Spoiled Brats (Pourris gâtés)

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Monaco,

known more simply as Hercules Monoecus,

is an independent sovereign state.

Built around its small fishing port

and renowned for its local handicraft,

the Monégasques have preserved the values of authenticity

and simplicity.

Hi, darlings. Our shopping day continues.

Next stop, Gucci.

Jean-Charles, I just said Gucci.

There we are.

Monaco, these picturesque landscapes,

this community spirit,

where people come together to enjoy simple pleasures,

share moments of conviviality...

Where is he?

...and fraternity.

Its young people, mindful of local traditions,

balance their healthy, active lifestyles

with good business sense.

You're five euros short.

I'm five euros... You see how you taxi drivers are?

That's why. And then you're all surprised.

Young people are often seen in the early hours

after a long night spent working.

Where's Dad's boat?

Boat?

Does the door open itself?

I'd like a long espresso,

and a fresh guava juice with a pinch of ginger.

Monaco.

A charming little paradise

for those who take the time to live and deny themselves nothing.

...has finally been authorized.

With one of the greatest entrepreneurs of our beautiful region at the helm...

Francis Bartek.

A photo, please. Over here.

- Mr. Bartek? - Mr. Bartek? Thank you.

You're nervous about this evening.

Why would I be nervous about a birthday?

Last year, Stella nearly strangled the caterer.

Yes, but...

the theme was white, and the idiot served rosé champagne.

Indeed. When you look at it that way...

Ferruccio, raise children on your own, then we'll talk.

Luckily, I got out of that one.

And that's very unfair. Stella has changed a lot in a year.

She's matured.

That's not at all what I asked for.

It's awful. Just look at me!

I'd never have asked for this!

Idiot hairdresser!

Juan Carlos, darling!

Juan Carlos!

- Darling, it's horrible! - ¿Qué pasó, cariño ?

Look what he's done to me. I'm disfigured.

Disfigured? You look beautiful.

It makes my cheeks look fat. It's ugly.

I'm just meditating.

- Give me two minutes. - Sorry, honey.

Sorry.

Shit.

I need to take a minute.

I'm about to burn out.

Hello, Dad, Godfather. Can I talk to you?

Quickly. We have a meeting.

It'll be quick. Don't worry.

- I've had the idea of the century. - Again?

Why is he in his socks?

- I don't know. - Okay, uh...

What's the worst thing about buying new shoes?

- It can ruin your life. - I don't know.

Your feet hurt.

Your 800-euro shoes hurt your feet.

During the week they take to break in, you're waddling around,

you get blisters, sometimes, on your heels, your toes.

A nightmare.

I have the answer.

Victor, if you would.

WHEN THE SHOE FITS

Ta-da!

Huh?

"When the shoe fits."

I'll explain. It's a bit abstract.

As you can see, I have no shoes.

Why?

Because Victor, here, is wearing my shoes.

He'll wear them for a week to break them in.

I've thought of everything. We rent a hangar with carpet.

We employ people

who wear the shoes for a week.

Go on. Demonstration. Walk. See?

He's breaking them in. Can you hear the leather?

The customer comes back. "Do you have my shoes?"

"No!"

"We don't have your shoes. Now they are slippers."

Come on! Let's go! Bahamas, mojito, caïpirinha...

- It's interesting. - Interesting?

Exciting! Why stop there?

For example, new underpants. At first, they chafe on the side.

Here? Yes, me too. The same. We can develop that.

Guys can wear your underpants for a week...

"When the Briefs Fit." It just came to me!

Also, for example, you open a window wide,

you take money and you throw it like that.

Won't work.

You don't really see what I'm proposing here.

- Dad? - Nothing to say?

But, Dad, come on!

The market's endless!

We all have feet! In every country!

Do you know anyone with no feet? No.

I'll think about it.

In the meantime, I have a job for you.

Take these documents to Avignon. Ask for Mr. Noai.

Tell him you're my son. He'll be happy to meet you.

You hand it over in person. Okay?

- I'm not sure. Show me. - Of course. Look.

- See? - One more time. I'm not sure.

Shit, it's complicated.

You don't get it.

Instead of the Zuckerberg of shoes, you make me a Deliveroo courier.

Listen, Philippe. This business is your inheritance.

You have to start learning how it works

- by doing these kinds of tasks. - Okay.

And I expect to see you at your sister's birthday tonight.

Yes, Dad.

Mr. Philippe? Can I take these off?

My feet hurt. It's the wrong size.

Stop complaining. No kidding. You didn't walk right.

If you had, they would have gone for it.

- Please tell me you won't be funding him. - Of course not.

Shall I remind you what we've spent on his ideas?

Air-conditioned underpants. Vaping cigar.

I know I spoil them. I should be stricter.

They need time. They've lost their mother.

Francis, she died 15 years ago.

It feels like yesterday to me.

And I can be tough. Take Alexandre.

I told him I'll cut him off if he misses another hour of college.

Alex...

- What time does Virginie finish class? - I don't know. Why?

I have an assignment due. I wanna know how she's doing.

Oh, so my daughter does the work while you do her mother?

- Mm? - I can't be everywhere at once.

You deserve a spanking for that!

Wow. What is this piece of crap?

You'll get your pants dirty.

- Monaco isn't what it used to be. - No kidding.

And he just parks next to me with no shame.

Let's try not to scratch his hunk of junk.

Did he like "When the Shoe Fits"?

You kidding? He loved it! He said "wow."

Let's party!

You know, I often miss watching the sunrise over the Pampas.

Grabbing my guitar with my gauchos and singing all night.

But I rest my eyes on this glass of champagne

and tell myself I gave up a lot when I left la tierra de mi madre,

but some pleasures remain.

And the greatest of all is having you in my life, Stella.

- That's beautiful. - Sorry.

The emotion. Ahem.

They are so slow. It's unbelievable.

Has anyone seen a grapefruit juice?

I ordered it ten minutes ago. Why don't I have it?

I'm sorry, madam.

Shall I write it down? It's a bit complicated.

Nothing's changed here.

- Matthias? What are you doing here? - My aunt asked me to lend a hand.

I'm happy to see you.

To serve you all night, no doubt.

Your grapefruit juice, madam.

Thank you.

Drink up. Get all the vitamins.

Mm.

- By the way, happy birthday. - Thank you.

¿ Mi amor?

Arrivo. Excuse me.

Do you know him?

- Who is that guy? - Just a waiter.

Okay. Let's serve the champagne.

Twenty-four.

Our little Stella is 24 today. Can you believe it?

Remember the day she was born?

Of course you remember.

I often wonder if I'm up to the job of raising them.

What do you think?

Does she answer?

When I speak to my dead husband

and tell him you've given me a raise...

I think I see him smile.

Hmm.

I miss her so much.

I can step in if you like.

Step in? Meaning...?

You need a new wife.

You're not my type, but on balance...

I'd rather marry a rich man than work for a depressed one.

I'm not depressed.