Mytho (2019) s01e04 Episode Script
Episode 4
1 A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES EPISODE 4 Put it in the box.
Go.
- Mom? - Yes.
We had a question.
At what time's your operation? Tomorrow morning, but I'm spending the night over there.
What are you doing in my stuff? - Nothing.
- Can we see you after? No.
Take care of the house and Virginie's homework should be done, okay? Okay.
Is Dad going to visit you? No, visits aren't allowed.
Where's Dad? At Jeff's, I told you.
I need to finish packing, the taxi's coming.
- Okay.
- Okay.
Don't be mad at him, it's hard for him to share.
- Are you jealous, buddy? - Gotta go.
What are you doing? I need to see Elvira before she leaves, for the kids.
Yes, it's It's hard Why don't you all come here? Uh It's kind of you, but now is not the time.
You know, seeing the dad you are so good with your kids It makes me love you even more.
Come on.
I really need to go.
See you.
Thank you.
Right.
Why is Dad at Jeff's? We are kids, and we need him.
Some adults stay kids their entire life.
Jeff is one of them.
And we're fine without Dad, we don't need him.
And last thing, we don't talk about the operation.
To no one! Oh, Dad's here! What is he doing here? He wants to see you before the operation.
- How are you? - How are you? You're watching us? - Yep.
How are you? - No, Nonno will watch you.
Dad stays with Jeff who's really upset.
Suicide attempt? What's that language? Where's it coming from? Get inside.
I need to talk to your mom.
I want to go with you.
Look, it's hard enough as it is.
- I want you to beat it.
- Elvira, what are you doing? The kids need me while you're away.
No, my Dad will handle it fine.
You can't throw me out like this.
Not for a meaningless thing.
It is not meaningless.
They're fighting, right? Yeah.
This is weird.
It's like she's going on vacation.
- Without us.
- Seriously? I did a lot of thinking.
It's not just that you cheated, and you say it doesn't matter, but I don't believe you.
It's all the rest, the frustration, the things left unsaid.
Do you think they're lying about Jeff and that they actually had a fight? Yeah, maybe.
I don't know.
The wedding took a back seat.
- Come on, guys.
- We need to reset.
We all need to understand how we got here, okay? - Sir? - Yes.
It'll take 25 minutes.
We're going to the station, not the hospital.
Are you sure? Yes.
What is wrong with me? Fag.
With shades hanging on my back? You gave me your love You gave me more Than anyone ever gives And all I got for you Is a dark space in my heart Full of secrets and lies 'Cause I'm a sinner In the garden of your love Where there's no one else to blame But myself Open your books, page 83.
Let's start with exercise four.
Virginie, can you read? To sing me a song of tears and of pain But I forgot the name My weakness Is a woman Who got me on my knees at night When you were sleeping This is Elvira's voicemail.
Please leave a message after the beep.
Elvira, sorry to bug you on your day off, but I have a case, an accident with puzzling dates.
There must be some mistake.
Can you call me back? Thanks.
Channa! Did you hear? What? Kevin.
He woke up.
The doctors say he'll never walk again.
What? Come on, keep going! Don't worry.
It wasn't you, it was the game.
Why did his parents withdraw the suit? No idea.
Juliette saw your mother at the hospital making them sign papers.
What was it for? Leave me alone.
Miss! Ms.
Lambert! Would you do that for me? I don't know, Mr.
Kramaritch.
I'm not sure.
- Hello.
- Hello.
Jeff, Patrick's brother.
I hear your brother is an excellent photographer.
Yes, he's the best in the area.
I would like him to photograph my wife.
Fifty years of marriage.
She saved my life.
A knight in shining armor, I called her my hero.
I was just a coward.
Could you do that one last time, - please? - I'll walk you out.
You have to hurry.
- I'll call this afternoon.
- Hurry.
Goodbye.
Why don't you want to do it? She's dead.
Okay, I get it.
Don't do it.
Yes, but it's really well paid, so She won't be out of focus.
She didn't return my message.
Isa.
What was it? "Call me or I'll kill myself.
" Oh, yeah That's very Yes.
I thought, if emotional blackmail doesn't work, she doesn't give a fuck.
Right? It's the 15th time I call.
Why doesn't she answer, eh? Try with your phone.
What difference will it make? She always picks up for you kids.
- Wait for the others.
- Please.
Stop.
One then, that's it.
