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This is a message for all of you watching.

My last wish after my death is to be cremated.

I would like you to then gather my ashes.

Put them in a big bottle of vodka.

Shake it up, and drink in my memory.

PIECES OF ME

Mom.

Wake up.

It's 9 a.m.

Too early. Go away.

Go.

I've got stuff to do. Get up.

Are you mad?

Why do you say that?

Well, get up, please.

OK, OK.

Get up.

I'm filming what I do every morning.

Always the same, but it all seems different.

My head hurts.

Then I bring my mom breakfast.

I watch her sleep.

She seems calm.

Erell!

- Erell! - I'm coming!

My mom stays in but she wants me to get groceries like her:

varied, cheap, and with contests.

We could win a trip to the Maldives. And a car.

- Have you ever won? - Sometimes.

What did you get?

Whisky glasses, silverware. Your camera.

- You never won a trip. - No.

- Ora car. - Non.

Just consolation prizes.

What do you think you are?

A consolation prize?

That's life. You can't win it all.

I was lucky enough to get MS.

Knock it off. Go on. Am I a consolation prize?

First prize sets the table!

It wouldn't be here filming me?

Remember your cream for your face?

The one you never let me use?

Now, it's mine.

I can do what I want with it. I'll put some on my feet.

It smells nice!

It's great.

This is our room.

Since my sister left, it's all mine.

My dad drew this line,

so we each had our space.

But now I cross it when I want.

There's nothing outside.

I feel like I'll never leave.

You're born and you die here. In between...

there's nothing to do.

OK. Bye.

Javier, women like him.

He lives alone with his mom in a trailer.

I think he has an Oedipal complex.

I never saw him with a girl his own age.

Maybe he's never kissed one,

except for me, when we wanted to practice.

- Why do they pay you? - What do you mean?

- Your mistresses. - They don't pay me.

Don't they give you money?

Yeah, but?

It's like a gift.

You're kidding. You're a gigolo.

I'm a willing party.

Yes? but they pay you, anyway.

I don't ask for anything.

They pay me back for taking them to 7th heaven.

- How do you move your tongue? - Like this.

- You shake it. - You're nasty.

Women love it. It's not gross.

It's like eating ripe fruit.

- You've probably never tried. - I'd never do that.

Too bad, they love it.

- Eh, Erell? - Erell isn't a woman.

- What? - I mean: a real woman.

That's ridiculous, there are no real or fake women.

A real woman with?

You're a real asshole, you say dumb shit.

Fine! But I don't feel like I'm with a girl with you.

You're like a dude. I couldn't kiss you.

And is your uncle a real woman?

- With tits? - You're assholes.

Majeur is from the south. His parents have problems.

So he lives with his uncle who works at the factory.

He's the only femme fatale with the workers.

Majeur is missing a finger.

But he wears a fake one.

We think he was born that way.

Gabin says he ate it when he had no food.

It's dangerous to walk alone here.

- What could happen? - You'd find a crazy guy.

I did. I found you.

- Are you getting in? - Can I drive?

No. There's too many cops. Come on.

If my dad were a bug he'd be an ant,

he's always running from the factory to my mom.

He says there's nothing we can do,

we won't change her.

Aren't you hungry?

No. It's too hot. It kills my appetite.

Your meat kills your appetite. Was it on discount?

- Just give me more money. - Christine, give me your plate.

Now you cut my meat for me. Next I'll be in diapers.

Just move around. She watches TV all day.

I'm exhausted, I can't.

- Because you don't do anything. - I'm sick!

Are you done yet?

Can your friend Gabin do something about the bugs?

What do you want him to do?

He can't do anything about the heat wave.

He's not faint-hearted.

He got rid of a litter of kittens for the grocer.

He drowned them all.

I know. It's cruel.

They found another dead dog downtown.

It's the heat. It'll kill us all.

- That's not it, it's poison. - Complain.

They put shit in the garbage, it's everywhere.

Someone's going to get bit someday.

We haven't heard from Sarah in 2 years,

whether she's dead or alive.

Just one postcard.

She said she's in Paris.

Dad scoured the phone book. Mom waited every day,

then stopped waiting, she replaced the window with the TV.

What do I do if it breaks?

No.

Yes, I just put it here, put my head on top,

and I got it.

