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DEATH LAID AN EGG

TIRED MOTORISTS, GET SOME REST!

- You have beautiful eyes.
- Do you like them?

What are you waiting for to undress?

Walk around, let me look at you.

- I'm a little large.
- No, you have a great tummy.

They're white and strong.
Keep walking.

- Can I call you, "my love"?
- Of course you can.

My love!

Say it again.

My love! My love! My love!

I want you to hold me tight!

- Tell me you'll kiss me.
- I'll kiss you.

You'll have to shower me with kisses!

Say it again.

Shower me with kisses!

No!
What are you doing?

Will all day-trippers please make
their way to the coach.

Yes?

Attention. Will all day-trippers please
make their way to the coach.

Marco!
The new machine's arrived.

- New machine?
- The Dutch machine you were waiting for.

They've taken it to the chicken farm.

- Yes! The Dutch machine.
- There are invoices to sign!

- Invoices?
- They're in your name.

Look, that's your name.

Your wife was looking for you.

She says the workers have
finished installing it.

She's called twice.

- Who did that?
- It could have killed you!

It fell from the silo.

The workers!

What are you talking about?
Someone forgot it was there and the vibrations...

- That's impossible.
- I don't see anyone up there.

- What are you thinking?
- It was put there on purpose.

I'm telling you it was put there on
purpose so it would fall down!

- And it fell!
- Calm down.

I think it was put there
on purpose as well.

- They hate us!
- Who?

The workers, I'm sure of it.

All because you haven't
resolved the problem!

This wouldn't have happened
if you'd spoken to them sooner.

Thank god it's all over.

There they are.

They hate us.
They've always hated us.

That's why they've come back
when we don't even need them.

When are you going to do something?

- It's a pity photos aren't like mirrors.
- Why?

They're frozen in time.

- You can't fix yourself, or hide.
- You can always tear it up.

- I'm ugly, tear it up.
- No, you're beautiful.

- It's obvious you're the boss.
- Nonsense.

I mean it has your character.
It's really you.

- Look at this one.
- You look strangely sweet here.

To think that I once wanted
to be sweet.

- What do you mean "wanted to"?
- Of course.

Perhaps it doesn't suit me.

- You look great here, both of you.
- Yes, that's the best one.

And those?
What are they?

Photos of the new machinery.
The technician took them.

Just thinking of some new ideas.

They're very clear.

Listen, that new machine is
exactly what we needed.

I'm glad I insisted, now we've got
the best set-up in the area.

- Make lots of copies.
- Okay.

Excuse me, I have to make a call.

Look at this one.

Fun!

Just a moment.

- Who is it?
- Why have you locked the door?

- Listen, someone came looking for you.
- Who was it?

I don't know him, some young guy.
I forgot to tell you.

- He asked for you.
- Did you ask him what he wanted?

He just said he needs to see you,
and that he'll see you in your office.

- Why didn't you ask him?
- He wasn't very forthcoming.

- He wanted you.
- What did he look like?

Tall, blue eyes, quite young.

Not bad looking.

- Some travelling salesman.
- Yes, perhaps.

I was looking at Gabri today,
in the bath, her body.

Gabri?
What about Gabri?

Her naked body, it seemed made up
of lots of disconnected pieces.

Beautiful, alive, perfect.

Each one ready to be connected
and disconnected at will.

She isn't some toy you can have fun
dismantling like that, on a whim.

- It could destroy her.
- No, why destroyed?

Rejuvenated.
New every time.

This is all very surreal.

Yet there's nothing more real
than her naked back.

The compactness with which her
legs are attached to her tummy.

And her tight skin that doesn't change
no matter how her body moves.

She's a girl who won't let anyone
change her, she's complete.

I'd love to take her apart.

In those moments when she laughs,
or hides behind her hair.

She's so young, she doesn't
notice these things.

It's the others who make
you notice or not.

I dreamed of her the other night.

She was lying on the bed, motionless.

Like she was dead.

It's all absurd.

No.
She was beautiful.

So free.

Just a dream.

If only I knew where dreams come from.
I'd go there and dive right in.

