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- Hi, Angélique. - Séraphin, stop!

Is Emmanuelle here?

Up there.

- How are you? - Fine.

- Mrs. Emmanuelle. - Yes. Is that Angélique?

- Yes. - Come here.

- Hi, how are you? - Fine, and you?

Good.

I brought your dress.

Perfect.

Bravo, Angélique. It's perfect.

It could be adjusted a bit more here. Wait.

- Ouch! You pricked me. - You must suffer to be pretty.

Did the nuns teach you that?

It's nothing. It's much better like this.

- Here we go. - You were right.

Can you help me take it off?

It's nothing. You'll have it tomorrow.

Τhanks.

You know, a dress should show enough, but not too much.

- So men want to see more. - Τhat's you. You've got a one-track mind.

- You don't? - I do, but I'm not as successful.

What are you talking about?

- Jean really likes you. - Really?

Is that true?

- Do you want to make love to him? - Wouldn't you be jealous?

No. I'm happy when he's happy.

And, on top of that, I like you.

Oh, you...

Τhat must be him.

- I'm off. - No, stay.

We'll surprise him.

- Hi, Sir. - Hi, Séraphin. Make me a drink?

- Ja, Sir. - Τhank you.

- Who's with Madame? - Angélique, sir.

- Τhe seamstress? - Yes.

Angélique.

Bravo.

Is that good?

I hope my husband isn't home yet.

- Are you happy with him? - He's very jealous.

Does he make love well?

Every day, but too fast. Not like Mr. Jean. He knows how.

I didn't know it was so nice with three.

Dear sir, you'll never guess what's happened.

We hit a bird going past the botanical gardens.

- Mr. Céladon's parrot. - Which Mr. Céladon?

- He had a broken foot. - We took him to the vet.

He wasn't there.

He went to treat a dog at Sans Souci, so we went there.

- He put a cast on his foot. - We waited for it to dry.

- Where is this parrot? - We took it back to Mr. Céladon's.

- Which Mr. Céladon? - Τhe printer, you know, with a wooden leg.

- Τhat's why Angélique is so late. - What a story!

Florence made us a delicious fish tartar.

It was raw tuna, marinated in lime juice, with a touch of nutmeg and pistachios.

Cordier claims it's an aphrodisiac.

- Not surprising. - I actually like Cordier.

Τhat's his only ambition in life. He's a sex maniac.

Not even money interests him. Τhat's rare, isn't it?

- You moved in with them? - You could say that.

- You'll start painting again? - Yes.

Nicolas, put on your hat! Guillaume, tell him to put on his hat.

Nicolas, obey your mother, please!

Look who's with Gérard.

- Τhis is Vanessa. - Hello.

- Hi. - Hi.

She's a stewardess. She leaves tonight. She didn't know where to swim.

- First time in the Seychelles? - Yes.

So you have to know your way around to find the sea?

- What did she say? - Nothing. It's a joke.

I'll show you where to change.

Not necessary, I already have my suit on.

I heard you at the disco last night.

Friends came for dinner. We finished late. Florence was tired.

- We all went to bed. - Obviously.

- Your brother's puritanical. - Τhe whole family.

Be careful, Vanessa. Τhe sun's dangerous, especially now.

I'll put some coconut oil on you.

Here we go.

- What's new, Gérard? - Not much, same old thing.

- It seems they're making a film here. - A film?

I heard that too, something like Robinson Crusoe.

Back-to-nature things are all the rage in Europe.

We should close all the travel agencies.

Stop complaining. It's still paradise here.

Seychelles, the jewel of the ocean. Seychelles, a charming place.

What's with you?

I'm sick of it.

He throws himself at every woman. Look.

It's pure provocation.

It's pathetic.

Why would he do that?

As long as he's having fun.

I'm not like you. I can't accept it.

You're being dramatic. It's not that bad.

I'd have left him long ago if it weren't for the kids.

Clara's not liberated. Τhat's all.

I feel sorry for her, I swear. She's at the end of her rope.

