Juniors (2022) Movie Script
1
Please! Help us!
Please!
Help!
I don't wanna die this young,
I've got too much to do!
ONE MONTH EARLIER
Short on top, long at the back.
- Like Snake in Metal Gear.
- 1 or 2?
VR Missions.
Can't you go to the barber?
I can't find the clippers.
No, it's always closed.
My mom gave me 20 euros.
I want to keep it.
She gave it you for the barber?
Yeah, so do it good.
Look in the bottom drawer.
Got 'em!
- Know what my cuz Jol always says?
- No.
A new haircut for a new life.
I'll kill you! Come here!
- You said you knew how!
- It's because of your shit clippers!
Come here!
Get back here!
Shit!
Come on out.
- Come on out if you're a man.
- Think of the good times we've shared.
Who was there to print your photos
for your presentation on World War I?
- Who?
- Me!
I don't give a shit!
In color too!
Hold up, that's not your hair.
- No.
- It's a pube.
- No!
- It's one of your mom's pubes.
You're a pain!
Go on, shave the lot off.
JUNIORS
Thank you, my beauty.
- Everything ready?
- Yeah, going live in two minutes.
Three subscribers already waiting.
Koreans again, I think.
There's a squad near the house.
You see the men there?
Look, they're camping.
We don't camp.
Kill him!
He's a pain.
- Bang!
- Well spotted.
What's that Korean word?
Looks like a billy club.
I think he wants a 360 no-scope.
I'll Google translate.
Sweet.
One euro? Cool!
Shit! Eight euros, that's crazy!
Thank you!
Awesome!
Jordan, what are you doing?
- Move, yeah?
- There are two more guys.
Go after them.
There were 13 guys, I've killed 11.
I know the map by heart.
Move! This is shit!
- PJ Gaming! In your face!
- Sent by the gods of war!
Ten euros? Seriously?
Wicked!
No, what's happened?
- Jessica?
- No, no, no!
- What's wrong?
- She's switched off.
- She never does that usually.
- Everything's plugged in.
Switch her on!
Do something, plug a wire in...
Jordan!
She's not working.
Shit!
What do we do now?
Mom?
Helping Sonia move this evening.
I'll try to be home early! Kiss-kiss
It stinks of cowshit!
Sir?
- We need you.
- It's Jessica.
She has a life-threatening condition.
William!
Not on the barn!
Who's Jessica?
- Our PlayStation 4.
- Let me see.
If I take the guarantee label off,
it's invalid.
It expired three years ago.
Right.
Shit!
The last machine I saw in such a state
was your dad's Clio.
Did he get anything for it?
- No.
- I'm not surprised.
William!
It'll cost you 20.
10, if I can't save it.
I do have a heart.
- For when?
- Calm down.
I'm a tech teacher, not the Apple Store.
I'll call you. But expect the worst.
If you're in a hurry, borrow William's.
He's playing outside.
Not me, he's a psycho!
- You were a pair in science class.
- What?
William.
Hi, bro'.
- What you doing?
- It's for my YouTube channel.
Okay, cool.
Oh, yeah, I was just wondering,
could you lend us your PS5?
Yeah, no problem.
Pick that up first.
- That?
- Yeah, that.
My channel's called
The William Experience.
The concept
is home-made experiments.
Film it.
I'm doing a tutorial
about my potatowitzer.
Safety first.
- Ready?
- What are you doing?
What the hell!
Are you insane?
Stop it!
Stop it!
- I think we got that.
- Are you insane?
Get your PS, then.
No, I don't lend that.
- What?
- You said yes.
Get outta here!
No one gives a shit about Mornas.
If we lived in a project we could smash up
bus shelters and get on TV.
Yeah, we weren't born
in the right place.
It's 2022, and we don't even have
a multimedia library.
You'd go, if there was one?
No, but... to tag it, yeah?
Or break in.
True that.
That's weird!
You know that Korean word
that looks like a billy club?
That we kept seeing?
Google says it means "cancer."
For real?
Was that the reason for the money?
They never cough up anything.
But, all of a sudden, 8 euros, 10 euros...
Bro'!
The Korean gamers
think I've got cancer.
Nah!
Shit, yes!
That's crazy.
We could make a kitty.
What?
Tell them all on Twitch
that I've got cancer,
make loads of green,
and get ourselves a PS5.
You're crazy.
We could buy whatever we want.
Like a horse?
Why a horse? No.
I dunno, new controllers, a TV...
Cyberpunk 2077.
- Doom Eternal ...
- Stop it, it's too dangerous.
No, it's not!
Live a little, Patrick!
No one'll know if it's only the Koreans.
They'll feel they're doing a good deed.
It's Da Costa.
Yeah?
Yeah.
No.
Yeah.
Okay.
Bye.
He couldn't do anything.
Shit!
My name is Jules.
And I have some bad news.
I have cancer.
For the moment it's very difficult.
I often go to the hospital.
And my mother had to sell
everything to pay for my treatment.
I look fucking autistic!
No, you look hot, my love!
And Jules is better than Jordan.
I decided to open a kitty online.
To help me, you can go to the website
and make some donations.
- Are you sure we won't get caught?
- Don't worry about it.
No one here knows about our channel.
Mornas doesn't even have fiber.
I love my family,
I love cycling, I like my teachers,
I like my friends,
I love sharing my life with you...
I hadn't noticed.
- This punch ball is just like your head.
- Shut up!
Please help me to stay alive.
I'm scared to die.
It wasn't my fault, the barber just
shaved it all off. I said "the usual."
What an asshole!
You've never had it shaved.
I know, but it's too late now.
- What are you doing?
- I'm calling him.
I'll get my money back.
No, don't call him.
- Yes! He shouldn't shave a kid's head.
- No, Mom, hang up!
I lied to you.
Basically...
I asked him to do it.
To be...
like the singer of IAM.
Everyone at school's doing it.
- So I wanted to do it too.
- Akhenaton?
Yeah.
Are you listening to rap now?
Yeah, I love it.
Don't you and Patrick listen to Vianney?
No, it's the private-school kids
who listen to him.
Otherwise, we can do that Friday night.
I've a ton of things to do.
Yeah, he's fine.
He's got a new haircut, it's...
If I can get away by eight,
is that okay?
The ink flows, the blood spreads
The page soaks up the emotion,
the images in my memory
Laugh, smile, some have lost it
I remember Momo said "later",
I never saw him again
You court disaster to make it out
You made it, bro', but those
you left behind are still struggling
In fields of concrete,
growing up in a car park
Watching the older guys get rich
Poverty gets you thinking
You buy, you cut, you wrap, you sell
The money comes rolling in
That's life, don't talk about welfare
Dreaming about a Golf GTI
and Tacchini warm-ups
All the babes lusting for you...
Hi.
Gonalons.
Cap!
Which brings us
to abstract art and Dada.
Do you remember? We talked
last time about Marcel Duchamp.
He was a great artist
of the 20th century.
His concept was to use objects,
to take everyday objects...
for example,
a bicycle wheel or a urinal,
and divert them
from their utilitarian function.
Those little notes!
Can you save them for later?
It's not break time yet.
No, don't hurry off too quickly.
For next week, as we discussed,
your homework is to draw your village.
So draw Mornas or Acquigny.
But with your own vision.
I'm not interested
in copies of Google images.
I'll draw my own village too,
so you can guess where I come from.
Goodbye.
Come on, harder!
I know they were riding me.
I bet they drew me
with an ass for my head.
- Those notes earlier?
- Yeah.
No, they were invitations
to Mathilde's party.
Seriously?
She's doing it again this year?
Getting loaded, smoking weed,
mashing their heads up.
But we're not like that.
It'd still be good to get an invite.
True that.
Let's fight! You have to be able
to control an attacker. Go for it!
Sir.
Wasn't it badminton this semester?
Are you gonna fight off a mugger
with your racket?
Come on, get to it!
Okay, Mr. Clean?
- He left his hair at home.
- Yeah, LOL!
And stop.
Look over here.
Outta the way, you!
Watch, everyone. This won't take long.
What counts is mentality and technique.
Watch carefully. I'm well positioned.
Are you ready?
Quiet!
I come from a small town in Texas.
Look at them,
just because he's American!
He's got better hair, though.
- Well, that's not hard!
- Shut up!
Keep moving.
Hey, don't push in!
- What?
- No, nothing.
Yo, baldy!
- What?
- Nothing.
Hello.
I don't wanna draw Mornas.
That teacher's a pain.
Please!
Can you do it for me?
You kick ass at art.
- Please.
- No way.
Give the teacher a picture of hell.
That'll keep her happy.
I so wanna play PS!
How much we got so far?
Not many views yet.
I put in 5 euros
to get the Koreans moving.
I have to get that back.
What's that racket?
I dunno.
Check out your mom!
Mom?
Mom, you there?
I hope he comes.
Shit, here he is!
Jules.
What?
Your video knocked us all on our ass.
You didn't have to change your name.