Gabri.

Gabri!

Over here!

He saw you!

Let's hide!

Gabri.

Gabri.

We're drawing up a list of who to invite.
Is next Tuesday okay?

- Yes, but not too many people.
- What time's better? 9 or 10?

- 10.
- Then write, Tuesday at 10.

What are you doing?
You're not writing?

- Sorry.
- What is it? Not feeling well?

- No, nothing, I didn't sleep well.
- Were you sick?

No, it's just that...

I don't know, I couldn't fall asleep.

I came down to look for my
medicine but I couldn't find it.

- It was in the kitchen cupboard.
- You could have woken us.

- Why didn't you call us?
- Insomnia can be a devil sometimes.

- Right?
- Yes.

Just eat less in the evening,
that's what I do.

It's nothing to do with eating.
You think you're not asleep...

but you're actually dreaming.

- How many have you invited?
- About twenty.

At the company's expense, I hope.

Let me see.

It's windy today.

No old folks, they're boring.

Gabri was thinking of a masked ball.

- Are you kidding?
- Why not? They're fun.

Actually we're all more fun like this,
without a mask, don't you think?

I have to go, they're waiting
for me at the association.

With or without masks?

Just eat less in the evening,
that's what I do.

You think you're not asleep,
but you're actually dreaming.

- Good morning.
- Ah, good morning.

I had a look at the automatic group.
It's working perfectly.

Yes...

But it's strange, why isn't the
musical stimulator working?

It should have started.

There must be a defective relay.
We'll have to check all the timers.

- How are you getting on without staff?
- Fine.

My wife takes care of loading the feed,
it isn't difficult.

With a set-up like this,
hiring workers is pointless.

- Are you staying?
- No, I'm going to the city.

There, you hear it?

Have you noticed they're all couples?
We only invited husbands and wives.

Let's say pretend couples.

I know what they're like.

Perhaps it's inevitable.

- Listen!
- What is it?

I've invited someone as well.

Really?
Who?

That young man who came
looking for Marco yesterday.

He's a fun sort.
I thought he'd be great for a party.

- Do you mind?
- No, you did great.

He seemed nice to me as well.

Be honest, you get bored
with us, don't you?

No, when I think of the day
I have to leave this house.

What are you talking about?
What makes you think that?

I'll have to leave sooner or later.

Come on, don't talk nonsense.
Why would you think that?

You'll stay with us forever.

You know you really are pretty.
You're beautiful.

I wonder how you'd look as a brunette.
One day I'll let you try on my wigs.

No, I prefer you like this.
You're better blonde.

- How's the market?
- Quiet and down, but the north's strong.

Buy, buy, buy!
I'm buying everything!

You've arrived.
We've been waiting for you.

Aren't you coming?
The meeting's next door.

The president's already here.
Let's go.

I think someone's been meddling with
my equipment, do you know anything?

No, not at all, and nobody
goes into the laboratory.

I'm working with some cultures
treated with radioactive isotopes.

The slightest error would
ruin the next clutch.

- I've never been in here before.
- Your husband, perhaps?

- I just bumped into him.
- And where was he? Here?

Yes, I found him in the laboratory,
but I still hadn't noticed anything.

It's strange him stopping off here.
He had a meeting, he was in a hurry.

That's why I don't think he's the one
who touched your samples.

- I don't see why he would.
- Sorry, I must have got it wrong.

If I mention it, it's purely because
I have a sense of responsibility.

You know, for a chemist the
samples are sacred.

The truth is, people don't know
enough about chicken.

We've got to break down this
barrier so everyone knows!

We've got to get chicken
into every family.

This is about increasing advertising
to a political level.

Just like any industrial product.

And that's why, as president of our
association, I thought of you.

I approve.
I approve wholeheartedly!

But it's impossible,
I don't know anything about advertising.

- You need a specialist.
- Your good taste, that's all we need.

You're the most qualified person here.

Weren't you interested in painting?
You even wrote a book about it.

That's irrelevant, juvenile interests,
forgotten.

It's nothing more than a few
sketches and slogans.

