All language subtitles for La contre-allée (1991).720p

Just a moment.

Do you see it over there?
That's the evening star.

- Do you see it?
- There? - Yes.

And next to it is Regulus.

Do you think you become
a star when you die?

I don't believe in much.

It's good not to know,

if it makes life meaningful.

Yes.

Finally, I think hard about how to
believe anything.

I myself came to Italy
to be her first customer.

It's good to see you again.

I need my cup this morning.

Aspirin bubbles against
champagne bubbles.

First round.

Will there be more?

Already gone

and not ready to return.

You'll have to figure it out
a bit on your own.

The chocolate is drinkable.

I'm hiring you as
an adoptive mother.

If it works.

We'll be Parisians for a while.

And we can always have
a great vacation together.

No, but I'll better get dressed,
otherwise I'll be late.

You see? You'll miss this picture.

This educational comment really sucks.

You see, I have a cousin, she had an English
friend, another Italian, another Spanish.

So there, I mean,
she spoke all the languages.

Me, I had an English teacher in Africa.
He was great.

- Really?
- I'm sure you would have liked English.

But what do you want in
school? Only early retirees

as teachers. How can you make progress?

But the gym teacher is great, isn't she?

You don't catch a fly with vinegar,
as my mother would say.

We should make a journal,
I'll take care of the horoscope.

And with social gossip.

You'll do it. I'll be watching.

- Yes, we could do it at your place.
- Would you like it?

This guy looks cute.

I don't mind.

Why? Don't you like boys?

I think I prefer men.

It's sexy.

I would not have thought that.

Dad?

Dad?

Marie,

you'll have to make your
chocolate by yourself.

I have an urgent report in Brazil.

I couldn't wait for you to come
home from school, Marie.

I'll leave you a picture of me
as an apology.

Don't make that face, Marie.

And don't get nostalgic.

I called Pierre.
He's still in Paris. Call him.

I give you a big hug.

Can't you watch out when you cross?

- Does it hurt?
- Yes.

Where does it hurt?

You can't walk.
I'll bring you to the hospital.

Does it hurt?

It is bearable.

Never seen so many people anyway.

I think we fell in
the middle of a firefight.

Don't move.
I'm going to look for a doctor.

I am diabetic.

Ouch!

Hello, I'm Mrs. Holborn.

It's a sprained knee.

Follow me.
She is still sleeping.

It was great! I'm back from maintenance.

What's up?

It took you a long time,
Mrs. Yvette.

I had a coffee before coming down.
I spend my whole life with the cellars.

Cheers!

Second round!

You're too kind, Madame Yvette.

You're welcome.

You're on the same drink
for 20 minutes now.

Come on!

Hell, this could hurt.

Hello?

Good evening.
I am the child's aunt.

Mary Holborn.

She was hit by a car around 12 p.m. today.

Come on, gentlemen.

Traffic jams do not occur
because women are in traffic.

- What the hell are you doing?
- In your cards,

you can square them
with stupid spades.

- Do you have problems?
- I had a car accident.

Damned.

- But how?
- By a child.

She threw herself on the hood.

- Is it serious?
- I hope not.

It's such a nice car.

And the little one?

A scratch on the right fender.

What are you reading?

I don't know.
I'm only at the beginning.

You easily could be disqualified
in your shitty story.

- Has anyone seen you?
- But of course.

- Someone in the hospital.
- Maybe you shouldn't have done it.

I'm not going to leave her on the
sidewalk. We are already too many.

That's epic.

When you have so many spikes in your game,
you can't go out, my dear.

- And how would I do work?
- Well no, my cutie.

No, thanks. I've stopped.

It's because of my heart.

So you stop everything.

Yes, it's really bad for my heart.

Because I don't enjoy it at all.

What a day!

I should go to bed.

So...

I was afraid you would be bored.
Did you find the buns?

But I don't like them.

Marie, did you have your head in the air,
when you hit that car?

My head wasn't in the air.
I had my head in Brazil.

You'll have to file a statement
at the police station.

