All language subtitles for Jealousy - 2013 (6.4)

JEALOUSY

Don't do this!

Don't leave me, Louis.

Don't leave me all alone.

I have to go.

No!

Don't leave me.

Take me with you.

I can't take you, Clothilde.

I LOOKED AFTER ANGELS

Have a good day?

As good as any day in an office.

Did you bring me any...

No. The rehearsals are unpaid for now.

You remember not long ago, we
were sure we'd live doing what we love?

You kept at it, at least.

- Sure, but you know...
- It's true.

I'm struggling.

I know that.

Meantime...

Stop shouting.
I get a headache when you shout.

We're not shouting.

See you later.

See you.

Beautiful, isn't it?

Dad did that and I did that.

Really? It's pretty.

Did he do that?

No, that was me and him.

I had to help him
because he'd messed up.

Very nice.

How was school?

Dad did the hair and all that.
I added the purple.

And I did the droplets with him.

And I did that.

He did that? The tears?

That was me.

He drew that line
and I drew that one there.

He did those little hairs.

And the headphones,
but he didn't finish.

They looked like earpieces,
so I did that,

but it didn't work out.

Want to head home?

No, I like walking with you.

This is where you gave me
our first kiss.

It was awesome.

I was so nervous, I was trembling.

I'm cold.

Cold?

Of course.

Let's get home, then.

It's too easy.

Not fair, with your long legs.

- Beat you to bed!
- Big deal.

Your shoes on the bed, that's nasty.

What are you doing by the door?

Waiting for Dad.

Thanks.

You okay?

How'd it go?

Fine. He was great with Lucie.

Lucie? Who's that?

She plays my sister.

You never mentioned her.

Lucky, she's your sister.

That doesn't stop feelings.

True.

What's she like?

I don't know. Average.

Average? She's sublime.

One of those bodies...

The body doesn't count. It's the face.

The eyes?

Why does everybody notice the eyes?

For me, it's the shape,

- the cheekbones...
- Her nose.

Yeah, pretty nose.

Very funny.

You okay, my little camel?

I'm just a bit cold.

What?

I'm a bit cold.

Really? You're cold?

Here...

Put your arm through.

Better now?

Yes.

Here, your backpack.

There you go.

When will I see you again?

Soon.

I still have a key to where you are.

- Thanks.
- See you.

By the way...

I was always scared
I'd forget to give you a book...

Before I check out.

Essential.

Stop talking about checking out
or I'll do you in.

My dear, you have no idea
how happy you'd make me.

Stop, it's not funny.

That never made her laugh.

Seneca.

An old man like me.

"The wise man lives as much as he can,"

"not as much as he must."

And...

"The best thing about life"

"is that it forces
no man to endure it."

That's right.

To think
I could have died twice already.

What do you mean?

My bypasses.

Two fine opportunities to check out.

Did we come to hear about your funeral?

Young Claudia awakes.

Seneca.

With a little luck,
if you haven't changed,

we should be able to share that.

Like Mayakovsky?

They're totally different.

Yes, like Mayakovsky.

Great, I'd love that.

- When can we start?
- Calm down, my girl.

I'll start on my own.

And I'll tell you.

You don't mind?

Not at all.

Him being here
is no reason to alter our habits.

The first time I saw Claudia,
she was 18-19...

And I looked crazy.

No, enthused.

Let me tell it,
you make it up as you go.

I'd read his fabulous
biography of Mayakovsky.

I fell madly in love with Mayakovsky.

I visited his museum in Moscow.

On a kind of pilgrimage.

Over there...

I grabbed his statue,
kissed it on the lips and took a photo.

One day,

at a book-signing,

a tall, disheveled young woman
comes up to me

and hands me her photo.

I seemed so crazy,
he took me to lunch.

Well now, dear friends,

please excuse me...

Stay as long as you want.

But for me it's time for a nap.

For the empire
I'll always remember my debt

Without you reminding me not to forget

Your kindness, ma'am, with tranquility

could rely on my loyalty

However these sighs

and lingering laments

Provoked all these rumors of discontent

So now in private I dare protest

In my name you worked only...

In my name you worked only
for your interest

Not so loud!

I can't. The volume's way down.

Should I go outside?

No.

I like you being here.

So many honors they said

and such deference

Are they for these deeds

meager recompense?

She always talks down to you.

Just like everybody else.

How are you?

- Come on.
- I can't really.

- Don't be shy.
- I'm not.

My sister.

This is Lucie, a great actress.

Esther's my little sister.

Antoine!

Come meet my little sis.

Hi, little sis.

