Divines

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Wot u doing?

I'm waiting! I'm cold!

We shall now look

at the deep meaning of this text...

Stop it and listen to your dad!

We worship You and beseech Your aid.

Guide us on the path of righteousness.

What are you looking at, bastard?

F*** off!

You looking at me?

Really? You looking at me?

Reckon you'll get married, Dounia?

Are you mental?

Me, get married?

Girl got attitude!

Maimouna!

I want some eye contact, Maimouna!

That's it!

We're at the Roma camp.

Where are you?

Been up all night.

-Great for school!

-No way!

Mrs. Labutte, we're out of it.

If you're a woman.

If you're a woman, I said.

If you're not...

forget it.

Don't help her!

Push her, push her!

Go, Maimouna, put on a show!

Classy...

She fell!

My, my, my Maimouna!

I said, my Maimouna!

She thinks she's a princess.

Many thanks!

Get off!

-Go on.

-I'm not going in.

We might find something sick.

We are not alone!

We are not alone!

-Look at my hands.

-What?

My hands are made for gold

because I'm the queen of the world!

Keep moving.

Come on.

Why do you want to join us

in this project?

So I can learn new things,

venture into the unknown.

It's a style

completely different from my own.

I've always relished a challenge.

Next!

Hello.

A total lack of technique.

No emotion, darling, no artistry.

It's mechanical, robotic...

There's no soul, I don't feel the soul.

I don't feel the dance!

Come on, let's go.

Come on!

A can, a bar of chocolate

and a lolly, only two euros.

I'll have some.

Here we go.

Chocolate bar...

Lighters?

-They're crap.

-What?

They run out too quick.

These are the best.

What d'you mean, crap?

Bics are sh*t next to these.

Just one click...

Crickets are the future!

They don't even have these in China yet.

Maimouna, pack up!

Get a move on.

The bell's rung.

It's door 206, second floor, on the right.

-That way?

-Okay.

I'll give you a little leaflet

against racism.

No, thanks.

"Have a good afternoon."

Have a good afternoon.

We'll start again, Dounia.

But this time,

remember something very important.

And that is...?

The smile.

We get it! We've done it ten times!

Dounia, please.

You got it?

I got it.

We'll start again.

Okay.

Stop acting silly.

Stop it, please.

With a smile!

Very funny, everyone's laughing.

This is for an exam!

Okay, start.

Your back against the backrest

and you sit up straight!

That's it. Thank you.

Can I take your name, please?

No, make things difficult for her.

There has to be a conflict.

I want to see her right away!

Deal with it.

Okay, I'll stay calm.

Listen, madam.

That won't be possible because...

-Why'd you do that?

-I didn't mean to.

-I saw you.

-I didn't mean to!

-No need to shout.

-What are you gonna do about it?

I'm being polite!

Stop now.

You're role-playing. It isn't real.

We know it isn't real.

-Sit down.

-Sit down, Jisca.

Dounia, you take her place.

Go on.

So...

What can I do for you?

Well, already...

You've forgotten the first thing.

Unforgivable!

You've forgotten the smile.

The first thing!

-The smile!

-Calm down.

Don't talk to me like that.

You could walk this exam.

Okay, sit down.

My mum's a hostess.

She didn't need your shitty exam.

Oh, yeah? What are you

going to do with your life?

Like everyone.

This isn't a gig!

That's what I'm talking about,

making money.

You see many millionaire receptionists?

Some do very well.

They're not millionaires.

Neither are you.

Can't you see I'm trying to help you?

Help us do what?

Become society's flunkeys?

Rules are necessary.

But you're too stubborn.

You don't want to learn.

So you'll never achieve anything

in your life.

Go and sit down.

What have you achieved?

What the f*** have you achieved?

Look at your clothes!

Go to the principal. That's enough.

What do you earn, 1,500 euros a month?

-Thirteen hundred!

-Eight hundred for your rent.

Three hundred for your shopping

at Leader Price.

She can't afford organic!

One hundred euros...

One hundred for energy,

twenty for Internet...

Your package holidays in Turkey...

Get out of here! Get out!

-Zilch left!

-When she gets to class...

she's like this!

Skint!

I don't wanna beg. I've got my pride!

Get out of my f***ing class!

I swear on my mother's life

I'll make more cash

than you've ever dreamed of!

In your entire life!

Even in your wildest dreams!

I'm never coming back

to this sh*t school!

I'll show you!

I'm gonna kill her.

She's busting my balls.

Come back.

I love you too!

Quitter!

Three vodka and oranges.

Stop drinking.

I'm going soon.

In your dreams.

I have to revise at Maimouna's.

You're not exactly studying for a PhD!

You can go to Maimouna's later.

They go to bed early.

Mum, the boss!

Boss...

you're so handsome!

Where's my drink?

Leave it.

Look how radiant my daughter is.

-Look how beautiful she is.

-Mum, you're embarrassing me!

Stop it!

Get out! Get out!

-Out!

-What are you doing?

Get off my mum! I mean it!

I'm not joking, you pig!

-Are you mad?

-Get out of here!

I'll burn your f***ing club down!

You sick f***ing pig!

Don't come back!

-I'll burn your club down!

-Don't come back!

You shame me here, at home,

everywhere!

This is work, so we can eat!

Take your mother and go home!

Mum, please behave!

Do you do it on purpose?

Hey, what are you watching?

-Leave him.

-Look away!

Let him look a bit.

That's what nightclubs should be like.

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