All language subtitles for I Cant Sleep (1994) Jai pas sommeil

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I CAN'T SLEEP

France Inter, 6:40.

Many of our listeners aren't young,
as your letters show.

There are a lot of old people in Paris.

If you want to live to 100, be careful.

Don't open your door to strangers.
The granny killer is out.

It's in the news.

Follow my advice and remain happy.

Now, some music.

- What can I get you?
- Coffee. Big.

- Sasha?
- This is Alexander Shimetov.

Speak after the tone.

It's Da�ga. I'm in Paris. I'll call you back.

Thank you.

- How much?
- 34.10 francs.

Write it down.

Three croissants,
a call, and a coffee. 34.10 francs.

One croissant!

No, three croissants,
a call, and a coffee. 34.10 francs.

Give me that.

Unbelievable. It's always like that.

It was the same on St. Germain.

Miss!

No parking here. Niet good. No good.

- Pedestrian crossing.
- What are these plates?

- Car plates?
- Lithuania.

Lithuania or not, there are laws here.

Clam up, seal dick.

We'll impound it next time!

Are you asleep?

No.

- That's mine.
- Take it, then.

Is Mona here?

Come on.

Excuse me, miss.

I'd like to open my door.

It's me, Aunt Ira.

- Me who?
- Sharunas' granddaughter.

Da�ga!

I didn't expect you so soon.

Come in, come in.

Pick up all your junk.

Bring it all inside. Come in, dear.

You're weighed down like a packhorse.

Good Lord!

All that, too?

Holy Mother of God! Come on.
What else is left now?

That's perfect!

Very good.

You must be worn out?

I came by car.

By car?

Have you lost your mind?

All set?

No, that's Mom's.

- I can't use it, then?
- Go ahead, she left it.

Thanks.

- Are you okay?
- I'm okay.

Can I take a shower?

Help yourself to a towel.

Do you mind me coming?

I never know when you're going to turn up.

Still off to Martinique?

Yes.

There's nothing there.

The trip must have cost you a fortune.

The trip must have cost you a fortune.

The gas and all. What a stupid idea!

Still, we can't judge, of course.

Life is different here.
That perestroika of yours. . .

I don't know where it's got you.

- Nowhere.
- Nowhere, you say?

Exactly. Me, too.

I think it got you nowhere.

More?

Look at you, you're a real beauty.

When you don't know how to do anything. . .

Beauty can be a big help.

What are we going to do with you?
Where are we going to put you?

It's impossible here.
This isn't exactly a palace.

Make yourself at home.
Go on, make yourself comfortable.

What's that? Your belly!

Don't tell me you're pregnant?

Tell me!

It was a big fish.

It's always out of order.

It's a long way to climb up.

Modern technology! What a joke!

I need a rest.

Let's go. You go first.

No one visited.

I hadn't seen her for a week.

- What's going on?
- The police.

- Where are you going?
- The eighth floor.

- Ira, darling!
- Still in bed?

I was just about to get up and shave.

Ow! Your beard.

Come in. It's a pleasure.

Hello.

- Enjoy it.
- Thank you.

Go into the living room.

I'll warm up some coffee.

It's yesterday's. Do you take sugar?

No time, Vassia!

And the young lady?

This is Da�ga, my great niece.

Welcome.

- She's come from Vilnius.
- On holiday?

Idiot! What holiday?

Like everyone else, she wants to stay.

Vassia, give her a place to stay here.

- Ira, you know I love you.
- So?

Look at the way I live.

The Bulgarian dancer can't even dance. . .

Yet I keep him anyway.

There's the Ukrainian and her daughter.

And that one eating there.
Where can I put her, Ira dear?

- Unless she comes in with me?
- You chatterbox!

In my bed!

She hasn't got a penny. . .

And doesn't speak any French.

Miss, go outside to smoke.

The smell.

I called the police.

Nobody else would have.

I hadn't seen her for a week.

And the flies. . . .

Clear the corridor.

Imagine dying like that.

No one cares about these old people.

What terrible times!

- Okay since this morning?
- I don't know.

Well? Is that all?

A little tired.

Me, too, miss. Human beings are animals.

Goodbye.

What do they want?

They've been tailing me all day.

Lord, that's all we needed!

You're not supposed to be here.
Children sit in back.

If they stop us,
we'll both go to jail, you know.

I know.

