All language subtitles for Complices 2009 - comp

PARTNERS

May the year ahead

be kind and pleasant to you...

Happy birthday...

- Go on, darling!
- Nina!

- You seem well.
- I'm fine, yes.

That's family life for you.

I closed the deal with
the pharmaceutical company.

- Your hair...
- What about it?

- Do you dye it?
- I didn't think you'd notice.

- Is it to please Laurence?
- It's...

Plotting something?

What?

Yes, hi.

When?

I'm on my way.

Herv�...

I've met someone.

Why are you telling me now?

Because I need to talk about it.

Listen, I have to get going.

- Thank everyone for me.
- Okay.

Hi.

A ranger found the body.

He's been in the water all night.

- How are you, Bianchini?
- How are you?

Hi. How long has he been dead?

Less than 24 hours.

Clear marks of strangulation.

Some scratches.

What's that stain?

Hard to tell. Blood, maybe.

It looks like it.

I'll confirm it later.

Vincent Bouvier, born in
Saint-Etienne on 25 December 1989.

Call the station
for identification.

Get me his parents' address.

I wonder if he has a police record.

- Are you listening?
- Yes.

Hi, it's Bianchini...

A silver bracelet, Indian style.

It's quite deep.

Probably caused by a blunt
object like a baseball bat.

So you got what you
wanted? Are you done?

YOUR NICE ARSE READY FOR ANYTHING?
UP TO THE CLIENT. PREFER TO BE ACTIVE

BEARDLESS? YES GOT
A MORE RECENT PIC?

WAIT A SEC...

Excuse me, can I ask a favour?

Yes, sure.

Can you take a picture of me?

It's for a mate who's studying in the
US. I haven't seen him for six months.

- I'll smile, that might be better.
- I think so too.

- Try a more natural smile.
- Wait...

You've distracted me.

That one's good.

- What's your name?
- Rebecca. And yours?

Vincent. Vince to my friends.

I prefer Vincent, I think.

- What are you doing?
- Chill out...

- Let's go.
- What about us?

When can we meet again?

I don't know... Would
you like my phone number?

I'm listening.

0628903053.

Have a sweet for the road.

Last time we saw Vincent
was on Mum's birthday.

Where was he living?

In a mobile home at the
Lavalette caravan park.

Was he working?

He kept things to himself.
A few jobs here and there...

Is his bedroom upstairs?

Can I take a look at it?

Do you know his friends?

Nothing's changed
since he left home.

Hello?

It's Vincent. Vince.

We met earlier at the cyber cafe.

How are you?

I'm fine.

- Know what it's called?
- Yes. Angel hair.

Got you.

- Don't you ever eat savoury food?
- No, I don't.

If it's not dessert,
it makes me sick.

- What do you do?
- What do I do?

I look at you.

I mean for a job, what do you do?

- I work in real estate.
- For an agency?

I work freelance for a friend.

Is it good?

When the market's
strong it pays well.

It's a bit slow right
now but I'm doing well.

- How about you?
- I'm doing well in my HSC.

- What are you doing now?
- No idea.

- Is it your bedtime?
- I didn't say that.

Hi.

- Do you drink wine?
- No, it makes my mouth dry.

I prefer vodka-apple.

I'll get some apple juice.

Here.

- It's my shout.
- No way.

- You did dinner, I do dessert.
- Okay.

- Is this where you live?
- Different, isn't it?

- Especially for someone in real estate.
- It's temporary.

- Do you want a hand?
- No, I'm okay.

I don't get many visitors.

Not now.

I love this design.

You can stay the night if you want.

That should be all right.
My mother's working.

- What does she do?
- She's a long haul air stewardess.

- And your father?
- Never met him.

- You know what we need?
- No?

- A vodka-apple
on ice. - Okay.

But the fridge... there's no ice.

He was ready to leave.

They look very much in love.

There are girl's
products in the bathroom.

Karine, don't touch
anything. We have to call.

The kid must have been killed here.

Look what I've found.

That's at least 4000 euros.

Thank you.

- I can give you a lift.
- No thanks, I'm meeting someone.

- Do I know him?
- No. And neither do I, actually.

