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Hi.
I said to call first.
I lost my phone.
Here. For you and the boys.
- Can I come in? - No.
Skender, you can't just turn up.
It hurts them.
You turn up, say you'll be back Sunday, then vanish for months.
You could be dead.
You can't do that to kids.
You just can't.
I understand. Sorry.
Give them these.
Their names are on them.
Ok.
Bye.
- Hi, comrade. - Sergeant.
Not anymore.
Get in.
I don't believe it.
How long now?
Five years.
You're a general now?
Not really.
It's Madam's car.
There's a madam?
- And a sir? - No.
Fancy a couscous?
Between legionnaires.
So you're a chauffeur?
Not only that.
Bodyguard?
I cook too.
I look after the house, repair stuff...
I shop and clean. But I'm no lackey.
What are you?
The man of the house.
That's not her style.
What's her style?
Bourgeois.
Cool.
- Dead boring. - No.
Comfortable.
I'm not with Manon anymore.
She asked me to leave. Two years ago.
No, three years.
I'm homeless since.
I won't spell it out.
I don't booze too much.
I'm still a legionnaire.
I won't die on the street like a dog.
I'm free.
That's what matters, right?
Fate is crazy.
Five years without meeting and now
same place and time.
It's not fate.
I looked for you.
It wasn't that hard.
Once I got Manon's address, I waited.
- You saw her? - No.
I wanted to see you.
You really missed me?
My boss needs someone like you.
She has an offer for you.
- What? - She'll explain.
I'll introduce you.
The rest is between you.
It's something you can't do?
Exactly.
- I won't do time again, Max. - Wasn't my fault.
Jobs like that for guys like me are never clean jobs.
It's up to you.
You can always meet her.
I guess.
- Alright. - Good.
We'll see a barber and buy you clothes.
I'm not taking her a tramp.
Hello, Madam.
Hello, Max.
Skender.
Madam.
A pleasant drive?
Yes, thank you.
Do you need anything?
No, thank you. See you later.
See you later.
Have a seat.
Something to drink? Beer? A glass of wine?
Coffee, if possible.
Of course.
That can last hours.
Dogs never tire of chasing a stick.
Or a prey.
They love that.
Hunting, tracking, trailing.
I understand, I'm the same.
I've hunted everything possible.
Lions, bears,
wild boars, even an elephant.
Every kind of prey.
And every way possible.
From a hide, stalking, on a beat.
It's my passion.
A drug, almost.
You can call it a drug.
Milk or sugar?
Nothing, thank you.
Max speaks highly of you.
We're like brothers. I'd be dead without him.
He never told me that.
In the Legion?
No, in Iraq, working for the Americans.
When you were mercenaries?
Contactors.
Isn't it the same?
Not exactly.
You were paid to fight.
- Yes. - So it's the same.
But we won't quibble.
Were you in prison before or after Iraq?
- I'm confused. - Before.
I'd left the Legion for my wife...
But I find civilian life tricky.
- And you met the wrong people? - Yes.
When I got out, Max had left the army.
He was with the Americans, hiring guys for Iraq.
What are you doing now?
A bit of building work.
Undeclared, no doubt?
Yes.
Is it hard?
It's building.
Don't you miss the action?
No.
Max says you're different.
Even as a soldier you were different.
More a warrior.
A hero in the Greek sense.
A sort of Demi-god.
Do you like war?
No.
- Really? - Really.
You can tell me. I won't be shocked.
No, I don't like it.
- And fighting? - Neither.
I think you do.
That's your right.
You have children, I think?
Max told you that too?
We have time to talk.
He said I couldn't look after them?
No. Why? I don't need a babysitter.
I cherish my sons.
I'd die for them.
Parents would die for their children.
No idea, I never had children.
And I don't think my mother would die for me.
Would you really die for them?
It's a bit easy.
You say it, knowing it won't happen.
No, you know.
You sense it.
For instance
if I suggested you die for your children right now,
would you accept?
Yes, but it won't happen.
Why not?
Acts require reasons, and neither of us would gain from it.
I know we would.
How much?
What would you say?
3 million.
Quite a sum.
High self-esteem.
No.
You don't ask what I expect of you?
At that price, anything you want.
You need to know what you're committing to.
Be my prey for a month.
If you're still alive after a month, the money's yours.
If I kill you sooner, we'll give it to your family.
Are you tempted?
Of course, Madam.
We've done a deal.
Some champagne to celebrate?
No, thank you, Madam. I'll have water.
You really won't sit?
I'd rather stand.
Thank you, Max.
May the best win.
Max will be our referee. He'll explain all the details.
It'll be in the Carpathians.
My husband rented a forest for bear.
I've kept it.
It's very pretty.
And big enough to be undisturbed.
The area is 10 km by 15 km.
It's mountainous, with a river and streams.
You'll have maps and the coordinates of three caves.
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