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Good morning, Marielle.
This is our home for the summer.
I grew up in this place.
It's beautiful here.
Let's start clearing Nana's
boxes to make space for the family.
Tomorrow you will meet everyone.
- You're awake too?
A little.
Hey, Marielle? - Hm?
- Happy birthday.
Thank you, nounette.
- Marielle's up.
Why don't you go say hello?
This is nice.
- Hello there.
- So, you're going to cook for us tonight?
We finally get to see it for ourselves.
- Don't make such a big deal of it.
- This is our first family meal together in years.
I'm sorry if this is not particularly important to you.
- I mean, there's been plenty of times when-
- Roland, what is Marielle allergic to?
Exactly.
It's our first time all together
since I took her to France with me.
Marielle never had a father figure in her life.
She needs to spend some time with you.
It's so nice to see you sisters together again.
Ada is growing so fast.
I am not getting involved, but
if you're ready to start,
I could find you a contractor.
- Really? You don't
want to sign off on this first?
- No, darling.
I just want you to be in good hands.
- So, what are you gonna try first?
My bean cassoulet or my risotto?
I don't mind.
- Whatever you want.
- Okay, I'm ready.
Roland?
Hello?
Oh, hi, Hugo.
Good.
Do you want to speak to her?
Guess who's looking for you?
- Who?
- Say hello.
- Hello.
Hi, daddy.
- Thanks for waiting for me.
- Ask me before giving the phone to her.
- Her father wanted to speak with her.
- When our dad wanted
to do that sometimes you wouldn't let him.
- It's not the same thing.
- It is.
I have my reasons.
- You have both become so beautiful.
I regret missing the years,
but I intend to make that up to you now,
to be with my girls.
Marielle, welcome to England.
Welcome home.
Adrienne, you'e gonna renovate your childhood home.
I mean, what a gift that is.
- This was my childhood home, Roland.
This was my mother's
house, let's not forget that.
- Oh, annoying, nagging Nadine who I love.
- Roland, just pass me the salad please.
- So lucky we are to spend the summer together.
The besest way to start my retiraaament!
And to start it with Marielle's 16th birthday
is even more special.
My little laves...
the house is welcoming us to reconnect!
I'm tired.
She's 18.
How do you think that makes her feel?
Ada, let me help you.
- For you. - For me?
- For your birthday.
Thank you, nounette.
- Thank you for your speech tonight.
I'm proud of you.
- Wait, let me finish my page.
- Sorry to have interrupted your reading.
It took my mother dying for you to come back?
- You left me, Nadine.
You drove away.
What for? To bring up our
daughter on your own? Away
from her father, away from her sister?
- I drove away,
but you could still have been their dad.
- I'm sorry.
I know how tough things have been for you.
- Look,
we were both unhappy.
I wasn't naive anymore.
- But that doesn't matter.
We are here now.
Are you upset
because I try to get closer to her?
- No.
- Then what is it?
You miss the theater?
- A bit.
- Ah.
You don't think I find you sexy anymore.
- Stop it.
Those new panties eh?
- Stop talking.
I just want us to be better parents this time around.
And for you to know how old your daughter is.
Well, she just seems a lot younger.
Son of a bitch!
- You know what?
I changed my mind flowers.
Flowers are important.
My mother filled this house with all sorts of...
- We already agreed on the decking area.
We can't keep doing this.
I won't be able to work with you if every five minutes...
- Adrienne, listen to me.
This BnB was her dream.
I need to honor that now.
She loved her flowers.
Don't you remember?
- I do, yes.
I also remember how you used
to scream at Nana Lottie sometimes,
not getting rid of anything,
piling up too much stuff, for living in the past.
Don't be like her, maman.
- Fine.
But that's not true.
I never raised my voice.
You must've just interpreted it that way.
- You have to trust me, all right?
I'm doing this for you.
- Ah, it's Ada.
Ada.
Yes.
What do you want to do?
- Find Marielle.
Did you find her?
Do you want an ice pop?
Why don't you give it to Ada?
- I can't.
I'm working right now.
- Adrienne, I'm not her mother.
- No one seems to
know what it is to work anymore.
- Don't be like this.
- We're all here to be together, all right?
Where is Marielle?
- You didn't find her?
Where is she?
Roland, come with me.
We have to go now.
Everyone when they're too young wants to run away.
- Should I drive?
I'm sorry.
- Let me go alone.
