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Do you like it?

Well? You like it?

- Mm. - So you don't like it?

It belongs to the company.

It's a little too small.

- You can always return to Paris. - I know.

- Run! Run! - He won't get me!

Don't worry, I'll be fine.

- Ladies and gentlemen, what would you like? - Two beers.

I'd prefer a Sputnik.

A Sputnik for ma'am...

A Sputnik? Pardon me ma'am, what is a Sputnik?

It's the original name... the Americans call it Screwdriver.

Screwdriver?

The lady would like Orange Juice and Vodka, Simon.

Right, ma'am?

I was about to explain.

But you don't have vodka, right Simon?

Right, Frau Spiess. I'm sorry, ma'am.

Take the beer, dear.

And if I don't want?

Whiskey and Coca Cola maybe? With lots of ice?

Okay.

- Did you hear, Simon. - I'm running, Frau Spiess.

If you allow... Karin Spiess, advertising director.

Well, advertising... actually I sell soap and beverage.

That's less harmful than selling sex and violence,

or politics... like they do in cinema.

And this is... Eva.

She has an impossible last name. "BB", "PP", or "CC"...

From Prague or Budapest. I can't remember.

Pleased to meet you. Yvette and Paul Marais.

Pleased to meet you. Are you on holiday?

No, I came to design a resort.

An architect! That's fabulous. And ma'am?

She accompanies me... to relax a little.

She does right. Here it's sun, sea and a lot of fresh air.

Well, Karin Spiess has rented a nice house here...

She gives a party tonight.

Why don't you come too? There'll be few people only.

Nothing special, a little apocalyptic. But we'll have fun...

Well... Will you come?

- Yes, thank you. - "Wunderbar"!

One moment, Simon...

- Here. - Thank you.

- Well, see you tonight. - Goodbye.

Come on Eva.

- You could at least ask me, right? - What, dear?

How "what"? If I want to go to the party, my dear...

I thought you'd be happy.

Are you thinking for me now?

Where is he?

Don't worry. Pigs are fashionable nowadays.

- Your Sputnik, ma'am. - Thank you.

- So you're here to design a resort. - Yes, ma'am.

- Will you build it also? - The company I work for will do it.

- Which company is it? - Giraud & Co.

- Where're you from? - Paris.

- I've never heard of it. - Too bad.

Did you see him?

- I run a construction company in Rome. - Oh, Really?

It is a very important company.

Yes, it's so important she has no time for her husband.

- Did you see him? - Serves him right!

Why do those buildings collapse from the slightest shock...

You can't speak without the neighbours hear everything and nothing works!

- Where is he? - They offered us lots of money.

They wanted to buy the land where our cabin was.

They tried to force us to sell...

Finally they agreed to our conditions...

- Didn't you see him? - But we did the deal ourselves.

It wasn't easy,

but we found a German who only saw the label "Made in Italy"...

Then he told his agent to buy everything.

- Hope you don't mind, Frau Spiess. - For heaven's sake!

In Italy you can sell anything that is "Made in Germany".

Have you seen him?

Come.

So you've been married for 10 years but you don't have children. Why not?

- Who knows? - We want but can't afford it.

I work in a large warehouse and Michel in a bank.

We're too busy, you understand?

You haven't heard from him?

However, we have a small factory, two workers and an accountant.

We buy yarn, for cash.

We are the only ones who pay in cash.

We reinvest all the interest in promissory notes.

Then it's displayed by models known from magazines or in shop windows.

Here we pay in cash too.

We'll send t-shirts to a factory,

where they're ironed, put on our labels and packed.

No one has seen him or heard from him.

Don't be so passive! We'll die of boredom if we let him go on.

Where is he?

Well, he has his work and we are just accessories.

That's why you have to be active, participate, collaborate.

- Like you? Eh? - At least you won't be alone if you crash.

You're talking from experience?

Where's he?

Who? Who's he looking for?

God. Of course.

- Who was that? - I don't know!

- Good morning. - Good morning. - Already at work, eh?

- Recovered from the hangover? - Well... - I have a pretty thick head.

- You know what happened last night? - What?

On our way home we met a girl.

- A girl? - How did she look?

- Pretty. - Alone?

No, there was a Doberman with her you lady- killer. - What a shame...

- His wife was with him! - What would you have done with her?

Nothing, darling. I only love you.

The girl with the dog? We've met her on the cliffs several times.

Her name is Jeanine.

Oh, the boat! Come, dear, the German has invited us to go skiing!

- Ciao. - Ciao. - Come on. - Yes, let's go.

- Do you want to go too? - No. I prefer to be with you.

Come on. Give me the bag.

