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(Cheerful music)

(Whooping)

(Whooping)

Whoo!

(Whooping and laughter)

(He chuckles)

I'm glad I got to see this with you.

It'll be even better soon.

It's gonna snow, I can feel it.

Country boy.

Hey, don't go home for the break.

Stay.

Hey.

Why did you stop?

Scared we were gonna beat them!

Yeah, yeah, yeah...

I'll see you losers later, OK?

Aren't you coming to Dino's?

No, I must meet someone and then pack.

There's the Christmas party!

I'd only get drunk and disgrace myself.

That's the whole point of a party.

Whatever. See you next year, ugly.

Ugh!

Bye.

Missing you already.

Love you.

All right, go!

All right, let's go!

Whoo!

Hey! That's my scooter!

(Chuckles)

I'll call you every day, OK?

Don't give me that look.

I'll see you next term.

Yeah?

I wish we had been us.

Someday, somehow,

things always fall into place.

THOMAS: Memory is a false friend.

Fragments of fact and fiction

that we bend to make our own version of truth.

I believed I could remember exactly what happened,

minute by minute, second by second

on that night in December 25 years ago.

(Phone rings)

Thomas Degalais.

VINCA: Thomas.

Can you come over, please?

- I thought you'd left. - I really messed up.

- Can you come now? - On my way.

Thank you.

(Panting)

- I'll look after you, OK? - I'm a terrible person.

No, you've just got a fever.

VINCA: I didn't want to do it.

Alexis forced me.

- I'm sorry. - I'll fix this.

Go and look after her, OK?

THOMAS: But I should have known

that memory

can't protect you forever.

It all began with an invitation to a reunion.

- Good to see you. - Thanks for organising it.

This is fantastic.

- Sarah. - Peter, please.

Mary, please. Thank you so much.

Thank you.

And who should I make it out to?

Thank you.

And who should I make it out to?

Vinca.

I hope you're coming.

Thomas?

BOTH: Moo!

(Laughter)

- You sound so old, Maxi. - Who's this?

Thomas?

It's been too long.

No kidding!

I got an invitation to the reunion.

Don't come.

It says they're demolishing the basement of the gym.

I know. It's a nightmare.

They're building a new media centre.

An anonymous donor.

I have contacts on the oversight committee.

I'll deal with it.

If they dig into that basement

our lives are over.

Thomas, leave it to me.

I'm a politician now,

I can pull strings.

I'll get it stopped. Remember,

my dad said we should never be in touch.

I won't let you do this alone.

FANNY: Your blood pressure is much better, Annabelle.

How's the Warfarin?

- Fine, no side effects. - Great.

I'll increase the dose by 10 mg.

But please remember, no smoking, driving or vigorous exercise.

Does gardening count as vigorous exercise?

Ha, ha! I've seen the way you attack those roses.

Just take things easy, Annabelle.

Are you going to the reunion?

You youngsters won't want old teachers lurking around,

but we will see you at the lunch tomorrow.

(Laughter)

Is Thomas coming?

Reunion's aren't really his scene.

Has he been in touch?

Not for 25 years, with me or Max.

Hey. I'm sorry for how he treated you.

That was all for the best.

- THOMAS: Hey, Max. - Stop calling me.

I'm here. So many memories flooding back.

- You're here? - Just landed.

Let's meet at the party this evening.

(SEVDALIZA: "Mad Woman")

Showing at Chabrol's Bovary tonight?

Thought I might go along.

I heard it's great.

I hope you enjoy it.

Do you wanna come?

I'm so hot. I'm melting.

FANNY: Come on! Come on!

(Shriek)

Don't be boring. Come in!

Do you want us to come and get you?

Vinca's seeing someone else.

MAXIME: You're not her boyfriend, Thom.

She can date whoever she wants.

You've got to let this go.

FANNY: I told you they were scared of us!

VINCA: Big brave Thom and Max are frightened of the water!

It's Alexis Clément. The creepy philosophy teacher.

It takes up the idea that pure reason

is capable of important knowledge

and empiricism...

It's just gossip, forget about it.

It's illegal, he should be sacked.

- What the fuck? - Chill, it's just a game!

Cherry coke, please.

Yeah.

Three euros.

Dino! It's Thomas.

I'm back for the reunion. Don't you remember me?

I came here every day for years!

Max's friend.

Vinca's friend. You must remember her?

Their love is sublime, words become superfluous.

Cohen's not depicting love!

It's a satire of human pretension.

It's...

alienation in disguise, it's a lure.

THOM: Yeah, right, I get it but there's a duality too.

'Cause in the novel he's proposing the ineffable power of love

in a world where nothing else has currency.

FANNY: Love is a trap.

