Droit de Regard (2023)

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DIRECTED BY JULIE MANOUKIAN

THE RIGHT TO SEE

Alex? I'm sorry.

Lunch was busy.

OK, but I have to go.

I'm getting Elorie in ten minutes.

We're short staffed.

I swear, it's getting worse.

What are you trying to say?

I can't change my schedule, not now.

What about the kids?

If I get a nanny,

they'll see her more than me,

it makes no sense!

So I'll have them full-time?

I thought you'd be happy.

Well, do what you want.

But you tell them.

I have to go now.

Come on, Alex... Alex!

THREE MONTHS LATER

Elo, can you put your shoes on?

Hadrien,

please finish clearing the table.

Tonight, you set the table, OK, Elo?

What are you doing?

What did you... I see.

OK... OK... there.

-You can't go out like that.

-But I'm not cold!

-Put your jacket on.

-It's ugly.

I don't have time

for tantrums this morning.

Neither do I.

I have my presentation this morning.

Do you know all about fireflies then?

I changed it.

Fireflies are a shitty subject.

Don't say shitty.

I'm going to talk about earthworms.

-It's gross.

-Don't say gross.

Ready to go?

-Here.

-Thank you.

Let's go. Everyone out.

Worms are important.

If they're gone, humans will die.

Wait for me.

Wait for me!

Hey, my kisses!

See you tonight!

-Have a nice day, sweetheart.

-You too.

Hurry up, please!

Come on.

The seat belt, the door...

Let's go!

I'll have a heart attack one day.

You're not made of glass.

Just breathe.

It'll be fine. We rehearsed

and prepared the room. All's well.

If they're smart,

they'll double our budget.

How's the outfit?

-Perfect.

-My hair.

Let's stop relying on looks

and let's go!

OK...

Hello, Bruno, Chantal. You're early.

You didn't see my seating plan?

-You have my undivided attention.

-And mine.

I'm very curious to know

how you're going to assess

this quarter.

Yes, it's that time.

Paola and I analyzed

what worked and what didn't.

My department is crashing into me!

Too much energy.

As you know, Paola and I

analyzed what worked

and what didn't work so well

in our seminars and training courses

since our objective

is to improve our support

to our managers on a daily basis.

I got green for my presentation.

That's great, sweetie.

What about you?

When you're not all right

but you're not all wrong either,

what color is that?

Orange! It means

you haven't worked hard enough.

Oh, well...

-Hi.

-How are you, bud?

Good. What's for dinner?

-I don't know. What are you making?

-Pasta with ham!

Can you boil some water?

I do everything in this house.

Do you prefer lice combs or homework?

-Penne or shells?

-Shells!

Why are we always late?

We're not late.

We're in a hurry,

like everyone else.

What's the matter with you!

You want to die?

-Are you OK?

-I'm OK.

Did you get hit?

-No.

-Did you?

I didn't hear him. I'm sorry.

-See you tonight, Mom!

-Bye, Mom. See you tonight!

Don't complain, it's Mozart.

It helps me think.

What's wrong?

I have to go to the hospital.

Now?

-Can you take me?

-Of course.

Can you sit back?

And forward.

You have less than 20%

of your visual field left.

Why didn't you come sooner?

How long before I lose the rest?

A few months. A few weeks.

How did you get here this morning?

I can still go home by myself.

Are you sure?

Denial is perfectly normal

when you experience an illness

as brutal as your glaucoma.

But you can no longer limit yourself

to paths you know by heart

or situations you've mastered.

What do I do then?

Do I stop everything? My kids?

My job? Do I give up?

On the contrary,

you need to prepare.

We knew this moment would come,

Mrs. Lipetz.

Have you contacted

the Low Vision Center?

-No.

-You should.

They have occupational therapists,

psychomotor therapists,

technical A*DS for your daily life.

It's their job to support you.

Support me for what?

Look, for the time being,

I'm going to give you

a month's sick leave.

I know it's hard to hear.

But the life that awaits you

isn't a second grade life.

It's a different life.

And it's already begun.

Alex! Do you have time for coffee?

Not today, I'm sorry.

You're already home?

Yes, I worked from home.

-How was your day?

-It sucked.

Fernandez gave us a pop quiz

because Romain

was making bird noises.

And lunch was gross.

I don't know

what kind of meat it was,

but nobody ate.

I'm so hungry! Are there any snacks?

-Hi.

-Hi, sweetheart. Are you ready?

Yeah, I just need to get dressed.

I'll be right back.

Hi, Alex.

Sorry, I have work to do.

Hadrien, don't forget your math book.

I know.

It's Friday. Don't work all night.

I'm almost done.

Hadrien, hurry!

Elo will be waiting for you

at school again.

I'm ready.

Well, have a nice weekend.

-Don't forget your school bag.

-Yeah.

-Bye, Mom.

-Bye, buddy.

Here, your favorite ravioli

from Hiang's.

What did they say?

They weren't very happy

about your time off.

But they don't understand

why you didn't call them.

Because...

"Hi, Bruno, it's Alexandra.

"Don't fire me.

I can't do my job anymore,

"but I love what I do. Be nice."

Why can't you?

Alex, we've tricked

everyone for months.

We don't have to lie anymore.

We'll find solutions.

We're a team, right?

It's better not to hide anymore,

isn't it?

