If You Saw His Heart (2017) Movie Script
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350 euros!
A fine
for driving on the path
and another for a "broken" light!
My niece dances better.
- What niece?
- Toni's.
- Toni?
- My first cousin.
That young guy,
I knew his mother.
We sold Avon products together.
How are you?
They let you out?
I'm Sandi.
Don't remember me?
Sure.
Those kids are real pests.
I sent them packing!
Off you go pet, go find mommy.
How is my son!
You're a third son to me, Daniel.
I swear, I love you to bits.
Me too.
Thanks.
What beautiful eyes!
If you saw his heart!
But it's not up for grabs.
So beat it!
Thanks all the same.
- What's up?
- I dunno...
- You stink!
- Party pong!
You're stinking us out!
Nekki, get him out of here.
- He stinks...
- Come dance.
Hey, got any spray...
I'm not washing.
Today, I dance!
Daniel!
Come!
Daniel, get up here!
No, what for?
If I could only rewind.
If I could only erase everything.
Starting with myself.
Starting with the memory of Costel.
Come on, Costel...
Time to go.
Hello...
Water agency...
I've come to check your pipes.
Hello, water agency...
I've come to check your pipes.
At this hour?
Checking for lead.
This way.
- In here.
- Thank you.
Children never dwell on the past.
In their world
desires shape the future
with reality and dream
in perfect harmony...
Check he stole nothing.
What's the world coming to!
Yeah...
No, he didn't take anything.
It's all there.
Are you hungry?
We should've stayed for dinner.
You should shut it,
your accent sucks.
I didn't say a word.
You said: "Yeah".
Enough to see you're no cop,
just a fucking gipsy!
Here.
Michel...
The key.
You owe two weeks rent.
Tomorrow.
My job is to run this hotel properly
for Mr Ali.
Understand?
Want a beer?
If you fix the toilet
I'll knock off a week!
If you don't pay by next week
you're out!
Ali got me a building job...
I couldn't pay the hotel.
Go see him, he'll get you sorted.
Your wedding?
Even married, in a couple
you're on your own.
How do I look?
I think I'll try painting,
as I live here.
Meantime, as paints are costly,
I bought this.
The guy told me it belonged
to a Japanese painter.
Don't know if it's true...
Motherfucker!
That's a job for Romanis.
Hey, what're you doing?
- It's washing liquid.
- It's dirty!
Stop, that's filthy!
Here.
For your wedding.
For me?
No thanks.
"Is there hope for the dead?"
"You don't need a password
to get to God."
That's too easy.
I know the password.
Will I tell you?
Sure.
How much?
Costelito!
Almost.
I'm sick of drawing hearts
on windshields.
Can't I work with you?
To do what?
To pay for the password!
I'm serious, can you talk to Pepe?
You're sure?
I'm getting married, I need money.
Okay, I'll talk to Pepe.
- Did you check for the ad?
- Yeah.
Here he comes.
We wait a while...
till he's gone...
and we move.
Lady, are you alone?
Yes?
Yes...
Good morning...
We're moving back to Paris,
so everything's for sale.
The TV, the fridge...
the oven, the mirror...
Even some of my wife's clothes.
- Well?
- Not bad.
I got married yesterday.
Can you believe it?
And you?
Are you married?
We saw your ad.
Not a word to Lucho.
It's bloody freezing!
- Left your car here, Daniel?
- Yeah. The Ferrari!
So it wouldn't get stolen.
Wasn't very wise.
Does that work?
I'm crippled!
Smells good!
I can't feel my legs!
Faster, faster!
- You're lying!
- No, it's true...
Tip me up.
Here we go...
It's nearly ready.
Smells good, eh?
Yeah.
- Mama?
- Yes.
Where will Maria and I live?
Here.
Where else?
You won't find better.
Why not our own house?
If I work with Daniel,
I can afford it.
You think with me
you'll strike it rich?
Son, take my word...
Get yourself a house.
You're right.
Oh yeah?
And pay for it with what?
Rent and don't pay.
Evening...
Hello Lucho.
Sit yourself down.
What are you doing, Costel?
- Your son's a moron.
- It's too hot.
They're meant to be hot.
Hanging out with a moron
has made him a moron.
Piss off, Lucho.
At least we have fun.
Hear that, Mama?
They have fun.
Made some money today?
