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We've been together ten years.

The idea of splitting up doesn't bother you.

You're really a bitch.

sick

harsh

very harsh.

Don't you give a shit about us?

You feel nothing. You're horrible.

I wonder how...

I wonder how I stayed with you

so long without realizing.

Fucking wake up!

Incredible! You're a heartless bitch!

How do you sleep so well?

Fucking bitch!

Cut it out!

I can't control it.

It's neurological.

Shut the fuck up!

On the Champs-Elysées

In sunshine or rain At midday or midnight

You'll find all you want On the Champs-Elysées

Can I do a photo?

Champs-Elysées!

Want your vest?

I'm hot for this!

Loïc, I'm on fucking fire!

THE DIVIDE

Did you get my text?

Which one?

The one at 5:42, 5:46 or 5:48?

Or the 6:29 one maybe?

34 texts in an hour is a personal best for you.

I just need to talk.

Talk?

That's not talking.

"Monster", "slut", "bitch"...

It must be Tourette's.

I spent too much time thinking.

One idea leads to another and, with text messages,

you just can't stop.

Hi.

Coffee?

No, just a bit of bread.

You're up with the lark.

I had soccer but I didn't wake.

But...

it's almost lunchtime. Let's do brunch.

I'm going to the demo, so no brunch for me.

What demo?

- What'll you do there? - Demonstrate.

- There's no music. - I know.

Are you joining the black bloc?

You said he was right to skip class

for demos.

This is a protest with far-right guys.

- More generalizations. Ignore her. - I do.

Be careful. And call to say where you are.

Is that me?

Julie...

Don't you want us to make up?

We can't sulk like this forever.

It's crazy how you won't listen.

I'm getting an apartment.

- What? - I'm leaving.

Why?

We've fought before.

Yesterday, you spewed out horrors for hours on end!

Today, I wake to what?

It's too much.

There's nothing worth saving between us?

We are here!

This is wild!

Even if Macron doesn't want us, we are here!

It's fucking wild!

For workers' honour and a better world

Even if Macron doesn't want us, we are here!

Macron, resign! Macron, resign!

Ok, guys?

Doing ok?

Been here long?

Not sick of getting insulted?

Not had enough?

Quit the helmet and join us.

Join us!

Join us, guys!

We're all the same here.

Step back!

- A ciggie. - Dial it back.

I'm just talking.

Surely Robocop has a beating heart?

We all have hearts.

Doesn't your grannie live on 700 euros a month?

Does she get by?

First warning!

How many do I get?

Second!

- How many? - Third!

I did nothing!

Hey, buddy.

Julie!

The bottle.

Look at your scarf.

Too tight and covering nothing.

No.

Can I walk with you a bit?

We said I'd go alone.

That said...

Bénédicte invited us both. She'll be disappointed if...

Ok, you go, but without me!

Ma'am, open your eyes. Look at me.

Ma'am...

Come back. Look at me.

Open your eyes.

There. I'm here. Are you ok?

We'll get a wheelchair.

Wait a second.

Don't move.

- My med card? - It's ok.

You get it back after you're admitted.

I need to call my friend.

She's coming. You spoke to her on the way.

Don't worry, she's coming.

She'll be here.

She knows where you are.

Don't worry.

I got messed up. I'm in the hospital.

Give me a call. Talk to you later.

Fuck...

Hi.

What are you doing here again?

This'll be my sixth night in a row.

That's crazy.

I couldn't let the rest of you down.

You'll wear yourself out.

How's life?

Jalil keeps complaining, the baby's sick...

Couldn't be better.

What happened?

A grenade, I think.

Did you black out?

Yeah, it was touch and go. I didn't understand.

- How long were you out? - No idea.

Is it bad?

It looks serious. Orange means you'll be seen soon.

Is a Loïc Triboit here?

I lost him at the demo.

I can't find that out.

- That lady was kind. - Really?

- The one who brought you in? - Yes.

Your bracelet. You're top priority.

How do you feel?

My head really aches.

It aches. Did you hit it?

I don't think so.

- I feel like vomiting. - It's the pain.

Pills will help.

Is tramadol ok?

Yes, I like everything.

No allergies?

Don't hold back.

- Is the address correct? - Yes, it's my mother's in Nîmes.

- I need an emergency contact. - My mother.

- Don't call her. She doesn't know. - It's ok.

We only need it if you can't express yourself.

Here.

I'll put it in your hand.

Do you think it's broken?

I can't know until you've had your X-ray.

- They'll see you soon. - I'm scared.

I'm scared of something else.

- What? - Of dying alone.

Don't say that.

Why would you?

- Is your leg ok? - Yes.

- Molard? - A broken tooth and a cut lip.

He's been seen. He can leave as soon as possible.

- Stojanovic? - Kind of scary. His hand was torn off.

IV in the left arm, morphine titration.

Two 2mg doses and 3mg five minutes ago.

He'll need more soon, he's in pain.

- Has Ortho seen him? - No idea.

Cheng, decompensated diabetes.

- Last week's patient? - The candy eater.

That's right. We ran the tests.

He's on insulin.

Next along is Rivoire, concussion. He's waiting for a scan.

- Anti-coagulants? - No.

Bakayoko, a possible pulmonary embolism.

ARDS, on oxygen, bed rest.

No particular instructions for now.

- Good luck. - Thanks.

Worse than last Saturday.

We have some real war wounds.

The Ortho intern's operating.

- He's ready for us now. - Ok, we can operate.

We've had orders

to note the identity of yellow-vests who come in.

Who asked that?

The supervisor told us earlier.

That's all I know.

- For the police? - No idea.

I won't do it.

So don't, but some will.

Do what you feel is right.

- Good luck. - My mind's made up.

