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LAST SUMMER...

Had you been drinking alcohol that night?

Yes.
-How much?

Two or three glasses.
-Two? Or three?

Three.

How many boyfriends have you had this year?

Less than ten? More than ten?

Less than ten.

And how many did you sleep with?

You can sleep with whoever you want.

As long as it was consensual,
no one will judge you.

As a minor, your hearing is closed,
but I need to know everything. How much?

Seven.

Is that a lot?
-That's not the point.

The other side will put you down as a
slut who fucks anything and everything.

And claim that you agreed to it.

It doesn't.

I know.

That's how the defense plays it.

In court
victims often become suspects.

But rest assured...

...the judges are used to that
and know how to make distinctions.

No matter what you hear, stay calm.

And when questioned, always tell
always tell the truth.

Does mom necessarily have to be there?

No photos. She is a minor.

Are you satisfied with the verdict?
-We were hoping for more.

But at least my daughter is being
recognized as a victim.

We are going to process this nightmare
to recover.

Girls, isn't daddy
taking you to the equestrian center?

Rebecca called. Théo was detained.

You're serious.
-As usual...

...his mother can't explain anything well,
so I'd rather go there.

What has he done now?
-A quarrel with his math teacher.

He got a two-day suspension,
she said...

...but now it appears that he has
on his maw.

Shit.
-So he files a report.

I can just about
catch the train to Geneva.

Can you bring the girls?

Girls, come. Get in quickly.
I'll bring you myself after all.

Thanks.

Théo is coming to live with us.
-That sucks.

Pierre wants to bond with his son,
this is the chance.

But he is a problem child, right?

Speaking of problems. Moment.

You take it as planned,
or you say no and I'll find a babysitter.

But you don't show up with your
silly head as soon as things get too difficult for you.

Mina...
-Nothing Mina.

Come, your aunt is here.
She will be overjoyed to see you.

Lucas.

I didn't give Dad a kiss.
-Go ahead.

I'm up with nerves.

Heart from me, a kiss here.
And a kiss there.

Come, sit down.

Sweetly sit there.
Don't move and don't talk.

After your aunt, I have two more customers.
-Cool dragon you have.

Got it from daddy?
What a sweetheart, your father.

I'm going to put it with my treasures.

Shall I take him
to play with the girls?

Then you can join us for dinner
when you come to get it.

No, but sweet of you.

I can't see that jerk anymore.
He doesn't understand that I work....

...Even if the work is from nothing.

Hello, Théo.

Hi.
-I came to bring your things.

Wouldn't you want to leave them lying around?
Look, you have plenty of closet space.

Okay?
-Cool.

How big you've gotten.
-Yeah, that's cool.

One more year and then pleading.
-Pleit?

This is a godforsaken hole.

Yes, it is somewhat remote for a teenager.

There's a train going. You'll get used to it.

Well...

But why wasn't he here?
-Because he lived with his mom.

Do you want to?
-Why then?

That's why, Miss Why.
Because that's just the way it was.

We had lunch without you.

I don't eat meat.
-Mommy, I'm going to get Théo's present.

But I would like coffee.
To wake up.

Open.

I made it at school.
For your key.

And I made the gift paper.
-O, yes?

How sweet.

Very beautiful. Huge thanks, Angela.

Thank you, Serena.
What beautiful paper you made, say.

I understand, but...

Listen, it is unacceptable
For you to train the case like this.

If you took off your administrative glasses
off, you would agree with me.

It's about a girl of 13
who has been waiting for ages.

Her mother is dead, she's in a home,
far from the only parent she has left.

Why is it taking so long?

And now you fall.
-And yet I didn't fall.

Because I am small.
In real life, you have to fall.

Again then.

That was an osotogari.

That hurts, doesn't it?

I am very good at judo.
I strangle all the boys.

Mama, we were playing.

That was super. What's that?
It's all loose. Oh, no, it's not.

It is hell.

Instead of thanking me
for giving 700 men a job....

...they're going to nitpick.

They don't want to understand...

...that I invested the operating profits
invested in the holding company.

What was in the left pocket,
went into the right pocket.

