"GOD IS THE LIGHT OF THE WORLD." BOOK OF JOHN, 9:5
"LIGHT UPON LIGHT. GOD GUIDES TO HIS LIGHT WHOM HE WILLS." QURAN, 24:35
AUGUST 1994
Your pager's a pain.
I still have three deliveries. My mum'll kill me. I'm off.
Stop! What about your deliveries?
Stop!
How's that?
-Put that down. -I'm okay.
-How about my feet? -Be happy I'm doing your bottom.
Expecting someone?
-Who is it? -No idea!
Yes?
-Ophélie! -Why are you here?
-Is Tony here? -No.
-I saw his moped. -What is it, Amin?
I was passing by. I saw Tony's moped.
-How are you? -Fine, you?
Come.
Tony!
-So it was Tony. -Yes.
-You good? -Yeah. And you?
Come inside for a bit.
You really scared me!
-Why? -Why are you here?
Why?
I was out riding my bike on my way home.
I didn't know you were back.
-I got in yesterday. -Okay... cool.
-This is my aunt's house. -Your aunt's?
Elena's?
I knew she lived somewhere around here.
-She's not here? -No.
She's in hospital.
-Damn. What is it? -Cirrhosis.
Hospitalised three months already.
My mum and I visit her every day.
It's serious, but I guess that's life.
-Want something to drink? -Sure, whatever.
Beer. That's all I have.
I'm glad to see you, but you scared me!
Why?
Because...
I think you know why.
Look, I'm shaking!
-Thanks. -Sure.
-Something to eat? -No, thanks.
Look how I'm shaking! My legs...
Did you see your parents? All's well?
-What is it? -Why change the subject?
I don't know, I'm stressed out.
Why did Tony leave?
-A delivery to make? -I think so.
I thought you were with Clément. Last I heard.
-Yes. -Yes, what?
-I'm with Clément. -Oh, yeah? Where is he?
Aircraft carrier Charles de Gaulle, surveilling the skies.
Let's talk about something else.
-How's the farm, your folks? -Everything's fine.
I heard you quit medical school.
-Just after the semester began. -Why?
I didn't like it any more. It's not what I wanted.
Why?
The subjects changed in my second year.
I see my life differently.
What are you doing now?
I'm here... on holiday.
I heard you're still writing.
I finished a script. I sent it to some producers in Paris.
-Waiting to hear back? -As usual.
Lots of waiting! Sounds cool.
How long are you staying?
I don't know, a month or two.
Maybe three. Depends if I hear back.
If I have to go back to Paris.
Your brothers and sisters are okay?
My sister's getting a divorce. She's living back home.
She has a custody hearing for her son.
-We've known happier times. -I see.
That's life.
-Your brothers? -They're okay.
Remember, Martin took an exam to be a policeman?
-He passed it. -Cool.
Alexis doesn't know what he wants to be.
Either a parachutist or a policeman. I forget...
Both are into order and discipline.
Like you, order and discipline.
You got it!
I wonder if I'm their sister!
Want some?
-From your farm? -Obviously.
-What? -Nothing.
Out with it.
Clément should surveil something else.
Very funny.
-Buying me with strawberries? -Not at all.
Since when are you seeing Tony?
-What? -How long has it been?
It began four years ago.
I say "began" because...
it's not like we've been together for four years.
We've been seeing each other for four years.
Four years.
So...
it's not nothing.
But it's...
I don't know.
-You weren't getting married? -Yes... we are.
-It's still on? -I think so.
Yes, it's still on.
-It's complicated. -I see.
You'll keep it to yourself?
I don't know if you'll mention it to Tony...
No, he never told me...
He never told me.
And neither did you.
I know.
-Still doing photography? -I'd like to start again.
I bet...
Not me! That's over. It was so boring.
You pose while pretending to be uncomfortable.
Not at all.
-Look. -I'm not posing!
Move back a bit.
I'm kidding.
All done.
-Remember the pictures we took? -You bet.
You never showed them to me.
My mum redid my room and left them on my desk.
It's time to show me.
Should I go look in your house on your desk?
I'll come over, but...
-We'll take others. -Oh, yeah?
If you're more of a pro.
If I pose again for four hours for one picture--
-You liked it a lot. -A real lot!
What fun. No, it was cool.
But still...
I'll be faster... I've gotten better.
Take any pictures in Paris?
I've taken a lot.
-I'm busy now, but I took lots. -Cool.
You'll show me?
-You obviously don't want to show them. -I do!
Got a girlfriend there?
A girlfriend in Paris? Take pictures of her?
No.
-No pictures or no girlfriend? -Neither.
I see your smile. Give me a break.
I know some girls at the restaurant...
Co-workers. That's all.
That's all. Nothing official.
Just semi-official.
A little like you.
Come on.
-You've changed. -Really?
-You're taller. -Nonsense!
Really.
-Think so? -You're almost handsome.
I'll take that as a compliment.
-Help me. -Do I make you nervous?
-You can say so. -I'm still shaking.
Stay still.
Done?
Let's get going.
Wait...
I'll go out first.
It's fine. Come on.
-Can I? -Yes.
You came by bike?
It's beautiful here. I should bring a camera.
I bought a new one.
It's worth it.
-Do you ride a bike in Paris? -No...
I don't even have one. I take the Metro.
And the Metro... and the Metro...
And the Metro and the Metro?
-You live in the Metro? -Sort of.
-You shouldn't have left. -Yeah, but...
Don't you like living there?
Look at that!
True.
When it's your routine, it gets boring.
Impossible to get bored of this.
Routines make everything boring. I'd like to see Paris.
If I go back for a meeting, come along for a visit.
Really?
A statue at Place de la Nation reminds me of you.
-Why? -You'll see...
-Tell me why. -You'll see.
Turn around. Discreetly...
I mean it.
-Right, huh? -Yeah.
Hey.
Mind if we sit here?
-We usually sit here. -Really?
-It's our spot. -And do people often take your spot?
It's not exactly our spot, but usually we sit here.
Come on... This is my cousin Amin.
-And your names? -I'm Charlotte.
They talk in unison.
-And you? -Céline.
-This is Tony, my cousin. -That's me.
You two from here?
No, from Nice. And you?
Yes, from around here.
You're on holiday?
-Staying here long? -Two weeks.
More or less.
You rented a place?
-We're at my grandma's. -Your grandma's.
Yes.
-What's so funny? -No idea. You're funny.
What do you do?
I manage some businesses.
-Manage businesses? -Restaurants.
Because "manage businesses" sounds strange.
Two restaurants here, two in Tunisia.
Really? No way. Where in Tunisia?
In Hammamet. You know it?
Not Hammamet. Tunisia, yes.
-You've been? -Two years ago with my parents.
-Where did you go? -Sousse, Tunis and Djerba.
-We may be going soon. -I hope.
-Hammamet? -Yeah, my dad's place.
-He lives there? -Seeing to the restaurants.
-While you manage the ones here? -The ones here and there.
You manage four restaurants.
-You're... -The manager.
I see. Well, excuse me!
And what do you do?
I'm in business school.
Dance school.
That's nice.
-My cousin moved to Paris. -For medical school.
And he writes scripts. Science fiction.
The last one was science fiction.
What's it about?
-Don't you want to tell us? -It's something...
It takes place on Earth in the future.
Like in 2020, 2022, around then.
People live among robots that look like humans.
There's a love story between a man and a woman robot.
-A pretty woman robot. -How cute.
Do you like movies?
Yeah, a lot.
-Stars come to the restaurant. -Really?
-So it's well-known. -Totally!
It's the Hammamet Sun. Don't know it?
-Hammamet Sun. -I know it.
-Really? -I went with my grandma.
-Any good? -It was good.
-Did you eat well? -Yes.
-You enjoyed yourself? -A lot.
See any stars?
I didn't notice anyone.
We get Jessica Paterson from Flames of Passion.
She and her husband live nearby.
Aldo Maccione comes, too.
You don't know Aldo Maccione?
-Who? -Aldo Maccione.
The Class.