You won't have to cover for me,

it'll be nice.

Alex, I didn't say that.

I know.

I'll microwave it.

No, forget it.

It's the first time

I see you give up.

I could've k*lled my kids.

I'd rather you go home.

Are you sure?

I'll leave the ravioli here.

Call me when you can,

if you can... You get it.

Bye.

-What time is it?

-The time is 3:42 a.m.

Oh, sh*t!

Oh, no, Mom!

You're not dressed?

No, I can't.

No, you're not canceling.

I want to see you.

My boss has been bugging me all week.

He keeps saying: "Faster!"

I said: "I drive a forklift,

"not a Formula 1!"

What happened here?

Nothing. I had a migraine,

but I'm better...

Did the kids make this mess?

They need to grow up,

especially Hadrien...

Hadrien is very helpful!

Are you OK?

Is it your eyes?

Did it get worse?

Can you see me?

It's too soon. It's not possible...

Please don't make it worse.

I can come over. I will.

No, not at all.

Someone else if you want,

but you need help.

You can't do it alone.

Can you help me make dinner tonight?

Yes, of course.

What do you want to make for them?

Lasagna, it's their favorite.

-Frozen or...

-No. Forget it.

No, I'm sorry, I...

If you want to cook, we'll cook.

-Let's do it.

-OK.

I'll get dressed.

-Do you want help?

-No.

My arms are k*lling me!

That means you're getting stronger.

You could start rock climbing.

-Hi.

-Crepes!

I'm so hungry! Thank you, Grandma.

You're welcome, honey.

Go to the table.

-Do I sit here?

-Yeah, that's good.

Thank you. It looks good.

Put that by your grandfather's plate.

Jean? Do you have

a date with a blackbird,

or can you spare a little time

for your grandkids?

It looks like tree climbing

gave you an appetite.

The movie you wanted to see came out.

-When do we go?

-After lunch,

if you don't choke on your crepe.

Is it true blueberries

make you see in the dark?

Oh no, not at all.

But it's a funny story.

It comes from British pilots

during WWII.

They were the only ones

able to fly at night

thanks to their radars.

To keep it a secret,

they invented this story

about blueberry juice.

So it's all myth.

Yes. Disinformation is

the lifeblood of every w*r.

Shall we go on foot?

No, it's too far. We'll take the car.

-I don't want the car.

-Why not?

-It's dangerous.

-Nonsense,

-it's not dangerous.

-It is.

-What's going on?

-Nothing, she's just weird.

No, I'm not weird. We almost died.

-What?

-Nothing, nothing.

It was just an accident.

-What accident?

-Mom, it's OK.

-Answer, Hadrien.

-Mom, it's OK.

We'll take the bus,

and you can tell me on the way, OK?

Kids! The kids are here!

Yeah!

Is your lipstick new?

-Yeah.

-Beautiful!

Hi. Do I have time

to do my math before we eat?

No.

We went tree climbing with Dad.

And I planted a tree with Grandpa.

It'll be my very own tree.

Grandpa said that

if I get a B average,

we'll go on vacation to Italy.

We'll eat ice cream

and pizza every day!

Easy, Mommy's not feeling well.

-What's wrong?

-We'll explain later.

Explain what?

Let's all relax.

First, go wash your hands

and let's eat.

Let's go!

You just couldn't help yourself.

"I was born on a beautiful island

called Eden.

"My room was already occupied

-"by a young girl."

-What about this?

-I already read that.

-Oh, right.

Well,

you know I can't see very well.

Not well at all.

Right.

I'm not sure how to tell you, but...

Not only will I never

see better again,

but soon, I won't see at all.

What do you mean?

I'm almost there.

What will you see then?

Opaque, dark, sometimes light...

Dark all the time?

I'm not afraid of the dark,

you know...

No, no.

What will we do

if you can't work anymore?

We won't have money anymore.

In France, people can't get fired

for health reasons.

So I'm on sick leave.

I get my salary. I'm resting.

Then I'll work out a solution

with my boss.

You don't have

to worry about that.

-You don't see us at all then?

-Well, I do.

You're all I see.

I know you by heart.

Bye, Elo.

See you tonight.

Will you be OK going home?

Don't worry, I'll be fine.

-See you tonight.

-Have a nice day.

What can I do?

It's not working.

I can't go home.

I can't do it. I can't.

I thought you were mad at me.

-I couldn't understand why.

-You're paranoid, that's why.

Come on, Alex,

why didn't you tell me?

Am I way off base?

-Yeah.

-Sorry.

I was ashamed...

I am ashamed.

I'm disabled.

Disabled.

They say there's life afterwards,

but I don't want it.

How did Yann take it?

I'm in no hurry to find out.

You didn't tell him?

No, but he'll find out eventually...

How can you manage by yourself?

I'm tired.

The techniques I've been using

aren't working anymore.

There's a center with specialists

for that, but I can't go.

Do you want me to go with you?

-I'd rather not.

-OK, but you have to go.

I need an appointment.

-Let's call them!

-Right now?

You have their number?

-You want me to?

-Yes.

-What's it called?

-The Low Vision Center.

That'll be 25 euros, please.

Thanks. That's not enough.

It isn't?

Nope. Two tens makes 20.

Do you take credit cards?

Uh... yeah.

Is this a center for the blind?

