Children, what are you doing?
What are you looking at?
-Shit! -The kids!
Let's go.
Hurry up.
Come on, Alex.
Stop dawdling.
-Mom! -Dad!
Sweetie!
Hi, gorgeous.
See, Mom made it after all.
You're Elliot's parents?
We're Zoe's parents.
Thomas.
-Lisa. -Carole.
Tricky with four people!
Zoe's friend is so cute.
What's his name?
Elliot, right? He's adorable.
His mother's pretty cute too.
Don't you think?
I don't know.
Elliot's mother, from school.
Ever noticed her before?
Beautiful, isn't she?
Carole!
Sorry, sorry!
Won't you be hot in that shirt?
I'm freezing,
I must be coming down with something.
Goodnight.
Ok, goodnight.
LUNCHTIME TODAY?
My glasses, my glasses…
NOW!
I've got an emergency at work!
Can you take Zoe to school?
What? No, no…
I'm seeing a gyneco…
No problem! Doctors are always late.
See you tonight, girls.
It's simple Karen. Move the meeting to one p.m.
Order sushi for lunch.
Marcoussy? Tell him the truth.
I worked all night, my son is ill,
I'm stuck at the doctor's. I'm doing my best.
No, his neck isn't stiff.
I doubt it's meningitis. Thanks, Karen.
-Hour and fifteen. You? -Hour and a half.
Mrs. Lombar…
Di! Lombar…
Di.
I always walk past your plaque but I never made the connection.
With my daughter, and your son.
I didn't know Elliot's last name.
And even if I had…
Anyway my gynecologist is sick.
I mean pregnant!
A difficult pregnancy. Goes to show!
I'm here for a routine check-up.
Are you embarrassed it's me?
I understand.
Not at all! Not in the slightest.
Good.
How old are you?
Thirty-two… and a half.
I'm a December child.
Weight?
Fifty-nine… sixty-one.
Regular periods? Heavy?
Average.
Smooth pregnancy?
I'd say so. The baby came out!
Are you on the pill?
I stopped six months ago.
Planning a second?
You stopped the pill.
No, actually…
My prescription ran out…
my husband works a lot…
he's always away…
he plays sports evenings… mornings too…
You know!
Let's have a look.
Right.
Passion fruit.
My favorite.
Perfect.
Beautiful cervix.
And you have the uterus
of a teenager.
I'm surprised we never met before.
I avoid taking my son to school.
My patients are from the neighborhood.
It might embarrass them to…
You know?
Damn pens never work.
-Will you take a check? -Sure.
Unbelievable!
From my wife.
-She got it in Seville. -Mine's from Seville too.
My husband was there on business.
How funny!
It sure is.
-When was it? -When was what?
Your husband's trip to Seville?
June 16th. It was my mother's birthday.
And your wife?
Same time. June 16th.
How funny.
It's all quite funny.
The kids, the school… all these coincidences.
Yeah, coincidences.
What's this?
The place I want to take you someday.
It's beautiful.
I knew you'd like it.
We'll go swimming in this little spot?
Then we'll lie on this rock.
Think they suspect something?
Why would they?
Yesterday, at school.
No way. At least not my wife.
Why not?
She could never imagine me cheating on her.
It's not my style.
And you know what?
I don't feel like I'm cheating.
Me neither. Why is that?
I don't know.
Are we horrible?
Horrible.
Monstrous.
Vile.
Mean, nasty…
Shit!
ENTER PIN
Shit!
François and Brigitte invited us to dinner.
Let's go.
Are you ok?
I'm fine, why?
No reason.
Zoe, are you ready?
Can I help you?
No, thank you.
I'm fine.
As you like.
You know what?
I'll have a little champagne.
Of course, madam.
Your champagne, madam.
Your whiskey, sir.
Are you alright, sir?
I'm fine.
Unbelievable!
Yet another coincidence.
I laid awake all night, worrying about Seville.
Silly of me, huh?
What's with you?
-Goodbye. -See you.
My wife is on the first floor, room 153.
She's been waiting over 30 minutes.
She screams if I'm 30 seconds late.
Anyway I'm never late.
It can't be true.
There must be an explanation.
There's an explanation, alright!
I'll find them!
Where are they?
Hang on!
Where are you?
This is pointless.
Three hours!
What have they been doing?
I don't know. This is pointless.
Come on.
How do you stay so calm?
-How do you do it? -I don't know.
I don't know.