-Don't know him? -Who is he?
A really famous actor.
I don't know him.
-You don't know The Class? -Is that a movie?
A way of walking. He does it in every movie.
The Class?
-He created a walk? -A gait.
Go on, show us.
-Want to see? -Yeah, show us.
Give a demonstration. Maybe we even know it.
He starts like this...
then takes little steps.
With a little hop? I know that hop.
"Aldo The Class."
Like this. Look, backwards, too.
Never saw it?
You don't know him?
-Have you been swimming yet? -Yes, we have.
-How's the water? -Excellent.
-Let's all go swimming. -Sure.
-Coming? -I'll put on lotion.
I'll be right there.
-Already? -Already holding hands!
They look happy.
I hope so.
Want some?
-You want to be a dance teacher? -No, a dancer.
A dancer, okay...
With a band? In a company?
Cabaret and in a company.
-Come to Paris. They're all over. -Right.
Aren't the best cabarets in Paris?
It's famous for them.
-I don't know Paris well. -I could show you around.
All right? Careful, I won't forget it!
I hope not.
-You've never been to Paris? -Just a few times.
-I did the museums. -There are great museums!
Louvre, Musée d'Orsay, lots of good ones.
Paris is beautiful. Unusual.
You can get great shots.
-You're a photographer, too? -I take pictures. I like that.
-I never photographed a dancer. -Really?
-How about it? -A picture of me?
-I'm not photogenic. -Really?
-But you dance well? -A photo won't show dance.
You don't know.
A photo says a lot. It's not just a moment, especially with dance.
With a posture, a gesture, you can do a lot.
Okay, then.
-Yeah? -Sure.
-If you show me around Paris. -I'd love to.
Give and take.
Where are those two?
-You see them? -I don't.
There they are.
That Charlotte wastes no time.
-It's her. -It's your cousin.
No way, she's not like that.
-But she's receptive. -Very true.
Let's go in before they get into trouble.
Us being there won't change much.
For sure.
That was luck!
Hey, guys!
-Hey, Uncle. -How's my nephew?
Aimé!
Always in such good company.
Hi there, girls.
I'll introduce you... Charlotte. Uncle Kamel.
Céline.
-Aimé, nice to meet you. -He's a family friend.
-You're not locals. -We're going to eat.
Couscous, now?
The couscous isn't ready yet.
I'll show them the restaurant.
Have a drink first, then go eat.
-We'll eat with you. -Meet us there.
-But it isn't ready. -Meet us there later.
Come in or I'll come out.
-No need to come out. -No need? Here I come.
My uncle's some character.
Do I have the plague? Come and have a drink.
-Come on. -Some rosé.
It's not you two I want.
She wants to come.
See, I'm a thief but I only steal hearts!
-You shy or what? -Not at all.
Pour some drinks for my friends.
-What'll it be? -I'm good.
Something with mint.
Gin fizz for her. Rosé for me.
And something with mint.
-Things good? -They're fine. They seem to like Sète.
We met today at the beach.
You're with two nice guys.
The best.
They're hot as hell!
-He said you're gorgeous. -Exactly! Watch out.
-You good, Céline? -Fine.
-Can I look at-- -At what?
I know someone who'd like to paint your body.
-Who? -His father.
-A real artist. -My dad paints.
Her, too.
You didn't tell me.
He'll have a blast.
So you're going to Hammamet?
He told you about Hammamet? Gorgeous.
Bring a toothbrush. We have everything else.
All right.
Pool, amazing villa... Total holiday.
Shisha, mint tea.
Exactly!
I told her about dad. She'll never want to leave.
Trust me, she'll come back.
Yeah, but she'll be hooked.
Where's your drink?
This is for you.
-And where's mine? -You can drink later.
So business is good?
Very. I'm proud of you.
Damn good manager!
He manages all the restaurants.
-Yeah, he told us. -The boss!
I manage the bar, too.
Who's the future, if not you? He's an artist, as you know.
-Did he tell you his plans? -He did.
Heavy stuff. He's the pride of the family.
Has he taken your picture yet?
Ask him to.
You're going for couscous?
How about couscous with my nephew and me?
-She didn't get it. -Not everyone's seen it.
Never saw Scarface?
No way! She's so cute!
-See you later? -Later, go on.
-We may come later. -We'll be there.
Bye, Charlotte.
Chez Maryse.
Céline, you stole my heart. I swear.
Enjoy dinner, girls.
One more time.
-Great arse. -I'm in love. Don't talk like that!
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
The decor is typically Tunisian.
Camels...
The port of Hammamet, 13th century.
Prettier in real life, sunset on the sea.
At sunset, it'll blow you away.
You're coming anyway.
-Sounds great. -You'll see.
Why the smile?
Good evening, girls.
You okay?
Nice to meet you.
You're eating here?
-On the terrace? -Outside, it's crowded here.
That's my mum.
She's beautiful.
It's you who's beautiful!
Was I too loud?
Mum! This is Charlotte, a friend.
My mother Hatika, my sister Lamia.
We'll go and sit outside.
That's the actor I mentioned.
And beside him, take a good look.
No family resemblance?
-Your father? -Exactly.
He did a film in Hammamet and came to the house.
-You see how he'll look. -Right!
-My brother's handsome. -Yes.
He did the Maccione walk?
He did it. It's his big thing.
Isabelle Adjani. Obviously.
And that's Jessica Paterson, from that series...
Her husband Jack, the producer. Our mayor.
Your brother...
He gave you the whole story.
Now it's a Chinese restaurant!
Not Chinese, Vietnamese. Very different.
He's really out to impress you.
It's too much for me!
Auntie, can I show them the kitchen? Real quick.
Just a peek backstage.
Don't take two pretty girls into the kitchen!
It's also a matter of hygiene.
You see?
My uncle, Auntie's husband.
Amin's father.
Exactly.
He's my mum's cousin. It took me a while, too.
We'll serve you outside.
You can choose between Tunisian and Asian.
Hey, kids!
-Table free? -It's yours.
Cool, that's perfect.
Great. We'll sit here.
-Perfect. -Can we get menus?
Tony, can you come here?
Just for a sec.
Be cool.
He's with two pretty girls.
Cute, aren't they?
Yes, very pretty.
-Lecture time, Tony. -Why that face?
-Where were you all day? -With Amin at the beach.
-You're supposed to work. -You go too far.
We're eating. It's a restaurant.
We just met them.
You just swagger in--
You like blondes? I didn't know.
You're over me!
I'll come tomorrow at 7:30.
Tony, you should've called. We couldn't deliver!
-Amin is here. -We had to wing it at the last minute.
-Just tell us. -Tomorrow 7:30 a.m.
Don't leave us hanging.
Hey, there.
-Is all well? -Yes, fine.
-You look lost. -Not at all.
-What are you doing? -Reading the menu.
Sorry.
Perfect. Sit with us.
-We're with Amin and Tony. -Tony's my cousin.
At least you won't be alone.
Come and meet... Melinda.
And Thomas.
-Your name? -Céline.
I'm Charlotte.
-I didn't introduce myself. -True.
Joe...
-You're not from here? -No, from Nice.
You left them alone, so...
We're keeping them company.
What are you up to?
Why are you here?
-Not at home? -Never.
Things good?
Be careful, watch out. This one's a thug.
Stop, we're family.
Not at all. I'm not with you.
Want a drink?
-Where? -Over there.
Chez Maryse. Music, dancing, drinks.
You can eat after.
-We can dance? -You like dancing?
Céline, you want to stay?
Céline wants to dance with me.
We'll dance, then see.
-There? -Across the street.
-You like dancing, too? -I do.
-Something in common. -Why?
I love dancing. I don't dance well, but I love it.
Show me how good you are.
We'll see.
What do you want?
How's life?
Cool. And you?
Now we see your dance skills?
-Ignoring me? -I didn't see you.
Céline, Ophélie.
Let's dance.
-How are you? -Good. And you?
Ophélie is a childhood friend.
I'll get drinks.
I'm no dancer, but I get by.
