All language subtitles for Icy Breasts 1974 1080p

Icy breasts

based upon
Richard Matheson's novel

written by georges lautner

Cinematographer Maurice fellous

camera operator yves rodallec
2nd unit operator Alain boisnard

assistant director Claude othnin-girard
2nd unit director Robin Davis

script supervisor Annie maurel
unit manager Rene brun

sound Jean labussiere
sound mixer Jacques maumont

editor Michelle David

production designer Jean Andre

mademoiselle darc
is dressed by guy laroche

music by Philippe sarde

orchestrator Hubert rostaing

associate producer
Jacques dorfmann

executive producer Ralph baum

a lira films belstar productions Paris
capitolina Rome co-production

directed by georges lautner

“the cries of the seagulls...

The vast silence...

The vast silence, muted...”

And my ass.

“When she got...

Close enough...

Comma...

He recognized Claire.”

No way!

You won't believe it,
I just wrote something that silly.

Excuse me?

Unbelievable!

The same beach, the sea,
the cries of the seagulls,

my hero is walking and barn!

He runs into my heroine.

That's where I stopped because
I was on the verge of depression.

Really.

How is it possible
to write silly things like that?

Actually, it is.

I'm proof of it.

Thank you.

Are you a writer?

Not really.

I'm a scriptwriter for a TV series.

Bang, bang! That's me.

The difference between
a writer and a scriptwriter

is as big as between the acropolis
and the Maison de la radio.

I work for scale,
120 francs per minute.

Imagine Shakespeare writing Hamlet
for 120 francs per minute.

Do you watch TV?

Never.

Good, then we can stay friends.

What you have in common
with Claire, my heroine,

is that you're walking alone
on a beach in winter.

But wait!
Claire has a specific reason, and you?

Claire walks on the beach because...

She just had a primo-infection.

The man she loves told her
to go rest on the coast for a month.

What about you?

Did you suffer from a primo-infection?

And Claire is a dental surgeon.

She's engaged, about to get married.

I'm already married.

And at the end of the episode,
Claire takes a long look at Ralph,

that's my hero's name,
and gives him her phone number.

Hey! She gives him her phone number.

Shit.

Do you come here often?

Kindly get out and leave me alone.

What's wrong?

I stepped into your car
like you stepped into my life.

I haven't slept, eaten
or written in three days.

Please wait for 26 minutes.

I lost 26 minutes of an episode
because of you.

You owe me 3,000 francs.

Nah!

But I also left my sick little heroine
shivering on the beach.

Can you believe it?

And she's still there!

So if you'd like for it to start again,

for Claire not to be cold
and for millions of TV viewers

to finally watch my eighth episode,

give me your phone number.

I'll be able to come up
with 52 minutes in a day.

I'll dedicate them to you.

What's your name?

Why?

For the announcement.

Peggy.

Peggy.

The screen will read:

"Without Peggy,
this episode would not exist."

Is your husband here?

I'm divorced.

That's better, but that's not much.

I'm having a hard time developing
your character, I need your help.

If you're not sick and
if you're not a dental surgeon,

then why are you in nice in the winter?

Can't I call you somewhere?

Kindly get out of this car
and leave me alone.

Okay, I'll get out.

I'll lie down in the gutter to cry.

Don't be silly.

Okay, I'll just lie in the gutter and cry.

Are you okay, sir?

Yes, why?

Why are these two bitches
pissing me off?

Eighty-eight, ten, oh one.

See you soon.

88-10-01.88-10-01.

Ms. Lister, please.

Who are you?

Francois rollin.

She'd like you to wait for her in the den.

Francois?

Yes!

I'm upstairs.
Come up if you'd like.

Hello.

What a cutie.

He closed the gate on my foot earlier.

No big deal, they make great ones
out of plastic nowadays.

Tell me, where did you find him?

He's pretty steady on his hind legs
for his age.

And at night, does he bark
or is he quiet?

He knocked on my door last night.

I could hear him breathing.

