Roberto Succo

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This film is based

on real-life events.

Five years later

So, what do you do?

- Sales rep.

- What in?

Gadgets. Perfume...

You do business

- Cartier watch?

- Let's see.

You can have the lot for a grand.

You're not French.

Are you Dutch?

Coming?

See those lights?

That's Mont Faron. Been there?

No.

It's pretty.

I used to live there.

- How old are you?

- 16. And you?

Lea, I love you.

It got away. I wanted to kill it.

Did you notice my new car?

Yes.

- Do you like it?

- Yes.

It plays CDs too.

Did you buy it?

F*** you!

Son of a b*tch! Arsehole!

D*ckhead!

- I want you to stay here.

- Why?

You can watch the car for me.

You're not smoking.

Why have you got Algerian cigarettes?

You'd make a good detective.

Go on, tell me.

I did a mission in Algeria.

Really, what for?

Scotland Yard sent me.

Come off it,

you're not even English.

Why do you say that?

You don't sound English.

What am I then?

Italian.

Well, am I right?

- Italian stock.

- What does that mea n?

Rome, Florence, Milan...

I don't know Italy.

- Venezia.

- You're from Venice?

Yes.

You know the Friuli earthquake?

No.

I remember it as a child.

We felt it at home.

The walls shook, like this...

- I bet you were a beautiful child.

- Of course.

My dad had a uniform

and I'd take his...

Stripes.

I'd put them on.

I felt proud.

Why did he have stripes?

Sottotenente.

What's that?

The police.

Italy's a shithole.

I'm not going back.

The camorra, the mafia...

Italy's awful.

Are you okay?

Here, a present for you.

What for?

- I'm leaving tomorrow.

- Where to?

I'm going home to Annecy.

Look, it's a popple.

It turns into an animal.

I don't want it.

I hate fur and animals.

- It's not real.

- I got you a present too.

- What is it?

- It's at home.

I said I can't go there.

Come on.

You've got so much.

- Haven't you?

- No.

My flat is great.

I've got a bed with white sheets...

It's like a cloud.

No one lives here?

Just me.

The whole building's mine.

Sit down.

Close your eyes.

Open them.

Like it?

Yes. Thanks.

Wait a second.

I want to keep your voice.

Press here and speak.

- What should I say?

- Anything.

Turn a round.

You're crackers from 7 in the evening

until 8 in the morning

and then you're okay.

What's "crackers"?

Mad...

You're "crackers" too, at 8:10.

You're crackers from 7 pm to 8 am,

so we're a good match.

It's Donald Duck.

Wipe it off.

- Whose make-up is it?

- A girl lived here.

- Where is she?

- Gone.

- What's her name?

- Laurence.

- Is she pretty?

- Yes, very.

Talk, dark, with beautiful eyes...

Did it last long?

A year.

Do you still love her?

No, it's over... Divorced.

I don't believe you.

Reading Stendhal?

You should too.

"The Red and the Black" is our story.

What time is it?

Nearly nine.

I have to go

before Sylvia grasses on me.

What's "grasses"?

- She might tell on me.

- Tell what?

I had to swear not to see you.

Why?

Marco says you're too crazy for me.

Why did he say that?

I want you to stay all night.

I have to go.

I don't want you to go.

Stay with me.

You're crushing me...

Marco's a f***er. He's dishonest.

He still owes me money.

I could crush him with one hand.

He's your cousin,

but I don't want to see him.

What's this scar?

A fight. Some queer who was after me.

That's pretty.

St Christopher. He protects me.

Can you turn the light off?

I've never made love before.

I can dye your hair

and we can vanish.

Look... My secret agent ID.

I'll get you fake papers,

we'll leave.

Major Thomas.

The witness found the body at 6:15

when he came for his car.

It's Fayolle, an officer from Annecy.

His holster was empty.

- Anything else?

- A shot a round six.

I'd say he died instantly,

shot in the throat.

We found a 22-calibre rifle slug.

Fayolle's wife

says he had his gun with him.

- What was it?

- A large-bore.

- What model?

- A police-issue Beretta.

- Where are you?

- Here.

- Who is it, Lea?

- It's for me.

Let's go.

- A new car?

- Don't you like it?

The back window' s broken.

Some Arabs tried to rob me.

Look, I was wounded here.

And here.

Who looked after you?

The hospital.

You're my first time.

Of course! Like hell I am.

I'm not lying, it's true.

Come on, you've had other girls.

You can tell me. I'm not jealous.

There are others

but I can't make love to them.

I think of you too much.

Kurt!

Let's go back, I'm cold!

I'm never cold!

I need oil, I've broken down.

Sorry, I've run out.

Open the boot!

Open the boot!

Hurry!

- Get in!

- I can't, I've got a bad knee!

Hurry up!

I can't...

- Give me the keys!

- I'm lying on them!

The keys!

Show me how it works!

Show me how the gears work!

- First...

- The gears, come on!

Second... Reverse...

The windows!

You have to start it up.

Switch them off!

Switch the head lights off!

Sorry to bother you.

Can I look round?

Do you always park here?

Yes.

Didn't you not ice anything odd

prior to your wife's disappearance?

No, nothing.

Not even a detail

that seemed trivial?

This is probably not connected

but Frangoise said she'd given

a glass of water to a young man.

- She didn't say more?

- No.

I'm afraid it was my fault,

I didn't ask.

May I take one?

Go a head.

In theory, your wife was kidnapped

before her piano class, around 10:30.

The neighbours

claim they heard nothing

and there's no sign of a struggle

near the chalet.

Your wife's Fiat

was found 300 km away

on the Grand-Bornand bend,

near Digne.

Mr Cottaz,

do you know a lawyer called Paillet?

No.

A lawyer in Digne. Are you sure?

I don't know him.

Could your wife know him?

Mr Paillet left the tennis club

that evening at 11:30

and never arrived home.

He had to take that bend

to get home to La Javie.

We reckon he got there around 11:45

about 15 minutes

after your wife's Fiat.

Why do you say that?

At 10:
30, at Les Bois-Noirs,

200 km from here on that road,

a man driving a Fiat

tired to attack a taxi-driver.

The taxi-d river saw someone

flash the Fiat's head lights.

The attacker could be her kidnapper.

Do you think she's still alive?

Apparently,

she was, at that car park.

Mr Paillet's car was at a

service station near Chambery

at 4 am with two people inside.

That's all we know for now.

Is the car park for customers only?

Yes. And the staff.

Who does that grey Audi belong to?

I don't know, but I'll find out.

Plea se do.

And a coffee, please.

Can I help you, sir?

Who does the grey Audi belong to?

I hadn't not iced it.

Many people pass through.

It's not a guest's though.

I'll be straight back.

Can I use the phone?

It's Thomas.

What's Paillet's registration?

Meet me at the Auberge du Lac,

at Veyrier.

How come it's here?

He picked up his own car

but no one not iced it here.

Maybe he left on foot.

Without the hostages then.

Lea! Come on!

- Why are you here?

- Skive off!

- It's my birthday.

- Is it?

Happy birthday.

- How old are you?

- 25.

- 25! Are you sure?

- Of course.

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