Original subtitles

43 in Lille, 45 in Nantes, 46 in Marseille:

you're not dreaming, these are the forecasted temperatures

for the coming days.

A heat dome is settling over France.

The elderly and children are advised to stay indoors.

Avoid any physical activity and check on your neighbors.

As part of the heatwave plan, a toll-free number has been set up.

Come on, stop the drama.

Hm?

Oh, Denise.

- Get up, I'm hungry.

Denise!

This can't be happening.

I told you not to leave the doors open.

What a show she's putting on...

The fire rages on.

These images show a scene of devastation.

Once upon a time...

there was a woman on her balcony and a very handsome man.

Denise, you scared me!

Oh no, my God. This can't be happening, what...

- Come sit down. - I feel dizzy.

Sit down, sit down.

What happened? Wait.

Don�t move.

Brad, easy now.

I�ll get you a glass of water, okay?

- Denise. - Hm?

Do you want me to call the police?

I�d rather you call an ambulance.

He slipped on the balcony.

And with the water,

he hit himself with...

the shovel.

He�s not breathing.

Oh no.

I�m afraid I won�t be able to hide my joy.

- I�ll call them. - Thank you.

Right away.

Don�t take that, it�s Nicole�s.

- It�s fine. - No!

- Are you coming to the beach? - I have to work.

- Sorry. - In this heat?

Shh. Hurry up. Go ahead.

Guys, just a second.

I love you so much.

Will you call me back?

Go on, hurry.

- Kisses. - Kisses.

Over there.

Can you put sunscreen on my back?

Yes.

I have a new idea for my book.

Tell me.

A love story.

- Hm? - Between a woman, well...

kind of like me, you know.

And...

she watches a man across the way.

But a man...

breathtaking.

Mysterious.

Every day, he�s at his window.

He wakes up at six in the morning.

He works out.

He showers, he shaves.

He trims his nails.

He skips lunch and then,

he locks himself away in the back of his apartment

and isn�t seen again until evening.

She just hears the music he plays�jazz.

And...

Every song,

it�s like he�s trying to communicate with her.

Hm.

Yeah,

he watches this girl too.

This rather plain-looking girl, you know. She�s not...

Just write it, write an erotic short story!

- That�s good. - No!

It�s an intellectual connection. They talk from balcony to balcony.

Ah...

- Come on, beautiful!

Showing off more?

The neighbors are watching, don�t you want to put on a shirt?

If they don�t like it, they can look away.

They�re just boobs, guys!

Whoohoo!

You happy? You getting a good look at my *boobies*?

You�ve set aside what we outlined

about narrative principles.

The question is, how to reshape the character...

You keep asking

*why* to say things, but I wonder *how* to say them.

I�m sorry, but these structures�

savior, saved, conflict�

I don�t know if that�s how I want to tell my story.

I think reinventing...

Finding new dynamics of romance, for example...

And how will you capture your readers� attention?

Exactly, the idea I had...

Before unlearning, you must learn.

So, in any case, we�ll meet again tomorrow.

In a group. And don�t forget the transfer.

- No. Good day.

Goodbye. Here's the English translation of the SRT subtitles:

What's happening?

What are you doing?

My car!

Move.

Get out of here!

Bitch.

�lise?

Wait, I'm coming.

I'm going to die.

What's happening?

- I can't breathe. - What?

I can't. Something's wrong.

- Stand up. - I'm dizzy.

Come on, let's go.

- Breathe. - �lise?

What are you doing here?

Good to see you, ghost girl.

Brad!

- Come, �lise. - Brad.

Ruby, get some water. �lise, it's okay.

No, I...

Yes, you can breathe.

Breathe, there you go. Breathe.

I swear, I can't breathe.

- You need to breathe. - Ruby is here...

Stop saying "Breathe," I can't!

You drove from Paris alone?

I don't know what came over me, I felt something rising,

I finished shooting, couldn't go home,

I took Paul's car.

And where are the keys?

She probably left them in the ignition.

Ruby, you don't have a license!

- I can't anymore. - Yes you can.

- Wait, �lise. - I'm not joking.

Be quiet. Don't move.

Breathe with me.

Breathe. I'm crushing you, it's normal,

it'll help, you're reconnecting.

