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NETFLIX PRESENTS

Just a few hours left

until the moment everyone was waiting for,

installed on sun loungers or on the grass,

with eyes glued to the sky.

A rare phenomenon will occur tonight.

A total eclipse of the moon.

And it is certainly rare.

The next one is expected in 2033,

and none are seen in France since 1998.

This is the first sighting 21st century.

Luckily, the weather conditions tonight are ideal.

Lots of spectators they will try to capture the moment.

To do so is not necessary sophisticated equipment.

An ordinary camera or smartphone are enough.

A word to the intelligent: don't be superstitious.

Eclipses carry some risks.

Indeed, says the legend during lunar eclipses

incredible things can happen.

At the exact moment in which the moon is completely covered,

they say time stops

and our greatest sins they are clean...

Our soul is condemned to be trapped in limbo for all eternity.

It's just a legend, of course, but...

Enough with the eclipse!

You look fantastic.

Thanks.

How are you going to get back?

Oh no, not the bus. I thought about going on foot, since I live nearby.

Are you staying here?

The conditions are perfect. Not a cloud...

It can't be!

No way!

I'll call you back.

Are you going out like this?

Yes, why?

- Where are you going tonight? - I told you, it's Zo's party.

- I don't believe you. - Then don't believe it.

What is this?

- Did you search my bag? - No.

- I can't believe you searched! - And then? What is this?

Condoms. It's written on the box.

Margot...

They're not mine.

- Why do you have them in your bag? - Zo� asked me to keep them.

Oh, yes? And why is Zo? Can't keep them?

Because the mother is crazy. Go through her things.

I should make an appointment with you.

- Don't call anymore! - I bet they're awake.

She said she was going to do it after talking to you.

Don't be foolish. You'll wake them up.

- Are you sleeping? - I don't hear anything.

Am I?

What is this?

Put the phone away, mom.

Remove, how?

- Like this? - Exactly.

You have to put them down, grandpa.

Take your time, Charlotte. They're kids.

Yes, I know. They're mine.

Mom, not too late, please.

Yes dear. I'll do it now.

Tell your wife that I raised children without her.

- She should have been careful with her tone. - Yes, I hear you, grandpa.

Ready, my loves. Goodnight!

- Good night, dad and mom. - Goodnight!

Good night, dear.

Good night, mom.

Wait. Did you go through his suitcase?

Yes.

Did you go through his suitcase?

Yes... but that's not the point...

- Yes, yes. -Vincent!

Our daughter is rejecting the parental structure.

Yes, but that's normal.

But she's 17 and is lucky to have parents

which are the two doctors. We have to help her.

Listen. I completely agree with you.

But she needs advice from the mother, not the psychologist.

Was it always this loud?

How are you?

All good.

- Is Ben here? - No, not yet.

- Have you met the girlfriend yet? - No.

- Tiramisu. - Yes, as usual.

Great, Vincent is being creative again. Foie gras in milk...

In milk?

Hello, friends.

Hello!

Welcome.

Did you make foie gras in milk?

It's a surprise.

You know I'm allergic to lactose.

But not foie gras?

Wait.

He meets.

The shipper must need drivers, But I have the weekend off.

Then don't answer. We have plans.

Then...

Dinner at my mother's.

- Seriously, it's true. - I know.

- I was thinking about other plans. - Oh yes?

Show me the wine. Based on the label, it's cheap, don't you think?

At all! from the wine cellar in front of the hall.

It is biodynamic. It looks like it's great.

For 25 euros, I hope so!

- Needs degassing. - What?

Shaking releases the gas.

It's not the wine that's expensive, it's the gas.

- Yeah, right. - What are you doing?

- Taking the price. - For 25 euros, you can leave it.

Or better yet, let it go, that's it!

Like this.

- "Hello, good evening!" - Honey...

To.

This elevator takes ages. Let's take the stairs.

- But it's already arrived! - Let's run up there!

Good.

So, what do you think?

Well, it's white.

AND?

I don't digest sulfites well.

- Give me... - What?

Heartburn.

Give?

It's a good Muscadet.

I completely agree.

- Are you okay? You look tired. - Yes I know.

Will you help me?

- What do we have to start with? - It's a surprise.

Here comes a surprise. Ben's girlfriend.

- All good? - Is everything up to you?

No.

- Where is Thomas? - Come up.

I won.

Going down I win.

Hello.

Guys...

- It's fine. - All good?

- How are you? - Hello.

- Is he here? - It hasn't arrived yet.

And no, I didn't meet her. Give me the coat.

Okay...

Do you know Ben's girlfriend?

- No, we thought you knew. - You look beautiful!

- It will be a surprise. - Thanks.

- What? - It's a surprise.

I like the new color.

- Do you think so? Thanks. - I adore.

Take it.

- Thanks. - Of course.

- Yes, it seems. - Hello everyone!

- Hello, how are you? - Well, what about you?

- Hello. - Hello.

- Here. It is biodynamic. - Seriously?

What does this mean?

- That costs a fortune. Look. - Honey!

- A bottle for 25.90 euros! - Stop!

It better be good.

How are you?

- We have Muscadet. - This is good.

It's good, but it gives me heartburn.

Can I help?

No, he yells at you. It's surprise.

- Oh, it's a surprise! - Yes.

Cooked foisegras in milk.

It's my gift from cooking class.

A secret starter and main course.

- It's a surprise. - It smells good.

What's going on?

You didn't have to share your gift.

It was for you.

But it's your favorite dish, reinvented.

- Are you okay? You look tired. - Well, it seems so.

Stop by the salon tomorrow. The boss You're on vacation, I'll give you a free gift.

I loved it, but on Saturdays the priority is the kids.

Come on, my mom stays with them.

No. You go.

I?

My wife doesn't shave your bikini line!

No. Marco shaves his chest.

- What? - Do you shave your chest?

Great.

- And you let me? - I have no alternative!

And use moisturizer.

Why are you telling this?

Wait, we've known each other for 35 years,

and we only discovered now do you shave your chest?

- And use moisturizer. - It should be smooth.

I don't wax. I use the razor every now and then.

And the cream is for a problem hereditary on my father's side.

Very dry skin.

He's all dry!

- Many men use moisturizer. - There's nothing wrong.

It's not funny!

Many men do, don't they?

- How do you imagine Ben's girlfriend? - I don't know, but it's cool.

