What's she doing, for God's sake?
Your mother didn't sleep at all.
-Is she with that punk? -What if something happened to her?
-Do you know this boy? -No.
I didn't know anything.
We trusted you.
Staying out all night at her age...
I'm going out, and I will find her.
We stay closed today.
-What do I tell Uncle Paul? -Nothing.
This stays between us.
He'd just lecture us.
We'll deal with this.
There is one thing you can do.
Yes?
Get me the boy's name.
VOLTAIRE HIGH SCHOOL
Paul.
It was Michèle, your own niece,
who told everybody about Jeanne.
I know, I'll talk to her.
No, Paul!
Frogs in the hallway,
salacious magazines in class.
Never mind your nephew blinding another student.
And now your niece is threatening our reputation.
I have always let you to do your job your way, but there are limits!
I will talk to Michèle.
-I'll see her in my office today. -Yes, sir.
I'm counting on you.
Simone.
-Michèle wasn't home last night. -Shit.
Tell me, who was she seeing?
-And how does Descamps know? -I...
I know you know.
Tell me or I'll ask Descamps.
It's Laubrac. Alain Laubrac. He is in our class.
-He's a student? -Yes.
But, Jean-Pierre, he wasn't here yesterday.
The night you were grounded,
Michèle asked me to let him know.
Why didn't you tell me?
-I didn't know! -What will he do to her?
She's not a child.
Yeah, right.
Where does he live?
Ask Pichon.
Paul.
Not now.
I need to speak to Michèle.
-Morning, Miss Palladino. -Morning, sir.
Where's Michèle?
She must be running late.
Have a good day. Goodbye, sir.
-Are you Pichon? -Yes.
Do you know where Laubrac lives?
Mr. Bellanger?
Sorry, I'm looking for Jean-Pierre Magnan.
He wasn't in class.
Is everything okay?
I'm afraid not, Miss Couret.
BUTCHER'S
Gone?
With Laubrac?
I went to the farm.
You went to Colombier's?
Do you know him?
I... I can't believe this.
She didn't sleep here? Why didn't you tell me?
Who didn't tell us she wasn't in school yesterday?
We trusted you.
You didn't even notice the boy was missing too.
I'm not there to...
What? Look after them?
This happened in your school!
With the students you go on and on about!
And you didn't even notice.
Who is this boy?
He's a good kid.
Really? He kidnapped our daughter!
I'll find them.
I know Laubrac. I'll find them.
We have to hurry.
If people find out she left with that degenerate...
Summer vacation is two days away.
If she's not back by then,
just say she went to her cousin's for the summer.
No one will know.
We just need to get through the next two days.
Ever open a bottle with your sword?
It's called a foil.
If you're just gonna say stupid things...
No, we want to support you.
Pichon!
Can I talk to you?
If it's quick.
-See you later. -Be right back.
Laubrac's been out for two days. I'm worried.
He's probably sick.
-He's never missed school. -Maybe it's the farm.
-Can you come with me? -To the farm?
Just to check.
-Tomorrow. -Please.
I can't right now. We're going to Didier's fencing competition.
Please, something's wrong.
I really can't.
It's fine, I'll go alone.
Annick! Wait!
Guys, I have to go. See you tomorrow.
-What about Didier? -My competition?
Jeanne!
Is everything okay?
Yes.
Paul left, there was a family emergency.
I guess not everyone knows.
Tell him I still want to talk to Michèle.
He knows why.
Do you know where they went?
Tell me, is everyone gonna come here asking me the same thing?
I already told your friend I didn't know.
Alain isn't my problem anymore.
Leaving like that...
He can go to hell. With or without his girl.
Go on now. I have work to do.
Alain and Michèle.
-And you knew? -We can't say anything.
-They'll be in so much trouble. -I won't say anything.
They just left. That's crazy.
Laubrac's quite the character.
But very reliable, don't worry, they'll be fine.
With the dean's niece!
I wish I'd known.
Thank you for coming with me.
Annick.
Since we're alone, I wanted to tell you...
-Annick, I... -Colombier is such an jerk.
Alain worked for him for months.
-Have you ever worked on a farm? -No.
I could never work on a farm.
It's crazy.