If you don't invest in innovation ,
you go under.

But no, what interests them is
the right pocket. The left pocket does not interest them.

It's simple. I'm going to request a tax audit
request of the holding company and all the branches.

Then they will see that I haven't
stolen from the IRS.

And then they stick their recovery
up their asses.

Come, it's late. We are going to sleep.
You're tired, you can't take any more.

Don't you think I'm an old fart from time to time?

Never.

Théo does think I'm an old fart.

And he lets me know that, too.

Yesterday he said I adopted the girls
adopted the girls to ease my conscience.

Because I have not been there for him.

Really?

Where does he get it from?
He's a mean son of a bitch.

He says I could have been their grandfather.

He is not always like this.

He gets along well with the girls.
They are crazy about him.

In any case, that is positive.

We are just old bags to him.

Wouldn't you rather sleep?
You're exhausted.

When I was 14 ...

...I was secretly in love
with a friend of my mother's.

I thought he was so elegant.

And at the same time
I described in my diary

...relentlessly his wrinkles.

His thin, parchment skin.

As if he were already dead.

As if he disintegrated.

Unrelenting.

Toward death.

I was disgusted.

And at the same time, I was fascinated.

Do you know how old he was?

33.

I saw him as a near corpse.

Imagine.

And how do you see your old man?

I'm a gerontophile, you know that.

A body that has lived and no longer
no longer has the firmness of youth

...emotes me.

I find that touching.

I'd rather you didn't smoke in the house.

And I'd rather not have this either.
-It's not hash. Be happy.

Théo, we'll do our best
to make you comfortable here.

It would be cool
if that didn't come from one side.

Okay what?
-Got it. Let me, I'm busy.

With what?
-With work.

Oh, yeah? What are you working on?

Let me, I said. You're distracting me.

I don't believe
That you are working.

You don't do anything except play games
And watching I don't know what.

That's my problem. Will do.

Coming good? What does that mean?
At the end of the year you have exams.

It's hell here. Fuck off.

To begin with...
-Give back, damn it.

Who do you think you are?
That's mine. Are you nuts, or what?

Here.

I have an hour and a half.
-better than nothing. I never see you, Mimi.

And your stepson?
-He despises me, but that's okay.

What is this?

I'm going to call Pierre.

Pierre, our house has been broken into.

I don't know. They must have
forced the garden doors.

You should see the living room.
Yes, I'm calling the police.

My bag disappeared from the hallway.

Other than that, I haven't seen anything yet.

Yes.

What is this?
-Moment, dear.

There has been a break-in.
Go into your room to see if anything is missing.

Very kind, your stepson.

I don't exist
and that's fine for now.

Pierre, are you still there?

Thank you for coming so quickly.

I wanted to let Sara know right away.
I have good news.

The children's court decided
That you may live with your father.

I don't know how to thank you.
-Thank the judge.

No, it is thanks to you.

Excuse me. I'm really sorry.
-Nothing wrong.

A familiar environment seemed to the judge
better after your mother's illness and death.

The rest is up to you, Mr. Evrard.

I hope that's clear.
-Sure.

Youth welfare is watching.
Don't make me regret it.

Yes?
-Does this mean anything to you?

That one is mine.
-I found it in the driveway....

...put it in my bag
And forgot to give it back to you.

No issue.

My bag was stolen during the break-in.

How did that keychain
in your pocket?

Are you going through my things now?
-Always, when I'm doing laundry.

I am waiting for your explanation.

I don't know.
-Don't play dumb.

Where are all the stolen items?

Why? Are you drunk?
-Burglary at home. Fine mentality. Bravo.

But what your father thinks...

Do I tell him, or do you?
-You do. I don't care.

I don't believe you.

You know me poorly.

Could be, but downward spirals,
which are hard to get out of, I know.

Especially someone known to justice.

Just call the cops,
I don't care.

Why always these aggressive reactions?
Listen.

Let's go for the most intelligent
option.

I can be silent to your father
And leave him out of it

...but...
-But what?

But I want compensation.
-What?

You are going to do your best
to integrate into this family.

Let's see if you can do that.

I see problem children every day, you know.
-I'm not a child.

