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I found this diary
in two notebooks

that were in some cupboards
blue of Neauphle-le-Château.

I do not remember writing it.

I know I did it.

That it was I who wrote it.

I recognize my handwriting
and the details of what I explain.

I remember the place.

The Orsay station.

The journeys.

But I do not see myself writing the diary.

I found some pages
you fill in regularly.

with an extraordinary letter
regular and calm.

I found myself
with a phenomenal disorder,

so much of the thought
as of the feelings,

that I have not dared to touch ...

and about which I feel ashamed
of its literary quality.

What is certain ...

obvious ...

is that I can not conceive of writing
that text while I was waiting for Robert.

APRIL 1945

Would not it be extraordinary?
to come back?

I could go back directly,

simply,

against all expectation.

Regardless of expectations.

Anyway, he would come back.

There would be no prior notice.

I would ring the bell.

"Who is it?" "It's me."

There are many other things
that happen like this.

Oh, Robert!

I knew it!

I knew you would come back.

You're handsome.

Do you want to eat ... or drink something?

A glass of water.

I have coffee. Of the truth.

You want?

Come on. Make an effort

It's terrible, I know.

But he can not surrender.

I do not give up

I do not give up

It's something else.

Another thing ... Okay.

I prefer to be alone tonight.

-I will manage.
-However you want.

Well, do not forget I'm
for what you want.

For a long time ...
I've tried it for a long time.

The world was at war.

I still thought I was running towards you,
I followed your trail.

JUNE 1944

And maybe I would meet you.

I used to think it would be possible.

Your card, please.

Mrs. Suzanne Bulatzs.

Jeanne Bellay.

Mrs. Jeanne Mathussier.

Follow me, please.

Come, please.

Are you still waiting?

Yes, my permission has expired.
I do not know what to do.

I have to see a certain Herman ...
for the package.

They arrested my husband on Tuesday.

I was not wearing anything,
It does not have to be put on.

Ah, it's the Dupin case!

I've taken care of myself.

-You are Antelme's wife.
-Yes, it's me.

I'm nervous about ... You know what's
What to do with the packages?

-I do not know...
- Are you the writer?

How do you know?

His book was on the table,
next to the plane.

The famous plan of the facilities
of German fuel.

Wait here, now I come.

Madame Antelme!

Mrs. Antelme.

I had asked him to wait for me.

I'll see what I can do
with your package.

Thank you.

Good morning, Marguerite. How are you?

-Hello, Suzanne.
-Marguerite ...

- Do you have news of Robert?
-No not yet. I hope to have them today.

Bye.

How are you?

He has not slept in his house.

Those three manuscripts
They are for you.

Yes?

-You have a call.
-From who?

I do not know ... A man.

-I'm passing it to you?
-Yes, pass it to me there.

Yes? Say?

Yes, it's me.

And how do you know that I ...?

How have they moved it?

Where have you been transferred?

And who is the inspector
of the interrogations?

And how do you know that?

Very good, yes. Where?

Well, then ... now?

Hi.

Please sit down.

-Waiter.
-Tell me.

-A bottle of Côtes.
-Immediately Mr.

She is pale.
Are you eating, at least?

Waiter, put the lady
a plate of sausages.

Yeah right.

I brought him something. Take.

Thank you.

I am very honored to be sitting
at the same table as a writer.

Even if it's a woman.
With an intellectual!

I must confess one thing.

A secret that none of my
colleagues know, not even my wife.

My passion, which I hope to develop
When Germany wins, it's the books.

The beautiful books.
A bookstore of art books.

That is what I intend to do.

I already have the place.

-We have butter, in case you're interested.
-Yes very good.

And my husband?

Oh, sorry, yes, of course.
I have good news.

It's in Fresnes. They have interrogated him,
but they have not tortured him, I assure you.

And do you know how it is?

Well I do not know,
I guess it will be fine.

-What makes you suppose it?
-I have made sure that it is so.

What has done what?

I have done ... I ...
I had to do...

Let's see, it's like pool.
To several bands.

Luckily, I have friends
who appreciate me

The others fear me,
so that allows me to maneuver ...

I've made Robert not put it
to do forced labor.

That way you will have a more favorable treatment.

Wow, is that your reaction?

I thought you would like the news.

I thought you would tell me that they had
shot because there are many prisoners.

Thank you.

Do not want to eat?
Come, eat a little.

Coma! I beg you...

I do not like to see her like that.

Although the truth is that the sadness
It feels good

I have to go.

Already? If not even
has touched the plate!

Tomorrow I will know more.

-I do not know how to thank him.
-No, calm.

See you tomorrow, okay?

Do not worry, everything will be fine.

Hi, Thérèse.

-Hello, Marguerite.
-Buchauchamp ...

- Do you have news of Robert?
-No not yet.

- Jean has come.
-Hi Jean.

-How are you?
-And you?

Are you pulling? You have to do it, right?

Robert is strong. It will resist.

Should I remind you
that is not anybody?

If at least we knew what they plan
do with the prisoners ...

With the advances of the Allies,
What are you going to do?

Do not you think they'll be shot?
It seems the most logical to me, right?

According to our information,
that does not fit into his plans.

An execution of that type
do not improvise like that.

A minimum is required
of preparation.

I would have found out necessarily.

