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- Yes? - It's Rolex.

To see Papa Sanou.

ONLY THE ANIMALS

Hi there, you.

Ah! You OK?

What are you doing?

Nothing.

Forgot I was coming?

No.

Let's look at this inside.

Yeah.

Here.

OK...

Check it over and sign.

You need to get up to date on hygiene monitoring.

Did you fix a date?

Not yet.

You have to.

Don't waste time.

What?

Remember what you said the first day I came here?

"I only talk to the animals and my dog."

It's true.

Oh, yeah?

I love your hands.

I love it when you touch me.

Joseph...

You weren't really with me today.

The same anxieties?

Is that it?

Have the noises come back?

I need to be alone.

I need to be alone.

Don't say that.

We do each other good.

You seem better to me anyhow.

This low-pressure zone in place over central France

is bringing heavy snow...

Michel, are you eating with me?

- I'm busy with the accounts. - OK.

Last night, a violent blizzard struck the Causse plateau,

leaving many homes without power even now.

For now, police efforts are focused on a missing woman

whose car was found abandoned at the side of the road.

So far, there are no leads.

Here.

- It's ossobuco. - Thanks.

I had to draw on our joint account.

Mercier wanted a deposit for the shed.

Hadn't you already paid?

No, that was the pump.

A woman is missing.

- Really? Where? - On the plateau.

I saw her car.

Were you up there?

Yes, for my rounds.

I'll leave you.

- Good evening, Dad. - Hi.

Ossobuco. Shall I warm it?

All right.

Is he managing?

"He" has a name. He's called Michel.

- Your pills. - Thanks.

Do you still fuck?

Stop that, Dad.

Meaning you don't.

It's none of your business.

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

Mrs Calvet called the surgery

to learn Mrs Lojewski is on sick leave, with no replacement,

and they don't know when she'll be back.

- Is that right? - Yes.

No, don't see what you can do, find someone to take over.

All right.

I'm counting on you. Call me.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

Well...

We'll manage it. I won't back off.

You're sweet.

- It's good to be optimistic. - Yes.

Necessary, I'd say.

Do you love your husband?

Yes, of course.

You're safe, then.

That woman who's missing,

she didn't love her husband

and he didn't love her.

When you love,

nothing can happen to you.

Nothing.

The search is complicated by the amount of snow

and the driving winds.

There is no news yet of the missing Parisian woman

whose car was found abandoned.

She has been named as Evelyne Ducat,

who has a holiday home in a renovated local sheep farm.

Her husband, Guillaume Ducat, was away when she disappeared.

He was travelling abroad.

He has just returned and gave us this statement.

I can't explain it.

Evelyne is independent, but not rash.

We don't always tell each other everything we do.

But it has been 48 hours, and I'm starting to worry.

It's freezing out.

- Is it a bad time? - No.

- Do you want a coffee? - I wouldn't say no.

This weather's something else.

- Here. - Thank you.

- It's hot. - I've just made it.

- You wanted something? - Yes.

Between you and me, the Evelyne Ducat thing...

- We're getting nowhere. - Ah.

If she were lost in the storm, we'd have found her body.

What are you thinking?

You see a lot of people.

Maybe you heard things that could help.

Nothing precise. Rumours.

Such as?

Just senseless gossip.

OK.

Know Joseph Bonnefille?

Yes.

He's insured by us.

I saw him earlier. He's a bit of a loner.

Do you know him well?

Not that well.

I've handled his file for a few months.

Losing his mother shook him up.

- Do you suspect him? - No, no.

I'm just curious.

- OK? - Hi.

Just checking on you.

I wondered if you two saw anything during the storm.

We're still looking for Guillaume Ducat's wife.

I have no time for that.

OK...

I guess I'll be going.

See you.

Bye.

You have no time for it either.

Why do you say that?

Your round keeps you busy.

What do you mean?

Cheat on me all you like with your dropout.

But don't come crying to me after.

Joseph?

Joseph?

Joseph!

Joseph?

What are you after?

You scared me.

But...

What happened to your dog?

Someone shot him.

Who?

No idea.

Are you OK?

Joseph?

What's wrong?

You can talk to me.

Why have you come?

Because...

I love you.

I'm not interested.

I don't believe you.

What have you done?

Joseph, you can talk to me. I can listen.

Get out.

Get the hell out!

Don't cry.

Don't cry.

Hold on, I don't get it.

Will you press charges?

No, I won't press charges.

Get off my back!

Who was that?

Press charges against who?

Michel...

Talk to me.

Michel...

Michel.

Come with me.

Come inside.

Did Joseph do this?

Did you fight?

Did you kill his dog?

Did you, Michel?

Alice!

Alice!

Alice!

Where's your husband?

No idea. With the animals.

The hell he is. They haven't been fed.

