The Doll (2025) Movie Script
It's another gentle summer's day.
Around 15 degrees this morning,
rising to a maximum of 26 at midday
around Lons-le-Saunier.
Hey stars, it's Astro Time
and the future's bright!
It's a fire-sign month,
so look out if you're Aquarius!
As Uranus and Pluto circle close,
don't be surprised
by sudden heart pangs,
it's Cupid with his bow and arrow!
Yes, this week,
Aquarius dives into the sea of love...
Hear that, hon?
So, Aquarius,
prepare to open up your heart...
THE DOLL
- Hey.
- A "W" shape...
- Alright, Rmi?
- And you?
It's all in the quote.
How was paragliding?
Great!
It was super great.
Audrey wants to go again next weekend.
I'm like, "Whoa there"!
So, last day, buddy?
Trying to get things
ready for my replacement.
It's a real mess.
- How was the meeting?
- Great.
The vacuum cleaner...
OK.
Try to close the deal this afternoon.
I've ordered a foosball!
Cheer up, Jrme.
Three weeks will fly by.
Yes, Mr. Mortier?
About that garden...
Two mousses?
He settles down and lets himself go!
Audrey loves me the way I am.
She loves me, period.
You're sure of yourself.
He's right.
That's true love.
Loving someone, despite their body.
So, when do we get to meet Audrey?
Jrme? I need that balcony contract
before you go.
Don't want to overwhelm the temp.
Leaving party tonight!
Bring your wife.
I can't make it.
Six-month anniversary.
- I'm making her a stew.
- The little cherub! Cooking and all...
Actually...
I prefer the other brand.
Don't you, hon?
We should buy groceries
this weekend, huh?
After the paragliding.
The war isn't yet won,
but our hero knows his gamble
of June 18, 1940, has worked.
Resplendent, he advances through Paris
with his troops.
But, despite the cheers
of the joyous crowd,
trouble lies ahead.
The days following the liberation
are confusing...
Hang on...
Go, now!
Hello!
Patricia?
Sorry.
You're early, I love it!
Yes, I cycled in.
Helps avoid the traffic jams.
Meet Patricia, the new temp.
- She's covering Jrme's paternity leave.
- At your service!
- Alright, Rmi?
- It's hot... Don't you think?
They weren't expecting a woman.
My little surprise.
I see I'm in the minority!
I got your request.
Leaving early
on Wednesdays is fine.
As long as the job's done!
You have kids?
Not at all. No children.
Thank goodness!
I do paragliding training on Wednesdays.
- Rmi just tried that!
- No way, whereabouts?
- Sorry?
- Near Mont Blanc.
- In Chamonix?
- Where else?
With Cloud Pleasers?
No, with my wife!
- She loves it.
- You know Glide and Seek?
Heard of them, sure.
Come fly with us sometime.
Yes!
I'll mention it to my wife.
She loves it.
Well...
Back to work!
Doors closing.
I'll take the next.
Well...
Doors closing.
I'll give you the club address.
You can stop by. With your wife.
It's my wife who loves it.
Yes, I got that.
I'm afraid of heights.
Ground floor.
Doors open...
Doors closing.
Doors opening.
- See you tomorrow!
- Yes.
I said I was afraid of heights!
I looked like such a jerk.
Who goes paragliding
if they're afraid of heights?
Who even is this chick?
A paragliding instructor...
Just my luck.
And then, of course,
she barges into the lift
and starts suggesting
we all go paragliding this weekend!
I'm like, whoa there!
What's her problem?
Throughout history, few men, other
than in films or books, can claim...
"That day, I saved the world."
- Winston Churchill is one...
- Nuts, right?
On May 28, 1940,
he'd been prime minister
for only two weeks.
If Churchill wins,
democracy may yet prevail.
If he fails,
the Nazis will conquer Europe
and win the war.
That day, one sole man
will decide the course of history.
Audrey?
You were sleepwalking, bro.
That's all.
What's going on?
Nothing, it's...
It's the wind.
You've got to stop that doll habit.
It's no good.
You're getting paranoid.
I'm not paranoid.
The shutter slammed.
You said your doll put herself to bed.
That's not OK, Rmi.
Besides...
Look...
I probably imagined it.
I'm off to bed.
I'll call you. Love you.
Police, I'm listening.
Hello, I've...
The thing is...
I have a problem.
How shall I put it?
My... doll has woken up.
And now she's gotten up.
Can you clarify?
So, my wife, is... a doll.
Well, usually...
she's a doll.
Sir, have you been drinking?
You know what? Forget it.
Sorry to bother you.
"Protect the environment.
Don't chuck your doll, recycle her
"and get a discount on your next doll.
"It's easy, just download
the form on our website."
"Eve Dolls, 15 Pasture Lane."
15 Pasture Lane...
Wake up.
Enough is enough.
I'm taking you back.
EVE DOLLS
Sorry.
Bye.
No more dolls, Rmi, OK?
- It's over.
- It was my shrink's idea.
They suggested
a cuddly toy to cheer you up, Rmi.
Not a sex doll.
It's your third
and you think it's alive!
I thought I'd found love again.
Am I nuts?
No... but I think
you've got to stop
this delusional dilemma, truly.
Anyway,
I'm waiting for the factory to call.
Meaning?
I sent them an email
explaining the situation
so they'll understand why
Audrey is outside the factory.
It's no bad thing, Rmi.
Our parents were starting to worry.
Mom kept hinting
that you were bullshitting us
about Audrey.
She said "bullshit"?
- Dad said you're gay.
- He said "gay"?
No.
The asshole said "faggot."
I gotta get to work.
I've a meeting too.
You know...
I think your spirit's guiding you
down a new path.
I think it's a good thing.
You'll be OK.
I'm here.
You'll pull through.
I love you.
It's all in the bag?
Yes, it's all there.
Actually...
her stilettos are in the hallway.
Hello?
We had an appointment.
For the lawn...
- In your yard?
- I'm busy.
Sorry.
It was very well done...
- We're raising a toast!
- Alright, Rmi?
- Jrme's baby is born!
- Great.
We didn't get the first name.
Milan? Mila?
- Nila, Lila...
- OK.
I asked them to repeat it twice,
then gave up.
How was your meeting?
- Well...
- We all have bad days.
Rmi, your wife called.
You need to call her back.
Meaning?
Your wife called.
You need to call her back.
- Alright, Rmi?
- Fine, Renan, thanks.
Excuse me, Patricia.
What exactly did my wife say?
She said,
"Hello, can I speak to Rmi Allard?"
I said, "He's at a meeting
can I take a message?"
She said: "It's his wife.
No need for a message."
I said, "Maybe try his cell?"
Awkward pause.
She seemed puzzled by that.
She hung up. That's it.
She said "Rmi Allard,"
you're sure of that?
Maybe just "Rmi,"
I don't remember. Why?
She didn't give her first name?
Yes, she did.
- Aurlie?
- OK! Right, fine...
Audrey!
Aurlie or Audrey?
Decide.
Audrey.
Rmi?
It's you!
Hello, hon! How are you?
What's up?
What do you want?
No, no...
Don't come near me.
What's going on? It's just me!
What's with the attitude?
Look, if this is a joke...
it's really not funny.
A joke? What joke?
Who'd organize this kind of joke?
"Let's dress you up as Rmi's doll!"
Seriously?
Can we go inside?
I'm cold, hungry and tired.
Nope, I prefer this brand.
Did you call my office?
Yep.
A lady lent me her cell.
It's the only number I know.
I'll be right back.
Aren't you hungry, hon?