It's the first since the divorce. Don't scare her.

No more pistachios. There is a lot of food. They will be full.

- I imagine him with an older woman. - It's his type.

- A MIFL, but even older. - � MILF.

- That's what I said. - No, MIFL.

What is this?

A MILF? Much older than you.

Fix.

This wine has a strange flavor. Like a Coca Cola.

Damn, we didn't outgas it!

How about throwing it away?

Yes?

- 28A23. - Is it Ben?

I've given it to you many times. See you soon.

Was it Ben?

They arrived.

- Hello. - But...

Where...

What it was?

Are you coming alone?

Oh, that...

Gastritis.

- Oh, no! - She's not coming?

Not with gastritis.

- There is no MILF. - What a shame.

- More food for us. -Vincent!

I'm joking.

So, do I stay or...

- Of course, come in! - Sorry, come in.

Sorry.

Here, Vincent.

- So? - She's sick.

- Did they argue? - No.

I hope they are not biodynamic.

They argued.

No, we don't argue!

I'll stay with him.

Marie, what's the menu?

Don't worry, you'll like it.

How old did you say she was?

- I didn't say anything. - He didn't say.

Guys, we agreed. No jokes about Ben's girlfriend.

Ready. It's not here. We can...

I am here. What were the jokes?

We were imagining what she looked like. High, low...

- Brunette, blonde... - Gray...

Gray? Can you imagine me with an old woman?

Not necessarily. But you like women a little...

A little what?

Gray.

- No. - Don't deny it.

How old was your ex, Catherine?

Don't say "had". She didn't die.

- He could have died. - Stop teasing him.

Here, continue, give me your arm.

Okay, now the jokes are about Ben's ex?

No, that's not it...

In fact, she deserves it.

- Try the pistachio in olive oil. - Pistachios...

Stop! I prepared a lot of food. They will be full. It's not funny.

What did you do?

It's surprise.

Do you know why you like old women?

I don't like old women!

Many old women like young men.

- Of course. - The Madonna.

It's true. Maybe it's her.

- Who? - Ben could hang out with Madonna.

No way.

I can't imagine Madonna with gastritis.

Why not?

- Are you coming to smoke? - I don't smoke.

And then? Come on.

I can imagine you with gastritis, but not Madonna.

Thanks. Charming.

Wine is boring. I hope it's good.

Who is the girl?

Are you serious?

I don't know.

- What do you mean, you don't know? - Maybe it is.

- Who is she? - Do we know her?

No.

- Are you in love? - I don't know.

You are!

- Look at him! - How can I know?

I know.

If you call him for more than 30 minutes a day, you're in love.

And the day you stop calling, you are married.

- Yes. - That's not true.

What's the joke?

Nothing.

Girl talk.

Girl talk?

- Am I invading? - No, of course not.

So are you going to try this wine?

Maybe we agitated too much.

So when did we meet her?

On another day. I'll be right back.

- So? - I'm not sure.

- Where are you going? - Gastritis.

What good taste.

- What is he doing? - Did you wash your hands?

- Photo time. - No, Ben, not photos.

Yes!

I bought a gadget.

You have lots of photos.

Especially since the 3rd year. It may be our only photo of the eclipse.

He's right. Plus, I think it's beautiful.

I had never seen one.

And not only. can happen strange things during the eclipse.

Wait, are you really seeing all the photos?

Yes. I even made a miscellaneous one.

What?

- A "miscellaneous"? - Yes.

Did he say "miscellaneous"?

Do people still say that?

When we leave for later, we forget.

- Come on! - It's three seconds.

You're right. Last time, we didn't shoot.

Come on!

- One... - We shot, but running.

Two...

AND...

Oh! Kitchen!

- Too late! - No!

The entrance is hot, guys. Come.

No!

Yes!

We take it off later.

How can it be easier sell breast implants than shoes?

There are different sizes and shapes...

Some want them round, others pear-shaped.

Others are as smooth as a board...

Liar!

A guy wants a size 43,

but there is only stock of 42.

- But you try. - Can you do it?

It depends. Sometimes you can give a sock to get in better.

Or, if it's too big, Give me a pair of thick socks.

I've seen guys limping to the door.

Do you lie to people?

I saw a hilarious scene.

Do you sell implants in pairs?

I buy them in pairs, but I don't sell them in pairs.

- I saw a hilarious scene. - Buy them in pairs?

I too saw a hilarious scene.

Yes, but there are guys who work...

Wait, Ben has a funny story.

An old man had a fit on the bus. He fell flat on the ground.

They tried to save him, but he died.

I hope the end is funny.

And it is. And... How...

They tried to revive him, but they couldn't.

What is the name of the thing that beeps?

An electrocardiograph.

- The electrocardiogram... - It's not "gram", it's "graph".

Ready. It beeped continuously.

- It's not a good sign. - No.

And suddenly, beep, beep, beep.

Everyone relieved. The woman stops crying.

But no.

It was the old man's phone, receiving messages.

They begin to have hope. They massage the heart again.

The woman starts crying again.

AND...

Meanwhile, it continues to beep.

The old woman went crazy.

With each beep, you think he's alive. Then pick up your cell phone to turn it off

and look at him.

And then... boom!

Pumbaa?

- Continue. - She read the messages.

Saw what he was getting.

Do you realize that your husband had a lover

who sends you sexual messages.

Sexual text messages.

I have no idea what they are.

Don't deny it, you send me a lot.

Shut up!

And then the old woman comes alive and horned at the same time.

He finished?

Yes.

This is revolting.

You said it would be a funny story.

Yes, but... isn't it funny?

Wasn't the cell phone locked?

I don't think so.

How can you be so stupid?

Why?

You have to be stupid not to block the cell phone, if you're cheating on your wife.

Well, how comforting. You block yours, don't you?

Of course I block...

Everyone does it. Don't you?

No, not everyone.

The guy on the bus didn't do it.

- Well, I didn't really do it. - That's why it was stupid.

I don't block mine.

- Neither do I. - No?

No. We are a couple without obstacles.

- We don't block. - I see.

So... how about oysters?

Nothing bad.

- They're hot. It's unusual. - Less hot.

Is there still oil spilled in Brittany?

For God's sake. It's squid ink.

- I thought you loved oysters. - Yes, but they give me canker sores.

They're oysters!

Why didn't you say so?

- I love capers. - Next time I'll just make capers.

