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Mysterious music

- The film you are going to see was born under a lucky star.

Soft music

Smash Piano out of tune

Inaudible

gong

Scraping

Effort

- There you go. He sighs.

- I'm really sorry.

Hmm.

I hope...

you can reincarnate into something more interesting.

She sniffles.

Uncomfortable laughter

Hi.

Door

He blows.

Effort

Door

- Well...

Come!

- It's not the chalet in the photos.

- But yes, but yes, of course. He groans.

- No, I don't recognize it.

- Well, I haven't changed behind your back. Do you think I'm stupid?

Come visit. A killing,

I tell you!

He laughs.

He expires.

This way.

Creaking of the stairs

There you go.

Hold.

My poor darling, Didn’t you sleep in the helicopter?

- Oh shit !

The pilot asked me to post a comment,

I forgot.

- Ah good ? She sighs.

Since when do pilots do this?

- He was super nice.

And I promised him. Will you take care of it for me?

- Well of course.

There's no problem.

What do you want me to wear? "Pilot super nice”? “Pleasant driver”?

Uncomfortable laughter - I don't care, a positive thing.

- No problem, I'll take care of it. - Mmh.

It's not the good yogurts.

They taste weird.

- Ah good ? - Mmh.

You have the wrong brand.

- Oh, I'm sorry. I'll be careful next time.

Uncomfortable laughter - I just eat because I'm hungry.

What is this?

- Ah, we received that yesterday.

- For chainsaw video. - Mmh.

If you don't like it, we'll throw it away.

- No.

It's not bad, we'll keep it.

- Okay.

Uh, you still need me, tonight?

- No, you can dispose of it.

- Okay...

But is it okay otherwise? Finally...

Do you like it here? Do you like it?

She sighs.

- I don't know, I'll tell you tomorrow.

- Okay.

I'll leave you to dinner in peace.

Rest.

- Are you on break?

- No, she is.

I'm not on vacation.

There is everything to manage. I have to respond to everyone.

It's hell.

You think I'm here to hang out or what?

- You could do this from home, It didn't change anything.

- But no. Phew!

You know how it is.

I have to be there to see everything with her.

Live, day to day.

I have to be there to motivate her. She says she wants to stop.

- Well, then?

If she wants it, let her stop.

- And what do I do?

Should I become unemployed? You're funny.

- Well, you can find something else.

It's been ten years. Aren't you tired of being under his thumb?

- Tired of earning so much money? No, sorry.

- We don't do anything together anymore. You are always

with her.

"Magalie asked me this, she wants me there."

Magalie, Magalie, Magaloche, I'm full of it.

You don't see this crazy woman anymore than your own children.

Notification Do you realize?

Are you listening to me, at least?

- There's something weird. I'll call you back.

- What, again?

- An email to process

right away.

I remind you, my heart.

- OK, hello. She hangs up.

We knock.

- Mag, are you sleeping?

He sighs.

Mag!

- Did you break down? Is it wrong or what?

- Sorry, it's super important... - I don't care

Don't come into my room to whisper.

Are you sick or what?

- I promise, it sucks.

- Get out of my room!

- Okay, sorry.

Piano out of tune

The music speeds up.

She sighs.

Door

The scooter is approaching.

- Oh shit !

Oppressive music

Photo burst

Rustling noises

She sighs.

She growls.

Light laughter

- Does the name Herzog tell you something?

-Patrick,

tell me the important thing. Stop the stupid guessing.

Who is Herzog?

- Dimitri, the crane guy.

Piano out of tune

- Okay.

- He messed up. This idiot told his sister everything.

She breathes.

- His sister? - Yes.

He has a sister.

- Okay.

What did he say? - All !

All.

That's why she's contacting you. She sent me a message.

And she is a journalist.

Are you starting to get it or not?

Uncomfortable laughter

She sighs.

- No. What does that change? that he told her everything?

- Okay!

Read !

Deep sigh

Exasperated sigh

Uncomfortable laughter - Oh my!

Mistakes. Very poorly written, that!

- We don't care. You do too.

Please see it through to the end. You read everything!

They gasp.

She breathes. - It's blackmail.

- Oh, no joke?

Is that all it does to you? - Well, she said

that she doesn't want any money. What does this whore want?

- That's the problem. I don't know what she wants.

- Well, you contacted her, before pissing me off?

- Yes. She refuses to talk to me. She only wants to talk to you.

Uncomfortable laughter - Oh, no.

No, piss off!

Hello, Simone. I am Magalie.

You sent an email to Mr. Balandras, my personal assistant,

about that piano accident.

I didn't understand everything, because of syntax errors,

but I am available to talk about it in person.

I'm in the mountains. Embarrassed laughter

In my new residence, for an indefinite period.

You can call me back on this number, if you wish.

See you soon, I hope, Mrs. Simone.

Bye.

You dirty whore!

- You know what?

You may be right about the mistakes. - That's to say ?

- She may have meant the opposite. That she just wants money.

She moaned.

- She's going to get her ass fucked.

- No, no, no. You're not kidding,

it's serious.

If so, we risk imprisonment for life.

Keep that in your head. It's hot! Uncomfortable laughter

- I'll keep this, and I'll go back to bed.

- Don't you understand? Are you staying calm there?

And if she calls back, what do we do?

- I'll call her back, Patrick.

Oh, relax. Don't worry, we'll manage, right?

Eat a little pill, you're all stressed.

Piano out of tune

She sighs.

Hmm.

