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[Soft instrumental music playing]

[Psychoanalyst] What do I think of it?

What I think...

I think that most of my
patients suffer from something

much more common than madness.

What? Depression?

Loneliness.

Either you feel it inside
you, or live it everyday.

[Door opens in the next room]

The biggest problem is that

you all want the same things.

You all want to feel unique,

to have something that makes you special.

And above all, you want to be free

to act, to choose.

However,

just the idea of making something
really different scares you.

You fear

judgment, reprisals, gaze of the other.

And if it’s so tough to feel
free under this conditions,

It’s because nobody
is really free in society.

True freedom,

you have to be alone to find it.

[Clock ticking grows louder]

[Soft piano music starts]

[Deep violin playing with river sounds]

[Sound of river changes to shower water]

[Loud banging on the door]

[Fiona] Liam! What the fuck are you doing?

[Era 1 / 3: Her and Him]

[Last piano notes fade into street noise]

[Phone vibrating in the apartment]

Shit!

[Frenzied footsteps]

Hello.

[Button click]

[Sound of elevator door closing]

[Apartment door opening]

[Sniffling]

[Frenzied footsteps]

[Bike horn honks]

[Blues music in the store]

[Boss] Did you see the time?

[Woman] Sorry...

[Boss] Yeah? Well next
time you will eat here.

Hurry, finish the lady’s order,
I have accounting to finish.

Come on!

That’ll be 19.90 please.

[Drawer opening]

[Gurgling]

[Quiet music in the store]

It changes you...

Sorry?

The suit.

Last time, you looked

a little more untidy.

Wedding day.

Yours?

No, my sister’s.

Good!

No, well, I didn’t mean
to, I mean good for her.

Well yes, but you haven’t
seen my future brother in law...

Hello, hum honey, what are you doing?

I’m coming Hurry, we are waiting.

Keep the change.

Have a nice day.

Goodbye.

[Drawer closes]

[TV] ...when the first layer is
dry, you can apply the nail polish...

[Man making mouth noises]

If there’s too much, you can
take off a little with a wooden stick...

[Click of lipstick]

[Loud smearing of lipstick on lips]

[Lively music in the store]

Anything else?

What? Four sausages aren’t enough?

Maybe I can put this one too,

or maybe I can put you something else...

Mister Prévet! What are you doing here?

I’m stocking up,

we’re playing petanque with
some pals. Oh! Wanna come?

Thanks for asking, but I’ve
got work to do. Can’t promise.

Leave it!

That’s on me.

That’s cool pal!

But your chick isn’t.

Just before she was ready to jump on me.

Do you have a problem with my face, lady?

Tell me about it, she’s
been acting like that for days.

Oh! Well now I know why I
smelled fish when I came here.

You’re stupid! Come on, I accompany you,

you’ll say hi to the others!

Right. Bye bye shrew!

[Laughing]

What?

[Music starts]

[Clicking of earrings]

♪ When you feel people staring at you, ♪

♪ wondering what they say about you ♪

♪ I can’t tell you why,
but they wonder too ♪

♪ To live wonderful love ♪

♪ and feel wonderful Joyce ♪

♪ we need to be alone ♪

[Groaning]

[Sniffing]

Hey!

[Thwack]

[Song resumes]

♪ Say what you are looking for ♪

♪ Ask yourself if you want more ♪

♪ Once and for all ♪

♪ We need ♪

[Slow-motion scream]

♪ ... to be alone ♪

[Thump]

[Sudden waking sound]

[Groaning]

[Thump]

[Music begins]

[TV] The problem is, he found
a much heavier boxer than him

We just saw that his punches are deadly.

So, these are problems
that need to be solved.

[Bride:] What’s up? Enjoying
the evening? [Fiona:] Yes, sure.

[Bride:] Sorry we didn’t come
before, but there’s so much people.

Don’t worry, enjoy! By the way
that was a beautiful ceremony.

[Bride:] Really? I’m glad
you’re saying that because...

[Groom:] Thankfully I
hope, considering the price,

and you didn’t see
everything, my company got

me the Blinders, they’ll
come to play tonight.

[Boss:] And then she
hits me with a sausage.

Oh you think that’s funny huh?

[Vomiting]

[9 months later]

[Sound of river]

[Squishy larva sounds]

[Plop]

[Underwater ambiance]

[Desert wind blowing]

[Impact sound effect]

[Sudden waking sound]

[Sudden waking sound]

[Contemplative music]

[Breathing]

[Footsteps]

[Fiona:] Liam?

[Oriental tambourine]

[Overtone singing]

[Fiona:] Liam?

[Fiona:] Liam! What are you doing?

Liam!

[Street sounds growing louder]

[Breathing]

[Sound of river]

[Fiona:] Has it happened to you before?

[Liam:] Yeah.

[Liam:] But that was a long time ago.

[Liam:] I think that the
last time, I was still a scout.

[Liam:] They found me lost near a pond.

Also, that happened when I was
going camping with my parent.

What’s wrong?

Nothing, I...

I really don’t know what to do.

That’s a lot for me.

Listen, maybe I should stop talking,

I’m tired.

You think you can go back to sleep?

I love you, forget about
it, it’s just a difficult time.

[Exasperated laugh]

[Sigh]

Shit.

[Plop]

[Sharpening sound]

[Sound of rain and thunder]

[Stick plunges into water]

[Fanfare]

[Anxious sigh]

[Breathing]

[Plop]

[Deafening sound growing louder]

Fuck!

[Crying]

[Boat horn]

[Relieved sigh]

[Footsteps]

[Anxious music]

What the hell are you doing?

[Fiona:] At first, I thought it
was related to his dismissal.

[Panting]

But...

now I’m thinking maybe I am the reason.

Maybe both, I don’t know.

You should ask him, not me.

Last week, he was still
talking to me, but now...

You would have seen him there, his eyes,

it was like

like all of this was my fault.

Is that what you think, Liam?

I didn’t really know what to say right now.

Do you have any idea what caused this?

No, I don’t.

Take your time,

that’s why we’re here.

[Writing sounds]

I’ll tell you why we are here:

we’re here because
instead of being patient,

and waiting for things to get better,

Fiona takes me to the
repair, and then I guess that

everything will be better
in the best of worlds.

You’ve become as
down-to-earth as your mother.

Liam, I just try to...

Please Fiona, let him continue.

Well, yes Fiona,

let the gentleman occupy his
afternoon watching me insult you.

He’ll always end up being
the good guy, anyway.

With smart sentences, just to be
sure we didn’t pay him for nothing.

And then he will take our money,

telling himself how
useful he is for society.

Is that what you’re looking for?

Fiona talked about dismissal, is
that what you’re worried about?

You think you’re no
longer useful, or admired?

Let it be clear,

there is nothing wrong
with a transition period,

but there are many ways
to regain self-confidence.

Looking for a job, right?

Why not.

To feel more fulfilled?

To end up like you?

A smug guy in a suit and tie,
cufflinks, the nice house and nice car?

You could just see it as
a way to build something.

And it’s not just work,

One can thrive in their personal life

with loved ones,

family,

children.

Maybe I don’t want any
of this and be left alone.

[Acoustic guitar music]

[Fiona:] Did you mean what you said?

[Liam:] What?

You really don’t want kids?

I didn’t think you’d
remember anything else.

