"VITAL SIGNS" "Look at me." "Need a hand?" " No." "Hello." " Hi." "Why couldn't they warn me ahead of time?" "It happened very quickly." "She may not have had time." "But it was very peaceful." "That' isn't always the case." "You know you may see her one last time?" "See her body." " Here?" "At the morgue." "It can help with grieving..." " No, I'll be alright." "The funeral will be on Friday." "Do I need to sign anything?" "Papers?" "Or can I just go?" "Would you like to meet with Nathalie?" "Who's Nathalie?" "Our psychologist." "Why?" "To talk about all this." "Do you like this?" "I, the undersigned, Juliette Léger, maiden name Sévigny, born Oct. 27th 1937, bequeath all my belongings to Simone Léger." "What's the date on that?" "When she..." "Uh..." "Oct. 2nd." "This year?" " Yes." "She came here?" "No, I went there." "She had me come to the care facility." "She was very proud of you, you know?" "Cheers." "To Juliette Léger, born..." "Sévigny." "Who leaves behind a beloved grand-daughter... and..." "No one." "And her future husband." "Hello Mrs. Girandau." "How are..." "Awful, thanks." "Don't fret on my account." "I'm Nathalie St-Onge, a psychologist." "Hello." "How's the new car in snow?" "Hello Simone." " Hi." "So everything is much the same as last weekend," "But we have a new patient today." "Her name is Mrs. Girandau." "Dr. Richard's saying her hip is in bad shape." "She's completely lucid." "She's getting 80mg of morphine on a patch and there's no pain." "But she's quite anguished." "Yes, and the family seems completely exhausted." "Is she religious?" "I don't think so." "That reminds me..." "Father Duchesne had another heart attack." "They may have nobody coming this week, so, among the volunteers are there any adherents?" "Who prays?" "Who go to church?" "Sure or simply someone who has faith or a rapport with God, or is comfortable talking about it." "Uh..." "Micheline." "She's here on weekends." "O.K." "Lucette Mireault." "We'll need to take a decision..." "She's been here 16 weeks." "There you go." "Call if you need anything, O.K.?" "Enjoy your meal." "Ah." "I know that one." " We saw it in New York." "It' s beautiful isn't it?" "Bath time." "Leave me alone and screw the baths!" "Would you take the books, Simone?" "Thank you." "Ahh, no, no, no!" "You're not putting your hands up my ass." "Someone here gets paid to do that." "It's alright, Simone." "You can leave." "Just come back later." "That damn soap stinks." "C'mon, that's your brand." "Too hot?" "Fuck, I can't believe this." "One feels better after, no?" "O.K. enough." "I'm clean." "Now for the bottom part." "I'm not dirty dammit!" "I didn't move from here!" "I'll bet...this." "Ah, thanks." "Well!" "I think I can call that." "I suppose." "So Simone?" "You fell for it?" "Take me my room?" " Sure, our private suites." "Help me a little." " Lise!" "Marvel at these curves, such beauty!" "A tiny pillow for your head..." "You'll be fine Mrs. Mireault?" "I'll be right back." "Call if there's anything, O.K.?" "I'll be back." "I'd want you to give me a massive dose while I slept." "Without warning, so I can go without knowing." "I can't do that." "If it's too painful, we can talk to Dr. Richard, so he'll adjust your medication." "You smell of fries." "Your ears stick out more than before." "You have grey hairs." "Oh really?" "Your head's swollen since starting at Harvard?" "You're a dick!" "I'll massage this big brain, so it goes back to normal." "You always come back to me." "You don't tell me anything." "So I have to find things out." "Find out what?" "I want to know all of it." "What you do every day." "I want to know why you don't return to Boston." "I want to know who you give everything to." "What is it now?" "You nuts?" "We're not together, Boris!" "I don't owe you anything." "Sure you do." "When you start up a relationship, you do owe them something." "When will you introduce me to your lover?" "What?" "When will I meet your lover?" "News gets around fast here." "He's not really my lover." "Not your lover?" "No." "Not really." "So I have a chance with you?" "Seriously, could I meet him?" "He doesn't have time." "No time?" "What does he do?" "He writes music." "He writes music no one will ever hear." "Why are you with