All language subtitles for The.Great.Alibi.2008

Marthe!

Marthe!

- What is it?
- Look, it's beautiful outside.

Oh Eliane! What the hell?

I had a nightmare. My heart's
still beating. - Why me?

Someone killed me...
while I opened the oven.

I can't even talk about it.

There must be a reason
for such dreams.

Oh, it's because of the Colliers
they're arriving today.

It's stressing me out!

Not Pierre of course, but Claire
You must be nice to her.

Yeah but please be nice to me
and be quiet.

What's the time?

- I'll get you coffee.
- I wanna to sleep.

I worked my ass off
all week and you...

It's 7:00 am!
- Oh, the lovely birds. Just look.

I'm sleeping!

Jam.

Here my love.

Careful with the butter.

What's the news?

Today the US drop a
bomb on your face.

Colliers coming today?

It seems.

- You couldn't go back to sleep?
- I can't sleep anymore.

With their children?

Just them, I love the children,
but it's too dangerous here.

Let's not exaggerate!

Well a bullet travels very fast.

I don't want to talk about it.

Do you remember what I said?
- About Claire? Yeah.

Who else, Esther I guess?

Why did you say 'I guess'?

No reason.

Is that blackberry?

Thanks.

No need to say it.
- If you changed your mind, call me.

I didn't change my mind,
I left last night and...

Had an accident?

No...
- What then?

I got tired. I work up this morning
on the highway, it's nothing.

Tired! - It's nothing.
- Of course, since you're here.

Looking for something?
Some blood, brains, hair?

- You think that's funny?
- Give me a hug.

Is Esther here?

No, only Marthe and Chlo�.

- But is she coming?
- Yes later. You should park out back.

Good.

Hello.
- I had to talk to you.

I can't sleep at night. I can't go on.
I'm empty and drained.

You can relax at Page's.

Not with everyone around there.
- I'll be there.

- We can't do anything.
- Why not? Does it need to be dark?

Because I'm with Claire.

Well, then we won't do anything.

You'll sleep and I'll swim.

I've got work to do.
Why did you call?

I don't know. I...

Pierre, what's wrong, what do you want?

I want to go home.
- Why, aren't you at home right now?

What did I say?
- "I wanna go home."

No, I didn't say that.
- Yes you did.

I must've slept a second.

You better let Claire drive, I don't
want anything to happen. All my love.

Don't eat too much bread my dear.

Why not?

We are waiting for your father.
- We've waited an hour, what's he doing?

He's working.
- He's taking a crap.

Don't speak like that Jean, it's awful.
And don't read at the table.

What do you mean by that?

Ok, fine, I'll be there.

Stop, that's enough.

Imagine to spend another
45 min. with that bitch.

Mom... Dad said 'Bitch'.

Be quiet, and stay at the table.
- I have to go to the hospital.

Having lunch with us?
- I'll get a sandwich there.

When will your sister get the kids?
- She said 2:00pm. - I'm back at 3:00pm.

Hello doctor, can I ask you something?
- Later, Louise.

Hello Genvieve, what's the story?
You're refusing treatment now?

Doctor...

I know, I know,
you've had considerable progress

and now you're afraid.

What are you afraid of, Genevieve?

That you will regain your memory?

That you'll recognize your daughter
when she visits?

Are you going to send me away?

Genevieve.

You can stay here as long as you need.

Don't you trust me?

Alright, you need to take this.

Is it important?

It's absolutely necessary.

What the hell are you doing?

I knew I'd find you here.

"Man doesn't grow up, or bear children,
he plays with weapons."

Says you?
- Scandinavian proverb.

Careful it's loaded.

No kiss for me?

What happened to your arm?
- It was my cat.

Your hair?
- What about it?

It's longer. Ugly?
- No it's better.

It's not too long.
- Thanks.

My boss thinks it looks dirty.
- Oh yeah.

Since when did you find work?

Go fuck yourself asshole.

I'm sorry.

The job suits me.

To pay my rent, and buy things
I find passionate and interesting.

Like paintings, sculptures.
- Oh, stop.

Things going well for you?
How's that book you're writing?

