"The model's on a scale of 1/25, but has to be imagined life-size." "The walls will be lined with insulation." "Lighting will be permanent." "No switches." "I'll also have a mechanism to slowly rotate the whole." "So while I'm sleeping, when my brain's stopped, my body still moves." "The brain doesn't stop during sleep, Mr Keller." "Just a manner of speaking." "But how'd you define it?" "Is it a cell?" "A shelter?" "A crypt, perhaps?" "As it doesn't exist," "I don't know what you'd call it." "A way of shutting out the world, no?" "Maybe..." "In any case, the world..." "Yes?" "The world?" "So, what's your motivation for this work?" "I can't do anything else." "And, the modules, in particular..." "Why white?" "I dunno, I like white." "I like silence, things well done." "Outside, I find all is dirty, mediocre." "There, you could gaze at the wall for days, and after, maybe talk." "It might be possible." "If beauty comes we need a place to greet it." "If we don't prepare nothing can happen." "That's more or less what I've always done." "I used to enclose objects in white-painted boxes, wrapped in cotton-wool." "Now I'm sick of boxes." "I want something big." "In which to put what?" "Something beautiful." "Bruno!" "What the hell is this?" "Don't take my plastic for your fucking car." "What's this fucking mess?" "What should rot outside." "Not my stuff!" "Are you crazy?" "That's the best of furniture!" "Top quality workmanship!" "They don't make furniture like that anymore." "I hope not." "Hope not..." "Open this door." "Bruno!" "Mind your tongue!" "That was my father's furniture, made to measure, saved hard for." "So put it back where it fucking belongs!" "You're eating late." "Yeah, a lot of work." "Don't want to know how your father is?" "Need the bag?" " What?" " Can I take it?" "What's all this?" "Might I know what's going on?" "Nothing." "I just changed my mind." "I was getting pissed off with the models." "And so?" "So, nothing." "This'll be my third-year project." "But I'd just like to... add one last little touch..." "It'll be called:" ""Wet Summer, Wet Paint"!" "Did you ask for permission to do this?" "Where'll your classmates work?" " Dunno." " You don't know." "Are you out of your mind, or what?" "You just cleared their work out without..." "Listen, Bruno, this may be a "Fine Arts" school, but that's just not on." "Already, you swan in and out as you like." "You prepare projects and then you..." "I what?" "My idea's still the same." "Sorry, but we can't let you do just anything." "This isn't just anything." "Look, if you continue, they'll expel you." "You understand?" "Yeah, I understand." "You're not alone." "I'm through." "I'm outta here." "You don't have to take it like that." "I'm out, that's what you want." "We never asked you... to be... a model pupil." "I'm outta here, that way everyone'll be happy!" "It's a put-on." "You like it too much." "A put-on?" "I've no money, no home, no one to help me..." "Call that a put-on?" "I don't know what to say..." "Maybe it's better that way." "But if you need money, I may have a solution." "Landscape gardening, a bit of interior decoration..." "Pays well..." "But it's up to you." "I can put in a word." "Enough!" "That's enough!" "Where's the furniture?" "What furniture?" "What'd you do with it?" "That furniture had to be taken apart to get it in there, now where is it?" "Yeah, I know the story." "Now get off my back." "Don't piss me about, Bruno." "If you sold that furniture I'll call the cops." "Fuck and damn!" "To hell with your furniture!" "It sucked, made me wanna puke." "You little shit!" "Little shit!" "I want you outta here." "Do you hear me?" "I want you fucking out, as of tomorrow!" "Who'll put me out, you?" "Me, and the cops, if need be." "Cheers." "You swine!" "Take that back!" "You take it back!" "Let me go, you bastard, all you can do is hit!" "Know what I did with your lousy jewelry?" "Me and Raymond went whoring!" "We had our dicks sucked by a prize hooker!" "Bastard!" "Know what it means to suck dick?" " You pig!" " Filthy bitch!" "What's going on?" "You shut it, brother-in-law!" "Get back in your room." "Do you hear that slut?" "The fucking nerve!" "This here is my home." "You don't like, beat it!" " No, I don't like it." " Then ship out!" "I don't like it one bit!" "Pick that up!" "Shut your fucking mouth, crazy bitch!" "Yeah, beat it!" "The Keller brothers, two bloody alcoholics!" "So who'd want you, bitch?" "You stink of drink!" "It was me who started this?" "Who was picked out