All language subtitles for Absolut.2004.1080p.WEB-DL.AAC2.0.H.264-eng

Those guys with
the armbands are cops.

They've got a great stylist.

-Let's put it on the website.
-Good idea.

-Beer?
-Yeah.

We're in shit.
Is it coming along?

-We have to move fast.
-It's moving.

I wanted to tell you. I'm done.

With what? A game?

Yeah. Take it out if you want.

It's all set.
We can start whenever you want.

I didn't think
it would work.

Will you come try it?

-What?
-City Runner.

There's a part
where you can beat up cops.

Some other time.
I have to work tonight.

-Ciao.
-Ciao.

Activists refuse to comment
yesterday's protest in Geneva.

The protest was part of it.

It sets the tone for
the days ahead.

In three weeks,
the World Leader Summit

opens at
the Gstaad Congress Center.

This year...

Lucie?

There you are.

Where were you?

I was at the press conference
on yesterday's raid.

The Indymedia images
clearly show

the cops disguised as hooligans.

Imagine the mess.

Then outside, there were
more cops in combat gear,

right at the entrance.

Once the fake hooligans were in,
they blocked the entrance.

Inside, you see the Fiasko guys
trying to calm the cops down.

Then the cops start
smashing everything,

then you see them get
Molotov cocktails,

stupid things like that.

They could've used a warrant,
but didn't.

Maybe they wanted to see if
their batons still worked.

Maybe they were told
to let the situation fester.

If that's what they wanted,
they sure succeeded.

Hand me some panties?

Not bad this one.

-What do you think?
-About?

The newscast.

-Interesting.
-Interesting?

That's ideal propaganda,
we're guilty, antidemocratic...

Alex!

Can't you talk about
something else, just once?

-You forgot last Sunday's talk?
-No, I didn't.

-It's just that...
-I didn't stop thinking about it

and I'm not happy.
A child needs both his parents

to talk to him,
to play with him, to...

You'll never be able
to find the time.

-How dare you say this?
-Look at you, look at us...

We plan our conversations,

we never talk about us, you
devote yourself to the world.

To see you naked, I have
to catch you in the shower.

-What are you talking about?
-Everything!

This arrangement sucks.

-You forgot about shopping?
-Don't be ridiculous.

I just didn't have time.
Can't you understand?

I understand very well, Alex.
I always do.

But it's pissing me off
and you don't get it.

I don't care about shopping.

What I want is to eat together
from time to time.

I'd love to have a child,
but not with...

Lucie!

Lucie, wait!

The WLS is in three weeks. Until
then, I need to commit fully.

After, I'll have more time
to discuss this.

I don't know if I'll still
be here in three weeks.

-Hello.
-Hello.

Alex!

-A drink?
-No, not tonight.

-I have stuff to do.
-OK. Do it well then.

-See you later!
-Ciao.

How can you carry this around?
Lucie has one too.

She got really angry today.

She doesn't get
I don't have time...

Mind you, it's a good thing
she doesn't...

Stop it! I'm really scared
she'll leave me!

OK, so what? We give up,
is that what you want?

Damn, I've been working
on this for months.

And I've been cleaning their
shitty offices for two years.

It's working.
You only need to install it.

Sorry.

-Let's do this.
-Listen well.

The virus will become active
on the WLS opening day.

Until then, every three days,
it'll make a false payment,

-so that they don't forget us.
-That's stupid.

Once the virus is installed,
we send them this message:

"Upon official cancellation
of the World Leader Summit,

we will send Interbank Clearing
Corporation the antivirus."

-A bit starchy, no?
-Rewrite it, I won't get mad.

Lower, you'll find
a mailing list.

You've got the ICC, the WLS,
but also all the Summit guests.

-Impressive collection!
-Easy as pie.

Anyone could've broken into
their server.

-Ciao.
-Hi.

-Beer?
-Small one.

Two beers, please.

I can't believe it.

How long does it take
to install the virus?

About 3 minutes.

-It depends on the computer.
-I've got 5 to clean the office.

If I go over,
the alarm goes off.

That's plenty.