Prove it.

What are you doing?
-I'm trying to get the beach gear.

Hold on.

Which one do you want?
-The swimming belts, the snorkels and...

Swim belt.
-And the goggles.

Snorkel, goggles.
-Thank you.

Anything else?
-No, it's good. That pink thing, too.

Super.
-Was that it? That's five pounds then.

I'm going swimming with the girls.
Do you want to come along?

Why not.

We eat the salad first, girls.
-Yes, mom, after that.

A pseudo-vegetarian.

A Big Mac is not meat.
It's too tasty.

Not withstanding, that's all.

So you are no longer a vegetarian.
Nice, I was tired of buying soy steaks.

I did last two years.

It's cold.

Watch out, I'm going to splash you wet.

Look, little critters.
-Théo. Théo, come. Théo, come back.

We dare not go any deeper.

Aren't you coming in?
-I don't feel like it.

Either you integrate into the family, or...

What are you doing, Théo?

Stop.
-Here.

That one is mine.

Don't.

I've dumped guys
Because they held me underwater

You can't dump me.

You don't hold back, say.
-Never.

And tomorrow we are going horseback riding.

Will you join us?
-Horse riding? I can't ride a horse.

When did you start?

At age 12, with mom.
She loved it.

Do you miss Geneva?

Geneva sucks.
So do the people. All money wolves.

Invite whoever you want. You're home.

I don't have any friends.

Neither did I.

Where did you get those?
-I put those on myself.

Do you realize that you will never
get rid of it?

Do you realize that's bullshit?

You can have them taken away like that.
-Is that so?

You can remove them with white ink.
Or you can change them.

I can put one, if you have the guts.
-Absolutely not.

Why not? Are you afraid?
-It's just not my thing.

You are afraid of pain. Everyone has them.
-Exactly.

There. I'll put one there. Really do.

Or there. There yes, come on.

That's classy. And I see you want it.
-Not at all.

You are afraid of pain. It only stings
a little. You will love it.

Come on, for fun. A little one, there.
-No.

Yes, there. Whatever you want.
Small, big, it's up to you.

There.
-No.

Give me your arm.

There. I swear to you, there he comes.
Any other place is impossible.

If you put it there,
you'll be chic for ages.

That hurts.
-Don't fret.

Did you see mine?
Imagine that pain.

That's you.
I have never liked pain.

You really are a poser.

Because 'tis the first. It's addictive.
After this, you'll be begging me for another one.

Then you say, "Théo, put another tattoo.
-Sure you don't.

You say that now.
They all say that.

I am trying my best.

Did Mona Lisa move constantly, do you think?

Good evening.

My stepmother Anne.
Amanda.

Good evening, ma'am.

It happened in Hamburg.

Hikers saw huge
quantities of dead toads lying around.

Really huge.

Which lake?
-I don't remember the name of the lake.

Don't ask those embarrassing questions.
-I know Hamburg a little bit.

I don't.

No, a massacre. Toad carnage.
About a thousand of them. Voilà.

And how did that happen?
-Exactly, that's a mystery.

Was the lake polluted? Toxic?

No, there were no dead toads
in the lake, but around it....

...And they had all exploded.

Was there an explosion in the water?
-Let him tell.

I try to follow and understand.
-Yes, it's okay for him to ask questions.

And?
-Initially...

Boring shit?
-Great.

I'm going to get cigarette butts. Are you coming?
-Why not.

Another one?

Say, Amanda
hasn't been by for days.

It comes and it goes.

But is she still your girlfriend?

Girlfriend?
What are you talking about?

What should I say then?
-There is nothing to say.

She has her life, I have mine.

What about your feelings?

Feelings are not my thing.

Okay then. I didn't say anything.

What about you and my father?

What, me and your father?

My father and you,
is that true love?

Do you really want me to tell you things
about Pierre and me?

At your age, if I heard my mother
heard my mother talking about men

That made me nauseous.

Did she have many men, your mother?
-Fairly.

And you, before my father?

Everything is relative.

My mother was from the time of the pill
and the sexual revolution.

Everybody slept with everybody.

But you don't?
-I am of the AIDS generation.

