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Hello, Vincent.

Hello, madam.

Working on a case?

Inspector Laplace!

Hands up!

What are you doing?

Why did you shoot him?

Why did you shoot him?

-Huh?
-Why did you shoot the insurance guy?

It wasn't me, I swear.

What were you doing here?

-I just wanted to...
-What?

He has blood on his hands. I don't.

He defended himself.

I found blood up there.
I would never do that.

It's me, your cousin!
How can you think that?

-No.
-I'm sorry.

Excuse me, but...

It's your fault too!

What the hell were you doing
by the Ghost Train?

Shit.

Come on.

What about you? What were you doing here?

I came to see if it was my fault.

About the kid.

If I screwed up the ride.

My keys were stolen.

I saw you, so I thought it was you.

-It's logical.
-"Logical"?

-But it wasn't.
-No.

He didn't die from wanking off.

And neither did he.

Someone's trying to take me down.

We have to call the police.

-We have to call the police.
-Stop it.

They'll never believe us. They hate us.

Don't worry. No one will find him.

Carmen?

Yvanne?

What are you doing?

What about you?

Nothing. Our friend's just drunk.

Fine, it's a dead body.

-But we didn't kill him.
-We found him on the Train.

-Shut up.
-What? Who are you?

Dolorès, my cousin.

Really? You don't look
anything like each other.

Yes, we do. Come on,
we're practically twins.

Call the police.

Call the police?

Why don't you call your dad?

He could help you bury his shitty dog.

-What are we going to do?
-Dig.

And we keep our mouths shut.

No, this isn't right. What we did is bad.

-Very bad.
-It's fine.

We just buried a dead body.

-It's not punishable by law.
-Are you kidding?

Five years in prison
and a 400,000 franc fine.

-Will the girl turn us in?
-The Jimenez girl?

She's as dumb as a post. She won't squeal.

We've got her by the balls.

If she rats on us, I'll kill her.

See you tomorrow.

-Dolo?
-God damn it!

-This is all our secret. Promise?
-Yes. I promise.

-The two of us, we're like this now.
-Like this.

See you tomorrow.

Shit.

Damn it.

Damn it, where were you?

I waited for you.
I had to bury my dog by myself.

With my own hands. Look at my nails.

-Sorry.
-"Sorry"? Great.

I'm in big trouble. And you're "sorry"?

-Do you hear me?
-Yeah.

Yvanne saw me and will tell my father.

-Yvanne?
-With her weird cousin.

They were burying...

Nothing.

-What are you talking about?
-Something really weird is happening.

-Is that concealer?
-It's nothing. I just ran into something.

Jordan, you can tell me
if you like wearing makeup.

It's none of your business, okay?

-Okay, fine.
-Wait. Carmen.

I'm sorry.

I screwed up.

I'll make it up to you, I promise.

I love you.

Do you still like dolphins?

Yes.

But don't buy me a dolphin.
I don't have the space.

Shut up.

You look exhausted.

-I didn't sleep a wink.
-Same.

You saw that body covered with blood,
spinning around saying, "Sandrine"?

Why would it say "Sandrine"?

I don't know.

It was a dream.
Sometimes they don't make sense.

MOTORCYCLE
PARKING

I worked all night.

The insurance guy's statement.
I cleaned up the document.

I said the Ghost Train is perfect.

I signed it using the dead agent's stamp.

You falsified the insurance report?

That's right. I wrote a letter.

Half-resignation, half-farewell.
Nobody will know.

Last night, my mind was racing.

I had an idea every five minutes.

-I was like Gilbert Einstein.
-This is really serious.

He might have children, a family.

Dolo, he's an insurance agent.
Nobody likes these people.

Go ahead and post it.

I'm a genius, damn it.

I stamped it and everything.

How about that?

Sandrine?

-Aren't you sick anymore?
-Véronique.

Of course I'm sick.

This is my health care form.

-You're right. Don't delay that thing.
-No, wait...

Cross that off your list.

When are you back?

Soon, I promise.

I'm bored without you.

Yeah.

Who else can I annoy?

I have something for you.

A scoubidou charm!

-The twisted kind, the hardest one.
-Beautiful.

-I can't talk. It's dangerous.
-Why not?

Because...

Because I'm contagious.

The doctors don't know what I have
but they say it's serious.

They don't know.
It's some kind of disease.