Thanks, good night.

- Piss off. - Get up.

I'm looking for a Loïc Triboit, from the demo.

Are you a relative?

- No, a friend. - Sorry, I can't tell you.

So how do I find him?

Please wait.

Just check your computer.

Next, please.

Exhausted carers = patients at risk

Fucking hell.

It's crazy.

- Excuse me. - Coming.

Ma'am...

- Can we get sound? - No, sir.

Ma'am.

Macron's speaking.

I said no.

You won't make us listen to Macron.

Aren't you interested?

He'll just say he's doing what's needed.

Hello?

I can't talk, Jal, I just started work.

You gave her paracetamol?

Wait a while and I'll call when I can.

Don't panic.

Talk to you later.

How are you, ma'am?

You're not too cold?

- I don't really know. - You don't?

Where do you live, ma'am?

Here.

Where are we?

- This is the hospital. - No, it isn't.

Yes, it is. You collapsed. Remember what happened?

No.

You had a fall.

The firemen brought you. I'm putting you on a drip.

Is there anyone I should call?

Yes.

Who?

- I don't know. - Alright.

I'll let the doctor know and come back later.

It's ok, it's ok.

There.

Breathe in with your nose and out with your mouth.

You have to keep the mask on, sir.

Don't touch it.

Ok?

Yeah, and you?

They want us to give demonstrators' names.

Yes, I heard.

It'd be a good idea to make sure no one does.

- Ok. - You'll handle it?

There you are.

Well?

- My love... - What happened?

I ran after you and slipped.

You're pale. I've never seen you like this.

I ruined your evening. Sorry.

I've been on the phone an hour trying to reach Eliott.

Don't worry, he isn't the reckless type.

Seen a doctor? What did they say?

I don't know, but I have a red bracelet.

- What's red? - It's pretty serious.

Mr Perrier?

Want to see?

Are you sure?

It's horrible!

It's like a knee.

- A knee at my elbow. - A big one too.

Don't look at it.

I won't be able to work.

I can't draw.

Wait to see the doctor.

I'm afraid they'll keep me.

They move people out fast.

- How many months if it's broken? - Two or three.

Hold on.

Because...

I'll be all alone, unable to draw and I have loads of work.

- Don't panic. - I can't do it.

- I just can't. - We'll think of something.

You can get a home nurse, a cleaner...

- A nurse? - Yes.

As if I was my grandmother?

I'm sorry. Just go, I was wrong to call you.

I don't want you pitying me.

- I just don't. - Don't start.

You're nice cos you pity me.

No, you piss me off.

Had a painkiller?

What did you have?

Just paracetamol.

- That's all? - It didn't help.

Got anything stronger?

I'm in pain.

- Your foot isn't hurt. - The vibration.

For pity's sake, cut it out.

It hurts so much.

It hurts.

An old Subutex is a bad idea.

You take that?

No, it's been in my bag for years.

- Why do you have it? - Get off my back.

It'll be no use anymore.

Take nothing, in case they operate.

Give it to me.

- No! - Please, I'm in pain.

Miss... Excuse me.

- Can you give her something? - Just be patient.

When will she see a doctor?

Don't tell me you took it?

Fuck this!

You're mad. You don't swallow it.

It's sublingual.

- Fuck! - I'll get water.

Fucking machine!

It ate my coin!

Fuck!

- Are you ok? - I'm ok.

This crap machine full of shit!

In a hospital, there's only crap to eat!

You want to eat that shit?

No.

It makes you mean.

The poor get shit.

- I have change... - Am I begging?

- No. - Ok then.

It fucking ate my money!

Ma'am, how much longer will it take?

Something stinks.

- It's me stinking. - No.

Vomit. Did you vomit?

- No. - It smells of vomit.

It wasn't me.

Here, smell this.

Disgusting, but it wasn't me.

You slipped in vomit.

I'll clean it for you. It must be that.

- Wait here. - You're kind.

Thank you, my love. You're my love.

- Raf... - You're my love.

I'm here cos you're hurt, but nothing changes.

We're splitting up.

Ma'am...

- Are you ok? - Shit!

Let me fucking piss!

Let me piss, you dumb bitch!

Dumb bitch!

Pain in the ass!

Your skirt.

Drop dead!

Hello?

Still nothing.

Just his voicemail. I'm frantic.

I know. I saw.

Shall I call his friends and let you call the police stations?

Why wouldn't they tell you?

Ma'am...

- Ma'am. - Yes?

I'm going to vomit.

I'll try to find someone.

Excuse me.

Here.

Sorry.

I got lost. What a maze.

Are you ok?

You look totally high.

Your pupils are pinpricks.

Look, I can't manage with this hand.

- I won't finish for you on time. - It's not so bad.

It's no good.

Really not good at all.

- It doesn't matter. - I tried... "Doesn't matter"?

Finish it later.

Nothing matters then.

- What can I say? - What's with him?

I don't know.

- Don't point, it's embarrassing. - He's weird.

Stop it!

Is he psychotic?

I don't know.

It upsets me, seeing all these people here.

Don't you want to try to sleep?

- You're drowsy. - Where's my coat?

I binned it.

Binned it?

My Agnès B coat?

It reeked of vomit. It was gross.

- It just needed dry-cleaning. - Too late.

You can't just decide to bin my Agnès B coat!

You'll buy another.

- Who cares? - Fetch it.

It made you look old anyway.

Why didn't you tell me?

Tell me if something doesn't suit me.

What are you doing?

I'm stressed too.

I'm stressed too.

Ok, I get it.

It's my fault. Fine.

"Me, me, me." You're not alone. I'm worried about Eliott.

I told you not to let him go.

I say things and then...

