Mortel (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 1 - Super Bad - full transcript
Determined to find his missing brother, high school troublemaker Sofiane ropes timid classmate Victor into a pact with a mysterious figure.
A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
[screaming]
[Bastien] Get on the fucking ground!
Sofiane!
Catch him!
[grunting and indistinct shouting]
Catch him!
[Victor] Hey, Sofiane, I'm Victor.
I can help you, if you want...
Hey, Sofiane, I'm Victor.
If you need my help,
I will happily help you...
Hey, Sofiane, I'm Victor...
[Sofiane] We were doin' it and she was
screaming my name! Very loudly!
"Mmm, Sofiane, mmm, don't stop!"
[Bastien] Damn it, catch him!
[screams]
- Fuck! What's wrong with you, bro?
- Fuck!
[Sofiane chuckles] I told her,
"Girl, I know I'm good, but chill..."
[boy 1] Stop talking. Move!
[Rodrigue] Come on, catch him!
Catch this bastard!
[Victor] Hi, Sofiane...
[Rodrigue] Bastard! He's gonna pay
for what he did!
[boy 2] Come on, move!
Fuck! Why? Come on, get up!
What did you do? Fuck!
[panting]
Run! [chuckles]
- [Rodrigue] Fucking cocksucker!
- Go that way!
[indistinct shouting]
[boy 1] Hurry up! Hurry, hurry.
[Rodrigue] Catch him!
Where is that son of a bitch?
[cell phone ringing]
[Bastien] Where are they?
[Sofiane] You don't wanna guess
who the chick is?
Uh... Vanessa Tarpito?
[Hubert] Nobody gives a shit!
[panting] Bastien and his boys
are gonna kill us because of you!
Relax, bro, it's all good.
It's all good?
You pick a fight
and now you throw ink in their faces?
- I confess.
- Kylian, you said you'd tell him.
Yeah, "Kylian, you said you'd tell him..."
Stop it, now!
- We're serious.
- Move.
Hey, Sofiane!
You act like you're fine,
but we know it's hardcore at home.
Sofiane!
Sofiane!
[Hubert] We don't wanna
hang out with you anymore.
[Kylian] Yes, basically...
- Oh, yeah?
- [Hubert] Yeah.
[Kylian] You're seriously fucked up.
- Sofiane, stop!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
- What are you doing?
- It's nothing. Keep on walking.
Nothing?
Come with me to the counselor's office
and you'll tell her it's nothing.
And if I don't, what are you gonna do?
- What am I gonna do? [hitting]
- [Sofiane] Whoa, whoa. Stop! Stop!
- What am I gonna do?
- Hey, whoa, whoa...
- [writes]
- [door opens]
[Sofiane] Get off me.
Sit down! Sit down!
- Tell her what happened!
- Whoa.
- I didn't do anything. I was...
- I'll tell her what happened.
He was disrespectful. Period.
That's why I had to get rough.
Kaina, how many times do I have
to tell you, we don't hit students!
You're a hall monitor, not a cop!
Thank you.
Kaina, we'll talk later.
Please, Kaina!
[inhales through teeth]
[grunts]
The door, Kaina.
- Close it, thank you.
- [Sofiane] She's crazy!
[door closes]
This can't go on, Sofiane.
Your brother ran away,
and that's terrible.
It's no excuse to misbehave.
- And stop with the wrestlers!
- He didn't run away. Okay?
- I know he didn't run away.
- Okay.
But tell me
how I can continue supporting you.
I saved you from getting expelled.
I insisted that you stay here,
to keep an eye on you, but...
I can't keep up.
Maybe I was wrong to trust you.
You think I trust you?
Not you, not anybody. Okay?
Mmm.
Okay.
[Audrey sighs]
You've got to talk to me, Sofiane.
I can really help you.
[scoffs]
Like you helped Laurine?
[Sofiane] Hmm?
You helped her and now she's doing
much better in her hospital bed.
Is it gonna be the same for me
or was she a special case?
You've found my weak spot.
You push. It hurts.
[smacks lips] Where do you think
that'll get you?
Not here, anyway.
[opens door]
Do you have a problem?
No. I'm here to have lunch
with the counselor.
What's your name again?
Victor.
Tell me something, Victor.
For a while now,
I've felt like I'm being followed.
Every time I turn around, there you are.
It's starting to piss me off, okay?
And you don't wanna see me
when I'm pissed off.
I saw you putting up notices
to find your brother.
- I can help you...
- Wait, wait.
If I needed any help,
do you think I'd ask a hobo like you?
The weird kid who couldn't even manage
to kill himself?
If you ever talk to me about my brother,
I'll take care of your suicide myself.
And it won't just be an attempt.
[theme music playing]
[school bell rings]
[Sofiane] Mélanie.
Hey, Mélanie!
You enjoy getting beaten up.
- Cut it out.
- Cut what out?
I know you dig my scars.
People say you're an asshole,
but it's way worse than that.
[exhales]
Right. Nobody even hangs out with you.
I keep to myself by choice.
All you've got is two pathetic friends
and a school that avoids you
because you're a psychopath.
Come on. Let's do this.
How much time do you have?
Not much. I have important things to do.
Luckily, with you,
it never lasts very long.
They got bigger, right?
Actually, I gotta go. [chuckles]
Wait.
Wanna hang tomorrow night? Huh?
We can't do it. My mom will be home.
No, I didn't mean... We can go out.
Out?
- What's up with you?
- Nothing...
- What's up with you?
- What's up with you?
- Seven o'clock?
- Yes.
[Luisa] My name is Luisa Manjimbe, I'm 16,
and I'm a junior
at Les Roches Noires high school.
I've been drawing since forever
and I'd like to attend your school
because I want to transform my passion
into my profession.
Tell me three things that set you apart
from the other candidates
that apply to our school every year.
I'm a young black girl
who comes from the suburbs.
I want to tell my own story
through my art.
Okay.
Tell me about your painting.
It's a self-portrait that questions
other people's ways of seeing skin color.
So, to get into the school,
you're playing the West Indian woman
who escaped from the projects,
with a bit of afro-feminism?
Is that right?
Christ, Luisa.
You've got work to do
before you're ready for the interview.
Then again, they'll never be
as mean as you, sir.
You've got to work.
You have to make sacrifices.
Otherwise, you'll stay here
with me next year.
Mmm-mmm. No way
am I rotting here with you.
Okay.
Okay. See you tomorrow.
- Huh?
- Hmm.
- Thanks for your help.
- Hmm.
♪ No need of you till we fuck all
No need of you till we fuck fuck all ♪
♪ No need of you to make them go crazy
No need of you till we smoke, pouf ♪
♪ Flow Wing Chun such as the Kung Fu
Position, I was taking in the oven ♪
♪ No need of you to make them go crazy
No need of you till we smoke smoke, pouf ♪
♪ Flow Wing Chun such as the Kung Fu
Position, I was taking in the oven ♪
MISSING - REDA KADA (18 YEARS OLD)
CONTACT ME
♪ Holes in the socks
Sports at school, hmm ♪
♪ Today if I want
I'll take the Weston, hmm ♪
♪ Got the crown around me
All the rest throne, hmm ♪
♪ I can see them all coming
With a sex toy, hmm ♪
♪ Only real winners' faces
Look good, hmm ♪
♪ I took them with the ge-gor
Like Urkel, yeah ♪
♪ I know no one, I know no one, huh
Only the home runs like in baseball, oof ♪
♪ For the bankroll or the payroll, hmm ♪
♪ I make the difference if it comes
To the penalty kick, hmm ♪
♪ Big pair of nuts on the table, hmm
MJG is on the 8 ball, bah ♪
I'm just here to talk.