You should have told us.
- Wait...
- We wanted to do something for you.
Well, anyway, that's all very nice.
Now get out your drawing pads
and 2B pencils.
Hurry up.
I've heard what you're going through,
and I'm so sorry.
No, it's okay. I mean...
For a few weeks now
we've seen
that something hasn't been right.
But I didn't dare ask you
if you were okay.
There's no need...
As your main teacher, I must tell you
we're with you in this ordeal.
I can bring your homework
to the hospital, we can Skype.
We'll do everything we can to...
No, really,
don't worry about any of that.
Sorry.
Last night I had a vision
of a little bald guy.
I thought it meant a problem
for my baby.
But when I got in this morning,
I realized it was you.
Here.
That might come in handy.
Thanks.
- You know...
- Ma'am.
- Yes?
- Can I go outside with the others?
- Yes, go on.
- Thanks.
Well, see you.
Make the most of it.
Everyone knows!
The students, the teachers, everyone!
- We need a way out.
- There isn't one.
- We're fucked! What can we do?
- Jordan, okay?
I'll come clean.
- Farewell!
- No, are you crazy? Don't!
What else can we do?
I dunno.
We say he's a lookalike.
We translated it wrong.
There's 400 euros now,
and you're gonna say that?
- What did you just say?
- What?
- What?
- What?
- What?
- What?
How much?
410 euros. It keeps going up.
410 euros is half a PS5.
We already got half a PS5!
- No, we're gonna give it back.
- No, we're not!
What?
We'll keep quiet and see.
- Are you serious?
- We do nothing, we just let people talk.
The kitty'll fill up by itself.
Eventually I'll tell everyone I'm cured.
Everyone'll be happy.
You got a better idea?
What will you do
when they ask about your disease?
I dunno.
Their shaved heads are freaking me out.
- You don't wanna do chemo?
- Are you crazy?
It's really dangerous.
My granddad had prostate cancer.
Chemo wore him out.
You stupid or what?
Not for real.
Just tell everyone you're gonna do it,
then skip school for a bit.
Yeah, not bad.
From tonight I'm outta here.
Wait.
Come on.
So we have an aggression situation.
I'm an elderly victim.
I need a mugger.
William, you have a mugger's face.
I don't know what he's going to do.
He grabs me violently by the collar.
He'll try to strangle me.
Not gonna happen!
Get to your feet right away.
First, smack his ears.
Headbutt if you have to, elbow,
on the table!
Lay into him, kick the chair away.
Don't give him any chance at all.
Observe all around, peripheral vision.
Headbutt,
elbow to the throat, genital blow.
Here, I take his right arm and break it.
Arm lock! It hurts, huh?
How does it feel?
You totally take him apart.
That's self-defense.
You have to go from zero to 100% crazy
in an instant.
You see?
You're in control the entire time.
When you've had enough,
grab the beast and dump it!
And you keep on laying into him.
You give him no chance.
- Who's next?
- Me, Sir.
Since I found out I was sick,
I've made the most of life.
I know it could suddenly end.
You two!
Come in, you get priority.
Out of the way, please.
Out of the way.
Hello.
- Thanks.
- Hello.
You want more?
Yes.
Is that okay?
Can I have some more?
Me too?
No.
Please.
Patrick's hypoglycemic at the moment.
- It's not easy.
- Okay, then.
- Thanks.
- Bye.
Have a nice day.
Please excuse my son's absence
due to terminal illness.
Done it.
I've said a week.
Can't it be just two days?
Are you kidding?
We're late, hurry up.
No, leave it.
They'll clear up for us.
"May 1940,
the defeat, the Nazi invasion,
"my young husband a POW.
"Ptain's address on June 17.
"The appeal from General de Gaulle
in London on June 18.
"For me the war isn't over."
What's your problem?
You were told to shave your head!
It's okay, guys.
Shit, that's bad!
Akhenaton.
Mom!
Mom, I'm going!
Have a nice day, my love
Kiss-kiss
Fucking bus driver!
Would it kill you to wait?
It's the same every day.
Jordan?
Hi.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
Well, no, not really.
I got cancer at the moment.
Did you know?
Yeah, I know.
Were you checking out the landscape
for the drawing?
- Yeah. Well, I...
- Mornas is so beautiful.
Totally.
Shit, he's stopped!
Shall I bring your homework
to the hospital?
No, it's not allowed.
Okay. See you here again
tomorrow morning.
- Yeah, see you.
- See you.
Anyone there?
1st meeting of the baldies!!!!
Jordan.
This is for you.
We're thinking of you, bro'.
We're here!
Here we are, all together.
It's totally dope!
Record your voicemail message
after the signal.
Hi, this is Vronique Gonalons'
voicemail.
Leave a message after the beep. Bye!
- Got it?
- Yeah, that should be good.
Now put my number
in your contact book.
If they try to call your mom,
they'll get my voicemail.
That's awesome. You rock!
How was school?
Yeah, everyone's changed
since you got cancer.
William picked me first at basketball.
I even got to hug Mathilde.
Can you imagine? Mathilde!
Well, I gotta go.
- Hanging out with them?
- No, I'm gonna help my dad.
I been thinking.
Can't I get back from chemo earlier?
I'm bored shitless.
Don't you get it? You don't recover from
Hodgcain's lymphoma in five minutes.
You do as I say and lie low for a week.
You wanna be seen living it up?
No one must see you.
A ghost!
Jordan, you finished with my phone?
I'm just installing the anti-virus.
Anyway, I'm going.
See you, Casper.
Yeah! Yeah!
Good. On today's agenda
is a list of this week's
anti-hairies actions,
the delivery of Jordan's homework,
and the choosing of a leader.
Yes, Clment?
- Why are you the leader?
- It's not necessarily me.
We need to organize an election
to choose him.
If you organize the election,
that's cheating.
Yeah, right.
I'm not organizing it.
Someone has to talk.
- Who made you the talker?
- No one! I'm doing you a favor.
If you don't like it, you do it.
No, I don't want to.
- What do you want, then?
- Nothing in particular.
I want to be sure that a proper
democratic debate takes place. That's all.
Yeah, he's right.
Oh, shit!
THE FOLLOWING DAYS
Stop!
No, not today!
No!
It's the same every day!
Do you do it on purpose,
you asshole?
Seriously?
Shit!
Jordan?
Hi.
We're gonna hang out by the river later.
Come along if you've nothing else to do.
I think Patrick's coming.
Seriously?
Yeah. He's pretty cool, actually.
Yeah, well, it depends.
How do you mean?
Yeah, he's cool, but...
he wasn't when I first met him.
Yeah?
He'd wear warm-ups
with Chinese signs on them.
That's so fugly.
Maybe later, then?
- This is nice, huh?
- Yeah, the sun's too strong.
We're better here. Chillin'.
I stay in the shade
because I don't use sun cream.
- Really?
- Yeah.
It pollutes the oceans.
I don't wanna be part of that.
It kills the coral.
- The what?
- The coral.
They're animals that look like rocks,
but in lots of colors.
They lose their color and die,
because of sun cream.
A buddy in Hawaii sent me photos.
What do these corals look like?
Shit, that's stylin'!
Let's go for a swim.
Yeah, sweet.
Yeah, let's go.
Maybe later.
I used to be embarrassed about it,
but now I roll with it.
Yeah. Anyway, we're all the same.
Boys, girls. We're all human beings.
No, there are lots of differences.
But accept who you are.
I don't think hair makes me
any more or less beautiful.
So why should I shave?
Yeah, you're right.
Chillin'!
Shit!
There's Jordan.
The doctors intubed me
for a few hours.
I was tired, but anyway...
I got some rest.
I'm getting my strength back.
Right.
I was telling them about your chemo.
Maybe coming out so soon
wasn't very... "sensible."
Yeah, it's fine. I'm allowed.
It's crazy.
You're so brave.
Blowback!
That weed is raw!
Shit! Sorry.
It's not a problem.
I can't get two cancers
at the same time!
Wanna move?
Yeah.
There! I've copied
what wasn't in the workbook.
In red is everything we'll be tested on.
That's history. World War II.
Cold War. The stuff we love!
Thanks.
Something wrong?
I'm good. Sorry.
It's just school, it's a pain.
A ball-buster.
And what's happened to you scares me.
The doctors say
I have a 90% chance of surviving.
92.4%, I think.
They don't just say that
to reassure you?
You're pale.
No, I checked it on WebMD.
Yeah.
- You play the guitar?
- No.
Well, yes.
I don't talk about it at school.
People diss heavy metal.
I've always played it.
I sing, I play piano,
and a bit of guitar.
Stylin'!
Know what you should do?
- What?
- A YouTube channel.
- You think so?
- Yeah, you could put some tunes out.
I'm not sure.
Too much competition.
I might look ridiculous.
Ridiculous?
Seriously?
Sing me a song, Fanni. Come on!
- No way!
- I'm filming.
Stop it!
- No!
- I'll film you.
