So, don't you have something to tell me ?
How was school today ?
He never goes to school on Saturday mornings.
Will you come to by birthday ?
I'm going to escape.
For once, you'll have a good reason not to keep your promise.
Claire, you'll bail me out and I'll be free, right ?
Can I have a real smile ?
It's good to see you both.
He, daddy !
He will help you to escape.
I'll give it back to you on your birthday.
- Don't miss it, ok? - Shut up, P‚querette, I'm taking aim.
- Don't miss it, ok? - P‚querette, have I ever missed it?
No. So look at me in the eyes, everything will be fine.
You're looking at me, right?
Look at me !
What did you do now ?
Goodbye Marcus !
Have a nice holiday, P‚querette !
P‚querette is escaping pieces by pieces.
He'll be out before we are.
Can you say 'dear Mister' for a lawyer ?
'Sir' would be better.
What the fuck !
Oh, you never killed.
You're no dealer.
Your hands are neat ... soft ...
Hum, no, too proud.
I am running a company.
Shit, I was going to find out !
Running a company ...
Well you just lost a rank.
You were the boss, now you're the secretary !
Just what I am looking for !
Marcus ! Please !
- Did I miss the walk ?
- He's at the library.
He does look like someone who spends his time with books.
He works there. He does not read books, he puts them in order.
Anyway, he doesn't care. He has read them all.
How do I finish it ?
'This confession was made without any pressure nor constraints'
Put the note and sign.
- Marcus ! - Eh, how did it go ?
Well, time for introduction.
So, here is CarrŤre, head of a company.
P‚querette likes going on trips to the infirmary.
For fresh air ... to see the head doctor ...
Two fingers of holidays ! Come on, go !
P‚querette, please !
'Hope you can afford it.
One pays with cigarettes here ?
I'll pay with cigars.
- Have any preferences ? - No, only the best will do.
What is the need of working, then ?
- Especially working honestly. - Exactly Marcus, exactly.
You know what's the real trick? Making people believe that by working honnestly
for 40 years, they're successful. That's what politcians, journalists say.
That's what my father used to say.
Then, at the end, what did he have ? A house, a car, a barbecue set.
He died one year after retirement.
I chose short cuts.
I may die at 60 but I'd had everything for 25 years.
The best cars, the best apartments, the best boats.
- The most beautiful women. - No, the most beautiful woman.
- Happiness. - Who talked about happiness ?
I talked about comfort.
So, can I ?
- Well, let's drink to your main residence ! - Secondary ! Secondary residence !
What's happiness ?...
Jean ... Jean my love ! Jean, please, listen to me !
Please listen to me ! Do it again ! Do it again !
Kill me !
What the ... ! Shit !
What's that ? What's that !
When will you be clean ?
How many times did I tell you to take a piss before going to bed ?
Is that so fucking complicated !
Stop eating that trash !
Is that a hideout of yours, CarrŤre?
I felt something.
Looks like a diary.
It's the diary of a con.
Look at this : October 7th, 1920
- What's that ? - That depends, here, that's Latin.
And that's Greek.
But I don't know what's this.
Another teacher who blew a fuse.
Surely one of your collegues, Lasalle.
You were a teacher ? A writer ?
Teacher, writer, philosopher, no one knows.
What's sure is that he's known for what he did with his hands.
That's nice my Paquerette. It's beginning to turn me on.
This is unbelievable. His name was Charles Danvers. Kind of a serial killer.
So what ? We also got some here.
But know why he was killing ?
Because he was obsessed with youth. He couldn't stand getting old.
So he started to steal placentas in maternity hospitals to make masks, creams.
I think he even injected them.
He was so obsessed that he started to kill pregnant women to have fresher placentas.
Not so bad.
But while you were reading I hold for 10 minutes.
Suspended on the tips of my fingers. With 50kg on my back.
Now the prison wall doesn't seem so high !
You're hoping to climb the wall with your bare hands ?
So what ? Some did.
And why 50kg on your back ?
how much does my little P‚querette weigh ? How much ?!
I'll take you with me, my little P‚querette ! I'll take you with me !
And your written confessions ? Weren't you expecting a reduction of sentence ?
A reduction of sentence ?
Not with what I confessed !
No, confessions were only to give the names of old friends who'd like to find me.
Here, I'm safe 'cause they're outside.
