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For once, I believe you, because it's just rotten enough.

You're both rotten.

Only you're a little more rotten.

You got me to take care of your husband for you.

And then you get Cicchetti to take care of Lola. Maybe take care of me, too.

Then somebody else would have come along to take care of Cicchetti for you.

That's the way you operate, isn't it, baby?

Suppose it is. Is what you've got cooked up for tonight any better?

I don't like that music anymore.

Mind if I close the window?

You can do better than that, can't you, baby?

Better try it again.

Maybe if I came a little closer.

How's this?

Think you can do it now?

When did you shoot again, baby?

Don't tell me it's because you've been in love with me all this time.

No, I never loved you, Walter, not you or anybody else.

I'm rotten to the heart. I used you just as you said.

That's all you ever meant to me.

Until a minute ago.

What the fuck are you doing? I don't want that second shot.

You know what time it is?

Listen up.

At 2200, red shoots down the hole when the snake hits the carpet.

Security lifts the key.

I terminate the torpedoes.

Charm the snake into the stall.

Bait and switch.

At 2220.

Wet suit turns out the lights.

Glasses on.

I bag the snake.

Key in the bag.

Bag to the boat.

No radio.

Unless absolutely necessary.

Code red.

Five minutes to blackout.

Drop everything.

Walk away.

If the cops get you, tell them the truth.

You know no one.

You have your passport?

The plane leaves tomorrow at 0700.

And remember, no names and no guns.

Are you high?

Then stop dreaming, bitch.

This isn't a game tonight.

People can die.

Don't get moving.

You forget something?

Au pied du tapis rouge, vous venez de reconnaître le réalisateur Régis

Varnier. C'est à lui que l'on devait Est-Ouest. Il est d'ailleurs ici ce soir

pour une projection spéciale de son film accompagné de son producteur.

C'est un superbe interprète, Sandrine Bonner.

Avec à sa droite, Véronica, qui arbore un étonnant bustier en or, en forme de

serpent. Les gars, vous avez bâti, donc venez voir ça, ça vaut le coup.

And the reason why you see young people with muscle in smoking around the top

model is that this jewel is of an inestimable value.

So the people of Chopard tell me that this bustier actually contains some 500

diamonds for a total of 385 carats, which is an estimated value of some

10 million dollars.

Richard!

Pierre!

Do you see how she looks?

Ooh!

$10,000, fuck!

Thank you very much.

Thank you.

Oh, good evening.

Thank you very much.

It's a picture of you.

I just, I just gotta go to the bathroom, you know.

You come back?

One minute.

I hope that you feel very good.

Well, I'll take advantage of it by pissing myself.

Thank you.

Manatee

David?

Well, you there?

Well...

No problem.

Mademoiselle Veronica?

Miss Veronica?

Thank you.

They're teasing it back.

Get moving.

You better

get out of here. Go.

You sent me a fucking gun. What?

What? What?

It was my fucking passport.

You better

kill me, bitch.

Oh, son of a fuck.

I don't know what to say.

Yeah.

No, no, no, you don't understand. I need a passport yesterday.

Get it?

What is that?

Hey!

What the fuck are you doing?

Excuse me, madame, but I believe this is a free country, and I'm entitled to make

any piece of anything.

I'll tell you why I walk on my balcony.

Well, go to church.

Try to save your soul.

Gotcha.

Yes.

Go get the car.

Go! Lily!

Go, go!

Don't leave like that.

I've got time.

Thank you.

Don't move.

Don't move. Stay there.

Take off your glasses.

Good.

Good. The light is perfect.

Do you have money?

Wait a minute.

What are you doing?

I need a picture.

For the passport.

That's the goal.

Please tell me you're a double-brushing knight.

Just tell me what to take.

Where are the diamonds?

Leave that back, bitch!

Did you prepare the tea?

I told you we should have done something.

It's not our onions.

You read two words and they collapse.

It's not our onions.

When people die, we read their will.

But they look at us.

Did someone cut your hair? What do I know about it? I'm a good notary.

If they killed me with the children, would you care about what I leave you?

When the revolver disappears, I know she'll do something stupid. Who told you

she stole it? Who else?

Go get the tea.

Is it better, Lily?

Excuse me, but... Don't talk.

