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So much the worse!

Here we are.

Thanks.

Why did you come?

My notary advised it.

Just because of that?

Yes.

I'm glad to see you again.

Aren't you?

I thought she'd be taller.

Actors have that effect on you.

My little sister.

My little kid sister.

You could call now and then.

I get worried.

In Paris, with those attacks by Arabs that we failed to civilize.

This is Bérangère, my young girlfriend.

- Nice to meet you. - Angèle.

Hello.

Joseph showed me your film. I admire your work.

Thanks, that's very kind of you.

He's in his room.

He might not recognize you, but go and see him.

My little one...

Suzanne...

You beauty...

Look how young we are...

Come, sit down.

He doesn't seem to be suffering.

It's hard to tell.

I have a strange feeling.

What has changed?

Us.

Yes, us, that's for sure.

But I mean... here.

All the villas are closed.

Why is it deserted?

- Want to know why? - Yes.

There used to be people, life. What happened?

Money, Angèle, money.

That's what happened.

This place used to be a gem.

A real gem.

Your father, Maurice, knew it.

But these assholes ruined it all by selling off one after the other.

Poor Maurice got tired.

He had a dream.

We all tried to have a dream.

But it's useless, believe me.

New building materials are so ugly!

These pillars...

These colors...

I like this blue.

We need a National Color Office.

Walls are private property.

Yes, but we can see them.

- Shut your eyes. - And my mouth too, right?

Did you read my mind?

You want to leave me yet you're here.

I wanted to see your father.

I like him.

You like people, after all.

You're a leftist.

Your mind is on the right and your heart is on the left.

Like everyone else.

Not very original

Hi, Mom.

Hi, dear.

All right, son?

Yes, and you?

Look what I've got for you.

What is it?

Well!

Put it on the shelf.

- Want something to drink? - Coffee.

Here you are.

Thanks.

Your medication.

Three a day, not more, after meals.

Anything else?

- No. - Really?

- How's work? - I never stop.

I'm opening two labs in spring. At Aix and near Avignon.

- Don't you get tired? - I delegate responsibility.

- I create jobs. - Is that how you talk?

Like a boss.

I talk like other people. How should I talk?

Like a doctor?

Your tests aren't good.

Yours were always good.

An idiot like me with a genius son. It's a miracle!

Anyway, they're not good.

What can I do?

I've told you, don't worry about the rent.

I'll make a bank transfer every month.

Never!

You paid for the renovation.

I enjoy doing it, Dad.

We don't want to owe anyone money.

Old Vernier had said...

that we could keep it for life.

Where's Vernier now? He's dead.

And the children...

won't honor anything?

Are the words of the dead good for nothing?

Do they want us on welfare?

And from our son to boot? No way.

We can understand a slight increase, it's the norm.

But not tripling the amount.

There's more value in weekly summer rents.

They have a mortgage to pay with the banks.

They're assholes.

We didn't take out the mortgage. Fuck the banks!

Angèle has returned.

We'll be dining with them tonight.

Go on, she'll be glad to see you.

The pasta was great.

Are the artichoke fried with garlic?

And parsley.

It's our dad's recipe.

I only cook his recipes.

Pasta based.

The place shall remain "Eat well and spend little".

If I stay here.

They're Mom's recipes. When she died, Dad couldn't fry an egg.

And she had never hammered a nail.

Working class division of labor between mother and father.

You don't know what that is, do you?

You had servants.

Do you still remember the working class?

It's in my blood, princess.

The working class world...

is hereditary.

It's been a long time.

How are you.

Family reunion?

Have a seat.

Ivan, this is Bérangère.

Good evening.

- What will you drink? - Water.

I drank at home. I came in my motorcycle.

Young people today are serious and I admire them.

Thanks.

Ivan checks on Dad after his stroke.

A nurse should wash him.

No, thanks. I can manage.

He wouldn't like a stranger around.

We don't know what he's thinking.

I think he understands it all.

No.

I talked to him for at least half an hour yesterday.

