All language subtitles for I.Love.Greece.2022.FRENCH.HDRip.x264

- A snail? - No.

I don't know.

Jean, will we have a good vacation?

We'll see. Well, yes.

- Promise me? - Yes. Let's play.

Come on, guess.

- A bale of hay. - A bale of hay...

This little game of yours is a drag.

But, since I've been coaching you,

we've moved up a level.

Promise me about the vacation?

Yes, I promise.

Well... And this?

- I know. - What?

A plate of spaghetti.

- Bravo. - I knew it.

The student has surpassed the teacher.

Shit, wait a minute, I don't have my phone.

- Marina, I don't have my phone. - Jean, Jean.

- It's Nana. - Huh?

It's...

Nana Mouskouri.

I grew up listening to her.

Look in your bag.

Jean, come on, let's follow her.

Damn.

Wait. Marina.

Fuck.

Marina.

So there's nothing you can do?

No.

She says they don't have it?

She's lying.

What are you saying?

The plane has taken off. How do we catch them?

Oh, perfect. And when there's a bomb? A bomb.

Nothing can be done either? An accident.

Let her call the pilot.

I imagine she can't call the pilot.

No.

Unless there's a bomb scare.

So no, it's not possible.

She's crazy.

Ask her to lend me a phone

so I can call Stéphane.

"Marinaki mou."

Excuse me,

my friend is very upset.

Can he make a call?

My phone has no battery.

Please?

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Can you give me

your family's numbers?

You don't need all the numbers.

Ring the dial.

Thank you.

I don't know if I remember.

Yes, go on, remember.

Shit, the answering machine.

Hello, Stéphane. It's Jean.

We just arrived at the Athens airport.

The flight went well, except for lunch.

They served us a super-fluffy dessert,

a strange coulis.

Although I don't get on a plane for a drink.

Don't tell her your life story.

Great, thanks.

Stéphane, I lost my phone.

I think my pants pockets

are extra-large.

Anyway, I don't know where I lost it.

I'll give you the numbers

you can reach me on.

You have Marina's.

One question...

What's life like in Athens? I forgot.

Horrible.

6831239759...

+30 is the area code.

-You can dial 0030 69789060... -Hang up.

Often, when I close my eyes, I see your mother's pastries.

Which ones?

You know, the big white sugary "lokums."

Ah, "kourabiedes."

I hope I don't get dizzy.

Even the wind is blowing hot.

Why didn't they park closer?

It's absurd. We're about to get to the city center.

They parked at their house.

You should have at least told her.

She'll kill you.

Okay.

I'm seeing them.

Hey, Marina.

Am I very ugly?

No.

No.

Brother-in-law.

How are you?

Oh, oh, oh, careful.

Look who's here.

Andreas, Kallisti.

- How are you? - Great.

"Marinaki mou."

Thanasis.

Hello, Andreas.

Did you burn a lot last night?

Your uncle is asking if you get too hot at night.

Come on, let's go.

Is this your car?

Yes, we sold the other Toyota. Too many taxes.

No, honey, get in. We're going.

Let's see, this is the car cover... No.

No, it's okay.

Come on, get in.

- I'll carry this. - Okay.

And that's it.

You've dressed up

to

, no, no.

,

Answering machine.

, Lia. - You're welcome.

I'm very happy to be here.

You're going to get lung poisoning, my friend.

So, how are your jobs going?

Aristide is very proud to have a doctor in the family.

I'm fine. In general,

the French are hypochondriacs.

But I'd like to get a little more involved.

Doctors Without Borders.

Jean, is the real estate project moving forward?

It's your first real estate contract.

It's a real estate project in Boulogne.

But it's...

We're waiting for the developer's response, with Stéphane.

We're a little panicked.

Yes, I can vouch for that.

What? What's he talking about?

His job.

Panic.

So, you don't have vacation time?

Well, we'll see.

But it's a bit difficult at the moment.

But will you come to the island

for your cousin's wedding?

But, Jean, that's not a vacation.

In the meantime, we're going to be suffocating in Athens.

When exactly are you leaving?

- Tomorrow morning. - Oh, really?

- Yes, from Piraeus. - Very quick.

I hope you bought the tickets from our agency.

Thanasis.

You have to give us work, love.

Yes, we bought the tickets from your...

No, sorry. Actually...

I'm sorry.

We haven't bought them from your agency because...

I don't know why, really.

- Well, how's the agency doing? - Well...

Tourism hasn't been doing very well since the start of the season.

That's great.

No.

It's not doing very well, Jean.

"It's not doing very well." Oh,

it must be because of the refugees on the islands.

No, Jean, it's not just that.

Yes, and without tourism,

they were almost ready to say goodbye to Lia and me.