It's like a wave.

Let it come, there, let it come. Here's the English translation:

It's here.

It's passing.

- It passed. - Ouch!

There.

Come on.

- You hurt my knee. - No I didn't.

- Can you move him? I'm scared. - No,

he needed to smell you, pet you.

He needs to get used to you.

But... He's big.

Looks like my ex Yann, don't you think?

Well this one's Brad.

Brad the Pit.

We'll get him neutered, he needs to calm down.

Oh no...

But... He doesn't even seem angry.

Maybe we shouldn't neuter him.

No, because...

It's not...

He's gonna fall in love with her, for sure.

We always fall for free spirits.

Until we catch them.

My bag!

Ruby!

Ruby!

- Yes? - Her bag.

- Her bag! - Ah.

- Her car... - Was that you, Ruby?

- Oh boy... - Yeah.

You know him?

No. He just moved in, I don't know him.

Well, I ran into him at the grocery store, showed him my ass.

You're ridiculous. Stop it!

Oh no! No, no, no.

I've got your bag.

What's wrong?

Paul my love.

Paul my love.

I got his number.

Oh yeah?

We gotta pay him back, poor guy.

Uh...

Total hottie, right?

- Meh, no. - Oh yes.

- He's a total hottie. - He's not that...

He's average.

You texting him?

- Well... - Nonsense.

Again...

Again, sorry about your car.

What's your price?

- "What's your price?" - Well yeah!

- Of course. - What's your price...

The...

The women on the balcony.

New message from Paul my love.

Come on, �lise, darling, stop the drama, you're being silly.

You're overreacting.

Anyway. I'm about to enter court.

I want you,

you can't imagine how much I want you.

I love you.

Yesterday or today, it shows the beginning in many movements,

and now's not the time to give up...

I'm still not hard.

Will you show me your ass?

My little ass on your face?

But I can't feel it.

Yes, you can! My little pussy on your mouth.

I want to spend my life with you.

Well, uh...

Victor, what's wrong?

I don't feel you, what's going on?

What's happening? Talk to me.

It's just that my life is shit,

my boss hates me,

so do my colleagues and family. I can't take it anymore.

I can't get hard.

That's okay. Tell me, is it your brother?

There.

You'll feel better now.

No, hey,

darling. Will you tell me?

Sometimes, I feel like...

- jumping out the window. - Are you crazy?

It's okay, stay here.

Paul my love.

Oh no, it's Paul. I don't know what to say.

Tell him you don't know what to say, the truth!

- Yes, Paul? - �lise?

Finally, where are you? Explain yourself!

Yes, uh... I don't know what to tell you...

- You're running away! - No, I didn't mean to run.

- Nicole is depressed. - I don't care.

She wanted to jump out the window.

Ruby called me, I rushed over and...

Why are you running? You can't handle anything.

I'm not running, I'm telling you.

I thought I was going crazy!

What about your case?

- She cut her husband's head off. - Cut his head off?

- I feel good about it. - Go for it.

- Oh yes. - It's rising.

- It's rising! - Yes!

- It's beautiful! - Not too hot?

No, go ahead.

- Hmmm.

- Is it good? - It's magnificent.

Very good.

There's no basil in the bouillabaisse?

If heaven has a smell, it's the smell of basil.

No, it's my panties. Many pay for that.

Me, I'd pay

for you to wash them, if I may say so.

- Oh, come on!

Stop it!

Oh, he's there! Oh shit.

- He's in his underwear! - Stop it! Here's the English translation of the SRT subtitles:

- Oooh la la. - He's gonna see you.

He knows we're checking him out.

I'm getting excited just imagining his little zucchini.

- Is he in briefs? - Boxer briefs.

- He sent me a message, shit!

"This is going to cost you..."

- He's playful, this cutie.

Oh my God, oh my God.

I'm turned on. Are you turned on?

Stop, Ruby.

You like him, admit it!

But Ruby!

You're annoying! This is too much!

Hola, girls!

Hola!

Yeah, Enzo!

- This is Marseille, baby!

- Bradie... - The heatwave causes dizziness,

and in severe cases,

heatstroke can lead to coma...

It's getting worse and worse.

We'll all be dead in a few years. We won't be here.

