NETFLIX PRESENTS
We are… at war.
A public health war, of course.
We're fighting neither an army, nor another nation.
But the enemy is there, invisible and elusive, advancing.
And that means we must all rally to the cause.
We are at war.
I am calling on everyone,
in political, economic, social and non-profit spheres,
on every French citizen
to join in the national spirit of unity
which has allowed our country to overcome so many past crises.
We are at war.
It's war, but there are no soldiers. I don't get it.
Everyone is applauding, but the streets are empty.
LOCKDOWN SOLIDARITY
At first I thought it was weird.
Then my sister said we're applauding hospitals, from a distance.
That way if we get sick, they'll take care of us.
My mom, well, she's not here.
She's mad, but she'll be back. She promised, in my ear.
She's mad at my dad because he's a know-it-all.
I don't get it.
Knowing it all is great, isn't it?
But hey, my dad told me, Basile, don't even try to understand women.
They're hystero-chondriacs. It's freaky how scared they are.
My dad doesn't like them, neither do I.
Except… their daughter.
You can tell by her eyes she's gorgeous under the mask.
I used to pass her and never see her.
Now I see her but I can't see her. Life is so messed up.
I don't know who that is.
Or who that is.
Them, and them, took off for the country.
Like cowards, as Dad says.
I don't know who that is.
I know who that is.
The biologist from the medical lab.
My dad says COVID lines his undies with gold.
Seriously, I'm glad it's not me.
It must hurt lugging that around in your pants, right?
The owner of the restaurant downstairs.
She had to close, poor thing.
Dad hopes she'll go bust, or die of COVID.
That way he can buy the place cheap, open another vape shop.
He's got loads of them.
I'll tell you a secret.
My dad's not applauding hospitals. He's applauding COVID.
He says it only kills seniors, who cost us money and are useless.
My dad's not afraid, neither am I.
We applaud loudest in the building, 'cause we're the owners.
The others are all renters.
Renters, my dad always says,
are always complaining and they're all lazy. He's right.
Bravo!
Easy.
Let's change, I'll do the laundry.
Martin, we're not changing. It's our balcony.
The virus is airborne.
Really? Who told you that?
Our family doctor, who caught it.
Naturally. He's in contact with patients.
If my doctor dies, I'll never get over it.
He could get better, too.
The mortality rate is one percent.
You say that so coldly.
It's true.
Should've gone to the mountains, with your parents.
No more trains or planes.
Your parents. Only a two-hour drive.
And kill them?
Whereas mine, who cares?
They don't have asthma.
Your parents don't have asthma.
Yours neither.
No! Basile!
Disgusting!
Oh, no!
Shit. The dog is stir crazy. He has to go out.
No, not anymore.
The dog stays inside too now?
It's his own fault. He sniffs everything.
Yeah, he's a dog.
Animals can't catch it.
Oh, yeah? Look at this.
Out tomorrow. A cat positive for the virus, first verified case.
You're stressing me out.
It's a pandemic, Claire.
Mom?
- I don't want to die of COVID. - Honey, you won't die.
No one here will die. Your dad exaggerates, you know that.
That's not true.
It starts with a little cold. Then it goes to the lungs,
and you can't breathe anymore.
- And you start to… - Martin, stop!
Breathe, breathe.
Martin, we practice social distancing outside.
We do everything by the book.
But locked down, inside…
Chill.
What? We're not expecting anyone!
- I'll go see. - No!
No, no! Wait!
Don't open it.
It's COVID!
Mr. and Mrs. Becquart?
It's Diego, the husband of the concierge, Paola.
Hello, Diego.
Oh, I'm sorry.
- I stepped in the vinegar. - It's okay.
No!
- 99.6 - Martin!
- You're sick. - I am?
Give me that.
Amazon? For the idiot upstairs.
Right. Tony Boghassian?
Why are you bringing the mail, Diego?
Where is your wife?
- In the hospital. - Get back! Get back!
Martin, easy.
There are lots of other diseases.
Yeah, right.
What does she have?
- COVID. - Step back right now!
I'm fine, I'm not sick.
You're asymptomatic.
No, I'm Catholic. But religion isn't everything.
No, Diego. "Asymptomatic" means no outward signs of illness.
I know. I was kidding.
Funny. Thanks, bye.
Martin, stop it. That's enough.
He's at risk, but that doesn't mean he has it.
When you're in the hallways,
wear a mask at all times.
The stores are out of them.
Get a test. You've had close contact.
At the lab downstairs.
The whole building should test.
And tell him to distribute masks so the whole building is safe.
- Will you remember? - Yes…
Here. Use this in the meantime.
Thank you.
And we deplete our stock?
He needs it more.
It's important to stay alive. It's even better to stay human.
Basile!
- What? - Yes, I'm walking the dog.
Diego.
The new woman who never applauds. You know her?
No.
Maybe she's a friend of Sandrine who let her stay there.
Or worse, a squatter!
She doesn't respect the lockdown. She avoids us, it's shady.
Keep an eye out…
Enough. Put the kids back on.
Two seconds.
You got angry, too.
Of course I did! You called me a "dumb bitch" in front of the kids!
The kids aren't in school. They're at home 24/7.
Quit your insanity.
Do you realize how violent your words are?
What example is that for the children? I won't be humiliated.
Where's the guy I fell in love with 20 years ago?
He's right here, my love.
He's at home, waiting for you.
Say the word,
I'll be there. I'll jump in the car, sweep you up in my arms.
Pops.
Give me my phone. Come on.
- I want to talk to Victoire. - Two seconds.
The drone!
What? Another useless gadget?
There's a drone?
Yeah, sorry, to keep them occupied.
Not that way, Tony. That's the worst thing to do.
- Dad! - Let go of it!
Shut up!
Give it back.
What the fuck do you care?
Always for him. This fucking sucks!
That's something else!
Victoire!
Watch how you talk to me!
I'm still your father!
See how easy it is to "just" mind the kids?
Isa, listen, you have to come home. It's a total mess.
Homework, food, my employees on furlough.
The apartment is disgusting.
The concierge isn't around. Who knows what that bitch is doing!
I'm Diego, Paola's husband.
The concierge.
Yeah, I know.
Tony, are you there?
Apropos nothing, did you know the concierge was married?
Yes, I knew that.
Hello, Diego.
Hello, Isabelle.
Excuse my husband. He's a little brusque.
He's harmless, though.
Yes…
A little teasing between immigrants. Right?
I'm French.
How is Paola? She isn't sick, I hope?
A little. She has a cough, but she'll be all right.
- She has COVID. - Yes.
I'm so sorry about your wife.
Thank you.
So nobody's tidying up soon.
Isa, you must make a decision. Let me know, 'cause this is going nowhere.
Right, exactly.
I'll call you.
Basile! No!
The drone only in the courtyard!
I'm just trying it.
- Let me try? - No.
- Basile. - No. Stop.
Just a second.
Stop, no!
There you go!
- What did I say? - No!
- Oh, no! - Oh, yes!
My drone! Dad!
Well, yeah!
It's an outdoor toy.
Listen when you're spoken to.
Don't cry. It won't do any good.
- Basile, I'll order you another one. - I'm sick of this!
Come on in.
What I want… is for you to clean up here.
No.
Yes.
- No. - Yes.
I can't.
I'm a mechanic. Not a cleaning woman.
Ten euros an hour.
Off the books.
But you pay my wife fifteen.
You said you're a mechanic. Which is it?
No, I can't. With the mail, the trash cans,
this building is loads of work.
Do you smoke?
- A little. - Look.
That big 4x4 in the courtyard is mine.
It needs to be washed. Here, a present.
That's worth 300 euros.
Thank you.
What the fuck do I care?
Oh, damn. There goes Maria Callas again!
