Original subtitles

This film was remastered and restored by the Eclair Group and LE. Diapson

for Les Films 13, with the aid of the CNC

Les Miserables received in 1996

The Golden Globe for Best Foreign Film

The César Award for Best Supporting Actress, Annie Girardot

Italy's Gold Efebo (Best Adapted Screenplay)

Italy's Silver Efebo (Best Actress for Alessandra Martinés)

The Roger E. Joseph Prize (New York) London Film Critics Circle — Best Foreign Film

Forgive me, Lord...

I didn't want to be a bastard.

Little chimney-sweep!

Little chimney-sweep!

Come back!

Please forgive me!

Ladies and gentlemen, our century is about to end.

Let us bid it farewell in its last seconds:

13... 12...

11... 10...

3...

2... 1...

Zero!

Ladies and gentlemen,

I wish you a Happy New Year,

and above all... Happy Century!

Have a Happy Century!

Happy Century!

Still in widowhood?

Until I find the next one.

You still wish to marry me?

Marriage for men is a gamble,

women stake their life!

People marry less and less.

How miserable this century'll be!

First I saw the day,

Then I saw the days go by,

Rainy days,

Ordinary days.

I turned 10,

and I turned 20,

Who remembers?

T'was a while ago.

I grew up, I don't know how,

Came Winter, came spring,

Came the War and the Germans.

I saw people dance... so many people,

I saw old friends,

Soldiers and militants.

I saw the bills change,

T'was yesterday,

T'was a long time ago.

I saw buildings rise,

And plots and love stories too.

I never talked about my life,

I knew it was forever.

Gone are the street carols,

Dédee d'Anvers, Ménilmontant.

I saw it all on the screen,

I even saw children killing children.

And I found the world incredible,

And then just plain...

Miserable.

Count?

Henri?

The police are after you.

- You said I was here? - No.

But I took your bags,

and your wallet. In case...

Excuse me, but I must leave.

Who leaves it, loses it!

There just aren't very many Counts like you!

I look real?

You sure are real.

It'd be a pity, giving up!

Counts like you, they're dream Counts.

A legendary Count.

That's it!

The Count is not a Count!

Everybody believed I was. Even me!

There might be a lineage?

Who knows? Families are intricate enough.

A real Count isn't... isn't as swift as you.

You're always sparkling,

that helps in life.

I've seen real ones who look fake.

You met your wife in my house?

Correct, sir.

So you can ask whatever you Wish!

How old's your daughter?

It's a boy, sir.

5 years old. Like the cinematograph.

May he be as successful.

Thanks, Henri. Thanks for the wallet.

If something happens to me, it's yours.

Stop saying that, sir!

We're lucky, we only had one flat.

They made such progress with tires...

Sir!

Sir!

Stop!

Hands up!

I said hands up!

Throw the gun down!

It's not me!

I saw it all.

It's suicide.

And the gun?

I didn't do it, I swear I didn't.

Henri Fortin, the day of the ball, you said,

one of the servants is categorical:

"The bastard'll never humiliate me again.”

The person you quote, Your Honor, is jealous

of the Count's friendship.

And Bouvier, since it is him,

never accepted that the Count chose me as driver.

Next time, sir!

I think it should be fine now.

I broke the point in real well.

It should waltz along just fine, sir.

It's obvious you won't be dancing.

Your impression?

One more go...

He planned to kill himself. He said:

"If I die, keep

the wallet!"

You're judging me on appearances...

What about the truth? The truth!

Don't say a thing!

Just look nice. And don't do anything foolish.

Say: "Yes, m'am, yes, sir!"

Okay honey?

You'll see.

It'll be fine.

Look, it's nice.

Hello. They said there's work here.

Can't you read?

No.

It says: "Handyman wanted."

I'm good at everything.

What's that?

My son.

No, no. I want a man.

We're from Paris. We need work.

He's old enough to work. We only ask for room and board.

Why'd you leave Paris? No work there?

Please! My husband's in prison.

For killing 3 Count, but it was suicide.

I beg you, Mrs.

You learnt your math?

- Yes! - Yes!

Go under the ladder! Bring us bad luck!

You've problems with the police, we don't like that.

No more credit!

Please, we're so miserable!

Only tonight, for New Year's Eve.

Mr. Budding was flirting with Mrs. Button,

and Mr. Button was flirting with Mrs. Budding,

so Mrs. Button was doing with Mr. Budding

what Mrs. Budding was doing with Mr. Button!

Make 'em pay up!

Yes, sir.