Don't leave a message.
Unless it's you, Rmi.
It's me again.
Where the hell are you?
Call me back, it's urgent.
Very.
Man, this is awesome.
That's better
than your fake shisha.
- What shisha?
- That electronic mint thing.
It's a full moon.
Your sis is at her woman's group.
It ends late.
Can we watch something other
than "Great Men of History"?
Can I try?
We're wrong.
I still consult the Prime Minister
and the Minister of Culture.
I'm inclined to say
it's the lesser of two evils...
You can't stay here.
I'm sorry... I can't do it.
Why? It's me, Rmi.
No, you were a doll.
- Now, you're a person.
- So what? It's the same.
No, it's not.
It's better, even.
I'm the same, but real.
Great, right?
I can't be with a woman.
What do you mean? Why?
I'll disappoint you.
I'm boring.
- I'm weak. I'm old, too.
- I know.
But I don't care.
I'm programmed to love you.
Even old.
It's my vocation. I'm your wife.
So stop being so distant.
What's going on?
You called me 47 times.
- Yes. That's right. I called you.
- It's about your doll?
Rmi, I'm calling the psych ward.
No, it's OK. All fine.
I was just a bit anxious.
I wanted to invite you for dinner.
I forgot your woman's thing.
I'm fine.
One SMS says, "I'm going to die."
Your voice memo says,
"Bring a gun."
I'll see you tomorrow.
Lots of love.
From the start, Mitterrand's charisma
was his greatest weapon.
An expert in controlling men,
he played on their weaknesses.
So, here's the thing.
I'll sleep on the couch.
If you don't mind.
I'd rather.
The thing is...
I'd rather sleep separately.
We don't know each other,
after all!
- The thing is...
- Take me!
I want you.
Come here and take me!
Stop right there.
Take this.
Sorry.
Either way,
I'll sleep on the couch.
It's best.
Usually you like that in the evening.
Doggy style...
I just wanted to make you happy.
Good night.
Don't abandon me again.
I'm scared, please. Don't leave me.
I don't want to be alone.
I can't live without you!
Take it easy.
I'm here.
I'm here.
What's that?
It's your stomach.
You're hungry.
Is it serious?
No, it's fine. That's life.
Hello, my love.
- Hello.
- Did you sleep well?
Yes.
- And you?
- Really well. I love sleeping.
But, I'm a bit sick.
I've figured out the tummy rumbles.
I've got the shits.
We don't talk about that stuff.
It's private.
Why not?
It's personal.
So it's a no-go.
We might joke around between guys...
How come?
- What d'you mean?
- Why between guys and not girls?
It doesn't really work for girls.
I mean, it's gross.
Why?
Wanna picture a babe shitting?
You'd rather picture a guy?
No, I didn't say that.
What then? I don't get it.
Sometimes you say the craziest things!
Don't forget lunch
with your parents.
- Noon already?
- I'll come too.
What do you mean?
Hey, easy there. Whoa.
Slow down.
This is going too fast.
They've waited six months to meet me!
What's the problem?
Can I borrow this?
What'll I tell Domi?
Domi likes shamanic stuff.
It'll be fine.
Don't mention your stomach issues.
- Just let my dad talk.
- Like father, like son.
Shit, you don't have shoes?
- I couldn't find my stilettos.
- Who are you talking to?
- Hi, Domi!
- What's that?
It's Audrey, my doll.
I told you she'd come to life.
You called it
a delusional dilemma.
Well, here's the dilemma.
Take your shoes off too.
It'll be less weird.
What is this bullshit?
A joke?
A joke?
Who'd organize this kind of joke?
Let's play a trick on Domi!
Let's dress you up as my doll!
No.
Hello, ma'am.
What a surprise!
What a surprise.
Bernard?
Bernard,
Rmi came with Audrey!
Rmi came with Audrey.
After all this time, finally!
We thought
he might have made you up!
What a miracle.
Audrey, my dear,
I'm charmed to meet you.
We thought
he might have made you up!
Such beauty.
Such beauty.
I wasn't prepared...
Prepared for what? Why?
We took off shoes, for hygiene.
Of course. Absolutely.
Come with me.
Come, dear Audrey.
- Would you like some wine?
- We need to talk, Rmi.
You hired a Russian hooker?
A Russian hooker?
Seriously, Domi?
She looks like a Russian hooker?
Half Russian hooker, half hippy.
Well done.
Great clichs, Domi.
Super enlightened and non-binary.
Pretty girl? Must be a Russian whore.
No shoes? She's a hippy!
I made the fries specially for you, baby.
Sorry.
What are you doing, Audrey?
The fries are for Rmi.
He loves fries,
but they're for everyone!
Not just for me, hon.
She's a real gem.
A gem.
- We love the "Great Men" show.
- Get the cheese?
So interesting on Giscard...
Unfairly criticized in his final year.
You know Bernard Loiseau?
The great French chef.
He never drank water.
One glass of Beaujolais,
one glass of Gevrey-Chambertin,
one Beaujolais, one Mazis-Chambertin,
one Beaujolais...
Tell me the truth, Rmi.
You found a doll
with a "meet the parents" setting?
- How much?
- I'm baffled.
I don't get it.
She just came alive.
Take you, for example,
you could easily be a man.
Like she became alive...
It's not the same!
Besides, I don't want to become a man.
I hope you don't get hurt.
She's perfect,
if she doesn't hurt you.
Mom, stop...
He's suffered enough.
Your father adores her, too.
This is it. Rmi's room.
Look.
So you're...
You're really a doll?
- When did you...
- I don't know.
One evening,
Rmi came home from work.
He was talking to me
and bam, I came to life.
- Just like that.
- Exactly.
What are you up to?
Come on, let's go.
Dad wants to nap.
What now?
- Enough of these whisperings.
- I've got it, Rmi!
Audrey was sent by a deity!
The Goddess of Dolls.
Now, her mission is to save
all the dolls in the world!
Get a grip.
Did you look at her?
She was sent by the God of Men!
The God of Assholes, yes.
White cisgender assholes.
Rmi, I'm proud of you.
Your young lady is perfect.
- What did I say?
- What did I say.
- Here, you can keep them.
- Thanks, Domi.
Is that you?
So cute!
I can't wait
for this current teen rebellion to pass.
Rmi has been very hurt by love.
Very, very hurt.
Emma.
What happened?
She left him.
- And?
- That's it.
She said she'd always seen him
as a nice doggy.
- No, Mom, a nice "buddy."
- Same difference.
Look after my Rmi.
You caused quite a stir.
My father's face!
Rmi, do you have some disease?
No, why?
Your Mom said to look after you.
It's just an expression.
She's my mom!
She wants me to be well.
But I'm not your mother.
I'm your doll. If I have
to be Mom too... It stresses me out.
Can we go swimming?
Your father...
Is he the one
who turned your mom into a doll?
She's not a doll.
He operated on her, yes.
He's a plastic surgeon.
Why?
What do you mean?
Mom's a flirt.
- She hates growing old.
- Really?
Like many women.
But not men?
For women, it's harder.
Why?
Well, it's just that...
It's harder
for women to age.
Be less attractive.
Attractive to whom? Men?
No, I mean... To themselves.
As well.
Don't buy it. You don't get
your skin stretched for yourself.
That's why you like dolls.
You're nuts!
You want no brains and no wrinkles.
No, I never said that.
- You're crushing me.
- Sorry, excuse me.
I'll show you how not to crush me.
There.
What are you...
No...
Whoa there, slow down.
You're going too fast, slow down.
Go slowly...
What's wrong?