It's not him. He never… It's not his style!
It's her, it's got to be her…
She must've thrown herself at him.
What did she do to him?
Slutty stuff!
That's it, she's a slut!
A big slut who gets off on stealing other women's men!
You're talking about my wife.
So? She's a slut, face it!
What about your husband?
Wasn't he getting enough at home?
I'm sorry, that was stupid.
But you started it.
You're right, I'm sorry too.
I'm not used to this. It's my first time.
It's my first time, too.
She says she has a conference on the 30th.
I'm sure it's another…
In two weeks?
We're ok then! It's the New York marathon.
So?
The New York marathon, you know!
My husband's favorite thing.
He'd miss his mother's funeral for it.
In ten years, he's never missed one.
He's been training for three weeks,
he bought his ticket six months ago.
This time at least,
we can rest easy.
Metallic paint costs a fortune!
If I find the asshole who did it, I'll break his face!
How's your training going? Feeling confident this year?
I'm running every day.
Good thing, too!
With days like today…
How are your new shoes?
My new shoes?
Great, really great!
My knee doesn't hurt as much.
Great support…
Great shock absorbers…
They're really great!
Sweetheart, can you bring me a towel?
Carole, I need a towel, I'm soaked!
Muriel? Cancel my next two patients.
What do I say?
Tell them I'm delivering a baby.
-In your… -Yes, in my office!
Never…
He never missed the marathon for me!
Not even when we first met.
We missed out on so many things
because of his training and injuries!
This isn't just about sex.
They're in love.
Clearly. We're sunk.
Sunk, I'm telling you!
Excuse me, I'm sorry.
I'm packing my bags, I'm leaving.
Do you love your husband?
I know I love my wife.
Of course I love him, he's my husband.
My soulmate.
Nothing matters more than him, my daughter, my family.
I feel the same.
We can't let them destroy everything.
We've got to fight.
Zoe, give Daddy a kiss goodbye.
She'll kiss you when we get there.
When we get where?
The airport. Right, honey?
You're not taking me to the airport.
Sure we are! Zoe loves airports.
Tell Daddy what you want to be.
-What do you want to be? -A stewardess!
She'll love it.
It's pointless, we won't have any time.
We'll go another time, Zoe. You and me.
For a whole day.
Yippee!
Wonderful, you get to go twice!
Lucky me!
You never come to the airport.
Well, I should start.
Little things hold couples together.
And I don't ever want to lose you.
Let's go.
We'll be late.
Carole, this is silly.
I'm telling you I don't mind.
Shall we?
They're not giving up.
Why don't you answer?
Hello, Berthier?
"Berthier?" Where are you? The train is about to leave!
-My dear Berthier, I can't be everywhere. -Where are you?
On my way to the airport!
I told you a million times, I'm off to New York.
-You're joking. -I've never been more serious.
Just ask my wife and daughter.
Don't do this to me. What do I do?
Same as before, Berthier, stick to the plan.
I gave you my blueprints. Just follow them.
Are you sure? Maybe we should cancel.
I don't share your pessimism.
Projects always run late.
This one's just running a bit later.
But that's no reason to throw in the towel.
-So I take the train? -Exactly.
Ok.
-Trouble at work? -No, no.
Nothing that can't be fixed.
Bye, Pumpkin!
We'll take you to the boarding gate.
Right, Zoe? There'll be lots of stewardesses.
And we'll watch the plane take off.
I love watching planes take off, it's so poetic.
Oh shit!
I don't believe it! I forgot my passport.
I didn't.
You always forget everything.
Let's go.
I don't get it. I must've left it at home.
I put it in your pocket.
I must've taken it out, or dropped it.
I'm such an idiot.
It's ok, honey. Just buy another one.
And pay full price? No way.
You're sweet, but I can't.
I will not allow my forgetfulness
to strain our finances.
I may be a bit selfish, but I have my limits.
My treat! I just got a big advance.
The flight is fully booked.
Shit…
You can say that again.
This'll make Berthier happy, he's lost without me.
Your attention please… Will Thomas Lombardi,
passenger on the New York flight,
please report to gate 15 to pick up his ticket.
The gods are on our side.
We're so lucky!
Poor Berthier.
I need to make a call.
I must ask you to take your seat, sir.
Thank you.
How could I have forgotten my cell phone?
Your dad is such a space cadet.
Look what he forgot.
There's no train at three a.m., I hitchhiked!
