1 CLAIRE
- How are you, my dear? - Good, fine.
Glad to hear it.
Didn't I ask for apples?
There's none.
I ordered some Granny Smiths.
No Granny Smiths.
Green is bad luck.
Something red or pink.
Pink Ladies, for example?
I love Pink Ladies.
I'll get Pink Ladies instead.
We'll stop using Lambert for towels.
They're crooks.
Mercier costs the same and they're more durable.
- I'll handle it. - As your father would say,
"No loose ends."
I try to do things correctly.
That's sad.
Your father wouldn't like you slacking off.
Forget these past few months, which were hard for us all.
Try to get out a little.
I'll think about it.
You're like my daughter:
young, beautiful...
your whole life ahead of you.
You should enjoy yourself.
Are you okay, Claire?
Yes, fine.
You really are pretty.
Too bad for you.
You wouldn't be here
if it weren't so.
Now...
Close your eyes.
You won't feel a thing.
Where are my joggers?
In the wash.
I undressed you. You were soaking wet.
I dried you with a towel. You needed it.
How did you end up in this mess?
Is she dead?
I ask the questions.
I don't know... no idea.
There must be something.
I'm sorry...
Sorry?
I went out to kill a wild boar.
I killed a person instead, a woman.
You should be sorry.
Do you realize the mess I'm in thanks to you?
We should call the police.
Yeah, right.
I've already done time.
Forget the police.
I have nothing in your size.
My name's Pierre.
When can I have them back?
What?
My joggers.
Is that your main concern?
When they're dry.
And until then?
Do you have a name?
Claire.
The bathroom's on the right. I left you a towel.
Hello.
This is Maud Jacob-Guillaume,
I'm out. Please leave a message.
It's impossible. I can't believe it.
Where did they put my inhaler?
Unbelievable... I swear.
Did you take it?
I have asthma and can feel an attack coming on.
And so...
How did you get in here by the way?
I don't know.
I like that...
when people don't know.
Everyone's an expert these days
with Google, Wikipedia, all that shit.
But I'd like to know where they put my inhaler.
Because...
Am I to play with the sword of Damocles hovering above my head?
Was it you, Vivaldi?
No, I'm not Vivaldi.
Vivaldi's dead.
I was playing Vivaldi's music.
I've been living here for three years,
working on my music.
I used to play in an orchestra in Grenoble.
I was born there, but it's unbearable in Grenoble now.
Really, its pollution level is one of the highest in France.
- Did you know that? - No.
Now you know, Claire.
Claire suits you.
You're fair.
I like fair women, actually.
The fleshy ones...
that Rubens and Renoir liked,
I find them scary.
Forgive me.
How are you, Chernobyl? Good boy. Come here.
Help me, please. Hold him.
- What do you want me to do? - Hold him.
He's been tired lately.
I hope he doesn't have Lyme disease.
Is it red?
You see, it's highly contagious to humans.
Have you seen a doctor?
Is that a joke?
Really?
Doctors only prescribe what big pharma tells them.
There, disinfect your hands.
Come... If you don't mind.
Here, you don't need much.
Between your fingers as well...
like this.
Wh-what are you doing here?
Wh-who are you?
François? Get dinner ready.
Right.
We need to talk.
You can't stay here.
- Okay? - Why not?
I don't want whoever is after you showing up here.
Nobody knows I'm here.
Sure, for now.
Let me stay a while longer.
No, we can't do that.
I didn't ask for your help,
you helped anyway. Now you're kicking me out?
I know it doesn't make sense, but I can't help it.
Okay.
Come on, get the fuck out!
Dammit.
Are the twins out?
They're at the sawmill.
- Come, boy. - Are you going?
You don't like being alone?
Are you claustrophobic?
I used to be, but I got over it.
I'm taking the dog to the vet.
You should come.
I can tell you're struggling right now.
Don't worry.
I can keep a secret.
So?
There's nothing wrong with your dog.
Don't be silly, he has no energy!
Stop pulling him.
You're the one depressing him.
I've got dog antidepressants.
- Oh, I see. - What?
Right away with the chemical straitjacket.
- What next? - It's all natural, plants.
I won't have them before tomorrow.
Okay.
I need to see the sheep at Echenoz, it's near your place.
- I can stop by afterward. - Okay.
Are you staying there too?
I mean, at the house?
Yes.
Great... See you tomorrow then.
Make sure he's eating well, take him on walks,
and please, for once, play something upbeat.
Alright.
I didn't quite get...
My name? Claire.
No, your relationship.