You're squabbling?
- Not at all

Esther just arrived.

You alright Marthe?

Careful, it's loaded.

Henri.
- I'm going to lock this room.

Don't want me in here?
- I don't mean for you.

The Colliers arrived?
- No it's not that.

Our friend from Rome doesn't come?
- I hope so, we'll wait with eating.

I'll ask one last question and
don't say anymore about it.

We mustn't tell Pierre.

Oh, I love surprises and
he'll be delighted. C'mon!

Well, you know him better.

Henri, speak with Marthe
she's in her room.

I have the feeling that she's
not well at all.

I love Marthe but we shouldn't have
invited her with Esther and Phillipe.

Why not?

If you're like it you don't
need come, huh?

Sorry, I didn't sleep good.

How's your book?

All I've done is shit,
and I'm stuck.

I'm fed up of everyone
asking how's it going.

But it's alright, they obviously
don't give a fuck...

and rightly so.

Feel like venting by any chance?

Ah, we had the same idea.

Passionfruit sorbet,
something different.

Nice to see you.

Thanks.
- How are you?

How are you, Pierre?

You're looking well.
- Thanks.

And you, Phillipe?
- Just fine.

You have everything?

You can do whatever you want
but I'm telling you

that guy will be your downfall.

Philippe, I like you a lot, but.
You're getting heavy.

It's his wife.

Poor Claire, have you thought
of her? It's deplorable!

What's deplorable?

Who is deplorable?
Who's most deplorable, huh?

Tell me one thing.

If Pierre Collier didn't exist...
- I can't imagine a world without him.

Not bad.

How's your little boy doing?
What class is he in now?

My little girl.

Finishing her science degree.
- Ah, it's a girl.

Put all that in the freezer.
They will melt if otherwise.

Isn't the heat too low?
Are you sure it's enough?

All is well!

What is she planning to do after,
your daughter?

Humanitarian work.
- Ah, great idea.

It's very good,
very brave.

Where is Pierre?
Pierre went swimming.

Why don't you join him?

I don't swim.

I want to stay here.

I hope you won't stay in your room
all afternoon. - I don't know.

You're here to have fun.
- Leave her alone.

But it's a shame with this weather!

Oh Phillipe, since you are here.

Make yourself useful!

Could I ask you to do up my dress?

I said not here.

Am I discouraged?
- Not at all.

Pierre, I love you more and more.

I love you too.

Come pour me a glass.

What did you mean by
"I want to go home"?

Where?

When?
- Earlier on the phone.

Didn't you say there was a woman once
that made you think you were back home?

Me?

You said so.

In Villefranche...
the hotel in Paris.

Two months of happiness
ended in a catastrophe.

I told you this?
- Of course you did.

How...

you managed to break free
from her grasp

and how you lost the
appetite for other women.

I told all that?

How your job saved you.
Certainly.

How you'd end up if
you hadn't broke up.

You got married.

And fortunately you met me.

You told me that as well.
- Oh yeah?

Fortunately.

Too much speed on the bullet.
That's what I'd say.

What the fuck? - It's not loaded,
I fired the last round.

It's just a joke.
- It's nothing to joke about.

I'm going back.
- No, come.

No stay, it's nothing.

Chloe, you are crazy.

Shut up, drunkard!

It was empty.

But you don't do that,
even if it's empty.

Right, but she should
give her a lesson.

That's a great idea.

This one's L�opold,
a ladies' gun.

There are only a few precautions
but they are obligatory. Well...

Goggles.

Ear protection.

Now you're right in style, you
look like another beetle.

You load it.

I WANT TO GO HOME = BLUE SEA
+ MIMOSAS = VILLEFRANCHE = L�A

You're not shooting
with the others?

Is it true there are drugs that
don't do you any good?

Antidepressants for example?

Who told you that?
- My pharmacist.

Are you depressed?

I really want to get out but
if I left, it would be worse.

That kind of situation.

A "double bind".

A what?
- A double bind.

When you can't do something
although you should do it.

The Americans call it
"Double bind".

Are you expensive,
a consultation?

Ask Phillipe.

I'm talking about Esther.

