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-It's not like in the book!

-Because it's an adaptation.

-Madam, tell us how it ends!

- Evil obviously!

You know this since you have read the novel.

-Bye Madam.

-You can all go out in peace please!

- But ma'am, I didn't understand anything.

-Who takes the bus?

-Bye Madam.

- How are you, my dear? -Speed!

Here, I give you this. - Oh, the keys.

-The remote control is in 128, and the video projector is on...

-Alright it's noted. -How are you?

Can I ask you, please?

-Yes, no problem! -THANKS.

-But please! -Ciao.

-Ciao. Wait, wait! -What?

Anything... - Oh dear.

- It's not going at all... - What's wrong with you?

-I dunno.

-Cool! - Yes, very cool.

- So, to us.

-For internships, we are always faced with the same problem:

companies benefit from tax exemptions,

and they don't want to take our young people,

so I wanted to know where it is on that side.

What are we doing?

-Students do not know how to write a cover letter.

It's not their fault, we never taught them,

but something needs to be done.

-That's a great idea, I'm thinking French, Rachel?

-Yes. I had thought of that too. We had already mentioned it,

that in the autobiographical curriculum,

on the autobiographical narrative, forgiveness, and on the self-narrative,

we could do the preparation for cover letters.

- That would be great.

-Very well, perfect.

We're going to go to the association "Come see my taf" so...

-Oh shit, Paul... -Hi, Rachel.

- Yeah, hi!

-Damn, did you forget? -No!

Not at all, no! -No? Didn't you forget?

-I'm sorry.

-You really suck. -I have guitar, I couldn't say on Tuesday.

Are you sure I told you Tuesday?

-I'm not your driver, I'll drop you off at the first metro.

What time is your lesson?

- What is this watch? Do you wear watches?

-It's a gift. -A gift?

-It's a present from my father.

Do not start.

If I tell you it's from a girl, you're gonna laugh.

I'm not going to blame. I don't have to feel guilty.

-I said nothing.

-I know you. We haven't been together for eight years.

Eight years and I still justify myself. I am sick.

Who is "Ali Guitar"?

-Ouch! Careful, shit.

-Health!

- Hi, Ali. -Hi.

- Goodbye, boss. - Hi, Ali.

-Oui?

-No no nothing. -Ah.

- Go ahead, please.

Pardon.

-Where are you going? -Eh?

-Where are you going?

-Or I'll? I'm going where you're going...

And you? -Bah...

It's crazy because that's exactly where I'm going.

-Not? -Yes!

-It's amazing!

Let's go together.

Want to go for a drink?

-Yeah.

- A red coke, with a long coffee.

No, not red, sorry. A coke zero rather. Yes excuse me.

No, uh, uh...

No, not zero.

- Are you always like that? -No.

There, for example, I'm just a little nervous.

-And then if not? -Sorry sir.

I'll take you a coke zero, with a long one, and at the same time.

- A coke, a coffee? -So.

-At the same time. -All right.

-I'm going to knock out the enamel on my teeth tonight.

-Hold.

-One.

-I'm just dropping you a coffee.

-Are you rinsing your eye?

- No, I think you're handsome.

- No, I don't see you, where are you?

Eh? No but are you kidding me?

We're gonna miss the shofar. 7:53 p.m. Nevermind!

I was looking for you! -We were supposed to meet at the subway.

-It was a little precise all the same. -Yeah.

-Calme.

-And he has a 4 year old little girl. -OK, how is she?

-I haven't met her yet.

-His ex. How is she? - Oh, his ex?

I only know her from afar. - Wait, I have a flash.

She wanted a second child, he didn't.

Suddenly, she cheated on him, he knew it.

She returned to the arms of her first love of youth,

a guy from lay scouts, a Christophe.

You know what I mean?

-So they have a five-year-old girl, and he's gone?

- No, dad, he hasn't left.

I just said it was she who left him.

- If he is so good, why did she leave him?

- Oh dear... - But what a joke!

-I was asking a question! - You are aging badly!

-I'm not aging badly. I leave Margaret, my acupuncturist.

She told me I was fine!

She got me back in shape. It heals everything, that's it.

-Of course.

I want his number, Simon has hives at the moment.

-Ah good?

Purulent? -No. I can't talk about it, it's...

I knew that was the kind of joke not to be made.

- Does it have pimples? - But everywhere?

-And you, Rachel?