He thinks life is a holiday? I'll feed them.

Goddamn layabout!

Dad! Stop it!

You can't exert yourself.

Get off my back.

Cédric, can you come here, please?

I had an affair with Joseph.

At first, I just wanted to help.

I wanted to revive him.

Give him gentleness and pleasure.

I didn't feel I was in love with him.

But you were.

Yes.

Michel killed Joseph's dog.

They fought.

It's my fault.

It's all my fault.

That's Michel's car.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

Michel!

Michel!

Michel!

What's wrong?

What, boy?

Shit...

Hi there, you.

Ah! Are you OK?

What are you doing?

Nothing.

Did you forget I was coming?

Shit.

What do you want from me?

Hello.

- Mr Bonnefille? - Yes.

Major Vigier, gendarmerie.

Sorry, this won't take long.

A woman has gone missing.

You must know her - the wife of Guillaume Ducat, Evelyne Ducat.

I don't know her.

And her husband?

Neither.

She'd been here a few days. Perhaps you saw her?

No.

All right.

What's with your dog?

He's hungry.

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

All right.

I'll go now, Mr Bonnefille.

Come here, boy.

Listen to me. You mustn't bark like that.

Get it? Huh?

Get it?

Go on, get in the house.

They're looking for you.

I'll stay with you.

I don't hear the noises here.

Thirty-four.

News of the missing woman?

Not that I know.

Let go of her! Get away!

Get away, I said!

Why did you do it?

Why did you do it?

You're leaving

No, my love, it's nothing

Just a few weeks to wait

You're leaving

My joys, my dreams are for you

There can be no doubt about that

You're leaving

Like a sun that vanishes

Like a summer, like a Sunday

I fear the winter and the cold

I fear the emptiness

The absence

You're leaving

And the birds aren't singing anymore

The world is only indifference

You're the last one.

Yes.

They're all dead.

Yes.

Tell me about it.

Last summer,

- when my mother died... - Yes?

I couldn't face calling anyone.

You left her in her bed?

Yes.

- For a long time? - Yes, a long time.

Until she began to rot?

Yes, until she began to rot.

It doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter a bit.

Joseph!

- What are you after? - You scared me.

But...

What happened to your dog?

Someone shot him.

You can't stay here anymore.

Goodbye.

See you soon.

Table 11.

- Did you like it? - Very much.

I chose well, then.

Yes.

It was delicious.

In Sète.

I told you.

I don't know. A couple of days.

Yes, I'll go to La Palière.

All right.

Me too.

Who was it?

You're a curious little monkey.

- You won't tell me? - My husband.

Are you shocked?

No, I'm not shocked.

But it's a pity.

A pity for whom?

For you or for me?

For us.

Well, for everyone. Even for him.

If it helps, I don't think he cares.

I love your kisses.

- A turnover, two swordfish. - OK.

Little monkey, I hate goodbyes. Next time in Sète, I'll get dessert.

Michel, what's wrong with you?

Arsehole!

Hi.

Hello.

How's it going?

OK. How did you find me?

You mentioned this place.

It's well hidden.

That was the idea.

Is this a bad time?

You're not alone?

Actually, I am.

I just wasn't expecting you.

Put your bag down.

I have a present for you.

It's ugly.

But nice.

Like me.

Who said you were nice?

I feel we could live slotted together.

Slotted together?

Don't laugh, I'm serious.

This kind of thing only happens once in a lifetime.

As soon as I saw you, I felt it.

I adore you.

Don't talk to me as if I was still a kid.

- You are almost. - No.

Marion...

I'm twenty years older than you.

Age doesn't matter.

It does matter.

It's in your mind.

What's in your mind is thinking it doesn't matter.

Marion...

What?

I'd rather you didn't sleep here.

It's Guillaume's house after all.

Here.

It's a bit basic, but it's the only one open in winter.

What are you doing?

To pay for a room.

Are you crazy?

It's nothing. I feel guilty for not letting you sleep over.

So let's go back to yours.

Go on, take it.

I'd rather you feel guilty.

As you want.

Can I help you?

Do you have cheaper rooms?

The prices are all there, Miss.

It's closed.

Please, I'm cold.

This is all I can offer. I can't open the trailers.

It'll do.

I opted for the campsite. I'd rather be with you!

Stop!

What?

Enough of this.

I'm cold.

I ache all over, I slept badly.

You should've taken the money.

No, you should've let me sleep at yours.

Why own a dog if you love being alone?

I'm company for him.

I didn't want a pet.

But he insisted.

He followed me on a beach and never left.

Adopt me.

I'd like to keep things light.

You find me heavy?

I find you irresistible,

but a bit too...

Too?

I don't know... Too much.

I have no idea what "too much" means.

Your husband?

Yes.

- I