Across the Sea (La Mer au loin)

THE SEA IN THE DISTANCE

My guy told me the driver's alone, OK?

So no risk. OK?

Good evening.

How are you, girls?

What are you doing?

We're meeting friends in Aix. Can you drop us off?

Climb in.

Great, thanks.

In return, maybe you could invite me to the party.

-Yeah! -Yeah?

Sorry.

Good evening.

Move and I'll blow your head off.

What's going on?

Take them.

Come on, quick.

Let's go!

No, no, don't you move.

Come on!

Sing with us!

1. NOUR, 1990

Houcine!

Come swim with us, the water's cold!

It brings good luck!

Come on!

Good luck?

What luck are you talking about?

Got a light?

Morning.

Morning.

We can't be late.

Fadela.

Fadela.

Khaled.

Khaled.

Madam, you buy two, the third one's free.

-Come closer. -Watches.

Come on, great deal.

Watches.

For your husband, madam.

Yes?

Police!

Police!

The police!

False alarm.

Come back.

I nearly had a heart attack.

I'll give you a good price.

Beautiful Swiss watch.

What's wrong?

What are you doing?

Honey, we came to see you.

We're worried.

-No. -Leave her alone.

My daughter lives on the street. She has to come home!

Leave her alone.

She doesn't want to.

Are you deaf?

Sir!

Leave her alone!

You need to leave now.

Go.

She doesn't want to.

-Police! -Let's go!

We need to move.

Don't move!

Don't move!

So apparently you're all Portuguese.

What's your name?

Pablo. I'm Portuguese.

I lost my papers in the street.

This is my girlfriend.

You think that's funny?

What's your girlfriend's name? Is she Portuguese too?

I'm Blandine.

You already know that, don't you?

We're here because of my parents.

Your parents think your friends are Algerian.

My parents are stupid and racist.

Even if they were Chinese,

they'd think they were Algerian.

We didn't do anything wrong.

It's cheaper at the market.

Great, make fun of me.

Franck!

So what do I do with them?

Get rid of them.

Except him.

OK.

Come on, get up.

Come on!

I'll teach you not to mess around, Pablo.

Get up.

Let's make a deal:

tell me the truth and I'll let you go.

What truth?

My name is Pablo.

My bag was stolen, with my papers and everything.

You know, smart guys like you,

who take good care of themselves,

who drink their little beers,

waiting for the wife to come home,

to cook for them, pay the rent,

don't you think we've had enough of that?

Slackers.

Your friends will struggle, for sure.

But they'll make it because they keep a low profile.

But guys like you,

who just want to stand out, take advantage,

we always get them in the end and they pay dearly.

-Franck. -Yeah?

Get rid of this asshole too.

See you later, Pablo.

Khaled's not here.

What if he turned us in?

Your mother's not here either.

What if she's whoring around?

Fadela, calm down.

What did Khaled say when he left the station?

Nothing.

He said not to stay together,

to go home separately.

That's all.

But he stays out when things get tense.

He acts tough, but he's a coward.

He's scared to death.

Sorry, Samir.

It just slipped out.

Blondie.

Blandine.

Are you blonde?

So, it's Blondine.

One hundred twenty-two francs.

One twenty-two.

Khaled.

I'm fine.

Come in.

Where were you?

Let me talk to you.

Khaled.

You're so selfish.

You have no right to do that.

You've disappointed me.

I've disappointed you?

You're just a little shit.

Grow up.

I came here to help my family.

Not to live like a rat.

-You understand? -Khaled.

You'll regret it because of Fadela.

She won't be here when you come back.

Remember that.

Khaled.

It's hard for us to take.

But you're right.

One day, they'll understand.

Smile.

Smile once more.

There. One last one.

And we're good. Beautiful. Thank you.

Our turn.

Hello.

Sit on either side.

That's it.

Great. Move closer together.

Beautiful. Great. Very nice.

Perfect. Give me a smile.

Please, look straight at me.

There. Perfect.

Again.

Come on, one last one.

That's it, we got it. Thanks.

Wait.

Let's go.

Fadela.

Let me talk to you.

Please.

Fadela.

-What? -Can I talk to you?

Just talk.

I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

You know I love you...

You know that.

Two years to get my papers, then we get back together.

That's it.

Two years!

What do I do for two years?

Wait for you?

You have kids with someone else and I wait?

You want me to be your whore?

-You want me to be your whore. -No, no...

Haven't you ruined my life enough?

I'm sorry.

You're a coward.

Khaled.

I came to Marseille for you.

And this is all I deserve?

I was stupid to trust you.