We must all dedicate our free
time to the association.

It's an imperative of organised life.

- I can try.
- I never doubted you for a moment.

Thank you very much.

I want to introduce the person
our association has contracted...

to organise the publicity campaign.

You'll see, he's a sharp kid
with a lot of ambition.

And what counts most,
he knows his job very well.

Gentlemen.

Allow me to introduce Mr Mondaini,
our advertising expert.

I already passed by your home to
have the honour of meeting you.

But I was out of luck,
you weren't there.

Yes, I'm sorry.
My wife told me.

There's a lot of work to do here
and I'd be happy to work with you.

What little I can do,
I'm at your disposal.

- Thank you.
- Good, good.

Let's drop the formalities,
you'll get on just fine.

Don't let him out of your sight.
Stick to him.

A... Campari soda.

- Sorry I'm late.
- Sit down.

I still have to post the invitations,
do you want to come?

No, there's time.
I need to talk to you.

What? Here?
It's all so amusing!

Look at her.

What a freak!

And that other one.

I feel like an ice-cream, will you?

- I looked for you last night.
- I told you not to.

Be honest, where were you?
Why weren't you in your room?

I told you, I wasn't feeling well.

What is it?
What are you looking at?

It's my headscarf.
Haven't you seen it before?

- When did you buy it?
- Anna gave it to me.

I've had it for a while.

- What are you looking for?
- These marks, what do they mean?

They probably mean something.

They're primitive symbols.
Can't you read them?

No, I don't understand a thing,
it doesn't matter.

What shall we do now?

Well?

What were you thinking at the cafe,
when you took my headscarf?

I was wondering where you
were last night?

You mustn't come at night, I told you.
You behave as though we're alone.

You've got to remember that there
are three of us, and we can't.

- Who says it can't be two?
- Two? That's even more frightening!

- You? You're not scared of anything.
- Who told you that?

I'm scared of everything.
Everything, you get it?

- Strange, I hadn't noticed.
- You don't know me, nobody knows me!

Don't turn around,
look straight ahead.

- You've got to face things head-on.
- I do.

It's not my fault if I don't believe
in anything anymore.

- Because of me?
- No, I wasn't thinking of you.

I was thinking about my
mother and father.

For me there was nothing more
pure or more loving.

Just think, we were leaving
for our holidays that day.

- Stop it.
- It was a marvellous sunny day.

I'd been dreaming about it for months.

- I know, it was an accident.
- It was cruel!

- You've got strange eyes.
- They're mine.

But they feel like someone else's.

Eyes also change
when you're in love.

- You hide them behind your glasses.
- What's so strange?

- Are you embarrassed?
- About what?

- Other people seeing you.
- Why?

- Because of Anna.
- I'm not embarrassed about anything.

- Then why do we meet in secret?
- It won't be for much longer.

- We'll leave.
- You want to run away? Since when?

I thought you liked this life
with the three of us.

You still don't know me.
I'm looking for something definitive.

- You mean "love"?
- Why not?

I don't think there's anything
more undefined.

Why define it?
It's so nice as it is.

- You'll come away with me.
- No, it doesn't make sense.

Why? Why?

How long do you think your
love will last? A month?

Two months? Then what?
How will we survive?

I want to start over again,
in a different way, I want to feel free.

Without having to make decisions
that don't concern me.

- Impossible!
- Yes, new decisions.

And always different.
Maybe a little bit crazy.

- And how will we live?
- Day by day.

- Like that?
- Does it matter? I can always steal.

Sounds like fun!
I like it, a bandit's wife!

Followed by all the police!

But be careful, courage is a luxury!
Bang! Bang!

Courage is a luxury!

You'll be the wife of a man in love,
a happy man!

- Bang! Bang! Love and courage!
- No one will stop us!

- Courage is a luxury!
- We'll make it.

- They'll kill us!
- We'll make it.

- Love is a luxury as well, you know.
- Let's say it is a luxury.

- What do we care?
- Where do you think you'll go?

And with whose money?
I don't have anything, neither do you.

