Mytho (2019) s01e06 Episode Script
Episode 6
1 A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES EPISODE 6 [Elfriede in German.]
One two three four Sit up.
[Sam groans.]
And on the pillow.
[in English.]
Yes.
[in German.]
Now just sit.
Eyes closed.
[in English.]
Close your eyes.
[in German.]
And slowly inhale on three and exhale.
Great.
How about a sun salutation? - [in English.]
Sun salutation? - Yeah.
Yeah? Okay.
[in German.]
Inhale and reach up.
And back.
And exhale.
In front.
Inhale under.
And inhale in Cobra.
And exhale.
[Elfriede.]
I'll miss you.
[Sam.]
Me, too.
[Elfriede in English.]
You really have a fucking gift.
You know that? [Elfriede chuckles.]
[Sam.]
Thank you.
But I don't have a yoga teacher at home.
You have to practice alone.
And to come back.
I don't think it's a good idea.
[groans.]
I'm sorry for Niklas.
I didn't think he would react like this.
It's okay, I'm I'm used to that.
[in German.]
I've always been an outsider.
Mm-hm.
[in English.]
I've always been.
[in French.]
I never had a choice.
[In German.]
In German we say I had no choice.
- [in German.]
I had no choice.
- Very good.
[in French.]
Your German improved a lot.
[in French.]
Less than my yoga.
[in German.]
Sorry.
Go on.
[in German.]
My mother encouraged me to be myself.
If it wasn't for her, maybe I would have killed myself.
Mm.
[in English.]
One day, I was 12, and I had a lot of troubles with boys of my school and I was rejected and She said, "People they want you to live a so-called normal life.
Mm.
But you please, my son, you will not become Mr.
Everybody.
And you have to become who you are.
And if who you are is a woman, then you have to become a woman.
A beautiful woman.
" Wow.
So, the day after, I came in school with a dress.
[chuckles.]
It was the worst day of my life.
I don't know what I was expecting.
But the day after, it was less terrible.
And day after day, I I was accepted, so she was right.
Wow.
Your mother I would love to meet her.
[in German.]
I'd like you to meet her.
- Yes.
- A soon as her cancer's cured.
[Elfriede.]
Mm.
[Virginie.]
Mom? Mom? [Carole.]
She's sleeping.
She's resting.
Don't wake her.
Good morning.
You want a lift? Did you have breakfast? It's the most important meal of the day.
Here.
[Virginie.]
It's good.
- What are these? - [Menard.]
It's for you.
Read them and tell me what you think.
HOW THE METHOD SAVED MY LIFE Sam.
[in English.]
Sorry.
I shouldn't have beat you at the basketball place.
I shouldn't have lied to you.
[in German.]
It was really hard for me.
It made me so sad.
[in French.]
I understand.
No.
You don't understand.
I fell in love with Samantha, but she just doesn't exist.
I'm sorry.
[door opens and closes.]
[people chattering.]
[rock music playing.]
You got me dressing to the nines [gasps.]
[coughing.]
[radiologist.]
That's it.
Any more questions? Okay.
Maybe your wife should see a psychiatrist.
MEDICAL IMAGING CENTER Did you talk to her? I can't reach her.
I'm so - angry! - Come on, let it out.
It's awful.
How can someone - do such a thing? - Go on.
To her own family! How could she lie for so long? Fuck.
She's crazy.
I don't think she is.
[crying.]
It hurts so much.
Here.
[both shouting.]
What are you doing? This is oil.
You're supposed to inhale it.
[groaning.]
Here.
- What do I do now? - Tell the kids.
I'll never find the courage.
You want me to do it? No.
It's nice of you, but First, send a message to Elvira.
Okay.
What do I say? Give me your phone.
[cell phone beeps.]
[footsteps approaching.]
YOU ARE A MONSTER [Isa.]
Pick a card and put it in the middle.
- So, this is not bad.
- Isa? Help me.
- What? - Cure me.
Excuse me.
I can't.
Not my cancer.
Of me.
Cure me of me.
I did things As if it wasn't me, but someone else.
Someone I can see, who scares me.
Like a demon, you see.
You know demons exist.
Make it go away, please! Use your powders, your things, make it go away! Calm down and explain.
