Mobile Home Page #2
- Year:
- 2012
- 95 min
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- I do.
I was with someone for a long time.
I've worked. I know what
it's all like, and it's not for me.
That's all.
- Did you give me that money or not?
- We did...
So you could find your own place.
I'm giving it back, then.
- No!
- Yes, I am.
What's the point if
I can't use it the way I like?
- There's no point.
- I know people...
who could make better use of that money.
I could set up a veranda.
- Shut up.
- I'll return the money.
You can set up your
veranda and even spruce up...
that thing back there,
your little castle.
- Stop that.
- No, it'll be great.
Really great.
You're packing a ball
and tennis rackets?
Yeah, maybe. Maybe.
We can bring you
things when you find a flat.
- I'm doing it now.
- How can you transport it all?
Don't worry, Mom. I'll be fine.
Why can't we come to the station?
So, I can say goodbye to Julien.
Okay?
Are you running away from Dad?
He's not running away.
- He's going to find a job.
- Right.
We're not kicking you out.
I know, Mom. You're not kicking me out.
- How are you?
- Fine.
Cool. All right...
- Hello.
- You can take that.
I'll take this and this.
Can you hand me the guitar?
- Do you know who he'll stay with?
- No, I don't.
Is he mad at us?
No, no... I...
- Hey, Simon.
- No, not that one! Stop!
You a**hole.
Just imagine...
We're parked along
a natural, secluded beach.
From the window, we see the sea,
tinted red by the setting sun.
And we hear nothing.
Only the sound of the waves.
We take the road up the coast.
You're driving. I'm sleeping.
And...
- Hey.
- Hello.
- How are you?
- Fine.
- What's that?
- We're leaving.
- What?
- We're leaving.
- This is what the Dutch drive.
- Oh, you're Dutch.
Wow. No need for toilet paper.
You can sh*t while showering.
Stop that. Have a drink.
I'll fart in it for you.
- Is there hot water?
- Yes.
And even heating in the bathroom,
so we can go to cold countries.
- Here.
- Thanks.
Where'd you get the money?
- Oh, it's just some family thing.
- Excuse me.
You'll have to get along in here.
Well, let's toast to...
- To our new life.
- Yes.
To our new life. Can you believe it?
Stephane, cheers.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
Here's to yours.
- Cheers.
- Is that a bed?
Yes, it folds out.
Fine, so you'll have your fun,
but what about after?
What will you do when you come back?
Who said we were coming back?
Oh, you're becoming nomads?
- Why not?
- Yes, why not?
- The Belgian Tuaregs...
- He's dumb.
I don't know...
that's not how you'll...
move forward in life.
You sound like Dad.
Their plan is awesome.
- Why give into the system?
- I didn't say that.
- Not everyone has to be like you.
- Don't attack me.
I'm not, but people always scare
others out of trying new things.
They're taking risks. I think it's cool.
It's easy with your parents' money.
Didn't yours help you build this house?
That's not the same.
I just think it's good
to know where you're going.
- And you know where you're going?
- Stop.
Up your ass.
Wait, wait.
- What's up?
- Can you take me to a friend's?
- I don't want to stay at my sister's.
- Yes.
Thanks. That's cool of you.
- Where does she live?
- Not far, near the church.
No problem.
How about one last drink?
- A drink?
- Yes.
She told me,
"You're leaving. We may
never see each other again.
"Maybe we should take advantage,
loosen up a little."
She's very mature for her age.
Did you see her b*obs?
No kidding, her b*obs...
- Simon.
- What?
- No.
- It's on sale.
- No.
- For the beach.
Look...
Fine, we'll take it,
- Damn.
- It goes with...
Yes, but...
- No more.
- I promise.
- Look at this...
- Promise.
Anyway, her b*obs are fantastic.
They're really big,
but are firm like small ones.
- So the feeling...
- Maybe we should get a grill.
If we want to barbecue.
I know what you'll say,
but it's on sale.
What will we do with that?
We can make lots of money with it.
My cousin finds loads
of coins with this in Spain.
How much is it?
One hundred... and forty nine euros.
- No.
- It normally costs 250 euros.
No, no.
- Simon!
- No.
F***, it's my parents.
It's my parents.
Julien, it's my parents. F***.
- Don't worry.
- It's ok. I don't think they saw me.
Damn. Hide. Get down.
Put this on your face.
- Is it okay?
- Simon!
Simon, watch out!
Our things!
- Careful!
- It's okay...
- I can't see them. We're good.
- You scared me.
Yeah, we're good.
F***, they're following us!
This is silly. They saw us.
No, they'll give up.
We can get back
on the main road up there.
I think.
- This is ridiculous.
- Don't worry.
- Let's turn.
- No, not here.
- Yes.
- Where are we going?
I don't know, but we're turning.
- There.
- He'll follow.
No, he won't follow us.
He'll be scared of getting
stuck in the mud.
- See? He's not giving up.
- We'll find another road.
We'll find another road. Don't worry.
Stop. This is silly.
We can't take your dad to Norway.
Stop it... We're far from Norway.
Here we go.
Look. We can't go any farther.
F***.
How much did you pay for that?
- It was a really good deal...
- How much?
Not much.
Some people save up
their whole lives to buy these!
It's not expensive. It isn't.
Did you pressure him into this?
No, I...
- Did you pay your share?
- I'll pay him back as we go.
Do you realize how much
something like this costs?
That's a hell of a lot
- Calm down, honey.
- It's absurd at his age to buy that!
It's deplorable!
You wanted me to buy a
house, so I thought...
- Come on, Monique.
- Wait.
Why didn't you tell us?
I was going to.
- Were you taking off like a thief?
- No, no, no.
- Monique!
- Go, Mom.
- Let's go!
- "Let's go"...
There's no use talking to him.
I don't think you grasp
the measure of all this.
You let him do anything.
No, I don't!
Come on, come on...
Stop, stop!
Whoa.
You can't go any further.
Stop, stop, stop!
Stop everything!
Here.
Thank you.
What the hell were you
doing on a dirt road?
It's not a Motocross.
How much is it going to cost?
For those kinds of parts...
Surely, two or three thousand.
I knew it.
These vehicles have you
shelling out cash for any problem.
You should avoid these like the plague.
Follow me to my office.
Excuse me...
Where will you put the motorhome?
Just outside.
Well, I live in it, so...
I've nowhere else to sleep,
so I'd like to sleep in it.
If you don't mind.
- I don't have 3,000 euros anymore.
- Maybe it'll be cheaper.
Yeah, right! Do you honestly think so?
No way.
Besides, we need to have a bit saved up.
I'm not going home
with my tail between my legs.
My parents would be all too happy.
Hello.
We're looking for Mathieu.
Thank you.
Hello.
- Thanks, Valrie.
- They were out of sausage.
- Hello.
- That's ok.
- Valrie. That's Julien and Simon.
- Nice to meet you.
- We studied together.
- Oh?
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