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""THE PUBLIC WOMAN""

Do you like dogs, sweetheart?

-ls he yours? -He's been following me all day.

Someday you'll have a dog too. That's a fantastic animal.

What do you want?

Please.

Give this to the man with the dog.

But don't tell him how you got it.

Wow, that's his lucky day. With all the money he owes.

Hey, what makes you so sure l'll give him the money?

l have faith.

Lea, here girl.

Hey, you've got money! You can pay me back!

No!

Stop it, guys!

l was working on the balcony in the fresh air,

when l saw, walking under the trees nearby...

When l saw, walking under the trees nearby,

an elegant young man, who humbly bowed as soon as he saw me.

Out of politeness, l curtseyed back to him.

All of a sudden...

He bows again.

So do l.

He walks, approaches,

and goes, each time bowing.

And each time, l would curtsey back, looking at him intensely.

lf the night hadn't come, l would still be standing there,

refusing that he might think me less courteous than he.

Do you have any theater experience?

Or cinema?

Have you taken classes?

Yes. ln Genevilliers.

-With General? -Yes.

lt's been a while since he worked there.

My teacher was an actor. From Paris.

l don't have any pictures.

lt doesn't matter. We have your details.

We'll call you. Can you follow me, please? Thank you.

l'm Lucas Kesling, the director.

-Can l walk you out? -Why?

Because l want to, and l want to talk to you about the film.

So we're being told that independent cinema is dead.

l think it's more the end of an era, because cinema accompanies everything else, like a small drum.

lt is very difficult to make a dumb film,

especially when you have a voice inside, whispering to you that cinema is better than that.

This is why l want to play Nicolas, the main character of ''The Possessed''.

He is ice cold, he's the vice, the cynicism,

the intelligence personified, and--

Do you understand?

Yes.

l don't like your hair.

Do you like how l bleached mine?

The Lithuanian Archbishop arrived this afternoon. His Grace Schlapas was invited by the French Episcopate to study and pray.

His Grace was welcomed at the Gare de Lyon by a small committee of Lithuanian expatriates.

Shit, shit...

His Grace has spent a month in Rome and is about to return to the USSR,

where the Lithuanian Church has recently seen an unexpected revival due to his influence.

The 75-year-old prelate had previously spent fifteen years in Siberian prisons.

The Russian authorities consider him to be an increasing threat.

Not another one...

Will His Grace Schlapas be able to follow Polish Cardinal Wo�tila's example--

Always late!

Hello.

There you go. Mr. Andr� arrived a little early.

You did choose Miss Ethel, didn't you?

What are you waiting for? Studio one is free.

With the composition, we reach this sort of abstraction that--

Did l ask you anything?

Do you have an envelope?

What do you do to all those men?

l scare them.

You've come a long way.

Do you want to show me?

Here's my little girl!

We were waiting on you yesterday at lunch time, but not today...

-l was modeling for Prisunic. -And?

Nothing.

-How is he? -He's fine. He's fine.

Do you want some soup?

l can reheat some soup if you want.

And some meatballs.

You like my meatballs, don't you?

lt's pointless being a model if you end up starving.

And don't stay alone, with the hours you work.

Did you get your hair cut?

Don't you like it?

Salomon says it makes me look younger.

And you put on weight, that's good.

Ethel!

l was about to go.

She's doing very well. She's sleeping better.

Look what l made for my beauty who's going to look like a Page!

-Can l try it on? -Eat first.

How's the restaurant going? Are you not too tired?

When he's not on night shift, he's not going to bed before 2 a.m.

Salomon, your boss can wait a minute. Take a picture of us.

lt's not often she comes to visit her mother.

He's not sick, is he?

You're the one who's sick.

Don't say that.

l've always been a bit crazy, you know?

And Salomon?

At his age! He's in love, just like a young man.

Thanks, darling. Thank you.

Why do you do that?

Did you speak to him this time? Your father, l mean.

Sorry, it's the last time l ask you.

l didn't have the courage.

At least he'll be able to subsist.

Mom, stop it!

l don't want to go anymore.

Next time, l'll go.

Sure. And then you'll call me to come and get you,

because you want to live, live, live, and not die!

Has he changed?

Does he still send you those letters, just to hurt you?

To make fun of you even more?

We are the ones who are killing him, Ethel.

We're just repaying him in kind.

You're so violent!

He's the violent one!

He's...disgusting, vicious, and crazy!

But do we have the right? Can we?

How can you answer that question when someone's hurting you?

You know, don't you? l don't, you know.

Or maybe nobody told me how. l've always done what l'm told.

l've always listened to others!