Keep your strength.

You have to rest.

You've been through a terrible trial and...

You'll need time to get back on your feet, you know.

If you had the idea of making a mistake, I want you to call me.

Before you leave, I just ask you to answer a question.

Have you taken Louis' weapon?

Are you sure?

If you find it, will you tell me?

Well, I'll turn on the TV.

It'll be a company.

We'll come back tonight to bring you something to eat.

See your tea while it's hot.

Oh my God.

Yup.

Alors, que doit-on penser de ces phénomènes?

Comment peut-on les expliquer?

Peut-on réellement recevoir des messages de ce que je vois venir de l'au-delà?

Peut-on être inconsciemment doté d'un pouvoir de perception qui nous

permettrait de...

Thank you.

Ah, il y a eu une erreur.

L'ordinateur a affecté deux fois le même siège.

Je suis vraiment désolée.

Nous serions ravis de vous installer en première.

Allez-y, par ici.

Thank you.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Are you

okay?

Oh, I didn't mean to frighten you. I'm sorry.

Are you okay?

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

California.

I mean, I grew up in California, but I live in Washington now.

And what do you do in life?

In life?

Well,

I started in software, ordinateur, and made some money

and found out that I was interested in other things.

Like what?

Well, like the whole world.

I went back to school in Washington.

I got a degree in foreign relations. I taught for a little while.

And then I got a posting at the State Department.

America is a country very big, no?

Oh, very big.

Is this your first trip?

Yes. I begin my new life there.

France is no good for me.

How can you say that? France is a fabulous country.

Really. It's the queen of Europe to me. The art, the history, the sense of

language.

Stendhal, Racine, Balzac.

I lost my peace.

That's terrible.

Please forgive me. I didn't.

It's okay.

What are you doing? Trying to dodge bill collectors?

Nick, it's Johnny. I know who you are. What are you doing?

Working. Something I can sell?

Could be. I just need one more piece.

Another shot of that table? What's happened to you? Are you eating?

Barely. I'd like to take a break from your masterwork and make some real

money. What are you selling?

You know who Bruce Hewitt Watts is?

Well, as strange as it may seem to you, John, photographers actually read, you

know, books, magazines, even daily newspapers.

All right, all right, smartass. Who is he?

A new American ambassador.

Bingo.

Well, guess what? He's got a wife, but no one seems to have a picture of her.

Maybe she's camera shy.

No, she's not camera shy.

She's got a past, and she's not talking about it. I did some checking and found

out she's really French.

Married before with a kid.

So, I got an ex I don't talk about either. What's wrong with that?

Nothing except for you don't dodge photographers like you got something to

hide.

So, you want me to nail her, right?

You are the best.

Oh, come on. You know, I don't like to do this. I feel like shit. Besides, I am

retired. On what? I owe yous?

I'm not just your agent, Nicholas. I'm your bank and you're way past due.

I want you to do yourself a favor and go to work. I can get five figures for this

picture.

What's her schedule?

She arrives by private jet tonight.

Hey, I got to go. I got to go. Bye. Get that picture.

No,

no,

no,

no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

No! No!

Thank you for the walk!

Okay, see?

Oh!

This is Nicholas Bardo speaking.

You took a picture of Mrs. Watts?

Who wants to know?

Leonard Schiff, head of Watts Security.

I'd like to buy it.

Well, I'm sorry, Mr. Schiff, but it's already been sold.

Unsell it.

We'll double whatever you got.

That's very generous. I don't think you realize who you're dealing with, Mr.

Bardo. We know all about you. Your overdrawn bank account, your criminal

record. Excuse me, sir. I suggest you get that picture back and you bring it

to me at the residence tomorrow morning, 11 a.m. sharp.

Don't keep me waiting.

Sir, hold on.

Hello? Bravo, Macon.

Really? Thank you for your silence, your discretion.

They must have tried a lot of things to make you talk, right?

They had nothing to say.

All they wanted to know was where the diamonds were. I knew nothing.

When the insurance was paid, they stopped asking.

Yeah.

Don't worry.

There's a girl who should know.

J'ai pensé à elle chaque putain de minute, de chaque putain d'heure,

pendant sept putains d'années.

Où est-elle ? Eh, oh, oh, oh là !