Don’t you think there’s
enough of us on this planet?

What more is our kid gonna bring?

[Fiona:] What do you mean?

[Liam:] You know what I mean, don’t
pretend. I’m just an investment to you.

You refuse to talk to me about separation

because now we’ve been
together for eight years,

the ticking of your biological
clock begins to be felt,

it would be far too risky
for you to look elsewhere,

am I wrong?

Is that really what you think of me?

Seriously?

I’m here when you have your fits,

I defend you when someone
spits behind your back!

Yeah, well, my fits like
you say, I had always

been sleepwalking when
I was away from home,

and if it happens now,
I’m sure it’s for a reason.

Yeah? So you don’t feel
at home with me? Right?

- That’s not what I sa-
- Stop taking me for a cunt!

That is exactly what you said.

And you know what?

Now, we’re two.

Fiona...

[Door slams]

[Music becomes mystical]

[Music becomes mystical]

[Guitar resumes]

[Distant thunder]

[Guitar stops, organ
plays a haunting melody]

[Breathing]

[Music stops, leaves rustling]

[Gentle piano music starts]

[Rumbling of leaves]

[Desert wind blowing]

[Squelching footsteps]

[Footsteps on rocks]

[Epic music]

[Rain and thunder rumbling]

[Music stops]

[Urban noise with car horns]

[Sound of splash underwater]

[Impact and soft background music]

You really don’t want kids?

I didn’t think you’d
remember anything else.

Don’t you think there’s
enough of us on this

planet? What more is our kid gonna bring?

[Silence]

[Impact sound effect]

[Epic music starts again]

[Thud of head striking rock]

[Calm music resumes, accompanied
by sound of flowing river]

[Birds singing in the background]

[Footsteps]

[Dragging noise of body in
water, then on sandy ground]

[Musical impact effect]

[Mysterious music]

[Engine noise inside car]

[Car turn signal blinking]

[Gregorian chant]

[Crunching noise of wheels on gravel]

[Sound of adhesive
bandage sticking to skin]

[Whispering voices in the music]

[Sound of briefcase closing]

[Suspenseful music]

[Music suddenly stops] [Startle sound]

[Last breath sound]

[Thunder rumbling]

[River flowing]

[Sound of dragonfly wings buzzing]

[Spiritual music begins]

[Wolf howling]

[Melancholic piano notes]

[Wolf howling]

[Era 2 / 3: Disillusions]
[Sudden violin note]

[Mysterious music with music box notes]

[Breath out] [Low evil laugh]

Murphy...

Eddy, let me sleep, I’m tired.

Oh, come on Murphy,
[Strident violin note]

You know you can’t sleep without me,

let me come with you!

No, I have to be responsible, and being
responsible starts with not needing others.

That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard,

Who told you this?

Mommy.

Of course, and I suppose she
promised you something in return right?

And, of course, you obey.

Wanna know what I think?

No, let me sleep.

I think your mommy told
you this because she’s jealous,

She probably doesn’t have a
blankie as comfortable as me.

Leave her in her bitterness,
and come and get me.

I told you to leave me alone.

See? You’re mad. That’s
because you know I’m right, huh?

No wait! Murphy! Murphy! Murphy wait!

Wait, wait! Murphy! Murphy! Murphy! Murphy,

Take me with you, or I’ll lose all my
hair, and I will be just skin and bones.

Murphy, if you keep
being stubborn like that, I...

All right,

just ignore me.

Follow mommy’s orders.

Keep hiding like that.

But believe me,

a day will come,

and that day,

much sooner than you think

that day you will need me

and you can say goodbye
to the exceptional support

of your friend Eddy, the teddy bear!

[Rhythmic music]

[Background office noise
with telephone rings]

[Music calms down]

[Music fades out]

Excuse me, we have other
applications that just fell.

Ah! I have to worry then.

No, no, not at all.

So, the position is
permanent with a salary of

4700 euros per month, a good health
insurance, and non taxable overtime.

[Pen clicking sound] Everything OK?

Well yes, but the
announcement lacked details...

Yes, quite deliberate.

Ah.

I see on your resume that you
were an accountant for 6 years.

Yes, that’s right.

But in the last year, since
the company was making

less and less profits,
I held other positions,

since I had more free time.

Ah, well, let’s talk about free
time: do you have a wife? Children?

No.

A dependent parent?

No, neither, I live alone.

Very good.

For us, not for you.

Although, for some companies, wife and kids

are a good way to hold
employees by the ba...

anyway,

You have a hobby? Something
that keep your weekends busy?

No.

And during public holidays?

No, not either.

Any problems with your erection?

What?

When you have sex, does your thing...

Yes yes, no I understood, but I
don’t see the connection to the job...

We try to keep abreast
of the latest studies.

And last month, Corpomania published
an article demonstrating that people with

repeated erectile dysfunctions are more

likely to be less
productive in the workplace.

No, no

I mean, it must have happened
to me once or twice, but...

No, I really don’t have
any problems on that side.

On that side?

You have a problem with another side?

No,

no, it was an expression.

And your sex partners?

What about them?

Are they.. by the way,

Male or female?

Female.

Are they happy with you?

I’ve never had complaints.

I understand,

it can be hard for all
of us to know, right?

Do you dance?

What do you mean?

We’re missing live wire
in the company, and it’s

very good that you have
some free time for us,

and to know that you will
be able to boost the morale of

the troops, and put some
atmosphere in our company evenings,

I can’t hide the fact, that
will be a load off my mind.

Well, yes, I can dance.

Well, more or less huh?

Very good!

Can you give me a demonstration?

Well, but here, now, without music...

[Underwater ambiance]

[Background noise: television playing]

[Gentle music from animated movie]

[Ominous music fades in and fades out]

[Footsteps]

I’ll just be a couple of hours.

Don’t you think you’re
overreacting here, Mom?

Well, listen, if you’re
really worried, just come,

because I can’t do otherwise.

Well, there you are,
so you don’t tell me how

to educate my son and
everything will go well.

That’s right, like you never left us alone.

Come on. Anyway I gotta go.

Right, see you. Kisses.

Well, sweetheart, I gotta go.

Are you sure you’re gonna be okay?

Do you remember everything I said?

If you’re hungry there’s
toast on the table,

you don’t change the
channel, don’t let anyone in,

and if you have a problem, any problem,

just call me.

And drink your milk
while it’s still a little warm.

You know, sweetheart, Eddy’s
not sleeping with you anymore

you don’t have to take
him everywhere you go.

I’d be home in three hours.

What about me?

Don’t I get a kiss?

Here it is.

I’ll be quick, okay? I love you!

I’ll leave my number by the phone.

[Footsteps walking away]

[Front door opens]

[Front door closes]

[Anxious breathing from TV show]

[Strange high-pitched sound
fades in, like a balloon inflating]

[Yawning]

What are you doing, now?

Oh, I see.

I thought that when your mom left,

you would apologize and hug me.

Would you look at me when I talk to you?

You really don’t seem busy, do you?

You didn’t even see the beginning.

I know very well why you’re doing this,

because you were told not to, right?

Do you know the expression:
while the cat's away

the mice will play!

While the cat’s away the mice will play

[TV volume increasing]

[TV show still playing in the background]

[Ominous music]

[Lively experimental
rock music from speaker]

Very good!

Very good!