I got nothing to say to you.
I'm like this because of you,
so listen to me,
because I won't tell you twice.
We didn't beat you up
because we respect your brother.
But now you're gonna stop fucking with us.
Reda wanted to leave and he did.
We had nothing to do with him leaving.
He ditched both of us.
And he was my best friend.
- Your best friend?
- Yes.
You're pretty happy without him, right?
- In your dancer's outfit...
- What?
Captain of your tired-ass team.
Preening on his scooter.
Hey. Watch your mouth.
Rodrigue, I didn't see you.
Stop hiding behind your friends.
Back off or I'll destroy you,
even if it won't give me pleasure.
Not surprising.
We know it’s Rodrigue
who gives you pleasure.
[scoffs] Huh?
[grunts]
[groaning]
[Rodrigue] You want to be a smart ass?
[Sofiane] Son of a bitch!
[motorbike revs]
Dumbass.
[motorbike revving and fading]
[Sofiane] Mom, it's me!
- What's up?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- What did you do this time?
- What?
- Nothing.
- And this, what's this?
- What does it look like?
- Have you thought about your mother?
- If she'd found that on the streets?
- Did you think about Reda?
It's been four months.
Not one message or phone call.
It doesn't seem odd to you?
- Something happened to him, Dad.
- Stop making up stories.
You know has Reda run away before.
And talking about it like you do,
it hurts your mother.
♪ Always sharp
Like the first day at school ♪
♪ When all the guys watch you ♪
♪ Don't get afraid
Or you'll leave the courtyard ♪
♪ Hang on, cold eyes, don't be stupid ♪
♪ Shiner, better to make it
Than to get it ♪
♪ From an early age, forced to evolve ♪
♪ In a pack where the ego
Gets strong on the ones close ♪
♪ Where reputations are done and undone ♪
♪ Where the smallest guys cross bridges
Go kicking without moderation ♪
♪ Constantly in war with the others
The gangs form ♪
♪ We understand soon
That we're stronger with our pals ♪
♪ All in all, the blessed age is coming ♪
♪ You think you're a man
But you're just an asshole ♪
♪ And you're the only one
Who wasn't told ♪
♪ The others play it hard
For a marble, then a girl ♪
♪ The hair stands on end
Teeth are grinding, we hit for nothing ♪
♪ Avoid the eyes, we musn't see
When it's going wrong ♪
♪ The least flaw, physical or mental
The end can be fatal ♪
♪ We grow up in the middle of ronins ♪
♪ We all have our rotten boat
On our shitty sea... ♪
- [song continues through earphones]
- [door creaking]
[cat meowing]
[thumping]
[door creaking]
[man shouting in distance]
[gasps]
[gasps]
[gasps]
[screams and grunts]
[yells]
[panting]
[screams]
[groaning]
[thunder rumbling]
Who are you?
Who the hell are you? What do you want?
I am Obé.
Why are you following me?
I'm here for your brother.
Reda? Where is he?
[Reda] Help!
Help!
Somebody?
Help me!
Reda!
Where is he?
Where is he? What did you do to him?
If you obey me, you can save him.
Bring someone tomorrow night...
to an isolated spot.
What are you talking about?
Who? Who should I bring?
Someone whose death will surprise no one.
[Obé] Tomorrow night, Sofiane.
Wait.
Wait!
[Obé] For Reda.
[Bobinet] All right, let's calm down.
- [indistinct chatter]
- Calm down! Take out your books.
Quickly.
You don't have your things, Kada?
No?
Mr. Wanderwelt,
please read to us
the last chapter of this book.
We are listening.
[clears throat]
"This fact,
so minor in and of itself,
will, for Rastignac,
be the gateway to horrible sadness.
It was growing dusk.
The damp twilight fretted his nerves.
He gazed down into the grave
and let slip his last tear of youth.
That tear, drawn by the sacred emotion
of a pure heart.
When such tears fall on Earth,
their radiance reaches heaven.
Rastignac was left alone.
He went a few steps further,
to the highest point of the cemetery,
and looked out over Paris
crookedly laying along
both sides of the Seine.
His eyes lingered almost eagerly
between the Vendôme Column
and the Dôme des Invalides,
where lived the high society
he wanted to join.
On this hive of activity,
he gave a look which seemed
to suck his honey in advance...
[sniffles]
and he said these grandiose words:
'Henceforth, there is war between us.'"
[boy] Hey, suicide kid,
have some self-respect.
- [students chuckle]
- [Bobinet] Hey.
So, while Victor dries his tears,
who wants to tell me
what this text is about?
[Sofiane] Hey.
Where were you, man?
I looked for you everywhere.
Hang on.
Please!
I'm sorry, okay?
What I said yesterday...
I didn't mean it.
Ever since my brother...
I'm not myself anymore.
I'm getting expelled, I'm messing around.
[chuckles] Look at me.
I spit on people like you
who want to help me.
And I don't know why.
Anyway...
Sorry.
Sofiane!
It's nice of you,
but you didn't have to walk me home.
Don't try to avoid this conversation.
Avoid what?
Huh?
Bastien, I already told you,
I'm not the kind of girl
who'll watch you train.
I'm not going to kiss you
in front of your friends.
I'm not saying you weren't clear
from the beginning.
I just thought, with time,
it might get more serious.
Why does it have to be serious, Bastien?
If there are feelings,
then it's obviously serious, no?
I'm changing schools next year
and you know it.
We weren't supposed to get attached.
That wasn't my plan.
Why does attachment
have to be something negative?
You're not the only one that has plans,
or ambition.
I've always been there for you
with your drawings.
I’ve always supported you
with your new school and everything.
Don’t act like I’m holding you back
when I support you.
It's true.
I don't know what I'm saying.
So I'm sorry,
because you do everything right.
No.
- I don't do everything right.
- Yes, you do.
If I did, you'd introduce me
to your grandmother.
I could kiss you in public and...
maybe we'd sleep together.
At least introduce me to your grandmother.
I'm dying to meet her.
Come on, please!
Everybody knows she does voodoo.
What?
Seriously, Luisa?
What's the problem?
What are you ashamed of?
I'm not ashamed of anything.
I'm protecting you.
Every time I talk about your grandmother,
you shut down.
Why can't you understand?
I don't want you to come to my house.
That’s enough.
[Hervé sighs]
- [Martina] If it's not working this time...
- [Hervé] I know, my love.
- [Martina] You swear?
- [Hervé] Don't worry, it'll be fine.
[Hervé] I don't feel good.
I'm feeling dizzy.
- If it doesn't work, we'll do it my way.
- Yes, I swear.
[Hervé] Please be cool now, okay?
I need you. Really.
[Grandma] Psst.
Where were you?
You knew he was coming tonight
and you went out with your friends?