How much?
Fifty cents?
What's with you, Lucho?
- Your scams reek of blood.
- What did you say?
Your scams reek of blood.
Wanna say that again?
Smart ass!
My scams reek of blood?
Shut it, asshole!
Shut the fuck up!
What are you doing?
You know you won't use it.
Lucho, you're crazy!
Careful, Costel.
I could climb this in my sleep.
You've got the wrong shoes.
Do you hear me?
What?
I think I can see the password.
Good evening...
Water agency...
I've come to check your pipes.
Nekki!
I saw you!
Where are you off to?
Where are you going?
I'll get you!
Give me those firecrackers!
Go! Get out of my sight!
Beat it.
Stop this Dad, you're drunk.
Come...
I'll puncture all their tires!
Stop, Dad. Come...
You hussy!
Out of my sight!
Go, before I kill you!
Do you hear?
You slut!
And don't come back!
I'm pregnant.
It's only normal.
It happens...
You and Costel had some fun...
It happens.
Does Costel know?
I haven't told him yet.
You should.
He'll be over the moon!
Give it to Maria.
We do as usual.
Start the car.
Leave me alone!
You're hurting me!
Want a beer?
That hurts!
Have a beer...
Who's there?
It's me!
Been peeping for long?
Revenge, revenge,
revenge...
So, mister likes to piss?
Quit pissing, your filthy dog!
- Stop it!
- Mercy, Michel...
Mercy...
As of now, Michel is no more.
My name is Umberto.
Got a cigarette?
Earlier on...
Michel read me a story
about Umberto...
a kind of mafia boss...
Where are you living?
- In a hotel.
- A hotel?
Five star.
Wow!
Will you come back?
I think so.
You have to pay a lot?
Yes, I do.
You look happy, Mr Ali!
Only normal, I won fourth place!
I caught a 30-kilo grouper.
Can you imagine? 30 kg!
Well done!
"Well done?"
It's bloody marvelous!
Next time, third place!
Yeah, you're right...
When it slid...
If I ever catch that one
it'll be on my wall!
I swear to God!
Sure, buddy, of course...
Rest up, be seeing you...
Leave us, Umberto.
He's an imbecile.
But loyal as a dog.
And I like the fact that he's French.
I want to work.
I need money.
Here, no pay, no stay.
That's the rule.
I've got bills to pay.
The door is wide open.
He's a loser,
works on the fish market.
He owes me two grand,
get it back, I'll give you 25%.
400 euros.
Sit down.
For Mr Ali,
a good customer
is a customer who pays,
with no fuss.
No restaurant workers,
he says they're lazy robbers.
If I was the boss
I'd take everyone.
Except Arabs.
And Mr Ali?
Once you have money,
you're no longer Arab.
When I got out of prison 6 years ago
I took the metro and went home.
I found my wife in the bedroom
with a fucking Arab.
Beard, the lot.
Know what she said:
"He takes me on trips, treats me right."
She should've told me.
I'd have taken her to Roubaix...
to meet my folks.
But Roubaix wasn't exotic enough
for Madame.
Exotic...
I wonder if she could be raped
without risk...
What do you think?
You think I'm crazy, eh?
Yeah.
That solves nothing.
Nothing at all.
Not a thing.
Nothing!
How old are you?
Me?
Seventy.
What did you do before?
Before what?
Back in Hungary
I was a hairdresser.
You lived well?
Like a Romani.
But...
I had my house, my wife...
I even had a car.
But the fall of Communism took it all.
Believe in God?
Of course.
In Our Lord.
So you'll go to heaven?
I hope so.
And you'll piss up there too?
I don't think I'll be able...
not to.
You'll piss on us.
Good.
Mr Ali will be happy.
Like raspberry syrup.
Like to be my assistant?
You'd even have the key of the fridge!
No.
Like I said, you're different.
Friends...
Friends.
I am how I am.
I've done with life.
And for the first time
I belong somewhere.
So I do what Mr Ali asks me to,
not to fuck up again.
What I do here is between you and me.
Understand?
Mafia?
Mafia.
Not drinking your beer, Mafia?
Oh God...
forgive me,
do not forsake me.
This is your room.
You'll be fine here.
And don't lose it.
So, Mafia...
like the new acquisition?
Mafia one and all.
What's your name?
Francine.