There's nothing to explain.
Please, exorcise me.
I can't.
What are you good for, then? I'm good at listening to people.
But I can't cure them with powders.
No one can.
Powders are pretty lies.
No! Lies are always bad! Always! [UTO's "That Itch" playing.]
In the light, a glitch And the ground, the chain shakes Like a sign I missed A sound In the dark, I wish That I could be a kind of witch Who would know which way to pick? [cell phone beeps.]
BRUNE JOIN ME AT GILLERS She's not home.
You want me to come? No, thanks.
- Take pictures of everything.
- What? If there's a trial, you need evidence of the prejudice.
Take pictures of everything proving she lied and that everyone believed her.
And get the paperwork, and the kids' IDs.
- Huh? Why? - It's always better.
In case she decides to take them.
- Go.
- You're right.
Thank you.
YOUR MOTHER OR YOUR FATHER HAS CANCER [camera clicking.]
[sobbing.]
[cell phone ringing.]
Is anyone here? Mr.
Brunet? Hello.
Where's Brunet? He should be here.
He's too much of a coward to face us.
Look, I don't know.
Is this about the report? Fuck the report.
Six grand per quarter.
In seven years, we gave you over 140,000.
Now 50,000 euros worth of ink and paper were stolen from us and you're not covering even half.
I see, but what do you want me to do? Fine, we altered the robbery claim, but it was because some invoices are too old.
You'd only covered 10 percent of the actual cost of restocking.
That's in your contract.
We just replaced invoices.
It's the same.
You understand? We didn't steal anything.
We were stolen from.
I understand, but you lied.
That's ground to cancel all payments.
The truth is that we're all in deep shit.
We only see three months ahead.
So, go fuck yourself with your truth.
I'll talk to my supervisor, Mr.
Brunet, and see what we can do.
I'll get back to you shortly.
[man 1.]
Scumbag! [woman 1.]
Gépéma's a bunch of thugs.
[crowd.]
Sellout! Fucking moron! - It's disgusting.
- [man 2.]
Right, get out.
We'll fight back.
Scumbag.
Get out of here! [crowd cheering.]
[woman 1.]
Get the fuck out! [Brunet.]
They did a number on you.
- You let me down, all right.
- Good.
You can put it in your shitty report.
I made you.
- What are you talking about? - [chuckles.]
With your friend.
Fat Channa.
- You two built a case against me.
- Oh - Of course not.
- You're shooting down the last free man.
Do you realize how horrible that is? Look, I know there's an audit request for you, but I have - nothing to do with it.
- I saw you! What's wrong with you? You made photocopies, you want to have me fired, you bitches! Fine! I snooped around! For something else! Cut it out! - What for, then? - I used a client's medical records to make my family believe I have cancer.
Shit.
I don't understand.
[clearing throat.]
Can you repeat that? I forged a copy of Jane Laval's file to convince my husband and children that I was sick.
- Did they believe you? - Yes.
Why did you do that? I don't know.
So they paid more attention to me.
Did it work? I'm jealous.
Me I spent my life telling the truth, but it's useless.
You are a genuine asshole.
[chuckles.]
[door opens then closes.]
[cell phone beeps.]
PATRICK I'M TELLING THE KIDS [gasps.]
Oh.
[doorbell rings.]
Hello.
Is this a bad time? - Yes, it is.
- We haven't met.
Marie Garapon.
I did the story about your daughter's blog.
It was very successful.
You know? - No.
- Our chief editor loved it.
And our premium channel is launching a new reality series.
They want to do the pilot with Virginie.
- Isn't that great? - I don't get it, - but I don't care.
- We think Virginie has great potential.
She can represent kids who communicate through social media and influence them.
So, we'd like to do a longer program on her, go further.
I hope your wife's better, by the way.
- No.
- Sorry.
Look Virginie's blog helps many children that are in the same situation.
The more we talk about her story [shouts.]
Shut the fuck up.
Sorry I can't.
- Hey, you.
- Hi, Virginie.
- Hi.
- How's your mom? Okay.
You blog's awesome.
Thanks.
We're all going to see Kevin.
Are you coming? Don't talk to them, okay? Yes, Michel.
Thanks for returning my call.
