PREVIOUSLY
- Hello, sir. - Can you fit me in?
- You've regenerated. - Why do you say that?
You look in better shape.
We discovered them this morning. Three girls,
Four boys, from 18 to 23.
Some reported missing a few days ago, others months ago.
You think it's starting again?
That's their sign: two dots.
Birth and death.
Who's their enemy? All of us who regenerate.
I found a survivor of the stadium.
Christa Novak.
She's in a psychiatric ward till she's of age.
A good old collective suicide, like in your day.
- Why are you showing me that? - I need your help.
- They're all dead. - You're proof that they're not.
We're really proud of you, Christa.
Just the sort of child you wanted.
- What has she seen? - No idea.
They've got in touch with her.
It worked. It worked, Darius.
A pretty cool room.
Get your ribs bust, you can have the same.
- How are you feeling? - OK.
- They're not hurting? - Not any more.
I can almost breathe normally.
They said there'll be no after-effects.
That's good.
For all the difference it makes!
It was weird, going back to Attenberg.
- Remember? That's where we... - Of course.
I remember everything.
You're beautiful.
I saw him.
I think I saw him.
- Who? - Caron.
At the ceremony. He was there.
That's not possible.
He died at the stadium, with all the others.
It was him.
- You must have been mistaken. - How?
We spent hours with him
while he explained how and why we should do ourselves in.
You were mistaken.
I'm not crazy.
I'm sure it was him.
Imagine if he's still alive.
I need to know, Nahel. Do you understand?
I have to know.
Is everything OK?
- Hello. - Captain.
I was just telling Mr and Mrs Novak
that their daughter was extremely helpful.
Are you sure you want to continue?
- The centre says you don't have to. - I'll do it.
Christa, you told me you wanted to put all that behind you.
I'll do it, I said.
Didn't you want us to spend some time together?
Yes, of course.
We're all agreed, then.
Could you leave us alone for a moment?
We'll be in the corridor, sweetheart.
I didn't know what to buy, so I got them all.
Feeling better?
Tell me...
When you were at the ceremony, I felt like something happened.
Like you saw someone.
No.
I was wrong.
We located the origin of the message.
A centre for youngsters with problems, on the coast.
The Future Foundation.
You read New Eyes?
Cool.
I read it too when I was your age.
Were the mags to persuade me to carry on?
I was just being nice.
- All for us? - They must be expecting us.
The message went from here.
At 11:10 p.m. We lost the signal after that.
There were lots here helping us get ready for our inauguration.
No security footage. I asked.
No cameras.
- Who are they? - Nobody.
Mr Berti.
Captain Asram, Lieutenant Lesky.
A call linked to the suicides was sent from here?
- Do you have a list of members? - No.
No names, no addresses. It's against our philosophy.
It's very open and free here. We want it to stay that way.
Few places remain where nothing is expected of minors.
They come when they want, eat what they want, kiss who...
How many?
Spread out across all our sites?
30,000? 40,000?
Some come only once, others are more regular.
Unbelievable!
You run an association of 30,000 kids without knowing who they are.
Putting them on file, checking and monitoring them...
If that worked, those seven kids wouldn't be dead.
After the great waves it was meant to change.
You were going to take a real interest
as to why so many chose death.
But you brushed over how regeneration corrupts their place in society.
You talked about the dangers of overpopulation.
Lots of talk.
Then you monitored, checked, banned...
Deprived them of their rights, raised the age of majority to 30.
Turned youth into one big waiting room!
- I did that? - Yeah!
We don't check their gamma-GT here
and take samples to improve their chance of regenerating.
We encourage them, we celebrate them, we live!
Youngsters matter here!
Nice speech. I was close to making a donation.
Ian, give them whatever we have.
You're going to be disappointed.
- Our offices are upstairs. - No.
No one hides from anyone. Do it down here.
Your legendary welcome!
You're not at home here.
No, we're at home here! This is our place!
NO DOCUMENT CORRESPONDS TO SEARCH CRITERIA
WHO'S HIDING BEHIND IT?
All right, sweetheart?
We're eating at 8, if that's OK.
Leave your mobile here.
I'm waiting.
- Who are you? - Do you want my help or not?
It's your only chance.
Hurry.
Move!
Linus?
Now we eat.
Real meat.
No insects here.
We eat what we are: flesh.
