Untouchable

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Get out of my way!

Ok, here they are.

Philippe, wake up now,

I bet you 100 euros that I'll lose them.

Philippe?

Deal.

Let's do this!

Gosh, you're on a good night.

F***.

You lost them alright.

Get out of the car!

Hands on the hood!

- I double

- 200 euros that they're escorting us

You're gonna lose again

Come on! Show me your hands!

Your hands goddammit!

- Wait. I'm gonna explain.

- Shut up. Hands on the hood.

- Wait

- Get out of the car. Now!

Take it easy!

He can't get out.

He can't even open the door.

Look at him for god's sake!

There's a wheel chair in the trunk.

He's disabled. Go check!

Get off me

- He's telling the truth.

- SO!

What did you think?

You think i'm driving that fast

for the fun of it?

I was going to the hospital.

I'm working for him. He's having a stroke!

The more we wait, the worse it gets. He can't

move, he can't do anything. That's why I'm here.

I think we have a problem here.

Come see this.

- What the f*** do we do now?

- That's right, think about it. Take your time.

But meanwhile call his 15 years old daughter

and tell her her father is dead because of you!

Because if he's not taken care of within

But take your time.

Think. Think fast.

He's dying!

Alright, don't lose any more time.

Go.

- Where are you going?

- ER.

We're gonna escort you, it's safer.

Let's go, we're escorting them!

They're gone. They're leaving.

Good.

Philippe, this is so gross.

I can't deal with that, how do

you produce this... beuargh

Alright, you'll really have to

get your license eventually.

Yes but meanwhile "we're gonna

escort you, it's safer".

A 200 euros escort.

What? I never bet such amounts

of money.

Let's celebrate a little bit.

"We're gonna escort you, it's safer"

Cool it. I helped you big time.

Philippe, an escort. A safe escort!

Here he comes.

We took care of it.

A stretcher will be here in a second.

- Are you gonna be ok?

- Yeah, it's fine.

- Good luck.

- Whatever.

Now what?

Now you let me decide.

UNTOUCHABLES:

Based on a true story

Do you have references?

Well yes. I validated my CAFAD.

A certificate of aptitude to take care of

disabled persons.

I validated it in a renowned instute

in the Landes country in 2001

I have a high school "Proximity Services" diploma

and a bachelor's in "Social and Familial Economy"

I don't... like... I mean... I have been

mostly studying rather than working.

What is your main motivation?

Money. Duh!

Mankind.

I'm all about mankind.

Good for you.

To help others, I think. It's

good right? It's a good answer?

I like the neighbourhood.

I love disabled persons. Since I was

a little child actually.

To promotes disabled people's autonomy,

I'd say.

Their social insertion.

Sports too. You gotta move, you know.

For the social life, I mean.

These people can't do anything...

I saw... had my first professionnal

experience...

It was Mme Dupont Morathie

A really old lady...

really old...

I assisted her...

until the end, day after day.

In geriatrics there were good times too.

We had King's cake... er...

Oh... I'm also an expert in

administrative stuff...

Financial aid...

Welfare...

I... I don't know...

maybe you qualify?

You'll check, Magalie.

But I don't think so...

- Yvan Laprade?

- Yes.

- No no no, get out! - I've been waitin

for 2 hours. - It's my turn now.

Hello.

I'm coming to have a paper signed.

Please take a seat.

Do you have references?

References? I do.

So?

We're all ears.

"Kool & the Gang", "Earth, Wind & Fire".

Those are good references, aren't they?

I don't know them. Take a seat.

If you don't know them, you

don't know anything about music.

I don't think I'm incult when

it comes to music

- Even if I don't know you "Sool" whatever...

- NO.

"Kool & the Gang".

What about you?

You know Chopin, Schubert, Berlioz?

You're asking me if I know Berlioz?

I'd be surprised if YOU knew

anything about Berlioz.

I'm a specialist, though.

Oh really...

Who do you know there?

- Which building?

- What do you mean which building?

But, man...

Berlioz was a famous composer before

your residency was called after him.

Writer, critic of the 19th century.

It's a joke. I know who Berlioz is.

But I see humor is like music for you.

You don't know anything about it.

Tell us about your paper.

I need a signature...

To prove I came to the interview.

It says that unfortunately, despite my obvious

qualities... whatever usual bullshit you use

you're still not interested.

I need 3 of these to get welfare money again.

I understand, welfare.

- You don't have any other motivation in life?

- Oh I do.

There's one right here.

This here is really motivating...

So, what's happening now?

Signing? Not signing?

I'm sorry I can't sign it right now.

Why is that?

Why?

Oh yeah, that's a bit annoying.

Because I have a deadline, and since

I'm pretty late...

It's "a bit annoying", indeed.

Can't the motivation sign for you?

No, Magalie can't do that.

It's a shame.

She could have dropped in her number as well.

You'll have to come back tomorrow.

I wouldn't want to deprive you

from welfare.

- Sorry I can't walk you to the door.

- It's all good.

Don't get up...

I mean stay seated.

See you tomorrow.

- Nina?

- Yeah?

- Is she here?

- No. She'll be back late.

No! Hey!

Don't use it now, it's using all the water.

Stop the water!

And get out.

- I'm showering, what are you doing here?

- Leave me alone. - Get out!

Make them leave. Come on.

Bitou, I'm not joking.

Nina!

Nina. Get out, you and your fat belly!

Let it go!

Give me a towel. Why are you still here...

Get out, all of you!

Bitou, come one

Hey! Bitou!

What do you think you're doing?

Sit down.

What do you want?

Coca-Cola or this one?

I want Coca-Cola.

- Where do you come from?

- School.

Can you wipe the thrash can?

Where are you going now?

Horse-riding.

That's right, act like a smart ass.

It's for you.

Where have you been?

- Holidays.

- Holidays?

You think people don't talk around here?

That I'm incredibly stupid?

You've been gone for 6 months.

Not one phone call. Nothing.

And you come back, as if nothing happened,

giving me a Kinder egg?

Do you think I'm gonna pay the rent with that?

The groceries?

african language

african language

Do you think it's a hotel here?

Look at me when I'm talking to you.

Moron.

- It's impossible to talk with you.

- You want to talk?

Alright.

I'm listening.

I'm listening now.

You know Driss...

I prayed a lot for you.

But god forgive me...

I have other children.

I still have hope for them.

I don't want to see you around

here anymore.

You're taking all your stuff.

And you get the f*** out of here.

Got it?

Leave.

Leave!

...and he's gone!

It's a good one, right?

Ok, I'm off.

You don't think it was funny?

Yes?

- I'm here for my paper.

- Yes, I was waiting for you.

- You know... the paper.

- Get in.

Can you tell Philipp the boy is here?

Of course.

- So?

- The beats are not quite done.

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