Uncomfortable laughter

Hmm.

She sighs.

- They ask why their father is not there, but apart from that...

- You don't want to explain that I'm leaving for work?

To buy them clothes

and their food.

They'll think I'm a stupid bastard who abandons his family.

- They already know you're a stupid bastard. She laughs.

He laughed yellow. - Great, humor, thank you.

- No, they're fine, relax.

Mathieu was fired

from the pony club, but otherwise, it's okay.

- That's so much the better. You know what I think about it.

It's not a boy thing. Sorry, but...

Here!

Look who's there.

- Hi.

- Ah, shit! She laughs.

I didn't understand that you had such a neck brace.

- Yeah. - Horrible, my darling.

- It's nothing, I'll survive. Don't worry.

- She's sturdy, you know!

- Your chalet looks crazy. Happy?

- Yes, well, I don't feel at home yet.

- Ah, I could get used to it pretty quickly.

They laugh.

How big is it? 300 ?

- You are adorable, but we have an emergency.

I'm going to have to borrow your boyfriend and hang up.

- Maybe we can finish talking?

- But the chalet is 500 m2.

Bye!

Patrick, I know what she wants!

- It was super humiliating.

- Who cares, you'll call her back. Listen !

I thought and I know what your journalist wants.

I tell you?

- Money, it’s simple!

- No !

She wants to sleep with me.

- Pardon ? - Mmh.

I saw pictures of her online, It’s a tuna, disgusting!

That's for sure, that's it. A poor fan who wants a relationship with me.

- You hang up on my wife to tell me this?

- Yes. I reread his message.

The words are poorly put together.

She must be a psychopath.

- OK, your reasoning is: she writes badly,

so she wants to sleep with you?

- Yes.

- She wants money.

Everyone knows that you are armored, she wants to bite.

Did you call her back? - Oh, no.

Shock

- What is it?

- It's what ? - I don't know.

She gasps.

- She's here. Téma, it’s her!

- Oh, damn! Hey, wow!

- Do you see? I'm not stupid, I know!

- What is she doing here? - I don't know. She is there.

Go ahead, open! Open!

- Two minutes. - Can we talk?

- Open. - Please.

- Five minutes. - We're talking!

- Open, two minutes. - Hey !

- Who are these Mongolians?

- The big one followed me this morning.

- Eh ? She laughs.

He followed me on his gypsy scooter.

- Without your hood? You are crazy! - Don't tell me I'm crazy!

- You're looking for trouble.

Metallic noise

She sighs.

Door

What do you want there?

Is it wrong or what?

Get out or I'll take the rust out of you!

It's private. Get out!

- We do what we want. Who are you?

Hold ! They laugh.

Jester, go! - Shame!

- Does that make you laugh, too?

- Hold ! He groaned.

They laugh.

Engine

- Bunch of little sluts!

He shouts. Metal breakage

The phone rings.

Light laughter

The phone rings.

Vibrate

- What?

- Good evening.

- Is that you, Simone?

- Yes.

- Okay. She sighs.

And so?

- Well, I...

- What do you want?

She breathes. - It's hard. I'm intimidated.

- Hey! - What ?

- Look at. I'm sorry.

- Ah, shall I call you back? You're not alone?

- No, it's nothing. It's my dog.

He just came into the room. It's nothing at all.

Go for it.

I'm listening to you.

- Good. So, to start, know that I have never been blackmailed

to anyone, first.

I am an honest person.

To tell you everything, I'm relatively uncomfortable.

- Oh...

my poor darling.

Are you uncomfortable? I'm sorry!

Are you kidding me?

- No, no, it's sincere.

You are on the defensive, but you will realize

that I mean well.

It's very light blackmail, very positive, I'm not...

- Stop with your salads

positive blackmail and your bogus explanations.

Tell me. What do you want?

- Okay.

Magalie, you don't want to whether the public or the media

learn what really happened

the day of your accident with the piano.

Right?

- That's why I gave 500,000 euros to your stupid brother.

To shut up.

- Yes, I know.

I apologize for him, my brother is extremely fragile.

There you go, this accident traumatized him.

He did not assume to keep this heavy secret all to himself,

so he needed to confide in me, that's it.

But he didn't tell anyone else, that’s a certainty.

He has no intention of harming you.

He is extremely grateful for all your money.

Who literally changed his life.

At that time, he had big financial and personal worries...

- I don't care, of the life of your Mongolian brother.

Spit it out. What do you want?

She laughs. - Forgive me, I'm intimidated.

- Listen, Simone, I'll save us some time.

I know what you want.

You want to meet me.

Embarrassed laughter - Yes, that's true.

- I knew it!

I felt it, in fact, I'm a genius.

You want to meet me, you want to sleep with me!

- Sorry?

- I know, I am desirable.

Girls like me, I have no problem with that.

I am in demand from all sides.

I'm good, I know it.

You want to meet me to have a relationship with me.

- No. Sorry if I left you imagine such a thing.

No, no.

You're pretty, I'm not saying. But you're not there at all.

I really want to meet you, but for something completely different.

Are you there?

- Yes! - I'm listening to you, yes.

- So you refuse to express yourself in the media,

you never granted maintenance to anyone

of your whole life.

I would like to be the first to interview you.

I have been doing this job for 25 years.

I am a true professional.

I promise not to mention your accident in my article.

- Look what we're going to do, it will be simpler.

You give your bank details and we'll make a big juicy transfer,

like your brother.

