Groups scare me.

People in groups make me nervous.
Because deep down, they're lonely.

You think I am too?

You're always with your friends.

- So you think I'm like that?
- You're always with them.

I'm not now.

Yeah, but all you want
is to go back to them.

You think too much.

Do you know how many women
get raped a day? It's scary.

Don't worry.
Who'd want to rape you?

You pig! Why did you say that?

Look at you. You're not the kind
of girl who gets raped.

So there's a kind of girl
that gets raped. What an idiot!

I didn't mean it that way.

But I think that guys
who rape girls

go for the ones
that are more provocative.

I can't believe you!
This is typical macho crap.

And why wouldn't anyone rape me?
I could get raped.

How could you say that?

Tons of guys harass me
in the street.

Really?

What did you think?
Thank God they do!

Lmagine you didn't know me.

If you saw me alone,
you wouldn't hassle me?

Only if you shaved off
your moustache.

Wait up, Marie.

What a fucking asshole!

You make all of us
look like assholes.

You went to the march
to get girls.

Why did you go?
To bring on the revolution?

Not to show off.

Well, you should try showing off
if you want to get laid.

I may not read Lenin,
but I bag lots of chicks.

That doesn't interest me.

- You prefer jerking off?
- You're cruising for a bruising!

Get off the lawn, please.

You're lucky.

You're not allowed to sit there.

I wonder what girls you ever laid.

There were lots of them.
I don't know... Christine.

Yeah, right... Christine.

You bet.
Tomasi and I went to her place.

Her parents were out. In 10 minutes,
we fucked her brains out.

Tomasi did it with Christine?

He thought she was prissy.

But she had some ass!

Everyone banged her.

The whole fucking high school.

You're the only one
who didn't get laid by her.

You had your chance.
You were both in Student Council.

You could've done it
during the meetings.

Hi... It's Tomasi...

He said I could come here.

Why?

Didn't he lend you
a Pink Floyd album?

Oh, I thought...

Or a Who one?

A what one?

The Who. Who's Next.

Can I come in?

I'm sorry. I don't have time.
Too bad.

Tomorrow?

Tomorrow what?

Forget about it.

You forget about it too.

- Momo, are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm okay.

Shit!

I have to call Brigitte!

Excuse me.
Do you know how she's doing?

It's underway.

The contractions are getting closer.
It won't be long.

Gross me out!

Look, it's Chabert!

It's all slimy!

- It's Chabert.
- You're a million laughs.

You better start behaving
or I'll stop the film.

You're acting like 10 year-olds.

Chabert, do you think
I can't see you?

But someone is...

making you a baby from behind.

Very funny. Control yourself.

Caroline, will you be
my lab partner?

You were asking for it.

The uteral fluid,

the ovum,

and the cilia.

Now, the ovum is ready
to be fertilized.

Do you want to have kids?

I've never made love to a girl.

This guy's such a loser!

Instead of being happy,
he's crying.

I play the guitar.

I can write songs.

But when I listen to English
or American songs,

I don't understand the words.

So when I want to sing,

all I can do is jive it.

Jive it?

Your accent is good,

but what language is that?

That's my point.
I sound like an ass. I feel lousy.

Lousy?

Embarrassed.

Can you help me?

Sure, but I have to go now.

I'm meeting my friend.

But you can stop by
my place tonight.

Of course not.

Because she said:
"Stop by my place tonight".

Yeah, but she also said:

"I'm meeting my friend".

Boyfriend or girlfriend?

She never gets genders right.

She's always mixing up
masculine and feminine.

That's true.

Maybe she saw your long hair
and thought you were a girl.

If she had a boyfriend,

she'd never have invited you over.
Never.

- You think so?
- Trust me. Never.

You're sure this is it?

Yeah. 18 Rue de Plaisanval.

See you.

You brought a friend?

Come upstairs, both of you.

Whose place is this?

My brother's friend in London...

lives in a house
where everyone is welcome.