Are you... together?
- No, not at all. - No, we aren't.
Nonsense, Claire got in yesterday.
I don't even know how...
she got here, so... Not at all.
One, two, three.
- There. - Careful.
Careful!
I didn't want to upset you.
Upset me?
When...
When Sam thought that...
you and me...
Anyway, I try to avoid women.
He should know that.
- I'm not gay, mind you. - No.
I understand.
It's better for your health if you stay celibate.
Are you making fun of me?
I earned it.
I'll buy you a drink at Georgette's as an apology.
Don't say no or you'll hurt my feelings.
Okay?
Sure.
Sorry, I need to stop and pick up some sheet music.
Come in.
- Hello. - Hello.
This is Claire.
Father Guilbaud, Charles.
Sweet Lord.
- A vision. - Take it easy, Charles.
Miss...
Before so much beauty and grace,
I can only bow down.
What am I saying? Crouch down.
Like the shepherds before the Virgin of La Salette.
Right, Charles. Enough, okay.
This is the only bookshop here...
Yes, that's right.
Are you on holiday?
You must visit our regional treasure, the Notre-Dame de la Salette Sanctuary.
They will tell you the heartbreaking account...
of our Lady of tears.
I'll be your guide and show you around. What do you say?
No? I'm not hitting on you.
Just an introduction...
to meditation,
contemplation.
Charles, that's practically blasphemy.
Not at all, Father, I have no ulterior motive.
Do you have my sheet music?
Sheet music? Oh, yes, of course, sorry.
Where did I put them?
Thank you.
Right.
Do you like Brahms?
For you. Take it.
Thank you.
I don't mean to harass you.
I may seem a bit eccentric, but I'm perfectly normal.
I might not be all that normal.
You don't know who I am or what I'm like.
Introduce me?
Claire. This is Claire.
You are Georgette?
Georgette dumped me three years ago. My name's Muriel.
Right, cheers.
Have you always had health issues?
Since birth, I was always sick as a child.
I've had everything, everything.
My parents always fed me a lot of crap.
They said it'd do me good, but actually they wanted me dead.
Music saved my life.
Funny.
- You think that's funny? - No, not really.
When I was a child, music was everything to me.
The violin.
- Not anymore? - No.
That's a crime.
You know...
You must always finish what you start.
I had a car accident when I was 13 years old.
I wasn't hurt, my mom was driving.
She...
I gave up...
on everything, not just the violin.
It was as though my life had ended.
I wanted nothing.
I'm very touched by what you've said.
Deeply touched.
Well, that was then.
It's forgotten.
Like a big eraser.
And now...
Now, everything starts anew.
Right.
I have something for you.
It's a practice instrument.
I bought it second-hand for cheap, I never touch it.
- It was waiting for you. - Thank you, but I can't.
Please.
I can't even play the violin.
Thank you.
- Why did you take her to town? - Why not?
How about keeping a low profile?
They all know there's a girl staying here.
Well done.
Do you want me to leave?
Do you like it well done?
Not too much.
Thanks.
Can I have the salt?
Who can it be?
How is he?
The same.
Well, I brought the pills.
Okay?
Empty one capsule in his food with every meal.
Alright.
It's bitter so add a bit of sugar. Okay?
I don't eat sugar. I'll go get some.
Just with his meals.
I'll get everything ready now. He'll feel better.
- Okay. - Come, Chernobyl.
- Alright then. - Come, come on.
He always does this. There's nothing wrong with his dog.
What about you?
Are you here...
for work?
- Holidays? - Neither.
By chance.
That was lucky then.
How long have you been here?
It's been three years.
Three years. I'm from Macon originally.
I had my practice there.
Life was good.
Then I met this woman.
She came in to have her cat spayed.
And all that.
Pretty typical vet stuff.
It was love at first sight.
- Did that ever happen to you? - No.
You're better off.
I don't know why I'm telling you this.
I...
I shouldn't talk about it... it's too hard.
Now life is peaceful, perfect.
It's exactly what I need.
No stress, no anxiety.
- No passion. - Yes, the wholesome type.
It's city life that makes people go bad.
They become...
They become greedy, hysterical. Never satisfied.
That's a fact.
I'm t-thirsty.
D-do you... want a drink?
François?
We can't tell Pierre.
You're really sick.
Yeah, I know.
I just couldn't resist.
You should've said something.
Are you mad at me?
You shouldn't have.
Forgive me.
- It's not funny. - It isn't.
We can't say anything. It's...
Are you okay?
You're white as snow.
