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My child.

My baby.

Inside me at last.

No one Will take it from me.

No one will hurt it now.

No one.

Mathieu...

It's very well positioned.

80, Sarah, what are you going to call this lovely baby?

Well... You'll be admitted tomorrow morning,

and if nothing happens by the evening, you'll be induced.

Don't worry, everything will be fine.

Can someone give you a lift here?

Usually, an ambulance could pick you up,

but at Christmas...

It's OK. Someone's coming for me.

All right.

Thanks. See you tomorrow.

See you tomorrow.

Enjoy your last night of peace and quiet.

Won't be long, eh?

I had four.

Is it your first?

That's the hardest.

I was in labour for 12 hours.

With my first.

Shit, I didn't half fucking suffer!

And all for nothing.

Stillborn.

You've already been told not to smoke in here.

What they tell you in here is all bullshit.

Fuck you.

I'm glad you're not working, with all that's going on.

It's just a few cars on fire, not the end of the world.

I feel better knowing you're at home than photographing burning cars.

You never mention Jean-Pierre any more.

He sounded nice.

He's my boss.

Pity.

I'd like you to introduce me one of these days.

So what are we going to do tonight?

Christmas Eve dinner at yours or at mine?

I'm not hungry.

Not any more.

We'll be happy now.

Look, I need to be alone.

Go home, mum, please.

Hello?

Yes.

What?

So he wants to make the headlines.

I don't give a toss. You can tell him that.

Absolutely.

Get on the job and sort it.

It's the chaos on the housing estates that makes the headlines,

and nothing else. Thank you!

There!

No, nothing.

Have a nice Christmas Eve.

That dickhead...

He drives me up the wall.

I've got no one who can cover this mayhem on the housing estates.

How are you, beautiful?

I miss you out there, you know.

It's just a bunch of bored kids having fun.

Yeah...

But while the cars are blazing my reporters are all hopeless.

What a crap Christmas!

Tomorrow, 7:00am, at my place.

Really?

So, ifl understand you rightly,

I'd better not stay up partying too late tonight.

What about you?

Spending Christmas Eve with your mum?

Stuff Christmas!

I'd rather be on my own.

You won't be saying that this time next year, I promise you.

No, mum.

Don't bother coming to see me tomorrow.

No, really, I'd rather be on my own.

We went over all this earlier.

Come and see me on Tuesday.

No, Jean-Pierre's coming tomorrow.

That hasn't changed since earlier.

Of course he has the keys.

You're tiring me out. I'm going to bed.

Crap!

I can't see.

Who's there?

Sorry to bother you on Christmas Eve but I have a problem.

Could I make a phone call, please?

Don't you have a mobile?

The battery's dead.

What exactly is the problem?

My car's broken down.

No, I'm sorry, but...

My husband's asleep, he has to get up early.

I won 't make any noise, 171 only be a minute.

Please.

No, I'm sorry.

Try the other neighbours. They'll be up, eating dinner.

Please, it'll only take a minute.

I don 't want to stay outside alone.

I told you, my husband's asleep.

He's not asleep, Sarah.

He 's dead.

What?

Open the door, Sarah.

Who are you?

How do you know my name?

Open the door and you'll see.

Go away or I'll call the cops.

Fuck you!

Hello?

There's a strange woman in front of my house. Come quick.

I don't know what she wants but she knows my name,

she knows everything about me...

I'm pregnant.

Now go! The cops'II be here in five minutes.

Hello. Are you the person who called the police?

Yes. Come on in.

- You live alone? - Yes.

Another father who did a bunk, eh?

Not really.

Who is this woman?

I don't know,

but she knows my name.

It's on your Ietterbox, isn't it?

She knows everything about me.

Are you sure it was a woman?

- Did you see her face? - No.

She stayed in the shadow.

I tried to get a photo of her but they didn't come out.

Yes, this isn't any use.

No one outside.

Don't worry, she must have gone.

I'll look up for the night.

We'll let a night patrol know.

Everyone's out tonight, but we'll get the message to them.

They'II pop by during the evening, all right?

Thank you.

It's deserted round here.

It always is.

- Goodbye, madam. - Goodnight.

Don't worry, she won't come back. Goodnight, madam.

Since 27th November,

when two youngsters from immigrant backgrounds died,

riots have erupted in the poor districts around Paris and other large cities.

Bus passengers, firemen and policemen have been hun'.

Nearly 300 communities in France have been affected,

at least 4,900 cars have been burnt,

and educational, commercial and religious buildings have been...

...the extradition of 120 foreigners...

What do you want, you pain?

...the minister responsible for farming the flames.

Since the troubles began...

Jean-Pierre, it's me again.

I suppose you're stuffing yourself right now.

I'm calling because something weird happened earlier.

I wonder if you could get a few photos improved for me.

All right. Lots of love.

Sarah?

Oh, sorry. Good evening.

I'm Jean-Pierre Montalban, Sarah's editor.

I was on my way to dinner

and, as Sarah's place is on my way, I thought I'd pop in.

With all these troubles, I was a bit worried.

She gave me a set of keys, so I can pick her up in the morning.

