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AN AMAZING COUPLE

1. Request copy of patent from Patents Office.

2. Recover original plans from Archives.

3. Ask Peter in San Francisco to fax testimony to lawyer, Deshimaru.

Urgent. Trial begins Tuesday in Osaka.

I'm off, Claire.

- See you Monday. - You're leaving?

I'm wiped out.

I made some fresh coffee.

No, thanks.

The Stuttgart contracts. Werner will be furious.

Good for him.

They arrived 3 days ago.

6 months late. He can wait. Enjoy your weekend.

But you haven't signed the mail.

Last post's at 5.

I'll see to it tomorrow.

I doubt it.

Pardon me?

You promised C�cile a weekend at the chalet.

I did?

When?

Last week.

Right, give it here.

I have a last letter to type.

Sit down, it'll take a minute.

No way! It's too late!

It's urgent. For the Spanish case.

Big deal. We'll lose.

You always say that. We haven't lost once.

Are you sure about the chalet?

Yes, I'm sure.

Weird, I don't remember.

You forget everything.

- I forgot my jacket. - What was I saying?

C�cile?

It's me. He just left.

Impossible. He said he'd be late.

I tried to delay him but no use. He was in a hurry to leave.

It's screwed.

Not yet. I stole his keys. This time, we have him.

Well played.

We all have our aches and pains.

Mine's tennis elbow.

As soon as we have a bed for you, I'll whip it out. End of story.

Is it urgent?

Not at all. Next week's fine.

Don't worry, it's nothing serious.

Sorry, I have a reception tonight and my rounds to do.

Georges?

If you see C�cile, not a word. She's always fretting.

I know. I'll make something up.

If it was serious, you'd say?

I'd even put you out of your misery.

That way I can marry your widow.

Happy now?

I leave the chalet to C�cile and the house to the children.

C�cile will have use of it until her death.

The car is for Fran�ois. He'll take good care of it.

I have an account in Switzerland. Claire has the details.

I wasn't trying to defraud,

just to keep money safe if the Korean case went against us.

The whole amount will be donated to Cancer Research.

P.O. Box 44-40, Paris.

between Louise and R�my, who will become chief executive.

She's earned it.

I hope R�my will keep her on.

She'll be of great help to him.

Can you do my tie, please?

Does my presence displease you?

Sorry, Georges, I thought you were Alain.

You've locked him out at last!

Don't joke. He should be here by now. I'm so worried.

No need. The old dog wants to make an entrance.

Evening, R�my.

- How are you? - Fine.

Get Georges a drink.

Sorry, I'm rushed off my feet. The help didn't turn up.

Louise, be careful. Take your time.

Maybe he's at the office. I'll call.

He can't be. I have his keys.

He's had an accident. I'm sure of it.

We'd know. The police tell the family.

You're right. But do they come round or call up?

Give me that. You'll slice a finger off!

- Go and look after the guests. - If you like.

Come on, darling.

I know!

The chalet.

Why would he have gone without me?

I said he'd promised you the weekend.

That's true.

He's gone to cook you a romantic supper.

It's not impossible.

What if he fell in the ravine?

Thanks for coming, I'd given up on you.

I won't stay late.

At midnight, my carriage becomes a police van.

Hubby not coming?

He has to work.

I suppose I'm too late.

No, he's not home yet.

That's lucky.

Are you crazy?

Yield to cars on the right, remember?

Are you OK, sir?

I'm lost.

Breathe out!

Where do you live?

I don't remember.

Do you have any ID?

Show me.

You remember your name?

Tell me.

Coste, Alain.

- Let's go. - No way!

We're needed in town.

He's here!

He's coming.

Slow down. Give him chance.

Don't forget. Not before, Sit down, darling.

What's he up to now?

Looking for his keys, of course.

Right...

- Hi, darling. - Hello, my love.

- I'm late. Were you worried? - Not a bit.

What happened to you?

I had to take Claire home. Her car broke down.

Then, I lost my keys and spent an hour looking.

An hour?

Sit down, darling.

This is a surprise! Bravo.

It wasn't hard.

Happy Birthday!

It was a conspiracy, then.

May there be many more.

Today's your special day

Come on, my sweet papa

Take these white roses

The ones you've always loved

What did you say?

- To who? - Agn�s.

Nothing special. Why?

She hoped it wouldn't be my last.

