Moka Page #2
- Year:
- 2016
- 89 min
- $126,342
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- The repair will cost 1,500.
- I'll pay for it.
That's what I told him.
He asked for 24 hours
to think about it.
I'll pay your asking price.
It'd be a lot simpler if you just
sold it to me, wouldn't it?
Do you want to join in?
I haven't paid.
Don't worry.
The first session is free.
Shoulders down,
relax the neck.
That's good. Careful.
That's it.
And relax.
That's great.
Just lengthen a bit.
There you go.
Excellent.
I can't believe you'd rather
sell the car to some guy.
You never give up, do you?
I like the car.
I can pay more.
12,000?
And you'll pick it up
as soon as we have the new one?
It'll be in a day or two.
You're too far away.
You have to be really close.
5 metres. No more.
If not, you won't get anywhere.
Stand there.
Relax your shoulders.
Hold out your arm. That's it.
Put your left hand here.
You're all set.
Put it away. Let's go.
Hello.
Oh, hello.
I wasn't expecting...
What are you doing here?
The same as you, it seems.
You know, Evian's a small place.
It's difficult not to bump
into each other.
I can't make up my mind.
Are you planning just to walk,
or something more strenuous?
Do you know le Pic des Mmises?
I love that walk.
Does it get crowded?
Hiking in the middle of a crowd
isn't really my thing.
There are a lot of little trails
that are quieter.
Really?
When I was younger I wore these.
But now...
they don't really suit me.
Don't look at me like that,
it's embarrassing.
Stop it. You're very pretty.
Hasn't anyone told you?
You still look great for your age.
You're so nice.
How old do you think I am?
Go on, tell me!
I don't know.
You don't dare, huh?
Maybe that's why you write.
You don't dare in real life.
Ah, there's my daughter.
lodie, this is...
What is your name?
Hlne.
A client.
- Are we going? I'm late.
- I have to go too.
Where are you staying?
At the Savoy. Why?
It's just that Michel, my partner,
has a little house he rents out.
It's simple but very pleasant.
You'd have peace and quiet
for your writing.
Would you like to see it?
I don't know.
You could take her, couldn't you?
Tomorrow, afternoon, 2:30?
- lo?
- OK.
That's settled.
See you soon.
Good evening, Mrs Le Roy.
What's going on?
Nothing.
I'm taking a rest.
Stop it.
Come with me, we're going home.
Look...
There's a restaurant
down the street by the lake.
Get a table, I'll join you there
when I've changed.
Be right there.
Simon, this is Vincent.
Hello.
Who's he...?
Sit down, Vincent.
Come on.
A toast.
Sit down.
Diane, this is just ridiculous.
To this impromptu dinner!
We're leaving.
Please.
We have to go.
Come with me.
- Leave her.
- Get off me!
- Please.
- Leave her.
Keep out of it!
What are you doing?
Stop it!
Leave him alone!
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Here.
Thanks, Vincent.
I feel relaxed with you.
I'm your fool.
Was that your husband?
Yes.
Well, he was.
I have to go.
I know why you're here.
Your detective called me.
He told me you were in Evian.
What does it change, being here?
It won't bring him back.
- You just have to accept it.
- Accept what?
You're the one who should
be here instead of me.
I'm doing this for Luc. And for us.
You're doing this for yourself.
Let the cops do their job.
Stop being so reasonable.
They've had time to do
their job already.
I've found them.
And what are you going to do?
I want to talk to them.
Make them see me,
make them see his mother.
Make them realise.
We have to tell the police.
Don't make me do it.
You remember
when I disappeared the night
before the medical exams?
And you laughingly
said that I do absolutely anything.
And that's what you liked most
about me.
All I'm asking, Simon,
is that you trust me.
And not to call the police right now.
You really freaked me out!
I'm sorry, I was distracted.
Turn right.
Is it far?
Around 15 minutes away.
Are you planning to stay long?
I don't know...
A week or two.
It's not that well insulated,
it's often cold.
There.
It's pretty here.
It must be peaceful.
It's your little den, is that it?
Yes.
You don't really want me
to come here.
Don't worry.
It's too remote for me. I'd be scared
of getting depressed here.
It's lovely, though.
It must be cool living here,
at your age.
Or not.
Come on! It's great once you're in!
Ever wanted
to work with your mother?
Are you joking?
Dealing with a bunch of old women
who want to stay young!
I guess when you put it like that...
Living here is like death.
There's nothing.
Just one shitty nightclub.
D'you want to leave?
I'm off as soon as I can.
I want to go to Paris.
But my mother,
she just doesn't get it.
She's always been
a bit heavy-going,
but for a while now
it's been hellish.
It's good to just take off.
You're right.
Shoulders down.
Breathe calmly.
5 metres. No more.
Yes, but...
Hello, Hlne.
Hello.
- So? What about the house?
- A bit too isolated for me.
I think I'd be scared to be alone
at night there.
- To each their own fears.
- Going for lunch?
Sure you don't want anything else?
It's on me.
No, thanks.
I got you this.
- You shouldn't have...
- I wanted to.
Thank you, they're...
very pretty.
- Just my style.
- Yes.
Try them on.
What?
Have I done something wrong?
It's just I find all this so bizarre.
What do you mean?
Your being so nice, your present,
all your questions...
You know, I might well not be
as nice as I seem.
I'm sure you don't
always feel all smiles.
But I don't mind.
What are you playing at?
Nothing.
It's not as if I know
a lot of people round here.
What do you think of her?
My daughter.
She's young.
She's got chutzpah.
She's being difficult.
She can be so unpleasant to me.
Teenagers are like that.
Would you like
to go for a hike sometime?
I don't know,
I usually go walking by myself.
The forecast's good for tomorrow.
OK, then.
The registration documents.
Would you mind taking me home?
Sure.
Is this the right way
back to your house?
I don't feel like going home
straight away.
Where are you going?
Somewhere worth the detour.
What are you doing?
I'm wondering why you've fought
so hard for this car.
I was clumsy.
You were so insistent about the car,
I thought that...
Luc...
I see you everywhere.
I just wanted to hear your voice.
I miss you.
You can't imagine
how much I miss you.
This is Luc. Leave a message,
maybe I'll call you back.
How's your novel coming along?
Well.
May I confide in you?
Of course.
I've based
one of the characters on you.
Ah, so that's what it's all about!
What what's all about?
All those questions!
Does it bother you?
Tell me if it bothers you.
I don't think so, no.
It doesn't bother me.
It's just a bit new to me.
I'm not the baddie, I hope?
The baddie is a b*tch.
A real b*tch.
It's a shame
you didn't like the house.
It's got so many good memories.
It's where I used to go
with my partner, at first.
I felt like a teenager.
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