You agree with Valérie for once. Be happy.

She wants me to call police stations.

What?

Valérie wants me to call police stations.

Valérie's a pain, always pitching in.

- Let her call them. - You know she can't.

Always pissing us off!

They're not going to ask if she's the birth mother.

You know she has no rights, it's humiliating.

- Enough! - You always defend her.

Always Valérie!

Why's that guy staring?

He keeps staring. Do you know him?

Stop it.

Stop looking at him, please.

- Who is he? - He's nothing.

Stop looking at him.

Who is he?

- A high school friend. - Your age?

He's had it rough.

Shit, you're merciless.

Talk to him. What's his name?

He's part of the past. His name's Laurent Maillard.

I'm saying hi to him.

Stop or I'll leave.

You slept with him?

- You did. - He was just a friend.

- Stop. - Was he your first?

It's ancient history, ok?

How many before him?

- Tell me. - You're nuts.

Third, fourth? Go on.

He's got a big cock?

Ms. Raphaëlle Catania!

Yes.

It's me. It's not her, it's me.

Excuse me.

- Don't move. - I can walk, ma'am.

My mother's old...

Excuse me...

My leg's bleeding.

It's your turn soon.

I got shot! Don't I get priority?

Sir, dial it back a bit, please.

Did you get shot?

- We're understaffed, ok. - So march with us.

We've been on strike for months, but who'll help you if we stop work?

You heard! She's doing all she can!

Did I ask you?

Shut your big mouth!

Show some respect!

What is this?

Shut your mouth.

What's My Lady's problem?

Cut it out.

We're sick of you yellow vests.

Get off our backs.

You can't come.

I wait here?

Stay with me.

I'm losing blood, my apartment,

my job...

I'm losing it all, fuck!

Do you have any free beds? We're swamped.

Where can I find ketamine?

We're out.

- Get more. Can you go? I'm busy.

I have blood work to do.

You're no help, as usual.

Bakayoko keeps removing his mask.

I just saw him.

He has a scan.

Can Cardio take him?

I'm asking them.

Justice for Adama

Follow the prescription.

Stop off at reception on your left.

Eliott, call your mum

right away.

She's worried. Please.

Animals aren't allowed!

Can't he get his stomach pumped too? Why save me and not him?

This is a hospital, ok, not a veterinary clinic!

Don't drag him like that!

A dog in a hospital!

Milo, can you call me? I'd like to know where you are, ok?

Or tell Eliott to do it.

Julie?

Laurent...

Laurent Maillard from high school.

This is crazy.

You live in Paris?

No, still in Valenciennes.

We came for the demo. The cops beat Elodie up.

Shit, is it serious?

- No, I'll be ok. - So you say.

She took a beating. Want to sit?

I'm trying to reach my son. He was at the demo too.

I understand. It's hairy.

- How many kids? - I have a son.

- Do you have kids? - We're not a couple.

We met at a roundabout sit-in.

Sorry.

Well, good luck.

I haven't eaten. Where can I get nosh?

It's unscheduled Ramadan here.

No eating, it's Ramadan.

Leave him. We're not ready.

You got in then?

Get off my back, ok.

Still in a foul mood?

We're all sick or injured here.

No reason why you'd get priority.

You're not a martyr.

Ok, I'm not a martyr, but is getting shot normal?

No.

But that doesn't give you the right to be nasty and violent.

Stop right there. Who's violent?

Who?

Leave your bubble. Maybe you've no reason to be mad.

You don't have to scrape by.

But people like me don't live.

We subsist.

All that's beyond you.

It's beyond you. You have it all, you need nothing.

You lecture me because you voted for Macron?

Hold on a second.

Who says I voted for Macron?

Look me in the eye.

You didn't vote for Macron?

You voted right wing?

Get off my back. I don't ask who you voted for.

So ask who I voted for.

You voted for the blonde?

A prole votes for Le Pen, huh?

And abstaining amounts to voting for her?

You'd do anything to avoid the truth.

Le Pen's around cos of people like you, not me.

It's true!

- In 2002... - What about 2002?

I demonstrated when Le Pen made the 2nd round.

And no one's heard of him since!

I left La Baule to come and demonstrate at the Bastille.

You don't realize what your useful vote defends.

Frankly, at your age...

- My age? - You've lost sight of what to fight for.

What about my age?

What about my age?

I don't understand, sorry.

What about my age?

Do you know what I'd do at my age?

I'd fuck you.

Ok?

I'd fuck you, no lube, ok?

Slamming me about my age!

- He really hurt me! - What's going on here?

- He really hurt my hand! - Stop shouting.

Feeling better? Carry on.

- I thought I was... - Wait.

- I was an emergency. - Me, me, me...

Sir, don't make it worse.

His bracelet's orange. Don't leave me like some parcel!

This is surrealistic!

I'm in pain here!

Julie!

Julie, I'm in pain!

Julie, where are you?

- Calm down. - I'm calm.

You can't do that here.

Ok, I'll sleep.

Stop, that's enough.

I have to go to the knee. Your jeans are ruined anyway.

They can last a bit longer.

You think so?

Your leg's what matters, not the jeans.

There.

It's a bit sticky.

- What's that? - Sterile water.

The bandage is...

stuck to the wound.

- Want painkillers? - No.

I have to drive my truck 700 km.

- Seen your leg? - No.

Let's unwrap it then.

Alright...

I'm nearly done, sir. Sorry.

We're nearly there.

- Fuck! - Keep still, the rails aren't in place.

What now? Is it deep?

Fuck!

I won't lie, sir, it looks pretty bad.

- If you don't want medication... - I don't!

Can I suggest an alternative?

- Herb tea? - A gas.

A gas...

A gas? Shit, look at it!

