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The Sportsman's Charter Beginners and champions will:

Abide by the rules.

Respect the referee.

Respect other players.

Reject violence and cheating.

Exercise self-control.

Play fair in sport and life.

Be exemplary and tolerant.

Association for Fair Play in Sport

C'mon, you can tell me.

- What's it to you? - What's she like?

Blonde? Brunette?

Redhead!

- She's a redhead! - Idiot!

Actually, it's pretty complicated.

She's with someone?

You're banging a married woman?

I didn't say that.

Don't tease, Alex. Is she married or not?

Cut it out. I won't tell you.

You're hiding things from me?

Jean-Claude, please...

You think I just put your résumé on top of the pile?

Of course not, but this is private.

Fine.

That's how you thank your friends?

- Hang on. - It's no problem, Alex.

You're right to keep things separate.

Friends one side, colleagues the other.

She's linked to work, right?

If Charles finds out, you're dead. It's Nicole?

- It's not Nicole. - As if!

It's obvious you're together.

- Fess up! - I said, it's not her.

I promised not to tell anyone.

If you promised, I understand.

See, it's nothing to get upset about.

I'm not upset.

It's just that... I like to keep tabs on people.

What?

See? You're too tense.

I was kidding, Alexandre.

Very funny.

Seriously, Charles will be after you.

Why?

It's the fate of newcomers to the firm's elite.

That's how it is.

Bullshit!

I don't think you get it.

Charles is a pervert, a real psycho.

If he senses a flaw, he aims right at it.

You saw how he roasted Bertrand?

Yes, but he lost the firm millions of euros.

Don't be so naïve. Charles wrecked the deal!

Are you trying to scare me?

That's not the point.

I'm your friend. I want it to work out for you.

C'mon, a little sport will do you good.

Keep it going. All the way to the buoy.

Then we'll take five.

When it stops is the best.

You want to call it a day?

No, I need to get fit for next week.

Charles asked me to play squash.

To get better acquainted with the "firm's elite", I guess.

I know people at Mobacom...

If you'd seen how I sweet-talked them. Amazing!

- We're signing... - Forget it!

They signed with Williamson's.

I'm sorry.

I thought you ought to know. You know me.

It's tough, I know.

Fuck... The bitch!

The bitch?

You think Charles knows?

If he asked you to play squash, I guess he must be.

He's gonna fire me.

Who's the bitch then?

Emma Dumont.

Emma Dumont?

You screwed Emma from Mobacom?

Don't rub it in.

Isn't Emma Dumont married?

Doesn't stop her being a bitch! She swore it was a done deal.

He's gonna fire me for sure.

Thing is... what'd make a good excuse?

A good excuse is enough?

Why not?

No, I'll tell him I messed up, that's all.

Nobody ever taught you about life?

Why should your own interest

come after honesty, rules or scruples! That what you think?

You disappoint me, Alex. Truly.

See that boat?

There!

I bet you we beat them to the bridge.

They're a club eight. No way!

Of course, if you treat it like it's the Olympics...

They're awesome!

They're only girls!

Start by thinking we can do it.

- They're an eight! - So?

More power!

There's a solution. Find it.

- I can't. - Great!

You want to get on in life?

Or stay a loser?

Was I wrong about you?

I believe in you. Find it.

They're going too fast!

- Think outside the box. - I don't know.

You can do it!

Is this a trap?

OK, row hard left!

Hard left!

What are they playing at?

Out the way!

We'll hit them!

Row!

Hold her up!

Stop the boat!

Fuckwits!

Keep your panties on!

- Macho jerks! - Sorry!

Fuck them!

Well? Did we play fair?

We nearly got rammed.

Was there any other way to win?

Alexandre, look at me.

Charles has given me Primassol, one of our biggest ever deals.

At work, forget fair play, forget your conscience.

The only rule is to do all you can to reach your objective.

Get it?

Let's go back.

Sorry I'm late.

Surfing for porn or calling overseas?

Neither, actually. Correcting a slight invoicing error.

Nicole again?

No big deal, it's OK now.

- I won't be a sec. - Change here.

Put your bag next to mine.

My suit will get creased.

Humor me.

That way we can talk. Isn't that more convivial?

Yeah, sure.

Say... Were you fucking?

Pardon me?

Were you fucking her?

Who do you mean?

Nicole.

Don't tell me you never fucked her!

Actually, no, I haven't.

The Chamonix trip last February...

You think I didn't notice you two?

You've lost me.

Just kidding.

I was just kidding.

A bit tense this evening?

A little.

A little sport'll do you good.

You play in boxers?

I get to serve then.