-It's crazy, it's so small.
-It's a Bluetooth card.

It generates the same impulses
as a keyboard.

It sends signals straight to
the computer.

Just slide it under
the keyboard.

-I know. Is it reliable?
-100%. Only you can mess up.

That's reassuring.

Tomorrow's D-day?

That leaves us three weeks
till the Summit. It's perfect.

Death to WLS.

Who are you?

I'm a doctor.

You're in intensive care.

-I'm in a hospital?
-Yes.

What happened?

-You had an accident.
-What?

-Call Dr. König, please.
-Right away.

You were hit by a car.

No kidding.

I can't remember anything.

You're just out of a coma.

Coma?

How long was I in a coma?

Today is the 21st of August.

The accident happened
the evening of the 18th,

while you were coming home
from work.

I can't even remember that.

What are the last things
you remember?

The bar. I was in a bar
with a friend.

Do you remember the date?

The day before.

Before the bar,
I was at the workshop, at work.

Then...

At home with Lucie.

I remember it all.

Very good.

After the bar,
you probably went home.

You went to bed.

I don't know.

There's no need to worry.

You've forgotten some events,
but only those that happened

in the last few hours
before the accident.

Hello, Mr. Bühler.

My name is König,
I work in neuropsychology.

The crown...

Forgive me.

We were celebrating
some very good news.

You're another cause
to celebrate.

How do you feel?

All right.

My throat and head hurt a bit.
But mostly, I...

He has retrograde amnesia
of up to 24 hours.

Besides that,
he reacts very well.

Don't worry.

As soon as you
leave intensive care,

we'll run a series of tests
on your memory.

Mr. Bühler, I'm really happy
you regained consciousness.

Everything will be fine.

-See you later.
-See you.

Bye.

...a massive sale followed,
causing the shares to lose

28% of their value. IBSU
sold its shares at a 9% loss,

and other shareholders followed.
To the extent that tonight,

N-com is nearly ruined. IBSU
lost ¤3.6 million in 3 hours.

A few isolated
shareholders profited.

Market experts are stunned. Some
believe it's insider dealing...

-How are you?
-Fine, thank you.

I've brought your things.

Thank you.

Is something missing?

Yes...

A card.

It's like a credit card,
but thicker.

Are you sure
you had it on you that day?

Yes.

Well, no.

I don't know.

We put aside all items
belonging to patients.

You can have visits tomorrow.
Goodnight.

-Goodnight.
-Goodnight.

Hello. You've reached
Hard and Soft,

the garden
of computing pleasures.

Departures are from Monday
to Saturday, 10 am to 7 pm.

Please note that this answering
machine doesn't record insults.

C'mon, Fred, call me back!

Thanks.

Hi.

You all right?

It's good to see you.

-Come here, you.
-What are you playing at?

I just came to see how you were.

Thank you for calling,
I was worried.

Lucie, wait.

What's going on?
You're still mad at me?

Mad?

I dunno. You're so formal.

"Thank you. I was worried."

What's that about?

Don't pretend, Alex.
Please, just for once.

-What are you talking about?
-C'mon, stop it! It's over!

What's over?

When did it happen?

The day of your accident.

You don't remember?

I've lost my memory of that day.

Guess it's a sign that I forgot
the day you left me.

I didn't move out
that day, did I?

Because I wouldn't
remember where I went.

No.

-You're the one who moved?
-Not yet.

Listen...

I'm sorry you had to find out
this way. I didn't think...

-Can I do something for you?
-No, I'm fine.

There they are.

-Hello. Hello, Mr. Bühler.
-Hello, Doctor.

I bring you a second visitor.
See you later.

Mr. Pralong, my manager.
My friend Lucie.

Miss.
I hope you're all right?

-I'm fine.
-I admit I feel responsible.

We shouldn't have let you
go home after you fainted.

Fainted?

We found you on the floor
next to your vacuum cleaner.

You went beyond the 5 minutes
and it triggered the alarm.

-That means...
-Yes.

I'm sorry. It's not fair in
your case, but what can you do?

It's a policy that doesn't
tolerate exceptions.

