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I took the wrong road.

Got something wrong somewhere

in between having a family, writing books,

stopping smoking...

I have nothing more to do with my wife and two children.

We live together, but...

like strangers, making an effort not to be noticed.

I'm 48 years old.

I do nothing,

I sleep very little,

and at night I think any light would be better than the darkness.

KENNEDY AND I

Thomas!

If it's for me, take a message.

No, I can't, I'm eating.

Is nobody answering?

How are you?

No, I was in the garden.

No, that's my morning voice.

Fine, for a Sunday.

No, still the same.

Where are you, Paul? Down here?

Will we see you?

On this chair I wrote 12 mediocre books.

I feel like all those years have been lost.

They taught me nothing

except to shut up,

live on your own

and do it sitting down.

I've got cholesterol

and triglycerides.

I'm losing my hair.

When I see my face I think of my youth

and what I've become.

Six months later...

- You're awake? - No, no.

It's not closed, Thomas.

- Aren't you late? - They're on strike.

What is it this time?

- Always the same. - Then why get up?

I'm going to Eric's. Is there no salted butter?

Only that.

- Have you seen my dental floss? - Hello.

- Thomas! - What?

- Have you seen my dental floss? - No.

- Mum? - No, darling, I haven't.

I used it last night,

put it on the shelf, and now it's gone!

Amazing how things go missing around here!

I wonder what the painter was thinking.

Maybe he'd been alone a long time

or his wife was leaving him.

You look tired.

I slept badly.

It's my first ring today.

- Today? - Yes, later on.

Must be exciting, ringing teeth.

Is doing nothing any better?

I can't bear him.

It'll pass.

Stop saying that. He's been like this for months.

- Shall I drop you off? - No, thanks. Thibaud's calling.

You know who'll chair the jury?

- No. - Munthe.

Oh? Is that good?

Of course it's good.

I wanted an only son, I had 2 fools.

I was right to spare myself all those breakfasts.

Seeing them evolve every morning makes me uncomfortable.

Like wearing a woollen pullover next to the skin.

You work Thursdays?

I start this week.

To make more pocket money?

No. They need me.

What will you do today?

I don't know.

The garden's looking worse and worse.

Can you drop me at the clinic?

Yes. Why?

- Are you ill? - I've an ear problem.

- Earache? - I don't think so.

I'd have seen to it for you.

I called.

I didn't want to bother you.

- When's your appointment? - Now,

in 15 minutes.

Who are you seeing?

Hansen... Franssen... I forget.

- Janssen. - That's it.

- Is he any good? - I don't know him.

Well... hardly.

She lies well,

calmly,

serenely.

She lies like I'd like to have lived.

You're on the 2nd floor.

See you later.

Don't worry about your ear.

Call if there's a problem.

- Goodbye, Doctor. - Goodbye.

That's him. My wife's lover.

I know nothing about him, I've never seen him.

I don't hate him.

Mr Polaris?

I don't know why. I can tell he'll disappoint me.

Go ahead.

I sometimes get dizziness and a buzzing in the left ear.

Are you related to our speech therapist?

She's my wife.

Did she send you?

No.

I didn't tell her.

Has this disorder gone on for long?

No, but when it happens, it's very unpleasant.

Nagging.

We'll take a look.

Over there.

"The ghosts were not wearing white sheets...

"as we sometimes think of them.

"The strings went flying with every gust of wind..."

Why doesn't he confess through the headphones?

I'm ready to hear it all.

We could talk,

discuss things calmly, explain.

If he did, I'd shake his hand

and I'd go home.

Everything's fine. No imbalance.

Your results are quite normal, Mr Polaris.

You think I imagined it,

that I'm just hearing things?

I didn't say that. It must be a temporary discomfort.

But I'm sure it's harmless.

I can measure the conduction of your auditory nerve.

It's not necessary.

Shall I come back if it continues?

Yes. As you wish.

How much?

Please.

Because of my wife? No...

I'd rather pay.

We'd create an embarrassing situation.

Don't you think?

Nothing wrong,

absolutely nothing.

But he knows about us.

What makes you say that?

He's not dizzy. He can hear perfectly.