- What's up, Bob? - How are you?

- Good. You? - Good.

I swear, I see it: you don't get it.

I'm telling you I get it, idiot!

Even like this you haven't got a dime.

- Did it come? - Yes. Romanian.

Why bother, buying Danish, Czech, or that shit?

Romanians are the best. They are the best fryers.

I can put the fries in after the fish.

It's technology.

Where is my fry basket?

There it is.

Duncan! Get up!

Wake up! Fish and chips!

If you keep it up I won't have you next vacation.

Duncan is Bob's nephew.

He came from England with his mother a few days ago.

His parents are getting divorced.

He wanted to go to Scotland with his dad.

He didn't want to spend vacation here.

So he's wearing a kilt.

Wearing a kilt doesn't make you a rebel.

If they wore skirts in the revolution we'd know.

Duncan are you crazy? This is sushi!

It's not even thawed! Try it, Bob.

No, no fish for me.

- It's against my religion. - Which?

My small intestine.

I got sick after eating codfish.

And my mom still made me eat it!

"It's cheap and it's brain food."

Well, now, she has Alzheimer's.

I'm 45 and I've got the memory of a goldfish.

Here. Listen.

How do you say,

in England: "Smoke a joint"?

Smoke pot. Like this. Smoke a joint.

To smoke a joint. To smoke a reefer.

That's how you say it?

- Leaf? "Reefer"? - Reefer.

Ah, "reefer".

It's good, good.

- Stop, dammit... - Move.

A leaf.

- Tabacco: tobacco. - "Tobacco."

Good.

Shit.

- OK, repeat: ganja. - "Kanja."

"Ganja."

What are you doing?

Get out, now!

What are you hiding? Get off my bed!

We're not doing anything bad!

I told you no smoking here. I don't want your weed here!

- You, stay. - My clothes!

- We're going to talk, now. - Are you gonna hit me?

Wait... Have I ever raised a hand to you?

- Answer. Havel hit you? - No. So I can go.

Shit?

No, stop.

Let's go!

- Want some? - No, thanks.

- OK. See you tomorrow. - OK. Bye.

Gabin is a foster child.

He lives with Berthe,

because his dad smacked him around with a belt.

I love your hair, Granny.

Gabin likes Berthe,

but he really likes Marie-Antoinette, her granddaughter.

If I were a guy, I'd be hard for her, too.

It's not too much?

- Stop. She's in the shower. - OK, OK.

Hey! Berthe is the one in the shower.

You're not ashamed?

- How are you? - Good.

You're 2 min and 40 sec late.

OK.

Who's that?

I don't know.

What are they doing?

They shut off the lights.

- You're beautiful. - Yes.

My baby.

Sissy.

You're beautiful.

- How far along? - 6 months.

Get the glasses.

- Is it a boy or girl? - A boy.

Do you have a name?

Antoine, like his father.

The oldest sons are always Antoine in his family.

The girls had a dog named Tony.

- Do you remember Tony? Tony. - Yes.

So?

Because "Tony" is short for Antoine.

That's why.

Yes, but it's not a dog's name.

It's OK, Sarah... Nothing against Antoine.

It's funny. It's funny.

- Huh? - Yes. Are you working?

Yes. I'm a salesgirl in a store.

Good.

And him?

You can ask him. He can talk.

Excuse me.

No, it's OK.

I'm a sales rep. I sell puzzles.

I work in the Paris region.

Good, Antoine. That's a good field.

You don't always get to pick,

and you have picked a good field.

- Antoine. - Yes?

- The gift. - Oh, yes.

- Excuse me, I'll be right back. - OK!

Can't you wait until we toast? You're drinking already.

Well she started.

When we have guests we drink together.

I forgot.

It's not good with your medication.

You have to die of something, it won't be this MS.

Leave her alone.

Erell, the doors.

OK, it's good.

Where's the sugar?

There.

Doesn't he seem a little childish?

I don't know.

- Did you know about him? - No.

And the baby?

No.

How could I know?

She could have warned us. We aren't the Salvation Army.

Dad, you haven't seen her in 4 years.

- Can I help you? - Watch out!

OK?

- Sorry. - Excuse me.

This is for you?

It's a beautiful puzzle of islands.

Our best seller: 1,500 pieces.

You can frame it

and hang it on the wall like a window to another world.

