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- You OK?

Meh.

I still have issues with my mom.

I see her sitting on my bed.

Is it unpleasant?

She takes up space and...

I can't move my legs,

so I end up stabbing her with a bread knife.

It slides right in.

I'm not ready for my real mother.

Hi, Antonin.

Hello.

Hi, Mimi.

I'll see you next.

Strange...

I thought you'd get out first.

I'm crazier.

No, you're tougher than you seem.

Your mom's not in danger.

Don't worry about me.

They'll let me out soon.

Bye.

Go on.

Go.

Antonin!

If you do it, I'll defend you.

A WONDERFUL GIRL

My bed back, please.

I almost padlocked the door, but I thought it petty.

- What'd she say? - I dunno.

I want my bed back, please.

Is this Mimi?

Yes.

May I start again?

Sorry.

Here goes...

I share a flat with some students.

All foreigners.

They come and go, but I stay.

So I speak... are you listening?

- Yes. - I speak English,

Spanish, Italian...

I speak French.

But that doesn't count.

French?

No.

Sorry.

So I...

I'm very obsessive.

That's good for work.

Right?

Even though in life it's a major pain.

My brain goes blah-blah till I find the solution.

But it could help for this job.

I'm also very clean.

Neat?

Mimi!

I sound dumb.

It's because I just got out.

I'm struggling with the new meds.

But I'll adjust.

You take meds?

Yes, don't you?

No. Well...

Yes..

- Sometimes. - Can I open the window?

I have a "Mimi" in my office who shouldn't be.

Tell her I have an appointment,

and ask her to leave.

And careful who you let in.

Sorry. There's no Mimi on my list.

But there is one in my office...

You OK, Camille?

What is it?

- Speak up. - I'm not going hack!

I didn't pass the Bar for this.

He turned you away again? Was he mean?

- I won't go back. - I see.

I won't go. No way.

Pierre?

Nobody will.

Cold you get me some water?

- That, yes. - Thanks.

I have an unusual proposition.

It's a test.

No, a kind of mission.

I need you to retrieve a file at someone's home.

It's not as simple as it sounds.

Is it dangerous?

No, just complicated.

I like complicated.

I thought so.

Will you hire me if I succeed?

Let's talk later.

But we're talking now.

The address.

Mr. Rousseau?

Open up.

Counsellor? Are you there?

Mind opening the door?

Fuck off!

Rousseau & Bloch sent me.

That's me.

No, you're Rousseau without Bloch. Open up.

I'm gonna piss myself.

No, fuck off.

It's urgent!

Want me to pee on your doorstep?

It's urgent.

- Counsel? - Open your bag.

No, it's messy.

You'd do it in a shop.

But I'd be prepared.

Right...

Repairs.

3rd door down.

On the right.

- Everything OK? - Yes.

No. Have I been long?

Yes..

Maybe it's time to come out.

I can't, I'm stuck.

Stuck? How?

No, inwardly stuck. Because I'm afraid.

Scared of what?

You.

But of life, mainly.

Yikes.

Life?

I'm afraid of life too.

Everybody is. OK?

But if we all hid in the bathroom, it'd be chaos.

Open the door. It'll be OK.

- I cant move. - Try.

I sense you can do it.

You're very capable, I think.

- I saw it immediately. - Really?

You bet! I think you've got this.

That's a great compliment.

- What's your name? - Mimi.

Mimi?

I don't know why.

Neither do I.

Right...

Let's try, Mimi.

In life, anything is possible.

I'm with you.

Good. I hear you moving.

Chetrit Vs. UFBR. 2016.

- I'll need it. - Bravo.

Bravo, Claire. Thanks.

Got it. Come out now.

Come out. Enough nonsense!

You're happy.

Know what we'll do? A little dance.

- Yes. - Great.

You'll take the file, with a smile,

go down the hall, tum left, take the stairs,

cross the street and run to the firm.

Give Claire this.

Here.

Thanks.

It helped, you saying I was capable.

Something clicked.

Thank you.

- The file? - Wait.

What'll you tell Claire?

About my bathrobe?

No need to mention it.

No.

Good. No.

But tell her...

I looked unhappy... no!

Heartbroken.

- Heartbroken? - No!

Tell her I'm sad. Yes.

Yes.

No, that sounds so...

