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1 Day

Shit.

Did I wake you?

Crap, I can't find my keys.

Want me to turn on the light?

No.

Got ©em.

I'm going.

What'll I do?

I don't know.

See you tonight.

Don't forget your cell
so I can reach you.

Good luck.

Serge.

I'll listen to you.

Is it you?

What are you doing here?

I needed to smell you.

How'd you get in?

Oh, yeah.

Big mistake.

-I think about you all the time.
-Even when I'm asleep.

Especially then.

You're hot.

You're cold and wet.

Someone there?

Someone there?

You hear me?

Someone there?

6 o'clock on the First.

Hello, it's rainy,
cold and grey.

Low pressure in the Alps will
last two or three days...

-Sorry, everybody.
-Hi.

Hi, Serge.

Excuse me, I overslept.

Everyone's looking for you.

I thought I'd get here earlier.

-And your phone...no.
-Listen, Walter, enough.

I'm here o.k.

Hello.

So, what's going on?

Is it your wife?

Never mind.

Here. I wrote your
show for you.

Say, do you know
what women see in you, Serge?

This little wounded animal
who only wants to be saved.

That's what gets us all.

The news, with Serge Soutère.

Hello. It's three degrees
this morning,

and will go down
to zero this afternoon.

So don't forget your umbrella,
boots,

and the roof of your
convertible.

If you have a flight and are
worried, change your tickets.

Strong winds are expected
over Geneva.

So the best way to spend this
great day: stay in bed.

Preferably with someone you
love, sucking on mint leaves,

or dreaming of summer
and the beach.

Or open a good bottle to forget
that it's still far off.

I'm just kidding.

Stay tuned, for a very, very
good morning with Serge Soutère

on the First.

Meanwhile, here's Mr. Fogelat
with news on the economy.

So the news bulletin is at ten.

Who's doing the weather?

Why are you only talking
about rain today?

Yes. Serge gave us a little
original erotic weather report.

You're a pain, Serge.

It's his show.

Yeah, but he does a shitty job.

Ok, Walter. Sorry.

Sorry, sorry, sorry.

Anything else?

Hello.

So, I live in Meyrin,
near Fayas

and this morning around 5:15
or 5:30 I heard a big noise.

I wanted to know if there
was an accident.

No. From the street.

Yes, in Meyrin.

No, I didn't see anything.

I'd rather not give my name.

Can you tell me if...

In Zurich,
the heart transplant patient

who had the wrong blood type,

is still in critical condition.

This 50 year old woman must soon
undergo...a...a...

Sorry...an artificial
heart transplant,

to replace the organ that
was wrongly implanted.

In east India,
two trains were attacked...

Pay attention!

You wanna die?

What are you doing there?

-And you?
-I'm going home.

I live in the area, remember?

I had a horrible morning.

It's winter.

You want a coffee?

You look like a little girl
on your bike.

It's because of my red cheeks.

I want to eat you.

You ok, Serge?

I don't know.

I feel...

Come.

Come to my place.

-You sure?
-Yes.

Not here.

Not here.

What're you looking at?

You're beautiful.

More than your wife?

So beauty is useless then.

Wait. No.
It's good for getting laid.

I had a problem this morning.

What do you mean?

Nothing. A little collision
leaving your place.

-The ambulance was you?
-What?

An ambulance?
Shit. You heard an ambulance?

Yes. I think so.

What's wrong?

Serge.

Let go.

Fine then.

We've already played this game.

I think I hit someone.

You call that a collision?

I think.

You're not sure.

You think you hit someone,
but you're not sure.

You know the worst of it?
I have love for you.

Shit!

Did I wake you?

No.

Crap. I can't find my keys.

Want me to put the light on?

Got ©em.

-I'm going.
-What'll I do?

I don't know.

See you tonight.

Don't forget your cell
so I can reach you.

Good luck.

Serge.

I'll listen to you.

Come on. You'll be late.

Do you know
the little girl?

-Who?
-Her.

-She's in your class.
-I don't know.

Let's go.

I'm fine from here.

Have a good day.

Yes, Mom. Thanks.

Look at me.

I have to go.

Vlad, do you find me strange?

Ok.

And me?

You seem more and more
like your father.

It's cause I'm a boy.

And boys don't always
need their mothers.

Right. But sometimes
mothers need their boys.

Take care of yourself.

Like always.

-Bye.
-Bye.

-Excuse me, can I get by?
-It's closed.

-But I work here.
-The museum's closed.

-Two minutes please.
-Madame, for your safety...

Two minutes.

-Madame?
-Yes?

Oh, Pietra.

Pietra, can you go home?

We evacuated everyone. There's a
dog and he might be rabid.