Stop it, it's just Earth getting its revenge.

It's defending itself. It's exceeded its tolerance quota.

This is depressing. Stop, you're depressing us!

Well, change the station.

- Fine, I will. - Stop arguing.

- There, I changed it.

We didn't toast!

Cheers.

To love, to life...

To us. - And especially to Brad.

I've noticed

that we can truly be ourselves only with each other.

I love this one, me too.

Here we go, she's about to dance.

Stop, he's watching.

Go on!

Stop it!

Come dance.

Come on!

He's dancing, look at him.

Go on, again!

Check your phone!

- No way. - He's laughing.

He sent a message!

So, about the estimate?

Does he sound like that?

- Doesn't match his body.

Good evening, excuse me, it's... Well, it's us.

- Actually, my friend isn't feeling well... - I'd like

to reimburse you, but I'd prefer cash.

She took her husband's car and doesn't want him to know.

Go on, spill my life story.

- Sorry, but... - But you sent it!

It's not a big deal.

- He's listening! - He's gonna reply, I'm embarrassed.

Come have a drink, and bring my money.

- No, I'm too ugly. - Yes!

- Stop it, you're annoying. - I need to write.

He's super nice, I met him.

- The three of us never do anything. - I write better at night.

I get more inspiration at night.

You big fat liar!

I'm ridiculous... I can't.

No, for once you're leaving your balcony!

Come on, let's go.

- Outside is dangerous. - It's just across the street.

I'm super ugly, I don't know him.

Paul's calling me, unbelievable.

It's here.

- I can't even have one peaceful evening. - Paul my love.

Who is it?

- 4th floor left. - Got it.

Hello, anyone home?

We're here with wine and your money.

Girls, make yourselves at home. I'll be right there.

Get comfortable.

Damn, he's rich.

- Fuck, this is gorgeous! - Thanks, that's sweet.

- A bit cold, but I like it. - It's an old office space.

Just back from traveling?

No, I'm leaving.

- Where to? - The Seychelles.

- And when? - Tomorrow.

Wow.

This painting is really beautiful.

It's Dorian Cohen, a contemporary artist.

- Is it a storm? - More like dancing trees.

Everything's a bit fake.

Each is lit in an unnatural way

with a spotlight like in theater.

And... What does it mean?

Is this an interrogation?

Use your imagination.

- Here. - Thanks.

You're welcome. Here.

Looks like Helmut Newton.

- It's very beautiful. - Are these your photos?

- Yeah. - It's my dream to do this.

They're stunning. And the models too, of course.

Thanks, that's sweet.

I try to capture the realness in women,

to catch feminine energy, the soul...

- Oh.

Very impressive.

If you ever need a model,

- I'm available. - Careful, she'll charge a lot.

Can I ask what you have there?

Sorry.

It's the Barba de Amarilla spitting its venom.

The Barba de Amarilla.

Do you sell your photos?

Yes, to magazines, art galleries.

And you, what do you do?

I'm a camgirl.

Ah!

Oh yeah, okay.

Sorry, that's not what I meant.

- There's no... - You're uncomfortable.

- I'm not uncomfortable. - You're shocked!

- Stop it. - No, but...

I don't just do it for money, I love it.

Yeah.

I...

I give pleasure,

- I comfort. - You comfort.

Well yeah!

What are your names?

You know mine, right?

- Ruby. - Ruby, right.

She's �lise.

She mute? �lise?

Sorry, my mind's elsewhere.

We call you the neighbor across the way.

That works. Let's keep it.

And this is Nicole.

You a camgirl too?

No, not at all.

Can I have some wine?

No, I sell Marseille soap.

Nonsense!

No, she's... Tell him, she's a writer.

- No... - She's writing her first novel.

She's a damn writer.

I'm just a freelancer.

What's the story about?

Nice one with the soap.

Let me pour you some. Here's the English translation of the SRT subtitles:

- What's the story about? - Well...

Right now, there isn't one.

But the great thing is, she gets inspired by people.

She kinda steals their lives. She observes them, analyzes them...

A toast.

To inspiration and lives stolen in the name of art.

Cheers!

And to friendship.

What do you do?

- Soap? - She's an actress.

- Actress. - Actress?