Feel free to do a little more, huh?

Imagine: it’s company Christmas party,

no one dances, and you have to coach

everyone around the floor with you.

[Phone ringing]

Yes?

Wait, hold on.

Keep going, keep going, It won’t take long.

Yes.

No, D13.

D14 serves as a transition from D13 to D15.

Yes, exactly. It's empty.

What?

Wait a minute.

[Music stops]

[Heavy breathing]

D16

The archives department
won’t be able to figure it out.

Keep going!

D17,

Depends on what you’re looking for, huh?

[Footsteps of dancing]

Ask Gregory.

Right.

Bye, kisses.

All right, all right, you can stop.

[Heavy breathing]

Was it good?

Not really, no.

We’ll see later if your
sense of humor is better.

Let’s move on, do you feel like a leader?

Hum, yes, I guess.

And like an employee?

Yes, as well.

So you can give orders and receive orders.

Ah! Yeah, OK, I understand now.

Sorry?

No that’s because I didn’t see
the link between your questions.

How often does that happen to you?

What?

To not understand what you are being asked?

No, no, it’s just on the moment, I...

Good, good, good.

We’ll have a series of
little tests if that’s okay.

Yes.

Sorry?

Yes, that’s okay.

Ah.

[Office intercom buzzing]

Geraldine,

Please bring me Valerie.

[Heeled footsteps approaching]

[Door knocking]

Come in!

[Door opening]

Ah, Valerie.

I present our future potential
wandering resource manager.

- Hello! -Hello.

Don’t move.

Very well.

Valerie, please sit in
the gentleman’s seat.

OK

Good.

Setting:

the company has had several
ideas stolen in recent months,

and Valerie is the only one who knows
who the mole is among the employees.

You have five minutes to squeeze
her out information about his identity

before the competition receives
the list of our annual projects.

- Right, but the competition? [Stopwatch
start click] - And top, you’re up.

[Stopwatch ticking]

[Nervous giggle]

Valerie,

We know from reliable sources,

that you know the name of the
person who is filling in NemesisCorp.

[Stopwatch stop click] Stop.

NemesisCorp?

Yes... I improvise,

Since you didn’t give me
the competitor’s name, I...

Good idea.

Here we go again.

Start! [Stopwatch start click]

I don’t know what you mean,
nobody talks to me at the office.

Yet Valerie,

we were clearly told that you had
exchanged with him several times

and that he had confided in you.

Three minutes.

Wait, what?

Yes, take it to the
next level. Threaten her.

[Stopwatch still ticking]

Valerie,

if you don’t cooperate, We’ll
have to end your contract.

What? You can’t do this!

We don’t have to do this,

- You just have one thing to say...
- How am I gonna make it?

I have a paraplegic son,

do you know how much
I pay for his medical care?

You can’t do this to me,

it’s unfair, if you dare
take what little I have left,

I swear to god I’ll find you,

I will burn your house, and
that’ll be just the beginning!

She gets hysterical, Slap her in the face!

What?

[Maniacal laughter]

You won’t be able to
hide, Terry. The nights

your dad took you to the basement, it’s

gonna be Disneyland next
to what I’m gonna do to you,

where you are, I’ll be there to make
you suffer, until you beg me to spare you

by ending your shitty life, where you
haven’t even been able to find a pussy,

or even a fucking job!

[Slap on face]

Fuck you!

Yes I know who the
snitch is -but you can still

try sucking your
mother’s nipples - Again!

Who get you hit in the
head when you were little

and throw up everything
you’ve swallowed up on me

- and I won’t say shit! -Again!

And I will gladly return the favor by
making you eat the diapers of my bed...

Again!
- So you can... [Slap on face]

really know [Slap on face]

what your shitty life [Slap on face]

[Heavy breathing]

tastes like!

[Multiple slaps on face
accompanied by angry shouts]

[Heavy breathing]

It’s

It’s Fabrice, on the archives.

And top [Stopwatch stop click]

Well, bravo, really.

[Applause]

Nice spontaneity.

That’s OK, Valerie, you can go.

Is it okay? Haven’t I done too much?

You don’t, you were perfect, as usual.

Are you sure? 'Cause for a
while I kind of drooled and...

But no, no

Look at him, he’s totally freaked out.

Well, tell her, you!

I almost bought it... Ah! You see?

Yeah? Well see you for brunch then.

Good luck.

[Ambient music with a
slightly heavy tone begins]

You may seat down.

[Heavy music intensifies]

You’re all right?

Yes, no, I can’t really say.

Good.

Let’s move on.

As you’ve seen from all these questions,

our selection criteria
are mainly based on the

almost unlimited
availability of our employees.

Yes, I think I get it.

In that case, are you ready to commit

yourself wholeheartedly
to this undertaking?

Yes, well, I guess.

Is that a yes?

[Heavy music keeps playing]

Yes.

All right.

So suppose I look for a car,

I’m the buyer, this office is a
car dealership, you’re the car.

If I want a nice car, I
have to make sure that

you’ve done a roadside inspection, okay?

Yes.

So I see on your health record
your last health check-up was

- 4 years ago. - I can do it again.

It won’t be necessary.

I do health checks myself.

What?

Don’t get me wrong,
there’s nothing weird about it,

I was a doctor before
I started this company.

So:

That is good,

that too,

[Music grows increasingly
oppressive with coello]

The vaccines to renew next year,
remember, that would be a shame.

Sure.

[Music rises and then abruptly softens]

Ah.

I don't see a diagnosis of prostate cancer.

Don’t contract. You’ll get haemorrhoids.

- Sorry. - That’s all right.

[Sound of digital rectal examination]

Okay, you can put your pants back on.

Listen, I won’t hide anything from you,

you have an abnormal size, it seems
to be the first stage of cancer and,

given its size,

it is incurable.

I am truly sorry.

What?

If it makes you feel any better,

even if it’s already big enough,

I don’t think it’s at a
very advanced stage,

we could requalify your contract
in a fixed term of, say, 5 years.

Maybe even 6?

I’m dying?

I am

sorry.

But on the other hand we have an
obligation employment of disabled workers

this would allow me to avoid having
to pay our contributions for the Gifip,

and then we could provide
you with raised desks,

so you don’t have to sit.

You tell me I only
have A few years to live,

and all you have to tell me
is that you have raised desks?

Well, to tell you the truth,

No.

I mean we do have raised desks, but

you don’t have a tumor.

[Rhythmic cello music starts]

- What? -You have nothing.

Well, I wouldn’t know
because I am not a doctor either

That was a joke.

[Music grows louder] To
test your sense of humor,

As I said earlier, there’s a lack of live
wire in the company, so I wanted to know...

Hey, what is that?

A trash.

No, above the trash.

Ah, that’s...

No, nothing.

Did you film us when...?

Hey! I asked you a question!
Did you film us when...?

- Theo, we’re done here.
- Wait a minute, no we’re not,

[Music suddenly stops]
There is no job interview.

What?

I’m sorry, it’s always a
complicated moment for me,

especially with candidate as yourself.

What the fuck are you talking about?

We work for the S.R.I,

we are not looking for employees.

- S... S.R?
- Sociological Research Industry.

Currently, we reclaim the
works of Stanley Milgram,

you heard of him, experiments on
the degree of individual obedience.

You understand me?

