Éperdument (Down by Love) (Éperdument)

Whore!

We gonna fuck you, bitch!

Shut the fuck up!

You too, shut up!

I wanna fuck her!

I'm gonna slam you, cunt!

Look at me when I talk!

- Valuables. - Thanks.

She didn't come empty-handed.

I can see that.

- Coming from? - Fresnes Prison.

- Reason? - To be closer to family.

Okay, we were expecting her.

Still 5-foot-9?

Who said this was a body search?

I'm talking to you.

She got naked before I told her to. You ever see that before?

DOWN BY LOVE

Freely adapted from the novel by Florent Gongalves and Catherine Siguret

Snow White!

Ladies, quiet!

Hey, hottie!

The girls are in the yard.

You can start unpacking.

The minister's coming Friday, so behave yourself.

Hey.

What're you doing here?

What's this shit? Get it out of my face.

It's cool! Back off.

She acts bad but she's not mean.

I'll fuck you wherever you sleep.

Chill, Sonia, stop busting our chops.

What's the white trash doing in my room?

What's your problem? It's not your room.

Forget it, she's on the rag.

Can you believe that stuff on TV?

They should film us. More shit goes down here.

I can't stand that bitch's face. Go die!

You watch that?

You'll be at home.

Where's my nail polish?

- Here it is. - Thanks.

Want some?

- I'm not a whore. - It's for the minister.

The minister can kiss my ass.

Relax.

She's coming to visit our prison 'cause it's better or something.

I don't give a fuck.

They're even putting on a fashion show.

I think it's badass.

- It's a nice change. - You're still in jail.

You're jealous 'cause you're not one of the models.

- Screw you. - Don't have a fit, who cares.

One day maybe. Inch' Allah.

In your dreams.

Fuck off.

You never watch TV. Who you think you're fooling?

Fuck off.

She's all bark and no bite.

Who's got a light?

Here.

Melanie? You ever get laid during visits?

- Gross. Are you serious? - What's gross?

I don't do stuff like that.

It's filthy! I don't want no diseases.

You're a fat liar.

- Everyone has fucked in there. - Not me.

She's fucked, she's fucked...

and she has too.

- I've never gotten laid. - Bullshit.

Hang on, hang on!

Didn't she even describe the positions last week?

- I did not. - Put out your cigs!

Hurry, hurry. Close the window quick.

Hurry up.

Good job. We can't leave you alone for 5 minutes.

Smoking's forbidden in here.

Do you know why?

It's bad for your health.

I'm serious. Do you know why?

She doesn't talk.

But she gives great head.

She can hear.

- She came from Fresnes... - Three days ago.

I know who you are.

I advise you to keep a low profile.

Mélanie.

Your request for partial liberty wasn't granted.

- The commission meets in 3 months. - That long!

That's too long. I'm sick of making chicken.

- You want to change jobs? - No.

Lahouel!

Hurry up, you're next.

Froment!

What do you want?

You got anything left?

- No. - Come on, she's new.

I said nothing's left!

What's going on?

She's new. She doesn't have a dress.

For you?

Give her the white one.

- This one? - Yes.

Hurry, we're running late.

Boukara!

Did you see the guard who thinks she's Beyoncé?

- Hey, it's the minister! - Let's see.

Check out the warden with the minister.

Can I see?

Wait a sec!

Come on, move it. We're starting.

What're you doing? Are you crazy?

It looks good like that.

That's Pilar.

Stay clear of her, she's mental.

Hurry up, Anna, you're on.

You asked to see me?

Go on, I'm listening.

Can I keep my job in the kitchen after my trial?

The hearing's in Paris so I'll be transferred to Fleury Prison.

- When is your trial? - April.

In four months?

That leaves us time to find a solution.

- I'm afraid they'll replace me. - I understand.

But they need to cook while you're gone.

I can't promise anything, it depends on the other girls' postings.

We'll see in April.

Isn't the trial what worries you?

It's exhausting, you know.

You leave early, come back late.

Body searches every day...

I know.

How much time will I get?

That's not my job.

You know who I am.

Yes. A little.

And?

And what?

What do you think of me?

Not much.

What I mean is that I'm not here to judge you.

I don't care why you're here.

That's the law's job.

Mine is keeping order here.

Margaux!

- How are you, sir? - Fine, thank you.

Karine, could you bring me Miss Amari's file?

Right away. Your daughter's here!

Don't forget to pull.

How are you, sweetie?

Having fun?

You sitting in my seat?

Sorry, honey, I didn't seethe time. I'm yours in two minutes.

Show me your drawing.

Very pretty.

That's us in a few days.

Karine, could you ask them to turn the heat down?

- Should I close the door? - Yes. Just push.

I have no problem with your daughter.

She has good grades in all subjects and she's sharp.

But...

I think you should talk to her.

Because?

Her classmates make fun of her.

Having both parents in jail isn't usual.

Excuse me?

- Other parents are wondering. - About what?

We work in prisons.

We.re not "in" prison.

We're civil servants like you. What the hell?

Calm down. That's not what I meant.

Why should I calm down? That's exactly what you meant.

You should be proud instead of criticizing my daughter.

It's not what I meant. I'm sorry.

Are you crazy? What came over you?

Who is that petty bureaucrat with a petty life?

- And what exactly are you? - An artist.

- Granted, an accursed one. - Frustrated too.

I'm so frustrated, darling. I can't take anymore.

You're crazy.

I've been waiting three days to go to the infirmary.

I haven't been sleeping.

I haven't slept at all!

What do you want me to do? Kill myself? Is that it?

You like my sweater?

It's nice.

You better like it, you got it for me!

What's wrong now? You don't like it?

Sure, but that's not why I send you money.

I never buy anything for myself.

Come on, it's Christmas.

Who's she?

No one.

- She's not giving you trouble? - No way.

- Do you work here too? - Sure I do.

Still painting?

I'm in the kitchen now.

I asked at Fresnes but they refused.

They didn't trust me with a knife.

You're not a criminal.