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Come on! It's time to get going!

Let's go!

- What? - Relax, Mamoun.

- Got enough? - Sure.

- Look! - What, honey?

This one is for Samia.

This one for Gab.

And this is for you.

Thank you. They'll love these. Is that me?

That's all of us kids.

And Mom and Dad looking at us from the sky.

Here.

No, Mom. We're not going to Uncle Mouloud's now.

I worked it out with Nanou.

No smoked salmon in Sarcelles?

Ours is better than theirs.

The one they get is pale. Like fish roe.

- Give this to Samia. - I will.

We have to go now. Don't get up.

And give her a big, big, big hug for me. Big!

All right.

No problem, I will.

Have a good trip.

Dad, Nabil is leaving.

Yes, say goodbye to your father.

- He's leaving? - Yes.

- You'll see the firemen? - Yes.

Yes, he will.

Goodbye.

Have a good trip.

Bye, Dad.

- What's that letter? - Nothing.

It's for Samia.

- Why give it to you? - It's... Nothing.

- 5 ½! - Got it.

And the NY cap!

- Crutches now? - Yeah.

- She's very tired. - Who?

Let's go! Let's go now, kids!

No reason to yell. Don't yell.

Don't yell, don't yell.

- What's that tupperware? - Nothing.

Enjoy!

Have a good vacation!

Their salmon is the best.

The one from around here is pale, like fish roe.

Come on. Goodbye, son.

Bye, thanks for driving us.

This is all your father left me.

Must've given his tramp a newer one.

Stop, Mamoun.

- I got to go. - Call me!

We'll be back in a week.

Promise?

Check this shit out! Check it out!

This is awesome! Awesome!

Over there!

That! That's on TV!

The taxis, look!

I saw that already!

I already saw that! I saw that!

That guy. What film does he eat that in?

This is beast!

- They understand! - What did he say?

This is it?

Yeah, this is it. Bedford.

We're meeting here?

It's the burbs.

Cool, right?

Cool, yeah.

It's sort of different.

It's not as high.

Not the same trip.

Your bro'.

Wearing cologne?

He shops at Walgreen's, too.

- Wearing cologne? - No.

I'm so happy!

How are you?

Sylvain!

- You OK? - This is awesome!

How are you?

You smell good. Cologne?

I don't know, no.

What's funny?

Struttin' that Yankee look.

- Lost weight. - Yeah?

- Totally. - What was I, obese?

No, that's not it.

Sam has no idea?

No. Ready to go? We'll be late.

- Let's go. - I'm so happy.

- I could hit you I'm so happy. - You just did.

"To the" Samia's b-day. A surprise.

What did she say?

Drop your stuff. Where is she?

- There! - Where?

One,

two,

three!

Surprise!

What is this crazy shit?

I can't believe it.

What kind of crazy shit is this? It's impossible!

- You crying? - No, I'm happy.

Check this out.

Check out this hottie!

- I'll get some drinks. - I'll help.

The best present ever!

Is she latching on to us?

Stop!

- She's teasing. - No. Why?

"To the" Obama!

In the hood. Blaxploitation.

Say it's cool the president is black.

What did she say?

Thanks.

Why thanks?

Thanks for the black president?

Yeah!

Why say thanks? Obama's not her old man.

Maybe he is.

Sam, for your 30th, we put this together.

And thrilled to be here!

- What is this? - You'll see.

Yo Marion Cotillard, win us an Oscar!

Come home soon, we miss you!

Big kiss! Happy birthday!

Happy birthday, Samia!

Gabrielle, we love you!

America!

Gab!

Did you go out with Nabil in 8th grade?

- Why didn't you cut that? - I couldn't. Watch.

It's Sam's birthday.

Sam's? Same difference. Sam and Gab are always together.

Right!

Happy birthday, Sam. And Gab. Goes for both of you.

I love you.

You're on!

The staff of Nanterre City Hall says, happy birthday!

So this is Sylvain's office and...

As you see, you're with us every day.

So sweet.

Happy birthday!

She got so big!

My daughter,

I wish you a happy birthday.

Your second birthday in America, and I'm proud.

Proud of you, my daughter.

A big, big hug. Big as my love for you.

I gave Sylvain something for you.

It's nothing. It isn't much.

