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Jazz music

-Fanny ?

Fanny Moreau ?

Little laugh

Alain Aubert.

-It was you who wrote articles in the school newspaper?

-Yes that's it. So. -Yes that's it.

-The French high school in New York. -Yes that's it.

-It's crazy to meet you here. You... What are you doing?

-Uh...

Is... Little embarrassed laugh

I was going to work. And you ?

-We weren't in the same class

but we had the same teacher of French literature.

-Madame Dufresnes ? -Madame Dufresnes.

-Oh, I loved him very much, Mrs. Dufresnes, yes.

-"Dead leaves are collected by the shovel."

-I seem to hear it. Attends.

"You see, I haven't forgotten

“Memories and regrets too.”

Ah, Jacques Prévert.

-It was already Paris. -Oui.

-Where are you going?

-At my office, I was going... -But you work here? You live here ?

-That's it. Weren't you going the other way?

-This is the beauty of the writing profession, I choose my hours.

-My father worked for a French box in New York.

So I found myself in this high school.

-My father had a position at the UN. But they are no longer there.

-So you are a writer? -It's incredible to bump into you.

There are coincidences like that...

Yes, I am a writer.

I spent the summer here for writing a book.

Eventually, It took longer than expected.

But I already lived in Paris at a time,

when I was married. It's a long story.

-I remember your articles. They were the only ones readable.

-I am extremely flattered.

So you live here?

-Yes, my husband works here.

-And you what are you doing ?

-I'm working for an auctioneer.

-So you're no longer Fanny Moreau? -Non.

No, I am Mrs. Fanny Fournier.

I can't believe you recognized me.

I would have recognized you anywhere. I was crazy about you.

Don't get me started on that. - Well, there you go, I work there.

-I live just nextdoor.

-You don't live here? Don't you live in Paris?

-No, I move all the time.

And I'm rather in London, Right now.

-And what is your book about? Wow, it's ten to three.

It was nice meeting you. Good luck with your novel.

-If you want to have lunch one of these days,

to remember the good old days, I'm free.

-Yes OK. You know where to find me.

-It's what, your married name?

Fournier ? -That's it.

-Madame Fournier.

-People of Monaco put the entire estate up for sale.

The jewelry, the paintings, the collection extraordinary clothes...

Do you note?

Ed.

-We just have to show up. No need to drag on.

I wish Edgar would drive us in the countryside before dark.

-You told me we would stay here.

-But the weather is going to be splendid

and Bernard and Chloé come with Pierre Hersant.

But you are sublime! -Oui ?

-This dress suits you perfectly. I like seeing you like this.

I feel like I'm going to make people jealous.

-You do not find that's a little too sexy?

-No, “too sexy” doesn’t exist. It's like "too rich."

I bought you a little something.

-Oh, Jean! But... Little laugh

Pff !

She is magnificent, but it's madness.

-It's because I'm crazy about you and that I like to spoil you.

-It's true, you spoil me.

-I had fun too. Come see what I bought myself.

Train whistle

Look at. -That one ?

-Yes that's it.

Look, it's a vintage Märklin and it works perfectly.

-You will never grow up. -Oh yes, I'm a big boy.

Okay, you put your ring on and let's go?

You do not like her ?

-Yes, but I'm embarrassed to wear such precious jewelry.

It's not really me.

-It wasn't you when I met you.

But one New Year's Day, I saw you and I was like, “She’s a princess.

"In less than a year, I would have made her my queen."

Here, put it on.

-The most spoiled of us is you. You always get what you want.

-You resisted, but limply.

-Let's say that above all I was very vulnerable.

-Are you going to tell me you were drunk? Are you wearing it?

-Not with this dress. -But this ring is great!

-Yes, but I won't be comfortable with such a precious jewel.

-Once a rebel, always a rebel. You're a woman of the world now.

-We really have to to return to the countryside?

You are obsessed with hunting and hiking. I'm bored.

-Take advantage of it to rest, read and eat good game.

-I'm not even talking to you about their wives.

-I feel that you are targeting Delphine.

-She is pretentious, materialistic. She has nothing to say.

-Okay, will you stop complaining?

Put on the ring, I want you to be the most elegant.

-I may have the ring of a woman of the world,

but my soul remains that of a rebel.

-Listen, your soul, I make it my business.

You, bring them to their knees when you make your entrance.

-I have the impression to be a trophy wife.

-No one, ever, will say that you are a trophy wife.

Dynamic jazz music

-Here is Jean Fournier and his trophy wife.

-Oh stop, she is adorable and very intelligent.

-Oui, and they make a very cute couple.

-Yes, it's true.

-You could say he's lucky. -He has a lot of charm.

Well, personally, I find it...

I find him very, very attractive.

-And what's more, he is deliciously solvent,

which doesn't hurt anything. Little laughs

-A brilliant businessman, it seems.

-What exactly does he do?

Nobody understood how he made all this money.

-What are you insinuating? That there might be something fishy?

-He is very generous with charitable associations.

-I understand what she says. He has a Gatsby side.

You never really know what he is soaking in.

Above all, don't say that it was me who told you,

but it seems that one of his associates disappeared into the wild.

Drowned, hmm.

We're talking about suicide, be careful.

Even assassination.

-I've never heard of that. -Oh yes !

I do, he's right. He disappeared without anyone knowing why.

But I shouldn't talk about it...

-Oh, you go-y. -Non.

Okay, then...

There were articles in the press, at the time.

And as they say, he would have drowned.

And his disappearance benefited Jean.

But hey, I don't know anything more. And it's just gossip.

-I love gossip.

Without them, we would have to be content of the sad reality.

Little laugh -It's true.

-It's just gossip. -Well yeah.

-Oh, wow. That's a caring husband.

-She is magnificent.

-Finally, it’s an exchange of good practices:

she agrees to accompany me to the countryside

while she hates outdoor activities.

-I love swimming, my only sporting achievement.

-It's his mother, the adventurer of the family.

She loves hiking, kayaking, fishing and even hunting.

But it didn't rub off on his beautiful daughter.

This weekend, we're going to the countryside.

Would you like a deer hunt?

Small muffled laugh Ah, it's a lot of fun.

-It would be a pleasure, but no.

-It releases the energies. -We are vegetarians.

-We have plans this weekend. -I didn't know, sorry.

-Isn't there a little gossip? Something crunchy?

-Cher ami? -Mmh mmh ?

-Do you want a drink?

-I have some advice to ask you.

-You're bored ? But we're going back to the countryside.

-Oh yes it's true. It's beautiful, but it's deadly.

-That will allow me to complete Meet in Samarra .

And I love it, in fact. - Ed.

-Merci.

- Ed.

-I met a guy I hadn't seen again from the high school, avenue Montaigne.

He recognized me straight away. -You kept your kid look.

-He confessed to me that he was crazy about me in high school.

-And it's only now that he says it?

-It took me back to the past.

I only thought about that while working this afternoon.

New York was the happiest time of my life.

My future was full of promise, before I ruin everything.

I remembered his jeans and his burgundy jacket.

They're laughing.

Little sigh

If he had come to speak to me, if he had told me that he liked me,

What would have happened?