It's for people

who are losing their sight.

It's a shame what's happening

to you, beautiful as you are.

Can your husband accompany you?

There's no more husband.

That's men for you!

They love you when everything's fine,

but as soon as there's the

slightest issue, there's no one left.

The worst part must be not seeing

the people you love anymore.

And all the beauty

of the world disappearing...

Contactless.

But they say blind people

manage to develop

absolutely incredible faculties.

I hear they can read minds.

And there's a champion rider

who's also blind.

And there's a singer

who's super famous.

You know who I mean?

I don't know if I'm going to be

a good blind girl

because I can't sing or tap dance.

I'm in trouble.

Well, good luck then.

Thanks.

I know all these tests are trying.

But I agree with Shhrazade.

We're pretty confident

in your abilities.

Really?

You've worked hard

as your glaucoma has progressed.

You make the most

of what you have left,

and you have

your own workaround strategies.

I don't need you then?

Do you feel safe

when you move around?

No.

We're going to work on that,

you and I.

We'll practice here,

at your place, then outside.

We're going to take it

one step at a time

to manage your daily tasks:

cooking, recognizing banknotes,

giving change,

mastering the voice functions

of connected objects...

And of course,

learning computers for the blind.

I have to start my life

all over again.

Yes, but you'll gain

a lot of autonomy.

Alexandra, what

you're going through right now

is the hard part.

Your reference points

change every day.

What worked on Monday

no longer works on Thursday.

But you're not alone anymore.

All I want

is to raise my kids

and get back to work.

That's exactly

what we're going to help you do.

See you Friday, OK? Give me a kiss.

Good night, Dad.

I've been calling you for days.

It's annoying

when there's no answer, huh?

Excuse me?

Nothing,

but you're one to talk.

Is it true you almost died

because you can't see?

Were you going to tell me?

Do you tell me everything?

That's not the point.

You cheated on me and left.

I'm not your wife anymore.

I don't have to answer to you.

I can worry about my kids

and about you too.

What do you want to know?

Read this.

The ophthalmologist

said you still had years.

Well, he was wrong.

It's bad then. I'm sorry, Mimi.

Don't call me that!

How will you manage the kids?

How?

I always have, I always will.

-But you can't!

-Of course, I can.

You're so stubborn.

Everything's changed!

Stop pretending.

-Get out.

-Alex...

Get out, I'm done.

Out. Out.

-Yann.

-I need to shower.

This is Fabrice's

lawyer's phone number.

A lawyer?

He got all he wanted for his divorce.

Fabrice's a jerk.

I won't destroy Alex.

You should've thought of that

before you had your midlife crisis.

If I get a lawyer,

it'll be w*r with Alex.

I don't want that.

You didn't start that w*r.

She didn't tell you she can't see.

How do you know?

I called Hadrien.

He's my grandson.

I had a right to know.

Behind my back? Stay out of this!

Maybe we would

if you didn't live here.

-Jean...

-Wow...

Look, Yann,

what will happen

if she refuses to admit

she needs help?

Do we wait for the next accident

to react?

You were right.

I've been here a bit too long.

In the heart of Mongolia,

in this green desert called steppe,

the first thing that strikes you

is the immensity...

-I'm home!

-...wherever you look.

Between the high,

gentle mountains, silence rises,

a total silence

that doesn't overwhelm,

a full, serene silence...

-I'm here.

-Hi, Mom.

The first thing we need to do

is to install an intercom.

We'll need to level the steps.

The landlord will be mad,

but I'll take care of it.

I'm on it.

We need to replace gas appliances.

We'll get an induction top

at a good price.

I'm happy to buy it for you.

And it's easier to clean.

Is it a touch screen?

-Yes.

-Yes.

I won't be able to see the controls.

-It's no use.

-Of course.

I think there's a 3D one.

I saw it somewhere...

I'll find it.

The two fastest and cheapest things

is to have a ramp installed

along the apartment.

I have a friend who does carpentry.

He'll do it for free.

Like at the hospital? No way.

As you wish...

We need to glue your mats

to the floor,

so you don't trip.

You really have

to watch out for falls.

Who did you talk to

to become such an expert?

I called a specialized center:

the Low Vision Center.

What?

Do you want to be blind

instead of me? Help!

Well, where do we start?

Nowhere! Take your things, go home

and leave my carpets and gas.

OK.

Sorry.

I'll be back tomorrow.

Is she tired?

Her has behavior changed?

No, just more... scruffy than usual,

left to her own devices.

So,

we turned right twice.

We crossed a street.

Then we turned left three times.

I think we're at the starting point.

-Are you sure?

-Can we do it again?

We will, we will.

You're building up

your spatial memory.

What you've already acquired

is impressive.

Thanks.

To cross,

you use the hare technique:

spot the silhouette of a passer-by

and follow it.

Funny name.

If the passer-by makes a mistake

or changes course,

you'll be in danger immediately.

That's why I'm going to teach you

how to use the white cane.

Oh no, no, not the cane...

-Why not?

-I'm not there yet...

The cane doesn't make you blind.

In the eyes of others, it does.

Alexandra, Alexandra,

you'll have to overcome

your prejudices

if you want to be

as independent as possible.

The solution is simple

if you think that,

because of her visual impairment,

your children

would be safer with you.

You can talk

to the family court judge

and apply for custody.

