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STEALING ANGEL

The Thieving Magpie

- Hello. How are you today? - Fine.

How many?

Three.

Three? Let's choose...

That one.

- No. - They're the same.

You know they aren't!

For King Charles?

Almost!

Can I pick the oysters up later?

Of course, as usual.

That'll be 32.10 euros.

Including the oysters?

Of course. You're in for a treat.

Give your mother my love!

It's ages since I saw her.

Will do, Maria. Have a nice day!

Shirt delivery!

Even the checked ones?

Yes! They were all ready.

Your post...

I'll iron them before hanging them up.

That way they won't make you itch!

Shall I do sea bass for your lunch?

They had some?

Yes, delicious looking.

How much do you want?

Are the fillets big?

Like Friday.

I did three, and you didn't finish.

Do three again anyway...

With rice?

Pilaf rice?

Of course.

I'll prepare it then.

Turn off the stove when it beeps.

I'll set the timer.

Don't make the batter too thick.

I like it dipped lightly in the egg.

As you wish, Your Majesty.

- I'm not that fussy. - No...

If I do as you want.

Of course.

Where are the whelks?

They're here!

And the mayonnaise?

No. You said it was too garlicky.

So, I'll make you some.

Not with olive oil.

Very good, Your Majesty.

My dear Maria...

Could you sign some more cheques? I used the last one.

Yes...

- I'll leave today's receipts as usual. - Yes!

I did the shopping.

Thank you, dearie.

The change is in the dish.

I have to go.

I can't stay any longer.

Otherwise, I'll get told off.

I've got masters too.

Maria?

Yes.

We're off out.

To the top of the Canebière.

To the good cake shop.

Alright.

Enjoy your walk!

How much is in the account?

Nothing.

And the card's been blocked.

How come?

They didn't pay my pension.

Go to see them tomorrow.

Of course.

I've got to go.

At this hour?

I'm meeting Gaby.

Again?

He needs help with his motorbike.

Every week now?

What's going on, Bruno?

His bike's as old as me. No one else knows how to fix it anymore.

Gambling again?

Explains the account.

Do I ask you about your oysters? And how you pay for them?

Maria...

I think Henriette...

is losing her wits.

You think so?

Yes...

At night, she talks alone.

To André.

Who's André?

André Barradet.

She never mentioned André to you?

No.

He was taken by the Germans.

At the top of the Canebière.

He was waiting for the bus in front of the good cake shop.

That's why you go so often.

She still thinks he'll come back.

They were just kids. They were engaged.

So, she's waiting for him. She's waited all her life.

She talks to him like normal all night long.

You mustn't wake her up.

But she gets angry.

She yells at the poor chap.

Don't you call that madness?

She's not mad.

Maybe she really does see him.

Maybe André has come back to her, by dint of thinking about him.

They say those you quarrel with are the ones you truly love.

You're beautiful. I love you. I always will.

This is my last trip to Belgrade. It's too hard.

I need to be with you.

You always say that.

This time it's true.

I'm going to tell the boss.

Less money, but time for another kid.

- Really? - Yeah.

Let's make one right now...

Hang on.

Shit...

Hello, Mum, yes.

No, you're not disturbing me.

What? Yes, he's doing his scales.

Yes, I'm listening.

Come out.

- See me? - Yes, I see you.

He's getting better and better.

Is he? I'm not so sure.

Why not?

I am.

I listen to music all the time.

And don't worry about your dad and me.

If I can't pay an 85-euro piano hire for my grandson to become a prodigy,

why do I work?

He's gifted, I assure you.

How's Kevin?

He just left.

Really?

Yeah...

Your husband's a brave man.

I'll call you back.

Bye! Love you!

Excuse me.

Sorry.

4.50 euros, please.

Look who it is.

My son...

What brings you?

Here, your post.

I went to see a house 100 metres up the road.

The owner died.

The notary put me in charge of the sale.

I thought you'd come to say hello.

Hello, Dad.

So, what will it be? An aperitif?

It's a bit early... Actually, yes.

That'd be nice.

