Peut-être (1999)

[bunniefuu]

For mathilde, pablo
and those to come maybe...



Uzz. Yes?

What?

Psaar is approaching Argon 7?

Inform Captain Clarks.
Deactivate shields.

- Uzz.
- Uzz.

No, I said "Uzz" to Charlene.

Switch the polarities.
I'll tell Prince Fur.

Cassius!

Yes, Prince Fur.

Your proto-energetic meal.

Prince Fur!
Prince Fur!

Uzz.

Prince Fur, time is of the essence.
Psaar is approaching.

Psaar is approaching?
Have you informed Captain Clarks?

I have informed Captain Clarks.
The magnetic shields are deactivated.

My meal has given me new strength.

Alert Level 7!

- Sygma flux?
- 500 mega-gevs.

- Atomic thrusters?
- Full impulse.

Gentlemen, it's the dawn
of a new millennium.

I shall have an heir.

Long live Prince Fur!

Slow down, Prince.
Switch the polarities!

I can't!
I've lost contact!



All systems down!

It's a new dimension.
The year 2000...

Hey, Arthur. Are you there?
Are you there?

You're not there.
Well... you're not there.

You know about Philippe's party?
Are you going?

You have to come dressed
futuristic, space-age.

I'll try to find a car.
I'll call Billoute.

But he's freaked about the Y2K bug.
I'll figure it out.

MAYBE

So?

So how do I look?
Space-age?

Yeah.

Believable?

How's this for space-age?

Awesome.

Space-age awesome.

- Which is more space-age?
- I don't know... the black one.

This?

Do I look like a drag queen?

I do?

You're fine.

Is it space-age?

We're gonna be so hot!

You bet we will...
Count on me.

- Really?
- What?

- Tonight's the night?
- Sure is.

She stopped taking the Pill.
I can't deal with condoms...

You want a kid.

Not at all.
It's because she smokes.

Cigarettes and the Pill don't mix.

I don't remember exactly...

Forget rubbers.
Use the rhythm method.

Lucy doesn't calculate?
You can't do it 3 days a month.

No, it can be more
than 3 days a month.

It's not reliable.

And it depends
how long the sperm lives...

It's not by month. It's by cycle.

How long do sperm stay alive?

I don't know. 3 days...

"My eyes whisper words of blue"...

You dummies, cut it out!

Seriously, how does it start?

"Six o'clock, the church bells chime,"

"The flowers seem to speak in rhyme."

"Soon, she'll be
coming out of City Hall,"

"When she smiles at me,
I'm in her thrall,"

"If I don't talk to her tonight,
I'm gonna bawl!"

A new planet.

Please switch off your seat belt.

Ready for take-off?

Blast off!

Stop it, Matthew!

- Hey!
- Uzz...

- Oh sh*t!
- What?

- You could have worn something else.
- You too.

- How's it going?
- Fine.

Freeze!

Look at all these chicks...

Totally space-age!

We're going now, kids.

Good evening.

Hello, Mrs. Vidal.
Jean-Noel.

Go on inside.

Have a good time.
Philly, remember what we said.

Go easy on the "destroy".

No problem!

Happy New Year all the same.

Have fun.

I'll call you later, just to check.

- Yeah, call.
- Come on...

We're off!

I mean it, Phil.
Go easy on the "destroy".

You hear that, Philippe?

Hi, Remy.

That's not very futuristic.

That's how I see the future.
We'll all die.

- It's all going to pop.
- Spare us.

Karen's dad feels the same way.

So let it pop!

There's no way out.
It's a dead end.

More and more people think so.

It's Fat Boy Slim!

Come on, guys! Let's dance!

Why should I dance?

- Fat Boy Slim.
- f*ck Fat Boy Slim.

They left the fridge open.

Come and dance!

Come on,
tonight of all nights!

Dumb sh*t!
The potato chips!

It's 2000! f*ck the chips!

I'm dancing.

Won't you come dance?

Let me sweep up first.

sh*t, man!
I'm like a mutt in b*tch heaven!

What do you think of that girl?

Don't look!

- She's a bimbo.
- A bimbo?