It came to an immediate end.
In one fell swoop.

Farewell carelessness
and levity.

A window opened
and folded shut again.

But you've had plenty of men, right?

No comment.

I go.
-Amanda?

No comment.

Where were you? I called like crazy.

Have they left yet?
-Where were you?

I took a walk.

We had company, you know.
-I felt like getting some air.

No.

You felt like making them feel
that you shit on them.

Thank you on their behalf and on my behalf.

Is it too much to ask you to behave, perhaps not
cordial, but to behave normally?

You know what I think of "normopaths"?
They bore me to death.

And they are bored with themselves. Please don't
not a normopath, it doesn't suit you.

Very sexy, and he says, You know about my
special sexual relationship with women.

I say, yes, I know.

To which he says:
I have an artistic project and...

Excuse me, an artistic project?
-Yes.

He takes out his laptop
and shows me pictures of him

...making love to different women.

They're quite nice, but somewhat....
-That's another project.

You name it. And at some point
he says: I want you in this project, so....

Sorry to interrupt with the outpourings.
With you I always feel like an intruder.

I would like to be a little mouse,
to know what you're saying.

Everything, down to the smallest detail.

Girls are grosser than men,
believe me.

Then I'd rather not know anything.

The children have been playing like mad for an hour
on the trampoline. Worth a look.

All right, I'll tell on...
-Yes, tell further.

Never mind. One more time.

Daddy, will you come
play on the trampoline with us?

I can't, dear.
I have to pack my suitcase.

When I come back,
you'll be two days older.

Two days isn't much, is it, dear?

Does your cell phone never get any rest?

It's a great scifi series. Not the
usual junk. Brilliant. And French.

Want to see it?

That looks good.

I love it.

Théo, we should never do this again.
-Did you pinch him?

I'm not kidding.

We have to pretend
like nothing happened and forget about it.

And especially never do it again.
Promise me.

Wasn't it delicious?
-Yes. I let myself go.

But now we're in the shit.
I shouldn't have done it, believe me.

Relax. It's not a drama.

Should I promise never to do it again?
Like a little, naughty boy?

I'm not kidding.

You really are super irritating.

Trapped all day
in a dreary convention center.

One seminar after another.
No time to enjoy the place.

Always the same song.

I bought a new computer
for Théo.

Why?
-Then he's not constantly on his cell phone.

And he can work on it.

Couldn't you have consulted that?

Is it a problem
that I bought your son a computer?

I might have
wanted to give him myself.

Do I also have to ask permission
if I cook for him or do his laundry?

In any case, it's sweet of you.

What is your favorite meal, Angela?

Just one?
-Yes.

Mom's spaghetti bolognese.

And if you could take one thing with you to
a desert island, what would it be?

Serena.
-But I'm not a thing, am I?

And what would you take
to a desert island?

My comforter, my pillow
And my lightsaber to defend myself.

Jokkebrok. You can't sleep
Without your hug.

But if someone kills me,
then what good is my hug?

I don't know.

Nothing.
-Nothing. This is true.

Want a beer?

But then the dictaphone first.

Finally, I will know everything about you.

You are very ambitious.

Do you swear to speak the truth?
-Truths.

Don't cheat.

Talk.
-Don't you have to ask me questions?

Who are you?

You know that best yourself.

What is the best
you've experienced?

Adopting the girls.

And the worst part?

When I realized
I couldn't have children.

Your father and I tried
tried desperately.

Why didn't it succeed?

I had an abortion when I was very young.
That didn't go well. It affected me.

Who is your best friend?
-My sister.

Although she has always been very jealous of me.

And your biggest fear?

All that will disappear.

Or worse, that on the contrary I myself do everything
to make everything disappear.

That's my fear of heights theory.
Fear of heights is not the fear of falling....

...but fear of the irrepressible
temptation of the fall.

That one is so terrible that it is better
to jump so that that fear stops.

You really are super-complicated.

What is your favorite meal?

Roquefort.

That's not a meal.
-That depends on the quantity.

What do you take
to a desert island?

Matches.

Smart.

Who did you go to bed with first?