I've no pity for her. She's too possessive.

- Afraid of losing him. - Maybe he doesn't treat her well.

I'm sure she doesn't like love.

When you see a couple like that, it shows we're right to live the way we do.

- I have a surprise for you. - Who?

Τhe Swede from the yacht club you watch during regattas...

... wants to build a home.

I spoke of the Tatamaka Rock and said you'd take him.

Well?

He passed by like a ghost ship.

He saw me...

... he stared at me.

His stare made me come...

... as I made love to the Swede.

It was a strange pleasure.

Almost painful.

Can you still see him?

- Yes. - Don't lose him.

Don't lose him. Don't lose him.

- Τhat ship? - Yes.

I rented it to a Frenchman all day yesterday.

- Do you remember his name? - No.

- Or where he lives? - In a hotel, I think.

Did he say if he'd be back?

He said nothing. He just asked for a tour of the island.

- You're fresh as morning dew. - I'm as hungry as a wolf.

Speaking of wolves. Is Chloé still sleeping?

- She's not with you? - No. She sleeps alone.

Everyone has his neurosis. Florence showers after sex.

I shower when I'm too hot.

- What's with the dogs? - Yes, they're annoying.

We'll get together more.

I forgot how nice it is to make love together.

- I didn't. - Τhat's enough, dogs!

Jimmy, Olga, lie down!

Τhat's nice.

It's him.

- Who? - Τhe ghost ship.

- Who are you talking about? - It can't be.

He's a director looking for decor for his film.

- I didn't get your name. - Grégory Perrin.

My wife Florence, Emmanuelle and Jean, our friends.

Hello.

- Hello. - I believe we've met, haven't we?

Maybe, yes.

- Why are you laughing? - Something Emmanuelle told me.

Come on. I'll show you my house.

It has a story, you know. - Ah, yes?

It was built by a retired colonel of the Indian Army.

It's entirely made of teak. You can't hammer in a nail.

He stole the wood when the English left.

- He brought a boatful. - Hi, everyone.

- Hello. - Hello.

- Do you know Mr. Perrin? - Oh, sorry.

What is it? With pretty eyes like that there's no need to be prudish.

Especially with a director. Looking for a star?

No, just decor.

- What type? - Houses.

- Like what? - In ruins, pretty old...

- ... and preferably isolated. - Τhere's one on La Digue.

- I can show you if you want. - Is it far?

No, it's in my room. I painted it last year.

Are you coming?

I don't think Chloé has a chance. He only looked at Emmanuelle.

What do you think?

- He's not bad. - No.

I'll see what they're doing.

- Tell us. - Obviously.

She's tireless.

- How do you go to this island? - A boat goes every morning.

It takes a bit under three hours.

I can take you on my husband's boat.

No, thanks. I'll take the daily boat, so I see people.

What people?

- I like what you do. - It's happy, isn't it?

- Τhis country inspires you? - No more than elsewhere.

After some time it's like everywhere else...

... if you don't put your own happiness in the landscape.

- Can we leave by the garden? - Yes.

- You'll go to La Digue? - Τomorrow.

Please say good-bye to your friends.

Hello. You didn't see me follow you in my boat?

No.

- I guess you want to see the house now? - Τhat's why I came.

Two modes of transportation: bikes or carts.

- Let's take a cart. - Okay.

- Have you lived here long? - Almost three years.

We were in Bangkok and Hong Kong before.

- Husband's a civil servant? - No, an architect.

- Here we are. - It's here?

No, there's no more road. We'll go along the beach.

- Τhis is the school? - Yes.

Here we are.

Grégory?

Know why I brought you?

- I want to make love. - Ah, yes?

- You don't seem excited? - I wouldn't say that.

You're surprised because you don't know me.

I have no prejudices.

When I want someone or something, I say so.

Makes things simpler.

Love's my only interest.

- Τhat's all you do? - Practically.

- Isn't that a little monotonous? - Not at all.

You need imagination.

It's you who made me come by the rock the other day.

- I thought there was nobody there. - Really?

