NO PROBLEM!
- Should I take the wheel? - No!
Hey!
What's going on?
Come take a look... he's dead.
Come on...
Is that you, Daniel?
Hold on!
I'm coming!
Phone...
It's about time!
Crap!
It's the same every night.
I'm tired of this racket.
I work, you know!
I need my sleep.
I'll call the police!
Then you'll respect your neighbour...
Crap!
No...
Have you seen Daniel?
I really need to find him.
He's not answering at home, he's not with Fernand,
he's not at the drug store...
We haven't seen him here in two days.
Do you come here often?
Patrick, could you lend me some money?
I have a taxi waiting.
You won't pay me back.
- Are you in trouble? - Ask Martine.
- Ask her yourself. - Please.
I can help if you need something...
Would you like a drink?
A coke, a mint squash, a whiskey?
What will I do? The taxi's waiting!
If you have a problem with your taxi...
A whiskey.
- Two. - Sorry.
Two.
I'm a fourth year medical student.
Do you want to be a doctor?
No, not at all.
My father wants me to but it's not my calling.
But he has faith.
What can I say...
He had the right to.
But at the same time, I have no calling for anything.
Nothing at all!
What I really wanted was to become an artist.
I could have expressed myself then.
I have a lot of things to say.
But I don't know what exactly and I can only express it via...
Some rock music!
Come and dance with me.
What's nice is when you enjoy something,
and you know what it is.
There's no use thinking about it...
because someone has already done it before me.
Daniel!
Am I boring you?
- I was mistaken. - Really?
Because you know...
I hate it when I bore people.
You don't look well.
Your head is somewhere else.
Are you in trouble?
If you want...
You can tell me if anything is bothering you!
Maybe I can help you.
- Do you really want to help? - Yes.
It won't work.
It wasn't worth all this money.
We need pliers.
I can't... or maybe...
Don't look so sad, it's no big deal.
Everyone forgets their keys at some point.
If we can't get the door open, you can sleep at my place.
No?
No.
Alright then.
Hold on, I have an idea.
Wait for me.
Officer!
Your problems are over.
- Good evening, miss. - It's this door.
Well?
We tried to open it with a screwdriver.
But we couldn't do it.
There you go!
That will be all, thank you.
How much do we owe you?
45 francs.
Pay him, quickly!
- So, 45... - Keep the change.
Thank you!
- What's your name? - What?
- For the receipt. - There's no need for that.
- It's the law. - There's no need!
It's the law, I have to do it.
Anita Boucher, like a butcher.
Sounds like "butcher"...
And I'm Jean-Pierre Michalon.
Now you know my name.
There we go... This one is for me.
This is for you, sir.
Thank you.
- Have a good night. - Thank you.
No.
What do you mean "No"?
No, you can't come in.
Are you kidding me?
What's wrong with you?
I've spent 20 francs on a screwdriver,
50 on a taxi, 50 on a locksmith,
60 francs on whiskeys and tips,
and I can't come in?
You know, I might have left one or two years ago,
but I'm more mature now!
Have a good evening!
What an idiot!
- Good night... Where was I? - At 200 francs.
Is there someone else in the flat?
Yes.
And he doesn't open when you ring the bell?
You have to get a locksmith and I have to pay...
But someone's here?
Where is he then?
There.
- I'll go inside. - Go inside then...
Well... I think I'll go now.
Don't leave me alone!
I'm scared.
Jean-Pierre, what are we going to do?
Who's "we"?
Are you crazy?
This is your problem.
I have nothing to do with it.
I don't want to get mixed up in this!
Then leave and stop this racket!
What's that?
I'm the neighbour! I'm tired of this!
Asshole! Shithead! Hysteric!
Screw you!
And screw you too!
Can't you all give me a break?
Can't I be alone for once? Can't I be like the others?
Do you have to bother me at home?
I wait for Daniel all evening long.
But who shows up? This guy!
And now you want to leave?
Go away then!
I don't care.
I don't give a damn!
Get lost!
Screw you!
Screw you all! All of you!
Asshole! Shithead! Hysteric! Were you talking to me?
Take it easy!
You're rude!
I'll call the owner and the police.
Don't you cause enough problems with your oil?
- Pleb! - Thug!
Racist!
Pee in your tank and see if it works!
That's pretty smart...
You're more stupid than I thought.
Everyone's yelling at me.
Did you hear him? When people talk like this...
You should have invited him in and shown him the dead body.
You have a witness now, you know.
He couldn't have seen him...
No, that's not possible...
Perhaps the feet...
If they find a body here tomorrow,
he'll think of you, he saw you here.
He thinks you're a thug and he wants to call the police!
You'll get thrown out of here!
I have contacts, I work in an office!