He gave me this address.
His girlfriend from Chile is here.

But he has to leave.

No one pays the rent.

We split the electricity
and water bills.

But for the time being,
there is no electricity or water.

That way,
it's not expensive at all.

- This way?
- Yes.

Careful, it's very dark.

Like wow!

For you, it's just words.
Abstract ideas:

"Fighting"...
"Taking up arms".

- People are fighting there.
- Not in Chile.

- They're hiding or getting killed.
- But they're active.

Once a dictator gets power,
what can you do?

What can you do here?
Picket the embassy?

We didn't get along anymore.

That's why I came here.

She was a strange guy.

He was a strange guy.

In French, we differentiate
between men and women.

Yes, I know.

So do l.

Did I wake you up?

- No one's here?
- They all left.

And Barbara?

She had a class.

She left for school.

How about you?

You'll never believe me.

Tomasi, you're late again.

I have a reputation
to live up to.

He never says a word to me.
Am I not worth it?

I guess not.

Concentrate on your breathing.

Take deep, even breaths.

Very good.

Feel the parts of your body
touching the floor.

We have a test today?

Yes. Find a spot
and do like everyone else.

Lie down and close your eyes.

Now imagine
you're lying on sand.

Use your imagination

to trace the outline of your body.

We've been here for 45 minutes.

Starting with your head,

ever so slowly...

No, relax. Keep calm.

We won't begin until
everyone's forgotten today's test.

Relax.

Gently...

think of your breathing.

Keep it steady.

Very good.

Okay, now...

we'll all wake up.

Gently.

Now, stand up.

Look!
Tomasi and Tourette are asleep.

It was really opium, opium, opium!

Are you serious? Opium?

What did he look like?

When we woke up,
they were gone.

I never saw their faces.

You're bullshitting again.

Then don't believe me.

Are all these lies for real?

He was too busy
with his English lessons.

Hold on... did you really have sex,
or did you just...

I don't know...

Tell us.

Yeah, spit it out.

Yes, we had sex.

Come on...
did you really fuck her?

I'll go ask her.

Try it and I'll kill you.

You saw her naked?
How's her body?

Is she a real blond?
Even her beaver?

You can really be sick!

He's right. Cut it out.

Listen girlies,
order more drinks or scram!

One coffee with 5 straws, ma'am!

Order, smart ass!

Then suck my buddy
while I fuck you.

Jesus H. Christ!

If you come back,
I'll bash your faggot heads in.

- Stick that whip up your ass!
- We'll gang-bang your granny!

Keep it up! I won't forget this!

Let's go back inside.

(Shut up!)

It's hot. It's hot dog.
My dog is hot.

Does she suck?

Did you really screw her?

Oh, fuck!

Bastard!

Let me see.

I can't see a goddam thing.

The lucky bastard
is gonna hump her.

I can't stand it. He gets them all.
Pretty boy!

- How's tricks?
- Is everything cool?

Don't answer. I'll just get angry.

And stop smiling like that.

Pass it around.
It's all we have.

You really lucked out.

There's more to life than sex.

There are tits.

And ass too.

Laugh away, guys.
We're just 5 little jerk-offs.

We can't go back to the café,
we're always broke, we cut classes.

We'll never get our diplomas.

I wish I could see each of us
10 years from now.

It's true. All unemployed.

I can see us in 5 years
with a little restaurant.

Alain in the kitchen.

Bruno playing guitar
in a little corner.

Leon at the cash register.
Momo waiting tables.

That would be cool.
Except with Alain cooking...

Just one meal: Canned ravioli.

I'm not kidding. We could do it.
Remember the Melk Weg in Amsterdam?

That was amazing.

The first floor was a huge room
with live bands.

Upstairs there were cushions all over.

You could smoke and read books.

- Sometimes they put on plays.
- We'll serve ravioli on every floor.

What an asshole.

- No, seriously.
- I am serious.

