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Death on a Rainy Sunday

Mom, do I add four eggs or five?

Four!

Yes... Hello?

Oh, hello Mr. Schmidt.

No, my husband isn't here.

Yes, I know it's dinner time, but he isn't here.

You can still come over and repair that picture window.

Yes, we received your bills, Mr. Schmidt, and your payment reminders.

- Is it good? - Yes, it's good... It's very good.

- Do you have homework for tomorrow? - No, it's a holiday.

Oh, yes...

So tomorrow we could invite a little friend for an afternoon snack... I'll make a coconut cake.

- But my friends aren't here... - Yes, but you need to meet some new ones.

I have Ploum... and you.

But I'm not the same, I'm not a...

I'm your mom.

OK, but you still need a friend.

No, no, my daughter, you won't go dancing. No, no, my daughter, you won't go dancing.

Fucking rain! Fucking house!

- Don't speak like that, and I told you not to go outside... - But I thought that it would be easier with this.

Come on, go back inside, you'll catch cold...

Go back inside!

- Mom, look! - What's going on?

No, nothing.

Go back inside!

- What are you doing dressed like that? - Well, I thought we could go on a date tonight... have dinner in town, go somewhere...

Do you know what time it is?

- No, what's the time? - 10:30 PM.

Oh...

You came home so late tonight...

- Just like yesterday... - It's still this guy, he's...

- It's just this case .... this mess... - Okay, so we won't go out.

- Besides, we can't just go and leave our daughter alone. - Oh, yes, that's true...

- Your right, it wasn't a good idea... - No...

I'm going to kiss our child...

Please don't sigh, David...

Please...

- I came to kiss my sweet lil' lady... - You're prickly...

- Esikmo Kiss?

- Dad? - What?

- When are we going home? - But this is our home. We're home here.

C'mon sleep.

Are we staying here forever?

I don't know... Maybe not...

Good.

- Mr. Schmidt called about his bills... - What do you want me to do?

We don't have the money right now.

But you know about these things... You used to find solutions for anything.

- I don't know, ask Alain. - I am asking Alain, I am asking a lot of Alain...

- But he's my partner, not my bank... - Well, what about the bank? You're someone famous, respectable...

- You're a great architect... - No, no, no I'm not. Here I'm nothing.

- When we've signed with Bergoff, we shall see, but as for now, I'm nothing... - But when are you going to sign?

It's been months...

Since we left Paris two years ago. I don't know what happened...

I feel like we're no... nobody...

We don't have anyone, we don't have friends...

We used to have... friends whom came to visit us...

We even had tickets for Roland Garros...

- I shouldn't have taken you there, you don't like tennis... - I don't care about tennis.

What I liked was having people around... Feeling like I was with them...

Being part of something...

Being in life...

- With everybody... - But it's your fault too... You simply have to meet new people, make some new friends... - Here? How am I to do that?

I can't go knocking on their door and say: "Hello, I'm Elaine Briand, do you want to be my friend?"

It's a desert here!

- Well, what do you want exactly? - We'll sell the house for a fortune, to an emir, a nice house like this...

Then we'll settle in town, in a building with noisy neighbors, a grumpy caretaker, a broken down elevator, traffic jams in the street...

Life! Let's go back to it!

Because here, this house...

- It's terrible! - Elaine, this house is me! It's my design! It's my model!

But I can't live anymore in a model...

Well, anyways, you'll never guess who I met today...

I was waiting for a client in a bar, but of course the prick had to call and tell me he'll be late...

So the bartender said: "Mr. Briand? Phone for you."

I went to answer it... I came back...

Then this guy approached me and said: "Are you Elaine's husband?"

- Guess who it was? - I don't know... - Christian Steiner.

Relaxed... witty... chic...

- Success had almost turned him rotten... - Oh, so you met Christian? - Yes, I did...

What did you talk about?

We talked about you, of course...

He has a good memory of your relations...

- Your work relations, of course... - Yeah, well, come on, while you finish tidying, I'll go... - Hey, I asked him to visit us someday...

- It's a good idea, isn't it? - But you're crazy! Listen, it's been ages since I've seen this guy...

Well, darling, he came over to speak to me. I couldn't just tell him to "Scram!"

Especially a guy like him...

He knows everyone, the whole world... which could be very useful...

We'll invite him, his friends, and we'll have a party...

Which should be fine, as you wanted to see people...

I think this guy has an absurd charm about him...

- He has an ease about him... a look... If I was a woman, I would really... - Well, goodbye...

- Where are you going? - I don't know. I'm going to town.

- But you don't have a licence... - Well, I'll go on foot then.

Fuck... Fuck!

Elaine!

C'mon Elaine!

Don't yell so loud, you'll wake all the birds up...

Don't leave me, Elaine...

Don't leave me...

The weather's real bad...

Here we are.

Make the girl get out.

Can you please back up or go forward three meters so I can get out...

I'm in a hurry!

I understand, sir. It won't be long. You know how it is with children.

- I'm Bronsky... it's my name... - Pleasure. - But everyone calls me "Cappy"...

We're new here.

See, she's done... Excuse us for the... for the trouble...

