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[Water running]

Bismillah...

[Distant call to prayer]

[Prayer in Arabic]

[Humming builds up]

Morning, benti. How are you?

- Good, and you? - Very well.

- Salam, everyone. - How’s it going?

- Salam, daughter. - You’ve got a nice voice.

- Thanks, sweetie. At least someone is positive this morning.

On your pancake?

- Here. - Let me tell you something...

- What do you want on it? Here. Honey, chocolate?

- Mom, next time... - Hang on.

- Did you take your meds? - No, I didn't.

Why aren't you taking them?

Can I get a coffee?

There you go, you’re all grown up now.

Oh, here he goes again.

I’m busy, I’m making pancakes.

These are so good, Mom.

Be a doll.

Take this coffee to your father?

Dear Papa, I’m coming with it!

Can’t he see I’m busy?

Do I have to beg for a coffee?

Good luck finding someone as nice as me.

At my age? Who’s gonna teach me?

It's been 30 years of the same story.

Yeah, right.

He’s never happy.

- Here, Papa. - Thanks, daughter.

- Want another pancake? - For later.

Stop eating.

- Girls go all the way to Tunisia just to get an ass like mine.

- To Tunisia? - To Tunisia.

You’re talking about your ass in front of your dad?

Do you see how ugly that is?

- I’m gonna be a star. - You’re gonna be diabetic.

- I’m fed up. - Keep it down.

What are you fed up with?

Go buy some bread. No, seriously, go buy bread.

Morning, Fatima. How are you?

- Good, and you? - Doing well.

- Have a nice day. - Thanks, you too.

Benjamin’s Taxi for Mrs. Fatima!

Cut the crap.

Salam Aleykoum. Here’s your helmet.

- You good? - Good, and you?

You fit?

Ready to roll.

- We're taking the stairs. - Are you serious?

[Motorcycle engine revving]

[Students' voices overlapping]

Yo! What's the word, bro?

Look, I made it.

Yo, Lanky. You chill?

- You good, Fatima? - Djodjo!

- What’s up, Nassim? You good? - How’s it going?

[Everyone talking at once]

Alright, alright, that’s enough.

Did you guys see that MILF site?

- We snagged two. - Seriously?

- Wait, we caught two of them this weekend.

Man, the story is insane.

- Tell us! - Spill it.

- We meet them, chill. We go to their place.

First off, bro, the studio was sick. Man...

Insane. We get there: food, drinks.

Salmon toasts, sushi, champagne...

Champagne.

We're eating, laughing.

They were in their fifties. Prisca, Samantha.

- Fifties? - We’re sitting on the couch,

and they start blowing us.

- Are you guys for real? - Fine, I'll stop the story then!

- No, go on, go on!

Come on, finish it!

At one point, we were close,

they lift our legs up, we’re like: "What are they doing?"

They start eating our asses.

[Laughing]

He loved it! Look how much you liked it!

Quit lying!

Yeah, and so what?

That's crazy.

That’s prostitution, you know that?

They bought you with food.

She really licked your bunghole?

What about it?

- Nah, I didn't do that, you're crazy. - Prostitution?

Yeah, you got a problem?

- Your hole? Back there? - Prisca, Samantha... Total babes.

And you did this right next to each other?

Side by side?

No, when we say "next to"...

They weren't looking at each other.

Stop acting like a Good Samaritan!

- Sorry, but those are gay acts!

How so?

- You know Sodom and Gomorrah? - Who?

Haven't you guys read the Bible?

- A man only uses his penis during sex.

- You jerk off too, what are you talking about?

- Since when? You jerk off, I don't!

You’re gonna have a heart attack.

- "I don't jerk off." He must be beating it to death.

Dish soap... Clac, clac, clac, clac.

- These are the 3 romantic aspects... [Chattering]

Gentlemen!

Shush!

Gentlemen, quiet!

Don't come in

if you’re just here to stir up shit. Go home.

[Shocked exclamations]

What’s wrong with you? Stop it!

Pick that up right now!

She started it.

- It's simple. Before I hand back the tests,

I want these paper balls... Shush.

...picked up, or else...

Tarik, stop with the antics.

Come on, pick it up.

[Shocked exclamations]

Alright, come on.

She’s got tests to return!

- Do you want us to call your parents and explain?

They’re gonna call your mom.

Tarik, stop being a parrot.

- I’m handing back your tests. - And your dad.

[Laughing]

Victoire, very good.

- Bravo. - Thank you.

Look. Perfect score.

Next,

Fatima.

- Very good, keep it up. - Thank you.

- What’d you get? - 17 out of 20.

[Cheers and applause]

- You studied. - Yeah, I’m working hard.

Continuing... Tarik.

- [English accent] - Tarik.

Let’s clap for him, yo. 18.5.

18.5?

- What’d he get, miss? - Guys, he got a 5!

- Would you like us to do the same to you?

- Did you get your grade yet? - Tarik! Tarik!

Hey.

- You good? - Good, and you?

Good.

I missed you, you know.

No "me too," nothing?

Yeah, me too.

- It’s been two weeks since we’ve seen each other.

I haven't heard from you, nothing. What’s going on?