He waited almost an hour
for me to open the door.

And then?

I didn't open it.

You have to fire him.

Let's go.

One of my series is playing
on the Europe 1 station.

Here it is.
"Cardinal richelieu's lovers."

I wrote it.

I've loved you ever since
our first encounter.

That's richelieu.

So have I, Armand du plessis.

With splash.

Yes, splash, the new super-active
laundry detergent.

I tried to tell them not to mix
laundry detergent and richelieu

but that's what pays for the series
and for me as well.

If I told you I'll never sleep with you,
would you still be as funny?

Don't say it.

There's one thing I like about you.

Your humor comes before your hands.

Okay, I got it.

It's all right, we can remain friends.

I'll wait as long as necessary.

We'll have sex tomorrow.

There's a car following us.

No need to drive so fast.

Slow down, no one is here.

Watch out, the car!

Car!

Motorcycle!

Take a break!

The truck, the truck!

Reckless driver!

Well...

Were we really being followed?

I want to go home.

Okay.

I'd like to see you again.

Tomorrow evening.

Peggy, when I left last night,
a man was at your house.

Was it: One, your husband,

two, a lover,

or three, the plumber?

Delete as applicable.

And most importantly,
call me soon.

I miss you.

Signed, francois with a c.

You're an idiot.

That's just my lawyer,
he handled my divorce.

Listen, francois, I'm sorry but
I can't have dinner with you tonight.

Don't ask me why,
it's simply not possible.

I promise.

I'll call you.

Ms. Lister, please.

Albert!

Let Mr. Rollin in!

Please.

What did I do to you?

I've been waiting for three days.

Every time I call,
I'm told you're out.

We meet, we're inseparable,
and all of a sudden I lose sight of you.

Don't laugh, Peggy, it's not nice.

I'm sorry but it's not nice at all.

Why are you offering me water?

Why not?

I'm not really thirsty.

Why the silence?
Is it because of your lawyer?

Tell me what's going on, Peggy.

I can't.

Let's go for a walk.

Did you think about me
these past three days?

I thought about you constantly
but you didn't.

Of course I did.

Well then, that's silly.

You think about me, I think about you
and we don't see each other.

Shall we go?

No, not now.

Later.

Okay.

I'll pick you up in an hour.

No, I'll pick you up.

At your place.

The key is always on the door.

If I'm not there, wait for me.

Francois.

I'm glad you came.

Go to work now.

I'm coming!

Coming!

Mr. Francois rollin, please.

Yes?

Ms. Lister sends me.

What?

Ms. Lister sends me.

Come in, please.

What is this about?

Ms. Lister apologizes
for not coming in person.

She asked me to pick you up
and drive you to Mr. Rilson's.

- Her lawyer?
- Yes.

Okay.

I'll let Mr. Rilson know.

What is your name?

Mr. Rollin.

Francois rollin.

Would you mind waiting here a minute?

Mr. Francois rollin is here.

Won't you please come in?

Mr. Rollin.

Marc rilson.
I'm Ms. Lister's lawyer.

Pleased to meet you.

My brother denis.

Mr. Rollin.

Please sit down.

Something to drink?

No, thank you.

Ms. Lister isn't here?

Denis, would you please
give us a minute?

I'm sorry to bring you all the way here.

I actually wanted to talk to you
about Ms. Lister.

For the past five years, anything
and everything pertaining to Ms. Lister

concerns me directly.

What do you know about her exactly?

Excuse me?

Did she talk about herself,
about her life, her past?

I don't understand
your line of questioning.

Ms. Lister didn't tell you
I was in charge of her business?

She did say you were
in charge of her divorce.

She told you about a divorce?

Isn't she divorced?

Ms. Lister has been gravely ill.

She's convalescing,
under constant medical care.

She's the picture of health.

A few years ago,
she married a drug addict.

Because of him,
she started abusing drugs.

She then fell into a neurosis
induced by substance abuse.

She still suffers from
its psychological after-effects.