I don't want to talk about that.

You promised to answer all the questions.
-I didn't promise anything.

Come on, tell.
-I don't feel like doing that.

Why not?

There are things that never...

...should never have happened.

Like the two of us?

There is no we two.

For me it does.
-Silence, that scares me.

Stop.

I can keep a secret,
but tell me about your first time.

Girls remember those all their lives.
-Hold on.

I don't want to and can't talk about it.
Too oppressive.

What is it?

Sorry.

Sorry.

Sorry.

Am I making progress?
-Enormal.

You are so skinny.

I am small.
-Silent.

Hello, Sara.

I wanted to know how you are doing.
With you guys.

It's going well.

I called many times,
but you didn't answer.

I have a different number.

I also went to your school....

...When I couldn't reach you.
-Sara.

They said you were sick.

Yes.
-What was wrong with you?

Sara, who are you talking to?

How about
of going for a walk?

Would you leave, please?

Why?

Child Protection? I'm looking for the
handler of the Evrard file.

Sara Evrard.

Thanks.

I'm coming to watch.
-Come with me.

Stop.

I don't find that funny.

This is neither the time nor the place.

Quit fussing.

Hello. How beautiful they are.
-We are going to open the presents.

We are going to open our presents,
Lucas.

No, you can't touch it.
Only me.

Is it their birthday?
-Yes.

No, it's her birthday.
-Not his?

Her birthday.

Lucky.

Never mind.

Mama, will you fill my gun?
-Naturally, dear.

So mean.
-Don't.

You are blood-hot.

Here?

You are completely...
You are completely reckless. No.

Come on, be cool.
A quickie, for fun.

Stay. I explain.
-I won't stay here a second longer.

What do I tell the girls?
-That you're doing it with their brother.

well congratulations Serena

well congratulations

Mind you, it's still burning.

I haven't gotten a Champomy yet.

Ask the Champoman.

Do you realize that yesterday
only just escaped disaster?

You were super mean to me.
I just freaked out.

There is only one logical solution.

Which one? Don't you want me anymore?
-No.

We must end our relationship
end right now.

Are you that angry about yesterday?
-Bloodily.

Are you going to tell Daddy everything?
-Are you crazy? That would be the worst thing.

This must be kept secret
To keep up the appearance of a family.

Do you realize that?

Your father should never suspect anything.

Good.
-We won't tell him anything. To no one.

Promise?

Promise.

I hope I can trust you.
And from today everything stops.

So you're dumping me?

Surely it had to end sometime.

You are young.
You are so forgotten.

What about you?

It's different. You have your life
ahead of you. You are free.

You will have dozens of girls,
living your life.

And if I don't feel like it?

You say that because you are young.

Kiss me.
-It's over, didn't I say?

Are you refusing me a goodbye kiss?
Kiss me.

Okay, a goodbye kiss.
After that, it's over.

Farewell.

Farewell, my love.

You will be choking with envy over my sexy
girlfriends. Then I won't need you anymore.

Mina called me.

What did she want?
-No idea. She didn't put anything in.

I thought of a few days one-on-one
with Théo, in the chalet.

I took a week off.

I think he needs
some time alone with me.

Go on.

If he still thinks
you don't love him...

Is it a problem?

You never took time off
For the girls.

You think it's a bad idea.

No.

Would you like to join us?

I think he needs time with me.
Man to man.

You're probably right.

Come, let me adorn you,
like your sisters.

And she placed on her head
A lily crown

...Every leaf of which was a pearl.

Mom?
-Yes?

Why weren't we also allowed
to the chalet?

Because Dad and Théo needed to
to go together.

What do you think they are doing?

What we do
When we go to the chalet.

Fishing, lumbering, swimming,
making a fire in the garden, talking.

Mama, go on.
-Please excuse me.

There lay a large three-master.

The little mermaid
Swam to the ship

...and saw through the portholes
people in beautiful evening wear.

The brightest of them all was a prince....
Do you see the prince?

...who seemed only barely 16 years old.

Bye, my love. I just wanted to make sure
if you had arrived well...

...And whether you guys are having a good time.
The girls miss you.

Can you call me? Kiss.

