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It was just a joke, dressing up!

I never joke- I chastise!

Thanks, everyone. Thanks.

Thank you.....life.

What is this crap? Are you completely stupid?

What are you doing lying there? I thought you were an octopus.

Stupid asshole! A guy just beat me up.

Does this happen to you often?

Eh? What are you saying?

Do guys often beat you up? Hit you?

Yes. It happens to me all the time.

It doesn't matter.

Shit! What's wrong with you? You're not well.

- I don't want to see a doctor. - You're going to.

I'm sick of doctors.

Go suck an egg, then!

I'm fed up, with doctors! It always comes to nothing!

They feel you up, then pack you off! They can drop dead!

Do you think you can manage the steps?

Of course I can manage the steps, I wasn't waiting for you to help me climb the steps.

There never seems to be any elevators to take me up.

What's the point of climbing stairs?

To get varicose veins?

They get you home.

Do you have a home?

One I share.

With whom?

My parents.

At least come and clean up. That's a lot of blood.

I don't want to meet your parents.

They're not there. They're far away.

They return in July.

Stay with me.

You're the girl I've been waiting for.

A gift from heaven.

Yes, but...

I am a lost girl.

I won't ask about anything.

Like why the dress? Or why he beat you up?

I won't ask about anything.

I have to study for my baccalaureate. I failed it 3 times.

While I'm working, you can rest.

My name's Camille.

I'm Joëlle.

Do you feel something between us?

They'll love this scene.

What scene?

The two of us out here, on the terrace...

and it getting dark. What do they expect?

Who?

The dirty raincoat brigade.

No one is here, there's not a soul for 10 km

With two girls on a terrace, even ugly ones...

there's always a Peeping Tom.

Here, watch.

Look at those workers.

- Top floor left...

- see the window open?

Yes.

Can you tell there's someone watching? In the window?

I'm not sure.

What do you think they're imagining?

It's exciting.

I'm going to go get something to eat.

No, crap!

Fuck! What the hell is this?

What happened to you?

Did you get shocked?

How did you manage to shock yourself?

Did you put your fingers in the sockets?

He puts his fingers everywhere.

Where have the other guys got to?

What guys?

Have you seen any guys?

There’s always someone here.

Oh, good God!

What's gotten into you? You're crazy!

Listen, girls.

Let me be clear.

I'll spend the night with you, but with a few conditions.

What the hell are we doing in a bed?

Don't you like beds?

Show us that hard thing guys have.

We're virgins, eager to learn.

Listen girls, I don't want any trouble; I'm only working nights here.

- Do you mind shutting up?

Not another sound.

We only want to see your thing.

Remove your hand!

Mind your manners, or I'll hit you again!

The guy who got slapped is stunned.

Listen girls...

A live wire! There! look!

What live wire?

Is it going to explode?

Don't worry about any explosion. Give in to your desire.

Let's not move.

Let's stay entwined with one another.

Listen, girls...

If it was a Saturday night, we'd go to a dance.

But it isn't.

With me, it's always a Saturday night.

I have my hat...

can you hear the accordions?

- Can you afford champagne?

- Look in my pockets and see.

How come you're so nice all of a sudden?

First you kick up a fuss, we can't touch you,

now you're...

as happy as a lark.

What's your game?

Maybe he's in love...

suddenly smitten.

Are you in love, my boy?

That's nice, so are we. We fell for you right away.

Right, Camille?

That we had a crush?

We don't even know your name.

It's Francois.

I've been watching you for weeks, walking around with your seagulls.

Oh?

So?

Guess.

You're devoted to me?

With all of my tears and all of my throbbing heart.

Do with it what you will.

That was crap, that declaration of love.

I don't know that type of guy.

Go dance with my friend. Go!

- I want to dance with you. - I don't want to dance.

I'm feeling sick.

My stomach hurts.

Dance with my friend.

Thanks for the enthusiasm.

Let me get used to the idea.

Adjust yourself. Prepare yourself.

What's the matter? Don't you like her?

It's not that.

Can't you see that she's sad?

Go on, set her heart throbbing, make her turn her head.

That's what she needs.

She's loosening up;

let her feel how much you love her.

Hold her close. Hug her curves.

What is it about brides right now, huh?!

Leave them alone! Leave the bride alone. Forget it, maybe it's all just a ruse.

Go back to your painter.

What do you mean "go back to our painter"?

He's running away.

Go!

We're not going to run. It's bad for the breasts.

Besides, we're not going to run after men at our age.

We're much too young and attractive.

Wait for me, girls! Wait for me!

There you are, my love. Are you of scared me?

- Do you like classical music? - Yes.

I will play it for you. The very best, the most classic.

Men usually hit me too, but I'm sure you'll respond with tenderness.

I feel it.

Do you mind if I watch?

She wants to see how it's done.

I'm very interested in matters of sex.

