When Joseph Joffo was ten years old, his father gave him and his brother fifty francs and instructions to flee Nazi-occupied Paris and, somehow, get to the south where France was free.

Coiffeur, Jo? Pas question! Il sera cow-boy, boxeur, businessman, n'importe quoi mais surtout pas coiffeur! Son rêve? Voir ses copains, jouer au baby-foot, aller au ciné et, pourquoi pas, partir en Amérique. Finie la guerre, voici venu le temps du baby-foot, le temps de la liberté et de l'espoir...