What would you take
to a desert island?

There are things that never,
never should have happened.

Like the two of us?

Werewolves don't exist.

Yep.
-No.

Yes, they do exist.
-Have you ever seen one?

Bye, Mom.
-Today, mama.

Day.
-Day.

Are Dad and Théo home, do you think?
-So it seems.

Dad, Dad.

We came by cab
from the equestrian center.

Mom broke down the car.
-The gearbox.

I had to have it towed away.
Wouldn't you stay away for a week?

On your lap.

I cobbled something together.

Where is Théo?
-He's not eating with us.

Amanda.
-Amanda, indeed.

You always scoop me up first.

Did you notice that?

You know, girls,
when we arrived at the chalet...

...a mouse had gnawed through a pipe.
There was water everywhere.

We mopped it up, looked for the hole
and we found it behind the stove.

The stove had to go. Fortunately
we were able to fix it with tape.

And the mouse?
-We sprinkled poison everywhere.

That's so mean.
-Yes, but you know....

Sit down and eat, dear.

Mice are cute, but they reproduce
reproduce quickly and break a lot.

You can fix that.
-Yes, but you can't keep fixing it.

Aren't you eating?

I have no appetite.

Why aren't you hungry?
-I don't know.

Very good.

He punches himself.

Sit down, we need to talk.

I spoke freely with Théo.

I said I was happy
with the chance of a life together.

How much I had
had missed, ever since he was little.

Suddenly he collapsed.

He said you...

That you were having an affair with my son.

Aren't you saying anything?

That is despicable.

Insane.

Surely you didn't believe him, did you?

That miserable brat.

To come up with something so outrageous.

If you swallowed his lies,
you must have wanted to.

I don't know for a moment.

I don't know what to believe.

Why would he say that
if it wasn't true?

That seems obvious to me.
To get attention.

That's all.

Why would I want to have an affair
with your son?

He is a child.
-Stop.

He told me details.

Details he couldn't come up with.

About how... How you...

We're not done yet.
-I am.

I swallowed so much from him.

I treated him with respect, care
and understanding, with this shit as thanks.

And you deny the mother
of your children, your wife

...for the lust of a disturbed child
you barely know. I'm not pulling this.

Stop. What are you doing?

He had a difficult life.

He learned to hate me because I supposedly
taking his father from his mother.

He wants us to pay, but that is not an
excuse for anything. And certainly not for you.

Calm down a little.
-Don't touch me. Never again.

I only told
What my son said.

Dirty lies you swallow.
-I don't know who to believe anymore.

Look at it from my side.

Imagine the hell I've been living in
Since he said that.

Your son is a monster,
be aware of that.

Who, do you think, stole our stuff
and broke into our house?

I didn't tell you anything. I thought he should
should be given a second chance.

For both of you.
I always consider both of you.

You consider yourself so intelligent.

But you don't understand anything about others.
You don't understand anything.

Don't you see what game he is playing?

He wants you to reject me,
to have you all to himself.

You are so easy to manipulate.
Even a child can manage that.

I'm just asking you to explain...
-What, he won, period.

I know I haven't been
For you.

Not at all, even.

I'm sorry about that.

We need to talk
about what you said in the chalet.

What you are accusing Anne of,
is serious.

No matter how angry we are, a story like that
cannot be made up. Do you understand?

You don't believe me?

You don't lie about things like that.

I didn't lie.

Tell him.
-Please apologize.

Don't worry about me, I'll be fine.

I understand that you are sad
and finding everything difficult.

But that...

Why did you do that?

You know that very well.

No, not at all.

Both of you are crazy as hell.

We are a family.

We have to be able to trust each other.

If not, you can't
continue to live here.

You better admit
That you lied.

My patience is running out, Théo.

Speak.

Théo...

...It's not difficult.

Just say you lied.

If you say you lied,
I'm willing to let it go.

Stay here.

I don't want you to leave.

Angela, Serena, the parting is done.
We have to go.

Cheer up, girls.
We do go visit Théo at school.

Goodbye. Thank you.
-Goodbye.

Just ask if she can accommodate you.

Come on.

