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THE SEASONS
WINTER
The storm that claims lives.
It's awful.
That's Olona port.
All the boats were swept away by the storm.
Olona port, really?
I spoke with the manager of Les Flots Bleus.
His facade is completely gone, poor guy.
He must be devastated.
Earth is getting revenge.
Camille!
What is it, Mado?
I need to stand up.
- I need to go downstairs. - You can't.
There's water downstairs. We told you already.
There's someone downstairs.
It could be a child.
The water is rising. He'll drown.
That's the workers you hear downstairs.
They're here to assess the damage. We told you.
They say on the radio...
that a little girl got stuck in a house.
We know that.
But it's over now.
Is someone coming?
Who?
Who are you waiting for?
- Is it at the old or the new cemetery? - The old one.
Dad, Mom.
I want to come with you.
Please.
I don't think it's a good idea.
You know how sensitive she is.
That's why I think she has to come if she needs to.
Sure, then you'll have to deal with the problems.
What problems?
Fear of dying, anxieties, nightmares...
You know what I think? If you're afraid of dying, you're afraid of living.
You know you get when you can't sleep because of her, right?
Anyway...
All my condolences.
Uncle Martin!
- Are you okay, kiddo? - Yes.
You came.
Say hi.
He's super kind.
- He taught me a lot. - Did he?
You look so much like your mom.
Good thing she does. Have you seen her old man?
Don't listen to him. He's talking nonsense.
- I'd like to carry her. - Of course.
Can I go play?
Go on.
My daughter.
My love.
I can't do it. I can't.
My Jenny.
You loved reading novels...
And you didn't like speeches.
This one was on your nightstand at the hospital.
You didn't get past this page.
I'll keep reading for you.
I'm sure you can hear me.
"I learned to swim while playing.
"Just like a turtle,
"I went effortlessly from sunbathing to sea bathing,
"happy simply to hold my neck higher out of the water.
"Whenever I heard my parents say,
"'It's crazy how much she loves the water,'
"the sheer essence
"of the word 'love' resounded in my ears
"and in my heart.
"And in the expression 'the water is perfect,
"I intuited a reference to temperature and to a moral essence.
"I lie on my back, unmoving,
"arms outstretched.
"I float,
"my eyes open to the sky.
"I rest on the water,
"as one might lie on a boat."
Don't you want to say a few words?
Where's Romane?
Romane!
I need to pee.
Can you take her home?
The keys.
- The keys. - Yes.
I'm going to Mom and Dad's. She made me an apple pie.
I can't skip it.
Will you meet us later at the Café de la Plage?
Malik is throwing a thing for Jenny.
All right.
See you at the Café de la Plage?
I have patients to visit. I'll catch you later.
All right.
It'll be all right.
"Smoke, smoke, smoke."
"Before life smokes you."
Malik will have it the worst.
Yeah.
I don't know how he's holding up.
He didn't even shed a tear.
Not even during Cam's speech.
How is it going?
We fight nonstop.
About what?
About... everything.
About Romane's schedule.
About the groceries.
The everyday dullness.
Is she still the one handling things?
Yeah.
She has 30 middle-school kids
in class every day, so when she comes home...
What about slowing down at work?
I can't. I can't refuse patients.
I just can't.
So I come home late and she's mad at me.
And the only thing I want is to go out for a drink.
To avoid dealing with all this.
It's a rough patch.
Romane is still young.
You deserve better. Both of you.
And you can't do this.
You're the golden couple.
The Alexandries.
Right.
A wreck, I must say.
You don't say.
No, stop what you're doing.
Come on, get out.
Scram. Come on.
- Stop it, Mom. - Don't.
Don't you dare come at me acting so...
No.
- Forgive her. I'll call you. - Scram!
Get out.
What's wrong with Mado?
Look at him. Rémi is eating palm oil poison.
You little brat.
She lost it when she thought the quote was in francs.
Old francs.
So she's crossing over.
What does the quote say?
It says we can't afford to keep Villa Jacqueline.
Insurance is supposed to cover these things though.
Insurance covers everything except when there's real trouble.
Your dad will know what to do.
How come you talk about Dad like he's the Messiah?
- At least he supports me. - Right.
That's been obvious all our lives. The dream team.
I won't apologize for going through a peaceful divorce.
It's not a peaceful divorce.
It's a weird thing where you dig each other
though you've only ever fought.
We need to decide about this house.
Decide what?
You know what I mean.
You want to sell it?
It's a money pit.
Mado's small pension won't cover the costs.
There's no way. You know we can't do that to her.
I'm listening then.
What should we do?
Will you buy my share with your teacher's salary?
- She's my grandmother. - Mine too.
Our childhood home.
And she's my mother! Throw a fit, it won't make a difference.
I can't believe how cruel you can be sometimes.
Stop it.
- Don't take it out on me. - What are you on about?
You haven't written a single word, but I'm not to blame.
Stop.
What's this place anyway?
It's a place I love.
I love coming here.
But my own kids don't know me at all.
Right.
My own kids don't really know me.
