Mom, it's 10. Weren't you leaving at 10?
You look gorgeous!
- I'm scared stiff. - It'll be OK, Mom.
Everything will be fine. No need to worry.
You're in your element there. You're the best.
- 60 covers is a lot. - It'll be fine.
They can replace hands, and lungs,
they can fit pacemakers, but they can't do a damn thing
about hot flashes. It's insane!
Do you know what Grandma said when I had my first period?
"Now you're a woman." Why did she say that?
Now my periods have stopped, what am I?
You said the same thing to me.
- No... - You did.
See you tonight, honey.
I GOT LIFE!
Is everyone here? Ready for the first customers?
Let me see you.
It's good. I mean it.
Yes, really good.
Can you put that on for the full effect?
Very pretty. It'll be great.
Good. Ready?
Cindy, the terrace.
Charline, tables 1 to 8. Laurie, 9 to 16.
And for our great pro, Samantha, the bar.
I'm Aurore, not Samantha. Why the bar?
At the Lido, the dancers have nicknames. We're the Lido of food!
Samantha is more sexy.
Why the bar? Usually I'm here...
Samantha, I bought this place, right?
What's happening here
is that you're moving from "bee" up to "queen bee", yeah?
And all these little honeybees!
They bring you pollen. You don't need to move your ass, yeah?
You're their queen, yeah?
Kitchen, here I come. Go, go, go, girls!
Don't worry, my real name's Marie-Odile. He does that with everyone.
Sorry.
Samantha.
- What? - Honestly.
And the girls
are all in their teens.
- Don't stand for it. - I have no choice.
What're you talking about? You always have a choice.
Really, Samantha!
- Thanks very much. - Thank you.
Well, cheers.
Cheers, sir.
Cheers.
You've made a hit!
Look at him: 20 years older than her.
Unbelievable.
What're you doing here? You're not with the kids?
What?
Oh, I get it. Sorry. I don't believe it.
You haven't done that to me?
All the meetings in Paris... How long's it been going on?
- Who are you? - Who am I?
You want to know who I am? Are you shitting me?
Ask this two-timing bastard!
Well, you can shove your shitty ring!
Don't ever call me again. Ever!
Let's go, Aurore.
C'mon, let's go.
Don't come running after me!
See that?
- Who was that? - What?
- Who is he? - I don't know, but it felt good!
You're crazy!
The usual routine: you love it, you're in a hurry to buy it.
I must sell it this week. The walls are paper-thin.
The neighbors are away.
I could use an injection right here.
Not too much, just a bit.
Give it 110%!
110%!
Hello and welcome. Come on in.
I love this apartment.
Oh, yes, it's just what I need.
It's just...
Sorry, I had to do a group visit.
- Aurore, is it you? - No... Yes.
Well, how about that?
You know each other?
Mano - Totoche.
- Hello. Christophe Tochard. - Hey there.
Léa, my niece.
Bébert's daughter.
You're Bébert's kid?
What are these dumb names?
They were our nicknames 25 years ago.
Wow!
You need an apartment, too?
Oh, no...
I'm here to...
It's great.
- Are you OK? - Yes.
I'll show you the kitchen.
Uh, the bedroom.
I'm the ultrasonographer at the Marguerites Clinic.
Are you still with Nanar?
No, we got divorced. I got...
But I'm OK.
I'm a waitress in a restaurant nearby.
You quit Spanish?
Yes. You know how it is...
It's not right for me.
Bye. Good to see you again.
Same here.
- Bye, Mano. - Bye, Totoche.
Who was that?
It was Totoche.
- Totoche? - Christophe Tochard.
At 18, we were madly in love.
He did national service and spent a year in Germany.
- We were apart. - Before Nanar?
Just before.
They were best friends.
Oh, right. Nice work!
Is that the time?
- Brandy? - Yeah.
It's sure changed.
OK, Marina? What're you doing here?
- Want a coffee? - No, thanks.