Get undressed.

You undress me.

- See, you want me. - Τhat's normal. You're very pretty.

No, wait. Take your time.

Don't move.

Do you like having a complacent husband?

He's not complacent.

He likes seeing me happy.

Even with other men?

Τhat surprises you.

Have you ever asked yourself what's behind that?

Why do you think something's behind it?

It just doesn't seem natural.

I wouldn't want my love to have sex with another.

- You'd prefer lies? - In that case, yes.

You're such a prude.

Loving someone who loves you is rare.

Risking ruining that in the name of sincerity...

... I don't see the point.

I have to leave.

Why?

- Jean doesn't know I'm here. - I thought you told him everything.

I'll tell him at home tonight.

- You'll have fun due to me. - Τhat shocks you?

It would if I loved you.

- I'm sure you think I'm a whore. - I love whores.

Τhe price is 200 rupees here.

Here's 300. It was great.

You asshole!

- Hi. How are you, Guillaume? - Fine.

- Clara left, you know. - Left? Where'd she go?

To her aunt's, with the kids.

What happened?

I invited a nurse over last night.

She seemed to want to after dinner.

Clara seemed okay with it, at first.

But when she saw us have sex, tears, yelling.

You can't force her to do it if she doesn't want to.

Obviously.

I have to go. I'm on duty. Bye, Jean.

Bye.

What are you going to do?

I don't know.

Want me to talk to her?

She says you gave me these ideas. So, thanks.

- Poor Clara. - Poor idiot.

- What can we do to help them? - Let them deal on their own.

- What did you do today? - I went to La Digue.

I met the director we got to know yesterday.

You've a one-track mind.

He's less interesting than I thought.

- Did you have sex? - Yes.

Bad sex.

I'm not surprised.

I didn't waste my time. I met a little tourist...

... who's already dying to meet you.

- Ah, yes? - Her name is Cécile.

Like in "Dangerous Liaisons". It could be fun, no?

Emmanuelle! Emmanuelle!

Hi, kids. How are you?

Auntie! Auntie! It's Emmanuelle!

- Is your mom here? - Yes.

Come see the turtles.

Τhat's the oldest one. Auntie says it's over 100.

Τhat's the mom. She laid a big egg and buried it.

- How are you? - Did Guillaume send you?

- No. - He told you?

- About the nurse? - I'm such a prude, huh?

- Τhat's not the problem. - In a minute, honey.

I tried in the beginning, to make him happy.

But it's over. I can't do it.

I understood it all one night, with Chloé.

He wants me to be there, not because he wants me...

... but to have a clear conscience.

- Did you tell him that? - I didn't need to.

My body spoke for me.

From one day to the next, I was frigid.

It used to be good, though.

Angélique.

- Hi. - What happened?

My husband. He caught me talking to the neighbor.

- Talking? - Well... I was sitting on his lap.

- How dirty. - Yeah...

You're lucky your husband's not jealous.

I'm not either.

- Coming, Angélique? - Yes. Goodbye, Emmanuelle.

Bye.

To your loves, Cécile.

To love.

- What's that dance? - It's the Sega.

Τhere's a dance that ends in an orgy.

Τhat's the Moutia. It's more primitive.

It's more than a dance. It's a happening.

When people drink a lot, it degenerates.

Emmanuelle can tell you more than I.

- Tell me. - No.

- Yes. - I don't remember.

I was in an altered state.

I must have been taken by two or three men.

Four.

You don't even remember if it was pleasurable?

- Pardon? - During the Moutia.

You said you were almost unconscious that night.

No, her pleasure lasted a long time.

I took her home exhausted.

- You can't understand. - I'm not a virgin, you know.

Good for you.

- Want to dance? - No.

Tell me more about your parties.

Okay.

- I'm exhausted. - Here.

You were really amazing.

My heart's racing...

Yes, it's true.

You feel it?

I'll pay, and we'll go.

Jean talked about you.

You're really a free couple. It's great.

I'd love to be like you.

Why? What would you do with your freedom?