of the gutter at 4 a.m.?" "Who was it?" "Who?" "You bloody drunks!" "She hits the sauce at nine every morning!" "What's your fucking brat up to now?" "I'm out of here!" "I'm leaving!" "Go ahead and fucking leave, bitch!" "I'll go get the cops, you hear?" "That's what I'll do." "April 1992" "My name is Elise Gardet, I'm 7 years old." "My name is Elise Gardet, I'm 7 years old." "Follow the light with your eyes." "That's right." " Are you ready?" " Yes." "So tell me about that day." "Where are you?" "I'm in my room." "Follow the light with your eyes." "You're in your room?" "Yes." "Your mom, is she with you?" "No." "So tell me what you see." "I see his car..." "It's blue." "No, red." "It's red." "Red?" "Are you sure?" "Yes, red." "Stay with that." "Is he there?" "Yes." "He's come inside?" "What's he doing?" "I don't know." "He's shouting." "Do you know why he's shouting?" "Breathe deeply." "What's happening now?" "Where are you?" "In the corridor." "Stay with that." " What are you doing?" " I'm hiding." "Where?" "In your room?" "No, in the bathroom." "What are you feeling?" "Are you hot, cold?" "No..." "And the man, can you see him?" "What's he doing?" "I don't remember." "Concentrate, Elise." "He's crying." "He's crying?" "Yes." "Stay with that." "And then?" "He left." "She's better." "More attentive, willing too, but it'll be long." "I know." "How do you intend..." "Think you'll have enough time to devote to her?" "If you feel you need to talk, any fears, questions, whatever, feel free." "It's important to talk, because it's important for Elise." "And for me, to make progress." "Yes, I understand." "I thank you." "But I'm okay..." "So far, I'm bearing up." "Fine." "I also wanted to say, though this doesn't depend on you..." "But as long as the killer is at large" "Elise won't rest easy." "You understand?" " Had any news about the..." " Yes." "The target was a certain Doctor Gardet." "Gardet?" "Like you?" "He lives quite near us, I even went to see him." "Yes, I know..." "A shady doctor, say the cops." "Bogus prescriptions, a lot of cash..." "I've a PhD in nuclear physics, so I put "Doctor" in the directory." "The cops reckon the murderer mixed us up." "Obviously some junkie." "It seems so..." "You don't know what it's like." "No one does." "Those who haven't been through it just don't know." " I think I can imagine." " You can't." "I too lost the woman I loved in difficult circumstances." " But I didn't come to talk of..." " They suspected me." "So, you're my alibi?" "Didn't picture you like that." " How then?" " I don't know." "I thank you for what you've done." "If you'd not seen me on the train that day..." "You'd have done the same for me." "No, you saw me, but I'd never have noticed you." "I take that train every day and..." "Seems I've still a lot to learn." "No, it's nothing." "Don't let such things get to you." "I think your daughter wants you." "Number 1." "Okay, number 2." "Number 4." "Again." "It's him." "Number 1?" "No, it's him..." "He's the same." "Who's the same?" "Who's the same, pet?" "He's the same." "This is pointless." "Happy?" "Now what?" "What else can we do?" " That's enough!" " There, see?" "It's easy to know who she is." "Dead easy." "11 YEARS LATER" "I think it's better like that." "I'll remove the hook." "Yes, that's nice." " Very nice." "Like it?" " Yes, lovely." "How is that?" "Elise?" "Elise!" "Could you fetch madam the beige ones?" "How's that?" "A little higher." "And there?" "A bit higher on the right." "Don't move." "Did you do the photos?" "No, just the hanging." "Like it?" "What's your name?" "My name's Elise Gardet." "I'm 18 years old." "Can I call you?" "Okay." "Who's speaking?" "I can't hear you." " "Is Elise there?"" " Who's speaking?" " "Is she there or not?"" " What for?" "Who are you?" "Are you calling from that car?" "Who are you?" "What're you doing?" " Waiting for the bus." " Nonsense, I saw you." "Three buses have already passed!" "Really?" "Still here in 5 minutes I'll call the police." "Go ahead, call them." "I will, I'm warning you." "Why don't you just piss off?" "This is your local police..." "Hello, Police." "Anne..." "Why do you feel constantly watched?" " Is she asleep?" " Yes." "I really love her, you know." "I know." "I feel watched, because someone's always watching." "You must stop thinking that." "He won't return." "Not 11 years after." "He's most likely dead of an overdose." "Yes, true." "Him, perhaps." "But the others?" "What others?" "For years, Anne believed the killer would