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AN ALIZES FILMS PROUCTION FOR M6

PRESENTS

BASED ON THE STORY AND CHARACTERS CREATED BY JOEL HOUSSIN

DIRECTED BY DIDIER DELAITRE

PRODUCED BY DENIS KARVIL & PIERRE ROITFELD

THE AWAKENING

MEDICAL ASSOCIATION

At the next roundabout, take the 3rd exit...

What roundabout? There is no roundabout.

These things never work.

Error. Turn around.

It's a one-way street, stupid!

Miss, can you hear me?

Open your eyes. Look at me! Miss?

- Helene! Helene, it's Yann. - Yes, Yann?

- I just ran someone over.- Shit!

Tell Dr Morel in the ER I'm on my way.

Okay.

You need to send someone else to see Mrs Tisserand.

Mrs Tisserand. 2, rue des Lavandiers

- in Colombes. - Okay.

Thanks. It's Yann.

EPISODE 1 WITH M6'S COLLABORATION

Dr Cartier is wanted in surgery.

How is she?

I need a coffee.

Well?

I'm worried about the T2 hyper signal, here.

- Fractured skull? - No.

There's no fracture on the scan, no visible haemorrhage.

There's something showing up, but there's no injury to the scalp.

No bruising...

Are you sure you ran this girl over?

At first I thought I'd hit a dog.

Got any more dogs like that? I might open a refuge.

You're in good form.

- May I see her? - Come with me.

Aren't you worried about the fact she's so pale?

No.

Her blood test was fine.

Potassium's low, but that's normal.

How old do you think is she?

I don't know.

She has the face of an angel.

All original. Not even a capped tooth.

Apart from the birthmark, no distinguishing marks.

A mark? What mark?

You didn't notice?

No. It was dark and raining.

That's odd.

Looks like a tattoo.

It's not a tattoo.

- It looks like... - Everything and nothing.

Like a birthmark.

Excuse me.

Yann?

Hello.

You know my name?

Yes.

Does anything hurt?

No.

What is your name?

I don't know.

What is my name?

I don't know.

Do you have a first name?

Do you remember the accident?

Accident?

I ran you over with my car.

It wasn't your fault. You couldn't see me in the rain.

So you remember now?

Did you call? What is it?

She just came round. Can you tell Dr Morel?

Yes.

I'll do it. I'm a doctor.

Thanks. Fetch Morel, quick. Thanks.

Why were you alone in the road?

I was going to see Mrs Tisserand.

So was I. She called for a doctor.

So you know her. You remember Mrs Tisserand?

No.

It was the first time I'd been there.

That's why I got lost.

Why were you going there?

To see her.

Naked?

So then, Miss X.

You're back with us?

Yes, Christophe.

It's fine, I checked it. Can I speak to you?

Yann!

Don't leave me on my own.

- She remembers nothing. - It'll come back...

once the swelling goes down.

She knew our names.

She heard them when she was in coma.

I still think she's saying odd things.

Yann, she must be a bit odd to be out walking naked.

The police are checking to see

if she escaped from a psychiatric hospital.

I need to go. I've missed half my visits.

With this flu epidemic, it'll take all day.

- I'll call you if there's any news. - Okay. Bye!

Bye.

Put your finger there. Press hard.

Did it hurt much?

No... Anne-Marie.

It didn't bleed at all.

I can't even see where it was.

Good job!

Is Yann still here?

Yann? Oh, Dr Voline. I don't think so.

Dr Morel will come and see you soon.

If you need anything...

press the bell.

See you later.

I don't believe it!

What are you doing here?

Waiting for you.

Who gave you my address?

Is this the new way to pick up guys?

Turn up at their home?

Come on. No point catching cold.

Put this on.

I'll make some hot milk.

Why did you leave the hospital?

- You weren't there. - I don't work at the hospital.

I'll drive you back there. You should be under observation.

You still don't remember your name?

No.

You don't remember anything?

No.

You don't play since she left. That's a pity.

What are you talking about?

Virginie.

You can call me Virginie.

No way!

How do you know Virginie? Did she send you?

No. I don't know her.

You know her name, my address, my relationship...

Yes, things like that.

Romain is kind, like you.

You know my son, too?

No.

Are these medical books?

Yes, mostly.

What else do you know about me?

Can I read them?

I asked you a question. What else do you know about me?

Why are you shouting? It upsets me when you shout.