- You'll get lots of views.
- I look awful.
- I'm sure it'll be great.
- Cut it out!
- Sing a song.
- Jordan, you're a pain!
You really are!
Don't tell the others I do that, please.
- Only Mathilde knows.
- No problem.
You know for her Halloween party?
She's asked me to play.
I'm not sure it's a good idea.
Are you going?
I haven't been invited.
Shit!
It's a "plus one" thing.
You're supposed to take your boyfriend.
Do you have a passion?
Yeah, video games.
For real? I didn't know.
I've been into it forever.
- I'd like to work in it.
- What sort of job?
I draw a lot.
I've got sketchpads full of ideas.
Entire worlds.
So I dunno.
Game designer, graphic artist,
story writer...
So many options, I haven't chosen yet.
Does your mom approve?
I dunno.
She still thinks
I wanna be an astronaut.
I'd love to play Wacken Open Air.
It's a festival in Germany,
the world's biggest.
All my favorite bands have played it.
Nightwish, Ghost, Rammstein...
- Sounds good.
- Totally!
- But there's no way.
- Why?
Well, even just forming a band is tough.
Last year I played a few times
with a pal of my dad's.
Nol. He's a heating engineer.
He was nice, but...
Shit!
In any case, has anyone from Mornas
ever gotten famous?
The mayor was on TV
when we had those floods.
Doofus!
It's funny, though.
We've known each other since...
1st grade.
Well, I think so.
Since 1st grade,
and I didn't even know that you draw.
And you didn't know I play music.
And why?
Because of conventions.
Unwritten rules
even stricter than school rules.
Telling us how we have to dress,
what music to like...
who to hang out with.
The rules which made me say no
in 5th grade,
when you wanted to go out with me.
You hadn't forgotten?
No.
Had you?
What you doing? Making love?
Studying. Scram, retard!
Well...
I'd better go.
Wanna come with me?
Did you say something?
Me?
No.
- I sent you something.
- Yeah?
- I haven't looked.
- Okay.
See you.
Why didn't you stay at home
like we said?
I was bored while you were having fun
with your new buddies.
Having fun? No!
I was doing what we said, nothing else.
Shush, my mom!
You really gotta be careful.
- It was okay at the river.
- I swear!
The baldies want everyone bald!
They're like a cult!
- It's spinning out of control.
- Bullshit.
You just wanna be alone
with your new pals.
Stop being scared all the time.
No one suspects a thing.
What if a teacher saw you smoking?
Or on your bike?
What? Will they think I faked cancer
to buy a PS5?
Anyway, I'll go back to school tomorrow
and say I'm cured.
We take the cash and it's over.
I brought your jacket.
- Fanni!
- Fuck you, asshole!
Wait, please!
JORDAN THE BRAVE
Who are you?
You wanna give me some money?
Your PS5?
No, I just wanna take a dump.
Go shit, then, asshole!
Whatever the reason,
violence has no place
in this establishment.
Were you thinking?
- Yes, sorry, Ma'am.
- "Yes, sorry, Ma'am"!
And hitting a sick person?
Apologize to Jordan, not to me.
This is very serious.
Can't you see the state he's in?
Do you realize
what the consequences could have been?
I got Hodgcain's lymphoma, you freak!
He's just been in hospital.
Is this how you welcome him back?
- Psycho!
- That's enough!
He trod on your feet a bit,
don't blow it out of proportion.
Get your contact books out.
I'll write a note to your parents.
What's this?
My mom's signature.
You, take this and get outta here!
Suck it up!
What's this?
I don't know.
- You don't know?
- No.
It looks like someone was practicing
forging my mom's signature.
- But it wasn't you?
- No.
I'll call your mother.
Yeah, go ahead.
She'll be at work.
I'm calling her anyway.
I haven't since you got sick.
We'll see.
Yeah? I'm in class. Who's that?
Hello. Mrs. Lacombe speaking.
Can I speak to Mrs. Gonalons, please?
Hello?
You must have dialled the wrong number.
What's that lymphoma
that you said you have?
Hodgcain's.
Why?
An aunt of mine had it.
And everyone said Hodgkin's.
Not Hodgcain's.
I dunno.
I never want to have to say it again.
I'll try your mom again.
She's a nurse, right?
Can I go, please?
- Do you know which hospital?
- I don't remember.
We shall look and we shall find.
There aren't that many hospitals
out in the sticks. So...
Ambroise Par Hospital. That's it.
Wait, I can explain.
Hello. Can I talk to Vronique Gonalons?
- Her son's school principal.
- You can't do this to a sick person!
Thank you, yes.
Shit!
I've done nothing wrong,
it's not my fault.
If so, there's no problem
me talking to your mom.
Fanni.
I'm not an asshole.
Guys.
You see that?
- Fuck!
- Ma'am?
What are you doing?
- What you doing?
- Watch your mouth!
- Look how you're treating him!
- That's up to me!
It's a riot.
We won't have class
'cos it's, like, traumatic.
True that.
IN THE EVENOF A TERRORIST ATTACK
- He's not sick!
- Resign! Resign!
Stop filming!
Stop it, I said!
Calm down!
What's going on here? Get back!
Get back, I said!
This nonsense is over.
A disciplinary hearing for you both
next week.
Until then,
I don't want to see you.
New Caledonia has been battered
all day by winds of over 200km/h...
Is work okay?
Yeah.
The unit was happy
with the donation of 3,507 euros.
Three thousand, five hundred
and seven euros!
- Give me that.
- Hold on.
Give it to me!
I'm sick of that too!
Our minds are turned to mush
by fucking screens!
No, stop.
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
We're together now.
You'd better get used to it.
24/7 with Mom!
- Get the car keys and come with me.
- Shit, Mom!
What good will that do?
You can't take my freedom of thought!
Mom!
Lock it. Lock it!
SON OF A BITCH
ASSHOL FAGGOFuck!
I don't believe it.
- Okay? You're allowed out?
- Maybe not, but I've come anyway.
You too, huh?
Yeah. You know who did it?
The baldies.
They wrote "motherfucker"
on Dad's goat shed.
He wiped it off before Mom saw it.
Shit!
It didn't go as planned.
I have to tell you something.
I've decided
I don't want to see you anymore.
- What?
- I feel better away from you.
These few weeks with the others
have been nice.
When you joined us it was ruined.
What you talking about?
They ruined it all.
- We were fine before.
- No, we weren't.
Being with you is impossible,
you're overbearing.
I have to go along with your ideas
or just shut my mouth.
I can get on with everyone.
If not for my cancer,
no one would've talked to you.
See! It's always all about you.
- Maybe they just like me.
- And me! I like you.
They're two-faced.
They've dumped you, it's just us again.
You don't get it.
I don't want it anymore.
There used to be Patrick and Jordan.
Now there's Patrick... and Jordan.
Okay?
Oh, yeah?
What'll you do at your parents' farm?
- Milk the goats?
- And you?
Chop an arm off to win over Fanni?
- She was only nice because of the cancer.
- Shut up!
Great debating skills!
Come here! Shit!
If I could come out, I'd kick your ass!
LOL!
At least now I know what a...
narcissist you are!
And a rube!
I don't wanna see you again!
Come on, guys, no lagging!
Stay behind me.
Go, go, go!
Faster, that's too slow!
Fanni??? Please answer
I miss you
We are gonna hunt Jordan down!
Then we'll put him in the ground!
Jordan, I told you to play with them.
But...
So, Baptiste, how are you today?
Sick.
When do I get out?
You have to be patient.
Lift your arm up.
There, that's perfect.
I've brought you a visitor.
My son, Jordan.
He wanted to spend some time with you.
Sweet!
I'll be back in an hour.
Be really nice to him.
Do you have cancer too?
No. Well, yes.
Actually, no.
- So why are you bald?
- I'm a fan of IAM.
It's a long story.
It might suit IAM,
but it doesn't suit you.
It's ugly.
Make yourself useful.
Switch the PS on.
The hospital got a donation
two days ago.
From a billionaire or someone like that.
Shit, you got Ghost of Tsushima !
Automata, The Last of Us...
Yeah, they're shit!
My favorite is Fort Boyard.
Go on, open it.
I hide it there from my parents.
They don't want me
playing really violent games.
In case they traumatize me.
- It's your first time playing this?
- Yeah.
I saw demos on YouTube.
You're fucking good!
But I'm better!
You bastard,
you shouldn't have done that!
You fucker!
Calm down, it's only a game.
If I get through this, I'll waste you,
you son of a bitch!
I'm glad you played with Baptiste.
Yeah.
Was he okay?
Really nice.
I'm exhausted, I'm going to bed.
Goodnight.
Goodnight.
Jordan.
Jordan.
Come here, my Jordan.
Halloween party!!!
That was awesome.
Especially the first song.
And the third one.
And the eleventh.
Did the others stink?
I know you're mad at me.
That cancer thing was bullshit.
I didn't have it.
But the rest was real.
That day we spent together
was the best day of my life.