- Capers au gratin. - Stop.

You only cook things I can't eat.

You can't eat anything.

What do you eat?

I eat everything.

At home, my mother cooks. Like everything.

Yes, he eats everything his mother makes.

Do you like water?

Water, of course.

I don't like the taste, but I can drink it.

Cell phones have become It's the black box of couples, don't you think?

Why do you say that?

I was thinking about Ben's story.

Imagine the number of divorces

if everyone looked your partner's cell phone?

If you have nothing to hide...

Come on, let's see yours.

My what?

Your cell phone. Show me.

But it's personal.

Make up your mind. You said it's not a problem none if you have nothing to hide.

It's fine.

But if I show you mine, you show me yours.

Look at their hands shaking.

What it was?

So, Lá, Thomas Can I see your cell phone?

I don't even block mine.

I'm not nosy.

And you? Would you show yours to Vincent?

I don't know what she has on her phone. I don't care.

Don't you care?

No, it doesn't matter.

But if you want to see mine, there is no problem.

It's just pictures of fake breasts and fat liposuctioned asses.

Wow man!

- It's just work. - Show me.

It's confidential.

- Come on, he saw it, show me! - It is medical confidentiality.

He said "medical confidentiality."

Let's play a game.

- A game? - As we have nothing to hide,

we could put all the cell phones on the table

and everything is received tonight,

emails, messages, calls...

...all the social media stuff...

We see everything together and we read everything out loud.

It'll be fun.

Fun? I doubt.

It's not fun at all.

She's right, it seems fun to me. I'm in line.

Thanks.

Here we go.

- Come on! - Come on!

Ben?

Leave the games. The last time we played Trivial Pursuit, we discussed.

Seriously, it'll be fun.

- Yes! - No, it won't be any fun.

Why are you being so stubborn?

No!

Yes.

Do you want me to assume Are you hiding something from me?

I...

Seriously.

It's fine.

- You don't have to do it. - Ready.

Thanks.

When we have had enough, we stop.

It's fun. As a modern version

"Truth or Dare" from when we were kids.

Come on, baby.

- Honey? - Yes!

Damn, we must be an old couple, if you call me dear!

- If it makes you happy. - Yes, leave it.

If it makes you happy, it also makes me happy.

Personally, I think it's tacky.

Why?

This is a dinner.

That's why you always put your facing down?

I see.

Very good.

Observe.

This time, up.

I loved!

Me too.

- Margot! - Hello, Margot.

- I am going out. - You're going to catch a cold like that.

I'm tired of telling you this.

Can I talk to you?

- She's grown up! - I'm right here.

By the way, can you come with me, please?

If you'll excuse me...

- Let's go. - The daughter gives the orders.

She's the one who wears the pants here at home.

What's going on?

Can you give me money for tonight?

- Couldn't you ask me there? - You know I hate asking from mom.

- Ben, give me the plate. - No, wait...

- But you like this. - Marie!

What about oysters?

The best is yet to come.

- P�t� in milk. - No, � foie gras.

Stop! We have a message!

It's yours.

"I want your body."

Who is it?

I don't know!

I knew this was a bad idea. We should stop right now.

- Who is it? - He leaves!

I don't have the number on my cell phone. It's a mistake.

It's the same number.

- No. - He meets!

I don't know who it is!

Answer and let's find out.

Put it on speaker.

Hello, who is this?

Who is it?

I am? Answer, because... I don't care, I'm going to hang up.

No, you won't!

Wait.

I hear breathing. It's someone.

We are listening.

Answer, otherwise...

What the hell is this?

Answer, damn it.

Thomas, darling...

What an idiot.

It's a big...

This is how you learn not to make fun of my oysters.

Thomas, I want to see you naked, completely naked!

I knew it was him.

I knew.

Him and his stupid jokes!

No, but... this game sucks.

I already said it.

Will you give me my cell phone back? I have to go.

Of course. Thank you my dear.

You could say goodbye.

Of course. Goodbye.

Wow...

She's not always like this.

No... tonight is nice.

Don't worry, you'll know what to do.

- "Do you know what to do?" - Yes.

Are you pregnant?

No, but we are working on it.

Actively.

Very actively.

I think the children are a "convenience choice."

Convenience, the children?

I don't think you even understand what are you saying.

I understand. Socially, it is very convenient.

Get married, have children. Fits the mold.

No questions arise.

I don't want children just to fit the mold.

I have my reasons.

Give me one.

I don't know, there are many.

For a couple, it is an achievement.

Sorry to tell you, but this is even worse.

That means neither of you two could be happy,

your happiness depends on another being.

That's tough, Ben.

Yes, I'm tough.

I want my happiness depend on me.

Ready.

It's selfish, I know. Then I will die selfish.

And alone.

I know that when she tells me I'm going to be a father, I'm going to...

I'm going to cry.

My love!

Wait until I'm 17 and answer you.

That's when you're going to cry.

No way.

It's my sister. What do I do?

He meets!

It's the aim of the game.

Say it out loud.

You're out loud!

- How boring! - Ben!

Out loud? Turn it off, please.

- I can't. - Why not?

We are playing a game.

- Hello, Laurance. - Hello, Laurance.

Hello everyone.

Forget it, I'll call you tomorrow.

If it's because of the work in Nantes, Tell your friend I don't care.

We'll talk tomorrow. Goodbye.

Shit, I messed up.

- We'll fix it. - Sorry.

What kind of work is this in Nantes?

A friend of Laurence told him about teaching at a private school.

Why don't you want to?

It's far.

It's not exactly Shanghai!

I loved living near the sea.

Is Nantes by the sea?

Yes, more or less.

Do you want me to go far away?

No!

- Yes! - Honey.

Thank you for your concern, I sent my CV to many places.

Something will appear.

They can't fire you like that. If you sue them, you win.

They didn't fire me.

They didn't renew the contract. It's not the same.

They didn't give you any reason?

I think they want another gym teacher.

I think they want someone younger.

It's okay. I manage... without having to go to Nantes.

I find something else.

Wait, they're not finished yet.

Yes, now!

But they haven't even started yet.

It was great. Thanks.

- Do you need help? - No, thank you.

Are you okay?

Yes.

You're drunk!

I'm not at all!

There is a lot of tension between you.

Something happened.

Yes, 15 years of marriage.

We can't talk without arguing.

How do they do it?

What?

To get along.

Proof.