Excuse me, sir! Excuse me! Well, there's nothing wrong, there's no damage...

You know, I got in my car... and then I told my wife:

- "See this man? I already saw him somewhere." You see, I'm not quick of mind, but I never forget a face... - Bravo, that's very good, but this is enough.

Did we meet in Neugeant? Have you ever been to Neugeant?

That's it! Neugeant! The name doesn't remind you of anything, sir? Oh, what I'm talking about... it was ages ago...

No, I don't remember... Sorry, but, uh... I'm in a hurry.

Is there... anything wrong?

- Why do you ask? - I don't know... you seem weird... I mean, not fine...

- Because if anything is wrong, you can talk to me, you know? - No, no, no, that's... that's fine... That's fine.

Do you have 20,000 FR I can borrow? I can't make payments...

Well, I'll figure something out...

But you know... your house... it truly is a money pit.

Oh, you too? Why don't you form a club with Elaine...

OK, I didn't say anything. Forget it. We'll soon be loaded with money David. Look!

2000 flats! The municipality will give us their agreement in three days.

And according to Bergoff, advices are rather favorable, no? Huh?

Well, I didn't tell you everything, but you know that they're investigating us? Military and judiciary records, tax reports, everything. I don't even dare to go see my mistress...

- But what right do they have? - Well, I don't know...

- I'm sick of this police state country! - Don't upset yourself. Hey, there's no skeletons in our closet...

Hello.

Who you are?

- I'm Christian. - Almost like me! My name is Christine.

So, will you open for me, my colleague?

What is it?

- Christian... - Hello Elaine...

- I didn't know, sir... well, that you would come, sir... - Oh, come now... do we really have to say "sir"?

Oh, excuse me Christian, but... I wasn't waiting for...

- You're splendid... - Yes, I think you found the right word.

Would you like something else?

We have whisky, porto...

We even have punch.

No, this is fine. Thank you.

- You know, you're my best customer... you have every album I produced within the past four years... - Well... I'm just trying to remain informed.

- This is a nice house... - Yes...

- It's strange because it's definitively not you... - But it's certainly David...

He's the one who planned everything... who drew up everything...

This is minimalist architecture...

Some magazines even came to photograph it.

Didn't you see it in "D�coration" last July?

- Yes, it was in that... - No, I...

- Even Cric and Ploum were in in the pictures, do you remember? - Mmmhmm.

- Anyways, I'm happy to see that everything's fine... - Yes, everything's quite fine...

Yes, it's... But you, you're so successful... You're in New York,in Paris, in Londres... You even have a studio in Lausanne... Well, David told me yesterday...

That is precisely why I came to see you.

I'd like you to work at the Lausanne studio.

Me?

Why me?

Well, because I trust you for the job. I spend my entire life in airplanes, so I can't figure everything out alone.

Listen, yesterday you didn't know I still existed, then today you turn up like this... I don't know...

But you were the best, I don't know why anything would change now...

- And also, I'm ready to pay you at quite a high price. - Listen, money is not the problem... - Elaine... Please...

- There was something between us, you know, something... - Something that would end really badly...

Give us a chance...

The thing I'm worried about the most is the main drainer capacity.

I don't want to see people with shit in their kitchen sink.

Oh, no, Mr. Bergoff. I can ensure you that we carefully thought out everything, right David?

Huh? Oh, yeah, right, the drain, the drain...

No, there won't be any problems with the drain as... I'll show you the plans, it'll be easier.

Hello again, Mr. Briand.

It's because of the smoke...

- Well, listen, go wait for me at the bar, I'll meet you there soon. - Take your time, I don't want to bother anyone.

Well, about this drain, you have every pipe based upon an idea that's very...

Mr. Bergoff is asked on the phone.

- Yes? - Hello.

I'd like to drink something, but nothing... nothing too alcoholic, 'cause I... I'm taking medication.

Long drink? Short drink?

Well, the most expensive that you have.

Taste this.

Thanks.

- I'm asked on the phone? - Yes, Mr. Bergoff, take it in the booth. You'll be undisturbed there.

That's tasty.

What was that?

Some poor guy that I help out from time to time...

I'm going to get rid of him now...

Okay... what do you want exactly?

You know, as... as soon I saw you, I... I found you... nice... really... human...

So I... I thought... Well, I thought... I need a job...

I have my wife and my girl to look after... and they count on me, and... I don't know anyone, so I... well, you know what I mean...

I can... I can try to help you if you want...

I went to see... your garden this morning... it's good soil, but there's still some work to be done... it seems you didn't take care of it that often, did you?

If you wish, you can come... well... once or twice a week...

- I don't think that'll be enough, everything has to be spaded... - Do what you think is the best, then...

- Thanks, I'll make a garden paradise at your home. You won't regret it, Mr. Briand. - How do you know my name?

Well, that's what your door read...

Well, you know it bothers me... I don't like to ask this, but I... Can you... give me an advance? Please...

- An advance? How much? - Oh, what ever you want, I...

- Well, David, I thought you were working... - It's my fault, Mr. Bergoff. I'm his gardener... Bronsky. Charles Bronsky. But everyone call me "Cappy".