We'll miss you.

It's nice of you to have come.

It's the least I could do.

Perhaps I should
leave you alone.

Miss.

Believe me, I'm happy
to see you up and about.

Thanks. Bye.

What's unfair?

Whoever triggers
the alarm is fired.

You're not serious?

This fainting...

Did you notice anything?

No, not really.

The last time we saw each other
is when we split up.

Maybe it affected you
more than you showed.

Of course it affected me.
It affects me now.

And what happened
the day before?

You came home late.
You'd had a drink with Fred.

-Have you heard from him?
-I told him about you.

-He has since disappeared.
-Disappeared?

What is it?
You want me to call somebody?

-Does it hurt?
-No, no, I'm okay.

-I think I need some rest.
-Shall I take you to your room?

No, I'll stay here.

Okay, I'm going, then.

I agree with your doctor.
We don't need to keep you here

any longer.

We saw your scan this morning
and there is no doubt:

your brain hemorrhage
is completely resorbed.

As for your amnesia,
I can propose something to you.

I am head of a research program.

In this context,
I have developed a trans-cranial

magnetic stimulation system.

We're now at phase 3

and are conducting
the last series of tests.

This treatment could help me
regain my memory of that day?

It's very likely, but I can't
promise anything yet.

-Any risks?
-We've sometimes observed

a state of mild confusion
that disappears during the day.

Generally, what do people
who have amnesia like me do?

Nothing.

People aren't frantic to recover
their memory of one day.

Setting up the electrodes
is always a bit tedious.

Don't move.

-How long will it take?
-About 30 minutes.

You can go home afterwards.

Perfect.

Lucie?

Everything okay?

I'll remove the electrodes.

This is crazy.

For me, the test was a success.

You react very well to
the stimuli and I think that...

Wait! What have you done to me?

It's normal to feel
a little unsettled.

That's why we have
a psychological follow-up.

I'll leave you with Dr. Tarkova.
You'll tell her your feelings...

-I've nothing to tell her.
-You'll only say what you want.

The day of the accident
is still a blur...

Mr. Bühler, it was only a test.

-I don't want your therapy.
-We'll explain...

Don't make a rash decision.

I don't feel easy
with that sort of thing.

Can I go now?

Hello. You've reached
Hard and Soft, the garden of...

Shit!

-Hi, Luca!
-Alex!

-How are you?
-I'm fine. How about you?

Lucie said you lost your memory?

-Yeah, but I remember you.
-Smart ass. It's not funny.

-Do you know where Fred is?
-I was going to ask you that.

-I'll drop by.
-Okay.

Lucie?

I'll call you back.

Me too. Ciao.

I dive in for two seconds.

How come you're moving out?

That's what we decided.

Decided!

I need a change of scene,
I feel like changing everything!

I started sorting out my stuff.

It's incredible how much
we've accumulated in 3 years.

I don't know
if I'll keep the apartment.

I might have to start writing
for a newspaper.

-Funny they don't mention it.
-What?

The accident.

Not one word. Nothing!

Come on, Alex. They don't
talk about every accident.

What is it? Is something wrong?

I'm fine.

If you want me to help you,
you have to talk to me.

What's going on?

The evening of the accident,
I was going to do something.

I don't know if I did it or not.

I gotta talk to Fred.
Only he knows what happened.

You were together?

-Tell me where he is.
-I don't know!

Thank you for dinner.

You're welcome.

The car came from here.

So, after work, I walked past
the square, crossed the street,

-and that's where it happened.
-That's what we think too.

And the driver?

The driver... Théodore Lambert.

He works in the shopping center.

When we arrived,
he was in a state of shock.

Alex?

-Are you okay?
-Yeah, I'm all right.

Missed again, huh?
It's getting pathetic.

The screeching of the tires
made me look outside the window.

I saw a car stopping
and a guy lying beside it.

I didn't know it was you.
I found out later.

-So we didn't work together?
-No.

You insisted you wanted
to do the basement.

And then?

Three ICC guys ran to you

and I imagine
they called the ambulance.

Did you see who they were?

No, I just saw
they came from the ICC.