I didn't know. And why is he here again?
It's the fifth time
you're curing his cancer.
Now he's making his wife believe
he's possessed.
[in Creole] What do you want me to do?
- [in French] Come help me.
- [whispers] I have stuff to do.
Come help!
We'll do the usual act.
It will take two seconds.
Infidelity spirit, my ass!
[Hervé] Grandma, my mouth is kinda dry.
[Grandma] Mmm?
[Luisa] Hello, Hervé.
- [Martina] Hello.
- [Luisa] Hello.
[Hervé chuckles] Grandma,
she gets more beautiful every day.
Better lock her up
before someone steals her.
- [Grandma chuckles] Right...
- [chuckles]
- [new age music playing]
- Oh, God, I'm hot.
I'm having cold sweats, Grandma.
It's nothing.
[Hervé] Luisa?
- Can I ask you to hold my hand?
- [Grandma] Mmm-mmm.
- We're going to begin.
- [Hervé] Come near me.
[sighs] Thanks.
- It has a strong smell.
- It's gonna be all right.
[Hervé shudders]
[Grandma] Come on.
Relax.
[groaning]
- [in Creole] Spirit, leave this man alone.
- [Hervé coughs]
- Spirit, leave this man alone.
- [groaning]
Nobody wants you here.
Spirit, leave this man alone.
[in French] I asked for a small ritual.
[in Creole] Spirit, leave this man alone.
Nobody wants you here.
[in French] Grandma, I'm scared!
[in Creole] Spirit, leave this man alone.
- Leave him alone, I tell you.
- [laughs hysterically]
Spirit, leave this man alone.
- Spirit, leave this man alone.
- [groaning and shuddering]
- Spirit, leave this man alone.
- [laughs and groans]
[in French] Grandma!
[Grandma in Creole] Nobody wants you here.
Spirit, leave this man alone.
[in French] Grandma?
- [Grandma] It's nothing.
- [Luisa] You're sure?
Mmm.
It's gonna be all right.
[gasps]
[Grandma whispers in Creole]
Spirit, leave this man alone.
[exhales slowly]
[in French in deep voice] So it's you...
crazy old woman.
Grandma, what's going on?
- Is he pretending?
- [growls]
- [Grandma] Spirit, leave this man alone.
- What is this?
[growls]
[chuckles] Crazy old woman,
do you think you intimidate me?
Leave him alone...
- Stop.
- [Martina screams]
Shut up, bitch! [screams]
[Grandma in Creole]
Spirit, leave this man alone.
[groans]
- [n French] Grandma!
- [growling and groaning]
[in Creole] Leave him alone, I tell you.
- Spirit, leave this man alone.
- [screams and growls]
[in French] Grandma, what is it?
Now you know, old hag.
- What are you waiting for, Grandma?
- [Martina screams]
[Grandma in Creole]
Spirit, leave this man alone!
[Luisa in French] Get out of here!
[Grandma in Creole] Leave this man alone!
- [in French] Help me!
- [Luisa] Grandma, do something!
[in Creole] Okay. Hold him.
- [screams]
- [groans]
[Luisa in French] Grandma, go!
[groaning]
[Luisa] Grandma, hurry up!
- [Hervé] Let me go!
- [Luisa] Hurry up!
[screams]
[screams]
[screams]
- [Grandma in Creole] Leave this man alone!
- [groaning]
Leave him alone!
- Leave this man alone.
- [growls]
- Leave this man alone.
- [yells]
- Leave this man alone.
- [roars]
[Grandma in French] Luisa,
I'm not feeling good.
- [breathing heavily] I'm not good.
- [Luisa] Grandma!
What am I supposed to do?
It's not working, Grandma.
It's not working!
[groaning]
[screams]
[gasps]
[breathes heavily]
[Hervé murmurs]
Hervé, come on.
I saved your life, didn’t I?
- It's true. You're a saint, Grandma.
- Hmm.
How many times are you going to save me?
- As many times as needed.
- [chuckles]
Thank you very much.
The doctors said the cancer was incurable.
- Thank you!
- We'll find you an apartment, okay?
We'll find you a palace
for you and your princess.
Yes, okay, thank you.
Don't worry, Hervé has everything.
Old apartments, new apartments.
He has houses...
- She knows. We'll leave you now.
- Have a safe journey.
Do I have to take anything
before sleeping?
- No, nothing.
- Nothing?
You're going to sleep like a baby.
[chuckles]
- Thank you again.
- Goodbye.
[Grandma] "New disturbance...
Possession of non-initiate by spirit."
I thought only initiates
could be possessed.
You know, in trying to cure him,
I did too many rituals on him.
He's become too sensitive to the energies.
I shouldn't have gone so far.
- So you did this for the money.
- Well...
Should I be giving handouts instead?
You think it's my miserable pension
that's keeping you fed?
And buying your fancy clothes?
You're too good for school,
too good for the projects...
- and even too good to take over here.
- I never said that.
Huh?
I just want to choose what I want to do.
My dear girl,
you think that you can choose?
Let me tell you something.
For people like us,
it's life that chooses for us.
[inhales through teeth]
[cell phone vibrates]
Where do you want to put up the posters?
Wanna see something dope?
What is it?
You'll see.
- Is it much farther?
- No, it's right here.
[thunder rumbling]
[Victor] It's beautiful.
[Sofiane] I used to come here
with my brother.
He is perfect.
What do I have to do?
[Obé] Push him.
- What?
- What did you say?
- Push him? What are you talking about?
- Kill him now.
- [Victor] Who are you talking to?
- I'm not killing anyone.
If you don't push him,
your brother will die.
Sofiane, what's happening to you?
- Who are you talking to?
- I can't do it.
You can't what?
What are you talking about?
- I can't kill him. I can't do it.
- [Victor] What?
- You're scaring me.
- Stay here. Stay here!
If you don't push him,
your brother will die. Go get him.
Hang on, I can't...
[panting]
- Get him.
- Victor!
Boo.
[screams]
[Sofiane grunts]
[Obé] It's your brother or him!
[grunting]
[Obé] Finish it.
I know it's hard, but do it for Reda!
Do it for your brother!
This is your only chance!
[grunts]
- I can't.
- [coughs]
I can't.
I can't.
One life for another.
You have to sacrifice one
to save your brother.
Go on, Sofiane.
What if it were mine?
What if I was the sacrifice?
Huh?
What if you took my life?
[breathing heavily]
Grandma, are you okay?
There are too many clients these days.
It isn't normal.
- If I'd finished your initiation...
- Not tonight.
- Please, not tonight.
- You'd feel it like me.
[sighs]
There's something in the air.
Something bad is coming.
[Obé] Someone has to die tonight.
[coughs]
Come on, jump.
Come on, Sofiane.
Reda will know what you did for him.
- Swear that you'll save him.
- I will.
- [Sofiane] Swear it!
- I swear.
But I need a murder.
No, stop!
- [grunts]
- [both groan]
No, Victor, fuck!
- Let go of me! Let go of me!
- Don't do this. It's not a solution!
Why did you come back?
What are you doing here?
Let me jump!
You have to jump, Sofiane!
Murder! It's the only solution!
But a suicide isn't a murder!