No need to save and go on vacation.

You just look at it and escape.

Are there any with bugs?

_ "Bugs"? - Yes.

Yes, I'll find one. I'll find one. Or?

It's hot.

Does anyone want some Mary Jane tea?

Marijuana?

- To sleep? - To forget my dreams.

For her nerves. Sometimes she's overwhelmed.

Whatever.

To Antoine! Welcome to the family!

To Antoine and Sarah, who's back.

She put her fingers in her nose

No underwear in January

Butter in her potatoes

And powder on

her feet

Dammit, Erell, what are you doing?

- I'm filming your hair. - Huh?

You're annoying me with that. Turn it off!

- What are you doing? - I'm sleeping, obviously.

Why are you back?

You just left,

gave us news after 2 years, and just reappeared?

- Shut off the camera. - With no explanation.

- Shut it off. - No apology.

- No. Shut it off. - I will if I want.

No. Shut it off!

I changed, too. It's over.

- I'm not your little sister. - I don't fucking care!

Bitch.

Did you notice with Alice?

What?

Did you see how he looked at her? Like an animal.

Alice knew.

You're up already?

No, I'm fast asleep.

- Why don't you tell him? - I'll tell him when I'm cured.

- How do you feel? - Bad. I didn't sleep.

- Is she sleeping? - Yes.

Did she tell you anything?

No. Nothing.

Don't just stand there.

You talk to me like I'm your valet.

It's to let you know I'm taking your place abroad.

Hey.

- Hi, Tony. - Knock it off.

"A deaf, mute, and blind girl was raped

"for 3 years at a home, by a guy with 1 leg."

Imagine.

- One leg? - Yes.

You can't trust anyone, not even handicapped people.

We shouldn't trust your mom.

What do you mean?

- She's a little? - Knock it off.

You said she's a little off.

It's not the same thing. I can say it, she's my mom.

I was still in my parents' village.

There with my friends, smoking a joint, cool,

and this mutt showed up.

I wasn't careful, I threw the joint,

he bit my finger.

He let me go after biting it off.

He chewed it up so much I couldn't get it back.

At the hospital I kept saying I'd get revenge.

My friends laughed, they didn't think I would.

But I found him.

I stole sleeping pills, put them in a steak,

and the mutt was out.

- Dead? - No. Just asleep.

You don't think he was going to have a quiet death.

I covered him in gas,

put a firework in his ass and lit it.

- Did he die? - Yes. He exploded.

Meat fireworks! It was everywhere!

- You're fucking with us. - Why would I do that?

To be interesting.

Just ask them. See if I'm lying.

OK, come, come!

What is it?

You want to eat Majeur, huh?

Go, quick.

Get the bag.

- How do you do it? - Like this.

Go!

- Wait hold on,? - Slow.

Calm down.

Quick, quick.

OK. Hold it for me.

OK. It won't bite. Hold it.

OK.

My dad had a lot, in his room.

He'd look at it a lot

when my mom and I were eating in the kitchen.

One day he wasn't home and I put a movie on to see.

What did you see?

Well, a half-naked girl

who called a plumber to her house.

And then he took her on the sink.

- Did you like it? - Yes... It was good.

Can you imagine? 2 chicks?

I didn't even know that existed.

I'm not surprised.

- She didn't notice? - No.

- Liar. - No. She didn't notice.

She couldn't tell you were a virgin?

How long did it last?

- Not 2 hours. - Yes. I hope.

About how long?

5 minutes. Maybe less.

Don't say anything.

Then I took her from behind.

She loved it. Like in a porn. Exactly.

She was really into it...

Yeah. I liked it.

Where? Who was it?

With a girl. I don't remember who.

You don't remember? You forgot?

No. A girl from my town. You don't know her. Why bother?

- Have you slept with a girl? - Of course. Tons of times. Yeah?

Did you hear your parents fucking?

- Tell me. - Yes. I heard them fucking.

- Lots of times? - No. Once.

- "Once"? - Yes.

- Just once? - Yes. No. OK, lots of times.

What did you do?

I wanked.

- I don't believe you. - Yes. I swear.

I'm sure he's had sex.

British guys are horny.

He loves me..

A little...

a lot...

passionately...

Passionately.

Crazy...

Crazy!

- Come on, come on! - How much, guys?