- Whiny. - Yeah.

Tell her... Here's what!

If she wants the contracts, she can come get them!

Rousseau?

Open the door!

We know you're in.

Rousseau!

We want our money!

We'll break your legs!

And bite your ear off!

How was Mr. Rousseau dressed?

In a terry-cloth bathrobe, but it's a secret.

I know the one. Hideous.

His mother's.

He wanted me to say he's heartbroken.

He said that?

"Sad." Sorry.

You're precise. Good.

The job demands it.

Mimi, I don't know what to offer you.

Maybe a similar mission occasionally.

There are other files to fetch.

Mr. Rousseau is trying to bust my chops.

But that's not a real job and you promised.

I didn't promise, Mimi.

You forced me.

To be honest, I'm broke.

So I can't hire anyone,

unless they're very experienced.

I'm cheap.

There. All your files.

Now your slaves can let me be. It's all there.

Thanks, Clarence.

Thanks, Paul.

We can finally get back to work.

You're so composed!

So haughty!

- So cool! - 6 months I've waited!

They're my files too.

Stop it, Paul.

Look at yourself.

What?

I dunno...

Your outfit!

It's very comfortable.

I don't see...

So you change from bathrobe to tracksuit?

That's your life now?

Paul?

Same coffee maker?

You cheapskate!

You know the new ones

are much better and cheaper?

We have a problem!

You don't pay your debts or rent.

It's bad news.

Because you won't let me do my job.

You stopped doing it long ago.

That's hurtful.

You know I put justice above everything else.

And so did you once.

Don't you have snacks?

Coffee without snacks is...

Nobody here snacks any more.

Too bad, snacking is good.

There's sugar. How much?

How much?

I don't have 500.

Whatever you can. But not here.

- Stop. - Not here.

Here's 50.

Oh, right!

You owed me.

Thanks.

Bravo!

I'll file these alphabetically.

- Don't. - It'll calm me.

I can't hire you, Mimi.

I'm doing it for him, not you.

Hello?

Good evening.

Evening.

Christophe Ajame. Is Mr Rousseau there?

Hi, Christophe Ajame.

Is he there? Can he talk?

No.

You work with him?

- I work in his office. - Perfect.

Could you give him a message? I may be in trouble.

Really?

Yes, I'm innocent.

How do you know?

If I was guilty, I'd know. I'm a victim of circumstance.

A lot of people are.

You don't understand, Ms...

- Ms or Mrs? - Just Mimi.

Mimi, I need to speak to Rousseau.

Could you kindly give him this message?

He's a little depressed.

Same! come to think of it.

Are you Breton?

- What? - Your accent.

I'd be surprised.

It's subtle, but I'm sure.

New for me.

North or South?

- North. - Where?

Saint-Pabu.

I'm Breton too!

Really?

It's a sign.

Amazing!

- Be right back. - Hello?

Hello?

Anyone there?

Everyone left.

This is kind of scary.

I'm still here!

Everyone left.

They left. The office is empty. I'm locked in!

Huh?

- I didn't hear. - I'm locked in.

Like me.

- What? - Like me.

Like... you?

Calm down. Mimi, breathe!

Calm down. Mimi?

Listen to my voice. Let it guide you.

Dive into my voice.

There. In through your nose.

- That's good. - There.

Let my voice penetrate you.

There.

Now fill your lungs.

Christophe, I have a problem.

No, I do.

- Can I hang up? - No!

It's nothing personal.

Wait a sec!

06-78-11-13-55.

- Repeat. - 06-78-11-13-55.

OK. Bye.

Pace yourself.

I don't have a pace.

It varies.

I need a pacemaker.

How's the park job?

At the park?

Yes.

Job placement was a condition of your release.

The park is great.

The pruners are still forbidden, but I can plant.

My long-term goal

is to drive the little car.

I think I'm close.

Mimi. They called.

You never went.

I'm worried.

I thought I could trust you.

I didn't want to lie.

You know,

nature can be beneficial.

Repetitive gestures. Calm.

This park is worth trying!

Your new policy could be to let things come to you.

- Think so? - Yes.

All things?

Got something in mind?

- Your plans? - Any thoughts?

Not during sessions.

- About the guy I met! - What guy?

I gotta get this.

He's from my home town.

Nobody ever calls me.

Not during sessions!