Oil baron!
We're in trouble.
Yes.
- Who is he? - I don't know.
- How can you not know? - I don't know.
- You don't know this dead man? - No!
He rang, I opened the door then he dropped dead.
- Just like that? - Yes!
You have to help me.
No way! Why me?
I don't know you! What can I do?
Help me get him out of here.
Are you crazy?
You want me to carry a corpse?
- Why didn't you call the police? - I can't.
- Why can't you? - I just can't.
- You can't call the police? - No.
I've just spent two months in jail, I got out a week ago.
They'd send me back.
You...
You didn't tell me that.
You have to help me.
What did you go to jail for?
I was working at a department store.
I used to steal records with a friend of mine.
We'd give them to Daniel and he'd sell them at flea-markets.
- You went to jail for that? - No, not for that.
Since records were a success, we started stealing TVs.
Colour TVs?
Help me with the rug, I can't close the car boot.
What will we do with it?
Do you mean the rug?
- No, the body! - We'll take it to the countryside.
We'll leave it on the side of the road.
Putting a body in my dad's car... That's really going too far.
Your dad?
Isn't this your car?
No, I took it.
He's in London until tomorrow.
I need to go home, I forgot the car's papers.
- So what? - If the police stop us...
Do you think papers will get us out of trouble?
No, of course not.
But I won't drive without them.
I know how the police are.
If you don't have papers, they take you to the police station
and they keep you there.
Those papers are crucial!
- I don't have a license though. - What?
- Yes. - Are you kidding me?
It's right here.
Are you sure nobody's home?
Yes, my dad is in London and my mum in the mountains.
Wait for me here.
It'll take only a minute.
I'll go get a coffee.
I'll only be a minute.
I don't want to be here alone.
- Okay... - I'm getting used to seeing him.
But having a body behind my back...
Are you afraid someone will steal him?
Are you only coming home now?
Dad! Are you back already?
We shouldn't leave you here on your own.
Mind telling me where you were?
I slept at a friend's place.
Of course, you were drunk again.
- No... - Or you went out with some tart.
We can't trust you.
We leave you here to study but if this is how you study...
You'd better spend Christmas with your mother and me.
Do you know where the car keys are? I can't find them.
- Are you leaving? - Yes.
I'm going to the mountains.
- To meet Mum? - Well of course!
I don't know what you smoke when you go out,
but you're becoming really stupid!
At your age, I was rowing!
That's how I became the man I am today.
What's with you?
Help me find them.
If your mother calls tonight,
tell her to call me in Annecy, at the Albigny Hotel.
- Are you staying over in Annecy? - Yes.
I have a promoter to see in the morning.
There they are! Right under your nose.
My poor Jean-Pierre.
Do you remember the hotel?
Yes, the Albigny, in Annecy.
I'm off.
- Dad, your car! - What about it?
Well...
Out with it!
Is it impounded again?
No, not this time.
It's just parked outside.
You should really go get some sleep.
We'll talk when I'm back from Switzerland.
I feel like you're becoming really stupid.
Good night.
Dad!
To hell with it!
I think I've made a mistake.
My dad...
We're screwed if this doesn't work.
Daniel?
Daniel!
He must be asleep, wait for me here.
- Hurry up! - Yes.
You've got some nerve!
You want me to catch up with a car...
I say yes like an idiot...
And now you're telling me there's a body in it?
You told me I could ask you for anything.
I said that?
You've got some nerve!
When we fuck, you want me to do everything.
And once you're done, nothing!
I'm just another girl.
You're quite flighty, aren't you?
If you had showed up to pick me up last night,
this wouldn't have happened.
I wouldn't have been here to open that door.
- He'd have died somewhere else. - What about this other guy?
Why didn't he tell the truth to his daddy before letting him go?
Put yourself in his shoes.
Maybe he'll just dump the body like you wanted.
He'll just dump it somewhere.
We can't pin this on him.
You're really talking nonsense.
What if customs open the boot at the border?
Hurry up!
Daniel, I don't want to bring up the past,
but I spent two months in jail because of you.
And I didn't sell you out.
You could return the favour.
I don't deserve all this trouble!
What the hell are they doing!
Oh crap!
What is your boyfriend doing to my car?
Hey!
Did you sleep with him?
How is that any business of yours?
You don't even show up when I wait for you.
Close the door!
- I'm sorry. - Hey, no problem.
- Let's go. - Okay!
Don't you worry.
To get to Annecy...
we need to cross Macon, Bourg and Nantua.
We'll catch up with him before Macon.
It'll be fastest to take the motorway.
Excuse me, who owns the DS parked outside?
I do, why?
I'm going to Lyon and my car broke down.
Are you going through Lyon by any chance?
