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SHOCK TREATMENT

- I have a reservation. The name is Masson.
- Miss Masson?

Yes, of course. It was made
for you by Jérôme Savignat.

If you'd fill this form out, please.

Much obliged, Colonel.

Room 323 is reserved
for you this year, as usual.

Thank you, Miss.

Miss Masson, dinner will be served at
eight this evening, as it is every evening.

I'm exhausted.

For five years now, I've been on
the go. Though I'm not sure where.

I work very hard and
I get paid well for it.

I'm all alone.

You see, Jérôme, for
the first time in my life,

I feel my age.

It's time I took stock.

A few days here, and you'll be a new woman.

It's partly the climate,

exposure to the wind and the sun.

It's a microclimate, you know.

Then you've got the ocean.
The ocean cleanses and purifies.

Water's one of the primary elements.

You'll feel younger than
ever, like a newborn baby.

Let's not go overboard.

Wait 'til you begin the treatment.

Look, do you believe
in this living cell theory?

It's miraculous.

Look at me. Look at the others.

You've always looked like a kid.

Maybe I have, but they haven't.

Doctor Devilers will
guide you and counsel you.

What a fascinating man he is.

Sounds like you're in love with him.

You wouldn't understand.

Is that him?

No, that's his assistant,

Doctor Bernard.

What are we eating?

Seaweed steak,

from the ocean.

- But it's disgusting.
- Disgusting, but you'll get used to it.

It's all part of the cure.

You must chew it slowly,

at least 30 times per mouthful.

Hey, watch this.

These Portuguese boys are charming.

I agree. They're ever so much better
than the Spaniards we had last year.

Dr. Devilers sends his apologies. He
won't be back from Paris 'til tomorrow.

Tell me, Miss Masson, how old are you? 39?

No, 38.

- You've never had any major illnesses?
- No.

Good.

Will you please follow me?

You're a close friend of
Jérôme Savignat, aren't you?

He's a charming man

with a huge fortune.

Now, if you'll remove your robe, please.

Just walk back and forth a few times.

Stop right there.

Don't move, please.

Come and have a look.

Do you see these lines?

They indicate a turning inward on oneself,

a state of depression.

You run a women's clothing firm, don't you?

Yes.

You've taken on too much work,

too much responsibility.

You're suffering from exhaustion.

We'll start off with the saltwater cure.

And when you've
regained... a certain stability,

you can start the medical treatment.

For that I'll need to do a blood test.

Roll up your sleeve, please.

Good afternoon, Miss Masson.

Come on, quick.

Take off your robe and step into the water.

It's a beautiful day today.

You'll see, just a few days
here and you'll be a new woman.

Nothing compares to our coastal climate.

Constant exposure to the wind and sun.

It's a microclimate here, you know.

How's the water? Comfortable?

If you want anything, just ring.

- How was the bubble bath?
- Oh, it was marvelous.

My name is René Gassin.

Héléne Masson.

- It's my first day here. And you?
- Me too.

Miss Masson, please.

Right. Goodbye.

Turn around, please.

- What's your name?
- João.

- Where are you from?
- Porto Alegre.

- João, come with me immediately.
- Yes, Mr. Almeida. Coming.

"Your physical posture

"reflects the state of your psyche."

- Just what are you doing?
- Nothing.

You were looking at your ass.
Afraid of middle-age spread?

Oh, and what about you?

Looks like you're doing pretty well too.

How old are you really?

Eh? Let me see your ass.

- No.
- Let me see it!

It's too bad that I don't like women.
I would definitely have married you.

My dream! To marry a rich man.

Because I'm told you're
now worth a fortune.

Who told you that?

- Doctor Bernard.
- You didn't tell him otherwise?

- No, but why tell him such a thing?
- Well, just...

Just to be on the same level as the others.

The first day leaves you exhausted.

It's getting accustomed to the climate too.

At first I hated the atmosphere of
the institute, the diet, the schedule.

Now I can't do without it.
Once you detoxicate, you forget.

My wife is right. You'll see.

You become more and
more impatient to return.