It's not all it's cracked up to be.

Don't start looking for ways out.

Make an entrance, your audience is waiting.

Comes naturally, doesn't it?

I like guys who work at night.

They're more available than others.

My best ever was unemployed...

I had him to myself all day.

Jim Pascal, was his name...

and...

he was a guitarist.

Watch out, my girl.

Those tears aren't always tears of joy.

Hey, what's happening?

Is he sick?

Let's get out of here!

Maybe he's sick. But look at his glassy eyes.

They're like that after they come.

Do you think I made him come?

Let's go. I've swiped his money.

You piss me off, I liked it with him.

Stay, then. Offer him your youth.

Go and order a pram.

Wait for me, girls!

Wait for me!

What now?

I wanted to say thank you.

Thanks for what?

For love.

Love...

It's us who should thank you.

I'd like to go with you.

Where we're going is too dangerous. We can't bring guys.

But if we ever get out, I promise I'll come back.

I'll give you a child.

It'll have your eyes.

Well, I never did get to have dinner, with all of that.

- Do you have a sense of danger?

- What danger?

- I dunno. the night. - The two of us, defenseless in the dark.

Look...

there's a car outside your place.

What's it got to do with me?

I'm afraid it's for me.

Stay here, I'll go take a look.

Where's your girlfriend?

- I don't have one.

You're all alone?

Yes, I'm all alone.

Would you like to have some fun?

I've got homework to do. I have to study for my baccalaureate.

I got no education...

all I got was trouble.

Right now, for example...

I'm pissing razor blades.

I've got the clap.

Where's your friend?

- What friend?

The short fat one with a mouth like a creamery.

The rest, I won't tell you about.

That's my friend you're talking about,

Yes.

My job's security. All types of surveillance.

I've got a daughter about your age.

Do you know what I do with my daughter?

I take care of her pussy.

Daddy-tongue, she calls me. I pleasure her...

so she leaves the yobs alone.

What does her mother say?

Her mother keeps her mouth shut.

She knows girls are my specialty...

that I pamper them.

That I protect them.

My father doesn't protect me.

He lets me run wild.

When I come back, he has tears in his eyes.

It's a father's lot to weep.

Want a coke?

No. If I drink, I pee,

and when I piss, it's like pissing razor-blades.

Sit on my knee.

Are you going to feel me up?

No, I'm not.

I have no rights over you.

Just tell me where your friend is.

Stealing your car.

What? What do you mean?

She's stealing your car.

- Bitch!

Who was it, the lawyer?

No, the security guard.

Oh, Robert? Did he you give you a message for me?

Take off, quick!

You're in second! You're in second!

- Shut up!

Shake him off!

I can't!

Drive in there, to that crêperie!

Where are going now, like this? Where now!

This is the way, little one! This is the way.

Hey.

Do you hear the synthesizers?

What synthesizers?

You always hear synthesizers on the road.

You dumbass.

And my baccalaureate? How am I going to pass my exams?

Can you hear them now?

Yes.

Are you heading to Clermont?

It's getting cold and we're tired.

Could you give us a lift?

You look nice.

We'd be extra nice in return.

Get off my truck.

What's he on about?

I said get off my truck!

Don't you think we're cute?

Are you getting off or not?

Fucking asshole!

That's the fellowship of the road for you!

Let's see your forearms.

Show him.

Why?

Let him see, just do as he says.

You ought to be a cop.

Sorry, but I've got a wife and kids.

- My feet hurt.

- So do mine.

- Have you ever taken over a town?

- What do you mean?

A town.

Everyone in town sleeping as we arrive.

Get the idea?

As though they were dreaming us.

What are those lights?

Which lights?

Can't you see them shining?

Let's get closer.

You're crazy. What if it's a trap?

I'm drawn by light, dangerous or not.

Are all these lights for us?

For who else?

Look at that!

Just look at that!

Look at that! Look at that!

Do you like it, girls?

Are you shooting a film?

Yeah.

Where is everybody?

They're eating. We start again in 15 minutes.

Do you want something to eat?

You don't want something nice and hot?

A dinner with the team.

Well...

Yes.

That bitch!

In the name of God!

The nerve, coming back.

Who is this asshole? He's strangling her!

It's that slut, Joëlle!

Bitch! Trash! Walking filth!

Look at me you little...

Whore!

Gentlemen! Extras! Gentlemen!

Watch out for the costumes!

Watch out for the costumes!

Are you going to shut up?

What the hell's going on here?

I am the director of this film...

and I might just decide to stop filming and move to another location!

Do you realize what that loss of business would mean for this town?

What idiot brought this girl here?

How was I to know?

What did you do to these goons? Hey? What did you do?

Marc-Antoine started it all. It was him who had the idea.

Who's Marc-Antoine?

Is there a fucker called Marc-Antoine here?

I was a young intern then.

I was desperately looking for some scheme to make some money.