We're not warming up?

This isn't varsity, it's real life.

- You gotta be ready. - OK.

Just run the rules by me, I'm a bit rusty.

You don't know how to play?

Sure, but it's been a while.

Right... You have to hit the front wall. You remember that much?

You can bounce it off the other walls.

Above the line is out. Under that one, likewise.

You'll know right away by the noise.

It's like in life, when you screw up, everybody hears it.

You serve diagonally. You only score on your serve.

If it's 8-8, the receiver chooses to play to 9 or 10. Ready?

Ready.

1-0.

2-0.

3-0!

You suck.

Like with Mobacom, you lack self-confidence.

About Mobacom, Charles, I can explain.

I'm listening.

You see, the guy from Williamson's is sleeping with Emma Dumont!

So what?

I stood no chance.

Not only does he win the contract, he screws the VP!

And you say you had no chance?

- And feel guilty. I hate that. - I don't.

What about Nicole?

I swear... I say you fucked her and you shit yourself.

I can see you now with Emma Dumont!

You're too emotive.

- I'm not! - Yeah?

See how emotive you are!

Seriously now... Did I make a mistake by promoting you?

No, of course not.

Listen good. I believed you had the necessary skills.

If I didn't, what would I have done?

- You wouldn't have promoted me. - Exactly.

So justify my faith in you.

Fight!

Always try to control the center, on the 'T'.

Fight, for Christ's sake!

Good! Your serve!

Don't let me down.

See, when you try...

2-4.

Well played!

3-4!

You're level. Good work.

How'd you think you tied the score?

I guess I made better use of my skills.

No surprise you lost Mobacom.

Can't you see I let you win?

About Mobacom, there's a rational explanation. The guy...

You can mess up as long as there's an explanation?

There are always reasons for messing up.

Of course, Mobacom wasn't easy.

But a guy with some self-confidence, Jean-Claude maybe,

who isn't taken in by the first hint of difficulty...

A guy like that would have nailed the deal.

You stood no chance. Know why?

Because you can smell a guy who knows he's out of his league.

Losers stink a mile off!

Nothing pongs like a propensity for failure.

And you reek of it!

Nobody ever tell you?

Right, 4-4... Your serve.

Ready?

Shit, I'm sorry!

Are you hurt?

I have some cold spray.

Don't bother!

You OK?

I'm fine.

Good.

Hey, it's my serve!

No, I won the point. It was a stroke.

You just hit me.

Precisely! You shouldn't be in the way of my shot.

It would've hit the wall. Point for me.

Shit!

Watching you play, I can't help thinking I'd be dumb not to fire you.

What?

And Nicole, too.

6-4!

You can't do that!

Charles!

You can't!

You can't fire us for no reason!

I have reasons. You lost Mobacom. Nicole makes errors in the invoices.

I need people I can rely on.

You can't throw that at me here!

We'll make it official tomorrow.

For you and Nicole.

I run a business, not a dating agency!

You can fuck her, but not on my time!

What are you talking about? You're obsessed. You're a sex-maniac!

Don't live out your dirty old man's fantasies through us!

Careful... I'm sorry but... You can't fire me for losing at squash.

I don't like missing out on major contracts.

You let me down, that's all.

Even so, although I'm stomping all over you,

I shouldn't jump to hasty conclusions.

This is what we'll do... If you win, I'll admit I got you wrong.

If you lose, I fire you.

And Nicole.

Is this a joke?

It's your second chance.

Well then?

What do you do?

What would a true winner do?

Throw in the towel?

Walk off the court, dignity intact? It's quite simple.

You win, you keep your job. You lose...

7-4!

8-4! Match point!

4-8! My serve!

5-8!

Didn't occur to you I gave you that?

No way!

Fuck!

Bitch!

Can't you watch out!

Stroke perhaps?

Asshole!

6-8, to you!

You're sick!

What?

Hold on, I wasn't ready!

Sure. 7-8, my serve!

Fine. Game over.

You forcing me to play?

Running out isn't playing fair!

Who said we had to play fair?

Forget it. We'll replay the point. 6-8!

Listen to you!

You shrink from no humiliation?

I don't just give up.

Give me a break. You sound like Bertrand.

All this fuss over a pathetic squash match.

It's ridiculous.

Are you ready now?

You OK?

Your cold spray!

That must really hurt.

Please, the spray!

You feel the ligaments go? Or was it...

maybe more brutal, like a twist?

If you heard a crack, the ligament's snapped or torn from the bone.

Sorry, I must have left it at home.

- You're shitting me? - Shame?

You were steaming.