-What? -For internships.

-What? - Did you fill in the table?

-No, I didn't fill in the table, but I have someone.

-Yeah?

The name of the referent? -Benattia, Ali.

-OK. A number or an email? -06 45 15 68 22.

-A description?

-Brown, 1m95, sporty... -No, but the job, what branch?

-Designer automobile.

-That's great. -Yeah, I know.

Dylan?

Dylan? Can you stay for two seconds?

Just two seconds.

-Yes? -Did you finally find your internship?

I have something that might interest you.

-Quoi?

-You told me about the carnival with your uncles,

that you liked to know how the machines worked.

Designer automobile.

I think you might like it.

-And where is it?

-It's at Croix de Chavaux.

- Forget it, I'm not interested.

-The school pays for all transportation that week.

And the company pays for all the lunches.

OK?

You think and you tell me.

-Merci.

Where are the ashtrays again?

-The cabinet above the TV.

To be!

-Hello, Mrs. Diabara... -Excuse us.

-No, you're not bothering me... -Come in, come in!

- Finally, we meet! -Good evening.

- Pleased, Ali.

- Mia, delighted.

-Ali.

I want to meet her.

I want to meet Leila.

-Ah good?

- Well of course, you doubted it?

-Non.

It's not obvious, you know, other people's children sometimes...

-People who have children complain about it all the time.

It is to ward off the happiness of having it.

- I confirm you, she is adorable.

But she can be very naughty too.

You're a bit far there, come on.

Come on me. Take that off, it's hot.

Do you have any? -No.

-I am the only one?

- You're the only one.

And me, am I the only one?

Oh, Ali!

- Wait, I'm counting.

- I don't take the pill.

- We will do otherwise.

-Bonjour.

-So. Rachel, Leila.

-Bonjour!

- Are you saying hello?

- But what do I see?

I was expecting a little girl, she's a big one. How old are you?

-Politeness, do you answer or not? - Four and a half years.

-And half. - And a half, it's important!

-No no no! -Oh yes...

-No, no, Leïla! -Bah yes!

-Whether? -Come on!

- Well if, then.

-Which ones do you want? - Those! At the top!

-Is this your favorite? -Yes!

-Rainbows? -Yes.

-Me too.

Could I ask you for the candy packet? THANKS.

Merci.

- Are you saying thank you? -THANKS.

- Did you say thank you? - Yes, she said it.

-Question food, it's not joy.

On the field deserted by the army of the Grand Duke,

wonder bears discover a lot of tricks.

- What generosity, these men! Look at.

They left us lots of things.

-Saltpeter, an elegant and ambitious bear.

He is fascinated by men. Maybe a little too much.

-Grandma comes to my room, he tells me stories.

- It's not true... - Yes.

-Dad, does he know or is it your secret?

-It's a secret!

Grandma, come!

-Yes come.

Do not move. - The nice dog.

-Do not move.

-What are you doing here? Downright?

-Yes yes.

-It's time, let's go to bed.

Come on, come on. You say good night, my night?

-Good night. -Why does he call you my night?

-Because Leïla,

it means night in arabic.

-That's so beautiful. So good night, my night.

-Are you kissing? - Can I give you a little kiss?

-Voilà...

-We're going to put on our pajamas... -...jama!

- Brush your... - Teeth!

-And we're going to read a... -History!

-Grr grr is the monster behind Bernard's mom!

"Not now, Bernard," said the mother.

She thinks it's her son again.

The monster bites Bernard's dad's leg...

"Not now, Bernard" said the dad.

Are you still staying a while?

-Oui.

All the same.

Quoi?

How are you?

-If it bothers me that she finds you when you wake up,

it's not because it would go wrong.

It's just that...

I need to talk to Alice about it first.

- Yeah, it's between you, it's your story.

And you don't have to justify yourself, Ali.

You know...

Me, slowly, I'm fine.

You know, I find that admirable, actually.

You are a nice guy.

- Wait... - What?

- You haven't finished your sentence there.

I'm a nice guy, but what?

Nevertheless, is that it?

- Well, despite everything.

-Chut.

-Papa!

-Do you hear a noise? I heard something.

-Papa!

-No wait. -Dad!

- She's going to go back to sleep.

Attends.

-Papa!

-Go ahead. -I will be back!

What's the matter? -I just had a nightmare.

I was afraid. - Is it because of the story?