Did he answer you?

No, but he turned to me.

Is there any hope of recovery?

No, the damage is irreversible.

The body goes on if you eat. It can last for years.

Aries Sharon was like that for eight years.

But he was a Jew.

So what?

They're tougher.

What have I said?

It's not anti-Semitic to say Jews are tough.

It's a quality.

You haven't changed. We can never tell if you're joking or not.

You've got to tell yourself I'm always joking.

"On the edge of the abyss, laughter won't let us jump."

Chinese proverb...

that I just made up.

Coming to bed?

Coming.

Is that your bike?

Yes.

- Can I try it out? - Sure.

Don't worry, Ivan, I know her. She'll be back in a couple of hours.

Why were you away for so long?

It began naturally.

Then one thing led to another.

My work. The tours.

I wouldn't have come but for the division arrangement.

There's nothing to arrange.

Dad left you 25% more than us.

It's legal, it's his right.

What's that about?

A lawsuit for damages?

I don't want it.

We'll split it up three ways.

Why should I get more?

Because my daughter died?

To buy my forgiveness?

I don't like this place.

You're being unfair to us, Angèle.

Blanche...

Blanche...

Do you think she'll be able to sleep up there?

I couldn't.

What about you?

Will you be selling too?

We haven't talked about it.

Do you remember...

all the weekends you spent with Maurice...

building the place?

It was during the summer.

Everyone pitched in.

Gaby did the plumbing, in the old style.

Roger did the electrical wiring. And you, the balcony.

I designed a round balcony.

They came to see it from afar.

A procession...

Remember, Suzanne, when Maurice used to say:

"Martin, this balcony is our masterpiece.

"The artistic touch"?

He was right.

The brooch, he'd call it.

The brooch.

Like a woman of the world...

wears a brooch.

She goes to the opera...

and everyone can see her brooch.

And you want to sell our masterpiece?

I've told you, we haven't talked about it.

Up already?

Actors don't normally get up early.

I cried all night.

On the stage, with all the makeup, my eyes are always dry.

It's like a dam filled with twenty years of tears that suddenly burst.

My kid sister.

I wanted to forget.

Like it never happened.

The old man won.

He forced you to return with the largest part.

If he's trying to buy my forgiveness,

it won't work.

We'll split it up in three equal parts.

I'm so glad to see you.

I don't remember well.

Were you this kind as a kid?

Yes, of course.

I've always been an angel.

Give me a hand?

No smelts?

The net's mesh is too large for them.

- Did you catch any red mullets? - A couple. Help yourself.

Thanks. Put it in my account.

No problem.

Perhaps Angèle wanted them.

No.

I've never slept so well.

Peace and quiet! It's great.

Have you come just to humiliate me in front of my folks?

What are you talking about?

Was the motorcycle really necessary?

Don't hassle me. I just took it for a spin.

Do you want to take him for a spin too?

What are you on about?

Enough, I'm not in the mood.

I love you, Bérangère.

I said no.

No means no.

Do I turn you off?

I'm sick and tired of your permanent depression.

You bore me.

Fuck!

They fired me.

Like a dog, like a slave.

Ten years in management and then fired on the spot.

They tied me up.

My life in a box.

Like an employee, like a workman.

It reminded you of your origins.

True.

They overpaid me to fire me.

I would have preferred to get nothing.

They bought my lifelong silence.

Speak now that you're retired.

And get off my case.

You got time and money, say what you have to say.

Spit it out!

Dad, look who's here.

It's Angèle. She hasn't changed.

Turn around and he'll see you.

Still a handsome man.

Trim his eyebrows.

You always have to say something.

There's nothing worse than tears.

Help me get him on the wheelchair.

Let's take him downstairs.

So he'll be with us for a while.

Let's try it.

We'll be doing this for ten years?

More, if necessary.

That's easy to say.

I'll take care of it myself like I've always done.

I don't need you.

Nor Angèle.

Nobody's forcing you. Let's get a nurse.