It's for my partner.
I didn't mention it.
We live together now.
It's serious.
Listen, he needs legal advice.
He's got problems with his children's mother.
Crazy story.
They're not married.
I made crêpes.
Do you want some? Can I have another? You can have as many as you want.
Thinking about Kevin? How did you know? I care about you.
- Have you looked at the books I gave you? - Yes.
During the break.
[Carole.]
Uh Yeah.
I read two pages.
- I didn't get it.
- I got it.
I liked it.
It's like science fiction.
Do you like science fiction? [Virginie.]
Eh.
I like horror movies and fantasy better.
- [Menard.]
What is it? - [Virginie.]
Mm.
Like The Lord of the Rings.
[Menard.]
Something we have in common.
I love it, too.
So does he.
He's my spiritual superior, an extraordinary man.
I'd like you to meet him one day.
He'd love you.
Sam! He just walked by.
I'm going to see him.
Thanks for the crêpes, it was delicious.
[door opens then closes.]
So your thing's a little like a religion.
What's a religion for you? [inaudible dialogue.]
[Virginie.]
Are you getting a divorce? No, it's It's more complicated.
Your mom doesn't have cancer.
Is she cured? [Patrick.]
No.
She lied to us.
Your mom made up her disease.
It wasn't real.
[Virginie.]
She's not sick anymore.
No.
She never was.
I don't get it.
[Patrick.]
What? Why did she get surgery, then? No reason.
She didn't get surgery.
[Sam.]
She went to the hospital.
[Patrick.]
Yes.
She sold insurance to real patients I don't know.
[Carole.]
Dad She couldn't have.
But she did.
Is everyone going to say I'm a liar? [Patrick.]
No You didn't lie.
You lied to no one.
It's not your fault.
It's your mother's.
[Virginie.]
But the blog, everyone's going to insult me when they find out.
You won't say anything.
- It's okay.
- It's not okay! What is it? [Carole crying.]
[Carole.]
I don't feel good.
Calm down, honey.
Calm down, honey.
I'm hungry.
How could you do this? I didn't mean it at first.
It just came out.
It was like a mistake.
Saying one word instead of another.
There.
It happens.
But the weird thing is that from that moment everyone became nice to me.
Before, this place used to be like a hotel.
Everyone came and went, opened the fridge.
Mom bought groceries, Mom cooked, but who gives a shit? We have other stuff going on because what happens elsewhere, at other people's places, with other moms, in other women's arms, is always better than here, at Elvira's.
It's true.
It's like it's lame here like everything I do is meaningless.
I'm just good for laundry, to fill the fridge.
I'm a food dispenser a love dispenser What do I get for it? Nothing.
You're not nice.
You talk back to me.
You always interrupt me as if my work was worthless.
I'd had it.
The lie just came like that.
I tried to tell the truth, but you didn't listen.
It figures.
Nobody ever listens.
I think this is the first time you haven't interrupted me after two seconds.
[clearing throat.]
Feels strange.
[groans.]
I'm enjoying it.
[Elvira sobbing.]
So I tried to tell you the truth, but you didn't want to hear.
It was convenient for you.
The sicker I was, the better you seemed.
It was as if something brought our family together again.
We did things we didn't do anymore.
The five of us.
We loved each other.
Laughed with each other.
It's true, I admit it I relished it.
[crying.]
I didn't want it to stop.
I swear I swear I was going to end it next week.
I was supposed to be cured.
End of the story.
And I would keep your love, your respect.
Do you understand? No.
We don't understand.
You're trying to make us feel guilty.
It's disgusting.
We didn't ask anything.
We didn't ask you to cook every night or to lie.
[Carole.]
It's true.
Dad's right.
Nobody asked you to iron everything, to wash things all the time.
How could you do that to us? It's horrible.
[Virginie.]
Everyone's going to call me a liar at school.
I won't be able to leave my room ever! [sobbing.]
It's disgusting.
To have made us go through this.
I wish you were dead instead.
[Patrick.]
Go.
Leave us.
[keypad beeping.]
A lying and an unkind woman.
It's unkind to leave an old lady lost in the woods.
I know you're the product of my imagination.
Maybe.
So what? Now that we're here, we can talk, right? No.