Come, Charlotte!
How about a drink?
-Nothing? -No, I'm fine.
What'll it be?
-Cool place. -Yeah, it's great.
Can you order for me?
Do you know this one?
Can I steal her?
Show me your moves.
No, don't try to do it like me.
It's more...
-The hips. -Women do their hips.
Us, too, but... It's like a plane taking off.
Medical school is over with?
-Yeah. -Why? Medical school's good.
Want to switch?
You okay?
Cool friends!
-You burned me with your cigarette. -Punishment!
He's stealing your girl.
I can't let you steal my girl.
I wasn't going to steal her.
Thanks, you're a great guy.
I knew you danced well.
-I'm thirsty. Let's drink. -Me, too.
-Having fun? -It's cool.
To this intense dancing...
"Wise is he who conserves his youthful heart."
Want to sit?
-I'm hot. -I can imagine.
I'm hot, but it feels good.
It's nice to dance like that.
-You were in good company. -That's true.
-You put on a good show. -Really?
-You danced, too. -A little.
-Some? -Not as well as you.
-No, not as much. -Nor as well.
No, not true.
I knew it. That you dance well.
I don't dance well. I just have fun.
How about me? Do I dance well?
It was good. You dance well.
-You get others to dance. -Do I?
-How do I take that? -No idea.
I dance badly, but make others dance well, right?
Sorry, I didn't mean that.
Worm your way out of it. Hurry! I didn't hear.
Drop it. You dance well!
Want a cigarette?
-It's hot in here. -Yes, I'm hot too.
Got a boyfriend in Nice?
Why not?
-Are they blind in Nice? -That's not it.
It's me, that's all.
If beauty were a crime, you'd be serving life!
Because you're gorgeous.
Local pick-up line?
No, it's mine. I won't let anyone steal it.
I doubt they will.
-Anyway, I mean it. -You're kind.
It's not mutual? Give me a compli... Just kidding.
I'm teasing.
-Nothing to say? -About what?
I don't know. You're staring at me.
I don't know.
-Do I unsettle you? -Yeah, but it's fine.
You unsettle me a lot.
I'm hot.
It's not the heat in here.
-What, then? -Your presence.
-A ray of sunshine before me. -Really?
I can get a tan like this.
Want some fresh air?
Yes.
After you.
Some gallantry. Where you going?
-Let's go back to the restaurant. -Restaurant?
-The Hammamet. -This way.
The Hammamet's there.
The bar where I met you.
Best pizzeria in Sète.
Across from the video club.
Maybe you want to watch a movie.
No, thanks.
Over there, a great view of the harbour.
And right in front of you...
my lips.
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If you're going to watch movies all day, stay in Paris.
What? Films, just films...
-It's almost over. -Turn it off, watch it later.
Watch your movies at night. Come on, honey.
I'll turn it off.
Here, honey.
You're pale.
Serves you right, sitting in the dark.
-Have some fun today. -I'll go out.
Get some sun, go to the beach.
Enjoy yourself.
Not eating?
I don't have time. I have to get to work.
Hatika... must be furious as it is.
Have you seen her at the restaurant?
Standing behind the counter, complaining.
Always frowning. Never smiles at customers.
I don't know what's wrong, I don't get her.
First it was the divorce. She was so impatient for it.
Now your uncle has signed all the papers.
He gave her everything. And she still complains!
I don't understand women any more.
As if it's my fault your uncle cheated on her non-stop.
It's not my fault!
I can't say it, but she knows. It's not as if she doesn't.
She's known him since childhood.
It's Tony I feel sorry for.
Have you seen how he is? His mother's always yelling.
She takes it out on him, but my brother's her real worry.
He pays for it.
It's his parents' fault. See how parents can destroy their kids.
Tony takes the fall.
And you know how I stick up for your uncle,
but he has his share of blame.
Spends all his time in tanning salons. He has a tan all year long.
I call about Tony and he goes on about massages.
"Send him here. There are women, massages...
Good stuff to eat. He can have fun!"
That's all he thinks of. How can he be a well-balanced kid?
That's why Tony sleeps around.
But now, with Ophélie...
It's over. He's really hooked on her.
-Nonsense! -Why?
There's nothing with Ophélie.
You're the one talking nonsense. There is.
He'd have told me.
Trust me. He and Ophélie are an item. A hot item!
-She's with Clément. -Clément... he's gone.
When he's here, they're together. When he's gone...
Believe me. I know what I'm saying.
If I say it, it's true.
But the problem isn't Tony.
As long as his folks behave like that, he'll always be messed up.
How about you? Your dad works. Me, too. I do everything.
Why sit in the dark? You're messed up, too!
-I'm going out. -So have fun!
You didn't come to...
Leave the dreariness in Paris. Okay, honey?
I want you to have fun.
And the pretty blonde?
She's very pretty and funny. You two can have a blast.
A real blast.
She pops in and says, "Where's my darling?"
Don't play hard-to-get. She'll find someone else.
Okay?
You'll have fun? Don't go back upstairs!
Promise?
-I'll go and take pictures. -Sure, take pictures.
Just stay outside.
-In the sun! -I'll go to the beach.
Get a tan! You look so handsome with a tan.
I'm off. One last sip...
Leave all this. Just cover it up, okay?
-You didn't say how I look. -Perfect.
Perfect...
Save it for the girls.
Love you.
Have a nice day. Don't come to the restaurant!
I want you outside. Have fun!
Tell me about it tonight.
What the hell?
Feels good.
-I want to tell you something. -What?
No one's listening.
It's about Tony.
People are asking me weird questions.
Your cousin and I were sitting here.
She was already giving me strange looks for ten minutes.
Staring at me suspiciously.
Then she said, "What is it? You're acting weird. You look sad."
You know what she said next? "Any news from Clément?"
I said, "Yeah, I got a letter three days ago."
"All is well?" "Yeah, fine."
"Did you answer him?" "Not yet, but I will."
"You haven't answered yet?"
I don't know what she's fishing for.
I said, "Not yet." "When's he coming back?"
"His dates are never certain. He may have to stay.
He rarely comes back early."
Then she said, "There's a tradition before marriage.
You have to commit a sin."
I said, "Sin? What tradition? What do you mean?"
I didn't understand. "What do you mean, commit a sin?"
She looked at me, "Commit a sin!"
"This is news to me." "Will you respect it?"
I said, "No, I'm on holiday. I have other things on my mind."
She said, "Okay..."
She kept provoking me. I didn't get it...
She was annoying me!
Say it to my face. She was trying to make me slip up.
-Insinuating things. -Exactly!
"Wouldn't you share your secrets? You're my best friend."
I said, "What are you looking for?"
She looked at me with a smirk, "I'm looking for the truth."
I said, "No comment."
Then she got up like this and said, "When you got something to say, call."
She left but kept looking back.
She knows nothing. But you know how she is.
Tony's been with his chick for a week and I say nothing.
-It's better. -Damn right.
Relax. No one will find out.
Nobody will find out... Nobody better find out.
It reminds me of what Clément said before leaving.
What?
You forgot that time with your guy?
What did he say?
Everyone was there. He was drunk on whisky.
-You don't remember? -What did he say?
Why are you laughing?
I remember Tony's face. He went pale!
What did he tell you?
Just before leaving for the Gulf.
In 1990, in late August, right before he left.
We were at a bar. He was drunk.
He interrupted us. He said, "My future wife...
You'll have fun with her, no worries. She'll have fun with you, no problem."
Then quiet. I saw Tony's face go blank.
Then he said, "But if anyone touches her,
I'll cut his balls off and make him eat them!"
-Whatever-- -I can still see his look.
That's no surprise, but it's not the worst!
He left and came back, but he totally changed.
He's even worse!
With everything he saw, everything he did,
the corpses in Mali, Kosovo, Rwanda on his tours of duty...
Maybe that made him crazy. I'd be afraid if he found out.
You should leave the country. I'm not kidding.
I'm the only one he trusts.
He likes you because you go to school and you're respectful, but that's it.
If he finds out that you knew about Tony...
