All Those Things We Never Said (2022–…): Season 1, Episode 9 - Épisode 9 - full transcript
We came up
with a wonderful idea.
Giving people a few extra days
after they've died.
Why do you get to decide everything?
You can press the remote control
and switch me off.
You're lucky.
I wish I'd done that with my dad,
at least once in my life.
Was it that drawing that upset you?
Do I know that young man?
You punched that "young man" in
the face and knocked him out,
the day you came to Berlin
to take me away from him.
I'll always blame you for it.
You can do what you like with Adam.
He'll forgive you.
I'm breaking up with Julia!
Julia, the love of your life is here,
not in Paris.
Go on.
Give yourself one last chance!
Tomas.
- When do you leave?
- Tonight.
For Somalia.
- Are you happy in Paris?
- Not anymore.
Wait, no!
I think
I've messed things up again!
I have something to tell you.
You'll hate me again for this,
but it really wasn't my fault.
Earlier, in the hotel lobby...
LAST DAY
- Julia, are you going to speak to me?
- No.
At least tell me what happened.
Maybe I could help.
- No, thanks.
- Don't be stubborn.
You're not five any more,
and I have only 24 hours left.
I didn't see Tomas,
and I'm dying for a shower. Period!
You're lying. You're lying.
And if you think
you're going to stay in that bathroom
for the next 20 years, you're wrong.
- Get out of my way.
- Not until I get an answer.
I'm going to try to pick up
the pieces of my life
that you've spent a week
smashing to bits.
I wasn't talking about our trip.
You know what?
I'm going to put on my sexiest outfit
and call Tomas,
and if I can lie to him
as well as you've taught me to,
maybe he'll agree to...
You...
you just said Tomas!
- What?
- A slip of the tongue!
Move aside or I'll kill you.
I couldn't care less,
I'm already dead.
You won't shock me
by talking about your sex life.
When I get to Adam's,
I'll pin him to the wall,
tear his clothes off, and...
That's enough!
So now...
can I go take a shower?
Thank you.
It's me, Adam. I'm back.
I have so much to tell you.
And to begin with,
I need to apologise.
If you're up for it,
can we meet at my place at 8?
I think I'll allow myself
one last act of stupidity.
- Where are you going?
- To work.
With this storm coming?
You think I only work when it's sunny?
Julia.
Yes, what now?
Before you do something silly,
remember that Tomas still loves you.
Right! And you know this because...
I saw him in the lobby this morning.
I gave him a friendly wave,
but he just shot me an icy look
and walked away.
So he still hasn't forgiven me,
if you see what I mean.
And he was holding a flower.
- He was holding a what?
- A red rose.
He handed it to a bellboy.
What did you tell him?
When I get back this evening,
I want you gone.
Gone where?
Home. Ciao!
When did you get back?
An hour ago.
You should have called me sooner.
Since I haven't heard from you
in two days,
I'm guessing you saw your Tomas.
And judging by your face,
things didn't go
as you'd imagined them.
I didn't imagine anything.
Oh, yes, you did!
Yes, you did.
What are going to say to him?
Cowardice is what hurts the most.
Do you still want to give it
another try with him?
He's planning on leaving you.
I don't blame him. In his position...
I didn't say he was going to do it,
I said he's planning on it.
Do you at least know
where your head is at?
Last night with Tomas, how was it?
Tender, sweet, magical.
And sad in the morning.
- I'm talking about the sex.
- Yes.
- Tender, sweet, magical.
- So you know precisely where you're
at.
In Paris, with you,
in a torrential rainstorm.
I'm warning you!
There's no way I'm having your future
ex as a full-time house guest.
Set him free tonight.
Or I'll commit a murder tomorrow.
Don't give me those puppy-dog eyes.
Being single suits you.
More than you think.
Mr Saurel!
My dear Adam,
what a pleasure to see you again.
Flowers! I love them.
- But...
- But what?
Well you're dead.
Don't be unpleasant.
I know you don't like me very much,
but to send me to the cemetery...
I was at the cemetery,
for your funeral.
That's enough!
Come on,
make yourself comfortable.
You're soaking wet.
Take off that raincoat.
My wedding was cancelled
because of your funeral.
