Jerome, go without me.
I wore the green thing last time.
How about your red outfit? Makes a splash every time.
Exactly.
I make a splash because I'm not wearing the green thing.
Look, you know the situation.
-What's that? -A kitty door.
-We have no cat. - It's homey.
Might help to sell the house.
- It's crooked. - It's not done.
Stop destroying the house, maybe we'll sell it!
Can't sell it. It stinks of failure. My failure.
People smell it.
-What's with your hair? - I trimmed it.
We can't afford a barber? There are holes!
The back is hard.
Then don't do it.
Vero, we have no choice now. We have to count pennies.
I can't, and I won't learn.
I can't wear the same stuff.
With Elizabeth, I want to die.
You just had to have the vacation.
The same one as theirs. Their videos are humiliating.
Enough. We have to tighten our belts to the hilt.
We can't afford Loic's tuition.
Know what Vero told me at the gym?
They're vacationing in Touquet, at the Westminster, like us.
Last minute choice.
-When do they leave? - In 2 days, like us.
Great. We'll have a ball.
Should've told them Bali. They can't afford it.
She still wears that outfit.
Never changes!
If only I could wear a dress 5 years.
Emilie wasn't at work.
She went shopping for her trip.
I told you. I'm in such a state.
Stop. She's 17.
Only natural she'd rather go to the U.S. with a girlfriend.
A week in Touquet with her parents doesn't excite her.
Touquet excites no one.
Enough temples and floating markets under Lariam.
This year I need rest. I really need a break.
A break from what?
What exactly do you do?
Speaking of which, I thought I'd get the bag, too.
Yesterday I thought it clashed.
What did?
With my new Pradas.
I thought it clashed. Did you?
Maybe, now that you mention it.
I'm off to the office.
See you tonight, honey.
Oh my God.
This is horrible.
So much to do.
Still here, Kevin? I thought you'd gone already.
I had this thing to finish.
Look this over tomorrow please.
And go home. You look exhausted.
Almost vacation. Where you going?
To Dunkerque, Mr. Lannier.
Call me Bertrand.
Fine, Bertrand.
Fuck.
You're nuts.
He'll catch us. You said he was gone.
I thought he was. Anyway, he didn't hear.
Like that? I did.
- He looked at me funny. - Dad is bIind.
Nanou? I have an hour before the dunces' dinner.
I'll stop by, baby.
You're limping?
One of Jerome's gas meters.
- Painful? - She stubbed her toe.
Stubbed my toe! I nearly busted my tibia!
- The nerve! - Let's all have a nice drink.
Only weirdos collect gas meters.
Champagne?
They're all over. Every step is risky.
Hi, Emilie.
What's the point of collecting gas meters?
They're like torsos...
Please. Don't get him started.
Doorbell.
Get it, Emilie. It's Julie.
Julie? She's coming?
I keep telling you.
- Refill? - No thanks. I'm OK.
-You're behind. - Bertrand,
that's your 3rd.
I never remember.
Look at them. Spent all yesterday together,
it's like a reunion of POWs.
Dinner's ready. Let's eat.
How did you choose the same vacation spot as us?
Not that it bothers me.
Jerome picked it.
You picked the spot.
Yeah, just picked it out. You made it sound good last time.
The appetizer's very good.
It's a Bocuse recipe. Emilie, clear the table.
You enjoyed it, Loic.
Not like Miss Picky.
- No dead animals. -You used to.
You adored leg of lamb.
Before that, breast milk. Things change.
Enough, Emilie.
Another drop of wine?
I'll take it.
- Going on vacation? - Not this year.
To be honest, I'm flat broke.
Vacations are a money trap. Silly to waste so much.
You always bring that up.
Why don't you bring her?
Stop. We couldn't hear each other.
No babysitter can stand her.
Come on. It can't be that terrible.
I wish Maria could still cry.
Finish up, Bertrand. You need patience with him.
Emilie, going on vacation alone?
No meat and now no parents!
She's off to Chicago with Nina.
One week of fear in my belly.
Nina doesn't shoot up or snort.
I hope not!
You're going to Chicago? Great.
I hear it's beautiful.
- Dangerous. - Like her high school.
-When? - Tomorrow.
Tomorrow? You can't leave before us!
We're leaving in 2 days.
I'm leaving tomorrow. All set.
What's the difference?
One day. No one told me. I'm not ready.
You're not leaving.
-You care about nothing. - I balance you out.
Help yourselves.
Bertrand, did you reserve a suite?
Yes. Want the whole floor?
Seriously. We never use the living room.
We can get a rollaway.
You want separate bedrooms?
No, for Julie. She has to have a vacation.
I don't want to intrude. I'm used to not leaving.
One more year.
Come on, it won't cost more. Right, Bertrand?
I guess not.
No, this is your vacation.
In a plush hotel, the meals cost a fortune.
On our tab. We won't feel it.
Don't put Julie on the spot. This is delicate.
Well it is...
Julie's fine. That's settled. Go get the bread?
If you think... What about Alice?
You can't leave her in Paris.
We'd love to have her. You don't mind, Bertrand?
No, but she seems like serious baggage.
She'll have her mom.
It's a done deal. Pass the meat.
Elizabeth, I have an idea.
Frankly, I said yes because I know you need a break.
But it's not a good time for me.
Kevin's leaving and we have 2 big deals.
Karine's sick all the time and Samuel's a jerk.
Maybe I'd do well to stay.
I can't go on vacation alone.
Exactly. Julie could take my bed.
That way everyone's more at ease
and I wouldn't be stressed out.
I don't want to steal your vacation.
No, you'd be doing me a big favor.
Elizabeth needs a change,
but for me it's a bad time.
Well, Julie...
if he'd rather.
I'll drive you there, then come back and work.
You know, it's only a week.
True.
That's settled. I'll get the cheese.
