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THE ESCAPEES

Show me that patient's file.

Marie Gracieut, with a T.

Admitted the 24th of this month.

From child welfare services.

Three stays in psychiatric wards.

Medical conclusion?

Severely uncommunicative.

Incurable.

All the same, look after her.

Keep her under surveillance.

- She has a room? - Alone, of course.

I isolated her as soon as she arrived.

- Reaction? - None.

Just her constant rocking.

Hope for a miracle.

With modern treatment, anything is possible.

Shall we move along?

Let go!

Bastards!

Let me out!

Hey, rocking girl!

Don't you hear me?

Look up, stupid. I'm talking to you.

Dumb bitch!

You'll pay for that.

Stop staring at me.

Put that down

and get this thing off me.

Hurry up!

Just rip it! Who cares?

Give me your shoes. I'll need them.

Good enough.

Now, your clothes. Strip!

I'm getting out of here. Understand?

I have lots of clothes in my room.

You can have all of them,

but not this dress.

I need to get out of here.

Get it?

- Understand? - Did they hurt you?

Are you in pain?

What do you want?

To live.

To lie, to drive, to burn.

It doesn't matter where. Anywhere but here.

There are lots of places

other than this prison, this asylum,

with all these ugly bastards.

Quit staring at me!

You want to die here?

I don't!

They say I'm sick. Very sick.

I try to find out what's wrong with me, but I can't.

Everything scares me.

Sometimes, my whole body trembles.

Something must be broken in your little head.

Give me your clothes.

Stay back. Don't touch my dress, or I'll scream.

Fine.

- Before, you offered... - Everything else. I swear.

- What's your name? - Michelle.

- And you? - Marie.

There is a certain resemblance.

Must be the virginity.

This "elsewhere", where is it?

It starts outside these walls and ends wherever we like.

I'm leaving.

What are you doing here? I don't need you anymore.

Get out. You'll get us caught.

Get out!

You again? What do you want?

- Take me with you. - I can't.

Together, we'd get caught. You'd slow me down.

Take me with you or I'll scream.

Fine. I'll get you outside. After that, we separate.

Agreed?

Where are you?

Answer me!

First, stop sniveling.

Let me explain something. An escape isn't a funeral.

We need to move quickly,

get as far away as we can.

Otherwise they'll catch us.

I've already gotten caught three times. But not this time.

Understand?

I can run, you know, as fast as you want.

I'll go wherever you do, because with you...

What do I do with you?

We agreed to separate. Now you're sticking to me like glue.

Just my luck!

I finally escape and a nutcase starts following me.

I know what you think,

but I don't want us to separate.

- Ever. - I'm not a nurse.

What'd you do, anyway? Why were you locked up?

I'm afraid of people.

That's just perfect.

Afraid of people and she wants to go with me.

I want to see people.

Lots of them! Cute guys!

Blow your nose.

Do I have to tell you everything? You're worse than a kid.

Get up. We'll figure it out later.

Stay right here.

If all goes well, I'll cough, then you come over.

Wake up, damn it! Remember what we...

We're visiting France. We're hitchhiking.

My name is Marie. I turned 18 four months ago.

That's reassuring.

Okay, here I go.

- I hope I didn't scare you. - Scare me? Why?

I don't know. Are you alone?

The others are coming.

- Others? - My friends.

My family, or close enough.

- What's the drum for? - Drumming.

It keeps your spirits up.

The rhythm is supposed to help when walking uphill.

- Where are you going? - Far away.

Elsewhere. Everywhere.

What about you?

I'm traveling. I'm with a friend. She's over there.

Here they are.

That's Pearl, outside the van.

We can give you a ride, if you're not too picky.

Come on, I'll introduce you.

- Pearl. - I know. I'm Michelle.

We're traveling.

Marie!

So are we. Where are you headed?

Anywhere, but as discreetly as possible.

We keep a low profile. We like our independence.

Not very luxurious, but it's discreet.

- Want to come? - Of course. Where are you going?

A traveling troupe is putting on a show by the car graveyard.