It's the motorbike, I thought...
I don't know, I got scared.
I've got very good Yunnan tea at home.
It'll do you good.
Come.
- You're not a believer? - No.
There's something about you though.
I noticed it right away.
An aura.
A kind of halo maybe only I can see.
I can feel it in some people.
It glows around you.
I'm crazy.
I'm only a priest.
And I try to believe in miracles.
I should believe in them because I'm alive...
I mean...
Being here is a kind of miracle.
You know...
Anything disclosed here will be our secret.
Maybe, you need to talk.
- I'll go home now. - Where?
I live with the twins.
I sleep with them, too.
Why are you telling me?
I know it's not the thing to do.
But it happened.
I used to have no desires, but now I want to feel things.
Is that wrong?
Christ said, "Judge not, that you be not judged."
- He had a weak spot for female sinners. - Yes.
And you?
What about me?
Do you also have a weak spot for female sinners?
Of course I do.
But not for the sins.
Hi.
Are you still looking?
I can wait tables. I've done it before.
You can do better.
I need work.
I don't know you, where you're from...
- Or how badly you've screwed up. - I haven't.
You'd be the first.
Maud?
It's Claire.
2 MAUD
SEVEN DAYS EARLIER
You should try hypnotherapy, That's full of crap.
I'll think about it.
I've been waiting for 20 minutes.
Sorry, I had an issue with my partner at work.
We need to talk.
We must be honest with each other.
Maybe because my husband is gone,
and we don't need to hide.
We're still hiding though.
Please don't interrupt.
This is what I want to say.
It feels different.
I take less pleasure. I...
I feel less...
happy, with you.
We should take a break before we ruin everything.
No?
Are you serious?
What do you think?
I agree.
I've been hoping for months that...
we would get that magic back.
This happens to every couple.
For a while, I thought that we'd be safe, special.
It's true that what we had was amazing.
You're right.
You're stronger, more realistic than I am.
I was afraid to face it.
I made it easier for you.
You're relieved.
No. Yes. I...
I feel lighter.
I...
I don't want to lose you.
I'm sure that we'll figure out...
how to be together,
how to be together, differently.
It can also be beautiful.
Excuse me.
Yes?
I'm in a meeting, but go on?
I don't have the details. It's in the car.
Okay.
I'll check and send an email.
Sorry, I've got to take care of this.
So...
Are we still on for Sunday?
That won't change, right?
Yes, sure.
Hello, it's Claire. Leave a message.
Claire.
I wasn't able to speak to you.
For weeks, I've been meaning to tell you how I feel.
I...
I'm watching you now.
So pure.
So beautiful.
I love you.
And if you could...
You seem calmer than during our last session.
I'm not calm.
I'm destroyed.
If you want to feel lighter...
I can help you.
I don't want to feel lighter.
I want it to be like before.
In that case, there's only one way.
She must go.
I can get rid of her.
She'll be far away.
No, that won't do.
She must be gone...
Forever.
Forever?
People here are all talk, no action.
I can act, I know how.
Stay here for 10 minutes.
Think.
Half now.
The other half next week, same time.
Is it the only way?
There is no other.
You know, after our talk...
I feared I'd lose you.
Really?
Yes, really.
Isn't it strange that Claire hasn't been to work?
Any news?
It's not like her.
Well, it's not the first time.
- Really? It's happened before? - Yes.
Maybe she's sick.
I hope it's not because of me.
You, why?
I might have said something...
It might have upset her.
What was it?
No, it was nothing, I forget.
Forget it, she'll be back.
Maud?
It's Claire.
- Bad news? - Wrong number.
You made a face.
Did I?
Claire? This is Clement.
My son.
Well, I think so anyway.
He's a good son, visits every week.
I've got a motorcycle, so it's no big deal.
Still, Gap is far,. It's not that easy.
No, no, the Cotes du Rhone is for me. He doesn't drink.
- Are you an athlete? - Oh, yes.
He teaches karate, Taekwondo,
and what's that Brazilian dance?
- Capoeira. - Capoeira.
Don't be shy.
He doesn't like to talk about it, but he should be proud.
- Handsome too. - Stop.
- Isn't he? - Please!
- Fancy a dessert? - No, I never do.
Coffee, please.
You should ask people if they have enjoyed their meal.
They might not like it, but your boss will.
- Okay. - Is she nice to you?
Yes, she is.
- I'm being annoying. - No at all. Why?
I can be a bit tedious sometimes.
Just a little tense.
Really?
I had a dream about you last night.