You shut your mouth and you forget me forever.

- I did not contact you on a whim.

It is a carefully considered decision. I won't back down.

I'm interviewing you or I will report you to the police.

Sorry for you.

- Damn...

She gasps. - I won't change my mind.

Smash

She breathes. - Okay, you win!

You are a witch.

I'll pass you my assistant for an appointment.

Embarrassed laughter

- Patrick Balandras on the device.

I'm the one who received your email.

You picked up the first interview with Magaloche.

Congratulations !

She screams.

She growls.

Piano out of tune

- Are you ready?

Can we go there?

First, thank you for accepting.

I know you do a considerable effort,

and really, thank you.

I am extremely moved.

And above all, very honored, really.

You are angry, but I wanted to say it anyway.

She sighs.

So. Embarrassed laughter

It records.

I'll start at the beginning.

Eh, in order.

So, Magalie, you were born on March 12, 1989,

with an extremely rare disease,

called insensitivity congenital to pain.

- I was born with insensitivity congenital to pain, yes.

Everyone already knows that.

I don't hide it.

- Not everyone knows what it is.

Could you explain it to me? quickly? That interests me.

- It's like being blind.

Except that, instead of not seeing, we don't feel physical pain.

I wouldn't know how to explain it any other way.

For a more precise definition, ask a specialist.

- No, it's very clear, I thank you.

That’s nicely said.

Magalie, something other than people don't necessarily know.

The day you were born,

therefore, on March 12, 1989,

it is also the date on which internet was made accessible

to the public for the first time.

Did you know you were born the same day as the internet?

- No.

- Oh !

Incredible, that! I thought you knew.

I'm going to teach you things. Uncomfortable laughter

- No.

No, impossible.

- All right.

What does this information mean to you? What do you discover?

Tell me.

- Internet is an IT tool.

I am a human being.

I don't see the connection.

- You were born on the same day as the tool that made you a star.

It’s still astonishing!

Stifled laughter

- Where does that come from... this unbearable way of speaking?

- Pardon ? - “Amazing, don’t you think?”

No kidding, where does that come from?

Of a castle?

- I don't live in a castle, no. - Well,

you speak like a duchess and you don't know how to write an email.

- I use voice dictation, that's why.

It's not interesting

to talk about me.

- Indeed, it is absolutely not.

I'm not hiding from you

that it's already very painful to do this interview.

With your way of speaking, I think I'm taking an exam at school.

I honestly don't know if I'm going to hold on.

She sighs. It attacks me.

How long do we have it for?

- Uh...

I don't know, 2 hours. Something like that.

- Two hours?

But... are you drunk or something?

What are we going to say for 2 hours?

- Magalie, you can let your guard down. I'm not coming to bother you.

I just want to chat, make a nice portrait.

Without bad intention.

I am kind, I mean you no harm.

- Kind, but who is blackmailing.

We must not forget it.

- Excuse me, sorry

to cut you off, two seconds. Can you come, please?

- What ?

- Come on.

What are you doing?

- Nothing.

- She's got us by the balls!

Stop playing around, play the game!

- What ? I have already come, I play the game.

- No, no.

You're going to have to be more accommodating. It starts very badly.

- Did you hear it?

- But...

- I want to poke his eyes out, to this whore!

- But what do we care?

You are playing with fire. Think about prison.

You fucking take it upon yourself.

OK? - Okay, okay.

I take it upon myself. - Please.

THANKS !

- My assistant kindly offers to go get something to eat.

Do you want something?

- Thank you, no, I don't need anything.

- Okay. It will only be for me.

As usual, Chouchou, you're adorable.

Get over it, I have a hole in my stomach.

So, let's go.

I'm ready.

I'll play the game. Door

I'm ready. She sighs.

I'm listening to you.

- A problem? - No, none,

Simone.

I'm delighted to do this interview.

And I find your way of speaking...

very exotic.

- You don't have to.

- Yes, I am, yes.

But let's go.

- All right.

I continue.

So, Magalie, you were born the same day as this tool

which made you a world star.

- Yes.

- How did you discover this tool?

She inhales and groans.

- It happened the year I... 14 years old.

- Mmh.

- Yes.

14 years old, that's it.

- That's a real question. You could elaborate a little.

- But I was going to do it.

I just have to remember.

- Sorry, I'm in a hurry to find out more.

I am silent.

Go for it.

She sighs.

- We were

with my father in the living room.

We were watching TV while waiting for my mother.

We had just finished a shitty movie, a western.

And while skipping on several cable channels,

well, we fell on an adult show.

And we watched.

Country music

In English

He laughs.

He coughs.

He moans. The father laughs.

He spits.

Sizzling

He screams.

The father laughs. He moans.

He laughs.

I didn't understand right away what I was looking at.

But I remember feeling

a terrible frustration in front of these images.

I was jealous of these guys.

Very jealous.

Piano out of tune The show continues.

Beep

Hi, I'm Magalie Moreau.

Today, I test the car battery.

Sizzle

Dad!

The next day, my parents lectured me.

She scolds her. - I had a blast.

- ... a little bit !

- And obviously, I was punished.

Later, my father was in front of his PC, as always.

I am Magalie Moreau. Today, I test the car battery.

Sizzling

He laughs.

He sent my video to all his office colleagues

to make them laugh.

And then, it got carried away on its own.

His colleagues began to...

share the file with other people,

like a joke.

It spread very quickly.

In a few weeks, it was a classic.

