Original subtitles

...

A cry is raised.

The goat chevrote.

We honk.

Children cheerfully write.

The goat chevrote.

- Yes ? - It's Rolex.

I'm here to see Papa Sanou.

Mysterious music

...

The blizzard is whistling.

...

She honks hornily.

...

...

Bark

- Ah! So, you?

Ah! Are you ok?

What are you doing ?

- Nothing.

- Did you forget that I was coming?

- No.

- Are we going back?

Are we going to see everything? - Yeah.

- Here ... So! You check and you sign.

If we want to advance, be up to date on health monitoring.

- Yes. - Did you make an appointment?

- Not yet. - Well, you have to do it, huh.

Don't hang around.

- What?

- You remember what you told me the first day I came?

"I can speak only to animals and my dog. "

- It is true.

- Yeah.

I love your hands.

She sighs.

I love it when you touch me.

She screams in pleasure.

Oh, Joseph ...

You weren't too much with me, today.

Is that your anxiety?

Is that? It's the noises, they came back?

- I need to be alone. I need to be alone.

- Don't say that. We are doing good, both of us.

Huh?

In any case... I think you are better.

Intriguing music

...

* - This depression settles on the southern departments

and brings snowy episodes.

- Michel? Are you eating with me?

* - I still have accounts. - OKAY.

* - A violent snowstorm fell on the Causse M�jan,

* depriving homes of electricity

* still currently.

* What concerns the gendarmerie, it's the disappearance of a woman.

* His car was found, abandoned on the side of the road.

* The searches yielded nothing.

- Here, it's osso buco.

- Thank you.

I took a sample on the joint account.

Mercier wanted the hangar down payment. - Is that so ?

I thought you paid for it? - No, it was the pump.

- A woman has disappeared.

- Is that so ? Where? - On the Causse.

I saw his car. - Were you on the Causse?

- Yeah. For my tour.

I leave you.

Good evening dad. - Hello.

She sighs.

- An osso buco. Shall I warm it up for you? - Yes I want.

The other is doing well?

- The other, he has a first name. Michael.

- Mhm ...

- I have your drugs. - Thank you.

Are you still fucking?

- Stop at. Dad-

- So you don't fuck anymore. - No, it's not your onions.

Clink

- No, you don't understand. Let me explain.

Ms. Calvet called the cabinet. Ms. Lojewski is on sick leave.

There is no replacement and we don't know when she returns.

(That's it, huh?) - Yes.

- No, I'm not patient.

Find someone right away to take over.

Okay ... I'm counting on you. You remind me, huh?

Thank you. Goodbye.

Well ! We'll get there, huh.

I'm not going to lick them. - You're cute.

It's good to be optimistic. - Yeah !

Necessary, even, eh!

- Do you like it, your husband?

Alice laughs, embarrassed.

- Yes, of course!

- Then you don't risk anything.

The woman who disappeared,

she did not love her husband.

And neither did her husband didn't like him.

When we love each other,

nothing can happen to you.

Nothing.

* - Research continues in difficult conditions.

* It snowed on the Causse and the wind is blowing.

* No news of this missing Parisian,

* whose car was abandoned.

* This is Evelyne Ducat, which has its secondary residence here.

* A renovated sheepfold.

* Her husband, Guillaume, was not there.

* He was on a business trip and has just returned to the region.

* Here is his testimony.

* - I can't understand his absence.

* She is an independent woman. We are a couple

* which does not permanently liquefy but after 48 hours, yes, I am worried.

There is a knock on the door. - Yes ?

- It's freezing cold. I don't bother you?

- No. Do you want a coffee? - It's no refusal.

- Come on!

- This time is not possible! - Mhm.

Here. - Thank you.

He is hot. - Yes, all costs.

Did you want something? - Yeah.

Do you keep it for yourself? It's about Evelyne Ducat.

We trample a little. - Ah ...

If she got lost in the snow,

we would have found his body.

- Yes. You ... what are you thinking?

- I dunno. You see people. Have you been told useful things?

Alice blows. - Nothing specific.