I'd really like to see
what we're like in 10 years.

Tomasi, I can see you
smoking joints in public parks.

No, I want to work
in a traveling circus.

It would be cool,
roaming around in a trailer.

Checking out the scenery.
Plenty of time to spare.

I'd like to travel.
And especially to have lots of time.

Time...

What is time?

We never have enough time.

Come on, you can't joke
about stuff like that.

All I know is
I don't want...

to end up a baker.

You must be happy now.

Well, I work in an office.

I was sure you'd become a lawyer.

Momo, I can see you dealing drugs.
You have what it takes.

As for me,
I'll be a world champion.

Of what?

- I don't care.
- Of what?

I don't know. Any champion.
But a world one.

- I swear you said that.
- I never did.

- I wasn't that stupid.
- You tried how many medical schools?

Three. But it's harder
than city planning.

Not city planning. Architecture.

And I made it into physiotherapy
immediately.

I'm glad I didn't
make medical school.

Especially when I think that Orchant
still has 3 years to go.

- Give me a drag.
- Just a second.

Hurry up.
Don't bogart the joint.

Oh yeah...
I saw Gerard at the squat.

He said to stop by Saturday.
He'll have acid.

- For everyone?
- Who's everyone?

Leon, Momo, Alain...

Chabert? You'd ask Chabert
over to the squat?

Why not?

Here, catch!

Forget it.

You couldn't leave
your ball at home?

Come on.

Tomasi mentioned a garden.

Where's your barbecue?

Mellow out. This isn't the Hilton.

What a dump.
We can play inside. Forget the garden.

Catch.

What a retard!

You're the retard.
You guys are no fun.

In there?

This way.

Wait for me.

Hi.

Hello, sir. Pleased to meet you.
Alain Chabert.

I'm Gerard.
Your friend's a swell guy.

Yeah, I know.

Do you still want some acid?

It's time to trip.

It's good. I tried it myself.

What's this shit? Give me a bigger one.
This won't work.

Try just one.

Bottoms up.

Take it easy, Tomasi.

Mellow out.

I don't feel a thing.

Maybe mine doesn't work.

Take this. You'll feel better.

Bangladesh.

Are you okay?
Because I feel the same way.

They're idiots.

Total idiots.
Do you feel better now?

You see what I mean?

The guy is screaming.

Come see.

Are you okay?

Yes. No. Yes.

In fact, we never really
look at ourselves close up.

Everyone laughs for himself.

You don't understand
that it's inside.

Sure, sure.

A little drip.

I don't think
I'm feeling too great.

I'm not feeling too great.
He's not feeling too great.

Let's beat it.

Look.

Wait...

Fuck!

What do we do?

I'm going to bed.
I've had enough.

- Cut it out with your ball.
- I'm having fun.

Stop it. You piss me off.

Don't ever push me!

What the hell? Who do you think
you are to push me?

- Cut it out!
- Don't push me!

Stop it.

Asshole!

You shouldn't have invited me.

Loser.

Stop now.

It's over now.

I'm sorry.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine. Sort of.

- Are you going home?
- Yeah, I am.

- Bruno, what's wrong?
- Leave me alone.

- Let me explain...
- There's nothing to explain. Fuck off!

- Sure there is.
- Shut your face!

- Stop and let me explain.
- I don't care!

See? What a great trip.
Just like I said it would be.

We got screwed by all those drugs.
They caused all the problems.

What do you know about drugs?
You took acid once.

Do you have to try everything
to talk about it?

Only you can talk about it?
You and Tomasi?

I'm happy I can talk about heroin
without ever having shot up.

- I'm happy I'm not in Tomasi's place.
- That's really smart.

That's not what I meant.

I'm sorry.

In fact, I don't get it.

If he reached that point,
he must have felt alone.

That's for sure.

But I thought
we were still close to him.

Not that close.

You don't know him!

What? Keep your personal
grudges out of this.

We will discuss Tomasi
when it's his turn.

