[indistinct background chatter]
Was Teophane Tolbiac
actually a native?
I think he can
do great things...
[indistinct conversations]
[can crackles, clatters]
[indistinct chatter]
[woman] Good evening.
[woman 2] Good evening.
Excuse me, I work
for the newspaper L'Union...
[woman 2] Yes?
I wanted to see
if it would be possible
-to interview
Mr. Tolbiac at the end...
-Do you have your press badge?
Uh, no, I don't have a badge.
-[sputters] I'm an intern.
-Ah. Got you.
Well, if L'Union wants
an interview with Teophane,
they should've sent
a real journalist,
but thanks.
[speaks indistinctly]
Laurence, you
took those off the seats?
Well, yeah, if he sees them,
it'll stress him out.
-[switch clicks]
-[audience exclaims softly]
-[upbeat music plays]
-[audience cheering, clapping]
[bottle hisses open]
-Thanks a lot!
-[airhorns blowing]
Thank you guys.
Cherished friends,
dear residents
of Roisson, all of you,
thank you for
accepting our invitation
and being here this evening.
Tonight is an important moment
for our campaign.
It's a moment to gather
all of our strength
and approach the last weeks
of the campaign
with the very
utmost conviction.
-[woman in audience] Yes!
-[audience cheering, clapping]
[air horn blows]
[Tolbiac] You know,
three years ago,
when I came back to Roisson
to take care of my grandmother,
[distantly] I never
thought I would end up
settling here permanently.
It wasn't the plan, no,
why would I have left Paris?
That's what my opponents
keep giving me grief for.
And I read and I hear,
"Teophane Tolbiac,
the Parisian,
"the elite guy
from the left bank
or whatever."
But to all
of that talk, I reply,
"Look, I was
raised in Cormontreuil.
I now live in Roisson..."
[crickets chirping]
[woman] Yeah. are you busy?
It was amazing.
Teophane did a great job.
We're all very proud.
Uh, I'm pretty sure I counted
at least 155 people.
More would've been nice.
Anyway, it was seriously great.
Yeah. That works.
All right then.
-Yves?
-Mm-hmm?
Could you slow down a bit?
[Yves] Mm.
Appreciate it.
[car doors opening, shutting]
Thanks, Yves.
-See you tomorrow?
-[Yves] See you tomorrow.
-[Tolbiac] Drive safe.
-Mm.
-[beep]
-[mechanical humming]
[can hisses open]
[inhales, exhales sharply]
Got a flat tire?
Yeah.
Where are you headed to?
Cormontreuil.
Thanks.
-Ah, that won't fit in here.
-Oh, I'll just
pull the seats down.
Right.
So were you over
at The Tourterelles?
I don't know. What's that?
It's an old hotel.
During Covid they closed,
and now they
turned it into a...
swingers club,
you know? Mm?
Never heard of it.
I was over in Roisson
for a political meeting.
Apparently, a lot of sex
going on at The Tourterelles.
Huh?
And what are you?
Spanish? Portuguese?
I'm Portuguese.
Ah. That's what I figured.
Yeah? What's that mean.
Oh, nothing. Nothing at all.
It's just, you know,
in the political world,
we like to put
the voters in boxes.
-Oh. So you're in politics?
-Yeah.
Well, no. I've been
driving politicians
for 30 years,
officials, deputies...
And right now,
the candidate I'm working for
is the one
you saw speak tonight.
-You're driving
for Teophane Tolbiac?
-Yup.
-Anyway, I thought
he was great this evening.
-Ah.
If you say so. I'm not so sure.
You're his driver,
and you don't support him?
Teophane Tolbiac?
You know what that man is,
because I'll tell you.
Before he got
into politics, he was
just a small time writer,
dreaming about
publishing bestsellers.
So his first book
did pretty well,
and it even won some awards.
But the second one,
ah, the critics
destroyed it. Hated it.
A 600-page paperweight.
Pretentious, self-absorbed.
Honestly, well, there
was no holding back.
A huge flop commercially,
I'm telling you. Huh?
Aw. Then he's depressed.
Then finally, he
returned to Roisson.
Then one morning he woke up
and he thought,
"Hey, why don't I
be the town's mayor, huh?"
Well, no, no wait,
it was actually his wife.
Geraldine.
His wife put
the plan in his head.