We have to get back.

Wait for me, won't you?

Roger!

Where are you staying?

At Vincent's.

How long have you been at Vincent's?

A year.

How many fights a week with Vincent?

- None.
- No fights?

Because he's very smart.

He's smarter than you.

- Is he?
- Yes.

So I said to him,

"Let me think it over.

"I'll call you in two years."

"I promise."

Are you okay?

Sorry, I'll explain later, okay?

Are you here?

Yes.

You're here.

Where else would I be?

I was scared.

I was so scared, you have no idea.

Scared of what?

I thought you'd gone.

Where would I go?

I don't know. I just got scared.

- You okay?
- Great.

How'd it go?

Fine. He was very sweet.

Well, then?

Well, then, not this part.

But he wants to see me
for another project.

That's great. That's a good sign.

I won't get my hopes up, Louis.

Not a single part in 6 years...

All the blah-blah...

Stringing me along.

Come on, let's go.

Come on.

Thanks.

I'm not down, but I need consoling.

I have faith in you.

What time is it?

I am totally late.

For the theater.

See you later, okay?

I'm late.

Honestly, I'm late.

Let me go.

If I'm late, they'll bawl me out.

I'm going to be late.

See you later.

What's on my mind?

What's on your mind?

Your next drink?

No.

Not bad, almost.

The party last night?

I'm gonna change jobs.

I'm sick of bar work.

Yoga?

I'm sick of working nights.
It's exhausting.

And I have no social life.

You meet lots of people here.

Sure, I meet lots of people
but I can do better.

Now you're whining.

Everybody whines
about what they're missing.

You never whine?

No time for that.

May I?

Please, don't ask me my name
or if I come here often.

What?

Don't ask me my name
or if I come here often.

It sounds so vulgar.

It'd blow me off my cloud.

We're going to get on.

I like secrets.

Hidden words.

I feel like a smoke. Don't you?

I haven't smoked in ages.

Me neither.

Shit!

What's wrong?

The damn cupboard again!

- Where are you going?
- I don't know.

Hold on, I'm coming with you.

Don't laugh, it's not funny.

I'm not laughing.

If you go, where do I go?

I'm not staying in that hovel!

What? That hovel?

Where are you going?

It's okay, you just banged your head.

That place will be the death of us.

Not if we love each other.

Not if we love each other?
You don't love someone in a void.

You don't want to live with me anymore?

Is that your girlfriend?

Is that your girlfriend?

Be quiet.

That means she's your girlfriend.

Hi.

That's a cute hat.

You like it?

Let's see if it suits you.

Not bad.

Let's see...

Look.

What do you think?

Perfect.

We'll leave it on, then?

Thank you.

Shall we go?

Let's bounce.

What did you say?

Let's bounce.

Let's bounce and bail,
jet and set sail...

Hold on...

Did you just kick my ass?

Watch your booty!

Daddy?
Can I have a lollipop?

- What?
- A lollipop.

No way. You just had a cake.

We're not eating all day
and wasting our money.

Check out that park!

Thanks.

Where'd you get the lollipop?

Nowhere.

You stole it?

No, I took it.

No, you don't do that.

Don't do it, don't steal.

I'm not joking.

Don't steal lollipops,
don't do like Claudia.

I'm not kidding.

Me neither.

You swiped a lollipop!

I took it, I said.

- Don't pull that.
- She took it.

Don't pull that with me.

She took it. Dad!

Okay, we'll give it back.

All right.

We're giving it back.

- Taste good?
- Yeah.

I'll just finish it and...

We're going to give it back!

I give in.

- What?
- I give in.

- Give in to what?
- You win, come on.

I'll just finish it,
then I'll give it back.

- I'll finish it and give it back.
- You'll give back the stick.

Two camels!

I had one little camel,
and now a big one, too.

Another baby and that makes three.

Corruption!

These methods of corruption
are really shitty.

Look who it is.

Whose hat is that?

Mine!

Can you do it?

How was your day with Daddy?

You went out for a walk?

- Yes.
- Where did you go?

I don't remember.

You met Daddy's girlfriend?

Yes.

All good?

Was she nice to you?

She's really cool!

Do you know what we ate?

A communal sandwich.

You fill the bread with ham and cheese

to make a big, crunchy sandwich,
then I take a bite,

Daddy takes a bite, then Claudia,

and so on and so on.

It's yummy. See?

Yes, I see.

Thanks.

And we...

No, forget it, it's a secret.

Really?

Yes.

What?

You sometimes have secrets.

Me too.

Mommy?

Are you still in love with Daddy?