What are you working on?

A TV movie.

That I just finished.

Marilyn?

How did you guess?

Just a hunch?

Your wig, maybe.

Ah, my wig! Oh boy.

Yes, Marilyn and Yves Montand. A shitty TV movie,

it was absolutely terrible.

Hello.

Hello.

And now I'm about to shoot

a film,

my first feature film,

it's set in 1850

and it's about a woman, the muse of a great painter.

The film will be good. Can we stop talking about me?

- Ruby, you okay? - I really want to go.

- Where? - Peru.

You've been talking about it for 6 months.

Come, I'll introduce you to the shaman.

It'll really help you, Nicole,

- with your blocks and all. - I don't have blocks.

I have no blocks.

She told me

that the world would become more harmonious,

more just.

A prophecy has begun.

Thanks to the Puma, the Condor, and the Serpent.

�lise,

you're the Puma.

Wisdom,

intelligence, strength, Kay Paicha.

The world of the living.

Nicole, you're the Condor.

You're the great sacred bird.

It restores the truth,

it can

communicate

with the world

of the gods

and the world of the

dead.

Don't you want to dance?

Nicole, come on!

What are you doing? It was good.

Sorry, I didn't mean to.

- Sorry. - It's fine.

�lise!

Come on, �lise.

We need to lift her legs up.

Let's go home.

�lise.

I'll take nice photos of you.

- Give him the money. Oh no.

It's okay,

a bit of lightness, it's fine.

I want to.

Hey, my baby loves!

You okay?

Who's connected?

Guigui from the 13th, G�raldine... Just wanted to say something.

I'm doing my first pro shoot.

Don't know why I didn't think of it.

With a photographer... I'm a bit drunk.

An amazing photographer who's shot for the big names.

Love you.

Leave me. What's up there?

Another photo studio.

Girls, stay!

- I don't feel well.

Stay, girls!

Ruby, �lise!

- �lise!

Nicole?

Nicole?

Nicole?

- Good evening. - Robert?

I'm looking for my wife, she's not here.

Oh?

Well, I... I have no idea where she is, I...

Yes, Jeanne, you okay?

Sorry, I had to leave... I know it was the last day,

but I had some issues to deal with...

Yes, I'll send a little email to apologize.

Yes, the new script, I read it, it's...

It's amazing, I can't wait, really can't wait...

to meet him...

Lose 4, 5 kilos? Yes, I can...

Lose it fast? Yes.

If I have a coach, for sure, it's...

Sorry, I didn't know you were busy!

Kisses.

Girls? Breakfast is ready.

It's so hot...

I made tea, coffee...

I'm the Queen of England and I will destroy you!

Nicole, Ruby, wake up!

Ruby, you there?

Ruby!

- Sit down. - Address and name?

10 rue Monplaisir, Marseille 7th. Her name is Ruby Oviedo.

- Is she conscious? - Yes.

She has blood on her, but we don't know where it's from.

- Her age? - 29.

I'm transferring you to a doctor.

Ruby...

Emergency services, your call is being handled.

- What's the problem? - We explained,

she's in a weird state, she's doing her makeup...

What do you mean, doing her makeup? Is this a joke?

No, sorry. Let me explain.

Last night, we were at a man's place...

With the heatwave, we're getting many calls.

Ruby!

Ruby.

- Wait. - Ruby!

Wait!

Sorry.

It's open!

Stop!

Stop!

He's dead.

No.

- Maybe he's not dead. - Yes.

He's not really dead. We're not doctors.

He's dead, you hear me? He's dead!

He's dead!

- He's dead, Nicole! - Why are you yelling at me?

What the hell happened?

What happened? Ruby...

It's for us.

- For us. - We need to call Paul.

- No. - Yes. He knows people.

You can't, she'll go to prison!

If we don't call the police, it's worse!

We can't stay here! What do you want to do?

Calm down. Did he rape you?

- It's self-defense. - No.

Ruby, it's okay. Ruby.

We believe you.

It's not your fault.

- What happened? - I'm calling the police.

- I'll explain to them. - We shouldn't have left you.

I'm calling them.

They'll believe you, help us.

- Don't call! No! - I'm calling!

- I'm calling the police! - No!