- Is that your son?
- Yes.

He's cute.

Yes, this way.

What's that?

Is it another book?

- Would you like a Coke?
- Yeah!

I'd prefer a beer.

I'll get you a Coke, I don't have beer.

Mind the wallpaper. I just had it redone.

Thanks.

I'm through. What do you think?

Maybe it was better
on the opposite wall, wasn't it?

What do you think?

I really don't know.

It takes up so much room.

- Coming?
- Yes.

Here are the bills for the material.

I haven't been to the bank yet.

- I can give you a check.
- No, no checks.

We said cash.

- Call back tomorrow.
- No, I can't.

I'd put some aside for shopping.

500 francs, 1,000 francs,
1,500 francs, 2,000 francs. There.

We said 3,000 francs.

I've only got 2,000 francs.

3,000 francs or I take it away again.

I could have had a professional
for that price.

Come on.

I mean, it's like the black market. . .

If I can put it that way.

It is off the books.

Your turn, Marie-Rose!

To the right, girls. Be nasty!

Kick! Block! Kick! Block!

Knees higher! You're being attacked!

He wants your cash!

One more!

Good, D�d�.

Next move.

Right. Balls, forehead. Let's go.

One! Two! Good. Try it again.

One! Two! Balls! Forehead!

You won't be laughing if it's a killer.

Jacqueline! One! Two! Good.

Come on, ducky. One! Two! Perfect.

The balls aren't that high. Try to remember.

Balls! Forehead! One more.

Go for the nuts, Ginette!

One! Two!
Don't blink, you're being attacked!

It's self-defense.

It's terrible in France.

They slaughter grannies.

Fist! Fist!

Shout! Block!

Fist! Fist! Shout! Block!

And bow like I showed you.

In that dump? That shitty broom cupboard?

It's the dining room!
I need the rooms for guests.

Make your hotel useful for once
instead of just getting fat off it.

- What a bitch!
- Am I wrong?

We stand together. We help one another.

We're Slavs.

You can't even put her up!

All right, you win.

I'll have her at the hotel.

Are you fighting?

Dushka, she did the trip in one go.

I'm not worried about her.

Have you seen my letter?

I can't understand Russian.

I wrote here. . .

That I'd like my little niece,
whom I don't know. . .

To come to Paris to kiss me
before I close my eyes for good.

Is that okay?

Come here.

Feel that?

It's good. I'd have preferred leather.

Let's see.

If you've got 5,000 francs
your tuxedo's ready.

Hi, Doctor.

Bye.

Thanks.

This crate's a piece of shit!

You'll see, Paris is great in summer.

Okay, Mom. I'll see to them.

Good. Give me a registration form.

Sit down. Over there, sit down.

You'll see, it's comfortable.

I'll move all this mess. . .

To make room for you.

In fact, it's better than a room. . .

Except that there's no bathroom.

It used to be a dining room, but I closed it.

The guests breakfast in their rooms.

This is for junk now. Come and help me.

We'll make up the bed. Take that.

Put it there.

Quick, grab the armchair.

Put it there.

I'll get you some sheets. . .

And some towels.

There's a shower on the first floor.

A shower.

SHOWERS

- Telephone?
- The phone?

I'll explain. We'll buy you a card
for the phones in the street.

Phoning from here is expensive.
Tonight's okay, though.

Is this the number?

It's ringing.

Here.

No reply?

- Not speaking.
- Not speaking?

Tell me, do you know anyone in Paris?

- For work.
- Oh, right.

Be careful here. Really, be very careful.

If you get lost, here's the address.

Hey, boys, how about paying
for last month?

Money doesn't grow on trees!

- Tomorrow.
- Every day, it's "tomorrow."

All right, tomorrow.

Have fun tonight.

Try not to behave!

They're so nice. So nice!

Do you want to eat with us?

Mother dines early.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Bitch!

- Don't you find me attractive?
- I'm only human.

- Okay?
- I'm sorry?

- Everything okay?
- Yes, I'm fine. Just fine.

What do you want?

Did I wake you?

It's just a bad dream.

- It's nothing.
- I know.

- Like it?
- Yes.

To the right? Want to see?

Yes.

Like it?

- Comfortable?
- Yes.

Okay?

Not too cold to sleep?

The door was open. I knew you were here.

Sleep.

I came.

So I see.

It's freezing.

What do you want?