It's something like malaria, tourista.

Something ending in an A.
So it's really serious. I have to go.

-Drive.
-What did that cop want?

Nothing. She asked about my visa.
Start the car, I said.

Filthy cop.

-They're useless. I hate them.
-Yeah.

No one will miss her.

Can we go?

Come on, start the car.

-You didn't spit?
-What?

You didn't spit.

Yes, I did.

Not in the GTI. What are you doing?

I'm sorry. Excuse me.

Come on. Let's go.

We have to go.

Filthy bitch!

It came this morning.

But I wanted to open it with you.

I'll avenge you, Mom.

I promise.

I won't let a Peroni beat a Jimenez.

I'll make your dream come true.

Dear Miss Carmen Jimenez,
we regret to inform you...

FIRST RUNNER-UP 1981

Carmen!

So? Did you get it or not?

Yes.

I knew it!

My sister, the Fairground Queen!

Why didn't you tell us?

-No reason.
-"No reason."

She's gonna be a queen and didn't tell us.

For all we know, she even has a boyfriend.

Right?

Don't move.

Mother's brooch.

When Dad finds out about this...

Jimenez!

Jimenez!

-Jimenez!
-Jimenez!

Look here.

Claw machines.

Carousel.

Log ride.

Years ago, it was all ours.

My dad sold them to Miguel Jimenez,
the patriarch of that gang of idiots.

May he rest in peace.

But he never let go of the Ghost Train.

Those Jimenezes.

So mean.

What's your point?

Don't you get it?

The Jimenez son is trying to fuck me.

That's terrible. Right?

His dad couldn't get us with the money,
so the son's turning it up a notch.

A fake accident.

He kills the guy to frame me for murder

and control the fair.

They'd do anything.

But he won't get the better of me.

That bastard, Fraco.

Fraco?

Hello Fraco, how are you?

-Enjoy your meal, folks.
-Thank you.

A carny? Wow, that's a rather unusual job.

So you have access
to all the attractions at the fairground.

No, only mine.

My job isn't as fun as it sounds.

Plus, the atmosphere's not great.

I'm having some issues.

I have problems at work too.

A colleague, who has the same job as me.
I hate him.

Don't you have a guy at work, or lady,
you hate?

No, not really.

At times, I wish I could get rid of him.

But I don't know how.

Fake an accident, for instance.

But that's just an example.

And what is your job?

I'm certified. Accountant.
A certified public accountant.

I love numbers. 12, 13, 14, for example.

I could go on.
I would have loved to be a math teacher.

But I couldn't,
because of my criminal record.

For tax fraud.

-Quite an accountant.
-What about you?

No. I've never wanted
to be a math teacher.

I mean, don't you have a criminal record?

Sandrine.

Do I look like I have a criminal record?

"833 DKI 34."

833...

Hello, Sylvie?

Yes, hello. This is Sandrine Laplace.

No, I'm not feeling better.

A disease that ends in A,
that's all they know. I'm in bed.

You know, yesterday,
on the way to the doctor,

I spotted an abandoned vehicle,
a motorcycle.

Could you fax me the owner's file?

No?

How about for some cotton candy?

CRIMINAL RECORD
FRACO JIMENEZ

The suspect was lying through his teeth.

Fraco's motive was more than plausible.

My case has just started.
I've already made two mistakes.

Burying a dead body
and forgetting to feed Inspector Bubbles.

I know. I'm just messing around.
I should tell Kowalski everything.

But I know I can do it.

If I feel like I'm missing something,
I'll stop.

Death.

Death without a face.

The insurance guy said
everything was fine.

So...

Don't you understand?

We have a season to save.

Nobody's coming this year
with the World Cup happening.

The World Cup means
there'll be sports betting.

We'll just bet everything on France.

Brazil will win.

You don't know shit.

Anyway, we have no choice,
we'll reopen the Train.

What's wrong with you all?

We're not reopening your dad's ride
after what happened.

Yes, we are.
We're going to reopen the ride.

Yvanne.

-That thing is haunted.
-What?

Mom says we are cursed.

She had a dream.

Death without a face.

"La Muerte"?
That's just a story to scare kids with.

It's the devil.

MANAGER OF THE ACQUIRING COMPANY
MR. FRACO JIMENEZ

-Here, you have to sign it.
-Me too?