Rumors. - Like what ?

- No, gossip without interest.

- Well...

You know

Joseph Bonnefille? - Yes.

Uh, he is a member of the mutual.

- I saw him earlier. He's a little wild.

Do you know him well?

- No, no more than that. I take care of his file since this summer.

He had just lost his mother. It had shaken him up a lot.

Do you suspect him of something? - No. I'm not there, I'm looking.

- Are you okay? - Hello.

I came to the news.

Alice or you saw something, the evening of the storm?

We are looking for the woman by Guillaume Ducat.

- I don't have time for that.

- Well...

It was just in case.

See you later. - Hello.

The gendarme goes out.

- You neither, you don't have time for that.

- Why are you saying that? - Your tour is already busy enough.

- What are you talking about ?

- make me cuckold, with your social case.

But if it goes wrong, don't come to cry.

Michel goes out.

- Joseph?

Joseph?

The sheep are bleating.

Joseph!

Joseph?

...

- What are you searching? - Oh, you scared me.

But ... what happened, with your dog?

- Someone shot him.

- But who? - I dunno.

- Are you okay?

Joseph?

What's going on ?

You can talk to me, you know. - Why did you come?

- Well, because ...

I love you.

- I'm not interested.

- I do not believe you.

What did you do ?

Joseph, you can tell me everything, I can bear everything.

- Come on, get the hell out!

Get the hell out, I tell you!

- Do not Cry.

Do not Cry !

Alice is crying.

Moving music

...

- But I don't understand. * - Are you making a complaint?

- I do not wish to file a complaint, no. Give me a break !

- Who were you talking to?

But you want to complain against who ?

Michel, talk to me.

Michel!

But...

Disturbing music

Michel breaks down a door.

Michel starts his car.

...

Michel breathes painfully.

Michel ...

Come. Come on, come inside.

Did Joseph make you?

Huh?

Did you fight?

Did you kill his dog?

Huh? Michel?

We are pounding on the door. - Alice!

...

Alice!

We enter. Alice!

Blows Where is your husband?

- I dunno. With the beasts?

- What a slab! They haven't Have been fed since yesterday.

He thinks he's on vacation? I'm going to feed them.

What a lazy!

The cows are mooing.

- Dad ! Stop!

You are not entitled to physical exertion. - Leave me alone !

* - All�? - Cedric? You can come ?

I had a story with Joseph.

At the beginning ...

I just wanted to help him, that's all.

Give it a taste of life.

Give it ... sweetness, some pleasure.

I didn't feel like to be in love.

- But were you?

- Yes.

Michael killed Joseph's dog.

They fought.

Alice sighs. It's my fault.

Everything is my fault.

Oh...

It's Michel's car.

- Are you sure? - Ah yes !

Mysterious music

...

Michel!

Michel!

...

Michel!

...

The dog barks.

...

...

...

...

- What's wrong ?

...

Hey, the dog?

...

The blizzard is blowing.

The dog barks.

...

The sheep are bleating.

The dog barks.

...

(Whore...)

Whore...

We honk hornily.

...

Alice honks.

Bark

- Ah! So, you?

Ah! Are you ok?

What are you doing ?

- Nothing.

- Bah ...

Did you forget that I was coming?

Alice screams in pleasure.

...

Oh, Joseph ...

Dark music

...

- Whore...

...

What do you want with me?

...

- Hello.

Mr. Bonnefille? - Yeah.

- Major Vigier, gendarmerie.

Sorry, it won't be long.

We learned that a woman has disappeared. You must know it.

The wife of Guillaume Ducat, Evelyne Ducat.

- No, I don't know her.

- And her husband ? - No more.

- His wife was around, these days. Did you meet her?

- No.

- Well...

The dog barks.

...

- What's wrong with your dog?

- He is hungry.

- I'm hungry too, but I don't bark like that!

...

- Yeah.

- Good, very good ...

I leave you, Mr. Bonnefille.

...

- But come the dog! You know, don't bark like that.

Stop barking like that. Understood ? Huh?

You understood ? Come on, go home!

