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THE KID WITH A BIKE
Hang up, Cyril.
It's like last time. The number's not in service.
Hang up.
Give it here.
You dialled it wrong! Let me do it.
Ok, but put the loudspeaker on.
If you get that message again, hang up. Ok?
Yes.
Go on.
The number dialled is not in service.
You heard?
Go and play.
I'll call the janitor.
We did that. You heard him.
Your dad's moved out. You must accept it.
He'd have brought my bike.
Ask the janitor where he is.
He doesn't know! Give me the phone!
No!
Get off me!
Cyril!
Cyril!
Alain! Catch him!
Cyril, get down from there. Let go!
Let go! You'll hurt yourself. Let go, Cyril!
Calm down! Just calm down, ok.
Finished?
Come on.
Where are you off to?
The toilet.
Use the urinals.
It's a big job.
- You told the supervisor? - Yes.
Go on then.
Is this the Val-Potet bus?
- No, number 2 there. - Ok, thanks.
Janitor.
It's Cyril, to see my dad.
Cyril?
Cyril Catoul. 5th floor.
Your dad left a month ago.
His name's here.
He's gone.
- Can't I go up? - No one's there.
But I'd like to...
Medical practice.
Hello?
I fell off my bike...
Ground floor, the blue door before the lift.
Dad!
Dad, are you there?
What's going on? No one lives there.
My dad does.
The place is empty. Just ask the janitor.
Don't stay here. Go back down!
Go on!
Just go back down, ok.
Cyril!
Wait!
You fell off your bike?
- You got lost in the building? - A bit.
It's simple enough.
- Where are you hurt? - My leg.
- Is it bleeding? - No.
- Did you bang your head? - No.
Be reasonable. Come with us.
Did you hear me? Come on!
Let go of the lady! Come with us!
Not so tight, that hurts.
Leave the lady now.
I'm staying at Dad's!
He's moved out.
My bike's here too!
You can hold me but not so tight.
- Come on, Cyril. - No!
I can let him see the apartment.
You heard the janitor?
We'll go and see your dad's place, ok?
Sorry about that.
Coming now, Cyril?
Cyril...
The director wants to see you.
Get up. I knowyou're there.
The others are already at breakfast.
Going to get up?
- What time is it? - Ten to nine.
It's Saturday. I have ten more minutes.
The director wants to see you. You have to go.
You're not getting up?
I'll tell him you won't see him then.
Remember the lady you held at the medical practice?
She's here to talk to you.
Do you hear what I'm saying?
I've got your bike.
- You sawmy dad? - No.
How did you find it?
Get dressed.
How did you find it?
You told the janitor it was black with a chrome fork.
So I looked for one like that.
Where was it?
I saw a boy riding it on the estate, so I bought it off his dad.
Bought it?
He said your dad sold it to him.
He's a liar. He stole it and sold it back to you.
Or it's not mine.
It's scratched there. It's mine. He stole it from my dad.
- Howmuch did you pay? - Never mind.
Maybe your dad needed money for bills.
He'd never have sold it.
- Thank the lady. - Thank you.
Watch this!
Bravo!
Watch.
- Goodbye. - Goodbye. Thank you.
Coming for breakfast now?
Cyril, watch out!
Cyril, come back!
Can I stay with you at weekends?
I'll need to ask the director.
He'll agree, he needs foster families. Ask him.
No, I'm already late for work. I'll call him. Goodbye.
You say that but you won't.
I will.
Goodbye.
I don't knowhim.
But he told me he came here.
Maybe he said where he was going.
I don't remember him so even less what he said.
Let me by.
He had a golden helmet. That's rare.
I don't remember. Cut it out.
Yes.
I'm riding my bike
around the neighbourhood.
A boy tried to steal it.
Maybe the one you bought it from.
What colour was his hair?
Tell me anyway.
It wasn't him.
I'll ride a bit more, then come back.
You were with him?
Yes, one Sunday morning.
I remember him but didn't knowhe'd moved.
I can't help you.
Ok, goodbye.
- You're his son? - Yes.
- He didn't say where he was going? - He did but I forgot.
He filled his motorbike here. He had a golden helmet.
Was it an old BMW 750?
Yes, green and chrome.
He put up an ad for his motorbike.
In the shop windowthere.
When was that?
About a month ago.
Where he was moving to?
Why would he tell me?
Maybe there's an address on the ad.
For sale: BMW750 motorbike and child's bicycle
Guy Catoul, Bergerie block, 5th floor, Val-Potet
Cyril, turn the tap off, please.
Excuse me...
I'll be done in five minutes.
Thank you.
Goodbye.
Cyril, say goodbye.
I hate water being wasted.
What's wrong?
Is it that boy who tried to steal your bike?
Someone spoke to you about your dad?
You're off to a great start here!
Tell me what's wrong. I can't guess, Cyril.
You heard the psychologist.
Coming to your dad's neighbourhood, you'd think about him too much.
Maybe I should just have you on Sundays.
We could go to the country or the sea,
then I'd drive you back.
What do you think?
Cyril, look at me.
I'd like to see the man you got my bike from.
Why? To tell him he's a thief?
No. My dad sold it.
I saw an ad at the petrol station.
What'll you say to him?
I'll ask him about my dad.
I still have his number. Shall we call him?
Yes.
Turn the tap off.
Don't use up your credit.
Mr Gurza.
04336...
Hi.
Cyril... Gilles, my friend.
Hello.
What's the number?
043366310.
Hello... Mr Gurza?
I'm calling about my bike. This is Cyril Catoul.
When my dad sold it to you,
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