The video was circulating everywhere so much,

we even went on the television news. - Mmh.

- It made everyone laugh.

There was almost nothing online, at the time.

Nothing to do with today.

It was the very beginning.

I was ahead of my time, we can say.

So. Uncomfortable laughter

People recognized me in the street.

I became a kind phenomenon in my school.

- It's incredible!

She swallowed. - It feels weird

to say it all out loud.

When I think about it, it's in my head.

I never think about it again, because it pisses me off.

Bad memories. I don't care!

- Before resuming

the timeline, uh,

I would like to clarify a detail that intrigues me.

I hope it's not too indiscreet, but I wonder...

We never see you without the device dental that you wear.

- So what?

- Well... is it a tribute to this first video?

Is there another reason?

She sighs.

- I have a serious malformation of the gum.

I have to carry this thing for life.

If I take it out, I lose my teeth, in 15 days.

- I'm sorry!

Uncomfortable laughter

- I'm joking.

- Oh. - It's for style.

Before, it was to be recognized.

- Mmh.

- And then, well,

it was a stage costume.

Something easy to identify.

“She’s the girl who makes videos with his braces."

- That's what I told myself, you don't need it.

You have perfect teeth.

- Thanks, it's okay. - And a very pretty one

smile, moreover.

That we don't see often. She laughs.

Uncomfortable laughter

- You didn't organize all this mess

just to flirt with me? As I had imagined.

- No, it's just an observation.

- Mmh.

"Dumb girl" Run DMC

He sighs.

- There you go.

- Thank you.

- Are you okay? Is everything going the way you want?

- She's starting to open up a little. It's exciting. THANKS.

- Okay, I'll let you work. I am here.

He sighs.

She moaned.

- “She’s starting to open up a little, yes.”

It sounds like you're talking about a mussel.

- No, it's an expression.

I know, you're not a mold. I wouldn't allow myself.

- I know it's an expression.

And I know I'm not a mold.

But thank you for explaining it to me, mistress. Uncomfortable laughter

He sighs.

- Shall we take a break for your lunch? - No, I'm not hungry.

Let's go, let's get this over with.

She sighs.

- Alright. So, uh...

People start to recognize you in the street, thanks to this video.

You are 14 years old.

What is happening at that moment?

- What is happening at this time?

Hmm.

I started making other videos, necessarily.

Piano out of tune Beep

- Hello. I am Magalie Moreau. Today I'm testing the hammer.

Bone crunches

Hi, I'm Magalie Moreau.

Today I'm testing the ice pick.

I am Magalie Moreau.

Today I'm testing boiling water.

I kept it a secret for a long time. We knock.

- Magalie, what are you doing?

She tries to open.

What are you doing ?

- Nothing.

I said I was clumsy to justify marks and injuries.

Whirring

Uncomfortable laughter

Shock

Hi.

- Cuckoo !

Why do you go out more?

Because of your illness?

- No.

- Well then, why?

- I'm doing it alone.

That's all. - My parents call you crazy.

She laughs.

- Hey ! Sorry to bother you.

Sincerely, sorry.

I'm a fan of yours. I know all your videos.

My brother too.

We just want to take a photo. - A photo

each. We are good. - Yeah !

There are ten seconds left.

And we leave. Promised. -Patrick!

- Oh, no!

She calls the other one. - No, hey!

Don't call your bodyguard. We are nice!

-Patrick!

- What ? - We just take the photo in peace.

- It's my break. Why are you yelling?

- There are the two gypsies.

- What do you care about?

She is convalescing. She needs to rest.

Leave him alone and respect people!

- Shut up, we're free! We just want a photo!

- We're doing nothing wrong!

- You're pissing her off.

- She should not be known... - Don't say that, you!

- Don't swing

yogurt! It's a waste.

Beep

- Hello. I am Magalie Moreau.

Today, I'm testing the sewing machine.

Whirring

- What did you do with it?

of all these little videos?

You sometimes visualized them

or pleasure was in the manufacturing?

- I put them away in a shoebox.

And once a scene is shot,

That didn't interest me at all.

Like today. The images I shoot

have no value.

- Well, that's debatable.

You built an empire with them.

She laughs. - I was talking about sentimental value.

- Well, let's talk

of market value. I was going to come there.

How was it carried out? professionalization?

How did you get past in high gear?

- Professionalization? Exasperated sigh

How you do to use such boring words?

- So how did you get by of the secret little girl

who stored his videos in shoe boxes

to the rich and famous young woman what are you today?

- Madam Duchess, I will keep it short.

Because I feel It's starting to bother me.

At 16, I became a young adult.

A distant uncle gave me a smartphone for Christmas.

Camera, internet connection.

There I registered on all forums, platforms,

networks. I invented this awesome nickname,

that you already know. Magaloche.

No need to explain why. She laughs.

That's it, great.

From that moment on, I started making lots of videos.

The rest, you know it.

30 views, 500 views, 100 million views.

Algorithms, monetization, sponsors, blah blah blah, the whole mess.

From there I started winning much more than my parents.

They kicked me out of my house, because I was insolent.

And I settled in a hut bigger than theirs.

And I started doing videos all day long.

So.

I think we've done the trick. I said everything.

We can stop there, is that okay? Are you happy?

- Well, no. We're not going to stop on such a good path.

This is where it gets interesting.

- Pardon ?

- It's time for lunch break?

He stammers. - As you wish. Me, I...

Everything suits me.

It's funny.

I always imagined

that journalists were ugly.