I made 40 euros.
Should play the stock market instead.
- Gimme some dough.
- What for?
- A little loan.
- No, I'm paid up.
I'm a bit tight, Michel.
Still don't get it?
Michel is over! Okay?
I'm called Umberto!
Say it!
Fucking vulture!
Breakfast!
Fucking jackal!
I don't want any.
- There's no more cornflakes?
- This isn't America.
Cornflakes aren't only in America.
Here, go buy me some smokes
and a pizza with no shit on top.
Hey, it's time you got
your own pizzas.
The nerve...
It'd take a pair
of really big balls
to run this country.
And I've got what it takes
in my pants.
You dropped your pants long ago!
Stop that, you dirty bastard!
Want to play?
Why are you staring at me?
You look like him.
Who?
My little boy.
Before, I liked to look at him...
to listen to him.
But now it's different.
I don't care if I don't see him.
Thank you, my sweet...
Continue, my sweet...
Bull's eye!
You're an ace with darts, Louis.
Your turn, comrade.
Fearless, so your hand won't tremble.
Nice!
Very nice!
Good job!
See? If you stay strong
you can't miss.
Me, I always hit my target.
Hungry?
Yes...
From around here?
Husband and wife?
Yes.
Come on, I'll fix you something.
My name is Joe,
but everyone calls me "Filet mignon".
Better than "Minced beef".
I came here...
30 years ago, by boat.
I did it all.
All kinds of things:
I was a carpenter,
upholsterer, legionnaire, waiter,
taxi-driver, even a baker...
I liked bakery,
and the baker's wife...
Here... Feel at home.
Thank you...
Filet mignon.
Before, were you happy, my sweet?
Yes.
Me too.
Here.
To help Maria.
I'm leaving, Pepe.
Escaping...
You look terrible.
Don't say that,
or I'll think you're part
of the conspiracy to wreck my life.
Conspiracy?
The conspiracy...
Oh, yeah!
The conspiracy of whores and faggots!
Wherever you go,
they'll be there.
Love me, sonny boy?
Of course.
Thanks, sonny boy.
What did he say?
"I'm leaving."
No way, it's impossible.
That girl is sick.
Entrusted to me by the State.
Know how much they give me
per month to keep her? 750 euros!
I'm entirely responsible for her.
You're not very talkative.
It's too late for me to start over.
But you could.
Look at yourself.
We'll leave this place.
And send for my little boy?
Yes.
Walk! That way.
- What for?
- Move!
Maria has nothing,
the baby has no father.
And you're buggering off?
- I gave money to Pepe!
- Not enough!
It's your fault, I told you
to leave my brother alone.
- Take off your jacket.
- Go to hell.
I said take off your jacket!
You're going nowhere,
you'll pay till you die!
You're already dead!
Stop, that's enough!
Seems like you're in the money...
Good...
I want the double in three days.
And maybe after
you can return to the camp.
Lucho was right.
I was already dead.
And my grave was Ali's hotel.
That refuge for those
whom life had damned.
Mostly crazies.
But also the old.
The broken.
The lost.
The hollow-eyed people
to whom I now belonged.
- It's him?
- Yes.
Get up...
That girl is just out of hospital.
She's in my charge!
So, what's that?
You speak French?
So, what's the story?
You ran away with a girl?
Yes, Francine.
Know this guy?
He says it's a kidnapping.
He's lying.
We love each other.
You're in love with each other?
Yes.
Not yet true love, but...
something...
The start of something.
This girl is just out of hospital,
she's on medication.
And you...
do you drink, take drugs?
Sometimes, to sleep.
You get insomnia?
Hallucinations?
Before, yes...
Not any more?
Since when?
Since Francine.
Already out?
Cool it, Mafia!
Don't get mad about the girl.
They came to get her.
She'd trashed her room.
What did you do to her?
Tell me, where's Francine!
Mafia, it wasn't me.
I swear...
An ambulance came for her.
You owe me money!
- Where is it?
- I don't have it.
- We said three days!
- Tomorrow!
What? Look at you!
You're a two-bit loser!
If I let you go
I know I'll never see you again.
You son of a bitch!
I'll hunt you down
and dig up your bones!
Where are you going?
You owe a life.
You owe me a life.
Where are you off to?
What do you want?
What's the matter?
Did you hear a noise?