She's no bimbo.

I like my women...
to look like real women.

Check this out.

What's up?

- Is Billoute here?
- I haven't seen him.

He said he'd get here early.

Beats me...

Come on...

I want to take off my coat.

- We'll come along.
- Leave them!



The year 2000!

You're off to some start.

I'm trying to be cool
because I'm the host.

In there.

Not here!

I have no condoms.

Lucky us.

What?

What a drag. No rubbers.

I want a baby.

Don't say that!

It's the right time.

It's one of your fertile days?

Wait a second...

- Don't freak.
- I'm not.

I need to think.

Don't think.

Fourteen, thirteen...

Wait...

Five, four, three...

two...

one...

No!

Excuse me.

It's stupid...

It's really stupid...

I wanted it to be tonight.

I couldn't, just like that.
Why tonight?

I just wanted...

to start something new
on January 1, 2000.

It's stupid, but I was into it.

I may not want a child.

I do.

You could have told me.

What for?

What would you have said?
Not now... not so soon...

No money. I need a better job.

It's tough.
Don't blame me for unemployment.

Oh yeah.
Unemployment, recession, pollution.

Lousy world, no future.
Same old story.

That's not it... I don't know...

It's a bad time. Let's wait.

Wait for what?

To think it over!

Keep thinking and Happy New Year.

Great start!

You never think things over.

Try this.
Industrial-strength stuff.

Just one hit.

Philippe...

There's tons of sand
in the bathroom.

There's tons of sand
in the bathroom.

Chill out...
We'll clean up tomorrow.

Can I have an ashtray?

Over there...
or in the kitchen.

Don't look, he's coming.

Not just in the suburbs!
I teach in Paris.

They don't do any work.

Kids spend more time watching TV
than in school.

It acts as a counter-culture.

The level's never been lower.

It's disastrous!

Billoute, I don't know
where the hell you are.

Too bad you missed midnight.

Here's the address again.



Second floor. At the Vidals'.

I hope you come soon.
I miss you...

Anybody home?

Anybody home?

What the hell...?

Excuse me...

Where are we?

Sorry, we're not from around here.

Want some chicken?

No.

- For how many?
- Five.

It's quite a shock.

It's all coming back...

It's incredible. You're so young.

I'm Ako.

- You're a what?
- Ako.

You can't understand.

You want a drink?

Come on,
let's go have a drink.

There's a bar over there
on the roof.

Sit down...

- What'll it be?
- Two beers.

Leffe, Heineken, Kronenbourg?

Two Buds.

Amazing...

Strange, isn't it?

You're mistaken.
I was at the Vidals'.

Clotilde and Philippe's party.

The plastic bag...

- Hold on, Sir.
- One thing at a time.

First the pictures.

Look.

This one.

- Who's that?
- It's you!

That's Lucy.
She was about 20 then, right?

See that?

Where did you get these?

Keep looking.

I like this one.

But...

- You?
- Yes.

I'm your son.

This one you have to see.

sh*t, Dad!

- Here?
- Perfect.

Wake up.

We're here.

Get up!

It's magic...

Here he is!

It's Gramps!

Lucky you!
For once we're all here!

I don't believe it.

Michel and Artémise
have 3 children:

Celestin, Claudine and Tom.

It must be overwhelming...

This is Juliette, my other daughter.

She and Achilles have 5:

Noham, Loubna, Youssef,
Virginia and Moutiou.

Gramps!

We roasted some pigeons and chickens.
They're almost done.

Some chicken!

And now the prettiest of all:

Marie-Jeanne, my wife.

Damn, he looks just like you!

And me? Am I invisible?

We're coming...

I can't walk, but that's no reason.

Madeleine... This has been
a bad month for her.

Dad?

It's good to see you.

Remember me?

Cut it out!
He hasn't even had you yet!

He just got here...

She's my sister. Your daughter.

She's wonderful.

I've seen snow!

Her life's been tough.
She was a real adventuress.

I've seen snow!

Shall we eat?

They're expecting me downstairs.
I should go...

No!

- Thanks anyway.
- What about my chicken?