It was my daughter's wedding too,
wasn't it?
And where is Julia?
I thought she was with you.
We got back today from Berlin.
- You're the man she was with?
- Of course.
Who else would it be?
Didn't she tell you?
How could she?
We sat together in the hearse
that was carrying you.
Charming!
Did you press the button
of the incinerator?
No.
I threw a flower on your coffin.
How thoughtful of you!
- I don't feel very well.
- Yes, you've gone pale. Sit down.
Take deep breaths.
My dear Adam...
I have a problem.
I'm with your father...
Which is one thing.
He's on his feet, not moving,
frozen in place...
Where are you?
At your place.
You had your assistant call me
and ask me to come sooner.
Did you hear what I said? Your dad
is on his feet, not moving,
in your apartment...
Do you understand?
What assistant?
What the hell does it matter
"What assistant"?
Okay, I'm hanging up
to call an ambulance.
No, don't!
I'll be right there.
At least take an umbrella.
I was in shock when I saw him.
He asked me to sit down,
so I did, and then...
he suddenly froze.
He hasn't moved since.
He closed his eyes
but he hasn't even fallen over.
I tried to take his pulse,
but I don't actually know how.
Hand me the remote.
What?
Give me the remote!
Your father's catatonic
and you want to watch TV?
Your father who we buried last week!
Which is pretty odd, don't you think?
I'll explain later,
but this is quite urgent. Thanks.
Things aren't always...
You're here!
Is it eight o'clock already?
I'm going to get yelled at again!
I'll be going,
you have lots to tell each other.
Listen carefully to
what she has to say.
I'm going to pour myself
a large glass of something strong.
You see?
I told you when we first got together.
You were too good for me.
I think it's quite the opposite.
You're not the love of my life, Julia.
- I know that now.
- Why do you say that?
Because I'm not yours.
At least it wasn't all for nothing.
This trip allowed you
to patch things with your father.
No.
He really is dead.
You won't believe me,
but that crate contained a replica,
an android with all his memory.
I know it sounds impossible,
but he gave me...
he gave me six days
stolen back from eternity.
Six little days
to say all the things
we never said to each other.
I wanted to learn so much about him,
but all I did was talk about myself.
Then I'll let you make the most
of your last evening.
Tell your father, or his android,
that he can keep my raincoat.
He went off with it.
Be happy.
That's all I ask of you.
And if we should bump
into each other one day,
in Paris, by chance,
I'd like to see you
with a smile on your face.
You look wonderful when you smile.
Why did you do that?
It wasn't my fault,
it was an accident.
He arrived two hours
early by accident?
I don't have an assistant.
Did you open the door accidentally?
He sat on the remote,
and just as accidentally
you froze in the middle of the room?
Yes, a series of accidents
causing one big pile-up.
I'm not at all in the mood for humour.
So I'll ask you one last time.
Why did you do that?
To help you face the truth.
To free you from a lie, too.
You told me he wouldn't believe you.
I underestimated him.
He took the initiative.
I'm not just talking
about your little ploy this evening.
Your mother no longer knew who I was
when she died.
But I like to believe she didn't
forget about our life together.
Yes, we weathered a few storms
in our relationship,
but never, do you hear me,
never did we doubt our love.
Nor the love we had for you.
Loving her
and having you
were the most important things
in my life.
The most beautiful too.
Even if...
it took me too long
to find the words to tell her.
And to tell you too.
Is it in the name of this love
that you made such a mess of my life?
You, and you only, decided
to go and find Tomas.
What do we do tomorrow?
Don't worry about that.
Losing your father
is in the natural order of things.
And anyway,
you've already buried me.
It was quite a trip, wasn't it?
Talk about giving life
a run for its money!
And so many memories,
just for the two of us.
I'll never be able
to tell anyone about it.
No one would believe me.
No.
No one.
"My dear daughter,
"I'd rather spare us
unnecessary goodbyes.
"When you get this letter, please
leave your apartment for a few hours.
"Leave your key under the doormat.
They'll come and get me.
"Don't open the crate again.
I'm sleeping peacefully inside it.
"My Julia,
"during these last few days
you accorded me,
"I got to know
the woman you have become.
"And what a woman!
"Forgive me for all my failings
when you were a child.