Like the new decor?
Yeah, great.
- I have something to say, Mom. - Now?
I'm pregnant.
Already?
Mathieu and I have been together for ages.
- Isn't it great? - Yes, but I...
I can't take it in. I'm working.
- Grandma Aurore! - She had me very young.
You don't have to copy my mistakes.
Pardon?
Say that again. Am I the mistake?
I'm talking to you, Samantha.
My name's Aurore. I don't answer to Samantha.
Marina, it's me.
Look, I'm sorry.
I said something really stupid.
I've not been myself.
I'm sorry.
It's great that you're pregnant.
And you weren't a mistake, or else the best mistake I ever made.
I'm home.
I'm home!
You OK?
- Hello, ma'am. - Hello, Timothée.
- Call me Aurore. - Sorry, Aurore.
Is the job and stuff cool?
Yeah, very cool.
What about your music?
It's going OK. It's cool.
No, it's OK.
Well, I'll... I'll be back.
- Did you talk to Marina? - Yeah!
- Well? - I think it'll be OK.
It won't be easy though.
What won't?
Work.
'Night, Mom.
You're like my mom.
Wait, I can't hear you.
My mom's going through hell, too.
Goodnight.
I don't understand what's happening to me.
It's very simple. Usually, when you turn 40,
the degeneration of primordial follicles speeds up
until there are none.
When the stock of oocytes is exhausted, that's the menopause.
Because we have a stock of... oocytes?
We have a stock? I had no idea!
- The stock suddenly ran out? - Oh, no.
It's in stages. There's the pre and peri.
The cycles become less regular.
That's spaniomenorrhea.
Perimenopause starts with premenopause and ends a year after the last period.
Do you have to wait a year
or am I definitely... in spacio... spa... What's it called?
Tell me if it's not clear.
Yes, it's clear, but...
And the hot flashes... What are they due to?
When the ovaries become less active,
there's often a drop in progesterone and estrogen.
This leads to hot flashes.
Women may also feel bloated.
There may be breast pain, mood swings, constipation.
Great! So, I should count myself lucky?
And there's no solution?
Nothing can be done for the hot flashes?
I prescribe HRT, but it's not advisable for you.
- Soybean. - No, it doesn't work.
You have to be philosophical.
I mean, when you hit 30, it's a slippery slope.
It's all downhill now.
Come to terms with it.
It's not working...
- Here, hon. - Thanks.
- Here. - Thanks.
- How's my darling grandson? - Mom!
- I hope it's a girl. - I'd love that.
Aurore, sit down. Make yourself at home.
I saw some yellow bootees.
I love yellow, because it suits boys and girls.
- Cute. - Isn't it just?
Very.
I'm getting in early. It's fun. I love it.
So sweet.
We could go shopping together.
They're too young to know what to buy. We grandmothers can choose
- the stroller, the changing table... - We have time.
Look, I wanted to...
Let's use first names now that we're family.
So, Aurore, what do you think of Southern Hospital's maternity?
Ah, well, I'm not sure, but I was told
that the Marguerites Clinic is the best.
- It's not nearby. - You should call them now.
- I can deal with it. - OK.
- Right. - Thanks, Aurore.
- Should I phone them? - Yes.
We mustn't waste any time.
9 centimeters.
- Magnificent. - Is that normal?
The arms... See the little arm?
The head. Let's see if we can see it better.
Ah, see that?
Magnificent Greek profile!
You said you worked here. It seemed silly to see a stranger.
A wise choice.
My ring is caught in your pullover.
Hang on... Stupid pullover.
- So, you're Nanar's daughter? - Yes.
We had her very fast. I have another daughter.
Good ol' Nanar!
Anyway...
So...
Hear the heart?
Is it normal to beat so fast?
Absolutely normal. Everything's just fine.
Perfectly healthy.
This baby is magnificent, no doubt about it.
Come back in 3 months. You can wipe that off.
How about dinner some time?
