Mixte (2021–…): Season 1, Episode 6 - Episode #1.6 - full transcript

Sophia Loren is so beautiful.

What about Brigitte Bardot?

My mother says she's vulgar.

Anyway, the movie's 18 and over.

Apparently, we can sneak in
through the back door.

How do you know that?

A boy told me.

Was it Eugène?

No, it wasn't.

Think I'll meet him someday?

-Who?
-Eugène.



I don't know.

I'll take two legs of lamb
and three pork pies for Monday,

and six slices of ham.

-Six slices of ham.
-Have you seen Mrs. Gauthier?

No, it's been weeks.

Apparently, she's depressed.

Her son shacked up with some girl.

Yes, I heard.
With the new hairdresser's daughter.

They're from Oran.

-Apparently, she's unrefined.
-Being from Algeria...

So what?

You'll understand when you're older.

They're very vulgar.

Anyway, it's a shame.



I hope we'll see Mrs. Gauthier soon.

There you go. That'll be 3.20.

Thank you. How's your son?

We're very lucky.
He's so focused on school.

Good. He'll go far in life.

-Okay. Have a nice evening.
-You too.

Why are French-Algerians vulgar?

Because I said so.

But...

You don't mix the black pudding
with the sausages.

Girls are always so much trouble!

I can't tonight.
I have to help with dinner.

Just lie to your parents.

I live with my uncle and aunt.

I haven't seen my parents in months.

I know. I'm sorry.

You get me all flustered.

I just want to kiss you.

-Are you seeing Michèle tonight?
-No, why?

I don't know.

If she says she's with you,
I'll know she lied.

Don't start that again.

She lied to me.

And you've never lied to her?

Is she seeing someone?

-You're still on this?
-Is she?

No, she's not.

Can we go now?

Moreno, 3.5.

Miss Magnan,

five.

Applebaum,

six.

Pichon,

seven.

What geniuses.

Laubrac, 10.

And finally, Miss Sabiani,

12.

Quiet.

This isn't the circus.

As a reminder, I don't grade too harshly,
you're just dimwits.

Tomorrow,

we'll all be dissecting frogs.

Disgusting.

Have you done it before?

4/20 HIGHLY UNSATISFACTORY

Herman gave you a 12.

I know.

Hey,

how about giving me a private lesson?

No.

Seriously, he's really harsh.

We should steal his stupid frogs.

That's an excellent idea.

But no one would dare.

If I do it...

will you give me a private lesson?

-Okay.
-What?

Say, one hour, just the two of us?

If you get all the frogs.

Count me in.

-Me too.
-What?

Nobody asked you.

He can try. Everybody can.

First to free Herman's frogs
gets an hour lesson with Annick.

An hour lesson with Annick?
Hey, everyone! One hour with Annick!

How can I go from room 16 to 21
at the same time? It's impossible.

Mr. Bellanger, come look at this.

Yes, what is it?

Miss Couret and I were talking about
the correct planning for the exams.

Is it the schedule on the board
or the one you gave us Monday?

No, it's the one...

that I hand...

-Handed out.
-Handed out.

That clears it up.
Thank you, Mr. Bellanger.

Indeed. It's always better
to avoid misunderstandings.

Miss Couret, I...

Women.

The wrong schedule was posted, that's all.

Were you playing in the hall, Alain?

If you think I have time to play...

Sorry, Mrs. Bellanger. It's not mine.

How are you doing with
your homework and the farm?

I'm managing.

That's good.

Here.

Thank you, but it's not mine.

I know, but it shouldn't be in the hall,
so let's call it a gift.

Thank you.

Don't forget to have fun, Alain.

You're only young once.

BATHROOM

So?

Yes, it's my period.

-Did you stain your skirt?
-No.

But my underwear's ruined.
The rest is fine.

I put some toilet paper.

Go see the nurse.

My aunt will have pads.

No, I'll be fine.

You poor thing.

I'm okay.

-My brother said that too...
-Michèle.

-Can I ask you a favor?
-Sure.

Do you know where your uncle
keeps his keys?

-There must be spares.
-Hey. Are you nuts?

Don't involve the dean's niece.

She's gonna snitch.

What's he talking about?

Oh, no! Not again.

You think I'm a suck-up
because I'm the dean's niece?

Yes.

Let's go, Michèle.

Can I ask you something?

If it's about the stupid frogs,
don't bother.