When I escape,
they'll be inside, because of my confessions.
If you want to do like me, you'd better start training quickly !
No need, in 15 days at the very most my wife will pay for the bail.
I'll be out before you are.
And what will do once outside ?
I don't know.
I will ...
get rid of the only thing I don't wanna train.
... 50 kg ...
... don't eat trash ...
... 50 kg ...
Why did you do this ? Why ?
You don't touch that. It doesn't belong to you.
I didn't ... I didn't.
What ? You didn't do that ? You didn't ?
- Calm down, he says he didn't do it. - Of course.
So, who's sick enough to do that ?
Listen, I don't want you to touch what's mine.
if P‚querette had touched your toy, there would be nothing left.
Simply because he would have eaten it all. He eats everything.
You know, he ate my watch.
He eats everything, just like pigs.
And he was actually raised among them.
In the barn of the family farm.
When he managed to get out, he saw his little sister for the first time.
He was so glad that he ate her.
A six-month old baby.
P‚querette did not do this.
So what happened to your guy ? He cooked a baby ? Go on !
It's weird. He's been in jail for a month now.
It looks he's getting crazy.
Everyday, he sees a new rinkle on his face. He's obsessed with escaping to get new palcentas.
And here, he spends his time engraving inscriptions on the wall.
Four vertical lines across the wall, that's how you counts days !
No, no, he had formulas in head.
He was trying to remember them. There are also drawings he copied.
He seems to be practicing black magic.
Do some magic ! Do some magic, like on TV !
- That's nonsense. - No, go on, do some magic !
P‚querette ! Come and finish eating please.
Come on, come on, come on ...
Is there something left to drink ?
Did you ever taste the minesta cocktail ?
You take some minesta, mash it, turn it into powder, mix it with some beer, toss, drink,
you'll see, you'll take off !
I can even get you straws if you want.
It doubles, triples the effect.
- You don't have a good Bordeaux ? - He's insane.
Come on, read some magic ! Read me some magic !
When you have something in mind ...
You're glad ?!
- What the fuck was that ? - I don't know.
- Did he touch the alcohol ? - Impossible, I hide it so he won't drink it.
- Did you draw that ? With that ? - Yes, it's magic.
Once more ! One more trick !
Why don't you please him ?
"I placed the four points which defined the direction of the winds,
and drew the lines which link them.
I pronounced the formula, a blow came out from the stones."
Sorry I don't read.
- Are you ok ?
Calm down !
Shut up !
I didn't finish my coffee.
Did you see that !
What do you think about it ?
Wait, did you ever see a book like that ! I don't believe in those stuffs but now !
So what ? What else do you want ?
I don't know, aren't curious to know what can be done with it ?
I mean maybe it could be useful to us.
Useful for what ? Burning ? Blowing our heads ?
What I saw is enough for me. I don't want to see more. Understand ?
It's because we weren't prepared. If we understand how it works ...
And maybe this book is worth a fortune. We have to try.
You do what you want, but I warn you,
you don't open that book when P‚querette and I are in the cell. Right ?
"I pronounced the formula I found tonight three times.
The stones moved apart."
"The phenomena are transient, their logic is still escaping me,
but I'm close to the aim. If only I had my books."
What ? What's going on ?
What happened ? Who did that to you ? Tell me !
The wall ! It ate my fingers !
- What do you mean 'the wall' ? - It ate my fingers in my dreams.
You touched that fucking book ! You read it last night !
No ! Marcus listen ...
I know when he loses a finger,
because I'm the one who holds the knife, so don't fool with me !
- I didn't do anything ! I tell you I didn't ! - And how do you explain that ?
It's fucking healed !
if the book took P‚querette's fingers, it can probably get them back.
You'll ask Lassalle to read it.
To cure P‚querette.
Only Lassalle will know what to do with it.
You don't think that it can bring back his fingers, do you ?
You said this book could be helpful ?
You said we only need to understand it, so you'll ask Lassalle to read it.
-Why don't you ask him yourself ? - He won't listen to me.
I can hit him. I can make him suffer. He would be hurt. But he wouldn't be scared.
I can't force him to do anything.
Why should I manage to ?
Because you know how to talk, and because you are scared of being hurt.
Why does Lassalle refuse to read ?
He thinks his books drove him crazy.
Everything he learnt.
