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- Good morning, monsieur.
- Good morning, monsieur.

- Good morning, Doctor.
- Good morning. Thank you.

Let's go, then.

Hello, Les Tilleuls,
Dr. Jean Rivière's Clinic.

Yes.

Yes, one moment, I'll
transfer you to the room.

In Room 26, the ambassador's wife.
The baby is looking good.

The contractions are at alternating
intervals. You want to see her?

In Room 25, the baby
is in a breech position.

We need to decide whether
to perform a C-section.

Good morning, Mrs. Raynaud.

About the fetal heart rate,
everything is fine for now.

It's all fine, then.

Yes, we'll see
about that later, professor.

Of course. I'll be back soon.

Later.

In Room 22, Madame Le Kermadec.

She's being discharged today,
if you'd like to see her.

Good morning, Mme. Le Kermadec.

The uterus is well-contracted.
He's in great shape and weighs 3.5 kg.

He looks in great shape. Very good.
That's very good, little Andrea.

Good morning, Mrs. Wellman.

I'd like to ask you a
favor for my husband.

He'd like to assist me
during the delivery.

I presume you didn't wait
for my authorization.

You're right.
He's already left Texas to join me.

It makes me so nervous
when he flies his private jet.

I can understand that.

I'm not going to have the baby
before then, am I?

It should be tomorrow.

That's wonderful,
because he'll be here tomorrow.

Last night, Mme. De la Rivière
had some bleeding and contractions

On examination, the cervix was high,
at 2.5 cm, dilated to one tight finger.

Speculum exam showed blood
coming from the cervix.

Lab results are normal.

From a fetal standpoint,
movements felt and class 4 monitoring.

On ultrasound, the placenta
is partially covering. Grade B6-2.

Never forget:

the clinical picture, never the ultrasound,
determines the delivery method.

We can't tell by touching.
It's a head, but it's very high.

No pink or dark blood?
Did the water break?

No, red blood.
The Fern test is negative.

So, notify Mme. De la Rivière
and the anesthesiologist,

that a C-section is an option.

Viviane.

You agree with me, don't you?
- I respect hierarchy, Doctor.

You must be right.
- Very well.

What's new in the mail today?

In New York, you're offered the presidency
of the next gynecology congress.

An African minister's wife
is offering a fortune for her delivery.

And in Paris, the Academy of
Medicine is asking for an article

on epidural anesthesia techniques.

There you go.

And I also have the file you asked for.

Here it is.

Yes.

Thank you.

Will I see you later?

I don't know, I don't think so.

Yes, Jean Rivière speaking.

Hello?

Hello!

Someone must have
dialed the wrong number.

Of course, that must be it.
Someone with a wrong number.

Are you really
going out with me tonight?

So, the two of us are going
to the theater, like lovers?

But no, Jean.
You won't be able to resist.

Just as we're about to
leave, you'll fly off to her.

Her bed, her ass, that's
all you care about now.

She's made you an individual.

Meaning?

The word means "undivided."
Undivided property.

That's your case.
You belong only to that woman now.

Oh, before, you spread yourself thin.
You fucked around left and right.

You were a "dividual."
It was better for us.

Still, I can't complain.

This sexual frenzy
makes me feel young again.

It takes me back to the
early days of our marriage.

Answer it, Jean.

Answer it...

You know that was her calling,
and now she's trying again.

Is that you?

Professor Jean Rivière?

Speaking.

You're going to die, Professor.

You are going to die,
I'm going to kill you.

I'm going to kill you.
You won't escape me.

- You're guilty, Professor.
- Guilty? Of what?

You have a murder on your conscience.
And you don't even know it.

So, what's it going to be?

Are you running off to her,
or was I wrong?

You're right,
I'm not going to the theater.

I love you as I always have, Jean.

This girl is giving me a hard time,
But you'll come back to me.

Life is long.

Are you ready? Are you pumped?

Holly is here for you,
to satisfy your most secret dreams.