Your hands are always dirty, and your nails too.
My mom used to work on a farm...
Who do you think you are?
-Are you a cop? -Are you lost?
I'm a friend of Alain's.
-A friend? Yeah, right. -It's true.
I found him the job with Colombier and got him into school.
Now he's ruining everything. I need to find him.
"Ruining everything"? What do you mean by that?
Are you saying we're losers?
I couldn't care less about you.
Help me or the cops will be after him.
Jacques, tell him, the old man looks worried.
What? That we saw Alain and Michèle yesterday.
-You know Michèle? -Yeah.
She came to one of our races.
She wasn't into bikes, but he was really into her!
Laubrac in love, priceless!
Alain tried to sell his bike to some shady guy.
I told him not to sell it so cheap, but he needed cash.
Cash? Why? To go where?
No idea.
Maybe to the Land of Idiots!
Yes? Hello?
Hello, Germaine, it's Jeanne.
Is Paul with you?
Michèle is missing.
She ran away with some punk.
Paul is looking for them.
Call me if you hear anything.
Of course.
That was your aunt.
Paul didn't tell her.
What is she doing, for God's sake?
Children...
We do everything for them, and this is the thanks we get!
-How are you? -What?
How do you think I am?
My mom can't sleep, the store is closed.
Martine asked why Michèle wasn't here.
-Did you tell her? -No. I said she was sick.
Good.
But a flu in June?
It's last day of school. It'll be fine.
We can't say anything. Her reputation's at stake.
My parents want to say she's with cousins.
We'll do what they say.
And we should stop seeing each other.
What?
Things are too complicated right now, so we can't see each other.
Wait, are you breaking up with me?
Yes, it's over.
Look, we just saw it. She whistles, you come running.
-It was an emergency. -Yeah, right.
Was her house on fire?
No, but it was important.
What was it then, Mr. President?
-I can't tell you. -It must be classified.
Let me tell you something,
you do whatever Annick asks you to do,
but if it was the opposite...
What do you mean?
She's using you. You're in love, she's leading you on.
-That's not true. -Yes, it is.
Did you find them?
You know?
You didn't come home, so I called your sister.
I looked for them all night.
So, they're really together?
Yes.
And I didn't see it.
I didn't see anything at all.
You can't see everything.
Who knows?
No one.
We just have to get through the day.
As long as no one here knows, Michèle's reputation is safe.
I don't know if they'll come back.
Michèle is just embarrassed about what she said, so she's hiding.
No.
It has nothing to do with you, or us.
They're in love.
They really love each other.
Germaine and Gérard found out.
Michèle knew what that meant, so they left.
They want to be free.
That's exactly what I said to Laubrac.
To choose to be happy.
In a way, he listened.
Sorry.
I'm sorry. Excuse me.
-Yes? -Miss Couret, I...
There are young people here...
who've understood what life is about...
before me.
But it's never too late.
And so...
I love you.
I have from the beginning.
I've never felt more alive than since I've known you.
And... that's it.
Maybe it's too late to tell you, but...
I needed to.
I... You... I...
I love you.
Tomorrow, after the ceremony, school is over!
Let's leave these trifles behind, open your eyes, be amazed
at the sight of these grand hills. Such a beautiful scene...
He holds himself high...
So, Mr. Magnan, are you ready for your exams next week?
I'm working on it, sir.
I hope you'll be better prepared than you were for the competition.
I can't wait to grade your work.
Maybe it'll be your turn to be humiliated.
Paul!
I'm still waiting to see your niece.
Have you talked to your wife?
There's nothing to say.
Do you realize she could lose her job?
Imagine what people would think if they heard that our nurse
was a woman of loose morals.
It's not coming from me. Your niece started these rumors.
Any responsible principal would end Jeanne's contract for less.
Of course.
But, sir, Michèle is unwell.
She's staying with a cousin to get some rest.
She won't be back until September.
As for this silly story,
since when do we take a student's word for anything?
So you can be a "responsible principal,"
but if you fire Jeanne, I will be leaving with her.
-Surprise! -How did you know my parents were away?
Solange's friend is in your sister's dance class.
What are you doing on the floor?
No, please. Not the bottles!
Hi, I'm Héloïse.