- I'm not doing anything.
- It's great.
Keep going.
Doors opening.
Hey, guys!
Hey, Patti.
- Alright, Rmi?
- I'm great! Super great!
Went gliding with your wife?
And the rest!
What field does Audrey work in, Rmi?
Communications.
She set up
a successful start-up.
- A unicorn, actually.
- That's amazing.
I didn't know. Where's she based?
Well...
She works from home.
A unicorn?
It's a start-up
valued at a billion dollars.
She's Megan Rapinoe!
- Go easy...
- C'mon, block it!
Easy-peasy.
- I was regional foosball champ.
- Really?
That explains it.
- Your players?
- There.
Easy, buddy...
Look out!
Get the ball.
- Go, go!
- Block them.
No way!
Twice in a row!
We win!
It's me!
Audrey?
Why all the buttons?
I don't get it. Why me?
I'm gonna lose it.
What the hell are these buttons?
Fucking shirt!
You scared me.
- I'll help.
- No!
I saw an awesome vertical steam iron
on TikTok.
Can we buy it?
I sold a terrace over there yesterday.
Thanks to Patti.
Patricia.
A colleague.
She went paragliding with a superrich guy
who'd just bought a house in the area.
She's a kickass foosball player.
Not surprising.
She was international champion.
- At?
- Foosball.
Foosball.
I need to put on a whites wash.
You're...
You're wearing a nightie.
It's all I have.
You're out of shirts.
Why not go clothes shopping, hon?
I have no money.
Here we are.
At last!
Audrey.
I said I'd introduce you.
- Baby's sleeping.
- Welcome.
- It's nice and cold.
- I'm starving.
Thank you.
Buddy, you're my hero.
My hero!
I've never seen such a babe.
She's not that hot.
Just half-naked.
- So, Audrey, you like paragliding?
- Para what?
- Yes! I love it.
- My wife is on a spa weekend.
Poor man.
His wife has a double life.
Everyone knows. He can't admit it.
He's worried she'll leave him.
Poor thing, that's awful.
Rmi's ex left him
and he never got over it.
- He looks completely recovered!
- Not at all.
I'm lucky he took me.
Have you ever been dumped?
Yep.
The last time was the last straw.
It was this guy who loved golf.
I hate golf, but, for him,
I pretended to love it.
We're on the green,
he hops into his buggy and drives off!
Just disappears.
I spent the night on the green.
I either get dumped
or I'm "just a friend."
- Like Rmi. You're a nice doggy.
- Hey, pal.
- Hi.
- How are you?
Babe, I just had my first laugh!
You're in communications?
Yes, I love it.
A unicorn!
Alright.
Let's raise a toast!
- Got your glass?
- Yes.
- Where's Jrme?
- I'm here! All good.
At last, he's asleep.
It's not a girl?
Yes, sorry.
At last, she's asleep.
- To Audrey!
- To Audrey.
Big news.
Saudi Arabia
is creating a city in the desert.
We've got to pitch!
They need fake lawns.
A Saudi rep will be
at the soccer finals in Lyon.
- I have two seats.
- Me, me!
- You're on leave.
- Dammit.
I'm sending Rmi.
He doesn't even like soccer!
Herv, Rmi is fluent in English.
No, he isn't.
Me neither.
But I speak Arabic.
You should send Patricia too.
She speaks Arabic.
Is that true, Patti?
You're Arab Christian?
No.
Sure. Good idea, Audrey!
OK for you, Rmi?
Yeah... OK!
- Patti?
- I love soccer, so sure!
- Team building.
- Team building!
- I'll get some bread.
- Quietly, please.
- You look after the baby?
- No.
Yeah, of course.
My wife and I.
But I'm back at work soon.
Can't wait to get back!
Because three weeks...
- It's very long...
- Really?
You prefer playing foosball
to looking after your baby?
- What was I saying, love?
- Hey, love.
The little brush by the toilet,
it's to clean it?
Yeah, absolutely.
You don't use it much!
What would you like to do in life?
Now you're alive...
Have you thought?
- It's important.
- Like?
I don't know.
What would you like to do?
Something...
A career, for example?
A job?
Earn your living.
Or not.
Having a life of your own.
- For you.
- I can't do anything.
I've got no money, no job...
All I know is this house.
It's hard to suddenly have a life.
But thank you, my love.
I have you.
I hurt your feelings?
No, that's not it.
- What's up?
- It's Patricia.
She said Eric's afraid
his wife will leave.
I'll never leave you.
That's why you got a doll.
So she wouldn't leave you.
So you wouldn't suffer.
Because of Emma, right?
I was crazy about her.
She was the prettiest girl in school.
It was at school?
We were together for 12 years.
In total.
Anyway...
After that, everything stopped.
Until I met you.
You don't have to love a doll.
The mown needs not lawning.
What the fuck?
The lawn...
It's "lawn" and "mow"!
- Our lawns need no mowning.
- Mowing.
Our lawns... our lawns needs mow... no...
Do you speak English or not?
Your CV said you're half American!
My doll...
I mean, my ex was American.
No, it was on your CV.
You must've put "fluent English"
hoping for work trips!
More like "Basic English."
I can't send Herv, he's even worse.
Just make sure you come back
with a deal, OK? Or else.
Alright, get going.
I don't know what to say...
If she becomes a doll again,
I don't know
if I want to be with a doll.
That's progress, Rmi.
You used to prefer dolls.
But I can see she's unhappy
just doing housework.
She tries to pretend
she loves ironing...
That's no way to live.
And it's my fault. I blame myself.
I'm an asshole. Period.
Definitely.
You're right to blame yourself.
Could you ask her to hang out, maybe?
Get her out of the house?
- I'm meeting her after work.
- Alright, cool.
Wait a minute...
Patti!
- Hi, Rmi.
- Hey there, pal!
- What's with the silly voice?
- She's a colleague.
- Are you flirting?
- No, yes...
OK, bye.
You're lucky, it is a good game tonight,
but the problem, this is the player,
he wants to pay him every game more
and more and more! Each game.
Right?
The...
game...
Hello, I'm Abdu,
nice to meet you and you are ?
Patricia. Pleased to meet you.
- You speak Arabic?
- Very badly.
- You like soccer, Patricia?
- I love it!
I watch everything.
The French Premier League,
the French Cup,
the Champions League,
the Nations League,
the Europa League,
the Euro, the World Cup...
Any match, any time!
It's never-ending.
I love it!
Wonderful.
Here you go.
Are you OK, Rmi?
- It took 82 minutes to preen myself!
- Preen your what?
It was a penalty.
He's a great player.
Our lawns need no mowing !
He says the snacks are delicious.
He knows nothing about soccer.
We have the Ol Valley
just for ourselves tonight, lets go!
What did he say?
What's "YouJump"?
What's up with him?
Nothing, he's fine.
Are you OK, Rmi?
- It isn't high.
- I'm stuck.
You've got a cramp?
I can't let go.
- Yes, you can.
- Come on!
Breathe.
- I'm scared.
- I know.
Look, I've got you.
You're safe.
I'm scared of you.
Come on. Trust me, Rmi.
Trust me
or you'll be stuck forever!
I'll guide you gently.
Come on, Rmi, go!
Damn it, Rmi, try!
Look out!
Push me.
Kill this motherfucker!
Good job!
Thanks.
For letting me win.
Yeah, those guys...
Not sure they'd work with a guy
who got beaten by a girl with a sausage.
Beaten by a sausage...
"I got beaten by a sausage,
and you?"
You were good at jousting.
I was water jousting champion.
So I know.