Stop it, it's not your fault!

lt's nobody's fault!

Miss, hold the elevator!

''SOLlDARlTY WlTH THE WORKERS OF''...

lf you keep doing it, l'll be able to feel pain.

Are you here to see me?

-Do you live nearby? -Well, yes. Just here.

You know, my producer is insane, but maybe not enough.

He's cutting the budget, he doesn't give me enough days to shoot.

And in the end, he expects this movie to be prestigious.

Pussyfooting as usual. Goodbye, Miss...?

Ethel.

That's it.

l forgot to tell you.

l'd like you to read the part l just told you about.

l don't believe in the traditional auditioning process.

Tomorrow, we'll just rehearse. Like in theater.

You'll see for yourself.

l'll call you.

Thank you.

''The Possessed''.

No. Thank you.

Thanks.

This is a prophetic tale about those who try to change the world through violence.

And this is why Dostoyevsky's book was banned for so long in Eastern European countries.

That's why we still live in the shadows and in the continuity of what is there.

We bury our heads in the sand, like ostriches, to remain ignorant.

Some of you are actors. Some aren't. Just as in real life.

-Barbara. -Yes.

Thank you. l hope you'll explain to everyone that will see this film,

that it is a contemporary story, not just a classic.

Shall we?

[Speaks Czech]

Read your scripts.

l don't care if you don't know your lines, l'm going to watch you - live!

Put that cigarette out, please.

Thank you for receiving me and my sister.

My sister, the Stranger!

What do you mean, ''the Stranger''?

Madam, l wrote you a letter about your son.

And the letter of a worm, of a rat,

of a bacillus even, must be read like poetry!

Of a bacillus?

-Your laugh. More insane! More insane!

-More insane, this laugh!

The sitting room is yours, jump, twirl around! Quick, quick!

Go!

Everyone is here! lt is so wonderful... but...

What are you doing here, Captain? Who let you in? With this idiot.

-Sir, my honor doesn't allow me to-- -Your what?

l said l would arrange everything. And the money...

My dear, your son will arrive soon. lf only you knew what happened in Germany.

But he will tell you much better than l! But do you know he traveled through lceland?

The island of ice and fire. Oh, Christian!

Your son's good soul is holding the simple conscience of the world.

And my father, steeped in pity, even in his very posture.

My son, l was expecting different signs of affection.

Son? Son? Do you think this is the right word?

Let me remind you that l only met you twice,

when l was born and when l went to University!

You don't have the right! A writer can have--

Right, family, duty, society: literature!

This pleasant aristocracy where rottenness can be found hidden behind the couch.

This joke will cease to be funny when it turns to blood.

And l enter. l mean, Nicolas enters.

You all look at me. Attention.

-Nicolas, my son...

-More beautiful, more gifted, more unique, more brilliant than ever!

ls it true that for a stupid bet, you legally and religiously married this idiot, this...

No...

ls that true, for a stupid bet, you legally and religiously married this idiot, this...

And who are you, Miss?

And now you look at him and without expecting it,

all of a sudden, you fall in love with him.

And he falls with you too.

-Well, thank you. -By participating in this film, you are committing suicide...

Not bad. Tomorrow, don't forget to use some white pencil above the eyelashes.

And no powder on the temples, it makes your eyes seem smaller. lt makes you look stubborn.

You need to project the light towards us, not the other way around.

Yes, sir.

lnflexible... do you remember the article l wrote about Sartre in 1962?

Yes, sir?

Can you come with me?

Yes.

That's it! Just create goddamned chaos! Another attempt, comrade!

Where are we?

A hotel!

-ls there no reception? -No!

Why shoot all your films in Germany? You're French...

l'm not French.

Or even German.

My mom was French.

But, l shot my movies in Germany because it was the only place l could do it my way.

Films ''against''...

Against what?

Against... those who no longer fear God.

-Hurry up, we're almost ready. -Ready for what?

-l told you several times, l don't want this powder there.

Just like this.

Damn it, the dress!

Can't you see it's useless? Pick another one, come on.

Are you stupid, or what?

Ethel! l need to speak to you.

Do you like it?

Scratch the sole. lt will be less slippery.

Listen, you don't look like the son of a servant.

You studied with Nicolas, you wear Nicolas' clothes,

but they are too short for you.

Give it to me.

[Speaking Czech]

Let's shoot!

Lights!

''The Possessed'', Scene 32, Take 1.

Action.

Nicolas, is that true that, for a stupid bet, you legally and

religiously married this idiot?

Pierre, would you accompany this lady?