Okay.

You wanted to see me?

Sit down, Carmen.

Have you seen Tyson?

No. I mean, yes. I think he...
He's hanging out with the other dogs.

That's not like him.

No, they were females.

That's it. He's off fornicating.

-Just like the Jimenez he is.
-Right.

I didn't tell you,
but he's been humping my pillow

with his disgusting little lipstick.

You see?

That's all it is.

-Stop worrying about your dog.
-Yes.

Is that what this was about?

Augusto, can you leave us alone?

I've been wanting
to talk to you for a while.

You're not a little girl anymore.
You're a woman now.

It's time to think about your future.

Yeah, I agree.

What do you think about Max Peroni?

He's handsome.

I don't know. I guess so.

Good.

Because I spoke with Giovanni,

and we agreed on it.

You're getting married.

What? With Max Peroni?

You're a good match.

He'll inherit his grandfather's rides.

I barely know him.

He's a nice guy.

This is very important to us, the family.

The Poissonnets refuse to sell.

They have the Peroni's support.

If we ally ourselves with Giovanni,
it changes the game.

But I don't give a damn!

You want to force me to marry,
how could you do that to me?

Or to Mom? Have you no shame?

He tried to run away again.

In his wheelchair,
so he didn't get very far.

We picked him up three blocks away.

But this was the second time.

-I'm sorry.
-It's not your fault. He's sick.

Okay, I'll talk to him.

Bitch.

-No kidding.
-I was talking about you.

Give me my yayourt.

Here you go.

When am I getting out of here?

Soon.

Okay? Soon.

First, you need to rest.

Okay?

-Shall I read you your book?
-Don't touch it.

Why did you want to see me?

Tell me about my fairground.

Close your eyes.

Imagine it.

It's summer. The weather is nice.

Can you smell the marshmallows?

It's busy tonight.

Watch out. The kids are running around.
To the carousel.

A Gypsy boy won a stuffed animal
for his girlfriend.

She kisses him.

And you know what?

It looks like their first kiss.

And it's all thanks to you.

Are you trying to trick me?

No, not at all.

Eaten by the Jimenez,
and you're giving me poetry.

You're too sensitive.

It's a man's job
to take care of the family.

Patoche will manage things when I'm gone.

What? That's not fair.

But that's how we do things.

-I'm your daughter.
-Exactly.

You are going to do
exactly what I tell you.

Give me a chance.

If I screw up, I'll step down.
We'll have a hell of a season.

Even cousin Dolorès has flown in
from the States

to learn from my methods.

Dolorès?

Who is this Dolorès?

Dolorès.

Your niece.

I know I can do it.

I'm made for this.

Made for what?

Where are we?

It'll be okay.

It'll be okay.

Here you go!

I asked for cotton candy. I...

Yes. That's the American style.

American? Wow!

It's also called a flattened candy.

"Flattened candy"? Awesome.

That'll be 5 francs.

-Thanks.
-Thank you.

Who wants one? Nobody?

Sandrine?

Fraco.

Well, I'll be damned.

-What a happy coincidence.
-What are you doing?

-I like rides.
-Yes, I can see that.

-I'd love to get a coffee. How about you?
-I'd love to.

Your place?

Okay, I have a cappuccino machine.

Great.

As soon as I'm done.

It's a bit long.

I'll be right there.

Yes, sure.

It's a bit messy. Make yourself at home.

Of course.

That's Magda. My wife.

Sorry. I was looking for the bathroom.

Clichés die hard.
People don't usually poop in drawers.

She's beautiful.

She died.

-I'm sorry.
-Don't be sorry.

It's thanks to her
that I'm the man I am today.

What do you mean?

Look, Sandrine,
I haven't been completely honest with you.

In my youth I made mistakes
that I'm not proud of.

When I met her, I stopped.

And since she died,
I've been drowning in work.

So I wouldn't think about it.
You know what I mean.

I understand. Completely.

Fairgrounds take your mind off things.

Even though at the moment,

we're having some issues.

Really?

There was an accident in an attraction.
It was horrible.

The owner's a good woman.
I wish I could do something.

But she's too proud.

What are you doing?

Three months without pay,
and you're shooting at cans?

No one dares to tell you,

but a lot of us think that you screwed up.

-I didn't screw up.
-Really?

So the ride went off by itself?