To make it clearer:

Instead of using the authority to
gauge the docility of the test subject,

the focus was on its greed.

You understand better now?

You’re not a recruiter?

No.

But if it makes you feel any better,

the further our subjects
go in the experiment,

the greater the compensation.

The more greedy people are,
the more you pay them, seriously?

I recognize that this may seem paradoxical,

but I can only advise you to
focus on what we have to offer.

How much?

5000.

Tax free, of course.

I recognize that this may
seem like a small compensation

in light of what you’ve
been through, but...

Been through?

You just put a finger on me.

So first, I put you 2.

And then usually our candidates
don’t go that far in the interview,

we respect everyone’s free will.

- and, nobody forced you to... - 10 000.

- Sorry? - 10 000 or I’ll sue you.

If you had really seen my resume you
would have seen that I went to law school.

I assure you, you won’t be able
to hold anything back against us.

Breach of trust, identity theft,
sexual abuse, shall I go on?

- Technically,

- you were consenting. - 10000!

Thanks.

[Calmer but rhythmic music]

Here.

Oh, you don’t have to count.

Can you sign this for me?

It stipulates that you undertake
to give us your image right,

not to disclose our
actions, and not to sue us.

- Good day. - Right.

Mrs. Bouvier.

- Yann Servec, nice to meet you. - Hello.

You could wait in my office,
I have a colleague to see.

- Second door on the left. - Thank you.

[Opening then closing door sound]

Well, we made a deal.

I negotiated 7,000.

Well, that’s gonna be
a big hit in the budget.

No, but it’s true he
thought where the fuck

did he go? You should
have sent him to hell.

What? and miss a case like that?

If it were up to me, I would
have posted it directly on YouTube.

Yeah, well, luckily It’s not,

we’re not at SocioMag,

I remind you that we
have an ethics to respect.

Right, go tell that to
everyone you’ve put a finger on.

Sorry, two fingers on, that’s right.

I was laughing so much
when you told him that.

So where are we with Madame Bouvier?

Well, she just got here.

She has not yet passed the first stage.

[Background office sounds]

Well, it wasn’t long.

- Less hits in the budget, right Valerie?
- Screw you.

Funny because I was referring to what you

said earlier, but less
hits for you as well.

Good double-meaning joke.

- Well, can somebody go get her for me?
- Yeah, I go.

What else is new?

Well, speaking of the devil, SocioMag has

already reached its
threshold of test subjects,

and they’ve already
posted everything online.

Besides stealing our
ideas, They do everything

to make it look like they came from them.

- What else?
- Well there’s our team in Sarthe

who sent us last week’s rushes.

With a lot of weirdos.

I saw one earlier that went
all the way. You’re gonna laugh:

Wait, wait:

put this one on.

[Double mouse click]

Do you have any dancing skills?

Well, skills, I don’t
know, but I can dance.

Would you be able to delegate?

- To delegate?
- That’s the guy you just saw, right?

Go to the SocioMag website.

[Music resumes with rhythmic cello]

Scroll down.

There!

Do you have children
or a dependent parent?

I have two children.

Are you engaged in an
extra-professional activity?

Yes, I do tarot.

- Do you have erection problems? - No.

Are your partners satisfied
of your sexual performances?

Yes.

Do you have any dancing skills?

Son of a bitch.

[Music grows louder]

[Car remote opening beep]

[Car door opening and closing]

[Music fades out with sound
of bill counting machine]

[TV series playing in the background]

[Sound of mouth chewing]

[Loud stomach growling]

Wow! Was it you?

[Light, mischievous, and mysterious music
with music box notes and female choir]

Where are you going?

Murphy?

[Sound of chair being dragged]

[Music intensifies, heightening suspense]

[TV series continuing in the background]

Well, you sure have some nerve!

I’m hungry.

Are you sure?

You look a lot bigger than my belly.

Leave me alone!

What makes you think she didn’t
count them before she left, huh?

You’re gonna get hurt,

and it’s not with my stumps that
I’m gonna be able to call 911 if you fall.

- Shut the fuck up!
- Oh! Well, better and better huh?

Better and better, huh.

[Groan of annoyance]

[Music intensifies, heightening suspense]

[Soft startled breath]

[Slight gasp]

[Soft sigh of effort]

[Surprised gasp]

[Music intensifies, heightening
suspense, then cuts off]

[Surprised gasp]

That was a close one.

[TV sound louder] Gimme that.

[Loud gunshot]

[Surprised gasp, slowed]

[No sound]

[Glass jar breaks loudly
on the floor, candies rolling]

[Surprised gasp]

- Grandma’s sweet tooth - Oh, no no no!

I know one who is
going to have a hard time.

Eddy, please help me!

You see that! Looks like someone
finally found his little tongue.

Please, Mom will kill me!

But you had to think about it before,
what do you want me to do about it?

I’m not a magician,

- I’m just a teddy bear.! - Please!

Fine:

Your mother has super glue
in a cabinet near the entrance.

Let’s just try to put it back together.

Put it back together? Well,
yeah, what else do you have?

It’s either that or we
bury it in the backyard,

but eventually she’ll realize it’s missing.

Come on! Hurry! Come on, come on, come on.

[Light growl of annoyance]

You have to tell him everything.

[Drawer opens then closes]

[Sound of candies being poured into a bowl]

[Sound of glue tube opening]

[Music intensifies, building suspense]

[Sound of glass pieces
being glued together]

[Delighted gasp]

[Many sounds of glass
pieces being glued together]

[Sound of mouth imitating sticking]

[Sound of glass pieces
being glued together]

Amazing! With any luck, She
won’t even notice the cracks.

- No thanks to you.
- Hey, who found the glue?

What else did you want me to
do? Squeeze the tube with my teeth?

[Sound of glass stuck to the floor,
accompanied by grunting effort]

[Soft rubbing sound of plush fabric]

[Soft questioning murmur]

Something wrong?

- It’s stuck. -Oh, that’s too bad, huh?

That’s not funny!

Don’t pull like this It’s gonna break!

Work your brain a little bit:

What did your mother use when
you glued your fingers together?

Zolvent.

Well we way solvent,
but no, she didn’t have it.

So?

[Sound of key turning to open medicine box]
[90 degree alcohol]

Hey oh!

It’s bigger than your fingers, Don’t
worry about putting more on, huh?

But she’s gonna notice I took some.

That’s right.

Oh, I know!

Just add some water to
the bottle once you’re done!

[Sound of liquid pouring onto the floor]

Oh be careful! What’s
wrong with your head? Oh!

[Sound of effort and glass
detaching from the floor]

Bravo!

Now, we’re gonna have to
cover up the smell, because

this smells like grandpa’s
basement here, right?

- But you told me to add more.
- Well, I’m saying that for you, huh.

[Door opening to the garden, birds chirping
softly and outdoor sounds faintly heard]

[Sound of match
striking and flame igniting]

[Soft flickering sound of candle flame]

[Sound of blowing to extinguish a match]

[Loud crash of dishes falling to the floor]

[Gasps of astonishment]

What the hell? Are you
doing this on purpose?

- What do I do now?
- What do you want me to say?

We’re never going to have
enough glue to put it back together.

Please!

[Music resumes softly,
gradually intensifying the action]

- Surely there is a solution...
- But the solution I gave you earlier,

All you had to do was
admit your mistake while

you still could, now all
you have is eyes to cry.

