CONSEQUENCES
And I want you to remember
Our love is eternal, not artificial
I want you to come back home
Be there from time to time
And I want you to remember
Our love is eternal, not artificial
My Salom
I snake up to you
Salom
And I come back to love you
Salom
Unbeloved
Salom.
Hello?
Stay there.
Open up!
-Hold on.
-Open up.
What's up, Tarantino?
Aren't you tired of filming everyone?
Corentin, let him be.
It's getting annoying.
A bit, yeah. Happy birthday.
Honey!
Honey, really?
Salom's not here?
I'm not enough?
You miss her already?
-Hi, Juju.
-How are you?
-Good, you?
-You're handsome.
My little pink bow, yes.
Zoom in.
You like it, huh?
Typical you.
We were eating sea urchins.
Yeah, good idea.
Happy birthday, Paulo!
Happy birthday to you!
Thanks for being here, my friends.
Thanks for always being there.
When Elsa died,
I thought I wouldn't make it.
You lifted me up.
I'll blow these candles out
before I start crying.
-Nice one.
-Well done.
Nice speech
for an old man in his fifties.
Hey, I'm only 43!
Easy.
Corentin, I wish you friends
as solid as mine.
Yes, I know, too sentimental.
Paul's a man
of great flights of fancy.
It's cute at 20,
but now it's pathetic.
You're overreacting.
I think it's adorable.
At least it's sincere.
-You're sincere?
-Yes.
-You're sincere?
-Yes, why?
It's his birthday, not a trial.
Leave him be.
To Paul and his sentimentality.
-Cheers, Paulo.
-To his sincerity.
To friendship.
There's my sweetheart.
Nie!
Miss Choupinette.
Beauty, you finally appear.
I wanted cake before bed.
Of course, my darling.
Where's Salom?
Salom!
Where could she be?
Let's check under here.
-Here we go.
-Salom!
Salom!
He's weird.
No, it's his best friend,
he likes to tease her.
She's not here, hon.
Maybe your daddy's hiding her.
Why didn't she come?
She couldn't come.
Are you old farts coming to dance?
Old farts?
This is sentimental.
The first time I heard that song
was with your mother. We asked the DJ
to play it again
at least 1,000 times.
They danced like madwomen.
Yeah.
We stood aside and watched.
Yes.
-Are you OK, sweetie?
-Yes.
OK.
I have to go, Julie.
Salom.
So?
He's in the operating room,
he's broken everything.
-How's he doing?
-For the moment, he's stable.
We treated the thoracic trauma
due to broken ribs
and cleaned up the internal bleeding.
Is he conscious?
No, we put him in an induced coma.
The prognosis?
It's still too early to say.
-Thanks.
-You're welcome.
You don't wallow like that
for no reason.
What happened, Paul?
He had a car accident.
Did you notice anything?
How was he?
Tense. I'd say he was tense.
We argued.
You know what he's like,
he gets mad quickly.
Something must have happened.
It's chilly.
I'm cold.
Go inside, we'll be right there.
No.
-You'll feel better.
-No.
No.
Nothing will happen now.
Shall I drive you home?
No, I'm staying.
Should I take Lo?
-Yeah.
-OK.
Lo, you want to come over
for breakfast?
-With Alice?
-Of course!
I can't compete with her,
even as your godfather.
-Kiss Mommy.
-Bye, sweetheart.
Let's go.
Hello, doctor.
Did you get a chance to...
Lo, Alice!
...look at my test results.
I'll make another appointment.
My dad and I are going
to the zoo this weekend.
-I don't like zoos.
-Why not?
Because they lock animals up
in cages and it's not nice.
I'll ask my dad to free them.
You dad isn't Superman.
Still, he's super strong.
-Here's some milk.
-Pancakes?
Who wants pancakes?
So yummy.
-Get your strength back.
-And jam.
Mommy!
-How are you?
-Good.
-How was it?
-Good.
Look how fast it can go!
You couldn't give him something else?
It's from Alice, I didn't know.
-Mrs. Marigny?
-Yes.
Your husband is conscious.
The operation went well.
He's in the ICU.
You can go see him.
I got it.
Leo, let's let Mom and Dad
have a romantic get-together, OK?
-I'll take you to school.
-OK.
Thank you.
-Ready?
-Yes.
My love, you scared me so much.
I love you.