I’m studying like crazy for the Bac.

That’s good.

You’ll get it, Inchallah. I’ll pray for you.

Yeah, Inchallah. That’s nice.

Anyway,

still no effort, huh?

You don’t want to look good for me. You don’t even try a little.

- I’m fine like this, aren’t I? - You’re fine, but you know what I mean.

You should’ve come, I don’t know...

in a dress, in jeans, a feminine touch.

But it’s okay, you’re fine anyway.

Actually, wallah, I had some good news for you.

Next September,

my boss is hiring me full-time.

And...

I want the two of us...

to move forward, get serious about things.

What if I come and ask for your hand?

Yeah, it's...

Instead of meeting here,

hiding from everyone...

It’s better we do things...

the halal way, right?

Yeah, you’re right.

- So we can have kids, a little girl...

A little princess just like you.

A little princess like you.

Mrs. Fatima Ben Ahmoud, it has a nice ring to it.

Inchallah.

[Slight nod]

[Background music]

You had one month

to read The Picture of Dorian Gray.

I hope it was done carefully and also...

- Did you do it? - Did you?

- Yeah. - Swear?

- Someone is going to come to the board to give the presentation.

Without me having to pick someone.

Who wants to volunteer?

Rayan, please.

- Well, there’s the lucky winner. - You love those gay stories.

[Laughing]

I don't want to hear a sound.

- He is a very great Irish writer.

He was born on October 16, 1854, in Dublin.

Goodnight.

- In his childhood, Oscar was always brilliant in school,

and studied at Oxford, one of the most renowned schools in his country.

Fuck, stop it!

Stop!

- Why are you doing that? - Don't touch me! What’s wrong with you?

Stop hitting him!

Why are you making fun of me?

- I saw you hit me. - Shut up. Keep moving.

Move, move.

- Faggot. Oscar Wilde. - Look at your dyke friend there.

Haven’t you guys figured it out?

- Who do you think you're talking to? - She only hangs out with guys.

- Get back!

Don't touch her!

Leave me alone.

Little bitch.

- Give me back my glasses.

What’s wrong with you? My glasses!

[Confused shouting]

You guys are insane!

- You want me to fuck up your mother? Faggot!

- What are you doing? - What do you want?

You too, what do you want? Stop defending him, you traitor.

Fatima, stop.

- Fuck you all! - You’re a dyke, admit it!

- What the fuck are you doing? Stop!

- Stop defending him! - You’re too tense.

- She spat on me. - That’s enough! Move along!

That’s enough, go.

- Little brat! - Pansy!

She broke them.

- She broke his glasses. Everyone’s just harassing him.

Shut up, you snitch.

He had it coming.

It’s gonna be okay, alright? Come on.

Breathe.

- Fairy! - Hey, stop!

- They’re kids, they don’t understand anything.

You’re gonna get expelled for nothing.

What are you doing?

- That’s enough from you. - Stay here, stay here.

Don’t get like this over him.

He’s full of shit.

- Fine, whatever.

- Don’t worry, Fatima, it’s nothing. - Let go of me.

[Sobs]

- Come on, Fatima. - Fatima?

- It’s our turn. - Come on, get up.

Come on, sweetie.

I’m waiting.

- Hello, ma'am. - Hello, doctor.

I have your lung test

and we have the images to look at.

- Hello. - Hello.

The bronchi are here. There is some secretion.

Have you been feeling tight lately?

I had a small attack.

- Was there a particular cause? A trigger?

No, nothing.

- Any particular stress? Did something happen?

No, either.

- What did you do when it happened?

Did you hold your breath? Take your treatment?

Do you have it in your pocket?

I tried to calm down on my own.

Normally, you should have it on you.

Take it whenever something happens.

Do you still play soccer?

- Yes, from time to time. But I run, I prefer running.

- You run a lot? - Yeah.

And smoking?

A little...

Do you smoke a lot?

No, but don’t tell my mom.

- We won’t tell Mom, obviously.

We’re not at the police station or in front of a judge here.

But the problem is really for you.

You can have a smoke-free life, it’s possible.

- You don’t smoke? - No.

I’m lucky. I had a dad who smoked a lot.

My brother and I, we did the exact opposite of him.

So, he saved our lives.

Do you remember this? The little cloud?

I did that a long time ago.

- We’re going to measure it, to see if there is inflammation

in your bronchi.

You remember, we see the little cloud...

Right?

We inhale to put it on the starting line

and then, we guide it with our breath. Okay?

Be careful, because if you blow too hard,

it flies off to Mars and it’s game over.

Alright? And if you don’t blow hard enough,

it stays stuck, as they say in Quebec, at the bottom,

and it’s game over too. It falls into the Mediterranean.

Ready? Let’s try.

Let’s go.

First, I inhale?

- We inhale to put it on the starting line.

Go ahead, inhale. Yeah, perfect.

And now, blow.

A little... yes, yes! [Machine sounds]

Gently! Gently! Yes!

Fantastico.

Great. Yeah.

Yeah, he’s happy. Now it’s doing the analysis.

Whoa.

There’s a lot of inflammation.

