- What's his name? - Saïd.
Your mom's not Algerian - you're blond!
She's lying!
My blond cousin's dad comes from Kabylia.
- He's from Kabylia? - What?
- She doesn't know Algeria! - Sure I do.
- Who starts? - You two.
Why's it always us?
I lasted 37 seconds. Champion!
- You didn't. - I did.
31...
32.
33...
33.
Is that his boat?
How should I know?
- Elsa, feet off! - I know it is. We're connected.
Look what you did. It's all dirty. You're a pain in the ass!
Find something.
- What? - I cleaned the car.
He'll think we're gypsies!
Clean it. Rub hard.
With your mouth if you have to!
Is Grandpa Saïd just coming to see a doctor?
"Grandpa Saïd"?
Isn't he my grandpa?
Yeah, call him Grandpa Saïd. That'll teach him!
You look pretty, Mom.
Thanks, sweetie.
Shit, that must be your dad. He always calls at the wrong time.
We're late. What is it?
No, it's all in the fridge. Just take it out.
Yes, we're here. I don't know, an hour...
Put the barrette back. It looks nice.
I've felt sick since this morning.
No, I feel sick. OK, gotta go. Bye.
Will he walk all this way?
Yeah.
How will he recognize us?
Well, he'll recognize me.
- You're crushing my hand. - Sorry, hon.
He should recognize me.
Is he there? Which one is he?
Mom, which one is he?
Come on.
- What're you doing? - Shit, you scared me!
Make the most of your grandpa.
I was looking for you.
Well, I'm here.
Why say you worked in a jewelry store?
He's always liked jewelry.
- What're you up to? - Are you two doing it on purpose?
- I'm alone with him. - It won't kill you.
I was smoking.
I had enough of hearing about his kids.
I'm sick of it too.
You're his son-in-law, pal, so tough!
Come on.
Something wrong?
Your mom asked me to be here.
We keep pretending tonight, then I'll go.
I don't care. And I know you're going.
Come here.
- So, what grade are you? - 6th.
She works hard, like her dad.
- I'm not a baby. - Be nice.
- Right, Emilie? - What?
She works hard.
Yeah, sure!
- She tries... - Why "Emilie"?
Why "Emilie"?
It's my name.
I don't know Emilie.
Yeah, I changed it.
- Really? - Yeah.
Why?
Because it's normal here.
You changed your name, too?
That's totally different.
- Why? - He's Arnaud.
I'd have chosen something else.
Never see Algerians change their name here?
- Yeah. - It proves you've come a lot!
Do you know her name?
Why ask her?
- She doesn't. - Don't ask her.
So, she doesn't know.
Shit...
Pity...
Nice name.
Maybe for you, not for me.
I also pray sometimes.
That's good.
Who do you pray to?
I don't know.
Grandma Jacqueline said you weren't worth talking to.
I still prayed to you.
I knew you could hear me.
Your grandma wasn't happy in Algeria.
I didn't look after her well.
You can't look after everyone.
Why?
Mom says you have lots of other kids.
It must be difficult.
Hey...
Open the suitcase.
Do you like it?
What is it?
A hand that pushes away bad things.
It will look after you.
Really?
It'll protect me?
What're you playing at?
What're you doing?
My specialty.
You'll poison him!
No, it's a treat.
Is he very sick?
No, not very.
But he's not young. He has to be careful.
I'd like him to stay here.
- Your friends are here. - Yeah, I know.
Come on in.
"Come on in"?
I told them to come over.
You always play outside.
Elsa, I'm talking to you. Don't let them in.
They want to meet Grandpa.
- Emilie... - No!
I told them to.
Don't embarrass me in front of everyone! I said no.
Enough!
It's not open house. Play outside, as usual.
- Why? - Stop it.
I said no.
She's completely crazy.
Elsa, come and apologize.
- You off? - Yes!
- Can we go in? - No!
- Can't we see him? - No!
- He doesn't exist. - Shut up and fuck off!
She's crazy!
She's nuts...
Where were you? Why the row in front of your grandpa?
- I'm ashamed of you. - Of me?
Wait... You're ashamed of me? What's that?
What a beautiful ring!
- And is that a bracelet? - You're crazy!
You're losing it.
You lie all the time! Dad left us!
What do I lie about?
You don't sell jewelry. Your name's fake! Your name!
- Calm down... - No.
Calm down. Stop it.
What's your name? I'm not ashamed.
- Sweetie... - Tell me your name.
What good will it do you, huh?
Go on.
Tell me.
Aïcha.
You should've kept it.
Mom...
Yes, hon.
Do you speak Arabic?
Well, when I was a girl, like you... I knew a little...
How do you say "Fuck"?
Why do you ask?
You say it a lot, you must know.
Nonsense.
"Fuck" as in "Fuck off, you're a pain"?
Yeah.
But you mustn't say it, it's really rude.
What's that?
That means: "Don't say it, it's bad."
Too late, I know now.
Subtitles: J. Miller