Don't you think you went too far?

You came from nowhere.

You have no name. You know everything about me,

but I'm upsetting you?

I might be scared and call the cops.

Are you all right?

Sit down and drink this. It'll do you good.

Come on.

It's good.

It's late. We're both tired. You can sleep here.

I'll take you back tomorrow. Okay?

Okay, Yann.

Can I read the books?

You should rest.

Here's a blanket, just turn the light out.

I'll call the cops so they don't look for you.

Good night.

BIOLOGY

Yann.

I was going to see Mrs Tisserand.

What is my name?

He is kind, like you.

Hello, Yann!

Hello.

Have you read all those?

Yes.

I'll put them all back in the right place.

I've made you some tea.

I'm going to have coffee.

Usually...

I know what I usually have.

Today I need a coffee.

I'll make it.

No, it's fine.

I'm still capable of putting coffee in a cup.

You're irritable. You didn't get enough sleep.

Enough sleep? I didn't sleep at all.

- I've an urgent visit to make. - I'll come with you.

I'll come back to take you to the hospital.

Don't leave me alone.

I'll only be an hour.

Please.

You were alone here all night.

I wasn't alone. You were here.

You can say I'm your assistant.

I'll stay with you. I'll keep quiet. Please.

My assistant, dressed like that?

You kept one of Virginie's dresses.

A white one.

Did you go through my things?

No.

Okay, look, I ran you over.

It may even have been my fault. I have very good insurance.

You don't need to rifle through my things, okay?

What do you want?

Nothing.

I like being with you.

I ought to take you straight to the asylum.

We have to go.

Can you get that? It'll be the doctor.

Hello, young man, I'm Dr Voline, I'm here to see your mum.

- Is she up there? - Yes.

Okay. Wait for me here.

You shouldn't play in the cellar.

It's cold and damp.

The sound annoys Mum, but it's better with the sound.

- Are you any good at it? - The best in my school.

Show me.

9.5.

It's rather low.

My colleague.

- Does that hurt? - A bit, yes.

Are you drinking a lot of alcohol?

No.

I'll prescribe you something

to raise your blood pressure for now.

But I also need you to get some tests done, okay?

Any diabetes in your family?

I don't know. I don't think so.

We'll check it.

Alcohol and medicines don't mix.

What?

She drinks, and takes tranquillizers.

Her cousin gives them to her.

How do you know that?

They're in her bedside table. You only have to look.

Are you taking any medication?

No.

Any sleeping tablets, that kind of thing?

No...

Well, maybe the odd tranquillizer to help me sleep.

What kind of tranquillizer?

Oh, nothing strong.

They help me relax a bit.

Here you are.

Basodiazepine. I see.

How many drops do you take?

2 to 3, occasionally.

Seven, every night. With a bottle of white wine.

I'll prescribe you something to help you sleep.

Thank you, doctor.

That way you won't have to ask your cousin for them.

There.

I put some cough syrup for you on your mum's prescription.

- Thank you. - Bye, young man.

Stay in the warm. We'll see ourselves out.

How did you know about the drugs?

You mean you didn't know?

It wasn't written on her forehead.

- I shouldn't have told you. - I didn't mean that, just...

You even knew where she kept them.

Yes. Just as I knew where you keep this dress.

Sorry. I didn't mean to upset you.

I'll change clothes.

- It doesn't matter. - Yes, it does. It upsets you.

Come on.

Love is complicated.

Are there books on it, like medicine?

It's not an exact science.

There are many books, but no manual.

Are love and making love the same?

I don't really know.

It depends on the people and the situation.

Do you have a child because you love someone?

Ideally, yes.

So your friend loves his wife?

What friend?

Christophe, the doctor at the hospital.

- Morel? - Yes.

They've been married for ten years. They have three kids.

But he makes love to other women:

Anne-Marie and Carine.

He loves them all.

How do you know that?

I've watched him.

And you know he has two mistresses?

Yes.

Just like the sick woman's drugs,

and you with Virginie's dress.

You're telling me you can read minds?

Yes.

It's easy. Can't you?

No, I can't.

I don't think anybody can. Nobody can.

And I advise you not to talk about it,

especially not to Dr Morel.

Why? Is it bad?

What I'd like to know is how she got my address.

A cop's in her room, questioning her.

What happened last night?

She devoured all my medical books.

I see.

No idea why she was under your car?

None.