Yes, we could have... lunch.
- How about Thursday? - I work Thursdays.
Monday or Tuesday?
- Lunch on Monday, then. - Lunch?
Come here around 12.30.
Alright.
See you then.
Mom!
It's Totoche... Christophe.
We ran into one another not long ago.
He was my first love... just before your father.
Really?
We didn't stay together very long. We were young.
- But it was intense... - Right.
You don't care about my baby. You wanted to see your guy!
- Stop being ridiculous. - I'm being ridiculous?
- What's wrong with you? - What's wrong? I'm fuckin' pregnant!
You don't seem to realize!
I'm expecting a baby.
The best thing in my whole shitty life.
Your life isn't shitty.
I'm a salesgirl. It's not a dazzling success.
I didn't study, I'm not ambitious,
I still can't make your chocolate cake!
You don't beat the egg whites enough. I tell you every time.
Apart from that, you love your store. You say your boss is amazing.
You play the accordion. You're great!
And studies aren't your thing.
It's disgusting to say they're not my thing.
There was no-one to help me.
We were too busy working.
Then, I was on my own.
I know, sorry. Don't cry.
- It's this damn menopause. - Is it that bad?
- I'm exhausted all the time. - Same here.
And I keep crying.
But I'm happy about your baby.
Really?
You're late, Samantha.
Sorry. I'm not usually late.
You won't have time to eat.
It doesn't matter.
Samantha, I'm talking to you.
I had trouble getting used to Samantha, let alone Sam.
Move the water. You used the wrong fridge yesterday.
It goes at the end of the bar now.
Why? It's fine here.
We've always put it here. And it's more convenient.
We're used to it.
Well, it's a new system.
It's my decision, isn't it?
- But why change it? - That's just how it is.
It's totally dumb.
Pardon? What's dumb, Samantha? I don't understand.
That is totally dumb.
I'm Aurore, not Samantha. And we've always put the water there.
Things change. You have to adapt.
Roll with it, as they say.
Can you roll with it, Samantha?
Sweetie darling! No way!
You look so pretty!
- Were you just passing by? - Yeah.
You scumbag!
Take your things. We're through!
- What's up, Samantha? - He's all yours.
Be careful, he keeps picking up diseases.
What the hell...
- Who's she? - She's nobody.
No, no, no...
Well, I'm outta here.
What'll I do now?
Not asking about my job?
OK...
What about your job?
I quit.
I'm so pleased. What a jerk.
I'll find another job.
Will Lucie find us here? Where did you tell her to meet?
No-one's called me back.
I'd had enough of him and his fridge.
And Marina's so fragile.
We saw Christophe about the baby, to kill 2 birds with 1 stone...
She cried about her homework.
That was never my thing.
Wait, what baby are you talking about?
Marina's.
- Pardon? - We went to see Christophe.
Marina's pregnant?
- Yes. Didn't I tell you? - No!
- Is she pleased? - Yes.
- So, it's good news? - Yes.
- You're gonna be a grandmother! - Yeah.
- I thought I'd told you. - No, you forgot.
- Grandma! - Don't start that.
There's Lucie.
How about a fuck?
I'm not your chick! Wanna throw me some seed? Asshole!
Fuck you, bitch.
What? Were you born with that ugly mug?
Fat ass!
- What? - Who has a fat ass?
What a big asshole!
Come here and say that if you have the balls, you jerk!
Look at her!
Go on, run! Coward!
I'm glad you came. We can do this together.
I'll take these little rattles.
Of course! The thermometer - that's a must!
Great! I found it.
We have to choose our names.
The baby can't call us the same thing.
I thought I could be Grandmama.
Good, huh? And you?
Granny, I guess.
- I'm all yours. How can I help? - Hello.
- We're here for... - Is baby lying or sitting?
A newborn.
- Look, reinforced safety feature. - Very good.
- Padded lap belt. - Lap belt...
- Security walls. - Good.
