Red Lights Page #4

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Sure I do.

Sorry.

Wait... I'll do it.

Get up.

Would you get up!

Stop hitting me. I'll get up.

To think, hundreds of 'em

are out looking for you,

howling your name

on every TV program...

You screwed 'em good.

You don't give a sh*t

about their laws.

That's the truth!

If men weren't scared shitless,

if they were real men like you,

we wouldn't need courts and cops

and red lights at every intersection.

You're above all that.

You're a lord, a prince.

Tonight, I feel happy.

Happier than I've ever been in my life.

You can't imagine how happy I am.

You're a brother.

You could've left me back there

to die like a dog.

If you didn't do it

for fear I'd turn you in, you're wrong.

I'm no snitch.

I have a sense of honor.

I'm a man, too.

You misjudge me.

That hurts me.

It really hurts me

that you misjudge me.

Hlne misjudges me, too.

She doesn't think I'm a man, either.

What're you doing?

Think I didn't see that?

Hey, you hear me?

This isn't the road to Bordeaux!

- Shut up!

- It's my car, my road, turn around!

Shut up, or out you go.

It's my car.

You don't scare me. You got no gun.

- Shut up!

- You got no gun.

I saw you with the tire.

Why drive with one hand?

- You're a cripple, that it?

- Will you shut up!

Get out.

What're you gonna do?

If you're gonna kill me,

do it fast and clean.

I don't wanna suffer.

- Break down?

- A flat.

- Give me a lift to the next garage?

- Sure.

No, the other side.

Is that the village?

Are we far from Bordeaux?

This isn't the road.

- Really?

- Bordeaux's quite a ways. Why?

You want to go to Bordeaux?

What's the make of your car?

A gray Rover with Paris plates.

Got the keys?

They in the ignition?

I'll send someone.

That's my car.

You must've driven a long time

with the flat.

It's torn to shreds.

You need a new one.

Did you find a cell phone in the car?

Sure that clock's right?

Is it really 11 a.m.?

Yes, why?

What time do you think it is?

You think it's still last night?

Not going down?

Badly.

Won't you eat something?

I'd rather not.

What happened to you?

Why? What's wrong?

Looks like you got into a fight.

Can I use your phone?

Local calls only.

You've reached Hlne's...

It's Antoine Dunan.

Your children are ready,

they're waiting for you.

We expected you at 10.

What happened?

- My wife's not there?

- Isn't she with you?

- She hasn't called?

- Where are you?

She was supposed to arrive

by the morning train.

- What time?

- The first train, I think.

- The 6 a.m. bus?

- I'll call you right back.

- France Telecom...

- The Cascade Hotel.

- Which town?

- Andernos.

- Shall I connect you?

- Please.

Cascade Hotel.

This is Mr. Dunan. Did my wife

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