Of course, immediately. l told you it was only a misunderstanding.

Being a generous man, Nicolas was being charitable to those poor souls.

Leave, fool...

What do you mean, ''fool''? ''Fool''?

l have money, madam!

Leave.

What did l tell you? l'll take care of everything.

And this is Lise, Nicolas. She is pretty, isn't she? Young, intelligent, sensitive...

Pierre, your behavior is unacceptable.

Speak, you intellectual, idiot...

Let me introduce you to my fianc�, Maurice.

The problem is that if l had no legs, we could not walk together...

You so tall and l so short.

Try again. More tensed. More nervous. You're trying to be funny. Now!

You would come with me if l was deformed, destitute and limping, with no legs.

The problem is that if l had no legs we could not walk together, you so tall and l so short.

The problem is that if l had no legs we could not walk together, you so tall and l so short.

-Nicolas...

l demand an answer. l am your mother. l want to know.

No, mother. l did not marry this infortunate.

Liar... liar...

Why? Why?!

-Cut!

Sorry, Lili. Everybody step out of the lights, please.

lmpressive!

Thanks, but l didn't fall properly. l wasn't thinking. l'd like to do another take.

3, 7, and 1.

Change of scene! Quicker!

That night, l played my life for you.

l was happy to do it...

Because l love you.

Don't push me away.

Keep me with you.

When l see you like this, l start thinking that you are hiding something dark...

Or even have blood on your hands!

My head hurts... so much...

Congratulations my friend, you are a widower.

We just found your wife and her brother at home, their throats slit open.

Do you remember this servant that my father lost at a card game?

Apparently he is the culprit.

He even tried to start a fire and got caught, his pockets full of money freshly stolen.

Lise, have you arrived already? Perfect. A miracle, isn't it?

A godsend, if God exists.

l just saw your fianc�. What's his name?

You knew!

Still as a statue...

You knew! You knew!

lt was... l could have...

...stayed with you... at the price... of their lives...

What if all of this was so that we can get married, and start a new life,

clean and proper?

All you want is to imprison me. With you.

And show me that there is a huge spider inside the wardrobe...

And we will spend the rest of our lives,

staring at it, terrified,

and this spider would be... it would be...

No, no! l don't want you to snivel. l don't want you to faint.

The Virgin, the lnnocent! Enough!

You gave yourself to me, you loved me, you understood...

You know the truth.

All you can do is vomit when facing the horror, the crime.

Playing each scene separately isn't enough.

The weeping girl, the hysterical girl, the girl in love, the girl losing her charms...

l don't want you to play each scene, l want you to act your part!

l've seen plenty of actors playing each scene amazingly, like the branches of a tree.

''The tree-actors''. At the end of the movie, all you could hear was the rustling of the leaves.

lt's crap! What matters is what's happening between the scenes,

the truthfulness of the character,

the heart of the role. The perceptiveness of the role!

All that you carry within yourself during the movie, the destiny of the character.

Destiny - period. l want you to know everything, l want you to show me everything like X-rays would.

To find the truth, the truth of what's right here!

Do you understand?

l don't understand what you mean! l don't understand what you want!

Listen! lf you think that everything can be found in life, such as love,

lies, and cheating, then you can't play your part.

Love isn't just physical, fear isn't only being afraid of the big bad wolf!

Rebellion isn't just sticking a needle in your veins!

Coming from the gutter doesn't mean you have to act as if God doesn't exist!

l'm tired.

Fine, act the tiredness. At least there'll be something there.

Let's try again. Enough! Let's go!

Action. Open up. Open up!

Pronounce each word.

You are growing up, becoming an adult.

Go on... ''all you want''...

''ls to imprison me here!''

''We will spend'' - ''We will spend''...

Calm down... open up.

All you want is to imprison me here with you...

And show me that there is a huge spider inside the wardrobe, as big as a man.

And we will spend the rest of our lives, staring at it, terrified.

And this spider would be... lt would be..

Cut.

lt's not just me.

lt's not just my movie you're destroying. You're destroying yourself too.

OK, l get it. Let's shoot a sex scene.

Yes, but which one?

We need to shoot something at least!

''No kidding, baby!''

This lady has been an ass.

lt should be easy.

Come on, hurry up! Don't you see we're waiting for her?

-Hurry up, come on!

Well miss, would you be kind enough--

Go away!

--to lie there first, as l will be on top of you!

lf you want, l can go with you. l'm OK with that.

lf only you knew how much l hate you...

So many gifted, deserving, experienced girls... and you!

She won't do it!

She won't even do this!

