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THE DOG IN THE HELL

- Have a nice trip.
- Shall we?

- All right, let's move on.
- I'll pee and I'll catch up with you.

The goods are in the box, let's go.

You're listening to RTL.
It's 1:00 p.m. and we've got the news.

Francois Randoni after 8 months
was released from custody.

I remind you that Randoni is involved
in several cases.

He will be questioned today at the Nice court
and hopefully make a statement,

that will lead to criminal prosecution
of senior financial officials

and the political sphere,
or exercise his right to remain silent.

The accused is in life-threatening danger
and the police have given him protection.

- Damn, you're so hot in there.
- You still have to wear a balaclava.

- Great idea to dress me up like that.
- That's standard procedure. - Sure.

- You forgot one little thing.
- What's that? My ass.

You know a cop with an ass like that?
Check it out. You're like athletes.

I look like I'm stuffed.
sack of potatoes.

- Killer's gonna die laughing.
- We have roadblocks everywhere.

You don't know the ones that are after me.

They'll pay that much,
that your roadblocks will be like cement.

I know them.
They picked the best one.

I'm sure it's on its way
thinking about how to take me out.

Nothing's gonna stop him.

Come on. I.D.?
You're good to go.

It's okay. It's okay.

Pardon me.

Come on, come on,
we gotta catch a good spot.

Do you mind?

Turn around, please.

Thank you, you may go.

Let me just check the minibar.
It's fine.

Write the expense on the ticket here.
Thank you, sir.

It's a nice view of the courthouse from here.

They're nervous.
It's all assassination everywhere today.

It's like the man is going to certain death.
Have a nice stay.

Step back, please.
Step back.

We're on time.

I can't breathe, it's pushing me.

I'm so scared! What is it?
Who wouldn't in my place?

It would be funny,
if I died of a heart attack right now.

He's waiting there with a rifle, and he's gonna find out.
He'd be sorry.

Thank you.

- What newspaper do you work for?
- I work for an agency.

It's interesting how many journalists are here.
Did you see that? Just the TV ones.

Please enter your spending here.
Thank you, sir. Good luck, sir.

- It's going out over zero?
- Nine.

Louise, I'm here from Paris.
Could we meet for a while?

Louise, I don't want to bother you.
They sent me here for the trial and everything.

Just five minutes, you can't refuse me.
Hello. Hello? Hello? Hello?

- Are you all right?
- I feel sick.

- Oh, come on, what is it?
- It's what?

The chocolate's not free.
Give it back or pay for it.

What are you gonna do? Call the cops?
You think they'll run for chocolate?

How much does it make?

Toilets?

Hello, I have a problem.
The blind is stuck and won't come up.

No, it's spinning on empty.

It's a rush. I won't be here in the dark.
Send someone over.

Louise, it's me, don't hang up.
It's the last time you'll hear from me.

No, I'm serious this time.
I have a rope around my neck.

I wanted five minutes
and you snitched on my phone.

I don't want to live. I love you.
Come here just for a minute. Hello? (phone rings)

Hello!

These blinds are rubbish.

Just tighten it up.

- It'll hold, but don't touch it.
- Can I have the screwdriver? Sure.

He doesn't love me anymore.
It's all over, so enough about...

What was that?
What the hell is going on in there?

Oh, shit!
Are you on the show?

Sir? Oh, shit!

Damn it!

- If you call the police, wait.
- Oh, shit.

Come on, sir? Are you alive?
How are you, sir?

He hanged himself!
Do you hear me? He hanged himself!

- I'm sorry, but that doesn't concern me.
- The police have an answering machine.

- I'm going out, stay with him.
- I'm not a doctor, I can't do anything.

Just a minute. I'll get the police.
He'll jump out the window himself.

- He won't jump out of nowhere.
- How do you know that? - He just won't jump.

- That's an idea, I'll jump out the window.
- Oh, my God!

- Hello! Hello!
- Enough already. No? I'm calling the cops.

- Hey, hey!
- What's with the cops? He's not even hurt.

- I have to report a suicide in a hotel.
- Do you want to finish it?

- I wonder why he wanted to kill himself?
- How should I know? I'll tell you.

He wanted to escape the cruel world,
...where they don't understand it.

He'll be locked up with the tough guys,
who will interrogate and humiliate him.

- They're gonna put him in the hospital.
- Yes, but among the lunatics and the junkies.

Careful, you're strangling him.

- I don't want to go to the hospital.
- They'll take care of you.

Yes. A straitjacket,
electroshock, lobotomy.

- What do you think?
- Check it out. Who's gonna help him? The police?

No. He needs tenderness, compassion,
a human touch.

- He won't find that with the police.
- No.

But if not the police, then who
will take care of him? I have another job.

- I do.
- You?

- I'll take care of him, you can go.
- I don't understand.

You just slammed the door on me.

He won me over.

- Where are you going?
- Wipe it off before it leaks.

Come on, come on!