- Really? - About 100 yards after the jetty.

- What kind of performers? - Good ones.

I was in their show last year.

What a recommendation!

What time does it start?

The usual time, 9:00 PM.

You're already quite a show.

Don't try that with me!

Get off me!

Hi, Pierrot.

Meet me there at 9:00?

Sure. All the guys already decided to go.

MAURICE AND HIS EXOTIC DANCERS

Good evening and welcome to the traveling show!

Take a seat!

In a few moments, you can admire our wonderful exotic dancers.

In the meantime, our charming waitresses will be serving drinks.

Listen up!

Blue tickets for pastis, red tickets for whiskey!

Drinks are $2!

Buy your tickets, gentlemen.

Don't panic. Just ignore them. Stay close to me.

Take the glasses. I'll serve. We can switch later.

- Will you be okay? - You're here. I'm not afraid.

The tickets have been sold. Start serving.

Get out there!

Looking for a fat lip?

What's your problem?

What'd you say?

And now, exoticism, passion and beauty!

The show is about to start!

Hotter than an island breeze,

I give you the West Indies' greatest dancer,

Pearl!

Hurry up, or they'll yell even worse.

Those men scare me, the way they yell.

If you're scared, you don't have to stay.

- Go back to the asylum. - No, I'll go with you.

Hurry, Maurice is getting impatient.

She's so beautiful.

I'd have loved to be a performer.

Not a dancer like that, but...

It's impossible. You're afraid of people.

Up there in the spotlight,

you're all alone, you're far away.

- How do you know? - I just do.

- When I was little... - What?

Nothing.

Just a fleeting memory.

Back to work, damn it!

What do you think you're doing? Hurry up!

See? There's your life in the spotlight.

Who do you think you are, talking like that?

Don't fool yourself.

In this troupe, we're all performers, real ones.

Pearl, Maria and myself.

I used to act on the stage,

in a real theater.

I did Shakespeare.

But what you see here is also theater,

street theater.

The original theater, the best.

I know the streets, Maurice.

I've slept in the streets.

I've hidden in the streets.

To me, it's not theater. It's my life.

- Yours too. - Look around you.

Look at my traveling stage, the noisy sailors.

It's the great mystery of the traveling show.

I know that. All shows are mysteries,

traveling shows and all the others.

I'm a performer, like you,

even if I never danced or acted on a stage.

Like us, you're part of the troupe.

All travelers are performers.

Hey, missy!

Any idea where my wallet went?

- Are you crazy? - I'm serious.

You remember, don't you?

The docks, the flirting, all so casual!

What does that have to do with your wallet? Get lost.

I want my cash!

Don't you remember me?

I'm Momo.

I was here the last time you came through town.

This is for...

for the drinks and the little extra.

I hope she hasn't forgotten me,

because in five minutes, she's mine.

Go tell her.

- Where are you going? - Leave me alone.

I want to find out.

I'll say it straight. I'm sick of you.

I'm sick of your fears and your prissy manners.

I want to live, full throttle.

To make love, like them.

I want to love, to groove, to totally lose myself,

to go on an adventure,

to feel someone's skin against mine.

Understand?

You want us to separate?

For always? Don't, Michelle!

I warned you. It's every man for himself.

If you really want to know,

I want to make love.

Tonight. In a bit.

With the first man who catches my eye.

Stop running after me like a lost puppy.

I swear...

If you don't behave,

I'll leave you and all the others.

Before we start serving refills,

drinks are still $2,

and here's... Pearl!

Hey, Pierrot, look!

What does she want?

She wants you, stupid!

We came to have a good time. Go get her!

Sophie won't be jealous. Right, Sophie?

Of course not. Go ahead.

I don't feel like it.

You're wimping out.

You'll be the laughingstock of the ship.

I'm not wimping out.

Stupid bitch!

Get out of here.

What's wrong with you? Why did you do that?

- Is she your sister? - I'd rather die.

It's over! Fend for yourself now,

you nutcase.

- Forget it. - You know,

I wanted to tell you,

you'd have been my first.

