You okay?
Time to get up, don't you think?
Quick question. Have you seen my suit?
All right. I feel like communicating isn't going to be easy.
Fancy coming to the hammam with Chantal and me?
- Listen... - It will do you good, I swear.
You haven't been out for a week.
Hey! What's up?
- Hi. - How are you?
Yeah. You...
- It's... - It's all there.
- Okay, I'm just grabbing a few things. - What about the rest?
I'll come back for it later. I need to organize myself.
It's a bit complicated.
Yeah.
I'll take this. Ouch.
Bye.
See you soon.
That was Elsa. She's great.
A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
THE LAME PLAN
THE CRAZY PLAN
THE BOOTY PLAN
THE HOOK-UP PLAN
- File? - What?
Oh, no, there hasn't been any progress, and there won't be any more progress.
Dead in the water. Issue. Big issue.
- Hope? - No!
Are full sentences too much to ask?
Like subject, verb, complement?
At first, the Gandalf wisdom was cool, okay? It was super cool.
But now I just don't get it.
It's hard enough already to say exactly what we think!
To one's friends. To one's boyfriend. To one's ex.
So, using stupid, single words isn't going to get us anywhere! No!
And we'll have to find another place, not that shitty barge.
And another egg, not Pinkars, because...
Because I'm trying to stop seeing Max and the girls won't talk to me.
- Fired. - No.
No! No.
Persevere...
...that you propose, here's v2.
- I find it more efficient. - Yeah.
I like this founding part better.
But I read in Michelle Obama's book
that displaying a face has more of an impact.
Yeah.
Are you ghosting me?
You don't want us to talk?
Say, Arthur, do you mind asking Elsa where she plans on going this time?
Rio? Kuala Lumpur? New York? I'm a bit lost.
Elsa, Emilie would like to know if you were more of a Kuala...
No, I'm staying at Dad's, back to square one.
Can't wait to see your Instagram! Say, Arthur...
Would you work with a woman who makes your life miserable, huh?
- No. I don't know. - No? Yeah.
Say, Arthur, can you tell them I needed to protect myself?
Uh, Elsa...
Hey, Arthur, can you tell Elsa
that she didn't need to do that as we're her friends and only meant well.
- Where are you going? - To make copies.
So, what now?
We cancel everything and never see each other again?
Is that what you want?
Well, okay. Great. Bye.
- Well, good riddance. - Totally.
Was she expecting us to forgive her immediately?
Yeah, we need a break, too. Like you and Antoine.
That's not a break. We agreed to separate.
Whatever, who cares?
Still, it's the first time the three of us are single.
At the same time.
We could have had a lot of fun together.
Anyway, the two of us are fine.
- Better, even. - Totally.
- We don't need her. You only need me. - No.
- Yeah. Right? - Yes.
Yeah...
- I mean, at least we didn't lie. - Yeah.
Well, not for four months! Because four months...
- See, I can't forgive her for that. - No.
That's not possible. Impossible. No.
Elsa!
- Elsa! - Move over!
- Out of my way! Elsa! - Stop it!
Where were you heading?
If you were so sick of us, why didn't you leave for real?
Well, Julio was here and...
I thought I loved him enough to forget about his past but...
- I can't. - You could have told us.
Yeah.
I know.
I've been screwing up a lot lately.
Like a silly goose.
Come on, give me that.
Move into the office with us, Milou is already having a breakdown.
- What's an extra person? - You're having a breakdown?
No, I'm fine. I'll explain later.
I'm sorry.
Bye!
- It's fine! - No.
WEDDING ADMIN
Yes? Mr. Ben Smires speaking.
Yes, well, we're not getting married.
Right.
- "An incubator for women." - Yeah.
Then a short intro, something quite simple: "This is..."
- "This is an historic occasion..." - Yeah. "Historic" is great. No.
Put it back.
- Yeah, go on. Historic. - I think that's coming on a bit strong.
What do we have here?
Hi!
So here is the incubator file.
And here is the Pinkars file.
And... inside...
our beautiful plans for the barge. There you go, sir.
The Pinkars app!
Okay, can you explain why you didn't answer any of my texts?
Because we've been working so very hard.
We've been working our tits off. Whoa!
But it's done now.
- We're done. It's... Yeah. - Yeah.
We just need to save it, cross our fingers and wait for the jury's decision.
- Shall we go celebrate, girls? - No.
Well, no, you're on call, dickhead.
- Shut up. - Ciao, thanks!