Good evening, Professor.
A vodka as usual?

Your vodka, Professor.

Hi.

- What day is it today?
- Thursday.

It's already been eight days,
and nothing special has happened to me.

Unbelievable.

- Are you having a drink?
- You never listen to me.

Anyway, I'm glad you came to see me
tonight. I love surprises.

I could do without them.

You could, maybe. But not me.

Maybe I should consult
one of your specialist friends.

Am I normal?

Chantal, I deliver babies.

But I'm still a little girl.

Emotional, sensitive, fragile.

And call me Holly.

Okay, Holly.
Can we go now? Can we?

I'd do anything for you, you know that.

I'll go change.

- When are you going to tidy up?
- If I did, I'd never find anything.

At least, unpack the boxes.
It looks like you're moving.

True, but imagine the excitement
of always changing places, your skin,

everything.

One day, you'll settle down.

But I'm in transit here.
Just like Holly.

Remember the movie with Audrey Hepburn?

- I never go to the movies.
- Well, I love going.

I need to dream.

Yes,

I hear you.

I wanted to show you I'm not joking.

Have a little patience. In a few hours,
you'll know why I condemned you.

Say what you have to say,
but cut the crap, okay?

Nervous?

You bet. To think that tomorrow
night, I'll be going on stage...

I can't believe it.

- You had to have a first concert.
- Thank you for organizing it, Dad.

I hope you'll be proud of me.

Are you surprised to see me here?

A little, yes. It's the first time.

Do you think I don't
take good care of you?

That I'm not attentive enough
to your work?

The clinic doesn't leave
you much time, understandably.

I came to listen to you, Axelle.

Go back to your piano and play for me.

What's wrong? You're
acting strange this morning.

No, I'm not. I want to be
the first to hear this concert.

I'm just impatient, that's
all. You can't refuse me that.

Right?

Go on, then.

- Good morning, Professor.
- Good morning, monsieur.

Come over,
it'll make my wife happy.

- Good morning, dear lady.
- Good morning.

Look at him, Professor.
He's gotten so handsome.

He's magnificent.

Magnificent. The spitting
image of his father.

You're too kind, Professor.

- Well, have a good day.
- Thank you. Goodbye.

- Good morning, everyone.
- Good morning.

Please stay seated. I'm listening.

Mme. Defaille's due date is on the 24th.
She's currently at 35 weeks.

- Next?
- Mrs. Adali.

Treatment is set for
now. It's going well.

Mme. Vodela is leaving the
clinic tomorrow by ambulance.

Very well. Mme. Denotes?

It's about Mme. Cartier.
What have you decided for her?

- Perhaps tocolysis to buy some time.
- Yes. Ah, Madame Joubert.

There's a package for you, Doctor.

- Open it, Madame Joubert.
- I wouldn't dream of it.

On the envelope, it says,

"Jean Rivière, to be delivered in person."

- Where is it from?
- There's no name nor address.

The guard found it in his
mailbox 15 minutes ago.

- Mrs. Willmann?
- Nothing to report. Still in pain

If you confided in your secretary,
she'd know what's inside.

She's less discreet than I am.

Forget about my secretary for a
moment, would you, Mme. Joubert?

Start the rounds without me.
I'll join you.

These ladies will
be disappointed, Doctor.

If you don't mind...

Don't worry, I had
no intention of staying.

- A nurse, 20, with reddish hair.
- You need a nurse?

- A girl who worked here.
- When?

About a month ago.
Get me her file.

She must have been a temp.
Last month, we had four of them.

No, not those ones. They were brunettes.

Here she is.

- She had terrible skin.
- Definitely not her.

But it's Mlle. Spinelli
you're talking about.

I don't know her name. Do you
remember anything specific about her?

- In a way, yes.
- Find her file and bring it over. Thanks.

Yes, hello?

That's incredible.
I was just thinking of you.

I need to see you.

Right now? I'm tired.
I have to get ready.

I'm on my way.