Most particularly, her very
understandable aversion to men.

She went to rehab several times
and she's clean now.

But we don't know if she'll ever
completely recover.

What's that all about?

I understand it's hard to believe,

but I can show you
her psychiatric file, if you'd like.

I accidentally overheard
part of your conversation.

My brother forgot to mention
one thing about Ms. Lister.

I don't think it's in her file.

He loves her.

He wants to marry her.

Denis also forgets a small detail.

Mr. Rilson is already married.

I am Mrs. Rilson.

Wow!

All right. Would you ask your driver
to take me back?

I didn't lie to you.
Ms. Lister was very ill.

You need to leave her alone, Mr. Rollin.

You already set a date for the wedding?

I didn't want it to get to this.

To what?

She's not divorced, she's widowed.

Her husband was murdered.

How?

She killed him.

Yes.

I was her defense lawyer,
she was acquitted after medical inquiry.

But she's not cured.

May I leave?

Steig?

Yes, sir.

Take Mr. Rollin back home, please.

Yes, sir.

Drop me off at Ms. Lister's.

You got it, sir.

That is absurd.

And you believed him?

Well, I don't know.

Then why did you come back?

To know the truth.

I told you the truth.

I'm a widow. My husband is dead.

No, you told me you were divorced.

Because it was simpler.

I don't talk about my life
as easily as you do.

And I don't get paid 120 francs
per minute of drama.

All right, I slit my husband's throat
and my hands are covered in blood.

Now you can leave.

Don't get upset, Peggy,
I didn't do anything.

He did.

I go over there and he tells me...

Of course! This is child's play.

He was trying to draw us apart.

Would you have sent me to his house
if you had anything to hide?

I'm so stupid.

Although I had good reason
to believe him.

And I was treated to an incredible show.

Even I wouldn't dare write
something that far-fetched.

Everything was there:
The chalk rubbed on the pool cue,

the stone-cold look, the neurotic wife,
the degenerate brother.

Mama Dracula, uncle Frankenstein
and their youngest.

Seriously, your lawyer is like
a third fiddle in an American TV series.

And you're supposed to marry him, too?

It's nothing, just a draft.

Take me away.

Please, I beg you.
I don't want to stay here.

Why?

I'm scared.

Last night, he tried to get
into my bedroom again.

I can hear him breathing
behind the door incessantly.

Take me away.

I'm scared.

Relax!

It won't be hard
to find you an apartment.

Honestly, that mansion
was quite sinister.

Why did you pick such a place?

Marc rented it for me.

Marc?

My lawyer, Mr. Rilson.

When my husband died,
he took care of everything.

He never asked me
for anything in return.

Rocked to sleep by the sea,
awakened by the sun,

greeted by the seagulls.

It exudes joie de vivre.
You'll love it there.

How much?

The one on the seventh floor
is 1,500 francs

and the one on the 12th
is 2,000 francs.

It's higher up so the price is higher.

Right.

Someone is on the phone for you, sir.

All right. Excuse me.

Hello?

Yes, of course.

That is correct.

All right.

You got it.

Look at your patio.

Apologies, management just told me
the 12th floor is already rented.

And the 7th floor?

Rented as well, just a minute ago.

What else do you have available?

Well, with easter coming up,
the holidays, summer weather,

the owners will be coming.

You can't blame them.

Sorry, I have nothing left.

Let's go.

Calm down, Peggy.

Look! No one's following us.

You're safe now.

I'm certain he's following us.

Since his release from jail,
he's been devoted to him like a dog.

Who?

Steig, his driver.

He'll do anything for him.

I hope someone's still here.

Apartments for rent

our office is in the show apartment
on the 3rd floor

At any rate, it's brand new.

I bet it's a little fat man
with a mustache.

Or bald,
with a putty-colored trench coat.

Or a dwarf with a red beard.

Hello?

Nobody.

I'm sure it's cheerier in the daytime,
you'll see.

You'll be very comfortable.

Very, very comfortable.