It’s also important to know how you’re taking your meds.

Do you remember the Asthma Clinic?

You came to the clinic when you were younger.

- I don’t remember. - Okay.

There’s a session that I’ll be leading.

If you feel like it, come along.

You can talk about what’s unpleasant about living with asthma,

and then exchange with others.

It won’t take forever.

It takes an afternoon or a morning.

Okay.

Alright, I’ll write you a prescription.

[Intriguing soft music]

The Bac is coming up, the studying,

it’s stressing me out a bit.

- And is that an excuse? Am I bothering you?

I didn’t say that.

- What is it, then? Is it your friends?

Are they getting in your head? Did you find someone else?

My friends are like my brothers.

Stop saying they’re your brothers.

There’s no such thing as boy-girl friendship. You know that perfectly well.

I try to be as perfect as I can for you so I don’t upset you.

You’re always the one who decides when we see each other.

I love you just the way you are.

What is it? You don’t love me anymore?

Don’t you love me?

- I already explained it to you. It’s got nothing to do with that.

Are you sure?

Are you sure about this?

I don't know. Yeah, I think so.

Fine, do whatever you want.

I’m done stressing over it.

Good luck with everything.

[Footsteps in the stairs]

[Door slams]

Linda, right?

- Ingrid? - Yes. Want to get in?

- You okay? - Yeah.

- What do you want to do? Want to go grab a drink?

Want to eat something?

Nah, I'm good.

- No? - No.

Drive. I know a quiet spot where we can hang out.

Oh yeah? Okay, great.

Is it near here?

Yeah, don’t worry, I’ll tell you.

Go straight, I’ll tell you when to turn.

Okay.

"Linda" is pretty. What’s the origin?

- Egyptian. - Egyptian?

It’s coming up on the right.

Here?

Yeah, right here.

[Giggling]

- Here? Seriously? - Yeah.

Here?

We’re set here. It's quiet.

- What is this? Are we building a house?

Original.

You want to get right to it?

Is that why you brought me here?

Either for that, or to slit my throat.

I only see those two options.

Seriously, this is a mugger’s alley. There's nobody around.

At least I made you smile.

Yeah, you’re funny.

So I’ve heard.

Can I kiss you?

Well, no.

Curtains.

Why do you want to see me if I can’t kiss you?

I don’t know, we talk... right?

- Yeah, I don’t know. What do you want to talk about?

How did you know?

How did I know what?

That you preferred women.

Pretty early. I must have been...

maybe 14 or 15.

I fell in love with one of my friends in high school.

Banal.

Okay.

And you?

You don’t know yet.

Yeah, whatever.

- No, not "whatever." You said "we talk," let’s talk.

Do you want a real kiss,

soft, with tongue, and with someone who knows what they're doing?

I could be a great teacher.

I can maybe teach you some things.

Some specialties...

- Specialties... - Yeah, like at a restaurant.

- Like cooking. - What’s your specialty?

- My specialty? - What is it? Come on.

I have several.

The first one: eating ass.

- Have you ever done it? - No.

- Not even with a guy? - No.

- You look disgusted. Sex isn't dirty.

You do whatever you want.

- Don’t get aggressive, I do whatever I want...

You asked for my specialty, I'm telling you.

That’s a weird specialty.

- It’s not a "weird specialty." It’s just because you’re young.

- What other specialties do you have?

Cunni.

You know what that is, at least?

- Go on, explain.

So, cunnilingus.

You slowly pull down

the girl’s panties.

You don’t even have to take them off. You can leave them on.

And you just pull them aside like this, with your fingers.

And then, you kiss it.

Warning: soft tongue. Never use a stiff tongue.

Horrible.

Keep it very soft, very flexible. Otherwise it’s horrible. Like a guy.

We hate that.

And then, you lick slowly. Very slowly.

And then, you put your tongue inside.

You can do circles if you want.

After that, you can add some personal ingredients.

You have personal ingredients?

- No, it’s not salt and pepper!

Adding fingers, objects... Plenty of things.

- In this case, cunnilingus... - Objects?

Well, yeah...

Dildos...

I don't know, sex toys.

Have you got anything else to teach me?

- She’s thinking. - What else can I teach you?

Ah, I know: scissoring.

- I don’t know that. - A total classic.

It’s when your legs intertwine

and you rub together.

Just like that, clearly.

And 69, you know what that is?

The shape alone says it all.

The 6 is the head,

and the 9 is the other head up there, and the feet down here.

69.

You each have your head between the other’s legs.

Session’s over, that’ll be 50 euros.

Hello!

Hello everyone! Welcome.

My name is Louan Prévost,

and I am a pulmonologist.

I work here and in the ER.

And with Ji-Han today, we are going to lead this session.

Hello.

Hello.

My name is Ji-Na Kim, not Ji-Han.

My apologies.

I am a nurse at the hospital.

Today, I will be assisting Professor Prévost.

And I’m delighted to be here.

Please place a hand on your stomach.

Yes, just like that.

Stand up straight. Open your shoulders.

Close your eyes.

And you’re going to inhale.

But without forcing anything. It should be natural.

Lower.

Uh...