- Mom? - I'll call you right back.
She's calling back.
- Yes, Mom.
- I'm in the hallway.
Phones are not allowed in the rooms.
- How are you? - We're good here.
You? - Hi! - Hi! Everything's fine, don't worry.
Great.
And the room's okay? Yes, it's okay.
Are you alone? No, I'm with a woman.
She sleeps and she snores.
And what did you eat? I had a classic tray.
And, Sam, I had chocolate mousse.
I'll come to the hospital! What is Nonno saying? I'll come pick you up at the hospital.
Okay? Tell me the room number.
No, I told you.
Don't insist.
It's forbidden.
Doctors' orders.
Fuck the doctors.
Get it? I will come pick you up after the operation.
All right? - Shit! - My phone.
Shh.
It's not her fault.
Calm down.
She does whatever she wants.
It's the rules.
Honey.
- She seemed well.
- I miss Mom.
She's alone.
It makes me sad.
No, don't be sad.
She's not alone.
Cheer up and stay strong.
I wish Dad was here.
Kiss them good night and go back where you came from.
Maybe I should stay? No.
I know what you did, you know? So Look.
If anything happens to my daughter Hmm? Know that I will hold you wholly responsible.
Okay? It's your fault if she has cancer.
What are you saying? Your wife got sick because you cheated? That's why she died? I'll kiss my kids and go.
You know, your mother's a rock.
Nobody can stand up to her.
Those shitty cancer cells won't scare her.
She'll kick them out.
Knock them out.
Boom, boom, boom! It'll be okay.
I love you, Dad.
Love you, too.
- Hello.
- Hello.
Thanks.
It's over.
No.
Thank you.
Oh! You brought me luck.
I'm buying.
Don't say no.
Maria Magdalena.
No.
- Shall we? - Yes.
- Miss? Another one.
- Yes.
- Of course.
- Is it okay? Perfect.
What are you doing alone in a casino? You're a gambler? Not really.
Mm Looking for your soul mate? You're intrigued.
Guess.
A game? - Warm or cold? - Oh.
Um, your accent tells me you're from out of town, passing by.
- Warm.
- Mm-hm.
It's a weeknight.
You are here for work.
Warm.
Um You're not shy.
You like to talk to people.
You are in sales.
No, cold.
- Oh.
- Ah.
Thank you.
I won't lose.
I'll go all in.
You are a dentist here for a convention about new dental implant techniques.
Freezing, ice cold! With these beautiful teeth, I thought I give up.
I can't say it out loud.
A secret? No way.
That's awesome! It's my dream job.
Excellent! - Really? Ah.
- Yes.
What do you think about this bar? Well the service is good.
Mm-hm.
The barmaid is reactive, but not hovering.
The olives are good.
The chips are crunchy, the tapenade delicious.
It's good, really.
I'm impressed.
Excuse me, we're closing.
Mm.
- It closes a little early.
- Mm.
- Hi.
- Yeah.
Want a beer? I'm not available.
I'm happy for you.
See, emotional blackmail works.
Okay, I'll keep that in mind.
Bye.
HISTORY PROFILE Mm.
Mm.
Hold on.
What's the matter? I'm sorry.
I can't.
It's not you, it's your tongue.
- What do you mean? - It's tiny.
- Mm-hm.
- I've never touched a tongue that's not my husband's.
We're not married, but I haven't kissed a stranger in such a long time.
Oh.
Are you okay? - You need to throw up? - I'm okay.
You know, I've only had two men in my life.
- Mm.
- A first love A great first love and the father of my children.
Mm, and you're wondering if you want me to be the third.
I found out my husband had an affair.
I'm sorry.
So, I made him believe I had cancer.
Awful, right? Well, yes.
It's awful.
Look.
It's my cousin's.
What Uncanny, right? That's not me.
- It's not? - No.
I've been banned.
I have a pathological relationship to gambling.
It had been three years I hadn't set a foot in a casino.
You're not a critic.
Not at all.
I can tell.
I said whatever.
No, I work in a pathetic insurance company with a pathetic boss.
Want to sleep with me? Yes.
It's done.
She'll get it before the operation.
Look.
Oh, my face.
- I'm beautiful.
- We're so cute.
- This one is ready.
- Can I have crêpe? - This one.
- Give it.
Stop.
Who is it? I'll go.
Can I make one, please? - Hello.
- Hello.