I don't talk to non-people.
You know what the definition of madness is? Yes.
It's me.
I talk to myself, I'm crazy.
Oh, no, not at all.
Madness is to do the same thing over and over again, thinking that one day, the result will differ.
Well, that was before, Elvira.
That was madness.
You tried something, you failed.
You epically failed, even.
But at least you took another path.
You tried something different.
And that is being alive, honey.
- Is it? - Mm.
One day your kids will thank you to have given them the taste for excess, - for mischief, for what's forbidden - Okay, now shut up! [woman.]
Oops, I'll be on my way.
Good evening, ma'am.
- Registration - No, there's a fire.
Is there? - In the woods? - Yes.
- You must go back.
- Oh, no.
I need to go through.
Where are you going? I don't know.
You live nearby? No.
You don't seem well.
Will you be okay? - Yes, I'm great.
- Yeah? Go ahead and make a U-turn.
FOREST FIRE: A RELENTLESS BATTLE [man.]
Since last night, firemen have fought relentlessly.
[Patrick.]
The children are in bed.
They are devastated.
It's so horrible for them.
I still don't get how she could do that.
I talked to my lawyer friend.
Not being married makes no difference.
You can ask for custody and for the house.
You can even ask for alimony.
Okay.
Her bullshit will cost her dearly.
Okay.
I could come by.
I'd buy pizzas for everyone.
I don't think that's a good idea.
The kids are upset already.
I'm sure you understand.
Yes, I do.
Of course.
Okay.
I'll call you later.
See you tomorrow.
[The Janitors' "Sick State" playing.]
[music stops.]
[gasps.]
[coughing.]
[engine sputtering.]
[coughing.]
[shouting.]
[Patrick.]
Where could she be? We don't know, but she wasn't in her car.
She's not dead.
She ran.
That's it.
[man.]
Let us know if you have any news.
We'll keep looking and we'll be in touch if there's anything.
Okay? [door opens then closes.]
Thank you.
What? You should look for her.
You need to do something.
She can stay where she is.
With her shame.
[Nonno sighs.]
If you don't go get her, she'll never come back.
You know she can't make it without you.
For me she can go fuck herself.
Here's a story.
There was this man.
His name was Michel.
He was lost in the desert.
After a while, he turned around and saw that next to his footprints there is another a set of footprints.
He understood that an invisible force was walking alongside him.
It gave him the courage to walk on.
He walked for hours.
As the night was about to fall, Michel was very tired, exhausted.
He turned around and saw that the other set of footprints had disappeared.
He talked to this invisible force.
He said, "Why? Why do you abandon me when I need you the most?" The voice answered, "When you see one set of footprints, it doesn't mean I'm abandoning you.
It's because I'm carrying you in my arms.
" You can't abandon people who need you.
You understand? [doorbell rings.]
As I said, my mom started chemo today.
So, she won't be home for a while, and we can't visit her at the hospital.
But I'll explain what chemo is.
[Menard.]
These are vital energy stones.
They can help you find the strength you need to face life's hardships.
They can also help for the return of the person you love.
Don't fight it.
Let the power of the stone overwhelm you.
Focus on the force that radiates from them.
Let their energy overpower you.
[car horn honking.]
- Hey! - Hi, how are you? - How are you? - Come here.
Did you miss my pizza? - Yes.
- [Nonno.]
I'll make your favorite pizza.
- [Virginie.]
Without anchovies, though.
- [Sam.]
We missed you, too.
[Karina.]
That's nice of you.
[knocking on door.]
- Hello.
- Hello.
- Can I help you? - Yes.
I'm looking for Maria Magdalena Giannini's house.
Ah.
She lives across the street.
Elvira.
But I don't think she's home.
- Thanks.
- What's your name? In case I see her.
I'm Lorenzo.
Okay.
Thank you, ma'am.
- Bye.
- Bye.
How are you? A young man was looking for you.
What did he say? That he was looking for you.
Lorenzo's his name.
Italian, I think.
Well I'll leave you alone.
Let me know if you need anything.
Dinner's in 45 minutes, if you want.
[door closes.]
[inaudible dialogue.]
[Charles Aznavour's "Morire d'Amore" playing.]