I love you, darling. I love you.

Enjoy!

Enjoy your friends, your party.

Enjoy, honey.

I love you.

Did you like it?

I don't know what to say.

I'm going home.

- Stay! - I work tomorrow.

So do I!

But I get up before noon. I'll call you.

Gab, you can't be serious!

- Chill a while. - I'm beat. Call you tomorrow!

What time? Want me to walk you..?

I wasn't waiting up. I was reading.

Sure.

Come on, Mrs. Hazan. It's late.

You're upset.

Good night, Mrs. Hazan.

Here.

No, I told you! Put that away.

Some temper.

Good night now.

OK, Nabil.

Where are you going?

- We reserved... - No way! Sleep here.

Thanks!

- I put blankets on the couches. - Nice.

I'm beat. Good night.

This guy.

I'm glad you're here.

Not so loud.

This fucking view is the bomb!

- Something up with Sam and Gab? - Yeah, something.

Not really connecting.

Yeah, not really.

Some weirdness, for sure.

Yeah, for sure.

You my parrot now?

Not so loud, guys.

Is he out of it? Like we're talking loud?

I'm not repeating.

Guys! Come here.

Nabil.

I'll thrash him.

No way, this isn't right.

It's all right.

Think it's really her room?

Yeah, it's her room.

The light...

What a trip this is.

Your sheets get me off.

Guys, it's not right.

Then shut the fuck up.

Lights, please.

Really, this is pushing it.

A week in New York, guys.

Obama!

I had absolutely no idea.

Mom, you shouldn't have.

No kidding.

When?

Hang on a sec.

So?

Give her a big hug. It's been so long!

Mom, I'll call you back. I love you.

You all right?

I said sleep in the living room.

Sorry...

No sorry's! We're not in the projects here.

Is she serious?

Guys, six in the morning. You were still snoring.

Let's move. We have a reservation, so let's go.

After breakfast with Sam?

I'm out of here.

You.

You talked in your sleep.

Yeah?

What did I say?

Foo-losh.

Foo-losh isn't a word.

- See that? - What?

Pretty dope, huh?

So crazy? Why do they do that?

They're styling.

New York.

New York. It's dope.

Hey guys, we're good. She said we could stay

because she did want us to stay, we can stay,

just not sleep in her room, no reason to go ballistic.

What a long sentence.

Hey, check it out.

Cool.

Why do they do that?

Let's do it.

Give me yours.

Why mine?

I'll do mine tomorrow.

Why not do yours today?

- Your shoes are shot. - Totally!

Come on!

Sylvain!

Why?

- You're too French. - Too French!

- You don't get New York style. - Don't get New York style.

Got to get that style.

Mr. Rosenblatt.

"Grande," with an "R."

- "R," dummy! - Mrs. Hazan!

I have no accent.

Mrs. Hazan, please.

I understand.

Of course you do, you're French!

He irks me.

Then why do you come?

- To bust their chops! - I'll toss you!

OK, Mr. Rosenblatt.

Great! Again.

I got us a deal. One room to ourselves.

- Who are you texting? - Gabrielle!

Just about the hotel.

"Gab, the hostel is great.

"The room is great.

"Great deal. It's great. Nabil."

Great big liar!

Wait, wait!

"A bite, girlfriend?"

That's so wack! "Girlfriend!"

- Man! - Why "a bite"?

- That's weak. - It really sucks.

A bite, girlfriend? Brunch?

- Let's chat a little. - On 5th Avenue!

Hey guys, how do you say cheeseburger?

They got those Kanye West's.

Photo!

What did he say?

Hey, come here.

That's done. We saw it.

Watch me get a cab.

What did he say?

Their "lines" are a drag.

We got them!

Hey! Gab says to come by her job.

- Right now? - Yeah!

I'm not here to hang with seniors.

Chill, we'll just pick her up. Then we'll go get a drink.

A trap! I warn you, I won't stay!

Please. You trust me or not?

New York, dude!

Uno!

- Shit! So obvious. - Two cards.

Two cards? That didn't count.

No, it didn't count!

Whenever you feel like it. Sorry, you take 2 cards.

- Your gift! - Take your gift.

See? That's his tactic.

We argue, he sucks it up and...

Two cards. You said "sucks". A bad word.