Let's continue file by file.
Hagard, Pascal.

Pascal Hagard asked me to tell you
he missed a month of school

because he was sick.
So like... he was just sick.

How interesting.

I hope he won't be sick
during the exams.

I hope so too.

Chabert, Alain.

Nothing?

I have problems with Chabert.

Has anyone met with his parents?

Perhaps we should have him see
the psychologist.

Chabert's all right.

Okay: "To be judged
in terms of test results."

Rouvel, Leon.

You have potential.
It's a shame.

Yes, and I won't hold my tongue
because you're here!

Speak, then.

Mr. Tomasi...

I see that, except for Math,

he has no grades.

You know what I think.

To be honest, I never knew
what to do with him.

If he won't adapt himself
to school,

I don't know why we should try
to keep him.

He should have gone
to vocational training school.

You wish we were
happy little soldiers!

You don't give a chance
to anyone out of the norm.

He's right.
We have to be attuned to them.

And let's be serious.

This is Tomasi's last year.
He's about to take the bac.

I keep hearing him say
how little he cares about the bac!

Because it's all that counts for you!

Mr. Goifart is right.
Remember that you are seniors.

But students have to think
of other things besides the bac.

We have to take detours,
leaving aside the curriculum.

The goal is still
to get better test resuIts.

But we must appeal to them.

Don't forget, they're only 18.
They're overflowing with energy.

It has to be properly channeled,
but set free at the same time!

Today's youth is facing the future,

but the future
is no longer facing today's youth.

Should today's teens go into the future
with their backs to it?

Yes, of course...

To get back to Mr. Tomasi:

"To be judged
in terms of test resuIts".

But he must be told his next mistake
will lead to expulsion.

Okay?

Next...

Can I walk you home?

If you want to.

If you don't want me to, I won't.

No, I want you to walk me home,
if you want to.

- Sure I do. That's why I asked.
- Walk me home then.

They're such assholes!

Hold on, there.

You're big boys. If you cut classes,
it's normal that they play tough.

So you agree
that Tomasi should be expelled?

No, I don't care about Tomasi.

But why goof off
just before the bac?

SchooI's over.
You have to move on now.

What do you mean?

I'm sick of school too.
That's why I want to pass the bac.

But I can't think like that.

I care about Tomasi. Some things
are more important than the bac.

And what does "moving on" mean?

Prepare for the future today.

If you don't do politics,
politics will do you in.

- More slogans.
- Sorry, but slogans are important.

Thinking of others is nice,

but think of yourself first.
Can I tell you something?

You should start thinking more
about yourself

and less about the world.
It may help you.

Help me how?

I don't know. It's just talk...

I have to go. I can't ask you up...
My mother's there.

I'll be going too.

- Don't you want to have a drink?
- No, I don't like cafés.

Wait, I want to show you something.
Come on.

I come up here to be alone.

You want to be alone now?

When I'm sad, I find it ugly,

and when I'm in a good mood,
I find it amazing.

How do you find it now?

Too bad the weather's not great.

So?

That's all.

Are you saying nothing happened?

I really wanted to,
but I didn't touch her.

Being on the roof with her
was totally tacky. It annoyed me.

- I was embarrassed.
- About what?

To go out with her.

Tomasi, Marie...
we all used to make fun of her.

Even you just called her a whore.

You shouldn't have felt embarrassed.
I mean, I understand...

I was stupid.

That year, I was sure
I'd end up going out with Marie.

I knew that everyone
was expecting it too.

Just because she was a militant,
a feminist,

an intellectual.
Suitable, you know.

But I never felt anything for her.

Yeah, I understand you.

No, you don't!

It totally unsettled me.

That's what made it
so hard for me at school

to do the things I wanted to do.
I mean, really wanted to do.

If I started dating her,
things would have been different for me.

It took me a while to loosen up.

You're really weird. Because like...

if I'd been in your place,
I'd have seized the occasion.

