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I've been a customer here for 20 years.

This is the first time I've asked you for anything!

Without your husband's authorisation, I can't do anything.

I'm in the middle of a divorce.

I'll do anything to get some money.

I'd like to help but I can't guarantee anything.

Sorry.

Hi, Remi. Everything okay?

Hi, Ivan.

Hello.

Hi, Mrs. Vidal.

Call me Suzanne.

Dorothy, my wife.

Here.

Oh, thanks. That's very kind of you.

It's nothing. My pleasure.

We need to talk.

I got fired.

What do you mean, fired?

They don't want me at the new site.

Who's "they"? You're the boss.

Yeah, but...

But what?

Your husband.

He called my client and the mayor, as well.

Your husband and the mayor are friends?

He's friends with everyone.

You can't let him do that.

I only have a small business.

What would you do?

How can we make ends meet?

He already has lots of debts.

I can help you out a little.

But not for long.

I'll talk to him.

He talked to the physiotherapist, too.

What are you here for?

To make peace with you.

Who is on the warpath?

-You.

You're stopping us from working; you're starving us.

Please stop. We won't survive.

What do you mean?

You know very well.

I'll stop when you come home.

I'm not coming back! Don't count on it.

You won't have a choice.

Samuel, it's over. Get used to it.

Don't say that.

There are loads of divorced couples around.

Open your eyes! Be reasonable!

How should I be reasonable

when I think about you f***ing that guy?

He's a jailbird, a con-artist.

Is that what turns you on? A middle-class

woman with a prole? Is that it?

It doesn't bother you to work on the till all day?

Not at all. I've done it before.

You have no pay stubs, you said?

It was in England, a long time ago.

If something turns up, we'll call you.

Fine.

Hi, sweetheart.

It's so small.

It's just the two of us, sweetie.

So there's no room for us.

-Yes. You can sleep on the sofa.

Is Ivan not here?

He's not back yet.

I wanted to see you both before he arrives.

I need a letter, for the divorce.

Why would we do that?

Otherwise I get nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

But you're the one who left.

And so I'm not entitled to anything?

I helped your father. I worked with him

I brought you up.

Don't worry, Mum. I'll write the letter

for you. I'm on your side.

I'm out of here.

-Marion, stay here.

I leaving! I don't want to talk to you.

I'll go with her, Mum.

Next time I'll stay longer.

It's ok, it's ok. She's just a kid.

She's just a child.

She's just like her father.

I could slap her.

Forget it. She'll get over it.

I have good news.

Remi has a job for me.

The pay is terrible

but it's work.

The only problem is it's quite

far away.

I'll have to stay there.

How long?

Two weeks. 800 euros.

What is it? Relax.

It's such a long time.

I'm glad you're coming with me.

I said I was going out with friends.

Here, I brought this.

You left them in your bedroom drawer.

Great. That I had completely forgotten.

But put them in the glove box.

I also brought the clothes you asked for.

Thank you, sweetheart.

Hello.

Well, goodbye. Until next week.

Hi, David.

Hello.

Are you ok?

I can't take you out for dinner, I'm afraid.

They don't pay us until next week.

...Very good.

Yeah, you're right, that's

a good one.

Damn.

It's eaten my card.

I've got no cash. Have you got any?

No, they haven't paid me yet.

Now what?

Sorry.

You see the car over there?

My card's not working

Will you accept this as payment for the petrol?

No, no. This isn't Africa, you know.

Can I interest you in a watch?

Sir?

A watch.

No.

Hello, madam.

Do you want to buy this watch?

It's a real Cartier.

It's a very good watch.

I want to talk to Mama.

I want to talk to Mama.

Not now.

What's my mother doing?

Where did you find that?

It's mine.

It's yours?

What are you doing?

Leave me alone. It's going to be alright.

That's all I've got.

Pardon?

Oh, 120. Yes.

I did it.

I don't want it, I won't take it.

Why not?

I can't have that.

Mum, what the hell's going on?

What are you doing here?

I need money.

I want my share.

-Your share?

Everything is ours, in this house.

I want a divorce. Quickly.

Leaving the marital home, you aren't entitled to much.

I'm entitled to alimony.

Alimony?

-Yes.

Sorry, but if I were you I wouldn't count on it.

And this house? It's my house too.

It's 20 years of my life.

What did you pay for?

I raised your children.

Yes, by the way, until the divorce is final

I'd prefer it if you didn't see them.

My son without a penny in a petrol station

in the middle of nowhere, Spain.

Sorry, I kept the message.

My lawyer's going to love it.

What, are you a pickpocket as well, now?

Look at you, you're shameless.

It's pathetic.

That's your fault.

Got all you need? Now get out.

Get the f*** out of here.

Mum.

Here, I wrote you that letter.

I love you.

Suzanne, your money.

Ivan.

We're illegals. We'll never survive.

Don't say that.

There is always a way out.

No there isn't.

We'll get further in debt. Be realistic.

Look what our life's like.

We work for nothing. Bertha's child support

takes up all my cash.

And what about you? I can't stand it.

Look what you have to do.

I'm strong.

We live like dogs. We don't even get by.

We have to hold on until the divorce.

Stop dreaming! Stop!

You'll get nothing. You know that.

With me you'll always have a shitty life.

I'm cursed.

Go back to your husband.

It's the best thing to do.

Never.

How can you say that?

Never, never, I'll never do that!

Ivan.

Ivan.

What is it?

David called. They're go to Berlin for Marion's birthday.

The house is empty for four days.

Yeah, and?

The paintings.

They're very valuable, worth a fortune.

If we sell them, we'll be fine.

You're going to burgle your own house?

I'm taking what is mine.

I should have thought of it before.

What are you talking about?

We're not doing that. It's too

risky, I don't want to go back to jail.

I've got the keys. There's no risk.

I'm not even going to talk about it.

I'll do it myself then. Alone.

Take that one. It was a present.

Are you taking your jewellery?

They belong to his family.

Leave them.

Wait, I'll be back.

I have all my stuff:

my iPod, my computer, everything.

And you?

Only my perfume is gone.

OK kids, Leave us alone. Go to your rooms.

Who looks in a cigar box

for jewellery? Only Suzanne.

Would you put your wife in prison?

It's not her, it's him.

He was in prison. He told her what to do.

There's no evidence, you can't prove it.

Do you think they took the paintings to decorate their hovel?

They're obviously going to fence them.

Hold on.

I can't rely on you.

Nonsense, but I'm Suzanne's friend

too. This is between you two.

I'll sue her, go to the cops!

Do what you have to.

Hello, Mrs. Vidal. It's been a while.

Always nice to see you.

Did you have anything in mind?

We have some beautiful African figurines.

No..

I'll come back another time.

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