The bread. We're not up to that.
You really don't mind?
He's impossible on vacation.
And you'll be there. We'll party. Too bad for him.
Is our room on Elizabeth's floor?
Actually it's not quite the same hotel.
Not at the Westminster? A pity.
- I had another idea. -What is this crap?
It's a surprise.
I better free the babysitter, if she's still alive.
I'll drive you.
Is that reasonable? You've been drinking.
Goodbye, dear.
This green outfit
still looks great. You never age.
You're so lucky.
- Goodbye. - Thanks, Elizabeth. Bye.
See you. And thanks.
- Call me tomorrow? - Let's go.
-Are you sure? - Of course.
Good night.
- Park the car? -Why?
Come upstairs.
Be serious, Julie.
- I miss you. - Don't say that.
That's over. Things have changed.
-Why? - Lots of reasons.
It was your choice, right?
You wouldn't leave her.
I told you that straight off. I was honest.
I was tired of waiting.
She got 3 weeks in Bali. I got pizza and a quickie in the car.
Stop. You found a guy, had a baby.
He split. Curtain.
You only miss me since he left.
And when you get a bill.
Try to be mean, but you know better.
I miss you. Really.
- I want you. - I'm plastered.
Who cares?
I'll pay the babysitter.
Cut the crap. Good night.
What are we doing?
Who cares?
It's nothing.
Don't worry. She'll go back to sleep. Don't stop.
Oh, Mom... No, I haven't left.
I'm waiting for Nina.
No, I have everything.
Toothbrush, bag, passport, condoms.
I'm kidding. I swear I am.
Anyway I never use them.
Mom, I have to go. Big kiss! Bye.
- Finally! Seen the time? - Sorry.
Look at your bag.
Shit. It broke again.
- Got some string? - Me with string?
- Fuck. - First class is there.
I didn't get 1st.
- Kevin... - Seen the prices?
It's crazy. You get there just as fast.
I won't travel in economy class.
Stop it, Emilie.
No way. Fix this or I'm gone.
- I have the tickets. - Change them.
But I'm already tapped out.
You got 5 minutes. I'll wait.
Yes. Want to change?
No. I just wanted to know.
Sorry, babe. First is booked.
You'll get by alone?
I'll be working all the time.
So strange to leave alone. But I absolutely need a break.
A break from what?
I'll take this one too.
I'll take another drink.
You mean it? You're scared?
- Fear of flying. Jeez. - It's not that.
I need to go to the bathroom.
- Know what? - Not now.
In 5 minutes, unlock the door.
-What? -You let me in.
- Let me out. - Promise?
-Why didn't you come? -Where?
Oh, I forgot.
Shit!
I can't believe it!
Oh fuck!
Now what do I do?
Go shopping. Lots of fancy shops.
With what I have left...
Kevin! Step on it.
What a bore. I won't last 2 weeks.
Don't start, honey.
These bitches talking to me like I'm a retard.
Like an asylum. I want to hit them.
Stop. You make me want to scream.
We're here to relax.
It's my vacation, too.
I need it. I've worked so hard.
Like I didn't?
I didn't say that.
I want a vacation, not an ICU.
Lulu, they're all fat and old here.
Calls for mercy killing. Not 10 more days.
Go elsewhere, but let me relax.
You know I can't and you know why.
- I love you too much. - That's not love.
It's all I know.
Time for the masseur.
A guy massages you.
Now I get the picture.
Put your Mommy on?
Me, too. A big, big kiss.
Hi, honey.
Yes, I just got here.
Could you shut her up a second so I can hear?
You think I enjoy this?
Maybe change her.
Can't. I lost the receipt.
Just a joke. Forget it.
I'm going up.
A drink for the road?
No, honey, I better not.
I hate driving at night.
Really?
Goodbye darling.
- Call when you get in? - Promise.
Take care.
This car's so uncomfortable. With my foot...
And ugly. It's like a bloodclot.
Be glad we got a loaner while they fix the Volvo.
6 months old, they change the engine!
It happens.
You didn't get a bungalow, did you?
Are you nuts? Be serious.
We passed Touquet.
Almost there.
So it's not in town.
Nanou? It's me.
I'm on the road. Be there in 2 or 3 hours.
Me too, baby.
See, this is fine. That little girl seems perfect.
For now.
Funny being here.
I used to come with my parents.
I didn't know.
It's crawling with Brits.
Chanel, Dries Van Notten, Lacroix. Never gave me that.
Who?
Nobody. None of them.
This is great.
I've never had it so good.
I was never worth it.
Don't be silly.
You're a dream.
No man can resist, you just can't pick them.
- So why ''Eric''? - That's his name.
After a week, you know your masseur's name.
After 2 weeks feeling you up what do you know?
We left just in time.
Stop. You have masseuses all over.
Drop the Eric thing.
Here we are.
Exactly like the picture.
-What a dump. -Who asked you?
Drive this shit heap back to town and find us a hotel,
or I'm going home.
Give it a shot. I'm sure you'll both love it.
You, come and look.
Go in, you'll love it.
It sucks.
Don't be that way, honey. Just take one look.
My bad foot!
If I had a gun right now, I'd kill you.
Loic, we're going!
Yes, the place is fine.
Sorry, I can't hear. I'm on the cell phone.
We went to do a little shopping.
No, no. This and that. We have everything we need.
Tonight?
Sure, fine.
About six, great. See you.
A catastrophe. Cocktails at six at the hotel.
It's a welcome drink.
What will I wear? What will you wear?
What will we say?
You don't get it, so here it is:
We're busted.
I sold the Volvo to pay for this vacation.
It's this or nothing.
Was I clear enough?
Where were you?
That's so last year. I found a classy place.
Hurry up, I got us goodies.
My wife couldn't take the spa. I understand.
Ever been to a spa?
