All language subtitles for Les.Tourhi

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(Birds chirping)

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HAUNTED MINDS

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(Door rattling)

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(Rustling)

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(Street din)

(Street din)

(Music from passing radio)

(Distant street din)

(Bell rings)

(Door clattering)

Hi.

I said to call first.

I lost my phone.

Here. For you and the boys.

- Can I come in?
- No.

Skender, you can't just turn up.

It hurts them.

You turn up, say you'll be back
Sunday, then vanish for months.

You could be dead.

You can't do that to kids.

You just can't.

I understand. Sorry.

Give them these.

Their names are on them.

Ok.

Bye.

(Door thumps)

(Woman speaking on TV)

(Electronic video game whirring)

(Distant street din)

(Distant alarm whirring)

(Street din)

(Door thumping shut)

(Car doors thumping)

(Engines revving)

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(Engine rumbling)

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- Hi, comrade.
- Sergeant.

Not anymore.

Get in.

I don't believe it.

How long now?

Five years.

You're a general now?

Not really.

It's Madam's car.

There's a madam?

- And a sir?
- No.

Fancy a couscous?

Between legionnaires.

So you're a chauffeur?

Not only that.

Bodyguard?

I cook too.

I look after the
house, repair stuff...

I shop and clean.
But I'm no lackey.

What are you?

The man of the house.

That's not her style.

What's her style?

Bourgeois.

Cool.

- Dead boring.
- No.

Comfortable.

I'm not with Manon anymore.

She asked me to leave.
Two years ago.

No, three years.

I'm homeless since.

I won't spell it out.

I don't booze too much.

I'm still a legionnaire.

I won't die on the street
like a dog.

I'm free.

That's what matters, right?

Fate is crazy.

Five years without
meeting and now

same place and time.

It's not fate.

I looked for you.

It wasn't that hard.

Once I got Manon's address,
I waited.

- You saw her?
- No.

I wanted to see you.

You really missed me?

My boss needs someone like you.

She has an offer for you.

- What?
- She'll explain.

I'll introduce you.

The rest is between you.

It's something you can't do?

Exactly.

- I won't do time again, Max.
- Wasn't my fault.

Jobs like that for guys like me
are never clean jobs.

It's up to you.

You can always meet her.

I guess.

- Alright.
- Good.

We'll see a barber
and buy you clothes.

I'm not taking her a tramp.

(Car engine humming)

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(Door clunks shut)

(Dog barking)

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Hello, Madam.

Hello, Max.

(Shushing dogs)

Skender.

Madam.

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A pleasant drive?

Yes, thank you.

Do you need anything?

No, thank you.
See you later.

See you later.

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Have a seat.

Something to drink?
Beer? A glass of wine?

Coffee, if possible.

Of course.

(Dogs barking)

That can last hours.

Dogs never tire of
chasing a stick.

Or a prey.

They love that.

Hunting, tracking, trailing.

I understand, I'm the same.

I've hunted everything possible.

Lions, bears,

wild boars, even an elephant.

Every kind of prey.

And every way possible.

From a hide,
stalking, on a beat.

It's my passion.

A drug, almost.

You can call it a drug.

Milk or sugar?

Nothing, thank you.

Max speaks highly of you.

We're like brothers.
I'd be dead without him.

He never told me that.

In the Legion?

No, in Iraq,
working for the Americans.

When you were mercenaries?

Contactors.

Isn't it the same?

Not exactly.

You were paid to fight.

- Yes.
- So it's the same.

But we won't quibble.

Were you in prison
before or after Iraq?

- I'm confused.
- Before.

I'd left the Legion
for my wife...

But I find civilian life tricky.

- And you met the wrong people?
- Yes.

When I got out, Max
had left the army.

He was with the Americans,
hiring guys for Iraq.

What are you doing now?

A bit of building work.

Undeclared, no doubt?

Yes.

Is it hard?

It's building.

Don't you miss the action?

No.

Max says you're different.

Even as a soldier
you were different.

More a warrior.

A hero in the Greek sense.

A sort of Demi-god.

Do you like war?

No.

- Really?
- Really.

You can tell me.
I won't be shocked.

No, I don't like it.

- And fighting?
- Neither.

I think you do.

That's your right.

You have children, I think?

Max told you that too?

We have time to talk.

He said I couldn't
look after them?

No. Why?
I don't need a babysitter.

I cherish my sons.

I'd die for them.

Parents would die
for their children.

No idea, I never had children.