Just forget about it. The shit will hit the fan.
Relax.
Although...
What?
-Although... -What do you mean "although"?
You opened my eyes. I got a bomb in my hands.
That's true.
You got a bomb and you'll explode with it!
-I could get a lot. -You're crazy. What could you get?
-Blackmailing me? -I hadn't thought about it...
Don't ever say a word. Are you crazy?
Never.
You die with it. It's the only way out.
-What do you want for your silence? -I don't know.
-You want money? -Money isn't my thing. I'll find better.
I'll let you think it over, okay?
Don't worry. I'll think of something.
You can have anything you want.
Almost!
Don't say that!
I'm joking.
I'll even make Tony spill the beans.
He'll give you everything you ask.
He'd sell his wife and kids.
-What is it? -Nothing.
How about you?
At first, he'd always call me, take me out to dinner...
He was very affectionate, very romantic.
You already told me.
But these past couple of days...
What?
I call him. He never calls back.
His beeper was supposedly off.
The other day, I waited for him...
We were going to the beach. I waited two hours.
He arrived like nothing was wrong.
Really? And what was his excuse?
What did he say? He said...
"Problems with my aunt, with the restaurant."
It's already happened three or four times.
Really? I didn't know it happened often.
But still... maybe it's true. He always has an excuse.
Maybe it's true.
Maybe I'm just paranoid and things are fine.
When you're with someone, it can't be 24/7.
So then... there's no problem.
It just means we trust each other and that we're really together.
But even when I wait, when we're together,
things are always great.
Even though he's late.
But still... It's normal. There's the restaurant.
It's normal that he's busy.
In fact, she's jealous. But she doesn't know anything.
Does she think I want to steal her boyfriend?
She's the same even when he's not around.
She stares and I'm like, "What do you want?"
It's not in my head.
Your cousin asks a million questions. I saw them talking.
They were looking at me.
My dad's gonna kill me.
-Move it! -Look at the time!
Get them!
Get them, Galaxy.
Push them to the right.
Get them good!
Hold this, please.
Get moving.
Galaxy, go left!
Come here.
-Look at the time! -We went by Amin's.
Mum's at the hospital visiting your aunt.
But he wanted to take pictures.
That's not kind of you.
-How is she? -The same.
You're not alone. There's your sister, your cousin.
Can you take care of the goats?
Sure, Dad.
You go too far.
-You go too far. -How?
Get moving!
Arob, come!
Go right.
Get them!
Move it, little guy.
To the right!
Out.
-You want to lock up? -You can.
Is everything okay?
You're gonna get it tonight.
I know. He's waiting for me. I knew it.
Want me to prepare the bottles?
-The bottles are ready. -I know.
See how long it took to herd them?
It's late. Too hot.
Not good.
I'm going to the creamery.
How's Elena?
Not well. Not well at all.
I'll do the feeding. I'll put my stuff away first.
-Don't dilly-dally. -Be right back.
-We'll talk later. -Right.
Want to dry your towel?
When you come into a group, you need to make your mark.
But not like that.
She annoys me.
And I'm being nice.
Dirty looks won't win you friends.
She's not even with her boyfriend.
For him, she's just a good lay.
Can you put on the teat?
-Was it nice on the beach? -Very.
We had fun.
Cool.
See you later.
-You got 55? -Here he is.
-Have you finished? -Just one left.
Done?
Still need our help?
He told me a lot about her. He doesn't care.
Besides, she's the one glued to him.
He doesn't always tell her to come along. He couldn't care less.
Usually he brings them once and end of story.
She sticks around because she's with her friend.
I wouldn't want him to say that stuff about me.
-Want to know? -Go on.
He said she's frigid.
Either frigid or too quick to come.
Either way, it's no good.
It's what he said! I'd have been pissed.
It means he doesn't care. He doesn't love her. She buys it.
Know what I think?
She must think I'm jealous,
but she's the one who's jealous, for sure!
-Why would I be jealous? -She shouldn't be.
Jealous of me?
She has all the reasons in the world.
She must think I want to steal Tony.
She doesn't know he's already mine.
I couldn't care less. I'm not jealous!
Tony and I talked about it. That's how it is.
I do as I like and he does, too.
No judgement.
I don't like her attitude.
When you arrive in a new group, dirty looks get you nowhere.
We don't come from the same litter.
So take it easy.
Think she's pretty?
I mean, you could just sleep with her?
Not get married.
Not even a quickie.
She's a bad lay.
That makes you happy.
I was thrilled when he told me!
I didn't ask for details. That was enough.
I was into it.
Did the little white one eat?
Yeah, he gets first dibs.
The 78.
Her buddy.
I like her.
We have fun. You see?
But I don't know why she's friends with Charlotte.
They're complete opposites.
Céline is cool. She doesn't give dirty looks.
Charlotte is always competing, non-stop.
Does Tony ever say he's in love with her?
He told me she's just a front.
-Never. -Nothing?
So he's not into her.
Never?
No, never.
You'd tell me?
-Swear. -I swear!
It's between the two of you.
I don't care if he confides in you about her.
Even drunk, he never said a word!
Which is often.
Actually, he wasn't drunk when he told me that.
He said, "She's just a front.
If it wasn't her, it would be somebody else.
You never know, I often pick up merchandise at the farm.
People wonder..."
I said, "There's nothing to wonder about.
No one suspects. No use overdoing it.
I got it! You bring her enough."
I didn't say that. He'd think I'm jealous.
-I'm not jealous. -Aren't you?
No, I'm not.
I don't care. He can do as he wants.
Excuse me, I'm looking for Tony.
Tony's not here. Sorry.
Check next door.
I'm looking for Tony.
Tony? He's making a delivery, I think.
Délinda?
Know where Tony is?
-No. He's not here. -These girls want him.
Hello, girls! How are you?
It's been a while. Want to eat?
-Not at all. -We're looking for Tony.
You're not going out later?
Yes, we are.
You're meeting here?
I didn't think so. He said, "I'm outta here. I'm getting ready."
Instead of working, he said he's going dancing.
-That's right. -You're lucky to go dancing!
-You look ill. -I'm fine.
-Are you sure? Did Tony do something? -No, I'm fine.
I'll kill him! As it is, I'm working double for him,
so he can go out with you two.
You and Amin are good? So all's well?
My son has good taste. You're so pretty!
You're both beautiful.
Such lucky boys! Have a nice evening.
-Amin's here. He's shooting pool. -Okay, great.
I didn't want him to help us out.
Waiting tables in Paris for a year... Enough's enough.
-Did he tell you? -A little.
Now he should enjoy himself. Have fun with him.
I'll see you out. Something to drink or eat?
We're fine.
Really?
You watch your figures!
-Maybe later. -I hope so.
What are you doing, girls?
Céline, right?
You're gorgeous.
All well?
You're so beautiful! Don't change a thing.
Charlotte! You're always sad.
Not at all.
-Crying? -Not at all.
-Really? -Of course.
You're lying!
She's about to cry. Come here.
-Everything's fine. -Come here.
I feel so sorry for her. Momo!
-What's going on? -I'm fine.
-Really? -I swear.
You feel sorry for everyone!
You're not ashamed?
Be like Céline. Look how she plays along.
-Sit down. -I'm good.
Sit, honey.
-Momo! -No, bro--
-Pour her a glass. -I will.
Céline can talk.
No way! What's going on here?
Are you crazy? Why is she on your lap?
Leave her alone!
What the hell? Get up.
-See to Charlotte. -And you keep quiet!
Charlotte, come here.
You're going overboard. She's 20.
You know she's Amin's girlfriend?
Get up, dear.
Of course I know who it is. It's Céline.
Let go of her.
He's drunk. Pay no heed.
-I'm drunk, too. -Exactly.
-We were talking about you. -Not her.
She's adorable. Why was she on your lap?
Sit. Calm down.
He's drunk. Don't mind him.
Are you okay?
Your friend isn't well!
-I'm sure Tony was awful. -No, things are fine.
If I come along tonight, I'll deal with him.
