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Friday, May 9th,
around 10 p.m. -

Treat you to the Chinese, OK?

No, thanks. I have to finish this.

See what time it is?
Everyone is gone.

I have to finish setting up the DNA.
I can't let the cells die.

Fine, don't forget to lock up,
remember last winter...

See you tomorrow.

Myriam, is that you?

Who's there?

Myriam, if it's you, it's not funny.

What are you doing here?

Why didn't you answer?

You scared the hell out of me.

Give me that, Paul.
Don't play with that.

- Listen...
- I'm not joking.

Give me that right away or else.

- I need it.
- Give it.

Now can you explain?

- It's very serious.
- Yes, it looks that way.

I discovered something...

about Dad's death.

Oh.

Did you hear what I just said?

You discovered something?
Five years later?

Is that what you're saying?

Yes.

It wasn't an accident.

He didn't fall off a train,
he was pushed.

He was killed

and I know who did it.

You're crazy...

OK, drop it, it's my fault.

I was sure you'd react that way.

Wait.

Put yourself in my shoes.

I'd be a bit curious.

OK.

- Did you have dinner?
- Not really.

It's on me.

Wait.

Come.

Good evening Jules.

Good evening Paul.

I guess it's not the right time.

- Why do you say that?
- My sixth sense.

Are you OK?

Yeah, fine... and you?

Well, but the timing is not.

My specialty it seems.

It's silly, I wanted to see you.

It's not silly, it's sweet.

I still think of you.

Me too.

Not in the same way, I'm afraid.

I think Paul's getting restless.

Another time.

Yes, let's call each other.

I really wanted to see you...
I was sure it wasn't the right time.

See you.

You think I'm crazy.

What would you think?

You come to the lab
without warning, take the gun,

tell me Dad was murdered...

Sorry, it's a bit over the top, no?

I repeat, I'm not crazy.

Nothing was more important
than Dad's death...

Just think of Elizabeth's death,
how you felt.

For Elizabeth, you were seven.

Still, I remember her.
Not like you, of course.

Are you saying Dad's accident
didn't affect me?

No, I'm not saying that.

I'm saying you were elsewhere...

And it wasn't an accident.

There was an investigation...

I was botched. They buried it.

How can you be so sure?

This.

- Where did you get that?
- It's not important.

Please.

A friend from Chalon...

He found this in his papers,
and gave it to me.

It's Dad... on a train platform.

Chagny train station.
See the date?

The day of his death.

But is it the same year?

It could have been the year before.

It's true. It's strange.

It was taken just before
he got on the train.

An hour before his death, not even.

So?

You really have blinders.

Walser?

So, it's Walser.
So what?

He was on the road,
according him,

at that time.

He lied.

- It's possible...
- It's serious.

There must be a simple explanation.

He was Dad's right hand man.

Now he's the boss.

That's simple enough.

Well if he's guilty,
there's always the law.

What law?

That guy is totally protected,
you know as well as I do.

You have no proof.
You just have a photo.

That's what they will say.

I won't let you do anything crazy.

You have no rights over me.

I care about you.

I don't want anything to happen.

Listen to your sister for once.

Let's think.
We have to talk about it,

with a cool head.

I'll take you home.

Just drop me at the metro.

Hi, it's Sabine.

It's Friday the 9th.
I'm in Paris for ten days.

I'm staying with my brother.
I'd like to see you.

I'm back in Chalon on the 23rd,

hugs from the pals, and me too.

Call me, kiss.

I'm sorry. Paul Rousseau is not in.

Leave a message after the beep,
and I'll call you back

if I feel like it.

Paul, it's me.

Can you call me when you get in?

I'd like to talk about all this.

Call me as soon as you can.

Paul, it's me... are you there?

Are you hiding?

I can't stop thinking about
what you said.

Call me at home or at the lab.

Is there really no one in?

Well, call back. Bye.

Excuse me, have you seen Paul?

- Did he come to work today?
- We haven't seen him for two days.

We agreed even days is me,
odd days it's him.

So here I am and he doesn't even warn.

You've had no news?

I told you I haven't seen him.
Maybe he's sick.

I haven't had any news either.

- Tell him I'm looking for him.
- If I see him.

Thanks. Good bye.

Two days later -

It's your big sister
bothering you again. Remember?

Please, call.

I wanted to give it to you May 1st...
But first,

- First what?
- I never know when to come...

I'm glad I found you.

Thank you.

I like your landing,
may I come in?

No, Jules, it's not the right time...

Good bye.

I see you waste no time.

I'm happy for you.

There's no lover behind the door.

I was worried.

It's not the right time
because it's not the right time.

I'd like to be with you again.
It's a silly as that...

In the book I'm publishing,
there's a sentence meant for us:

"Glide over the centuries,
not stopping, not looking back,

"and see the drama unfold."

- It's beautiful.
- You don't see why?

I'll think about it.

- I don't want to kick you out, but...
- I'm already out.

Well, that's perfect.

After perfect, there's past perfect.

Are you all right?
Did I hurt you?

"In the deepest recesses
of my heart."

Take care.

I'll try.

I can't believe it!

Miss Rousseau?

Forgive me for intruding.
My name is Véronique Lukachevski...

It doesn't mean anything to you.