Continue.

My hands still smell of gunpowder.

Don't they?

No it smells like soap.

It will stay like that.
- It will go away.

I must tell you
something, Claire.

Thanks for the lotion.

I always have dry skin
after the pool.

You put me next to Claire?
- Yes why?

Nothing, no problem.

10 settings but we're only 8.
- If they're late, too bad.

5 o'clock duck is 5 o'clock duck.
If who is late?

About the duck Philippe, after dinner
I'm counting on you to come hunting.

Oh perfect, just in time.

I hope I haven't kept you waiting.

I thought there was two of you.
- Oh, my driver has already eaten.

He's getting us settled in.
Good evening Henri.

You will be fine in the guest house.
- Ah your place is wonderful.

I think you already know Pierre.

Good evening Pierre.

Aren't you going to say hi?

Good evening Lea.

My wife Claire, Lea Mantovani.
You must have heard of her.

Good evening.
- It's a pleasure.

I'd like to introduce Philippe, Marthe,
Chlo� our niece who's working in Cannes.

We're all more or less cousins,
aunts and uncles. - Except me.

Nobody introduced me,
I'm Esther...

Bachmann. I'm just a friend.

An artist.
- Esther made a bust of Henri.

It's in his office.
- Yes in the senate.

I know you.

Oh really?
- I saw you the other day.

In a shitty Italian film at the Cape.

But you were good.
Thank you.

Chloe.
No she's right, it wasn't very good.

You mean the film
won't interest me?

It makes me sad when
you talk like that.

Owen, come get the plate.

Henri the wine.

I'll do it sir.
- No I'm in charge of the wine.

We met at the embassy in Rome.

She was looking for a place in Paris
so I mentioned that apartment.

Expensive but
I didn't think twice.

Henri says great decisions are
made quickly. - There's a lot of work.

I haven't seen it yet.

I'm a bit nervous.
- What?

So right now are you staying
at the Grand or the Lambert?

Actually at the Georges Sand.

George V?
- George Sand, Henri.

Sand.
- Ah yes, in the 8th.

It's on Georges Sand St. in the 6th.
- I don't... - It's close.

In a cul-de-sac.
Nice and quiet.

And it's easier for me.

I really like that hotel.

You know it?
- Very well.

I used to go there often.

With someone.
- Can I have some bread?

It's nice to be in France.

This duck is simply divine.

You OK?
Yeah.

I got you a Remington, alright?
- Yeah.

Let's go, it's a bit of a hike.

If you prefer
we can take the car.

I can walk.
- You sure?

Yeah, it will do me good.

Hey!
The Italian woman...

Yes?
- Are they all like that in Italy?

Tired my dear?
- Yeah.

You want some verbena tea?
It's from the garden.

Where are you going?
Don't leave me.

What's up?

I don't know, I'm anxious.

But it was a great dinner.
- It's not that.

I'm dead tired �liane.

Goodnight.

Where are Esther and Claire?
- Gone to bed.

And you?
- To the pool.

You wanna look?

Was it unpleasant
to see me again?

Does it trouble you?

Or maybe it did nothing at all.

Everything OK Michel?
- Everything is arranged.

The bed is made.
- That's nice.

Thank you, I'm coming.

That's Michel, my chauffeur.

He does many things for me,
he's adorable.

Ah, I don't know why I said that.

Do I talk too much?
- I can't stay Lea!

There's a strange light.

You're still thin.

You look great.
- I can't stay.

Go...

If you want.

Cool hands.

Good evening.

Good evening.

I can't smoke indoors, so...

I understand.
- Want one?

No thanks.
- Where're you going?

To my room.
- You're sure where that is?

Goodnight.

I didn't see anyone.

Is it late?
Just past 11:00am.

Coffee?

Yeah I'll get it.

Where are they?

Henri and Phillipe didn't return.
Chlo� is outside.

And Claire?

She came down and �liane
sent her to pick mushrooms.

There're none left.
A strange idea.

�liane always has funny ideas.

And Esther?

Ah, I cut myself.

In the village to get
the Sunday paper.

Can I help you?
No it's ok.