See, you mustn't argue with me.
I always win.
I'm here. I love you.
If you'll excuse us, we're going
to extubate Mr. Marigny.
Could you step out?
Don't worry, it'll go well.
Please leave a message.
Seb, it's me.
I just heard you woke up.
I was so scared.
I wasn't very nice last night.
I feel bad.
I have big news.
I want you
to be the first to hear it.
Call me back, OK? Bye.
PUBLIC SCHOOL
-How are you?
-Good.
-Mrs. Marigny.
-Yes.
Does your husband drink often?
Like everyone else.
He had 2g of alcohol in his blood.
Really?
That's the equivalent
of 10 glasses of whisky.
I doubt it.
He wouldn't drink and drive.
He's a medical salesman,
always on the road.
-He'll confirm it.
-Of course.
I have a billion questions for you.
But you don't have
to answer everything.
Take it easy. You'll recover.
Please! Anybody?
Please! He's choking!
Is it a bit cold?
A little.
Take a deep breath. Like this.
Great.
Great. Again.
Great job, buddy.
A little more.
Very good. A big one!
Perfect. He can get dressed now.
She's insistent.
The elephant,
the giraffe and the lion
live in the savannah.
Salom?
Julie?
Miss?
Are you OK, Miss?
Miss, are you OK?
It was a deep vein thrombosis,
an embolism.
A blood clot that went to the heart.
Is it rare?
Yes, but it happens.
I'm so stupid.
I thought he was out of the woods.
He said something.
Something about
a vacation assignment to leave me.
I didn't get it.
How's Lo taking it?
I didn't tell him.
I'll let him believe that he still
has a father for one more night.
To him.
The doctor said he had
lots of alcohol in his blood.
We'd all had a few drinks,
but no more than usual.
You wouldn't have let him go
if he was really drunk?
Of course not.
What happened?
What do you mean?
He's driven on that road 100 times.
No one was there.
Maybe he saw an animal.
Deer sometimes cross the road.
There was no sign of collision,
no braking, nothing.
The cops said
he took off from the road
into the field,
taking the fence with him.
Maybe he fell asleep or got dizzy.
He would've stopped if he got dizzy.
It's happened to him before.
How was he at the party?
You told me he was tense.
He was a bit on edge.
You said you'd argued,
so it makes sense.
So he drank...
Seriously, Salom, we always
have alcohol at parties.
It was just an accident,
a stupid accident.
No! You just don't die like that!
Death just happens.
Stop trying to make sense of it.
It's enough.
I'm here if you need me.
Paul, are you coming?
Be right there!
You scared me!
Are you going to die too?
No, I won't.
Mom, then Sbastien...
Sbastien was just driving too fast.
I never will.
Why not you?
Because I'm always careful.
Was Sbastien day-dreaming?
I don't know, sweetheart.
Seb died because of me.
What are you talking about?
Orange juice? That's for pussies.
Tequila means the Wild West.
We need a...?
-A shot!
-A shot, exactly.
Let me demonstrate.
One for John Wayne.
One for his horse.
That's two. And a third one.
Not bad for a boomer.
Thanks, you're not bad yourself.
Like the presidential elections:
second round.
-Let's go.
-No.
Stop it, it's not funny.
Let him drink.
It's got to spill.
-That's enough.
-He's having fun.
Get me a horse!
I'll cross the Wild West
with my bare hands.
It's my fault he drank so much.
That was early in the evening.
Seb left long after that.
He had plenty of time to sober up.
-If I'd stopped him, it wouldn't...
-No.
Seb was the adult in that story.
He messed up.
You're not responsible for him.
My boy.
At your age,
you shouldn't be grieving like this.
It's hot.
Is this better?
-Are you OK, Mommy?
-sh*t.
There was a problem at the hospital
and you won't see Dad again.
Is he mad?
No, it's...
Come here.
Is it my fault?
No, it's not your fault.
All I know is that...
There was an accident and Dad died.
He went to heaven.
In a spaceship?
I don't know.
You don't know anything.
There.
-It's over there.
-OK.
Perfect.
Do you have the papers?
They didn't give me any.
Let's check it out.
-Thanks.
-See you later.
Excuse me. What are they doing?
ROADSIDE ASSISTANCE
They're nitpicking, ma'am.
It's the insurance experts
looking for the slightest excuse
not to pay up.
