Moloch

The fire at the Utopia Center this morning? Nothing to report?

I'm in contact with a witness.

He's going to tell me everything.

Miss!

OK, I'm not accredited or anything.

Can the police silence witnesses? I've never seen anything like it.

- What, he just caught fire? - Is spontaneous combustion possible?

Louise Joly, journalist.

He'd had ups and downs for years.

- Did he have a shrink? - Said he was his savior.

If anyone knows Nicolas, it's him.

What's torturing you, Jimmy?

Life, Doctor. What else?

What are you punishing yourself for?

God is an invention, Jimmy.

If we're damned, it's here and now.

- How are you? - I'm OK, thank you.

Help yourselves. Thanks.

- Yeah. OK, Robert? - Hey.

- Condolences. - Help yourselves to whatever.

Everything OK? Yes.

- Condolences. - Thank you.

Antoine. Nicolas' colleague...

former colleague. We worked for the same department.

You're a banker, then?

Yes, banker. Well...

I help investment funds buy and sell businesses.

Basically, we buy struggling businesses,

or not, as the case may be, and resell them within two years.

Guaranteed turnover for shareholders.

By trying to fire as many people as possible?

If possible.

Did he enjoy it?

I'd imagine so. Especially when getting his commission.

What do you think? Are you a saint?

Are you a humanitarian?

What are you doing tonight?

I'm waxing!

That's him.

Got a light, please?

Thanks.

Louise.

Nicolas' cousin.

Gabriel, a friend.

Gabriel?

You were his...

Were you his doctor?

He told me about you.

Really?

He was very fond of you.

Do you think he did it?

Sorry?

Killed himself.

You're in a good position to know if he had urges.

Some people talk about nothing else

and never actually do it,

others never mention it and do it on a whim.

What did he tell you?

I'm sorry, but I can't tell you, of course.

I need to talk about it. I...

Since Nicolas' death...

Can I have an appointment?

That's not a good idea.

This is a friend, a great doctor.

Tell her I sent you.

Good luck.

- Hello, Doctor. - Mathilde.

And... I ordered a nice bottle of wine.

To celebrate my latest bonus.

There's a guy sitting behind me, who comes to whisper in my ear.

And then he tells me, I don't know,

some story about fuel...

You OK?

Did Lucie tell you I saw her?

Do you know she's going to play again?

The Philharmonic called about a concert.

Massenet, Saint-Saëns, Fauré, Debussy, all her favorites.

You think so?

She's not doing well, Gabriel.

You do realize that?

It's not that simple.

She's coping, focusing on little rituals.

It'll pass, in due time.

I do my best. We'll be OK.

What's with those cops? Who's in room 112?

A patient.

Don't worry, I'll handle it.

She's not well. She needs your help.

Needs you to talk to her.

How are you today, Stella?

I want to kill my father.

And you, Doctor, how are you?

Sometimes, I'd like...

I'd like him to disappear. For real.

Do you still find him overprotective?

No.

Well, yes, but that's not why.

It's because of my sister.

He's ruining her life.

She can't do anything, can't go out,

can't have fun, can't see her friends...

She always has to be either doing her homework

or reading in her room.

She can't do anything she likes, you understand?

And what do you think she likes?

The same as other girls our age...

going to the beach with her boyfriend...

swimming with him...

lying in the sun...

kissing him while his lips taste of salt,

from the sea I'd imagine...

then, holding his hand

without saying anything.

To be happy.

Doesn't your dad want your sister to be happy?

He bothers her.

For no reason.

What right does he have to do that, to steal her childhood?

How does that make you feel?

Do you think it's bad to wish someone dead?

It's a common impulse at your age.

It's natural, normal.

Why do you think your father treats your sister that way?

So that we're equal.

What does being equal mean?

That her life isn't better than mine.

That she suffers like I do.

Why are you always angry?

I've just told you...

Really, Stella?

What? We're testing a new sun cream that stinks a bit.

I had two odd moles removed but turns out it was nothing.

Still no sign of melanoma, still no sunbathing at the beach.

Is that what you want to hear?

Can you call my taxi?

I'm a bit tired.

I didn't know Rachid had a sister.

It's nice of him to take me home, anyway.

Today's been tough.

I just got fired.

Inch'Allah.

It's obvious you're in love.

It's good.

Yes, I understand.

You're saying a simple short circuit couldn't cause

such a sudden, violent fire?

It's impossible?

Sorry, can I call you back?

Thank you.

Your "mother-daughter" report was acceptable.

Not too sad to be leaving?

You said you may be able to give me another subject...

I'm sorry.

I've an intern coming soon.

As you wish.

I stopped looking into the fire.

I don't have an opening article for the 17th.

A psych-socio two-page?

Thanks.

"Young,

pretty,

but single: what's wrong?"

That's the subject.

7,000 characters. On my desk in two days.

"What's wrong?"

I don't want you to be alone... I'm coming home.

Jimmy, please...

you need rest and care.

The doctor can help you.

With God's help, he can cure you.

I want to leave.

He will help me.

He is by our side.

Who?

The Lord?

The Lord speaks through certain people.

And sometimes...

Don't be scared, darling.

Hello, Doctor.

Hello.

How are you today?

Why don't you help those who really need it, Doctor?

The most fragile, most innocent beings.

You should listen to the boy who cries silently.

And let me go. I...

I have things to do.

Who were you talking about?

The innocent.

The Lamb of God, sacrificed many times.

He always feels guilty about everything.

Everything is his fault, his responsibility.

And he punishes himself...

He carries the weight of the world on his shoulders.

It's heavy, you know.

If he gets out, I fear the worst for him...

but not only him.

Don't worry, I'll warn the nurses.

He's worried about you, right?

Because of the neighborhood? What's going on?

Nothing.