Hello?

Yes, just a minute please.

Yes?

Yeah...

I'm coming.

Thank you.

How are you?

The same thing, please.

Was there any fuss?

I mean with your wife.

Or... the others...

No.

good.

I was afraid.

What we did was crazy.

But good, wasn't it?

Yeah.

Really?

Yeah.
- Ah, it's terrible.

I'm afraid of what you think.

I was only sure of one thing
when I saw you yesterday.

I was unhappy without you.

All these years, very unhappy.

Last night...

Last night was...

You left like a thief.

We'll have lunch, I ordered.

I'm not having lunch with you.

How so?

I can't and also...

I don't want to.

I disappointed you.
- No, it was great.

It's been a dream...

Well, I dreamed about it.

Even if I didn't dare admit it.

Then the dream came true.

And?
- And, now I'm 10 years older.

With more responsibilities
a family, a wife, children.

I knew you'd say that.

I liked your wife.

You love her?
- Yes.

Absolutely.

It's a shame Pierre.

Too bad you're full of shit.
- I'm honest, Lea.

And the other one?

The one that gave me the deadly stare.

The other one you bring
to the George Sand.

With her gentle voice,

Her soft, sweet tart's voice.

That hasn't changed
in 10 years, dear.

Sadly you're a bloody hypocrite...

Inconsistent...

A liar.

A coward without balls.

Pitiful.
- There, you see.

We don't need to have lunch.
Everything's been said.

You're just dumping me?

You think you can do that?

What happened?
- Nothing.

What have you done?
- It just slipped.

Would you please follow me?

You too, Mme.

Henri, Inspector Grange.

Commissioner.

I think we've met.
- Yes. Mr. Thomas.

If we could refrain from mentioning
my name to avoid the media.

We'll do what we can.
- Thank you.

Where are you taking Claire?
- Into custody for now.

She confessed?
- She lost her voice.

Esther.

And her children?
- I told Elsa.

We found this in his pocket.
Does it mean anything?

Absolutely nothing.
- Yes.

Pierre was a psychiatrist and
he used it to note his dreams.

And this?

Well that's L�opold.

Oh really.

A Smith & Wesson 38 Special.

Looks like L�opold.
Possibly from my collection.

Yes, I give them names.

But don't throw it
in the water.

I didn't throw it.

My hands were trembling
and I lost it.

Who asked you to take it?
- What had you done?

There was already a victim.

Do you have all the necessary permits
for this type of weapon?

Of course. I'm a senator. Everything's
in order. I've owned guns for 20 years.

I knew there'd be an accident
one day. - An accident, Mme?

A murder.

A murder?
- Yep, what else?

That's nonsense, Henri.
It's an accident.

A suicide, maybe a game,
but not a murder.

Poor Claire.

Don't you mean poor Pierre?
- No, I mean poor Claire.

Why would she do that?
She lived only for him.

Jealousy, �liane.
- Claire jealous?

It's ridiculous, he's cheated
on her for 10 years.

With everyone.
- Yep.

With everyone.
- It's absurd.

That's what I told the commissioner.

When I saw the three of them
Claire, Esther, Pierre like that.

I thought it was a joke.

Acted.

Acted?
- As if they wanted me to believe...

that it happened,
then it really happened.

But what did happen?

Lets go.
Have a look at this collection.

Alright, Fran�ois?

Yes, we've checked it all out.

You can't stay there ladies
we're closing it up.

You mean we can't use the pool anymore?

Why, were you thinking
of taking a swim?

No thanks.

Sir.

Thank you.

Sir.

Thank you Owen.

Did you bring some for Mme Mantovani,
and her friend? I mean, her driver?

Mme Mantovani has left.

When did she leave?

I don't know, Mme,
she left with her friend.

Her chauffeur. They packed their bags.
Incredible, without saying goodbye!

I knew it...

It was wrong to invite her.
- You think?

Until now my weekends
were wonderful.

Wonderful.

Without cases of death
at least.

This Owen's a gem.
The duck sandwiches were great...

Instead of serving venison,
since our...

Can you shut the fuck up?

What? Did I say anything?