They can do that?
Yeah, it's their job.
I looked at the car,
I didn't see anything
mechanically wrong.
They get along well.
How is he taking it?
He keeps crashing his cars.
You know what he's thinking.
No, he doesn't
talk about it at school.
Might be for the best.
Hopefully it lasts.
Me, Seb.
Ethan.
Amazing.
He was your age.
You partied hard back then.
Yes.
That face.
-How old was she there?
-Twenty-four. Twenty-four candles.
Try this.
No, thanks, not for me.
I guess we're getting old.
One of us won't.
He never got over
the last time he got drunk.
If you'd seen his car,
and these vultures turning around it
with their tablets.
-It angers me so much.
-We're all angry.
You're angry?
Of course.
At whom?
At fate,
at life ending just like that.
I don't believe in fate.
Fate is an easy way out.
There must be an explanation.
I want to understand.
I won't drop this.
Wait,
I didn't have time to tell you,
but I'm pregnant.
So I'm going to be a dad.
Congratulations!
It's amazing.
I should be overjoyed, but I...
I thought it wasn't the time.
Hi, there.
I wanted Sbastien
to be the godfather.
We were thinking you'd make
a great godmother too.
It means a lot to me,
but I don't know,
I have to think about it. Sorry.
Salom, to cope in the meantime.
-This is far too much.
-I can do a lot more.
Keep me in the loop.
-Thanks for coming.
-Good luck.
Lo, do you want to come
and spend the weekend with Alice?
Yes!
We'll see.
Let's go.
-Are you coming, Dad?
-I'm coming.
I'm coming.
Alright.
She's holding up.
"I won't drop this."
What do you think she meant?
She needs a scapegoat,
it's understandable.
She's needs to hold on to something
to face the void.
It was borderline aggressive.
Julie, we've lost a friend.
She's just lost the man she loves.
She can hurt us a bit,
it's no big deal.
Give her time, Julie. She'll mourn.
"Mourn". That expression...
I feel like it means to forget.
-I don't want to forget him.
-No one does.
No one.
It's cool that you're a boy.
We can support each other.
You don't seem happy.
-You wanted a girl?
-No. It's not that.
What then?
Sorry, I know I should be happy.
I just can't stop thinking that
Seb will never see him.
My angel.
We have to enjoy
the beautiful things in life.
-OK?
-OK.
We're having a baby.
-There's nothing more beautiful.
-Yes.
-Everything will be OK.
-Yes.
He was beautiful, huh?
That's the fresh air.
You're really early today.
I got this this morning.
They don't want to pay, b*stards!
I need that money.
Without Seb's insurance,
I'm screwed, I'll lose the apartment.
I'll give you an advance.
-OK?
-Thank you.
You need to defend yourself, Salom.
Fight them.
I'll call a lawyer friend,
he's great.
Mr. Gilles.
That's the life insurance.
As there are no brake marks,
they talk about suicide,
so I wouldn't get the money.
But Sbastien... how can I put this?
He was life itself.
He would never have k*lled himself.
If there's no letter to that effect,
this argument is invalid.
You'll have to file a complaint
to understand.
-Against whom?
-Against X.
That will open an investigation.
I understand your dismay, ma'am,
but filing a complaint
won't bring your husband back.
That's not the point.
You're going to clog up the justice
system and our department
for a complaint
that will be dismissed.
You have no right to refuse my
complaint. I checked with my lawyer.
I'll take over.
Thanks.
Full name, date of birth and address.
Marigny with a Y, Salom.
08/30/1978.
-Are you here?
-Yes.
What did you do to us?
Hi.
-How are you?
-Good.
Excuse Julie,
she had an appointment for her back.
No worries.
What's going on?
Do you need something?
No.
I came to tell you
the cops are going to investigate
the accident
and they might call you in.
Why?
The insurance money is blocked
until the case is closed.
Filing a complaint was the only way.
What am I supposed to tell them?
I don't know...
You were witnesses.
You were with him that night.
Maybe you noticed something.
-What could happen to us?
-Absolutely nothing.
They need your testimony.
It's procedure.
I don't get it. What is it for?
So the insurance company
pays what they owe.
It's for Lo,
and I could really use it.
I don't have a problem with that.
Yeah, of course.
Thank you.
Want some coffee?
I don't have much time.
-Are you sure?
-Yes.