And I don't think my mother
would die for me.

Would you really die for them?

It's a bit easy.

You say it, knowing
it won't happen.

No, you know.

You sense it.

For instance

if I suggested you die for
your children right now,

would you accept?

Yes, but it won't happen.

Why not?

Acts require reasons, and
neither of us would gain from it.

I know we would.

How much?

What would you say?

3 million.

Quite a sum.

High self-esteem.

No.

You don't ask what
I expect of you?

At that price,
anything you want.

You need to know
what you're committing to.

Be my prey for a month.

If you're still alive after
a month, the money's yours.

If I kill you sooner,
we'll give it to your family.

Are you tempted?

(Room din)

(Rain pelting)

(Phone buzzing)

(Birds twittering)

Of course, Madam.

(Rain pelting)

(Dogs panting)

We've done a deal.

Some champagne to celebrate?

No, thank you, Madam.
I'll have water.

(Footsteps)

You really won't sit?

I'd rather stand.

(Footsteps)

Thank you, Max.

(Footsteps)

May the best win.

(Clink)

Max will be our referee.
He'll explain all the details.

It'll be in the Carpathians.

My husband rented
a forest for bear.

I've kept it.

It's very pretty.

And big enough to
be undisturbed.

The area is 10 km by 15 km.

It's mountainous,
with a river and streams.

You'll have maps and the
coordinates of three caves.

They're several
kilometres apart.

I'll supply them once a week.

In each, you'll have enough
for two days.

You can't hunt or fish.
That's important.

If you do, we'll put
the dogs on your trail.

You'll have an ankle tag.

It'll go off
if you try to leave the zone.

Of course,

you cannot be armed.

No stones,

no stakes, no clubs.

Nothing.

But you can defend yourself.

Charge, for instance.

Like buffaloes or elephants.

And hit with your
head, fists or feet.

Until death ensues, if you like.

- That wasn't planned, Madam.
- Yes, but it's said now.

And what's said is said, right?

Go on, Max.

You get a 12-hour start.

Madam can only move on foot,
with a single rifle,

bolt-action, without a scope,

and one box of ammo.

I'll carry my gear myself.

Weapons, supplies, the lot.

I'll be self-sufficient.

Max can't help me.

If I have to step in for any
reason, the hunt would end

and you'd keep the full sum.

What says you'll pay if I die?

After all we've been through,
can't you trust me?

I want an advance.

- Of course.
- One million.

One million now,
the second when the hunt begins,

and the rest at the end.

Take it or leave it.

I'll take it.

(Shifting)

When does it begin?

The season opens in six months.

Wait until then.

Any other questions?

No.

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(Vehicle approaching)

(Low droning)

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30 or 31?

- What?
- The hunt.

- 30 days or 31?
- What does it matter?

It's not the same thing.

After weeks in the cold and rain
being shot at,

24 hours matter.

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You think you'll last weeks?

Screw what I think.
Is it 30 days or 31?

It's my right to know.

A week would be a miracle.

After, you'll lose count.

You don't know that.

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She can make the pleasure linger
24 hours more.

At that price, she can.

Besides, she could break a leg.
Who knows?

It needs to be set.
30 days or 31, but not a month.

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Let's say 30 then.

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(Okay.)

30.

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We say 30.

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Here, your keys.

When Madam's bored,
we come to live here.

For plays, concerts,
art galleries.

Non-stop for three or four days.
Sometimes a week.

Then we go back.

What's so funny?

You at the theatre.

I even read books now.
And I enjoy it.

You can stay here
until you find a place.

For you.

My number's in it.

You had it all planned.

Want a bite to eat?

There's plenty of food.

Madam can turn up anytime,
so the fridge is always full.

A guy's paid for that.

A former legionnaire.

You don't know him. A Filipino.

You'll bump into him.

(Room din)

(Helicopter blades pulsing)

(Machine gun firing)

(Men crying out)

(Gunfire continues)

(Gunfire continues,
helicopter whirring)

Sorry, I should have warned you.

I felt the same too.

But you get used to it.

You realize it's beautiful.

How can you say that?

Forgotten our comrades?

They were only 20, shit.

They died in our arms.

They died and we're alive.

The guys firing at us
were behind those rocks.

That's beautiful?

Where was he?

Maybe he was shooting at us too.

Who will the kids shoot at
in 10 years?

Whose throats will they slit?

How can you live
with these fucking photos?

These fucking photos remind me
peace comes after war.