I had seen with many men.

About a terrible new form of the clap.

I was interested.

Who's next?

My cock has been on fire, it hasn't been able to work at all.

- Tell me about this bride. - How did you know I had a bride?

- She wasn't a bride? - Well, yes, but…

- I didn't want that known. - Tell me about her.

What else can I tell you?

Everything! Where does she come from? Where was she going? What's her name? I want to know everything!

She told me she was passing through.

That she traveled a lot. That she didn't like to settle down.

She told me incredible things...

That she wanted to stay with me. That she didn't want to leave me.

A brunette.

With an olive complexion, and beauty spots.

She's the...

kind of girl...

you lose yourself in.

Who tells you...

"Don't go".

"Stay a bit longer".

And then who...

Who clamps her thighs on you.

I need some clue, a detail, to help me find her.

What for?

To cure her!

She can't go running about freely.

I'm the local manager for the bridal shop Pronuptia.

I was in my store, I'd just raised the shutters.

It was 9 a.m. I was just having my first espresso,

when the vagabond

made her appearance.

Describe her.

She came from the direction of Porte de Clermont.

She was shivering. She stopped at my window display.

She came in and asked to try on the white dress.

She liked the neckline.

"May I try it on?"

She looked lost.

Her slip was pathetically shabby.

"Of course! Try whatever you like."

She looked at me, her eyes filled with gratitude.

Will you give me one?

One what?

A dress, you idiot. I dream of having one.

Of course I will.

In return...

I'll give you all the love a woman can give.

She was in my arms.

I'll close the shop, I told her. I'll close the shop.

Close it, and I'll show you my wares.

I have some delights on offer, you'll see

When I opened up again,

she didn't want to go.

"Why not marry me?" she said. "I'm all ready…

but for a priest."

I'll do anything!

Anything you want!

I'll take care...

I'll run the shop,

while you screw around!

I will wait for you patiently.

I'll never complain, I promise you.

I kicked her out.

- With the dress? - With the dress.

Where did she go?

South. She wanted to see the sea.

The doctor flew to his car. Night was falling.

Just around a bend, he came across a bride...

who was thumbing for a ride.

I'm looking for a nice girl to marry,

with no baggage, he told her.

"I'm the girl for you" she told him,

and took her place next to him.

A good match, a good lay, and made to thank him.

Is this what they call a flashback?

I'd call it bliss.

He was Marc-Antoine, a great guy.

Pay attention to the truck!!

You're completely crazy with your bloody spotlights!

I've got this.

- Are you Doctor Worms? - Yes

This way.

Mind your head!

Let go of me!

Leave us alone.

I'm not well, Marco;

I'm sick. I have lots of frightening symptoms.

Haven't we all?

I've been hit a lot.

Guys are trying to strangle me.

I feel like it's going to kill me.

- I told you not to come back.

- Have you lost much weight? - No

- Does this hurt? - No.

- Do you have a cough?

If you want me to Marco.

- Do you have diarrhea?

Do you want me to?

- Just answer me, slut.

- I'm not laughing anymore.

How are things with you?

Is it true that you have kids? Tell me about them.

- Never mind my kids.

Don't go, Marco.

I'm not jealous, just interested.

- Marco!

What does my friend have? Is It serious?

I gave her a tranquilizer, she'll sleep now.

Why did you do that ?

I don't think you're nice. I think you're trash.

So you're the girl who's been causing all this shit?

No, that's my friend.

I've got homework to do. I want to go home!

I'm the producer of this film.

Are you an important producer?

Very.

Don't be stupid. Wait till you're signed with him!

I inspire trust. I couldn't be a producer if people didn't trust me.

Should I take my panties off?

Say that again?

Should I take my panties off?

Yes, once more.

Should I take my panties off?

It's your face I'm interested in.

My face?

He's screwed you already?

We're going to make-up.

What for?

You can read about it in the papers.

No one's interested in my boring face...

or my ass.

Don't you want to know the rest?

No thanks, it's too much for me.

Poor bitch.

Nobody falls ill here, doctor.

They die suddenly, or not at all.

Doctors can't make a living here.

Suppose I import the illness?

Not a bad idea.

Wait here. And get ready.

A little laboratory,

some medical analysis, an epidemic could be very profitable.

One morning, I woke up...

went to go pee. I suddenly felt...

this burning sensation.

Albert, I asked my husband.

What have you been up to when I was in Reims?

When she would leave, you would have a broken heart...

and a mind full of flowers.

I slept with the fathers , with the sons,

I gave myself to the businessman and to the yokel.

I had straw in my hair, thighs tanned by the sun,

my ears always wet from their drooling.

They would visit me at lunchtime.

I would sit them on the love-seat and attend to their needs.

Then, they'd fall asleep,

drooling a bit.

You have to screw everyone.

Young, old, rich, poor, anyone capable of getting it up.