A little window. Peek-a-boo, baby!
- Peek-a-boo. - That'll come in handy.
- Can you hold him? - Yes!
- Come to Grandmama. - Be good!
This has the Stop & Go system.
Look.
- Go. - Green.
Go, baby.
We're off.
Oh, we're in the woods.
Oh, it's nice n' cool.
- How nice. - We'll take it.
- What about beds? - Sure.
What's this?
Ah, it emits the sounds Baby hears in the uterus.
- It's soothing. - Wonderful!
Listen.
- It's reassuring. - It is a uterus.
It sure is.
I'll show you the beds with an alarm and those that vibrate.
Hey there.
- Sorry. - My fault. Never mind.
Listen...
I'm sorry, but I only have time for a coffee.
And I had to move closer to my mother.
How is she?
Not bad.
She's ageing.
Like us all.
It suits you.
You too.
I have to be getting back.
When do I see you and your daughter?
We can meet without her.
Yes, of course.
Put it on my tab. Thanks.
You said you'd resigned, right?
Yes, but my old boss retired.
And the new boss only kept the kitchen staff.
And me.
But I don't think he could fire me.
Anyway, it wasn't working out.
I need to work. I've always worked.
What did you do before that?
I worked for my husband.
I did his secretarial work and his bookkeeping.
He had a renovation firm. I did the paperwork, the bills...
Well, of course!
His Highness just sits down and eats! We do the bills,
all the dirty work for the asshole, the housework!
And all of a sudden, at 50, we're cast aside!
Do you have any documents to prove it?
No, because I worked for my husband.
Off the books.
OK, we'll put together a file.
You'll bounce back. We won't let it beat us.
And you have a great name:
Aurore Tabort.
That sounds good.
Tabort is my husband's name. My real name is Aurore Plou.
P-L-O-U. Plou.
Put that down.
Don't play with knives.
Really!
I'm listening.
Go to your room. We're having a grown-ups' conversation.
Funny how you only had daughters.
Clém wants a boy.
- And she doesn't give up easily. - Shit!
Are you crazy?
Enough of the knives! Go to your room.
Please... Dammit!
She scared me!
Well, I get it all day long.
So, you can't help me?
We can't fake pay slips from 20 years ago.
- We messed up. - You did!
OK, I did. What can I do about it?
I'll help you. You'll be OK.
What? I will.
Oh, we have to get divorced.
Yeah.
Clém wants to get married. She doesn't know we are.
I didn't think it'd affect you that much.
No!
It's the menopau...
Hey, chill out, it's normal.
Seeing Totoche again?
Christophe? Yes, a bit.
Do you still have that red pullover?
Which one?
- The one I wore at Janine's wedding? - Yes.
No, it's ruined. The moths got to it.
- That's no good. - Why?
It's too dark, Mom. It's no good.
- No good? - No.
Like this?
- It's him. - What does he say?
"8 PM." He keeps putting it back.
That's great.
He's taking you to dinner. You'll spend all evening together.
- Think so? - Yes.
- Keep the skirt. Change that top. - OK.
Not that pullover, Mom.
It's no good.
That's good.
Off the shoulder is great.
What's this?
Old trousers. They're dowdy.
Not at all.
It's so vintage. I love it.
There's a photo of me wearing them. When Marina was a baby.
So pretty.
Great. I love it.
I wore it all the time.
I really like it.
It's weird.
What a nice little ass!
Sorry, ma'am.
- Do they do it all night? - I think so.
They're waiter-singers. Isn't it funny?
Thanks. Well done.
It's wonderful.
- So, you pretend to buy apartments? - How embarrassing.
No, it's very amusing.
And we met up again.
I thought I'd see you at the school reunion.
- Did you get an invitation? - It's not really my thing.
Well, you haven't changed.
You still have it.
Remember the day...
What a trip down memory lane.
No, there's more.
Remember when I was in the army?
I sure do.
I do, too.