May I come in?
It's important for both of us.

Yes, please come in.

It's nice here. It's so hard
to find something cheap.

I can only afford the countryside.
If it weren't for my job...

I'm the secretary to Mr. Walser.

I need to speak to you.

It's my own initiative. Mr. Walser is
not aware. He wouldn't approve.

It's totally personal.

Do you want something to drink?

Yes, a glass of water.

You have a real kitchen, it's great.

I have a passion for cooking,
but with my kitchenette...

Thanks.

Is it real stained glass or is it tinted?

It's very pretty though.

If you want to talk, this way.

- It's you? You were very...
- No it's not me.

I'm sorry, I'm very clumsy
and a blunderer.

No harm done. It's my sister.

- I didn't know you had a sister.
- I don't anymore.

I'm sorry.

Why did you want to see me?

Well...

it's about your brother.

You have another?

Is he a bit crazy?

Crazy? I don't think so.

He came to the office yesterday
and he was very strange.

You mean he was agitated?

More so.

Mr. Walser couldn't be seen,
he didn't see him.

He had some remarks...

terrible.

I can't even repeat them.

Has he already threatened others...
Is he dangerous?

Are you worried for Walser?
Or did he send you?

I told you I came on my own,

- it's an initiative...
- which is personal.

You don't believe me.

I don't know.

Should Mr. Walser have
a reason to fear my brother?

- I thought you knew him better.
- Whom?

Mr. Walser.

Haven't seen each other in a long time.
In fact, since my father's death.

And you think...

Why are you here?

To see if I think like my brother?
Is that why you're here?

I think I was ridiculous.

Not at all.

Yes. Forgive me for bothering you.

Pax Industries...

Could I speak to Mr. Walser?

Mr. Walser is on another line.
Who is calling?

Yes. That's it.
It's rather urgent.

Do you want to hold or
can he call you back?

Yes, I'm at work, he has my number.

Fine.

Thank you, good bye...

So how is it going?

I think it's working.

The cancerous cell frame is positive.

And the healthy cells...
there are no traces.

Can you imagine if it worked...

That must be your phone call,
you want me to say you're busy?

No, I'll take it.

Yes, it's me.

Hello, this is Walser.
You wanted to reach me?

Yes, I'd like to see you,
it's pretty important.

Nothing serious, I hope.

I don't know but... it's urgent.
When can you see me?

I'm pretty busy. But if you want,
at the end of the day...

around 6 PM.
Come to the office. All right?

6 PM, all right.

See you later.

So?

Excuse me? Mr. Walser.

- Pax Industries?
- Yes.

- 618, sixth floor.
- Thank you.

I have a meeting with Mr. Walser.

You are...

I'll warn him right away...

Miss Sylvie Rousseau has just arrived.

Come in.

- Two ice teas...
- You're an angel.

With two mint leaves?

You look beautiful.

You're really quite elegant.

And me, do I look different?

A bit.

A bit thicker?

How's the research going?

Found a vaccine against cancer?

You still get funds?

Big slashes in your field
in the past 3 or 4 years?

I didn't come to talk about that.

You'd rather talk about your brother?

Why him,
you didn't want to see him?

Véro told you?

I call her Véro. She's been my secretary
for the past two years.

She's also a friend
- more recently -

You do as you please.

Answer my question.

I didn't see him.

Because he, contrary to you,

didn't set an appointment.

I don't have a lot of time
when I'm here,

and I'm not at his disposal.

No thanks. I'm not thirsty.

Have it. Thanks.

You're an angel.

Don't you find her beautiful?

And strong too, under that frail look.

She prevented your brother
from trashing my office... some feat.

What got into him?
He's not well these days?

Stop blabbering.

You know why Paul came to see you.

I recognize you there.
Always to the point.

I know you know it.

How long has it been?
Your internship in Osaka, it was...

1994.

Three years.

The time needed to give this
company a European dimension.

I don't care about Europe.

Your father...

wouldn't agree.

We're still number one
in guided missiles...

I'm sure Paul
has something against me.

I've known he doesn't like me
for a long time,

maybe because of your mother,

my friendship with her.

There's something else he reproaches.

Well, he can do what he wants.

If he's set on scaring me,

or blackmailing me, or whatever,

I pity him, that's all.

He has better things to do.

I want no one.

All right, pass him.

From now on, I want no one else.

Thank you Véro.

I have no patience for child's play.

I spend a third of my time here.

Paris bores me.

It's...

creating... which counts.
You understand.

Paul is young.

You shouldn't be influenced
by his whims.

I would be very disappointed.

I would be so sorry.

You might not like me, but I like you.

I like both of you.

I think you're playing...

toying with me...
You're hiding something.

I'm forced to.

I work in secrecy, you know it.

I'll be seeing you.

If you need anything,
don't hesitate to call.

I'll hesitate for sure,
but I'll do it.

Good bye.

Two days later -

Yes, it's for you.

I can't now. Say I'll call back.

It's your brother.

He's calling from the hospital.

Here, take over.

What happened?

Not much, I just got hit
by a car yesterday.

- Are you hurt?
- No, it's nothing.

The bike's fine,
I'm at the Salpétrière.

Where at the Salpétrière?

Building "C", room 312,
but it's not serious.

I'm coming.

I have to go.