And you're among old friends
again. We never lose contact.

We encourage each other.
We're more or less one big family.

As long as certain rules are observed.

- Right, Jérôme?
- What rules?

Rules, Mr. Gassin, is too precise a word.

I'd say more of a code.

A code of honour, of chivalry.

Jérôme will explain it to you.

Jérôme!

Stop!

Stop! I can't go much further.

I'm not in good shape.

Once you've begun your
treatment, it'll be different.

You're not used to the climate.
You'll see, you'll feel young again.

Sure, I know, with your sun and your
wind, it's a microclimate, and so on.

Devilers is back.

I say, therapy pays well.

One's youth is priceless.

What seems to be the trouble?

Is it money worries?

Yes, but no more than usual.

How are things between you and Alain?

Not so hot. Money worries are no help.

Yes? Come in.

- A card for Madam.
- Thank you.

I have some urgent "business"
in town. I'll be back in three days.

Relax and enjoy the microclimate.
Love and kisses, Jérôme.

Miss Masson,

Dr. Devilers will receive you in
his private residence in half an hour.

Come on, eat and drink something.

Just look at how they treat us.

Surely back home you were not
used to eating meat like this every day.

The meat I want doesn't come on a dish.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Come, he's waiting for you.

How do you do?

I'm delighted to finally meet you.

I've heard a lot about you.

Sit down, please.

I'll leave you to it.

Please excuse the mess. I wanted to see you
here. It's much more... How can I put it?

- More intimate.
- Yes.

Exactly. Would you like a drink?

No, thank you.

Well...

Do you still wish to follow the treatment?

Yes, of course.

Good. No reason why we
shouldn't start tomorrow.

Before we do any therapy, even
minor, we need the consent of the patient.

Miss Masson, there's
one question on my mind.

I don't understand exactly
why you've come here.

You're good looking, you're still young.

You seem to be well balanced, even if
you're suffering momentarily from fatigue.

A holiday and some physical
exercise should suffice in your case.

You really must know?

I can't help you if you
don't trust me completely.

I was dumped.

Sure, it happens all the time to
others, but it was the first time for me.

I saw him a few days ago in a restaurant

with...

How shall I put it? My replacement.

She was pretty in her
way, no more than that.

There was a mirror in front of me.

I looked at myself in it.

I tried to see why.

I went home and spent over
an hour in front of my mirror.

Has that never happened to you before?

A woman doing her make-up is half blind.

It's like putting a watch together.

An eyelid, your eyes,

your eyelashes, your eyebrows.

The lips, the cheekbones.

But never the face as a whole.

Or only the surface.

All of a sudden, I saw through it.

There, that's all.

I don't think so.

But you know the rest.

Or your clients wouldn't be here.

They must have talked about it.

The lines, each day a
deepening of the features.

Until you become a caricature of yourself.

And hidden underneath,

the anguish,

the fear of aging,

of death.

I thought I was different.

I paid little attention to myself.

I was... invincible.

That's when the bottom fell out.

I'm no different from the rest now.

I understand them, anyway.

I've aged.

I want to call a halt before it's too late.

Is this where you sign?

Well, did it take the wind out of you?

Look, we've all faced up to
it. Afterwords you feel better.

Anyway, you'll begin treatment tomorrow.

- I don't know.
- Oh, yes.

First the confession,

and then the reward.

That's how it goes. Why don't you join us?

It's a shame we can't drink champagne.
Your first treatment calls for a drink.

Well, well. It's your first too?

Oh, yes.

We'll be losing our virginity together.

It's a pleasant prospect.

A round of carrot juice cocktails? I
assure you, they're quite delicious.

- Remember our first treatment, Lise?
- Yes. It was ten years ago to the day.

How long ago was it for you, Judge?

Let's see... it was two
months before the Lecas case.

Nine years ago?

Another who drank too much.

The climate's too much
for them so they drink.

The climate?

Why yes. Remember your first few days?

Last year it was much worse with our
Spaniards. They kept dropping like flies.

You mustn't think about it.

Just enjoy each passing minute
as tomorrow night approaches.