Two minutes of dementia, that's what psychiatrists said
when he murdered his wife one morning during breakfast.
Haven't you noticed ?
He nevers eats in the morning.
CarrŤre ! Visiting room.
P‚querette, I cant' if you do this.
I won't read.
I won't read that book.
- Why do you say that ? - Marcus is no subtle strategist.
You have to convince me to read the book.
- Listen, Marcus is threatening me. - Do you really think it could give him his fingers back ?
I don't know what this book can do. I'm not even asking you to read it.
I will. I'll describe you the formulas, the drawings, the diagrams, and you'll listen.
And you tell me what to do.
I'm not even asking you to look at that fucking book.
I don't wanna undergo what you do. - What do I undergo ?
I saw everything the other night.
The sodomy? I don't undergo it. I asked him for it.
You didn't seem to enjoy it that much.
I never said I liked it. What I like is to have the choice.
It's my way to stay free. To choose.
That's philosophical bullshit. I don't have the choice.
- I'm only asking you to give me a hand. - Choosing to do something, choosing not to do another.
Choosing to get fucked, choosing not to read.
Visiting room nį4, 20 minutes.
- Claire, Hugo's not here ? - No.
- Where is he ? - At his grandmother's.
- You know I want to see him.
So, what did the lawyer said ?
Have you payed the bail yet ?
What ? Is there something wrong ?
Why don't you say something ?
It's gonna take more time, isn't it ?
- I asked for divorce. - What ?
Wait, what's going on here ?
- You didn't even ask if I was ok.
Claire, Claire, Claire, come back !
Shut up ! Shut the fuck up !
I'm fed up with you often yelling at P‚querette.
Is that what's upsetting you ?
- There are plenty of fish in the sea ! - Marcus !
Mr CarrŤre is already afflicted enough.
That's certainly the first time one of his objects of comfort leaves him before he gets rid of it.
Why don't you start by the last page ?
That's what I used to do when I read.
We found out.
Listen to Mr CarrŤre, Marcus.
"My researches are finally over,
tonight I'll go through the stones,
I am escaping at last."
That's the formula he used to go out.
That may not give P‚querette his fingers back, but that's it.
With this book, we can escape.
- Lassalle !
- Mr CarrŤre is a pragmatic man.
Forget your stupid words, I just want to know.
- I tell you it's gonna work. You saw what the book could do.
Danvers said he found out. With this formula, we can go out.
How do I know that it's not risky ?
Nothing. But do you know a way of escaping that is not ?
When you are on the wall with the guards shooting at you,
with P‚querette on your back.
Well, he'll be the one to get the first shot.
You'd like to get out if here ?
- Infirmary ? - No, really getting out. Outside. Both of us.
Both of us ! Yes !
I hope that I am welcomed.
What's better than escaping by reading ?
I'm not going.
What ? What's wrong with you ?
Nothing. I never said I was going.
In a week or two, I'll be release by bail.
Frankly, I have no interest in escaping.
You want to know ? I don't think your wife will pay for the bail.
Don't worry. I'm full of surprises. I still have business going on.
My lawyers will take care of this.
Ah, lawyers ...
Still going ?
Did something happen ?
What do I do ? I say it again ?
Well, nothing. This book is bullshit, it doesn't work.
I want to give a call ! I want to talk to my son!
Let me out ! Let me out !
I just want to talk to him ! Let me go out !
CarrŤre, shut up or you'll end up in the hole !
I just want to talk to him !
Let me out, I just want to talk to him ...
I want to talk to my son.
He tried to eat the book.
The book only defended itself.
We need it. It can get us out.
Too late ! You couldn't use it .
You didn't help him.
He didn't help you !
No, he refused to read it.
I did read it !
I'm about to understand Marcus. I just need some more time.
Danvers practiced esotericism. He was a master.
All initiates know his story. I've always known it.
Many people searched for this diary.
Some eventually believed it never existed.
You're holding it, Marcus.
Danvers escaped from this cell.
Believe me, we can go out. Just like he did.
- No, give it to me ! - You knew it was dangerous and
still you read it and didn't tell me !
You were so hasty to please Marcus.
If something happens to my son,
if he ever gets hurt ...
He fell from the bed ?
Several times ?
You're here for a long time, Marcus. A very long time. You know that ?
By the way, how is your son ?
Shut the fuck up.
Vasquez and Marco didn't pay everything.