It's you.
- I couldn't sleep.

I was thirsty. You're okay?
- More or less.

You went out?

Yeah, I went for a walk.

Am I disturbing you?

I don't wanna talk.

I understand.

It's ok.

I... I haven't had
a chance to tell you.

I really liked Pierre.

Thank you.
- I'll go to bed, you're staying up?

I'll eat something.

I'll leave the lights on?
- Please.

You think Claire is guilty?

I don't believe it.

D'you have anything? My left side hurts.
- Want me to get something? - No.

Well...

Where were you,
doing what?

I was...

Sent to find
mushrooms for dinner.

In the woods
behind the pool.

So, you collected mushrooms.

That was when?
- When?

When? When you heard the shot.
- I don't know.

Around noon.
- Were you afraid?

Were you surprised?

How did you react?

I went to look.

And you saw...

You saw what?

Pierre.

on the ground...

and the gun...

I grabbed the weapon.

And then?

I don't know... I...

I sat down.
I must have felt dizzy.

Then I saw Esther and
�liane looking at me.

I don't understand.
- What?

Your husband lies in a pool of blood.
- I didn't mention blood.

Your husband bleeds, he's dying.

Why bother with the revolver
instead of helping him?

I don't know.
- No, stop it!

Stop saying "I don't know".

It's giving me a headache.

Try to know something.

I'll go get you something.
- Yes, please. Thank you.

So the revolver, it's a 38 special.

You don't know what
made you pick it up.

You've never used it,
You didn't fire it... - I did.

The day before I did.

Except for the day before...

And I have to believe your word.

I've said everything I know.

Lisette!

Turn the sound down.

In the headlines,
the assassination of Pierre Collier.

is still under investigation.

Today Lea Mantovani is our guest.

Good morning.

You returned to France after several
years in Italy, your home country.

I'm just passing through.

Did you know
professor Collier well?

How have you reacted
to this story?

Listen, it's no secret.
Pierre and I had a relationship.

I heard about it like everyone else.
On the news.

It was a shock...
It really scared me.

All the more since you
had recently met again.

You did meet up again? No.

We saw each other.

at a friend's place...
the day before the murder.

But frankly it's just
a coincidence.

Does the police
also think that?

I can't answer for others.
- Have you been questioned yet?

Not yet.

I suppose I'm not top priority.

So it's coming back.

For the moment, the inquiry
is focused on the victim's widow.

No comment on that.
- She's the only!

Thank you for coming...

Alright.

The ballistics say it was a 9mm.

It's a 9mm

a short 9mm to be precise.

And that is a 38.

Can you explain?

If you've got one, I'll buy it.
A theory, and idea, anything?

We charged someone...

The wife.
- No.

We've been taken in by false evidence.

It was planned. Premeditated.

Henri.

Did they say anything to you?

Nothing, they don't tell anything.
- But they keep coming.

Don't they have to...
- They don't need anything.

Can't you phone someone?
What's the point being a Senator?

I have the right to know.
- Actually I'm tired of you.

Pardon?
- I'm tired of you.

How many guns do you have
including your hunting rifles?

Around twenty.

M. Senator, with all due respect,
"around twenty" isn't an answer.

Commissioner...

It's the second time in 3 days
you're searching my house.

I have been courteous.
I ask the same of you.

I need an exact response.

I'm not used to violent
deaths in my house

and police digging in
my garden all day.

I'll answer as I can but tell me
what's going on actually!

We're looking for a gun,
a Colt 9mm.

You have one - It's on your list.

What name have you given it?
- None.

I don't name them all.
- This one, what have you done with it?

Why?
- What have you done with it?

Nothing. Why are you looking for a 9mm,
when it was a 38 that killed Pierre?

It was a 9mm bullet that...

So?
- Nothing.

What about Claire?
- Back home by the end of the day.

�liane?

�liane!

Come here.

Claire has been released.
- Well I should hope so, poor Claire.

Like I've said it all the time.

Why didn't you call me?

I'd have picked you up.

I didn't think of it.

You didn't think of it!

Are the children sleeping?

Shall I wake them up?
- No.

