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Yeah, I know.

What's wrong, George?

I have hallucinations, Agnes.

Thanks to my wife.

I see her everywhere.

It's nothing, George.

You have been so shocked by this accident.

Come, I'll take care of you.

After all, it's my job, isn't it?

Oh.

Look, Agnès.

I don't see anything.

She's gone.

Who's gone?

My grace, she was there, behind the car.

Listen, Georges, it's not serious.

It's rather macabre for a nun, don't you think?

It's not serious, but it's true. It's her that I saw earlier on the road.

And who almost caused an accident.

It was a woman who looked like him.

What woman could wear a white fox jacket?

And why not assume that a beggar could dig up the grave and get rid of this

jacket?

Besides, I don't see what childishness to have buried her with this fur.

To have given in to this caprice.

Caprice that was the last will of a dead woman.

A dead woman in a car accident?

In the company of her lover, with whom she cheated on you for years.

And you didn't like her anymore.

I never understood why you didn't want to divorce her.

Could I have given up on a woman who had mental alienation when she realized she

was sterile?

You were paid to know.

You're right.

You did your duty.

At the limit of your strength.

And mine.

That's what allowed me to know you.

And to love you.

Tomorrow I'll call the cemetery.

To know if the tomb is still in place.

But I'm sure it's the overwork that makes you believe in the coming.

See you soon.

C 'est toi, Grasse.

C 'est Grasse.

Tu es vivante.

Vivante.

Tu m 'attendais?

Attendais.

Pourquoi m 'as -tu attiré ici?

Attiré ici?

Tu m 'aimes. Je t 'aime.

You never look down again.

Never look down?

Thank you.

Oh. Oh.

Oh.

Ugh!

Jamais je n 'ai connu un tel plaisir avec aucune femme.

Jamais. Tu m 'as paru aussi passionné et sensuel.

Hello? It's me, yes.

Oh, yes, Mr. Perfectement, yes.

Have you found anything?

Empty?

The tomb is empty?

But that's impossible.

No, excuse me, I... But I don't know.

I don't know.

I'll talk to my husband.

We'll give you instructions.

Oui, monsieur.

Merci, monsieur.

Dites -moi, au fait, il y a un homme qui a été inhumé en même temps que Grasse

Villardin. Monsieur Henri Dandelot.

C 'est ça, c 'est exact. Oui, ils ont péri dans le même accident.

Est -ce qu 'il serait possible de faire les mêmes recherches au niveau de sa

sépulture?

Non. Oui, d 'accord, nous n 'avons aucun motif pour cela, oui.

Bien.

Bon.

Au revoir, monsieur. Merci.

caresses the cheek

caresses the cheek

caresses the neck

caresses the neck

The language is erogenous.

Eros, our planet.

Eros, love.

Love of bodies.

Voluptuous satisfaction.

Fruits ripe, inflated with desire.

De l 'être à la fécondation.

Plaisir.

Naissance.

Développement de la race d 'Eros.

En ridant de l 'eau, je serai capable de te tuer.

Henry, in the water.

You are...

Your

mother, you found her.

You both made me walk well.

Aren't you ashamed?

Ashamed? What is it?

I want you.

I need your body, Grace.

Je ne peux plus me passer de toi. Tout le reste me paraît fade.

La copulation érotique donne naissance à la race des roses.

Oh, my God.

Who are you?

My name is Grace.

My name is Grace.

You have learned our language, but very quickly.

D 'où venez -vous?

Nous venons de la planète Eros.

Un cataclysme a contraint notre population à se réfugier dans l

'astronef qui erre depuis dans l 'espace interstellaire. Nous avons observé

votre civilisation depuis longtemps.

Notre progrès scientifique dépasse le vôtre de beaucoup.

Nous cherchons une planète accueillante.

Aussi, nous avons besoin d 'enveloppes pour nous réincarner. Nous avons

qu 'il y a des corps qui ne vous servent à rien et que vous enterrez.

Les cadavres.

Puisque vous n 'en faites rien, nous pensons les utiliser.

Notre science nous permet de réparer les anévrismes de la crosse de la horte.

C 'est pourquoi toute personne morte d 'un accident du cœur est immédiatement

récupérée par nous.

Grâce à ce que vous appelez l 'amour, nous pouvons nous multiplier et apporter

votre population le haut degré de développement scientifique auquel nous

déjà arrivés.

Eros, c 'est l 'amour.

C 'est amour.

We ignore hate, murder, war, love.