- Yes... I want to sleep in your bed.

-No. That's forbidden.

-I'm going to your bed. -I said no. Where are you going?

-I'm going to your bed.

-No, Leïla, what did we say? Shit...

- Yes, what do you want?

Want a cigarette? Fire? Some water?

Sorry.

Are you cold? -No not at all.

How are you?

-Oui...

It's not follicle-level madness.

I see some, but not many.

-What does it mean?

-It means that if you want a child,

it is now.

You want some?

-Oui.

-Why did you wait so long?

Do you have the dad?

-I just met someone, yes.

-Listen to me. If you throw

something assisted is now.

Hurry up! It's like a countdown that has started.

You know it.

-And how much time do I have left?

-I ask myself the same question every morning.

-SO?

-It's not an exact science. - How much approximately?

-Think that months are like years.

Now I'm going to look at your breasts.

-Pardon? - Your breasts.

-Oh, pardon.

- Can I try this one?

- Yeah it's for you.

Tell me,

it's going to look weird to you,

but do you remember if mom was already menopausal or not?

-I have no idea.

Just ask Wiseman.

For what?

-Not like that.

-Like that?

You have time, Rachel.

Non?

-Come on, let's talk about something else.

-OK. Let's talk about daddy's prostate, right?

You are dark!

You distract me!

Wait, because I wanted to do something...

You know that?

-HAPPY BIRTHDAY

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

MIA

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

-Nine years! -Go ahead!

-Yeah, baby.

I'm in love with you.

-Merci...

Pardon, pardon, continue.

Sorry, sorry, start again.

Me too me too.

-I want to cum inside you, can I?

-Oui!

-My love.

-Yeah. Mow, strong, very well.

Not bad... Try not to let go, okay?

-I am Jeanne, Elsa's mother.

-Bonjour.

I am Ali's friend, Leïla's mother-in-law.

-Nice to meet you. -Nice to meet you.

-Alice told me about you.

- Badly, I hope. -Oh dear.

If you knew!

Sorry, I didn't have the strength to bring Leïla back.

-No worries, Jane.

-Here we go. We tidy!

-Merci!

Leila!

- We have the same apple juice...

-A SPEECH, A SPEECH! -No no.

No, I do not want!

-COME ON!

-I was sure of it.

-Not in German!

-I prepared a small piece of paper.

No but...

Well, as you can imagine,

I have seen students pass by.

And a bunch, all the time.

I am part of the walls.

This college is a bit like my second home,

and maybe even the first...

-How are you?

-Yes, I am fine.

No, I have heatstroke.

Yeah, that's good there.

-Are you leaving for a while?

Are you leaving for a bit? - Yes, we are going to the Camargue!

- "We", it's your husband and you? You didn't tell me, are you married?

-No, no, it's my boyfriend and his daughter.

- It's great, the Camargue. -Yeah.

- Just watch out for mosquitoes.

-Do you think, in this period?

- No, it's fine.

If you put on a good coat of mail, you'll be fine.

It's better? -Yep I'm fine!

-Do you want some champagne? -No thanks.

-A little drop? - No, it's fine.

- Make way for young people, in this vocation that is ours!

-I'm giving you a massage!

It feels good?

-Oh yes. Thank you very much that's nice of you.

Too good, that.

Stay in your seat, my angel.

-Are you still sick at heart? -No.

-You're sure? -Yes!

-How are you?

-That will make us 18.80, please.

-I'll take this too.

- So, and this one...

27,80. -Merci.

-Yeah! Come, my darling!

Right, right, honey.

-Look at! -That's great!

-Too bad we're far from the restaurant.

-It's okay, it's not that far.

-Well yes, if we want to go to dinner and leave her alone...

-I did not think about that. I see if there is another one?

- No, don't worry, everything is fine.

- Oh no, he's not here.

- Do you have a network?

- Uh no, not there...

-There is network in the bathroom.

The view is beautiful!

-The horses are right there,

next to us.

-Look, look, this one...

He is handsome!

There was a mosquito!

-I have the impression that the world has entered a kind of neurosis...

-That's to say?

- Well, that is to say,

we are told that we have the right to dream of a happy world,

and we realize that the world is just that.

That's what drives everyone crazy.

-You're kidding me? I prefer to imagine that the world is big,

rather than blinding myself and settling for my piece of land...

-Yes... That's the difference between us.