And she
spends money like crazy,
buys everything.
Because she just
wants to be the wife
of the mayor of Roisson.
That's all that matters to her.
-Do you know her?
-No.
I'll tell you what,
he's an idiot,
but that b*tch,
she's the problem.
Okay, you can drop me off,
I can walk from here.
You know the worst part?
It's that his opponents, well,
they're just as stupid as him.
So the Tolbiac folks
manage to snag a few voters,
'cause how could they not.
And if their opponents
weren't so useless,
Tolbiacs would've been done
then and there.
Trust me, I know
the Roissonians inside-out,
and I'll tell you right now,
he'll never win.
Because they're never voting
for an ex-Parisian,
and definitely not some f*gg*t.
He's not some f*gg*t.
-Come on, he's married.
-That whole farce
is total bullshit.
Please, they pretend
they're the perfect couple,
but it's just for the campaign.
It's all for show, it's acting,
-it's a role.
-Okay, drop me off here.
-I want to get out.
-Chirac and Sarkozy,
at least they had a vision!
-They're doing this
for themselves.
-I said stop the car!
The Tolbiacs are the very worst
kind of people.
Whoa! What, are you crazy?
[tires squeal]
Man, what's
the matter with you,
are you nuts?
[Yves groans]
[gasps]
[groaning]
[breathing heavily]
[panting]
[screams]
[alarm beeping]
[man on radio]
And, well, good luck,
you know, if...
Well, if you call in now,
Say "Skyrock"...
and win 1500 euros in cash!
And yeah, guys, anyone can win,
it's super simple,
all you need is a phone.
We pick numbers at random
from all the phone directories
in France...
-Get up.
-[man groans]
[mechanical whine from shutter]
JB, get up.
Ah, no, you're being cruel.
[children chattering
in the distance]
-Hey.
-Hey, you.
-You were in
the dream I was having.
-Oh, yeah? Was it interesting?
Interesting?
I don't know about all that.
From the looks of it,
it was very interesting!
-You wanna take that off?
-Yeah.
-What's up, are you cold?
-No.
-Why, are you cold?
-No, I'm actually super hot.
Really, really hot.
-[grunts]
-You all right?
[woman laughing]
-[man] Damn...
-[woman speaks indistinctly]
Those two are
getting on my last nerve.
[phone buzzing]
-Your phone's ringing.
-Hang on.
Damn, it's work.
-Hello.
- [man] Yeah, hi, Paolo.
Listen, I'm sorry,
but we need you.
Manu broke his leg and we
don't have anyone to move
Mister Poncin's piano.
-He lives in Roisson.
-Well... But we agreed
that's not my zone.
Yeah, I know. But we really
don't have anyone else
available right now.
Okay. Sounds like
I don't have a choice.
Yeah, I don't have
any other options.
Okay, thanks.
-This guy at work, he got hurt.
-Mm?
So we have to fill in
for him in Roisson.
I hate being sent over there.
-Just go.
-The clients suck.
-What is it?
-I have to go
to work, too. I'm late.
But, we still
have a little time.
We'll finish this later.
-Hang on, babe.
Like, five minutes?
-No.
-Three minutes?
-No!
sh*t! This chick is so ugly!
-Wanna go
to Amelie Loupiac's birthday?
-No.
No, but thanks.
[man] Everything okay?
Fantastic, sir.
One, two... and...
Excuse me, could you
please step back, sir?
-You'll make it? Are you sure?
-Sir, don't worry.
We do this every day.
I wanted a freight lift,
it would've been much easier.
It's only one flight of stairs,
this is much faster, sir.
Listen, I'm the one
paying for your service.
Sir, this is our job.
We do it all week long.
Yes, and because
of that, you end up
paying less attention.
And you're tilting it too much.
That will damage it.
It's... it's a very fragile,
very rare instrument.
You see that? It went great.
[sighs]
Let's do this.
[piano playing]
Damn, every
single person in Roisson
is a pain in the a*s!
Do they send you
over here a lot?
Huh?
What's up, who is that?
-Is it Adele again?
-Hey, just leave me alone, man.
You know, it's funny, weren't
you the one always saying,
"Guys become
total losers when
they're in a relationship."
Dude...
You're the one who's
turning into an old man
with this whole marriage thing.
Yeah, so what, man? I own it.
I've got no problem with that.