And will you screw me?

When I am rich.

Here

I see!

This strain is nasty.

I don't find it ugly.

Everything is ugly to the ugly.

You get up and look in the mirror:

you're ugly.

Your wife's ugly.

Your apartment's probably ugly, too.

And so...

even on a sunny day, you'll think it's grey.

That's normal. You're old.

You'll be dead soon.

And you. You'll die too.

Why do you say that?

- I love you, Joëlle.

I love you, too, but why are you telling me this?

You must leave town.

Why?

I'll join you afterwards.

After what? What do you mean?

I have prepared your escape.

A car will take you to a friend's clinic in Saint-Raphaél. He'll cure you.

I love your breasts, your stomach, your laughter.

- I will give you everything I have! - Marc-Antoine!

Marc-Antoine is a scoundrel!

He will end up hanging! Your head will be shaved!

You'll be stoned!

Marc-Antoine!

Where are you taking me?

Huh?

Where are you taking me?

Why don't you speak?

I saved your life. I'm taking you home.

I don't have a home.

Then the road's your home! Hitchhike!

You're not leaving me here?

You killed a man, remember?

Do you have some money?

No. I'm a doctor!

What about my share?

What about my share?

Cut!

You think people are stupid? Who'd believe such a story?

I can't help it, if my life is crap.

Some crap smells sweet, some doesn't.

She can take her make-up off.

The producer, what does he think? Did he like me?

Go home. Making movies isn't for you.

Don't you have enough problems already?

Camille.

Camille!

She's taken off, the bitch.

I had a good friend,

and she left.

I had a good friend,

and then...

Camera

- Distress With Tears. Scene 210. Take 1.

- Action!

I had a good friend,

and then she left.

No, I haven't left. Here I am.

Did you think I'd abandon you?

No, but you gave me a scare!

Want to meet a good friend of mine?

- What does he do? - He's a doctor, a terrific guy.

You'll see. He's a great guy.

Marc-Antoine! Wake up!

It's me, Joëlle!

The fucker isn't answering.

You sure this is the right house?

- Isn't this the doctor's house? - I have no idea.

Get out of bed, Marc-Antoine!

It's me! Joëlle!

Your young love.

I'm not at home, I'm at the clinic.

What exactly did he say?

That he wasn't in, that he was at the clinic.

So what do we do ?

We go to the clinic.

You think?

I said I was at the clinic

so come to the clinic!

You do recognize me?

Of course I recognize you.

Marc-Antoine, I want to be close to you,

but there are limits.

Let's get out of here.

It's because of girls like you that these things happen.

What do you mean "girls like us"?

What kind of girls, huh? What kind of girls?

Leave them alone. Can't you see they're upset?

But they're yelling at us. Why are they yelling at us?

Shut up, you've got nothing to do with this!

What are they doing here, then?

I don't know! I don't know, mom!

What are you doing?

I want to know what's going on!

What’s with all the crying!

You really want to know what’s going on?

- No. - I can tell you if you want.

No, really, thanks...

- I had a lover.

A lover as beautiful as life.

Hello, daddy? Come get me. I need help.

I'm stuck in such a complicated mess!

Hello? Daddy? I'm calling for help!

Why doesn't he respond? I'm talking to him and he doesn't respond.

Hand it over. Let me chat him up.

Hello? I'm a friend of Camille's,

Joëlle.

Shit. He hung up.

Asshole! Hello?

Not even a hello.

Sometimes I like talking to fathers... I never had a father!

For Christ's sake Marc-Antoine! Get rid of that floozy!

We demand you come here, Dr. Worms!

I'm sure the bastard's screwing her.

Don't be stupid, Joëlle! Don't be stupid!

I'm not stupid! It's my house!

I have the right to wreck my own house!

We want our share!

Hey kids, what the fuck are they doing?

Hey kids! Hey kids!

Is there some problem?

My friend doesn't feel well. She needs to see the doctor.

He's not here. He's at the clinic.

"He's not here. He's at the clinic."

We know. We just saw him there.

Then why come here?

Desperation.

And to see your pretty face.

It seems you've got kids. Where are the little darlings?

Where are they?

- No! don't touch them! - Just watch us!

They aren't scared, the poor dears are having fun.

See how my fingers stink?

My cunt smells rotten. Does your cunt smell rotten too?

Marc-Antoine!

Marc-Antoine isn't here. He's at the clinic.

You're not pulling a trick on us, eh, Marc-Antoine?

Are you really at the clinic? Or are you hiding in a closet?

Oh, my love...

Joëlle?

Joëlle?

Oh, where's she got to?

Joëlle?

How are you feeling Joëlle?

You know what would be nice?

No. What?

To get a maid. This house is too much for me.

She's talking to Marc-Antoine. She's completely out of it.

I want to go back to university.

Hold on! I'm calling the clinic.