You can't stay here,
he'll call the cops.

I'm gonna call the police anyway.

My friend
also attempted suicide.

He met a man like you.

The cops took him to the hospital
and cut himself. That's how he ended sadly.

- What did he use to slit his throat?
- That's not the point.

- What's your name?
- Vincent.

Vincent, when I'm done with him,
he'll have no reason to die.

- But why are you doing this?
- Out of compassion.

I'm not sure,
I don't know.

Now get up and get out of here.

I told her I was going to hang myself,
and she hung up on me.

Are you waiting to be locked up in a mental institution?
Are you crazy?

My head is spinning.

- My stomach hurts.
- Calm down. We can't stop.

- We're late.
- All the better, I'm going to my death.

We are professionals, we assure you.
You're safe.

Right, you guys are professionals.
You jump out of a helicopter, climb a rope,

jumping from car to car,
you're complete acrobats.

But when I go down
and you're covering me, it'll be too late.

- An acrobat is slower than a bullet.
- Enough, Randoni. You're making us nervous.

- He's not a killer.
- But if he's so unnerving. Never.

Killers must not lose their nerve.

Damn it, move it, man.

Let me breathe,
I almost hanged myself, it's gonna kill me.

I spent eight years of my life with her
and gave her everything, we were good together.

I've almost paid off my mortgage
and I was planning on buying a Toyota with metallic paint.

Japanese quality. I was considering
a hybrid because of the emissions.

Why did she just do that to me?

- So what?
- What, what?

- How's it going?
- Oh, great, great, great.

Is it working? How's it going?

- It takes time. You don't have to go every now and then.
- I'm sorry, I could lose my job.

- I just want to know how he's doing.
- And how not to lose his head,

with your arms around me.
I always believe.

She liked that one.
She sang it better than me.

I'd like to hear it again.
Have you ever been in love?

I'll always believe your confession,
when in the light of blue eyes it sounds...

- The eyes sound...
- I'm happy to believe.

- I'm happy to believe.
- You, my only love.

- The only one.
- The only one.

I believe in your beauty, my dear,
as I walk on.

I believe in your beauty, my dear,
when I walk alone.

- Go on.
- Come on. Enough, we're not singing.

- Are you calm? We're singing. Will you leave us alone?
- I loved Breton, too.

Beautiful. She left me. She left with Breton.
Now they're somewhere selling pancakes.

- Poor thing. Yes, it hurts.
- I wasn't expecting it at all. We were happy.

- I can see that you understand each other. I'm going.
- No, take care of him. I'm busy.

And how not to lose your head again,
when your arms are around me.

I'll always believe your confession,
when in the light of blue eyes it sounds.

- I'm happy to believe... - Enough!
- My only love.

What did I say? He's on our neck.
Now he's gonna call the police.

- I don't want the police here. Let's get rid of him.
- We're not gonna get rid of him. He works here.

If we take him out, they'll be looking for him.

- How do we handle this?
- I meant bribe.

Even if he gets a package, he'll still come here.
So get out.

- Why did she just do that? We were fine.
- Where is she? My wife?

- Yeah, where is he now?
- Where? She ran off with her psychiatrist.

- She lives at his clinic.
- Go there and sort it out.

It's my fault. I proposed to her,
to see a neurologist. She went to see Wolf.

She went to the doctor's office
and lay on his divan.

He was supposed to sit in the chair.
That's how it works, right?

Client on the divan
and the psychiatrist in the chair, right?

It's where you sit together.
And I was still paying him!

Hello.

So how? In shape?

Psychiatrist? What a bastard!

- He called me. Again?
- He's in town right now.

- How's that? He knows he's not supposed to drive.
- He's here on business.

- He said he'd kill himself if we didn't get together.
- It's a trap. Why won't he leave?

I'm doing a deadline right now.
We're in the red. Come in.

- Excuse me, but Miot, the anorexic...
- What? - She's eating again. - Why? - I don't know.

Thanks, Suzanne.
I'll look into it.

Damn it.

- I'm worried. I hope he doesn't kill himself, but...
- Why did she start eating?

Commonly, an eating disorder
is treated for years.

We have fewer schizophrenics
and we're not getting more depressed.

If anorexics start eating,
it's over.

- I'm sure he'll call.
- If he does, give it to me.

- I'm sick of him!
- Don't be like that. I'm sorry, honey.

You look very sexy in this.

- Let's relax. I've got horsemanship.
- What the hell.

If I don't cancel in advance,
I have to pay.

Right. So go and have fun.
Don't worry about him.

Dr. Wolf.

- I'm gonna go in there and tell him my story.
- Oh, good.

- And he better be decent or he's gonna get it.
- That's right.

- She'll realize she's making a mistake.
- Oh, great.

- So? I can't leave soaked.
- It'll dry, it's warm in there.

I'm prone to bronchitis.
Go out like this, I'll catch something.

I have a change of clothes in the trunk.

Lucky I ran into you.