Don't go. Horrible.
Like a cult. That's my wife there.
Excuse me...
Who's that guy?
I don't know.
He spoke to you. You must know him.
Hello, we're meeting a friend who's right there. Thanks.
Welcome! Why are you limping?
Bumped my knee into Vero's bad foot.
There's that dress.
It's like an old friend. Come.
He works in travel, he got a deal. I don't know.
How's the hotel?
The hotel?
It's...
incredible.
Actually, it's not a hotel.
Jerome had this brainstorm. A small secluded cottage.
It's gorgeous.
Water all over the floor.
You're so romantic.
- No. No way. - It's a gift.
A little grass, OK. Not that junk.
Stop being old.
- Loosen up. -Where'd you get it?
Behind the store. Come on.
Forget it. No.
- I have to call Mom. - Not now.
What time is it?
Shit. Quick, it'll wake her.
Emilie! Do you know what time it is?
Nothing happened I hope?
It's the middle of the night.
Alice, stop! Stop screaming, I can't take it.
We just got that brat to sleep.
Sleep or die.
I can't understand you. Stop eating a second.
Things OK with your girlfriend? Yes?
I got to go. It's too noisy.
I may not last a week.
Bye Emilie.
Shut her up, I'm going nuts!
I'm trying, fuck!
What's all that racket?
That racket is the baby!
We got her down and Emilie has the bright idea
of calling at 3 AM. It's been hell ever since!
- Is Emilie OK? - Fine, yes.
need this vacation. It's so weird being without you.
I'm a little lost, too.
But don't worry, it'll be fine.
Any problem, just call. I don't mind.
Thanks, honey. Take care of yourself. Promise?
I promise. Now calm down.
Have a nice break.
- Big kiss. - Kiss.
That was Elizabeth. Sorry.
Yeah, I heard.
I'm a little worried about Emilie. She's only 17.
I'm not much older.
Not the same. You're a boy.
Boys always get by.
I'll just get a map.
I'll come along.
No, please.
You have to try. Try to be strong.
Yeah, I know.
I have to try.
I have to get a handle.
I'm actually sort of shy.
Being alone isn't easy.
And I don't know where to go.
Is there a nice club?
I just moved here. I'm not familiar.
First vacation since my wife died.
- I'm sorry. - No, that's OK.
We were separated a long time. She split.
Anyway, life goes on.
I'll let you work.
Your name is Pauline?
Like my favorite aunt.
A map of the area.
Maxime. We met yesterday.
Excuse me.
-You got a problem? -What?
Do you have a problem?
You're so beautiful.
It's like electricity.
Your skin is gorgeous.
It's not what you think!
- Inside. - Listen!
Fooling around in there?
No I wasn't.
On your knees with your tits out?
I dropped my map.
In front of his zipper!
That's enough.
Just a quickie in the elevator. No big deal!
What was the plan?
- Please. -What?
''I ditch my asshole husband.'' That your fucked-up plan?
You're hurting me!
I'm mad about you.
I'd go crazy if you left.
I'd die for you. How could you do this?
I'm sorry.
Forgive me.
-What? - I need some air.
- I'll come with you. - I said I need air.
- Does it hurt? - It's so hot.
Sunscreen.
- I used some. -A bargain brand.
Loic, do my back?
Bargain brand. Are you kidding?
- Hard night? -You said it.
The baby was cranky.
Screamed her ass off.
Poor dear. Homesick.
She's always like that.
The kid is hell.
No parasol. I'm burning too.
Do they rent them?
Guess not.
Hang on.
Excuse me, where can I rent a parasol like yours?
Sorry, I don't know.
Darn.
We have the baby. All this sun,
it might be dangerous.
- Borrow mine. - No, I didn't mean that.
- I couldn't. - Please.
Sure you don't mind?
I'm going swimming.
Thanks, you're so sweet.
Let me take her.
What?
Tonight. You get some rest.
That's an idea.
We could use some rest.
You have that cottage. Won't bother the neighbors.
That's settled. Hear that? You're with me.
-You hurt me, Loic. - Sorry. A cramp.
Don't touch! It's torture. What?
What was that about?
We sleep in a trash can, plus we take that screaming shit?
Don't say that about a baby. Or about anyone.
They've got a free bed. Maybe I can take it.
Could you ask?
Loic, I can't.
How would I look? I'm sorry.
Come in for a drink.
Let's go, honey bunch.
- No tables. -Wait.
Would you mind terribly sharing your table?
- Go ahead. - Thank you.
Thanks. It's my treat!
Honey, get a chair.
-What'll it be? - Maybe one glass of champagne.
Fine, great.
There are four of us. Let's get a bottle.
Sure...
Although Loic won't have any. I don't know...
It's his vacation too. He's 16.
-Yes? -A bottle of champagne.
- Does he like it? -Yes.
- He's high rent. -A bottle.
Know what he said? And we have a lovely cottage.
He said, ''I love that hotel.
''I'd love to stay there.'' Kids are funny.
Take the spare bed.
We switch kids for one night.
Sure. What a great idea.
What's on for tonight?
Count me out. I'm tired and I'm babysitting.
Want to go dancing?
I couldn't. Where do you get the energy?
I'll ask for the name of a place.
Any night spots around?
To dance or for drinks?
I read the Xenon was pretty hot.
Yes, it is.
Loic, you pour.
Go ahead.
- No baby tonight? - Baby?
You saw me with the kid? She's not mine.
She's my friend's daughter, the roasted one.
Oh I see.
Going out with the girls?
No, they're not into it.
If you're alone, I mean...
I could take you, I was going out.
Why not? In the lobby, after dinner?
- OK? -A pleasure.
See you later.
Wait. You have plans for dinner?
There's a place next door, we could...
I'm with my friend, Elizabeth.
I won't intrude.
Actually, she's tired. She'll order room service.