-You're Pichon's sister? -Yes.
Your house is so big!
And Annick? Did anyone tell her about the party?
-Name? -Magnan.
-First name? -Michèle.
DEPARTMENT OF JUSTICE INFORMATION CONCERNING
-Age? -Fifteen.
Description.
She has strawberry blond hair, blue eyes, 5'4".
She took two sweaters. One is purple wool...
She packed some things?
Yes.
So she decided to leave?
Well, not exactly...
She was influenced by a hoodlum.
You made it sound like an abduction.
If she ran away, she's responsible.
What are you doing here? Aren't you going to the surprise party?
-What party? -At Pichon's.
-No, I have to work. -Shame. I hear the house is cool.
So you broke up with Simone?
-So, can I go for it? -What do you mean?
Try my luck.
I gotta go. All the girls are there.
Pichon can dance!
Pichon! I already rang the bell.
-Are you sure he lives here? -I think so.
-You decided to come? -Is it closed?
Yes.
Pichon!
-Hi. -Does Pichon live here?
Yes, but we can use the side door.
-Let's go. -Are you Annick?
-Yes. -I go to Voltaire.
You're a fencer, he's a dancer.
We didn't know you could dance!
Yeah.
Annick...
See you later.
Annick, you have to dance with me.
I don't have to do anything.
But I'm a great dancer.
Maybe, but I don't like to dance.
Just one dance. You owe me for yesterday.
I never dance. I really don't like it.
You could dance with Martine or...
Or Françoise, they seem to love it.
He has to face reality.
-Here, Henri. -You see?
-She doesn't like to dance. -Yeah, right.
It's not her thing.
-Where is Simone? -No idea.
My dad wants me to study math, but I prefer philosophy.
Philosophy is for nerds.
-What are you gonna do? -Philosophy.
Do you know him?
-Where's Simone? -No idea.
-Have you seen Simone? -No.
Simone, can I talk to you?
Come.
-Do you want to dance? -No, thanks.
Have you heard from Michèle?
No.
Can I have the next dance?
I don't think so.
I didn't mean what I said.
Well, you could have been nicer about it, but you were right.
I was an idiot. I was confused because of Michèle.
I understand, but I think it's better this way.
-Wait, Simone. I'm sorry. -Careful.
Simone, I... I didn't mean what I said.
Things are just complicated, don't make me pay forever.
Let's just forget it and go back to how we were. Okay?
I don't want to make you pay.
There was a time that that would have broken my heart,
but, earlier, I didn't feel anything.
What are you talking about?
I was very much in love with you,
-but... -Come on, Simone!
You and me, it's...
I can't live without you.
You're funny, beautiful, smart, you understand everything,
you show me things I wouldn't see otherwise.
I don't care what my parents think. I want to be with you. I love you.
Jean-Pierre, I'm sorry.
Simone! Simone!
-You coming? -Be right there.
Did you get some sleep?
Yes.
And I brought you your jewelry.
Turn around.
Do you think the teachers know about me?
Don't worry.
There.
How do I look?
Like every year, I'll be the most envied husband at school.
You're looking remarkably handsome!
Maybe people will envy me this year.
Come on.
Hello.
Mr. and Mrs. Bellanger.
Mrs. Jacquet, how are you?
I'm very well, thank you.
How's your son?
He is in Paris.
Paris is such a big city.
-Paris... -A toast to summer!
-To summer! -To summer!
-Here's to next year. -No, to summer.
-Just look at her. -Miss I-Don't-Dance.
-I can't stand her. -It's pathetic.
She's just looking for attention.
Mint soda?
I know about Laubrac and Michèle.
I haven't told anyone.
Do you know where they are?
No.
It's the only thing from Cuba my dad tolerates.
Can we have one?
Don't you want to sit with us?
We were just talking.
Is that guy Dupin's older brother?
I didn't know that.
Let's do ladies' choice, so you can ask him to dance.
Are you crazy? I could never do that.
Anyway, is Dupin a nice guy?
No.
-Lamazière wanted to dance with you. -I don't dance.
Go tell him. We're not your secretaries.
-What's wrong with your friend? -She's not my...
Maybe don't be so rude next time.
They can't abolish the high school diploma.
