Here again?
When will you learn to sleep in your room, little imp?
Jacqueline, scram.
Take my car.
You're an angel, Paul.
That's why Mom named me after an apostle.
A saint.
C'mon, move your ass!
No! No!
- Come on. - That's enough now!
What's wrong?
What's up, tiger?
I wish I knew.
She won't let go of your son. We can't separate them.
Vero has to go home, like everyone else.
I want to stay with Véro.
What kind of nonsense is that?
No!
Perhaps he could come over?
- What's going on? - Quiet down!
That's enough now!
Up yours, asshole!
Introducing Véronique!
- Hello. - Laurent.
I owe you.
Did you lock up?
Thieves don't hit this slum.
He wastes no time. A precocious little boy.
Don't you start.
Do we sit down?
No, your pal works Thursdays and Fridays.
- Café, Mom. - Don't you start now!
A little boat for the gent and what can I make for madame?
My assistant, Laurent.
Hello, madame. Some cof... herb... ea.
Herbal tea?
No, thank you, young man.
A courteous boy.
How's... Wat... temperat... madame?
The water temperature?
It's fine. Thank you, young man.
Véro, we'll put this pretty ﬂower in your hair.
- I know how to do it. - Then do it.
Very good.
Véro, your parents are here.
I want to stay with Laurent.
Darling.
I want to stay here.
You're beautiful! What a lovely hairdo.
Did you do her hair?
Yes.
- It's lovely. - Thank you.
- So, are you going to tell me'? - What?
Is Véro your girlfriend?
Yes.
- Aren't you a bit young to have a steady? - No.
She's beautiful.
Her mom is too.
I must be dreaming.
So what was that tantrum at school?
I won't have it, I'm warning you.
Sorry, Mom.
I think I'm in love with her.
You've known her two months.
You're 7 years old. What do you know about love at 7?
Don't make me laugh.
I love her like I love you.
A real heartbreaker.
I think about her a lot...
when I listen to Café.
Mom?
Don't wake her up!
What's she doing?
Mom!
She scares me sometimes.
What do you mean?
I don't know.
Just a feeling.
You can see how she's suffering.
As much as I want to hold her,
I don't dare get close.
I so understand how she must feel.
It would kill me if you disappeared,
if I couldn't love you and be with you.
I didn't have your kids, so imagine her!
And I'm afraid you'll relapse,
and rediscover your feelings for her.
That's what she's waiting for.
After being with a man 20 years
and having such gorgeous daughters with him,
that's all I'd wait for.
Don't worry. She's in another place.
And remember that if she isn't, I am.
Did you tell her?
We haven't told anyone yet.
That's just it.
I wouldn't want to be the last to hear.
On the contrary, I wouldn't want to hear it at all.
Take your time, ok?
There's no rush.
- No? - No.
Bye, Mom.
Can't I stay with you?
No, it's his week. It's not negotiable.
I don't want to.
Come on, you've always liked it here.
The pool, the fireplace...
Go on!
Hi, beautiful.
What's Up?
What goes on during your week? She's so grumpy.
I beat her so she'll come see you.
You just missed my parents.
I'll see them later.
You won't have to. I'm sure they'll bring you back
a souvenir from their trip that they'll be glad to drop off.
Are you hungry?
Juliette?
A little snack?
Cool? We'll talk about it?
I just told her.
It went fine.
I said we hadn't chosen a date, but that it'd be private.
We just agreed we'd take our time.
Relax, babe. It's done. You should be happy.
You know how I feel about her.
She'll want to kill me now.
Now or later, it had to be done.
Yes, but don't you see that she needs time?
How do you think the girls will react?
And your dad?
Nobody's ready.
They'll never be ready. Don't you get it?
You're pissing me off!
I feel your compassion, but it's what we want that matters.
Isn't it?
I know, it's not that.
She's on every photo on the wall.
Do your parents do it on purpose?
I piss you off?
Yes.
Yes, you do.
Going swimming?
Getting married?
I won't let you leave.
I won't let you hurt yourself.
You and me, it's for life.
I chose you. You chose me.
We'll get through this.
If you fall, I pick you up.
If I fall, you pick me up.
We'll make it. The girls will help us, you'll see.
Hold my hand.
Get up, please.
I wish I could stop thinking about him.
Spend a day without remembering how we were.
I was naive.
A mid-life crisis, I thought.
She's so beautiful.
They go so well together.
She has a fat ass.
When they met the first time,
I saw it all.
And I did nothing.