Let me... call the police.

Stop.

Stop. It's okay. Stop.

No!

That's enough, you're completely insane.

She's the one who hit me.

Are you okay?

- What are you doing?

What are you doing, Ruby? Here's the English translation of the SRT subtitles:

He fell on his own.

We need to be careful about fingerprints.

�lise,

turn on the TV.

Go turn on the TV to cover our noises.

It's disinfectant... Ruby!

Wear gloves for fingerprints.

Please.

Multi-purpose disinfectant, 99%.

I'm currently near Marseille's corniche

where a dismembered man's arm was found floating in the water.

Witnesses called the police and firefighters,

who dispatched a forensic team...

Paul my love.

Paul my love.

Paul my love.

Perfect.

Now what?

You're just leaving him there?

�lise,

either help us, keep quiet, or leave.

We're not in the 90s anymore.

They'll trace everything, they'll find you.

He went on a trip.

Yeah.

He went on a trip.

No body, no crime.

Exactly.

Paul my love.

Paul my love.

Lean.

Lean toward me.

Ruby?

Your nose is bleeding. You're bleeding.

- Mr. Magnani?

- Mr. Magnani!

It's Mrs. Jasmin, the neighbor!

It's my fault.

- We shouldn't have left her. - Stop, it's not your fault.

Yes, it is.

We're going to prison.

Who is it?

I don't know.

It's Paul!

Shit!

- Hello? - Yes, Paul?

- It's �lise. - �lise?

- Everything's fine, sorry. - I was scared...

I dropped... I broke my phone.

Everything okay? Nicole, is she okay?

- Yes, she's sleeping. She's fine. - Okay.

I have a day off from the office, I'm on the road.

I'll be in Marseille in a few hours, I found a nice hotel.

Meet me there?

Okay, yes.

- Yes, okay. - See you tomorrow. I love you.

Why did I say yes?

He can't come here, this is good.

- It's a nightmare! - �lise...

Oh wow!

I got overheated.

- Oh wow. - Who are you?

- Oh... - Who are you?

Wow.

- Where am I? - Let me see, wait.

Wow.

Your eyes are very...

Very eyes, you.

This is good too.

Want some?

- I need to meet someone... - You got a number?

Come on, give it. Or I'm coming with you.

- 06.39.98.24.12.

- I'm Dams. And you? - �lise.

Ciao, �lise.

Hi Dominique. Hot, huh?

Hello.

- It doesn't work. - Wait, wait.

- Got 2 minutes? - One moment.

- No, no, Dubian. - Ah, Dubian, yeah, of course.

I'll let you in.

Why did you ruin everything?

- Hello, anyone home? - Louder.

Mr. Magnani.

Louder.

I'm telling you, I have a friend,

her neighbor had a really bad episode.

With this heat, it's very dangerous.

- Did she die? - No, he's in the hospital.

Mr. Magnani, are you there? Mrs. Jasmin is worried about you.

He only gets skinny little anorexic girls.

You saw, Diego? I didn't touch anything.

Let's go.

Come on, Mrs. Jasmin, please.

What brings you here?

I collapsed in the street. Fell face-first.

Since my stomach hurt so much,

someone called the firefighters to take me to the hospital.

They did bloodwork, but I don't know why.

We'll check it out.

- Date of last period? - July 2nd.

No, the 3rd.

The 3rd.

You sure?

I don't remember.

Go get undressed.

All good.

Relax, it'll go fine.

Everything's in place.

We can see the sac in the uterus.

Six weeks.

Congratulations.

I'm not happy at all.

But I can't leave you like this.

All because of this.

Sorry, but it's the only idea I had.

What was I going to do with this?

I wanted to write a romantic comedy.

I wanted to write a love story.

What are we going to do with you?

How much time did the woman get for cutting her husband's head off?

Huh?

- What are you doing? - Watching you.

You're beautiful.

- How much time? - Twenty years.

Why?

I'm going in, I've...

I'm hot, wow.

Was she crazy?

You could say that,

but medically, no.

He must've been a real asshole

for her to do that, but still.

Not my client.

I'm tired.

- Really? - I'm tired, I need to...

Lie down.

- You hot? - Yeah.

You need to take time for yourself, sweetheart.