She's not bad. - Are you kidding?

She's disgusting.

A witch!

He blows. - Yeah...

- The whole Earth will read his article.

This bitch is going to become famous thanks to me.

It disgusts me.

Piano out of tune

- Be careful. - That's it!

- Okay. - It's good.

- It's good.

- Hello, it’s Magaloche.

I test the baseball bat at high speed, my darlings.

Here we go!

Engine

- Come on.

- So. Subscribe, hello.

Hi, it’s Magaloche.

Today, I'm testing the monster truck for you.

Let's go, let's go!

It starts.

And there you have it.

Don't forget to subscribe. Kisses, hello!

It’s Magaloche.

I'm testing the washing machine.

Go ahead.

Smash

There you go.

Don't forget to subscribe. Kisses, hello!

Cheers

Hey!

A video is released tonight at midnight. Don't forget to watch it!

- There is one thing which intrigues me a lot.

You have reached a crazy standard of living,

very quickly, thanks to the success of your videos.

You own multiple properties in the world.

You would have bought a private island in Polynesia, the year you turn 25.

I don't know if that's true. What matters to me is to understand

why did you continue to mutilate yourself,

since you no longer needed it.

Is it simply

a basic addiction to money

or is it for a more personal reason?

- Mmh, no, I...

I never had the idea of stopping.

- According to available statistics online,

you would have posted over 2,000 videos in all.

Which is titanic.

They moan.

Do you confirm?

- I don't know.

I didn't count.

My videos never exceed ten seconds.

So if your stats are good, that would...

20,000 seconds of image.

In 15 years, it's not...

It's not crazy, it's okay.

- Yes, seen like that, indeed.

For me, this amount of videos tell something else.

I can't help myself to think about your body.

- Pardon ? Are you thinking about my body?

- You are

intentionally injured more than 2,000 times on camera.

Severely. All this for the one and only purpose

to make small content for networks.

- So what?

- You never felt any wear and tear

or weariness?

- Postmen deliver mail every day.

Hi, it’s Magaloche. Today I'm testing fire for you.

Electro music

And here we go, let's go.

We all do the same job all his life.

Uncomfortable laughter

- Over time you could have question yourself.

You never questioned yourself on the usefulness,

forgive me,

very relative of this activity?

She sniffles.

- Your job is more useful, right? - No way.

I have doubts every day.

I don't know if people will read me.

Nor if I propose something beneficial to this society.

Yes.

I have rent to pay every month

and I support my mother financially, who is very ill.

I have no other choice. While you...

- Oh, my poor darling! She laughs.

Life is hard.

- Uh, you, it's... It’s not the same, it seems to me.

And here we are to talk about you.

Not from me. Nobody cares about me.

- That's true.

- Why do you continue to mistreat you

while you are free to stop for so long?

She sighs.

- Your sick mother, she knows

that her daughter is blackmailing an artist to boost your career?

Did you tell him that?

- But that's very interesting.

You consider yourself an artist.

I'll ignore the rest and bounce back on that.

Is it for the love of art

that you continue to mutilate yourself? - No.

I use the word "artist",

because my activity doesn't require any effort from me.

- Why do you continue, then?

- No mutilation.

My body is doing very well. Uncomfortable laughter

Nature is well made, it repairs perfectly.

- Answer my question.

- “Answer my question.”

“Answer my question.”

- What motivates you to continue? You don't need money.

- “Answer my question.”

I'm starting to get tired.

- You could stop everything.

Live normally. Why do you continue?

- Oh yes. - I would like to understand. Answer!

She sighs.

- Maybe I'm doing that because I hate myself.

And that I want to kill myself.

It would make a great hook for the article.

People will want to click.

- I don't make that kind of paper.

- I'm doing very well.

I adore myself.

I saw a psychologist for three years.

I fixed this whole mess.

Sorry, you're too late. There's nothing to find there.

I don't even understand what you are looking for.

- It's almost philosophical.

I want to know what drives you.

I'm interested and it will interest readers.

Uncomfortable laughter

- Readers don't care.

- No,

I don't agree.

- Do you know our company?

- Mmh. - Mmh. People

will read that on their toilets.

They will have forgotten the subject when they flush.

- You no longer need money. Why do you continue?

- You're going to ask that how many times?

- I spent 12 hours on the train.

I would like to find some substance to our conversation.

- You could have avoid travel easily.

And cash in as much money as possible, instead of coming here

ask myself the same question 40 times.

- This is a fundamental question.

Make an effort, try to answer them. Why do you continue?

- Who knows if I will continue? You don't know anything about it.

- Even if you quit tomorrow,

tell me what pushed you to do all these videos all these years.

Answer and I'll leave you alone.

It's promised. Uncomfortable laughter

- What if there was no reason?

- There must be one. Always.

- No, Mrs. Rational, sometimes there isn't one.

You knew that the universe is composed mainly empty?

There's no reason for that.

I have plenty of others, examples.

- Why are you resisting?

Does it bother you so much to give in? Is it so painful?

- Yes, relatively painful. I'm telling you, you're not listening.

I rarely passed

such a boring moment in my life!

- Too bad not to go beyond that.

Use this moment to your advantage, rather than endure it.

You are afraid of my question that forces you to see the truth.

Angry laughter

- I'm not afraid for a second!

Your question is rubbish.

Like you and the job you do.

Your questions are rubbish, your face, your sick mother too.

You should let her die on his hospital bed.