It's in the dictionary.

You said "ahem," twice. Four cards!

Get out of here. I was repeating!

This guy to the rescue.

I took... Shit, the manager.

Miss Unpleasant!

Move it.

Move.

- Free for lunch tomorrow? - Go, I'll call.

- Bye, Mrs. Hazan. - Bye, Nabil.

Meshugeh.

Motherfucker.

Good beds.

Who's that?

One more hour, I was done. I swear.

- He said we'd be alone. - Should've paid for the 4th bed.

Shut up. You're the only one who slept.

- Should we go to Sam's? - No way.

He was snoring in another language.

One snore, you know he's from a sketchy country.

He was like twenty feet tall.

He could care less about us. He was sleeping.

- Should we drop the bags at Sam's? - No!

Hey, what are you doing?

Who's he?

Is this to sleep?

Thanks, Dominic.

His name's Dominic.

Like Dom.

Hey guys!

Let's go.

Awesome. His aunt's friend is renting us a room for 2.

Tonight 2 of us go, tomorrow 3 and fake them out. Awesome.

What's with him?

One of us sleeps outside?

We'll work it out.

Work it out how? You sleeping elsewhere tonight?

We're tapped out. "To the money" no!

I bust my ass to set us up, I catch hell again.

What is he, gay?

- "To the..." - I know!

What do we do tonight?

Gab, listen. There's an old guy with us.

OK. Guys, guys.

We're in front of the skate store.

All right. Left?

OK, we'll be right there.

I have some memory!

It's the old guy, from Gab's!

Don't yell. He's not deaf.

She wants our picture.

- Just like that? - Yeah.

Wait, you stand here.

- Just like that, pictures? - That's New York!

- We're going to see Gab? - Yeah.

Nobody has gum?

Oh, thank you!

I was so scared! Thanks.

What's that?

No, you can't give him gum!

- Not me. Sylvain... - Stop, you're chewing!

Can't you stop running away?!

- Glad to see you. - Me too, Mrs. Hazan.

- Staying with us? - Of course!

- We can't, we have to book a room. - Sure we can.

- You sure? - Of course.

Of course you can!

In French! It's a French class!

I'd say stay with me, but if the manager catches us...

Relax, Gab. We found something.

Intimidation.

No big deal.

Michael, in French!

In French!

He's off sides!

It's an act. He's fine! I didn't touch him!

You survived Auschwitz, and this hurts?!

Mrs. Hazan, apologize.

It's not my fault I wasn't in the camps!

Gab, that's a penalty.

Penalty? He's been lying all day!

I got kicked out of my home, too! Do I complain?

Let's go now!

In prison!

Show me later.

If you guys can take it, let's play another, now!

OK sit down, have a snack.

No one.

I like that girl. She's like my daughter.

Not like my children!

They came here seeking fortune. What fortune?

They parked me with the old folks.

I liked it in Créteil.

What do I care about NYC?

You're a nice guy.

You got a nice-guy face.

Ever been to Créteil?

He's really great.

- We should see them again. - Only 3 days left.

What's that on top of the cars?

I've been wondering all day.

Yeah, it's like candles.

That's New York. Candles on the cars.

This is it.

- Stay right here. - Here?

"To the" sleep.

How are you?

Trouble. No place to sleep.

Sleep here, I keep telling you!

I'm happy to see you.

Not coming?

No, I'm not.

- Then why did you come? - I didn't.

- Where are you now? - Now I'm not here!

- OK. So you're not here? - No, not here.

Good.

I'm fine.

Just fine.

What?

I didn't say a word.

- Want help? - No, I'm good!

Why are you laughing? Stop!

We thought it was your place.

- I wish. - It is, sort of.

Yeah. I got limits, but...

Considering where we slept, I could sleep on the floor.

Yeah, really. I swear, we were like...

Like wetbacks!

Wetbacks.

You're official. Green card and all.

Almost. Gab and I have a lawyer on it.

A real lawyer, like in the movies?

Totally.

A fortune, but it's the only way.

And he's the best, so... Soon.

Like... "I'll only talk with my attorney present!"

What movie is that?

Pluto's lawyer!

Give me a break.

- You're an illegal immigrant? - No! Well, sort of...

See that?

- Where you going? - To see Gab.