Eh, j'ai cherché, j'ai demandé à tout le monde, moi, j'ai pas arrêté, hein.

Je sais pas, mais j'ai questionné tous les sacs à merde qu'elle pouvait

connaître. Elle a disparu de la surface de la Terre ?

Wait, I'm not Interpol, am I?

You made me do everything like you.

I guarantee you, I did a lot of research.

I have one thing.

I may have one thing.

Well, do you remember his girlfriend?

The brunette, there.

It seems that she's made of diamond rust.

That's all I have.

Thank you very much.

We are waiting for the sun.

Park Bardo in the office until I can get...

Hold

on a second.

I don't believe it.

This paparazzi scum is wearing a wire.

Make sure it doesn't get past security.

Hold on.

Bonjour. Bonjour.

Damn it.

Oh, shit.

This is the baroque.

Yes, of course, sir.

But you can't stay there.

Please, move your bag. Leave it there.

You can't leave it there. I know, I know.

See? Okay.

Hi. I'm sorry to bother you, but I went to this room last night and I think I

left my disc here.

A disc?

When I got home, I checked my laptop and the back of this was gone.

And it's the only copy I have.

And I have been searching like hell for it. Then I remember the only place I

could have left it was here.

So do you mind if I come in and just take a look around?

I don't think it's a good idea. Thank you very much. Thank you. Thank you. I

appreciate it. I appreciate it.

There's so much information in that disc.

You didn't see a disc, right? I mean, actually, it's not a disc. It's not like

a CD or DVD or anything like that. It's called Floppy. This is like a blasting

that you introduce in the computer.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. I am remembering now that I put it there.

Because I was working in bed. I love, I just love to work in bed.

I bet you do, too.

Anyway, let me, let me just... Let me just remember exactly what I did. I

just... I cut over here and I put on my lap, because it's a laptop, and I just

plug it over there.

And actually, you know what happened? What happened is that I was alone.

I was alone and I... Oh, my God.

That's not your business.

Well, no,

it's not.

It's not, but it is.

Because, uh... Excuse me.

And... Are you all right?

I think I can help you.

I've been working in the hospital for a couple of years. I'm kind of a candy

striper myself.

Just sit down over here. Give me your arms. Put them up. Just like this. And

relax. Relax. And breathe.

Breathe and relax.

And now, listen to me. Listen to me. Good.

I know, because I know. I have been accused of having an overactive

imagination, you know.

But when a classy woman like yourself steps into our airport hotel in the

middle of the morning with a bunch of bullets and a gun, there's only one word

that follows.

What word?

Bang.

Now, if a guy walks in, maybe there doesn't have to be a bang.

Maybe there is something to talk about.

Well, maybe we should start with some introduction.

I don't care who you are, and I definitely don't want you to know who I

am. All right, that's fair enough.

Just call me Harry, and I'll start with the shiner.

Who's beating you up?

Must we talk about this?

Yes.

We're going to find a local police station and we're going to talk about it

there.

My husband.

All right.

Why?

He has difficulty to control his temper.

Why does he lose it?

Because I can't live with him here.

Why not?

I have a path here.

I was safe on this date, but here, it only takes one photo.

I like the one today.

I took that picture.

Harry is Nicola Bartow.

Why did you follow me?

To get more photos?

No. I just came to tell your security guard, Mr.

Schiff, that I couldn't stop the picture from being published.

I am sorry.

Anyone can say that.

You've wasted your time.

This is personal.

It's cold.

Can I get you another cup? Why?

There's nothing more to say.

Can I go now? You don't have the gun.

Sex shops are open all day.

I don't think I'll be going to one.

How can I be sure?

You can stay with me.

I need air, but I don't want to talk anymore.

Ladies and gentlemen, your attention please.

We'd like to advise you not to leave your luggage unattended and to beware of

pickpockets.

Right when I got divorced, I just decided to leave Spain and come here to

Paris to reinvent myself.

You know, I mean, I got these crazy photography ideas.

Don't think for a second that I'm a paparazzi. I hate it. You know, I feel

like shit. But I have to make some money. That's the only way.

But there is a square here in Paris.

And a lot of coffee shops. Beautiful. And there's one particular corner, you

know, with these live reflections. And I saw something that changed my life.

