Original subtitles

Open up!

Get the key.

Open up!

What are you doing?

Marc!

Give him air! Back to work! Can you hear me?

Open. Open.

Did you see something? You have to go.

Open up!

You have to get out of here, Philippe.

I can't.

- I can't. - Open the door.

Philippe! Move it!

What are you doing in there?

Open up!

Go! Get out of here!

Open, Harold!

Go on. Move!

You have to go.

You're in danger!

Drop it.

PART 3

Easy now.

Hey! Stop!

Why are you here?

How did you get out?

Did you run away?

Are you bleeding?

It's nothing.

Help me.

I am helping.

I thought hospital was the solution.

What happened 5 years ago, during my first attack?

How did it start?

It just happened. No-one knows.

Dad!

What happened to you?

It was a dog.

- A dog attacked me. - It's nothing serious.

Dad's going to be OK.

Mme Kessler, are you there? It's the police.

Here. Sit down.

- Yes? - Hello Madam.

Sorry to trouble you. It's your husband.

He's in hospital.

- No. He escaped last night. - Ah.

- Has he tried to contact you? - No.

Are you sure?

It's serious. He killed someone.

That's my son.

Can we come in?

- Who is it, Mum? - No-one.

Don't worry.

Listen. I don't know where he is.

Well, you know where we are.

Yes. Thanks.

- Thanks. - It's just a scratch.

Thanks for your help.

What happened at hospital?

Is it true, what they said?

It wasn't my fault.

It was an accident.

Give yourself up.

Go back to hospital.

I can't.

Think of us.

I don't know what to do.

I'm finding things out.

I can't turn myself in.

Listen, Jeanne.

My mind's never been this clear.

There are signs.

Everywhere.

Leo, are you there?

- Did you do this? - To help dad.

Yes. To get back the flower you did.

Look.

Are they behind us?

One's following us, the other's at the house.

Don't speed up.

OK, Leo?

- Why are you hiding, Dad? - I'm on a secret mission.

The police are trying to stop me.

Don't turn round.

Look ahead.

Be careful, Leo.

- Are they still following us? - Yes.

We're here.

Where is he?

He's a bit further, parked behind us.

Leave the keys in.

- Can I kiss you? - No. You can see me.

I kissed you back at home. Do as you're told.

- When are you coming back? - Come on, love.

- Soon, kiddo. - Will you come back, Dad?

Stay with me.

Careful of the cars.

Look ahead.

...eighteen,

seventeen,

sixteen,

fifteen,

fourteen,

thirteen,

twelve,

eleven,

ten,

nine,

eight,

seven,

six,

five,

four,

three,

two,

one...

Philippe!

Marc, hurry up. We'll be late.

Mum, I can't find Philippe.

Philippe?

Are you there?

Philippe?

Mum!

Marc, come down or I'll lose my temper.

Mum!

Mum?

What's your brother doing?

He's impossible that kid, I swear.

Philippe, I've got good news.

Mrs Souchal called. You know?

The conservatory accepted you.

I'm so proud of you.

Here's a little present for you.

Wow!

Thanks.

You're welcome.

Go to Dad now.

Go on.

What are you doing, Marc? We'll be late. Hurry up.

Here.

Come and put this on.

Come on.

What's happening?

Can't you just leave your brother alone?

It's just too much.

Your sons are arguing.

It's nice.

- Let me see. - Stop! Stop!

Stop!

Claudine...

It's Marc. He took my watch.

What's going on there?

- Give it! - Stop!

Give him his watch. It's not yours.

- That's enough. - Marc...

Stop that at once.

Philippe...

Philippe...

Philippe, darling, answer me.

Philippe...

Philippe, it's Mum. Come on.

Come on.

Come here.

- My Philippe. - It's Marc.

I'm Marc.

My little Philippe.

My little Philippe.

Mum's here, Philippe.

Hey?

It's all right, darling.

Philippe?

It seemed so real.

Marc,

what's happening?

I went to the chalet.

