Two hours later, in the waiting room.
Marc, it's okay. She's out of danger. The doctor just told me she's fine. She's going to sleep for a long time, that's all.
…
Marc, did you hear me?
… okay. Thanks. I'm going to head back then.
Head back? Are you kidding? We just found Catherine unconscious, probably after a suicide attempt, and you want to go back to work? What's wrong with you? And when she wakes up?
Well… you'll be there for her. Like always.
Marc, what's going on? I'm not the one she'll want to see when she wakes up.
I don't think it'll be me either, you know…
Why do you say that?
Read this.
What is it? A lease contract?
Yes. My lease contract.
Uh… I don't get it. It's a contract in your name for an apartment. Why did she receive that? Are you going to move in with your son's mother?
No. Not at all. And… I don't have a son.
The kid wasn't your son after all?
No. But I guess Cathy came to the same conclusion as you. That's why she did this. If you say she broke up because she was thinking about me… maybe she told herself we could start again. And when she saw this paper, she must have thought I was going to move in with them.
Yeah… that's possible… but you don't know that. Wait until she wakes up. And why didn't you tell her anything?
When I saw you together in front of the hospital… I saw her smile like she hadn't in a long time. She was with you the way she was with me before we fell out. I thought she was happy. And that I didn't have the right to come back into her life at the risk of messing everything up. I wanted to wait.
Yeah… so basically you thought that… she thought that… So everyone ends up miserable without talking to each other. It's Romeo and Juliet, your story.
Yes. Exactly. We're never in sync, it's crazy. But to the point of trying to kill herself… I would never have thought her capable of that.
Marc!
Elisabeth, you're here! It's okay… she's sleeping. We're waiting.
What happened? Oh, my poor darling!
Hello, madam. I'm Hugo. I don't know if Catherine has told you about me.
Hugo? I'm so happy to finally meet you… Why did she do this, tell me?
We don't know yet. We have to wait until she wakes up.
Yes, we do know. It's my fault, Eli. I'm sorry.
Why do you say that? You haven't seen each other for months. I know she was unhappy at first, but after her job and everything… Hugo… things were better. Weren't they?
To be honest… we hadn't been together for some time.
I'm only finding out now. She didn't tell me anything…
He's the one who saved her. He moved heaven and earth to come get me on the base.
Thank you, Hugo. Thank you with all my heart. Can I go see her?
Yes. She's sleeping. You can stay with her.
Thank you, Hugo.
For what?
For everything. I'm just a lousy bastard. I only thought about myself. I let her down when she wanted to support me. She had problems at work, and I didn't want to see anything. She put up with my absence for months, my exhaustion, my anger, that whole kid story… And then, because of a misunderstanding, she broke. And even then, I almost ruined everything. If you hadn't insisted, I don't know what would've happened to her…
Don't think about that anymore. She's okay. That's what matters. And that apartment, then?
A shared place. With two guys from the base. We visited it last week. They sent the contracts… but I didn't think they had that address.
So no blended little family.
Oh no. Definitely not. It was a trap. Bertille always knew I wasn't the father. But I was the ideal father, according to her.
Yeah… ugly story. A real bitch, that woman.
A sick one. I threatened to file a complaint.
Well… I'm heading home. Now that she's in good hands. Stay close to her, please. She needs you. And you need to talk.
Hey… I don't have your number. To keep you updated.
Don't worry. Catherine will call me if she wants to.
Okay… under different circumstances, we could've been friends, right?
Yes. I think so too.
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Marc?? then? Did you find him?
Uh, yes, sorry I didn't call you back… everything happened very fast.
Is she okay?
…
Marc, is she okay? Answer me, you're freaking me out.
She took meds, we're in the ER.
Meds? What do you mean?
She apparently attempted suicide.
Shiiit!
She's sleeping, she's not in danger. I'm going to go get her papers—we left so suddenly that I don't have anything for the hospital. Can you join me there?
Yeah, okay, I'm leaving in 10 minutes. See you soon.
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At Catherine's place
Thanks for coming, I didn't feel up to being here alone, actually.
I understand. What do you want us to take?
Look for her handbag, it must be around here, and check inside to see if there are her papers—whatever we might need at the hospital. I'll go get her some clothes.
Okay, I found it. So, what happened? Did she tell you anything?
No, she's still unconscious. When we arrived, we banged on the door and since there was no answer, we went in. Oh…here's your key, by the way, now that I think of it. It was there…
Breathe, it's okay, she's safe.
She was lying on the floor, and on the coffee table we found a bottle of pills.
And the bottle of gin too, from what I can see.
Yes, we're not sure she drank any, but we took the medication with us to show the doctors. And…
And what?
You remember we're getting a shared place with Julian and Enzo?
Yes, but I don't see the connection.
For some reason, my lease contract was sent here. It was on the table when we found her. Hugo immediately thought I was going to move in with Bertille and her son, and I think that's what Catherine thought too.
Hence the pills… Fuck, if it were useful, I'd smash your face in right now.
You think I don't feel bad enough already? That paper should never have arrived here, I'm going to tear the agency apart.
It's not the agency's fault! It's you and your selfishness!
What?
Why didn't you tell her about the DNA test? Why?
Come on, it was pointless—she had gotten together with Hugo, she was happy…
That's what you wanted to believe! You had no idea whether she was happy or not. It hurt you like hell to see her with that guy, admit it!
Yes, of course, I felt like she was cheating on me, but then I realized she couldn't wait for me forever either.
Yeah, and above all, it wasn't so bad either that she was still suffering a bit, knowing you were with someone else.
Not at all.
Then give me one good reason why you didn't tell her that woman had been feeding you bullshit?
We weren't talking anymore, she wasn't answering my calls.
You could have sent her a text, a copy of the test, that's it—just to inform her. But no, you preferred to leave her in the dark and let her keep thinking you'd left her because of that child.
That's ridiculous.
Yes, it's ridiculous, but it's true. You couldn't stand seeing her happy without you, so you let the doubt hang. That's disgusting.
Okay, here—take her bag. I'm definitely thinking she doesn't need a guy like me by her side when she wakes up. Close the door on your way out, please.