-Marguerite, how are you?
-Hello.

-It has news?
-Not right now.

Since Robert's arrest,
the network is more fragile,

so they will try to infiltrate.

This is the last time
that we will meet here.

Apparently, in Tulle there has been
a true massacre.

- In Tulle?
-Yes. They shoot without distinction ...

-A women, children and the elderly ...
-Masser falls short.

In the Creuse it has been the same, and in Argenton
They took the whole town hostage.

Since the landing,
They already attack everywhere.

An evacuation is planned ...

I heard that in Chateauroux
They crossed the center of the town

shooting at pedestrians.

I've talked to the police
that stopped Robert.

-Of what?
-Sorry?

How?

-I spoke with the one who stopped Robert.
"The bastard of the Gestapo?

-I've talked to him.
-Why did you do it?

He told me that he could
give me news of Robert.

- Why did you talk to him?
-It has an office on Saussaies Street.

-I think it's important.
-No, it's a trap.

-It is dangerous.
-You should not contact him anymore.

Why had not he told me anything?
Is incredible...

So they could watch the floor
and appear at any time.

-Do you believe?
-It was stupid.

That could bring us
many problems.

-Why did you do it?
-It's crazy.

Think I do not know anything.
He takes me for a writer.

I think like Dionys,
It is too dangerous.

In most networks that run out
to reconstitute they are infiltrating.

Is right!

-We will see each other again today.
- Do you go again for what?

I think he likes me.

You are looking for information
He is using it.

He can not get Robert to speak
and he uses you.

-It's putting us in danger.
- Stop contacting him completely.

It must go more unnoticed.

I think it's about
of an excellent opportunity.

We must use that policeman.

He is the only person who connects us
with our comrades arrested.

It is clear that it has a lot of power.

It is the best news
we have in three months.

I'm scared for you, do you understand?

-You do not think I can do anything.
-Do not say foolishness.

Promise me you're going to be careful.

-How are you?
-Very good.

Keep your eyes open.
Make sure they do not follow you.

Notify the concierge when you leave

and tell him the address
from the place you go to.

Do not say anything else.
No name or address.

Do not invent anything.

Try to lie as little as possible.

Do not let your guard down.
Even when I talk to you about Robert.

Terrorist!

Sold!

Now you will not be so proud
to have betrayed your country!

Let's see if you sink into misery!

You will not be so proud!

This seems incredible to me.

We'll see how you behave
on the scaffold!

Another one they have denounced.

Come with me,
I want to teach you one thing.

-Dumbass!
-Come on.

You will see what awaits you!

You can not imagine the amount of traitors
that generates a movement of resistance.

I already knew it, right?

I dont know. I guess yes.

Her husband did not fall by himself,
I will assume it.

One member sold it
of your own network.

He spoke under threat
of deportation, it was easy.

Do you want to know his name maybe?

In the background it matters little.

Do not want to know the identity
who sold her husband?

What would that change?

I must pay attention.

Ah, look, there's Dupin Street.

I see what you're trying to do.

Do you know Dupin Street?

In what number did you stop it?

Oh, no, seriously, I never ...
have you come here?

Do not you know this building?

- Do not you know?
-What do you expect me to tell you?

I already told you that I did not know anything.

It all started there.
Your book on the table,

understand that ...
everything quickly fit.

So...

You want me to say?

Do not you get used to the idea?

Are you trying to scare me?
He has achieved it.

It is the theater that must
do with women.

Once done, you owe your life.
Something typical of Saussaies street.

Let's see, my dear Marguerite.

You do not have to give them either
Smarty, huh?

Come, see you tomorrow.

Agree? We still have many
things that you and I share.

With fear, blood
it does not reach the head.

I no longer hear clearly.

Deafness is relative.

The noise of the street is distorted.

It looks like the uniform rumor of the sea.

Path on the road,
There are no cars.

The mechanism of sight is altered.

I can not see anything anymore ...

but I'm still walking.

Step from the road to the sidewalk.

And then I go back to the road.

Camino. My feet walk.

I see the big buildings of the crossing
of Sèvres staggering in the sky.

And the sidewalks sink.
They get dark.

I can not tell anything,
but I'm still walking.

Camino. My feet walk.

Step from the road to the sidewalk.

And then I go back to the road.

I seem to feel a certain remorse
for not having managed to die while alive.

I do not know what to do with freedom.

I'm afraid they'll kill me.

I'm ashamed to live.

And I tell myself that if I do not die,
I'll see you again.

That I have to be alive
to see you again.

I do not know if I'll get you
get these words.

And yet, we are very close.

You are there, behind those walls.

It would only take one hour
to be with you.

From now on, I'll write it all down.

You'll know everything when you come back.

Yes?

Yes, I have arrived safely home.

Very good, tomorrow.

At ten past ten.

Where?

Very good.

See you tomorrow.

Rabier calls me every day.

He always offers me appointments
at the last moment,

always at unexpected times.

For example, at six to twenty,
at four and ten ...

Appointments are always
in open places.

In places with several exits.

In corner cafes,
in street crossings ...

GERMANY COMES IN ALL FRONTS

Preferred neighborhoods
they are the sixth district, the Assembly,

Republic, Duroc, the Royal Palace ...

Rabier always arrives well before
of the agreed time

and wait far away from the appointment.

