WATER LILIES
That was the Tiny Tots team.
This ballet was presented by the junior team,
with Hélène,
Marie,
Nina,
Johanna,
Aïda,
Manon,
and their captain...
Floriane.
I was nervous because of my parents.
Are you OK?
I'm waiting until my swimsuit is dry.
I forgot my pants.
Sorry.
You took your time.
I had to wait for the hair dryer.
I'm a bit scared.
What level?
I don't know. Lousy.
Beginners.
You can enroll in September.
Hello.
Hello Floriane.
Can't I join now?
Bring those in a month with a doctor's note and a cheque.
- Goodbye. - Bye.
One is heavier.
My mum did the laundry.
There's a party tonight.
At one of the girl's houses.
Everyone's going.
The waterpolo guys... The synchronized girls.
18.2 cm. That's 20 mm more.
Great.
Shut up, it's good.
It's shit.
Want my 28?
I don't know why I bother anyway. I'm not normal.
Course you're normal.
One arm's longer.
Were you invited?
Where?
To the swimmer's party?
I know where it is.
I've gone easy on the lipstick. It'll get all over him.
I don't want to have sex right away, but I'm way behind on kissing.
I think countries where girls get married at 14 are cool.
I wouldn't be where I am now.
It's him I want to kiss.
What?
I saw your performance yesterday.
It was beautiful.
Really?
In what way?
I'd love to see you train.
Got some gum?
I need someone to let me in.
Come here.
Does my breath stink?
Sure?
Hi.
You alright?
Wait.
What do you want?
To get in.
What the hell for?
I want to watch.
You get me in, I'll owe you a favour.
Like what?
Anything.
I don't need anything.
Got your costume?
Then it's the pike.
Or will we do that one last?
We'll do that one later.
Shall we start again?
Come in. You'll see better.
How can you?
I mash them up into a disgusting pulp.
That's stupid.
Oh no. Boys are all eyes when a girl eats a banana.
Everyone knows that.
You don't care. You've gone over to the other side.
You mean where girls eat bananas?
That's what they say...
That you've done it,
with loads of boys.
Yeah, it's true.
And I love it.
About that favour...
What?
Come to my house tonight.
Where do you live?
- Hi. - Hi.
It's Marie,
from swimming.
What are we doing?
Walking.
Where are we going?
Not far.
You managed it.
Wait here for me.
Walk me back and we're quits.
You were ages.
You can come tomorrow.
At the pool, 7 o'clock.
Can I sit here?
Got the money?
Is it OK?
Don't worry. He can't say no to me.
I said you're my cousin.
What did he say?
That we look alike.
You want a massage, Floriane?
No, I'm OK.
Go on, it'll help you relax.
There's no time.
Yes, there is.
You'd better go.
Your friend's playing the slag agin.
She's not my friend.
You're better off.
Come on. Get ready.
Let's go.
Inspection, girls!
Shoddy work, Natacha.
I didn't have time.
Will you say that to your husband? "I didn't have time."
We're on in 5 minutes.
Come on.
You can sit there.
Water ballet number 5.
7.3; 7.0;
7.0;7.4;7.2.
The routine was presented by the Stade Français swimmers.
No, the pattern formation was fantastic!
And the spin was together.
Hey girls! 3, 4...
Happy?
Come round tomorrow? Like the other day?
OK.
I'm mad at you.
I looked all over. Where've you been?
Don't say you're not coming in.
I was with my cousin.
You like your family now?
I had no choice.
You're by yourself?
Mum's working nights.
Come in, bitch.
- You're slobbering. - So are you.
Take more.
- Good morning. - Good morning, how are you?
I'm fine. Is Max there, please?
I'll bring him back.
Really?
François!
I'm walking my dog.
See you in an hour.
I won't be here.
Where will you be?
Someplace else.
I'm not coming anymore.
Sort your fucks out alone!
Hang on.
I haven't slept with him.
None of my business.
Or slept with anyone.
It's not what people say.
I promise, Marie.
That swimming teacher, who gave me a massage...
He never lets up and corners me in the changing rooms.
He says he loves me. What a joke.
But always seeing me half-naked drives him mad.
We kissed once, which hasn't helped.
I only did it to wind up the bitches.