It was a confrontation, not a consultation.

I could feel him watching me throughout.

If he thought so, he'd have said.

- You sound sure of yourself. - I am.

What if he knew?

He'd know his wife had a lover.

I told you about our relationship. There's no problem.

He doesn't care about anything.

You've nothing to fear.

Come here.

Come here.

I'm sorry, but my mind's elsewhere.

I don't like smoking in here.

It's weird, coming to see me.

- Hello? - Excuse me. I'm sorry.

Stop apologising all the time.

This business upset me, that's why.

What do you want, then?

Have you got anyone?

You could come up...

- What for? - You know very well.

No? What do you say?

Anna?

Anna, can you hear me?

You want me to come down instead?

Answer me!

Right... I'm hanging up.

I'm hanging up.

- Doctor... - Yes?

- Is this yours? - Yes.

- Superb. - Thank you.

- I'm sorry, I have to... - You're going into town?

- Yes. - Would you mind dropping me off?

No, not at all. Climb in.

Oh! Leather interior...

- Four-wheel drive? - Yes, permanent.

Can you put on your belt?

- What's that beep? - Would you put on your belt?

No, never. I don't like them.

Hydraulic suspension.

It rises up... That's good.

Isn't it an English car?

Yes, it's English.

No problems with spare parts?

Must be hard to find.

- Not at Rover. - Oh yes, Rover.

Powerful engine?

Eight cylinders, 4.6 litres.

So the real point is the comfort.

That's it.

What's that little noise?

What noise?

We have to talk, to meet up. This hurts me.

We could meet. I'm here for a few days.

I came deliberately. This is a nuisance.

I write but he won't answer.

We're not used to that. I don't care about the contract.

If he doesn't write a book this year, it'll be next year.

But I want to see him

and at least try to understand.

So would I.

So are you working hard?

Are you well?

Me?

I see people with aphasia, people who stammer,

people with dyslexia...

I see people.

And... apart from that, have you got someone?

No, no, Paul.

What?

I haven't got anyone!

Well, thank you so much.

This is great!

Isn't it? Yes, it's clever.

What's it for?

For drinks. Excuse me, but I have to...

Yes, I understand...

Do you lend your car to your wife?

- Sometimes. - Do you trust her?

I can't.

What must his wife be like?

It's weird, but over time, my mother ended up looking like my father.

We're lucky, it's mild.

They say it's going to stay this way.

How long has it been since we went out?

Last time we stayed inside.

Let's go over this way.

I saw Paul this afternoon.

He wants to see you.

Thomas is dining with that fool he invited over.

What fool?

The one who thinks Pasteur invented rabies.

How was your consultation?

Very good.

Not very pleasant, but good.

- They found something? - Nothing.

- Did you say who you were? - Shouldn't I have?

Yes, of course.

I insisted on paying to make it simpler for you.

- Did he call you after? - Why would he?

- To tell you. - That's the patient's business.

I thought you took liberties between fellow doctors.

I must have been 9 or 10,

I was somewhere with my father.

Maybe we were going to my aunt's. We often did.

Anyway, it was the holidays,

Christmas, I think.

It was raining hard.

I remember a truck going very fast.

I didn't know why, but my father slammed the door

and it hurt my ears.

I found myself outside.

I was cold. I was wet.

For the first time, I saw the face of a dead man.

It's finished. I'm stopping.

- You've 5 minutes left. - I'm stopping the sessions.

Stopping the therapy.

You think this is the right time?

Yes.

- I've a better way. - Meaning?

I bought a gun and bullets.

- Why are you telling me this? - I don't know.

I felt like telling you.

What should I do with this information?

Nothing.

I don't think there's any point any more.

I mustn't be the therapist you need.

You could see someone else.

Time's nearly up.

I suggest one last session next week

where we can calmly examine your decision.

- I have a question. - Go ahead.

Something that's long intrigued me.

Your left hand is always in your trouser pocket.

Why is that?

Why do you think?

I don't know. I'm asking.

You really are getting rid of everything today.

I'm intrigued. I've been watching you do it for months.

I'm afraid the explanation may disappoint you.

I'm used to that.