When he is on the street, he finds himself
even further from the indicated place.

When it's in a cafeteria,
He is on the other sidewalk,

but not in front of the cafeteria,

but always from where you see better
who is waiting.

Often, when I arrive, I do not see it.

Appears behind me.

Restaurant: the door closed.

Friends knock on the door,
the butter on the tables,

the fresh cream overflows
of all the dishes,

the dripping meats, the wine ...

-I am not hungry.
-It's there.

I'm not hungry.
He is desperate.

Every time I go to see Rabier,

I pretend to kill myself.

I pretend he knows everything
about my activities.

Every time the same, every day.

My comrades may be right.

This collaborator may try
infiltrate the network through me.

He is using me. Just like I think
that I'm using him.

He gives me regular tests,
guarantees.

Allow me to send some letters,

informs me of some decisions
German in terms of the prisoners,

of the conditions of his arrest.

And what does he say about Robert?

He told me he is not sick.
That they have not tortured him.

I'm sure he's telling the truth.

You need that truth
to have me in their hands.

I dont know...

I want to believe it.

I'm at his mercy
and every day I run towards him.

Because every day I get close to Robert.

Our forces are going to perform
all kinds of missions

to favor the advance
of the Allies,

what it means for us
a joy.

That you, compatriots
and distant friends,

can you imagine seeing
a part of liberated France

with the active participation of
forces organized clandestinely

about our territory.

At the exact time that I speak to you,
my region is no longer the only one fighting

and receive the congratulations
of the Allied command.

In the south, tens of thousands of soldiers
of the French interior forces,

with the support of the population,
they fight against the Germans,

and they, too,
like our comrades,

have received the congratulations
of the Allied command.

In the center of France,

the cities are liberated
by our own strength.

In the south of Paris, thousands of patriots
They attack the enemy head on.

In the east, in the southwest,

there have been combats
against the enemy.

I just knew a moment ago
that the forces of my region, Aisne,

have overflowed the limits
of your sector,

and that about ten thousand of our
men fight south of the Loire.

These are, dear friends,

the good news we give you
arrive from the homeland.

France rises.

Marguerite, sit down, please.

Does not it bother you to see us here together?
Among yours?

I have finished your book.
It's extraordinary.

For real.

You know I have not come
to talk about literature.

I have come to talk about my husband.

Do you know this man?

This ... This one here.

-No, I do not know who it is.
-Keep a little.

-Who?
-Morland. Does not it sound?

No, I've never seen him.

I can not help you, I do not know him.

I already told you that I did not take care of
of my husband's things.

If you help me find it,
I will not deport Robert.

How to deport him?

How, where?

Why do not you tell me anything?

Look at the photos, you know this
man, you've seen it for sure, look.

Look at them, please.

If you help me, I assure you that Robert
will stay in Fresnes.

I promise you.

Does not it sound?

Even if I knew him,
I would not tell you anything.

It would be unacceptable on my part
give him that information.

François Morland is the head of the network
to which her husband belonged.

He is a man who is worth
250,000 francs.

Well, that's not very important.
Money does not interest me.

If you think you could report it,
What kind of woman do you think I am?

Oh, how important is it?
What do I think of you?

But even if I knew it,
I would not tell you.

- Do not you know?
-Do not.

The fact is that I do not know him.

I've never seen it and never
He has gone to my house.

Listen, I beg of you.

I beg of you, if you can
do something, do it.

I beg you.
Do you like me to beg you?

I know an officer.
Work in Fresnes.

It is who is responsible for transport.

-He will tell you the convoy.
-A convoy to where?

This is all bluffing.

I know you can not do anything
and it's all a bluff.

I'm going to give you a permit.

With this you can pass.

Have, take it.
It's all I can do.

I must see Mr. Weber,
I have a recommendation.

Can I see the bag, please?

-Pass.
-Thank you.

- There goes someone!
- It's a lady!

Madam, please.

-Why can not we pass?
-Where are you taking them?

-We do not know anything!
-We have the right to know what happens.

- There have been executions?
-There have not been executions.

They have not told us anything.

And what are they doing
with the political prisoners?

Where are they taken?

I do not know, they will be transported
as of tonight.

Are they taken to Germany? Tell me.

Are they taken to Germany?

Be patient, they will tell you.
Ask them.

Marguerite! Marguerite!

-Robert!
- To Compiègne!

A Compiègne!

They have taken it by truck.

A Compiègne.

They are going to deport you.

You do not have to do it.

I do not need it anymore.

Are you sure?

Yes, it's me.

I would like to see him.

Tomorrow I am doing well.
Yes, I'm doing very well.

Yes I know where it is.

Very good. It is understood.

I will be there.

The Saint-Georges.

Tomorrow at noon.

It's next to the street
Caulaincourt.

We will be very fair
To organize.

At noon, it is feasible.

We must hurry. Before
That bastard leaves Paris.

I want him to talk.
I want to know who sold Robert.

I want him to pay.

-Good morning, Mr. Rabier.
-Hello.

- Sit down
-Thank you.

- Mr. Rabier!
-To your health, Mr. Rabier.

Thank you very much. Enjoy them.

Thank you. Friend!

- Mr. Rabier.
-All good?

-Good morning sir.
-Good Morning.

It's different from Flore, huh?

