Excess Will Save Us

-Tell him that we're making a short film. -Yeah.

-Hey! -Hey!

How are you?

-Fine, and you? -Fine.

-What are you doing? -Your photo yesterday, my my my!

No but stop!

Ahmad, we're being filmed...

Wait, because what you sent me was hot.

We're being filmed!

What do you mean?

Well it's like...

...my cousin is making a film about our family.

So now, there's someone with us?

You can be normal but don't say stuff like...

It's embarrassing.

Fuck...

Sorry, cousin!

Ok Dad.

I'm an inhabitant of Villereau.

A small village in the North of France.

What I will tell you now...

...maybe you won't believe me,

but it scares everybody.

On a Sunday morning, a lady, an inhabitant...

...from this village...

...hears 'BANG! BANG! BANG!'

Surprise! She wakes up and thinks...

"It might be an attack! There are terrorists!"

I knew the mayor when he was young with his small bowl of milk.

He's the mayor and I met him, he's totally stupid.

I was very impressed by the efficient system.

In the first few minutes,

health services, firemen, police...

...all the state services were committed really quickly.

There were around 30 cars

of ambulances, firemen and police.

40 to 50 people.

Within a few minutes, specialized teams such as the PSIG Sabre...

...the platoon of surveillance and intervention of the army...

...are sent to the scene.

These units are trained to intervene in mass killings.

Suddenly, we hear

firefighters coming with a lot of vehicles.

Rotating lights.

We were only seeing ambulances and police cars passing by.

So...

...we tried to find out more about it but the village was surrounded.

The gunshots were continuing, never stopping!

There were screams all around the village!

They arrived, they said 'On the ground!'

I had to throw myself on the ground. 'Drop your weapon!'

But I had already dropped it because I was on the ground.

"Drop your weapon!" he says. I say "I dropped it, I'm on the ground!"

'What do you want me to do?' 'Drop your weapon!'

They frisked me and searched me, they asked if I spoke Arabic,

I said "No, I don't speak Arabic! How clever is that?"

Then they handcuffed me and took me to the farm.

A hysterical woman thought it was terrorists

but it was a pigeon hunt.

-But what happened? -Nothing at all!

2 or 3 pigeons got killed!

The evening before, a bunch of Polish people arrived.

And when she heard the Polish with their... hmm...

Their language, they talk gibberish.

And they were having an argument...

Suddenly 'Bang!'

A gunshot.

Then a second gunshot!

She thought "That's it, someone walked by and we are attacked by Terrorist & Co!"

She called the police!

Maybe Le Quesnoy's police, I don't know. But she called.

When she spoke about terrorism, everybody came!

"The lady who woke up at the beginning was afraid...

...she made an emergency call telling us

that someone was shooting with a gun...

...and shouting Allah Abdel... Albar."

I'm in the house, alone,

and I hear noises,

I go upstairs, it's calm.

I go back down, I'm afraid.

And it happens again.

I hear voices too.

And going up the stairs...

I saw a revenant.

My heart was pounding.

She looked at me with a smile...

And she touched me,

I felt her on my shoulder.

And then... nothing.

She left.

Sometimes we meet strange people.

And it can happen anywhere.

They came to see what was happening,

but everything was as usual.

It made a big...

So terrorist attacks can happen anywhere.

It can happen even in Villereau.

That's it.

Hey Faustine,

is it you who have a flirt with an Arab?

Don't talk about that.

He's not an Arab, he's Moroccan.

Do you know why Arabs can't do crossword puzzles?

Because they don't like crosses!

Don't take it seriously, ok?

Anyway there are enough French people in France. It's enough with the French.

In Villereau...

...there's no train station.

There's no shopping mall.

There's no cinema.

There's no swimming pool.

There's no pharmacy.

There's no hairdresser.

But, in Villereau...

...my family and my neighbors think that terrorist attacks may happen.

Never seen such a world.

This, it goes here.

The war, the war, the war...

At 90 years old, doing games like that!

One by one!

I will not miss any of them! Knocked out, they will move out!

Assholes, pieces of shit!

Outlaws!

Thieves! Bastards!

Garbage!

It's going to end bad.

Bastards....

Pieces of shit... Vagrants...

Thieves... Bastards...

I will shoot them. I will not miss any of them.

They are real assholes.

Terrible! Terrible!

They will not get me.

They will not get me.

Bastards.

Bastards.

Bastards.

It's going to end bad.

I saw the fire at 10:40.

Right away, I ran. I tried to save 2 tractors.

There were 3 in the barn.

And all the straw...

Hundreds of tons of straw and hay.

Nothing left.

I screamed for help.

Everything burned.

Only the house where I live was saved.

Did they find out how the fire started?

I think it's kids who...

It was kids, they played with matches or marijuana and started the fire.

Someone put it on fire.

It was kids having fun at a birthday party playing darts.

I think it was a sharecropper.

A sharecropper who used to work there.

We never really knew anyway.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

There was a fire, at the farm.

So what did Eve do?

There were animals in the barn: sheep, cows, pigs,...

She wanted to save the herd.

She wanted to unleash cows in the stables,

and she had synthetic pants...

This is a pot I bought...

In a flea market. In Armentières.

And it made me think of Eve because...

...she burnt.

I never knew if it was her ashes that we put in...

...in the vault as there was so much... They put what...

...was all around.

Fabrice didn't even want to see her,

before the funeral, because it was too horrible.

In fact, now, Fabrice drinks.

He never got over it.

Never.

So you raised Faustine alone?

I raised my daughter. I was already taking care of her anyway.

She wasn't always here.

-Yeah? -Yeah, she was up hill and down dale.

-What do you mean? -In any case, kids raise themselves!

Some people asked me "What happened to us in 20 years to become so sad?"

I miss you baby!

-Me too! -I wanna see you.

But I will come soon, for real.

-For real? -Yeah, for real.

-Really? -I will really try.

That's what you always say.

No but...

Now, I will really come. It's just complicated with my dad...

But...

Yes, I know. Your dad...

He sucks a bit.

Not just a bit.

Just a bit much.

It's fine.

I will come soon.

I can come too.

Yes, but it's better if I come.

Because...

Voilà.

You'll see if he comes.