And please spare me the
proper meaning of that sentence,

because I don’t think that I
could survive another of your sobs,

You’ve always wanted to make it your
own way, now take it. No more playing.

I thought you knew what
you were doing, I should

have known you didn’t
have the shoulders for it,

All your life, you just let yourself go
where someone else wanted to take you,

You’re more fragile, weaker
than all these plates put together.

Since you were born, your needs
have always come before mine!

You are a burden to me, that I
drag myself hoping that one day,

someone will come and break
my chains and get rid of you!

And your ugliness, it was already
horrifying to me when you were born,

so imagine how it makes me feel today.

Every day that passes, I see the demon
growing inside you and your father knew it,

which is why he didn’t even wait for
you to come into the world to abandon us.

What the... [Angry yell]

[Sound of lighter flicking
and cigarette being lit]

[Exasperated yell with
punches hitting the teddy bear]

[Heavy, rhythmic music resumes]

[Sound of plush balls spitting]

What the hell is wrong with you?

You thought I was gonna congratulate you?

All right, all right, you can go, a
little exercise, it won’t hurt you.

[Multiple punches landing
on face and pain gasps]

Is that it?

Harder!

[Pleasure-filled laugh]

Oh, I like it!

[Growl of rage]

[Cartoonish scream]

[Heavy breathing]

[Music continues, creating
suspenseful atmosphere]

[Growl of effort and pain]

Is that all you got?

[Click of remote control]

[Spitting sound]

[Sound of electric roller
shutter closing with creaking]

[Loud growl of apprehension]

Finally I think I’ve had enough.

Hand’s up!

[Music intensifies, creating
an unsettling atmosphere]

[Loud scream of rage]
[Maniacal laugh of the teddy

[bear] [Sound of TV falling
and breaking on the floor]

[Sound of glass fishbowl falling
and shattering on the floor]

[Fish flapping on the floor] [The
scream of rage continues] [Cartoonish

[squeaky sounds of teddy bear being
mishandled] [Rage scream goes on]

[Maniacal laughter and cartoonish gasps]

[Blop sound of fish mouth] [Scream
of rage and maniacal laughter continue

[accompanied by rhythmic
and distressing music]

[Sound of apprehension] [Sound of impact]

[Music fades out]

[Heavy breathing]

[Wooden shelf creaks as it moves]

[Sound of exertion]

It’s okay?

Are you done?
[Wooden shelf creaks as it falls]

Oh, oh... [Scream of fear] [Sound of
wooden shelf and dishes falling on the

[floor] [Sound of fire growing
and crackling loudly] Eddy!

Eddy, [Groan of pain]

Murphy,

Fire!

[Sound of fire blazing and crackling]

[Moan of effort]

[Asphyxiation cough]

[Fire crackling]

[Dramatic music supports the action]

[Asphyxiation cough]

[Grunting and pain sounds]

[Dramatic music hits then fades]

[Breathing heavily]

Murphy, [Loud fire
crackling. No more music]

Murphy,

Eddy, I’m sorry, I don’t know
why I did this, I didn’t want to.

Doesn’t matter, everything’s fine.

Murphy,

Don’t talk, don’t worry,
Mom’s gonna stitch you up.

It’s too late, Murphy.

Don’t worry,

I knew it would happen someday.

You’re gonna have to deal with this

on your own now.

You’re gonna make it.

Trust me.

Your mom was right, you know,

[Sniffling]

You will always need others but

you will not always be able to

count on them.

I

I know,

[Music returns softly in the distance]

I don’t have much to

to

Give you.

[Dramatic cello emphasizes the death scene]

Eddy,

[Nervous breastfeeding]

Eddy!

[Nervous breastfeeding]

Eddy!

Eddy.

[Fire crackling]

[Melancholic music returns,
with music box tones]

[Fire crackling and music fades out]

[Birds singing sound fades in]

[Car engine approaching]

[Parking brake noise, car stops]

[Ambient indoor house sounds]

[Footsteps approaching from outside]

[Key turning in lock, front door opening]

Hello, sweetheart! Sorry I...

[Coughing from smoke inhalation]

Murphy?

Murphy!

[Quiet but heavy ambient noise]

[Sniffling]

[Sniffling]

[Sniffling]

[Sniffling]

[Glass breaking as footsteps crush shards]

[Fish bubbles in water]

[Sniffling]

What the hell happened here?

I broke the sweet jar.

[Quiet but heavy ambient noise fades out]

I don’t know exactly when it started.

[Soft clock ticking in the background]

I think that basically, it was

just to see if I could really
impersonate someone else.

I mean, I did it for the money, too.

I’m trying to convince myself
it wasn’t the only reason.

I don’t know.

[Sigh of disillusionment]

Maybe in the end, it was just
to exist in the eyes of others.

That is why I had to be someone else.

So pathetic.

She was right,

loneliness is a prison.

Sorry?

Lao She

I read about it in one of his books.

That’s pretty amazing coming from him.

Why?

In the Taoism, loneliness
is rather seen as a teaching.

What... what does that
have to do with the Taoists?

Laozi, its founder.

No, Lao She, the writer.

Are you listening to me
or am I talking to thin air?

Excuse me, my bad, so:

Loneliness is a prison,
what does that mean to you?

I don’t know.

I don’t even know if that’s true.

What I do know is

that those who seek solitude,

are never those who
live it on a daily basis.

I guess you always
want what you don’t have.

If life is about spending
your time being dissatisfied,

there is reason to
wonder if it’s worth it.

[Softly starting, nagging atmosphere]

But don’t worry, I’m
not going to fuck myself.

Although I’m at a point where I
have so little idea what I’m doing here

that I’ve even started to
Google the meaning of life.

There’s nothing wrong with that, you know.

Some hypochondriacs use it to look
for the disease that could kill them.

You at least, are looking
for something to move on.

And you found answers?

I came across an article
that said we live to love.

I figured why not? After all, it’s
not more stupid than anything else.

But suppose a depressive comes across this,

and sees love

as the one they’ve
been selling us for years,

you know, love with a big L, the one that
is said to be true only if it is mutual.

So what’s this guy gonna think?

Who has no wife, no friends,

and whose only company are

coworkers who make fun of
him when his back is turned?

Is that the state you think you’re in?

Put away from others?

No, but I didn’t say I was talking
about myself, it was just an example.

I know it’s a concept to
take in the broad sense,

[Deep breath]

like loving sunsets or, like,

going to the movies, that kind of crap.

Yes, but this person
you describe as a loner,

don’t you think that he could
be a projection of yourself?

I don’t think so, no.
It was just an example.

It takes a job already, to have colleagues.

And I have friends.

Well, I mean, people to kill time with.

You think defining them
that way is acting with love?

No, but

I didn’t say I was going to
apply it anyway. I just read it.

Exist to love, You can’t
really say that sounds like me.

Well, why not?

It could become a philosophy of life.

Isn’t that kind of naive philosophy?

Maybe a little utopian, yes.

But it may not hurt you
to try to look at it that way.

You mean besides being disappointed?

Here, you who like quotations, I
invite you to turn to Oscar Wilde:

[Piano note in the ambient music]

“Shoot for the moon. Even if you
miss it you will land among the stars. ”

If your guy is really propelled
into the sky and misses

his trajectory, he’s more
likely to end up in space.

