Change of Plans (Le code a changé) (Le Code a changé)

Let's go!

Lift your feet!

Lift them!

Move your hips!

CHANGE OF PLANS

A 21st of June

Fine... The uterus is perfect. A feat, after 7 pregnancies!

Don't move. Now I'll take a pap smear.

About the tubes ligature...

Sorry.

An emergency...

Really?

- You mind? - Sure I mind.

I used the Caesarian as an excuse

so I could see you.

No, not yet.

With his patients and mine, we're playing hide-and-seek.

You sure about tonight?

It's been 2 days: I can't wait...

OK.

Coming, Mrs Bollet!

Tonight I'll tell him. I promise.

Yes, me too!

I want you so much...

Sorry.

Then in 2 weeks we'll do a ligature.

There...

We'll send this to the lab.

You can get dressed.

Thanks.

Mélanie can't come: a Caesarian.

She's a drag! They're scheduled!

But he's coming? We're short of a woman.

- Set the table? - It's done.

Which tablecloth?

- The blue one I think... - You think, or you did it?

The blue one, and the white plates.

When'll you be back?

First the office, I plead at 2PM,

then the shopping, the office again...

You look tired, Doris.

Old age, dear. I'll switch to slow waltzes!

No way!

Got the scented candles? Your "Bigos"...

Shit, I forgot them!

I have a tough day, can you get them ?

You promised... OK, I’ll do it.

Thanks. See you.

You're doing well.

- Are you better? - I'm fine. Why?

You canceled a class last week, I thought...

No problem. Everything's fine.

Manuela!

You free tonight?

2 more goat cheeses. Will that be enough?

For 8? Sure. What's the main course?

A Bigos, it's a stew... Sorry, could be a judge.

22.50 please.

Juliette! You still on for tonight?

Thanks. Bye.

There'll be 2 of you? Now you tell me!

Dunno who's coming! Keeps changing...

No, I never tell the "cast".

Or you may cancel.

Still like scallops?

Now you're a vegetarian?

Even for fish?

Too bad! You'll eat the parsley!

- Morning! - Morning, Professor.

How are you, Mr Andrieux?

We're better! He had breakfast?

Tea and half a cracker.

There you go!

- His basis? - 1.5l of saline solution.

- Pain-killers? - Morphine via electric syringe.

- Dose? - 100.

Up it to 200.

You in pain, Mr Andrieux?

Fine.

See you Monday.

Doctor... tell me.

It'll be all right.

Wait...

Smells good!

What's that?

- The bag in the hallway? - Your dad's bag.

He's here?

He stopped by, he'll sleep in Chloé's room.

You crazy? Juliette's coming!

So what?

You dumb? It'll create a scene.

- No, it won't. - Yes, it will!

They haven't spoken in 2 years!

Then tonight they can speak.

He called from the station. Chloé's room is empty...

He's coming much later, and not dining with us.

Good! I'm short on cheese, and we have 2 extra men!

I just invited Jean-Louis.

Jean-Louis? You "just" did?

Your sister'll be alone. He's cute.

Juliette won't be alone! But Alain will be!

That guy won't fit in, and it makes 3 extra men!

He worked his ass off so the kitchen'd be ready.

He's nice. And sexy in a way.

Why are you so worked up?

You never get worked up now? Never!

How many you taken today?

None, I dumped the whole box in the stew, so we'll all be high!

Think I'm kidding?

Are Juliette and "Capt Haddock" still an item?

No way!

They never were an item:

he's 30 years older, and a drunk.

I say he screwed her.

Makes me puke.

You changed everything! Why?

I don't know.

Easy on the onions! Only Poles can digest them.

They just fell in.

If he's made us his "Bigos", it reeks!

What is it?

A Polish thing: cooks for 3 days.

Comes up for 3 days, too.

"Street Music Night"! It'll take ages!

I'm always late going to their place.

Who's coming?

There'll be Alain and Mélanie, and their pals the Carcassonnes...

She's the holier-than-thou gynecologist?

He's a cancer specialist.

Don't do your right-wing seawolf act?

OK, no politics. No Middle-East talk.

It'll be a drag.

Got my cigarettes?

You brought this? Don't blame it on me!

We'll see how things go.

If we're all bored, it'll jolt them.

Lord...

Give me the strength to go to this damn dinner!

Give me the strength to pretend, to laugh...

To ask questions, when I don't care about the answers.

To pretend that I'm there, when I'm far away.

And give me the strength to break my husband's heart.

Yes...

tonight I'll tell him all.

I'm lost...

Should I lie? Or tell the truth?

Please God, help me!

I have doubts.

Help me...

Alain!

I'm coming with you.

And that Caesarian?

I postponed it.

Glad to hear it.

- Should we call them? - Who?

To say you're coming.

Let's not go.

You joking? It's 8 PM!

Let's not go, let's dine alone in a quiet place.

A quiet place? On this night?

For ages we've tried to have a few moments alone.

I'm a bit down. I need to see people.

Call them.

I don't want to.

I don't want to call, explain. I don't want to!

She won't flip over an extra plate!

Although...

Alain, I have to tell you...

Andrieux...

The upholsterer...

He's going to die.

You knew that.

- I can't handle it anymore. - Stop it!

You're in cancer, not varicose veins: your patients die!

Not all of them.

I'm sorry.

The look on his wife's face...

And I said nothing.

I can't handle it anymore.

I envy you, faith takes strength.

Piotr! I wanted to tell you... I'll park.

I didn't call: we're seeing you tonight.

But you're fine...

Don't worry, you're fine. And Mélanie's coming.

We've brought a great Bordeaux!

We'll talk tonight, see you in a mo.

He did some tests.

Tests? Is he sick?

No, depressed. Wants me to find something wrong.

If he wants cancer, he needs a shrink.

He's lucky: she's rock solid.

And getting rockier by the day.

You're unfair.

Always taking his side.

She's become a bore.

She's a talky control freak!

Needs her vocal chords tied, not her tubes!

You meant it, just us two?

No, it's that...

I wanted the two of us...