It's a... Great story, Nicola.

This is the best part. I know, I know. Maybe another time.

It's a great story.

But right now I'm very tired and I would just like to take a warm bath

and relax a little before I go home again. I understand. Thank you for

today. I'll be waiting out here just in case you need anything.

You don't trust me, do you? No, no, no. It's not that. It's just... Being

careful.

Are you all right?

No.

I'm out of my medicine.

There was a pharmacy in the airport.

Oh, that's right.

My inhaler is in my car.

They could refill it for me there.

That wouldn't be being careful.

Take my car.

If you're so worried that I go somewhere.

You can call a taxi. Come on.

Yes, Nicola, I could call a taxi.

But I'm not going to do that.

I'm not going to need this in the bath.

Wait, wait, wait.

Definitely not going anywhere without them.

Are you flirting with me?

Was I?

I believe so, yeah.

I didn't mean to.

It's just that all your boyhood stories make

you so damn lovable.

That's the point.

No, it's not possible.

No, sorry, don't call me.

It's not mine, but somebody wanted to...

Bonjour.

Merci.

Posez ça là.

Ah, pouvez-vous me poser mon sac, s'il vous plaît? Bien sûr. C'est là-bas, sous

le lit?

Très bien.

I don't see it.

Maybe on the ground, near the bed.

Sorry, madam, I don't see it.

That's the gun we found in the Mercedes.

Any details?

No, no, we don't know anything.

As far as the car is concerned, it belongs to the US embassy.

It doesn't make much sense.

Inspector Serra.

Hi. Maybe you can help me out.

I said it already.

Okay, all right.

Mrs. Watts trying to kill herself.

I stopped her.

So she set me up for you guys to get me out of the way.

That's it. How did you come up with that?

You know, I read a lot of mysteries and I just figured out the ending halfway.

I put the clues together and I know what happened. What happened, Mr. Bardot?

It was a car.

Belonging to Ambassador Watts was found in your possession.

I know. I know that one.

On the front seat was a gun.

Bullet.

Blouse and dress.

The only thing missing is the woman.

Where is she?

You check out the hotel? Yeah.

We checked the room.

We found a naked weird dress in a coma.

Did you have anything to do with that?

No.

No, no, no. I wasn't there. I was buying an inhaler.

Inhaler?

Yeah.

An inhaler. An inhaler. All right.

Meet what?

Heart. Atma.

I went to a pharmacy to get her prescription refilled. That's it.

So you figured having a car and a clue, she wasn't going anywhere.

That's correct.

And he kept the gun so she wouldn't shoot herself.

That's right.

Why would she want to do that?

Why would she want to do that?

Well, her husband was beating her up because she wanted to leave him.

The American ambassador beats his wife.

Right.

Yes.

And she has the faith to prove it.

You see?

I'm kind of mystery buff myself.

And you know what kind of mystery this is?

A kidnapping.

Oh, come on.

Ambassador's wife. Hand for ransom.

No, no, no. Everything was going fine until someone reported the stolen car.

You didn't even have time to send the ransom note. No, no, no.

Or did you? No, no. What are you talking about?

What are you talking about?

I am... No.

I am no kidnapper.

Why don't you take a ride down to the residence and see what the ambassador

has to say about it?

I think this is a terrible misunderstanding.

I spoke with Mrs. Watt.

She explained to me how she let Mr. Barter use her car.

I don't know who reported it stolen because it wasn't.

And my attorney, Mrs. Phillips, has indicated to me that no crime has been

committed. So I'm a little confused as to what we're doing here, Inspector.

You spoke to your wife yourself?

Yes, I did.

Could I speak with her?

Well, I don't think that's necessary.

This has been an awkward situation for all of us concerned.

And I really, I don't want to prolong it.

You know, I'm afraid that Ms. Phillips will have to handle your questions from

now on. I have an engagement. Please excuse me.

Inspector Sarah, you've displayed a boorish lack of sensitivity towards the

American ambassador.

We do not need or want your investigative skills employed to

discover why Mrs. Watts was in a hotel bedroom this morning with Mr. Bardo.

I suggest you return to your duties and drop this letter.

The less said about it, the better.

I just feel like to talk to Mrs. Watts.

And what crime has she committed?

