Fire's Share (La Part du feu)

NO PARKING IN FRONT OF THIS DOOR

Catherine, do you know what time it is?

I don't care!

His flight lands in 35 minutes.

But you can stay if you want.

No. I have to go too.

To Orly with me?

So he'll see us together?

No, at home. I need to prepare stuff.

Is it a big night?

Not really, but you know Bob.

Come on!

Who'll be there?

The usual mafia.

The congressman of all trades, De Warnier, the ladies…

Where's your lighter?

On the table in the next room.

Jacket or tuxedo?

While you're at it, can you give me the ashtray, please?

Tuxedo?

Jacket.

Don't look so worried.

I took an earlier flight.

Sorry you had to rush for me.

What are you doing here?

I saved you a fine, I paid for your parking ticket.

You're going to catch a cold.

Go get dressed.

Is it your cat?

It keeps me company.

Well… are you ready?

- Yes. - Let's go then.

- Where to? - You'll see.

Let's not wait for Catherine.

Come on.

Where are you taking me?

To the office.

It's the wrong direction.

You think?

Scared of getting your shoes dirty?

I've wanted to go up there with you for a while.

You know the rules.

In case you want to jump off. I don't want trouble.

I thought we were going to the office.

Come on.

I'd rather wait for you here.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Come on.

Remember when we first met?

There was a garden here.

Depending on if we could build on it or not, it was worth a fortune or nothing.

You know I've never seen the site.

No. I'm asking you

if you remember the first time I knocked on your office door at the prefecture?

Door C,

stairs 4, I believe.

I remember very well.

- Me too. - Do you regret it?

No. But that doesn't mean I'm proud of it.

Move on! What was I asking you?

A planning certificate informing me, unfortunately,

that this plot of land would be a no- building area.

We couldn't stack any more bricks!

Obviously.

People make mistakes.

It's a change from these civil servants who grant building permits left and right.

You turned me down, it's not as bad.

- Except for the guy who sold you the land. - He's dead anyway.

Make up your mind.

You're not too scared?

I don't like heights, that's all.

What are you getting at?

Be patient.

How did the guy die?

Who?

The one that grew cabbage, right underneath us.

I don't know.

He died of anger when he learned the truth.

Do you think about it sometimes?

As little as possible.

You're wrong. We need to know where we come from.

That's the cost of success.

I know what I owe you.

Not with me.

Keep the good sentiments for… those swarming down there. The worms.

Normal people.

Come on.

Come here.

It's quite impressive, right?

- We can talk it over if you want. - What's up with you?

No, buddy!

You like Catherine, congrats!

I'd rather it be you.

I assure you, sex affairs here…

Why'd you make me come here? You said we were going to the office.

We're in the office. Almost.

Once the main tower's done, it'll be fast.

We'll relocate in six months.

Admit that the climbing was worth it.

Six o'clock. We have to come down.

You have a lighter?

Oh!

That was a close one!

I want it back!

What if I asked you to come and pick it up?

I'm leaving, buddy.

I started out just like you!

Get over it.

This kind of guy has no fear of heights.

He walks in the air like you on a sidewalk.

He is lucky.

You have too much imagination. That's how you fall.

Let's go, the power's about to be cut.

Wait a second. Take one last look.

To get this far in life, all means are good.

Any means. You understand?

- Not really. - Yes, you do.

Since I've known you, you've had that flaw.

You don't think things through and you believe regret is enough.

It must be part of your charm.

I'm not against black people, but they have a distinct smell.

It's true… Have you noticed?

I lack a bit of experience.

I have only had Bretons.

You're lucky. Anyway…

I gave her eight days off, it was no longer bearable.

Was it that bad?

Did you see that L'Instant published the last article

of its series on the racetracks' scandals?

You're reading this rag?

Only at the hairdresser, my dear.

No, thank you.

He's going there once a week so he doesn't miss one issue, our banker.

I inform myself.

If we can call it that…

That Delbaut writes nothing but lies, he has no respect.

Neither the authorities nor money…

Not even the working class. No, thanks.

Where's the world going?

Forthcoming issues will be dedicated to real estate.

I've been told.

Let them come.

That'd be a bit rich after all you've done.

We could do without it.

This paper should be banned.

That's not very democratic.

If this goes on, they'll eventually put us off financing social housing.

I've always said so.

You give these people comfort, bathrooms and heating,

and they'll vote communist!

When you think about it, it's true, they're ungrateful.

Well, let's move on to… Honey?

Why did you leave together?

- When? - Earlier, from your place.

- He wanted to go to the site. - What did he say to you?

Nothing.

Honey, instead of monopolizing him, go and offer some cigars to William.

- Of course. - Thank you.

Try to calm her down.

Oh, they're my favorites!

You spare no expense.

- I bought them in Geneva just for you. - Yes, this afternoon.

- That's very kind of you. - Here.

No, thank you. I smoke too much.

Bob is a prince. You make a wish and it comes true the same day.

I'm paid to know that. Look at my pin, it's beautiful!

- Bob gave it to me- - - For your birthday.

Not at all! When Édouard granted you the exemption.

She's talking nonsense. You'd better powder your nose.

- Am I shining? - No, but that might happen.

Congressman is wanted on the telephone.

In my office, let me show you the way.

- Gisou, you want to play bridge? - With pleasure!

Take my seat, I'm not playing.

- Should I pick it up? - No. Sign this.

That's why you went to Geneva?

Yes. It's none of William's business.

Here you go.

- What is it? - Your money.

It's the bank receipt for when I deposited the money on your account.

- That's the amount we agreed on, right? - Yes.

I'll need two signatures.

Is it necessary?

Listen, Édouard. Encrypted accounts are convenient.

Swiss banks are discreet. They disregard your name.

But if you want to withdraw money, they need a sample of your signature.

Yours is illegible.

Fear no indiscretion. Here.

Yes.

Another here.

It's the full power of attorney your wife will have to date when you die.

- Charming. - It's necessary.

Make sure she doesn't thank me publicly.

I'll tell Jacques to bring this to the bank tomorrow.

You've never set foot in Geneva.

- Is that wise? - What?

- Do you trust this man? - Absolutely. As myself.

- Honey, where did you put the cigars? - On the table.

Édouard, do you mind me taking Gisou to the opera tomorrow?