- I'm trying to help. - I know. Sorry.

The baby has a fever.

What do I do?

Are you there?

I'll let the doctor know.

What's up with her?

- I'll fetch her Julie. - Hold on.

- Miss... - Ma'am?

Ma'am.

- Where are you going? - I'm dizzy.

Maybe you should lie down.

- Ma'am... - Julie?

Ma'am, Julie isn't here.

Don't let your legs turn weak. Here we go.

Lie down.

There. You can let go of me.

- I'm sorry. - It's ok.

- I'm sorry. - No worries.

I'm sorry.

- Is that ok for you? - Fine.

What's wrong, ma'am?

Don't stress. You undressed her?

Ok.

Don't cover her up too much.

No, wait a while longer.

Exactly.

No, Jal, I'm at work, I can't.

Yeah, So. How's it going?

No. Have you heard anything?

He's in custody?

How long will they keep him?

No, I still haven't seen a doctor.

No, I'm ok.

It was a bit...

Is anyone called Julie?

Is there a Julie here?

Yes, me.

I have to go.

What is it?

Can you help? Your friend's uncontrollable.

I'm sorry.

- Kim, Kim... - Calm down.

- Are you on tonight? - Yes.

- Good. Kim's a sister to me. - I can't help you now.

I see images and the pink chairs are dangerous.

There's a quiet spot here.

Sit here and I'll come back when I can.

Sit down and breathe calmly.

I'll come back when I can.

Sorry, ma'am.

Shouldn't he be in Psychiatry?

With the psych units closed, they come here for meds.

I didn't want them to call you.

- It's not what I wanted. - You were shouting.

You kept yelling?

- Why did you move? - To stretch my legs.

Why can't you obey for once?

- Any news of Eliott? - No, not a word.

I spoke to Milo. He's at home.

I don't know where Eliott is now.

He's not picking up.

You mustn't worry.

Ok, but it's really violent out there.

Don't worry. Have faith.

- Faith? - I have faith.

Prep some compresses, please.

Can I drive?

I have to tonight.

How can you drive in this state?

I'll lose my job.

I went to the demo on my downtime. I'm in the wrong.

Bend your toes, please.

Very good. Again.

- Do you feel that? - Yes.

Great. Now lift your leg slowly.

We'll remove the surface shrapnel, then do an X-ray.

If it's clean, stitches will do.

If not, we'll operate.

Can't I do the X-ray later?

We need to check if there isn't any

near an artery.

How much is an X-ray?

There's no cost. This is a French public hospital.

For now, treatment is free.

Can I lie next to you? That pill knocked me out.

Have the bed, if you want. I can walk a bit.

You can go and sit in the waiting room.

I love you.

I love you.

I want to lie down for a minute.

I'll just close my eyes

for a few seconds.

- Come. - I'll be all yours after.

Come. You're all mine.

- Shall I sing a lullaby? - No.

Sir, I realize it hurts,

but I need you to keep still.

Still no painkillers?

I'm staying awake.

- What's your job? - Trucker.

- For long now? - Yes.

- Not too tough? - I love it.

My dad was a trucker.

He took me along. I loved it. We travelled at night.

We'd cross towns at dawn. Fuck!

Gently!

I'm sorry, sir.

Raphaëlle Catania. Full-length fall on the elbow.

Show me your arm.

I didn't understand.

He wants to see your arm. He's the doctor.

I'm doing what I can.

You need an X-ray.

No major discovery.

Spare the comments. We're swamped.

I'll find someone.

Let him work. Say nothing.

A real Einstein.

I'll take you as it seems I'm a paramedic too.

He's no Nobel winner.

Give me your name so we can note it.

Seriously...

Do you think it's broken?

No idea, that's why I want an X-ray.

It looks pretty bad.

How's the pain on a scale of 0 to 10?

- How bad? - I don't know. 11, 12. 15 even.

Cut the crap. Show me a little respect.

Try again. 0 is nothing, 10, as if I were chewing your arm off.

10 and a half, is that ok?

No, forget it.

Tramadol didn't help?

- She had tramadol? - When she got here.

Could I get a little Lamaline, with a bit of opium in it?

It's not à la carte. It'd be too dangerous.

- You had tramadol? - Patricia, X-ray.

You lie and mix drugs that... Sorry.

It's dangerous and I hate you lying.

You know I hate that!

- It did nothing. - You're insane.

Hello, ma'am.

I'm ashamed.

If anything happens, I'm in the hospital.

You're happy here? So stay.

Don't count on me anymore. I'm going.

What's she doing?

I think she's leaving.

Can't you turn back to go after her?

You have your X-ray.

Will you be ok?

Can you spare a cigarette?

Mr Caron, your antibiotics.

- Will they knock me out? - No.

No, don't worry.

Thank you.

Hello?

Yes, who's there? Hello?

Sweetheart!

- Can you hear me? - Where are you?

At République, with friends.

Call your mother and Valérie.

They'll check hospitals otherwise.

They'll tell me to come home, but I'm with the guys.

- You tell them. - Ok.

Where are you?

Me? I'm in the hospital.

- Is it serious? - Not at all.

I'm giving birth.

What the hell?

I hurt my elbow. It's nothing, sweetheart.

You little darling.

- Is Mum with you? - Yes, she's here.

She can't hear you. She's not close by.

You know, we're fighting a lot lately.

She just told me

that maybe...

What's up? It's like usual.

You always argue and then make up.

Don't worry about it.

You're so sweet.

You have such a tender heart. I love you.

I'll tell her...

I'll put her mind at rest.

Can I get a token?

Go ahead. The shoot-up room is that way.

Thanks.

Shit, it's not calming down.

- Heard from your son? - No, still nothing.