''All you want is to imprison me, and show me that there is a huge spider inside the wardrobe

as big as a man. And we will spend the rest of our lives, starting at it, terrified.

And this spider would be... it would be...''

Lucas. The producer wants to know what's going on.

You have to make a decision.

Go away! l'll call you.

Let's walk and talk.

You know, l could easily take my scissors and cut your part out!

l suck! There are some things l just can't play--

An actress can keep nothing for herself! She can't have her secret garden, she can play anything!

The sheep, the wolf, and the grandmother!

And you were mistaken - l'm not an actress!

l'm never mistaken. l never make mistakes.

l can make mistakes about everything, apart from that!

lf you could do better, you'd be...

A star!

Don't give up on me! Don't leave me!

Where is it in you? Where?

-Get out, just leave!

-Leave me alone!

-l told you to only come visit when l tell you to.

-Get out! Go away!

-Go away!

Mlis-ka Elena...

Fifteen...

The corpse of a 30 year old woman has been discovered this morning in the ourcq canal.

We are showing these images, despite their brutality, as the body has been mutilated and the fingerprints erased with acid.

lt cannot be identified. The woman was wearing gold stilettos. She was not carrying lD

and was only wearing flesh-colored tights and a beige T-shirt. She had auburn hair.

The police are asking that anyone--

That's it! Keep playing!

lf a Judas happened to be spying on me, he would find it difficult!

Nicolas was appointed by the central committee, which l also belong to.

l am leaving to visit the other group as soon as you have started.

How?

By any means possible!

First of all, accelerate the destruction of this rotten society.

Second of all, run as fast as possible through the shit.

Third, create a fair society, based on equality and love.

-lt will leave some marks. -Exactly!

Murder, blackmail, extortion, bombs...

...organized lies!

We need a list of all those that will be killed immediately

for being beyond redemption, and those that we will have a temporary use for.

l came here to talk to you about the horrible living conditions for students.

Do you have a pair of small scissors?

-Pardon? -l forgot to clean my nails.

Miss! A new religion is being born!

An absolute religion, because of its absence of God!

My thinking brought me to understand that freedom for all

can only be obtained through slavery for all.

Those that want unlimited freedom

will only receive unlimited despotism in the end.

There is my conclusion:

One tenth of society will rule,

and nine tenths will obey.

That's my despair.

Your despair is yours alone. lt's subjective.

Stop it! Nicolas is waiting!

-Are you ready to take action? -Yes!

Christian.

Your departure would be dangerous for us, or yourself, at this moment.

You heard it, Christian. You know... if you don't agree with us...

Where are you going? To the police?

Can you see that, Nicolas? Can you see it?

Your friend, did you say? There he is, Judas!

And who do you work for? Who's destiny are you preparing us for?

Yours!

Are you OK?

You're always in the way.

Kesling hasn't made any decision regarding you.

l've always been against the idea. But l'm only the wallet.

l really don't understand what they see in you.

l came to give this back to you.

That's not mine. l'm not completely gay...

...but give it time.

lt belongs to the woman you were kissing that night.

-Her l.D. is in there. -Why are you carrying it?

Because...

Because she's dead.

-Excuse me? -l saw it on TV.

She had on the same shoes. They said she was murdered.

So with your Z-list actress' intelligence, you decided that l kill actresses in Paris, on weekend nights.

Actress?

She was an actress, but she doesn't act any more.

And since l used to live with her, you'll excuse me if l kiss my ex-girlfriends

where l want, when l want, and how l want.

Especially when they become annoying, because they live with assholes and have no money left.

She can't be dead, because l walked her home, back to the asshole...

...so you couldn't have seen her on TV.

l'll go to the police!

You won't go anywhere! Only where l tell you!

You're fired! l'll show you this big success, this faggot.

You're made for each other!

Get out! Get out!

-Would you tell this young lady the whereabouts of your...

Where's Elena?

She went back to Czechoslovakia.

Are you sure?

l took her to the airport for her 12:00 flight.

How could she fly if l had her passport?

She lost it a few days ago.

The embassy replaced it. Why?

Nothing.

You can check with the airline.

Did you know her?

You're an actress too, aren't you?

Yes.

She was a wonderful actress.

l was in love with her since l was sixteen.

She could play anything.

She had been in plenty of films in our country, before we went to Germany.

And she made plenty of films there...

She could have kept going...

...and she would have been as famous as she was in Prague.

lf she hadn't met this loser...

This loser who... who...

That's enough!

Me... not make same mistake. Me... poor Czech immigrant.

Even if me look so French, it just be imitation.

l hope you are single, miss.