Was it a nice one?
Well... It was nice at first.
Bad towards the end.
If you're free tonight after your shift,
I know a club three kilometers from here.
So...
You can tell me about your dream then.
See you later.
No.
I don't want to.
Fuck off.
Come on.
Shut up!
You push me?
No!
You did the right thing. It was...
disgusting.
Are you crazy?
You didn't even thank Clement.
- He saved you a hospital trip. - I can defend myself.
He was showing off.
Looks like it worked.
Why did you bring me here if you can't stand those things?
You're right.
That being said, there's a context.
I was adopted.
I was always weaker because of it.
I didn't talk until I was five.
Same as Einstein.
Really?
I'm no Einstein.
No, you're more handsome.
I should be happy.
Why does it hurt so bad?
We're not far.
You don't mind being alone with these guys...
in that house, in the middle of nowhere?
No... I don't mind.
Oh good, forget I said anything.
It's kinda unusual.
Some people might find it weird, don't you think?
Aren't we all a bit weird?
Do you know anyone who isn't?
I don't know.
Maybe not.
We're never what people think.
You for instance.
Don't take it wrong, but I thought you would be...
stronger.
I saw a different side of you earlier.
Fragile.
When you say fragile, do you mean pathetic?
No.
I liked it.
Can you repeat that?
I liked you.
If I can't do this...
it'll be a disaster.
Why a disaster?
This is a disaster.
Did I hurt you?
We're not alone.
You're a bit mad.
No, not at all.
You'll wake the whole forest.
- Hello. - Hello.
Can I help you?
I'd like a guidebook for the area.
Are you on a pilgrimage?
Yes, in a way.
Probably to the sanctuary of La Salette?
You must see it if you haven't.
Unfortunately, this is all I have.
I'm an atheist.
But I have a friend,
a priest who says miracles happen often here.
Well, today...
I'd almost believe him,
because in a matter of days...
I witnessed two of them.
Two?
Yes. You...
Your beauty
is that of a Renaissance Madonna.
And...
And a young woman stopped by.
Very pure, mysterious.
Well, anyway, another miracle...
She likes it here.
Does it happen often?
Never.
Sorry, that's all I have...
on La Salette.
Could you recommend a good hotel?
Yes.
The sanctuary has rooms.
Hello, Father.
Sorry to keep you waiting.
How can I help?
I'm not exactly here on a retreat.
Although...
I'm searching for peace.
Aren't we all?
Actually...
I'm looking for my daughter-in-law.
A very...
fragile young woman.
She ran away
a few days ago...
I'm worried about her. I...
I can't sleep.
- Come, follow me. - Thank you.
Her father, my husband,
died a little while ago.
She was very affected by it.
And...
I'm worried that I wasn't there for her.
I was...
drowning in my own pain.
She's upset with me.
I wouldn't want to upset her by surprising her here.
I'm afraid she'll run away again.
I understand your concern.
- What's her name? - Claire.
I know her.
If I can make myself useful
and if you need a mediator to make peace with her,
I'll be happy to help.
It's a blessing to have met you, Father.
- Thanks for yesterday. - Yeah.
- What happened yesterday? - Nothing.
- Nothing at all. - Where are you going?
The bathroom. I can go, right?
Claire?
- Can I show you something? - Yes.
Nothing to do with music,
but I think he's a wonderful author.
And a first-rate illustrator.
You see, his stroke...
is full of energy.
Look at these characters.
They look like goblins...
or dwarfs.
See, another one.
It's for you.
That's sweet.
- Are you joining us? - Yes.
- Not going out tonight? - No.
Give it here.
What's on your mind?
Just thinking that I'm happy here.
I hope it lasts.
I'm so fed up with his playing.
You don't like Bach?
I don't like classical music.
Youshould take his cello back then.
Do you hear that, Chernobyl?
Yeah.
I know.
- Hello, Claire. - Hi.
- It's quite steep here. - True.
- When are you going back to Gap? - Probably Sunday.
Do you have a girlfriend?
Why?
Sorry, I didn't mean to pry.
No, I don't.
It's like you're running away from me.
So either you don't like me...
- Or you're... - It's not that...
I'm not like my dad.
I keep it in my pants.
He's been okay with me.
He's a dirty old pig.
- You know him better than I do. - Not necessarily.
Claire?
Claire.
Are you hurt?
No.
- I confessed something to you. - The twins.
I wanted to understand. It's all so new.
And now?
I slept with another man.
You're not the only one doing that here.
Don't worry.
You can't imagine the things people tell me.