"You only know what you haven't done
until someone tells you.
"And all that's left are the scars.
"I would have liked to be your friend,
your accomplice, your confidant.
"I ended up being just your father.
"But I will be that forever.
"Wherever I will be from now on,
"keep a memory
of the infinite love I have for you.
"I have just one last thing
to ask of you.
"Promise me you'll be happy.
"Your father."
I love you.
Hello, Christian.
Hello, Sir.
Well, Christian, how are we?
Very well.
And happy to see you again.
- Shall I take you back to the
hospital?
- No.
I've done all the living I wanted to.
Back home to pack a bag.
Then we'll catch a flight to Berlin.
I have something to sort out.
We?
I don't think I have the strength left
to travel alone.
What a beautiful day.
SOME TIME AFTER
Well?
Stand up and walk,
so I can take a look.
I've been doing that
for half an hour!
As did Lazarus. Give us a twirl.
That's not the right heel height
Mr Zimoure!
- Have we tried them all?
- Yes.
We're really down to the last pair.
- What about those up there?
- Those?
Yes, those up there.
I don't have them
in the young lady's size.
Have you checked your stock room?
I'll go and see, but I'm sure I don't.
I swear.
He's lucky to be the embodiment of
elegance because with that attitude...
You think
he's the embodiment of elegance?
Maybe I should invite him to dinner,
after all the effort he's going to.
You're joking?
We're talking about Mr Zimoure!
Don't you keep telling me
I've been a widower long enough?
Don't turn around.
but there's a gorgeous guy
staring at us right now.
And I saw him first.
No.
I saw him long before you did.
What about Somalia?
I asked to be posted in Paris.
I could have done my work in Berlin.
What are you looking at?
It's thanks to a man like him
that we're together again.
- Really?
- Yes.
Except that in Bruges it was a woman.
It was her portrait of you on display
that sent me to Berlin.
I've never had my portrait done,
and I've never been to Bruges.
Not once.
Of course.
Christian, destination Bruges,
you know what to do.
Excuse me madam,
could you do me a little favour?
Yes, sure.
We both agree that this was
a monumental mistake, right?
Have you got a light?
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with a wonderful idea.
Giving people a few extra days
after they've died.
Why do you get to decide everything?
You can press the remote control
and switch me off.
You're lucky.
I wish I'd done that with my dad,
at least once in my life.
Was it that drawing that upset you?
Do I know that young man?
You punched that "young man" in
the face and knocked him out,
the day you came to Berlin
to take me away from him.
I'll always blame you for it.
You can do what you like with Adam.
He'll forgive you.
I'm breaking up with Julia!
Julia, the love of your life is here,
not in Paris.
Go on.
Give yourself one last chance!
Tomas.
- When do you leave?
- Tonight.
For Somalia.
- Are you happy in Paris?
- Not anymore.
Wait, no!
I think
I've messed things up again!
I have something to tell you.
You'll hate me again for this,
but it really wasn't my fault.
Earlier, in the hotel lobby...
LAST DAY
- Julia, are you going to speak to me?
- No.
At least tell me what happened.
Maybe I could help.
- No, thanks.
- Don't be stubborn.
You're not five any more,
and I have only 24 hours left.
I didn't see Tomas,
and I'm dying for a shower. Period!
You're lying. You're lying.
And if you think
you're going to stay in that bathroom
for the next 20 years, you're wrong.
- Get out of my way.
- Not until I get an answer.
I'm going to try to pick up
the pieces of my life
that you've spent a week
smashing to bits.
I wasn't talking about our trip.
You know what?
I'm going to put on my sexiest outfit
and call Tomas,
and if I can lie to him
as well as you've taught me to,
maybe he'll agree to...
You...
you just said Tomas!
- What?
- A slip of the tongue!
Move aside or I'll kill you.
I couldn't care less,
I'm already dead.
You won't shock me
by talking about your sex life.
When I get to Adam's,
I'll pin him to the wall,
tear his clothes off, and...
That's enough!
So now...
can I go take a shower?
Thank you.
It's me, Adam. I'm back.
I have so much to tell you.
And to begin with,
I need to apologise.
If you're up for it,
can we meet at my place at 8?