A nice guy picked me up, a mover.
He even lent me his sweater.
What about your job? Won't Marcoussy be upset?
You left in the middle of the night!
That asshole better not say a word.
Know where he was, while I was hard at it?
In New York, for the marathon! Can you believe it?
I sacrifice my family life,
work like a dog, wax my legs…
All for some jerk who clearly doesn't give a shit!
You're right, he's completely out of line.
I'm so sick of it.
Let him fire me.
Better yet, I'll quit.
Exactly. That's what you need to do, Lisa.
Sayonara, Marcoussy.
Well… thanks.
For what?
The airport thing was your idea. You did it.
Yeah, well…
It worked, that's what counts.
Yes, that's what counts.
I better go, now we need to…
Yeah, we need to…
I guess this is goodbye.
Right… Goodbye.
Well?
Her head still hurts.
She can't move. Do you think it's the flu?
I'm waiting in the square.
That was Marcoussy.
He won't accept my resignation. He wants to talk.
So I'd better…
I have to go.
Dad?
What does resignation mean?
It means there's no Santa Claus.
Straight ahead…
Careful.
Stop. Now climb four stairs.
One…
two…
three… and four.
Good.
Now don't move.
What are you doing?
Where'd you go?
You did all this?
Are you sure? Did you look everywhere?
I don't know, I only had eyes for your ass.
Mr. Thomas!
We're in deep, deep shit.
I'll call you back.
Look what I found this morning.
Yeah, so?
So?
So it's covered in wax!
The chips are fried!
Chips, fried?
The microchips!
The whole electrical system is burnt to a crisp.
It'll cost 10,000 euros to replace.
Whose ass is gonna pay?
Not mine!
Mr. Thomas…
We won't continue
until the guilty party has confessed.
You hear me?
Excuse me, Manuel,
what makes you so sure it was one of our crew?
Maybe it was an outside party.
There was no break-in!
The site is closed to the public.
Nobody but us has access to it.
Nobody.
Right. This is a problem.
You try to help young people find work,
and what do they do?
Use the site for orgies.
Fucking bimbos on the off hours!
And fucking up our equipment in the process!
Let's not jump to hasty conclusions.
Hasty?
Yes, hasty.
You call that hasty, Mr. Thomas?
I'm waiting.
Who did it?
This is a bit far.
If you keep coming to my office,
my secretary might get suspicious.
Here we'll have peace.
Normally it's calm.
Nothing's normal anymore. Everything's crazy.
Now we're the ones hiding, and to what end?
So we just give up?
Why didn't you react?
He flew past you! Tackle him for chrissakes!
You think you'll win by being nice?
You wanna win a chocolate medal? Wake up, dammit!
Sunday we gotta mop up the floor with them!
Save your love for the locker room,
out on the field, it's war!
All's fair, that's how we win!
Get back out there.
We're mad as hell, we're vicious!
Ok, boys? You got it now?
We'll break their morale! Wear them down!
Don't make me repeat it! This is war!
Doctor?
I get nervous when you're quiet.
Sorry, my mind was elsewhere.
So it's nothing serious?
It's a yeast infection.
A bad one. It must hurt a lot.
Yes. That's kind of why I'm here.
Where could I have caught it?
At the pool?
It doesn't matter, Mrs. Lambert.
What does matter, is that it doesn't spread.
Please Lionel, no more yeast infection stories!
You know I can't take it.
You're right, why am I telling you?
But it was so unusually bad!
A textbook case.
-I forget you're a hypochondriac. -Thank you.
-Actually, I know. -What?
I know why I was telling you.
Remember that couple from school?
The parents of little Zoe, Elliot's friend?
-Yes, so? -It's her.
What?
My yeast infection.
Seriously, you should've seen it!
Sorry.
I'm doing it again.
I'm just curious, is it contagious?
I mean, how do you get it?
It's hard to determine where it originates.
In a nutshell,
men are silent carriers.
They can be infected but experience no symptoms,
thus contaminating their partners unwittingly.
That's the catch.
How can you protect yourself if you don't know?
But… is it serious?
Honey, I'd rather not talk about it.
It'll ruin your appetite.
No sex until we get the results?
Can't you wait 48 hours?
Of course! But I don't get it.
Why these tests? We use condoms.
Typical male.
You may have unwittingly infected me.
-But who infected me? -Your wife!
My wife doesn't have anything, I'm sure of that.
How do you know? I thought you stopped having sex.