Can't endanger your health though. I mean, a job's

easy to find, but an ankle... You won't get me that way.

We're not done.

7-8!

8-8!

Well? First to 9 or 10?

Let's play to 10.

See, the thrill of winning drives me on!

Sure, the big thrill. More! More! Take my body higher!

What did you say?

Nothing.

"Take me higher"?

Where'd you hear that?

You wanna know?

Where'd you hear it?

Take my body higher!

Isabelle, your wife... She says it just as she's reaching orgasm.

Kind of a surprise at first, but you get used to it.

But I guess you know that.

That's not possible.

It is.

Know why I get such a thrill fucking her?

Do you want me to tell you?

Because I think of you!

Your serve!

8-9! Lost your concentration? Is there a problem?

Serve.

Yeah, you seem ready.

9-9, match point!

Consider this match

a preliminary meeting with a view to your dismissal.

I never slept with Isabelle.

It's too late now.

You gave yourself away.

Hold on... I had the room next to yours in Chamonix.

The walls were wafer-thin. I heard you.

She knows what she wants?

When she asks you to do it in the... What position again?

The Chinese wheelbarrow?

You must really love her to accept that.

I want a rematch.

I want the Primassol job.

No can do.

I already gave it to Jean-Claude.

I see.

Hey, Nicole, how do?

Jean-Claude? What are you doing here?

Same as you. Keeping fit.

May I?

Sure, if you like.

It's nice running into you out of work.

It's a surprise seeing you here.

And one... And two... And three...

Keep up the good work!

- See you Monday! - Hold on, Nicole!

We can't run separate trails.

Unless you'd prefer to be alone?

No, whatever.

Gotta work off the stress of the week.

With Charles around, we know all about stress.

Don't we?

You see how he shot Bertrand down?

I don't know how the guy takes that shit.

He doesn't have much choice, that's how.

I'm feeling pretty hurt, too. You hear about Primassol?

Charles gave the job to young Alex.

So I heard.

You know Charles. Not much of a psychologist.

I didn't mean Charles. It's Alex that gets me down.

He's pretty sneaky taking the job off me.

Doesn't sound like him.

- You go way back, too? - No kidding.

I trained him up.

And I pretty much got him that promotion. Honest truth!

See, it must be some kind of mix-up.

I'm not sure. He's acting weird, avoiding me...

He must feel uncomfortable around you.

The situation's Charles' fault.

You like him?

He's sweet.

Talk it out. There must be an explanation.

You're probably right.

But I had something else in mind.

You did?

What?

Hold back part of the Primassol file from him.

Pardon me?

I don't like asking you.

It's not cool, I know.

Just a few pages. He's such an airhead, he'll think he lost them.

No pull-ups for you?

You want him to mess up Primassol?

Charles'll go ballistic.

The idiot screws up, he gets fired.

You can't be serious.

Nicole, I won't forget it. I need you to do this for me.

No way, I can't.

Hang on!

I can't. I don't have access.

It's out of the question!

I think it's better if we each go at our own pace. Bye.

What a creep!

Why won't you help me?

It's not helping you, it's being complicit in petty revenge.

It's not revenge, it's self-defense.

I can't let him walk all over me!

I bet Alex had nothing to do with it.

You're seeing each other, are you?

Come again?

You're screwing. That's why you won't help me.

Very funny! Don't touch me!

Leave me alone. Stop following me!

Why are you on Alex's side?

You're sick!

Scared he'll dump you if he's fired?

Let go!

If that's the problem, I'd be happy to oblige.

Where do you do it?

Lunchtimes at a hotel or quickies in the restroom?

Keep cool, I'm no rapist.

So what were you doing? Push-ups?

So, it's not true?

You're not dating?

You're out of your mind, you bozo.

Why won't you help me if you're not dating?

Because getting people fired is scummy.

Oh yeah? And what he did to me isn't scummy?

Leave me alone.

I don't get it. Is it out of loyalty to Charles?

What the boss says goes. Out of principle.

Keep me out of this.

I see now. It's out of affection.

You're getting it on. Explains your one-to-one's in his office.

That's enough!

Looks like I touched a nerve. Am I wrong?

Charles is my boss. He calls me, I go.

Of course.

The boss asks you for something, you do it.

What are you implying?

Nothing, sweetheart. It's your career.

Bullshit!

Come on! I never put out to get a promotion.

Having said that, where has it got you so far?

Any sign of a promotion? A pay rise, at least?

Shut up about Charles!

I've hit more than a raw nerve apparently.

A hint of deep-seated pain? A knot maybe? I sense a kind of knot.

There's no knot, got it? Everything's just fine.

OK... If you two are just fine, what's the story?

