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Sometimes,

all it takes is a smell,

a taste,

or a color for a memory to carry on over time.

In this case, a few words.

Guys,

I'm going first.

That day,

I knew Isma was warning us.

Your outfit, Paulo?

Wax, Africa...

Zouk la sé sel...

Knock it off.

It's creole, bozo.

Same thing.

Check out all the females.

The hell you talking?

Your ex Sabine is here.

What ex? She blocked me all my youth.

Not aging too well, is she?

Big facts.

All her pregnancies,

4 kids, 7 different dads, that'll do it.

Exactly why I have no kids.

Because of pregnancies?

When she gains weight, so do you.

Couvade syndrome.

One would need to smash before.

What do y'all want?

A press conference after every date?

I'm the discreet type.

Move in silence, plenty of noise.

Drop it.

Thank Isma for the few times you scored.

Alright, bro.

Ever considered IVF?

So if Isma's not around, I can't get it on?

What's up Ma?

Show respect.

Apologies, Miss Touré.

Didn't recognize your mother.

You mean mothers, plural.

Cracking polygamy jokes now?

Before PTC, your moms played rock, paper, scissors to see who'd go?

Truly goofing around at our bro's wake?

Chill...

He would have laughed.

Allah y rahmo.

Yup. Allan Ramos.

What?

3 YEARS AND CHANGE LATER

That evening had been

3 years since I had lost my best friend.

I had something to prove.

Had seen better days. Felt like a foreign student.

Barely fluent in my own language.

What is like to do?

I'm Anis.

Nice.

No one knows my language. So I speak Spanish.

Spent 2 years in Barcelona, have you been?

1, 2, 3...

Enough with it.

Since I don't drink, I was bored to death.

GREGORY'S CASE A split family

Excuse me ma'am?

Anyone working coat check?

Ma'am? Really?

Good evening.

Interesting read, isn't it?

"Bernard is innocent."

"My brother in law?"

"Nothing going on here."

Here you go.

You forgot my cowboy boots and hat?

Apologies.

Here you go.

Well...

Good night, sir.

I shat myself.

Go forward with it.

For once in your life, be a man.

Be a man.

She's right there...

Hello?

Talking to myself, I know.

Cuz I'm a scaredy-cat.

Don't know what to do,

or what's going on.

Hold on, she's waving.

Me?

Talk later.

Good evening.

Good evening.

You forgot something?

To dance.

What kind of dance?

The duck dance.

- Maybe the Macarena... - Got a lighter?

I don't think I have a lighter.

Let me check.

Anyone has a lighter?

Don't let me hold you back.

Good night.

In reality, I forgot to ask you for your number.

Speak up.

Your phone number.

You did not?

Mister suave.

A little too swift there.

Not in my habits. Good night.

06 47 38 22.

'Evening.

Got the first 8 digits, figure out the rest.

99 options is quite a lot.

Actually 100 if you count 00.

Madeleine, pleasure.

Enchanté Madeleine, I'm Pancake.

- Very funny. - You think so?

Good night.

Yeah.

Ran out of jokes.

Good night.

This is last night's pain in the ass.

Can I...

impregnate you?

Better yet...

Not hitting on your girlfriend. Dialed the wrong number.

Where do you live?

Pulling up now!

"Who is you?"

Your grandmother! I'm blocking you!

Call back, at the police station.

Thank God that's not her.

After 17 rude exchanges,

luck knocked at my door.

Congrats Pancake, level 1 completed.

Calling...

Fuck, fuck!

- Hello? - Wasted no time?

It was an accident. My thumb slipped.

I was making pancakes.

Want me to hang up?

No.

Not at all. I... You...

- Any plans tonight? - Can't tonight but...

That's what I meant. I'm busy as well.

Tricky one. Next week?

Next week? How about next year?

I'm around.

How about Tuesday?

This Tuesday?

I gotta check my schedule.

You do that.

I'll let you know.

Gotta go. Kiss kiss.

Tuesday is a go.

I knew she would sleep over.

Had been smooth texting for a week.

Slow to answer, I'd steer her onto crime TV.

A real nut. Love it.

I see.

- Sharp looking pants. - Thanks.

Fun capoeira class?

Right off the bat as I walk in.

Just finished work.

What do you do?

- In life? - Yeah.

I'm an actor.

Dunno why I said that.

You became an actor for cocaine or whores?

Not for whores, I've had enough of whores. Done with them.

Whereas coke...

I love it. I'll even sprinkle some on my fries.

- Want some? - Sit down, I'm hungry now.

Not eating that?

Never seen a girl eat this much.

Every bite lead to my bank suspension.

I brought up Simone de Beauvoir, women's rights, fucking single life...

So delicious.

Just to go Dutch on the bill.

Your boyfriend?

No, my ex.

- Ex? - We dated 6 months.

In his mind we're still together.

So it's over?

I broke up with him.

- By letter. - Really?

Had to bring it to the parlor.

Parlor?

- Prison parlor? - Yeah.

Nice. I mean...

Are you OK?

I'm fine. Just brings me back to my 3 year bid in the slammer.

You were locked up?

It was a prank.

Never been to jail. Just a great actor.

- Great performance. - Thanks.

What movie were you in?

I mainly work out of Russia.

Speak Russian then?

Yes. Near Saint Petersburg, where accents are more zappy.

Give me an example.

Seems quite technical.

It's complete gibberish, as seen on TV.

All for cease fire, the war in Ukraine might make me lucky.

After dessert, she went on a rant.

Like for a very long time.

But surprisingly it felt enlightening.

- Nice. - What does it mean?

- Know what it means? - No.

- "In God's name." - Is that so?

Guess I'm gonna get going.