The demo bullshit scares me.

That's not what I meant but...

It's so violent.

I called my daughters to reassure them.

- How old are they? - 17, 15, 13 and 10.

Four daughters?

Yeah, four.

I demonstrate for them.

Was your friend seen?

No, not yet. She played down her injuries,

so it won't be soon.

Excuse me.

That girl touches me.

She reminds me of Myriam.

- Remember Myriam? - Yes, I remember her.

The two of you were funny.

You know, I'm still with Mélanie.

We keep on going.

- You never left Valenciennes? - No.

I work in Lille as a waiter for shit pay

at La Chicorée.

La Chicorée...

What do you do?

I'm a publisher.

- A publisher? - Comic books.

Not bad.

Do you make a living?

I used to.

You used to.

You don't anymore?

Fuck...

Eliott called, he's fine

Are you filming this?

Look.

- What's that? - 15,000 views.

My buddy shot it.

- Crazy. - A lot of us here support you guys.

Fucking hell...

Yeah, So?

You saw the video?

It's totally crazy.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

Imagine if my mum sees it.

I have to bring the truck back tomorrow or I'll be fucked.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Fucking shit battery!

Do you want mine?

I heard lots of far-right activists got arrested.

We're not fascists, ok.

I was just saying...

My buddy got arrested for carrying a ski-mask.

The hospital's falling apart!

Are you ok?

- Yeah. - No one hurt?

I'll call maintenance.

What? Maintenance?

Healthcare is collapsing.

Are you ok, sir?

- Yes, thank you. And you? - I'm ok.

- Are you ok? - Yeah, I'm ok.

Want my phone?

It's ok, thanks.

So you drive trucks?

Into goods' vehicles now?

I love drawing trucks. I've done a lot.

What do you drive exactly?

Whatever they let me.

I just started on a 26-tonner. I have to work tomorrow from 5 AM.

That won't be easy.

I don't mean to...

You're in the shit too?

Yes, I'm in the shit.

I wrecked my elbow, I can't work,

and my girlfriend's leaving me.

And you...

What's wrong with your leg?

I got shot like a rabbit.

That's funny?

Sorry.

Forgive me, I mixed a few drugs

and I imagine him...

as a rabbit on the Champs-Elysées.

That's what happened.

I took off like a rabbit.

It's amazing. We were together

and, all of a sudden, it was war.

Grenades, tear gas, people panicking.

- It was hell. - What did you expect?

That's not what I came for.

I wanted Mr Macron to come out of the Elysée Palace, ok?

And say to us,

"Ok, guys, I understand. Let's talk.

Let's discuss it man to man." Period.

- You really thought he'd do it? - Why not?

A president listens to his people.

He'd have talked to bankers.

- Probably. - Right away.

Trouble is, he doesn't see our anger as legitimate.

Then, what did I think? I thought, "Fuck,

what was our big mistake?"

We should've come from below.

Hold on, I don't understand.

We arrived in Paris

and marched on the Elysée.

Riot cops everywhere.

If we'd used the sewers...

Ah, ok!

The Elysée has sewers.

Like everywhere.

They poo there too.

I didn't want that pipe.

Not that pipe.

We'd arrive in the yard and talk.

Talk, that's all I wanted.

I have to move you a little for the focus.

Like that...

Can you keep your head like that?

Stay like that two seconds.

Don't move or breathe.

It's not working.

Sorry, this isn't what I usually do.

I don't have the reflexes.

Is it working? Yes.

- I breathed a bit. - That's ok, but try not to do it again.

Your head, ma'am.

Turn it.

Hold your breath.

That's it.

Lower me. Lower me, please!

- Right away. - Lower me.

Lower me.

You have a lot of layers.

There are bugs.

- I need my paracetamol. - I'm coming.

Julie Bataille. I'll call you back.

Julie, why did you leave?

I can't manage without you.

I can't defend myself.

- There you are. - Yes.

So where's Eliott?

Half an hour ago, he was still at République.

What's he doing there?

Talking to his pals. He was cool.

Why doesn't he call me?

Because.

You're too strict.

Bullshit. Sure, I'm a killjoy.

Seen the doctor?

No.

What is it?

A stray bit of bone there.

- See it? - Yes.

Shit...

I don't see it.

Who knows? Let's wait for the doctor.

He was really sweet

on the phone.

He is sweet.

He's secretive, but very attentive to others.

- He's a real gem. - Yeah.

Great, but I know that already.

You usually do him down, but tonight you're charmed.

I don't do him down.

You know, I think we were worn out.

I realize it must be difficult to...

live with me. I'm always complaining.

I need to change. You must think you don't make me happy.

But, in fact, you make me so happy.

So happy.

Maybe we could carry on? Find a solution?

We won't talk now.

You've never been with anyone as good as me.

No, go on, admit it.

Ok, I'll stop. I'll stop begging.

Begging is never sexy.

But I'm sexy, ok, so I'll stop.

So I order you that we carry on together.

It's sexy, saying "I order".

Wait! Julie, please, wait!

- Julie, please! - Are you crazy?

You can't yell like that.

This is a hospital. People are in pain.

Some will die. Nurses are working.

Can you get that into your head? Other people exist too.

You pay no attention to others. It can't go on.

Look. Listen.

Stop this!

Some days you're nice, so make an effort.

No... Yes...

Earlier, for instance, I met someone.

We talked. I met a yellow vest.

What did you ask him? If he voted Le Pen, I suppose?

I'm no caricature.

We talked. I thought he was wonderful.

A bit crazy, but lively

and very naive too. You saw him

at the coffee machine.

He yells as much as you do.

You were made for each other.

You have a poor friend now.

That's a sick thing to say.

He moved me, that's all.

