Les salauds vont en enfer


The letter your husband left.

You can read it.

It's embarrassing.

What is?

That you read it.

My husband

filed a complaint against that pig,

that piece of shit.

The police questioned Edouard Laporte

and our daughter.

Then nothing.

There was no follow-up.

It's your fault Jacques died.

Alone, I'm not strong enough.

I have no one now.

Besides my brother...

who's never here.

He's always abroad.

Marco Silvestri is your brother?

The letter is in his name.

They were like brothers.

Since naval academy.

Marco introduced us.

Take hold of yourself.

Think of your daughter.

You have to keep going for her.


Paris one month later

Bye, honey.

Hello, ma'am.

Hold on. I have mail for you.

So they sold the old lady's place?

They rented it in the meantime.

My aunt said so.

Is she doing better?

She's okay...

It's nice of you to help out.


It's family.

Bye, honey.

See you tonight.

Thank you.

Laporte and his Saint-Tropez


Laporte case turned over to Tax


Edouard and Raphaelle out and about

Jerk me off.

Let's see.


What's the problem?

The chain fell off?

I think so.


Thank you.

I'm here for you.

Talk to me, Justine.

Talk to me.

I love him.

I want to see him.

Tell my mother

I have to leave here.

Have a seat.

Your daughter?

And you? Do you have children?

Yes, two girls.

They live with their mother.

Mr. Silvestri, let's discuss your niece.

This girl didn't spare herself anything.

Alcohol, drugs...

But the worst

is the sexual aspect.



It's going to take time.

I've spoken to her mother.

For now, she won't listen.

Listen to what?

It can wait...

but we may have to operate.


To repair her vagina.

Hi, Dad.

I'm outside the station.

On the side. I waited on the platform.

You never came.

I'd like you to hurry.

I'm waiting and I'm cold.

I don't know...

Either call me back or whatever,

but hurry.


What the hell?

I've been waiting!

I was on the platform.

- I don't care, I...

- We misunderstood.

Calm down.

Hello to start with.

Hi, but...

I was freezing my ass off.

Let's go.

I'm not here to be treated like shit.

- How does it look?

- Good. Turn around.

It's great on you.


Thanks, Dad.

Can you get it?


In there.


My girls love sleeping on the floor.

Audrey, who's spending

the weekend with me.

Say hello.

Her sister Anouk is sick at home.

With their mother.

I was opening a bottle.


No, thank you. My son is waiting.

We're watching a DVD.

I washed this.



I won't beat around the bush...

You know the situation.

You have 45 days.

Not one day more...

not one day less.

In order to declare bankruptcy.

Beyond that,

the magistrate, the judge,

your creditors...

they'll all jump on you.

You are not only his wife

but above all...

his business partner.

If you don't do this,

you become personally liable

which means, very clearly,

they can take the factory

and even your house.

Your house.

And Laporte in all this?


we've discussed him a hundred times.

What's Laporte in all this?

He's not your partner.

Your husband's partner is you.

What did Laporte do?

Lend your husband money?

What are there? Fake IOUs?

Who knows what went on?

How do we prove it?

What do I do?

File a complaint to the magistrate?

On what grounds?

You think your instinct is proof?

You can't accuse people like that!

I can't file that complaint.

I won't. I told you.

You listen only to yourself.

You're alone.

In this thing, you're all alone.

I saw that you refused

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Frédéric Dard

Frédéric Dard (Frédéric Charles Antoine Dard, 29 June 1921 in Bourgoin-Jallieu, Isère - 6 June 2000 in Switzerland) was a French writer and author of the San-Antonio series. more…

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