Sordid music

...

They're looking for you.

...

I will stay there with you.

Here I hear more noises.

...

- Thirty-four.

Anything new for the missing?

- I dunno, I am not informed.

The sheep are bleating.

The dog growls.

Drop it!

Go!

The dog barks.

Go, I told you!

Why did you do that? Huh?

Why did you do that?

A burst of fire.

* "You go away" Alain Barri�re and No�lle Cordier

...

- Are you the last?

- Yes.

- Are they all dead?

- Yeah.

- Tell me.

- Last summer,

when my mother died ...

- Yes ?

- I didn't have the courage to prevent.

- Did you leave her in her bed?

- Yeah.

- Long time ? - Yes, for a long time.

- Until it rots?

- Yes, until it rots.

- It is not serious.

No big deal at all.

(Alice) - Joseph!

Joseph?

- What are you searching? - Oh, you scared me.

But ... what happened, with your dog?

- Someone shot him.

Heavy music

...

You can no longer stay here.

...

...

The body crashes heavily.

"You go away" Alain Barri�re and No�lle Cordier

...

Seagulls screech.

- Good evening.

- Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. See you soon. Goodbye.

For the 11.

- Did you like it? - A lot.

- Did I get it right?

- Yes !

It was delicious.

...

Bah, at S�te.

I dunno... Two or three days.

Of course that I go back through the Landing.

Okay.

Yeah me too.

Yes.

- Who was it?

- You are very curious, miss Ouistiti.

- You don't want to tell me? - My husband.

- Ah ...

- Mhm-mhm.

Does it shock you?

- No, it doesn't shock me.

I find it a pity.

- Too bad for whom?

For you or for me? - Well, for us.

Finally, for everyone. Even for him.

- If that can reassure you, I don't think he cares.

I love your kisses.

- A crisp, two swordfish. - Yes.

...

Touching music

...

- Michel! What's the matter with you ?

- Asshole!

...

Hello.

- Hello.

- Are you okay?

- Not bad. But how did you find me?

- You told me about this place. It's well hidden, eh!

- Yeah, that was kind of the idea.

- I bother you?

Are you not alone?

- Yes Yes. I'm alone.

I didn't expect to see you.

Bah, put your bag down.

- Here, I have a gift for you.

Evelyne is moved.

- He's ugly...

but sympathetic.

- Like me.

- Who told you how nice were you? Huh?

- We could live nested one inside the other.

Evelyne laughs.

- Nested?

- Don't make fun of me, I'm serious.

This kind of thing happens to you only once in your life.

As soon as I saw you, I felt that.

- I love you.

- Don't talk to me like that. I'm not a kid.

- Well if, a little, anyway. - No.

- Marion?

I'm 20 years older. - We do not care.

There is no such thing, age. - Ah yes, yes. It exists.

- It's in the head. - Oh no !

What's in the head, is to believe that it does not exist.

Marion?

- What?

- I would prefer that you don't sleep here.

It’s Guillaume’s house, It bothers me.

There. It's not luxury, but it is the only one open in winter.

- What are you doing ? - It's to pay the hotel.

- Isn't it right? - It's nothing !

I feel guilty not to let you sleep at my house.

- We're going home, then! - Go ahead, take it.

- I prefer you feel guilty.

- As you wish.

- Can I help you ?

- Are there cheaper rooms? - The prices are before you.

Intriguing music

...

The bell rings.

...

- It's closed.

- Please, I'm cold.

- I have only to offer. I can't open a mobile home.

- I'll be fine.

...

Stop!

- Well, then?

- No, but I'm fine, huh!

I'm cold.

I ache all over, I did not sleep well.

- Had to accept hotel money.

- No, you had to leave me sleep at home.

- Why do you have a dog, if you like loneliness?

- I keep him company.

I refused any domestic animal.

It was he who insisted.

Huh? Huh?

He followed me on a beach and left me no more.

- Adopt me.

- I would like to stay light, between us.

- Do you find me heavy?

- I find you irresistible, but a little too much ...

- Too much ?