He’s a poet, not an astronaut.

What if you try to focus on the substance

rather than the form?

Don’t you think you’ll start
to see things differently?

[Haunting ambiance with
piano notes intensifies]

I will try.

Thanks anyway, I’ll give it back next time.

Take your time, there’s no hurry.

[Sound of a book page turning]

And for what I’ve done,
what do you recommend?

[Knocking at the door]

Excuse me.

[Footsteps on wooden floor]

[Pages flipping quickly]

[Door opening]

What is it?

There’s a problem with your
appointments, and your wife called

to find out what date you chose for Vienna.

And it couldn’t wait?

What? 'Cause I’m not
patient enough with you, right?

Do you really think this is
the time to seek the muddle?

[Sigh of exasperation]

Martin finished early and he
moved your appointment up,

so if you still want to have lunch
with him, you better cut it short.

[Door closing]

If it’s all right with you, Mr
Lavoine, We’ll stop here for today.

[Sound of writing on paper]

[Door opening and closing]

[Ambient music with piano notes becomes
more rhythmic yet remains haunting]

[Main entrance door opening and closing]

[Door opening]

There’s still blood on the chair. Did
he give you the name of the restaurant?

The IMA, and I’m not your maid, by the way.

Oh, man, that’s 10 miles.

He’ll wait, won’t hurt him. Teach
him to warn people at the last minute.

He was less proud when he was your patient.

It was a little thing,
he didn’t really need it,

And then he recommended you,
I remind you, so give him a break.

If we can’t even say what we think...

Anyway, you’re right, I’m
picking on the wrong person.

[Sigh of exasperation]

[Sound of phone being placed on table]

So what’s the problem?

I don’t know, when
we’re planning on leaving

someone, we don’t plan
a trip with her, do we?

I was talking about appointments.

And besides, he thinks
I’m stupid, whatever.

[Mouse click]
The problem is, you have four patients

scheduled at the same
time after your break.

What? I told you I
didn’t want anything this

afternoon, I have my lecture to prepare.

First you calm down, because I had nothing
to do with it, there was a bug on MedLive,

The schedules were not blocked and it
confirmed the consultations automatically.

Well, call them to cancel!

Yeah, sure, and then I get insulted.

[Briefcase closing] If
you’d let me make all

your appointments, it
wouldn’t have happened.

You’re probably the only psychoanalyst
in town with a secretary, so use it!

If you knew how to use the
site, we wouldn’t have this.

And if you knew how to use your balls,
you would have already left your wife!

Touché.

- What? Is that all you have to say?
- What do you want me to say?

It wasn’t the time before,

and it’s not now that I have
10 minutes to cross town

that we’re gonna talk about this.

Besides, you got patients to call.

Of course, when it comes to getting back
together with the other jerk, you’re ready.

We are preparing our
speeches, I already told you.

And then consider yourself happy, you won’t

have to work this afternoon.

Too kind, don’t you
want a blow job for that?

That’s all I’m good for, right?

You said it, not me.

- Fuck you! -Love you too!

[Entrance door shutting]

[Music calms as clock ticks]

[Sound of breathing]

[Phone being picked up]

[Phone keypad beeps]

[Phone ringing tone]

[SMS notification sound]

Hello?

Hello?

[Laura: Your bitch
secretary hung up fast. I

[just wanted to know
if you took the tickets?]

[Rhythmic piano notes]

[Phone receiver placed down]
[Post-it peel sound]

[Sound of pen writing]

[Footsteps]

[Door opening and closing]

[The rhythmic music grows louder]

[Era 3 / 3: The authentic]

[Footsteps]

Arthur!

[Music fades and comes to a stop]

Good thing I waited, huh?

You ever answer your phone?

Sorry, I left it at the office.

[Restaurant ambiance in the background]

Don’t worry, it’s okay.

So I called your house, I got your wife,

she told me what happened yesterday,

- You’ll be okay? - I will, don’t worry.

I am a little worried.

It’s not every day,
especially in your line of work,

that you have to deal
with the death of a patient.

- I don’t really want to talk about it.
- Still,

Here we go, gentlemen.

[Plate clinking against wine glass]

Sorry.

- Thank you.
- Yeah, in the meantime, I ordered for you.

Today’s menu.

Well I hope you will enjoy your meal.

Well, since that’s how it is,

I brought you my
presentation for the afternoon.

Ah, well, you’re
definitely wasting no time.

- Would I be the first to start?
- Why? Is that a problem for you?

No it isn’t,

well, I thought that
since this was a seminar

between psychoanalysts and sociologists,

we could work in pairs.

Because with psycho in the
morning and socio in the afternoon,

you’re not afraid that we’ll only
have our peers in the audience?

You have a point.

That’s why we have to find
commonalities in our presentations,

to have a continuity in
the course of the day.

In fact, we’ve given you a few
suggestions to put in the contents.

How come?

Don’t worry, it’s nothing,

You’ll just have to
talk about it briefly, so

they can talk it over
with me in the afternoon.

Okay.

So, if I understand correctly, I
have no one to introduce my subjects.

- Someone had to sacrifice himself.
- Yes, and it had to be me.

Listen, when you track me down on an event,

you do what you want.

[Laughter]

What?

You called this: “the
sociology of tomorrow”.

So what? Is this too mundane for you?

[”The psychoanalysis of tomorrow”]
In terms of originality, we’re not great.

Yeah, well, at least we stick to
the point, that’s the main one.

And the most important
thing is the content, right?

We won’t really be
there to sell our books.

Speak for yourself, you
may have editors at the IRS,

but my book, it’s been
sitting in a drawer for six years.

Well, listen, if it bothers
you that much, I remind

you that we always have
a place for you with us.

That’s nice, thank you. But I’d rather
help my patients than humiliate them.

What is ethics reform?

[Haunting music begins]

A theme we’d like to
develop with your help,

and confront people with their true nature,
It’s not exactly what I call humiliation.

Call it what you want.

For me, it’s hidden
cameras with more budget.

[Light giggle]

Consented use of psychotropics to
validate the veracity of experiences?

What the fuck? Now you
gonna drug your test subjects?

We got a partnership
with the Zénia laboratories

to talk about their latest innovations.

In fact, we’ve given you a few
suggestions for introducing it.

Sure, you’ll get your share.

[Deep piano notes]

What.

That’s why you recommended
me, isn’t it? To be a whore with you.

Oh stop it,

All seminars do product placement,
there’s absolutely nothing wrong with that.

In medicine, I’m sure you do, but
now you’re talking about advertising a

drug to professionals
who can’t prescribe it.

What’s their interest in this?
- I don’t know

And then, anyway, there will still be a
lot of prescribers in the audience, right?

Look, you do have a psychiatric degree?

So, first of all, we won’t all
have it among my colleagues,

and for yours, it’s not
even worth thinking about.

Yet you’re clearly proposing
to use it for social experiments.

Tomorrow’s sociology is your theme,

not the MK-ULTRA 2.0 project.

Come on.

Are you comparing me to the CIA?

Last year, you were so proud to
present me with your greed study project,

and now you’re offering me a
sponsorship with a pharmaceutical company,

you don’t think there’s
something wrong here?

It has nothing to do with it!

Are you sure? Because for
a moment I really thought the

only thing that interested
you in this seminar

- was filling your pockets.
- I’m the one who contacted them.