I mean, if I had the chance
to score her.

I thought you did score her.

I was bullshitting.
I never scored Christine.

We were all so stupid.

Why did you bullshit us like that?

I totally agree.

That's why I never dated
a girl from school.

Did you ever screw
a girl from school?

- You had Barbara.
- That's true.

How long did that last?

We never really understood
what went on between you.

I'm going.

You don't want to stay?

I have tons of stuff to do.

Aren't you taking me
to the station tonight?

I don't know. I don't want to...

Will you write to me?

I'm not into writing.

Why are you leaving this way?

You're the one that's leaving.
Don't forget that.

I'm leaving because I have to.

I'm also sad that I have to go.

But I always had to leave.

I told you that.
You knew I'd be leaving.

I can't find the words.

You've forgotten your French already?
You're already gone?

Go ahead. Have a nice trip.

Charlotte, you're a pain in the ass!
Stop that!

I can't study with that stupid brat!

Don't talk to your sister like that!

Her fucking music is pissing me off!
Turn it off!

What is this?
We haven't seen you for a week

and now we have to bow down
while you study.

Yes, I have to study.

That pisses you off? Me too!
You all piss me off!

All this teenage unrest.

Yes, you're right.
Goodbye, ma'am.

- Is Momo here?
- I'll get him.

Stop it. He can come out.

He won't let us
bother Momo at work.

Just for five minutes.

Let him come out.
Stop being angry all the time.

- Can we go for a drink?
- I can't.

For five minutes.

It's a big deal
that I came out for two minutes.

If I help him out,
he lets me study afterwards.

I better go. I'm really sorry.

- Forget about it.
- Sorry.

He's my friend.
He's having problems.

I saw him for two minutes! Two!

How do I deal with him?

Leon? It's Bruno.

Is it possible to get together?

I'm watching TV with my famiIy.
Mao just died. It's terribIe.

Mao's dead?

So I guess I can't see you.

Tomasi? It's Bruno.

So you found my number?

I'm gIad. How are you?

Well... she left.
I mean, she's leaving tonight.

You mean you're not with her?

- What's the point?
- What?

She doesn't give a shit.
Or I don't think she does.

She's going to England.
I love her, and she doesn't care.

- You toId her?
- What?

That you Iove her!

How smart of you to teII me.

What time is her train?

- Around 8 o'clock, I think.
- You're so dumb!

Do something! See her
before she Ieaves! Get moving!

Look what time it is!

I'II meet you at the squat!
Get your ass in gear!

Is Barbara still here?

No, she left.

How long ago?

A little while.
You weren't with her?

- You want to stay?
- Sure.

Come on in.

There's no way I can stay here
without her.

If she left, she left.

You stay.
I feel like being alone.

What are you going to do?
She's gone.

Stay. Don't be a pain.
Forget about her.

Come back!

Let him go.

Bruno, is that you?

No, it was just a noise.

Hold out your arms. Don't move.

It unwinds when you fidget.

So what happened?

I got to the station
half an hour too late.

The next train was at 5 a.m.
The next day.

I waited an hour.

I started wondering why I was there.

Then I went home like an idiot
and got into bed.

I never told anything to anyone.
Nothing to tell.

It was a real love story.

You never saw her again?

Two years later,
I went to London for a concert.

I didn't know what to say.
She had changed. Me too.

That's funny.
I saw Christine too.

So what does she do now?

She teaches yoga.

I wonder why I got
so crazy over her.

The girls at school
were a drag...

Not only the girls.

If I get 11 in Philosophy,
I need 8 in History.

Or else it's hopeless.

But if I get at least
16 in English,

I can get by with 9 in Philosophy.
9's okay.

I need 12 in English
and 13 in History.

With the 7 I got in French,

I'll never make it up in Philosophy.

What are you complaining about?

I'll never reach 210 points,

unless I totally luck out
in History and Philosophy.

- And in English.
- And in Math.