- Bye! - See ya!
- Put our file on top of the pile! - By the way, I wanted to tell you.
We're done with the whole "Elsa Plan." It's girls only from now on.
Permanent llama.
- Have a good wank, dickhead. - Thanks, you too.
Tonight is your night with Eddy. No, Antoine, you didn't tell me!
No!
Right, okay, so I have no choice? Really? Well, let me tell you.
I have no choice, I have to be home by midnight.
What?
Have you been in that stall since the '80s?
- Your hair looks beautiful. - It's not done yet.
- It's not? - Well, no.
Shoot.
Whatever, I'm a new woman tonight.
Up here. And down there.
- No way! - Yep. It's all gone.
For our girls' night?
Yes.
Funny.
Hottie.
Sexy. And save!
Let's see... Yes. Yes.
Yes. Yes!
Yes!
Yes. Yes. Hey...
On the house. Love you. Okay! This is amazing!
Girls...
- I signed up for a dating app. - What?
I've been in a relationship forever. I missed everything!
Websites, speed dating, even after-work drinks!
- But what about our girls' night? - It's been a year since...
My perineum is so ready. I just want to fuck!
Okay. I think everyone got the message.
- Count me out, girls. - No!
- My first date arrives in five. Please. - Your ex is my brother, remember.
- What if he abducts me? Or kills me? - What if he kills her?
There are so many psychos.
Come on, let's stay.
- Let's stay. - What?
Nothing.
Don't worry, I have an idea.
Whoa.
- Okay... New character, huh? - So, two quick questions!
Where is the monster? And what time will you be back?
You didn't get it: I'm babysitting tonight and Milou is taking over later.
- Oh, shit. - Yeah, too bad.
And this... You don't have to.
Oh, but I like it.
I get to develop my feminine side. Actors Studio, you know?
- Yeah, Hollywood, all that. - Yeah.
- So, what were you doing? - Well, I was drinking.
Okay, I'll join you.
Let me tell you something.
I mean... I didn't come up with it, the GIs did.
Leave no man behind.
Ever.
My role model is Zaha Hadid. An architect.
A woman. Like me.
You didn't know? Well, now you do.
That I'm an architect.
I think the woman part is... pretty obvious, right?
Say, Milou, is that the dress we gave you for your 40th?
I'm sorry? I'm not 40.
- You're not far off. - No.
That was Corinne. From Accounts.
A colleague.
This pressure to be in a relationship, to have kids, it's unbearable!
There are so many ways to be fulfilled!
- It's true! - Milou?
- It's your boyfriend. Her boyfriend. - My ex, obviously.
What now?
Oh, you saved me!
Oh, but wait, who's that I hear in the background? It's Eddy!
Eddy! Eddy, honey...
Oh, it's my nephew. My nephew.
Sorry.
Wow! I say... Has anyone ever told you you have carpenter hands?
Wow, they're mega firm...
Milou, I just spoke to your mom. She was asking about your hemorrhoids.
I guess it's time to say goodbye.
We almost kissed on the mouth!
Did she tell you about Pinkars? That's my baby.
Let me show you, it rocks!
- Okay, I'm off. - No!
Wait, that's too bad. Can I at least get your number? Your Instagram? Facebook?
- Bye! - Thanks.
- Thanks, girls. - What?
- Thanks, really. - Wait, something's wrong.
Oh, shit.
NEW MESSAGE TO: RACHEL
CAN I SEE YOU?
WHY?
I WANT A SECOND CHANCE. ON YOUR TERMS.
EIGHT PM AT THE NEW HOTEL ROBLIN BAR.
It's crashing again.
Yeah, Arthur, run back to the office and test the app from A to Z.
Text me as soon as you find a bug. Okay.
Right. To the developer's!
You coming, Milou?
My last date will be here soon.
- Oh, please! This is my last chance! - This is my last chance, too.
Right, but you don't need me.
Whatever, bye.
Jeez, that's a bit much, Milou.
I'll join you later if... okay.
Well, I wanted to apologize for the show.
I shouldn't have done that. I don't know what came over me.
Oh, I do.
You chickened out, that's all. You're not cut out for this.
I didn't chicken out.
I did it for reasons that are no longer relevant.
Besides, it was pointless.
A true musician never turns down the chance to go on stage.
I know.
Listen, I want to make up for it, okay?
I'll show you I'm capable.
- I'm at your disposal. - To do what?
Whatever you want. I'll do anything.
Okay. Just like before, then.