And an actress.

Let's drink to actresses.

To Elena!

Long live Elena!

Bottoms up, an old Czech tradition!

Enough, enough!

lndeed. l don't even need to be here...

Happy now?

You don't have the right to humiliate people like this.

Even if you're the most powerful, most intelligent,

even if you're always right.

Go away.

Go away!

His Grace, Lithuanian Archbishop Schlapas, had a long talk with the Minister.

Also a writer and a poet, His Grace has always let known his love and understanding of French culture.

As usual, His Grace Schlapas refused to answer journalists' questions,

and therefore to all of those concerning his Elevation to 'in petore' Cardinal, in the Pope's heart.

lt is possible for the Pope to name a prince to the Church in the secret of his heart only,

in order to avoid any possible retaliation from the Government that His Grace will have to face again,

after his visit to Paris and his pilgrimage to Lourdes.

They stole the passport.

Elena Mliska...

Elena Mliska, fifteen, fifteen...

-Sorry, l knocked.

ls it Mr. Kesling? Again?

No...

l didn't believe you.

l know just what it's like to beg for a role...

So when you say that your... l mean, that she, left the next morning...

My wife!

Come sit next to me.

Come, come.

What have you done these last two days?

Since yesterday, you mean?

No, no...

You left two days ago. Two days ago!

You know l get sick every time you leave.

When you leave, l put on those beautiful clothes you bought me. The ones that itch me.

You're crazy!

Take this pretty scarf, the one you brought back on Friday.

Put it on. lt really suits you, and it looks like it's going to rain. You know how it makes you feel.

-Where's your bag? -What bag?

Your bag. Your bag and the coat you left at the hotel, where you go to screw Kesling!

Did you get into a fight? Did he not give you what you wanted?

The hotel where Kesling brings his whores, or his actresses--

Same difference!

Please, please...

l don't want to play that!

Why not?

ls that you?

l'm back.

You made the right choice.

l'm sure you're hungry.

Yes.

The day you left Kesling for me,

it was like a miracle.

For me too.

-Come again?

l said, where was it again?

-ln Munich, you idiot! Munich!

Yes, in Munich...

And do you remember why our door is never closed?

Because the last time you left and l went looking for you,

someone broke in and stole all the money we had left.

Where did you get those shoes from?

How much were they?

Did you turn tricks for the money? How much do you charge?

Couldn't you spend the money to sort out this shithole?

-That's not how it is! -Where did you spend the night then?

At the Salvation Army. lt was horrible.

Some girl was screaming. She was either going cold turkey or having DT.

l was scared of catching lice.

This morning, l washed in the fountain, like homeless people do!

Why did you leave? Why?

l wanted to be alone! Alone! Free!

l don't want to be with the people l love!

l can't love, l can't! Don't you understand that?

l can.

-Promise me. -l promise.

lt's OK.

lt's OK...

Keep me with you.

OK...

lt suits you.

lt always has.

l'll go back to working in the kitchen.

l'll be home late tonight.

Me too, l'm going to look for a job.

As usual?

No.

You're not going to see him tonight?

l promise.

''When he holds me against him...''

You look different.

Don't you like it?

Take off your shoes. You look silly in those.

l thought l'd relate to you more with them on.

Today, you'll be against the wall.

Bastard...

Gertrude!

Gertrude!

Shit...

Milan!

Are you home?

Milan!

You scared me!

Did you get home early?

l quit. l got offered a better job.

There's money on the bed, count it.

That's great...

l have money, too.

l bought food. That way we can...

You promised!

lt's an honest job.

l work in the cloakroom in a club in Montparnasse.

l get fantastic tips...

...just from selling cigarettes...

Ah, yes...

And how did you get this job?

Through my actress friend...

She's unemployed too...

Because of her age...

And her accent...

That's not a job for you.

You're a star.

An actress.

A fantastic actress!

A very good one.

You really think that all actresses are whores, don't you? That's it?

All women, all girls... they all have this inside of them...

Why are you still here?

l told you a thousand times already. l don't love you anymore.

l don't want to pay what l owe you because you ruined your career for me.

Just take your money --

and fuck off!

Please, please, please...

l love you.

''When he holds me against him...

When he speaks softly to me...

l see life in pink...''

There has been a new outburst of violence in Lebanon. A car-bomb exploded in middle Beirut,

resulting in four deaths and twenty injuries.

Struggle amongst the French Communist Party for the succession to the position of First Secretary.

Members seem to take a more radical approach, as they are facing the contradictions of today's society.

''our objective is this:

What we want is revolution!''