We're not gonna spend
the night in here, are we?

Right?

It's getting worse.

My lighter.

What's wrong with these buttons?

We're going back down.

That's new.

This elevator is very independent.

Young, dynamic, facetious.

Press on the button,
I'll turn on the light.

Press it.

Exit

I'm looking for the light switch.

And I can't find it.

Ah! I found it.

I push the button, and...

The light doesn't turn on.

We'll ask for the rent to be lowered.

There! I found the switch.

Francois?

Francois?

Francois!

What's wrong? Are you hurt?

I was attacked.

Attacked?

- When?
- Where is she?

Huh?

Peggy?

Are you looking for someone?

Peggy!

He won't bother you anymore, sir.
I think he got the message.

Except there's a slight problem.
She was terrified.

Excuse me, it's very noisy here.

I don't know, she's gone.

Find her, Albert.

Call me if there's anything new.

Night had just fallen
when we were ambushed.

I got injured almost immediately.

Excuse me.

Marc was extraordinary.

He carried me for over a mile.

Gunfire everywhere.

I had 14 pieces of shrapnel in the leg.

And you must have been
five pounds heavier back then.

I don't know if I was heavy,
but time was going by very slowly.

Veterans already.

Better than being exempt.

It might have been better for us
to be exempt back in the day.

Excuse me.

I remember the weather was dreadful.

Peggy, my dear.

He touched me.

I'm scared.

I'm dirty.

He touched me with his dirty hands.

Yes?

Come here.

Yes.

She's at my house.

She was attacked, she was terrified.
You could have tried to protect her.

I told you to leave her be, Mr. Rollin.
Don't meddle anymore.

It's steig.

It's steig.

He's been following me for two months.
It's your fault.

Calm down.

I scratched his eyes out,
I hope he's blind.

It's steig, it's steig, it's steig!

- Steig!
- No!

Why would steig attack you?

He's here to protect you.

I trust him completely.

Come in!

Sir?

Thank you, steig.

See? Anyone could have attacked you.

Marc!

Your guests are waiting.

I'll take you home.

Why?

- I'm scared.
- Albert will keep you safe.

No, I'm scared of Albert.

No. Albert, steig...

You see evil everywhere.

Peggy, whoever attacked you
will come to regret it.

No one will ever touch you
as long as I'm alive.

Don't you trust me anymore?

There, there.

Peggy?

Can I come in?

We'll talk about it tomorrow.

I need to sleep.

Would you like me to stay?

I feel much better, thanks.

Good night.

Good night.

What happened, exactly?

Not tonight, I beg of you.
I'm tired.

But I...

Don't.

I'll call you tomorrow.

She's scared in this house.

I told you to leave her alone.

She should be the one to tell me.

Albert?

Albert.

Miss...

Miss.

It's Ms. Lister.

Hi, Peggy.

He attacked me in the parking garage.
I know it now.

His face is all scratched up.

I hear him behind the door.

I looked myself in my bedroom.

I can hear him.

I can hear him breathing.

Come here.

Come over here, quick!

Come quick! Quick! Quick!

Don't move, I'm on my way.

Steig!

Peggy.

What's going on?

Albert attacked us, not steig.

His face is covered with blood.

He's all scratched up.

I don't want to go back there.

Then don't.

Tomorrow, we'll go get your belongings
and you can stay here.

It will be okay.

I don't want to go back there.

You're gonna stay here.

Wait.

Wait!

I'll give you some pajamas.

They might be a little big.

But they're nice.

When you showed up,
I was dreaming about a rhinoceros.

What did I do with my pajamas?

The door.

Quick, it's him. Close the door.

I'll go check.

Don't leave me.

Just a quick look.

It's nothing.

Just a couple.

She's an old skank.

She lives on the 3rd floor,
she always brings younger men home.

What are you doing
in your little corner?

Wait, let's make things better.

I can't find my pajamas but...
Oh, here's something.

This little shirt should do the trick.

Come here.

