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Panting.

-Don't be afraid, mademoiselle.

Do not be afraid.

I take pictures.

Miss !

Wait !

Little cry.

She gasps.

Hey !

Wait !

She screams.

Gunshot. He screams.

Cell phone ringing.

-What, Angelo?

d-Alex, we had an accident at the Riviere des Fonds.

dI need you. - Ok, I'm coming.

A car starts.

-I'm sorry to bother

you, I just got back.

-An accident ?

-With a bullet in the heart,

that would surprise me.

-Did you know him?

-Never seen.

It was floating there.

It was the waterfall that must have spit him out.

- I can ? - Yes.

We're done with him.

-Renart isn't there?

-No, he's on an arson incident.

-No wallet, no papers.

-So no name. It's not going to help us.

-The body must have been carried by the river.

It goes back to the glacier at

2,500 for around ten kilometers,

with relatively inaccessible places.

-So no name and no location of the crime.

-I'm going to go back

the river for 2-3 km.

There was a torn bag strap hanging from his jacket.

Hopefully, I'm going to find the bag.

-Yes, Renart.

Yes, I am printing them.

OK, let's do it like this.

If, on your side, you have the identity, you tell us.

Good bye.

-Hold. Try this one.

-No, it doesn't work. These things don't like water.

-Try this one. It is in an airtight box.

Yes -Well, there are a lot of them.

I feel like it's

mostly nature stuff, camping stuff.

It's well framed.

He knew about photography.

-At the end, hopefully, he took pictures from

up there before putting in the other memory card.

-Oh yes. It's less cheerful there.

- Hmm. - Yes.

Maybe he was some kind of reporter or wildlife journalist.

- Or a hunter.

- The White ! - Yes !

-I'm going to go see the hunters,

and I'll stop by the tourist office too.

There is an electronic number on there.

Call the manufacturer. We have to find this car.

-I'm taking care of it.

-I go.

Car motor.

-Gently.

Slowly, everything is fine.

Hey ! Do not be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you.

No ! Not that ! Calms you !

You're hurt, right?

Are you injured?

I can look ?

I just want to see if it's serious. All right ?

You put down your knife, and I watch.

I won't hurt you.

So.

We calm down, we relax.

Everything is fine. Everything is fine.

So.

I'll come closer and look at your wound.

She gasps.

Calm down, calm down.

Trust me.

All right ?

Are you putting down your knife?

That's it, that's good.

-Yes, Leblanc, can you take a

look at the missing person notices?

A young dark-haired girl, long hair,

who would be around 15 years old.

d-OK, I'll do that. - OK thanks. See you later.

- Doctor. - Good evening, doctor.

-It wasn't easy.

She was scared, she struggled,

and was given a sedative so she could do the tests.

She is fine. She sleeps. You can go see her.

- She spoke ? - She didn't say a word.

She's strange.

-Traces of physical violence?

-It seems not.

No fractures, just a few bruises on

the limbs, related to falls, perhaps.

We cleaned his knee wound. You will have to redo your dressing.

-Tell me how old she would be, according to you ?

-There is something I would like to show you.

You see ? It's very hard, almost

like horn, like a mountaineer's fingers.

She has old scars. This kid lived a rough life.

According to the radiologist, she is 15

years old at the most, but she is solidly built.

Not the video game addict type.

Cell phone ringing.

Stay as long as you want. - Thank you Doctor.

-Okay, we'll come

back tomorrow.

-Go yourself. I'll stay with her.

I don't want to leave her alone.

-Okay, okay.

Tomorrow I will notify social services.

I'll wait for you at La Rurale?

Don't forget that we have a corpse on our hands.

dIn English.

-How are you ?

dIn English.

dScreams.

-You still won't tell me what your name is?

Okay, I have to go.

There are very kind people who will take care of you.

I'll be back soon.

All right. Okay.

Give me two minutes.

I'm going to ask if you can come with me.

