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LYON, DECEMBER 2006
Excuse me.
I don't mean to interrupt.
She has trouble breathing.
Mathilde does?
I increased the morphine and turned the oxygen on,
she's not suffering.
I didn't mean to bother you.
Are you Shauna?
Mathilde told me about you.
I'm her doctor.
I'm a friend of her son, Georges, we interned together.
Georges needed to rest, so I took over.
It's going to be OK.
Shauna, look at me.
Mathilde, you and I are still breathing the same air.
That's what matters.
Alright?
Let's enjoy the air we're still breathing together.
Right?
Black? Americano?
I'll have the soup.
It's disgusting.
I bet.
I warned you.
I've always liked
disgusting soups from coffee machines.
You only drink it when you need it,
so your brain associates soup with the comfort it provides.
Sorry, I can't leave her alone.
The nurse will page me if needed.
You know, Mathilde
is a very beautiful and funny woman.
I know.
Hold on.
She's like a sister to me.
It's another room.
Of course.
I'll be right back.
-How are his vitals? -No fever.
How are you?
Why are you here? Shouldn't you be at home?
I'm on duty.
Go home, Pierre, it's more important.
Find a substitute.
This is good for me.
I need it.
LYON, 15 YEARS LATER
Shit!
It's OK.
I'll going to miss it.
Take your ID.
I lost it.
No idea where or when.
-I got it ready. -This morning?
No, last night.
Before or after dinner?
After.
I got it from...
I found my datebook.
Yes, Georges. I'm coming. I'm looking for my passport.
I lost it too.
-You're not helping! -Got it.
OK. I'm coming.
Where was it?
Next to your toothbrush so you'd remember it.
Bye, sweetheart. Get dressed, you'll be late.
You don't look good.
Coronavirus.
Bye!
The Dublin team turned in its results on about 30 patients.
I have a dozen we could include in Paris.
What about you?
Seven in Rhône-Alpes.
We'll start with a few patients.
If the results are positive,
we'll try for funding from the league or foundation.
OK.
Shit.
Looking for this?
He can't do without me.
You'll see, it'll happen to you, too.
Hey, Jordan!
How are you?
I'm fine.
-Nice to see you. -Yeah!
Pierre,
you have to eat with the team tonight?
No.
Come with me, then.
It's 15 years since I was in this house.
If you come, it'll look like a road trip.
I booked a hotel room.
I'll cancel it.
An hour's drive, fresh air, and
we'll get the first flight tomorrow.
You're a good friend. Thanks.
You can't do without me.
Hello.
How are you?
Renovating, as you can see.
We're all here.
Nothing's changed here, you'll see.
I'll call you back.
OK. Thank you.
Sorry, hi.
As long as you have a hand free to shake mine.
It's you, isn't it?
I didn't make the connection.
-With? -With you.
We met at the hospital. The night before...
We had soup together.
I was Mathilde's doctor.
I do remember the doctor.
But he was much younger.
Well, it was 15 years ago.
But he looked much younger 15 years ago.
Let's go inside.
I like ya.
How are ya? Come here.
Jesus!
Look out for this one, it almost killed me a thousand times.
My grandpa was spreading his fish.
And his grandchildren.
Just once, I wanted to save a mackerel.
I threw it back.
My grandfather was furious.
He was drunk, wasn't he?
Your grandfather, not the mackerel.
Do you want something to drink?
Yes, thank you.
Is that mom?
Yes, in our office at the agency.
She hung doodles everywhere.
Did you grow up here?
A great architect in a small house.
My father was a foreman
in a fish factory that went bankrupt.
We emigrated to France when I was four years old.
You take dopamine?
Everything's fine, it's stabilized.
We lived in a slum.
I thought that when I grew up,
I'd design houses where everything's clean,
where everyone would have their own room
and their own bathroom.
It always makes me feel weird when I see her.
I imagine how Mom would've aged if she were her age.
I don't like the idea of not ending my life with the people
I started it with.
You just have to find the women you
started it with.
Mc Mullen's daughter is divorced,
single.
Do you know what she did to me?
No.
That was before I was 18, I was a virgin still.
She told me she thought I was cute
and wanted to help me out.
She asked me to get condoms.
I waited for her for three hours,
like a dog waiting by his bowl,
behind the concierge.
