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I'm waiting for Lucie.

We'll see after.

Go on.

Lea, can you go

get my shoes, please?

Open the door!

Hurry up.

Open up!

I'll escape anyway!

Open the door!

You'll keep an eye on them?

Don't worry.

Thanks.

Open!

I'll break the door down!

And run away!

Open!

- Open!

- Fouad.

Fouad, stop it.

Backup, I'll open the door.

What's the matter?

Huh?

Where are you going?

Wait.

Let me go.

Stop!

Let go!

I'll let you go.

Let me go!

I'll lei you go.

But first,

tell me where you want to go.

Calm down.

What are you doing?

Where are you going?

I'm leaving!

Where to?

My house!

Where's your house?

Paris.

He can't, it's too far.

Shut up!

No one asked you!

None of that in this house!

Got it?

Go, Lea. We need to talk.

What's wrong, Fouad?

Hmm?

What is it?

I want to go.

You want to call home?

There's no one in my home.

What's the matter with here?

Is it because she told you off?

Hmm?

But you were misbehaving.

You spilt the paint.

You caused trouble.

Didn't you spill the paint?

It's not the paint.

What is it, then?

Is it because I'm here?

Hmm?

You want me to leave?

Hello, ma'am.

How's it going?

Fine.

The plane was late.

He's here, then?

Yes.

Here.

Where did you park it?

Right there.

Where?

There.

You shouldn't leave this

in the car, it's risky.

Did you go to the hospital?

Yes.

How was she?

Same as usual.

Fouad's not with you?

Why?

He asked me to go pick him up.

He didn't want to stay there.

I got upset with him.

With both of them.

I'll take him home

with me tonight.

No reason to make a fuss.

He's never called me like that.

I've never yelled like that.

Anyway, I promised.

Okay, I shouldn't have.

We'll make up tonight.

If you come tonight,

call me first.

Corn, hot corn!

What?

Hot corn!

Fouad, stop it!

Here.

Give him this. Careful.

Here.

I don't want any.

You cut your hand!

No, I didn't.

Yes, you did.

You're bleeding!

Ahmad! He cut his finger!

Is that better?

Lucie!

Ahmad'?

How did you know it was me?

I knew you were coming today.

My little Lucie...

Lucie, want seconds?

No, thanks.

No?

Come on, have some.

You won't get real Ghormeh

Sabzi again soon.

Unless you marry

two nice Iranian guys.

And you, Fouad, an Iranian girl.

How's that sound?

- More?

- Thanks.

What are Iranian girls like?

Iranian girls.

They look like me...

But they're girls.

Like this!

You like that?

They do this all the time?

- And they have a beard?

- No!

You want to go

to Iran with Ahmad?

Uh, what's it like'?

You always come home so late?

Just to sleep.

Really?

I have nowhere else

to spend the night.

Why don't you

want to sleep here?

Same as you.

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