What do you think?

In case of real blindness

and from what you've told me,

it's clear.

She can no longer care for her kids.

She can't keep an eye on them,

support them in life.

-The judge should understand, but...

-But?

The wheels of justice are tough.

They can damage everyone.

An amicable solution would be

preferable, if she accepts it.

If not, you'll have to act

because your children's safety

is at stake.

I need to think about it.

Oh, sh*t.

Double dribble!

Oh, almost!

-How are things at home?

-Good.

-It's not too hard for Mom?

-She's handling it.

If she needs help, just let me know.

OK.

-Are you doing good?

-Yes, why?

You seem kind of sad.

-I have regrets.

-What?

Life with you, with Elo, with Mom.

I miss it, and it's my fault.

But whatever happens,

you and your sister

are the most important thing to me.

-You know that?

-Yeah, we know.

Stop, I need a shower.

Yeah, I'll say.

You smell like a wet dog.

Let's go.

Setting up the paragraph,

left indent.

No, I want Paola's email.

Cambria, 12 font, double-spaced.

That's not what

I'm f*cking asking you!

Thank you, bye.

We're up!

-Hello.

-Hi. This way.

Thanks.

Coaching and public speaking

without seeing

is completely possible.

I've been here five years, which will

enable me to overcome obstacles.

What about travel?

I don't travel anymore, almost never.

There are lots of trainees here

who don't know what to do.

They could accompany me on trips.

What about PowerPoints? Videos?

I'm learning computers for the blind.

That's not a problem.

It's amazing what you can do.

I assure you that won't be a problem.

And there's Paola. We've been

a great team for a long time now.

All right, Alexandra.

You're disabled.

You're a management trainer,

so you deal with executives

who are tough, demanding.

You know them better than me.

They don't forgive fragility.

I say that as much

for the company as for you.

Now, the law dictates

I offer you a job

more compatible with your disability.

So yes, I can offer you something...

another position,

maybe more appropriate...

-Like?

-I don't know...

I was thinking of cold calling.

That's nonsense.

It has nothing to do

with my job or my skills.

Alexandra, I like you a lot.

I'm very sorry

for what's happened to you.

But if the company is understanding,

you have to make

a few concessions of your own.

It's normal.

Think about it.

Concessions?

I've been a trainer for ten years.

I've advised executives and CEOs.

He wants to hide me behind a phone.

Bruno isn't known for his bravery.

You have to be brave to hire me?

Of course, Alex.

People are afraid of the disabled.

What?

What do you think?

That it's a coincidence

that there's nothing

for the blind, the deaf,

or wheelchairs?

No! It's not an oversight.

They want you but outside.

Shall I jump out the window?

There's no in-between.

Either fight or fold.

But I do my job well.

He can't just push me aside.

I completely agree.

I'm standing,

I'm moving, I'm learning.

Why is he calling me fragile?

-Am I fragile? Am I?

-You're not fragile.

He's just a big jerk.

Thanks, yeah.

You're welcome.

You're the only one

I like working with here.

Yeah, of course.

How many will I waste

before I get it?

That's enough for today.

Everything is going well.

You didn't miss the garbage can.

And you put everything back.

You've memorized the landmarks.

They'll be the same each time.

I'll come help you

as often as needed.

I'll see you next week.

Bye, Hadrien!

You forgot your keys.

Nicely done!

How did you do that?

She heard me put them on the table,

but she didn't hear me take them.

Right? Well done.

I'll unfold the cane for you.

I'm removing the strap.

Take the handle, then let go.

Touch my hand to see how I hold it.

-Like this.

-Yes. It's all yours now.

-This way?

-Yes.

When you move your right foot

forward, you sweep to the left.

When you move your left foot

forward, you sweep to the right.

That's it.

Have a nice day, sweetie.

Bye, Mom. See you tonight.

Later!

Going on a hike?

It's all for show.

-You seem at ease.

-No, no.

I always feel like

I'm going to hit a wall

or fall into a hole. It's hell.

I'll buy you a coffee.

-Lead the way.

-OK.

Hello, Mrs. Lipetz.

Do you have a moment?

I'd like to talk to you.

Yes, of course.

-See you later.

-Bye.

Have a nice day.

Follow me.

Why didn't you tell me?

I wanted to, but...

it was hard to find the right time.

When I saw your cane,

I understood why

Elorie's notebook wasn't signed.

Really?

And she's been... oddly dressed.

She came in a dance outfit

the other day.

You know she has nail polish

on her fingers?

I see.

I do what I can to adapt,

but I still have work to do.

I bet.

I'm truly sorry for you.

I'm fighting with all my strength.

What about her homework?

She does it during study time,

and her brother helps her

at home when needed.

It can't be easy for him either.

-How is Hadrien doing?

-I'm actually impressed by him.

They're both as happy as ever.

Do you have support at home?

Yes, I'm very well supported

despite the divorce.

But now that I'm in the loop,

we'll keep an eye out.

It stinks!

Serves you right.

Don't do that to me again!

Or the dance outfit!

You can't tell if I'm lying.

Yes, I can tell by your voice.

Not true.

I don't want to get mad, OK?

Can I sleep with you?

Did you have a nightmare?

-No.

-Come on.

You won't see me grow up.

I will. Like this.

And like this.

I'll throw the ads out.