Well...
It's a bit of a detour but I could go there.
Excuse me.
How wonderful! Would you mind giving me a lift?
Not at all!
I'd be happy to make a detour for a lady as charming as you.
I'd like to go to Lyon too!
Hey! Wait for me.
What about me? You're leaving me here?
- I don't know how to thank you. - Is this yours?
Yes.
That's 97 francs, sir.
My name is Edmond.
- Thank you. - Thanks.
Edmond Michalon.
- And you? - Emmanuelle.
Emmanuelle?
Emmanuelle... Did you see the film?
What film?
- "Emmanuelle". - No.
If there were a film called "Edmond", I'd go see it.
I never watch pornos, I don't like them.
Pornos? I never watch those either.
But I do enjoy erotic films.
So, you like dirty movies.
- Do you have unleaded? - Over there.
They treat you like crap when you use unleaded petrol.
They treat the leaded crowd like kings!
With what my car drinks, I need to be careful.
Don't worry! Your dad will stop for petrol too.
- Right... - We'll find him before the border.
Are you kidding?
We'll find him in no time!
That's for sure.
I'll go take a piss then...
Bravo!
- Did you drive fast? - Why?
There's no more oil.
Don't try to fool me!
Who do you think I am?
It's like going on holiday.
It reminds me of our trip to Italy.
Do you remember the petrol station?
Yes...
We had sex in the toilets!
And there was that Italian moron: "Que fate? Que fate?"
- You've become sentimental. - Have I?
It's seeing you with another guy.
Shall we go?
I paid for the petrol.
Thanks.
Let's go.
You don't have to drive so fast.
Don't you want to catch up with him?
Doesn't it smell like something's burning?
What's this red light here?
Nothing, it's broken.
See?
Hey! Get out!
It's going to explode!
I warned you about the smell.
We should have stopped right away.
Get out now!
I have a knack for these things.
There's no need to get upset if the car gets slightly hot.
We'll never catch up with him.
The car is rubbish and he drives like an idiot.
You can walk there if you want.
I just need to reconnect the radiator
and you'll soon see your dad.
If you sulk, I'm out of here!
- Are you in a hurry? - No, why?
No reason.
I'll lock the car but I can put your suitcase in the boot.
No, thank you. That's just fine.
This place looks lovely.
I must have a nose for finding places like this.
Or we were just lucky.
Excuse me.
Do you come here often?
No, not often really.
You have eight cylinders in here!
An automatic gearbox with four gears!
The pipes are chrome-plated.
It doesn't start like these lousy cars.
This is no joke, it's a great car!
Look, this is amazing!
He's teaching them now.
This is fun for him.
He loves mechanics.
- Did you use to live with him? - Yes.
But are you still together?
I don't know.
This is the kind of place where businessmen take their secretary.
- Do you think? - There are rooms upstairs!
- Really? - Come on!
Yes, there are rooms.
Would you like something to drink?
Would you like something?
- No, never. - No, never.
Doesn't it perturb you to think that all these people,
after having a good meal...
will go upstairs to make love?
I prefer to make love before a meal.
Then I'm light and famished.
Emmanuelle...
I'm hungry!
Exactly!
What I meant is that I don't like conventional situations.
Surprise me with the menu.
A surprise...
You're getting on our nerves with your daddy.
You complain whether I drive fast or slow.
I wish I had my bike on the roof.
We could have towed him behind us.
You have to relax, man!
Would you like a sweet?
What matters in life when you're in good health,
it's to eat, drink and make love.
You think a lot about it, don't you?
- It's normal. Wine? - Never.
Look at the man over there.
He's asking for a room.
- On the second floor. - Thank you.
They are discreet.
Emmanuelle...
Do you really want to get back on the road right away?
Don't insist.
You're nice but that's not enough.
Your little brown eyes, your ordinary looks, I'm sorry...
I need to dream a little.
I shouldn't have invited you.
Don't be rude.
I like your tattoos.
- Does it hurt? - Does what hurt?
Getting a tattoo.
It depends on where you get tattooed.
The least painful spot is the right cheek.
No way!
The ones I got in Amsterdam were painful.
But with Bruno, it doesn't hurt.
I really don't know what tattoo I would get.
There's nothing I like enough to have on my arm forever.
For me, it's my bike.
"Anita" maybe, that would be nice.
Are we getting sentimental?
It's just as nice as a bike.
- Not taking a room, sir? - Well...
Later, he's driving me to Lyon first.
I'll be quick, I need to buy something.
Hurry up, someone's expecting me in Annecy.
There, it'll look nice in a blue bedroom.
It's lovely, I'll put it next to the cradle.
What the hell is she doing?
There she is.
She isn't that good-looking.