-A what?
-A dog. I know. It's crazy.

Come back tomorrow.
We can't do anything today.

-But I forgot my cell phone.
-Come back tomorrow.

Yes? Sorry.

Is this your favorite?

Mine too.

They're looking for you,
you know?

You're rabid.

What happened to your leg?

Come on, let's go.

-Hello.
-Hello.

Dog.

Dog.

Pay attention?
You wanna die?

Yes?

Oh, it's you.

Sorry, my love,
I'm worried about...

-Where are you?
-At work.

Where would I be?

-Where are you?
-At work.

-Leonard called you?
-He didn't know where you were.

He's looking for you.

Ridiculous. I'm at the gym.

I told them. It's the same
every time. They don't know.

And how are you?

What?

What happened?

A what?

A rabid dog? Seriously?

What the hell are
you doing in here?

You shouldn't be here.
Leave, please.

I know your show well.

Oh, really.

Who doesn't?

-So, an investigation?
-Yes.

Yes. Unexplained accidents.

-The...
-This way.

There's so little
space at the station.

-Yes?
-Hello, sir.

I share my office
with five colleagues.

Five!

Hello.

Let's go there instead.

Pardon me.

-Hey, Haddid.
-How's it goin', Geoff?

Have a seat.

-Here?
-Yes.

So, accidents.

Yes.

Like I said,
unexplained accidents...

people who were hit and
left on the side of the road,

-who were hit by unknown people.
-I see.

Does it happen often?

What? Hit and runs?

For little things, yes.
Bumps, dented bodywork...

But when there's a victim...

Really.

I heard that it happened
more and more, that it...

Was in style?

Well, yeah, it's possible.

You don't have any real
information on it?

Just like that, no.

Would you like me
to check it out?

Can you wait a minute?

-If you prefer, I can call...
-No, no. Don't move.

Haddid, he your client?
Where do I take mine?

Number five is free.

Ok. I checked.

I'm back.

I was locked in.

Sorry.

It's habit.

So...

Hit and runs.
Road accidents with victims.

This year, in the canton,
there've been 14. Not much.

-Are there any recent cases?
-It's a statistic, so...

Do you really
want recent cases?

-Well, yes.
-What for?

-Well...
-What are you looking for?

The victims?

Yes.

-You want to interview them?
-We'll try.

I was walking along and
some asshole hit me...

Yes, that's very interesting.

Well if someone's
still in the hospital...

Oh, yes. Badly wounded.
An arm in a cast of course.

With...busted teeth.

You'll need a camera
because the radio...

It's the emotion that counts.

So, what do you want?

What do you mean?

Do you want us to try
and find you a victim?

Yes, if possible.
But I don't have much time.

I'll make a couple calls.
I'll be fast.

We go?

And we're off.

Haddid, from the station.
How are you?

Yes, fine.

Have there been any
accidents lately?

And no pedestrians?

Go ahead.

Where?

Where?

Yes. Ok.

And the other?

And do you know who hit him?

Well, send me
an e-mail when you know.

Ok. Don't forget.

Ok. Thanks. Bye.

So, I've got two. I don't know
if they're hit and runs,

-but they happened this morning.
-That's good.

Not really.

One's in the canton hospital,
and the other, in La Tour.

-Can you wait? I'll be a minute.
-Yes.

You waiting for Insp. Haddid?

Yes.

He's going to be a while.

Could you wait
in the café downstairs?

What?

Café Essential,
it's downstairs on the left.

-But...
-Don't worry. He'll find you.

I'm happy you're here.

I don't have much time.

I have to pick up my daughter
in fifteen minutes.

Have a seat.

Have a seat.

Want something to drink?

I have to say it, right?

Will you smile at me
in the street?

I'll smile at you.

I hope the accident
this morning wasn't too bad.

Really.

This morning...

Mathilde.

I need you.

I hate you.

-You want your key?
-Definitely not.

One of these days, Serge.

Take care of your family.

Shit.

Did I wake you?

No.

I can't find my keys.

Want me to turn on the light?

Got ©em.

See you tonight.

Don't forget your cell phone
so I can reach you.

Good luck.

Serge.

I'll listen to you.

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight,

nine, ten, eleven, twelve,

thirteen, fourteen,

forty, forty-one,

forty-two, forty-three...

forty-five, forty-six,

forty-seven, forty-eight,
forty-nine,

fifty, fifty-one, fifty-two,
fifty-three,

fifty-four, fifty-five,
fifty-six, fifty-seven,

fifty-eight, fifty-nine, sixty.

Sixyty-seven, sixty-eight,
sixty-nine,

seventy.

Not bad.

One,

two,

three,

four,

five,

six.

One,

two,

three.

Stay tuned this morning
for a very...