Never forget that.
Don't you recognise me?
Eat.
Finish it.
I'll be right back.
- He's called three times. - What did he say?
Good, isn't it?
Who was your friend?
Meat does that to you when you're not used to it.
It hurts to feel alive, eh?
Finish it, we have to go.
What are we doing here?
Watching, observing, contemplating.
Who?
Them! Do you understand?
It's a place for minors only. You know what they expect of us?
Just that.
To stay docile while we wait to regenerate.
They say that if you drink or do drugs or have morbid thoughts,
you may not regenerate.
You have to stay pure and carefree.
STAY CAREFREE
No thinking, no excess.
But we're not like them, right?
We're not like them.
He's helping us keep our eyes open.
What happened ten years ago at the stadium?
How did you survive?
Have you seen Caron?
This is important!
Did he survive too?
The stadium was a detail.
This time we'll engulf everything, to save the world.
I've sent a lot on the path to the world beyond.
"He who steps off the path will end up in hell."
I'm not alone. Hundreds of us are waiting for the signal.
- The beach was just the start. - Who'll give the signal?
I'm just the one who shows the path.
Accept.
Don't resist.
What is it?
If you want me to take you, stop asking questions.
Hey, I see you've got some gear.
- Can you spare... - Get outta here!
Hey, chill!
Are you OK?
What did you give me?
You're dead!
That's him.
Linus.
- Léonard Ader, 22. - We all had nicknames.
Yes, we know.
The only survivor of the stadium collective suicide.
He "missed."
The medical report says "partial lobotomy."
Nerve centre intact, but problems with mental and cognitive functions.
Saved by a neighbour who heard the gunshots.
He has a record, but for minor stuff: squatting,
burglary, mainly of pharmacies,
drug possession...
- Parents? - They abandoned him.
Three days after the stadium they left the country. Vanished!
Léonard Ader.
I don't know if he even recognised me. He was out of it.
- And the other one? - He was a lot younger.
Seventeen or eighteen. I'd never seen him before.
Did he talk about suicide?
Nothing else. He said what happened ten years ago was nothing,
that there were other recruiters and he'd sent loads on their way.
He's waiting for a signal.
A signal? What? Who from?
I don't know. God, the angels, his mum?
I didn't understand him.
OK. So he came for you at 1 a.m., right?
And you went with him without trying to contact us?
- I didn't have a choice. - Where did you go?
I had a bag on my head.
We rode for 30 or 40 minutes, to an abandoned building.
Like a hotel or a hospital. It was completely empty,
nothing near it.
Can you remember anything else?
It smelled of the sea, iodine.
And then?
We ate.
Then he took me to a bar where youngsters were dancing.
Sounds like you had fun.
And in this bar?
He told me about his recruiting.
Then he gave me a pill. I don't remember any more.
I got the test results. NDE, a methyl derivative
which mimics the near-death experience.
The tunnel, the white light... Some even see the dead.
Did it have that effect on you?
The gynaecological exam shows he didn't take advantage of you.
Darius.
I may have something.
A retirement home?
One of the last. It was abandoned 60 years ago.
The building regularly has squatters.
Eastern suburbs, 600 metres from the shore.
Call the SWAT team.
Darius.
It's tonight.
I'll set up surveillance.
Your romantic dinner?
What's that?
Their fucking code.
Do you understand?
Darius.
Don't move.
At least we know what you were eating.
Nice scream, Lieutenant!
You can't win.
They want to die, you're obsessed with living.
Three or four idiots can undermine what's sacred to millions of idiots.
Or one idiot. Linus or another.
Believe me, it's pointless.
You can't win.
You're a real bundle of laughs!
Can you decipher what we found?
It'll save us loads of time.
OK.
- Got all you need, sweetie? - Yes.
Goodnight.
Look at the camera.
Close your eyes.
Why are you smiling?
It's weird, not seeing anything.
I didn't tell you to open your eyes.
Are you with your brothers?
Yes.
I know when you're lying, Nahel.
You're with us or with them, it's as simple as that.
Look at the camera.
Why didn't you come last night?
I was at home and...
We're at war, Nahel.
We must be able to count on everyone.
I don't know if I can count on you.
I'm sorry, I promise you.
I don't want your apologies, Nahel.
Only actions speak.
Only actions don't lie.
Do you hear me?