Beeping from hospital machines.

-Everything went well.

No reason to hold her back.

-THANKS. In this case, I will keep it with me.

Do you know why she doesn't speak?

-No. Nothing medical, anyway. And she hears us very well.

It must be psychological.

Smash.

A trauma, a scene that she would have seen or suffered.

-Like murder?

-Why a murder?

-It's to protect you, do not worry.

dBlues.

Do you like

this music?

You know ?

Does this remind you of anything?

We're going to buy you some clothes.

Things of your age, cool stuff.

You can choose.

There are plenty of things for girls here.

Did you see this green? It's nice.

It's nice.

OK, you don't like it.

Rose, you'll like it.

That's cool.

Okay, put it on the floor, you're right.

-Excuse me, you don't throw clothes on the floor like that.

Please.

-Sorry, she's fragile,

she needs help.

-I see.

Miss !

No, we don't undress like that. There is a cabin.

So.

You try on clothes.

No, look. You try them, that way you see if it suits you.

Cell phone ringtone imitating bells.

Oh, damn I'll remind you,

There's a weird customer.

Yes thank you.

-Don't be afraid, I'm here, everything is fine.

�Bells� cell phone ringtone.

Is it the ringtone that scares you?

Is that the sound?

This is what we're going to do.

I'll accompany you, you change and we'll leave.

I just have to pay, we're leaving.

Come on, come on.

-What do you mean she�s not here? Was it room 36?

Yes, the little one we found last night.

No, I didn't fill out a form.

No, but wait.

I think I know where she is. I'll

take care of it and keep you informed.

It's not true.

- What is happening ? - Alex is making fun of me.

I had the woman from Assistance, he took the little one on board.

He sighs.

What did you want ?

-I found the victim's vehicle.

He was on the path of the Great Cross.

Look, we see the plate.

-Good news at last.

Is there still anyone who worries about the disappearance of a child?

- Nothing.

He sighs.

-Have you finished counting?

-The Aix-en-Provence affair?

-There was fuel in the cellar.

OK.

We put everyone on it, including the Alvarez group.

No, I want them to be found quickly.

No, I want all hands on deck.

So tell me about the corpse in the stream.

-A ball in the buffet,

which caused a hemorrhage, but he died of drowning.

His lungs were full of water.

-Multiple fractures, skull,

bruises, cheekbones.

-Death dates back less than 2 hours before his discovery.

- And the ball? - Part of ballistics.

According to the technician, it's standard caliber.

-We can't leave Alex to deal with this alone.

-Yes, Angelo.

We are going forward.

That works.

I'm going to do a search in the immat' file.

-If you have the slightest doubt, do

not hesitate to call me back. Alright.

-Alex, what are you doing?

The social services girl made one of those faces at the hospital.

10 minutes later, Children's Aid called me.

-I wasn't going to leave her alone until they placed her.

-We're not social

workers, we're cops, OK?

We have enough work as it is. - I called the police stations.

No report of a missing girl.

Nothing. Where's she from ?

She doesn't speak, she is afraid of everything,

noises, people And as if by

chance, she appears the day

a body is found in the river.

-Would that be related?

-We would be in Marseille, I'm not saying, but here we are in Lusagne.

-Okay, go ahead, I'm listening.

-I have two hypotheses.

The first one, the corpse is his father.

They spend time in the mountains, they camp, they hunt, they fish.

His father is killed.

She managed to escape, to hide in the forest.

-OK. And the 2nd?

-The corpse is not her father, but

she witnessed the murder.

The killer saw her, so she's in danger.

-There is a 3rd solution: that she is linked to the murder.

-How so ?

Did she shoot the guy? - I don't know, we don't know her.

Good morning.

I'm

Angelo.

I'm a friend

of Alex's.

Oh, damn.

You allow ?

Click.

-What is happening ?

-Stay well with her. I have to check something.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

-It's magnificent, what she does.

Classical music.