Could you tell her to shut up?
All right?
Let us live out our dreams…
Pandemic, pandemic
You are not my friend
We can put that here.
Hang on.
Honey.
Pandemic, pandemic
Let me live, let me be
Let me live like before
Before this lockdown dream
- Honey. - Yeah?
I'm starting my livestream.
Two seconds.
Let me live and breathe
Exist, love
I love it.
I mean, it's really beautiful…
My love!
Really good.
But if you could just…
- move over a little? - Sure.
So I can have the space.
- I'll let you work. - Yes.
Should I go over there?
- I can go myself. - I know.
There. Let's see. You in the frame?
There you go.
Sorry. I'm trying to protect our privacy.
- I know, sweetums. - One second.
Let us live, breathe
Exist, love
- There you go. - Sorry. Okay.
- There. - Let's go.
I can't believe it. The camera loves you.
- You're still in the shot. - Really?
Should I back up?
- Yeah. - Here?
- Back, back… - Here?
Come on.
Any more, I'm outside.
Oh, yeah! Cool! Great idea. Go ahead.
Then I'm going.
There you go. Okay…
That means I'm on the balcony.
Are you cold?
- Thanks. - You're welcome. I love you.
I love you, too, darling.
- Have a good class. - Yes.
Hey Fitgirls! It's me.
Today… Hang on, we're at 2,035. Let's wait for that to grow a little.
Today is abs and butt, we love that!
First let's warm up. Here we go.
I'm carrying two…
Two single packs of six…
one liter and a half. That's twelve 1.5-liter bottles.
So twelve times one and a half…
that's…
Sixteen.
Eighteen!
Thank you!
The neighbor.
GABRIEL MEDICAL RESEARCH AND TESTING LABORATORY
It appears that SARS-CoV2 modifies and alters
the rat's phosphorylation of enzyme protein kinase
in order to perpetuate its cellular transmission…
Period.
The first test of the vaccine on rodents is…
inconclusive.
Shit.
Shit and shit.
Rodent C assimilated the vaccine dose
and survived…
very briefly.
Shit.
- What is it? - Are you closed?
No, why?
- There's no personnel. - All took furloughs!
They're afraid.
Considering your rats' health, I understand them.
- Research. - For a rat poison?
For a vaccine, Louise!
What is anyone researching right now?
That's wonderful!
Urinalysis and vaccine research together in the same place!
Congratulations.
I used to work at Pasteur, Louise.
They fired you?
I resigned.
And my urine sample?
I don't have the time. Not this month.
Save me some rat poison for the cellar?
No hurry, though.
Yes, yes, little Lili.
It's time for your walk.
Doctor, I'll throw that out for you.
I'd rather do it myself.
Doctor, the residents would like to have masks.
None left! A shortage!
- And for everyone to be tested. - Tested!
Everyone wants to be tested? What for?
My wife has COVID.
Maybe I caught it, too.
The building is scared.
- Where's your wife? - In the hospital.
It's been two weeks.
They said to call if I had a fever.
No, it's too late. You'd already have it.
Wrong dumpster?
No. Biodegradable. It's fine.
Yes, yes, Lili.
We're going for our walk.
There you go.
What is that?
The Dubreuil family's guinea pig.
They rushed off to the country.
In the panic, they forgot Lili.
That's wonderful!
- She's very cute. - Diego!
Diego…
It's an emergency. I must test my anti-COVID vaccine.
And I can't find test subjects!
The guinea pig…
is heaven-sent!
No, no, no, I can't do that.
When I left her at the hospital, Paola made me swear
I'd take care of the guinea pig.
Diego.
You prefer your wife or the guinea pig?
My wife!
That's not the impression I get.
Yes, I do, I do.
What if Lili dies?
A guinea pig is a rodent.
- They're resistant buggers! - They are?
- Resistant? - Very! Diego, don't waste time.
I'm this far from solving it.
Science is counting on me.
I find the cure,
I take care of your wife.
Then Paola… back in the "casa"!
All right.
Lili…
Doctor! The residents' testing?
Tell them tomorrow at 9:00. Downstairs here.
Tomorrow at 9:00.
Nine o'clock…
My bar.
How are you, Raoul darling?
Poire '84. Remember?
Not bad.
What is this?
Let's be first. There might not be enough tests to go around.
Move all that, buddy.
It attracts mice and roaches.
Sorry, these are unusual times. Not so close.
Two Chinese idiots eat penguin,
and our stairwell becomes your pantry?
- Pangolin, Dad. - Who cares?
This is a common area, Mr. Renter.
Yeah, yeah.
Funny guy…
Claire, you ready?
Hurry up with your shoes and get clean masks.
The box is empty, Dad.
Thanks to your mom!
Look in the kitchen drawer.
I looked there!
- Careful… - Thank you, honey.
Everyone's getting in front of us.
It's not right to all go down at once. You know there's a pandemic?
Yes, like you, we watch the news all day long.
Hey, no closer than three feet.
Excuse me, but it stinks of vinegar. It's unbearable.
Sorry, the aroma of disinfectant.
Claire? Louna? Ready?
- Look out. - Step aside so we can go downstairs.
Yes, sure.
We're going, too.
No, believe me.
We're much too close. For you and for me.
Look. My wife is actually…
- Oh! Congratulations. - Thank you.
So she has priority for the test.
- Right. - Yeah.
Go ahead.
Pass on the left.
Nice parking job.
Claire, I'm going downstairs!
What? Take a picture!
Stand in family groups.
And leave lots of space, please.
MEDICAL TESTING LABORATORY
Be aware of how contagious this virus is.
Give us masks.
- WHO says they're useless. - Asians wear them, why not us?
I don't know.
The virus mutated, right?
That's not certain.
We don't know.
You know nothing. Why are we here?
A little respect!
He's a scientist.
Not just for stool and urine.
Isn't that right, Doctor?
I learned that the concierge is positive.
So I'm going to test you all.
- Oh, no, I can't believe it. - Paola has COVID?
Shit! She hand-delivered my mail!
Does the virus stays on surfaces?
Maybe not, we don't know.
He knows nothing.
Shouldn't Diego isolate?
Listen…
He doesn't know.
How is Paola doing?
She's fine, but I can't visit her.
Don't worry, Paola's strong. She'll get better.
We can't know. Just yesterday,
a 33-year-old died who was in perfect health.
Like you!
- Why are you saying that? - Because we know that.
How do you know if you have it?
You feel it inside.
No reason to worry in the absence of obvious symptoms.
Difficulty breathing,
a feeling of being weighed down,
dry cough,
fatigue, fever, loss of taste and smell.
Diarrhea.
You don't have diarrhea.
My stomach hurts. And I can't smell a thing.
- There's no smell here. - I can't smell there's no smell.
I'd love to have no taste,
considering my dad's cooking.
Disgusting.
In two weeks this crap will be over.
I'll get back to work,
get away from your freaked-out faces.
Hey! What "freaked-out faces"? A little respect.
You're like frantic sheep with a know-nothing scientist.
And we don't even know if this exists.
Wait.
If I want to go out and catch it, that's my business.
And infect the whole building?
Come on, we're allowed to drink and smoke.
That kills, too.
Drinking and smoking isn't contagious like the 'Rona.
Who's Rona?
Ah, yes, the female influence. No wonder it's causing such a mess.
Well, you sure know how to talk to women.
Thanks, it's true. I'm pretty good at it.
Well find us a vaccine, because I need to open.
Absolutely right, Louise. Time for the tests.
We talk, and science stands still. Diego.
It's hell.
It's an RT-PCR test.
A long cotton swab. Not fun.
Second nostril.
After the torture, come to my bar?
You didn't hear us outside.
Hey, business is business.