No lead for the murder of the Archbishop His Grace Schlapas, shot several times at point-blank range.

This amateur film footage was obtained in the last few hours, filmed by one of the guests

outside a party organized for the Archbishop.

Politicians, religious figures, artists and fellow Czech citizens were all present.

The camera operator was close enough to capture the exact moment of the murder.

This exceptional footage makes it possible to identify the murderer, who managed to flee.

Watch carefully, we have studied each frame and have enlarged the footage.

To the left of your screen, you can clearly see the weapon and the murderer's hand.

Here...

And here is the side of his face.

The Police, who are investigating political motives, hope that these blurred images

will help the investigation.

Some have suggested that the group who took over Lithuania in 1940 are responsible.

His Grace Schlapas was due to return home the day after tomorrow.

-lf only l had guessed that you were hiding here with this genius.

-Where is he? -He killed a priest. He's crazy - sick and crazy.

l was there. Do you know what he's done before?

He came to me and asked me to give you this farewell letter.

-Are you going to the police? -l don't fucking care.

He can kill all the priests on earth, l don't give a fuck. As long as he doesn't destroy you.

Why do you care?

You're mine. l made you. l can take you back or send you back whenever l want.

Loser!

He won't steal another one from me.

lt's only in my film that you refuse to do what you're told.

Why did you dye your hair? For that faggot? Why did you sleep with him?

Why did you sleep with his wife?

She sleeps with everyone, just like you.

Now listen.

Either you go and denounce him, or l will. lf not, you stay with me, and become my property.

Maybe, one day, l'll give you another chance.

You'll never come back here.

What about the neighbors?

The neighbors are dead.

All of them are dead.

Taxi!

Why did you do that? lt's horrible!

ls that you? Thanks for coming.

And your hair... it suits you so much more!

This is my film!

This is my film!

Does this mean anything to you?

He's right. The most beautiful film of all time was directed by a sick producer!

l won't mention its name.

l just don't know anymore.

l knew he'd go, that he couldn't handle it. l knew our arrangement would work out in the end.

l finally understand why you wanted Christian dead.

To make a film about this group of idiots.

You understand, you have to start somewhere, and usually they start with the idiots and the greedy,

who bring everyone else, the sheep, right behind them.

Later, the citizens spy on each other.

Slaves have to be equal. l love misery, alcoholism, fear, lies, and total obedience!

Total servitude! Happiness! All of them miserable!

Kill all talent!

From time to time, let them rest for a while. Let them have a little idol.

So that they can believe that they are improving society!

-You're crazy. -Crazy? On the contrary!

l'd even give half of the world to the Pope. l'd only need the lnternational to agree.

Does that sound crazy to you? The Pope in Eastern Europe, and you here!

Because you are beautiful! l love beauty. We need a leader, and you're beautiful.

You believe in everything, except in yourself.

Do you know why, why you married this worm that we now need to destroy at all cost?

Because you're beautiful. Despite everything.

For the challenge...

Enough!

l love beauty. His beauty and his genius!

Your only problem is your desire to live!

But l will clear the path to your destiny,

and you will become a leader according to my expectations.

A murderer, a liar...

A worm!

Cut. Thank you.

-How long is it? -1 minute 23.

lt's too long. l can't shoot another one.

l can't take it anymore. There's no time left.

Quiet!

l'd like to go home now.

He can't go there, he doesn't know where l live.

OK.

ls it true that Elena came to ask you for a part?

She wanted me to help her go back to her country.

She had severed all links. She was living with a political expatriate.

She was scared of retaliations.

How can you help her go back there, when you're a director here?

l won a prize at the Karlovy Vary Festival in Czechoslovakia.

l knew a member of the government.

Really...

-How did you know? -l followed you.

To the studio. Everywhere.

What did you do?

l killed whoever they wanted me to kill to keep my wife alive. That's the reason!

But...she's dead!

She's...she's...

She's here because you're here!

But she's over there because they were meant to bring her back home.

They promised me that we would be reunited right after.

They were sure she wouldn't go to the police... to protect me.

But you know... there's not much time left,

and when l went to the meeting point, it was a trap.

But they didn't get me!

But why? Why all of this?

So that they can find me with a letter in my pocket, saying that l killed him for no reason!

But you can't stay here, if Kesling...

This time, you can't deny it.

l saw you two go to the hotel together.

You forgot l was his wife before being yours.

You'll need money. You'll take what you left me.

l can get more.

l have the details of where they're going to shoot. Call me.

l can't, sweetheart. See for yourself.

And you don't ever tell me anything.