This is a rent receipt.

I'll put it in the file.

And this is from the C-R-I-P.

CRIP?

-Never heard of it.

-No?

Well...

CRIP: Unit for the Collection

of Concerning Information.

It's a summons.

A social worker wants to see you.

What?

A report of concern

has been filed concerning Elorie.

What's that?

Is this a complaint? Why?

I don't understand.

What does "report of concern" mean?

It's a procedure

designed to make sure

that all is well

when certain signs indicate

there may be a problem

involving children.

What signs? What problems?

Someone reported something?

Don't worry, ma'am.

It's not an accusation.

It's a concern coming

from someone close to you.

Who?

Someone who knows you and only wants

and cares

about your kids' well-being.

Can't I know who

this well-meaning person is?

Not right now.

Do you have sole custody?

Yes.

It's not official yet,

but that's what

their father and I agreed.

Have you been visually impaired

for a long time?

It's recent, and it's under control.

I want you to make time

for a quick appointment at your home,

so I can see your children.

But they're fine. Everything's fine.

That's the procedure,

and it must take its course.

It couldn't possibly have been Yann.

His parents probably made him.

Still...

He hired a lawyer

even though we agreed on everything.

-You have to talk to him.

-No,

I have to get a lawyer first.

I don't recognize him anymore.

I never would've thought.

There's a woman coming

to my house who I don't know

and who will decide

whether or not I'll keep my kids.

She can't just take them away.

Even if I'm blind?

Support

group, g-r-o-u-p...

for blind...

parents.

Here's what I found:

Marseille 5th District Town Hall,

Bagatelle Villa.

Town hall of the 6th and 8th

arrondissements...

Forget it...

Call Shhrazade.

-Hello.

-Hello.

Alexandra, this is Louna.

-Hello.

-Hello.

As I told you,

she founded an association

that will have answers for you.

Yes. Alexandra,

can I use your first name?

-Of course.

-Very well.

Come, the others are waiting.

All right.

Yeah.

Thanks.

See you later.

See you later!

-This is Cdric.

-Hello.

He has two sons aged 6 and 8.

And Corinne,

who raised her daughter alone.

-How old is she now?

-Sixteen.

Alexandra, do you have any children?

I have a daughter and a teenager.

How are they doing?

I think they're OK.

They don't complain,

they're brave,

but I don't know if they suffer.

Sometimes, I'm a bit lost.

Yes, we've all had that worry...

But what they lose in carelessness,

they gain in responsibility

and empathy.

And when our kids mess around,

we notice, like everyone else.

What are you doing?

It's a game, a card game.

These are cards...

Are they real cards?

It's the real thing.

They're marked in Braille,

so we can play too.

-Awesome.

-Yeah.

You can feel the dots

with the pad of your finger.

And these are normal cards, visually?

Yes, they are.

So I can play with my kids?

Exactly. I play with my kids too.

By feeling the dots,

you can even cheat...

That's just it.

I'm trying to get

my life back.

I learn to read and get around.

But sometimes, I feel like...

That you're not going to make it.

And you don't dare

tell the people around you.

You don't want to worry them.

I have to reassure them all the time.

That's exactly why

I set up this association.

When I got divorced,

my kids' father, who can see,

gave me a hard time,

and I realized

I wasn't the only one

in this situation.

I went on social media

and found other blind people

with the same problems.

We talked a lot,

and when I had dealt

with my situation,

I thought that's what I wanted.

I wanted to welcome parents

who are losing their sight

and fear of losing their children.

The judge told me

he didn't want to be responsible

if anything should happen

to a child left in the care

of a disabled person.

Well, usually,

justice works

in the interests of children.

It all depends on who you run into...

I'm terribly afraid

they'll be taken away from me.

I understand.

Don't let your fears get in the way.

We've all been there.

When we are always being doubted,

we come to think

the others are right,

that we can't do it...

And you have to learn

to go beyond prejudice.

Then you realize that it can be done.

You're allowed to feel bad too.

Here, you can share things

you can't elsewhere.

In any case,

you'll always find support

and a listening ear here.

And even a partner

to play cards with.

Yes, that's important...

Thank you very much... really.

This is nuts.

-What does it say?

-I need a funnel.

A what?

There's a girl who says that,

because of glaucoma,

she's lost her side vision,

and it's like looking

through a funnel!

You have to look through it

and hide the openings.

I don't know how she does it.

It's OK if you look down.

You can only see your feet

-but nothing else.

-It sucks.

It's not the end of the world.

She can still do lots of things.

Look at dinner, for example.

Why don't we make it for her tonight?

Pasta. It's not hard.

-Come on!

-What are you doing?

You did it...

I'll pick it up.

Hello! I'm exhausted.

-You're home already?

-Hi, Mom.

What's going on here?

What's this? What happened here?

What have you done?

Dinner. We wanted to surprise you...

Pasta, but...

It's not that hard, damn it!

Can't you think of me for a second?

-Yes, that's why...

-We'll clean up.

It'll be clean, sorry.

Are you OK?

It's the spaghetti.

They're still alive.

You think it's funny?

Yeah, sure.

All right then.

They're searching the rooms.

The old manager went with them.

Why did he leave with the furniture?

-The furniture!

-What dogs?

The furniture is the dogs.

No, the dogs.

-Shall I pause it?