No.

I don't want to talk to police officers.

Alright, Mom.
Vero has just arrived.

It's not my fault if the...

What you've got here!

Yes, yes. They gave me on prescription.

Oh, good.

My mom always says: You can't take
bladders for lanterns.

You know, there is a party at Patricia's
next Saturday and guess who'll be there.

- Olivier?
- Yes.

It's kind of hard here, huh?

The nurses are nice.

Well, it would be better you were
dead, as my mother would say.

I think your mom really has
expressions like a janitor.

It's normal, she is a janitor.

Are you diabetic?

I think it was an
old man's disease.

Have you ever seen a dog sneeze?

Well, yes.

That's why the common
cold isn't a dog's disease.

Yeah, a diabetic virgin.

Are you a case?

It's not worth
repeating it to everyone.

It's my mom who's the janitor, not me.

I'm sure he wears boxer shorts and
not kangaroo pocket panties like my dad.

- What's this? Kangaroo panties?
- Oh dear, I will tell you.

You see, these are panties
with a front pocket.

To put the little one like that,
so it can jump in piece.

Here, for the locker room.

Was it your piggy bank?

No, I quit smoking.
It's my savings.

Okay, cute.

- You need help?
- No thanks.

Look, there's Pierrot,
she can't be far.

The thirteen and
the two in the fifth.

Why this one?

It's worth nothing.

Some people like it.
It depends on your taste.

It depends on the age.

Well, Marlboro for my bronchial tubes.
Tap to tap for my nails.

Anything else?

No. That's my piggy bank.

When will you break yours?
Come and see me?

Are you kidding?

You fit together well.

Okay, Pierrot.

Pierrot, my big boss.

The boss looks like an endive.

That's what I keep telling the boss.

They raided that night?

No, just routine.

Nimble rabbit and his barnyard.

We work some minutes and
he gets the money.

You know what I mean? We
are the boss's cash cows.

It's normal.

When you have breasts like yours,
it inevitably spurs you on.

- But what about my breasts?
- We have cute breasts, my girl.

Well...

You have a new top.

Yes,

I knitted it during the breaks.
With my little hands.

That's normal: When your name
is Emmanuelle, it's liquor

or it's knitting.

Manu inherited both.

...

- Yes, go ahead.
- I'll put a little more.

...

A man like that turns a
woman into a cleaning lady.

If I win one day, I’ll go back to the countryside
with arms full of gifts like a Christmas tree.

Stop whining.

Sounds like you're
laughing at all this.

I'm of a happy nature.

Little Marie.

I hope you got away with it.

I couldn't call because
I was always on the move.

We're always on the move here.

You'd remember soon enough.

Ask Pierre to set up the telescope.

The Evening Star will be watching
you every night at midnight.

I kiss you.

It was a lot of boring stuff
to catch up on.

Didn't you tell me that
your parents are moving?

This is my grandmother's heritage.

Let's go out on the balcony?
It's a nice day.

- You come?
- I'm coming.

I went to the party on Saturday.
And Olivier wasn’t here,

but there was Benoît.
Out of control like a madman.

He didn't know what to say to me.

What do you want him to say?

I don't know. That I
have a beautiful skin.

Do they still do that?

Well...

It's always nice.

Anyway,

The flat Tina stopped on three minutes, so we spent
the rest of the evening with the pink Minitel.

Can you imagine?

No.

- What's the pink Minitel?
- It's the erotic Minitel?

What does it do?

To be classic, what? Marc is always chasing
boobs, watching the girl's chest size.

She answers him: I'll put you in the minibar
and you’re gonna buy yourself a nice notary tie.

Look at her.

The ass sells well.

My mother always says that
politics is the only thing that works.

Do you have a Minitel here?

No.

It doesn't matter.

Look at the phone, there are dirty numbers
and you can hear people saying nice things.

We’ve hit the readjustment. Could it be?

Very good.

Four for the bedroom.

Well, postman, I’m gonna emancipate.

We hadn't done that yet.

You're kidding.