You're an idealist, I'm a pragmatist.

-No, no, no.

You are a serene.

And I am dissatisfied.

-Yeah.

Yeah... And we're a little drunk too.

-A little?

Chat.

I'm sorry. -Enough to?

-Well, it's not the vacation you dreamed of.

-Scratch my back in the upper right instead of talking bullshit.

-Come and see the spectacle of the Camargue

with Guillaume, who will overcome the bull

who is called Swedish...

- Do you like it, darling? Do you like it?

- A round of applause for Guillaume.

-Oh shit.

-Leila?

Leila?

Leila?

Leila!

Leila?

My heart!

We said you had to let us know if you were playing elsewhere!

-I played with the others at perched cat.

-I was scared, I went to get a pancake for you,

then I saw you more...

Where have you been?

-Come on!

Go ahead! Give him... Neymar! -Hush.

-Excuse me, yeah, if you want, I'll stop...

- Yeah, stop it.

Non!

-Even if we don't like football, it's a great game!

-Ah OK.

-Come on! Yes! Come on!

Oh no! No no! Excuse me, stop!

Step back, I have more network.

Whore!

Go ahead, back up, back up.

Ah! We scored!

We scored! -Hush, shut up!

-We scored! We scored!

We're not getting carried away, it's an equalizer.

You don't want me to take it? -No, no, no, go ahead!

-We won! We won! We won!

We're in the final!

- We make the sandwich.

- Oh, the sandwich!

- You are the bread and I am the cheese.

-Okay... -Do you know what it is?

-No way!

-Look at.

We do it like that. You hug me.

-Oh, squeeze you, okay.

-And dad, you hug me behind.

-All right. -Okay, like this.

-Stronger. -Mash the cheese.

-She's really beautiful.

She is adorable. -Yes.

-What's your name? -Leila.

-Leila, how old are you? -Five years.

- Oh, you're a big girl.

What does she look like to you.

It's incredible. -THANKS.

-You are so pretty!

-What were we doing...

- Ladies and gentlemen, in a few moments...

- No, mom won't be at the station.

- I want to see her right away.

-As soon as we arrive in Paris, I'll take you home

and you'll see mum, okay?

We had a great weekend, right?

-I want to see mom.

Right away.

Where is she, mom?

I want to see mum right away.

Maman!

- No, honey, you're not running. Leila! Leila!

It sucks!

- Dad, hurry up! I want to see mom!

-She is not there! Stopped!

No, you stop right there. Oh oh!

Leila, you stop!

No, she's not here! You're annoying!

Leila, you obey. Leila...

Stop!

- Dad, hurry up! I want to see mom!

-There, you're boring! There, I warn you, wait for me.

-Yes hello?

What is happening?

I don't understand anything, where are you?

I'm coming. I'm coming, don't move.

Quoi?

Quoi?

Tell me please.

What's the matter?

-I am pregnant.

-My little sister.

My darling little sister who is having a baby.

-I know...

- But you wanted to have a child?

-No! Finally...

It's an accident, it's a great accident, but...

What am I going to do? -How so?

- Well, my thesis,

Simon, the apartment, all that...

-Chut.

You're a little happy

or not at all?

SO? - Well yes, yes.

-OK. -I'm super happy.

- So it's going to be fine.

The question does not arise, come on.

It'll be OK.

What good news.

Do you know who the father is?

-You're with!

-Hello how are you?

Hello, Alice. I am Rachel.

-Yes I know. Nice, hello, Rachel.

I got my brushes tangled.

I got the week wrong. I have more brains.

-I am going to leave you. -No, it's settled like that with Ali.

I wait for her, I kiss her and then I leave her to you!

- Yeah, okay.

-I have the impression that there is my daughter

who is martyring yours.

-Go for it!

-Maman!

- Oh it is.

Want your snack? I have a compote there.

-No thanks.

-Hi! - Well then, yes the kisses,

hello to Rachel. -How are you?

- Me too, of course, but still!

Are you driving? -Yes, with Ali's.

-Hit! - No, you didn't...

-Touche!

- And then we, see you soon.

See you next week.

Hello, my little angel. -Goodbye Mom.

-Goodbye My Love.

- How are you, Alice?

You are quite pale.

- No, but seeing Jeanne like that makes me...

-You're crying.

She's a great friend of yours?

I get it, it's so sad.

It'll be fine, I'm sure.

