The Black Box Page #2
- Year:
- 2005
- 90 min
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That's a good job.
Fynoil buys out ACGroup.
Hello, you've reached Yvan...
Nothing. Haven't seen
your brother in 10 days.
Mind you, I don't watch for him.
He gets his mail, comes upstairs,
no hello or good evening, nothing.
Maybe he took a trip.
He would have told me,
or left a message.
Eww, well he didn't say anything.
No...no...
That's all we have for
recent unidentified bodies.
Which doesn't mean he's still alive.
Nor that something happened.
What can you do to find him?
Usual procedure. If he's not in
the system it could take a while.
- Did you get along with him?
- Yes, why?
signal a victim's disappearance.
I met a man in Montral.
I think I'm in love.
No, not think, I'm sure.
He's older than you, lives between
Paris-Montral. I think he loves me.
There.
I'm telling you because
I'm leaving you Arthur.
I know you'll be angry
at me, you'll suffer.
No.
No?
No, I'm okay.
I came to tell you the same thing.
You met someone?
I had met myself...
I couldn't say that.
She wouldn't have understood.
Texas doesn't exist...
Sylvain Ganem...
My identity is there on those walls,
and I don't understand.
Chemistry can explore mental states
that traditional medicine cannot.
We know very little
about brain function.
We can't reduce "drugs" to the
moral debates on television.
It's simplistic and slows progress.
Anyway, I don't like the term "drug."
It's pejorative, inappropriate.
I'm talking about "psychoactives".
What am I risking?
Medically, frankly not much.
As long as you're accompanied.
Guidance is crucial in an experience.
And you can count on me.
You can rediscover the state
of mind during your delirium.
You'll return to your black box.
Your brain is like a transistor:
On one frequency while delirious,
and then switching over.
- That's why you can't read yourself,
Understand? - Yes.
Have a seat.
Relax.
- There's another aspect I must discuss.
- What's that?
Everything on this table is rare product.
What is rare is expensive.
Are you sure that...
Relax! Don't let the official
propaganda put you to sleep.
- C'mon, go for it!
- If I pass out?
Give it a minute. Calm down. Listen!
How long does it last?
Time and space don't exist.
All is the present. Breathe.
- Nothing's happening.
- It'll come.
Go, now read your black box.
- Why is it fleeing?
- It didn't move.
Clovis!
Yeahhh!
- Breathe.
- I can't.
Sylvain Ganem wants to kill you.
He's Sylvain Ganem!
Call the police!
RP-50 RP-50
Fynoil buys out ACGroup.
Sylvain Ganem wants to kill you.
I'm going to puke!
So? See more clearly?
Did you find answers?
Leave me alone.
It's better that way.
Same freak-out after your accident?
Not at all! I was floating!
I was an angel, white light around me.
Silence... I was at peace.
Ah! Should have said so!
You said "delirium".
We'll try something else.
Stop Clovis. Stop or I'll kill you.
There are 3 distinct people
inside each of us:
The one we want to be,
The one we think we are,
and the one we truly are.
The first two are very familiar,
but the third totally unknown.
That's the one in your black box.
My brother has disappeared.
I'm afraid something happened.
- It's all in the black box.
- You think maybe...
All of it.
I live up there.
Well...
- I have a train to catch.
- Not me.
Nobody's home.
- Right this minute?
- Right this minute.
And in general.
I see.
But I don't know,
you need to catch your train?
There's always a train.
I think so.
Mr. Walcott?
Arthur Seligman, I have an appointment.
I was sent by Isabelle.
Remove your jacket, please.
Take a seat.
- Relax.
- Not sure if I explained on the phone...
Look at me.
You see only me.
Think of nothing.
Close your eyes.
Empty your thoughts.
Think of nothing.
You're getting weaker. Much weaker.
Eyelids are heavy. Very heavy.
You hear only my voice.
Only the sound of my voice.
Yvan's in danger. I see him.
I press the ground floor button.
No... I rip off her panties.
and flip her over.
That's what excites her.
The slut, she loves it.
Meanwhile Yvan's in that creep's
blue house, I'm in the elevator.
In the desert,
in uniform and all.
Anyone can see us.
Yvan! Run! That's it!
Excuse me madam,
is Mr. Walcott here?
Madam, please?
Mommy?
So?
What did I say?
You mentioned a flight attendant
with whom you had carnal relations...
Incongrous ones. Meanwhile your brother
was in a basement, in the blue house,
then again the woman who you were
ripping the panties from, you see?
Yes, the flight attendant, yes.
- But mostly that man attacking
your brother with a knife. - Who?
Which man? Which man?
You didn't answer that question.
Don't worry, it's not premonition,
I don't believe in them.
- A memory perhaps.
- Obsession, probably.
And Sylvain Ganem?
Nothing. I think
you were resisting.
It's rare to achieve
concrete results in just one session.
You'll have to return.
- Nothing else?
- Yes.
You called me "Mommy".
I cried, damn it,
everyone saw it.
He was skinny but tall,
I was afraid.
RP-50 RP-50 that's the secret.
Fynoil buys out ACGroup.
Sylvain Ganem wants to kill me.
Texas doesn't exist.
I am A.S.
I am Arthur Seligman.
- Mr. Seligman?
- Yes.
Commissioner Koskas.
You never told me you had
an accident in Cherbourg.
I didn't?
- A serious accident.
- No after effects?
- No.
Why were you in that area?
It was...umm...for my work.
Work? But you're on leave.
Yes but after, I left after.
- Is it important?
- Everything is important.
- Any news?
- About your brother, no.
We questioned a Prof. Toller
about your case.
Your trauma can cause
changes in personality.
- Serious? But no...
I don't see the connection
with my brother's disappearance.
- You know this woman?
Yes, she was my nurse in Cherbourg.
Miss Isabelle...Kruger.
Yes, Isabelle.
It happened a few days ago
at her place.
You returned to Cherbourg?
You didn't hear the question?
Yes or no?
Yes.
- You had nothing against her?
- Of course not.
The motive isn't theft or rape. She
had sex before dying, but consensual.
Apparently.
we're awaiting results.
May I have a glass of water please?
- Yvan, he came to visit.
- He was here?
Yes, he brought me flowers.
- Sure it was Yvan?
- He brought me flowers.
- Seems he's returned.
- Seems? You didn't see him?
No, I'd have told you.
But he's back, the place was cleaned.
- But he's not here now.
- No, but he's here.
He's been here, you can see.
- Then who took his mail?
- I don't know, I didn't see him.
- He doesn't lend the place to anyone?
- Oh, how would I know?
- Do you watch out or not?
- For those who talk to me...
What are you doing?
Get in.
You were following me?
I can't go without you.
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