And what they have to
offer us is just a bonus.

You begged a lab.

[High piano notes]

We had a problem with a subject last year.

What?

That’s it? That’s your excuse?

Look at the next page.

[Music grows more dramatic
with a clock ticking sound]

[Dramatic musical impact]

I don’t know if this guy is schizo or mytho
but I think this is a case you’d like,

he impersonated a test subject
in six different experiments,

just to receive compensation.

And he didn’t just do
it with us at the IRS,

he did it with our competitors.

You’d see all the shit we’ve
been through because of that.

[Music abruptly calms]

Sorry I, I’ll be back.

[Heavy footsteps rushing down stairs]

[Heavy breathing]

[Water running from tap]

[Drinking water sound]

[Heavy exhale]

[Sound of hand wiping with towel]

[Face wiped abruptly with towel]

[Heavy sniff]

[Towel thrown abruptly]

[Clearing throat sound]

Well?

What happened?

Oh nothing.

An emergency.

[Clearing throat sound]

So, what does that
have to do with this guy?

[Slightly mysterious
music with piano notes]

Diethylopenthal.

The tests showed no
particular discomfort, just

a slight hallucinogenic
effect during intake.

We are working to correct the problem.

The idea is to present it as the
penthotal of the civilized world.

Penthotal? Is this your project?

Promoting a truth serum.

Why not?

Don’t tell me it wouldn’t
be useful in your field.

[Chewing sounds]

Imagine,

a patient who would have no secrets, who
would tell you everything you need to know,

you could exercise freely, without
having to make a detour, or be manipulated.

[Fork scraping on plate]

I remind you that it’s part
of my job to build trust.

Precisely,

If the patient consents,
what’s the problem?

The problem is

we can’t even talk
requirements in these terms.

Why not?

A contrast agent is injected
before you get a CT, right?

Don’t pretend to be stupid, it’s immoral,
even more so if you do it on test subjects.

Besides, how are you
going to make them take it?

It’s not complicated,

just tell them that
taking the serum is one

of the conditions for
receiving compensation.

We both know that lie
detectors are unreliable.

This would be the best way to have
a sincere feedback on the experience.

Besides, it’s not just in our
field that it could be useful,

look at the polls:

we would have better opinion surveys

Do you ever listen to yourself?

You get ripped off by
one of your subjects, and

instead of letting it go,
you make this a generality.

If you want to waste
your time talking about this

thing during your surgery,
that’s your problem.

But don’t count on me to let you
get back into your obsessive delusions.

I’m not your patient anymore.

It will happen, with or without you.

And don’t think I’m going to
back off because you’re in a mood.

You’re as obsessed with
control as I am, if not more.

You may think my job is
hoax, but at least my subjects,

I only handle them for a few hours,

while you, your patients,

expect something else from them.

You want them to depend on you.

Admit it,

you don’t care that it’s immoral,

the only thing you’re afraid
of is that it might work,

and you’d lose the hold you have over them.

You’re gonna call Zenia,
tell them you’re quitting,

and we’re gonna forget
about this conversation.

Because without counting the
ethical issues involved in free will,

you have neither the hindsight to
know if the repercussions are really

harmless, nor the awareness of
dealing with potentially malicious people

nor the concrete assurance
of its effectiveness.

It goes up, right?

What?

I’m sorry, but I really needed to know.

Know what?

You know him?

- Who? -The subject I showed you.

Yes.

I knew it.

He’s one of your patients, right?

Because you would have already
told me if he was a regular guy.

Yes.

[Bouncing sounds in the music]

Give me his name.

Phili...

- You didn’t dare?
- Don’t change the subject.

[Chair scrapes loudly]

This guy cost us thousands of euros, so you
can’t imagine that I would close my eyes

just for keep a professional secret.

- What the fuck is wrong with you?
- Sit down

- You’re making a fool out of us.
- You drugged me.

So what? We’re not going
to make a big deal out of it!

I took some myself, if that
makes you feel any better.

- How that suppose to make me feel better?
- I don’t know,

In doing so, I felt a little guilty.

Especially since you had
a shitty day yesterday,

so I figured if I took
it, it’d be less serious.

Besides, I wanted to know how it felt.

So now that it’s done, let’s use it.

'Cause all the shit we got from that guy,

- It’s your fault. - My fault?

When I asked your opinion on
the IRS and our competitors' files,

Where’d you stash the file?

- In the bookcase. - There you go!

A confidential file for everyone to see.

And I assume you already left him
alone in your office, the mystery patient?

Yeah, once I told him he could
look at the books while I was shitting.

Getting better and be... [Music quiets]

- You shit during your consultations?? -No,

that was the first time.

No, it wasn’t, it was the third.

Oh, what the hell did you do to me?!
- Give me his name. - Fuck you!

[Chair falls abruptly]

[Loud door slamming]

You forgot your stuff!

[Panicked footsteps]

Is everything all right, sir?

Yes, everything is fine.

My friend is just a little upset because I
drugged us with an experimental product.

[Cutlery clinking and chewing sounds]

It is very good.

Thank you.

In the end,

the only bad thing here, is you.

[Abrupt door opening]

[Music resumes with a steady beat]

[Heavy breath]

[Dull sound]

[Heavy breath]

[Abrupt movement]

[Fingertips tapping on screen]

[Heavy breath]

[Post-it being peeled]

[Heavy breath]

[Do it yourself, I quit]

[Your appointments
have not been canceled.]

For God’s sake!

Isabelle!

[Car driving on road]

[Car interior ambient noise]

[Phone vibrating]

What do you want?

Where the fuck are you?

What? Haven’t you seen my note?

But that’s not possible,
are you kidding me?

I don’t know, what do you think?

You really think this is the time,
after what happened yesterday?

Let’s talk about yesterday:

Who went to clean the
blood in your office while

you were on your way
home to see your wife?

Fuck it, I don’t give
a shit what you think,

- If you want me to come back, just do it!
- And why would I do that?

You’re as useful as a secretary
as a legless man in a marathon!

I love my wife!

Laura supported me for years every day,

I don’t know if I deserve
her, but at least I know

I’m not gonna screw up 10 years
of marriage for your beautiful eyes!

Wait, are you serious?

No, that’s not what I
meant... Yes, I’m serious!

I don’t even know if
it’s love for you: you’re

unpredictable, stubborn, spoiled rotten,

Making out with my
secretary, it was an old prick’s

whim, a predatory instinct
that took over who I was,

I just wanted a change in my life.

Is that the last thing you want to tell me?

You don’t give a shit about me.

No, of course you’re
brilliant in your own way,

and physically, between you
and my wife, there’s no contest.

And that’s the problem! When
I’m with you, I think with my dick!

Fuck!

[Phone hang-up sound]

[Angry sigh]

[SMS notification sound]

[Laura: Martin called
me back, sounded weird.

[Wants to know where
you went. Are you Okay?]

[Piano notes]

[Tapping on touchscreen]

[Yes]

[Heavy Breath]

[Yes, don’t worry]

([Yes, don’t worry:) ]

[Heavy Breath]

([Yes, don’t worry:) ] [No, he drugged
me and I’ve been cheating on you

[ with Isabelle for three years:( ]
[Sigh of relief] [No, he drugged

[ me and I’ve been cheating on
you with Isabelle for three years:( ]

Oh no No, no no!

