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- What do you think ? - It's worse than I thought.

From Pointe du Caqueret to the northeast,

there is at least 3 corridors which can leave.

And there are plaques everywhere.

If it continues to melt like this, the big avalanche can leave.

-It's rare to have so much snow at this time.

-Never seen this in 20 years.

A similar warm spell in the middle of the season, I'm not telling you the condition of the coat.

Winter is not over. It can still be cold.

But I don't like it.

-What are you doing ?

-It was open.

I was checking to make sure there was no one there.

-Were you praying?

There's no shame in that, Tony.

-I told myself it couldn't hurt.

-Are you finished there? Because we still have work to do.

-A real ghost village. It sends shivers down your spine.

-Don't talk about the cold.

Did you check everything? - I did what you told me.

Everybody is gone.

- No, because the elders As soon as you talk about evacuation, They give you the big speeches.

"I was born in this house, I will die in this house.�

- You have to understand them. - Yes, but anyway,

it's not the end of the world. - You spend your

life here, we ask you to leave, it does something to you.

-It's better than finishing under 4m of snow.

Don't worry, Tony.

Everything will be alright.

We're not there yet.

Starter.

-(What is this shit?)

-In an exceptional situation, exceptional measures.

This winter, snowfall has broken records.

The warm air mass that fell on

the region weakens the snow cover.

According to specialists, an

avalanche of incredible force can

break through, devastating the villages below.

Once again, there

is no doubt, it is global warming

which is at the origin of this unusual phenomenon.

The foehn, this hot wind coming from the

Sahara is blocked by the Rochebrune mountain range.

Alice for DBTV. - Good morning !

What is going on ? - We're evacuating. Make a U-turn.

-Impossible. Will it be long?

-3 days, one week We will reopen as soon as we can.

There you are blocking traffic. - I'll explain to you:

my mother is very ill, I have to pass.

I take full responsibility for it. - In this case, call the fire brigade.

Move around. THANKS. She starts again, sighing.

-We'll take care of the back.

Screwdriver.

Crackling.

Rumble.

-Missing more than that.

- What is happening ? - The road is blocked.

-Shit You have to take the snowmobiles and go through the mountain.

- Go down at night?

-If we pass on a plate, we leave with it.

- Good.

What do we do ?

-Wait, we're not going to spend the night here.

-The building is solid. We are in the middle of the forest.

The fir trees will partly hold back the avalanche.

It's always safer.

Howling of the wind. Gasps.

Dry snap.

- Amateurs? - Yeah.

Jean fills their glasses.

It's good.

-No thanks.

- It helps you sleep. - I won't need that.

-How are you ?

-How are you.

Don't stay up too late.

-And if the avalanche destroys Lusagne?

- Don't talk about misfortune. - I'm serious.

What will we do ? - We'll come back in the spring.

We will see the damage and we will repair it.

-It's already arrived.

150 years ago, part of a glacier broke away

and a pocket of water and mud invaded Lusagne.

Despite dozens of deaths, people came back.

-They rebuilt everything and life resumed.

-I don't know if I would be able to do it.

-You'd be surprised what we can do.

-I'm not like you.

This village is my life. I was born here, I grew up here.

I have all my memories here.

-Some would be better off staying buried!

I knew him before he was a cop.

-It would never be the same again.

-It would be something else. Sometimes it's good to start from scratch.

He activates the starter.

Accelerator strokes.

Distant rumble.

Breathing oppressed. It's okay, everything is ready.

What's the matter ? - I don't know.

-Angelo, what's wrong with you?

-It's hot.

I hope it's not covid. - Stop with that!

None of us have it. - No it's

It's malaria, guys. - Malaria?

-Where did you catch malaria?

- Do you have any medicine? - No.

There are no medications. You have to wait for it to pass.

-Lay over.

-Do you think we can move it?

-It will never fit on the snowmobile.

Call the PGHM, let them send the helicopter.

-No network. Do you have a signal?

-I have nothing either.

I will be back.

Angelo is breathing hard.

Crackling of a fireplace fire.

Lapping.

What are you doing here ? - Sorry !

-You are unconscious! The village was evacuated.

Are you taking advantage of this to burglarize?

-Appearances are against me, but you are wrong.

-Get out of there.

-I am very sorry.

I'm on vacation nearby with friends.

We went for a ski hike, but I got lost.

I wanted to call for

help, but it didn't work.

I was alone in the middle of nowhere. Night has fallen.

I couldn't move forward anymore. So I let go of

my skis and walked so as not to freeze in place.

When I saw the village, I thought I was saved.