But, anyway, we're going to Santorini in September

to write an article about the ruins of Akrotiri.

We're doing the best we can with what we have,

which is to say, the ruins.

You look strange.

No, no, I'm fine.

- Don't you find my sister strange? - No more than usual.

Come on.

I know you.

What's going on?

How?

- What's going on? - I'm sorry.

- It's horrible. - Yes.

What's going on?

The funeral is in an hour, actually.

- When did it happen? - Last week.

What's going on, Thanasis?

Last week?

And they're telling me an hour before the funeral?

They're crazy in this family.

Thanasis?

It's the cousin.

How can I explain it to you?

She's hanged herself.

-That she hanged herself? -And what do I say?

And why hasn't anyone told me anything?

We didn't want to worry you. That's all.

-What's wrong with this cousin? -She's dead.

Oh... Dead.

It's unfair that they didn't tell me anything.

I could, I don't know, have written a few words.

We weren't that close.

Okay, you're right.

Okay.

Since you didn't call last week,

we didn't want to call you for this.

It would have been too sad.

And isn't this sad?

You were coming this week,

so we thought it was for your own good.

For my own good? And the christening last year?

Oh, sorry, they forgot to tell me that too.

-What a disaster. -Yes.

It's always been like this, Jean.

Always.

Did you really know this cousin?

Huh?

This will do.

-Bring flowers. -Yes, I know.

And what are you going to wear?

No, I'm not going to wear anything.

Oh, no, no.

I don't want to bring bad luck to the groom.

-You're exaggerating. -No.

I'm going to look in my parents' closet.

Irini.

Aren't you at the funeral yet?

Funerals drive me crazy.

I came to tell you I need money.

Oh, really?

But, I mean, how much?

-Everything you have. -Oh, really? Everything I have?

-How much do you need? -About 100 euros.

I'm asking you

because I know you won't ask any questions.

Here.

Thank you.

One thing is for sure, I'll never pay you back.

-Of course. -Oh, Jean.

Thank you.

Irini, what are all those boxes?

-That's it? -Yes.

-We're going to sell, Jean. We're leaving. -Oh, really?

Yes, it's hard to be a homeowner these days.

Well, I'm leaving.

I have personal matters to attend to.

Are you going to smoke now?

Oh, come on. Just one.

Are you okay?

Yes, just a little stressed.

I hope I'm not crying too much.

I'm stressed too. I have a pinched nerve in the back of my neck.

"How are my beautiful girls?" "Here we go.

Honey, you absolutely have to see Yorgos.

He has an intestinal problem.

Dad...

Not now.

Okay, honey.

I'm glad to see you.

How awful.

You could have told me, really.

" "It wasn't the best time." "How was the trip?

Very good. We're very happy to be here.

Well, not here.

Anyway, suicide is horrible.

Marina is devastated by this death.

Stop saying death all the time.

I heard about her.

I'm thinking about your parents. At their age...

Having to leave their home from one day to the next.

Such a beautiful home...

It's horrible.

And leaving it to go where?

To an apartment? To a hole?

Anyway,

everyone has their own destiny.

Hello? Yes, Stéphane, tell me?"

-Yes, Jean. -Well...

-Hey. -Tell me.

As I feared, the lofts didn't work out.

Hell, it can't be. Why?

He always said he wanted studios,

so I knew it wasn't going to work out.

Yeah, you were sure of it.

Sometimes, you have to take a risk.

What's going on? Are you there?

I'm saying that, with three mediocre studios,

the office isn't going to take off and we won't get on IDEAT.

That's not the point. He doesn't want to, period.

The plans have to be redone.

If not, he'll entrust it to others.

We're going to find...

Great.

That's a positive mindset.

Okay, then, we're going to...

Hey, wait, listen to me.

Look at this...

They're not going to get rid of them.

Postcards from their friends.

They're just that, postcards from their friends.

Yeah, but, well... I'm going to save them just in case.

Mom.

Tell me, honey.

Yes, honey.

Come put this on so you don't catch a cold.

Come here.

You know what's sad, "Kallistoula mou"?

If you die,

I won't know anything until I get back to Athens.

Are you stupid or something?

We're not even allowed to joke around anymore.

We're in deep shit.

How?

I have to start over with the interior design.

He rejected the lofts.

I spoke to Stéphane.

He didn't sell them.

But didn't the guy say he didn't want lofts?

No. Well, yes. Anyway, it doesn't matter.

I have to start all over again.

What do you want me to say?

Nothing.

I know you know

your boyfriend is going to revolutionize world architecture. All right.

Go inside, honey.

Yes, yes, yes.

Are you okay?

Come in. Go see Jean.

I feel like living here again.

"Excuse me?" "But..."

When I mention this to Jean, he gets all worked up.