What? You've read Belle du Seigneur?

Love leads only to destruction.

(Seductive music)

(Sultry singing)

(Laughter)

Welcome back.

(Laughter)

MAX: I can't believe you came.

Just like that, as if it was nothing.

Don't sweat.

Whoever sent those invitations is bluffing.

You'd bet our freedom on that?

If they knew, we'd be in jail already.

Stéphane Pianelli.

How's Nice Matin treating you?

I could work in Paris for the corporate machine,

but Antibes is home.

And it's my duty to protect it

from criminal scumbags and...

- ambitious politicians. - He means me.

PIANELLI: I heard your concern about the demolition of the gym.

Well, it was lovely to catch up.

PIANELLI: Don't go.

I'm writing a special piece

about the Vinca mystery.

Still unsolved after 25 years.

Scavenging the bones of the dead for your next dinner?

You think she's dead?

The Vinca we knew is dead.

Good quote. Mind if I use it?

I will have no part of your story.

You two are the story, Thomas. Maxime.

PIANELLI: I'll be keeping an eye on your every move.

He knows.

And Fanny?

You think she's OK?

I don't know.

But we shouldn't be talking here.

Meet me at the nest.

Later. But we should mingle.

For God's sake, break a smile, it's a party!

Thierry! How you doing, old man?

(Party music)

- Fanny? - Hey!

- Oh, you look amazing! - Come on.

What dragged you back here?

Well, I wanted to see you. We should never have lost touch.

You're such a liar.

Is that Adèle Illouz?

FANNY: Absolutely, yes.

And to your right, Florence Paradi,

still rocking her perm like it's the '90s.

(Laughter)

Ah, shit! Pianelli again, let's hide!

FANNY: You can't avoid him all night.

THOM: I'd give it a good bloody try.

(Chuckle)

Oh, check it out, guys.

- Emily DeVille! - THOM: What? She's still here?

She's the head now.

MAX: God, I had such a crush on her.

The old gang.

- It's good to see you. - You too.

I knew we'd be caught eventually.

We'll work something out.

I didn't want to do it...

Alexis forced me, I promise.

He raped you?

I wish we'd never met.

I'll fix this.

I'll fix this.

Go and look after her, OK?

(Panting)

- THOM: Mr Clément. - Hey, Thomas.

What's the deal with this weather?

You stuck here, too?

I was meant to be going home to ski,

but there's more snow here!

What are you doing here this late? Thomas, what the... ?

How dare you touch her, you creep?

MR CLEMENT: Thomas... What the hell?

THOM: What's wrong with you?

Leave it!

Let go!

Knock it off!

THOM: I was right. It was Alexis Clément.

He raped Vinca.

You don't need to explain.

THOM: What are we...? What are we gonna do?

I'll get my dad.

(Sighs)

FRANCIS: It'll be OK, Thomas.

Come on, time to rest.

We'll talk about the details later.

I'll take care of it. Go home.

Where is she? Max?

- She was right here. - Hey!

We can't be seen.

- No! - We can't be seen.

There will be a way out of this.

They'll find Clément's body.

- What does Francis say? - MAX: I don't know.

Dad is not answering my calls.

He hardly ever does.

Can you get to your dad through Ahmed?

His old foreman?

Talk to him. Stop the demolition,

and I'll find out who sent us this.

Don't you have any regrets?

For killing a rapist?

For scaring Vinca away.

Losing her forever.

I saved her.

We did the right thing.

ALL: Yes, yes.

(All reply at once)

FRANCIS: OK. Let's go.

(Joyful shrieking)

Hi, I'm Thomas.

I'm a former student.

So?

I know this is gonna sound odd

and please, tell me to leave,

but this room belonged to someone I knew a long time ago

and I wondered if I might have a look?

I get it. I'm Pauline.

- Come in. - Thank you.

Pretty cool, huh?

This is Vinca's stuff.

Yeah.

Most of it was in storage.

No one came to collect her things after she vanished.

The rest we got from talking to staff,

cleaners, pictures from her yearbook.

Did we do it right?

- Is it how you remember it? - No.

No. She hated Roxy Music.

And it should be the Uchida Mozart Sonatas,

not the Blackshaw.

And these posters are all wrong.

PAULINE: But the Brancusi statue

is right?

The one you got for your 18th.

How do you know all this?

Vinca inspires us all.

And we want to honour her memory and find out why

she was taken from us.

- We? - Me and my Heterodite sisters.

Sorority pledged to fight injustice and male dominance.

And all this for

someone you never knew.

She was snuffed out by the patriarchy.

But her spirit will never die.

Vinca ran away from all this shit!

She wanted to be free.

THOM: You brought me the invitations in London.