-I don't want her to see me...

- No, she doesn't see you there.

-Thank you, Rachel. It happens...

- Yes, it happens.

-Oui.

-See you soon. -See you soon.

-Why are you doing this?

Do you know how lucky it is to do an internship here?

- No, but he works, when he is there.

Except when he strips the local supplies.

-What? - It's nothing, Rachel, who cares.

-But no! Alright, Dylan, that's enough.

You express yourself there, shit. I'm talking to you.

-I don't understand this job, I want something simple.

-Simple. Simple how?

-I don't know, telephony,

Restoration...

-It's not the same thing. Say what you prefer:

it's telephony,

it's restoration, what is it?

-Restoration.

- Well, that's great.

OK, agreed.

We offered lots of internships in catering, didn't you see?

- Yes, I saw...

- So why didn't you...

-I'll let you settle that. - We'll finish quickly.

- Goodbye, Dylan. -Ali...

I'm sorry.

-I don't care if you're sorry.

I don't want that, I want you to move on.

People don't care about you.

So move your ass a little.

OK?

Do you love yourself that little?

You forgot your coat.

-I don't have a coat.

-Are you serious?

-I'm not cold.

-How much did you pay him?

-That's not the point...

-That's not the subject... Yes, that's the subject.

If I was mean, I'd say it's narcissism.

Since I love you, I'll say you're too good.

Didn't I tell you he was going to get pissed off?

I know kids like that.

Oh.

But what are you doing here?

What are you doing here?

-Why Rachel, she is there all the time?

-Because she's my lover.

- It's mom, your lover. -But no.

I love mom, but Rachel is my lover.

-Non.

- You're tired, let's go to bed.

- But why is she there all the time?

-She is often there, not all the time.

- I want her to go away.

- Did you lower the heat on the sauce?

You know it doesn't mean anything, she's five!

At that age, it means nothing.

-Of course I know,

but that doesn't stop me from feeling sorry.

-I don't know.

-You do not know what? -I don't know, you're all over yourself.

She does the same to her mother! And to me too!

-I'm on a loop on me, are you serious?

From the beginning, I aligned myself with your schedule.

I met her when you wanted.

I dine and sleep when it suits you.

Same for holidays, day care.

-I didn't think it was concessions.

-Stop Please. Stopped.

Are you pretending not to understand that I'm attached to her?

Me too, I have everything. I have to deal with his sulks, his moods.

Except that I actually...

I will remain an extra.

-You're exaggerating. - No, I'm not exaggerating.

I don't know what it's like to have what she gives you

when she gives it to you.

At the end of the day, you are his mother and father, forever.

I'm ashamed, that's it.

-Enough to? -From this conversation!

-But why?

-She is banal, I find myself banal.

That girl in the street who tells you "I want a child".

I blame you for making me realize that.

-Rachel, I know how old you are.

And I'm not 25 either.

More...

We have time, we have all the time.

- Exactly not that much.

I'm afraid it won't be possible soon.

- Compassionate God who dwells in heaven,

grant perfect rest on the wings of the divine presence,

in this supreme abode of the saints and the pure

whose name shines like the light of the firmament

to the soul of our mother Nora, daughter of Joseph of the house of Lévy...

-WHO HAS GONE FOR ETERNITY.

SO THE MERCIFUL

WILL COVER HER ETERNALLY WITH HIS PROTECTIVE WINGS

AND WILL JOIN HIS SOUL IN THE DIVIDE OF LIFE.

THE LORD AND HER LEGACY, MAY SHE REST IN PEACE. AMEN.

-AMEN.

-Did you only wear one?

- Exactly, I asked myself the question.

I don't know. Well, I don't know if he's considered alive already.

or if until he's fully alive, that's not life.

You follow me? -Yes.

-Precisely in Judaism,

the fetus is not considered a full human being.

-Ah OK.

Are we the only ones OK with abortion? I love the idea.

-According to the Mishna, to take the life of a newborn, even of a few hours,

it's a crime.

But in the case of a fetus, there,

it is debatable, it depends on the rabbis.

-But suddenly one or two?

-Engage! Gear up. - And there, I pass in second?

-And there, you go second.

Stop... -OK, well yes, yes, yes.

-Gently! - We're not going to crush anyone here.

- It's not for them that I'm afraid, it's for my car.

-Your car is two centuries old already.

- Well, we'll see Foufounette. OK? -OK.