Yes?

She wasn't a temp. She
had a one-year contract.

She was a nice girl. Gentle,
absent-minded, a dreamer.

- And?
- She left, and we never saw her again.

We wrote, we called, no answer.

We sent her a check,
but she didn't cash it.

- And you never told me!
- We don't usually discuss staff issues.

Does the Professor
address you informally now?

Sometimes, Madame Joubert.
But only while on duty.

That's what you
wanted to know, I suppose?

Hello.

- What are you doing here?
- I wanted to surprise you.

I bought some things to eat,
and now, everything has melted.

- Did you forget your keys?
- It happens to me a lot.

I don't know what it is
with me and keys. I can't help it.

Did you come here to make love?

Yes.

- I can see it in your eyes.
You're already turned on.

Uh-huh.

What are you doing?

- I'm not doing anything.
- But someone might come.

You do whatever comes into
your head without thinking of me.

That's why you like me, isn't it?

Wait.

Come here.

Hey, Eddy, can I borrow your apartment?
- Huh? My apartment?

- Yeah. It's urgent. Just for a moment.
- A moment? But wait, I...

Come on, please. Come on.

Get out.
- Hey, not so fast, Holly.

Now, we've known for a long time
that as early as the sixth month,

the fetus has a sense of hearing.

It's in a cell. From there, it hears
sounds from the entire world.

It receives everything.

It perceives every noise,
every rumble, every sound.

But there's an essential difference
between it and us.

You're speaking to me, Mlle,
across this space.

My hearing of you is aerial.

It's protected by
the pregnant woman's plasma.

Through the mother,
its hearing is aquatic.

The sounds that reach it are transformed
by the layer of water they pass through.

What are they like?
What sound quality? What music?

Our research shows that

the embryo perceives them
like a hypnotized subject would.

It hears a confused, distant
noise, a murmur, nothing more.

And this intrusion
of the outside world...

This intrusion of
the outside world.

is something the hypnotized
subject didn't ask for.

It can tolerate it for a moment,
but it's nonetheless an assault.

Good morning, Robert.

I'd like to see you again soon.
Thank you, gentlemen.

Did you ask to speak with me?

Did you ask to see me?
Is there a problem?

Professional?
In your department?

Your private life?

Yes.

My private life, as you say.

Well, go ahead.
If you need to talk, don't hesitate.

If I can help, I will.

- No, it's fine. It'll be fine.
I'll handle it. It's nothing.

Thanks for stopping by.

Good evening, Professor.

Give me Mlle. Spinelli's address.

She must've made quite
an impression on you.

Do you want her
back as a patient?

Keep your comments to yourself.

Very well, Professor.

- Claudia Spinelli.
- Second floor, monsieur. - Thank you.

Excuse me.

Who are you looking for?
- Mlle. Spinelli.

Is that her door down there?

But she doesn't seem to be there.

- Did she move?
- I don't think so. Why?

- Have you seen her recently?
- Oh, no.

I was in Martinique with my wife for a
month and we got back this morning.

Charlotte?

Ask this gentleman what his name is
and what he's doing here.

I'm a doctor.
I'm here to offer her a job.

See? You're suspicious of everyone.
She'll be happy to hear that.

Where is she?

She can't be far.

Are you worried
something happened to her?

- Really?
- No, not at all. Excuse me.

Are you in love with her?
Is that it?

That's good. That's just what she lacks.
A man who's in love with her.

FOLLOW ME.

I'm the vicar of this church.
Can I help you?

I don't know why I'm here.

Actually, I'm supposed to
meet Mlle. Claudia Spinelli.

Her grandmother, I suppose.

Why her grandmother?

Since that horrible event a month ago,

she's been here every day,
from morning till night, praying.

Her husband and an old cousin accompany
her to help her get through it.

An event?
What are you talking about?

But...

Professor,

how touched I am to see you here!

What an honor you do me.

I'm sure one day
you'll find out what happened.