-What else?
-Honestly...

Anything... even details.

You came to work
with a flashy new Walkman.

-Not your style at all.
-Yes. I only used it once.

I can't believe it...

-I didn't mean to interrupt.
-No, I was on my way.

-See you later.
-Ciao, Rachid.

I almost didn't recognize you
without your white coat.

-You're all right?
-I'm fine.

Except for my memory.

I wanted to apologize
for the way I left.

It wasn't... very polite.

You were upset by
the experience, I imagine.

It was like a dream, but real...

Almost too real.

-Yes, I know.
-You know what I saw?

No, I know what it does, not
the content of your thoughts.

-Is there a way to find out?
-That's impossible.

What we know is which part
of your brain was active,

and at which moment.

For instance, activity
in an area of long-term memory,

indicates a re-emerging memory.

But if the activity happens
in the associative cortex,

it tells us
you are inventing something new.

Now, if this activity
in the associative cortex

is accompanied by activity
in the claustrum, we can deduce

that you're having
an erotic fantasy.

If, on top of it,
the short-term memory is active,

it's likely that a recent event
is part of this fantasy.

That's where my work begins.

I match what the patient tells
me to the data from the machine.

The more he talks to me,
the easier my task.

But I respect his silence.

The patient
is the one who decides.

...the prosecution
couldn't prove that access

to the WLS server
had been properly protected.

Finally, Geneva's Chambre
d'accusation ruled that the mere

act of copying e-mail addresses
and credit card numbers

doesn't prove that the hacker
intended to profit financially

or to destroy data.

The imprisonment of the young
computer engineer was based on

an article of the Penal Code
which carries severe penalties

for anyone who accesses
protected data.

This condition being unmet, the
Court sided with the defendant.

What my client has done
is not illegal.

What's illegal is the careless
way with which the WLS

treated the information
concerning its members.

The Chambre d'accusation
freed my client,

who had a clean record, and this
should have happened long ago.

You're okay?

Shit.

-Is it Fred?
-I don't know.

I'm gonna do this therapy
anyway. It can't hurt.

Sure.

-I did the groceries.
-So did I.

I'll cook something for us.

-You're not hungry?
-Yes, I am.

Don't stay here, please.
Get moving.

Five cops to put some tape
in front of a broken door.

That's team spirit!

Hello.
Do you know what happened?

Yes. Burglary.

It's the guy from the workshop,
you know him.

-Yes, I know him.
-We haven't seen him in a while.

-What happened to him?
-I don't know.

-He was a bit weird, wasn't he?
-He was. Never came for a drink.

Hello. I have an appointment
with Dr. König.

I'll tell her. You can go ahead.

Are you feeling okay?

I'm fine.

Did you remember anything new?

No. Unfortunately not.

Excuse me.

That's fine.

August 29, 9:55 a.m.

Alex Bühler,
second session on König II.

The patient didn't have
any spontaneous recollections

since the preliminary session.

So, it's like last time.
Focus on the pictures.

And try to stay awake
for as long as possible.

All right.

YELLOW

BLUE

YELLOW

RED

Okay, do it. I'm watching you.

It's okay, but you
could've dressed better.

You'll be filmed
by four cameras.

-And gazed at by a fat watchman.
-What do you know?

It may be broadcast
on every channel in the world.

-It's up to you, buddy.
-And up to this.

Yes. There are 12 steps
in the installation.

At each step,
the number goes up by one,

as if you were getting
to the next song.

During the installation,
you'll hear the Young Gods.

When it's over,
the installation is complete.

-Don't you have anything calmer?
-It's very calm.

Anyway, it's too late
to change it.

So the installation
finishes with the music?

Right.

The last three steps have
nothing to do with installation.

They'll erase all traces
from their system.

-It could help.
-That's right.

Extra safety: If you press
both buttons at the same time,

you erase the virus program.
You never know.

Let's do a transmission test.

Press "Play."

Move a little.

No, not like that. Like this.

Okay, that's good.
Move away a little.

Perfect.

Will the window appear
during the installation?

Of course not.

Don't forget to move
the mouse once a minute.