Screw you ! Deeply.

Do you understand where I am developing?

- All right.

She sighs. - Good.

Uncomfortable laughter

I know why I don’t do interviews.

It's unbearable.

- No, it's you who's unbearable.

I wish you good luck for the future.

I would have tried.

- I answered to all your questions except one.

It's okay, we're even! - No, it's not good.

You didn't play the game. Sorry for you.

- Get out! Witch !

- Oh !

- You still won't lecture me.

- It's within the reach of a moron. Answering stupid questions.

Why is it so complicated? Why are you so complicated?

- I don't want to talk about myself for ages.

Nor dig into my rotten soul

to understand things that I don't want to understand.

It pisses me off.

- Oh, okay. Great, well, that pisses you off.

- I don't know why I'm doing all this.

I don't know and I don't care!

- Would you rather go to jail? - Yeah !

Uncomfortable laughter I'm rubbing my ass with it.

We're breaking!

I don't know how to open it, you big pig!

I should never have accepted.

It was you who was afraid

of this poor whore.

Let her die! With his sick mother.

She imitates a moan.

- But wait. And me? Have you thought of me? You are not alone.

Uncomfortable laughter - Everything pisses me off so much!

I can't take it anymore. What am I doing here?

I don't care, I'll go to jail.

- Are you listening to me or what?

And me? Have you thought of me?

- You too will go to jail. With me. You deserve it, like me!

Piano out of tune

- Call to apologize.

She growls.

I don't know, send a text. “Sorry, I messed up.”

- Pardon. - Uh...

“Let’s arrange another meeting.” Be nice, make up for it.

- I do what I want, OK?

It's me who decides.

And I want to be in my chalet, without anyone.

- Pardon ?

- Yes. Uncomfortable laughter

So you give me the keys.

- Go ahead, take your keys!

She opens the door.

I'm warning you.

You better sort this out quickly!

Door

- There you go. - THANKS.

gong

Classical piano music

She plays the “Funeral March” by Chopin.

- It doesn't sound right.

He sighs.

- It's okay, can we go?

- Go ahead, it's okay.

- We can go.

Mechanism

Oh yes, I forgot to tell you.

Uh, first aiders are super busy.

They'll be there in about an hour. - An hour?

- Yeah, sorry. It's goats. Patrick sighs.

- Anyway, I don't wait an hour for them.

- We have to, for the insurance.

- I don't care. I'm not waiting here, it's sordid.

I pay if there's a problem.

We don't wait for them.

- So. This is... It's about 6 m away.

- What do you think? It's good. - Mmh.

I don't know.

No, that doesn't seem high enough to me.

We don't see the danger, it seems bogus. You have to go back up.

- Well, whatever you want.

Go higher.

- Okay. Mechanism

- Wait, just don't move.

- Oh, no, not that! I hate this stuff.

- But you have a... - It's boring, look.

- Yeah. - Do you see?

- Yeah, yeah, okay.

Sorry, I won't do it anymore.

- I'm not a doll.

- It's because it's windy, you have ears...

- Yes, but I don't care.

- Okay.

Um, sorry, it works.

- There you go, that's 10 m. I won't go any higher.

- But I want higher.

- I'm trying to talk to him.

Um, excuse me.

You can't go up a little higher?

Just a little.

- With the wind, it can damage my crane.

I'm not taking the risk. I won't go any higher, sorry.

- He doesn't want to.

- Eh ?

- That's how it is.

It's my gear, I don't want to damage it. I decide!

Take it or leave it.

She laughs.

- I can buy you 50, new cranes, don't worry.

Do what you're asked.

- What will it change?

the height, can I know?

- I want to film something sensational. There, it's not!

- It will break your legs,

no matter the height.

- I'm talking to you about staging, idiot!

What do you know about it?

- I don't care about your staging, Steven Spielberg!

I don't damage my gear for your beautiful eyes.

- Who is Spielberg?

- A guy who made films before.

- I won't go any higher, period.

Don't you like it? I'm breaking.

- You won. I'm doubling your salary.

Entertain me, impress me, ride it.

He laughs. - That's it, yes.

Does that suit you? Do you think we buy people?

- Of course we can. Is that a problem?

- Kiss my ass.

I won't go any higher.

Is that okay with you, is it clear enough?

Stifled laughter - Who is this guy? Eh ?

Technician of my balls, fuck you!

- Ho!

Smash

- Mag?

Patrick gasps.

Mag!

- Did I film or not?

She gasps.

- We have a big problem.

- Oh, damn.

Didn't I film?

- Wendy is dead.

- Eh ?

Who is Wendy?

- The hairdresser.

She died, under the piano.

- Ah good ?

- I'm sorry, it's terrible.

She sighs. - Shit.

- No, you don't have to move. Stay like that.

-Patrick.

How many times have I said that there was no need for a hairdresser?

- You could have gone there. It's a miracle.

He pants.

We are in a dark mess.

The rescuers arrive. We didn't follow protocol.

It's going to cost you a fortune. - I know what to do.

- What ?

- Bury him.

- Eh ?

- Yeah.

They'll say she's never been here.

It's that simple.

I'm not going to jail for a hairdresser.

- No, you won't go to jail. It's an accident.

- Do you love me or not?

- Of course, but...

- Then we bury him.

You bury him.

Look where we are. It's a desert.

No one will find her. Trust me.

Make this body disappear.

It's an order!

Do it.

- But there is a witness.

- That's nothing, I'll take care of it.

