A Private Life (Vie privée)

Shit.

Hello?

Excuse me.

Excuse me!

I'm with a patient, and I can't hear a thing.

We've already...

What a rabat-oij!

- You've reached - Paula Cohen-Solal.

Leave a message. Thanks.

Yes, it's Dr. Steiner calling.

You've now missed three sessions, Paula.

After three, I think my concern is justified.

You must pay for the missed sessions.

Raba-ouaje. - Phonetic slang for Rabat-joie.

Cockblocker, old biddy,

break balls, frigid, pain in the ass.

Asshole.

You're here? Hello.

But... it's not our day.

I know, but I need to speak to you.

Fine...

Don't stand there. Come.

Thanks.

Lie down.

You don't want to lie down?

Fine.

You remember eight years ago,

when I came here for the first time?

At first it was to... Quit smoking.

Right.

It was a pretext to undergo a psychoanalysis.

I underwent psychoanalysis but never stopped smoking.

So listen. Last Monday I saw a hypnotist.

Why not lie down?

You'll free-associate better.

Doctor, listen to me.

I'm listening.

François gave me her name.

My wife's friend... I know.

...who's into alternative medicine.

Ms. Grangé in Aubervilliers.

And he... quit smoking, thanks to her.

At first, she spouted some nonsense:

"Let yourself go,"

"What do you see?"

I said, "My parents naked in a house."

Whatever.

It lasted 20 minutes. It was short.

I paid for the session, 50 euros.

I was puzzled. I went outside.

All of a sudden, I threw my cigarettes in the trash.

I kept on walking,

then I turned around, looked at my cigarettes,

and to my surprise,

I threw away my lighter too.

It's been four days.

And I haven't smoked.

Wild. Almost a week.

I'll shut it off.

I thought it was on silent mode.

I'm listening. Yes...

I feel freed from something.

Freed from smoking, of course.

And freed from you.

There.

I want to stop seeing you.

All right. Fine.

Maybe...

we can agree on a date to stop.

Or I'll refer you to a colleague.

I'm done.

My wife did the math.

Eight years, once a week, excluding vacations,

I've spent 32,000 here.

Plus 8,000 wasted on cigarettes.

We're done.

Goodbye.

- Hello, I'm Valérie, - Paula's daughter.

I saw you tried calling several times.

I have some very sad news.

She's passed away.

I'd like to invite you to... join us.

We'll be gathering together tomorrow.

Thank you.

A PRIVATE LIFE

Thanks for coming.

Mom's room is packed.

I'll ask her students to leave.

You know what happened to her?

No idea. It was very sudden.

You'll awaken the dybbuk. The what?

The dybbuks, evil spirits.

Dybbuk.

Hello. I taught with her at Jules Ferry.

Good of you to come. We'll all gather before her.

Come in...

Aaron, are you coming?

Aaron, come.

He fainted. Roll him on his side.

Put his legs on a cushion.

Bring water. Don't!

I'm a doctor.

Where's the bathroom? There.

Can someone come?

Dad, what's wrong?

Sit up, breathe.

Take this, sir. How kind. Thank you.

Thank you. I'll be fine... Breathe.

Who are you?

Lilian Steiner.

I was treating your wife for nine years.

I'm sorry. Get out.

I'm sorry. Get out!

Why are you here? Who let you in?

This is my home! How dare you?

Throw her out!

Her husband's reaction is unexpected.

Aggression towards me,

redirected guilt towards the therapist

and unprocessed emot--

...redirected guilt...

Shit.

Shit.

Sit! Are you okay?

Sit down, sir. I'm fine.

You rang?

I said not to wake up Joseph. Call first.

I woke him?

No, but you could have.

Scolding me for something hypothetical?

Which didn't happen.

Know what that's called? No, and I don't want to.

Twenty-five euros for five?

Order 50 for me.

No, 100.

500 for minidiscs? They're prehistoric!

Why not try something modern?

I like being able to hold them.

They can get lost or damaged.

Because I can lose them makes them precious.

Spare me.

500 euros. Damn.

It's for my work. How much was your computer?

You come only when you need something.

There.

Are you sick?

Yes, no, not really.

Do you have any hand sanitizer?

There.

Buy something that'll make you happy.

I'd be happy if you came when he's awake.

It's not my fault that babies sleep a lot.

Your order is confirmed.

Wanna see Joseph?

No, I have to go to an appointment.

More important than 30 seconds with us?

Come.

What's wrong, kiddo?

You hungry?

Calm down.

It's early.

You have a rash.

I'm leaving, honey.

I'm sick, covered in germs.

I don't want to get close.

Love you.

- It's been ages! - Is he in?

You can go in. Thanks.

Lilian?

You're okay?

Bad time? Not at all.

Is all well?

No.

I...

I don't know what I have.

I caught something.

Mind examining me? Not at all.

Have a seat.

Your last eye exam was...

With you.

Your chin there. Okay.

Have you seen Joseph recently? Yes.

I just stopped by. He was asleep.

He sleeps a lot.

I find him very much awake for his age...

Two months.

He could pass for three.

Julien is young.

To be a father. Right?

Young?

You were his age. Exactly.

Push. Push your chin.

It keeps on flowing, honey...

You call me "honey"?

First time I've seen you cry.

I know. It suits you.

I'm not crying. It's my eyes.

Find anything?

No, it's all normal.

Got eye drops or a placebo for me?