-Can you tell Julie?
-Of course.
Are you doing alright?
I miss him all the time.
What is it?
Sometimes, he's there.
Here.
It gives me such strength.
Did the same thing happen to you?
No.
I wish.
Hello.
I have a 10:15 appointment.
-Paul de Mongin?
-Yes.
Please follow me.
Have a seat.
He was a bit tense that night.
For any particular reason?
No. I mean, everything.
He had an argument with Salom.
Does it happen often?
They were madly in love,
and it often caused sparks to fly.
Did you have a disagreement
with Sbastien Marigny?
No, he was my best friend.
Do you like my wife?
You're drunk, Seb.
-Tell me I'm wrong.
-I'm sick of your bullshit.
Your dirty texts to her,
-that's bullshit?
-You're annoying.
That makes two of us.
Hey!
-Had he been drinking?
-Yes.
We all did.
It was my birthday.
But I wasn't...
I wasn't really paying attention.
I should've.
Did you notice anything unusual?
Why are you crying?
Do you have something
to get off your chest?
My best friend is dead
so yeah, I'm crying.
It seems that Mr. Marigny
had many best friends.
We lived together 10 years ago.
It's no secret.
After we broke up,
we remained close friends.
We found a message from you
on his cell phone.
What did you want to apologize for?
We'd argued a little.
I wanted to tell him I was pregnant
and he made fun of me.
I don't know why,
but I took the bait, like an idiot.
So you were on bad terms.
No!
We weren't!
That's just the way he was.
He liked to tease
and it always worked with me.
It made him laugh.
It made them all laugh.
Seb drank a bit, but not that much.
I'm a bar owner.
I always assess
my customers' drunkenness.
Seb liked to indulge.
He let off steam on the weekend,
but he was nothing like
the drunkards I get.
Keep going.
I'll be right back.
-What are you doing?
-You told Ethan?
The cops grilled me
as if I were a m*rder*r.
I don't know.
They just want to understand
what happened.
By treating us like culprits?
What am I guilty of?
Calm down, Julie.
I didn't expect that.
The prosecutor
opened an investigation.
The case has been referred
to a judge.
We'll see where it takes us.
They already found something.
The GPS
in your husband's car indicates
that he stopped on the side
of the road on his way home.
Where?
In a bar, La Bascule.
It must be where he drank.
It's not their fault.
The judge thinks it's a possibility.
That'd be great.
Really? Why?
Because I want to absolve them.
Because I love them
and I've already lost my husband,
-I can't lose...
-Salom!
It's not a choice.
Still, if Sbastien drank
at La Bascule,
they'll be left alone.
What a party!
-Salom, how are you?
-Good.
-Where's your dad?
-In the living room
trying to forget he's not 17 anymore.
-It's my birthday.
-I forgot. Happy Birthday!
Thanks.
What do you want?
Nothing.
Corentin's pretty buzzed.
Good evening.
Does he drink often?
No, it's his birthday.
I know, I've been there,
but be careful.
So Seb didn't die in vain.
Are they taking shots?
Exactly.
Guess what?
That night, your husband
taught my son how to take shots.
What are you taking about?
Corentin told me.
Seb took shots
at your birthday party?
Yes.
Why didn't you tell me?
Because I didn't know.
Corentin just told me.
I hope they're not driving home.
They're all sleeping here.
Who do you think I am.
You let Seb go.
I didn't know.
I see it every night.
The car taking off,
the rollover, the accident.
I still don't understand
how this is possible.
Come, sit down.
No, I just wanted to tell you
the cops retraced his route.
On the way home,
he stopped at La Bascule.
They're going to question
the customers, the owner.
If he let him go while he was drunk,
I could sue him for damages
-and get my money.
-I don't care.
I do. I have to go.
You don't want to stay?
No.
What are you doing here?
Is Daddy still dead?
When you die, it's forever.
That's too long.
I know, it's much too long.
But Daddy will live here now,
in your little heart.
He'll be with me everywhere?
Soccer, school and here?
Yes, everywhere.
For your whole life.
Come on.
Come in.
I questioned the witnesses
and they're positive,
he didn't drink at La Bascule.
He bought cigarettes,
then left right away.
So it's all over.
What is?
I'll never know what happened,
not to mention the insurance.
The investigation isn't over.
The Public Prosecutor
opened an investigation.