Hello?

No. I didn't forget you.

I think about you a lot.

Rousseau hasn't called?

I forgot to tell him. Not to worry, I will.

I won't drop you.

Kenavo!

It's Breton.

It means "bye."

Who is Rousseau?

A lawyer.

You went back to a firm?

Remember last time?

I can't allow this.

Work will be fine.

It's sex I have to work on.

Hear your unconscious?

Work is fine. Sex is work. It's connected.

I feel better, oddly enough.

We'll raise your dose.

- Headed home? - Yes.

- Can I come? - No.

Can I talk to you about a case?

I don't do cases any more.

Someone called. I was in your office. I picked up.

In my office?

- Yes. - Why were you there?

Are you the maid? A paralegal?

I was tidying up.

I have no tittle. Your partner hasn't hired me.

Partner, wife, ex-wife? Is that what she is?

None of your business.

My life is complicated.

This person needs help.

So do you. Could be a good fit.

No, I don't need help.

My friend's innocent.

How do you know?

I'd know otherwise.

We have to save him.

Sure.

- Your bags are very full. - Yes.

Odd, paying by check.

How'd you know that?

I watched you shop.

Are you fixated on me?

I owe you?

I saw you cutting a check in Bloch's office.

Right. Blackmail.

Turns out you're a pest.

Sorry.

Sorry...

- Follow me. - No elevators!

Don't be a pain.

So where is this friend?

- Should I drive? - No.

The car is used to me.

We're the same age, the car and I.

OK.

Maybe...

Maybe speed up?

Isn't this exhilarating?

Yes.

I mustn't succumb to speed.

Not much risk of that.

Turn around. Arms out.

She's with me.

C'mon.

Let me talk.

You listen. Take mental notes.

Sit down.

He's pretty hot.

- Mr. Rousseau. - Christophe Ajame.

Mimi.

I'm very happy.

What for?

I'm happy that...

To see you here.

Elaborate, because...

Why be so happy?

It's just...

- It's nothing special. - Sure.

Lawyers' visits are routine.

- Yes. - Don't be happy.

But you are.

Mimi, you're just the way I pictured you. Honestly.

- The same. - You too.

Your voice suits you.

That's very rare.

Really?

- Could we... - Wait.

I know you.

No.

Yes.

Traou Beach.

I sold ice cream.

Big hat.

The sombrero

for an exotic touch.

- Good. - We're from the same region.

Great. Small world.

- Mr. Ajame? - Yes.

I'm listening.

Where should I begin?

With your story. From the top. I'm listening.

Mom raised me.

- In Brittany. - Saint-Pabu.

Saint-Pabu.

Sadly, Mom died.

Poor thing.

OK.

- Yes. - Keep going.

Mom worked for the Dupré family.

We lived on the estate

in a little guest house.

Mom would make polenta,

quiche,

herb quiche, for everyone.

She cooked a lot.

She also did the cleaning.

- And the yard. - Good.

So...

They put her stuff in storage. I was in prison.

Sorry. Why were you in prison?

I borrowed the Duprés' car.

Borrowed or stole?

Borrowed...

Stole.

So...

When they put her stuff in storage,

they stole the book.

So when I got out of jail

I went there. Broke in, actually.

There's that.

I took the hook back.

- With an ankle monitor. - Right.

I almost forgot...

The son,

he was there.

- And... - You smacked him.

No, not smacked.

Roughed him up.

So Mrs. Dupré pressed charges.

- But not for that. - Why, then?

For the book.

Just the book.

Because it's worth a fortune.

But it's not the money.

For me, it's about Mom's memory.

The sentimental value.

Yes. Mom's memory.

How'd you find me?

- Suarez. - Manuel Suarez?

Still here?

They got him for conspiracy last time,

but he had a good lawyer.

- I'm his lawyer. - No.

Vercken. Good lawyer.

If he's so good, why not call him?

- I was told... - What?

That you were...

What?

Free.

Who told you I was free?

- Who? - Everyone here.

In prison?

- Yes. - Enough!

Screw money! We'll defend you!

At least your assistant's honest.

- She's not my assistant. - I am.

You'd rather sit around in your smelly robe?

If money's the issue, I left cash in the storage unit.

In the backgammon.

The backgammon?

It was Mom's. Take it if you want.

