Nathalie Granger

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She cooked up

that you didn't feed her...

that you were very poor, and so on...

She beat another pupil...

For nothing, a missing eraser.

There were always good

and bad pupils...

this is nothing new for us.

But...

this violence...

from a very little girl...

They shot 4 times,

killed 3 times.

"Seize them if you find them,

shoot them if they resist'.

Invitation for a man-hunt

which every police station received

at 9.30 a. m. At this time indeed,

Mme Marie Bastide

biked in Dreux woods and saw

the two young killers asleep

near a black car

at the Tower crossroad.

As this tesetimony

accorded with the other ones...

a vast police plan was organized

to seize the madmen...

who've terrified the region,

for 12 days.

"Kids", said Mme Bastide...

"One dark, one fair,

both exhausted".

The boys were ordered

to surrender.

A single shot at 1.30

was the only answer...

to a command of the Chief of Police.

This race against time is very painful...

considering their youth.

Only kids could do it...

making a bull's eye.

Blind-shots, that's it.

They were first seen

at the garage.

Is it far, Dreux?

The woods are near Bordires...

the road crosses them.

Hurry!

Tell the school Nathalie leaves.

Tell Datkin she'll come on Monday.

I'll insist on piano lessons.

After, it's too late.

Yes, after 8 years...

No chance she can stay in school?

Not a chance.

If she doesn't study piano,

she's finished.

At home, how does she seem?

Unhappy.

Touchy.

- Do you know her well?

- No.

What does Nathalie like?

I think she likes music.

Give me 24 in Lignon...

About my daugther's piano lessons...

I phoned once.

The teacher told us...

We're sorry,

our principle is to leave

the child free to learn or

not to learn.

Only Nathalie will choose piano or not.

I can't hear you anymore.

Lignon is not far from home.

I'll see her,

I'll take her on Saturdays.

We have to phone to the Mayor

about Maria.

That's true.

"This is Nathalie's

Don't touch it"

Many branches fell down.

- From the wind?

- Yes.

I want to make a fire.

The Town Hall in Versailles, please...

Portuguese, yes...

That's the point... I phoned once.

The bailiff just told her to sing.

He told her it was nothing

important, a simple formality.

And she signed.

She signed her own expulsion.

Nothing to do?

But she does not understand our language.

Nothing?

Thanks.

Sometimes,

Nathalie wants to kill everybody...

She told Laurence.

She wants to be an orphan,

a Portuguese maid.

She says we're very poor...

Little by little,

they're closer to them.

They go on carefully

to seize the 2 killers

of the suburbs

who committed several murders

without a financial motive...

just for violence,

with the same blind rage...

as Whitman- the student in Austin.

The most horrible thing is that

they are below the penal age.

It seems likely they are

Christian M. and Pierre G.,

aged 16 and 17...

who left home a month ago.

This violence,

from a very little girl...

She tears her note-books, blotches...

her writing exercises.

There were always good

and bad pupils...

this is nothing new for us.

But...

this violence,

from a very little girl...

Police research in

Dreux forest has stopped...

...given the time and nervous exhaustion

of the men who have been scouring the area

for 7 hours...

Two shots were just heard

in the woods.

It seems they are afraid

to be forgotten

by their pursuers.

It's for the delivery

of the fuel. It's late.

It's cold here.

What? Is it a wrong number?

- There's no phone here.

- Oh, sorry...

We'll settle her in Datkin School.

Very well.

Very well. When?

Next week.

Very well.

In her case, that school

is far better than ours.

Piano is so good for her.

She must study it again.

It's impossible.

That's a pity. If you insist...

- Nathalie will refuse.

- That's a pity...

We'll put the bundle together.

The woods are quiet now.

There's a deep mist.

The young killers seem to sleep

from exhaustion.

- Can I do something?

- No.

I need a bag for her wool clothes.

Is it cold there?

It's in the mountains.

with snow till March.

Without piano, she's finished.

Forget Nathalie a while.

I can't speak to her anymore.

I must hide from my child.

Yes.

What do you want?

Sorry, the door was open.

No we need nothing... Thanks.

We're not interested.

Oh, sorry.

It was open.

- Do I disturb you?

- No.

Come in.

It was open.

- What do you want?

- Oh, nothing...

Nothing...

I am...

Sit down.

I represent the brand Vedette Tambour.

You see it every where.

It's entire automatic,

super automatic, if I may say so.

A real space-saver.

Vedette has horizontal axes

on two levels.

Something new:

it is automatically inverted...

which increases by 50%...

logical, isn't it?

...the efficiency of the Vedette.

The best space-saver:

It's the record in France.

No washing-machine in Europe...

is so space-saving.

Vedette Tambour.

It's motor...

has two speed...

It's biphase.

I think the voltage is 200 here?

Because...

You buy a new house...

It's easy. And space-saving.

- You're no salesman.

- What?

instead of 2 in 007.

- You are no salesman.

- I am indeed.

I've a license...

I've a license.

No.

A license given by the authorities...

- No.

- Yes.

One special washing

for light clothes...

one normal, and one, of course,

for heavy washing.

The drier is graduated,

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