She said that? She's a fascinating woman.

You've noticed she drinks like a man? A sign of great sensuality.

Bully! What did you say?

Nothing special. Just chit-chat.

I'm working up to the serious stuff.

That reminds me. The key to the chalet.

Thanks a lot. I owe you big time.

Hopefully, I'll need it again.

No way. C�cile will rip my guts out.

No need, I'll take care of that.

Where were you?

Don't lie to me.

You weren't at the office.

Sorry! We're running out of glasses.

Where were you? I'm waiting.

I went to get the exhaust changed.

- That takes 30 minutes. - An hour.

Whatever. And then?

I had an accident.

I knew it. Serious?

No, just a bump.

My mind was on the Australian case and I forgot to yield.

You know everything now.

My poor love.

Is the car badly damaged?

I'll go and see.

Cheers!

Are you OK?

Can I have a glass of water?

Move back, she needs air.

Don't worry, it's nothing serious.

What are you doing?

Straightening the wing.

It was rubbing on the tyre.

Can I take you home?

I'd prefer you call Pascal at the station.

- He'll come for me. - I'll do it right away.

Coming, Georges?

Excuse me, Jeanne, may I borrow Georges?

Sure. Anyway, I should be going.

Can I take you home?

There's no need, thanks.

See you Monday...

- Couldn't it wait? - I might forget.

I remembered something: at times, my mind goes blank.

I say things and forget.

Even if people remind me, I have no recollection.

That's nothing. It's stress.

Not Alzheimer's?

Please hold.

You requested the police, please hold.

0476322346?

That's right.

I'm putting you through.

C�cile Coste calling. Agn�s has had a turn...

I'll be right there.

Pascal?

Don't worry, she's been examined by a doctor.

It's not serious.

I know, it's happened before.

You have a black nose.

But it suits you.

This way.

Impressive!

I'm a cop. It's what I'm paid to do.

Are you sure it serves a purpose?

I'm sure it doesn't. You arrest a dealer

and next day he's back on the streets.

It's a known fact.

I think the question was about repression

as opposed to prevention. Am I right?

People do drugs because of unemployment and stuff.

Misery drives them to drugs.

Sometimes, it's the opposite.

Anyhow, that's not our problem.

He was 3 hours late.

Our problem's the law.

He hadn't changed the Jag's exhaust.

Is that all?

Not even a tiny idea?

None at all.

Talk with him. It's simpler.

I can't.

We never had any secrets, see?

I'll have to put him under surveillance,

sniff around... It may get sordid.

Maybe a tiny secret's preferable.

No, I don't think so.

Have it your way.

I need your address, phone number,

his work details and car registration. Got a photo?

What happened?

Nothing. I got my fingers stuck.

You are so clumsy.

Monday, 3 PM.

New symptom.

Sharp pain in the back, comes on suddenly,

like being stabbed.

It's gathering pace.

Sense of great solitude.

Are you talking to me?

It's me. He just left.

Sense of great solitude. Who can I talk to?

I'm afraid. My chest is like a vice,

getting ever tighter hour by hour.

My stomach's a churning void.

I can hardly stand up.

I perspire.

The sweat's dripping down my thighs, running down my back.

I'm shivering.

It's awfully hot and I feel cold.

In fact, I don't feel it, I am cold.

No, not yet.

I don't want to. I don't want to die.

Not now.

It's too early. I have lots still to do.

I love life too much.

Jesus!

What must be shown is worthless

I've got that, Claire. Thanks.

- Home already? - Aren't you glad?

You drive too fast. You took 12 minutes.

How do you know?

I called the office.

It's no reason to time me.

I didn't.

You said 12 minutes. Not 10 or 15. You were precise. You timed me.

I'm sorry.

It's okay but it's unpleasant.

I won't do it again.

Noon

It's over.

The bird is dead.

No one did anything for him.

The cat turns away,

not interested anymore.

The dead don't interest the living for very long.

Working again?

You OK?

Daddy!

What's wrong?

Henry left me.

It doesn't matter, you know.

You don't die of it.

I tailed her home to Rue de la Trinit�.

That's my daughter.

I'm sorry.

You look let down.

I look a total jerk.

Not at all.

There isn't another woman.

You seem very sure.

I can see why.

I didn't mean that.

We'll try tapping your phone.

Look, that seems disproportionate.