It's a little early to drink.
And you're closed.
I'm not opening. I could serve you outside.
Not very legal to bypass the law.
Thanks, Mrs. Killjoy. Talk about solidarity.
It hurts.
- Whose turn is it? - Thanks!
I won't test children, no reason they should wait.
- Can Basile and I play outside? - Sure.
Yeah, cool.
Not you. My dog.
Oh, snap!
Basile!
Get away!
Dad!
You asked for it.
- Could you spare some masks? - No!
There's a lab in the States testing a vaccine.
- They're in phase three. - I'm aware of that.
But beware, we lack perspective.
Lots of false info.
Media time is not scientific time.
Okay, ready?
- It's long. - Relax. Head back.
- Easy. - Nice and easy.
I'll go nice and easy.
Easy, easy.
Wow, that was deep.
- What stage are you in? - Coming along.
- Between us? - Of course.
I prevented the pathogen nucleocapsid protein
from targeting the core.
No way!
- And even the cytoplasm. - What, even the cytoplasm?
- That's an incredible advance. - Between us!
At a certain point, you'll have to share your results.
Science & Research would love…
Don't move! Don't move.
- It's too deep! - Breathe.
Breathe.
Easy! Don't shake it around now!
The vaccine is my priority.
Yes, I understand.
Anyway, let me know. We can even plan
a special issue with you on the cover.
I'll think it over.
When will we get the results?
About 48 hours, a week at most.
I hope it'll be over before I give birth.
I doubt it. Unless you give birth in two years.
Locked down for two years?
Don't listen to him. He's nerve-racking.
Spread out!
What the hell?
Jeez, are you people crazy?
Not everyone on the stairs at once!
We'll go up family by family.
Floor by floor.
Third floor, go ahead.
So when do I go?
I have a second and third-floor duplex. Do I go up twice?
So silly. We share a building and we don't know each other's names.
That's Paris.
Well? Who's who?
I'm Agathe.
A singer?
- You know my songs? - By heart.
The whole building can enjoy them every day.
Nice. I was on "The Voice" in 2016.
But no one turned, baby.
So? The judges' backs are turned but people see me!
Sometimes, before the lockdown, I'd sign autographs.
Can we go up, or do we have to listen to the unknown star?
Hey, be polite.
This is my home. I'll say what I want.
This dude…
Social distancing, damn it!
If we could touch, I'd deck you.
You're not going to fight. It's ridiculous.
Let's be a little smarter than that.
Like kids in the schoolyard!
Not me, him!
There you have it.
Okay.
No big deal. Introduce yourself.
Okay. I'm Samuel, athletic coach.
No one asked your profession.
Just your name and your floor.
For once, could you speak without being hostile?
I just want to go upstairs.
Like all of us.
Not me.
I live on the ground floor.
In the concierge quarters with my wife, Paola,
who'll be back soon I hope.
And my name is Claire…
Criminal attorney.
My husband, Martin, is a scientific illustrator.
Our daughter is Louna.
We're one flight up on the right, with the balcony.
Great.
So…
The only owner among the renters.
Well, there you are. It's not that complicated.
Yes, it's…
Crazy. We needed the virus to meet.
The girl across the hall is missing. She should get her nose reamed, too.
North African. Seems a little fishy.
Racist besides.
No, I'm a Belgian immigrant.
What do you mean "besides"?
- Besides what? - Besides being invasive.
Could you park your big gas guzzler outside?
It's not even mine.
With the sticker "Made In Belgium and proud of it"? Not yours?
It's leased.
Works out better tax-wise.
Okay. Could you park your tax-wise better leased car outside
so the kids have room to play?
And I would like to suggest
a permaculture vegetable garden.
My car gets stolen but I get garlic and a soggy carrot? No, thanks.
Thanks a lot.
So long, little guy.
- Come, honey. - Not too close.
- Be careful. - All right.
Bad luck. Belgians are usually so nice.
We get the one jerk.
Hey, it's not all for you! Wait!
Pandemic, pandemic
You're no friend of mine
Pandemic…
Go away, far from here
Pandemic, pandemic
Let us live the life
"Cough-maker," Raoul.
Five letters.
COVID.
Pandemic, pandemic
Let us live our needs
That we used to have
Before we were locked in
Beat it! Go away! Get lost! Leave! Where?
Now, little Lili…
I have good news…
and bad news for you.
Pandemic, pandemic
Don't take my friends from me
Let us live, breathe
Exist, love
Pandemic, pandemic
Your time is near
You'd better be afraid
Oh yes, afraid!
Pandemic, pandemic
Afraid of these great doctors
Working countless hours
To give us back our happiness
Pandemic, pandemic
It will be over soon
Because let me tell you In the end, the winner is always…
Life!
Cut!
- Smoking! - Smoking.
The bomb.
So cute.
It all works.
But who's Pam Dimmick?
Pandemic. The pandemic.
Pandemic?
As in COVID?
You know, I was wondering, "Why isn't she friends with Pam Dimmick?"
- I'm so stupid. I'm sorry. - My love.
I think it's your pronunciation at the beginning, it threw me off.
- "Pam Dimmick…" "Pandemic." Articulate. - Okay.
I'm not a singer, but you get me.
You posting it on your Insta?
Not on yours?
Sure, but you have more followers than I do.
True, I do have more.
And the more views I get, the better my chances to be noticed.
Yes. But…
I'm a little uneasy with that, see, I'm an athletic coach.
So that might…
I think my followers wouldn't understand.
Understand what?
How can I explain this?
Honeybunch,
for these women I'm sort of their dream guy.
I train them every day.
I boost them, stimulate them. I'm that kind of guy.
I think posting a video like that
would be a betrayal for them.
A betrayal? They know you're with somebody.
In any case, I never told them.
I see, so it's a hook-up platform?
What? Do you hear yourself? It's marketing, Agathe.
And I hide during livestreams. What an idiot.
It's my job.
Then do your job somewhere else.
I'm sick of hiding for your flabby-ass groupies.
Got it?
What are the instructions?
"Underline the verb in red, the compound subject in blue,
rewrite each sentence, removing all the adjectives."
"Note: May not include compound subject."
Right. That's clear, isn't it?
What's a compound subject?
Basile, I've explained compound subjects already.
Pay attention.
What's a compound subject?
You have a compound, and a subject.
The individual and the collective.
I'm not making this up.
"Note: may not include compound subject…"
There. What does it mean?
You have one… and then others.
They form a whole.
What?
Singular, plural?
Right. Singular and plural. You're catching on.
Then why put compound subject for Kimamila? It's all alone.
Kill my what?
Kimamila!
I don't remember what that is.
Seriously, Basile, that was a long time ago.
I'm going to Milan's to study.
Right. Studying for finals with your boyfriend.
- Tell me another one. - I swear!
Dad. In your underwear?
I'm not in my underwear.
I'm doing my workout. Your brother asked for help with school.
So I'm helping him.
It's crazy. All of my stores are closed,
and I have no time to work out.
I'll be back late before dark.
No!
You're staying here. We're not allowed out, Victoire!
I'm allowed! I'm 16!
I'm not at risk. Stealing my teenage years!
- No. - I don't give a fuck, I'm gone.
Victoire, you can't go out! Help your brother now!
- Dream on! - What's a compound subject?
- What? - Dad doesn't know.
I understood it fine.
I just want to make sure I'm right.
You two are so messed up.
Help your brother or I'm going to mess you up.
Put that aside.
That's the subject.
Yeah, but…
the book says a compound, but then there's only one.
That's what he doesn't understand.
No, that's syntax.
You put "compound subject" for the subject,
and "compound verb" for the verb.
- That's exactly what I explained. - No it isn't, Dad.
Yes, it is. It's syntax.