Hey, you're
getting married and
you're gonna regret it, bud.
Enjoy yourself,
while you can, p*ssy.
I'm telling you,
you gotta set some
hard boundaries right away.
Or three months
from now, she's
telling you she's knocked up,
and you're not gonna
know what hit you.
-Paolo! Paolo!
-[horn honking]
Watch the car, damn it!
[tires squealing]
[woman] Oh my God,
what happened?
Are you okay? Are you hurt?
-You weren't injured, were you?
-No, no, we're fine.
Hey, you a f*cking maniac
or what?
-Sorry, I don't know
what happened.
-And that idiot!
He didn't even stop,
what was that about?
-Oh my gosh. That was scary.
-Who's that over there?
Him? That's Teophane Tolbiac.
The very next mayor of Roisson!
His name isn't
Teophane Lenormand?
Well, yes. But he changed it.
Were you two friends?
Yeah, I think so.
I don't know any more.
I'll give you a minute
to calm down,
and if you want,
I can explain his platform.
Because with Teophane...
-Excuse me, ma'am.
We're not voters.
-...everything will change.
Oh, no, but you
can't say that!
[coworker]
I'm taking the wheel.
At least take a pamphlet.
[coworker] Bro,
what are you doing?
-Come on, let's move it!
-[woman] You boys take care
of yourselves, okay?
-Have a nice day.
-And be sure
to read that pamphlet!
Teophane is holding
a rally Saturday night!
Come see him speak!
-[man] Good evening,
Teophane Tolbiac.
-[Tolbiac] Good evening.
- [man] How are you?
- [Tolbiac] I'm doing
very well, thank you.
[man] So, we obviously
don't know you yet, but I'm
gonna give you my review.
It's just a matter
of a few weeks...
-Let's see... it looks
like five weeks...
-[coworker] Who is that guy?
[man] You're going to release
-your first novel...
-[coworker]
Yo, I'm talking to you
...The House of My Brother.
And heads up, this is talent.
It's quite impressive.
It's terrifying,
and it's masterfully crafted
from the first page
to the last,
your debut novel.
[phone buzzing]
Hello?
[man] I'm at the venue
for the wedding. You need
to get over here, right now.
-What's happening?
-There was a water leak.
Come on, hurry up!
Okay, I'll head over.
-Excuse me.
-[staff] How
can I help you?
Do you have either
of these novels used,
by chance?
No, sorry, we
don't carry anything used.
Would you like me
to see if we have
those two in pocket size?
-Yeah, sure.
-Let me see...
All right.
-[keyboard clacking]
-Okay, Tolbiac...
This one was
never published in that size,
and this other one here...
Not in stock.
Should I order it for you?
No, that's fine, I'll buy them.
Okay. You hear
he could be the next mayor?
Well, sh*t.
-The water got in somehow.
-What happened?
The fiberglass insulation
got soaked, and it
freaking collapsed.
We'll never find a venue
in three weeks, it's over.
Damn, yeah, everything else
is gonna be rented out.
No, wait, they're
gonna have to find us
another location.
I mean, it's not our fault,
it's on the agency
to find a solution.
Did you hear what he said?
Everything's already
been booked out.
No one's
canceling their wedding
just to please us.
Yeah, obviously.
We're in deep sh*t.
There were others,
but they were too expensive.
-Like how much?
-Like a thousand more.
Yeah, sorry, guys. But look,
you know what, I'm on it.
I'll find a venue.
I'm your wedding planner,
it's my mission, okay?
You can count
on me. I'll find one.
-Let's do this.
-JB, stop, it's all right.
It's my mission, I'll find one.
-He won't find one.
-Well, yeah, of course
he won't find one.
-We have to handle it.
-I'll pretend
I didn't hear that.
I'm gonna find one.
You feel me?
-We good? I am finding
a venue, all right?
-Mm-hmm.
-How about
a little trust? Yeah.
-We trust you, just breathe.
-Breathe.
Great, deeper. All right.
-I am breathing!
There it is.
[indistinct background chatter]
What are you doing,
why aren't you sleeping?
What's that?
It's a book by this guy
who went to my school.
Oh. Did you buy it?
No, the guy
whose piano we were
moving this morning had them.
He set some books aside
to donate to Emmaus.
I knew who it was right
when I saw him.
-Oh yeah?