- No. - Come on, prove it.

- I can't, there's milk. - I made yours without milk. Proof.

- Just one bite. - Go.

- It's hot! - Nothing is wrong.

Take it.

- It's hot! - Yes, but it's good.

- Yes. Did you add capers? - No.

You should.

Okay...

Seriously, you and Marie...

...what's your secret?

I let things flow.

And sometimes not.

Pass me the plate.

- What is this? - Broccoli puree.

Here it is!

- What is that? - Foie gras in milk.

Don't start yet. The follow-up is not yet ready.

It's mine!

It's my father.

Hello, dad.

How are you, darling?

All good. We are having dinner with friends.

I'll be quick. I spoke to Weiss. He can operate on you next month.

I'll send you his number.

Thank you, dad.

- Will you give mom a kiss? - Yes.

- Goodbye, darling. - Goodbye.

What's going on?

What is this operation?

It's nothing serious.

It is a breast augmentation.

I'm going to get boobs.

I need wine.

You? Enlarge your breasts?

Yes... me.

Why? It's a psychologist.

And then?

She's right.

A psychoanalyst does not enlarge her breasts.

Yes, it's strange.

So what do they do?

Nothing.

Nothing!

Why not, if I want to?

That's the problem.

You shouldn't want to.

You are a psychoanalyst.

As a psychoanalyst, You should accept your body, right?

Exactly.

A woman who enlarges her breasts Don't accept your body?

No.

Listen, I accept my whole body, except my chest.

Why isn't Vincent doing the operation?

I bet you have to pay the other guy.

Because daddy wants the best for your dear daughter.

Dr. Weiss of Geneva, surgeon to the stars!

Not me, I cut fat to cashiers and hairdressers.

Her father dreamed that she would get married with a cardiologist, neurologist...

There you are with your ridiculous complex.

Am I wrong?

A husband cannot operate the woman's breasts.

It's obvious.

You wouldn't come to me for therapy.

You don't even believe what I do.

I don't disagree.

- Stop. - Our work has a lot in common.

You notice heads and me, asses and breasts.

Everything for personal well-being.

But with you, it takes years. With me, two hours.

I agree, it's not that chic, but it's faster.

Calm! It's just the broccoli.

Wait... There's no more... I'll get more wine.

Does anyone want more white? Yes?

Okay, I'll get it.

Broccoli?

Then we stopped at McDonald's.

Beno�t, I have a little problem.

I need your help.

You used my whole name, It's not a good sign.

Don't worry, it's not serious.

More or less.

Well... I have a friend. Every night, she sends me...

What?

A photo of her.

- I see. - No, you're not.

- I imagine. - No!

It's not what you think. It's a private joke. It's a joke.

- Joke? Right. - Yes.

I bet your wife You won't find it funny.

Precisely. That's where you come in.

I don't understand.

We have the same cell phone.

We exchanged until I received the photo.

And I'm the pervert. Thanks.

- Why do you care? You're single. - No, I'm not!

I'm no longer single.

Tonight is it.

I barely know the girl. I never met her.

Beno�t.

We've been friends since we were 3rd grade.

You have to help me.

Charlotte is also my friend.

It's not that long, but... I feel uncomfortable.

Uncomfortable?

Do you feel uncomfortable to avoid a disaster?

A destroyed family, kids from one side to the other.

Screams and cries, thanks to whom?

To Mr. Uncomfortable.

What type of photo?

It's nothing... seriously.

Come on, Ben.

- No. - What?

No.

- Ben? - No, no way.

What?

Ben!

Come back here!

Let's rent a yurt.

- A yurt? - Yes.

Yes. Or we could go to Normandy.

- No, I'm tired of... - Let's do something different.

Trench coats in August? No, thank you.

What do you want me to do in a yurt?

Wait, I'll serve you.

But... staying in a yurt It's a fun activity.

We can have fun somewhere else.

How about a canal cruise?

- What the hell was I doing there? - Great idea!

But Marie gets sick.

If you're pregnant this summer, me too.

I didn't buy enough bread, but you never eat it all.

Normally, we eat everything else.

What's going on?

I don't know if I can tell you.

But Charlotte, you know that you can tell me everything.

Then. You're right.

Here you go.

Your husband...

Your husband is seeing a psychologist!

- Vincent? - Yes.

Don't say anything. I swore to Marco that I wouldn't tell.

It's mine!

Steve Jobs?

It's mine!

Steve Jobs.

No problem, it's work.

Well, answer.

He meets.

I told you, it's work.

It's going to be boring and time-consuming, isn't it...

If we start cheating, I'll leave.

Then.

Someone is suspicious.

I am?

Am I, Jean-Yves?

Mrs. Courtois?

Yes. Good evening, Jean-Yves.

Good evening, Mrs. Courtois.

I'm sorry to call so late, but tomorrow I'm going on vacation.

Your computer is ready.

- Thank you very much. - I'll leave it at reception.

Perfect. I'll pick it up on Monday.

- Yes. - And...

Happy holidays. Where are you going?

To the beach with my wife. It's the honeymoon we never had.

Good luck.

Yes, thank you.

Goodbye.

Ready. Are you happy?

Steve Jobs?

It's the computer.

Zidane didn't look good to me.

Speaking of football... "Pascal: game tomorrow."

Yes, I received it too.

I received the same.

Is there a game tomorrow? I didn't receive anything.

- Maybe you don't have a network. - Yes, the network here is weak.

What's yours?

Did they kick me out of the team?

- Don't look at me. - Of course not!

Fucking idiots.

They only call me when they need it of goalkeepers. I'm the only professional.

Professional?

I'm a gymnastics teacher, right?

Of course.

Restart the phone. is able to help.

Or lift it up. Maybe you'll catch a net.

What it was?

- "Carole Central." - Not again.

"Call me. It's super urgent!!!"

With three exclamation points!

Who is this Carole?

Who do you need to call urgently? and three exclamation marks?

It's from the taxi center.

"Car called to the corner from St. Paul in ten minutes."

Well, call him back.

That's the game, isn't it? I had to meet Steve Jobs.

Pause. Seriously...

No, there are no breaks...

- It's going to ruin the weekend. Seriously... - Yes, exactly.

They're all cheating. I give up.

Come on, Marco, that's not it.

If she needs me to work, I have to leave now.

- Do you understand? - Well, pause.

What a shame. We wanted to meet Carole.