You have to do part of the work yourself.
Dad, let me go. I beg you.
Victoire, go to your room
and meet your friend on Zoom, or whatever you want.
But you're staying here.
Beautiful, FML!
If Milan leaves me it's your fault!
That would be great.
Because I can't stand that guy.
He's a moron.
- Where were we? - What's FML, Dad?
"Fuck my life" I guess.
All right…
Try it yourself, I'm right behind you.
If you get in trouble, just ask me.
Hi, Basile. Haven't forgotten our Google Meet?
No, of course not.
- That your teacher? - Yes.
Hello, Mrs. Santos.
Hello, sir.
Hello, ma'am. Excuse me.
My kid is a little lost with this "Kill-my-miller" thing.
I understand the principle.
You hear me?
I hear you, and I can see you too.
It's a videoconference, so everyone can see you.
Well, then let me wish you all a good day at school.
Thank you, sir.
Let's start.
The compound…
Shower time.
Fine! Enjoy your shower, Mr. Boghassian.
I remind you that…
Children, please.
The compound subject…
Basile!
We must remember that it determines agreement
with the verbal compound…
Twenty-four!
- Seven times four - Twenty-eight
- Eight times four? - Thirty-two!
- Nine times four? - Thirty-six!
Twelve times four!
Fives table!
- One times five? - Five!
- Two times five? - Ten!
- Three times five? - Fifteen!
- Four times five? - Twenty!
- Five times five? - Twenty-five!
- Six times five? - Thirty!
- Seven times five? - Thirty-five!
- Eight times five? - Forty!
- Nine times five? - Forty-five!
- Ten times five? - Fifty!
Yes! All right!
And now, all our parishioners,
please rise for the six table.
- One times six? - Too depressing!
- Come on, two times six? - No, no, no.
- Three times six? - No, let's do something else.
Let's do something… like rap!
Rap? Okay.
- One times six! - Six!
- Two times six! - Twelve!
- Three times six - Eighteen
Look at your father. Like he's ready for a moonwalk.
You okay, Martin?
Everything okay?
- Dad! - Yoo-hoo, Martin!
Do you copy, Apollo 13?
Four times six?
Twenty-four!
- Five times six? - Thirty!
- Martin! - Dad!
Martin!
Thanks.
Death by COVID, without having caught it, is dumb!
It's okay.
Basile! Come on.
Damn…
Damn.
Well, well! Have a good vacation.
No, I'm walking the dog.
I'm walking my dog.
- Hey, Diego. - Yes?
Don't clean cars, clean the building.
Right, but…
From here, I can keep an eye on the new tenant.
So?
One minute.
Her name is Leila Eleli.
She got home at dawn.
Hiding under a hood and a mask.
Not a peep since.
She's going to contaminate the whole building.
Here.
If you can, take her temperature without her seeing.
I can try.
You should take the temperature of anyone who enters.
No one… in the building over 99.5.
All right.
99.5 is the limit!
Easy, easy!
Don't sniff all around!
Here.
That's good.
Calm down, sir.
- I can't see. Who are you? - Police! Off to the seaside?
- Walking my dog. - What?
- I'm walking my dog! - What dog?
He's… damn!
Damn, my dog. Basile?
Of course it's gone.
ID and exemption certificate, please.
Yes, here they are.
I didn't feel the leash slip because of my latex gloves.
- He must've gone home. - Who?
My dog, Basile.
I can't see your face. Take off the mask. Too much fog.
Taking it off is suicidal.
Fine, you get a ticket.
You're nuts!
Insulting an officer, a 7,500 euro fine.
Don't stress me out, it gets even foggier!
We're a meter away. You can safely remove it.
I can't take off my mask outside during a pandemic!
All right, all right. We're good.
There you are.
Sir, take off your mask please.
I can see you now.
So you must see me, too.
No, don't. No, I'll take it off.
But first…
Taser!
- Don't move! - Come on!
- A thermometer! - Quiet!
Remain calm. I don't want to hurt you.
Hey! Easy, Basile.
Poor dog.
Who put those on you?
There are 20,670 following live. Let's keep it up.
After our 2K run,
it's time for our leg burner. What's a leg burner comprised of?
Lateral squats!
Hot for that? I am. Let's do it!
Starting with the right leg. In position.
Sam!
And release.
- Sam! - Yes?
The hazards of live!
Are the test results ready?
Not yet! I'm on live now.
With your flabby asses!
We're out of fennel. I'm dying for some!
I'm on live!
I got that. Could you go buy some?
Sorry… The pregnant neighbor.
I'm helping her during the lockdown.
Only natural!
Be right with you!
Second leg, before we take on the fennel.
Five, six, seven…
There!
And hurry up! I can't go! Bad idea to knock up your neighbor!
I'm following your livestream!
Dumbass!
Asswipe!
Dickhead, fool…
That's it, girls.
You rocked, I'm proud of you.
That's my Fitgirls!
See you tomorrow! Kiss! Bye!
Eight thousand!
Fucking fennel!
- I can't go, I used my certificate! - What?
No, I'm going.
Hey, kid.
Lend me your dog?
I just burned my certificate. They let you slide with a dog.
He's not mine.
No big deal, I'll return him.
I can't.
My wife won't let me.
- Your wife? - Yeah, my wife.
You got one, too. You know what that is. Your wife.
My wife. Y-I-F-F-E, wife.
One "F."
Who cares?
But don't tell her. She doesn't know she's my wife yet.
Ma'am?
Ma'am what?
Hello, ma'am. Doing all right?
No. What do you want?
I'm lending my dog to folks with used certificates.
Interested? A thousand a minute.
- You said "lending"? - Yeah, but for money.
Just like your father.
Isn't that a little high?
- A thou a minute? - How about ten?
Better.
But no thanks.
Why do you need money?
Dad's money's not enough?
Whatever. Got to go make some dough.
Right. Get out of here and exploit other suckers!
A little advice.
Lower your rate.
If you want business.
- One euro is better. - Okay.
- Thanks, ma'am. - Louise!
"Ma'am"!
Clearly, Your Honor, Kevin didn't realize how serious it was.
Right, Kevin?
I was hanging on the bridge, skipping rocks on the Seine.
No!
Skipping a cobblestone?
- At the protest? - No!
Yeah, I swear. Look, you toss it,
like this, with spin.
And… the thing hit a policeman.
Your Honor, I couldn't believe it. Crazy accident.
Mr. Louison, do I understand you're amending your statement?
- Totally. - No!
Kevin…
I got stopped by two idiot cops.
- I'm pleading! - I didn't see the robe!
I'm sorry.
Your Honor, may I conference with my client briefly please?
How? We're on videoconference.
I understand.
- Where's Basile? - He didn't come home on his own?
What? On his own!
You abandoned him?
Attorney Becquart, are you there?
- Where's my dog? - Don't yell! Mom's working!
- Basile! - Excuse me.
Shit! I'm before a judge! Get away!
Hard enough with this guy babbling,
the judge who's a tightass!
Who's babbling?
Attorney Becquart, we hear you.
You cut the video, not the sound.
Oh, f… Sorry, your honor.
You almost said fuck!
Basile… Kevin!
- Louna, don't go out without a mask. - I'm sorry.
We have a small family conflict.
Come to jail, it's much calmer!
I request an adjournment so I can go and consult
with my client privately.
No, not in-person visits. Prisons are hotbeds of contamination.
Who's speaking?
This hearing is much too chaotic.
Adjourned until the 5th!
- Thank you. - No way! I'm not staying…
Your daughter went out without a mask.
You can't disrupt a hearing like that.
It's already complicated on video.
Sorry, but it looks like a loser. I would drop the case.
No, I won't. I fight for all my clients.
Five years saddled with penny-ante cases! It's demeaning.