Do you have the number?

Yes! Crap!

Stop fooling around, Joëlle, let's go!

Have I died?

No, you haven't died, you're just tired!

Then why am I so weightless?

Let me go! People are waiting for me!

Madame! Madame!

I've come to get my...

my daughter.

I've come to get my daughter.

My daughter.

I've come...

I've come to get my daughter.

I've come to get my daughter.

You've come to get your daughter?

I've come to get my daughter.

Which daughter? What is her name? We've got plenty of girls.

Camille Pelvoux. I'm sure she's here.

She called for my help.

The scanner won't help.

Just feel the glands and you will know everything you need.

Who is this guy?

I don't know but he keeps following me.

I've come to get my daughter.

Go to reception, then!

What the hell are they doing at the front desk? They let just anyone in.

I've been wandering around for half an hour...

looking for my little girl.

I know she's here.

- What's her name ?

Pelvoux.

Camille. I would like her to come home.

She's only a child, and I'm anxious about her.

Have you admitted her, Camille Pelvoux?

Not one of those new girls, I hope.

- Why?

One of them is positive.

What does "positive" mean?

Something nasty, I'm afraid.

Go! We're in trouble!

What do you mean?

We're in trouble, I tell you!

And go where?

Somewhere nice! Where movies are in color!

Why, are we in black and white?

Obviously!

Camille!

Dad!

You're running away?

Before you have a stroke!

What stroke?

Is someone having a stroke?

Yes, someone is.

- Who? - Some poor devil.

Camille! Camille!

Camille!

I've been so proud of you! Don't waste your life over me!

My mother was very beautiful.

I saw photos of when she was beautiful.

Before I was born.

Before the ravages of motherhood.

- Was your father handsome, too?

- Better than now;

younger, anyway.

It's doubtful whether he is my father.

- I want to touch you. - I'd advise you not to.

She didn't want children?

She couldn't stand male flesh. Its odor.

Just once, please, I want you so much!

You always want me.

- But I never get to fuck you! - Oh!

It's night now,

my parents are asleep.

Move! It’s not going to happen by itself.

Who are you?

No! That's not possible!

How pretty you are.

I'm still in your balls. I'm bored.

But your mother won't let me touch her!

Touch it! Come on!

Here, look. Here's her pussy.

10 cm from your hand! Move your hand!

I can't, she'll punch me in the face!

Your dad's nice.

Sure, he's nice.

His problem is that he is soft.

I want you to be hard. Do you understand? Hard.

I am hard.

Fuck her then!

How?

Doesn't she make you horny?

- Who?

Your wife.

I don't know if she does ...but...in any case...

If you fuck her, I'll be yours.

When?

Some day. You'll see.

I have to be born first, before you can fuck my friend.

I'll show you some hot stuff.

Oh, God! Look my hand!

Yes, we're watching!

- It's moving to my wife's cunt. - Yes! Yes!

768 I'm touching it.

What does it feel like?

It's fresh, like a dew-laden flower.

What's going on in my pussy?

It's my fingers.

You're getting wet, and it suits you.

You're sweating, and you stink.

- I want to fuck you. - Always so vulgar.

I will fuck you like a whore! Until you bite your pillow.

Until you cry, and can't breathe,

and then, when I'm good and ready,

I'll shoot my whole load into you!

She's faking, so you'll feel guilty.

But I love her!

Fuck her. She's waiting for it. Look!

Go on!

She's fainted! We must get a doctor!

Help! Doctor!

- What's with all the fuss? - My wife's in a bad way.

- What did you do? - I just touched her.

- What did you do, beat her up? - No, I caressed her.

- A caress wouldn't kill her. - Don't say that, it was just a caress!

But we need a Doctor!

A coroner, you mean!

Caught red-handed!

- Guilty? Of what? - Of murder!

Did you cum in her?!

There wasn't time.

Shit! Shit!

- Are you family? - Not yet!

You can get up now, Madame.

Thank you, sir.

What a woman

If she were mine...

...I'd be content just to look.

I keep telling him that.

He can look at me all day.

In the bath, on the bed.

Even on the toilet.

Lucky guy!

But what I detest is to be fingered.

I'm the coroner, so...

where is the... body?

I forbid you to touch me.

Sorry, but I must check

for traces of sperm in every orifice

and, if I can't find anything, I have some test tubes,

some good seeds,

that would be excellent proof for a jury.

Do something, officers! Don't let him do this to me!

The police must defer to science, Madame...

...in determining the time of death

and the nature of the sexual assault.

Please assume the pose, Madame.

Like this?

Legs wider apart.

Are you sure this is really necessary?

All this Polaroid shows me is parted thighs.

But this is all too much for me.

I'm very tired, I must lie down for a minute.

It isn't much to ask, huh, is it? Five sodding minutes?

Five?!

I told you she'd give us problems.

She's going to drive us crazy.

