The Son of Joseph (Le fils de Joseph) (Le Fils de Joseph)

THE SON OF JOSEPH

The Sacrifice of Abraham

Gotcha. Now you gonna die.

Slowly.

She is biting the rod.

She will break her teeth.

Try to hit the eyes.

I cannot. She is too smart.

Where is Vincent?

He beat it.

It's not hard to bear.

He's weird.

PARENTS AND SONS

HARDWARE STORE

Hello Dean. - Hi.

I left you a message. - Yeah.

You did not answer me. - No.

Not a big deal. - I know.

Need to talk to you. - What about?

- I have an offer for you. Go ahead.

Let's go to the café.

I have no money. - It's OK, I do.

I don't want to go to the café. I don't like those folks.

We need a quiet place. What I have to say is confidential.

Let's go to the Palais-Royal. - It's far.

Five minutes walk. That will do you good.

So, what do you want to talk about?

I've launched a business. I would like you to become a partner.

What sort of the business?

I'm selling sperm over the Internet.

I have many clients. Even some men.

I do not know what they do with it.

Who is your supplier?

Myself. But my supply is limited.

You can help me.

Are you kidding me?

Not at all. It is a modern, handcrafted and ecological business.

I am not interested.

You always say, you have no money. It's a lucrative business.

I am not interested.

Bye.

This guy has no head for business.

Come in.

Good night, Vincent.

Good night, mom.

You are not sleeping?

No.

Could you turn on the light? It's almost night.

Sure.

Did you have a good day?

Normal.

What about you?

Mine was normal too.

That is, tiresome.

Your profession was your own choice.

I do not regret it.

As a nurse, I help suffering people.

I try to lend them courage.

But this can also be strenuous.

I could never be a nurse.

You will help people in some other ways.

I do not want to help people.

If one loves people, one wants to help them.

But I love no one.

I think you do.

I'm telling you I don't.

Nobody loves me and I love nobody.

There are people who love you, Vincent.

I have a question for you.

Yes?

Who is my father?

You already know the answer.

You've never given me that answer.

It is always the same.

As long as you haven't given me any, I will continue asking.

I answer today as I always did.

You have no father.

I will prepare our dinner.

Now I'm going to study. - Hang on.

I bought a Basque pie. This is your favorite dessert.

I'm going to study.

Can I walk in?

Yes.

I've finished washing the dishes. I'm going for a walk.

This night feels very quiet.

Would you like to come with me?

Can not you see I'm working?

So I'm going.

Have a good time working!

Hello, Madeleine.

Who are you?

I'm a nurse.

A nurse?

We are taking care of you. You will be fine.

Where we are?

In a hospital.

You had an accident.

I was with my dad in the car.

Yes.

And then the accident occurred.

Where is my dad?

Your mother is coming.

She will explain everything to you.

Where is my dad?

I want that it were him who explains.

Return to the sender

Oscar,

you asked me not to seek contact with you.

I respected your wish

and keep on doing it.

I've allowed myself to write you

because I have something important to tell.

It doesn't concern me but someone else.

Two days ago my child was born.

This is a boy.

I'll call him Vincent.

This child

is ours.

I love him.

And I'm sure if you saw him, you would love him as well.

I will raise him alone.

I'm not going to seek any help.

All I ask you

is to accept the boy as your son.

So you will be, at least nominally,

a father.

Who is Oscar Pormenor?

Where have you found out his name?

I had been living two years long with him until I became pregnant.

He told me to abort child or he would dump me.

But I chose that you existed.

I've tried to save you from unnecessary pain.

You do not owe me gratitude,

but I do not deserve you rummaging in my stuff.

The Golden Calf

The Conlong Award goes to Mathieu Orfraie,

author of "The predatory mother" published by Apoa.

Hello, sir. - Good evening.

You certainly have an invitation?

I've lost it.

I'm sorry, sir, but without an invit...

I was invited by Oscar Pormenor.

You're welcome, sir, come in, please.

Thank you.

Good evening, young man.

Good evening, ma'am.

Staying here without a drink?

This is just inconceivable.

A glass of champagne for monsieur.

Thank you.

I am Violette Tréfouille.

I write critical reviews for the literary supplement.

Do you read it, right?

No, ma'am.

Among all present here tonight you are undoubtedly the only one who does not.

I admire extraordinary personalities.

Who are you?

Vincent.

I bet I've seen you before,

but with lots of people I come across, you know ...

Vincent who?

...Vincent Dumarais.

Of course!

Vincent Dumarais.

Oscar Pormenor told me about you.

He will publish your first novel.

It's apparently great.

I feel very honored by publication of this masterpiece, "The predatory mother"

which has just won the prestigious Conlong prize

and by its brilliant author, Mathieu Orfraie, by my side.

I'm very proud of discovering unique and talented authors

who challenge taboos and break new ground.

Long live the "The predatory mother"!

I'd like to introduce you.

This is Vincent Dumarais, a brilliant author.

Oscar publishes his first novel.

Charlotte Sentombot,

the greatest author of Luxembourg bourgeoisie.

Thanks to rigor of the French grammar I qualify as a woman author,

but you don't need to confine me, dear, only to Luxembourg bourgeoisie.

Yes, it's true.

Charlotte is the greatest French woman writer.

The second great.

I give the first place to Marguerite Duras.

I was referring to those who are alive.

I have just come back from a meeting in the Church of Sade.

We set out a terrific project.

On May 24, the Day of Santa Donation,

we'll organize a large procession around Notre-Dame.

It is deliciously subversive.

The whole art is subversive, darling.

I'd like to greet Mathieu.

I swear.

I've heard it from Scarlett Francomane, Violette's best friend.

And I have heard it from the man himself.

I don't believe a word that Scarlett says.

Philomène!

Bernadette!

I'd like to introduce you Philibert Duchêne,

a marvelous writer.