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Immediately right now.

Hello.

Hello.

Nora.

Xavier.

You're is my office.

Sorry?

This is my office.

- I was told "Next to the meeting room."
- It's next door.

It was vacant...

It's not anymore.

Welcome to Abefi!

Excuse me. Mr Prévôt-Parédès' office?

- Hello.
- Yes, sorry. Hello, Nora.

Oh, you're Nora. I'm Fleur.

Raoul.

Upstairs.

Don't be late, he hates that.

Sorry, excuse me.

Mr Barsac, hello. I am Nora Sator.

I have an appointment with
your associate, Mr Prévôt-Parédès.

The appointment was at 10...

I know, he told me. He can wait,
nobody is in a rush here.

Come in.

Thank you.

Have a seat, make yourself comfortable.

Nora, right?

- How long did you work for Barclay?
A year? - 2!

You have limited experience
but good diplomas.

If I can trust Zeligmann.
And I always trust Zeligmann.

I mean, almost aways.

What do you think?

About Zeligmann? Mr Zeligmann?

He is a bit puffy.
He eats and drink too much.

But... he is smart.

He is in charge of...

synergy.

I think we don't say synergy anymore.
All the best.

It's ridiculous word.

It's awful, ugly. What do we say?

I don't know. Junction?

Junction?

It is as ridiculous. But...
at least there are no Y.

- If you don't need...
- One moment.

I'll give you a present,
for your first day.

You'll call this number for me.

It will give you a leg up.

- Thank you.
- No, wait.

I think someone is already on this.

I will give you a... little advantage.

Here.

Thank you.

I will end this torturous meeting.
Go to your appointment.

When you'll arrive, he'll pretend
to be on the phone with me.

He'll ask if there is a Y in "Banian".

Both are correct, don't get him
started on this.

You can run,
I give you the authorization.

Sure, Arnaud. I'll let her know.
No problem.

You know this is my job.

I'll see you this evening.

Same place, same hour.

I was talking about you with Arnaud.

We created this company together.

It's a bit like... our baby.
If I may say so.

There are our tombstones.

It is a tally we can be proud of.

So you are Nora.

Nora Sator.

- Are you related to Serge Sator?
- You know my father?

A bit.

I mean... In the past.

We went to the same school,
with Arnaud.

Mr Barsac too?

It was a long time ago.

- What does he do now?
- My father?

He is... He was a
researcher in a laboratory.

- Oh, he died?
- No!

Early retirement.

He is still working.
For his own business.

Pure math research. He's been published.

What about your situation?

Sentimental I mean...

Are you living with someone?

Not at the moment.
It's not in my priorities.

Very good answer.
Don't change this.

It'd be easier to change branch.

Speaking of branch...
Have you heard about the banian?

No.

You never went to India, or Cambodia?

Because, the banian...

it's a tree.

A tree...

Scary.

So, did he mention it?

The banian.

A bit. I didn't really understand.

There is nothing to be understood.
He just like to repeat himself.

Any question?

You know my father.

There is no endorsement.
Don't have me sign things I refused.

I'm sorry.

You said?

- You know my father.
- Yes.

He was brilliant.

I admired him.

He had for me deep...

contempt.

Here.

Eventually I gave it back.

Thank you.

- Should I tell him?
- Dad? Don't tell him.

The ambiance will be gloomy tonight.
Don't make it worse.

You're right.

Maybe later.

We were 3 for the job.

I hope I wasn't chosen
because of my name.

What are you offering him?

I don't know.
A little thing, a book...

About the 700...

It's fine, I can wait.

Here.

Give some to your friends
it must be crowded.

Or maybe not. Because
I'm not ready. We're not.

I'm fucking scared.

I already happened.
I fucked everything up.

- Don't come.
- Don't worry, it's be alright.

A belt?

Sure. And shoulders straps too.

Congratulations!

Press here and it's like a cigarette.

Inhale and puff.

Coffee flavor. You can change it.

Dad, a speech!

- No.
- You have to!

One shouldn't celebrate
anything past 60.

One should hide and shut up.

Especially the ones who, like me,
failed in every aspects of their lives.

Dad! Thanks for us.

Tina, you thought it'd be nice
to offer me this thing.

Thanks for the "thing".

Probably because you care
about my health.

Even though you shouldn't.

Nora, this scarf is... beautiful.

And probably expensive.

But you already offered
me one 2 years ago.

3.

The previous one was better.

Or I got used to it. I'll wear
it until it's eaten by insects.

But in the meantime
you'll buy me a new one.

Well, Maya, I won't read your book.

Because I told you
a thousand time that...

I don't like this writer.

You never listen.

Or not much. Or not me.

Oh, it's natural.
Why listen to you own parents?

Especially if they are like me.

Who wants some of this
too sweetened cake?

You're a jerk.

Tina.

No. You really are a jerk.

A jerk and a moron.
A dirty jerk.