With three exclamation points. Will you pass me the bread?

Honestly, they were disappointed.

She is super vulgar.

Horrible tattoos and fake boobs.

Thank you very much!

What I mean to say...

Shit, sorry. I...

They're not just fake...

I mean, they're fake,

but they are...

Hers are...

...too fake.

What's wrong with him?

Gastritis?

Ready? Go! One, two, one, two...

What are you doing?

It's a new app. "Fizz Up."

A 20-week workout.

Twenty seconds every time it rings.

Do you lose 20 kg?

No, eight.

What a steal!

Twenty weeks? When did you start?

Yesterday.

I'm sorry, I have no choice. It's whenever it rings.

Even at night?

If it rings, yes.

Turn it off. Who cares?

See you soon.

No, I can't.

I don't cheat.

- I would if I were you. - Me too.

Twenty weeks, day and night, what a nightmare.

You know, with liposuction, you can sleep at night.

I don't like needles.

I want to be a teacher of credible gymnastics.

And then maybe the football messages don't get lost along the way.

Does your app know when foie gras you ate?

Quality food does not make you fat.

Well, in that case, help yourself!

What an idiot!

At least it's not biodynamic. It immediately made a hole.

Come to the kitchen.

Don't worry.

- No, it will stain. - I'll change my shirt.

Come on. If you don't get it wet, it will stain.

- It's fine. - Come on.

It's so clumsy.

Goodbye, custom-made shirt!

It's done.

What?

No! I already said no.

Too late.

I said no!

This summer...

...go rafting in Ard�che.

- Don't be stupid, Marco. You don't know how to swim. - It's true.

I'm so clumsy.

Sorry.

Why didn't you tell me?

What?

From the psychologist?

Who is it? Do I know her?

No.

How long have you been there?

Six months.

Are you angry?

No.

A little bit, yes.

What made you decide?

I don't know...

Many things.

We cannot become Ken and Barbie.

You with fake breasts and me without tomatoes.

I'm going to change my clothes.

Kiss me before you eat that.

It's good. Proof.

- It's good. - No, it has a strange smell.

Sorry.

- It's heavy and fat. - Are you fat?

Yes, very fat. Very difficult to digest.

- Is everything okay, Marie? - Yes, he went to change his shirt.

- Is it good? - Yes, it's great.

It's good, but it's a bit...

A little fat for me.

- Whose is it? - It's yours, Ben.

- A photo! - "X"?

Who is "X"?

- How mysterious. - Yes, who is "X"?

A co-worker at St. Genevieve.

She's not a teacher, she's...

Works in administration, but it is not effective.

I think it's an internship.

And... sometimes... send me photos.

No... not often.

Show us.

No, they're boring. I never open them.

Go there. Play, Ben. Show us the photo.

- Show us the photo! - We all want to see the photo!

He doesn't even see them.

Yes, but we can see it together.

- Show us! - It's the rules!

Show!

- Show the photo. - Show us!

Cum guys!

You still break it.

Show us your cell phone!

Wow man!

- What it was? - Well done, "X"!

Show us!

You rascal!

Just look at how flexible she is!

Show us!

- Look how flexible she is! - I've seen it.

Show me!

Vincent!

No, it's not for girls.

Don't look. Vincent, come here!

It's your specialty. Vincent!

Let me see!

- I want your opinion: what do you think? - Cum guys!

Come on, show us!

I don't even know what the right position is.

- Let us see! - It's not for girls!

- Charlotte! - They're crazy. Take it!

They're crazy!

My God!

- Was this your companion today? - No, it's not her.

How disgusting.

Show it to Marco!

I saw it, Charlotte.

How is that done?

It's impossible to do that with gastritis.

Even I can't do it.

It's risky, is my medical opinion.

Who is this "X"?

- Isn't it fun? - Yes.

Who is this "X"?

It's a private joke. It's a joke.

I love your sense of humor.

- It's "X"! - It's X-Woman!

I don't know her, but I like her.

Without a doubt.

- Would you do that to me at home? - Come on, Marco!

Yes.

� "X".

Whose is it?

It's yours.

What ridiculous ringtone is that?

I don't know.

The kids have been playing with him.

It's... Julien. How cool. Asking how I am.

Nothing interesting.

But nice.

Okay...

But who is Julien?

is a co-worker, with your Jean-Yves.

It's from the legal department.

A very nice guy.

I introduced you to this annual.

You even spoke to him.

Yes!

I don't remember.

That's the problem.

You never remember. It's not easy.

And why does he want to know? How are you?

At this hour?

Why...

...we discussed this afternoon about It's a stupid accounting subject.

So how is it?

Stupid or nice?

Friendly and stupid. Are you okay?

It could be both, don't you think?

I'll tell you I'm having dinner with friends and that we spoke on Monday.

- Nothing complicated. - Wait...

Why do you tell him where you are? What matters?

It's a co-worker you barely know.

Just tell him you're sleeping.

If you want to reconcile with him, don't lie.

Especially because it's 9:30 pm. It would be strange.

Very strange.

What does it matter? He can tell the truth.

Yes, I will tell the truth.

No!

- Ben! - This guy is crazy!

What happened to privacy?

Before it was: "Hello, how are you?"

Now it's: "Hello, where are you?" What does it matter where we are?

Let them breathe!

Ben is right. He just asked me how I was.

Exactly!

Where you are is your problem.

These things kill privacy.

We are voluntary victims, we gradually lose our free will.

I completely agree with you.

In fact, I'm not going to answer.

- Ready. - No, don't answer!

Because you are free!

Whose is it?

It's Vincent's.

Vincent. SMS.

I have an email!

Okay, but Vincent first.

Okay...

What it was?

So?

30% discount on gardening and I can't go.

What an idiot.

It's your turn, Charlotte.

No, wait!

- Calm down! - He's crazy.

"Cyril says: 'There's the last email.'"

It's Siri, not Cyril.

I found an email at 9:39 pm.

Senior Residence sent you an email

about your registration.

Content: "Dear Madam, we confirm receipt of your application

at the Les Lilas Senior Residence.

We will contact you shortly

so you can benefit first month free

after final registration in our Residence.

Caroline Agranier, Director of the Les Lilas Senior Residence."

Would you like to respond?

- Would you like to respond? - No.

No!

A senior residence?

Who are these crazy people?

Sending emails at this time.

What is it?

A home?