So, OK.
I'll get some cigarettes. Meet you in the lobby?
Great.
I found someone to take me. I have to get ready. Later!
Wastes no time. What's she see in him?
He's a guy and he's here. That's 2 things.
Right.
- Good? -Very nice.
Delicious.
Let's get the baby and call a cab.
Loic, you come get your things.
Glass of champagne, For the parasol?
- No need. - I insist.
Could you help me finish the bottle?
They abandoned me.
Sure, thanks.
A glass, please.
What splendid weather.
Gorgeous.
The sun was a bit brutal.
Cheers.
Husband around?
We decided to split up for tonight.
A couple sometimes needs space.
Funny. This is my first vacation without my husband.
He has business.
And I needed a break.
I was worried, but...
Actually, I like the freedom.
Look, I must go.
I have a baby to take care of. Hope to see you again.
No, it can't be!
What is it?
I can't find my wallet.
- I must have left it home. -Allow me.
No. Really, I couldn't.
Please, it's my pleasure.
I guess I have no choice, but...
but next time it's on me.
- Promise? - Promise.
Thanks a lot. I must run.
Fine.
Come on, Loic. Hurry.
Bye. See you tomorrow.
Know what I think? We should order another one.
To celebrate freedom.
Excellent idea.
No. She spent more money. What's up her ass?
No, it's not what you think. You'll see.
Shit. What's that?
It's a bad place. Very ugly, right? Horrible.
But we don't care. We'll have fun anyway.
You know why? Because of Maria.
I'm going for a walk.
Make yourself useful. Get Loic's stuff.
He's going to the hotel.
- The hotel? -Yes.
Why is the baby here?
Loic begged me for a night away
from what he calls this trash can. The only way
was to take the baby. That's why.
I can't believe this guy!
Yes, you were scared.
Of course you were.
Thanks a lot.
Sorry.
- No big deal. - I have no Kleenex.
It's OK, it'll dry. Can I buy you another?
No, it was my fault.
Sure. What flavor? Same thing?
Yeah, great.
It's OK, but I've had enough.
I know. One day I'm already bored.
At least I sail every day. My dad has a boat.
I'm here with my dad and brother. My parents are divorced. And you?
Mine are nuts, but together.
You like boating?
Love it, yeah.
- Free tomorrow? - Sure.
I mean, I can get away.
Carole, hurry! We're waiting.
Romain, my brother. Loic.
He eats like a pig.
Move it.
See you tomorrow.
You have nice hands.
Rena, can I see Kevin's reports?
I don't trust these rumors. Too much slime in this business.
He's been here 4 years, no problem.
Maybe he needs money.
He's acting weird. Might be drugs.
Cut the bull.
This is it. The rest is in accounting.
I hope I'm wrong, but I feIt I had to say it.
Sure. Very nice of you.
If I fire Kevin, no way you get his job.
Please don't think that.
Sure. See you later.
You have to show Jerome's house.
Right, I forgot all about it.
Eat out tonight?
You asked me to do the shopping.
Oh yeah.
What's that?
From what I understand,
they're gas meters.
Would you like to take a look around, alone?
It's often better that way.
Yes, thanks.
Ah. Lassus.
DO NOT OPEN BEFORE AUG. 1ST...
''When you read this, 'll be long dead.
''I'm deepIy sorry, but it's betterthis way.
''With all my love, Jerome.''
''When you read this, 'll be long dead.
''I'm deeply sorry...''
Excuse me?
Well?
Maybe, but it's in poor shape and too costly.
And they had cats.
We have a little leeway.
I'll call with my offer.
- If it's yes, we sign. OK? - OK.
Only a nut case collects gas meters. What are they like?
A bit like you say.
- Stop here. -Why?
I'd rather not be seen with this car. It's embarrassing.
As you like.
Well, goodbye.
Hi. Seen Lulu?
- Lulu? - My wife.
Not easy living with a nympho.
Neither is the opposite.
I'll check the woods.
I used to like his possessiveness. It was reassuring.
He called 20 times a day,
came shopping, to the hairdresser's.
The ideal companion.
Then it went slowly downhill.
I think he feels like a failure.
I have a better job. Men are so weird about that.
What do you do?
I run a business law firm.
He's a news stringer.
I have the feeling
my husband couldn't care less what I do
or who I'm with.
I couldn't care less if he could care less.
Maybe, maybe not.
I don't know.
And I never wanted anyone else.
- Really? - Never.
It never even crossed my mind.
What do you do?
I manage to be too busy.
Another one? Or is that crazy?
Let's go crazy.
If he took money, is that so bad?
Of course, that's my company's money.
So is my salary.
You don't help yourself.
If no one told you, you wouldn't know he stole. Relax.
I don't get it. I can't believe... what's his name?
...that Kevin would do this.
He's well paid, singIe. Doesn't even have a girlfriend.
A boyfriend?
No. He's not the type.
-What type? - He's not like that.
What does that mean?
The type who likes men.
- Neither am I. - Sure.
Me neither.
You know I find you attractive.
But if you were a girl, I wouldn't mind. You see?
Same with me.
Meaning?
Listen, you're pushing it.
I'll go up to 15,000, but no more.
By the way, did you hear rumors at the agency about Kevin?
Some funny accounting or something?
No, not really. Ask him when he gets back.
I hardly know Kevin.
Nina's waiting. We have an art show.
Love you.
What? He found out about us?
-What? - No, I'm with Nina.
- Then what is it? - Nothing.
Hurry up, let's eat.
Tonight we go dancing.
That's so nerdy.
It's cool. What did he say?
Some bullshit about you stealing.
- Fuck. - It's bullshit. Let's go.
I'm terrified to go back. He'll start up again.
Sleep here.
I'd love to.
That would make it worse.
I'm already in for it, but a whole night...