Tina, stop.

No! I told I was going to
buy you this thing!

I do care about your health.
Why didn't you say you don't like this?

You'd rather die smoking
your cigarettes?

You like to humiliate me and
humiliate your daughters.

We don't feel...

Or maybe you don't care.

You don't care we are worried
about you and love you.

You want to die?

Die. I...

Sorry, I have to go.

Tina...

Call Tina.

Just fucking do it.

I'll do it.

Call her right now.
And apologize.

Sincerely.

It this your normal state
or a nervous breakdown?

My state is perfectly normal.

I'm fine.

What about your job?

What?

Well, I don't know. You have a new job.
Do you like it?

Where is it? What it is?

When did you start caring about that?

I told you to call Tina.
No diversion, call her.

Hello.

Nora Sator, I called you yesterday.

Nice to meet you.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- Would you like a drink?
- A coffee, please.

- Big or small.
- Small.

Mr Van Stratten just arrived from
Singapore. He'd like to go out tonight.

I told him Paris is not
what is used to be.

I can offer you tickets for
a nice event. My sister is singing.

Your sister is singing. How charming!

Excuse me.

Are you crazy?

I'm fine.

It took me months to catch this fish.
Did you look at the files?

Now you're inviting him
to see you sister sing?

He'll think we...

Excuse me.

I don't have much time.

I'll come to the point.

The volume of your distribution
has grown so fast...

that you want to take part in production
and increase your income.

So...

Looking at the pitch...

I thought you could launch
a business in refrigeration.

- It was your priority.
- Yes.

- I targeted 2 or 3...
- It's too much.

Sorry?

I want an offer, no hypothesis.

I don't care about your hypothesis.

Mr Van Stratten...

Do you know that the Green-Dawn
group is going to...

dissociate itself from Méchain?

The Brothers?

I worked on this case
for a previous job.

They are implanted in
Netherlands, Spain...

They have a turnover of 65 millions.
It may not be as much as you expected.

But I think it's the perfect target.

3 minutes.

May I offer you a ride?

I'll walk, thanks.

I was only being polite.

Thanks for you politeness.

You don't have to thank
people all the time.

I'm polite too.

By the way...

It's probably too fun for you but
I gave one to everybody so...

Thanks.

It's was superb!

- You were great!
- You are beautiful.

She is my sister.

Fleur, Raoul.

Pleased to meet you.
Good evening.

Zeligmann, Xavier.

Xavier, Maya.
Maya, Xavier.

Van Stratten didn't show up.

He was wrong.

- I liked it?
- Yes.

Congratulations.

You can talk to women.

- I have to sit down.
- Here, near me.

Your dress in amazing.

Let's have a toast!

Cheers!

To music! To life!

To love and...

and songs.

Mr Barsac will wait for you
at Longhcamp's.

At 10:30 P.M.
Please confirm.

Hey bitch!

You good bitch?

You were great yesterday.

I had to left but...

Your colleagues are nice. Cool.

What's wrong?

I got this message.

It's your boss?

He's inviting you to a diner
on a Sunday?

Weird.

There are no Sundays in this job.
I can't refuse.

- Refuse what? To get laid?
- Are you insane?

How dare you say such a thing?

Oh, my friend.
I'm in Caracas right now.

I just landed. I'm on the tarmac.

One moment, I have a call.

- It could be fresher, but give
some to the lady. - Very well.

Hello? Yes. Excuse me.

At the end of the month.

With the same pleasure.
See you soon.

There will be no rest,
neither day or night.

It's written in the apocalypse.

Have you ever been to Caracas?

- No.
- Me neither.

May I recommend you fish and seaweeds?

Lucien, two fishes.

We'll see about the dessert.

- Is the table ready?
- Yes, sir.

Arnaud!

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

The time is coming.

It will be alright. I have faith in you.
Good evening, Madam.

A jurist. He's applying to the Academy
of Moral and Political Sciences.

If one day you want to
have a seat there...

There 3 persons you should
never ever criticize.

Raymond Aron, the Pope and your mother.

So it's not for me.

You don't love the Pope?

I don't have a good
opinion of my mother.

What do you reproach her?

She left for Canada 20 years ago.
She barely send news.

I suppose it was not easy
to live with my father.

Good evening. Madam, Sir.

The chef cooked a Thai salad
with meat and vegetables.

- Bon appétit!
- Thank you.

What did he do?

What?

My father, what did he do?

Did I mention him doing something?
I don't think so.

Let's say we did not come
to be friends. That's all.

I don't say it's too bad. I have
no regrets. It'd be a loss of energy.

I hope he is proud of you.

I don't know.

I am proud of you.

You made a great deal.

If I had a daughter...

I wish she was like you.

It...

What kind of tree is the banian?

- Pepe didn't told you?
- No.

It's like a ficus.

From the fig trees family.

A "strangling fig tree".