Want some?

Yes, thank you.

Hey! What's going on?

I don't know. Maybe we ran on a rock.

Watch out, there are more rocks here.

- Where did you have your eyes? - Where do you think?

I thought you didn't want your resort on a cliff.

- It will start again, no? - The propeller's broken. Damn!

Very good! What now? How do we get back?

Push it swimming?

- What are you doing? - Help me. Let's try to get to the shore.

Eh? You call that shore?

- It's only rocks. Why would...? - We could wait for a boat.

- Maybe a shark will give you a ride. - Asshole.

- Well? And now? - Now we'll wait for a boat.

I don't intend to spend the night here.

Why not, the Hilton is right here. Let's see if they have a room left.

- You're insane - Come on.

But...

- Wait for me. - Come on.

- Wait! - Come on!

Paul... Paul!

- I'm scared. - What for?

- Do you hear that? - Don't worry, it's only King Kong.

- Paul! - You'll wake up to the sound of the ocean!

Hello, good man. The propeller of our boat broke and then...

Come with me.

- You can sleep here if you want. - Thank you. - Thank you.

Excuse me.

- Who is he?

From the clothing I'd say he's a fisherman.

It's watching us...

I mean the dog.

Didn't you know... Dogs are voyeurs by nature.

- It excites you? - Yes... terribly.

I just think... about that girl he was with the other night.

- Who knows where she's now? - Yeah, who knows...

- It could be she's doing it with the dog. - How inventive you are.

Well... let's think of someone we met at...

the party of that German woman.

The girlfriend of the old man. She's smart and into construction.

She might be useful. Don't you think?

Well, I'd prefer "PP" from Prague. At least a younger whore.

Don't fool yourself, that beauty will fade soon enough...

when she becomes art director and beauty manager.

Well! I think she's already too spoiled.

No... Maybe the dark-haired man with the flashy shirt...

At least he has fewer deaths on his conscience.

He's a jackal too, but an earnest one.

You saw how he was drooling? You only looked at his wife, right?

Did you notice how she was sweating?

The smell of her cunt was all over the terrace.

She certainly has... a strong sent reminding of a zoo.

What about that sophisticated English woman?

Why not!

And I lock myself in a tomb with her husband for a little rendezvous.

Don't forget that weird guy who is looking for the truth.

- I don't like him. - Yeah, for him the truth would be too trivial.

Well... who else was there...

How about the young couple on their honeymoon?

Yep. They were very attractive.

Once we were like them.

We didn't need such games to heat up our bodies.

I told you, let's try them out...

If only we had a child... But you wanted an abortion 11 years ago.

We weren't sure if we really love each other.

And also we agreed on it, no?

Yes, but why didn't we get a child later. Why not now? Paul? Paul!

Haven't we tried many times, Yvette?

Well, it's a while ago now.

Well, a few months.

Three months, Paul. Three months!

Calm down. Don't cry.

One day I'll make you a child.

- Do you really mean it? - Yes, of course.

Oh, Paul! That would be wonderful!

It would give my life meaning again!

Paul! Paul...

I told you he's a fisherman.

Our boat!

He has fixed it! Come! There we go, come on!

- Thank you! - Thanks for everything! Goodbye.

Is she real? Or is it an illusion?

What's she doing here, on this pretty wonderful island, far from all the shit?

You've no idea how she turns me on.

She changed this prison into a paradise.

Look how the sea adores her.

Don't you sense it. Beauty. You can't escape it.

It's useless to beat the beast. It's impossible to kill it...

Evil, you've created us, and now you take your part.

Where is Jeanine?

Who is Jeanine?

Jeanine. Come on, sir...

Haven't you seen the dog? It's the devil himself!

It even bit the man who saved it from...

There was a strange fisherman, a cripple, who beat it.

Exactly. Ugo the fisherman.

The beast made him lame.

Ugo was never very sociable. But now he comes only to sell fish.

But that Jeanine? I saw her in the cave.

She's not with him actually, even if they eat together.

- Where's she from? - I don't know. She came here a few weeks ago...

The first days she slept in the hotel.

She never talked to anybody... just walked around on the island.

- And then? - One day she didn't come back.

Sometimes people see her on the cliffs.

- Listen. Stay away from her. - What a strange story.

It could be a problem for my tourism project.

I don't know. Why don't you try to find find her out there?

- Thanks for the advice. - Wait. I'm serious.

By the ruins of Castello Richelieur,

there was a fire a few years ago. It's over there.

We call it "Hell" because the fire burned so bright.

From time to time, it seems to afterglow, especially at night.

- You said... Castello Richelieur? - Yes, that one.