Virginie Lambert lives here, right? Yes, why? Are you her mom? No.
- Honey! - Coming.
Let me introduce myself.
Marie Garapon.
Journalist.
- Hello.
- Hello.
Are you Virginie's dad? No, her grandfather.
Il nonno.
Okay.
You look really young.
I know.
I had my daughter when I was 20.
- I'd like to meet your granddaughter.
- Ah.
Can I come in and explain? Come in, yes.
Thank you.
I discovered Virginie's blog through my niece.
She told me Virginie's famous on the web.
- Really? - Yes.
You have 50,000 subscribers.
It's huge.
I checked out your blog, and I was so moved that I thought I should write a story on it.
- Does Mom know? - Uh, no.
Virginie created her blog on a secure site for children.
It's really easy to use.
cancer.
I decided to help by cleaning my room, by making my bed every morning, and with my brother, Sam, and my sister, Carole, we It would be great to do a story on Virginie.
Other kids facing the same situation could discover the blog.
I don't know, her parents are not here.
Then you'll be interviewed, too.
As a family member.
I'm sure you look great on TV.
Um, excuse me, but just We'd like to tell our mom, - because - It's a bad idea.
You're right.
I think it would be a great surprise for Elvira.
Until she gets back from surgery, eh? - Are you sure? - Well, I am the master of this house.
As we say Let's do it.
Huh? Thank you, Nonno.
MOM WE LOVE YOU Beautiful, right? Gorgeous.
I'd forgotten how beautiful it is.
Are you a local? Yes and no.
I used to live here long ago with my parents.
My mom's buried here.
We no longer take the time to look at things.
And we should.
It feels so great.
At this time, I should be ironing my husband's shirts.
And I, grocery shopping for my kids while my boss scolds me on the phone and my husband bangs the pharmacist.
Aha.
A cigarette? No, thanks.
I quit.
Aha.
Well, I quit quitting.
Hmm.
Good luck.
DENISE GIANNINI - BORN BERRIBI 1940-1984 Carole.
Sam.
Virginie.
And him.
FETOVAIA ITALY Hello.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Doing all right? - Yes, fine.
SIMON - RIGHT AWAY For the best of moms.
May this clover bring you luck.
We love you.
Okay, great.
Cool.
I'll ask questions about the blog.
What made you create it? What did you start with? Okay? Everyone? - Let's go.
- Okay.
Oh, shit.
- Excuse me.
Can we go to the hospital? - Now? - As fast as you can.
- Okay.
No, no, no.
It's impossible.
Giannini.
No, nothing.
Can you spell it again? Giannini with two N's.
- No.
- Try Lambert.
Lambert.
- I have two Lamberts.
- Elvira.
- Sorry.
- Elvira.
- No.
- Maria Magdalena? Quite complicated.
My daughter is complicated.
Still nothing.
Yes, Dad.
Tell me your room number.
They won't give it to me.
I don't know, I'm tired.
Ask someone.
I'm not going to call a nurse just for that.
I'll call you back.
Yes, Dad.
I'm in room 312.
Three-twelve.
Which department? I Uh, third floor, 312.
I'll call you back.
Hello, sir.
Excuse me, I'm looking for room 312.
- Yes, but which building, which service? - Which building? Ah.
Dad.
What are you doing? Why did you come with your suitcase? Things were stolen upstairs, and they want us to take our stuff.
No, let's go back up.
I'll help you.
Come on.
Let's go to the cafeteria.
No, forget coffee.
Let's go back up.
It'll be good for me.
- Dad? - Mm.
I'm not sick.
It's not true.
But No.
I can't believe it.
You didn't.
How can you do something like that? Explain this to me.
How can you do such a thing? What? You're laughing.
Why am I happy? Come here.
My girl.
You are amazing.
Come on.
What are you going to do? It's simple.
I'll tell them the surgery was a success.
And life goes on.
And Patrick? When he'll find out you lied, he'll make your life a living hell.
I know.
What about the surprise? Hmm? - What surprise? - The surprise.
The surprise of life.
It's It's the principle of surprise.
Tonight, the situation was still Mom? - in the south, especially - Mom? Mom! It's about to start.
- Hmm? - It's about to start.
What? What's starting? A BLOG AGAINST ILLNESS - My hair is brown - Easily accessible, simple, Rascals' Blog lets children create their own blog.
Virginie, ten, chose this medium to express herself about the family's ordeal.