Absolutely not.

Of course, silly me!
He's got a new sweetheart.

It's lucky you don't.

Why do you say that?

Who fell out of love, you or Dad?

Not that again.
I've told you a hundred times.

It's not my fault I forget every time.

Tough luck.

That's not fair.

You okay?

Did you have a good day?

Yes.

What did you do?

I made soup.

You don't make soup all day.

You didn't get up
and make soup until now.

I bought the groceries,

I cleaned the kitchen,

I peeled the carrots...

And I tidied your room.

But it wasn't untidy.

It was, a bit.

All of three toys on the floor, Mom!

Sure, but I have to pick
them up to vacuum, see?

You weren't cold while you were out?

No, I was okay.
I had a big coat on.

And lots of layers.

And a hat.

My brand new hat.

What's for dessert?

Clementines.

Today, dinner is orange.

Flying carpet?

Go on.

Time to sleep.

You look tired.

One day, can we have a
communal sandwich, you and me?

If you want, darling.

You have sweet dreams.

Can you leave it open a bit?

The door?
Like that?

Just right. Thanks, Mommy.

Goodnight.

I wonder if my mom...

If she had a fight with her?

- Who?
- My mother.

They fired her like a bag of garbage.

Like they always do.

No, usually, it's more subtle.

See you, girls!

Wait, I'll be right with you.

Bye, guys.

You'll be with me? That's nice to know.

I meant, I'll leave with you.

Or kiss you, if you want.

Sounds good.

Again. I hardly felt it.

'Course not, it was a sneaky kiss.

I can't, you know that.

I can't.

I know who I am.

I've known a long time.

It's a stroke of luck. A pain, too.

But it's also why I know I love you.

I love you for you,
your way of thinking...

I love you.

I love you and it's definitive.

I love you definitively.

It felt extraordinary,

as if you were dancing

to explain all the reasons to love you.

You know there are no reasons.

No, with you, I don't know.

SPARKS IN A POWDER KEG

It weighs a ton.

Okay, work hard.

See you.

Love me?

You're the one leaving.

Yeah, right.

I couldn't take any more.

After a few days without you,
I go nuts, I lose it.

I like that.

Seriously.

My subconscious must be locked onto you.

If ever one of us cheats,
do we say so?

You're so complicated.

I'm not. I'd rather know.

You'd rather not?

I just need you to love me.

Love me.

And for us both to be happy.

We're happy, you think?

I think we're perfectly happy.

I think it's pretty ideal even.

Me too, then.

Can I sleep at yours?

Sure.

That's the law of the desert.

- What is?
- You don't know the law of the desert?

When you're in the desert

and someone asks for hospitality,

you give them 3 days and nights

in your tent.

Then they must leave.

The law of the desert.

Who told you that?

Dad.

When you were little?

Yes.

I have no memories of Dad.

That's normal.

You were too young.

When he died.

I can't do the damn cuffs.

Here...

There.

Excuse me...

I was madly in love with your father.

He was crazy about me, too.

Even now, I love him as much as ever.

Goodbye.

Hi.

- How are you?
- Good.

Claudia... Henri...

Hello.

Let's go.

You're an actress, too?

I was.

- On the scrapheap.
- She's a great actress,

but nobody'll give her a job.

You do other work?

I'm going to have to.

If you're interested...

No, we'll talk later.

What are we doing?

A drink? Or can I buy you dinner?

Sure.

My car.

Where'd you get to?

I was with Sabine.

You were?

We went back to her place.

I think I have good news.

- Really?
- I may have landed a job.

Great. In what?

It's not acting.

Sabine has an architect friend,

who needs an archivist for his firm.

You're not quitting, are you?

Of course not.

It's part-time, I think. Like temping.

It starts out like that and then...

You wouldn't be glad
if I earned some money?

So we could move?

Sure, but not any old how.

Know what he called him?

- No, I can't say.
- Why not?

It's taboo now.

Ismael is taboo?
Because of Israel?

'Course not.

- You don't like it?
- I love it.

Anyway, it's too late now.

Why ask if I like it if it's too late?

True, it's official.

That's right. He's Ismael now.

- What's your boy called?
- Albert.

- Bertie.
- How old is he?

11.

- You're still with the mother?
- You bet.

Is she rich?

Very, very rich.

Wanna wait with me?
Claudia's coming by.

- Who's that?
- His woman. She's an actress.

A fantastic actress.

Just one flaw.

"Her giant's wings
stop her from walking."

You mean she's tall?

Cut it out, you idiot.

She hasn't worked for years.

She's too smart
and sensitive for this business.