- Tell her to come over. - No, we're chilling.

"Chilling!"

- Turn in? - Come on, everyone's there.

I got work tomorrow.

So you and her are mad?

No way, I'm just tired.

We only hang together once. We leave in 3 days.

Nabil!

It's weird when you call me that.

What should I call you? Patrick?

You will see me

all the time, everywhere...

- You remember? - Sure.

It was so cheesy!

No, it was sweet.

Come on. We were fifteen.

So what?

How are you? Sorry.

It's OK.

Can you open this?

Did you sleep well?

Is that..?

When she's in no mood to talk,

she calls and pretends it's very serious.

No one dares disturb her. She avoids talking to nerds.

- Wild! - Wild, yeah.

- Like what does she say? - Like someone died. Her moms.

What if you don't answer?

It's my job to always answer.

She's the star. Whatever my mom says.

Your mom told all of France you're De Niro.

Do you talk to her on the phone?

Are you kidding?

- Want some help? - No, I'm good.

Michael! Nabil!

CSI!

- Special Victims Unit! - Law and Order!

Inspector Clouseau!

What? He's a cop.

It went by fast.

You wanted to see the firehouse?

Later.

The cap for your brother?

Later.

Later for everything.

- What did he say? - It's a party.

What did she say?

Let's go right in there.

We didn't pack yet.

Fuck, my stomach hurts. Ask if she has Maalox.

"To the" Maalox?

- Coming? - You coming?

Sam, won't we see you?

Gab!

- She won't be here. - We're leaving tomorrow.

- I swear she's not here. - She's not here!

You all right?

"To the" stomach medicine?

Medicine, "to the" belly. Got any?

Right, thanks.

What an airhead.

We came here, did everything, together.

Then she comes along.

- It's my gig. - I got a gig, but I find time.

But you're always ditching me. You're tired, whatever.

I can't stand those leeches you hang with.

I got my leeches, you got your seniors.

- You can't compare! - Same thing. It's a gig.

What can you share with her?

Everything!

She's awesome, she trusts me. She's helping with our green cards.

That Rachel doesn't get on your nerves?

I don't get it. What's this jealous schoolgirl thing?

I'm the schoolgirl?

To hell with her. She's not my sister.

- I'm your sister? - Yes you are.

I'm not your sister?

If I'm yours, you're mine.

If what?

My sister.

- Done? - Yeah, come on.

- Swear you made up? - Yes! Open up!

Kiss!

Quit it, come on!

Can't hear it.

There!

Now a tongue kiss and we're good.

You're disgusting.

How do they all get side curls?

They got curly hair.

They all have curly hair?

So if I wanted to convert, I can't?

You want to convert?

I don't have the right hair. I can't.

So what?

You said it.

- That they all have curly hair. - Yeah.

So basically if I want to go Jew,

I need to get a perm?

Oh yeah, maybe.

A name like Denise is illegal.

If you're less than 80 in France, you get tossed.

Here it's awesome.

Everything's awesome here.

Even the cops are awesome.

- You in love? - No.

- You bummed? - No.

So what are you?

Yeah, he's bummed.

Get out. I just met her.

It sucks you're leaving already.

From Mrs. Hazan, for you.

Serious?

- Sweet, right? - Great.

What does this mean?

Want to stay?

Obama!

Who is this for?

- Got the firehouse pic? - Step off, no!

Chill out.

It's not for me.

But Mom, the main thing is to extend my sick leave.

So far away! It's like you're dead.

Stop it, Ma.

How much?

Hey, you're sick! We don't need that much!

Hang on, hang on!

Come on, let me hold one bill.

See that?

One thing I noticed.

No salade niçoise here.

Sam!

Sure, that's from Nice.

This thing sucks.

Let's do that.

What?

The salade niçoise.

You got family in Nice, right?

Oh yeah.

You'll make it big with that idea.

Laugh. Tomorrow you'll say, "Wow, you made it big in the States!"

Right! In that voice, you think?

You do have that voice sometimes.

3 French kids from the projects, can't miss!

- Oh I forgot. - Why not?

- Why not? - All from salade niçoise.

The projects forever!

Take that back!

Projects forever!

But when does she get back?

Ten days, I think. Problems on the shoot.

- I can't throw them out. - No, but...