-Angelo, it's been a while.

-Yes.

The way you make this kind of object

remains a great mystery of life for me.

-It's not for lack of having offered to spend time in the workshop.

- I will come, I promise.

-You already told me that last time.

What brings you here?

-That.

The look.

It's the same look as your sister.

The same eyes.

When is it from? - Look behind.

It dates from before he left for Montana.

-15 years ago.

You haven't heard from your sister since?

-None.

-I remember it well, by Sylvie.

She often came to La Rurale to report

things that were wrong in the mountains.

Damaged bridges, poorly marked paths.

She was a pain in the ass.

I seem to remember that you were very close, right?

What happened ?

-When our parents died, Sylvie

and I stayed in the large family house.

His thing was animals, the forests, the mineral world.

But eventually,

even our valley became too narrow for her.

Even as a kid, she dreamed of the great American West.

Freedom, you see.

-Oh, I know.

I have the exact same one in the office next to mine.

-So, she wanted to sell our parents'

house to start a new life elsewhere.

I refused.

Check your phone again.

No, but it's not possible.

My sister is far away, in America.

There are similarities, but that doesn't mean anything.

Your kid, It can't be his daughter.

- I don't see who it is. - It was 15 years ago.

Her sister Mathilde wants to take the DNA test.

If it's his aunt, we will know quickly.

-Here, wait.

Do you know these mountains?

Before arriving at my house, where did you come from?

Do you want to show me?

He sighs.

She doesn't want to talk to me. I think she's scared.

-Afraid of what ?

Cell phone ringing.

Yes, Renart, we are listening to you.

-Thanks to immat', we identified the victim.

It's Damien Lacasse. I emailed you a photo.

He had two addresses.

dAn apartment in Nice and a chalet about ten kilometers from Lusagne.

-Where exactly?

-It�s the Brick Road, place called Escouets.

dI take care of Nice, and you, from the chalet?

-Yes, I'll take care of it.

d-And with the girl, is it progressing? - Yes.

It's taking its course.

This Lacasse, does he have

children? d-Would that be the father?

d-We make hypotheses.

-I see that with civil status.

-OK thanks.

She took my gun.

-That�s dangerous!

-It's not loaded.

- Are you sure ? - Yes.

-Have you looked at the cylinder head?

-Don't scare

us like that.

Back off. - Yes come.

-Look at this.

No, but don't touch! You have nothing to do there!

I don't like you taking him with you.

I don't want her to kill you.

We should take her back to the hospital.

-Ah no, she will be fine at the chalet.

-I can see what's happening. Don't get attached to her.

It's not clear.

-Do you still believe that she could have killed Lacasse?

-He may have wanted to hurt her, she defended herself.

-Anything. She's a kid. We're not going to put her in a cell.

-Did you see how she took apart my gun?

No, but it's okay, take her.

You'll do as you please anyway.

And I'm going to deal with social services.

-You're safe here, you know?

Nothing will happen to you, if you are with me.

She is Emilie. She's not

there anymore, she's dead.

I really loved him.

He's my father.

We never really got along.

I wish he was closer,

to take care of me.

Yes.

This is a portrait I made of my mother.

She is the most beautiful woman in the world.

Moms are the most beautiful

women in the world, aren't they?

Don't you miss your parents?

Why aren't they showing up?

Where are they ?

Do you know him?

dPop song in English.

He screams.

She laughs.

He groaned.

He screams.

He sighs.

-Is it an iris?

That's it ?

It's for me ?

THANKS.

Ah, but your name is Iris, that's it ?

So you understand me?

Do you hear me, then?

Why do not you talk ?

Were you asked to be quiet?

OK.

Well, we're not going to talk.

And we're going to draw.

Okay,

I'm done.

Wow!

Oh yes anyway. Nice pencil stroke.

That's great, but I have to go to work.

Someone will come and take care of you.

Ho! Ho! Iris!