Go on!

This is Michon.

Like suns, you know.

What beautiful eyes.

Yes, tell me something really dirty.

Your skin is beautiful.

Say "darling".

You won't just be
drunk with neighbors, huh?

- Is your dad telling that to your mom?
- But no, it's the tenant on the first floor.

Every time she comes back to Mike.

Take it, Pierrot.

Oh yes, well, huh.

Maison Taittinger
for Madame Yvette.

Is she there?

No, she's not here.

Madame Yvette starts to shiver
when she sees ice cubes in the morning.

You can put here.

Well, we'll see.

Everyone get up!

One day I'll wring your dog's neck.

If you'd come to the gym with me,
you would be less grumpy in the morning.

She's grumpy Pierrot, right?

Don't call me grumpy.
Take this dog away from me.

Here, Pierre.

You need to put this here.

That's it.

We don't see much at this hour.

Isn't it better that way, huh?

Holy shit.

They multiply like buns.

The whores?.

Yes.

It's fun to see it
with a telescope.

Because they are
called shooting stars.

Who? The whores?

Shooting Stars.

- Hello, fatty.
- Hello.

You know, Yvette. She played your
birth date and won a trifecta yesterday.

You see, we go around,
each in his own way.

- Yes, but her?
- I'd be surprised if I didn't know what she said.

Tell me...

I don't know what's wrong.
I get nothing at this time.

They are all haggling.

What do you mean? I told you, you’ll always
have two. I only know them weak with this.

- And if someone had told me...
- It's not difficult.

Oh great! Be a little patient.

You can see I didn’t say
it’s not true.

See you, sweety.

See you.

But tell me: What do they do
that other women don't?

Listen to me, Marie.

I'll tell you why I like whores.

But

don't say anything to your father.

Okay?

I promise, I swear.

Good.

You’ve already got your
finger in your nose?

Huh? Tell me the truth.

Yes.

But people don't stick their finger in
their nose in front of everyone, do they?

This is inappropriate.

No.

OK.

When you go to a whore for 35...

It's like you have the right to stick your fingers in
your nose in front of everyone. It's great, isn't it?

Fantastic.

35 is a lot for sticking your finger in
your nose anyway.

Take it!

What do you want from me?

I didn't tell anyone. My name is
Marie and I wanted to see you again.

I'm Lila.

It's nice.

- Is your leg better?
- No.

- I'm in a lot of pain.
- Is there anything I can do for you?

You see that door over there
that I came out of?

I live on the second floor.

And the code is: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4.

It's not hard to remember.

What are you staring at?

Get off.

Fuck yourself.

Hello.

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

600 francs for me and my two friends?

400 for each of you.

Sales are in August.

Well, for me it's always.

400.

Okay, come on.

What are you doing
outside at this hour?

Huh?

Little crazy one.

I can't sleep.

Anything else?

Ouch!

Ouch!

It still hurts you?

It was to annoy you.

They’re a little twisted.

Huh?

I know that.

I am diabetic.

I have to get one shot a day.

It is very very serious.
It can be deadly, I can die.

But don't worry too much.

In three years boys will be
queuing up for you.

Well.

I'm off.
A dog is waiting for me.

I used to have a dog too before.

- It was called Dandruff.
- Dandruff?

- It must have been clean.
- But no.

My dad is a photographer.

He went to Brazil.

Did you see there?
It was in Africa last year.

And that was in Lebanon.

My dad is cute, huh?

And he's wearing boxer shorts.

Indeed? It's interesting.

No, I mean...

There won't be no
kangaroo panties.

Why are you telling me this?

Because I prefer boxer shorts.

Don't you?

I don't know what you would do
with kangaroo panties.

- Is this your mom?
- Yes.

- And she leaves you all alone?
- Oh, no.

Look. Here she is.

So...

So let's see, what this one will say.

Oh well.

Yes!

But it she the winner of the weekend?

It's already Saturday.

Yes.

You fuck the rest of the week.

I work. I am forced to do so
to improve my income.

And there's money in this.