Today's a big day... you know, Betty...

And why is today a big day?

Because this is the end of a very long trip...

Mom! Mom! Look!

Elaine, what I'm looking for is someone who can start tomorrow.

But... tomorrow isn't good for me... Cric's on a holiday until Monday...

- Careful, the floor's slippery. - Oh, gosh! - Take it off and dry it. Take off your pullover, too...

What's that noise?

Sir!

Sir!

Stop it! What are you doing here?

Hello, Ma'am... Sir.

I'm Cappy.

Your husband didn't tell you? I'm the new gardener.

- A gardener? - Yes, and since nobody was in the house, I just came in. I met your husband this morning. He hired me and gave me an advance.

That's my wife. Hazel! Hazel! She's like that... Doesn't want to bother anyone... ever.

- Excuse me then, I'll leave you... - I understand, Ma'am. It's always surprising to meet strangers at one's home...

I thought it wasn't good to mow while it's raining.

Good or not, there's no rule. Everyone has their method.

But with what are we going to pay him? No, I don't understand! I don't understand! Why do we need a gardener now!?

A gardener! No, come on... Nothing, nothing, nothing!

- Are we making it tonight, mom? - Yes.

Elaine? Elaine?

Isn't there anyone in this house...

I think she took the little girl shopping...

What are you doing here?

- I... I'm resting... I was working a lot outside, you know... - Where did you get this bottle?

- Downstairs, in... in the wine cellar. I went for a walk then... - Come on, get out of my house.

OK.

That's fine... OK, sir...

Oh, shit! Look. Take a look at this... it costs an arm and a leg for a bottle like this...

- That was my arm's fault... - Fine, fine, fine, fine... Now, get out.

- The wine didn't only screw with my arm, but also with my life, sir... - Get out.

Let me... let me talk to you...

I'm happy to be going home...

Hello, I'm Elaine Briand. We met earlier...

In Neugeant, we were working on some construction sites...

And then one day...

A building fell on us...

And then?

Then? Well... some guys got trapped underneath...

And me... a section of the wall ripped off my arm...

And crushed my leg...

I looked at my arm on the floor... only two meters away from me... and I thought I saw my fingers still moving...

Why are you telling me this?

Because I think you're someone nice, Mr. Briand...

Because I want to talk, perhaps...

I went to the asylum, Mr. Briand... among the insane...

Because... in becoming only half of a man...

It messed up my mind...

And what do you want from me exactly?

I want to live... I want to live a normal life...

To have a normal wife...

A normal child...

To have a house like you, like everybody...

Listen, calm yourself, I... I don't understand what you're saying...

Go to the Justice...

Justice?

They're busy building "HLM"...

They're busy saving money on materials...

They're busy getting money from the Swiss...

Oh, Lord...

I'm so ashamed... Crying like this... in front of people...

You just drank too much Bordeaux.

Maybe... Maybe, but it...

It was nice speaking with you...

You'll help me, won't you, Mr. Briand?

I Promise.

You really have a nice house, Mr. Briand...

Daddy!

Good evening...

- Good evening. - Good evening.

What is this? Are we celebrating something?

Yes... well, yes and no.

I'm going to be working again.

Christian came this morning...

- Well, he didn't hesitate... - He offered me to work again with him...

And I accepted.

- See, wasn't it a good idea to tell Steiner to come? - Yes.

You only have good ideas...

Even the one-armed gardener was a good idea...

- Do you really think so? - I'm sorry for earlier.

I met his wife.

It's unbelievable... there being people like this woman...

She has some kind of strength...

She probably didn't have an easy life...

Why are you telling me about this woman?

I don't know, because I just met her...

- Oh, fine... - And she's going to babysit Cric until Monday.

I start work tomorrow.

So, what's wrong?

Oh, I don't know... I'm just tired, I guess...

Champagne!

Anyways, I had to start right away... it was "take it or leave it".

It worked! My father taught me that!

- I'll put the milk behind here... - Good morning.

- Am I driving you to the bus? - No, no. I'm taking my bicycle to it.

OK. Well, I'm leaving. I'm late.

Well, I think I've showed you everything, if you have any trouble,

- you have the studio phone number. Call me... don't hesitate. - There won't be any trouble Miss... Unless Christine does something bad of course. Right, Christine?

No... why would she... no, she's very calm. Right, Cric?

Come on... I'll call you later to make sure everything's fine, OK?

- You'll come later? - No. I'm working again... Come on, we already talked about this, remember? You're a big girl...

It depends...

Well... I have to leave now, otherwise I'll miss the bus.

- Can I speak with you? - Yes, of course, Miss. - Bye.

- You have to patient with her today. It's the first time I ever left her... she'll be a bit shooked up... - I know children, Miss.

Yes, but this one it's quite particular...

- Because she's mine. - Don't worry, Miss.

I'll phone from town.

- Go show your toys to Betty. - What time will mom come back?

- Didn't you hear what I said? - Yes.

You're going to play with your new little friend, sweetheart.

Come on, we're going to my room...

I... I... I mean, your story checks. I'm just really pissed off because I had this with a customer last week... he lost 12000 Fr.