Don't play the victim.

Anyway, you wouldn't know where to go.

Enough. Shut up, Angèle!

You were his whole life.

And Blanche more than you.

She was the apple of his eye. When she died,

he was devastated. Even more than you.

You can't imagine it.

And now it's too late.

Go fuck yourself!

Angèle...

Angèle, stop, damn it!

You punished me, Dad, and Martin.

It was an accident.

You're making criminals out of us, and you don't know what happened.

The villa was almost finished.

The façade had to be clad.

It was nice.

We were happy.

So happy.

I went with her up the hill to collect flowers...

and make a bouquet to mount on the ceiling.

To celebrate.

She fell asleep in an armchair.

It was time to think.

Preparation takes time.

It must be cast properly.

And at the end you install the roof and it's over.

How did the Romans do it?

They had slaves.

If you don't know what you're doing, even with slaves you make mistakes.

It doesn't make sense.

But they work fast.

Sure, fast and sloppy.

You have to do it fast and well.

Exactly.

We may need more lime.

Armand, we've got to go and get the lime.

Martin went yesterday.

Oh, yeah? You went there yesterday?

What?

Sleep, damn it!

Armand, Martin...

I have many plans.

After the restaurant and the villa;

we're at the beginning of a great adventure.

Nobody believed us, but here we go, guys!

It all starts here.

People are educated by example.

And you know what? We've been exemplary.

Go to sleep.

Slackers...

Where is she?

Where are you? Blanche!

Blanche!

I won't stay long.

Monday is enough for the dress rehearsal.

There's plenty of time.

I'm fine, yeah.

A hug.

I know what you're thinking.

I doubt it.

You're telling yourself something that's not good.

Guess again.

You're not thinking: How to repair nets all your life,

when there's a world to discover?

Yes, that's it...

I knew it.

I've been around the world.

I've been everywhere.

I'm an actress, you know.

I perform in the theatre.

The theatre.

Do you know what it is?

"There's the stage...

"and the bleachers.

"Everything is closed, people come at night,

"take their places in the rows and watch.

"They look at the curtain.

"And what's behind it when it rises.

"And something happens on the stage as if it were true.

"But it isn't true,

"it's like the dreams we have when we sleep."

Do you know Claudel?

"That's how they get to the theater.

"I look at them...

"aisles of living flesh in evening dresses.

"They cover the walls like flies up to the ceiling.

"I see hundreds of white faces.

"Man is bored...

"and ignorance accompanies him since his birth.

"He knows nothing,

"neither how it begins nor how it ends,

"that's why he goes to the theater."

I wanted to do it, but it wasn't offered to me.

As if we needed blue eyes,

blond hair, and a 6' of height to play Claudel.

What are you doing?

You startled me.

Are you a road builder now?

Small roads connect the main roads.

You can wait 100 years before anyone else does it.

Then you do it, of course.

Did you see the fire...

last summer?

It was like war.

It stopped behind the hill.

I'm afraid it will resume.

I want to keep it from getting here.

I'm fixing the hill...

so firefighters can use the water.

Rabbits and partridges come and drink.

The tracks...

become impassable.

You have to take care of them to keep them open.

Or open up some new ones.

You haven't been up here in a while.

A little exercise at my age!

You're obsessed with age.

I'll lend you Bérangère, you'll understand why.

Are you still writing?

Not at all.

Do you know why they turned down my manuscripts?

Because they weren't good.

I'm just a flatterer.

The king of empty words.

Try to treat yourself better.

Kindness is the virtue of fools.

I'm not talking of unconscious kindness.

But of the desired goodness, established in spite of everything.

What about them?

It's been a horse-riding center for the last three years.

They queue up in summer.

They follow the Customs path.

You switched sides?

You used to say the smugglers' path.

You're right.

I was wrong. I wasn't paying attention.

Here's the medicine. I'm not staying.

I've been to the bank. From January...

you'll receive the money to pay the rent each month.

That's not going to happen.