Forgive me, I don't understand.
How do you know who I am?

Something strange
happened at your clinic.

When my granddaughter started
working for you, she was normal.

Two weeks later, when she left...

So, why did she leave her job
like that, overnight?

Two weeks later, when she came back,
we didn't recognize her.

She was... a wreck.

She smiled. She didn't want
to let me see it.

But I could tell.

Someone at your clinic hurt her.
That person is responsible for her death.

I want to know who it is, monsieur.

- You mean...
- My girl respected you, monsieur.

She had a large photo
of you in her apartment...

the cover of a magazine.

I raised her, monsieur,
along with her brother.

They never knew their father.

Can you imagine? Ending up all alone
in the waters of this canal.

How could she do such a thing?

How could she do that?
To end up like that?

Wow!
A car like that is rare in these parts.

Are you lost?

- Do you come here often?
- Four times a day.

It's my job. I patrol the canal bank.

A young girl committed suicide here,
near the bridge, a few weeks ago.

- Oh yes, I remember.
- Did you see her?

- Of course.
- And?

Nothing special.
She was like all drowned women.

The drowned make strange corpses.

- Why strange?
- Why?

A guy jumps into the water
to sink, right? He sinks.

And two minutes later, he resurfaces,
as if he wanted to live again.

"Hi, I'm back."

The drowned don't know what they want.

Mind you, once
that girl's grief had passed,

maybe she wanted to come back to us.

Thank you. Leave me alone now.

She sure had her share of grief,
that kid.

When a girl that age
takes her own life,

it's rarely because
she's full of laughter.

Or because someone
gave her a gift, right?

Get lost.

Don't get angry, don't get angry.

But if you're interested in this girl,
you'll end up finding out why she died.

Or for whom.

Bye.

- Any news of the Professor?
- I can't reach him.

I've been waiting an hour.
When is the doctor coming?

We can't postpone delivery
any longer, M. Wellman.

It's urgent.
I'll take care of it.

It's a damn scandal.

I haven't traveled
20,000 fucking miles

for my wife to be taken
care of by an assistant.

We pay him enough, that Mr. Riviere.

Where the fuck is he?

- I'll be back, sir.
- Fuck you.

- Still no word from him?
- No, none.

Ask his secretary.
She must know where he is.

Did you call his house?

His car isn't answering.
I called. His wife hasn't seen him.

Please, Monsieur.

Madame Joubert,
take this gentleman.

- Please, sir.
- I'll be back, honey.

- Oh, Professor!
- It's going to be okay. Now.

Take her to the delivery
room. Valium immediately, quickly!

It's okay now. It's alright.

Madame Joubert, when was the first one?

First what, monsieur?

The first child
I brought into the world.

In '72. It was in the spring.

I don't remember
her name, but it was a girl.

It's funny, we never think
about the children we've delivered.

What became of them. If their eyes
stayed blue... We forget. Just habit.

Of course, I regret it.

When I saw her arrive, a girl all alone,
I couldn't let her come in for a drink.

I thought she was after customers.
And that was out of the question.

A whore in my place and
the cops would shut me down.

You think she looked like a whore?

Looks can be deceiving.
But I regret it. I really do.

I can still see her riding off
on her bicycle along the canal.

If I'd only known,
I'd have stopped her, of course.

But no, we always look
at others as suspects.

- Afternoon.
- Afternoon.

And you, for instance.
You're not here by accident.

And you're not saying
anything. Why? It's not normal.

Maybe you're a journalist.
Or a cop.

What will you have?

- A pitcher.
- Me too.

Please!

Ah, what a racket he's making!

I'm coming!

It's you! You should have said so.
- Excuse me.

If you want to see me,
watch out for my husband...

Do you have her key?

No, why would I have it?

- Sometimes friends do that.
- We weren't friends.

Just hello and goodbye. That's all.

What's gotten into you?
Are you crazy?

I'm going to call the cops.

My answering machine is out of order,
so I won't hear your message.