You have to tell Daddy everything.
-I don't have to do anything.

You shouldn't have blurted it out.
Confessing is easy.

Soothe your conscience, so to speak. Take
responsibility for your own shit.

And you don't have to?
-I have a family, you know.

Tell Daddy I'm not lying. Otherwise...
-Other?

Otherwise, I'll press charges.

What exactly did I do to you,
do you think?

So that I understand.

You're an adult.
-And you a child, so?

Did I abuse you?
Did I force you to have sex with me?

That's not the point.
-Then why is it?

You are twice my age.
You're my father's wife.

You really are scum.

I knew that, but that bad?

Fine.

Why would anyone believe you?

Because it is the truth.
-No way.

I didn't try
to sleep with you. On the contrary.

I shouldn't have given in, but that
doesn't legally make it incest.

So what?

Why shouldn't it be my turn
to lie?

Like I said, lowlife scum.

But fortunately, it is not that simple.

It's your word against mine
And I will sell my skin dearly.

You have no proof.

A pending criminal case,
a motive for revenge.

By the way, you are taking revenge on me.

No.
-No one will listen to you.

You are not credible.

Much easier to tell your father
that you made it all up

...Instead of being stubborn.

You are young. You're going to have a lot more
to swallow in your life.

You'd better let this rest, you understand?
I'm not your enemy.

Hello, Sara.
-I was allowed to come and give you these.

Why am I getting flowers?
-I wanted to thank you...

...For everything you have done for me.
You have helped me.

How is your father?
-I have a host family until he gets better.

They're quite nice.
-That's nice.

May I call you...

...to tell me how it's going?
-Please.

Merry Christmas, Sara.
-Happy Christmas.

Who was that?
-That was Sara. A client.

Did she give you a bunch of flowers?
-Yes. Beautiful, isn't it?

I'm going to put them in a vase.

I'm so glad you came.
It's so important to me. Thank you.

You are my sister, after all.

You know very well
That I cannot stay angry with you for long.

Check it out.

Look. There's a snowman
on top. Look.

Is it too little cake?
-No, it's a little too much cocoa butter.

I prefer chestnut cream.

Santa Claus stopped by.

It can't be, can it?

Yes, Santa Claus has been.

It's a little dog. A little dog.
-What a cutie.

Is this for me?
-Yes.

That's for you.
-Don't I get anything?

What is that? Why don't I get that?
-Exactly what I wanted.

What is it?
-I wonder where my...

I don't know if this is for Angela,
or for Serena, or...

Maybe it's for Anne.
-For me maybe?

What does it say? Wait...

What does it say? Ah, for me.
-It says Anne.

Yes.
-Yes, young lady.

Wait a minute.
Maybe you don't like it.

He has spoiled you well.
-You are out of your mind.

He is magnificent.

Mr. Farad can receive you.

Dear colleague, by mandate
I am filing a criminal case against you

...pursuant to 222-22-3 for serious
facts, for which my client is suing you.

I would like to know what your position is
and whether you want to settle.

I want to say that, given the situation
which I, forgive my dear colleague

...know a little better than you do, without completely
misrepresentation of the truth...

...there is no reason
to cite Article 222-22-3.

I want my stepson to know
that I find this blackmail abject.

We do not ask you about your feelings.

Your client is a liar.

His accusations
make no sense...

...And he knows that.
-Don't address him directly.

Please indicate whether you want
us to pursue this, or not.

If not, I will refer the matter
to the OM and the Bar.

I accept your proposal.

It better be.

I will no longer waste your time.

Please send our agreement
to my office.

Of course.

Goodbye, Théo.

What on earth are you coming to do?

Seeing you.

Why?
-To see you.

We had a deal, didn't we?

There is no fucking deal.

I accepted everything.
It cost me a fortune.

What do you want now? Torment me?

Then see how you are.
You're drunk.

You don't know what you are doing anymore.
Be reasonable.

Stop.

Say you're not in love with me.

You are crazy. Completely crazy.

You're crazy, too.

Mad at me.

What was there?

That was Théo.

He was drunk.
I called a cab.

You are ice cold.

Pierre...
-Silent.