- People are indifferent nowadays.
- Get dressed.

Your life will fall apart. You will kill yourself
before their eyes. They don't care about anything.

They'll shut the door in your face.
If you meet someone with a heart,

who's a little...
What are you doing? I'm dressing myself.

- But there's nothing you can do.
- Her message made my heart stop.

She wrote: "Francois, I'm leaving you."
I couldn't breathe, I was suffocating.

That's not how you pack your bags, is it?

Wet pants don't wrinkle like that.
You have to stretch them to make them nice.

The love of my life will write to me,
that he's leaving for another.

You really are being a pig.
It's supposed to have a phase. You're doing it for nothing.

Don't pull it. They're pants, not rubber.
I don't give a shit about pants, about anything.

Life had meaning with her,
without her, there's nothingness everywhere.

This is Inna's shirt, and you know what it's like
hot. Would you wear that?

Oh, no, it's a present for my wife.
A strappy top. Cute, huh?

I don't spend all day here,
I'm busy.

- Shit. What?
- They're behind us.

- Forget them. The scooter.
- What? I stole it.

Oh, no, the idiot's still gonna drive the scooter.
Are you crazy?

They're gonna run it over.

Come on, sit down.

Hold on to that tree.

Go on.

What are you waiting for?
You're all dressed up and everything's dry.

- I'm scared.
- Scared of what?

I can't punch someone in the nose.
I don't know him. Maybe he's a gorilla.

I'm gonna walk in there and he's gonna smash my head in.
What am I gonna look like?

- It's not certain that the woman will return.
- She'll come back to you.

- And why is that?
- Because.

- I don't know why, but I believe you.
- Go on, be a man.

- I can see why. You're a good man.
- Thank you. Goodbye.

We didn't even introduce ourselves.
Francois Pignon.

- And your name is? Milan.
- Milan? That's a coincidence.

I have a colleague, his name is
Edouard Milan. Do you know him?

No.

- We call him Milan. Isn't that what they call you?
- They don't.

- And what's your first name?
- Jean. Go on.

I hope to see you again.
Here's my number.

- If you're going through Meudon, call.
- Okay. - Promise? - Yes.

Goodbye, Jean.
And thank you.

Jean?
I'll never forget you.

What is it now?

- I feel sick.
- Oh, no, hold on.

We can't keep stopping,
we're running terribly late.

- When are they coming?
- Do you see anyone?

Is he going that way?
How's the guy standing?

- Shit. - What?
- Pignon. Shit.

- Did he see us? I don't know.
- Don't look over there.

- "Why did she do it? It was good for us."
- I can't listen to this.

- Pignone. Hi.
- Hi. Listen, you look great.

Me and great?
That's a good one.

- Where can they be? They're running pretty late.
- Hey, guys. Hey.

- You look great.
- That can make me angry.

- Why? Did I tell you about my wife?
- Yes, I did.

- She moved away to be with someone else, and now...
- Yes, we know everything.

- I committed suicide.
- What? I hanged myself.

- It didn't go so well.
- That's not funny.

- They won't believe I tried to kill myself.
- Too bad. I gotta go. Me too.

- Why don't you call her and tell her I'm dying?
- No. That's not gonna work.

- I don't meddle in other people's business.
- You'll have to work that out for yourself.

Thanks, guys. You guys are nice.

Mr. Milan? Mr. Milan.

- This is Francois Pignon. May I disturb you?
- No, no, no, no, no.

I have a problem, I look very good.
My wife won't believe me.

Mr. Milan, call her,
that I'm in a bad way, tell her to come.

I'm not calling anyone,
leave me alone.

You surprise me. We're friends.
I'm asking you for a small favor.

- I'm busy, and I need some peace and quiet.
- What's more important than saving a life?

Is this supposed to be your understanding?
Then don't be surprised if I do something stupid.

Pignone?

049565223. Ask for Mrs. Pignon.
Tell her I'm between life and death.

- Dr. Wolf's clinic.
- Mrs. Pignon, please.

- He's not here, he's in the riding hall.
- Who's calling?

- She's not there. Hello? She's gone. Who's calling?
- I'm a friend of Francois Pignon.

- Francois committed suicide.
- Is he dead? No, but he's serious.

That was him. That nasty Wolf.
Thank you, Mr. Milan, you were wonderful.

It would be better
to talk to her directly, but...

Listen, I have a cell phone number.
Shall we try again? You're doing great.

Come on, it'll be a minute.
Hurry up, I'm dialing.

- He's in the riding hall.
- She's in the riding arena.

They said he was in the riding hall.
Go there, sort it out.

And stop bothering me.

- What's going on?
- They called to say your husband killed himself.

- Relax, he's alive.
- How's he doing? Where is he?

- He called from the hotel by the courthouse. I'm on my way.
- Leave it to me. I'll talk to him.

- He's depressed. I'll take care of him.
- He's depressed because of you.

You left because he was boring.
Now you're with me. I love you.

