Are you Marcel?
Hello, I'm Sarah Morton.
- How was your trip? - Very nice.
- May I carry this? - It's on wheels.
- I'll take the small one. - Thank you.
My car is just outside.
Okay.
The bedrooms and bath are upstairs,
the kitchen's on the left.
I'll let you take a look around.
I turned on the hot water and gas.
If you need anything, you've got my number?
Yes, John gave it to me.
Good.
To go to the village,
you can take the footpath I showed you
or use the moped in the garage. The keys are in the ignition.
Thank you, Marcel. Goodbye.
Goodbye, Madame. Enjoy your rest.
What can I get for you?
An aperitif?
No.
Maybe something lighter?
How about a panaché?
Just a cup of tea.
Very well.
In Marseilles, bus service is drastically reduced
but the Metro is running at 75%.
It's the second strike in two weeks
and passengers are growing weary...
You scared me!
Who are you?
What are you doing in my house?
Your house? This is my house!
I should be asking you.
He was at the Macumba?
No way!
With Jean-Pierre?
Yeah, right.
What a pervert!
You're gross!
He came back?
I don't know...
His English bitch has a broomstick up her butt!
May I have the bill?
Please.
- We're almost there. - I'm wasted.
Are you okay?
- Where are we? - My house.
You live here?
Yeah, I swear!
Can't you turn the music up?
No, the old bag's sleeping upstairs.
Good morning.
I made some coffee, if you like.
I hope we weren't too loud?
I don't speak French. I can't understand a word.
Get up!
I've got to get to work.
Just a quickie.
I'd love to, but I've really got to go.
And there's that woman.
- You saw her? - Yeah, she's outside.
She's a foreigner?
English.
Not bad looking.
So fuck her, if you like old maids!
I was just kidding.
Want me to drive you?
It's not far. See you later.
Thanks, it was nice.
Call me sometime.
No problem.
Is everything all right?
Yes.
Are you from around here?
Yes, Lacoste. Have you been there?
No.
The Marquis de Sade's castle is there.
Oh, right.
I've heard about it.
It's practically in ruins now, isn't it?
You can say that again.
But there's a nice panoramic view of the Luberon.
It's beautiful.
I'll let you finish.
Oh, it's you.
I've come for the pool. Julie called.
Hi, Marcel.
- How are you? - Not bad.
You're back already?
I was sick of work. I felt like a rest.
This is Sarah, a friend of my father's.
Yes, we've met.
Are you cleaning the pool today?
Isn't that what you wanted, Julie?
Sarah wants to swim, but it's too dirty for her.
Where's the girl?
What girl?
I forget her name... The little blond.
Julie, maybe?
That's it, Julie, right.
Check out in the backyard,
by the pool.
I believe she's getting some air.
Thanks, Madame.
Bernard, this is Marcel.
- He's my dad. - Stop joking.
Come on, Marcel!
This is my underwear.
Hello, Madame. I didn't know you were at Julie's.
I forgot to tell you, Sarah's a writer friend of my father's.
You didn't tell me you write.
Yeah, mysteries. So watch your back!
Sit down, Franck, make yourself at home.
Thank you.
This time you're serving me.
Got it.
What shall we drink to?
I don't know.
I know.
To Sarah's book.
What's it about?
I never discuss a book before it's finished.
How about the last one, then?
A police investigation in Scotland.
What was it called?
I don't know the French title.
In English it was "Dorwell Wears a Kilt".
What? What's that mean?
"Dorwell Wears a Kilt", That's too funny!
Yeah, really, that's bizarre!
I'll leave you two alone now.
Come on!
Let's dance!
This time it's goodnight.
Goodnight, Julie.
It's goodnight for me too.
Don't you want to take a midnight swim?
Another time. I'm beat.
You would have if she came, wouldn't you?
Stop it, Julie.
Please stay!
Come on!
I'm coming.
Get in!
- Hurry up! - You promise it's not cold?
Is that all?
Come on, Take it all off!
Missed!
Stop it!
What are you doing? Cut it out.
Hang on...
Stop it!
- What are you doing? - Leaving.
What the hell are you doing?
- Leaving! - Why now?
Why are you leaving?
- Stay! - Shut up!
- Please stay! - Get off me!
What is it?
Why are you closed?
We won't be open until tonight.
But you're usually open, I come every day.
Franck didn't show up this morning.
Why not?
Maybe he overslept. He often does.
Perhaps something happened to him?
How should I know? Excuse me, I've got work to do.
I know a Franck Durin.
He lives just outside of town, on the way to Bonnieux.
Thank you. Do you know if he lives alone?
Franck Durin's a bachelor. He had a girlfriend, but she's long gone.
Anyone home?
Yes?
Hello, Madame.
I'm looking for your husband, I need to speak to him.
But I'm not married.
Doesn't Marcel,
John Bosload's gardener, live here?
Yes.
He's my daddy.
Pardon me.
Is he home?
No.
He's at the Swiss people's house.
Would you tell him
to call me?
Thank you, Madame.
But, maybe I can help you?
Do you know Julie?
She's pretty.
Do you have her mother's number? It's important.
Julie's mother...
is dead.
What?
It was an accident.
You came back!
I thought you'd gone!
I thought you'd abandoned me.
But you're here!
You're here, You came back! Thank you, Mummy!
What happened?
Hang on...
Stop it!
- What are you doing? - Leaving.
Why are you leaving?
Shut up, and get off my back.
Get off me!
You're such a pain in the ass.
You too.