- You don't mean... - Yes.

I don't care if you don't believe me.

Go back to your buddies.

Go!

Maurice will come get me.

There you are.

Come on, let's go.

We'll spend the night in here.

- They didn't catch you? - They never will.

- And the two girls? - Sleeping.

Get out of here before they catch you.

They won't catch me.

- Not me. - That's what we all say.

In a week, I'll be far away.

Pierrot is taking me away

as a stowaway.

But in a month, I'll be running free in the Leeward Islands.

I'll miss you, little pickpocket!

I'll write to you.

If I make it that far.

You don't think you'll make it?

Pickpockets like me aren't destined for the Leeward Islands.

I'm no fool.

But I might get there after all.

In my mind.

They're in here. Understand?

The islands are here, in my head.

Islands like no one's ever seen.

I'm sure the cops will come snooping around.

Anything compromising in there?

Nothing but a few bottles,

personal belongings and stage costumes,

as far as I can tell.

Damn it!

The two girls.

They met them on the road.

Maurice hired them to serve drinks.

Those two? Are they over 18, at least?

They escaped from an institution the night before.

Psychiatric or penal?

There's a difference.

Before that, they were in child welfare services.

Hurry. Wake them before the cops show up.

Then get the hell out of here. Disappear like a ghost!

Come back and see me

one of these days at low tide.

Good-bye.

Thanks.

Wake up. Wake up!

Just pick out a wig. It'll be quicker!

- Where's the fire? - Not far away.

And the flames are getting higher. Put these on.

Okay, time to face reality.

I've thought it over. I think I have a solution.

It's only temporary, but better than nothing.

What's the plan?

First, you need to look normal, like you have no problems.

- Can we go to your house? - I don't have one!

The world is my home. I go where I like.

I want to do that too. Don't mind her, she's not quite normal.

- What's your plan? - Listen...

- But... - Listen closely.

The docks are deserted after a certain hour.

Yesterday, they unloaded a shipment from India.

There are loads of clothes!

Cool! Let's go.

Not now. Wait until tonight.

Michelle, I'm cold.

Hold on. Sophie's got a plan to get us dry clothes.

Calm down, girls. Let's get going.

INDONESIAN LINES

Marie, you keep a lookout.

Go on.

Wait, I hid a crowbar somewhere around here.

- Bastard! - Scum!

Let's go. We have to catch up with Marie.

Kid, you'll pay for that.

Out in the street. We'll settle it like men.

Check out that chick!

What's wrong with that girl?

She doesn't seem normal.

Like all the others.

Dance with me, kitten?

I think she went in there.

I know the place. Louise's.

What's wrong with that idiotic girl?

Marie!

Catch her! I'll wait here.

- Where'd they come from? - They're my friends.

Michelle and Marie.

Did I ask their names?

They were working for Maurice.

I met them last night at the show.

But then the whole troupe got arrested.

I know all about that.

Two charming officers paid me a visit.

They wanted your name and address.

They'll never catch me.

I'm an outsider,

through and through.

If I steal, I try not to get caught.

You do it fair and square.

We've all got a role to play in this world.

Yours is to steal from those who flash their cash.

I don't have anything against it.

And those two kids,

who and what are they?

No!

Go away!

I don't want to!

Go away!

Marie, stop!

Leave me alone! You have no right.

Madam, I want to stay. Stop them.

It's over now.

They're gone.

It's just you and I.

Go on...

cry.

Let it all out.

They abandoned you, didn't they?

Like me.

I know what it's like.

Why didn't they want me anymore?

I didn't do anything.

I really loved them.

I'd always go for walks with my father.

We had a big garden.

I could play however I liked.

No one ever bothered me.

I wouldn't know.

I never had any parents.

I was abandoned.

My bed was covered with dolls and stuffed animals.

My favorite

was Bobu, a crocodile.

I always slept with him.

It's useless to dig up the past. You'll just start crying again.

I don't like to see people cry.

Were your parents rich?

Ice skating lessons are expensive.