And?
I'm still waiting for her.
She had gone to Cork with that sadist.
Sadist?
Her daughter, Cécilia,
who'd show me her boobs
and said it was the only way to make sure we were friends.
Yeah.
I spend my time sitting behind a microscope
waiting for something microscopic
to create something even more microscopic.
The cells have exhausted my patience.
I have nothing left for women.
Come on, Pierre, let's go to the pub.
I'll show you around.
It's pissing down.
That's Ireland for you! Come on!
I'll introduce you to Fiona,
the waitress with a dragon on her neck.
That's my sweetheart.
She has children and a job in Cork.
No kidding.
Everything's changing.
It's too far, Georges. You'll catch a cold.
Mathilde had a sense of humor, too.
She was a sad drunk.
You disappeared.
At the hospital you evaporated.
Yeah, she was gone by the time
I got back from Paris.
I messed up.
Maybe she was waiting for you to leave to die.
Pierre.
I think I remember you.
Finally.
My wallet.
Auguste!
Can I help you?
Shit!
No, I heard you call out.
-Everything OK? -Yes.
-Does he often leave like that? -He likes to run away.
Did I wake you?
Not at all, I was working.
Shit!
-Did you lose something? -My keys.
No way!
We'll find them.
I lose everything.
My son gave me something attached to my keychain
that's supposed to beep when you whistle.
It's a gadget.
How old's your son?
Seven.
I also have an 18-year-old daughter.
Eleven years apart.
We had a little boy in between,
but he died shortly after birth.
I'm sorry to hear that.
December 8th, 2006.
That's why you remember me.
We met four days later,
since Mathilde died on the 12th.
That's why you remember me.
Hey!
We didn't lose everything.
I think we'd better hurry back.
Yeah, shit.
That's Ireland for you. Come on.
I'll get you something.
Is that a building you designed?
Yes, but it was never built.
My daughter wants me to throw it away, but it's hard for me to.
She no longer comes around anyway.
But you live...
In Paris. I come here to recharge my batteries.
More and more often.
-And her father is... -Dead.
He was a very good architect.
We were divorced.
Here.
Thank you.
What were you working on at 3 a.m.?
Martha, a patient I like very much.
She has a 2nd breast cancer.
She had two reconstructions
from a duff implant then rejection.
So she wants to keep her second breast.
I suggested that she try a new experimental
molecule.
I have to persuade my team, the lab, the health authorities.
Because it's risky?
It could shorten her life.
She's willing to risk her life for a breast?
She's 38.
Because it's less important for a 70-year-old woman?
No, that's not what I said. Let's just say that
my conscience would be easier.
Really?
We use a lot of criteria.
Some are secondary to doctors,
but important to patients. We adapt.
Aesthetic criteria?
Sometimes, yes.
Especially for a woman's breasts.
Why is that?
Because
breasts are beautiful.
I think I'm tired.
I'm going to bed.
On my wedding day, I knew I was making a mistake.
He was a joker, playful, romantic,
irresistible.
He cheated on me,
but I couldn't kick him out.
I hated how much of a coward I was.
I can manage men on a construction site
but with him,
I was a wimp.
He was an asshole
who thought I had nice breasts.
Good night, Pierre.
Shauna?
Sorry, I forgot my toothbrush.
-Do you have one I can borrow? -I do.
Thanks.
Do you need toothpaste too?
No, I'll use Georges'. Thank you also for the...
Good night.
Alright.
Thanks, Shauna.
Bye.
Will you let me know about Martha?
What did you expect?
I get texts from the school whenever she gets a bad grade.
Why do I get them?
Because they think mothers
have to handle these things.
They'll expel her
They can't expel everyone.
Half her friends are failing.
That's not reassuring.
Back in our time, we skipped class fine.
But we weren't terrorized by the future.
Will you call her advisor?
No, I'm running late.
Handover in three seconds.
I won't speed for cells that won't wait for me.
Lunch together?
You don't have time.
Come on.
I swiped some whisky bottles on the plane.
You bring back what we can.
You're dumb.
She said I was dumb.
Yeah, you are.
I'm in contact with a researcher in St. Louis,
Aïssa Sissoko, who has about 40 patients like Martha
in in her phase one trials.