I would have a different life.

-For what ? Do you want to have a different life?

-I learned something with my first marriage,

it's just a successful marriage, It shouldn't work.

It's not a chore.

It must remain a thing impatiently awaited.

Dynamic jazz music

-I went once at an auction.

With Pierre, we placed a bid

on diamond brooches having belonged to Marie-Antoinette.

-Did you win the auction?

-Yeah, I even wore them

at the ball attended by the Prince of Monaco each summer.

They were wildly successful.

-Still happy, considering the price they cost me.

-Oh, are we really going to hunt deer? -Oui.

-J'ignore if I can shoot a deer.

-Ah, me neither.

I am not sure to be able to pull the trigger.

But we'll see.

-He who can kill a deer looking into his eyes

is capable of infanticide.

Laughter Intriguing music

Gunshot

-How good it is! -Your wine is incredible.

-I have 2010. I thought of you. -Formidable.

-I recommend it, take a gastronomic trip to Japan.

-Not a fan of Japanese cuisine.

-I'm glad you like it.

The cook took the weekend off. -Hold.

-Ah, ours also gave up on us.

-We are looking for one, but find good staff,

it is not easy. -She left ?

-Difficult to keep it.

-Especially a cook. -You have to pay them.

-Such a cook. Pierre is very difficult.

-You were right, Delphine is nice but snobbish.

-You, they admire you.

-That I make donations to their foundation don't spoil anything.

-Chloé asked me again about your job.

I told him I didn't understand what is it about.

-Why does everyone take me for a mysterious guy?

Little laugh

I've already explained it to you a thousand times. -Yes I know but...

-Listen, I bring money to others. Eh ?

I can't be clearer.

The rich come to see me to be even richer,

to pay less taxes or bequeath their fortune.

It's not easy, I help them.

This is how I earn my crust. -And everything is legal?

-Yeah. - Hmm?

-Bulk.

Phone

-Hello ?

-Yes, Fanny, it’s Alain.

Alain Aubert, your old classmate.

-Ah, hello. How are you doing ?

-How are you. Listen, I...

I'm calling you because I am right in front of the gallery there.

And I was asking myself if you wanted to go to lunch.

Or another day this week.

-Uh well yes, yes.

We can have lunch together today, yes.

-Great, great. Well listen...

I know a great place in the neighborhood.

-The weather is wonderful. I wanted to have lunch in the park.

-I was thinking exactly that.

Well listen, time to have sandwiches

and I'll meet you in front of your office at 12:30 p.m., 1 p.m.?

-Great, see you right away.

-I live right there, behind this building.

-Tell me, are you married? Do you have children?

-Divorced, no children.

I married... I don't know if you remember,

Anne Sorel. -Non.

-She was in high school, in the theater group.

She had played in L'Alouette d'Anouilh.

-No, I didn't know her.

-Very beautiful girl.

Actually... -Quoi ?

-I loved it because she reminded me of you.

Don't be embarrassed.

-Well, that’s a failure there. Little laugh

-You conveyed something so simple,

so natural.

I couldn't not look at you.

-I am very flattered, in addition to being embarrassed.

-You had quite a rating.

-I should have been more attentive to classes and less to boys.

Which bench do you want? Little laugh

-Shall we sit there? -That one ?

-All this to say that...

I started dating Anne.

As one thing leads to another, we moved to Paris,

we became husband and wife,

and it's there that reality has imposed itself.

-How long did you stay married? -Very little time.

After some years, we already couldn't stand each other anymore.

I never would have believed

that a breakup could cause such chaos.

I went to Barcelona swearing to come back to Paris again.

After that, I went to London.

And there, here I am again in Paris, for my book.

-You don't come out of a divorce unscathed.

-I always believed

that you would marry a painter or a poet.

That you would live in an attic. -Not far away.

I married a very sensitive musician and very drugged.

-That, I find that... too sad. - Ed.

On December 31, Jean noticed me among a crowd of guests.

I became the center of his life. -You were the center of mine.

I was dying to talk to you, but...

we can't do anything against low self-esteem.

-I was at the bottom of the abyss

and Jean helped me to rise to the surface.

-Do you have children?

-Non.

-What does he do for a living?

-It makes the rich richer.

-Nice.

-Tell me about your book.

-Are you interested Or is it to be polite?

-Yes, I'm interested.

-It takes place in Paris. It's in a jazz club.

And it's the story of a singer and a percussionist.

I didn't know much to that world.

-I have never set foot in a jazz club in Paris.

-Do you want chestnuts? -Oh yeah.

-A cornet, please. -That works.

-But it's more a book about irony. On the irony of life.

We are all at the mercy of chance and coincidences.

-Hold. -Life is a great sinister joke.

-Tu... -Hop.

Keep the change, thank you. -Merci.

-Look at us, for example, we go to the same high school.

I'm in love with you, secretly.

We don't speak to each other.

Years later, by chance, I meet you in Paris, in the street.

What could be more ironic?

Let's end up together? -Non.

-Me with the beautiful nerd with a black turtleneck?

-Ooh, sorry to disappoint you,

but I don't have much left of a nerd in a black turtleneck.

-You are elegant, but you will always be Fanny Moreau

with his bag over his shoulder

and Anna Karenina under her arm, translated by Mongault.

-Yes, except now, I am Fanny Fournier.

-That's life. We would like to be able to do everything control. We don't control much.

-Ooh, sorry. I'm very, very late here.

-If you liked... If you like to eat cold,

I would be delighted to offer you another sandwich.

-Well yes, yes. Call back occasionally.

-Bon...

-Heh! -Wow !

-Oh, you look great!

-Glad you could come.

-How is the champion? mothers-in-law?

-Did your flight go well?

-I had turbulence, an alcoholic neighbor,

a film at all. A trip to hell.

-Always so funny! Comment va New York ?

-Alright. I still can't get enough of it.

Even if, in winter, we're more like Palm Springs.

-How long are you staying ? -Today.

I'm leaving for Brittany tomorrow. My sister had surgery.

She needs me for his convalescence.

No kissing out of the question my two favorite people.

-It's a shame. We could have gone to the countryside.

You will deprive yourself of kayaking, hiking and hunting.

-Oh ! -I know you like it.

-Yes, but I will go back to Paris on my return.

I don't know how long I'm going to stay with Sophie.

-What are you carrying? -A pile of books.

-You have a computer. -I can't stand reading on a computer.

Me, I have to feel the paper under my fingers.

-Where are we having dinner? -A quiet restaurant, so we can talk to each other.

-The priority for your mother, it's a restaurant

which serves good foie gras with Margaux.

-What a memory!

-Cholesterol and expensive wine, you make a pair.

-I also put lilies in the guest room,

sweep the chimney and changed the bedside lamp.

-As long as there is my board under the mattress...

-Ah, but how can we forget the board under the mattress?

-The meal was very good. Delicious. -Ah well, that’s good.

Your mother is really greedy. -Well yes, we know that. Is not it ?

-Caroline ! -Ah, good evening! How are you ?

-Yes, very good. My mother, Caroline, Marcel.