I've been cooking for hours.

What do you mean, "I should go"?
You're staying here.

You can't always slip away.
Too easy!

I haven't been conceived,
but I won't shut up.

- Keep cool, Ako.
- Butt out!

I'm old enough to speak my mind.

Because... it's like
when I wanted to go into turkeys.

You were against it:
"No future in turkeys!"

You know how much
I make with turkeys?

You can add a zero!

"I should go..."
No. "I stay!"

"I face my responsibilities.
I listen to my son."

- Me?
- Not you.

This is no way...

- It's no way...
- You said...

What did you say?

That I'd take off my socks.

Take them off, Dad.

Yes, honey.
Take off your socks.

Or he'll never understand.

Should I?

Take off your socks?

It just started.
It's speeding up.

See?

sh*t.

Wow.
Gramps is here already?

Take his pulse.

Dad?

Jean-Claude, help me!

Just a second.

Ulysses,
where were you this morning?

Weren't you on ostrich duty?

Relax. I was with Blandine.
I'll do it tomorrow.

Is it today or tomorrow?

Yeah, right.

On the bed.

That Ulysses
is such a procrastinator!

Careful.

Where the hell is Blandine?

I don't know.
Out living her life.

It's moving up my leg-

Want some ointment?

- On what?
- On your gap.

Sure... Ointment!

Calm down! Stop being a pain.
I'm trying to help.

You said to be nice
and you're barking orders.

What can I do?
He treats me like a stranger.

Next he'll be calling me "Sir".

Daddy...

Feeling better?

sh*t!

- Dad!
- Come back!

Where are you going?

Okay... Let's say I'm your son.

My father.

My father. Yeah, whatever.

And that they're all your family.
Mine too.

Let's just skip that part...

What do you want?

- I want to exist.
- We want to exist.

Think of the children.

Our children.

We all want to exist.
You have to make me today.

And Madeleine in 3 years.
We'll do the rest.

What?

You and Mom made me
on January 1, 2000.

Go back down
and say you're sorry:

"I thought it over,
went to the future,

saw our son,
and he talked me into it.

He should live.
I'm proud of him."

What do I know? I don't know you!

Exactly.

Getting to know us
will help you decide.

You know,

this may sound stupid, but...

the problem with what doesn't exist,
with the unknown,

is that we don't know it.

If we knew the unknown, then...

No, no... I really don't think so.

Why not?

Children... for the time being,
I don't want children.

And bringing a child into today's world
is irresponsible.

Today's world! Which world?

You don't know today's world!

It's all new to you.

Stick around. Talk to people.
Get to know us.

We're not monsters, you know.

Silly me...

Seeing you makes me
see things differently.

To think of it, it's something
I never thought about.

I never thought about it.

Good idea...

Why not have children after all?

I'll go back home...

I'll talk it over with...
that mother of yours.

We'll work something out.

Not a bad idea.

- It worked...
- I'm not so sure.

I don't think so.

Gramps!

Hurry up!

Do you know
where Wagram Avenue is?

No.

Courcelles Road?

Sorry, no.

A square with a market.

There's a market that way.

Dad!

Gramps!

Let go of me!

Let go!

Calm down, Gramps!

- You okay, Lucy?
- Yeah. What's wrong?

Nothing, why?

Hello.

Have you seen Arthur?

A little while ago.
He went to the bathroom.

Okay.

sh*t...

It's normal.
Let him get used to it.

He hasn't eaten a thing.

I thought seeing you
would change everything.

Appeal to his emotions.
He's your father.

How do I do that?

Use yourself. Your memories.

Things in his future

that he may like.

Easier said than done.

Think again.
It's hard to drown a kitten.

I don't get it. Drown what?

Anything with it's life ahead of it.

You grow attached.

To what?

Come on! To kittens!

I see.

I'm the kitten?

Take it easy, Dad.

I don't know how to say this...

We all need a little...

tenderness.

Affection.

Love.

We're all little kittens.

What?

m*therf*cker! Old crackpot!

Forget the kitten strategy.

Listen up.
I've had enough of Gramps!

Just make him screw Granny!