Does he make you come?

I'm stunned. I had him down as impotent.

You're a pain!

I still don't get it.

If nothing's going on, why's he always making smutty comments?

And touching you. Is that appropriate behavior?

Seriously, stand up for yourself.

In case you didn't notice, men aren't the most subtle creatures.

I've learned to live with it.

So I see.

It's from the bars.

Sure!

Why don't you sue? Sexual harassment gets a good hearing.

I get it!

The Primassol file in return for your testimony.

And goodbye Charles?

I was thinking of you. You're my friend.

Don't you find his behavior unacceptable?

It is, but I don't want to make waves.

What's it to you? I do as I please.

In fact, you keep your head down to avoid attracting attention.

I'd do the same if I was conning my boss.

I con Charles now?

He asked me to double-check some invoices you sent out.

Pardon me?

That's right.

One way or another, he'll fuck you up!

Race you?

What did he ask you exactly?

Wait!

See? I won!

Stop playing games with me. What did he ask you?

He suspects you of fraud.

Bullshit!

C'mon, I cream a little off. I know the tricks.

And I'm not talking office supplies and expenses.

Not everybody is like you.

Except that your accounts contain

1 or 2 invoicing mistakes that are a bit fishy.

Know what I think?

False invoices.

But don't worry, I won't tell Charles. Trust me.

I'm your friend.

But how does a nice girl like you get involved in that shit?

You can tell me.

OK, too bad.

I guess you can get Charles to wipe the slate clean.

The advantage of being not so bad-looking.

You can't do this!

Why not?

Since my mother died, Dad's got into a deep hole.

That's so sad.

The banks won't cut him any slack.

If I don't help bulk up his turnover, he'll go bust.

The family firm is his whole life.

That's the kind of stuff that gets you caught.

He insists I keep on until he's safe. In 2 months, it's over.

When you want out, you get collared.

He'll kill himself.

If he's made bankrupt, he'll kill himself for sure.

He's mentioned suicide? He has depressive tendencies?

He told you he bought a gun? Don't worry, honey, he'll be fine.

If you tell, you're a bastard!

Calling me a bastard may not bring me round to your point of view.

I'll remove some of the Primassol file before I give it to Alex.

I'm not sure that's a good idea anymore.

What?

I don't want to be an accomplice.

You think you can squeeze me for more?

I never sleep with co-workers. You won't be the first.

I'm not a monster, you know.

Business has no rules, but it has limits.

Jean-Claude has morals? That's a scoop.

OK, you win. I give in.

Primassol buys my silence.

But you sue Charles, too. It's part of the deal.

Gotta be.

I knew we'd reach an agreement.

I don't believe it!

Tell me I'm dreaming.

I fear not.

- You agree it was in all the way? - Sure...

but I have to put you down for a triple bogey.

What pleasure is this for you?

You win every time.

Between you and me, I like seeing you lose.

Just as I thought, perverse pleasure.

And my daughter?

- Still madly in love? - Still.

She's redecorating the apartment.

I'm glad to know Isabelle is happy.

It's important for a father.

For a husband, too.

I've seen husbands so wrapped up in their company

that they bring their worries home and wreck their marriage.

I'm not one of those.

When I look at Isabelle, I forget everything else.

Keep it up.

Your happiness is my sole concern.

You know, I never could keep my worries from my wife.

I'm sure Madeleine understands.

A case in point...

I was very worried after we lost Mobacom and Primassol.

It amounts to a serious loss of income.

I've identified the cause of the problem.

Don't say it's Béatrice's fault.

I'd hate to tell my brother his daughter has lost us millions.

I'd never have given her such a big assignment.

No, it was Alexandre Magne.

The fellow you promoted recently?

He hides it very well, but he's totally paranoid.

When you recruit, there's a chance of making a mistake.

Or promoting a phony!

He tried to convince me Jean-Claude tricked him.

In fact, he lost part of the file and screwed up.

As if it's better to be tricked than negligent.

Nice shot.

In any case, it won't save him. It's in motion.

Summary dismissal. A good example to the others.

You run the firm with an iron hand.

But dismissals still cost money.

With our recent results, perhaps it's time to try the velvet glove?

Experiencing a little turbulence is no reason

to rein in natural selection.

It's the only way to move forward.

I'll take a drop, OK?

Go ahead.

I've heard rather unpleasant rumors.

I fear I have to ask you...

Go ahead. You can tell me anything, Edouard.

Very well.

It appears you have been pestering a female employee.

Sorry?

A certain Nicole, I believe.

That's nonsense.

Knowing you, that was my reaction also.