Already? But I'm wearing linen slacks.

Come over. I got chips and water.

Water? Why didn't you say so?

Water's the best bait.

Not too long. I need to drive my roommate's car back.

You drive it, just in case.

In case what?

We get pulled over.

You don't have a license?

OK, I drive "without a license".

Mister so dramatic.

No right of way? Unbearable.

Step on the gas! Seriously. The road is empty.

What does he want?

Speed up, we on a boulevard. You're like an old man.

- Just drive. - You're out of control.

Your signal?

Black folks don't know how to drive.

Relax, same thing if he were Arab.

That's reassuring.

Got nothing against blacks nor Arabs.

Except when they drive. Respectfully.

I'm also part of that crew.

What crew?

Dunno-how-to-drive crew. My parents were Vietnamese.

You a Vietcong?

I'm Vietnamese.

That's a racist statement.

You said your parents "were".

They died in a car accident when I was young.

Hence flunking your license.

Alright!

Luckily, they had well secured

your child car seat, or else...

"Luckily" I guess so...

I was adopted.

Sorry. I didn't know..

Don't be. Everything is great.

Ever lost someone close?

I mean, not like your favorite celebrity?

Like someone who meant a lot to you?

Anis?

No.

Please. After you.

Welcome.

Apologies.

Why bother, we about to get it on.

- What? - What?

Meaning?

Like right now?

You seriously showering?

The boiler's making noise.

Getting fat, you slob.

Make me sick.

Talking to yourself?

It's the water!

Shut up!

No!

Fuck no!

This lousy battery.

You ok?

A homeless man is spotted by the villa,

the night of.

Mario, Croatian,

could be our prime suspect.

Can't we watch a movie?

Wouldn't you rather?

As you like.

His DNA doesn’t match the crime scene one.

Only if you want.

During an infanticide,

she did that.

Just by breathing alone, sexual tension is at its peak.

One glance was enough to knock her up.

Had to kiss her now.

So, I took a deep breath.

Like before a penalty kick.

And went for mine.

And so?

Goalpost, ma'am.

She fell asleep.

Really?

She wasn't playing when she said crime TV soothes her.

Didn't wanna leave her on the couch

but couldn't carry her to my bed...

My game plan has always been helping others.

Until the person gives in.

I no longer know what to do.

Maybe a woman with a clear message

knows how to make it known.

OK. Perfect example.

Can't tell what your message is.

I can easily misinterpret a simple hello.

And this is not new.

In grammar school, I was in love with Sabine.

Didn't know how to tell her, when she said hi.

Hi Anis.

I think she loves me.

There you go again.

For real.

Isma had an idea.

Just read it.

"Will you be my girlfriend? Yes or oui?"

I don't do that.

She'll either answer yes or oui. In any case, you win.

You're crazy.

Let the magic begin.

She took her coat off.

According to Paulo...

Rich scented girls never go through their pockets.

Bro,

go fetch the note back.

Doums?

Anis is fishing in coats.

Quit making a mess!

You thief!

Get the hell outta here!

You little scum.

Didn't do nothing.

Can't take it no more.

Breaking balls.

Fuck his sister!

Next day, Paulo woke me up.

He's a story on its own.

It's not that he's a racist,

more like he copyrighted racism.

He gets residuals from racism.

He likes to poke fun at Jews.

You follow?

Mainly because it's taboo.

Since I'm an Arab, he thinks I'm antisemitic by definition.

So he created something innovative.

Racism inside racism. It's like...

the Inception version of it.

Then again,

not sure if he...

means it or not.

For sure.

- What up? - Habibi?

With a gal. What you want?

Your well-being, Anis.

You posted on IG in English. I see 2 options:

You're a trainer or depressed.

Calling me fat?

Let me call you later.

No way.

Spying on me?

What did I tell you? Another invisible gal.

She crashed over and just left.

Look, she left a note. I'm not lying.

"I had to go, call me when you're up, Madeleine."

Must be a senior citizen.

You dig fucking in black and white?

- She's Asian. - Madeleine? She's Asian?

For real.

Asian why not?

But Sophie sounds more Asian.

2 words.

Looks like a woman's penmanship.

He's a conman who forged

his tax return to get a lease.

- Not a woman's penmanship? - I'm asking?

It comes from a hottie,

with good hygiene, who's clean,

well-groomed in her sexy lingerie.

One you'll never have.

Prove her existence.

Want me to call her now?

Go ahead.

No problem.

It's ringing.

Exhibit A.

How's my tractor?

Right back at you, liar.

You snore like a boar.

She's a gal.

You talk in your sleep.

What did I say?

Crazy stuff. "Anis, you're so handsome

"with gorgeous eyes.

"I just wanna jerk you off. I'm so good at it."

Hello?

We got cut off.

Swear on your mother's life!

What?

You gestured to...

As in oui.

As in oui.

Say it then!

- But... - Just say it.

Sorry, we got cut off.

I intentionally hung up on you.

Keep it polite, asshole. My roommate heard you.

You're on speaker?

No, but you just talk loud and greasy.

What up Madeleine?

Who's that?

- My buddy Paulo. - Childhood friend.

I know it all.

Hi Paulo!

Any plans tonight?

Tonight? No plans, but...

My roommate celebrates Shabbat.

- Shabbat? - You shut up!

Come over tomorrow.

Pleasure will be mine.

- I'll be there. - WE will be there.

Paulo, join us.

Have a good night.

- You really jerked him off? - No.

I don't do that...

all the time.

No racist jokes!

You think I'm a beast?

- You are. - I confirm.

- You think that of me? - Yeah.

I'll beat you with that controller.

Paulo, any Barbra Streisand imitations and we out.

If you don't want me to go, I won't...

