All language subtitles for Les.Souvenirs.2014

Hail Mary, full of grace,

the Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou amongst women,

and blessed
is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners,

now and at the hour of our death.

Amen.

MEMORIES

- Will you come with us?
- I have a job interview.

That's great.

Yeah, but...
I don't think I'll go after all.

Hello, Romain.

Goodbye.

- Where were you?
- At the wrong cemetery.

- Your father is furious.
- I can imagine.

How's Grandma?

Okay, I think.

Where were you?

I went to the wrong cemetery.

How could you go to the wrong cemetery?

Your grandfather isn't angry.

He loves you so much.

My darling.

I'd like to go home.

You went to high school in Paris?

Yes.

And now you're studying literature?

What about your novel?

What novel?

The novel you're writing.

- I'm not writing a novel.
- Of course you are.

You study literature.
You want to be a night watchman.

But I'm not writing a novel.

Well, you should.

- Oh yeah?
- Yeah.

You've got the perfect look.

Do you suffer from depression?

No, not at all.

You look like you might.
Kind of like a writer.

Yeah, but...

I mean...

It was a joke.

You fooled me for a second there.

- Listen, for me it's okay.
- Really?

- Can you start on Monday?
- No problem.

Then Monday it is.
My name is Philippe.

- I'm Romain.
- I know, it says it right here.

Of course, how stupid of me.

- Hi, Grandma.
- It's you, sweetheart!

I haven't stopped working all morning!

- With sugar.
- Great.

This looks good.

I've been straightening up.

Look.

- Photos?
- Yes.

They start here. Look!

This is my sister Jeannette.

My brother Louis, with his sailor shirt.

And that's me with a bow in my hair.

Look!

That's your grandfather.

He looks just like Dad.

It's crazy, they look like twins!

And this was your father's christening.

He was so small.

It's weird.

Life flies, doesn't it?

Did you know I found a job?

I'm a night watchman at a hotel.

You're going to work nights!
It doesn't surprise me.

You remind me of your grandfather.

- Really?
- Yes.

He always did the unexpected.

Michel Esnart...

Financial Planning Advisor
at the Paris Pigalle office,

but for us, he's simply "Michel".

You started working
at the post office at age 24.

You rose up through the ranks,

and in almost 40 years,
you never missed a trick...

I'm sorry, never missed a day.

Just joking.

I would like to make a toast
to your dazzling career.

Today you are retiring.

It's a fresh start and in the name
of the Post Office Bank,

I would like to offer you
a modest token of our gratitude.

A trip for two to Tunisia,
hotel, breakfast and dinner included.

Thank you.

I'm going to miss you.

Well, not all of you.

I guess this is goodbye.

I have so many memories here.

Come on, everyone. Time for a drink!

You want some help, Isabelle?

No, that's all right. Thank you.

It was fun, wasn't it?

Yeah, lots of fun.

This is almost full.
You want to take it home?

Why not.

- I almost forgot to say goodbye.
- I noticed.

Goodbye.

Me sad?

You know what?
I couldn't stand it there anymore.

I feel free at last.

Now we can enjoy ourselves.

I bought plane tickets.

For Tunisia.

You bought plane tickets?

That's right.

You went to a travel agency
and got plane tickets?

That's right.

Your colleagues called me.

They asked if you preferred
Greece or Tunisia.

I said Tunisia.
Did I make the right choice?

Yes.

I look like a real idiot.

It's of no importance.

- Want some apple juice?
- No, thanks.

I'll put it away.

Karim?

Fucking hell,
you scared the shit out of me.

- What're you doing? It's 6:00 am.
- Nothing.

There's just this new neighbor
across the way.

She gets up super early.
She must be a nurse or something.

Yesterday we waved at each other.
I'm waiting for her.

What's with the suit?

I need an excuse to be standing here.

She'll think I work early too.

- Chicks dig hard workers.
- Do they dig compulsive liars too?

Move over, it's her!

The bitch.

I'm disgusted.

I'm going back to bed.
I woke up at 4:00 am for this crap.

Fucking bitch.

Whore.

Misse d calls: Da d.

What were you doing?

I was sleeping.
I told you, I work nights.

What's up?

Your grandmother fell down.

Shit. Is it serious?

I don't think so. I don't know.
I'm on my way to the hospital.

Text me the address. I'll be right over.

She was lucky.
She could've broken her hip.

I can imagine.

There comes a time
when living alone gets complicated.

- I'll stop by later.
- Thank you, Doctor.

Dad! There you are.

- You want some coffee?
- No, thanks.

- How's Grandma?
- Okay.

She's come to.

Luckily the neighbor saw her
through the kitchen window.

- Can you believe it?
- What a mess.

You're sure you don't want some coffee?

I don't know what we'll do.

Meaning?

The coffee's great.
I'll get you one, okay?

Okay.

I don't see how she can continue
living on her own.

What'll you guys do?

"You guys..."

It's up to me to decide.

My brothers always find excuses
to get out of things.

They're coming now. We'll have a talk.

Will you put her in a home?

Great coffee.
It's unusual in hospitals.