Do you mind?

Shit!

My source says she has hired a lawyer to file suit.

What?

Sexual harassment. It's very embarrassing.

Can you see me hitting on my staff?

Honestly, that's ridiculous.

- It's what I've been told. - Who told you?

Do you think you're my only source of information in my firm?

You're spying on me?

I keep informed. It's my right.

Air shot.

That counts as a shot.

I know, thank you.

I have never pestered any of my staff. Neither Nicole nor anyone else.

Anyway, she's a real cock-tease. It's absurd.

I'm glad. You know, smoke and fire...

It's Béatrice, isn't it? She told your brother, who told you.

Keep him out of it.

It's complicated enough between us.

How can you give credit to an intern's tall tales?

In some cases, "tall tales" are enough to cause a problem,

founded in reality or not.

You see me harassing her?

That's not the issue.

You know I'm not alone on the board.

Ignoring this is not an option.

Don't tell me the whole board knows!

You know, I fought to have you named CEO,

out of love for my daughter.

Not everybody in the family appreciated it.

Not everybody likes you.

Even so, give me some reassurance.

This is all gossip?

Ammunition for those who think

the company would benefit from a new man in charge.

A man like Jean-Claude.

You want Jean-Claude to replace me?

He's anxious to progress.

Did he tell you about this lawsuit?

That would have been less than elegant.

You believe me, at least?

You are my son-in-law.

My darling daughter's beloved.

You're not going to play?

Having said that, if these allegations are proved,

I'd be hurt, Charles. Very hurt.

They won't be proved.

I hope so for you.

Curious coincidence that Nicole's accusations surface

just as Isabelle's having doubts.

About what?

7 years is a milestone in a marriage.

We rarely talk but she confides in Madeleine.

It's not what it was.

She never told me!

That's how it starts.

You stop talking, stop listening, begin fooling around...

- I told you... - What do you think?

That Isabelle sits home waiting?

That she dreamed of a life like that? I know my daughter.

Finally, we come to the point.

I was never good enough for Isabelle.

If you want to fire me, talk to my lawyer.

Don't drag her into it!

Play or we'll be in this bunker for hours.

Of course, quite right.

Very well, I'll play my shot.

That makes 9 in all, is that right?

How can you withdraw your trust in me now?

Was the firm flourishing when you appointed me?

Where are we now? I've grown turnover fivefold, profits sixfold.

Maybe you pulled strings to get me the job,

but it's not the whole story.

Perhaps, but dividends are down 2 years running.

Your employees are demotivated. You're too hard on them.

Are you kidding?

I've organized a canyoneering weekend for them.

To boost morale and team spirit.

How much more humane can you get?

Life isn't all work.

Isabelle won't accept you womanizing.

If she leaves you...

I'll be unemployed, facing divorce and accused...

You're not taking your putt?

...accused of sexual harassment.

That's why you asked me to play today?

I wanted to warn you of what might occur.

Warn me you're out for my blood.

Without giving me the benefit of the doubt.

Very thoughtful of you!

Your obsession with power, your contempt for others...

I don't like you, Charles.

Isabelle has taken her time to see the error of her ways,

but once she's out of your clutches,

rest assured, I won't let her fall back in.

She never loved you anyway.

You're innocent?

Get Nicole to deny her allegations.

Otherwise, announce your resignation as soon as possible.

That's right.

Let's get it over with.

This really isn't your lucky day.

I like to play fair.

I'll give you it.

Isn't this great? All of us here together?

Far from the harsh reality of daily life.

Watch these massive rocks crush your petty worries

and the clear water dissolve your stress.

See how the majesty of nature erases everything else.

How pleasant it is to take the path of harmony and serenity...

Sorry! I'm really sorry. I forgot to switch it off.

It's Uncle Edouard.

I'll take it, Béatrice.

- My uncle! - No matter.

He'll buy you a new one. He can afford it.

Let's relax now.

Deep breaths!

You'll see, this will forge our team spirit.

OK, let's go!

Asshole!

It's my fault for not switching it off.

Break out of your cocoon, Béatrice.

In real life, people aren't as sweet as you.

He should know.

- Loser! - Screw you!

Let it ride.

It's OK, I got a copy of my SIM-card made.

From this point on, take care.

Look where you're putting your feet.

You can easily get a foot stuck or twist your ankle. OK?

Charles, I wanted to thank you on behalf of us all.

- This is wonderful. - That's OK.

I'm really glad you're back with us, at least.

Yeah, Charles called yesterday to say he'd relaxed his man-management

and wanted to give me a second chance.

This is so cool, don't you think?

Why isn't Bertrand here?

