The Hunt (2025) s01e01 Episode Script

1
[birds chirping]
[hunter 1] Hey, can we go? You ready?
[hunter 2] Shut up. I can't concentrate.
[hunter 1] On what?
You're taking a leak, not playing chess.
Something's not right. I feel weird.
Always out of breath.
[hunter 2] Let us know
if you plan to die today.
[laughs] I'm beat.
- [hunter 2] Finally!
- [hunter 3] You okay, Xavier?
If we wanna hunt,
we have to wake up by 5:00.
[Xavier] We'll freeze our asses off!
- [hunter 3] You're not freezing?
- [hunter 1] It's three degrees.
[Xavier] Yeah, that's why I'm not cold.
[hunter 3]
We got up late, but we had fun, right?
[hunter 1] Fun is great
but we're here to hunt.
Yeah, we're here to hunt,
but we're also here to hang out together.
I pee more than I drink.
Someone tell me why?
[hunter 1] There goes your prostate.
Okay, guys. Come on. Let's go.
Come on, boy.
- [Xavier] I'm ready.
- [hunter 1] One sec.
[Xavier] Sure you wanna come?
- [hunter 3] What do you mean?
- [Xavier] You don't look too good.
- [hunter 4] Snatch!
- [hunter 3] That's not fair.
- [dog barks]
- [bell jingling]
- [hunter 4] Good boy.
- [hunter 1] Off he goes.
That dog should have a passport.
[both chuckle]
Look, he picked up a scent.
Watch him, huh?
[imitates deer call]
[hunter 1] Look, look.
[Xavier] Something's moving.
[hunter 3 blows nose loudly]
Dammit, quiet!
How am I supposed to blow my nose quietly?
You sound like a horny deer.
Stop fucking around, man.
Simon.
[panting]
- [bell jingling]
- [thunder rumbling]
[Snatch barks]
[sighs]
[barking continues]
[hunter 3] You know, when I was a kid,
I was kinda chubby.
[Xavier] What are you now, a bodybuilder?
[hunter 3] Ha-ha.
You jerk.
I swim at the public pool, you know.
How can you swim there,
with all the germs floating around?
What? You got a private pool
you never told me about?
- [hunter 3] These guys just got here?
- [hunter 4] Yeah.
Pretty late to start hunting.
- [gunshot]
- [groans]
- Holy shit.
- Oh, man.
- [gunshot]
- Fuck!
[all panting and groaning]
[gunshots]
[Snatch barking]
- Fuck! Is it bad?
- It's bleeding, but it's okay.
- [gunshot]
- Get down!
[gunshots]
[Simon] What the fuck?
[gunshots]
Simon, you gotta move.
I'm covering you. Go!
Move it! Go, go, go!
[Simon] I'm going.
- [gunshots continue]
- [Snatch barking]
Come on! Move it!
- Can you walk?
- [Xavier] Yeah.
[gunshots]
- Move it!
- Go, go, go, go, go!
Hurry!
[hunter 4] Hurry up, Simon!
- Over here!
- [gunshot]
[hunter 4] Come on, man. Hurry up.
[Simon] Come on, Gilles, move your ass.
Shit!
[hunter 4] We're good. Out.
[lock clicks]
[Snatch barks]
[Simon] Go!
[hunter 4] Snatch!
[panting]
Fucking hell!
- [tires screech]
- [Gilles] What was that?
[animal squealing]
[horn sounds]
[Gilles] I can't fucking believe it.
Fucking crazy, right?
[Xavier] We gotta call the cops.
Those guys are psychos.
[Gilles] What do you mean?
Let's go to the police station.
Forget the cops.
We need to go to a hospital.
[Simon] Who were these guys?
[Gilles] Why did they shoot at us
like that?
[sighs]
We go along that river all the time.
We weren't trespassing.
Anyone been in trouble lately?
Huh? Anyone?
- No.
- [Xavier] No.
Simon? At the bar?
Did you kick anyone out?
- No. Besides, that's no reason.
- [hunter 4] No reason?
You can get in trouble for way less.
If you ask me, he's gone AWOL.
The guy's crazy.
Unbelievable.
- What will the cops…
- [hunter 4] Enough with the cops!
- You killed someone!
- [Xavier] They fucking shot at me!
We don't know if he's dead.
What should we have done?
Stand like sitting ducks
and be his target?
I'm just being realistic.
Now somebody's dead.