What's the title?

Of the book.

Swann's Way.

Marcel Proust.

First book I read!

This is a 1st edition.

I have to be careful not to get too worked-up.

It's work, not love.

Not love, work.

Not love...

- Mom's backgammon! - I feel so connected.

Like I knew him before the beach,

before the churros...

I know his type too.

Slime balls who lie to steal a couple dollars

from honest folk.

For me, this is the end.

Let's go?

You leave his case,

but take money and his mom's watch.

Listen.

See his mother's photo? And the son?

See them reading Proust?

Look at this junk. Know it's price tag?

No. Well, I'm paying my fees.

Minus transport.

What's going on?

Is this part of your plan?

Want a cut?

50-50?

What is it?

What's happening?

Get up, get up!

Don't get worked up.

Even if his story is partly true,

I'm the wrong guy to defend him.

I'll spare you, too. Think the watch was bad?

I can do a lot worse. I'll do you no good.

There. Now stand up.

I'll shut up.

Let's calm down.

Take your time. Breathe.

What a fright!

Feeling any better?

I'll shut up.

We have time. We'll go later.

Take the case. Your ex will stop thinking you're scum.

My wife thinks I'm scum?

A little.

Scum!

I can assist you.

I'm fragile, but I can work. I'm a workaholic.

You're not fragile, Mimi.

You're a rock.

I'm ill.

No, you're not!

Scum!

Not helping?

- No. - Why?

Slipped disc.

We're already swamped.

Sure, I understand...

On the right!

- Hi, girls. - Hello.

Yoohoo, Claire.

Watch the stairs!

Yoohoo, Claire?

Big step.

Where do we start?

Find a link between Chris top he's mother, the books,

and the Duprés.

It's a pipe dream.

I'll make several.

OK.

I was thinking.

- What's this? - Photos of her bookcase.

Joélle, Chris top he's mother's.

Look.

Here. What do you see?

Grey.

No. More like a black hole. They're pixels.

But they're books.

Books.

Look. Here.

That's the book.

I can't see a thing.

The "Ps." Try squinting.

Yes.

Where's the original?

Swann's Way.

- Where? - Here.

Time to contact Dupré's lawyer.

Your methods are convoluted.

I wouldn't have done it that way.

But why not...

Thanks for the ride.

You can...

park if you see a spot.

- Here? - No.

Further down.

Watch out!

I don't like conflicting orders.

OK.

You do have a slight...

mental problem.

Well, yeah.

Here is fine.

All good.

Thanks.

Rousseau!

Start the Carl.

Start the Carl.

Stop, Counsel!

Go, go!

Go!

Catch them, Olga!

Yeah, but how?

- Know them? - The Joubert sisters? Yeah.

Do they scare you?

I'm more scared of what I did to them.

Can I crash at yours?

In my bed?

No, on the floor. I don't care.

Birgit's a coroner.

She opened an abdomen today.

That's magnificent.

I picture you...

dissecting a corpse.

Looking for the murderer.

That's a coroner's job.

It's fantastic!

She thanks you.

Avocat?

Yes, avocat!

What's that noise?

That ticking?

It's my valve.

It's calf.

- You have a calf heart? - No.

Not a whole one.

Part of one.

What happened?

I don't know.

My heart split in two.

When Claire stopped loving me.

I ran a lot, from people.

So I...

I ran out of steam.

I blew up in mid-air.

I understand.

I blows up easily too.

Yeah.

For example, when I work.

I get way too involved.

Everything is life-or-death, and I start to overheat.

All over, my body, my head.

And sometimes I'm tormented by sex.

Sometimes not at all.

Well, that's...

quite common.

With me,

it can he come pressing.

Pressing?

Is that a proposition?

No. But we could if you like.

Or not.

More original, maybe.

Yes.

What a relief!

When you introduced me as a lawyer,

I was very moved.

It was sincere.

I have the Bar.

Really?

But I never practiced. Never could.

Giving up on my career was a grieving process.

That's why this matters.

Yes.

'Night, Paul.

'Night.

'Night, Mimi.

Paul!

Parking trouble.

Not quite appropriate attire.

Did I overdo it?

Mimi...

I'll tell you.

Yes, you overdid it.

- What's up? - I can handle it.

Under control.

Everyone looks so tiny.

