Mythomaniac (2019): Season 2, Episode 1 - Épisode 7 - full transcript
PREVIOUSLY ON MYTHO
Are you having personal problems, Elvira?
Are you stressed?
Overwhelmed by your children?
I hate you.
- Your work?
- You didn't buy any chips?
Slavery of the modern woman.
I lied to Patrick.
You're acting weird. What's wrong?
A tumor.
- Mom has breast cancer.
- A tumor.
What's shocked me was, from that
moment on everybody was really nice to me.
Don't you see?
This scare, it's our chance.
Elvira? I want to marry you.
What about Brigitte?
I've been wanting to end it
for a while now. She's just too demanding.
Lying, Elvira,
is not something
everyone can get away with.
You must be meticulous.
I don't know how to go back.
Will you still wanna marry me,
if we find out it's nothing?
Always be wary of your neighbors.
You should take a test to see how
receptive you are to the energies of love.
- Elvira Giannini.
- Nope.
- Sorry, no patient under that name.
- Dad!
It's not true. I'm not sick.
Your mother was pretending to be sick.
- She lied to us.
- How could you do that to us, huh?
Get out. Leave us alone.
I'm looking for
Maria Magdalena Giannini.
My name is Lorenzo.
A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
♪ Dreams are for the making ♪
♪ They will serve you well ♪
♪ Make a dream to set you free ♪
♪ Dreams are for the taking ♪
♪ Covering like a shell ♪
♪ Shelter both for you and me ♪
♪ Glowing fires in winter ♪
♪ Friends to bring good cheer ♪
♪ Dreams can bring you all you need... ♪
- Good evening.
- Hello.
We're collecting toys.
For needy children.
Yes.
Honey, can you bring me
the big bag in the kitchen, please?
We got your flyer.
How's your dad?
He's doing okay.
Have you heard of our organization?
Awakening to Life?
Uh, yes, a little.
We help those in need,
but we also organize seminars.
- About the question of self-esteem.
- We're not interested in that.
Oh, I don't think any child would
be happy to get this for Christmas.
She's very nice. But he's
your typical asshole, if you ask me.
You like it when I swear, do you?
It's good to see you like this.
Let's go home, we're done for now.
I've got a surprise for you.
- Really?
- Mm-hm. To thank you for coming with me.
Cool.
Can't you be faster?
We've got five minutes.
Slower, slower. It'll cook better.
Unbelievable.
Wait, wait. It's not done yet.
What if it's not ready?
It still
needs to simmer for a bit.
- You'll see.
- Mm... Okay.
- Smells really weird.
- Yeah, it's missing something.
Some fresh cream.
Really?
What's with him?
Sam invited Renan to dinner.
- Renan?
- Yeah, I think it's his boyfriend.
No, he isn't yet.
But he'd like him to be.
Of course we're out of cream.
How about milk?
We have milk. Will that work?
- You hungry?
- Starving.
You know we're the only house
without decorations, right?
Yeah.
Seriously, that sucks.
- This smells like garbage.
- Get your fingers out!
Cooking is just like being in love.
It's important to put your heart into it.
And wash your hands properly.
We should just order Chinese food.
Is there money in the jar?
I don't know.
What a drag.
Hello!
Hi, there.
Uh... Your dad invited me
to dinner tonight.
That's nice.
- He didn't tell you?
- Uh, no.
But... okay.
It's a strawberry cake.
You invited Sandrine?
Uh, no, I don't think so.
Hello, Sonia.
Hey, you.
Hi there, Sandrine.
I made a dessert.
And I brought some wine.
Okay.
I'll go put the cake in the kitchen.
You okay, Virginie?
Mm.
Hello, Carole.
- Good evening, Renan.
- Hello.
So, are you both in the same class?
No, I'm actually only in prep.
- Mm.
- Yeah.
But it's in the same school.
- Want some bread?
- No.
He's studying for entrance exams,
but at the same time he's writing a novel.
Mm-hm. He's got a lot of talent.
Thanks, but... how do you know that?
You haven't read it.
I thought you had to be really old
to be a writer.
- Or even dead.
- Sonia, do you want some?
No, thanks, I'm not that hungry.
Carole, Sam?
- No, thanks.
- Patrick.
Just a little bit.
Maybe we should go right to dessert.
I must say this is very nice,
having dinner all together.
As a family.
It's too bad Mom isn't here.
Virginie.
Stop.
It's true. It's a shame.
What are we gonna do for Christmas?
- It's in ten days.
- Don't mention her at the table.
- Okay, well, we've gotta go.
- Yeah, me too.
Really?
Shouldn't you ask Dad first?
He's your dad?
- No, but, uh...
- It sounded weird, like he was your dad.
Okay Virginie, don't be smart.
Would you please sit back down?
Come on. Sit down at the table.
You two girls.
So, uh... your parents, what do they do?
Oh, come on. So boring.
Do you mind? I wanna know
more about Sam's boyfriend.
No, no. My mom's a lawyer.
And my dad owns the hardware store,
the one just out of town.
Oh, yeah. I know where it is.
Right beside the gym?
Yeah, that's it.
Oh, yes! I know your dad
well, he's at the gym often.
- Oh.
- It's funny.
Uh, Sandrine?
Could you not mention to his dad
that Renan was here tonight?
- Sure.
- I don't get it. What's the problem?
Well, I don't have the best reputation.
- Sam.