The mountains draw it out of people.
The mountains?
Yes. It's the mountains.
Will you come here every time you meet someone?
What do you want?
My blessing?
Do you know why you're doing this?
Do I need a reason?
I didn't know what desire was.
Now I do.
Good for you.
You don't need my help to have fun.
Fun?
It's not fun.
It's life.
Is it wrong?
Does it make me a devil worshiper?
The devil is more insidious than that.
He hides himself.
You, young lady, are as transparent and pure as glacier water.
Transparent and pure?
Why not?
You feel alive.
Live, then.
Live fully.
As Saint Augustine said:
"Love... and do whatever you please."
There's someone here looking for reconciliation.
Don't close yourself off from her.
Have faith in the future.
You must make peace with your past.
I will take you to her room.
Oh, there she is.
You're surprised to see me.
Mm-hm.
Thank you very much, Father.
Can you leave us? Thank you.
I was so worried that something had happened.
How did you find me?
We got cut off when you called.
I found the number and looked it up.
And...
And now I'm here.
Tell me what happened to you.
Of course, I believe you.
I'm stunned.
So, you ran away.
What happened to that woman?
No idea.
I know that I wouldn't be here if not for that accident.
Only a crazy person would go to such lengths.
You never know what darkness lies hidden.
It doesn't worry me anymore.
I've stopped thinking about it.
You can't stay here forever.
We all miss you.
And I need you.
I can't face the city,
return to my previous life.
I feel good here.
Really? In this shithole?
It's not a shithole.
I've made lots of friends.
You have?
That's the main thing, then.
Don't worry.
There's no hurry.
Maybe I'll stay here for a few days.
If that's okay, of course.
Maybe you'll change your mind.
I need to go to work.
- I'll drive you. - Okay.
3 SNOW WHITE
The car is swerving. Might be a flat tire.
Can you check the front-left wheel?
No, the wheel's fine.
Are you okay?
We thought we had a flat tire.
You're lucky to have such a gorgeous daughter-in-law.
Right, see you soon.
There's a wine-tasting event in the village.
Let's go.
See you soon?
- When is your day off? - Sunday.
- You can show me around. - That'd be lovely.
Maybe a picnic?
Sure, why not?
Can I tell you something?
There's more life in you now.
- You think so? - Yes.
As though this experience has made you more beautiful.
How's your son?
Good.
Actually, no.
I meant to tell you.
He's always in his room, and acting weirder and weirder.
Weird like how?
He's constantly snapping at me.
Especially when it comes to you.
- Me? - Yes.
He says he's ashamed of how I am with you.
What's wrong with it?
Have I ever been inappropriate?
No, never.
That's what I said, but he won't listen.
He's stubborn, aggressive.
Could you talk to him?
Sure, but to say what?
Ask him to stop judging me.
I find it very hurtful.
I'll go after work.
Thank you.
What are you doing here?
Are you okay?
Yes, I'm great.
I was too forward this morning.
Yes. Yes, you were.
You too.
Yes.
We were both pretty forward.
Yes.
Friends again?
Because I like you, you know?
You're very charming.
You should just relax a bit.
Everything's okay.
- Really? - Yes, it's fine.
How kind of you, thanks.
I always worry.
Have you had time...
to look at the book I gave you?
Yes, sort of.
Like it?
It's unusual.
But inspiring.
Right, inspiring.
They all look like you, don't you think?
How so?
They're cruel.
I'm sure you can be cruel. Don't laugh.
- Me? No. Absolutely not. - Oh yes.
I'm sure it's in your nature. Just let it out.
Remember what you said.
- What's that? - No.
You've never been inappropriate.
Teach me some manners.
- Punish me. - No
Punish me.
- No. - Yes, I deserve it.
- No, no, no. - Hit me.
- Please, no. - Slap me.
- Hit me like a Kalmyk. - A what?
A Mongol warrior.
- No, stop it. - Punish me.
Hit me, hit me harder!
Wait...
Take this whip. Come on, whip me, hit me!
Come on, I deserve it!
Hit me, kick on me.
Go on, go on! Yes!
It's nothing to you, but everything to me!
- Just three small lashes. - Please!
Hit harder, dammit!
Right, right, that's it.
There it is.
Finally, found my Sokurov.
Claire?
- Where to? - The twins'.
I'll join you. Put your bike in the car.
No need, thanks.
Please.
Okay.
For you.
A gift.
Thanks, but I don't need a phone.
Why not?
- Everybody has one. - Not me.
