Mixte (2021–…): Season 1, Episode 4 - Episode #1.4 - full transcript

What's wrong?

Maybe it's time we tell Michèle.

She'd make a fuss,
then we couldn't see each other anymore

It'd be a shame, don't you think?

You mean you'd miss me?

Of course.

Michèle!

Hi.

-Happy New Year!
-Happy New Year!

How was your break?

I would've rather been in Algiers
with my parents.



My dad ruined my vacation
talking about school all the time.

I didn't do my chemistry homework.
Meyer'll kill me.

You can do it in English class.

-It's Couret!
-At least we'll be doing something.

You really don't like breaks, do you?

No, I'm just happy to be back.

"Once again this year,

"I present to France
my deepest heartfelt wishes."

The General doesn't speak like that.

-Happy New Year, Pichon.
-Happy New Year.

-Do you know them?
-No.

Have you heard from Laubrac?

I don't want to talk about it.
I had to work at the butcher's.

I kept imagining him coming in
to buy some pâté.



Happy New Year, Pichon.

-Happy New Year.
-What's your secret?

-Happy New Year.
-Happy New Year.

Happy New Year.

I have to go to the dean's office.

I'll see you later.

How was your vacation?

I worked on the Colombiers' farm.
It was fine.

What are you reading?

The Silence of the Sea.

It's about a whale, right?

-That's Moby Dick.
-Right.

Well?

You don't say hi to old friends?

Hi, Yves. What do you want?

We're racing tonight. We need you.

I can't. I'm busy, sorry.

-You're busy?
-Yes.

Busy doing what?
Reading, sharpening pencils?

Not that, anyway.

Come on! We've been challenged
by the Val d'Or guys. We need you!

Laubrac is our champion.

It's not my problem anymore.

I see.

Mr. Voltaire has forgotten
his old friends.

Your friend can come too.

I said no.

What's your name?

Michèle.

Well, Michèle, if you want to come,
you're welcome.

You race mopeds?
I didn't know you were a champion.

I'm not a champion.

Those guys are trouble.
Stay away from them.

-Go away.
-You can't do this, let me in.

What are you up to?

Look, Felbec. There are other bathrooms.
Go upstairs.

Go.

I have it, Dupin!

I've got the cash!

Come on, not now!

I go first during recess.

Literary salons are almost always
hosted by women,

Madame de Sévigné, Madame de Lafayette.

Conversation is elevated to an art form.

Dupin!

As you won't stop talking,
you seem well-versed on the subject.

Can you share your thoughts
on salons with us?

Salons are...

They're good, spacious.

Yes. Keep going.

They're bigger than kitchens.

Thank you for your admirable contribution.
You may sit down.

Some of the conditions
favoring the rise of Italian fascism

were the fear of civil unrest

and the fear of a socialist revolution.

Are you in a hurry, Lamazière?

Yes, he is.

You can all exit the classroom quietly.

You go last, Lamazière.

Moped races?

See? You were right to go talk to him.

I don't know how that helps me, but okay.

The more you know,
the easier it is get close to him.

It's just math.

-You think so?
-I'm telling you.

You just need to relax a little.

-Are you seeing someone?
-No, not at all.

Actually, yes, I am.

What?

-What? Tell me everything.
-Well...

He's a friend of my cousin's.

-Annie?
-Yes.

He's tall, has brown hair,

his eyes are green like emeralds.

Really, he's so handsome.

-How old is he? Annie...
-He'll be 17.

When did it start? Why didn't you tell me?

I didn't know if it was serious.

But he's so handsome. He is...

What's his name?

Eugène.

And... when he holds me...

-Wait, you've already kissed?
-Yes!

What are you so focused on?

Are you trying to solve the mystery?

I thought the class might be interested.

This year's off to a good start.

Do you know what they asked
the music teacher for?

An Elvis Presley song.

They're young, Hélène.

All they care about is listening
to pop music radio shows.

I think a political assassination deserves
as much attention as Elvis' hips.

They've lost their minds.

They could be expelled for this.

And Applebaum is in on it.

And his grades aren't very good.

And it's wrong!

Like my dad says,
"They'll end up on the gallows."

Or worse.

In a brothel.

Yeah.

Can I borrow 10 cents?

Not you too, Pichon.

Miss Sabiani. Happy New Year.

Happy New Year.

How was your vacation?

-It could've been better.
-I'm sorry to hear that.

You've done so well in school,
you deserved a nice break.

-You're an only child, aren't you?
-Yes, sir.

Well, we're never satisfied
with what we have.

I'm quite happy about that.

I mean, I'm okay with being alone.

It's also nice not to spend
too much time alone.

Have a nice day.

Have a nice day, sir.

Think you'll get married?

To Eugène.

It's a little too soon for that.

Aren't you worried
he'll want to take things further?

I don't know.

Can I have a bite? Thanks.