Really?
We want to understand
why your husband drove
despite his blood-alcohol level.
Alcohol is responsible
for one in three fatal accidents.
It causes over 1,000 deaths a year,
resulting in over
3,000 hospitalizations,
leaving people handicapped for life.
The prosecutor is going to make it
an exemplary case.
People need to be made aware
of this slaughter,
starting with
your husband's friends who,
I think,
could've prevented this tragedy.
To do this,
you must file a civil suit.
If the case goes to court,
you can claim damages.
It's w*r then?
Not necessarily.
They'll be accused
of letting Sbastien go,
of being responsible for his death.
You think they'll be cool with that?
That's on them.
They're going to hate me.
Probably, yes.
I need to warn them.
Absolutely not.
The procedure prevents you
from contacting witnesses
and vice-versa.
I can't live that way.
Salom, you came to me
to help you understand
your husband's death.
Your so-called friends
were the last ones
to see him before he crashed.
It's the only way
to push them over the edge.
What could happen to them?
If they had nothing to do
with his death,
absolutely nothing.
What did he say?
Let's go to class.
Go.
How are you?
Salom?
Wait! What did I do?
What's this?
SUMMONS
You'll never guess what she did.
Look what came this morning.
You got one too.
-She's crazy.
-It's disgusting.
She's blaming us for Seb's death.
It's disgusting.
Don't we count?
She stole our grief.
We lost a friend too!
She's being selfish.
-Hello.
-How are you?
A registered letter,
I signed for you.
Let me see.
I'm being summoned
about Sbastien's death.
It's bullshit.
The shots you did,
best not mention it.
It could backfire.
You're underage but...
Could you tell he'd had too much?
Maybe.
Look...
I have something to show you.
It's crazy, huh?
It's not your fault, Dad.
No.
You're charged
with accessory to driving
under the influence of alcohol.
The day before your birthday party,
Mrs. Marigny received
an apology message from you.
Why?
She told you that?
What do you want to apologize for?
You don't have to answer that.
What's all this?
I have nothing to hide.
Why did you send that text?
It's private.
He'll get over it.
That's what
I've been thinking for months,
but now it's a pain.
He broods,
keeps talking about stupid things
like I'm too good for him.
It's not the first time. It's tiring.
-You want me to talk to him?
-No way.
It'd make it worse.
I'm boring you.
You never do.
Did you tell him about us?
Yes, that was a long time ago.
I didn't go into details, you know
him, he wouldn't have liked that.
What's wrong with you?
Paul, what are you doing?
We had something.
It was just one night!
It's a mistake.
We were alone like two idiots.
I felt sorry for you, poor widower.
We made a mistake, that's all.
That's all?
That's all.
I love Seb. I feel nothing for you.
-Nothing?
-Nothing.
You're my friend, my great friend
and you're Seb's best friend.
That's good.
I'm ridiculous to the core.
To friendship.
I mean...
What are you doing?
Were you going to tell me
Paul kissed you?
Kissing is a big word.
Let's say he tried.
-Are you in love?
-Of course not!
It's Paul.
-Did you like it?
-Not at all.
He must've been lonely.
He's a little lost. He's a widower.
He brought up the night we had.
What night?
Before Lo was born.
You know about that.
I knew about the one-night stand.
Nothing more.
That's right. It didn't matter,
it never did.
You'd left me,
I'll remind you.
You're in the clear then.
Why didn't you tell me then?
Because I know how you are.
Sensitive, skin-deep.
That's why I love you.
Come on.
But it reminded you of it
and you thought, why not?
It'll be a nice change
from Seb's moods.
I get it!
Stop your bullshit.
I didn't like it. I love you.
You love me, but you kiss another.
You're pissing me off.
You can go
to your friend's party alone.
You won't have
to keep an eye on us like that.
Great.
Give me a drink.
How about water?
Don't lecture me.
I'm not. You're drunk.
The guy's banging my wife
and is lecturing me.
That was years ago.
You'd left her.
-In your dreams!
-f*ck!
What?
Sleep it off somewhere else.
Will you stop it?
So out of revenge
and jealousy,
you let Sbastien Marigny drive.
Not at all.
No.
Yes.
-Daddy.
-Sweetheart.
Dad, stop worrying about this.
You had nothing to do with it.
You think so?
You didn't k*ll Sbastien.