What do you want?

Tell the truth. She's coming home. Period.

Where would they go?

She's twisted.

What's your balance?

With what we spent here, 1,400.

You?

8, 9 hundred, no more. You?

I was right.

We should all chip in. Good thing our housing is free.

There's still the ticket over here.

- We'll pay you back. - And the return?

We're fine!

- You're French? - Yeah.

- On vacation? - No.

How much you got?

- Any good pubs? - Yeah, over that way.

How much you got exactly?

I don't know. 800, 500. That's not the issue.

So we put all the money on my account. Then we're good.

Your account? So we get the shaft?

You guys are so nice.

I bust my ass to find us...

That's so insulting.

"To the" mustard.

We'll pay for a hotel.

I have $17 on my account.

Nothing but trouble.

What's today's date?

The 19th.

Rough.

- We should've been lawyers. - Really!

I'm so happy! I forgot this.

- That saves us. - Yeah!

Worst case, you'll ask her.

Yeah, sure.

Seriously, guys. Leave.

- You want to tap that? - No way!

I just want a quiet talk.

You want to tap that.

Stop. Didn't you have to go?

- Sam, I love you... - And I want to tap that.

Get out of here!

Sam, I want to tap that. Face that shit.

Such morons. I can't believe it.

Go be with your babes.

Looks like the Tour Aillaud.

Ga fukaseff.

Go fuck yourself.

I feel good with you.

- I waited for you. - Not asleep?

I was worried.

Sorry, I had a thing for work.

She's wasted. Good night.

- Got time tomorrow? - Yeah.

I'll let you know, it's complicated. We'll talk.

So 4 AM is time to have a heart-to-heart?

I'm going to kill her.

They're not stools?

Pillows are like this in Japan.

Naturally. They got wooden pillows.

Stupid.

She's nice.

It's good.

Weird.

What?

Does she really need a futon?

She's coming back early, so she wants it now.

In fact, you got to move. Since she's coming...

So she suddenly wants a futon and that night she gets it?

She wants it so she gets it.

Sort of like with you.

What do you mean?

Like with you. She wants you, she gets you.

Thanks. I'm not a bed.

No. She really needs me.

More than your mom?

What's my mom got to do with it?

I mean, your mother...

My mother's fine.

I phone her 4 times a day.

Don't worry about her.

All I'm saying, maybe it's time to go see her.

I don't know, maybe she also needs...

Quit it with my mom.

I can't leave until I get my green card.

Who cares about that?

She answers yes or no.

I'm going to deck her.

And with a smile, of course.

So long now.

Have a good day.

What did he say?

Where did you sleep? Her place?

What did he say?

He said when he got...

No way you slept at her place.

I missed it because of you!

How you doing?

She'll be home soon. So...

You guys need to, I don't know, find a place.

Could you just..?

Wait, what did he say?

Great!

"To the" gift wrap.

"To the" present.

OK, forget it. Give.

Give me a thing.

Gab, how do you say...

What?

Yeah, I'm on my way!

Michael, they'll kill me!

- Come on, chill. - Not so loud!

All right, go.

Come here, Samia.

Don't you want to rest?

What rest? You all are my rest.

Look, type here.

What's the number?

It's one. One Rue D'lsly.

- Spelled like that? - Yes.

In Algiers?

Great, huh?

I lived there. Right there.

It's changed. That store wasn't there.

That was Mrs. Attali's hardware store.

Type "Mrs. Attali," you'll see her.

No, it's for streets. Not people.

Pity.

Show me where you live.

Me...

Nanterre.

Paquerette Housing.

There! Building W. This thing is the bomb.

That's where everyone hung out.

I could tell you stories.

What's your story?

I have no story.

Job? Family?

Nothing, I mean...

Just normal. My mother...

Well, my mother.

My sisters are deadly.

And your father?

My father...

I don't know. We don't talk much.

You're 30 now. You must talk to your father.

It's hopeless. My father is...

you know...

a father.

Look at us old folks here. Look at me.

I had no choice.

You can choose.

It's your decision, son.

Time goes by too fast.

I looked all over!

- Wait. - Don't "wait" me. I was freaked.

- He showed me the computer. - He can't, sorry!

You wore me out, girl.

You know you need rest.