He'll be asleep.
You kidding?
I hope I didn't bore you.
You know what? I can't remember spending a nicer evening.
Stop. Stand up.
I'm shit but I love you.
You told me, Jean-Pierre.
Please, I'm going to bed.
I need to sleep.
Swear it wasn't a man.
I'll believe you. Swear.
I swear.
I must believe it was a woman.
Not a man.
Not that man.
But I'm starting to not believe.
I want to kill that scumbag.
Oh shit. I forgot.
I'm sorry. I thought...
I thought you were gone.
Bastard! Asshole! Untie me!
My wrists hurt.
How can you be so low?
You, stop looking. Is she next?
Don't take it like that. I'm sorry...
- Pauline, asshole! - That's right.
I went out for cigarettes, I got sidetracked.
Just slipped my mind.
A girl tied to your bed?! You jerk!
Calm down. I'm really sorry.
You should be. Eight hours! Stop staring at me!
I find you pretty.
You cost me my job.
Why? You were off tonight.
Want to stay?
You're both disgusting!
No. Hang on a second.
Don't flip out. How would anyone know?
Want to know how? I'll tell you.
Because a little while ago,
a chamber maid made up the room, said nothing,
and left two chocolates on the pillow.
So long!
I'm sorry. What can I say?
I'm really sorry.
This is Rick.
He knows a great club. He's giving me a ride.
We're out of here. Staying?
Wait for me!
What is this? Are you...
Get over it. You're a big boy.
You have money.
Stay. Cool out for once.
You putting me on?
Go fuck yourself!
Emilie, why do this?
You're a drag. Don't worry. Later.
It's half a million less, but tell him I say take it.
Their house isn't great either.
But it's up to him.
You doing OK?
Good.
OK, goodbye darling.
Don't worry. I miss you, but I'm doing fine on my own.
-What's marriage like? - Like that.
Think I'd like it?
I don't know.
I got married because all my friends got married.
I did love her.
We had a baby.
Now she's a young woman on vacation.
It's like I gave her
that teddy bear last week.
I've grown older.
My wife's grown older.
Marriage is like that.
Hard to say if you'd like it.
I'm tired of being shit on!
I've had it! Enough crap!
Who am I for you?
Some slob who'll roll over and just take it?
Who the hell are you? A stupid bitch! A selfish bitch!
Now take your stuff and go fuck yourself! Got it?
Go fuck yourself!
What a night. I love Chicago.
Rick's great. We got blasted.
What's all this?
I just got in. Must be the chamber maids.
What's that?
I met a guy and got blasted, too.
Let's go eat. There's a place they all go at sunrise.
- I want us to get married. -What?
I love you. Whatever the cost. I want to marry you.
Let's get something straight.
I don't love you and I never said I did.
I never loved anyone.
I'm not my mom, who gets cheated on.
Take your proposal and shove it.
I'm like you. I get laid and move on.
No, you're not like that.
Yeah? I'm going to meet Rick.
He's more fun than playing nursemaid to you.
Stop.
- Kiss me. -What?
What now?
I got mugged. No money.
Fuck...
Here, have a good one.
Anyone thirsty?
I'd sell my soul for some champagne.
I doubt they have anything here.
A crepe stand when I was little.
Maybe some white wine?
Why not? Nice and cold.
Adventure calls. Let's take a chance.
Look, little dolls for you.
Look how cute.
- Silly. I have cold feet. - It'll be fine.
''Now we all go dancing, Jumping, dancing
''Kiss the one you want to kiss.''
Want to know, girls? Happiness is not far off.
-When did you have her? - Last night.
She's been sitting for her. Julie's baby.
A pretty boat!
Maybe Loic's on it. Wave hello.
Yoo-hoo!
He must be having fun.
-What an ass. -You OK?
We better head back.
Why'd he say he could sail? My RaIph Lauren!
-We're going in. - Fucking jerk!
Sorry.
You all right?
First a bath, then a nice big bottle.
Hi, honey.
Seen your father?
Tired? We had a long walk.
You can sleep at the hotel again.
Really?
Great.
I need money for a cab. I don't want dad dropping me off.
In my bag.
- Only 40 francs. - So walk. What can I do?
- Pain in the ass. - Mine too!
A pain in my ass!
All upset? Veronique was yelling? It scared you? No, honey.
Calm down now.
Have a nice boat ride?
A nice bath...
I threw up and a tuna bit my balls.
Yes, honey bunch. What?
- It was fabulous. - Good.
Hi, everyone.
How was the boat?
Ask Mom. I'm going to the hotel.
-You are? - Bye, dear.
Tomorrow we have a picnic.
I guess you won't come, you might have to buy something.
I'd rather not.
I got this thing to do.
Lulu?
It's me. I ran into Elizabeth.
We're going out for the day.
It's for the best. Love you.
Fuck.
I know she's with that asshole.
Fuck...
No, there's no one here.
Shit.
Why do you do this to me?
Bitch.
I want to die.
Oh shit.
-Who's that? - Some pervert getting his kicks.
Well, I got to go. Lunch date. See you round.
Excuse me. This is for you, sir.
What is it?
Is this a joke?
What?
''My lovely wife may think I'm stupid,
''but now the jig is up.''
So you're married?
No, I'm not. That must be for someone else.
''I caught you.
''Now her disgusting betrayal will be avenged.
''The asshole facing her...
''...will get his face smashed.''
It's a mistake. It's not for him.
I don't think so.
The man described him preciseIy.
You lied. You said you were singIe.
I am singIe. And I don't get this either.
I don't need this.
Maxime I am not married.
Don't ruin everything.
I'm as single as you are.
So quit it.
Unless you lied?
Why do you say that?
I don't know. You act a little married.
Let's drop all this talk, forget this nut job's letter...
- Enough. - I've had it with summer romance.
I want more.