When that happens,
it's always a shitstorm.
For fuck's sake, shut up!
BAUGES HOSPITAL
EMERGENCY ROOM HALL
[Simon] We'll get at least five years.
What will happen to my wife and kids?
And you, Xavier? And you, Franck?
What about your kids?
[Xavier] I'll go inside and get sewn up.
No talk of shootouts.
[Gilles] The hospital will file a report.
They're required to report
gun-related injuries.
- Say it was an accident.
- [Gilles] Still gonna file a report.
[Xavier] Yeah… What if we call Léo?
[Simon] Good idea. Léo sews you up,
we all go home and keep quiet.
Let's see if the guy's dead.
[Gilles] How about maybe we call a lawyer?
[Xavier] No… So, what's the plan?
Franck, what do you think?
- We go to Gilles'.
- Why?
Because we have families.
This way, Léo will sort you out.
- [Xavier breathes heavily]
- You okay, Xavier?
- Yeah.
- Fine.
No talking to the police.
Agreed?
THE HUN
[Gilles] Ignore the mess.
[Xavier breathes heavily]
[door opens]
- [Léo] Where is he?
- [Franck] Living room.
Hey, you didn't tell Krystel, huh?
Don't worry.
When I left, she was with a patient.
Okay.
[Xavier breathes heavily]
Let me take a look.
- Can we use the kitchen?
- Of course.
[Gilles] Okay, hang in there.
I'll take your feet. Go ahead.
- [Xavier groans]
- [Gilles] You okay?
[groans]
- Put something under my head?
- [Léo] Slowly.
- Thanks.
- [Gilles] Yeah.
[winces]
[Léo] Move your hand.
- [Gilles] Léo, want a beer?
- [Léo] Later.
Hang on. I'll take a picture,
we may want proof at some point.
[camera shutter clicks]
- [Franck] There.
- [Léo] Breathe.
[Léo] Okay, good.
[Xavier breathes shakily]
[Xavier groans]
[Xavier] Oh, fuck!
[Léo] Don't move, don't move.
[Xavier exhales]
[Xavier groans]
[Léo] I'm almost done.
[show in French on TV]
[host speaks French on TV]
[Léo] Okay, we're good.
- [Franck] Done?
- [Léo] Sit up.
- Thanks.
- [Franck] I'll help you.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
- Want something to drink?
- Something warm, like coffee…
- [Franck] Gilles?
- On it.
So, what happened?
Just my luck.
The one time you have fun
and I'm not there.
Hey, Léo. This wasn't fun.
- We almost got killed.
- [Léo] I can imagine.
If we're not even safe in the forest,
what's the world coming to?
[Franck] Yeah.
So…
What do you think?
[Léo] Nothing to do but wait, I guess.
I could check with the hospital,
see if they brought anyone in.
But maybe they told the police.
If so, it'll be in the news tomorrow.
Yeah, but the police will come
to search us before it's online.
We could even be arrested
sometime tonight.
Okay, it's 9:30.
I think we better all go home.
If something pops up on the news,
don't use your phones.
Let's regroup here tomorrow morning.
- Okay?
- [Léo] Fine with me.
Good.
Also…
We keep it a secret.
Even from our families.
All right. Time to go. I'm wiped out.
[Gilles] Thanks, Franck. See you tomorrow.
[engine idling]
[dog barking in distance]
You gonna be okay?
Yeah, don't worry.
- You know what to tell her, right?
- Yeah.
[sighs] Okay.
Shit, the casings.
I have to pick up the casings.
Oh, shit…
Or the pigs may find our fingerprints.
You want to go back now?
Not now.
I'll go back first thing tomorrow.
- You be careful, huh?
- Yeah.
[engine starts up]
[door closes]
[bottle hisses]
What happened?
It's nothing. I skidded.
[sighs]
Slipped on some rocks.
Shit happens.
I'm going to bed.
- Super?
- "Super", what?
Come home a bit earlier
if you want to talk, okay?
Fine. Are the girls in bed?
What do you think?
Good night.
[Snatch barks]
Sit. Over here. Give me your paw.
- That's it, good boy.
- [TV host] …takes over this week.
She'll share her experience
with Mélanie Tornadin.
Hello, Isabelle David.
After what you've been through,
the first question we want to ask is
"How are you?"
[reporter] It was on this parking lot,
in the center of Ugine,
a pedestrian stumbled upon the body of
Kévin Delambres yesterday afternoon.