I don't know.

As you may have noticed, canyoneering is an adventure sport.

It's not for pussies like Bertrand.

His tough luck!

This is where it gets serious.

Either you slide down there or you jump off here.

Over here.

Who's first?

Sure, I'll take the first jump.

When you jump, simple rules...

Arms by your sides or clasping your chest!

When you hit the water, kick with your legs.

- Got that? - Got it.

A word of warning. Once we're through here, there's no going back.

The only way out is at the other end of the canyon.

Here goes!

I'm next!

I'll go for the slide.

It's pretty daunting!

Do you mind if I go before you?

- Sure, if you want. - Thanks.

- Makes a change from the beach? - You bet!

Legs together!

Amazing!

- Next up, Alexandre! - No, it's me.

It's OK, don't bother.

Chilly?

Hey, you speak to her?

Not yet. I'm working on it.

You're crap. I should have asked Jean-Claude.

No, you came to the right man.

I swear, I'll solve the problem.

OK?

Here goes!

You've got a nerve coming on this trip.

Charles receives notification Wednesday.

I don't want him to suspect.

Did you tell him?

Of course not. I'm on your side.

Don't worry.

OK?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Is there a problem with Charles?

Absolutely not.

I'm OK.

- Sure? - Yes, I'm sure!

Why did you ask to go before me?

I just don't like going last.

You can tell me. What's up?

He keeps hitting on me. It gives me the creeps.

He keeps making allusions.

He tries to get me alone and touch me up.

I see.

At the same time, you're a beautiful woman.

Any man would be attracted.

Yeah but he won't leave it there.

You discuss it?

He knows he gives me the creeps.

Talk to him. Charles is how he is, but deep down he's not so bad.

Now he's taken you back, you're a fan?

No, but you have a problem to resolve.

My lawyer says I have a good case.

You're suing him?

Why not?

If every woman sued men that tried to pick them up...

That's not the same as harassment.

If it's money you're after,

cut a deal. He'll negotiate rather than be dragged through the mud.

He knows, you mean?

He asked you to talk to me?

Of course not.

You can't believe how you disappoint me!

Hang on!

I swear it's not like that.

You really suck, it's incredible!

Stay out of it now.

Are you OK?

Great!

Are you avoiding me?

No, why'd you say that?

I don't know... It looks that way since this morning.

You want people to think there's a problem?

I don't know what you mean.

You're pretty damned sexy in your wetsuit.

What do you want?

Drop the lawsuit and I'll cut a deal with you.

Who told you?

I keep informed.

We have to abseil down here, right?

Unless you wanna jump.

Get into your harnesses, I'll fix the ropes.

You have to abseil through the waterfall. It's quite simple

except for one tiny detail. Halfway down, the rockface indents,

so you don't have a foothold.

Don't slow up, you could drown.

Just abseil down using the descender until you feel the rock again.

Who wants to go first?

No problem.

Give me your descender.

This is very important.

Give the clip a quarter turn

so it doesn't jam in the water. That could be a problem

in case of emergency.

Go ahead, Alexandre.

Release your line.

Hand above the clip.

Lean back.

I thought you knew how.

It was a long time ago.

Ready!

You next!

What's up? You seem tense.

I'm fine. Everything's fine. Go on!

Do you mind if I go ahead of you?

Sure, of course.

Are you ready?

Nicole's going ahead of me.

Let me check.

Everything seems OK.

Well?

Ready for the drop?

I'm not backing out now.

At least that's clear.

Give me your descender.

Here, I'll get the blue rope.

She's a big girl, she can look after herself.

Time to go help her, don't you think?

I think he's right. She's drowning.

Clip yourself to my harness!

Hang onto me!

What's he doing?

Where are they?

I don't know.

It was my rope. It was stuck!

Breathe. Take good deep breaths.

Thank you.

Can we get down?

You're not gonna sue me after I saved your life, are you?

Can you see them?

Sorry, but I can't withdraw the suit now.

You'll make a fool of yourself in court, that's all.

We'll see. Don't touch me.

After what happened between us...

Just because we had sex 2 years ago,

you can't harass me the whole time.

Stop that! I never harassed you!

All we can do is wait. If they fell in a whirlpool, it's too late.

I'll try to reach them. Here...

You're a woman. I just tease you. It's only natural.

What's wrong with that?

You're always humiliating me!

That's all you're any good at. It turns you on.

What's the problem? You want compliments all day?

You have to earn them, honey!

You think you deserve that after what you did?

I want to get down!

OK, fine.

I'm sorry.

I was wrong to get upset.

Look, if it's money you want,

we can negotiate a settlement. Just tell me how much.