Subtitle translation by Nadège Traoré-Dulot
One two three four Sit up.
[Sam groans.]
And on the pillow.
[in English.]
Yes.
[in German.]
Now just sit.
Eyes closed.
[in English.]
Close your eyes.
[in German.]
And slowly inhale on three and exhale.
Great.
How about a sun salutation? - [in English.]
Sun salutation? - Yeah.
Yeah? Okay.
[in German.]
Inhale and reach up.
And back.
And exhale.
In front.
Inhale under.
And inhale in Cobra.
And exhale.
[Elfriede.]
I'll miss you.
[Sam.]
Me, too.
[Elfriede in English.]
You really have a fucking gift.
You know that? [Elfriede chuckles.]
[Sam.]
Thank you.
But I don't have a yoga teacher at home.
You have to practice alone.
And to come back.
I don't think it's a good idea.
[groans.]
I'm sorry for Niklas.
I didn't think he would react like this.
It's okay, I'm I'm used to that.
[in German.]
I've always been an outsider.
Mm-hm.
[in English.]
I've always been.
[in French.]
I never had a choice.
[In German.]
In German we say I had no choice.
- [in German.]
I had no choice.
- Very good.
[in French.]
Your German improved a lot.
[in French.]
Less than my yoga.
[in German.]
Sorry.
Go on.
[in German.]
My mother encouraged me to be myself.
If it wasn't for her, maybe I would have killed myself.
Mm.
[in English.]
One day, I was 12, and I had a lot of troubles with boys of my school and I was rejected and She said, "People they want you to live a so-called normal life.
Mm.
But you please, my son, you will not become Mr.
Everybody.
And you have to become who you are.
And if who you are is a woman, then you have to become a woman.
A beautiful woman.
" Wow.
So, the day after, I came in school with a dress.
[chuckles.]
It was the worst day of my life.
I don't know what I was expecting.
But the day after, it was less terrible.
And day after day, I I was accepted, so she was right.
Wow.
Your mother I would love to meet her.
[in German.]
I'd like you to meet her.
- Yes.
- A soon as her cancer's cured.
[Elfriede.]
Mm.
[Virginie.]
Mom? Mom? [Carole.]
She's sleeping.
She's resting.
Don't wake her.
Good morning.
You want a lift? Did you have breakfast? It's the most important meal of the day.
Here.
[Virginie.]
It's good.
- What are these? - [Menard.]
It's for you.
Read them and tell me what you think.
HOW THE METHOD SAVED MY LIFE Sam.
[in English.]
Sorry.
I shouldn't have beat you at the basketball place.
I shouldn't have lied to you.
[in German.]
It was really hard for me.
It made me so sad.
[in French.]
I understand.
No.
You don't understand.
I fell in love with Samantha, but she just doesn't exist.
I'm sorry.
[door opens and closes.]
[people chattering.]
[rock music playing.]
You got me dressing to the nines [gasps.]
[coughing.]
[radiologist.]
That's it.
Any more questions? Okay.
Maybe your wife should see a psychiatrist.
MEDICAL IMAGING CENTER Did you talk to her? I can't reach her.
I'm so - angry! - Come on, let it out.
It's awful.
How can someone - do such a thing? - Go on.
To her own family! How could she lie for so long? Fuck.
She's crazy.
I don't think she is.
[crying.]
It hurts so much.
Here.
[both shouting.]
What are you doing? This is oil.
You're supposed to inhale it.
[groaning.]
Here.
- What do I do now? - Tell the kids.
I'll never find the courage.
You want me to do it? No.
It's nice of you, but First, send a message to Elvira.
Okay.
What do I say? Give me your phone.
[cell phone beeps.]
[footsteps approaching.]
YOU ARE A MONSTER [Isa.]
Pick a card and put it in the middle.
- So, this is not bad.
- Isa? Help me.
- What? - Cure me.
Excuse me.
I can't.
Not my cancer.
Of me.
Cure me of me.
I did things As if it wasn't me, but someone else.
Someone I can see, who scares me.
Like a demon, you see.
You know demons exist.
Make it go away, please! Use your powders, your things, make it go away! Calm down and explain.
There's nothing to explain.
Please, exorcise me.