- I dunno. Too much !

- I don't know what that means, me too".

He is your husband ?

- Yeah.

- I want him to die. - Stop it.

- I'll send it.

He will fall seriously ill. - Stop!

Heavy music

...

Marion exclaims.

...

*- Yes ?

(- Someone's out there.)

* - How's that, "someone outside"?

- Someone was spying on me Through the window.

* - You're making movies, Marion. You better sleep, there.

- I miss you.

* - I really can't talk to you, there.

- Come get me.

*- But... Guillaume has just arrived.

* We will not be able to see each other.

- But when does he leave? * - Uh ... I don't know exactly.

* I'll let you know. I'm sorry.

* Good night.

Marion enraged.

...

Intriguing music

...

- Shit!

Evelyne, stop with this! I want you, not your money!

Oh, and shit! She screams in rage.

Marion sighs.

A vehicle is approaching.

- No ! Get in the car! Fant�mas, get in the car!

- Between.

Shall I show you my little caravan? - Yes...

- Is he gone, your husband? - Yeah.

No no. In fact, he was not there.

- How's that?

- I lied to you. He was not there.

- I do not understand.

- I would rather be alone.

- �a ... �a ... Finally, would you prefer to be alone?

- We'll stop seeing each other.

- No.

So there, no. Surely not. - Yes Yes.

You have life in front of you. - But, stop! I do not care.

I want to be with you. - Let me talk.

- What about my feelings?

- I can speak ?

I love you so much, but I don't feel love.

- It's wrong. - It's not my fault.

It's like that, I can't help it. I like to fuck with you.

- But stop! Stop!

- I can't give you what you ask me.

- I ask you nothing! - You ask me a lot.

- No. You think you are strong, but in fact, you're freaked out.

It's not true, that you prefer To be alone. It doesn't exist.

It's just that you're scared. Afraid to really love.

And above all, you are afraid of being loved. It is not serious. I do not care.

I love you for two.

I love you for ten, even, if necessary!

I'll give you everything, I promise. I will make you happy.

Don't you want to be happy? - Stop!

Stop!

Hop!

I have withdrawn money so that you come back.

- You piss me off with your money! What do you take me for?

For a whore? You disgust me!

Marion is crying.

In truth, you disgust me. Really !

Evelyne slams the door.

Tension Music

...

Indistinct blows rise.

...

There is a knock on the door.

...

We enter.

- Miss?

Miss?

Miss, can you hear me?

Miss?

Can you get up?

C�dric Vigier,

National Gendarmerie.

Did you take something?

Drugs, drugs?

Look at me, please.

I have questions on Evelyne Ducat.

She disappeared.

- Oh sorry.

Marion vomits.

- When did you see her?

- I do not know anymore. The evening of the storm.

- Where? - Here.

- She joined you at the campsite? - Yes.

- And?

- We made love.

- And then ?

- Then she left.

- Did you have to see each other again?

- How's that?

- You had agreed to see you again ?

The next day, let's say.

- No, there weren't specific appointments.

- Didn't her silence worry you?

- We were free.

- Why are you hiding from me that she left you?

The guard heard the argument. You'll be hiding here.

She said it was over, right?

What is all this money?

- She gave it to me for me to go.

What happened to him?

Where is she? - I dunno.

There is a knock on the door.

Who is it

- It's me.

- Who is "me"?

- I have...

I need you to explain to me.

- Who are you?

- The guy I got on the phone, just now.

Isn't that the police? Is this a joke?

- What? I understand nothing.

- Amandine ...

- But I don't understand anything.

- What are you beautiful.

It's me. - I do not know you !

- It's me ! - Let me go!

- No. Hey! Hey ...

We're both going to leave.

- Amandine ...

- Go away ! - Amandine.

- Clear! Go away !

- Hush ... - Son of a bitch!

I don't want to see you!

Get out!

Michel walks away crying.

We honk.

- Abidjan-Paris?

- Hey, the fish is small.

You take too much.

- There is not enough catch�k�.

- Leave it to others.

A long blow of the horn rises.

...