Very, very good morning
with Serge Soutère.

My angel.

We play?

You're ready?

-How do you do it?
-Look at you.

Not funny.

Go on, my angel. We'll be late.

My angel.

Mom?

Why don't you ever change your
hairstyle, like other women?

I don't know.

Do you mind being a woman?

Why would I mind?

Maybe Dad would be happy
if you changed your hair.

You think?

At school some girls change
their hair everyday.

At the museum, every
morning I walk by the paintings.

In the paintings,
people are always the same.

The same faces, same expression,
same hair...

They don't change.

I find it beautiful.

Yeah, but in paintings,
people are dead.

Come on, you'll be late.

Do you know that little girl?

-Who?
-Her.

She's in your class.

I don't know.

Let's go.

I'm fine from here.

-Have a good day.
-Yes, Mom. Thanks.

Look at me.

I have to go now.

Vlad.

Do you find me strange?

Ok.

And me?

You seem more and
more like your dad.

Hi, Manon.

Hi.

-How are you?
-Fine.

Want me to carry your bag?

Why are you looking
at me like that?

I'm not looking
at you like that.

Liar.

If you remember yesterday's
lesson

you'll see that it's exactly
the same question Damien had.

I'll read the last problem.

Kevin got 10 francs for his
birthday from his mother,

8 francs from his father,

10 francs from his grandparents
and 5 from his aunt.

How much does he have?
There kids, money problems.

Get to work. And in silence.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Five.

Six.

Seven.

Eight.

Nine.

Ten.

Eleven.

Twelve.

Thirteen.

Fourteen.

Fifteen.

So, Vlad. What's your answer?

But...I was thinking
of something else.

At least you're honest.

Can we know what you were
thinking about?

Of something beautiful.
Like a dream.

And what happened in your dream?

That I can't tell you.

It's a secret.

My, my, a dream, a secret...

I envy you, Vlad.

Why? You never dream?

Hey, Vlad.

-Wanna tell me your secret?
-Not here.

Come on.

Here.

It's for you.

But that's not your secret.

She'll be dead, is this what
he says?you know.

She has no teeth. this it?

-What is it?
-A hippocampus. A seahorse.

I don't like dead animals.

But it's not dead.
It's sleeping.

You see, he's glued
in hard water.

If you break it and
put it in seawater,

he'll wake up and swim.

-My father told me so.
-And why give it to me?

Take it.

With seahorses,

it's the dad's that hold
the babies in their bellies.

They have a special pouch.

I don't want it.
Or wake it up first.

But he's fine in his little
transparent box.

No, I want him to swim.

Fine then. But no one can see.

It's dangerous.

-We go to my place?
-Your place? And leave school?

We'll resuscitate him
like Jesus?

No. Jesus was full of blood.

What're you doing?

Look over there.

She's not at work.

Usually she is.

Actually, it's not a good
idea to go to my house.

-Want me to tell you my secret?
-No.

Why not?

Because I know it.

First, you don't know.

I like you, Manon.
I like you with love.

I like you like lovers.

I want to kiss you in the mouth
and swallow you raw.

-That's disgusting.
-No.

Then we'll always be together.

But I don't want to.

I'd be like a daddy seahorse
with you in my pocket.

I don't care about
seahorses. They're ugly.

I don't want you to swallow me.

But...it was just...to tell you
I love you.

Well, I don't want to.

I don't love you, Vlad.

So why do you always
look at me in class?

I look and I don't. It's a game.
It means nothing.

No, it's not a game!

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Five.

Six.

Seven.

Eight.

Vlad!

Hello. You've reached
the Soutères.

Leave a message for Serge,
Pietra or Vlad

after the beep.

Serge, it's Elena.

We're all waiting for you.
You left and said nothing.

Are you coming back
this afternoon?

Call me. I hope you're ok.

Call me. Your cell's been
ringing. Take care, bye.

Mom.

Mom.

Mom.

Serge, it's Elena.

We're all waiting for you.
You left and said nothing.

Are you coming back
this afternoon?

Call me. I hope you're ok.

Call me. You're cell's been
ringing. Take care, bye.

Where were you? We've been
looking for you for an hour.

I was in the bathroom.

I wanted to go to class but I
was seeing double, then black.

Sorry.

Sorry, my dear. I was downtown.

-You ok?
-Yes.

-Here.
-Thank you.

Let's go.

Wait for me one moment.

Hello.

Hello.

Is someone coming to get you?

My mother.

Want to call
her on my cell?

No. It's ok.

Here.

Try.

Hi, leave a message for Pietra.

Maybe you should leave
her a message.

No. She's on her way.

And your father?

He's working.

Do you have the house keys?

I'll walk you if you want.