Even if you're only an acquaintance,
I wish you all the happiness in the world.

And especially, those who
don't exist and whom you'll invent.

Sending you my love.

She was just thinking
of me, nothing more.

I had nothing to do with this tragedy.

What tragedy?

She made up this whole story.
It's not normal.

You knew her,
tell me she wasn't normal.

But what tragedy?
What happened?

She's dead.

I wouldn't want to be in your shoes.

Tell me about her. I want to know.

She had a friend. Françoise.
Last year, they lived here for a while.

She works at a dance studio.

Dive. Yes, that's it.
Now the arms. 1, 2, 3.

Good. Open up.

1, 2, 3, good.
Blend the movement well. Yes, that's it.

A little higher with your arms.

Very good. 1, 2, 3.

Repeat the same movement right after.

Good, that'll be all for today.
Thank you, all. See you tomorrow..

Claudia told me everything.

As a night nurse, she lived
from call to call in a maid's room.

You stopped by, you made love to her.

She experienced pleasure.
And you went back to your world.

But she, on the other hand...

She never left that room again.

I did everything
to make her understand.

I told her you were like all men.
Scum!

That to you, it was just a quick lay.

She refused to believe me.

Claudia was a dreamer. A romantic.

She was waiting for
an extraordinary person,

who'd give meaning to her life.

She was convinced it was you.

She saw you as the father she never had.

I've never seen a girl so madly in love.

She dedicated to you every second
of her life, every thought she had.

She was certain you loved her too.

Certain, until the day she understood.

What day?

It was raining.

She tried to talk to you,
but you wouldn't give her a minute.

Not even a glance.

If you had just said a few
words to her, lies, anything.

Just some sign of attention...

...some tenderness,

you might have saved her life.

- Please!
- What does she want?

To talk to you.
She's on the night shift.

Professor!

A nuisance.

Hurry up, you'll be late for dinner.

She

Sways her hips,

Steps forward,

Leans in,

Redhead,

Provocative,

She watches you,

She seduces you,

And you already know

That there'll only be her, her body...

Tonight, Holly is really beautiful.

Tell her I'm waiting
for her at the restaurant.

Okay, monsieur.

You don't see

That she's spying on you, watching you

When with others...

...she laughs out loud.

Finally, here I am.

- Are you hungry?
- No, I just want some wine.

If you had to choose,
what would you do right now?

I'd choose love or Tibet.

- Tibet?
- Yes, Tibet.

Over there, the important
thing is being, not doing.

No complications. No money issues.
Nothing that matters to you.

Do you get it? Isn't it fantastic?

If you say so.

Your eyes are sad.
Is there anything I can do?

Someone wants to kill me.

When you're this serious,
I want to kill you too.

Are you coming back to my place?

No, not tonight.

I'm Giorgio Spinelli. Claudia's brother.

I've thought it over since yesterday.

My sister chose the time of her death.
And you're going to do the same.

I'll kill you tomorrow morning at 6:00.
Here, in front of the bridge.

If you don't show up, it doesn't matter.

Either way, one day more or less...

You won't escape me.

- You can let him in, René.
He's the one I'm expecting.

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

Jean?

You asked to see me, so here I am.
- Thank you.

Follow me, I'll show you
the gem I got this morning.

Ten years. For ten years I've
been chasing this masterpiece.

This Bugatti, one of
the rarest cars in the world.

Forget your cars, Sylvain.
That's not why I'm here.

Yes, of course.
You have a problem. You need my advice.

Yes.

In a way, yes, I suppose.
I no longer know where I stand.

Tell me, it must be very serious.
It's not like you.

It's serious, yes.

Well, I couldn't care less.

Last year, when my wife died...

I needed you too.

(I needed) our old friendship.

But you couldn't find five minutes.

You only ever cared about your career.
Your power, your pleasures.

No one else ever existed for you.

You've always seen the world
as an extension of yourself.

If you had given me five minutes,

you would've felt
it was too much.