She sighs.

Mr. Crane!

Does it tempt you?

to pocket 500,000 euros without doing anything?

A phone rings.

She sighs.

A phone rings.

- Yes ?

- I would like to apologize.

For what just happened. Really sorry.

- You're not sorry. You don't know what that means.

- Yes. I...

I should never have behaved like this.

You don't deserve this much contempt.

I was obnoxious.

I blame myself terribly.

- You are disconnected from reality, that's your problem.

You know how to communicate more with the others.

You have nothing to do with it, I'm not judging you. It's a shame,

we could have done something good.

- It's still possible. I will make an effort.

- Too late.

I have a train at dawn. I'm going back to see my mother.

It needed to be done sooner.

You went too far, sorry.

I'm not stupid.

You don't want to answer me, just save your butt.

- No.

She sobs.

No, really. All this made me...

think a lot.

I even have

fired my personal assistant.

It was someone horribly toxic.

It's him...

She pants exaggeratedly.

...who pushed me

to hide the truth.

She sighs. - You're manipulating me, it's pathetic.

She sniffles. - Please, have mercy.

I really need to talk. She sobs.

Forgive me.

We can meet in my chalet.

I'm alone.

- Here then.

It's you who seems want to sleep with me.

- Not at all, I assure you.

It's because here...

we will be calm.

I will say what is on my heart and you will have a great interview.

- Okay, forget it, it doesn't work.

I know you despise me, at the bottom.

I don't want to anymore, you are a horrible person.

You deserve everything that goes happen to you, leave me alone.

Smash - The female dog!

Piano out of tune Exasperated sigh

She breathes.

Uncomfortable laughter

She sighs.

Light hubbub

- We could have a story.

Efforts

- You have a wedding ring, do you take me for an idiot?

- Oh, my wife... Pff!

Forget it, I can't take it anymore. You have no idea.

- You're drunk. Tomorrow you will think differently.

- Oh.

Light laughter

Yeah!

That’s beautiful! It's for you.

- You make me feel sorry.

But come on, come on.

She sighs.

Tire squeal

She gasps.

She sighs.

gong

- Good evening.

- Good evening. Embarrassed laughter

Uh, I'm coming to put this back to a journalist friend,

who sleeps here. - The very friendly journalist?

- Yes.

“Very friendly”, yes.

- We drop him off

in his room? - Oh, well,

she's a close friend. I would like to give it to him myself.

The room number?

- Um, yes. It's... number 31, on the third floor.

Over there.

- THANKS.

- Good evening.

He mutters.

Rustling

- No mutilation. My body is fine. Uncomfortable laughter

Nature is well made, it repairs itself.

- Answer my question.

- “Answer my question.”

"Answer my question."

We knock.

What do you..."

- Yes?

... no need for money anymore? She turns it off.

Yes?

Yes?

panicked cry - Shh!

Door

So, like that, I'm horrible. Is that what you said?

She stammers. - Huh?

- I'm sorry. - No, you shouldn't. You are right

to think that, it must be said. I'm horrible.

- No... - Oh, yes!

You know what? You are too, I point out to you.

- Okay.

- Hmm?

Yes, you know, it's human nature

which is like that.

We are horrible living shits on this planet.

It's not my fault!

- You are right.

- Yes, it's true, I'm right.

She gasps. She screams.

Say you're horrible.

She gasps.

- I'm horrible.

- Do you honestly think so? - Yes !

- Then say it again. - I'm horrible.

Uncomfortable laughter - Very good.

Now let's play a game, okay? - Mmh.

- It's me, the journalist.

I ask a question and you have to answer it.

Be very careful, because there is a trap.

Are you ready?

- You don't have to threaten me. - It's me who decides!

So, Simone...

Which of us is the most horrible, in your opinion?

- Don't hurt me! She sighs.

- Answer!

- Well...

- “Answer my question.”

“Answer my question.”

Have you seen how painful it is? to be cooked?

- It's painful, yes. - Mmh. Yes.

So answer my question.

Who is the worst between the two of us? according to you?

She sobs.

- I don't know, I... - But answer

to my question.

It's your last ten seconds of existence.

She laughs.

Try to shine a little.

And tell me, who is it, the most horrible between the two of us?

She sobs. - Me.

She sighs.

- No.

She moaned.

Wrong answer, Simone. She laughs.

- But yes.

I was blackmailed, I took advantage of a situation.

- Shut up. She sighs.

Listen to what I'm going to tell you.

It's me, the worst among us.

From very, very far away.

Mmh, I can assure you, You don't even come close to my ankle.

I'm a shitty human competition.

She sniffles. But at least I'm honest.

I'm not pretending to be a good person.

I embrace all the horror within me.

I roll around in it all day like a sow and I delight in it.

See?

- Yes, but you should have answered exactly that, just now.

This is a great answer to my question.

Because you continue to make your videos

because you decided to accept all the horror

who is in you. It's very consistent.

A nice answer. - I don't understand anything. I don't care.

- We can even resume the interview

at this location. That would be great.

- Oh but yes.

- Well yes.

- That would be great.

Good idea. Nervous laughter

But you had to think about it first.

Eh ? Before you die!

Rattle

Short breath

Oppressive music

- Hey, wait!

Pardon.

But...

I...

Excuse me.

I...

I never do that, normally. I know it's heavy and all, but...

I love your madness.

I have followed you for a long time, I'm a big, big fan.

Do you mind taking a photo?

- But... how do you know that it's me?