- No neurological trauma? - No.

I thought she was going to faint, but it was nothing serious.

I'll do an MRI scan anyway.

But I can't keep her here. Our neurology department closed.

I've asked La Salpetriere to take her.

Yann!

Lieutenant Gire, this is Yann Voline,

my colleague who ran over the woman.

Hello.

Hello.

Did you find out anything?

No one has reported her disappearance,

and no one has escaped from hospital.

I'd like to ask you some questions about the accident.

Of course.

I'm going to do another MRI scan, the tube with the drum sounds.

Okay.

Dr Morel, a fax for you.

Thanks, Anne-Marie.

You'll be admitted tomorrow to La Salpetriere hospital

under Professor Delatre.

Yann!

Yes?

Don't leave me. Don't leave me alone.

You're not alone. They'll take care of you.

Delatre is one of the best neurologists in Europe.

Trust me.

Christophe, she's freezing.

Miss!

Hey, Miss!

Stay with us!

She will have a heart attack.

Damn, she's asystolic!

Miss!

Prepare 5mg of adrenaline. Tell Dr Mercier I need her.

Oxygen: 15 litres.

Defibrillator.

Ready.

- She's dropping. - I'm injecting into the heart.

Ventricular fibrillation.

We're losing her!

I'll stay with you.

I'll stay with you.

Injecting.

Wait!

I don't understand it.

Perfect.

It's perfect.

I requested a new batch of tests.

I must have missed something.

What does that one show?

Shit! It's worse.

What's worse?

There and there.

The hyper signal is bigger.

With a lesion like that, she shouldn't be able to walk.

What does it suggest?

Thrombophlebitis, encephalitis, maybe a lymphoma.

Hold on.

She may well have had the lesion before the accident.

She may have had amnesia. We mustn't forget she was naked.

How fast were you going?

Almost stopped.

That explains the lack of haematoma.

Maybe she was running away. Could she have been...

Raped? No. Carine examined her.

Not only was she not raped, but...

she's a virgin.

You're kidding!

No.

Maybe she's been locked in a cupboard for 20 years.

I've got the first lab results.

What do they say?

- Everything's normal. - Normal?

She's in great shape but she just had a heart attack.

I've never seen that.

I'll have the bacteriological tests later today.

We'll know more then.

I'm off to Maternity.

I've got two women whose waters have broken and I'm alone.

- Thanks, Carine. - Good luck!

Pretty woman.

Who?

Dr Mercier?

Forget it, she's spoken for.

Yeah, I know.

How do you know?

No, what I mean is...

She's pretty, I know you...

It's logical.

I must go.

With half of France throwing up, they'll be snowed under.

It's one thing after another. I'll get you a copy.

No need. I just want her to wake up and remember nothing.

See you!

About Carine...

No one knows. I'm counting on you.

Okay.

- Dr Voline. Is this your car? - Yes, it is.

I can see no sign of impact.

I had nearly stopped.

- Didn't you see anything? - I was looking at a map.

- You have a GPS. - Yes, but it was lost, too.

I know the problem.

They haven't really got it sorted, have they?

Did she fall on the left or the right?

Left. She was in the middle of the road.

So you hit her with this wing?

I guess.

Have a good day.

What is it? I have work to do.

So do I, doctor.

Did you know the woman before? I mean, before the accident?

No.

Yet she is on a first-name basis.

With everybody.

- You do the same with her. - I don't think so.

You said, "I'll stay with you."

Maybe. So what?

You don't say that to someone you don't know.

I thought she was dying.

I see.

I heard she spent last night with you.

That's right.

How did she know your address?

I don't know.

Maybe someone in the ER gave it to her.

Why don't you ask her?

I asked her name. She said I could call her Sophie.

Who is Sophie?

Your wife, an ex, a mistress?

My daughter.

She disappeared six years ago.

I'm a policeman, and I can't even find my own daughter.

And I looked for her.

I'm trying to find out what happened

on her way from school to home.

A distance of 1,355 metres.

I walk it every day, in every direction.

Many people disappear for good.

When I saw her, I thought of Sophie.

You think...

No. Even after six years, I'd recognise my own daughter.

I just thought she may have had an accident, lost her memory

and couldn't find her way home.

Dr Voline!

Dr Voline! She's woken up.

Come quickly, there's a problem.

Nothing.

Charge to 200.

Ready.

Clear.

Still nothing.

Clear.