I'll try to be back in an hour or two.

I know, I see:
you're in a hurry.

No, don't say anything.
I have a great idea.

I've decided to take you out to dinner.

- Wait, before you say no.
- I didn't say no, Jules.

We can meet at around 9...

I prefer 9:30. Where?

Well, at "our" restaurant.

Fine... see you tonight.

Yes?

Oh, it's you...

You seem thrilled to see me.

Does it hurt?

No, it's nothing... a haematoma.

I'm under observation,
but I have nothing.

You get out soon?

They don't have to keep me.

Did you hear my messages?

I've been after you for five days.

I know...
I don't have time for anything.

What did you do?

I didn't waste time,

I found a woman who was
Walser's secretary at the time.

She testified that he was on the road.

So?

So it's clear...

Everything is clear.

I got what I wanted...

a written reply from her.

The most important is at the end.

Indeed,
according to Mr. Walser's wish

I testified that he called me
from the highway,

at the time of the death
of Mr. Pierre-André Rousseau.

I did it without reticence

to avoid him useless hassle.

Enlightening no?

So he lied...

He perjured himself.

You believe me now?

He would be a monster.

Hello.

It's Carole.

She's my sister.

You showed her the letter?

Are you convinced?

Yes, she's convinced.

Did you bring what I asked for?

I have it with me.

What does she have?

Nothing.

Sylvie! Stop!

Watch it.
It's loaded!

Don't get involved.

- Don't get involved.
- You're going to wreck your life.

I don't give a damn about my life...

Tell her to leave.

She's the nut who put
those ideas in your head?

I can have some on my own.

You're both crazy. Totally crazy!

So, what is going on?

It's not good to get up...

- You shouldn't tire the sick.
- You, no one called you.

Is something wrong with you?

Drop it, I'll lie down.

I hope so.

And behave yourselves.

You too, beat it.

Do you realize
what you are planning to do?

You're out of it, Sylvie.

I'll do it without you.

You're so clumsy...
you wouldn't succeed.

I'd have to do it myself.

I hope your friend's calmed down.

She's not my friend.

Do you know
when my brother can leave?

In a day or two. He was lucky.

Thank you.

Sylvie, Catherine is gone,
she had an urgent appointment.

I'm off to see William.
The cells are in the incubator.

- OK, see you later.
- See you tomorrow.

Pax Industries, hello.

Is Mr. Walser still there?

Mr. Walser is gone.

He asked me to call him.

Is he still at his home in Paris
or did he go to the Domain?

You may reach Mr. Walser
at the Estate by 10PM,

but I may not give you the number.

Who's calling?

- Where are you going?
- I have something to do.

See you... tomorrow.

There, thank you.
Have a nice day, good bye.

I have this ticket to Chalon.
Could use it tomorrow?

It's good for two months.

Can you tell me
when is the first train?

- Tomorrow?
- Tomorrow morning, yes.

The first one is at 7H42.

- Thanks, good bye.
- Is that all you wanted?

Hello, I'd like a ticket
to Chagny via Dijon.

- First or second class?
- Second.

For right now?

Sorry, first.

Hello, do you have any vodka?

- Of course. With ice?
- Yes, please.

Here you go Madame,
26 francs, please.

- Here you go.
- Thank you.

What are you looking at?

It's nothing.

Another please.

26 francs please.

Did you find it?

What are you doing here?

What are you doing?

She is dead.

So, you're up.

The girl.

What girl?

You were dreaming.

There's coffee downstairs.
Marthe can fix you something.

It will be good for you
and let you think.

Think about what?

For example...

Accidents which look so much
like crimes

you can't tell the difference.

And inversely.

You have to get a hold of yourself.

You're frighteningly pale.

What did you do?

Me? What did I do?

You're right,

I'll change. I'll join you.

What did you do with her?

I guess they'll find her
in three weeks, or six, in the Ource.

If she floats up to the surface.

It shouldn't happen.

Almost broke my back.

Just arrived and breaking everything?

You don't look well.

I'll fix you something.

Thanks, I'm not hungry.

I don't recognize you.

Robert!

Marthe.

Tell me. Last night...

Last night?

We fall asleep like hens.

We didn't even hear you arrive
last night.

There you are.

Hello Miss Sylvie.

The boiler? Did you fix it?

I was planning to do it later.

With you, it's always later.

You really look
like you need some sleep.

Marthe, can you take these clothes,
see if they can be cleaned.

That's all for Sylvie, coffee?

She doesn't want anything.

Leave it.

Stay here a day or two,
to get a hold of yourself.

It won't bring her back.

Wasting yourself won't either.

What do you want to do?

Turn yourself in?

That scares you.

There's the phone.

Two numbers... it must be on there.

Go ahead, blow your life away,

forget why you came,
forget your brother, everything.

Have her eat something.

The house is yours.

Hello you've reached
Geneviève Rousseau.

I'm out briefly. I'll call...

Why are you here?

What did you do?

And you, what were you going to do?

I haven't changed my mind.
Is he here?

Your leg's better?

- Is he or isn't he here?
- No he's not here.

- I'll wait for him.
- No.

You warned him? You're with him?

Tell me, what did you do?

You want to know? I'll tell you.

I didn't want anything
to happen to you.