Did you get caught up in this too?

Well, a private lesson
with the best student...

Right.

My science average is low.
I have to work...

Henri.

-What?
-Cut the crap.

It's easy for you.

One look and they fall all over you.

I have three sisters,
so I know what girls like.

With me, it takes a little more time.

But with Annick,
I had a bit of a head start.

But if the other guys start
getting private lessons...

Annick isn't the only girl around.

She's the only one for me.

I can tell you've never been in love.

Will you help me?

-Yes.
-You need to pick the science room's lock.

-I don't know how.
-Really?

But we'll find a way.

Stealing Herman's frogs?

Did Annick cast a spell on them?

And Dupin calling me a snitch!

I may be the dean's niece, but I'm no rat.

Don't you agree?

Still not feeling well?

I'm okay.

You should ask my aunt
to write you a note and go home.

-You think?
-Yes, you don't look good.

I have to go the bathroom.
It's soaked already.

See you later.

Michèle.

You should steal the frogs.
That'll shut them up.

Excuse me.

Are you okay, Miss Palladino?

Do you need help?

It's okay. I'll handle it.

My stomach hurts.

Are you on your period?

Come with me.

She's on her period.

Does your stomach hurt?

You feel warm.

Sit her down. I'll be right back.

Mrs. Bellanger.

Zappa, go back to class.

-Now?
-Yes, now.

It'll be fine.

Go on.

Miss, are your periods always this heavy?

Not like this.

Has it been this painful before?

Yes.

When was your last period?

Less than a month ago.

I'm sure, it was...

It was very light.

Are you seeing someone?

Yes, but... I had my period

less than a month ago.

I think you had bleeding
you thought was your period.

I'm taking you to the hospital.

Do you think I'm pregnant?

I think you were pregnant
and you're having a miscarriage.

I'll be right back.

Lie down.

It'll be okay. They'll take care of you.

Uncle Paul?

NATURAL SCIENCES

Do you think Mrs. Bellanger
will tell Mr. Bellanger?

I think she's just telling him
she's taking you to the hospital.

Do I have to go?

I think so.

This is a miscarriage, right?
I'm not pregnant anymore?

They'll tell you that.

I don't believe this. We were careful.

How long have you been seeing this boy?

I can't be pregnant, I can't.

Let's go, Miss Palladino.

My car is outside.

Can you come with us?

I don't see why not.

Sure, I'll come.

Thank you.

Michèle?

Laubrac?

What are you doing here?

You're here for the frogs?

You too?

You found the key?

How did you get in?

I snuck in when
the 11th graders were let out.

It was easy.

-Okay...
-So, we share?

Sorry, but I was here first.

Annick's made you all nuts.

Here I go.

-Are you scared?
-No.

Wait, wait.

No.

Admit it, you're scared.

Okay, I'm scared. Stop that.

Don't you work on a farm?

I can confirm it was a miscarriage.

I suppose she's not married.

No.

She can get ready.

We don't have to tell my aunt.

Now that we know it's a miscarriage.

My parents live abroad.
They'll be so worried.

And they'll be mad at my aunt.

And my aunt won't let me stay
with her anymore.

They can't know about this, please.

You're a minor. We have to tell them.

Denise?

What are you doing here?

A student.

You're not in Paris, cuddling
with your lover on the Eiffel Tower?

Unlikely. I'm afraid of heights.

Denise...

I'm sorry.

It's all in the past.

Let's go see a movie soon.

Sure.

The new Sophia Loren movie is out.

-And your husband?
-Paul?

How is he?

Fine.

The Gestapo is watching.

See you later.

I can't believe he locked us in!

We can't open it!

Do you know what this means?

Stop that.

You're making me dizzy.

And you're just sitting there.

-We're in trouble.
-We're not.

We'll just wait until the end of recess.

When Herman opens the door,

we'll sneak out as the students come in.

No one will ever know.

Really?

Get the bag.

Let's hide.

Are you sure Herman has a class now?

-Pichon!
-Yes?

What are you doing?

I was looking for Mr. Herman.

He doesn't work Monday afternoons.

Go on, get to class.

Go.

Come on. Hurry up.

There's no class now!

What'll we do?

We have Latin class now.

We have Latin right now.

So...

What did you do to cause the miscarriage?

Don't worry.

Ladies, you have to leave.

-But...
-I have to treat her for infections.

Over here.