You're a cute one!

Here, honey.

Drink up and off to bed.

And Mrs. Budding had a little Button!

Now, before the New Year,

let the Buddings and the Buttons dance!

And I hope 1901 won't be as miserable!

- Happy New Year! - You too!

Happy New Year!

Happy New year, honey. I love you.

Hey, cutie-pie!

I'm proud of you.

Henri, I'm near Arromanches,

life is cheaper than Paris.

I've found room and board

for us, at the hotel of

"Guillaume the Conqueror", after the owner's name!

It's on the beach, and people come here to have fun.

I'll write often, 'cause the priest,

who is writing this very letter,

will do so in exchange for

some housework in the evening.

I'm ashamed to tell him I love you

and that you didn't kill the Count,

but he believes me.

I must say our son is very brave,

and helps at the hotel.

I no longer call him Leopold, but Henri.

Arthur, finish the letter.

I'm in a hurry.

Yes, sir.

I no longer call him Leopold, but Henri.

And then?

That's all, sir.

Period, then!

Thank you, sir.

No name?

Your wife Catherine.

I must say our son is very brave,

and helps at the hotel.

I no longer call him Leopold, but Henri.

What's that mean?

He's got the same name as you.

Good idea.

I work on Sundays for an old lady.

I am earning some money.

I'm saving to get a lawyer to reopen your case.

The man writing for me is very nice,

and writes just like I speak.

What did you do as an accountant?

I worked with Mr. Eiffel.

Nearly till the...

Eiffel Tower was built.

With Mr. Eiffel?

Yes, Eiffel. Gustave Eiffel.

What happened?

The blueprints were for... 4 stories.

I got mixed up

in the accounts.

So you pocketed the 4th floor?

We only built 3!

I don't care. At the 3rd floor I already wanna puke!

What do we write your wife?

After today's letter?

Say I love her.

You already did.

We'll say it today and tomorrow too.

Well, that's nice. And she says it too...

But, we'll say... "I love you", and what else?

"I love you", "I love you a lot",

"Madly", "With passion".

Only that?

Only that? It's important!

He'll read 3 pages of "I love you a lot" and think you're a fool.

So? I ain't writing him, but my Wife.

He reads it.

Tough luck!

He's essential, like me.

I'm not asking you to think.

Just write my "I love you"s.

It's monotonous.

It's what?

Listen up.

I might be a thinker, but the art of writing,

is the possibility of re-reading.

Your wife'll want to re—read the letter.

She'll hide in her clothes, or under her pillow. If it's only:

"I love you!"

She won't re-read it. It'll be

boring and monotonous. Nice! But boring.

She can't read!

So why write!

I ask you to write "I love you", and you fuss.

I'm not fussy.

Then who is? Me?

Well, yes.

Let her put the letter where she wants!

"I love you" won't show the scenery,

the description, and all.

"I love you" shows it all!

Why do people write books then?

You don't write books, you rip off staircases!

I don't rip off!

I show love in my own way.

Go tell Eiffel.

Mr. Eiffel. I still respect him.

But steal his staircase.

- Is that nice? - What?

Better say “I love you" than steal a staircase!

He'd have forgiven me had I told him.

Go say "I love you" to Mr. Eiffel!

But...

I do love Gustave.

Are you one?

Are you one?

I love you, I love you, I love you...

It goes on like that for 3 pages.

Read it all.

Yes.

I love you, I love you, I love you...

Near the dog!

Over near the dog!

Go on, dig!

Dig!

Go on!

Wait!

Wait, there's another one!

Buzz off, asshole!

Go on, buzz off!

Congratulations, Fortin! Get him!

To the cage!

That is why, Mrs., it is I, Eiffel Tower,

who am writing you.

I know your husband's courage and determination

will pull him through, and that

he'll soon be out.

I'm sending a song based on our life,

that Henri and I offer you.

I'm sending a song based on our life,

that Henri and I offer you.

80, without that dog, he'd have escaped!

Maybe.

Do you want me to sing the song?

Yes.

If you ain't lucky enough

To have a dad in jail,

And a mom who got snuffed

By suicide and gas-inhale!

If you never stole

The passersby,

We ain't forgiving you at all,

And you ain't one of ours! So, bye—bye!

We steal jewels and orchids,

Weirdos and kids!

I'm sorry you happy lads,

This is the miserable man's ballad!

If you ain't lucky enough

To be illiterate,

And not know a handcuff

From a breastplate...

If you never broke the law

Or raped a poor maiden,

You'll never be sentenced, hee-haw!