The more we have,
the more we can persuade Vartilab to carry on phase one trials
in France and not the US.
These patients are arguments to get the ANSM to act.
One doesn't prevent the other, Antoine, on the contrary.
You complain the procedures are too long
and targeted therapies are too hard to access,
although they were okayed by the FDA.
You persuaded your entire team?
Yes, Martha, all of them.
But we still have to persuade the lab
who'll ask us to put pressure on the ANSM
to OK the phase-two protocol and
their molecule work.
It might take us a little while.
What do you think about all this?
I'm confident.
But you know what that entails?
In the end, it's your decision, not mine.
It implies
that I'll contribute to research,
and that's concrete.
It makes sense of it all.
From now on, fuck everything that implies,
because that's about tomorrow, which for me...
I don't know.
No one knows, right?
As you wanted an update on my patient,
I asked Georges for your phone number.
Where are you?
-Is this a bad time? -Not at all.
I'm in the lobby of a museum.
-In Cork? -No, in Paris.
You came back?
Well, I just wanted to tell you
I'd managed to persuade my team
and Martha agreed to it.
That's great. Have you started the treatment?
No, we still have a decisive meeting in Paris
with the lab in about ten days.
I'm sure it'll work out.
By the way, I found the picture of you and Mathilde.
What picture?
The one you showed me at the hospital.
I had accidentally taken it.
It was you? I thought I'd lost it.
I'm sorry.
I looked for you to give it back to you.
No, on the contrary, that's great.
Yes, it was under a pile.
It's a miracle I found it.
Want it back?
Yes,
since you'll be in Paris soon.
I don't know if I'll have time.
Sorry, I have to get back to my consultation.
OK.
See you soon, Shauna, it was nice to talk to you.
Yes, see you soon.
Bye.
-Hello, Mrs. Loszinsky. -Hello.
"Sorry I kept it for so long."
"Regards, Pierre."
Marcel, take these off.
-"Take these off." -So annoying.
"So annoying."
"Thanks for the picture."
"See you soon. Kisses."
Who was that?
No one, a patient.
Poor guy must be worried.
"Poor guy must be worried."
She's been our patient for three years.
A tumor was first detected in the right breast at age 35.
Mastectomy, chemo, reconstruction with implant,
a rejection, a reconstruction in the process.
She relapsed in her left breast at age 38.
She doesn't want to go through it again on the other breast.
She's well-informed and volunteered for an experimental treatment.
All patients are between 26 and 41 years old,
and have already undergone several surgeries.
They want to avoid a mastectomy.
They're aware of the risks.
Thank you.
This is all pretty convincing.
We must make choices. We can't dilute our forces.
We could contact you for phase three.
They need treatment now.
You can't pit profitability
against research again.
Georges, I think we can tell them.
Have you consolidated your results?
The functional test developments are completed.
If we have patients treated in France,
they can be correlated with the clinical exam.
Isn't it a visibility opportunity for Vartilab?
When did you consolidate the results?
This morning at 8 a.m.
I drank coffee all night
with a bunch of atypical molecules.
Are you returning to Lyon tonight?
Depends. What are you suggesting?
I don't know, let's celebrate.
No, I have work to do, we're going home.
You might, but...
-Next time. -OK.
9715...
Gate 2. He's not here yet.
Are you coming?
I'll get the paper. Want anything?
No, thanks.
-Hello? -Shauna?
Hi, it's Pierre.
Escande.
Good evening, Pierre.
Everything OK?
Fine. I'm at the Gare de Lyon.
I just thought
I'd say hi.
Well, good evening.
You just got to Paris?
No, I was just leaving.
I was just passing through
for a meeting with the lab.
How did it go?
It went well.
Very well, actually. They gave us the green light
for Martha.
-That's great. -It is.
It's awesome!
What are you doing?
I'm home, I was about to go out to dinner.
I'll leave you to it, then.
I just wanted to say hi.
Have a safe trip, then.
Yes, thank you very much, have a nice evening.
Bye, Shauna.
Bye, Pierre.
TGV 6609 to...
What the hell are you doing?
"Train canceled."
"Have some time before dinner?"
-"If you don't mind?" -"A bit!"
"Have a nice evening, then."
"I mean I do."
Fucking phone!