It's normal, he just had his first project.

It's not that big a project either.

Besides, I could find others here.

We're in a crisis.

Find something here? Don't you understand? There's nothing here.

Well, it's okay...

I just want to leave.

Leave? You?

Look, leaving Greece now is giving up.

Giving up?

Are you serious?

Come live here with two kids and tell me later.

What's that? Look.

Okay.

- One, two, three. - I swallowed the bone.

But anyway...

But, Mom, didn't we say there?

I'm sorry.

's okay.

It's life, darling. We can't control everything.

I can't stand the dust anymore. Do you know how much a house accumulates?

Yes, of course.

Now, I'll call your mother at the other end of the apartment

and, finally, she'll answer.

Finally.

And just throw it all away?

And what will we have left when they're gone?

It's not that big a deal.

If you really want, we'll go through the boxes together.

Let's enjoy being together. It's been a hard day.

It's like what happened with my cousin.

If they'd told me,

we could have done something, put money away, I don't know.

Your cousin was proud.

She never complained.

How could we have imagined it?

"It's sad." "Yes.

Come on, for us.

For us.

" "Cheers." "Cheers." "

Anyway, it's clear that your country

has been going through nothing but crises in recent years.

The Second World War, the civil war,

the dictatorship, and now this economic crisis.

It's a catastrophe. And I'm not even talking about death.

Jean, leave it. Thank you.

It's true that we've had difficult times, dear Jean.

We've always overcome them.

It may take us years, but we will overcome them.

Although, surely, that won't be thanks to our leaders,

because they're all corrupt.

No.

All sellouts.

No, our sellouts aren't the only ones to blame.

Do we decide?

The others decide.

The Troika decrees,

and the others agree, Aristide.

As long as Europe remains ballsy, we're screwed in Greece.

Well said, Grandma.

Well, that's enough.

We wake up, eat, and go to bed with the same thing.

Could we just get together without talking about damn politics?

What's this?

Great.

Funny.

Eggplants.

Thank you very much.

But you haven't eaten anything. Do me a favor and finish it.

No, thank you, I'm fine.

I understand. The poor guy's a vegetarian.

Don't you understand?

Come on, Jean,

do me a favor and try some of this.

Don't force him. If he doesn't feel like it, he doesn't feel like it.

Jean has always been your favorite, Grandma.

Yes. I'm very fond of him.

Besides, he's handsome.

It's a shame you're so badly shaved.

It's the fashion.

Here, have a bite.

It has very little meat.

-Very, very little. -A little. There it goes.

-Well? -Oh, yes.

With a piece of pita?

Hey, there's a phone ringing, isn't it?

Maybe it's for me. Is that a French number?

Yes, I warn you

, Jean has given your numbers to his partner.

No, he's my lover.

-Your lover? -Yes, my lover.

I'll call you back tomorrow.

A little desire never hurt, right?

True.

He's gorgeous.

You can't imagine how he satisfies me in bed

all day.

A little modesty.

Bravo. Bravo.

It's so good we're all together.

It doesn't happen every day.

For us.

We miss you so much. I

miss you too.

You know what? Come with us tomorrow to the island.

Why not.

Yes, yes. That way, we'll go to the wedding together.

Are you coming?

Besides, the house is very big.

-Yes, well... -Great, let's go.

Come on, have a good summer.

Is this legal?

It doesn't matter.

Love?

I don't think Jean would like that.

Of course he would. He'll love it.

Of course he'll love it.

Where's the little fish?

Take it.

Thanasis, leave it, go on.

Okay.

Bang, bang.

Bang, bang.

Bang, bang.

I'm not going crossbow fishing

with Thanasis.

Won't you give me a kiss?

Wait, your phone.

Answer it.

Hello, Stéphane. How are you?

Hello, Marina. How are you?

Very well.

We were going to bed. Oh...

No, I'm listening, Stéphane.

Hello, Jean. Well, I'll be quick.

Don't worry, I have time.

I just wanted to tell you that I've been thinking about the plans.

You're on vacation and I'm in Paris.

It's best if I take care of it.

Right? It's a good idea.

It's a brilliant idea. Thanks, Stéphane, really.

We were thinking about you and the birth. It's almost time.

Thanks, Marina.

Well, great. Good night, then.

See you later.

Yes, we'll keep talking.

He's going to do anything.

No. Yes, I'm sure.

What if we had a baby?

Not tonight. I don't know what's wrong, but my stomach hurts a lot.

You know, like last time in Brittany.

Yes, like in Brittany, Normandy, and Italy.

And almost every first Friday of the month.

Good night.

Oh, Marinaki.

You scared me.

Mom, you're just arriving.

I'm having nightmares and I can't sleep.

Tell me, how much pension do you get a month?