[Message sent sound]

No, for fuck’s sake!

[Doorbell rings]

[Dramatic, rhythmic music]

[Music suddenly stops]

Oh no.

[Door opens]

Hello.

Hello.

Mrs?

Bouvier, I have an appointment at 1:30.

Ah, yeah, so about that, I had a...

To be honest, I...

please, after you.

There is a coat r...

[Breathes nervously]

[Door closes]

So, [Intercom ringing]

Is there a problem?

Yes.

What brings you here, Madame Bouvier?

I don’t know,

my cousin Christine told me about you.

I don’t know if...

Christine Bouvier,

Oh yeah, the repressed nymphomaniac,

I have to admit,

I had some pretty
perverse thoughts when I...

[Giggle]

Excuse me, I...

And so she advised you to come and see me.

Are you all right?

No,

not really.

But I have no say in it.

Besides,

after all,

I’m not the patient.

[Crazy giggle]

[Cough clears throat]

Please,

continue.

[Footsteps echoing in corridor]

I don’t really know where to start.

Take your time.

And above all, forget
what I just told you, huh?

[Doorbell ringing, door opening
and shutting in next room]

I don’t know if it’s anxiety or
some kind of depression, but,

[Dull thud] maybe that’s
a strong way to put it, but,

I feel like wherever I go, I’m
always running into crazy people.

And the more that happens to me,
the more I wonder if I’m not the problem.

[Dull thud]

I had seen a show that said that

one of the most common habits among

[Strange organic noise]

those with mental problems,

was to say that other
people were crazy, not them.

Well, I don’t think I am,
[Heavy, hypnotic noise]

even if it’s not for me to say.

But,

It makes me feel
intolerant and more isolated.

And it stifles me because I
don’t recognize myself anymore,

I think that maybe it’s
because my life is boring that

I feel shocked when a
person is not ordinary,

or is aggressive or
does things that I find...

[Strange, long, high-pitched exhalation]

I’m not in their shoes, I don’t
know anything about their lives and

I spend my time judging them,
and being a prisoner of my judgment,

so I always wonder if it’s me or
them, or if it’s the world that’s wrong.

[Long exhale through mouth]

Before I was full of certainties,

I asked myself many
questions that didn’t bother me.

The more it goes on, the more it’s a mess,

and the less I’m sure
I’ll be useful to anything.

The less I think
anything is actually useful.

Well, maybe I am a little crazy.

[Heavy, enigmatic music
ambiance with ticking clock]

What do you think?

[Piano notes added to music ambiance]

What do I think of it?

What I think...

[Doorbell rings]

I think that most of
my patients suffer from

something much more common than madness.

What? Depression?

Loneliness.

Either you feel it inside
you, or live it everyday.

Hello.

Come.

The biggest problem is that

you all want the same things.

I’ll be back later, kisses, sweetheart.

Bye.

You all want to feel unique,

to have something that makes you special.

[Door opens]

And above all, you want to be free:

to act,

to choose.

However,

just the idea of making something
really different scares you.

You fear

judgment,

reprisals, gaze of the other.

[Piano notes]

and if it’s so tough to feel
free under these conditions,

It’s because nobody
is really free in society.

True freedom,

you have to be alone to find it.

But yes, loneliness can be a prison.

At least between four walls
you can express yourself freely.

But...

nobody wants that kind of freedom.

And don’t feel guilty about participating
in this reality by judging others.

You are human,

with all that implies.

And you were right about one thing:

people are irrational.

Indeed, the world is going round,

but life,

it has no meaning unless it is given one.

Give meaning to your
life if you think you lack it.

Or don’t.

After all,

existence should be enough.

As long as nobody died, you know.

Well,

I say that,

but you have to accept death as well.

Weep, if it makes you feel good.

But learn to take pleasure
in suffering, because

from a certain age,
it will follow you daily.

In the meantime,

take care of your body, avoid
what poisons you, spend yourself.

Analyze what surrounds you, without
making your critical mind work too much,

because the more you
understand the workings of life,

the more its magic will fade.

Above all,

Learn to always look
on the bright side of life.

To forgive

yourself,

others.

That’s the only way you’ll find peace.

Because you know:

peace will save you,

not freedom.

Basically, be whoever you
want, as long as you respect life.

From what I see, you’re
young, you’re not dying,

and you’re not going to be
out on the street anytime soon.

Apparently, you can afford an 80 euro
session that won’t even be reimbursed.

And believe me,

It wouldn’t have been the only one.

Under normal circumstances, you would have
been screwed in the first consultation.

I would have finished it by letting
some suspense hang over your condition,

the possibility for you to
get to know each other better,

talk to you about the next session,
as if I already had your consent,

And I would have kept you on your toes
like that for ten months, if not longer.

By helping you a little, yes, maybe,

but mostly

by exploiting yourself.

And believe me, I would
have had no remorse for that.

Listen,

[Slightly heavy musical atmosphere]

I had a patient, Denis Lacroix

according to his medical
records, he was a hypochondriac.

Apparently, not that much,

since Mr. Lacroix began to spit
blood in the middle of a session.

He fell right there

in front of your chair.

Pulmonary embolism.

He died before help could get here.

And the saddest part of that story is,

a week before, I managed to
convince him it was in his head.

You said you were losing the beliefs
you had when you were younger,

it’s normal,

I was convinced that I
would actually save people.

And today,

I’m extorting my patients
to live in luxury and to pay

for an employee just to have
the pleasure of banging her.

[Clear, light musical note]

How about that,

I thought I was gonna slip.

Maybe in the end,

the truth isn’t that bad,

and it’s not that interesting, anyway.

Maybe that’s why the lie exists.

At least it sells us dreams,

it whispers in our ears
that we are a special person,

that we have a life of romance
and that we are not born only to die.

[Delicate music starts, high, light notes]

So, no,

I am not glorious.

But if you really thought there were
only crazy people besides yourself,

you wouldn’t have come
to one of them for advice.

[Music intensifies with rising
volume and rhythm, voices join in]

♪ When you feel people staring at you ♪

♪ Wondering what they say about you ♪

♪ I can’t tell you why,
but they wonder too ♪

♪ To live wonderful love ♪

♪ And feel wonderful Joyce ♪

♪ We need to be alone ♪

To the next.

♪ Once and for all ♪

♪ Between four walls ♪

♪ Just hear the call ♪

♪ The call of your soul ♪

♪ Once and for all ♪

♪ Between four walls ♪

♪ Just hear the call ♪

♪ Once and for all ♪

♪ When we realize that we are the same ♪

♪ When we overcome our common shame ♪

♪ Maybe there we could live without blame ♪

[Choir voices]

♪ To live wonderful love ♪

♪ And feel wonderful Joyce ♪

♪ We need to be alone ♪

[Choir voices]

♪ And you can tell
yourself, day after day ♪

♪ “I’ll always need
others”, but just let me say ♪

♪ "You’ve to be alone
to find your own way" ♪

♪ Once and for all ♪

♪ Between four walls ♪

♪ Just hear the call ♪

♪ We need to be alone ♪

♪ Once and for all ♪

♪ Say what you are looking for ♪

♪ Ask yourself if you want more ♪

♪ Once and for all ♪

♪ We need to be alone ♪