-"Sorry?" -"I have time."
"I can pick you up, if you want."
"I have a meeting at 9 p.m."
"I can meet you somewhere?"
"Yes."
"Where?"
"Métro I stay."
No!
"Métro Jaurès."
"OK! I'll be there in 22 minutes!"
No!
"I'm here."
"Me too."
"Where?"
"On the boulevard, across the street"
I can see you.
We have seven minutes left.
I'm about to turn 71.
Will you ask me to your birthday party?
Pierre, I haven't had sex in...
Can you wait a few more days?
We only have four minutes left.
I'm not sure I can pull it off.
Are you meeting a man?
My granddaughter is celebrating moving in with her lover.
Mom?
My daughter, Cécilia. Pierre.
-Hi. -Hi.
Pierre, don't I know you?
Let me think. You're the son of...
No, never mind.
Sorry, I'm bad with faces.
I don't know you at all.
Pierre is one of Georges' colleagues.
Mathilde was a patient of his.
He even went to Kinsale with us.
That was you? I would've loved to be there.
I grew up with Georges.
I haven't seen him since...
I had left a file at your mother's house in Ireland.
Since I was in Paris, I came to get it.
Yes, a medical file.
A woman who wants an experimental procedure
to save her breast.
That's it.
I see.
Her left breast.
-Are you OK, Mom? -Yes, I'm fine.
Well, I'll get going.
My pleasure, Shauna.
Don't you want to have dinner with us?
No.
Why not?
I don't want to intrude.
I don't mind. Do you?
No.
Let's go then. We're running late.
Do you like exotic cuisine?
Adèle, my daughter.
-And Kaushik. -Nice to meet you.
-Together since? -Fifth grade.
I hadn't even had my period yet.
You were still cute.
Time to eat.
Can you grab that chair?
Let's make some room.
There's a bottle of wine...
I handle crisis communication in the government.
Officially, I work three days a week,
but between storm Irma,
Covid, the Kouachi brothers' association,
I have plenty of work to do.
You're in the club of those who sleep three hours a night.
It's hard to work in a position where you hope for bad things to happen.
It's the nature of my job, too.
I'm just a warning sign.
You save lives. You can't compare the two.
Did Kaushik tell you I'm from Chandigarh?
No.
My grandfather knew Le Corbusier.
Really?
Yes, well, he shined his shoes.
Why did she ask her father for the deposit?
I'd have been happy to help.
You've helped her a lot already.
And that's not about to stop.
Pierre's great.
He's a good doctor, I think.
Your cab's here.
OK. Thank you.
Bye.
Go ahead.
Have a safe trip.
Yes, I'll talk to you soon.
Can you drop me off?
Of course.
Bye.
Hold on!
If I can help you with anything,
I know people in healthcare.
Don't hesitate.
I won't. Thanks, Cécilia.
-Bye, Mom. -Bye.
Where to?
Do you want me to drop you off?
Do you want to drop me off?
19, Ramponeau street, please.
I do the same.
What?
When I tidy up.
I just move piles around.
Sorry
for the mess, I didn't expect to...
It's alright.
Logic would dictate that I live
in a completely uncluttered apartment.
Want a coffee?
Same as you.
If I drink coffee now, I'm screwed.
Your daughter is touching.
She worries too much.
She got it from me.
I wasn't a reassuring mother.
I spent half her childhood abroad,
and I was busy with my work for the other half.
Sit down.
Maybe you made her love her job.
In any case, it didn't prevent her from being an exemplary mother.
She's an amazing woman.
I never understood why she was so lonely.
Joy of living?
Inner harmony ?
One of each.
Do you want to leave?
Feel free, really.
I can save the tea for tomorrow.
I'll drink it iced, it's fine.
It's bad luck to compare hands.
We're a little drunk, aren't we?
A little.
Tired?
A little.
Shall we go to sleep?
Yes.
If you have a toothbrush for me.
-Good night, Pierre. -Good night, Shauna.
Are you OK?
-Hi. -Hi.
-You're here? -Yes, why?
I thought you stayed for dinner in Paris.
No.
I had things to do.
Feminine things?
No.
What's her name?
-Stop it. -OK.
I wasn't with my colleagues, Jeanne.
I don't want to know.
I can't lie to you.
You can.