But it looks like her mum beat me to it!

A mother knows when her daughter needs her.

Yes.

Everything's all right, then.

Fine. She's been asleep for an hour.

I'll be off, then.

Leave you alone.

Wouldn't you like a drink first?

I've been wanting to meet you for a long time. Please.

Mrs Scarangella, how do you feel about becoming a grandmother?

It took her a while to drop off. I don't want to wake her.

Yes, sorry.

I'm delighted for her.

She suffered a lot after that accident. So did I.

The last few months have been tough.

But this birth will cure all that. Another drink?

Shit!

Her and her photos!

Leaving them all over the place.

Do you know when she took this?

It looks like it might be one she told me about on the phone.

What did she say?

Something about a photo she wanted improving.

Improving?

I don't know...

Maybe she wanted it blowing up or the image made clearer.

Like this face here.

Who are you? What are you doing here?

Where's Sarah?

Shouldn't you be telling us who you are?

And not so loud, Sarah's asleep.

Where's my daughter?

Who are you?

It's you on the photo.

Sarah?

All right up there?

Mum...

Mum?

Mum!

Sarah?

Mum!

Help me...

Help me!

Shit!

Who the fuck are you?

Open the door.

Open the door!

Open the door!

Why mine?

I just want one.

Who'd fuck a maniac like you?

Open the door, Sarah.

Don 't be afraid.

You don't need that child any more. I'll look after it.

What are you talking about?

Let's see if the lady's sleeping, shall we?

Then we'll go and lock up Mr Abdelgani Essaadi...

Abdelghani! And it wasn't me!

I don't chuck Molotov cocktails.

You reckon I'd go torching motors with my ID on me? I'm not thick!

Shit!

- Take it easy! - Just keep it buttoned, will you?

We'll check that Mrs Scarangella is sleeping soundly,

go and lock this poor innocent child up, then get back to his pals.

Yeah, you can't spend Christmas all alone without your pals.

We'll invite them along and you can have a party.

I don't celebrate Christmas.

You don't celebrate Christmas, eh?

Yes, baby?

His bird's a fucking pain!

Yeah, and he gets to stay nice and warm in the car.

No, I'm still on duty.

We're just checking on this woman, then I'll be home.

Yes, I love you.

- She gets on your tits, eh? - Shut it!

No, I wasn't talking to you.

- It's Christmas... - Mrs Scarangella? Police.

- Hello, madam. - Gentlemen.

Just checking up on things.

A woman was bothering you.

She's gone now. Everything's fine.

- Call us if she comes back. - All right.

What's that noise?

My washing machine. It's a bit old.

Off-peak electricity, eh?

Good night. Merry Christmas.

- See you later. - Goodbye, officer.

I could murder a coffee!

No, I'm listening.

Forgotten something?

Just one thing...

- Have you picked a name? - For what?

Your baby.

Help!

Stay with her!

Fuck! Arrest her! Arrest her!

On your knees! Now!

What the fuck...?

It's the police.

Don't move!

I'm going to pull the scissors out. Don 't move.

Open the door, open the door!

Wait... Wait...

Get up and open it!

Open the fucking door!

I've got to go!

You're coming with me.

- What? - Shit is happening!

Hey, I'm not a mutt you can drag around on a lead!

Just shut it and move!

- Careful! - Come on!

- Let me out! - Here, take this!

- We've got to get out of here! - Come on!

All right?

Calm down. Are you OK?

Calm down.

Get a grip!

All right?

Stay here, I'll be right back.

- Do you know how to use it? - No.

You just cook it and fire.

Cock and fire!

- We've got to get out of here! - Come on.

I'll be right back.

- What happened? - Has she gone?

Yes, through your bedroom window.

- She's still here! - Calm down!

Fuck!

Do you know where your trip switch is?

Look at me! Do you know where it is? Downstairs?

Don't move. I'll give you a gun.

Take this.

Watch out!

Fuck!

Do you have any bandages?

In the drawer? There?

Give me some light. Here, take the torch!

I can't see...

Hold up the light, dammit!

OK, that'll do.

- Take these handcuffs off! - Shut it!

Give me some light!

I'll get the electricity back on. Wait for me here.

- I killed my mother... - Calm down.

We've got get out of here!

I'll call help and an ambulance from my car. You'll be OK.

Put this on. Can you walk?

Wait for me in the bedroom.

Give me a hand! Help me get her up.

Can you walk?

I'll be right back.

Let's go.

Give me some light.

I'll put the lights on and let you go.

Get plenty of cops here!

Give me some fucking light!

Not in my face!

- Fuck! - The Flash Ball!

- What? - The Flash Ball!

What the hell...?

Get back. Get back!

Lady! She's still here!

Get up! For fuck sake, get up!

Where are your fucking keys?

Sarah.

I can't breathe.

Where are you hiding, bitch?

You can do it again, Sarah.

You killed me once already.

My child.

My baby.

Inside me at last.

No one Will take it from me.

No one will hurt it now.

No one.

They told me you'd died.

Officer?

Officer!

I'm having it!

I'm having it!

Mum!

Calm down.

I'm here.

It's stuck!

Mum!