She's not used to you yet.
I thought all of us coming here together
would make her warm to this place, but I'm worried, Roland.
I'm worried.
Where did I go wrong?
- Crustaceans!
- What?
- Well, that's what she's allergic to, right?
- Roland, I have a feeling she ventured to the water.
- You always have a good feelings.
Marielle!
My little girl!
What's happened?
I wanted to swim, but then I got lost and-
- Well of course you
got lost. You don't remember this place.
Be careful!
- Here, keep it.
Thank you.
Thank you for rescuing her.
- No trouble.
- Well, it was nice to meet you.
Thank you.
We should go now,
otherwise my husband will think I've abandoned him.
- Have you?
- What?
- Abandoned him, so to speak.
I don't know why my relationship
should interest a stranger.
- You almost ran into me earlier on the road.
- Earlier on the road?
- See?
I wouldn't call us strangers.
- She's only just 18.
We're going home.
- He didn't mean it, you know.
Your dad.
You were so excited to come here as a child.
Nana Lottie loved you very much.
Please, Marielle, I need you to give this a chance.
You can't just leave me like this.
You can't.
I'm not used to it. I can't sleep with her boxes piled in my room.
I'm not mad at papa, but it's weird.
We're kind of like strangers.
- He reads a lot, like you.
You have more in common than you think.
I took a wrong turn.
I don't recognize this road.
It's easy to get lost here.
Just be careful, all right?
I never really knew my father because of the car accident.
Your head is always in the clouds...
Mum I know.
Do you like him?
Well yeah, he's my dad...
- That's not who I meant.
It's okay, Marielle.
You're allowed to want to like somebody.
- Vases.
- Ah, perfect.
Okay.
This one, this one.
Yeah, perfect.
- But we're packing up these boxes for the BnB, no?
Why are you opening them?
- Because they're
beautiful pieces. We could use these, mum.
- Don't you think Nana Lottie would like it?
- It's just, it's not ready. We haven't
even started the building work.
- Smile!
- Put that away, Roland.
You can't just do whatever you want.
Mum it's no big deal.
- Just leave it, okay?
And plus it was daddy who-
- Oh, of course it was daddy.
This is what my
mum and sister look like
together. It's strange to
think that mum had a whole other
life before me, raising
Adrienne with dad. Is this what
they would do?
Play house? Make arts and crafts?
Before Adrienne left and mum and dad were fighting,
before I was born,
sometimes I imagine Adrienne's childhood
as if it were my own.
“I drift toward waves” “With fog in my eyes A boat arises”
Sorry, Nick,
but this won't work out anymore.
Thank you so much for your help so far.
- After everything I've done for you?
I came here and I saved this place.
I made it beautiful.
Lucy, I don't know where else to go.
Please.
- I'm sorry.
Nick, don't take it badly.
We can be friends.
- Don't touch me.
Don't look at me like I'm some sad, worthless
"son of a bitch"!
You know what?
I'm the one who feels bad for you,
to be stuck in a place like this.
Where you goin' with your life?
It's a dead end road here.
A fucking dead end road!
You ok?
- No one ever really cares, kid.
You try and make an effort,
and then everything disappears.
Fuck!
- Hey.
It's okay.
So... "son on a bitch"...
Remember that phrase?
- What can I say?
It stuck in my head.
- We're changing our house.
You want to help?
- Oh, no, no, no.
Got some plans...
- You may like it.
- Your English isn't bad, you know.
- Where should I put this?
- Up there I suppose.
- Over the mirror?
- What is that?
- I had it made.
You know what?
Nevermind.
God forbid you should become a little
romantic once in a while.
- All right...
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Come on, come give me a cuddle.
Come on.
- I decided to try it again once and for all.
There's plenty of roles for older women,
and I'm sure I...
and I'll play for Arsenal.
How does that sound?
- I'm serious.
- Yeah, pull the other one.
This is the last audition I'll try.
Please don't ruin it for me.
- Don't be like that.
- Marielle, no.
We've had enough of the swimming, all right?
Come, run some errands with me.
Marielle, I'm sorry, but I'm your mother
and that shirt is really disgusting.
Whatever.
It looks really ugly on you.
It's as if you do it on purpose.
- I am just listening to this sexy '80s superstar.
- Stop it, Roland!
- Mummy?
I want to go on a bike ride.
I'm bored.
Not right now.
But daddy says...