[Sofiane] Huh?
- What?
- A suicide isn't a murder!
[Sofiane] Huh?
Obé?
Obé, is what he said true?
Answer me, God damn it!
Obé!
I was gonna throw myself off the roof.
You fucking son of a bitch,
I was gonna jump!
I don't have all the answers!
What?
I take care of murdered souls.
I transport them.
World of mortals.
World of the dead.
That's it!
What?
[coughs]
[growls]
I need a murder in order to go back home
before we disappear.
Me and Reda's soul.
"Reda's soul"? What do you mean?
Where is Reda?
- Where is my brother?
- He is with me.
Do you want to see him?
Watch.
Help! Help me! Somebody!
[sobbing] Don't do this. I'm begging you,
don't do this.
[whimpers]
Stop!
Stop!
I swear, nobody will know.
I won't tell anyone in school.
No! No! No!
[Sofiane] Reda!
Reda!
Reda...
You killed him.
- You killed him.
- [Obé] No.
I only came to collect his soul.
You can still save that part of him.
So get yourself together!
[breathing heavily]
I live here.
You're going home?
Did you see what I saw?
He's dead.
Reda... is dead.
How am I gonna tell my parents?
No one will know.
I will.
I'm going to go.
- Bye.
- Wait!
[whimpers]
Sorry.
I can't stand being touched.
I'm really sorry.
Jesus, Victor! Hey.
Do you know what time it is?
- I was seriously freaking out!
- Sorry.
Look at you.
- What happened to you?
- Nothing.
No, Victor, wait.
That wasn't the deal.
You have to tell me what's going on.
You can't shut me out.
Come on, don't make me
be the annoying mother.
I was with a friend. Is that okay?
[sighs]
A friend? That's good news!
- What's his name?
- Sofiane.
[sighs]
Bad time?
I was doing something.
Are you okay?
Yes.
Ever since you got out of the hospital,
you paint when you're not okay.
And now, you're painting.
Doesn't make any sense, but okay.
I'm fine. I promise.
I heard you cried in class.
[sighs]
It's good if you're finally owning up
to being weird, Victor.
That's the only way
you're gonna make friends.
See you.
[doorbell buzzes]
[dog barking]
[whispering] Are you insane?
My mom is sleeping.
- Please let me in...
- No, you're crazy.
Mélanie...
Drop dead, okay?
Please, what's wrong?
For once, you suggest doing
something normal, and you stand me up?
It's not like that.
- Please, let me in.
- Who do you think you are?
You think I'm gonna run after you
when you give me attention?
You don't give a shit about me
and I don't give a shit about you.
What?
We're gonna stop seeing each other.
Wait. What are you talking about?
[woman] Mélanie, who is it?
Nobody, Mom. Go back to bed.
Go on.
All right, come in.
Come in.
[kissing]
[both breathing heavily]
[moaning]
[panting]
[cell phone vibrates]
- I bet he came home.
- [Céline] Yes, just now...
Sorry to have bothered you for nothing.
You didn't. Is he okay?
It's hard to tell with him sometimes.
Hmm.
Did you manage to stay calm?
You know me.
[chuckles]
- He was with a friend.
- Who?
Sofiane, I think.
[sighs] Hmm. Okay.
I'll try to talk to him tomorrow, okay?
I didn't dare ask, but thanks.
- Thanks.
- It's my pleasure.
- We'll talk again tomorrow?
- Yes.
- Good night.
- Good night.
[typing]
VOODOO CULT
A BRIEF SUMMARY OF VOODOO
USING YOUR BLOOD TO INVOKE THE GODS
THE VOODOO BLOOD OATH
[sighs]
[school bell rings]
[indistinct chatter]
Move.
Come on, move.
- Luisa.
- What do you want?
We need to talk
about your grandma's business.
Why are you talking about my grandmother?
Last night, I looked on the Web
- and I read some stuff about voodoo...
- Stop bugging me, please.
The thing where you make sacrifices
to get what you want.
- Is that clear?
- I don't know what you're talking about.
- Leave me...
- There's all this shit with blood, right?
That's what attracts the gods,
that's what's valuable.
So I was thinking, instead of making
a sacrifice to control people,
could you control...
a god?
I don't know what you're looking for,
but it's very dangerous.
Even I wouldn't do it.
You need to stay far away
from all of that, Sofiane.
Believe me.
Don't worry.
I was just checking the rumor.
You and your grandma are actually
just bumping off kittens...
You've got a nine.
Get out of my classroom.
You've got no business here, Sofiane.
[gasps softly]
[Sofiane] Obé!
Sofiane, what are you doing?
Obé!
- Wait! Why are you calling him?
- Obé!
Sofiane.
Has the mortal been thinking?
Yeah.
And now, you're gonna listen to me.
You need us to kill somebody?
- I'll do it.
- Sofiane!
I'll do it!
But the only person I wanna kill
is the son of a bitch
that killed my brother.
Nobody else.
You help me find out who it is,
- and I kill him for you.
- Stop!
- Don't say things like that! You can't...
- I can't what?
For my brother,
there's nothing I won't do.
Nothing.
[Victor] I can't stay here.
So?
- Obé?
- It's a deal.
- But you'll have to do a blood oath.
- An oath?
Yes.
But there'll have to be two of you.
You shouldn't have gotten rid
of your Good Samaritan.
[Sofiane] Victor.
Hey.
- Wait for me.
- No!
Victor!
- You can't leave me hanging like that.
- No!
He's going to help us.
I can't stick around when you say
you're going to kill someone.
You think I want to?
- You strangled me yesterday.
- That's the thing.
I know if I come face to face
with that piece of garbage,
I won't be able to stop myself.
So I need you, Victor. I need you!
You have to stop me from doing it.
You can't trust him.
I don't trust him.
But I trust you, okay?
We're gonna turn Obé's shit
upside down, okay?
He's just gonna help us find the guy
who iced my brother, that's all.
[Sofiane opens box cutter]
[Sofiane] We'll make the oath
but we won't kill anyone.
- [blade slices]
- [Sofiane groans]
Here.
Go on.
[whimpering]
[groans]
Squeeze my hand.
Come on, fuck!
If this goes wrong, can we back out of it?
Come on!
[Victor] Sofiane? Sofiane?
[yells]
So let's talk about Rastignac again.
Native of Angoulême, he settled in Paris
to pursue legal studies.
He's an ambitious young man
who looks at the high society
with both surprised and envious eyes.
And he will show us that
he will do anything to achieve his goal.
So today we can say
that the term "Rastignac"
indicates a social climber.
And all this leads us
to the concept of meritocracy.
Since Kada looks so interested
in what I'm saying,
maybe he can answer the question?
Uh... Sorry, sir, I didn't hear.
I was talking about meritocracy,
a concept that no doubt escapes you
since, despite your efforts,
the administration continues
to allow you to stay in this school.
- [Sofiane] I know what it is.
- Do you now?
Yes.
It's a state where each individual
gets what he deserves.
That's correct.
Did you slam your head
against a wall, Kada?
[students laugh]
[softly] You're the one that needs
to slam your head against a wall, asshole.
[straining]
- [male student] Mr. Bobinet?
- [female student] Sir?