It all belongs to Anna.
The chickens, the house, the farm.

Capital, bank accounts.

What will we eat?
Flowers!

What are you doing?
Stop it!

- Why are you like this?
- Why did you marry her?

For her money?

I won't give you the answer
you're expecting.

- Tell me why?
- Because I loved her.

And how did you meet her?

In the most ordinary way.

It was all so ordinary that
we got married.

And she was left in charge
of everything.

- I prefer it, I feel more free.
- But you're stuck here.

- I'm not staying, we'll leave together.
- No, I'm staying here.

I'll never follow you.

Mr Marco...

Sorry to trouble you, but I was
coming to you with my material.

I'd like you to have a look at it.

If you're going back to your office,
I can show you the sketches.

I have fifteen sketches drawn up
by one of my graphic design studios.

It goes without saying that
they're all my ideas.

Even if they were inspired by
the president's concepts.

Chicken, this unknown, immersed in
the fear of centuries of barbarism...

After a prolonged sojourn
in the countryside...

finally enters into our civilisation.

Asserting itself as one of
the main protagonists.

Who says we can't have...

a chicken engineer, a chicken doctor,
a bureaucrat chicken?

A technocrat chicken?
And why not? A chicken soldier!

It's a strange way to express yourself.

Mixing people with chickens.

Yes, I understand, it does sound a little
disturbing but I have other options.

The man on the street chicken,
it's a bit less heroic.

It's less informal,
a bit like a dear relative.

Look at this Sunday stroll
with chickens and children.

"Chicken, protector of the family."

And to conclude, "The party".

The thrill-seeking chicken,
the playboy chicken...

who, dressed in his fine suit,
goes to the chicken party.

What do you think?

Come and have a look over here.

I think it should do.

It's the biggest one in the house.
What do you think?

- No, there are no doors here!
- There's another room next door.

Come on, follow me.

For starters,
we need a door that closes.

Don't tell me this won't do
because I don't have any others.

Well?

It's perfect, exactly what we need.

What are you waiting for?

The playing area must be clear of any
objects that evoke memories or emotions.

Moving memories, it's a liberation!

What are you doing?

- Everyone has to swap partners.
- Yes, it's the game of truth.

A truth that will never be revealed.

Except for the interested parties,
of course.

They'll be the only ones who know!

Will you tell us what's supposed
to happen?

The most exciting things.
We'll have to wait and see.

Intimate relations between casual
couples? I can't believe it.

- We're not mice!
- You're wrong, my friend.

It may well be immoral
but it's more than possible.

It's biologically verified.

Friends, the room's so naked
that the first couple can go in.

Tell us, how long are we
allowed to stay inside?

In that room time does not exist!

Ah, if that's the case,
then for me that's very good.

Thanks for choosing me.

Let's make sure
we keep track of the time.

- Are visits allowed?
- No!

This is the worst part.

It's true.

- Just look at him!
- How did it go? What did you?

- Do you feel happy?
- We can't say a word!

A mysterious love!

A mysterious love
equals zero plus zero!

Come on, next couple!

And no cheating.
The rules! Respect the rules.

Come on, stop drinking
and try to control yourself.

- That went wrong.
- What a fool.

What's wrong?

- Why are you crying?
- Nothing... it's nothing.

- I can't hear anything.
- What do you expect to hear?

- Perhaps it's the start of something.
- Silence, or they'll be listening to us.

I don't know if I can go
through with this.

No, you've got to,
no matter what.

You've just got to want it.
It's a matter of nerves.

We're the strongest.
Why are you shaking?

Don't you see them?
Look at them!

Say it!

Say it!

What do I do?
You tell me.

When I see you hesitate,
I don't recognise you anymore.

Can't you see?
What are you waiting for?

- When did you meet him?
- Sorry, who are you talking about?

You know exactly who I mean.

That guy out there.
The publicity agent.

The other day, when he came
looking for you.

It's not true, you already
knew each other.

What's wrong?
Don't you believe me anymore?

I like him, he doesn't have a complex.

I don't like him at all.

- Is that all you have to say?
- No, wait.