My mom has breast cancer, and since we don't really talk about it to avoid bringing everyone down, I write this blog on my own to tell the other kids who have a sick mom there's hope.
Virginie tells the story of a family.
A family almost like any other.
Her father, her brother, her sister and her mother, Patricia, suffering from breast cancer.
At the beginning, we didn't talk about it, Mom didn't want people to know.
She didn't want to upset us, so Yeah, I started this blog and I was able to express a lot of things.
We didn't know.
She did that on her own.
I heard her talk, but I thought she talked alone.
I do that all the time.
We don't communicate much except to scream at each other.
Like any other family.
For me, Internet Don't tell the others, but she's my favorite.
That's a lie, I never said that crap.
It was edited.
I'd like to become a YouTuber, not to talk about my mom's cancer, to make people laugh.
In the meantime, Virginie prepares her next entry, a poem for her mom.
- Leave me.
- Mom, you are so brave You could defeat a tidal wave Because you're strong you will heal And because your love is so real It's already over.
Wasn't it great? You okay, Mom? Mom? Nobody will know, we called you Patricia.
You're smoking again? How could you let that happen? It made the girl happy.
Shit! How was I supposed to know it was a mistake? What will you do? I don't know.
You want me to talk to the kids? If you talk to the kids, I'll kill you.
Don't take this out on me.
I have no words.
I spent my whole life fixing your shit.
You're the one who failed the kids, not I.
What about you? Are you not a liar? What does that mean? Why wasn't I at Mom's funeral? You said she was on vacation.
- What to say? - On vacation! - What else? - Liar.
- You were a child.
- Go.
But now you have to deal with things on your own.
I'd like to see how you get by without me.
Exactly, and I'm tired! I'm done! Go away! - One for my friend.
- Yes.
What? You look upset.
Okay.
The guy didn't show up.
There was a slight problem.
We said I should be paid this time.
You will.
I trusted you.
Trust? Eh.
Maria Magdalena.
So? What about trust? - Where? - The Nice Casino.
Simon saw her the other night.
He told Matteo.
Isn't that worth a lot? Why Nice? You want me to ask around? Yes.
So, be patient.
You'll be rewarded.
My father used to say, "What you give time time will give back to you.
"
Go.
- Mom? - Yes.
We had a question.
At what time's your operation? Tomorrow morning, but I'm spending the night over there.
What are you doing in my stuff? - Nothing.
- Can we see you after? No.
Take care of the house and Virginie's homework should be done, okay? Okay.
Is Dad going to visit you? No, visits aren't allowed.
Where's Dad? At Jeff's, I told you.
I need to finish packing, the taxi's coming.
- Okay.
- Okay.
Don't be mad at him, it's hard for him to share.
- Are you jealous, buddy? - Gotta go.
What are you doing? I need to see Elvira before she leaves, for the kids.
Yes, it's It's hard Why don't you all come here? Uh It's kind of you, but now is not the time.
You know, seeing the dad you are so good with your kids It makes me love you even more.
Come on.
I really need to go.
See you.
Thank you.
Right.
Why is Dad at Jeff's? We are kids, and we need him.
Some adults stay kids their entire life.
Jeff is one of them.
And we're fine without Dad, we don't need him.
And last thing, we don't talk about the operation.
To no one! Oh, Dad's here! What is he doing here? He wants to see you before the operation.
- How are you? - How are you? You're watching us? - Yep.
How are you? - No, Nonno will watch you.
Dad stays with Jeff who's really upset.
Suicide attempt? What's that language? Where's it coming from? Get inside.
I need to talk to your mom.
I want to go with you.
Look, it's hard enough as it is.
- I want you to beat it.
- Elvira, what are you doing? The kids need me while you're away.
No, my Dad will handle it fine.
You can't throw me out like this.
Not for a meaningless thing.
It is not meaningless.
They're fighting, right? Yeah.
This is weird.
It's like she's going on vacation.
- Without us.
- Seriously? I did a lot of thinking.
It's not just that you cheated, and you say it doesn't matter, but I don't believe you.
It's all the rest, the frustration, the things left unsaid.
Do you think they're lying about Jeff and that they actually had a fight? Yeah, maybe.
I don't know.
The wedding took a back seat.
- Come on, guys.
- We need to reset.
We all need to understand how we got here, okay? - Sir? - Yes.
