Reinventing Marvin (Marvin ou la belle éducation)

Jewel!

Little faggot, little faggot, Marvin!

What a pretty sissy!

It's been too long, Jewel.

Didn't you want it?

Look how soft his skin is.

So damn pretty.

Look at this sissy!

Now you'll lick. Go on, open up.

Open your mouth!

Lick! Go on, lick!

What? Got a problem?

What's your problem? Don't like it?

All you bitches like it.

Come on.

Little mouth of yours.

Faggot!

Let's beat it. Let's go!

Faggot!

I see you looking out the window

Just like it was me

Like I was inside your head

Believe me, girl, the silence and the cold

I know that stuff by heart

Been there, done that, before you!

I see you waiting, waiting for your luck to change

Now I dance, in total indifference

You keep writing a list of whatever you find wrong

Everything's not so sad, tell yourself it's not that bad

Little sister,

I understand your pain and your sorrow

Because I had the same in my heart

Don't be a pain, Gerald. Mute it. I can't hear.

I don't care! It's starting.

Will you mute it or not?

Blow it out your ass!

Move your asses, guys.

Clear the table.

What's that on your face?

Get into a fight?

Jeez.

It won't unscrew.

What now, skeleton? Don't like it?

I'm not that hungry.

We hate this green stuff.

And why no fries?

We had fries yesterday. This was free. From the neighbours.

Pain in the ass!

You have us grazing.

The nerve of you!

No more fries. We finished them.

You're acting like an ass!

- It's no good reheated. - I'm fed up too.

I'm coming.

Idiots! You'll come back empty-handed. Everything's closed.

Not the supermarket. Get off your ass.

Heat the oil.

- Not heating the oil? - Screw them.

They're not going out for fries.

- Two bottles while you're at it! - Yeah.

Having one is like having none.

You didn't heat the oil!

I thought you'd eat out since my food sucks.

Who cares what you think?

Like I care.

We'll have a little drink.

Remy, time for bed.

- Not tired! - I don't care. Time for bed.

I've only made love alone.

As for women,

I wasn't short on time...

but on courage.

Before I die...

I'd like her to kiss my belly.

FUCK THE POLICE DEATH TO FAGS

Little faggot.

What Homi Sorabji says, and will soon explain to us,

is that oppression begins before any act of oppression.

One tool the oppressor uses to objectify the oppressed

is to impose an identity on him.

That is, the oppressor gives an identity to the oppressed.

You're black in the eyes of a white colonist.

Today, Abel's seminar was packed.

I run the website for the drama school in Nancy.

I write the guests' biographical notes, and other stuff.

It gives me pocket money,

and allows me to visit Abel and Pierre in Paris.

We're all actors.

- Who has nothing to do with Theatre? - Me.

I'm not so sure. I saw pictures of your garden.

Isn't it a kind of scenography with plants?

I agree 100%.

We wander through your gardens like in fiction.

Very good point.

Maybe, but fiction without words. Mute.

Where everything is in what you see and smell.

You didn't raise your hand.

What's your connection to theatre?

I do a one-man show.

And what's it about?

What would you say it's about?

You talk about a complicated love story,

pure, manifold and composed.

That's what someone might say like...

J.D. Salinger.

Ready? Because here we go again.

Tell them.

It's about a bad start.

What's your name?

Marvin Bijou.

Don't change, Marvin.

It's hot when you wiggle your ass.

That how we like you. Nice and girly.

Beat it!

You have your copies of "Scapin the Schemer"?

Who doesn't?

You can share, but you'll need it tomorrow.

Molière's "Scapin the Schemer"

is a play comprised of three acts.

Who can tell me how long an act lasts?

An act lasts 30 minutes.

Time for a candle to burn. They didn't have electricity.

This play...

was first performed in 1671 at the Palais Royal...

Who can give me some other Molière titles?

"The Miser".

Excellent, Céline.

The play wasn't a hit...

- Hello, who is it? - No way!

What did I say?

Carolus is shouting.

She's a sicko.

You got anger issues.

Go take your pills!

It fell out of your head!

Unbelievable. What animals.

Carolus, why do you drink Carlsberg?

Enough. Calm down.

Back to work.

Can anyone tell me what it means "to scheme"?

Can anyone...

Come in.

Sit down, please.

Hello, Mrs. Carolus. Sorry to interrupt your class.

We have an announcement to make to the students.

As you know, I'm leaving this school.

I'd like you to meet my replacement.

- Please welcome Mrs. Clement. - Thank you.

- Hello. - Welcome.

Mr. Metzinger said it all. I'm your new principal.

I hope we'll get along well.

As for me,

I don't need to be considered cool.

It's a two-way street.

It's easier for me to make the bad seeds suffer

than vice versa.

I hope you can suck.

All girls like to suck!

Don't move. Don't move.

We'll do you up nice.

Yeah, like that.

You're cute.

You're cute like that.

So damn cute.

Keep a lookout.

Now you're gonna suck me, OK?

No teeth!

I'll kill you if you hurt me.

You like that, little whore!

Someone's coming!

38.5.

You caught something at the pool. Pools are gross.

- Can I stay home? - Have you missed a lot?

Not many.

My mother saw nothing.

No idea of what went on at school.

She asked no questions, noticed nothing.

She was a mother...

despite herself.

Almost despite herself.

Like all very young mothers.

A mother almost despite herself like all very young mothers.

It was village law.

Not having a kid...

meant you were frigid...

or a lesbian.

It'll be the death of me.

Actually, it was like when I'm constipated.

I ran to the toilet.

Didn't even need to push.

I heard "plop" and I looked.

The kid was there.

Could have been you.

Idiot that I was,

I was scared shitless.

You can't imagine.

I flushed the toilet. Jesus...

Your dad went haywire.

Normal, it was his first kid.

The first.