It was a long time ago! Do you think she changed Foufounette?

-Let go of the hairs at Foufounette,

this unfortunate.

- But yes, we do what we want!

- Well anyway, where she is, she won't move anymore.

-It's super funny.

-Foufounette would be a great podcast topic.

I would like to tell his story, potentially a made-up story,

because nobody knows Foufounette.

I think she had a relationship with Richard...

-That's a happy case, Linda Lo, we all agree, huh...

What do we write to Linda Lo?

- For me, it is immediately congratulations.

- That's an excellent average. - We don't often agree.

-That's why we should be happy. SO...

Oh, uh...

Dylan Leclou. I think we are all in agreement too?

Relay class, I'm not taking it again next year.

-I agree, Fadila. It's not possible.

Too much absenteeism. It's even more absenteeism.

He comes when he wants, and when I say that, it's very rare,

he is more absent than present.

There is a difficult context in the family,

but that's no reason to excuse everything.

- Sorry, can I say something?

I agree with your observation.

But we did not mobilize all our resources.

And there are still things to do, to undertake,

with other students in the past, we have done more,

we can't give up.

The relay class for me is not possible.

-Rachel, you can't afford to say that we gave up.

And then did you see his notes?

-The notes, we know what it means and what it does not mean.

-I know he would need...

- It's not him who would need it, it's us who need him.

Finally from him, from them.

Of his generation. We can't say at 16, it's over

and that there is more hope. This is not possible.

Me, I felt at home, I saw concretely,

an opening, a space.

I have to hear this, I can't take my hand away.

Otherwise it makes more sense, actually. Otherwise what, where are we?

Passing? No.

It is important.

-I agree with Rachel.

Of course, he is well below the class median. It's true.

But I have seen progress in speaking and in the area of ​​initiative

and we are obliged to notice it.

He is 16 years old. He still has the right to a chance.

-He shows no will.

- He showed some. -In my class, he shows it.

-In one out of 10 class...

-It has the merit of being heard all the same what he says.

They are right. He is only 16 years old.

-Shall we save it for next year? We agree?

- We'll take care of that.

- Well, we keep it.

- We keep it.

- Rejoice too, that's it.

We find Dylan next year.

-Which?

What's the matter?

-What is it, little darling? -It's for me?

Can I show it to Rachel?

-Oui.

-It is too beautiful, this drawing.

My wives.

-So there it is. - Is this my birthday present?

- No, it's not your birthday present.

Your gift will be Saturday and it will be a surprise!

-A suprise? -Yes!

-Yeah!

Yippee!

-How are you, sweetheart?

-Oui!

-Wait for me, Leila. Oh!

-Maman!

- Oh my captain! How's it going?

Hello Sweetie! Oh dear.

-How are you?

-Good morning! -Good morning.

-You have already met, I believe?

- Well yes, to judo!

I had come by to pay for the mail, and I wanted to talk to you about Jeanne.

-I may leave you. Sorry, I...

I'm going up and waiting for you. -I'm coming.

-See you soon. -Yes, see you soon!

-I want to pee. - Yeah, wait.

Can you take Leïla with you? She wants to pee.

I'm coming. Go ahead, darling. -Come!

-She is great! - Yeah, she's great.

-I want to pee...

-Yes. Focus on the numbers.

-She's going to come up, mom?

-I don't know, I don't think so, no.

- Pee, pee, pee, pee. -Quick quick quick.

-Cheeks, cheeks, cheeks.

Look, Rachel!

Like that, see if I press the button!

Are you listening to me, Rachel?

- Two seconds, sweetheart.

-Look how well I'm doing. -Show me.

You are a professional spinning top.

Can you give me two seconds?

-No. - Yes, you told me.

I have to finish this,

what will my students say if I don't correct?

What is he doing, dad? -I don't know.

-Me neither.

-The news is bad

about Elsa's mother.

Alice says expect the worst.

It drives me crazy to have to tell Leïla that if ever...

-The first thing to say to him, in my opinion,

it's reassuring her about her own mother.

That it can't happen to him, his mom isn't sick.

-I know, but Alice doesn't want us to talk about it. Very short.

- Oh, but why?

You absolutely have to talk to him about it, I assure you.

You have to be able to name things so that she can talk about them.

I know what I mean.

-I know, but you know Alice.

Finally, no, you don't know her,

but when she has something in mind...