I don't care about your money, you fool!

I want people to know what a pervert you are!

You wanna wreck my life with false allegations?

I'm making an effort to find a peaceful solution to the situation!

You're sick!

What if I smashed your head on the rock?

We landed here and you banged your head, accidentally.

I couldn't do anything.

What could be more plausible?

You wouldn't do that. Let go of me and get us down.

Who'd suspect me? Who?

I just saved your life. That's a great alibi.

My leg!

Don't move him. I can do first aid!

Support his neck!

You OK?

Support his neck! Careful!

You'll be OK.

Fucking bitch whore, that hurts!

- Be careful! - I'm doing all I can.

It's not my fault.

What happened?

Charles broke his leg.

I made a splint. It looks worse than it is.

The bitch tried to kill me!

I pushed him after he threatened to smash my head open.

I'll go for help.

Who's staying with him?

No way am I staying here!

Get me out of here!

We don't have to stay, if he doesn't want to.

We should drown him. End of story.

I saved her life. Now she'll kill me!

You threatened to kill me!

I tried to scare her off from suing me.

I'm not a murderer.

That's all we need!

You're suing him?

Sexual harassment.

Liar!

Pervert!

Fuck, my leg!

Cut it out! He's in enough pain as it is.

Let's stay calm. There must be a short cut out.

Don't you think?

We can't climb out.

I know the way.

You need me!

We go get help and you sit tight here.

I know you're "anxious to progress" but for now I'm in charge!

We're not at work. Nobody's boss here.

Carry me out or I'll fire you all Monday morning!

Watch out!

You can't leave me here.

The water's rising. We'll be submerged any moment.

You're kidding?

I don't think he is.

Interlaken, '99... The river piled up behind trees and rocks

that formed a kind of natural dam.

When the pressure got too much, it gave way.

Tons of water burst through.

21 people died.

I'm not leaving him here. He's a human being!

- Thanks. - You can rely on me.

I won't forget this.

I'll help you.

Let's go.

Take it easy.

C'mon, Nicole, let's move it.

- Careful! - Float him on the surface.

You'll be OK.

He's right, it's not so difficult.

Neoprene floats really well?

Anybody notice that the water's rising by the minute?

Don't worry, it's an illusion.

Keep going.

That asshole Edouard would love to see me like this.

Button it. It's hard enough as it is.

Abandon me here, you traitor!

It must be the pain. Pay no attention.

Miss Goody Two Shoes there. What a pain in the ass!

- What do we do now? - We'll have to carry him.

I'll check it out.

Well?

It's just a few meters.

Turn him round, it'll be easier.

Are you sure you won't help?

I hope he dies!

The faster we go, the sooner we'll be out.

Get over here!

Only so we get out quicker.

Thank you truly.

Forget it.

Can we put our grudges to one side for a few minutes?

Gently... OK? And again!

- Haven't you done enough? - Why'd you do that?

It was an accident. I'm sick of this!

Calm down, she didn't do it on purpose.

Everybody's trying.

You can be such a phony!

Is it your shitty family tradition or what?

Keep moving, the water's still rising.

Apologize now.

And stop insulting my family.

I don't take orders from daddy's pissy little intern.

I won't be your intern much longer.

You're leaving? Did your darling Daddy

swing you a job some place else?

My darling Daddy and asshole Uncle are going to fire him!

What?

Is that true?

They haven't yet.

Thanks a bunch, Béatrice!

Edouard knows about the lawsuit?

Thanks to Béatrice, Daddy's little girl.

It wasn't me! I had no idea!

I bet!

I say we leave him here.

We can't do that.

Nicole's right.

Let's leave him.

Happy now? Can you live with yourself knowing you killed a man?

Nobody's going to leave you to die.

You're totally nuts! Béatrice is right.

It'd be a crime to leave him.

Have you seen how he slows us down?

We won't get out before nightfall.

When I think I nearly gave you a second chance!

You're a real scumbag!

We're not making deals here, this is about a man's life.

Of course, now he's getting the ax, you can just take his place.

You are a scumbag! You don't get it!

Don't expect me to help you! Are you coming?

Sorry but I won't die here for that bastard!

You make a fine pair, both of you!

Did she tell you about Primassol?

You didn't know she doctored the file she gave you?

I guess you didn't!

What about you, Nicole?

You tell him about your false invoices?

You didn't know?

You helped him screw me?

He threatened to give me away.

I helped my Dad boost his turnover with false invoices.

He was going bust!

You're a sick motherfucker!

A motherfucker with morals! And I'm honest!

You know you nearly cost me my job?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, too!