-I couldn't believe it.
He's running in
the next election to become
the mayor of Roisson.
How'd you find that out?
There are posters everywhere.
Two novels
this guy's already put out.
And he's won awards,
and he's been on TV a bunch.
He's already done so much,
and we were at the same school.
Well, you've
done plenty of stuff.
Yeah? What have I done?
Well, I don't know...
We're getting married.
Both of us are working.
You sell ice cream in Reims,
and I move pianos.
[chuckles]
Don't talk about it that way.
I don't know, I just suddenly
felt so useless, you know?
We may
not have accolades, but...
we're happy.
Of course we're happy.
Give me a drag.
[JB laughing]
[woman] Man,
what's he watching now?
-[JB continues laughing]
-[woman] What movie
is this? [gasps]
-[JB gags, resumes laughing]
-[man on TV] Look how
beautiful she's going to be.
-[Paolo] Damn, whoa
that's disgusting!
-[woman] Ew...
[Paolo] Babe,
he's really messed up.
[woman laughing]
[music playing]
[music fades]
[door opens]
[woman] Oh, I'm
so glad you're here!
Do you remember me?
Yeah.
I just knew I'd see you again,
you can't stop serendipity!
Uh, yeah, well,
I was in the neighborhood.
But, I checked out
the platform online,
it's pretty good...
Well, do you live in Roisson?
You're not familiar...
No, I live in Cormontreuil.
In that crappy suburb.
Ah. So you
can't vote in this district?
-Well, no.
-That's such a shame.
But, listen,
if you'd like to help out,
you know, we're always
looking for people, we can
use the extra assistance.
Do you have time
to come in for a moment?
I can explain a little bit
about what we do,
and you can meet the team?
Uh, I have to work now.
[chuckles]
Well, give me your email.
Why email? Is it...
That way, I can send you
some info about Teophane.
Go ahead, tell me.
Uh... Paolodacosta@free.fr.
@free.fr. Great.
Got it, Paolo.
-Are you
the water delivery guy?
-What?
Do you deliver
the water jugs?
No, not at all! This is Paolo.
He checked out
the platform online,
and he's very interested.
He even
told me he'd come to
the campaign rally on Saturday.
Ah, that's wonderful.
Okay, I really
have to head out.
I'll be seeing you, Paolo.
[woman 2] Who's that guy?
My new boyfriend.
Obviously.
[man] You crazy or what?
Hundred twenty-five kilometers.
Driving in cities
is impossible.
-Jose, hey, look out!
-[people jeering]
-I can serve everyone.
-[woman] No, no, no.
I'll handle it.
-Hey, pour
some more for Winnie.
-Smells good, huh?
-Pop, want some wine?
-[woman] No.
-You sure?
-[woman] No, the doctor
said just one glass.
-Oh, Mom, a little more
wouldn't be that bad.
-You do what you want, okay?
You want to k*ll your father,
I'm really not bothered.
And I won't try to stop you.
Mom, do you remember
Teophane Lenormand?
-Huh?
-When we were kids,
he came to swim here.
I knew several Teophanes.
-Was he in your year?
-No, two years younger.
And he was training for the...
the junior championships
for France, and he'd bring
his own private coach...
-He lived with his grandmother.
-[Paolo] Yeah, that's right.
-[woman] I do remember.
-[Paolo] Well, I ran
into him recently.
And he's running
in the election, in Roisson.
-[woman] Oh.
-Right? He wants to become--
-[Jose] What's that?
-[woman] What?
-You put chicken
in the feijoada?
-Yeah, well, it's for Diogo.
[Jose] You know
chicken doesn't go in feijoada.
[woman] Oh. So it's okay
that you put fish in it?
[man] Come on,
he doesn't eat pork,
so we're
not gonna serve halouf.
-[Jose] Regardless.
Chicken is a no-go.
-Come on, Jose, it's fine.
Just shut your mouth okay?
[Jose] I'm just saying you
don't put chicken in feijoada.
[man] So you're
a food critic now? Look at you!
[Jose] I swear, I'm not even
allowed to speak anymore.
[man] Just eat it,
it's not gonna hurt you.
[Jose] I don't have the right
to say a word with this family.
Stop! Stop!
You're impossible, you know?
-[Jose] I can't say anything.
-[man] Mom, why are
you closing the window?