But there was nobody. I was freezing.

I was starving. So I forced a door open.

But everything

I damaged,

I will pay for it! - You have finished ?

-Yes.

-Take your things. d -Alex for Tony.

-Yes, Tony? d -Are you okay? A problem ?

-No. Everything is fine. I'm coming.

Cover him well and warn Fargeot that he is being taken away in a sleigh.

d -Received. - OK.

-My shoes hurt too much.

I borrowed some apres-ski shoes. I will refund.

-Here we go.

-Who is she ?

-A liar who says she got lost on skis.

-I told you the truth!

I almost died of cold. - Is that yours?

- Yes. - We don't hike with that.

That's for alpine skiing.

Well hey

I also take mine on hikes.

Who are you ?

What were you doing at the chalet?

-I got lost, I tell you.

-Search her.

-Go for it.

You won't be the first cop to take advantage of it.

-OK

It's good. - The valley is still clear,

but don't hang around. Who is it ?

- Your name ? -Chris.

-Okay, there's no point in all of us waiting here.

Go ahead with her. We'll meet at the police station.

- And my bag? - Your bag ?

You'll get it when we get this all sorted out.

-Right leg first.

Starter.

Chris screams.

How are you ?

You have nothing ?

- I slipped. - I'm sorry.

With the snow, I can't ride too slowly.

She moans.

He cuts his ties. - THANKS.

- You can stand. - THANKS.

Throw away your weapon!

Your weapon.

-You are unconscious.

Take a cop hostage, it's serious.

-Do what I tell you.

-You need me.

d It's not a scooter, this thing. It's very dangerous.

d -You will drive. We go up there. I have to pass the pass. Come on.

-Impossible with this snow.

We risk an avalanche.

-Mounted. Come on ! Mounted. Come on.

-Shit I have to go.

Wait for me in the shelter.

-Whore.

Did you do it on purpose?

Don't play dumb. Get out of there.

-That's fucked up.

I can not do anything.

-We continue on foot.

Hurry up.

-We put ourselves in danger by passing through here.

- Is the pass still far away? - At least 2 hours of walking.

-We continue. Advance.

The roar of an engine.

Snippets of voices.

-Little marioles are taking advantage of the evacuation to come and ski.

A virgin domain, they couldn't resist.

No, don't move. Stay warm. I'm taking care of it.

Angelo is breathing hard.

She screams.

- Who are you, what do you want? - Give me a break !

I didn't ask you anything.

-Stop your bullshit! We have enough work!

-Take care of your snow

and your stupid countryside!

I can't go back down to the valley!

I have to pass this pass, Let me go to Italy!

-What are you running from? What are you afraid of?

-Angelo for Fargeot. I found the troublemakers.

d I fire them. - Thank you, Jean.

-Hey !

It's forbidden to be here! We have to leave. It's dangerous.

Don't stay there. - Some guys want my skin.

-We want to kill you?

-Two evenings ago, I was at a big poker game.

Normally, we don't know where it's going.

But some guys showed up and

robbed us. They left with a million.

It happened very quickly. They were hooded, masked.

But I recognized a guy from my neighborhood

that I grew up with by his tribal tattoo on his forearm.

He knows I burned him and that if I talk,

they'll end up burned in a trunk. So they want to kill me.

I wanted to cross the border, but with

the avalanche -Where did it happen?

-In Marseille. Maxence Hotel.

-What were you doing there? Do you play poker?

-I accompanied one of the players.

I am an escort.

I'll play the whore, if you prefer.

- We had to go to the police.

Instead of taking a cop hostage.

- What cop would believe me? - Not me.

-You don't understand? These guys are sick!

-Here we go.

Hissing.

Bursts of voice.

Muffled cries.

Voice.

Moans.

-No ! Gunshot.

Echo of the detonation.

d -Angelo for Alex. He turns off his walkie-talkie.

Angelo?

He pants.

How many are they ? - Four. Maybe not anymore.

-Be careful, Alex.

-OK.

It starts.

-Inside !

Snippets of voices.

- They killed Jean! - I know.

-Don't let them get away with it.

-Hold on.

We're going to get them, Angelo. I swear.

But later. - They killed him like a dog.

Angelo cries. - They'll pay for it.

But not now. We have

to get out of there first.

All right ?

Voice.

- (Angelo.) - Yes.

We come.

-What was that shot?

Where is Jean?

- He is dead. - What ?

-Did you bring these guys back here?

Who are these monsters? -Angelo.

Good.

Here we are under cover.

There is a wall

not far from here.

If we reach it, we have

a chance of getting out.