him then, if you don't believe in him?" "That's it." "I'm not really with him." "So then I have a chance with you?" "You're wasting precious time." "Sure, you have an outside chance." "What was your occupation?" "Cement." "What?" " Cement." "Construction." "Ah, construction." "Yes Ma'am, and you?" "Why are you among the dying?" "Honestly, you're the best company I know." "I wonder what I can possibly offer you." "You're alive, and as long as we're not dead, we need courtesies from the living." "Are you religious?" "Yes." "Yes, I'm a believer." "But above all, I have faith." "What's wrong?" "Not into it, that's all." "Those were your friends." "We shouldn't have left." "I don't know who my friends are." "If they were my friends, I'd be with them, playing." "Hadn't you quit smoking that?" "Yeah, I'm amazing at it." "I've quit at least 12 times." "Play some piano." "Please." "It's night time." "Neighbours won't dig it." "Put them on this." "You should pick more sensible shoes." "And you?" "You walk like a lumberjack with your big shoes." "I had an accident when I was little." "Poor dear." "What kind of accident?" "May I take a look?" "It looks alright." "I know bones well." "What kind of accident?" "Car." "A serious wreck?" "With deaths?" "Mrs. Perrin!" " It's alright." "O.K. This one's done." "Morphine..." "Mireault..." "She gets 5..." "Does the morphine kill them bit by bit?" "Of course with terminal ones, some arrive with weak hearts." "Strong doses can finish them off." "But generally, the body quickly adjusts and, that's not what kills them." "You saw that she refused all drugs right to the end?" "She never complained." "How do you deal with patients who want to die?" "Tough question." "Yes, but it must come up here often." "I'd tell you that... there are as many answers as different ailments and patients." "Meaning you consider it..." "Sometimes?" "Yes." "Yes I think about it." "A caregiver shouldn't have to carry the burden of such a question." "Seems it's too heavy a load, no?" "It's too big." " Then again, it's not a public matter." "It's not for the law to decide either." "If it must be decided, it should be in private, among people who know each other closely." "And with a doctor who truly knows the body and soul." "You took so long to get here today." "Yes I know..." "Tomorrow I'll set out earlier." "Stop that please." "What's wrong?" "Let go of my hand, it hurts." "I just want it to be over." "Don't say that..." "There's always hope." "Enough with your platitudes." "No, no, no, Simone!" "Please stay." "Don't leave me alone with Two-Face." "Seems to me these moments belong between you." "Oh sure." "Maybe you have things to say privately." "Like the fact he'll spend Christmas with his mistress?" "It's cliché." "Like bad theatre." "Jonathan's father was no better." "There's no danger that he'll come to say goodbye." "Aging isn't so dramatic." "That's not it." "It's a farce." "I have no idea what will happen." "Look at me for a second." "Look at me a little." "Because it hurts, understand?" "Simone!" "Open up." "I know you're there." "Simone." "Open up!" "Meet my boyfriend Steve." "Nice to meet you." "Cute little dog." "What's its name?" "Cashew." " Ah, hello Cashew." "You dance, Miss?" "No, I don't dance." "Are you sure?" " Uh..." "Yes." "Mrs. Ducharme, I hope you won't refuse me." "Hmm, O.K." "You don't seem too sure." "Third choice is not so flattering." "I only have eyes for you!" "...it'll be complicated." "You'll have to take care of it." "Call people." "Stand up to him." "He can't go to his father's..." "His father is allowed to see him..." "No he's not!" "Not unless I'm around!" "Until age 14 he does..." " Not true!" "What for?" "Well, I don't know." "For nothing." "Yes, are you sure this is the right place?" "My mother will be pleased, to see me all cleaned up." "I have nothing to give you." "But I won't forget you when I cross to the other side." "I won't forget you either." "She's stabilized, but not strong at all." "She could die tomorrow, 4 months, a year...don't know." "Her acute pain phase seems to be finished." "She won't survive another move, not again." "But in a nursing home she'd have support." "She has no one." "What are her wishes?" "Nothing very specific." "I