Apparently, he does not want
talk about literature

Oh, yes, yes, on the contrary.

My bookstore starts to take shape.

Do not you read the newspaper?
Do not you see that everything is about to change?

Everyone knows that Montgomery
He will arrive in Paris in a few weeks.

But Germany has not said yet
the last word.

Excuse me, but ... tonight ...
They have paid us a visit.

They have knocked and knocked on the door ...

Anyway, the ruckus woke up
to the whole building.

We did not respond
We did not even ask who it was.

They will have denounced the forces
French interiors, surely.

Luckily, our door
It is shielded.

We let them do that and ...
And you do not do anything?

We'll take care of it, ma'am.
That will be fixed quickly, I assure you.

We will reach the end.

She is scared.

And it is logical that you have it.

How about we ask for wine?

Yes, why not?

-Waiter!
-Yes?

A bottle of Pouilly. Thank you.

- And his door?
-My door?

Is it armored?

-I'm not scared.
-Here you have, Lady.

I have nothing to reproach myself for.
I made a choice and I assume it.

Mrs...

-Mr.
-Thank you.

I'm going to tell you a story.

One day I had to stop
to some Jews.

We arrived at the apartment
and there was no one.

In the dining room, on the table,
there was a drawing made by a child.

I left without waiting for the people.

I forgave that family.

And it has not been the only one.

What I want to say is...

I would have warned her ...

if...
Let us stop you.

The Jewish boy and me
we owe him life.

Are you preparing your defense?

-The wine changes everything.
-I'm judging me.

-I'm now his policeman.
-You do not know anything about me.

Your book…

-Permit me ...
-It's less important,

is no longer anyone.

It's just an agent
of the German police.

"The day seemed to be falling on her
like the sea over some ruins ... "

Now I'm your policeman.

I look at your new shirt,
your tie,

matching his brown suit,
with a somewhat golden beige tone.

What a pity that a new shirt
like that, a condemned to death carries it.

It is magnificent. It has captivated me.

It seems that it has been
written for me

Fear has abandoned me.

Excuse me, did he say anything?
-I look at me.

It makes me drink.

My destiny has always been
in your hands.

What if I was the one who had
the fate in your hands?

Fear has abandoned me.
Now it is they who are afraid.

Do you want to go dancing maybe? Do not?

All these people.

All of them will be threatened
of death the next few days,

the next weeks.

You already know.

It can not be otherwise.

Soon all will sink.

I am from a country different from yours.
I am from France.

Everything will be easier.

Everything is simple.

-I'm in another place.
-Welcome, gentleman.

Good morning, lady.

-Can we take this table?
-Yeah right.

He came. Fear.

Dionys, right next to me.

Robert, if you saw this, you'd laugh.

I hear your laughter.

I can hear her.

Finally it's over.

Finally it's over.

Germany has lost.

Germany has lost,
everybody know this.

It's terrible what it says,
but it does not matter.

Seeing her happy makes me happy.

Excuse me, but what is
saying that lady?

We stopped her husband.

-Ah ... It's that.
-Is that.

Once they told me
One thing about fear.

Under the bursts of machine gun,
the skin notices its existence in its body.

A sixth sense that materializes.

Are you talking about me when you say that?
Or are you thinking about your husband?

No, now I was not thinking about him.

Sorry.

I do not feel anything anymore.

My skin ... My body ...

Fear has abandoned me.

Bring me out to dance

Please, ladies and gentlemen,
Do not be afraid.

Move away from the windows,
please, and evacuate the room.

They will find a refuge
fifty meters to the right,

and for those who want it,
we also have the cellar.

There will be music and champagne.
The evening continues, gentlemen.

Everything is going well, ladies and gentlemen,
do not worry.

Goodbye, sir, good morning.

Goodbye, ma'am, sir.

The refuge is in the background
fifty meters away

Marguerite, stay with me.

But that it does?

I'm not scared.
The Empire will not fall.

With me you do not risk anything.

Stay.

I want to know why he called me.

-To see him.
-For what?

-To talk about Robert again.
- You know it's not true.

Have a little courage
and tell me the truth.

I want to know it.

Why?

Sees it?

It seems that already arrives.

The world will finally be free.

A friend of mine has a study
very near here.

Stay with me
a bit more please.

You want to do?
Kill or own me?

You despise me.

People like you
despise people like me.

We do not come from the same world.

If a few years ago we would have
Crusader, he would not have looked at me.

If I could have
save her husband ...

He lied to me.

I know he has never tried
save my husband.

Now I know I've always known.

You have given me the illusion ...
of not being separated from him.

That is what he has given me.

Marguerite, I'm going to lose her.

He knew it was the last time.
I knew it.

He had understood everything
from the beginning.

He did nothing to stop us,
as if it no longer mattered.

I would have liked you to see this.

Something is going to explode, I'll tell you.

How everywhere the world
is released ... I'll tell you.

The turnaround that has given everything.

A few days later,
at eleven o'clock at night,

began the liberation of Paris.

Eight nights and eight whole days.

Also Rabier, while fleeing,
He must have heard the prodigious uproar

of all the bells
of the churches of Paris,

and also should have seen maybe
to the masses of people, outside,

in the buildings and on the streets,
with an ineffable happiness.

Free Paris.

In a world at war
already prepared for oblivion.

The oblivion of everything.

