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AN ALIZES FILMS PRODUCTION 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

- It's Yann. - Yes, Yann.

I knocked someone down.

A cop's interviewing her.

I've thought about what happened.

I'll stay with you.

Her heart started to beat again when you spoke.

I figured you have a power.

Mediums can find missing people.

I'm not a medium or anything.

When I asked her name, she told me to call her Sophie.

Who's Sophie?

My daughter. Missing for six years.

Where is she?

You know what'll happen if you send her back.

The WHO experts will treat her like a 5-legged sheep

and you'll be the idiot who can't diagnose death.

As far as everyone is concerned, she's dead.

- I'll come too. - No, no, stay here.

Romain is coming.

Hi. I'm Julie.

Isn't he here? He has papers to sign.

- What's this? - You have to sign it.

How can I have a son without knowing it?

You suffered.

So you can steal memories too?

String-like bacteria.

I injected Tommy with it.

The record's 54 seconds.

18 seconds.

Meet Tommy, the world's most intelligent rat.

Hope you'll have babies with him.

I told her not to use that ladder to water these bloody flowers.

He killed her.

Well, doctor?

Good fishing?

Only you can save us.

Remove his need to kill.

- No. - Why not? It's absurd.

Because I'd become a monster, like him.

EPISODE 3 WITH M6'S COLLABORATION

He's putting my car in a barn.

He'll stick us in barrels and toss us in the pond.

Take away his mad urge to kill.

And give it to whom?

If I take it, I have to pass it on.

I can't just put it down.

Just take it away long enough for me to disarm him.

Then give it back.

I'm afraid.

Me too, but we'll die if we don't act.

There's an emergency.

Yann, where are you?

We'll use this to tie him up.

Your rooms are ready.

You first, doctor.

Move!

Then I'll play with the doll for a bit.

Move!

Or I'll kill the girl first.

Is it done?

Tie him up.

Give me the gun.

No, not my gun.

My father gave it to me.

Tie him up!

I want to borrow it.

What for?

To kill a rat... a big, fat rat.

I don't like rats.

They eat the grain.

Don't miss it.

Give it to me.

You can't use it!

Tie him up, I'll watch him.

This way, you bastard.

Bastard?

Come on!

Move and your head gets blown off.

You're horse thieves?

You like tying girls up, don't you?

Enough. Let's go.

We should hang you up and bleed you, like a fat pig.

We'll call the cops.

Did you give back his...?

Yes.

Shit, my mobile.

- I'll call from the house. - No, Yann, please.

Please, let's go.

What are you afraid of? He is locked in the barn.

He might escape. Call when we get back.

Why call the cops from home? It's crazy!

I'll call now and be right back.

I called the...

What will she do with that gun?

Where are you?!

Hello!

Hello.

Hey!

They're down there.

More bodies.

I saw five of them.

We're here. It's carnage. We called the lieutenant.

- Any more? - Two, Lieutenant.

- Children? - No children.

Be careful when you pull them out.

Take all that to the forensics lab.

Those guys are tough.

Doing a job like that...

Tougher than you think.

Tell me, is this place under your jurisdiction?

Wherever unidentified girls' bodies are found,

that's my territory.

They were tied up.

I even went to Belgium once.

You look tired, doctor.

Yes, I haven't slept much lately.

I understand.

I couldn't sleep either, only in snatches

and never for long.

I wanted to take pills but they fog my mind.

My job calls for a clear head.

This isn't clear at all.

I've explained everything, right?

Not how you discovered that he drowned his victims in there.

That isn't clear.

Confess you're a medium.

- It isn't a crime. - I'm not a medium!

No need to get annoyed. I believe you.

- Want a sweet? - No, thanks.

Tell me, doctor,

how did he meet his victims?

By chance?

By Internet?

Did he abduct them?

I've no idea.

His dying wife said he pushed her

and put other girls in the pond.

And you thought my daughter was here?

Not that again!

I was called out for an emergency. Check it out.

I've already checked.

He says there was a woman.

He's lost his head. He'd forgotten his wife was dead!

You're right.

Either he's the dumbest fraud I've ever met,

or he truly is amnesiac.

Talking of which,

the description the murderer gave of the woman with you

fits that young stranger you knocked over to a tee.

I've never heard anything more ridiculous.

- Oh? - You saw her, dead!

You saw her dead too. The last person to do so.

Yes.

It's funny, when my daughter was still with us,

she became a tropical fish enthusiast.

We had a 500-litre aquarium.

One day I got up to find a fish at the bottom,

lying on the gravel.

It was all grey and still. Those fish are usually bright yellow.

I didn't want my daughter to see it.

I tried to fish it out with a net but it shot off.

Suddenly it was swimming around, all yellow again.