"Strangling"?

The tree doesn't grow
like another tree.

It needs another tree to grow.

Its branches are like tentacles.

That's how the banian grows.

Progressively strangling
the tree that helped it.

It rambles and make it suffocate.

It destroys it and become
huge, monstrous.

That is the banian.

Most of them are in India.

But he has cousins all over the world.

In Amazonia, in example.

The "Mata Palo".

The "tree-killer".

Dessert?

No.

Coffee?

- No, thanks.
- Coffee.

You will need a coffee.

I have an urgent case to handle.

I'd like your expertise.

It's nice.

You should see it in daylight.
Well, maybe you will.

Excuse me?

The help I need...

may take some time.

Where are the files?

In my office, downstairs.

Don't mind the mess.
I live like a hippie.

Listen...

Actually someone is waiting for me.

Waiting?

There is no one.

But I won't go downstairs.

My wife, Solveig.

Nora Sator.

Good night.

Good night.

- Nora...
- Nora Sator.

Nora is our new draftee.

She's great.

I have something to work on.
I need her help.

Will it be long?

Probably.

- I bought some Armagnac. It's...
- Yes, I know.

Good luck.

Let's have a look at the case.

It's a provisional planning
I must present in the morning.

To these dumb Americans!

Fuck!

- Hello.
- Hello.

Where is Mr Barsac?

He left for Caracas.

Coffee? It's ready.

Yes, thank you.

Where is the dog?

There is no dog.

- Sugar?
- Yes.

A black dog.

Not at all.

Beautiful hair.

You are very pretty, miss.

Very pretty.

I hope Ezilie made no compliment.

- She said I was pretty.
- Fuck!

Ezilie!

Yes, Solveig?

Tell her she pretty.

Madam?

This lady has something to tell you.
Tell her.

You are very pretty.

Now you are clean.

My husband is sorry, he had to go.
He saw your note and was very satisfied.

He thinks you are very smart.

I have to go now. I have a car
I can give you a lift.

I'd be nice, thank you.

Are you ready?

Yes.

- I thought I could see your dog.
- My dog?

We had one that died 10 years ago.

An English bulldog.

He had a tonic name: Sargenor.

Poor thing. One have to die of
something, but he had everything.

Emphysema, diabetes, everything.

Where are going? Home? Office?
I'm heading to Langues O.

You're a teacher?

No, a student.

I'm doing a Ph.D in Khmerology.

Khmerology?

Ancient Khmer.

After my dog died... well that dog...

I resigned from my job.

A good job. I was financial manager
of a telephony company.

I followed a man to Asia, to Cambodia.

It didn't go well.

He went home and I stayed. Then...

Barsac got me.

Sorry, I'm being talky.

I'm a morning person.

I'm of a useless negativity,
as he said.

He who?

Hegel. Haven't you read Hegel?

Maths, calculation and finance are fine.

But if you don't study a bit of
philosophy, literature and poesy...

You easily become...

So, you're Serge's daughter.
He is still unshaved?

Most of the time.

He wants to look young.
But it used to look dirty.

He wore rags, horrible things.
It was awful.

Is he still a pain?

Your father is a jerk.
He's intelligent, but a jerk.

Why are you saying this?

Maybe he has changed...

It's not about him.

How dare you talk to me like this?

- Pull off.
- I'll stop talking.

No, pull off please.

Thank you.

Cold shivers are running
through his body.

His body is wrapped by cold.

He is carried by waves
that hit the bank.

He is lifted, soaring.

His body is emptied and inflated.

There are the same signs, upside down.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

His body is emptied and inflated.

He is lifted, soaring.

What can I tell you?

See Clinch.

Do it. He's old and ugly.

Resentful and bitter.

Ominous.

- And bold. He lost his hair.
- Yes!

Bold.

You'll be horrified, but relieved.

And me?

You?

You are beautiful.

And young.

And I miss you, so much.

Terribly.

I missed the meeting.
They didn't call me.

He'll probably reject you.
That's what I'd do.

You're right.

I'm always right.

Even if it's not a tranquility.

Don't worry, I won't see him.

We invested significant money,
so don't disappoint us, alright?

Next meeting I need this results.
Bottom line results.

I'll give you a rats ass about details,
just get it done.

I don't think that needs translation.

This is where we are.

And what do we have?

Apart from th
Van Stratten-Méchain merger?

Nothing. Not this.

Useless things. Zeligmann.

I think Méchain is not a good target.
We have other cases...

Wait, our race is not
a marathon, it's a sprint.

Prévôt-Parédès is formal.
The Méchain's will never sell.

There is one word I can't stand hearing.

It's "never"!

Stop thinking Prévôt-Parédès
is en example to follow.

Nora.

Your turn.

Speak up, we're listening.

I think, Mr Zeligmann,

That Prévôt-Parédès'
opinion is outdated.

Green Dawn's withdrawal
changed the game.