As you wish.

Seven or eight years ago,

in Montreal, Canada,

during a psychiatry conference,

I was walking back to my hotel

when I noticed, in an antiques store,

a watch display stand.

As I never nurtured a passion for watches,

I still don't know why I opened that door.

The fact remains that, while examining the display case,

my eye was drawn to a 1960s watch,

a Hamilton. A real curiosity.

So I ask the salesman for a closer look

and on inspecting it,

I notice something engraved on the steel casing.

"Do you know what you're holding in your hands?"

the salesman said.

An historic piece.

The watch that President Kennedy was wearing

when he was killed in Dallas.

This watch was a present for his birthday, in 1962.

We don't know exactly who gave him the present,

no doubt a family member, as he received it in Hyannis Port,

the resort where the Kennedys' country house is located.

On November 22, 1963,

in Air Force One taking him to Dallas,

he's wearing it on his wrist.

As shots ring out on Elm Street,

he is still wearing it.

On the other hand, at the hospital,

on entering the operating theatre, for reasons of asepsis,

a nurse undoes the strap and lays the watch on a table.

Right up till Kennedy's body is wheeled out,

no one pays any attention to the Hamilton.

As the surgical tools are collected,

the nurse notices the watch is still there.

Without a second thought, she takes it,

slips it into her pocket, and goes home to watch the news.

That woman's name was Andie McMurry,

the seller's elder sister.

Years later, she asks him to repair the winder.

At that night, in the restaurant,

she tells him the whole story.

That's how this watch got into that store.

- Nobody bought it before? - It wasn't for sale.

Why suddenly?

To make the most of the time it had left, he said.

I wondered if the guy was lying,

if he was crazy and had made it up.

And?

I'm still wondering.

However, since that day

it hasn't left me,

and as I'm scared of losing it, I never wear it on the wrist.

I hold it in my left hand

in my trouser pocket.

What about Oswald's watch?

What happened to that?

Who picked that up?

Who's wearing it?

I know what I want to do:

rummage in his pocket, find that watch

and wear it on my wrist.

Asleep?

- What are you doing? - Nothing.

- Haven't you been out? - Yes. This morning.

Well, I've had a very bad day.

You know we're lucky to live here?

My father would say that.

I bought some dental floss for Alice.

The children bore me.

Me, the children... Everybody bores you.

Maybe.

Do you fancy me?

Can it get me information on Kennedy?

- What about Kennedy? - I want pictures

or film of his assassination in Dallas, 1963.

Yes. We'll have to look but we should be able to find it.

For your work?

Writing about Kennedy?

Yesterday it reacted to cold

and today

it hurts when I touch it.

Kennedy didn't look like he had toothache.

Oswald did.

Maybe that's what drove him mad,

his toothache.

That story is weird.

There's probably nothing in his pocket.

But I believe it.

I want to believe it.

I love this place.

You were right about Simon.

I knew it. I could sense it...

I told you it wasn't normal, coming to see me.

He talked to you?

No, but I came across a revolver in his desk.

No!

Yes.

With bullets.

I don't know what he's up to...

What shall we do?

We must do something.

We can't just wait till anything happens!

Do you realise? Can you imagine!

What's to stop him coming to the clinic?

You should talk to him, explain to him

that we aren't...

Aren't what?

It's silly.

What is this turning into? Honestly!

What will you do?

I don't know.

We have to stop seeing each other.

We'll just call each other.

We'll say stuff over the phone.

- Isn't that best? - Yes.

Don't you think?

Not at the clinic?

No. I was waiting for you.

I saw the gun.

I was looking for a light, and found it.

I didn't sleep a wink. What's it doing here?

I bought it long ago.

What for?

Excuse me, I have toothache.

- Why did you buy a weapon? - No idea.

- You don't buy them on a whim. - I fancied it.

- You just fancied a gun! - Is there any aspirin?

Explain yourself!

Explain what? I bought a gun and some bullets.

I'll keep asking until I get an answer.

To defend myself.

Against whom?

Against me.

I managed to get you an appointment with Munthe.

Tomorrow morning at 10, between two patients.

You're lucky.