The guy in the shop said that they can simulate death

if they were scared or upset.

Do you still need me? I'd really like to get some rest.

I'm boring you with my fish tales.

Here, have my card.

Call me if you have any visions.

All I can visualize right now is my bed.

By the way,

a policeman who came yesterday to record Mrs Gascogne's death,

also said there was a woman with you.

Yes, a friend. She was with me when HQ called.

- You want her address? - No need.

You're allowed to have a friend.

I'll keep you posted. Goodbye, doctor.

- Good day to you, Lieutenant. - Good day.

Hi, Tommy!

It's me.

How was your love night?

What did you do?

Is she dead?

You bit me, Tommy.

You bit me!

What's happening to you?

What's happening?

Are you here?

Oh no, what happened?

Are you okay?

Here, hold onto me.

Fuck, what is this thing?

Do you know who I am?

Yann.

Sit here.

Look at me.

Are you hurt? In pain?

No.

What's with all the blood? What did you do?

You left me alone.

Only while I made a phone call. One call!

What did you do with the gun? Tell me!

Why are you shouting?

Why?

You take a gun, break in here, you're covered in blood,

and you wonder why I shout?!

- I like being with you. - Stop saying that!

Now tell me what the hell happened!

Tie me up.

What?

Tie me up... tie me up.

You're crazy, I don't want to do that.

Why not?

Don't you like tying up girls? Don't you?

Would you rather I tied you up?

Is that what you want?

You've taken Gascogne's madness?

Bravo, doctor.

Excellent diagnosis.

Stay where you are.

Put this on.

Stop this stupid laughter!

Hello.

Hello, Martin.

Dr Voline.

Looking for Dr Morel?

No, I need you to run some tests. Is that possible?

I've got a lot to do.

- What happened to you? - Sorry?

Your finger.

Nothing, I cut it with a knife.

So what are these tests?

Don't worry, I didn't kill anyone

but I need to know what it is.

Looks like blood.

I know that.

I need to know what kind.

What kind of blood?

What are you after?

Is it human blood, for example?

Give it to me.

Thanks.

Dr Voline?

Dr Voline? Anyone here?

It's Lieutenant Gire!

I don't believe it!

Untie me, it hurts.

Sorry.

- Did Dr Voline do this? - Yes.

- Why? - I don't know. I'm scared!

No need to be afraid.

You're now under police protection.

But I need explanations.

Take me with you.

Doctor?

The blood...

It isn't human.

- An animal, then. - Probably.

If you want to know which one,

take it to Maisons-Alfort.

No, it's okay.

I've kept a sample, in case it's an animal I already have.

Anything else, doctor?

No, that's fine.

Thanks, Martin. See you soon.

The dress...

Is she a friend of yours?

Yes.

Couldn't she say what happened?

No, I found the dress.

I got worried for nothing.

Bye, Martin. Have a good day.

Goodbye, doctor.

Well, Tommy?

What do you think of all that?

So what's up?

Thanks.

Something's up.

She's been abducted.

Maybe she left of her own accord.

No, I'd tied her up.

Tied her up...

for sexual purposes?

Quit messing around.

Someone came along and freed her.

They left tyre marks.

A break-in? Call the cops.

And say some ashes have gone?

Shit, I knew it!

I told you that girl was trouble.

I signed a cremation order. What do I do now?

- Who knows she's alive? - Carine.

- Who's Carine? - Dr Mercier.

Sure you didn't confide in anyone else?

Like Anne-Marie or Marianne?

How did you know?

She can read minds.

She told me you have slept with those girls.

So she's on the loose with the mind of a serial killer.

- You're kidding. - No, really.

I knew about your girlfriends.

Not hard to find out.

You signed the death certificate, you've seen her alive.

You could not find a normal girl.

I wasn't looking for a girl!

Report it to the police and they'll send you to a madhouse

with all the other hallucinators.

I know someone who'll listen.

The cop?

The one who believes in weird things.

I'll call you.

He will be glad.

You've taken Gascogne's madness.

Don't do that to the girl.

Yes?

Lieutenant Augier? It's Dr Voline.

I'll open the gate.

Come in, doctor.

I was making tea but I'll uncork a bottle.

No need, really.

Oh, but there is. It's now or never.

You heard the good news?

Good news?

You heard about it.

That's why you came.

You had a flash.

No, really...

My daughter's back.

- No way! - Yes!

That's wonderful!

Yes, it is.

Sophie?

She's taking a shower.

My friend's here!

No, you must have a lot to talk about.

I'm not going to grill her.

She'll tell me everything when she's ready.

You don't know what happened?

Not yet. I'll let her get her bearings first,

rediscover her room, her things...

Don't worry.

Sophie!

Dr Voline.

Doctor Voline... Sophie.

- Hello. - Hello.