They are friends. -Good evening madam.

-It's with them that we were in Corsica.

-Yes. This year, we thought we would go in Polynesia, if that tempts you.

-A bit of a long trip, but it's sublime.

-But we can call each other and we can talk about it.

-But come! Come on, it would be nice.

I've been there plenty of times. It's so romantic, I love it.

-Good evening. -Good evening, see you.

-Bye. -Bye.

-It’s tempting, Polynesia, but not with them.

She is soporific. He's fine.

He wrote a very good book on Gauguin.

-Mmh, I have trouble with him.

-You're not saying that because... -Yes, and I told you so.

It's unbearable, the way he looks at you.

He has a crush on you. -Marcel is crazy

by Caroline and is not the type to cheat on her.

-With you, he would make an exception.

-If I cheated on you, it wouldn't be with him.

-Sorry, but I don't like this guy.

-There is nothing more harmless. -In any case,

be flattered that your husband considers you like a treasure.

-Why not, but Jean can be a little possessive.

-Excuse me, but...

what do you mean, if you cheated on me, wouldn't it be with him?

But who would it be with?

-Mick Jagger et Alain Delon are too old, so...

I don't know...

I do not know. She laughs.

-Ah, my foie gras! -Ah !

-Thank you so much. -Gorgeous. My thighs.

-What time is your plane? -I'm finally taking the train.

I am sorry not to stay any longer.

I would have loved to go in the countryside with you.

-Are we still going to the countryside? -Yes. For what ? It bothers you ?

-Yes, it's a bore. For me, not for him.

He always invites people who have no interest.

-Don't tell me that there are no quality people.

-No. Their only quality, is to be rich.

They just talk about money.

They go down in the best hotels.

If I am unlucky to talk about Rome or Madrid,

they move on to restaurants the most chic in the city.

And I don't like hunting or hiking.

-Well invite your own friends

and you will do whatever you want together.

-Jean is not very comfortable with my friends.

He kept quite a few away.

I don't see Carla and Antoine anymore, nor Dominique.

However, they are in Paris. -It's not a big loss.

-You always see everything from his point of view.

-But he loves you!

It's adorable.

And he has charisma.

He is a hundred cubits above of your first husband, that finished failure.

Honestly, you haven't lost anything.

-Come see what I bought. You will like it very much.

-Lets go see.

-It's beautiful, isn't it? Little happy laugh

It's a Märklin circuit from the 1950s.

-Gorgeous. -Yeah.

I have always loved trains.

When I was little, people always made fun of me.

My parents, my so-called comrades...

And me, to escape,

I was climbing on a train, any one, and I was leaving.

So here I am on this train who is heading towards I don't know where,

when all of a sudden, he enters a tunnel...

dark, sinister, frightening.

So I see the true face of existence.

Soon I see a light at the end of the tunnel,

an opening.

And when I come out, I'm not the same anymore.

I'm not that fragile boy anymore

and scared.

I am another.

-Oh...

It's horrible to be mocked from others when we are little.

Yeah...

You must have been so cute. -Oui !

-Bah !

Jazz music

-I love this park. Too bad he's far away.

-He is so beautiful.

When I'm not in Paris, that's what I miss the most.

-Yes. I'll be a little late, too bad. It's not so bad.

-When I see you with that turtleneck,

It’s my whole life that I see passing by.

I find myself on the bench, in high school,

and you're walking down the hallway... You fly !

You fly down the hallway and my heart is racing.

-Is your book progressing? I would like to read a passage.

-Really ?

-What you told me about coincidences and the irony intrigues me.

You believe deeply in luck?

-Without coincidences, I wouldn't be here,

sharing a salad with you,

after wanting you for so long.

Ah, hey... How much do I owe you?

-Three euros. He's my favorite poet.

-He knew how to find the right words. -Merci.

-There is no superior genius to that of poetry.

-I'm tired of doing nothing.

-I found you in the moon this week-end.

-Ah good ?

No, no, it's okay.

Little laughs

-Excuse me, I'm the annoying one.

I don't do it on purpose.

When I start, I can't stop anymore.

-No I am not complaining.

-No leave it.

Dynamic jazz music

-I'm afraid it will rain. -Oui.

Since I live nearby, I can cook us something at home

and you can read a few pages of my novel.

-Yes, I would love to read a few pages.

You know how to cook Or will I have to take care of it?

-I have a culinary repertoire quite limited,

but I'm very good in spaghetti bolognese.

-It's exactly what I want to eat.

Could I help you? -Of course, of course.

Do you like cooking? - Ed.

She laughs. -You don't know your market well.

-And !

-It's delicious. What is this wine?

-I don't know anything about it, he was on promotion.

She laughs.

-Jean drinks only overpriced Burgundies.

-And do you like Parisian life?

-I loved New York, growing up in Brittany and always dreamed of living in Paris.

-I imagined myself living in Paris until my marriage fell apart.

Then it left me with a bitter taste.

Afterwards, I was resolved to never return to Paris

and to remain single, and you see...

This is a good side of my job: I can work wherever I want.

I wrote to Bogotá,

I wrote to Mexico, I wrote to Montreal...

Little laugh

-This apartment is charming.

-He was like that, when I found it. All furnished.

I paid six months in advance, but hey...

It's perfect for a writer. It's bohemian.

But I'm lucky.

You see,

I wouldn't have met you in this street,

my life would be totally different.

-What are you doing ?

-It must be the magic of wine working.

-You know my situation.

-Yes, but as I have always been in love with you

and we are two high school students from New York in Paris...

-Oh, I... I was selfish, it's my fault.

I shouldn't have left things go that far.

-Then why did you do it?

-Because I like to see you, I love spending time with you.

I was impatiently waiting our get together.

-Me too.

-But it's not a good idea.

-Can I ask you a question ?

Are you happy in your relationship?

-I thought so, yes. But I know more.

I threw myself into this marriage.

I had been through hell,

then Jean arrived with all his energy, all his charm.

He adored me,

he wanted to marry me right away.

-He must be crazy about you. -Oui.

Sometimes I feel to be a trophy wife.

-Are you in love with him? -Oui.

Yes, I love him, yes.

What am I doing to do ?

-Nothing, so far. -Why do I think about you all the time?

-Where were you today? -At the gallery.

-I called at the gallery. Sigh

-I took a long break. -I called your cell phone.

-I must have forgotten to reset the ringtone.

-You're exaggerating. What if it was urgent? -Was it urgent?

-Non.

But I want to join you at any moment.

-I forgot to reset the ringtone, that's all.

-Damage, I wanted to invite you to lunch.

A meeting was canceled.

-I had a working lunch.

-With whom ?

-People who want to sell their Basquiat.

-Yeah, but... it's really stupid.

I spotted a delicious Japanese one. I wanted to invite you.

Where did you eat?

-Hein ?

-What do you have ? Are you in trouble? Where did you eat?

-Um, I had lunch at Café Philippe.

-At Café Philippe? -Oui.

-But it’s super far. And it was the transport strike.

-Ah yes, it was horror.

Little laugh

-Glad to see you're back exercise a little more seriously.