He touched me, moved me.

There's no need to be sarcastic all the time when emotion kicks in.

He thought Macron would leave the Elysée to talk to them.

He's totally dumb then!

Dumb but not deaf!

Who d'you think you are?

I'm not dumb, I didn't vote

for Le Pen.

- It's funny. - It isn't.

- You've no sense of humour. - If you regret voting Macron, too bad.

Sir, didn't you forget something?

Ma'am?

Ma'am, are you ok?

No.

Waiting time: 8 to 10 hours Thank you for understanding

Excuse us.

Sorry.

Sorry.

My friend has it in for me, not for you.

She exaggerates.

She's right. I'm your token pauper.

Don't say that!

My parents were simple teachers.

They carried us at demonstrations.

I know every demo route by heart.

I believed in the revolution.

Now, you don't care!

Where were you? Proles' demos aren't chic enough?

Don't say that. I've always been...

Are you ok?

That hurt.

You deserve to be left there.

Don't be mean. Help me.

Hold on...

Jesus!

I don't weigh 200 kilos!

- Ok? - Yes.

It'll work out with your friend.

I'm not sure.

She can't stand me anymore.

Have you got a girl?

That's not easy when you live at your mum's

and can't afford dinner out.

Spoken like a true macho.

- What? - A macho.

Take her to a park

to eat a sandwich.

We live in two different worlds.

Why do you say that?

I bring a cooler and sandwiches?

On a park bench. I love benches.

After, you kiss and eat...

an apple.

What's going on?

- Why're you here? - Meet Einstein.

We're discussing the class struggle.

Go back to your booth, sir!

Yes, boss!

The X-ray.

- Injured at the demo? - No.

Is that a problem?

Yes, I was.

What's that shit question?

It's broken.

- We need to operate. - No!

The surgeon's too busy tonight,

so we'll put it in a cast for now.

What is this?

Seen all the injured? Worse and worse.

Fucking bastard!

Sorry, sir, there's no paediatric unit here.

The baby's sick, I need to see Kim. I'm her husband.

Leave them alone!

They did nothing!

We have rights! No one listens!

The gate!

Fucking open it!

Shit!

Get down!

You're crazy!

Are you ok?

- Are you ok? - I'm ok.

Get inside! Hurry!

Don't touch your eyes.

Hurry it up!

Let's go. Keep moving, sir.

Any news?

- Nothing. - And on the Net?

Nothing. I'm on it. They say everything's calm.

But something's happening!

Julie Bataille. I'll call you back.

Julie, call me, please.

Seen an ER close its doors before?

- Are the police here for me? - No, calm down.

- Where's Kim? - She's coming.

We can't reach the supervisor.

- No one's answering. - We can't breathe!

- He has a baby. - We're letting no one in.

That's absurd. Pat!

- What's up, Jalil? - The baby's burning up.

Come with me. Open the door.

Stand aside!

Excuse me!

Someone will come for you.

- Let us in! - We can't breathe!

Hold on...

Put her here.

Heart failure. Blandine!

- Where can he go? - Here. There's no room.

Michèle, the BVM!

Naïla, the IV.

Here.

Shit.

Is the senior in?

Scope him. 1:30, starting CPR.

I can let you in one by one.

Clear the entrance.

Go to the waiting room.

Alright.

- All alone? - Yes.

Ok, let's see.

Pretty bad.

Maternity needs to be moved as tear gas reached the rooms.

- What's wrong? - It hurts.

- Where? - When I breathe.

Excuse me, this lady's in a bad way.

We'll be right back.

What does that mean? She's not well.

We'll be right back.

Help us here!

Let us through, please.

Wait like us!

We're not cutting in. She can't breathe!

- How long? - Two minutes.

- Any history? - No time to check the file.

The IV...

Naïla, tell us when you're done.

Stop CPR so I can see the rhythm.

Ok, it's a shockable rhythm. Charging.

Clear!

First shock.

We have a beat. Kim, carry on. Prep 1mg of adrenalin.

Set up a second IV.

Get him intubated too.

- I'll prep it. - Sedative.

No children here!

It's Kim's daughter. I'll take over.

40, heart failure during X-ray. History unknown.

- Shocked? - Once. 1 mg of adrenalin.

Got the intubation kit?

- How long now, Kim? - Four minutes.

4 minutes of CPR. Shocked once and asystolic.

Ok, ready to insufflate.

Hold on, I have something.

We have a beat!

Pressure reading and an ICU bearer.

Set it at 15.

For the ICU, right away. They're already here.

Oxygen ok.

Let's go.

Good work, girls.

Let us in!

I'll break the door down!

Stop it! Stop that!

What do we do?

You can see she's suffering!

- How is she? - She has bronchiolitis.

She's a little better. We put her on a drip to hydrate her.

And we'll keep an eye on her.

- Sweetheart. - I panicked. She was so hot.

I was at a loss.

You did right to come. I should've stayed.

I didn't want to bother you here.

It'll be ok, beauty.

My love, where are you? Have you left?

We're trapped in the waiting room.

No, I'm ok, I just can't get in.

I'll be there soon.

I told you, we can't get in. I'll be there as soon as I can, ok.

We can't hear you.

We can't hear you!

We can't hear!

What's wrong?

Hello?

I'm in Paediatrics. I'll be right there.

I don't believe it. I have to get back to work, honey.

Mummy loves you lots.

Ok? I'll be back to see you soon.

Sorry, Jal, I have to go.

Your attention, please.

Rioters have attacked the police.

The administrator is closing the hospital temporarily.

Please show calm and discipline.

- Calm down. - You're too many, it's dangerous.

We can't let you in.

This is the ICU. It's too dangerous for the patients.