- His parents don't know he's here.
Hold on. You lied to his parents?
- No. Not at all.
- No, we just...
I don't fucking agree to that!
No way in hell. Lying isn't a part
of this family anymore, understood?
I'm sorry.
Thanks for ruining the mood, Sandrine.
Look, Virginie, would you please
be nice to Sandrine?
Remember she paid for
your school lunches, and the dentist...
- Your swimming gear.
- And swimming gear. So be nice to her.
Actually, you should say "Thank you,
Sandrine." Go on, I'm listening.
We had brie for lunch today in the cafe.
Okay, fine. I get it.
Uh, wait...
It was just a joke.
- Sandrine.
- No, it's fine.
Oh, yeah, well done. Thanks a lot, guys.
Really.
Oh, come on. It wasn't our fault.
- We're not playing with her feelings.
- Letting her think you'll sleep together.
You know what, I'm done with you.
Can I come in?
Hello, Clémence.
Hello, Elvira.
How was dinner at Mrs. Menard's?
It wasn't really a dinner.
We did a role-playing game.
- I was a dog and my husband was a cow.
- Hm.
How about here?
Kids went to bed early.
And I read them three stories.
What's happening at your place?
Sandrine was over.
But she didn't stay very long.
Sam invited that Renan boy.
You know him? I'm a bit worried,
he's not good at choosing boyfriends.
And Sonia lives there, apparently.
- I heard her parents have separated.
- Ah.
I saw Virginie. She's wearing makeup.
- A little too much.
- Ah.
- I have a letter for her.
- Mm-hm.
Here.
- Okay.
- Clémence?
Where are you?
He's been on my back lately.
You coming?
Be right there!
Well, I'd better go.
- Good night.
- Good night.
- There's something I don't get.
- Yeah?
Does your dad sleep in a kennel?
He doesn't wanna be in his bedroom,
because of my mom.
Do you hear from her?
From afar. Once in a while.
- Do you miss her at all?
- No.
I... I don't know.
Okay.
- My mom before the lies, yes.
- Mm.
You smell good.
Not like your dad.
Hmm.
Good night.
Good night.
My beautiful girl, my angel.
My pride and joy.
I want you to know that I think about you,
all the time, every single day.
You're always in my thoughts.
Even when you're not with me.
Keep being as brave as you are.
Hurry, we're gonna be late.
Be kind to yourself, and others.
Honey, one day I promise
everything will go back to the way it was.
Or close to it.
Give your brother and sister
a kiss for me.
And tell them I love them very much.
- That from Mom?
- Yeah.
Is she okay?
Yeah.
- I can read it to you if you want.
- No.
Jacques Lacan writes: "Oedipus
didn't go through an Oedipus complex."
What he means is that even though
today the Oedipus complex
refers to people who have
certain problematic parents,
at the moment Oedipus kills that man,
he doesn't know it's his father.
Therefore...
he isn't truly going through
an Oedipus Complex.
It's the opposite.
He's in fact actually running away
from the people he thinks are his parents.
In order to avoid
the prophecy being fulfilled. Right?
After becoming the king of Thebes
and after marrying his mother,
he had answered,
as you all know, the Sphinx's riddle.
You remember the Sphinx's riddle?
To avoid the prophecy being fulfilled,
and wanting
to spare them,
- he ends up killing his father. Yeah?
- Excuse me?
- Yes?
- Can I go to the washroom?
No, you can wait till recess.
But sir, it's an emergency.
Hey, sir, that's abuse.
- Yeah, be nice.
- All right, all right.
So, what does Lacan's analysis teach us?
What are you doing?
You're not happy to see me?
Yes.
I just felt like
spending time with my cousin.
But I've got classes till noon.
How about after?
What?
What are you doing?
I'm making lunch earlier.
You're totally crazy!
All right, everyone...
Is this good?
Totally.
Fuck, I love it. It's so cool.
Oh, shit.
It's all right. Hold on.
I'll restart the engine.
Okay? Good.
There you go.
Cool.
Are you coming for dinner?
I don't know. Yes?
Will your mom be there?
Uh... no.
Have you heard from her?
Yeah.
She sends letters to Virginie.
Is this okay?
Yeah, yeah. Keep going.
Where is she living now?
I don't know.
Don't say anything about the letters.
Dad doesn't know.
No. Of course not.
How's he doing?
He's not great.
Wanna go eat?
Okay.
But I don't have any money.
Don't worry, It's on me.
I left the lasagna
on the top shelf of the refrigerator.
Okay, great. Thanks, girls.
Also, we should tell you...
- tomorrow we're going to Pleucadeuc.
- It's in Morbihan.
It's the annual convention.
For single twins in France.
Hmm.
But, um... Hold on.
You're going for how long?
We're going for two weeks.
Or more if things go well.
Oh, yeah. Two weeks? That's, uh...
That's an eternity.
How will I manage without you?
Okay.
Well, I hope you have a lot of fun.
Yes?
I finished all the ironing.
I just need to put the duvet cover on.
I'll give you a hand.
Oh. Thanks.
Elvira, I need to tell you something.
Yes?
My husband's family are coming to visit
over the Christmas holidays.
And...
We're gonna need this room.
Who are they?
What do you mean?
Which family members are coming to visit?
None of your business.
For weeks
you've been holed up in this room.
It was only supposed to be for a few days.
The kids had to move to the guest bedroom.
- And my husband...