[woman] Because I don't want
the whole town to hear us!
Hang on...
They're gonna
hear us loud and clear.
♪ If you're
proud and Portuguese
clap your hands! ♪
♪ If you're
proud and Portuguese
clap your hands! ♪
♪ If you're proud
and Portuguese ♪
♪ If you're proud
and Portuguese ♪
♪ If you're
proud and Portuguese
clap your hands! Hey! Hey! ♪
[woman] Great. Happy now?
Just close the window,
now please?
[man 2] Yeah,
I'll close it, okay.
I'm just saying,
sorry, but chicken really
doesn't belong in feijoada.
-[others groan]
-Don't eat it
if you don't want it.
Then you'll be
less of a fat a*s.
-You say
you're sorry, understand?
-Exactly.
No way, I'm not
gonna do that, look at him,
-he's a fatso, it--
-Your brother's depressed!
Can you try to be
nice to him, please!
[man 2] I don't care
if he's depressed!
[woman] You don't care?
-[man 2] Am I wrong?
He's way too fat!
-[woman] Shut up!
-[man 2] He's fat! Everyone
says it, even Winnie!
-[woman] Shut your mouth!
Hilario, shut it.
I never said that.
-Love you, too, Winnie.
-You're f*cking
pissing me off now.
Hey just stop
provoking him, will you please?
All right, if you're all
gonna g*ng up on me.
That's fine, Jose.
You're not gonna eat it?
I'm happy to have
your halouf-free feijoada.
[Jose] Oh, come on, don't start
insulting the Prophet.
[Hilario] Hey, I'm not
insulting the prophet!
Not at all.
-[Jose] Yes, you are
insulting the Prophet!
-What are you talking about?
-Impossible.
-I'm not insulting any Prophet!
-That's totally ridiculous!
-[woman] Stop it, both of you!
Knock it off already.
I'm fed up already, Hilario.
I'm sick of this!
This is all your fault.
[indistinct chatter]
[whistle blows]
[Winnie] Paolo?
You all right?
They're driving me crazy.
All of them.
Do you wanna go see a movie
with JB and the girls tonight?
Maybe.
JB's really excited
about this horror movie.
I'm not sure what it's about,
it's probably bad.
Thanks, I'll be
all right, though. It's fine.
I'm gonna go for a ride.
I need to blow off some steam.
You can head out if you want.
-Are you sure?
-Mm-hmm.
[indistinct background chatter]
Do you have your press badge?
No, I don't have a badge. I...
-I'm an intern.
-Ah. Gotcha.
Well, if L'Union wants
an interview with Teophane,
they should've sent
a real journalist, but thanks.
Laurence!
What're you doing?
[conversation
continues indistinctly]
We've got to go.
-[indistinct]
-Okay, fine, I'll go...
-[switch clicks]
-[audience exclaims softly]
-[upbeat music playing]
-[audience cheering, clapping]
[airhorns blowing]
Thank you, guys!
Thank a lot, cherished friends.
Dear residents of Roisson,
all of you, thank you
for accepting our invitation
and being here this evening.
Tonight represents
an important moment
for our campaign.
It's a moment to gather
all of our strength
and approach these
last weeks of the campaign with
the very utmost conviction.
[audience cheering, clapping]
[airhorns blowing]
[Tolbiac] You know,
three years ago,
when I came back to Roisson
to look after my grandmother,
I never thought I'd end up
settling here permanently.
It wasn't the plan you know,
I had my life in Paris.
That's what my opponents
keep giving me grief for.
And I read and I hear,
"Teophane Tolbiac,
the Parisian...
-"the elite guy from
the left bank or whatever."
-[audience jeering]
But to all
of that talk, I reply,
"Look, I was
raised in Cormontreuil.
I now live in Roisson,
in our beautiful Sarcy Forest.
And I married
a woman from Reims."
So let me tell you,
our region absolutely
runs in my veins.
-[audience clapping]
-I didn't parachute in
from out of nowhere,
and I simply want
the very best for our city.
[audience cheering, clapping]
[Tolbiac] When I returned,
I didn't fully grasp
the extent of...
of the disastrous management
of our municipality,
misappropriations of funds,
even embezzlement,
all proven,
and charges will be brought.
That's just a taste
of Mayor Houdremont's
scandalous style of governance
over five terms.
-And he's seeking a sixth.