The Thieving Magpie Piano shop

Not going to ask me how I am?

You look fine.

I am fine...

Just fine.

But a bit bored.

So, have you thought about what I said?

I've thought about it...

All I do is think.

I have the time.

In this market, if you sell up now, you could get a little flat near me.

We'd see each other more often.

This place is too big.

Since the wheelchair, you don't go upstairs.

Why lie to me?

I'm not lying.

You didn't come to visit a dead person's house.

You came to try to get me to sell mine again.

Let me be clear, son.

I know very well you don't really want to see me.

It's sad, but that's the way it is.

You think I killed your mother because I left her.

You're sure of it.

I can't change your mind.

My poor little boy.

Let me tell you once and for all...

If I can help you, I will.

But I'm staying here, where I was born

and where I'll die.

After that, you can do what you like.

Where I'm going,

I won't care anymore.

How's your wife?

She's fine.

And business?

You're interested?

Yes.

Would you like a top-up?

No thanks, I've had enough.

Well then...

See you next time.

Drop by whenever, I'm here, I'm not going anywhere.

"Following a flood...

...your piano hire...

...to rewrite the cheque."

They no longer live together, but he still sees her?

It drives me crazy.

He ruined my mother's life and mine, and he still supports her.

Are you sure the piano's for her?

Of course it is! Who else?

I told you, she taught music.

- Honey... - Yes?

Forget about your dad.

My sister brought me her son's clothes again.

He wants a boy to play with.

Or a girl.

Cute, isn't it?

Very.

We need a baby before my nephew's too old.

He could sell! We'd pay off our loan.

I bet he's re-mortgaged. We won't get a penny.

Do you mind if I stay a while?

Come on.

Sit down here, Gran.

I'll play just for you.

Well done!

He's getting better. He'll get in.

Stop that! I don't want him disappointed.

The others have private lessons, don't get your hopes up.

No way can we afford 70 euros an hour!

I know.

I know...

See you on Saturday.

Goodbye!

Maria?

Yes?

Aren't you a bit fed up cleaning old people's houses?

No, I enjoy lending a hand.

Helping others.

What would I do if not?

Train people to do it.

I couldn't explain to them.

I'm no teacher.

Must dash. I've already clocked out.

Five minutes!

Five minutes.

Last time I was late at Mrs Kalbiak's, they docked an hour off my pay.

I'm so lonely.

Why don't you see your son more often?

I split up with his mother, and he resented me.

She died of cancer not long after. He still thinks it's my fault.

Maybe he's right...

Who knows?

Are you close to your daughter?

Yes, though she has her ways.

Above all, there's my grandson.

He's my everything.

The light of my life.

He plays the piano so well.

He has an audition soon.

The piano's magnificent. It's the king of instruments.

You know it has the most notes?

Is he passionate about it?

Since he was a baby, I've made him listen to music.

I signed him up at the conservatoire.

Now, it's all he lives for.

And me too!

Good for you.

That idiot Gaby and his motorbike...

Seen the time?

Are you gambling again?

Think I can go on working like this?

Don't complain, you're lucky to be working.

Who's offering me work at my age?

Only Gaby. What can I do?

I don't know!

You're taking it up a notch? What is this?

Do you ever think about Nicolas?

At his level, he needs private lessons.

One cheque for the piano hire will go unnoticed, it's fine.

A second for private lessons is risky...

You're crazy!

No, you're not mad. You're obsessed!

You can live without the piano.

Yes. And without travelling...

Without holidays, foie gras or champagne!

You can live amidst these temptations, without touching them.

I call that torture! I'm off to bed.

If you don't mind, take out the bin.

There are many things I can't do anymore, but that I can!

Shall I feed Cornelius?

What time is it?

5 pm.

No, it's too early. I'll feed him later.

Can I go now?

- Will you be ok? - Yes, go.

- Maria... - What?

Will you take care of Cornelius after?

After what?

They won't let me keep him in an asylum.

He came this morning.

Who?

The man from the asylum.

People aren't just sent to an asylum! Who is this man?

The man from downstairs. He said I couldn't stay here anymore.