Was it a settling of scores?
Or was he simply…
Hi, guys.
[Krystel] Hi, there.
[reporter] The 19-year-old young man
from Albertville
was shot at close range and died…
What's the occasion? [chuckles]
- You, you're just gorgeous. You are.
- Wow, thanks.
Okay.
- [witness] …in the parking lot…
- What's he talking about?
[Krystel]
A young man was found dead.
Someone shot him.
In the parking lot near Europcar.
[witness] I immediately contacted
the local police, as fast as I could.
[reporter] The local residents
are in total shock.
Hey, is something up?
I hit a boar on the ride home.
[Krystel] Oh, shit.
[Franck] Damaged the car a bit,
but I'm fine.
- Good night.
- [Krystel] Good night, honey.
- [Franck] Good night already?
- For once she's going to bed on time.
- Something to drink?
- Yeah.
- Maybe a bite to eat?
- Even better.
- Okay.
- I can do it if you're busy.
No, it's fine. I'll do it.
I do everything better than you.
[sighs]
I had the craziest day,
it was complete madness.
I had just finished my handover
on time at midday.
But it didn't end there.
I don't know, I must have seen
another eight or nine patients.
And, just when I thought that
my day was over,
I got a call from that girl, you know,
from the shelter,
because one of her girls felt sick.
I told her I'd call back tomorrow.
She'd come all the way here with her kids?
There must be someone a bit closer?
No, and you know why?
Because the family doctors are swamped
and don't want them, see?
That's the big problem.
She's there in her shelter
with all these teens,
and when they're sick,
she's on her own to deal with it.
I like her, I like what she's doing.
I want to help her and I know I can.
I don't think you can manage
so many patients.
- It's impossible to care for everyone.
- I'll manage, don't worry.
But you know what?
I'm not managing with Lucas.
- What happened now?
- The school called me again.
There was some problem
with a kid from his class.
It must be the third call this year.
And I'm out of options.
What's up?
Got something to say?
Nothing happened at school?
Fine. Give me your phone.
Please, Pop.
What did we say about fighting at school?
All right, give it to me.
Confiscated for now.
But I aced my geography test!
You did? That's awesome!
Then you'll have no trouble
finding your bedroom, right?
Don't forget to brush your teeth.
- Go on.
- [Lucas sighs]
I'm sorry, did you say something?
- Did you sigh?
- No.
- [woman] This is my house!
- [man] Your house?
- [woman] Yeah, it is.
- [man] Yeah, right.
[woman] It's our house.
We told you to smoke in the room.
- Smoke there!
- [man] You want me to leave? Fine!
- [woman] Great, go on then!
- [man] I'm leaving!
- See you round!
- [door slams]
[woman] Great! Bye!
- Everything okay?
- Yeah, just great.
Your dear father and I
had a screaming competition.
Guess what? He won!
You laid into him?
Yeah, but honestly, he's impossible.
The words just slipped out of my mouth.
In fact, I'd like you to say something
to him from time to time.
You could ask him to lay off the joints
because, honestly…
You've seen them?
They're as big as bananas!
Whenever he comes here, it reeks.
It's for his glaucoma.
It helps. The doc recommended it.
Fine, but there happens to be
a kid living here.
- You don't empty the ashtrays.
- I'll empty them from now on.
[water running]
- Did you take ice?
- Yeah.
Write it on the paper on the fridge.
We tick the box whenever we use water.
What's the point of that?
It's for school.
Why does the school need to know
how many stupid ice cubes I use?
[chuckling] Ask them yourself.
It's a school project for Théo.
The point is to show
how much water everyone uses.
- That's what they call homework?
- Yeah.
And what's next?
How many times I take a shit,
if we bathe more often than others, huh?
Will they be watching us?
Wow, you're being weird.
[Simon sighs]
No.
Yeah, you're acting weird.
If you don't feel like playing,
be honest with your son and tell him.
Sorry, I'm exhausted.
You think you're the only one who's tired?
No, of course not, I don't.
Hey, look. I'll write…
…that I took some ice cubes.
See, it's not hard.
I'm sorry, okay?
Yeah.
Mm.
How was your day? Tell me about it.
Oh…
There's nothing to tell.
[panting]
[splutters]
[splutters]
[twigs snapping]
[reporter, over TV]
…after the gruesome discovery
of the body of a teenager
in a parking lot in Ugine…
- [Lucas] Out of ten.