Enough, Jean-Claude.
I want you to calm down!

Gramps, I know why you're scared
about having a child.

But children are love. They're life.

Does that sound ridiculous?

Totally ridiculous!

For you, parenthood
is out of date. Right?

That's too easy.
You can't just write off parenthood.

That's so amazingly immature.

At some point,
you have to take on responsibilities.

Just a minute, Virginia.

I'm talking to Gramps.
I'll be right there.

Where was I?

If you put it that way,
I sound totally stupid

and moralistic.

But there comes a time

when you can't bury your head
like an ostrich.

I'm no ostrich...

How can I explain it?
If you look back and see

lots of beautiful things which...

which you owe to your children.

Come help me!

I'm coming, damn it!

Virginia, stop screaming.
I'm talking with Gramps!

Come on!

Damn!

I'm at a loss for words.

"...but what draws together
two people of the opposite sex

"so powerfully and exclusively

"is the desire to live
inherent in the entire species,

"anticipating an objectification
of it's existence

"in line with it's intentions

in the individual
these beings create."

Good. I think...

I got through.
We're making progress.

Come on...

Don't look so glum.

With frowns like that,
I wouldn't make you!

What can we do?

Why won't you have children?
Tell me!

Why won't you do it?

Guess who we're going to see?

Leave Gramps alone.

You promise not to yell?

Matthew.

He's here?

You'll see.
He has a great house in the suburbs.

You used to take me and Madeleine
there for weekends.

We loved it.

We liked Matthew a lot.

That strange girlfriend of his too.

He never had children
because of their situation.

He always regretted it.

He'll tell you about it.

I'll drop you off and head back.
I have another client.

We're in a rush too.
Put the pedal to the metal.

Matthew?

He can't be far.

Matthew?

He doesn't recognize me.

Normal. He's blind.

Matthew, it's me. Arthur.

Louder. He's 94 years old.

Matthew!
Arthur's here to see you.

sh*t...

I think he's dead.

I'm sick of this sh*t!

What the hell am I doing here
in the armpit of the universe?

What for?
To come see my friend the mummy!

I don't know that guy.

Matthew's down there.
He's 28 years old.

He's partying and I'm joining him!

Wrong way.

Stop treating me like an as*h*le.
I get it now.

I'm going back to the party.

- Before you go...
- I'm going to party.

Dad!

Leave me alone!

Come on... It's not my fault.

I had no idea he'd be dead.

I thought
you'd like to see your pal.

He sure lived far away.

Did you bring any water by chance?

And me, am I dead?

Change the subject.
It's best you don't know.

No, why? Not at all...

- You died on the...
- No, no, okay.

Wait, it's best I don't know.

Go ahead...

You died in 2021... on June 16th.



I died really young.

I never imagined...

How? What did I die of?

No, I can't tell you that.

You can't tell me? Was it serious?

No... just at the end.

The last 10 years were pure hell.

But they were harder
on the rest of us.

You were too far gone to realize.

You definitely suffered.
But it was purely physical.

However,
when they started amputating...

I was just kidding!

Very funny.

You died a normal death.
No reason to get spooked.

I'm the one who's spooked?

You bet!

You're not spooked
by your disappearing legs?

I don't want to be here.

I do.

Oh yeah? Well, forget it.

You're not going anywhere.
I won't make you.

You won't make me?

I didn't hear that.

Why?

Are your ears disappearing too?

I may be going about this
all wrong...

All I can say is
maybe you died young,

but I...

I never really knew you.
I was 21.

Now I see you again...
I don't know...

I never could talk to you.

Even as a kid, I didn't know how.

I always felt like you didn't care.

Not at all...

Which way?

That way.

With children...

only the first two years are tough.

When they start talking, it's magic.

I said two years, but...

after a year, when they start walking,
it's the same.

Incredibly cute.

They're independent early on.

I can't go any further.

Can you go get a cab?

Yes?

This is a grocery?

Taxi!

They're back!

What happened?

So?

- I don't know.
- You don't know?

I need to think.

- To think?
- Relax, Jean-Claude.

Leave him.
It's good he's thinking.