I've lied to you before.
Better than you, too.
What? When? Who?
It doesn't matter.
With Georges?
Not Georges.
You're the man of my life, Pierre.
We'll grow old together.
Do I leave the box?
OK, grab it later.
Thanks.
-You have everything? -I can always come back.
-Here. -Thanks.
Always!
Mom.
Go on then!
Bye.
Did I miss them?
Just barely.
What are you doing here?
I know you're not crushed, but...
I didn't see these last 15 years go by.
Kids grow up, you don't see time passing.
I was fed up with bedtime stories sometimes.
Now I'd give anything
to hear her ask for one more story.
And her strategies for getting me back into her room:
"I'm hungry, I'm cold,
"I'm scared, I'm in pain,
"I lost my doggie."
Until we were so exhausted
that I ended up falling asleep
in her bed.
And in the morning, with her little angel face:
"Why did you sleep in my bed, Mommy?"
"Very early, in front of his house,
"Hipollene said hello to the morning.
"Today is a great day.
"Around the house, the endless tree still sleeps.
"It has no beginning, no end.
"At the end of a branch,
"there's always another branch, leaves, many leaves.
"Farther than very far,
"the foliage is blue, almost invisible.
"It's called the sky.
"Grandma said so,
"Grandma knows everything."
I don't know what I'll do in this apartment.
You want to move out?
It's close to the ministry, it's convenient.
Convenient?
To walk your dog,
if you have a dog.
You'll meet someone.
A guy with a Dalmatian.
-Mom? -Yes?
Did you meet someone?
No kidding...
Meeting as in...?
We met.
That's wonderful.
-You think so? -Of course.
I was afraid you'd take it the wrong way.
Why? No, on the contrary.
But...
-How long has it been? -Not long.
Who is it?
Do I know him?
-It's Mr. Goldstein. -No, Cécilia.
-You met in gym class? -No.
Sorry, I'm just curious.
A companion, that's great news.
Is he kind to you?
Will you introduce us?
Of course. Sorry, there's no emergency.
No emergency.
My God!
My God, it's...
WARNING DO NOT OPEN
-Good day, Mr. Escande. -Good day, Mr. Escande.
-Good day, sweetie. -Good day, sweetie.
-I love you. -I love you, too.
His bag.
Marcel!
Are you hurt?
-Are you OK? -I'm fine.
-Are you sure? -I'm fine.
Be careful, or you'll have to deal with me.
Here.
I saw her picture on the organizational chart. She's new.
Who?
Dr. Sissoko.
Will she be part of your delegation to the ministry?
Yes.
-So you'll see her again? -Yes.
It's not her, Jeanne.
It's not?
Who was it, then?
-You didn't want to know. -I do now.
Who is it? Do I know her?
Shauna.
-Shauna? -Shauna Loszinski.
Georges' friend?
But she's old!
70.
You shouldn't joke about this.
I'm not.
Fuck!
It's not funny.
It is.
Sorry.
You don't have to be.
That's true, why should I be?
Are you OK?
Let's get some coffee.
No, thanks.
Georges, listen to me.
I don't want to.
We can't spend all day like this.
To think I insisted you came with me to her house.
I'm an idiot.
It's not your fault.
These things just happen.
I don't know how.
Did you sleep with her?
Unbelievable.
Unbelievable. Shit.
Shauna is like my mother.
Why are you doing this to me?
Are you going to see her today?
-Have you thought about the kids? -Please.
What about your wife?
I don't know if you realize it,
but Jeanne is still fragile.
I'm with her every day.
She's my wife,
it's not your affair.
I introduced you.
I was your witness, I'm your daughter's godfather.
Now you've also introduced me to my mistress.
You're a great friend. What would I do without you?
I wonder.
That's your problem.
You haven't built anything,
so you overinvest in my family.
What are you trying to prove to yourself, dating
girls half your age?
That's great.
I'm the problem now?
Go right ahead, Pierre.
Screw up your life, I don't give a shit.
Excuse me.
-Hi. -Hi.
What's wrong?
The meeting at the ministry didn't go very well.
Shit.
Will you tell me about it?
-Coffee? -Yes, thank you.
What happened?
It doesn't matter.
How are you doing?
-Sorry, it's a colleague of mine. -Please.