It'll take 25 minutes.
We're going to the station, not the hospital.
Are you sure? Yes.
What is wrong with me? Fag.
With shades hanging on my back? You gave me your love You gave me more Than anyone ever gives And all I got for you Is a dark space in my heart Full of secrets and lies 'Cause I'm a sinner In the garden of your love Where there's no one else to blame But myself Open your books, page 83.
Let's start with exercise four.
Virginie, can you read? To sing me a song of tears and of pain But I forgot the name My weakness Is a woman Who got me on my knees at night When you were sleeping This is Elvira's voicemail.
Please leave a message after the beep.
Elvira, sorry to bug you on your day off, but I have a case, an accident with puzzling dates.
There must be some mistake.
Can you call me back? Thanks.
Channa! Did you hear? What? Kevin.
He woke up.
The doctors say he'll never walk again.
What? Come on, keep going! Don't worry.
It wasn't you, it was the game.
Why did his parents withdraw the suit? No idea.
Juliette saw your mother at the hospital making them sign papers.
What was it for? Leave me alone.
Miss! Ms.
Lambert! Would you do that for me? I don't know, Mr.
Kramaritch.
I'm not sure.
- Hello.
- Hello.
Jeff, Patrick's brother.
I hear your brother is an excellent photographer.
Yes, he's the best in the area.
I would like him to photograph my wife.
Fifty years of marriage.
She saved my life.
A knight in shining armor, I called her my hero.
I was just a coward.
Could you do that one last time, - please? - I'll walk you out.
You have to hurry.
- I'll call this afternoon.
- Hurry.
Goodbye.
Why don't you want to do it? She's dead.
Okay, I get it.
Don't do it.
Yes, but it's really well paid, so She won't be out of focus.
She didn't return my message.
Isa.
What was it? "Call me or I'll kill myself.
" Oh, yeah That's very Yes.
I thought, if emotional blackmail doesn't work, she doesn't give a fuck.
Right? It's the 15th time I call.
Why doesn't she answer, eh? Try with your phone.
What difference will it make? She always picks up for you kids.
- Wait for the others.
- Please.
Stop.
One then, that's it.
- Mom? - I'll call you right back.
She's calling back.
- Yes, Mom.
- I'm in the hallway.
Phones are not allowed in the rooms.
- How are you? - We're good here.
You? - Hi! - Hi! Everything's fine, don't worry.
Great.
And the room's okay? Yes, it's okay.
Are you alone? No, I'm with a woman.
She sleeps and she snores.
And what did you eat? I had a classic tray.
And, Sam, I had chocolate mousse.
I'll come to the hospital! What is Nonno saying? I'll come pick you up at the hospital.
Okay? Tell me the room number.
No, I told you.
Don't insist.
It's forbidden.
Doctors' orders.
Fuck the doctors.
Get it? I will come pick you up after the operation.
All right? - Shit! - My phone.
Shh.
It's not her fault.
Calm down.
She does whatever she wants.
It's the rules.
Honey.
- She seemed well.
- I miss Mom.
She's alone.
It makes me sad.
No, don't be sad.
She's not alone.
Cheer up and stay strong.
I wish Dad was here.
Kiss them good night and go back where you came from.
Maybe I should stay? No.
I know what you did, you know? So Look.
If anything happens to my daughter Hmm? Know that I will hold you wholly responsible.
Okay? It's your fault if she has cancer.
What are you saying? Your wife got sick because you cheated? That's why she died? I'll kiss my kids and go.
You know, your mother's a rock.
Nobody can stand up to her.
Those shitty cancer cells won't scare her.
She'll kick them out.
Knock them out.
Boom, boom, boom! It'll be okay.
I love you, Dad.
Love you, too.
- Hello.
- Hello.
Thanks.
It's over.
No.
Thank you.
Oh! You brought me luck.
I'm buying.
Don't say no.
Maria Magdalena.
No.
- Shall we? - Yes.
- Miss? Another one.
- Yes.
- Of course.
- Is it okay? Perfect.
What are you doing alone in a casino? You're a gambler? Not really.
Mm Looking for your soul mate? You're intrigued.
Guess.
A game? - Warm or cold? - Oh.
Um, your accent tells me you're from out of town, passing by.
- Warm.
- Mm-hm.
It's a weeknight.
You are here for work.
Warm.
Um You're not shy.
You like to talk to people.
You are in sales.