Must be on purpose.

Don't be intimidated.

I know little Mabru.

He interned at our firm. Lasted 3 months.

He's shy,

a nobody.

I stopped my meds.

I wanted to tell you.

I felt muddled.

OK.

Let me talk.

Mind if I eat?

Of course not.

Very full day.

Go ahead, proceed.

Your client unjustly accuses mine

of stealing a book.

But it's his book.

So I think you see...

Christian is innocent.

Christophe.

She's right.

Christophe.

Yes, Christophe.

What an end for a great lawyer.

The Ledannois double homicide!

What a trial!

A 3-hour speech. Nobody yawned once.

Not once. Even the prosecutor cried. Unheard of!

The prosecutor in tears. And now?

Wow!

The rumors! And Christophe Ajame.

I mean, really.

Frankly, there's nothing redeeming

about that crook.

He's a lowlife

who's extorted the Duprés for years.

It's an obsession, a neurosis...

- No. - Yes!

Yes.

It's a fixation.

See?

Of all the rich families, why fixate on the Duprés?

Your nose is running.

Want a tissue? A napkin?

Doesn't she?

What's happening? What is this?

C'mon!

Seriously, I want to help you.

If you need anything. A loan, I can help.

No, thanks.

I wanted to say...

Wednesday, I'll be with you all the way.

Really.

With all my heart.

We're missing the big picture.

What big picture?

Something clicked when he mentioned neurosis.

I could feel we were close.

Will you play into his hand?

Will you drop the case?

He doesn't want us to reach our goal.

What goal?

Our goal.

Get him out of prison.

Look,

if you don't mind, I'll walk home.

Don't wanna risk death in your car.

OK? Bye.

OK.

What happens Wednesday?

Nothing.

Rousseau hasn't shown up. I can't reach him.

I'm worried.

Think he's dead?

No. I doubt it.

He didn't tell you?

No.

Well, Mimi...

As of today,

Paul has been disbarred.

We see our client today.

The Bar Association revoked his right to practice.

I don't get it.

Notify your client. It's over.

The complaint was filed some time ago.

I added my name to it

because otherwise the firm

was out of business.

He messed up bad.

He took money from clients with false promises.

You denounced Paul?

I'had no choice. It was for the firm's survival.

I did it for him too.

Sure. It's tough love, right?

No.

Are you guilt tripping me?

I don't have to. You acted like scum.

I hear it in your voice.

You can't understand.

You don't think I love him.

Paul, I have to talk to you!

You there?

I have to pee.

Hello.

- Restroom? - Downstairs.

I'll have another.

Excuse me.

Two rosés, please.

Coming right up.

Ocupado.

- Paul? - It's ocupado.

It's Mimi.

Mimi...

Are the Jouberts still here?

I've been here 2 hours.

They're upstairs, but I know the owner.

He brought me drinks. Want some?

No. I can talk to them.

Shall I try?

No.

I would go myself

but I'm too fragile...

I solved it.

What?

It was under our noses. He's their son!

Christophe.

- Whose son? - Dupré's.

Yeah, OK.

We visit today.

No more visits. My dance card is empty.

We need you.

I was disbarred!

How could they do that to me?

It's aggressive, definitive...

- It's mean. - Maybe there's hope.

You're kind.

I'm not kind.

I'm honest.

- Kind. - Don't leave me.

I'm my own worst enemy. Come with me.

You don't need me.

This is your big break.

You're headed for...

Understand?

It's your chance. Take it.

It's a great idea. The hidden son,

Dupré an adulterer.

You can do it. Go!

Miss?

Do you metal on your body?

I don't think so. I'll ask my mother.

I like your style.

Bodacious Brittany babe.

Thanks.

It was a joke.

How can I put this?

What?

I made a discovery.

I'm not sure.

So I have lots of questions.

But right now I can't.

Because I can't put my thoughts in order.

- Meaning? - It distracts me. Sex.

- Really? - Yeah.

It shuts everything else out.

I can't think, or concentrate. All I think of is sex, sex, sex.

Think we could sleep together?

Here?

Yes.

A quickie, then. We only have 7 minutes.

Let's kiss and see if it works.

Yeah ..

Yeah.

Afterwards if I propose to you,

tell you I love you and want kids,

be on guard. It's not necessarily true.

But it's not necessarily false either.

