Mixte (2021–…): Season 1, Episode 5 - Episode #1.5 - full transcript

Come in, Belkacem.

I have a headache, Mrs. Bellanger.

Is there anything you can give me?

This should help.

Thank you, ma'am.

-Should I go back to class?
-Yes, young man.

It's that time of the month.
I don't feel well.

Again? I think you don't feel well
about gym class.

-Thank you.
-You're welcome, Miss Gomez.

Here? Can you feel that?

Breathe in.



Look up.

Say, "Ah."

He got hurt in gym.

I see.

That's it, up. Looks good.

Fighting again?

This'll help.

Cough.

See you tomorrow.
Have a good evening. Goodbye.

-Good evening.
-You sure you don't want to come?

You never go out.

I'm having dinner at my sister's.

Are you sure you still
want to go see the play?

Give her my best.



Mrs. Bellanger.

Good evening, Miss Couret.

I'll tell Georges
you'll be there next time.

Sure.

This is gonna be so boring.

Come on, smile. We're here for Georges.

I know.

Is it a local company? Do you know them?

They're friends of Georges from Paris.

Your husband's not coming?

No.

I'm worried about him. He seems depressed.

And he's having dinner at his sister's,
which definitely won't help.

Maybe he wanted
to give us time alone tonight.

It's been a while.

Whose fault is that?

You're the one working nights
in the arms of the charming Dr...

what's-his-name.

He went back to his wife.

He chose a safe marriage
over a life of debauchery with me.

Poor Denise.

I was getting bored.

Now I have more time for you.

Don't. Are you crazy?

Look, we're alone. Don't worry.

How do you know?
My students' parents could be here.

Come on, relax.

Dad, is there any mention
of a Johnny Hallyday concert?

Thank God, they cover more serious news.

He's all my students talk about.

He's just a good-for-nothing joker.

Young people today are a lost cause.

-Seven plates?
-Yes.

Élise, Christophe, Hervé,
you two and me, that's six.

Mathilde was going to stay with the kids.
Is she coming?

-Hi, Dad.
-Hi, Élise.

-It's good to see you.
-Hello, sister.

-You're getting bigger.
-Yes.

So, what do you think? Boy or girl?

A boy, I hope.

-Hi, Christophe.
-Hi, Camille.

-How are you?
-Fine.

I hear the kids are sick.

Nothing serious. Just a cold.

Mathilde says hi.

We'll save them some donuts.
They love them.

Good evening.

Good evening.

The door was open, so I came in.

That's fine, Francis. Come in.

Your coat.

Come into my office, Francis.

You invited Francis.

It's a family dinner.

Francis is still our son-in-law.

Because he refuses to give me a divorce.

That's good.
We don't get divorced in our family.

Help me. Get a plate.

What were you thinking?
That I would change my mind?

Yes, exactly.

You wanted to work.

Francis agreed to it.
Your little scheme worked.

It wasn't a scheme!

Now be reasonable
and go back to your husband.

Marriage is compromise.

You knew, didn't you?

We wanted to help patch things up.

I don't want to patch things up.
I want it over with.

Look, you try. I'm losing patience.

He's unhappy.

A child would help.

I don't love him anymore.

Is that so hard to understand?

So, Francis, how are things at work?

Everything is fine.

The new clerk I hired is working out.

We have some new clients.

My secretary is pregnant, though.

At least we know some people
are living normal lives.

I'm sorry about all this.

You know, Anne-Marie and I did our best

to teach our children good values.

It's very disappointing
to realize we failed with Camille.

I really hope she gets over
her little crisis soon.

So do I, Colonel.

Since when, my Lord,
do you fear these peaceful places

so dear to you in your childhood?

Since, to these shores, the gods have sent

Minos and Pasiphae's daughter.

Although I don't know
the cause of your pain,

Phaedra here...

How many acts are there?

Five.

...her tragic end. She approaches!

Let us go no further.

Let us stay, dear Oenone.

I can't go on.

My strength is leaving me.

My eyes are blinded by the light
of this new day.

And my trembling legs are giving out.

Alas,

I'm struck by terror,
the world is against me.

Brilliant and noble forbearers
of this unfortunate family,

of which my mother was so proud,

how embarrassed she must be
for you to see me like this.

