La famille Belier

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Hey, Loulou. It's over.

You're brave, huh.

It is very strong.

It is fine.

Good thing you called me.

If she doesn't start eating again by tomorrow

can I call you?

Sure.

Thank you.

Let me take care of that.

Thank you.

How are we going to call it?

[Sign language:
]

White Night.

This calf is black!

You a racist?!

I love you too.

Mom, I am not 4 year old anymore. Bye.

Did you do the homework for tomorrow?

Alexis, gosh!

Thank you.

This costs 20% more than last time.

We can't afford it!

You know, our cows don't know the difference

between your pellets and others',

but we ...

Oh, that's great.

Thank you very much, that's nice.

Goodbye and say hi to your wife.

So ...

[In Spanish] Who can explain

the metaphor of the windmills

used by Cervants?

Yes, Karen?

Cervantes said that Don Quichotte...

Quixote, Karen!

Don Quixote engaging into useless fights

- with the windmills seems...

- Yes?

- You have a good morning, miss Blier?

- Yes, ma'am.

- Miss.

- Miss...

You just come home from vacation

and you're already tired?

- Uh ...

- Yes?

I seem still in Spanish time.

It's afternoon nap time now in Spain.

Very funny!

Get out!

Go take a nap at home!

Continue, Karen.

The mills are like monsters.

The author shows

the weakness...

Good girl!

- Come on!

- You want to swap family?

Whenever you want! I'm tired of my brothers!

It's like living with a rugby team.

- Each has his own shit.

- Stop!

- And your mother, she's hot.

- Hi, Mathilde.

Who is it?

- Are you OK?

- Yeah.

- Who is it?

- Gregory.

- You have not slept with him?

- I won't tell you.

- And Kamel?

- We broke up yesterday before the math class.

- And him?

- After the math class.

- He is very caring. He first...

- You're disgusting!

Now what?

- Everyone hears you!

- Nah.

We choose what? choir, pottery, theater?

Gabriel!

Make an effort...

so that we have a class together!

Are you listening?

- Yeah.

- Stop with your Parisian style.

I take the choir.

He's so pretentious.

Well, girls.

We decided?

What's your problem,

Harry Potter?

Thank you.

- So?

- Choir.

- Choir?

- Yeah.

I'm doing a party Saturday night.

A Saturday party. A party ...

- Hi.

- Is that a joke?!

She ignores us!

- She just keeps her stuff!

- Let her die!

- You come to my home this weekend?

- Yeah!

Shit, my parents.

- Ok.

- We pick you up after market?

No, I'll come by bike.

- Bye, bitch.

- Bye, bitch.

Stop honking, Dad.

It makes you look like a mongoloid!

No need to share

our happiness with everyone!

Stop the music!

We go to the doctor.

It's gone.

[Sign Lang.] Respect your rights

and others.

- Hey, Paula, is this a Techno Parade?

- Come on, stop!

- [S.L.] This your beauty contest?

- Yes, for you. But nothing to do with this.

Come on, Daddy.

Stop! Let's go!

Come on!

He works at the post office, his father?

So, it's not getting better.

I don't understand.

I apply the cream every night

in my... vagina.

Your mother's thrush has spread.

Did your father use the cream I gave him?

Dad, do you apply the cream

the doctor gave you?

Hoo, hoo! The cream?

You use it, yes or no?

- No?

- Why?

When I applied it,

my thing became... lumpy.

I have a vagina on fire!

Like mushrooms everywhere!

I'll make you some good fried mushrooms.

You'll see. Oh!

Stop!

- I'm sorry.

- It's OK.

He must apply the cream,

or the problem will not go away.

You have to put the cream.

It's very important.

And no more sex...

For how long?

3 weeks.

Why can't you agree?!

Let me tell you this!

You are not animals!

They knew that.

And how about you, Paula?

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