What a crappy year.
Guard duty at night in the cold.
I'd think of what I'd say to you on my tapes.
Did you keep my tapes?
Yes, of course.
When Bébert told me you were with Nanar...
I knew something was up when you stopped writing.
Why didn't you come tell me?
I was ashamed.
I was a kid...
A year is a long time at that age. I felt so alone.
I'm sorry.
I did a bad thing.
Very bad!
And you?
When did you...
I'm home!
- Well? - How was it?
It was good.
You look hot. You're wearing leather!
It's plastic.
It's still hot.
- Tell me everything. - Well?
Is he single?
Are you seeing him again?
I don't want to talk about it.
Does he have kids?
No, he had relationships.
That's weird, at his age.
What's his problem?
Why do you say that, Lulu?
- So, do I have a problem? - Sorry, I didn't mean that.
Hey.
'Evening, Tim.
Are you leaving so soon?
I want to be early.
- Are you ready? - Ready to give 'em hell!
Do you want me to make you something to eat?
Yeah, OK.
Excuse me.
"Want me to make you something to eat?"
- She could do his ironing, too! - Awful!
Nice ass!
- Hello. - Hi. Does it work?
Very well.
- It just needs batteries. - OK.
There are tapes, too.
No, thanks. This one was in it.
You can have it.
OK. And do you have headphones for it?
I don't know if I can use any headphones.
Here you are.
- They work. - Really?
OK, we'll start
with why we're here: the job interview.
So, we'll do a role play so you can see
what's important and whether your answers are pertinent.
So, I'll choose someone at random...
this lady here.
You'll play the jobseeker and introduce yourself to the employer.
Come here.
- Hello, sir. - Hello, ma'am.
- As I said in my letter... - No.
You arrive and you open the door.
- What door? - Pardon?
- What door? - Imagine it.
Imagine a door and open it.
Hello, sir. As I said in my letter...
Straighten up. You look like you're here to steal something.
Introduce yourself.
- From the top? - Yes.
Hello. So...
As I said in my job application...
- I worked... - Will you just stand there?
- There's no chair. - Is it a trap?
If there's no chair, you can ask for permission to get one.
It shows you have initiative.
- May I? - Go ahead, ma'am.
Hello, sir. As I said in my letter,
- I worked in a restaurant. - OK.
- So, I think... - Oh, no!
They don't want thinkers.
They want to know if you're competent,
if you're punctual,
if you'll drop everything to replace someone
if there's a problem.
- Understand? - Yes.
OK, I don't know...
Any special talents?
Something that makes you stand out from the crowd?
Oh, yes.
I can instantly guess the number of letters in any word.
Really?
- Amazing. - 7.
Wow!
You have a go.
- Redundancy. - 10.
- Trombone. - 8.
- Success. - 7.
Unemployment.
12.
Thank you.
- Do I leave the chair? - Yes.
- Should I shut the door? - No need.
- Hello. - It's Anne-Marie.
Hang on.
Wait a sec, Anne-Marie.
I can't take the...
OK, I...
I'll call you back.
Do you enjoy breaking up couples?
No, it's my friend who...
is sick of all these guys
with younger women.
Yeah, young people with young people.
Old folks with old folks, blacks with blacks,
and whites with whites, right?
No.
Do me a favor to make up for it.
Can you give me your friend's phone number?
I want to return this.
Thanks.
Mom,
what'll I do?
He's off to Barcelona. I'm gonna lose him...
No, you can't quit your studies.
To hell with my studies!
You can't understand!
I'll suffer from depression, so I have to go!
You won't. Don't be silly.
It'll be just fine.
Lots of people have long-distance relationships.
- We're different! - It'll be OK.
And it's really romantic.
- You'll send each other tapes. - What?
If you drop out, you'll regret it forever.
- I keep saying that. - My mind's made up.
- You OK? - Yeah.
We're moving in above the showroom, next to his parents'. Less stairs.