Or else the computer will ask me
for the password. I know.

-Want a beer?
-Sure.

Brain activity occurred
at the back of the hippocampus,

an area inactive until now.

Feeling better?

These dreams are really...

-You mean the sessions?
-Yes.

Is it true or not?

May I?

Did I imagine it or is it...

the memory of an actual event
I experienced?

If tomorrow we talk
about what's going on now,

we won't remember
the exact same things.

What you've seen today, is
what you'd be able to remember

were it not for the accident.

-Wanna talk about it?
-No.

It's just a detail.

It's up to you.

We could make
faster progress,

if we sort this kind
of detail.

YOUR LOCK HAS BEEN CHANGED
BY POLICE ORDER.

MESSAGE HAS BEEN SENT.

-Oh hi!
-Hi!

-So how did it go?
-Did you see Fred?

-No, why?
-His keys were in the lock.

-You're hallucinating...
-That would explain the panties.

I don't get it.

The ones I gave you after
we screwed in the shower.

The night of the accident,
I found them in Fred's pocket.

My panties in his pocket?

You're off your rocker.

Is that even worthy
of an answer?.

First of all, I don't
give my panties away.

Second of all, I wouldn't cheat
on you with Fred.

He's unattractive.

-You've told me already.
-Which means?

You're misleading me.

Alex.

You're becoming
paranoid.

Is the therapist
messing with your mind?

I can't go on, Alex.
I want out.

-You're serious?
-Totally.

I've tried everything,
I'm at my wits' end.

Don't sulk now! You won't
even notice I'm gone.

I need you.

-I love you!
-Do you now?

So you want me to stay with you,
because you need me?

What I need or want,
you don't give a shit!

-It's two short weeks...
-Then it'll be something else,

-and so on and so forth.
-It's very important.

It won't happen again.

You're not gonna ruin everything
for two weeks?

Lucie!

OK.

Here's what I propose:

Take your two weeks. But spend
the evening with me tonight.

Let's do something
together.

-Tomorrow night.
-Why? Your cleaning job?

You call them and you tell
them you're sick.

I have an appointment after.

Lucie!

Hi.

I'm gonna get in trouble
if it's not clean.

Thank you.

Nothing unusual on the video.

-Can I put all this away?
-Yes.

-Are you OK?
-Yes. Can I have five seconds?

By all means. Call the IT guy.

Please check the computer log.

Can I?

It was inactive
during my absence.

-Your cleaning guy may go.
-Come with me.

Are you OK?

Stimulation provoked
intense brain activity.

I've also noticed an increase
in cardio-respiratory activity.

Once again, the patient's
speech was fragmented.

Hello!

Sacha, I didn't tell you,
because I wanted to protect you.

I believed in your moral
and scientific integrity.

I never thought you could
be manipulated. And now...

Nothing's changed!

What could I have done without
the grant from the Foundation?

Give up? So close to our goal?

Put away.

Bluetooth.

Computer log.

-Hello.
-Hello.

-Hello.
-Hello, sir.

It's you!

-I have to talk to you.
-Can't it wait till tomorrow?

-That'll be 2.80.
-It'll take two seconds.

Listen, I had a bad day.

Thanks.

It's better if we talk tomorrow.

OK. See you tomorrow then.

See you tomorrow.

-Your change.
-Sorry.

Just two seconds.

I must've lost them.

Either that or Gabrielle
took them.

Sorry for the inconvenience.

12.

Can I put away?

Bluetooth.

Computer log.

Shit.

Out.

You're out of your mind.

Bitches!

"Mr. Bühler, I can't
know what you're dreaming of..."

-Maybe they didn't get it all.
-But you did?

They could very well test their
crap on a loser like me.

Maybe they even called the cops.

Although I don't think this
tape is evidence. Not anymore.

What's wrong?

You were bummed out that night
I asked you to stay with me!

I should've accepted.

You could've told me.

Nobody knew. Really nobody.

It was a matter of security.

It's a matter of trust.

You can never be too cautious.

I even forgot the card
under the keyboard.

Apparently, they didn't find it.
They would've questioned you.