You'll never have a bounced check.

I don't want your money.

Don't get worked up.

No.

I'm not getting worked up.

He told you we didn't want it.

Ivan...

Stop it, please.

I'll send it to you anyway. You can't stop me.

Of course we can, believe me.

How are you going to do that?

It's automatic.

We're proud of you...

and of your kindness.

We know that you do it for us.

Ivan, try to understand.

It's hard for us to live this way...

and to accept this.

You know how much we love you.

You do know, don't you?

I know, Mom.

Get to work.

On my way.

Goodbye.

The leg freezes over and falls into the water.

Remember that?

Dad would do it.

Once he taught me, I wasn't afraid.

It's nice to feel the tentacles on your foot.

It's dreadful to have so many good memories.

We used to play in the water, trying to catch crabs and limpets,

the Chinese hats.

We stayed in the past; me, Dad, Martin and Suzanne.

Benjamin and his father's boat.

With the restaurant I try to keep alive Dad's idea:

Low prices for people with little money.

But I can't.

I stayed here to do the things he had done.

I didn't want things to change.

I wanted to keep his idea alive,

to keep his life alive.

The world could have crumbled, but this was our home.

Yes, a communist oasis.

A real free commune in every sense.

Poor Armand, he cooked you in a low burn.

Parents smother their children.

I also keep him alive...

through the characters I choose to play.

I mimicked him.

Yes...

And you played the part of the Provençal cook in Paris.

I saw the movie. What can I say?

Very cute.

Why are you always so mean?

I don't know. I don't do it on purpose.

Look!

A beauty!

Fuck off!

"You look very wise.

"Yet you must have some defect

"Or else, how could you have loved me,

"when I was just a child?"

Look...

It looks like Corsica.

Greece, three hours from Paris by train.

Invest your savings here.

Hire a great chef.

I can take care of public relations.

What's the matter?

Are you crying?

Yes.

I was looking at my father, and...

I just couldn't help it.

I was thinking about...

all that he taught us about life.

The Christmas tree...

on the pier.

There weren't any individual trees.

There was one big tree that kids decorated.

A tree that belonged to all of us.

You're sitting on gold.

Not at all.

What little remains of his ideas...

is the restaurant.

That's a good thing!

Simple and modest.

Not a brasserie for tourists.

Don't tell me it used to be better.

Yes it was.

I tell you, it used to be better.

Shame!

Anyway,

it was better for the trees.

I think he's thirsty.

Moisten him with a handkerchief.

We're off, mate.

We'll go on ahead and then wait for you.

Take your time.

There's no hurry.

There's no hurry whatsoever.

We'll make inquiries,

see if there are any Indians around.

We had fun together, didn't we?

I wouldn't have minded if you'd been a little sluttier.

Come here.

Here we go...

Should I go on or stop?

Go on. Nobody's going to stop you anyway.

What I have to say is very important.

- We're listening. - Well...

I'll say it then.

Angèle was never around, so I couldn't say it.

She's here now, so I'll say it.

Angèle, you changed my life.

All right!

Ever since I saw her on the stage in Marseille.

Dad took me when I was a kid.

- I never imagined such things existed. - What things?

A place where you can invent a new world.

Where people are different.

Where you can change for an hour.

I can see you in China,

dressed in red, black braid,

jumping, dancing, singing...

You looked so happy, so light, so...

"The Good Soul of Szechuan"

How to be just in an unjust world.

Good in an evil world.

Yes.

Exactly, Bravo, Joseph.

And...

- And I... - Try this.

- Fresh octopus. - I...

Caught the old-fashioned way by an artist.

So I, ever since that day and thanks to the great actress,

learn the plays by heart.

We recite plays every Wednesday with an amateur group,

in the suburbs.

The classics.

That's a nice story.

I'm touched by your words.

To Angèle.

To Angèle.

With her, you can always tell.

Good evening, everyone.

We found a shipwreck. Perhaps there are migrants.

No bodies on the shore. Have you seen anything?