Continue to inhale.

Keep your shoulders open.

And when you exhale,

do it through your mouth in a natural way.

Super.

Now that you’ve all learned to sense how you breathe,

we’re going to measure the PEF. Does everyone know the PEF?

It’s the Peak Expiratory Flow.

We have a little instrument called a peak flow meter

that allows us to measure it.

Can we hand out

the flow meters?

It’s useful if you’re not feeling well at home,

once you know your usual value...

Thank you very much.

At that point, we can see if it’s your bronchi that aren’t doing well,

or if it’s something else.

Put it firmly in your mouth,

fill your lungs and blow very fast and very hard.

I'll show you.

Go ahead, give it a try.

If you do that, it’s pointless.

One last time.

Inhale.

Blow!

Go for it.

You have to inhale fully, stop,

...put it in your mouth and blow as fast and hard as you can.

[The professor blows]

- But it expresses, notably, a sense of suffering...

- Are you following or just eating? - I'm listening.

No, you’re not even checking!

I said I'm listening, keep going.

- Now I’m lost. I don't know where I was.

- "...expresses the joy he feels facing the experience of his freedom."

- "Of his possibilities..." - Of his infinite possibilities...

It expresses...

- That's the third spoonful. - Wait!

- Go on, it's fine. - Keep going!

All that smacking, seriously...

This way you’ll be better prepared.

- You’re just memorizing. We need to actually understand it.

- You don’t understand? Is it not in English?

- Yeah, but you don’t get what you’re saying.

- She needs to know it well, then...

It needs to be in your own words.

They are my words.

Whatever, keep going.

- Go on, Fatima.

Start over.

- Is being free only obeying oneself?

In his song titled "My Freedom"...

[Intriguing music]

You can turn over your papers.

Make sure you have the correct number of pages.

I wish you all a good exam.

- I don't know if I just guessed on the answers.

Man, I don't even know if I wrote anything.

I failed.

- Honestly, I don't give a fuck about the Bac.

- Me, if I don't get it, I got a guy who can hook me up with the diploma.

- For real? - No way, swear.

- A guy from Auber has a link at the Ministry of Education.

150 euros, you got the Bac.

No honors, though. [Notification]

100% for real.

- 100% certain. - Only 150 euros?

[Electro music]

Yasmine?

Yeah.

- Nice to meet you, Aurélia. - Nice to meet you.

- How are you? - Good, and you?

Doing great.

- You know this place? - Not at all.

- You've never been? - Never.

Evening. Sparkling water, please.

Thanks.

- You don't drink alcohol? - No.

- Here you go. - Thanks.

- Cheers? - Yeah.

- You been on the site long? - No, not really.

How about you?

Longer than you, I think.

Didn't find what you were looking for?

I found...

I found people, I found stuff...

- It didn't work out? - Not really.

You shouldn't hide your face under that cap.

- You're actually very pretty. - Thanks. You too.

Thanks.

Where are you from?

- What's your background? - I'm Egyptian.

- OK. You're the first Egyptian I've met.

- And you? - German.

- You're the first German I've met.

Got brothers or sisters?

Yeah, I have seven brothers.

- Seven brothers? - Yeah.

- Really? - Yeah, really.

And you?

- I have an older brother. His name is Simon.

- Simon? - Yeah.

- Can he sing? - No.

- Does he wear glasses? - Yeah, he does. Why?

Like in Alvin and the Chipmunks.

Where did that comparison come from?

I don't know, it just popped into my head.

- So are you more into girls? Or guys?

No, not guys.

- Only girls? - Only girls.

And you?

I'm open to everything.

- Open to everything? Meaning?

Open to lots of different things.

Girls, guys...

Everything.

There we go, the third one.

The last one.

[Arabic] ...to have allowed this for my daughters.

[Sniffles]

[Long sigh]

Pure pride.

- Hey. - Hey.

- I didn't keep you waiting too long? - No, I just got here.

- Cheek kiss? - Yeah, if you want.

- Shall we? - Yeah.

- Can I have a taste? - Yeah, go ahead.

Thanks.

- Do you like it? - Yeah, it's really good.

Thanks.

It’s nice to see you.

Out of uniform.

Nice to see you too.

- Where are you from again? - Korea.

Were you born in Korea?

I was born in Korea.

I came to France when I was 7.

By yourself?

With my mother and my brother.

- Was it hard moving to France at 7?

Yeah. I have memories

that are pretty tough.

Since I didn't speak any French,

I was really stressed about going to school.

- So how did you manage? - I picked it up as I went.

Do you live with your mom?

No, she moved back to Korea.

- So you live alone? Or with your brother?

- My brother moved back too. - OK.

Isn't it hard, being all alone?

Depends on the day, but...

I'm doing okay.

- What's your background? - Algerian.

- You got brothers and sisters? - Yeah, I have two sisters.

Older ones.

You're the baby of the family.

Yeah, I'm the little one.

Tell me you don't actually eat dog?

- I saw these reports... - What kind of question is that?

No, there are very few restaurants, I mean...

If you go to a restaurant, "dog" isn't on the menu.

[They laugh]

That's a relief.

