How to Survive Without Mum (10 jours encore sans maman)

7, 6,

5, 4, 3,

2, 1.

Hold on. Stop that, please. Jojo. Stop.

This is no time for messing about.

Arthur, can I borrow your phone? Arthur?

Maxime! Stop it, Maxime!

Stop with the judo, Maxime. You too, Arthur.

Don't make a spectacle of yourselves.

He won't lend me his phone.

Put your phones down!

Hi, sister!

- You look beautiful. - So do you.

I hope you've still got room for the cake, it's incredible.

- I'm full. - I spent 6 months

designing it with the best chefs, thanks to my darling.

Make an effort, Arthur.

It's your aunt's wedding.

- I'll make up for it next time. - Arthur!

He's right. She gets married every 2 years.

3 years. She kept the last one a bit longer.

Children! Antoine, say something.

Get your phones back out. It's safer.

Sorry, Tommy.

- Steevy. - Sorry, Steevy.

It's a lovely wedding.

Really, Steevy.

Can I have some cream?

Yes, darling, the cake is on its way.

I haven't seen you in a suit for ages.

- You look good, when you try. - He's very handsome.

- You can't have him. - I'm no Cary Grant.

- Who? - He doesn't know who he is.

- Not his generation. - Nor mine.

You've caught the sun. Joys of being unemployed.

Not at all. I work from home.

Well, you're definitely at home.

Chloé, a house husband is a proper job.

No…

You're aging less quickly than my sister.

- Thanks! - It's true.

You've been working like crazy.

You need a break.

Go on holiday.

We go away every 6 months and it's great!

We can't afford that at the moment. Maybe when Antoine has a job.

Yes…

Steevy's father has a luxury hotel chain.

- Make the most of it. - Yes.

I'd be delighted. You're family now.

Pick a destination.

Relaxation, adventure, skiing.

Skiing!

We haven't been for ages.

I went once. It was incredible. Do you remember, Mum?

Skiing! Skiing!

Skiing!

OK. I get it. You're going to Courchevel.

- Courchevel? - Courchevel?

We're going on holiday!

- It'll be great. - Cool.

See you later.

- Dad, I need the toilet. - OK.

- I'll go. - Sure?

Yes, I'll take him. I need to call a client.

- Quick. - Coming.

To our holiday!

- To Courchevel! - Courchevel!

Smoking?

It's… it's my sister's wedding…

What's wrong?

I think I lost a potential client.

Maybe you do need a holiday.

It's not a good time.

I can be a great lawyer and a mother and a wife.

I can. Women do that.

Nothing is lost.

I believe in you.

Thank you.

Ladies and gentlemen get ready

for the big event: the wedding cake!!

- The cake! - The cake!

The cake!

Dad, look! A mountain of cream!

The cake!

No, no, no!

No, no, no…

No! My cake!

Oh, no.

Not again.

HOW TO SURVIVE WITHOUT MUM

3 MONTHS LATER…

Oh, no.

Antoine. Antoine!

What is it?

We overslept!

- Can you charge my phone? - Mine's at 5%.

No way, José.

Dad, you're so last century.

Hold on. Come on, quickly. Sorry.

Come on.

We need to hurry.

- Carriage 5. - What?

Next one.

- Hurry up. - Yes. Fine.

Thank you.

What is it?

I've been offered an unfair-dismissal case.

You don't do industrial tribunals.

It's the magistrates court.

It's discrimination.

She was dismissed because she's pregnant so it's a criminal case.

That's great.

I told you, they won't know what's hit them. When is it?

Stop it, Maxime.

- Help your brother, please. - Next week.

Next week?

It starts on Monday.

The law never works this quick.

A colleague passed me the case. Her mother's just died.

She can reschedule.

The client's penniless. She can't afford to wait.

Dad!

She works for a large law firm.

If I take the case and win, they'll give me other cases.

It's a golden opportunity.

The client won't change lawyers at the last moment.

We'll see.

I'll join you at the end of the week.

Go without you?

OK.

We'll cancel it. Children!

We can't deny the children their holiday.

Nor their mother.

You said one day I'd be able to show what I could do.

This might be my last chance. Let me try.

Don't do this. Not now.

The train's about to leave. All aboard.

Love is a beautiful thing.

I love you. Give the kids a hug.

I'm sorry.

- Bastien? - Yes.

It's Isabelle Mercier. I wondered if you were free.

I've got lots of work.

OK. Starting when?

- Now. - Great.

Excuse me, sir.

Sir? I need to get past.

Sorry.

Stop it! Maxime, stop!

Will you stop shouting!

Keep it down, OK?

- Or I'll take your phone. - Where's Mum?

She'll join us later.

When?

Soon.

Are you playing or not?

Stop it.

OK.

I'm trying to do a TikTok.

Did you hear?

No. It's my game.

- Please. - He's annoying me.

That's enough now.

Stop it, Maxime.

You're in my seat.

Sorry.

Up you get.

Yes. Right.

No problem.

There.

Thanks, very kind.

You're so annoying.

- Maxime, stop it. - He threw it at me.

I'm not having this. I can't bear it.

It annoys me.

Where are the parents?

Stop!

I'm not having this.

- That's mine. - Let me play.

- Maxime, you're such a pain. - You're unbearable.

- Can you stop shouting? - You're shouting too.

Have you no respect?

There are passengers, rules.

I'll teach you some respect.

Your phones have turned you into idiots.

Give me that crap.

Heard of books? Those things with pages?

Get a book out.

Do it now.

One more word, and I'll flip.

OK?

I'm a nutcase!

I was in the Foreign Legion. I've ripped apart anacondas.

I've crushed swans.

- Understood? - Yes, sir.

- I didn't hear you. - Yes, sir!

Good job I do yoga.

Dad?

Dad?