You should have said, I'd have given you anti-inflammatory pills.

You know, specialists like Munthe

hate taking acute-phase patients. He'll tell you so.

Leave him be.

He never listens anyway.

Bye, I'm off to Eric's.

- There's school tomorrow. - Don't worry, I won't be late.

That door will collapse.

Gurney called again. Why won't you see him?

What for?

To get a new contract where you'd be freer,

without deadlines. - I am free. I have none.

What are you doing?

I don't get it.

I watch all three of you.

That's a job in itself.

Would you be better off without us?

How old is Simon?

Forty-eight.

In the USA, they call it a middlelife crisis.

- What? - MLC: mid-life crisis.

Between 40 and 50, when you realise the time you've got left

is shorter and less interesting than what you've already had.

Slightly more complicated, but that's the general idea.

You believe that?

I've no idea. But it sells well.

Why don't you leave? Change of scene.

I thought about it, but I don't want to.

I don't want to leave.

It'll pass.

Yes, it will.

Maybe he'll write us a really good book.

No. Silly thing to say.

How many of you have started out on a gym programme

only to become discouraged and stop?

Look! Almost everyone!

Yes! It's true it's easy to get discouraged

without any results.

And the good thing...

It hurt for ages, but you ignored it

until the last minute, like everyone.

Caught in time, I could have proceeded differently,

but now I've no choice. I must operate:

make an incision in the gum, scrape the cyst,

close, a few stitches...

The prix of negligence.

Mademoiselle, anaesthetic.

- Gently... - Yes. Gently.

The oedema's nothing.

- It happens after operations. - Careful...

I'm bothered by your stitches. You can't stay like that.

He was less worried than you.

- Really? - Yes.

He advised me, via his secretary, to get lost.

Not surprising, with his clientele.

He's so busy.

With fees like that, he should show some respect.

The stitches broke, it wasn't his fault.

You can see anyone for post-op care.

I'm not going to say:

"I'm coming to you, Dr Dumbo, because the expert is busy."

- Don't look at it like that. - But that's how it is!

I'll get it!

Hello?

Thibaud!

What are you up to?

I should never have had children.

The more time goes by,

the more I realise I've nothing in common with them.

Anna manages to pretend she has,

especially with Alice.

I don't even want to pretend any more.

It's good.

Rather cold, but good.

I can eat that, it doesn't hurt.

I was operated on for a cyst...

Awful!

...by a so-called specialist

who was a real butcher.

I don't know what's wrong, I'm tired today.

Knackered.

We make quite a team, don't we?

You think that's funny...

don't you?

What shall we do after? Go to the cinema?

Did you talk to him?

Doctor, people are waiting...

I waited all day for your call.

What did he say? Did he talk about me?

What are you doing? Answer me.

Tell me what happened.

What are you playing at?

Robert?

No. Later. Excuse me...

People are looking for you. Three patients are waiting.

- Mrs Lezy left, furious. - I'm here now.

Shall I call and make another appointment?

- Call who? - Mrs Lezy.

Yes, if you like.

You want me to beg you. Is that it?

I have two ops scheduled.

I can't operate like this. Look at my hands!

- Stop it, Anna! - Let go.

- Answer! - You're hurting me.

Sorry. I didn't want to... This business is worrying me.

Anna, answer me now.

You've nothing to fear, all right?

Is that right?

Yes.

You are sure?

You talked to him?

Reassured? Will you go now?

I've missed you.

No, please. No!

I was scared. It's silly.

I was scared.

- No! Stop it! - No, come on.

- Come on! - No, I don't want to!

Why did you go to the beach during work?

It was lunchtime. I saw my beach bag...

- Was the water freezing? - Yes.

And that didn't stop you?

Don't go on about it. I just fancied it.

Yes, but at your age, and in this cold...

What do you mean, at my age?

That's how Thibaud's father died.

- He drowned? - Yes.

He fell off his boat and went to the bottom.

Thibaud is traumatised. He won't go back on the boat.

- You look a little better. - No.

- He was unlucky with you. - Yeah, right.

My jaw's got a hole, my gum's had it, but he was unlucky.

I mean it can happen even to the best.