- Goodbye. - Goodbye.
Could you open the boot for me?
What a pain! What a pain!
Edmond...
- Monsieur Michalon? - What!
- You secretive little thing. - Me?
- You're scaring me. - I'm scaring you?
You have a killer's eyes...
Black and impenetrable.
You said they were small and brown.
I was stupid.
Ouch! You're hurting me!
- There! - What?
That's my dad's car!
I told you we would catch up with him before Annecy.
- This car is so fast! - He isn't alone.
So it seems... Who could that be?
Maybe he put the body in the passenger seat
to keep him company.
Stop it!
That's a good one!
Don't you have Prokofiev's seventh symphony?
No, why?
I love Prokofiev.
Chopin... Not great, but it will do.
Could you turn the heating up?
Could you close your window?
What are you doing?
- Can we get closer? - We can even overtake him.
Hide!
Emmanuelle, people are looking!
- So what? - What are they going to think?
Hello...
And?
- And? - He's a funny one, your dad.
- He's with a girl. - And she's naked!
Daddy!
Emmanuelle, what are you doing?
I'm taking your clothes off.
I can't drive naked.
Why not?
- He's taking off his shirt! - No way!
It's not a good time to tell him there's a body in the boot.
It wouldn't be nice.
- What do we do? - We follow him.
But we're in front of him.
It's the same, cops do it all the time.
They follow ahead of the car.
- I saw a film... - Crap!
- What was this film? - Forget about it!
18 francs.
Thank you.
My sweetheart!
That was stupid of us.
It's my fault.
We should have told him everything.
- We missed our chance. - Yes.
It's about time!
You and your films...
Do you know what we'll do?
We'll wait for him at the hotel.
You'll tell him everything then.
It's the only thing left to do.
Let's go.
My dad doesn't have a sense of humour.
ANNECY
Look at him.
He's so scared.
It's sad seeing him like this.
Go comfort him then!
Don't be stupid!
The guy feels bad because of his dad, and you...
Don't you worry.
Your dad won't kill you.
It's not my dad.
- You said something I didn't like. - Did I?
I asked you if you were living with Daniel
and you said "I don't know".
I don't like this.
It puts me in a tough spot.
Jean-Pierre...
Don't you think we have bigger problems?
Yes, you're right but...
This is important!
- Really? - Yes.
LYON
This is it, number four.
Let me help you.
The colour came off...
No worries, I'll have it cleaned.
Thanks, Edmond.
I've had a lovely day.
- Emmanuelle, could I... - No, Edmond.
I'm married.
And I have a secret too.
My name's Charlotte.
- Goodbye, Edmond. - Goodbye, Emmanuelle.
Do you know when Mr Michalon usually arrives?
He should be here by now.
He must have been delayed.
Excuse me.
Good evening, how are you?
Are you still thinking about what I said?
Not at all! I'm thinking about my dad.
It's almost 9 pm.
Where could he be?
You'll see him again, don't worry.
There's no need for assumptions.
We should have...
I don't know what we should have done.
I'm sure he opened the boot.
Or he got arrested.
- Maybe they're interrogating him? - No...
He would keep his mouth shut just to protect me, you know.
My dad is a great man, you know.
He is!
He always fought his own battles.
Have you seen Mr Michalon yet?
No, he hasn't arrived.
He was supposed to be here at 12 am!
- Did he call? - No.
If he comes, tell him that I've waited the whole day
and that he's not welcome anymore.
Okay.
I've cooked a rabbit for him but I'll eat it alone.
- There you are! Are you crazy? - Be quiet!
Since noon...
- What is it? - People are watching.
Come home and explain yourself.
Put the bags back in the car.
Who's she?
She isn't my mother, I know that much.
Your dad's quite something!
I baked potatoes for an hour!
Then I made sure they were crusty.
You've got a hell of a nerve!
Come on!
The key goes on the right! On the right!
You always get it wrong, you idiot!
Every time!
He has a key!
It's like his home.
Unbelievable!
Your dad seems to be leading a secret life.
- You poor thing... - This guy!
I swear...
I'm tired of men like you.
You use women like petrol stations.
But this won't work anymore, I'm telling you.
Look at all this.
I had everything ready, the curtains were drawn,
the music was ready,
the whiskey bottle was sitting by the fur rug
and I was relaxed and sexy.
I was waiting for you.
I know... But the car broke down.
Once the hydraulic system breaks on a DS...
What about the phone?
You won't believe me but the phone was broken too.
- No way... - Yes!
I tried to call you a few times but it wasn't working.
The hydraulic system?
- And your wife? - What?
And your wife?
- What about her? - Did you talk about the divorce?
Well... I was about to tell her but...