- Tell him I can work harder.
- That's not the problem, Elvira.
- You can't do this to me.
You know very well I need this window.
I need to see my kids.
Don't you think it's time?
To talk to Patrick and the kids.
You can't spend your life spying on them.
I'm not spying. I'm watching them live.
I'm not ready to go back yet.
I need more time.
If you wait too long,
they won't need you anymore, Elvira.
They're doing fine without me anyway.
A mom is just a cleaning lady.
Your children might not need you,
but obviously you need them.
So make an effort. It's almost Christmas.
It's the time
when everybody forgives everybody.
Okay. I'll leave you alone.
You did! The narrator isn't omniscient.
She can't always know what's going on.
She's imagining what's happening.
It's the same process used in Vertigo,
the scene with the disappearance...
See you.
See you.
Hey. Cool looking ride.
I know, right?
Cool looking cousin, you mean.
Forget it, you're not his type.
How do you know what his type is?
Three months ago,
you didn't even know he existed.
It's a family thing.
Oh, yeah, right.
"A family thing." Bullshit.
You coming? What are you doing?
Yeah!
Hey.
You're back.
Yes.
There's no one.
We live in a time of jerks.
People stay home eating shit
ordered on the Internet.
Where have you been?
Around Nice.
But I didn't find anything interesting.
And you?
- Have you heard from her?
- Wait.
This letter.
She says she is doing fine,
but I don't know where she is.
As usual.
You know, I'm already sick
of this situation.
What are you doing?
Are you staying here tonight?
What about Karina? Where is she?
What about Karina... If they ask you,
just say you don't know where she is.
I got it.
- Hello there.
- Hello.
What can I do for you this fine day?
One 8-and-a-half, please.
- Right away.
- Thank you.
You're welcome.
Ah.
Could you drop this off for me
at my house tonight?
It's urgent.
Yes, of course.
Thanks.
YOU DON'T WANT TO TALK TO ME ANYMORE?
Hey, Dad?
Mm-hm?
Don't you think it's time
you took a shower?
We all know you just let the water run,
but you don't wash.
Right? You just pretend?
Uh-huh.
I smell like shit.
Because I feel like shit,
because of your mother.
- And shit smells like shit.
- I understand.
But you've gotta do something about it.
Renan thought
you were sleeping in a kennel.
Like a dog.
- People already think we're weirdos.
- Okay.
FROM: RENAN
I'm here.
- You okay?
- Hi.
Your messaging's borderline harassment.
Sorry... No, I'm sorry. I...
I kind of felt like you were avoiding me.
At lunch you walked by
like you didn't even see me.
No.
Not at all, it's just that...
I was having a conversation with Louise
about this short story I wrote and...
She just doesn't get it.
Okay.
'Cause I was starting to think:
"He hated the dinner last night, he was
bored, he thinks my family's too weird..."
- It is a bit weird.
- Yeah.
But it was a fun dinner.
I don't think you realize
how lucky you are.
When I think of my family...
So uninteresting, you know?
Nothing I could ever write about.
Yeah.
I'd love it if one day
you'd let me read a couple of pages.
You can't do that, you know.
You can't just ask to read something
like that. You can't ask a writer that.
- Okay.
- That's...
- Sorry.
- No.
- It's just a really rude...
- I didn't know. I'm sorry.
Okay, now you do know. So there.
Yeah.
Okay, well I've gotta finish my essay.
See you.
Huh?
Hello, Patrick.
Hi, Lorenzo.
- How are you? It's good to see you.
- Here.
Oh, thanks.
I'll give you the money later.
- I'm a little broke right now.
- Don't worry.
There's a letter for you.
- Is it a bill?
- No.
It's handwritten.
Hey, that's...
That's Elvira's handwriting.
Uh... You wanna read it to me?
Sure.
"Patrick, I've been doing
a lot of thinking.
I think that everything
that happened to us was like a seed,
that had been growing...
for a long time. Years, maybe.
Our daily life with the kids wore us out,
you and I...
So much dirty laundry.
Something had to explode
in order for things to change.
I would like...
us to spend Christmas together.
I would like to be together...
as a family,
with the children.
Like every other family.
I would like
to start from scratch.
Elvira."
That's it?
Yes.
Fucking hell.
That is just like her.
That's all? There's no...
no... sorry anywhere?
There's no...
"Sorry I screwed up your whole life"?
"Sorry for disappearing for weeks on end"?
"Sorry for ruining everything we had"!
Fuck.
But still...
She's the mother of your children.
So it's normal
to see each other at Christmas.
You could tell her yes.
Just for one night.
But I can't.
I just can't. It's like I've had
something stuck here, you know?
Like the feeling she's been
lying to me from the beginning.
That she's been lying to me
since the day we first met.
Lorenzo!
Hi!
This is awesome.
And you even brought pizzas, cool!
Sorry, Dad,
but I'm sick of the twins' cooking.
I'll set the table. I'm starving. So cool!
Hey.
Please, don't say anything to the kids.
- Don't worry.
- Okay.
Thanks. Thanks.
"Despite the things I've understood,
I'm not improving.
I make mistakes at work
and feel no satisfaction."
"I feel like everyone
wants the worst for me."
"I have a guilty conscience.
I feel alone in distress."
Do you want to tell us something?
Does this resonate with you?
Would you like to tell us?
Does anyone want to speak for Carole?
Carole feels responsible for
her close friend falling off a rooftop.