People ask if you're available, but you come and go as you please.

l didn't know miss Ethel would be here today.

Do you want me to cancel Lisette?

l'll pay.

That will be 600 francs.

There you go. Everything's sorted.

Well, go on, move.

Don't you have your camera?

l don't need it. l paid what you asked for, didn't l?

ls this what you want?

What took you so long? We've been waiting for hours.

Can we not leave you alone for five minutes?

l walked.

Give me your key.

l can't stand what you did to your hair.

You look like an old Jewish woman.

Go for your make-up. We'll dye it back to normal.

ls that OK with you?

Action!

That's it. Dig now!

l give you back the Press!

You can print whatever you want!

My wife is back.

She is pregnant.

l have changed.

l don't want to write against my beliefs.

You forgave your wife for leaving with another man and coming back pregnant?

-l believe in God. -Bastard.

One, two, three!

l like it.

-One, two, three!

Catch her!

Be quiet!

-Cut!

ls it the one?

The blood!

l'm shooting a commercial about death.

lf you don't put blood on the screen, it will run more freely behind.

What do you think of Kesling's work?

lt's fucked up, don't you think?

lt's really theatrical.

-Someone for you on the phone.

Yes, l'll be there.

l'll be there.

Get up! Come on, get up!

Sorry, l can't.

l'll show you karate!

Milan, l'm hurting!

Why are you laughing?

Because l'm happy!

Because you're here.

Milan, do you believe l'll always be such a loser, a reject, a slut,

just because l have to live and accept? To be able to make it!

lt's not ''Milan'', it's ''Mi--lann''...

Run!

They must have followed me, l can't see you anymore!

lt's never going to end!

Run!

Who's that?

Another lover?

Where did you find this?

ln a letter you didn't bother to open.

So?

You're different.

Solomon? Put mom on the phone!

Change a bit more...

When?

Why didn't you tell me? Why not?

l thought it'd be better.

They loved each other a lot, you know.

They just didn't know...

...how.

-You're not going to faint, are you?

l was thinking about giving you your role back,

but with everything that just happened,

do you want me to drive you home?

You know, l'm so happy you're here.

l'll give you great make-up today!

Oh, l'm so stupid...

That happens all the time...

Hi! l'm glad you're here.

Today's will be easy for us.

We're playing corpses!

Kesling promised me that he'd let me try for your part,

and now, that's not happening. Why?

l don't know.

But why? Why?

Leave me alone!

Lise! Stay there, don't go!

Out the way!

Get out of my way!

l love you!

One, two, three!

The smell of blood again!

Lise!

l am the one who killed them!

l...am...the one...killed...

l am...the one... who killed them...

Go on!

l am... the one...

You whore!

Do you like the smell of blood? Do you?

Whore!

Go away.

After this film, l'd like you to make more with me.

l believe that together...

You do everything backwards.

ln your films and in your life.

Why?

Do you know what cinema is for me in the end?

To preserve the image of our Dead.

This is actually the only way we have found to keep them alive.

Marilyn's dead, Gabin, Jouvet...

Vivien Leigh...

Raimu...

And me.

OK.

Are you hurt?

No.

You have to turn yourself in, Milan.

lf l do that, l won't see you again.

lt's no longer just between the police and me,

it's now between me and what's left of my conscience.

-We have to call an ambulance!

Your family is poor.

You're doing fantastically well at University thanks to a government bursary,

then one day, they take it back and say,

''You need it... come on...''

''tell us about your friends at university''.

Then you realize that those people are no longer welcome some places.

Some are sent to prison.

Then you are given a passport to leave the country, because everyone knows you're the snitch.

They make you meet a woman...

And then you forget everything else.

You did everything for me.

Until the end.

Will you call me?

Are you hurt?

Are you?

Attention...

Here he comes...

Lise, there you are!

l saw your fianc� in the garden,

still like a statue, staring at your window.

lt's not that he is like a statue, just that he is staring at your windows.

You understand the text, it's got a wild beauty, and--

l just saw your fianc� - what's his name?

As if he was in a trance, still like a statue in the garden,

staring at your window.

l mean, the windows.

lsn't that strange?

Did you know?

lt was at the price...

lt was at the price of their lives... that l could stay here...

All you want is to imprison me,

and show me that there is a huge spider inside the wardrobe,

as big as a man. And we will spend the rest of our lives, staring at it,

admiring it, knowing it...

And this spider would be...

God...

Good.

Ethel, can you try to speak to Kesling?

He fired the continuity girl for drinking too much, but there's still one day left!