The one who came for the boiler.

The property manager.

The property manager.

Yes, him.

What a bastard. I'll talk to him. If there were any changes, I'd know.

I just got my new timetable, you're on it!

But if ever...

Will you look after Cornelius?

He's old too, you know.

Of course.

Of course I will.

I have to go.

We wrote to all our customers, after the break-in and the water damage.

Thankfully, the instruments survived.

Follow me.

We live in strange times.

This way.

Take a seat.

Let's have a look.

So, your father wrote a deposit cheque of 1,000 euros,

for an upright studio piano on December 20th.

Look...

If he could write it again... It's just protocol.

Deposits aren't cashed. Your father pays in full and on time.

Alright.

He's quite old.

I handle his affairs. Can you tell me who this piano's for?

Yes, of course.

He gets confused.

The model's an Eisenberg, like that one, but in black.

And the delivery address is...

It's in L'Estaque.

Mrs Jennifer Jourdan.

11, Traverse Fenouil.

That's about it...

Jennifer Jourdan...

You're not asleep?

What a stupid name.

She lives in L'Estaque, next door to him.

Why don't they live together?

She must be old.

How old was she when he left?

I've no idea.

No idea at all.

I'd like to see her at last.

You've never seen her? Not once?

No, never.

But...

What good would it do?

I'd tell her how she hurt me.

How much my mother and I suffered.

I'm not sure it'd be any help...

Stop thinking about it.

We'll get through this.

We don't need him.

Come here.

Come here!

Hello?

Hello, Mr Sermadjian.

Yes.

Thank you for calling.

It's Nicolas' grandmother.

I've decided to treat him to piano lessons with you.

I'm glad to.

He plays well but... I'm sure he'll improve with you.

So...

If I could have your address, then every month,

I'll send a cheque in your name.

350 euros, right?

I've got good news!

I called his conservatoire teacher.

Here's the address.

He's agreed to give him private lessons.

One a week, until the audition.

Great! Let's drink to that.

How can you afford it?

Don't worry, I'll manage.

You'll manage?

I've taken on extra work.

Call him to arrange a time.

He's at 135, Avenue du Prado.

Bruno and I will take him.

I can do that too.

On my days off, I'll take him too.

You'll be so busy. Are you sure?

I said don't worry.

She's right. You worry about everything.

We've drunk enough, let's go.

Drunk enough? Really? I haven't drunk enough.

I haven't drunk in two weeks. 15,000 km without a drop!

I'm relaxing...

Thank you, Maria, for all you do.

Thanks for everything.

Don't be silly.

It's my pleasure.

Yes, Mrs Kalbiak.

Yes.

I'll come.

Yes, I'll come.

Calm down.

- She's too kind. - Yeah.

She gets overtime?

Of course not. She's always getting swindled.

Kid, your grandmother's a saint.

You're lucky. You know that?

Yes.

What's wrong?

I'm scared...

- Don't be. - I'm scared.

- I'm here. - Don't leave me on my own.

Yes, I'll stay.

- I'm scared. - Go to bed.

Where's Cornelius?

He must be somewhere. He's probably hiding.

He's scared too. Don't leave us, Maria.

I'm staying right here!

Come on, get up.

Cornelius...

He must be somewhere.

He's scared.

It's nothing. Time for bed.

We're both scared.

Calm down.

You're going to sleep soundly, I'll stay here.

- Water? - No, thank you.

That's it, lie down.

It's nothing. The storm will be over soon.

It'll stop.

I'm so scared.

But I'm here, I'm not leaving.

I'm staying here.

I'm staying right here.

It's easing off already.

And soon, it'll stop.

The beginning was very nice.

But can you do something a bit more like this?

Hear that B Flat?

Go ahead.

There, aim for an E Flat.

G, then E...

Accentuate.

Half cadence. That was very elegant.

Try that again.

Accentuate the high notes since there's a C chord.

Try again.

The opposite, accentuate the high notes.

Yes...

I'd like to listen to your left hand, please.

- Your strongest finger? - The thumb.

Yes, and that's what we hear. But Beethoven focuses on this melody.