- I love animals, so... - Me too.

- Got any? - No.

I work too much, I can't have one.

- You've got a busy schedule. - Yeah.

- You work alone? - No, I'm with colleagues.

- A day shift and a night shift? - Yeah.

- Which do you prefer? Day or night?

I like the night.

Why?

I don't know, it's just...

a different vibe.

That's true.

You like the night?

- I love the night. Everything's more beautiful at night.

- It's true, everything is better at night.

What are your passions in life?

I like sports.

- What do you play? - Soccer.

On a team?

No, by myself.

Like a loser.

On a field.

- You play all the numbers? Every position?

I can play anywhere.

- Really? - Yeah.

- Goalie? - No, I can't do that.

Boring, you gotta jump, dive...

I can't do that.

Jumping, sure, but the diving is hard.

So, what do you do outside the hospital?

- You mean like my hobbies? - Yeah.

I really like drawing.

Painting too.

What do you draw?

I often draw my dreams.

Your dreams. How?

Well, I dream and then...

I wake up and write them down, usually.

That lets me

turn them into drawings or paintings.

- You remember everything? The colors, all of it?

- Yes. - That’s impressive.

[Sound of laughter in background]

I live here.

Marie Duplessis.

This young woman only lived to be 23, from 1824 to 1847.

But in those 23 years...

Want to watch something else?

[Soft music]

[Notification]

[Whispered prayer in Arabic]

[Distant humming]

I forgot the lyrics. I'm getting old.

Even humming it sounds pretty.

- I'm gonna put some toppings on.

Some sugar... They’ll look nice in the cups.

Let’s arrange them in the cups.

It's your fault they're so big.

You could have told me.

- You good? - Good.

Salam, everyone.

- Salam, my girl. - You okay, Mom?

- Sleep well? - Yeah, and you?

Yeah, hamdoullah.

Mom, I need the knife.

Looking good, all of this.

Fatima, your hands are filthy!

- What? I just prayed, they're clean.

- Go make some eggs. Show us what you can actually do.

- I know how. - Then prove it.

Let’s see Fatima’s eggs. Go on.

"Fatima’s eggs," how cute.

- I'm not joking! - Let your sister have a taste!

- Thanks, Dad! - She just woke up.

You can't do anything, go back to sleep. Go to bed!

- Learn how to make pasta at least. - I know how!

- You don't even know how to dress yourself. - Shush! That’s enough.

What are you gonna do with a husband?

Who’s gonna want to marry her?

Maybe some guy looking for papers.

Honestly, she has zero femininity. Look at her.

Like an animal.

You carry yourself like that 24/7.

What about you?

- Attacking your sister's looks? What is wrong with you?

- Stop it, Nour. - This conversation is pointless.

Fatima!

- That’s enough. - Nour, calm down.

- Come on, move. - I can’t believe this...

Nour, please.

- She's ruining our work. [Fatima grumbles]

- You’re asking for it. - Yeah, right.

That's it. Tell me when she’s here.

- What material is this? - Latex.

Oh. Let me see.

Wait.

Oops. Sorry.

Whoa.

- It’s weird, huh? - Big time.

- You made this? - Yeah.

Nice.

- What’s that on top? - On top?

It’s embedded ink

with pearls.

And I dyed the latex in different colors.

There, it’s light blue. This was a bit brown.

You believe in ghosts or what?

- Not ghosts, but djinns. It’s different.

OK.

Get this, one day...

I was sleeping in my bed, totally chilling.

My mom wasn't home.

I wake up because I feel my body is paralyzed. Really.

- And I feel a presence to my left. - Oh man, creepy.

So, I try to move my eyes.

I manage to turn my neck a little.

And there I see my mom crouching, staring at me like this.

Uh oh.

- So I'm like... Well, I’m thinking:

"What are you doing here, Mom?"

She really wasn't home.

Suddenly, she jumps on me and starts strangling me.

Like...

And I’m stuck there.

And I managed to free my arms

and everything went back to normal, but I was terrified.

- That’s a sleep paralysis attack.

- Exactly. - Not a ghost.

No, I saw it. I swear.

- You saw your mother, like that? - I saw her like that.

She jumped on you...

Yeah, well, it was...

She was pissed.

What was I looking for? Ah, right.

- I get sleep paralysis too.

- For real? - It’s the worst.

Honestly... it's pretty scary.

Me, I was scared.

- Is that sweet and sour sauce?

No, it’s soy sauce.

I'm loving this, it's so good.

[Brouhaha]

[Shouts of joy]

Look, look.

[Soft music]

You okay?

What’s this?

The meds... Are you sick?

Talk to me, what’s going on?

I'm not doing very well, Fatima.

I think you should go.

I don't understand...

This isn't going to work between us.

It was working great just now.

- Did I do something? - No, it’s not you.

I have some problems...

in my head.

What does that have to do with anything?

Tell me, I can help. Don't you want help?

- You can't help me. Nobody ever has.

Even I can't help myself.

I'm depressed.

- We’ll find solutions, it’s okay.

You won't find one.

- If I leave, are you going to find a solution?

Don't push it.

You have to leave.

I'm sorry.