Question a guy with amnesia?

I'd have to talk to Fred.
He didn't call you?

You're kidding, right?

I didn't give him my panties!
I didn't sleep with him.

I don't give a shit about him.
I only care about you.

-What are you doing here?
-I'm returning this, as usual.

Thanks.

I didn't mean to interrupt,
but I got this postcard.

It looks like
Fred's handwriting.

"Gas station, Sept. 7, 11 a.m.
Bring City Runner."

So much intrigue over a game!

-All right, I better go.
-Thanks.

Sorry for earlier.

I don't know
whom to trust anymore.

-What's that?
-Something at the hospital.

That's Tarkova.

And that's König.

You knew this project could
further medical research,

save people who've lost hope.

You also knew it could
be used for unethical reasons.

In spite of that,
you've trusted me.

I'm lucky to be surrounded
by such a team.

You've supported me even
when funding was cut.

-I'll never forget this.
-Me neither.

Let's toast to the good news.

Good news?

Excuse me, Doctor, Mr. Bühler
regained consciousness.

Thank you.

The tape doesn't prove
everything.

Good. Now, he has a reason
to come back.

We have an appointment
in half an hour.

What if he speaks to the media?

We lose our funding.

The army takes over
our research.

We lose everything.

There's only one solution.

That'll over-stimulate...

He has to forget
the last few days.

It might cause
identity disturbance.

Sacha!

If we stop our work now,

thousands of people will be
stuck with disturbed identities.

Let me talk to him.

Maybe he doesn't know anything
and you're worrying for nothing.

You can try if you want, but do
prepare the program.

I'm going to psychiatry.
A difficult case is on the way.

We may need help to get him
to do another session.

Patient Bühler.

September 7 session.

Gabrielle asked me
to install P27-extended.

Hi.

-You lied to me!
-Lied?

You told me you couldn't know
what I see during our sessions.

That's correct.

Last time, we stimulated by
mistake the language area,

which explains why you talked
during the session.

I talked it over with
Dr. König yesterday.

Don't forget it's still at
the experimental stage.

Errors can occur.

We apologize for that.

So our meeting in town was
coincidental, I suppose?

I have to admit it was
partly organized.

You were the ideal candidate
for our tests.

We had to try our luck again.

And you recovered
part of your memory, no?

It was worth it.

Given the results, we need
one or two more sessions.

I've nothing new to learn.

Some details might resurface.

Also, I'd like to make sure
the stimulation

of the language area ceased.

We can watch the video after.

OK.

Dr. König has spent a lifetime
developing this system.

We've reached the end
stage of our studies.

Soon medicine will have a device
to treat neurological patients.

Recovery will happen faster
and at a lesser cost.

Who's funding your research?

The National Science Foundation.

-No private funding?
-Yes. From time to time.

Right now, it's the ICC.

In exchange, you rummage
through my brain.

You've taken risks,
because if this gets out...

You think you're stronger
than the others?

What do you think I was doing?

I was about to blur your mind!

Wait! You won't be able
to leave the hospital.

The ICC people are waiting
for you.

I'll show you
the staff entrance.

Wait, two minutes ago, you were
blurring my mind and now...

But I didn't do it!

-I'm coming back.
-What do you need?

-Evidence.
-Wait!

Here. It's got all the records.

Where do I drop you off?

Why are you doing this?

Answer me!

Where to?

Straight ahead.

-Who is she?
-My doctor.

-What's she doing here?
-She helped me escape.

Some guys from the ICC
were waiting for me.

Now we tie her to a tree,
or what?

We take her along.
She has stuff to tell us.

-Did you bring the game?
-Not now...

-Did you bring it?
-I did. Calm down.

It's got everything on it!

FOR LUCIE

I hope you brought
your toothbrush.

-Where are we going?
-On vacation.

-What do the ICC guys look like?
-No idea. I didn't see them.

-Did you see them?
-No.

At least we know.

I'm gonna call home.

I'll drive you straight to
the ICC, if you want.

-You need to call someone too?
-No.

-Is your phone off?
-Yes.

Can I see?