- How many? - Twenty or so.

Calm down.

You have to decide.

What do you want to do?

Calm down!

They're gonna massacre us!

They're talking.

Ok, we let everyone in, but calmly.

Hamza, are you sure? We could be censured.

I'll take responsibility. Use the basement.

- Sorry, but... - I'll take responsibility.

Take them via the basement to the main yard.

- I'll do it. - I'll come.

Me too.

Calm down, please.

We'll let you in, but it's totally forbidden.

Remember, you're in a hospital.

Follow me as calmly as you can.

Thank you, sir.

Slowly.

We're here. What's wrong?

Follow me.

Stay calm. It's the ICU.

Stick together.

What happened?

The cops are here!

- Go on. - Close the door.

- It's illegal to let demonstrators in. - Not demonstrators, patients.

I'll report you.

Feeling better?

Breathe, breathe...

Yes, we prioritize. I'll keep you posted.

Talk to you later.

- That side's done. - Ok.

- Ma'am? - This is so scary.

Don't worry. It's noisy,

but we're in control. Don't worry.

You have oxygen, I'll watch the machine. Call if you need me.

This is a treatment area.

We'll call you one by one, ok?

She played down her injuries.

- Ariola, Johnny! - That's me!

Excuse me, please.

- What's wrong? - This young woman's in a bad way.

What's wrong, ma'am?

She can't breathe. Come with me.

I'll take you in.

Let the lady through.

We're doing our best.

Come with me.

Just wait, ok.

Let's take it slowly. Keep breathing.

- Is a booth free? - All taken.

There's a bed in my booth.

Thank you, Mr Caron, but please sit back down.

Nearly there, ma'am.

Why's the bed like that?

What did you do?

- You're not comfortable. - It's ok.

Get comfortable.

- Let me see your eyes. - They sting.

Fuck...

It's hell.

Well?

Seen the doctor?

- It's broken. It's not serious. - It is.

Will they operate?

Yes, but they don't know when.

But it should be right away.

Cough, please.

Again.

Kim?

- We'll do a chest scan. - Ok.

- Can you take her? - Yes, it'll be quicker.

Collect your things, sir.

I just had your X-ray results.

It's not bad, but there's a lot of shrapnel.

It needs an op to clear it.

Can't they do that back in Nîmes?

You can't drive.

- Hear all that outside? - What do I do?

Just wait. There's no other option.

How long do I wait?

I have no beds, sir. I'm really sorry.

Excuse me.

Where the fuck are they?

- Naïla, found any yet? - I'm looking.

Why's the gurney like this? Careful.

Pat, this is all.

Use those. I'll get more.

- Do you need help? - Yes. Thank you.

Kiss me.

No, cut it out.

We're making calls. We're doing all we can.

Is this where it hurts?

Look at me, sir. Did you take any painkillers?

Ok.

I need a doctor!

- What happened? - I fell down the stairs.

Can you feel your leg?

Open it, open your eye.

Are you ok?

Lie down.

Nice and slowly.

Great.

What happened to you?

We were marching.

I didn't realize they were going to charge.

I didn't hear the warnings.

I didn't start running.

I felt I wasn't in danger as I'd done nothing wrong.

So I kept walking calmly

because I'd done no wrong.

One of them grabbed me.

He threw me down, forced my head into the ground,

put his fingers in my nose and he started hitting me.

I'm sorry.

Sorry, I had no idea.

Sorry, I...

- It's my fault. - Sorry.

It's over. You're safe. We're here for you.

Need some saline solution?

Can you manage?

Yellow vests: any limit to the anger?

Hello, Mr Prunier, it's Yann. Just to say

I'll be a little late, but the deliveries will be on time.

Sorry, I have to go. Thanks.

- You want to lose your leg? - I have to go.

Are you ok?

Her waters are breaking.

- Are you ok? - Yes.

I lost my way. Excuse me.

Lie her down.

I'll unhook this thing.

Are you ok?

Are you ok?

No.

Carry on.

- I bend her legs? - Yes.

Bend your legs, ma'am.

Ever see someone give birth with their legs straight?

Yes, ma'am.

- We can't deliver her. - We'll see.

Got a husband or something?

- Husbands aren't obligatory. - Just asking!

Where is he?

Yes. Embrace the pain.

- I'll find someone. - Go! Calm down.

Be right back!

Breathe in calmly. That's it.

I want to push.

- No, you mustn't. - Yes.

Breathe in. Wait a bit. Breathe in and embrace the pain. There.

Maybe we can pant like a little dog? Look at me.

Look at me.

Give me your hand. Look at me.

Squeeze hard.

I was looking for you everywhere!

Breathe calmly. Don't push yet.

Breathe calmly.

Mind your arm. Who's with her?

- The father? Come with us. - No, thank you.

- Are you ok? - I feel dizzy.

Hold on, I'll get a gurney.

Can we get a gurney?

I'll say goodbye.

You can't get out.

I'll manage.

Hold on.

I drew you.

Look.

That's me?

Yes.

Do you like it?

Yeah.

My left hand's not as good.

No, it's great.

Thank you.

You can hang it in your truck.

It's really great.

Mrs Catania, where's your gurney?

I lent it.

- Seen my friend? - No, I haven't.

- Why are you here? - I'm going.

You know that's not possible. Stay close.

Do you need help?

- Adrien, you can't come in. - What about him?

- He's going. - Why did you call the cops?

Why did you call them?

I didn't.

- Why're they here? - I didn't call them.

You gave our names. You gave all our names!

All our names!

You gave all our names.

What is this? You gave our names?

Go back to the waiting room.

- You were asked to? - I didn't, ok!

- Who asked you? - Step outside. You, lie down.

I'll waste you!