[students gasp]
[indistinct chatter]
[breathing heavily]
- [groaning]
- [students exclaiming]
[theme music playing]
[screaming]
[Bastien] Get on the fucking ground!
Sofiane!
Catch him!
[grunting and indistinct shouting]
Catch him!
[Victor] Hey, Sofiane, I'm Victor.
I can help you, if you want...
Hey, Sofiane, I'm Victor.
If you need my help,
I will happily help you...
Hey, Sofiane, I'm Victor...
[Sofiane] We were doin' it and she was
screaming my name! Very loudly!
"Mmm, Sofiane, mmm, don't stop!"
[Bastien] Damn it, catch him!
[screams]
- Fuck! What's wrong with you, bro?
- Fuck!
[Sofiane chuckles] I told her,
"Girl, I know I'm good, but chill..."
[boy 1] Stop talking. Move!
[Rodrigue] Come on, catch him!
Catch this bastard!
[Victor] Hi, Sofiane...
[Rodrigue] Bastard! He's gonna pay
for what he did!
[boy 2] Come on, move!
Fuck! Why? Come on, get up!
What did you do? Fuck!
[panting]
Run! [chuckles]
- [Rodrigue] Fucking cocksucker!
- Go that way!
[indistinct shouting]
[boy 1] Hurry up! Hurry, hurry.
[Rodrigue] Catch him!
Where is that son of a bitch?
[cell phone ringing]
[Bastien] Where are they?
[Sofiane] You don't wanna guess
who the chick is?
Uh... Vanessa Tarpito?
[Hubert] Nobody gives a shit!
[panting] Bastien and his boys
are gonna kill us because of you!
Relax, bro, it's all good.
It's all good?
You pick a fight
and now you throw ink in their faces?
- I confess.
- Kylian, you said you'd tell him.
Yeah, "Kylian, you said you'd tell him..."
Stop it, now!
- We're serious.
- Move.
Hey, Sofiane!
You act like you're fine,
but we know it's hardcore at home.
Sofiane!
Sofiane!
[Hubert] We don't wanna
hang out with you anymore.
[Kylian] Yes, basically...
- Oh, yeah?
- [Hubert] Yeah.
[Kylian] You're seriously fucked up.
- Sofiane, stop!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
- What are you doing?
- It's nothing. Keep on walking.
Nothing?
Come with me to the counselor's office
and you'll tell her it's nothing.
And if I don't, what are you gonna do?
- What am I gonna do? [hitting]
- [Sofiane] Whoa, whoa. Stop! Stop!
- What am I gonna do?
- Hey, whoa, whoa...
- [writes]
- [door opens]
[Sofiane] Get off me.
Sit down! Sit down!
- Tell her what happened!
- Whoa.
- I didn't do anything. I was...
- I'll tell her what happened.
He was disrespectful. Period.
That's why I had to get rough.
Kaina, how many times do I have
to tell you, we don't hit students!
You're a hall monitor, not a cop!
Thank you.
Kaina, we'll talk later.
Please, Kaina!
[inhales through teeth]
[grunts]
The door, Kaina.
- Close it, thank you.
- [Sofiane] She's crazy!
[door closes]
This can't go on, Sofiane.
Your brother ran away,
and that's terrible.
It's no excuse to misbehave.
- And stop with the wrestlers!
- He didn't run away. Okay?
- I know he didn't run away.
- Okay.
But tell me
how I can continue supporting you.
I saved you from getting expelled.
I insisted that you stay here,
to keep an eye on you, but...
I can't keep up.
Maybe I was wrong to trust you.
You think I trust you?
Not you, not anybody. Okay?
Mmm.
Okay.
[Audrey sighs]
You've got to talk to me, Sofiane.
I can really help you.
[scoffs]
Like you helped Laurine?
[Sofiane] Hmm?
You helped her and now she's doing
much better in her hospital bed.
Is it gonna be the same for me
or was she a special case?
You've found my weak spot.
You push. It hurts.
[smacks lips] Where do you think
that'll get you?
Not here, anyway.
[opens door]
Do you have a problem?
No. I'm here to have lunch
with the counselor.
What's your name again?
Victor.
Tell me something, Victor.
For a while now,
I've felt like I'm being followed.
Every time I turn around, there you are.
It's starting to piss me off, okay?
And you don't wanna see me
when I'm pissed off.
I saw you putting up notices
to find your brother.
- I can help you...
- Wait, wait.
If I needed any help,
do you think I'd ask a hobo like you?
The weird kid who couldn't even manage
to kill himself?
If you ever talk to me about my brother,
I'll take care of your suicide myself.
And it won't just be an attempt.
[theme music playing]
[school bell rings]
[Sofiane] Mélanie.
Hey, Mélanie!
You enjoy getting beaten up.
- Cut it out.
- Cut what out?
I know you dig my scars.
People say you're an asshole,
but it's way worse than that.
[exhales]
Right. Nobody even hangs out with you.
I keep to myself by choice.
All you've got is two pathetic friends
and a school that avoids you
because you're a psychopath.
Come on. Let's do this.
How much time do you have?
Not much. I have important things to do.
Luckily, with you,
it never lasts very long.
They got bigger, right?
Actually, I gotta go. [chuckles]
Wait.
Wanna hang tomorrow night? Huh?
We can't do it. My mom will be home.
No, I didn't mean... We can go out.
Out?
- What's up with you?
- Nothing...
- What's up with you?
- What's up with you?
- Seven o'clock?
- Yes.
[Luisa] My name is Luisa Manjimbe, I'm 16,
and I'm a junior
at Les Roches Noires high school.
I've been drawing since forever
and I'd like to attend your school
because I want to transform my passion
into my profession.
Tell me three things that set you apart
from the other candidates
that apply to our school every year.
I'm a young black girl
who comes from the suburbs.
I want to tell my own story
through my art.
Okay.
Tell me about your painting.
It's a self-portrait that questions
other people's ways of seeing skin color.
So, to get into the school,
you're playing the West Indian woman
who escaped from the projects,
with a bit of afro-feminism?
Is that right?
Christ, Luisa.
You've got work to do
before you're ready for the interview.
Then again, they'll never be
as mean as you, sir.
You've got to work.
You have to make sacrifices.
Otherwise, you'll stay here
with me next year.
Mmm-mmm. No way
am I rotting here with you.
Okay.
Okay. See you tomorrow.
- Huh?
- Hmm.
- Thanks for your help.
- Hmm.
♪ No need of you till we fuck all
No need of you till we fuck fuck all ♪
♪ No need of you to make them go crazy
No need of you till we smoke, pouf ♪
♪ Flow Wing Chun such as the Kung Fu
Position, I was taking in the oven ♪
♪ No need of you to make them go crazy
No need of you till we smoke smoke, pouf ♪
♪ Flow Wing Chun such as the Kung Fu
Position, I was taking in the oven ♪
MISSING - REDA KADA (18 YEARS OLD)
CONTACT ME
♪ Holes in the socks
Sports at school, hmm ♪
♪ Today if I want
I'll take the Weston, hmm ♪
♪ Got the crown around me
All the rest throne, hmm ♪
♪ I can see them all coming
With a sex toy, hmm ♪
♪ Only real winners' faces
Look good, hmm ♪
♪ I took them with the ge-gor
Like Urkel, yeah ♪
♪ I know no one, I know no one, huh
Only the home runs like in baseball, oof ♪
♪ For the bankroll or the payroll, hmm ♪
♪ I make the difference if it comes
To the penalty kick, hmm ♪
♪ Big pair of nuts on the table, hmm
MJG is on the 8 ball, bah ♪
I'm just here to talk.