No thank you.

I'd rather wait. She'll come.

Here.

I always bring two.

If you don't want it
give it to the seagulls.

Bye.

I hope your mother will
be here soon.

Krakow.

Manchester.

Rome. London.

Copenhagen.

Zurich.

Malaga.

Not far enough.

Marrakech.

Athens.

Montreal.

It's a bit cold in Montreal.

Manchester.

Listen, there're lots of
people...

Give me one more destination.

I have Tokyo at 7:50PM,
and Los Angeles at 8:20PM.

I'll take Los Angeles.

Hello.

There's no one.

We're all alone.

Cheers.

I don't dream at night.

I dream during the day.

Nobody knows why.

They seem to think that...

it's a kind of sickness.

Frankly, I don't know when
I became all cold inside.

I know I'm breathing...

but it's as if I were...

...dead.

Today I saw a couple...

I heard a couple making love.

They were both crying out,
it was beautiful.

Unfortunately,
it was my husband with a woman.

I you'd heard
how he cried out...

It's haunting me.

I'm tired.

Exhausted.

Good evening.

-You're still here?
-Well, yeah.

-You said...
-Can't live without us?

-No, your colleague told me...
-Right.

I thought you just left.
You told me you had to work.

No. I was waiting for you.

Ok. Come.

Where?

Come with me.

Go on.

Have a seat.

Sit down.

And if you told me
what's bothering you.

Did you hear yourself
on the radio this morning?

You were...

Do you know Dostoyevsky?

Sometimes, for a half hour,
a man can be the prey

of his mortal fear of a bandit.

But when the time the bandit
puts a knife to his throat,

all his fear vanishes.

I hit someone this morning.

-When leaving your place?
-No, someone else's place.

Did you see the person you hit?

When I hit him, yes.
For a fraction of a second.

But it was dark and rainy.

After, I stopped and looked
but couldn't find him.

-Couldn't find him?
-Yes.

You were driving fast?

-Yes, I was late.
-What time was it?

5:30AM.

And where did it happen?

At 59 Fayas Street.

-And you live?
-At 65.

Ok.

So, you hit the guy,
stop, look for him,

you didn't see him.
Did you call out?

Yes.

-He responded?
-No.

-But I heard him breathing.
-Where?

Where did you hear him?

On the other side of a bush
on the side of the road.

You didn't go see?

-Did you tell someone?
-No.

Well, later yes.
The person who lives at 59.

And what'd they do?

Left me.

I have a second mistress
at the radio station.

A girl who works with me.

She wrote the show
this morning for me.

I cheat on my taxes.
I cheat with everyone.

Ok.

I'm married, you know.

I was never loyal.

Never.

If I could've banged a girl on
my wedding night, I would've.

I don't know, I just can't.

She's always sad.

But it's me.

I'm awful to live with.
I suffocate people.

I'm going to call the hospitals
to see if your victim's there.

For now, there's nothing.

Someone will come
take your statement.

What time is it?

Do you...

Me?

Yes.

I saw you today.

You were running after a bus.

You going to sleep
under the stars?

You see,
I can't get enough of you.

-She's going to come.
-Yes, I know.

But we'll wait for her at home,
ok?

I walked all the way
over here for you.

Yes, but...

If she comes...

I called her.

Her number was on my phone.

Don't worry.

-Cheers.
-Cheers.

Would you like spaghetti?

-Do you like spaghetti, Vlad?
-Yes.

I hardly ate anything today.
I'd really like spaghetti.

That's my father.

He gave us the piano.

-I'll set the table.
-Thanks, sweetie.

Want to open it?

Do you know how to play?

I used to.

-It's gone?
-Yes.

The music flew out of my
fingers, just like that.

One day I put the piano
in the toilet and flushed.

But it was too big to fit.

So it's still here today.

But we're angry.

Do you want to play?

Come here.

Pietra.

Pietra.

Vlad.

Will you help me?

-When's my mother coming?
-Soon. Don't worry.

Here.

She has a very pretty voice.
Very gentle.

You know, life is never
as we picture it to be.

You're pretty.

Thank you.

You'll be tall, right, Vlad?

Where's your room?

Come on, I'll show you.

This is it.

You can lay down if you want.

That's my place over there.

Number 65.

-The eighth floor.
-Oh.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Five.

Six.

Seven.

Eight.

School mothers are all the same.

Only their children count.

But you, you have a secret.

Yes.

It's a bit heavy, you see.

A bit ugly.

My mom is strange. But my
father will never leave her.

I know.

Come.

-Life isn't as we picture it.
-No.

Can a mother disappear?

Yes.

I'd like to kiss you with love.

Really.

Translation: Jennifer Banks
TV5 Québec Canada