I want to be here.

Are you sure?

I'm scared of leaving, Th�o.
I want to stay here.

Mona, my mind's made up.

- You don't love me the way I love you.
- I love you the way I love you.

Me, too.

Bring me your photos, Camille.
Come and see me.

Promises, promises.

Anyway, you're no good
unless you're naked.

Hello.

- Aren't you staying?
- Stupid.

More horrible news today.

I mentioned the old lady found dead. . .

In her tiny apartment
on the rue des Epinettes in Paris.

A famous street.

There was a film once.
Le Costaud des Epinettes.

It's in the 18th District.
Just like the Moulin Rouge. . .

The rue Lepic,
the Moulin de la Galette and others.

It's a happy district.

Okay, Da�ga, I've finished.

After the sink, scrub it all well. Okay?

Change the sheets on this floor.
We're upstairs.

France is Afraid

Cut it out, Camille!

It's my bed.

Give me that.

Okay, I'll stop.

I'd like to speak to Alexander Shimetov.

Hello, it's Da�ga Bartas.

How are you?

Very well, thanks. Can I talk to Abel?

After the rehearsal. Hold on, spell it.

Odeon Theater. . .

Paul Claudel Square.

I have an appointment
with Alexander Shimetov.

- Your name, please?
- Da�ga Bartas.

Miss Bartas is here.

All right.

I told him, please wait.

Sorry, please not speak fast.

I told him, please wait.

Sorry, we're in a meeting.

- I can't move on that set!
- It's not your problem.

- The blue's no good.
- It's a photocopy, that's why.

I can't choose from a photocopy.
Do a watercolor or something.

Don't make me choose from that.

Hello.

- How are you doing?
- Fine.

Visiting Paris?

- No, not visiting.
- Not visiting.

What do I tell her?

Listen, Sasha, tell her this season. . .

It's complicated. I mean, we're full.

Maybe next year. Next year. . .

In the Russian series, maybe.

Tell her nicely.

Abel's very pleased to see you.
He says he remembers you well. . .

From the course back home. . .

But the play has been canceled this year.

It's put off till next year.

I'm sure he'll take you.

- Are you staying another year?
- Yes.

You'll learn French. You're gifted.

Want a coffee?

Tea.

Sasha, get me a tea, please.

Come on, Da�ga. . .

I want to talk to you.

I'll explain. Things aren't simple.

You and I will have dinner together.
Understand?

- Tomorrow?
- No, not tomorrow.

Whenever you want.

You're going to meet people,
do loads of things. . .

You'll learn French.

See you.

190 Police Officers to Hunt Down
the Old-lady Killers

You were away a while.

- Good appointment?
- Yes, good.

Well, Da�ga. . .

Are you leaving us?

Next year, maybe.

Next year, maybe.
You're very pretty, you know. . .

But you dress so badly.
Look at yourself in the mirror.

A smooth face is so beautiful!

You're lucky. Life's beginning.
You can do anything.

If you're broke at your age. . .

It doesn't matter.

Come on, Camille, it's ready.

Take it to your room, honey.

I've got ice cream.

Going skiing?

It was a bargain.

What's that?

For you. You've got nothing for the concert.

If you don't like them, I can exchange them.

No, they're fine.

I can't wear them all day,
but I'll get used to them.

They pinch?

No, they're fine. I like them.

My feet look small.

They pinch, they're too small.

I got the tickets.

- You got them?
- Yes, I bought the tickets.

You dropped this.

No, it all dropped on me.

That's mine. Hello, Mom.

You always turn up at the right moment.

Not hungry?

It's too spicy.

You're unbelievable.

I don't know,
maybe it's none of my business. . .

But how will you live in Martinique?

In the morning,
I'll take my canoe to go fishing.

Mona will pound manioc for my lunch.

She'll fetch water from the river. . .

One kilometer from the house.
It's all there for the taking.

The bamboo hut, bananas, avocados.
Clothes? Why bother?

You live nude all day there.

Money? No need.

I'll barter.

It's paradise.

Thanks a lot, Th�o.

Okay?

Who is it?

Camille, come on in.

My mother's here.

- Okay?
- Fine. He's Th�o's brother.

Want some ice cream?

No, no ice cream.

What do you want?

- Have you got a minute?
- What's wrong?

- I want to ask you something.
- Yes?

See you later.

Is he going away with you?

