We'll have to talk to the press. People are starting to worry.
They should, right?
There's not been a homicide here in years.
I'll request an autopsy.
Hold on. Who's talking about homicide?
Yeah, this really stinks of natural death.
Have you seen what's all over his body?
Yes, so you want to worry people, right?
Show you're incapable of handling the situation and create panic.
It's a jellyfish sting.
I'd bet my life on it.
Little bits of jellyfish everywhere.
So, that's your autopsy.
No need to disturb people for nothing.
Do you have the keys to...
Yes.
What is it, Richard?
Are you making something up to avoid telling the truth?
What do you think?
Is that why you don't come home?
We need to be frank.
Don't you trust me?
I don't know.
-Isn't this a little unfair? -Probably.
I see things are getting more relaxed there.
At least in terms of tone.
We're all going to calm down a bit.
I'm coming out, nice and quietly,
and heading home.
We can all just forget this extremely unpleasant,
dangerous,
and traumatising moment.
and carry on with our lives
-as if nothing happened. - Shut up!
In any case I'm not in a rush.
Mitch has disappeared.
-Was he kidnapped? -But he managed to reach the beacon.
So, we just need to wait for reinforcements, right?
So, can we focus on my dog, then?
The only person to be kidnapped was found dead.
We're not waiting.
Yeah, I'm sorry. I'm not helping.
I always feel out of sync with the group.
It's hard for me to position myself.
I feel like we're working to two different agendas.
It's Mitch.
That means he's alive.
There was no clear indication.
If that's the case, he's not in good shape.
And what's that?
Oh, good heavens...
Over the last few hours...
a number of similar events were observed.
Simultaneous too.
We received several calls notifying us of various thefts.
When things calmed down, we commenced our investigations...
...and the first elements of our enquiry lead us to believe
these thefts are the work of...
...a gang of thieves.
Several thieves.
Who...
organized things one way or another to steal...
at the same time...
things that aren't connected.
There you go.
It's a kind of hazy project.
Maybe a lack of communication between that group of thieves...
each had his own vision of the project...
-There you go. -Thanks for staying with him.
-It's normal. -No, it's not.
It is, you asked.
It's unfair what happened to him.
Witnesses say there were kidnappings.
I don't know what you're referring to.
The tacos vendor on the Main Square disappeared.
Maybe he just suddenly felt
fed up with his daily routine
and took some time off.
Nobody can speak for him.
The Sheriff just lied live on TV.
Is it so surprising?
Yes. The Sheriff never lied.
He doesn't understand everything but he never lies.
They say there was a viscous liquid where the thefts happened!
Any other questions?
They say at the location of the thefts
there were traces...
...of a viscous liquid!
I said, "any other questions"!
Why are you hiding the truth?
The people have the right to know.
Yes, all the people have the right to know!
Stop repeating my stuff!
Hey, come on, Mr. Inventor of Journalism! I got a dregree, what's your problem?
Strange things are happening right now.
We're not used to that around here.
Who would attack a poor man in his bed?
Who?
Did you join the police for him?
Why are you being nice to me?
I told you.
One day out of two.
Tomorrow, I'll go and burp in your car.
I have a message for those thieves
and for the person who ki...
...gave that poor taco vendor a burnout.
He didn't ask anyone for anything,
I'll be on your case, guys.
Get a good look at me,
because from now on,
I'm your worst nightmare.
I know that noise.
Let me check.
Why do I know that noise?
You are on Mitch's answering machine, please leave a message.
Be discreet, okay.
Don't rush it.
Behave the way you usually do.
You try to find informations.
OPEN
It's not a good time.
Why? What's going on?
No, nothing.
Be yourself, okay?
Everything okay?
Are you okay?
Go on, say something!
-Police! -What?
Richard. How are things going in his new job with the police?
Calm down! What's wrong?
It must be complicated and take up a lot of his time,
to make new acquaintances.
Are you serious?
So, why are you here?
We just wanted to chat. We never chat.
Aren't there reasons for that?
Go on, keep at him.
Go on!
Treason!
...selling the shop.
It must have felt like treason,
coming from your best friend.
I'm closing now, guys.
-But it's still early. -Well, that's how it is.
G et the hell out of here.
Out!
What got into you?
Are you complete idiots?
Sorry, it's my first job with any responsibility.
I couldn't cope.
-Did he just crap? -I want to make something clear.
You accepted.
-It's too late to backtrack. -No but he really did.
It's as if my body rejected my choice.
We're sorry. We'll make up for it.
Keep going. You stay close to him.
- He should go back to his place first. - Again?
Are you okay?
We never use this software.
No idea about the results.
Type in the number you want to track.