Well, Dad's.

Because I'm checking his accounts and...

To see if they can keep the house.

I think I've found something.

If they sacrifice health insurance...

Because, well, at their age, really, with or without cancer,

they don't give chemo anymore. I'm a doctor.

So, paying that much for three paracetamols

is just pointless.

One, two, three, four.

Love, I think there's a dead person on the pontoon.

You shouldn't have gone to that funeral.

You know, I've thought it over.

I think my parents

should rent the house out on Airbnb. Do you know Airbnb?

Well, yes, a little.

That would cover part of the taxes and maintenance costs.

Of course, you'll have to help Mom. Otherwise

, she won't be able to handle everything.

Although, I really think

I could settle here to help them.

These ice creams taste...

They taste like Greece.

Sorry, I think I'm expected.

-Hi. -Hi.

Jean, Marina, and the whole family.

I thought you were two adults.

I sent you a message.

No problem.

One word, just one:

vacation.

Maybe we can...

Don't thank me.

I see you've brought the nanny too.

a little more time

you and your wife

No, it's your sister... Never mind.

Let's go...

Follow me. My car is over there.

You forgot your...

My folder and my coffee.

Summer always seems a bit difficult for me.

Come in.

What a house.

Fantastic.

It's going to be cramped, really.

This is the living room, quite spacious.

Kitchenette.

The sofa is... convertible.

Perfect. Well, Jean, we'll sleep here

so you can rest.

No way, Mom.

We'll keep the office,

and you, the bedroom.

Jean won't be working.

But your sister and the kids?

No, no, no problem.

"Don't worry, Jean." "Yes?

We'll sleep in the living room.

I think that's all.

No, we forgot the terrace and the pool.

Oh, yes, the pool, I forgot.

Is the pool water coming tomorrow?

Excuse me?

Don't you understand? The pool, "the pool." "

Oh, yes, the pool." "Yes.

It couldn't be for this summer. I'm sorry.

It hasn't rained this winter. There's a lack of water on the island.

But... But you should have told me.

Jean, it's okay. The sea is right next door.

Yes, it is.

A pool without water is no joke. Look.

If I'd known, I would have rented something closer to the sea.

I don't know how far we are from the beach.

This woman is crazy.

I'm going to sue her.

That's what she's going to get.

A pool without water, Thanasis, have you seen anything like that?

At the price she's renting it for, it's not a small thing.

Fill the pool with water, damn it.

In my dream,

I went to a clinic and the doctor examined me.

He told me that everything related to sexuality

was in the ear.

Hey, aren't you telling them anything?

Tell them what?

They're kids, playing...

What's going on, my love?

Where's Dad? Where is he?

Is he inflating the pool? Yes...

He took a large syringe

and jabbed me in the ear.

And then...

I felt great.

I got in my car and drove.

I drove like I'd never driven before.

I saw a hitchhiker.

I stopped, he got in, and it was Jean.

"Jean?" "Jean.

Jean."

But he didn't seem to recognize me.

Then, at one point,

I don't know what came over me, that I said to him...

How do you say this?

Listen to this.

More than 3,000 apartments sold this year to foreigners

for holiday rentals. How embarrassing.

And the Greeks don't know where to live.

Yes.

Do you realize?

Yes.

"And then?" I said to him:

"Have you got a hard-on?"

And what did he reply? He

replied:

"No, you're the one who got a hard-on."

"You're the one who got a hard-on."

- And then? - I woke up.

Okay.

I don't know.

It's complicated.

No. "You're the one who got a hard-on."

No, look, it's clear, and at the same time, it's...

It can't just be the erection.

It's about desire, not just the erection, that's clear.

Tell me, daughter, have you forgotten Greek?

Come on, Dad...

20 years ago.

My little French girl.

Mom.

Okay.

Do you drink water?

You have to drink water.

What's that?

- Everything okay? - Yes.

Tell your mother not to cook all the time.

- We can go to the tavern. - Yes, okay.

I told her to cook lightly and no meat.

Okay.

Shall we go for a little boat ride, just the two of us?

No, I have a lot of work.

- Later? - Wasn't it supposed to be no work?

I know, but I don't trust Stéphane.

You don't get angry, do you?

-Marinaki. -What?

Grandma's not feeling well.

What's wrong?

She has everything I made for her in the fridge.

She won't eat anything.

Nothing.

She was a mother before you.

Yes, but not even then.

Let's see what happens.

Try the cake.

They're extraordinary cakes.

It has fat.

It doesn't have fat. It's sweet.

Look what I saw.

"Platia Amerikis,

160 m², terrace and large window."

Guess how much?

150,000 euros.

Jean, you could even set up a large studio for your models.

Yes, a studio for my models...

How much are they selling our house for?