So do I.
You're going to have it. You are.
I promise you will.
OK?
DO NOT OPEN UNTIL AUG. 1ST
- This nerd again? - Lay off!
What's up, Tabarly? Come to practice barfing?
You look better cleaned up.
- Leave him alone! - Back off.
You OK?
Finish playing doctor, lunch is on.
Let me see.
- It's OK. -And here?
Wait.
Let's go somewhere else.
You can't know how good it feels to be here.
It's so peaceful.
I love the view.
Oh, Vero,
Bertrand has an offer on the house.
- Tell Jerome to call him. - Really?
Not good news?
When you sell, it's bound to happen.
Pity, I have to cut my week short.
No, Lulu. Don't go. Why do you want to go?
Because of Jean-Pierre. He's out of hand.
I'm in constant fear.
This morning after massage, a guy offered me a mint. I swear,
I checked my back before taking it. It's absurd.
And mints take my throat off.
You could share my room, I told you.
I don't think Julie will show.
Gets a man in her head, she forgets the rest.
Why do we need men anyway? What a burden.
I'm glad I'm not a man. What does it get you?
I'd like a penis for an hour. Must be fun.
How does it feel when they...
You mean when they...
Come all over the place.
Yeah, it must be very different.
I'd like a male orgasm once, just to see.
I'd like a female orgasm once, just to see.
Look. Isn't that Jerome?
Yes, what's he doing?
I don't know. Let's invite him over.
Let's keep this between us. It's fun.
We can't just leave him alone.
- He likes it. - It's not nice. I'm going.
Elizabeth, he likes it.
Stop, someone's there.
- He can't see. - Look, there's a guy.
He can't see.
Fuck. My father.
What are you doing all alone? Meditating?
Oh, it's you.
Come have a bite with us.
No, it's more fun without me.
-You sure? -Yes, thanks.
Jerome, you don't always have to pretend.
It's not your fault Maria died.
Even if you fail all the time,
we still care for you.
I know our lives don't look like our dreams.
But there are good moments, unexpected ones.
I have a confession to make.
I haven't had such a good time since I was fourteen.
Spit it out quick!
What did they say?
Why, Jerome?
He messed up his back,
but there's no fracture.
You're lucky, you know that?
He can't hear. Sludge in his ears.
They got what they could,
but he'll be like that a few days.
Thank you. You've waited long enough.
I'm going. I have a flight to catch. Want a ride?
Yes, I do. Goodbye Jerome.
Are you OK?
Any pain?
Decided to come home?
Tired of fucking or he couldn't?
Don't go in there! Come here.
Stop, Jean-Pierre. I can't stand it.
You can't stand it?
I'm dreaming.
My wife straggles in after a bang, and she can't stand it!
You've gone completely mad. Can you see yourself?
I don't see any men, OK? None!
Now stop it, please. Stop it!
I love you.
I love you, too.
Now I'm sure of it. You did some guy.
I guess you'll tell me you were with Liz for lunch?
That's exactly right.
For lunch and part of the night for reasons
I won't try to expIain.
All right.
Tell me you weren't with a man this morning after massage.
Or was I hallucinating?
What man?
No! I knew you were spying. But nothing happened.
I'm not an idiot! I was there. I heard it all.
You didn't exactly say no.
Of course I didn't say no!
He was being nice. So what?
So what? Are you serious?!
We were being polite!
We live in a civil society, you know!
You know I hate that! It takes my throat off!
What's the problem?
The problem is, you're going nuts!
You're sick and he's a bastard!
And I'm going to kill him.
I have his room number!
I can't stand it, Jean-Pierre.
You're right, you drive me crazy.
I'm sorry, I'm desperate.
What is it?
A nightmare. He's really crazy. He wants to kill someone.
What is all this?
The guy with the mints, from yesterday.
Yes?
-Jean-Pierre wants to kill him. - People don't just kill.
Don't get so upset. Why would he kill him?
The mint. Or he thinks we had lunch.
I don't get it. He's out of his mind.
We'll all sit down and I'll tell him about our day.
He won't believe you. Oh, hi Vero.
This isn't serious. He won't do anything, he's just angry.
TypicaI maIe psychodrama.
Listen to Jerome's note.
-What note? - Loic found it.
''When you read this,
''I'll be long deaf.
''Please forgive me,
''I'm deeply soggy. It's better like this.
''Love, Jerome.''
Nonsense.
You don't jump off a cliff to go deaf.
I don't know. Even I can't make any sense out of it.
Is it over Maria?
Men are so much more fragile.
Anyway, we can't stay.
No, Vero, don't leave me.
Sorry, but with him in this state,
stuck in that... cottage.
- I have to get home. -And the baby?
We'll take her. She can't stay alone.
I won't ruin Julie's vacation. She's having fun, let her continue.
Leave Loic here the last two days.
Thanks. I'm sure he'll be thrilled.
My vacation's over. It's become hell.
What will I do without my friends?
I haven't seen Julie.
Wait, I have a great idea.
We can't just separate.
When we all get back, I'll throw a garden party.
To extend our vacation.
Don't worry, Lulu. Nothing will happen.
You'll kill me.
What the fuck?
Those jerks.
-You again? - I'm the husband.
Let's clear the air. Inside!
This fucker never stops.
Shut up! He says he's your husband.
I don't have a husband. Don't start that again.
Stop. I don't mean her.
- Then what..? - The other one!
Not her. I don't know this whore.
Hey! I ought to slap you silly!
You might not know or care,
but before you, he did my wife!
-What wife? - I see. The other one.
Of course I don't care
about some slut who needs to get tied up in bed!
Bastard!
That's enough. Get out!
And leave us alone!
When you said ''I love you,''
was that just for atmosphere?
- Did you mean it? - Of course I did.
Tell me again.
Tell me.
Sure.