Okay, you can come with me. How are you ?

I'm going to get yelled at by Angelo again.

I'm going to get ready.

-Here you are, my

screwdriver Ah, I screw.

No, it doesn't work, it doesn't work.

He hums.

-Are you okay,

Barry White?

Otherwise, in French, That�s Tony Leblanc.

He's very nice. Go ahead, come in, don't be afraid.

This is Iris.

Words aren't his thing.

-Good morning.

Not hello.

He hums.

That's when you have golden hands.

We repair the old springs.

And don't think this is trivial.

A big thank you from La Rurale.

-Things are going well between you. I entrust it to you.

I'll be back in 2 hours.

All right ?

-There's a lot of broken stuff here.

The door slams.

-Well, Lacasse was

doing some research.

I found lots of books on survival.

d-His apartment is perfect.

He never married and has no registered children.

dIris spoke? - No, she just drew.

d-Lacasse organized survival

courses, conferences on survivalism.

A neighbor told us that he

hadn't seen him for several weeks.

dHe was preparing

a book on survivalism.

He was in the movement, but on the business side.

dWhat interested him were extreme survivalists.

-Extreme how? d-The most radical branch.

dThose who think the end of the world is tomorrow.

They are holed up in areas far from everything.

They stockpile food and weapons.

-I have a funny feeling. d-What kind?

-I have the impression of a presence, somewhere around me.

Well, we'll keep you informed. All right ? See you soon.

d-Be careful.

-Ah yes, with flowers, it's immediately nicer.

He sighs.

He taps on the window.

-Hop there

-I don't know what to do with her.

You have to wait 2-3 days to be able to place it.

I know it doesn't bother you,

but it can't last.

You are not nannies.

DNA tests are formal:

Iris is indeed Mathilde's niece. - So Sylvie's daughter.

-Yes. The daughter of a woman supposed to have gone to the United States.

-It was just a few weeks

Before his departure.

It surprised me,

this tattoo,

because Sylvie, It wasn't his type.

And who took this photo? - Did she have a boyfriend?

-Not that I know.

-Suppose she had a boyfriend.

She decides to leave with him and they have a child.

Or ? That, we don't know.

In the United States, here, elsewhere.

And then nothing for 15 years.

And suddenly, Iris appears.

Exit from the mountain, she

is a wild girl, walled in silence.

-Do you know where your sister got this wolf tattoo?

If it was nearby, a store, an individual?

- No.

-Can I keep the photo?

-It takes weeks of practice to know

how to handle the potter's wheel like that.

-She's good at this kind of thing.

-She's done it before, that's for sure.

What are you going to do with her?

-Ben

-Oh no, you still don't want that

-A day or two.

-Well, she's my niece,

but it might be dangerous, No ?

-I will post Leblanc, a colleague.

-Maybe she'll talk to you.

You could show him photos, talk about his mother.

-Alright.

-Slowly slowly.

I come back soon. All right ? I'll be back very soon.

Mathilde is nice. She will take good care of you.

Trust me. I will be back.

So. Everything is connected.

Lacasse is researching survivalism.

He discovers something that takes him up there.

A special place in the mountain.

And that could be it.

-He would have crossed paths with Iris.

-She has survivalist reflexes.

She knows everything about nature.

-Okay, I'm going to dig around Sylvie.

If she didn't go to the United States,

there must be traces of her presence.

Taxes, bank account - I'm going

to take a look at Lacasse's car.

-Nice repair. You impress me.

Where did you learn to do this?

Meow.

He's older than you. It was your mother's cat.

She got it on Christmas Day.

It was also for his birthday.

She was born on December 9, 1974.

-Good morning.

I brought croissants.

It's me, the bodyguard.

Are you okay, Iris?

It will be better after a little croissant.

He's laughing.

-"The Doomsday Clock."

A tattoo shop, on Gap, as if by chance.

Rustling.

There is someone ?

Ho!

Cell phone ringing.