We met online. He's a graphic
designer for an ad agency.

We chatted until 3 a. m.
He writes very well.

And now it's a drink,
a lift and a shag.

What's up? Are you jealous?

See you tomorrow.

Bon appetit.

What are you doing here?

That guy was such a moron.

All he did was brag about his
company, his job, his customers...

Not a single question about me.

- Have you eaten?
- No.

Want some?

You probably scared the guy.

- Sorry?
- See how you look?

- All this grey is so austere.
- Is it?

So I look like a granny?

Not at all. It just lacks a
bit of fantasy, that's all.

And you're the king
of fantasy, right?

- Was he your first online date?
- No.

Can we have another
glass, please, Miss?

- Thank you.
- Try this.

I think you look
very classy tonight.

Thank you.

We're colour coordinated.

Bianchini, is he seeing anyone?

- Are you kidding?
- Do I look like I am?

- Idiot...
- No!

That boy's a complete alien to me.

The daily log?

- Good morning.
- Good morning, Commander.

Vincent was arrested
with this hustler.

He works in a sauna now.
40 euros per blow job.

- Can you check on him?
- Sure.

I'm not buying anything.

Police. Good morning.
Can I come in?

- Is your daughter in?
- Rebecca? No.

- Do you know Vincent Bouvier?
- He's her boyfriend.

He was murdered. Strangled.

His body was found
in the Rh�ne river.

He was killed two days ago.

We'd like to talk to your daughter.

I found this note when I got in.

I had no reason to worry.

Mum, I'm fine. Will call soon. Reb.

Can I see her bedroom?

Darling, it's Mum.

Call me back when you
get this. I love you.

Hello, Belen, is Rebecca with you?

Why didn't you call her?

How long has it
been since you heard?

That's incredible...

- Make yourself at home.
- It's my job.

Did you know she smokes pot?

We do it from time
to time. Don't you?

Has she got a job? Has
she got a job or not?

No, I don't think so.

I actually have no idea.

What are you going to do?

First we'll check the hospitals,
the hostels, her high school.

Give me a list of her friends.
Everyone you can think of.

- Hey, how are you?
- Fine.

Rebecca... Thomas.

- Hi, Vincent.
- Hi.

I'll get us some drinks.

Leave me alone for a second.

I was expecting you earlier.

You have two clients
tomorrow and one on Thursday.

You know two of them.

Did you bring the money?

Two tomorrow is too much.

Why? Afraid you'll have
nothing left for your Rebecca?

What's up, what are you on?

Cool, Red Bull...

I'm so thirsty.

That blue's out of
fashion, but I love it.

I love her clothes.

I get great deals. Diesel
denims, 60 euros. Like Diesel?

No, thanks.

Some Marc Jacob tops, very
cheap. Like Marc Jacob?

Enough, Lola.

Relax, handsome, I'm
trying to be nice.

Hi, Karim.

- You're neglecting me.
- You think I'm your whore?

Let's dance.

- What time do you finish?
- One.

Can I pick you up?

- See you tomorrow.
- Sleep well.

- You're still up?
- I couldn't sleep.

- Was it fun?
- Yes.

Invite him for dinner.

- What?
- I'd love to meet him.

You're weird.

You seem serious about him.

But meeting the parents
and stuff isn't my thing.

- Are you in love?
- None of your business.

No need to be so touchy.

- Bye, Belen.
- Yes, bye. Have fun.

How are you?

I've missed you so much.

Bianchini...

- Who's that?
- Vincent's friend.

He left him several voice
messages the day before his death.

How's it going?

He didn't know Vincent was
a rent boy. He's a student.

When did you last see
Rebecca, in or out of school?

I haven't heard from her
for three or four days.

- But she rang you two days ago.
- How do you know that?

We've accessed your mobile data.

I had one message saying she
wanted to see me urgently.

When I'm with my
boyfriend I'm on voicemail.

It's called love.

- And no news since?
- I told you, no.

These bags are
expensive, aren't they?

Sorry?

A Dolce & Gabbana
bag, how much is that?

I don't know. It's a fake.

I know it's illegal.
It's from Rebecca.