Support me, don't pile on.
I do support you, my love.
But no way you can go on with prison visits.
Is that clear?
Okay, go ahead.
Hang on.
Hi.
Basile, my darling!
I was so afraid.
Basile, I love you…
I missed you.
I love you, too.
I was afraid you got lost.
He was with me, the other Basile.
Thanks for finding him for me.
No problem.
Let's go.
Oh, Louna. Wait.
I have something for you.
- Here. - What's that?
Money I made by lending your dog to people with no certificates.
Since it's your dog, it's your money.
Is that a joke?
No, it's a present.
You're horrible!
You rented my dog?
He might've been stolen!
But I was close by.
Yeah, sure!
I don't want your money. It's dirty.
Like your dad's car!
Well, buddy.
If she's your girlfriend, you better change your tune fast.
Bravo!
Cheers to the doctors!
Thank you very much!
Thank you. Thank you.
DOCTORS, FIREFIGHTERS, NURSES. BRAVO, THANK YOU
Doctor Gabriel!
- Doctor Gabriel! - The guinea pig is fine.
- It's not that. - I have no test results yet.
It's not about that. It's about my wife.
I can't get any information. I'm very worried.
No one answers me.
Please?
Thank you.
Paola Romano is my patient.
Doctor Gabriel.
From the Pasteur Institute.
Yes?
She's out of Intensive Care?
She's much better.
Great. Put me through to her floor?
Yes?
Which patient?
- Yusef. Mrs. Romano? - Romano?
- Romano. - Right, Paola.
They just brought her here to recovery.
Fine. Where is she?
She's right over there.
Mrs. Romano?
Your husband on the phone.
Hello?
My love!
I'm so glad to hear your voice.
How are you?
Oh, my Diego!
How's the work in the building going?
I'm sure you're lost without me.
Paola, my love…
You must tell me how you're feeling.
Listen,
your birds are waiting for you.
You're not?
I am, too, my love.
I am, too.
Doctor!
- Yes? - Gracias.
Oligoelements.
I'm worried the results aren't in yet.
He must be busy.
And all his employees are gone.
What's that now?
An oximeter. To measure blood oxygen levels.
Any lower than 95 percent, it's…
- What? - Fifty-two!
Shit, I got it. It's gone to my lungs.
Claire!
That's not the right finger.
There.
Oh, yeah.
Thanks.
- Your turn. - I'm fine, thanks.
I know I'm breathing.
Could you give it a rest with the freak-out stuff?
Good night.
Too much sexual tension between us.
Could go off the rails!
My love…
You're hot.
Yeah, very hot.
- You took my temperature? - You said you were hot.
Okay, I'm sorry! My love…
Let's not make love. Let's save energy, to fight the virus.
- Agreed? - Yeah, you're right.
- Thanks. - You're welcome.
There.
Drawings, flowers, a poem.
"Louna, I want a very snug hug."
"You're my lady bug. Give me a big warm kiss
hidden in my fist."
Beautiful! Women love that.
I can't show it to her.
What can happen?
Afraid you'll strike out? That's how you learn.
Since I can't sell it…
might as well drink it!
Alcohol kills slowly.
Good. We're in no hurry.
- Yeah, but… - Can't hurt. Alcohol is a disinfectant.
Oh, right, okay.
Damn, you're not so dumb!
- What does it smell like? - I don't know, pear?
Congratulations.
You discovered pear-scented hydro-alcoholic hand sanitizer,
by Raoul.
Wow.
Basile,
with the shortage of gel, we'll line our undies with gold.
- Oh, no! - Oh, yes!
Solid gold!
The subject, a female guinea pig,
has just received the second vaccine dose.
All is well, promising…
Lili!
Lili! Come back!
Come back! Come on!
One, two, three, four…
Come on, Lili!
Professor?
Yes! Coming!
Coming!
- Yes. - Yes.
Yes.
- Any test results? - No. Be patient.
- Goodbye. - Something else!
Did you consider publishing with us?
My editor loves the concept.
- I'm in. - Really? Great!
- When? - I have to correct it, retype it.
Then I'll send it.
Watch your fingers.
- Got my email? - I have everything I need!
Goodbye.
Holy shit!
Lili!
Where the heck is he?
Doctor?
What now?
When I get the test results, I'll let you know.
We're not here about that. We need plastic containers
that look "medical." Got any?
Yes! I have a couple of boxes of test vials.
Here, look. All for you. I no longer need them.
There you go, goodbye! Thank you and goodbye!
Close the door.
Come on.
The door! I said close the door!
Lili…
- Looking for results, Mr. Scientist? - Why are you hiding in your car?
I'm enjoying my success.
Cooped up in a parked car? That's your idea of success?
You're a fine one to talk.
Fallen from Pasteur to a back-alley lab.
I left Pasteur
because the progress was too slow.
Research calls for big ideas. Some didn't like that.
I give it all to my research. While you go vroom vroom,
or sell vape kits,
I'm dedicated to a great global mission.
Population control.
Excuse me?
The virus came out of a lab, right?
Bill Gates,
the deep state, vaccination…
All to keep the population down.
Don't play us for fools, Mr. Scientist.
We're not complete idiots.
You're well-informed.
Yes, we are.
- That's exactly right. - I know.
By the way, did you feel it during the test?
What?
I inserted a miniature Windows chip.
That's what the nasal swab is for.
If you find my guinea pig, bring it to the lab. It's very contagious.
Well anyway, I can always find you now.
This nonsense…
I know he left Pasteur.
He's a maverick.
This guy's a genius.
Yeah…
He's correcting the study, then he'll send it to me.
Of course.
But don't double-cross me here, Yannis.
I'll be on staff full-time, right?
With a contract!
Okay.
Hang on.
I'll call you back.
Where are you going?
I'm taking the trash down, then the shopping.
Leave it, I'll go.
No. Why you?
Outside, I'm more prudent.
You shop, I'll take the trash.
- I'll drop it off on the way. - No!
Why always you?
I mean stop infantilizing me. Let me play my role
in this family. That's all.
Your role in the family? The trash?
Yes.
Okay.
Thank you.
Claire?
- Yes? - Come here a second.
What?
Open the bag.
Open the trash bag.
Look. You forgot this.
Oh, look… And this.
Yes?
- Do you disinfect your carts? - I don't understand.
Forget it.
How much do I have?
98.2. You're fine.
Asshole.
MAXIMUM 2 PER ITEM
Could you start the conveyor please?
What?
Start the conveyor belt!
Nothing on it.
Just do it, damn it!
Let me see your hands.
Are you crazy? My hands are clean!
But sorry, no more than two per item.
Why?
Restrictions. To avoid stock shortages.
Be nice.
No, you be nice.
Think about other people.
Card or cash?
I'm guessing card.
For safety measures, we're asking that you respect social distancing, thank you.
Stop!
That's good. Thank you.
Boghassian.
- Hi, Diego. - Hi.
Hey, you mind?
Did my husband give you that thermometer?
Yes. 98.6.
- You're good. - Unbelievable.
Don't feel you have to obey him.
- Seen him? - Just got in from the pool.
Shit.
Martin?
Open up. The chain lock is on.
Stand back. Where were you?
I took a great walk. They opened the parks. Look!
Did Kevin give you those?
What do you mean? Kevin who?
Kevin who?
I had to see my client.
I swear, I was really careful.
I had gloves, mask, visor, all of it!
I can't let you in. You're a contact case!
Not at all. I am not. Open up.
No!
Martin…
Martin, that's not you talking.
That's your stress, you know it.
So take a deep breath, and pull it together.
- Thank you. - Here!
I hope this helps you to think. Good night!
Martin, open this door!
Louna!
Open up!
Thank you!
