Rumours

Well, that's finished.

The crisis awaits.

Down to work.

It's dinner first.

A working dinner, Edison.

Mmm, really?

- Tony? - Yes.

- What do you say? Working dinner?

Yes. Working dinn--

Actually, I do have

just a little surprise for you first.

What is it, Hilda?

- This is just a little surprise on the way to the gazebo.

It's just a short walk.

We should be clear with the communique,

but not so clear

that we put ourselves in an awkward position.

Yes of course, exactly.

This crisis is not one that can be classified so simply.

No.

- And so we must keep our options open.

What we talk about?

- That's the question, isn't it, Antonio?

What are we really talking about here?

What is the true na--

You know, for me, this is quite difficult.

We have many important things to discuss,

things that only we can understand

as world leaders.

And yet we are surrounded at all times

by the storm of questions and interruptions.

Some privacy would be nice.

Yes.

Yeah...

Cardosa!

- Would you excuse me for a second?

Yes.

So, how have you been?

Good, Maxime. How's Eloise?

She's fine.

Yeah.

You and I haven't talked much since the Rimini Summit.

- Maxime, I think we should forget Rimini.

Not forget it. I don't mean that...

It was a meaningful

and beautiful thing.

It is something that I needed very much at the time.

And the consolidated annual report on Global Partnership

is a document I'm very proud of.

Proud of the work we did. But that's all.

I think we have to move on.

This isn't summer camp.

- Of course, we're here to work. - Yes.

So?

- Well, this is a very exciting find.

It's not that exceptionally rare in the area, but--

Sylvain, you seem to know more

about this curious undertaking than our host.

- Ah well, in fact I did come early to have a look

and a short discussion

with the supervising anthropologist, Dr--

- Dr. Boofelfullmen. - Boofelfullmen.

As you may know, I am writing a book.

It's a kind of psychogeography

of graveyards and burial customs.

- I'm sure it will be as fascinating

as all your other books.

- So what is this? It's quite gruesome.

Well, this is an example

of what we call bog bodies or bog people.

There are many of them

scattered around the North Saxony region.

Oh dear. It's quite revolting.

Well, it is from the Iron Age.

Is made of iron?

- Yes, it almost looks like iron, doesn't it, Antonio?

But no, it is in fact

a mummified body

from the Iron Age, almost 2000 years ago.

That's right.

The acids in the bog

have entirely dissolved all the bones in the body,

but have perfectly preserved the surface details:

all the hair, the skin...

The fingerprints.

- The fingerprints of the man or woman.

Well, in this case...

It's hard to...

It's a male.

It's a man in this case.

If you look here,

you'll see his penis has been severed

and hung around his neck.

It sounds like a man to me.

Yes, with bog bodies,

evidence of torture and disfigurement is quite common.

I don't mean to make anyone nervous, but in some cases,

the bodies appear to be those of the chieftains or leaders,

sacrificially murdered

for failing to deliver the promise of a good harvest.

- Okay, so we would like to make another photo

here at the dig site.

Please. And then, on to dinner.

Tatsuro?

- I mean, that would be weird, discovering what this...

You know what I mean?

Somewhere in history, we'd wanna find where...

I think it's a great way to...

- Perhaps that's something that you can

bring up after dinner.

Please, please.

And one last photo.

Hello.

So let me begin by welcoming you all

to Dankerode Castle.

And thank you all for coming,

especially under the difficult...

or somewhat difficult circumstances

of the present crisis,

which, of course...

What about you, Tatsuro?

Well, since the theme of this year's summit

is regret,

do you have any regrets?

I suppose my biggest regret

is that I never learned how to ride a horse,

never had a chance, never had the opportunity.

Always want to, but, uh, getting a bit too old now.

Oh.

No, no, no, no.

Sylvain?

- I regret being a disdainful teenager,

especially towards my father,

who I realize finally now

lived amid difficult circumstances,

teaching at the Department of Sociology at the Sorbonne.

He was probably a fine man,

and he did not deserve my scorn.

I wish he was alive so I could tell him.

Antonio?

- I dress up like Mussolini to costume party.

- Well, you didn't mean any harm, did you, Antonio?

I think it's a funny costume.

- But Antonio you can't beat yourself up.

These sorts of sensitivities that people have,

these sensitivities to history.

I mean, it isn't that they're not important.

I would never say that. But...

I suppose...

Things are a little different now.

I speak of progress.

I mean, look at us...

America, Germany,

Italy, the United Kingdom, Japan,

Canada,

the Republic of France...

The esteemed leaders of...

each of these great nations

gathered here around the table, great food,

laughing, catching up with old friends.

Yes.

- We're quite lucky to be here. - We are.

We are blessed.

We are blessed.

Blessed.

- Well, I don't mean to change the subject

or to dampen the mood, but we are also here

to produce a draft outline of a provisional statement

regarding the present crisis.

We should not forget that.

- No, but I think regarding the statement and the crisis,

it is important to say what we mean.

- Yes, of course. - Yes.

It's at times like this

that people look to us to provide clarity and surety.

- Certainly. - Exactly.

What I mean to ask is this:

Have we defined the crisis?

Have we determined concretely

or even abstractly of what it consists?

- Of what it comprises. Yes, yes, exactly, exactly.

Precisely...

Maxime, what is it?

Hmm? Huh?

Is everything all right?

I was just...

Forget it.

- No, no, no. Go ahead. What's troubling you?

I thought I...

Never mind.

It's not important.

We're the G7, Maxime.

Everything is important.

Maxime?

Why don't you just take a moment and clear your head?

Yeah, okay?

Yeah, I will.

Thank you.

So sorry.

- He feels the burden of leadership.