I don't know.

Oh, I know!

It wasn't the weekend, it was the week last time, I went there with a friend,

a co-worker, who wanted to put his mother there.

So I paid a visit

and it was... so beautiful.

I think I asked for information.

"Information"?

Because they mentioned an inscription.

Would you send my mother to a home?

- It's not a home, okay? - I don't want to know.

- It is a residence. - Stop!

That woman loves you.

He takes care of everything, despite the hip.

The house, the kids...

- Yes. - All.

And in return, it has a bed and a table.

And then? Do you want me to ask Is my mother to pay rent?

Well, it's...

- Yes. - Thomas!

And why not?

She has a pension.

Do you know how much we save per year in baby-sitters thanks to her?

You have no idea. But if you want, we can change things.

But in this case, Snow holidays are over.

Shit, not snow holidays!

At least admit it's not the same with her living at home!

"It's not the same"? In what way?

In what way?

Let me see...

I can think of a specific way.

Great! Strength.

To.

You know exactly what I'm talking about.

- No, I don't know. - You know, yes.

No.

- Yes. - No!

Yes, you know.

I don't understand.

- You understand. - No.

Yes!

No.

Yes!

It's fine.

Do you think the fact that my mother live with us

Is that the reason we don't do it anymore?

Yes, I think.

It is true that, unconsciously, the proximity of the mother...

...can have a castrating effect.

- It is common knowledge. - Castrator.

I can confirm. Castrator...

Yes, but, you know...

I, for example, adore my mother-in-law, but I couldn't live with her.

Neither do I.

Even if my mother pay rent, no way.

These modern homes are fantastic. Four stars.

It's not a home!

Yes I know. Sorry.

Sorry.

AND...

Just be sincere. Your mom is a little...

I mean, she's not very...

What I mean to say...

- You know her, she's your mother. - Yes, but I don't understand.

Marco, when I was little, she scared me.

- Exactly. - He beat me more than my own father.

Those hands... That beard...

I adore her. We all love it.

But you have to admit it's set up.

You too?

No, but honestly...

You said it yourself.

She has your character...

Ready.

Amen! Thanks.

Photo time?

Yes, the photo!

No, only Ben takes the photo. The others stay at the table.

No.

You told me you don't have space. Take lots of photos.

There, can we use your cell phone?

Of course.

Take extra photos.

- Does it fit in this socket? - Yes.

Open a vacancy and you will receive an email! A new resident!

- Exactly, it's always full! - Everything is complete.

Always.

The old are the future.

Come together to watch the eclipse.

One...

...two...

...three...

YVAN HELLO!

- What does he want at this hour? - I don't know.

- Who is it? - It's her ex. La, what does he want?

I don't know, I just said "hello".

- Come on, let's take the photo. - Her ex?

One, two...

Thomas, smile!

Calm. I don't give a shit for this guy.

- Okay, come on. - Is it her ex?

- Yes, it's her ex. - Go there.

One,

two, three...

Why did you save it on your list? with the first name, Yvan?

Because it's his name. How would you like it to be stored?

First and last name, like everyone else.

Dear...

You saved my brother like Pascal Auclair.

You didn't write "brother-in-law" or "Paco".

Leave it there. It's her ex. What does "ex" mean?

Means "ex".

- Yes. - Or "sex."

- He's incredible. - Come on!

In my opinion, exes are... dangerous.

- Let's take the photo. - Let's go.

Especially if you left him. It is the ego speaking, not the heart.

Ready... um...

Who left who?

I left him. Ready.

So it's the ego talking. He doesn't give up.

To. I know what you want.

Shall we take the photo or not?

That's up to Ben.

Ben, are you ready?

You're kidding, right?

Let's go. One, two...

Smile, Thomas!

I'm calm. The guy is harmless.

One...

Shall we take the photo?

One, two, three...

YVAN I LIKE TO FUCK

Screw this!

I swear I'm going to kill him.

I don't care. It's dead.

- My love... - I'll kill him!

It's not what you think.

What message is this?

I don't feel like it...

So what is this? A group message?

What is this?

Stop laughing, guys!

- He's right, he's not friendly. - Come on, I'm listening.

Yvan is dating a girl a few months ago.

For her, it's just sex. So he pretends that it's the same for him.

- And then? I don't understand. - Good...

He pretends he doesn't want to know, but he's actually crazy about her.

You don't know what to say to him. This is making him sick.

You should call the vet, She is not my wife.

Marco, stop laughing!

Seriously... honey...

Come here, we're taking the photo!

We take it off later.

A veterinarian!

What's wrong with you?

Why are you upset with Yvan?

So what about the photo?

We will never take it away.

I'll call you right away.

It's not worth it. I don't give a shit.

- I don't. - If you think I'm jealous...

Less than an hour to the moon disappear completely.

Many are preparing...

Thank you for calling. Sorry to bother you, but it was urgent.

- Did she call you? - She invited me to her house.

Don't you see, it's going to be worse.

It can't get any worse. I'm obsessed.

I'm going crazy, physically sick.

I think I will.

So why did you call me, have you already decided?

Who else could I call?

Well... I don't know what to tell you, Yvan.

Well... enjoy the night.

Thank you.

Right. Goodbye.

Satisfied?

Call you often?

- Sometimes. - That's what?

- When you feel like it... - I understand. Thanks.

When you call me in tears, What do you want me to do? What turn off?

I don't want to know. Give him Marie's number.

You need a psychologist, not your ex.

Cheese board. To the table.

Fromaggi!

You're a pain in the ass.

I thought you were allergic to milk.

I know medically it's strange, but I'm not allergic to cheese.

Maybe it's the process fermentation or...

Medically speaking, the diagnosis is simple.

It's irritating.

You are mistaken.

- Yes, yes. - That's not it.

- Charlotte, what... I'll do it. - What?

- I'll do that, sit down. - I am fine.

I lift the table.

Sit down.

- Seriously. - I am fine!

Let me tell you something. Your Yvan...

...to you who wants to fuck.

But... this is ridiculous.

I have no contact with none of my exes.

They don't want to talk to you.

To. I'm serious.

If it bothers you so much, I'll tell you to stop calling me. Is that what you want?

Yes, it would be better.

I think it's absurd that you can't anymore talk to a friend

because your husband doesn't trust you.

What? It has nothing to do with it. I trust her.

It's him I don't trust.