-Hello, Alex? d-Yes, Leblanc.

I wanted to make sure it was okay. d-Yes, it's okay.

Iris is on the sofa, with the cat.

She sleeps like a log. d-Thank you for doing this for her.

-She is great.

-Good night, Leblanc. d-Good night, Alex.

d-I have nothing for Sylvie.

dNothing.

dNo financial trace of a trip to the United States.

Nothing has changed on her account since she left.

Finally Yes, after his departure from Lusagne,

for 5 or 6 months, there are withdrawals on Gap.

-The last destination of Lacalle,

It's the tattoo shop.

dAfter that, nothing more, you say? - No. Volatilized.

Those who touch more on their bank account, in general,

dthis is not a good sign.

- What a pleasure ! A new customer. - Good morning.

- Shall I show you the catalog? - No, I have a few questions.

-Say always.

-Do you know this gentleman, D. Lacasse?

-No.

-It's weird. He came here 3 weeks ago.

-3 weeks, you say? Maybe,

but we have a lot of customers. That means nothing to me.

Sonya

Are you sure ? Not seen ? - No.

-Hm. And she ?

-Uh No, same thing. Never seen.

-His tattoo on his arm, it looks

a lot like what you're doing.

-Oh? You seem to know your stuff.

Never seen it, I tell you. - Hmm?

The doomsday clock.

Why this name?

-It was created by scientists in

Chicago, just after the Cold War.

It assesses the risks

of major nuclear conflict.

- Yes. 11:58 p.

We have never been so close to disaster.

Perhaps it is the end of

times that we are experiencing.

-Are you survivalists?

-Do we have heads hiding in the woods?

We don't know who you're looking for. Let us get to work, okay?

-Yeah.

d-Have you seen the tattoo artists? - They don't look clear.

They didn't say everything.

-You have to persuade Iris.

She knows what happened. She should speak.

dShow him photos.

-We won't achieve anything by forcing ourselves.

-Everyone ends up confiding in you.

What if you took her back to the scene dwhere we found the body?

- She may react badly.

-We do not have a choice.

-OK, we'll try that.

d-We are going to focus on tattoo artists.

dThey definitely have a link with all that.

We dig into it and we come across them.

A kid's life is at stake.

dI'm not going to let go of them. - Thank you, Christine.

Shout.

- It's hell, your thing. - You're going too fast.

Turn more slowly.

Try to feel the balance between

too much and too little pressure.

A little more pressure.

-Iris!

Iris!

Cell phone ringing.

He growls.

He groaned.

Cell phone ringing.

Alex d-Yes,

Leblanc, what is it?

-I screwed up.

-Good, a big guy, 45-50 years old.

He swept me away like a fly.

dParamilitary genre, something like that.

-Alex got his hood back.

Leblanc can bring it to you. We need

urgent DNA analysis. Maybe he's on file.

-I'm taking care of it.

-Leblanc, you are leaving directly for Marseille.

-I'm sorry, it's my fault.

She was under my responsibility.

-I am responsible too. It is not your fault.

This guy is a ghost. - Go ahead.

-Okay, kidnapping alert, roadblock.

Get people there, dand quickly.

-Proven kidnapping is required, not a disappearance.

- It's a kidnapping. - But we have nothing.

-What do you mean we have nothing? You are serious ?

He may have killed

Lacasse, he jumped on me,

dhe kidnapped Iris! What more do you want ?

Radio silence. Ah. Very good !

She sighs.

-OK. THANKS.

We found your car.

Flat tires, not far from that of Lacasse.

We take her back to La Rurale. THANKS.

-I should have kept her with me.

I could have protected her.

-There was nothing you could have done. He was determined to get her back.

- We might never see them again. - Here, look.

It looks like a cabin, right? We could try to

find it by going up the stream with a helicopter.

-They've been in there for over 10

years, invisible, without anyone noticing.

Has it ever occurred to you that he could be her father?