-No, I'll be right back.

-Who is it?

-It's me, Alex.

I won't be long,

Elorie forgot her book

at my parents'.

-Is it that urgent?

-Well, yes.

She has to read a page a day.

I know that.

-I'm busy.

-Here.

Wait.

What do you want?

Nothing. How are you?

What are the kids doing?

In my room, watching a movie.

With you?

And I'm missing it. Bye.

It sucks. She doesn't even know us,

and she comes to judge us.

And she's late.

Well, I have a test tomorrow...

No, stay with us.

She'll be here soon.

What can she do to us?

Nothing. She just wants

to know if you're happy.

So it's OK...

Why does she want us to be happy?

Because you're the most important

people in the world.

So maybe it's time to negotiate

for a new console?

Honey,

does your happiness

depend on lame objects

or your wonderful family?

Hello. Come in.

Hello, Mrs. Lipetz.

This is my son, Hadrien. Elorie is...

Hi, sweetheart!

-Hello, ma'am.

-And my mom.

I'm Alexandra's mom,

the children's grandmother.

I'm always at their side.

I support her as much as I can.

It's only natural. We're very close.

Maybe it's because I had her

when I was very young.

I don't know if that's why, but...

I don't know, we're pretty close.

Right, sweetie?

Yes. Thank you, Mom.

There.

Can you show me the kitchen

and your bedroom?

If it's OK with Mom.

Yes, of course.

-Grandma.

-What?

I love you,

but you're doing too much.

I don't see

why you'd say that.

She doesn't seem very nice.

Light pink.

Mom and I love tidying up

the cupboards with this.

It's also a light detector.

Like that, at night, Mom knows

if we've turned the light off,

but she hears everything...

When my brother bites his nails...

She didn't keep me that long.

Your sister is chatty.

And also when I open the fridge

for more dessert...

Get out of there.

Go do your math homework.

Come with me to make a snack.

-No, I'll stay here.

-Don't...

I didn't ask you to come.

You need me today. Let me.

Do you have verbena?

I found green tea. It's disgusting.

She won't like it.

It's right next to the park.

And it's bright.

Yes, it's facing south.

There's plenty of light.

And it's a great neighborhood.

It's move-in ready.

It just needs a little refreshing.

I saw a bigger one,

but this is right next to the school.

The area also has

great high schools.

I'll take it.

I love your energy,

but I need an application.

I have a permanent contract.

I work in the restaurant business.

Ever heard of "Quartier Libre"?

Yes, I really like that restaurant.

A husband who cooks?

Your wife's a lucky woman.

No, I'm divorced, soon.

A single dad. It can't be easy.

Yeah, it's a big change...

I loved working nights,

but it is what it is.

Your kids are lucky to have a father

who looks after them.

It's only natural.

Maybe I can help you

fill out the application,

to make sure the owners approve it.

There's a little caf downstairs,

if you like.

That's nice of you,

but I have to get back to work.

-OK, maybe some other time.

-OK.

Unknown incoming call.

Hello?

Mrs. Lipetz?

-Yes?

-It's Mrs. Mizola from CRIP.

I did your home visit.

Hello.

You'll receive

a notification by mail,

but I wanted to tell you

that your children

have everything they need

and are materially

and emotionally secure.

Which means?

I won't be taking any further action.

Yeah! Well done!

Thank you.

I don't have a speech,

but I wanted to tell you...

Well, it's a great day

because you're here,

and the kids and I

have made it

through these last few months

thanks to you.

-Well, champagne?

-Yes, champagne,

champagne, champagne!

And gifts!

Yeah!

That's from the kids and I.

That's Myriam's. That's mine.

Only three?

Thank you, honey.

Yes, hello.

Excuse me?

He wants full custody?

He didn't tell you?

No, he does everything

behind my back.

The home visit went well.

But he keeps going. It's a nightmare.

I understand, but...

He doesn't know

what it's like to be with them.

This is crazy.

I want him to know

I'll never forgive him.

I wouldn't recommend it.

Avoid any contact with him,

even by email. If you must talk

about organizational matters,

I want to read them first.

Don't waste your time

with confrontations

that will be sterile and painful.

Alexandra, you have to trust me.

The procedure has started.

Yann must already be preparing

his defense.

We need to prepare our own.

Focus your energy into action.

Action? But there's nothing I can do!

We can build a case.

Isn't that your job?

I intend to earn my fee,

I assure you.

Your part is to gather testimonials

in your favor,

on your success in adapting,

your abilities...

My abilities?

My ability to remain

the mother of my children?

Is that it?

All right...

This is a standard certificate...

to be completed by those around you.

You'll also need a career plan.

We agree on that.

I want to keep my job,

but it's my job that doesn't want me.

What we want to do

is prove your autonomy.

No!

What we're trying to do is prove

that I'm beyond reproach,

that I'm a good handicapped person

who keeps a good house

and has model children.

But their dad can disappear for weeks

with his mistress.

He can leave their lice in,

make them eat anything,

and let his parents watch them.

That's fine.

But if I'm not perfect,

I'm a bad mother.

That's the worst part.

It's deeply unfair.

All the more reason

not to let them win.

It'd be great

if you could fill it out.

I'd love to

-if it helps.

-Thanks.

-See you soon.

-See you soon.

-Bye.

-Bye.