Children play, flowers
grow back. I need that.

- I need to remember time heals.
- The hell it does!

Children grow, stop playing
and go to war.

And they trample your flowers.

It's always been like that.

Always has been, always will be.

It'll never change.

Maybe.

But I prefer to believe.

And I prefer those images
to the ones in my mind.

(Room din)

(Max singing)

I once had a comrade

You won't find a better one

See you soon.

In peacetime, in war

We were like two brothers

At the same pace and step

(Singing)

At the same pace and step

(Car cabin drone)

(Max's singing continues)

A bullet whistles in the air

Which one will it strike?

(Singing continues)

He falls to the ground

He lies there in the dust

My heart is torn

(Car cabin drone)

(Piano music)

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Did it all go well?

Yes.

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No second thoughts?

No, Madam.

Have you dined?

Yes, thank you, Max.

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Do you regret it?

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No.

No, no regrets...

Don't mock.

I'm not mocking.

I know what this costs you.
A brother in arms matters.

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You heard him too.

For him, it's a good deal.

Everyone is happy then.

I'm not.

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Allowing him to
kill you is wrong.

It spices things up.

There's virtually
no chance of that.

Virtually no chance
means there's a chance.

I hope so.

You fetched him
as he's exceptional, right?

That's how you sold him.

The best possible prey.

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The most dangerous too.

Don't underestimate him.

I certainly don't.

You don't hunt lions
if you fear getting eaten.

Let's make sure
that doesn't happen.

(Low bass beat)

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(Flesh squelching)

While respecting the rules.

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Of course, Madam.

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You shouldn't have
made me meet him.

You had to make him the offer.
I couldn't.

I know, I don't blame you.

But I've heard his voice.

I've seen his eyes, his face,

his emotions on it...

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It's no longer the same.

I have to shoot a man I know,
with a story, a past, feelings...

I thought you wanted that.

Absolutely.

It doesn't mean it'll be easy.

But if I forgot he's a man,
there'd be no interest in it.

I have to remember
he has children he loves,

that he's sacrificing himself.

That he's a man, not just
a prey smarter than others.

It'd be a crime to forget.

Don't worry.

You never forget.

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(Indistinct chatter)

(Camera clicking)

(Indistinct chatter)

(Camera clicking)

(He greets in other language)

A photo?

(Camera clicking)

(Footsteps)

(Footsteps continue)

(Floorboards creak)

(Footsteps continue)

(Street din)

(Traffic din)

(Brakes, tires squeal)

(Street din)

(Room din)

(Footsteps)

(Nature din)

(Distant urban din)

(Distant children's voices)

Where were you?

None of your business.

I kept calling.
Why didn't you answer?

I'm not a dog who comes
when you whistle.

Get used to it.

What is it?

Sign this.

It makes you

unit protection advisor
for Madam's group.

She has a group?

Chemicals and mines,
factories worldwide.

What you're supposed to protect.

This'll explain.

Countries, what we do there.

It'll help you
answer any questions.

Still got your papers?

We'll open you a bank account.

To pay you a salary
for the next six months.

From your advance.

Now, get back into shape.

Why, if I won't last a week?

You never know.

You've changed your tune.

I guess you convinced me.

It'd piss you off to give
your boss damaged goods.

I won't bust my ass six months
just for her.

I'm gonna enjoy life.

I'll eat like a king
and sleep like never before.

If I gain 20 kilos,
the price won't change.

I thought you'd
want to die a man.

As you want.

Exactly. As I want.

From now on, that's how it is.

If you have the balls,
we can fight a bout.

You'll see what I can do.

I don't enjoy hitting guys now.

Getting beaten up neither.

I've lost the balls for it.

You prefer museums?

Exactly, I prefer museums.

(Sighing)

What have you done?

I introduced you to my boss.

- You sold me.
- No.

I introduced you.

She made an offer, you accepted.

I didn't force you. No one did.

Why not give me
the Filipino's job?

You'd have got me
out of the shit.

Madam wants the best.

Him for housekeeping.
You for fighting. Get it?

Too bad.

(Knocking)
Hello, Mrs Suarez.

I'll check your blood pressure.

- How do you feel today?
- Not great.

Not great?

(Heart monitor beeping)

We'll see.

(Phone ringing)

Hi there.

- What's this number?
- It's mine.

Save it, it's my phone.

I've found a job,
and an apartment.

Really? Where?

In Paris.

I'll be back later.

That's great.
What did you want?