I hope I find a husband soon,

so I can leave my parents' house.

-Best wishes, Laubrac.
-Thanks, you too.

-How are you?
-Fine.

Thank you for the book.

Did you like it?

-Very much. It was moving.
-I can lend you others.

-Thanks.
-See you later.

Bye.

-Careful.
-Happy New Year.

I'm going back.

-Happy New Year, Miss Palladino.
-You too, sir.

-Uncle Paul?
-Yes?

Which book is that?

-This? It's...
-Can I read it?

I'm not sure you'll like it.

-Why not?
-It's about the French Resistance.

I'm interested in that.

But the story deals
with adult subject matter.

But I'll lend you another novel, okay?

I'll see you later.

He didn't want to lend it to me.

And what does "adult" mean?

What's up with everyone today?

Come with me.

Pichon.

What's going on in the bathroom?

Nothing.

Something's been going on
in there all day.

-Not at all. Nothing's going on.
-Really?

Why did you react that way
when you ran into Mr. Bellanger?

-What do you mean?
-Why is your face all red?

No, it's not red.

Simone, is his face red?

It's red. Very red.

It's not! It's just my complexion.

-So, you're not gonna tell us?
-Yeah!

Hurry up, Applebaum! That's the bell!

-And Applebaum?
-He's going to sprain something.

He's gonna go deaf!

-What are they talking about?
-I don't know.

Didn't you hear the bell, Mr. Applebaum?

Told you you'd go deaf.

-Why would he go deaf?
-I don't know.

Do you know the Beatles?

-The British band?
-Yes.

-Give it back.
-Are the pages stuck together?

Quiet, she'll hear you.

-Here.
-Not me!

I don't know what to do.

This would never have happened
with Mrs. Giraud or Mr. Herman.

I'm the problem, not English.

No...

They don't care about my class or me.

You know, this kind of thing
happens to a lot of teachers.

This? This has happened before?

No.

Do you know the Beatles?

They're a rock and roll band.

They're British.

Students love them.

So I put the Kennedy article aside
to have them translate a song.

That's a great idea!

I don't even have the record!

My idea is lame, I'm lame,
and they know it.

This reminds me of Miss Bass
back in England.

Miss Couret, I don't know
who Miss... Bass is,

but you're not lame.

You're just new.

I never planned on being a teacher.

I wasn't even formally trained.

I know a lot of teachers

with training who've never asked
themselves these kinds of questions.

You'll get there.

Sometimes, things don't
work out as planned,

but that doesn't mean
that they never happen.

This is the end.
There's no way out of this.

-You'll get detention...
-I'll get expelled!

My dad's gonna send me to Cantal.

Why Cantal?

I hate Cantal. My grandparents live there.

I hate them too.

Applebaum, stop being such a wuss.
You shouldn't have been so careless.

And you owe us 40 cents.

Why is this my fault?

It wasn't my magazine.

He has a point.

You better shut your mouth,

-or I'll kick your ass.
-Calm down.

If he tells on us,
we'll tell on everybody.

No, you can't do that.

Of course we can.

But you're class leader.

You'll find a solution, right, Pichon?

Annick.

Do you know why the boys said
Applebaum might go deaf?

Yes.

Can you explain it to me?

No.

Is that all you can say, "No"?

Helping me in math, no. This, no.
Can't you ever be nice?

Do someone a favor. Help someone out.

No?

MR. BELLANGER

I want a name. Is that understood?

You have until tomorrow.

Pichon, you're class leader.

Try to do the right thing.

He said if we didn't give him a name,

the class will get detention
every Thursday.

Then we all get detention.

-The whole class.
-Even the girls?

Everybody.

-It's not fair.
-I won't get punished for Dupin.

-Did Dupin bring in the magazine?
-And Vergoux.

Hey, dean's niece and poindexter,
no one asked you.

I did everything I could.

I work on the farm on Thursdays.

This is all Applebaum's fault.

It's not my fault.

I thought you were deaf now.

Laubrac, can you tell me why he'd be deaf?

You wouldn't understand. It's boy stuff.

-Don't worry about it.
-I'm not. I just want to know.

-What did he say?
-Nothing, he thinks I'm a baby.

Everybody does.

The deal was I do the photos
and you leave us alone.

You're pretty when you're angry.

What are you doing here?

I just wanted to tell you
that the magazine is out

and, as agreed, no one will recognize you.

I know.

I don't ever want to see you again.

That's okay. When I want to see you,
I'll just look at your pictures.

Didn't you say we could go
to your friend's place?

I did, but his parents canceled
their trip.

What about your place?

My sister.

She's not home now.

How do you know that?

She stayed after school
to do her homework.

-Really?
-Yes.

He's gonna bust up his bike!

Michèle. Come here!

-Guys, this is Michèle.
-Hi.