Our house? 250,000.

How?

But that's a steal.

At that price, it doesn't even have to be sold.

Have you thought about Airbnb?

Thanasis, Airbnb.

Well, we're leaving after breakfast.

"Did you get the car?" "Yes.

Thanasis, did you take the parasol?

Yes, I did everything.

Bravo.

And you, did you take your swimsuit, darling?

But when is this little girl going to talk?

That's it, Dad.

That's it.

She's right.

She's already two years old and she doesn't say a word.

Leave the little girl alone.

We'll have to do something.

" "Are you serious?" "Aristide.

She'll talk when she wants to talk.

I started walking. without having crawled. So what?

Everyone has their own pace.

She's right.

-You were an exception. -And what does that change?

Leave me alone.

Jean,

these children are too spoiled.

Don't you think?

In Greece, in general?

No?

Aristide,

the real estate agent.

Put the speakerphone on.

Hello, Mr. Kostas. Any news?

Hello. We have a new offer.

It's lower than the asking price, but we can reach an agreement.

Okay. Who's the buyer?

A Greek businessman from London who often comes to Athens for work

and is looking for a place to stay.

I think I told you we were looking for a family for a permanent residence.

I know, but...

No, no.

My answer is no.

No.

Excuse me.

The answer is no. Look for another buyer. I'm sorry.

Good day. We'll talk.

Goodbye.

Well... Goodbye.

The day you want to have a child, you'll have to give it up.

-You're a doctor, you should know that. -Again...

She's right.

Look at her

She smokes like a carter.

You have 35 years old.

So what?

And menopause?

What are you talking about?

That's enough. What's wrong with them this morning?

The children.

On top of that, now this, Thanasis...

Never mind.

Leave it, go on.

Marina, not now.

Not in your nephews' room.

Besides, I want to get some work done, now that we're calm.

Hello, everyone.

What an atmosphere.

How are you, Irini?

It was terribly hot in Athens.

Hello, sir.

This is Andréas the Great.

My love.

Hello, Jean.

Jean."

Yes, do you see the apartment on the third floor?

Yes, I see it.

- I mean the one in the center. - Yes, yes.

Why did you put a kitchen next to the toilet?

It doesn't make sense. I would have put it on the other side.

They're studios, Jean.

We take advantage of the water outlet.

We have no choice.

Yes, there's always a choice.

It looks horrible there.

And we need to give these studios some volume.

Because...

Okay, I'll let you correct the ones on the third floor.

Anything to say about the ones on the fourth floor?

This is from crazy people.

Hello? Jean?

Jean, can you hear me?

Are you there?

What? Yes, excuse me.

Is the room okay with you or not?

-Thanasis. -Jean?

Come here because...

What a glow, what a flame

I have in my heart

As if you'd put a spell on me

Dulce Fragosiriani

As if you'd put a spell on me

Dulce Fragosiriani

Come on, Grandma.

-I'll come for you -Come on, come on.

Down on the beach

I'd like you to give me

Many caresses and kisses

One, two, three. Stop.

Should I let go?

Careful.

One, two, three.

But you're a magician.

Fuck.

No, fuck, the apartments in the room.

I curse everything.

Look.

It's gone to shit.

It'll dry up.

Hey, where are they?

They're gone.

I'll never make it.

Of course you'll make it, dear Jean.

Take care of yourselves a little, and the rest will follow.

Come on.

As they say in Greek:

"Keep your heads high."

Yes, maybe.

Oh, Fuck.

Fuck.

Who the hell is the Nobel Prize winner who did this?

They're starting to get on my nerves in this family.

Oh my God,

how could I have done that?

I was sure they were going to dry up much faster.

You know very well that you don't touch Jean's things.

Come on, good night.

He couldn't care less...

But what time is it?

Maro.

Thanks for waiting for me.

"Jeanako mou."

Marina.

As for the pages...

The pages aren't important.

The important thing

is that you and I, tomorrow,

are going sailing.

I've rented a boat.

Have you rented a boat?

Yes, I've rented a boat.

But, tomorrow, we're going to the wedding.

I know.

But we're leaving early and we'll be back in time.

No?

-No? -Okay.

Yes?

Perfect.

Bravo.

For us.

We're going to be able to "sin" with darts.

What do you say, my love? "Sin sins"?

"Fishing."

Fishing.

Fishing with the harpoon.

"To sin."

Come on, Jean, come on. It's good when you get in.

Something's stung me.

You go around it.

Like this.

You empty it a little.

Look.

And then you eat it.

Here, try.

Oh, it really stings.

So, I have to...

Oh, it's soft.

Do I have to eat the orange part?

It's good, right?

Of course.

Oh, yes.

Try more.

It reminds me so much of when I was little.