If you hadn't left it to the last minute...!

It's Thibaud!

Pass me the ice cream, Thomas.

This is Thibaud.

Hello.

Mummy...

My brother Thomas...

- And my father. - How do you do.

Sit down.

Thank you.

- Have you eaten? - Yes.

Some raspberry ice cream?

No, thank you. I only just ate.

A coffee, then?

No, thanks. Never at night.

An infusion? How about a little infusion?

Oh yes, I'd love one, if there's...

An infusion!

- Okay? - Yes.

"I can't see much, I believe in nothing,

"yet every morning, I get out of bed."

One of your sayings?

One of my sayings.

One of the last in the book.

That's right.

I haven't read it yet. But I always read the endings first.

It's silly.

You read the main part.

Your job is so exciting.

I've stopped for now.

Yes? That's what Alice said.

You're going round in circles.

Did she tell you I catch flies?

No, but you are pretty good at it.

I train a lot.

It stimulates the mind. You don't catch flies?

- No, I don't think so. - You should.

At your age, you make quick progress.

Does it hurt?

I hear you have a few healing problems.

It's very painful at that spot but not serious.

The danger lies in damaging the maxillary sinus,

but with Munthe...

that's improbable, impossible even.

Here... Sorry. You don't mind?

Don't move.

There.

It's true, you were in the acute phase,

and you've strained your stitches.

Yes... Right.

All you can do is disinfect it.

It'll heal normally

in one to two weeks' time.

I hear you have a boat?

And you sail?

Hardly ever.

Seasickness?

No, it's more bad memories.

Really?

The sea can be dangerous, though.

My wife, for example,

starting swimming out to sea today in freezing water.

A simple cramp, and down you go.

- Why did he do that? - Because of what Thibaud did.

He's a dentist. Where was the harm?

- It's not done. - What?

Taking his lip, without knowing him!

- You're sick! - Where's Simon?

I don't know. He left.

I know, but I assure you, there's no point.

You need an appointment.

Your boss did this to me.

I won't move till I'm examined.

Tell him that.

And say with his fees, he should be conciliatory!

Who should be conciliatory? Are you making a scene?

- No scene, I'm waiting. - But I won't see you.

I saw you by courtesy to your daughter

but do be good and go through my secretary.

Stop all this condescension.

I'm not good, and don't talk to me like a child.

You made a hash of it.

My gum is ruined, so finish your work correctly.

Firstly, too loud. Secondly, get out.

You're getting on my tits!

I hate vulgar people!

Get out and never come back! Clear off!

You bastard!

I'll throw you out!

If he bothers you again, just call.

Inspector Lagasch: s, c, h, like the geographer.

The victim reported him. He'll be taking legal action.

Really?

It's inevitable.

What is his job, in fact?

He wouldn't answer.

- He writes books. - That's why.

He's important to me, and you jump on him

because he hasn't time to see you!

Couldn't you go another time?

Why are you like this? Why do you never answer?

She has her reasons for hating me.

And what did Thibaud do to you?

What she doesn't know is, despite all her shouting,

I can't hear.

I can only hear the rain falling

and the ticking of a watch.

Hello? Yes?

Hello. How are you?

No. He's gone out.

It's true, I assure you.

Okay, I'll tell him.

Okay. Thank you.

Goodbye, Paul.

That was Gurney.

Yet again.

What are you reading now?

The menu.

Apart from that?

Nothing.

You've stopped reading?

You know, if you want to write again...

No, Paul. I don't want to write again.

What will you do?

Have you chosen?

What are sole roulades in Vermeer sauce?

A sort of

paupiette stuffed with vegetables

with a lightly spiced mash hollandaise.

What's the Vermeer link?

The hollandaise sauce.

No entree,

just a skate with capers.

A skate with capers... Madame?

The same.

- How are the fines No.3? - Very good.

I'll take a dozen of them. Then a lobster.

I'll leave you the wine list.

Enjoy your meal.

- No thanks. - You stopped?

- Six months ago. - Nice one.

What about an essay on tobacco?

I've stopped writing.

Writers who stop smoking write about it.

It's true.

Remember that Turkish translator

who worked for me?