Louna, open up.
- Come here. - Thank you!
Bravo! Great!
Great! Really, fantastic!
- Bravo! - Bravo to you.
Very classy! Bravo…
Bravo!
Good night!
Pandemic, pandemic
You better be afraid, yeah
Of the great medical minds
Who are working overtime!
Big kiss and bravo to all of you!
Shit! Holy shit!
Is it the baby?
Kendji Girac reposted "Pandemic, Pandemic"!
Kendji Girac, babe!
It's not a fake account?
With 1.7 million followers, I'm guessing not!
Holy shit!
I'm having a huge contraction.
Breathe, breathe.
It's not your time yet.
- There. - It's all right.
It's the emotion.
Look at my follower numbers climb.
- It's totally crazy. - Yes, it's…
I'm good enough for Kendji Girac's followers.
Bravo!
Martin, open up.
It's my apartment, too, damn it!
Martin!
My bedroom window is stuck.
Your only window?
- Well, I… - Hey, go ahead.
It's not like it's your home. Scatter it all around.
Fucking renters.
Well?
- 276 euros. - Good.
Very good. Even better!
So you won't go under.
I like to draw here.
And I like you.
If it becomes a smoke shop,
I'd have to stop coming.
What? Why would I have a smoke shop?
Don't tell him,
but if you go under my dad will buy you out
and sell e-cigarettes here.
Or if you die of COVID.
He doesn't know which. It's wait and see.
That bastard!
- The bar is closed! - Hi.
I heard you're selling hand sanitizer.
Pear-scented. Could that be right?
It's open, come on in.
Hello. How much is it?
10 euros each, 2 for 17.
I'll take four.
34 euros.
Oh, no. Cash only.
What?
I feel like I have COVID.
No, it's just tasteless.
- Yeah? - Yeah, it's me.
Tony, I can't talk now.
- When will you be home? - I don't know.
You're at your mother's?
Listen, I got to go.
At her mother's.
I don't know.
Get your brother at the old lady's. We're leaving.
What?
She's not coming home, let's face it.
She called me "Tony." That is never a good sign.
Come on, let's go get the car.
Don't tell your mother! Got it? We're surprising her.
Let's go. We're out of here.
Oh, dear. Where did I put my keys?
Basile!
- What now? I'm busy. - Come on.
- What? - We're leaving.
- Where? - To the south. With Mom.
- What? - Hurry up! Damn, Basile!
Basile!
Not again.
I'm locked out, alone!
My husband has the keys.
I don't know what's keeping him. He should be home soon.
- And you? Leaving? - No, I…
I'm putting things away. Amazing how much crap you buy.
Yeah. Especially you.
Looks like your husband's back.
I'm saved.
Enjoy your dinner.
Thanks.
Basile!
Basile, get out here or I'll drag you out!
Dad… I don't want to go, really. Dad, I can't! I can't go! I can't!
Come on, that's enough!
- Dad! I have to see Louna! - Basile, don't get me angry!
And you stink of booze!
Why do we have to go now?
Stop giving alcohol to my kid. He's not even nine!
I didn't! He's helping me to sell hand sanitizer.
Business pivot! Your kid's really got it. It's a hit.
Won't get your hands on my bar!
What did you tell that lady anyway?
Shit. Don't look at them.
Just act completely natural.
What the hell?
- Let's go. - Unbelievable.
- Stop! Pull over. - Stop the vehicle, please!
What is he doing? Sir!
Move.
- Excuse me, sir! - What's this idiot doing?
Sir, stop the car right now.
Cut the engine.
- Step out of the vehicle. - Me?
Yes, sir.
What is this nonsense? What are you doing?
Driving around my courtyard. I'm allowed, sorry.
I know we're not allowed outside, but…
I don't see why I shouldn't ride around inside.
For starters… Secondly, it's a car I just purchased.
I have a right to enjoy it.
Why are you enjoying it with two kids along?
When I came outside, they were playing.
So, not to run them over, I said come on.
Because this is no time to take them to the emergency room.
Right, kids? I said, "Get in."
That's why.
We got a call about someone at this address
who isn't observing lockdown.
- That was me who called. - Excuse me, sir?
I'm the one who called.
Because, actually, there is a woman who lives here who ignores the rules.
She's one flight up, left-hand side.
As soon as it's night time, she's outside messing around…
with shady stuff, in my opinion.
All right, we'll check her out.
- That would be great. - Do me a favor, quit the monkey business.
I'll just do a couple more forward and backward moves
then I'll go up. Honestly, I'm wiped.
I understand.
- Good night, sir. - And thank you.
- Good night. - For all you do.
Totally snowed them.
Here we go.
- Good evening, ma'am. - Hello.
We've been told someone on this floor isn't…
That's right. Here, yes. He kicked me out of my own apartment.
Martin? Open up.
The police is here.
Officer. Officers.
- Good evening. - Good evening.
- Someone's breaking lockdown. - That's right. Her.
- Yes. - Nonsense.
Not at all. I called for next door.
But she goes into clusters and brings the virus home.
Turning me in?
This is nuts. Officer, I have proper authorization.
As an attorney, I visit my clients in custody.
- Why go at night? - I don't go at night!
- You have a blanket and a pillow. - That's him.
You go to prison at night?
- She's the lawyer. - But I go in daytime.
- You're his lawyer? - No, he's my husband.
So you called to turn your wife in?
- No, the neighbor. - The neighbor?
You're his neighbor and he kicked you out of your apartment?
No, I'm his wife, an attorney, and I live there.
She's my wife, she lives here.
The neighbor lives there, but it's not her place.
The woman across from you doesn't live there?
No… Yeah, well she's a squatter.
She goes out at night, so I called.
- Turning the neighbor in. - Yes, I turned her in.
No, she left already.
- She left her not-her-place? - Yes, it's night time.
Yeah.
- It's night time? - Yes.
All right.
We'll come back.
- Let your wife inside, if she's your wife. - Of course.
- Good night. - Good night.
- Thanks. - Thank you very much.
So long.
- Mom, you're not sick anymore? - No, honey.
Don't touch her, she's dangerous!
Here, take that.
Yeah, there you go.
The 4WD is gone.
Building full of loonies.
- The lockdown. Gets under everyone's skin. - Got that right.
Yes?
- Diego, how are you? - Fine.
- So you smoke now? - Yes.
I read on the net, nicotine protects against coronavirus.
- Absolutely not. Total bullshit. - Yeah?
The best remedy…
is the vaccine I'm working on, Diego.
And now, I need to confirm my very, very good results with Lili.
No, no! No way!
Not my Paola's birds. Not a chance!
- Think of your wife. - I am!
This is Plume. My wife's favorite.
Like me, she's very sad without Paola.
No.
Okay, little schmuck. Your turn.
Nice and easy.
It's late. We'll do it tomorrow.
Hello. Wow.
This is a livestream… unplugged.
Unplugged.
You're in my shot.
- What? - Move out of the way.
- Please. - Oh, yeah.
Very nice.
Thanks. Good, stay there.
Hi music lovers and music "lovettes."
This song is for you, and for those who are fighting.
Pandemic, pandemic
You're not my friend
Hi there, Doc!
What now, Louise?
- What happened to you? - Nothing. I cut myself shaving.
- More cut than shaved! - What do you want?
I used one of your containers for my monthly urinalysis.
- Should I leave it? - I'm too busy.
- Yet it's so slow. The vaccine, the rest. - Yeah.
- The test results! - Yes, I'm researching.
Science postulates, looks for answers.
Stop looking and start finding. My postulate is re-opening!
Have you dialed it back on drinking?
No, I tossed them back!
This guy's a genius. He'll find the vaccine.
I'll floor them at the magazine.
- I'll give you a hand. - Thank you, Diego.