IF YOU SAW HIS HEAR
350 euros!
A fine
for driving on the path
and another for a "broken" light!
My niece dances better.
- What niece?
- Toni's.
- Toni?
- My first cousin.
That young guy,
I knew his mother.
We sold Avon products together.
How are you?
They let you out?
I'm Sandi.
Don't remember me?
Sure.
Those kids are real pests.
I sent them packing!
Off you go pet, go find mommy.
How is my son!
You're a third son to me, Daniel.
I swear, I love you to bits.
Me too.
Thanks.
What beautiful eyes!
If you saw his heart!
But it's not up for grabs.
So beat it!
Thanks all the same.
- What's up?
- I dunno...
- You stink!
- Party pong!
You're stinking us out!
Nekki, get him out of here.
- He stinks...
- Come dance.
Hey, got any spray...
I'm not washing.
Today, I dance!
Daniel!
Come!
Daniel, get up here!
No, what for?
If I could only rewind.
If I could only erase everything.
Starting with myself.
Starting with the memory of Costel.
Come on, Costel...
Time to go.
Hello...
Water agency...
I've come to check your pipes.
Hello, water agency...
I've come to check your pipes.
At this hour?
Checking for lead.
This way.
- In here.
- Thank you.
Children never dwell on the past.
In their world
desires shape the future
with reality and dream
in perfect harmony...
Check he stole nothing.
What's the world coming to!
Yeah...
No, he didn't take anything.
It's all there.
Are you hungry?
We should've stayed for dinner.
You should shut it,
your accent sucks.
I didn't say a word.
You said: "Yeah".
Enough to see you're no cop,
just a fucking gipsy!
Here.
Michel...
The key.
You owe two weeks rent.
Tomorrow.
My job is to run this hotel properly
for Mr Ali.
Understand?
Want a beer?
If you fix the toilet
I'll knock off a week!
If you don't pay by next week
you're out!
Ali got me a building job...
I couldn't pay the hotel.
Go see him, he'll get you sorted.
Your wedding?
Even married, in a couple
you're on your own.
How do I look?
I think I'll try painting,
as I live here.
Meantime, as paints are costly,
I bought this.
The guy told me it belonged
to a Japanese painter.
Don't know if it's true...
Motherfucker!
That's a job for Romanis.
Hey, what're you doing?
- It's washing liquid.
- It's dirty!
Stop, that's filthy!
Here.
For your wedding.
For me?
No thanks.
"Is there hope for the dead?"
"You don't need a password
to get to God."
That's too easy.
I know the password.
Will I tell you?
Sure.
How much?
Costelito!
Almost.
I'm sick of drawing hearts
on windshields.
Can't I work with you?
To do what?
To pay for the password!
I'm serious, can you talk to Pepe?
You're sure?
I'm getting married, I need money.
Okay, I'll talk to Pepe.
- Did you check for the ad?
- Yeah.
Here he comes.
We wait a while...
till he's gone...
and we move.
Lady, are you alone?
Yes?
Yes...
Good morning...
We're moving back to Paris,
so everything's for sale.
The TV, the fridge...
the oven, the mirror...
Even some of my wife's clothes.
- Well?
- Not bad.
I got married yesterday.
Can you believe it?
And you?
Are you married?
We saw your ad.
Not a word to Lucho.
It's bloody freezing!
- Left your car here, Daniel?
- Yeah. The Ferrari!
So it wouldn't get stolen.
Wasn't very wise.
Does that work?
I'm crippled!
Smells good!
I can't feel my legs!
Faster, faster!
- You're lying!
- No, it's true...
Tip me up.
Here we go...
It's nearly ready.
Smells good, eh?
Yeah.
- Mama?
- Yes.
Where will Maria and I live?
Here.
Where else?
You won't find better.
Why not our own house?
If I work with Daniel,
I can afford it.
You think with me
you'll strike it rich?
Son, take my word...
Get yourself a house.
You're right.
Oh yeah?
And pay for it with what?
Rent and don't pay.
Evening...
Hello Lucho.
Sit yourself down.
What are you doing, Costel?
- Your son's a moron.
- It's too hot.
They're meant to be hot.
Hanging out with a moron
has made him a moron.
Piss off, Lucho.
At least we have fun.
Hear that, Mama?
They have fun.
Made some money today?
How much?
Fifty cents?