Evangeline, darling, you were wonderful. What's with all the fracas?

What's wrong?

- Maurice! - I'm right here, darling.

Stop the bloody rain!

I've had enough of playing these roles, of being nothing but a selfish bitch!

But It's what your fans expect, darling! It's what your fans want!

But I don't care, I've snapped! To hell with my fans!

I'm not spreading my legs!

Do without your bit of porn! You can have your sex scene with the old doctor!

Maybe a baby would calm her down.

In real life, or in the film?

The film, obviously. Because, real life? I don't know what that is.

But where would it come from, the baby?

It wouldn't change very much. She'll still be a pain in the ass, but with a child.

Don't be a coward. I'll even play the role, if you like. I'll play the part for free.

How old are you ?

However old you want, twelve, eighteen.

Pretty, plain, I can do anything.

Please, I can see you're interested.

You are a good director.

Did you see my last film?

Unfortunately, not.

"A piece of shit," the critics said.

Yeah... "a piece of shit."

Mr. and Mrs. Pelvoux.

Will you be doing this alone, or with your wife?

He will be doing it alone.

Here is your container. Take your time.

When you're done, ring the bell.

Life. Scene 135. Take 1.

Oh, what is he doing? Is he going to take all morning?

It will be a beautiful, healthy girl! 4.5 kg

This is my personal life, mind your own business, and stick that thing up my cunt!

You're nothing but an insignificant lab assistant.

Sixteen years later, I turn up. There is no sun.

The street hasn't changed. Narrow as ever.

My friend's with me.

- You're my friend? - Yes, I'm your friend.

- I'll introduce you to my parents. - Oh yeah?

They live here?

They'll be older.

I like old people,

especially alive ones.

Try to look your best for my father.

Here. Like that.

Do you hear the synthesizers?

Yes, I hear them.

It's lovely, all the clocks

Don't worry about the clocks. Concentrate on being sweet.

But I am sweet.

Daddy?

Yes?

I've got a present for you.

Is it something to eat?

No, it's something to touch.

Hello, sir.

She's my best friend.

Hello miss. You're very beautiful.

Who are you talking to, Raymond?

It's your chance to start a new life, Papa.

Raymond? What are you up to?

Go fuck yourself, you old hag!

Did he say "old hag"?

Old hag! You heard me!

You stinking old cow!

We're near the cash register... bonding.

Who is this slut?

It's my secret love.

We're going to beat it, with your money!

Don't touch my cash!

Careful, mama, it's loaded.

You'd shoot your own mother?

Girls kill their mothers every day.

Would you rather be smashed in the head?

Why not do both?

Hurry up! Come on! I'm going!

- Go! I'll cover you! - Yes!

Wait for me!

Wait for me!

Raymond!

Oh, no, shit, I'm so bloody stupid-

Camille!

Oh!

Daddy!

No! No!

I was like that when I was young! Handsome! Alive! Alert!

Oh my dear, is anything broken?

But you, how are you? You look pale and weary.

Because I was running.

Well, there's no need for me to butt in.

Perhaps I should just...

Starting a new life is fine, if you can choose what decade!

Who are these clowns?

Germans.

The ones who killed the Jews?

I won't live in this time period!

Cut!

Are you trying to ruin my first film?

Are you asking for a beating?

I know it's a piece of shit. I can make masterpieces later,

but you won't be in them!

Look at him!

No wonder we lost the war.

When I look at you, I am ashamed to be French.

Ashamed!

Don't... my daughter's watching.

Sorry, but reaming people out is company policy.

What's his name?

Pelvoux.

Raymond Pelvoux.

Roll the camera. Quickly! Quickly!

Camera!

The Critical Moment. Take 1.

Action!

Patrol forward!

March!

Halt!

Papers, please.

I'm just a watchmaker

with no interest in anything else, especially politics.

Why are you outside, watchmaker?

- I'm meeting someone.

Meeting someone? Who?

Me.

- So! A dirty French pig, eh?

Yes, very dirty.

- That's why you lost the war.

- Yep that's right...

but one day we'll win.

Just look at the slut...

ready for anything.

Madame,

I have a confession to make.

I'm extremely nervous.

I'm nervous, too.

Especially about the terribly intimate scenes

that we have to play.

Wait. I...

I haven't really thought about it.

I think of nothing else.

The scene with the compress?

The scene with the compress.

The scene with the compress, as you ask...

...and I knew you would ask...

...is a scene that... how shall I put it?

... just came to me.

I didn't understand it,

but the images haunted me.

I knew they were difficult. But they were haunting me.

At night, as others slept,

I wandered the hotel corridors, gnawed by doubt.

The compress scene.

Will the public understand?

In there sleeps an actress...

Not with me, but she couldn't care less.

Probably screwing one of the crew,

While I, the director, never get any.

Daddy?

I'm here! I'm here!