Hand! Hand!

Go.

No!

Do you live by the Eiffel Tower?

No. We're in the 12th, near the train station.

But can you see it from your house?

No, Dad. Paris is big.

Yes. Sorry.

I must seem like a bumpkin, but I've never been to Paris.

Me, too, there's a lot of places I've never been.

New York, for example.

I've been to the USA, but never New York.

It seems crazy, today.

Do you see Antoine's family a lot?

Enough.

My dad and step-mom live 800 yards from us.

That's nice with the baby.

We can take care of him, too.

Huh?

They know how. Especially Mom. Right, Sarah?

Knock it off.

Mom dropped me from the changing table and left me.

You weren't moving. I thought you were dead.

- You would have liked that, huh? - Don't start.

- Why is this a taboo? - Because it's not true.

Why doesn't she say so? I know I wasn't wanted.

You weren't planned, but we were happy.

Huh? Tell her, Christine.

Tell her.

Why don't you say it?

You don't have the balls.

OK. Christine...

What? I'm not dignifying this!

Like I said: you don't have the balls.

Isn't Mom an old hag?

- Don't talk about her that way. - She always yells.

Because she's sick.

So she can do that?

It excuses some things.

Does she have the right to be mean to me?

Where are you going?

I want to know why you let her be mean to me.

She's not mean to you.

Say that into the camera.

- What? - What you said.

Look into the camera.

She's a little impulsive sometimes, but she isn't mean.

Look. You can't even defend her.

- Say what you think! - I just did.

No. Say what you really think of how she treats me.

OK. She is difficult sometimes. There.

Happy?

And why do you think Sarah left?

Why she left?

I don't know! Shit!

Wait. OK.

You're gonna wash my face.

- One more. - Don't move.

OK.

You see? 5 minutes before the end, comb it.

So it's the same color.

- I'm not used to doing this. - You see. The color changes.

Is it Halloween?

No. I couldn't find my hat.

Of course.

Antoine, can you hand me the hose, please?

Of course.

Comb it so it turns out.

"Turns out"... It'll be for the baby!

- Here. - Thanks.

- You're still dressed? - No swimsuit.

- Oh yeah? - No, stop.

- Really? - No!

- Stop it! OK? - Oh! OK, OK, I'll stop.

Stop, stop, stop...

Why are you nice to Sarah and not me?

You don't wanna answer?

You never do stuff like that with me.

You yell at me, spend all day watching TV,

talk to me like a dog...

Why don't you talk to Sarah that way?

She deserves better than me, right?

Are you sick, you bitch? The camera is fragile!

You know that?

Bitch...

That's good.

You put the rat poison inside.

Like this, close it up.

Like that. Here.

Titi! Come!

Erell, come on.

Oh, wow! He does what he wants. I don't want to know.

- Don't judge a friend. - Yeah. It's true.

I don't have a dog, I don't give a fuck.

What do you think, Gabin?

I don't know, it bothers me a little.

But he's a friend.

- Alright, guys! - Down the shitter!

- Fuck you with your can! - It's empty.

I don't want it.

Go! You aimed at me!

- Where's my cup? - Hold on.

- It's not for kids. - Where is it?

- You're already drunk. - 1, 2, 3!

- Give it to me. - Stop!

- Stop! - I'll get other cups.

- Thanks. - There you go.

Give me the bottle!

- A cup. - Cheers!

- And me? - To you.

- Cheers. - Calm down.

- Give me more. - Duncan...

- Stop now! - It's my turn.

You're annoying.

Don't be a kid, show me your finger.

Not your torso. That's it, he's getting naked again.

It's shit!

- It's dumb. - You won.

Stop.

Welcome

What's going on? What's going on, what do you want?

What's going on?

Javier!

- What do you want? - Javier!

- Shit, stop it! - Stop that!

Stop!

Stop it, dammit! What the fuck are you doing?

It's the mayor. He's the mayor, I know it. They said:

"If you don't leave, we'll cut more than just the water."

I'm going to cutoff the mayor's balls!

- It's not the mayor, Mom. - Yes, don't you get it?

They're kicking us out.

They'll cut the water, the light. Then what?

It's not the mayor!

- What did you do? - Nothing.

Tell me everything. What did you do?

Nothing, dammit!