Leave me alone.

I'm not okay.

[Sad music]

Hello.

Hello. Welcome to the university.

I am Mr. Ostulz,

one of your instructors for this course.

And... come in, please.

Don't wait behind the door if you're late.

I’m going to present this year’s curriculum.

Philosophy

is the set of questions

that humans ask themselves about themselves, and about society.

[Chattering]

I only grabbed one surimi.

- In Japanese, "surimi" means "fuck your mother."

- [Laughing] - Stop! What’s wrong with you?

Sorry, that was vulgar.

Honestly, it's disgusting.

It’s unanimous. I swear, we’re gonna ask...

Here we go.

Hello. Sorry.

- [Imitating him] - I’m a secretary.

- Aside from my moron friends, I wanted to ask...

What do you think of the food?

- I don't like it. - There you go.

- She doesn't like it. - Have you tasted it?

- Yeah, I have. It’s not... - We agree.

- You're very beautiful. - Oh, please...

You have...

Okay! You have very beautiful eyes.

- He's giving out compliments. - This is awkward.

- Really, you're very beautiful. - Not at all.

What's your background?

Algerian.

- Is that what you say when you meet someone?

Hello, I'm Nino. I'm French, nice to meet you.

- I can ask her... - And what are you?

- Pure Gaul, no problem. 100% Gaul.

What do you like in life?

It shows, you play sports. Yeah? What do you play?

- Soccer. - Oh yeah? Cool.

- Do you listen to music? - Yeah.

- What do you listen to? - A bit of everything.

- This is like a job interview. "You're hired.

Hello, nice to meet you."

- I'm Hugo. What's your name?

Hey, Vincent.

Fatima.

- Did he inspire DiCaprio in Titanic? - Introduce yourselves.

Nino, nice to meet you.

- The grumpy one is Yann. - I'm not grumpy. I'm happy.

I'm the tour guide.

Who's the funniest?

Wait! Big debate.

I don't see anyone laughing. Who's the funniest?

It's you.

[Laughing]

- Seriously? - It's nothing, bro.

- You haven't hung out with us enough. His jokes always bomb.

Put him on stage, it’s a disaster.

- I thought he said "He takes a lot of dick!"

How dare you speak like that?

Do you like cartoons?

- What do you like? - Space Goofs.

[They sing a theme song]

What else?

- I'm a pro at impressions. - Oggy and the Cockroaches?

Oh, so that was it, then.

- I'm exceptionally good at Marge Simpson.

"Homer!"

[Laughing]

- That was like a mix of Scooby-Doo and Marge.

He’s trying to do Marge. Not even close, bro.

- "Lisa!" - What is he doing?

Why is Marge Simpson a psychopath?

[Laughing]

- Marge Simpson is an alcoholic. - I'm done.

- Wait, give me a second! I'll try again.

[He tries again] [Laughter]

- You’ve reached Ji-Na’s voicemail. Leave a message and I’ll...

Ji-Na’s voicemail...

- You girls are very quiet.

For once.

[Laughing]

- This is really good. - Thanks, sweetie.

[Muffled chatter]

[Doorbell]

- Hey. - Hey.

Password?

Tiramisu.

OK, welcome.

Thanks.

- Thanks. - No problem.

Oh, how’s it going?

You good?

- You look great, very stylish! - Nino!

You okay? So cool you came.

- Hey, Paolo, nice to meet you. - Fatima, nice to meet you.

Welcome to my place.

- I brought this. - You shouldn't have.

Make yourself at home, take off your jacket.

Thanks, Paolo.

I gotta give you something.

Tonight, we’re dancing.

Here, this is for you.

- Who is this? Me? - Yeah.

Well, thanks.

Are we interrupting?

Vincent, you’re not gonna introduce your friend?

Cassandra, my cousin, and Jade.

Hey.

- What’s your name? - Fatima.

What? Want our picture?

- That’s enough. - Is she your girlfriend?

- Just a friend from uni. - Oh yeah?

You never told me about her.

- Don't talk to them, they’re crazy. - Excuse me?

- Don't they call you the "heartbreakers"?

- You see these? I don't need to steal anyone's heart.

I snap my fingers and I have the world at my feet.

And you're rude, you didn't offer a drink.

Here we go. I'll take your things.

- We used to call him Pinocchio as a kid. He’s a liar.

- If she gives you any trouble, call me.

Off you go!

- Let me get you a drink, what do you want? - Sparkling water.

- Just sparkling water? - Yeah.

- You don't drink alcohol? - No.

With some lemon, at least?

- Sure, why not.

Thanks.

Cheers.

Where are you from?

Annaba.

Me, Algiers. I knew it.

Doesn’t she look a bit like an Algerian Lara Croft?

Got that Ninja vibe.

- What does "Fatima" mean?

- "A young camel that’s just been weaned."

- "A young camel that’s just been weaned." Are you weaned?

Shame, I’ve got plenty of milk.

I love how shy you are.

That’s my girl, here. Like little porcelain.

Isn’t she gorgeous?

Yeah, she's pretty.

And her, isn't she gorgeous?

Yeah.

- You're not a lesbian, are you? - No.

