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Our fathers wont be around forever.

Good luck!

You havent played like that in years.

Im practicing.

I want to greet the baby

with my very best,

to pass on who I am.

And who is that?

An old Jew in the rag trade

who used to be a cool cat in jazz.

Hes...

I swear, that time, he moved.

- It was the music!

- He or she moved.

She...

- Its a girl?

- Yes.

Im not really capable

of creating anything else.

Justine!

- Who is it?

- Nothing. Its Justine.

Bloody good!

Im going to lie down for a while.

- See you later.

- Right.

So what does Alex do now?

Who?

My Alex.

I dont know.

Okay, he works for me.

He has a daughter

but she lives with her mother.

- Does he ever ask about me?

- Sometimes, yes.

You can understand

that it bothers me.

I dont reveal anything personal,

I swear.

You should be flattered.

It means I think youve always had

excellent taste in men.

Thats crazy!

I dont care what you think!

Dont you get it?

That hurts me, but...

Who does that? Who?

Who hangs out

with their daughters exes?

Other than sickos, nutters, perverts?

Cool guys, relaxed guys.

- Hip guys, as Atom says.

- Bastard. Youre a real bastard!

You destroy

and then trample the rest.

Justine, thats enough.

- Lets not fight today.

- Why not?

Because Im asking.

Im your father, youre in my house

and today we dont fight.

Thats all.

Whats going on here?

No, Ju, its...

I bloody said its closed...

Sorry, were closed. Were...

Starbucks?

Justine...

What are you doing here?

Did he come to see you?

Yeah, he did.

Starbucks...

Im sorry, but he caught me off guard.

First, you dump me.

Then your father comes in, talks

about d*cks, says I was well hung...

He said that?

Ill get you some sugar.

Frankly, I thought you two

were into some...

weird trip.

- Im going to kill him.

- Your dad?

Kill him.

But in here.

Justine Starbucks.

Watch out.

I have to open now.

- Right now?

- Yes.

You okay?

I ache everywhere.

Hey, you!

Hi.

We want you to meet someone.

- Whos that?

- Kim.

Dad...

- Dad!

- Im kidding...

Hey, little Viet Cong,

give Grandpa a kiss!

Hello, Grandpa.

Its time to go.

Look, Kim.

Bye-bye, Grandpa.

She can take over the store.

Shell be right at home.

The neighbourhoods

crawling with Chinese!

See you soon, my love.

- See you soon.

- Ive got to go.

Bye.

Have a good day, Illy.

Go on, answer.

Suzanne, I was going to call

to apologise...

What?

Where?

Where?

Im on my way.

Im on my way!

- You okay?

- Ill explain later.

Wait... Wait!

Complications.

He rejected the transplant.

Hes back in surgery.

Theyre concerned.

- Why didnt anyone tell me?

- He chose not to. It was routine.

You had problems.

He didnt want to worry you.

Youre all sick!

He had surgery and nobody told me?

It seems idiotic now.

Leave me alone. All of you.

- Justine...

- Dont ever speak to me again!

I want to see him.

I want to see him!

Let go of me! Let go of me!

I have to see him. I have to!

- Its a sterile area...

- I must see him. I must!

Are you all right?

Ju...

- See you soon.

- How long is soon?

Mum!

Will you stay with me?

Thanks for coming, Mathias.

Alex...

- We wanted to tell you...

- Eli! Eli wanted to tell you...

- Go on!

- No, sorry, you tell her.

- Eli thought...

- He often spoke of you.

- Youre all he talked about.

- He drove us crazy!

Thanks.

Costia?

How are you?

Mathieu?

Oh, Paul!

Elvire!

Louis!

What are you all doing here?

He asked us to be here,

just in case...

Thank you.

Thanks for coming.

- Well... Hello.

- Hi.

- You tried to warn me.

- Ju...

I didnt listen. Now its too late.

You couldnt have known.

And I was wrong.

Because its never too late.

I dont know...

See you soon.

And...

- Who were all those guys?

- My exes.

There are a lot.

And they all seemed really sad.

In fact, you were the only one.

Only you

refused to play golf with him.

9th month

Look!

Shes sucking her thumb.

Shes gorgeous.

Im fine.

Im working.

A new translation

of Chekhovs Three Sisters.

It keeps me busy

and stops me thinking.

She wont be born

into a sea of sadness.

I want to greet her with joy.

Dom, Ill call you back.

I tried to call

but the lines always busy.

I came to support you.

And stay until the delivery.

I can manage alone, you know.

I know.

Come in.

Justine...

Id like to show you something,

even if its not the right moment.

23 September 1990.

My Ju, its 8 p.m. here,

2 p.m. where you are.

You must be at school

or in the canteen.

I miss you. I love you.

My heart is with you. Your Daddy.

18 August 1989.

My Ju, its 6 a.m. here,

3 p.m. where you are...

Its too early.

The champagne will get warm.

You must be at the beach,

swimming in your new bathing suit.

I miss you. I love you.

My heart is with you.

Your Daddy.

Suzanne?

Suzanne, lets go!

5 November 1989.

Almost in Tokyo.

My Ju, I made it.

Im on the plane.

At take-off, I thought

I saw our apartment.

I miss you already. I love you.

My heart is with you,

even in the clouds.

Your Daddy.

Sorry!

Thats our fridge.

Daddy!

Sweetie, thats our fridge.

Its great!

- And Mummy!

- Stop, Sweetie.

She has to learn French now.

- Breathe.

- I dont remember how!

8.15 a.m. here, 3.15 p.m. in Paris,

4 March 1987.

Oh sh*t!

Sorry! Where the hell are you?

Im in cowboy and oil country.

- Well?

- Still no news.

What the hell is she doing?

My little Calamity Jane.

In five days, Ill be home.

I miss you. I love you.

My heart is with you.

Your Daddy.

Ah, its coming out!

Its a beautiful baby boy.

- Its a boy?

- Yes.

Hong Kong, 10.23 p.m.

Paris, 3.23 p.m.

Here we are.

This is my last postcard.

Im coming home.

My father...

Even here,

hes the centre of attention!

Soon youll be in my arms, my Ju.

I miss you.

My heart is with you always.

Your Daddy.

3 December 1987.

My Ju, its 5 a.m. here,

1 p.m. where you are.

I cant sleep.

Youre blond

but this little Indian

reminded me of you.

Im sure youll like her.

Youll tell me, wont you?

I miss you.

I love you.

My heart is with you always.

Your Daddy.

MY FATHER THE DAY I SAW HIS HEAR

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