Moutiou!

What's this?
Why are you tied up?

Can you take him?

I was playing with the five of them.
Moutiou tied me up.

Don't let them do that.

You shouldn't let them get away
with everything.

A father must set limits.
That's your job.

I can't always be setting limits.

Too many limits is bad.

A few can help.

Lucy?

No, I'm Blandine.

I'm Jean-Claude's daughter.

Ako's granddaughter.

Lucy was my great-grandmother.
We look alike?

Yeah.

Made up your mind?

Granny said you hadn't.

Yeah, no...

I totally understand.

You're young.

I feel the same way.
I'm not ready yet either.

I want to experience things.

Oh yeah?

- Do I think?
- No.

What's wrong?

sh*t...

Gramps!
Dad's going to k*ll you!

Me? Why?

Don't think! Come on!

Let's go to the basement!

Wait up, Gramps!

I'll help you to decide!
You'll screw Granny, believe it!

Are you nuts?

Come here and I'll show you!

- This way.
- Follow us.

Faster!

This way.

Dad! Stop!

Don't sh**t, Dad.
Don't, it's me.

Open UP, Ulysses!

I'm losing my arm.
I'll teach that as*h*le to decide!

Calm down. Think it over.

No use k*lling him.

You don't realize
you'll disappear too!

I'll stall him.

When he's like this,
there's no stopping him.

Open up
or I'll blow your brains out!

Come on!

Ulysses, let's talk this over.

I was young once,
I know what you're feeling.

We'll head up.
I'll help you get home.

You may think I'm a jerk.

If you have children, you'll see...

it's easy to be a jerk.

Fighting me won't change anything.

Shut the f*ck up!

Shut up? Watch your mouth!

I don't want the family
to disappear.

I'm not stupid. I won't k*ll him.

I just want to scare him.

Open up...

Will you calm down?

Yeah, come on...

Open up.

You let them leave.

Yes.

Little sh*t.

Are you stupid or what?
Violence won't help!

If he's dead, he can't make me.
Think a little!

Did talking get you anywhere?

So stop preaching.

I'll try my way.
I'm disappearing too.

Antique dealers?

They bring up stuff
from under the sand.

Ready!

By the way...

when you said

you wanted to experience things
before having children...

I meant sexually.

You never wanted to try stuff
with someone

besides Lucy?

Yeah.

Me too.

I don't know how people

can decide on one person
to have children with.

It's scary, isn't it?

Yeah, yeah, it's scary.

Super scary.

sh*t, it's Dad!

He's totally nuts!

I've never seen him like this.

Not existing must really
stir things up for him.

Let's get help.

So?

He must have made it down.

He's dead meat!

Cool it, Jean-Claude.

Listen to your mother.

Go home.
Your father will work it out.

Yeah, I'll work it out.

I love it when it burns...

Have you seen Bob?

No, I haven't. Are you staying?

No, I have to find Bob.

Wait...

What are you doing?

Have you seen Arthur?

Lucy?

Do I know you?

Why are you staring at me?

You look like my mother.

Do I?
Is that some kind of compliment?

- I'm looking for Arthur.
- Me too, but...

He's not here?

I think so, but I can't find him.

You work together?

Yes, yes, that's right.

Sorry, I'm a little...

Maybe he's in the kitchen.

The kitchen?

- Where is it?
- That way.

- Excuse me.
- My fault.

Where's Lucy going?

Why are you staring at me?

Because...

you remind me of my father.

Do I?

What f*cking nerve, Billoute!
Standing me up tonight!

You're the stupid one.
He's 18. What do you expect?

You're right.

I'm finished cradle-robbing.

It's so weird...
that I look like your mother.

It's weird for me too.

I loved my mother.

She was so...

Are you crying?

Don't cry...

Go on.

Ask him to dance.
She won't care.

Don't cry.

Want something to drink?

I'll be right back.

You're feeling better?

Want to dance?

No, I have to find my father.

Your father?

No, Arthur.

He knows where your father is?

Yes, no, actually...

Let's dance.

The family's looking for you.
Gramps went down.

Gramps? You mean Ako?