Why didn't you tell me?
- Why didn't you call me? - I dunno.
You didn't call much, either.
I'm off.
Bye, Lulu.
I'll call you tomorrow.
Well, yes...
Yes...
It's... Yeah... In view of...
I'm a waitress, not a cleaner.
Do you have nothing in catering?
Yes. Well, no... Yes,
but... No.
I'm...
Really...
We try... And...
At the moment, it's...
I'm...
I realize... I'm upset...
It's so...
Whereas... I mean, it's not...
So, you know...
That's how it is. And you see, I...
Right? In any case...
With... You must tell yourself...
We stay...
Yeah, so to speak.
And...
It's... You know...
I'm hot.
Aren't you?
Not right now.
I'll turn this on.
- That's handy. - It's great.
- It's so sudden. - Same here.
Not right now, but often.
- Does it show? - No, not at all. Well...
The hardest thing is when you feel...
Then, the next minute...
- It's good to talk about it. - True.
Well, let's get back to what we were saying.
- I'll... I'll let you... - Yes, OK.
And you know...
There's no... That's how it is...
- What was your last job? - Civil engineer.
Yep, that's life.
You work, that's all. And you?
I'm a waitress, but I can't find a job.
What?
You whites discover discrimination with age.
We still have lots to teach you!
- Heard of intersectionality? - What?
It's about identifying various kinds of oppression
and fighting them together, see?
It's not a competition to see who's worse off.
It's about identifying the criteria to overcome them
and to join forces.
If you think like that, you can identify with me.
I may not be French, but our struggle's the same.
Get it?
You're a white woman who's over the hill!
Oh, thanks a lot!
It could be worse: you could be black, disabled,
lesbian, and Muslim!
That'd be "khlet" as we call it.
You'd really be in the shit, honey!
Sorry.
I'm tired.
It'll be great.
You'll have fun.
Maybe I packed too much.
No...
I had to leave someday.
I know.
I know, sweetie.
Come on, shake a leg.
Here we are.
- Here? - It's round the back.
It sure is windy.
Come in.
I'll take your things.
Didier painted that.
Yeah.
Don't you have one, too?
Nanar kept it.
I should get it back.
- In here? - Yes, come in.
Have a seat.
- Which do you prefer? - We'll share.
I wanted to say...
Since the other night...
Wait.
I must tell you...
Yes, I also...
No, let me speak.
I don't want to suffer.
I'm too old for that.
It's scary to see you.
It brings back so many memories.
I can't do this.
This is now. It's not...
Please don't insist.
I'm sorry.
I'm home!
Sure you are, old girl!
Did you make this?
Did you...
No, it's frozen.
Great meal.
- Philippe always wants a proper dinner. - I don't.
Yes, you do.
Why say that?
Take yesterday
and the days before.
Aurore,
how do you eat?
What do you mean?
In the living room?
- At the table? - Oh, no.
It's quite simple. As I live alone...
And how do you know Mano?
- Through her work. - Same here.
- She saved my skin once. - Same here.
I owe her so much.
How about an orgy?
Marie-Noëlle!
I'm joking!
OK, Hervé?
Sorry.
It went down the wrong way.
Aurore, what do you do for a living?
Aurore has an extraordinary talent.
- Oh, no! - Oh, yes!
- Come on. - What is it?
She knows the number of letters in any word.
Go on, try.
Everyday?
8.
- Marriage? - 8.
Superb?
"Superb" or "super"?
Superb, like you.
6.
How do you do it?
- Do you see it in your head? - I've always done it.
Crazy!
- Relocation? - 10.
- Fidelity? - 8.
- Encounter? - 9.
- Silence? - 7.
Cunnilingus?
11.
- Sodomy? - 6.
Philippe!
There you are.
It's great.
It's totally useless, but great.
30.
Aurore, are you OK?
Yes.
We have to be going.
- Bye now. - Bye.
Hey...
Do you want a lift home?
