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myself into? I must be cursed.

Maybe I had a tiny chance

to get out of this, but no.

You had to blow it!

Please, stop scrawling!

Alex, are you sure? And then?

What else?

I won't shout, I promise. Be nice.

What happened to Alex?

Did he give you an address,

a phone number?

Was it long or short?

Short?

Then it was an order or a warning.

He's not coming any more?

Yes, he's coming?

When, tomorrow?

Later?

Earlier?

Tonight?

- What are you doing here?

- I'm coming to help you.

Look, it's 2 am. At this time,

I deserve to be left alone. Go to bed.

- Let me in. I'll wait for him with you.

- I'm not expecting anybody.

Avenue Jean Jaurs.

I knew it wasn't far!

- Is this the loony bin?

- The psychiatric clinic, yes.

You see, we finally found your joint.

Hey, mister, we're here.

- You don't say!

- Your taxi's empty.

I'm sure I picked someone up.

- Having some trouble?

- Go to bed, I don't need you.

Don't be foolish, Doctor.

Let the old dog deal with new tricks.

You are too young.

What did you do with your client?

Nothing.

I'm just as annoyed as you are.

You're going to be more annoyed!

Where did you lose your fare?

- Try to remember.

- Don't interfere!

People always remember for us.

Where did you drop him?

Nowhere.

We came straight here.

Excuse me, Doctor.

- He jumped on the way, is that it?

- He could have.

When you look for your way

at night in these awful suburbs,

you have to drive slowly.

I had to stop a couple of times

to read some signs.

You would have heard the door.

Don't you start!

You think I don't have enough trouble?

Who's going to pay?

- Up yours!

- Please!

- I will compensate you.

- That's kind of you.

- Do you have change for 10,000?

- Yes. 15 and 3... there you are.

- Give me your papers.

- Are you joking?

- You heard her!

- You'll give them back?

- That depends on you.

- Stay here!

- What did he look like?

- I didn't see him.

- You're lying!

- I swear!

I was in a bar and a friend told me

that a client was waiting in the car.

He was in the corner and he said,

"To Maisons-Laffite".

So I drove off and he gave me

the address on the way.

- You didn't turn round once?

- No.

- You didn't see him in the mirror?

- He was in the corner behind me!

You're starting to get on my nerves!

Give me my papers!

- He's pig-headed.

- You little runt. Nobody asked you!

- Move along!

- Everybody has to live, Mrs Conny.

Earn your living, but shut your mouth.

They're personal papers,

not a newspaper!

Let me finish writing it down.

We won't let you go

without an explanation.

If you want an explanation,

come with me to the police.

The police?

I lost a client, I've got to declare it

to lost property.

Give me his papers!

- At last!

- You're happy now, so no fuss.

Enough! Now, clear off.

I'm out of here!

You don't impress me

with that scrapheap!

We'll get our own back!

What did he come for?

Come on, get back inside.

The joke is over.

- Are you proud of yourself?

- It's not my fault.

You saw it yourself.

There was nobody in the car.

That's not the point. You were

meant to spot the man on arrival.

- Did you spot him, yes or no?

- Spot who?

The taxi driver may have lied.

Maybe that client never existed.

- Can you prove it?

- Of course not.

- Too bad.

- I'm innocent.

- But you were there.

- So were you.

Precisely.

Someone has to be responsible.

- Good night, Miss.

- Yes, sleep well.

But sleep fast, in three hours and

twenty minutes, I'm waking you up.

Well, Doctor. Strange night, huh?

Yes. Strange night.

For your first lesson,

you were taught a lot.

Believe me, this is not a job

for amateurs. Good night.

Yes, good night.

How did you get in?

With these.

But you're not American.

- I'm German. Does that bother you?

- No, but Colonel Howard...

No names.

Well... our mutual friend

mentioned one of his agents.

So what? You're French

and you're working for the US.

Is my room ready?

Listen, I'm sorry you had to take

so many risks, but I'd like to ask you...

to beg you to leave.

Yes, I know.

I tried to contact the Colonel.

If I had reached him,

you wouldn't be here tonight.

I can't stand it any more.

This is too complicated for me.

Here.

- Here's the money I was given.

- I'm very tired.

Is my room ready, yes or no?

Yes.

Can you take me there discreetly?

Switch off the lamp.

Take my hand.

Lead me.

Careful with the first step.

- You didn't need a lesson last night.

- Me?

The taxi was empty

but the room is full.

- I assure you there is nobody here.

- I know, he's not here...

But he's hungry.

- Who's there?

- It's me, Malic.

Why this ridiculous knock?

- So that you know it's me.

- You still play games at your age.

- So? Do you know him?

- I can't see anything.

Shut the blinds!

Have you gone mad?

I'd have reason to!

If only you were in my shoes.

They're everywhere.

They come in and out, day and night.

- It's a nightmare.

- Go for a stroll.

I don't dare cross the street!

Passers-by aren't passers-by.

They're all here, still and motionless.

They wait. Behind each window,

someone is watching me.

- Stay at home.

- They come to my home!

- Don't let them in.

- I've got three here letting them in!

Where do they come from?

What do they want?

They're here. Friends or enemies?

Whose side are they on?

None and all.

They are agents.

But they must serve some country.

Don't be naive. Good information

always lies with your enemy.

To be welcomed

you don't go empty-handed.

You give a small piece of information

in order to get a big one.

And bigger ones

you exchange for what you can.

You don't put all your eggs

in one basket.

With all this giving and taking...

...here and there...

...you end up not knowing

where you're at.

But these people

must have a family, friends.

Like a writer you forbid to write.

Like a scientist

you expel from his laboratory.

Where is his family, his friends?

If you're an immigrant,

where's your country?

Most of them are expatriate,

unwanted people trying to live.

- That world totally puzzles me.

- Ignore it.

It will ignore you.

You're lucky enough to live in a world

where when a woman

sleeps with you,

not to find out

what you did the day before.

Where words have the same meaning

as in the dictionary.

You can drink till you drop without

fearing the last drink is poisoned.

Carry on as you are.

Stick to your profession.

What would you normally do

at this time?

- I'm treating an alcoholic.

- Cure him and forget the rest.

Go.

- But I'm paid to protect you.

- I can look after myself.

- You scared me.

- Are you nervous?

- What about those fingerprints?

- Nothing on the spoon.

- There should be.

- Yes, there should.

- We may be luckier with the bowl.

- I hope so, for your sake.

I don't understand.

I understand... maybe.

- You think someone erases them?

- For example.

Don't look at me when I'm working.

It bothers me.

I didn't know you were so shy.

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