I don't. Please meet me later.

You crazy. I never let a bro down.

If she asks, I'm an actor.

Even if I've been more broke than alive.

Only if I'm a self-defense expert.

Over ambitious, no?

- Who is it? - Meat squad.

It's us.

6th floor on the right.

That's the attic.

Could she be Anne Frank?

No, Paulo.

Party pooper.

Another hottie, fuck.

- Maeva, nice to meet you. - Pleasure.

Enchanté lady girl.

Not a royal setting.

You aware that your dad's a thief?

He colonized a nation...

So glad to meet you and be here.

Glad as well.

- Make yourself at home. - Thanks.

Check out all that dough.

Take it easy, bro.

Act natural.

Like you're used to it.

No hello?

Don't bother the librarian.

Sorry.

- Hello there. - Hi.

Paulo, pleasure.

Madeleine, pleasure.

It's very kind of you.

"Financiers" pastries, know what I mean.

Since you live in the center of Paris.

And people here tend to be well off.

When it comes to finances...

What are we eating?

I ordered Japanese.

- Great. - Sushi.

Will mash them up so they go through your teeth.

- Solid joke. - I confirm.

Overall, it went okay.

Didn't wanna bring him at first

but he was making me look like a genius.

Also, Maeva seems drawn to toxic affairs.

Sweet or savory?

I like to mix.

Crossbreed.

You're scaring us, Paulo.

So we’re watching reality TV?

A bunch of weirdos game to be clowned on prime TV.

They’re actors, you can tell.

Just like Anis, right?

- Is that so? - Yeah.

- Let me clear the table. - Right on.

Dinner was good.

Aren’t we all actors of our own life?

Paulo acts racist.

I don’t act.

My roommate's nice?

Very much so.

- Turns you on? - No.

I'm joking.

They seem to get along.

Not sure if Paulo's Maeva's type but again...

He's no one's type.

I told you I was a sensei in Illinois?

- Sensei of what? - Self-defense.

Come by the dojo.

Fill out a form

under the table.

Show me one of your movies.

I'll send you a link.

On the Internet.

Rub higher.

Wanna play Time's Up?

If miming an iguana leads to smash, why not.

Too easy for the actor. How about truth or dare?

Let's call it a day, waking up early tomorrow.

The youngest acting like the oldest.

How old are you?

23.

Years old?

Yes, 23 summers.

"Kidz Bop".

In her mind, she's 46.

Maeva, let your honor make that call.

Whatever.

A 7 year difference is an issue?

I project a lot?

We all do, a bit.

What does Paulo think?

7 human years is a dog year, no issue.

- There you go. - More to it.

Her eyes were glued to my biceps.

We gonna paint the room red.

Wanna know who's about to conquer a country?

My Johnson.

I see.

How did you follow up with Madeleine?

Days went by without too much contact.

I visited my folks.

Turn.

She's following.

There...

Anis? No way?

Sabine.

I dreamt of you last night.

- Really? - And here you are.

You haven't changed a bit.

What's up?

What about you? What do you do for work?

Currently, I'm an actor.

Like you know George Clooney and all?

Yeah, yeah.

Come on...

This gentleman right here.

When we were young, he was madly in love

with mommy.

What are their names?

We got Brian and Sean...

Douglas, then my prince Leroy.

- Counting on your fingers? - Yeah.

Remember...

in high school, you bought me roses and all.

We were in middle school.

It's been nice. Gotta go.

You haven't changed number since?

Actually I have.

In that case?

Google me. It's all there.

Maybe we can grab a drink to catch up one day.

Not really the thirsty type but who knows.

See you later.

- See you soon. - Yeah, yeah.

Hurry up Douglas!

Heard about Malika's son?

He's now a financial engineer.

Also heard he sold drugs.

But with a degree.

A scholar in hell.

We're invited to his wedding.

Go have fun.

What about you? Look at your brothers.

- I'm an only child, dad. - Exactly.

That was a joke? Funny.

Your dad at your age was already a dad.

Times were different.

Because of Internet!

Nowadays kids meet each other on Facebook.

Snapchat.

Tinder.

Come again?

Tinder.

What's that?

Stop playing! You know.

I don't. What is it?

Explain to your son!

Fine! Let me explain.

It's a fricking dating app.

- Dating app? What's that? - What?

Can't set up Netflix,

but you know about Tinder.

Arabs live in the desert.

Do they all know how to escape quicksand?

Youngins... incapable.

Your mom delivered you when she was 18.

- With no epidural! - That's right.

A real warrior.

- You had me at 18? - Yes.

How old when y'all met?

Age is just a number.

- Not when it comes to love. - I disagree.

That's your problem.

Your love pretense makes me sick.

Stop! Your mom and I was love at first sight!

Right booboo?

Booboo?

No.

There was no first sight.

Reminder: 12 years difference.

True.

First of all,

it's 11 years. She's born in December.

A pedo would say that.

- I'm right. - Both of you stop!

Mohamed Couscous, are your farts loose?

My mom's nearby.

- Sekou, how are you? - Great, auntie.

What do you want?

Throwing a party tonight. Paulo invited Maeva.

Why did he invite her?

No worries. She'll tell Mandoline you're a nice guy.

I don't want to be a nice guy, I just want to get it in.

And you will, bro.

Paulo plays defense on Maeva.

Enough space for you to score Vietcong.

Diamond offense. Milan AC style.

I'm not going!

- Anis? - Yes.

What's her name?

Forget it. Nothing serious.

Like for the last 3 years.

She never called me back.

Should I try her again?

She'll sense the predator in you.

Don't expose your thirst.

She needs to know what I'm about.

You just texted her. Let her answer.

If she doesn't?