No, cold.
- Oh.
- Ah.
Thank you.
I won't lose.
I'll go all in.
You are a dentist here for a convention about new dental implant techniques.
Freezing, ice cold! With these beautiful teeth, I thought I give up.
I can't say it out loud.
A secret? No way.
That's awesome! It's my dream job.
Excellent! - Really? Ah.
- Yes.
What do you think about this bar? Well the service is good.
Mm-hm.
The barmaid is reactive, but not hovering.
The olives are good.
The chips are crunchy, the tapenade delicious.
It's good, really.
I'm impressed.
Excuse me, we're closing.
Mm.
- It closes a little early.
- Mm.
- Hi.
- Yeah.
Want a beer? I'm not available.
I'm happy for you.
See, emotional blackmail works.
Okay, I'll keep that in mind.
Bye.
HISTORY PROFILE Mm.
Mm.
Hold on.
What's the matter? I'm sorry.
I can't.
It's not you, it's your tongue.
- What do you mean? - It's tiny.
- Mm-hm.
- I've never touched a tongue that's not my husband's.
We're not married, but I haven't kissed a stranger in such a long time.
Oh.
Are you okay? - You need to throw up? - I'm okay.
You know, I've only had two men in my life.
- Mm.
- A first love A great first love and the father of my children.
Mm, and you're wondering if you want me to be the third.
I found out my husband had an affair.
I'm sorry.
So, I made him believe I had cancer.
Awful, right? Well, yes.
It's awful.
Look.
It's my cousin's.
What Uncanny, right? That's not me.
- It's not? - No.
I've been banned.
I have a pathological relationship to gambling.
It had been three years I hadn't set a foot in a casino.
You're not a critic.
Not at all.
I can tell.
I said whatever.
No, I work in a pathetic insurance company with a pathetic boss.
Want to sleep with me? Yes.
It's done.
She'll get it before the operation.
Look.
Oh, my face.
- I'm beautiful.
- We're so cute.
- This one is ready.
- Can I have crêpe? - This one.
- Give it.
Stop.
Who is it? I'll go.
Can I make one, please? - Hello.
- Hello.
Virginie Lambert lives here, right? Yes, why? Are you her mom? No.
- Honey! - Coming.
Let me introduce myself.
Marie Garapon.
Journalist.
- Hello.
- Hello.
Are you Virginie's dad? No, her grandfather.
Il nonno.
Okay.
You look really young.
I know.
I had my daughter when I was 20.
- I'd like to meet your granddaughter.
- Ah.
Can I come in and explain? Come in, yes.
Thank you.
I discovered Virginie's blog through my niece.
She told me Virginie's famous on the web.
- Really? - Yes.
You have 50,000 subscribers.
It's huge.
I checked out your blog, and I was so moved that I thought I should write a story on it.
- Does Mom know? - Uh, no.
Virginie created her blog on a secure site for children.
It's really easy to use.
cancer.
I decided to help by cleaning my room, by making my bed every morning, and with my brother, Sam, and my sister, Carole, we It would be great to do a story on Virginie.
Other kids facing the same situation could discover the blog.
I don't know, her parents are not here.
Then you'll be interviewed, too.
As a family member.
I'm sure you look great on TV.
Um, excuse me, but just We'd like to tell our mom, - because - It's a bad idea.
You're right.
I think it would be a great surprise for Elvira.
Until she gets back from surgery, eh? - Are you sure? - Well, I am the master of this house.
As we say Let's do it.
Huh? Thank you, Nonno.
MOM WE LOVE YOU Beautiful, right? Gorgeous.
I'd forgotten how beautiful it is.
Are you a local? Yes and no.
I used to live here long ago with my parents.
My mom's buried here.
We no longer take the time to look at things.
And we should.
It feels so great.
At this time, I should be ironing my husband's shirts.
And I, grocery shopping for my kids while my boss scolds me on the phone and my husband bangs the pharmacist.
Aha.
A cigarette? No, thanks.
I quit.
Aha.
Well, I quit quitting.
Hmm.
Good luck.
DENISE GIANNINI - BORN BERRIBI 1940-1984 Carole.
Sam.
Virginie.
And him.
FETOVAIA ITALY Hello.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Doing all right? - Yes, fine.
SIMON - RIGHT AWAY For the best of moms.
May this clover bring you luck.
We love you.
Okay, great.
Cool.