She'd hate it.

It could be a temporary solution!

- Nursing homes are never temporary.
- What do you suggest?

- The parking lot is miles away.
- You always find excuses!

Okay, let's go.

You can't even be on time
in cases like this.

- There was traffic.
- Yeah, sure.

I made it here.

I'm fine, I'm not dead.

I'll be out in two days

and I'll go back home.

What's wrong with you?

Mother, we're worried about the future.

What future?

Your future.

Exactly, it's mine.

Yes, but...

It's getting complicated.

Patrick and I were saying...
Right, Patrick?

Yes, but it's mainly Pierre who...

We thought you'd be safer
in a nursing home.

What do you mean, Pierre?

Not a nursing home...

That's not at all what we said!

It's more like a hotel or something.

That's it, like a hotel.

Except that...

they'll be able to take care of you.

They don't do that in hotels.
It's even better.

I want to stay in my home.

We're worried.
Things are dangerous nowadays.

- They attack old ladies in the street.
- Don't scare her!

And you say nothing like usual?

Tell her we have no other choice!

Leave me alone.

Let me rest.

I'm tired.

Goodbye, Mother.

See you tomorrow.

I want to play at Paul's.

Please.

I want to play at Paul's.

Please!

Say yes!

Come on!
Why won't you let me go?

I want to go!

Mother, we have to go now.

Are you coming?

One minute.

Turn it off, please.

Are you sure?

You're the one
who usually wants the radio on.

I don't mind either way.

Speaking of music, I forgot to tell you.

Every month they organize a concert

with students from the Conservatory.

You're in luck, next month it's Schubert.

You love Schubert.

It's funny.

You're not too warm?

No.

If it's too warm, I can open the window.

I'm dressed warm.

There's not much traffic today.
Usually there are traffic jams here.

It's a sort of...

I'll call you tonight
once you're settled in your room.

If you're in your room!
I bet you'll make friends real quick.

Here we are.

This is it.

Look at that!

A parking space right in front.

That's a good sign.

There's nothing worse
than spending hours looking for...

It's big, isn't it?

There's a huge garden in the back.

It's beautiful.

Hello, Mrs. Lessec.

This is my mother.

Hello, ma'am.

My son Romain.

Hello, young man.

Welcome to our home.
I mean your home!

How about if I showed you around
the ground floor?

I'd like to see my room.

Your room? Of course.
You must want to rest up, it's natural.

You have one of the best rooms.

Your sons insisted

that you have a view of the garden.
You'll see...

It's a little piece of paradise.

Okay then, let's go. Follow me.

The telephone is here.

You dial zero to call reception.

This brochure explains
all of the activities we offer.

We have a film club.

You can watch all the French classics
which we love so much.

Gabin,

Arletty, Jouvet...

All of the immortal actors.

In the afternoons
we play cards and dominos,

or you can rediscover French chateaux
through oil painting.

And much more, of course.

I have to go, I'm running a bit late.

We have another new guest.
A future beau perhaps?

Or girlfriend, who knows!
I'll see you at dinner?

Tonight it's Andalusian cuisine!

It'll be wild! See you later.

It's true, the view is nice.

Thank you for coming with me.

You don't want us to stay?

No, I'll be fine.

I'll unpack.

Are you sure?

We can get a coffee downstairs
from the machine.

We have to try the coffee out,
don't we, Romain?

I think Grandma wants to be alone.

Well, then...

I'll call you later.

Have you made up your mind?

I can't decide between the meatloaf

and the smoked sausage.

The meatloaf looks good.

But you have to be wary of meatloaf.
It's always made with leftovers.

Then get the sausage.

It always has too much sauce.

- What are you having?
- A salad.

- Ready to order?
- Yes.

- No, not yet.
- Yes.

Yes, we are. I'll take a Caesar salad
and my husband will have meatloaf

and smoked sausage.

- But...
- Stop it, Michel.

You've been staring at the menu
for an hour.

You're totally lethargic.

- Lethargic?
- Yes.

I'm lethargic?

Anything to drink?

I haven't even had time to look.

- I'll come back.
- No, wait!

A carafe of house wine would be perfect.

- What's going on, Nathalie?
- You're not yourself.

You spend your days on the sofa,
nothing interests you.

I'm preoccupied by my mother,
the nursing home...

- That's not the problem.
- Yes, it is!

- Simon! Hello.
- How are you?

Fine, and you?

This is my husband.
Michel. Simon.

Simon. Michel.

Have a nice lunch.

- See you soon, Nathalie.
- You too.

- Who's that?
- A teacher from school.

Surprise!

- How are you?
- Okay.

You're not eating?

I'm not hungry.

This food takes away my appetite.

They cook food for old people.

Glad to see you're on top form!

I have to show you something.

I might look grumpy but I'm not.

What are you going to show me?

Look!

Look at that.

Look at that dreadful thing.

It's absolutely fabulous.
Who did that?

- Amazing, isn't it?
- What is it?

It's a cow!

No, it's a horse.

Who knows? But it's lovely.

It's the color contrast that's nice.

And the sad expression.