What else are you champion of?
Feel like a drink?
Yes.
- That guy was so into you.
- Who?
Y'know, the guy!
The hot dude you watched the match with.
Leaning on him and all...
Abdu? I leaned on him
because I can't stand in heels.
I've tried everything.
I just fall over.
My legs refuse.
The "hot dude"!
You're nuts.
Anyway, I've given up on men.
Got fed up.
- You're a lesbian?
- Nope.
I tried it, but got fed up too.
I've stopped dating, period.
I got fed up.
You've given up on love?
I masturbate a lot.
How about you?
You're happy with Audrey?
Yes.
But?
I don't know if she really loves me.
It's the age gap.
It's normal to feel insecure.
Great.
You know what I mean!
One day, she'll realize
you're a father complex.
I noticed the other day,
she seems very dependent on you.
I'm the only guy she's ever been with.
You believe that?
Rmi, wake up and smell the coffee!
How did you meet?
- On a site.
- A dating app?
You said you liked paragliding
to "match" with her?
They're both on a train platform.
She waves, but he doesn't see her.
And why doesn't he?
Any thoughts? Audrey?
Because he's going blind.
Well done.
As we haven't seen the movie,
it's kinda dull.
Like recounting your dreams.
I'll get the next course.
Damn, it's back again.
Red alert...
I'll get her some pants.
What did you do the other night?
She's been weird since.
Weird?
She's on her period, that's all.
- It's my period.
- We got that.
I thought it was over, but no.
So annoying!
Let's change the subject?
- Why?
- It's not interesting.
Really?
And an old film nobody's seen is?
You should try having this each month!
You'd talk of nothing else.
Do you have a hairdresser, Audrey?
What for? No thanks.
That's over.
Life's too short.
I'm giving up waxing, too.
How can I have a life
plus wax, cream,
cleanse, tone and slim?
It's all I'll do.
That's not a life.
I'm afraid
she's gone "crusty-queer," Rmi.
Who?
Audrey. She has hairy armpits.
"Crusty," then.
It's sad,
a woman letting herself go.
It's sad, a woman
with fake eyelashes,
fake breasts, fake skin,
even fake hair.
My breasts are real.
Audrey's teaching Dad
about tampons with Wikipedia.
Mom, you haven't been able to laugh
for a decade.
It's my fault
you want to become a man?
I don't want to!
And that you got a doll?
- What?
- The first doll. I let slip.
The first?
No, Mom.
Sorry.
- Wanna swim?
- Can't be bothered.
I've got the women's circle tonight.
Don't wait up.
Here they are!
The Saudis love us,
and want us in Desert City.
Well done, guys!
Here, nice job.
Jrme's extended his leave.
Not ready to leave the baby!
Can Patricia stay?
No, I can't.
My contract ends on Friday.
What about us?
Find a new temp.
What about in sales?
- You wowed the Saudis.
- No.
- Fake grass isn't my thing.
- Really?
- Why?
- Who likes fake grass?
- I do.
- Everyone.
You destroy nature while copying it!
You won't stay?
I thought you might want to.
Why?
- To stay.
- Stay with what?
I don't know.
Why not stay?
If you say "stay" again,
I'll hit you!
It's just that I thought...
you'd stay.
I... gotta go.
OK!
Want a lift?
It's raining.
No, it's not.
Sorry. See you tomorrow!
See you.
- Did you sleep here?
- No.
I couldn't sleep.
Figured I might as well go to work.
I'm off.
Taking the kids to bible study.
Bye.
Where's Patricia?
She quit early.
Her paragliding exam is tomorrow.
- She doesn't like goodbyes.
- How come?
- What?
- She won't say goodbye?
- No note, nothing?
- She doesn't like goodbyes. I get it.
We'll meet for foosball.
She texted me.
Not me.
What are you doing?
YouTube tutorials? Seriously?
To work!
Life's not all team-building.
His wife is "at the spa" again.
Patti, my sadness at learning
you're not coming back is...
- Alright, Rmi?
- I'm off.
- Got a meeting.
- What's up?
Not baby issues?
He doesn't have kids.
Hello?
Hey, honey!
Yes... Tonight?
- Sure.
- Saved by the bell.
"We said 'see you,' not 'goodbye.'
"Good luck for tomorrow, Rmi."
Audrey, you're back?
Are you OK?
It's me.
It's Audrey.
What?
She...
She's back to her old self.
That's impossible.
She's beside me now.
She's a doll.
But yesterday she was fine.
I don't know what to say.
OK, I'll be right there.
Come in, it's open.
Sorry, I'm interrupting.
Audrey's asleep.
She's exhausted.
I came to say goodbye
and check in on you both.
- What the...
- Wait, I'll explain, OK?
I can explain.
- What is that?
- Wait...
- Stupid door!
- Wait.
I'm Domi, Rmi's sister.
- Wait!
- I'm leaving.
- Wait!
- Don't touch me.
Don't touch me.
Let me explain.
It's totally crazy.
There's nothing to say, Rmi.
- Yes, there is.
- You have a doll fetish, fine.
But an Audrey doll? That's creepy.
Where is Audrey?
She's there. It's her.
She's a doll, in reality.
Did you kill her?
What? No, of course not!
- So where is she?
- There, it's her. She's a doll.
She just came to life.
I know it's hard to believe...
Don't judge others. Don't judge...
Patricia, listen.
Yes, I have a doll.
But thanks to her...
Rmi, thanks and all the best.
I was afraid of love, Patricia!
But I'm no longer afraid.
I love you.
I know you hear me.
What are you doing?
I didn't ask my doll to come to life!
Who's that?
Patti, the temp.
I'm in love with her.
Your timing sucks.
Another fucking psycho.
They're all fucking psychos.
They're all psychos.
What happened yesterday?
Nothing.
- She was super into it.
- Meaning?
Well, we celebrated the full moon
with songs and readings.
Then we took snake venom,
puked up, went into a trance...
Screamed, danced, fucked...
The usual.
I don't know what to do.
I can take her.
What'll you do with her?
Put her in a shrine.
She's a goddess. Truly.
Careful, look out!
Let me know how she is?
I mean...
Take care of her.
Go find Patti.
What are you waiting for?
I don't see how I can get past this.
Yep, it's a tough one.
You'll figure it out.
Great team-building idea, Rmi!
An instructor will fly with you.
Except Rmi,
who practiced with his wife,
and will fly on his own.
Now, we'll prepare for take-off.
So everyone line up.
Keep about five meters between you.
I'll follow.
See you in the sky!
- Yeah, in heaven...
- Alright, let's go!
Good luck, Rmi.
This tight enough?
Careful not to fold the canvas.
Ready, Rmi?
Yeah.
You sure about this?
Yes.
I'm a man of my word.
- Do you trust me?
- Yes.
You'll swipe right for a "match"?
Yes.
What's up?
What are you doing?
You were going to do it.
I saw you were going to jump.
I don't want you to die for me.
I was going to, yes.
I believe you, it's okay.
Your story is crazy, but...
OK. I believe you.
But I'll never be your doll.
Got that?
Yes.
- You've never paraglided?
- No.
And you weren't a foosball champion?
I practiced at home.
- And water jousting?
- Not sure it exists!
I'm a champion of nothing.
I don't care.
Shit! Audrey?
What's going on?
I'm still groggy.
That snake venom was hardcore.
By "shrine" did you mean your bed?
FAST TITLES MEDIA
Where's the groundhog?
Here it is!
Yes, Mr. Bouvier.
I was going to call you back.
Yes, legally speaking,
we're good.