What's with you, Lucho?
- Your scams reek of blood.
- What did you say?
Your scams reek of blood.
Wanna say that again?
Smart ass!
My scams reek of blood?
Shut it, asshole!
Shut the fuck up!
What are you doing?
You know you won't use it.
Lucho, you're crazy!
Careful, Costel.
I could climb this in my sleep.
You've got the wrong shoes.
Do you hear me?
What?
I think I can see the password.
Good evening...
Water agency...
I've come to check your pipes.
Nekki!
I saw you!
Where are you off to?
Where are you going?
I'll get you!
Give me those firecrackers!
Go! Get out of my sight!
Beat it.
Stop this Dad, you're drunk.
Come...
I'll puncture all their tires!
Stop, Dad. Come...
You hussy!
Out of my sight!
Go, before I kill you!
Do you hear?
You slut!
And don't come back!
I'm pregnant.
It's only normal.
It happens...
You and Costel had some fun...
It happens.
Does Costel know?
I haven't told him yet.
You should.
He'll be over the moon!
Give it to Maria.
We do as usual.
Start the car.
Leave me alone!
You're hurting me!
Want a beer?
That hurts!
Have a beer...
Who's there?
It's me!
Been peeping for long?
Revenge, revenge,
revenge...
So, mister likes to piss?
Quit pissing, your filthy dog!
- Stop it!
- Mercy, Michel...
Mercy...
As of now, Michel is no more.
My name is Umberto.
Got a cigarette?
Earlier on...
Michel read me a story
about Umberto...
a kind of mafia boss...
Where are you living?
- In a hotel.
- A hotel?
Five star.
Wow!
Will you come back?
I think so.
You have to pay a lot?
Yes, I do.
You look happy, Mr Ali!
Only normal, I won fourth place!
I caught a 30-kilo grouper.
Can you imagine? 30 kg!
Well done!
"Well done?"
It's bloody marvelous!
Next time, third place!
Yeah, you're right...
When it slid...
If I ever catch that one
it'll be on my wall!
I swear to God!
Sure, buddy, of course...
Rest up, be seeing you...
Leave us, Umberto.
He's an imbecile.
But loyal as a dog.
And I like the fact that he's French.
I want to work.
I need money.
Here, no pay, no stay.
That's the rule.
I've got bills to pay.
The door is wide open.
He's a loser,
works on the fish market.
He owes me two grand,
get it back, I'll give you 25%.
400 euros.
Sit down.
For Mr Ali,
a good customer
is a customer who pays,
with no fuss.
No restaurant workers,
he says they're lazy robbers.
If I was the boss
I'd take everyone.
Except Arabs.
And Mr Ali?
Once you have money,
you're no longer Arab.
When I got out of prison 6 years ago
I took the metro and went home.
I found my wife in the bedroom
with a fucking Arab.
Beard, the lot.
Know what she said:
"He takes me on trips, treats me right."
She should've told me.
I'd have taken her to Roubaix...
to meet my folks.
But Roubaix wasn't exotic enough
for Madame.
Exotic...
I wonder if she could be raped
without risk...
What do you think?
You think I'm crazy, eh?
Yeah.
That solves nothing.
Nothing at all.
Not a thing.
Nothing!
How old are you?
Me?
Seventy.
What did you do before?
Before what?
Back in Hungary
I was a hairdresser.
You lived well?
Like a Romani.
But...
I had my house, my wife...
I even had a car.
But the fall of Communism took it all.
Believe in God?
Of course.
In Our Lord.
So you'll go to heaven?
I hope so.
And you'll piss up there too?
I don't think I'll be able...
not to.
You'll piss on us.
Good.
Mr Ali will be happy.
Like raspberry syrup.
Like to be my assistant?
You'd even have the key of the fridge!
No.
Like I said, you're different.
Friends...
Friends.
I am how I am.
I've done with life.
And for the first time
I belong somewhere.
So I do what Mr Ali asks me to,
not to fuck up again.
What I do here is between you and me.
Understand?
Mafia?
Mafia.
Not drinking your beer, Mafia?
Oh God...
forgive me,
do not forsake me.
This is your room.
You'll be fine here.
And don't lose it.
So, Mafia...
like the new acquisition?
Mafia one and all.
What's your name?
Francine.
I made 40 euros.