Alex cuts Chris's bonds.

The roar of snowmobiles.

Don't hang around.

Come on.

-Attention.

-We're going to go down here.

Angelo gasps.

- Sorry. - It's not the moment.

Wait until you are safe.

Tony, put this on.

Go first. - OK.

-Go ahead. It's good.

OK. Come on.

It'll be OK.

Voices of men.

-No, Tony!

-No.

-Search everywhere.

- Wait for me here. - (Don't leave me.)

-(If we stay, it's dead.) I'm going to put them on the wrong track.

I will be back.

-Alex for Leblanc.

Alex for Leblanc!

Not on approach.

-This way ! There are traces!

(Go! Go! Go !)

-They had to hide.

- We're not going to leave them up there. - We don't leave them!

We're going to get the cavalry.

-Come on.

Lean on me. - Hold on.

I am resting a bit.

I'll catch up with you. - No.

I can't leave you. - Tony! They need you.

Bring back reinforcements.

-I know. Come on, get up.

He grunts under the effort.

-Hold on.

-How are you ?

-Come on.

-Chris!

Chris!

Come.

He tears up sheets of paper.

He breaks the chair.

-Don�t worry, she�s sleeping.

She has frostbite, but do not worry.

She was cold on the tiles.

-THANKS.

Sorry about the chair.

Alex Hugo. I am a police officer in Lusagne.

-Fr�d�ric. What are you doing here with your friend?

-First I need to use your phone.

It's urgent.

-We have nothing to communicate with the outside world.

-Where is the nearest village?

-If you walk well, at a little more than 8 a.m.

-You have a car ? -

It's a place of retreat here.

The more isolated we are, the better we are.

-Normally, I would have agreed with

you, but now I really need to see people.

There are people who don't wish us well.

What do you do if someone has an accident?

-Apart from a few pilgrims in summer, this is very quiet.

I am alone here, Mr. Hugo.

-Alex.

Call me Alex.

-The young woman is sleeping

at the end of the corridor.

There's still hot coffee if you want.

He goes out.

-Angelo.

Angelo. Wake up.

Wake up.

Angelo?

Angelo, wake up. Wake up.

Ho!

He slaps him.

-No, but it�s not okay?!

What is wrong with you ?

-I am happy. I thought you were dead.

-Try to keep your cool, dammit!

I think the fever has broken.

I'm as hungry as a wolf.

Beep. d -Tony for Alex.

-Alex? Alex, where are you?

Sizzle. Where are you, Alex?

Door.

-Good morning.

You feel better ?

-Are we no longer familiar with each other?

-Tell me again what happened

in Marseille from the start. - You are indeed a cop, you.

Can I get dressed?

-I listen.

-I accompanied

a new customer for several days. I followed him to his poker game.

He was the one who had the contact. I was just accompanying him.

Everything was well organized. Luxury suite, open bar, security.

And they started playing. - How did these guys get home?

-They broke down the door and knocked out the security guys.

They were on a date.

-And after ?

-After

One of them took me hostage.

He put his gun to my head.

He told the customer to line up against the wall.

That's where I saw his tattoo.

- What does this guy look like? - His name is Hussein. Tall brown.

Short hair. Heavy-duty. Handsome guy.

-Where do you know him from?

-He is from the Panier like me.

He was a good guy.

And he fell into business. - Yes.

And today he kills a man in cold blood.

-Yeah. For what ?

You here, it seems strange to you,

but in our case the settling of

scores no longer surprises anyone.

- The guy they shot was my friend.

His name was Jean.

-I'm sorry.

-Hmm.

-I just wanted to stay alive.

To you, a friend's life is worth more than a whore's.

And you would have wanted me to go to the cops?

-I worked for 15 years in Marseille. I met lots of prostitutes.

I have never looked down on any of them. - You're the rare gem, you.

Guys like you, I know them.

They're being charming, they're saying they're going to get us out of there.

And as soon as they have done their business, they take off their masks.

Girls like me are lonely. - We'll take you back to Marseille.

You're going to tell the criminal all about this. Bear witness.

And if it puts you in danger, we will protect you.

-By hiding at the other end of France?

-Have you thought about starting from scratch?

-If you wanted to help me, had to let me go.

A door slams.

Squeaking.

Metallic noise.

-You shouldn't go out. There

are dangerous people around here.

-I saw nobody.

I will face whatever the Lord places in my path.

-It is not the Lord who sends them.

-The Lord sometimes manifests himself in surprising ways.

To understand it, we must go beyond appearances.

-Do you like solitude?