Here.

You take my bed,
I'll sleep on the easy chair.

Do not be afraid.

It's okay.

It was just a bad dream.

Tomorrow, all will be forgotten.

Just like this!

National police force

It's true, you know. It's huge.

We can buy thousands of acres,
it's desolate.

We can move into a farm
and live there completely alone.

They're good. Take one.

That's funny.

When I was little, I thought people
walked upside down over there.

Since they're on the other side
of the earth.

Want some grapefruit juice?

A farm must be wonderful.

To live alone.

Nobody else.

Must be boring to death in Australia.

I'd rather die of boredom in Australia
than live in boredom here.

That's beautiful!

I'm writing it down.

"Dying in Australia,
bored to live here."

I'll use this somewhere.

Okay, we're going to Australia
to live upside down.

Like this!

Hello?

Speaking.

Please hold for Mr. Rilson.

Sir?

I know she's at your place, Mr. Rollin.

Her gardener's corpse
has been recovered.

The police received an anonymous tip.

He was murdered.

She needs to go home.
Immediately.

Ms. Lister lives here.
I'm with her.

Very well.

They'll ask you a few questions.

Don't panic.

The bastard tried
to rape her last night.

Give her a motive
and she'll end up in jail.

Hello, Ms. Lister.

Police chief garnier.
Do you have a minute?

She spent the night at your place.

None of your business.

I'm not asking you, I'm telling you
she spent the night at your place.

You're her alibi, moron.

Stop insulting me.

And stop with the drama,
this questioning is just a formality.

They're not just questioning her,
it's an examination.

And it's a lot more serious
than you think.

Shit!

Can't you be more careful?

I'm sorry, sir.

Mr. Rollin?

Ms. Lister told me
she spent the night at your place.

Correct.

Come see me at the precinct
in the afternoon.

Also, don't leave the area
without telling us.

What? Why are we being
treated like criminals?

Good question, Mr. Rollin.

I told you so.

She killed her husband.

You refused to believe me.

You even laughed at me.

She told me everything, you know.

Frankenstein, Dracula.

Drama happens in real life.
I thought you got paid to know so.

Why did you lie to me
about your husband?

Because I wanted to keep you.

Come with me!

Let's go!

One suitcase!

One brown skirt.

Doesn't look good on me.

Three sweaters.

One slip, a coffee and let's go.

Yes?

I have to take you to the precinct.

Nothing serious,
just to record your statement.

I'll come with you, chief.

Of course.

Take my car.

We'll meet back at your place.

Francois?

I didn't do anything wrong.

And I love you.

Do you really need to take her?

I'll only keep her for a short time,
I promise.

The questioning, the police.
That's the last thing she needs.

You're calling me "the police"?

She's in good hands.
Rest assured.

Everything will be all right, Peggy.

Why did you go to his place?

What?

You usually come to me
when things go bad.

Why did you go to him?

You thought the last episode
was nastier than the previous one?

Well, congrats.

That's because I met
my heroine on the beach.

I'm serious.

I met a lovely young woman
and ever since then,

I've been stuck in elevators,
knocked out in parking garages

and everybody gets killed around me.

No, I'm not drunk,
I'm stone-cold sober.

And she also has
the sexiest lawyer in Europe.

If I ever meet him in a dress,
I'll marry him.

She's here, I have to go.
I'll call you back.

I am Mrs. Rilson.
We met at my husband's.

Oh, yeah, that's right.

I'd like to talk to you.

May I come in?

Sure.

I'm trying to understand.

How convenient. So do I.

My husband certainly
won't help me understand.

He won't talk to me about his job
and even less about his passions.

But maybe you...

Did you sleep with her?

Excuse me?

No, surely not.

Neither you nor him
have slept with her.

Denis, my husband's brother,
tried a few months ago.

He went into her bedroom,
came out with his arm bleeding.

Five stitches.

She's a crazy murderer,
extremely cold and dangerous.

She is!

Everyone loves her.

How does she do it?