- [daughter] Out of ten?
I got a nine at your age.
…confirmed that the weapon used
was a large-caliber…
[Lucas] Okay…
It's the story of three dwarfs.
One takes the shovel,
the other takes the pickaxe,
what does the third one take?
- Dunno. The rake?
- No.
- [daughter] How should I know?
- [Lucas] I thought you were smart.
But then you'll get it.
- [exhales deeply]
- [Lucas] Just guess.
- [daughter] Tell me.
- [Lucas] This is…
[laughter]
- [Gilles] You're such a jerk.
- [Xavier] I have a trailer to sell.
[Gilles] You basically aimed right at him.
Not on purpose, I just fired on impulse.
[Gilles] Thank God the guy isn't dead.
[Simon] I bet he looks like shit
this morning.
- [Gilles laughs] That's for sure.
- [Xavier] That makes two of us.
Thanks. Dammit. Shit.
- Can you give me a towel?
- [Gilles] Sure.
[Léo and Gilles] Hi, Franck.
- Hey, guys.
- [Léo] I checked.
The guy was patched up somewhere
other than the hospital.
[Simon] Maybe at the vets? [laughs]
- [Xavier] Does coffee stain?
- [Léo] Try baking soda.
- [Gilles] Coffee, Franck?
- No.
I wouldn't.
Your coffee's disgusting, Gilles.
Shut up, leave it if you don't like it
but don't piss me off.
[Xavier] Gilles' coffee is great.
[Simon] Guys, are you for real? [laughs]
What's wrong, Franck?
Training for a sulking contest? [chuckles]
Yeah, that's good. Just keep laughing.
What's your problem?
The guy must be okay, not a word anywhere.
I mean, why are we still all worked up?
Just because there's nothing on the news
doesn't mean we're out of trouble.
I hope it's not the case,
but I bet there's more ahead.
But you just keep laughing.
Meanwhile, I'll go get the casings.
[Franck] Xavier?
The casings have disappeared.
- What do you mean?
- The casings. It's them, I'm sure of it.
They took them away.
Why would they do that?
- Are you really sure?
- Yeah.
- Are you there right now?
- [siren chirps]
- Hello?
- Yeah, yeah. Hang on.
I'll call you back.
[siren chirps]
Hello.
- Vehicle registration papers and license.
- Yes, sure.
POLICE
[officer 1] What are you doing here?
[Franck] I have a hunting cabin.
I was doing some cleaning.
[officer 1] Do you hunt?
Do you have your permit?
For sure.
I think your blinker's out.
[officer 1] You just went to your cabin?
Yes, like I said,
I went to clean out the place.
- Is there a problem?
- [officer 1] Should there be?
Turn off the engine.
I'm getting worried. What's happening?
I'll be asking questions.
I'm not used to getting pulled over.
[officer 2] What makes you so special?
Can I go now?
Yeah, you're free to go, sir.
But watch out.
Watch out for what?
People deal a lot of drugs in the woods.
Not to mention prostitution.
The cities send us their finest.
What's that got to do with me?
I'm married, I have kids.
Married men like hookers, too.
All right, sir, have a good day.
[engine starts up]
[Krystel] Have you been scratching?
[patient] Wherever I could reach.
It's super itchy.
She's been like this for four days.
- Mado, am I right?
- I think so, yeah.
I tried some compresses with disinfectant
but it's no help.
No, because it's eczema.
Any other spots?
- Uh, no.
- Okay.
[Léo] Don't forget to call the hospital.
It'll be quick.
I've seen this tattoo before.
On two of your friends. Is it a new trend?
Watch out with temporary tattoos.
They're sometimes made
with nasty chemicals.
- Okay.
- To help the eczema,
I'm going to prescribe a cream
to use for two weeks.
Once it's dried out, don't touch it again.
The scabs come off themselves.
They won't leave scars.
- Okay.
- If it doesn't subside,
we may have to do a blood test to find
the allergen causing the inflammation.
- [guardian] Okay.
- Do your girls receive state medical aid?
- Yes, of course.
- [Krystel] Very good.
How do the girls from last time feel?
They're better.
But they're often two or three per room
so viruses spread quickly around.
[Krystel] I can imagine.
I promise I will do my very best
to stop by and spare you the trip,
I'll be able to see several girls at once.
Thank you.
Well, I must confess,
we only have one car.
Everyone needs it constantly.
The money we spend on gas
is starting to add up.