I thought you'd moved on. What are you doing?
What do you mean? I'm looking for work.
Oh, yeah? I don't have anything to offer you in that field.
Well, yeah, there's a module bug but I don't know where.
The integration was enough of a headache.
Not to mention the unit testing.
- Totally, integration tests are mega lame. - Are they?
But is there nothing we can do to get the app up and running?
Nothing. Your friend's funds don't match her ambition.
Well, yeah.
Right, tell me. What do you want? Name your price.
Don't laugh! Please, I need you.
- What? - It's Max.
Okay. "Sorry, too late. The file has already been submitted."
We can't change anything.
Fuck...
Right. You stay here and take care of the app.
And I'll take care of Max, okay?
- Okay. - Okay. Right.
- See you. - Yeah.
I'm not writing another line of code.
Please...
- No app, no chance. - But Charlotte's on it.
No, but the rule is simple!
A submitted file is a finalized file. What don't you understand?
- We won't say anything! - No, it's still...
Please, Max. I'm asking you as a friend. Please.
Ask me however you want, I can't. I could lose my job over this.
What if...
What if we were more...
than friends?
I don't know, would you...
would you say the same thing?
What?
Because, today, we don't know but...
but tomorrow?
We're allowed to change our minds, right?
- Yeah. - Yeah?
What?
- What? Wait, don't laugh! - I fell for it.
- No, but... - For three seconds, I really fell for it.
- Wait. - I fell for it.
- It works really well in bars. - You hit on guys in bars now?
I do, and I'm a big hit.
- Oh, yeah, it's... - Are you attempting a crappy pun?
Uh, maybe.
But, Max, please.
Please, please, please.
Come on...
Okay. But I need the app to be bug-free by midnight.
I had a visible booger!
A huge one! It was awful. I didn't get the job, obviously.
You haven't been single long.
- Is it that obvious? - Kind of.
Same for me, I broke up with my fiancée two months ago.
I completely freaked out.
Well, same here.
Yeah. Luckily, I have my friends.
You're super pretty.
I mean... if you like Dallas.
Well...
Shall we? I mean, if you want to.
- If you want to. - Okay.
Check, please.
I'm paying cash.
MATTHIEU / HOME SEND MESSAGE
Did I not make myself clear?
Please, you're the only one who can help me at this hour.
Except I don't want to.
Okay, fine, you're right.
I may have asked too much of you for this app.
Well, yeah. That's not how it works.
I just wanted to do the right thing.
I'm full of bugs, too. I...
I'm too much, I'm too...
too crazy to be taken seriously, too...
too loud, too out of touch, too...
too stupid, as well.
My brother went to college, made everyone proud.
I just wanted to live up to expectations.
I didn't graduate from high school. I'm 30 and still ashamed of it.
This app is my first diploma.
You have no idea how much I'm afraid I won't make it.
Who cares about high school?
I didn't graduate, either.
So, being bored in history makes you a piece of shit?
I quite liked history.
Come on, we'll simplify it.
- We've got until midnight? - Yes!
What time is it? Okay.
You're not even late.
- Did you... - Did you have a good night?
- Huh? Yeah, fine. - Yeah, fine.
Nothing special.
But did you see anyone or...
Maybe, yeah.
You?
Yeah. Maybe, yeah.
Well...
By the way, I made you a spreadsheet. So we can be better organized.
Tell me what you think.
Wow...
I did something right at least.
Yeah. I'm off.
By the way...
- Should we talk about your outfit? - Oh, no.
- Bye! - Bye.
Yeah, well...
I think we can officially say it's dead in the water.
Weeks of work down the drain.
No, Elsa. It's not over.
What do you want us to do? Pray to the god of geeks?
What was his name again?
Because there was...
- There was Sonic. Okay. - Yes.
And there was...
Mario.
You basically only know two video games.
Yeah, but I crushed you at Mario Kart.
- I'm sorry. - Well, yes.
- Are you serious? - Totally.
You defeated me once in 2011, at Easter, at Granny's.
That's bullshit!
- No! - Such bad faith.
Sorry, I think you're forgetting: 2012, 2013...
No, let's try something because this bad faith of yours is insane.
- Look me in the eyes... - Yeah.
...and say, "I'm better than you at Mario Kart."
- Okay. I'm better than you at Mario Kart. - No.
- In the eyes! Look me in the eyes. - Yeah.
- "I'm better than you at Mario Kart." - I'm better than you...
Subtitle translation by Julia Knapp