I'll fucking strip you!

Shut the door!

Mr Square Head, shut it or I knife her.

Block the door with furniture!

Do as he says, please.

- You're hurting the lady. - I waited!

She told me she was going to come.

I waited but she never did.

I gambled and lost!

What did you gamble, bozo?

My life!

Kim, are you ok? What's going on?

Shut up, you!

I'll kill her if you don't!

Get lost! Shut up!

Sir, you're hurting the lady.

A psych patient's with Kim and two patients.

- I called the police. - The police?

He called them. He has a knife, I think.

We need to calm him.

Sorry, you can't go in.

My wife's in there.

Stop staring at me!

Shut the hell up!

Is he dangerous?

Not with his medication, but we don't know.

- We called the police. - They can't get near this place!

They'll use another entrance.

When will they get here?

Excuse me.

How can she help you if you keep holding her like that?

I don't trust her.

She called the cops.

I didn't call anyone.

How can she help you if she can't move? She can't help you.

Put that down.

It's logical what you say,

but I won't do it. I'm not logical now!

What's stopping you?

That's not the problem!

So what is?

The problem is I don't know...

I don't know why I'm here.

So come with me. Let's go outside and talk about it.

Want to have a cigarette with me?

Go smoke outside, but I keep Kim.

You're a cop, right? You're trying to smooth-talk me!

I'm not a cop, I'm a demonstrator.

Why would I trust you?

Look what the cops did to me.

No, cops get injured too.

Are you a cop too?

Are you a cop as well?

Tell me, I don't know!

We're not cops!

Fucking tell me!

Go with him. Nothing will happen to you.

We're on the same side.

Adrien, look at his leg.

Can I trust you?

Of course.

You can see Kim isn't the problem.

Come on.

Grab his legs.

Kim!

Put him on his side.

Kim, help me, please!

They'll kill me!

- On his back. - Gently. He didn't take his meds.

He's not dangerous.

Motherfucker! I'll bleed you!

- I hate you! - Don't look at him.

I'm here, Adrien.

- They're gonna kill me. - Calm down.

- My heart's stopping! - Breathe.

You don't have to choke him like that.

Kim, come, please!

They'll fucking kill me!

I have nothing to say, sir.

If I wasn't so busy, it wouldn't have happened.

He hurt you. You won't press charges?

No, I don't want to.

You should. Each complaint shows how dysfunctional things are.

I said I won't press charges. I have work to do. Can I go?

Thank you.

- Good luck. - You too.

Elodie, I'm Dr Dufour, the duty doctor.

There are broken ribs. We saw blood around your lungs.

That explains your trouble breathing.

We'll hospitalize you and...

Are you sure? The pain isn't that bad.

Each breath hurts?

Yes.

That's not normal, Elodie.

Mr Caron, where are you running off to? Come with me.

Good news, they can operate on you now.

- Right now? - Yes.

Here, climb on the gurney.

I'll get a smock.

I'm ok. Thank you.

I'll be right back.

Excuse me.

Kim needs you in booth 1.

- Kim? - Yes.

Why are you still at République?

The riot cops hedged us in for two hours.

You're totally reckless!

- Ok now? - Do you realize?

Go home now, Eliott.

- It's ok. - You're always worrying.

- Ignore her, sweetie. - That's a good one!

You never keep me posted. Of course I worry.

Stop siding with him. It's a pain.

You're like two teens.

Is this some contest to see who's right?

- I'm smoothing things over. - You just stir the shit.

Stop arguing over me. See you.

We're not arguing, Eliot.

You don't help. He hangs up on me when we haven't spoken for hours.

Everything I say is wrong. I'll say nothing.

Yes, you need to learn to shut up now and then.

You always have to butt in.

I'll shut up when I die.

I'll believe that when I see it.

Want to arrange your funeral for a broken arm?

Will you be sad when I die?

Maybe you'll have worn me out so much, I'll be relieved.

I might say, "Finally."

Will you cry a lot?

I don't know.

Will you miss me?

You just pounced on me. I said I didn't want to kiss you.

- True. - You didn't ask for my consent.

That's not right.

Sorry, I had to urinate in a corner.

I've been on the go over 15 hours.

What a fucking mess.

It's really...

really war.

They keep us waiting hours. I can't go on.

They should have let us charge much sooner.

Things degenerated. We panicked and fired in every direction.

I've got a colleague being seen to here.

Are you hurt?

Sir!

Come on. Go this way, pal.

Go on.

He's ok, guys.

I really admire you.

That's kind, but I think I'll move on soon.

I understand.

If everyone leaves, they'll realize something's wrong.

By law, we're limited to three shifts a week.

This is my sixth.

We can't keep on sacrificing ourselves

all the time like this...

without any respect at all.

For us or our work.

As a girl, I dreamt of having a cast.

- Really? - This is my first.

I wanted...

people to write on it.

- I'm a cartoonist. - Really?

You'll be ace at drawing on your cast.

Did the intern explain that, before we discharge you,

you'll do another X-ray?

No? You need an X-ray to check nothing has moved.

I'll say goodbye.

- We can get out? - Yes.

They're doing my friend's cast.

How's Elodie?

We're waiting.

I hope she'll be ok.

It was nice to see you anyhow.

Same here.

See all the morphine they gave me?

Maybe it'll help me draw.

Don't play the junkie. It's for the pain.

I can walk.

Go on then.

No, forget it.

Go on, sit down.

We can't keep the chair.

Of course we can keep it.

The security guard's going to stop us.

Keep going. Faster!

Faster!

It's him. I'll just go and check.

Mr Caron, can you hear me?

Mr Caron, it's Kim.

Grip my hand if you hear me.

What happened?

An accident. His truck crashed.