What is it now?
Nothing. I'll sit down.
I'll accompany you. I don't trust him with you.
Stop it, Kamel!
Hi, kids! Is my son here? Amin!
I never see you any more.
Are you okay? You're gorgeous!
Come, little fishie!
I don't know what Tony did to her.
She says she's fine, but look at her.
-Stick up for her! -Don't worry, Mum.
Cheer up, dear.
See you later.
Where's your girlfriend? Where's she? I don't believe it!
-You don't like children? -Nope.
This is unacceptable.
You're embarrassing your nephew.
Come inside!
Go and shoot pool!
No respect!
We're waiting for you to make spring rolls.
I can't do everything! You're no help!
Why are you sitting here, drinking and eating?
Wait, Délinda!
I'll send Kamel.
Kamel, go and help Momo.
She's my next true love.
You're always in love when you drink.
Amin? Go back with the kids.
-She wants it. -Wants what?
-A cuddle. -Sure!
-See those handsome boys? -But they're kids!
Experience!
I bet. For her to sit on your lap--
-We're handsome! -She pounces on everyone.
No way... She appreciates beauty.
He lied about everything.
All the more reason not to feel upset.
-He made a fool of me. -Calm down.
I don't care he's not the manager or that he's older than he says.
But telling me he loves me... Why?
He couldn't care less. But I fell in love with him.
I fell in love with him... But now I know everything.
Now I know everything.
With Ophélie, with everyone, now I know!
Why?
Stop crying, Charlotte, please. You can talk to him.
If it was just for sex, he should say so!
He says no need to make holiday plans, says he loves me,
says I'm the love of his life.
I'm on holiday, too. I want to have fun!
Look at me!
I know, but...
I don't know what to say, don't let it get to you...
Tell yourself you didn't come for this,
and, even if it takes time, try to get over it.
No one deserves this.
Everyone likes you, even my mother.
No, they don't, they just pity me.
They pity me because, from the start, they all knew!
Look at me, please. Calm down, try to...
We'll go and have a drink. Try to forget about this.
Try to relax tonight. It'll be better tomorrow.
Don't let this get to you any more.
It'll be fine.
Give me a smile.
Come on.
How do you say "I love you" in Arabic?
"I love you"?
"I love you..." Let's make it more complicated.
"I'm madly in love with you." How do you say that?
No? That's how. I swear it is.
-No, it's-- -What is it?
-What does that mean? -"I love you."
I'm sure.
Who knows better than you?
Me.
Me!
I'm sure. I hear it in my head.
Trust me!
I'm sure.
We'll ask the family.
I'll say it and we'll see if you buy it.
I want to buy it.
I'm sure of myself.
-Sure? -I'm sure of myself.
I know it's not that.
-We'll ask. -Let's make a bet.
Hi, girls.
-My cousin! -How's it going?
Hi, Charlotte. How are you?
All well?
Great. How are you?
-Both so well-dressed. -Ready for fun?
-Look at you. -Very ready.
Let's look at you.
-Same top as yours. -Not the same.
Black underneath? Hers is the same.
No, that's a bra.
And behind? Is your back bare?
No, it's crisscross. Mine is like straps.
Yours is a tank top.
Have you seen Tony, Ophélie?
-Have you seen him? -He passed through.
Where? Passed through to where?
-She's drunk. -What did she say?
To where?
We'll have fun tonight.
He passed through. Fast.
-A question! -Ask him!
We made a bet. What is "I love you" in Arabic?
-Trick question? -Don't say.
What?
-Isn't that it? -Hear that?
-Isn't that it? -Dunno.
Yes, it is. No doubt about it.
Aren't both correct?
-I heard it. -You seem sure of yourself.
-It's said both ways. -What's the difference?
Let's ask a third party who is... neutral.
How is it said?
-See? -She's sure of herself.
Naturally!
That's it... Told you so.
Both are correct.
One or the other. They can't mean the same thing.
We'll ask a--
Another third party?
A second third party!
-That doesn't exist! -Umpteenth party.
-Want to drink? -Champagne?
Or rum.
We're having rum. I don't know why.
It's good.
So, champagne or rum?
Champagne.
Auntie's here.
Here she is!
-Auntie! -The best looking of all.
Too busy looking at yourself.
-You've forgotten me. -I've really missed you.
Yeah, right. Is all well?
-Great. -So handsome.
-Fernando! -Amin!
Nice to see you.
-I like your hair. -It's grown.
-Are you okay? -Great.
-You don't love me any more. -Why do you say that?
As a kid, he wanted to marry me. Not any more.
-You were in love with your aunt? -Who wasn't?
Wait a minute.
Come and see.
How's it going, girls?
Gorgeous.
You're the best.
-Charlotte, Aunt Camélia. -A pleasure.
Fernando.
You look great together.
What a cute couple.
Smile.
How's Paris? Tell me.
Fine. Like I told you on the phone,
I'm glad to be here, so I guess it wasn't for me.
Not too cold there?
-I'm glad to see the sun, the colours. -The sea--
Paris is all black and white.
-Not too bored? -No time.
Working at the restaurant...
Did she tell you I write scripts?
She told me. Have you met Belmondo?
Never.
We don't live in the same neighbourhood.
-You'll meet him one day. -Hope so!
It would be amazing professionally.
-Get me an autograph. -Sure thing.
"Sign here, it's for Fernando." I'd work for him free, my whole life.
How are you all? On holiday? Mum said you were in Tunisia.
It was wonderful.
-Your first time? -I'd never set foot in Africa.
Did you travel around?
We were in Tunis with the family.
Then we went to see Tony's dad.
He's great, happy. I'm glad. He treated us very well.
He has people all day.
They see to the cooking, the gardening, the pool...
All girls... all young girls.
He prefers young girls, like his son. With big butts.
That's why Uncle Kamel wants to go.
-As naughty as ever. -Uncle?
Naughty and a liar, like Tony.
The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
You can't deny that. Like father, like son.
Non-stop.
Did you get the print I sent?
-The painting? -It's amazing.
When I saw it in the museum, I had to send it to you.
I haven't shown it to you yet.
When you enter the restaurant, to the left,
there's a painting, a portrait of a lady.
It's by Renoir. He painted it... a century ago.
The woman has Auntie's face.
Really strange.
I got goosebumps looking at it.
Me, too. I froze.
I was a star in another life. I inspired a great painter.
Like it? You're still the same.
-I'm pretty, eh? -The prettiest.
I hope so.
-Prettier than the painting. -You bet!
Let's go instead of standing here like idiots!
You've lost weight. You were such a chubby kid!
He was so chubby he couldn't walk.
Why say that? Don't listen.
You lost your chubby cheeks.
Your mum nursed you for two years!
How are the fiancés?
How are you?
Already drunk! How will this end?
-You've been drinking? -Me drink? Never!
Never?
-What are you drinking? -Want some champagne?
How are the wedding plans coming along?
We're getting ready. Uncle said he'd help us.
He wants it there, but we already planned for here.
In Tunisia?
-Wonderful! -But we planned to have it here.
The wedding?
-What's the choice? -We reserved a place here.
What? Can I join the discussion?
-Why not do it in both places? -We don't want to take advantage.
-Let's drink. -To tonight!
To reunions!
We have to look at each other!
I have a question!
No, no, quiet!
You, too. You already couldn't answer.
-"I love you" in Arabic. -In Tunisian?
There! Yes, that's it!
It's loving that's important.
Is it for someone in particular?
-I never said that. -She's blushing.
You hang out with lots of Arabs.
I was raised only with Arabs!
Camélia, even she knew it.
-How are things? -Fine, and you?
My eyes speak for me.
-What are you drinking? -Whisky.
Whisky? And you?
You're gorgeous.
-I'll give one to Sarah. -Some more, please.
Sarah, your champagne!
Where's the prettiest waitress?
How are you, Amin?
-Can we talk? -What is it?
In private.
What now?
-Auntie Camélia, how are you? -Yeah, right...
-I'll steal him for two seconds. -No more.