Just like your dad. You'll die young like him!

Come here! I'm talking to you!

I'm sure his wife opened her mouth.

Does it hurt?

A little. It was my mom. She threw the broom at my face.

- What are you going to do now. - I'll stop dawdling.

I'll stop that shit and enjoy life.

I feel like I'll die young.

- Why do you say that? - I just feel it.

Are you sick?

I didn't say that. I said I'll die young.

I don't get it.

I just feel it. Drop it.

- It's dumb to say that. - It's not dumb.

My dad always said it,

and he died when he was 27 and in a car accident.

Me, too. I feel like I won't get old.

- OK. What if you don't die? - I told you I'll die.

What will you do, if you don't?

You don't know? Don't you have plans?

- No. - Nothing?

Nothing.

I love filming drives.

I've done this one before.

The trip to the hospital.

I know it, but something's always different.

Today it's my mom.

Can you come for the papers?

Better?

I have a problem.

What?

My underwear has holes.

And? I can't give you mine.

Ask dad for his.

No, not that?

I hope I'll never die with holes in my underwear.

Imagine. So embarrassing.

Just don't die today.

OK.

- Watch out! - Dad!

Stop!

It's Auntie. Hear me?

- Cyanide? - Yes. Don't tell.

It's Auntie!

Stop. You'll burst his eardrums.

It's Auntie!

He's not answering.

He won't want to come out, now.

He'll be born deaf.

Sometimes I'd like to be deaf in this family.

You don't know how to talk to him. Let me.

You? You didn't even touch my stomach with Sarah.

- He was overwhelmed. - I communicated with Erell.

I'd put my hand on her stomach, she'd kick me.

What are you doing?

I'm talking in my head.

- Is he answering in your head? - Not right now.

You're blocking the vibes.

Getting anything?

How many bars?

- Laugh... - I didn't say it.

Try. You'll see. Look.

Look.

You feel it, Mom?

Yes...

He's calm.

- Yeah. - It's not too much?

No. I'm just?

Blending it on your eyelid. OK.

I'll touch it up later.

What did you do?

- What? - No, stop.

- What? - It's too much.

- No it isn't. - It's not me at all.

Yes, it is. I have to touch it up.

- You're laughing. - With the face you're making.

All Marie-Antoinette's life is tattooed on her.

Look at this.

My first. I was 17.

Sometimes it's like I'm seeing it for the 1st time.

Is it a new Stigmata, or hadn't I seen it before?

These are special, I did them.

For a guy. A sailor.

He left me, sol made a cross on my heart. Look.

Sometimes I do them, too.

So I feel like I look like her.

Here, Gabin?

Gabin had Marie-Antoinette tattoo him 3 times.

He doesn't care it hurts.

It's an excuse for her to touch him.

Look, he's blushing.

He's afraid.

- What are we doing? - M, A. The letters: M, A.

What is "M, A"?

- Nothing. - What is it, God dammit?

It's personal. It's not your business.

We won't start like that. Answer me. What is it?

M for? Make it.

Be quiet, we can't hear. Thanks.

- So "M" is what? - Like "make it"...

- Yeah. - And "A" for?

- "Alternative." - OK.

You have a bad... Oh! Can we talk, please?

"Make it alternative." OK. Good.

Why not "MA" for "my anorak" while we're at it?

- Or "my anus", isn't bad. - Enough!

Get out, I've had it!

OK! If we can't laugh?

Yes. Sure, we're dying laughing. Go.

People pay Gabin to do what they don't want to.

It makes them feel like they're better.

He doesn't care. He learns to live.

What is killing like?

You're happy you don't have to handle it.

We always did it.

I don't think about it, I just do it.

You just do what you're told?

- You do it next time. - I don't want to.

- But you want to eat it. - Maybe not.

I wanna know what it's like. You're like them.

You don't think, you do what they ask.

- Yeah, sure. - No, it's not. It's?

How far would you go?

If they asked you to kill a man, would you?

- No. - Why not?

Well...

A man is different. You see?

What's the difference?

"The difference", is...

What?

You're annoying. So?

- How do you know this one? - Screw you!

OK? You're annoying.

How are you?

I've been thinking. I want a family vault.

There's one free, with a view of the country.

The heirs couldn't pay for the plot.

They're digging up the bones to go in a shared grave.