What chalet?

Where we went on holiday as kids.

I saw it all.

The accident, the watch...

And?

You died back then,

with Dad.

- I thought you were better. - I saw it.

Stop. You said that 5 years ago.

You need help.

Understand?

You're dead. I'm sure.

Then stick that in my stomach.

Go on.

Go on.

I'll help you.

You see, I'm right.

Turn yourself in.

He went that way.

Marc, stop. Stop.

No. Leave it.

Why did you stop the electro-shocks?

Do you think I'm against you?

That there's a plot against you?

But Marc,

you're a victim of your illness's symptoms.

I'm not Marc.

What happened to me after the concert?

Nothing happened to you. Let me go. You're hurting.

- Take me to the ECT room. - No.

We're going to the police.

Shit.

Fuck.

Hello?

Marc?

Is that you?

Do you want to talk?

I'm not angry, you know.

You really scared me.

You've never been so far.

You can't do it again.

Shall we meet up?

Tell me where...

Wake up, Philippe. Wake up.

Philippe...

Philippe...

I'm here, Philippe.

Astrid?

I'm here.

Philippe...

Astrid?

Police, Mr Kessler.

We know you're in there.

You're surrounded. There's no way out.

Stay away or I'll shoot!

Open up please.

Drop your weapon, Mr Kessler, and come out.

Marc...

It's me.

I'm alone.

Let me in please.

Open up.

Come in.

- Did you say where I was? - No.

You have to come out, Marc.

- I said I'll go out with you. - No.

Leave that.

Mr Kessler, be reasonable.

Marc!

Marc!

Marc!

Marc! Open up!

What are you going to do? Please let me in!

Open up!

Please let me in. Open up!

Marc, open the door!

Marc, open up!

Open the door!

Open the door!

Marc! Open up!

Philippe... can you hear me?

Come and help me, please.

Can I borrow a phone?

What's happening?

Mrs Kessler, your husband's not responding.

We'll know more after the MRI.

He must have had a stroke.

This white spot shouldn't be here.

What is it?

It's a piece of bone or cartilage.

If it moves, even by a millimetre,

it could block the brain's irrigation.

What can we do?

Take out the foreign body,

but it'll be risky.

His chances are slim.

Philippe, I'm sorry.

I should have been there.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Jeanne?

Jeanne?

You should have stayed.

You don't exist.

I want my life back.

Don't you care about Jeanne?

Is that real enough?

I've been 30 years in limbo.

There's a pump beeping.

Tell me your name and about yourself.

I'm Philippe Kessler.

I was born on 17 January 1974

in Altkirch.

I live...

at 51, Finkwiller Street, in Strasbourg.

I'm a pianist.

A concert pianist.

I'm married.

OK.

Most twins are born with a placenta each,

your brother and you were probably stuck

in the same placenta while you were gestating.

In separating, you took a piece of your brother's bone. Here.

I missed you.

- You're back late! - Rehearsals finished late.

I can sit down alone.

- I'll make your dinner. - Thanks, Alice.

Did I mention my European tour?

10 confirmed dates. Finishing at the Royal Albert Hall.

You'll be in the front row.

Then I'll rest up a few days with Astrid.

Don't you care?

Open this.

- What is it? - A surprise.

It's a bit blurred, but...

Astrid's pregnant.

It's twins.

Aren't you pleased?

I don't know who you are, but you're not my son.

Mum...

we're on Sainte-Hélène Square,

at home.

I'm Philippe. Your son.

Remember?

I know where I am.

I'm losing my memory, but I'm not mad.

I know now. You're not Philippe.

I know Philippe.

A mother knows such things.

Look at me.

Look at me.

There.

I'm Philippe.

Philippe.

I've been waiting 30 years to take my place.

A mother knows.

My darling mother...

It'll be fine.

In a few hours, you'll forget.

We'll try again.

With this, I'll always be with you.

Thank Alice for her help.

Take care of yourself.

Subtitles: Eclair Media