Now then!
The impatiens, here.
And the vegetables, there.
No, they won't get enough sun. Put the vegetables on this side.
Mom, can we make a shack with the boxes?
- Sure. - Yeah.
Come along.
Louise, it would be great if we could all sit out here.
Could we borrow your tables and chairs? With this weather…
No. It's closed. It's illegal.
Yeah, go ahead!
Fixing up the courtyard?
- Good idea. - Give us a hand maybe?
- Great! - Yeah.
We need to hang it. There's that parasol.
Here, can you put it in there?
Go ahead, Diego.
Nice!
Nice, right?
Louise…
How gorgeous.
- You did all that? - Yes.
We were thinking… cocktails?
What a good idea.
Wouldn't you say that sort of curtails our liberty?
Do you feel they're making too much of it?
You're too close! Claire! Louna! Four feet!
- He seems a bit stressed out. - A tiny bit.
- Dad, look! Hand sanitizer. - What? What lab makes that?
Hand-crafted! From Raoul Laboratories!
Guaranteed over 99 percent alcohol, pear-scented.
Here, look.
Dual-function. Hand sanitizer. If you can't smell pear you have COVID.
That's ingenious. I'll pitch it to the magazine.
Come partake, instead of staying cooped up alone.
I have to come down anyway, to see Dr. Gabriel.
- Oh, the results are in? - No, it's about something else.
- How about a barbecue? - Now?
Excuse me, that's my boss.
Come, I have something I want to show you.
Hi, Mr. Uzan.
Right. Gilbert. I'll get used to it.
I'm fine. And you?
No. Well… The lockdown made things a bit complicated.
Not easy right now.
But don't worry, I brought home to the judge
that dear Kevin deserved a second chance…
He asked for a new attorney?
That little prick.
Damn, for six months I've been fighting
for that stupid asshole, who's clueless, who keeps changing his story.
Yes! He is stupid.
To hit a cop with a cobblestone and say he's skipping pebbles,
you must be very stupid.
He's your nephew?
I didn't know that.
Now that you mention it, he does sort of look like you.
Is he your nephew by your brother, or by your wife Gilbert?
Mr. Uzan, yes. Sorry.
Hello?
Yes, okay.
Yes. All right, we'll talk about it again tomorrow.
Bye-bye!
- Everything okay? - Yeah. Work, you know.
That's good.
Make yourself heard. I agree.
See, that's you. He drew it all just for you.
- Basile? - The Belgian kid, not your dog.
His father is no help.
But a little guy like that, so sensitive…
That's pretty rare, cutie-pie.
Stop! Don't do that, don't purr.
Can I come in?
You're already in.
Your study is brilliant. Our staff is very impressed.
They want you on the cover and the special issue.
When do we do it?
Whenever you like. Tomorrow? The next day?
That's a little rushed.
We'll adapt to your scientist's schedule. Naturally.
Shit. I can't smell the pear. Is it COVID?
No. It's piss. That's Louise's urine.
- Why didn't you tell me? - You didn't ask.
What's all that activity in the courtyard?
Oh, yeah, I know. It's an impromptu cocktail cluster.
I do not approve.
But what can you say? People are sick of being inside.
- Want to come have a drink? - No.
Although…
It might clear my head.
Hey, Fitgirls. This is the pregnant neighbor.
Tonight's SamFit session
is the special, "Fat Straight to the Ass and Love Handles"!
So hang on tight to your potato chips and your sausage!
What are you doing, babe?
Nothing. Just chatting with my 180,000 followers.
One-hundred and eighty-thousand?
That's right.
Here we go.
- Did Lili scratch you up? - Yes, when I was changing her cage.
I need to bring Lili back to the Dubreuil's.
Yes, let's do that.
Basile!
Basile…
Here boy!
Pandemic
Well, Diego?
- You seem a little tense. - No.
No?
And stop with that shit. It's old booze.
- It's not gel! - It's much better.
Try it, take the edge off.
- No, thanks. - Drink!
It's good but it's strong.
- Claire! - It's good.
You should be afraid
Afraid, yeah
She has a pretty voice.
- I like it. - Yeah, so-so.
You don't like it?
- Always the same song. - Yeah, well…
You're a pain in the ass, too! Stop!
Might as well skip some steps.
HUMAN
The Belgian wolf is back.
- This is trouble! - Back up.
- Hi. - Big dumb-ass!
- Come here. - What?
What's up with your mother?
She can't stand the lockdown. Or my father.
Like my mom. My dad says it's a burnout.
Get going!
I'm warning you, Boghassian. I'll sue your ass!
You annoy the whole building. And I'm a bulldog of a lawyer!
I will no longer shut up! Go on, get out of here!
With that 4x4! Move it out!
Mr. Owner, who respects nothing and no one!
- Claire, stop. - Go!
I will not shut up!
Claire's in a bad way right now.
You can stop now…
I'll park outside.
Park outside, Jacques Brel!
How the mighty have fallen.
"Belgian, and proud of it!"
No one ever made such pretty poems and drawings for me.
- You really like them? - I love them.
Sorry. That's so unlike her.
Don't apologize. It is what it is.
I've never seen her like that.
Sorry, I went a little too far.
But I expected you to fight back.
Some days you just can't cope.
No, thanks. Doesn't look like it's helped you much.
But you're right.
I'm just a big dumb-ass.
I drove over 600 miles to bring back my wife.
And, in the end, my daughter stayed behind with her.
I've lost both of them.
I don't know how to speak plainly.
I always have to bark, to dominate.
Being too nice is no good either.
I get swallowed up by everybody.
My husband makes me sleep on the doorstep,
my client tosses me like garbage, my boss hangs up on me.
Nobody respects me.
It might not seem so, but I respect you.
Really nice, what you did here. And so quickly!
It's the same place, and yet…
You're very talented. Very. That's the only word for it.
Feels odd when you're nice.
Feels good.
But it's odd.
- And COVID? - It's all bullshit anyway.
That's beautiful.
An impatiens.
Look who it is.
- Hello. - Good evening.
Don't bother! Never says hello!
- She's squatting at Sandrine's. - Yeah? Who's Sandrine?
- The cops! - It's about time.
She doesn't have a certificate.
What is she doing?
Who's the scumbag who turned me in?
Sort of all of them. At different times.
Well goddamn. Proud of yourselves?
Drop a dime on the North African who doesn't party with us during lockdown?
You're pathetic!
Easy. You messed around.
I messed around? Asshole! I'm an ER physician at St. Thomas!
- St. Thomas! - I have no personal life!
I isolate to protect my parents, and my kids who I can't see.
I avoid contact for your protection.
Five of my coworkers caught it, two in the ICU.
Now, if you don't mind, I'm going back to work.
Please wait!
- I think my wife is with you. - Clean up this mess.
No time for a barbecue. This is a lockdown, shame on you.
- Yeah, sorry. - Thank you.
Well…
Let's go to bed. I…
Louna, you can't sleep in that shack!
Come on, hurry up!
- Good night. - Good night.
Can we stay out a while, please?
No, it's late.
- What are you doing? - Cleaning up a little.
I'll give you a hand.
No! Glass is in that one.
- This is paper, and this is food waste. - And plastic?
With the paper.
One is polluting, the other biodegradable.
Certain plastics can actually be recycled, providing they're clean.
Okay.
No, no! Claire, no!
Oh, shit.
Anything but that. Not in the garbage.
No! This is a big mistake.
Excuse me. I'm sorry.
What's that? Something's wrong.
Following the injection of Gabriel vaccine on human subject…
side effects observed.
Sudden muscle spasms,
caused by a reaction to actin and myosin filament toxins,
period.
I must find…
other specimens to attempt…
adjusted dosages.