No.

Did they drown?

Perhaps we'll find the survivors.

We didn't see anybody.

It's dreadful. And it's also our fault.

- Excuse me? - Never mind.

If you see anything,

call this number.

They might be dangerous.

- Dangerous? - Sure.

If there are terrorists among them.

Stupid terrorists that want to drown?

Don't make fun of the army.

We let you dream your bourgeois dreams.

It's your job, you're paid for it.

Enough to buy cigarettes.

Eat and drink. Take it easy.

We're here.

Was I dreaming or did he just call us bourgeois?

You weren't dreaming.

Come with me.

- I'm going home. - Come to my house.

I'm tired.

Please.

Angèle...

- I want to be with you. - But I don't want to.

You're crazy!

Angèle, I love you.

I've got you under my skin.

Did you have a look at me? I could be your mother three times over!

- Don't exaggerate. - Shit, Benjamin!

Just come in...

for coffee.

I haven't heard that line for a while. Coffee at one o'clock in the morning.

I won't eat you. What are you afraid of?

I know dreamers, you beat them all.

Life is not what you decide.

You're young.

Don't spoil your life.

- You're hurting me. - No...

You're hurting me. You don't realize it.

I love you.

No, you don't love me.

If you loved me, you wouldn't do this.

You'd let me go back in peace.

My feet are frozen and here I am talking about the pier.

You love what's on your mind,

that cute little Chinese girl I was.

I'd like that.

Do you know how much I'd like to be what you imagine I am?

You're so stubborn!

I like you, Angèle.

Here and now.

Are you angry?

Good night!

Where are the two jars?

Am I losing my mind or what?

What can I cook for you tonight?

Without Benjamin's fishing, this place would be too big.

Eat fresh fish at kilometer zero...

At what price?

For tourists who don't see that the world is rotten?

As unfair as it is rotten.

That's enough.

You too, Bérangère, stop it.

I love you, Bérangère.

Don't leave me.

All I have left is your beauty.

What's the point of this love?

You're slowly destroying me.

Time passes for me too.

Have you thought about that?

Good morning.

Anything to report?

No, nothing.

You would've called, right?

Maybe. Do I have to answer that?

It's not necessary.

You're military forces, not police.

Do you think we're having fun?

I don't care about that.

Do you have a problem?

Is it because I'm black?

Are you crazy or what?

Are you calling me a racist?

I've fought for people like you.

- What a jerk! - Forget it.

About last night.

I shouldn't have done that.

They're beautiful.

Everything is forgotten.

You're not mad at me?

No, it's over.

When I saw The Good Soul of Szechwan, I was in dark theatre,

immersed in red velvet.

And you...

so bright, so tall...

I knew I'd live with you some day.

You're really crazy.

Life sends us signals,

to choose what to do, where to go.

Knowing you were back,

I felt a thrill.

I knew you'd come back for me.

Benjamin, for God's sake!

Don't look at me like that or I'll fall.

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

I can't leave Joseph. Not now.

It's not right.

Will you be there this week?

I'll read the contracts and call you back.

A hug.

What's going on?

In the room.

They're beautiful.

Where are they now?

Who knows?

They seem to be dreaming.

Is that you?

Yes.

With short hair?

Due to lice.

Am I disturbing you?

They're gone, Joseph.

They're gone.

Shit.

Our beautiful little Ivan...

First of all,

We don't want you to be sad.

Beloved son, you've never let us down.

Our journey stops here,

for both of us, together.

One could not leave without the other.

If there is life elsewhere,

we'd like to find out together.

We know you'll understand,

because you love us as much as we love you.

A very strong hug.

Be happy. Dad, Mom.

Give me a cigarette.

One for me too?

Are you going to smoke again?

It only takes one to go back to smoking.

Who cares?

Can I have one too?

You start, he starts again...

I almost want to quit.

"No bathing allowed".

"Fines for offenders".

Pierrot!

When my daughter died, people used to say...

that I had to get over the mourning to accept it.