Shit!

Don't take it personally.

For Ugo...

Jeanine is like the gypsy for the Hunchback of Notre Dame.

I wanted to get back my camera. I didn't want to hurt her.

Really?

So why did you come all the way to look for her?

Don't you know that the truth can't be found in Hell?

Once this was a beautiful castle.

It belonged to the Richelieurs, who were rich and happy.

They had a daughter... beautiful and lively.

And a dog.

A purebred dog.

So purebred that ma'am wanted to try it out.

And then?

And then...

the castle burned down.

The Richelieurs left with their child,

and nobody heard from them again..

And the dog?

The dog...

The dog...

The dog...

Paul, listen... What happened to you, Paul?

Nothing.

The girl brought it, Jeanine.

She's in the kitchen, eating.

Don't scare her please. She's very nice.

Ciao.

Buon appetito.

Go on eat. Don't be afraid.

You can keep it.

It's yours. Take it.

Here. It's okay.

Hey! Wait!

- What have you done? - Nothing.

Excuse me.

- Now we've scared you, huh? - Enough of being so isolated, no.

We've come to invite you to a yacht party!

Have you seen the girl again?

- What girl? - That Jeanine.

Here you are!

Look dear, is this right?

I shall save your bankrupt husband. That's what you mean, no?

So what?

What you think is bankruptcy...

is actually an international crisis, caused by pollution and inflation.

Not at all, dear! I see what you mean!

I'll take care of you, don't worry,...

Let go this jellyfish of a husband.

So it's true. They've dumped you.

You didn't even get a little order.

As you like, baby...

They cleaned you out. How many millions did you embezzle?

Not more than the others who haven't been caught yet.

When the Communists take over you'll see!

See what? A nation of statists?

As if there isn't enough loafing already as it is?

Do you want everything getting getting slow from bureaucracy?

Actually everybody is corrupt and corruptible.

Not everybody. Animals aren't.

They too! Aren't they influenced by us?

In fact we were all animals in a former life.

We all have in our bodies...

Just look at the faces.

You, for example. You descend from a turkey maybe?

And you from a pig?

And you from a cow?

You're a whore instead and try to find a cock long enough...

to reach over the bridge that separates you from real success.

- Who is that man? - Alex Reggiani, rich, quite nuts.

He didn't find answers to his many questions in theology.

- And he's looking for them here? - No. They can't be found anywhere.

- We need a colonel, or a lieutenant, they're younger! - Don't mind him!

- Where are you going, dear? - Packing bags, we leave tomorrow.

Bravo! Continue the battle. I hope you'll find a more honourable place.

Unfortunately it won't be easy.

Michel, let's go and pack our bags!

The honeymoon's already over, huh?

Obviously! There wasn't much honey.

Huh! You're tickling me.

Paul?

You're back already? Jeanine is here.

- Ciao. - Ciao.

- Thank you for the camera. - You're welcome.

- I took lots of photos. Look. - I'll develop them right away.

Jeanine! Jeanine!

Cuckoo!

Surprise, surprise!

- Enough work! - Take a break! - What about a Cynar!

Mica, what would we do without you?

Look. We found a nice pig to roast on a spit!

Whiskey, vodka, beer and wine!

- And egg liqueur! - Cheese, ham and vegetable dip!

And everything to make fire!

A real fire! Viva Sodom!

How is this wine? Want some? Mary, how much you eat!

- Have you seen that girl? - No.

By the way, have you seen the girl?

Unfortunately not! She just vanished into thin air.

Yvette! Yvette, what is it?

- Nothing... - But you're crying...

- Don't cry, Yvette. - No... - Don't cry, please.

- It's nothing... - Please don't cry. Please.

Please don't cry.

Please.

Please, please.

Paul! Come.

Yes, Paul, come here.

Paul...

- There's man! I'm scared! - What man?

Please don't tell him I'm here! Please!

Excuse me?

- Good morning. - Good morning.

My name is Serge Brasseur. I work for an investigation agency.

- A detective? - Yes. - What can we do for you?

You see... I'm looking for a girl.

This is her.

- Have you seen her? - No.

- What has she done? - She ran away.

With a fair amount of money!

But I'm not looking for the money.

Her parents have already returned it with a tip.

To avoid trouble with the law, you know how it is...

But the poor people want to find the girl and asked my agency.

But if you haven't seen her anyway...

- Not lately, at least. - So you have seen her!

Well, the first days we were here... She used to be by the rocks.

But it's quite a while ago.

Everyone says the same on this island.

Well, I'm sorry for the interruption.

Ah! If you happen to see her again, let me know, please.

Certainly.