I used to spend hours underwater fishing for them.

We're leaving, aren't we?

Okay.

Can't you?

Did you check the engine before we went out?

No.

I didn't rent the boat.

Let me try.

There's no gas.

How?

Oh, no.

Where's my phone?

-What? -My phone.

There's no signal.

-Look. -It's okay. Let's row.

How? Row? But where?

Towards the coast.

Row towards the coast?

Wait, Marina, calm down.

I can't think like this.

Rowing towards the coast doesn't mean anything.

Everything It's all mixed up with me, the coast, the sea urchins,

the scales, Stéphane.

I don't feel well.

No.

I can't take it anymore. You go on.

No, Marina.

Marina, I'm rowing.

Stop.

What?

Why are you getting angry?

Come on.

It's an adventure, it's fun.

No, it's not fun.

-Give me the oars. -No.

Yes.

You're going to make

me look like a killjoy. It's my turn

me look like a killjoy. It's my turn

-Why are you crying? -I'm not crying.

What's wrong?

You know very well.

If I knew, I wouldn't ask you.

You complain every two seconds.

You don't like this country. Everything seems dirty or ugly to you.

There are people who would kill to be in your place.

Right now, no, I don't believe it.

And you're always criticizing my family,

my sister, my father and my mother.

You live for Stéphane and architecture.

Lie.

-That's not true. -Oh, no?

I adore them. Your grandmother is my idol.

So what's the problem? What is it?

I'm going to tell you, since I can see you don't dare.

"You don't want me anymore." "Don't start with that.

We make love twice a year.

The world doesn't revolve around your anxieties

and whims, Marina.

It's always the same: "We're moving to Greece."

"We're having dinner with my parents."

I miss my family.

"We're going to the funeral of my cousin, whom I've never met,

and we make love right away on the floor."

You're being unfair.

All you know is to ask me

if I don't mind eating meatballs—

thank you very much." "You're an idiot.

No, I'm not an idiot, I'm at my limit.

It must be really hard spending your holidays

in a luxury house with a swimming pool

and a maid who cooks for you every day.

My poor little love.

Fuck.

You don't understand anything.

You're not well. You're crazy.

Yes, I am crazy.

I'm completely crazy.

Did it ever occur to you

to ask me how I'm doing?

I don't know, how things are going at my job."

Have you ever worried about me once?

Don't you see how bad I am?

I've been feeling really bad for months. Don't you realize?

I'm furious with you

because I feel alone. Do you understand?

Okay.

So let's split up.

Shit.

We've been at it for an hour. An hour.

Anything goes in this country.

And how do I do it?

"We can't pay our debts."

No wonder you can't.

All it would take is a bus that arrived on time.

Yeah, hi, buddy.

How are you?

Fine. Thanks. What do you want?

Nothing. I'm just calling you.

Look, you never call me just because. No.

Well, yes.

Well, no.

Stéphane...

Hey, Jean.

Look, I just can't take it anymore. It's impossible.

I dream about you. Do you understand?

- What? - You call me:

"How are the models going?" -

I can't take it anymore. - Wait a minute, no...

No, listen to me. What you're doing...

You're stressing me out.

- No, wait. - You call me seven times a day.

This doesn't make sense.

I have a life too.

Hey, I can't hear you very well, Stéphane.

Hello, Maria.

Hello, Margherita.

Maria?

Hey.

Hey.

Mom.

Things aren't going well.

How do you know when you're done with someone?

Mom, are you okay?

No, I'm not okay.

You're four hours late.

Don't you see the state I'm in?

I'm neither the maid

nor the psychologist for all of you.

Do you understand?

Mom, have you lost your mind?

Of course I've lost my mind.

Lia...

Excuse me.

What's wrong?

I'm not okay.

- What happened? - It's nothing. Jean...

Come on, Marina.

Come on, honey.

Look around you. Leave it.

Stop seeing everything in black.

You have to enjoy life a little, you know?

It won't last long.

Okay? Come on, I'm going.

Isn't he handsome?

Come on, smile a little. I'm going.

This Lia... She looks just like her mother.

I don't agree.

You have to take life lightly, Jean.

Do you know what we say in Greece?

No.

Chickens and women with their hands.

What does it mean?

Chicken...

Lia is talking to that guy.

Look at the way she smiles at him.

Jean, should I be worried?

Welcome to the club.

But I don't understand.

You eat chicken with your hands, right?

-Yes. -And women...

Thanasis, get me a glass of water, please.

-Excuse me? -I'm thirsty.

Listen, Aristide.

Let's see if we understand each other

because we've been confusing each other for the last ten years.

I'm not your waiter, but your son-in-law,

your daughter's husband.

I deserve a little respect. Don't you think?

If my demands are excessive for the Kara family, tell me.