If we come with a strong offer...

I spoke to Alexandre, Méchain's elder.
He said he was interested.

This is a good talk.

Sometimes, I wonder why I pay you.
Where has your energy gone?

I caught Van Stratten.

I'm not here to give you a good grade.
I'm here to make things happen.

Zeligmann, you're going
to the 3rd floor.

You'll take care of the marketing.
You'll be happier.

And, please...

Start working on the case.

Nora, Xavier, you will meet
the brothers tomorrow.

Me too?

Nora, there now is an empty office
near mine, please move in.

Right now?

Yes, immediately right now. Come on!

Let's work!

- Do you need a coffee?
- Yes, thanks.

By the way, I'm Samia.

Thank you Samia.
No sugar.

You're waiting for Zeligmann?
I'm looking for him.

Mr Zeligmann is not here.
He moved to marketing.

Oh, of course!

We've been talking about it. Well...

That's done now. Good.

Did you attend the video conference?

I had an external meeting.

How can I help you?

I don't need help.

Arnaud will tell me.

He is next door.

You think I don't know that?

The spitting image of Clinch.

- How did you call me?
- I didn't call you.

- You said spitting image.
- You misheard.

I heard very well.
The spitting image of Clinch.

What does that mean?

You are being aggressive.

That doesn't mean anything.

I need to talk to you.
Solveig.

Why?

Give me your address.

Won't you sing tonight?

You always have good questions.

Where is my sister?

- You're alone?
- Don't mention her.

Be careful, I love her.

She may be a bitch, I'm the only
one who can criticize her.

Got it?

Yes, she is a bitch.

So what?

You're a bitch too.

One has to be a bitch to do such a job.

I agree.

Slaves.

This is what you are.

Slaves, sexual slaves.

It excites some people.

Who?

Me, in example.

I'll be out in an hour.

I'll be frank,
I never fuck the first night.

Fine with me.

I suck like a pro.

Give me another one.

What are you doing?

I forgot, I must get up early
tomorrow to catch a train.

- Are you trying to offense me?
- No, to pay.

40€.

Did I scare you?

It's not you.

It was bullshit.

It was a joke, didn't you get it?

It's not you. It's me, it's tiredness
and I really get up early.

- True?
- I swear!

- Last one on the house.
- No, I'm done.

It's called the stirrup move.

Bye.

Replace me.

Xavier.

Just one kiss for the road.

I never do it neither the first night.

So there will be another one.

So there will be another one.

Here.

Sit down.

Don't you offer me a drink?

Oh! Well, I don't have many choice.

Opened lame wine.

Tea. Coffee.

No champagne?

Even if I had...

Right.

It would be ridiculous
and inappropriate.

Let's have bad wine.
What is it?

Red, expired and lame.

Sounds good!

It perfectly suits this situation.

I feel better.

I'll get it.

- May I go with you?
- No! Don't move!

What are you doing?

I don't understand your question.

- I mean, do you work?
- Of course.

Won't you tell me what you do?

What's the point?

Ergodic theory, Markov's process...

Ever heard of this?

Let's say you're going
from this avenue to that place.

Passing by this street and that square.

You always have the same
number of footsteps, K.

The chain this-that-this-that,

no matter its order,
is a regular ergodic chain.

I see.

You don't, but it's okay.

What did you do with your hair?

The wind took it.

I changed to color.
Did you notice?

You don't remember.

I remember everything.

And you still hate me?

What is that sound?

Nothing. Polish workers are
renovating the place next door.

They should renovate your.

I can't afford it.

Of course...

What, "of course"?

Of course, you can't afford it.

Why are you here?

What's gotten into you?

It's disgusting.
It's just gotten into me.

I saw your daughter.

Which one?

- You have many?
- I have two.

The one called Nora.

She works at...

Don't you know?

Can't you be silent now?

Work quietly or at decent hours!

Serge?

Serge?

Where is Mr Sator?

Sator?

Excuse me.

Serge?

What? Are we arriving?

Have you even been on a boat?

What kind?

Like on top of water.

I am a rower.

A big boat, I mean.

I wish I had. Why?

You know what clinch means?

What? No idea.

Clinch, singular, feminine.

It means to fasten an anchor cable.

You wanted to be a sailor?

No.

Too bad.

Prévôt-Parédès called
me Clinch's daughter.

Maybe he thinks your mother is a cable.

And your father an anchor.

Or the contrary.

Can I sleep now? I barely slept.

You had a party?

Maybe.

You should try someday.

Or maybe partying, for you, is...

to fool people to have a promotion.

- Who are you talking about?
- Nobody.

We are moving the old B152
that we don't produce anymore.

They are coming here.

Yes, since we changed its shape.
I'll show you.

We are not a majority anymore.

They can do whatever they want to.

They can revoke us.

Listen...

I've know you for 40 years.
I have only only quality...

I am not your best friend,
I am your only friend.