It's really nice of you.
- It's my pleasure, it's normal.
- It's still very nice.
Enjoy your day.
- Have a good day.
- [Mado] Goodbye.
[door opens]
[machinery rattling]
[Krystel] Franck?
- Time for bed.
- Oh, yeah?
You sure?
Well…
We said we'd try to do things differently,
and a bit better.
- How does that sound?
- Mm-hmm.
Okay.
[sound muffled]
[thunder rumbling]
It's been almost a week. Yeah.
Christophe, some of the levels
are missing.
Yes, sorry. Yes, I was saying,
it's been a week.
Can you check with your drivers?
I don't have the invoice right here
but I'll call back.
- Yes?
- Where's Delval?
All right. I'm counting on you.
Where's Delval? He's here.
His car is in the lot.
- Get me Delval!
- I'll call back.
[man] He's here, I know he is.
- Look at that bastard.
- [employee] Calm down.
- You shouldn't be here, Bardin.
- Give me my job back!
- It's not possible.
- What do you mean?
- Let's talk outside.
- I'm not gonna move.
You stole supplies
worth thousands of euros.
But it wasn't me.
I found you a home, I gave you a job
when nobody would give you one,
this how you pay me back?
You treated me like shit,
but I'm not the one to blame.
- Which part don't you get?
- I want my severance!
[Franck] Sorry, no severance.
- What?
- Get lost, you're pissing me off.
- Move!
- That's not fair.
- Now.
- You won't get away with this.
I'm warning you.
We all know where you live.
What's the deal? You threatening me?
It's you.
You'd shoot me if you could.
I bet you would. Are you mad at me?
What's your problem?
What do you want? Leave me the fuck alone.
- Cut it out!
- Who the fuck do you think you are?
- Get out!
- Don't touch me! I'm not moving!
- What the hell do you want?
- Let go of me! You have no right!
Don't come back here.
I know where you live, too.
- Let go.
- Move your ass.
- Let go of me!
- Now!
Get lost!
[Bardin] Fuck you!
He's out of his mind.
[employee 2] What do you want us to do?
It's his third visit. He won't stop there.
Maybe call the police? What do you think?
Forget the police.
He has some mental health problems.
Remembers nothing.
But… I don't understand.
You're not filing a complaint?
UGINE - OBITUARY
MR. MICHAËL MEINTHE
Mr. Delval?
…hunting accident …Forty-one years old.
- Mr. Delval?
- Yes?
What'll happen next time?
The salesgirls are really scared.
Okay. You're right.
I'll take care of it.
I promise. Thanks, Fabienne.
Very well.
Thank you.
[door opens]
[door closes]
[footsteps receding]
[scribbling]
[exhales heavily]
Hello. Mrs. Meinthe?
Hello.
So sorry to bother you
during this painful time.
This is Nicolas,
one of Michaël's friends.
From high school, yeah.
Nicolas Diani.
I'm in the area visiting family,
and this morning I saw
the obituary for Michaël.
It totally shook me up.
I wanted to present my…
[Gilles] Are you shitting us?
What the hell? The guy's dead.
What's to understand?
Why do you want to meet this woman?
It's a stupid move
and it'll definitely cause trouble for us.
He's right, you know.
- Don't you want to know who he was?
- [Gilles] I don't give a shit.
All that matters is that
it remains a hunting accident.
Nobody looking for anybody.
This whole business
is giving you a hard-on.
Hey, man, you wanna repeat that?
- You've been enjoying it from the start.
- For real? Enough of your bullshit.
We all know it was no accident.
Don't we?
Was it an accident? Answer me!
We know it wasn't, and so do they!
Simon.
Can you imagine going back to hunt
without knowing who's out there?
Well, I can't.
It scares the shit out of me.
[hawk caws]
[no audible dialogue]
[speaking indistinctly]
[exhales]
[doorbell chimes]
[door opens]
Hello. I'm Nicolas.
I'm the one who called about your husband.
Mm.
[game show plays over TV]
The funeral service was beautiful.
[chuckles] All our buddies…
…they came with a bugle
and played "Taps".
Shot real bullets.
They could've been arrested.
- [game show continues]
- [Mrs. Meinthe] Mm.
But Eddy said:
"Who cares? Let's do it for Michaël."
Eddy. You know Eddy, right?
Uh, I don't remember.
[Mrs. Meinthe] Eddy Bigot.
It's not familiar.