Cause not just anybody can be forsaken!

See the prisons and stockades,

And the guillotine's sharp blade!

I'm sorry you happy lads,

This is the miserable man's ballad!

Next time it's the guillotine!

What're you doing?

I want to love you too!

You can't say that!

You'll be better off with me!

I'll protect you.

I must find someone else to read my letters.

Are you visiting your husband?

When I get the papers.

I'm sorry.

Does the writer teach you to write?

Don't be silly!

You're not answering.

I am answering. But...

Why the questions? It's not important.

You'll have to learn to live without me.

It was a miscarriage of justice.

They'll find out one day. Don't say that.

He needs another father.

That's a horrid thing to ask. I can't.

You can.

Because you're strong.

No, I'm not.

Not now...

You are.

You're beautiful!

I don't care.

I'll cherish this image.

I don't want to forget you!

Let fate decide. Who knows...

When are you leaving?

On the next boat.

Shouldn't I come to Cayenne?

Isn't one jailbird enough?

What do I tell the kid?

Not to trust anyone.

Jean Valjean escapes

Where's the kid? I don't see him.

Isn't he working outside?

Get him to work!

Yes, sir.

Strange! Every time there's a movie, he vanishes.

Find the kid?

Yes, sir, in the bathroom. He's a bit sick.

No sick people here.

I ain't paying no doctor!

Yes, sir.

That's the underwater river. That's the well.

There's about 50 yards underwater.

It'll take 2 minutes, without breathing.

Then up the well.

How'd we climb 300 feet?

We'll get to that later!

The most difficult is being 2 minutes without breathing.

Count!

1, 2, 3...

76,

77,

78, 79,

80, 81,

82, 83,

84, 85...

I can't!

Come on! 90 seconds ain't the world.

I managed. Let's go.

1, 2, 3...

4, 5, 6...

1,2,3,

4, 5, 6, 7,

8, 9,

10!

Okay, okay! Nobody to beat my champ'?

Nobody left?

100 coins to who beats my champ'!

100 coins! And he's tired.

He's getting tired. 100 coins, cash!

Me, sir.

Come on.

He's the one who decides. A courageous boy!

Wait, wait...

20 coins,

if you but touch him. Anywhere!

Go on, go on...

Henri, Henri...

Yeah, go on!

Eiffel Tower coming back!

100.000 to put a rope in the well.

Say what?

100.000 to put a rope in the well!

Where's the money?

In Paris.

You pay up front.

How do you reach the well?

Just forget us after work.

How many are you?

Two.

So it's 200.000.

So?

He wants 200.000.

You got it?

Unless my wife spent it!

You said you'd give me more!

You're a greedy one!

No, sir, but lawyers cost a lot.

Then listen...

I know people who'll buy your hair.

Really?

Yes. And if you want more,

I can introduce you to people.

People?

Yes. And we'll share.

Listen, the man I talked about's here.

He's a notary. That's nearly a lawyer.

Yes, sir.

Come on!

4 drinks at a go! Good boy!

Keep an eye on her. Any problem, just call me.

Come on, help me.

Go on!

There's no rope!

There's no rope...

You okay?

I can't, Henri, I can't.

I can't anymore.

I'm slipping.

Come on!

Catch me!

I got you!

I'm slipping!

I can't... anymore.

Don't let go!

I can't...

Henri, I can't.

I can't, I'm slipping...

Hold on!

- I can't! - Come on!

You can do it!

Hold me!

I got you!

Hold me!

Use both hands, Eiffel Tower!

Hold on, dammit!

Pull, Henri, I can't!

- Hold on! - I can't!

Grab my hand, for Christ sake!

Eiffel Tower!

To the cage!

Come on.

Go and get your mother.

Someone's waiting for her.

Mom!

Mom, someone's here to see you.

Mrs.,

we regret to tell you that

during an attempted escape,

your husband died

today, at Fort Joux.

What's your mother up to now?

Come on, gentleman, let's go!

Fortin! Fortin! Fortin!

Go on!

All those at Verdun that day remember clearly:

it was snowing

when Kid Marcel and his challenger,

private Henri Fortin, entered the ring.

The fight had been staged

in favor of the wounded and widows,

and was to let Henri Fortin, age 23,

have his first 3 minutes of joy.

This moment changed his life,

giving him courage enough

to quit his childhood manager,

Who'd used his strength and gullibility,

even making sure he never went to school.

Stop!

Stop!

Ladies and gentlemen!

I have just been told

that the war is over!