I love you. There.
What? What's wrong?
They said you like to get tied up.
- I'm dying. - I'll call a doctor.
I have to find a toy store.
For my nephews.
And a gift for their mother. Help me.
- Something pretty. -What?
Nothing. Don't stop.
Look, Emilie,
this can't go on. I hurt too much.
He was good looking. You were flattered.
But I'm the one who really loves you.
I'm madly in love with you. I have to marry you.
I can forgive it all, forget it all.
What crap. Sounds like a soap opera.
I'm on cloud nine.
Careful. Altitude doesn't agree with you.
Last time, you landed very hard and very pregnant.
Maxime is different.
I have a good feeling.
The first time I saw him, I got a really strong vibe.
So did I. Just one look and...
- It's not important. -What?
I thought, I don't know why,
here's a bastard. Sorry.
You'll change your mind. I feel he's the one.
You always say that.
No. I only thought it once.
But well...
I knew he was married.
He was older, right?
Why do you say that?
I don't know. Just intuition.
Well.
Here's the pilot of cloud nine.
My best friend, Elizabeth.
- Maxime. - PIeasure.
Can we go?
We're going to lunch. Want to come along?
No, I'm staying.
We better go. Our reservation. We're late.
Very crowded restaurant.
I'll stick to my first impression.
Shit, shit...
What is it?
This is wrong. If Elizabeth comes...
Isn't she out for the day?
I forgot. She said she might...
OK. I get the message.
No, listen. Carole...
I'm going now.
She could walk in.
I get it. It's no big deal.
-Wait up. - No, I'm tired. I'm going home.
I'm such an asshole.
For the slut who gets tied up!
Why'd you slap him?
He hit you last night.
The guy with the mints. That sedative was strong, huh?
-Want to go somewhere else? -Why? Ashamed?
Are you nuts?
What'll you have?
It's like they haven't changed a thing.
It's crazy.
I'm cold. Let's go.
Thanks, Loic.
Go back to bed. I'll be all right.
What's wrong?
I don't know.
Being here.
Go back to bed.
I'm afraid.
I don't know why. I don't get it.
You're sweet, Loic.
You have no new messages.
Mr. Lannier is in Touquet.
He forgot an appointment. The client's here.
I'll see him.
Is Miss Lannier back from Chicago?
Not yet.
It looks good for your offer.
About time. So you do want my money.
Could you step into my office?
I have a proposition, just between us.
What do you mean?
You have your architect in.
Say there's a structural problem. Come down 200,000.
I'll push it through.
What's in it for you?
A hundred thousand. Each.
-You're a strange number. - No, I have one under my skin.
Kid looks beat.
Must be the sea air.
Yes, it must be.
I'll sleep alone in the guest room tonight, if you don't mind.
I got used to it.
As you like.
Do you have 5 minutes?
Not now. We have to set up. The guests will be here soon.
- How are you, Nanou? - Fine.
You must be Rena?
That's right. You haven't met.
My wife, Elizabeth.
PIeasure. You have pretty eyes.
No one told me.
OK, let's talk. Make it quick.
I have to ask you something.
Don't be upset. I'm not accusing, just asking.
Have you ever
asked a customer to deal outside the agency,
and, let's say, pocketed the commission?
No, never. How could you think that?
That's all.
What's on your mind?
- Can I have another? - Careful.
You had 3 beers, in the hot sun.
Well?
- I want to marry Emilie. - See?
I love her, it's serious.
Kevin, you saw her 2 weeks during her internship.
Not enough. And she'd have to agree.
She will. It was hard on vacation, but that's natural.
She's young, she needs excitement.
What are you saying? She was in Dunkerque?
No, we were together. Her friend Nina is me.
Kevin, I hope it's the booze talking.
Go home, take a cold shower, get some rest.
When Emilie gets in, we'll talk again.
I swear, Bertrand.
I think you were right. Stick to Mr. Lannier.
Hi, friends!
Does that hurt much?
- His ears are unclogged. - Good.
I'm glad you failed.
-At what? - Life goes on.
Lots of pretty things to hear.
Hi, cutie.
Pretty outfit.
A little small now.
-We'll buy her another. - Lucky girl.
Don't be jealous. You have clothes.
And you're the eldest!
Have a drink. Be right back.
Two glasses, please.
It's time you two speak directly.
Our future neighbors, the Davys.
Sorry, but the appraisal wasn't good.
Sure, I understand.
The gas meters really interested my husband.
- He's a psychiatrist. -And you?
Computers, but I liquidated. I needed a long sabbatical.
Travel, sports. I never had time.
Sports accident?
Golf. I didn't see the mower.
I'll show you the contract. Be right back.
Yes, I want to move on this.
I heard you say you're a psychiatrist.
I guess people bother you often?
Never fails.
I need some advice.
I want a bite. Coming?
As fast as I can.
Here it is. I've been in a terrible state.
I'm faced with borderline insanity. I need help.
My wife is behaving strangely. I think she's sick.
I'm afraid it's aggravated nymphomania.
A very stable woman may have frequent relations.
With her husband. Not strangers in elevators and broom closets.
Talk to her. It might be simpler than you think.
I've tried. She won't, she's in denial.
Could you have a talk with her?
- She's the one in red. -What?
If she likes you, she'll come to therapy.
I don't know. A little delicate.
We'll see.
You got away? I'm so happy you did.
Someone's filling in. I had to see you.
What is it?
No, nothing. I wanted to see you.
How about a drink?
You were in Chicago?
Check your bank statement.
Not in Dunkerque?
I'm not an idiot. Are you drunk?
Serious. Were you more or less with a guy?
-Why? -Just answer me.
More or less.
Any talk of marriage?
-Who said that? -Answer.
Sort of. He mentioned it. He's a real nice guy.
Emilie, you're here.
You're 18. You just met Kevin. Now explain.
