Parlez-moi d'amour
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Get up, sweetheart.
Come on, it's time.
Get up, love.
Here, drink your milk, sweetheart.
I don't believe it...
Oh, sh*t!
Sugar, daddy, sugar.
What are you doing? Go and wash.
Jacob, have you done a pee?
Go and do a pee, then.
Aim carefully
or it sprays all over.
Okay! What does ''prays'' mean?
Just a second. All right, in you go.
Get in the bath.
Take your T-shirt off.
Take it off, love.
Mind your head.
Here we go.
I'll go fetch your things.
What's going on?
What's going on?
Here, get dressed, love.
Jeremy, get out of the bath.
Faster than the speed of light!
That's my Pokemon T-shirt!
- It doesn't matter.
- It's mine!
Take it off. Give it to him.
I'll get you another.
Stop fighting, I'm sick of it.
Go dress in your room.
Jacob, out of the bath now.
Go get dressed.
Out of the bath!
Put your T-shirt on.
Mom, where are my socks?
Have a look in the corner there.
Garden gnome!
Mom...
Constantin called me a garden gnome.
What's a garden gnome?
An ugly little man
with a red T-shirt and baggy pants.
I don't want these pants!
Garden gnome!
We'll change them later.
- It's ready.
- Here we come.
Pokemon garden gnome.
Hurry it up!
I'll bang your heads together.
- I didn't want a egg.
- You rotten egg.
What's that on your T-shirt?
Where? What?
Muk's landed on dad's T-shirt.
Pokemon, Muk stink attack!
id you sleep well?
Yes, and you?
Hurry up.
We'll go faster like this.
Lead the way, Constantin.
Wait for me before you cross.
Okay, let's go.
Mom...
I don't want to go to school.
You don't want
to go to school, sausage?
Even when we're apart,
we're still together.
- Where?
- In my heart.
You like to run?
I'll hold onto your rabbit.
I'm worried you'll lose it.
Say bye-bye to mommy
and in we go.
One...
Two...
Three...
Four...
The lemon's for the hangover?
How about
a peaceful breakfast for once?
I simply asked a question.
No, it's not for the hangover.
You're being aggressive.
I only asked
why you're using lemon in your tea.
That's not being aggressive.
I'm sick of you yelling at me.
And I'm sick of wasting my time
with a f***ing drunk!
Mademoiselle's getting
common again. Just listen to you.
What about when you're sloshed?
''Sloshed'', ''f***ing''...
My family's as good as yours.
And walking away is common too!
No, it's dignified.
People in our world don't yell.
ignity for you
and leave the others in their sh*t!
We're nothing but sh*t now.
You and me...
We have sh*t feelings,
sh*t words,
a sh*t relationship...
It's pathetic.
It's pitiful, it's shitty!
It's hopeless!
You're right.
I'm sorry.
We'll do as you want.
You're not working?
No, I want to listen to some music.
In the morning?
One of the speakers is dead.
You can't listen to music like that.
I think
I have a Walkman somewhere.
What?
Nothing.
Yes, ust a second.
I see why my translation's so slow.
It's your mother.
Hello, Carole.
Hello, mom.
No, I'm fine.
Really.
We won't stay long.
We aren't even there yet.
Watch the light!
- It's our fauIt.
- What is?
They hit us when you braked.
It's all falling.
We can't stay here all night.
It's next week, okay.
I'm sure of that now.
I thought it was...
Jean told me he was in Kaakhstan
until last week.
Today's the 24th.
Or maybe he told me
he was changing hotels.
Come on, it doesn't matter.
Let's go home.
I wasn't too keen anyhow.
- Why don't we go dancing?
- What?
Just kidding.
You can go if you want.
I have no idea
where to drop you off.
I don't know either.
I'm not so sure.
- Yes, you are.
- No, I'm not!
Remember how I danced at home?
I liked that.
You don't do it anymore?
No. You hadn't noticed?
It's okay, they're asleep.
- Hello, Justine.
- Hello, Hubert.
Come in. It's a bit of a mess today.
I'm sorry.
What's going on?
Your twentieth?
No, we haven't been together
20 years yet.
- I meant yours.
- That's sweet of you.
Have a seat.
- It's our son's birthday.
- Which one?
Jeremy, he's six today.
How silly, if I'd known...
on't worry.
Would you like a coffee?
If you have some ready.
Even if I hadn't...
Okay, Hubert?
Hello, Richard.
Would you prefer to work
another day?
No, they want the script
this afternoon.
We have to finish.
This solves all our problems
with scene 24.
Listen...
Excuse me...
The stereo's not working.
What are we going to do?
They don't need music.
They do, a little...
Let them look at books or watch TV.
on't worry.
I liked dancing when I was six.
I picked up a lot of girls that way
dancing to rock tunes.
If I catch you...
They're here.
I'll catch you.
I've caught you!
Something wrong?
I can't hear myseIf think.
- Not dancing?
- ancing's stupid, I hate it!
Let's go for a walk.
Come on, we'll catch him!
Lend us your bicycle.
C'mon, Julien!
C'mon, Julien, lend it to us.
We'll catch him.
Tell me.
Tell me things, Constantin.
I can't know otherwise.
Constantin.
Tell me.
addy told me
Look at me.
Look into my eyes
and you'll see if I'm lying.
I don't prefer another man
to your daddy and that's the truth.
It's also true that daddy and mommy
aren't happy together anymore.
You know that. You can tell.
But there's no one else involved,
ust the two of us.
Whatever happens between us
won't change a thing.
We love you and that's what counts.
You understand?
Yes, I understand
- Okay?
- I'm fine.
You want to know?
Well?
Here. Ten thousand euros.
That's good.
I can take a breather
and retype my novel.
They mentioned another proect.
I'll meet the director next week.
id everything go well?
Yes. Well, almost...
Meaning?
Constantin asked me
if I preferred another man to you.
You told him the truth?
What truth?
All those guys. o I know?
Yes, you do.
You know why
and you know it's over.
There'll be others.
You've always said that.
And I wasn't wrong.
That's too easy.
Nothing seems too hard for you.
As soon as you faIter,
she finds a new man.
It didn't happen that quickly.
It had been three years
since you touched me,
you feIt nothing for me.
- Here we go again.
- When you don't feel like it...
What don't I feel like?
Seeing you screwed by a**holes,
guys who take you both ways?
on't tell me
Those guys are in you forever now.
How do I live with that?
I have to share my bed with them!
You have the right to desert me
and you don't give a damn
if I'm happy?
Happiness, pleasure...
Today's keys words! Go ahead,
be happy, enoy yourselves!
Can you honestly complain?
Look around you.
Are you sick? Look at Hubert.
What's wrong
I cry every day and you can live
with the idea that I was taught
to suffer for others?
- o you suffer for others?
- They make me suffer.
Who do you love?
I love you but I should hate you.
You can't ust say, ''I love you.''
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