I can't.
What are you good for, then? I'm good at listening to people.
But I can't cure them with powders.
No one can.
Powders are pretty lies.
No! Lies are always bad! Always! [UTO's "That Itch" playing.]
In the light, a glitch And the ground, the chain shakes Like a sign I missed A sound In the dark, I wish That I could be a kind of witch Who would know which way to pick? [cell phone beeps.]
BRUNE JOIN ME AT GILLERS She's not home.
You want me to come? No, thanks.
- Take pictures of everything.
- What? If there's a trial, you need evidence of the prejudice.
Take pictures of everything proving she lied and that everyone believed her.
And get the paperwork, and the kids' IDs.
- Huh? Why? - It's always better.
In case she decides to take them.
- Go.
- You're right.
Thank you.
YOUR MOTHER OR YOUR FATHER HAS CANCER [camera clicking.]
[sobbing.]
[cell phone ringing.]
Is anyone here? Mr.
Brunet? Hello.
Where's Brunet? He should be here.
He's too much of a coward to face us.
Look, I don't know.
Is this about the report? Fuck the report.
Six grand per quarter.
In seven years, we gave you over 140,000.
Now 50,000 euros worth of ink and paper were stolen from us and you're not covering even half.
I see, but what do you want me to do? Fine, we altered the robbery claim, but it was because some invoices are too old.
You'd only covered 10 percent of the actual cost of restocking.
That's in your contract.
We just replaced invoices.
It's the same.
You understand? We didn't steal anything.
We were stolen from.
I understand, but you lied.
That's ground to cancel all payments.
The truth is that we're all in deep shit.
We only see three months ahead.
So, go fuck yourself with your truth.
I'll talk to my supervisor, Mr.
Brunet, and see what we can do.
I'll get back to you shortly.
[man 1.]
Scumbag! [woman 1.]
Gépéma's a bunch of thugs.
[crowd.]
Sellout! Fucking moron! - It's disgusting.
- [man 2.]
Right, get out.
We'll fight back.
Scumbag.
Get out of here! [crowd cheering.]
[woman 1.]
Get the fuck out! [Brunet.]
They did a number on you.
- You let me down, all right.
- Good.
You can put it in your shitty report.
I made you.
- What are you talking about? - [chuckles.]
With your friend.
Fat Channa.
- You two built a case against me.
- Oh - Of course not.
- You're shooting down the last free man.
Do you realize how horrible that is? Look, I know there's an audit request for you, but I have - nothing to do with it.
- I saw you! What's wrong with you? You made photocopies, you want to have me fired, you bitches! Fine! I snooped around! For something else! Cut it out! - What for, then? - I used a client's medical records to make my family believe I have cancer.
Shit.
I don't understand.
[clearing throat.]
Can you repeat that? I forged a copy of Jane Laval's file to convince my husband and children that I was sick.
- Did they believe you? - Yes.
Why did you do that? I don't know.
So they paid more attention to me.
Did it work? I'm jealous.
Me I spent my life telling the truth, but it's useless.
You are a genuine asshole.
[chuckles.]
[door opens then closes.]
[cell phone beeps.]
PATRICK I'M TELLING THE KIDS [gasps.]
Oh.
[doorbell rings.]
Hello.
Is this a bad time? - Yes, it is.
- We haven't met.
Marie Garapon.
I did the story about your daughter's blog.
It was very successful.
You know? - No.
- Our chief editor loved it.
And our premium channel is launching a new reality series.
They want to do the pilot with Virginie.
- Isn't that great? - I don't get it, - but I don't care.
- We think Virginie has great potential.
She can represent kids who communicate through social media and influence them.
So, we'd like to do a longer program on her, go further.
I hope your wife's better, by the way.
- No.
- Sorry.
Look Virginie's blog helps many children that are in the same situation.
The more we talk about her story [shouts.]
Shut the fuck up.
Sorry I can't.
- Hey, you.
- Hi, Virginie.
- Hi.
- How's your mom? Okay.
You blog's awesome.
Thanks.
We're all going to see Kevin.
Are you coming? Don't talk to them, okay? Yes, Michel.
Thanks for returning my call.
It's for my partner.
I didn't mention it.
We live together now.