Isn't Blandine with you?

She's over there
with "whoozit"... Bob.

I'll take you on Scooter.

Come on.

- This is Scooter?
- Yeah.

Is she a two-seater?

You knew Boris Vian?

He was from the 50s.
I'm from the 90s.

- I heard the 90s were cool!
- How do you know?

My books.

Yeah? So was it cool then?

Yeah, I'll say.

They're still there.

Can I come along?

No, Ulysses.
Things are screwed up enough.

And, I don't know
how to get there.

I have an idea.

Hide in there.

It's a café. Go on!

Dad!

Granny!

- I found him!
- Where?

At the Groove!

Bye, Gramps.

Thanks.

I looked all over.
I thought you'd left.

I meant to ask...

Not now. I have to...

Where were you?

With Blandine. I mean Ulysses.

- I'll leave you two.
- Do that.

Is Ulysses that old guy?

No. He's...

An old guy asked for you.

An old guy? What did he say?

- We danced.
- You two danced?

He was strange.
He cried over his mother.

Jesus... What did you do?

I let Rosemonde console him.

Wait...

And... I've been thinking.

I'd like us to talk.

Wait, I have to find this guy
because...

What are you doing?

Rosemonde, butt out.
Off the table!

Get down from there!

Calm down. Go home now.

Are you crazy?

Please, don't interfere.

But Dad, I just wanted to say goodbye.
I couldn't up there.

You can't imagine...
seeing you and Mom...

He's...

- Who?
- No one.

- I'm family.
- Sure.

Time for bed...

I can't find the words.
We're so far away,

but for me you're close.

I remember...
It's all coming back now...

The vacations, the picnics...

Christmas in the sand. The turkeys.

Daddy!

Mommy!

It's bedtime.
He can't hold his liquor.

I can drop him off.
I'll take the car.

No, he doesn't need a ride...

Come on. Move it!

Charles invited me.

- No Charles here.
- Pierre then.

No Pierre either.

- What's your name?
- Clotilde.

You told me to come.

Sorry, we're full up.

Where's Gramps?

No Gramps here. Don't bother.

Millennium doesn't mean open house.

It's Matthew. He's just a kid!

Open up!

Turn it off.

- What?
- Turn it off.

The music? You're sick!
These are k*ller vibes!

Screw the vibes!

Have you lost it? Stop!

Attention, please!

I'm sorry!

I'll get the keys.

I know what I'm doing.

Sorry to be a party-peeper,
but it's too crowded.

I'm asking you nicely:

If you weren't invited,

be nice and leave.

You've gone too far!

Seriously, there are limits...

It's out of control.

We're here to have fun.


Yes?

f*cking hell!

Hey.

I want to live. Ulysses does too.

Me too. You'll screw Granny!

Let go of me!

I want to live!

You weren't invited.
Arthur, you know him?

No, I mean yes.

You'll get to know me.

I just want to exist.
Then I'll go home.

No, go home now!

It's 2000. We're just joking around.
No big deal.

It is a big deal! You go too!

Screw you all!
This is my only millennium party!

Philippe!

Philippe, come help me!

Wait, just let me pull myself together.

Clotilde, chill out.

Yeah, it's 2000.

f*ck the year 2000!

It's Mom and Dad's place!

Why is the carpet soaked?

I'll go look.

I feel better now.

Who are they? I don't know them!

Me neither. If they leave,
we'll never know them!

He may be a friend.
What if he's my son?

Yeah.

I don't know my son either.
I want to.

You don't know the unknown.
Ready for the future?

Look at you!
Think you'll live on Mars?

Look! You see that kid there?

My great-grandson.
He wasn't invited!

There's wine. Sand everywhere!
All over the toilet!

And there'll be lots more sand!
And it's no big deal!

What the f*ck...?

Kader!

Clotilde!

Get out! Get out!

What the hell?
Don't talk to my father that way!

My sledgehammer!

My sledgehammer...

It's not...

I tried to say so
but no one listened.

What's wrong?

What happened?

Let's go.

Hold on...
We're going to the bathroom.

That did me good.

You have to go.
You can't stay here.