Not too busy?

No.

I'm happy with you.

Really?

You're serious and hardworking.

Thank you.

How's the novel?

But I'm not writing a novel.

You should write a historical novel.

One that takes place during the war.
People like that stuff.

With Nazis. A story with Nazis.

You want a "Springle"?

No, thanks.

- It's calm, isn't it?
- Yeah.

Let's have a drink.

I'll open a bottle of Chiroubles.

A nice chilled red wine.

- Right now?
- Yeah.

Mr. Esnart?

Hello.

How's your mother?

She's fine, thank you.

- Has she adjusted to the home?
- Yes.

What'll you do with the apartment?

The apartment?

I'd be interested in buying it.

- It's not for sale.
- I understand.

But it would allow us to expand,
we're expecting our fourth.

Congratulations.

I could make a very nice offer.

Let me give you my card.

Call me whenever you're ready.

Goodbye.

Good evening.

Room 12, please.

- Here you go.
- Thank you.

Good night.

It's your birthday on Saturday, isn't it?

Already 62 years old!
Can you believe it?

You look older.

I would have said 65 or 66.

Your father called yesterday
to say he'd pick me up at noon.

- He was very mysterious.
- He must have something planned.

Surely the usual.
Seafood at the Mascotte in Montmartre.

I didn't tell.

One, two, three...

Surprise!

I don't believe it!
I never would've guessed.

I can still see the big sombreros
and mantillas

I hear the sound of the fandangos
and seguidillas.

That the dark-haired señoritas sang!

Happy Birthday!

Blow them out!

She has to make a wish first!

You want me to make a wish?

What's your wish, Mom?

You can't tell your wish.

Otherwise it doesn't come true.

Blow them out.

Who wants to cut the cake?

- You do.
- Naturally.

It's amazing,
the quality never changes here.

Hi, Uncles.

I didn't know you were taking me back.

No, I'm taking you somewhere else.

Here's your purse.

- How will you get home?
- With Patrick.

Thanks for lunch, children.

It was nothing, Mother.

I hope you enjoyed yourself.

Come on, let's go.

I can't bring myself to tell her.

We'll tell her once we sign.
We'll explain that she was losing money.

By the way, when do we sign?

In two days! I've told you ten times!

Ready to go?

- Thursday is in two days?
- Yes! Why, are you busy?

- No.
- Okay then.

Where are we going?

If I tell you, it won't be a surprise.

You should know
that old folks don't like surprises.

Hello, sir.

My grandma and I
have been longing to meet you.

We're huge fans of yours.

Really?

That cow is so...

Because you could say it's just a cow.
But it's not.

You said again today
how much it fascinates you.

It's truly fascinating.

That makes me very happy.

I stopped painting ten years ago.

My ex-wife said I had zero talent.

When she left me,
I threw everything away.

It's quite ironic,
I taught at Picasso Junior High.

The students didn't give a hoot
about painting.

I painted for my own pleasure.
It was my little secret.

I must be boring you to tears.

- Not at all.
- No, not at all.

Wait here, I'll be right back.

- Don't make fun of him.
- We're not making fun.

This is the happiest day of his life.

You might be right.

It's for you.

I couldn't possibly accept.

Yes, of course.

It's my last painting.

It belongs to my Animal Period.

It's a yak!

No, it's a dog.

It's not too heavy?

If it is, we'll change boxes.

- Michel! How are you?
- Good.

- How nice to stop by.
- It's my pleasure.

- How are you?
- Fine. Business as usual.

- Can I send my box?
- Yes, sure.

- Excuse me.
- No, I understand.

Where's it going?

Michel!

- How nice of you to stop by.
- It's only natural.

Michel, this is Leonard Vindry.

Pleased to meet you.

You don't know him.
He's your replacement.

It's great to see you,
but we have a credit rating.

I have a question...

- See you around?
- Take care.

There seems to be a problem
with the Delauney file...

Hello there!

There you are!
I was afraid you'd be late.

Hey, you look beautiful.

You know, I might have to attend
another funeral next week.

- Really?
- Yes.

My aunt's cousin by marriage.

Rene.

He had a pulmonary embolism two days ago.

I doubt he'll make it through the week.

- How sad.
- Yes.

Let's go.
It'll take our mind off things.

She was a very great dancer.

Very famous.

She would simply fly through the air...

It was magical.

Thank you so much for coming.

Mother cared very much for you.

It was mutual.
Your mother was a wonderful woman.

- Come on, let's go.
- What?

Let's go.

- You don't want to stay?
- Stay?

What for?

It's over. She's dead.

You sure are a sensitive boy.

I'd like to go by my place.

- What do you mean?
- My apartment.

Dad didn't...

Didn't what?

Nothing. We're off.

- Where were you?
- I told you, at a funeral.

Was it fun?

You want to know if the funeral was fun?

- Are you retarded?
- It's a figure of speech.

No, it wasn't fun.

My grandmother found out
that they sold her apartment.

Heavy shit.

- How are you?
- Cool.

This is disgusting, it's cold.

It's terrible.

What's wrong with you now?