I've always said that fitness, that was the priority.

Phone

-Hello ?

-Yes it's me.

-Good to hear from you. How are you ?

-I don't know.

-Tell me, I can really hear everything. What is happening ?

-I don't know why I'm calling you.

I do not feel good.

-Whatever, I'm just happy to hear your voice, that's all.

You see, me neither, I do not know what to say.

A love which has been going on for so long...

What more can I say?

You are my first love.

-How are you ? - Ed.

-Who were you on the phone with? -When ?

-Just now. You looked all stressed.

-Ah, after sports? -Yeah.

-She was a customer who wouldn't stop to change your mind about an auction.

-That... There are people who are incapable to make decisions.

I make decisions

and I stick to it.

Little laugh

Jazz music

-THANKS. How much do I owe you ?

-Three euros, sir. -Voilà.

-Please. THANKS.

Little laugh -Merci.

Ah, I blame myself terribly to lie to him!

But I lie to him anyway. She breathes.

-Thanks a lot Madam. -Thank you goodbye.

-What is this ?

-You asked me if I believed in luck.

Friday, huge draw.

You have a chance out of 139,838,260 to win.

That way, it seems improbable.

But if you think about the chances that you had to be born,

which were one in 400 billion.

In the facts, you've already won the jackpot.

The existence of every person on Earth

is a miracle that thwarts the most insane probabilities.

So don't waste your miracle.

That's the real miracle.

The music covers their words.

-I have a lover.

-But no ?

-I had to tell someone.

If Jean finds out, This is the end of my marriage.

What do I do ? I feel guilty, it's terrible.

-Who is it ? Maybe you don't want to say anything?

-It's the boy that I met in the street.

The one I went to high school with.

-How long has it been going on?

Am I in the middle of romantic delirium? -Is it getting serious?

-I swore to myself not to let me get on board.

And the more the days pass,

the more I fantasize and the more feelings I have.

He is in Paris to write a book. - Ed.

A good advice :

leave him while there is still time.

Before it ruins your marriage.

-I'm trying to convince myself that it's just an adventure,

that I still love Jean.

But I have feelings for him.

I don't know what I'm doing, but it pisses me off.

He only expects one thing: that I leave everything for him.

He waited for me all his life.

-How ironic.

Everyone believed you the perfect couple.

-I imagine running away with him and change your life.

But I don't want to waste what I have.

I want children. What I have is anxiety.

Little laugh

-It'll be OK.

-Hello my dear.

What are you hiding? -Nothing.

-I saw you. -No, no.

-I just saw you. What are you hiding? -Nothing.

He's laughing. -What are you hiding? Show me.

-No it's OK. -Show what you're hiding.

-That's it. Here, I show you, that's what I'm hiding.

-A Lotto ticket? -Oui.

-Pff, where did you get that from? -I bought it.

-But since when have you been playing Loto?

-I read that there was a big draw. I bought it.

-A big draw...

You know the probabilities what do you have to gain?

-Yes, they are minimal. -Close to zero.

You would have to play all your life for several lifetimes to win.

-Here, give it. Someone has to win.

-Yes, that’s their argument. -Voilà.

-It's completely stupid.

He's laughing.

But why were you hiding this from me, Above all ?

Ah, were you afraid that I would find you stupid?

Darling, I will never think you are stupid.

Hein ? Little laugh

Phone

-Bonjour.

No, she went out to lunch.

She might be busy outside all afternoon.

-I'm not calm when we're out together.

-It's a great idea that we're here, away from your office.

We don't know anyone.

Phone

-Hello ?

I have lunch in the park.

I just had a sandwich. It was sunny.

-Are you alone?

-Mmh, alone with my diary, yes.

-Do you want me to join you?

-No need, I finished eating.

I wanted to get some fresh air.

-Okay, well, good afternoon.

Water flowing from the shower

Phone

Hello ?

Hello ?

Hello ?

Jazz music

-I adore.

Do you still write by hand?

-Always. And when I'm done, I type everything.

-It fascinates me, the creative process of an artist.

I write page after page without stopping,

and I hate rereading myself.

-What are you thinking about ?

-Since I found you, time passes too quickly.

-Can't wait to get back to London? -Non.

Not really. No one is waiting for me there.

Neither family nor friends.

I feel good in this apartment.

I like him more and more.

It's thanks to you. Finally, it's you who made it all idyllic.

Non...

In truth, I was thinking of staying here.

She sighs.

Did I say something I shouldn't?

-No no. It's just a little the clutter in my head.

-I don't want to put pressure on you. -Yes I know.

-I know you're married and it probably won't change, but...

if one day you make a decision,

I wanted you to know that I will be there for you.

Little laughs

-Bonjour. -Bonjour.

-This way.

Joséphine, my partner.

You are welcome.

SO,

How can I be useful to you?

-There it is, I have the impression that my wife has a lover.

I have to be clear about it.

-What makes you believe that? -A million little details.

Nothing irrefutable, but I feel that there are things wrong.

I could be wrong.

I hope I'm wrong because I love him.

But I need to know.

-You have an idea who could it be?

-Not really.

Many men find her beautiful.

She is a charming woman,

delicious,

extremely desirable.

-We'll have to maximum information,

and photos, if possible.

-How long it takes to know ?

-It all depends on his behavior.

When something happens, we quickly find out.

-Obviously, I count on your discretion.

-Are you sure to want to know the truth?

-If I'm sure?

-Sometimes,

the connection is so brief that her partner doesn't even notice it.

This little parenthesis does not prevent their relationship

to continue to operate and to be happy.

Mr. Fournier?

-Comment ?

Sorry, excuse me.

Listen, do your research.

I will provide you with the information as well as a photo of my wife.

-Happy birthday, Jean

-Merci.

-Happy birthday

-Thank you everyone! Thanks thanks.

I do not know why, but getting older doesn't make me wiser.

I must not have had the instructions. Laughter

-You remember that we are going to celebrate André's birthday in Venice?

You come ? -I love Venice, but...

-What ? I thought that you would come, that it was decided.

You had to free yourself.

-I was speaking with your wife.

It really is an interesting person, oh yes.

-Thank you, yours too.

-And beautiful. -Oui.

-Very very beautiful. -I admit.

-Oh yes. He's laughing.

Happy birthday. And thank you for the invitation.

-It's all natural. - Yes, yes, yes.

So it's her who found this amazing place?

-We like coming here. But it's more her, it's true.

-We have very beautiful women.

Jazz music

-You are never afraid

that she is attracted to someone else? -At first.

At the beginning, yes, I was a little scared, but...

it's not in Marion's DNA to cheat. No no.

But anyway, everything is possible.

Do you remember Olivier Wargon?

He had surprised his wife

in the arms from their marriage counselor.

A story as sad as it is grotesque.

No, but Marion would never take advantage of me like that.

Firstly because it is not in its nature.

And then she knows that I would kick her out pronto.

-The image of these two,

in bed,

sneering at the humiliated husband...

He expires.

He's laughing.

-Yes yes. -But let's get back to reality.

-We are really happy having...

-I already showed you my electric train circuits?

-Absolutely. -Ah !