Want some music?
- Something wrong? - A bit dizzy.
- You're too hot. - Yeah.
I'll take care of you.
It's not that far from the marina.
No, it's not far out of town.
You're glowing.
- You're beautiful. - Think so?
Really.
What is it?
I did it.
- What? - Here. And here.
- Crazy, huh? It doesn't show. - No.
What's the point?
That's the whole point.
Otherwise it'd be ugly...
They're early!
- Give me that. - I'll take them.
Mention the fireplace.
The bricks.
- What? Are you OK? - You're really early.
I love it. Great fireplace.
- Why am I early? - I have a visit.
No, but it's not offices. It's very different.
It's an old folks' home.
- Old people? - It's not just any old folks' home.
You must see for yourself.
Trust me.
5 of us live here. The youngest is 62.
The oldest is 86.
We pool our pension money.
2 have very good pensions.
The others get peanuts.
But we use the money wisely
to pay for a home helper.
And above all,
we're not alone here.
Here's some tea.
But be careful, it's hot.
Really? Not too hot?
A bit.
Let's start with a trial period if old women don't scare you.
Oh, no, old women don't scare me!
But I'm very scared of getting old.
And poor and alone.
Oh, my dear girl, I don't believe it!
You can get around being poor and alone.
But you have to get used to being old.
I've never felt so good
since I turned 70. I mean it.
We ache all over.
So, come to the gym. I haven't seen you there in ages.
Oh, here they are!
Hello, ladies.
This is Aurore.
She's going to give us a try.
What are we eating?
Who's making lunch?
- You are. - I am?
How was the demo?
Great. There was a good turnout.
I'm coming.
She's kind, but after a while,
I can't take it. I'll be better off here.
Too bad if Mathieu's not happy.
- Want me to take out the fan? - Yeah.
You don't mind giving me your room?
No. You'll be more comfortable.
- Are you OK? - Yeah, I'm fine.
Much better.
Smell that.
Smells good, eh?
So good.
You know we have a stock of oocytes at birth?
Yes, a sort of reservoir.
And when the stock runs out, the shit hits the fan.
Estrogen...
Spacio...
Spaniomenorrhea, I think.
Well, anyway...
It was called the "change of life".
Can you imagine?
The "change of life".
In your face!
Hervé...
You know...
I think that...
Well...
I love your skin.
- You're so beautiful. - Yes, but...
I have to go take out the washing...
It's up to you. Whatever you want.
I can't see you tomorrow. Sorry.
No problem.
- Listen... - I'm visiting my dad in the hospital.
It's kinda rough.
The times we spend together do me so much good.
You can't imagine how it helps me.
- Really? - Yes.
School reunion
Irène?
Aurore!
Irène Daillon! I didn't know you were going to be here!
Where were you?
In the US. I just got back. I'm staying at my brother's.
- You haven't changed. - Come off it!
I've been to hell and back. My divorce destroyed me!
The bastard cleaned me out!
Then, I had cancer.
That's done.
My mother died!
So, I inherited enough not to have to work anymore!
I have 3 lovely kids.
What about you?
I'm OK. I have 2 grown-up girls. And I'll be a grandmother soon.
Great! You're lucky.
Hi, Gramps!
Hi. Cut that out. Are you OK?
- And Marina? - Fine.
Aurore!
Marc!
- How are you? - Great.
- Nanar! - You haven't changed.
We haven't, either!
7 and 4 years old.
Oh, they're older than mine.
They're still little.
Aurore?
Jean-Luc Jaguet!
Amazing!
- How are you? - Fine.
- As pretty as ever. - Thanks.
Totoche!
Good ol' Totoche, you haven't changed.
So, you stayed together.
I'm not surprised, though. Do you have kids?
I've put my foot in it.
- You have a sick child? - No.
We're not together. We ran into each other recently.
For the first time in 25 years.
I married Nanar.
- No! - I did.
We're going to be grandparents.
