Bye.
So.
I killed Horacio on September 10th 1996,
in the garden, behind the house.
For a murder,
it was crappy.
Even the judge said so.
Well...
he didn't say "crappy"...
He said:
Pathetic.
Last prosecution witness, we'll all be happy to be done with it.
Mr. Chavigny, you were there when it happened.
So, fit of madness or not? What do you have to say?
So, I was in my garden...
For the trial, Mum was late because of traffic.
Sorry. Everyone was.
On the road.
No worries, it has just began.
In my defense, my lawyer said a lot of stuff...
So we are talking about a confused child, whose references...
I didn't think much of it...
From what I remembered,
I didn't kill Horacio because of my childhood or what was happening at home
It's because it was a beautiful day,
and warm,
and I wanted to be left alone.
But he was mad at me.
And he was yelling, yelling,
How he was yelling...
I hate it when people yell like that.
So I hit him.
I hit him... I hit him...
And then...
Well then he wasn't yelling anymore.
You know, it went rather well, really
8 years, with reduced sentencing, you'll be out at 32, 33...
8 years, really, really it's good.
Hello.
The first thing I noticed in prison,
is that is was sticky.
The ground was covered in some sort of sticky substance.
The other thing that surprised me
was that there were only strong guys.
Hello.
If I was there,
It was precisely because I wasn't particularly strong.
How long are you in for?
8 years.
8 years really...
...really, it's good.
Mum never resented me for Horacio.
She was always saying:
You're the son I see the most.
You know what people are calling me now?
They call me "the murderer's mother"!
Sometimes, I had the feeling it was making her happy.
I brought you something,
I hope you will like it,
because in fact I always wanted you to...
She had always wanted me to have a talent, so she bought me a guitar.
Corinne's son knows how to play, really well,
She told me it took him 5 years...
I hated to play, but it's because I play badly.
I do love songs, especially gypsy like songs!
Mum was loud, always,
even to say random stuff.
- Or Calogero. -When I played...
She would stop talking.
So I played every time.
I learned nothing in prison.
But I forgot things.
First, last names...
then first names...
then... places, streets...
people's faces.
Once, I forgot for a month the name of my brother's kid.
Most importantly...
I eventually totally forgot why I killed Horacio.
I played so much in this visiting room, people began to talk.
One of the guards told a friend of his, a journalist,
who thought it was a great story.
Hello, I'm the mother.
- So she came from Paris to hear me sing - it's quite the journey from Paris!
Hello.
You came by train?
I manage to slip in before the doors close.
She asks "what floor", and her voice makes me leave solid ground
So...
The numbers dance...
Everything gets mixed up...
I am face to face with an angel!
Zero gravity...
May seconds......
She didn't like it.
She left and... I hated her.
I hated her for giving me importance and taking it right back.
When I thought this sentence, I found it beautiful.
She gave me importance and took it right back.
I like what you just said, I'll write that down.
The therapist was transferred and I and never saw him again.
I was released on April 14th 2003, I got a 3-year-reduced sentence
When I got out...
it was awesome...
but...
really magnificent.
Really...
Mum came to fetch me.
I bought some groceries,
I set the table in the kitchen, for the neighbors, they don't like us very much you know.
They even wanted me to move out, I wasn't going to, it's not my fault,
I'm not going to pay to move out!
I didn't say but I was thinking, be careful or I'll send my son!
Mum, she talks loud.
So?
It's must be weird for you, it's been a while.
See, it didn't change, I thought when you left you wouldn't recognize it,
but things don't change that fast!
We were supposed to change the tiles, but no.
She talks loud and she talks a lot.
He said you had to go and see him. So I made stuffed tomatoes as he loves them,
but as he's not here he can't eat them. I called him and said my darling,
I made you're favorite meal, and your'e not here to eat it, your loss!
He said he would come another time, he's been saying this for 6 months!
I don't believe him anymore, he said if I really wanted I could move close to him.
But he's crazy, I won't pay for that, too many things to do, I don't have the energy!
Are you listening to me?
Your'e here? And me talking to the walls!
I told you not to show yourself, and the first thing you do is going out anyway?
You have to go back inside,
Otherwise they will blame me!
In fact, she doesn't speak, she yells.
I won't pay to move out, if the neighbors come, I'm not answering!
She yells and never stops.
Come, we're eating inside.
Are you listening I don't want to fight with the neighbors and I don't want to move!
As I was telling you, at that point,
it had been a long time since I had forgotten why I killed Horacio.