Don't cry, it's OK!
Excellent decision.
Around 15 degrees this morning,
rising to a maximum of 26 at midday
around Lons-le-Saunier.
Hey stars, it's Astro Time
and the future's bright!
It's a fire-sign month,
so look out if you're Aquarius!
As Uranus and Pluto circle close,
don't be surprised
by sudden heart pangs,
it's Cupid with his bow and arrow!
Yes, this week,
Aquarius dives into the sea of love...
Hear that, hon?
So, Aquarius,
prepare to open up your heart...
THE DOLL
- Hey.
- A "W" shape...
- Alright, Rmi?
- And you?
It's all in the quote.
How was paragliding?
Great!
It was super great.
Audrey wants to go again next weekend.
I'm like, "Whoa there"!
So, last day, buddy?
Trying to get things
ready for my replacement.
It's a real mess.
- How was the meeting?
- Great.
The vacuum cleaner...
OK.
Try to close the deal this afternoon.
I've ordered a foosball!
Cheer up, Jrme.
Three weeks will fly by.
Yes, Mr. Mortier?
About that garden...
Two mousses?
He settles down and lets himself go!
Audrey loves me the way I am.
She loves me, period.
You're sure of yourself.
He's right.
That's true love.
Loving someone, despite their body.
So, when do we get to meet Audrey?
Jrme? I need that balcony contract
before you go.
Don't want to overwhelm the temp.
Leaving party tonight!
Bring your wife.
I can't make it.
Six-month anniversary.
- I'm making her a stew.
- The little cherub! Cooking and all...
Actually...
I prefer the other brand.
Don't you, hon?
We should buy groceries
this weekend, huh?
After the paragliding.
The war isn't yet won,
but our hero knows his gamble
of June 18, 1940, has worked.
Resplendent, he advances through Paris
with his troops.
But, despite the cheers
of the joyous crowd,
trouble lies ahead.
The days following the liberation
are confusing...
Hang on...
Go, now!
Hello!
Patricia?
Sorry.
You're early, I love it!
Yes, I cycled in.
Helps avoid the traffic jams.
Meet Patricia, the new temp.
- She's covering Jrme's paternity leave.
- At your service!
- Alright, Rmi?
- It's hot... Don't you think?
They weren't expecting a woman.
My little surprise.
I see I'm in the minority!
I got your request.
Leaving early
on Wednesdays is fine.
As long as the job's done!
You have kids?
Not at all. No children.
Thank goodness!
I do paragliding training on Wednesdays.
- Rmi just tried that!
- No way, whereabouts?
- Sorry?
- Near Mont Blanc.
- In Chamonix?
- Where else?
With Cloud Pleasers?
No, with my wife!
- She loves it.
- You know Glide and Seek?
Heard of them, sure.
Come fly with us sometime.
Yes!
I'll mention it to my wife.
She loves it.
Well...
Back to work!
Doors closing.
I'll take the next.
Well...
Doors closing.
I'll give you the club address.
You can stop by. With your wife.
It's my wife who loves it.
Yes, I got that.
I'm afraid of heights.
Ground floor.
Doors open...
Doors closing.
Doors opening.
- See you tomorrow!
- Yes.
I said I was afraid of heights!
I looked like such a jerk.
Who goes paragliding
if they're afraid of heights?
Who even is this chick?
A paragliding instructor...
Just my luck.
And then, of course,
she barges into the lift
and starts suggesting
we all go paragliding this weekend!
I'm like, whoa there!
What's her problem?
Throughout history, few men, other
than in films or books, can claim...
"That day, I saved the world."
- Winston Churchill is one...
- Nuts, right?
On May 28, 1940,
he'd been prime minister
for only two weeks.
If Churchill wins,
democracy may yet prevail.
If he fails,
the Nazis will conquer Europe
and win the war.
That day, one sole man
will decide the course of history.
Audrey?
You were sleepwalking, bro.
That's all.
What's going on?
Nothing, it's...
It's the wind.
You've got to stop that doll habit.
It's no good.
You're getting paranoid.
I'm not paranoid.
The shutter slammed.
You said your doll put herself to bed.
That's not OK, Rmi.
Besides...
Look...
I probably imagined it.
I'm off to bed.
I'll call you. Love you.
Police, I'm listening.
Hello, I've...
The thing is...
I have a problem.
How shall I put it?
My... doll has woken up.
And now she's gotten up.
Can you clarify?
So, my wife, is... a doll.
Well, usually...
she's a doll.
Sir, have you been drinking?
You know what? Forget it.
Sorry to bother you.
"Protect the environment.
Don't chuck your doll, recycle her
"and get a discount on your next doll.
"It's easy, just download
the form on our website."
"Eve Dolls, 15 Pasture Lane."
15 Pasture Lane...
Wake up.
Enough is enough.
I'm taking you back.
EVE DOLLS
Sorry.
Bye.
No more dolls, Rmi, OK?
- It's over.
- It was my shrink's idea.
They suggested
a cuddly toy to cheer you up, Rmi.
Not a sex doll.
It's your third
and you think it's alive!
I thought I'd found love again.
Am I nuts?
No... but I think
you've got to stop
this delusional dilemma, truly.
Anyway,
I'm waiting for the factory to call.
Meaning?
I sent them an email
explaining the situation
so they'll understand why
Audrey is outside the factory.
It's no bad thing, Rmi.
Our parents were starting to worry.
Mom kept hinting
that you were bullshitting us
about Audrey.
She said "bullshit"?
- Dad said you're gay.
- He said "gay"?
No.
The asshole said "faggot."
I gotta get to work.
I've a meeting too.
You know...
I think your spirit's guiding you
down a new path.
I think it's a good thing.
You'll be OK.
I'm here.
You'll pull through.
I love you.
It's all in the bag?
Yes, it's all there.
Actually...
her stilettos are in the hallway.
Hello?
We had an appointment.
For the lawn...
- In your yard?
- I'm busy.
Sorry.
It was very well done...
- We're raising a toast!
- Alright, Rmi?
- Jrme's baby is born!
- Great.
We didn't get the first name.
Milan? Mila?
- Nila, Lila...
- OK.
I asked them to repeat it twice,
then gave up.
How was your meeting?
- Well...
- We all have bad days.
Rmi, your wife called.
You need to call her back.
Meaning?
Your wife called.
You need to call her back.
- Alright, Rmi?
- Fine, Renan, thanks.
Excuse me, Patricia.
What exactly did my wife say?
She said,
"Hello, can I speak to Rmi Allard?"
I said, "He's at a meeting
can I take a message?"
She said: "It's his wife.
No need for a message."
I said, "Maybe try his cell?"
Awkward pause.
She seemed puzzled by that.
She hung up. That's it.
She said "Rmi Allard,"
you're sure of that?
Maybe just "Rmi,"
I don't remember. Why?
She didn't give her first name?
Yes, she did.
- Aurlie?
- OK! Right, fine...
Audrey!
Aurlie or Audrey?
Decide.
Audrey.
Rmi?
It's you!
Hello, hon! How are you?
What's up?
What do you want?
No, no...
Don't come near me.
What's going on? It's just me!
What's with the attitude?
Look, if this is a joke...
it's really not funny.
A joke? What joke?
Who'd organize this kind of joke?
"Let's dress you up as Rmi's doll!"
Seriously?
Can we go inside?
I'm cold, hungry and tired.
Nope, I prefer this brand.
Did you call my office?
Yep.
A lady lent me her cell.
It's the only number I know.
I'll be right back.
Aren't you hungry, hon?
Don't leave a message.