It's serious.
Listen, he needs legal advice.
He's got problems with his children's mother.
Crazy story.
They're not married.
I made crêpes.
Do you want some? Can I have another? You can have as many as you want.
Thinking about Kevin? How did you know? I care about you.
- Have you looked at the books I gave you? - Yes.
During the break.
[Carole.]
Uh Yeah.
I read two pages.
- I didn't get it.
- I got it.
I liked it.
It's like science fiction.
Do you like science fiction? [Virginie.]
Eh.
I like horror movies and fantasy better.
- [Menard.]
What is it? - [Virginie.]
Mm.
Like The Lord of the Rings.
[Menard.]
Something we have in common.
I love it, too.
So does he.
He's my spiritual superior, an extraordinary man.
I'd like you to meet him one day.
He'd love you.
Sam! He just walked by.
I'm going to see him.
Thanks for the crêpes, it was delicious.
[door opens then closes.]
So your thing's a little like a religion.
What's a religion for you? [inaudible dialogue.]
[Virginie.]
Are you getting a divorce? No, it's It's more complicated.
Your mom doesn't have cancer.
Is she cured? [Patrick.]
No.
She lied to us.
Your mom made up her disease.
It wasn't real.
[Virginie.]
She's not sick anymore.
No.
She never was.
I don't get it.
[Patrick.]
What? Why did she get surgery, then? No reason.
She didn't get surgery.
[Sam.]
She went to the hospital.
[Patrick.]
Yes.
She sold insurance to real patients I don't know.
[Carole.]
Dad She couldn't have.
But she did.
Is everyone going to say I'm a liar? [Patrick.]
No You didn't lie.
You lied to no one.
It's not your fault.
It's your mother's.
[Virginie.]
But the blog, everyone's going to insult me when they find out.
You won't say anything.
- It's okay.
- It's not okay! What is it? [Carole crying.]
[Carole.]
I don't feel good.
Calm down, honey.
Calm down, honey.
I'm hungry.
How could you do this? I didn't mean it at first.
It just came out.
It was like a mistake.
Saying one word instead of another.
There.
It happens.
But the weird thing is that from that moment everyone became nice to me.
Before, this place used to be like a hotel.
Everyone came and went, opened the fridge.
Mom bought groceries, Mom cooked, but who gives a shit? We have other stuff going on because what happens elsewhere, at other people's places, with other moms, in other women's arms, is always better than here, at Elvira's.
It's true.
It's like it's lame here like everything I do is meaningless.
I'm just good for laundry, to fill the fridge.
I'm a food dispenser a love dispenser What do I get for it? Nothing.
You're not nice.
You talk back to me.
You always interrupt me as if my work was worthless.
I'd had it.
The lie just came like that.
I tried to tell the truth, but you didn't listen.
It figures.
Nobody ever listens.
I think this is the first time you haven't interrupted me after two seconds.
[clearing throat.]
Feels strange.
[groans.]
I'm enjoying it.
[Elvira sobbing.]
So I tried to tell you the truth, but you didn't want to hear.
It was convenient for you.
The sicker I was, the better you seemed.
It was as if something brought our family together again.
We did things we didn't do anymore.
The five of us.
We loved each other.
Laughed with each other.
It's true, I admit it I relished it.
[crying.]
I didn't want it to stop.
I swear I swear I was going to end it next week.
I was supposed to be cured.
End of the story.
And I would keep your love, your respect.
Do you understand? No.
We don't understand.
You're trying to make us feel guilty.
It's disgusting.
We didn't ask anything.
We didn't ask you to cook every night or to lie.
[Carole.]
It's true.
Dad's right.
Nobody asked you to iron everything, to wash things all the time.
How could you do that to us? It's horrible.
[Virginie.]
Everyone's going to call me a liar at school.
I won't be able to leave my room ever! [sobbing.]
It's disgusting.
To have made us go through this.
I wish you were dead instead.
[Patrick.]
Go.
Leave us.
[keypad beeping.]
A lying and an unkind woman.
It's unkind to leave an old lady lost in the woods.
I know you're the product of my imagination.
Maybe.
So what? Now that we're here, we can talk, right? No.
I don't talk to non-people.