Listen to that. Try again.

Round your thumb, a little on the edge.

Articulate even more and add your right hand.

So we hear the echo. Listen.

Understand?

Very good.

Come on, Nico, let's go.

- Well? - I love it.

Don't go too fast!

You said you'd stop long trips.

Soon.

Alright, champ. Catch!

- We're good here. - Yeah.

With everyone.

You're always with me.

Let's go, Nico.

Come on, give me a kiss.

Off you go!

One day, can I sleep in the truck?

I'll take you along.

In the holidays?

You've got piano. Want Gran to kill me?

After the audition, you can.

Let's go.

Come on.

Drive safely.

Bye, drive safely.

Come on.

Can you get down?

I'll lift you.

Is your grandson progressing on the piano?

Yes, it's going well.

He's working hard.

On top of the conservatoire and school, he has private lessons.

It's a long way.

He gets tired, but perseveres.

It must run in the family. You work the same way.

I often dream about him.

I see him in a dinner jacket, alone on stage with a huge piano.

And the audience that applauds endlessly.

Then I imagine something else entirely.

My mother bent over picking spuds,

or you running with ease...

Or standing in your classroom.

And I wonder why my mind drifted so far...

Totally unrelated thoughts strung together with no logic at all.

If I didn't realise, I'd be mad.

That's what madness is.

I also tell myself...

There are times when we all go mad.

You know that, Mr Moreau.

Yes, but your ideas are original. You haven't learned them from someone.

And that's proof of great intelligence, my dear Maria.

Don't make fun of me.

I love you.

I mean, I would have loved you so much.

I've hurt you. I'm sorry.

No.

I don't want to think about what my life wasn't.

It's too hard.

See you Tuesday.

Place your bets.

Maria!

How much does he owe?

Not a lot.

- Maria, drop it. - No, I won't.

How much has he lost today?

120 euros.

It's ok, Maria, get off our backs.

There.

My earnings this week.

You can lose another 45 euros, this afternoon's pay.

Hello.

Mrs Jourdan?

Yes, that's me. Hello.

Jennifer Jourdan?

Yes.

What is it, sir?

You teach music?

No, that was my son, he's not my student.

I'd have loved to teach music, but I'm a supermarket cashier.

A cashier?

Yes, a cashier. Why?

Know Mr Moreau?

No, the name isn't familiar. Who is he?

My father.

Why would I know your father?

You ask some funny questions.

Does your mother teach music?

No, she doesn't. Sorry, but what is it you want?

Why does my father hire a piano for you?

Your father doesn't.

He pays your rent? And what else?

I don't know what you want.

What do you do for the money?

Leave me alone, please.

Trust me, I won't leave you alone.

You won't get away with it.

You'll see me again soon, Mrs Jourdan.

In court!

I'll take 20 euros for the shopping.

The property manager wants you gone, so he can put up the rent.

I put him in his place. He won't bother you again.

People hide things from each other.

They keep changing their tune.

Then it hits you like lightening.

Don't worry yourself so.

I'll walk Cornelius.

Ok, but not too far.

No, we'll just go around the block.

If they're open, shall I get figs?

Yes.

- With vanilla ice cream. - If they're open.

Come on, Cornelius.

Hi, honey, ok?

Who's Mr Moreau?

One of my old folks. Why?

One of your old folks? Are you back at it?

What do you mean?

His son came. His dad's paying the piano hire.

You can't stop yourself. You're crazy.

No!

It's for the boy.

I'll sort it out.

No, sort nothing out. Stop it.

Just stop doing this crap.

Hello?

It's you, Laurent?

Good to see you.

Dad, I won't beat about the bush.

Why are you hiring a piano?

What do you mean?

You needed fresh meat?

The music teacher's too old now?

I don't know what you mean.

The music teacher as you call her died years ago.

I've lived alone ever since.

Want to explain?

Jourdan. Jennifer Jourdan.

Ring a bell?

- Not at all. - You're sure?

- I'm sure. - You don't know her name.

Of course, you don't know her name.

What do you call her when she blows you? My sweet slut?