Stop it!
Look at the camera.
Our day is coming, Nahel.
You need faith to be ready to die without fear.
I'm ready.
Not everyone is.
Some of our brothers aren't with us.
Not me.
I'm ready.
We've chosen a difficult path.
- Only actions speak. - Only actions speak.
- Only actions don't lie. - Only actions don't lie.
Only actions speak.
Only actions don't lie.
Only actions speak.
Only actions don't lie.
Only actions speak!
Only actions don't lie.
I'm proud of you.
Join the others.
Christa.
Christa!
Give that to me.
Give it to me. Please.
I can't take any more.
Limit access to two doors. We can't manage this.
- How many are they expecting? - A thousand.
Maybe more.
Let's move, it starts in two hours.
Get them to stop a minute. I can't hear a thing.
Is that really necessary?
You want some suicides, eh, to prove you're right?
You think I enjoy this?
I don't.
We'll only intervene if needed.
For the rest, just let us...
Yes, speaking.
What's going on?
Is this the gun?
There for ten years without us knowing.
We don't know anything, we're helpless...
We can't cope.
I know a father shouldn't say this, but she's better off locked up.
We've tried, but it's just not possible.
- It was in the garden? - Yes.
I'll do it.
I'll go.
I'm tired, I'm going to bed.
My name is Béat.
POLICE LIEUTENANT DIPLOMA
POLICE DEPARTMENT MEDAL OF HONOUR
Are you hungry, thirsty? Help yourself.
Do I scare you?
No, why?
Didn't your husband tell you?
I'm unstable, psychotic, prone to violent episodes.
I can look after myself.
I hear voices too.
Listen to music, it'll pass.
Has he had enough of being a cop?
Why do you say that?
His retraining questionnaire.
He can't carry on.
Three terms of 33 years is the maximum in the police.
Three terms of 33 years?
That explains a lot.
What does he want to do?
He doesn't know yet.
He won't find out with those answers.
Who'll believe he "loves teamwork" or "loves challenging himself"?
- Is that the same person? - My words for the last 25 years!
Some of us hear voices, others pretend to be deaf.
What does your son think?
Isn't that your son in the photo?
No.
He was Darius's.
He died...
a long time ago.
Long before we got together.
I never knew him.
It was over 60 years ago.
There was a big epidemic.
I doubt you've even heard of it.
There was still a lot of death back then.
How old are you?
What do you think?
I don't know. Eighty-five?
Not far off. Eighty-one.
Lesky's inside.
I haven't seen so many minors for ages.
Never, in fact.
It's weird.
The bar. Go to camera 12.
Him.
That's not Linus.
The Identikit of his mate?
I'm off to bed.
There are more. Help yourself.
Thanks.
Stay here if you prefer.
It's up to you.
If I don't have to sleep with your husband's certificates,
it's better for my mental wellbeing.
Goodnight, Christa.
Identification.
Recognise her?
Samian Vanghen. She was 22.
She came to your foundation a lot.
Never seen her before. I told you, we get...
Thousands, yeah.
Virgil, they're evacuating the hall and closing us down!
Why are you doing this? You know all the sacrifices it took!
Look at me!
You have the same blinkers on as ten years ago!
How many deaths will it take this time? Five hundred? One thousand?
Control yourself.
Or you'll arrest me?
Yes, lock us up, solve your problems! Look at me!
Lesky.
Mr Berti, tell us what's happened tonight.
There was a suicide tonight, outside the event.
We don't yet know the circumstances of the suicide,
but it was a minor, whose name and age haven't been divulged.
This suicide came just as the Future Foundation
was celebrating its tenth birthday.
We've just heard that the police have closed down the site.
At the scene of the tragedy we met Virgil Berti,
the foundation's founder.
This was his reaction.
There was a suicide tonight, outside the event.
It was an absurd, unbearable and unexplainable act.
But look at how the authorities have reacted!
Closing down your new centre for minors?
It's quite simply criminal!
They stigmatise a whole section of society with their reductionism.
It's no surprise some kids get radicalised.
It's time we opened our eyes. What's left for them?
They close us tonight. What will it be tomorrow?
They can't promise change while stifling all hope.
No more promises! Actions!
Only actions speak! Only actions don't lie!
Only actions speak.
Only actions don't lie.
Subtitle translation by Howard Bonsor