I can die happy now.
Good, because I want to kill you!
You're a bastard.
A fucker.
The biggest son of a bitch ever.
And I hate you even more because
despite all that I can't really hate you.
I started a YouTube channel.
The first video
was just after you left my place.
I got, like, 1,500 views.
That's twenty times
the number of people at this party.
The population of Mornas.
That's cool.
Through that I got to meet my bassist.
Now I can play gigs.
I know it's sort of thanks to you.
It'll be you, then.
Mornas' first star.
- Fanni, I wanna tell you something.
- They all hate me.
Watch out.
William says he's never felt
so betrayed before.
- Fanni!
- And his mom abandoned him at birth!
Fanni, come out.
- Fanni!
- You'd better go.
Come out!
- Hi, you okay?
- Yeah, and you?
Yeah, I wanted to tell you...
Who are you?
- What were you doing in there?
- Nothing.
- Tell us.
- We were just talking.
- In the bedroom?
- Aren't we allowed to talk?
I thought we had a thing.
Why so quiet? Do I know you?
- Do we know him?
- Stop it!
- Show your face.
- Stop it!
Stop him!
Stop him!
Stop that bastard werewolf!
Stay there.
Show your face.
Do it, asshole!
Let me go.
I'm not who you think I am.
It's him.
Hand me the potatowitzer.
Take the mask off if you're a man.
Quick or you'll end up
as shepherd's pie.
Not only do you pretend to have cancer,
but you dare come flaunting here.
Say sorry and I won't fire.
Sorry.
Shit!
You said you wouldn't.
Say you're a piece of shit
and I won't fire.
I'm a piece of shit.
Kiss my feet.
- You'll fire anyway.
- Exactly.
Shit!
Get back, you Nazis!
Get back, I said!
You all, out!
Who's the piece of shit now?
Only one person can judge Jordan.
The principal!
At the disciplinary council.
Go on, get outta here!
One last thing.
"Asshole" has an "e", asshole!
- They'll kill us!
- No, they're Bintje potatoes.
They're soft,
perfect for mashed potatoes.
They really hurt!
They must be the ones
in the gratin at school.
- Mona Lisa?
- Yeah.
Faster! We're dead!
That way, guys.
Guys, they're in the factory.
You, that way.
You, round there.
I'll take the middle.
- You calling the cops?
- No, my mom.
Jordan?
Where are you, my little werewolf?
- We're gonna kill you.
- I think this is the end.
Jordan.
I'm gonna make them suffer.
There are four behind the bush.
Three by the post.
- Four coming from the front.
- That leaves three.
Dude, how many times we done this
in Call of Duty ?
A hundred? A thousand?
Ten thousand?
We can take them,
IRL, just you and me.
Spawn kill on three!
One,
two,
three!
Please!
Can anyone hear us?
Please!
Help us!
Jordan,
do you think they've forgiven us?
Yeah, we could look at it like that.
I don't wanna die this young.
Good luck, buddy.
- I'm sorry.
- Is that all you have to say?
- You'd make me say it anyway.
- Cut that out!
Are you jerking me around?
What happened?
Tell me!
I just wanted to see someone.
You just wanted to see someone?
You just sneaked out at night?
You just started a fight?
And you just got brought home by the cops
when you're grounded till you're 18?
Didn't it occur to you
that it could all end badly?
No one was supposed to know me.
Did you think
people wouldn't recognize you?
Windows were smashed with potatoes
because of you.
- Who'll pay for that?
- That was Patrick.
Come on now!
You expect me to believe you?
Mr. Champion of Truth!
I'm talking to you!
You have such an asshole attitude
I don't know how to punish you.
Don't even think of how to punish me.
- There's no point.
- What?
I'm not going
to the disciplinary hearing.
I can finish ninth grade in Cholet.
I'll live with Dad
and go to school there.
They can expel me, I don't care!
I'm not staying in this shithole village.
I'm bored shitless.
I've always been bored shitless.
Not just since my cancer.
Who are you, Jordan?
Who am I?
You were such a sweet little boy.
I no longer recognize you.
You don't know me.
How would you know me?
You're never here!
How has it taken you so long to realize?
We never do anything together.
You don't realize
the things I have to deal with.
What job do I want to do?
What job do I want to do?
What's my favorite subject?
Which teachers do I like?
Which ones don't I like?
Who are my buddies?
No, you won't know any of that.
We only communicate via the Post-its
you stick on the fridge!
Fucking Post-its!
Which I hate!
I hate you too.
Patrick's mom says you can sleep over.
Kiss-kiss
I'm on duty tonight, don't wait up
I love you
Call Gran for her birthday!!!
Positive thoughts!
I'll be home early!
Kiss-kiss
Pick up parcel, honey
Siri, am I a good person?
I cannot say.
SON OF A BITCH
ASSHOL FAGGOWant some breakfast?
I tried to make scrambled eggs.
- But I messed them up.
- It doesn't matter.
I found the recipe online.
Do you know
when I can have my wires back?
No.
Dear Principal,
Dear Class Representatives...
- Patrick just got a warning.
- He'll be coming back to school, then.
Hello.
Hello.
Take your cap off.
Thank you all for coming
to this disciplinary hearing
of Jordan Gonalons.
The kid is exposed to violence
from morning till night.
Violence is everywhere,
on the Internet, in video games...
- Of course he's out of control.
- It's not video games.
Ten years ago it was horror movies.
"They'll all turn into murderers!"
You see any here?
He lied to buy a games console.
That doesn't mean he'll kill anyone.
- That's how it starts, then it grows.
- Let's try to be fair.
It was a cry for help,
he wants to be loved.
Isn't that like all of us?
No, but...
If we don't set limits,
if we don't stop it,
if we don't make an example,
why are we here?
Sorry, but...
Yes, we love them, yes, we're
well-meaning, yes, little butterflies...
But no, not now! Not now!
Don't talk to me like I'm an idiot.
- I wasn't, but...
- He fooled us all, right?
- Sorry, but we must have discipline.
- And limits.
Jordan, so you know why you're here.
This was a serious matter, lying,
which led to truancy.
And it was a moral offense
against your classmates
and the entire school family.
Before we deliberate,
if you have anything to say in your
defense, now is the time.
Dear Principal, Dear Teachers,
Dear Class Representatives...
As Zola said in L'Assommoir,
published in serial form in 1876,
"In the public domain
and the Republic of Letters,
"we must forgive each other, mustn't we,
"if we don't want to live like savages?"
He relates the story of...
What's he doing, a TED Talk?
No, Mr. Gonalons, that won't do.
You can't read all those pages.
That's good work on Zola, but...
we'd like to know...
- He took it straight off Wikipedia.
- No, I got it in the book.
Without your written speech,
what do you have to say?
I'm sorry.
To start with, it was me and Patrick...
I didn't mean to...
It all started with, well...
It was our PS4, which...
It was also...
I had my head totally shaved,
and so...
I didn't mean to...
I'm really sorry.
Very clear! I don't know about you,
but I'm not convinced by his arguments.
Even less by his apathy.
He'll never change. That's how he is.
Hold on.
Hold on, please.
- I'm sorry, but...
- Listen to me!
I...
I want to say that I take responsibility
for the trouble
which my son may have caused.
I'm never there.
I'm not there enough for him,
and we no longer communicate.
When I moved to this village, I imagined
a perfect life in the countryside,
with a father, and brothers and sisters,
for Jordan.
But that's not how it turned out.
Despite that,
Jordan never held it against me.
As a child he was always joyful,
curious,
and very considerate to his mommy.
Now he has something
to feel guilty for.
And so do I.
So I'm asking you if...
you would like
to let us make amends.
I didn't intend to say nothing.
I know.
We'll now deliver the verdict.
After due deliberation,
the jury has decided,
in view of the seriousness,
and despite a sort of half-repentance
from your son,
to expel Jordan permanently,
with immediate effect.
There!
I declare the hearing over.
Thank you, everyone.
Have a nice evening.
Fanni.
Can remote relationships work?
Because...
I'm not a saint.
If you want a perfect guy,
that's not me.
But if you want someone
who learns from his mistakes...
maybe I could fit the bill.
You the cancer guy?
My name's Jordan.
Is Patrick coming to the bus stop?
Yeah, he said he will.
Your dad'll be waiting for you.
- Call me if there's anything you need.
- Right.
Mom.
I'm a bit scared.
It'll be okay.
It's normal to be scared.
Cool of you to come.
Don't get carried away,
I won't make a habit of it. I got a GF.
So...
you're going to Cholet?
Yeah, to my dad's.
The high school does a design option.
So I can be a game designer.
Will you come back?
Yeah, every weekend.
We can hang,
if you're not too busy with Mathilde.
I can work it, don't worry.
By the way,
I did your drawing for the art teacher.
- The drawing of Mornas?
- Yeah.
Like she told us,
I drew my own vision of it.
In the end,
I think it's a beautiful village.
Open it when...
I've gone.