You can still cancel the Méchain deal.

Did you understand? Hello?

Are you talking alone?

I hung up the phone 10 minutes ago.

Do you realize you often do this?

- You'd like the deal to be canceled?
- No! I wouldn't like, no.

I'm asking you.

You put the company at risk.

And you didn't consult me.

If I had to consult you every time
there is a risk...

We're here. We'd be here.
We'd have disappeared.

I'm a gambler, so I gamble.

The risk... is ridiculous.

- Except if...
- Except if?

Except if Van Stratten hear about it.

- Who could tell him? You?
- I never betrayed you.

You mean professionally, I suppose.

Sell you stocks.

You heard me. Sell your stocks.

You annoy me.
Actually, you're a real pain.

You are useless. Sell your stocks
and disappear.

I never thought you'd say this.

Thank you.

We'd like to know who is buying.

I'm afraid I can't tell you yet.

Not before you confirm the deal
and sign a secrecy clause.

- Do you always work together?
- It's the first time.

It's surprising.

- All I can tell is it's a big company.
- American? Indian?

No, European. Its activities
are similar to yours.

They want to get bigger,
not destroy you.

Let's say...

Sorry, our client's offer
is good enough.

- We can't discuss it.
- No negotiation.

Dad, it's Nora. Call me back when
you get this message. Kisses.

What do you think the probability is?

I'd say 75%.

The elder is in
but the other one, Léon...

I'm not sure.

- Are there Russians in the
Méchain family? - Why?

Alexandre and Léon, it sounds Russian.

Their mother was born as Seriougine.
Didn't you look at the data?

- Not as much as you.
- It's better to party.

"No negotiation".
It put us down to 35%>

You know what? Fuck you!

I'm not from your world.
My parents work in an hotel in Niort!

I've been trying to pay back
my studies' debt for 7 years.

I'm allowed to be tired and vulgar.

I said "No nego" because it was shorter.

One day you'll be tired
and vulgar too.

You should realize that...
I'm talking to you!

Are you crazy?

Poor guy.

- Hey, it's me.
- What?

What? Fragile Whitey? Who?

Your colleague. Do you have
his phone number?

- No I don't.
- Get it for me.

I can't hear you, it's windy.

Did you talk to Dad?

- No. I thought you...
- No.

It's weird.

Go to his place.

I don't have the keys.

- And Tina?
- What?

Doesn't Tina have the keys?

What?

Where are you?

I'll be home tomorrow.

Go to his place. Ring the doorbell.
Leave a not.

I can't hear you.

Slip a note under the door.

Telephone!

- Méchain is calling.
- Fuck!

Why don't you call back?

I can't if I'm not dressed.

B.M.I.O.P.

What? Is it canceled?

B.M.I.O.P.
Big Money In Our Pockets.

They will look at the deal.
They are in!

We will be rich! We did it!

- We're the best!
- Stop!

- You're wet.
- Sorry.

You don't seem to realize.

We succeeded! We succeeded!

Stop, it makes me sad.

What is making you sad?

Success. It makes me sad.

What is the matter?

Well, if you're going to cry I'll go.
I'm freezing.

- Well...
- Hmm...

We may dine together.

I don't think so.

Okay.

See you tomorrow then.

See you tomorrow.

I forgot to...

Come to Dad's house.
Right now.

- So?
- Finally!

I was in a train!
What's up?

- We called the emergencies.
- He's inside. - I'll try again.

- He picked up the phone?
- Dad!

Dad, it's me, Maya.

What? I can't hear you?

Please open the door,
we are outside.

He agreed.

- Do you hear something?
- Nothing.

I didn't recognize his voice.

Dad! Dad!

Dad!

A problem?

Dad!

I can't...

Not now!

Come in.

Don't come here.

Is he...?

Naked.

He is naked.

You scared us.

Maya, can you go out please?

- You have to rest.
- You don't have to sit down.

Your sister...

She is rough but...

loving.

She is an artist.

A bad one, but...

- She will get better.
- She's not that bad. - Let me speak.

She is more human than you.

With your intelligence,
I hoped you...

would have greater ambition than
making profit for a financial company.

I disappointed me on that point.

On every points actually.

I understand you didn't dare
talking to me. No problem.

But you don't just lack moral strength.

There is something in you...

that is deeply mediocre.

Actually you are not that smart.

By the way... Intelligence...

I know a bunch of people that
are supposed to be smart but...

When you walk away from life,
you end up in the dirtiest idiocy.

Don't worry.

I won't ask you to resign from
this job you love so much.

I don't want you to be unemployed.

I'd rather... stop seeing you.

You're talking about yourself.

You walked away from life.

I am alive.

And fuck you.

What did he say.

- "No nego", I said!
- You're crazy!

We were hopeless, on the beach.

I was defeated. I went to swim.
The water was frozen!

And the phone rang!
But I was naked! Naked!