-Where are you going? -No idea.
Where did you meet?
-Amin. -On the beach.
How cute. He picked you up?
-He picked you up. -No, he didn't. We just talked.
Naughty boy. He's grown. It's strange.
I love touching your hair, sorry.
I want to see your face.
Okay. Go on.
Better?
-Don't do that. -Why not?
-It puts me to sleep. -No, it won't!
Why are you doing that?
I love it.
Do what you want to her. At your age,
I wish I had a friend to tip me off like this.
Stop.
Mathilde, come.
Want to come out for a drink tonight?
Get to know Carmen.
-Whose car are you in? -They're deciding.
Come with us. There's room.
We'll ask the others.
Carmen wants to sit on your lap.
Just kidding. Room for all. It'll be fun.
-Come along. -That's kind.
She's a nice girl.
How are things?
You're back! You killed me yesterday.
She likes you! Talk to her!
Charlotte was looking for you.
-Did you see her? -I'll go to her.
-You okay? -Don't worry. Excuse me.
Tony?
Can we talk?
-Things good? -Yes. Can we talk?
-I'll get a drink. What's that? -Champagne.
A whisky, as usual.
-Want another? -I'm good.
-Sure? -Get your drink and come.
Anything wrong?
-Anything wrong? -I'm fine.
Just a sec.
Coming tonight? We'll have a blast.
What is it?
-Tony, come and talk. -I'm coming.
Where were you? Didn't we have a date?
I couldn't. My buddy's car broke down.
I had to go and help him change the tyre.
So why make a date?
I wanted to see you.
Got a cigarette?
I have one. Want it?
-No, thanks. I'm okay. -No cigarette?
-Come and see. -I'm coming.
Got a light?
Give me a light.
How are you, Auntie?
Confirm something.
I'm coming. Come and meet everyone.
Anita. No, Carmen!
Anita, Carmen.
Mathilde.
-Why are you doing this? -To introduce you.
-Why? -What's the matter?
Think I'm blind?
There's nothing. I have fun. Just friends.
How long will you-- Cut it out!
-You seem upset. -Only normal.
Just relax.
-Let's have fun. -You have too much fun.
I do?
-Never enough fun. -You do as you please.
Stop touching me!
-Stop saying that about Tony. -Why?
-She's his girlfriend. -His girlfriend?
-Yes, his girlfriend. -Shit!
When I said you made a nice couple, you said yes.
For the past three days he's been giving her the run-around.
I wanted to cheer her up.
He's older than her.
They don't make a good couple. She's better with you.
How's it going, dude?
-How are you? -You look good!
Where's my darling?
Shit. Hide me!
-What's going on? -Hide me!
How are you, sweetie?
You're really sick, lying to everyone like this.
-It's just fun. -Stop.
Why keep this up? I've had it!
Smile! You're the prettiest.
-Stop it. -You're the prettiest of all.
-Why do you do this? -Anger makes you less pretty.
You make me angry.
Let's go dancing. Maryse! Where's Maryse?
Sarah, put a salsa on.
We'll dance a little. To warm up.
Can't you talk? Why change the subject?
-I am talking. -You're not.
You don't smile. You seem unhappy. We have good times.
-It's your fault I'm not happy. -Why?
-I want to have fun with you.
If you want to have fun, cut the crap.
Stop telling--
I told you. I'm into you. I adore you.
-You're the love of my life. -You adore her, too, and her.
You're the love of my life.
Come on, we'll have fun tonight.
Please, come along.
Look.
-Tony wastes no time! -Come with them.
Carmen, show me some Spain.
I adore your butt. It's amazing.
Best butt in the world.
Let's go! Let's go to the disco!
You're driving?
Hey, you can't drive!
-You can't. You must be crazy. -Lay off me!
Let's get in the car.
-Helmet. -Don't pretend you care.
See you there. You get them all wholesale?
Why are you making such a scene?
Take him with you.
I don't believe it!
Wait!
-Where are you going? -To the disco!
You're going dancing with them?
Tell your mum.
-What's all this ruckus? -What did I say?
-He's going, too? -It's my car, my choice.
-You better not drive! -Mum, I'm driving.
We need a car, so we're taking his.
What's wrong with this damn family?
I'm dealing with it.
Stop answering her. Just get in. Or you stay here.
Kamel, help her onto the bike.
-Come here. -I can get on!
You get in the car.
You're making us late!
-You showed everyone my arse! -No one saw.
Uncle, get in!
Start driving!
I'm coming.
Careful. My kid sister is like a daughter to me.
Cut the crap. Get in.
Take care of her. Drive slow.
-Kamel, get in. -See you there.
Drive slow, Amin. Take it easy.
Shut the door.
Give me a nice smile.
Have fun!
Beat it! We're talking.
Girl talk.
Momo, the pasta's great!
Just spicy enough.
-Excellent. -Not bad.
-Did you have fun last night? -It was great.
You were in high spirits when you left.
-Stop! -Shame on you!
-He's full of it. -He's teasing me!
Did he go wild?
Always surrounded by girls. All the girls.
How's Charlotte? She wasn't well!
Fine, she drank a lot.
Looking for Tony.
She was great. She had fun.
-Did Tony come? -He didn't show up at all.
He left with us. You saw that.
I couldn't talk to him.
Then he disappeared. He joked around in the car, smiling...
And then he disappeared! As usual.
I wanted to have a word with him when I saw him leaving,
but it wasn’t the right time. Still, I’m onto him.
Seeing Charlotte in that state...
Charlotte is just an alibi for them.
-How so? -If you know what I mean.
-So it's confirmed. -I'd say so.
Ophélie is really...
I'm onto Ophélie.
Introducing him to girls. So weird.
With Tony, it's so obvious!
Charlotte is like Christelle, Murielle, Sandrine... The same type!
Your son's victim!
Always the same naive young girls--
He's a smooth talker. Like his father! Ask her!
They're just fronts to cover the adultery she's committing.
Adultery... Well, Clément is far away.
He'll be back and they'll get married.
Tell me about my baby!
How was Amin? It must've done him good.
He looked happy.
He was scared I'd go along!
"I'm tired, I'll stay home!" But I wanted to go.
-Did he have fun? -Lots.
-Was he plastered? -He's cool.
He's cool, a good kid.
-He got hit on. -Sure, he's handsome.
-Guess where she's from. -I don't know what his type is.
-Lots to choose from in Paris. -It's cosmopolitan.
A Russian, beautiful.
-A Russian? -A little doll.
A Russian doll. Not too much make-up?
No, very natural. The only one, except for me.
Beautiful green eyes. A little like yours.
Gorgeous grandkids.
Gorgeous skin, no blemishes.
He has good taste, like his father.
She picked him up. She picked him up.
Oh, yeah? That's no surprise.
She asked him to dance, bought him a drink.
Did you behave?
Always. Fernando was there.
A guy flirted. Fernando didn't see.
-Ophélie! -Here she is.
How are you, honey? Come and say hello.
Naughty girl.
Have some fruit.
How's everything?
Your daughter-in-law.
I always forget to ask about your aunt.
-How's Elena? -Not very well.
The cirrhosis isn't getting better?
It can't get better.
I haven't visited in a long time. I hope you tell her I ask about her.
-We should visit her. -Find time. It's not right.
-Things better since last night? -Yes. You?
You baited me.
You can't keep a secret!
We'll say nothing else.
Do you take part in the harvest?
I don't do it with my dad. He does it alone.
Don't you help him?
The olives ripened really early!
Because of the heatwave. Everything's gone haywire.
Not just the girls and boys!
The heat makes everyone lose it.
Even the olive trees.
They drop their olives too soon.
We'll have good olive oil.
It's true.
What are you hiding? Tell us!
Such a seductress!
Normal, she's always been pretty.
When we'd take her to the park...
Tony, too! He took such good care of her.
Clément, too.
-Both. -Tony called her "darling".
She always chased after Tony. She'd give him her hand.
Yes, when you were young!
Tastes can change. Yours did. You ended up with a blond.
-How is he? -He's fine.