FAST TITLES MEDIA
Please! Help us!
Please!
Help!
I don't wanna die this young,
I've got too much to do!
ONE MONTH EARLIER
Short on top, long at the back.
- Like Snake in Metal Gear.
- 1 or 2?
VR Missions.
Can't you go to the barber?
I can't find the clippers.
No, it's always closed.
My mom gave me 20 euros.
I want to keep it.
She gave it you for the barber?
Yeah, so do it good.
Look in the bottom drawer.
Got 'em!
- Know what my cuz Jol always says?
- No.
A new haircut for a new life.
I'll kill you! Come here!
- You said you knew how!
- It's because of your shit clippers!
Come here!
Get back here!
Shit!
Come on out.
- Come on out if you're a man.
- Think of the good times we've shared.
Who was there to print your photos
for your presentation on World War I?
- Who?
- Me!
I don't give a shit!
In color too!
Hold up, that's not your hair.
- No.
- It's a pube.
- No!
- It's one of your mom's pubes.
You're a pain!
Go on, shave the lot off.
JUNIORS
Thank you, my beauty.
- Everything ready?
- Yeah, going live in two minutes.
Three subscribers already waiting.
Koreans again, I think.
There's a squad near the house.
You see the men there?
Look, they're camping.
We don't camp.
Kill him!
He's a pain.
- Bang!
- Well spotted.
What's that Korean word?
Looks like a billy club.
I think he wants a 360 no-scope.
I'll Google translate.
Sweet.
One euro? Cool!
Shit! Eight euros, that's crazy!
Thank you!
Awesome!
Jordan, what are you doing?
- Move, yeah?
- There are two more guys.
Go after them.
There were 13 guys, I've killed 11.
I know the map by heart.
Move! This is shit!
- PJ Gaming! In your face!
- Sent by the gods of war!
Ten euros? Seriously?
Wicked!
No, what's happened?
- Jessica?
- No, no, no!
- What's wrong?
- She's switched off.
- She never does that usually.
- Everything's plugged in.
Switch her on!
Do something, plug a wire in...
Jordan!
She's not working.
Shit!
What do we do now?
Mom?
Helping Sonia move this evening.
I'll try to be home early! Kiss-kiss
It stinks of cowshit!
Sir?
- We need you.
- It's Jessica.
She has a life-threatening condition.
William!
Not on the barn!
Who's Jessica?
- Our PlayStation 4.
- Let me see.
If I take the guarantee label off,
it's invalid.
It expired three years ago.
Right.
Shit!
The last machine I saw in such a state
was your dad's Clio.
Did he get anything for it?
- No.
- I'm not surprised.
William!
It'll cost you 20.
10, if I can't save it.
I do have a heart.
- For when?
- Calm down.
I'm a tech teacher, not the Apple Store.
I'll call you. But expect the worst.
If you're in a hurry, borrow William's.
He's playing outside.
Not me, he's a psycho!
- You were a pair in science class.
- What?
William.
Hi, bro'.
- What you doing?
- It's for my YouTube channel.
Okay, cool.
Oh, yeah, I was just wondering,
could you lend us your PS5?
Yeah, no problem.
Pick that up first.
- That?
- Yeah, that.
My channel's called
The William Experience.
The concept
is home-made experiments.
Film it.
I'm doing a tutorial
about my potatowitzer.
Safety first.
- Ready?
- What are you doing?
What the hell!
Are you insane?
Stop it!
Stop it!
- I think we got that.
- Are you insane?
Get your PS, then.
No, I don't lend that.
- What?
- You said yes.
Get outta here!
No one gives a shit about Mornas.
If we lived in a project we could smash up
bus shelters and get on TV.
Yeah, we weren't born
in the right place.
It's 2022, and we don't even have
a multimedia library.
You'd go, if there was one?
No, but... to tag it, yeah?
Or break in.
True that.
That's weird!
You know that Korean word
that looks like a billy club?
That we kept seeing?
Google says it means "cancer."
For real?
Was that the reason for the money?
They never cough up anything.
But, all of a sudden, 8 euros, 10 euros...
Bro'!
The Korean gamers
think I've got cancer.
Nah!
Shit, yes!
That's crazy.
We could make a kitty.
What?
Tell them all on Twitch
that I've got cancer,
make loads of green,
and get ourselves a PS5.
You're crazy.
We could buy whatever we want.
Like a horse?
Why a horse? No.
I dunno, new controllers, a TV...
Cyberpunk 2077.
- Doom Eternal ...
- Stop it, it's too dangerous.
No, it's not!
Live a little, Patrick!
No one'll know if it's only the Koreans.
They'll feel they're doing a good deed.
It's Da Costa.
Yeah?
Yeah.
No.
Yeah.
Okay.
Bye.
He couldn't do anything.
Shit!
My name is Jules.
And I have some bad news.
I have cancer.
For the moment it's very difficult.
I often go to the hospital.
And my mother had to sell
everything to pay for my treatment.
I look fucking autistic!
No, you look hot, my love!
And Jules is better than Jordan.
I decided to open a kitty online.
To help me, you can go to the website
and make some donations.
- Are you sure we won't get caught?
- Don't worry about it.
No one here knows about our channel.
Mornas doesn't even have fiber.
I love my family,
I love cycling, I like my teachers,
I like my friends,
I love sharing my life with you...
I hadn't noticed.
- This punch ball is just like your head.
- Shut up!
Please help me to stay alive.
I'm scared to die.
It wasn't my fault, the barber just
shaved it all off. I said "the usual."
What an asshole!
You've never had it shaved.
I know, but it's too late now.
- What are you doing?
- I'm calling him.
I'll get my money back.
No, don't call him.
- Yes! He shouldn't shave a kid's head.
- No, Mom, hang up!
I lied to you.
Basically...
I asked him to do it.
To be...
like the singer of IAM.
Everyone at school's doing it.
- So I wanted to do it too.
- Akhenaton?
Yeah.
Are you listening to rap now?
Yeah, I love it.
Don't you and Patrick listen to Vianney?
No, it's the private-school kids
who listen to him.
Otherwise, we can do that Friday night.
I've a ton of things to do.
Yeah, he's fine.
He's got a new haircut, it's...
If I can get away by eight,
is that okay?
The ink flows, the blood spreads
The page soaks up the emotion,
the images in my memory
Laugh, smile, some have lost it
I remember Momo said "later",
I never saw him again
You court disaster to make it out
You made it, bro', but those
you left behind are still struggling
In fields of concrete,
growing up in a car park
Watching the older guys get rich
Poverty gets you thinking
You buy, you cut, you wrap, you sell
The money comes rolling in
That's life, don't talk about welfare
Dreaming about a Golf GTI
and Tacchini warm-ups
All the babes lusting for you...
Hi.
Gonalons.
Cap!
Which brings us
to abstract art and Dada.
Do you remember? We talked
last time about Marcel Duchamp.
He was a great artist
of the 20th century.
His concept was to use objects,
to take everyday objects...
for example,
a bicycle wheel or a urinal,
and divert them
from their utilitarian function.
Those little notes!
Can you save them for later?
It's not break time yet.
No, don't hurry off too quickly.
For next week, as we discussed,
your homework is to draw your village.
So draw Mornas or Acquigny.
But with your own vision.
I'm not interested
in copies of Google images.
I'll draw my own village too,
so you can guess where I come from.
Goodbye.
Come on, harder!
I know they were riding me.
I bet they drew me
with an ass for my head.
- Those notes earlier?
- Yeah.
No, they were invitations
to Mathilde's party.
Seriously?
She's doing it again this year?
Getting loaded, smoking weed,
mashing their heads up.
But we're not like that.
It'd still be good to get an invite.
True that.
Let's fight! You have to be able
to control an attacker. Go for it!
Sir.
Wasn't it badminton this semester?
Are you gonna fight off a mugger
with your racket?
Come on, get to it!
Okay, Mr. Clean?
- He left his hair at home.
- Yeah, LOL!
And stop.
Look over here.
Outta the way, you!
Watch, everyone. This won't take long.
What counts is mentality and technique.
Watch carefully. I'm well positioned.
Are you ready?
Quiet!
I come from a small town in Texas.
Look at them,
just because he's American!
He's got better hair, though.
- Well, that's not hard!
- Shut up!
Keep moving.
Hey, don't push in!
- What?
- No, nothing.
Yo, baldy!
- What?
- Nothing.
Hello.
I don't wanna draw Mornas.
That teacher's a pain.
Please!
Can you do it for me?
You kick ass at art.
- Please.
- No way.
Give the teacher a picture of hell.
That'll keep her happy.
I so wanna play PS!
How much we got so far?
Not many views yet.
I put in 5 euros
to get the Koreans moving.
I have to get that back.
What's that racket?
I dunno.
Check out your mom!
Mom?
Mom, you there?
I hope he comes.
Shit, here he is!
Jules.
What?
Your video knocked us all on our ass.
You didn't have to change your name.