Why am I chained up?

I don't know! I didn't ask for handcuffs.

Where are the keys?

Daddy! Daddy!

Wait, don't move, I'll get help.

Do I put the blood on the compress now?

Won't it coagulate?

No, it's the blood of a hemophiliac.

HEIL HITLER!

HEIL HITLER!

When I read the script, this scene wasn't in it!

It was springtime in Normandy when I wrote it. There were flowers in the trees,

and the birds were singing.

In those days, we Germans practiced torture.

Refined torture.

And experiments... scientific experiments.

Do you prefer one eye

over the other, Mr. Watchmaker?

Don't worry, daddy, it's only a film.

Someone has shat himself here. I recognize the smell.

The scene with the compress!

Wait! My husband's being tortured!

I want to go home to my clocks, please!

Have pity on me.

You don't want to lose your eye?

No, this era is too dangerous. I prefer my rheumatism.

And your little refusing friend?

I'm not refusing! I've never said no in my life.

Isn't she lovely?

Sorry, Mademoiselle,

I'm no hero.

We were the heroes.

We invaded everything.

Nothing resisted us. No town, no woman.

Is this your wife?

I can't see clearly.

Is that better?

Now I can see.

- Is this your wife?

Yes, she's my wife.

- Now watch this!

Now she's mine, any time!

Silence! Ready With the compress?

Ready with the compress!

Doctor, are you ready?

- You'll leave my kids alone? - We'll leave them for later.

Camera!

"Scene with the Compress". Take 1.

When I was little, I had a nightmare...

always the same nightmare...

a man with a dressing over his eye...

always the same man.

He took off the dressing, and the eye came with it.

That's why I'd cry,

and you'd come to comfort me.

I don't want my little girl to cry.

Shut up!

No more wars, ever!

They said shut up!

I'm touching your wife so intimately!

Remove the compress!

Cut! Everyone out! We'll do another take.

I never really realized how sweet you are.

- How was it? - Splendid. We'll do it again.

The other eye this time!

Why not take my balls too?!

You must look after yourself, darling.

You're very ill.

What's wrong with me?

What are you doing, we're ready!

I need to tell her something!

And I've got a film to make!

And I don't want to die!

The room fills with Germans.

This girl is very ill.

And I'm a doctor.

At one point, I may have behaved like a rat...

but now I'm doing my duty, and you're the rats!

Watch.

- Yes...

I'm in the Resistance.

Yes, I run a field hospital for them.

Yes, later, I will run in the municipal elections.

on a Gaullist ticket.

And when I get elected,

I'll be a rat again.

A right-wing rat!

But at the moment I'm a hero.

You're all going to die.

The hotel is surrounded.

Cut! You idiots! Cut!

What is this, I didn't ask for bullet-holes!

Stop it! Damn it!

The attack doesn't happen now!

These are real bullets!

You think we should fight, or take cover?

Take cover!

Here's the place, then.

- Shut up! - I didn't speak.

No, but you were going to, so shut up!

- But I didn't speak! - Shut up asshole!

Why are they shooting?

I don't know!

Daddy!

Anybody hurt?

I wanted to hide, not to be on the front lines!

It's wartime, July '43. Come, see your rooms.

Any luggage?

Do I look the sort to have luggage?

Mine's in my pants.

Daddy!

Shit, she got hit!

Don't let me die here.

She can't die; she's not even born yet.

You haven't finished pissing us off, huh?

My hands are soaked in blood.

Is there anything more we can do?

This war of yours scares me.

It scares all of us.

Can't you see that? Is it any reason to die?

We're not going to die of fear. Wars end...

and life begins again.

Look at your father, taking a bite out of life.

I must get you some condoms, eh?!

- What for? - Don't listen to him, he's a doctor.

Why condoms?!

"Why condoms"- what type of idiot is he, don't you ever read the newspaper?

I would like for us to agree on what time we're in!

Because if it's the time of AIDS, there wouldn't be any Germans!

And if there's Germans, there's no AIDS, and we can fuck!

Hello.

Hello.

It should be a time when one could make love

without fear of dying of sickness.

With no Germans, either.

I'm sick of their shit,

it cost me an eye.

Were you at Verdun?

- No, but not far.

In a trench filled with water.

I left my youth in that water.

Suppose I make you a gift of mine?

I'm a simple, honest girl.

I wouldn't say no.

A bit of affection wouldn't hurt.

I like to offer affection.

Give, and you shall receive.

Where men are concerned, I mean.

Yes. Of course.

I've always loved men.

Even when they exploited or beat me.

You've known many?

Quite a few.

- Though...

I must confess one thing.

It's a bit embarrassing.

You're pregnant?

How did you guess?

It's easy to tell right away.

A beautiful girl like you, it doesn't need explaining.

You'll accept me, anyway?

I'll accept you like a gift.

It'll be a girl. We'll call her Camille.

