The Girls (Les Filles)

So, the rates are linked to the type of vehicle.

Vehicles under 2 meters in height: Class 1. Between 2 and 3 m: Class 2.

Over 3 meters: Class 3.

Class 5, the cheapest, is for motorcycles.

I'll show you on the spot.

There are yellow lines

to help you determine the vehicle height.

As collectors,

the most important thing is to never block a vehicle.

It immediately creates a massive traffic jam.

Especially during the high season,

with the holiday traffic jams,

you can have up to 147,000 vehicles/day.

Let's talk about payment methods.

It's in your booklet...

On page... 7.

Everybody's there?

Let me pass, Doris.

She doesn't seem too happy about it.

We should get a rope to pull her.

- Where is she? - Right behind us.

She's getting closer.

C'mon, Nath, step on it!

Relax.

Look at the wind in her hair.

Really? I hadn't realized she had hair.

Shhh.

You little Catherine Deneuve.

Can you stop to buy cigarettes?

Yeah, I'm starving.

You're pissing me off.

You want ciggies?

Ciggies? Cigarettes!

- Does Margot smoke? - Chop chop.

C'mon Charlotte, raise your legs! Use your muscles.

Chillax.

Ready? Head!

It's not volleyball, is it?

But I'm the goalkeeper.

We'll train you as a keeper then.

Our rivals are monsters. Like Delphine.

- But she plays tennis. - Exactly, she's very sporty.

Take off your glasses.

Ready?

Ouch!

Now, we practice every day. The other girls are so into it.

I can't.

You wanted to play with us? You move your ass, girl.

It's cool to play keeper but I'd like to score sometimes.

What about Frisbee next year?

No. Basketball!

Well, we chose football.

So you'd better be ready in 5 for a mini-game.

I'm on it.

Sure.

THE GIRLS

- 2.50 and your ticket. - Thanks.

No, that's a car too. It's 3.50.

- The box on the roof doesn't count. - Okay.

In summer there is lots of luggage on the roof.

It's the car that counts.

Thank you!

Thanks, have a nice day.

It's also important to smile, to be polite.

Well, I leave you to it.

- Hello, ma'am. - Hello!

- Thanks. - Have a nice day.

You're attacking. Defense is here, the keeper there.

You want to make a pass.

To Sophie, let's say.

That way, it works.

- Did you go practice? - Yeah.

Where's Margot?

She's gone to Bidart.

- For real? She's not playing? - Sure she is.

Am I invisible?

I already saw you this morning.

You old crab.

Well...

Go on.

Even here, it's OK.

But there, you're offside.

What if it happens here?

Er... Same thing, of course.

What if there's nobody?

Then you don't make a pass.

I mean, if there are no defenders.

If Sophie has the ball

and dribbles past that guy...

- And she scores. It's good, right? - Yes, it's ok.

So I just can't give her the ball if she's there.

Absolutely.

Still, it's really complicated.

No it's not.

You gotta adjust a little.

There are rules, you know.

Okay.

Charlotte, uh….

Since dad's the referee,

we'd better not be in the same team.

You wanna play with the others?

I thought you'd agree to change teams.

Without me you're short of players.

Margot knows 3 awesome girls

who wanna play with us.

And Violette is apparently looking for a player.

- I thought football was just for fun. - But keeping the goal bores you.

No it doesn't.

- That's what you just said. - If you play with them, you'll be on the field.

It's too late.

You've got a week to practice.

Easy for you to say,

you do nothing all day.

- Really? - Really!

I've worked at the toll booth too, so relax.

And I've got my exams.

- You're so stupid you have to resit. - Sorry?

You think high school's hard? You'll go through hell in college.

Easy, girls.

Watch your language.

Come on.

Call Violette.

No way!

- I'm not playing. - What?

Go to hell.

My friends are nice enough to take you in so shut up!

You moron.

- She gotta move her ass for once! - That's right, keep going.

I feel like killing someone.

Let me put you in touch with the Suicide Prevention Centre.

I heard you're stealing from the drivers.

- Nath told you that? - Answer me.

I didn't have any cash to buy a Mars bar.

A Mars bar...

Your sister's not here. How about practicing in the garden?

So you're on my side now?

It's good that you're not in the same team.

Nathalie's a damn nuisance.

Nah, leave me. I'm going to sleep a little.

- Do you practice your music? - I do.

Your accordion hasn't moved an inch. Weird, right?

- The upper note hasn't been fixed yet? - But I never use it.

You don't?

Really, you've got some cheek.

"You've got some cheek."

You're kind of a lazy lump.

You gotta stop daydreaming.

You don't go out too often either.

I take care of you.

You stick to us like glue, you mean.

I... What? Sorry?

You're clingy!

Think about it!

You're not gonna spend the whole month on your bed.

Good evening.

There you go.

Yo.

- How are you? - Fine.

- Where're you going? - To the Six.

To the "Sex"! Come and join us?

When's the end of your shift?

Soon.

Hang in there!

Bitch.

What the hell?! It's dangerous!

Give me my money back.