Here.

I insisted on all the life changes

you've made

to adapt to the situation.

And that your children

are among the most fulfilled

of any of my patients.

Really?

You can't hold back

if you want to convince the judge.

Have you done this before?

I had a deaf father

in the same situation as you.

Did he win?

It was years ago...

Attitudes change.

But I know your children are well.

And if I have to testify, I will.

Just call me.

Thank you, Etienne.

Elorie promised she'd draw me.

Can you remind her?

Yes, and you promised me

not to retire before she's grown up.

f*ck...

Mom?

Yes, sweetheart?

You're cold.

Thanks for being here.

Their homework is done.

Everything is ready.

Come relax.

-I need to talk to the kids.

-Why?

If Yann wins, I have to prepare them.

He won't win.

I'd bet anything. Don't talk to them.

Hadrien already feels trapped

between you two,

and you'll scare Elorie.

Come, I brought some good food.

You've made progress walking.

It's pretty good.

In a few months, it should be smooth.

A few months?

It'll go by quickly.

You still have to work on

using the computer.

I'm not worried at all.

I am.

I have to get everything right

before the hearing

with the family court.

That's a must.

OK, but if you go too fast,

you risk having an accident.

You'd lose everything.

-Let's keep going then.

-Let's.

In conclusion, to me,

Mrs. Lipetz embodies

the courage and determination

to progress.

She takes excellent care

of her children.

To her, I regularly entrust

my daughter,

who's the same age as hers.

Do I say you've never

insulted, tortured, or beaten her?

I even have to ask the principal.

I feel like I'm begging. It's awful.

Enough of this.

Let's recharge our batteries.

I'll get more wine.

I have something better.

There's a party at Les Voutes.

Not bad...

We haven't worked

on party reeducation yet.

No, that place is too crowded.

I'll be lost.

Who cares? You don't know them.

We can check it out at least.

You might have fun.

-Come on.

-Come on!

Go get more wine,

I'll need it.

She's back!

-Where are you going?

-Get drinks!

-Come on!

-No!

Yes. You love it.

I did, but there's no point now.

Why?

If you love it, may I?

It's been so long...

Your friend's right there.

If I suck, she'll get you out.

Come on!

That's awesome.

And he's handsome.

Beautiful. Look at this.

About this summer...

I was told that before going to Rome,

we should do

a little road trip in Tuscany.

We'd go through Florence, Siena,

and small villages.

What do you think?

-I'm not going to Italy.

-What?

I'm staying with Mom.

-Why?

-It's fine.

Tell me what's going on, Hadrien.

Hadrien?

I don't want to live with you.

I don't know what she told you...

She didn't tell me anything!

I'm not stupid, I get it.

Even Elorie understands

you want to take us.

Where's your sister?

-I don't know.

-Elorie?

-Elorie?

-Elorie?

Elorie?

Hello? Yes?

My daughter? Who are you?

Hello?

-Someone found Elorie.

-Who?

A hiker.

He brought her back to the beach.

-Is she OK?

-Yes, she's fine.

-Where is she?

-She's on the beach.

-I talked to her. She's waiting.

-OK, we're on our way.

Wait for me. Don't get lost.

Elorie!

Where were you, sweetie? Are you OK?

Your cake's a hit, sweetheart.

Do you think I should tell my lawyer

that Yann lost Elorie?

Maybe it's in your best interest.

But that's not like you.

I'll help you cross.

There!

I'd k*ll myself if I were you.

Well, that was nice.

There aren't enough people like you.

You're welcome. It's my pleasure.

Sure.

-A testimony?

-Yeah.

I'm sorry to ask you this,

but my divorce

is getting complicated.

My husband wants full custody,

and I have to defend myself.

He's questioning me

because of what's happening to me.

I should've known better,

because he had reported me

to CPS, so...

What's the matter?

He didn't report you.

-I did.

-You?

Mrs. Lipetz, please understand

that it is my duty

to report kids in difficulty.

But that's not the case.

If Elorie were to have

a serious accident

because of your blindness,

we could be blamed for doing nothing.

So you're worried about yourself.

I did what I thought was best.

Best?

How often have you seen Elorie's dad

since she's been here?

You think he's present?

Do you know how he manages

his day-to-day life?

I don't know

what your home is like either.

We have a right to wonder.

Look,

I know this is terrible for you.

You must understand

that your handicap

could harm your children.

The title sucks.

You think so?

"Adapting guarantees

the company's future."

-It sucks.

-OK, great.

But everything else is great.

I should've said that first.

Can I have hot chocolate?

Wait, hold on.

No, it's too late.

Do your reading. I'll finish,

then we'll have dinner, OK?

You were saying?

Putting people in handicap situations

is a great idea.

It's a nice change from

those bullshit role-playing games.

Totally.

It'll destabilize the managers,

just the way they like it.

Coming from you,

they'll take it seriously.

You're going to blindfold them.

It's going to be great.

HR is leaving the company.

No way!

She's argued Bruno.

Anyway, I don't know why.

-She's leaving.

-Great!

That's one less big obstacle.

No kidding!

I'll send you an email...

Elorie?

Elorie! What's going on?

Hadrien, are you here?

What's going on?

She burned herself with milk!

-What do you see?

-What do we do?

-What do you see?

-It's all red.

Any blisters?