Stop it, you're scaring me.
What's wrong?

Your eyes are sad but twinkling.

You meet a chick?

Don't tell me, you met her at the hotel?

Let me guess.

40-45 years old and she's tired
of spending her nights alone?

Not at all. She's not 45.

So I was right.

- What?
- You met someone.

- No.
- Yes.

Sort of.

Come on, dude, don't be stingy.
Spit it out!

I want details.

There's nothing to tell.

I met her at the funeral.

You hit on a babe at the funeral?

Fucking hell.

I didn't hit on a babe at the funeral.

We just looked at each other.

And that's all.

She was pretty.

Then we left
and I have no idea how to find her.

Sounds complicated to me.

Hey, I know!

She must be part of the family, right?

So one day or another
she'll visit the grave, right?

I'm not going to hang out at a cemetery.

No. You leave a note on the tomb.

It's super romantic.
Like Robert Pattinson in Twilight.

You moron.

The Coke is warm!

Cold ravioli...

warm Coke.

I do things backwards.

Yes, it's disgusting.

"For the girl with a green sweater"

Philippe?

Can I ask you something?

Of course.

I was wondering why you hired me.

Since you're always here.

Because I like you.

And because I have a son your age.

You have a son?

But he lives in Australia
with his mother.

So we talk on Skype.

Skype is practical.

Yes, it's practical.

But it's damn stupid.

All I want to do is hug him.

I think we'll open
a little bottle of Meursault.

What is it?

It's your Dad. He's in the living room.

It's Grandma.

What happened?

She's gone.

She died?

Don't say that!
She disappeared from the home.

The director called.
They're scared out of their wits.

I'm coming.

Sorry.

Come on, hurry up.

Why didn't you go straight away?

I didn't want to go alone.

I couldn't.

What about Mom?

Your mother and I are having
trouble communicating these days.

Meaning?

Meaning she won't talk to me.

You could've told me.

Yes, I could have.
But I can't tell everyone everything!

One problem at a time, okay?

Right now, we're talking
about your grandmother.

She's disappeared! You hear me?

At least I know where your mother is.
So stop it!

The priority is for those
we can't localize!

You think it's funny?

- Knock it off!
- Calm down.

I am calm. I'm perfectly calm.

Look, there's a spot right in front.

That's it. She disappeared.

How could she have just up and left?

- You don't watch them?
- It's not a prison.

Listen here...

It's happened before.

But it's rare.

I'm sure something horrible
happened to her.

If that were the case, we'd know.

I've called the police.

No one has passed out
or been run over since yesterday.

How reassuring.

What do you mean "since yesterday"?

When did she disappear?

We don't know exactly.

She didn't come down for dinner
last night.

She didn't come down for dinner
and no one worried?

One of our staff has been absent.

Are you telling me
she didn't sleep here last night?

It's very likely.

She didn't touch her afternoon tea.

It's likely that she left after lunch.

We're questioning the other boarders
and staff members right now

to gather information.

Naturally, I'll inform you
as soon as we have any news.

Dad, wait.

- Shouldn't we check her room?
- What for?

Maybe we'll find a clue.

- If you want.
- Come on.

I'm sure something horrible
happened to her.

She's almost 100 years old.

85.

An old lady sleeping in the street...

I'm sure she's dead.

- My mother is dead!
- Stop it.

It's all my fault.

I never should've put her here.

I killed her.

I killed my mother.

Mommy...

You want to help me?

No.

We have to keep a fighting spirit.

I'm sorry about the way I behaved.

Besides, she's in good health.

She's totally alert.
There's no reason to fear the worst.

Yes, the nursing home called us.
But it's not the first time.

The place is like a sieve.

Concretely speaking, what can you do?

Concretely speaking, nothing.

We can't launch a search?

There are kidnapping alerts
on TV every day.

Can't we do the same?

- A kidnapping alert for your mother?
- Why not?

Let's see...

Question No. 1: Is your mother of age?

Keep calm.

I'm totally calm. The gentleman
wants to know if my mother is of age.

That's what you want to know,
Captain... or Inspector?

Correct.

- Keep calm.
- I'm calm.

I'm asking a simple question,
I need an answer.

Then you'll get an answer.

Though it might surprise you,
the answer is yes. You know why?

She's older than me.

That's all I needed to hear.

I'm just doing my job.

I needed your answer
before launching a kidnapping alert.

In your mother's case, we can't do it.
It's only for children.

You understand?
We see everything here.

You see mothers
who are younger than their sons? Jerk!

- Are you insulting me?
- Yes!

Yes, I'm insulting you!

Let go of me. I'm fine.

I'm just fine!

Jean-Marie, walk them out.

I always find parking spots.
As for the rest...

Any news?

No, no news.

Yes, there is. I killed my mother.

I'm going to lie down and take a pill
to die... I mean sleep.

I don't know what to do.

Did you see the state he's in?

It's just a passing phase.

A passing phase?
It's starting to feel set in stone.

You don't live with him.

The death of his father,
the problems with his mother...

What about me?

Know what I think?

It's his retirement
that's making him loony.