-[audience jeering]
[Tolbiac] Everyone recognizes
the gravity of this situation.
The people of Roisson
finally want to put
an end to this shame,
the shame
of this administration's
despicable methods,
and turn the page
on the dark reign
of Mayor Andre Houdremont.
[audience cheering, clapping]
[airhorns blowing]
[Tolbiac] Our city is rich.
Known for its Champagne,
its prestige, its golf course.
So why have some
of our neighborhoods
been left so neglected?
How do we explain
the state of our public schools
or our hospitals?
Trust me when I say
that we have to restore,
and give new meaning
to the words,
"sharing and redistribution."
He's doing wonderful
up there. Well done.
These words are
not profane at all.
This is a choice!
Our city can no longer remain
in the hands of a group
that behaves like the mafia.
And yes, I did say, "mafia."
It's a group that has been
profiting at the expense
of the taxpayer
for far too many years.
[women] Teophane! Teophane!
Teophane! Teophane!
[cheering continues]
Jacket off?
As the future mayor,
I want a city
that's more humane,
more equitable,
but above all, more united.
I want access to culture
for as many as possible.
And I want Roisson
to shine worldwide...
through the virtue of our
City of Champagne Project...
This project is a disgrace.
It's disgraceful, and we'll do
everything we can to oppose it.
Ah. It's you Mister Colas,
I was wondering if
you'd attend tonight.
Hang on, you
didn't even consult us,
and it's happening on our land!
Please, Mister Colas.
As always, when
you speak on this issue,
I give the same answer.
and it's the fact that
this project is still
only in the planning phase,
'cause I'm sure
it's perfectly clear,
I am still not the mayor.
-[audience laughs]
-You know what you're doing?
Reminds me of the Nazis.
-[audience jeers]
-[Colas] Yeah, I stand by it!
In any case, we'll never
vote for you and your
stupid museum project.
All right, that's enough,
you can sit down.
-No, I won't sit down.
-I said sit down!
-Hands off. What the f*ck?
-Just get outta here.
You can all f*ck off, you hear?
Have a good
evening, Mister Colas.
Make sure
you watch that road.
Well... if you'll allow me to,
then I'll conclude.
you may have
noticed, we've got, uh,
that tropical heat
kinda taking over in here,
forcing us to keep this brief
so we can go quench our thirst.
So tonight, I've laid out
the main tenets
which outline
the core principals
of our platform.
What I want
to leave you with
is this statement of intent.
I came back to Roisson
so that, together, all of us
can put an end to the reign
of Mayor Andre Houdremont.
[audience cheering, clapping]
[Tolbiac] And tonight,
I publicly commit to you
that I will give our city
the face that it merits,
and that face is that
of the city of tomorrow!
And I ensure that
you'll finally have the right
of ownership of your city!
[audience cheering loudly,
clapping continues]
Thank you very much! Thanks.
[airhorn blowing]
[man] [distant]
Damn it, what was that?
You left me two empty chairs.
Two empty chairs
right in front of me, honestly,
no, really, seriously,
what am I supposed
to do with that?
Next time, put
our team members there.
Don't ever do that to me again.
You'd already
started, I didn't think
it mattered, I'm sorry...
And why wasn't he there?
Garini. Do we know anything?
[Geraldine] Well, I've
been calling his secretary
all night, no answer.
It's really annoying.
Here, have this.
f*ck.
Hey! Teophane!
-That was incredible.
-Mm.
That was excellent,
you hear me?
-Yeah, yeah, I felt it. It was.
-They were
completely behind you.
They were super attentive.
They were engaged.
[Tolbiac] Yeah, sure.
But, still I...
-[Geraldine] Even
with Colas, you nailed it.
-[Tolbiac laughs]
That was hell,
I'm telling you. Hell.
She's right, though.
That was your best speech.
-Yeah, yeah, I agree, for sure.
-You're a sweetheart.
-Absolutely. Yes.
-[Laurence] Exactly.
-I was in tears. [laughing]
-Thanks a lot.
-Go on, get changed
for the after party.
-Thank you.
I mean, really,
because it looks
like you were at the pool.
But you still look great!
[tapping noises from stall]
[zipper rasps]
[Tolbiac] [sighs] Let's go.
[exhales] It's gonna be fine.
[sighs] Back to it.