OK.

Go on...

Put your hand here and rub.

Like that.

Are you a St. Nicolas alum?

Who paid your tuition?

It's not cheap. The utility bills alone...

If you mix sex and work, I cant...

Christophe!

I love you.

Maybe I'm moving too fast.

I never know.

Maybe we could get married.

You could win a vacation for two!

Today Joélle is playing to win a weekend

in Málaga!

In the song "My Old Man,"

is Dad's coat "splattered"

or "tattered"?

Tattered.

I'm not sure...

Tattered, Joélle!

Tattered, I think.

Bravo! Who do you want to travel with?

My son, but he's in jail.

But he's an innocent victim.

Thanks Mimi

for helping my Christophe

and telling him about his father!

Don't give up on him.

He's one of them, I know it.

Watch out for the mother! She's a shake!

This has to stop!

Stop!

How do we proceed?

We want our money.

This beautiful apartment,

if you sold it...

I don't own it.

Not only do I rent,

I'm being evicted.

You're very stubborn...

Shut your face!

What have you done? Look at her.

I said I'm dishonest.

Sorry, it's me...

I want to slap you.

- I have another idea. - Yes?

If you work like everyone.

I've been disbarred.

- Sorry! - Find a solution.

You got creative robbing us.

It wasn't your money.

Nor yours!

- See? - You're right.

- Sorry. - Don't apologize.

You've made us monsters.

Quite simply.

I have one last idea. His partner...

Bloch.

We could throw acid at her.

Great idea!

Whaddya think?

Yeah.

Sure. Couldn't care less.

Really?

Seriously.

Pour acid over her whole body.

She's nobody.

Very good idea.

I don't care.

Thanks for the coffee.

Goodbye.

You've got 48 hours.

See you soon.

Claire.

Sorry.

You alright?

And you?

Meh. A little sad.

Why?

The disharment.

I can't sleep.

Don't worry. You were right.

It was too far gone.

Maybe not.

No, I promise you. I was out of control.

You saved the day! Really. Bravo!

Incredible!

What is?

I thought you'd never forgive me!

I was afraid you'd do something stupid.

A huge fuck-up.

I'm so sorry, Paul.

I went too far.

You go too far because I go too far.

That's why I adore you.

That's why I like you so much.

What's that?

That? Nothing.

It's like a scab.

No.

I'm just hot.

Do you want to...

Come in and have bad coffee?

Yes.

Why don't we go out for coffee?

You seem tired.

Why don't we...

Did we put in a deadbolt?

What's going on?

Get out of town for the weekend.

The weekend?

It's Tuesday. Should I be afraid?

Yes.

A little, a lot?

A lot afraid.

It's just a threat.

It's the Joubert sisters.

They think I care about you.

They could use you to extort me.

I have work, thanks.

Glad you're taking it well.

Mimi?

I'm looking for Mimi.

May I?

Mimi?

Mimi?

Wake up!

I have to sleep.

What did you do?

I was attacked.

By who?

The illness.

I took a fistful of downers. I went too high.

Right...

Come on. Sit up.

C'mon, please get up. Let's go.

Make an effort.

Look, illness...

You're used to illness. OK?

Wanna save your friend? It's now.

We'll pay the Duprés a visit.

C'mon, let's go.

I may not look it,

but I'm all fired up inside.

We're fucked!

- What is it? - See them?

Yes.

There are birds in the sky. It's normal.

Too many means I've reached my limit.

Oh yeah?

- What if I'm wrong? - No.

Maybe I made sense out of nothing.

No.

Because sometimes

I can see so clearly

my eyes could bore through a safe.

Then I come down.

And I'm fucked. I'm knitting a sweater with paws.

It's really hard.

Where are you now?

I'm in a valley.

A valley...

I want to sleep.

- May I have the... - Please.

We have nothing against Christophe.

Great.

He's a good boy.

But we're fed up.

The book went too far.

There's a misunderstanding.

That's not why we're here.

Our theory is,

Christophe is a member of your family.

What do you mean?

What...

A family member, yes.

Did he say that?

Family? Explain yourself

Mimi?

- What? - Go ahead.

What?

It's very clear.

I have an illness.

No.

I have a problem.

The diagnosis came too late.

- So I was committed several... - Not now!

Sorry.