I chose to wait for you ...

in this way.

Until I die.

That matters to me.

If you go to Japan, ma'am,
Also visit Mount Mihara.

But go singing
the lay of the poetess Shiyu.

My little dragonfly fisherman,

you left today, but where?

But in Japan there are also buildings
immense white granite.

There are straight avenues where they pass
crazy taxis at full speed!

There are offices that flood the sun,

where a brain orders
to the ships that sail through the sea ...

The war was not quite over ...

A phone crackles,
a giant clock gives the hours.

We still lacked knowledge
about what had really happened.

It's fast-paced life.

We were in the first era
of humanity.

Virgin. Virginal.

But wait for the night to fall ...

At night, the man of the houses
crystal is made with his kimono.

It covers you from the neck
up to the tip of your feet,

the motley kimono covers
to the Japanese as a plumage.

At the end of winter,
the German defeat was announced.

There were still long months of war,
spread throughout Europe.

For a long time
we had not received news.

Nothing moved.

A blanket of silence
about an occupied France.

Now the news starts
to arrive from everywhere,

they extend their reality of the world.

The new spring arrived
with their dead,

your survivors,

your inconceivable pain reflected
in the German camps.

Orsay. The prisoners
They look stunned.

Arrive direct from Bourget
and from Germany.

Sometimes they respond,

but often they do not understand
very well what is asked of you.

They smile.

They turn to French women,
They are the first to see them.

Many people who do not wait for anyone
he also comes to Orsay station ...

to see the show.

The arrival of prisoners of war,

as well as the way women
they wait for you, and everything else.

To see how it happens.

It is possible that this
never happen again.

You could also be among them.

It would be plausible that you were
on the next train, or the one after.

I'm working poorly.

I add many names,
but yours does not appear.

Every five minutes the desire returns
to finish, to leave the pencil,

not to ask again
if there is news,

to leave the center
for the rest of my life.

She told me: "You can not do that,
you are not from the Ministry,

does not have authorization
to do that. "

They have no way to inform
to their families.

We take care of ourselves.
We publish the list in "The books".

Where do these officials come from?
With his perfect suits ...

after six years in the position.

With his haughty, hurtful tone,
Condescending: "Your papers",

"the table is confiscated",

"your site is at the end of the row,
with families ".

The Gaullists who take their places
are the ones that are going to occupy France.

They are rewriting history.

They are going to poison France
for a long time.

De Gaulle does not expect anything anymore.
Only peace.

Only we were still waiting.
The wait of a lifetime.

The women's
of all time.

Of all the places in the world.

The men's
to return from the war.

At night I go to the newspaper.
I deliver the lists.

Every night I say to Dionys:
"Tomorrow I will not return to Orsay".

All the prisoners of war
They will be back soon.

Until the last.

But you still do not come back.

Take.

Eat something.

Coma.

He can not leave.

Is right.

In the end I will live
until the war ends.

I must be careful.

Would not it be extraordinary
I came back?

Today has a lot
of things to do.

I brought him the coridrano.

After shower, he starts to smell.

Madame Antelme!

You must go see Mrs. Bordes,
Your son has asked again for you.

I do not understand, I already told you.

Your husband is planning to arrive
in 3A next week.

I should go see her, it's not right.

Oh no?

He is here, he does not want to get up.

-Hello.
-Hello.

-What is your name?
-Suzanne.

-Mom?
-Hello, Suzanne.

-Hello.
-Mom?

Mrs. Antelme has come.

Mom?

Mrs. Bordes?

Mrs. Bordes, I'm Marguerite.

I'm going in.

Mrs. Bordes.

Do not let yourself go like that.

Come, it's over.

Everything will be fine,
It's over. Come on.

I already know it. I already know it.

Do not be like that. Hey?
It does not have to

3A has not arrived yet.
They are coming.

He already told me that eight days ago.

I do not invent it. Read the newspaper.

But in the newspaper it is not clear.

You say they still do not come,
but the streets are full.

Is lying to me.

You know they released
3A two days ago.

Listen to me, right now
it is not more reasonable to think

that her husband will not return
that the opposite.

It's a matter of days.

Only a matter of days.

-A matter of hours.
-Yes.

Clear.

Thank you, Mrs. Antelme. Thank you.

I will come back another day.

I should make them stop
the throbbing in the temples.

I fall asleep near him
every night.

In a black pit near him, dead.

Germany is on fire.
He is inside Germany.

If they have not shot him,

is in the fire in Germany.

-And good?
-Nothing.

And you?

Nothing.

How is it?

Oh, well, it's back.
I've seen Sorel in the center.

He says he will come
one in fifty.

They have already released thirty
percent of the fields.

To this day it is not more reasonable to think
that will not come to think otherwise.

Well, look there's a choice!

Among the 2,000 shots of Belsen.

Among the 1,500 bodies found
in a mass grave in Mittel-Glattbach.

On all roads
there are forced marches.

The 20,000 survivors of Buchenwald
against the 150,000 shot dead

the eve of the arrival of the Allies.

That they can not talk anymore

The bodies were still hot.

That massacre could have been avoided.

Send paratroopers between 24 hours

that separated them from the arrival
of the Allies.

Now there will be executions
even in the last field released.

Nothing can be done to prevent it.
Everyone does not care.