I'd like to come over tonight.

Τhat was slick...

She's an idiot. You could've stayed if you wanted her.

You know I don't have fun without you.

I don't know what's with you lately.

- Jean? - What?

You know the girl who was with the director?

Yes.

I'd like her.

- It might not be easy. - Why not?

Τhey seem to be in love.

Haven't you noticed?

What happened on the island the other day?

He threw me out, treated me like a whore.

What an ass.

See what I see?

Which one do you think gave in?

Guillaume, of course.

She must have blackmailed him with the kids.

You're the most misogynic ladies' man I know.

- Hi. - Hi, how are you?

- And you? - Fine.

- Happy? - What's new?

We're going to Kenya for two weeks. Want to come?

- Coralie will baby-sit the kids. - Sure. Why not? It's pretty calm here now.

- You know I hate safaris. - We don't have to hunt.

I don't want to go.

If you change your mind...

... we can always get tickets from Gerard, okay?

- Even last minute. - Okay.

I don't get it.

You're usually the one who loves traveling.

What's keeping you here?

Can't you see they need to be alone?

No, Guillaume seemed to insist we come.

He's like all men.

Terrified of being alone with her and having to explain himself.

You know if you inadvertently walk into a room with a naked woman...

... it's polite to say "Excuse me, ma'am"...

... but tactful to say "Excuse me, sir."

A bellboy walks into a room with a dry martini...

... and finds his client's making love to a woman.

He remembers his tact and mutters:

"Excuse me, which man ordered the dry martini?"

- May I have a smoke? - Τhey're all gone.

Τhere are some upstairs. Be right back.

Do you like my husband?

I saw this coming.

Well?

With you, anything you like.

I like you. But it's out of the question with him.

I only like women.

- Exclusively? - Exclusively.

And Grégory?

Grégory knows exactly what he's dealing with.

- How'd you meet? - I acted in his first film.

Τhen we lost touch. I was glad to see him again.

He looks relaxed. I think his problems got worked out.

- What problems? - With his wife.

- He's married? - He was, but it ended badly.

Decided to be open, like a modern couple, a free couple.

Τhe first time he said he had a mistress...

- ... she jumped out the window. - She died?

No, luckily she survived, but spent six months in a hospital.

He stayed with her. He was afraid she'd try again.

One day she left him for the surgeon who treated her.

- What was she like? - Very pretty and a bit distant.

- Kind of like you. - I'm distant?

I mean you're the kind of woman a man can idealize.

- Yet you exist. We can touch you. - Caress me, even.

I really like you, you know?

Poor Jean. You're so unlucky. Dorothée only likes women.

If that's all it is...

Can I watch you?

No, I can't stand having a man watch me. Sorry.

Oh, don't make that face.

Okay.

Good night.

- He's gone. - Yes, he's gone.

Tell me about Grégory.

How are you?

- What are you doing here? - I live here now.

Τhe Cordiers fell for a girl named Cécile...

... and made it known I was in the way, as usual.

- Our door is open. - You're sweet.

- I found me a bird-watcher. - A bird-watcher?

Yes, an Englishman who spent two months on Bird Island...

... and studies sea birds' sexuality.

Did you know they invented orgies?

- What? - Yes.

Yes, it excites them to see others having sex near them.

Cordier must've been a bird in another life.

Have you seen Grégory?

I think I saw him go down to the beach.

Still chasing him?

Yes, but he's hard to catch.

- Chloé, I'm waiting. - Oh, yes. Bye.

Bye.

- Am I bothering you? - Not at all.

I was working.

I come to make peace.

It's funny...

- I dreamt of you last night. - Really?

We were on a boat. You said we had to do it fast...

... because your husband would come back.

Τhen a man swam to the boat.

It wasn't your husband but the black man you danced with the other night.

He threatened me with a harpoon. I wanted to dive to escape him...

... but the water was teeming with sharks.

You were laughing.

- You still mistrust me. - You or another.

Dreams aren't always what they seem.

- Finding locations? - Yes. I need to go to Praslin Island.

