Headwinds (Des vents contraires)

Come on, wake up, honey.

I don't want to go to school.

- Why not? - I don't like school.

That's new.

You have to eat your breakfast,

then get dressed

and then you go.

- Give me a cuddle, Mommy. - Okay.

But then you get moving.

Clement, the butter, please.

Drop them off? I'm on duty at 9.

Shit, Sarah, you always warn me at the last minute.

I can't get any work done.

Don't blame us if you can't finish your novel.

I must be dreaming.

I work at night to have peace.

Look at me. I'm exhausted.

Here's what we'll do:

I call the nanny and take a few days off to finish.

I have four dying children in the ward, I hardly see mine,

and you want "a few days off"?

Sure, you're the noble life-saving doctor,

I'm the pesky author.

I've heard that song for 10 years now.

You liked living with a writer.

It's true. It was fun once.

But now, wake up.

I'm a writer, not a baker.

That's just it.

Look, honey.

Just 2 or 3 days. It's not the end of the world.

I can't anymore.

I won't anymore.

I'm sorry.

Where's Mommy?

Mommy's working.

Working late tonight.

She'll be home soon.

Is she mad?

No, she's not mad.

You know, grownups argue,

but then they make up.

Get to bed.

Take off your socks. Hurry up.

Dr. Anderen, please.

This is her husband.

Is that Sylvain?

Yes, hello.

What? I don't understand.

Are you sure?

She didn't call you?

No, everything's fine.

No, thanks. Good night.

Hello, Stephanie?

Sorry to call this late. Yes, it's Paul.

I'm really sorry.

Did you see Sarah tonight?

No, it's all right.

I'm just worried, she's not home yet.

Sorry to bother you.

She must still be at work.

Thanks.

HEADWINDS

What are you doing, shithead?

Enough, guys!

Paul...

Don't leave your kids alone at night.

It's wrong.

I know.

I screwed up. What did you do?

Helen took them in.

That's kind of her.

Thanks, Xavier.

Can they stay tonight?

That would be best.

Anyway, I can't cope.

The kids are wasting away.

It's been almost a year.

I've done everything to find her. I'm broke.

I can't cope.

Where are you going?

Saint-Malo. My brother offered me a job.

Our parents' house is empty.

Staying here won't bring her back.

A change will do you good.

It's the only way to resurface. I'd do the same.

Oh would you?

You're no longer a suspect.

We just did our job.

We'll keep doing it.

Here they are.

Good thing we kept the house.

I made the beds. Clean sheets are in the closet.

Okay.

Feels funny.

Like your new home, Manon?

Isn't it nice?

My home is in Paris.

Come see your new room.

No! Leave me alone!

Give her time.

True, you don't know me.

When were you last here?

May 14, 2002.

Why didn't you come back?

Because I didn't.

Can we settle the bill?

How much do I owe you?

You'll like it here.

She going to Louise Labbé?

- A great school. - So I hear.

Everything okay?

Like the house?

We can take down the posters.

Not you. I want Mommy!

It's okay. It's okay.

Know where the inhaler is?

Where the hell is the goddam inhaler?

Don't just stand there.

Honey,

it's okay.

I'll go to the drug store.

I don't like parents staying.

It's disrupting.

Not in her old school.

Here you come on time and kiss her goodbye outside.

Then we're all set, okay?

Okay, okay.

Come with me, sweetie.

- I don't want to. - Go with the lady.

I'll stay with her.

Listen, honey. I'm staying with you.

I'll sit in a corner, and you play in your corner.

Come on now.

Dammit! We said 10 o’clock.

I know. I had administrative stuff to deal with.

Start with the LeBlanc girl.

Remember the pedals?

You're not licensed, so careful.

And next time you're late,

let me know.

Cut it out! He's worse. He screws anything that moves.

I'm at the driving school. My instructor's here.

He's cute, the jerk.

I swear he is.

I'll let you go.

Playing hard to get?

Whenever you're ready.

You're the late one.

No one told you to keep right?

What's on for today?

And no one told you you're supposed to talk to students,

and unwind.

Turn onto the coast road.

What are you doing?

I want a CD from my bag.

This isn't the right time.

It's always the time.

Concentrate on the road, would you?

What is it now?

You're creepy. You stress me out. I need a cig.

You forgot to wake me again. I'll be late!

I can't count on you.

You're a pain.

Give Daddy a hug.

You're all dirty.

See that? It looks so much better.

Hello, Manon. You're a little late.

Come on, honey.

Wonder why I lost my license?

Excuse me?

Why I lost my license... Your brother must've told you.

No, why?

Driving home from a dinner, 2 glasses of wine, but not drunk,

I hit a 9-year-old on his bike.

He wasn't hurt. A real miracle.

I took him home. A sweet kid.

But his dad dragged me to the cops for a Breathalyzer test.

I lost my license and my job as well.

And my wife. She left me. Shit happens.

I can't believe it.

This is wild.

Do you know this guy?

"Big Jim."

Daddy, look how beautiful I am.

Where'd you get that?

Under Clement's bed. Can he let me have it?

I don't know, honey.

It's your mommy's dress.

She's very beautiful in it.

I'm beautiful, too,

right, Daddy?

Of course, you're beautiful. Even very beautiful.

Like a little princess.

My little princess.

Here are DVDs that Auntie got you.

Thanks, Auntie!

Babe. This is great.

It takes place on a farm.

With all the animals, right?