- Well, I recognized your magnificent eyes, anyway, and your voice.

Amazing to see you. I can't believe it.

So, can I?

Short breath

- Okay.

- Oh, great! Thank you, so nice!

I'm hurrying. Uh...

Remove the hood. Let us see your braces.

My friends will never believe me otherwise. Pardon.

It's...

Oh, great! Perfect.

Oh ! She breathes.

You are so beautiful, I am hallucinating.

Thanks, eh, that’s great.

Gorgeous.

So, be careful.

A...

two... Rattle

She breathes.

Smash

She gasps.

Really sorry.

Sorry.

Rattle

She moaned.

But the stupid, the stupid,

stupid, stupid, stupid!

Nervous laughter

He sniffs. A phone rings.

Efforts

He sighs. A phone rings.

- What ?

- I completely screwed up, Patrick.

I screwed up, but, sick!

I wanted to repair the situation.

Uncomfortable laughter I created a situation a thousand times worse.

You have to help me. So, you're going to go right away, you dirty larva,

at the hotel where Simone is staying, watch if there are cameras, okay?

This is very important.

- No, but in fact, I'm not going to do anything.

I don't get into your schemes anymore.

So, yeah, I buried Wendy, yeah.

That's true, I did it.

But it was your idea, you know?

I won't go to jail for less time than you. And I don't care.

Anyway,

I'm ready, I'm not afraid anymore, I've covered you enough.

Stop pissing me off and leave me alone!

- No, I won't leave you alone.

Piano out of tune

- Who is Wendy?

- Eh ?

- Who is Wendy?

- A hairdresser.

- Did you bury a hairdresser?

- But it wasn't my idea.

Police sirens

- You forgot your boots. Should I take them down?

- Ah, the idiot.

I don't mind. - Don't move, I'm coming.

Sizzle

Embarrassed laughter

Door

Here. - Thank you, I...

I'm sorry.

Sizzle He groaned.

Tone

She sniffles. - Hello?

- Yes, good evening.

I just neutralized a bald man 40-year-old who buried a hairdresser.

- Is it good there?

- Wait. Go ahead, it's okay. - Am I in there?

- Yes, go ahead!

He groaned. He laughs.

- You'll see, we'll get along well. You will love me!

He laughs.

- Hey, it's crazy, the place is amazing!

Wait...

Where are we now?

Where are we? Look at this rich man's chalet.

They laugh stupidly.

Hey, it rocks!

It's crazy!

- She's so good!

Oh ! It burns my eyes, just looking at her.

He laughs.

Have you seen the size of the peaches? Look at !

Look at !

Ugh! Without kidding, the cow, did you see?

It’s fucking colossal! He laughs.

- The photo is big.

- But I don't know. But no !

He sighs. I'm almost in love.

Let go.

Oh, look.

Even the braces on my teeth, I love them.

He laughs. - Oh, no.

That's disgusting, though.

All the food goes in there, disgusting.

- What do you know? - Well, it's known.

- We don't give a damn. There's no food there!

- If you kiss a girl with the taste of metal, disgusting!

- Come on, come on, come on!

Effort Thank you.

He groaned. The youngest laughs.

They laugh.

A car is approaching.

Damn...

Damn...

- What is that?

Intriguing music She moaned.

- Damn!

Shit !

She sighs. Shit !

Rough breathing

Shit ! She sobs.

Shit.

Shit.

Shit.

Shit.

- Damn, she looks panicked.

- Oh yeah?

- Yeah.

- Shit.

- She's whining.

- Poor thing.

What do we do?

- Shall we console her? You're stupid! We wait.

- You really look like dad, in the dark.

- Eh ?

- I never noticed. Phew!

- What are you talking to me about?

- You just look like him, that's all.

- I don't want to look like to this crevice!

- Well, you can't help it.

- Stop looking at me, then!

- What is she doing there?

Smash

Do you see her?

What is she doing? - Stop the questions.

Do you want me to bang you, like daddy? Shut your mouth !

Slams

Deep sigh

She sighs then sniffles.

Beep

She moaned.

- Hi. She gasps.

I am Magalie Moreau. She sobs.

- I don't believe it, She's making a video here.

- What ?

- I swear.

A video, live in front of us.

She sighs. - Hi.

I am Magalie Moreau.

And today...

- Are you sure of yourself?

- She's filming herself, I tell you. Tema!

But it’s wow! - You're stupid!

Rustling noises

- Hey! I saw your gypsy scooter

parked down there! Do you think I'm stupid?

You have ten seconds to get the hell out

or I gouge out your eyes and you make them eat. I'm not kidding!

He sniffs.

- Sorry. The door was open.

We didn't think about it.

- We didn't steal anything, eh.

We wanted to watch.

- Yeah.

- We're sorry.

Pardon.

He blows.

- Uh...

You still don't want take a photo?

How are you ? You don't look good.

- Come on, we don't care, we'll take the photo. - Yeah.

He laughs.

He takes several photos.

They laugh.

- Great, thank you!

- Thanks, eh. Bye.

- Hey, hello!

They walk away laughing.

She breathes.

She sniffles.

She sighs.

They laugh.

The scooter moves away. Beep

- Hello. I am Magalie Moreau.

I'm testing for you today, the hangman's rope.

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Because that's all that matters, finally, on this planet.

Money. She breathes.

Hi.

She falls.

Melancholic music

Subtitles: Sandrine Niggeler

Subtitling: TransPerfect Media France