نخستین 200 خط.
A PLACE ON EARTH
Girls, in place for the picture!
I'd like you all in the shot. Could you move...
On with the funeral!
Just a sec, I'll do another.
Thank you. All done.
Margot!
I can hear the sound of boredom.
- I'll leave you to it. - See you later.
I thought something happened to you.
Unfortunately not! I wish something would.
You know you're a week late?
I was kidnapped by a gang.
They tried to rape me.
Get a cell phone, ok?
What if I have an emergency?
I need an advance, Julia.
You always need one.
But you can't keep a deadline.
- You're not living in reality. - No loss there.
Just put yourself in my shoes a minute.
And where would you go?
Stop it.
Your jokes don't work anymore.
Pity.
You're the only one who makes art with a potboiler.
How do you manage to be so talented and not care?
I don't manage.
That's exactly my problem.
I need a drink.
Pretty please.
Still not coming tonight?
Chopin.
It was Chopin.
What about Chopin?
I'll explain later.
What were you saying?
Everyone will be there.
François, Max...
You like François.
To hell with New Year's.
Do it for me. Ok?
No. Not anymore.
- Please! - No, it's too much for me.
I know exactly what will happen.
They'll talk about their kids, their vacation. I have neither.
And I can picture their pitiful vacation.
Not even a sea view.
The seagulls... Give me my glass!
Plus, the missus had her tubes tied!
I swear. No more smoking in the house!
You wise-ass.
Do I get my advance?
Isn't your mum home yet?
Nice little costume.
- Did Santa bring it? - Yup.
Come with me.
"A wine grower produces 450 hl of wine.
"If he wanted to put his wine in 1-litre bottles,
how many bottles would he need??"
I don't get it!
Let me have a look.
Which one is it exactly? This one?
Easy peasy!
450 hl of wine...
in 1-litre bottles.
How much is one hectolitre?
100. It's 100 litres.
That makes 4... 4.5 bottles, right?
That doesn't sound right.
I thought I'd find you here.
Here are your shirts.
You're an angel, Maria.
Still ok for tonight?
No problem. Just the 2 of us, right?
Tonight's New Year's.
Really?
Carriages turn into pumpkins!
This time, I'll pay you.
No need.
I earn a living.
What's that?
A guinea-hen, my boy.
Poor thing.
Poor thing!
Why's that?
It's very happy to be here.
It looks weird.
Hold your horses...
I have to pretty it up!
First, a bit of self-tanning cream.
Next...
its little towel.
And the magic touch...
A little bouquet up its ass!
And what does it say? "Put me in the oven!"
I'm goofing around but...
did I forget anything?
No!
- Don't answer. - Why not?
The first of our freedoms is not answering.
That's stupid!
No, it's not. Help me set the table.
Please do not leave a message!
In the solarium it goes!
Matéo, keep an eye on the guinea-hen.
It's not flyin' away!
You never know with them.
They take off just like that...
Guinea-hens can't be trusted.
Fuck!
Matéo, you stay put. Wait for me here!
Miss... can you hear me?
I'll call for help.
You'll be fine.
It's gonna be ok.
Could you step out, please?
This lady fell from about 10 meters...
Answer, Matéo!
Answer, dammit!
Youth Worker
Camille Claudel Community House
Come on, man! Loosen the cuffs!
How are you feeling, sir?
I'm ok...
Do you remember where you live?
Yes. You have to walk up a narrow street.
Then, you turn left.
And then, it's on the right.
Do you have a cigarette?
Sir?
François Challard. I'm the intern on duty.
Sorry.
So?
She has multiple fractures and a cerebral haematoma.
What about her spine?
The lesion is superficial.
But only time will tell.
Hopefully, she'll recover fully.
Your friend was very lucky.
May I see her?
Tomorrow.
Bring us some of her things.
Shit.
It's ok.
Come on.
Scoot.
For my little sister Roman
Good morning, Elena.
"One fine morning, they broke their rope,
took to the mountains and..."
Matéo!
Don't forget to breathe!
"Neither fear of the wolf nor her master's affection..." Comma.
Come help me.
Put the pictures in that box there.
From biggest to smallest, ok?
Ok.
Do you believe in Seguin's goat story?
Yes.
Why's he afraid for his goat?
Because of the wolf. And he loves her.
You think?
- You believe that crap? - Yes.
I'll tell you why.
If he loses her...
old man Seguin
will be out of cheese.
And if he's out of cheese...
He can't sell it at the market.
He can't sell it, which means bankruptcy.
Which means ruin...
foreclosure...
crushing debt and seizure.
The works, for old man Seguin.
What's "crushing debt"?
Ask your mother.
Shouldn't you be gone by now?
You should be home.
Say hi to your mum!
See you tomorrow.
Are you bored, kiddo?
Yup.
Wanna come run an errand?
Why don't you ever smile?
Because I'm thinking.
What about?
Let's go.
So many questions!
Hello.
May I?
I came with you in the ambulance.
I'm your neighbour.
I mean, I live across the courtyard.
I know it's none of my business,
but...
I understand.
It was an accident.
Thank God you're alive.
Don't you think?
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