He sold 60,000 copies of Divorcing Tobacco.

His first book.

He didn't enjoy it long. Three months later

he had a heart attack.

You've a fly there.

Ever noticed how successful people fall ill?

- Often. - Not me.

Seriously,

it's a weird phenomenon.

It's all linked to guilt.

A sort of Judeo-Christian spasm.

Excuse me a second.

You re-educate those who've had attacks? Aphasics?

They must take quite a time to get better,

if they ever do, in fact.

- He's gone. - Pardon?

Simon has gone...

- Gone where? - Gone, gone.

- Something I said? - No. Nothing special.

So he's not eating?

- What about the skate? - I don't think he cares.

You know what his current occupation is?

Catching flies.

I don't get it.

Paul, Thibaud, they're all the same. They're in it for what they can get.

And why not?

- Is earning a living scandalous? - No, but it makes me sick.

I'm sick of them. I can't applaud that.

They're all pains. They're pathetic.

You're the pathetic one. Just what do you want?

I can't keep up.

How far will you go?

Your children bore you.

You realise 22 years later that they're poorly educated.

Just what is your problem? Tell me!

Don't you think it's worrying, watching you catch flies,

playing with guns,

hating your children?

I'm watching telly, leave me alone.

That's what everyone does. Leaves you alone.

We can't get near you.

You're driving everybody away.

- You'll end up alone. - You want to leave?

Ending up alone...

That doesn't scare me. On the contrary.

I'd be a new man,

someone who'd been given a second chance.

Free of all worries and pressures.

No longer having to smile.

Ignoring guilt.

Sleeping alone.

Going shopping.

My door always open,

just waiting.

Mr Polaris...

I'd like to see the watch.

- Is that all? - Yes.

I'll engrave my name on it.

No date. Just my name.

It's an original strap.

I won't change it.

I'll keep it.

Monsieur!

Did you call about a breakdown?

Yes.

Well that's me. What's wrong?

I tried starting it

several times.

It won't go.

- Can you smell petrol? - Yes.

Looks to me like you've flooded it.

Pardon?

- Did you dance on the throttle? - Yes, it wouldn't start.

Like I said, you've flooded the engine.

Same old story.

Come on, I'll tow you in.

- You can't fix it here? - I don't have my tools.

You don't bring your tools in the truck?

They're at the garage.

- You never repair on site? - Never.

- Why not? - I don't make a spectacle of myself.

Since you don't do on-site repairs, drop the car at Dantiac's,

my usual garage. - Belt up.

No, I won't belt up.

This is nice.

I always feel good with you.

Peaceful, calm.

Like with my father.

You have two daughters, right?

In the North.

It's true, it is a long way to come.

My children live at home.

One day they'll leave and I won't even notice.

In fact...

all these distances are relative.

We should both start smoking again.

Quietly,

just a nice little cigarette.

The swallows are flying low today.

Because of the flies.

Know what?

We'll sit and wait for the storm

together,

side by side,

quietly.

- Hello, Anna. - Hello. Are you eating here?

- I don't know. - As you wish. With pleasure.

Mummy,

I've something to say.

Yes?

Thibaud and I have decided to get engaged.

Really?

Yes.

That's wonderful.

But...

But when...

- You have a date? - Pretty quickly.

At the end of the week.

Thibaud thought

it'd be nice to do it on the boat.

If the weather's nice, we could go for a spin.

It'd coincide with the anniversary of my father's passing.

It'd just be Thibaud's family, you and a few friends.

Great!

Set the table, Thib... Thomas.

I'll do it.

What exactly is his father's "passing"?

Well...

He thought it'd be the right occasion.

He wanted to reunite his family

and take over the boat,

with a thought for his father, too.

He'd like that.

Oh, yes.

Right.

Congratulations, Thibaud. I really am...

Anna, can I say something?

Yes.

You smoke a lot, you know. You should be careful.

From a certain age, emphysema is irreversible...

You don't like tobacco so I won't smoke at your house

but here I do as I like.

- He said that for you. - I know.

Are you eating with us?

It's the wheeze in your chest...

Don't worry about it and give me a hand.

Are you still staying?