And of course, Berlin burns,
Germany is a hotbed,

and here we celebrate
municipal elections.

"De Gaulle and oblivion
of the cries ".

Deportations are denied
and the fields.

Mourning is declared national
for the death of Roosevelt.

But the mourning of the people is not declared.

This is going to end like this.

Surely we will never know anything.

The only thing I know,

the only thing I'm sure of,
It's that he's been hungry.

He has been hungry for months.

And he has not seen a piece again
of bread before dying.

Not even once.

Stop thinking about that.
It's in bad taste.

You see, I'm the most cowardly
of all those who wait.

-Llaman.
-Yes, I've already heard it.

It's Beauchamp.

-Goodnight.
-Goodnight.

Marguerite.

Good evening, Marguerite.

Look what I found.
I have found wine.

I have no idea
how much it can cost.

-And good?
- Why do not you write me?

Let's see, it's the connections.

They can not write anymore.
There is no regular mail in Germany.

I'm going for some drinks.

But we have received news
of those of Buchenwald.

We know that Robert's convoy,
He got there.

-We know that.
-Yes Yes.

We do not have to wait for news.

And how do we know that no
they transferred it?

-If true.
-I do not know. But…

I am convinced.

General de Gaulle
has gone to the Lyon station

to receive the repatriated
of Ravensbrück.

Anyway,
the Soviets are in Berlin,

-and a year ago of that.
-Who'd say. It's amazing, is not it?

Oh, yes, the Soviet convoy.
There is no need to complain.

Have you heard the latest statement from ...?

I would like to go for a
great plain Sola.

The other side is also night.

In the gutter, the shadow wins.

His mouth is
now in the dark.

I lose strength, I know.

Six years of war are over.
I notice that it's coming.

It's the end of the world.

I do not die against anyone.
I have to be careful.

If I die, I will not meet him.
I must not fall.

I will stop waiting for you.
I must stay alive.

To wait for you.
He's been dead for fifteen days.

Fifteen nights.
Fight against this fatigue.

Fifteen days.
This wear.

Abandoned in a ditch.

And about him, the rain and the sun.

The wear and tear of waiting.

The dust of the victorious armies.
I should not get used to it.

His hands are open.

If you knock on the door:
"Who is it?".

"Me, Robert Antelme."

As soon as I arrive, I will die.

It's impossible that it's not like that.

-It's my secret.
-Give me that.

Give it to me?

Give it to me.

Do you hear me? Give it to me.

It's three.

You must get up now.

He has spent the night
deliriously loudly.

I was talking ...

and spoke.

Impossible to understand it.

Breathe

Does not it hurt here?

Well ... The tension is low, huh?

I would say very low.
I should be careful.

He would have to leave the coridrano,
Eat something and ... take aspirin.

That will come in handy. Agree?

See you soon, Marguerite.

Mrs Katz has come,
Dora's mother.

Is here?

He told him he could settle here
until his daughter returned.

Dora? Dora's mother?

Yes, he is here with his suitcases.

I did not want to bother her.

I came at a bad time.
If she is sick ...

Oh, no, no, on the contrary.

I've just ... I've only caught a cold.
Nothing serious.

Dionys will help you install.

I'll just stay
Until my daughter returns.

Clear. I will take care of you.

-Are you in your home.
-Thank you.

Say? Hello, Hélène.

Yes. Yes, he is sleeping.

Buchenwald? Cast?

How comrades? Where?

I hear it badly.

Deported?
Do not have more accurate information?

The Royal hotel.

Thank you, Hélène, we're going right away.

The comrades of Robert
They have returned to Paris.

They saw Robert ten days ago
and he was alive.

It has a high fever.

I think I've heard a lot.

Robert could go back to the Jews.

Why not with the Jews?

Still not talked
of the Jews in Paris.

Not yet discovered
nothing of the Nazi atrocities.

Nothing had been revealed yet
about the human species.

It was a resplendent spring.

Before our eyes,
one afternoon in April.

CHARLIE CHAPLIN, THE DICTATOR

In the sunlight.

Go back! Go back, please!

Come here.

Please, stop by here.

Come on, they are ahead.

All straight to the window.
Walk, walk.

-Know about her, please.
-Thanks thanks.

-Dionys, they're up.
-Where?

They are in the sixth.

Excuse me, sir, have you seen my children?

Nissim, Joseph and Salomon.
12 years, 16 years and 15 years.

Marguerite!

Marguerite!

Are here.

They are the relatives of Robert Antelme.
He remembers? We've spoken before.

This is your friend.

And his wife has also come.
They will ask you some questions.

-Hello.
-I leave you.

Are you Perrotti?
-Yes.

Have you seen Robert?

Yes, we parted
two weeks ago.

And how was it?

Tired.

Hi.

-Can you help me please?
-What does he want?

I'm looking for my family.
Isaac Mardoché Gicranec.

My mother Marie, my little brother
Felix, they took them in 42.

- I have never seen them.
-Thank you.

Please, ma'am.

The small?

And why is not Robert
with you?

We looked for it when the train left,
but ... we did not find it.

And look what we look for.

Yes? And how is it that
they found him?

It was dark.
And, in addition, we were still many ...

Everything comes to light ...

here.

Eight months in Buchenwald
with Robert.

They survived the winter
together in Buchenwald.