True, those aren't
necessarily the best assets.

That's what worries me.

Don't worry, something'll come up.

That's when you have to worry.

That's fine by me.

As long as she's working.

Admirably selfless!

But she's more likely to leave you.

That's not an issue.

If she did, I'd blow my brains out.

Our young Werther.

What's wrong?
Everything's fine, seriously.

I'm sick of it.

I'm sick of living in this hole.

It's ugly and depressing.

I need light.

Space.

Happiness.

I can handle being broke,
but not being poor.

What do you want me to do?

I don't know.

Get off your butt.

Hold on, just a second.

Bye.

You got a free ticket.

You're heavy.

What's up? What do you want?

The ticket. What does it say on it?

Hand it over!

Her telephone number. Call her.

No.

I'll trash it.

- Give it to me!
- What?

You already have one stepmother.

You want another?

No, but she could be my babysitter.

- What's this?
- What?

This.

"Sorry about yesterday.
I was out of line."

Hold on, babes.

Sorry about yesterday.
I was out of line.

I'm down right now,
don't be mad at me.

I feel mixed up, but it'll pass.

You have to be patient.

Sorry.

Sorry and sorry again.
I love you.

What's wrong with you?

- What's wrong?
- Nothing.

You're jealous.

You are, you're jealous.

- You are.
- I'm not.

Say, "I'm jealous, O revered father."

I'm not jealous!

"The man who is my whole life to me."
Admit it.

- It's not true.
- Say it!

It's not true!

Know what you want?

No, what do I want?

Attack.

Stop it!

Stop, or I'll hit you.

What skin, what skin...

Stop it! Leave me alone!

Take your coat off.

I already did...

No, I didn't.

I am taking it off.

There, knucklehead.

You like big hugs.

That's what you want.

You know who Daddy loves most
in the whole world?

You.

No, his daddy.

No.

I already explained, sweetie.

Mommy told me.

I know, but...

What did I tell you?

That Jean-Pierre went far, far away,
when I was little,

and I missed him awfully.

But I don't love him more than you.

Understand?

Yes.

We're inside.

- How are you?
- Good.

Esther... Henri...

Pleasure to meet you.

Lunch?

I was sleeping
and two friends were smoking a joint.

The tip of the joint fell in a box.

It caught fire.

The whole place?

No, our cubbyhole.

- With you inside?
- Me?

- I was asleep.
- Asleep?

I went downstairs and got my mom
and she came up

and put out the fire with...

She wet the comforter
and put the fire out.

What woke you up?

Me? Nothing.

All right.

You got lucky.

Yeah.

Damn.

- What?
- Damn, what a story!

I'm kind of traumatized.

I'll make a quick call
and be right back.

Okay.

Want his crème brûlée?

Sure.

Thanks.

Do you like him?

He's cool.

He's a wonderful guy.

I noticed.

You're just friends?

Or "friends"?

What's got into your head?

Nothing.

You're both so...
I mean, you're so enthusiastic.

I just want a heads-up.

- No?
- Sure.

I don't know, two hours.
I'll be there around 4.

Okay?

Yes, sure, don't worry,
as fast as I can.

Love you, see you later.

See you.

Very nice.

It doesn't stop her loving you.

She loves me in her own way.

She loves you
as much as she's able to.

Like us all, Louis.

We all have

our own story...

Barriers,

fears,

obstacles.

Limits to love.

Wrong, I have no limits to love.

Watch out, son. Dangerous.

You're an actor.

You can get
into the skin of a character.

Look, my boy,

maybe you understand
fictional characters better...

than the people close to you.

Sure.

Maybe. That figures.

We're here...

I'll show you something.

I was going to wait,
but you'll love it.

Our worries are over!

What do you think?

Whose place is it?

My place.

Meaning?

Your place, too, if you want.

I don't get it.

There's nothing to get.

Are you pleased?

What the heck is this?

You won the lottery? You inherited it?

It's a gift.

Lucky me, right?

He must love you, to gift you this.

Most likely.

This is nuts.
You don't even deny it.

You have many friends like him?
Just so I know.

You know damn well. You're the same.

No, I'm not the same.

I hate phonies.

I'm a phony?

Everybody puts on an act.
It's terrifying.

We're here to have
as full a life as possible,

not to wait.

Waiting is death.

I want to live to the very end.

What are you talking about?

It's stupid to talk like that.

I live life to the full with you.

You're the woman I love
and want to wake up with.

Imagining you with a guy hurts.

Don't imagine it.

Enjoy it when we're together.
Forget it when we're not.

When I'm with you, I want to be.