- That's my business card. - I understand.

- But I'll stay at the hotel for a few days. - All right.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

Thank you!

Thank you.

Why didn't you say you ran away?

- You never asked. - How should we know?

- Are you angry with me? - Come on, Jeanine.

- For heaven's sake! - Paul... - Try to understand me, Paul.

On this island I spent the best time of my life.

And the most beautiful maybe. A fantastic vacation, unforgettable.

- I listen. - Then my parents got divorced.

I was sent to a boarding school and they went both their own ways.

Travelled around in the world. Selfish, merciless...

I suffered a lot, I even fell ill.

My child...

I tried to resist as long as I could.

I've been locked away in Switzerland for years. Enough is enough.

I stole some money and went here. Then I met you.

- Jeanine... - Don't send me away, Paul.

I don't want to go back to those hard, unfriendly people...

While my father multiplies his fortune...

and my mother gets exhausted from visiting beauty salons!

I don't want the postcards...

they send me for Easter or Christmas...

Let me stay here until you go home.

Or until that snoop has left...

Jeanine, you can stay as long as you want.

Paul?

Of course, Jeanine, you can stay.

Paul... Paul...

Leave that girl alone. Leave her alone, get it?

Stay away from her. Stay away!

Stay away.

He's right.

It's better to stay away from the truth.

Only that... nature is too strong...

and undeniable.

What now?

What now?

- I can't stand hearing that beast anymore! - It's not a beast.

But every time we do it...

It's my dog. My dog, you know?

- My dog! - Jeanine!

It is not Mom's dog... It is my dog, mine... Mine...

- Mine! - Jeanine!

What are you doing? Why are you doing that? Why?

What are you doing, Mom? Why are you touching it?

No! No! Dad carries me away! He locks me in the castle!

Then it starts to burn! Fire! No! No!

Thank you, Ugo... You saved my dog.

You, you are like my dog. Strong like the ocean.

Clear like the sky. Calm like the desert.

Don't get upset with the dog... he can't help it.

It's not its fault. Not its fault.

It's not his fault...

- Tomorrow she'll leave! - You leave go if you want. - Yvette!

Now that you've enjoyed her you want to dump her?

What do you mean, Yvette? It was a nice experience, but now...

Now you don't need her anymore.

Typically man. As soon as you own something, you lose interest.

Everything will be as before, Yvette. I love you. I need you.

And I need her. She'll stay with me.

One day you'll get tired, regret it!

- No, I won't get tired of paradise. - What paradise! Addiction, you mean!

You're nothing but addicted to each other.

And we? What are we for each other? Lovers?

No! Only a burden! A burden and a habit!

- Jeanine! - Yvette!

Good evening, sir! Do you remember me?

I'm Serge Brasseur, from the investigation agency.

- Ah, you're still here! - I still haven't found the girl.

- Have a seat. - Thank you.

- Like some? - I've had already, thank you.

Excuse me, could it be that you... possibly have seen her?

- Who? - Jeanine Richelieur, the girl!

No, right?

What shall I do now? I don't know where else I could look.

- If I can't find her in time... - What then?

If you can't find her in time...

You see, Jeanine, that girl, urgently needs medical care.

She's very ill! In Switzerland it could be kept it under control, but here...!

- What's the matter with her? - Well, I'll explain.

You know, when she was very young...

Yvette!

Yvette!

Yvette! What is it?

Darling... my love...

You are not as selfish as the others.

You're always coming when I you call.

You... love me...

You love only me alone...

And not mom, right?

Tell me... tell me...

Let them see how we do it. Show them!

Let them see... Let them see...

Sir? Sir...!

- Yes? - Is everything alright with you?

Excuse me, Doctor, I was lost in my thoughts.

Well?

Unfortunately, the tests showed positive results.

Both you and your wife are infected with syphilis.

Syphilis...

But don't worry. Both of you are only in the primary stage.

With proper care, you can be cured.

- Are you sure, Doctor? - Yes, but... - But?

The results of the tests we did...

showed also that your wife is pregnant.

Pregnant...

Yvette is pregnant?

- Yes, unfortunately. - Unfortunately?

Why unfortunately?

Due to the syphilis infection the baby could be born...

- How to say... handicapped. - Handicapped?

Could be, I said.

On the other hand, an abortion...

combined with syphilis will make a new pregnancy impossible.

What shall we do, Yvette?

- What shall we do? - This is our punishment.

The sacrifice of the Christ was in vain...

As well as all those that preceded and followed him.

Why did God create two Siamese twins...

that no surgeon will be able to separate...

The good and the bad.

What shall we do, Yvette? What shall we do?

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