Unless it's you, Rmi.
It's me again.
Where the hell are you?
Call me back, it's urgent.
Very.
Man, this is awesome.
That's better
than your fake shisha.
- What shisha?
- That electronic mint thing.
It's a full moon.
Your sis is at her woman's group.
It ends late.
Can we watch something other
than "Great Men of History"?
Can I try?
We're wrong.
I still consult the Prime Minister
and the Minister of Culture.
I'm inclined to say
it's the lesser of two evils...
You can't stay here.
I'm sorry... I can't do it.
Why? It's me, Rmi.
No, you were a doll.
- Now, you're a person.
- So what? It's the same.
No, it's not.
It's better, even.
I'm the same, but real.
Great, right?
I can't be with a woman.
What do you mean? Why?
I'll disappoint you.
I'm boring.
- I'm weak. I'm old, too.
- I know.
But I don't care.
I'm programmed to love you.
Even old.
It's my vocation. I'm your wife.
So stop being so distant.
What's going on?
You called me 47 times.
- Yes. That's right. I called you.
- It's about your doll?
Rmi, I'm calling the psych ward.
No, it's OK. All fine.
I was just a bit anxious.
I wanted to invite you for dinner.
I forgot your woman's thing.
I'm fine.
One SMS says, "I'm going to die."
Your voice memo says,
"Bring a gun."
I'll see you tomorrow.
Lots of love.
From the start, Mitterrand's charisma
was his greatest weapon.
An expert in controlling men,
he played on their weaknesses.
So, here's the thing.
I'll sleep on the couch.
If you don't mind.
I'd rather.
The thing is...
I'd rather sleep separately.
We don't know each other,
after all!
- The thing is...
- Take me!
I want you.
Come here and take me!
Stop right there.
Take this.
Sorry.
Either way,
I'll sleep on the couch.
It's best.
Usually you like that in the evening.
Doggy style...
I just wanted to make you happy.
Good night.
Don't abandon me again.
I'm scared, please. Don't leave me.
I don't want to be alone.
I can't live without you!
Take it easy.
I'm here.
I'm here.
What's that?
It's your stomach.
You're hungry.
Is it serious?
No, it's fine. That's life.
Hello, my love.
- Hello.
- Did you sleep well?
Yes.
- And you?
- Really well. I love sleeping.
But, I'm a bit sick.
I've figured out the tummy rumbles.
I've got the shits.
We don't talk about that stuff.
It's private.
Why not?
It's personal.
So it's a no-go.
We might joke around between guys...
How come?
- What d'you mean?
- Why between guys and not girls?
It doesn't really work for girls.
I mean, it's gross.
Why?
Wanna picture a babe shitting?
You'd rather picture a guy?
No, I didn't say that.
What then? I don't get it.
Sometimes you say the craziest things!
Don't forget lunch
with your parents.
- Noon already?
- I'll come too.
What do you mean?
Hey, easy there. Whoa.
Slow down.
This is going too fast.
They've waited six months to meet me!
What's the problem?
Can I borrow this?
What'll I tell Domi?
Domi likes shamanic stuff.
It'll be fine.
Don't mention your stomach issues.
- Just let my dad talk.
- Like father, like son.
Shit, you don't have shoes?
- I couldn't find my stilettos.
- Who are you talking to?
- Hi, Domi!
- What's that?
It's Audrey, my doll.
I told you she'd come to life.
You called it
a delusional dilemma.
Well, here's the dilemma.
Take your shoes off too.
It'll be less weird.
What is this bullshit?
A joke?
A joke?
Who'd organize this kind of joke?
Let's play a trick on Domi!
Let's dress you up as my doll!
No.
Hello, ma'am.
What a surprise!
What a surprise.
Bernard?
Bernard,
Rmi came with Audrey!
Rmi came with Audrey.
After all this time, finally!
We thought
he might have made you up!
What a miracle.
Audrey, my dear,
I'm charmed to meet you.
We thought
he might have made you up!
Such beauty.
Such beauty.
I wasn't prepared...
Prepared for what? Why?
We took off shoes, for hygiene.
Of course. Absolutely.
Come with me.
Come, dear Audrey.
- Would you like some wine?
- We need to talk, Rmi.
You hired a Russian hooker?
A Russian hooker?
Seriously, Domi?
She looks like a Russian hooker?
Half Russian hooker, half hippy.
Well done.
Great clichs, Domi.
Super enlightened and non-binary.
Pretty girl? Must be a Russian whore.
No shoes? She's a hippy!
I made the fries specially for you, baby.
Sorry.
What are you doing, Audrey?
The fries are for Rmi.
He loves fries,
but they're for everyone!
Not just for me, hon.
She's a real gem.
A gem.
- We love the "Great Men" show.
- Get the cheese?
So interesting on Giscard...
Unfairly criticized in his final year.
You know Bernard Loiseau?
The great French chef.
He never drank water.
One glass of Beaujolais,
one glass of Gevrey-Chambertin,
one Beaujolais, one Mazis-Chambertin,
one Beaujolais...
Tell me the truth, Rmi.
You found a doll
with a "meet the parents" setting?
- How much?
- I'm baffled.
I don't get it.
She just came alive.
Take you, for example,
you could easily be a man.
Like she became alive...
It's not the same!
Besides, I don't want to become a man.
I hope you don't get hurt.
She's perfect,
if she doesn't hurt you.
Mom, stop...
He's suffered enough.
Your father adores her, too.
This is it. Rmi's room.
Look.
So you're...
You're really a doll?
- When did you...
- I don't know.
One evening,
Rmi came home from work.
He was talking to me
and bam, I came to life.
- Just like that.
- Exactly.
What are you up to?
Come on, let's go.
Dad wants to nap.
What now?
- Enough of these whisperings.
- I've got it, Rmi!
Audrey was sent by a deity!
The Goddess of Dolls.
Now, her mission is to save
all the dolls in the world!
Get a grip.
Did you look at her?
She was sent by the God of Men!
The God of Assholes, yes.
White cisgender assholes.
Rmi, I'm proud of you.
Your young lady is perfect.
- What did I say?
- What did I say.
- Here, you can keep them.
- Thanks, Domi.
Is that you?
So cute!
I can't wait
for this current teen rebellion to pass.
Rmi has been very hurt by love.
Very, very hurt.
Emma.
What happened?
She left him.
- And?
- That's it.
She said she'd always seen him
as a nice doggy.
- No, Mom, a nice "buddy."
- Same difference.
Look after my Rmi.
You caused quite a stir.
My father's face!
Rmi, do you have some disease?
No, why?
Your Mom said to look after you.
It's just an expression.
She's my mom!
She wants me to be well.
But I'm not your mother.
I'm your doll. If I have
to be Mom too... It stresses me out.
Can we go swimming?
Your father...
Is he the one
who turned your mom into a doll?
She's not a doll.
He operated on her, yes.
He's a plastic surgeon.
Why?
What do you mean?
Mom's a flirt.
- She hates growing old.
- Really?
Like many women.
But not men?
For women, it's harder.
Why?
Well, it's just that...
It's harder
for women to age.
Be less attractive.
Attractive to whom? Men?
No, I mean... To themselves.
As well.
Don't buy it. You don't get
your skin stretched for yourself.
That's why you like dolls.
You're nuts!
You want no brains and no wrinkles.
No, I never said that.
- You're crushing me.
- Sorry, excuse me.
I'll show you how not to crush me.
There.
What are you...
No...
Whoa there, slow down.
You're going too fast, slow down.
Go slowly...
What's wrong?
- I'm not doing anything.