Thank you, good bye.

Another one please, Michel.

Thank you.

Good evening.

Philippe Leger.

Hello.

Do you remember?
We met at Page's.

I remember very well.
- Thanks to you...

I chucked months of useless work
into the garbage.

I find you...
immensely inspirational.

Thank you.

I brought you my last book.
It's here take it.

There's a dedication.

Would you please
bring me a Mojito too?

And then Michel,
take the car to get it checked out.

At this hour?

I've been asking you do to it for days.

It's important.

Will he do anything for you?
- That's his job.

I've nothing to add
to what I said on TV.

I didn't have any intention...
- What do you want?

To talk.

I didn't like Pierre Collier.
- That's your problem.

He was my nemesis.

Jealous?

Yeah, certainly.

I was in love with a woman

who...
well, they were together...

Esther.
You met her at the dinner.

Why did you say "I was in love".

You aren't anymore?

Surprisingly, no.

No, because he's dead,
I fell out of love.

You were in love with him!

Rather disgusted with her.

Sorry.

Excuse me, I'm sorry...

I loved Pierre.

Very much.

Really very much, I loved him.

We were in love...

and then we broke up.

I forgot my keys.

Where've you been?
- That...

I was in bed.

Taking the sofa?

You talked
before he died?

No.

Are you sure?
- Absolutely.

He was about to tell me something.
But he died before he could do it.

Can you tell me about
your relationship?

What relationship?

Take that however you like.
- Who told you about it, Claire?

Or �liane?
Because if it was �liane...

Did she tell you she
also was with him?

It was quite a scandal back then.

You loved him?

Yes, I loved him.

But I wasn't the only one.

All women loved him.

He had many "relationships"
as you call them.

And that was okay for you?

Well, with me it wasn't
quite the same.

With me he talked....
for hours about his work.

He needed me...
also physically.

He pursued me for a long time,
I didn't want to get involved.

You weren't obliged to.

No, but I loved him.

And he?

He...

I was his favourite mistress.

But actually he only loved
one woman in his whole life.

Her name?

Genvieve.

Herbin.

H - E - R - B - I - N

Her age, 82 years.

It was for her
he had found the cure.

She was about... to get her
memory back. But then...

She remembered too much.

"The Collier Affair:
Wife released..."

Your keys and your mobile.

Thank you.

I'm wondering... did I make
a fool of myself last night?

Regrets?
- No.

I hope not. I don't like people
with regrets. - Me neither.

You seem a little... tense.

May I ask you...

What?

What happened with the check?

You paid it.

Don't you remember?
- Yes of course.

What are you doing?
- Getting more comfortable.

You're less fun in the
morning than at night!

We had a nice dinner, didn't we?
- Well, yes.

It's weird, I...
don't remember.

No memory
of what we ate.

We had poached sea bass.
- Oh yeah.

A bass.

And after? - After what.
- After the bass.

After the bass.

Dessert?
- If you want.

The dessert?

Philippe.

There was no dessert.

Philippe, you're in my room.

Yeah, I can see that.

Don't remember anything?
Nothing at all?

Do you think
I strip for anyone?

We screwed!
We had wild sex.

You came on my breasts,
Philippe.

It was... amusing.

Touching.

Pleasant.

Look at your face.

You look like a sponge.

I've never seen
something like it!

What have you this time...
forgotten?

No, I don't like them.
I'll try the others.

Marthe.

What, Philippe?

You're bothering me at work.

Excuse me, Mme.

What is this actually about?

It's called a luxury break-up.

I slept with Lea Mantovani.

Pardon?

I... I slept with
Lea Mantovani.

And that's why you're here.

Well, if every time I...

Actually no, because I
have no memory of it.

How do you know then?

I went to her hotel this morning
and she told me.

Were you drinking?

Yep.

Then it's good you're here.
You can stop for awhile.

Is that all?

Just about.

You sleep with
the love of Pierre's life.

Then you go here
for treatment...

What's the next step?

Marrying Claire?
- Oh shit!

Don't say that. Be Nice.
- That's all I want Philippe.

Tell me for example, was Pierre
already dead when I got to the pool?