Is it always at night?

Yes, always. You awake at dawn and
it's almost as if a new life is beginning.

It's time. Will you follow me, please?

- Good evening, Miss Masson.
- Good evening.

Just relax.

Count with me.

One... two...

I knew you'd feel better.

Look at them. They're not the same people.

- Let's all go for a seaweed sauna.
- I'll even make that an order.

Everyone into the ocean. Let's go!

Do we go as we are? Won't
we shock the employees?

Not at all. They're used to it.

Doctor! Come and join us!

Come on in, Doctor, the water's lovely.

What are you waiting for, Doctor?

There you are.

- Okay?
- Yes.

It's years since I've felt this good.

That deserves a kiss.

- I'm starving.
- Me too.

It affects us all like
that the first few days.

Nut cutlets, wholegrain
rice, seaweed tart. Oh, no!

Just this once, let me take you
all to the harbor to eat your fill.

I love being with you.
Everything is so simple.

That's what I told you.
We're one big family.

- We have so much in common.
- Like what?

A sort of complicity.

I said no and I mean it. I
refuse to serve you another.

If you can't hold your liquor,
you shouldn't drink. 6, 20 francs.

- I'm going to tell Dr. Devilers.
- You do that.

And Doctor Bernard. And the police.

We've done nothing wrong, unlike you.

Let go of me!

I don't think we're very popular.

Look at him. I suppose he'll
go blabbering to Le Quérec.

There's another one I can't stand.

No, Mr. Savignat, the orders
I have are extremely precise.

You can stay tonight, but that's it.

- But Dr. Devilers told me...
- There's no point discussing it.

Héléne. Please, Héléne, help me.

I'm ruined.

I've had it. I'm ruined, Héléne.

Come here.

Are things really so bad?

You need money, don't you?

- At least I can help you there.
- No.

I have no credit, I've
been dropped everywhere.

Even here I owe everyone money.

You've seen how I'm shunned.

I just tried raising the money in Paris.

Then I tried in Bordeaux.

Alain refused.

Alain.

I mean his parents.

But you won't be put in prison. You're
only worried about your treatment.

You don't understand. I gave
everything up for this treatment.

It's life itself to me if I want to go on
loving and being loved, to stay young.

You can already see what I'm becoming.

A caricature, a pitiful thing.

An old queen like all
those I see around me.

Those whores who smear on powder and paint,

who wallow in clay
facials and night facials,

who gobble monkey
hormones and pig hormones,

who end up having facelifts,

with hair transplants for an old queen.

There she is, the old hag.

The old hag...

Jérôme, come here, come on.

Calm down.

Did you try to explain it to Devilers?

Devilers. All that counts for
Devilers is money, you see?

You're going to stay with me tonight.

And I'm sure that tomorrow
we'll find a solution.

Héléne...

Yes?

Be careful.

That treatment works like a drug.
Soon you become hooked on it.

That's his power over us.

Why don't we talk about it tomorrow?

For the moment, try to get some sleep.

You accept the little things first,

then the monstrous horrors.

- You're sucked into it.
- Yes.

Now sleep. Sleep.

Get out, Héléne.

Get out.

Hello, Mr. Savignat's room, please.

- Has Mr. Savignat checked out?
- I don't know how to...

Has something happened to him?

When did you last speak to Mr. Savignat?

Last night.

Did he seem normal to you?

No, he was very upset.

Did he tell you why?

He had financial worries.

I know he was quite concerned
about having to interrupt his treatment.

There was nothing else?

No, nothing special, Inspector.

I've made a careful
examination of the site.

The footprints on the cliff,
the position of the body.

From my experience, I'd
be surprised at the autopsy

if they don't confirm it a suicide.

It's sure to be suicide.

You know, Miss Masson, the
role of the police ends here,

with facts and conclusions.

Anything else is pure conjecture.

If you ever need to get in touch with me,

here's my card.

Do you plan on staying here long?

I don't know.

Anyone who dashes off like that at the
drop of a hat won't be permitted to return.