Of course.

The engagement at the same time as a commemoration...

Going to bed?

No. I've things to sort out in the cellar.

- At this hour? - Yes.

I'll clear a few things.

I'm going to move my office down there.

Why?

I don't know. For a change.

It's dark. Why would you do that?

I want to.

Tomorrow I'll take down a table

and a few bits of furniture.

It'll be fine.

You really want to move down here?

Yes.

You get more and more complicated.

God knows why.

When you live with a woman for more than 20 years

you end up not knowing her

or recognising her.

I lie against her,

touch this body...

I can feel she wants something not far from the Hamilton,

just a little time that's better than the rest.

What she's asking for is a little respite.

I know what I'm talking about.

- We have an appointment? - No.

I can't see you today.

It won't take long.

Come in. But be quick. I've a patient coming.

I want to see the watch again.

I must ask you to quit that couch.

- I just want to look at it. - Stop being childish.

I won't go. I want it.

- I must have it. - You'll get nothing,

absolutely nothing.

In future, I must ask you to make an appointment.

You don't seem to get it.

This isn't a whim or a fancy.

The Hamilton is very important to me.

You know what I mean?

I'm sure it's an analyst's trick

but I don't mind. I just want it.

I'll buy it off you,

you name the price.

The watch is in my pocket and there it will stay.

Please...

Monsieur Dantiac?

- Am I early? - I just finished it.

- What was it? - The coil was malfunctioning.

We've changed everything on this car.

It's saved me changing cars.

You're like your father with his DS.

He never gave up on it.

He'd look at the new models, the interior, the engine...

He'd always say the same thing:

"Progress is the termite of our heritage."

- He said that? - Word for word, every time.

- Is your father any better? - No. It's got to his liver.

I see him at hospital every night.

He asks if I'm well, if I've had a good day.

I talk about his customers.

When he starts to get tired, I go.

- You go every night? - Yes.

The other day he asked me for a photo of the garage.

And?

I parked some cars outside to show him business is good.

That must have pleased him.

The photo's on the bedside table.

Tonight, tell him I think about him.

Tonight I'll tell him about your coil.

And how are things with you?

My daughter's marrying a dentist.

At least he'll have clean hands.

- You reckon? - They wear gloves.

Like thieves, so they don't leave fingerprints.

- You'll send me the bill? - Yeah, right.

- It's kicking out blue smoke! - It's been around.

- You know what his father was? - A lifeguard?

- Seriously. - No idea.

Stomatologist.

Is that contagious?

It's true, it is nice here.

Can I smoke in your office?

You can do what you want.

Thibaud's throwing flowers into the sea.

Tomorrow?

In memoriam.

- I knew you'd like that. - What a masquerade!

- Where's the breadcrumbs? - Coming!

- What are they making? - A surprise for dinner.

I've had enough of their surprises!

Come on.

No, hang on... We've got time.

Incredible amount of food. How long are we going for?

They're far-sighted.

- What's that flag? - Which?

- That one up there. - The Panamanian flag.

You're right, they are far-sighted.

And you recognise it?

Alice told me the boat was registered there.

Panama!

No... Be good, don't start.

Okay, but Panama...!

We'll be late. Come on.

- Come on! - Got a cigarette?

You're smoking again?

No.

Come on!

My very dear friends,

firstly, thank you for being here.

Since my husband's passing, this boat has not put to sea.

I know wherever he is, Raphael can see us,

can hear us

and shares our emotion,

on this day when Alice gets engaged

to our son Thibaud.

Let the celebrations begin!

Come on, boys, champagne!

Bravo, that was wonderful.

Very moving. Good idea.

- You're drinking? - Of course!

- To our friendship! - To our happiness and theirs.

- Eh, son! - Long life to children!

Thank you.

And maybe, soon, a grandson?

- Not soon. - Yes, soon!

- We'll wait a little. - Depends what you call soon...

Let me introduce myself: Benito Grimaldi.

You can call me Benny.

I was Raphael's best friend. He was remarkable.

Your daughter is charming.

I heard she's chosen orthodontics.

Excellent speciality, very fashionable.

Straightening teeth is treating a problem at the roots.