Her mother brought it
back from a trip to Asia.

And your shoes? Are they
from Rebecca's mother too?

- Will you help us find her?
- Yes.

- You know she's seeing Vincent?
- Of course.

- Do you know him well?
- Not really.

If you see Rebecca before me, can
you tell her her boyfriend's dead?

What?

And tell her I need to meet her.

Tell me if she
calls you back, okay?

Do it here.

Don't move.

Do you have a mirror?

It could be a client.

A couple with two kids
looking for their dream house.

The shop is closed.

I imagine the perfect family with
a kid crying for her pacifier.

No, I know what it is.

Probably a married man
who likes fucking boys.

Why do you say that?

Is it one of your fantasies?

No.

It's what I do, it's my job.

I don't believe you.
You're having me on.

I'm not having you on.

Thomas organises it
through a website.

I've never worked in real
estate. I lied to you.

Are you angry?

It changes nothing for us.

You're telling me you
prostitute yourself.

That's right.

Men pay me to have sex with them.

Rebecca...

For how long?

Two years.

- Rebecca...
- Stop it.

- I give them pleasure, that's all.
- Do you enjoy it too?

I'm in a different
mode. It's mechanical.

I'm programmed
differently, you see.

Not really.

Rebecca, it's me.

Listen... I didn't
want to lie to you.

I...

I don't want to have secrets,
I want to be with you and...

I love you.

Bianchini, you do the first floor.

Police! ID check.

- What?
- Get dressed. Follow me.

Police! Against the wall.

- Why storm in like this?
- Quiet.

Don't move.

Come on, Mikael, you have a record.
When did you last see Vincent?

We stopped working the same
way. He did it from a cyber cafe.

He picked up on the web.

- Matchmaking sites?
- Yes.

You place an ad and wait
for clients to find you.

You chat with them
and organise a meeting.

But that's not for me.

I don't write well
and they need teasing.

You don't have to
write a novel, do you?

Do you know where
Vincent met his clients?

No idea... At their
place or in hotels.

He also went to villas...
with loaded guys, for orgies.

Sure.

I swear. Go to Saint-Bonnet,
to the housing development site.

The traffic up there...

It happens in the display homes.

Where's your husband?

He's abroad for work. He'll
call you when he comes back.

Take a seat.

Well...

What's your profession?

I'm a lawyer for an
English insurance company.

Okay.

You contacted Vincent Bouvier
three days ago around 7.30 p. m.

Yes. My husband and
myself use his services.

Paid services. Two hundred euros.

Last time was at the
Excelsior Hotel. You can check.

So that wasn't the first time?

No.

We've met him five times
in the past eight months.

- Always with your husband?
- Yes.

Ever tempted to see him alone?

No.

Have you ever wondered
if he's under age?

Sexually, he's not under age.

In France, sexual age of
consent is 15, isn't it?

True, if both
partners are under 18.

If there's an offence, do your job.

That boy knew what he was doing
and took responsibility for it.

There's nothing else to say.

Why do you want to
legislate on sex?

Have you attended orgies?

Not in clubs. In private
places, in villas...

Certainly not.

Can we meet again next week?

If I'm available, sure.

- We could spend more time together.
- More time, more money.

I mean...

We could also have
dinner next time.

I'd like to know you a bit better.

Getting to know people
isn't my thing. We'll see.

Bye.

- It's me.
- Rebecca?

It's nice to hear from you.

I'm downstairs.
What room are you in?

What?

- I followed you. What number is it?
- Room 826.

- Rebecca?
- Yes.

I'm in the bath. Are you coming?

Reb...

How was he?

- Was he married?
- Come on.

Reb...

- You know what's
missing? - A vodka- apple.

Yes.

- Whisky...
- Thanks.

Vodka... Martini...

Here.

Cheers.

Here. A gift.

- Very nice. Where is it from?
- My mother bought it in India.

A lucky charm.

I'd like to be there with you.

Together.

So you click here...

Adults, yes.

Right. Now scroll down.

There. Vince.

Vince, high school student,
17. For fun times. � That's it.

- He pretended to be under age.
- Or started under age and kept going.

- We send a message, wait and see.
- To Vincent?

