Magnetic Beats (Les Magnétiques)

P4 - (French military slang): discharged on mental health grounds.

: idiotic, maladjusted.

That's two million more voters.

It shows voters are far more likely to vote

when a close result is expected

and when the outcome is decisive.

Look how beautiful it is.

It's my first time eating it.

Here's what he should say:

Love has the Indo-European root "om".

Is that your chat-up line? - No, listen...

The Indo-European root? - You know what "om" means?

It means "to fertilise".

I'm not saying fertility means greatness

because no one is great these days.

Not you, but some people are.

It means something wants to escape, something may happen.

You talking about your sperm?

Let me interrupt. This is Marianne.

Hi, Marianne.

Philou, you already know. Shall we sit down?

So... Marianne, wasn't it?

Yes.

What are you doing here?

I'm doing a one-year hairdressing apprenticeship.

You gonna cut his hair? - No.

No one touches my hair.

Your daughter? - Yes.

Well done, Jérôme.

Two birds with one stone. - I'm investing in my future.

Here it is!

In a few seconds you will know who the next president will be.

Between two clowns, I'll always choose the Communist.

Shut up. - I love you too.

It's Sunday 10 May, 1981, the second round of the presidential election.

This is a decisive moment for us all.

In every boardroom and every household,

people await the result.

Six, five, four,

three, two, one...

François Mitterrand has been elected President.

Mitterrand! Mitterrand! Mitterrand!

It started just before the election,

which I didn't really care about.

At the time, all I was thinking about

was what we were going to broadcast.

Four, three,

two, one...

Radio Warsaw!

Welcome, everyone!

"Good evening", as King John Peel would say.

You're listening to Radio Warsaw and I, as always, am Jérôme.

And, as always,

night follows day and night means noise.

We love the noise of our friends on acid from Marquis de Sade,

which is one of the bands we've got for you tonight.

We'll also have The Sonics,

and their anti-pop mates, Iggy Pop and the Stooges,

Red Zebra from Belgium,

and a new gem straight from England,

the four girls from The Au Pairs,

considered as the cousins of Gang of Four.

But before all that...

With the election coming up,

here's a little joy in this world of division,

with Joy Division and the voice of Ian Curtis.

My loves, my darlings,

my fools, my lost souls,

tonight we're sharing with you

a bootleg recording of Joy Division's last concert on 2 May 1980,

in the greyness of the University of Birmingham.

The last cry of this angel who was called to heaven

and left us with the feeling of having lost a god.

At the dawn of a decade which should change everything

but will change nothing at all,

"Here are the young men, the weight on their shoulders.

Here are the young men,

where have they been?"

I never could talk into a microphone.

You were the voice.

I just pressed the buttons.

I was just your little brother,

and that suited me fine.

We were on the radio,

we were outlaws,

and I was so proud.

It's Jérôme, as always, on Radio...

Warsaw!

For glory! For glory!

"We knocked on the doors of Hell's darker chamber.

Pushed to the limit..." - No, no, no!

Come down! Stop!

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Come on.

Thanks.

You're a really good guy.

You're a nice guy.

You'd make a good soldier. - Come on.

Open the door, man.

Shut up.

Quiet.

Keep quiet.

Don't worry.

Philippe?

Everything OK?

Yes.

I didn't put on the light and knocked a picture off.

Where's your brother?

I don't know. Asleep?

I'm sick of this.

Yeah.

Look at you.

Go to bed.

Poor schmuck.

That's enough.

Stop.

"And God said to Noah..." - Stop, Jérôme.

"'This is the sign of the covenant between me and all living creatures.'

Noah's sons who came out of the ark were Shem, Ham and Japheth."

Shut up. - "Ham was Canaan's father.

"From these three sons of Noah, the earth was populated." - Enough!

"Noah started to till the soil and planted a vineyard."

He drank its wine,

became drunk and lay uncovered..." - That's enough!

"Ham, Canaan's father, saw his father's nakedness

and told his two brothers outside."

Remember when we were kids, I was the one who wouldn't shut up?

You were the mysterious one.

You always had your nose in a book.

Mum loved that.

She said you got it from her.

But I never saw her read anything.

Alright?

What are you doing?

I'm off.

Seriously?

You really don't give a shit.

It's three o'clock.

I'm going to see Marianne.

I've got a date.

What time will you be back?

I don't know.

Could you look the other way?

What's the time?

Half past eight.

Shit, Annie didn't wake me.

She must've forgotten.

Very perceptive of you.

What's that?

I'm trying to make something to put listeners on air.

Yeah?

To ask people who were exempted from military service how they did it.

I've got my assessment next week.

Sorry.

OK, then... - Would you do me a favour?

While you're here, we could try a jingle.

I've prepared something but you've got a nicer voice than me.

OK, but quickly.

What do I say? - OK...

Say, "P for peace".

"P for peace"? - Yeah.

P for peace, the letter P.

Sure...

And "P for" is P4. You see?

I see.

OK, say when.

OK. Could you say it a bit more gently, please?

OK.

Really good.

I'm just going to ask one last little thing.

Can you just make it a bit more...

like you're whispering?

Perfect. Perfect.

I'm 48 years old.

It's always difficult

to talk about oneself.

But it must be done.

Those tapes...

I can't hear you.

They're... sounds that I record.

Dogs barking, waves, bells, all sorts of things.

Then I put them on tapes, with infinite loops and...

Things like this.

I cut them and splice them in to make infinite loops...

OK.

It's great.

Great.

I've got her things ready.

Her cuddly toy, everything.

And her exercise book.

Yes?

Thanks. I'm not quite with it.

Bye, Rita! - Bye!

What do we tell Yvette?

That we were at the carousel. - That's it.

And you're away.

You're on air.

Captain Jérôme.

How are things with Marianne?

Not bad.