- Look, your bike is broken.
When I've got time, I'll fix it
and then we'll go, okay?
Okay.
Where is this song from?
- When I first met your father,
he helped me to make an album.
Oh right, that's really nice. Do you miss it?
Sometimes.
But the spotlight was a mere moment in a lifetime
of standing right next to it, in the dark.
- Ada?
Are you in here, sweetie?
Where'd she go?
Ada?
Ada!
Where are you?
Ada?
It's not funny anymore.
Ada, where are you sweetie?
- Hello little girl.
Is your mummy home?
Come.
- Who are you and what are you doing with my child?
- I hear you're in need of some fixing up.
- Thanks for bringing her back.
Did anyone
tell you how strikingly beautiful you are?
- You look beautiful, darling.
Stop fidgeting.
Go get changed. Go inside.
How did you find our house?
- Oh, I took a wrong turn.
- You know him?
- Yes.
We met the other day.
He's the one who...
- Your little one was all alone outside.
- Ada.
- Your windows could use a new coat.
- Yeah.
Every day I tell my husband to fix them.
- Sorry, I can't help myself.
This place needs some work.
It's what I do.
Really?
- Yeah.
Civil engineer by trade.
- All right.
We need a contractor for the summer.
We're turning it into a BnB.
- My older daughter, Adrienne, is our designer.
- Great.
Beautiful & smart.
- Well, let me show you the house.
This home means a lot to me.
It belonged to my mother.
I got married here.
I can trust you with it, right?
- You have nothing to worry about.
- Things never end well when you say that.
- You're gonna be very satisfied with the results.
- Are you tired, sweetie?
- Where's daddy?
- Daddy's at home, baby.
You'll see him after summer.
- He doesn't wanna be with us?
- No, no, no.
It's not that, sweetie.
It's just, I wanted to spend some time
because after this summer
mummy's going away for a little while and I'll miss you.
I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry about what happened earlier.
Do you want me to call daddy?
Do you want daddy to come visit?
- Yes.
I'm not
swimming much because it worries mum, since that time.
In Paris, mum's flat is on such a noisy street
I can never hear myself think.
That's why I like him.
He's quiet, but he says a lot.
A peaceful landscape.
- I love your vision and passion.
The lake house is gonna be perfect.
You're brimming with excitement right now, it's cute.
- Turn the page.
What's next?
- Leave it with me.
I'll survey the area.
Mummy will tell you.
Ada?
- Nice view.
- Fuck.
- Can I see the photo?
- Hi.
Yeah, Em.
Hang on a minute.
- Are you out of your mind?
It's really hot.
You need to get out of the sun.
It's fine.
It's not.
It's not fine.
Daddy's also reading this.
Oh really?
You two are buddies now?
I know what I'm doing.
You're 18.
- Where are you going?
We're going cycling!
- But look, it's clouding over.
I'm taking our crustacean
daughter out for lunch!
- But it looks like rain.
- Come on.
Yes!
Woo!
Go.
- Papa?
- Yes, darling?
Try it in English.
- Ok. What do you think if I took a year off
before starting university in Lille?
- Why would you want to do that?
I dunno...
- I just don't want to go back to France.
If I were to try something adventurous,
shouldn't it be now?
- Like what?
- Like go with Adrienne maybe.
I know she has her building project,
but I could work just to get some experience.
- Thanks, Paul.
I think that is a most excellent idea.
You remind me of me back in the day.
- "Whoever you are,
I have always depended on the kindness of strangers."
- What?
- Nothing.
Thank you for coming.
Your dedication means a lot.
- It's no big deal.
Getting my hands dirty is the best part.
Adrienne mentioned you'll
be working on the deck now.
- That's right, boss.
- What's the matter?
- I'm too hot and too tired.
- Okay.
Well, should we go and get you some ice pops?
Yes?
And when you come visit me, we
could get you some then too, I'll
Ihave lots of them.
Lots of lots for you, yes?
Would you like that?
Yeah?
Okay.
You know what?
We need to be tough, buddy.
Say, "I am tough."
- I am tough.
- Yes.
Come.
- And that's how you make an old fashioned.
This is how a true lady impresses a man.
- Papa...
- But, the most important thing is the orange peel.
Of course.
- You're lucky.
- Yes please, some water.
Oh, thanks, sweetheart.
That was great fun.
Yes, I know, I know!
I am running in the house with muddy shoes!
Ah!
