Voir la mer

Go on, what are you waiting for?

-Excuse me? -Go talk to that girl.

She's clearly waiting for you.

-Me? -Yes, you. Who else?

I don't know why no one's asked her.

Maybe she doesn't like to dance.

Or guys don't dare ask her.

So, she's bored.

Hi.

My name is Nicolas.

Want to dance?

You don't like to dance?

She likes to dance, but not with just anyone.

Okay, I get it.

No, wait. Listen to me. What's your name again?

-Nicolas. -Listen to me, Nicolas.

Nicolas, so confident.

Don't go thinking a girl like her would dance with a guy like you.

-I don't know. -I do know.

So, apologize.

For what? I didn't do anything wrong.

For bothering her.

"I'm sorry, miss, I won't do it again."

Calm down, Max. It's only dancing.

Even so!

-Go on! Say it! -You're completely insane!

Are you okay?

I'm fine!

-Thank you. -Help yourselves.

Thank you!

Where are you going on vacation?

-To Vendée. -Where's your brother?

Finishing Mr. Calmel's car.

We can't have a drink without him.

-You're going to Vendée? -That's right.

-Need a hand? -No, I'm fine.

Hush, listen.

Do you hear clicking or not?

-No clicking. -Perfect.

Another car that gave me hell.

I don't understand what you have against Citroëns.

They're vicious cars. Sneaky, even.

When we were kids, Dad would only drive a DS 19.

Going on vacation was a mess.

Clément and I took turns puking.

-True, the old DS was a pukey car. -We'd be green when we got there.

Have a good vacation, everyone.

-See you tomorrow. -See you.

Hello.

I left home.

And… Does your husband know?

No. Not yet.

We weren't married anyway.

What's going to happen now?

Soon, he'll come home

and he won't find me,

so he'll open doors, calling out my name.

"Prudence, are you there?"

-Prudence? -That's my name.

Prudence?

He'll call my cell phone,

which will ring in the apartment since I left it there.

Did you leave him a note?

Yes. I only wrote that I was leaving.

What do you think he'll do?

He'll understand. He won't do anything.

Can I stay with you?

Just a few days. I won't be any trouble.

What are you doing?

Nothing. Getting my stuff.

We're almost done.

Hello.

Hi.

Excuse the mess, it's such a tiny place.

It gets cluttered quickly if I'm not careful.

It's…

No, it's nice.

Can I take the pressure cooker?

And here are your keys.

That's it, then.

-So, goodbye. -Goodbye.

Why were you with Max?

Do you know a lot of men who'd give you a ring on the first date?

On the second date, he admitted he sold costume jewelry.

Still, getting that ring was touching.

So, can I stay with you?

Now's not a good time, my vacation just started

and I'm going away with my brother tomorrow morning.

Doesn't he have a girlfriend?

He did.

She dumped him, that's why we're going away together.

-Like in our summer camp days. -Where are you going?

-To Saint-Jean-de-Luz. -Is it far?

Well…

I'll show you.

Imagine this is a map of France.

Brittany would be here, and we're about here.

Saint-Jean-de-Luz is there.

You need to cross your fate line, your life line. It's not exactly close.

Can I come with you?

Well, the thing is, my brother is…

Please.

I've never been to the sea.

That's him.

This is my brother Clément. This is Prudence.

-Hi. -Hi.

Excuse me.

Who's she?

I don't know, she's Prudence.

-Where did she come from? -Nowhere.

How long have you known her?

-I don't really know her, I… -How long?

Since last night.

And she's coming with us?

Yeah, she… She invited herself along.

When are we dumping her?

Why would you want to dump her?

Because! It was supposed to be just us.

-She's never been to the sea. -Boys!

Are you coming?

A fucking Citroën.

Thank you. Goodbye.

Is your brother always in a bad mood or is it because of me?

Don't worry, he's just a bit grumpy.

He's got some issues at the moment, so… It'll pass.

I can tell I'm bothering him.

You think?

Why does he never smile or talk?

I told you, he has issues.

You can't understand. It's a brother thing.

He's jealous that we're together.

-We're not together. -Right.

But he thinks we are.

As the eldest, he's supposed to date pretty girls,

and me, ugly ones.

That's why he's sulking.

Hold this for me.

-Clément. -Yes.

-Are you okay? -Yes.

Your brother says you're sulking because you're jealous.

I'm not sulking.

I don't know why he thinks I'm jealous.

-Jealous of who? -Of him.

I don't see why, it's totally stupid.

You swear you're not jealous?

Of course I'm not.

Look at me and say it.

I'm not jealous, period.

Okay.

All right, then.

Everything's fine.

-What did you tell him? -Nothing. It's all good.

Oh, shit, run!

Prudence! Prudence!

-Who's that wacko? -It's Max!

-Max? -Prudence's boyfriend.

I'll explain later!

Prudence, come back!

-Please forgive me. -Why is he here?

I have no idea!

He can be anywhere, he's a salesman.

And Prudence? Where is she?

Prudence!

Prudence, forgive me! Come back, I'm sorry!

I won't do anything to you or your friends!

I swear!

That guy is fucking nuts.

Prudence!

Prudence, if you don't come out, I might do something stupid.

Does he have a weapon?

Of course not! Why would he?

-Fuck. -Prudence,

I'll start to count. Before I get to ten,

-you come out. -He's insane.

Run into my arms, we'll forget everything!

-One. -Don't listen to him, he's nuts.

He acts like a jerk,

-then he apologizes. -Four.

He's done it 100 times. Are you okay?

-Seven. -For now.

You scared us. Where were you?

Over there, not too far.

And ten!

Too bad, Prudence!

I'm coming for you.

You asked for it.

-What do we do? -We don't move.

He only has a flare gun,

-to look scary. -Let's go.

-Prudence! -Stay calm…

I am calm!

Where are you?

Prudence!

Let's go, run!

Prudence!

Prudence!

My love!

I need you!

Prudence!

Prudence!