I grabbed the phone and thought:
"I can't answer naked."

I dressed up.

Then I picked up the phone
and they said: "We're in."

I was right to dress up first!

Hello.

Congratulations.

Excuse me?

I were right, I was wrong.

Do you like them?
He likes orchids.

- He isn't here?
- The boss? He left for Caracas.

- Coffee?
- Thanks.

Congratulations for
the results you got.

Thank you.

Did you look at all the contracts
the Méchain signed in the last 5 years?

Yes I did.

I had a thorough look at it, I suppose.

Yes, but there are many of them.

So you checked...

thoroughly, every single company,
the boards, the strategies...

Did you make advanced research...

on the stockholders?

Advanced, no.

I didn't think it was necessary. Why?

No, I... Just like that.

That's all.

Thank you.

Why did you call me Clinch's daughter?

Not again! I was tired and irritated.

Forget it.

It's about my father.
He's in the hospital.

Is he ill?

Not really.

Which hospital?

Why? Do you want to send flowers?

Yes, why not?

3rd floor.

You good, bitch?

Oh, it's you.

Who did you think it was?

Sorry to come unexpectedly
but you don't answer my calls.

- What happened with Dad? He won't tell.
- I don't want to tell. Let him be.

Sorry, I don't feel well.
I need to be alone.

Your wish comes true.

Yes, 3rd floor.

Why didn't you say you
were expecting someone?

Sorry.

Don't worry, I won't bother you.

Bye! See you soon.

How are you?

Fine.

Sorry. Curiosity.

You actually had his phone number.

And you, do you like making fun of me?

Maybe you both like it.

Maya...

Can you explain?

The day before our trip...

- I met with your sister at her bar.
- The party was with her?

Three tequila shots after
the Zeligmann episode. That's all.

- Okay, let's stop here.
- Nora!

I'm not strong enough for this.

This what?

Start a love story based
on lies. Let's stop here.

You lied too.

Fine. Let's stop here.

Let's talk about business.

I spent my day on this.
I exploded.

I checked the consultants that worked
for Méchain in the last 5 years.

You want to know the result.
There is a conflict.

This company, Event Horizon 3000.

3 years ago, they made a deal of
7 millions for consulting.

Guess who is the main stockholder,
owning 32.5%.

- It's not possible.
- No, it's not.

We are supposed to be in-between.

If Van Stratten learn this, he will
ask if we work for him or the seller.

There is a huge conflict of interest.

He could be pointed out
and lose credit.

Did you find this by chance?

Prévot-Parédès.

He lead you on this?

Why? It's suicidal.

Ask him.

You're throwing me out now?

I'm on sick leave.

Seriously.

Don't call me.

- Yes?
- It's me.

What?

I thought of something
about the problem.

- Tell me.
- Let me in please.

You didn't understand.

I understand, but I have something
important to tell you.

Nora?

I coming.

Nora!

What is this thought?

Won't you let me in?

You had no thought.

I did. It may not be a big deal?

- What?
- The conflict of interest.

If Van Stratten doesn't search,
he won't find out.

What about the conditions?
There will be an audit.

They will only check current
litigations and procedures.

Maybe.

It's sure. They will never find out.

If we shut up.

We shut up and get our money.

You may not but I need it.

- Why are you doing this?
- Stop.

You stop!

I told you to stop!

Let me go.

Here are your documents.
And your welfare card.

- Thank you.
- Have a good day.

Hello.

- Mr Sator's room, please.
- Yes.

One moment.

Well, Mr Sator is
in neurology. 3rd floor.

Room 318. Here is the elevator.

Thank you.

Hello.

Hello.

Excuse me, I'm looking for
Mr Sator's room.

I was told he was in room 318
but he's not there.

He left already, Madam.

- Left... Left?
- Yes.

Maybe you'll see him at
the front desk. It's ground floor.

Thanks a lot.

What are you doing here?

- What you did was absurd.
- I didn't mean it.

I mean disappearing all of a sudden.

Either you want to see me
or you don't.

You welcomed me.
I don't know why, but...

Then you disappeared, completely.

No.

- No what?
- I didn't disappeared, I fled.

Then I had a blackout or something.

Was it because I talked
about your daughter?

That wasn't it.

So what was it?

The thing we're doing now!

What are we doing?

I was trying to avoid
the thing that is happening.

Can't you ever speak clearly?
What is it?

- Speak.
- Is it bad. What should we do?

You, I don't know.
But I should be silent.

And throw boiling oil
at your face.

Too bad! I can't see anybody
cooking French fries now.

What you wanted was...

Politely have your debt paid off.

- You're wrong.
- No.

That is how it sounded.

Where did you go?

Last floor.

I was filled with fear.

That you would find me.

Panicked.

- Ridiculous. As I've always been.
- No.

I never was ridiculous?

Not anymore.

Thank you, how kind.

You're welcome.