I've had it.
I'm trying to be strong, but...

I don't want him ruining my life too.

I'll never forget,
it was my first year teaching.

I must've been around 22 years old.

One day as I left school,
I heard someone shouting: "Miss, miss!"

I turned around and who did I see
standing in front of me?

A young man.

As you can imagine, I was surprised.

All of the students were watching us.

I didn't know this person.

And suddenly he said:

"You're so beautiful,
I'd rather never see you again."

That was it. Then he walked off.

It was Dad.

Yes, it was Dad.

I know, I've told the story many times.

- Who were you talking about?
- Someone I've lost sight of.

It happens.

I can't find the sleeping pills.

They're in the night table drawer.

Room 47. Here you go.

- And your name is?
- Pasteau.

P-A-S-T-E-A-U.

Room 49.

Good night.

- I'm sorry, did you get my message?
- Yeah.

You okay?

I had kind of a complicated day.

I'll get you a drink.

Are you sure? I have to work...

It's just rosé, it's not alcohol.

How's your grandmother?

She's disappeared.
No one knows where she is.

It's normal for old people to run away.

We put them away, so they split.

Yeah. If you put it that way.

Come on. To your grandmother.

To my grandmother.

Hey Delphine, it's Karim.

I'm calling because I'm not sure
you got my number last time.

Maybe you couldn't hear
or maybe you deleted it accidentally.

Or maybe there was a death
in your family.

I'd totally understand why
you didn't call, I wouldn't have either.

So I'll leave you my number again.
It's 06...

86...

Your call has been forwarded to...

Who the fuck asked you?

Shit, dude!
A postcard from my grandmother.

A postcard? Do those still exist?

That means she's okay.

Glad to hear it.

'Cause I saw horrible shit on internet.
They kidnap old ladies...

Shut up.

- There are no limits anymore.
- I said shut up.

Where's the card from?

I don't know.

Take a look.

St. Lazare Train Station.

She took the train at St. Lazare.
Where do they go?

Normandy! She was born in Etretat.

There you go.
You need to investigate.

It's kind of like an episode of "24".

Only older and longer.

Hang on.

This is nuts.
It can't be that simple.

Yes, it can.
As someone whose name I forget said:

"The obvious only becomes real
when reality becomes obvious."

- I didn't understand a word.
- Me either.

They found an old lady who was tied up...

- Shut up.
- With clothespins.

Have you read the card enough times?

Why did she write you and not me?

Who cares?

The important thing
is that we heard from her.

You're right.

- Drive carefully.
- Okay.

You understand I can't come?

I need to stay with your mom.
It's a rough period for us.

I know.
It's important for you to stay with her.

I checked into it.

You checked into it?

Here it is...

She's going through retirement crisis.

Retirement crisis?

They talk about teenage crisis,
midlife crisis...

but retirement crisis
is the worst of all.

Mom isn't retired.

Your mother is always two steps ahead.

And you're not going through
a retirement crisis?

Not at all.

To the contrary, I finally have time
to enjoy my passions.

- You have passions?
- Yes.

Lots of them.

The first one being your mother.

She's a pain but I love her.

I'm nothing without her.

She's my passion.

I love her so much.

Don't waste any more time.

I checked the oil and the tires,
and the tank is full.

Go on, get going.

What remains of our love?

What remains of those beautiful days?

A photo, an old photo.

Of my youth.

What remains of the sweet love letters.

Of April months, of rendezvous?

A memory that follows me.

Incessantly.

Faded happiness, hair blowing in the wind.

Stolen kisses...

What can I do for you?

I'd like a plane ticket for Melbourne.

Bitches.

Get the Twix.

Why?

There are two of them.

1.40 euros.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

Hello.

Thanks. Goodbye.

Excuse me.

- You want another Twix?
- No.

It's just that...

It's so hard to make choices in life.

We're all kind of lost.

And you have simple answers.

It's amazing.

I only recommended a Twix bar.

Yes, I know.

But I thought that maybe
if you knew about chocolate,

you might know something about women.

About women?

How do I find the woman of my life?

You stop waiting for her.

- You think it works?
- Of course it does.

If you stop waiting,
she'll show up in the next 24 hours.

Okay, thanks.

Goodbye.

Faded happiness, hair blowing in the wind.

Stolen kisses, moving dreams.

What remains of all that?

Tell me.

A village, an old church steeple.

A countryside so well hidden.

And in a cloud, the dear face.

Of my past...

Hello.

Do you have a list of hotels in Etretat?

Yes, of course.

But in the off-season,
I'd advise you

to call the Hotel des Roches.

Why's that?

Because...

my brother-in-law owns it.

He'll give you a good rate.

Okay.

Goodbye.

Excuse me...

You want to commit suicide?

No, not at all. Why?

You seem hesitant,
not sure of what you want...

and because it's the best spot possible.

I don't want to meddle in your life.

I'm sure you have every reason
to end it all,

but it's my duty to warn you.

You walk along
the top of the cliff over here.

This is where you jump, right?

Except that if there's wind, you fly back

and bounce off here. Ouch!