Jérôme wanted very badly to stay

but no one tried to hold him back.

Héléne,

we're all so sorry that this happened.

- We form a unique community...
- Do you mind?

- Will you prepare my bill?
- Very well, Miss Masson.

But first, I'm afraid, it
requires the signature

of Dr. Bernard on a formal release card.

You've just suffered a cruel shock.

Mr. Savignat was a friend of yours.

But now we have to think of you.

- You must overcome this setback.
- In other words, you won't let me go.

My dear Miss Masson,
permit me to remind you

that we began this
treatment with your consent.

It's risky to stop halfway through.

It would be unwise for us to let you go.

On this point, I'm in entire
agreement with Dr. Bernard.

Naturally.

I try to respect the wishes
of my collaborators too.

- How much longer will it continue?
- Ten days to two weeks.

It all depends on your reactions.

If you wish to be released this
very moment, you're free to go

but you do so at your own risk.

And thereafter we
decline all responsibility.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

Is there a problem? Have you been drinking?

I can't stand it here so I do
like the others and have a drink.

- Are you leaving?
- Yes.

Please, take me with you.

- What is it?
- I don't want to stay. Take me with you.

Do you have all your papers?

No, I don't. Mr. Almeida took
care of everything with my parents.

Let's just hope they don't see
me talking to you. It's not allowed.

Please take me away from here.

I'm not leaving, all right? Go.

25,000 francs.

And you, Jacques? How much did you lose?

Some 30,000.

I was luckier than you. Poor
Jérôme only got 10,000 from me.

And you?

About 6,000 francs. It's a good
thing I was able to warn Marcel.

He was never meant to be
part of our private community.

If you want to live
beyond your means, fine,

but you need brass balls for that.

Miss Masson.

Yes, I'm here.

I merely wanted to tell you how
delighted I am that you're staying with us.

Now get some rest, will you?

Good morning. It's your turn.

What a lovely day. We
really have a splendid climate.

Exposed to the sea breeze and the sun...

Excuse me.

- Aren't you having lunch with us?
- No, not today.

I hope you know I didn't
say that because of you.

But as rich as they are, the town
doesn't profit from the patients.

None of the locals have
ever worked at the institute.

They only hire foreigners
without work permits.

Almeida is the louse who runs the racket.

Are the police not aware of it?

They have VIPs in their
clientele. They'll cover up anything.

And Le Quérec?

Le Quérec was never worth a fig, not
even before he ran off to South America.

They say that's where he ran into Devilers.

- How long ago?
- Oh, ten years or so.

His family's always been crooked.

His boat, for example. Where
did he find the dough for it?

He goes fishing for them, sure.

All they buy is seaweed.

You don't pay for a boat
by peddling seaweed.

You're through to Paris, Miss Masson.

Thank you.

Yvette?

Héléne.

Just fine.

I'll be back in about ten days.

No problem with that Iamé trouser suit?

Really?

If they want them faster, you'd
better get Rozinski to give you a hand.

He won't mind sharing the profits.

Come in.

Thank you. See you soon.

João.

João!

- No! What are you going to do to him?
- He's sick. We'll take care of him.

I want to know what it is. I'll come along.

No, you won't, Miss Masson.

What's the matter?

João is sick.

João is sick! He's going to die!

First it was Jérôme, now
it's João. It's too much.

You're not making a
bit of sense. Calm down.

No? Well, it had better begin making sense
because you organized this whole thing.

Do something or I'll call the police.

Stop it.

No! Don't you touch me!

Miss Masson, that's enough.

No, no, no!

Forgive me, but it's
the only way to stop you.

Please try to explain as calmly
as you can what happened.

- What's wrong with her?
- She's probably energy deficient.

We shouldn't have interrupted
treatment. She needs her injection.

No, no!

You're going to kill me, aren't you?

Yes.

Feeling better?

Yes.

And João?

João couldn't cope with the climate.
We decided to send him home.

I was the one who saw him off.

- This morning.
- Ah, well.

That was nice of you.

- Héléne?
- Yes?

I really am sorry about Jérôme.