I haven't finished,
there's something more important.

I've decided.

I'm not waiting any longer.

You're my only chance.

And if you want it to happen here,
I'm in.

And Anna?

Anna doesn't exist anymore.
Anna's disappeared.

Imagine she never existed.

Are you ready?

We're the only ones here.

- Who's screaming?
- What happened?

The lights!
Turn on the lights!

Who was behind that stupid joke?

Everything has a limit!

I don't understand.
What happened?

I'm sorry but I got scared,
I screamed like an idiot.

I've always been afraid of the dark.
Please forgive me.

- It's late.
- Yes, it's true.

Yes, it's late.

It's very late.

Excuse us, Anna.

I'm sorry, they all left because of me.

The game was over anyway.

In the end it wasn't as much
fun as I'd hoped.

And now we have to tidy everything.

- What is it?
- A letter, addressed to me.

Cowards!
An anonymous letter.

Disgusting!

Cowards!

- Monica.
- Yes?

- Are you free?
- Depends.

- Wait, we'll leave together.
- Yes, just hurry up.

May I?

Come in.

The money, darling.

Come in, it's open.

It serves me right.

This is what happens when you
think you know everything.

But you don't know anything.
It's the others who know.

Why are you so upset?
It might not be true.

- But the letter's real.
- It's probably for the best.

At least you know.

I thought the room of truth was the
one we shared for ten years.

Go to bed.

Don't move.

You're hurting me.

What are you waiting for?
Tear it up.

You'll only end up believing it.

Marco buying his fantasies and
dreams, his dirty secrets.

I'd like to know...
Where's he getting this stuff?

At the motel on the freeway,
didn't you read it?

He'll have booked a room,
tipped a porter.

- I've seen them.
- Who?

- The girls, they're always there.
- Call them whores.

An institution as old as marriage.

Men pay them expecting to learn
something about themselves.

Like a psychiatrist.

In that case, wives should dress up
as prostitutes to surprise them...

and exact revenge!

What good is a wife if she doesn't
become an accomplice?

To hell with respectability.

And that's what I want to do.

I've got to stimulate his most
hidden desires.

And you're going to help me.
I want to see these girls.

Okay, sounds like a fun experience.

And I'll come back like one of them.

What do you think you'll find?
Can it get any better?

Black... Black.

I didn't know you were here.

- What is it?
- Did you hear the workers?

They were here as well,
I chased them away.

They refuse to accept that we don't
need them, they're being absurd.

They broke three windows.

I told you, we'll have to press charges.
The association isn't enough.

At this point we need the police.
We have a right to be protected.

I hardly think it's a matter
for the police.

The feed reserves are full
until five tomorrow.

You should check all the barns,
they might have damaged something.

Anna.

Deep down they're thoroughly bored.

It's all so conventional.

A perfect imitation.

It's just a question
of clothes and make-up.

Excuse me.

Have you got a light?

You move well.

What are you thinking?

It's startling.

I saw something frightening under her
make-up, in her eyes, on her mouth.

You're right, a very rugged face.

I don't know.

Something undefinable.

Like a hidden ability to suffer
and cause suffering.

To be sad and cause deep sadness.

It's the lingerie that counts most.

It's almost more important than
the skin underneath.

I look good in black.

Or perhaps something more
colourful, it's more vulgar.

- It's going to be fun looking for it.
- No, I'll go, let me choose.

- Why?
- I like it, leave it to me.

I like transforming you with my hands.

As you wish.

Our protest will start immediately!

We'll attack with 15,000 units!

Good morning, what a pleasure!

- Am I disturbing you?
- Not at all, come in.

Actually, you must excuse me,
did you see what happened?

These rascals wounded me.
It's a particularly aggressive breed.

Can you believe it? They refused
to let themselves be catalogued.

They're ungrateful, because I do
appreciate their company when I'm alone.

But administration needs order,
first and foremost.

- You must excuse me.
- Please, please...

I need to ask you a big favour.

An invitation for my wife
for the congress in Amsterdam.

- But it's the day after tomorrow.
- She'll leave tomorrow evening.