- Marielle, I've been doing a lot of thinking today...
Not now, mum.
- Why do you look so weird?
- I did my hair.
- I'm going for a run.
- But you'll get sick!
- Hey.
- Why did you ignore me yesterday?
- Where?
- Back by the bushes, after the pond.
Nevermind.
- Put this back.
I cut down some trees back there.
I still need to clear the surface up.
It's amazing actually, the amount of nature
that gets tossed up from building works.
What do you like most about it here?
- I like the days where I wake up early.
Naturally.
When there's only a little bit of
light out and the home is asleep.
- How was your run?
- Short, but sweet.
- Would you like some company next time?
- Hey, mum?
I'm going to take a year off before university.
- What?
Is that right?
- Oui.
Daddy and I agreed that I should try another experience...
- No, no, no, no.
You can't just withdraw.
- I know.
I'm not withdrawing.
I'm taking time off.
- You're acting spoiled and ungrateful.
I don't like this new English attitude you've adopted.
Come on, mum.
What's wrong with-
- Nothing's wrong with me.
Why does everyone ask that?
It's just that life is hard sometimes, Marielle,
and you can't just abandon someplace
because right now you don't feel like going to school.
You're smarter than that.
- But you're blowing it out of proportion.
- I'm not.
How come you're so sure you won't like it?
You should at least give it a try.
You can’t decide for me. And Adrienne is leaving-
- To further her career.
She's been working on that PhD project for years now.
Come on, Marielle.
Fine.
- Okay, so how about if I stayed at the house this year?
I could use a quiet room to improve my English
and self-reflect.
- Self-reflect?
At the house?
No, Marielle.
Being an adult is about accepting your choices
and being responsible.
For instance, there's this play I'd like to audition for
in an ideal world.
But I can't just go off and be an actress.
It's absurd.
- You should do the play!
- You need to think this through.
- You should do the play, mum.
I think that's great.
- You should go to school!
- Mum always says to be more adventurous,
live life to the fullest.
Being in love makes everything sweeter.
Why does she always have to complicate things with dad?
My first portrait.
- I'm glad you're going to see Claire.
Maybe she can help you to reconsider, huh?
Referee!
- And don't forget on Sunday...
There's the audition. Of course I'll be there.
Shoot!
Oh, you donkey!
- Speak French?
- No. - No?
So you don't speak Italian?
- A little bit.
- A little bit? - Ciao.
- Oh, ciao.
Bella...
Two words, that's wonderful.
Certo.
Almost three.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
- What do you mean almost?
That was three.
That was a solid three.
- Hey, there you are.
I should have picked you up.
- It's okay.
- Anyway, the reservation is under Ventura.
- Right.
Ventura.
Oh, here you are.
Thanks for coming back here.
Great.
- Nick, you know about continental breakfast, yeah?
Yeah.
- And Emily.
Emily, you have...
- Emily couldn't make it, but this is Marielle.
- Great.
Here are the keys to your suite.
- Thanks, Soph.
- You're welcome.
Tonight's acoustic night at the garden.
- Great.
- Wow.
This is nice.
- You're nice.
And sweet.
And beautiful.
- That was embarrassing over there.
Why?
- Why?
Did you bring me here as a backup?
- Marielle, look, Emily's in the past.
Yes, she's someone I knew.
Now you're someone I know.
- Really?
- Yeah, kid.
- Wait.
- What?
- Is it okay if we don't have sex?
- We're practically having sex.
Let's just do it.
All right.
- "He's an animal.
He has an animal's habits."
- Whenever you're ready.
- "How much does it
cost for these furs?
- Those were a tribute from an admirer of mine."
Oh, I...
Oh.
- I acted like a dick before.
I'm sorry.
- You did.
- We had a bit of a fight.
People do that.
Right? - I guess.
- Do you know what else people do?
- Sorry.
I'm so sorry.
So, I hope everything's okay.
I know you're in good hands,
but it would have been nice,
really nice if you showed up.
Did you go get drunk?
- I'll learn to kiss you better.
- Well, right timing, that's the first thing.
You were beautiful.
I missed the end of the match to be here.
- Well, that's very kind of, honey.
- You look beautiful in the morning.
“A confetti carnival in my head I ponder it all as I lay in bed”
Let’s go?
On... y?
I have to be back in the afternoon.
- Me too.
I'm meeting with your sister actually.
We're already Monday...
- What?