- It's great.
Keep going.
Doors opening.
Hey, guys!
Hey, Patti.
- Alright, Rmi?
- I'm great! Super great!
Went gliding with your wife?
And the rest!
What field does Audrey work in, Rmi?
Communications.
She set up
a successful start-up.
- A unicorn, actually.
- That's amazing.
I didn't know. Where's she based?
Well...
She works from home.
A unicorn?
It's a start-up
valued at a billion dollars.
She's Megan Rapinoe!
- Go easy...
- C'mon, block it!
Easy-peasy.
- I was regional foosball champ.
- Really?
That explains it.
- Your players?
- There.
Easy, buddy...
Look out!
Get the ball.
- Go, go!
- Block them.
No way!
Twice in a row!
We win!
It's me!
Audrey?
Why all the buttons?
I don't get it. Why me?
I'm gonna lose it.
What the hell are these buttons?
Fucking shirt!
You scared me.
- I'll help.
- No!
I saw an awesome vertical steam iron
on TikTok.
Can we buy it?
I sold a terrace over there yesterday.
Thanks to Patti.
Patricia.
A colleague.
She went paragliding with a superrich guy
who'd just bought a house in the area.
She's a kickass foosball player.
Not surprising.
She was international champion.
- At?
- Foosball.
Foosball.
I need to put on a whites wash.
You're...
You're wearing a nightie.
It's all I have.
You're out of shirts.
Why not go clothes shopping, hon?
I have no money.
Here we are.
At last!
Audrey.
I said I'd introduce you.
- Baby's sleeping.
- Welcome.
- It's nice and cold.
- I'm starving.
Thank you.
Buddy, you're my hero.
My hero!
I've never seen such a babe.
She's not that hot.
Just half-naked.
- So, Audrey, you like paragliding?
- Para what?
- Yes! I love it.
- My wife is on a spa weekend.
Poor man.
His wife has a double life.
Everyone knows. He can't admit it.
He's worried she'll leave him.
Poor thing, that's awful.
Rmi's ex left him
and he never got over it.
- He looks completely recovered!
- Not at all.
I'm lucky he took me.
Have you ever been dumped?
Yep.
The last time was the last straw.
It was this guy who loved golf.
I hate golf, but, for him,
I pretended to love it.
We're on the green,
he hops into his buggy and drives off!
Just disappears.
I spent the night on the green.
I either get dumped
or I'm "just a friend."
- Like Rmi. You're a nice doggy.
- Hey, pal.
- Hi.
- How are you?
Babe, I just had my first laugh!
You're in communications?
Yes, I love it.
A unicorn!
Alright.
Let's raise a toast!
- Got your glass?
- Yes.
- Where's Jrme?
- I'm here! All good.
At last, he's asleep.
It's not a girl?
Yes, sorry.
At last, she's asleep.
- To Audrey!
- To Audrey.
Big news.
Saudi Arabia
is creating a city in the desert.
We've got to pitch!
They need fake lawns.
A Saudi rep will be
at the soccer finals in Lyon.
- I have two seats.
- Me, me!
- You're on leave.
- Dammit.
I'm sending Rmi.
He doesn't even like soccer!
Herv, Rmi is fluent in English.
No, he isn't.
Me neither.
But I speak Arabic.
You should send Patricia too.
She speaks Arabic.
Is that true, Patti?
You're Arab Christian?
No.
Sure. Good idea, Audrey!
OK for you, Rmi?
Yeah... OK!
- Patti?
- I love soccer, so sure!
- Team building.
- Team building!
- I'll get some bread.
- Quietly, please.
- You look after the baby?
- No.
Yeah, of course.
My wife and I.
But I'm back at work soon.
Can't wait to get back!
Because three weeks...
- It's very long...
- Really?
You prefer playing foosball
to looking after your baby?
- What was I saying, love?
- Hey, love.
The little brush by the toilet,
it's to clean it?
Yeah, absolutely.
You don't use it much!
What would you like to do in life?
Now you're alive...
Have you thought?
- It's important.
- Like?
I don't know.
What would you like to do?
Something...
A career, for example?
A job?
Earn your living.
Or not.
Having a life of your own.
- For you.
- I can't do anything.
I've got no money, no job...
All I know is this house.
It's hard to suddenly have a life.
But thank you, my love.
I have you.
I hurt your feelings?
No, that's not it.
- What's up?
- It's Patricia.
She said Eric's afraid
his wife will leave.
I'll never leave you.
That's why you got a doll.
So she wouldn't leave you.
So you wouldn't suffer.
Because of Emma, right?
I was crazy about her.
She was the prettiest girl in school.
It was at school?
We were together for 12 years.
In total.
Anyway...
After that, everything stopped.
Until I met you.
You don't have to love a doll.
The mown needs not lawning.
What the fuck?
The lawn...
It's "lawn" and "mow"!
- Our lawns need no mowning.
- Mowing.
Our lawns... our lawns needs mow... no...
Do you speak English or not?
Your CV said you're half American!
My doll...
I mean, my ex was American.
No, it was on your CV.
You must've put "fluent English"
hoping for work trips!
More like "Basic English."
I can't send Herv, he's even worse.
Just make sure you come back
with a deal, OK? Or else.
Alright, get going.
I don't know what to say...
If she becomes a doll again,
I don't know
if I want to be with a doll.
That's progress, Rmi.
You used to prefer dolls.
But I can see she's unhappy
just doing housework.
She tries to pretend
she loves ironing...
That's no way to live.
And it's my fault. I blame myself.
I'm an asshole. Period.
Definitely.
You're right to blame yourself.
Could you ask her to hang out, maybe?
Get her out of the house?
- I'm meeting her after work.
- Alright, cool.
Wait a minute...
Patti!
- Hi, Rmi.
- Hey there, pal!
- What's with the silly voice?
- She's a colleague.
- Are you flirting?
- No, yes...
OK, bye.
You're lucky, it is a good game tonight,
but the problem, this is the player,
he wants to pay him every game more
and more and more! Each game.
Right?
The...
game...
Hello, I'm Abdu,
nice to meet you and you are ?
Patricia. Pleased to meet you.
- You speak Arabic?
- Very badly.
- You like soccer, Patricia?
- I love it!
I watch everything.
The French Premier League,
the French Cup,
the Champions League,
the Nations League,
the Europa League,
the Euro, the World Cup...
Any match, any time!
It's never-ending.
I love it!
Wonderful.
Here you go.
Are you OK, Rmi?
- It took 82 minutes to preen myself!
- Preen your what?
It was a penalty.
He's a great player.
Our lawns need no mowing !
He says the snacks are delicious.
He knows nothing about soccer.
We have the Ol Valley
just for ourselves tonight, lets go!
What did he say?
What's "YouJump"?
What's up with him?
Nothing, he's fine.
Are you OK, Rmi?
- It isn't high.
- I'm stuck.
You've got a cramp?
I can't let go.
- Yes, you can.
- Come on!
Breathe.
- I'm scared.
- I know.
Look, I've got you.
You're safe.
I'm scared of you.
Come on. Trust me, Rmi.
Trust me
or you'll be stuck forever!
I'll guide you gently.
Come on, Rmi, go!
Damn it, Rmi, try!
Look out!
Push me.
Kill this motherfucker!
Good job!
Thanks.
For letting me win.
Yeah, those guys...
Not sure they'd work with a guy
who got beaten by a girl with a sausage.
Beaten by a sausage...
"I got beaten by a sausage,
and you?"
You were good at jousting.
I was water jousting champion.
So I know.
What else are you champion of?