- ROLEX! ROLEX!

The crowd exclaims.

- He won a lot.

- You don't recognize him?

It's Rolex the Bourgeois.

He caught a real pigeon.

He's full of aces.

Even his sheep eats salad.

- It's true, he won well.

But not very clearly.

- What did he do ?

- A human sacrifice,

a real zamou. - What?

- It is true.

- It's stories.

- You do not believe me.

But this is the truth. Remember Navarro La Fortune.

He too went to see Papa Sanou.

His pigeons paid a max.

And where is it now?

Dead in a hole! Bad choice.

- At least he knew wealth. It’s better than having a hard time for life.

- H� thief, do you start it in the morning?

- I participate in the colonial debt. - You're just a scammer.

- Go there.

Yeah, that one.

- She is beautiful, natural,

my friend. - Yeah, that's right.

- Her name is Angelina More.

"Always more", in English. She always wants more.

- Do you have any equipment for her? - Of course. Photos, cheap videos.

As a friend.

With these photos, you can catch good fish that will pay.

- I take it. Your Angelina will be my Amandine.

...

Michel laughs.

...

A message beep is raised.

...

He's laughing.

- Yep ... It is a nice "mugu", that!

...

I'm here to see Papa Sanou.

- Wait for me there.

Follow me.

Sit down.

- Hello, Papa Sanou.

I want to tie my "mugu".

I want to be lucky, money.

- I know.

The picture.

Do you have the photo of your format? - Mhm.

You have a lot of luck, she is beautiful.

- It's not luck, eh.

I chose it for this. I bought photos and videos.

- Chance. - No, not even.

- Shut up !

What do you know about spirits?

Chance is greater than you.

Fool!

What's her name ?

- For my pigeon, Amandine.

- Amandine ...

Do you know what love is?

- Yes. - No. You do not know.

Love, it's giving what you don't have.

You understand ? - Yes.

- Give what we have,

is to party.

Love, it's giving what you don't have.

Repeats.

- Love is giving what we don't have.

- Are you ready to give what you don't have?

- Yes.

- Fill your mouth.

Go ahead, fill it up.

Spits on the photos.

Your White, there,

he wants you.

He needs all your love.

Yes.

What you are going to ask, he will give it to you.

And your fortune will grow.

- Thank you, Papa Sanou.

- You'll thank me later. Now listen to me.

When the white man spits in the basin,

you will come back here to give their share to the spirits.

You understood ?

- Yes, well understood.

...

- I dunno.

He types on the keyboard.

- Oh, he bites! Ha!

He bites ! Ha!

He sneers.

Oh yeah !

Yeah. - Yeah!

- 1000 euros, is it good? - Its good.

Michel whistles, amazed.

A message arrives.

Michel sighs.

...

- Oh, it works! - Yes!

- Walk. - You can do it !

They congratulate each other.

- Great. They move.

You're so kind. Too much, too much, even.

- My darling, to thank you,

I'm going to send you something.

A little video!

Hop there!

They laugh.

- Yeah ...

- I know he's going get "badly bad" today!

*- Hi you !

...

Intriguing music

...

- Tomorrow, I have to go to Mende. - OKAY.

...

- Excuse me.

Do you sell PCS coupons? - Yes.

- I want it for 1000 euros.

...

Hundred.

Two hundred.

One two three four five.

He's laughing.

- The money!

- This is money!

- Money ! - Yeah.

- I've never seen so many!

The general, the general! Enjoy the process.

- You look like a general! - Hey, yo!

But you're being sapped too, huh!

* Club music

* - Are you okay?

Are you okay?

- YEAH!

* - Good evening and welcome to the evening the most prestigious in Abidjan!

* Tonight, the godfather, this is the general CFA!

* The most generous

of the generals!

General CFA, the prestigious boy.

* Look at her "body"! Look at his pants!

* Yes, general!

He will get up! General CFA!

Off!

It must be shifted, h�!

That's it, general!

Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut!

Cut, cut!

* Cut! Cut! Oh, he took out the package!

* General CFA! The man for whom the CFA has no secrets!