I don't think so.

That child's exhausted.

Put him to bed
instead of dumping him there.

Oh, enough!

I'll be back.

- Th�o?
- He ran out like a lunatic.

It's not my business. . .

But why doesn't Th�o go alone
to start off with?

I could take care of the baby.

- I've got nothing else to do.
- Give me a break.

You never stay put anywhere.
You won't stay there.

- Get off my back!
- You're mean.

- I'm coming out with you.
- Family gathering.

- It's all I've got.
- I didn't come for that.

Wait! Where are you going?

- All right, I'm calm.
- Me, too.

- Screw the tickets, I'm staying!
- Okay, fine.

- Wait a minute!
- What for?

I can't keep up!

You say you can't talk to anyone here,
but have you tried?

I've waited too long. You'll never be ready.

Whenever we talk, you run to your sister's.

Fucking react!

And that?

- Life will be shit there, too!
- Lf you want.

Fuck off. I'll stay here with the kid.

I've canceled the lease.

Yeah?

I'm going to get him.

Leave him be, you hear me?

- Who is it?
- Mona!

You're back already?

Open up, damn it!

Two fucking days is a record
for you and Th�o. Pain in the ass.

- Open up!
- This isn't a fucking hotel.

- Jump!
- Cut it out.

What's up? This is new. Scared of me now?

But I proved so many times. . .

That you could count on me, right?

I want to leave.

What do you mean, "I want to leave"?

What do you mean by that?
What do you mean? What's up?

Aren't we good together? What's up?

Are you scared of me?

I love you.

Yeah. Say that again.

- You love me?
- Yes, I love you.

I'd like to leave.

Sure.

You can't get rid of me. You know that?

Know that?

Do you know that?

You know it.

You can't.

- Thank you.
- It's heavy.

Put that there.

Some things are too heavy for me.

Something to drink? Sit down.

You must be tired.

Are you on holiday?

You're not unemployed, I hope.

You don't want this?

- You'd prefer coffee?
- Yes.

I'll make you a coffee. Come on.

Come on.

You're strong.

I'm alone. My curtain rod fell.
I can't open the window.

Could you put it back up?

I'll pay you for it.

I don't know.

You're very kind.

Do you like it strong or weak?

Strong or. . . .

I see what you mean,
but how do you define security?

Security is being in a safe place. . .

And knowing it. Or believing it.

It means being reassured.

It's very subjective.

Who can be safe from death?

Thanks, Camille.

Can you describe him?

Yes, sir.

Wait in your room. I'll be right back.

It doesn't matter.

I'm really wiped out.

- Mom.
- Yes?

- Go to bed now.
- No, I can't sleep.

She won't miss a minute.
You really knock it back.

It's my stories.
I know what makes you laugh.

- It's me and my men.
- Yes, stories about men are good.

It's all different now.

I know.

They still move me.

It's true, you know.

I know.

The way they look at me has changed.

Listen to this.

That's lovely.

You're pretty, you know.

Come on, you've had enough.

Do you ever dance?

Listen to that.

I rubbed against a few to this!

You're totally sloshed!

You want to lead? Lead, then.

You can't even stand!

You can't stand up.

My white wine did that to you.

Even sloshed you're pretty.

Are you okay?

- Yes, I'm fine.
- Are you the night watchman?

Got a cigarette for me?

Your hands are cold.

- Have a good night.
- Good night.

Does the tape player come with it?

He asked if you're selling the transistor, too.

And my ass, too?

I'm afraid she can't, it's a family heirloom.

- Is that noise normal?
- What noise?

He says there's a noise.

Tell the motherfucker
the noise is part of the deal!

My friend says it's a can of oil. . .

Banging in the trunk.

It's under the hood. It stops when I touch it.

He says it's there.
I can't answer. I don't know cars.

Is he buying or not?

He's into everything Soviet,
it gives him a hard on.

Second gear slips.

He says it slips.

I can't answer. I don't know cars.

That's normal. It has to slip.

- What's she doing?
- I don't know.

- She's not selling anymore?
- I don't know.

- What did I do?
- I don't know!

I changed my mind. I'm not selling.

So I translated for nothing?

- It's not mine.
- You stole it?

- Watch the right!
- What right, jerk?

- Are you nuts?
- It's perfect!

Cut it out or I'll dump you here!

Stop it! That's enough!