We're not supposed
to know he's dead.

I LIKE YOUR PROFILE
WHAT'S YOUR PRICE?

SEND

- Still visiting your dating sites?
- No.

I did it constantly for a while.

You never feel guilty, it
gives you a sense of freedom,

and you meet loads of people.

As long as it's virtual, it's fine.

But when you face the
reality it's a lot less funny.

I have to tell you, I've
never believed in it.

I'm not talking about
you. Generally, I mean.

You think I'm delusional?

Tell me. Am I?

- All I'm saying...
- Some girls find husbands that way.

How much do you think this costs?

- I don't know... 500,000?
- Really?

- Can you imagine living here?
- No.

He was having us on, wasn't he?

You okay?

You look preoccupied.

Last night I woke up
suddenly because of this case.

I realised that any of
those kids could be mine.

I see.

- Sorry, you're right. I know...
- No problem.

It's stirred your
paternal instinct.

It's taking me back 20 years.

I was in love with a
girl. Her name was Jeanne.

I was still at police
school. She got pregnant.

She wanted to keep it. I didn't.

And?

I left her alone with the
problem and we never met again.

Not too brilliant.

You're full of surprises.

Hi. What are you doing here?

I need to talk to someone.

Can I stay the night?

- Does Laurence know you're here?
- Yes.

I didn't see it coming.

A girl I've worked
with for eight years.

Her name's El�onor.

Of course she's married too, so...

we meet in hotels.

- I feel like you're judging me.
- I'm not. I just wish I didn't know.

Of course.

It's easy for you. You've
never committed to anyone.

With Jeanne, for instance.

Thanks.

Sleep well.

Don't worry.

Thank you.

YOU PASSIVE? NEED PASSIVE OKAY. 200
EUROS PER HOUR NO MONEY. SUCK MY BALLS

Fuck off...

- There's something I want to ask you.
- I knew it.

You never hang around this long.

Can you find dates for two?

- With your Rebecca?
- Yes.

That's not a good idea.

Some clients are bi.

Bisexual men prefer men.

- So you prefer men?
- I'm talking about clients.

I'm sure you can find some.

Are you sure about her?
Isn't she a bit prudish?

Take off her T-shirt.

Stroke her breasts slowly.

Now squeeze them.

Harder.

Put your hand between her thighs.

Don't worry. It will be fine.

Is your pussy wet?

Yes, she's damp.

I want to hear her say it.

Suck me.

- Rebecca said you're in real estate.
- Yes.

- The market's slow at the moment.
- It's not great.

But we manage.

- The food's very nice.
- Thanks, but I didn't do much.

The microwave miracle.

- What's that?
- A tattoo.

Can I see?

I did the design.

- When was it done?
- Four days ago. Do you like it?

I should get going soon.

- Here's your share.
- No, that's fine.

I'd rather.

- Can't you focus a little?
- Are you okay? What's up?

Nothing. I'm fine. Let's play.

I had an argument with Marc.

I told you about my
friend Marc. My gay friend.

The teacher. We used to
date before he came out.

We met last night and
had quite a bit to drink.

I started talking about
surrogate mothers, sperm donors, etc.

He shut up like an oyster.

So?

I started wondering... If a
friend asked you for some sperm...

would you do it?

Strange question. I don't know.

If she was your best
friend, what would you say?

Knowing that the clock's ticking.

Karine, I think I'd
say no. I'm sorry.

Yes.

If I were a man, I'd say that too.

So we all agree.

See you tomorrow.

I spoke to Laurence. I'm home.

There. Thanks for
everything. Call me.

- Nice in red, aren't they?
- Yes.

- What do you think?
- I love them.

We'll take all four pairs.

Would you like a drink?

Vodka-apple.

Vodka-apple... I'll have one too.

Do you mind if I talk
about myself a bit?

I don't relax very easily.

- You may have some questions.
- Are you married?

Yes, for 12 years. I
even have two children.

But now I don't have physical
contact with my wife at all.

I know it's very typical, but...

So I have affairs here and there.

It's not easy.

- And I work like a nutcase.
- What do you do?

Refractive surgery.