Oh, sun.

I turn red,

then pale at the sight of it.

Such distress arising

from my lost soul.

Bless us, Lord.

Bless this meal and those who prepared it.

Give bread to those who are hungry.

-Amen.
-Amen.

I'm starving.
Lent is going to be tough this year.

-I hope you're not planning to fast.
-I'm fine.

-What about the baby?
-I'm telling you, it's fine.

Your sisters are stubborn.

Tell me about it.

So, how is it going at school?

It's going well.

Tell us more. It's your new hobby.

It's not a hobby, it's my job.

How are things with your boss?

Thank you.

At Christmas, you criticized us
for not showing any interest.

It's getting so we don't know what to say.

Come on, Camille said it was going well.

My secretary is pregnant.

You don't like your new boss?

Try a pregnant secretary.

Jeanne! Denise!

So, you liked it!

-Very much.
-See, anything's possible.

Come with me backstage.

Jeanne, let's go get a drink.

In a bit.

Hi! How are you?

You're staying, right?

-You won't run back to Paris?
-No.

Because the stage design...

It's a gift, so...

Really, I had tears in my eyes.

I wanted to tell you...

I wanted to tell you...

Congratulations, I thought you were...

really... terrific.

You certainly know how to flatter
an actor's ego.

That's not it.
I never do this kind of thing.

-I don't like the theater.
-Hi.

Want to go?

Come in! I have champagne.

-Let's get a drink with Georges.
-Okay.

Come on.

Come in! Open the bottle!

Angel wing donuts, ladies and gentlemen!

Angel wing donuts!

I'm guessing you have all sinned a lot
this year.

Am I right?

So...

I'm sure you'll all be very diligent
in following

the 40 days of Lent.

Right?

So...

Here's to Phaedra and her girlfriends!

To Phaedra!

Lee Oswald didn't act alone.
It's impossible.

How do you know, darling?

I read the papers.

Autopsy reports have leaked.

I had them study an article
on it at school.

On Kennedy?

My teachers never did that.

I was expecting more enthusiasm.

It's hard to spark their interest.

Is it a teacher's job
to get the students interested now?

At least, she's trying.

We've all had our share of boring classes.

True.

Let me tell you, young people today...

Have never gone to war, and it shows?

Exactly.

All you need to do is look at their idols.

And what idols!

Don't tell me our youth aren't in crisis.

They're not the only ones in crisis.

Excuse me.

I'm sorry.
I thought they'd told you I was coming.

They didn't.

Want me to take you home?

We could leave now.

We leave together, they're happy
and you can skip out early.

You can't even be in a car with me now?

No.

Okay, fine. Let's go.

I can't stand another minute
at that table anyway.

So, I'd been there alone
for about two or three hours.

A little drunk, I'll admit.

Wouldn't be the first time.

Come on, Roger! You know I'm a saint.

So, there I am, all alone.

I sit on a couch, next to a woman.

I didn't really notice her.

She turns to me and says,

"It's fucking boring here!"

Was she the chambermaid?

No! It was Sagan!

Françoise Sagan!

And her entourage!

We've become close since then.

I have a theory on dating.

-Let's hear it.
-Can we go?

If it starts after midnight, it'll last!

I'm going to stay.

It's late.

You can go.

We were supposed to go home together.

Next time.

Are you serious?

We never made any promises.
I'm having a good time.

It was good to see you, Paul.

You too.

Thanks for dinner.

Say hi to Jeanne for us.

I hope to see her soon.

Of course.

-Bye.
-Get home safely.

Paul?

Paul!

Denise?

Where is Jeanne?

She ditched me. I couldn't believe it.

It was love at first sight.

I swear. One of the actresses.

She completely ignored me.

She only had eyes for her.

-No.
-Yes!

Know what she said to me?

We never made any promises.

I'm sorry.

Why would you be sorry?

I don't mind her having a crush,
we're free,

but to ditch me like that...

It's...

Do you mind if I smoke?
I don't like smoking while I walk.

-No.
-Thank you.

Here.

"No promises."

It sounds like a bad movie.

She's got nerve.

It's just so rude.

I'm sure she didn't mean anything by it.

It's the last thing I need.

Will you forgive her?

Of course I will.

I'm just really upset.

And you keep defending her.