I know these types of guys. I smell them right away.

- He's a pervert. - Why do you say that?

- It looks very nice. - Yes, yes.

Is it the one who lives in Nantes?

Nantes... isn't that where you'd like to live?

He's right!

You said that when we spoke of Ben's work.

You said you loved living there, that Nantes was a great city. Explain!

It's fine, but it might be painful for you.

Are you sure you want the truth?

Yes I have.

Your two best friends They're making fun of you.

No, he doesn't live in Nantes, dear!

Idiot.

You're a fool.

Oh, no! It's full of germs!

- I'm sorry, my love. - Eat some cheese.

Yes! Cheese!

The guy says, "I opened a business."

And the friend says: "What do you mean? You don't know how to do anything."

And he says, "I invented something that turns shit into butter."

And that's not it!

Let me finish!

To!

There is no punchline.

- It's a joke. - Telephone!

It's Margot.

Then answer.

Hello, dear. Is everything okay?

Yes, fine.

Can I talk to you?

Of course, I'm listening.

I don't know how to say this, but Tristan's parents aren't home.

He asked me to leave the party and go to his house.

Just the two of us.

And...

Well, you...

Do you understand?

Father?

And you, what do you think?

I don't know what to do.

Because I wasn't expecting it.

Well, at least not tonight

and... the point is, if you refuse, things are going to get weird between us.

What do I do?

If you're just going to avoid things get weird...

...then you don't see it.

You have to be sure.

I... don't know what to do.

Because, this morning, when you gave me the condoms,

I was very uncomfortable.

You don't necessarily have to use them tonight.

I think you sensed it.

And his mother walked past him, as is her habit.

Father?

Yes my dear.

What do I do?

You know...

...it's not easy for a father advise your daughter to...

...in something so important.

If I just told you, I would say:

Don't do it.

Never do it.

Just my girl forever."

But this is impossible.

So, you have to decide.

You will never forget that moment.

Make sure it's a good memory.

It may seem lame, but...

...there's only one first time.

So if there deep down

you're not sure,

don't do it.

There will be other moments, believe me.

Yes.

Thank you for supporting me.

Mom would have just yelled at me.

She never understands anything.

You never listen to me.

Of course he hears you, but...

You know, it's not easy for her either.

She sometimes feels that you don't understand it either.

I think you love her too much to see all that she truly is.

Well, he's here. I'll hang up.

- Margot. - Thank you.

You did very well.

The psychologist is helping.

It doesn't matter.

I know you all.

It's true, you did very well.

Yes, it's yours.

Oh yes.

JULIEN SO...? RESPOND.

He is insistent.

What did he say?

Said, "So? Answer."

Then respond. Get it over with.

No.

Marco, answer him.

- We agree that no. - Enough, Ben.

We already understand.

Marco, answer. Full stop.

I'm doing it. "I'm with friends. See you on Monday."

When I was little, my mother...

- Idiot. - What?

He called you an idiot.

Why are you being so aggressive?

I have no idea. How do you want me to know?

He's the idiot.

What can I say?

JULIEN HOME

Come on, answer it. He's calling.

Come on, answer it.

No, he's a pain in the ass.

He meets.

I am?

You can stop pretending that you have laryngitis.

If you were really sick, you hadn't left.

I understand. Don't answer.

Do you know what your problem is? You don't know if you really like men.

So fuck you.

Don't you really think...

Guys, this is crazy!

They're scaring me.

He's gay and he liked me.

I can't do anything. It's strange, but I can't do anything.

Did something happen to this guy?

Did something happen?

- Yes or no? - Enough bullshit.

Charlotte. I already told you, the guy is fantasizing.

Help me, guys, please.

- Tell him. - Yes, it's true that faggots...

I mean, gay people always think that straight people are gay, but they don't know it.

And... therefore...

Try your luck.

It's a statement a little homophobic.

You don't wake up homosexual one day. There are signs that precede it.

That's what I meant.

I remember when I was little, I often went to school wearing a dress.

So as to.

Ben, am I right?

March.

Did something happen to this guy?

Charlotte, we are married 15 years ago. It's me, your husband.

Don't you recognize me?

Charlotte, look at me.

Look at me.

Look at me, Charlotte!

Seriously, can you imagine me with a guy?

Can you? Yes or no?

Nothing's wrong with this guy.

I swear on our children's lives.

It's fine.

Take...

He says he misses from your lips.

He swore on my children's lives.

I married a monster.

A monster!

I don't know what to say.

Don't say anything. It's better.

Sorry?

What tone is that?

- Now are you going to start? - No.

Ben, pass me the salad.

Do you have a problem?

No. I don't have any problem.

The cheese was very good.

Stop, Thomas.

He's the same guy, your friend from school with whom you share everything.

No, not everything, thank God!

Cut the crap, Thomas.

Fine by me. I have nothing against it.

He is a free man.

- You have nothing against it? - Calm down.

What is the real problem?

Not knowing, or that I can be a fagot?

Stop saying "gay". Does not fit well in that stupid mouth.

- In my mouth what? - Stupid.

Say that again.

- In my mouth what? - Thomas, calm down!

- I? Do you want me to apologize? - Yes, calm down.

Forgiveness. I'm really sorry.

He lied for 35 years and no one cares but me?

If it makes me stupid, So whatever.

...the shadow of the earth is covering it.

A rare phenomenon, in which the moon it is at its closest point to the earth,

perfectly aligned with the sun.

Paneleiro...

I can say that. He is my husband.

Maybe I'm telling the truth. Maybe the colleague is fantasizing.

I have many patients with these fantasies.

Just because he shaves his chest doesn't mean...

Are you that stupid?

He misses his lips!

It couldn't be clearer.

How long has this been going on?

You're being ridiculous.

How long has this been going on?

Tell me.

There isn't much.

Well, please...

No.

And before him?

- What? - How many did you have before him?

Nobody.

Thanks for dinner.

Why now?

Come on, let's go.

Good idea.

We can see if the kids are okay,

since you swore by their lives.

Charlotte, please come with me.

No.

You can go home.

I stay here.

-Charlotte. - Charlotte stays here.

MAX JEWELRY

Who is Max Joalharia?

It's mine. Leave it, Chacha.

He leaves.

Am I, Tom?

Yes, I'll pass it on to you.

No, don't do that! No!

You're crazy.

Yes, Max?

Do you never listen to your messages? Leave at least ten.