Stop being dramatic. The doctor said it was nothing.

You've just been wound up for a few days.

No. I've already decided.

- I'm not eternal. - But no one

is eternal.

Yes, but I'm less.

You're funny. How will you pay for your vault?

I'm not spending a cent on it.

- With my account. - For the girls.

They'll have some, too.

It's a vault for 4 people.

And Antoine, can do what he wants or curl up.

I forbid you from touching that money!

You're obsessed with dying!

Stop it.

Does it bother you? I say what I want!

- Shit! - Don't talk like that!

You're exhausting!

Don't put me in one of my outfits.

Tell your dad.

Show him the video.

I want to be buried in my grandma's white nightgown,

with the lace.

He didn't want me to marry him in it, so it's for the end.

Leave me my engagement and wedding rings,

and put my mother's pearls on me.

And film me, for your sister.

I'll film my mother when she's dead.

Not for my sister, but to keep her with me.

She'll be calm. She won't yell.

She won't have her bad day rules.

- Did you find him? - No. Sorry. No one saw him.

It's weird.

- OK? - Thanks.

Want some, Mom?

- You have to eat? - No.

OK. Sarah.

OK. Thanks.

Don't worry, Mom. He'll come back soon.

He's probably with his friends.

He doesn't have any.

- At the factory? - I don't know his life there.

He doesn't have a mistress.

Well of course.

What does she want to put in my head?

Do you want some chicken?

Don't worry.

I locked the door.

He'll have to wake us up to come in.

It's not that.

My mom sits there...

So?

It bothers me.

She sits there and watches TV.

I keep thinking about her.

We'll sleep on the couch.

But it's my dad's couch. When he sits there,

I can't look at him the same way.

- It doesn't bother him. - It bothers me.

It was the first time. I was afraid, freaking out.

I acted like it was cool, like it was normal.

And...

I didn't know where to start, so I took his hand.

I caressed it.

He started touching my breasts, and?

I took his finger, put it in my mouth, like this.

Nothing?

And, well?

It squirted out. It was everywhere.

He was so upset.

We had to clean it up with Javier's mom's pillowcase.

Then he made me swear to not tell anyone.

So I swore.

- Are you OK? - No.

- We'll get him up. - Can you tell?

Wait.

What's going on?

Watch out.

Thanks.

- Careful. - It's OK.

I'm gonna fuck your mom.

No, you're going to sleep.

I'll fuck your mom in her vault.

- Oh, my? - Wait.

- Shit, that's high. - I've got him!

I feel like I'm on a boat.

- OK. Come on. - Slowly, slowly?

Are you sleeping?

Are you sleeping?

Are you sleep?

Coward...

Stop, you're annoying.

You won't remember tomorrow morning.

Dickhead

Who taught you that. Come on.

Shit, when you see this video?

- Hi, Bob. - Ah!

You scared me.

You're not very good showing up at night.

- I'm still shaking. - Have you seen the guys?

They left a while ago. My God...

I haven't been that scared since the freezer broke.

Don't start.

Stop.

- What?

Dirty Brit.

Charles.

Prince Charles.

Bye.

Why did you betray me?

When you left, I trusted you.

I did what you asked.

Do you remember what you asked?

"I need some air. I'm going for a few days."

Why did you break your promise?

I don't know. I messed up, Erell.

I lied to our parents for you.

When you left, they kept asking me.

I said what you told me to.

I trusted you.

I said I didn't know.

It was funny at first.

I felt like I had power over them.

They were freaking out, worried.

I thought you'd come home soon.

But you didn't.

I'm sorry, Erell.

After a while, I had to tell them.

Do you know what they thought?

You know how they reacted?

Hi.

- Want some coffee? - No. I'm OK.

You're gonna burn.

I'm used to it.

Shit, it's hot!

Duncan, what's that?

The music.

Sing it.

Mort violente

That's it?

- Yes - Shit? how do you say it?

Dumbass...

I don't get

why women moan, in movies.

It lasts 2 seconds, you don't feel anything.

It didn't even hurt.

If you move it 7 yards to the right,

I'll have shade at noon.

Get in place. Gabin and Majeur, in front.

The others in back. Go!

Move it!

Gabin and Majeur, pull. The rest, push.

Where are you?

- Me? - Where are you?