You're living the life you've always dreamed of.
Bye-bye, sweetheart.

What's he doing in the riding hall?
She's never ridden. It's stupid.

The idiot's making her ride a horse.
She's fragile, he's gonna break her.

That he doesn't send her straight
to bungee jump?

I don't mean to be a bother, but I have a request.
I promise it'll be the last.

Why don't you drop by the riding hall?
It'll only take a few minutes.

Can you hear me?

Are you there? You're not there?

Mr. Milan?

Jean? Jean?

Milan.

I'm not going to the riding hall, Pignon.
I don't give a damn about your suicide.

I want to be left alone, okay?
Leave me alone and go to hell!

Are you here?
I knocked on the door.

Where is he?
He said he'd be with you.

- Is that bad?
- Please leave me alone. I want peace.

- Who is it? It's me, sir.
- I'm coming.

You should have taken care of him.
He's alone and he doesn't look well.

- Don't worry, he's fine.
- He scared me. No, he was just on the phone.

It'll be him again.

- Yeah?
- I'm sorry, it's me, I feel terrible.

Really?
It's him, everything's fine.

This is the last time.
I'll never call again.

Oh, no, call anytime,
I'm here for you. He's getting better.

- You know what, I'm gonna jump out the window.
- Let's have a drink and talk it over. Is that a deal?

- I'll hang up and jump!
- What's he saying?

He's relaxing, he's getting better.
Talk, it'll help.

- Break my head, this will help.
- You can't just walk away.

- Let's have a drink first, shall we?
- Let him go.

You'll get it yourself. In a moment.
I'm gonna splash out on the sidewalk

and I won't be thirsty anymore.
Goodbye, Jean, thanks.

I'm going in. I'm already there.
The calls are doing him a lot of good.

- If you keep in contact with him...
- Of course, of course.

- I've got him under surveillance.
- In this condition, he needs to talk...

Pignone?

- He'll hear of my death on horseback.
- Are you crazy? - Stop, I'll jump.

- The street is full of cops.
- You fired me.

- Now I'm gonna fire myself.
- Okay, I'll go in. But get out.

Will you do it?
I knew it was up to you...

Pignone! Pignone!

- I'm falling, I'm falling.
- Yeah, I got you.

This has to stop.

My ears. My ears.

Pardon me.

Thank you.

- I'm only giving you trouble.
- You are.

You saved my life, thank you.

Mr. Milan?

- They're here! Get out of the way!
- Can you tell us how it turns out?

- Excuse me!
- Do you know which politicians are involved?

- We need reinforcements. There's too many people here.
- Officer? Excuse me, ma'am.

Look over there.

There you are.
I was worried about you.

- You'd fall from the fifth floor. I'll help you.
- No, no, no, no, no. Just don't.

Mr. Milan?
Are you all right?

- You have someone on the facade.
- Please? I know about this.

- What's going on here?
- A depressed man is not dangerous.

- We'll come with you.
- I can handle it.

- Which room does Mr. Pignon have?
- 53.

Mr. Milan?
Mr. Milan, can you hear me?

Cast.
I'll go to the front desk. I'll get a doctor.

- Sorry. Sorry. I'm going to get the doctor.
- I'm a doctor. You? What happened?

He had a little accident.
It's a good thing you were passing by.

I didn't go by. They called the clinic,
that Pignon wanted to kill himself.

- Are you Dr. Wolf?
- Was he talking about me?

I don't know what he told you,
but I'd rather punch him in the face.

So you're Dr. Wolf?

I'm Dr. Wolf
and I want to put him on the bed, can you help me?

You steal his wife,
and you still want to beat him?

He's been bugging us for months. She doesn't love him.
She lives with me. She doesn't want to understand.

He just passed out.

It responds well
He's breathing regularly. Bag.

Tell him to leave us alone.
She lived with him for seven terrible years. It's over.

- She said it was terrible?
- You have no idea how annoyed she is.

Look, you know who it is.
It's my job to judge character,

but no one would be wrong about him.

Look at that soft nose,
the receding chin.

- Just rat face.
- He's a photographer.

Well, sure. Lousy photographer,
who takes pictures for some crappy newspaper.

- What are you giving him?
- I'm gonna sedate him.

- And why is that?
- To stop being aggressive.

- How aggressive? He's lying.
- A suicide is aggressive towards himself.

He needs to be calmed down.

So, now he's gonna be sleepy
and that's gonna stop him from pulling any more stunts.

- You have no right to put him to sleep.
- I was just calming him down.

I gave him a weaker dose,
in case he had something this afternoon. But he hasn't.

- How do you know that?
- There are 300 photographers in court.

One more or one less.

I'll be honest,
because I like you.

Convince him,
to go back to Paris.

My number in case he goes crazy.

I believe you. Thank you.

- So what?
- I calmed him down. There won't be any trouble.

- He'll be asleep by tonight.
- Thank you, Doctor.