I was thinking

we could meet up.

- I'll buy you dinner.
- I don't want dinner, Sken.

After work, I'm beat.
I just go home.

- Coffee, then?
- If you want.

I have to go.

(Knocking)
Hello, Mr Piedra.

Do you like it?

(Dishes clattering)

Hi.

So you've found a real job?

- How did you do it?
- Guess.

- I don't know.
- It's not that hard.

Max?

I should've known.

How is he?

He's fine.

And you?

Same as usual.

Work, the boys,
night duty, the boys,

weekend duty, the boys...

Then all over again.

Routine, I guess.

But it's fine. They're kind.

They know we're meeting?

I was waiting to see you.

No sense in exciting them
or worrying them.

They're used to worrying.

And being disappointed too.

I understand.

No, you don't.

You were never around.

You always left without warning.

Weeks without news.

Would you come back?

Should we wait?
Put it all behind us?

That was our life with you.

We don't hold it against you.
We know we can't change you.

But I need to protect them.

They keep waiting,
but I need to prepare them.

I'll wait. Let me know.

You didn't turn up unannounced.

I appreciate it.

I've something to tell you.

I'd like to pay you alimony.

Tell me how much.
I have no idea.

Thanks, but I can manage.

- I always have.
- I know.

I know that at least.

But now I can.

I want to.

Maybe, but I don't.

Why not?

I make good pay.
It won't compensate but

it'll be easier for you.

I've even taken
out life insurance.

- Another risky job?
- No, don't worry, it's normal.

Normal...

I swear, it's a real job,
in a real company. Look.

Show the boys this.

What'll you do?

Visit factories.

Spot security problems
and find solutions.

Visiting all these countries?

A lot of them, yes.

I'm happy for you.

A Drilling isn't bad.

It's too heavy.

Why have two different barrels
with just 20 cartridges?

True, but I've always
loved this rifle.

Maybe because of the name.

I'll settle for the M12.

It's light and robust.

Just what I need.

Are you coming?

(Gunfire)

(Light instrumental music)

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(Gunfire)

(Upbeat music from game console)

When's he coming?

When's he coming?

- When's he coming?
- You asked five times.

I already told you.
Soon, I don't know.

Maybe never.

Jordi, be nice.

He gets on my nerves.

Will we recognise him?

Of course, we will.
Everyone recognises their dad.

Mum said we wouldn't.

It's a turn of phrase.
It means he's changed,

but we'll recognise him.
He hasn't grown a trunk.

Will he recognise us?

(Doorbell ringing)

You've changed!

You too.

On the street,
I wouldn't have recognised you.

Hi.

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(Computer keys clacking)

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Mum, look what Dad bought us.

Nice.
Put it in your room.

Jordi, give us five minutes.

Are you crazy?

How much did it cost?

- Money's not a problem.
- It is.

It's a problem for me.
Do you know how much I make?

You'll ruin everything
I taught them.

I didn't think. I'm sorry.

That's your excuse?

I never gave them nice things...

- They were happy.
- I bet.

To see them, follow the rules.

I won't let you spoil them.

It was to please them.

It was to please you.

Go now.

We'll talk next time.

Dad!

I made this.

It's for you.

Do you like it?

Yes.

Very much.

Thanks.

(Whirring)

Ever gonna stop following me?

Think I didn't see you?

What's up?
Can't I spend time with my kids?

- You can.
- Great.

As you're here, let's see Manon.

She'll finally believe me
and drop all her questions.

- Not my problem.
- Yes, it is.

If you won't go,
she'll blame me.

She'll try to call you herself.

So let's sort this out now.

I'm busy right now.

Next time.

She wants to thank you
for all you've done.

So we'll do dinner,
like old times.

I'll call you.

(Whirring)

He's going to ditch us.

What kind of idea is that?

Think about it.
A million is a lot of money.

Not that much.

For him it is.

Enough to disappear
with his family.

They'll vanish without a trace.

I don't think so.

They'd have to change name.

He'd have to explain why.

And where the money's from.

Can you see him
telling his wife?

It wouldn't be long before the
kids posted on social media.

We'd find them in
next to no time.

With his sense of honour,
he wouldn't.

Sometimes, Madam,
honour doesn't hold up.

It's inexistent.
Even for guys like him.

And guys like you?

For me too.

Let's say

we forget honour.

But he can't face losing.

He'll fight me out of duty.

He said he would,
and he keeps his word.

You can't control that.

It happens deep in the brain.