Nobody actually knows me in this house.
My winter rose.
Mom?
Mom is busy.
But I'm bored.
Rémi!
Can you look after Romane for a minute?
Go have some fun with Uncle Rémi. No, just go.
Are you coming?
Yeah.
Go ahead. It's Camille.
Hello?
How could you sign that vile document?
Listen, your mother needed a letter from a doctor
to approve her placement in a nursing home.
I didn't want to be involved, but you know her.
When did you plan on telling me?
Hello?
Hello?
When did you plan on telling me?
What's the point? We haven't heard back.
Was going behind my back just a way to protect me?
Hello?
Listen, Camille.
It's nice there. They're treated well.
Treated well?
This is Mado you're talking about.
She's not a damn animal!
All your patients' health decline once they set foot in a nursing home.
You know this.
Mado's been feeling confused for a while now.
We could schedule more home visits.
We're past that stage.
She's at risk being left at home alone.
Be realistic.
Camille?
It's always the same with you.
Whenever it's time to talk,
you blow things out of proportion: the house, Mado, your damn novels.
It's always the same.
Fuck you! It's my life!
What are you saying?
Cut it out. You've been stuck for years!
What are you saying?
What do you know about writing? Goddamn idiot!
I see that you're avoiding me.
You're constantly shutting yourself off.
I can't take it anymore.
I can't take it anymore, Camille. I'm over this shit.
Do you understand? I'm over it!
Thank you.
Would you like a drink?
Yes, please.
It took you long enough.
He won't drop it.
I feel like she'll show up.
With her victorious smile.
"Champagne for everyone."
Do you realize?
I never told her I love her.
When I got there, it was too late.
I'm the biggest idiot.
Come on, you're not.
We're all that way.
We don't always know to say "I love you."
It's stupid.
But it's human.
I miss her.
I even miss her dumb jokes.
"That's funny, Pins. For someone who wants to live in Paris,
"you're often at the bar."
I don't think it was meant as a joke.
You'll never leave this place.
Let's stop crying. She would've hated it.
Let's have a damn toast.
But all songs say the same thing
A boy and a girl caught in suffering
She calls him
But he can't hear
He only sees her
But she's nowhere near
Movies and divine tragedies were made
Out of this rock and sorrow came
A melody that is played on repeat
"Always" always rhymes with this beat
This one is for you to figure out
My first is desire
My second is pleasure
My third is to suffer
And my whole makes memories
Where are your keys?
- What did you say? - Give me your keys.
What for?
Want to sleep at mine?
You got coke?
Give them back.
Damn, you're a pain.
Give me a cigarette.
What's this?
Are you okay?
Did you give him coke?
I can't believe how stupid you are, Alexandre.
Why are you doing this, Martin?
Why do you always ruin everything?
You're being dramatic.
I'm dramatic?
I've been the one keeping you going for years, Martin.
Do you understand?
I do all the work, damn it.
Do I ever cross your mind?
Do you wonder about us sometimes?
You've both been so damn selfish.
The Fox and the Hound.
I'll be selfish too from now on.
Jenny was right.
She must be thrilled that I'm finally leaving you.
Léna.
You're bleeding.
Martin!
Leaving without saying goodbye?
Well?
What did you do with Camille?
What did you do with her? Son of a bitch.
Nothing.
What did you do with her?
Well? What did you do?
I didn't do anything!
- What did you do? - Nothing, damn it!
Stop it! Stop.
Get off me! Leave me alone.
Camille!
Mado!
Where were you?
I was looking for you everywhere, Camille.
What are you doing here?
I don't like you going out at night all by yourself.
I don't like you surfing at night all by yourself.
I'm here.
I'm here, Mado.
Don't disturb my Henri!
Why did you never remarry, Mado?
Because my Henri was irreplaceable.
What was he like?
He was gentle.
Except for his bristly beard.
And he was passionate.
- Your grandfather was a great lover... - Mado...
Let's call it what it is.
Let's call it what it is. I had it really good.
I had it really good.
I would've liked little Jesus to not take him so soon.
He took her away from me too, my little sister.
She looks like Romane.
Romane?
Romane.
My daughter.
You have daughter?
But you haven't grown up, my Camillou.
Well, that's great.
That's great. Good for you.
Good for you.
Who is it?
What happened?
Martin and I wanted to take a walk on the port, and we ran into...
a bunch of kids leaving the club.
Cut the bullshit.
Stop it.
What?
What's your problem?
I'll tell you what it is.
It's that I'll never be Martin.
That's it.
Have a seat. The chair won't bite.
You're allowed a phone call.
Someone's here for you.
Thank you for coming.
So you know my number by heart.
Superpower.
Good morning, Dad.
How are you, sweetheart?
Are you hurt?
No, I...
I fell down the stairs.
Weren't you wearing slippers?
No, I wasn't.
Always wear slippers when going down the stairs.
Yeah.
Well, Dad's been kind of out of it lately.
Where's Mom?
She is at the grocery store.
She'll be back home soon.
You're lying.
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