-And I was very impressed with it. -Oh yes !

It's beautiful, isn't it? This little mechanism.

-Yes, it's an incredible job Above all. Eh ?

Clic

-Excuse me, sorry.

-Bonjour. -Hello, Fabrice.

Two glasses of red. -Oui.

-Two glasses of red. -Get comfortable.

Bonjour. -Bonjour.

-You know what you want ? -A beer.

-Here we go. -Merci.

The music covers their words.

-It’s awful, I feel guilty.

-I don't want you to feel guilty of anything.

-I don't want you to be unwell.

(Fanny) Maybe I should talk to Jean,

tell him I need time

-I love you.

Tell me frankly,

-At first, I thought we...

that we could stay like this,

And then it got out of hand.

I always want

Why did we have to meet?

How ironic.

-I don't believe in irony

nor at random.

And I despise those who rely on luck.

Luck doesn't exist.

Luck happens.

-I'm sorry, sir. -Oui.

It's ugly.

But reality is rarely beautiful.

-Shall I get you a drink?

-Who is this guy ?

-Everything is in the investigation report.

-Yes, a little cognac.

-Understood, mom. I'm glad she's doing better.

You come when you want. Your room is always ready.

No, it's okay. I just have a few decisions to make.

I'll explain to you when you get there.

Wait, Jean has just returned.

I'll leave you, yeah. Kisses.

-Good evening darling. -Good evening.

-Who was it ? -My mother.

-Ah, is she coming back soon?

-Yes, in a few days.

-I'm eager to, it is really delicious.

Are you okay if we stay at home? This evening ?

You've been finishing up late all week.

-Mmh, that's a good idea.

-I still have a little work to do.

Like that, you can read quietly.

-Is your job okay? -Yes, it's quite intense.

Sorry if I seem worried Right now.

It will be fine.

I'll make my call. Are you asking me for a cognac?

-Suzanne, Monsieur is going to have a cognac.

-No, to the left. Phone

Hello ?

-Yes hello. You can talk ?

-Um yes. There is a problem ?

-Okay, we need to see each other.

Nothing insurmountable for us.

Would that suit you, tomorrow at 3 p.m. where you know?

OK very good. So see you tomorrow.

Health.

Jean sighs.

-Everything is fine ? -Okay okay.

Today, I thought about our meeting.

The first time I saw you, at this famous New Year's Eve at Fred Fox's.

Your little black dress.

-Right after my divorce. I wasn't happy.

-I never told you,

but the first time that I spoke to you,

I hoped with all my might

that you are not a fool.

Little laugh

Thank you, Suzanne.

And you were the complete opposite.

Conqueror.

Loyal. - Ed.

-Everything I could want in a woman.

How are you ?

-Oui.

-I remember the song that was playing when I sent you the...

What do you have ? You cry ?

-Non. - Hmm...

-Nostalgia makes me sad.

-But don't be sad.

Everything went well.

You made me the happiest man in the world.

Dynamic jazz music

Here is his photo and his address. And this time, I don't want

that we find a piece of it.

Not like last time.

I want it to disappear completely. Ciao, bye-bye.

-We have the twin engine available.

We fly over the Atlantic and we will throw the body.

-Our world is not pretty, Dragos. -It's certain.

-But when some people die, it improves automatically.

It becomes more breathable for everyone.

-We settled the score to your partner.

-I worked hard to earn my money.

I wasn't born rich.

I believe that now, I have the right to benefit from it.

-We will take care of this problem.

It will disappear too. Right, Milos?

-It's been years that I dreamed more,

and since I met you, I started dreaming again.

It's crazy, right?

-Tonight, I dreamed we lived in Mexico.

Certainly because you told me about it the other day.

Everything was simple.

We had children and we walked in the rain.

I woke up happy, It followed me all morning.

-We share the same dreams, it's already that.

-I can't stop rereading the poems that you gave me.

-It's beautiful, isn't it? - Ed.

That of Mallarmé on the swan trapped in the ice

makes me cry every time. - Ed.

-We will all end up trapped in the ice

if we don't act before the arrival of winter,

before the frost covers everything,

and we find ourselves trapped forever.

-Jean is a fabulous person.

I have to be honest with him if we want to have a future together.

Intriguing jazz music

Light hubbub

Someone knocked.

Light hubbub

Hammer blow -Awarded!

-How are you ? Did your sale go well?

-Yes. I would like to talk to you.

-We're already late. -It is important.

-Marc and Linda are waiting for us at the restaurant.

Come on, come with me, hurry up.

He speaks in Romanian.

-It’s still crazy, darling.

-We had to go to Saint-Martin. The hurricane devastated everything.

-We spent our honeymoon there.

-But besides, We enjoyed ourselves with...

-The suckling pig. -Ah, the suckling pig!

Brouhaha

-And then, that's how it is. On the other side, one dies.

That's life. We eat, we sleep, we live, we die.

It'll be OK ? -I am dizzy.

-I will help you. You should have stuck with white wine.

-But why didn't you stop me? to drink?

-Listen, I'm your husband, not your chaperone.

Hein ? And then, we had a lot of fun.

Non ?

-It is all good.

-Definitely ?

-The package is at the bottom of the ocean.

You got rid of of his things?

Did you leave anything compromising?

Diary, computer, phone numbers ?

Parfait.

See you tomorrow at 3 p.m. in the usual place.

I will take good care of you. You will not be disappointed.

-Sir has gone out?

-He had to arrive at his office early.

He didn't want to wake you.

He told me that you weren't very well.

Should I prepare something for you? -Uh...

A coffee, yes. THANKS. -Good, ma'am.

She sighs.

-I was coming to the news.

Call me back when you have a moment. I kiss you.

We need photos jewelry from the Saudi client.

-Should I order you something?

-No, it's okay, I have lunch.

-OK. -Merci.

Phone

Oui ?

-How are you ? I wanted to hear from you

because you were a little tipsy, last night.

-How are you. I have lunch with clients.

-Ah yes, where?

-I do not know yet.

-I won't bother you anymore. I kiss you very much, see you tonight.

I hope things will get better. I kiss you, hello.

-Oui ? -You have to sort the photos of the jewelry.

-Oh yes okay.

-You choose a dozen and you validate them with Mr. Tisserant.

-Yes, I had to do that. Sorry, I forgot.

-It doesn't matter.

-Yes that's right.

How are you ? You look somewhere else.

-No, it's okay. - Hmm?

Do you have a call to make?

-Doesn't that bother you?

-Non. Do you want me to go out?

-No, it's not necessary.

-This is my last message. I've been trying to contact you since this morning.

I'm starting to worry now. Call me back.

Alain, are you there?

Alain ?

-Well, what's going on, my darling ?

You don't look like yourself.

-Comment ?

-You do not feel well ?

You haven't eaten anything.

-I'm tired, that's all.

-You still have to pay for your excesses with the vodka.

Eat something. It's not good to stay on an empty stomach.

-I think I'm going to vomit.

Train whistle

Strong breathing

-I'm not fine ?

-Why does everyone ask me this today? I'm doing well !

-Excuse me, you seemed...