You know what the definition of madness is? Yes.
It's me.
I talk to myself, I'm crazy.
Oh, no, not at all.
Madness is to do the same thing over and over again, thinking that one day, the result will differ.
Well, that was before, Elvira.
That was madness.
You tried something, you failed.
You epically failed, even.
But at least you took another path.
You tried something different.
And that is being alive, honey.
- Is it? - Mm.
One day your kids will thank you to have given them the taste for excess, - for mischief, for what's forbidden - Okay, now shut up! [woman.]
Oops, I'll be on my way.
Good evening, ma'am.
- Registration - No, there's a fire.
Is there? - In the woods? - Yes.
- You must go back.
- Oh, no.
I need to go through.
Where are you going? I don't know.
You live nearby? No.
You don't seem well.
Will you be okay? - Yes, I'm great.
- Yeah? Go ahead and make a U-turn.
FOREST FIRE: A RELENTLESS BATTLE [man.]
Since last night, firemen have fought relentlessly.
[Patrick.]
The children are in bed.
They are devastated.
It's so horrible for them.
I still don't get how she could do that.
I talked to my lawyer friend.
Not being married makes no difference.
You can ask for custody and for the house.
You can even ask for alimony.
Okay.
Her bullshit will cost her dearly.
Okay.
I could come by.
I'd buy pizzas for everyone.
I don't think that's a good idea.
The kids are upset already.
I'm sure you understand.
Yes, I do.
Of course.
Okay.
I'll call you later.
See you tomorrow.
[The Janitors' "Sick State" playing.]
[music stops.]
[gasps.]
[coughing.]
[engine sputtering.]
[coughing.]
[shouting.]
[Patrick.]
Where could she be? We don't know, but she wasn't in her car.
She's not dead.
She ran.
That's it.
[man.]
Let us know if you have any news.
We'll keep looking and we'll be in touch if there's anything.
Okay? [door opens then closes.]
Thank you.
What? You should look for her.
You need to do something.
She can stay where she is.
With her shame.
[Nonno sighs.]
If you don't go get her, she'll never come back.
You know she can't make it without you.
For me she can go fuck herself.
Here's a story.
There was this man.
His name was Michel.
He was lost in the desert.
After a while, he turned around and saw that next to his footprints there is another a set of footprints.
He understood that an invisible force was walking alongside him.
It gave him the courage to walk on.
He walked for hours.
As the night was about to fall, Michel was very tired, exhausted.
He turned around and saw that the other set of footprints had disappeared.
He talked to this invisible force.
He said, "Why? Why do you abandon me when I need you the most?" The voice answered, "When you see one set of footprints, it doesn't mean I'm abandoning you.
It's because I'm carrying you in my arms.
" You can't abandon people who need you.
You understand? [doorbell rings.]
As I said, my mom started chemo today.
So, she won't be home for a while, and we can't visit her at the hospital.
But I'll explain what chemo is.
[Menard.]
These are vital energy stones.
They can help you find the strength you need to face life's hardships.
They can also help for the return of the person you love.
Don't fight it.
Let the power of the stone overwhelm you.
Focus on the force that radiates from them.
Let their energy overpower you.
[car horn honking.]
- Hey! - Hi, how are you? - How are you? - Come here.
Did you miss my pizza? - Yes.
- [Nonno.]
I'll make your favorite pizza.
- [Virginie.]
Without anchovies, though.
- [Sam.]
We missed you, too.
[Karina.]
That's nice of you.
[knocking on door.]
- Hello.
- Hello.
- Can I help you? - Yes.
I'm looking for Maria Magdalena Giannini's house.
Ah.
She lives across the street.
Elvira.
But I don't think she's home.
- Thanks.
- What's your name? In case I see her.
I'm Lorenzo.
Okay.
Thank you, ma'am.
- Bye.
- Bye.
How are you? A young man was looking for you.
What did he say? That he was looking for you.
Lorenzo's his name.
Italian, I think.
Well I'll leave you alone.
Let me know if you need anything.
Dinner's in 45 minutes, if you want.
[door closes.]
[inaudible dialogue.]
[Charles Aznavour's "Morire d'Amore" playing.]
Subtitle translation by Nadège Traoré-Dulot