Bye bye, Barbara Page #2

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So I shut up.

Come on, your curls are pretty.

I'm glad you're here.

I didn't want to be alone.

Put on a disc, don't talk too much

and be very much in love. OK?

Yes, bastard. OK. Bastard.

Oh, you have Bye Bye Barbara.

No, not that one.

After all, yes, put it on,

and come close.

- Where is Dimitri?

- At the stone.

Nothing new?

Trifles.

You're rather curious, heart of stone,

for a simply curious guy.

- Ah, she's not really his daughter.

- No.

He married the mother when the girl

was 13, and when she died, adopted her.

The daughter.

Paula Micheli was insured 300 million

old francs for his adoptive father.

Bloody idiots.

And you call that an accident?

- Excuse me?

- I suggest a title.

Daddy sabotages scooter

to kill girlie and get a big cake.

Oh, darling, calm down.

What would Micheli do with 300

million, that's just his taxes.

- Do you know him well?

- No, but he's loaded.

- Is that all?

- Yes.

Who can tell me more?

He doesn't yet have as a nice voice

as his mother.

Is Agla here?

Agla,

I'd like to talk to you a minute.

Why only a minute?

Don't shoot the husband, he's nobody.

You know my daughter is yours

whenever you want, love.

You're paid for knowing everybody.

I can recognize some of them

at night.

- Hugo Micheli?

- The singer? He is out, out.

- No, not the singer.

- No?

Hugo Micheli, a theater director,

but why are you talking about

a singer, you're confusing me?

Michel... he is loaded,

houses, women.

His current wife was a model,

his first or second one

was a star of the Folies Bergres,

Yasmine Rosette something...

- Why are you stopping?

- But that's all.

You killed me darling,

my head is like a squeezed lemon.

Thanks for the lemonade.

Don't forget, tomorrow

Yes yes.

You should talk to Bernard,

he's nosing around, he knows a lot.

Raphal, news.

May I.

I met Paula Micheli two days ago.

News?

Is Raphael there?

Then, give me his address.

Thanks.

And I don't believe

she had an accident.

Why?

They say she was drunk.

She didn't have her papers by herself,

and they are found in the car.

And Micheli...

Well, keep me posted, my boy,

I like entertainment.

- Hi beauty, is Daddy home?

- No.

- Mom?

- Sleeping.

- And do you know where he is Daddy?

- No pal, I ain't her nanny.

Right.

So Lily, I heard

you are being interviewed?

And it's bugging you.

They can't believe

that a journalist has come to see me.

And what are you going to write?

An article on the music hall glories.

You-re young for a journalist.

Look at me, am I not handsome?

Well, I'm even smarter.

This is my press book.

- Were you married?

- Yes, with a bastard.

I must go back for

the change of scene.

Don't forget to return it.

Why was he a bastard?

Silly question, why one

is a bastard, you're a bastard.

Right.

We met here, there. I was the star.

And little Micheli got me.

I was his first step.

But when one wants to get

to the top of the stairs,

the first step is not useful

for a long time.

I was useful one year.

Don't forget to return my press book.

She swallowed I don't know

how many tubes of whatever

- and she jumped into her pool.

- Empty or full?

Jerry, my love.

Birth in the morning, death at night.

God gives, God takes back. Got a light?

Excuse me, I need to see Raphael.

So long, Baby.

Jrme Thomas.

The paper told me I'd find you here.

- Yes.

- Can I see you a minute?

Now you don't have time, just a word.

- Do you know Hugo Micheli?

- Yes.

Well?

Listen, I'm the only one who knows

he killed his mother when he was 3.

- Perfect.

- Good.

I have a friend at the vice squad,

Eterlou,

I'll call him and

we'll meet in 2 hours.

You'll see,

he's even brighter than me.

He can show you pictures of little

Hugo killing his mother.

I don't like rugby, what about you?

- I do.

- That's him. Eterlou.

Jrme Thomas.

How did he make his fortune? Simple.

Either he's very honest,

or he's very clever.

Because I've never heard

anything wrong about him

He put on a few plays

that were big successes

He even wrote one. Not bad. A comedy.

A theater.

You've also mentioned a club.

Is there no racket

in that kind of business?

There is, but if he had had problems,

we would have known.

Recent problems?

A deal that went wrong?

Hundred kilos of cocaine he bought

thinking it was flour

and he had a hard time to sell it?

Easy.

When you are 6 months late

in your payments,

you better avoid rough gestures,

Mr. Micheli.

I avoid what I feel like, again,

I'll fix the accounts.

And again, our condolences, for the

misfortune that has fallen on you,

so opportunely, dear Mr. Micheli.

- He went home.

- Report.

- Yes?

- Mr. Thomas?

Yes.

Hold on, Mr. Micheli

wants to talk to you.

Hey, the boss.

- Mr. Thomas?

- Who's speaking?

Hugo Micheli.

Hold on, I'll see if

Mr. Thomas is there.

Hello? Jrme Thomas.

- Good evening Mr. Thomas.

- Who's speaking?

- Hugo Micheli.

- Good evening Mr. Micheli.

- You like joking, Mr. Thomas.

- I like joking, Mr. Micheli.

Can I ask you to come and see me,

Mr. Thomas, at this address...

Jrme Thomas.

Do you like playing, Mr. Thomas?

Yes, rugby, when I have time.

I don't understand, Mr. Thomas,

your aggression towards me.

I've just lost my daughter

whom I loved...

I loved.

A little bit of humanity,

is it really too much to ask?

I don't know.

I've heard that you went to see

my first wife.

What did you expect

to learn from her?

What have you learned?

Nothing. I am convinced of it.

I am irreproachable, Mr. Thomas.

Before men at least.

Before the gods, if they exist, it's

their business, not yours, I think.

Must one be a club member to play?

- Have you listened to me, Mr. Thomas?

- Yes yes.

And you have nothing to say?

Do you like rugby?

I actually like rugby.

Do you know what's on Sunday?

Narbonne - Dax in the final

at Colombes.

Right.

I've just thought that I'll have

many interviews,

many articles to write

and basically that whole business

is not mine.

Now I'd like to buy a few chips,

and play a little, if possible.

No, please, you are my guest.

One hundred thousand in chips

for the gentleman. Good luck.

Dimitri asked that you come

and see him.

Alright.

You wanted to see me, Marguerite?

Yes, Micheli's daughter case

is settled,

the experts concluded accident.

And you, anything new?

Back to our seats.

- No regrets?

- With regrets.

But nowadays, comrade,

regrets pass so quickly...

No time to be romantic and

find out why a girl died.

There are so many alive, you have

to hurry pinching their bums

before they slip

through your fingers.

Hi. Have you seen what happened

under the scrum before the last kick?

No, it was very confusing.

Well, never mind.

Can the camera go back

a little to the left, it's important.

Stop.

Where is it in the stand?

Jeannot, where is it?

A little to the left

of the press stand, downwards.

Thanks.

Mr. Thomas?

- Mr. Thomas?

- Yes.

I was given this for you.

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