I think I'll allow myself
one last act of stupidity.
- Where are you going?
- To work.
With this storm coming?
You think I only work when it's sunny?
Julia.
Yes, what now?
Before you do something silly,
remember that Tomas still loves you.
Right! And you know this because...
I saw him in the lobby this morning.
I gave him a friendly wave,
but he just shot me an icy look
and walked away.
So he still hasn't forgiven me,
if you see what I mean.
And he was holding a flower.
- He was holding a what?
- A red rose.
He handed it to a bellboy.
What did you tell him?
When I get back this evening,
I want you gone.
Gone where?
Home. Ciao!
When did you get back?
An hour ago.
You should have called me sooner.
Since I haven't heard from you
in two days,
I'm guessing you saw your Tomas.
And judging by your face,
things didn't go
as you'd imagined them.
I didn't imagine anything.
Oh, yes, you did!
Yes, you did.
What are going to say to him?
Cowardice is what hurts the most.
Do you still want to give it
another try with him?
He's planning on leaving you.
I don't blame him. In his position...
I didn't say he was going to do it,
I said he's planning on it.
Do you at least know
where your head is at?
Last night with Tomas, how was it?
Tender, sweet, magical.
And sad in the morning.
- I'm talking about the sex.
- Yes.
- Tender, sweet, magical.
- So you know precisely where you're
at.
In Paris, with you,
in a torrential rainstorm.
I'm warning you!
There's no way I'm having your future
ex as a full-time house guest.
Set him free tonight.
Or I'll commit a murder tomorrow.
Don't give me those puppy-dog eyes.
Being single suits you.
More than you think.
Mr Saurel!
My dear Adam,
what a pleasure to see you again.
Flowers! I love them.
- But...
- But what?
Well you're dead.
Don't be unpleasant.
I know you don't like me very much,
but to send me to the cemetery...
I was at the cemetery,
for your funeral.
That's enough!
Come on,
make yourself comfortable.
You're soaking wet.
Take off that raincoat.
My wedding was cancelled
because of your funeral.
It was my daughter's wedding too,
wasn't it?
And where is Julia?
I thought she was with you.
We got back today from Berlin.
- You're the man she was with?
- Of course.
Who else would it be?
Didn't she tell you?
How could she?
We sat together in the hearse
that was carrying you.
Charming!
Did you press the button
of the incinerator?
No.
I threw a flower on your coffin.
How thoughtful of you!
- I don't feel very well.
- Yes, you've gone pale. Sit down.
Take deep breaths.
My dear Adam...
I have a problem.
I'm with your father...
Which is one thing.
He's on his feet, not moving,
frozen in place...
Where are you?
At your place.
You had your assistant call me
and ask me to come sooner.
Did you hear what I said? Your dad
is on his feet, not moving,
in your apartment...
Do you understand?
What assistant?
What the hell does it matter
"What assistant"?
Okay, I'm hanging up
to call an ambulance.
No, don't!
I'll be right there.
At least take an umbrella.
I was in shock when I saw him.
He asked me to sit down,
so I did, and then...
he suddenly froze.
He hasn't moved since.
He closed his eyes
but he hasn't even fallen over.
I tried to take his pulse,
but I don't actually know how.
Hand me the remote.
What?
Give me the remote!
Your father's catatonic
and you want to watch TV?
Your father who we buried last week!
Which is pretty odd, don't you think?
I'll explain later,
but this is quite urgent. Thanks.
Things aren't always...
You're here!
Is it eight o'clock already?
I'm going to get yelled at again!
I'll be going,
you have lots to tell each other.
Listen carefully to
what she has to say.
I'm going to pour myself
a large glass of something strong.
You see?
I told you when we first got together.
You were too good for me.
I think it's quite the opposite.
You're not the love of my life, Julia.
- I know that now.
- Why do you say that?
Because I'm not yours.
At least it wasn't all for nothing.
This trip allowed you
to patch things with your father.
No.
He really is dead.
You won't believe me,
but that crate contained a replica,
an android with all his memory.
I know it sounds impossible,
but he gave me...
he gave me six days
stolen back from eternity.
Six little days
to say all the things
we never said to each other.
I wanted to learn so much about him,
but all I did was talk about myself.