return." "For me." "To look for me." "She trusted no one." "She chose my school, my friends, what I should read, watch, eat." "She says men are dangerous and that I'm fragile." "But I'm sick of it, sick of being protected, of not being allowed to forget." "I met him yesterday." "For him, I'm not a victim, a child to be protected," "I'm simply there." "I am as I am and that's enough for him." "For me, that's all that matters." "Anne thinks I meet Marion at lunchtimes." "If she knew I were seeing him, God knows what she might do." "It's beautiful." "Yeah, it's nice." "But don't look at what's in it." "You need to see it empty." "For the light, the space, all this whiteness." "When it's empty, I'll be here." "Why are you doing that?" "Yesterday, he took me up Castle Hill." "He told me each tree is a world and between each world, lies water." "That one day he'd teach me to swim between the trees." "Taking his hand, he was trembling." "He said it wasn't death which scared him but that glut of bodies in the earth, which the earth doesn't want." "Sunday again." "Stuck at home again." "Bored again." "Thought a lot of Bruno." "All the time." "Of what he said to me." "I was proud, vain and dumb..." "That's all." "I felt I was succeeding, yet I was fucking up my life." "I only realize that now." "Why did I do that?" "Why did I have to tag "Doctor" onto my name?" "You think it's normal I still feel guilty?" "Anyone'd feel guilty in your situation." "Like it or not, it was you who led that man to your home." "You led him there." "So, call it vanity, arrogance, whatever you will... your wife is dead, and that..." "Where our acts lead, we know not." "If we did, we'd do nothing." "But as that's no solution, we get up, we do, only each time striving to be a bit more careful." "We reflect, try to behave correctly." "Avoiding the seven deadly sins?" "Why not?" "Perhaps." "In any case, a tragedy like this shows us why Vanity is one of them." "Don't you think?" "Your daughter's asleep." "Is she staying?" "Okay." "He said he'd a place for me in his project." "I think those were his words." "What're you doing?" "Not well?" "Why's everyone leaving?" "Whose place is this?" "Belongs to Italians." "Folks with money to burn." "They only use it 2 months a year." "What a waste!" "Why don't you use it?" "You have the keys." "I would, if I were you." "Finished up at the shop?" "Yeah." "This door will be walled over, to put shelving here, here..." "I'm no stone mason." "And shelves will look dead ugly." "Should leave these walls empty." "Sorry, Bruno, but no one asked you." "The owners want this walled up, so that's that." "Are you listening?" "Easy does it!" "That's it." "Right, heave away!" "Kamel, bring the truck!" "So are you doing this job?" "Yes or no?" "You sleep naked now?" "You're pathetic..." "Dress, you'll be late." "She knows it's you." "Who?" "In the shop." "She says you're a dirty thief." "Why dirty?" "I'm not dirty." "Even if you were, it'd be all the same to me." "Perfect." "No, Elise, don't get in!" "It's filthy inside." "I'm not walking home." "Come on, out!" " It's not my car." " I'm cold, I wanna go home." " Come on." " I'm late!" "It's not mine, we'll take the bus." "Come on!" "Kamel?" "Sorry, didn't know you were here." "Bruno, what're you doing here?" "I came by to work." " But I'll be on my way." " What's going on?" " You've no business here." " Sorry..." "I just felt like working." "Up you go." "I'll be off." "Have you stolen something?" "No, nothing." "I just came by to work." "Then let me pass." "Let go of me!" "Just go back upstairs." "Back upstairs, please..." "Please, go back up." "Let go of me..." "Go upstairs." "I'm leaving." "Sorry, mustn't touch that." "Where'd you spring from?" "Verdier asked me to seal this off." "I'm working here." "I'll do it." "Don't leave shit lying around!" "No sweat, I'll tidy it." "Bastard." " "Anne?"" " Any news?" "I called Verdier, for his number." "But she's not answering." "Know where she is?" " I can't talk, he's here." " "At your place?"" " Been rummaging in my room?" " Call you back." "So, what gives?" "We go?" "Can't wait for that bitch all night." "She say anything to you?" "No, nothing." "That motor outside, is it yours?" "Yeah." "And you've no idea where Verdier's got to?" "No, no idea." "Not the slightest idea where she's got to?" "No, I dunno." "If you see her, tell her we're here Thursday." "We'll finish, but she has to pay." "No, I can't." "I can't right now." "I tried to call you all day." "Where were