Camille...

what a pretty name.

What is it like being happy, daddy?

Tears are never far away.

Never far away.

Cut.

I think we're on our way to Cannes, kids.

On our way to Cannes.

Bloody smoke, it gets in your eyes.

Couldn't we do a retake?

How's your film going?

It's going well, nearly finished.

I feel like I know this station.

What?

I know it.

You've been here before?

And you have, too! We hid up here. Come, you'll recognize it too.

You and Joëlle were in bed, making love.

It feels like only yesterday.

But there's no bed.

But at one time, there used to be one. You were there.

You two moaned

and giggled all the time. I watched you,

and drank in your happiness.

When was this?

During the war, Daddy.

But you knew nothing of the war...

it was over long before you were born.

May I present my daughter who did brilliantly on her baccalaureate.

Where is Joëlle? Isn't she dining with you?

No, she's in her room.

Is something wrong?

She's tired.

What do you mean, "tired"?

Tired.

Look what you've done, to my beauty. Look.

I used to be like her. Men were bewitched

by my figure.

Try drinking less and you might have a figure again!

Oh, perfect!

Yes, I drink, and I'm not ashamed to say it!

Better than being sterile.

I'm not sterile, I'm saving myself for my fans.

Ha, your fans, who run a mile if your name's on the credits.

And your daughter, huh?

What does she do when she sees you? Laugh?

Keep her out of this! She's my daughter!

Cow I may be, but I'm fond of her.

I'm an aging actor.

Yes, so?

All it does is get you down.

An old actor who's popular; in demand

for small parts, watchmakers, submissive types, always insignificant.

Guys who suffer in negligible amounts.

The plot never revolves around me.

I might as well not be there.

I'd like to have been a great actor. But I was always a small one.

Every stone has its place, you'll say.

But I'm old.

But the best I can hope for now is to die playing a small part.

Do you remember Raymond Pelvoux?

He was good.

He was...

he was good.

Joëlle!

Why don't you come to see me? My room's lonely,

and I'm cold.

I will come later. I have to see Joëlle first.

She's in room 29, the best room, naturally.

Mom?

Yes?

Is It really like this?

- What?

- Life

You've got a nice little face, you know. A nice little face.

I thought you'd ditched me, too.

I was talking with my father.

How's your film going?

All right

You don't seem too happy.

You don't seem too happy.

No, I'm all right.

Are you sure?

This film of theirs isn't much fun, that I can tell you.

He's not funny.

Why? Tell me about it.

A girl is sick.

Seriously. So seriously ill, that she's going to die.

I play her,

and it's a good part. A girl who dies at the end of the film.

What else can I say,

it's a good part.

What's wrong with her?

They don't know...

Despite all their research, they don't know how to cure it.

Because they know what the disease is, all right.

They're full of it.

They get all worked up about it at conferences, in TV specials,

but in the meantime,

I'm...

I don't want to die, Camille. I don't want to...

Maybe I did screw around too much

and it serves me right

but nobody warned me

that it was dangerous to fuck like that.

No one.

I thought that was what life was all about, I thought life was beautiful.

I'm too young to die.

Too young!

No! No!

No!

And me? Aren't you arresting me?

Stop pushing me! Shit!

The Jews got us into this mess.

What mess?

This war, and our wrecked lives!

This isn't a war; this is just a film I'm producing.

Where's the camera?

I can't see it; that's what bothers me.

Let me through, I'll see about this.

We can't, they'll shoot us.

But they're only blanks, you idiot, they're only blanks.

Don't be afraid, my girl. These things don't happen anymore.

Only at the cinema.

We'll make other movies, you'll see.

American films.

Will you take me to Hollywood?

Say that again?

Will you take me to Hollywood?

One more time.

Will you take me to Hollywood?

Yes.

Oh, it's good to breathe in some fresh air.

God, he stinks!

He stinks because he shit his pants.

Well, that's what happens when you're stuck in traffic

For six hours breathing in that smell!

Nobody forced you to come, eh!

How do you think it feels for him, huh?

Try being stuck for six hours in the sun with shit in your pants!

He looks miserable.

You know why he looks miserable! He looks miserable because he always

has been miserable, his whole life!

But me, I'm not going to live like that, spending my life with a loser!

No quarrelling, children.

You really think I'm a loser?

I'm sorry... you're not a loser.

Alright children, we need to get to the grocer before it closes.

I'm sorry about "loser".

Jesus Christ! Stop yelling!

Why are you yelling like that?

Mama

I'm sorry, children, I'm on edge, too.

I'm off to the supermarket.

Let's get the luggage.

- Don't worry about me.

- Perhaps it will be great, you'll see.

- What will?

- Life, girl! You'll see.

It isn't all shit. There are times when it's beautiful.

- You think?

Of course, like I said.

Come. Let's go take a nice shower. We've earned it.