You're behind all
the Stock Exchange problems?

Not all. Only two per week.

You think they're gonna
cancel the WLS?

We'll see.

I doubt your plan
will change anything.

At least we tried.

Anybody here?

-Good evening.
-Good evening.

Would you have two rooms?

Fill in the forms and return
them to me before leaving.

Two days before the WLS,
wild rumors are going around:

some say the event
will be cancelled,

others that it'll be postponed.

The Minister of Security tried
to calm fears. He stated:

"My men control the situation,
and I will not tolerate

any provocation from
anti-WLS militants."

Why didn't you contact me
sooner?

Because I was scared,
what do you think?

I wanted to minimize the risks
I was taking.

What about you?

Why did you install it?
You knew you had no time.

I don't know.

I was in one of those states...
I really don't know.

It doesn't matter.
Beer?

You think we can manage
to avoid jail?

There's no reason
they should call the cops.

If the virus story gets out,
they risk a stock market crash.

Mind you, I prefer the cops
to the ICC guys.

In the meantime, I'll extract
the antivirus. You never know.

I'll go check up on her.

Are you OK?

Hello.

Are you OK?

Did you sleep well?

It's busy.

Alex, did you taste the pears?

Not yet. How are they?

-A little hard.
-And pretty huge.

I bet it was a special
delivery for us.

I don't get it.
Why not get us at the hotel?

It's true.
They weren't very discreet.

Good point.

-They wanted us to leave.
-Why?

-So they could chase us.
-It doesn't make any sense.

Don't drive so fast!

Why not call the police?

Shit, slow down...

We can't think!

It's not a bad idea to call
the cops.

So the ICC guys get searched too
and don't get the antivirus.

Shit!

What do you think, Alex?

What's this shit?

Put your hands on the car
and spread your legs.

Your papers, please.

Why do you behave like
gangsters?

We didn't know you were cops.
We got scared.

You ran out of the hotel. Why?

-It was a game.
-A game?

Yeah. We were at the hotel, we
couldn't get ourselves to leave,

so we thought: "Let's make
a run for the car."

Of course.

All clear.

Good.

Open the trunk, please.

-What's in the bag?
-Some personal items.

Do you mind?

-No luggage, madam?
-No.

-He wanted to surprise me.
-Who?

Alex.

No luggage either?

No, it would've ruined
the surprise.

Not bad.

Check what's in it.

I'm sorry, but it's very
fragile. I don't like it when...

-Just do it. It'll go faster.
-Open the recent documents file.

Then click on "absolut.exe."

It's not a document.
It doesn't open.

I'm a programmer
and I develop programs.

So it's a program.
Why can't we open it?

Of course you can, but it's
written in computer language.

Show us anyway.

Looks OK to me.

We'll let you carry on
with your surprise.

-What about the girl?
-Well, it was an accident.

Let's go!

So you've just watched the movie
for the first time.

I'd like to put this interview
at the end, like an epilogue.

So start by
introducing yourself,

I mean start by saying
who you are in the movie.

I am the character
you named Lucie.

Do you identify with it?

Yes.

But you told the story,

from the point of view of
the character you called Alex.

For me, the story
actually starts now...

at the end of your movie.

Tell us about it.

I received the psychiatrist's
tape, Alex had sent me.

I received it the day
the WLS opened.

That tape allowed me...

to reconstruct the story.

So I was waiting for him
to come back.

I wanted to hear from him.
But I wasn't getting anything.

Obviously.

A month and a half later,
I went to the police,

and I asked them to investigate,
I even brought them the tape.

They opened an investigation,
but it was stalling.

They kept stonewalling,

to a point where
I didn't know who...

was in charge...

anymore.

That's it.
My house was broken in twice.

The second time,
they smashed everything.

I got scared, so I went abroad.

This is it.

How did you
find out about their death?

In the newspapers.

The newspapers were sent to me.

That's it.
One day, I stumbled upon

an article that said they had
been found in a lake, in a car.

It was horrible, just like
you showed us,

only we'll never know how it
actually occurred.

We'll never know.

That's all.

OK, thank you.

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