- Then?
- Then what?

After I left!

- Your schemed worked, you had won.
- I had won, of course. Won.

Well... Then...

I came back home.

I undressed to go to bed.

And...

There was...

Moonlight on the wall.

When I looked at this, I thought...

Something weird, idiotic.

I don't know, I felt...

A kind of harmony.

It was...

I felt like I...

I had discovered a new theory.

It was almost here,
I could almost catch it.

It was in front of me.

And inside me at the same time.

It was like...

Like a light, but stronger.

It was blinding.

And...

I woke up here.

It's so ugly here.

It's not meant to be beautiful.

But it could be prettier.

Like everything.

Tina, it's me. I just got home.

Well, call me if you feel like it.

I have nothing special to tell you.

Ezilie, I didn't ask you to
clean the windows.

You did, Madam.

You do what I say.
And do nothing when I'm silent.

You can have no initiative.

I know, Solveig.

And stop casting spells on me,
everything is because of you.

- Everything what, Solveig?
- Everything. I know you.

Excuse me.

I don't know where I put my mind today.

Did I give you your wage?
I may have forgotten.

- I was paid on Monday.
- Oh, Monday.

- What day is it today?
- Friday.

- Do you want a coffee?
- No, Madam.

Excuse me, I've been nervous recently.

Did I say anything mean?

Madam, you're ill. You have fever.
I can see it.

No! I'm cold.

I'm dead.

You are being ridden.
Ridden by a spirit.

Ridden?

I wish I were. I'd like it!

Even a spirit,
as long as it has a dick.

- Do spirits have dicks?
- Not all of them.

Too bad.

It's alright, just a little crisis.

It will pass.

Everything passes, luckily.

Unfortunately.

You are a calm person, Ezilie.

Even if you socialize with weird priests
- your cousin told me -

You're still more sensed than me.

Look, one day I was crazy enough to
fall in love with two opposite men.

The first one wrote me poems,
so I left with the other one.

But I loved the first one.

You get it?

No, Madam.

Wait, you'll understand.

There were very, very bad poems.

With grotesque maritime metaphors.

A bit like Saint-John Perse.

That was no excuse. Look.

Read.

What is underlined here.

The clinch of sexes and
tinted legs.

Tauten, not tinted.

Sails are tauten.

It means maximum tense.

He wrote such things because
we had slept together.

I showed this to the man
that became my husband.

I knew what he'd do.

And he did it.

What did he do?

- Photocopies.
- Photocopies.

He distributed them.

After that, the man I loved...

was called Clinch. He became Clinch.
It ruined his life.

- Funny, isn't it?
- No, Madam.

It was not the bad.
It was not a crime.

He didn't have to get mad.

I betrayed him. That's it.

It's a shame, but
it's not insurmountable.

One day, you have to be an adult.
Grow up, and turn over a new leaf.

Don't you think?

This will be my last day, Solveig.

You can pay me.

I paid you already.
You said it.

I'll be ill on Monday.

Okay, wait.

Well done.

Don't you work today?

I'm back already.

- Ezilie won't be here on Monday.
- Really? Why?

- I make her sick.
- You? Why?

She thinks I'm disgusting.

- A big stinking crap.
- You're overreacting.

I love when you seduce me.

Why are you back?

Do you remember the thing PP owned?
The 357 Magnum.

The what?

A gun.

A Magnum. 357.

No. Why?

No reason.

I have to pay Ezilie.

- He...
- He misfired.

I mean, not totally.

The specialist said he may not
be able to repair his right eye.

In the country of the blind...

- Good evening, Miss.
- Good evening.

I have something for you.

- What is it?
- Poison.

Misery.

What am I supposed to do with this?

You'll find out.

Wait.

Are you alright, Nora?
You don't look fine.

I'm fine, thank you.

- Are you sure?
- Yes.

Well, I think we shall begin.

Gentlemen, please have a seat.

How was your sister's concert?

- Good, thank you.
- Sorry I couldn't go.

Is there another date planned?

I don't know.

If you all agree, we'll proceed
to the signatures.

As one says in a church...

If someone is opposed to this union...

speak now or forever hold your peace.

Let's see...

No!

No what? What's gotten into you?

Is Mr Van Stratten aware of your
interest in the company he is buying?

Buying on your initiative.

- I don't see what...
- There are documents.

I printed them.

Thank you for your honesty.

But do you really think
this is new to me?

Don't think you're big.

I hope you are satisfied
with this deal. I am.

We will do a great job.

You too!

Congratulations!

Between us. Eye to eye.

You thought I was a fool?

- It's ridiculous. I knew you knew.
- Sure! I'm such a fool.

It doesn't matter as long as
it's a good deal.

I signed because the deal was good.

But I can't accept
what you tried to hide.

I don't trust you and
I'll let people know.

That's what Tweets are made for.

I'm surprised.

And sad.