Nanar and you? No!
Yes, we are.
Yep.
I'm glad to see you.
Me too.
You OK? Are you on your own?
Kinda depressing, isn't it?
That Marc Grandière...
It all came flooding back. Marc the oaf!
I can't take any more.
He showed you photos of his kids?
He showed me 1, 2,
3... 1,000!
Now he's showing off his motorbike!
I'll finish this beer, then go.
You OK?
Was it fun to see old faces?
You came home late.
Did I wake you?
No, Mathieu just left.
Did it go well?
I'm glad
you made up.
Has Lucie called you?
Yes, she's having a blast.
Who's the guy who came yesterday?
Hervé.
Your lover?
Well, well!
What about that doctor?
Didn't it work out?
Is this Hervé nice?
Yes, very.
He's very... very...
Very nice.
I hadn't been with a man in ages.
I didn't think...
This is weird, Mom!
- But I'm just telling... - Excuse me.
- Don't. - I'm not.
So, don't.
- It's just that... - No, I don't want to hear it.
"What's the environmental impact of non-renewable energy?"
Along the staircase,
there were old chromos called "The Ages of Life".
The chromos are late 19th and early 20th century.
They represent the relationship between the sexes
in western society.
The ages of life in the form of pyramids.
What's striking is that man is always alone.
Except at 20 and 30
when, happy and triumphant,
he looks at his wife and children. And at 50,
his arms are open. It's said that at 50,
he embraces the past and future.
He has all at his disposal. Time is on his side.
He has the future and the past. He's a success.
Then, of course, he will start to decline,
but slowly, on his own, calmly.
He dies without dread.
Without dread. The picture shows that.
Now look at the young woman.
She's only alone at 10.
Then, she's always accompanied by a man.
At 30, maternity brings her bliss.
Not marriage.
And above all,
at 50, she stops.
What does she stop?
It was a mystery to me for years.
Stop what?
Because I couldn't know
that she stopped menstruating, that she was menopausal.
She stopped being desirable, she stopped being productive.
She stopped being sexually usable,
and so unable to give life.
So, she stopped having a reason for living.
She stopped existing.
Jeez!
She was then portrayed as supported by a young male.
Descent to the grave.
When she died, it wasn't without dread like the man.
It was without courage.
Without courage.
What're you doing here?
- Are you alright? - Mom, I messed up.
I shouldn't have gone.
As soon as I got there,
he spent all his time with his dumb DJ buddies.
I was just his little French trophy girl.
We never did a single thing together.
Not one. He slept all day and clubbed all night.
I've never seen such a jerk, Mom!
I'm sorry, sweetie.
It'll be alright, honey.
I'm so sorry.
Hey, Lulu!
Did you feel that?
Baby's coming to see you!
Come here, sweetie.
We were madly in love.
I've rarely had such a physically intense relationship.
As soon as Micky left,
I had a pain in my belly, I felt incomplete when we were apart.
When we were together, we literally devoured one another.
We could spend days on end in my room.
When was that?
3 years ago.
We were so happy.
Life separated us.
Who's that?
- Hervé. - Who's that?
It's...
- It's your mother's lover. - What?
What does your future ex-lover say?
"I'm taking you to Venice.
I'll pick you up on Saturday at 9 AM."
- Great. - I won't go.
What? Oh, no!
Sure you'll go. Which Saturday?
This Saturday.
Well, I'm here. Go on.
Forget Totoche.
- I'm expecting news. - Meaning?
Been to Venice?
You can't pass, sir.
I live there.
We tried to reach you all night.
I was on duty.
The water-heater short-circuited.
This was by the door.
The fire fighters told me it was your place...
I've lost everything.
Do you still have your old Peugeot?
I'm sorry.
Really sorry.
Sorry.
We're going for a walk.
- Hello there. - Hello.
Mom, it's time.
- Look at Marina. - I'm soaked!
Subtitles: J. Miller, a.s.i.f.