No crime.

I just want to see her.

Well, I'm sure we all want to see lots of people.

But fortunately, in our country and in yours, they are not compelled to see us.

Good day, Inspector.

Do you know the penalty for having an illegal handgun? I told you, it's not my

gun. Okay, then we'll just keep it.

Now, about your motorcycle.

You really want to report it stolen?

Of course I want to report it stolen.

If it wasn't at the hotel, somebody took it. Why don't you look a little harder?

If it doesn't turn up in a few days, give me a call.

You don't believe one goddamn thing I said, right?

Not only don't I believe you, I don't even like you.

Look, Taro, I know who you are.

Ex-paparazzi smartass who hasn't worked for seven years.

I don't know what you're up to, but it's not smart.

But if you keep it up, you're going to wind up on a cell block full of smart

guys looking at you.

Mr. Watts, if you ever want to see your wife again, bring $10 million

in their bonds to the Passerelle du Billy at 2 a.m. this morning.

If you inform the police or arrive with anyone besides yourself, she will be

killed.

Which is what?

Call me Lily.

Okay, Lily.

What the hell do you think you're doing, Lily?

Are you mad at me?

Nah.

You're making everybody think I've kidnapped you.

Haven't you?

That is not funny.

No, Nicholas, you're right. It's not funny.

It wasn't funny when you sold my picture to the papers, either.

And then you showed up to do what?

Explain?

Apologize? Lie?

I was afraid for your life.

I felt responsible for it. Damn it!

That's so sweet, Nicholas.

I'm a bad girl, Nicholas.

Real bad.

Rotten to the heart.

Last scrape I was in, I fucked up a lot of people.

Bad people. People like me.

People that don't forget.

But I was given a second chance.

So I went back to the States, where I got everything a bad girl ever wanted.

Fucking Watts.

He was actually kind of a sweet guy until being the richest man in the world

wasn't enough.

He had to have public glory.

So he gave away a ton of money, bought himself the French ambassadorship, which

of course meant the little missus got dragged out in the Parisian limelight.

Well, I couldn't do that, Nicholas.

Bad people read newspapers, too.

Et voila.

Enter my worst nightmare.

You snapped that fucking picture, sell it to the tabloids.

Now it's only a matter of time before those bad people come running.

So I got the photographer turned blackmailer to kidnap me.

Blackmailer? You offered me money.

And I have never kidnapped anybody, you fucking bitch.

Then where am I, Nicholas?

Why did you have my car?

My clothes? A gun?

Why was a ransom note emailed from your computer?

Everyone knows you did it.

I've got to think. I've got to think.

What? I've got to think.

I've got to think about... Don't bother.

You don't have to think about anything.

You... I've got it all thought out for you.

Watts is coming up here at 2 a.m. with $10 million in a briefcase.

Now, if you start being a little nice to me, I might cut you in on the tape.

We are going to the police.

Why would you want to do that?

Oh, yes.

Because you're going to tell them the crazy story you just told me. Come on.

Nicholas, don't you think I'm stupid?

I'm not going to tell them that story.

I'm going to tell them the kidnapping story.

The story of you.

What?

Nicholas. Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on.

See, I did have time to go back to that sex shop. Oh, shit.

Come on.

What did you do to that other gun I gave you, huh?

The cops took it. They took it? Yes, they did.

I got you another one. Come here.

Be careful with that thing. It's all right.

Nicholas, isn't sugar better than vinegar?

We have a couple hours, baby.

Let's go do something fun, won't you?

Hey.

How come you're the only man in this room that doesn't want to fuck me?

What? Nicholas, where are you going?

I'm just going to buy some cigarettes and, you know, don't worry, I'm not

going anywhere while you have my balls in your pocket.

Lily.

It's back to you. It's anything American.

Hey, Nicholas, come here.

Meet my friend Napoleon.

Oh, yeah.

I think he's in love.

Lucy, can we just go outside for a second? I need to talk to you. Nicholas,

come here. Come on, we're having fun.

This is cool. Come on.

No,

Nicholas. We don't want you to wait out in the cold. Do we, Napoleon?

I mean, if we hit it off.

I don't know. I was kind of thinking of letting you off the hook.

Really? Yeah.

I mean, you don't seem to be enjoying my company much.