I'd just like to move on.
You want to move on?
I've told you. Find a new place to live, or repaint.
Change your tune, do something.
Figuratively, I mean.
It's impossible.
He can't remarry.
He'll come back.
What?
Do your homework!
He's never been away. He might panic.
Call me if there's anything.
Don't worry.
We won't change his hairdo.
Yes, hello?
I'll come and get him.
No, he can't. I'm coming.
I said I'm coming.
That's enough. Stop it. We're going.
No!
He can sleep over. I told you, we'd love it.
Out of the question.
This game has to end.
Véro, enough. Let him go.
No!
That's enough!
We're going home now.
What's got into you?
Thanks.
Forgive me.
I don't recognize you anymore.
Mom's worried, you understand?
We'll stop seeing Vero if she has that effect on you.
Café, Mom?
Yes.
Go to bed, you rascal.
A kiss on the lips!
If they weren't affecting the other students,
fine.
But at the point we're at,
I'd suggest you place them in an institution,
a specialized one.
No!
I won't place my son with retards!
That's what they turn into when you put them away.
Madame Brunet, please.
No other school has such determination and sensitivity.
You can't give up.
Laurent deserves a normal education.
His ability to keep up with the others...
Has never been a problem!
We mustn't disturb society.
Lock 'em up in the prisons they call hospitals,
specialized institutions!
The nerve of her!
Separate them! Simple enough.
Alter consulting several specialists, we think the opposite.
They recommend keeping them together.
What? Which specialists?
This is a learning center where children stay 5 nights a week.
Its program is fully adapted to their needs.
It's only 2 hours from Paris.
First, I can't pay.
If it's the money,
my husband and I would be more than happy to assist you.
You're crazy. That's exactly what's wrong.
It's our job to educate them.
The parents, not some strangers.
People think Down is incurable.
It's a social stigma, period.
We can't give in to setbacks
or the opinions of so-called fat cat specialists.
My son will do just fine at this school,
with or without your daughter.
Preferably without.
I told you, it's hopeless.
I'll make you forget her!
Café, Mom.
I've explained it to you 20 times.
Robbers?
Yes.
I'll save up and buy you another record.
And Véro? When will I see her?
Stop it, please!
They don't answer, I told you.
Mom?
Café, Mom?
Dad, I forgot my soccer shoes at Mom's.
Then go get them, sweetie.
It's raining.
Well, you're not going to melt away.
What are you doing?
Sorry, I didn't see it was cranked up.
Turn it down!
Are you crazy?
It was an accident. You're crazy.
Watch your mouth. Don't use that tone with me.
- Don't you either. - I'm your dad!
I've had it with your music. Go to your room!
I've had it with your bimbo!
Do you want a spanking?
Apologize.
Mom never said this.
But I will.
You're an asshole!
That's enough! Go to your room!
NOW!
I've never seen you like that.
I'm sorry.
You know, I feel sad too.
Just because I met Rose doesn't mean I don't miss your mom.
I didn't mean to yell at you.
I'm sorry.
And I'm not fed up with your music.
I'm happy music is important to you.
And everything you listen to.
Thanks.
Are you ok?
Yes.
The girls say you're sleepwalking a lot.
Not really.
I want to lash out, smash something, you've no idea.
That band puts me in a good space.
It's as if they play just for me.
I dreamed of him again.
He doesn't deserve it.
Not Antoine,
the little boy.
He wants me to hold him, but I'm scared.
Especially when he's in my car.
Why's he there?
I don't know.
What's weird is, I only dream of him when I'm high.
Since when do you take drugs?
I smoke the odd joint before going to bed. Helps me sleep.
No wonder you see little monsters!
She gets stoned before going to bed. Bravo!
What next?
I'm going to see a medium.
A specialist in guides.
Seems she's able to communicate
with the guides who surround us...
the souls of people no longer with us,
but who accompany us.
Fuck off!
Where do you find these people?
The little boy in my dreams...
He's a Mongoloid?
Laurent?
Jesus Christ!
I'm not the only one smoking good weed.
It's so sad.
There's a little girl with him.
It's Rose.
And the little Mongoloid
is Antoine.
You're crazy? Never do that again!
You came here by yourself?
Véro's not here.
Can we go see Véro, Mom?
We'll stop at home and dress you properly,
and then we'll pay Véro a visit.
What do you mean, Antoine?
It's not surprising I can't leave him.
Don't go there, please.
I've never known any other man.
I've never kissed anyone else.