Should play the stock market instead.
- Gimme some dough.
- What for?
- A little loan.
- No, I'm paid up.
I'm a bit tight, Michel.
Still don't get it?
Michel is over! Okay?
I'm called Umberto!
Say it!
Fucking vulture!
Breakfast!
Fucking jackal!
I don't want any.
- There's no more cornflakes?
- This isn't America.
Cornflakes aren't only in America.
Here, go buy me some smokes
and a pizza with no shit on top.
Hey, it's time you got
your own pizzas.
The nerve...
It'd take a pair
of really big balls
to run this country.
And I've got what it takes
in my pants.
You dropped your pants long ago!
Stop that, you dirty bastard!
Want to play?
Why are you staring at me?
You look like him.
Who?
My little boy.
Before, I liked to look at him...
to listen to him.
But now it's different.
I don't care if I don't see him.
Thank you, my sweet...
Continue, my sweet...
Bull's eye!
You're an ace with darts, Louis.
Your turn, comrade.
Fearless, so your hand won't tremble.
Nice!
Very nice!
Good job!
See? If you stay strong
you can't miss.
Me, I always hit my target.
Hungry?
Yes...
From around here?
Husband and wife?
Yes.
Come on, I'll fix you something.
My name is Joe,
but everyone calls me "Filet mignon".
Better than "Minced beef".
I came here...
30 years ago, by boat.
I did it all.
All kinds of things:
I was a carpenter,
upholsterer, legionnaire, waiter,
taxi-driver, even a baker...
I liked bakery,
and the baker's wife...
Here... Feel at home.
Thank you...
Filet mignon.
Before, were you happy, my sweet?
Yes.
Me too.
Here.
To help Maria.
I'm leaving, Pepe.
Escaping...
You look terrible.
Don't say that,
or I'll think you're part
of the conspiracy to wreck my life.
Conspiracy?
The conspiracy...
Oh, yeah!
The conspiracy of whores and faggots!
Wherever you go,
they'll be there.
Love me, sonny boy?
Of course.
Thanks, sonny boy.
What did he say?
"I'm leaving."
No way, it's impossible.
That girl is sick.
Entrusted to me by the State.
Know how much they give me
per month to keep her? 750 euros!
I'm entirely responsible for her.
You're not very talkative.
It's too late for me to start over.
But you could.
Look at yourself.
We'll leave this place.
And send for my little boy?
Yes.
Walk! That way.
- What for?
- Move!
Maria has nothing,
the baby has no father.
And you're buggering off?
- I gave money to Pepe!
- Not enough!
It's your fault, I told you
to leave my brother alone.
- Take off your jacket.
- Go to hell.
I said take off your jacket!
You're going nowhere,
you'll pay till you die!
You're already dead!
Stop, that's enough!
Seems like you're in the money...
Good...
I want the double in three days.
And maybe after
you can return to the camp.
Lucho was right.
I was already dead.
And my grave was Ali's hotel.
That refuge for those
whom life had damned.
Mostly crazies.
But also the old.
The broken.
The lost.
The hollow-eyed people
to whom I now belonged.
- It's him?
- Yes.
Get up...
That girl is just out of hospital.
She's in my charge!
So, what's that?
You speak French?
So, what's the story?
You ran away with a girl?
Yes, Francine.
Know this guy?
He says it's a kidnapping.
He's lying.
We love each other.
You're in love with each other?
Yes.
Not yet true love, but...
something...
The start of something.
This girl is just out of hospital,
she's on medication.
And you...
do you drink, take drugs?
Sometimes, to sleep.
You get insomnia?
Hallucinations?
Before, yes...
Not any more?
Since when?
Since Francine.
Already out?
Cool it, Mafia!
Don't get mad about the girl.
They came to get her.
She'd trashed her room.
What did you do to her?
Tell me, where's Francine!
Mafia, it wasn't me.
I swear...
An ambulance came for her.
You owe me money!
- Where is it?
- I don't have it.
- We said three days!
- Tomorrow!
What? Look at you!
You're a two-bit loser!
If I let you go
I know I'll never see you again.
You son of a bitch!
I'll hunt you down
and dig up your bones!
Where are you going?
You owe a life.
You owe me a life.
Where are you off to?
What do you want?
What's the matter?
Did you hear a noise?
IF YOU SAW HIS HEAR