-Yes, I thought about it.

But in this case, Iris fears nothing.

If he came looking for her, it's because he loves his daughter.

-Yes, he loves her, but with crazy love.

He will never let anyone else near her.

She is his whole life, this kid.

Did you see the way he jumped on me?

We can fear the worst, with this guy.

-The black one, there. Do the tile.

-Oh yes !

- Not enough ! - Go ahead, ma'am.

Indistinct words.

- Ah, well, it's ruined. - That will only make two points.

- A coffee please. - Good, ma'am.

-Christine My God,

it�s been a while.

-That's what is good, with the military.

They keep their habits.

We always know where to find them. - Same for you cops, right?

I bet you're still at the PJ.

- We won't do it again.

- Your coffee. - THANKS.

I'm onto something hot.

Maybe you'll be able to help me.

- Eric Brochant. - We found his DNA.

Brochant attacked a colleague.

We think he killed a man and kidnapped a girl.

I saw that he had been arrested for assault.

I want to know who I'm dealing with.

-Brochant was under my orders when I was in Aubagne.

A hell of a policeman.

A war machine.

A leader in the platoon who only worked on the hot stuff.

Hostage situations,

guys who want to get fucked.

But one day, he beat the

shit out of someone off duty.

The guy spent 3 months in

hospital, and Brochant was indicted.

- What happened to him? - I do not really know.

15 years ago, he lived in Gap and organized mountain survival courses.

- OK.

Fire.

-I have news about our tattoo artists.

2004, they are students

and live on a farm near Gap.

Two years later, they opened the tattoo shop.

-The doomsday clock.

-But between 2004 and 2006, we have nothing.

No accommodation, no withdrawal of money, no trace.

Ghosts.

-Like Iris's mother and like Brochant.

I got the taxes. He lived in Gap until

2004 then he sold his barracks, he

collects the money in cash, and there he disappears.

You bring them back here, we cook them. - Under what reason? We have nothing.

-You threaten to throw the Financiere at them.

Generally, it works.

I want them here in 2 hours.

Police siren.

- I am thirsty. - You'll drink later.

There is a kid

in danger.

Say what you know.

-The longer you wait, the worse it will be for you and Sven.

-The little one looks a lot like Sylvie.

One day, Sven returned to the farm with Eric Brochant and Sylvie.

They were a couple, they were older than us.

Eric was

imposing, charismatic.

They were like us, trendy survivalism,

and they had really decided to go and live

the experience of an isolated life in the forest, far from everything.

-There was a reason for this departure?

-The reason,

It's obvious, right?

The world is going so bad that we almost all went through it

because of a virus.

Life can end overnight, like that.

People understood it, but we we knew it for a long time.

It wasn't a crazy move.

We had really decided to live far from the city.

We built a BAD in the mountain.

- What is an ADB? - A durable autonomous base.

We built cabins in the middle of the woods and lived for more

than a year and a half in complete self-sufficiency, completely

breaking away from the world, without contact with the company.

And then Sylvie got pregnant, and it looked bad.

We wanted to convince her to go to

the hospital, but Eric didn't want to know.

He refused to have his child born in a hospital.

He had cut himself

off from all modernism.

-What happened to Sylvie? And the child?

-We never knew.

We cut all ties with them and the survivalist

community and opened our tattoo shop.

-No assistance to the person in danger.

Do you know where this can take you?

-Eric Brochant was dangerous. He was violent.

-To the point of breaking Sven's leg?

-At this point, yes.

-Tell me about that time, Gap, the farm, all that.

-We already lived near Gap.

We were students.

We had set up our eco farm, with wind turbines in the garden.

Period. - Full stop?

-Yes.

-Give me that.

Stop taking me for a fool. Tell me about him.

-Not know.

-You should, though. He was from Gap, too.

Connected to nature, like you. He organized independent training courses.

- OK. And ?

-You are leaving the farm.