Yes, I know, but tonight is complicated. I'll call you back.

I was getting paranoid. I thought it was because of the necklace.

Did she like it?

Yes, he loved it.

I adore.

- I told you to trust. - Yes.

It's not gold, but...

Yes, listen, can we talk later? Now is not a good time.

- Goodbye. - Okay.

And the earrings? Did she like the earrings?

Can I call you later?

- You don't seem sure. - Listen, I'll call you later. Goodbye.

Who liked the earrings?

Nobody.

What do you mean, no one? Who were they for?

For you.

Where are they?

I don't even have my ears pierced.

Yes I know. That's why I never gave it to you.

We should stop this game.

Seriously.

CAROLE DA CENTRAL HOME

She never gives up.

Are the earrings for her? Miss Central?

Honey, she wants me to work.

That's it.

No, give me that.

Give me your cell phone, Lìa!

Drop it.

- Are the earrings for her? - Let go of him.

Come here. Give it to me.

- Am I, Tom? - Give it to me!

Am I?

Dear?

Baby, I need to see you soon.

I'm panicking.

I bought a pharmacy test and I had a blue X.

It says positive on the box.

Positive means I'm pregnant, no?

Oh, no.

Am I?

My love? Tom?

Are you listening? Am I?

My love!

Wait!

Okay, go.

Okay, let it out.

- Forgive me, darling, I... - Fuck you! Idiot!

Chacha, don't close the door!

Open up, Chacha!

My love. There!

Get lost, Thomas!

Sorry, my love.

That bitch is pregnant and I'm the one who vomits.

There, please open the door. L�a.

But why?

Why?

We just got married. We have sex every day.

We are happy.

- Why? - I don't know why.

Disappear, I told you!

I didn't want to get married.

You said we would be happy. I trusted you.

Why the hell is Carole involved in this, with those giant tits?

Go away, Thomas!

It's me, Charlotte. Open.

You can also disappear!

Open.

Get lost, I told you.

You have a Facebook message.

Does anyone want to know if you have underwear on.

I don't know him.

We never saw each other.

I've never seen him, Marco!

Never!

Interest.

For the lives of our children?

It's a game. We send messages occasionally.

Games must be fashionable.

I told you, I don't know him. We never even spoke.

Call him. Seems like a good time.

I can't call you.

I can't call you here, right now.

He has a life, a family...

And you don't?

I told you, it's nothing... seriously!

Well... it's virtual.

If it's nothing, call him.

He gave you his number.

In March, for God's sake. It was more than six months ago.

We never spoke on the phone.

Now they will finally get to know each other.

- You're an idiot. - Am I?

- Charlotte? - He speaks.

- No. - Is that you?

- No. - Sorry.

I shouldn't have sent a message.

Charlotte?

Yes, it's me.

What a surprise.

I want to meet you.

We decided not to do so.

But if you changed your mind, we can.

No, you're right. I don't think it's a good idea.

It's better not to meet.

Sorry, I have to hang up.

Just one more second.

You have a beautiful voice.

Just so you know...

...are you?

I'm what?

- Wearing underwear or not? - March...

Why the hell do you care?

You're a faggot.

I never stop being curious.

- Do you have underwear or not? - Stop.

- Yes or no? - Stop, Marco!

- Stop. - Stop.

Look.

Now you know.

If you no longer love me, Why don't you leave me?

Why don't you leave me?

I'm the faggot.

What?

The faggot.

It is me.

With a capital P.

Faggot!

And I can say it. It is me.

I warned you it wasn't a good idea change cell phones.

And by the way, I'm sorry, doctor, but I never had any warning signs.

There were never dresses that would serve me.

He leaves. It's not worth it.

Ben.

Is that why they fired you?

What do you think?

They can't do that.

You can't leave them.

See how they reacted tonight.

Now imagine my colleagues at St. Genevieve.

Not to mention my parents.

It would be good...

It would be nice to meet Julien.

I don't think so.

I got used to your jokes since the third year.

But I'm afraid he will feel uncomfortable at the first look of enjoyment.

I don't want him to feel uncomfortable.

When we love someone, we protect them.

There?

Open.

Read it, respond.

My love!

Read it, answer! Open the door!

Come help me. She locked herself up and doesn't respond.

- There, open the door. Respond! - What's going on?

There?

- Get out of the way. - Wait...

Shit, my shoulder!

There!

- Honey, answer, please. - Stay away.

Get out.

Are you okay, my love?

There, please answer me.

Take it.

Your mother called. I told him you're going to be a father.

He's super happy.

L�a.

You're right. Keep Julien to yourself.

Go after her.

There!

There!

They changed cell phones,

"X" sent you that photo.

Who is she?

Nobody.

It's virtual, like your Facebook guy.

What happened to us?

L�a!

There!

I won.

He said he'd beat you on the way down.

Congratulations, my love.

Don't call my mother at this hour.

He didn't take them to any nightclub!

Put down your cell phone.

They couldn't wait to get home?

Spoiler.

And that's it. The eclipse is over.

But it was beautiful.

It was beautiful, but the food was terrible.

Foie gras in milk. He's crazy.

- The eclipse was beautiful, wasn't it? - Yes.

We don't need a taxi. Can you give us a ride, Thomas?

Why didn't I buy a Smart, like Ben?

Smarts don't make good taxis.

I'll send you the photo.

Good. As you always do.

We want to meet your girlfriend.

Well, what's her name?

- Julie. - Send him kisses.

Come on. The taximeter is counting.

Let us know if we play tomorrow.

I didn't receive any message, I doubt it.

But I warn you.

JULIEN SO...? RESPOND.

She won't leave me alone!

- The one at the center? - Yes!

He wants me to work on the weekend.

It's crazy.

Shit, a parking ticket.

- I warned you. - It is a place for the disabled.

Why? There are no disabled people here. It's a myth.

ALL GOOD. I AM IN BED. WE'LL TALK TOMORROW.

It's a shame we didn't play the cell phone game.

It could have been fun.

Fun?

I doubt.

I don't care what you have on your phone.

In love, as in friendship, There are things that should be secret.

These stickers never come off!

I just want to get home.

Thomas, the kids!

Shit. I can't take it off.

Damn!

CAROLE DA CENTRAL CALL ME. It's SUPER URGENT!!!

Ready? Go!

One, two. One, two...

Subtitles: Alexandra Costa