But since nothing could stop you...

it was the only way.

I killed,

that's what I did. I killed.

- Him? You killed him?
- No, not him.

It didn't go well.

As if it could go well.

It's a girl, a friend of his.

He hid the body.
In fact, he's an accomplice...

Why did you do that?

I did it to save you.

You hear, to save you.

I did everything wrong.

No, it's me,

it's my fault.

No use trying to find who's to blame.

You have to leave me...

I'll stay with you.

I won't do anything without you...

Give me some time.

You want to stay here?
You can't stay here...

I don't know. I don't know anything.

You have to help.

And the only way, now,
is for you to go away.

Promise me.

Promise me.

- What are you going to do?
- I don't know.

You know I'm here.

Well, I'll be back.

May I help?

If you want to.

Is something wrong?

You went to Elizabeth's room...
is that it?

I shouldn't have said that.

No, I wasn't in Elizabeth's room.

You think about it sometimes?

Elizabeth?

Yes, Elizabeth.

Not sometimes, often...

Even fifteen years later?

Fifteen years later.

I never had a friend like her.

I know.

I hated you for a long time.

The two eldest, always together.

I was the little twelve year old,
I didn't count.

You were the bosses' daughters...

Despite being her best friend and all.

I envied that kid.

That kid. You were as much of kid.

I was never a kid.

At five, I was already big in my head.

But she, at thirteen...
she already had breasts.

She was pretty.

She had everything.

She wasn't even fifteen.

Why did she do that,
why did she jump...

I never understood.

Did you understand why?

She had changed suddenly,
before...

Ten, fifteen days before.

She did everything as usual...
but she had changed.

Even with me, with Paul.
Not a smile.

Not a single word.

She wasn't the same.

What could have gone
through her head?

I don't know.

It certainly wasn't a love loss.

Several boys at school were
in love with her. But she, she didn't care.

You haven't even seen my kids yet.

Yes, I saw them in the park.
They've grown a lot since last time.

There you go.

The nights are cool even in summer.

In the beginning,
I would get wicked colds.

No thank you.

I'd say it's the price to pay for peace,

the landscape, the beauty...

You really don't want any?

I'd like you to shut up.

I did it for you.

She's not hungry anymore.

Keep some for tomorrow.

It won't be good anymore...

You're sad?

Taste it at least.

You're shocked, it's normal.

Do as I do, try not to think of it.

You should do something.

Why are you like that?

Like what?

With me.

Maybe because I feel lonely.

You could stay a bit...

I need someone
to sort the mail, the faxes.

I told you, I like you.

Oddly enough it's still true.

I don't like you.

You won't have to see me,

most of the time I'm at the plant
or in Paris.

You'll have access
to what pertains to me.

If I were you, I'd accept.

Hello you've reached
Geneviève Rousseau.

I'm out briefly.
I'll call as soon as I get back.

Mother, it's me... Sylvie.

It's Friday evening,

I needed to talk.

I'm not far from home,
I'm at the Estate. I'll call later.

A hug...

A big hug.

Hello, it's me.

I was going to call...

We have to see each other.

- Something wrong?
- Not really.

Is Sylvie there? She left me
two messages, I'm a bit worried.

I'm happy to hear you...

May I speak to her?

I think she's sleeping.

You're at home?

I'll be there in half an hour.

How is Sylvie?

I'll explain.
See you right away.

I'll be waiting.

Always creating.

Creation. Fat chance.

What is Sylvie doing at the Estate?
She rarely calls me.

And Paul?

Did he try to reach you?

No, why?

I think he will appear soon.

If you have something to say, say it.

What's happening?

I'll try to tell you,

not too brutally.

At least that is...

your children are growing,
too quickly perhaps.

They understand too many things.

- That is?
- You don't know?

Pierre-André?

We weren't supposed to talk about it.
Ever.

It's not enough to be quiet,
for things not to happen.

If I understand you,

what we feared these past five years
is happening.

Don't worry,

you're not involved yet.
I'm taking care of everything.

I'm trying.

I'll handle Sylvie,
now for Paul...

I see why Sylvie called me.

I think she needs you, to confide in.

She expects me to talk to her.

Talk to her, if you want.

Be careful...

She's fragile right now,

you can imagine.

If such is the case, my dear Walser,

there's only one thing to do, wait.

Wait,

you mean lie down and sleep.

Try anything.

I won't prevent you...
I'll even admire you.

But when the avalanche falls...

I know. It will fall...

we don't know when,
we don't know on whom.

But it will fall.

I won't give up.

We will both need to be strong.

Strength is not what is lacking.

Funny...

I never thought I'd need some
against my children.

You live dangerously.

I'll destroy you,

by any means.

You read too many papers
you sell, kid.

It gets to your brain.

You can brag. You're through

and you know it.

You think you know everything

but you know nothing.

What did you see?
A mere photo,

and you make a big deal
out of it. What does it prove?

It proves the truth.

Nothing at all.

It proves I did a detour
to see your father.

I'd have a thousand reasons.

Half an hour later he was dead.

What was your reason to see him?

Now you want to talk.

You're less stupid than I thought.

Don't try to mess with me. Answer.

I had urgent information for him,
last minute.

What was it?

- Top secret.
- You won't get away with it.

Use your head.