- You could have saved him.
- You could have saved him yourself.

But he never even asked you.

I am no philanthropist. If
you can't pay, you do without.

Jérôme knew very well. He couldn't pay.

You put up quite a struggle.
You get special treatment.

Make the most of it.

Do as everyone else does.
From now on, think of yourself.

Yes, Doctor.

"Yes, Doctor. Thank you, Doctor."

"You're very kind. Yes, Doctor."

What the hell's the matter
with me? I'm losing my marbles.

Jérôme was right. It's
much worse than drugs.

Yes?

There.

João is not here?

No, he went back to his hometown.

- When did he leave?
- Yesterday.

- Are you sure?
- Yes. They took him to the station.

- Do you like it here?
- The food and drinks are good.

- What's your name?
- Manoel.

- Oh, it's you.
- This is no place to talk.

Héléne, can I be of any help?

I don't know.

I agree, there are some
strange things going on.

You want to know the
facts, but don't be foolish.

For one thing, René, the
treatment... What exactly is it?

Injections of live blood cells
taken from a sheep embryo.

- And nothing more?
- Yes.

But that's the doctor's secret.

Anyway, it does seem to do the trick.

Look at the judge. He's pushing
60, as far as I can make out.

There you are. We've been
looking for you everywhere.

We're going on a boat trip.

- René.
- Yes.

Who's he?

Jacques Boyer, director of the CIB.

- Do you know what that means?
- No.

It's a very large commercial bank.
Someone like that could be useful to you.

Oh, yes, of course.

Next to him is his wife,

heiress to the Potu fortune in sugar.

Incidentally, the Potus are cousins
by marriage to the Giovanellis.

That's why Paul has so much
money for his election campaign.

Marcel turned it into a
scandal in his column,

but that hasn't stopped them
from being bosom buddies.

- Mr. Gassin.
- Yes.

Mr. Gassin, do you want to take the helm?

Coming.

Héléne, come here.

Come and join us!

What's so funny?

We were discussing Dr. Devilers.

You know he's enormously intrigued by you.

Yes! I'd never have expected it. You
were quite a wildcat for a moment there.

Now I'm much better.

They gave me my injection
so now I'm back to normal.

Anyway, Dr. Devilers simply isn't my type.

- Oh, but you're so wrong.
- He's quite special.

Oh yeah, Gassin?

I don't find him attractive at all,

but I enjoy his company.

There go our new life cells.

I'm amazed you find it
so easy to make light of.

And what do you expect?

Do you want me to weep
like the Pope over every soul?

They'll never see the light of
day. Wouldn't that be worse?

We live better by virtue of their dying.

It's to my benefit and to your benefit.

You know something? In all my
years, I've only learned one thing.

There's no worse sin than hypocrisy.

If you really want to
join our small community,

and enjoy its many advantages,

you'd be well advised to stop
hiding behind your shield of sensitivity.

After all, it's only
another form of hypocrisy.

Excuse me.

You can do something for me
now. I want to check the hold.

- Call me if anyone comes.
- Be careful.

Héléne! Héléne!

Don't waste your time down here.
There's more to look at up on deck.

If you don't mind, I'd like to talk
to you. I'll drive you back myself.

Hello, Miss Masson.

I've told the doctor that
the autopsy indicates

that we can safely conclude it was suicide.

I've made arrangements
to transfer the body.

He had no family.

Is there anything else we can do?

No, we can't do a thing for him now.

Miss Masson.

Come have a drink with me.

It might be just the thing to cheer you up.

Why, Dr. Devilers!

- Afternoon, Doctor. Won't you sit down?
- Good afternoon.

What can I get you?

- A Muscadet? I've got a few bottles left.
- No, please, don't go to any trouble.

I insist. It's not often we have
the pleasure of your company.

I like them a lot.

They couldn't be nicer.

Very good. What's all this about Almeida?
I'm told he was causing you trouble.

Not at all!

Where did you hear that?

People get so jealous,
Doctor. They'll say anything...

The minute there's any
recurrence, you must tell me.

I know that.