No change.

Ventricular fibrillation.

We're losing her.

Charge to 360.

Stay away.

Say the words.

Wha...? What words?

Tell her you'll stay with her.

I'll stay with you.

Yann?

Hurry, Yann! What are you waiting for?

Clear!

I've got a heartbeat.

This is unbelievable!

It's like one of those hysteria cases Charcot mentions.

Can you enlighten me?

- Well, you see... - Miracles.

Paraplegics who start walking under hypnosis or on a visit to Lourdes.

Does that really exist?

It has nothing to do with miracles.

It's purely medical.

It's psychopathology.

And the lesions on the brain?

What if they were the cause?

Some tumours have atypical symptoms.

This is getting too clever for me.

By the way, doctor, will you be on hand in case it happens again?

With the medicine I gave her, she'll sleep till the morning.

Will you be there when she wakes up?

I doubt it.

I only get to see my boy every other weekend, so...

You're right.

Kids are important.

I'll need to file a report on what I've seen today.

It won't be easy.

- Good luck, Lieutenant. - Thanks.

He's strange, that cop.

He's looking for his daughter.

- What? - More coffee?

Not for me, thanks. I'm good.

Yann?

And your medicines?

Enough to knock out a band of gorillas for 48 hours.

Shall we go, Yann?

You must stay in your room, miss. If you're not well, call.

I don't like it there.

You are seriously ill.

Yes, but you're a doctor.

I'm a general practitioner.

You need specialist care, in a hospital.

It's no good for me here.

She's leaving.

Looks like it.

- Do you let her go? - I'm not a prison guard.

- "Not a prison guard"! - Anyway, you'll be with her.

What difference does it make?

She'll turn up at my door anyway!

- What about you? - What?

Will you stay with me?

Tonight?

No, I can't. Not tonight, baby.

I'd like to know how to have a heart attack on demand.

- Wait. Where are you going? - Home.

Oh, no.

First, it's not "home",

it's my home, not a private hospital.

Okay, I ran you over, but I don't have to look after you!

- I like being with you. - Well, I don't!

I don't know you.

You don't invade someone's life like that.

What if all my patients do the same?

I still have many books to read.

Great.

Pump her full of sedatives and she wants to read.

Listen. I'm a doctor. Do you trust me?

I do.

You've had two heart attacks. It's really serious.

They were able to save you because you were in a hospital.

My home is not equipped for that.

Okay, I'll stay with you.

But... in the hospital, okay?

Come on.

Here, drink this.

Is it milk?

No, it's to stabilise your heart rate.

I prefer milk.

You can have some tomorrow.

Try to sleep.

I'll leave the night light on, okay?

Okay, Yann.

REFRIGERATED AREA

Are you thinking about your son?

He reminds you of Virginie.

Stop talking about Virginie, please.

But she's always in your thoughts, obviously.

Why "obviously"? What is it with you?

Telepathy? Witchcraft? Trickery?

I'm a doctor. It doesn't impress me.

Why do you continue to suffer like this?

It's stupid.

It's easy for you. You remember nothing.

I'm sorry.

I just meant that...

I can't wipe my memory just by pressing a button.

Look.

I don't know how you do it,

but I don't like you knowing all my thoughts.

Why not?

Because everyone deserves a little privacy.

It's as if I was naked in front of you.

Is that bad?

No, but it makes me uneasy.

Put yourself in my place.

I like being with you.

It happened to be me, but you'd like being with anyone.

- No. - Yes!

Any other car could have been on that road at that moment.

It's pure chance.

Yes.

Still here, Martin?

What's going on?

Look at this.

It's in all the samples.

Always the same quantity, no visible changes.

Looks like DNA. What is it?

I don't know.

I've never seen anything like it.

It looks like a single-cell parasite, a primitive life form.

It provokes no immune response.

A new bacteria?

I don't think so. It's too simple.

There's no complex structure.

We'll have to check the archives, see if there's anything like it.

Where did it come from?

The young amnesiac woman.

It must be the cause of the heart attacks.

Do a complete antibiogram.

I want to know what it's resistant to.

Check the modes of transmission, too.

I've already started the culture.

We'll have to wait a bit for the results.

We don't know where she came from, or whom she was with before.

If she's contagious, it's already too late for us.

I'll let Morel know.

She's asleep.

There's a bed in the duty room.

No, it's okay, thanks.