- He's a paraplegic now.
- But I am responsible.
Maybe Carole is angry at her mother.
Because of her lies.
That's bullshit.
That's not it at all.
This thing is total bullshit.
It's normal.
Rebellion is part of the process.
Clémence.
"I had too much sun in my childhood."
Yes, Clémence?
I don't get it.
Search for what that sentence
means for you.
Why was it addressed to you?
I don't know.
I see your efforts Clémence.
But it's not enough.
I asked you to sleep in separate rooms,
to start the identification process,
before purification.
- Did you do it?
- We're starting tonight.
- I'm telling her now.
- What?
This has gone on too long.
This isn't a hotel.
Mathieu, wait!
Elvira, we need to talk.
You okay?
No, look... It can wait until tomorrow.
Elvira, wait a sec.
Take this.
Thanks.
RENAN
I'M SORRY
Hello, Pierre.
Hello, Mickaël.
- Hello, Hassan.
- I thought she moved away.
- What's she doing here?
- Hi, Aurélie.
- I thought she'd killed herself.
- Hi, Céline.
Hello.
Uh...
- Can we help you?
- I'm looking for Channa.
- Madame Diallo?
- Yes.
- Okay. Do you have an appointment?
- Oh, no. I don't.
Sorry, but you are?
The Devil.
Oh, yeah.
That's what you all think, right?
Well, now I'm on the street
and I've got no job. So there.
Happy now?
Did I pay enough, or do you want more?
Ever hear of forgive and forget, huh?
- Ma'am. Come with me.
- Great.
Yes?
Sorry to disturb you,
but this person really wants to see you.
- Thanks. Hey.
- Sure.
Elvira Giannini, back at Gépéma.
Returning to the scene
of the crime, is that it?
Why are you looking at me like that?
Expect me to forgive you?
No, I...
I've missed you.
Okay. Tell me what I can do for you.
Give me my job back.
Impossible.
You were fired for gross misconduct.
I need money, Channa.
After everything that's happened,
my family's at an impasse.
We can't find a way to reconnect.
And the only thing that'll work
is if we go away on a big trip together.
Away from all the gloom and doom,
and start from scratch. Understand?
I need to work. Help me, please.
Elvira, I'd love to be able to rehire you.
Brunet was right,
they really are incompetent losers.
But you have no idea how tense it is
with head office right now.
They're pressuring us, threatening
to close us down over anything.
If they found out I rehired you,
I may as well put a bullet in my head.
Understand?
I'm sorry.
Patrick?
Uh, no.
Sorry.
Hello.
Congratulations.
Thanks.
PHARMACY
Hi.
I came to get my plate.
Of course, it hasn't been cleaned.
Listen, I'm really sorry
about the other night.
They're teenagers, and you know how it is.
No, I don't know how it is.
- I can't have children, remember?
- Yeah, I remember.
Yeah. What I mean is...
they don't realize.
They're confused,
but the truth is
we're really lucky to have your help.
I really want you right now.
Uh... really?
I want you badly. I wanna kiss you.
Isn't it obvious?
Even the kids noticed.
I'm really sorry, but...
I am not feeling it right now.
Sorry, it's not...
It's not you, it's me. I'm, um...
I'm afraid my dental hygiene
has been bad, of late.
To be honest,
I'm not really feeling so great.
Because of the pharmacist?
Um, Brigitte?
No, no.
Actually, yeah, maybe a little,
because since we've stopped seeing
each other, I don't get my meds.
I don't get my vitamins.
So my energy is low.
Uh, but it's probably better.
I was taking too much.
The whole story with Elvira and...
Wait.
Listen, why don't we, you know...
Take our time? Go slow?
Okay.
- So, um, see you.
- Yeah.
Hello?
Can someone give me a hand?
Awesome!
- Ta-da.
- Hi.
That's good.
So cool. It's great.
No, don't put it like that.
- Oh, here.
- No!
- Wanna put it on?
- No.
- Come on, please?
- Do it for me.
You could put both on.
Thanks.
Oh, sorry.
Should we put something there?
Here.
It's like I'm giving you
my body, my heart...
my whole life.
Is that better?
- Hello.
- Hello.
I would like...
- a whiskey, please.
- A whiskey.
Hello,
you've reached Isa's voicemail.
Leave a message and I'll
get back to you as soon as possible.
Yes, Isa, it's Elvira.
Listen, um...
I know we haven't...
I know we haven't spoken in a long time.
But... Anyway, I don't know.
Uh, I don't...
I don't know where
I'm gonna sleep. That's it.
Um... I'm sorry,
I can't talk anymore.
Okay, big kisses to you, and also Jeff.
I can help you out.
I've got a sofa bed in the living room.
Mr. Brunet?
You scared me to death.
I don't know if you've noticed...
It's always when
you're reluctant to go somewhere
that you have the best time.
Other times you're getting ready
and you say to yourself:
"Tonight is gonna be a great night,"
and it ends up being dull and boring.
You need to be
open to the unexpected, Elvira.
Elvira, I've got something to say.
I'm only offering you
a place to stay out of politeness.
I don't want you to think something
will happen between the two of us.
Uh, no. Well...
I'm not at all attracted to you.
Just so we're clear?
I'll change the sheets now.
You are so not my type.
Not my type at all. Not even close.
Good night.
Good night.