That's my robe. Her old stuff doesn't fit.

We'll go shopping tomorrow.

I'll let you introduce yourselves while I look for the champagne.

Sit down.

You remember me?

Sure I remember you, Yann.

You're not his daughter!

Doesn't he seem happy?

That's not the point.

I'm making him happy.

Yes, with lies. But he has a real daughter!

Here's a nice little champagne. I'm sure you'll like it.

You were saying?

I was telling Sophie...

how nice it was to see you smiling.

For sure.

I know I'm pretty unforgiving.

Maybe it's my job...

but only people with problems

come to see me.

You and I fix things.

Like everyone, I've taken a few knocks

but it's all forgotten now.

I've had the best present.

And... your wife?

How has she taken this miracle?

I didn't tell you, but since Sophie knows...

I can talk about it.

The thing is...

my wife died six months after Sophie went missing.

After a long illness.

For a long illness, it was quick.

Pancreatic cancer.

The "cancer of grief".

Is there such a thing, doctor, "cancer of grief"?

Can we talk, Lieutenant?

We've nothing to hide.

I'd like to talk privately.

It'll only take a minute.

Okay, fine.

I'll be right back, honey.

This way.

Did you hear about the boy

who pretended to be a missing son in the USA?

What of it?

That girl isn't your daughter.

How so?

She's making you think she's your daughter.

She came back earlier covered in blood.

She told me she saved a rabbit.

A rabbit was caught in a trap in the woods,

she rescued it and got covered in blood.

That's all. She loves all animals. Except rats.

"Too much like humans."

She's taken the memory of the stud-farm murderer.

You're totally crazy.

She's sick and dangerous, I tell you!

- Dad? - Coming, honey!

Now beat it,

or I'll have you sectioned.

I have it.

Tommy, you've infected me!

It's multiplying.

I'll lose my mind, then die!

Don't talk rubbish.

You're alive, she is...

All that happened was you became more intelligent.

Maybe I will too.

Calm down.

Calm down...

Have you been drinking?

- A bit. - It's not fair.

The cop gets the girl, you got rid of her.

I've got the WHO experts on my back. I should be drinking.

What will happen to her?

Come on, Yann.

Forget her.

You tend to go for nutcases but a girl who can read minds...

Look how quickly she messed up our lives.

Dr Morel?

Yes.

I'm looking for Maria Chakina.

A patient?

- Yes. - Ask at reception.

They sent me to see you.

Maria Chakina?

Yes.

She was knocked down and lost her memory.

Who are you?

Boris Chakine.

Her father.

Would you go up to the 3rd floor, Mr Chakine,

and wait in my office?

Very well.

I'll be right with you.

Next time you knock a girl down, don't bring her here.

Just...

finish her off.

What are you going to do?

I don't know.

I really don't know.

Hey, watch it!

Prick!

What's up, Tommy?

What's so scary?

Looking for something?

Dr Morel's office.

It's... on the other side.

Down the corridor, towards Consultations.

Thank you.

Still with your rats?

Just checking they've eaten.

Well, you'll have to leave them.

Why?

The WHO is coming.

The area where that amnesiac was must be sealed off.

Sorry. They're going through it with a fine-tooth comb.

The WHO?

World Health Organisation?

But the bacteria died out.

They don't care. An unexplained death,

an unidentified bacteria...

They're sending experts over.

They could have closed down the whole hospital.

Cheer up, it's not so bad.

But the animals?

Your little darlings won't get hurt.

What will I do?

Leave it as it is and go home.

We'll put seals on the doors.

They'll want to interview you tomorrow.

Why?

You discovered the bacteria.

That's true.

They'll need to see you.

And how long will it last?

Couple of days, maybe more.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Right... see you tomorrow.

Don't worry, champion,

I won't abandon you.

We're blood brothers now.

Mr Chakine, do you have any papers

to prove you're her father?

Sure.

Sorry, it's rather delicate

but the girl had no ID when she was admitted.

Thanks.

My parents are from Konstadt.

In Ukraine.

These are your papers. What about your daughter's?

She was carrying them.

But wait... look at this.

Of course.

That's her.

When she was five.

Any more recent photos?

- Family records? - Not on me.

But she'll know me when she sees me.

I think you'll be disappointed.

She couldn't remember anything.

You're talking in the past tense.

Did she leave the hospital?

She's dead, Mr Chakine.

The amnesiac who was admitted to my department

had a progressive brain injury.

May I see the body?

No.

She was cremated. As all unclaimed bodies are.

I'm sorry.

She might not have been your daughter.

Did she have this on her?

A ring?

A mark, on her body.

Absolutely not.

She had a birthmark, but not like that.

What kind of birthmark?

It was...

like this.

Good. There's still time.