I've had enough.

Enough.

Well, it's...

In couples, it can be normal to have crises.

It's not normal at all.

No, it's not normal.

I can say this

because Maro and I have been married for 40 years.

40 years.

We must have argued four times in total.

Honey, please bring me some water. Maro?

What do you want? I'm making the meatballs.

What's

you

women

hands.

. And now, I'm tying it up. Look.

"Well? Have they sold it yet?" "No, I don't think so.

If you only knew how much I think about them. They make me feel so sorry for them.

But how is that possible?

At least they're alive.

Shit.

"How cheap." "It's always been like this.

The crisis is the perfect excuse...

Congratulations.

Thank you very much.

It wasn't necessary, Marina.

It's very important that you came.

I'm so glad.

And your husband?

Life as a couple...

It's so cruel.

I'd better tell him in French.

The eternal commitments,

spending weekends together without agreeing on anything,

being accountable, justifying oneself.

"Why did you do this like this?"

How lovely.

Thank you.

"Have you tidied the closets?"

And, on top of that, playing the pedagogue,

going out as a couple, having to eat the same thing at night,

filing joint tax returns,

eating vegetables together,

making love dates, it's...

Sorry.

I'm like grandmothers, who tell us about their whole life.

I wish you all the happiness in the world.

Thank you.

I wish you all the happiness in the world.

Damn. You scared me so bad.

Hey, Maro, are you okay?

What's wrong?

I don't know what's going to happen.

With what?

Greece, us.

No, everything will be okay.

Maro, get up. Everything will be okay. Everything will be okay.

Jean, I can't stop having nightmares.

"Wow." "The Chinese and Germans

buy everything from us.

The car, the china, the carpet, everything.

And you know what we have to do?

We have to leave our country.

" "No." "Our country, Greece.

They're not going to leave their country.

They even defeated the Ottoman Empire."

And they kicked the Turks out with a stroke of the pen, so...

The IMF isn't going to intimidate the cradle of civilization,

not at all.

Do you know what my husband did the other night?

He invited them to our house for coffee.

Who?

Who?

The Germans.

Stop thinking about the Germans.

Anyway, I can't stand Aristide anymore. He snores.

An appointment with a good ear, nose, and throat doctor will fix that.

Besides, he doesn't know how to do anything.

even know how to peel "my potato."

Well, you teach him how to peel "my potato."

That's how he'll learn.

I'm going to leave him.

No, you mustn't leave Aristide.

Yes, I'm going to leave him.

No, Maro, you mustn't leave Aristide.

I assure you.

No, you mustn't leave Aristide.

n't take it anymore.

"No." "I can't take it anymore.

Well, leave him.

What do you want me to say?

" "You think so?" "Yes. Well, no...

It's complicated.

And, besides, those meatballs."

All my life making meatballs. I'm fed up.

I'm fed up with meatballs too.

I deserve better.

I've always thought that.

I'm not a slave.

And, of course, not Aristide's.

-Exactly. -Well, yes.

He's never told me I was a wonderful woman

—in so many years of marriage. -No?

-No. -Ah, well, I'll tell you.

You're a wonderful woman, Maro.

It's true.

Thank you, Jean.

Come closer for a family photo. Come.

Come closer. First the couple.

Look at the camera, here.

Look at the camera. Thank you.

One, two, three... "Potato."

Yes, Mr. Kostas?

Here, look at the camera.

Are you looking? Ready?

-Marina, can we... -Let me.

What?

It's not true what I told you before.

I've always... I've wanted you very much.

So what?

Andreas?

Would you like to have a cigarette with me?

When life with women is twisted, you have to smoke.

We thank them.

The speech.

We'd like to thank everyone for being at our wedding.

They honor us with their presence.

We wish them a good evening.

Thank you very much.

Thank you.

Long life.

What do you miss most here?

The thing most?

Honestly, I don't know.

Oh, yes.

The guy from the tobacco shop, who kept telling you

you're pretty and smell great.

That made my day. The kindness.

The flirting, actually.

Or the Acropolis.

Wherever you are in Athens, it's magical.

The pistachios.

The open-air cinema.

The color of the sea in winter.

Actually, it's not Greece I miss,

but, possibly, a certain idea of Greece.

The Greece of your childhood.

Now, the ones eating pistachios at the cinema are the old people.

Nothing remains of that Greece, eh?

Your memories...

Could you pass me the salad, please?

Please?

Has everyone finished ordering me something?

Why me?

I must always be the pillar of the house,

the provider, the just one...

Shit.

Do you think I like it?

I'd like to be something else too.

A bird. A rebellious bird.

"Is everything all right here?" "Everything's all right, son.

" "A rape?" "No, Margarita.

Nothing like that. Beautiful female voices.