you?" "Okay, call you back tomorrow." "Me too." "Has she called since she left?" "No, she doesn't want to talk to me." "End of story." "And the little one?" "I think she's okay." "Not sure she's realized." "What'd she say when she left?" "Did she mention divorce, or..." "You think a man can make amends and have a second chance in life?" "I want to talk to Elise." "Well you won't." "Nor see her, she'll not leave here." "The police have been informed." "Elise?" " Yes, Serge Navoni." " "Who's speaking?"" "Tell him it's about Elise." "Elise who?" "Which Elise?" "Hand me over to him, he knows." "What are you on about?" "Who is this?" "Okay..." "I get the picture..." "What's his name again?" "Navoni." "Serge Navoni." "Lives near Antibes." "How do you know?" "Looked in the phone-book." "I called, got his wife." "Can you believe that?" "Anne, please..." "What'd she be doing with some married guy from Antibes?" "Stop imagining things." "I spoke to Elise." "Just have to trust her." "Fine, as you wish..." "It's not him." "Let her sweet-talk you if you like." " You think I imagined that prowler?" " I guess not." "You guess..." "My poor darling..." "You just don't realize." "I know." "I've seen so many sick things in my work." "Married men, like this Navoni." "Fathers capable of doing to children..." "Okay, I know." "That'll do!" "You have to stop hurting yourself." "Why not consider what I said?" "Could be interesting work, it'd make a change." "What?" "Now?" "If I leave the house, she can bring him back here!" "Noticed how she dresses lately?" "No, how?" "Has she told you of her latest craze?" "Wants to be a waitress!" "Maybe that's why she dresses like a whore." "Perhaps that's enough." "Don't you think?" "It's as if you were happy she's not here." "It makes you so very happy?" "Of course..." "I'm now the wicked step-mother." "The spiteful shrew." "You're my whole life, you know that." "I'm sorry, I got carried away." "Didn't have time to call David." "Can you?" "If you've time, go see him." "I already called him." "David depresses me." "They'll spend their time drooling over her." "Who?" "Those men, in that bar." "Right, let's go." "She's no longer a child, you must accept that." "I have..." "It isn't difficult." "Accept what?" "Her doing just anything with anyone?" "That I let just anyone fuck her?" "Don't ever say that again!" "Understand?" "Give me that." "Could at least say goodbye!" "Stay with me." "I found you, I'm keeping you." "No, not now." "I have to go." "I gotta go." "See you tomorrow." " Where?" " Here." "At 5 o'clock." "David?" "Get out of there!" "Wake up..." "I don't believe this..." "I don't believe this!" "David Lamblin told you his wife had left him." "Did he tell you why?" "No, not really." "Guess they'd drifted apart." "Such is life." "You should ask my husband." "They were close friends?" " They were friends." " Since when?" "It'd be 11 years in July." "When Béatrice Gardet died..." "Before her murder, she and your husband, did he... ever speak about their relationship at that time?" "Sure, but what's the connection with David's suicide?" "They didn't get on." "Such is life." "Such is life?" "Nothing more?" "And David?" "Did he ever speak of her?" "Of who, Béatrice?" "No, never." "He'd have had no reason to." "Your husband ever mention letters he may have found?" "At the time of his wife's murder?" "Letters to Béatrice Gardet." "Love letters, you know?" "No, nor what you're getting at." "And your step-daughter, Elise, how old was she then?" "Seven." "I really don't want to talk about that." "Those letters, maybe she found them." "You know how kids are." "Yes, I do." "Maybe we could ask her?" "You'll do nothing of the sort!" "Why is that?" "She's still too fragile to revisit that." "And I really don't see the point of this!" "David commits suicide and you come asking me about letters 15 years ago to my husband's ex-wife." "It's beyond me!" "Then let us explain." "Really?" "Explain what?" "Your husband and his first wife," "Béatrice... weren't getting along." "Not at all." " She had a lover." " David Lamblin." "He and Béatrice..." "Yet it seems the lovers weren't getting on either." "It seems, he murdered her." "That's impossible!" "David was on the train with Richard!" "He even came forward as a witness..." "You're talking nonsense." "He wasn't on the train that day." "He'd gone to his mistress's to retrieve his letters." "He went there and murdered her." "That's how it happened." "You never wondered, suspected anything?" "Last week, he