I've loved once in my life. One man.
But loved like no one else.
That kind of love, when you lose it,
there's only one way to survive.
You look for an explanation, or else you die. Do you understand?
You just want to die.
Don't you do that. Don't you dare!
He was my little boy.
Antoine. I was his mother in another life.
You're such an idiot!
Hello.
Hi.
They were just there.
Did she say why?
No.
She didn't know.
Did I try to separate them?
I couldn't leave him with that girl.
It was unhealthy, and dangerous.
Stop talking as if she was you.
Maybe that's what I have to do now.
Separate them. Maybe he's in danger.
Sweetheart.
All she wants is for you to keep seeing her.
To keep booking appointments.
She said it's pointless to come back,
that I'd find the answers myself.
You have to let go, hon.
I can't.
I just want to believe even more.
Admit that it's a nice theory:
If we're not reunited in this life, then in another.
Theories are all well and good,
but what about in practice?
Will you spend your whole life waiting?
Dreaming?
No.
In peace.
In hope.
I'm his twin ﬂame.
What now?
It's pretty.
Thank you.
I didn't see a diploma on the wall.
Where do you go to study mediumology?
Nowhere.
You acquire it.
It develops from the inside.
It's a matter of love, faith.
Everyone can develop their paranormal abilities.
It's a question of desire and will.
I think I can help anyone who comes here.
I can serve them, any living thing.
We're all related.
Any living thing?
How does it help us to know our past lives,
if they really exist?
I don't have to convince you. You came to me.
We can stop right now.
You fill people's minds with a load of crap
and leave them deal with it.
So they come back of their own will.
And don't feel they've been scammed.
- You came here to vent? - Yes.
It won't take long.
She doesn't tell me everything.
If you know something, I'll take over.
I'm better placed to help her.
And don't return her calls, should she want to come back.
I don't think that's in her plans.
I was going to suggest it,
but she rushed out with out paying.
It's not about the money. I doubt she did it on purpose...
I think your friend was too shaken.
By What?
A load of crap.
Shall I go on?
Alright, we'll...
we'll ask the Good Lord to bless the new year
or what's left of it. I mean, we'll soon be eating fresh corn!
May the rest of the year
bring us health,
happiness,
and love.
May the Good Lord guide us
in the decisions we must make.
And may He guide one person in particular
so he makes the right decision
and realizes he has responsibilities.
He has pants to wear, and it's time he put them on.
Before it's too late.
Before...
she leaves him for good.
Before he becomes
another imbecile who destroys his family for good.
Come on, Lucien...
Stop it, please!
I'm saying out loud what everyone else thinks.
You're hurting everyone.
He's doing that, not me.
One day he decides to separate.
And we have to pretend we don't miss her?
That we don't love her anymore?
I loved that girl!
When you marry and have kids, it's for life!
You don't separate, period!
That moralizing old fart!
Today 8 out of 10 couples split up.
So what?
What are you doing?
I can't hear from my room.
Before we go back there...
How bout we treat ourselves to a relapse?
Just this once.
Let's go, Mom.
Mom needs to talk to you.
We're not going to visit Véro anymore.
Her parents put her in a new school. They're moving too.
I know it's sad, but that's how it is. Ok?
We won't see her again.
It's over.
You're Wing!
- Come here. Listen to me. - No!
We can visit her once in a while.
But not every day.
You're lying! You're lying!
Enough! Stop this game!
Come here.
Let go of the door!
- Stop it, that's enough! - You're lying!
You hear me?
Shut up! Stop shouting!
The meeting of twin ﬂames
is when the soul finds its other half on the path homeward,
to the source.
The cycle of reincarnation ends.
It's the final relationship
that leads to unity.
The hardest thing for her right now
is to come to terms with the fact
that the loved one
is not her twin ﬂame.
Mom!
Mom.
Mom!
We have a surprise for you.
What?
Someone is taking you to visit a new school.
Who?
Guess who?
I'm obsessing.
Shall I get you some coffee?
Cognac?
Sambuca?
We should stop talking marriage, right?
For now.
That's what I was thinking.
I couldn't find out more.
Why?
She stopped me.
Horseshit!
Why are you here?
What's wrong?
Can we go see Véro?
What is it?
Forgive me.
I should ask you to forgive me.
It's written in the stars.
Don't worry, I won't say a blessing.
I ask you to join me in wishing them all the happiness in the world.
Than ks for coming.
You're so pretty, all dressed up.
You're beautiful.
Thanks.
You look stunning.