-If she has something in mind...

What's planned for Saturday?

-SATURDAY?

-Leila's birthday.

We have it, I thought of something...

-I was going to tell you...

We're going to do this at Alice's parents.

They are in Essonne.

They have a big garden.

It's hard to say no to your grandparents.

-I said nothing.

-Don't feel left out, my Rachel.

It's just that...

This year, it was easier to do this one as a family.

- Mobile phones are prohibited for everyone during the events.

-Chut.

-Rachel,

we are with my parents in Essonne.

I wanted to say thank you for understanding.

Leila is talking about you. See you soon, Alice.

Wait for me!

-How are you?

-AVERAGE.

-Do you have something planned this afternoon? -Yes.

- Stop, you have nothing planned.

- Yes, I assure you. -But no.

I feel that you have nothing planned.

Come on, I'll take you to lunch.

-I was with my high school sweetheart, Paul.

He works at a big newspaper today.

I thought...

We're not going to think about it, then one day,

it will happen and we will keep it.

It will be like that, it will be obvious.

Then this day came.

And I didn't keep it.

He was mad at me, I think. He would have liked it.

But... we never talked about it again.

And I know that...

Non.

What?

-If I still had my mother with me, I would have made a different decision.

-She is dead

when were you how old?

-Nine years.

-It's small to lose your mother.

What did she die of?

- From a car accident.

I was with her.

- Oh yeah, it's violent.

-But I think...

That's why I'm so late.

I even wait until it's too late. Because it reminds me of her.

- Is it that bad not to have one?

-Serious, no.

I don't think a woman is complete just by having one, but...

I even believe that somewhere I'm proud to belong

to the community of women who have none,

but still. It's like...

A huge collective experience that the whole world is going through

and to which I do not have access.

-I would have forced you to have a child for me.

-You say that because you are a child yourself.

Sorry, Vincent.

Look at.

It is day.

-Ready?

Let's go!

-Dad! -How are you?

-I knocked the judo teacher down and hurt myself.

-Oh dear, all that? -At my feet.

-All that...

Oh shit.

Shit, shit.

Holy shit.

No, Leïla, don't do that, please.

I drive there. - I have a stomach ache.

I feel like throwing up.

- We're coming, we're going to open the windows.

- I really want to vomit.

- Breathe.

How are you. Okay okay.

You put your belt back on, it's too important.

You put your belt back on now!

Put your belt back on!

Put it back.

You get attached. -I am going to throw up.

-No, no, no!

Oh is.

It's not true...

Wait...

Shit!

Take. Alright, we're almost there.

We're going to stop for a bit.

How do those shitty buttons work?

SO. Are you OK my angel?

Come on, I'll put your belt back on. How are you?

You were scared?

OK.

It's ok now. This happened.

Sorry for yelling.

-Leila!

My baby!

My night!

My love!

How's it going?

-GOOD. - No sore?

-Non.

-I was afraid.

I was afraid.

How are you? -Pardon.

- Have you seen a doctor? - Yes, it's nothing.

-And you, have you seen a doctor? -Yes.

-No? Yes?

You weren't hurt? No bobo? -No.

We're going to go home, okay?

What do you want to do?

-Do you know that Louana gave birth?

-Ha, fine. How did that happen?

-GOOD.

Why didn't you tell me?

-Say what?

-That Jeanne was dead.

-I didn't want to bother you with that.

With this sad news.

- Bother me? But it's my life too.

Ali, look at me.

I only have one life, it's with you.

What happens to you, happens to me too and vice versa, right?

- I was wrong, I have it all wrong.

Pardon. -No but...

-I know, Rachel. I know.

Here I am tired.

-Leave me! Shit!

-Rachel, stop!

I do not love him anymore. No, it's true, Rachel.

-Stop Please...

-I think that deep down, neither does she.

It's no coincidence that we meet around a funeral.

She shouldn't have asked me that.

To try again, to ask me to come back.

More...

Now that she asked me, I can't tell her no.

-I understand.

Actually, no, I don't understand.

For what?

-For Leila.

Now she's here, she's in my life.

My choices aren't just my choices.

I'm not going to tell you that you'll ever understand, but...

- But that's what you do.

-That's what I think.

I sincerely, deeply wish that this happens to you.

Really. Even if it won't be with me.

-I understood it.

I feel trapped.

- I too am trapped.