I thought you'll never get here...

- Phone me anyways, but... - Good morning.

- See, I... I have someone to pick up at the airport. I'm already twenty minutes late. - How is she? Is she pretty?

Yes, she's nice...

- Elaine... Philippe... - Nice to meet you.

Alain...

- Alain, the killer drummer... - Good morning. - Elaine...

Jean-Fran�ois, on the guitar...

Denis, do you remember Denis?

- And finally, of course, Yves. - Nice to meet you. - Elaine, come on, hurry up.

So, here...

- Good morning. - Here I introduce you to our two sound geniuses...

Willie and Billie...

Elaine, the brilliant assistant.

- Good morning. - Good morning. - I'm glad to have a human being with me in this pit of baboons.

Nice... That's nice what you said.

Has it been a long time since you've been in a studio?

Well, it's been... five years, six years, seven years... Cric is seven, so it's been seven years.

Well, it's changed a lot since your time...

Now we're in stereo and all...

Anyways, if you don't understand, Willie and Billie will explain things to you, right?

- Listen, that's no problem, right Billie? - You're right, Willie!

Children, stop the racket!

Elaine... yes, the woman you're seeing who now looks embarrassed...

From now on... she's the boss... the new chief...

So for all your bullshit, she's the one you'll have to tell it to, right?

But don't rejoice too soon because, even though she's a lot prettier than me,

She also sucks a lot more than I do. That is all.

Now hurry up, because your chit-chat is costing me money. Bye.

You want to play with them?

You don't want to talk to me?

- Everyone washed their hands? - Yes.

Christine, are you lying?

- No. No, ma'am. - I think you are.

- Go wash your hands. - But, I... - One more lie out of you and you're going to bed without eating!

Go!

Come, darling.

Here you are, sweetheart.

It's not tasty, I know, but it's for your own good... You'll remain the prettier little girl.

Come here, but what's... Am I dreaming? These beasts disgust me!

- No, it's Ploum, my cat. - Hold her! Get her out of here! Those beasts carry a lot of filth and I don't want my Betty to become sick!

Get her out of here!

Mom made something for us last night...

Yes, but this kind of cuisine isn't good for Betty. She's on diet.

Huh? What are you smiling at?

Go on. Eat.

Charles! Charles!

- Here you are, have your medecine. - Thanks.

Taste this.

Mmmm. Did you see the work I've done?

In two months, we'll have potatoes...

Do you think I planted too close to their house?

- Do you think that'll annoy them? - Oh, we don't care, do we?

More.

This'll make a fine home, won't it?

- Huh? - He's not properly tuned.

Jean-Fran�ois, can you check your guitar? It's not tuned right.

Hello? Yes, she's here.

It's for me? Yes?

Yes, no... I'd rather take the call in the hallway.

Yeah, yeah, it's fine now.

Yes, hello? Yes, it's me.

No, I don't know...

No, I don't know... No, I'm still a bit of a beginner around here. You should call back in the afternoon...

No, I'll get some advise and I'll tell you then. Excuse me, thank you.

Elaine!

Christian lied to me! He said you hadn't changed... You're more beautiful than ever!

- But, what... It's unbelievable! - Such a long time... - Yes, it has been...

Yeah, it's been seven years since Cric's seven, right? Hey, come on, let's go eat. I'm hungry. Come on...

- Thank you, Christian. - What for?

Well... I'm happy to be here.

- What are you doing now? - I'm calling home.

- Listen, you can't keep worrying that your little girl isn't safe at home... - You don't have children.

- Come on, stop it. You have to give her some time to get use to it. Come on, let's eat. I'm hungry.

- I'm not wearing my jacket... - It doesn't matter, there's an umbrella. Listen, stop it a moment...

Oh, gosh! Come on!

Can we switch on the TV?

No, I don't want Betty to watch it.

- Why? - Your mother probably didn't tell you, but TV transmits radiation, so when you sit too many times in front of the TV you get cancer.

- What is that? - A horrible disease which eats people alive! They become skinny! They lose their hair! Your mother didn't tell you?

No...

Perhaps your mom doesn't care that you'll get sick... Your mom might even want you to die...

That's not true!

Then why did she leave you behind to go work?

I'm going to start tidying up...

- I don't know what you think of this, but... - I think we have to do the synth sound again. - Yes.

It'll take me a half-hour to do another program.

Listen, it's not that complex... Some people don't deserve all that they have... You're going to understand this because you're getting on my nerves.

And why isn't your mother calling?

- If she's coming home too late, I won't wait around. - But you have to wait until she comes back.

What do you mean "you have to"?

What does "you have to" mean?

- I get scared when I'm alone. - Oh, my angel, you should have told me sooner!

Mrs. Briand, please.

Mrs. Briand? Hazel Bronsky speaking.

I forgot to tell you something really important... I have to be at home everyday at 6 o'clock.

I know Miss, but I can't do anything.

My husband is a very sick man. I need to give him his shot every night.

Well, the girl will be alone for a time.

No, I'm truly sorry, but that's simply impossible. I can't do anything, Miss.

No, I told you, even today it's impossible.