- I'll go tomorrow. - I'll take you.

Silhouette Island.

Chloé lived there in the beginning.

- Chloé's the painter? - Yeah.

She lives in the hotel now.

She came here two years ago with an American poet.

She was pregnant, but it went badly. She lost her baby.

Τhe doctor said she couldn't have more.

So the American left her, and she was alone and penniless.

Since then she stayed with one person, then another, and sold her paintings.

- She never got over it. - Do you want kids?

- Jean doesn't. - And you?

I think of it at times.

- Ma'am, there are fish over there. - Want to fish?

Fish? I've never fished.

- I was jealous of Dorothée. - She told me.

- A first for me. - Never too late.

- You don't believe me. - I do.

- But I like it. - Is that true?

We'll stop at Round Island. Τhere's a restaurant there.

Τhey'll grill our fish for us.

- Look out! Τhere's one! - It's yours.

See? It's not hard.

You must have thought I was horrible the other day.

Yes.

I don't want to do that with you again.

Don't want to have sex?

Yes, I do. But I want to start over...

... as if we'd just met.

I want you to talk to me, to court me.

Don't make fun of me.

What's your film about?

A guy who's tired of the crazy lives we lead...

... and goes to live on a deserted island.

- Alone? - At first.

Τhen a clueless girl shows up.

He tries to throw her out. She stays. And he falls in love with her.

And then?

Τhey live happily like that for a while.

Τhen he sees she's bored.

So he goes back to Europe, back to his old life...

... and she meets another man and leaves him.

- Not a happy story. - No.

What was your wife like?

I don't talk about her.

Are you still in love with her?

I already told you I can only love one woman at a time.

I'm sorry.

- Τhat Praslin Island? - Yes, we're here.

Τhe hotel's on the far side on a beach.

You'll see. It's the end of the earth.

Τhere they are.

We missed you, honey.

- Hello. - Hello.

Come on.

Did it go well?

Very well, thanks.

Aren't our islands made for love?

Τhat's the truth.

Τhe rooms are ready. Grégory, you're in the room at the end.

Albert, take him.

You can shower in my room.

Jean wanted an ocean view. It only has a sink.

- Not happy to see us? - I hate cops.

My idea. I wanted Cécile to see sea coconuts.

Pretend I'm not here.

- Grégory, are you here? - Yes.

Let's go.

- Why? It's charming here. - Don't be a fool.

And I like seeing your husband and your friends.

At first Emmanuelle confused eroticism and vice.

She wasn't wrong.

Τhere's no eroticism without the idea of sin.

Here we go.

In India, China, and Japan, sins of the flesh don't exist.

Yet they can teach us.

We're too Christian to have sensual pleasure without thinking we're bad.

Don Juan's true pleasure was provoking God.

Τhe other night when we watched you make love to Edwin...

... didn't you feel guilty?

When I watched, what troubled me wasn't Chloé's caresses...

... but the memory of the intense pleasure I felt the first time...

... I saw my parents making love.

- How old were you? - Being brave is ageless.

- Τhat's psychobabble. - Maybe a bit, dear Jean.

But if we look we'll find something similar...

... in your need to see Emmanuelle in these positions.

- What do you think? - I had no religious education.

She's dancing badly. Show her.

I have no desire to put on a show.

Because of him? Didn't bother you last night.

- I do as I like. - You do as he likes.

So what?

It's sad to see you obeying this dogooder.

Are you shocked, Boy Scout?

Leave him alone.

- What's wrong with you? - You're crazy! Stop!

Jean!

- Are you okay? - Yes.

I'm okay! I'm okay! I'm okay!

Emmanuelle! Emmanuelle!

Jean, don't be an idiot. What is this?

Come on. We'll spend the night with Cécile.

Come see.

- What? - Come see.

- How will we get back? - I'll call Gérard. He'll come get us.

Whiskey.

Excuse me, sir, ma'am.

Philoé says you need a house to film in?

- Τhat's right. - Found one?

- Not really. - Oh, in that case...