I'm an eye surgeon.

I use laser technology.

And you, have you been
doing this for long?

Rebecca, come here.

On your knees. I
said on your knees.

Suck it. Suck it hard.

Show me. Show me what you can do.

Show me properly what you can do...

- Vincent!
- Come on!

Keep going.

Stay.

Reb!

Reb, stop!

- Let go of me.
- Stop.

- Let go of me!
- Calm down.

- Calm down.
- I need to go home. Leave me alone.

What are you doing here?

- We need to talk.
- What's going on?

What happened with the surgeon?
He wants to see you to apologise.

No way.

Rebecca's stopping anyway.

I told you it wasn't a good idea.

- I'm glad you dumped her.
- I haven't dumped her.

Even if that's
obviously what you want.

Your jealousy really
annoys me. It's ridiculous.

- Want a coffee.
- Yes, thanks.

What are you doing tonight?

I don't know.

You've changed since
you've been with her.

We had more time together before.

If you were a real
friend you'd understand.

Why not see the surgeon again?

That guy's sick.

He needs to hit or be
hit to get his kicks.

Get him a wrestler
and punching bag.

- He wants you. He'll pay.
- You're tiring me.

- Hi.
- Where is she?

She wasn't feeling well so
she went home after lunch.

- Ciao.
- Bye.

Feeling any better?

And you, are you all right?

Not when I see you like this.

- Do you have a fever?
- No.

I know...

I can't eat a thing. Thank you.

Hey, I was wondering...
Why don't you quit?

- And do what?
- What do you do with all that money?

I save some.

I know I won't do it all my life.

No need to get angry.

I'm thinking of the
two of us. That's all.

When I pass my exams I'll
get a job. You'll get one too.

Thomas, it's Vince.

Tell the surgeon it's okay.

I'll go with Lola
if she's available.

The reply says Vincent's not
available but someone else is.

His name's Karim. With
photo and mobile number.

Use a listed number
or he won't answer.

Hi. Is that Karim?

I wanted to know if
you're available today?

3 o'clock?

I'm writing it down.

The Soleil Hotel
behind Part-Dieux. Okay.

Am I passive? We'll see.

200 euros? Okay. See you later.

So you're passive?

Come in, it's open.

Are you equipped?

- Do you have any coke?
- No.

I was just with a guy,
nice clothes and all...

We snorted quite a bit.

Do you mind if I
leave the video on?

Do you like me?

Try this.

Touch. It's pure steel.

This is steel too.

This one is soft.

All soft.

- Something would turn me on.
- Tell me.

A threesome.

Threesome...

The new craze, isn't it?

Naughty.

Relax.

Your first time?

Yes.

Let me do it.

Could your pimp arrange that?

My pimp? You're funny.

Now you tell me who
gave you my number?

Who sent you here?

I don't have a pimp. I work alone.

Third floor.

- Thomas Morazzini, we know him.
- Wait here.

Police! Morazzini, where is he?

- Karim, don't move!
- Thomas!

Can you explain why Vincent's
mobile was in your bag?

Did you know he filmed
clients for blackmail?

Today I'm amnesiac.

Where were you on Saturday?
Did you see Vincent?

I told you, no. I
was with a friend.

Then tell me what
it's doing in your bag.

Vincent owed me money
so I confiscated it.

We could have you
jailed for procuring.

Vincent's dead, now you
help us find out why.

We want this client,
he's the prime suspect.

I don't know that guy.

Do you know Rebecca?

Yes.

She was like glue with Vincent.

- Where is she?
- I hate her.

Who cares if you hate
her? Where is she?

We always find out,
Thomas, you know that.

Why are you so restless?
Why are you restless?

I'm not restless, sir.

Would you like a sandwich?

Still nothing to tell me?

Yes...

Oh, yes.

Tighter...

Jean-Pierre Tardieu
OPHTHALMOLOGIST

Hello? Have you had a
chance to check your emails?

It's Vince. Remember me?

Check your emails.

So?

10,000 euros in small notes.

Arsehole who likes hitting people...
you pay or your film goes on the net.

Tomorrow night at 11, the
shopping centre rooftop car park.