* General CFA!

* Make your noise!

* Make your noise! Be smart! The counter !

* ATM. * ATM.

* Exhaust it! General alert!

* Work alert, shift, detachment

* Ah, tattoo! Tatouma!

* Tatouma, general General!

* Come on, raise your hands, everybody ! Ovation!

* The homeless! The No Financial Difficulties!

* General CFA!

* General CFA!

* Fan! Fan!

* Fan!

* Fan! Fan! Fan!

* CFA storm!

* The storm of money!

* Festive music

...

- Look, it's Monique! - What?

- Monique! Monique! Looked !

...

She became even more beautiful. Go and see her.

Go ahead. Oh !

Oh, get up!

The general!

The general!

...

- Monique?

...

Monique?

Monique?

It's been a long time.

It's been a long time.

Monique laughs.

He's laughing.

- Stop, you make me laugh too, there!

...

- Is it your place here? - Yes !

- Are you a millionaire?

- What is it?

Stop with your big eyes, it looks like a fish.

- Serious, tell me the truth.

- He's a Frenchman. He invested in the mines.

- A Frenchman? - Yes.

He is not wicked, he leaves me alone.

I have to be there when he comes on business.

- What about Flora?

- He's nice to her.

- Can I see her ?

- you look at her but you don't wake her up.

- OKAY.

She is very pretty.

- This is my treasure.

- Do you think she took my nose?

- No ... I hope not!

Hush ...

...

Come.

- Ah yes, go ahead!

Of course!

- Yeah ...

- Does your wife say nothing?

- "She doesn't know."

He's laughing.

You don't like it, yeah Ah!

Oh, my darling!

He's laughing.

- What about my ass?

- Would you like to kiss him?

- Yep!

He sighs, satisfied.

Just go ! Say it !

- I want to kiss him. We enter.

- Have you just had dinner?

- Not immediately, I have accounts.

- Shall I bring you your meal?

- Later.

- OKAY.

- I have a gift for you too.

Close your eyes.

OK, you can open them.

- You are crazy !

- Look, there is a diamond.

It's a real one, huh!

- He is too beautiful. He must have cost you a fortune.

- Yes ! All that I have won.

All !

I don't even celebrates the Maquis.

Monique sighs. - Armand ...

- Yes ?

- I will not leave my white man. Neither for you nor for anyone.

I tell you to not that you tell stories.

- I'm not telling myself stories.

I'm going to offer you more than your white man. A big house.

The best schools for Flore.

I'll prove it to you. Trust me.

Michel is surprised.

It inspires with pain.

He bangs his desk.

He sighs.

- Thank you, dear.

- I love you.

I am waiting for you.

Bewitching music

...

- Chance is bigger than you.

...

- So,

what did they say ?

- That it was tension. - Well yeah, it doesn't surprise me.

You're stressed.

- No nervous tension, but arterial.

- We can be very calm and have it.

It comes from the heart.

- Yes, but the heart, nerves, everything is connected!

Yes it is !

Ah!

We can take it.

Michel leaves. Alice is surprised.

Michel! What's the matter with you ? - But nothing, nothing.

- But what’s wrong?

But, poor!

Heavy music

No, but still! - I'm fine.

- It doesn't happen!

...

- I was with my wife.

- What he is talking about ?

- There, he's crazy, huh!

- He believes so much in your love that he sees Amandine at home.

- But there, I tell him what, now ?

- It's spoiled. Say goodbye, it's dead.

- No, I'm not going to say goodbye.

- Sure? - Yes, sure.

- But I don't know where she is! Why is he asking? I dunno.

He plays.

- No, you have to wait, you know.

- How you gonna do, for money ?

- You're out of luck, brother.

- Speak.

- It's the "zamou".

Luck has left me. I no longer have the zamou.

- There is something preventing. - Yes.

- And you know the reason. - Yes.

- Say it all.

- I forgot to come and see you.

- You forgot to come see me.

- Yes. - Because it won for you.

- Yes.

- You spent it all and you forgot the spirits.