Any news?
I should hope so. I never see him when he returns.
He doesn't want to see me?
-He comes for a holiday. -For a rest.
You write to him, he tells you what he's doing...
A little. Not much.
And he doesn't dare tell me?
-No, he's not-- -Maybe he's uncomfortable.
Want some grapes?
Help yourself.
Maybe he feels uncomfortable about his job.
I mean, he's on the Charles de Gaulle.
-It's not his fault he's there. -He received his orders.
You don't miss him much. You live your life. You're right to.
It must be tough there.
It's no disco!
No disco!
They're important missions.
I'm surprised he went there.
Yeah, I mean...
-He grew up with our kids, with you-- -Goes to show!
I never thought Clément would end up
in the Gulf, surveilling the sea and skies...
You gotta pay the rent.
Sometimes in life, you have to make choices.
Not his fault, but still...
It affects me to know he's down there.
So... getting married soon?
-Are you happy? -Good.
Why do you all want to get married?
-Because you're not married-- -And I'm fine!
I wouldn't know.
-Because he never asked you. -Yes, every summer in the moonlight!
-And you never accepted? -He doesn't bother asking any more.
If you divorce right after...
-You never know in life. -Exactly!
Another reason not to sign that contract.
It doesn't mean it'll last forever. We belong to no one.
If your reasoning's like that, we know how it'll end.
You're right.
If you say, "We'll get married but not forever..."
No, marriage is forever.
One divorced, the other never married.
I suggest you learn from our experience.
We'll see in a few years.
It's true, she's divorced and I'm not married.
No one's faithful, married or not.
Even by thinking about someone else, you're unfaithful.
You can change your mind and hesitate. It's not being unfaithful.
You can be with a person and not be sure.
That's not being unfaithful. That's nonsensical.
-We're all in deep shit! -Why do you say that?
Jump ship right away!
I'm getting married, but then...
if I meet someone tomorrow--
You're not married and it could happen.
That's why I won't get married.
If it happens, at least, I'm spared going to court.
-When is it? -October 23rd.
Postpone it. Have it with Camélia's.
-Have it in Hammamet! -Ah, the most handsome!
You getting on with the three of them?
No shame! You show up with a beer!
-You drink? -It's my first.
Let's hope so!
Dad gave it to me.
Gorbachev!
We'll talk later.
Leave her with us.
-Why take her away? -She came for us, not you.
She was fine. No complaints. She didn't come for you!
Look at him!
My boy is a fast learner.
As I see it, she's a manipulator.
A manipulator.
-She's perverse, for sure. -Clear as day.
She is cute.
Very pretty, but the angel-faced ones are the worst.
Her father, her parents, want her to marry.
She wants to get married, it's been eight years.
Tony's not the marrying type. I know it.
You think you'll marry him off. Forget it! No way.
Tony's like me.
No marriage, no contracts. He's right!
What do I do? I can't tell him he's right because I have to pretend...
To make you happy too.
But actually he's right, he's free.
Let them talk. Laugh it off!
Don't look at them!
When they say, "You're good for Tony," just play along.
I did. I was like, "Ha-ha!"
I said I'm with Clément.
They know that.
Don't worry.
Let's talk about you.
Why won't you say what you did last night?
-You can tell me. -What?
Whatever you did.
-Did you go home with her or not? -You saw me.
You walked her back, and then what?
We left the disco, took a walk...
I took her to her hotel...
And then? Nothing?
-Really? -Cut it out.
Why walk away? Stay!
Look into my eyes. Tell me!
We talked, that's all.
I couldn't let her go alone.
-What's her name? -Anastasia.
What kind of name is that?
Is that Russian?
-What does she do? -She studies literature.
You were interested in what she was saying!
They're all talk... but they don't know a thing.
-You had a good time? -She's nice--
-"Nice." -We talked books, movies--
You hook up in a disco and talk about books and movies?
You got it.
I won't need to bribe you.
-You sure? -Positive. You already say nothing.
No, come over here!
-It'll cost you-- -What can I do for you?
Tell me.
-Money would be useless. -Too easy.
Too easy. And it would cost a lot.
Too easy!
You owe me two lives... yours and Tony's.
And yours.
You owe me three lives!
What do you want?
I thought...
Can we take some photos?
Sure, that's all?
Just pictures?
You don't ask too much.
Like three years ago? To do a before and after?
We can do those later. I'm trying to...
I've seen some exhibitions and I'm working...
on a subject I've never photographed.
I'd like to try some nude shots.
I don't know.
-Would you? -No... Dream on!
-Choose someone else. -It's no big deal.
You owe me a lot more.
Nude photos? Are you serious?
No, I can't.
-Why not? -Impossible.
I've done lots of photography, never that.
With me, it's not possible.
I couldn't tell my folks, "I'm doing nudes with Amin"--
You don't have to. It's between us.
It allows me to try something new, something...
inspiring, and for you, it's--
-What's in it for me? -It's fun!
The pictures will bring out your beauty. You'll like it.
Meaning fun for you!
-You, too. -Not worth it.
Even later, you'll like having them.
Like I said, you've changed, and for the better,
it'd be nice to immortalise it.
I don't need to see myself.
You'd like it.
We'll do it near the pond, in the early morning light.
Like this.
Imagining me naked? Stop it.
How does it work?
I'll show you. It'll be natural poses...
Hi!
She scared me.
-What are you doing? -Just talking.
-About what? Me? -Debriefing on last night.
-What's the verdict? -It was cool.
You were hot!
-Hot? -Totally.
-Meaning? -Don't you remember?
What?
No, I was observing you.
-I was observing you. -What did you observe?
-You two talking without me. -Without or about?
-I'm not authorised-- -Not yet.
But I will grant it at a later date.
But not now.
You can talk about me.
-You're jealous. -No, I'm not.
Jealous of him talking to me or me to him?
We can't tell.
There's no right answer.
As a bisexual, you're jealous of us both.
Right, you got it.
You got it.
Stop!
Not both strings!
Hold this while I tie the other.
Tie it!
-What if I let go? -Don't take advantage.
Don't you dare.
Look how... he ties knots.
-Calm down. -Don't get cocky.
Lie down. You're plastered.
Let's go...
Get lost.
Stop doing that.
You didn't see enough of me?
I didn't even see you.
She really is jealous because I'm talking to a man!
You can do as you please.
Our love story is over.
It hasn't even started.
You're the one who started it last night.
She's got tons of milk.
You tell Lise about Grandma at dinner?
Listen to this.
-Grandma did it again. -What now?
She's a total gossip.
Our new helper is black.
I haven't seen him.
We were all having dinner with Dad.
Rebecca, Sarah and I died laughing.
Grandma asked him where he was from.
He said he came from Paris.
She asked, "What part?" He said, "The outskirts."
She insisted, "You sure you're from Paris?"
Did she ask for his ID?
She asked, "Where are your parents from?"
He said, "My parents are French, too."
She said, "Have they been in France long?"
He said, "Almost 30 years."
She said, "How did they get here, by boat?"
"So you were born on the boat!"
We couldn't take any more and she insisted!
Once she gets started...
-Baptism by Grandma! -Welcome to the farm!
What a welcome.
Total cliché!
I felt sorry for him.
-Do we let them out? -Yes.
See if they've eaten.
I think it's fine.
Come on, baby.
Keep an eye on her.
Too late.
-No! -Yes.
-When did she give birth? -A second ago.
Just after I called you.
-It's not true. -Really?
Her labour stopped.
She's not there. They go in a separate pen.
Until they...
Close them.
When will she give birth?
I can't say. It's not an exact science.
-Come on, girls. -Let them in.
Hi!
Go on, little one!
-Want to take pictures? -Yes, of a birth.
-What for? -Sorry to interrupt you!
To illustrate a screenplay.
I see! What's it about?
A lamb.
-Don't be such a tease. -Nonsense!
About today--
And being a tease? She's blushing!
Can Lise and I take a few hours off to go to the beach?
-Today? -Yeah, if you don't need us.