Nothing. The villain.
He's a scoundrel!

Who? Who are you?

Francois Pignon, you have the room next door.
You're wounded, you must rest.

You can sleep here if you want.
I don't mind.

Yes, relax. I'm your friend,
after all you've done for me.

A friend for life and death.

I know, it's hard to breathe in here.
It's not my fault. I wanted to stop.

Plus, this stupid van
can't be aired out.

I'm not a lousy photographer.
I photographed the Pope in Uruguay.

Is the Pope miserable in Uruguay?

She wasn't horrible.
I loved her more than anything.

How I just loved her.

No, Commander, it's better on the hill.
It's shining in my eyes from here.

Oh, no, Jean, I'm not your commander.
I'm Francois Pignon, your friend.

Get some rest, I'll stay with you.
I won't leave you. My commander?

- Pignone?
- Yes, Jean, just relax.

I remember us lying together
on a Sunday morning.

I told her,
we're not doing anything today,

I'll stay in bed, I'll make a meal

and we'll watch TV.
I didn't realize it was a fluke.

Neither did she, because she left.
I'd give my life for that today.

My dear Louisa, my kitten,
my little mouse, my little mouth.

Yeah?

- He's asleep right now, don't let anyone disturb us.
- I wanted to know, I didn't expect...

Funny, for the first time since she left.
I feel fine.

I've been bottling it up for months,
but now I realize it was a mistake.

When I'm here next to you like this,
even when you're asleep. It's like...

Relief, huge relief.
Your presence calms me.

- Has he arrived yet?
- Who again?

Where's the courthouse?
Where's the courthouse?

Not there, this is my room.
You have the court on the other side now.

Where's the courthouse?
I don't see anything. Where's the building?

- The blind's down. You won't see her.
- Why are my legs getting tangled and my head spinning?

- You've been shot.
- Who injected me with what?

- I tried to stop him, but...
- What did he inject me with? - A sedative.

Normally, you'd sleep until tomorrow.
He set you up.

You called me "my commander".
Are you a soldier?

Call the front desk and have them fix the blinds.
And order a strong coffee.

It's still occupied. We're lucky.
Reception?

- We can't get through. Sorry.
- I understand. - The blind!

The blind! You have to fix the blind
and get some coffee. Lots of coffee!

- It's done. Call him.
- Who? - The guy who did it.

He left a number,
hopefully I can reach him.

- Yeah?
- Dr. Wolf? Yes.

The man you injected,
can't stay on his feet. He's dissatisfied.

We have to give him time. He'll get upset,
but it's nothing special.

Listen, you son of a bitch,
you got five minutes. Otherwise, I'll burn down the clinic.

But you can talk to him.
He thinks you're me. He must be in shock.

- It's your fault, okay?
- All right, park it, we'll make a deal.

Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Oh, shit.

- You okay? Are you hurt?
- You're a disaster. My scooter.

- I'm wax? Give me a break!
- I'll give it to you forever.

- Come on, I'm in a hurry.
- Crumpled fender, no big deal. No big deal?

- What about my scooter?
- It's not yours, you idiot.

Yeah?

- Your coffee, strong.
- Thank you.

Here. Careful, she's pretty hot.
You have to blow it out or you'll burn yourself.

So take it slow, don't swallow. Don't swallow.
He swallowed it. He swallowed it.

- You've grown close, haven't you?
- Yes, we have.

- You'll dine here?
- We'll see. Thank you. Bye.

It's my fault you're in this state.
I hope Wolf comes soon.

You said you had a job.
Can I help you?

- No.
- I'm happy to help. What's your profession?

Sorry, you're supposed to be resting.
I'm not asking any more questions.

That's strange. He was hinting at me
terrible things about me, but I'm better.

Now I'm angry.
I want to beat him up.

- Coffee.
- Yeah, I do.

I'll show him I'm not a wimp.
She'll understand and come back to me.

- What time is it?
- 3:20. - Where the hell is he?

Hold on, it's not even 5 minutes,
since we called.

Dented front end, door's gone.
He threatened to burn down the clinic.

- Threatened?
- It's talk. He's not dangerous, dumbass.

- Sir? What? Have you been drinking?
- Of course not. It's all my fault.

- He's an ox. You're an ox.
- Calm down, Edgar.

Calm down. I have to get back to him.
I'm busy. Mrs. Douce is expecting me.

- Mrs. Douce? Again? She's there a lot.
- Don't start, she's married.

- So was I.
- Car totaled, clinic out of money,

your ex. And you're making a scene?
Oil leaked. I'm out.

I have to do something about this.
Damn Pignon! I'll make the call.

Is that better? How do you feel?

- The coffee didn't work. Why was he fucking me?
- Because he's a punk.

He should be here by now, I hope they don't bring
this guy to court. They're gonna close it all up.

Yeah, it's noisy downstairs,
I think he's on his way.

You guys have a great place here, good view.
If you were a photographer, that would be a win.