Everything else is a pretext.

Even money,
it's always a pretext.

Not with the poverty he's known.

Then we agree.
He won't give up on two million.

Maybe not...

Certainly not.

Don't dwell on that meal
with his wife.

I'll come with you.

I'll be your fiancée.

The legionnaire and the
China girl has a ring to it.

I don't think so, no.

He wouldn't laugh.

- Nor me.
- You're no fun, neither of you.

Go without me then,
but it's a pity.

I won't go.

Yes, you will.

You've no choice.

To stay in charge,
you have to go.

- I have to thank you again.
- You don't.

I do.

Been here before?

Nice, isn't it?

- But it feels like a show home.
- It's furnished.

No time to find a real flat.

You've made too much.

Take the leftovers for the boys.

- Can he really afford this?
- Yes.

Even bigger, if he wanted.

I don't believe it.

Homeless to a place like this...

It's impossible.
That never happens.

Very few guys have his skills.

I know only him.

And I know people.

He's worth his weight in gold.

I don't believe it,
no matter how hard I try.

Even so...

You'll see,
he'll screw it all up again.

Sooner or later.

He'll go quiet and disappear.

I don't think so.
It's a tailor-made job.

Always on the move, and no boss

to tell him what to do.

Everything good in his life
is thanks to you.

You're the best thing
to happen to him.

I had no hand.

I wish I was...

But I'm not so sure.

Remember?

Should I?

You took it.

After Côte d'Ivoire,
before the Congo. Remember?

The mission, yes...

- That day, no.
- We had fish soup!

Speaking of the past...

To our reunion.

Come to meet the boys.

Good idea.

They'll love you.

Keep your family out of this.

Not your sons.

Didn't you know I had kids
when you came?

Don't I have to die for them?

Don't play this game.

Not my fault they're unhappy.
I didn't abandon them.

Plane ticket.

To Romania to scout the area.

What are you on? Think I'll
obey your every command?

That's over,
you're no longer my sergeant.

It's not up for debate.

Will you force me?

If the hunt hasn't started,
I'm free. Those are the rules.

We leave Tuesday.

I'm free...

(Paper rustling)

(Silence)

(Paper rustling)

♪

(Water rushing)

(Nature din)

I'm not here next weekend.

I have to leave for work.

Not long, ten days or so.

Where?

India.

Cool!
Bring me back a Ganesh?

A what?

A god with an elephant's head
and four arms.

- Is there such a thing?
- Of course.

You know a lot.
Where did you learn that?

From my Tamil friends at school.

Will you bring me one?

If I can find one, but not sure.

You will!
They're everywhere in India.

Hatred is powerful,
it can destroy a country.

And I lived there,

on a farm in the mountains.

Will we go one day?

- Would you like that?
- Yeah.

Try it now.

What do you want to be?

I don't know.

A chef, maybe.

- Or an ichthyologist.
- What?

An ichthyologist,
a fish specialist.

I didn't know.

You've time to think.

Just don't be a soldier
or a crook.

You were a soldier?

Yeah.

A crook too.

I've been to prison
and I'm not proud of it.

That's why you were unhappy,

because of me and no one else.

I'm sorry.

From now on,
everything I do will be for you.

Just promise,
you'll never be a crook.

I promise.

- Or a soldier?
- No.

- How old are you?
- 11.

You're a man now.

I don't think so.

Soon.

You know, my job is dangerous.

I'm very careful
but you never know.

If one day I don't come back,

you have to tell
your brother that.

Not now, later.

When he's your age.

Can I count on you?

Yeah.

(Dramatic music)

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Gifts from her husband.

She never wore them.

And he's dead...

She sold his watches too.

His collection was so vast, he
had one for every day of the year.

The watches alone were worth

a hundred times more
than all I've ever earned.

After the sale, a
guy stalked her.

I took care of it.

Politely, but firmly.

As I know how.

Madam liked that.

She asked me to work for her.

- Since then...
- Stop with your stories.

If you miss her, call her.

Just let me eat in peace.

Up at 6 tomorrow.

Don't be long.

♪

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Last night.

If you want.

See you this evening.

♪

(Engine rumbling)

(Thunder rolling)

We're not playing, Madam.

He's a soldier.

He's preparing his defence.

We're losing ground.
Tomorrow, it's his.

Game always knows
its home ground.

It's only natural he's ahead.

This isn't what we planned.

As long as the hunt hasn't
started, he's free.

If he likes,
he can stay until September.