You land below, where you wait in pain

until the ambulance gets there.
I'm just warning you.

I'm not planning on committing suicide.
I like life.

Then you should tell your face,
because it doesn't show.

Would you have happened
to see this woman?

Why do you ask?

It's my grandmother. She's disappeared
and I'm looking for her.

- I saw her yesterday morning.
- Really?

Yes, at City Hall. I work there too.

She wanted information about
the Maupassant Elementary School.

The names of students or photos.

The names of students?

Yes. She was enrolled there as a child.

Did she say where she was staying?

She's staying at the Hotel des Falaises.

It must be the lady in the dining room.

Go on in. She's having tea.

Well, look who's here.

It took you long enough.

Nathalie!

It's Romain.

- He found Mother.
- Wonderful! Where was she?

In a hotel in Normandy.

You see?
It's funny, I wasn't worried.

She's got character.
It's just like her to run away.

Okay, but it's not done.

Who cares what's done or not!

You're a pain in the ass.
We only have one life to live!

I fully agree.
To the contrary, let's live.

It's too late for me.

I don't want to live with you anymore.
I want to divorce.

You can keep everything, I don't care.

I can live anywhere,
as long as it's far from you.

You can't be serious.

Why are you being so mean?

I met someone.

Who?

You don't know him.

What I can tell you...

is that he's real, he's handsome,

and he makes me feel alive.

And he's young.

I wanted to do something on my own.

Do you understand?

I can't stand
everyone making decisions for me.

I understand.

But you gave everyone a good scare.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, right.

Why did you come here?

It's my childhood home.

We had to flee because of the war.

So...

I had to leave
in the middle of the school year.

It was horrible.

It's the first time I've ever come back.

It's beautiful, isn't it?

Yes, it's beautiful.

She's fine.

I'll take a train to meet you.

I think she'd rather be alone.

Did she say that?

Yes.

Doesn't surprise me.

Why do you say that?

Because no one wants to see me.

What are you talking about?
Did you tell Mom I found Grandma?

Yep. And to celebrate the good news,
she asked for a divorce.

Did you hear?
You're from a broken family.

People will stare at you in the street.

She said that because she was mad.
It was just to get a reaction.

Oh yeah? And turning into a cougar
is to get a reaction too?

A what?

A cougar!
Your mother is a cougar!

Because you don't know the whole story.

She has a new boyfriend.
And he's your age.

Your mother is a cougar!

Calm down.

I spent my life with a cougar
and you want me to calm down?

Your mother's a cougar.
She screws young men!

What if I did the same?

Of course, there's not much risk,
no one wants me!

Are you done?

Yes, I'm done. You're right.

I'm going to end it.

I have no reason to live.

Tell Grandma I love her.

Would you knock it off?

Listen, Dad, you know that we need you?

That's sweet of you.

You won't abandon me, will you?

No, I won't abandon you.

Listen to me now.
You take a pill and get some sleep.

Tomorrow's another day.

If you say so.

Love you.

Love you too.

Fucking hell.

- Hotel Alsina, good afternoon.
- Philippe?

It's Romain.

How are you?

Fine. And you?

Fine thanks.

I just wanted to tell you,
I might stay a day or two longer.

Take your time.
I'm covering the night shift.

It makes me feel young again.

It hasn't changed much.

I loved this playground.

The day we had to leave,

all of the students were here.

They waved at me.

Let's go inside.

No.

Not yet.

Let's go back to the hotel.

At that moment,
I didn't know her name was Louise.

I didn't know she'd been
a teacher here for 3 years.

That she was teaching 3rd grade.

I didn't know that
as a child she loved hunting snails,

but that she always let them go
out of guilt.

I didn't know she loved the rain,

because she could wear her red boots.

I didn't know she loved reading
in the bathtub,

or that she could take 6 baths a day.

I didn't know any of this
when I saw her for the first time...

Can I help you?

Hello. Do you work here?

Of course, how stupid of me.
You're a teacher?

You see, my grandmother

was a student here when she was a child.

And we kiss the sky.

Squashed cat position.

I bet it's you who's screwing my wife.

Excuse me?

I gave my wife yoga classes.

Yoga classes, you hear me?

Not classes to get laid!

Does he fuck you too?
It's included in the price?

Please leave. We're here
to open ourselves to the world.

What's this cougar nonsense?

It's not true.

Your dad wouldn't listen,
so I said I'd met someone.

And since I still got no reaction,
I said he was young.

- Okay, but it's not true?
- No, it's not true.

You know what he did?

He decided it was my yoga teacher,
so he went there to beat him up!

No way! Really?

Shit! He beat him up?
Has he lost his mind or what?

No doubt. But I got a reaction
out of him and that's a good sign.

With him, it's all or nothing.

How's your grandmother?

Fine. I'm preparing a surprise for her.

You're so sweet.

It's about time you met a girl.

- I have to get going.
- I love you, sweetheart.

- Me too.
- Goodbye.

Good evening.

Good evening.

What can I get you?

I'll have a beer.

Here you go.

Hello.

What would you like?

I'm not sure.