I've got lots of invitations.
Partners who can't make it.

You know, with the battle ahead.

I'm glad your wife's going at least.

Just give this to the airline company.

The best ones are always in the centre.

Wasn't Gabri with you?

Yes, I took her to a shop,
she had to do some shopping.

If you want a ride, get in.
It's no trouble.

No, thank you.
My office is near here.

By the way, when do you
want to meet again?

About those posters.
The president's hurrying me.

You know, with everything
that's going on.

- You've heard, right?
- I can't.

I don't have time.
I'm very busy today.

Well let me know.

- Your wife '5 on the line.
- Yes, put her through.

- Hello, Marco.
- What is it?

Something incredible has happened!

Hello? Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

- What's going on?
- See for yourself.

- What does it mean?
- It's part of the last clutch.

They must be a few days old.

It's monstrous.

They don't have heads or wings.

And they breathe as though
they're alive.

Have you told anyone?

Yes, the chemist.
He should be here any minute.

You shouldn't have.

Listen, did you touch the
laboratory samples?

The chemist asked me a few days ago.
Someone had tampered with them.

I haven't touched anything
or tampered with anything.

No one said it was you.
I was just asking.

What's going on?

Incredible!

No head or wings!

And they're growing at
a startling rate.

That means without food.

This might be the mutation
we've all been waiting for.

How marvellous!
It happened here, on our farm.

It's all meat!

With rather tiny bones.

We could reduce costs.

- Even the packaging would change!
- It's true!

We must inform the association.

You're not informing anyone.
They're monsters!

I find them horrifying.

What are you talking about?

It's what we've been looking
for all this time.

We're so lucky, it's something new,
and they were born here!

They're monsters and they
must be destroyed.

That's absurd!

It might be the solution to all
our financial problems.

- Get out!
- Don't you see? This is important.

I will take this to the association.

Get out!

Go away!

- I'll file a complaint!
- I said get out!

What are you going to do?

You want to destroy results
as fascinating as these?

Finally something concrete
that belongs to us.

- I never wanted them!
- Well I did, I'm not scared!

I said we needed something different,
mysterious even, that we can share!

The days of just being any old
man and a woman are over.

If you don't accept them,
you're a coward.

Be careful!

See if you like them.

Look at this!
And these!

Yes, you've done well.

You see?

I even had time
to carry out a field test.

- And him?
- He stayed down on the farm.

He didn't have
the courage to come back.

But why would he want to kill them?

Of course,
and I hope they make him pay.

I assure you, I've never
felt such a strong desire...

to go into that room of his in secret.

To surprise him.
To confront his rebellion.

With his need to destroy,
with his fury to draw blood!

- And you're not scared?
- It's him who's scared of me.

He's trying to defend himself.

For the first time,
we'll really be face to face.

I want a real meeting.
He won't get away from me this time.

What if it all ends badly,
won't that be worse?

It will be worse for him.
It's time to reveal our true selves.

For my part, I always have.

I've never really known about him.

Finally, the truth.

Look!
Isn't it a masterpiece?

There's post for you.

- Here you go.
- Thanks.

- Sorry, I couldn't earlier.
- Just tell me, yes or no?

- I can't wait.
- Everything's ready.

Hello?

Yes, good morning.

By the main entrance?
Of course I know.

Okay, but...

I don't need your advice.

Just tell me the exact time
and on which floor.

Okay, I'll be there.

You know very well why
I asked you to come here.

I've studied your Chemist's complaint.

What you've done is inconceivable,
beyond social morality...

I don't understand why,
for whatever strange reasons...

you suppressed a biological result of
undoubted interest to everyone...

Not to mention the association.

In a moment of extreme financial,
productive and commercial difficulty...

Hope is the only thing
keeping us alive.

Any reasonable person would
have had found it disgusting.

- Disgust is a childish sensation.
- But it happened on my farm.

- No one can judge my personal feelings.
- You're wrong!

As a breeder, you have a very
clear responsibility to society.

I don't intend to work in
a factory of horrors.