Yes, Patrick?
Yes, he has bone metastases.
Can he move?
No neurological disorders in the lower limbs?
Did you give him my number?
Yes?
Find a hospital bed
for him.
We have to do it as soon as possible.
Can you do it?
I can't come right away.
Really?
Alright.
I'll come by tomorrow morning.
Call me if anything happens.
Sorry.
Don't be.
Work is important. I worked too.
I was overwhelmed, anxious.
I was scared before competitions.
I know all about it.
Do you know what I did today
besides my crossword puzzle?
I tided up because you were coming,
I went to the hairdresser, I put on makeup,
I bought this bouquet of tulips.
I spent half an hour hesitating between freesias
or roses, because I didn't know what you'd like.
Because...
I imagined...
You can't turn your life upside down for a woman with no future.
It's nuts, Pierre.
And I'm very busy.
It's too late!
Look at me.
Can't you see how shaken I am?
You shake me.
What do you see in a 70-year-old woman?
Can you kill someone with tulips?
I want you.
It's you?
Is Mom asleep?
No, she's not home yet.
What about Marcel?
I fed him, put him to bed.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
He asked me if you'd gone back to the front,
if we we'd be confined again.
I'm sorry.
Want a beer?
Well...
What time's your class?
I'd like one.
Are you OK?
Great.
That bad?
I caught something.
Something?
Papillomavirus at risk.
You don't use protection?
I do, masks, gloves, condoms.
Don't worry.
If I get cancer, my father is an oncologist.
Don't joke with that.
It's operable with laser.
I've already made an appointment.
-Does Mom know? -Why?
You have a boyfriend?
Yeah, 200 of them, but none at the same time.
200? What do you mean?
Wouldn't you have noticed if I had a boyfriend?
I didn't want to be intrusive.
The problem is that by avoiding intrusion...
It's not easy to find the right balance.
There isn't one.
The world is going to hell
and I'll never fall in love, I'm incapable of it.
It happened to you once, it'll happen again.
When I'm 70?
Jeanne told you?
You're home.
I met a small Pakistani guy who was cold.
I wanted to give him money, but I didn't have any change.
Wasn't there a vase here?
He didn't want my bill.
He wanted me to take all his roses. I didn't want them.
Oh well...
It would have been humiliating to refuse them.
I won't beg.
Leave it.
It's run by the mafia.
How much will he get from these 20 bucks?
Five euros for a night's work?
Fucking society!
-Jeanne. -Don't touch me!
-Rosalie, can you leave us? -You bet.
No, stay.
I'm going to sleep somewhere else.
Stop!
Stop, Mom!
You're hurting him!
-Stop, Jeanne! -Mom!
-Let go of me! -Stop!
-Don't touch me! -Calm down.
-Stop, Jeanne! -Stop!
-Mom! -Calm down!
Have a nice day, sweetheart.
Leave it.
You never could pack properly,
you'll forget your socks again.
Jeanne.
Please let me do it.
This is good for me.
-Did you forget anything? -My cell phone.
I'll call it.
There it is.
Hello?
You're lucky, for once I'm alone.
I'm sorry, Georges.
Come in.
Go!
Yes!
That's good!
We felt it since halftime.
They're doing great.
Does Shauna like rugby?
Jeanne was right.
It's amazing to live an adventure
with an elderly woman and not care about the others.
I don't have those guts.
She said that?
It's easy to seduce young girls with a medical degree.
And I'm not even an ER doctor.
More coffee, please.
"As long as I don't stop thinking,
"that he doesn't put me through,
"by blindness, by apprehension.
"I want to taste, celebrate every day,
"and never fear a painful experience,
"never lock myself int a core of insensitive torpor,
"keep a critical attitude towards life,
"ask myself questions,
"and never take the easy way out.
"Learning to think,
"think to live, live to learn
"with an insight, an understanding,
"and an ever new love."
It's beautiful.
She committed suicide at 31
after setting up the breakfast
table for her children.
Mathilde had told me about you.
She did?
She said
you were one of those flamboyant people
who tiptoe through life.
I looked for you at the hospital when you left.
I wanted to give you the picture back.
I just had to, I don't know why.
Maybe I already loved you.
The groceries.
I'll get it.
Pierre?
You're handsome.