TRACKING NUMBER: 555 52 41 CONFIRM: Y/N
Okay, I'll confirm the number, where's the 'y'? Here.
Bingo!
What, bingo?
Your guy is here.
Where is here?
Within a radius of 50 to 250 kilometers.
Come on!
It's crazy what we can do nowadays.
-What are you doing here? -I can do what I want.
-Are you still mad? -Thanks for coming, doctor.
The team speaks highly of you.
I'm a biology teacher.
Do you two know each other?
Is she nice?
Can I trust you? This must stay between us.
Can you find out what he died from?
Make an effort. I need to know.
-So? -Hold on. Give me a bit of time.
So?
-So? -Come on, we'll go and...
-Excuse me? -Come on, seriously?
Mitch has disappeared.
So, anything you find may help us.
Will you keep me posted?
What's it got to do with Mitch?
No news?
Fuck! Always out of sync...
Shit!
We followed Bob, they are in some sort of camp.
Shit!
Okay, you wait for the night and search everything.
Richard!
What?
Well...
-Yes? -Oh.
Okay.
Sorry. I thought it was for...
...the asshole.
I wanted to get tacos
but the vendor wasn't there.
So...
Is your new job going well?
Yeah?
Yeah.
It's...
-...surprising. -Hum yes.
-Do you want to talk about it? -No.
It would do me good not to talk about it.
Okay.
-Do you love me, Richard? -Yes.
Are you sure?
Yes.
And you?
There, it's him.
I'll open the door.
I'm not disturbing you, am I?
I don't know.
I've found it!
I knew I recognized that noise.
Good evening, Ma'am.
Please excuse me for disturbing your meal.
I'm Richard's colleague.
Yes, I would have guessed.
Oh, yes, of course.
I'll leave you to it.
Am I disturbing you?
Were you going to fuck?
-Come on! -Stop that!
You know, I never knew my father.
He disappeared before I was born.
Oh, really?
He was the colonel at the army base.
Haven't you heard the story?
My mom and him often filmed each other with this camcorder.
These images are all I have left of him.
I've watched them a thousand times. I know them by heart.
They lived at the base with the other soldiers.
My dad was a bastard.
He made my mom miserable her entire life.
That's what killed her.
The worst part is, I can't even go spit on his grave,
because he doesn't have one.
You see? It's that.
It's the noise of the radar at the base.
Hasn't the base been closed for 30 years?
Yes.
There you go. I'll leave you alone.
I'll let you fuck.
Right?
Thanks for coming.
You helped me, I'm helping you.
Right. If we need to whoop some soldiers,
I think I'm the right person.
I hate soldiers.
You probably want to know why.
-I'll explain... -The base is empty.
We won't be whooping anyone.
We're just getting Mitch back.
-Oh no. Serious? -Yes.
What if we run into the creatures? Won't we whoop them?
-Yep. -So yes, alright.
Here.
What's all that? It's prohibited.
No, it's just for my personal use.
It's good to have stuff to defend ourselves.
Or to attack with.
Depending on your point of view.
But you have to choose your gun wisely...
..You must think about it, because sometimes it is too heavy...
...too heavy psychologically and too heavy in terms of weight...
So, I hate soldiers,
because my father worked for them and...
Can we talk later?
It's not that we don't care...
Sure, no worries.
-I promise, we'll talk about it later. -Sure, I trust you.
Isn't the base supposed to be empty?
Yes.
Do you think they can't see us if we don't move?
Yeah, true. Come on!
So?
Is there coffee here?
So, I don't know.
It seems the body is decaying differently to others.
-And so? -And so I have no idea.
If you're in a rush, call a real forensic scientist!
-Sorry. -Yeah, seriously...
I'm sorry if I'm too persistent
but I'm worried.
I'm scared for my town.
The smell, already.
It's strange, you can't smell anything.
Over 24 hours after death, it should be unbearable.
Well...
Nobody has batteries?
Uh, no.
But I have this.
I'm out of ammo!
Me too...
Shit!
What are you doing here?
Go on. I'll deal with them.
I'll deal with them too.
Sorry gentlemen...
I prefer to warn you,
I hit real hard.
Me too.
Especially soldiers.
Is this you?
-What? -The body. Where is it?
What body?
The jellyfish sting?
Do you think I'm stupid?
Well, the camp is empty but we found a bag.
What's in the bag?
So?
It's a sort of...
We can't understand!
A sort of...
A sort of?
...sort of...
Can you repeat that?
It's a sort of...
Let it go, we are coming to see it.
Stop!
Why are you attacking us?
We came to protect you.
-We came to fetch you. -Yeah, yeah, that's it.
You shouldn't be here. It's too danger-
Fuck!
-Sorry. -Sorry.
It's not that bad.
Richard?