If I was gonna be set up like that,

I'd rather I got fired right away.

I wouldn't be in this shit now!

Shut up, you!

Screw you all!

Shit!

We'll let you float along. Gently, OK?

Be careful...

I don't believe it!

Maybe Charles knows how we can get past.

No, I'll try to climb over.

What now?

- Yeah, what now? - There's no point yelling!

There must be a way round it.

Underneath it.

Underwater?

Halfway through, there's a spot where you can come up for air.

We'll have to go separately.

Suits me fine.

Can I come with you?

After you.

I hate swimming underwater.

You OK?

Fine.

Get ready.

I should maybe go last. Then I can help out just in case.

In case he tries to drown me?

Stop being paranoid!

We gotta get moving. You come along behind us, OK?

OK.

Here goes...

OK?

If you didn't know I was getting fired,

you'd let me die to take my place.

Don't tempt me.

Where are the others?

Think we can slide down it?

I don't know.

We'll have to abseil down.

Great!

Thanks for waiting.

We weren't. We just wanna get the fuck out of here!

Let's go!

Wait!

There's a whirlpool at the bottom.

What's that mean?

It means if you fall in it, you'll drown.

Better and better!

You have to keep to one side to avoid it.

I'll explain how.

What about you?

You can hoist me down. It won't be a problem.

You're shitting us and you want help!

I'll take care of you, Charles.

Is there more stuff like this or are we nearly there?

We have to abseil the last drop. We've nearly made it.

I swear! Just get me out of here!

OK, he's ready!

Let's get it over with!

I was so looking forward to being with you guys today!

How do I know I'm secured?

You all want to kill me! How can I trust you?

You have no choice.

You want to drown me?

Just slide down, you'll be OK. Let us do all the work.

I want her with me!

Stop it or I'll cut you loose!

Jean-Claude won't let her drown!

Calm down, we're here to help you.

We're ready! Let's go!

Hold on... I want Béatrice with me!

We're all going to die.

This time, we leave him.

What?

Throw him in the whirlpool after her.

Stop it!

Stop it now!

Stick together and we'll get out of this alive, OK?

I didn't mean to do it.

I'm not a monster!

I never wanted anyone to get hurt!

Don't worry.

Trust me.

We'll get out of this together.

The rope!

He took the rope!

If he abseils down the last drop, we'll be stuck. I'll go after him.

Leave me here. I already have one death on my conscience.

I won't let anyone else die today.

My foot's stuck!

Help me!

Help me!

I'm begging you!

Do what it takes to stay ahead. You told me that.

You're crazy!

I was talking about fair play.

This isn't a game!

Getting me fired was a game, was it?

I can't do it!

I don't want to die!

Charles was right. You'll be a scumbag all your life!

Maybe, but a scumbag who makes it!

That's where we're different.

I'm begging you, don't leave me!

I'm sorry...

Hey... Good to see you on your feet.

Hi, Bertrand.

It's weird taking the boss's place after such a freak accident.

Why didn't you come along?

The idea of him standing right in front of me

with a 10-meter drop behind him and sharp rocks down below...

I wouldn't have resisted the urge to push him off.

Isn't that terrible?

I understand.

After all he put you through.

It's stupid but when they told me there'd been a problem

and you'd all tried to save him, I wondered how...

how I would have reacted.

You want to know the truth?

What truth?

The truth is I don't know.

You can sleep easy thinking,

"I'm a good guy. I did the right thing".

But I don't know.

I'm sure you'd have done the same.

Thanks for the benefit of the doubt.

We're human beings, after all.

You knew Nicole was suing Charles?

She told me, yes.

I nearly sued him for moral harassment.

She knew and asked me for a lawyer.

So it was you who told Edouard?

Pretty mean trick?

I was scared she'd chicken out.

I really wanted to hurt Charles.

Back in the day, I was a good guy, too. Like you.

He made me turn nasty.

Are you ready to come back to work?

You think you can persuade Edouard?

I have a trump card.

Isabelle.

Charles' wife? I didn't know you knew her.

We decided to keep it quiet a while longer.

If you see what I mean.

How long's that been going on?

I can tell you because we're pals.

Since Chamonix.

My room was right next to yours. I thought you'd guessed.

Not a word?

Nobody else knows.

You can have total faith in me.

Good.

Say... Do you play poker?

You'll have to come round one evening soon.

For a game. That way you'll meet your new co-workers.

They're all really cool.

Watch out, though, we don't accept cheats.

I fired one guy during his trial period

because he kept aces up his sleeve.

That's not your style, is it?

Of course not, Bertrand.

I always play fair.

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