Tamara

Tam. Tam.

We're there.

- Unless I drop you off in front. - No.

OK, remember now.

You have personality, a sense of humour.

You're very pretty.

No reason why you won't be liked.

Those who mock are to be pitied.

I'm fat, not stupid.

You'll see.

High school's better than middle school.

OK. Can you go now?

- You're the best, Tam. - See you.

You're the best.

Jelilah?

- We're together. - Great.

- I'm glad. - Who else is with us?

Hi, trolls.

Is this fat school?

You're on form. You want fat on your face?

Cool, we're in the same class. It'll be fun.

Oh no, Wagner! We're doomed.

Forget him. To be respected, we must act now.

You're right. We'll do like in jail.

On day 1 you must have a girl.

Here we must catch a guy.

We mustn't stick together.

You ashamed of me?

No, stupid.

- We need to form a tribe. - What?

A group of popular girls.

Look. Those.

- I've met a guy. - Who?

Spit it out!

- Steve. - What's this awful name?

- It's sexy. - It's disgusting.

He's an animal. He did crazy things to me.

Like what?

What do these monsters want?

You're funny.

Yes, I'm funny. And you're nothing.

So clear off.

- Ooh, that hurts! - Not bad.

A nice tribe.

We must do like in jail.

Rule 2: choose a guy and hook up with him fast.

We've been trying for TWO years.

No one knows us here.

The surprise effect.

You think we can jump on them and start smooching?

We'll play a game.

Next guy who comes in is for you. And the next, for me.

- OK? - OK, go on.

- He's not bad. - No...

He's OK. I'll take him.

You've no choice.

OK, now it's your turn.

Hello, youngsters.

I'm Mr Cavelle.

- You're furious. - It doesn't count.

Of course it does. Why not?

Your class teacher.

He looks like he has bad breath.

Tamara...

So...

Hi. Diego.

Hi. I'm Tarama. I mean Tamara.

If a guy looks at me for two seconds,

I feel like "fat" is written on my face.

But he sat next to you.

The only place left.

Didn't you see how he gazed at you?

Out of pity, that's all.

Being negative won't help you win your bet.

Forget the bet. All the pretty girls are after him.

Diego's not for me.

- You're right. - Thanks a lot.

I bet he'll end up with that bitch.

Who? Anais? That would really piss me off.

Then get going.

I don't know where to put your castanets.

We need another room.

It's time to do an inventory.

- What's come over you? - You'll see.

Don't worry, I'm a model tenant.

I love doing housework.

How did it go?

- Hi, Tamara. - Hi.

You could be more friendly.

What's this?

I'm decorating my room.

What? I'm being turned out?

We agreed. We talked about it many times.

We agreed she'd only sleep here.

Come with me.

It's a big change for Yoli too.

Moving house and a new school. Be kind to her.

So we'll change the decoration every week?

I forgot to tell you.

Her mother's abroad. Chico has custody.

What? She'll be here all the time?

Great! No privacy for me.

- You think only of yourself now. - You have a nerve.

I'll go.

Coming.

You know this?

- Hi, Chico. - Hello. Have we met?

You, no. Me, yes. I live next door.

- Valerie, you shouldn't have. - We must celebrate.

A housewarming. Where's the corkscrew?

Calm down, sit down.

No. I have a breather of 2h42 min. Let's go!

Why 2h42 min?

I put Avatar on for them.

Isn't it a bit violent?

"Violent?"

- No idea, I never saw it. - No!

It was the longest I found. Or else Shaun the sheep.

They come to you every 13 min: "Put another episode on!"

What's that on your hair?

The girls did it.

You must have thought I was mad.

No. No.

What do you do?

Teach percussion for African dance.

Really? That can't be easy.

Just joking.

They need teaching.

I can imagine

30 white women showing their asses.

"Look! I can do it."

I had a class opposite my place.

That's where he met Yoli's mother.

No...

What's for dinner?

- Spinach and ricotta cannelloni. - Wow!

We haven't had that for ages.

It's a special day.

And your zabaglione?

We don't have to wait on him like maids.

Certainly not. You're princesses.

I have a little gift.

- For me? - Yes.

Jewellery!

I doubt it. Unless it's really huge. Thanks.

So...

- Wow! An oven glove. - Idiot!

We have a clown here.

Enough, Tam!

It's OK. No fighting.

I totally approve of Fico.

- I prefer Chico, please. - Yes. Chico.

But I'm scared.

Of what? Have you never seen him naked?

Idiot!

I'm scared Tamara won't fit in.

Scared he's not the One.

Never mind if he's the One.

But he's probably the last. Be careful.

Keep him warm if you don't want to end up alone with your cats.

Know what I think?

Tamara will soon be gone.

The guy's here before dinner.

That's amazing.

Marc's never home before 10 p.m. Then he's on the phone.

Sometimes I want to leave.

- Really? - Yes. To give him a shock.

What a mistake that last pregnancy was!

I was fine, with the two boys. Laid-back.

Then twin girls, what luck! And they're stupid too.

- Don't say that. - It's true.

Come by at homework time. They're stupid.

- Stop. - Don't let Chico give you one!

Amandine, I'd like to have a boy now.

What's that awful Russian accent?

He doesn't have an accent.

I made myself clear. I know them.

We've had enough to drink. Bedtime. Tomorrow will be better.

It won't be, but it's bedtime all the same.

- Bye, Chico. - Bye, Valerie.

- See you tomorrow. - Yes.

- Or maybe not? - What do you mean?

Yoli, I can't stand this music.

You have huge boobs.

Lots of boys must be after you.

Well, a few.

Is it disgusting, kissing a boy?

No. It's quite nice.

Did you kiss any today?

No. Not today.

Is there one you want to kiss?

- Meh! - Not one?

They're all awful?

There's one, but it's not just me.

- What's he like? - Cute.

Kiss him tomorrow.

It's not that easy.

It is. Run after him,

catch him and kiss him.

All the girls want him.