Wash the docks and be back by 3:00 to take out the herd.
You let her make moves at the beach!
-Are you going? -Not today.
-I doubt it. And you? -This is it.
You?
-Nothing? -I'm waiting.
Did you do this one?
They can go out.
-What are you doing? -Waiting for the birth.
It can take hours. You may need to sleep here.
Come on, big girl!
-You'll finish up? -Sure.
See you later. Enjoy the afternoon.
-Remember to plug it in. -We'll clean up. Don't worry.
Good luck!
She has a crush on you!
When I called you this morning for the birth,
she wasn't on the milking shift.
I called you and she came!
She knew very well!
She's constantly talking about you.
She comes to my room, "Where's Amin? What's he doing?
Is he still handsome?"
As soon as you arrived, before I even said hello...
Okay, okay. We got it.
Ask her to do the nudes. She'll agree on the double.
She'll suggest it herself, "Photograph me nude!"
So cute!
You ruined her day.
In front of everyone, she asked to go to the beach...
You said nothing!
She was waiting for you to say, "Can I come along?"
-Think so? -For sure. I know so.
Why would she ask with you there?
She asked me on purpose when you were there.
She wanted you to know.
Like Nadège and me when we were young. I swear.
We fought to be the one to knock at your door,
to lay on the charm with your parents,
to become the future daughter-in-law.
It's a secret. Don't tell.
We've grown up since, so I can tell you.
Nadège and I were crazy competitive.
The ones with blue marks will give birth...
shortly.
-About when? -I don't know.
Big bellies mean almost ready.
Look, her vulva's dilated, her udders are swollen.
Look at her.
She's had one.
-When? -I don't know. I just noticed.
-He's standing up! -His first steps.
Now he'll try to drink.
Want something to sit on? A chair...
I'll stay here and watch them.
-And I'll wait. -I can give you a bale of hay.
Want it?
Come on! Move, ladies!
Thanks.
-Like a chair! -Perfect.
I can see them fine here.
If you want to see well, you have to squat.
Crouch down. Sit.
Look at them.
You see the dilated vulvas?
You'll see the contractions, too, so pay attention.
Contractions are the last warning?
Yes, contractions.
-How can you tell? -Labour started.
Below the ribs... here.
She's contracting. Pushing, digging.
Then, you see it here.
I think she's about to start, too.
She has some...
She may have lost the mucous plug.
There's some blood.
Not really blood. It's clear, sticky.
Which one is she?
Keep an eye on her.
I'll leave you.
If you're here when I come back at 11:00 p.m., then nothing's happened.
See you later!
If you get nice pictures, I might accept to pose nude for you.
Really?
Maybe. It depends. We'll see.
I said you have a farm and that you--
Don't tell her everything about me!
-Amin's here. -What?
-Amin's here. -Where is he?
-At the bar. -I'll go and see him.
-I love you. -Stop it.
I appreciate the good things,
alcohol, girls, guys, holidays...
-Uncle, drink with us? -A small drink.
-Guys, let's drink! -A shot.
We don't need syrup.
Pour another.
Cheers!
She wants to dance with you.
-Where were you? -I was at home.
At home?
-You were taking pictures? -Yes, I was.
Did you put honey on your...
How do you attract them?
Want to take pictures with me? I'm a model.
Give her a kiss...
On the lips.
A real one.
What is it?
You want to force them?
-Want to take her picture? -We spoke about it.
She's very pretty. Very pretty.
Want a shot?
No, thanks. And you? What do you want?
Tequila.
She ordered. You order, too.
Help me get down.
Time to go home.
We rocked tonight.
We rocked!
Two against one, but I won!
Here's the judge.
-I'll keep my mouth shut. -You better.
What a catastrophe!
-You're all drunk. -I'm not drunk.
I swear I'm not.
Auntie's gonna fall.
He wouldn't lay off me!
-He wouldn't lay off. -Who?
Take a guess.
We had a talk.
He kissed me because he's plastered.
I said, "Own up, tomorrow morning." He said, "I'll own up."
He said, "I love you. I'll tell Clément."
I said, "We'll talk afterwards." We'll see.
What a pain.
-Get your pictures of the lambs? -Yes, it's amazing.
There were even two.
Cool! So you waited it out?
-I didn't expect the second. -How could you?
You can't know in advance.
-It was dark out? -Yes.
She sat alone in a corner.
Cool.
I told you they go off alone.
If you see one all alone--
-No thanks. -I'm done.
-You're drunk. -No. I need some water.
-Not dancing? -Yes!
Yes, I see how you dance.
Right, I'm going to dance.
Are you showing off for your chick?
What's her name?
Jessica.
-What you drinking? -Nothing. You?
What is it?
Don't touch.
-No one's looking. -Everyone's here.
Céline's behind you.
Amin's watching us. We're going to get caught.
There's no one.
He keeps asking questions, lots of them.
So pretend.
-What's up? -Look who's here!
Everything okay?
What do you want?
I don't understand. What is it?
Why the weird tongue movements?
Want me to leave you two alone?
No, why?
Cool night out!
-Not dancing? -I am.
Some dancer!
Can I take five?
What is it?
Security, please!
Someone's bothering me.
-I give in. -Just kidding.
Why don't you lead her on?
-Why don't you lead her on? -That's what I did.
No one's looking.
No one's looking at you.
-You could kiss her. -You could kiss me.
-You, too. -No, you.
If you love me, you'll do it.
Let's do a threesome tonight.
-She's hot. -You don't deserve it.
Go on your own.
I'm sure she'd be up for it.
Shame on you!
She has no shame.
Liberty! Love!
You dance well.
-Go and get the Spanish girl. -Kiss me.
-We'll make love to her. -Really? Tonight?
Want to go? Tired of dancing with me?
I didn't say that.
Embarrassed? Got a girlfriend?
You don't know?
-Who's your girlfriend? -I don't have one.
-I don't. -Really?
You're sure?
She's right here.
-What's with her? -How will you get home?
What's with her? Did you see Céline?
-What's your problem? -He's like a brother.
Do I pour or not?
A real brother!
Stop!
Champagne?
I brought someone. Are you there?
Charlotte?
-How are you? -I wasn't sure it was you.
-You okay? -Yeah. And you?
-I'm glad to see you. -Me, too. What's up?
Just walking around, taking pictures of the sunset.
And you?
I went for a swim... just relaxing.
You're alone?
Any news?
Not much.
The days all seem the same, I'm not doing much.
-How are things for you? -Fine. I'm enjoying my holiday.
-Doing what? -Same as you. Beach, relaxing...
-Lots of pictures. -Really?
It's pretty here, very pretty.
Not with your friend?
No.
In fact, I left her grandmother's house.
-Really? -Yes.
We'd stopped speaking.
We spent every night at home with Tony, Joe.
I got fed up seeing them all the time.
-So I just left. -Maybe for the best.
Now I have my own place. It's very nice.
Small but nice.
-I have a small terrace. I like it. -Enjoy it.
Only three or four days left.
-You're leaving? -I'm seeing my folks in Athens.
We'll spend about ten days there.
-Ever been? -No, it's the first time.
-Seems nice. -Sure does.
I've talked about it for so long.
I'm very happy.
-How are your folks? -Good. Still at the restaurant.
-Things are okay? -Fine.
-Good. -Come by before leaving.
I thought I would. I owe your mum an apology.
-There's no need. -Yes, there is.
I went to the restaurant.
She was busy, but kind to me. It was so nice.
I want her to know that.
-You live nearby? -Five minute walk.
-Which way are you going? -I'll walk you.
That's nice of you.
I went grocery shopping. How about dinner at my place?
Why not?
-Let's go. -You asked so nicely.
Don't compare me to your mother, because it won't be as good.
But I'll manage. I'll make you something good.
I trust you.
-What do you want to eat? -You choose.
-Is pasta okay? -Perfect.
Great. What kind of sauce?
Fresh tomatoes, basil, garlic. We can do that.
I have all that.
I like simple things.
It'll take time to simmer. I hope you have time.
All the time in the world.