That says a lot.

Don't worry. I love life too much
to be resentful.

And Jeanne, deep down, she's very sweet.

But she's got some serious nerve.

Can I say that? Can we agree on this?

There's nothing wrong with being bold.

Sometimes you have to be.

Forgive me.

No. Sorry.

Sorry.

I can't.

Where is my jacket?

My jacket...

My jacket!

Don't leave like this.

It was a mistake. I'm... I'm sorry.

Paul, it's okay.

No, it's not okay.

I... I thought it would work.

I wanted it to work.

But even with you...

What does that mean?

I'm sorry.

Here.

I'm sorry, really.

For the last time, stop apologizing.

Champagne?

What are we drinking to?

To love?

To freedom.

"Narcissism!"

Stop the music!

"Astrological narcissism

"Vibrating

"Vibrating

"In the metallic sphere of scents

"Your embittered breath

"And meteorological paleness

"Our gazes are tinted

"By autumnal vegetation

"Pilots!"

Thank you.

That was my tribute to Tristan Tzara.

Did you like that?

It's crazy, but I think I did.

Let's share our joy with the city!

Let's share our youth!

And our madness!

May the dead rise from their graves!

Fernand, you're crazy!

This isn't Paris!

Don't go out, you fool!

A mangy dog.

A guinea fowl!

-No.
-Yes.

-I don't know how.
-Just go with it.

Some of my colleagues at the hospital
know I like women too.

But we never discuss it.

I pretend,

and they pretend not to know.

As soon as I like a woman,

I get flustered.

I am paralyzed.

I feel like I'm going to die.

Those years at the seminary...

No, it started well before then.

One failure, two failures...
I just gave up.

I've never...

I've always...

I can never get there,
if you know what I mean.

-Don't you think that's funny?
-No.

-Does Jeanne know?
-Of course.

I mean, we've never talked about it,
but she knows.

I've never confided
in anyone like this before.

Despite what you say,
you haven't given up.

Or you wouldn't have kissed me.

I met a woman.

Are you in love?

I think she likes me too.

But I panicked.

I wasn't fair and I think I hurt her.

And tonight, I thought
if I could do it with...

A woman you don't love.

Maybe I could fix my mistake.

But I failed.

I...

I'll let you get some sleep.

Paul.

About your mistake...

you should try to fix it
with the person you hurt.

I may not be a good husband,
but I'm a good driver.

Come on.

I don't mean it.

What?

That I'm not a good husband.

Maybe I'm not a good wife.

That's true.

You never could cook
my mother's veal stew.

But you're good at other things.

Talk about being direct.

You used to say you liked...

my body...

and my hands.

And that you liked...

when I touched you,

-when I kissed you...
-Stop it.

Our bodies work well together.

You used to say that.

I don't want you to think...

I don't.

I haven't changed my mind.

Help yourselves!

Attention, please!

Is everybody ready?

Let the balloons fly!

Do you know Paris?

A little.

I love living there.

I feel free.

People like us don't have to hide.

And it's the city of art, culture,

parties.

The city of love.

Is that an invitation?

I don't want to leave you.

Me neither.

Then come with me to Paris.

Will you take me to Castel?

Every night, if you want.

And introduce me to Sagan?

I don't know, that could be risky.

You're jealous.

With you, maybe.

You are irresistible.

And you are beautiful.

Do you think one person
can change your life?

If you're crazy enough to want it.

Love is crazy.

Where's the faggot with the tutu ?

Who are you ?

We don't want any fags here.

Get out!

I'm going to rearrange your negro face!

Call the police.

You want more?

Dirty fags!

Fernand!

Come here!

I'll shove your tutu down your throat!

Let him go!

Let him go!

-You'll pay for that.
-Let her go, asshole!

Get out.

Get out of here.

Let's go, guys.

Get out. Get out!

They got what they deserved.

Call an ambulance.

Take off his tutu.

Fernand, do you hear me?

If you can hear me, squeeze my hand.

Georges! Roger!

Roger.

My dear Roger!

Are you okay?

You're not coming to Paris.

Why didn't you wake me up?

It's early. Don't worry.

Shut the door on your way out.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Good morning, Miss Couret.

Mrs. Bellanger, Mr. Bellanger.

-I'll see you later.
-See you later.