She answered you the first time.

Just spell correctly when you text her.

What do you know about gals?

Only girl you had dumped you like trash.

Sorry, took it too far.

No worries.

Clara might give you a second chance.

Anis!

You see? Patience.

- Should I answer now? - Tomorrow.

Seriously?

Of course not.

Like right now? Wait. Do I tell her "I love you"?

Hello ma'am. Word to God

I'm in love with you.

I feel crazy funny.

Live your best life.

Hey, it's the drag from the day before the day before yesterday.

Congratulations! Level 2 completed!

Rescue the princess in her castle.

Where you coming from?

Hanging with females.

Really?

- Attractive ones? - All crazy about me.

When I mentioned that I was 23?

Yeah.

You kinda stuttered.

Will it be an issue in our relationship?

Our relationship? Like a couple?

A couple yes.

Shouldn't we take our time in life?

I like independent women.

Don't really do false promises.

You just want to smash?

Not at all!

- You're the couple type? - 100%.

Weekends at 6 flags.

- Real couple material. - Oh yeah.

- I love women. - You do?

Not all of them.

I'm sorry. Wait.

No problem.

Oh no. One second.

Hello yes?

Tomorrow?

Of course.

Clearly. I'll be there.

Of course I foresaw train strikes.

See you tomorrow.

My mom's birthday is tomorrow.

There's no trains. I'll never make it.

Isn't she dead?

- My adoptive mother. - Of course.

Fucking French with their strikes!

You're not French?

Swiss from Geneva.

There won't be any flights.

Fuck!

I can drop you off?

Here I am, pro bono driving

a girl I haven't even kissed yet.

After 2 hours, I ran out of conversation topics.

She ranted about art, politics, ecology...

All I wanted was a hussy, and I was now listening to a savant.

Did you enjoy the novel 1984?

Loved it, but not as much as 1985.

To not look dumb, I enacted the one and only way

to hide your ignorance.

Stay mute, and nod, while squinting.

Also, biting you lips

can be read as you're deep in your thoughts.

Unbelievable.

What really scares you in life?

Honestly, nothing.

Impossible. We all fear something in life.

It can be...

rats, ghosts, or death...

Or all of the above. There's always one thing.

We all fear something.

You're not scared of anything?

For me, it's midgets.

There you go. We all fear them.

Right or wrong?

What does Paulo fear?

Immigration.

And you, Isma?

Please, no wise voodoo clichés

or whatever.

A sleeping elephant..

Please mute Mufasa.

Food's ready. Enjoy, gluttons.

Burned merguez, really?

Like Isma's fingers.

Anis forgot to mention females in his fear list!

Enough. Leave him alone.

All good.

You his old man now?

Shut up!

Told you to stop.

Understood?

Isma.

Told you to chill.

Don't tell me shit!

You all tight since she dumped you.

And so sensitive.

Shut the fuck up!

Stop!

Isma, chill.

Guys, enough!

Let go of me, motherfucker!

Son of a bitch!

Let go!

Haunted houses scare me.

Humor is just a band-aid.

It won't stop a hemorrhage.

Overall, it was chill.

We played silly games where you can't...

say yes or no.

- Are you a man? - How would you know?

- What's your shoe size? - Yes.

Also played heads up.

- Am I a woman? - You?

Sure. I mean no.

Got one last confession.

Enough already.

Just share your ding dong ditch story. I'm not interested.

Not about that.

It's about us.

Told my dad my boyfriend was coming.

On your mother's life?

Reminder: I'm adopted.

I keep forgetting, sorry.

How long we've been together?

Not long. Told him 6 months.

Madeleine, you're crazy.

6 months? We'd have kids!

A pregnancy is 9 months, bozo!

Depends on what kind of mammal.

So I'm the convict?

No, they don't know of him.

The way we kick it, I figured it's okay.

Right?

So you're ignoring me?

Unbelievable.

You startled me.

Punch in the address.

Why are you ignoring me?

What's going on?

What am I to you?

Who are you?

That's on you.

Speak in real sentences.

We're not just friends, right?

Clearly I never tried to smash Paulo.

What?

It's a joke. LOL.

It's just that...

Not pressuring you.

No one's pressuring anyone.

Right?

These chips are not even halal.

Just flavors.

Tell that to God.

Jeffrey Dahmer staring at me while we kiss.

- We looked up at the same time. - No.

Same time, I checked.

You serious?

Just a kiss makes you hard.

Your straight hair turns me on.

So happy to see you. Sabine.

Who's Sabine?

An insignificant homegirl.

Why is "homegirl" texting you at night?

This is how she looks.

You told me you had plenty of girlfriends.

I was fooling you so that you'd fall for me.

How did this nut get my number?

Look at her.

She's the Facebook type.

- All good. - No she's not.

Single mother with 4 kids. That's a lot.

Looks like a boar.

You're an animal.

No she is, look at her features, I'm sorry.

So?

Am I a Transformer to ride a dump truck?

You don't like thick girls?

Why not?

You're a body shamer?

Not at all, it's just that...

I don't date girls who can kick my ass.

You think you can beat me?

Madeleine...

Of course, I can.

Toe-to-toe, let's go.

- What you doing? - Come.

Wanna do this?

Absolutely.

Strip out of that hoodie. It'll blind you.

OK, JCVD.

Don't call the cops or try to press charges, OK?

8 years of Jiu-Jitsu under my belt.

- That's a lot. - Indeed.

You a girl, I won't use my left arm.

Better yet, whoever taps out first

pays for gas.

I wasn't planning on it since I'm broke.

See, you're a scaredy-cat.

I'll fucking bite you.

Please stop.

Shut up, you bum!

OK, OK, please stop.

That was quick.