Believe me, Madam,
we must go elsewhere.

Stop being so afraid.
Am I afraid?

You should be.

Fear keeps us alive.

But it stops us from living.

Still afraid of dying?

I don't know.

I think so, yes.

I'm not.

(Speaking other language)

(Rooster crowing)

Come on.

(Breathing deeply)

(Click)

(Gunfire)

Let's go.

(Nature din)

(Fire crackling)

(Gunfire)

(Gunfire)

(Flies buzzing)

Think I killed my husband?

No, Madam.

I believe what you told me.

When I said I wanted
to hunt a man,

you didn't wonder?

That he was the first,
and I'd got a taste for it?

Never.

It wouldn't change anything.

Not for me.

I didn't kill him.

I never doubted it, Madam.

(Fire crackling)

(Woman screams)

Max!

Max!

(Man screaming)

Sken!

(Screaming continues)

Morning, Max.

Morning, Madam.

Thank you, Max.

This wasn't you?

No.

Nice one, Skender.

Well played.

(Forest din)

Hello.

Salut.

Get back ok?

Coffee?

Please.

Something to tell me?

Nothing in particular.

I wanted to check in,
see how you were doing.

Fine...

Tip-top...

But you've aged, mate.

In three days,
you didn't spot me once.

And I kept close.

(Coffeemaker whirring)

With the dogs, it'll get tough.

They don't scare me,
and neither does she.

To get me, she
has to be smarter,

and, even then,
it won't suffice.

Let's hope so.

What's this?

Manon's new house.
I'm viewing some tomorrow.

I won't be gone long.
Don't worry.

I'm not worried.

Why would I be?

(Rustling)

(Car din)

(Dramatic piano music)

♪

FOR SALE

♪

♪

(Sigh)

♪

See?
They wash with the elephant.

(Child laughing)

They use its trunk
as a shower head.

Right.

And here, look.

Child:
Whoa.

You see? He's a kind of monk.

He keeps one foot up
to avoid stepping on insects.

He'd squash them
with the other one.

Yes, but only half as many.

(Dramatic instrumental music)

♪

(Car door opening)

(Birds singing)

(Car door clunks shut)

♪

(Birds singing)

These are yours.

(Footsteps)

(Door clunking)

(Quiet exhale)

(Birds singing)

Will they be happy here?

They're like cats.

Once they've explored,
they won't want to leave.

It needs work.

- School starts soon.
- It'll be ready.

Tell me what you want,
and I'll take care of it.

I'll do it all, don't worry.

Especially not about money.

You're buying me.

You get me a house, then
announce you're moving in, right?

Think that's how it works?

That people can be bought?

I don't want your money,
or your house.

I don't give a fuck.

It's too late!

Don't you get it?

You can't make it up to us.
What did you think?

You'd come back rich and
buy us off? I'd rather die.

I don't want any remorse.
It won't console us.

Our wounds are
deeper than yours.

They still bleed. They hurt.

Your money will never heal us.

I don't want your love.

It destroys everything!

Go.

Just go!

(Thumping)

(Crying)

(Crying continues)

You had to let it out.

It's done now.

Now you can forgive.

Maybe, but I'll never forget.

I didn't mean to hit you.
I was asleep.

It was the guys around me.

I bore the brunt,
and now I'm scared.

I'm scared of you,
I always will be.

Am I scaring you now?

No.

But I can't sleep next to you.

That doesn't matter.

Just take the house
and let me see the boys.

Nothing else.

Jordi's really good. Sometimes,
he can peel in one strip.

A good legionnaire peels well.

Would you be a good one?

Yes.

I'm not sure.
Your potatoes aren't great.

I can do other things.

What can you do?

Know the Foreign Legion march?

Oui.

Go for it.

Here come the packs
Slung across their backs

The Swiss, Lorraine and Alsace
no slack

But the Belgians? Out of line

No sacks on their lazy spines

(Singing continues)

Hello.

Salut.

I made some coffee.

Hello.

Salut.

Thanks for minding them.

I'm sorry, I was at a loss.

No worries, they're good kids.

What about you?

Find what you wanted?

He found it for me.

Today, he did.
Yesterday, he didn't.

Tomorrow, who knows...

No one ever knows.

That's Skender.

(Child laughing)

(Rain pattering)

(Rain pattering)

(Mimics gunshot)

(Clinking)

(Light instrumental music)

♪

Jordi, come and see!

♪

Like it?

I dunno.