-The fewer people there are around, the more we hear the word of the Most High.

I know there is a question burning on your lips.

What does an African do in the middle of the mountains?

I like this place, Mr. Hugo. - Isn't it a little isolated?

-"There are few wounds that loneliness does not heal."

- Another word from the Lord? - No.

That's Balzac.

He also calms me down.

-Ah my brother, your terrine is a delight.

-And all that alone!

You have to spend the year there. - A part.

Door.

-I'm sorry about your friend.

It's my fault he died.

-You weren't the one who killed him.

-Do you think we'll get through this?

-We got this far.

- Hold.

-THANKS.

-The valley is at 8am. We have a chance of being

there before dark but we will be in the open part of the way.

If they spot us, we won't escape them again.

-What is the other solution?

-We're waiting for them here.

It won't be long before they find us.

-Three cops with two guns against

four crazy people with Kalashnikovs.

-So, what do we do now ?

-Me, I stay here and wait for these bastards.

I already ran away once.

They killed Jean. They threaten a witness.

They will not make the law.

-Tony?

-Me too, I want to put them in jail.

But are we sure we'll get there?

-I'm not going to lie to you. If we stay, it's going to be tense.

- If you leave, we won't blame you. - No.

No no. I won't leave you.

-Amen.

-I know what you want to ask me.

These men who are looking for you, do you want to wait for them here?

-It would be safer than outside.

-I should suggest another way to you as a man of God.

But as a man, I know there are

people who are difficult to talk to.

-Take shelter.

-Don't worry about me. I am like you, Mr. Hugo.

I didn't always have this life.

-Okay, this is the entrance through the large chapel.

This, the door through which we arrived. That's two accesses.

If we condemn one, we will know where they are coming from.

-OK.

He sighs.

This girl there

Do you trust him?

His story as an innocent witness

I don't feel it.

What if she was using us? - It's possible.

She may also be telling the truth.

I'd rather err on the side of trusting him.

If we don't believe her, Who's gonna do it ?

-Yes.

- This place should remain peaceful. - The abbey has been there for 1,000 years.

She'll get over it.

In the middle Ages, it was a torture room.

But during the war, this place has saved many lives.

It is difficult to see the trapdoor from the chapel.

And the walls will block the bullets.

-You will be safe there.

- I was thinking of you instead. - It's up to me to protect you.

-These men coming,

shooting them won't get you anywhere.

Let me talk to them.

If you had decided to leave, I should have received them.

- They don't respect anyone.

They will leave no witnesses.

What did you do before?

I know the army and the men who made it well.

-Are you asking me if I was a

soldier or if I have already killed?

I killed with everything that can kill.

Knives, machetes, hammers.

Kalashnikovs.

People came to my village when I was a kid.

They killed my family.

And I was a boy, so they took me on the road.

They showed me how to do it.

It lasted for years.

Until I found myself on the wrong side of the gun.

I woke up in a million pieces.

That's where I met him.

I was treated.

They helped me.

But when it was time to leave, I

couldn't come back into the world.

I've been here for 10 years.

To do work that no one wants anymore.

So I stay alone.

I'm thinking.

I pray.

I'm waiting for a sign that doesn't come.

And one day you arrive.

I am not afraid of what must happen, Mr. Hugo.

-I only have 5 balls.

-Mine won't take us far.

-5 bullets for Smith and Wesson, 12 for the SIG-Sauer, that�s already it.

- Against AK-47s?

-Let's set traps for them.

Like in "The Seven Mercenaries". - That's it. We're going to set collars.

-Tony is right.

We have home advantage. Door.

-I use it to pull the hare.

The ejection port

is rusty, but it fires just right.

He�s firing on empty.

-Good. Tony, take this gun, Angelo

keep your gun. I'll deal with that.

Thank you Father.

-What if we did all this for nothing? Maybe they lost us.

-We're ready.

We can wait for them. - OK.

Squeaking.

Blood is flowing.

I have a question.

How do you know that God exists?

Finally, I mean To be really sure?

-I believe in the devil.

I know he exists.

Someone has to upset him.

-Is it in the Bible?

-Doubt is normal. It is the opposite that is dangerous.

To want him to

exist is to need him.

It's all that matters.

Tony sighs.

-I don't really know how to tell you,

but you performed like a boss yesterday.

I know I'm demanding and you never

say anything, but we can count on you.

-I'm scared, Angelo.

I almost never used my gun.

I don't know if I can fight.

-What do you think ? We're all there.

Besides, there's no question of you playing cowboy

or whether you are on the front line. - I didn't say that for that reason.