They're already eliminating the final exam.
That was planned for a while.
That doesn't mean they'll get rid of the diploma.
That has nothing to do with it!
You want some?
No.
Let's go for a smoke.
No, thank you.
Why not?
-Where are you going? -To the bathroom.
-Can I come with you? -No, thank you. Goodbye.
She's crazy!
Are you okay?
Think dancing with him was a good idea?
Are you upset with me? It was just one dance.
Just one dance?
Come on!
You ask me to ditch my friends when you need me,
and I do it.
I ask for one dance, and you say no.
So you want to dance?
Let's go then.
You know what you're doing.
The guys were right. You're using me.
But...
-we're friends. -No, we're not.
We were never friends.
A friend wouldn't ask me to bail on my friends.
I never forced you.
Or take her clothes off and make me to watch.
So go dance, I never want to see you again.
Ever. You're so selfish.
-You can open it. -Does your dad have a sword?
Wanna dance, Pichon?
...missed each other.
But guess who was there, in his nice car?
How are you, sweetheart? How was the party?
-Not great. -Oh, well.
Anyway, it was Robert!
Robert...
Robert, who disappeared without a word!
Anyway, if a man can admit he's wrong,
a woman has to do the noble thing.
And, who knows, maybe the flat tire was a sign.
We had a deal.
True. But what are you gonna do?
You're both so hard to resist.
-We'd love to have you over for dinner. -Sure.
When are we having the Germains over?
Paul, let's go home.
I'm going to clean up.
I won't sleep anyway.
I'll wait then.
No, don't worry.
We did what we needed to do.
See you tonight.
Shall we say Friday?
My wife will make her beef stew.
-Sounds wonderful. -It's the best in town.
Paul?
We'll be in great shape for tomorrow's ceremony!
Who cares? We rock!
After the exams, it's summertime!
Let it go.
Simone.
Simone!
I love you, Simone.
I need you, Simone.
I'll tell my parents. I don't care what they think.
I need you. You can't dance with him.
You have to dance with me.
You can't dance right now.
Not well anyway. Give me that.
I love you! I'm crazy about you!
Pichon! Pichon! Pichon!
I'm not sure I can make a woman happy.
"Make a woman happy"?
I don't have much experience.
Didn't you say that we learn every day?
Come on, Jean-Pierre. Help me a little.
Simone.
-I love you. -Sure. We can talk about it later.
No, not later. I want to talk now.
-I'm tired. I want to go home. -Come on.
I made up a story to convince my aunt to let me go out.
I'd like to be able to stand by my lie.
So, let's go. Give me your hand.
-One, two, three, go! -Go!
There you go.
Well done.
Come on.
Let's go.
We're here, look.
My head's spinning.
Careful, Jean-Pierre.
Simone, can you hear me?
-Come on, get up. -I love you.
-Get up. -Simone, I love you.
-Come on. -What's going on here?
Simone, I still love you.
-Jean-Pierre, get in now. -Hi.
-Now! -Okay.
You should be ashamed.
Get in.
Simone, I'll fail my exams,
so that we can be in the same class next year.
-Jean-Pierre! -Fine.
Thank you.
It's time for you to be free
This letter is to announce my resignation from my responsibilities as school nurse
Hello, everyone.
Thank you for coming.
I hoped to end the school year on...
I read your letter.
You can't quit.
But our students always have the last word.
The principal is the only one who knows about the movies.
And the year is over now.
I had a visit this morning
from the police.
Some of you may know Alain Laubrac, from class one.
He's run away.
The police are looking for him.
This incident
wouldn't be as worrying if Mr. Laubrac hadn't brought along with him
one of our new students.
Michèle Magnan.
Paul and Jeanne have my full support.
I also want to say that
the despicable and slanderous rumors
she spread about Jeanne, her own aunt, are obviously wrong,
and it shows that Michèle has chosen a dangerous path
full of lies and depravity.
We won't let them win.
We stick together.
It can never be said enough
that the family values,
that have made France...
...it's clear that
mixing girls and boys in school has had disappointing results.
Therefore, together with the Academy, we have decided
to not repeat the experiment.
The girls will not be coming back next year.
Where do you think they are?
I don't know.
DESTINATION PARIS