The Snows of Kilimanjaro Page #3

l'll give it back.

Thank you.

An antique.

Take care of it. It's valuable.

Hold on, wait for him to pass.

We'll have burgers

only once this week.

One of you is getting too heavy.

Where were you?

You forgot the kids at school.

l forgot them?

The headmistress called Flo

and she went to get them.

l'll call Flo

to tell her you're here.

We were worried sick.

Hi, it's Mum.

He's here.

l don't know.

Can you let Gilles know?

No, l don't know where he was.

He's here, in one piece.

Ok, take care.

So where were you?

l completely forgot them.

- They didn't cry too much?

- No.

Have you eaten?

No.

You've changed since it happened.

l was really worried.

l know who did it.

l recognized one.

l know him, Marie-Claire.

l worked with him.

We were laid off together

and l picked out his name.

F***...

He was at our anniversary?

What now?

Have you told Raoul?

No.

l'll go to the cops...

- That's him there.

- With the two kids?

ln blue.

Suspect spotted heading for bus 37

with two kids.

Caucasian, in his twenties,

short hair,

blue jacket, jeans.

Pick him up

but let the kids leave first.

Hello, strangers!

Talking to me?

No, nothing.

What did you say?

l was wondering...

What would we have thought of us

sitting up here on a terrace

having a drink at sunset?

Who?

Us.

What would we have thought of us?

Try to imagine us, 30 years ago,

walking along and looking up.

We see two 50-year-olds,

two calm people sipping their drinks

and spitting

olive pits over the rail.

What would we have said?

That they were middle class.

We are middle class.

We go to the sea on Sundays,

we own our home,

we watch TV...

We are middle class...

but not completely.

l think we'd have said,

''They look happy.''

We'd have said,

''To be that happy,

they haven't made others suffer.

''They care about others.''

Even now?

Are we still happy?

You had no choice, Michel.

That's the one.

- Are you sure?

- Yes.

You confirm that?

A toy one?

Yes, madam.

Whether it's fake or real,

it's still armed robbery,

with the same penalty.

He's not a tough one.

He's already confessed.

Look.

We'll soon find the other.

Have a seat.

He didn't have much on him.

His accomplice gave him 1,500 euros.

They stole a lot more than that!

They maxed out our card.

Raoul's as well.

With the plane tickets,

that's 5,OOO at least.

You declared that but...

What?

Maybe you exaggerated,

for the insurance. l'd understand.

lt's a way to get what you lost.

We're the liars now?

Don't get offended.

l'm just doing my job.

You sometimes feel

like putting the victim behind bars.

l don't mean you.

l think the other guy screwed him.

He's an amateur, no record...

His first theft?

Maybe.

Or he wasn't caught before.

What'll he get?

One guy robbed a jeweller

with a fake gun

and got 15 years.

Without a record,

l'd say he'll get 8.

Want to see him?

What for?

Whatever you want.

We'll say he resisted.

Keep well back.

You're better off behind him.

You'll be safer there.

You took more than 5,000 euros.

Where's the money?

Will he hit him?

Certainly not.

We worked together.

We got laid off together.

And you steal from me?

You left us tied up all night.

My sister-in-law had a fit of nerves

and we couldn't help her.

Know what it's like,

tied to a chair in your own piss?

You need to piss, someone takes you.

lf they didn't,

you'd go crying to your lawyer.

But us?

Can you imagine?

But l'm not like you.

You won't make me become like you.

l won't hit you.

You didn't have the cards,

you had the comic.

You didn't hit me.

You don't know me.

ln 6 months, you never noticed me.

You're not the ringleader.

You were led into this.

The inspector's right.

You got screwed over too.

You didn't get all your money.

Have you had yours?

Your severance pay...

Not yet? You soon will.

You don't really need it, huh?

l can imagine your Sundays...

grilling nice thick cutlets,

drinking chilled ros,

paid for by the union.

You need that to swallow

all the compromises.

How much passed under the table?

Please, l don't want to know.

Marie-Claire...

Here.

Help me.

l didn't mean to hit him, l swear.

Fold this into three.

Please...

- Don't look at me like that.

- l'm not looking at you.

Look at me then!

He insulted me.

He was handcuffed, Michel.

He jeered at me.

That a**hole made fun of me.

l hit him like he hit us!

They hit us.

They hit you, Marie-Claire.

And we couldn't defend ourselves.

Sister!

How are you?

Have a seat.

You know Raoul.

He blew his top

because Michel didn't tell him.

Sleeping better?

l'm ok.

No, l'm not sleeping much better.

But l'm glad he's in jail.

- When'll they catch the other one?

- l don't know.

Want a drink?

No, l just came over

to get some air. l'll go now.

l'll come with you.

No, don't worry.

You have a lot of ironing.

He shouldn't be in jail.

We can't press charges.

What?

Don't touch me!

He's a worker like us.

Like us?!

You've attacked people before?

Beaten them up and robbed them

in their own homes?

He's looking at 15 years!

Boo-hoo! 15 years!

l bet he won't even do two.

And l say even 15 isn't enough!

We all screw up...

Stop comparing us!

l've worked my ass off

since l was 14!

That's different!

Michel...

Just shut the f*** up!

lf he gets 15 years, l'll be happy.

What pisses me off

is he'll be sponging off us,

housed, fed and paid by us.

And that pisses me off!

Guys like that,

l'd make them work 15 years

picking up rocks or stuff.

lnstead, they watch TV,

nice and comfy,

planning the sh*t they'll do

when they get out!

What?

You don't like it?

What's that look for?

l disappoint you?

Too bad.

Raoul!

You want to go to bed?

Why wouldn't it change anything?

l see...

Thanks anyway.

Goodbye.

The prosecutor is working on it

and, since a crime was committed,

even if we withdraw our complaint

it won't change a thing.

Are you the replacements?

l'm sorry?

The other fellow was a joke.

So l called them.

And they thanked me.

Hello.

There's interesting stuff in there.

The advertising and all that.

It's something to read.

You seem nicer.

You look normal.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Are you sulking?

You wanted to be a nurse.

Now look at us.

That was 25 years ago!

You don't understand me.

ls it St. Raoul's day?

lt hurts me,

hearing her cry like that.

l've tried everything.

She's inconsolable.

l want to kill that f***er.

So screw all the fancy words

and good intentions.

Give him the maximum.

l mean that.

l don't care

if he's punished or not.

l just want to understand!

l need to know what happened.

Come and see us.

He needs his old friend.

And so do l.

A drink?

A pick-me-up.

What for?

l'm sorry?

To pick you up how?

A broken heart? Trouble at work?

- Family problems?

- Does it matter?

lt matters a lot.

For love...

For you, at your age,

with your figure,

your beauty...

l wouldn't hesitate, l'd say...

Marie Brizard.

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