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I don't dare get close.

I so understand how she must feel.

It would kill me

if you disappeared,

if I couldn't love you

and be with you.

I didn't have your kids,

so imagine her!

And I'm afraid you'll relapse,

and rediscover

your feelings for her.

That's what she's waiting for.

After being with a man 20 years,

and having such gorgeous

daughters with him,

that's all I'd wait for.

Don't worry.

She's in another place.

And remember that if she isn't,

I am.

Did you tell her?

We haven't told anyone yet.

That's just it.

I wouldn't want to be

the last to hear.

On the contrary,

I wouldn't want to hear it at all.

Take your time, ok?

There's no rush.

- No?

- No.

Bye, Mom.

Can't I stay with you?

No, it's his week.

It's not negotiable.

I don't want to.

Come on, you've always

liked it here.

The pool, the fireplace...

Go on!

Hi, beautiful.

What's up?

What goes on during your week?

She's so grumpy.

I beat her so she'll come see you.

You just missed my parents.

I'll see them later.

You won't have to.

I'm sure they'll bring you back

a souvenir from their trip

that they'll be glad to drop off.

Are you hungry?

Juliette?

A little snack?

Cool? We'll talk about it?

I just told her.

It went fine.

I said we hadn't chosen a date,

but that it'd be private.

We just agreed we'd take our time.

Relax, babe. It's done.

You should be happy.

You know how I feel about her.

She'll want to kill me now.

Now or later, it had to be done.

Yes, but don't you see

that she needs time?

How do you think the girls

will react?

And your dad?

Nobody's ready.

They'll never be ready.

Don't you get it?

You're pissing me off!

I feel your compassion,

but it's what we want that matters.

Isn't it?

I know, it's not that.

She's on every photo on the wall.

Do your parents do it on purpose?

I piss you off?

Yes.

Yes, you do.

Going swimming?

Getting married?

I won't let you leave.

I won't let you hurt yourself.

You and me, it's for life.

I chose you. You chose me.

We'll get through this.

If you fall, I pick you up.

If I fall, you pick me up.

We'll make it.

The girls will help us, you'll see.

Hold my hand.

Get up, please.

I wish I could stop

thinking about him.

Spend a day without remembering

how we were.

I was naive.

A mid-life crisis, I thought.

She's so beautiful.

They go so well together.

She has a fat ass.

When they met the first time,

I saw it all.

And I did nothing.

I'd just like to move on.

You want to move on?

I've told you. Find a new place

to live, or repaint.

Change your tune,

do something.

Figuratively, I mean.

It's impossible.

He can't remarry.

He'll come back.

What?

Do your homework!

He's never been away.

He might panic.

Call me if there's anything.

Don't worry.

We won't change his hairdo.

Yes, hello?

I'll come and get him.

No, he can't. I'm coming.

I said I'm coming.

That's enough. Stop it. We're going.

No!

He can sleep over.

I told you, we'd love it.

Out of the question.

This game has to end.

Vero, enough. Let him go.

No!

That's enough!

We're going home now.

What's got into you?

Thanks.

Forgive me.

I don't recognize you anymore.

Mom's worried, you understand?

We'll stop seeing Vero

if she has that effect on you.

Caf, Mom?

Yes.

Go to bed, you rascal.

A kiss on the lips!

If they weren't affecting

the other students,

fine.

But at the point we're at,

I'd suggest you place them

in an institution,

a specialized one.

No!

I won't place my son with retards!

That's what they turn into

when you put them away.

Madame Brunet, please.

No other school has such

determination and sensitivity.

You can't give up.

Laurent deserves a normal education.

His ability to keep up

with the others...

Has never been a problem!

We mustn't disturb society.

up in the prisons

they call hospitals,

specialized institutions!

The nerve of her!

Separate them! Simple enough.

After consulting several specialists,

we think the opposite.

They recommend keeping them together.

What? Which specialists?

This is a learning center where

children stay 5 nights a week.

Its program is fully adapted

to their needs.

It's only 2 hours from Paris.

First, I can't pay.

If it's the money,

my husband and I would be

more than happy to assist you.

You're crazy.

That's exactly what's wrong.

It's our job to educate them.

The parents, not some strangers.

People think Down is incurable.

It's a social stigma, period.

We can't give in to setbacks

or the opinions of so-called

fat cat specialists.

My son will do just fine

at this school,

with or without your daughter.

Preferably without.

I told you, it's hopeless.

I'll make you forget her!

Caf, Mom.

I've explained it to you 20 times.

Robbers?

Yes.

I'll save up and buy you

another record.

And Vero? When will I see her?

Stop it, please!

They don't answer, I told you.

Mom?

Caf, Mom?

Dad, I forgot my soccer shoes

at Mom's.

Then go get them, sweetie.

It's raining.

Well, you're not going

to melt away.

What are you doing?

Sorry, I didn't see

it was cranked up.

Turn it down!

Are you crazy?

It was an accident. You're crazy.

Watch your mouth.

Don't use that tone with me.

- Don't you either.

- I'm your dad!

I've had it with your music.

Go to your room!

I've had it with your bimbo!

Do you want a spanking?

Apologize.

Mom never said this.

But I will.

You're an a**hole!

That's enough! Go to your room!

Now!

I've never seen you like that.

I'm sorry.

You know, I feel sad too.

Just because I met Rose doesn't

mean I don't miss your mom.

I didn't mean to yell at you.

I'm sorry.

And I'm not fed up with your music.

I'm happy music is important to you.

And everything you listen to.

Thanks.

Are you ok?

Yes.

The girls say

you're sleepwalking a lot.

Not really.

I want to lash out,

smash something, you've no idea.

That band puts me in a good space.

It's as if they play just for me.

I dreamed of him again.

He doesn't deserve it.

Not Antoine,

the little boy.

He wants me to hold him,

but I'm scared.

Especially when he's in my car.

Why's he there?

I don't know.

What's weird is,

I only dream of him when I'm high.

Since when do you take drugs?

I smoke the odd joint before

going to bed. Helps me sleep.

No wonder you see little monsters!

She gets stoned

before going to bed. Bravo!

What next?

I'm going to see a medium.

A specialist in guides.

Seems she's able to communicate

with the guides who surround us...

the souls of people no longer with us,

but who accompany us.

F*** off!

Where do you find these people?

The little boy in my dreams...

He's a Mongoloid?

Laurent?

Jesus Christ!

I'm not the only one smoking good weed.

It's so sad.

There's a little girl with him.

It's Rose.

And the little mongoloid

is Antoine.

You're crazy? Never do that again!

You came here by yourself?

Veros not here.

Can we go see Vero, Mom?

We'll stop at home

and dress you properly,

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