It's a classic.

Who'll hear it?

Besides you, nobody. I'll give you the tape.

But it's up to you.

In that case, perhaps, yes.

I'll organize it.

You checked your bank account?

You should.

Cheque stubs, credit cards, unusual, and usual, withdrawals.

I can't do that.

Why not?

It's suspicious.

What are you scared of?

I'm not scared.

You are.

You're scared of what you may find.

I'm scared for him, not for me.

I'm not accusing him.

I understand.

Forget all I said.

It's the first step that's hard.

He's going to notice.

Nonsense!

What's this here?

Lunch for two on the 18th! 300 Euros.

- I've no idea. - So, check!

The lawyer in the Irish case.

We are so dumb.

If he's hiding something, it'll be in the safe.

I can't do that.

You know the combination?

Yes, you have the combination.

Just in case something happened. I've never opened it.

It's now or never then.

Don't ask me that. I can't betray his trust.

That's beside the point. I trusted him, too.

I'm sure he's blameless.

All the more reason!

How do you remember all that?

Each digit is a letter of the alphabet.

Just remember the word.

What's the word?

Don't be so soppy.

Go on!

You see!

We'll see.

I'm having no part in this.

1. Transmission of electromagnets...

in micro-durites of woven aluminium...

pressurised fluid moves at speeds...

helicoid big R, 5 microns, little r, 3 microns...

Nothing worthwhile.

I knew it.

What's going on?

We're on strike.

Why?

Pascal arrested Jeanne this morning.

I know.

You can't blame him for doing his job.

It'll be OK. He can be very tactful.

I'm sure he's doing all he can to make it work out.

I'll let you think it over in a cell.

I have other fish to fry.

Goodbye all.

I'm opening out to the world.

As if the fog had cleared suddenly.

The friendly chap who just left...

I get a vague feeling of having met him.

I never paid him any attention.

He probably never paid me any attention.

We don't pay enough attention to strangers.

Who are you?

Fraud squad.

You have nothing to be afraid of.

Your boss maybe...

I doubt it.

I see.

What do you see?

Nothing.

We've nothing to hide.

Are you sure?

Listen, Claire...

How dare you!

Who told you my name?

Don't be silly. Denouncing people is a French pastime.

You don't think I came by chance?

I came while he's out because I know you're not involved.

I want to keep you out of it.

What does he whisper into this?

- Sweet nothings or naughty tales? - Hands off!

You're very fond of your boss.

It may be too late but take my advice,

you don't have to do all he says.

Think about it.

See you soon.

- He had a warrant? - I don't know.

Describe him to me.

Smallish, our age, dark... Very penetrating eyes.

- That's disgraceful. - Sorry?

Nothing.

Don't mention it to Alain.

OK, see you tonight, Mum.

How is your mother?

Very well, thanks.

- Who was that guy? - Who?

The guy who just left.

He was selling photocopiers

but I sent him packing.

He didn't have a briefcase!

Did he leave a brochure?

He'd forgotten them in his car.

He looked a bit dopey, didn't you think?

Not really.

I left my paper at the Verre Galant, can you fetch it?

Of course.

What do you say to that, you chump?

Wiseguy, eh!

Why me, not him?

It's arbitrary.

Everything for the children. 50-50.

Nothing for C�cile, nothing for Claire. No half-measures.

R�my, Louise, my children,

don't trust anyone. Especially not your mother.

I'm sorry.

I knocked.

That's OK, it's my fault.

I don't know...

I felt a kind of presence, it gave me a fright.

Don't worry, it happens.

You're a bit on edge just now.

Not at all. I feel great.

I don't know what it was. Reflex.

You wanted to talk?

Georges just called.

He wants to take you hiking.

He's booked a room for tomorrow night.

Tomorrow?

He said you knew.

He mentioned it at the party but I thought it was the drink talking.

Right,

I'll pack my bag.

Don't go, please.

I watched the weather. The forecast is terrible.

If there was any danger, Georges wouldn't go.

He's totally reckless. I never trusted him.

- I promised. - Think up an excuse.

- You know I can't lie. - Tell the truth.

I can't say I don't trust him.

- I'll tell him. - I'll think of something.

Going out?

At this time?

I'm going to try to cheer up Agn�s.

Don't worry about me, I'll be back late.

Okay...

I won't worry about you.