♪

(Chatter)

The rabbit

pulls to get free,
ending up strangled.

See?

♪

(Blowing)

♪

Come on, boys, bedtime.

♪

Good night.

Night, Mum.

Good night, darling.

See you tomorrow.

(Speaking French)

We're crafty

We have flair
We're men who can't compare

Even in despair
We remain the legionnaires

(Singing continues)

Come on, boys, lights out.

(Zipper pulling)

(Bugs chirping)

(Rustling)

(Intense instrumental music)

♪

(Panting)

♪

(Speaking French)

(Barking)

(Growling)

(Barking)

(Growling)

(Growling, barking continue)

Ah!

(Growling)

Stop!

(Tearing)

(Growling, barking)

Again.

That's it.

Down you come.

(Sheep baaing)

(Birds singing)

Attack!

(Exclaiming)

(Laughing)

I could have let him.

(Laugh)

I knew they'd be happy.

After they explored.

I'm happy too.

A happy Skender?

A once-in-a-lifetime event.

(Chuckle)

(Nighttime din)

(Inhale)

(Rustling)

(Smooching)

(Rain pattering)

(Footsteps)

Ah!

(Panting)

(Dog barking)

(Faucet gushing)

August 15th

(Sighs)

(Faucet gushing)

Should I boil some water?

From now on, we'll eat cold.

Get used to it.

(Light chatter)

(Nocturnal din, chatter)

(Birds chirping)

Stay.

They'll wake up soon.

Who cares?

No.

I care.

(Birds chirping)

(Zipping)

After, add a little garlic,

butter,

cream...

It'll be delicious.

Steady!

(Laughing)

- Alright, little man?
- Fine.

You've grown.

Nature suits you.

- You're blooming.
- Silly, but that's kind.

That's why I said it.

Hi there.

It's so nice you're here.

Want a tour?

Living here is lovely.

Every morning,
a new life begins.

You should live with us.

What would my boss say?

- Am I disturbing?
- Not at all.

This is your home too.
You're always welcome.

Come on, no arguing.

Good night.

Night, Jordi.

- Bonne nuit.
- Bonnie nuit!

What are you doing here?

I've two weeks left.
You came to spoil that?

When I see you, I hear dogs.

(Door clicks)

See how they've changed?

It's just the start.

Every day, they're happier.
So am I.

I see that.

I don't think it's
just the fresh air.

Am I wrong?

Is it that obvious?

If so,
then the boys must have noticed.

We should tell them.

No.

Why not?

It's not the right time.

I understand.

See you tomorrow.

(Ascending footsteps)

Understand now?

I'm here to protect them.

They can't get attached
to their father.

You won't come back, Sken.

No chance.

Madam is even more ruthless.

What do you expect?

So am I, ten times more.
A hundred times...

It makes no difference.

Think of them.

Now they know you love them.

You've given them everything.
That's all you can do.

Tomorrow, I'll say
we're needed in Peru.

Then we'll leave.

Then again, we
can stop all this.

Sometimes it's braver
to choose to live.

Until now,
you've never chosen anything.

Always an officer who
decided for you. You obeyed.

Today, you can chose to live.
It's up to you.

That's the crux of it all.

To live or die, nothing else.

Do you want to raise your boys,

or be an absent father,
who left them behind?

With three million euros.

Fuck the money.

So you say.

You don't give a damn.

As long as Madam is happy,
people can die.

You've never had to beg.

To see the contempt of those
who toss you change.

To fight for survival

when you're broke
and dreaming of your next cent.

Counting, day and night,
even in your sleep.

Until the day you stop,

and die on the street unnoticed.

So, my children won't beg,

no matter what.

I'll die for that if I have to.

Don't you understand
you're what they need most?

Get a job.

And if you can't,

do housework,
shopping, gardening.

Manon's life will be easier.

Isn't that what you want?

You'll keep the house,
I'll deal with Madam.

You won't be rich but you'll
live. You'll live with them.

You care if I'm shot?

Six months ago you didn't.

I haven't changed.
I'm the same man.

Something must have.
If it's not me, what?

Who?

The sergeant I knew,
he didn't read,

he didn't go to museums,

but to him,
rich and poor were alike.

You didn't exist six months ago.

You were a phantom,
not a father.

You never were.

It made no difference
if you were dead or alive.

What's different now is
that your boys have a father.

Don't take that from them.

You won't get away with it.

And neither will she.

The sword is unsheathed,
now dip it in blood.