[crowd exclaims, clapping]
Thanks a lot.
[indistinct chatter]
Paolo?
Over here, Paolo!
Teophane?
Geraldine, I'd like
to introduce you
to Paolo Da Costa,
a new recruit that fate
has delivered to us.
-Good evening.
-Good evening.
And he even promised
he would give his all
to the campaign.
Actually, no, I...
I never said that I w--
I believe whatever
Lauren tells me. She never
lies to me, so... careful.
[Lauren] That's right.
Anyway, thanks for being here.
And thanks
for handling Mr. Colas.
Wait a minute,
you were the guy...
-That's him, yes.
-Oh, thanks.
Appreciate it.
That was great,
super interesting.
You're very well-spoken.
I swear, I'm
always impressed when
people like you speak, it...
it seems like you do it with...
I don't know,
such ease, really.
-Thank you.
-And I wanted
to tell you, actually,
we went to the same school
in Cormontreuil.
-[Laurence] Oh, really?
-Mm-hmm.
I knew it was you
the minute I saw the posters.
After this, I'll be over.
-Really? To Poincare?
-I'll come later. All right?
Yeah. Yeah,
also for junior high.
Sorry, and what was your name,
one more time?
Paolo.
-Paolo Da Costa.
-Da Costa... Yeah.
I don't know. But maybe we did.
Oh, this is normal.
It's just, Teophane has
the memory of a goldfish.
Uh, anyway...
I brought your...
your two novels.
If you don't mind, would you
sign them for me?
[woman] Mr. Tolbiac?
Good evening.
Celia Fontaine. I'm
a reporter for L'Union.
-What is this, Mia?
-She's an intern.
You mentioned your project,
creating the museum
of champagne.
-But Mister Garini...
-[Geraldine] Excuse me.
-...the president of...
-[Geraldine] Pardon me,
miss. This isn't the time.
-Until now,
Garini has always...
-This isn't the right time.
-...supported Mayor Houdremont.
-Sorry. Have a good night.
[Celia] Don't you think
he'll be an obstacle
to this project?
-[Geraldine] Mr. Bloch?
-Who's that?
Christian Bloch, owner of
Haras de Neuville,
and his wife,
-Veronique!
-Christian.
-Good evening.
-Hello Geraldine.
[Tolbiac] Thanks for coming.
Didn't you notice
that we were talking here?
Um, what?
We were talking and you
completely interrupted us.
Well, it's my job, I'm working.
[Paolo] Just get out of here.
[hissing noise]
Damn! What the hell.
sh*t.
[vehicle approaching]
[brake squeals]
[brake squeals]
-[Yves] Got a flat tire?
-Yeah.
-Where are you headed to?
-Cormontreuil.
[sighs]
[Yves grunting]
[breathing heavily]
[Paolo screams]
[panting]
[shuddered breathing]
[engine continues idling]
[bicycle thuds]
[straining]
[grunts] Damn it.
[panting]
[straining]
-[car crashes]
-[horn honking]
[horn continues honking]
[door latch clicks]
[water running]
[dog barking nearby]
[door opens nearby]
You good, sweetheart?
[sputters] You scared me.
Did you have a nice ride?
Yeah, I'm exhausted.
I'm gonna go have
one last drink with
the girls on the terrace, okay?
I'll be right there.
-Are all right?
-Yeah.
You were masturbating, huh?
Yes, you were
jerking it! [laughing]
Gimme a break I wasn't.
Come on, I wasn't I swear.
[door shuts]
[JB] Okay, but do you realize
how many directors
started out as
movie theater cashiers first?
[woman] [laughs]
There you go.
No, but, come on,
you're only saying that
-because you don't see it...
-[woman] Like self-checkout?
I mean, if you're
happy replacing people
with self-checkout machines.
-[woman laughs]
-[JB] I don't know,
personally, I think
once life starts looking
like an '80s sci-fi flick,
we're doing something wrong.
-[woman] Oh, now,
hang on, JB.
-Hey there.
All right,
don't you think
you're overdoing it,
-like, at least a little bit?
-No way, I'm not overdoing it.
-I'm just getting started.
-The real problem
was what we paid.
-True that. And what
are we getting for it?
-You see the price?
I mean it was 15 euros.
That's the issue.
-You okay, man? Here.
-Yeah, good.
-No, seriously.