- Really?
- Of course, there is.

If this were the case,
it would be known.

Well, if I can play the cards now.

You!

Well...

One hour ago,
you were in the Petit Foch.

Room 34.

Do you prefer these two ladies together?

Your wife lets you down because
he thinks you have a too small...

Situation.

So she doesn't
realize you have a

big

a big dose of affection to give.

Well, for the rest... for the rest,
you have three worlds like everyone else.

- And a mole...
- On your left buttock.

But how do you know that?

The look, right? One can feel very well
that the gentleman has very nice buttocks.

Especially the left one.

You don't practice anymore?

Not really. Well, from time to time,
because I think that young people are fun.

But stop hearing
me talk anymore.

I didn't understand anything about
music.

Of Yvette.

That's the Alps.

- Come on, I'll play the cards for you too.
- No.

I don't see why I'm breaking my
trunk. I removed all the pikes for you.

Love.

Journeys.

Game bonuses.

Happiness in all returns.

The other way round
and you're right.

Happiness is in my ass.

You know you're boring tonight.

- Good loose.
- But it's not true.

I'm telling you he's one
game behind in Marseilles.

Girls, we're closing.

You found the key to my living room.

My finder.

I think you wanna eat.

Okay, tonight we're having
chickpeas and chicken.

And for mum a little pill.

Hey, there's a guy who fucks under
the sink. Do you know him?

Thanks, the plumbers pass it on to me. I've
been freezing my ass off for two weeks.

- See you.
- Bye.

Here, look at this.
It's the cops.

A cop.

Stunning!

And there is the chicken.
This madman comes from London.

Oh shit!

This is Pierre, disguised
as an American biker.

The gentleman is fine, he's
a show-off.

Here.

And that's the Lapin
Agile on Avenue Foch.

I don't know him,
but he's a show-off too.

Well, we never see your place.

- A little punch?
- A little punch.

Let's go.

It's for watching the stars.

The other day I saw a shooting star.

I hope you made a wish.

- Do you believe in this?
- Well, I do, you know.

I'm never there
when one passes by.

Well, I know that you have
already seen shooting stars.

- How can you know?
- You know, Pierre, the American engineer.

He told me about whores.

At last...

Your job.

They were called shooting stars.

Well, look at me and make a wish.

The sun has just gone down.

That's what I said.
So the sun has just set.

And I see that I'm
dealing with smart guys.

So the Sun is the central
star of the planetary system.

Of the solar system of
which is part the Earth.

It is made of planets.

Follows the same in front of her.

- You think that's evidence?
- If I had a teacher like that,

I wouldn't stop repeating.

She has one of her new pairs.

Then I'm sure she has a bunch.

Your mother should give you a beating, huh?
It's not funny.

The earth would pierce the
celestial vault on the north side.

Here is the zodiacal
constellation of Gemini.

My zodiac sign is Gemini.
What about you?

Me too.

Oh really?

- Which ascendant?
- Taurus.

- Gemini, Taurus is good.
- But the constellation of Gemini is

- characterized by its two main stars.
- Castor and Pollux. - Bravo!

Whose alignment is
parallel to the Milky Way.

A little further west is the
constellation of Cancer.

The funny thing is that there are stars
that have been dead for millions of years.

And we still confuse them.

- Well, yes.
- I would like to be a star.

You're my lucky star,
it's not so bad.

In any case, you won't go at the
speed of light.

No, but I would like to see you there.

But listen, astrology isn't a science.

It's the same with astronomy.

I swear you're wrong.

I don't think she's a prof.

Oh dear!

It's funny, she's always in front.

But it's on purpose. That way the guy who
plays on the way up, has to go back down.

Yeah, it is.

- Here you go, ma'am.
- Thank you Miss.

Oh, kids!

Here.

Put it on your butt.

OK.

Well, normally it should be fine.

Come on.

You're looking much older in this.

- You think so?
- Yes.

It's great.

However, I think I'm a little too fat.

You're crazy or what?

Wait, I'll be right back.