22:46,

she enters 59, Rue Stendhal.

All seems calm.

Get out!

Coming in?

There's no need. It was you I came to see.

I'm flattered.

There's no reason to be.

I no longer require your services.

As you wish.

I know the way.

I'm going out.

It was odious, what you did.

Just what we were talking about.

I mean your visit to Alain's office.

Following a lead.

I don't like your methods.

Claire's an innocent party. You traumatised her.

- Claire's in the clear. - Quite.

She knows the office affairs better than you.

I thought I could rely on your tact. I was mistaken.

Subject closed.

You're wrong.

Things are rarely how they appear.

Please, spare me that nonsense.

You know why I arrested Jeanne?

You know her better than me.

Like Agn�s. You're best friends.

I like Agn�s a lot.

She's a morphine addict.

Saturday night, at your place,

she was in withdrawal.

Did you think of that?

Don't blame yourself, it's normal.

You close your eyes.

When I met her, I certainly did.

She had to tell me.

And I'm a cop. We'd been together 6 months.

Look.

I found them in the Jag on a blanket.

They're not yours.

I thought they may be Claire's.

They don't prove anything.

It can only be a fling.

You think so?

No one would leave you.

At least, I wouldn't.

You're very sweet.

Leave it to me.

I promise I'll find out.

Can you give me a ride?

What the hell!

- Tell me who he is! - Who?

- The photocopier salesman. - A photocopier salesman!

Sure, with two apes! What's he doing with C�cile at 11 PM?

Selling her a photocopier?

- I've no idea. - You're a bad liar.

It's time to choose which side you're on!

I didn't know she knew him.

But who is he?

A cop from the fraud squad.

You must be stupid.

You think the fraud squad sneaks in at lunchtime?

I don't know.

Why didn't you tell me?

C�cile didn't want to worry you.

Jesus Christ!

She's in on this.

- I'm sure she's not. - She is.

It's obvious she is.

She can't be. She loves you.

Don't you see she manipulated you?

Has she been to the office?

Did she search it?

She asked you to open the safe?

You did?

What did I tell you?

It's not possible. There's an explanation. Talk to her.

No way! We have to outsmart her.

Stop blubbing. You've no reason to. This is happening to me!

You'll never trust me again.

I don't know, we'll see.

I'll be away for a day or two in Paris.

Try to make amends. Take note of anything she says.

And no initiatives! Okay?

I take back what I said.

In fact, you're not stupid, you're very kind.

That's your problem.

Where have you been?

At the office.

I needed the file on the Finnish case.

The lawyer wants to see me in Paris.

My train leaves at 7 AM.

You're going for long?

Two days.

Maybe three. You never know.

At least, I won't have to lie to Georges.

The hospital, please.

I've thought it over.

On top of the Swiss account, I leave 45...

No, 60,000 Euros to Cancer Research.

The rest split evenly between the kids.

I know you'll think it's a lot,

but some day,

you'll see I was right.

I know it's inappropriate. I have no choice.

So if you could stop glancing at me, I'd be grateful.

I'm not looking at you.

I think you're being followed. Likely?

What's he like?

Dark-haired

and probably not very tall.

Drive!

Keep the change.

2 days he's been following me.

Calm down, you're dreaming.

Holy shit!

You lost him. He won't chase you into theatre.

Make yourself at home.

Ms. Le Gouic will give you a sedative. She's very pretty.

It will relax you.

Empty stomach?

Perfect.

My new alibi's that I'm in Paris.

That's dumb, it was a great alibi. Never mind, see you later.

In 30 minutes, I'll delve into your entrails.

80,000 Euros for Research.

Sit down, you'll be more comfortable.

Roll up your sleeve, please.

That's great.

Prof. Colinet said you're a friend of his.

You're in good hands.

Do you have a chalet up in the mountains?

I do.

It's beautiful.

Calm down, it's over.

I'll be back.

How's Agn�s?

Much better. I released Jeanne.

It wasn't serious?

No, very trivial.

I have news for you.

He's not in the train.

How do you know?

I tailed you both. Didn't you see me?

Where is he?

I don't know. He lost me.

He's scared of something.

What could he be scared of?

I've no idea.

He sometimes works for the Defence Ministry,

Ariane and Airbus.

It's all top secret.

He can call in the secret services,

not behave like a lovelorn husband.

Don't be insulting.