♪ You wanna turn it into something good ♪
♪ But cutting out the heart
Is what you do ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
Subtitle translation by Rhys Guillerme
Are you having personal problems, Elvira?
Are you stressed?
Overwhelmed by your children?
I hate you.
- Your work?
- You didn't buy any chips?
Slavery of the modern woman.
I lied to Patrick.
You're acting weird. What's wrong?
A tumor.
- Mom has breast cancer.
- A tumor.
What's shocked me was, from that
moment on everybody was really nice to me.
Don't you see?
This scare, it's our chance.
Elvira? I want to marry you.
What about Brigitte?
I've been wanting to end it
for a while now. She's just too demanding.
Lying, Elvira,
is not something
everyone can get away with.
You must be meticulous.
I don't know how to go back.
Will you still wanna marry me,
if we find out it's nothing?
Always be wary of your neighbors.
You should take a test to see how
receptive you are to the energies of love.
- Elvira Giannini.
- Nope.
- Sorry, no patient under that name.
- Dad!
It's not true. I'm not sick.
Your mother was pretending to be sick.
- She lied to us.
- How could you do that to us, huh?
Get out. Leave us alone.
I'm looking for
Maria Magdalena Giannini.
My name is Lorenzo.
A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
♪ Dreams are for the making ♪
♪ They will serve you well ♪
♪ Make a dream to set you free ♪
♪ Dreams are for the taking ♪
♪ Covering like a shell ♪
♪ Shelter both for you and me ♪
♪ Glowing fires in winter ♪
♪ Friends to bring good cheer ♪
♪ Dreams can bring you all you need... ♪
- Good evening.
- Hello.
We're collecting toys.
For needy children.
Yes.
Honey, can you bring me
the big bag in the kitchen, please?
We got your flyer.
How's your dad?
He's doing okay.
Have you heard of our organization?
Awakening to Life?
Uh, yes, a little.
We help those in need,
but we also organize seminars.
- About the question of self-esteem.
- We're not interested in that.
Oh, I don't think any child would
be happy to get this for Christmas.
She's very nice. But he's
your typical asshole, if you ask me.
You like it when I swear, do you?
It's good to see you like this.
Let's go home, we're done for now.
I've got a surprise for you.
- Really?
- Mm-hm. To thank you for coming with me.
Cool.
Can't you be faster?
We've got five minutes.
Slower, slower. It'll cook better.
Unbelievable.
Wait, wait. It's not done yet.
What if it's not ready?
It still
needs to simmer for a bit.
- You'll see.
- Mm... Okay.
- Smells really weird.
- Yeah, it's missing something.
Some fresh cream.
Really?
What's with him?
Sam invited Renan to dinner.
- Renan?
- Yeah, I think it's his boyfriend.
No, he isn't yet.
But he'd like him to be.
Of course we're out of cream.
How about milk?
We have milk. Will that work?
- You hungry?
- Starving.
You know we're the only house
without decorations, right?
Yeah.
Seriously, that sucks.
- This smells like garbage.
- Get your fingers out!
Cooking is just like being in love.
It's important to put your heart into it.
And wash your hands properly.
We should just order Chinese food.
Is there money in the jar?
I don't know.
What a drag.
Hello!
Hi, there.
Uh... Your dad invited me
to dinner tonight.
That's nice.
- He didn't tell you?
- Uh, no.
But... okay.
It's a strawberry cake.
You invited Sandrine?
Uh, no, I don't think so.
Hello, Sonia.
Hey, you.
Hi there, Sandrine.
I made a dessert.
And I brought some wine.
Okay.
I'll go put the cake in the kitchen.
You okay, Virginie?
Mm.
Hello, Carole.
- Good evening, Renan.
- Hello.
So, are you both in the same class?
No, I'm actually only in prep.
- Mm.
- Yeah.
But it's in the same school.
- Want some bread?
- No.
He's studying for entrance exams,
but at the same time he's writing a novel.
Mm-hm. He's got a lot of talent.
Thanks, but... how do you know that?
You haven't read it.
I thought you had to be really old
to be a writer.
- Or even dead.
- Sonia, do you want some?
No, thanks, I'm not that hungry.
Carole, Sam?
- No, thanks.
- Patrick.
Just a little bit.
Maybe we should go right to dessert.
I must say this is very nice,
having dinner all together.
As a family.
It's too bad Mom isn't here.
Virginie.
Stop.
It's true. It's a shame.
What are we gonna do for Christmas?
- It's in ten days.
- Don't mention her at the table.
- Okay, well, we've gotta go.
- Yeah, me too.
Really?
Shouldn't you ask Dad first?
He's your dad?
- No, but, uh...
- It sounded weird, like he was your dad.
Okay Virginie, don't be smart.
Would you please sit back down?
Come on. Sit down at the table.
You two girls.
So, uh... your parents, what do they do?
Oh, come on. So boring.
Do you mind? I wanna know
more about Sam's boyfriend.
No, no. My mom's a lawyer.
And my dad owns the hardware store,
the one just out of town.
Oh, yeah. I know where it is.
Right beside the gym?
Yeah, that's it.
Oh, yes! I know your dad
well, he's at the gym often.
- Oh.
- It's funny.
Uh, Sandrine?
Could you not mention to his dad
that Renan was here tonight?
- Sure.
- I don't get it. What's the problem?
Well, I don't have the best reputation.
- Sam.
- His parents don't know he's here.
Hold on. You lied to his parents?
- No. Not at all.