How dare you!

What else do you give her?

In your state, you have to pay for it.

How much is a young whore?

You think I see whores?

Is it a fixed rate or by the hour?

Her son's piano hire is a bonus?

Think I've gone senile?

Want to check my accounts?

You want me under guardianship?

I don't want to see you again. Get out!

I don't understand a word.

I never hired a piano.

You wrote a cheque for the deposit and pay monthly.

The truth is, you're just pathetic.

A dirty old man.

Shit, it's my house too! My mum invested her money in it.

Stop! Give it a rest with your mum, your dad, his mistress...

And this whore now?

How can you do your head in like that?

I'll end up snapping! I don't care.

I don't care about this prehistoric crap.

Things aren't so bad for us, ok?

- Know where Moreau's son lives? - No, I don't.

He has an estate agency near the Old Port.

I'll pay back the money and return the piano.

Why do that?

The audition's coming up soon.

What if the old folks' families need a piano too.

They could get you fired.

It nearly happened with that necklace. Why do it again?

Why abuse old folks?

If he succeeds, he'll get a full grant.

I can't take anymore!

Enough!

Stop it now!

Yes, exactly.

Don't worry about it.

I have the exclusive sales mandate for the property so...

That's right.

Exactly. I'll forward your offer to my client and call you back.

Thank you. Goodbye.

Hello.

Please don't press charges.

We'll refund your father.

Here...

I withdrew this at the bank earlier.

250 euros.

Take it.

My mother stole your father's cheques.

She began work as a carer when the factory closed.

My dad worked undeclared and has a tiny pension.

They can't get by.

They got into debt to buy a house with a pool.

They bought useless stuff.

They can't help themselves.

They live hand to mouth.

She thinks my son is a piano prodigy.

He plays well, but...

It's like nothing else matters.

Why am I here?

Mr Toulouse?

Yes?

Maria...

All this linen.

It hasn't moved in ages.

It never has.

It's her trousseau.

For her wedding to André.

Which never happened.

It's never been used?

Just think...

The linen sheets are new.

Like the crockery.

Enough for 12. Four full sets.

You could sell them to make money.

People like this stuff.

What if she looks for it?

Would she? Surely she's forgotten about it.

No, Maria.

Her only love since school has been her André.

As for me,

she never loved me.

No, I can't say that, it would be mean.

She has always been kind to me.

But I promise you, Maria, after we're gone,

all this will be yours.

You look after us so well.

Mr René, couldn't you let me have it now?

She won't notice and it'll help me.

I can't tell you everything, but...

I'm in dire straits.

My dear Maria...

I can't.

As long as she's here...

I can't.

See, there are days when I win too.

It's not funny?

It's too late.

What's too late?

Everything.

I'm at a total loss.

Well, I'm happy today.

Why?

Why?

Because you're not eating oysters.

Silly...

You know, it's stupid, but...

I thought you were having sex with him for the oysters.

You idiot!

Can I ask you something?

Go on.

Stop working for men who live alone.

That's a stupid thing to ask.

But I'm touched.

Tell me...

Is there still something between us?

I'm sure there is.

Why are you here?

Let's make love.

Right now.

- Hold on! - What?

Come inside.

Maybe you had sex with me so I'd back off.

But I don't care.

You'll never know.

Hello?

Can you hear me?

There won't be any charges.

But stay away from Moreau.

Get replaced, give an excuse.

You're sick and have to slow down.

How did you do it?

I sorted it out, like you say.

We'll pay it all back. No more lessons, nothing.

It's over.

My dear Maria...

I hope you're not ill. I'm worried. Why have you stopped coming?

Don't just vanish like that.

Call me at least.

I know what happened.

Never mind, we'll sort it all out.

Call me.

I miss you.

Do you trust me?

There.

Slowly.

Slowly.

Open your eyes.

You don't want me?

It's the ideal time to get pregnant.

We didn't try last month.

What's up with you?

Nothing.

I can tell something's wrong.

Why won't you talk?

It's my dad.

Jesus...

That piano thing again? It'll drive you mad.