-I know, but if things go wrong,

it is you who will protect the little one and who will leave with her.

- I will not abandon you. - It's not about that.

You must testify. We owe it to Jean.

We can't let this trash get away with it.

One day I won't be here anymore. - Stopped.

-No. For once we're talking about it. Look at me.

One day you will be the boss.

You will run La Rurale. - It's not tomorrow.

-It may come faster than you think.

That day, I will leave peacefully knowing that Tony will take over.

-I don't like it when you say that, Angelo.

I don't want things to change.

We're good as we are, right?

-I think it's your shift.

-Yes

d African children's choir.

d Percussion.

He cuts the magneto.

-This music is beautiful.

-At school, they made us learn it by heart.

One mistake and we were deprived of football.

-For me, it was the hymns.

I wasn't very good.

But it ended up going home.

Crackling rain.

If I had known I would end up with a uniform on my back

-You didn't dream of becoming a police officer?

Angelo laughs.

-Not really, no. Among

gypsies, this is rare.

No, the vocation, the pride of

the uniform, it came along the way.

It all seems far away to me.

Today, it's the thieves who are chasing the cops.

Someone is walking slowly.

-You can't sleep?

-I didn't even say thank you for last night.

You said you'd come back for me, you came back.

I am not used to that. - Let someone come and get you?

-Let us keep our promise.

-Hmm.

-You and

your friends, you are not like the others.

-And ?

-That

surprises.

It's even

pleasant.

-You do not have to. You do not owe me anything.

-We all owe someone something.

It works like that.

-You think we all do things out of interest?

-Do you really think I can start from scratch?

-That doesn't make you want it?

-If.

I'm tired of lies, to always be careful.

To tell me that I have to screw the others before they do it.

How do you trust?

-We're doing it, that's all.

Don't you want to move on?

-Normal life freaks me out.

-When I arrived in Lusagne, it was to start from scratch.

I didn't really find

what I was looking for, but I appreciate it.

And I wouldn't trade it for anything.

The roar of an engine.

-Alex for Tony.

Alex for Tony!

He cocks the gun.

d They are coming. There are four of them.

Tony locks the door.

It's the

safest place.

He tries to open.

d African children's choir.

Bursts of gunfire.

Crash of the trap door.

The man bangs on the door, shouting.

-Open!

Distant gusts.

They are being shot at.

-I have to go.

-Don't leave me.

-Promise, I'll come back.

Against the wall ! Against the wall !

Guide me!

Shots ring out nearby.

Leave.

You must testify. - I can't leave you.

-We didn't do all this for nothing. Come on.

Come on.

-She's

up there!

-(Come on.)

The echo of the shots reverberates in the mountain.

- How many balls do you have left? - 3.

- Me, 2. - Him, leave him to me.

(Please.)

-Where is she ?

Where is she ?

Cry of rage.

He pants.

-The bullet went through. It hurts, but you will not die from it.

-Are you sure ?

-It bleeds, but it won't kill a guy like you.

-Thank you,

Fr�d�ric.

-They never call me that again. Gunshot.

-Where is she ?

The man collapses.

-Take care of him.

Rough breathing.

-Okay, we're not going to spend the night there.

What are you risking?

You have an automatic rifle.

Do you only shoot unarmed people?

Gunshot. The man groaned in pain.

Angelo handcuffs him.

Breathing oppressed.

-Where is Chris?

-I told him to run away. So she can testify.

The man chuckles.

-Bear witness ?

Testify against whom?

Chris is with us.

The heist was his idea.

She overtook everyone.

She fucked us good.

The roar of a snowmobile. - I'm taking care of it.

-She played for her face, this whore.

-Monitor

your language.

Distant whirring.

Shot.

-Whore

Whore !

She tries in vain to restart. Whore !!

No !

Oh fuck !

-Weren't you tired of running away?

-Why are you doing this to me ? Why are you picking on me?

-Jean is dead! Frederick is dead! What�s that for?

-Let go of me.

-For that ?

Did they die for that?

He handcuffs her. - I just wanted to change my life.

-You won.

You will change your life.

-All because of an avalanche that never left.

To think that he had insisted that we evacuate.

He paid dearly for it, to care about the lives of others.

-He was a high mountain guide.

For him, it was normal. - Hmm.

-It's strange, though.

Me, I never left my valley, he

crossed the world to die in my place.

He sighs.

I wonder if he wanted to rest so far from home.

-He's not alone here. He's in good company.

Distant barking.

-By the way, Angelo.

Where did you get it, malaria? - What do you think ?

I had a life before being a cop.

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