Even if I had a motive,

do you think with the means
I have, I'd do it myself?

There are 200 professionals in France,
at least, waiting to be called upon.

Why didn't you mention
your presence at the inquiry?

"Mention your presence",
you talk like the papers...

I asked a question, answer!

I was stunned, I forgot. Then
I didn't want to contradict myself.

No go. That's a lousy answer.

Lousy maybe, but that's the way it is.

Something is scratching you there...

Excuse me, I'm expected at the plant.

I felt I had succeeded in...

It's good to see you eating like this.

Wait for what's next.
Rabbit with prunes, homemade.

Thank you Marthe.
Spare us the comments.

I love her, but she can't keep quiet.

Yes, Paul.

He went back to Paris.

I managed to calm him down, I think.

Some wine?

He wanted to see me?

To see me.

He's like your mother, he wants
to know what's happening.

Well, you like it here...

I can't stand being alone. That's all.

In other words, you like my company.

That's an improvement.

Thanks Marthe. We'll help ourselves.

Geneviève was troubled
by your messages.

What did you tell her?

Not much.

We talked about the future,
time passing.

I'll serve.

Some sauce?

I'll be back.

It's your mother,

she wants to talk to you.

No, not now.

Your choice.

"I am obliged to reassert my position.

"Our strategy favors Europe,

"without neglecting your offer,

"taking into account...

"without neglecting your offer which,
certainly, is tempting...

"in view of the incertitude of
the market presently without rules..."

What is it?

A young lady wishes to see you.
She has no appointment.

I don't see anyone. Have her leave
her name... She has one?

Yes, Sir. Miss Lukachevsky.

- What name did you say?
- Miss Lukachevsky.

Have her come in.

Hello, monsieur.

It's very kind of you to see me.

I am Ludivine, Véronique's sister,

she must have talked about me...

Well, yes.

Yes, of course, Ludivine,
of course she talked about you.

Sit down,

What brings you here?

I know Véronique is very independent.

She talked a lot about you...

and since she didn't come home
this weekend,

our mother is a bit surprised,
even worried.

It was Pentecost...

She usually comes every Sunday.

Except once or twice,
and then she warns us.

Did you see her, by any chance,
this weekend?

Did I see Véronique,

by chance, this weekend?

Is that your question?

I am very rude, forgive me,

do you want something to drink?

Thank you,

I mean no.

I am very embarrassed, you should say
it's none of my business.

No, it's not at all what I think.

In fact,

I took her with me on Friday,

but she...

she didn't stay.

Gone!

Just like that.

I think she wanted to rest...

I mean, the two of us.

She must have gone back to Paris.

Why do you hide your hands?

I don't know.

It's my nails.

What's wrong with your nails?
They're pretty.

This is what I propose.

I'm a bit busy right now.

But if you come back
at the end of the day,

around six,

we'll go to the Estate.

Maybe Véronique will have
the good taste of reappearing.

You would infite me
to the Estate?

Invite.

Pardon me?

"Invite", not "Infite".

Yes, of course, "invite".
Excuse me.

So, you're free? All right?

Oh yes, yes. Totally.

Well, that's great.

- I'll accompany you.
- No, it's not necessary.

Yes, very necessary.

No, this way.

This way is shorter.

Top secret.

- It's beautiful...
- A bit chilly in winter,

Sylvie!

Can you come?

What is it?

May I introduce...

Ludivine.

She's Véronique's sister.

Pierre-André Rousseau's daughter.
She's here for a few days.

- You know my sister?
- I met her once.

Excuse me.

Surely you'll have a drink with us.

I'm tired.

For me.

Just one moment.

You like it?

It is very mellow,

supple and well structured.

A bit feminine, I like it.

I studied it for two years,

unfortunately it's a dying profession.

Actually, not more than another.

We love good things...

Mother makes great "confits".
She made one for Véro.

Anyhow, if she's worried,
she shouldn't.

Véro simply needs
some independence,

even from me...

She must be in love.

I'd be surprised, I'd know it.
She tells me a lot of things...

Good night.

Tired.

This vocation for oenology...

how did you get it?

I liked it.

It's original,
not common for a woman.

Accounting is boring.

My parents wanted to force me,
but I don't want to follow Véro's steps.

That's all.

I like the way you jiggle your glass.

I don't know

the white Mercurey vintages well.

You have beautiful hands...

they're delightful.

I have to go.

Overwhelming.

So? Will you tell me now?

What?

Your forename.

I said no.

Please. I want to know.

I hate it.

I crossed it off.

Don't insist.

You don't love me.

No, I don't love you.

You resent me?

Why should I?

I don't know...

Maybe you think I'm an easy girl.

I'm not an easy girl. Not at all.

I'm thinking of Véro...

You think of Sylvie...

and we say nothing.

You see, you don't answer.

We can't explain everything.

What is she to you?

She's nothing.

Liar. I'm sure you're lying.

Get dressed.

You're jealous?

I'm very jealous.

I'm just fine like this.

So what do I call you?

Call me like last night,
that was fine.

I'm famished.

- You think she's there?
- You only think of her.

- I'm afraid.
- There's no reason to be.

I'm afraid of not behaving.

I hope you will.

And little Jeanne?

Little Jeanne goes to school next year,

for the time being
she just enjoys the outdoors.