- No, we just...
I don't fucking agree to that!
No way in hell. Lying isn't a part
of this family anymore, understood?
I'm sorry.
Thanks for ruining the mood, Sandrine.
Look, Virginie, would you please
be nice to Sandrine?
Remember she paid for
your school lunches, and the dentist...
- Your swimming gear.
- And swimming gear. So be nice to her.
Actually, you should say "Thank you,
Sandrine." Go on, I'm listening.
We had brie for lunch today in the cafe.
Okay, fine. I get it.
Uh, wait...
It was just a joke.
- Sandrine.
- No, it's fine.
Oh, yeah, well done. Thanks a lot, guys.
Really.
Oh, come on. It wasn't our fault.
- We're not playing with her feelings.
- Letting her think you'll sleep together.
You know what, I'm done with you.
Can I come in?
Hello, Clémence.
Hello, Elvira.
How was dinner at Mrs. Menard's?
It wasn't really a dinner.
We did a role-playing game.
- I was a dog and my husband was a cow.
- Hm.
How about here?
Kids went to bed early.
And I read them three stories.
What's happening at your place?
Sandrine was over.
But she didn't stay very long.
Sam invited that Renan boy.
You know him? I'm a bit worried,
he's not good at choosing boyfriends.
And Sonia lives there, apparently.
- I heard her parents have separated.
- Ah.
I saw Virginie. She's wearing makeup.
- A little too much.
- Ah.
- I have a letter for her.
- Mm-hm.
Here.
- Okay.
- Clémence?
Where are you?
He's been on my back lately.
You coming?
Be right there!
Well, I'd better go.
- Good night.
- Good night.
- There's something I don't get.
- Yeah?
Does your dad sleep in a kennel?
He doesn't wanna be in his bedroom,
because of my mom.
Do you hear from her?
From afar. Once in a while.
- Do you miss her at all?
- No.
I... I don't know.
Okay.
- My mom before the lies, yes.
- Mm.
You smell good.
Not like your dad.
Hmm.
Good night.
Good night.
My beautiful girl, my angel.
My pride and joy.
I want you to know that I think about you,
all the time, every single day.
You're always in my thoughts.
Even when you're not with me.
Keep being as brave as you are.
Hurry, we're gonna be late.
Be kind to yourself, and others.
Honey, one day I promise
everything will go back to the way it was.
Or close to it.
Give your brother and sister
a kiss for me.
And tell them I love them very much.
- That from Mom?
- Yeah.
Is she okay?
Yeah.
- I can read it to you if you want.
- No.
Jacques Lacan writes: "Oedipus
didn't go through an Oedipus complex."
What he means is that even though
today the Oedipus complex
refers to people who have
certain problematic parents,
at the moment Oedipus kills that man,
he doesn't know it's his father.
Therefore...
he isn't truly going through
an Oedipus Complex.
It's the opposite.
He's in fact actually running away
from the people he thinks are his parents.
In order to avoid
the prophecy being fulfilled. Right?
After becoming the king of Thebes
and after marrying his mother,
he had answered,
as you all know, the Sphinx's riddle.
You remember the Sphinx's riddle?
To avoid the prophecy being fulfilled,
and wanting
to spare them,
- he ends up killing his father. Yeah?
- Excuse me?
- Yes?
- Can I go to the washroom?
No, you can wait till recess.
But sir, it's an emergency.
Hey, sir, that's abuse.
- Yeah, be nice.
- All right, all right.
So, what does Lacan's analysis teach us?
What are you doing?
You're not happy to see me?
Yes.
I just felt like
spending time with my cousin.
But I've got classes till noon.
How about after?
What?
What are you doing?
I'm making lunch earlier.
You're totally crazy!
All right, everyone...
Is this good?
Totally.
Fuck, I love it. It's so cool.
Oh, shit.
It's all right. Hold on.
I'll restart the engine.
Okay? Good.
There you go.
Cool.
Are you coming for dinner?
I don't know. Yes?
Will your mom be there?
Uh... no.
Have you heard from her?
Yeah.
She sends letters to Virginie.
Is this okay?
Yeah, yeah. Keep going.
Where is she living now?
I don't know.
Don't say anything about the letters.
Dad doesn't know.
No. Of course not.
How's he doing?
He's not great.
Wanna go eat?
Okay.
But I don't have any money.
Don't worry, It's on me.
I left the lasagna
on the top shelf of the refrigerator.
Okay, great. Thanks, girls.
Also, we should tell you...
- tomorrow we're going to Pleucadeuc.
- It's in Morbihan.
It's the annual convention.
For single twins in France.
Hmm.
But, um... Hold on.
You're going for how long?
We're going for two weeks.
Or more if things go well.
Oh, yeah. Two weeks? That's, uh...
That's an eternity.
How will I manage without you?
Okay.
Well, I hope you have a lot of fun.
Yes?
I finished all the ironing.
I just need to put the duvet cover on.
I'll give you a hand.
Oh. Thanks.
Elvira, I need to tell you something.
Yes?
My husband's family are coming to visit
over the Christmas holidays.
And...
We're gonna need this room.
Who are they?
What do you mean?
Which family members are coming to visit?
None of your business.
For weeks
you've been holed up in this room.
It was only supposed to be for a few days.
The kids had to move to the guest bedroom.
- And my husband...
- Tell him I can work harder.
- That's not the problem, Elvira.