- Quit lying. I’m a professional.

- You’ve never kissed a girl? - No.

- Look me in the eye. Never? - No.

Liar.

Well, I’m gonna go join the others.

- Go ahead.

Calm Down Rema ft. Selena Gomez

- Fatima, look. Behold Yann in all his glory.

Intense eye contact, huge grin...

He talks really close to your face.

[Laughing]

- Don't you want the three of us to go out one night?

We’ll have fun.

What for?

- Come on, "what for"! Cut the crap.

I know what it’s like to hide who you are, to not be okay in your own skin,

but at some point, you gotta live, right?

You’d be our little Mona Lisa.

And I’d be Cassandra Da Vinci.

What is that? A broken heart?

I'll sew that heart right back up for you.

You're full of it.

I'm drunk.

I am so drunk.

Anyway, I'm hungry.

Paolo, order some burgers, please!

He’s such a cheapskate.

Burgers.

You’re thinking.

[Upbeat soft piano music]

- I see some who give, give jewelry for the neck

It’s beautiful, but still, they are only stones

Stones that roll, roll and run down your cheeks

I’d rather you love me without spending a cent

Me, I don't care, I cast it all away

The fake stuff, the golden cages

Because when you hold me tight, you are my treasure

And that, and that is worth gold

[Muffled discussion between two women]

[Laughing]

The discussion continues.

Hey.

- The question of emancipation is a fundamental question

that arises particularly in political philosophy.

The first time, in a virulent way,

in a very direct way,

it was posed by an author

who was a friend of Montaigne, in the 16th century.

His name was Étienne de La Boétie

and his work,

which is called "Discourse on Voluntary Servitude,"

is still relevant today.

Emancipation is a demand

to be recognized as equals among equals,

meaning, a liberation from dependency,

which could be capital, the Church,

men, or even a dominant state.

[Call of the muezzin]

[Crowd cheering]

- Is anyone tonight

ready for some "LGB-mischief"?

[Cheering]

I think you know the lyrics.

1, 2, 3, long live the...

Lesbians!

[Drumming]

- Not bad for a start. Alright...

shall we go?

[Screaming]

[Techno music]

We're queer, but we're not soft.

Come on, move!

1, 2, 3, long live the lesbians!

1, 2, 3, long live the lesbians!

- I don't see any lesbians making out in the room!

Go!

[Screaming]

We are fucking queer!

Fuck the patriarchy!

Let’s go!

I just want to dance!

1, 2, 3?

Long live the lesbians!

1, 2, 3?

Long live the lesbians!

1, 2, 3?

Long live the lesbians!

Go!

1, 2, 3?

Long live the lesbians!

- 1, 2, 3? - Long live the lesbians!

LGB-mischief!

LGB-mischief!

LGB-mischief!

The lesbians!

The lesbians!

[Techno music]

Go! Long live the queer!

Let's go!

1, 2, 3?

Long live the lesbians!

- 1, 2, 3? - Long live the lesbians!

- 1, 2, 3? - Long live the lesbians!

- 1, 2, 3? - Long live the lesbians!

- 1, 2, 3? - Long live the lesbians!

[Soft music]

- Yasmine, right? - Yes, that's it.

Gabrielle, nice to meet you.

It's cool to see you, I'm glad.

I have a very good friend

who is Muslim, who practices too.

I came for her because she's a bit shy.

This friend used to pray a lot.

She believes in Allah deeply, and...

recently, she met someone

with whom it went well, at first.

They got along well,

she was almost in love. She loved her a lot.

Except that this person disappeared.

And since her disappearance, well...

she's having a hard time

going back to her religion, to having faith in Allah, knowing

that she thinks herself that Allah is punishing her

by depriving her of that person.

I'd like to know how she could restart her prayers.

If I understand correctly,

your friend had a relation outside of marriage with a man,

and this relationship

was broken off and she is sad.

On the contrary, she should be happy

to no longer have a relationship outside of marriage.

Right?

It's more complicated.

- Ah, I see. Then tell me.

It's not a... well...

She is in an illicit relationship, yes, but not with a man.

In fact, she realized...

that she was attracted to women, and to this woman in particular.

And it's about that...

- Okay, so if I understand, your friend is homosexual.

Let's call things what they are.

It is true

that homosexuality is forbidden,

but it wasn't Islam that forbade it, it was long before that.

The religion of God has always forbidden...

I say, the religion. Christianity, Judaism,

lived by believers in the time of those prophets,

before the coming of the Prophet Muhammad,

may the peace and salvation of God be upon him,

were prophets of the religion of God.

What we call "Islam" in Arabic.

So, this prohibition is ancient,

dating back to the time of Lot's people.

Have you heard of Lot's people, Linda?

A little bit. Sodom and Gomorrah?

- Yes, indeed, it is Sodom and Gomorrah.

It's a people who lived in the southern Dead Sea region,

in a city called Sodom,

and who were effectively destroyed by God

because those men, precisely,

sought sexual relations with other men.

- Yes, but it doesn't talk... well, it doesn't mention women.

- True, in the Surah... [Arabic]

as in the Surah... [Arabic]

men are the ones concerned.