Adrienne, I don't see any progress
with the deck at all.
Has he even been doing any work?
- We decided against using wood for the decking area.
I said I wanted glass.
- Well, we had some leftover timber
from the upstairs window frames,
so I thought we'd use that.
- I said I wanted glass.
Marielle, come help me tape up the lake house area.
- I don't know know
why Adrienne keeps to herself so much.
I want to tell her,
but I know she would disapprove.
My subject acts like I'm not here.
- Just chop the tomatoes.
- I am chopping the tomatoes.
- What is that noise?
- It's Hugo.
He arrived a little bit earlier, he's with Ada.
- What's he doing, strangling her?
- Just playing.
That's him now.
You'll get to meet him finally.
- Hi.
- Took the wrong turn?
- I thought I'd stop by and get extra work in.
For you.
It's a great one about how the space of a home
reflects the mentality of the people in it.
- Yes.
I studied him in uni.
That's very sweet.
Oh, hi, Hugo.
This is Nick.
- Nick, contractor.
- 17, 18, 19, 20.
Coming, ready or not!
He's taking a break?
- Hey, where's Ada?
- I don't know where Ada is.
- Good of you to swing by.
Have a beer.
- This is lovely salad.
You must be spending a lot of time together.
The house, it looks beautiful.
What are the plans?
- Yeah, it's going to be great.
- Well, I think you better ask your wife.
- We're going to have a lovely patio
area designed by my beautiful daughter.
- What is he doing?
Pushups?
Pull-ups?
- Pushups.
- It helps define the muscles.
- Unbelievable.
- Hi.
- I didn't know we were all having lunch.
Want to go to the beach?
Mum, you know the one?
- Well, Ada doesn't like the beach.
- Hey!
Hey, baby, do you want to stay here with daddy?
- Yeah.
You know what?
You go have your fun.
We'll stay.
Ada!
- I'm sweaty, dirty...
- It's okay.
- Marielle! You don't need
to bring a bathing suit.
Roland, I'm ready in five.
Don't leave with me!
- Fuck.
- Where were you?
- Getting to know the house a little better.
- I wanna go to the beach.
I wanna go together.
- Aren't you and daddy staying here?
- It's okay.
I can go with him.
See you there?
- I thought you'd look strange in a dress, but you don't.
- Okay.
- It was a compliment.
Let me try again.
What's so funny?
- Nothing.
I just didn't think you'd be nervous too.
- I'm not nervous.
Hey, if the sun ruins your skin you're
gonna lose your beauty
and you'll only have your intellect left.
Maybe I am a little nervous.
- "If a plane lands in the middle of the Sahara Desert
and moves one grain of sand one millimeter,
what happens?"
- I don't know.
- Go for swim?
- I'm one step ahead of you.
Been waiting for a moment alone with you.
Tomorrow night, picnic spot, you and me.
- I don't like the two of them together.
I know Adrienne and Hugo are
having problems at the moment,
but it's just not right.
With Hugo right there and Ada for God's sake.
Marielle, how can you listen to this man?
- It is called a sense of humor.
We are here to relax, no?
- Enough.
- Oh, come here honey, come here.
- Thank you.
- That swim must have felt real nice.
- What happened?
- She fell over.
Come on, now.
Are you ok?
Yeah.
I'm happy to sleep on the couch tonight.
I'll do whatever it takes.
- What?
- To make this work.
Let's have another child.
- Hugo, not now.
I can't think right now.
- You always
overthink. Just say it.
Just say how you feel.
- I feel like
I want you to be someone you're not.
- You think you're better than me?
You're not better.
- I know.
- You're worse.
Come here. - I know.
- Let's go for a
drive. Do you fancy a little nap?
- Lucy!
Let me back in, please!
Oh, not now, kid.
- Are you in love with her?
- Who?
Marielle.
- What the hell is going on here?
Get out of my property.
You're a disgraceful
"Son of a bitch"
as you say.
You worthless, dirty scum.
You should be ashamed of yourself.
I think they'll be fine.
- I'm not so sure.
- Teaser.
- Well, I don't suppose there's anything we can do about it.
What happened, darling?
What happened to your dress?
- Nothing.
I went for a little hike back there and it ripped.
- Be careful, hm?
- Can I have some?
- What?
Why not?
- Hugo.
Hugo.
- Oh fuck.
What the hell are you doing?
Is this your version of trying to become closer?