Hang on. I'm not marrying Kevin.
- He was there? - No, I was with Nina.
Stop. Nina doesn't exist. It was me.
Nina, got a second?
That's enough.
Nina, my father.
What is this, a joke?
Screw Kevin.
-Who are you marrying? - Rick.
A guy I met on the plane to Chicago.
That's not true.
Go get some cotton.
Shit!
- Champagne, please. -Yes, sir.
Watch it, you'll barf.
Sorry. He drove me.
No big deal. Are you doing OK?
It's hot.
Any Coke?
I think so.
I missed you.
The Coke's over there.
Thanks for the info.
Your assistant is good. Kevin? Very dynamic.
Yes, a little too dynamic.
-Was the 200,000 his idea? -What do you mean?
Just what I wanted.
-Want a drink? -A Coke, yes.
How's it been with your husband?
Same. He had a fit earlier.
He got a letter from a publisher.
A rejection, of course.
Started breaking things. We have 3 plates left.
You can't go on being unhappy.
There's no reason.
I don't know.
It was never this bad. Who knew if I'd be happier without him?
But it's gotten worse.
- Do you know if you're happy? - I firmly intend to be.
- That OK? - Perfect.
The man who's buying Vero's house is a psychiatrist.
Ask about your husband.
Isn't that awkward?
Where's it say I owe you 100,000?
-We had an agreement. -Agreement?
I always get it in writing. Any serious man would.
I don't get your drift.
Excuse me.
I have to ask you something. I have no choice.
- Looking for something? - I got it.
Tell me.
The sale went through so fast.
Honestly, I had no time to find another place.
To be frank, I had a tight budget before.
But now, with the price we got, I have no more... budget.
So I rented a trailer for now.
A trailer. I can't see Vero in a trailer.
She doesn't know yet.
But what I wanted to ask is...
if, for the time being, we could park it in your garden?
In the alley, out of the way.
I don't feel wanted by the RR tracks with the gypsies.
Look, Jerome. This is awkward.
I'll talk to Liz. But if you're in deep shit...
Up to my nostrils.
-Aren't you hot? -A little.
- Take a walk? - OK.
I think I'll be going soon.
About a half hour is good.
Pick me up?
I love you.
Thanks.
Can I kiss you?
You're a girl?
No.
Not even.
I'm sorry.
You bought Vero's house?
Are you neighbors?
- No. I'm a friend of Liz. - Pleasure.
Could I get you a drink?
I can't talk long. My husband's complex.
Do you have a card? I'll call.
How about now? They must have a pantry.
-What? -A pretty woman needs love.
I know you want it.
You're a maniac!
Carole,
I missed you too.
Coming?
- Excuse me. -You going to grab me too?
No, sorry. Have you seen Julie?
No. Now get lost.
OK, thanks.
Him again? He just happened by? Come on.
- Come on. - Stop. I hate him.
I hate them all!
All who? Who?
How many are there?
How many? Quit fucking with me.
- Stop it. - This what you want?
Is it? Say it!
You're not worth it.
I'll take care of him.
Lay off my sister.
- Stop! - Go find a girlfriend!
I'm talking to this asshole.
- Get off. - Stop!
That's enough!
Are you hurt?
Let's see.
Leave me alone.
Asshole!
I'm sorry.
I have to go.
Already?
I have to get back to the office. I forgot some papers.
I'll call when I can.
I'm going.
I'm going to miss you so much.
It won't last long, you'll see.
I have to go now.
Nothing. See you soon.
More nutjobs here than at work.
I couldn't.
It's so serious for her.
Should I talk to her?
I don't know. Maybe.
Give me her number, I'll take her to lunch.
-Were you good, kids? -Yes.
What is this shit?
My God! Who did this?
Shit. It's your car?
Sorry, doctor.
I'm calling the cops!
We're going. The baby's tired.
And I have to start packing.
It's hard to say goodbye.
Now we'll see less of each other.
I'm not sure. Will it all fit in a trailer?
No fucking way!
Vacation in a trailer, and now it's forever!
I've had it with your shit.
You were in a trailer?
We're flat broke.
We're turning into bums. We hardly eat.
I'd turn tricks, but I can't afford a G-string.
If you didn't know, you're blind.
Why the bottle?
It was for a lamp. Forget it.
We're going.
Why didn't you say you were desperate?
It's hard, Elizabeth. It's very hard.
Thanks. Goodbye.
I thought it was a friend's car. It was a joke.
Come on. You're my wife.
Not for long. Get used to it, it's over.
What is this? Get back here. We have to talk!
She's going. Quick. Get in.
She's going. Lulu!
- That's enough. - Let's go!
Julie's new guy isn't bad.
- Gave me his number. - Me too.
Fuck, they're all the same!
Watch out, Julie.
Vero's getting attached to the baby.
That dress was Maria's.
I remember it. It's not healthy.
Shit.
I was going to get her tomorrow.
How to tell Maxime?
I have to ease up to it.
I'm afraid I'll ruin things.
Leaving, sweetheart?
So you fired Kevin?
Yes. Turns out he's a scumbag.
You'll take Julie home?
Goodbye, Elizabeth.
Goodbye, sweetheart.
I'll be in the guest room if you get in late.
Thanks, Rena.
If Emilie leaves, I'll take her room.
If you prefer.
See you later, darling.
You know... I need you, Elizabeth.
I need you too.
See you later.
Take care of yourself.
Sure you can drive? You're not too drunk?
Sure I am.
I'm very drunk, but I'm still very lucid.
That's the real problem.
I'm glad you're happy.
Because, you know,
I care for you a lot.
Life is weird.
I just realized no one has ever embraced me sober.
You're right. Life is weird.
Think about it, it tears your heart out.
But do what I do, zigzag your way through it,
it's rather comical.
Come on.