Didn't we have a wonderful evening
or am I losing it?
Yes, we did.
So, why don't you want me to call you?
I don't see the point.
Oh, really?
I see it all too clearly.
You'll be calling me.
Then you'll want to know...
I only want to know...
- If you'd consider... - Sam, I'm not.
It's suffocating to plan things.
Now, I can breathe.
Great, you breathe, I'm very happy for you.
Meanwhile, I'm hurting.
Because I'm not yours?
No.
Yes.
I'm with you.
Isn't that enough?
It's easy for you.
No, it's not easy.
It's not easy not to belong.
But it's what I want.
How's your dog?
Thanks for asking.
He's alright.
Claire?
Are you still coming up to my room?
Twenty minutes, no more.
- Vincent wants to play Bach for me. - Yes.
Twenty minutes in his room?
- Sam? - What?
Right, sorry.
- Sorry, - No, it's...
It's Bach's first cello suite.
Okay, alright.
Great.
Right, then. See you later.
Do you think you're gonna fool me with your Bach suite?
- Stop it. - It's not funny!
Be honest, tell me the truth.
Honestly, your bullshit is getting really old.
Are you okay?
Fuck!
Are you hurt?
It's wonderful.
- Wonderful? - Yes, wonderful.
Finally, I can feel pain.
Is it swollen?
No, not yet.
We need some ice.
Or maybe frozen peas.
I need to...
put my instrument away.
Your what?
- My cello. - Right.
I need to put it away.
That was sublime.
TO BERNARD: IT'S OKAY. SHE'S ALIVE.
- The water is cold. - Yes, it is.
Your skin is still so soft.
Soft as silk.
You've got a great butt, you know.
Has anybody ever told you?
I don't think so.
At your age, I was as thin as a rake.
I had short hair.
I looked like a boy, unlike you.
Somebody is watching us.
I think, anyway.
Are you sure?
What is it?
Nothing at all.
Who is it?
That's Clement, I know him.
Were you watching us?
No, I wasn't watching you.
What were you doing then?
I... I'm trout fishing.
Where's your fishing rod?
Just planning for now.
Come join us since you're here.
Come.
Do you mind?
- Hungry? - Yes.
- There. - No, no, that's not right!
I'm not eating with someone who's been spying on us.
He's not someone and he wasn't spying on us.
You believe him?
Listen, no worries, I better go.
No, wait, Clement.
He's a friend, can't we share?
Thanks, Claire, that's nice,
but I don't want to bother you.
Sorry.
You won't believe it, but I've never seen her happier.
- She's glowing. - Really?
- You wouldn't recognize her. - What do you mean?
She's having a torrid affair with a young man.
They fuck in the woods.
Not only him.
She's staying on a farm with three men, so you can imagine.
Are you sure about that?
It's not like her.
Girls these days like thrills.
She has no heart.
We're not like them, right, darling?
You're quiet.
No, it's just hard to believe.
She can't have changed that much.
It's true.
We never know what people hide, even those close to us,
until it's undeniable.
You're being quiet now?
It's your doing.
You've made me enjoy silence again.
No need to talk.
Just...
feel.
- Excuse me, my turn now. - Huh?
Great, thanks.
Don't worry, I just saved his life.
He was about to collapse.
- You have some nerve! - Go back to him if you want.
Go!
It makes me wanna kill them when I see them dancing around you!
Kill them!
But, never mind, it's okay. I...
Dance with me!
I'm alive.
I don't want to risk it just for a dance.
Take a risk, for once!
It'll do you some good!
You didn't say you were Claire's mother-in-law.
Don't say a word.
I like your silence.
It is mysterious.
I can tell you're a fierce, ruthless woman.
Am I wrong?
Two glasses of red wine, please.
Thank you.
Sorry! Sorry, madam.
- You again? - I'm sorry.
- Did you do it on purpose? - No.
I know that she doesn't like me and I don't like her.
Listen, she's got a warm smile but cold eyes. I don't trust her.
No, I don't drink alcohol.
Maybe a little.
Again!
We haven't even danced together.
All these men.
It's very strong.
Who cares, it's a party.
- Are you okay? - What's wrong with her?
- I feel dizzy. - No, no.
- I feel dizzy. - You're okay.
I'll take her home.
- Come. - I don't feel well.
You're okay. Don't worry, it'll be fine.
Feeling better?
I feel nauseous.
Slow down, I feel awful.
You were a princess.
You've become a queen.
The queen of hearts.
It must be thrilling.
I only had one love and you took him.
You stole him.
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