He runs the garage outside Ugine.
You haven't met Eddy?
But he was in middle school
with Michaël, too.
Where's Eddy?
Here he is.
- No?
- He doesn't look familiar.
I don't remember.
A few more wrinkles since middle school,
sure, but he's still Eddy.
He was there when it happened.
[Franck] Ah.
[sighs]
I don't mean to pry,
but can you tell me…
…what happened?
You mean how it happened?
Hit by a bullet. A stray.
A stray bullet. They didn't see anyone.
Eddy swore to me.
And he told me he died instantly.
No pain or suffering.
And your children?
Are they doing okay?
No, of course not.
[she scoffs]
The youngest doesn't understand
and can't deal.
The older one…
…he doesn't give a damn.
[Franck] Oh, yeah?
[sighs] These tree-hugging assholes,
filled his head with bullshit
and brainwashed the kid.
[scoffs]
Give them a piece of my mind.
Michaël worked hard all week long,
but whenever he had time to unwind,
that's when his oldest boy
would always get on his case
about animal cruelty
and God knows what else.
Give me a break.
They don't even care about animals.
It's just a good excuse to disarm
us poor civilians, right?
What happens next is they show up here,
we're in our houses, nice and defenseless,
and they can rob us blind,
beat us up and then rape us?
- Tell me, am I right or what?
- You're right.
A thousand percent.
[Mrs. Meinthe] But I can defend myself.
A Beretta. Nice, huh?
Michaël gave it to me.
And he showed me how to shoot.
[Franck] Whoa. Easy there.
Aloïs and Eddy told me,
"If anyone fucks with you,
aim for the brain."
They said the brain or the heart.
Like a cross.
I can't believe I won't see him anymore.
I just can't believe it.
[she sniffles, sighs]
[sniffles]
Are there other friends of Michaël's
I might know?
Aloïs?
[she sniffles]
No, he's too young. Younger than you.
I thought that was him at the door.
I'm lucky to have him.
He comes by every single day.
He makes me some food,
we talk a bit about him.
But he hasn't come by yet.
He must be at the Hersham.
The Hersham?
That's where they go to hang out
after work.
[Franck] Ah.
We shouldn't mention Aloïs.
Nothing about Aloïs.
- [Franck] Ah.
- No.
He hates that.
And no one hears better than Aloïs.
He can hear you miles away.
[game show continues]
Take your time, huh?
Are you okay?
[whispering] Shush, not Aloïs.
[sniffs]
Cathy?
Cathy, are you okay?
- Cathy? Cathy?
- [door opens]
- Hello.
- [door closes]
What the fuck happened here?
- Who are you, man?
- A friend of Michaël's.
I came to see Cathy, she drank too much,
and passed right out.
Yeah, she does that. Don't worry.
Been there before.
[groans] Hey there, Cathy.
- Goodbye.
- [Aloïs] You shouldn't drink so much.
[car unlocks]
[exhales heavily]
[clattering]
[fuel pump whirring]
BIGOT GARAGE
MAINTENANCE & REPAIRS
[pump clicks and stops]
[clattering]
[music blasts in background]
- Hello.
- [clerk] Hello.
I'm here to pay for gas
and a bottle of cold water too.
Sure.
28.30 euros, please.
28.30… Keep the change.
Thanks.
[live rock music playing inside]
[music continues]
[bartender] Looking for someone?
- [music stops]
- Yeah!
You looking for someone?
You gotta move, man.
We don't open until 6:00 p.m.
[band resumes playing]
Could I maybe order a beer?
We're a club, not a bar.
You're in the wrong place.
Isn't it a bit early to be drinking?
[band continues playing]
[phone ringing]
NO CALLER ID
[hangs up]
[phone ringing]
[tires screech]
[sighs]
[ringing stops]
[sighs]
[animal whines]
[horn pips]
[dogs snarling]
[horn pips]
What the fuck?
[sighs]
Why are you driving me, Dad?
[Franck] I usually don't have time,
but today…
…my day's pretty open.
Besides, I wanted to.
- Aren't you happy about it?
- Sure, yeah.
I'm glad we're doing this.
[blinker ticking]
Pop, what's going on?
- School's not this way.
- Huh?
- School's not this way.
- Yeah, I know.
[tires screech]
You okay there, Pop?
- Huh?
- Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
MR. AND MRS. DELVAL
[The Sound of Silence, Chromatics]
DUBBING BROTHERS