I meant it to be reassuring.

The number of hotel rooms vacated in late afternoon.

I'd rather not know.

Because you're faithful.

I know what it's like.

Maybe we've got it wrong.

Adultery's been known to save a marriage in peril.

I don't believe that.

Even so, I'll try the hotels.

Down with the pigs!

You're not staying?

I don't feel sociable, I hardly got any sleep.

Me neither.

So I see.

It'll perk you up.

I have a lesson in 15 minutes.

Can I borrow your car?

Right now?

If you stop drinking.

I'm glad Jeanne's out.

You see, he's not all bad.

Would you lend me the chalet?

Of course. When?

Right now. Not for long. 2-3 hours.

Today is not possible.

Look, this is a bit embarrassing but...

I've met someone.

Thank you, I grasped that.

I can't do that to Pascal.

I don't see why. You're my friend. You hardly know him.

That's no reason.

You want me to go to a hotel?

Why not? Plenty of people do.

It's important.

The nastiest thing I ever did!

No cheating!

Claire, help!

- What time is it? - 3:30.

I know, Claire!

Feeling better?

I'm fine...

You scared me. Lucky I have my first aid badge.

Insidiously, he persuades me I need an operation.

Then, he switches the tubes. End of story. Write the obituaries.

The good news is that I'm not sick.

What time is it?

Three... Ten to four.

Excuse me a second.

I got carried away.

1,500 Euros for Research is plenty. That's settled. 1,500.

Grenoble, June 6th, 2001.

- Maybe I should drive? - No, I feel fine now.

Jesus!

See? If the tubes trick failed, the Mafioso was on standby.

You're sure he was a Mafioso?

He was singing in Italian.

Why would the Mafia get involved?

Think about it a second. The Milan case!

C�cile's not from Milan, she's from Naples.

She loves you. She doesn't want you dead.

Bet your life on it? After what happened.

Now you do.

Let's go to the police.

Who might this shifty dark-haired guy be?

He never existed.

It's sheer paranoia. You see?

Very well. Do you often lose your patients?

Alcoholics. We usually find them in the bar.

You looked?

His home?

No way. C�cile thinks he's in Paris.

This isn't all about sex?

No, there's no sex involved.

There aren't too many options.

Either he's a missing person or a kidnap victim.

Can we do simple?

Meaning?

Less official. More discreet.

On the quiet.

You're all alike. What do you think?

We top up our wages as P.I.?

What would happen if cops took on private work?

I bet you didn't call his office.

I went round. He wasn't there. Nor was his secretary.

You'll admit it's a tricky situation.

I'll see what I can do.

Not a word. It's an exception.

Jesus!

They're in cahoots with the cops.

What do we do?

We think about it.

What will become of me?

Take the bull by the horns.

Everything I did in my life was for her.

There's still Louise and R�my.

It's not the same.

Sure it is.

Remember

The White Roses.

I was moved to tears.

Jesus!

- They're in on it! - Who?

Louise and R�my.

It's obvious.

The White Roses... A boy visits his mother in hospital

and finds that she's died. To get me rattled.

And they changed the words.

It's Mummy's gone, not Daddy's gone.

Bastards!

Right, everything for Claire!

Now, I really am on my own.

You know you're not.

Can you put me up for a few days?

That's impossible, sorry.

Everybody will think something's going on.

Who cares about gossip! I'm alone now. You, too...

Actually, I have someone.

Sorry, I didn't know.

Hello, boss.

Hello, Vincent.

You see?

Don't get the wrong idea.

I'm not. I'm observing.

You should be at work. What are you doing?

I had an accident.

- Is it serious? - Two days off.

I see.

What are you two doing here?

I'll explain everything. I can, can't I?

There's no need.

He knows more about it than us. Don't you?

Not really, boss.

Crap! Who do you take me for?

Look at the prescription. Georges again. He's in on it.

Now we have one, let's make him talk. I'll give you an accident!

So, you know Dr. Colinet?

I don't. He came round looking for you.

He asked for Claire, too.

That's all. I swear it's true.

He can't lie.

We'll see about that.

I told you 3 times already. 20, 25...

Nonsense! Once you said quarter past, then half past.

You're quibbling.

I'm not. I'm being precise.

You're quibbling!

He'll repeat...

That's what I want to see.

- One more time. - Again?

It's only just beginning.