You look better than last night.

Miss.

Up already?

Ludivine, what will you have?
Tea? Coffee?

Coffee, and...

bread, jam.

The coffee is there.

The bread...

make yourself at home.

I'm hungry, too hungry.

- May I speak to you?
- Yes, of course.

No... not you.

Oh. Excuse me.

Enjoy...

If you want to talk,
we need to be closer.

What do you want to say to me?

What are you doing?
What are you playing?

Pardon me?

With that girl?

I have to replace Véro...

You disgust me.
It's not even that.

I didn't choose this situation.

- You had to spend the night with her?
- No, I wasn't obliged to.

You want her to settle here?

I don't have the faintest idea.

Listen, it's been several days now,

that we pretend that nothing...

- Sure you can laugh.
- I'm not laughing, Sylvie.

You have no reason to act this way
if you are not afraid for yourself.

Let me speak!

You pretend you're having fun,
but you are panicked,

it's dead serious!

- I want to know.
- You want to know?

You appear in the middle
of the night. You blow everything,

and you want explanations.
You accuse me!

Stop it... stop playing with me.

Tell me the truth, at least try!

I can't stand it! Do you understand,
I can't stand it!

It's too hard.

I know, I can see.

So, why won't you help me?

I want to help you.

Contrary to what you think,
I'd like to help you, but how?

How?

By telling me everything
from the beginning.

My father's death,
how it happened.

Did you have anything to do with it?

Yes, of course,
it's all because of your father.

I had almost forgotten.

No, it's not true, I don't forget.

You ask for something impossible.

If it's no, you won't believe me.

If it's yes,
you're the last person I'd tell.

Say it!

Véronique's death was an accident,

your father's death was an accident.

- I don't believe you!
- You see?

She doesn't starve herself.

It's delicious.

If you want to change...

you can take Véro's
clothes in her room.

- You can show her?
- Now?

We're in no hurry. Are we?

Not me, for sure.

Are you planning to stay here long?

You mind me being here...

I can tell.

- If it's because of last night.
- No it's not that.

Your sister,

you were...

very close to her?

We get along.

- You saw her here?
- No, I met her in Paris.

I know what you're thinking.

No, I don't think so.

I understand your feelings.
What's happening is not my doing.

I have nothing against you.
It's not that.

You don't know who I am.

You think it's hard on Véro.

No, it's not that.

I'll talk to her, she will understand.

No you won't talk to her.

Let's leave it at that.

You won't talk to her because
she is no longer here.

I don't why you are so condescending.

As if you knew everything.
What do you know about my sister?

- Do you hear what I'm saying?
- Don't yell. I'm not deaf.

And stop being aggressive.

I'm not aggressive.

I'm trying to talk to you.

What have we been doing?

I'm sorry for everything.

Fine, don't worry about it.

No hard feelings.

Good bye.

- What did you learn?
- Nothing.

- Walser...
- Don't talk about him.

Hello, you've reached
Sylvie Rousseau.

You may leave a message or
a fax on this machine

Thank you, good bye.

It's a miracle to hear you.
It's Sabine.

I'm home, we could see each other.

Why didn't you call back?

Because...

Are you all right?

Sylvie. What's happening?

I'm coming... I'll be there
in fifteen minutes.

Fine.

You saw Walser, why?
I thought you hated him.

No. Well, yes but...

I don't know how to say this,

You saw Walser, and

Something happened between you?

What?

Don't tell me you slept with him.

Of course not.

No, it's worse than that!

What is it?

I can't explain.

Try.

I'm trying. But I can't.

I have the same dream.
The one I always have...

The dream with Elizabeth?

We're at the Domain,

she's fourteen but still the
eldest, but I am my own age.

We're playing a game,
a sort of blind man's bluff.

I am very happy with her.

She's willing to play with me,
even if she's two years older.

It's sweet of her.

I say to myself,

I love her and admire her.

It's a nice day,

then I notice she's disappeared.

I am alone,

and it's horrible.

I wake up and it's even more horrible.

Even fifteen years later,
you have the same dream?

Actually it started three days ago.

There are variations.

There is also,

a friend.

Well, she's not really a friend.

She's a girl, her name is Véro...

Véronique.

She's dead too.

In your dream?

No, in reality.

Who is she?

She worked for Walser.
She was his secretary.

Why is she dead?

For nothing.

She died for nothing.
She did nothing.

You knew her?

A bit.

How did she die?

She died by accident.

I'm sorry, I'm clumsy.

If you don't want to talk.

Her death distresses you?

That's it...

There were times,

I was anxious every day.

At other times there were intervals

and at times I feel it's lifelong.

You'll get over it...

get over it.

You have to rest.

Here it's for you.

Hello, it's mother.

- Are you alright?
- So so. A lot of work.

I'm happy to hear you, I don't
get much news, and to reach you.

I was a bit worried.

Don't worry, I'm here.

We should see each other,
it's been a long time.

I'd like to talk with you.

Me too. But I don't have
much time right now.

A lot of work as usual.
Can you tell me what you do?

What I do? Not much
and a lot too.

You're not learning anything new.

You were at the Domain.
I got your messages.

Why didn't you come to see me?
We could have talked...

Yes we could have.

You talked to Walser didn't you?