What are you driving at?
The results will be available in ten days.
Ten days?
Ten days.
119,
120,
121,
122…
No time for a run today, darling?
No…
Too much work.
132…
You were on 122, darling.
122,
123…
Honey!
It's nearly midnight, the neighbors!
Let them complain!
They can't tell me when to vacuum!
I have every right to be clean!
This is my home!
Fuck them!
Why should they care?
Mom, what are the monkeys doing?
Just playing.
Go do the same.
Play, I mean.
Go see the lions, it's feeding time.
Is it good for you?
Their ten days of abstinence?
Because for me…
Nada.
Want to sleep with me?
Of course not, why?
Exactly. No one wants me. Not you, not my husband.
You know what?
I have no desire to sleep with you either.
When you saw me, what did you think?
Naked in your office, what did you think?
I probably thought you were attractive. You are.
I'm not! Stop being polite, it's getting us nowhere.
We can't stay this way, we've got to change.
Change?
Change what?
I don't know, everything.
Tell me honestly what's wrong with me.
Then I'll tell you what's wrong with you.
-What's wrong with me? -Your look.
My look?
It makes you look 20 years older.
Take your glasses.
You look like a…
-A gynecologist! -I am a gynecologist.
But not at night, not on weekends, not in bed!
How do you know what I wear to bed?
See? You wear something to bed! I knew you wore pajamas.
Don't you?
Yes, that's why we're in this mess.
We sleep in pajamas, we live in pajamas, we think in pajamas.
Time to take them off. Time to wake up and get naked!
I understand why your wife prefers my husband.
Your turn.
You have cellulite.
Bad circulation gives you thick ankles.
You haven't done a sit-up in years.
You wear children's underwear
and you dress like a student.
How's that?
Excuse me, I'm sorry!
Where did I put it?
Carole, what are you doing?
Have you seen my sketchbook?
Move over, Carole!
Please move!
For chrissakes!
Where is it?
Where can it be?
It has to be somewhere.
Look for it later!
I'm missing the game!
Fuck your sketchbook!
Unbelievable.
Dammit, goal! You made me miss the goal!
You're a pain in the ass!
Tonight of all nights!
NO LUCK.
Come on, ref!
Blow your goddam whistle!
ANY LUCK?
This is a setback but they mustn't give up,
they can still win the game.
OH YEAH!
They need to believe in themselves,
get back in the game.
If they can psych out the opponent, anything's possible.
What now?
What?
Negative, really?
Fabulous!
No, I'm at home.
You better believe I can get away!
I couldn't hold out another day.
I'm gonna fuck your brains out, baby!
Zoe, turn that off right now.
I told you no TV in the morning.
Go read in your room.
Right now.
It's ok, go ahead.
The lab?
Already?
Shit.
I don't know!
Ok, I'll figure something out.
Carole, I have to go to the site.
I hate her!
I'll beat her at her own game!
What are you doing?
-Going to read in my room. -What?
You told me to.
Out of the question, come back here!
Watch your DVD from start to finish.
No backtalk or I'll get mad.
But…
No buts. Listen to your mother.
You don't have a chance!
I'm going to be number one!
Where's my gray jacket?
I can't find it.
-What? -Feel me.
What's got into you? I don't have time.
What are you doing?
No questions, how would I answer?
Ready?
Let's do it!
Mamma mia.
We should do this more often.
Don't let me make you late.
What did you say again?
On the phone?
I know, but…
It's the pressure of…
waiting too long.
Carole, I'm going for a run!
Carole, I have to go…
So what's the problem today?
Leaving without saying goodbye?
That's no way to behave.
I hate it when you leave without saying goodbye.
Is something wrong?
Alice didn't even look at me today.
She spent recess with Jeremy Bodeau.
And Jeremy Bodeau's a loser.
You know what Alice is?
A princess. A princess who lives way up
in a tower.
And do you know what Jeremy is?
A dragon. And you?
Who are you?
Prince Charming?
Absolutely.
So you know what you need to do?
Beat the shit out of Jeremy Bodeau.
No need for bad language.
-How was your day, dear? -Awful.
I'm gonna beat the shit out of Jeremy too.
Ask Dad to help me.
Dad's not here.
-What do you mean? -His work called.
It was important, he has to miss dinner.
He left you all alone?
I'm big now.
When did he leave?
Just now.
-Now you're leaving? -Are you big or not?