Cric? Oh, she's playing outside with Betty... Oh, we won't bother them...

Yes, I will tell her that...

So perhaps I'll see you soon? Thanks...

Your mom says hello.

Oh, the most beautiful among all the little girls, huh? The most beautiful among them all!

Stop the boat, I've had enough.

Stop the boat, I just want to get off.

Stormy nights, on the bridge's sides.

You can fight, I don't wanna get lies.

Anchor down, in the nearest port.

Any town, doesn't matter what sort.

Stop the boat, this is much too rough.

Stop the boat, I just want to get off.

I just want to stop the sound of your angry voice.

I just want to stop this trip with its ugly noise.

I don't want to be around on these stormy days.

Thunder craze... Lightning fades - Fine, it's a quarter to... - I have to go home.

Stop. That was fine, but we're taking it from the beginning.

- What, now? - Well, we've warmed-up enough, unless...

No, yes, fine.

How am I getting back home?

Cric?

Cric, are you in your room?

My love, I'm back.

What's the matter?

- What's the matter? - Tired.

What's wrong with my daughter?

Mrs. Bronsky left?

You had a lot of fun today?

- It was fine. - Was the little girl nice?

- And the cake, was it good? - It's fattening.

The cake?

- You're just pouting because I went to work. - No, I'm not pouting. I'm tired.

Why did I even make this cake...

Who could do such a thing?

This woman's crazy...

- Hi! - Hi.

- Cric's in bed? - Yes.

I don't understand, she fell asleep like a baby.

- What are you doing? - Nothing. I'm cooking their lunch for tomorrow.

- Though she didn't have a fever... I don't understand... - Well, she might have been running around all day... For once, she's with a girl her age... she might have...

Anyway, Mrs. Bronsky... I can't keep her.

- Oh, why? - There was something she didn't tell me.

She always has to leave before 6 PM.

Yeah, so?

- What do you mean "so"? I'm still hard at work at 6 o'clock! - Yeah, but it doesn't matter, Elaine... just re-arrange your schedule if you're "hard at work" then...

"Re-arrange your schedule"? I won't change my life just to make things more convenient for this woman...

- You're not going to let her have her own private life? - I didn't say that, but listen...

- I'm not going to yield to her when she's inconsiderate to let me know... - Alright, so you prefer obey to Mr. Steiner, who never respects your schedule?

- But... - But it's unfair! Yes! Exactly! You lost your working habits, and then as soon as there's a little bit of trouble, you accuse this woman of everything in the end!

What are you saying?

Listen, tomorrow I'm going to look for someone else, whether it pleases you or not.

You're cute... aren't you?

You were beautiful... weren't you?

But did you see what they've done to us?

- I completely understand, Mrs. Briand. This is entirely my fault, but I'll stay until you find a replacement. - I'm truly sorry, but there's just no other way, I guess.

- This morning, I'm going leave a flyer at the grocery store. - Yes, that's a really good idea, Miss.

Oh, yes. I don't understand why you didn't give the cake I made to the children...

It's because of Betty, Miss. You know, I have to closely watch her... she's on diet... she tends to get fat.

Yes, but... that isn't the case for my daughter.

No, but she wanted to be like Betty. You know how little girls are among each other...

You know children, Mrs. Briand.

- So? - I looked for you everywhere.

- Here it is. - Thanks, mom. - See you tonight. - See you tonight.

- Bye. - Bye.

Eat your cake.

Ploum, you're the nicest cat ever.

Don't stand too close to the window, sweetheart... you'll catch a cold.

Christine, come back inside. Go play with Betty.

- I'm with Ploum, can she come... - I told you to come back inside! And leave that dirty beast outside!

Well, congratulations. You're mom will be very happy.

- Did you see what you did? - It wasn't me!

- What are you saying? - It wasn't me!

- Then who did it? - It was you!

Oh, you dirty little pest!

Believe me, I know how to punish liars like you!

Sweetheart.

I'll walk away, I'll start a new day.

This time I'll say, "There's a way to keep you inside."

I'll still go on, I'll sing a new song.

I wana keep your love...

Hello, Miss. I came about the flyer.

- Which flyer? - The one at the grocery store... for the baby-sitter.

- The job is taken, go away. - That's not what Mrs. Berger told me.

- I hate repeating things. - Yeah, and I don't wanna waste my time with you. I wanna see Mrs. Briand.

- She wants to see the boss, it's not that complicated. - Charles, come here.

- Beat it! - You're not going to do anything stupid, are you one-arm?

Say "one-arm"! Say it!

Here's your balls... See what'll happen to your balls!

You're crazy! Stop it!

Stop it, Charles... that's enough, darling...

No, let them go now...

Hazel...

What's going on?

If you killed him, everything would be over.

Oh, Lord!

There's hope around, there's hope to be found.

This time I pray for a way to keep you inside.

I'll still go on, I'll sing a new song.

I wanna keep your love...

Here, sweetheart. Come on. Drink. It's good for you.

Why are you leaving? It's not 6 PM...

- You're right, but I really should be with my husband, Miss. - And where's my daughter?

In her room. She's being punished.

- Being punished? - She broke your coffee set for no reason... by caprice.