-No, I slept very badly last night, that's all.

-OK. -Please leave me alone.

-It went well ? -Oui.

Alright. But I'm happy to take a little rest.

Hey, you're a little pale.

-She got a little drunk and since then, it hasn't been the same.

-I'm not sleeping well at the moment.

-For what ? -In my opinion, she works too much.

-It will pass. -Yes, of course, my darling.

-That doesn't look like you.

She doesn't drink anything, she sleeps like a baby...

-I'm doing well ! They treat me as if I were sick!

It's unbearable. I'll eventually unlock it.

-We'll leave her alone. We're going to make the most of the last few sunny days.

-There you have it.

Let me go a little and let me breathe.

-It's been a long time ? -No, it's nothing at all.

She finished late all week, she is exhausted.

-I'm going to talk to him. -Yes, that’s good.

You have an excellent influence on her.

Dynamic jazz music

-What's bothering you? -I do not want to talk about it.

-I see that you're not in your right mind.

-Ah good ? -Non.

Now that's enough.

I don't know what's bothering you, but you have to empty your bag.

And Jean doesn't deserve that.

-It’s true that Jean doesn’t deserve that.

-That's to say ?

-You won't understand. You'll hate me if I tell you.

-What ? That you have a lover?

-How did you guess?

-I'm not a partridge of the year.

You're at the end of your nerves.

Jean puts it down to overwork. Too much work, you mean it.

You change your look. Suddenly you're exercising.

They don't do it to me.

Okay, so who is this guy?

Which obviously doesn't happen at Jean's ankle.

-It started a few months ago.

I was walking avenue Montaigne. I met a guy

that I hadn't seen since high school.

-I don't understand how you can fool Jean, also wonderful.

And again with a beautiful loser, like your first husband.

-He's not a loser.

-It's going well as long as you sleep with him and keep your husband.

But as soon as you talk about leaving Jean, he disappears into nature.

It's classic.

-He didn't leave a note, not a message, nothing.

It doesn't look like him. He was crazy about me.

-Did something happen to him? -But what ?

Who could blame him?

He was a quiet man. No enemies,

nothing suspicious in his apartment, no break-in.

He just took all his stuff.

He must have had doubts and he couldn't tell me to my face.

-Shouldn't you go to the police? -But I called the police.

When they asked me my name, I panicked, I hung up.

I doubt that something happened to him.

I didn't call the morgue. He wouldn't have taken his things with him.

-Why not take a tour to the morgue?

-Stop dramatizing everything. He's not in the morgue.

I can't get my name involved in that.

I don't want Jean to find out. It's obvious: as long as I was married,

we could turn around, sleep together...

As soon as I was perhaps going to leave Jean, he went off on a tangent.

-There's no way that things will work out with Jean?

-No I am just a spoiled brat.

-You are there.

What are you talking about so seriously?

-It's none of your business.

-When you were chatting... -Girl things.

-I had a genius idea.

We have a couple of American friends, the Prescotts.

They come back from Chicago where they had a big party

to renew their wedding vows.

I found the idea brilliant, romantic.

I said to myself that we could do the same.

While your mother is here, we take advantage of it.

What do you say ? -Quoi ?

-All these years together, it must be celebrate.

-I find it adorable. -But yes !

Strong breathing Oh dear, you don't say anything.

Should I be worried?

-Non ! -No ? Eh ?

-No, it's just Don't you think it's cheesy?

-It's super American, it's true.

But I don't care. I found it super cute.

-It’s done a lot in the United States.

I witnessed something like this with your father.

I found it very touching. -Hold.

-You're right, it'll be cute. -Ah !

-Sorry for being a killjoy. -Non !

-I'm all for it.

-No need to make the nouba of the century. Eh ? Just our little circle of friends.

-And I already know what I'm going to wear.

Lively jazz

-Thank you everyone for coming here.

We had the idea to renew our vows.

Honey, do you accept to marry me again?

-Yes I accept. -Ah !

-Merci !

Cheers

Soft moans

Ah, thank you, friends! THANKS.

Thank you very much. -Bravo !

-No, love is a very complicated matter.

The heart is merciless.

-Feelings are uncompromising. They give no quarter.

-Some are found and stay together for life.

-It's called luck, right? They're laughing.

-Some even renew their vows.

-Me, I found the ceremony Magnificent.

He's laughing.

Cheers

-Bravo !

-To the health of the old newlyweds.

-Cheers.

Well, we got married on a cruise ship

off the Dalmatian coast.

We felt heartbroken. We thought it would be bad luck.

We've been together for 15 years. -Yes, and we still get seasick.

-I had a bout of the blues during the ceremony,

because our neighbors' daughter had to get married

and she got stood up at church

in front of his whole family. -But no ?

-If ! And that bastard of a fiancé,

gone, no more news, Nothing at all !

A month later, in Panama, someone found it.

Well he got married with a porn star.

-It is very common to panic just before committing.

It happens more to men than to women.

-And they wait until the last minute.

-Obviously.

-I saw a documentary on TV.

More and more people are disappearing without leaving a trace.

Well we found evidence of kidnapping

by extraterrestrials.

-Yes, finally, so there, I swear to you that no anxious fiancé

was not kidnapped by extraterrestrials.

-I say we can't rule it out.

-No, but if it happens... Everything is possible.

Perhaps, Jean's former associate

is in a spaceship in another galaxy.

-His body was not recovered on the surface of a lake?

Or were we not sure it was him?

-He disappeared few years ago

in circumstances quite mysterious.

I say he very well could be on Mars or Jupiter.

He never reappeared on the arm of a Panamanian prostitute.

-Jean's partner has disappeared? -Yeah ! Yeah yeah yeah.

I don't remember the details anymore, but he suddenly disappeared.

-We don't know exactly.

-We said to ourselves that it was because of a story of fraud.

And not very long ago,

we told that a body would have reappeared.

The police thought it was him.

The case was never closed. Not to my knowledge.

-Abducted by aliens. -But no !

-And the authorities are covering up the affair.

She laughs.

Laughter

-Very friendly, your friends. -Ah thank you.

-What an evening, what a day! It was wonderful.

-Thank you for being there. -I'm going home.

-Sleep well. -Good night.

-Good night. Good night Sweetheart.

-I'm exhausted. And I drank only white wine and champagne.

I shower and go to bed.

-It was particularly successful.

And we have absolutely delicious friends.

They all said that you have never been so beautiful.

-You were wild. -Because I was happy.

-I've never seen you drink so much. -You've never seen me so happy.

-Can I make a confession to you?

-A confession ? - Ed.

Yes, in recent months, I was a little moody.

I was very stressed at work.

And then I lost my footing a little, I lost sight of the essential.

Par moments, I was unpleasant or absent.

But it's over.

It was a bad time.

What I'm trying to tell you,

it's that now, I feel really strong.

-You know, I thought about it too.

Maybe it's time to talk about having children again.

Little laughs

-That's wonderful. I am very lucky.

-No, I'm the lucky one.

-You say you don't believe in luck nor to coincidences.

-Because luck, I provoke her.

-Jean ?

-Oui ?