So they're all bitches?
They don't like me, so I don't like them.
Girls don't like me.
You know the pool guy...
One day I was training alone,
holding my breath underwater,
and I saw two hairy legs appear.
And...
He got his cock out,
showing it to me.
I suppose a hard on in cold water is flattering.
Gross.
That's life.
You must have stories like that.
Go on, tell.
Really?
Nothing?
You're lucky, Marie.
Very lucky.
See you then.
See you.
I'm not tired.
Me neither.
Come on in.
That's for you.
Try it on.
Here?
Don't play shy.
The ceiling is proabably the last thing most people see.
For at least 90% of people that die.
For sure.
And when you die,
the last thing you see is printed in your eye.
Like a photo.
Imagine the number of people with ceilings in their eyes.
Ceilings will never feel the same.
I was with François.
It's always the same.
Things get hot, I run away.
The poor guy's lost.
Just tell him.
I can't.
You don't want to do it, don't.
I have to.
Where'd you read that?
All over my face, apparently.
He finds out I'm not a real slag, it's over.
Go horse riding then.
That's to have abortions.
I'll find an older guy I don't know.
Where will you find one?
I don't know.
In a club.
That's horrible.
It's over in 10 minutes.
Come with me.
To watch you have it off?
Your hair down suits you.
I'm off.
My friend needs to hurry up.
Her Daddy's waiting.
What?
Yeah, her daddy.
He was worried about perverts picking us up.
Bye bye, daddy.
Thanks.
That arsehole was a bad kisser.
Wait.
I want to ask you something...
not quite normal.
Who cares about being normal.
It should be you.
I would like...
you to be the first.
You get rid of it,
remove it for me. Then it'll be real.
I can't do that.
Please, Marie.
That one's nice.
And this one?
Not bad.
Cover me.
You're on your own.
Hello.
Can I help you?
I've other ones.
Bye.
Look, it's like in Peau d'Ane.
It's a horse that shits diamonds.
Pretty close. I nearly swallowed it ten times.
You're walking funny.
My new jeans are a bit tight.
- Hello. - Hello.
I'll have a Happy Meal.
- How old are you? - 15.
You're too old.
That's stupid! It's all I want.
- It's for kids. - Forget it.
But it's crazy!
You need ID now to get a cheaper burger?
- Let's go. - No, I want the toy.
It's cool mini-binoculars.
Excellent.
I can see your pores.
Great.
You coming swimming after?
No.
You say that, then I see you there.
We don't need to do everything together.
Nor separately either.
I'm sick of your childish crap.
Says you, Mrs. No Boobs.
You've had boobs since primary school. They're phoney.
They're all fat.
That's nasty.
I'm fed up with you.
You're a burden.
OK guys!
Out!
Look what he gave me.
Fasten it.
I don't believe in it anymore. Do you?
No.
I'm in deep shit.
He wants to see me tonight. My parents are out.
I'll do it.
What you asked.
Wait.
I've got to go.
Thanks for everything, Marie.
Hi.
Thanks for the necklace.
You're welcome.
You're alone?
Can I come in?
We mustn't split up, Marie.
I do daft things by myself.
You coming to the pool party?
No.
Go on.
Stay with me.
No.
I must go.
François is going.
Stop daydreaming.
He's with her.
They did it last night.
Not true.
Yes it's true.
Get it into your head.
Forget your stupid princess dreams.
It's not true.
Yeah, right.
He told me.
Like he talks to you.
We slept together.
He came over and slept with me.
He sleeps with me, she doesn't want to.
Maybe he likes me a bit.
It doesn't matter.
There's still my first kiss.
Me too, you know...
I love someone too.
Who is it?
Do I know him?
No.
You'll be OK?
Hold on.
I quite like you.
Right let's split.
I can't leave yet.
Come on.
I'm staying.
By yourself.
I'm not by myself.
Someone's waiting for me.
You sure she is?
Come home with me. No one likes her.
Bye.
- What are you up to? - Nothing.
- Come with me. - It's good here.
What's up?
I want to ask you something.
Come here.
Come, Marie.
So you see...
It wasn't so difficult.
I'm going back in.
Not bad, is he?
If he's a jerk, come and rescue me.