- Yes.

- Request forgiveness.

'On your knees!

- Sorry, Papa Sanou.

- It will be 4000 euros.

- What? 4000 euros?

He exclaims.

- Bah ...

Michel is surprised.

- Ah!

- But why ?

- Oh shit !

But how much do you owe them?

4000 euros?

(Ah, well yeah, but no, there ...)

- I want to see you first.

- I don't care!

Too bad, huh!

I want to see you.

(Evelyne) - Stop!

Stop! Hop!

- But you piss me off, with your money, there!

But what do you take me for? For a whore?

You disgust me!

In truth, you disgust me. Really !

- Oh ! - A�e!

Marion sobs.

Oppressive music

...

- Are you wrong? - Do you like to make you suffer?

- What are you talking about ? Who are you?

- I am nobody.

- Well, I call the police.

Evelyne screams.

Michel pushes a role.

A dog barks.

Heady music

...

Joseph's dog barks.

- Get on with it.

The dog barks.

- Yeah, he knows his job. Look at him, focused.

They laugh. Look at his head.

- He's a weirdo. He's naughty, even.

They laugh.

- Look at his eyes! Looked !

- A doe look!

He receives a message.

...

Scary music

- Police !

...

- Is that you, Amandine?

- Answer! Is that you, Amandine?

- Yes. - So ?

- Haven't you been taught honesty?

- Yes. - So why are you doing this?

- The ones you scam deserve that you make fun of their love?

- No...

- We will call the one you scammed.

* - All�? - Mr. Michel Farange?

*- Yes.

- Inspector Jean-Baptiste Siako, of the cybercrime pole of Abidjan.

*- Yes ?

- Mr. Farange, you were in Contact with a woman named Amandine.

*- Why this question ? - This girl doesn't exist.

* I have the con artist in front of me. His name is Armand.

- Wait, I don't understand, there.

* - Mr. Farange, would you like press charges against him?

- I do not wish to file a complaint, Give me a break !

- Who were you talking to?

Who do you want to file a complaint against?

Michel ... talk to me!

Michel!

But...

- Who is it?

(- It's me.)

- Who is me" ?

- I need you to explain.

Fight - Go away !

- Amandine. - Clear! Go away !

- Hush ... - Son of a bitch!

I don't want to see you!

Get out!

Michel growls in annoyance.

He sobs.

...

- It was Joseph who made you this?

Huh?

Did you fight?

Did you kill his dog?

Huh? Michel?

Oppressive music

...

A loose cow.

...

Michel!

Michel!

Michel!

A horn sounds.

- Wait, wait!

...

- Hello. - Sir.

- I'm looking for Armand. - Who's that?

- Armand. - Armand? There is no Armand here.

I tell you that there is no Armand.

- Armand? - Let people work.

- Armand? - There is no Armand, sir.

Please.

- The 109, please. - There.

- Armand!

Armand!

Hello, Armand. - Hello, Monique.

- I was looking for you. Your sister told me that you work around here.

- Yes, I'm helping my uncle.

- It's good.

I wanted to say goodbye to you.

- You go away ?

- Yes. Flora and me, we are going to live in France.

I wanted to put you back, too.

Take it, you can sell it. You are in trouble.

- I'm not in trouble. Keep it, I had chosen it for you.

Take care of the little one.

- Did you ask to see me? - Yeah.

Had a good time we haven't seen each other.

- Did you call me for this? - Yes.

- I have work. - You work ? Good luck.

Intriguing music

...

Hey, come here.

...

It's him,

the young in gray, the. - Which ?

- The gray T-shirt, over there.

Look well.

...

- Hey! You recognize me ?

Are you kidding? Huh? - Non.

- Yes, you must have laughed.

- I don't have the ... I don't have the ...

I will reimburse you. - I don't care, money!

You understand ? I don't care, money.

...

A message arrives.

...

Michel laughs.

Heady music

...

...

The blizzard is blowing.

...

"You go away" Alain Barri�re and No�lle Cordier

...

SME subtitling: Damien Armengol for VIDEAUDI