- You can't do this to me.
You know very well I need this window.
I need to see my kids.
Don't you think it's time?
To talk to Patrick and the kids.
You can't spend your life spying on them.
I'm not spying. I'm watching them live.
I'm not ready to go back yet.
I need more time.
If you wait too long,
they won't need you anymore, Elvira.
They're doing fine without me anyway.
A mom is just a cleaning lady.
Your children might not need you,
but obviously you need them.
So make an effort. It's almost Christmas.
It's the time
when everybody forgives everybody.
Okay. I'll leave you alone.
You did! The narrator isn't omniscient.
She can't always know what's going on.
She's imagining what's happening.
It's the same process used in Vertigo,
the scene with the disappearance...
See you.
See you.
Hey. Cool looking ride.
I know, right?
Cool looking cousin, you mean.
Forget it, you're not his type.
How do you know what his type is?
Three months ago,
you didn't even know he existed.
It's a family thing.
Oh, yeah, right.
"A family thing." Bullshit.
You coming? What are you doing?
Yeah!
Hey.
You're back.
Yes.
There's no one.
We live in a time of jerks.
People stay home eating shit
ordered on the Internet.
Where have you been?
Around Nice.
But I didn't find anything interesting.
And you?
- Have you heard from her?
- Wait.
This letter.
She says she is doing fine,
but I don't know where she is.
As usual.
You know, I'm already sick
of this situation.
What are you doing?
Are you staying here tonight?
What about Karina? Where is she?
What about Karina... If they ask you,
just say you don't know where she is.
I got it.
- Hello there.
- Hello.
What can I do for you this fine day?
One 8-and-a-half, please.
- Right away.
- Thank you.
You're welcome.
Ah.
Could you drop this off for me
at my house tonight?
It's urgent.
Yes, of course.
Thanks.
YOU DON'T WANT TO TALK TO ME ANYMORE?
Hey, Dad?
Mm-hm?
Don't you think it's time
you took a shower?
We all know you just let the water run,
but you don't wash.
Right? You just pretend?
Uh-huh.
I smell like shit.
Because I feel like shit,
because of your mother.
- And shit smells like shit.
- I understand.
But you've gotta do something about it.
Renan thought
you were sleeping in a kennel.
Like a dog.
- People already think we're weirdos.
- Okay.
FROM: RENAN
I'm here.
- You okay?
- Hi.
Your messaging's borderline harassment.
Sorry... No, I'm sorry. I...
I kind of felt like you were avoiding me.
At lunch you walked by
like you didn't even see me.
No.
Not at all, it's just that...
I was having a conversation with Louise
about this short story I wrote and...
She just doesn't get it.
Okay.
'Cause I was starting to think:
"He hated the dinner last night, he was
bored, he thinks my family's too weird..."
- It is a bit weird.
- Yeah.
But it was a fun dinner.
I don't think you realize
how lucky you are.
When I think of my family...
So uninteresting, you know?
Nothing I could ever write about.
Yeah.
I'd love it if one day
you'd let me read a couple of pages.
You can't do that, you know.
You can't just ask to read something
like that. You can't ask a writer that.
- Okay.
- That's...
- Sorry.
- No.
- It's just a really rude...
- I didn't know. I'm sorry.
Okay, now you do know. So there.
Yeah.
Okay, well I've gotta finish my essay.
See you.
Huh?
Hello, Patrick.
Hi, Lorenzo.
- How are you? It's good to see you.
- Here.
Oh, thanks.
I'll give you the money later.
- I'm a little broke right now.
- Don't worry.
There's a letter for you.
- Is it a bill?
- No.
It's handwritten.
Hey, that's...
That's Elvira's handwriting.
Uh... You wanna read it to me?
Sure.
"Patrick, I've been doing
a lot of thinking.
I think that everything
that happened to us was like a seed,
that had been growing...
for a long time. Years, maybe.
Our daily life with the kids wore us out,
you and I...
So much dirty laundry.
Something had to explode
in order for things to change.
I would like...
us to spend Christmas together.
I would like to be together...
as a family,
with the children.
Like every other family.
I would like
to start from scratch.
Elvira."
That's it?
Yes.
Fucking hell.
That is just like her.
That's all? There's no...
no... sorry anywhere?
There's no...
"Sorry I screwed up your whole life"?
"Sorry for disappearing for weeks on end"?
"Sorry for ruining everything we had"!
Fuck.
But still...
She's the mother of your children.
So it's normal
to see each other at Christmas.
You could tell her yes.
Just for one night.
But I can't.
I just can't. It's like I've had
something stuck here, you know?
Like the feeling she's been
lying to me from the beginning.
That she's been lying to me
since the day we first met.
Lorenzo!
Hi!
This is awesome.
And you even brought pizzas, cool!
Sorry, Dad,
but I'm sick of the twins' cooking.
I'll set the table. I'm starving. So cool!
Hey.
Please, don't say anything to the kids.
- Don't worry.
- Okay.
Thanks. Thanks.
"Despite the things I've understood,
I'm not improving.
I make mistakes at work
and feel no satisfaction."
"I feel like everyone
wants the worst for me."
"I have a guilty conscience.
I feel alone in distress."
Do you want to tell us something?
Does this resonate with you?
Would you like to tell us?
Does anyone want to speak for Carole?
Carole feels responsible for
her close friend falling off a rooftop.
- He's a paraplegic now.
- But I am responsible.