The evacuation of the field.

The rows on the roads.

Tens and hundreds
walking and falling.

Robert among them in the row.

And along the gutter,
the corpses.

I, anyway,
I saw it after it escaped.

I'm sure because we had stayed
where we would go from the station.

How did he get away?

Well ... he tried to escape.
But they captured him.

Did they capture him?

And what did they do to him?

Well, they beat him up.

How?

I do not know anything else ...

I saw him standing.

I'm sure of that.

They are not telling the truth.

-Let me.
-We were in the row.

-I'm sure.
-Try to remember it.

When did he escape? The eve?

They do not know.

They do not know if he's still alive,
if he's still walking.

They can not say anything anymore.

The word can not say
what the eyes have seen.

The word is silent.

Excuse me, I've fallen asleep.

And I also feel a lot
this mess.

Excuse me. But I washed
all my daughter's clothes.

It smelled like naphthalene and closed.
They will dry quickly.

I will order everything.
And I'll iron tomorrow.

Ah, if I want, I can iron
also her husband's shirts.

-Goodnight.
-Goodnight.

It's already late, today it's not going
to spend nothing more.

Should sleep. Go to bed,
I'll upload some food.

Did not you hear what the doctor said?

Something does not fit.

There is a vacuum.

I do not get it. I was in the row.

And from there he escaped.

They captured him, they beat him,

but after ... did you see him standing?

He said he saw him standing up.

Then why not
Did they see him at the station?

You know that does not mean anything.

Go to bed.

-You know something? I'm sure he knows something.
-I do not know anything.

It gives you too many laps.
Interpret the signals as you see fit.

It is advancing events.

Is not wrong.

There he is completely wrong.

Because Mrs. Bordes,
Mrs. Katz, I ...

all that we hope ...
We only live in the present.

We have clung to something like God.
We are close to God.

Bye? Of course, he has already said
all the possible nonsense.

Just think about yourself.

You do not care.
He does not care about anything, huh?

Even your best friend
he does not care about anything

Sorry? What did you say?

Now what? Are you going to hit me?

What? Come on, hit me!

Maybe you prefer not to come back!
This is easier!

You are a monster. She's crazy.
Come, look at yourself. Look at yourself

It is not what it was.
What do you want to prove? And whom?

- When you reflect, you will be ashamed.
-I have nothing to hide.

I have nothing to reproach myself for.
Nothing!

The only shame I feel
it's about staying here alive.

Good...

I'm going to my house to sleep
in case someone comes. Rest.

Maybe tomorrow is a great day.

Call me if you know anything.

No no no no no!
I have promised.

Prohibited. It must be reasonable.

Do you know what is said?

That Hitler has fired
in the head.

Apparently he is dead.

Do not you see it?
They say it every week.

I hope to receive news today.

Do not you want to get dressed?

Another picture of Belsen in the newspaper.

A very long ditch in which
the corpses are aligned.

Slim bodies like no
he had never seen before.

A little bean has returned
17 years of Faubourg du Temple.

The elbows have pierced him
the skin of the arms.

No doubt because of his youth
and the fragility of his skin.

She appeared nude, clean,
He is not suffering.

Not because of your joints
nor because of his belly,

from which they extracted, one by one,
at regular intervals,

all your genitals.

It's been six months since the lady
Katz is waiting for his daughter.

To his Jewish daughter, crippled,

with a stiff leg
because of tuberculosis.

I'm going to fold your black coat.

I'll put some pockets.
And I'll stitch your stockings.

I put iron in his shoes.

It's amazing that I wear these shoes.

I think I have not forgotten anything.

In the center we have known
that killed the cripples.

I'm ready, as they say.

As soon as they reached the fields.
Systematically.

Regarding the Jews,
I do not know yet

what happened to the crowd that fled.

It's been six months since Mrs. Katz

awaits the return of his daughter
of the fields,

and the wait is the one
keeps her alive.

It is commented that Hitler
It has shot in the head.

It is seen that he has died.
But it is not safe.

Oh!

I already told him.

It is done...

Already six months ago
that Mrs. Katz challenges God.

I'm going to Carreau du Temple.

There, every night, they give information.

If I came back, we'd go to the sea.

It will be summer, full summer.

That's what you like the most.

It will arrive, it will go to the beach ...

and contemplate the sea.

It will come to me with contemplation ...
to him.

I do not ask for anything.

If I called: "Who is it?"
"Me, Robert Antelme".

Dead.

Dead.

Dead.

Dead on May 3rd.

Robert is dead.

The phrase has become
in a possibility.

It's already full of bugs.
They live in it.

A bullet in the neck.

He died pronouncing my name.

In a single second, it's done.

Dead, dead, dead, dead.

Now.

His hands are open.

Each of your hands
It's more valuable than my life.

I knew them.

Only I knew them that way.

It's the end of the world.

I do not die against anyone.

A foreign land
will emerge from this chaos.

I ... I have no place ...

Nowhere on that earth, here.

I'm with him there,

in that inaccessible area,

impossible to know for others.

Where he burns.

And where we died.

The illuminated city
it is synonymous with death.

It has become the sign
of the future without them.

A land of forgetfulness.

His death is inside me.

How to stop this state?
The heartbeat,

the pulsations in the temples.
His death is inside me.