No, but maybe I could've saved him.
Yes, I lived with Sbastien.
We were together three years.
Then he met Salom and we broke up.
My client has never
kept her relationship
with Sbastien Marigny secret.
Were you mad at him?
That's ancient history.
I'm with Ethan now,
we love each other, we're pregnant.
My past is behind me.
Are you on good terms
with Mr. Marigny and his wife?
I already told you,
he was my best friend.
Did you talk to him
before the accident?
A bit, yes.
We were all there,
we danced, it was a party.
Apparently, Sbastien wasn't
in the best of shape at the party.
He's your best friend
and you didn't notice?
Excuse me?
I mean...
Maybe you were jealous.
Jealous of Seb? There's no need.
Even if your partner lived with him?
That's in the past.
I didn't even know her.
It's her life.
What she did before
is none of my business.
Did you see Sbastien drink?
Of course,
but he was fine.
He was really fine.
Why are you looking at me
like you want to hit me?
You know that's not like me.
You'd like to, but you don't dare.
You're the good guy
who likes everybody.
You wouldn't hurt a fly, right?
You just take it all in your stride,
but not me, I like the truth.
-You get that?
-I like the truth too,
which is that you're drunk.
Everyone lies.
You think that's normal?
I don't know
what you're talking about,
but you're drunk.
It's almost daytime,
you should go home to Salom.
You're right, I'm leaving.
I'm sick of you guys anyway.
You're in no state to drive.
Give me my keys.
-Give them.
-No.
Give me them!
No, I won't.
I'd gladly get you a cab.
You know what?
You're just another hypocrite.
Look down on me, I don't give a f*ck.
We're all assholes, huh?
Yes.
I'll give them back
when you've sobered up.
Oh!
Cheers.
What happened to his keys?
I guess he found them
since he drove off.
You let him leave?
No, I didn't see him leave.
I was at a friend's, not my bar.
It wasn't my job.
My client did his duty
by hiding the keys.
He can't be accused of complicity.
"Marigny case: an exemplary case."
Sbastien Marigny,
isn't he a buddy of yours?
-He's here a lot, right?
-Yeah.
They're making such a big deal of it.
Car accidents happen.
Even without alcohol.
One more?
They're always telling us what to do.
They can't just leave us alone.
We're free, even to die.
His buddies didn't hold him back.
They're talking about you.
Listen to me.
Shut your mouth, OK?
I didn't mean anything by it.
-Your judge has ba*ls.
-He's not my judge.
"If everyone did their duty,
"we'd avoid
all these needless deaths."
I agree 100%.
I too support your fight
against these b*stards
who take lives.
And I'm not the only one.
Look.
STOP DRUNK DRIVING
How old is this?
Sbastien's death
brought it back to life.
Did you see all the comments?
-Incredible.
-You have thousands of supporters.
Is that an association?
A non-profit organization.
That's crazy.
THE FIGHT OF A LIFETIME
JUDGE COLVILLE HAS A LONG HISTORY
OF PROSECUTING DRUNK DRIVING
Samia, can you take care of him?
-I can't.
-OK.
-Why?
-I have to stay away.
It's because of your mother.
Don't you love me anymore?
I'm here, buddy.
I'm as good as her. OK?
I'll clean your nose.
I'll dish up.
A bit more?
Thank you.
Sweetheart?
Pesto pasta again?
-I thought you liked it.
-It's always the same.
Alice, if you don't like it,
make your own food.
Alright.
Lo won't be able to come with us
for Easter.
Why?
Because of the case.
It's complicated.
Everything is complicated,
I'm sick of it.
I was thinking
it might be a good idea
to invite another friend.
Lili Barrin?
-Lili Barrin!
-That's it!
Cool! I'll call her.
-Come back to the table.
-Yes.
Lili Barrin.
What is it?
Money to support you.
Money?
For the lawyer,
the fees, everything else.
We're already
at 5,000 euros and counting.
5,000 euros?
That's crazy.
No, it's...
people want to show you
they understand you
and justice must be done.
I don't know what to say.
I'm very moved.
Thank you, lisabeth.
You're going
to change society with this.
I'm proud of you.
Look, it keep going.
Look at the comments.
"Just thank you
for creating this page."
"Wonderful idea."
Dad, come look at this.
What?
Look at these messages.
Look.