Sorry, sorry.

- So sorry, - You're really crazy!

It was an accident.

- Real blood. - Sorry.

Fuck!

It's Maeva.

Hey, wanna talk to Madeleine?

I'd rather talk to you.

What? Did Paulo propose?

- Kinda. - Seriously?

I was just joking. He's a nut!

He's obsessed with WW2. After dropping me off yesterday,

he typed in a German address on his GPS.

To cleanse my honor,

before somehow proposing.

For real?

Was he really locked up?

Who, Paulo?

Yeah, he was, true facts.

That's so cool.

Why's that?

No reason...

Cut the music.

So?

Plotting an attack in Geneva?

Before you go back to your cell, keister that phone.

She called you?

Clearly. Why would you say that?

I dunno... Chicks dig thugs, like in Closer.

In high school, a 6th grader kicked your ass.

She was black FYI.

Just tell her you were drunk.

I don't drink in the morning.

Morning? You guys fucked?

Affirmative.

Like for real?

With my dick, just like on the Internet.

What? I introduced y'all!

Let me get it in first. Bro code.

Should I've waited for your green light?

Really?

I'll put in a good word for you.

Wait. You know anything about jail?

No, why?

Isn't jail like a time share for Arabs?

Figured you'd know.

- Who do we know that did time? - Dunno.

Doums.

Stay away from him. We haven't seen him in 3 years.

Didn't show up at Isma's wake.

Let's ask him why.

I dunno. See you later.

Go back to your soca.

Doums...

is a neighborhood OG.

Prior to his sentence for fraud,

he managed the local boys' club.

He took us out of the projects on field trips.

But since Isma departed,

we never saw him again.

Yo Anis?

Sorry, who's this?

It's Doums.

Doums?

You once shat yourself on that ski slope...

Yeah, I remember.

Paulo told me you were in Switzerland.

I am, at the Belgium border.

Do me a solid. I need 10 kilos of hookah tobacco.

- Can you spot me? - I can't...

Aw thanks, lil bro.

I'll send you the address.

You the man. Always keep it 100.

What's with my lousy life?

- Gift this to my mom. - You do it.

She'll be delighted.

What the...

Tax evasion, slave trade, I see.

Your folks got it easy. What's the rent?

Right, poor folks, forgot about them.

They don't pay rent, they own.

An odd concept I'll explain to you.

They're all dressed in white?

At first, my dad will coldly ignore you.

Once he opens up, it should be OK.

Just call him sir.

- Should I blow him too? - No.

I give the best blow jobs.

Hello sir.

Where's the prettiest? My baby.

- Hi daddy. - You smell good.

- My princess. - Thanks.

Good to meet you, sir.

Hey.

Stop.

I am...

Don't recall your name?

It's inscribed on the top of your ID.

Often mentioned him. Meet Anis.

Is his presence required?

A little rude but I can leave if need be.

Clearly, this is not a migrant camp.

- I beg your pardon. - You heard me.

This is first class high society.

I see you drove here.

A hazardous threat to me and my guests.

Potential suicide bomber.

What's so funny?

Sorry, so hilarious.

LOL.

- Sorry. - A joke?

We trick our guests to make them uncomfortable.

Should have seen your face!

I was spitting fire!

He would have fingered your mouth.

And I'm about to.

- Let me show you around. - Coming.

That is true.

Finally she meets the mysterious boyfriend.

Right?

Pleasure, ma'am.

Happy birthday!

You're too cute. Now she regrets marrying me.

She didn't say that.

Her underlying version.

It's just underlying.

Let's sit at the table.

Sorry.

You playing both sides, Dorothy.

After a few strokes, she developed facial paralysis.

Botched plastic surgery on top.

Now a mine field.

Awful.

Isn't it time to clean your band-aid? It's disgusting.

I just did.

But it stinks. We all noticed.

Roger that.

Defying.

Family dinners depress me.

I'm already a failure to mine.

Not trying to disappoint other families.

At dinner, I barely spoke.

Always cringy to hear stories you weren't part of.

Just have to fake it.

I don't get a word she's saying.

Hey everyone!

How y'all doing?

The prettiest.

- My sister. - Really?

You have a sister?

Hey there!

- Darling. - I miss you.

I'm so hungry.

What a creature.

'Evening.

Looks delicious.

She's incredible.

I picked the wrong one.

Don't say that.

- She's gorgeous. - That's a fact.

She's transgender.

Transgender?

Her meat must be bigger than mine.

What's so amusing?

Sorry.

Anis has never met a transgender in person.

He's just astounded.

Shocked.

Is it an issue?

Yeah, is there a problem?

The look of a man who just got flashed.

Panic only digs me into a hole.

I've never seen one up close.

Not my scene. But my best friend is trans.

Did I let it go there? Showtime.

Do you know one or not?

Not in this format.

My friend went more counter-clock wise.

Explain.

Your meat got clipped?

I meant your penis.

My friend went reversed.

They hooked him up with a dick pump.

We get the picture.

Blunt but I get it.

That's it.

In this new era, our family is openminded.

All good, enjoy your meal.

Bon appétit.

He's not woke.

Are you?

Do I know this friend?

- You don't know him. - No?

- Never saw him. - What's his name?

His name is Sekou, formerly Fanta.

I sent him to the battlefield.

You don't have any issues with her sister being...

Trans?

No, I never met one before.

So I was naturally intrigued.

In other words,

I'm not transphobic, I just don't know better.

This world we live in...

is no longer about being cool,

but others proving you're an asshole.

You guys met on college campus?

Actually we met...

Anis is an actor.

Funny enough, I...

I was an extra in a movie he was in.

- You an actor? - Yeah.

I always wanted to be an artist.