Careful.
Got it.
Right.
Dumbass!
Sorry.
I'll be right back.
Isn't Mr. Tsang a little bit in love with you?
I kind of made an omelet on your floor,
but I managed to save one egg.
What you can do with an egg is crazy.
Do you like pancakes?
This bath is too hot,
I'm going to be all wrinkled.
Shauna?
By the time you got the door, I became an old lady.
The latency period of your Parkinson's is over.
I'll have to crank up the dopamine
to avoid the appearance of new symptoms,
or at least try to reduce its effects.
What symptoms?
Semi-voluntary motor skills can generate tremors,
uncontrolled gestures,
but also difficulties in getting into motion.
You'll have to think about every move you make.
Think about walking before you take a step.
Think about speaking before you speak.
Tying your shoes may seem overwhelming.
What else?
Episodes of confusion,
and in the long term, your face
could lose its motor skills and freeze,
a bit like a mask.
You'll split the dopamine doses every three hours.
This will require good discipline,
and I'll also prescribe an antidepressant.
How did your young agency
get access to the public order?
Following an open competition.
Our first achievement was the kindergarten school
in Seine-et-Marne.
We didn't like this obligation
to lock children inside at the slightest drop of rain.
We even wanted
for school to sometimes be taught outside.
So we designed this awning
above the playground.
Excuse me. Was competing on a kindergarten project
a choice on your part to access the commission?
Are you coming in or out?
What were you saying?
Two women architects were more likely to win a competition
by designing a place for children, right?
I'm not a woman architect.
I'm an architect.
Do you think you can direct the program of a building,
like you did for the preschool?
It's a tough question.
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be...
Don't apologize.
I'm becoming an old bitch.
Thank you.
I took an earlier train, I was curious.
Push the left.
-With the left? -The left.
Ah, the door.
-What should we eat? -I asked around.
Vartilab just opened a department dedicated to Parkinson's.
They're experimenting with a new treatment.
-Not from the menu. -Hello.
Have you made a choice?
Dish of the day please.
Sir?
Tartar.
Prepared or not prepared?
You choose.
I won't eat it.
Prepared then.
Raw or round trip?
You know what? I'll have the steak and fries instead,
with a carafe of cold faucet water.
Alright. Thanks.
We need to stop, Pierre.
Go to the station and take a train.
What's wrong?
Are you tired?
Do you want to be alone?
No.
I'd rather we stop seeing each other.
Why?
I wanted to believe it, but...
Stop it, Shauna. Everything is going well.
At my age these things
don't matter much anymore.
I get bored easily.
Me?
I bore you?
Yes.
Even you.
Sometimes.
I'm sorry.
Shauna!
We need to talk.
I'm tired, Pierre.
I know how you feel.
I know your fear,
but I'm not afraid.
Trust me.
I don't need your concern.
I love you, it has nothing to do with it.
You have to be pretty twisted
to fall for a sick old woman.
You don't mean that.
I have to go home now.
Let me go.
Don't screw it up.
I don't need you to save me.
I was fine without you.
I was fine before you showed up with your big hands and your love.
Leave me alone, Pierre. Go away!
No!
I'm not moving.
I want you to leave me alone!
I never want to see you again.
That's not true.
You're going to kill me.
I love you, Pierre.
And since you love me too,
go away.
I'm begging you.
Mom!
Do you want some warm milk
at least?
Why didn't tell me it was him?
I didn't want to hurt you.
Do I look that desperate?
No.
Of course not.
You underestimate the love I have for you.
Anyway,
Pierre's not my type at all.
I like old men, what can I say?
Mom!
I'll call you.
Are you OK?
I've seen worse.
I've seen better.
What about you?
I'm still standing.
I'm sorry, Rosalie.
It's not your fault.
Not about that.
About...
Everything else, for not being there.
You suck enough.
According to Winnicott, a mother who's good enough
is a mother who sucks enough
to leave room for her kids to develop
their little adult personalities.
-You've read Winnicott? -By chance.
So I've sucked enough?
What?
Mrs. Escande?
Go ahead.
Mom? Stay with me.
Yeah.
Pierre.
You wanted to talk to me?
I wanted to tell you
you should install a bathtub with a door
so that she doesn't have to step over it, and a seat, too.