Tell me, Mr Polaris, I believe you write...

Novels, no doubt?

Very interesting.

Unfortunately the mouths of our contemporaries

don't leave me much time.

And as the English say:

"Water, water everywhere,

"and not a drop to drink."

I don't understand.

What's that, Mr Polaris?

Your maxim, in that context.

One doesn't explain a proverb, you know.

It's like the nuance of a colour.

Some cannot perceive it.

I don't understand a thing.

That's a shame.

Honestly, how hot it is!

Has Thibaud shown you round our Dundee?

Yes. It's a very nice boat.

My husband totally restored it.

Raphael always knew exactly what he wanted.

He sailed a lot?

When would a stomatologist find the time?

This boat was his folly, his passion, his dream.

A dream that took him to the bottom of the sea.

Do you sail? Do you have anything in the marina?

No,

we've nothing in the marina.

Good thing too, believe me.

I don't know any happy sailors.

Too many taxes, too many storms, and most of all,

too much water.

- Water everywhere, as Benny says. - That's right.

What exactly does that mean?

You don't speak English?

- When you're ready. - The flowers are here?

- Everything's ready. - Fine.

Let's cast off!

"Raphael, we have made this trip to see you on your beloved boat

"to show you that we haven't forgotten you,

"and that despite the weather, despite the swell,

"you remain..." Oh, shit!

"...you remain with us...

"each one of us,

"in our memories

"and our lives.

"Your son,

"who by the way looks more and more like you,

"is now ready to take up the torch.

"As he starts out,

"we're telling both you and him that we're there for him,

"to advise him

"and help him to grow

"toward the peaks you attained.

"Raphael, may God keep you with Him for ever."

Come, Mother.

Look out...

It's quite safe.

Did he fall in?

He jumped, I saw him.

Shall I fetch the wreath?

- I want nothing to do with him! - Calm down.

He's sick. He needs treatment.

What he did was rotten.

He's mental. How can anyone despise people like that?

Alice...

It was quite an odd ceremony.

It was a tribute to his father.

Rather theatrical...

Wasn't your husband a bit theatrical?

Have a good time together.

- Looking for Mr Sabounghi? - Yes.

He is gone.

Gone where?

He left us four days ago.

Peacefully, without pain.

I was here 4 days ago.

Yes, the day of the storm.

When you left, I brought him in...

He seemed happy.

What you do for them is good.

I didn't tell you before, but...

We need more people like you.

Thank you, Mr Polaris.

Have you met the other residents?

They're almost all at the club at this time. Come along.

No. Not today.

Not today.

I've come for the watch.

Please...

I have a patient waiting.

She left five minutes ago. It's one o'clock, your lunch break.

I won't keep you, I'll just take what belongs to me.

Your conception of ownership is eccentric.

Give me the watch.

I don't know that this is the right place for this.

What's going on?

We're trying to remain calm.

You're not going to shoot me...

You know what shooting someone is?

The noise, the smell of gunpowder,

the look in his eyes, his body suddenly collapsing,

and the peculiar consistency of flowing blood.

Is that really a sight you wish to see?

You think you're capable of killing for a watch?

Give it to me.

You look like a small-time thief, Mr Polaris,

a grave robber.

Have you wondered who will take off your watch

when the time comes?

Sit down.

No.

On the couch.

Lie down.

You really are going the whole hog with me.

It runs slow, Mr Polaris.

I'm thinking of my father.

The day he died, it was me who took off his watch.

Today, it's different.

People are buried wearing their quartz wristwatch.

Buried or not, it keeps time for a year.

That's what I'm thinking of,

lots of buried blokes

who've all got the right time.

I'm wearing the watch.

I am alive.

I'm feeling good.

I like it that my wife lies to me

out of respect,

out of love,

out of laziness.

Each time I've noticed it, I've felt touched.

Love means lying to each other.

You were watching me last night.

You looked beautiful.

I wonder how flies look at life,

if there are ill flies,

fragile flies,

mental flies,

if they're jealous, possessive,

if they have a memory,

patience

or regrets.

I wonder how long a fly lives.

Subtitles - Henry Moon for TELETOTA