I refused to accept her death.

I didn't accept my daughter's death,

nor the fact that her father left me the same day.

I wanted to retain my desires, dreams, joys and sorrows.

And my landscapes.

That's why I left 20 years ago.

A way to stay alive.

Alive and unhappy.

We didn't know Pierrot had left you.

He didn't want me to leave Blanche alone with Dad.

He had a premonition.

He was afraid of this place, afraid she'd drown.

And I lied to him.

I left Blanche here without telling him.

He never forgave me for that.

You never saw him again?

No.

Never.

"Sir, I'm confused and they beat me up.

"No problem. A philosopher takes things the way he wants.

"And I...

"I will act against you a satire in the style of Juvenal...

"that's going to tear him apart.

"What do you want to learn?

"Anything I can.

"I wish to be a wise man...

"and I'm angry with my parents, for not having made me study..."

Yes?

Come in.

Am I still desirable?

More than ever.

You little liar.

I swear on my head.

In which you don't have much...

Stop tempting me.

You're so young.

You're so rich.

You moron!

Wait.

Slowly.

Turn off the light.

As you wish.

Close the curtains.

I want total darkness.

I can't run after you anymore.

I'm out of breath.

I know.

I'll stop dancing.

I don't feel like it anymore.

And yet I liked it.

I loved it.

I still like it.

That's the problem.

I'm going to Paris, but I'll be back.

As you wish, you're free.

And you?

What about me?

Are you staying?

Yes.

I'm fine here.

With my father, with Armand...

with Angèle.

Where did you put the jam?

What jam?

I put the jars here last night.

I didn't see them.

Angèle must have put them away.

Impossible. She didn't sleep here.

Where did she sleep?

Guess.

What?

Oh, shit!

What the hell...

Let's go!

Will the fishing be plentiful?

We'll get to the end.

There you go.

Is it so extraordinary for a child to love you?

Yes.

Does it scare you?

Does it?

Yes.

Because he's ugly?

He's awful.

Does he smell like fish?

That's it! He smells like fish!

Even the roses smelled like fish.

Really?

An appalling smell.

I don't notice anymore.

I'm kidding!

Crybaby.

Do I cry?

I'll show you the coves.

This is the most beautiful coastline in the Mediterranean!

It's the only part of the coast that's authentically authentic!

This is where the dinosaurs used to swim...

since time immemorial!

Madam,

I love you immemorially.

In the distance you can see the magnificent Gulf of Marseille,

controversial city, but loved by its inhabitants.

Yes, I can see you.

So...

Change the second payment. Frankly, they're exaggerating.

Also,

the suspensory condition is hard. We must revert it.

The rest is fine.

Don't worry, I'll be back soon.

A hug.

- Are you taking everything? - No, just some souvenirs.

They were in good health.

I didn't get the signals.

My father used to say:

"The more I look at the sea, the more I want to set sail."

He didn't like my view of the world.

He didn't accept today's world.

It's not your fault.

If you knew my family...

I think he was proud of me.

- You won't keep the cottage? - No.

What would I do?

I'm going to London and I'm opening a lab.

Less taxes, less social charges.

I go to London a lot.

Will you come and see me?

Is that an official invitation?

No.

It's a prayer.

Yeah, then I'll go.

Can't we take a break?

I have to do it in winter, it's too hot afterwards.

I have to cook in the summer.

I'll help you with the restaurant.

- We'll keep it afloat. - No.

I know you, you'll leave.

Not while Dad's breathing.

You risk waiting eight years, like Sharon.

Let's put the bed in the living room.

We won't break our backs.

Do you speak French?

She's freezing.

- Freezing. - Poor children.

Are you hungry? Eat?

Are you cold?

Give me your jacket.

Come with me.

All right, Armand?

What do we do?

They don't look dangerous.

Where are the parents?

Dad?

Mom?

Do you speak English?

What language do they speak?

Arabic, probably.

All I can say is "thank you".

Here you go.

Why don't you talk?