Let's send them a bailiff !
Anyway, we did better than last week.
Almost 5 %.
Hippolyte Picus. Nice to meet you.
Picus Hippolyte. Delighted !
Call me Hippolyte.
Ah ! My place ! Perfect !
You are lucky : I don't snore, I don't get up at night.
The right man's sleep, as they say.
But I have other flaws.
That's my little pleasure.
Some do crosswords, others do sports, painting, genealogy ...
Well, that's mine.
It follows me everywhere, it sees what I see and even what I don't see.
It's my third eye.
You'll never guess how I manage to get it in.
No matter why things are here, what's important is that they are.
Why do I have the pleasure to meet you in here ?
And you, what did you do ?
What's that book ? Where did you find it ?
But I've ... always had it ...
It comes from my mother,
who had it from her mother.
- Answer me !
It's a book of recipes !
Recipes are good reading in jail.
The memory of the taste is often stronger than taste itself.
Sorry. You should read it. Maybe you'll find a recipe you love.
Stewed chicken ?
Leave me alone !
Don't you want to introduce yourself ?
It's for my album.
I have a lot of people in there.
You know what it's like : time passes by, you forget faces, names.
With that you're immortal.
Don't you want to be immortal ?
Once, a convict talked to me for 4 hours.
No interruption, 4 hours. I was telling myself 'stop, let the others talk.'
- But it was impossible. He felt so relieved. - You want me to introduce myself ?!
My name's Eric CarrŤre, I'm gonna rot in here because my wife stripped me. I have nothing left.
Can't pay for the bail, nor for the lawyers.
How could that happen ?
She's smarter than she looks.
She put her name on every administrative papers.
She got you.
Now she runs the company and she fired me.
And if you were out, what would you do ?
I would make her suffer.
I would take my son and she would never see him again.
I would teach him to be like me, even better than me.
Better than me.
Your son is the most precious thing you've got, right ?
No one will ever take him away from you.
- No one. - Especially not her.
Especially not her.
You could kill her.
Did they transfer him ?
I didn't hear anything.
- What's wrong ? - Picus left.
Did you put it here ?
I really don't care about his camera.
Wait, he couldn't go out and leave it just behind the door.
A present from the beautician.
Why did you give us an asshole instead of P‚querette ?
- What asshole ? - Picus !
You crazy ! Nobody replaced the retard.
Here, come and see !
He left us the user guide.
It's useless to try to get rid of it, it will always come back.
Let's burn it.
To end up like P‚querette ?
That drawing !
I got it.
What the fuck is going on ?
P‚querette first and now what ?
- The last time we didn't have the right formula.
- Now we know how Picus got out. - Picus, Picus ...
Who's that fucking Picus !
I believe what I see. Tonight I'm leaving.
I'm coming wih you.
- It's easier than climbing a wall. - At least I know what a wall looks like.
Then why didn't you do it earlier ?
You have 50 kg less to carry now.
Maybe you talked about escaping just to impress P‚querette.
Maybe you're scared.
Tonight, I'm escaping. I'm gonna get my son.
I'm splitting, I'm getting out, I'm disappearing.
Yeah, I'm disappearing.
I'm splitting, I'm getting out, I'm disappearing.
Yeah, I'm disappearing.
- It's time. - CarrŤre.
- Ready to kill your wife ? - I'm just gonna get my son back.
- Instinct of property, as usual.
I don't give a damn about your considerations.
I don't care about what a murderer has to say.
What's that ? Where the fuck are we ?
In Danvers' cell. Back in 1920.
There's no door.
We should be outside. We should be outside !
They walled up the cell when Danvers disappeared.
It's a passage-way.
We have to go on, it's the right direction.
No, no, no, I'm not going anywhere. Bring us back.
We can't go back. Let's stick together, we'll make it.
I don't care, bring us back ! I don't wanna rot in here !
Calm down !
I don't wanna die in here ! Bring us back, bring us back !
We did exactly like Picus.
He must have come here.
How did he go on ?
Those pages ... they didn't exist.
The book is guiding us.
It's a celebration meant to unite the two genres.
Male and female.
The ceremony is led by some kind of priest.
The book doesn't want us to cheat.
Marcus ! Marcus !
What did you do ?
Marcus ! Marcus !
We're getting closer.
You're sick ! You're sick !
Give me your shirt ! Give me your shirt !