Dad, can you give me a hand?

I know I'm heavy but...

try to understand. I want to live.

Jean-Claude too.

And Artémise.

And Juliette, Claudine,

and Tom...

And Sophie, Virginia and...

What's his name?

- Moutiou!
- Yeah, Moutiou.

Will you think it over?

Who was that guy?

Your son.

Very funny.

It's no big deal.

What's no big deal?

What happened earlier.

If you're not ready, we'll wait.

Let's not fight about it.

You're right. We'll wait...

Because money-wise...

Billoute, if you didn't get
my other messages,

I hope you get this one because...

I wanted to say you're a jerk-off.

Keep jerking off.
It's what you do best.

I won't say goodbye. So long.

Why are you staring at me?

Anyway, we're not in a rush.

So it's no big deal.

You think so?

If you think about it...

Yeah...

What a night today was!

What'll it be?

A coffee.

It's crazy how much
you look like Mom!

Will Arthur be coming back up?

No.

Your hair's full of sand.

Wait, I'll be right back.
I'm going...

I came to tell you...

I spoke with Lucy.
She agrees the time's not right.

I feel bad for all of you, but...

It's for the best.
If you think it over,

Lucy has to get a raise.
I need a better job.

For the time being,
I'm just a trainee.

I make 5600 francs gross.

That means 4500 net.

We pay 3800 in rent.

You can't understand all this...

It's not much.

It's for you too.
If we can't give you the basics,

what children need...

schooling, toys...

Toys?

Don't they need toys?

Sure they do.

So there...

No hard feelings?

What?

Nothing.

Excuse me. I'm sorry.

Don't forget your g*n.

You want some help?

Thanks. You don't mind?

So long. Thanks.

Hold on.
My sledgehammer's inside.

Do you need any help?

No, it's okay.

I'll get my ski jacket.

I'm going clubbing now.

What are you talking about?

It's only 9 o'clock!

It's 2000!

Where do you live?

Lacepede Road.

With your parents?

Yeah, yeah...

I can drop you off.
I have a car.

If you want,
you can come by for a drink...

Yeah...

You came by scooter.

Yeah, but it's no problem.

She's on the roof.
I tied her up.

Bob will come and give her some hay.

Okay...

Have you seen my ski jacket?

Orange, with bright stripes?

I don't believe it.

Someone took off with my ski jacket!

Excuse me.

I didn't see you. Sorry.

Ready?

You're leaving with Nathalie?

Bye, Clotilde.
Thanks. Happy New Year.

Happy New Year.

I don't remember a thing.

I'll give you something to remember.

See you.

Why are you still here?

I'm waiting for them.

- Take care.
- Happy New Year.

What's wrong?

f*cking hell!
Someone took off with my bike!

- Can we help?
- Got a car?

- No, but I'll lend you a sweater.
- I'll be fine...

f*cking hell!

So long, Matthew.

See you soon.

What is it?

Let's go.

Half and half.

Oh yeah. Half and half.

At least...

Is it a problem?

Good.

Isn't it better this way?

If it's not a problem,
it's better.

g*dd*mn! f*ck it!

f*ck the millennium!

Cool!

We're far down without the sand.

- How old are you?
- 18.

- Shut up, Rosemonde.
- I didn't say a word.

I thought I heard something.

I was born in '52.

Yeah, yeah, sure... Me too!

Happy New Year!

You too.

Happy New Year!

Not bad!
Somebody lucked out last night.

Want to play space monsters?

Take me in your flying saucer.

Never ever?

No.

There's a first time for everything.

This is the first time...

No big deal.

What?

It's the year 2000.

The year 2000.

I'll go to the bank on Monday.
You don't need cash till then.

So what's the problem?

What happened, Clotilde?

What did I tell you?

To go easy on the "destroy"!

Dad, I think...

let's use the year 2000

so we can all get off
to a fresh start.

A fresh start?

Yeah, a fresh start.

Starting in 2000.

What are you thinking about?

If it's a boy,
we'll call him "Ako".

Why Ako?

Why not?

Maybe.

See that? Sand...

Yeah...