- But you broke down... - This isn't funny.
I've decided to talk to her this weekend.
I'm ready, I know exactly what I'll tell her.
Well, if you're ready, it shouldn't be too hard.
Call her.
What a great idea! I hadn't thought of that.
But I forgot... There's no phone in the chalet.
There's no phone?
No, there's no phone.
It takes so long to get the phone installed in France
so imagine what it's like there!
If we knew who she was,
we could call your daddy.
How could we find out who she is?
There are at least 20 tenants in the building.
Through the hotel concierge?
There's no risk trying.
Mr Michalon? I'm afraid he's out.
Is this Mrs Michalon?
Hum... Yes, this is she.
Do you know where I could reach him?
It's quite urgent.
I don't know, madam.
Can he call you back?
No, it's alright.
I'll call back.
Thank you.
Alright, thank you.
Could we have our drinks?
It's all about the phone.
If this keeps up, we'll be waiting until Christmas!
He went out for dinner.
This doesn't help us much.
Maybe we should go back to the hotel and wait for him.
Do you know what I think?
We should have a huge prime rib of beef!
And one prime rib for two!
And rare!
Blimey!
Let's celebrate!
There's no problem.
It's better to laugh about it.
Otherwise... What with all these worries!
Yes?
- It's for you. - For me?
- Hello? - This is Maurice.
Your wife called, it was urgent.
It seemed quite serious so you should call her back.
Alright.
Very well.
Yes, very well.
Thank you, Maurice.
Is something wrong?
No.
That smells delicious!
Yes.
Yes, but...
I'd rather celebrate Christmas on Christmas Day.
It's just a question of dates.
One day before or after, who cares?
Right!
People win races the day before the actual tournament.
- When nobody's there to watch. - Take this.
No, I want to have a blast when everyone else is.
Right.
It's sad to celebrate alone.
It's like being punished.
Hello? Hello?
Hello? Is that you, Edmond?
Hi honey, how are you? How nice of you to call.
I've tried to call but no-one answered.
What do you mean no-one answered?
Are you home?
No, I'm in Annecy.
Didn't Jean-Pierre tell you?
What are you talking about?
No-one picked up!
No-one was home.
How did you know I was in Annecy then?
I don't know!
You've just told me now.
Why did you go to Annecy anyway?
What?
Why did I stop in Annecy?
Edmond, I think this is the time to explain yourself.
- What are you saying? - Not now!
Not now? Why not now?
- Edmond? - Janice, please!
Can you hear me?
Yes! Try to understand!
- I thought we'd been cut off. - I understand.
Why did you say "not now"?
What's going on, Edmond?
Nothing, it was just the maid.
It's the hotel's chambermaid.
The maid?
She calls you "Edmond"?
Which hotel is that?
- The Albigny, as usual. - The Albigny?
The maid?
The maid calls you by your name there?
That's unbelievable!
You can't let a maid call you "Edmond".
Even at the Albigny.
It's unacceptable!
Even for a regular guest.
I know, the service isn't what it used to be.
- But there are limits. - Wait!
- Janice, don't. - Yes.
- Try to understand. - I understand.
They don't treat you well when I'm not here.
I can't hear you!
She didn't call me "Edmond", she asked me:
"Would you like an eiderdown?"
What's happening to you, Edmond? You're acting strange tonight.
What do you mean "strange"?
You're strange, for sure!
- Come again? Yes? - Call the director, please.
You can't let that go.
- What? - Ask for a new room.
Yes, you're right.
I'll get a new room.
- Promise? - Yes, see you soon.
- Kisses. - Kisses.
- Promise? - Yes!
Be careful on the road.
Bye.
Janice... have you seen this?
I thought there was no phone.
So what?
Do you like Christmas?
It depresses me.
You barely catch your breath and it's Christmas all over again:
The turkey, the garlands, the presents...
Do you know what it makes me think about?
Death!
I'd rather we think more about my father.
His Christmas might be ruined.
Shall we wait?
Inside or outside?
Inside.
We could even wait for him in his room.
Are you crazy?
- But it's for free. - Hey!
I do have a room for Mr Michalon but I don't understand.
I'm Mr Michalon.
Since when?
Since the 19th May 1949.
Don't you believe that he is Mr Michalon?
Show him your ID papers.
- Are you Mr Michalon's son? - Well, of course.
Didn't his father tell you we were coming?
- No. - But he booked a room.
He told us to use it but he must have forgotten to tell you.
No worries, just give us the key.
Just one minute, please.
Yes?
It's you, Maurice!
No, he's taking a bath.
Isn't she funny...
Who?
His son?
Listen to me, Maurice.
He just talked to his wife and he'll be with them for Christmas.