I got nothing to say to you.
I'm like this because of you,
so listen to me,
because I won't tell you twice.
We didn't beat you up
because we respect your brother.
But now you're gonna stop fucking with us.
Reda wanted to leave and he did.
We had nothing to do with him leaving.
He ditched both of us.
And he was my best friend.
- Your best friend?
- Yes.
You're pretty happy without him, right?
- In your dancer's outfit...
- What?
Captain of your tired-ass team.
Preening on his scooter.
Hey. Watch your mouth.
Rodrigue, I didn't see you.
Stop hiding behind your friends.
Back off or I'll destroy you,
even if it won't give me pleasure.
Not surprising.
We know it’s Rodrigue
who gives you pleasure.
[scoffs] Huh?
[grunts]
[groaning]
[Rodrigue] You want to be a smart ass?
[Sofiane] Son of a bitch!
[motorbike revs]
Dumbass.
[motorbike revving and fading]
[Sofiane] Mom, it's me!
- What's up?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- What did you do this time?
- What?
- Nothing.
- And this, what's this?
- What does it look like?
- Have you thought about your mother?
- If she'd found that on the streets?
- Did you think about Reda?
It's been four months.
Not one message or phone call.
It doesn't seem odd to you?
- Something happened to him, Dad.
- Stop making up stories.
You know has Reda run away before.
And talking about it like you do,
it hurts your mother.
♪ Always sharp
Like the first day at school ♪
♪ When all the guys watch you ♪
♪ Don't get afraid
Or you'll leave the courtyard ♪
♪ Hang on, cold eyes, don't be stupid ♪
♪ Shiner, better to make it
Than to get it ♪
♪ From an early age, forced to evolve ♪
♪ In a pack where the ego
Gets strong on the ones close ♪
♪ Where reputations are done and undone ♪
♪ Where the smallest guys cross bridges
Go kicking without moderation ♪
♪ Constantly in war with the others
The gangs form ♪
♪ We understand soon
That we're stronger with our pals ♪
♪ All in all, the blessed age is coming ♪
♪ You think you're a man
But you're just an asshole ♪
♪ And you're the only one
Who wasn't told ♪
♪ The others play it hard
For a marble, then a girl ♪
♪ The hair stands on end
Teeth are grinding, we hit for nothing ♪
♪ Avoid the eyes, we musn't see
When it's going wrong ♪
♪ The least flaw, physical or mental
The end can be fatal ♪
♪ We grow up in the middle of ronins ♪
♪ We all have our rotten boat
On our shitty sea... ♪
- [song continues through earphones]
- [door creaking]
[cat meowing]
[thumping]
[door creaking]
[man shouting in distance]
[gasps]
[gasps]
[gasps]
[screams and grunts]
[yells]
[panting]
[screams]
[groaning]
[thunder rumbling]
Who are you?
Who the hell are you? What do you want?
I am Obé.
Why are you following me?
I'm here for your brother.
Reda? Where is he?
[Reda] Help!
Help!
Somebody?
Help me!
Reda!
Where is he?
Where is he? What did you do to him?
If you obey me, you can save him.
Bring someone tomorrow night...
to an isolated spot.
What are you talking about?
Who? Who should I bring?
Someone whose death will surprise no one.
[Obé] Tomorrow night, Sofiane.
Wait.
Wait!
[Obé] For Reda.
[Bobinet] All right, let's calm down.
- [indistinct chatter]
- Calm down! Take out your books.
Quickly.
You don't have your things, Kada?
No?
Mr. Wanderwelt,
please read to us
the last chapter of this book.
We are listening.
[clears throat]
"This fact,
so minor in and of itself,
will, for Rastignac,
be the gateway to horrible sadness.
It was growing dusk.
The damp twilight fretted his nerves.
He gazed down into the grave
and let slip his last tear of youth.
That tear, drawn by the sacred emotion
of a pure heart.
When such tears fall on Earth,
their radiance reaches heaven.
Rastignac was left alone.
He went a few steps further,
to the highest point of the cemetery,
and looked out over Paris
crookedly laying along
both sides of the Seine.
His eyes lingered almost eagerly
between the Vendôme Column
and the Dôme des Invalides,
where lived the high society
he wanted to join.
On this hive of activity,
he gave a look which seemed
to suck his honey in advance...
[sniffles]
and he said these grandiose words:
'Henceforth, there is war between us.'"
[boy] Hey, suicide kid,
have some self-respect.
- [students chuckle]
- [Bobinet] Hey.
So, while Victor dries his tears,
who wants to tell me
what this text is about?
[Sofiane] Hey.
Where were you, man?
I looked for you everywhere.
Hang on.
Please!
I'm sorry, okay?
What I said yesterday...
I didn't mean it.
Ever since my brother...
I'm not myself anymore.
I'm getting expelled, I'm messing around.
[chuckles] Look at me.
I spit on people like you
who want to help me.
And I don't know why.
Anyway...
Sorry.
Sofiane!
It's nice of you,
but you didn't have to walk me home.
Don't try to avoid this conversation.
Avoid what?
Huh?
Bastien, I already told you,
I'm not the kind of girl
who'll watch you train.
I'm not going to kiss you
in front of your friends.
I'm not saying you weren't clear
from the beginning.
I just thought, with time,
it might get more serious.
Why does it have to be serious, Bastien?
If there are feelings,
then it's obviously serious, no?
I'm changing schools next year
and you know it.
We weren't supposed to get attached.
That wasn't my plan.
Why does attachment
have to be something negative?
You're not the only one that has plans,
or ambition.
I've always been there for you
with your drawings.
I’ve always supported you
with your new school and everything.
Don’t act like I’m holding you back
when I support you.
It's true.
I don't know what I'm saying.
So I'm sorry,
because you do everything right.
No.
- I don't do everything right.
- Yes, you do.
If I did, you'd introduce me
to your grandmother.
I could kiss you in public and...
maybe we'd sleep together.
At least introduce me to your grandmother.
I'm dying to meet her.
Come on, please!
Everybody knows she does voodoo.
What?
Seriously, Luisa?
What's the problem?
What are you ashamed of?
I'm not ashamed of anything.
I'm protecting you.
Every time I talk about your grandmother,
you shut down.
Why can't you understand?
I don't want you to come to my house.
That’s enough.
[Hervé sighs]
- [Martina] If it's not working this time...
- [Hervé] I know, my love.
- [Martina] You swear?
- [Hervé] Don't worry, it'll be fine.
[Hervé] I don't feel good.
I'm feeling dizzy.
- If it doesn't work, we'll do it my way.
- Yes, I swear.
[Hervé] Please be cool now, okay?
I need you. Really.
[Grandma] Psst.
Where were you?
You knew he was coming tonight
and you went out with your friends?
I didn't know. And why is he here again?
It's the fifth time
you're curing his cancer.