"I'd rather hang myself than
have friends like that. b*stards!"
"You have to be a son of a b*tch
"to let your friend drive drunk."
It's full of messages like that.
It's Salom's page.
Salom? Impossible.
It is, look.
It's a page dedicated to road rage.
Are you sure?
What's this bullshit?
Sweetheart,
Mrs. Barrin called.
And?
Lili can't come with us.
She's going with her family.
No, they never leave at Easter.
She told me so.
Maybe next time.
There won't be a next time.
There will.
I don't know
if she's really my friend.
What are you talking about?
She gave up on me pretty quickly.
What's this nonsense?
Tell me.
Kids at school say you're a m*rder*r.
But I know it's not true.
You know,
I might've given up on Seb
a bit too quickly too that night.
-OK?
-OK.
Come on.
-Sleep well, sweetheart.
-Love you, Daddy.
How lucky you are to have reached
Salom Marigny's cell,
my wife, who's wonderful.
Please leave a message,
which I'll then listen to.
Yes.
Mr. Ferreira just cancelled
as did four other patients.
I'm sorry.
Do you think I'm guilty too?
Don't worry, I won't fire you.
Excuse me.
-Home so soon?
-Yep.
I don't have much work right now.
Are you OK?
Maybe you should show Seb's video
to the judge.
It might help the investigation.
Are you sure?
What about you?
It's about Sbastien, not me.
You should've come with us,
it was fun.
-135,000 views?
-Yeah.
You've become an icon,
people love you.
That doesn't give them license
to write crap.
What do you mean?
Look. "They're scumbags,
to hell with them!"
That's hateful.
"Break these b*stards' windows,
I'll supply the cobblestones."
These are my friends.
That's hate speech.
You're exaggerating.
You should be happy
that people are rallying around you.
They're not people,
they're psychopaths
hiding behind screens.
I think it's atrocious.
That's not what I want.
I want justice, not revenge.
You're such a pain in the a*s!
My client would like
to withdraw her complaint.
Why?
It's going too far.
My friends are harassed online,
that's not what I want.
I thought you wanted the truth.
Yes, but not relentlessly.
Ever since this case, people
have been trying to exploit me.
It's tough.
I want my life back.
Sir?
My client wants
to regain a certain anonymity.
I disagree with her choice,
but I understand it.
The decision to prosecute rests
with the prosecutor.
But due to lack of evidence,
the case is headed for dismissal.
Again. One more effort.
Would you like to call
your godfather soon?
With Alice?
Yes, she could come play.
What do you think?
You're not mad anymore?
No.
Calm down.
Everything will be OK.
It'll be OK.
-Corentin De Mongin?
-Yes.
Just your son.
Happy birthday, Paulo!
Thanks.
He's peeing in the fire.
Oh, no!
I'd like to stress
that it was my client
who decided to show you these images.
Why only now?
Because...
I was afraid
it'd make my dad look bad.
Not just your dad.
These images make everyone look bad.
Sbastien Marigny was obviously drunk
and no one could ignore it.
His friends should have.
Not you. You're a minor.
You were brave to come here.
My dad encouraged me to.
He did well.
It's rare for you
to drop by unannounced.
-How are you?
-Good.
-You want a drink?
-Not quite yet.
-How are you?
-Good.
I recognize your conspiratorial air.
You didn't come by chance.
Spill the beans.
Ethan, can you come here?
Yes.
-We'll talk later.
-OK.
What is it?
Here it is.
I know we've all been shaken
by Salom's complaint.
At first, I thought it was unfair,
downright disgusting.
I've been thinking about it
and I think she's right.
She can't put the blame on us.
It was an accident, Paul.
It's awful, but it happens.
We all knew Seb was drunk.
That goes there.
And that... over here.
You're lying to me, Pinocchio.
For years. You call that friendship?
This is getting ridiculous.
On the contrary!
How long have you thought
I was a fool?
-That's beside the point!
-It's right on it!
Stop this.
Shut up.
We all know Salom loves you,
so stop sulking over the past.
"We all know"?
So you've known all along?
We wanted to spare you, OK?
By lying to me?
Is that it?
-Don't think...
-Don't touch me.
You disgust me.
You're all a bunch of assholes.
Nice job!
-Great!
-Bullshit.
-Come back!
-Not really.
He's drunk, forget it.
What are you saying?
That I'm responsible for his death?