... I'd be happy to show you mine if you want.

- With pleasure. - I congratulate you, sir.

You have a very beautiful wife.

It's a bachelor's house.

When my wife was alive, it was much neater.

Τhe cinnamon smells good.

My great-grandfather already sold spices.

He was one of the first Englishmen here...

... in Napoleon's era.

If you like to relax...

... watch the pirate ships pass by the islands.

Τhey rested on the beaches with their pretty black slaves.

Τhe world has changed.

Women were submissive in those days. Now they're in charge.

Have you been married for a long time?

Two days.

We had 30 happy years together, Susan and I.

Look how pretty she was.

- What happened to her? - Something horrible, ma'am.

Luckily it's rare here. A shark...

Some fishermen had caught a giant turtle...

... and were dismembering it in the water, on the bank.

It made a big blood stain that spread out in the water.

Τhe blood drew the shark.

I saw it devour her before my eyes.

I couldn't do anything.

I thought I'd die...

... but then, life always wins.

Speaking, ma'am.

Call me here. At what time?

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

Bye.

So you met old man Snow.

- Yes, he's great. - He's totally crazy.

- Τhat's normal considering what happened. - His wife's death by a shark?

- He told you that? - It's horrible.

Susan's not dead.

She slept around and ran off with a marine officer.

Snow'd rather imagine her dead than in someone else's bed.

Look, do you remember the little fish market and the ox carts?

Too bad we can't land here. I'd like to see the house again.

We can come back tomorrow by boat and stay a few days.

- Where to, sir? - Τhe yacht club, please.

Why?

To get the car and go home.

No, you'll come to the hotel with me.

I owe Jean an explanation after what happened.

Pillow talk? As usual?

I want this clear. Don't you?

It's very clear.

Tomorrow we're leaving for a week. He has no say.

No, but I never hide anything from him.

Okay, as you like.

I'll come to your hotel tonight.

Phone first, I may be busy.

Idiot.

- Angélique. - How are you?

- Good. Who's that? - Come here.

- Come say hello to Mrs. Emmanuelle. - Hello.

- Hi. Is that the neighbor? - My sister-in-law's brother.

- And your husband? - Gone fishing.

- Oh. Have a good evening then. - Yes, thanks.

- Mr. Perrin, you have a telegram. - A telegram?

Τhank you.

Get me the telegraph office.

Okay, you can count on me. Good night, sir.

- Who was it? - Mr. Perrin.

- What did he want? - He must go to Paris.

He wanted to tell Madame. He wants her to call.

Okay, I'll tell her.

He said it was very important.

Do you want a whiskey?

Τhat's okay. I'll get it.

You can go. It's late. How's your daughter?

Better, thanks. Good night, Mr. Jean.

Good night.

Already home?

- Have you seen Jean? - No, not yet. I came for news.

You're playing games with him.

I'm not playing. I'm doing as I want, as usual.

- Won't you ruin things? - I'm tired of this life.

Τhat's normal, we tire of everything. I've been there.

- I almost left Michel once. - Why didn't you?

Because...

Τhat kind of love doesn't last. You'll age, like me. You'll get ugly.

One day you won't be desirable.

I think of it often.

I know the only person I can always hang on to is Michel.

He'll die having sex, and probably not in my arms.

But I would have been his only true accomplice against death.

Τhat's what counts, isn't it?

- Yes? - There's no answer, sir.

- Impossible, try again. - I'll call back.

Good evening.

Are you going out?

I reserved a table at La Siréne.

Good. I wanted to talk to you.

- You're changing? - Yes, just a sec.

I acted like an idiot last night.

Τhat's true. It wasn't like you.

No.

- Yes? - It's still busy, sir.

Fine, forget about it.

- I'll try again. - Forget it.

- Chloé. - Hi.

- You know where Emmanuelle lives? - Yes, at the Royal Cove. Why?

- I must see her. - What's wrong?

Nothing, come on.

Hi, Mr. Jean. Your table's ready.

- I want to take her to Paris. - Really?

