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to irreversible degradation,

to the point of self-destruction.

- Everybody stop.

Uh, young man, please come back

when the class is over.

Split up.

Girls on the left,

guys on the right.

I said split up!

Guys right, girls left!

Ok, guys out.

Girls, stay here.

I said move!

Go on! Go on!

Outside, outside!

Out! Out!

Hey, hey!

Some guy just took

all the girls hostage!

You have to call the police!

Some guy just took all the girls

hostage on the second floor!

Call the police, hurry!

- Are you kidding?

Hurry up!

Go, go!

It's gonna be ok.

Sorry!

Put pressure on it.

I'll be right back.

Thank you.

An ambulance is on the way.

F***.

I'll be right back.

Hey, J-F!

Want a beer?

Oh, honey!

What a nice surprise!

Hi, mom.

You ok?

- Yeah.

It's good to see you.

I'm really happy that you came.

You should visit more often.

Your aunt Simone

was asking about you.

How's she doing?

Fine.

So, it looks like

Claude and Martin

are coming for dinner

on the 24th.

You have plans for Christmas?

Nothing yet.

Exams were postponed

until mid-January.

Your father is still having

his New Year's Eve party.

Your brothers will be there.

Are you going?

I don't know.

What are you gonna do?

The usual.

You can come if you like.

It was good.

I should get back.

You're not staying for supper?

- No, I can't.

- You're not sleeping here?

I have to study.

If you need anything,

you know I'm here.

Thanks.

I worry about you.

You always worry.

Split up.

Girls on the left,

guys on the right.

I said split up!

Guys right, girls left!

Ok, guys out.

Girls, stay here.

I said move!

Go on! Go on!

We'll settle this outside.

Out! Out!

Do you know why you're here?

No.

You're gonna be engineers.

You're a bunch of feminists.

I hate feminists.

It's not true. We're not feminists.

We've never fought-

I can't move.

I can't move.

I'll get help.

No!

We have to play dead.

He's coming back!

Close your eyes.

I'm so sorry, Val.

I should have stayed.

It's not your fault, Jeff.

It's not your fault.

It's not your fault, Jeff.

Are you feeling sick?

My tummy hurts.

Having nightmares again?

Hey, dad?

Yeah, how are you?

Uh, as usual.

Eric is doing great.

Yeah well, he just got

a big promotion, so...

yeah, he's very happy.

I'm doing great, yeah.

And mom, how is she?

No. No, just to see

how you were doing.

Uh...

not until september at least.

No, no. Dad?

Dad, I cannot hear you.

Dad, it's breaking up.

No. Ok, I'll call you

this weekend anyway.

Ok, love you.

Bye!

As I write this letter,

I know it will never be read.

We don't know each other

but we are closely connected.

I'm writing you because today,

for the second time in my life,

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