The Quran tells us... [Arabic]

Does that mean, however,

that Islam authorizes homosexuality among women?

Of course not.

It is also forbidden. It is proscribed.

A woman has no right to touch or see the body of another woman.

Even less so her private parts.

It's also forbidden, but to a lesser extent.

It's not as grave as homosexuality between men.

There is no "sexual act" strictly speaking.

There is only touching.

In Islam, they call this... [Arabic]

So you must tell your friend,

first of all, to ask for God's help.

Under no circumstances

should she find herself in a state of defeatism

and discouragement.

She is no less Muslim than one who prays 5 times a day.

Simply, she must return to prayer, not abandon it.

That's the biggest mistake your friend could have made,

having stopped praying.

Alright? Courage, Inchallah. You have to be brave.

Everyone is tested in life.

Some by their children,

others are tested by... an animal.

Others by a disease.

And others are tested by this deviance, this tendency,

and there's a scientific explanation.

But it's up to her to rediscover the nature she has within her.

And for that, she must make an effort to be much more...

feminine, so that men are attracted to her,

want to meet her and maybe even

move toward a marriage project.

Men's instinct is to be attracted to women.

And women's instinct is to be attracted to men.

[Dark music]

How's it going?

Yeah, you?

Good, it's nice to see you again.

It's been a long time. [Slight nod]

What are you doing?

Wait, wait!

What are you doing? You're crazy!

Alright, the neck.

[Cheering]

You okay, Fatima?

[Speaking in Korean]

Fatima!

Hey, Fatima! Come here! Hey!

- Alright, my turn! You ready? World champion!

[Singing in Arabic]

Die, you filthy dyke!

[Intriguing music]

[Distant singing in Arabic]

[Techno music]

[Ethereal techno music]

- Nino's gonna score! Nino's gonna score!

She said, "Saturday, I'm down."

[Notification]

- Fatima, where are you going? - Be right back.

You okay?

I'm listening.

It's nice to see you.

Sit down.

Please, sit down.

Thanks for coming.

I've thought about you a lot.

- Honestly, I... - Stop with your lines.

- It was really intense when we first met.

I think I got scared.

Would you like to meet again?

What for?

Did you meet someone else?

What do you mean, "meet someone"?

- You can tell me. - Tell you what? When you're getting laid, do I ask you questions?

- Did you meet someone? - Forget it.

"Did you meet someone?" This is pointless, Casper.

- Where are you going? - I don't talk to ghosts.

- Stay with me. - Stay for what? Huh?

Tell me, for what? Where were you, huh?

- Where were you? - I'm sorry.

I don't care.

I called you, you didn't answer. And now you're sorry?

Life doesn't work like that.

I'm a toy to you.

You play with me like I'm a toy. Right?

I'm so sorry.

Stop.

I'm better now, I swear.

I need you.

You are... you are...

You're the most beautiful thing that's ever happened in my life.

[Soft music]

Salam, benti.

It smells amazing. What an artist.

- Back from your run. - Yes.

You're stubborn.

- Out of sparkling water. - That's it, change the subject.

Do you want to get mugged one day?

- Mugged by who? - What do you mean? By some nut.

I'm the one who'll mug them.

We're here, Mom. Don't worry.

- Alright, yes. I don't like trouble, I'm telling you.

It's been a while since we had madeleines.

- Flattering me to make me forget? - No.

If Nour were here...

she'd have given you an earful.

- But she's not here. - So you're taking advantage.

While the cat's away...

I raided the chocolate section.

There was a sale, I cleared out the store.

- You're the queen of sales. - Oh, yes.

I do love a good sale.

I know you do.

- Where's Dad? - He's out.

As usual, playing dominoes with his buddy.

Living his own little life.

- Want me to teach you how to make them? Since you like them.

It's easy. Eggs, sugar, flour, butter...

Not really my thing.

- I'll teach you how so you can make them...

for your boyfriend.

What's going on?

I'm moving this out of the way.

What is it?

Why that look?

I don't have... anyway, forget it.

Don't want to talk about it?

Lately, I see you

so withdrawn.

Whether in your room or at the table, you say nothing.

No, it's nothing, I'm fine.

Mmh.

[Long sigh]

Go ahead, I'm listening.

- I'm writing something. I want to write a novel.

That's good.

Yes, it's good.

It's good to write.

- Am I in it? - Yeah.

Of course.

Is that all?

Can you tell me the story?

It's the story of a...

I'll tell you when I'm finished.

- When you're ready, you can tell me.

Alright, I'm coming.

Don't move. Don't eat all the madeleines, I'll be right back.

Close your eyes.

No peeking, okay?

- You're peeking. - No.

- Alright, go ahead. Open them.

My girl.

Go on, open it.

- You're the best. - It's not jewelry.

Incredible.

- You like it? - Yes.

- I got a size up.

This jersey is insane.

You see? "Fatima"?

It's beautiful.

- Thanks, Mom. - You're welcome.

Happy birthday.

You know I love you.

I'll always be here for you.

Moms, even when they're gone,

they watch over their children.

[Mother sighs]

[Sad music]

[Soft music]