By the way,

the fight ended because of the peace,

and it was 3 months before

Henri Fortin became

middle-weight champ'.

He kept the title for 13 years, until 1931.

But that's another story.

May I bother you?

Please.

The manager said he'd never seen a critic clap.

I wanted to thank you.

It's not my real job. I'm in law school.

It'll come out tomorrow morning?

I can read an excerpt.

Yes, please.

Tonight, at the Opera, Cosette for the umpteenth time,

but, alas, Cosette without Cosette.

We cannot understand why they made a star

out of Elise Renoir,

Whose clumsiness and blunt point work

only makes us regret the great Anna Pavlova.

Why did you Clap then?

Here, maybe I can't read anymore!

This will really be printed?

And the rest,

that you didn't let me finish.

I'm sure that if Victor Hugo had known you, he'd have been

a choreographer,

or something like that.

That's funny.

Here, this is yours.

I'd keep it...

Keep it! Keep the pen too!

You keep the flowers!

Thanks.

I don't dare ask who they're from?

Isn't it a bit early to be jealous?

No.

The same night, Henri Fortin gave up boxing,

after a dreadful fight

that nearly left him blind.

We were in 1931, a few years before what would be

the most miserable of times, and Henri Fortin's

difficult reconversion.

Henri Fortin - Boxing Champion REMOVALS

Anybody can beat a Black guy in the snow!

Blacks sure handled your face!

Careful! Great pianists played this piano.

Yes, sir.

What's the solution, Your Eminence?

There's only one solution, General! Free the hostages!

The terrorists!

Hostages!

Hostages you picked at random.

Terrorists, who cowardly killed 3 of our men in the subway.

Don't touch it!

Bunch of jerks! Hold on.

Push over.

Pull, dammit!

You all right, my son?

Yes, father.

Let me explain

as it's put in old dictionaries:

It is the Wicked plan

of a tyrant or a traitor,

against people who are normal,

indifferent and very kind.

And then, uh,

usually, I mean... Calm down! You seem flustered!

Aimed at a maiden.

So, the maiden's lover wishes to destroy

the traitor's plans, that are... uh, here!

That's his story?

Yes, as I said, that's Jean Valjean's story.

A shorter version than Hugo's.

I made it clear and short, because Victor Hugo,

well, there's gaps, and he bungles up. Whereas as me...

People have been calling me Jean Valjean!

That's 'cause you're strong!

He's strong?

Yes, he was strong! Imagine that...

Back then, more than a week ago,

this cart got bogged down.

He lifted it up to pull a guy out. It's all in here.

He lifted the cart and saved the trapped guy.

It was beautiful!

That's it! I lifted a piano recently.

A guy was trapped.

Yes, yes! I mean, in those days, carts were fashionable.

Now it's pianos!

You know who could read me the book?

I'm sorry, Mrs. Ziman.

As of tonight, no Jewish dancers are allowed.

You know I'm Catholic.

Yes, but you converted to Judaism

to wed your husband.

Yes, so I'm doubly Jewish, and proud of it!

My replacement?

Radio Paris, to be objective,

has asked a Jewish specialist:

André Chaumet, head of the

Anti-Jew journalists,

to give his point of view.

What then, dad?

Coming.

One day, Don Quixote saw 30 or 40 windmills.

30 or 40 windmills. Period.

Looking at his squire, he said:

Colon, open quotes...

What's up?

The show's canceled.

Just for you?

What do you think?

What about the house in Normandy?

Hi, honey, you okay?

You working?

I also have a contact for Switzerland.

A man in the Jura.

You only talk about fleeing.

I'm no hero, Elise.

I'm too soft for the Resistance! I only want to save you!

What did you do to be hated so much?

Our caretaker, and she's a reference, always says:

"Jews are either all good or all bad."

And when we're good, we do like Jesus:

we change religion!

Then expect to be crucified.

I already am, I married you!

Same for me!

It's for you.

It's not my birthday.

Open it.

Pétain said today

would be Mother's Day, every year.

Every year?

To forget the husbands are gone.

I'll always keep it by my side.

If the caretaker asks, you don't know where we're going.

Last trip!

You drive the truck, sir?

Yes.

We wanted to take the train. But with the checkpoints...

Shall I give her the keys?

Yes.

The truck ain't comfortable.

We don't mind, we're after safety!

Okay for the truck then!

Thank you!

With no address, I can't forward the mail.

I'll write you when I get it.

You know you can trust some people?

I know it, Mrs. Martin, thanks.

You're really leaving?

Yes.

I'm driving them, you go by train.