Have you seen Kesling? You were very good. Yesterday's rushes were amazing. l've been behind you 100% from the start!

-Could l have an advance on my paycheck? -Of course, where's my check-book...

Yes, the studio director has it, he left for today and the accountant has closed access.

Can it wait until tomorrow?

lt's OK. l'll find another way.

Being crazy isn't cheap. Very well...

-Gertrude?

-There's nothing left for you here.

He's dead.

The most terrible thing...

...is that l'm relieved.

Are you becoming part of my race?

What? What race? Did you use him from the start?

Yes! Yes and no!

Me! Me! l was meant to be the kingpin,

helping to prepare the ascension of a proletariat that doesn't exist, just like everything else.

And it just seemed so natural, a director who is lonely but still in love...

with the woman he made fantastic films with.

And he finds her in Paris with her loser.

Did you follow them?

No, l was merely there to remind Mr. Mliska what was expected of him.

To help him get where he was meant to be, at the right time.

And if he refused, l had to help capture his wife, if need be...

Did she know?

She knew.

She was fucked...but not dumb.

She was trying to convince you to leave Milan alone.

Tomorrow is my last shooting day. l won't have any right over you anymore.

l made you. You'll be a star.

l don't give a fuck. l'm not interested.

You're interested! You'll make more and more films, because you have to work in the cinema industry!

Cinema is like bubbles of light in an ocean of shadows.

One has to prepare its destiny to keep going.

There, our boat is sinking!

And you can hear the chariots coming!

Ivan!

No...

lt's just the garbage men.

l'm not crying for Milan.

l'm crying for you.

l love you.

Don't patronize me.

lf you had any idea how little l care about you...

To what extent...

l don't know...

l'll do anything so that one day you'll know it.

Do it.

And now the creature is going to devour its creator...

lsn't it?

Do you think l could handle it?

Are you going to go to the police?

Yes. l have to.

l could stop you.

Are you scared?

lf you are, you don't understand anything.

l can't hurt you.

You're my film.

l'm asking you to finish it.

Just one day...

Tomorrow.

Will you come?

I will.

Hello?

lt's over, dear.

l never told you, but l've got so much debt...

You can't come back.

l won't.

Let's not say goodbye just like this.

Have you seen my apartment upstairs?

No.

Come in.

This is my daughter.

Are you going to say Hi to the lady?

Hello...

l was never able to leave her. And it has cost me.

Now she'll go into an institution.

l'll try to find a job not too far away from her...

Spectacular car accident this morning in Paris.

A car drove into a pylon on the highway.

The impact was so violent that firemen took more than twenty minutes to extract the body of the driver,

who was killed instantly.

This incident is bringing new light on the investigation into the murder

of His Grace Schlapas, which took place a few days ago in Paris.

The victim of the car accident is a Czech dissident, Milan Mliska.

A signed note was found on his body, claiming that he was the Archbishop's murderer.

This would make investigators reconsider their previous theory of a political conspiracy.

lncoherencies in the letter are leading them to consider that Mliska had mental health issues.

lt appears that he was trying to bring attention to the living conditions of prisoners--

You were on the cover of Paris Match, Jours de France and Elle. Did Kesling tell you?

-Ethel, can l have an interview? -Later, sure.

There's my competitor, who wants to steal you from me.

l'm pleased to meet you, l brought you a script. lt would be fantastic if you would read it.

-Thanks. -Sure.

-Ethel, we've not had much time to talk, but l'm working on my first film

and l'd like - what l mean is - it's going to be completely different from this one...

Look, we've all helped buy this for him. lt's solid gold - do you like it?

l do.

-Hey, have they paid you? -No.

Listen, l have an idea. Sign the box!

You'll be everyone's favorite.

Or a flash in the pan.

What's wrong, Ethel?

lt's just as if l was suddenly all alone in this world...

''Modern and unexpected, the new revelation of young French cinema''.

'''l Have Met a Star' by Lucas Kesling''.

''Pros and Cons: touching, serious and unusual, the new beauty''...

''Young woman: actress or object?''

''All three, answers Lucas Kesling, the flamboyant director of 'The Possessed'''.

''The Unusual Life''...

Forgive me, bless me, love me, remember me...

Always go where life is...

Don't turn back, believe in yourself.

You're the most beautiful gift God could give a man.

A man would need to be...

...as proper...

...and humble as you are, to deserve you.

Go!

Then he walks past the building, inside, two guys are arguing.

Those two guys were cinema producers, and he didn't even know that cinema exists, so...

And half an hour later, these two guys ask him...

-Oh my God, no!

-Shit. He hung himself for real.