Maybe Napoleon and I are here just to sail off into the sunset.

You can go fuck yourself.

Meta-languages de trompetard

continue de couvrir.

J'aime, je fais ça, totale soumission,

en total temps de soi-même, c'est monter l'excitation

pour l'amour et la haine.

Thank you. Thank

you.

Thank you.

I hope he didn't kill him.

He was going to save me from a dip in the Seine.

What?

We. He had big plans. I was going to go off the bridge and do his boat.

Big plans.

Oh, poor Lily. Whatever happened to her? She must have drowned and washed out to

sea.

Thanks a lot.

You've ruined everything.

Without the money?

The bad choice.

The other ones.

What, like doing the right thing?

The dark.

I tried that once, Nicholas.

You know what it got me?

Huh?

A lifetime of looking over my shoulder.

You know why no good deed goes unpunished?

Because this world is hell and you're nothing but a fucking patsy.

I made everybody think you kidnapped me so I could screw my husband out of 10

million bucks.

That's what it's all about.

Me disappearing with 10 million bucks.

So, uh...

Wipe it off.

And let's go get it.

You're not gonna hurt her right because I've done exactly what you told me to do

I've lost the money and I haven't talked to anyone

Don't

do anything foolish darling, I won't He just wants me to take the money and

bring it back to him.

Okay.

Mr. Watts, Nicholas Barnard, your wife is taking this kidnapping to take it for

10 million bucks.

If you don't believe me, I got it right here on tape.

What the fuck do you think you're doing?

You killed him.

Just being careful.

You didn't think I'd give you a gun loaded with real bullets, did you?

Baby, there's one more thing we gotta do.

Fucking over everyone again.

Not this time.

The time.

The time.

Hook up, bitch.

Before you die.

Yes.

What's in this?

Huh?

The bullets are going to spread your brain all over that wall.

You know how I know?

Look at me.

I'm your fucking fairy godmother.

And I just dreamt your future.

And mine too.

And all I know is if there's a snowball's chance in hell of any of that

shit happening, we're going to change it right here.

I know you got a bad break, but that's history, and you better fucking forget

it, because if you can't, well, then you may as well go ahead and pull the

trigger.

But if you don't end it here, and you get your ass on that plane to America,

your future will be sitting right next to you.

His name is Bruce, and he's a really good guy, and he's going to look into

your eyes, and he's going to fall in love.

After that, you're on your own.

So what do you say?

Do I pull the trigger?

Or do you get your ass on that plane and have a wonderful life?

How do I know the details?

How do I know there's a bullet in his finger?

It's really pretty.

Did you get it?

In a small shop in Belleville.

I bought it for my daughter.

I also have a little girl.

She'll be ten years old in June.

You don't remember the name of the shop.

I often make deliveries there.

I'd like to buy her something like that for her birthday.

You'll give it to her.

That's... That's really very kind of you.

She'll love it.

It's only for a little girl.

When she grows up, she'll find this reticule.

You'll just have to hang it here.

Yes.

Like this.

When you're on the road, your little girl will always be with you.

Hello?

El señor no está en la casa en estos momentos.

What are you doing, dodging bill collectors?

No entiendo.

Nick, assholes, Johnny. I know who you are. What are you doing?

I'm just trying to catch a little lightning in a bottle.

What are you eating?

Anolene. How would you like to make some real money?

What are you selling, John?

You know who Bruce Hewitt Watts is?

A new American ambassador?

Bingo. Well, guess what? He's got this wife and three kids, but no one seems to

have a picture of him.

Well, you know, maybe they're camera shy.

There are some people that like to keep their home life private. I know that

it's weird, but they do.

I guess I'm going to have to keep an eye on you.

There it is.

A little under four million.

That's the best I could do. I had to fence them off one at a time.

Sorry that it took so long, but it was the safest way.

Not bad for a night's work, huh?

You call that work by law it's best we don't see each other

again

You're still grouped for the photo, huh?

Don't go late.

Excuse me, lady. Are you all right? It was an accident.

It was terrible.

Sorry.

I'm just a little shook up.

Actually, you look like you need a drink.

I'm sorry.

You look so familiar.

Haven't we met before somewhere?

Only in my dreams.

Thank you.