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APNEA
- So? - I kept going down south.
Not a single body. Let's go west.
Come back on.
Are you OK? I heard you scream.
I had a nightmare.
I got a call this morning.
They found a woman on the boat.
That doesn't mean anything, maybe he rescued her.
Weird how you get fewer nightmares as you age.
Life is what scares you in the end.
CÉSAR'S PLACE
We'll focus on this area.
What do we do about the ocean trench?
Our best...
Can we help you?
I'm Captain Bruno Guariga. You must be Gabrielle?
I am.
Thanks for your help.
If we knew, we've have picked you up.
- Loïc, I presume. - Right.
Not retrieved the bodies yet?
We're searching 25 miles further out.
We looked south and west in vain.
The weather forced us to stop.
- Next step... - You know her?
Come on.
Shit! She's gone!
- Shit! - What?
- Someone's out there. - Say what?
I saw someone.
- There's no one. - I swear I saw someone.
Too many mad friends.
You idiot.
- What are you doing? - Going pony riding.
No, going to work. You should try that.
We wouldn't shag on an old couch.
It's about money, uh?
I've stayed here for you.
Stop it.
My parents are gone and you're dumping me?
- You think I want this? - Let's go away.
Let's go away!
I'm gonna be late.
Sabine...
- How's it going? - Alright.
You look stressed out.
I said I'm alright.
Is it about Johan?
When I say I'm alright, I mean it.
Sorry, we had a row this morning.
He thinks I don't want to go away.
Isn't he right?
Of course not, I've always wanted to go away.
Only, this is not the right time.
We call this part of the island the Tip.
Shipping is forbidden in this area.
There's a sea trench, vicious currents.
Were they aware of the risk?
Sure, they grew up here.
What were they doing there?
Maybe they spotted a school of fish.
Only 15 years ago, we had about 30 trawlers.
The fish are scarce now.
Some sank their boats for the insurance money.
They moved to the continent.
Those who are left don't have a choice.
Where's the search area?
It covers the south and the west.
- What about north? - No, it's countercurrent.
OK, we're going north.
I'm sorry, no morgue on the island.
I've never done this.
You'll be fine.
Weird.
No signs of suffocation.
The bruises and injuries are post-mortem.
You're doing very well.
The signs point to a heart attack.
Not to drowning.
Abrasions in the throat.
Post-mortem again.
I'm not a forensic scientist.
We only need your opinion.
My opinion? I don't have one.
No signs of violence, hypothermia or drowning.
I will check if this matches Joachim's case.
I only need you to sign some papers.
Thanks.
César says he can sort out the coffin this afternoon.
Can I see her?
We're not done yet, just a bit longer.
I'm sorry, I didn't know you were close to them.
- Is she the woman from the boat? - Yeah.
See you in a bit.
We hate to do this so soon, but we need answers.
Come on.
WANTED Unknown woman
He wouldn't tell me where he went.
Or where that cash came from.
I think it suited me not to know.
When did it start?
After the storm six months ago.
The insurance covered a third of the damage.
I told Léon I wanted to leave the island.
To him, it meant failure.
You know the men of this island.
It's all about pride.
I couldn't stand seeing him
mad at the world every time the haul was bad.
When he started bringing that money...
I turned a blind eye.
I was weak.
If I hadn't wanted to leave, this wouldn't have happened.
Françoise, we still don't know what Léon died of.
Have you ever seen this woman?
No.
Are you sure?
In you campsite?
Maybe a customer?
I want to go home.
Please.
I'll drive you home.
Keys.
For once, the continent has sent someone...
A real bastard.
Would you have an empty bungalow by any chance?
Yes.
Good.
Do you prefer merguez sausages or chipolatas?
- I like both. - Both?
- You want a beer? - Yes, please.
I see you've made very good headway on the house
since I last saw it...
How long have you been renovating it?
With a little help from the continent, I might have more time.
Won't get any easier when you're gone.
I've often seen people transferred.
Don't worry, I don't think it'll happen very soon.
It's not because of you. I mean it.
It's this island. There are only lonely people here.
Françoise didn't even know what her husband was up to.
You think she said everything?
Yeah... She looked honest.
How about him?
Bruno?
How did he guess the bodies were there? Countercurrent.
UNKNOWN
Lost beneath the sky
Lost at sea
Up there
Hear my prayer
Lost beneath the sky
So far away from land
Oh Our Lady
And all Saints
Have mercy
On all sailors
Ease the waves
The waves and the winds
Ease, for me
The hurricane
To me, my land
My memories
Over me, the wave
The wave crashes
Over me, the sea
And the cold
Never to see
Summer or winter pass
Never to rejoice Back in the village
Christ on the cross
Have mercy on me
From the bottom of the sea
Miserere
Forgive, forgive
Forgive me
Under the weight of my sins
I drown
Lost beneath the sky
Lost at sea
Lost in the midst of the clouds
Oh Our Lady
And all Saints
Have mercy
On all sailors
Ease the waves
The waves and the winds
Ease, for me
The hurricane
FOR SALE
Chloé?
Chloé?
It's you.
Who are you?
Do you know Chloé?
You were found on my husband's boat.
I need to know.
Léon? Is that it?
He thought a lot about you.
How do you know that?
He was so sad.
He thought about you to the end.
Your smile.
He liked your smile so much.
Who are you?
She's in there! The woman you're after is in there.
- Hurry up. - Stay here.
What the fuck!
Say hi to Noé for me.
Why did you lie to me?
- Why? - What do you mean?
The woman from Léon's boat was at your place, you know her!
- Not at all! - Why was she wearing your pendant?
I've no idea.
She knew everything about my life!
- I don't get it. - She knew everything.
I want to know who she is. Tell me!
Françoise, I don't know what you're talking about.
I thought I could trust you.
All these years, I've been on your side.
I'm going to bury my husband today.
It's the last thing I'll do on this island.
Till you tell me the truth,
I will not see you again!
Come on, let's talk.
You and Françoise, have you known each other long?
I moved here when my foster family left.
I also grew up at a children's home.
How old?
I was placed there at 10.
How about you?
I don't even know my parents.
The judge named me Chloé after his daughter.
And...
this woman...
why does she claim she knows you?
I already said I don't know.
Are you sure? You've never seen her?
- No. - Ever?
No.
Why would I lie?
Everyone lies.
Give me your phone.
Give me your phone! Come on!
You'll find nothing, it's pointless.
I'm telling you it's pointless!
See that? It's my phone number.
If you see her again, don't think twice, call me.
OK?
Do you know her?
She's dangerous.
Dad.
Dad.
Are you there?
We must get going.
You should get ready, Dad.
- Léon was your friend. - Don't insist.
Everyone will be there.
Leave your father alone.
This can't go on forever.
Pierre died 15 years ago!
It's stifling in here.
She's right, Emilian.
All our friends...
The villagers...
What will they think if you don't come?
Does that bother you now?
I don't want to talk about that.
Of course.
I suppose he'll be there.
I have kept to our agreement.
I've never seen César again.
Pierre died that day because you were with your lover.
Is he coming?
What do you think?
Try to talk to him.
He won't speak to me, I'm tired of trying.
I don't even know why you came back.
I would never have come back.
You don't understand.
No, you don't understand.
You're worse than him.
Pierre's death is not your fault or anybody's!
So give me a break, all of you! Do something!
Is anybody there?
Hello?
It's you.
Who are you?
Chloé, you know it.
It's Chloé. I'm at the factory, she's here.
Lift it.
Put it down.
At this place, where many members of his family rest in peace
let us let our hearts rise up to God in silence.
What do you want?
HERE LIES OUR DEAR FRIEND
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