- What time did Georges arrive? - Who's Georges?

Dr. Colinet! What time?

I brought back the key. Thanks.

My pleasure.

You're here?

Didn't Dad tell you?

I'm moving back in.

Did he know?

Apparently, he doesn't care.

Don't say that.

You're what counts most for him.

What's wrong?

Henry's dumped me.

Don't cry, darling.

Men aren't worth it.

- It was my fault. - It wasn't your fault.

It was. I had a fling with a guy I met at uni.

These things happen.

If you confessed, surely he can forgive you.

I didn't confess at all.

He followed us up to the chalet.

- Give me the key immediately. - Why?

It's a family chalet not a bordello.

Are you crazy?

The key! Or you won't set foot in here again.

Where could I go?

A hotel! Like everybody else.

I suppose you speak from experience.

Are you crazy?

Sicko!

Puritan!

Honestly, though!

I'm so...

So, you have a lover. Weird, I almost feel I know him.

Quiet!

- Where is he? - Let me explain.

No point. I know what's going on.

You've got it wrong.

No, I don't think I have.

Alain, that's enough.

I know you're here.

I'm warning you.

I won't leave here until I've seen you.

Please, don't force me to look in the closet.

You're C�cile.

- Who are you? - Pierre.

You're moving him in?

It's temporary.

Get out.

- Listen... - Get out right now!

He can't. He's nowhere else to go.

He has no job, nothing. He has to beg to survive.

Tell that to Pascal.

I'm sure he'll be delighted to give him a bed.

Now, out! Both of you.

You can't do this.

You're planning on using force?

Come on...

I'm sorry.

I was a little...

You can stay here, of course.

You'll be OK,

don't worry.

You have a trade?

I'm a machine operator.

I'll ask my husband to see if he needs one.

It'll take a few days.

Don't say a word.

I came as fast as I could.

I confess I wasn't expecting it.

Tell me the truth. Does Alain have a mistress?

Funny question.

Don't beat around the bush.

Answer me.

Why do you ask me that?

Because your tale about going hiking in mid-week

sounded oddly like an alibi.

I didn't believe it for a second.

So I was covering for him?

How could you think that? Of me?

He cancelled to go to Paris.

He isn't in Paris.

It's news to me. Where is he?

I was going to ask you that.

How should I know?

I'd be amazed if he had a mistress.

In any case, he didn't say anything to me.

He'll tell you

when it's too late.

No doubt.

He's an honest man.

If he has, he'll face the consequences.

Don't cry.

I know what it's like.

It's hard but you get over it.

Look at me. I don't despair of meeting my soulmate one day.

Maybe soon, who knows?

Don't look at me like that.

Just the two of us, it's not funny.

Sorry.

Happiness sometimes arrives unannounced.

Soldering iron.

You think this will work?

It's not too tight, sweetheart?

Nothing personal, but I can't trust anyone.

It's essential?

Otherwise, why would I tie you up?

We won't be long.

Did you just call?

No, I was asleep.

Take me back.

I said no, I'll never forgive you.

It's not my fault. It runs in the family.

My Dad's away and my Mum plays.

And he didn't tell her I was moving back in.

Anyway, he doesn't care, he's obsessed with patents.

Come and get me.

I'll never be unfaithful again.

What the hell!

Put that down.

What are you doing here?

Why The White Roses?

Sorry?

Don't play innocent. Nobody sings it at a birthday.

You sing Happy Birthday. What do you say to that?

Nothing. It was all you sang for 20 years.

White Roses in the car, at bedtime, at Xmas...

It's the only song I knew.

It made me cry every time as a kid.

Are you sure your mother didn't put that into your head? Think hard.

Yes, I'm sure.

Thank you.

Now, tell me what you're doing here.

I can't explain. Not yet.

Nothing's certain.

It's too serious, you see?

That serious?

Enormous.

Can I help in some way?

Maybe, yes.

I daren't...

You can trust me.

Keep me informed of all your mother says and does.

Spy on her?

Not at all. Just jot down her comings and goings,

who she sees, where, why, what for... Nothing special.

I can't do that.

Don't you trust me?

Sure, but...

Either you trust me or you don't. There can't be any buts.

I see you don't trust me.

Anything unusual, I'll call you.

I knew I could rely on you.

One last thing, avoid the chalet whatever happens.

Where were you then?