Now he's making his wife believe
he's possessed.
[in Creole] What do you want me to do?
- [in French] Come help me.
- [whispers] I have stuff to do.
Come help!
We'll do the usual act.
It will take two seconds.
Infidelity spirit, my ass!
[Hervé] Grandma, my mouth is kinda dry.
[Grandma] Mmm?
[Luisa] Hello, Hervé.
- [Martina] Hello.
- [Luisa] Hello.
[Hervé chuckles] Grandma,
she gets more beautiful every day.
Better lock her up
before someone steals her.
- [Grandma chuckles] Right...
- [chuckles]
- [new age music playing]
- Oh, God, I'm hot.
I'm having cold sweats, Grandma.
It's nothing.
[Hervé] Luisa?
- Can I ask you to hold my hand?
- [Grandma] Mmm-mmm.
- We're going to begin.
- [Hervé] Come near me.
[sighs] Thanks.
- It has a strong smell.
- It's gonna be all right.
[Hervé shudders]
[Grandma] Come on.
Relax.
[groaning]
- [in Creole] Spirit, leave this man alone.
- [Hervé coughs]
- Spirit, leave this man alone.
- [groaning]
Nobody wants you here.
Spirit, leave this man alone.
[in French] I asked for a small ritual.
[in Creole] Spirit, leave this man alone.
Nobody wants you here.
[in French] Grandma, I'm scared!
[in Creole] Spirit, leave this man alone.
- Leave him alone, I tell you.
- [laughs hysterically]
Spirit, leave this man alone.
- Spirit, leave this man alone.
- [groaning and shuddering]
- Spirit, leave this man alone.
- [laughs and groans]
[in French] Grandma!
[Grandma in Creole] Nobody wants you here.
Spirit, leave this man alone.
[in French] Grandma?
- [Grandma] It's nothing.
- [Luisa] You're sure?
Mmm.
It's gonna be all right.
[gasps]
[Grandma whispers in Creole]
Spirit, leave this man alone.
[exhales slowly]
[in French in deep voice] So it's you...
crazy old woman.
Grandma, what's going on?
- Is he pretending?
- [growls]
- [Grandma] Spirit, leave this man alone.
- What is this?
[growls]
[chuckles] Crazy old woman,
do you think you intimidate me?
Leave him alone...
- Stop.
- [Martina screams]
Shut up, bitch! [screams]
[Grandma in Creole]
Spirit, leave this man alone.
[groans]
- [n French] Grandma!
- [growling and groaning]
[in Creole] Leave him alone, I tell you.
- Spirit, leave this man alone.
- [screams and growls]
[in French] Grandma, what is it?
Now you know, old hag.
- What are you waiting for, Grandma?
- [Martina screams]
[Grandma in Creole]
Spirit, leave this man alone!
[Luisa in French] Get out of here!
[Grandma in Creole] Leave this man alone!
- [in French] Help me!
- [Luisa] Grandma, do something!
[in Creole] Okay. Hold him.
- [screams]
- [groans]
[Luisa in French] Grandma, go!
[groaning]
[Luisa] Grandma, hurry up!
- [Hervé] Let me go!
- [Luisa] Hurry up!
[screams]
[screams]
[screams]
- [Grandma in Creole] Leave this man alone!
- [groaning]
Leave him alone!
- Leave this man alone.
- [growls]
- Leave this man alone.
- [yells]
- Leave this man alone.
- [roars]
[Grandma in French] Luisa,
I'm not feeling good.
- [breathing heavily] I'm not good.
- [Luisa] Grandma!
What am I supposed to do?
It's not working, Grandma.
It's not working!
[groaning]
[screams]
[gasps]
[breathes heavily]
[Hervé murmurs]
Hervé, come on.
I saved your life, didn’t I?
- It's true. You're a saint, Grandma.
- Hmm.
How many times are you going to save me?
- As many times as needed.
- [chuckles]
Thank you very much.
The doctors said the cancer was incurable.
- Thank you!
- We'll find you an apartment, okay?
We'll find you a palace
for you and your princess.
Yes, okay, thank you.
Don't worry, Hervé has everything.
Old apartments, new apartments.
He has houses...
- She knows. We'll leave you now.
- Have a safe journey.
Do I have to take anything
before sleeping?
- No, nothing.
- Nothing?
You're going to sleep like a baby.
[chuckles]
- Thank you again.
- Goodbye.
[Grandma] "New disturbance...
Possession of non-initiate by spirit."
I thought only initiates
could be possessed.
You know, in trying to cure him,
I did too many rituals on him.
He's become too sensitive to the energies.
I shouldn't have gone so far.
- So you did this for the money.
- Well...
Should I be giving handouts instead?
You think it's my miserable pension
that's keeping you fed?
And buying your fancy clothes?
You're too good for school,
too good for the projects...
- and even too good to take over here.
- I never said that.
Huh?
I just want to choose what I want to do.
My dear girl,
you think that you can choose?
Let me tell you something.
For people like us,
it's life that chooses for us.
[inhales through teeth]
[cell phone vibrates]
Where do you want to put up the posters?
Wanna see something dope?
What is it?
You'll see.
- Is it much farther?
- No, it's right here.
[thunder rumbling]
[Victor] It's beautiful.
[Sofiane] I used to come here
with my brother.
He is perfect.
What do I have to do?
[Obé] Push him.
- What?
- What did you say?
- Push him? What are you talking about?
- Kill him now.
- [Victor] Who are you talking to?
- I'm not killing anyone.
If you don't push him,
your brother will die.
Sofiane, what's happening to you?
- Who are you talking to?
- I can't do it.
You can't what?
What are you talking about?
- I can't kill him. I can't do it.
- [Victor] What?
- You're scaring me.
- Stay here. Stay here!
If you don't push him,
your brother will die. Go get him.
Hang on, I can't...
[panting]
- Get him.
- Victor!
Boo.
[screams]
[Sofiane grunts]
[Obé] It's your brother or him!
[grunting]
[Obé] Finish it.
I know it's hard, but do it for Reda!
Do it for your brother!
This is your only chance!
[grunts]
- I can't.
- [coughs]
I can't.
I can't.
One life for another.
You have to sacrifice one
to save your brother.
Go on, Sofiane.
What if it were mine?
What if I was the sacrifice?
Huh?
What if you took my life?
[breathing heavily]
Grandma, are you okay?
There are too many clients these days.
It isn't normal.
- If I'd finished your initiation...
- Not tonight.
- Please, not tonight.
- You'd feel it like me.
[sighs]
There's something in the air.
Something bad is coming.
[Obé] Someone has to die tonight.
[coughs]
Come on, jump.
Come on, Sofiane.
Reda will know what you did for him.
- Swear that you'll save him.
- I will.
- [Sofiane] Swear it!
- I swear.
But I need a murder.
No, stop!
- [grunts]
- [both groan]
No, Victor, fuck!
- Let go of me! Let go of me!
- Don't do this. It's not a solution!
Why did you come back?
What are you doing here?
Let me jump!
You have to jump, Sofiane!
Murder! It's the only solution!
But a suicide isn't a murder!
[Sofiane] Huh?
- What?
- A suicide isn't a murder!
[Sofiane] Huh?
