BY A HAIR Tell me what you think.
It’s really not bad. And I’ll take… Shit! …two lamb chops, please. Two chops. – When do your grandkids arrive?
– This weekend. Grab the white sausages. They’ll love them. Your answering machine
still doesn’t work. Yes, I’m going to fix it. Your total comes to 38.50. The sausages are on me. Of course. Of course she hasn’t… – Pumpkin, the sausages!
– Right! It’s going well with Elodie? Yes, she can bone a lamb
like no one else. Shit, shit… Damn it! – Elodie!
– Yes! And her studies? Going very well. Now Mrs. Bernadoux, prick the sausages, or they’ll explode. Thank you. Goodbye Elodie. Goodbye Mrs… Dad, can you give me my pay for the last two Saturdays, please? Yes, I’ll get it. I’m not coming home for dinner tonight. There’s a concert at the Luna. You’re going to the Luna?
It’s full of thugs. Thugs? Can you please stop calling me pumpkin? Be home by midnight.
Call me if you need anything. Dad, I’m an adult. You haven’t been one for very long. – Can I get you a drink?
– No, thanks. – What about you?
– No way, I’m clean. I’d have said yes,
but I did it 2 days ago. Me too. When is your thing? In four days. It’s June! You could’ve found someone in December. – You’re in deep shit, girl.
– Totally. You’ll perform 3 treatments,
drawn at random. Once you draw your test,
get started straight away. And heat up the wax right away.
Every year someone forgets. As for the way armpit hair grows… How hairy is your model? My friend is pissed. Three weeks without shaving
is a lot. Who is your model? Stop talking. This is the last revision
before the practical exam. Tamara? Elodie?
I need the names of your models. The list goes to the board today. Already shaved. Sorry. Put your phone away!
You’ll get radiation. They say the rays attack your brains. Brain, Dad.
“Brains” are for the butcher’s shop. Well, it’s not good. Not a lot. I don’t like it. – I used her recipe.
– I don’t like it anymore. Let’s leave early on Wednesday. Yes, we’ll get to your thing early. My “thing” is my exam
because it’s called an exam. It’s fortunate
that it’s near the market. Yes, I know. Luckily I got a spot because I have to close the shop
for your “exam”. – Why don’t you like it anymore?
– Because. You should get a trainee! Trainees have no idea
how to hold a knife nowadays. Try it. You constantly yelled at the last one.
How could he learn? You used to like it.
Now it’s like you fire them on purpose. What purpose? Go on, try it! Taste it! So? It’s the same recipe as before. The same. Stop with “before”. There’s too much salt. Don’t forget about customer service. Even if the model is your friend,
throughout the exam, ask them how they are doing,
like you would at a salon. The examiners look at everything.
Not only your technique but also the way you talk and behave. You all have what it takes to pass. Elodie, here are Mrs. Giraud’s rabbits. – What?
– The rabbits for Mrs. Giraud! – I’ve got to study.
– It’s around the corner! My exam’s tomorrow! If you weren’t whining
you’d be there by now. I don’t have a model anyway. Happy? What kind of model? Hey, girl.
What are you doing here? You left Rouen? I came back to live with my ma.
It sucks. Ludo left me, that piece of shit. Remember Ludo? You know, the tall black guy?
Super hot. I’d gotten a job there, as a cashier. I’m pissed off! Sorry.
This is for your mom. Come in. Put that over here. – Got a boy at the moment?
– What? Got a boyfriend? Getting any action? Yeah, a little.
Not right now, but… I don’t have a boyfriend. – Better without them.
– I gotta go. Guys are losers.
I’m depressed because of him! I haven’t washed my hair in two weeks. Two weeks? – And you haven’t shaved?
– No, I’m a yeti. That bastard posted pics
with these girls… If you’re pissed off, we could go grab a drink and chillax when you’re done with the dishes. Done! Hello, Duvivier Butcher’s.
You’ve reached Christophe and Elodie… Hello, Duvivier Butcher’s. You’ve reached Christophe and Elodie.
You… That should be it. Hello, Duvivier Butcher’s. You’ve reached Christophe and Elodie.
You… Hello, you’ve reached Christophe,
Françoise and Elodie Duvivier. Please leave a message! Dad, I’m so happy. Thanks to your rabbits
I found a model… Don’t you need to work? Go and work.
You’ve got an exam tomorrow. Hello Mrs. Giraud, please lie down. Yes, very well and you? Thank you. Always stir well. Check the temperature of the wax. Is everything OK, Mrs. Giraud? Let’s continue then. Alright, pumpkin?
Eat your toast and help me load the truck. It’s not loaded? We’ll be late! Hey, I do my best. Here’s your juice. That’s not yours. It’s not yours either. I’ll load up the meat. Stay here,
so you don’t stain your clothing. I’ll be right back. You can’t do that! You can’t do that! Hey, don’t yell at me! – What’s going on?
– She’s back with Ludo. Shit, I told her to call him,
so she did and there he is. If Ludo wants to come, he can sit with the meat. Tell him to wear a winter coat
and mittens. Who cares about mittens?
She shaved, so that’s it. It’s over! – I’ll talk to them?
– Don’t you get it? I’ve no model. You never get it. Like you care, you don’t even know
what I’m studying. Of course I do. It’s esthetics. A cosmetology certificate! You only care
if I know how to cut a steak. Stay in your shop
and learn to speak properly. That’s enough. Calm down, pumpkin. Right now! You couldn’t find a whatchamacallit
for your exam! A model. It’s called a model. A model with hair. I need hair… Oh no. Oh no. No, no, no. Out of the question. And if she asks, say that you only felt it a little. Or she won’t believe you.
It needs to seem real. You say, “Yes, it hurts a little
but not too much.” Unless I get a bikini wax… A little but not too much…
A what? Hurry up! Not a bikini wax… Have anything else to wear? – What?
– Right. Elodie Duvivier? Yes. Just in time. Sir, you’ll have to leave.
Students only. He’s my model. Françoise Roger? Well, no Roger Françoise, a friend. We usually ask for female models. Yes, but Roger is a man. Indeed. Nothing is stipulated
in the board rules. I mean, nothing states… that it has to be a female model. Well, we won’t hold up
the other candidates. Mr. Roger will do. Come draw your tests. For the body treatment? A cellulite massage. For the manicure? Apply nail polish. And for the waxing? A bikini wax… A Brazilian. Brazilian? Given the circumstances,
let’s opt for something more standard: lower legs. Lower legs. Great.
Let’s start the waxing. With pleasure. Do you like the color, ma’am? I mean Mr…? Françoise. Mr. Françoise. Yes, it’s very pretty. I love it. And blue suits everyone
in the family. Is everything OK, Mr. Françoise? It hurts a little. Not too much, just a little. Very well. Let’s continue then. Thank you. Goodbye. Goodbye, Mr. Duvivier. It doesn’t hurt too much. It doesn’t hurt too much… That hurt like crazy! Felt like you were going
to rip my shin off! And the wax might’ve been too hot. Oh right! That makes you laugh! The examiner was nice. I have to wear pants now. You stood up for yourself. “Nothing is stipulated” or whatever… – That’s my girl.
– Did you see that? I liked it. I’ll be hot in pants. Thanks. That thing with the stick
looks tricky. You get used to it. You’re good at it. As good as when I string up a roast? To our fathers,
their awkwardness, their love. Subtitling TITRAFILM