Laubrac's friend. Michèle,
these are my friends from Ravale.

-Nicole, my girl.
-Hi.

Pierre, Thierry and Armand.

Thierry, Pierre...

Beer, Michèle? Here.

-Cheers.
-Cheers.

So, Ravale, are we doing this?

Ready for some real excitement?

-Do you need help?
-No.

No, it's just that
I don't usually start in this position.

Which position would you prefer?

Don't worry. I'll manage.

I'm ready.

Okay.

You see, now I'll remember you forever.

What do you mean?

You were my first.

You never forget that.

I know I'm not your first.

But you are mine.

Do you want me to do that?

-What?
-Make the bed.

No, it's okay.

What was your first time like?

I don't know. Stop asking me questions.

Sorry.

It's just that boys don't talk
as much as girls.

And we don't have all these feelings.

Okay, I get it.

-Go, go!
-Come on!

Go, go, go!

Laubrac could do that in three laps.

Come on, Gilou!

He passed him.

Come on!

He can do it.

What the hell?

What are you doing?

Making the race more interesting.

What's going on?

I'm listening.

-We race with a chick on the back.
-Okay.

Not yours, that would be too easy.

We each pick a girl from the other gang.

What are you trying to pull?

What? Are you afraid of riding
with a Ravale girl?

She should be scared.
Gilou's moped isn't daddy's car.

Don't worry.
Our girls aren't afraid of anything.

Okay, who's down for this? Nicole.

Wait. Your friend, the new girl.

Let's see how brave she is.

Come on, it'll be fine.

Sorry, but mopeds aren't my thing.
I've never driven one before.

It's okay, you won't be driving.

Yves, I really don't want to.

-I can do it.
-We don't want you.

-Are you coming?
-What?

You won't be losing out with Nicole.

What is this?
Are the girls in charge of Ravale now?

-Okay, just go.
-No.

Laubrac's other girlfriends
weren't so silly.

Stop embarrassing me and do it.

I gotta go. I have things to do. Bye.

You're not going anywhere.

Your girls are a bunch of whiners.

Michèle!

It's a favor, between friends.

You're my friends now?

Not exactly.

We're supposed to be on the same side.

It'll never work. Bellanger wants names.

Please, Henri. For us.

You want me to convince innocent students
to accept detention?

I'll take care of the boys.

You take care of the girls.

At least try. They listen to you.

Yeah, right.

It's true. The girls like you.

They talk to you.

They trust you.
It's as if you were one of them.

You're like their best friend.

Yeah.

Your house is not around here.

I'd rather walk.
I don't want to run into my parents.

But thank you.

That was scary!
What if you hadn't showed up?

Yeah, what if?

This isn't funny. You have no idea.

Based on what I heard,
you're in no position to lecture me!

What did you hear?

Nothing. Bye.

Michèle.

Michèle!

Do you want me to say that I was scared?
Yes, I was scared.

I was scared too.

I'm gonna go.

Sure. I'll see you at school.

Be careful.

Mom?

Hi, Mom.

How are you, sweetheart?

Fine.

If only you'd convinced the girls.

Someone would've talked eventually.

The girls weren't the only innocent ones.

Now we're all in this together,
so just be grateful.

It certainly feels emptier today.

I'd never have guessed
Belkacem was involved.

Next, Mr. Lamazière.

Your boyfriend...

are you going to do it with him?

Do you find that shocking?

A little.

But I understand.

We won't wait on your classmates.

They're getting tortured
in the dean's dungeon.

Today, we'll start with an article
on President Kennedy's murder.

Yes?

What about the song?

No, there won't be a song.

I couldn't find the record.

What is it, Michèle?

What is it that boys do
that makes them go deaf?

First of all, it doesn't make them deaf.

It happens at puberty...

JOHNNY HALLYDAY
ALL THE GIRLS LOVE JOHNNY

Hi.

You okay?

You're disgusting.

You got home late last night.

I was studying with Simone.
She was really helpful.

So, I wish

each and every one of you

a very happy 1964.

-Long live France!
-Happy New Year!

They told me a student was dying
in the bathroom.

-I rushed in there, terrified.
-And?

There was no one in the bathroom,
then they locked me in.

The movie is so boring,
but Bardot, Bardot.

Leaving so soon, Mrs. Bellanger?

I get up early, so I go to bed early.

Your wife is very sensible.

See you later.

I'd be careful if I were you. Just joking.

More for us!

Who wants another one? Émile? Come on.

-It means...
-I know what it means.

Students turn the school into a brothel,
and we should turn a blind eye?

I... I have something for you
in my office.

Meet me there when you can.

I...

For your students.

The Beatles!

I hope it has the song
you were looking for.

Yes, and so many more.

Thank you so much.

And...

This one is for you.

I don't know what to say.

It may be a little less modern.

But I really like that artist.

I'm married.

You don't respect anything, do you?