No, it's just red.

Put it in water.

Get up there, honey.

We need to put water on it.

You can do it.

Breathe, breathe. Calm down.

I'll call Dad.

There's no need. I'm here.

I'll handle it, don't worry.

Hold my hand and squeeze it tight.

When I fell into the brambles,

I bit Grandma Ccile.

You can bite me if you want.

You'll be fine.

I'm sorry, Mommy.

It's OK, sweetie. It's OK,

don't worry.

I'm so proud of you.

You're a champ. Great job.

I thought I could face anything,

but...

And that's what you did.

If it had been more serious...

You would've called 911,

like everyone else.

-It's my fault.

-Of course, it wasn't.

House accidents happen everywhere.

You did everything right.

You did good.

Alexandra...

First, I wanted to apologize

for the last time

because I was still in shock.

It was new for me too.

I can assure you my proposal

is both realistic and effective.

Your adaptation experience

can indeed be relevant to managers.

They need to adapt to change too.

-But?

-There's no "but".

I can get my position back then?

Yes. Give me some time,

so I can also adapt,

but I want to work with you

as soon as possible,

so we can use your skills.

Thank you for saying "skills".

Here.

-Thanks.

-The pasta is overcooked.

I think it's just fine.

I don't like it.

You've always liked pasta.

This place is ugly.

Maybe that's because I haven't

unpacked or hung pictures yet.

Can you help me with that?

Do you have pictures of Mommy?

-I want Mommy.

-You just saw her.

I want to snuggle with Mommy.

You can't right now, honey, OK?

Do you want to snuggle with me?

If not, you know what will happen.

This little bug will go

all the way...

Daddy, I'm not in preschool anymore.

Wait,

what's this, Elorie?

What is it?

She burned herself?

I handled it.

You should've told me.

I can't call you every time

they pinch a finger

or get dust in their eyes!

That's what your husband

told his lawyer.

How would he know?

What I know

is that I was just told

that he referred

the matter to the judge

and wants an urgent hearing.

Look,

he got an apartment

close to your children's school,

he has a stable job,

his parents are available

and ready to help...

He ticks all the boxes.

Whether your daughter's injury

is serious or not won't matter.

Do you think I'm endangering

my children too?

I did everything I could.

I spent days learning to live

without seeing,

chasing testimonies,

getting my job back,

all while managing kids.

But that'll never be enough.

I just...

Could you trust me

at some point?

Or am I a lost cause

because I'm blind?

No, not at all.

Don't lecture me then.

I did nothing wrong.

It looks great on you, but...

What?

It's more appropriate

for a date than for court.

There's a pair of gray plaid pants.

-It was right there.

-Here it is.

I think that's it.

Black.

It'll look great with this.

No, not that.

I'll find something else.

-Is it ugly?

-It's not, but...

it has hearts.

Are the pants too business-like?

Should I wear a skirt instead?

I don't think so. This is nice.

Put this on.

No, that's ugly.

Look how ugly this is.

It looks like a napkin.

Myriam,

what outfit says

I can raise my kids?

Listen, Mr. Fereol,

this is no time for doubts.

Remember that you're doing this

for your children.

It won't be easy.

It's time to go.

One, two, three.

w*r!

You're cheating, Grandma!

I've never cheated in my life.

Yeah, right!

You always cheat against me!

Now I've heard it all!

You're such a liar!

It's your turn to play.

Go ahead...

These children will never benefit

from the care of a mother

who looks at their notebooks,

checks her teens' outfits,

captures a look

of sadness or distress...

Your Honor, I myself

have three young children,

and I can't tell you

how we make sure

none get lost at the park,

drowns at the beach,

sticks their fingers in a socket,

burns themselves,

or even swallows tiny objects.

A responsible mother must not impose

her drama on a daily basis

to her children.

She must understand

that they're not there

to compensate for her limits

and assist her.

A mother who wants

what's best for her kids

must have the courage

to give up custody to the father,

a father who has complete

freedom of movement,

in full capacity to deal

with life's myriad situations.

A protective, attentive,

ever-present father.

My client doesn't question

their father's abilities,

but every day, children confront us

with the unexpected,

and parents do what they can

to avoid accidents.

But nobody's infallible!

I don't want to further hurt a woman

who has already

been hit hard by life,

but her disability

is a real risk factor.

Life itself is a real risk factor.

Yes, but...

It seems to me that justice

is there to assess them

and limit them as much as possible.

The role of society and parents

is to keep children out of

everyday danger as much as possible.

But why consider a priori

that disability

is an inability

to protect one's children?

Disabled parents

are much more attentive

to anticipating risks,

to help their children

understand the dangers,

to teach them how to avoid them.

They teach them

to be vigilant and responsible.

I think that justice

should take this into account.

Not just justice!

Please excuse my client.

What she meant is that

the entire population

needs to learn that you can be

a parent while being disabled.

We got the best solution

for your kids.

Your ex-husband is approaching.

Shall I stay with you?

No, it's OK, thank you.

-I'll call you later.

-OK.

I didn't think it'd be this fierce.

What did you expect?

I'm sorry, Alex.

We should've talked.

This wouldn't have happened.

Isn't it what you wanted?

Shared custody will be nice.

It'll be nice.

I know. They'll have both of us.

It's OK, Yann, you can do it.

We can do it.