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because you're weak...

because...

You can say it's better for you

to get your strength back up

to confront...

No, that's bullshit.

They're not dumb!

Let's be straight.

I think that...

your uncle

has something to tell you.

Okay.

Your uncle has...

a serious illness.

A very, very serious illness.

He may even die.

That's why we moved into his place.

Because

I'd like to take care of him.

Why are you telling us all this?

Because it's the truth, sweetie.

Are you gonna die, for sure?

Well, no. They don't know.

They may cure me.

But still... I don't know.

Even if I do... We all die!

- We all die!

- We just don't know when.

And we want it to happen

as late as possible.

But if it happens, it's no big deal.

You just have to be prepared.

They're in bed.

Think she's got a guy?

There's a good chance.

- Why?

- Because she's pretty.

And you? How come you don't?

Because I did

and now I don't anymore.

Hey, it's not easy!

At my age, it's not...

At your age!

You're 40. Not some old bag.

Things aren't the same at 40.

You don't know how men are.

They don't like women like me.

Women who talk back scare them.

They like silly young girls best.

Like her!

She's not necessarily silly.

You're saying nobody'd like you?

It's a fact.

I'm not 20 anymore. Thank God!

Your life's not over.

You just say that

'cause you got dumped.

No.

It's true,

I expected more from Fran?ois.

We had a baby together.

I thought my life

would be different.

F***... work's a nightmare, these days.

Lay-offs, paperwork...

Your days aren't numbered.

You're alive, you've got time!

Enjoy it!

You're so f***ing pessimistic.

And for no reason!

Elise, you're in great shape.

Take advantage of that!

Give chance a chance.

I believe in you!

Your life's not over!

Maybe it hasn't even started.

- Miss?

- I'm responding to your ad.

Can you come back

this afternoon instead?

Yes, if you prefer.

Stand off to the side.

Madam?

A baguette, please.

- Anything else?

- That'll be all.

Eighty cents, please.

- Have a nice day.

- Thank you.

Do you have any sales experience?

- I majored in AES.

- What's that?

A retail and economics

training program.

I don't need an economist!

I also did some internships.

I worked in a bakery for a month,

as an intern.

You like that? Bakeries, all that.

That universe really attracts me.

It's a universe all right.

Hold on... Stand off to the side!

- Sir, madam...

- A baguette.

A "tradition"?

Ninety cents.

- Are you French?

- Yes, ma'am.

Really? Where were you born?

In Thiers, ma'am.

She's from the Auvergne region!

That's how it is! Like it or not!

That's Paris!

Have a nice day.

- What's your name?

- Khadija.

Of course!

Take my place and we'll see.

We'll be right with you.

- What can I get you?

- Pastries.

- How many?

- Four.

- This box?

- What do you think?

A doily!

Which ones would you like?

Elise!

Look at this.

My first sweetheart

took that picture.

Incredible!

I gotta go. Look at the time!

I'm really late. Sh*t!

I'm off! See you later.

Elisabeth Deleforges.

Elisabeth?

It's Pierre Bellanger.

We were in the 6th grade together.

Yeah, exactly.

I wasn't calling for any reason...

Just to say that...

Remember when we slow-danced

at Beatrice Horn's?

I don't know. In 7th or 8th grade.

I'm really glad.

It was at Viviane Chocas' house?

I just wanted to say...

That was the first time

I ever danced with a girl.

And it may've been

the happiest moment of my life.

That's it.

Sleeping outside,

it's hard to endure such temperatures,

which are...

damned cold.

Yes, of course.

Have you been here before?

I feel like...

You haven't?

Have you tried 115?

- What?

- The toll-free number.

Oh, sh*t.

Meaning?

Oh, f***!

Listen, I'm on my way.

Rachel!

I have an emergency.

Can you help me?

I'm sorry, sir.

My colleague

will handle your problem.

I have a problem.

You'll be okay.

You'll be okay.

She remembered me.

I had the feeling...

she was happy to hear from me.

She was surprised but...

Rinse out your mouth.

I was so in love with Elisabeth.

I didn't dare tell her.

I think she got that.

- You think?

- Yes.

Shouldn't you see the cardiologist?

For?

You're completely nuts.

The heart problem.

Pierre's heart.

- Take a deep breath.

- Yes, yes.

It's hard to concentrate

with all this commotion. Let me relax.

It's your first shot.

We'll get there.

- Let's go.

- Everyone ready?

Roll camera. Extras action!

It was here, in the H?tel Pimodan,

or the H?tel Lauzun,

dating from the 17th century,

that Baudelaire

wrote his famous poem,

"Invitation to the Voyage."

It was here

that the Hashish Club met,

where Gerard de Nerval,

Theophile Gautier,

Daumier, Balzac

convened

to unite drunkenness and creation.

It's right here,

under the aegis of Baudelaire,

that we begin our portrait of Paris,

eternal city.

In his preface to Paris Spleen,

Baudelaire said that work had

"neither head nor tail."

It was a modern form of poetry,

fragmented,

"without meter or rhyme."

He justifies his desire

to compose prose poems,

by saying,

"Above all, enormous cities,

"with their incalculable

interconnections,

"beget this obsessive ideal."

Today's cities also have

"neither head nor tail."

Paris is

a fragmented wellspring of men,

stories, eras,

monuments, places...

Let us also try

to discover that universe

in a fragmented way.

To discover,

in those scattered shards,

why, "Here, all is order and beauty,

"luxury, calm and voluptuousness."

I just had one beer.

I had such a craving.

With your daily cocktail

of beta blockers,

Digoxin, Captopril and Carveditol,

one drop of alcohol and you vomit.

You have to save your strength.

You can't live the same way.

I get that but sometimes it's hard.

We're gonna have

to see each other regularly.

I have the results of your tests.

The whole team met yesterday.

All your doctors.

Endocrinologists, shrinks, everyone.

We've all studied your file

and come to the same verdict.

Our suspicions have been confirmed.

I won't lie.

This heart isn't working.

We all recommend a transplant.

Obviously, we need your consent.

It's freezing in here.

Is the air on? Or is it me?

Don't hesitate to call me.

By the way,

I'm doubling your dose of Digoxin.

That's important.

I'm looking for Orthopedics.

This is Cardiology.

Orthopedics is one floor down.

- Thank you.

- Hello.

Hello.

I go to your bakery...

where you just...

Well, uh...

Well... Have a nice day.

Come back soon.

Call me.

We used to have girls from Normandy.

I loved them.

They're workers!

Like the Alsatians.

There is a difference.

A Breton will never work

like a Norman or an Alsatian.

They're more...

They're tough as nails,

those Bretons!

Not to mention the Corsicans!

All that's to say, guess what?

I made a discovery.

- North Africans!

- Really?

Yes, North Africans.

I have one here.

Khadija. She's a gem!

It's true, they are temperamental.

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