My Mother, the Mermaid

"MY MOTHER"

Give me a light.

Thanks.

Bye!

-Did you wait long?

-No.

What do you think?

I was hot and thirsty.

That's all.

Careful.

It's wet.

You're so tiring!

I would have preferred

doing otherwise.

Or living otherwise.

But I let myself get

overcome by things...

Things foreign to me.

They settled in...

Little by little...

They destroyed my hope.

They began to rule.

You can understand

that when I was young...

this wasn't the life I dreamed of.

I didn't dream of this Iife

because I wasn't this person.

I was full of

joy and energy.

You didn't know me, Pierre.

As soon as you were born,

my youth fell apart.

I have the impression

that my life today...

doesn't correspond

to my true nature.

I have the impression

I haven't changed.

Still full of

joy and energy.

But unable to

prove it to others.

Alone in my joy and energy.

That's pretty awful.

Your mother is like me.

I don't mean she's awful.

She simply hasn't

changed either.

Like me, she wears a mask.

She's pretty

tired these days.

-Physically, she's fine.

-Can I go now?

-Want me to carry your bag?

-No.

-Give me the box.

-No, it's OK.

You lost weight.

You look bad.

I'm so happy to see you.

-I missed you, Marthe.

-Me, too.

Grandma sent this cheese.

Your mother is upstairs.

-It's heavy.

-No problem.

The pool!

You're soaked!

Is that all you can say?

I'll show you around.

I think I'll go

shopping this afternoon.

And you?

I don't know.

You can't stay inside the house

all afternoon, Pierre.

She just fell down.

Surely too much sun.

Or maybe she slipped.

Pierre...

Did he hit her?

Marthe, did he hit her?

Tell me if he hit her.

What are you talking about?

Be careful when you get

up tomorrow morning.

Be very careful.

Pierre.

Your father said goodbye.

He had to leave for France.

On business.

Where in France?

In Nice.

Back to his mistress?

Pierre!

What's come over you?

Keep those thoughts

to yourself, please.

Don't get mad.

It doesn't bother me either.

I'm happy to be

here alone with you.

Don't exaggerate.

I swear.

I have you all to myself.

How about this afternoon?

Going to the beach?

With you?

Where's my mother?

What's come over you?

Mom, you can't stay here.

Why did he bring you here?

-Want to sit?

-No, thanks.

Really!

What are you doing

on this island?

Can't he work elsewhere?

I won't last

two months here.

You're just bored.

There's the Aquapark.

I'll take you to Yumbo.

It's the place to go.

What do you say?

Yeah, sure.

Dinner, then we'll party.

The whole night.

You're handsome.

I'll be proud to

have you on my arm.

They'll think

you're my lover.

-Yeah, right.

-And why not?

I'm too old to be

taken for your lover?

You're ashamed?

Marthe, did you hear that?

I look too old!

Really, Pierre...

Would you be ashamed?

When are we going?

Real soon, unless you

think it's not a good idea.

-Let's go today.

-Not today.

But I promise...

Mom!

Mom!

M-Mom?!

Mom?

Aaahh.

Aahh.

Are you angry because I

didn't take you with me?

Tell me!

We have lots of

time for fun.

I'll take you tomorrow.

Promise.

Meanwhile, my young lover...

Bring me something

to dry myself off.

From the bathroom.

Go...

You're completely crazy!

Go and get it.

Hail Mary, full of grace.

Blessed art thou

among women.

Blessed is the

fruit of thy womb.

Holy Mary, Mother of God

pray for us sinners.

Now and at the

hour of our death.

Hail Mary!

I have bad news.

Your father had an accident.

His body is with

your grandparents.

We're taking the

plane for Nantes.

I don't know if

we'll rent a car...

or if we'll be picked up.

What happened?

If you speak to Marthe

or Robert, don't forget...

You're supposed to be sad.

No need to cry.

But at least look down.

You're still young.

You'll start again.

Listen, Pierre.

I don't expect you to

comfort me like that.

Imbecile.

# Little John dances,

he dances like this... #

# With his dick, he'll dance,

with his dick, he'll dance. #

# With his finger, finger, finger,

with his hand, hand, hand, #

# with his elbow, elbow, elbow,

with his head, head, head, #

# with his dick, dick, dick...

with his ass, ass, ass. #

# This is the way Little John

dances... #

In Istanbul, we

were happiest.

You can't remember.

You were too little.

But those three years

we lived there...

Ideal.

The Turks are wonderful.

Not like what people say.

They're good.

Nothing like the Spanish.

They're the empty

core of life.

Living next to them

is already stooping low.

Then just leave.

I will Ieave.

And go where?

July!

That's us.

# Those who are born in July. #

# Rise, rise, rise! #

Drink, drink, drink!

# She's one of us! #

# She downs #

a glass like anyone. #

# She's a drunk. #

You can tell from her face! #

One more time!

One more time!

Pierre...

Look at me.

You're too young.

I shouldn't speak to you like this.

Your father is dead.

I won't lie to you anymore.

You must admit that

I'm worse than him.

I don't deserve

your respect.

What do you think I've been doing

every afternoon all these years?

Why were you raised

by your grandmother?

What did you imagine?

Look at me, Pierre!

I'm a b*tch.

A slut.

No one respects me.

Your father knew.

He allowed it.

If you really love me, then

admit that I'm disgusting.

I want you to

love me for that.

For the shame I

inspire in you.

Pierre!

Pierre!

I'm over here.

I drank too much.

But I'm still OK...

I didn't vomit on you.

He stinks.

Doesn't he wash?

Has his room been aired?

No.

When I enter,

he starts screaming.

He has to go out.

He needs exercise.

What will you prescribe?

For now, only vitamins.

At his age, I won't

give him relaxants.

That's ridiculous.

First, he has to get out more

and change his eating habits.

He should go out.

He should eat...

How long does it take to

become a doctor in Spain?

He doesn't have fever

or other symptoms.

You want my medical opinion?

Nothing's wrong with him.

He just doesn't care.

Fine.

What do I owe you?

Nothing.

For this, nothing.

Nothing?

Get out of here!

Leave me alone.

Get out!

Are you sure you

told me everything?

-You seem nervous.

-Shut up!

Not a word!

Out of bed now!

I'm changing the sheets.

Here.

Clean pajamas.

-What's wrong?

-These are Dad's.

I'm not scolding

you, sweetie.

I'm not scolding you.

You're going out?

Of course.

Why watch over a

son who isn't sick...

and wants to make me crazy?

I'd take you with me,

but I don't feel like waiting.

Here...

The key to your

father's study.

I don't have the strength

to get rid of his junk.

I'm counting on

you to do it.

Throw it all out,

except what interests you.

The small key

opens the desk.

OK.

Go on!

You'll make me late.

Still love me?

I love you more

than anything.

Go on!

Don't tell Mom!

Don't tell her.

I'll kill you

if you tell her!

Is Mom already up?

Your mother went

away for a few days.

Where to?

Don't worry.

Just the three

of us in peace.

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