confessed to his wife." "That's why she left." "She got scared." "Ask your husband about the letters..." "You never know." "Will you be alright?" "Anne?" "What'd they say?" "What's going on?" "Nothing." "I don't feel like talking." "Forgive me..." "Forgive me." "I know what you think of me." "Don't think I don't see." "But that's over, it'll all work out." "We'll make up, you and I." "We'll talk, I'll talk..." "I've things to tell you." "So much to tell you." "I know that sometimes I've been..." "But it'll be alright now, it'll be alright..." "We'll talk." "I'll talk to you." "I've a lot to say." "And you'll listen." "And I'll be there..." "I'll always be there." "We'll talk." "Right now?" "Yes, now." "Why?" "It's just that..." "I promised Marion that..." "You're going out?" "I'm going out..." "But I'll be back." "And tomorrow we'll be together." "Just the two of us." "We'll have time to talk." "Okay?" "I can't take any more." "What'd you say?" "Nothing." "You okay?" "Yes." "Wanted to say something?" "No." "Anne!" "This isn't funny." "I know you're there, open up!" "Anne, do you hear me?" "Open this door!" "My Little Bo Peep..." "My Little Bo Peep..." "Open this fucking door!" "Elise?" "Don't like my singing?" "Answer me!" "My Little Bo Peep..." "Where to find them?" "Why didn't you answer my calls?" "To hell with you and your damn family!" "Go fuck yourself!" "Hello?" "Anne?" "What's going on?" "Anne?" "Are you there?" " What's going on?" " "Nothing, just that guy..."" "that Navoni, he doesn't stop harassing me." "Hold on, what'd he say?" "Who?" "What do you mean, who?" "You just told me." "What's that noise?" "Dad!" "Can you hear me?" "It's nothing, it's just... roadwork, all day..." "It's so annoying." " "What's up?" "Want I come home?"" " No, no..." " "Are you okay?"" " Yeah..." "I have to go." "What's happening about David?" "Have they set a date for the funeral?" "I can't hear you very well." " I'm going to hang up." " Dad!" " "How's Elise taking it?"" " Can you hear me?" " "Can I speak to her?"" " No, she's in the bath." "I have to bring her a towel." "We'll call you later." "I'll call you." "Kiss her for me." "Kiss you..." "Kiss you..." "Bye..." "Anne!" "Open this door!" "She must be dozing downstairs." "She's been drinking all day." "Come and get me out of here." "I'll drop the keys out the window, into the garden." "You'll find them." "I'm in here." " Where is she?" " She's sleeping." "She's asleep." "My name is Elise Gardet, his name is Bruno, and I'm taking off with him." "You hear?" "I'm outta here." "Bruno..." "I'm scared, slow down!" "Sure we've the right to be here?" "Yeah, don't worry." "Whose house is this?" "You work here, is that it?" "You had the keys and..." "It's a bit empty, no?" "Bruno..." "It hurts." "Don't move." "Just a little longer." " Bruno..." " I know." "So what do we do?" "You never tell me anything." "Never let me out of your sight..." "That's not how it ought to be." "Bruno!" " Don't come out here." " I gotta go see Anne." "What?" "I called home." "No one answered, I'm worried." "What have you done?" "Why'd you do that?" "I just called home." "I wanted to know if..." "Why do you want to see her?" "This sudden urge to see your step-mother?" "I have to go home." "I'll come right back." "No way, you stay here with me!" "Why?" "'Cos you said you'd never return to that "madhouse"!" "So why now?" "You're staying here with me!" "What are you doing?" "You're not leaving here!" "You're ridiculous..." "Totally ridiculous." "Fuck you!" "Bruno?" "My name is Elise Gardet and I'm real." "My name is Elise Gardet and I'm alive." "My name is Elise Gardet and I'm real." "My name is Elise Gardet and I'm alive..." "I'm alive." "Try not to move." "I'll go get help." "Don't get anyone." "Stay with me." "I promise, I'll come back." "I'll come back." "Please stay." "I'll be back." "We'll send an ambulance." "Stay calm." "Know who lives here?" "Vaguely..." "But they only come in summer." " What's up?" " Sure there's no one?" "Yes, I'm sure." "Mustn't stay here, Miss." "Miss?" "Can you go upstairs?" "Please..." "I didn't take her seriously." "I thought she was... imagining things." "She was always very..." "But this prowler you mentioned... this Navoni, did you know him?" "No..." "He had some grudge against my wife." "And I haven't been around a lot of late." "And you?" "You never saw him?" "Fine." "Yes." "Once..." "I saw him drive past the house." "Help!" "Help me!" "Police!" "Subtitles:" "Peter Leonard" "Subtitling:" "C.M.C." " Paris"