- And in Science.
- Yeah, that too.

How did you figure out
that math problem?

For every X from l,

you get F' (x) = G' (x) = f (x).

- So F is the only primitive of f.
- Exactly.

Defined over l.

I told you so.

- I can't believe it.
- Believe it.

Relax, it was just
a mock exam.

Too bad for you.

You're all settled in?

Yeah.

Careful...

What?

Nothing, just be careful.

Shouldn't you be studying?

I'm not taking the bac anymore.
I'm leaving.

I was offered a summer job,

playing in a small club
on the coast.

So I'm not taking the bac anymore.
I'm too into music.

Don't worry, he'll get over it.

I like chips. Do you like chips?
I like chips.

- Do I need permission to buy them?
- You don't understand.

This is a commune.
You're so bourgeois!

I'm okay.

- When are you leaving?
- Tuesday.

Why do you hang around
guys like them?

Not everyone's a choirboy.

Do you mean me?

Of course not. I mean me.

Don't I look like a choirboy?

Give me a toke on that candle.

This choirboy says
"Fuck off'.

Come on, wait.

Mr. Tomasi,
are you taking a little walk?

It's pretty out.
The birds are chirping.

I hope they'll keep chirping
after the bac.

I'm like a grasshopper.

But you dislike me singing all summer.
You prefer ants.

If you show up at school,
it's to work.

The bell rang 10 minutes ago.
Get moving.

Yes, Sir.
Right away, Sir.

I'll be hopping along.

Have you seen Chabert?

In study hall.

They're closing
the student lounge next year.

They should close the entire school.

So?

Why are you here?

Come to the lounge.

We can't concentrate
with Hagard and Orchant there.

So music annoys you now?
Is that it?

Let's go play pinball then.

I have math to study.

And I have history.

Two countries and two wars
in three days.

Are you all sick or what?

You don't want to study
some stuff instead?

Are you crazy?

Cut it out!

What are you doing?

You piss me off!

- The bac isn't everything.
- And pinball is?

Some students want to work.

Funny guy. Pinball!

Leave them alone.

There are only 2 weeks left.
What's 2 weeks? Nothing.

Like you, I didn't want to take it.
Who likes obeying authority?

Now I know if I hadn't passed it,
I'd have been screwed.

- Studying is an opportunity.
- Yeah, right.

Tomasi, what are you doing?

Stop it!

- Stop!
- Leave me alone!

- Get your hands off me.
- Calm down.

- Forget it, I'll expel myself.
- Go to my office first.

No more office,
no more nothing.

Don't use that tone on me.

- Don't use it on me either!
- Get out of here!

Wait!

Good riddance!

The show is over.
Get back to work.

Rouvel, Zareba, Chabert,

all of you,
back to study hall.

He's right.
What else can you do?

You won't do anything?

You're just letting him go?

What do you want us to do?

You can't just dump him.

How did it happen?

We don't really know.
Sophie found him.

An overdose.

Had you seen
a lot of him recently?

Yes and no...

He stopped by the house
once in a while. He seemed normal.

It blew me away
when I heard he died.

We sort of let him down.

We must have
overlooked something.

We meant a lot to him.

He counted on us a reaI lot.

That's why we're here.

Do you know
why Sophie asked us to come?

When Tomasi heard
she was pregnant,

the first thing he asked for
was that all four of us be here.

I'm sure he'd have cracked up
to see all of us here.

I'd have cracked up too
to see him with his kid.

Where are you all going?

I'm heading home.
Brigitte's waiting for me.

How are you going?

By bus. How about you, Momo?

I'm taking the metro. It's easier.

Will you go back and see Sophie?

I'll try to come on Wednesday.

I can't Wednesday.
Not before Saturday.

Why don't we meet up on Saturday?

Let's call each other.

Yeah sure,
we'll keep in touch.

Let's go have a coffee.

There's a place there.

Brigitte will kill me!

No big deal.

You don't know my wife.

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