I'm not sure it'll be mine.

You can't imagine what I've
become. There's no prey like me.

I'll take down her dogs, tear
them to shreds with my teeth.

How far will she go?
Do you know? No.

Neither does she, nor I,
nor anyone.

I want to know.
Only the hunt will show us.

I'm not giving up.

You can tell her.

(Retreating footsteps)

(Door creaks)

We argued.
He's not coming back.

Why?

Who cares?
He's gone, that's all.

You told me things before.

You'd come and go,

but you trusted me.

That's all over now.
You talk but you say nothing.

He didn't come just to see us.

He came for the next mission.
My last.

That's why we argued.

He'll look like an
idiot to his boss.

Is that it?

That's it.

Why can't we tell the boys
we're back together?

I don't want to disappoint them.

We need to be sure.

I'm sure.

I know.

But I've never been
able to settle.

I've always left,
looking for who knows what.

I may not be able to stay
anywhere forever, even with you.

I'm not sure.

That's why maybe
I won't come back.

If I feel I can't
stay with you forever,

it's better I never come back.

I don't want you
to suffer again.

Everything you say is bullshit.

Go, come back, leave for good.
Do what you like.

I'm not sure I'll
still love you.

Skender...

As long as you're here,
we'll pretend.

If it's their last summer with
you, it'll be the best ever.

(Dramatic tonal music)

♪

(Snarling)

(Growling, whimpering)

(Crying out)

(Footsteps, panting)

(Door thuds)

(Footsteps)

Hello, Madam.

Hello, Max.

Yes?

I didn't say anything.

There's something
you want to say.

- Has he changed his mind?
- No.

Well then?

I didn't think you'd
go this far, Madam.

You saw yourself,

I can't keep up anymore.

It's the same for him.

He's aged.

You're hunting an
old dog, Madam.

The rules were already unfair.

Now, there's no point.

You won't enjoy it.

You're right.

Forget the Mauser.

Last time, it was
a boar in Ardennes.

Even with an arrow in its side,
it still ran.

I'd stalked it for hours.

In the end, I knifed it.

A fine hunt.

You can't do that.

Why not, exactly?

You want to even the odds.

With a bow, I'd have to
get within 30 metres.

To do that, no dogs.

His chances multiply.
What's the problem?

It's a different death.

He didn't sign up to be stabbed.

You asked me to be referee,

I won't let you.

You don't get to decide.

It's between him and me.

You enforce the rules,
you don't write them.

We'll call him and
see what he says.

Does that suit you?

If he accepts, we'll
do as you wish.

Exactly.

(Birds chirping)

Thank you, Max.
That will be all.

You may go.

(Metallic scraping)

(Eerie music)

♪

(Steady breathing)

(Door clunks)

(Light chirping)

(Deep sigh)

Don't forget to
change the washer

(Scraping)

(Thud)

(Rustling)

(Scribbling)

(Clinking)

(Footsteps)

(Creaking)

(Barking)

Inside.

Max?

Max?

(Panting)

Max?

(Footsteps)

(Panting)

(Phone ringing in other room)

(Phone ringing)

Thank you for everything
you taught me. Farewell.

(Eerie music)

♪

(Sighing)

(Whirring)

(Birds singing)

What was it?

Nothing.

Give up. For them.

NEVER

(Thumping)

(Rattling)

(Splashing)

(Lapping)

(Clicking)

(Panting)

(Thud)

(Footsteps)

(Birds singing)

(Splashing)

(Sighs)

(Zipping, rustling)

(Thud)

(Footsteps)

(Barking)

(Rattling)

(Doorbell ringing)

(Doorbell ringing)

(Rattling)

(Creaking)

(Dogs whining)

Don't say anything.

I've missed you.

So have I, Madam.

(Sniffling)

Don't leave me.

Don't leave me.

I'll be back.

I'll be right back.

(Crying)

I'll be back.

(Gasping, sniffling)

Gently.

Gently, Madam.

Gently.

(Coughing)

(Exhaling)

You won't leave again?

No.

Never again?

Never again, Madam.

Swear it to me.

I know if you swear it,

you won't abandon me.

I swear.

(Rustling)

(Rustling)

(Phone buzzing)

(Phone rattling on table)

(Grand piano music)

♪

The day before I left, a message
told me there'd be no hunt this year.

Nor next year, or ever.

I never saw Max again,

nor Madam.

♪

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(Music continues)

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(Music continues)

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(Music continues)

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(Silence)