Yeah, great idea!

I got my zest for life back,
and work.

What are you doing?

If they bring him in now,
can I take a picture?

- Take it off.
- Just a minute. My camera!

I can't take any more pictures like this.

Good, he stayed on the ledge.
He's standing in his full name.

Oh, no!
Don't worry, I'll be careful.

That's it.
Did I scare you?

Don't move.

- Smile. Photographed and developed.
- Give it to me, Pignon.

You came out nice,
you catch the light beautifully.

I'll put it on Facebook.
Let everyone know who saved me.

That'll be Wolf,
I'll get him right away.

- Louise, darling, you're here.
- Edgar called to tell me you're threatening him.

No, I didn't threaten anyone.
Let me explain.

That's my wife, but don't worry,
when Wolf gets here, I'll send him over.

I think it's coming,
I'd hate to miss it.

All set.
Call me when he shows up.

See you later, Jean.

My neighbor, he saved me.
We're friends.

Francois, leave me alone.

- I can finally see you. It's been so long.
- Do you hear me? Stop it. You're beautiful.

- Your shoes are his fault.
- Edgar had an accident because of you.

- Did he die?
- No, but he's furious.

I cried over your picture last night.
The one of you next to the washing machine.

- Don't you get it?
- I get it. I love you. Shame on you.

- For what?
- For his behavior.

You're calling to kill yourself. Then they call
Edgar that you're almost dead.

- And I'll find you in shape.
- I hung myself in the bathroom on the pipe.

- You'd be standing in the morgue if it hadn't burst.
- Stop it. Wait a minute.

That's what I was afraid of.
They don't trust me.

He's a witness.
Come on, ask him about my condition.

Okay, I believe you.
Now stop it.

- Do you hear that? I wanted to die for her.
- Tell him to stop and go.

- Just go.
- Don't push him. He doesn't want me to leave.

- Well, he doesn't want me to leave?
- He does.

- You want him to go?
- Yes. - You see.

You know why? So she won't bother me
the police. He wants it for my own good.

I was depressed about our cohabitation,
you know?

- I understand.
- Only when I was away.

- Only when you were with me.
- That's enough! See what you're doing? Relax.

I want to get away from everybody!

Your doctor did that.
Otherwise, she's great.

- I'll go, Francois. It's over.
- Wait, wait, wait.

Photos of our apartment.
I had it redone.

- Who is he?
- The police!

- We saw someone on the ledge.
- Yes, that was me. I'm a photographer.

I leaned out the window for a shot
and my lens fell out. I climbed for it.

- Shit, it's worth a whole name, you know?
- Your papers and license.

- I tiled the bathroom myself.
- You have to understand, it's not my house anymore.

I moved to Nice.
I'm happy with another man, you know?

I've changed too, I don't whine anymore.
Thanks to him. He's given me back my zest for life.

He's a bit of a creep on the outside,
but he has generosity and kindness in his heart.

Sometimes I thought I was bothering him.

When a man is unhappy,
...he loses his peace.

- I'll go, Francois.
- No, I'm not. We'll go back to Meudon.

- We'll be happy together.
- How bored I was with you.

- Bored? With me?
- You have no idea.

You surprise me.
No one's ever told me.

Ask him.
I'm sure he wasn't bored with me.

Wait a minute. Call it,
who bought you those shoes.

- Tell him you're coming back to me.
- You're not gonna stop?

That'll be him.

So it's not over?
What are you doing here? What about your husband?

- My husband?
- The one who's acting so crazy. Where is he?

- Oh, my God, what's wrong with you?
- Can't you see? He's a buffoon.

- Why are you calling her names?
- Are you crazy?

It'll be a shock, but wait,
how far he can go.

- Why are you calling my wife names?
- Because she's my wife.

- Is he always that funny?
- You were nursing him.

I treated a guy who was on him
a blind fell on him named Pignon.

I'm Pignon. You vaccinated someone else.
How can he mistake a patient?

- Why didn't you tell me?
- There wasn't time. You'll get stung without warning.

- I'll smash his face in! Edgar!
- Where's the bastard? - Here.

- Look what you've done. Is that a doctor?
- Then shut up!

You take care of me right away.
Is that clear?

Okay, okay, okay.
Just take it easy. Sit down.

- He said you were Pignon.
- And he said you had a rat face.

- I thought it was you, idiot.
- I'm in a great hurry, Doctor.

- Help him and let's go. Don't get upset.
- He needs a sedative. Tell him to shut up.

Cross your legs.

- That'll be good.
- He's gonna knock up my wife and then my friends.

- Stop it, Francois.
- It should go away quickly.

He'll just have worse reactions
and vision.

- Does it bother you at work?
- Yes, it does.

- Tell me what job, I'll help you.
- Wake me up, that's all.

- I love you. Wait for me downstairs!
- Don't talk to my wife like that.

- I'll find you...
- Get me together or you're going out the window.

I'll inject you with amphetamine,
which I'm sure will help.