You'll have to spread your legs.

I'm sure you're used to that.

Do you know what he's doing?

A curettage.

It's very painful.

But it's probably unnecessary.

Really?

She is strong, full of life.

She'll be fine.

I was full of life too.

I was just a little older than Simone.

Not yet married.

I found out I was pregnant,

I drank a full bottle of wine and...

I let myself fall down the stairs.

I was desperate.

Two days later, I had a miscarriage.

My biggest fear...

wasn't having a baby.

It was that my parents would find out.

I would've jumped off a bridge
to prevent that.

Magnan, Palladino, Laubrac?

There must be a reason
for them to be missing my class.

Whatever it is, it better be a good one.

-Yes?
-The bathroom.

I need to go to the bathroom.

Douillard is going to kill you.

You too.

All this for a private lesson with Annick.

You're jealous.

No, I'm not.

Why did you want the frogs?

Is it because Descamps said
you're a suck-up?

Is it my fault I'm the dean's niece?

I didn't think Descamps' opinion
meant that much to you.

I don't care about Descamps.

It's just not fair.

We're all labeled.

You're the dean's niece.

I'm the foster kid.

But you know I'm more than that.

And I know you're more too.

A lot more.

Laubrac! Are you in here?

-Pichon!
-What are you doing here?

We're locked in!

What do I do?

I'll throw the key out the window,
you can unlock the door.

Okay.

Catch!

How did he know you were here?

He asked me to help him with the frogs.

And I like Pichon.

So, it wasn't for Annick?

No.

Annick is cool, but...

she's not my type.

She's too sure of herself.

Your prefer girls who are insecure?

I don't know.

Got the frogs?

Yes.

There he is!

-So?
-I've got them.

Show us.

Well done, Pichon!

Careful!

It only took five minutes?

He's smarter than all of you.

Can't wait to see Herman's face.

What are you doing?

Come here, frog.

Felbec, I have a present for you.

-No!
-Don't be scared!

Disgusting.

I think they're cute.

Stop!

Thanks, you saved me
from failing Natural Sciences.

Dissection, I just can't...

So, that's what this was all about?

I still get a private lesson, don't I?

Of course!

I would've given you one anyway.

How did it go? What took so long?

I'm always thorough, whatever the task.

As long as you don't punish your patients
by being overzealous.

They punish themselves.

And I won't be lectured
by a woman like you.

What do you mean?

Ask her.

Does the aunt know?

Yes, she gave her consent.

As school nurse,
I'll take care of the follow-up.

Thank you.

Thank you.

For not telling my aunt.

Are the meat pies ready?

Yes.

-Morning, sir.
-Morning.

Are you feeling better?

I was worried.

I'm fine.

I have so much to tell you.

It seems that some sneaky thieves,

whose identities I will discover
sooner or later,

had a little fun

stealing the frogs I had prepared.

It's an unfortunate setback.

But don't be too disappointed.

I happen to have some friends
at the veterinary school

who spend their days
dissecting our friend...

Rattus norvegicus.

More commonly known as the sewer rat.

Little marvels, aren't they?

They're all yours.

Come in.

Is everything okay?

What the doctor meant
by a woman like me...

Yes?

I'm homosexual.

I hope telling you isn't a mistake.

No, it's not.

I suppose Mr. Bellanger doesn't know.

Yes, he knows. He's my best friend.

So, he's also...

No, he is not.

I know it seems strange...

It's...

very unusual.

Being married protects me.

Paul and I had an agreement.

The day he fell in love, I'd step aside.

But that's never happened.

And it suits me just fine.

I said I was meeting an old friend.

I can stay out till 10:00.

I don't want to go home now!

Hey!

So, that's it!

It's not me you like,
you just don't want to be home.

I'll poison all the cows,

and set fire to the farm.

That way, we can spend
all our evenings together.

For once, I'm home alone...

and you're sick.

I'm not sick, I'm cold.

I had a miscarriage.

What?

I didn't want to tell you

because...

Well, now you know.

-You're very quiet.
-Have you been with someone else?

No, don't be stupid.

We just have to be more careful...

next time.

And... are you okay? I mean, how are you?

Are you feeling okay?

And my aunt will never know.

That's a huge relief.

Give me the blanket. I'm cold too.

Stop! I'm cold!

-Really? You're cold?
-A little.

Jean-Pierre! Jean-Pierre, guess what!