Tell him Mr Michalon is at the whorehouse!
Of course you can say that, Maurice.
Say he's fucking his mistress.
Very well, goodbye.
Well...
I think your dad is very busy.
321, on the third floor.
Thank you.
Don't put your ashes on the floor.
Because it's your father's room?
- Well, yes and... - His room!
Once he sees what's in his boot, he won't care about the rest.
Were you really born on the 19th May?
Yes.
I'm a Taurus, like my dad.
I don't understand you, it's nice here.
There are the mountains,
you can go skiing, there's the lake too...
The lake!
Let's talk about it: Your lake depresses me!
I go round in circles, I knit, I'm like a sailor's wife.
The lake mesmerises me.
I'm tired of it.
I'm meant to be living in Paris.
I want to go out every night, I want to meet people...
I'm sure you're going out all the time in Paris.
I hate thinking you're having fun without me.
I love having fun so much!
I don't want to die in Haute-Savoie!
Isn't it good for the lungs?
Do you know what my lungs are telling you?
What's that smell?
The cake...
Oh no, crap!
Are you going to sleep in the big bed?
Well, we lived together.
Well of course, but...
Alright...
What's with you?
Your dad isn't the only one having fun!
Shut it!
Jean-Pierre...
Would you mind sleeping in the big bed?
Really?
I'm exhausted.
It'll be tough to sleep in the big bed.
You can sleep with me.
I won't bother you.
I know, but I prefer.
Welcome on board.
Are you sad?
What are you thinking about?
About this trip.
It's just absurd.
If only it were up to me...
I've always been bothered by other people.
Other people's lives, other people's ideas...
other people's parents, other people's bodies...
If other people weren't here to bother me...
I'd be very happy.
When I wake up in the morning, I'm always in a good mood.
Always.
I've never woken up in a bad mood.
Unlike me!
Every time I open my eyes, a new tragedy starts.
Oh well...
Not me.
When I open my eyes, I'm really happy.
As long as I'm not reminded that life is full of trouble...
Look at the three of us here.
We could laugh and be happy.
But instead of that,
we're trying to fix our mistakes
by making even more mistakes.
We're just sinking deeper.
All this because something went wrong at the beginning.
Something small that we didn't even deserve.
Don't you agree?
Where are you going?
I thought we were waiting for his father?
While you were asleep, Anita had a great idea.
We take the body out and we leave it there.
- In the car park? - So what?
The body isn't connected to anyone.
They won't know where it came from.
We can wait for you if you want to come.
No, I'm going to bed.
Give me my keys.
- What? - Give me my keys!
- We can't rely on you. - What?
We can't count on this guy.
- He's trouble. - I won't lend my car!
- People don't lend cars like that. - Your car, your bike...
Stop it! I'm tired of following your hearse.
Go to bed, we don't need you!
You'll just get in trouble.
That's how he's been for 10 years.
And here we go again!
You don't care if we go to jail.
- Stop it! - Shut up!
Stop or you'll make me cry.
You have a chromosome missing!
Going to bed and getting up 15 minutes later...
Oh, honey.
It's locked.
What a bunch of weirdos!
- It's locked. - Well of course it is!
You have great ideas at night.
Let's just ring.
Right, call your daddy and he'll open the door.
There's a doctor!
We ring and we say it's an emergency.
He lets us in and we run to the car park.
That's quite smart.
He's sleeping, of course.
- He'll send us away. - Shut up!
Yes?
You're ringing at my place.
I'm Dr Laville.
- Is anyone ill? - Well... No, I'm not.
- But you... - No, I'm fine.
- Alright then. - I'm ill.
I'm not feeling very well.
Well come on in then.
Excuse me.
You can come in.
Alright then, see you later.
Aren't you coming?
- We don't want to disturb you. - No.
As you wish.
Fourth floor.
What's the matter?
Where does it hurt?
Come on in.
It's locked.
They keep locking everything.
- It's a vice. - What will we do?
Shall I undress?
What for? You're not even sick.
Am I right?
You just wanted to get into the building, didn't you?
Your friends wanted to get to the car park?
What do they want?
- To steal a car? - No!
I've just spent four hours fighting to deliver a baby...
The rest seems quite ludicrous.
Of course.
I need some light!
Why do you have all these keys?
Do you steal cars often?
Come on.
Well...
You're really drunk!
Can't you stand straight?
Samantha!
Stay here, will you?
That was boring as hell!
It was so boring!
So... boring.
The whole evening!
The whole evening.
There are the mountains, the lake...
The lake! It mesmerises me, your lake!
I don't want to die in Haute-Savoie.
We only want to get something that belongs to us.
It's not easy...
Jean-Pierre forgot something compromising
in his father's DS.
A DS?