-I was told a funny story about your partner

who would have disappeared few years ago.

-You're not going to do it. Who told you this?

-A not very smart guy, Gilles,

who believes that aliens kidnap people.

It exists.

And someone spoke of this disappearance.

-But what an idiot, this Gilles!

Alcoholic and totally delusional.

Always spouting nonsense about UFOs.

-If I understood correctly, the affair had caused a bit of a stir,

anyway, at the time. We had talked about murder.

-It was the talk of the town for two weeks and it fell again.

People had become paranoid.

I was the subject wild accusations.

-What kind of accusations?

-But I don't know anymore! Stuff related to our business.

Honestly, Camille, this guy was crazy, huh.

He invented that I would have embezzled funds!

No, but I swear! Honestly, there are people...

And then he disappeared, all at once, like that.

-How do you find it ? Vaporization

-Mmh, not bad.

-Alain would have liked it.

-Ah, do you still think about him?

-When I'm angry because he made fun of me.

I feel guilty. I want to do everything to make up for it.

-Sure that Jean doesn't know that you cheated on him?

-Yes, sure and certain.

-Sure and certain that there is nothing suspect in his disappearance?

-Yes, I'm not like you. Your mind is twisted, you're suspicious.

Me, I'm very sweet, like dad. Little laugh

You remind me of this guy who believes in flying saucers.

Hey, mom? - Hmm?

-Aliens didn't kidnap Alain.

He just dumped me. It wasn't who I thought it was.

Why all these questions ?

-To give free rein to my macabre imagination.

-You will be nice to curb your sinister fantasies

and read fewer thrillers.

She sniffles.

-Thank you so much.

-Have you finished your book?

I met your mother at an outdoor cafe.

She was absorbed in her reading. I scared him.

What book is this?

-One Simeon. -Moi,

I had to read only one detective novel. I hate that.

In these books, the private detective is glamorous.

When I dealt with one of them, I was very disappointed.

We were far from the cinema or literature.

-Did you need a detective? -Oui !

For my job. So many shenanigans in the world of finance.

-Yes I can imagine.

Light jazz

-It’s Mr. Fournier who recommended you. Jean Fournier.

He told me that you did very good job for him

when he had his little relationship problem.

And in complete discretion.

And that, discretion, it's essential for me.

-We are also efficient that discreet,

like Mr. Fournier can attest to this.

-So there it is, I have the impression that my husband is cheating on me.

There you go, I would like to have some with a clear heart because...

-We will need information, addresses,

photos, if possible. -Oui.

Yes, very good. I...

Well I'll bring this back to you the next time.

During a... our second date.

No, I just wanted to know how long will it take you

and how much it will cost me, of course.

-We charge by the hour. The price is 450 euros.

-Oh yes anyway ! It's expensive to follow a husband.

Or in the case of Mr. Fournier, to follow his wife.

-There are cheaper agencies, but our service is optimal.

As for time, It will depend on the person to follow.

-Of course, of course. Obviously.

-Do you have any other questions ? -No. Everything is fine for the moment.

Merci.

I will call you back very soon.

Eh ? I... Thank you very much.

-SO, Looking forward to hearing from you.

-Good bye, sir. THANKS. -Bye.

Phone

-Hello yes ?

-Mr. Fournier? It's Henri from Delauny.

I can talk to you ?

-Yes I'm listening to you.

-We received a visit from a lady who said she was sent by you, but...

she had... She was uncomfortable.

And very suspicious, as if she were investigating.

Bob hair, brown, gold glasses.

-I imagine you didn't tell him anything?

-I immediately felt that there was something fishy

and I called you.

She claimed that she would use our services.

I'm sure I'll never see her again.

I wanted to warn you, anyway.

-But you didn't tell him anything?

-Nothing at all.

That said, she seemed to know that you hired us.

-As long as you haven't confirmed anything to him, everything is fine.

GOOD, I thank you for warning me.

Bye.

-It's the lamp I told you about.

She would be pretty in our room, right?

Especially if we do it again. -Yes, she's not bad.

-Besides, It was mom who spotted it.

-Will she stay much longer?

-I don't know. She is so happy in Paris.

-What does she do with her days? -Museums, antique dealers...

Come on, let's see what else they have.

She loves to walk by herself, do her own little business.

She always did that.

-Ladies, hello. Please. -Good morning. THANKS.

I'm glad we're having lunch together.

-I had to talk to you.

-Ooh, how serious you are!

-I'm going to ask you to listen to me until the end,

sans a priori. -All right.

-Your life is upside down since one month.

Are you sure there's nothing suspicious? in his disappearance.

-Oh, here we go again! -But I think so.

-What makes you think that?

-Nothing concrete, at first.

Just a little click when hearing talk about alien kidnappers.

She laughs. -Mom, have you gone crazy?

-It started with hearing nonsense about alien kidnappers.

-Mom, listen, we're not going to... -I said “nonsense”.

And then I come to it, the conversation ended

on the disappearance of an associate of Jean,

which would have vanished exactly like Alain.

-It was long before that I meet Jean.

They found a body. He might have committed suicide.

I don't know all the details.

-But I have details.

Jean took advantage of the disappearance of his partner.

-That's to say ?

-His partner has disappeared, like Alain,

and Jean gained a lot from it.

At the time, there was talk of suicide, but also kidnapping,

or even murder.

-Aren't you implying what I fear?

-In these two cases, Jean had a motive and an interest.

-I think we should close the topic.

-And if Jean knew that you had cheated on him?

-Maman...

-That he had suspicions... -No risk.

-Until you were followed. -How so ? When ?

-By a private detective. -But you're delirious, there!

-I know from a reliable source that he paid one to have you followed.

-How do you know that ?

-I found the map from a detective agency

in his desk drawer. -Did you go through his things?

-I went to see this detective claiming that my husband was cheating on me.

I told him that I came from Jean

who was delighted with his services for his own couple.

-I can't believe I heard that.

-In any case, that explains everything.

-But what does that explain? That Jean eliminated Alain?

But are you delirious?

-It deserves let us push the investigation a little further.

-Listen, I'm sorry, but I'm not hungry anymore.

-But wait !

Listen to me. -Non !

-Listen. -I don't want to listen to you anymore.

I cheated on a man who never stopped loving me,

with whom I hope to have children.

I had an affair with a guy straight out of my past.

But from there to tell me that Jean knew, that he made me follow,

that he made Alain disappear!

-Oui !

-Why were you looking at me strangely? -Me ? How so ?

-This morning, you look at me strangely.

-But no. Do you feel guilty about something?

He's laughing. -No. That, really not, no.

-Oh wait, I can't take it anymore.

Heavy breathing

-It's better than running on a treadmill. -Oui.

-I called your job. They told me that you were having lunch with your mother.

-Oh yeah, we ended up arguing.

-Ah good ?

About what ?

-Oh, you know mom. She has a vivid imagination

that she feeds with TV series.

-You do not find that it goes a little off the rails?

-She forgets to take your medicine sometimes.

One day without it, it becomes a little paranoid. Even very paranoid.

-Don't forget her medicine. This is essential.

But paranoid about what?