Well, I can't because he wasn't.

I could have been there
before Claire.

You could.

Did you kill him?

Is that what you call
being nice?

You think it isn't, no?

Poor Mme Herbin.

We'll have to
tell her one day.

Hello.

Are you Mme Herbin?

I'm Professor Collier's wife.

When will he come to me?
It's several days since...

He was on the fly
for a conference.

He asked me to tell you.

Thank you so much.

Sure she's in her room?
- Yes, but she doesn't pick up.

Which room?
Room 17, 2nd floor, to the right.

Thank you.

Wait for me.

Mme Mantovani!

Ah please,
could you open this door?

Philippe L�ger
For whom are the snakes

"To L�a Mantovani
with all my admiration"

Oh shit.

Shit, shit!

Bertrand.

Call the 6th district Captain.

Find Philippe Leger, the writer.

You understand?

No don't bother,
I'm coming down.

I said I come down.

Oh it's you.

I brought you this.

I'm thirsty.

Here you'll be able to stop.

Esther said that too.
- She's right.

Right, you don't want
anything to eat?

Anything I shall
bring next time?

Something to write with?
- You're leaving already?

I'll return to Dompierre.
I don't wanna drive at night.

What will you do at Dompierre?

�liane's scared and needs
someone, that suits me.

I'd rather not be at home.
- You prefer the place of a murder?

I prefer anywhere.

I'm coming with you.

Take care of yourself.

You can't just leave.

Why not?

What do you want at Dompierre?

Find the truth.

What truth? I don't understand.
You're not well, Philippe.

The truth no one wants to see.

I'm fine.
Where's your car parked?

Henri!

Good evening, Philippe.
- Good evening.

You haven't shaved.
- Neither have you.

I'm going to turn on the TV.
- No!

Why can't I watch the news?
- I can't stand evening TV.

Since when?
- Since always.

You guys suck.

I really can't do anything.

Come outside for a walk,
I need to talk to you.

Why outside?
- I'll tell you.

Let me put on a jacket.

What d'you wanna tell me?

Well, goodnight.
- Night.

I'll also turn in.
- Wait.

Having secrets?
No Chloe,

It's just something that
wouldn't interest you.

OK goodnight.
- Goodnight.

C'mon �liane, I'm exhausted.

You heard what happened
to Lea Mantovani?

No, what is it?

She was killed in her hotel room.
Cut... throat.

It's not true.

It was on the 7 o'clock news.

I didn't want Chlo� to know.

She's very fragile
since then.

She'll find out anyway.

There's more.

When I heard, I was distraught.
I called Esther, she was shattered...

Esther.

Philppe confessed to her...

he slept with L�a the night before
and then went back to see her.

Wait, let me speak.

He had a panic attack.

and checked into a clinic.

Understand why I was
surprised to see him?

You really don't remember?
- Show me.

Well, I must have been...

I must have been about here.

And where was I?
- Up ahead.

Up ahead... Was I far?
Could you see me?

No, I got caught up.

Maybe I was already there
when I heard the shot.

Philippe.

Pierre wasn't killed by a rifle,
it was a 9mm automatic.

An automatic?

Like this one.
- Henri.

This is Alex.

A SIG 7.65.

They didn't find the gun
or the bullet casing.

You always have
a 7.65 in your pocket?

Yes... Always.

But not that particular time.

You know what I think?
- I'd like to turn in now.

Maybe you were ahead and I behind.
- It's enough, Philippe.

You had a reason to hate Pierre.
- Enough, I said!

Philippe must leave at once
tomorrow morning.

Invent a reason!

Tonight, lock your room.

Good night.
I'm turning in.

I'll join my husband.

Goodnight.

Marthe, don't forget your book.

I'm going up.

You going to bed?
- I'm tired. Good night.

Aren't you going to bed?

You could at least
turn towards me.

I always tell you everything.

Yes, that's undeniable.
- Why don't you do the same?

My problem is I'm a creep.
- Indeed. Why?

Because I love you.

There you are.

I've told you my problem,
are you happy?

I guess I should thank you.
- I don't claim anything.