- Mr Michalon's car? - Do you know him?
Yes, I know him.
He's the gentleman who will marry the tall brunette downstairs.
Really? He'll marry her?
So it seems.
Well then.
What's so compromising?
You can tell me.
- I'm open-minded. - Right.
- Is it hash? - No.
- Don't tell me it's hard drugs! - No.
What is it then?
- Pictures. - Pictures?
Are these pictures compromising?
Are they porn pictures?
Yes.
I think this is the one.
He doesn't look good.
- You're scared he might find them. - Yes.
Is it Jean-Pierre and you?
Yes.
The other one too?
Yes.
I envy you!
Love is no longer a sin, you know.
Was it a sin before?
When I was young, it was.
Maybe it was an advantage...
We'll never pull this off!
Will you be able to sleep with all this coffee?
Sleep?
It's a bit frightening when you live alone.
My husband died eight years ago.
Since then, I have work and coffee.
And loneliness.
You need to go out, you can't stay like this.
Go meet people.
I'm sure you could find a nice and lonely old man.
Why an old man?
I like them young and funny too.
There you go.
Excuse us, Doctor!
His dad's girl just took off.
She stole the car.
Come, we need to catch up with her.
I think you should talk to Mr Michalon.
Don't worry, I'll try to make things right.
Doctor.
Mr Michalon...
Dad, your friend just stole the car.
What are you doing here?
- I came to warn you. - My car is downstairs.
- We can go after her. - Hurry!
Hurry? Hurry where?
What?
Where is she?
And what the hell are you doing here?
I need to know that much at least!
Unbelievable! What's going on?
- I... - Mr Michalon.
You should get dressed first, then start thinking afterwards.
That would be much better.
The bitch!
- Dad, go get dressed. - Doctor...
It's brief but precise.
I'M GOING TO TALK TO YOUR WIFE...
"Talk to your wife"!
The bitch! "Talk to your wife"!
What are you doing here?
Well, you know, I...
- You were watching me. - No, I wasn't.
What then?
There will be time to talk on the road.
- Give me my shirt. - Yes.
- Are you wearing this? - What?
- Are you wearing these trousers? - The bitch!
The bitch! The bitch! The bitch!
The bitch!
Give me my other shirt!
Let's go, she might talk to your mother.
Mr Michalon!
I've promised these kids I would talk to you.
Whatever you may find in your car...
Please, be lenient.
It all really doesn't matter.
Why did the doctor tell me to be lenient?
It's about what's in your boot.
It's because of this.
Because of what?
What's in my boot?
Well...
- Tell him. - You do it.
Out with it!
I can't tell you because you'll just get mad.
Come on Jean-Pierre, I'm no tyrant.
The doctor said it wasn't a big deal.
- A body. - What now?
- A body. - A body?
What kind of body?
Well, a body!
A man's body.
A real body, a normal one.
Dead.
It's a medical student prank, isn't it?
You stole a corpse!
No, we didn't steal it, Mr Michalon.
Is this a joke?
I swear this is no joke.
A body.
Who is he?
- The dead man? - We don't know.
- What do you mean?
We don't know who he is.
He just came out of nowhere.
Spare me the stupid answers, will you?
But listen, it's...
Don't tell me he just happened to die in my boot.
- I didn't say that. - We put him there.
- Right. - Before you left Paris.
He showed up at Anita's and before the neighbour came...
- What? - We'll finish later, let's go.
- How much do I owe you? - 12.50.
Your friend Janice has to go through customs.
If they happen to open the boot...
CUSTOMS, THREE KILOMETRES COMPULSORY STOP
Did you remember to buy bread?
Stop!
Papers please.
- Do you have your insurance? - I think so, yes.
Do you like this music? You're a romantic!
No, I'm in a hurry.
A beautiful woman like you shouldn't be in a hurry.
- Dreams shouldn't flee... - Is everything in order?
Alright, alright, you can go.
- Papers please! - What? Yes, of course.
- Crap! - Sorry, it's this idiot...
Where are the papers?
Do you have your insurance papers?
Yes, wait a minute.
All these papers...
Are you from Paris?
Two beautiful women in two minutes, what a nice day!
There are days like this.
Anything to declare?
No.
Well yes, Chopin!
Could you open your boot, please.
Here it is!
The greenery is like a beautiful girl,
a sunset under the rain...
Dad!
Oh God!
You can go.
Everything's fine.
Stay on the phone, please. Hello?
I said hello. Hello?
My car!
- He's crazy! - Why did he leave?
It's your fault, you said he could go.
- Can I see your insurance? - Here!
My car!
Did you see that?
A brand new office...
You didn't enjoy it long.
You can go.
Well done, Dad!
Look!