It's for you.
You could use a top like this.

If you want it, go get it.
I'm coming. I'm coming.

- I'll buy you another one.
- I'm going. I just have a question. What?

- Can a psychiatrist lose his temper like that?
- Nonsense. I'm perfectly calm.

Wait a minute.

I had the entrance and shutters repainted.
When you get back, we'll paint the inside.

- Okay, here's your stupid house.
- Louise, look what he did to us.

- Stop it, leave him alone.
- If you kill him, you won't get stung again.

- Are you gonna inject me, or would you rather die?
- No, I'll do it.

- Be careful not to miss a vein!
- Excuse me.

I'm trying. Can you both give me a break?

- Yes, I'll leave you alone.
- How's he treating you? Bye, angel.

It's about to kick in.

Well done.

- You're just a loser, you know that?
- And sleeping with clients and assaulting husbands?

- She lived with an idiot. But even with a loser?
- She left with a bastard. But also with an asshole?

Pardon me.

- The door was open, I don't want to disturb.
- You're not interrupting, I was just... investigating.

Oh, sure. He was investigating.
Have a nice evening.

I don't want to know,
what this fool is thinking.

Hello, room 52. Bring me
more coffee. Very strong, thank you.

Hands in the air.

Don't move or I'll shoot. Well...

Pardon me.

What the hell happened to that stupid shoe?

- Am I a joke?
- Yeah, you're funny. She left a dork for a clown.

Dr. Wolfe?
Dr. Wolfe!

Edgar?

Oh, my God.

- No. Open up, it's really serious.
- Don't bother, I want peace.

I killed him.

- What did you say?
- I killed Dr. Wolf. Shit.

He choked me, I fought back.
Terrible. I'll call the police.

I'm going to jail, I'll never see her again.
I want to see her one last time. I love her.

- Go on. What are you waiting for?
- Yes, I'm waiting for you. Is he really dead?

Yes, absolutely. Completely dead.

- That's terrible. Yes.
- I'm going. Yes.

Sorry to leave you with a dead body.
It's terrible that you have a murderer living next door.

- That happens sometimes.
- You think so?

- It's terrible. Go on, go catch her.
- I'm coming. Will you follow me to the prison?

It's stupid to ask.
I don't have family or friends.

Okay, I'll come visit you,
but you can go now.

I'll leave you my camera, it's good.
It's easy to use. It moved.

- What?
- Wolf. He moved.

- Oh, no.
- How not? Look what he's doing to his leg.

- Oh, shit.
- Life is strange.

I wanted him dead, and I'm glad,
he's alive. Are you relieved?

I'll be relieved when you leave me alone.

I won't disturb you.
I'm sorry you've been through this.

You okay? Well?

Can you hear me? Dr. Wolfe?

He's not moving again.

He may be alive, but what if he has
a skull fracture? What am I supposed to do?

Please help me. I have a lover here
of my wife's brain on mush.

- Hello.
- Hello.

That would be a mistake, sir.

- Someone asked about Dr. Wolfe.
- You're Dr. Wolf.

Why?

Come on, quick. He doesn't even know,
who he is, we have to do something.

- Come on, he's in a bad way.
- I have a headache.

- Yes, I hit you with a bedside lamp.
- Who are you? Francois Pignon.

How do you do?

Hello. Who's calling?
Louise? It's Louisa.

I'm sorry, ma'am, there's been a mistake.

That's me.
We had a fight and he's delirious.

That's not nonsense.
You hear he's out of his mind.

Okay, come on in.

My heart is pounding and my hands are shaking.
What did that idiot inject me with?

There's no point in asking him. He's out.

- What did you inject me with?
- Who is this gentleman?

- I think he said amphetamine.
- Amphetamine?

That's doping. If you were a cyclist,
you'd win, and then they'd do it to you.

- I can't stay like this.
- You need chamomile to calm you down.

You look like you don't like me.
Our friendship keeps me going.

- Where am I?
- Enough already.

- Why am I here?
- What's he still after? What's your point?

- Pignon.
- He's coming to. You're Dr. Wolf.

Dr. Wolf?
Sure, I remember.

- And you seduce clients. Do you remember, too?
- What did you inject me with?

Not so hastily, coming to himself.
You have to be careful.

You ruined my life and took my wife!
Do you remember?

Calm down.

Did you inject me with amphetamines, you idiot?

You remind me of someone,
but my head's a mess.

- I suggest you remember quickly.
- I remember now.

Sedatives and then amphetamine.
That'll make you nervous.

- I'm shaking all over, I'm not gonna do anything like this.
- I wouldn't take any pictures.

- Your photos are rubbish without it.
- What does that say?

If I did what you do,
I'd be homeless! Poor bastard.

- You'll strangle him. Do what you want.
- Make him human, or I'll kill him.

- A satchel.
- The bastard, he'll turn a good man into a murderer.

That you're not ashamed.

Take it easy.