We saw each other. He came by.

Why do you still see that guy?

You need him that badly?

You know very well he's
a bastard... Yes, a bastard!

How can you say that?
You have no right.

I know he's a bastard
and I can prove it.

You have no right to speak that way.

I could prove he's a decent man.
Even more than decent.

You don't know anything.

I know more than you think.

I don't think anything, I see,
but if you want to enlighten me,

any explanation is welcome.

What I know, my little girl,
you shouldn't necessarily know.

You know nothing, nothing, nothing!

Enough false pretenses to see me.

You're afraid, you want to know.

You're afraid of what might happen.

You don't know what you're
saying, my poor little one.

I am not your little one!

You don't know anything, you
don't see anything, you're the sad one.

There, now you made me blunder!

- Oh it's me!
- Yes, you!

I'm sorry, we have to start all over.

- It's not serious.
Yes, it's serious.

Thanks, for three pieces of glass,
I can do it myself.

I'm sorry, I don't know what
I'm saying anymore.

Leave it, I'll take care of it,

take a breather.

I read once that teachers and researchers
are the women with the most depressions.

Can I help?

Actually it's not a question.
I'd like to help.

Tell me how?

I want nothing.

You never want anything.

You always refuse any help.

Don't want to talk about it?

I'm a bit out of it, that's all.

We could talk,

but you don't want to talk.

You're elsewhere.

I'm tired.

But

I'm listening.

I can't talk.

I feel I'm living in a nightmare
since... I don't even know when.

It's hard to talk about it.

- But one day...
- When?

When we'll finally have
a moment together...

Don't worry... I'm not persecuting you,

I just want you to know I'm here.

It's good seeing you...

We can see each other whenever.

In fact I was planning
to invite you to dinner.

Gladly, but not tonight.

Tomorrow, maybe?

There, tomorrow.

Is it a floating date?

Yes... I'm floating.

And think of you.

You're alone?

I wouldn't mind a glass of something.

Fear is silly.

I'm afraid of what I'm going to say,
but since I have to tell you...

Surely you have some wine.

Even the cheapest, I'd appreciate.

Thanks for accompanying me.

In wine there's truth.

We've fooled each other enough.

The time has come to stop lying.

I speak well, no?

Not drinking?

I'm listening.

Please, don't talk,

don't interrupt, let me finish.

I see you understand.

I think we understand, even
when we don't understand each other.

I thinks it's not a good start,

I knew it would be difficult.

Oh, by the way...

I think this yours.

- I thought
- I threw it with Véro?

I almost did it, but finally, no.

What I have to say, in fact,
you know already.

Paul was not wrong.

You're father didn't die by accident.

He was pushed.
And I did it.

That's what you wanted to know

from the beginning, in my office

I'll try to tell you

what happened.

I arrived at Chagny shortly

before the train arrived.

Your father didn't see me.

He wasn't blind but distracted,

always preoccupied, and with reason.

I knew I had little time,

I had to act before the
next stop, before Meursaut.

After.

There was almost no one at that time

Two kids were laughing,

a grandmother doing crosswords.

That's why your father liked the ride,

it was peaceful,

he would say all his ideas,

he would get them on that train.

I waited for it to catch speed,

I opened the door,

I waved to him...

He stood up...

he came towards me,
without knowing, without suspecting.

I had always been frank with him.

Even concerning Geneviève.

I felt the wind through the open door.

"one doesn't know what
the body can do"

I could have pushed a bull...

I took him by the lapel.

He didn't have time to realize...

He fell on the ballast, head first.

Killed on the spot.

I closed the door and
locked myself in the toilets.

Two minutes later we reached Mersaut.

I took my car,

I was speeding to catch the lost time.

I was flashed twice by radar.

Close to Paris for me,

for my alibi.

Just before the tunnel,

there was a jam because of an accident,

and then, I started crying.

I was relieved... and sad.

I don't know,

that's it.

You were hoping for something else?

Why?

Why not?

Why why did you do that?

Of course,

it's what you want to know,
unfortunately, I can't tell you.

Why?

There's a little difference
between you and me.

Well, several.

You don't know what you are doing,

I do.

You didn't kill intentionally,

I did.

But there is a similarity between us,

In our murders if you wish.

What do you mean?

Neither of us had lowly motives.

I killed because I had to,
because he deserved it, your father.

No, don't say anything,
don't interrupt.

I had not choice.

You're lying.

What did he do?

The statement and the question
contradict each other, no?

You're not drinking?

I repeat, I won't tell you.

Don't try to find out.
You better not know.

What could he possibly do
which is worse than what you did?

I don't want to brag...

I'm just trying to hold up.

I basically pretty innocent.

Very guilty but innocent.

I was so when your father hired me,

in 87, a memorable date.

Ten years ago,

if I'd known what to expect,
I would have thought twice.

Not bad, the wine.

I don't regret anything,

I try to move on.

To move on, that's why
I came to see you tonight.

Strange as it might seem.

I'm washed up.

I'm sorry

not to bring peace but distress,

I would have preferred

something else.

Do you have any idea where
I could find him?

I assure you, he told us nothing.

Do you want the number
of the plant at Chagny?

Thanks, I just called there.
He's not there.

I'm sorry.

Thank you. Good bye.