Not at the chalet.

You're a fine one to lecture me.

You're right. I was a terrible mother.

Go to bed now, I'm exhausted.

I will if I want. I'm over 18.

Stop provoking me.

Stay, since nobody else will have you,

but you do what I say.

OK, I'm going.

Going where?

Anywhere. I'll get a warmer welcome.

You're going nowhere!

Make your mind up, won't you!

You were planning on going to the chalet.

Jesus! I don't give a shit about your chalet.

He's at Claire's.

Are you sure?

There's worse than having your husband walk out on you.

You'll find someone new.

Sure you will.

And he'll love you back.

He'll love you as you deserve.

He'll protect you.

You'll wonder how you ever loved anyone else.

Something wrong?

Someone stole my car.

- I'll put out a call. - I know who.

Shall I call a lawyer?

Isn't this sordid enough as it is?

It's Vincent.

Where is he?

Who?

In Paris, no?

- Was she armed? - I don't think so.

How's it going, big man?

Please, no familiarity.

Follow her.

She said he was in Paris.

- She's lying. - So what?

I know. She knows. But she still lies to me.

I'm sick of this. Take me home.

Get down!

- No smart moves or I'll belt you. - Ask her.

- Do you know him? - He's Claire's boyfriend.

Let him go.

Piss off!

Take me home.

He was spying on us.

Calm down.

I'm sorry.

I can't explain. It's Agn�s

and her bullshit dealer. He's blackmailing me, see?

I see.

Drive! Quickly!

You see how savage they can be?

You're a disgrace!

- A disgrace! - Let me go!

Vermin! Bloodsucker!

Bastard! Sicko!

Disgrace!

Bandit!

Judas!

Traitor! Phoney!

Where's my daughter?

You startled me.

Where's my daughter?

I don't know.

She stole my car. I know it was to come here.

Where is she?

I haven't seen anyone, believe me.

No way!

I know who you are.

You're not homeless.

You were never Agn�s's lover.

You're her dealer.

Pretty amazed, huh? I know everything.

I know you're blackmailing Pascal.

Did he tell you that?

Mind your own business. I haven't told him.

I wouldn't want him to beat you up. Even so...

That's the least you deserve.

I'd be a tougher match than Agn�s.

- What are you saying? - He beats her up.

You never noticed how violent he is?

You didn't wonder why she had shades on?

She should have said.

It's not easy to talk about.

Don't let him see me.

Come with me, I'm scared.

You're fine. I'm watching. Keep composed.

He's not here.

It's empty.

I got it all wrong. Let's go.

I think I love you.

- You can't walk home. - Wanna bet?

Be serious, it's 15 miles.

Be quiet. I'm sick of listening to your crap.

You're a bully, a shitty little cop and a coward.

You have no tact, no education,

you're a compulsive liar and you're simply no good.

You're not even capable of making Agn�s happy.

Is that enough? Shall I go on?

Well, get out of my sight!

Now you know everything, you see I'm not mad?

Quite the contrary.

You're kidding?

Not at all.

I think you're a danger to others and yourself.

You'd have me locked up?

Not necessarily for long.

Can somebody answer that blasted phone?

It's mine.

Let me answer it, please.

Nurse!

Stay close to hand.

You're scared?

To be quite honest,

I'm not very reassured.

Dad, school called. Mum didn't show up for work.

Don't worry, I'm sure it's nothing serious. I'll see to it.

C�cile's disappeared.

What do I do?

What do you think?

I call the police.

- Just leave me alone! - Listen.

Caucasian female, 5'6, dark hair...

Slight Italian accent.

Name: C�cile Coste, teacher at Jean Moulin High.

Disappearance reported by husband.

What do I do?

Put a stop to all that and take me home.

My love, I thought you'd died.

You faker!

- I have some questions for you. - Me, too!

That'll teach you to steal your mother's car.

Perhaps I'll leave you to it.

Take you home?

Okay.

Don't you want to stay? I think I'd be more relaxed.

Now, you know everything.

Sorry...

It was my fault.

All of it.

Nothing to do with you.

It was.

Let's go to the chalet to fetch your guest.

You'll give him a job?

You promised him.

I think everything's worked out.

Perfect.

Stay tuned for more adventure.

Alain needs an operation?

- That was our secret. - Tell me honestly...

Is it serious?

Will he be okay?