Maybe Carole is angry at her mother.
Because of her lies.
That's bullshit.
That's not it at all.
This thing is total bullshit.
It's normal.
Rebellion is part of the process.
Clémence.
"I had too much sun in my childhood."
Yes, Clémence?
I don't get it.
Search for what that sentence
means for you.
Why was it addressed to you?
I don't know.
I see your efforts Clémence.
But it's not enough.
I asked you to sleep in separate rooms,
to start the identification process,
before purification.
- Did you do it?
- We're starting tonight.
- I'm telling her now.
- What?
This has gone on too long.
This isn't a hotel.
Mathieu, wait!
Elvira, we need to talk.
You okay?
No, look... It can wait until tomorrow.
Elvira, wait a sec.
Take this.
Thanks.
RENAN
I'M SORRY
Hello, Pierre.
Hello, Mickaël.
- Hello, Hassan.
- I thought she moved away.
- What's she doing here?
- Hi, Aurélie.
- I thought she'd killed herself.
- Hi, Céline.
Hello.
Uh...
- Can we help you?
- I'm looking for Channa.
- Madame Diallo?
- Yes.
- Okay. Do you have an appointment?
- Oh, no. I don't.
Sorry, but you are?
The Devil.
Oh, yeah.
That's what you all think, right?
Well, now I'm on the street
and I've got no job. So there.
Happy now?
Did I pay enough, or do you want more?
Ever hear of forgive and forget, huh?
- Ma'am. Come with me.
- Great.
Yes?
Sorry to disturb you,
but this person really wants to see you.
- Thanks. Hey.
- Sure.
Elvira Giannini, back at Gépéma.
Returning to the scene
of the crime, is that it?
Why are you looking at me like that?
Expect me to forgive you?
No, I...
I've missed you.
Okay. Tell me what I can do for you.
Give me my job back.
Impossible.
You were fired for gross misconduct.
I need money, Channa.
After everything that's happened,
my family's at an impasse.
We can't find a way to reconnect.
And the only thing that'll work
is if we go away on a big trip together.
Away from all the gloom and doom,
and start from scratch. Understand?
I need to work. Help me, please.
Elvira, I'd love to be able to rehire you.
Brunet was right,
they really are incompetent losers.
But you have no idea how tense it is
with head office right now.
They're pressuring us, threatening
to close us down over anything.
If they found out I rehired you,
I may as well put a bullet in my head.
Understand?
I'm sorry.
Patrick?
Uh, no.
Sorry.
Hello.
Congratulations.
Thanks.
PHARMACY
Hi.
I came to get my plate.
Of course, it hasn't been cleaned.
Listen, I'm really sorry
about the other night.
They're teenagers, and you know how it is.
No, I don't know how it is.
- I can't have children, remember?
- Yeah, I remember.
Yeah. What I mean is...
they don't realize.
They're confused,
but the truth is
we're really lucky to have your help.
I really want you right now.
Uh... really?
I want you badly. I wanna kiss you.
Isn't it obvious?
Even the kids noticed.
I'm really sorry, but...
I am not feeling it right now.
Sorry, it's not...
It's not you, it's me. I'm, um...
I'm afraid my dental hygiene
has been bad, of late.
To be honest,
I'm not really feeling so great.
Because of the pharmacist?
Um, Brigitte?
No, no.
Actually, yeah, maybe a little,
because since we've stopped seeing
each other, I don't get my meds.
I don't get my vitamins.
So my energy is low.
Uh, but it's probably better.
I was taking too much.
The whole story with Elvira and...
Wait.
Listen, why don't we, you know...
Take our time? Go slow?
Okay.
- So, um, see you.
- Yeah.
Hello?
Can someone give me a hand?
Awesome!
- Ta-da.
- Hi.
That's good.
So cool. It's great.
No, don't put it like that.
- Oh, here.
- No!
- Wanna put it on?
- No.
- Come on, please?
- Do it for me.
You could put both on.
Thanks.
Oh, sorry.
Should we put something there?
Here.
It's like I'm giving you
my body, my heart...
my whole life.
Is that better?
- Hello.
- Hello.
I would like...
- a whiskey, please.
- A whiskey.
Hello,
you've reached Isa's voicemail.
Leave a message and I'll
get back to you as soon as possible.
Yes, Isa, it's Elvira.
Listen, um...
I know we haven't...
I know we haven't spoken in a long time.
But... Anyway, I don't know.
Uh, I don't...
I don't know where
I'm gonna sleep. That's it.
Um... I'm sorry,
I can't talk anymore.
Okay, big kisses to you, and also Jeff.
I can help you out.
I've got a sofa bed in the living room.
Mr. Brunet?
You scared me to death.
I don't know if you've noticed...
It's always when
you're reluctant to go somewhere
that you have the best time.
Other times you're getting ready
and you say to yourself:
"Tonight is gonna be a great night,"
and it ends up being dull and boring.
You need to be
open to the unexpected, Elvira.
Elvira, I've got something to say.
I'm only offering you
a place to stay out of politeness.
I don't want you to think something
will happen between the two of us.
Uh, no. Well...
I'm not at all attracted to you.
Just so we're clear?
I'll change the sheets now.
You are so not my type.
Not my type at all. Not even close.
Good night.
Good night.
♪ You wanna turn it into something good ♪
♪ But cutting out the heart
Is what you do ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
Subtitle translation by Rhys Guillerme