You should have told us.
- Wait...
- We wanted to do something for you.
Well, anyway, that's all very nice.
Now get out your drawing pads
and 2B pencils.
Hurry up.
I've heard what you're going through,
and I'm so sorry.
No, it's okay. I mean...
For a few weeks now
we've seen
that something hasn't been right.
But I didn't dare ask you
if you were okay.
There's no need...
As your main teacher, I must tell you
we're with you in this ordeal.
I can bring your homework
to the hospital, we can Skype.
We'll do everything we can to...
No, really,
don't worry about any of that.
Sorry.
Last night I had a vision
of a little bald guy.
I thought it meant a problem
for my baby.
But when I got in this morning,
I realized it was you.
Here.
That might come in handy.
Thanks.
- You know...
- Ma'am.
- Yes?
- Can I go outside with the others?
- Yes, go on.
- Thanks.
Well, see you.
Make the most of it.
Everyone knows!
The students, the teachers, everyone!
- We need a way out.
- There isn't one.
- We're fucked! What can we do?
- Jordan, okay?
I'll come clean.
- Farewell!
- No, are you crazy? Don't!
What else can we do?
I dunno.
We say he's a lookalike.
We translated it wrong.
There's 400 euros now,
and you're gonna say that?
- What did you just say?
- What?
- What?
- What?
- What?
- What?
How much?
410 euros. It keeps going up.
410 euros is half a PS5.
We already got half a PS5!
- No, we're gonna give it back.
- No, we're not!
What?
We'll keep quiet and see.
- Are you serious?
- We do nothing, we just let people talk.
The kitty'll fill up by itself.
Eventually I'll tell everyone I'm cured.
Everyone'll be happy.
You got a better idea?
What will you do
when they ask about your disease?
I dunno.
Their shaved heads are freaking me out.
- You don't wanna do chemo?
- Are you crazy?
It's really dangerous.
My granddad had prostate cancer.
Chemo wore him out.
You stupid or what?
Not for real.
Just tell everyone you're gonna do it,
then skip school for a bit.
Yeah, not bad.
From tonight I'm outta here.
Wait.
Come on.
So we have an aggression situation.
I'm an elderly victim.
I need a mugger.
William, you have a mugger's face.
I don't know what he's going to do.
He grabs me violently by the collar.
He'll try to strangle me.
Not gonna happen!
Get to your feet right away.
First, smack his ears.
Headbutt if you have to, elbow,
on the table!
Lay into him, kick the chair away.
Don't give him any chance at all.
Observe all around, peripheral vision.
Headbutt,
elbow to the throat, genital blow.
Here, I take his right arm and break it.
Arm lock! It hurts, huh?
How does it feel?
You totally take him apart.
That's self-defense.
You have to go from zero to 100% crazy
in an instant.
You see?
You're in control the entire time.
When you've had enough,
grab the beast and dump it!
And you keep on laying into him.
You give him no chance.
- Who's next?
- Me, Sir.
Since I found out I was sick,
I've made the most of life.
I know it could suddenly end.
You two!
Come in, you get priority.
Out of the way, please.
Out of the way.
Hello.
- Thanks.
- Hello.
You want more?
Yes.
Is that okay?
Can I have some more?
Me too?
No.
Please.
Patrick's hypoglycemic at the moment.
- It's not easy.
- Okay, then.
- Thanks.
- Bye.
Have a nice day.
Please excuse my son's absence
due to terminal illness.
Done it.
I've said a week.
Can't it be just two days?
Are you kidding?
We're late, hurry up.
No, leave it.
They'll clear up for us.
"May 1940,
the defeat, the Nazi invasion,
"my young husband a POW.
"Ptain's address on June 17.
"The appeal from General de Gaulle
in London on June 18.
"For me the war isn't over."
What's your problem?
You were told to shave your head!
It's okay, guys.
Shit, that's bad!
Akhenaton.
Mom!
Mom, I'm going!
Have a nice day, my love
Kiss-kiss
Fucking bus driver!
Would it kill you to wait?
It's the same every day.
Jordan?
Hi.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
Well, no, not really.
I got cancer at the moment.
Did you know?
Yeah, I know.
Were you checking out the landscape
for the drawing?
- Yeah. Well, I...
- Mornas is so beautiful.
Totally.
Shit, he's stopped!
Shall I bring your homework
to the hospital?
No, it's not allowed.
Okay. See you here again
tomorrow morning.
- Yeah, see you.
- See you.
Anyone there?
1st meeting of the baldies!!!!
Jordan.
This is for you.
We're thinking of you, bro'.
We're here!
Here we are, all together.
It's totally dope!
Record your voicemail message
after the signal.
Hi, this is Vronique Gonalons'
voicemail.
Leave a message after the beep. Bye!
- Got it?
- Yeah, that should be good.
Now put my number
in your contact book.
If they try to call your mom,
they'll get my voicemail.
That's awesome. You rock!
How was school?
Yeah, everyone's changed
since you got cancer.
William picked me first at basketball.
I even got to hug Mathilde.
Can you imagine? Mathilde!
Well, I gotta go.
- Hanging out with them?
- No, I'm gonna help my dad.
I been thinking.
Can't I get back from chemo earlier?
I'm bored shitless.
Don't you get it? You don't recover from
Hodgcain's lymphoma in five minutes.
You do as I say and lie low for a week.
You wanna be seen living it up?
No one must see you.
A ghost!
Jordan, you finished with my phone?
I'm just installing the anti-virus.
Anyway, I'm going.
See you, Casper.
Yeah! Yeah!
Good. On today's agenda
is a list of this week's
anti-hairies actions,
the delivery of Jordan's homework,
and the choosing of a leader.
Yes, Clment?
- Why are you the leader?
- It's not necessarily me.
We need to organize an election
to choose him.
If you organize the election,
that's cheating.
Yeah, right.
I'm not organizing it.
Someone has to talk.
- Who made you the talker?
- No one! I'm doing you a favor.
If you don't like it, you do it.
No, I don't want to.
- What do you want, then?
- Nothing in particular.
I want to be sure that a proper
democratic debate takes place. That's all.
Yeah, he's right.
Oh, shit!
THE FOLLOWING DAYS
Stop!
No, not today!
No!
It's the same every day!
Do you do it on purpose,
you asshole?
Seriously?
Shit!
Jordan?
Hi.
We're gonna hang out by the river later.
Come along if you've nothing else to do.
I think Patrick's coming.
Seriously?
Yeah. He's pretty cool, actually.
Yeah, well, it depends.
How do you mean?
Yeah, he's cool, but...
he wasn't when I first met him.
Yeah?
He'd wear warm-ups
with Chinese signs on them.
That's so fugly.
Maybe later, then?
- This is nice, huh?
- Yeah, the sun's too strong.
We're better here. Chillin'.
I stay in the shade
because I don't use sun cream.
- Really?
- Yeah.
It pollutes the oceans.
I don't wanna be part of that.
It kills the coral.
- The what?
- The coral.
They're animals that look like rocks,
but in lots of colors.
They lose their color and die,
because of sun cream.
A buddy in Hawaii sent me photos.
What do these corals look like?
Shit, that's stylin'!
Let's go for a swim.
Yeah, sweet.
Yeah, let's go.
Maybe later.
I used to be embarrassed about it,
but now I roll with it.
Yeah. Anyway, we're all the same.
Boys, girls. We're all human beings.
No, there are lots of differences.
But accept who you are.
I don't think hair makes me
any more or less beautiful.
So why should I shave?
Yeah, you're right.
Chillin'!
Shit!
There's Jordan.
The doctors intubed me
for a few hours.
I was tired, but anyway...
I got some rest.
I'm getting my strength back.
Right.
I was telling them about your chemo.
Maybe coming out so soon
wasn't very... "sensible."
Yeah, it's fine. I'm allowed.
It's crazy.
You're so brave.
Blowback!
That weed is raw!
Shit! Sorry.
It's not a problem.
I can't get two cancers
at the same time!
Wanna move?
Yeah.
There! I've copied
what wasn't in the workbook.
In red is everything we'll be tested on.
That's history. World War II.
Cold War. The stuff we love!
Thanks.
Something wrong?
I'm good. Sorry.
It's just school, it's a pain.
A ball-buster.
And what's happened to you scares me.
The doctors say
I have a 90% chance of surviving.
92.4%, I think.
They don't just say that
to reassure you?
You're pale.
No, I checked it on WebMD.
Yeah.
- You play the guitar?
- No.
Well, yes.
I don't talk about it at school.
People diss heavy metal.
I've always played it.
I sing, I play piano,
and a bit of guitar.
Stylin'!
Know what you should do?
- What?
- A YouTube channel.
- You think so?
- Yeah, you could put some tunes out.
I'm not sure.
Too much competition.
I might look ridiculous.
Ridiculous?
Seriously?
Sing me a song, Fanni. Come on!
- No way!
- I'm filming.
Stop it!
- No!
- I'll film you.