- It was an accident.
Adrienne!
He never actually did any work.
- Give me a drag.
- You don't smoke.
- I've never brought anyone here before.
I told you it was a good spot.
You're so special, Marielle.
- Let's stay here forever.
- Now you'll always remember me.
- You know what? I
don't know where
Nick is. He should be
here already. Clear up this mess.
- I'm sure we'll sort it out.
- Really?
You're still trusting him?
- I'll be back.
I can't look at this chaos.
- I'm sorry I let him touch you.
Mummy, can I come with you?
Why are we stopping?
- Shh, be quiet.
- We're all very upset.
- "Blanche".
What happened?
- The house is nothing like this.
It feels rotten.
It's broken.
It's stinks of distrust and secrets
and dirty little corners.
The good at this house is crumpled.
It's turned to dust, turned to ashes along with Nana Lottie,
and you have taken away its purity, its innocence,
and her beautiful, naive spirit.
She wasn't at Claire's, mum.
- I have an update
regarding her role.
- Yeah, I'm afraid she's in a meeting right now.
I can give her the bad news.
- I don't know what all the fuss is about.
I could have it fixed like that.
- You tell him.
- Now listen here, we are very unsatisfied
with your so-called results.
You better leave her and all of us alone before I sue you.
- And before I kick this in your sad, pathetic little balls!
- The fuck?
- Nana, you got the part!
Congratulations, mum.
- My little superstar!
Well done.
- Congratulations.
Our very own Blanche Deboise.
- It's DuBois.
What are you still doing here?
- You're all fucking amateurs!
- I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
It's all ruined.
- So this is where she puts you.
- What?
- I'm curious...
Do you get off on the image of your woman with another man?
- Repeat that?
- Why haven't you
hit me already?
- I'm not usually a violent man.
- That's cute.
I bet she loves that about you.
You know, I'm not the one that came onto her.
- Daddy.
- You're not worth it.
- Excuse me, ladies.
We're both guilty of this, Nadine.
That bastard took her there on our dime.
- Come here, sweetie.
Come here.
I had no idea just how lost you were.
You should have come to me.
I am your mother.
I'll always be here.
- Do you think you can hurt me?
Do you think you're daddy's little hero?
- I'm a tough girl.
Don't touch her, or my mother!
I didn't want to wake her. Is that okay?
- Of course.
Can I sit down?
- Nana Lottie's cure for sunburns.
- Here.
Let me do it for you.
I'll help.
Mum? I think...
- It would be a good idea to go to the dermatologist.
- Thank you.
What happened to you knee?
- The gynecologist, sorry.
- What?
Marielle, are you pregnant?
Mum no!
- It's just, I mean, you know,
since I'm starting university this year.
- Are you mad at me?
- This is why
we don't trust guys like that, Nadine.
He's been with our 18 year old daughter, for God's sakes.
- I'm glad you can count.
- Oh, do you think this is a joke?
- I'll fix it.
- How?
- Well, I spend time with her
and work hard for the family with the bed and breakfast.
- Bullshit.
- Excuse me?
- Well, now that you're gonna
in the theater, you're gonna forget about this BnB idea.
It will never work.
- What was that for?
This is not the right timing.
- I don't know.
I think there was a hidden compliment in there somewhere.
Let's go, love.
- Ada, you know I love you so much.
You and daddy are gonna have a blast the rest of the summer and then you're gonna
be a big girl for me like
we talked about.
I'll miss you.
I have to do this.
- I'm proud of you.
Ada, see you, bud.
Come on.
- Where are you going?
- For a ride around.
- Marielle, don't.
- Adrienne, trust me.
I have to do this.
Is this where you live?
This isn't a good idea.
- Are you...
homeless?
- Get out of here!
- You have our blanket.
The stillness is misleading.
Those intimate, beautiful mornings were
misleading. I needed to know for sure that it meant nothing.
I hurt the people who
love me so I wanted to get hurt.
Even after everything they have
forgiven me.
Just like that. I need to do right by them.
I'm home now.
- Where'd you learn to do that?
- Just a couple of easy tricks I learned from a stranger.
“...Returning home as a French belle Back in England, I sing farewell”
- You sure you don't want me to come with you?
- No, maman.
You have the BnB now.
You have to stay here.
I'm going to be really happy.
- I want to know everything.
All the photos you take,
even the bad ones, you send to me, okay?
- I will, maman.