It'll easier for her to take a shower.
She was doing fine.
Meeting you was the trigger.
Was it worth it?
Was it really worth it?
Excuse me.
I have to go.
Sorry, I didn't mean that.
THREE MONTHS LATER
She's not doing great.
I thought she didn't look good.
I don't know.
Maybe it's a thing
mothers do so they kids think they still need them.
Is it?
Is the weather nice?
Yes.
I can free myself next weekend.
Do you want me to come?
I have 330 hours off left,
no daughter, no boyfriend, no attacks, no virus.
No constraints.
Yes, that's right. I'm in need.
Mom, I miss you.
Are these yours?
They're there if anyone asks for them.
Mom?
Room 402. Martha Flores.
She's 90lbs. and 5'5'.
She's very fragile.
The tumor had grown by half an inch on the last scan.
Have we heard about
the other patients' progress?
We had complete or partial
regressions at three months in five out of seven patients.
It's pretty positive overall.
Overall, yes.
Yes, it was worth a try.
Shauna?
Sorry to bother you.
I want to get your mom
but I think I lost her phone number.
I must have misdialed.
Can you give it to me?
But...
Mom's been gone for a long time.
Where did she go?
But Shauna,
Mathilde died 15 years ago.
I'm sorry, I'm confused.
I was a little... Don't worry.
Have a good night.
She'll be OK.
Mom, I managed to do a kickflip.
He's making progress, did you see?
Yes.
He fell 20 times
and got back up 20 times.
Bravely.
You're beautiful.
Thank you.
I'll get going.
Do you want to stay for dinner?
No,
I have paperwork at home.
-Pierre? -Yes?
Are you OK?
Yes, I'm fine.
Kaushik and I split up.
Young love.
A children's love.
Young love.
You were kids, you hadn't had your period yet.
You said so yourself.
Aren't you supposed to have memory loss from Parkinson's?
No, it's another one.
Thanks.
No, thank you.
It was kind of you to come.
Mom would have wanted me here.
What do you think of her?
It's just a crack.
She'll walk again soon.
For the rest they'll check her treatment.
You can live for years with Parkinson's.
Your mother's tough.
Don't worry.
Me, not worry?
As a little girl, you were already concerned about lost kittens,
birds that had fallen from the nest. Remember?
Someone had to take care of the ones you shot with a slingshot.
I shot them so you'd feel useful.
Really?
If you need anything...
Like getting laid?
Huh...
You still look like you have a nice pair of boobs.
Maybe you got a bit better.
Not sure....
Alright...
Does Pierre know about Shauna?
No.
Call me?
-Is this Shauna Loszinski's place? -Yes.
It's here.
Hello, ma'am.
Who are you?
Jeanne Escande.
-I'm sorry. -Wait.
Thank you, Kenza.
Why are you here?
Out of curiosity, probably.
-How is he doing? -Bad.
He nearly resigned.
I worry about him. He won't eat, won't sleep.
I almost resigned, too, you see?
Have a seat.
-Do I disgust you? -No.
At your age,
if my husband cheated on me with an old woman,
it would have disgusted me.
My husband cheated on me with young women, so...
Either way,
it hurts like hell, doesn't it?
Did Pierre tell you that we lost a child?
After his death I stayed in his room for almost a year.
I slept on a mattress at the foot of the crib,
the shutters closed, I thought I wouldn't survive it.
Rosalie was four years old.
Pierre tried to remain cheerful for her,
he took care of us
at the expense of his own grief.
During all these years he remained
as if on permanent vigilance. He was strong.
Then...
he met you.
Pierre needs you.
Goodbye, ma'am.
Come.
-Hi. -Hi.
So?
I wanted to know how you were doing.
You can see.
How are you doing?
Pierre, listen to me.
You have to move on.
I can't.
-You have to. -I can't.
I'll end up in a wheelchair.
I know.
I'm really going to die, Pierre.
I know.
But so far, you and I are breathing the same air.
Shall we enjoy the air we're still breathing together?
Alright.
FOR SOLVEIG ANSPACH
TO HER MOTHER, HOGNA TO HER DAUGHTER, CLARA
THE YOUNG LOVERS
DIRECTED BY CARINE TARDIEU
Subtitling: Hiventy by TransPerfect