Marguerite, Marguerite, Marguerite!

Look, this is Mrs. Antelme.
She was the one who gave me the news.

- He came back earlier this week.
-Hello.

I wanted to thank you. Thank you.

Excuse us

What happens?

Show me your eyes.

Look at me

I want to see your eyes.

Get closer.

-Go, tell me.
-What happens?

Tell me the truth.

He knows that Robert has died
and he does not want to tell me.

He is waiting for the moment.
He is waiting for a good time.

Is that?

Are you waiting for the best time?

He is delirious.

Do you know anything else since yesterday?

I know that everyone who is
alive they return. Robert, no.

Tell me the truth.

He has fever. I should not leave.

I just wanted to see
a gesture on his face.

A lie.
A lie about his death.

Why is this done to itself?

I do not do anything to myself.

He has separated from him
every day of your wait,

It has been separated a little more.

That ... That's what he can not stand.

You are a bastard.

I already know it.

Yes?

Yes.

Are you sure?

Yes, it is here.

Oh, very good.

Clear. Sure, until now.

Robert is alive.
It was Morland, it's coming.

-Hello, François.
-Hello.

Where is?

Hi. Listen to me well.

Robert is alive.
It is in Dachau.

- In Dachau?
- Listen to me very well.

Robert is very weak.
To a point that you can not even imagine.

I have to tell you it's a matter of hours,
You can live three days, but no more.

He is in quarantine and will not be let go.
Robert will not stand.

You will have to go look for it.

Both you and Beauchamp must
leave today in the morning to Dachau.

Go to my office,
they wait for you there.

They will have official uniforms
French, passports,

the staff cards,

the bonds for gasoline
and the permits.

Right away. You can only do that.

Through official channels,
it will be too late

-I'll go with you.
-Do not.

Excuse me, but there is no room for you.
Go back to your house.

We will inform you of everything. Hurry up.

Do not lose heart
Three days, maybe four.

Soon everything will be over.

They gassed it.

I did not know that they were being gassed.

Nobody knew.

The same day he arrived.

It's been five months since my
Little Dora ... went to heaven.

And I did not know anything. I'm here.

-Go, sit down.
-No no no.

I'm going to take the train.

I'm going back to Lyon.

You never know.
Maybe all that has to be ...

After all,
They are just rumors.

People tell anything.

If one day he returns,
it will be there where it will go.

It will be there where you will need me.

After all, maybe I have
told anything.

I have to go to the station
to see the train schedules.

I leave my bags here,
he does not care?

I wish you good news
about her husband.

I do not know anymore ...

where is it.

I do not know where I am anymore.

Which place is this?

What is all this history?

What is it about?

There is no more pain.

I no longer exist.

Then, why wait
to Robert Antelme?

Why him more than another?

What do you really expect?

What other wait are you waiting for?

What happens in this apartment?

Who is she?

What is this site?

What is all this history?

Robert Antelme,
Has it ever existed?

Robert is downstairs in the cafeteria.

I had to pause ...
the dysentery.

Now he is lying on a blanket.

I wanted to tell you that ...

which is more horrible
of what we imagined.

It's going to have to be strong.
He will not recognize it.

We need
one hour to recognize it.

I was in the neighborhood with the corpses
and the dying.

We wrapped him in a blanket, we helped him
to stand up, he could not.

But we got to dress him.
We passed the guard post.

The American military
They wore gas masks.

Obviously, we have avoided vaccines,
since that would kill him.

When we were in the car,
It has given him a syncope.

We thought he had arrived
to its end, but no.

Once we get away from the field,
starts to talk.

He told us ... that he thought ...
I would not arrive in Paris alive.

What I thought about you

And he has pronounced his name
many times.

I can not...

I can not...

I can not...

I can not see him!

I do not want to see him!

I have no desire! I can not anymore!

He will have to recover, Marguerite.

I heard. I heard.
Make an effort, think about him.

What do you feel more attached to?
Robert Antelme or his pain?

Make an effort
He is very happy to have returned.

He is looking forward to seeing her, he told me.
And he does not talk much. Does not speak

I'm going down I'm going to look for him

I do not want to see him!

Robert!

Robert!

Robert!

Watch out.

Attention there. We are almost there.

Watch out.

Robert came home
on May 7, 1945.

That figure was not yet dead,
He floated between life and death.

It took time until he came back
totally to life.

Every day, every hour, every minute,

he wins the fight against death.

It was the first summer of peace.

On a beach in Italy.

A day with wind "libeccio",

We left to cool off in the water,
the sun burns.

Robert is lying
under an umbrella.

Still can not hit the sun.

Sometimes it stays during
a long time in silence.

See people and things coming ...

How do you see?

One day I told him we had
to divorce,

that I wanted a son with Dionys.

He asked me if it would be possible
Get back together.

I told him no.

That he had not changed
of opinion in two years.

The heat has become unbearable,

the "libeccio" is no longer blowing.

Or maybe it was a windless day ...

Or maybe it was another year, another summer,

another day without wind.

Breathing in a deep sleep.

Robert got up
and advanced towards the sea.

I went to the shore.

I looked at him.

He saw that I was looking at him.

I blinked my eyes behind my glasses
and he smiled at me.

I knew he knew it.

That every hour of every day
I thought about it.

Robert has not died
in the concentration camp.

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