I'd like to get drunk.
I think it'd do me good.

But I want something not too strong.
I have a weak liver.

I'm going through a rough patch.

Sorry, I don't want
to bore you with my life.

- But I don't want to get sick too.
- What'll it be?

A beer.

- Cool.
- Great.

You got here just in time.

Thank you.

Cheers!

Another one?

It's disgusting.
Does it do the same to you?

Isn't that lovely?

Oh, shit.

What's up?

I think my roommate
has turned into a gerontophile.

More like a wreck-o-phile.

That was very funny.

I love funny women.

Whatever.

What were we saying?

You were talking about Drieu La Rochelle.

That's it!

You said it wasn't his original name.

Very few people know this,
but initially he lived in St. Malo.

And he signed his first books
"Drieu St. Malo."

Then he moved to La Rochelle.

I see.

The name "Stephanie" is of what origin?

French, what else?

Shut up.

Oh, shit.

Quiet, children!

Okay.

Today, we have a very special visitor.

It's Madeleine. Please say hello to her.

Hello, children.

Madeleine was a student here

at the beginning of the 1940's.
But she had to leave.

So after a little break,
she's coming back to 3rd grade.

I hope you'll encourage her.

Madeleine, you can sit in front of Anaïs.

Thank you very much.

We're going to do a dictation exercise.

Okay. Write down the title.

Here's the title:

"The Ink Drinker."

The... Ink... Drinker.

New line.

- What's up, shitface?
- Shitface yourself.

- I found the right one.
- The right one?

I found the woman of my life.

Keep cool, dude.
Isn't she kind of old for you?

No, why?

She's not the broad on the photo
you sent me last night?

You idiot, that's Monique.
No, not her.

It's Louise.
She's a schoolteacher in Etretat.

I brought my grandmother to her class.

Something crazy's going on.

Cool, isn't it?

The grandmother... that was smart.
Like you take care of old people.

Is that Pokémon I hear?

Yeah, I'm playing Pokémon.

Shit, it's her. I'll call you back.

- So did it go well?
- Very well.

We did dictation and math.
Everyone wanted to help Madeleine.

Did you get a good grade?

I understood nothing!

What do you want?

Children, let Madeleine finish her lunch.

Please!

You want to show me something?
What is it?

Where are we going?

This way? Straight ahead?

Okay then, straight ahead.

She's lovely.

She's happy here.

Why are you smiling?

I was thinking about
when I first saw you yesterday.

The other teachers and I thought...

- What?
- That you were a pedophile.

A pedophile?

Because you were standing there waiting
and no one knew you.

It seemed unusual.

- That's why you were looking at me?
- Yes.

I thought it was my good looks.

Forget it.

What are you studying?

Can I be upfront?

Yes, of course.

- So, what are you studying?
- Literature.

You want to be a teacher?

No, I'd like to be a writer.

Oh, yeah?

- Really?
- Yes, I think so.

You're writing a book?

- Yes.
- What's it about?

It's about the past.

What about the present?

The present could be a good subject too.

- Hello, Grandma.
- Rashid!

No, I'm Karim.

- Karim!
- That's it, Karim.

- You want something to eat or drink?
- No, thanks.

Sorry, I haven't been round in a while.
I'm snowed under with work.

It takes up all my time.

Grandma, I don't speak Arabic.

Stephanie? What a coincidence!

- I didn't know you worked here.
- I told you I did.

It totally slipped my mind.

What are you doing here?

I was taking my grandmother for a walk.

Come here.

Grandma, Stephanie.

Hello, miss.

Hello, ma'am.

Yes?

Did you have a DS when you were little?

You mean a car?

Why are you laughing? Tell me.

Not everyone at the same time.

It's a game console.

No. I didn't have that.

Was your life in black and white?

- I didn't understand the question.
- Was your life in black and white?

When you were little...

were you old or were you like us?

When I was little,
I was even smaller than you.

Why did you leave 3rd grade?

Because it was the war
and I had to leave with my parents.

How old were you when it was the war?

Nine years old.

Nine years old.

Did you have electricity?

I'm not a dinosaur!

That was a fine question.

You know what we'll do now, children?

You'll each make a drawing
for Madeleine, so she has a souvenir

- of her day with us.
- Thank you.

But keep quiet.

Good evening.

42, please.

Grandma!

I'll call an ambulance!

Emergency services.

An elderly lady just fainted.

I don't think she can move.

We need you urgently.

Has she done anything unusual recently?

I don't know...

Did she overdo it today?

Today?

You think that...

You know...

after a certain age,
the body can give out.

Unfortunately, we can't do much.

We'll keep her under medical supervision.

Try not to worry.
I'll come back to see you.

Okay.

- Mom?
- Yes, sweetheart.

Your father told me.
He took the train to meet you.

It's all my fault.

No, it's not your fault.

This was your grandmother's choice.

You should be proud of her.

- Are you sure?
- Of course I am.

And she was right.

Mom, are you really leaving Dad?

Of course not. Don't worry.

We're all a bit lost right now,
but it's not serious.

I'm thinking of you. I miss you.

I miss you too.