- I have cystitis. - What?

I have cystitis.

The cystic nerve is inflamed.

- Whatever. - What, "whatever"?

I know what cystitis is. It's...

Knock it off, listen! Let's go!

On three, push, and pull. 1, 2...

Where are you going?

- Kid! - Duncan!

We aren't going to spend all day moving it.

- Come on! - You're getting your kilt dirty!

No cars ever go by.

OK. Let's go.

Pull. Gabin, Majeur, hear me?

Go! You push. Go. 1, 2, 3...

- There's a car! - Fuck! Duncan!

- Sarah, is that you? - Yes.

Thanks.

It's me. What are you doing?

- Packing. - To go where?

With you.

I can't take you, Erell.

Why?

- I'm pregnant. - So?

I have a life and a family, now.

Aren't I your family?

Stop, Erell. You can come during vacation.

I'm sick of this! I want to live with you.

- I cant take you. Period. - Don't do this to me.

- Don't leave me here. - No, Erell.

- What's going on? - Nothing.

I'm sure Antoine agrees.

What?

I'll work. I can watch the baby.

What's going on? I'm not an idiot.

She says I can't go.

You're both awful.

Leave us alone, can't we fight in peace?

What are you doing, Erell?

I'm going to show a movie about family.

- Stop this shit. - Tell her.

- Sarah has a place here. - That won't bring her back.

Come eat. We never asked.

He asked a question.

She's right. We can't live in the past.

- You're forgetting her. - We're forgetting to live.

You're forgetting to live?

You both act like it was all OK!

All she cares about is her friends.

Christine, we heard you. You're annoying us.

Do you? Do you?

Wanna make me look like a monster?

I just want Sarah to see what's happened.

We're not interested.

It's their last night here. Let's enjoy it.

What do you think of dad?

- Is he a coward? - I won't allow this.

You're the coward behind the camera!

You can only talk to the camera?

You know why Sarah left?

I'll tell you!

You treated her like a maid!

- That's a lie! - Stop!

Why don't you ask me?

Tell him!

I left because I had to. I needed to.

I couldn't do anything else.

That's not an answer.

You could have told us you were OK.

For months we thought the worst.

Your dad even went to the morgue to identify a body.

I'm sorry, Dad.

I wanted to call after a while, hear your voices.

But I couldn't.

I was afraid you wouldn't want me.

But...

We wouldn't judge you.

Then I met Antoine and?

With the wedding and baby?

You thought that made it OK.

Why do you say that? You know what you're saying?

We didn't ask you.

Yes. OK. I've heard enough.

I won't spend another night here.

Sarah, I'll wait in the car.

Are you happy? He convinced me to come back.

I'm here because of him!

So you just have me for your slave?

What did I do to you?

I want you to treat me like your daughter!

You think you deserve that, with this video?

You don't do that to your mother!

Shit! My god!

Why do I deserve this shit!

God damn son of a bitch!

Come in, please.

They're waiting inside.

I apologize.

You should say that to Erell.

Ah, shit?

God dammit, shit?

No, no, no! It's too fast! It's too fast!

That's scary! Knock it off!

- Did Antoine say goodbye? - Yes.

We let the dog go every night, he's nice.

- "Nice". - He's a good little dog.

We were hanging out, and what did I see?

The dog came back all foaming at the mouth.

Yeah. It was weird.

I said: "That's not normal."

- Where's the dog from? - Up there, from? Yeah?

So we walked a little further, what was it?

A guy putting foil in his bag.

- How was he? - How was he?

- Young... - Short.

Yeah, a shifty little guy.

The dude with his plastic finger.

Yeah, his sketchy plastic finger.

What did you do to him?

- Nothing. - Nothing.

- You didn't do anything? - No...

Did you hit him a little?

His nose was broken. He didn't do it alone.

Yes.

- You helped him. - No, no...

Well he didn't break his own nose, did he?

Gendarmery

It all went back to normal.

I film what I do every morning.

Things changed, but it all seems the same.

Shit!

Wait, wait,?

That's it.

What are you doing?

I'm quitting flies.

I'm collecting butterflies. Your mom likes it.

She isn't upset when I hang them up.

- You're hurting me? - I'm gonna eat you up!

Why isn't it ready?

- Erell went grocery shopping? - Did you see the time?

Christine!