Listen to me.

Today, trouble strikes
you out of the blue,

and you think I'm going to listen?

No, Jean.
I'm leaving you alone in your shell.

A 5 foot 10 cell
with two eyes for windows.

No, don't count on me to lend a hand.

You taught me the
virtue of indifference.

I thank you for it.

René, show the gentleman out.

Hello?

Jean?

Well, speak up!

You know, Jean,

every day, we do petty, rotten things.

It's the primary function
of a human being.

But, alas, they obey laws of influence
beyond our control.

A grand, monstrous dirty
deed brings us honors.

A tiny, trivial slip-up
drags us into tragedy.

Where are the glasses?

That's what happened to you,
Jean. You're not responsible.

You struck a match.
That girl started the fire.

And you
had nothing to do with it.

Look, come see.

Don't you want to share her with me?

Like back when we were
students, the two of us.

Forget this nonsense
and get on with your life.

Be happy.

Unhappy people have a flaw.
They don't make anyone happy.

Come have a drink.

You're two years older than me,
and I look like your grandfather.

Ever wonder why?

Because I'm a failed
doctor and you're a success?

No, that's not the reason.

You can only stay young by flattering
yourself, by admiring yourself.

If one morning you stop believing the
compliments you used to give yourself,

then on that day, you're old.

Forever.

If you start doubting yourself
because of that girl, you're done for.

You'll end up like me.

You must go on believing in yourself,

even if you're a bit of a megalomaniac.
That's even better.

Nothing, no one
should change your life.

If you settle in with remorse,
there'll be two of you.

It will make your decisions for you.

And damn it,
your work is vital to medicine.

Where are you going?

The girl, are you sure
she didn't talk about this

with her family, her brothers,
her aunts, or her sisters?

Where are you going?

Where do you think? To the bar,
like every night. Come.

A bar is the only place
I appreciate at night.

I only love the night.
Yes, she's a bitch.

She leaves us in the morning,

and you have to wait
all day long for her to return.

So, are you coming with me?
- No, I have to go.

No more bets.

- 18, please.
18. - Thank you.

- And 14.
- No more bets, please.

27 and 36.

15, black, odd, and low.

- 5,000 francs.
- Good evening, Mme.

200 to 100.

- Mother?
- Oh, my little Jean.

I'm ruining you. I lost a lot again
tonight. - It's okay.

Come.

True, you make a lot of money
delivering babies.

This money supports
an incorrigible old lady.

But it's fun, isn't it?
- Uh-huh.

Do you remember my friend Marguerite?
- Yes, we saw her often.

What happened to her is terrible.
- What happened to her?

Her son died.

Last week, hit by a motorcycle.

He was your age.

I need to sit down.

Can you imagine if I lost you?

I swear, I would have no reason left
to stay on this earth.

I wouldn't survive you by an hour.

Be careful, my little Jean.
I can't say it enough.

Be careful everywhere...
in the streets, in the car.

Don't fly too often.

Did you come here just to see me,
or did you have something to tell me?

Three weeks from today, we leave
for New York, the two of us.

And you're going to
receive another award there.

My pride in you
will make me live to 100.

Jean?

No more bets.

Jean? My little Jean, what's...

What are you doing here?

Jean, you scared me, you know?

I wanted to watch you sleep.

Just to see you, that's all.

What's wrong? You're so pale.
What's happening to you?

Nothing.

Everything will be fine.
- Are you staying with me?

No, I can't really.

- Okay, well, see you tomorrow.
- Of course.

Go back to bed now.

And I'll see you tomorrow, okay?

Go on.

You can't take it anymore,
can you, Jean?

You're hurting.

We're nearing the end, Christine.

You're up already?

I was thinking about
my concert tonight.

I'm anxious. I can't sleep.

This little bear is cute.
Where did it come from?

It's a lucky charm.

Are you going on a trip,
or will you be there tonight?

You know I'll be there.

Go on, leave me. I need to be alone.

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