I have to go now. I love you.
I'll see you very soon.

- Okay.
- I love you, honey.

Okay, Grandma. You know what?

We're going to take a trip together.

Where do you want to go?

I have New York, Berlin and Rome.

Rome is nice. How does Rome sound?

You know what?

We'll go straight downtown.

What's there to see in Rome?

The Coliseum...

Trevi Fountain...

You know,
it's the fountain in La Dolce Vita.

If you throw a coin into the fountain,
it brings good luck.

What else is there?

Let's get a bite to eat.
I'll look for a restaurant.

Al Vantaggio.

Tasting menu.
170 francs, wine included.

La Pergola.

Chef Heinz Beck is more Italian
than many other local chefs.

His delightful
Roman and Mediterranean cuisine

can be enjoyed on the panoramic
rooftop terrace.

Specialties...

I don't know what that means.

How's the coffee?

These coffee machines
are always disgusting.

Are you the family from Room 114?

- What?
- Room 114, is that you?

Yes.

My respects.
It's about the transport of the body.

You asked for the body
to be taken to Paris? You're the son?

I'll have to ask you
to come with me to identify the body.

Identify the body?

I need a discharge form
confirming that it's your mother.

I've already loaded up the wrong corpse.

What a mess!

She was in Room 114.
There can't be a mix-up.

Mix-up or no mix-up...

Last year, I transported a lady.

I get to Marseilles
and the family says it's not her.

"What do you mean it's not her?"

The guy says, "That's not my mother."

I look at him, I look at the old lady.

Of course, I believed him.
He knew his mother better than me.

You can't imagine the hassle.

No discharge form, no transport.
I'll be in the mortuary room.

Who was that guy?

How about some coffee?

No, thanks.

We'll stop for coffee.

As you like.

- This is ridiculous.
- Go on in and see him.

- Are you sure?
- I'm telling you, go in.

Good evening.

I'll take a Twix bar.

I like Twix
because there are two of them.

That'll be 1.40 euros.

Anything else?

I'd like to talk to you.

I'm having problems with my wife.

And she told me...

that she wants to leave me.
She's met someone...

Bottom line, I don't know what to do.

When the present stalls,

you have to fill up the past.

Thanks.

I can't concentrate these days.

- Is everything all right in your life?
- Yes.

- Do you go out a lot?
- A little.

You have dark rings under your eyes.

Yeah, but I study late and...

You like the subject.
And you're good in everything.

Hello, miss.

You're so beautiful,
I'd rather never see you again.

That was beautiful. Who's that?

My future husband.

Michel!

As we gaze at this hole in the earth
after placing the body inside,

we can no longer avoid the question
of the meaning of life

if it must end in death.

What is the point of elevating the spirit

only to be buried in the ground?

Christ opened a door
to answer this question.

Give everything.

Everything you have, everything you are.

That is what Madeleine did.
She gave everything.

And thanks to her, our lives are better.

Love is a gift to be shared.

What Madeleine gave,
she received as well.

From her family and friends,

and from God.

From the beginning of time,
this love, this goodness

is born from God.

Because from the beginning,
from the dawn of life,

He has never ceased giving.
He gives everything,

totally and flawlessly.

He gives Himself.

That is what love is.

Receiving, to give in return.

It was a moving ceremony.

I'm glad so many people came.

It was good.

- Will you be okay?
- Yeah, sure.

And you guys?

We'll be fine.

Have a nice walk.

Thank you.

For everything.

Hallo!

Hello. I didn't know you were here.

Thank you again for asking me to come.

- Or rather inviting me.
- You're welcome.

I started painting again.

Thanks to the two of you.

Here. It's a gift for you.

Thank you.

It's...

They're hens?

Yes, why?

Hens.

It's fabulous. Thank you.

I'll get going. Hope to see you soon.

See you soon.

Romain!

I'm so sorry.

I went to the wrong cemetery.

The wrong cemetery?

I don't know why. I thought it was...

Don't worry, it's not a problem.

You're here now.

You want to get something to drink?

Yes. I'd love to.

- Is that a gift?
- Yes.

A funeral gift?

Yeah.

It's a painter my grandmother
and I spent time with.

Can I see?

- Sorry.
- It always does that the first time.

- I'll give it to you.
- That's very sweet.

But it'll be kind of complicated.
My place has no walls.

- A home with no walls?
- It's a new concept.

It has great light...

- But you can't hang paintings.
- No. Thanks anyway.

You're welcome.

Don't be afraid of happiness.

There is no such thing.

Neither here nor elsewhere.

Tomorrow we will die.

Say not another word.

Marital bliss.

Is a precious gift to be cared for.

Let yourself go.

The time of a kiss.

I will love you.

The treasure is not hidden.

It's right here in front of us.

We could almost trip over it.

It's a shame that we only live once.

It's the time of a joy.

That's offered like you to me.

Let yourself go.

The time of a kiss

I will love you.

A bit of salt in the sea.

Will make no difference,
we love and bury one another.

We find a hand to squeeze
and we love each other.

Don't be afraid of happiness.

There is no such thing...