But horror is a feeling completely
unrelated to biology or the economy.

I understand your moral concerns.

But you alone are responsible
and it's you who produces monsters.

Excuse me.

I have nothing more to say.

It hasn't been easy.

- I'm sure.
- You all know what I think.

15,000 units must be--

Yes?
Who's speaking?

It's you!
How are you?

Pardon?

Yes, of course it's possible.

You can always use the
service elevator.

Yes, okay.

Okay.

No!
What are you doing?

It's impossible to clean.

This is where I want to start.

I want to start as well.

The machine starts... at five.

The machine, at five.

The egg, it's work.

The egg.

You can't clean it.

I want to start as well.
That's impossible.

You can't clean it.
So do I, so do I.

That's what I want!
At five.

That's impossible.

Impossible.

What is it?

Remember, you're taking
your wife to the airport.

Oh yes, thank you.
I'm on my way.

Yes, sure.
How many?

Of course.

Excellent!
Good day.

Investigation department.
What happened?

- Nothing.
- Who called?

The police?
It wasn't us.

We received a report that a woman
was murdered in room 724.

We've all been murdered in
room 724, right Monica?

I've been chopped up in that room
at least twice this month.

With me it's the throat.

He may have strange habits,
but he's a real gentleman.

- He's probably up there right now.
- A prank call, it seems obvious.

No, let's go have a look.
Come on, guys.

That's enough, get the key.
I'd like to catch one of these perverts.

- Where's the room? It's never-ending.
- Our hotel is very big hotel.

Pull up the blinds,
I can't see anything.

- There's no one here, it's all tidy.
- They must have just left.

He's a good man,
he wouldn't hurt a fly.

I'd really like to find this good man
and teach him a lesson.

It's a question of public morality.

Does he come here often?

He's been renting this room
for a number of months.

Reserved.

We needed something different,
something mysterious.

To share together.

- I got scared and I screamed.
- Why was he here?

I saw him through the window
and that's when he started the machines.

- I don't know what's going on anymore.
- I do, I'm beginning to understand.

He thought it was his wife screaming.

That's why he cut the railing,
to make her fall into the mincer.

To get rid of her! Yes!
Then there's the ticket to Amsterdam.

In fact, he told the secretary of the
association she'd gone to the congress.

Why it's obvious!
The trip to Amsterdam!

He'd created himself an alibi.

- But Anna didn't know anything.
- Of course, and she wasn't meant to.

He told the others for the alibi.

And we were two fools.
We just had to wait a little longer.

But he went to the motel.

- Why did he go to the motel?
- To strengthen his alibi, it's obvious.

He had it all worked out.

At the end of the day, he fell into
the trap, and that's what we wanted.

And if it doesn't end how you think?

I watched the police arrive, they've
probably already arrested him.

And with his past, he's sure to spend the
rest of his days in a criminal asylum.

And I'll inherit the farm, the house
and even the bank account.

I can stop playing the poor cousin who's
supposed to sleep with all her relatives.

Listen.

I have some great plans
to revolutionise the company.

- But it's all new.
- I'll install new machines.

I'll intensify the bio-chemical
experiments.

You'll be my wife.

Darling, was it difficult?

No.

Just some scratches.

Did she scream?

Yes, she screamed.

Wait.

Who could it be?

A more symbolic and general idea;
chicken, protector of the family.

When did you meet him?

There's no one here!

Look!
How did she get here?

Then he must be here as well.

- What are you doing there? Come on!
- No, I'm scared!

Fool!

Is anyone here?

No!
It wasn't us!

- It wasn't us!
- Yes?

- Then who was it?
- Her husband.

- And where has he gone?
- I don't know, he must have run off.

Take a look around.

If he's run off he won't get far.
You come with us for now.

But we haven't done anything.
We're innocent!

You'll have all the time you
need to prove it.

Call an ambulance.

- Look for a phone, an ambulance.
- Okay.

There's no one here!

Or over here!

We'll need his photo for the
search teams, alert headquarters.

Subtitles © 2018 Nucleus Films Ltd
Translated by Anthony Baggaley.