- She's jealous. - No way.

Now you take me back up.

What did the doctor say?

To do whatever I want.

You can't take care of old folks your whole life.

You're young, beautiful.

Think of yourself, my dear.

Your love life, babies.

Nabil is good for you.

Good night, Mrs. Hazan.

How would you say something, like to a friend?

You know, something important.

What is it?

No, nothing. I just wonder how you'd say it.

Say it. What?

Nothing. How would you say it?

If you ask, you must have something important to tell me.

No, I have nothing to tell you.

I know that "what would you do" stuff.

Just say it. What did I do?

No, nothing. I'm just asking...

Your boxers?

My boxers what?

I took one once, or twice. That's all.

Wait. You took my boxers?

Chill, it's boxers.

You wore my boxers? You slime!

Relax, I washed them.

You seriously disgust me.

Nabil, give me the candles please.

- Candlelight dinner? - For them.

Gab! This is crucial.

What?

How you doing?

- Old joke! - How's your internship?

Excuse me, sorry.

Michael, you're such a drag!

Sorry.

Sure, laugh!

Careful! This isn't my place.

Hey, we'll do it.

What kids! This isn't my place here.

We got it, it's not your place.

You don't. You don't get it.

Did I say to leave?

Did you leave? No, you didn't.

I told you, she's coming back. And what do you do?

What do you do? Nothing.

Sam. They got it.

What else do you have to say?

What did I do or say wrong now?

Did you tell her not to flick her ashes all over?

It's not her fault.

Stop! Only you can't see she's a retard!

Sure, of course. You always know better than anyone.

Always right.

Enough!

No, she obviously has stuff to say.

You're beyond reproach.

So proud, working for assholes.

Proud to wipe old folks' asses?

Come on, stop this.

Biggest ass-licker in the USA! She's talking?

Stop, this isn't right.

And you can say what's right!

Two years and you never evolve. Two morons.

A model of success is speaking!

Sell shit on e-bay, then talk.

You girls screw up, even living in NYC.

I don't change continents to hide who I am. I'm fine.

Michael, quit it.

Get away. We're talking here. Can't we talk?

What, is he the problem? Is that it?

Two dogs following him around.

Look how you're afraid of him.

Without him, what good are you?

That's enough! Not tired of getting crazy over bullshit?

These are your problems?

And you!

You think you know but you don't.

So busy making up a life here.

Your bullshit green card, bullshit life.

But you know. Sure, right.

Bust our balls over a jar of Nutella.

- And your mom... - My mom?

Alone in a hospital 6 months, and doesn't dare tell you!

See? You don't know that.

She was in the hospital alone and no one dared tell you.

Cause, hey, Samia is in the States.

She's working, it's so great.

She loves it, let her go with it.

You know none of that.

You know nothing, you like it that way.

Hey Gab, bust out the jams!

Little kid!

- I won't grow up. - The way the world is.

- I won't lie. - Better off with the kids!

- We get older. - We're a drag, man.

- So I'll get younger. - Yo Peter Pan!

- Break out the popcorn. - Bust my gut.

- Winter to Fall... - Laugh my head off!

- The world is ugly. - As Marine's hair-do.

Ugly like the Paris Metro.

- Straighten my room. - And my desk!

- The g-men want me... - To write checks.

- I offer marbles. - They want cash...

Your family's not here, Mr. Schbath?

- Don't like finance. - Only like gym class...

Guess they're not here.

Our future isn't rosy.

Papa says it's cause of Sarkozy.

I won't grow up, man.

Cause I'd have to understand.

I won't grow up, man.

Right now I don't understand.

Tell this dummy to eat bread!

I'm not going to force him.

Then he gets nothing!

Enjoy your meal.

When you're tired I'll take you up.

Where are Samia and Michael?

When you're tired I'll take you up. Eat.

Enjoy, Mr. Schbath.

Did you see Gabrielle?

I want her to take me up.

You think I'm worthless, too?

Get out of here.

- Come, quick! - What?

Eat something.

Get out!

Gab, please.

"To the" go, thank you.

- She wants us to stay? - No.

Right, stay.

Sorry.

- Go ahead. - Come on, go.

I'll go. My English is better.

Get away.

Get out.

She's fucked up.

Fuck.

Get up.