Why?

Vinca wanted you here.

- Answer me. - She's lonely without you.

Don't do this.

It's midnight. You knocked on my door.

Not for this.

You've always wanted to fuck her.

This will be just like the real thing.

You are nothing like the real thing.

RICHARD: Jesus! A ghost.

Hello, stranger!

- I should have called. - Not at all!

No, no, we love surprises.

ANNABELLE: Yes. You're the best surprise of all.

Darling, you look so well.

I... I'm sorry I didn't come for Christmas.

I had a deadline.

RICHARD: Maybe next time. We'd love to have you.

So you came for the reunion?

Yeah, I thought it'd be fun to pretend to be 18 again.

And did you kiss the girls and make 'em cry?

THOM: It was like evolution in reverse.

Everyone showed up sophisticated, but by the end of the evening

they were all dragging their knuckles and beating their chests.

That just sounds like a proper party to me!

I'm gonna open a bottle to celebrate.

No No Richard Don't. Don't, I mean,

Thomas must be exhausted. Yes?

I am. I wish I had your stamina, Dad.

But I am pretty tired. I think I might just turn in.

RICHARD: Well, it's lovely to see you.

THOM: Yes, you too. We'll share a bottle

and have a proper catch-up at the reunion lunch tomorrow.

OK.

ANNABELLE: You were obsessed with her.

- Can you leave my things alone? - We never talk about her.

The shape she carved on your life.

There's nothing to talk about.

She was one of my favourite students.

She was serious and sensual but with a crazy streak

that must have driven you mad with love.

Young girls can be so cruel.

Do you mind?

Are these hers? No.

Where did you get this?

Why all these questions?

Because I'm trying to work out

what you're really doing here.

PAULINE: Sister Heterodites, our sorority

strives for liberation through protest,

struggle and commitment.

And we're ready

to disobey.

Remind the world of our power!

ALL: Yes!

We are nasty women.

Fuck the patriarchy!

Fuck the patriarchy!

PAULINE: Whoo! Today,

they'll dance to the beat of our drum!

- (Cheering) - ALL: For Vinca! Vinca!

- Dissolve the patriarchy! - We vouch for Vinca!

Put it on the bank of misogynist pay.

You're in the wrong seat.

According to the table plan,

I'm sat next to Manon Agostini.

Swapped it.

So we could catch up.

Hop it, Pianelli.

PIANELLI: Enjoy.

I like your style.

I'm not fat by the way.

I'm very pregnant.

People don't know whether to congratulate me

or get me a gym membership.

Can I just say that I've been waiting an eternity

for you to come back.

Do I owe you money?

You borrowed my PJ Harvey album.

- That was yours? - Yeah.

I thought of you when I listened to it.

What took you so long to come back?

Fear.

Small towns. Insularity.

People like Pianelli.

Oh, yeah.

He's been bugging me all morning about Vinca.

Thinks I should be interested just because I'm a cop.

- A cop? - Don't make a joke

about handcuffs,

I've heard them all before.

Yes.

Thank you all for coming.

I must say I am relieved

that today is more sedate than last night's party.

There must be some very sore heads out there.

It's wonderful to see so many

old friends.

I came to St Ex in '95

and I knew within days that this was a community

that would change my life,

as it has enriched

the lives of everybody who has had the privilege

to spend time here.

Our mission is to create good people

with fine minds

who make a positive difference

in the world.

And no matter how far

you travel from us on that journey...

Thank you very much.

You're too kind. Thank you.

ALL: Where is she? Do you know? What did you do to her?

Where is she? Do you know? What did you do to her?

(Chanting continues)

Where is she?

Do you know?

What did you do to her?

Enough!

- Where have you been? - Trying to fix our problem.

And?

I did everything I could.

Nothing from Dad.

Demolition goes ahead.

I told you not to come.

Leave, Tom.

- Tonight. - No.

- I'll take the blame. - No.

You killed for me.

It's my turn to protect you.

THOM: In this very place,

25 years ago,

I killed a man

who raped my friend,

and buried him in the basement of the gym at St Ex.

It was a crime of passion.

An instinctive act of love

to protect Vinca from a vile predator

who destroyed her joy,

crushed her spirit and reduced her life to misery.

I acted alone

and though I will accept whatever justice

I must now face, I will never regret what I did.

Abusers like Clément too often go unpunished.

He is dead and should be forgotten.

But Vinca Rockwell is free.

And lives forever in the minds and memory

of all who knew her.

(Thumping party music)

(Sirens)

(Voices)

MAN: You all right, mate? You lost, huh?

(Laughter)

GIRL: Watch out, the police are here.

They shut down the rave.

(Sound of demolition)

Ugh!

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