It's changing.

You surprise me.

Uh! So fuck the brush.

The flagship match Marseille Bordeaux
ended with a score of 2 to 0.

Two goals from the
Englishman Cris de Wendel.

Paris Saint-Germain
concede two goals in Lyon.

1 to 0 and finally
Toulouse Brest 2 to 1.

The turbine... too big.

If she could see me dressed like that.
I'm looking good.

But that's not funny.

She must be freezing in her car,
don't you think so? It's my neighbor!

Marie.

- I'm afraid.
- But no.

- That's funny.
- So what about you?

I'd look good with my flat eyes
and my leg in plaster.

Yes.

What should I do if I'm
asked me to be paid?

35 is the standard price.
There's a car.

You're into sado, into maso?

Huh?

So Marseille won.

That warms the heart.

Marseille won! Of course,
the referee is from Burgundy.

It can't trick the Bordelais.

We should put guys like that in a cabin

Stop it, just go away.

And the direct free kick that he gave
on the edge of the penalty area.

- Death to the referee!
- I didn't hear you, I was at work.

We should shut up if we have no idea.

She breaks them with her soccer.
When she's not satisfied.

- She can go back to Marseille.
- Bordeaux

But who knows about Bordeaux?
What we’re doing is wine. - It’s not.

It's a souvenir of my Raymond.

He was a cop and referee of the
Police Football Club.

He loved to whistle.

He also died of it. A cirrhosis.

Peace to his liver.
A little drink.

- I won't refuse for Raymond.
- That doesn't hurt.

What does sado maso mean?

Where did you hear about that?

Well...

In a newspaper that a
friend bought.

Huh? And why your friend?
She's not Mickey, is she?

Well, they're people who admire the Marquis
de Sade, who is an writer for adults.

Oh, yes.

Sade, sado,

and maso, it looks like he's the
son of the mamma's pizza.

- So...
- Pizza maso, yes.

No, but seriously.

The first time you had sex with a girl...
How did it go?

My first time?

I must have been fifteen years old.

She was... 40 years old.

Oh, yes, that's interesting,

but fortunately, I have friends like...

I'm going.

Excuse me, I must be on the wrong floor.

Pierre, it's Lila.
My music teacher.

Come on, kid, get to work.

And Pierre,
my sex education teacher.

- I'm a friend of her father. Don't think that...
- I don't think anything.

Lila?

That's a funny name for a music teacher.
Don't you think so?

My mother didn't
want to call me Rémi FA.

She loved flowers.

Do you want to play something for me?

Not now. We have to work.

Goodbye. Pierre, right?

Please. Something short.

I see your hands and I see the keys.

I want to see them

together.

All right, that's it.
You can leave now.

Come on, get out.

Didn't you know that you could
play the piano?

Did your butt get hot? Mine too.

I know how to play that.

- Where did you learn that?
- My mother owned a café,

so she taught me
to amuse the customers.

And...

Sado maso?

- You must know what that means.
- 500 extra bucks.

Pierrot.

Or who still knows how to shoot one?

Pierrot!

You haven't been seen in ages. The customers
are asking for you. What the hell are you doing?

- I'm taking stock.
- It won't be long before it knocks you out.

Watch out.

You'll come down even further.

Because I show less and less?

That's what worries me.

Tell me what's wrong.

Won't you give me a break?

You see, Lila. Now that I'm doing it without rest,
I've had time to think about the people I like.

And then tons of it.

It worries me when you get soft.

Good evening.

We're closed.

We play sold out this evening.

I too had a
weakness for cellars.

You don't understand anything.

You can tell me.

You’re subtle like a Swiss police poodle, but
you lost your flair and you can't bring it back.

After all, I don't care.

But if you end up in the
hospital for three months.

It's because you did something, right?
Even without knowing it.

You see, I wouldn't want to
pull the cards right now.

Even without spikes.

We have a nice new leg.

You are changing, Mr Jean.

Why are you looking at me like that?

Your eyes are beautiful.