You're a creep.

Very nice for me. Really.
- I couldn't care less.

You're a creep.

�liane, see this pillow?

I'm going to suffocate you,
like I've always wanted.

And why haven't you?

Here we are,
you insulting me to my face.

With two murders on our conscience,
a murderer in the hallway.

Police could come any moment.

Stop that fucking nonsense.
- And on top of it you're vulgar.

Listen, your husband has
nothing at all on his conscience.

I hope and pray Philippe doesn't either.
Now I don't want to hear another word.

I turn off the light.

Philippe

Philippe!

Answer me.
Are you there?

Why didn't you leave me there?

I don't care.

What? - You can do to me
what you did to L�a, I don't care.

So you know about L�a?

So it's true?

Well...

You really did that?

I'm not very proud of it.
- Not very proud?

That's all you can say?

Wait Marthe. There was Pierre too.

What has it to do with Pierre?

There were already many men
dreaming about it.

Dreaming? Of killing her?

Marthe, are you alright?
- She's dead Philippe.

L�a is dead. Killed.
Her throat cut in her hotel room.

It was on the news.

Your car keys. Hurry!

I need your car.

Why my car?

I love you.
Go find your keys.

Hurry!

You got out?

Let me by.
- You're wet.

I fell in the pool.

At the clinic?
- Turn yourself in.

Pardon?
- You know I won't let you down.

Get the fuck out, Philippe!

Alright, I call the cops.

No, wait, wait!

You're hurting me.
- I understand about Pierre.

You loved him, you felt betrayed.
- Cut the crap!

I don't get that story!
- It's about L�a...

It's no story, it's a murder!

They're after me.

But I can't take it,
not even for you.

Get some help, Philippe.

Or go to the cops...
whatever... but go.

I'm tired.

It must be the chauffeur.
- How, the chauffeur?

It's a crime of passion.
I saw her with her chauffeur...

But he didn't know
about the gun room.

But who is it then?

Yes.

Yes, top floor.

You'd better go now.

Unless you wanna
meet the cops.

Not that way.

Where then?
- Through the sky light.

Hurry, they are coming.
Hurry!

Pierre ordered it for you.

I'll get you a bag.

It's so soft.
As if it's skin.

What is it supposed to be?

It's you. Can't you see it?

It's you.

Me, that?

Such a fragile thing?

Don't you like it?

Why shall I have it now?

Couldn't it wait?

Sorry, the tea.

Want some?

Pardon?
- Like some tea?

You didn't answer.

It's the last time
we meet, Claire.

I can't bear what you did.
- It's a folly...

An atrocity.
And the actress...

I can't back you anymore.

Do you hear me?

Claire, do you hear me?

What Claire?

There's no Claire.

There's only Poor Claire.

You believe it was me, no?

The Poor Claire!

You're very stressed!
- You could say that.

The years of lies.

Of shame... and...
on top of it all...

The actress as you call her.

But he loved you...
You know that.

In a way.

He stuck his cock into every hole,
only thinking about me.

Why did you help me?

You would've been lost.
- I didn't ask you to do it.

It was his idea to make it.

Are you sure?

Good. I'm going shopping.

Should I take the statuette?
- As you like.

So you made this piece of shit
together in a fucking break?

There it was!

Claire, put it down!

Philippe.

Help me.

She had a funny way
to say she fooled us.

The lamb is ready.

Leave it in the oven,
I haven't finished.

Do you have a title yet?
- No, but that's no problem.

Why did she do it?

10 years she put up with it
without knowing any details.

But when L�a showed up and
slept with Pierre right in front of us.

Claire freaked out.

She took two guns and
waited for the right moment.

Why two guns?
- It's confusing you, right?

Not you too?
Everyone else fell for it...

It was a pitfall, an illusion.

We saw a culprit
with a gun in her hand.

Except that particular gun
proved her innocent.

Eventually her alibi was that...
we thought she was too stupid...

incapable to cook up
a plan like that.

You'd never
got me like that.

Don't you have something
in the oven?

Original subtitles:
Nocturne & startak

Timing and revision:
TheHugeAnimalFromTheNorth