He gives money to his carer.

- His cleaner? - Yes.

The piano is for her.

Well, her grandson. He hires a piano by the month.

That's crazy.

It's elder abuse.

Your dad's mad. Stop her. Maybe she does it to others.

What are you doing?

Seeing how to press charges.

No.

Stop, we're not pressing charges.

He can spend his money how he wants.

You're not mad at him now?

I don't understand you.

It's four rooms. One, two, three, four.

They got it wrong.

It's noisy.

Only on the boulevard side.

But it's great.

Nice and clean.

Excuse me.

Hello?

Yes.

I can't hear. I'll change rooms.

Yes?

Come over.

I want you.

I want you now.

- I want your cock. - Yes?

Do me in my kitchen, on the tiles.

On the tiles, yes.

I want to ride you.

I'll tie your hands.

I'll tie your feet. Come here!

Alright, whatever you want.

Come now.

Come on.

Alright, sir.

Very good, I'll call you back.

I love you.

I love you. I want to stay here.

No, impossible.

Go now.

- Do you love me? - No, only your cock.

Off you go.

Go now, please.

- I'm staying. - No.

Go!

- I'll call you? - Yes, tomorrow.

- In an hour? - Tomorrow.

In an hour.

- Mr Moreau? - Yes.

- What is it? - Hello.

I'm your new carer. Maria's replacement.

I don't want to change.

Nothing personal, but I want Maria.

It's her family, she needs to work less.

Can I come in to clock on?

It's on the right.

- After the door. - There?

What's wrong? Is she sick? She never answers my calls.

I don't know.

It's a pity. You'll ask her to call me?

Yes, I'll ask her.

The kitchen first?

She sent the piano back.

Why did she do that?

Nicolas only has his old keyboard now.

What came over her?

She'll leave, Bruno.

I can tell she will.

Gaby!

- Where'd you buy this? - I didn't pay yet.

Don't. The engine's cracked.

It's held together with putty.

It'll break apart at the first jolt.

It's cheap though.

Worthless, I'd say.

Alright...

Kevin, come here.

Patience.

Patience?

Yes, you have to be patient.

Wait.

The sea will calm in the end.

Stay in the harbour until the storm blows over.

I love that woman's daughter.

That carer.

I met her daughter.

And fell in love.

I'm leaving you, Audrey.

I'm leaving with her.

What are you saying?

Laurent...

I can't explain. I can't fight it.

It just landed on me.

I can't...

and won't live without her.

What does she do that I don't?

Teach me.

I'll do all she does.

Stop...

Audrey, stop.

I don't want you to leave me.

Stop, that's enough!

Stop!

He's in love with your cleaner's daughter.

Maria's daughter?

At first sight.

I'm not just going to take it.

Why don't you talk to him?

Talk to him.

He won't talk to me.

He only ever comes to talk about money.

His mother was the same.

She always asked me for compensation.

Compensation for what?

We loved each other though.

Too much, maybe.

We were never apart.

Once there was an opening,

it fell apart.

Maybe Laurent's the same.

He's your son.

You're both the same.

The same, yet hate each other. Pathetic.

Laurent...

It's Dad.

Call me, please.

We need to talk.

I need to because I'm getting old and...

I'd really like to talk to you.

A letter for you.

Let me see.

You opened it?

From the police, I couldn't resist.

- And? - And...

I knew it'd happen.

How many times did I tell you you were asking for it?

The police want to see you on Monday at 10 am.

Shit, Maria, how'll we manage?

Go on, shoot!

That's great!

Hello?

It's me.

I have to see you.

I can't, Kevin's off today.

Not before Tuesday.

I want to see you too.

Yes.

Harder, Dad.

I've moved out, Jennifer.

I couldn't bear the situation anymore.

A Maradona strike. Go and fetch it.

I'll wait for you.

As long as it takes. I moved out to live with you.

I never promised you anything.

I'll never leave them.

I'll put you on hold, it's my dad.

Hello?

Jennifer?

The police summoned Mum.

- What? - She got caught.

Someone pressed charges.

Hello?