Who is on the line?

Is that you Ludivine?

This is Sylvie Rousseau.

Have you seen Mr. Walser,
has he returned?

No. I don't know where is.
I have no news from him.

Mother? It's Sylvie.

Where are you?

At home, in Paris.

I wanted to apologize for yesterday.

I know I said stupid things... I'm sorry.

It doesn't matter.

How are you?

Bad.

I didn't sleep all night.

Did you hear from Walser?

You're not going to start that again...

I'm not... it's just a question.

I need to reach him.

Could you tell me why?

No, I can't tell you.

- Tell me.
- I can't.

I don't know where he is.

I haven't heard from him since last time.

Do you have any idea where he might be?

Well, no problem.

I'll call you back. A kiss.

Me too. Keep in touch.

Oh mother.

- What are you doing here?
- Taking the train to Paris.

No use now...
I was going to see you.

I'm going back to the Domain.

I have to find him.

I'm afraid.

- What are you afraid of?
- I don't know.

I was worried too.
You troubled me yesterday.

You really have nothing to say to me?

You don't want to talk to me?

It's too hard.

You really want to go
back to the Domain?

- At what time does the train go?
- In three quarters of an hour.

You want to come with me?

If you're willing, yes.

Yes I'd like that.

Mother...

Walser talked to me.

He talked to you?

About Dad's death.

You don't ask what he said?

Don't say it.

You knew...

You know he killed him.

How long have you known?

From the beginning.

I don't understand.

You agreed with him?

You were accomplices?

I didn't know before.

I didn't know he was going to do it.

But you agreed with him?

Now, tell me why Walser did that.

For me.

You mean in your place?

For the love of me.
So I wouldn't have to do it.

But when they told you
of Dad's death, you were ill.

Now you say you wanted this...

That's not what made me ill.

What was it?

What I learned before, just before.
What Walser told me just before.

What did Walser tell you?

Do I have to drag the
words from you?

In holds in one word.

A name.

Elizabeth...

Your sister.

My darling.

Who died at fourteen.

What did Walser tell you?

Imagine the worst...
and you will be right.

Dad didn't do anything to Elizabeth.

I would have known.
I was his daughter too.

He wasn't sick.

- I didn't say that.
- No, you say he's a monster.

Yes, but not that way.

Then how?

A monster of ambition.

He sacrificed Elizabeth out of ambition?

You mean he...

He sold Elizabeth?
Is that it?

Yes, that's it.

Who?

He's dead.

Who?

He was one of his intermediaries...
without whom contracts are not signed.

A contract, no, I can't believe it.

It's the truth.

You father had his mind set
on that contract.

I didn't know how much.

I regret not having guessed...
I'll regret it forever.

Mom, you couldn't guess.

No, I couldn't.

Everything was false.

If Walser hadn't come...

You love him?

I'm grateful to him.

Eternally.

Good bye.

You haven't change your mind,
you don't want to come home.

No, I have to go.

Good bye darling.

Take care.

Did you find

Walser?
You have news?

I looked everywhere.
He's nowhere.

- It's strange, no?
- I don't know.

Yes, it's strange.
The way he behaved with him, no?

I don't know anymore.
I don't understand.

By the way, I forgot,
your brother came...

You saw him?

He must be somewhere.
Sooner or later he'll show up.

I don't know. You have
nothing to do here.

As much as you.
I need to know like you.

Know what?

Here is not the place
you will learn something.

What do you know?

Don't ask, I can't say anything.

It's too terrible.

You have to tell me.
I want to know.

The only person who can
speak to you is mother.

What does she have to do with this?

She's the only one
who has the right to tell you.

She knows nothing.
You say that to get rid of me.

I don't have the strength.

Not like that. Not with that.

You're afraid for him?

I don't understand.
You protect that bastard, that assassin.

You and him.

What is it?
What is going on in this house?

I can't explain. Forgive me.

Are you all crazy?
What is happening?

Why isn't Walser here?
He's run away?

Why does your brother
say he's an assassin?

It has nothing to do
with Véronique's death.

Who's death?

Something happened to Véro?

That's what you were trying
to tell me the other day.

She's dead.

Véro is dead.

It's not true...

It's not true.

She's dead.

He killed her.

He killed her and slept with me.

It's not him, it's me.

It's me,

it was an accident.

I killed her.

You think I don't understand.

- You love him... you're protecting him.
- No, it's not true.

Leave me alone.

I don't believe a word you say.
Leave me!

Anne-Marie, good evening, it's Walser.
I'm not waking you?

No, Sir, I was just...
Well, I'm not in bed.

You had several appointments today.

Yes, I know.

I had to chill out for twenty four hours.

But the appointments, we'll see tomorrow,
I mean Monday.

Did I get any personal calls?

Miss Rousseau called twice this morning.

And Mrs. Geneviève Rousseau tried
to reach you this evening,

the last time at 8.
She said it was urgent.

Thank you Anne-Marie,
see you tomorrow.

Monday.

Good night.

- Where were you?
- I slept.

- Wait.
- What is it?

She knows Véronique is dead.

Where is Véronique.

Why did you kill her.

What are you saying?

- I told you that...
- Shut up!

Why did you kill Véro?

Answer?

I didn't do it Ludivine.

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