I also spent time at the rink, but as a servant.

Slaving away. I was everyone's servant.

"Michelle, come here. Michelle, you're wanted at the bar.

Michelle, you're needed in the rink."

Maybe you weren't talented.

For skating, I wouldn't know.

But in life, I know I've done great things.

What made you...

Disgust. I was fed up.

Hatred.

If you'd seen the director of the reform school,

so full of contempt,

such cruel eyes behind her glasses.

I couldn't take it anymore.

I ran away. That was my third attempt.

You left. I never did.

I lied about my age and got a job at an ice rink.

Everything was going well, but then,

I guess they got suspicious.

The woman did a background check on me

and then one day,

they came to take me away.

I was in at least four different homes.

Each time, "We can't keep her. She's too sick. Send her to..."

Marie, that's over now.

Forget about it.

An ice rink means so much to me.

I cease to exist.

I glide into a magical world.

Everything shines.

Everything is frozen and still.

Everything is silent.

I'm in a spiral of laughter.

I'm the sun.

I'm light.

I'm Marie.

How did I get here?

Through the door. And that's how we're leaving.

Sophie is waiting for us.

Listen closely,

you have to follow me, and trust me.

I won't leave you again.

We'll always be together?

We're going back to the nightclub,

the one you left after what happened on the docks.

No! Not there.

Would you rather wander the streets and get caught?

Sophie knows the owner.

She talked to her. Everything's been arranged.

- Don't worry. - If you say so. I believe you.

Hurry up. Soon it will be morning.

You'll take me far away?

And we'll never call at any ports,

we'll just keep sailing,

sailing until the very end.

Death will be our only port of call.

We can leave in two days. We're sailing for Brazil.

But the conditions won't be very...

Conditions don't matter to me,

nor does the destination.

I told you, you're my North Star.

In my sky, there's only one star.

You, Pierrot.

The Aliz� is just a ship, Sophie.

Lots of things could happen to stop it.

Then we'll leave it.

Perhaps you're not my North Star.

Don't say that. I want this as much as you do.

In that case, I'm ready.

I'll await your signal, Pierrot.

You're back.

Don't be afraid.

Almost everyone is gone.

We came to see Sophie.

She's over in the nook,

but I'm warning you, she's got company.

Don't leave us again, Marie.

I'll even give you a tour of my ship later.

See? Everything's fine.

- Is it a big ship? - Of course!

I'm just one of the sailors.

Louise is coming.

Thanks.

I had to wake her up.

It's hard for her to keep the pace.

Sooner or later, nightlife takes its toll.

Get up.

We're closing.

Look at all these lost lambs.

Hello, everybody.

Got the blues?

Wandering? Lost your way?

You hope something will turn up.

Like a brand-new person just around the bend.

Nothing's more fragile than a setting.

Life is a desert, all the rest, a mirage.

You guys can have a drink if you like.

Their pockets must be empty. They haven't ordered in a while.

Get rid of the last lingerers, but gently, with a smile.

Remind them that tomorrow is the big night,

with live music and dancing.

You can count on me.

Come see me when you've finished.

When have I ever left without saying good-bye?

Don't be so sensitive!

First things first. You kids need some rest.

I imagine you're exhausted after all you've been through.

Don't bother. I already know enough.

No need for details.

Pierrot, I'm thirsty. Pour me a drink.

You'd better plan to not stay long.

Two pretty young things hanging out at the port

or on the streets will get caught in no time.

We know that. We knew the risks.

You're so good at telling fortunes.

Read their cards.

Their future looks bright, doesn't it?

Nothing but blue skies.

Leave the cards out of it.

At their age, you don't need advice.

You just live because you're full of life.

Good-bye, Louise. Everything's in order.

Good night.

Come here.

- No belongings? - Nothing.

- You see... - We had to leave in a hurry.

I got that. I'm used to it.

I'm the one who found this girl.

This place is open to all, especially escapees.

I'm an escapee too.

Cut the deck.

Pick one.

What are you doing?

Aren't you coming to bed?

You're reading?