Listen, Patoche.

I don't want to freak them out.

It wasn't an accident.

It was a dirty trick by Fraco.

What does your father say?

About the dead man in his ride?

My ride.

He says the same thing as me.

That it was the Jimenezes.

I'll make Fraco pay.

I'm gonna kill someone in his fun house
and make it look like an accident.

An eye for an eye, that motherfucker.

Oh, yeah?

Who are you going to kill?

Someone no one will miss.

Free tickets?

You're crazy. Mrs...

Fraca. Fraca Jimenez.

Thank you very much, Mrs. Fracac.

Don't worry about it.

It's to make up for calling you
a filthy bitch.

It's okay. I hear that all the time.

"Thank you. Get the fuck away, bitch."

"Have a nice vacation, bitch."

Your job is shitty yet necessary.
So, with pleasure.

Have you ever heard of self-chocking?

What?

Goodbye, Fraco. Thank you.

Where are you coming from?

I'm coming from...

-You can see.
-Yes, I can.

I see that you think I'm stupid.

Have you seen your cotton candy?
Your face?

How you talk? Watch out.

That's not nice, Patrick... Oche.

-Cotton candy's for everyone.
-No, it's not.

-Is Yvanne around?
-No.

-She's working?
-Yes. Well, I guess so.

-What do you mean?
-She's paranoid.

She's getting revenge on Fraco.

Killing someone in his fun house.

Yvanne! What have you done?

I couldn't do it.

Kill someone in his ride.

Luckily. You scared me.
Don't ever do that again.

I'm not up to it.

Do you remember my dad?

Yes...

Vaguely.

I had to put him in a home.

I know what you're thinking.

That it's disgusting.

We shouldn't abandon our elderly.

I wanted him to finish his life here.

I had no choice.

He's losing his mind.

Senile dementia, they say.

He doesn't know where he is.

I'm sorry.

Don't say anything about my dad.

The others don't know.

I promise.

Sandrine?

Sandrine?

What are you doing here?

I know I'm on duty,
but she gave me the tickets.

You like rides?

You can't stay here. It's dangerous.

Still contagious?

No, it's really dangerous.

Are you crazy?

Just go away. Go, I said.

You're crazy!

-What's going on?
-Is there a problem?

No.

There's no problem.

What's this cop doing?

-Are you looking for trouble?
-We're having a chat.

You see, she's crazy.

Is this about your visa?

-What visa?
-Dolorès' visa.

"Dolorès"?

But that's...

She touched my ass!

You saw her. She's crazy!

I take back what I said.

You're a champion wrestler.

What do we do with her?

I'll take care of it. All right?

I'll take care of it.

This dolphin ring,

my grandmother got it from her grandmother
who got it from a queen.

Like, of Austria. Very, very rich.

I swiped it from my parents when I left.

It is priceless.

Really?

No, I won it in a prize machine.

I was thinking
there are no dolphins in Austria.

I have nothing to give you, Carmen.
Except myself.

-What are you doing, Jordan?
-If you say yes,

-I'll eat you out standing up.
-What? Wait a minute.

Who cares about your family?

Jordan! Stop it! I...

PALAVAS POLICE

I had a weird dream. You were in it.

Sorry, I had no choice.

About what?

Everything's getting out of hand.

I don't want anything to happen to you.

Okay. All right. That's nice.
I feel the same.

This is my card, okay?

MUNICIPAL
POLICE

Take it.

And this is a copy of my keys.

Promise me you will feed Bubbles
if I'm away for five years.

Okay, I promise.

Who's Bubbles?

That Véro's amazing. A double twist.

Among the most difficult
scoubidou charms to make.

Chief, I have to show
you something.

You okay, Tony?

See? I called you Tony.

I remembered.

Shit.

This isn't Terminator. What is this shit?

-Why were these near your car?
-I don't know.

Did you kill him?

-No way. You're crazy.
-What is this?

Did the agent hit you in self-defense?
What is this?

Paco Jimenez ambushed me and beat me up!

-Paco Jimenez?
-Yes.

Why didn't you tell me?

Because I didn't want
to bother you with it.

-I didn't leave the keys. I know nothing.
-Wait a minute.

They're trying to frame us.

Pitting us against each other.

A flush.

What are you doing?

-What are you going to do?
-Paco, put it down.

Paco! Put the knife down!