The Swimming Pool Page #3

- Yes, that's good.

- May I leave now, madame?

- You may. Thank you, Emilie.

- Thank you.

- See you tomorrow.

- Bye.

- Good evening, sir.

- Good evening, Emilie.

- Noone's here?

- Noone.

- Can I help you?

- If you feel like.

- We'll have Chinese.

- Good.

- Will you prepare the rice?

- Yes.

As usual.

Don't do this to me!

Aren't you ashamed?

Never.

You suddenly appear like this...

You are wonderful.

It's a pity that...

You want something to drink?

Yes.

- Here you are.

- Thanks.

- Will you button up my dress?

- Sure.

You are crazy...

They can be here any moment.

Good evening.

Where have you two been?

We almost started dinner without you.

I wanted to swim in the sea,

but it was too crowded on the way back.

Dinner's ready.

Come. Everything is ready.

Eat, you must be hungry.

Thank you.

Did you have a swim, too?

Yes.

Did you like the water?

Very much.

There was a bit of wind though.

I thought you didn't like swimming.

I like the sea.

Not that way.

Don't you know how to use it?

- You hold one stick like this.

- Right.

Then you put the other one above,

and move it with your finger.

I will never manage this.

I go get the rice.

- Did you cook this?

- No, just warmed it up.

It's ready made.

Well, not really.

You have to add some spices.

Some pepper, some saffron.

It's tasteless otherwise.

Perfect.

You have to fry the rice

to make it good.

Good rice is very rare.

I love Chinese cuisine.

They cut everything into small pieces.

There's no waste.

And it's light.

Vietnamese cuisine is even better.

And the restaurants in Amsterdam,

the Indonesian ones...

they are fantastic.

Remember?

You don't like it?

I go to bed.

Good night.

Good night.

Good night, Pen.

I hope she didn't catch cold.

I don't think so.

The first swim of the year

always makes you feel tired.

I check if she needs anything,

and be right back.

Where did you swim?

At the Pampelone?

No, a bit more up.

- Was it crowded?

- No, it was late.

So many mosquitoes this evening!

Yes.

They are attracted by the light.

Forgive me.

I leave you now.

Where are you going?

I promised Fred to visit him

before I leave.

- You are leaving?

- Yes.

- When?

- Tomorrow morning.

- You could have told us.

- I though I did.

- And Penelope?

- She comes with me, of course.

Her mother would kill me,

if she found out I left her behind.

I'll be back soon.

I don't want to go to bed late.

See you in the morning.

You know you are free?

Completely.

- Why do you say that?

- You know why.

You are not forced to stay with me,

if you want, you can go upstairs.

- No. It's fine here.

- It's my fault.

Possible.

You are Pisces, your ascendent is Aquarius.

You need love.

And you don't know about it.

What are you suggesting?

Nothing.

Go to her, if you want, don't stay here.

She is leaving tomorrow.

I am leaving, too.

Tomorrow or the day after.

There is no reason for me to stay.

Are you going home?

Yes.

And me?

You do whatever you want.

Is it because of Pen?

Forgive me.

Don't worry about me,

everything is all right.

I expected it...

You've been looking

for something lately.

You caught the first one

crossing your way.

And it's Harry's daughter.

Makes it more exciting for you.

You don't know what

you are talking, Marianne.

I don't know what's on your mind...

What are your plans with that girl?

I have no idea.

There's nothing between us.

The only thing I can say is

that you are doing a foolish thing.

I go upstairs. Shall I switch off

the light in the living room?

Please, don't.

- Are you sleeping downstairs?

- Yes.

- Good night.

- Good night.

- Damn it. Sh*t.

This damn door.

Why is is half open?

Where the hell am I going to

get the car fixed?

- In Italy.

- F***.

You have a cigarette?

There it is.

- You are alone.

- Yes.

- Both of them are asleep?

- For a long time.

If I had known, I would have

taken you with me.

- Are you leaving tomorrow?

- Yes.

Are you drinking again?

- Since when?

- Since tonight.

Great. It's your business.

- You are happy about it, aren't you?

- Why would I care?

Why don't you go to sleep?

What do you want?

Have you been waiting for me?

Do you want to say something?

Go on! Say it!

Do you want to talk about Penelope?

You little daydreamer...

Poor little loser.

You can say goodbye to Penelope.

No more Penelope.

I take her tomorrow. Done.

Finished.

Why do you say this?

You know I've always been

stronger than you.

You couldn't do no harm to me ever.

So you jump on my daughter.

She's 18!

Easy target.

And now you are proud.

- You can be.

- Are you jealous?

Help me out!

Help me!

Help!

Stop fooling around.

Stop being an a**hole.

Help!

I am cold. I had too much to drink.

I have cramp. My stomach aches.

Help!

Stop it!

Help!

Are you crazy?

I couldn't swim in it any more.

We'll empty it tomorrow.

That'll be even worse.

No news from your mother yet?

No.

But you did let her know?

She must have read it in the papers.

Anyway, she doesn't mind.

Good bye.

I can't imagine him old,

with wrinkles and grey hair.

Very few people came to the funeral.

Surprising.

Everybody's on vacation.

At least the record company

sent somebody.

It was terrible to see

the director leaving in his car.

He was so proud of it.

I prepared some cold buffet.

In case you get hungry.

Thank you, Emilie. You are very kind.

I wonder if his daughter

feels bad.

- Are you mad at me?

- Why?

Because so many things have changed

in so little time.

You do whatever you want.

I can't stay here.

I'm leaving tomorrow.

I'm leaving, too.

As soon as possible.

Are you taking her home?

I can't let her go alone.

I would leave this evening, if I could,

but it's too late.

- Good afternoon. Excuse me.

- Yes?

I am inspector Leveque

from Marseille.

You must be Mr. Leroy.

It's just a routine check.

We investigate every accident.

I know it's annoying.

Madame...

I am inspector Leveque.

It's just formality.

The police have been here

a couple of times.

Yes, I know. I read their report.

how thorough they are

something always escapes their attention.

- Please, take a seat.

- Thank you.

- Are you just having lunch?

- No problem.

It won't take long.

I just have a few questions.

Cigarette?

- No, thank you. I have mine.

- Yes.

Sorry.

This is about Mr. Harry Lannier's death,

of course.

According to the doctor he drowned

at around 4 am.

Yes...

Was he a good swimmer?

Yes, very good.

Was he the sort of man, who...

how to say...

Is she Miss Lannier?

Yes.

Inspector Leveque from Marseille.

My condolences.

I have a few questions to ask.

- You can stay, if you want.

- Thank you.

- Thank you.

Was Mr. Lannier in the habit of

swimming at night?

Sometimes he did.

You discovered the body, madame,

didn't you?

- Yes, it was me.

- Yes, in the pool.

- And where were his clothes?

- On the shore.

Listen to this.

Light blue garbadine pants,

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