These books are full of legends.

White whales summoned by moonlight.

Piles of seashells,

shining underneath the waves.

Sailors in colorful outfits

with cutlasses.

Islands with buried treasure

that aren't on any maps.

Come show me your book instead of always talking.

Get up, girls!

We're not sleeping tonight.

Look, Sophie.

You'll get to see all the countries in this book.

We'll follow your voyage with Pierrot on the map.

My voyage?

Maybe I've already done it.

Later...

on the ship at the dock...

A ship is alive.

She speaks.

We hear her creak

and sway,

the snap of her sails.

I know all too well

that for pickpockets like me, the ship never sails.

But when you're at sea,

in one way or another, I'll be there

with you.

What do you mean, at sea?

We don't have a ship, or a Pierrot.

We're all going together.

What?

Marie, this is great!

It's over! Those bastards will never catch us!

No more hatred!

From now on, happiness, freedom, joy!

They'll never get you. No one will scare you again.

We're going to the islands too!

- You can wear this stuff there. - Where'd it come from?

The crates. I went back to the docks.

You did?

You're really something.

How would I look with a chignon?

I have lots of ideas for your hair.

Like this.

All right.

Tonight, wear something else. Go down to see Louise.

I'll go first. I have to say my farewells.

Don't forget,

we meet at 6:00 in front of the gangway.

Okay.

Wake up.

Where are we?

In a bedroom, of course. At Louise's.

- It's morning. - We'll get caught.

By whom, silly? The only one here is Louise

and she never wakes up before late afternoon.

She even explained how to make coffee.

I'll make some. It'll wake us up.

Scoot over.

Do you believe what Louise said?

With the cards?

I've never known anything but trouble.

But we've always managed to get out of it so far.

Why don't we ask Pierrot to take us?

I bet we could work something out with his friends.

It might hurt Sophie's feelings.

Nothing happened between Pierrot and me. Sophie knows that.

And once I realized she loved him,

I never looked at him twice.

Do you want a man of your own someday?

Before choosing one for life, you have to try out a few.

But if I ever fall in love,

he'll get everything.

I'll love only him.

He'll be my world,

the sky, the sea, the immensity.

I'd do anything he asked.

I'd be madly in love with him.

I can never love again.

Not that again.

First make love, then you can decide that.

He jumped on top of me. It was awful!

Nothing happened. We got there in time.

No, not then.

Before I met you.

Another man. I'll never forget.

- Sorry. - I can't say anything to you.

Even if I talk about the weather, you start crying.

I understand how you feel.

Okay, some guy wanted to screw you.

But there's no point in crying over it your whole life.

- I won't mention it again. - Drink your coffee.

I don't want to bother you.

Hey, grandmas!

Just waking up now?

The bed must be comfortable.

We've been up for a while. We're having breakfast.

Get moving.

I'm meeting Pierrot.

I'll take you with me.

Just give us a minute to get dressed!

Wait for us.

Hello, Sophie.

I didn't expect to see you two.

I asked them to come.

You know, the captain is ashore.

The day shift is playing cards.

Otherwise we could've cast off, as sailors say.

I'll show you around the ship.

Come on.

Days and nights,

nights and days.

The ocean as my companion,

the sky as my friend.

Seagulls...

and silence.

A great silence.

Hold on.

Give them some time alone.

Let's go back to Louise's.

I have a favor to ask...

and I don't want you to refuse.

What?

I want the girls to come with me.

It's impossible. Don't you realize the voyage lasts three or four...

They must, Pierrot.

Their destiny led them to a port,

to hope.

That's important.

Somewhere, there's a place for them.

We must help them.

Sure. Happiness, love, freedom...

That's all you see.

But three stowaways on a ship is no cakewalk.

You'll need to eat, drink, sleep,

breathe and stay hidden.

I'm scared. We're sure to get caught.

I've never asked you for anything.

I have something to confess.

Last night.

On the way home,

I searched the sky.

It was pitch black.

The North Star wasn't shining.

I was so scared.

I'll never forget it.