Singers.

Goddesses.

The kind of women you only see once in your life.

They're on a rock.

They jump into the water and swim toward our caique.

Yorgos says, "We must give them something. It brings good luck."

They stand in front of the caique,

one more perfect than the other.

I extend the bag to them.

They grab it

and walk away singing.

That's when we realized we'd seen mermaids.

Lia.

Tell me.

It seems to me they caught a large dead sea bream

that they threw back into the sea.

End of story.

The end.

My beautiful lady.

Jean?

The girls kicked me out. I want a cigarette.

Andreas,

life is crap.

Go play alone and save your tears.

Okay?

Do you want to?

You know? At work,

I spend my life with sick, depressed, and anxious people.

God paints them as beautiful creatures for you.

Exactly.

And, as in paradise, the last shall be first.

Let's say I'm setting up my network.

God and you agree.

Is it her?

How?

The pretty brunette dancing,

is she your woman?

How do you know?

I knew one day you'd come back.

What's she doing?

The eagle dance.

And that you'd forget your crazy things.

Don't leave me anymore.

My man.

Stay

in my arms.

Don't leave me anymore.

My man.

Stay

in my arms.

She dances well, huh?

She's taken after me.

It was an unfair breakup.

And infinitely cruel.

Don't leave me anymore.

My man.

Stay

in my arms.

Don't leave me anymore.

My man.

Stay

in my arms.

I'll tell the notary to set an appointment and we'll sell it.

Okay, fine.

"Marinaki mou," I love you very much.

Marinaki?

Yes?

We've sold the house.

That's great.

It's a new beginning for you.

Sir. We've lost Andreas.

Andreas has disappeared.

Andreas is no longer in this world.

No. Come on, let's go.

Andreas.

Andreas.

Thanasis and Lia, to the parking lot. Marina and Jean, to the church.

Aristide, with me. Quickly.

You, gentlemen.

Is there a supermarket around here?

We're looking for a child.

A supermarket.

- Are you looking for a supermarket? - Yes.

- You should turn right. - Right.

- And then left. - Left.

It's in the square.

I didn't understand.

Thank you very much.

welcome.

Andreas.

- We've looked everywhere for you. - Yes.

You can see it.

What can you see?

You and me.

Look.

Venus,

Mars,

Mercury.

The planets are perfectly aligned.

And I think

it's

extraordinary.

We'll have four children.

We have some time before menopause.

If you want, we'll live on top of the Acropolis.

I'll build temples.

You'll have a clinic for drug addicts.

Maybe you'll win the Nobel Peace Prize.

Your Greek is very literary.

No, it's not just literary.

I can also say...

"sidero."

Iron.

I iron.

Wait.

Are you okay?

I don't know. My heart is suddenly beating very fast.

- I don't think so. - Yes, it's time.

- A little. - Oh, wow.

Am I going to die?

No.

Breathe calmly and look at a point on the horizon.

I didn't tell you, but yesterday I drank from other people's glasses.

Maybe they had things in them.

Drugs, illnesses...

There was a girl who smoked in my face.

Did she smoke in your face?

When I'm not with you, you do stupid things.

You shouldn't leave me alone anymore.

Ah, I feel nauseous.

Fuck, my hands are sweating.

My hands are sweating a lot. Am I having a stroke?

- No. - Yes, yes.

- No, no. - Yes, this is a stroke.

If it were, you wouldn't say you were having one,

you'd have a stroke.

Do I speak normally?

Can you tell if I speak normally?

I don't notice that you speak normally.

Do you know what to do in case of a stroke?

-No. -Of course I do.

Of course.

-And I know what to do if you die. -Really?

One: repatriate your body to France.

Two: you want to be cremated

because coffins give you claustrophobia.

Three: invite our friends over, except for Paul,

because he always talks about the same thing and his breath smells.

Especially because of that last one.

But I'm still thinking about that.

And what should you do with my money?

In the blue folder, there's all the banking information.

And where is the folder?

In the bottom drawer of your desk.

Yes.

Well, I've already gotten your money back. What do I do now?

Well, I have no idea, to be honest.

Oh, yes, I do.

See the little windmill in the square?

Buy it.

Good idea.

If it's to live with your new husband,

I'd rather give all the money to Paul.

Okay.

I'm warning you:

if the chick who smoked in your face shows up at your cremation,

I'll put you in a coffin.

Period.

Wait.

Are you okay?

Do you want some water?

No, I'm fine.

Guys, the boat's here. Come on.

Go.

We'll see you later.

Okay.

I love you,

Marina.

You would never put me in a coffin.

I know.

A FILM BY NAFSIKA GUERRY-KARAMAOUNAS

Virginia Barranco González Subtitles: TransPerfect Media