He sold his house in March 2004.

And all of you, you disappear from the radar.

So, are you going to tell me where

were you between 2004 and 2006?

-And Lacasse, in there?

-He wanted to know where the old base was.

He offered us 3,000 euros to tell him.

Sven agreed.

But I never thought for a second

that Eric would still be there.

It's been 15 years.

-Where is this base? How are we going there ?

-Only Sven knows exactly where she is.

-Do not move.

-The lame man is handsome. Don't you have a cigarette?

Well, bastard

Mister Let me go.

-So where is it?

-It's in this area.

-Difficult to access, no trail, nothing.

-Yes, there is an old mule track that passes by there.

This leads to the Bear Passage.

A place that is marked by a scratch.

Once inside, you need at least 3 hours of steep climbing.

Plus the endless hours to get to the set.

It doesn't happen during the day.

-You know ?

-I've never gone this far.

-What are you waiting for?

- Oh no, you're going to slow me down. - It's not negotiable.

I'm coming with you, or you stay in Marseille with

Dorval and me, we make ourselves some food.

-Come on. Two more hours and we're there.

The ones below are bad.

They want us harm, you know.

Why did you disobey? Why did you go downstairs?

-There was a man who tried to

catch me while I was looking for food.

I ran, but he chased me.

Afterwards, I found myself where one should never go.

-Yes, lower than the pointed rocks.

-I was afraid of going back up and that he would catch me.

-Yes, so you came down, you went where it's forbidden.

-Dad Did you

see him, the man?

-No.

But I'm here now. You don't have to be afraid anymore.

-I'm tall.

I can manage on my own.

-Watch out.

And then to him too, he's not a mountaineer.

-I feel like I'm going to shit.

Animal growls.

Cry of the wild boar.

dBlues.

-It's up to you to do it, Normally.

Who gave you this?

What did they tell you, those below?

Did you talk to them?

-No.

-I told you, my darling, your best

weapon, with them, it's your silence.

You have to tell me, if you spoke to them.

-No, I didn't talk to them.

- Perhaps you thought it was down there?

Objects in abundance, the food.

All this is to corrupt you.

And then it will disappear.

How will they survive?

- They won't be able to. - They won't be able to.

We can continue to live, but not them.

-And if one day we leave here -Why would we leave?

We have everything we need here.

What more do you want?

-(Nothing.)

-In an hour it will be dark.

We're going to land here. - It's okay with me.

-Have a drink.

I'll take care of the meal.

You are going to chop wood.

- I'm starving. - When I return, we make a fire.

Wow!

-Always be faithful to your scout promise,

even when you are an adult. - Were you a scout?

-In another life, yes. I still have the basics.

-This is amazing.

-I wanted to call Christine, but I don't have a network.

Can you take a look at your phone?

-No, nothing to do.

We are in a white zone.

-In other words, we are truly alone.

It's so beautiful.

In the city, we don't see them as well.

There is too much light, too much pollution.

We've been working together for

years and we don't know each other.

-There is still a dead body between us.

Basically, you are a good guy.

-It seems, yes.

You know, the guy we're chasing, he's a tough guy.

Succeeding in living for years in the

middle of the mountains and raising a

child without anyone knowing is no small thing.

It's big here, but at the

same time, it's a prison.

We raise the kids to allow them to fly away.

Not him.

-He is afraid of being alone.

It's terrifying.

-His past as an elite soldier, the attacks must

have traumatized him.

And we are encroaching on his territory.

He's not going to welcome us with open arms.

All of this could end badly.

-Iris, come see!

150 km from here, a nuclear

bomb has just exploded.

-I have 2 minutes 30 seconds left to take shelter.

-And you have to?

- Divert electricity and water to the survival room.

I collect the pharmacy cash register. As I have a

minute left, I take my sketchbook and my pencils.

Outside, I plug in the ictometer and the surveillance camera.

I enter the shelter and put on the protective suit.