- You'll get lots of views.
- I look awful.
- I'm sure it'll be great.
- Cut it out!
- Sing a song.
- Jordan, you're a pain!
You really are!
Don't tell the others I do that, please.
- Only Mathilde knows.
- No problem.
You know for her Halloween party?
She's asked me to play.
I'm not sure it's a good idea.
Are you going?
I haven't been invited.
Shit!
It's a "plus one" thing.
You're supposed to take your boyfriend.
Do you have a passion?
Yeah, video games.
For real? I didn't know.
I've been into it forever.
- I'd like to work in it.
- What sort of job?
I draw a lot.
I've got sketchpads full of ideas.
Entire worlds.
So I dunno.
Game designer, graphic artist,
story writer...
So many options, I haven't chosen yet.
Does your mom approve?
I dunno.
She still thinks
I wanna be an astronaut.
I'd love to play Wacken Open Air.
It's a festival in Germany,
the world's biggest.
All my favorite bands have played it.
Nightwish, Ghost, Rammstein...
- Sounds good.
- Totally!
- But there's no way.
- Why?
Well, even just forming a band is tough.
Last year I played a few times
with a pal of my dad's.
Nol. He's a heating engineer.
He was nice, but...
Shit!
In any case, has anyone from Mornas
ever gotten famous?
The mayor was on TV
when we had those floods.
Doofus!
It's funny, though.
We've known each other since...
1st grade.
Well, I think so.
Since 1st grade,
and I didn't even know that you draw.
And you didn't know I play music.
And why?
Because of conventions.
Unwritten rules
even stricter than school rules.
Telling us how we have to dress,
what music to like...
who to hang out with.
The rules which made me say no
in 5th grade,
when you wanted to go out with me.
You hadn't forgotten?
No.
Had you?
What you doing? Making love?
Studying. Scram, retard!
Well...
I'd better go.
Wanna come with me?
Did you say something?
Me?
No.
- I sent you something.
- Yeah?
- I haven't looked.
- Okay.
See you.
Why didn't you stay at home
like we said?
I was bored while you were having fun
with your new buddies.
Having fun? No!
I was doing what we said, nothing else.
Shush, my mom!
You really gotta be careful.
- It was okay at the river.
- I swear!
The baldies want everyone bald!
They're like a cult!
- It's spinning out of control.
- Bullshit.
You just wanna be alone
with your new pals.
Stop being scared all the time.
No one suspects a thing.
What if a teacher saw you smoking?
Or on your bike?
What? Will they think I faked cancer
to buy a PS5?
Anyway, I'll go back to school tomorrow
and say I'm cured.
We take the cash and it's over.
I brought your jacket.
- Fanni!
- Fuck you, asshole!
Wait, please!
JORDAN THE BRAVE
Who are you?
You wanna give me some money?
Your PS5?
No, I just wanna take a dump.
Go shit, then, asshole!
Whatever the reason,
violence has no place
in this establishment.
Were you thinking?
- Yes, sorry, Ma'am.
- "Yes, sorry, Ma'am"!
And hitting a sick person?
Apologize to Jordan, not to me.
This is very serious.
Can't you see the state he's in?
Do you realize
what the consequences could have been?
I got Hodgcain's lymphoma, you freak!
He's just been in hospital.
Is this how you welcome him back?
- Psycho!
- That's enough!
He trod on your feet a bit,
don't blow it out of proportion.
Get your contact books out.
I'll write a note to your parents.
What's this?
My mom's signature.
You, take this and get outta here!
Suck it up!
What's this?
I don't know.
- You don't know?
- No.
It looks like someone was practicing
forging my mom's signature.
- But it wasn't you?
- No.
I'll call your mother.
Yeah, go ahead.
She'll be at work.
I'm calling her anyway.
I haven't since you got sick.
We'll see.
Yeah? I'm in class. Who's that?
Hello. Mrs. Lacombe speaking.
Can I speak to Mrs. Gonalons, please?
Hello?
You must have dialled the wrong number.
What's that lymphoma
that you said you have?
Hodgcain's.
Why?
An aunt of mine had it.
And everyone said Hodgkin's.
Not Hodgcain's.
I dunno.
I never want to have to say it again.
I'll try your mom again.
She's a nurse, right?
Can I go, please?
- Do you know which hospital?
- I don't remember.
We shall look and we shall find.
There aren't that many hospitals
out in the sticks. So...
Ambroise Par Hospital. That's it.
Wait, I can explain.
Hello. Can I talk to Vronique Gonalons?
- Her son's school principal.
- You can't do this to a sick person!
Thank you, yes.
Shit!
I've done nothing wrong,
it's not my fault.
If so, there's no problem
me talking to your mom.
Fanni.
I'm not an asshole.
Guys.
You see that?
- Fuck!
- Ma'am?
What are you doing?
- What you doing?
- Watch your mouth!
- Look how you're treating him!
- That's up to me!
It's a riot.
We won't have class
'cos it's, like, traumatic.
True that.
IN THE EVENOF A TERRORIST ATTACK
- He's not sick!
- Resign! Resign!
Stop filming!
Stop it, I said!
Calm down!
What's going on here? Get back!
Get back, I said!
This nonsense is over.
A disciplinary hearing for you both
next week.
Until then,
I don't want to see you.
New Caledonia has been battered
all day by winds of over 200km/h...
Is work okay?
Yeah.
The unit was happy
with the donation of 3,507 euros.
Three thousand, five hundred
and seven euros!
- Give me that.
- Hold on.
Give it to me!
I'm sick of that too!
Our minds are turned to mush
by fucking screens!
No, stop.
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
We're together now.
You'd better get used to it.
24/7 with Mom!
- Get the car keys and come with me.
- Shit, Mom!
What good will that do?
You can't take my freedom of thought!
Mom!
Lock it. Lock it!
SON OF A BITCH
ASSHOL FAGGOFuck!
I don't believe it.
- Okay? You're allowed out?
- Maybe not, but I've come anyway.
You too, huh?
Yeah. You know who did it?
The baldies.
They wrote "motherfucker"
on Dad's goat shed.
He wiped it off before Mom saw it.
Shit!
It didn't go as planned.
I have to tell you something.
I've decided
I don't want to see you anymore.
- What?
- I feel better away from you.
These few weeks with the others
have been nice.
When you joined us it was ruined.
What you talking about?
They ruined it all.
- We were fine before.
- No, we weren't.
Being with you is impossible,
you're overbearing.
I have to go along with your ideas
or just shut my mouth.
I can get on with everyone.
If not for my cancer,
no one would've talked to you.
See! It's always all about you.
- Maybe they just like me.
- And me! I like you.
They're two-faced.
They've dumped you, it's just us again.
You don't get it.
I don't want it anymore.
There used to be Patrick and Jordan.
Now there's Patrick... and Jordan.
Okay?
Oh, yeah?
What'll you do at your parents' farm?
- Milk the goats?
- And you?
Chop an arm off to win over Fanni?
- She was only nice because of the cancer.
- Shut up!
Great debating skills!
Come here! Shit!
If I could come out, I'd kick your ass!
LOL!
At least now I know what a...
narcissist you are!
And a rube!
I don't wanna see you again!
Come on, guys, no lagging!
Stay behind me.
Go, go, go!
Faster, that's too slow!
Fanni??? Please answer
I miss you
We are gonna hunt Jordan down!
Then we'll put him in the ground!
Jordan, I told you to play with them.
But...
So, Baptiste, how are you today?
Sick.
When do I get out?
You have to be patient.
Lift your arm up.
There, that's perfect.
I've brought you a visitor.
My son, Jordan.
He wanted to spend some time with you.
Sweet!
I'll be back in an hour.
Be really nice to him.
Do you have cancer too?
No. Well, yes.
Actually, no.
- So why are you bald?
- I'm a fan of IAM.
It's a long story.
It might suit IAM,
but it doesn't suit you.
It's ugly.
Make yourself useful.
Switch the PS on.
The hospital got a donation
two days ago.
From a billionaire or someone like that.
Shit, you got Ghost of Tsushima !
Automata, The Last of Us...
Yeah, they're shit!
My favorite is Fort Boyard.
Go on, open it.
I hide it there from my parents.
They don't want me
playing really violent games.
In case they traumatize me.
- It's your first time playing this?
- Yeah.
I saw demos on YouTube.
You're fucking good!
But I'm better!
You bastard,
you shouldn't have done that!
You fucker!
Calm down, it's only a game.
If I get through this, I'll waste you,
you son of a bitch!
I'm glad you played with Baptiste.
Yeah.
Was he okay?
Really nice.
I'm exhausted, I'm going to bed.
Goodnight.
Goodnight.
Jordan.
Jordan.
Come here, my Jordan.
Halloween party!!!
That was awesome.
Especially the first song.
And the third one.
And the eleventh.
Did the others stink?
I know you're mad at me.
That cancer thing was bullshit.
I didn't have it.
But the rest was real.
That day we spent together
was the best day of my life.