Sorry, but we have to take it now.
It's ok. Thank you.
Don't laugh this time, ok?
Here goes.
Come in.
Excuse me, sir.
I think I got the wrong room.
I don't understand, it's the same number.
Maybe it's me. Let me check.
No, let me check.
I think I finally found something.
Is it a little key, or…
A giant lighter!
I don't know, but keep looking.
I think you may have found
my long lost flashlight!
I've been at it for two weeks. I've tried everything, but…
Honestly.
It's your turn to come up with an idea.
Why? Because I'm really at a loss.
I thought it was working for you.
We said we'd go the whole nine yards.
So…
Bitch…
Got the wrong room?
If you laugh I can't do it, Lisa!
-Don't laugh. -It's funny when you say "bitch".
I'll cut that line.
No, it's ok.
I have to punish you… Shit.
Who is it?
-Check, you never know. -They'll leave a message.
You never know, come on.
Your husband.
He never calls at work. Something's wrong with Elliot.
Seriously, give me the phone.
Give me the phone.
Sorry Lisa, I know you're tied up.
I hate to bother you, but it's an emergency.
Yes, it's Elliot. I don't know what to do.
Pass him to me. I'll see what I can do.
Like we said, ok? Make it last a long time.
She's really tired of her meeting.
"Oh, no!" said Grandpa Bear.
"Baby bears like you
and Grandpa bears like me never get tired.
We can dance, waltz, play,
jump up and down, day after day, and never grow tired."
Baby Bear smiled,
but as he did,
his eyelids grew very, very heavy.
Very, very heavy.
She told the story three times, like when I was a baby.
You were great. I'm sure Mommy's thrilled.
Thomas?
Are you ready?
What are you doing?
Why? Don't you like it?
It's just dinner with Brigitte and François.
I thought for once I'd…
What?
Never mind, I get it.
Carole, it's for your sake.
I don't want you to feel silly.
They're always in jeans and big sweaters.
Brigitte and François dress like pig farmers.
You know that.
For once I felt like being pretty.
You can be pretty another time.
I'm not ready.
Come in, I'll just be a sec.
Did Chanel buy the pig farm or what?
You look gorgeous.
Thanks.
If I'd known…
I refuse to wear a sack
just because Mr. PC won't spend money on clothes
while people starve in India!
I end up looking like a pig farmer, and what does he stare at?
Tight asses in Gucci!
If I'd known, I'd have…
He drives me nuts. If you weren't here,
I'd dump him tonight.
That's why I have dinner parties.
To avoid being alone with him.
They're here.
-Who? -Didn't I tell you?
François met a neighbor, maybe you know them.
Wait'll you see her, she's so annoying.
She's a working mom, smart, rail thin,
and to top it off, she's nice. Why'd I invite her?
I hate her!
I told you they'd know each other.
-Our kids are friends. -We met once.
He was afraid you might not hit it off.
He's afraid of his own shadow.
He'd have us live like nuns.
More tapenade, anyone?
Have a bit more.
-Go on! -It's delicious but I'm stuffed.
-Just a little. -I'm running tomorrow.
He doesn't want any.
Thanks for telling me what to do.
Thanks for not offering.
I'd love a bit more.
Sure, put on more weight!
Thomas, how do you do it? You look great.
How many kilos have you lost?
I don't weigh myself.
Keep up the good work, Carole.
He positively glows!
You've lost weight too.
Thank you for noticing. You're sweet.
It's true.
You look fabulous.
I wonder who's responsible?
I expected that!
What century is this?
If you're pretty, you're a slut!
I bought three dresses and lost three kilos,
I must be banging guys all day long!
What are you on about?
You know what, François? You're a pervert.
In 15 years, I've never cheated on you.
And that might just be my biggest regret!
I'm so sorry.
She's really sensitive these days.
I sensed she was tense, but this!
I'll clear up.
Want some more?
Help yourselves, I'll be back.
Did you get new glasses?
Yes, I did.
They suit you.
Thank you.
When did you get them?
Two weeks ago.
Leave me alone!
How's your son?
Does he like the school lunch?
Your son eats at school too?
Yes, when we're working.
Right.
Brigitte…
Go away!
-So, you work? -In pharmaceuticals.
Serenity tranquilizers.
That's wonderful.
Wonderful.
Tranquilizers are the future.
Couples always kiss and make up.
Except when they break up.
I think she's stopped crying.
Think they made dessert?