Just because the night sky is dark, everything is over?

Don't get worked up over nothing.

Okay, it's decided. We'll all leave together.

Be here on time and do exactly as I say.

Great! That's my Pierrot.

Music! Music!

Shut up, everybody!

Quiet.

Louise will sing for us.

Take it away, Louise. Sing "The Evil Prayer".

On a Navy three-master

Proud from bow to stern

On a Navy three-master

My beloved sets sail

Aboard the Archangel St. Michael

He wears a sailor's cap

We gave each other our hearts

Mine rides the waves with him

He followed Mr. de Joinville

When he went to sea

He followed Mr. de Joinville

To the shores of Tahiti

Protect him, Blessed Virgin

From the perils of the sea

On your sacred altar

I lit your candles three

Protect him from the spells

Of the women of Tahiti

Satan is their accomplice

And none ever forget their kisses

They dance in the nude

Or so the pastor claims

And singing songs unknown

They weave flower chains

Rather than he betray

Sweet Virgin, my jealous heart

Rather than he betray me

- Did you order drinks? - I certainly did.

Let him share the watery bed

Of treacherous mermaids

Rather than, on others' lips

Taste the salt of my pain

Direct with your divine hand

The lightning you control

To strike the Navy three-master

Of my handsome sailor

In the heart of the storm

Smash it against the rocks

Attack with fierce winds

Until the proud masts break

Sink the Archangel St. Michael

With Mr. de Joinville and all hands

So that my love's lying lips

Will be food

For the sharks

We're sailors too, you know.

To be precise,

the term for female sailors is "sailorette".

Then we're sailorettes!

- Isn't that cute? - I adore you.

Drinking is nice. It's fine entertainment.

But sometimes you need new entertainment.

Dancing, for example.

I see lots of potential partners.

All you have to do is ask.

But if you want to dance, let go of my thigh.

The tango is out of style. Argentinians no longer emigrate.

- She's sexy when she talks like that. - And how do you talk?

I need another drink. I'm parched.

- Vermouth, please. Doubles! - For four.

Thank you.

Come on, let's dance. There's lots of chicks.

- Care to dance? - No.

I can't believe this.

Would you accept a dance from an old guy like me?

Want to dance?

Want to dance or not?

Our two girls are dancing with those rich guys.

So what? Don't pout. They asked them to dance.

They're in good company.

It'll help them blend in...

in case those nosy flatfoots pay us a visit.

I guess you're right, Louise.

Besides, it'll help them pass the time

and forget their troubles.

Let them twirl and spin, empty and distant.

Who knows what fate has in store for them?

I guess they're just having fun.

It might be what they need right now. Who knows?

- I've had about enough of this. - Let's go.

- May I cut in? - Excuse me.

What's going on?

- Nice crowd. - It's open every night from 9:00 PM.

I read it on the sign over there.

Your ship arrives tomorrow?

It's highly possible.

Unless there's a mutiny.

No storms have been predicted. Conditions look good.

- Why? Bored with this place? - No.

- I want to make love. - Is that so?

- With whom? - Whoever wants me first.

Let me think it over.

No, I don't feel like it just yet.

Can I buy you two a drink?

I can't see you here. There's safety in crowds.

- Come with me. - I was waiting for you.

I have something important to tell you.

Just as I expected.

For me, farewells don't need violins.

I prefer my bursts of emotion to be discreet

and rapidly executed.

Come on.

Marie and I need to be at the docks at 4:00.

We can't be late. Sophie told us four times.

How about we all go back to the villa?

Tomorrow morning, I'll drive you to the port.

One last drink and we'll go, okay?

- Okay. - Okay.

Excellent idea, Roger. I'm in.

You promise you'll bring us back to the port on time?

I promise, Michelle.

You can count on me, honey.

Cheers!

Sorry.

Everything okay?

They're still with those rich guys. Not much else.

Forget about it. I'll handle the bar.

Go say good-bye to Sophie. She's waiting outside.

So this is it? You're leaving us for good?

I'll miss you, you know. I'll be thinking of you.