You never stop, you get swept up in your roles, your friends...

You need time for yourself, it's necessary.

Yes.

For us.

You're not wrong, but I think

seeing my friends does me good, I missed it.

And the roles, it's funny, I was thinking about it

and I think...

Actually, having a script,

having actions,

it's...

It takes me out of myself, it...

I imagine.

- It relaxes me, you know. - Don't move.

- It unwinds me. - Hm.

Sometimes life is more...

More exhausting, you know.

It gives me some structure, it...

Fuck.

You drive me crazy, I want you.

I want you, don't you?

Yes...

- Yes, but right now... - You smell good.

You smell good.

Give me your tongue.

I don't feel very...

Give it.

... right now. I'm a bit feverish.

I touch you, and you want me.

It feels good, right?

- Paul. - You like it?

Not right now.

Not right now, not ever.

"I'm tired, I can't." Damn, it's annoying.

I feel like you're not here, you're never here.

You never want to, it's always me who initiates. Do you even realize that?

This isn�t teamwork.

I'm all alone. This isn�t a couple, it's nothing.

Ah, it�s just...

It's annoying.

It's annoying, I'm fed up.

I'm stopping.

Paul.

What, "Paul"? What?

You must realize I don�t want to anymore.

Not "Paul." Paul nothing at all.

Stop, I don�t want to anymore.

Just a hug.

It's annoying, I don�t like it when you do that.

I'm coming.

Turn around.

Wait.

The condom.

Wait.

Just a little, I'll pull out after, I promise.

- The condom... - Just a little.

- Relax. - My shoot...

- My shoot. - Wait, �lise, stop.

They need to understand.

Don�t you want a baby?

It's good.

I'm going to come, my love. I'm going to cum...

so hard...

�lise!

Come on, �lise, come back!

Come here!

�lise!

Do you have a light?

Hello, it's Xavier.

You missed this morning's class again. I'm disappointed.

One more absence, and your internship won�t be validated.

So see you tomorrow, I hope.

What are you doing here?

It's Nicole, your name.

This is insane.

The cops are downstairs, they arrested Denise.

Ruby.

How long are we gonna keep him?

No one�s listening to me. We don�t have a choice.

How long?

I don�t know!

The cops will come here! No one knows!

They were here!

No one knows, no one comes in here. Okay?

And now, what do we do?

One...

Two...

Three...

Four... You�re counting clouds?

How many men I�ve had in my life.

Five...

Eight... The first one, I was 13.

Now, I must be at...

Eighty...

Eighty.

Oh really?

What? The flowers.

What? They�re dead.

Yeah, I know.

We said it�s because of the drought.

They�re dead.

It�s all dried up.

It�s all dried up.

It�s nice.

Yeah, it�s nice. It�s...

It�s cool, right there! Ah, it�s cool.

It�s cool! It�s so cool, I love it.

These are your...

These are your hands.

These are my breasts.

This is my belly.

Your little belly.

Let me see your little belly...

It�s your little belly.

And these are your hands.

And these are your nails.

Not really my nails. And your nose.

And this...

Is your beautiful face.

Does it hurt you too? What?

Your boo-boos.

Yes.

The further you go, the less precise it gets, Nicole.

The character needs to stay focused.

Here, we don�t understand her motivations.

Yeah, sorry, I�m not doing it right. I don�t know.

Better to be wrong with your own idea than right with someone else�s.

Thanks for quoting Stendhal,

but stop hiding behind dead authors

and write following my advice.

I don�t know what�s better.

The whole time I thought, "What does she want?"

And that�s not interesting?

And how can she be in love without knowing him?

I liked that part. It intrigued me.

But she lacks mystery, she�s annoying.

Shut up. Excuse me?

No, sorry, I�m talking to my dog.

But mystery...

A woman�s mystery isn�t a choice.

It�s a punishment.

What all this has in common is the lack of commitment.

You�ll need to show more imagination, Nicole.

It�s... - I don�t get it.

...cute, at your place.

Shut up. A bit messy.

Get out! - Excuse me?

Night classes are exhausting. It�s not possible...

What are you doing here?

I was bored. - You�ll need to toughen up, Nicole!

Nicole?

There are lots of guys like me, where I�m from.