-Trap? You, but what are you trapped in?

You want to love, you love. You don't want kids, you don't have any.

You still want children, it's when you want.

What are you stuck with? Nothing at all.

For me, it's too late.

-I'm trapped because I love you.

-Stop Please.

Stopped.

-Aren't you sleeping?

-I'm not sleepy.

Why are you crying?

-I'm not crying, sweetheart.

- Did you have a nightmare? - A little nightmare that will pass.

- Here, take my moon. -THANKS.

How nice.

-I don't want you to cry.

Shall we make a sandwich?

- Yes, we're making a sandwich.

Do you make the cheese?

-The salad. - The salad, okay.

One.

- Dad, you make the bread.

-I'll go. - No, stay here.

-Come on.

- I have to go, it's late. -No stay.

-Come on, sweetheart. -No.

Stay.

-We are going to sleep. -To bed.

-Stay here. -Darling.

-Do you promise me that you will stay?

-All right. So, see you tomorrow morning.

I'll make you breakfast.

- Good night, Rachel.

- Good night, my night.

I blame you, Ali.

-I know.

-I know you know.

-Rachel!

-How are you, sweetheart? -Yes.

-It was? It went well?

It was great? -Look at my casserole!

- Did you make a casserole?

Come on, I got you your snack. Let's go?

Do you remember we used to go for a walk?

Attention!

- So, who will take me to judo? -Lots of people.

Lots of people you love.

- Will we still see each other?

-Leïla, it's more me who will decide.

But maybe yes.

But much less than before.

Doesn't mean I won't think of you.

-One, two, three, presto.

Is it because you are going to die? -No.

No no not at all.

I will be alive.

-So, are you going on a trip?

- No, I'll be...

I'll be in the same town, I'll be alive,

but we won't see each other like before.

-Are we going on vacation, you and me?

- No, we won't go on vacation anymore.

You see, that's over.

-I'm sad then.

-No. No, I do not want.

I don't want you to be sad.

Never.

So you don't forget me, but you don't think about me too much.

All right?

-Good morning. -Hello, Alice.

Voilà.

-Maman!

-I'm sorry, Rachel.

-Non.

It's Ali who makes me suffer, it's not you.

We're going to stop apologizing on behalf of men.

Bye.

- Goodbye, Rachel. - Goodbye, Alice.

Bye.

-I'll get the mail, I'm coming.

-SATURDAY...

Sunday.

-Hello, Rachel.

There are still ways, you know?

But the chances are slim.

-Yes I know.

-Do you talk about it with the dad?

-There is no more dad.

But yes, we'll see.

Life is short and long.

-Oui.

Life is long.

-Merci.

- Can you keep it for 5 minutes? -My baby!

- Go ahead, there's no problem.

-Can I leave you? -Yes of course.

- Will you leave mom alone?

-I leave you with Aunt. -Mom will leave you alone too.

-Yes go on! Go for it.

-I leave you.

- See you later, darling.

-Look, you dropped your cookie.

Look, my little darling.

Look, have you seen this?

Did you see that?

Voilà.

-Even! Come!

Grandma, lie down!

Do not move!

-Leila!

Leila!

-OK, it's fine!

Arnaud, we start with the library.

- Sorry, I'm in the dark. Oh shit! Damn, excuse me.

- No, stay!

-Madame Friedman?

I can?

-Dylan!

Yes of course!

But you...

You, you... You work here?

-Yeah. It's amazing to see you there. Do you come often?

-Sometimes yes.

Are you a server? - Leader, be careful.

-It's amazing. -Mimo!

She doesn't pay the lady, put on my bill.

- Attention, I will come back every day.

-I am happy to see you. It's a sign.

-A sign of what? - Fate.

You haven't changed at all.

-Oh yes.

It's not serious.

Are you okay here? - Yeah, seriously.

It's cool. There is a good team.

-Glad you work in a place you like.

-Merci.

I'm sorry.

-Enough to?

-For everything. I was a little jerk. I made you drool over it.

I often thought of you and I never came to see you.

- The important thing is that you can do without me.

-Are you still at Maurice Ravel? -Yes.

And then, we see each other now.

It is repaired.

-If I wanted to see you in recent years,

it was to thank you.

I wanted to tell you that you marked me.

I wanted to tell you that...

That I haven't forgotten you.

-Dylan, you come here, we need you.

- I'll be back, don't move.