-Maybe we should go. -Good idea.
Excellent.
Shouldn't we help clear up?
I'm sure she cheats on him.
Brigitte? She couldn't, she said so herself.
Not Brigitte, the other girl.
Their friends. What's her name?
Lisa, right?
I think so.
I bet she cheats on him like crazy.
What makes you say that?
Men are so naive.
It's so obvious.
She's the kind of woman who finds a docile husband,
then jumps the first lifeguard she meets.
"Lifeguard?"
Ski instructor, if you prefer.
"Pretty young things?"
You saw him. He's just the type to prey on young women.
He even whitens his teeth.
Guys like that make me laugh.
Though who can blame him?
He probably says, "I'm unhappy, I'll leave her for you."
As if!
He'll never leave her.
She's a real cutie. I bet she's a tiger in bed.
Some guys have all the luck.
They're not right.
Not good enough?
Too good.
Too good?
Don't be insecure.
They're the men we can't have in real life.
Who do we get in real life?
The Jean-Claudes, the Jean-Pierres…
But I can give you
an Eduardo,
a Fabrizio,
or an Igor!
Don't you have a Philippe? Or a Damien?
A Philippe or a Damien?
But better.
To our six months!
Can you believe it?
Did you whiten your teeth?
I had them cleaned. Why?
No reason.
You're good-looking.
Young women must like you.
I'm not interested in them.
I want to look good for you. And you alone.
Answer my question.
-What question? -I know the score.
You're off on business, and they come around.
Who comes around?
The girls, don't play innocent!
I don't believe this. You're jealous?
You lie to your wife, why not to me?
I could say the same about you.
How do I know you're not screwing your yoga teacher?
Or your lifeguard?
You like athletes, don't you? Quickies in the shower?
I know you do.
You're jealous.
-Stop it. -Seriously jealous.
I didn't realize.
You idiot.
I never cheated before you.
And I never would have if I hadn't met you.
Really?
Really.
You know what?
Young women aren't in your league.
Even their asses aren't.
I get it.
This is why you don't answer my messages.
Excuse me?
Come on, Lisa.
Don't pull the "I've never seen him before" routine.
Maybe it was just sex, but have some manners!
Pick up the phone and say, "It was great, thanks,
but it's over now."
We're adults, right?
Is this a joke?
It's a joke alright.
I learned something tonight.
You're nasty, both in bed and out.
Goodbye,
and good lust.
I swear I've never seen that guy in my life.
-How'd it go? -Perfect.
Clean and to the point. Worked a charm.
Brilliant.
Here you go.
Forget the bonus.
He was so surprised he didn't have time to punch me.
Are they still there?
I doubt they'll order dessert.
It's me again.
Why the silent treatment? We've got to talk.
Please, I don't understand.
Thomas, I'll die if you don't call me. You're so cruel.
Here, Mom.
Stab your dragon in the heart.
Wait a minute!
What exactly are you asking me?
I don't know…
Couldn't you
get your husband to call my wife?
Not see her, just call her.
It'd really do her good.
"Do her good?"
I hate seeing a woman cry.
Always have. Especially my wife.
It breaks my heart.
I get weak in the knees.
Weak in the brain is more like it!
You forget what's at stake!
No, don't worry, I remember.
Good!
Find something other than my husband to cheer her up!
Yourself, for example. Move your ass!
Make her forget him. From now on,
we're on our own.
What are you doing?
We're going away.
What do you mean?
You always say I never do anything.
That's changing. I'm taking the initiative.
And you know what?
You better keep up.
Well?
Don't you like it?
Sure.
But…
Why this place?
I saw their website on your computer.
I figured you wanted to come here.
Was I wrong?
No, you were right.
I see why you wanted to come here, it's beautiful.
Happy?
NO NEW MESSAGES
The bathroom is gorgeous!
I want to see the bathroom.
POINT TAKEN. WEEKEND AWAY.
ME TOO.
GOOD LUCK.
ME TOO.
Do you have internet?
Over there.
Thank you.
SINCE YOU'RE GIVING ME THE SILENT TREATMENT…
GUESS WHERE I AM RIGHT…
Hell with it.
This is a disaster, a disaster!
They mustn't see each other.
I know. That's why you have to leave.
Why us? Why not you?
How dare you come here with him?
He surprised me! Know what a surprise is?
Yeah, it's when you take the woman you love to dinner
and some asshole bursts your bubble.