-No, I mean,
what's the added value?
-[woman] Awful and expensive.
-Yeah, 15 euros,
but you replace humans
and use machines instead,
-you're gonna pay more.
-[woman] Yeah.
[JB] So, I'm asking,
what is the added value?
-[woman] And anyway,
the movie wasn't...
-[JB] It wasn't what?
-I mean, it wasn't bad.
-[laughter]
You want the truth? Yeah?
Let's talk about it.
Let's talk about it.
First of all,
it was terrifying.
But, like, Myriam
the way you screamed
-during the bus scene.
-Yeah, that was good.
No, no, hang on.
It was actually horrifying.
And, like, the guy's face,
staring at her through
that window, like, oh, hell no.
-f*ck, that guy was exhausting.
-And what about you,
Mr. Movie Critic,
what did you think?
-We're listening.
-[woman] Go on, this is
your moment. Go on.
Look, I found it honest,
you know.
I don't think it revolutionizes
anything in the genre, but...
but it works, and I think that,
for once, the characters
were well-written.
So, like, it's really not
all that black and white.
But the real strength
of the film? It was,
hands down, the villain.
-Man, he was
way too scary for me.
-Yeah, he's insane, amazing.
His whole look!
-I'm gonna have
nightmares all night.
-[JB] He barely even moves.
He's just there, doing nothing.
But you could feel,
at any moment,
he could just snap.
You just know there's
a ticking time b*mb
in his head,
and you're
dreading every scene,
waiting for it to explode.
So you're
tense the entire time.
-That's what's crazy.
-[woman] Yeah, I mean,
I couldn't even
watch the subway scene.
[Myriam] I totally
closed my eyes.
[Winnie] You too?
You also closed your eyes?
-[JB] I definitely
closed my eyes.
-Well then, we agree.
And you know what else,
the moment I see a scene
copied from another flick,
no, like, that sh*t was
straight up copied from
Maniac by William Lustig...
[eerie music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
-Hello!
-[Paolo] Hello.
I'm here to see Laurence,
because I wanted to...
Well, Laurence asked me
if I would come help
with the campaign.
Oh. That's great!
All right, I'll go get her.
-What's your name?
-Paolo Da Costa.
[man] Okay.
[Laurence] Hello!
Sorry, it's been
a real crazy morning.
Teophane's driver is missing,
and we can't reach him at all.
We have several
meetings in Reims,
it's a disaster.
No problem. I can
come back another day.
No, wait a minute,
can you stay?
Sure. Do you need
help with something? I can
put the flyers into envelopes.
Or well, anything, really,
[sputters] I'm motivated.
Well, what are you doing now?
Nothing.
-You're not working?
-No.
And...
You think you could
do us a favor maybe?
Just for today?
-[hesitates] Doing what?
-Well, we need a new chauffeur.
Yeah, yes... Yes.
And how did you get here?
Do you have a car?
No, I rode a bike.
If I lend you my car,
could you pick up
Teophane from his house,
and bring him to Reims?
Where to?
Hey. What! What are you doing,
you're not at work?
[Paolo] This morning's
client canceled, so I
went by my mom's.
-Isn't that your wedding suit?
-Yeah...
she wants to see me in it
to see if it needs
to be altered.
-You're not with your sister?
-No, she's at one
of our cousin's house.
I was supposed to go,
but I wasn't feeling it.
I said I had Covid.
-[intercom beeps]
-Yes, good morning,
it's Paolo. I'm here.
[phone buzzing]
Oh, sh*t.
Hey, man, I'm sorry.
I'm stuck, sick in bed,
I can't move at all.
[coworker] What? So what
am I supposed to do?
I can't move
all these pianos alone.
Figure it out with Reda.
I don't know what to tell you.
I gotta go now,
the doctor came in already.
-Man, you're crazy.
-Call you back.
[mechanical whining]
-Morning.
-Hello there.
Thanks for
making yourself available.
-Believe me, it's my pleasure.
-Yeah.
Laurence lent me
her car for the day.
Yeah, she told me.
[front door shuts]
[grunts, sighs]
But, we really gotta go.
I'm already late.
-Where to?
-The town hall in Reims.
-Okay, no problem.
-Thanks.
At the rally,
I noticed you had a Coke Zero,
so I got you one.
Oh. Well, thank you.
That's so nice.
[music playing]
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