- So I thought I was doing right... - Listen, Mrs Bronsky. I pay you to watch my daughter, not to punish her!

I understand, Miss.

Shall I still come tomorrow, Miss?

- Yes. - Fine, Miss.

Cric!

What's wrong with my baby?

This one goes hunting... This one kills the bird...

This one cooks the bird...

This one... what does this one do?

It eats it.

And the little one has nothing...

So it licks the plate...

I peed in the bed.

That's okay... it doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter.

Wait, we're... we're going to change the sheet, okay?

Come on, we're going to... we're going to change...

You're the one who did this?

- Me? - Yes.

No, that was her. She's been rearranging everything again... I don't know, it's becoming like an addiciton for her now...

Moreover, she punished Cric.

What are you saying?

- Elaine? - Nothing, I don't know why she... I don't know why she... She's supposed to have done something wrong, but I don't know what...

- No, but punished, how punished? - But I don't know! I don't know! She's upstairs... She doesn't move, doesn't answer... she even pissed in her bed.

Cric! Cricket!

Look at daddy.

Answer me... What was done to you?

Nothing was done, nothing was done to me.

Sweetheart, it was the lady, wasn't it?

- Did she beat you? - She did nothing to me, she's nice and I have a lot of fun with Betty.

Cricket...

You want me to tell the lady to go away...

To never come back?

No, she's nice. She's guarding me when mom leaves me alone.

Well, yes, I'm waiting...

- Who is it? - No, it's Christian. I'm calling to say I can't't go into work tomorrow.

No, no, no.

No, you have to keep working.

- I, I can't... This woman, I shouldn't have... - But you have... and now you have to speak with her.

- But I can't speak with her. - I'm going to handle this, I'm going to speak with her.

Only two days more, and when school starts again, I'll go to pick up Cric when leaving the office...

And we'll find someone.

- Someone else. - That's it.

- Someone else. - That's it. - Don't get angry.

Come on.

Good morning Sir, good morning Miss.

Put your bicycle in the car, I drive you to the bus.

That's fine with me. Good bye.

- Good bye, see you tonight. - Yes.

- Pay attention with my little girl, Mrs. Bronsky... - Of course, Mr. Briand.

No, I mean, pay great attention.

Because I'm quite fond of my daughter.

More than my job, more than my reputation.

Do you understand what I mean, Mrs. Bronsky?

- I guess I do, Mr. Briand. - Yes, the rope you're pulling doesn't have much more slack to give...

And stop moving this furniture, it's really exasperating.

"And stop moving this furniture, it's really exasperating".

I'm wallking away...

Just walking away...

But I'll never leave my love,

It's the only love I found...

I'm walking away...

Don't care what they say...

My love will live forever in my mind...

I peed... I'm going to be punished.

My kid, the first time I left her to go to work, she cried all day long...

Refused to eat for a week...

And finally, she tried running away...

And she was four years old.

- It's normal then... - Of course.

- I must be just worrying too much. - Cetainly.

- She misses you, that's all. - No, it's not that, it's this woman.

- I've got the feeling that... - What, the gardener's wife?

Yes.

I've got the feeling that... she's after us.

- Tell me, David... Your architect buddies from Neugeant... they were called Antoine Wurtz and Roger Feriant, right ? - Yes.

Look at this.

"Two horribly mutilated corpses found in Marly's forest"...

"Antoine Wurtz and Roger Ferrio bodies, two parisian architects"... here it is.

They're supposed to have been tortured to death.

Never mind, never mind...

Never mind about Bergoff, we're going to call the cops.

You're not going to faint, are you?

Come on, let's get you a drink...

- Remember this building that collapsed in Neugeant? - Yeah, it was in '83, wasn't it?

- March '83.

Materials were rotten, it collapsed during the construction...

There were seven dead... Seven workers.

I'm the one who made the plans.

I sold them to Wurtz and Ferio... I was their ghostwriter... I needed money...

- I didn't know. - Well nobody, nobody...

Except you, me, and them but... but they're dead...

There was an... investigation commission... Wurtz and Ferrio paid off who needed to be paid off and the case stopped there...

- There wasn't any trial? - No, it was nobody's fault.

The building site was dangerous.

Wurtz and Ferrio were...

Tactful... not to mention my name...

But here it is, there was a survivor...

And this survivor had his arm ripped off...

Your gardener?

- And you think he's the one who...? - I don't know.

It might explain how he found me.

- Is he blackmailing you? - No! I don't know what he wants!

- He's inoffensive, you know... - Oh yeah, well... he's going to ask you for something in the end...

Well, what we have to do is...

First finish the Bergoff case...

Which we will tomorrow... and then we'll address this...

I don't upset you too much?

I always knew there was something.

This has been eating away inside of me for three years...

- I never talk about this to anyone. - Even to Elaine?

I never managed to.

However, I know this is what fucked our relationship up.

Why "this"? You're not responsible!

I don't know...

I feel rotten.

I kind of grown disgusted with myself...

- I don't even dare get too close to her. - Poor bugger...

Come on, go back home... go back home and go talk to your wife...

I can't now... she's always working.