Another thing. Your share,
you can forge it.

I'm being polite in front of the lady.

Let's have lunch.

I made a reservation.
Do you like Thai food?

You stay here.

He bluffed, so as not to
look like a fool.

He didn't know anything.

You know what will happen now?

Our friends from New-York and
this rat of Van Stratten

who would kill his mother to make profit

will make an arrangement
and I'll lose everything.

Good.

I won't ask why,
you must have your reasons.

Xavier, did you know?

Xavier?

You knew, and you didn't tell me.

You're done for it,
everybody will know.

That's what Tweets are made for!

# treachery #denouncement
and so on.

Trust me.

I'll change my job.

I should have done it long ago.

Hash-tag whatever you want to.

Fuck you.

- Xavier!
- Leave me alone.

Yes, he is angry.

He may like you. But lose
his bonus and his job...

He has the right to be angry.

Did I ask you to leave?
You are still my employee.

I was proud of you.

What did I do to you?

To me, nothing.

Dreams.

You are all dreaming.

I have projects.

Projects are made to be achieved.
Dreams to be deceived.

I have no regrets.
I don't have to apologize.

But he will not forgive you.

You love that boy?

Do you love him?

Don't miss him.

The clinch of sexes and
tinted legs...

Nora!

Nora.

I was afraid to miss you.

Are you aware that
things are changing fast?

Barsac is out.

I know.

Let me tell you I'm the new boss.
Our friends from New-York are with us.

Congratulations.

But they asked for one thing.

You have to work with us.

- I don't understand.
- They want someone young and dynamic.

You have such qualities.

Qualities?

You adapt and analyze quickly.

You will have stocks.

We will quadruple you salary.

You'll be our associate.
We trust you.

Can I think about it?

Think?

Only the weak think.

I wouldn't think if I were you.

I forgot this.

What are you doing here?
Your place is upstairs now.

It's a good thing you go upstairs.
It's coherent.

Coherent?

What? Don't tell me it makes you angry.

I'm not angry.

Good luck then!

Bye!

- Xavier!
- Yes?

- I texted you, why...
- Why what?

I put a condition in my staying.

Not staying, promotion.

That you stay with us.

I heard.

- So I'll work for you.
- With me.

No, for you.

Same job. Except I do them for you,
not for Barsac.

This is so different, of course!

Have a look at me.

I thought you did a crazy thing.

For morality. Or to annoy me.

Actually it was your stroke.

You get rid of your boss
playing the virtuous lady.

Now you have the job you wanted.

Masterstroke.

Your a master.

Well done.

Is that what you really think?

Who cares?

- Where are you going?
- Looking for a job.

Nora, we're waiting for you.

The debriefing.

I'm coming.

Could you say a word about Barsac?
A nice word.

Did you find it?

Yes.

Thank you.

I went to see Dad yesterday.
I brought ham.

- How is he going?
- As usual.

No, I have to tell you.

Do you remember the playboy?
The Polish working next door?

He's a painter?

Artist and painter. Wladek.

You like his painting?

Abstract and geometrical.
Not great.

But... I'm found of him.

I love him.

Super. Anything I forgot?

The X-Ray.

Right. In the living room.

On the table.

- Is it the taxi?
- What?

Yes. Let's go.

So this is where you fought.

It's dumb, every time I come here,
I feel like he'll reappear.

Thank you.

Where is the taxi?

I'm leaving.

Bye, bitch.

What?

This song is called
"Northern train-station, 10 A.M."

It's meaningless. It's because...

I was there, one morning,
in a cafe at the train-station.

It was the Eastern train-station,
but Northern sounds better.

Anyway...

I saw this guy passing by.

This man.

A bit hunched, with a coat.

He bought a newspaper and
dropped some coins on the floor.

He didn't see me, I think.

This is a song about my father.

Subtitles: tadanobu@KG

10 A.M.
Black sky and rain

Noise and crazy traffic

You went out and thought...

It'd have been better to stay in bed.

You buy your everyday newspaper
with sudoku and crosswords.

You realize without thinking
You should have stayed under the blanket

You must get up with hope

You have to make your day

Endure it until the evening

Every morning, start over

The dreams the night give you
Will not bring back the past

In the morning, the bright light
Shine on the huffy sheets

You head to the door
You closed it yourself

Your Eurydice died twice
And the door was locked twice

Still you must have hope
Get up and have to make your day

Endure it until the evening
Every morning, start over

With a strong drink
Spend time in the evening

And if the night is dark
The day still has to rise

With two round balls of ice

Your dry cheeks and
your tired eyes say...

It's not everybody, loved
has ruined so much

And I love without saying
Your gray forehead and your burning look

Every day you breath
I'll love you until the last

The sun slowly breaks through
The curtains squeak

The sound of Paris waking up
And the sky white

...as milk

...as milk

You have to live with the hope
Of making your day

Live every moment until the evening
In the morning start over