Stop it, Thomas, I'm losing it.
We must remain calm. Think rationally.
Get organized.
-Where are you eating tonight? -The hotel restaurant.
You have to cancel.
Why us? Why not you?
What table?
I don't know. Facing the sea, I think.
With the best view? Where you wanted us to sit?
My wife made all the plans.
She wanted to come to our special place?
Cancel. Go to Chez Jules tonight.
We'll go there tomorrow.
That way we won't cross paths.
I'd rather go to Chez Jules tonight.
We'll eat at the hotel tomorrow.
What difference does it make?
We'll go to Chez Jules tonight and eat here tomorrow.
It doesn't matter. What's the big deal?
It's no big deal. I just want to eat here.
We'll pick a different place.
Problem solved.
I'd like to reserve a table.
Perfect, thank you.
This way everybody's happy.
One moment. Your table is ready, please follow me.
Did you see who's…
You're here too?
Amazing.
It certainly is.
-Been here before? -I'd heard about it.
Are you staying with friends?
No, in a hotel.
The Hôtel des Pêcheurs?
Incredible.
So are we.
We came for a romantic dinner.
So did we. My love…
We'll leave you to it. Enjoy.
You're welcome.
You, too.
Fish?
More bread?
The little white spots?
It's just a calcium deficiency.
Want dessert?
What?
What'd I say?
-The guy behind you! -What?
Behind me?
Don't look.
I'll explain later.
They're having fun.
A mosquito bit me. It itches.
Could you scratch me with your foot?
It'll hurt.
Take off your shoe.
How's that?
Feels great…
Asshole mosquito!
What are you doing?
Does this itch too?
Yes.
Scratch my itch, baby.
Bad, bad mosquito!
I'll show him!
Feels so good.
Dessert?
Just the check.
We're neighbors?
Be right there, darling!
Goodnight.
Looks like fun.
Goodnight.
She had the hotel website on her computer…
Yeah, so?
I'm such an idiot.
He wanted to bring her here, not me.
I'm tired.
Tired of being lied to, tired of lying.
Aren't you going to protest?
Tell me we have to fight?
Tell me we're almost there?
Earlier I almost had her.
She seemed vulnerable, lost.
I almost…
But then,
she put in her earplugs and I realized
I'd had enough.
Why should we stop them from being together?
If it makes them happy?
Why not?
Yeah, why not.
You know what?
Sometimes I envy them.
I want someone to love me, too.
Someone to desire me,
pin me up against the wall,
muss my hair, shake me up…
You know what I'd like?
A stranger to choose me.
Just for one night.
I wouldn't see her face,
I wouldn't know her name,
and I'd never see her again.
But I know myself.
I'd ask for her address so I could send her flowers.
Close your eyes.
What?
Just for a second.
Keep them closed.
I'm not me.
I'm someone else. Someone you'll never see again.
We can't do this.
You're right, we're not like them.
Was it good last night?
Did you two have fun?
What are you talking about?
The joke was on me.
You two never stopped fucking.
Why do you say that?
Was I an ego boost? Proof that you're still hot?
Just a bit of fun?
-Stop imagining things. -I have.
I see everything clearly now.
I've come back to reality. I know the score.
And it's pretty pathetic.
Pathetic?
Is that how you see us?
Is there any other way?
Were you going to leave it all?
Your lovely wife, beautiful daughter,
romantic weekends?
I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at myself.
What a fool I was.
Never trust a man who cheats on his wife.
Because you weren't cheating?
No, I was in love.
With the guy from the restaurant?
Fine. There's nothing more to say.
There sure isn't.
I've been in my own world.
I've neglected you.
I was too caught up in work,
and my own problems.
But you never complained.
You've been wonderful, Carole.
That's over now.
This weekend really…
got me back on track.
Let's start over.
Spend more time together.
Ok, sweetheart?
Children, line up. Quickly!
Hey kiddo, what's wrong?
Is this the first time you've moved?
You're not alone.
She's new here too.
Go in quietly, children.
Who wanted to move at your house?
Dad.
Or Mom. Or Dad. I don't remember. And you?
At first Dad said it was his idea,
but then he said it was Mom's idea.
I know I didn't want to.
I'm so glad you moved with them.
I guess their ideas aren't always dumb.
Someone might see us.
-Careful. -Stay down.
Let me…
Stop it…
What's this?
I don't know. I can't see.
That tickles!
Subtitling by: Sionann O'Neill