Then who watches the girl?

Where's your mother?

Do you hear me?

And Cric?

Cric!

Wait for me here.

Fuck...

Cric, Cric!

Tell me, what was done to you?

I peed in my pants again... I'm being punished.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter...

It's over, it's over... Daddy's here...

It doesn't matter...

- You know where she was? - Hey, this could knock out a horse!

- What is it? - Well, it's a very powerful antipsychotic.

- Did she make you take these? - Those are drops so I can be nice like Betty...

I'm a little pest.

What a bitch...

It's not possible...

Come...

I waited for this for so long...

Squeeze me! Squeeze me like you squeeze her!

Listen to me! Listen to me closely, you monster! If I see you looking, even looking around my house,

or ever coming close to my daughter,

I'll fucking kill you!

I'll fucking kill you!

Now go...

Go take your daughter and beat it!

Oh, fuck...

- Oh, you're already here? - I have some things to tell you...

- Well, what about Mrs. Bronsky? - I sent her back home.

She won't be working here anymore...

Why? What happened?

So, now you know everything.

- I was afraid, so I hired the Bronskys. - Why didn't you tell me before?

I don't know.

I was scared, I don't know.

- Because of this we've lost three years of our lives... - Yeah...

I was stupid.

We really should call the police.

The police? No, not now...

Alain's right...

We have to solve this ourselves.

- If the police get involved, Bergoff will finally know it... - We don't care. We don't care. It doesn't matter...

- We'll get the hell out of here, We'll start everything over... - Oh, no...

No, I don't want to!

Now, I'm even starting to...

- I'm even starting to love your house. - Oh, really?

You know... you know who you remind me of?

- An architect I met a few years ago... - Oh, yes, I know...

He was called David.

David who?

- I don't know, I forgot. But I was quite in love with him. - Oh, really?

- And then I... I lost sight of him... a few times... - Oh, yes?

- Then he built a house, and I didn't like it one bit. - Oh?

- Now I like it a lot. - Oh, fine.

- But I think I'm a bit crazy... - But he likes crazy girls...

He likes crazy girls...

Don't move.

Don't worry.

Diane...

Would you happen to have 127 francs for me? Well, 130... It's for the cab...

- He's waiting now. - Anything you want...

How are you?

Then I told him: "If it's like that, then you can beat it, nobody's stopping you".

Then the bastard told me that I was the one who moved into his house, so my suitcase is still where I left it...

- So that's it... - What "that's it"?

Well...

- Well, since I didn't know where to go, I thought that for a night... - You can stay here for however long you wish.

Besides, I have a... I have a job to offer you.

- A job? - Mmhmm, a job.

- Oh, yes... - What kind of job is it?

- Baby-sitter. - Food, lodging, and facilities. And you won't get fired.

- Are you kidding me or what? - No, Cric adores you,

So do I...

Elaine too...

We really need you to stay close to her... at least until the holidays end.

A few years ago, you told me I was a bad influence on your daughter...

That I taught her swear words... That I made her disrespectful...

If you manage to make her disrespectful again, I'll raise a statue in your honor.

Say yes... Say yes.

She's better this morning...

Don't worry.

- I'll call you soon then... I'll be home late tonight since we're mixing. - Mix, mix...

- What? - Mix, mix, darling.

See you tonight, then.

I don't... I don't... I don't really want to go there.

- Do you want me to go with you? - No, it's better for you to stay.

See you tonight...

Bye.

- Go on... - Yes...

See you tonight...

So this is the daddy. Tell me, why is there an arm missing from your doll?

Oh! He doesn't have a willy either!

Let's find it!

Where it is?

Good morning, Mr. Briand.

I came...

- Well, my wife told me about yesterday... - Oh yeah?

Hazel could never stand cats...

She's... She's like this... Well, I thought... for the girl...

That's nice, but you should never come back here... You should never come back here again!

- This is really bad... - I'm going to give you this...

Since I only have this much to give, you'll have to write me and I'll send you the rest. Here you are.

- You'll do it? - Of course I'll do it.

This is really good... It's really good that it's ending like it should...

Yeah, it's good, yeah.

It's for the girl...

Here you are...

I hope that... that you won't have bad memories of us...

How are we going to comb it?

- She's cute, whose is it? - She's yours.

- But I already have Ploum... - Well, she'll have a little sister then.

Hey, kitty! Look! Look!

A little less reverb...

- Do you think there's too much? - Oh, yes.

Of course.

Stop the boat, I'd had enough.

Yes.

Stop the boat, I just want to get off.

- Stormy nights... - But she ate normally at noon?

She fell upon the roast like misery falls upon the poor...

Of course. Yes, I gave it to her, don't worry...

She only cried a little when David left...

Listen, I'm not supposed to say you this,

But I have some great news:

He went to sign the contract with Bergoff.

I swear that it's signed! You'll have to increase my wage now.

OK! Kisses! Bye!

- Your mommy says she kisses you everywhere. - You told here I cried, you're a bitch.

Well, it seems to me that you're a lot better now, aren't you?

There's hope around, there's hope to be found.

This time I pray, for a way to keep you inside.