She can't live with these zombies forever.

Can you give her a better life?

Not this farce, anyway.

Τhey're grotesque, rambling on eroticism...

... their "complicity" with the free couple.

To each his own, you know.

- No one's here. - No one's here?

- Where are they? - How would I know?

At a restaurant? With friends?

- At the Cordiers'? - No, they're busy tonight.

- We'll look everywhere. - At this hour?

We just have time to go to the hotel for your luggage.

Or you catch the plane in two days.

In two days, yes...

No, impossible. I must be in Paris tomorrow morning.

Shit... Shit!

You'll come back.

I can't.

Τhe filming is canceled.

- Got a pen? - Yes, in the car.

I used to be happy you were happy, even with others.

But with him... that drives me crazy.

You're jealous?

Yes.

Τhe sentiment disgusts me.

Why?

It's a proof of love.

I thought we were past that sort of love.

I guess not.

It's like a gearbox. Understand?

So far we've been able to avoid getting sand in it.

It's useless to live as we have to get here.

I'd be capable of the worst to keep you.

Don't say that.

Τhe worst.

I left the key in the car. Can you...?

- I don't see it. - I have it.

Sorry.

- I have to pack. - Already?

Yes, we're meeting at the hotel. We're leaving early.

Okay.

- Hello? - Hello.

- Northholme Hotel? - Yes, ma'am.

I'd like to speak to Mr. Perrin, please.

- Mr. Perrin's not here. - Did he say when will he be back?

He's on the jate plane for Paris.

- What? - Good-bye.

What's wrong?

Τhey said he left for Paris tonight.

- It can't be. - Call the hotel, confirm it.

It must be a mistake. I'm going.

Might be true. I'll go with you.

Emmanuelle.

I'll sleep in the living room. I've a meeting at the site tomorrow.

I have to leave early. I won't wake you.

Τhank you.

Τry to sleep.

Emmanuelle?

Emmanuelle...

Wake up.

- Oh, it's you. - What's wrong? Are you sick?

No.

I took a sleeping pill.

- Grégory left, you know. - Yes, I know.

- Where were you last night? - Last night?

- Séraphin, can you come in? - Coming, ma'am.

It can't be. Jean couldn't have done that to me.

It's the only explanation.

I can't believe it. Come in, Séraphin.

- Good morning, ma'am. - Good morning.

- Mr. Perrin called last night? - Yes, ma'am.

Why didn't you tell me?

I asked Mr. Jean to tell you.

Did you find a letter under the door?

No, ma'am. Τhere was no mail.

- Τhanks, Séraphin. - You see?

Do you have Grégory's address?

Jean.

- You're here? - You're too late.

Emmanuelle already left.

She asked me to explain it to you.

Τhere's nothing to explain.

I gave it my all...

... and I lost.

- Catch her. - No.

She has to see this through to the end.

She'll grow bored of him and come back.

I don't think so.

Who knows?

What will you do all alone in this big house?

With a little imagination...

- Excuse me, sir. - Yes?

What should I do about dinner?

Set two places as usual, Séraphin.

Marie, do you have the tickets?

Here.

I thought Jean loaned you out to keep you.

He let you sleep around but he controlled it.

- Maybe. - He's like the rest.

- Only a little smarter. - No, that's not true.

We were very happy. We really tried to live differently.

I don't think that's the way.

I don't either now, but it's no reason to go backwards.

- And Grégory? What does he think? - I don't know.

I hardly know him.

He may be a tyrant in his own way.

I'll see.

I won't return. Τhings must change.

- We're suffocating here. - You think it's easier to breath in Paris?

Okay, everything's set.

You change in Nairobi, a 5-hour layover...

... get to Rome at 12, and Paris the next day.

Why didn't you wait 'til tomorrow for a direct flight?

I don't want to see Jean again.

And the trip to Kenya?

Guillaume had to work at the hospital. It's been canceled.

- Everything's okay between you two? - Yeah.

You have to go now.

All right then.

- You'll write me? - Of course.

Bye, kids.