All right! Listen, everybody!
This is Professor Gabriel speaking!
- Don't panic! - What's this guy going to tell us now?
Maintain a safe distance from one another, and come downstairs.
I have your PCR results.
There are two positive cases in the building.
Nice. Surely you and that jerk.
- Back up, please. - Come on, Martin.
Something wrong, Mr. Gabriel?
I'm just fine.
So? Which two have it?
All right. Martin Becquart.
What? No way!
- How could I? - It can't be.
And the second winner?
- Diego Romano. - Oh, right.
No more contact with the others, please.
- I'll need to re-test everyone. - No.
You come with me.
I'm going to isolate you together.
Relax, I'll take good care of them.
- Don't die, Dad. - Don't worry, most patients get better.
There's a problem. Must be a false positive.
Stop. The prison, the trash. You played with fire, now I pay.
- Thanks. - Let's go.
Don't waste time. Let's go, guys.
Hang on tight.
- I'll write you a song. - That will really help them.
I got some hydroxychloroquine.
- Hey, stop! - Martin!
Becquart! Boghassian!
He spit his COVID in my face!
Tony. Come here.
There you go, on your face.
- That stings. - You all right, Dad?
I'm fine.
Reduce the dosage… that's all.
- Everything all right? - Yes, just fine!
- What's that shot, exactly? - It's my vaccine.
Vaccine? We have COVID already.
No, I meant my… my antibody antivirus.
Disinfection.
Your turn.
Don't you trust me anymore?
Okay.
Hope is reborn, as I was saying, but the fight isn't over.
In the east, and in the Paris region, our hospitals are overflowing.
All over continental France and our overseas regions,
the system is strained.
And still the epidemic is not under control.
So we must pursue our efforts and continue to apply the rules.
Diego, we better get to bed early.
- You're okay. - I'm glad I caught it.
Because maybe I'll be with my Paola in the hospital.
Don't think like that, Diego.
- I'm sure she'll be fine. - It's been a month.
Yeah.
I miss her.
I can't tell her I have COVID. I don't want her to worry.
That's wise, Diego.
Hi, Dad. Did you sleep well?
You all right?
You miss Mom.
I acted like an idiot.
You should make drawings, or love notes.
Women love that. That way you'll make up with her.
Daddy…
Mr. Gabriel?
One second!
- You okay? - Yes, I'm trying to… to relax.
All right.
Tell me, how is my husband?
Fine. He's very receptive to the antibodies.
Okay…
Can I help in any way?
That's sweet, but you can't treat a real disease with essential oils.
- What are you doing? - Dancing.
I'm dancing.
- Without music? - Stretching my legs.
I don't get it. My husband had no symptoms.
- Sure of your diagnosis? - Are you questioning my work?
And what's that?
Stop snooping!
Let me work.
- You like it? - Yeah, I love it!
Beautiful pine tree.
- Not a pine. It's a palm tree. - Sorry.
I can't even draw a tree, I've been cooped up so long.
Come on.
Okay, let's go!
No, Basile! Wait for us!
- Run! - Look, I'm faster than you!
Basile, wait!
Basile. Wait.
That's it, let's go!
- I forgot how good it smells. - Yeah.
Come on!
Well?
It's so beautiful!
Louna! You okay?
- It hurts! - It'll be all right.
I'm scared! I don't want to go to the hospital!
- I don't want to die of COVID! - Don't worry.
It hurts!
Louise! Please! Louna is bleeding.
- Oh, my! - She fell.
- I'll call an ambulance. - No!
No hospitals! Call my mother.
She's out, and your dad's isolating. Let me see.
That's deep. You need stitches.
Shouldn't we disinfect it first?
Yes. With pear.
Don't worry. I better get the doctor.
No! She's sleeping, don't wake her!
Ma'am!
- What is it? - Quick!
I know you're mad, but you must come.
The love of my life is bleeding out from her chin! Please!
- Hurt less? - No!
Drink some more.
Put that down.
Step away. It's all right. Let me see.
- Easy. - What's going on?
- Mom. Nothing. - Louna!
- What is it, darling? - Just a little blood.
Lie down here. Elevate your legs.
- Mom, you all right? - Fine, darling.
She'll be fine, relax.
- What's your name? - Louna.
- Louna… - Could you wear a mask?
- You're surrounded by sick people at work. - Not only at work, unfortunately.
- Yeah. - Come on.
There.
- In a week, we'll take it out. - Thank you, ma'am.
You should thank Basile.
I have to get to the hospital.
I know we were all out of line, but we do apologize.
I did this for your daughter, not for you.
Thanks, for her.
Martin, it's me.
I wanted to tell you your daughter cut her chin, but…
it's all right.
Claire!
My love.
I'm sorry, Martin.
I screwed up, so bad. It was so idiotic.
It's my fault.
I didn't think of you enough.
Forgive me.
I'm tired.
I want things to be like before.
Me too, my love. I dream of that.
Something wrong?
- What is it? - It's just the effect of the treatment.
It's weird. You have symptoms since you've started treatment.
He's a great scientist. We have to trust him.
I love you.
Have a good rest.
Side effects… observed.
Sudden… muscle spasms
following the injection of Gabriel vaccine on human subject…
caused by a reaction to actin and myosin filament toxins,
period.
I must…
In order to reduce muscle spasms, I'm taking a cocktail of Repramil…
and di… Diltiazem.
- Period. - You didn't give them antibodies.
You vaccinated them.
That's nonsense. You're a neophyte.
You thief!
- Give me that. - You're using them as guinea pigs!
- What was in those shots? - There's no danger!
I can prove it. I took it, too.
And it works.
Where are the authorizations for your clinical trials?
I've never liked paperwork.
We must go fast. The virus has a head start!
- You're mad. - Who are you calling?
Who are you calling?
You're making one of history's biggest mistakes!
Enough! Let me go!
I'm Professor Gabriel, one of the world's leading scientists!
Wait… Louise?
- My cat! - Don't worry, I got it.
I won't stand for this! This is shameful!
I'm ashamed for you.
Lili!
It's Lili, the guinea pig. We must catch Lili!
This proves it works! Lili!
Lili!
I discovered the vaccine. I found it!
Basile?
Could you come help me, please?
Basile, I need you.
Basile! Tell me if this thing is straight.
I think it leans to the right.
Daddy!
- Where's my moron brother? - He's in his room.
Oh, my love!
I missed you.
- I feel like I'm 25 when you say that. - You're more beautiful now.
Stop.
- Mom, you're back! - Oh, my love!
Of course I'm back, my love! What did you think?
Mom! You can't call me that now.
For Louna, it's not cool.
Oh, I see. Hello, Louna.
Louna, his girlfriend.
- The woman of my dreams. - Right, sorry.
- The woman of his dreams. - Is that so?
- Sam! - What?
- The baby is coming! - Okay. The maternity bag.
Not without you! I don't want to be alone!
You're not alone! I'm here. No more bullshit.
I'm yours, and you're my wife.
Y-I-F-E. Wife!
- Darling, I love you! - I love you, too!
Here he comes. Okay.
THANK YOU
PAOLA
WE WILL
NEVER FORGET
YOU
WE
WILL TAKE
GOOD
CARE
OF
DIEGO
We're born, we live, we die.
My father says it's a dog's life.
He's right. That's why my name is Basile.
And I say life is still beautiful.
The only thing better would be if we were all born the same day.
And then we'd all die the same day.
And no one would ever be sad again.
FOR ALL THOSE WHO HAVE SUFFERED
TO A SOLIDARITY HUMANITY
HUMANITY BAR
THANK YOU TO SARAH AND RAPHAËL. INSPIRATION
AND THANK YOU TO SARAH FOR THE LOVELY CLOSING SENTENCE