Why are you so hard?

I'm not.

You're broke. I say, move in with me.
I'm not hard.

I can't live with you at his place!

He's cool with it. He's a nice guy.

Why are you trying to hurt me?

Why do you want to hurt me?

I don't want to hurt you.
I thought you'd be happy.

Fuck!

- Louis!
- Coming.

- What are you doing?
- I'm coming!

You're bleeding!

Hurry up!

Have you got a Porsche?

Yup, I have a Porsche.

Tristan told me the other day.

I had no idea. You guys?

You didn't either?

So, there you go...

- Seriously, a Porsche!
- An old Porsche, 2 liters, 1969.

It's time for me to go.

Actually, after the National,
I did a course in auto racing...

Great!

We prepped old Porsches.

Did you ever race them?

No, no, I didn't.

But didn't you...

No, I didn't.

You just prepped them?

No, I looked after...

I was a lackey, actually.

You look after rich guys' cars...

Do the maintenance. It's fascinating.

No kidding.
So you're an ace mechanic?

Totally.

You got out on the circuit?

A bit, not much...

Thanks, see you.

So he says, you think it's cruel?

I say, sure, but I'm immune
to cruelty now. I'll be fine.

In fact, when she started her scene,

I felt shame bubbling up inside.

I blushed bright red with shame.

Eventually, I walked out...

Is that 2 liters of fuel?

No, the size of the cylinders.

Two cylinders?

Good one.

What are you doing?

I'm going.

Going where?

I'm leaving.

I'm leaving you.

What do you mean?

I'm leaving you.

You tell me just like that?

How should I tell you?
Does it matter?

What's the game here?

Stop, you're hurting me.

What's going on?

What are you doing?

It's over, Louis.

Sorry, it's over.

You're meeting him?

Yes.

If you knew that,
why put on an act all night?

Don't make this more difficult.

I have to go.

I hope you won't regret it.
You thought it through?

What can I say to that?

Give it some time.

I'll call you.

Maybe she won't even come.

Stop torturing yourself.

She blows hot and cold. It hurts.

Yeah, I know.

I brought your laundry.

Sit down.

Maybe she won't even come.

Maybe she daren't tell you it's over.

Because of what happened.

If so, it's difficult for her.

But you matter to her.

She can't just walk away.

So she's coming, she's not coming...

She's not sure what she should do.

And I'm stuck here in bed,
waiting for her.

Meantime, where's she? With that guy?

Fuck!

I'm hanging on her calls and visits.

It's unbearable.

I love you, little bro.

What time is it?

Ten to four.

Do you think I should break up?

Maybe, yes.

To free yourself.

You need to be brave for two.

When you feel strong enough.

I love her, dammit.

What about the play?

They replaced you.

Who replaced me?

Freedom!

Lucie!

How are you?

Fine.

- Good to see you.
- Same here.

Your daughter?

Charlotte, come say hello a moment.

- Hi, Charlotte.
- This is Lucie.

What are you up to?

Not much.
Just out with my daughter.

And you?

I'm so happy. I'm doing a play.

Great.

Two months on tour.

Fantastic!

Yeah, fantastic.
You got any projects?

Sure, but it's hush-hush for now.

Super!

Call me. Promise?

- You look stunning.
- Thanks.

See you.

- Ready?
- Sure.

"On other islands, other horses

"shout at the tops of their voices,"

"Freedom!"

Okay, so you don't know it.

I do!
"Everybody on the islands and mainland"

"heard them and wondered what it was."

Are you cold?

A little bit.

You're cold?

I'm okay.

Who's your best friend again?

Maroi.

Maroi what?

Machkou.

Maroi Machkou.

You're still friends?

Sure, but...

- Yes.
- Why do you say that?

- Say what?
- "But" and then you break off.

Because I had questions for you.

Did you?

What questions for me?

For example, about my birth, you see?

Your birth?

- Shoot.
- What did you do before I was born?

I had friends,
I saw my friends, I did some work.

Why didn't you want children?

I don't know, I thought...

You were dumb.

Hey there.

When I saw you, I fell in love.

Sure, you did.

Too wound up?

It's okay, I can do it.
These are for you two.

This one's for you.

And this one's for you.

Thanks, honey.

What about you?
A little baby with Vincent?

I'd like that.

But y'know...

Y'know what?

I'm short of money.

It's no reason not to have babies.

Sure, but it's complicated.

True.

They're great peanuts.

A pain, you mean.

Yes, but they taste good.

One for Daddy.

Thanks, kiddo.

No problem.

Subtitles: Simon John
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