I should've stopped him from driving.
I didn't, you didn't.
Who do you think you are?
You really do take me for a fool.
Seb was right.
I don't blame anyone,
or I blame everyone,
starting with me.
Don't you lecture me!
Get out of here!
Corentin recorded the party.
We sent it to the judge.
You can deny it if you like.
Get out!
Julie.
Aren't you going to say anything?
Stop it. OK?
Why are you freaking out?
-Leave it.
-Paul's right,
we all knew Seb was drunk,
we can admit it.
Yeah, run away again.
I'd like to share something new
with you.
I gave him back his car keys.
Knowing what it meant?
Yes. I knew Seb was drunk.
Are you OK?
You remember?
-What are you doing?
-Nothing.
I was sad
when you left me for Salom.
I got over it.
But I never gave up.
What are you saying?
I love you.
I don't think I ever stopped.
I know you tried
to build a life with Salom,
and me with Ethan.
But we're both here,
disappointed.
I think maybe life
is giving us a second chance.
You should stop drinking.
You're talking nonsense.
-No.
-You are.
I love you.
I know you do too deep down.
But I don't.
I'm really sorry you can't
get over our breakup 10 years ago.
You need to stop.
I never loved you.
You don't need to be so cruel.
I'm not cruel, I'm just drunk.
In vino veritas, I love Salom
more than I've ever loved you.
No, don't cry.
I need to get out of here.
My keys.
You know what?
Leave and don't come back,
we don't need you.
We're doing just fine without you.
Here are your keys!
Now, I realize that, without him,
we're not fine at all.
After his death,
everything fell apart.
Love,
friendships. We can't fix that.
Not without him.
I know it's too late, but I'd like
to ask for forgiveness.
For Salom's forgiveness,
and Lo's, of course,
who will grow up without a father
and all Sbastien's friends,
to all those who will never
recover from his absence.
Mr. Prosecutor, the floor is yours.
Thank you, Your Honor.
The risk of being involved
in a fatal road accident
and to be responsible for it
is doubled
with a blood alcohol level
of 0.5g per liter of blood,
per 20 with a rate of 1g
and by 80 with a rate of 2g.
Julie and Ethan Garnier,
and Paul de Mongin
knew the risk
and still let him drive.
In other words, it was
non-assistance to a person in danger.
Julie Garnier gave
Sbastien Marigny back his keys.
She's therefore directly responsible
and deserves an exemplary punishment.
But Paul de Mongin
and Ethan Garnier are not exempt.
Let's ask ourselves.
Do we always have the right
attitude towards our loved ones
when we let them drive
after a few drinks too many?
Mrs. Julie Garnier, please rise.
The court, having deliberated,
finds you guilty of failing
to assist a person in danger
and sentences you
to a six-month suspended prison term.
Mr. Ethan Garnier,
Mr. Paul de Mongin,
please rise.
The Court would also like
to emphasize your responsibility.
You could've prevented this tragedy,
but you didn't.
That is why the court,
after deliberating,
finds you guilty of failing
to assist a person in danger
and sentences you to 80 hours
of community service.
The Court also sentences
the defendants
to pay damages to Mrs. Marigny.
A civil interest hearing
will be held next month.
Thank you. The hearing is adjourned.
Are you picking him up
from the nanny's in an hour?
Yes.
He's tired,
he'll fall asleep quickly.
Really?
Everything's in the bag.
There's also his health records
for the pediatrician.
Where are you staying?
At my sister's.
Until she can't stand me anymore.
I'll figure something out by then.
Do you hate me?
Of course not.
Where do we stand?
I honestly don't know.
Do you think we have
a future together, all three of us?
I don't think so.
You know, I...
I thought I was in love
with Sbastien.
But it was bullshit. OK?
I now know you helped me
get through all this bullshit.
Without you, I wouldn't have
had the courage to face the truth
or go see the judge.
It's thanks to you I can look
in the mirror now. You helped me
grow.
I love you.
Listen, Julie, I haven't...
I haven't accepted it yet.
With time, maybe.
Do you think
it's a nice birthday present?
I think it's beautiful.
-Don't you?
-I do.
Alice!
Sorry,
I didn't think we'd run into you.
It's nice to see you.
His name is Bastien.
Hi, Bastien.
Hi.
Welcome.
He's beautiful.
Are you OK?
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