Time for what, Mr Chakine?

Mr Chakine!

- Hello? - It's Morel.

- Hello, doctor. - Hello.

Is Dr Mercier still there?

I think she's in the lab.

Good.

Ask her to drop by my office.

I'll give her the message.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

Hello?

- Dr Voline? - Yes.

Lieutenant Gire.

- What's going on? - She's sick.

I don't know what's wrong. You must come.

I'm on my way.

- Okay? - Thanks, doctor.

I'll stay with you...

What are you doing?

I must find her before it's too late.

You shouldn't be here.

Get out of this room!

You don't understand.

What's going on?

He broke in, now he won't leave.

Get out!

I know she's alive.

You can't kill her.

She'll kill you all if I don't stop her.

Calm down.

We're here to help.

Help me?

Poor fools! You know nothing.

You don't understand anything!

Look, I'm a doctor.

I'll listen to you.

Come with me.

Doctor, it's nice of you to come.

What's wrong?

She drank too much. We were celebrating her homecoming.

I'm used to it. We were at the table.

She wouldn't eat, she wanted milk.

I don't have any. She was drinking, laughing...

Then she started talking about not liking rats.

- Where is she? - In her room.

She locked herself in.

What happened?

I'll tell you.

Sophie!

I'm with Dr Voline!

Open up, it's Dr Voline, it's Yann!

What's wrong?

Sorry.

Who?

Sorry who?

He wants to keep us apart.

Who?

He's dispersed everything.

I managed to keep you.

I don't know why but something prevented him from carrying on.

I don't know... he'll start again.

He's going to destroy me!

Destroy me.

Who'll destroy you?

Julie, tell me!

Why did you call her Julie?

Her name's Sophie.

I find my daughter and you want to take her away?

No.

Tell me, doctor...

you wouldn't steal my daughter...

You're not like those fat rats who raid the grain.

You gave him Gascogne's madness?

No... it isn't me.

It's because he's found me.

He has dispersed everything!

My daughter's sick, doctor.

Can't you tell?

So why don't you do your job?

I'm here for your daughter.

Then you admit she's my daughter.

May I examine her?

Go on.

Look at me.

What's going on with your eyes?

Do you see anything?

Can you see me or not?

Yes, I can see you.

But people are empty.

It's as if the whole world was dead.

Can you remove his madness?

I can't feel anything.

I can't feel anything. Leave!

Don't leave me alone!

- What is it? - Ventricular fibrillation.

I need my bag. It's on the stairs.

Go and get it.

I need to give her an injection!

She's going to die! Is that what you want?

I don't want her to die.

Then get the bloody bag!

Now!

Open the door.

Move!

Open up, Dr Voline.

You first, doctor.

Listen, listen!

Open the door!

I've been taken hostage by a maniac cop.

Open the door!

You won't open?

That's a shame.

Your rooms are ready.

Your rooms, Dr Liar, were ready.

Dr Liar.

Look at me. Are you okay?

He broke a nurse's arm.

It took all the night guards to control him.

And two anti-epilepsy shots to calm him down.

And he's still awake.

Who is this guy?

He pretends to be her dad. Says she's alive.

You think he's her dad?

I've no idea.

There's no proof, just an old photo of a kid.

He knows stuff about her.

It'll rebound on us.

There are only two bosses.

I'm in charge.

I'm sick of covering for you and your pal!

Look, we'll clean up the amnesiac's room

and replace the seals.

The WHO experts mustn't hear about it.

That'd be a drag.

...in the Balard area, we have 3 people

who are vandalizing parked cars...

Caucasian, shaved heads...

He's in the attic. Says he'll shoot us like rats.

- Armed with? - A hunting rifle.

Okay, let's go.

The doctor and the girl can go.

She needs a hospital.

Go ahead, doctor.

Hope they don't shoot the poor guy.

Does the name Maria Chakina mean anything to you?

No.

Right.

Ever heard of Boris Chakine?

No.

Fiftyish, tall, long grey hair,

and a long, dark overcoat?

No.

Yes.

Lieutenant Gire!

Lieutenant Gire, are you okay?

Get up.

What am I doing here?

You okay?

Yes.

Yann...

Yann!

Yann...

What's the matter?

He's coming.

Who's coming?

He'll destroy me, he knows the house.

He's been here!

Yann, you have to lock up the house!

It's all locked. It's okay, I'm here now.

I'm here, I'm here...

It's over.

NEXT TIME...

Their necks broken,

one by one.

The WHO experts. The worst pain in the arse.

Usurtana moss.

The most horrific poison in Ancient Egypt.

You're infected and you escape with your rat!

He can't remember why he killed Diana.

Don't tell me you can also read these creatures' minds...

This pictogram is the beginning and the end of everything.

The Apocalypse.