think she just wants to die." "We'll have to release her and refer her to other care." "Ah?" "That's strange..." "Weird..." "Hey, Mr. St-Louis!" "Go get something." "Mr. St-Louis can... turn around, slowly, this way please." "It'll be alright, Mrs. Mireault." "You can go." "Can I do it?" "No." "Non-employees can't do my work." "Hey, hey, hey..." "Stop kidding me." "You woke me up at 6 A.M. to come and get you." "Take me to your bed." "See what that does to me?" "Simone." "What are you doing with Mrs. Mireault's things?" "She had no one." "Her file?" "Did you look at it?" "Yes." "It was you?" "She did it." "She decided." "You realize I could have asked for an autopsy?" "I didn't do anything." "I just let her believe that I had intervened." "It allowed her to let go..." "I think." "You don't mess with these things." "Shit!" " Hello." " Hi." "Want a drink?" " Yes." "Here." "I think I'll go, Boris." "Call me back on my cell." "O.K." "What are you doing, Simone?" "You don't even get paid." "You're not studying, you give them your all." "You don't get it." "There's a rare intimacy shared with someone who's about to die." "What?" "You mean you also have sex with your old folks?" "You're an idiot!" "Hey!" "Whoa." "What's your problem?" "Céline..." "It's Simone." "Jonathan..." "I have to relay what your mother told me, before leaving." "We can go to the lounge if you like." "Would you like anything to drink?" "Your mother she told me she'd never abandon you." "She wanted to apologize and say she'll always watch over you." "She'd protect..." " My mother would never say that." "The words would hurt her mouth too much." "You must be damn lonely to make up these stories." "How's it going?" "You're alone?" "The things you wanted are here." "You're sure there's nothing else for me?" "Take whatever you want." "O.K., you're still pretending you don't need anything?" "And if I did, what would you do?" "I'd be there." "I am here." "Sure you're here...talking." "But what do you do, Boris?" "Nothing." "You're still in the same place you were at 18." "So what qualifies as "doing something" for you?" "Having diplomas?" "Wow." "Wearing your Harvard hoodie at the gym?" "What is it?" "Disowning where you're from?" "Spitting on those beneath you?" "Marrying a rich American in a boring life and city?" "Dying of boredom with a dried-up heart, but successful?" "Sounds fun." " Your contempt is easy." "Deep down you're afraid." "You're a coward, Boris." "You won't stand up for yourself." "Oh that's right, sorry." "You're so straight and tall you don't see or feel." "Yes, I do feel." "You have to feel others' death to live an experience." "I feel." " What do you feel?" "I'm curious." "I feel pity." "I pity you." "Ask for my help!" "Ask me to lift you up." "Ask me to lift you up!" "Ask me for help." "I'm sorry to ask this..." "But it'd be better if you didn't return to the care center." "Ask for the autopsy." "I didn't do it." "I did nothing." " It's not only that." "Those who couldn't set foot in hospices have one kind of problem." "But people who spend all their time there, to excess might have a problem also." "What will you tell Pénélope and Mrs. Perrin?" "You can still say goodbye." "I understand." "It's no small thing for either you or them." "Nor trivial for me either." "Simone?" "There is a lockbox, and in this lockbox, rests a heart, a broken heart," "And from this heart, this tarnished heart, a light..." "has escaped." "It will lift itself up, and shine, very brightly, very brightly..." "It became clear, only at midnight, strolling on the ice." "Setting silence, on this night," "A snowflake face to face." "Snow and wind, at Cape Midnight, suddenly adrift." "Snow and wind, at Cape Midnight, suddenly revealed." "Forgive me." "Forgive me, Simone." "Forgive me." "It's Simone." "Simone Léger." "We've played cards together." "I'm no damn cheater!" "I have cheated." "I cheated quite often, finally." "Ah!" "Simone." "I came to say goodbye." "Because I'm returning to finish school in the U.S." "Ah yes." "I think that..." "I think I will die soon." "Is it worrying you?" "I'd have liked for it to continue longer." "Au revoir." "Until tomorrow." "Until tomorrow." "Subtitling:" "CNST, Montreal (eunoia KG revision)"