My little boy arrives tomorrow. It's going to be complicated.

Don't worry. We're watching over her.

Okay, thanks. Have a good evening.

You too.

I'll stay with you.

Resistant.

Sensible to nothing. What is it?

Got the test results?

Yes. No trace.

It doesn't seem transmissible by air.

Okay. Got anything else?

There's nothing in the database.

So I studied it to isolate it.

Looks like an extremophile bacteria.

It's resistant to everything, as long as...

it's in contact with a living being.

Or else?

It vegetates and dies.

I don't know if it's pathogenic yet.

I've injected it in Tommy, we'll see.

Tommy is...

Him.

I injected it 18 hours ago.

I took blood samples every half hour.

How fast is it developing?

Very fast.

Over 10,000 bacteria per ml in two hours.

Stunning. All the same shape and size.

I thought he was going to explode like a grenade.

Then it stopped, suddenly...

at the exact same level as in the amnesiac.

Any immune reaction?

None. No recognisable antigens.

The antibodies don't consider it an intruder.

So how does it multiply?

It doesn't multiply, it divides.

Plop, plop, plop, like Gremlins.

Until the required level is reached.

Required by whom?

We didn't need this.

Okay, I'll do a lumbar puncture

to see if it's present in the cerebrospinal fluid.

Does the shape remind you of anything?

A strand of DNA?

Maybe. But there's something else:

the birthmark on the girl's thigh.

What about it?

It's the same shape.

A coil. Not double, but single.

A coil. Hadn't you noticed?

Lots of things look like coils.

Sorry, but I had other things to do than look at her thighs.

Carine, please!

Stop being crude.

As if I look at my patients' thighs!

You do.

Oh, no, not now!

It's her.

Hello?

Yes, it's me.

When did it happen?

Why didn't you call me straightaway?

It happened in the night.

She was already dead when I got there.

The heart must have been damaged by the first two attacks.

The CES guys will collect the body.

We'll know more after the autopsy.

What worries me is the bacteria.

I'm sure it's responsible for her heart problem

and her cerebral oedema.

You'll need a blood test.

- You think... - I hope not.

None of us have caught anything yet,

but you were with her the longest.

You didn't fuck her, did you?

That's all you think about!

I'm asking for medical reasons. Your private life's your own.

It's an unknown bacteria, resistant to all antibiotics.

That girl could well be...

...a time bomb.

I don't want to be accused of negligence.

Dr Voline!

They took a blood sample from me.

Me too.

I hate it. I'm afraid of fainting.

Really? That's odd for a policeman.

Why do you say that?

If you had more questions, it's too late.

I know. I'm here to witness the death,

but it's you I wanted to see.

Me? Why?

I've thought about what happened yesterday.

Her heart restarted when you spoke to her.

Yes. So?

I figured you must have a gift,

a power, a bit like a medium. You see?

I have no powers.

I'm just an emergency doctor, that's all.

It seems mediums can find missing persons.

Lieutenant, if I could find your daughter, I would.

But unfortunately I can't. I'm neither a medium

nor anything of the sort.

I'm sorry.

Are you on your way to see her?

No one else is going to pay their last respects.

It's amazing how many people disappear and go unreported.

It's as if they had no family,

no friends, nothing.

They're there, then they're gone

and no one knows the difference.

More of them every year.

I wonder if it will happen to me one day.

Maybe.

What are you doing?

I was asked to witness the death.

I am always on fatigue duty to identify bodies.

At first I couldn't stand it.

But over time...

She looks like her blood has been drained.

Say the words to her.

What?

Like yesterday.

That's why you came, didn't you?

No.

Yes, you did.

I'll stay with you.

This is ridiculous. What are you making me do?

When you've lost everything, you hold on to anything...

..to avoid going under.

Well, I'll be going.

I still have things to do. It never stops.

- Goodbye, doctor. - Goodbye.

Yann...

Did you say something?

No, I...

I understand.

I cried a lot, too.

Still do, sometimes.

It helps. It helps a lot.

Yes.

Yann!

Are you okay?

NEXT TIME...

- Where is she? - I'm really in the shit now.

Hello. I'm Julie.

How can I have a son without his mother's support?

The record is 54 seconds. 18 seconds...

I told her not to climb on the ladder to water those damn plants!

He killed her.

You're telling me you read minds?

Yes.

There are other bodies.

Julie, no!

So, doctor, how's the fishing?