If you hadn't come to me, you'd
never have obtained a liquor license.

We can never thank you
enough for that, Doctor.

You're a real life saver.

Well, we'll leave you to it.

It's very wise of you to take time
to get to know the locals better.

The climate makes them more human,

more sociable, friendlier.

Héléne...

What are you after?

No one's keeping you here.

If you like, I can speak to Bernard.

You'll be able to go whenever you want.

Otherwise, you won't have any choice.

You'll wind up like the others.

Sorry, I couldn't help myself.

You mustn't give up on me
now when I need you most.

- You're not too cold?
- No, I'm just fine.

Oh, no, not tonight.

Be a pal, Héléne, save me from her.

You're invited to dinner, okay?

Okay.

It's been more than a month
since that's happened to me.

How about you?

Oh, well, you know...

Go on, admit it. You've
had every one of them.

Almost.

- Which one's the best?
- You, of course!

No doubt about it.

Of the others, though?

Well, the others... I can't talk
about them, they're my patients.

I see.

Because this is part of the treatment?

Right. But there's no extra charge.

Yes, yes, just a minute.

Yes, yes.

No, no!

You promised four and only three came.

That's no good.

Yes.

Yes. Not yet.

That's no good!

Not yet.

Of course not.

If it's necessary. Of course.

Exactly.

Of course.

I understand.

All right. All right.

Of course.

That's it.

Of course. Sure.

All right.

I'll call you later.

You're doing very well.
But your accent is Brazilian.

Yes, Miss Masson. We
know you speak Portuguese.

Sorry, but I have work to do. Get dressed.

Is it this evening, Judge?
Your injection, I mean?

- Yes. Paul's too.
- Mm-hm.

Can't you be more careful?

No, no, the carrot juice is for me.

The celery juice is for my wife,

and the mango juice for madam.

He's not coping with this climate,
either. Luckily there are three new boys.

Have you seen them?

They'll do very nicely.

Is no one surprised
by the changes in staff?

Oh, no. In one year, I
had six different maids.

I suppose the doctor has to
deal with the same problems.

I did an article on the inability
of the foreign worker to adjust.

I made a number of trips
myself into the slum areas.

Dreadful.

But we're on holiday.
I would just as soon...

I know, but it seems awfully strange to me.

Héléne, I don't understand you.

You're in extremely good form.

You're making the most of your treatment.

So why make your life miserable?

You're going to spoil not only
your holiday, but ours as well.

If you must know the details, they
can be obtained directly from the doctor.

- You're well placed to ask these days.
- You're right.

Héléne, I've got to talk to you.

- Go on, talk.
- No, not here.

Be careful.

Or you'll wind up with everyone hating you.

What have they got against me?

They can't figure out what you want.

Me neither, to be honest.

Even though you find everything suspect,
you're on the best terms with Devilers.

Don't tell me you're jealous.

No.

No, I know I wouldn't have
a chance with you anyhow.

- But René, you know as well as I do...
- Watch it!

Do you think what happens
to the Portuguese is normal?

If they're sick it's not our problem.

I'm just glad to feel alive again.
Our friends are right about that.

They don't want to see anything at all.

How can you say that? They
represent the very best in our society.

Highly responsible, trustworthy.

Yes, but you, René, what's your opinion?

- Mine? Well...
- Wait.

Wait here for me.

I don't feel well. I want to leave.

- Why don't you?
- I only get paid at the end of the week.

- How much?
- $1,800 for two months.

- Don't worry, I'll give you the money.
- They won't let you.

I'll come tonight. When do you go to bed?

- At 8 pm.
- Come with me.

Wait for me by the shed, at 8:30 pm.

- All right?
- All right.

Manoel?

Manoel!

Manoel? Manoel?

Doctor, you may come now.

Good. He's out for three or four hours.

Come on.

Hurry up. The doctor's waiting.

But I saw them.

They had drugged him
and were drawing his blood.

Miss Masson, even if I were to believe you,

it would hardly incriminate anyone.

It wouldn't?

I have complete faith in the doctor.

Any concern he shows
for his foreign workers

is certainly for their own good.

