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Thanks.

You're lucky

your mom's so considerate.

Yeah, but she tells

our life story on the radio.

He's criticizing me again!

I listen to Mlina,

the Radio France personality.

Talk to your husband,

not to that b*tch.

I'm the grandmother. Hi.

That's irrelevant.

Hello.

I don't know her,

so I can talk to her.

You really have no pride.

Last time,

she gave me good advice.

- Telling her about us...

- That's kids for you.

They criticize us

and don't understand.

No introductions?

Bernard, my stepfather.

Claire.

Hi.

Hello, sir.

For once, it's not someone colored.

Spouting sh*t again!

Don't start fighting again.

I'm going out.

If not, I'll lose it.

Damn you, Bernard!

How are you? Things going well?

Why wouldn't they be?

All these people

must be an inconvenience.

No, I love parties!

Did you do all the cooking?

No, I just made the pancakes.

That's all I can make.

Kids love them.

You don't have kids?

No.

That's smart. They're such a pain.

Take, Bernard, for example.

He really made me suffer.

As a kid, he didn't listen.

So stubborn.

After, things got a bit better.

Now he still depends on his mom.

Yes...

throughout their lives.

It doesn't surprise me.

Do you have other kids?

No, one was enough.

I was on my own.

You raised him yourself?

Yes.

You know how men are.

All that's behind me now.

Yes, it's behind you.

My sweetie pie,

what are you eating?

Some candy.

Candy?

You didn't eat my pancakes?

Yes, I did.

- How many did you have?

- Two.

- You like grandma's pancakes?

- I love them.

You're the most beautiful,

the best...

Getting some air?

Tell me... Are you single?

Why are you asking?

Since you're on your own,

I thought...

Excuse me.

Wait a second.

Leaving already?

Don't you want to dance?

No, I'd rather go home.

I didn't open your gift.

Never mind,

you'll open it without me.

Drive carefully.

Mlina, it's Andr.

I just got the numbers.

We beat our record.

We crossed the 10 mark.

Isn't it terrific?

I don't know...

maybe we can celebrate for once.

Can you hear me?

What the hell do I care?

As Arletty said,

my ass is international.

She slept with a German in WWII,

and that was her reply

to her critics.

Still listening to that stuff?

Night-night, Granny.

Night, sweetie.

You really have

to experience that passion.

Call me when you're with a guy

with a moustache.

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Good luck with your pregnancy,

and also good luck

if you decide to abort.

Not an easy decision.

It's time to say good night

and bring you

the news with Christophe Levalier.

As usual, I'll enjoy talking

with you tomorrow as of 9 p.m.

Thank you for listening.

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Hello.

Hello.

Is this Claire Martin's place?

Yes, but she's not here.

Tell her Lucas from Claye stopped by

and give her this.

Thanks.

Hello.

What are you doing here?

I was at your place

and left your badge.

Really?

Thanks.

- May I sit down?

- No!

Sorry, someone's joining me.

Hello, will you be eating?

Sure, why not.

I'll sit here.

It's classy.

Hope it's not too pricey.

Here's the menu.

So Mrs. Martin's waiting

for a guest?

Yes.

A Parisian volunteering

in the suburbs?

Yes, because...

I'm moving to Claye soon.

Really? Where?

I don't know yet.

Maybe near rue des Pinsons.

That'll make a change.

Yes.

Radio France is moving

or you got a new job?

Your badge... Isn't it Radio France?

What would you like?

I'll take menu A and a beer.

Thanks.

I can't imagine you in Claye.

You're not a journalist

on assignment?

Writing on the suburbs...

Unemployment? Volunteers?

No. Absolutely not.

Really?

Why do you say that?

I dunno. Just a feeling.

Are you a detective

or in construction?

Construction?

The plaster under your nails.

Oh yeah.

It's not my real job.

I do it for the money.

What's your real job?

I did photography, but dropped it.

Why am I even telling you?

Why'd you drop it?

I couldn't make a living.

It's hard to break in,

and it's not my world.

So what, if it's not your world.

The art world isn't art.

The art world is a market.

It's not the same.

If you're not in,

you can't break in.

You can do anything

if you really want it.

Easy to say

when you live in the 16th.

What do you mean?

What do you know about it?

Maybe your photos are the problem.

Maybe.

Want to see?

I picked them up from the gallery.

Yes. Why not?

OK.

Here.

Thank you.

Who are those people?

Strangers. I take pictures

of people I don't know.

You never take your family?

No thanks.

You must like them

if you live with them.

Except for your stepfather,

obviously.

He doesn't seem worth knowing.

Disliking your stepfather

is typical.

don't like their biological parent's

new partner.

If you say so.

I don't get along

with the others either.

I never see my dad.

My mother's nice,

but a bit stifling.

Jolle and I hardly talk.

If I hadn't left my place,

I wouldn't be there.

I'll be leaving

to go abroad soon anyway.

How lucky to have a family!

You think?

Of course.

Lots of people would envy you.

What's so great about a family?

Ever read the news? Open your eyes?

I've got to go!

I'd love to talk more,

but I must work.

Your guest didn't come?

No, he didn't come!

Is that a problem?

No problem.

It's none of my business,

but I'd like to say this:

I know something about photography.

It would be a shame to stop.

What I saw was high quality.

You've got talent.

You should persevere.

That's it.

Sure she's coming?

Yes, I'm telling you she'll be here.

I went to Aldi...

I'm here!

Here she is.

Sorry, but I had the kid.

So you shop at Aldi?

I go to Lidl,

but they're getting pricey.

Prices are going up and up.

Hello.

Hi. We know each other.

Let's get on with it.

We've a new load

and the Easter eggs.

Can I do something not involving

contact with clothes?

I'm allergic to dust,

fibers and plastic.

That doesn't leave much.

You can just watch. Just joking.

You can list the stock.

Where's this crate from?

I brought the green one up

yesterday.

It's for food aid.

We'll do it tomorrow.

I'll call city hall

for the Easter egg operation.

Maybe I can join you?

It doesn't take two to make a call.

Jojo, is the red car yours?

Oh no!

Have you lost your mind?

I didn't do it on purpose.

I'm sorry. I misjudged the space.

I just got new glasses.

I don't give a damn.

If you can't drive, don't!

I didn't think I'd hit you.

I volunteer

and look what it gets me! Sh*t!

Bye.

See you Tuesday.

Would you like a beer?

- Here.

- Thanks.

I sure needed that.

Me too.

That b*tch and her car!

I know you were a drum majorette.

Lucas told me.

I saw him yesterday.

He told you that? It's true.

I even made regional champion.

I was crazy about it,

and pretty good too.

Mini skirt for the guys,

a baton to sort them out.

You seem like a tough cookie.

I'm like you, no pushover.

Otherwise people walk all over you.

Are you from Claye?

No, I'm from the Marne,

but I left when I was barely 18.

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