Then I'll let you make the most
of your last evening.
Tell your father, or his android,
that he can keep my raincoat.
He went off with it.
Be happy.
That's all I ask of you.
And if we should bump
into each other one day,
in Paris, by chance,
I'd like to see you
with a smile on your face.
You look wonderful when you smile.
Why did you do that?
It wasn't my fault,
it was an accident.
He arrived two hours
early by accident?
I don't have an assistant.
Did you open the door accidentally?
He sat on the remote,
and just as accidentally
you froze in the middle of the room?
Yes, a series of accidents
causing one big pile-up.
I'm not at all in the mood for humour.
So I'll ask you one last time.
Why did you do that?
To help you face the truth.
To free you from a lie, too.
You told me he wouldn't believe you.
I underestimated him.
He took the initiative.
I'm not just talking
about your little ploy this evening.
Your mother no longer knew who I was
when she died.
But I like to believe she didn't
forget about our life together.
Yes, we weathered a few storms
in our relationship,
but never, do you hear me,
never did we doubt our love.
Nor the love we had for you.
Loving her
and having you
were the most important things
in my life.
The most beautiful too.
Even if...
it took me too long
to find the words to tell her.
And to tell you too.
Is it in the name of this love
that you made such a mess of my life?
You, and you only, decided
to go and find Tomas.
What do we do tomorrow?
Don't worry about that.
Losing your father
is in the natural order of things.
And anyway,
you've already buried me.
It was quite a trip, wasn't it?
Talk about giving life
a run for its money!
And so many memories,
just for the two of us.
I'll never be able
to tell anyone about it.
No one would believe me.
No.
No one.
"My dear daughter,
"I'd rather spare us
unnecessary goodbyes.
"When you get this letter, please
leave your apartment for a few hours.
"Leave your key under the doormat.
They'll come and get me.
"Don't open the crate again.
I'm sleeping peacefully inside it.
"My Julia,
"during these last few days
you accorded me,
"I got to know
the woman you have become.
"And what a woman!
"Forgive me for all my failings
when you were a child.
"You only know what you haven't done
until someone tells you.
"And all that's left are the scars.
"I would have liked to be your friend,
your accomplice, your confidant.
"I ended up being just your father.
"But I will be that forever.
"Wherever I will be from now on,
"keep a memory
of the infinite love I have for you.
"I have just one last thing
to ask of you.
"Promise me you'll be happy.
"Your father."
I love you.
Hello, Christian.
Hello, Sir.
Well, Christian, how are we?
Very well.
And happy to see you again.
- Shall I take you back to the
hospital?
- No.
I've done all the living I wanted to.
Back home to pack a bag.
Then we'll catch a flight to Berlin.
I have something to sort out.
We?
I don't think I have the strength left
to travel alone.
What a beautiful day.
SOME TIME AFTER
Well?
Stand up and walk,
so I can take a look.
I've been doing that
for half an hour!
As did Lazarus. Give us a twirl.
That's not the right heel height
Mr Zimoure!
- Have we tried them all?
- Yes.
We're really down to the last pair.
- What about those up there?
- Those?
Yes, those up there.
I don't have them
in the young lady's size.
Have you checked your stock room?
I'll go and see, but I'm sure I don't.
I swear.
He's lucky to be the embodiment of
elegance because with that attitude...
You think
he's the embodiment of elegance?
Maybe I should invite him to dinner,
after all the effort he's going to.
You're joking?
We're talking about Mr Zimoure!
Don't you keep telling me
I've been a widower long enough?
Don't turn around.
but there's a gorgeous guy
staring at us right now.
And I saw him first.
No.
I saw him long before you did.
What about Somalia?
I asked to be posted in Paris.
I could have done my work in Berlin.
What are you looking at?
It's thanks to a man like him
that we're together again.
- Really?
- Yes.
Except that in Bruges it was a woman.
It was her portrait of you on display
that sent me to Berlin.
I've never had my portrait done,
and I've never been to Bruges.
Not once.
Of course.
Christian, destination Bruges,
you know what to do.
Excuse me madam,
could you do me a little favour?
Yes, sure.
We both agree that this was
a monumental mistake, right?
Have you got a light?
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