Marcus, you'll be fine. Why did you do this ?
We can't lie to the book.
- The book knew Marcus wanted to be a woman. - Can't you see he's dying !
Marcus ... Marcus ! Marcus !
How do we get out ? How do we get out ?
We're progressing, right ?
Marcus, P‚querette, and now, who'll have to die for the other to make it ?
No one will escape.
The book was never meant to do that.
All the books I read were only asking questions. This one has the answer.
- Answers to what ? - As for you, I don't know.
As for me, answers to everything I couldn't have learnt in a whole life.
You sick ! Danvers escaped, and so will I.
Somebody there ? Help !
The book is the only way.
I'll escape and you'll die !
Come on, come on !
I never told you why I killed my wife.
I had got up early to work.
To get to the kitchen, I had to cross my office.
A circular hall with walls full of books.
That morning I stopped in the middle of the room.
I had the feelings the books were looking at me.
I wanted to go back, but my legs refused to carry me.
The books began to ... pulse, louder and louder,
words started going out of them, hundreds, thousands of words,
they taunted me.
I tried to catch them but they slip through my fingers.
The books were teaching me a lesson.
They said that ...
I would never have the knowledge.
I didn't feel my hands tearing the covers,
I didn't feel my arms dislocating the shelves,
and I didn't feel my fingers
lacerating my wife's body.
Psychiatrists concluded it was two minutes of dementia.
But it was two minutes of lucidity.
Lassalle ! Lassalle !
The book ... the cover ...
Touch the cover. Is it Braille ?
Is it ?
When Picus crossed the wall,
he wasn't reading the pages of the book,
but its cover.
- With his fingers. - Can you read this ?
Can you ?
- Come on read it ! - At least, I'll have knowledge.
Read it and let's get out !
You still don't understand ! Look where we are.
The book never helped anybody to escape.
And especially not Danvers.
Danvers was a master of esotericism.
And he was crazy. A perverse killer obsessed with the idea of not getting old .
When he got imprisoned, he only thought of escaping
to continue his youth treatment.
He used his knowledge of black magic to try to flee,
but he did something wrong, and his body was never recovered.
Some say that occult forces came to him, that they didn't help to go out,
but that they realized his dearest wish,
beyond his greatest expectations.
- No! That's a lie and I'll get out !
The forces Danvers awakened are here.
The book is the mirror of our vanities.
- Marcus saw himself the way he wanted to be. - Marcus didn't see anything !
- You killed him ! - No, I helped him to choose !
Marcus never dared to become what he wanted.
Read that fucking book !
Now it's my turn to realize my dearest wish .
Soon it will be yours.
Why did you bring us in that ?
Get ready ...
- I'm going to escape ! - Really ?
I just want to see my son.
I just want to look at him.
Hugo, stop that!
I'm sorry but you can't see the body.
That's all that's left of his belongings.
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Moscow Does Not Believe In Tears CD2
Mosquito Coast The CD1
Mosquito Coast The CD2
Most Terrible Time In My Life The (1994)
Mother India 1957 CD1
Mother India 1957 CD2
Mother Kusters Goes To Heaven 1975
Mother Night 1996
Mother The 2003 CD1
Mother The 2003 CD2
Mothman Prophecies The
Moulin Rouge CD1
Moulin Rouge CD2
Muhammad - Legacy Of A Prophet CD1 2002
Muhammad - Legacy Of A Prophet CD2 2002
Mujer mas fea del mundo La
Mummy Returns The - Collectors Edition (Widescreen)
Mummy The - Full-Screen Collectors Edition
Muppet Christmas Carol The
Murder By Numbers
Murder In The First 1995
Murder Most Foul (1964)
Murder My Sweet 1944
Murder at the Gallop
My Babys Daddy
My Beautiful Laundrette
My Big Fat Greek Wedding
My Boss My Hero
My Bosss Daughter 2003
My Girlfriends Boyfriend (Eric Rohmer 1987)
My Life as a Dog 1985
My Life to Live
My Neighbors the Yamadas (Isao Takahata 1999) CD1
My Neighbors the Yamadas (Isao Takahata 1999) CD2
My Son the Fanatic
My Tutor Friend (2003) CD1
My Tutor Friend (2003) CD2
My Wife Is A Gangster 2
My Wife Is Gangster
Mystery Of Rampo