- Shall we speak to him about it?
- No, you mustn't.

Well, then?

You're the same as the rest.

No one wants to face the truth.

The truth, Miss Masson?

The main thing is the rules and
laws which regulate any society.

Rules which you seem to
have forgotten with regard to us.

An employee who has wandered off, no doubt.

That's the one, the one I told you about.

Good morning, Miss Masson.

Here's your money.

It can't be mine. I didn't lose any.

They never lie to me. I'll
have to speak to the doctor.

Come on.

You see?

He wants to speak to the Doctor too.

Please, don't say a word.

All right, Miss Masson.

But I doubt if it will change anything. As
always, he'll wind up knowing everything.

I've been waiting for you. How
would you like to go flying with me?

All right.

Where are you taking me?

I don't know.

To Iceland.

To Africa or Brazil.

Nowhere.

How far can you go in one of these planes?

Just far enough to leave
all the imbeciles behind.

What made you go in for this?

For what?

Caring for all these patients.

Look at them.

A microcosm of our society.

Watch out.

The upper crust in hiding.
They're afraid of getting old.

Afraid of themselves, afraid of everything.

Luckily their kind doctor is
there to take them by the hand,

to watch over them.

- You all right?
- Yes.

Good.

I detest this part of the world.

It's gray, it's insipid,

and it's sensible.

The cradle of civilization,
a cultural stockpot.

At one point I wanted to live elsewhere.

In the Amazon,

among the so called savages.

But I couldn't hack it. I was a foreigner.

So I returned to all these
assholes, and now I depend on them.

Finding out just how far
they'll go is an amusing game.

Hold on tight.

- Are you staying with me tonight?
- Yes.

- Do you really want to?
- Yes.

269112, please.

The telephone is out of order.

- For how much longer?
- Indefinitely.

Héléne?

Héléne?

Héléne?

Héléne?

They took out my car battery.

I tried to use the phone but
they won't put my calls through.

- René, I'm scared.
- Keep your voice down.

Why? Everyone knows they want me dead.

- Please.
- They're all accomplices.

It's so mild out, I
think I'll go for a walk.

Let me come with you.

René, please, lend me your car.

I'm really sorry, but I can't.

Miss Masson, we've had to
move your injection forward.

No, never again.

Stop her, she's dangerous.

No, not you.

They killed Manoel and João.

They're going to kill us all.

Get her!

Get her. What are you waiting for?

My back!

What else do you want to know?

You'll be disappointed.

First there are the blood transfusions.

Then, as you can see
there in the centrifuges,

you have the organs of your dear
Manoel from which we extract the live cells,

which do us all so much good.

Nothing has changed in our society.

Just like the primitives, we
always sacrifice the weak.

But we suffocate them slowly.

We massacre by means of intermediaries.

What else do you need to know?

This?

We're all murderers, Miss
Masson. You, me, the others.

But like the good
savages, I do my own killing.

I'm no hypocrite. I've made my choice.

I've just killed a man,

at the Devilers Institute.

I called the police.

You deal with her.

What you've been telling me is
a tale of vampires, Miss Masson.

No one will believe you.

Manoel's body was in the laboratory.

They must have removed it,
but not without leaving a trace.

We've already checked.

- There was never a Manoel here.
- And the filing cabinet next to the phone?

And the baskets on the boat that day?

We've looked into it.

We've questioned all the patients.
Their testimonies all contradict yours.

They would.

Miss Masson,

you've just killed a man
and seriously injured another.

As it happens, one of the
Portuguese you say you're protecting.

But I've already explained it...

Miss Masson,

I'm going to have to arrest you.

I've discussed your
situation with Dr. Bernard.

It seems that since Mr. Savignat's
suicide, you've been in a state of shock

from which you've never recovered.

That's what I'd advise
you to plead, anyway.

I've had the pleasure of receiving
Dr. Deviler's cure twice a year.

I'm certain Dr. Bernard
will carry on his good work.

Several of us will be here to assist him.

We'll always need foreign workers
here. They're indispensable to us.