I would have been great.

By the way, a film producer I know

wants to audition you this Thursday.

After Wednesday?

Go for it.

Something real big.

Big budget, solid script, really.

Serious business.

An American blockbuster I assume.

Go be on screen with Tom Cruz.

Tom Cruise isn't Spanish.

Enough talking about me.

I'd like to raise my glass to your wife.

To Dorothy!

Congrats Mommy!

How about a lil dancing?

Madeleine.

So you're a student?

That's a turn on.

If you knew I was a psychology major...

Fucking brainiac.

You would have not been genuine.

Maybe I'm not?

I hope you are.

Yet, I hope not. The way I beat your ass.

I was faking it.

So why do you work coat check?

It's the best way to protect drunk people.

I accidentally misplace their car keys.

Switch jackets.

Call them a cab.

My weekends are exhausting but...

My father was drunk behind the wheel.

If only someone had told him not to drive.

I try to be that person for others.

Any memories of them?

Not really.

But my thoughts give them life.

You think I'm in love?

You seem to be attached.

Are you in love?

That's another topic.

Being in love is not offensive.

Of course, you can't do it without love.

What about movies with porn?

Do the actors love each other?

Anis talks like he's been in love.

Man, I've been with Linda, Celine...

Lying again...

You in love with Clara?

Hell yeah, she's beautiful.

Y'all ever done it?

We're only 10 years old.

When older and married, of course.

Really?

Guys, free couscous is only Friday. Let's go.

Man...

No worries.

Not my fault.

I'm happy.

Your dad's nice.

Sure, he's nice.

That's right.

What if he comes in?

We won't make noise.

Speak for yourself.

What you doing?

OK...

Who the hell is that? Why is he staring like that?

- Who cares? It's just my bag holder. - It looks like a drug dealer.

Shades on, taking notes and all.

- Happy now? - Yeah.

What about that picture?

Shut up and fuck me please!

"Fuck me please"?

Sadly, I didn't bring condoms.

I need condoms not Jordans!

Find your perfect fit.

- Why so many? - Hurry.

- You a sex worker? - Shut up and choose!

Who cares?

- Cock ring? - There you go.

What's going on?

- Hey there. - You OK?

I'm great.

Wanted to say good night.

- Good night, dad. - Night, dad.

I'm right next door.

Yeah, we know.

Great. Thanks, sir.

- I'll be back. - Don't bother.

- Scram! - Good night.

What did I tell you?

Walls are thick. Can't hear a thing.

He didn't hear us.

It's a bearing wall.

It's...

They can hear it all!

This wall right here...

We're done! Y'all are crazy!

Done. Good night.

It's dead, drop it...

For real...

"Fuck me."

Shut up!

20 minutes later, she wanted to leave.

She refused to talk for about 200 km.

Guys, if they talk too much....

It's worse when they don't.

No calm before the storm.

The calm is the storm.

I gotta say, François...

adopts kids like Brad Pitt.

"Hey kids..."

Fuck you, Anis!

I was just joking.

Clown my mom. Who cares?

I can't. I don't know how she talks.

I've never met her. Maybe I won't.

We've just met each other.

My folks barely know my name, imagine yours.

I don't bring just anyone home.

I'm just anyone now?

Not what I meant. You know better.

How would I? You show nothing.

- Show what? - I wanna know your feelings.

I figured you out now.

You're a romantic.

Nonsense. "Romantic".

You need to be in love to make love.

Whatever.

Too adorable, sweetie.

You a lovey-dovey. I love it.

It needs to be meaningful.

Enough!

You're so tender and vulnerable.

See when you let go of all that maleness.

No love, no sex. There.

Just like you need a jail bird

who can do an oil change and kick ass.

I'm not on that level, sorry.

I'm not the one you're looking for.

Also, I'm a clown and I'll always be. You okay with that?

Maybe I prefer clowns after all.

Clown is more like a figure of speech.

Who's that?

Don't answer it.

- Sure? - Yeah.

At this time?

Ignore.

Hello Madeleine?

- Hello? Madeleine? - Who that?

Why won't you answer?

What do you want?

I just want you.

Fuck the rest!

I told you, Tarek.

In a letter? I'm no Victor Hugo.

Don't make it hard.

Coming out soon. I'll sell the crêperie.

We move to an island. Phuket, whatever.

Don't start.

Reminds me of Crêpe Bezos.

I love you! Word to God!

Who laughed?

- You with a guy? - No.

I'm driving. Ran over a bump.

- That's a dude. - I'm on the road.

What's that noise behind?

- What noise? - Taking a piss

- while on the phone. - It's coming from the TV.

- Watching a man piss is worse. - Zip it.

- I know you're with another guy. - Fine,

I'm with a dude.

He hears you.

- Who's you, motherfucker? - Tell him, Anis.

- Don't give my name. - Anis, there you have it!

- Answer him. - Let me hunt you down.

Good evening Tarek.

Calm down, it's OK, sir.

You called me sir?

You's a dead motherfucker!

On my mother’s life, you betta hide before I find you!

Shut the fuck up already!

"Shut the fuck up". Really?

Talking greasy behind bars where no one can reach you.

The judicial system protects you.

Day you come out, I'll be there.

You crazy or what?

Quit barking to prove yours' bigger.

What bigger?

A bigger one.

- A bigger one what? - Bigger dick, Tarek!

So... you're a homo.

It's a saying.

You mean a zesty saying.

Knock it off, Tarek! I'm not a homo.

I was worried she was dating a dude.

Admit you's a homo.

We in 2025. Who cares?

My cellmate, he's a homo. Tell'm bruh.

- I'm gay, fam'. - Just say it.

- Move on. - No more hiding.

