Le passe-muraille Page #3

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Sign here, please.

Right here.

You okay?

Why?

Nothing, your eyes.

I'm allergic to the paint.

Change jobs!

Lucie! Lucie.

Excuse me, sir.

Where's the bus stop to Tajrish?

How are you?

What are you doing here?

Long time no see!

When did you get here?

Yesterday.

Please excuse me.

Without warning, as usual.

Do you recognize her?

She's grown up!

You okay?

Yeah.

Haven't had lunch?

Why else would we

bother to come here?

What a pretty young lady.

Remember when you were little,

he'd bring you here

on his bicycle?

That was L, this is Lucie!

Forgive me.

You've always mixed them up.

Take a seat.

Where's Valeria?

I'll call her.

Your friend's here.

Who?

Ah mad?

Ahmad!

Hi, Valeria, how are you?

How are you?

Good to see you.

I've missed you.

Hello.

Hello.

Remember Lucie?

Oh, little Lucie!

Not that little...

You look beautiful.

You two are still together?

We have something in common

that keeps us together.

What, after all this time?

The colors of our flags!

What's he saying?

He talks too much.

Let him.

How's your mom?

She's fine.

Did you go to court?

Yes.

So, it's over now?

It was already over.

You still like ravioli?

What's the matter?

You know, this guy...

I don't think he's that bad.

He must be going through

a difficult time.

Put yourself in his shoes.

Between his wife

and his concern for his son...

How can she marry a married man?

You told me his wife

was in a coma.

But she's not dead.

She might not die.

That's his problem.

Know why she's in a coma?

No.

How would I know?

My mom didn't tell you?

No.

She committed suicide.

Because of her depression?

Lucie, what's the matter?

Lucie.

Look at me.

Get up'

we'll get some fresh air.

What's the matter?

We're going out.

Get up, Lucie.

Let's go.

Take her in the back.

You know why she doesn't say

his wife committed suicide?

Calm down, we'll talk after.

She doesn't want

anyone to find out.

What?

That it's because

of their affair.

You shouldn't speak

with such certainty.

Especially at your age.

Don't say I've grown up

if you don't think so.

Sorry.

I don't want them

to be together.

You think it's up to you or me?

I'm nobody in this story.

If they get married, I'll never

set foot in that house again.

Your mother's pregnant.

You're lying.

Wait!

I said wait!

You know why she's

with that a**hole'?

Because he looks like you.

Grab the keys in my pocket.

The other one.

Good evening.

Good evening.

You're soaked.

Yes.

It started pouring.

Want a coffee?

I've just come for my suitcase.

I can't miss the last train.

It's right here.

Wait till it stops raining.

It's not stopping soon.

Is Lucie back?

No. Watch the paint.

It was delivered broken.

Did you call her friends?

No.

I don't dare anymore.

Did you talk to her today?

Yes.

Do you have a piece of string?

You have a suitcase or two

left in the shed.

Help yourself.

Are the kids sleeping?

No.

Turn it on, please.

Can you call the kids?

I'll give them their gifts.

Fouad, too?

Of course.

He wasn't supposed to get one.

I got him something today.

Can I ask

you not give it to him?

Why?

He's done something wrong.

He needs to be punished.

They should both

be punished, then.

Loan only speak for my son.

What've they done?

They took the gift

out of your suitcase.

But it was still in there.

I put it back.

We can't let them off the hook.

The suitcase was open,

it was tempting.

I'll ask them to apologize.

So they'll learn

apologies can fix everything.

But I already told

them I brought gifts.

I can't pretend I didn't.

Can you please let go?

I scolded them enough already.

I was just asking.

Good evening.

Good evening, kids.

NO.

First,

you both have to apologize.

I apologize.

And you?

I didn't take it.

But you were with her?

But it wasn't me.

It doesn't matter.

You were together.

You could've stopped her.

"I apologize."

"I apologize."

I apologize.

"I apologize."

I apologize.

Look at him,

"I apologize."

I apologize.

Now, come get your gifts.

Come on.

You pretended like it was me.

I just said it wasn't me.

That means it was me!

It was you.

No.

You told me

the suitcase was open.

Or I'd never have gone.

You didn't have to listen.

You didn't have to go.

I know why you're mad.

You didn't get a helicopter,

you got colored pencils.

Shut up!

You're crazy.

Shut up.

You're insane.

Shut up.

It's the size you used to wear.

I still wear the same size.

I have a gift for Lucie, too.

I'll give it to her later.

Thanks, Ahmad.

You shouldn't smoke.

She's never

stayed out this late.

- I'll go look for her.

- Where?

I don't know, nearby, in the

streets, at the station.

Where are the keys?

You had them.

Can I come with you?

Yeah, if you want.

She might not want

to come back with him.

Why did she cry

at the restaurant?

Who told you that?

I called Shahryar.

He said she burst into tears.

She's never this late.

What did you tell her?

You hadn't told her

you were pregnant?

You did?

I thought she'd let it go

if she knew.

That's why she's not back.

You weren't

supposed to tell her.

I didn't know.

What kind of secret

is that anyway?

She'd have found out someday.

Not when she's so upset.

Her problem is not

your being pregnant.

What's her problem?

What is her problem, huh?

She seems to know everything.

Everything about what?

I can't find the keys.

Look for them!

We'll talk later.

What do you mean by

knowing everything?

I don't understand.

She says his wife committed

suicide because of your affair.

She committed

suicide because we...

I'll call you tomorrow.

The keys aren't here.

I've got them.

Then why are you here?

What do you mean?

Does somebody

mind me being here?

No, but...

Forget it.

Excuse me.

Wait, I'm coming.

Ah mad?

What?

She'd been depressed

for a while.

Every time I went to the shop,

she was unwell.

Why was she unwell?

What do you mean why?

Nothing, forget it.

Say it clearly or say nothing.

You said every time

you saw her, she felt unwell.

I didn't say she fell unwell,

she was unwell!

She was unwell!

Stop' this is going too far.

You'd like to

hear it was my fault.

I don't want to hear anything.

You asked me to talk

to your daughter.

I'm just telling you

what she thinks, that's it.

She's wrong.

I have to talk to her.

To say what?

You think she's

going to buy that?

You don't believe me?

Does that matter?

She's the one...

What's unbelievable about it?

I also doubt that

the mother of a five-year-old

would kill herself

because she's depressed.

You're the one saying that?

Have you forgotten

the state you were in?

She also did it when

he was 9 months old!

Was that my fault, too?

I was with you then!

Her depression

started after the birth.

You want to know what meds

Samir would get for her?

How long are you

staying in town?

I haven't booked my return yet.

Did you have to come? You

couldn't have sent a lawyer?

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