À 2 heures de Paris

I won't be able to cover for you.

What got into you? On the plane?

You stressed me out.

You should see a shrink.

Or find other ways to relax. Walks in the forest, crosswords...

You could be suspended.

That snitch is after you. She brown-noses management.

- I'm on the workers' council. - Yeah, like that'll impress them!

- 45 minutes late. - Sorry.

Around here, you're lucky I'm still alive.

Why didn't you wait inside?

How did the competition go?

Did you wipe the floor with them?

Are you sulking?

You know what?

I'm going to make us a nice little dinner.

- To earn your forgiveness. - OK.

We'll be able to discuss the awkward subject.

Is my dad in this album?

I don't know.

My darling, I don't know what to tell you.

We decided you didn't need to know who your dad is.

We manage fine without him.

I like our life the way it is.

We're fine, just the two of us.

No one to bust our balls.

You don't even realise how selfish you are.

You're the selfish one.

Why are you trying to force me?

I told you, I don't know who he is.

You understand? I don't know!

You can't have the diary.

Bad timing, I'm having a family crisis.

A week's suspension for your shag.

So it's become a shag now, has it? People are mad!

Ungrateful! I've just saved your ass.

- How do you feel? - Nervous.

We can turn back.

Beautiful.

2 HOURS FROM PARIS

Bloody hell!

Sido!

I suspected it was you when I saw your name.

- You haven't changed. - Nor you.

Yeah, right!

This is Jeanne.

The one I did all my mischief with.

Not all of it.

Who are you?

- Lolo. - My daughter.

Your daughter?

- How old are you? - Fifteen.

I'll explain.

You'd better! We have lots to talk about.

We'll have dinner together tonight.

- OK. - Come with me.

The royal suite!

Make yourselves at home, this is on me.

- No, Jeanne. - I won't take money off a friend.

Even if she ran away 15 years ago.

Make yourselves comfy.

- Thanks. - No problem.

Pretty naff for a "suite".

You don't criticise if you're not paying.

Yes, Jean-Paul?

No, we've just got to the hotel.

Yeah, your car's fine.

Aren't you going to ask how I am?

"Excited" isn't the word.

You're sweet.

No, I'll call you when I have some news.

What did he say that was sweet?

Mind you own business!

You can run me a bath for that.

- For what? - For that!

Is this DNA test 100% reliable?

Yes, 99.9%.

- How do you feel about it? - I think it's funny.

Only you could have a kid like that!

As for your list,

I know where they are.

Do you see them?

I bump into them, yeah.

Especially Stéphane. He's hard to avoid.

What does he do?

- He's a heartbreaker. - An eternal romantic!

We could go and see him tonight.

Yeah, let's go. I don't know where, but let's go.

Orange juice for you. And if anyone asks, you're 16.

What does Stéphane do in this joint?

He's the owner.

I bet your name's still in the toilet.

Shut up!

- Crap music. - It's from back then, like the decor.

I'm not dancing and making a fool of myself.

A vodka, an orange juice... And for you, Jeanne?

A beer.

Hey, she's a kid! Rub up against someone else!

- Are you jealous? - Piss off!

- Fat ass! - Wanker!

Excuse me.

- Is Stéphane around? - No, not tonight.

He won't be here.

Get the coats, I'll be outside.

Come on, girls, get stuck in!

So what are you doing now?

Air hostess.

Really? Air hostess?

That's good.

And you? This isn't exactly top-flight football.

Weren't you going to turn pro?

Yes, but in '99 I broke my kneecap.

I got depressed.

I was on medication, boozing... Not a pretty sight.

But I made it through.

I put my talent to work for others.

I got the girls into the regionals for the first time.

That's not bad.

It must be quite a tough job.

The pressure, the stress, the competition...

- Hence the grey hair. - No way!

Yes, you have, I'll show you.

Hang on.

- Can I help? - Darling.

- Who's this slag? - Be nice, darling.

- He didn't do anything. - Do you want a slap, ginge?

No, you prefer hands in the hair, don't you?

She's an old friend, I knew her 15 years ago.

It's OK, Mum, I've got her!

- Are you OK? - She's a maniac!

- I'll tear your nail out! - You're right.

I love fondling hair.

Look.

Like that she didn't slap you for nothing!

Let's go, Lolo.

They're mental!

- We'll see about this at home! - No, stay here!

- I'm going to the loo. - It's there.

- Something to drink? - Fresh orange juice, please.

We don't have that.

- A Diet Coke, then. - I only have normal Coke.

A normal Coke, then.

- A drink? - Fresh orange.

Two Cokes, please.

Can you play?

I'll thrash you!

- Sure? - Yeah.

You're pretty good.

What did you imagine?

- Francine, I didn't see you. - Hello.

Don't you remember me?

Sidonie Lavigne.

No, I don't.

I used to come every Saturday. I drank cherry beer.

You lived around here?

Yes. How long have you been here?

- A long time. - Yeah?

It'll be 56 years soon.

56 years!

Hello, my darlings.

Hi, Gran. OK?

And you?

How you've changed!

The roads weren't too busy?

No. We did it in two hours.

- A new car? - It's a friend's.

A boyfriend?

That's my business.

You'll stay for dinner?

- No, we already have plans. - Really?

But you'll be sleeping here?

We're at Jeanne's hotel.

You remember my friend Jeanne?

Of course.

You know you still have your old bedroom here.

Are you all right?

Of course.

Cold, isn't it?

Some tea?

It's good to see you, Mum.

You too.

Four-citrus tea.

Are they here, then?

He can't move

because of his legs.

Arthritis.

Aren't you going to say hello?

In a bit, yeah.

We dropped in at the bar.

Old Francine is still there.

Poor woman, she can't be far off 75.

- Why "poor woman"? - Working like that all her life.

Being independent, you mean?

Here, sweetheart.

How do you put up with him?

I thought you'd have got over it by now.

My sweet naive mum!

Won't you two ever be able to communicate properly?

"You two"?

I can't put up with shit like you can.