Yes, Tarek, I'm gay.

I could hear it in your gay voice.

Nice talking to you.

I'm always mixed up in crazy stories.

It happened before the audition?

The story's not over.

THE END

That night,

we went our separate ways.

A sleepover was planned

to play house the next day.

Except that...

What's going on?

PSG is playing.

All the trouts you've eaten, your mind's still mush.

No offense, Madeleine.

- I got drinks. - Great.

Sekou?

- She talked to you? - No why?

No funny talk?

Why would she?

She checked your package?

Told her you were trans.

Why?

Short-term situation.

I'll explain the story behind later.

- Let me spill the beans. - No.

- No she-he situation for me. - Please.

Won't help me? Fine, do it in the name of Islam.

What's the connection?

Do you want to go to heaven?

Because I cut my dick off?

No because you hooked a brother up.

You go to heaven. No dick surgery, it stays intact.

30% raise.

What's with Arabs always needing to appropriate?

Tacos, kebabs,

pizzas, and now my dick.

Don't give up on me.

Alright.

Just for tonight.

- Tomorrow you tell her. - Done.

You tell her!

Lower your voice.

What was my old name?

Peach Ice Tea?

No, that's not a real name, silly.

The other option.

Fanta?

You picked my mother's name?

One of your moms.

I'm no expert in sub-Saharan names.

She'll find out. I'm not a good liar.

Since when?

When you boost phones on deliveries?

- Not a lie? - Shut up.

Stop.

Please.

One last thing.

I'm an actor.

You're mental.

Paulo knows?

Fuck, Paulo.

Gonna marry Maeva.

Ready to convert?

Always wanted to control media.

He's a character.

Are you his daily caretaker?

- Marriage entitles circumcision? - No foreskin.

No turtleneck allowed.

Can we switch topics?

Your dried foreskin is the ring...

... you wear eternally.

- Fooling me? - No.

You're so gullible, bro.

Stressed out?

Fanta...

- The soda? - Stop.

The soda Fanta?

He was a man trapped in a woman's body. He got surgery.

I feel emotional.

First time, I'm not the dimwit.

Who's that?

Pizzas I ordered but I'm not paying for.

I got this.

It's me. What floor, dog?

5th floor.

That's fast delivery.

Delivery guy just called me "dog".

Told Doums to come for a talk...

Jail talk.

You gave him my address?

Who's Doums?

You familiar with Audrey Hepburn?

Doums is the opposite.

Not the law abiding type.

More like a social case.

I got a door bell.

Yet he chose not to use it.

- Yo Doums? - What up?

Chilling.

What's good? Let me in.

Come on in.

Nice Haussmann building.

Haussmann Dembele?

Got my hookah tobacco?

It slipped out of my mind.

No sweat. Tell me?

Can I charge my phone like 5 minutes?

Sure, make it quick.

You're not happy to see me?

Sure I am.

Who did this to you?

It's nothing.

Who was it? Let me take care of them.

No one, I fell down alone.

- Sure? - I injured myself.

I'm fine now.

Bearing wall.

- Strong! - Solid.

Close the door.

Just 5 minutes?

Close the door. Just here to charge my phone.

- What's with you? - Nothing.

Paulo.

Doums.

Mini Escobar, I'll tell you all about jail.

Not now, later.

Sit down!

Madeleine.

Doums.

Doums, meet my girlfriend.

You scored with your busted face?

For real?

Drop it.

Oh shit! Paris is playing.

Paulo!

- You good, miss? - Yes and you?

I'm chilling.

I'll charge your phone.

Sit your ass down and relax.

Go ahead Paulo,

help yourself.

Don't mix meat and dairy.

You a Jew now?

In some ways... Training.

Fuck! You guys made it big!

What's your line of work?

Me, I'm in deep shit.

And you?

Athlete agent but...

officially Gims' lookalike.

Maître Gims the rapper?

It's Gims not "Maître Gims", hag!

Dunno nothing.

Gims got 5 platinum records.

I'm sorry.

Easy now.

"Maître Gims", what the...

- Doums... - She made a mistake.

It's Gims!

Why'd she call him that?

- Do I misconstrue her name? - Gims.

Exactly.

A slight kook.

Anis made it big!

He's an actor.

- Facts. - For real?

In nude scenes?

First job he ever got, worse now.

Never happened.

Always been fruity.

What?

Both of you were real suspect back then.

Why?

When they were 11 years old,

they held hands, we called them homo kids.

That's not true!

Madeleine, it was a joke to lighten the mood.

Anis, he's straight as an arrow.

He's screwed so many bitches before you.

A real Casanova.

What he's trying to say is that I'm attracted to women.

A solid dude.

Anis mentioned you had surgery.

Not the right time...

Nor the right place...

I tear up when it's brought up.

Lil bro got thyroid surgery?

Different glands, lower ones.

His transition.

- What transition? - Gender transition.

Gender transition?

Fanta was his nuts' name.

- Fanta? - Right.

Like his mother.

Right, of course!

Still soak your nuts in water at night?

- Why you laughing? - It's kinda funny.

- Should I tell her? - What?

- Anis didn't tell you? - Wait...

Madeleine's meeting my folks.

No way?

No way?

Words just came out. No idea why I said that.

Actually I do.

Wanted to show them that she meant a lot to me.

Still acted like dimwits though.

Swear on the Torah.

This is serious?

Miss, he's like my baby brother.

Don't even think of cheating on him cuz...

Sekou, go grab the piece in the trunk!

Don't tell me to chill.

Doums!

- No need to threat. - We cool.

Cool? Just warning sis'.

Arabs tend to marry early and drive in bus lanes.

No marriage yet.

If I'm the first groomsman, who's the second?