I turn on the radio and wait.

-You're forgetting something.

Think.

It is important.

-I don't know, dad.

-The key, Iris!

The key. - (Yes.)

If I don't close and survivors

arrive, I'm sure I'm dead.

Pardon.

-It was good, my darling, but think of the key.

-(12, 40, 60.)

(Mom's date of birth, it was 9/12/74.)

(Dumont Sylvie, Brochant Eric.)

(Lacasse.)

-I think we found it, the mule track.

There's the bear claw.

You realize ?

Here, 100, 150 years ago, we would have

found ourselves face to face with a bear.

-You must not come in here, except in cases of emergency.

-Why you lied to me ? What did you do ?

-I protected you. I did the right thing.

-What was needed?

Did you kill him?

-Get out of here.

Get out of here.

-If you lied for him, maybe you lied for mom.

Why do you say nothing ?

Why don't you ever say anything when I talk about mom?

What did you do ?

Why do you never explain anything to me when we talk about my mother?

But dad, do you think you can control everything?

But I'm tall!

I have the right to know.

I have the right to know!

He screams.

-(Oh fuck)

-She was beautiful, you know.

Like you.

Are you sure you want the truth?

Your mother didn't die from poisoning herself with a plant.

She died giving birth to you.

-She died when I was born?

-It's hard here, it's true, but at least we're together.

And then we are free.

We are not harming nature.

We live with it, in harmony.

We are protected.

Its important to me, let us be protected. You understand ?

Together for the life.

-Together for the life.

-Stop.

A line of traps.

Tinting of bells.

It's this sound that scares him.

We're very close.

-Wow.

Even in a helicopter, it's impossible to spot.

-OK

Wait for me here. You're going to hide.

-Damn, the guy is organized.

CB

Electricity

It even has running water.

-You don't have to stay here.

He screams.

-You don't move.

The first one that moves, I smoke it.

Come out slowly.

Get up, you!

Get up !

We're going to go for a walk.

Over there.

Come on, move forward.

-Dad, don't do that.

-Where is Iris?

-She's safe. Advance !

- It's not a life for her here. - You really don't understand anything.

Life is here.

- She can choose, right? - It's not her choice.

You're going to dig a hole right there, stop.

-Dad, don't do that.

He comes from the valley, but he's not bad.

Dad, don't do that.

(You will regret this for the rest of your life.)

-Lacasse's body should have disappeared here.

I'm not going to make the same mistake twice.

Are you digging or what?

-(Dad, don�t do that. (You will regret this for the rest of your life.)

(Daddy, don�t!)

(You will regret this for the rest of your life.)

(Dad, don't do that. (He is nice.)

Dad, don't do that!

Gunshot and scream.

Grunts of struggle.

He groaned in pain.

Growls.

Stopped !

Stop, dad! Stopped !

But dad, stop!

He took care of me!

-They will separate us. I don't

want to live without you, in a prison.

-We are already in prison.

We are already there !

-Leave him alone.

Or I'll blow your head off in front of your daughter.

d Indistinct words.

-Don't worry, it'll be OK.

You can go.

-It's okay, it's solid.

-Yes, he will recover.

-His first defeat in his 15-year career, and not even in Marseille.

- No, here in the mountains.

-Promise me you'll do everything

so that Brochant can see his daughter.

-I will do my best. He will see her in the visiting room.

-Between his wife who died in

childbirth, Lacasse, his

attempt on Renart, will be expensive.

-She receives letters from her father every day.

She answers him.

You would see his beautiful writing.

She knows more than

most young people I know.

Do you think she will be happy here?

-Here is the best place we could hope for for her.

- Are you coming back to see me soon? - Yes.

You too can come see me. - No problem.

-Would you like to go hiking one of these days?

-Yes with pleasure.

-Attention, not the tourist stroll.

A real hike, bivouac, 3 days in the high mountains.

-Yes I agree.

I just hope you can follow me.

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