I'll still go on, I'll sing a new song.

I wanna keep your love.

I'm walking away...

- Cric? Diane?

Still watching TV, I guess?

Here she is... But...

This one's sleeping...

Oh God!

Cric!

Cric!

What are you doing with this stuff, Mr. Briand?

That's not the way you usually kill people...

It's with rotten cement... or bribes...

Where's my girl?

You can say goodbye to her, because you won't see her again.

I'm gonna' shoot...

It's useless, Mr. Briand...

I'm already dead...

I'm gonna' fuckin' shoot!

You can't do anything against me...

Nobody can do anything against me....

My wife luckily thinks of everything...

Blank cartridges are riskless...

- Blank cartridges are riskless... - Yes...

I'm walking away, don't care what they say.

But my love will live forever in my mind...

I'm walking away, just walking away.

But I'll never live my love, it's the only love I found.

I'm walking away, don't care what they say.

But my love will live forever in my mind...

In my mind...

My little bird!

Thank you for driving me back.

- Tell me, with all the work you've done this week, you must be exhausted... - Yes, a bit...

But tomorrow I'll sleep.

I'll go into the kitchen, I'll made a cake for Cric,

A beef rib for David, he loves it, and then, uh...

I'll rest in the afternoon.

- I love that man. - Oh, I know.

- How do you know? - You love him despite everything. You defend him.

You still hope he'll change, and if you still hope he'll change then you must love him, that's it.

Yes, that's true...

But I like you too...

Do you want to come for lunch tomorrow?

Oh, I feel I first need to get used to this "familly friend" role.

You know, the one who comes over every Sunday.

- I don't know, do you want me to offer you some coffee now? - oh, no...

No, because you know clubs will be closing in half an hour...

So I still have a chance not to sleep alone... and the one thing I hate above all is to wake up alone... especially on Sunday.

- Alright, we'll wait for you tomorrow then. - I'll bring the champagne...

- See you tomorrow then... - Good night.

- Good night, especially to you. - Yes, well...

- Bye, then. See you tomorrow... - Ciao.

David?

David? David?

David?

What a shame... to do this to a beautiful lady like you... It's unfair...

It's unfair....

For who?

For what?

For a slut...

What a mess, let me tell you...

Where's my daughter? Where's my daughter?

Don't worry. She's s safe. Now we're going to work.

No!

No! No!

No!

Come on, your mom's probably getting anxious.

Yes? Wait, here she is.

Hello, Mrs. Briand? Here's Christine...

You dirty bitch!

- Hello mom?! - Hello? Sweetheart! Where are you?

- Come mom! - Tell me, where are you?

No, I want to see mom!

What do you want me to do?!

- What do you want me to do?! - We're going to write a little letter together, huh?

Here it is! Write what I say!

Yes...

"I, Eliane Briand, in this night of January 7th, being of sound mind and body, declare..."

"Having killed... Having killed..." Write! "with a knife..."

"Having killed with a knife my husband David Briand and his mistress Diane Valera."

"And his mistress Diane Valera..." Write, God damn it!

"I acted, while temporarily insane..."

"And now I'm going to kill myself within the next few minutes... I leave my house, and all my goods, to Mr. Charles and..."

"To Mr..."

"To Mr..."

"And Mrs. Charles Bronsky..." B-R-O-N-S-K-Y.

- "And I confide them the custody of my daughter Christine." - Nobody will believe me... - You don't have anything to say, alright?

But I spent all day long in the studio! Nobody will believe me!

- Hazel knows what has to be done! - No! She's crazy! She's insane!

Take this, it'll calm you down! Take this! Take this!

Drop it, slut. Drop it or I'll tear you apart.

Bitch.

I'll... I'll hit you...

I'll hit you...

Die...

We're gonna kill your daughter, slut!

We're gonna kill your kid!

Don't...

Cry...

I know you're here!

You're going to write me that letter!

Come and write me that letter!

I'm gonna skin you...

I'm gonna skin you...

I'm gonna skin you...

Wait...

You have to write me...

The letter...

God waits for me... This way.

Quick! This way!

We'll take position here on the left. Careful, huh!

She locked herself inside the water tower with the two girls when she saw us coming.

- We don't know whether or not she's armed. - But, I don't know... Did she force her?

I mean, can't you storm the front?

Too risky. There's only one entrance. It's impossible to have a clear shot.

Anyways, your daughter is her hostage,

- She doesn't have a reason to hurt her. - "A reson"? She's crazy! There is no reason! She set the trailer on fire, now she's going...

- No! Leave me alone! You aren't going to... - Calm down. - She's crazy! I know her!

She'll probably first formulate her demands...

We have to wait...

Where's my daughter?

I'd like to see my daughter...

Sweetheart, your hair is messed up...

What will the neighbors think?

That your mom abandoned you?

That you're an unhappy little girl? Oh, no!

Let's go back home...

You'll help your dad in the garden and mom'll do all the housework, alright?

Hazel Bronsky, let the girl go and you won't get hurt.

You little pest!

You'll get it for the others!

No!

Don't move, OK?

Mom!

Come on...

Subtitles: Budey Editor: Schwenkstar