Stop!

We've been together not that long.

Your towel head cousins won't block the highway the day of.

Crazy Paulo, you still the same.

First groomsman wins FIFA...

- I pick Tel Aviv. - Good night.

Where you going?

Really sorry.

Don't be. Y'all have a lot to talk about.

Haven't seem Doums forever.

See you after your audition?

That's right, tomorrow.

You forgot about it?

No, will learn my lines.

Well look there.

Got it right here.

Real nice of you.

Let me put it in my lucky pocket.

- See you tomorrow. - Yeah.

Already miss you.

You romantic after all.

Thanks a bunch, guys.

My sex life's already fucked up as it is.

We saved your ass. You're welcome!

Doums, you were sharp!

I can smell a liar from a mile away.

No wonder you became an actor.

He's no actor, he's a fabricator!

Alright.

Your girl kept checking me out.

It made me uncomfortable.

She was looking at you cuz you're weird.

Eating cereal with no bowl.

At night after pizza?

She's really the main squeeze?

I think so.

You guys...

You live in a pipe dream.

They're the ones that choose us.

Knock it off Socrates. You used to suffocate me to get my mom’s number.

Facts.

Don’t get me started!

More like, he was working your pulse.

There’s a difference.

I’ll punch you in the neck.

Violence is always your answer.

Keep yapping.

All jokes aside, happy to see y’all...

my pups.

'Was nice to see Doums.

I wanted to unearth the emotional burden.

Doums discovered Isma's body.

Just wanted to talk it out.

We never acknowledged his feelings,

nor helped him,

instead we dodged him, thinking he'd be alright.

He was always there for him.

We misinterpreted his absence at the wake.

He probably knew more than we did.

And I saw his phone.

Isma's death was also his failure.

To share the joy of life to a little brother.

I felt so dumb.

So dumb to think I solely suffered.

How could we bring up buried wounds?

It was easier to stay in denial,

in small talks that hinder maturity.

We all had reasons of wrongdoing.

In this case, we were all in our own right.

No sauce?

Seriously bitching?

I snuck a kebab inside a hospital.

You're a class act.

Shh, gonna wake him up.

What's he in for?

Swallowed a bunch of pills.

Stop playing!

Before the world cup?

No sense of priorities.

Really?

Isma?

The issue with suicidal people

is you can't accept my challenge.

If I beat you, you'll take action.

Forced to let you win at FIFA.

Thank you.

9 euros you owe me for the kebab.

No, no... Thank you for being there.

Just dialed 911, no big deal.

You ever had weird thoughts?

No, never.

Want some fries?

No, they're gross.

If it's so gross, why didn't you add any sauce?

Get it on your own, next time.

You must be Anis? You can go in.

Thanks.

Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

I'm Veronique.

Anis.

First time?

Been in it for a while.

As what?

Acting, ma'am.

You're aware this is not an audition?

Then I'm in the wrong office?

Not at all, there was never an audition.

Madeleine knew better.

Knew what? Where am I?

I'm a psychiatrist.

Psychiatrist?

Big budget movie was all bullshit?

Better yet, you're here.

No doubt you're a shrink.

You conducting a behavioral study on me?

You aware you're not a Russian movie star?

I'm sorry?

Your best friend is also not a transgender?

I wing it depending on situations.

Is this what Madeleine really wants?

Gonna go now.

Freud screwing his mother's analysis is not for guys like me.

What do you mean by "guys like me"?

It means what it means.

We roll with the punches and shut up.

Need to talk about my youth?

Or anything else.

The goal is to be free of any doubts you have.

Like how did you meet Madeleine?

Shrinks are prone to confidentiality?

I'm listening.

I can tell it all?

Beginning to the end?

That evening had been

3 years since I had lost my best friend.

I had something to prove.

Ever lost someone close?

Live your best life.

And here I am.

Would be nice if this was a free consultation.

It's not?

Well no.

Take out, gas, therapy...

Madeleine's no cheap date.

Landed the part, James Bond?

I think I did.

Looking for my Bond girl.

Thinking about you.

Been thinking a lot about each other lately?

Thank you.

For what?

For everything, being concerned for me.

I had to. You suck at being with women.

True. Didn't have good examples around me.

Not only that.

There was Isma too.

I miss him so much.

Wanna grab a bite?

- Hungry? - Yeah.

Wanna introduce you to some people.

What you watching?

Nothing in particular.

What is it?

Dunno. It already started.

Nice of you to drop by.

Gotta take care of seniors.

Y'all lonely enough as it is.

She's a nice girl.

You think so?

I'm really not that experienced.

I only had one woman in my life. She's perfect.

Is that so?

Is she the right one?

How can I answer that after knowing her for an hour?

I dunno, maybe.

By definition,

people are born good, life just corrupts them.

How do you attract good people?

You attract who you are.

She's the one because you were the right one.

Most important is not to be scared of falling in love.

Go tell that to Isma, dad.

He's got nothing to do with it.

Isma was fragile.

You need to let him go now...

And recognize

that you don't get love from just one partner,

but from everyone you love.

Talking about love and all?

What? You don't love her?

Yeah, I think so.

Live your best life.

Love will never be this passionate after.

With time, you won't love her less, but better.

Don't think that loving her will make you abandon others.

The day you lose her, you'll search for her in others.

There are many pretty girls out there.

What's important

is what's in her mind.

The rest crumbles.

And if she has Alzheimer?

Well yes, indeed.

I wasn't lucky enough to get

much advice from your grandfather but...

he often sang this chorus

that I'll never forget...

If the moon loves you

Who cares if the stars hate you

LOVE IS OVERRATED

Subtitles: Jeremie Delon

Subtitling: TransPerfect Media France