You coming? Oh no.

No, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no.

If you see me, it�s because you believe in me.

Come on, let�s go.

I�m hungry.

Oh shit.

Oh shit.

Oh shit.

Brad, no! Let go!

He took the finger!

Brad!

You�re coming.

Brad!

We were upstairs.

This is where she pushed me.

Nicole? Oh, Robert.

Nicole, what are you doing here?

Are you dead too?

No.

There�s a girl in the apartment. What?

Is she dead? Good evening.

Who are you?

It�s Nicole, she lives across the hall.

She�s the only one who can see us.

How do we get out of this mess?

Why are we dead? I don�t belong here.

I don�t belong here! Me neither.

I need to talk to Denise, be the go-between.

I need to talk to her.

You mean we have to talk to the victims?

We are the victims! We are!

I never assaulted anyone!

If you�re here, it�s because you made someone suffer.

Suffer, how?

I suffered. Girls mocked me since I was little.

We�ll haunt them until the end of their days!

And this is how we�ll deliver justice!

Justice!

Justice!

If I�m dead, she is too!

Justice, justice, justice!

Ho!

Listen to me, calm down!

Who here

has hit, assaulted,

or raped someone?

I never did that. I�m a cop.

I don�t know anyone who did that. No one in my circle.

She didn�t say no?

Yes, but at first.

At the start of the rape? It wasn�t rape!

It wasn�t rape.

Your girlfriend�s asking for it.

She said so.

She came to my place, got naked.

She teased me all night, even from her balcony!

She�s a girl who�s asking for it,

she said so!

I don�t know why I�m trying to convince you.

We�re here for revenge. Right?

She�s the monster!

We�ll evaporate if this keeps up.

Since you didn�t say anything last time, I thought...

Are you sure? You won�t regret it?

I�ve always been sure, in the end.

You okay? You don�t look well. It�s shit.

I mean...

The hangover, Paul...

The corpse in the closet.

You have a lot of degrees.

Yes. But my greatest success is my children.

Yes.

Sign here at the bottom,

and take this in front of me.

Nothing will happen before the second pill.

Take it in 48 hours for the expulsion.

After that, obviously,

no penetration of any kind

for at least 15 days.

Including tampons, including water.

Just stay calm.

No, she�s not seeing anyone. - Listen, Ruby,

I have to hit the road.

I don�t know if I�m leaving with or without her, I don�t get it.

Is she with you, �lise? Put her on.

Pass it to me!

Listen... - Where is it?

I don�t know where it is... She�s asleep.

She�s not feeling well. I�ll tell her you called back.

She�s not feeling well?

With the hormones, she�s all over the place...

You�re an idiot, he doesn�t know.

What hormones?

What? He doesn�t know.

Look.

This, this cuts well.

Nothing, sorry, she�s on her period.

Card or cash?

Bank card, I�ll pay. No, it�s on me.

I�m out of money.

I was the one who... So it�s my turn.

No, but...

In cash, we have to pay in cash.

Oh, right.

Do you mind

if we pay in cash? Doesn�t matter.

235.76.

Next time, it�s on me. I know you.

Where have I seen you before?

Oh yeah, I know.

Ah, girls these days.

What�s your thing, huh?

What do you mean?

Well, guys, girls...

You cracked? Guys... girls.

Oh, you said guys! I said girls.

It�s fine, a guy can send you to heaven too.

Alright, let�s go with girls.

Do you know how to make a girl come?

Do you know how to take care of her?

Of course I know. But you, you little slut...

You should start by looking at the sex.

Observe it.

And realize that a man�s sex is on the outside,

and a woman�s?

On the inside, there you go.

Like a sacred temple, like a cave.

I like the image of a house.

A woman comfortable in her house doesn�t want you barging in running,

unexpectedly.

She doesn�t want you coming in with muddy boots,

or with violence. A woman�s sex,

it�s a welcome, not just penetration.

You ring the doorbell when you enter someone�s home.

You ask if you can come in, you offer.

Once you understand that,

you can start with the pads of your fingers,

caressing around the clitoris, but be careful,

it�s sensitive, do you know how many nerve endings it has?

Uh... Well, 10,000.

It�s sensitive, so you be careful. You stay attentive.