We don't have much.

Yes, we do.

No, not much.

Impressive.

That's the word for it.

She's using antiphrasis. Know what that is?

Nothing

means we have...

- Nothing. - Everything.

Understand? Take an example.

Christophe attended St. Nicolas.

Your hush and paid.

- Yes. - Meaning?

We were generous and attentive with that woman and her son.

He paid it all.

My husband

was very fond of...

Joélle.

He spoke of her to the end.

How'd he die?

- How'd your husband die? - Old age.

At age 597.

He was very tired.

She killed him.

Unbelievable!

Take that back!

- She doesn't mean it. - Joélle too.

Mimi thinks out loud. She doesn't mean it.

- Theories. - This chicken's awful.

What's in it?

Garlic?

I feel sick. The bathroom?

Upstairs. Can you make it?

- I feel awful. - Go.

It's roasted garlic.

Isn't the recipe...

From Robuchon. Delicious.

I tasted it. Delicious.

What the...

What do you want, Counsellor?

We were always generous, kind and compassionate

with that woman.

- Did you meet this son? - Mom.

Know who he is?

Did you meet the boy?

Mom.

Strawberries, anyone?

No, thanks.

My card. If you happen to

think about this little chat.

Here it is.

Thanks.

Well...

I stole the Dupré girl's hairbrush.

You'll see. The DNA will talk.

There's more to life than work.

Maybe we should stop. Don't you think?

No?

I feel great.

I hate night driving but I see great,

better than daytime.

Remember your lights.

In Paris we'll analyse the brush.

We'll have proof, and Christophe the truth.

Crazy, isn't it?

We succeeded.

We held our own against those liars.

Murderers, probably.

But we defend truth and justice.

Maybe I could finally go to trial.

Right...

It's bedtime.

Get some rest.

My parents live nearby.

I'd like to tell them I nailed something.

We nailed it, right?

Yes.

Rest.

Yes, Ms. Dupré?

This is Mr. Rousseau.

Mother always refused to admit father had secret lives.

Your visit upset her.

Those awful accusations..

It's humid.

I don't see what could convince Christophe

that he's not your half-brother. Do you?

400 thousand euros? That's our best offer.

- The book? - He keeps it.

On the condition he never contacts us again.

Including break-ins, thefts...

assaults, etc.

He can't be kin to us.

500 thousand.

That's expensive.

550.

It's a deal.

Those nuts are swimming.

It's so cold.

We could swim too.

- Want to go swimming? - No.

Theoretically, we could.

But reality prohibits it.

I hate cold water.

But go ahead.

I can't.

You went out last night.

What?

- What's going on”? - Nothing.

Yes.

- You're crying. - No.

Yes, you are.

- What? - I don't know.

Say something.

Mimi.

I wanted to swim together.

But I can't.

Go ahead, but I cant. I don't have a suit.

Neither do I.

Let's visit your parents.

You said they live around here.

So you work together?

Yes..

Mimi did a trial period

at my firm.

I found it conclusive.

Your daughter's gifted.

As a little girl, she was...

She was perfect. After that...

After that...

She had issues.

Yes, but...

You'll stay for dinner.

We're having veal rolls.

With pleasure.

Careful! They're the real thing with...

He'll see, Claudine.

Bird's nest style.

Bird's nest.

Did you know it was Mimi

who solved the whole case, just by intuition.

- What case? - The one we're working on.

Just like that.

Intuition. She has great instincts.

Like her grandma.

Your mother had intuition.

Not just intuition...

Everything lines up.

She lacks self-confidence, but...

She's unique, really.

I think.

But she won't believe me.

I hardly know her.

Do you tell her she's great?

As her family, you must.

From family, it's important.

Will you tell her?

That she's great.

Nice wine.

Well, then.

Hey, dickhead. Forget about us?

- No. - We want our money now!

- I'll handle it. - We'll go see your wife.

I'll handle it.

Yeah, right. We'll handle if.

Mireille, dinner!

Coming.

Paul!

You taking my car?

Take the brush.

It's proof,

It isn't admissible. Sorry, I'm off to Paris.

- Without me? - Yes.

That's disgusting.

No.

Yes! But it's my life!

I have a life!

You're not the center of everything.

I have troubles. Real troubles.

You took Dupré's money.

Christophe gets half.