I can die happy now.
Good, because I want to kill you!
You're a bastard.
A fucker.
The biggest son of a bitch ever.
And I hate you even more because
despite all that I can't really hate you.
I started a YouTube channel.
The first video
was just after you left my place.
I got, like, 1,500 views.
That's twenty times
the number of people at this party.
The population of Mornas.
That's cool.
Through that I got to meet my bassist.
Now I can play gigs.
I know it's sort of thanks to you.
It'll be you, then.
Mornas' first star.
- Fanni, I wanna tell you something.
- They all hate me.
Watch out.
William says he's never felt
so betrayed before.
- Fanni!
- And his mom abandoned him at birth!
Fanni, come out.
- Fanni!
- You'd better go.
Come out!
- Hi, you okay?
- Yeah, and you?
Yeah, I wanted to tell you...
Who are you?
- What were you doing in there?
- Nothing.
- Tell us.
- We were just talking.
- In the bedroom?
- Aren't we allowed to talk?
I thought we had a thing.
Why so quiet? Do I know you?
- Do we know him?
- Stop it!
- Show your face.
- Stop it!
Stop him!
Stop him!
Stop that bastard werewolf!
Stay there.
Show your face.
Do it, asshole!
Let me go.
I'm not who you think I am.
It's him.
Hand me the potatowitzer.
Take the mask off if you're a man.
Quick or you'll end up
as shepherd's pie.
Not only do you pretend to have cancer,
but you dare come flaunting here.
Say sorry and I won't fire.
Sorry.
Shit!
You said you wouldn't.
Say you're a piece of shit
and I won't fire.
I'm a piece of shit.
Kiss my feet.
- You'll fire anyway.
- Exactly.
Shit!
Get back, you Nazis!
Get back, I said!
You all, out!
Who's the piece of shit now?
Only one person can judge Jordan.
The principal!
At the disciplinary council.
Go on, get outta here!
One last thing.
"Asshole" has an "e", asshole!
- They'll kill us!
- No, they're Bintje potatoes.
They're soft,
perfect for mashed potatoes.
They really hurt!
They must be the ones
in the gratin at school.
- Mona Lisa?
- Yeah.
Faster! We're dead!
That way, guys.
Guys, they're in the factory.
You, that way.
You, round there.
I'll take the middle.
- You calling the cops?
- No, my mom.
Jordan?
Where are you, my little werewolf?
- We're gonna kill you.
- I think this is the end.
Jordan.
I'm gonna make them suffer.
There are four behind the bush.
Three by the post.
- Four coming from the front.
- That leaves three.
Dude, how many times we done this
in Call of Duty ?
A hundred? A thousand?
Ten thousand?
We can take them,
IRL, just you and me.
Spawn kill on three!
One,
two,
three!
Please!
Can anyone hear us?
Please!
Help us!
Jordan,
do you think they've forgiven us?
Yeah, we could look at it like that.
I don't wanna die this young.
Good luck, buddy.
- I'm sorry.
- Is that all you have to say?
- You'd make me say it anyway.
- Cut that out!
Are you jerking me around?
What happened?
Tell me!
I just wanted to see someone.
You just wanted to see someone?
You just sneaked out at night?
You just started a fight?
And you just got brought home by the cops
when you're grounded till you're 18?
Didn't it occur to you
that it could all end badly?
No one was supposed to know me.
Did you think
people wouldn't recognize you?
Windows were smashed with potatoes
because of you.
- Who'll pay for that?
- That was Patrick.
Come on now!
You expect me to believe you?
Mr. Champion of Truth!
I'm talking to you!
You have such an asshole attitude
I don't know how to punish you.
Don't even think of how to punish me.
- There's no point.
- What?
I'm not going
to the disciplinary hearing.
I can finish ninth grade in Cholet.
I'll live with Dad
and go to school there.
They can expel me, I don't care!
I'm not staying in this shithole village.
I'm bored shitless.
I've always been bored shitless.
Not just since my cancer.
Who are you, Jordan?
Who am I?
You were such a sweet little boy.
I no longer recognize you.
You don't know me.
How would you know me?
You're never here!
How has it taken you so long to realize?
We never do anything together.
You don't realize
the things I have to deal with.
What job do I want to do?
What job do I want to do?
What's my favorite subject?
Which teachers do I like?
Which ones don't I like?
Who are my buddies?
No, you won't know any of that.
We only communicate via the Post-its
you stick on the fridge!
Fucking Post-its!
Which I hate!
I hate you too.
Patrick's mom says you can sleep over.
Kiss-kiss
I'm on duty tonight, don't wait up
I love you
Call Gran for her birthday!!!
Positive thoughts!
I'll be home early!
Kiss-kiss
Pick up parcel, honey
Siri, am I a good person?
I cannot say.
SON OF A BITCH
ASSHOL FAGGOWant some breakfast?
I tried to make scrambled eggs.
- But I messed them up.
- It doesn't matter.
I found the recipe online.
Do you know
when I can have my wires back?
No.
Dear Principal,
Dear Class Representatives...
- Patrick just got a warning.
- He'll be coming back to school, then.
Hello.
Hello.
Take your cap off.
Thank you all for coming
to this disciplinary hearing
of Jordan Gonalons.
The kid is exposed to violence
from morning till night.
Violence is everywhere,
on the Internet, in video games...
- Of course he's out of control.
- It's not video games.
Ten years ago it was horror movies.
"They'll all turn into murderers!"
You see any here?
He lied to buy a games console.
That doesn't mean he'll kill anyone.
- That's how it starts, then it grows.
- Let's try to be fair.
It was a cry for help,
he wants to be loved.
Isn't that like all of us?
No, but...
If we don't set limits,
if we don't stop it,
if we don't make an example,
why are we here?
Sorry, but...
Yes, we love them, yes, we're
well-meaning, yes, little butterflies...
But no, not now! Not now!
Don't talk to me like I'm an idiot.
- I wasn't, but...
- He fooled us all, right?
- Sorry, but we must have discipline.
- And limits.
Jordan, so you know why you're here.
This was a serious matter, lying,
which led to truancy.
And it was a moral offense
against your classmates
and the entire school family.
Before we deliberate,
if you have anything to say in your
defense, now is the time.
Dear Principal, Dear Teachers,
Dear Class Representatives...
As Zola said in L'Assommoir,
published in serial form in 1876,
"In the public domain
and the Republic of Letters,
"we must forgive each other, mustn't we,
"if we don't want to live like savages?"
He relates the story of...
What's he doing, a TED Talk?
No, Mr. Gonalons, that won't do.
You can't read all those pages.
That's good work on Zola, but...
we'd like to know...
- He took it straight off Wikipedia.
- No, I got it in the book.
Without your written speech,
what do you have to say?
I'm sorry.
To start with, it was me and Patrick...
I didn't mean to...
It all started with, well...
It was our PS4, which...
It was also...
I had my head totally shaved,
and so...
I didn't mean to...
I'm really sorry.
Very clear! I don't know about you,
but I'm not convinced by his arguments.
Even less by his apathy.
He'll never change. That's how he is.
Hold on.
Hold on, please.
- I'm sorry, but...
- Listen to me!
I...
I want to say that I take responsibility
for the trouble
which my son may have caused.
I'm never there.
I'm not there enough for him,
and we no longer communicate.
When I moved to this village, I imagined
a perfect life in the countryside,
with a father, and brothers and sisters,
for Jordan.
But that's not how it turned out.
Despite that,
Jordan never held it against me.
As a child he was always joyful,
curious,
and very considerate to his mommy.
Now he has something
to feel guilty for.
And so do I.
So I'm asking you if...
you would like
to let us make amends.
I didn't intend to say nothing.
I know.
We'll now deliver the verdict.
After due deliberation,
the jury has decided,
in view of the seriousness,
and despite a sort of half-repentance
from your son,
to expel Jordan permanently,
with immediate effect.
There!
I declare the hearing over.
Thank you, everyone.
Have a nice evening.
Fanni.
Can remote relationships work?
Because...
I'm not a saint.
If you want a perfect guy,
that's not me.
But if you want someone
who learns from his mistakes...
maybe I could fit the bill.
You the cancer guy?
My name's Jordan.
Is Patrick coming to the bus stop?
Yeah, he said he will.
Your dad'll be waiting for you.
- Call me if there's anything you need.
- Right.
Mom.
I'm a bit scared.
It'll be okay.
It's normal to be scared.
Cool of you to come.
Don't get carried away,
I won't make a habit of it. I got a GF.
So...
you're going to Cholet?
Yeah, to my dad's.
The high school does a design option.
So I can be a game designer.
Will you come back?
Yeah, every weekend.
We can hang,
if you're not too busy with Mathilde.
I can work it, don't worry.
By the way,
I did your drawing for the art teacher.
- The drawing of Mornas?
- Yeah.
Like she told us,
I drew my own vision of it.
In the end,
I think it's a beautiful village.
Open it when...
I've gone.
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