Obé?
Obé, is what he said true?
Answer me, God damn it!
Obé!
I was gonna throw myself off the roof.
You fucking son of a bitch,
I was gonna jump!
I don't have all the answers!
What?
I take care of murdered souls.
I transport them.
World of mortals.
World of the dead.
That's it!
What?
[coughs]
[growls]
I need a murder in order to go back home
before we disappear.
Me and Reda's soul.
"Reda's soul"? What do you mean?
Where is Reda?
- Where is my brother?
- He is with me.
Do you want to see him?
Watch.
Help! Help me! Somebody!
[sobbing] Don't do this. I'm begging you,
don't do this.
[whimpers]
Stop!
Stop!
I swear, nobody will know.
I won't tell anyone in school.
No! No! No!
[Sofiane] Reda!
Reda!
Reda...
You killed him.
- You killed him.
- [Obé] No.
I only came to collect his soul.
You can still save that part of him.
So get yourself together!
[breathing heavily]
I live here.
You're going home?
Did you see what I saw?
He's dead.
Reda... is dead.
How am I gonna tell my parents?
No one will know.
I will.
I'm going to go.
- Bye.
- Wait!
[whimpers]
Sorry.
I can't stand being touched.
I'm really sorry.
Jesus, Victor! Hey.
Do you know what time it is?
- I was seriously freaking out!
- Sorry.
Look at you.
- What happened to you?
- Nothing.
No, Victor, wait.
That wasn't the deal.
You have to tell me what's going on.
You can't shut me out.
Come on, don't make me
be the annoying mother.
I was with a friend. Is that okay?
[sighs]
A friend? That's good news!
- What's his name?
- Sofiane.
[sighs]
Bad time?
I was doing something.
Are you okay?
Yes.
Ever since you got out of the hospital,
you paint when you're not okay.
And now, you're painting.
Doesn't make any sense, but okay.
I'm fine. I promise.
I heard you cried in class.
[sighs]
It's good if you're finally owning up
to being weird, Victor.
That's the only way
you're gonna make friends.
See you.
[doorbell buzzes]
[dog barking]
[whispering] Are you insane?
My mom is sleeping.
- Please let me in...
- No, you're crazy.
Mélanie...
Drop dead, okay?
Please, what's wrong?
For once, you suggest doing
something normal, and you stand me up?
It's not like that.
- Please, let me in.
- Who do you think you are?
You think I'm gonna run after you
when you give me attention?
You don't give a shit about me
and I don't give a shit about you.
What?
We're gonna stop seeing each other.
Wait. What are you talking about?
[woman] Mélanie, who is it?
Nobody, Mom. Go back to bed.
Go on.
All right, come in.
Come in.
[kissing]
[both breathing heavily]
[moaning]
[panting]
[cell phone vibrates]
- I bet he came home.
- [Céline] Yes, just now...
Sorry to have bothered you for nothing.
You didn't. Is he okay?
It's hard to tell with him sometimes.
Hmm.
Did you manage to stay calm?
You know me.
[chuckles]
- He was with a friend.
- Who?
Sofiane, I think.
[sighs] Hmm. Okay.
I'll try to talk to him tomorrow, okay?
I didn't dare ask, but thanks.
- Thanks.
- It's my pleasure.
- We'll talk again tomorrow?
- Yes.
- Good night.
- Good night.
[typing]
VOODOO CULT
A BRIEF SUMMARY OF VOODOO
USING YOUR BLOOD TO INVOKE THE GODS
THE VOODOO BLOOD OATH
[sighs]
[school bell rings]
[indistinct chatter]
Move.
Come on, move.
- Luisa.
- What do you want?
We need to talk
about your grandma's business.
Why are you talking about my grandmother?
Last night, I looked on the Web
- and I read some stuff about voodoo...
- Stop bugging me, please.
The thing where you make sacrifices
to get what you want.
- Is that clear?
- I don't know what you're talking about.
- Leave me...
- There's all this shit with blood, right?
That's what attracts the gods,
that's what's valuable.
So I was thinking, instead of making
a sacrifice to control people,
could you control...
a god?
I don't know what you're looking for,
but it's very dangerous.
Even I wouldn't do it.
You need to stay far away
from all of that, Sofiane.
Believe me.
Don't worry.
I was just checking the rumor.
You and your grandma are actually
just bumping off kittens...
You've got a nine.
Get out of my classroom.
You've got no business here, Sofiane.
[gasps softly]
[Sofiane] Obé!
Sofiane, what are you doing?
Obé!
- Wait! Why are you calling him?
- Obé!
Sofiane.
Has the mortal been thinking?
Yeah.
And now, you're gonna listen to me.
You need us to kill somebody?
- I'll do it.
- Sofiane!
I'll do it!
But the only person I wanna kill
is the son of a bitch
that killed my brother.
Nobody else.
You help me find out who it is,
- and I kill him for you.
- Stop!
- Don't say things like that! You can't...
- I can't what?
For my brother,
there's nothing I won't do.
Nothing.
[Victor] I can't stay here.
So?
- Obé?
- It's a deal.
- But you'll have to do a blood oath.
- An oath?
Yes.
But there'll have to be two of you.
You shouldn't have gotten rid
of your Good Samaritan.
[Sofiane] Victor.
Hey.
- Wait for me.
- No!
Victor!
- You can't leave me hanging like that.
- No!
He's going to help us.
I can't stick around when you say
you're going to kill someone.
You think I want to?
- You strangled me yesterday.
- That's the thing.
I know if I come face to face
with that piece of garbage,
I won't be able to stop myself.
So I need you, Victor. I need you!
You have to stop me from doing it.
You can't trust him.
I don't trust him.
But I trust you, okay?
We're gonna turn Obé's shit
upside down, okay?
He's just gonna help us find the guy
who iced my brother, that's all.
[Sofiane opens box cutter]
[Sofiane] We'll make the oath
but we won't kill anyone.
- [blade slices]
- [Sofiane groans]
Here.
Go on.
[whimpering]
[groans]
Squeeze my hand.
Come on, fuck!
If this goes wrong, can we back out of it?
Come on!
[Victor] Sofiane? Sofiane?
[yells]
So let's talk about Rastignac again.
Native of Angoulême, he settled in Paris
to pursue legal studies.
He's an ambitious young man
who looks at the high society
with both surprised and envious eyes.
And he will show us that
he will do anything to achieve his goal.
So today we can say
that the term "Rastignac"
indicates a social climber.
And all this leads us
to the concept of meritocracy.
Since Kada looks so interested
in what I'm saying,
maybe he can answer the question?
Uh... Sorry, sir, I didn't hear.
I was talking about meritocracy,
a concept that no doubt escapes you
since, despite your efforts,
the administration continues
to allow you to stay in this school.
- [Sofiane] I know what it is.
- Do you now?
Yes.
It's a state where each individual
gets what he deserves.
That's correct.
Did you slam your head
against a wall, Kada?
[students laugh]
[softly] You're the one that needs
to slam your head against a wall, asshole.
[straining]
- [male student] Mr. Bobinet?
- [female student] Sir?
[students gasp]
[indistinct chatter]
[breathing heavily]
- [groaning]
- [students exclaiming]
[theme music playing]