He doesn't want it. He wants the truth.

Truth is for kids. I don't have the luxury.

Don't do this. I'll have an attack.

I'll have an attack!

You're eating Cocopuffs?

Mimi?

You're right. I have metal in my hip.

Childhood operation.

Thanks for the money.

Thank Mr. Rousseau, too.

Yes.

I recommended you.

I said you were

the best lawyers. You did a bang-up job.

That's what we're here for.

I like your look. It constantly changes.

You go from...

Different every time.

- They're pyjamas. - Really?

I also liked your top last time.

- Open. - Low cut.

The cleavage.

You gave me sensations...

I felt like a teenager.

- What's that? - Stay calm.

My dad was a cop.

I'm breaking you out.

- I get out next week. - Stand up.

I'm taking you hostage.

No...

Stand up!

You don't belong here.

We'll expose the truth.

- What? - You're not normal.

No, I'm not.

I have a pathology.

Luckily,

because I can plead insanity.

Call that reassuring?

- Call the guard. - Wait!

Don't get excited.

My hostage.

Whatever he says...

She's crazy. She says so herself.

Drop the weapon!

- She's insane. - Drop your weapons!

Calm down.

Do what she says. She's crazy! Please.

Move, move!

I want to stay!

Don't move!

Calm down, miss.

I'm out in a week. I wanna stay.

Shut your mouth!

- Open up. - I have no key.

Find it!

Don't move!

I want to stay.

Stand back!

Stay put!

The door.

The Duprés are dropping the charges,

and giving me money.

I get out and go straight.

What more could I want?

[ Don't want to be a son to those assholes.

You're always thinking for me.

You want sex, we have sex.

You want me to be a Dupré?

I said I'd take the money. Can't you accept it?

Mimi!

I don't care about the truth.

I just...

We're not getting married.

We're not having kids.

That's not how our story ends.

Never.

On your knees or I shoot!

Drop the gun!

Drop the gun!

Hands on the car!

Give me the gun.

Don't move.

On the ground.

Hands behind your back.

Armed escape attempt,

assaulting officers of the law...

It's serious.

Very serious.

What happened?

You can stay silent, but I discourage it.

I'll order a medical exam.

OK?

You have a psych history.

No more hospitals.

Not prison though.

I want a lawyer.

Go ahead.

You can call one.

I know one. Phone's in my bag.

Did you touch my bag?

No. Why is it empty?

I don't recognize it. This isn't my bag.

- Where's my lipstick? - It is your bag.

Here it is. Without it, I'm not me.

Voicemail.

Please don't worry.

I won't see you for a long time.

But that's OK.

It was wonderful.

I wanted to tell you. This may be my last...

But I'll be OK.

I'm used to it.

Your words.

Bye, Paul.

Weren't you calling your lawyer?

I did.

Here.

Enjoy.

Can I see?

I feel much freer since Mom died.

I'm glad it's just the two of us.

It's good.

Those who receive violent words

act on them.

They are life's victims.

Childhood's victims. It's better.

Childhood, yes. It's more evocative.

Should I keep the intention and realization part?

It's well-written,

but it'll emphasize the barbary of it.

I'm going to fuck this up!

You'll make this story moving.

It's excellent. And you should make an effort.

Try to look sorry.

Understand?

Looking sorry is important.

Even if you didn't do it.

I didn't.

Be sorry for not being guilty.

OK? Make an effort.

It's time.

We have to go.

We'll nail this.

Claire.

Sorry.

I'll be back.

You're not coming?

I'll be back.

You'll be great.

Could I see her briefly?

No visits for several months.

I promised the judge.

I can't write or call?

No calls initially.

She suffered a lot.

Each time, she falls further.

If you love her, leave her alone.

She's not up to it, nor are you.

OK.

Mimi?

Mimi?

How are you?

How are you?

You've lost weight.

I wanted to...

I wanted to ask you...

Are you...

Are you mad at me?

It worries me.

You'd be justified, sincerely.

I...

I behave like a total asshole.

I didn't see how fragile you were.

But now...

I'll be more attentive, promise.

I promise.

I feel so stupid.

I'll be back.

Take me.

- What? - Take me.

I can't do that.

No, Mimi.

No.

We can't, theoretically.

But reality allows it.

Subtitles: David H. Pickering.

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