Feel like a drink?
Yes.
- That guy was so into you.
- Who?
Y'know, the guy!
The hot dude you watched the match with.
Leaning on him and all...
Abdu? I leaned on him
because I can't stand in heels.
I've tried everything.
I just fall over.
My legs refuse.
The "hot dude"!
You're nuts.
Anyway, I've given up on men.
Got fed up.
- You're a lesbian?
- Nope.
I tried it, but got fed up too.
I've stopped dating, period.
I got fed up.
You've given up on love?
I masturbate a lot.
How about you?
You're happy with Audrey?
Yes.
But?
I don't know if she really loves me.
It's the age gap.
It's normal to feel insecure.
Great.
You know what I mean!
One day, she'll realize
you're a father complex.
I noticed the other day,
she seems very dependent on you.
I'm the only guy she's ever been with.
You believe that?
Rmi, wake up and smell the coffee!
How did you meet?
- On a site.
- A dating app?
You said you liked paragliding
to "match" with her?
They're both on a train platform.
She waves, but he doesn't see her.
And why doesn't he?
Any thoughts? Audrey?
Because he's going blind.
Well done.
As we haven't seen the movie,
it's kinda dull.
Like recounting your dreams.
I'll get the next course.
Damn, it's back again.
Red alert...
I'll get her some pants.
What did you do the other night?
She's been weird since.
Weird?
She's on her period, that's all.
- It's my period.
- We got that.
I thought it was over, but no.
So annoying!
Let's change the subject?
- Why?
- It's not interesting.
Really?
And an old film nobody's seen is?
You should try having this each month!
You'd talk of nothing else.
Do you have a hairdresser, Audrey?
What for? No thanks.
That's over.
Life's too short.
I'm giving up waxing, too.
How can I have a life
plus wax, cream,
cleanse, tone and slim?
It's all I'll do.
That's not a life.
I'm afraid
she's gone "crusty-queer," Rmi.
Who?
Audrey. She has hairy armpits.
"Crusty," then.
It's sad,
a woman letting herself go.
It's sad, a woman
with fake eyelashes,
fake breasts, fake skin,
even fake hair.
My breasts are real.
Audrey's teaching Dad
about tampons with Wikipedia.
Mom, you haven't been able to laugh
for a decade.
It's my fault
you want to become a man?
I don't want to!
And that you got a doll?
- What?
- The first doll. I let slip.
The first?
No, Mom.
Sorry.
- Wanna swim?
- Can't be bothered.
I've got the women's circle tonight.
Don't wait up.
Here they are!
The Saudis love us,
and want us in Desert City.
Well done, guys!
Here, nice job.
Jrme's extended his leave.
Not ready to leave the baby!
Can Patricia stay?
No, I can't.
My contract ends on Friday.
What about us?
Find a new temp.
What about in sales?
- You wowed the Saudis.
- No.
- Fake grass isn't my thing.
- Really?
- Why?
- Who likes fake grass?
- I do.
- Everyone.
You destroy nature while copying it!
You won't stay?
I thought you might want to.
Why?
- To stay.
- Stay with what?
I don't know.
Why not stay?
If you say "stay" again,
I'll hit you!
It's just that I thought...
you'd stay.
I... gotta go.
OK!
Want a lift?
It's raining.
No, it's not.
Sorry. See you tomorrow!
See you.
- Did you sleep here?
- No.
I couldn't sleep.
Figured I might as well go to work.
I'm off.
Taking the kids to bible study.
Bye.
Where's Patricia?
She quit early.
Her paragliding exam is tomorrow.
- She doesn't like goodbyes.
- How come?
- What?
- She won't say goodbye?
- No note, nothing?
- She doesn't like goodbyes. I get it.
We'll meet for foosball.
She texted me.
Not me.
What are you doing?
YouTube tutorials? Seriously?
To work!
Life's not all team-building.
His wife is "at the spa" again.
Patti, my sadness at learning
you're not coming back is...
- Alright, Rmi?
- I'm off.
- Got a meeting.
- What's up?
Not baby issues?
He doesn't have kids.
Hello?
Hey, honey!
Yes... Tonight?
- Sure.
- Saved by the bell.
"We said 'see you,' not 'goodbye.'
"Good luck for tomorrow, Rmi."
Audrey, you're back?
Are you OK?
It's me.
It's Audrey.
What?
She...
She's back to her old self.
That's impossible.
She's beside me now.
She's a doll.
But yesterday she was fine.
I don't know what to say.
OK, I'll be right there.
Come in, it's open.
Sorry, I'm interrupting.
Audrey's asleep.
She's exhausted.
I came to say goodbye
and check in on you both.
- What the...
- Wait, I'll explain, OK?
I can explain.
- What is that?
- Wait...
- Stupid door!
- Wait.
I'm Domi, Rmi's sister.
- Wait!
- I'm leaving.
- Wait!
- Don't touch me.
Don't touch me.
Let me explain.
It's totally crazy.
There's nothing to say, Rmi.
- Yes, there is.
- You have a doll fetish, fine.
But an Audrey doll? That's creepy.
Where is Audrey?
She's there. It's her.
She's a doll, in reality.
Did you kill her?
What? No, of course not!
- So where is she?
- There, it's her. She's a doll.
She just came to life.
I know it's hard to believe...
Don't judge others. Don't judge...
Patricia, listen.
Yes, I have a doll.
But thanks to her...
Rmi, thanks and all the best.
I was afraid of love, Patricia!
But I'm no longer afraid.
I love you.
I know you hear me.
What are you doing?
I didn't ask my doll to come to life!
Who's that?
Patti, the temp.
I'm in love with her.
Your timing sucks.
Another fucking psycho.
They're all fucking psychos.
They're all psychos.
What happened yesterday?
Nothing.
- She was super into it.
- Meaning?
Well, we celebrated the full moon
with songs and readings.
Then we took snake venom,
puked up, went into a trance...
Screamed, danced, fucked...
The usual.
I don't know what to do.
I can take her.
What'll you do with her?
Put her in a shrine.
She's a goddess. Truly.
Careful, look out!
Let me know how she is?
I mean...
Take care of her.
Go find Patti.
What are you waiting for?
I don't see how I can get past this.
Yep, it's a tough one.
You'll figure it out.
Great team-building idea, Rmi!
An instructor will fly with you.
Except Rmi,
who practiced with his wife,
and will fly on his own.
Now, we'll prepare for take-off.
So everyone line up.
Keep about five meters between you.
I'll follow.
See you in the sky!
- Yeah, in heaven...
- Alright, let's go!
Good luck, Rmi.
This tight enough?
Careful not to fold the canvas.
Ready, Rmi?
Yeah.
You sure about this?
Yes.
I'm a man of my word.
- Do you trust me?
- Yes.
You'll swipe right for a "match"?
Yes.
What's up?
What are you doing?
You were going to do it.
I saw you were going to jump.
I don't want you to die for me.
I was going to, yes.
I believe you, it's okay.
Your story is crazy, but...
OK. I believe you.
But I'll never be your doll.
Got that?
Yes.
- You've never paraglided?
- No.
And you weren't a foosball champion?
I practiced at home.
- And water jousting?
- Not sure it exists!
I'm a champion of nothing.
I don't care.
Shit! Audrey?
What's going on?
I'm still groggy.
That snake venom was hardcore.
By "shrine" did you mean your bed?
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Where's the groundhog?
Here it is!
Yes, Mr. Bouvier.
I was going to call you back.
Yes, legally speaking,
we're good.
Don't cry, it's OK!
Excellent decision.