Sam, come on.

Drop it.

What's up?

If you only knew how little I care.

Did you do her?

Not on the first date.

You thought there would be a second?

What on earth is this?

Check it out!

Michael!

The mini-bar!

Unbelievable.

Awesome tub, right?

Everyone's going to see my butt.

"To the" thank you. This is really great.

She's ragging on me?

Tell her she has the same name as your grandma.

She's so funny.

Very good.

I call and what do I say?

Mom, you're sick. But I'm broke, I can't come.

How you doing?

Tomorrow, big surprise!

9 AM wake-up.

We're going someplace wild.

Obama!

Nabil!

I'm out of here!

- Stop. - What fun is that?

Want some?

Want some?

That means you want her.

Jelly apple.

You want her jelly, jelly.

Catch up!

Crash into Sylvain!

Turn now!

Do whatever you want.

You're ridiculous.

- What's that? - Get off of me!

- You got a booger. - You're the booger.

What good is staying here?

I don't know.

I got nothing left anywhere.

You got us.

Yeah, but I got you everywhere.

- Right? - Yeah.

- Park and sons! - Parkinson's!

- It's not a park? - No, it's a name!

Like Mrs. Parkinson.

It's that disease where you keep moving.

- That for your mom? - It's pink.

His mom is 17.

Stop it!

It doesn't work.

We're out of cash?

It's the machine. How much you got?

- On us? - Not much.

- I got nothing. - That's it.

Lowlifes!

Sleep in a castle, can't afford the subway.

You like your ass in a king-size bed.

Against the law to be so dumb.

Move your butts instead of counting on me!

We're good, we got $5.67.

Awesome, let's hire a jet.

You serious? The account is empty?

No more money?

Fuck. Seriously, you can't be trusted.

My family.

Sylvain.

Gabrielle.

Nabil.

Samia.

And Denise.

Yes, darling.

Hang on, hang on.

How are you?

Got the amp on?

Do you miss me or not?

You miss me?

Yes, all right. Don't yell.

So you don't miss me?

Ah, thank you darling.

You're nice to me.

Amel, tell Dad to come over.

Dad?

Nabil wants to talk to you.

Look, Nabil is there. See? Talk to him.

You saw them for real?

So you talked to them?

They're really nice. I'll take you one day.

Really? Want me to take you?

Just the two of us.

All right.

Without Amel and Yamina. Just us.

Just the two of us.

The two of us.

Yes. Like lovers.

Like lovers, Dad.

Like lovers.

Yeah, Mamoun?

Of course not.

Yeah, we're fine.

Yeah, but not right away.

I love you, Mom.

Bye, Mom.

Obama!

You hurt me!

You dork, quit it!

No, Michael!

You're heavy!

You're pinching me!

Get off!

Michael, you're hurting me!

Mom.

Yeah, I know. I've been really busy.

How are you?

But how are you?

Mom, you must tell me. Stop, that's not true.

Why don't you tell me? I don't get it.

Bother me! Bother me how?

We need to get home.

Looks like the Tour Aillaud, right?

It's seven-thirty in Paris.

Hard to start over from scratch.

What's going on in the projects?

I've been at scratch for 30 years.

I don't know.

You don't know what you're worth.

Joubert is cleaning his car in the parking lot.

He still does that?

One thing is sure. My brother

is getting reamed by the janitor.

If you do it, you'll be president of the USA.

President of your ass!

Motherfucking Obama!

President, baby!

I am so pumped!

He scares me a little.

He's got a good voice.

No! What is this?

Check it out!

That girl took our picture!

She had glasses, a photographer.

- That reporter. - Awesome.

We're going home?

How did you do it?

Wait, Michael. How did you do it?

Who cares? Hurry, we leave tomorrow morning.

Tomorrow?

Seriously?

This is wild.

- You gay or what? - No.

Those are my boxers.

- No way! - I saw the red waistband.

I got the same ones. A mistake.

Impossible!

You guys suck, swiping my boxers!

- They're a trip. - Totally.

You think it's funny. Both disgusting!

It's late!

My boxers!

You up front?

"To the" airport.

"To the" French?

Yes. "To the" Nanterre.

"To the" music?

Subtitles by Michael Katims

Subtitling: C.M.C. -Paris