They're scared.

They were up on the hill.

Perhaps they're the survivors.

Where were they?

A hundred meters from the cistern, in the middle of the rocks.

Maybe they don't understand us.

They're not speaking on purpose.

If you don't know where they came from, you can't send them back.

The girl is freezing.

They're cold and hungry.

The soldiers left a number, didn't they?

- Shall I call them? - Wait a minute.

It'll take hours, who knows where they'll be taken.

They're tired. They just need to rest.

Call Ivan.

Maybe they're sick.

They have to be washed first.

Take this off.

Let it go.

Let go of your hand.

- Leave it, he doesn't want to. - They are soaking wet.

A hot bath will do them good.

Get the scissors.

Cut the clothes.

Joseph...

In Blanche's room...

there are clothes.

Benjamin, do you want to go get them?

Sure.

Is there anything for the boys?

Can you help me?

How do we do it now?

Like this.

All right.

Now these...

Are they all right?

They just need to eat and rest.

Let's start again.

Ivan...

Will you call me on Monday?

Sure.

Kiss me, Monday.

If you need anything,

call me.

I'll leave the door open.

My name is Angèle.

Angèle.

Let them sleep.

Can I have one?

You too?

Just one.

Buy some yourself! I have almost nothing left.

You look happy.

Yes.

It's going to last three days, six months,

twenty years...

Anyway, he already has three children.

Here you go.

Joseph's notes when we first met.

Convince him to tell his story.

I think it's worth it.

He cares.

How did you meet?

He taught a course at my university.

To me, he was a veteran of the revolution.

I was young. I drank his words.

I admired him.

And he made me laugh.

And now?

And now...

I don't want to be ruthless.

I couldn't stand it.

- Did you see anything? - No.

- Are you sure? - Yes. Why?

In the cove there were twelve...

and we've got 30 more down there.

It's strange that there aren't any here.

If we see them, we'll let you know.

Call your colleague, I'll make you coffee.

Did you find any children?

Yes, some.

Alone or with parents?

With the parents.

Are there any who have lost their parents?

Does that happen?

Yes, of course.

What did you do?

We send them home, like we send adults.

To countries at war?

In Marseilles they put them in orphanages.

Whenever possible.

If not, they'll figure it out here.

I think. Not sure.

They're classified as beasts...

and sent home.

They end up in orphanages. in their country or here.

Orphanages...

or prefabricated dumps.

Stinky like the ones here.

Tons of hatred accumulated over generations.

Orphanages are also bombed.

The military have found survivors.

Maybe their parents.

That would be better.

Stop it!

Even with parents their lives are fucked.

Better doesn't exist. Only worse.

Give them a breather.

To regain strength.

They're happy here.

Did you see how they played with the crabs?

I'll ask the soldiers if the survivors lost their children.

Hiner, my little brother Hiner.

Our mother said...

take care of the place where we die.

"When faith falters,

the mind resembles a house devastated by a cyclone.

All ideas are organized next to each other,

like furniture or objects loved for a lifetime,

are destroyed, damaged,

displaced,

and the wisely created harmony becomes chaos."

Yes, good day.

Hang on...

I have something to tell you.

I'm not going on tour.

Before, when I worked in the factory,

I never did more than ten pages, but I can do it now.

I was proud.

I was like my father.

I dropped out of school and my hands were calloused.

Since the first strike I organized,

I realized that the real workers didn't choose to be there.

And this...

destroyed me.

I broke in two that day.

That's what I wanted to tell you. Exactly that.

I bleed inside.

Is it the sea air that inspires you?

Yes, for sure.

It brings up things hidden inside of me.

Like a rising tide...

brings out the fragments.

Are you coming back?

Yes, but I don't know when.

Now you know where to find me.

Yes, I know.

Right here,

in the center of the world.

Yes.

You have to do it.

No one will do it for you. and it's going to get lost.

Still hiding up there?

Let's see.

Angèle!

Armand!

Joseph!

Hiner!

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