-Oh nothing. She reads too many detective novels.

-I was going to shower. Did you want something?

-I wanted to be sure that you had gotten over it, your slight paranoia.

-I'm absolutely not paranoid.

He made you follow and he knew you were cheating on him.

-Are you taking your medicine correctly?

-I have my periods like music paper.

-Have you ever forgotten? And it doesn't work for you.

-It's not because I forget my medicine one day

that all my suspicions are due to chemistry.

-Luckily I love you. I might feel insulted.

Let go. -But I'm going to let it go,

because I'm not a real pro.

But I should go explain all that

to a pro to see what he would think.

-A pro ? But what kind of pro?

-I do not know.

I think you should have

explain everything to the police.

-You're kidding ? To tell them what?

That I had a crazy adventure with a man ?

Now you take it upon yourself.

You think about hunting, hiking, fishing and the pleasures of life.

-This time, we really don't have the right to crash.

It must look like an accident.

-What kind of accident? -Clean and burr-free.

-Who is it ? What kind of accident?

-A hunting accident.

I will attract him in a place in the forest

where you will be hidden, waiting for us.

When you see her at the right distance,

you will lower it: a hunter made a mistake.

-The hunter who thinks he has seen an animal.

-Exactly, a big beast.

There are plenty of deer and hunters. An accident happens so quickly.

-The police will pose Lots of questions, right?

-Yes but I will provide you a hunting license, a rifle

and I take care of everything.

You will say that it is a tragedy, and you will get into all your states.

Eh ? Except that it is necessary let it be your gun, not my gun.

You understand, right? -Mmh mmh.

-So there you go, you will make lots of excuses,

and then the police won't be able to say anything, because it will be an accident.

I will have nothing to do with it, except that I will take good care of you.

-Yeah, but there's a problem.

I've never fired a gun.

-Have you ever shot? -No.

-Well listen, It doesn't matter, I'll help you.

Or no, better, I have an idea.

It's me who shoots and I'll give you the gun afterwards.

Yes, it makes more sense.

But at the end, You're the one holding the gun.

Do you understand that? -Yeah.

-Anyway, listen to me carefully. This woman must disappear.

It is harmful, dangerous.

She asks questions, gets involved in things that don't concern her.

-And when will it be?

-We will go there to scout a few days before.

Once the location is found, you will wait for us there.

-But it's you who will take it down?

-Yes, I'll be the one to take her down.

But it's your responsibility.

Remember, it's your job.

We agree ? -Yeah yeah.

-Are you going back to see your brother?

-He is in Bucharest. I was supposed to join him this week.

But I will go next week.

-All right. You will give him my regards. -Yeah.

-Are we sure we haven't forgotten anything?

-Uh, yes, yes. And Pierre and Delphine?

-They meet us there.

I can't wait to go hunting tomorrow.

I think Camille does too.

-Do you still hunt deer?

-Yes. I hope that we will have more luck.

-I don't like hunting, I love game.

-Our only hunt, It’s antique hunting.

-Ah ! -Eat, eat, eat.

-Enjoy your food. -Attack.

-THANKS. Lobster is great.

-Are you coming to shop for antiques?

-No, I'll stay and read and listen to music.

-I would like to find an oak table.

-There are lots of fabulous antique dealers.

-I hope that the hunt will be fruitful.

-All the fun is in the treasure hunt.

-Oh yes, we enter another universe.

We concentrate, we track the beast, we forget everything.

-His father passed it on to him love of nature.

He was an excellent fisherman.

-Yes, he taught me to fly fish.

-I didn't inherit those genes.

-That's for sure. - Shall we meet for lunch?

-We will at least try to bring something back for dinner.

-Spit it out well buckshot balls.

-Deer hunting is not with buckshot.

What time is it ? Wait, I have to take my pill.

You see I remember it. Haven't you seen my medication?

-Aren't they in your bag?

-Don't tell me how I forgot them in Paris!

Ah but yes, that's it. -It's a 4 day weekend!

- Well there you go, I'm not going to die from it.

-You'll have to go back and forth.

-I can live without it for 4 days.

-It's not essential medications.

-And, These are essential medications.

Edgar is going to go get them. -He won't find them.

-I will go. Tell me where they are.

-In one of the pockets of my jacket. I'm sorry.

-I'll go when you go hunting.

-But you wanted to rest, listen to music.

-Edgar drives slowly.

I will rest and I will listen to music on the way.

Which jacket?

-The gray jacket, but I have them maybe put in my bag.

-She will find it. -There are several bags.

-It's good. -They all look alike. Search well.

-Hello Darling.

Intriguing jazz music

It starts.

-Voilà. -Here for you.

-Merci.

-It was nothing.

Come with me.

Ah, this way, sorry.

-Oui.

Okay, Camille, come over here. It's better.

I know these woods like the back of my hand.

-This forest has everything to inspire the poet.

It is dense, dark. All that's missing is the deer.

-Don't worry, we shouldn't delay in taking action.

-I don't know how you do it to locate you.

I, alone, would be lost there.

-I have an errand to run. I'll see you here in an hour.

-We've had enough, we'll stop there.

SO...

Oh...

No but frankly, Who buys this kind of thing?

-No doubt people who appreciate the art of hunting.

-Yeah, to decorate an old mansion.

Or a jockey club, ultimately.

Vibrator

-Ah. Yes ?

Fanny, it doesn't catch very well around here.

-Alain didn't run away, you're right.

Something happened to him.

Atrocious thing, in my opinion.

-What makes you say that ?

-I'm at his house now.

I've decided to go see him one last time.

You gave me so many ideas in the head, but you were right.

I don't know who emptied his apartment.

But he didn't know that Alain had a hiding place for his manuscript.

It's impossible that he left without taking it. It was...

It was his only copy.

He had put his whole soul into it.

-What you tell me surprises me only half.

-You don't think so that Jean is behind all this?

-I can't prove it yet, but the police will get there.

-Throw away your cigarette.

Give me your gun.

-No, but Jean, I know him.

He has faults, he has quirks, but from there...

Listen, I'm going back here. We need to talk.

See you later, yes.

-Jean ?

Jean ?

Jean ?

We load a weapon.

Jean, no!

Gunshot

Strong breathing

-What happened ? -Was it a doe?

-I shot a deer. -Damn, are you sure?

-You hurt Alain! -What happened ?

-But no... -Are you sure it was a doe?

-No, it's not a doe. -Whore...

-What is this ? -Holy shit!

Shit ! Shit !

Heavy breathing

-You have to call for help.

-I have... I have... -It's no use, he's dead.

-Oh my God, it's not possible.

No, but it's horrible.

I saw something move in the trees.

Et...

-It was an accident.

It's an accident. -But no, but...

Oh my God...

It's horrible.

Dynamic jazz music

- (Alain) She had concluded

because its probability of existing had been

All life was therefore a miracle,

and every living being had hit the jackpot

The important thing was

She was ready to go all the way

He remained terrifying

to see the immense role

and by the importance

It was better not to dwell on it.

Subtitles: Émilie Nicolas

Subtitling: TRANSPERFECT MEDIA