No, Brad!

To your bed!

Brad, come here.

Brad, go there!

Where do we put him?

In the bathtub.

The saw. The electric saw!

Again.

Can I have some water?

Water? Yes.

Come on, again.

I�m coming. Go.

What�s that noise?

It�s a woman having an abortion. Get out of here.

Nicole?

You okay? Paul?

Are you alive? Are you dead?

I�m not dead, why?

Did she tell you that?

But I�m half-dead without her, I�m in so much pain.

Hello, Paul. Hi, Ruby.

�lise!

You okay, sweetheart?

Are you alright?

Where are you going? Need help? No, I�ve got it.

Okay.

You okay?

I called you, you didn�t answer. Sorry.

�lise, can you look at me?

Paul,

I had an abortion.

What? I was pregnant.

There. Why did you do that?

Why the hell did you do that?

This is a nightmare.

I drive 1,000 km and you tell me this like I�m some piece of shit?

Hey, Nicole.

Nicole. Oh no.

Oh fuck!

Get out!

Are you crazy?

Did you see him? Yeah.

Run!

Why? I�ll explain later!

�lise!

�lise!

What are you doing?

It�s okay, we lost them.

Jessica?

What�s this boat?

It�s a client�s boat, he lets me use it whenever.

It�s named after his daughter, she killed herself.

�lise!

Oh no!

�lise!

�lise... Oh no.

Wait for me.

Go away! No!

Wait, Ruby! Here.

Help me. Careful, don�t fall.

Careful, don�t fall.

I�m tired of looking for you everywhere, of chasing after you!

You only do what you want, what�s with this childishness!

Have you gone crazy or is it me? I�m lost,

I don�t like insisting... I only do what I want?

I thought I didn�t know what I wanted.

Listen to me carefully, I�ll only say this once.

You�re stupid to think you�ve got me just because we�re married,

that having a child would make me happy.

You�re stupid, you�re stupid

to think I come every time

when I�m just waiting for you to finish and leave me alone!

How many times have I insulted you without you hearing me?

Because I�m afraid you�ll sulk, that you�ll get angry!

Why don�t I ever want to? Why, do you think?

You never give me time to want to!

See,

I�m so stressed you make me fart!

I don�t understand anything anymore.

Hey bro!

I�m gonna die. Why are you forcing it?

I�m not forcing it, she�s my wife.

I don�t get it, she says I make her fart...

She�s running off on a boat!

Then follow her. Ruby!

My love, don�t go.

I love you. Leave me alone.

�lise! Jump.

I can�t, I�m scared. Just do it.

Just do it!

�lise!

�lise!

�lise!

There was something in the air that night.

We weren�t the only ones.

Finally, the storm broke.

The rain was warm.

She was afraid he would keep haunting them.

Nicole?

Nicole, are you coming?

Nicole.

Go away. Where were you, Nicole?

Where were you? Leave us alone.

Did you want to get rid of me?

I thought you�d be gone by now.

Why?

Why

don�t you love me anymore?

No, I...

I was so stupid.

I don�t even know why I was in love with you without knowing you.

Imagining you from afar was enough for me.

You destroyed my friend.

Are we the monsters?

You, you didn�t hold back

for your own pleasure.

We didn�t have a choice, you did.

So now, I�m going to write

the whole truth about you and your friends.

On my balcony, I�ll write. What are you going to write?

What are you going to write? Your shitty little woman�s book?

Write it, no one gives a damn.

I�m going to leave, Nicole, because I�m tired of this.

You�re terrible at haunting.

I don�t even want to be here anymore.

Okay.

Then, it�s now.

Say it.

I just want you to say it. Right now, just like that?

Yes.

I want to see it with my own eyes, now.

I�m scared.

I understand.

It�s scary.

It�s true.

I raped your friend.

Just before disappearing, he told the truth.

"I raped your friend."

Sorry,

I read it.

Sorry.

It�s really good.

It�s really good, what you wrote.

Especially the ending, with the goodbyes.

It�s beautiful.

They walked for a long time that night.

The wind had picked up.

They were breathing.

No one can say who smiled first,

but they all felt something extra

passing through their hearts.

Like a new hope,

the hope of imagining themselves free.