I'll call you back.

You lied to me, Laurent.

Charges now?

You promised you wouldn't.

Hold on, what are you saying?

The cops have summoned my mum.

It wasn't me.

I swear. I didn't tell my dad or anyone.

Did you think of my son?

He didn't do anything wrong.

It's Audrey.

My wife, it has to be. To get revenge.

I have to see you. I need you.

Outside the Alhambra at 10.

Working the switchboard now?

- Who was it? - No one.

I'm not stupid. Something's up.

It's just my dad.

- Your dad? - Yes.

He lost again?

It's tricky. I have to go over.

Nico!

Forgive me.

- Want to stop seeing me? - Of course not.

See the shit I'm in?

- I don't deserve it. - I know.

I love you.

You may return home, but don't leave Marseille.

You'll be tried on November 18 at 9:30 am.

Thank you.

You may no longer contact the people involved.

Your employer knows.

We'll keep investigating to find out how much you stole,

from whom and for how long.

We'll question everyone you worked for.

What I did was wrong.

But I took good care of them.

I love them, I'm fond of them, they're like family.

I didn't feel I was stealing.

I'm so stupid.

If I'd asked, they'd have helped.

I think so anyhow.

I'm sorry.

Bruno?

Want to join the game?

No, not today.

Some days you don't want to? That's new.

Now you know.

What I know is that you owe me 2,000 euros.

So...

Play to make up your losses

or pay up. You only get credit if you play.

We need a fresh start.

Yeah...

I'll pay at the end of the month when I get my pension.

I'll see you.

Bruno!

After your wife robbed those oldies, you should be flush.

Go fuck yourself!

Let's take a walk.

I don't want to go out.

You haven't been outside for a week.

I prefer it here.

All your old folks called.

They must be worried. What do we tell them?

Whatever you want.

Want to eat something?

Some pasta?

3.10 euros.

Kevin, what is it?

If you've stopped loving me,

I prefer you to be happy.

Without me.

I won't hold it against you.

And I'll go on loving you.

Like a friend.

Wait for me. I have a break at 11.

SUMMONS

Have you heard?

You won't believe it.

Maria...

They arrested her.

She's going to jail.

But why?

She wrote fake cheques.

I wonder how many she robbed.

It's awful how dishonest people can be.

She always looked like butter wouldn't melt in her mouth.

I myself gave money

and signed cheques for this lady to help her daughter and grandson.

I'm in full possession of my faculties.

I can answer questions or do mental arithmetic....

Or I can recite a poem if you want.

I know, The Poor by Victor Hugo.

- Do you know it? - No.

A fisherman

returns home after a storm.

His neighbour has died of poverty, leaving two children.

So he says to his wife,

"We were five, we'll be seven

Let's take in the two children and raise them with ours

They'll climb onto our lap in the evening

They'll live, brother and sister to the five others

When he sees us also feeding

This little girl and this little boy

The Good Lord will let us catch more fish

I'll drink water and work twice as hard

That's settled. Go and fetch them.

What's wrong? Don't you agree?

Usually, you run faster than that

Look, she said, on opening the drape

They're here"

She had already taken them in.

All that kindness always makes me cry.

I solemnly repeat:

they're my own cheques.

I signed them myself, every single one of them.

My daughter-in-law thought she was doing the right thing.

But we're living in terrible times!

Dad, it's Laurent.

Thanks for withdrawing the charges.

It's a huge relief.

I'm glad you agree, Laurent.

Want to come over?

Yes.

You'll never guess what happened.

You'll tell me all about it.

Alright.

Take care.

Some time later

Come on now.

You know, we'll come back tomorrow. Let's go now.

And your grandson's audition?

He came second.

They didn't pick him.

He's young. He has time.

He'll keep at it.

With a sponsor now, there's no reason to stop.

You still want battered bass?

Maria...

Why ask you to come back if I don't get your battered bass?

I'll do some Tuesday.

Get yourself a dozen oysters as usual.

But if you find a pearl,

bring it to me.

Subtitles by Ian Burley & Sophia Till

Subtitling by Lysi Media