They let her through.
Well done.
What are you waiting for? Come on out!
We need to call the police.
Yes, I'm sorry!
I don't know what happened, it was an accident.
I do really hope it was an accident!
I have to go, I have work to do. Bye!
It cut off again.
It was brand new!
I think the accelerator got stuck.
Hello?
The shaft probably broke.
You were going too fast anyway.
- Give me the car's papers. - The papers?
They're coming.
I'll smash his face in!
A man who doesn't respect cars, I have to beat him up.
I'm happy to help but there are limits!
They are all crazy in this family.
- Move along, move along. - It's my car!
It's my car!
I'm telling you it's my car!
You're just like the others, in a different uniform.
Your passport.
But it's my car!
- Don't yell! - Jean-Pierre?
Yes, Dad?
Go then, if it's your car.
I can't believe him!
I can't believe it! The headlight is broken.
- The papers. - Let me beat him up.
Later.
- Did you see? - I sure did!
My dad can take decisions.
Aren't you cute, aren't you just cute...
- Why do you say that? - Because you're cute.
Last name, first name and address.
Michalon, Edmond, 36 rue Jasmin.
- Are you married? - If I'm married...
Ouch! Ouch! Mummy!
That's not the right way!
- At least you got down here. - Help me up.
- You made it down. - I made it down!
You're safe now.
That's not very nice!
- Mrs Michalon? - Yes.
- Are you Mrs Michalon? - I am.
I'm your husband's mistress.
Really? Which one?
You must sign this now.
- Me? - Yes, you.
Here.
- Are we done? - Yes.
But be more careful in the future.
Thank you.
Raise the barrier.
He wanted to brake
but his foot slipped on the accelerator.
This would never happen here.
He must be Belgium.
Go ahead, there's nothing behind you.
Don't look so upset.
What should I say?
Let's go.
- Let's go? - Yes, let's go!
Here we are.
Well done!
Crap!
It's quite something.
Do you come here often?
Every year.
But this year is different.
Mr Michalon?
- Daddy? - We're here.
- I know... - Come on.
Don't be scared now.
Easy for you to say!
Mrs Michalon won't eat you alive.
I've been scared of her for 25 years.
Jean-Pierre!
It looks like she's leaving.
- Edmond? - Yes.
We're in here.
We were playing gin.
She's a great player.
Big gin!
Hello.
Hello!
Did you bring your son?
That seems appropriate.
These are my friends, Anita and Daniel.
- Hello. - Hello, madam.
Hi, honey.
I guess you already met your dad's mistress?
Hello.
Well... Daddy told me...
- What would you like to drink? - A port.
I'd like a whiskey.
Alright.
What about you, Edmond?
Will you stop your games!
What games?
Your friend said you wanted a divorce.
Let's not fight, I agree.
What do you mean?
- She's leaving. - I'm leaving.
I'm going to my dad's in Geneva.
He's a banker.
A Swiss banker!
I got used to your mistresses
but it's the first time you bring one home.
I don't want you to leave me!
You're my wife and I love you.
Hey!
What the hell!
Hypocrite!
He knows I have a lot of money, miss.
Edmond, I forgot to tell you.
I'm keeping everything: The flat, the chalet, the office...
And I don't think Dad will keep you as the head of the company.
And he's getting fired too!
He'll be having quite a few headaches.
- Jean-Pierre, give me hand. - Wait!
If you're taking everything, take the DS too.
It's good on mountain roads.
But Dad, you...
Janice, give me the keys.
Thank you.
It's in my name anyway.
No, Jean-Pierre!
Put them in the boot.
But there's no room in the boot.
What do you mean, there's no room?
Who's this?
Someone who wanted to ruin me.
And you killed him?
I brought him for Christmas!
Jean-Pierre, take back your mother's bags.
You let me go with that!
You let me cross the border with that thing?
Are you nuts?
- You're the one who left. - He was sleeping.
How do I make sense of this?
And?
What shall we do?
I don't know but I'm off.
Call me a taxi, Edmond.
Everyone's staying.
You don't know you weren't followed.
Me?
Listen up!
Listen up.
If the police come, let's pretend nothing happened.
It's Christmas.
- Can you cook? - Yes, very well.
To the kitchen then!
You two come with me, we'll take care of the body.
Is Anita staying with you?
Isn't she nice?
The three of us are having fun.
The mountains, the Christmas tree,
the snow, the skiing...
- The lake! - Excuse me?
You talk like your father.
- My father? - He mesmerises me.
You always have to complain about something.
But here is the nice family Christmas you wanted!
On Christmas Eve!
Merry Christmas!
- Well then? - Wait...
What did you do with the body?
- What body? - A body?
What body?
NO PROBLEM!