Fuck you, asshole!

Look out!

- It's not your car?
- You want to kill us?

Let me out!

You rammed the car.
You were reversing, is that it?

- That's right.
- Sorry, that's not what happened.

- She rammed his car!
- You mean, she did it deliberately?

She was raving.

I did it!

- Put a sock in it, you dumb bitch!
- What?

It's nothing dangerous,
it's just a foreign language!

I won't press charges. It's my fault.

- Are you sure?
- It's all my fault. I backed up.

- You won't change your mind?
- Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Come with us,
we need to check your papers.

- My car.
- We'll see to that.

No smoking in here, miss.

Ira, I really think it's a stolen car.

Where did you get that from?

She told me that in the car.

- Not me, she didn't.
- What was that?

Nothing, sir, just our language.

Sorry, Inspector, it's our mother tongue.

The young woman is from Lithuania?

From Vilnius, Inspector.

I don't know.

This has nothing to do with me, Inspector.

The rat leaves the ship.

- It is her car?
- Definitely.

Look, Inspector. . .

Can you tell me
what you expect from me exactly?

You were with her.

Well, yes. What?

- We have to get her out.
- What?

The cops are all I needed.

Of course. You asked me to help her.
Fine, but. . . .

You fill out papers, sign them,
they want your visa.

It's as if you'd committed a crime.

I told them that, at home. . .

When someone falls, they get up again.
You know, like those Russian toys.

Wanke Stanke, tumbler dolls.

What are you talking about?

She works. Don't I work?

I've never had a day's holiday.
Why don't you help her?

You call that work? With the money. . .

You've got stashed away,
you could help her if you wanted to.

Miser!

Maybe you give her that hovel for free?

I hope you'll make your place.

We all do, one way or another.

Let me do it.

It's walking, it's walking!

It can walk.

I'll pay for both.

- Th�o didn't tell me.
- It's all right.

- Do I wait for Th�o?
- Yes. Wait for him.

Tell him I needed Harry, that's all.

- Does Th�o know?
- It's okay.

- Wait for Th�o, please.
- Okay.

Ramon, shut up!

- Cutie pie.
- Help me.

- Little sweetheart.
- Move it. You're getting on my nerves.

Shit, I've lost my dog. Ramon.

You should have left the mutt at home.

Oh, give me a break!

Ramon!

Poor doggie!

This time, Th�o will kill you.

Got your papers?

You've got no ID?

No, not on me.

That looks bad.

Come with us.

What's your name?

Camille Moisson.

Camille, that's a girl's name.

Camille Moisson.

It's okay, I'm clean.

Want a warm drink?

Hot milk?

It's good with crackers.

I don't want to talk.

Let him sleep. Come to the kitchen.

I was worried.

You left Harry alone?

Come on.

Is it shut?

Th�o?

Daddy?

Daddy? Come with me.

Come on, look for Daddy with me.

The cops came this morning.

He went with them.

- What cops?
- The cops.

- Where did they take him?
- I don't know.

13, rue Guy M�quet, 17th District. . .

Josepha Calderon, January 30, 1991 .

Yes.

17, rue Pajol, 18th District. . .

Andr�e S�guin, May 7, 1990.

17, rue Norvins, 18th District. . .

H�l�ne Raquin, February 26, 1990.

2, Leibniz Square, 18th District. . .

Colette Landon, June 11, 1991 .

I don't know.

Yes, it was you.

I'm an easy-going guy.

No one wants to suffer.

The world's gone crazy.

I'll go on.

30, avenue Trudaine, 9th District,
Marthe Fr�mieux, April 4, 1992.

61, rue de L'Acqueduc, 10th District. . .

Sarah Langmann, November 9, 1991 .

1, rue Rodier, 9th District,
Marie Laval, August 6, 1992.

2, rue du Ruisseau, 18th District. . .

Jeanne Couturier, September 20, 1991 .

15, boulevard de Clichy, 18th District,
Douce Lacaze, March 22, 1992.

That's it.

If it was my brother. . . .

I don't know, you notice things.

My brother's a stranger to me, just like you.

Come with me.

You can wait here.

I should have killed you
when you left my belly.

I'm the one who's dead!

Mom, stop shouting.

Why did I give birth to you, Satan?

Why did you do this to me?

Mom, please, bring me my things.

Take my suits.

You were such a good little boy. . .

So kind.

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