Tell me.

Why are you telling me all this?

Let me give you a piece of advice.

Take her far away,
as soon as possible.

I take her away, you get your husband
back, everyone is happy.

Is that it?

I don't know.

But if she stays,
everyone will be miserable.

Including you, Mr. Rollin.

Take her away.

Sir.

I'm here to pick up
Ms. Lister's belongings.

Did she ask you to?

Mr. Rilson asked me.

I don't care about rilson.

This is my house, so leave.

Give the keys back!

Don't make things harder.

Get out! Get out, fatty!

Stop it, steig!

I was mistaken,
you're powerless against him.

He won't let her go.

Leave.

No entry!

The little whore is here.

How about a drink?

Orange juice.

Hello, Ms. Lister.

Which bedroom would you like
your luggage to be brought in?

My luggage?

I sent steig to pick up your belongings.

You could have told me.

You have no business
staying at his place.

You're gonna live here.

Which bedroom?

I owe him an explanation.

Why?

Would you like to call him?

No, Marc.

You've always let me
make my own decisions.

I'm sorry but I'd rather
go to his place.

Do you want me to take you there?

No. No need.

I can drop you off.

No, thank you.

Ms. Lister left, sir.

I know, thank you.

Denis left right after.
He seemed to be following her.

I saw them leave.

Denis has been wanting
to get back at her for a while.

And get back at you.

Peggy!

Where is she?

She took her luggage and she left.

To go where?

Your place.
They're all going there.

My husband, his brother, his driver.

I told you you'd run into trouble.

I'm afraid I was right.

Here.

I took the Liberty to make coffee.

I hope you don't mind.

Mr. Denis rilson is at your place.

Dead.

Murdered.

Take a few toiletries with you,
Mr. Rollin.

Last night at seven, you went
to Mr. Rilson's and saw Mrs. Rilson.

Yes.

Mrs. Rilson claims she never saw you.

She's lying.

I went to pick up Ms. Lister
last night at seven.

I saw Mr. Rilson and his driver
leaving in a vehicle.

They almost ran me over.

Rilson and his driver
do not recall seeing you.

I understand rilson wanting to Bury me.

But how can you believe
that I killed his brother?

You were at the crime scene before me.

The evidence suggests the crime
occurred an hour before I got there.

You could have killed
denis rilson, gotten out,

then come back an hour later.

You receive an anonymous tip,
Mrs. Rilson destroys my alibi.

I'm obviously being framed.

The dagger, the murder weapon...

Belongs to you.

The victim was in your house.

It all fits.

How long am I gonna stay here?

Somewhere between
24 hours and 40 years.

Then I want a lawyer.

What?

Tell rilson I want him
to represent me.

Excuse me?

You asked for me?

The only way I can be exonerated
is for me to accuse her.

Or I can tell them
what your wife told me.

Which is?

Denis's wound and the stitches.

I could also say Peggy was at my place
at the time of the murder.

You got me in deep,
now you have to dig me out.

And you know she faces
a heavier sentence than me.

This is blackmail, Mr. Rollin.

And you bear false witness.

You destroyed my alibi.

You would do anything
to get her back.

So would I.

Where will that lead you?

I was wondering the same about you.

Mr. Rollin, you're free to go.

Did Mrs. Rilson finally remember?

Mrs. Rilson confirmed
some of your assertions,

clearing you of any wrongdoing.

I'd like to find Ms. Lister.
Can you tell me where she is?

Why?

It's personal.

She's at Mr. Rilson's.

I'll go there with you,
if you don't mind.

Why?

It's business.

I'm the chief of police.

I have two corpses
and no murderer.

Peggy?

Yes?

We have to leave now.

Come with me.

I want to say goodbye to francois.

That's absurd.
We can't waste any time.

He wouldn't understand why
I didn't say goodbye. Please.

I'm scared, Marc.

Scared? Of what?

I don't want to go back
to the hospital.

That's out of the question.

You will never go back
to the hospital.