Are you looking for something?

Yes, I... I lost it. You lost this object while kneeling on the other side.

Thank you.

I didn't realize it.

Are you all right?

Yes.

Yes, I'm all right.

What are you reading?

Oh, listen, this is very amusing.

The UFOs, whose scientific progress would be very early compared to ours,

observe our planet, presumably, for years.

And would intervene in the case where the madness of men would lead them to

to destroy the Earth.

Why not?

It's plausible.

I don't know.

I'm not an expert on the subject.

By the way, I saw the conservator of the cemetery.

Why by the way?

Is it a relationship?

No, none.

I say that because I saw him this morning.

What did he tell you?

They found nothing.

They found nothing in the grave?

They found nothing abnormal.

How?

Tu n 'as pas revu cette femme qui ressemblait à Grasse?

Non.

Tu n 'as pas non plus trouvé la fourrure qu 'elle portait le jour de l

'enterrement?

But no, why all these questions?

You annoy me at the end, it's like an interrogation.

Why are you angry?

You have no reason?

Bien couché.

Il y a longtemps que nous n 'avons pas fait l 'amour.

Mais je n 'ai pas envie de faire l 'amour en ce moment.

Tu sais que c 'est très mauvais pour la santé.

C 'est ça qui te rend de mauvaise humeur.

Je ne suis pas de mauvaise humeur.

And then abandon this maternal tone. Your protection, I have enough of your

protection.

You really want to protect me from everything, don't you?

Wouldn't you have helped a little Grace to die to protect me?

But in fact, you know very well that Grace died in the accident.

From a rupture of the aneurysm of the aorta.

The aneurysm of the aorta.

But it's true.

And I didn't dream.

But no, you didn't dream.

And neither did I dream of tidying up the library the other day.

I found the white envelope that he had put there.

But I don't know.

You say anything.

How do you want me to know?

Well, I'm going to tell you.

You put it there.

And it's you who makes love with a UFO every day.

That's why you don't want to make love with your wife anymore. You're crazy.

I lied to you earlier.

I wanted to see if you would have the audacity to tell me the truth.

Well, I'm going to tell you, the grave of Grasse has not been stolen.

The corpse came out on its own.

And that of Henri d 'Anglot too.

And even if it was true,

They would prevent us from destroying our planet, since they only want the

envelopes of dead men.

They will prevent us from destroying our planet, yes.

But they will destroy us.

To have our corpses even faster.

And you want to help them spread our species?

But their species is love.

Eros.

Eros. When it serves them.

Well, go and take care of our enemy.

George! George, I don't have it!

C 'est ainsi que vous l 'appeliez?

Vous avez mal choisi votre enveloppe.

Henri Dandelou était un être veul et lâche.

La personnalité de cet homme n 'existe plus.

Il y a dans ce corps l 'esprit d 'Eros.

Eros.

Sur votre planète, cela signifie amour.

Amour.

Pourquoi êtes -vous nu? La nudité de l 'enveloppe ne modifie en rien l 'esprit

qui l 'habite.

Votre esprit humain s 'attarde sur des détails de bien peu d 'importance.

Je vais avoir mon enfant.

Vous êtes stérile.

Il n 'y a pas de mot si bénin qu 'un être des roses ne puisse guérir.

Vous savez tout et vous ne savez pas accoucher toute seule?

Notre esprit peut dominer les sensations.

Mais nous acceptons le plaisir.

Pourquoi refuserions -nous la douleur?

We don't want your domination.

You will perish with your heir.

No one will look for your corpse.

It will return where it came from.

George, you can't let her

do

that.

It's not a woman.

But she's so thin, she's so skinny.

It's your child, George.

Are you sure, Grace, that it's my child?

Leave this woman.

This child will be ours.

Of our species only.

Son of the roses.

Peace, love, no hate, no murder, no

war. You have discovered violence.

You put me in a trap.

You only know violence as the ultimate solution.

You will never be able to solve your problems, small or big.

You do not transcend your passions.

You have reached your point of incompetence in science because of your

passions.

You will not resist your impulses.

Without us, you will end up destroying your planet.

You killed the two women I loved.

You will die too.

You can destroy this body, but

you can do nothing against my spirit.

You are alive.

Alive.

Alive.

Qui es -tu?

Je suis ta femme.

Ma femme?

Agnès, Grasse, ou un être d 'ailleurs.

Tu m 'aimes?

Je t 'aime.

Alors, que t 'importe?