The shooting star. It's a
small star made to glow by

air pollution. The star is produced by
friction in the upper atmospheric layers.

And it's not only the small stars that are
brought to incandescence by friction.

That's not what I mean.

What do you mean?

Nothing. I'm talking nonsense.

You come?

Bye.

You're not sixteen.

What about me?

That was cool.

You know what they say? Man with
glasses, man without a dick.

- Really?
- Well yes, it's true.

That's nice.

Did you see how he was
in love with you?

No, he just wants to fuck.

I mean, he just wants to
give you a hug.

It's the same, right?

No, it's not the same.
Otherwise I'd be unemployed, huh?

When you know men so well,
you could find an ideal husband.

So I'd choose your father.

To have a pain in the ass like this.

You don't even know him.

But what do you know about him?

Whores are not his style.

You don't care about family.

The first time...

Because Véronique always
makes fun of me at school.

You were younger than me?
Or am I late?

Quite a baby.

Anyway...

The first time isn't so great.

But then?

It is always the same
or does it change?

It's the sex that interests you.

No, it's not just the sex,

it's you.

I don't see the connection.

- Look at this...
- You're working with your daughter today?

How much for both?

Fuck yourself!
You want it in the face, huh?

Asshole!

Well, you're not staying here.

This is no place for you. Get out!
I don't want to see you here anymore.

Go on!

400.

Your father had better not
stay away too long, huh?

- He won't recognize you when he comes back.
- Why? I'm as usual.

Your cast was sexy.

- But now you remind me of your music teacher.
- Oh yeah.

She's beautiful.

Are you making progress?

Like you in French.

But what information
does she have?

Conservatory.

She had started a career
as a soloist and then

- she got hit by a car.
- Well, yes.

- She just loaded a client.
- So what?

But what does it matter between us?

No, it doesn't matter.

The piano has always
always pissed me off.

Emma, the whore.

It's not the same.

Let's go.

For a bit you would think you're a real
woman of the world, Liliane Arnaud.

Born in Orléans, daughter of
Joseph Arnaud and Clémentine Rolin.

Several arrests for illegal
parking on the sidewalks of Paris.

The page.

It's been a long time ago.

- You learn the files by heart?
- No, no, no, no, yours only.

This is my bible.

You can call me agile
like my colleagues.

Yes, they're never seen with you.

They can't know.

Well, what are you bringing besides my ass?

I know that very well. My job is to
know everything that's going on.

I see you right now and then
I see you’re changing sidewalks.

So I try to keep myself informed.

Don't do stupid things.

- How do you catch criminals?
- Why? Do you know any?

Of course not.

I do the same as everyone else.

I see them in movies. Excuse me.

How much, Liliane Arnaud?

I never watch a movie twice
that I didn't like.

You’re not gonna take
a piano lesson now anyway.

Why not?

Here.

Cheers.

Wait.

So...

If you don't move

you can see the evening
star which is watching you.

Look.

Well...

How does the first time work?

The first time?

So the first time...

You shouldn't do it with an old man.

Experienced, not old.

Oh, no.

No, no.

But I'll come back when you're older.

I'm not joking right now.

Yes.

But you're still too young for me.

And then I'll be old.

I'm curious, sweetheart.

So was it an actress who
was looking for you yesterday?

No, no, she's a prostitute. She
worked in front of my house.

Really?

Come on.

Well, there you go.

It happened last summer,
during the vacations.

What the fuck was I doing?

You see, there was a guy in the
house next door.

You know, after three days on the beach,
I was already sick of it.

Although I had a great swimsuit, which was cut
out in all directions, with small golden stars.

Well, the little packages were not missing.

I was disgusted.

- What happened then?
- I can say that he quickly cut it short.

You see, I spend my days in
the hammock in the garden.

He showed up and
cornered me in the basement.

- But how? - You want me to tell you?
- Well, yeah.

Then he hung up my shirt with the tools.
And hop! Quick and easy on the gas.

As my mother would say.

Did you see that idiot?

Fuck yourself!

Are you crazy?