Take care of the girls. They still need to be protected.

I'll do my best, Patty.

Now I must say my farewells.

- A farewell is... - A longer good-bye?

No, Patty.

This good-bye is a farewell.

To whom? To what?

To things or to people? I don't know.

A true departure is not knowing where you'll end up.

I have the feeling this voyage will take me far away.

Further than I imagined.

I know I'll never return.

It's time for me to bid my farewells.

I don't really understand...

but if that's how you see it,

I'll bid you farewell.

Okay, time to go. We're falling asleep.

Come on.

Come on, girls, the car's just outside.

Make yourselves at home.

- Feeling okay? - Yes, I'm fine.

- Shall we stick with vermouth? - That'd be perfect.

- Don't just stand there. - Sit by me.

- Take care of her. - No problem.

- What happened to my necklace? - Maybe it's in the car.

Don't worry, it's probably in the glove box.

Can I put on some music?

Sure. Third button from the right.

You won't see anything. Night is just night.

I don't need to see. I can imagine it.

Did you hear that?

Michelle doesn't see, she imagines.

She's a champion of imagination.

What are you staring at?

It's only 3:00 AM.

There's plenty of time before your ship leaves.

- Here. - No, thanks.

We'll tell you when it's time.

In the meantime, have a sip.

Listen to this song.

Dance with me?

Just don't step on my toes.

These girls aren't quite... adequately dressed.

What are you up to now?

You'll see.

Come with us, girls.

We'll transform you.

Coming?

Don't be scared.

No.

I'll do it myself.

You'll look so cute in this.

Gentlemen, look what we've prepared for you.

Two lovely dolls.

No, this one's mine.

To think I'll never see you again.

Sad, isn't it?

I've traveled a lot too.

- Are you frightened? - The Sahara, the desert.

Don't touch me!

Death hiding behind each dune.

Death? Was it that dangerous?

You're so very young,

and so was I back then.

It was during the war.

You did all that and you made it back?

Yes. With trophies and a taste for collecting.

Sometimes, when I'm bored and everything seems empty,

I visit my little museum.

Did you bring a lot back?

Yes, a lot.

Everything I managed to collect.

Can I see?

Why? Does it interest you?

Everything unknown interests me.

- You'll have a long life, honey. - Show me.

Nothing could be easier. It's right upstairs.

Come on, Marie.

- Roger has a museum upstairs. - Leave me alone!

Here it is, my little museum.

Do you like it?

I rarely show it to people.

Come in.

Just getting comfortable.

This is a machine gun from the Algerian war.

This is how you load it.

It's a repeater weapon.

As soldiers say, it sprays bullets.

Very effective.

This is a nine-millimeter.

It's easy to load. You just pull this.

The bullets go here. Five of them.

You close it,

you cock it

and fire.

I'll leave you to my charming friends.

Women know what women like, right?

Join us.

Come on.

Come play with us.

Don't be shy.

This one...

I always keep loaded.

You never know.

These are dangerous times.

It's best to be prepared.

Now it's ready to fire.

Just pull the trigger.

Come hold it.

Holding a gun excites you,

doesn't it?

- Don't be afraid. - Leave me alone!

We won't hurt you.

Stop fooling around. Don't play with that.

It's loaded. It's not a toy.

Hello? Villa Louisiana.

Number 42. Quickly!

The ship.

The voyage.

Now they can't stop us.

That's right.

They wanted to steal our happiness.

Listen.

It's calling us.

Hurry, Marie. We can still make it.

Let's change and get out of here.

Come out with your hands up. You have five minutes.

After that, we're coming in.

It's too late, Sophie. They're not coming.

I can't leave without them!

Catch her.

It's her!

Cuff her!

- Look out! Stop! - No, Sophie!

Don't do it!

I think this is my last bullet.

Mine too.

We won't be going

to the Leeward Islands.

But we can still go out together.

Quickly, before they come in.

We'll shoot at the same time.

At the same time.

Why?

Why didn't you shoot?

I couldn't.

Michelle.

They're just kids.