- What are you doing here?
- Nice welcome...

Sorry.

Not got anything to tell me?

I'm quitting. You're right.

You're making a big mistake.

- Make up your mind.
- Thomas rang me.

He said you're blackmailing
the nutcase and it's my fault.

Stop the bullshit.

That guy's a bastard. I'll get
a lot of money and that's it.

- When are you seeing him?
- Tomorrow night.

- I'm coming with you.
- No.

You're not going alone.
It's revenge for both of us.

- Hi.
- Who found the scooter?

A ranger who wanted it towed away.

- Did you touch anything?
- No.

Thank you.

Herv�...

It's me, it's Cagnan.

Can you get the CCTV tapes of the
La Cassagne-Felix Faure corner?

How do I know you won't keep going?

You have my word.

Vincent! Vincent!

- You piece of shit...
- Stop it!

Gently, gently...

Call Thomas to tell him
you've stopped the blackmail.

And then...

Then we'll leave.

To go where?

I don't know.

- Are you okay?
- I'm okay.

I'm going home to pack
then I'll come back.

Be careful with your knee.

I need something strong for gastro
- enteritis.

- I have nausea and it's not going...
- What kind?

Well...

Have you done a pregnancy test?

No.

Rebecca?

- What are you doing?
- Piss off.

When will you dump
that little whore?

- What did you say?
- You heard...

Get out of here!

Bastard. Piss off...

Vincent, it's Rebecca.

I have something
important to tell you.

Call me back.

I love you.

Ciao.

- I'll take Bianchini with me, okay?
- Of course.

You stay in custody for
another 24 hours. Know why?

No.

We found the battered
body of Vincent's client.

What?

- Now you're suspected of two killings.
- No!

Hey!

What was your
relationship with Vincent?

Answer. What was it like?

It was nothing.

Want to know what he looked
like when we found him?

A poor broken little puppet...

with empty eyes...

strangulation marks on
his neck, mud and blood...

Look!

I didn't want to hurt him, I swear.

Why didn't you want to hurt him?

Because I...

- Because he was a friend?
- Yes.

More than a friend, wasn't he?

I went to see him about
that blackmail story.

He wanted me to leave his place.

I got angry.

I tightened my grip...

I didn't want to hurt him.

I didn't want to kill him.

- Hi.
- Hi. What do you want?

Can we come in?

Rebecca...

Come on.

- Where are your parents?
- I live with my mother. She's at work.

How long have you
been here, Rebecca?

She's been here for a week.

Karine...

Tardieu stayed in his car
and gave the money to Vincent.

I stayed near the scooter.

Vincent walked back, the man
came out holding a golf club.

He hit him several times.
I wanted to do something. �

And then?

Sorry, but we must
get through this.

What happened next?

What was Vincent doing?

He was screaming.

And...

There was the helmet.

The helmet?

- Vincent had the helmet?
- He was in pain and screaming.

That man was about to kill him.

- And there was the helmet.
- What helmet?

This one?

Whose helmet is it?

Whose is it? Who does it belong to?

Mine.

But Vincent was holding the helmet.

Tardieu walked towards him.

Vincent tried to defend himself
and hit him with it, right?

Rebecca...

Was Vincent holding your helmet?

Let's have a break.

Come on.

We'll resume in five minutes.

What are you doing?

Vincent's fingerprints
aren't on the helmet.

You know why? Because the
kid was wearing gloves.

Do you know what we're risking?

- I can't believe this.
- Look at her.

Pregnant from that kid she loved.

And she'll keep the baby.

Vincent hit him several
times with the helmet.

- The man stopped moving... �
- No.

It wasn't him. You understand?

I know.

He did nothing, he didn't kill him.

Sign this statement and go home.

It's the best thing you can do.

Thank you.

I love warm cheese.

- But I can't digest it anymore.
- Really?

It's age.

Before, I could eat
anything, no problem.

And you, how are you doing?

I'm fine.

I mean the nausea.

Oh, that's all right. It's not
my digestion, it's hormonal.

Of course.

What are you going to do now?

I don't know.

Mind if I call you by your name?

Not at all, I'd like that.

I'd like to call you by your name.