When I was back at home,
I wrote to him but he never answered me.

But on the spot.

I don't understand,
why it's so dramatic for everyone.

First, it hurts.
And then I don't know.

It's weird.

You say you forgot something.
That's not possible.

I don't see it.

Why would you want
people to go through it all the time

- if it hurts.
- You surprise me.

That's what I thought.
So I tried a second time.

- So what? Did it hurt?
- You see, it took us three hours

to put the condom on
once we've got there.

His dick...

- See you. I'm going back to my condoms.
- Bye, Miss Barbie Chouquette.

Hey!

Can you give this to
the lady in the car over there?

What are you
giving me in return?

- A kiss.
- On my mouth?

Hello, Mrs Le Coin.

The Principal.

I'm glad to finally meet you.

Marie is new to school and I have to say
that she not only settled in very quickly

but she is also a joy to her teachers.

Isn't it difficult with your husband's job?
All this traveling.

My husband is very close to her father.

It isn't that dramatic.

You're welcome.

Mom, I want you to meet
Veronique's parents.

You're crazy

bringing a whore to school.
And you're proud of it.

- And saying it's your mom.
- I'll give you a beating, if you say anything.

Anyone available?

Miss Laura, asks this gentleman
what article he wants.

Of course, Mrs. Yvette.

A little tonic?

I've drunk enough.

Well, tonight I'm going to pull your cards.

Oh, you're bothering me!

A little check-up.

It doesn't look like it will turn out.

So...

Let's see where's this big girl.

One, two, three, four.

There's a kid showing up.
One, two, three four...

She meets a lady

of heart.

They passed all the clubs.

This is not a pack of cards,
it's a pack of shit.

But what the hell is this
kid doing in your game?

I'll better stop.
You don't understand anything,

This is giving me a headache.

Thanks for the information.

Yvette.

Let me do it.

Tomorrow is Sunday.

What if we went to the sea to eat
shellfish?

Okay, Lila.

Don't open your eyes.

It's a mother's head.

Well, I'll be picking you
up tomorrow at 9 a.m. OK?

I'll be ready.

Where are you going?

Find me a shooting star.

I want to make a wish.

- But that's all bullshit, Lila.
- Come.

So?

The sky is clear.

You never know.

Does it move?

Search.

Search!

Here, I see one!

- You saw it?
- No.

But I trust you.

Here I am.

Take him back.
He just kept meowing.

I said to myself it's not normal for a dog.

But these beasts smell danger,
even when it is hidden.

Stop, you're going to scare me.

He's dangerous. The real one
is not where you think.

- So you're not going to do your number, right?
- Yes.

You cry a little on the pillow,
when a man dumps you.

We have a little pain or it passes.

- I don't understand what you are telling me.
- Stop it, I don't want you to be in pain.

So drop this kind of adventure, huh.

Stay as you have changed.

But look at your face.

He's a real pain in the ass today.

He is jealous, he's smelling fresh flesh.

- Did you kick your ass a little?
- It doesn't matter, it just gets you going.

We’re crazier than ever.

I just want to get some fresh air.

I'm hurting no one.

What you're doing is dangerous for kids.

When you have a relationship with them,
you don't get over it.

There's a father, there's a mother...

They're never there.

But what are you going to do with her?
You can’t carry her around.

Unless she's good at it.

Stop it, it's not funny.

You can't afford motherly love
in the 16th district.

When the parents find out that she hangs out with
a whore, it's good to change the neighborhood.

What am I gonna do,
if you let me go?

Well, the bar.

Now I understand you better.

This is the chance to make a change.

I'll close the bar and we
both go to the seaside.

You remind me of someone.

Waves, shells...

White sand.

Ah, foot baths and shells
are really a whore's dream.

The goal is for me.

Marie?

Yes? - You should still introduce
me to Véronique's parents.

Well, there's no hurry, right?

And to come to the restaurant
one evening.

So have fun.

Yes.

Hey!

I heard you shouting.

I said to myself that this voice
can only belong to my daughter.