You take two pills.
It calms you down and works very quickly.

- Is there a pharmacy around here?
- Do you have health insurance?

I'm asking you,
if there's a pharmacy around here, Doctor.

Yes, there's one around the corner.

- Hello, can you pick up the prescription?
- Yes, sir. Thank you. That's it.

- Are you sure this will help?
- Sure, and leave me alone, I'm not feeling well.

- Can't you wait for your meds?
- Tell them to put them in my room.

Is that you?

- What does that mean?
- He choked me, I hit him.

- Did you really do that?
- I don't know. Maybe I have swelling on my brain.

- I need to get myself together. What about you?
- I'll take you to the clinic.

You're not going back to him.

- It won't be worse with me than with him.
- What's wrong with you?

You haven't surprised me in seven years,
but today you're making up for it.

Yes, something happened. I'm different.
I almost killed him.

- I don't mind prison, I mind you being with him.
- Well, let's go. That guy is disgusting.

- Where's your shoe?
- I don't know, I don't care. Let's go.

- What about you, are you going to Paris?
- I'll do what you want.

I'll sleep outside his house.
I want to stay with you.

Sure. All promises and then nothing.
Ridiculous. Come on, now.

- Rather sad. You don't understand me.
- How don't I understand?

I'm the man you love,
and a psychologist, I understand.

I'm not a psychologist, I don't know,
if she loves me, but I understand her more.

- Let's go, we've got nothing else to do here.
- Medication. Thanks.

- I'll be waiting. Call me to give me hope.
- She doesn't want to hear from you anymore, and neither do I.

Your medication.

- Thank you. - Wait, I'll take a picture.
- I'll be sure. Grab your stuff and get out of here.

Where is it?
You put it here.

- And my tripod?
- Come on.

Too bad, we could have split up.

If they assassinated him,
I'd have the package and you'd have the half.

He'll call, I'm sure.
Something's happened.

We're here, put on your hood.

- You need a man to keep an eye on you, man.
- That's what this is all about.

- Give me the rifle.
- Don't move or I'll throw it out the window.

- Poor guy, you've had a good time for those two hours.
- Get out of there. They'll see you and blow you away.

You called my wife,
got hit in the head...

- Be careful, it's loaded.
- What? The rifle is loaded.

- Is that all you're going to say?
- It's important.

Wolf put you to sleep and drugged you.
You're shaking. You've got it.

- Yeah, you've been bothering me for two hours...
- Stay back!

Come on, shoot.
What are you waiting for? Just press.

If you try to break down the door,
I'll throw it out the window.

Clear the roadblock!

- Dear Jean, fate is playing tricks on us.
- Open the door and get out!

- No, I'm attached to you.
- Attached to what? Our friendship.

- You saved me, and now I'm saving you.
- I'm not a friend, I wanted to kill you.

But he won't. You wouldn't kill me.
It's easy to kill someone you don't know.

But to kill a man with whom
...you've been through what you and I have?

- It was the worst time of my life.
- Mine, too.

But then we got over it
and something rare was created.

Okay, if we're friends,
let me do my job.

I'm not gonna let you do something like that.

It's my job.
I'm getting paid for it, damn it!

It's not a job to kill a man.
Start taking pictures.

It's as exciting as hunting,
but much more humane.

The people I work for don't joke.
If I don't do my job, they'll kill me.

- Not in Meudon.
- What?

I'll take you to Meudon. They won't find you there.
I have a comfortable bed there.

- What did I do to you? Why are you punishing me?
- I'm not punishing you, I'm trying to help you.

That'll be the same.
What did I do to you?

You saved my life, my friend.

That's her.

- That's me. Can we meet in town?
- Hold on. That's her.

Hello?

Go ahead and talk.

That's what you wanted, isn't it?
What are you crazy? They'll hang up!

You don't answer that one,
you died for.

I'm your friend and you're killing me?

She'll call again and no one will hurt you.
I'm your friend and I'll protect you.

- Give me the gun.
- There's a cop in the closet. No, two.

I heard you, I know you're not together.
Give it to me, I'll handle it.

- There is a penalty for that.
- Less than murder. Let's get out of here.

You're both under arrest.

This doesn't look good.

- You don't have to worry.
- I can't breathe in this hood.

- Calm down.
- Calm down, how easy.

Let's go!

Randoni? Randoni, okay?

I took a bullet in the ass.

Pardon me.

- You idiot.
- I didn't do it on purpose.

You idiot.

It shot itself.
I'm gonna go get something. Don't move.

- Get out of here.
- I won't leave you here, you're bleeding to death.

If you stay, they'll think,
you're a cop. Go away, Pignone.

I'm just gonna treat you and then I'll go.

So, let's just stop the bleeding
and we'll be fine.

The hotel is surrounded,
come out with your hands up.

You made the mistake of a lifetime.

If we're sentenced together,
we'll go to the same prison.

Maybe I can convince them
and put us in the same cell.