I'll ask questions about the blog.
What made you create it? What did you start with? Okay? Everyone? - Let's go.
- Okay.
Oh, shit.
- Excuse me.
Can we go to the hospital? - Now? - As fast as you can.
- Okay.
No, no, no.
It's impossible.
Giannini.
No, nothing.
Can you spell it again? Giannini with two N's.
- No.
- Try Lambert.
Lambert.
- I have two Lamberts.
- Elvira.
- Sorry.
- Elvira.
- No.
- Maria Magdalena? Quite complicated.
My daughter is complicated.
Still nothing.
Yes, Dad.
Tell me your room number.
They won't give it to me.
I don't know, I'm tired.
Ask someone.
I'm not going to call a nurse just for that.
I'll call you back.
Yes, Dad.
I'm in room 312.
Three-twelve.
Which department? I Uh, third floor, 312.
I'll call you back.
Hello, sir.
Excuse me, I'm looking for room 312.
- Yes, but which building, which service? - Which building? Ah.
Dad.
What are you doing? Why did you come with your suitcase? Things were stolen upstairs, and they want us to take our stuff.
No, let's go back up.
I'll help you.
Come on.
Let's go to the cafeteria.
No, forget coffee.
Let's go back up.
It'll be good for me.
- Dad? - Mm.
I'm not sick.
It's not true.
But No.
I can't believe it.
You didn't.
How can you do something like that? Explain this to me.
How can you do such a thing? What? You're laughing.
Why am I happy? Come here.
My girl.
You are amazing.
Come on.
What are you going to do? It's simple.
I'll tell them the surgery was a success.
And life goes on.
And Patrick? When he'll find out you lied, he'll make your life a living hell.
I know.
What about the surprise? Hmm? - What surprise? - The surprise.
The surprise of life.
It's It's the principle of surprise.
Tonight, the situation was still Mom? - in the south, especially - Mom? Mom! It's about to start.
- Hmm? - It's about to start.
What? What's starting? A BLOG AGAINST ILLNESS - My hair is brown - Easily accessible, simple, Rascals' Blog lets children create their own blog.
Virginie, ten, chose this medium to express herself about the family's ordeal.
My mom has breast cancer, and since we don't really talk about it to avoid bringing everyone down, I write this blog on my own to tell the other kids who have a sick mom there's hope.
Virginie tells the story of a family.
A family almost like any other.
Her father, her brother, her sister and her mother, Patricia, suffering from breast cancer.
At the beginning, we didn't talk about it, Mom didn't want people to know.
She didn't want to upset us, so Yeah, I started this blog and I was able to express a lot of things.
We didn't know.
She did that on her own.
I heard her talk, but I thought she talked alone.
I do that all the time.
We don't communicate much except to scream at each other.
Like any other family.
For me, Internet Don't tell the others, but she's my favorite.
That's a lie, I never said that crap.
It was edited.
I'd like to become a YouTuber, not to talk about my mom's cancer, to make people laugh.
In the meantime, Virginie prepares her next entry, a poem for her mom.
- Leave me.
- Mom, you are so brave You could defeat a tidal wave Because you're strong you will heal And because your love is so real It's already over.
Wasn't it great? You okay, Mom? Mom? Nobody will know, we called you Patricia.
You're smoking again? How could you let that happen? It made the girl happy.
Shit! How was I supposed to know it was a mistake? What will you do? I don't know.
You want me to talk to the kids? If you talk to the kids, I'll kill you.
Don't take this out on me.
I have no words.
I spent my whole life fixing your shit.
You're the one who failed the kids, not I.
What about you? Are you not a liar? What does that mean? Why wasn't I at Mom's funeral? You said she was on vacation.
- What to say? - On vacation! - What else? - Liar.
- You were a child.
- Go.
But now you have to deal with things on your own.
I'd like to see how you get by without me.
Exactly, and I'm tired! I'm done! Go away! - One for my friend.
- Yes.
What? You look upset.
Okay.
The guy didn't show up.
There was a slight problem.
We said I should be paid this time.
You will.
I trusted you.
Trust? Eh.
Maria Magdalena.
So? What about trust? - Where? - The Nice Casino.
Simon saw her the other night.
He told Matteo.
Isn't that worth a lot? Why Nice? You want me to ask around? Yes.
So, be patient.
You'll be rewarded.
My father used to say, "What you give time time will give back to you.
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