You're cured now.

We'll leave together.

The both of us.

Far away.

Far, far away.

On the other side of the earth.

Where people walk upside down.

Yes.

Where people walk upside down.

With no gates, no walls.

Where no one knows who we are.

Come in.

Mr. Rollin and chief garnier are here.

Hello, sir.

Excuse us for barging in unannounced.

Where are you taking her?

To rest. She needs it.

I'm sorry, but...

I need her.

What's going on?

I'm still investigating,
all witnesses need to be questioned.

As long as I don't have a murderer,
you all have to stay here.

And of course,
I do have a few questions...

For Ms. Lister.

In her state?

I have to.

Or else, we'd have to admit that
her physical state prevents her

from being subjected to questioning
like a normal person.

You have to admit that
the murders of two close relations

can lead to a depressive state.

Maybe I'll just ask her
a few questions here.

To spare her the anguish

of a formal inquiry.

Don't leave me, Marc.

I'm right here, dear.

You drove off from here
yesterday at 6 pm

to go to Mr. Rollin's place
in antibes.

Let's not talk about your conversation
with Mr. and Mrs. Rilson,

even though I know
things didn't go too well.

Ms. Lister.

After leaving this house,
you drove towards antibes.

Denis rilson soon followed you.

Marc rilson left shortly thereafter,
going the same way.

You arrived in antibes
around 7 pm,

and Mr. Rollin arrived here
at that time.

At 7:15, rollin's neighbor saw you
in the stairs of his building.

Everything points to your going
to rollin's place.

But at the same time,
denis rilson's car stopped...

Eric!

I killed my brother denis.

And Albert, Ms. Lister's gardener.

Very well.

I am at your disposal, chief.

It's no use, Marc.

You can't help her anymore.

We found traces of blood
on her clothes.

I'll get the lab results tomorrow.

She will go back to the hospital.

For life.

You shouldn't have done that.

She's a lost cause.

And you're responsible
for her freedom.

Give me 24 hours, Eric.

What?

I need 24 hours.
I'll take care of everything.

I can't do that, Marc.

Really.

Eric, please.

Thank you.

Tired?

We're almost at the hotel.

Once we're married, you'll think
all this never happened.

You'll give me a lot of kids,
I'll give you a lot of TV shows.

Our kids will watch my shows.

My shows will feed our kids.

Where are they, steig?

I'm following them, they're heading
towards the col de turini.

Where?

The col de turini.

I'll be right there.

Go to the col de turini.

Ah, chief.

We have some news regarding
Mr. Rilson's disappearance.

Really?

We intercepted a conversation
between his car,

the Cadillac with the license plate
7185-sg-06,

and a telephone booth
in villeneuve-loubet.

Hello? Yes.

You recorded the conversation
in the Cadillac.

Okay.

Col de turini?

Thank you.

Call the precinct of escarene.

Black ice

Number nine.
Our most beautiful room.

Thank you.

Name?

Mr. and Mrs. Francois rollin.

You okay?

Not too tired?

I'm good.

Please follow me.

The chef already left.

But don't worry,
we're going to spoil you.

You'll get breakfast in bed
by the fireplace.

A real lovers' breakfast!

Would you like a drink?

Are you hungry?

Don't be sad.

He tried to paint you as a maniac
and a murderer.

Forget him.

Let's order champagne.

Let's celebrate your recovery.

Because you're not ill anymore.

Front desk?

Could we get some champagne, please?

Taittinger? Perfect.

Thank you.

Peggy.

You're shaking.

You are crazy.

Peggy!

I came to get you, Peggy.

There. Don't be scared.

I'm here.

I'm here.

Let's go.

We need to hurry.
We don't have much time.

No, steig.

Thank you.

Scenic viewpoint

Do you see Australia?

It's all the way over there.

I'll take you there.

We'll go, the two of us.

We'll buy a farm.

A huge farm.

We'll be all alone
for thousands of miles.

We'll have to learn
to walk upside down.