What?

You take the train. Here's the tickets.

1st Class.

1st Class! Thanks!

Thanks, so much.

Good luck, good luck.

What's your job?

I was a lawyer, and my wife, ballerina.

You were?

Yes. 80, if we see a checkpoint, could you

let us off, and we'll cut through the field?

No problem.

Could you do me a favor?

Of course.

Could you read me this.

It's big!

We're not in Normandy yet.

Tell me about Jean Valjean. People say I'm like him.

This book has everybody's likeness.

It has people you've always known.

I can tell you about Cosette.

I danced her 49 times.

How can I put it?

The story starts by a mistake.

Jean Val jean is sent to jail for stealing bread.

Today it sounds incredible,

but it used to be a crime. Those were miserable days!

Nearly as miserable as today.

He was in Cayenne...

Wasn't he jailed in Toulon?

You're right, honey. Thanks.

And poor Jean Valjean, he wasn't lucky enough,

or rich enough, to get a good lawyer.

He got 19 years hard labor.

When he gets out after 19 years, when he's set free...

Well, when I say "free"!

Back then, they'd set a prisoner free,

but give him a convict's pass

he had to Show wherever he went.

A bit like the star you see on our people.

One night, on the road to Digne, Jean Valjean,

after having been turned down for room and board,

knocked on a Bishop's door.

His fate was about to change him

into a new man.

Come in!

I was told to knock here.

Can I get soup and a place to sleep? I'll pay.

Come in, sir.

The name's Jean Valjean, an ex-convict.

Yes, m'am, hard labor!

"Considered dangerous"!

That is between you and God.

Hand me your stuff.

Mrs. Magloire, add a plate.

We are about to eat.

And while you eat, sir,

we shall make your bed.

You let me eat, you call me sir?

Mrs. Magloire, in honor of our guest,

get the silver cutlery, and the candlesticks.

You must be surprised, sir, to see such wealth

when I should be the poorest man around!

But the candlesticks,

and the silverware, come from my grandmother.

They're dear to me.

Lord,

bless us, and bless

the food we eat, in the name

of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost.

Hand me your plate, sir.

Mrs. Magloire,

put white linen on the bed in the alcove.

Your Eminence!

The man's gone!

He stole the silverware.

Why on Earth take such a man in?

Lucky he didn't out our throats too!

At least I'd put the candlesticks in my room.

Look at what the man was carrying!

We checked his pass, and frisked him.

I knew he'd had dinner at your place. We arrested him.

But...

But why...

didn't you tell these gentlemen,

that I'd given them to you?

And, you forgot your candlesticks!

I'd given them to you too.

Why didn't you take them?

Mrs. Magloire,

go get the gentleman's candlesticks.

Go on, Mrs. Magloire!

You gave him this?

Of course!

I'd nothing else to offer.

So, then...

we can let him go?

Yes.

Return his goods.

Take them,

please, sir...

and no longer belong to evil, but to good.

It's your soul I'm buying.

Swell priest!

He's a Bishop, too!

Wow!

Looks like a checkpoint.

You sure?

Sure looks like one.

Go out through the field, we'll meet after the woods.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Bye, sir.

We'll pick up after...

What's the house like?

Ready to move into.

Many people can't read?

A lot. But they can be nice, see!

Could he still go to school?

After the war, I'll teach him. Him and you.

I take a vow: I'll do sports! I'm winded.

Thanks.

I owe you like Jean Valjean owes Bishop Myriel.

What happens next?

Where were we?

He just got the candlesticks.

Then come's the little chimney-sweep.

Come on, climb in.

It was a real checkpoint!

We got 'em!

Who's the chimney-sweep?

I'll tell you.

Yes.

I like this truck!

If you ain't lucky enough To have a dad in jail,

And a mom who got snuffed

By suicide and gas-inhale!

If you never stole

The passersby,

We ain't forgiving you at all,

And you ain't one of ours! So, bye-bye!

We steal jewels and orchids,

Weirdos and kids!

I'm sorry...

I'm sorry you happy lads,

This is the miserable man's ballad!

What you want?

My coin, sir.

What coin?

Under your foot.

- Clear out! - My coin.

Clear out!

My coin, sir!

Clear out!

Little chimney-sweep!

Little chimney-sweep!

Your coin!

Your coin!

Please forgive me!

Look at the furniture.

It doesn't fit the house.

It's too fancy!

I'm sure they're Jews.

Easy to know.

There, it's over.

It's all done, Mr. Ziman.

I made you a sandwich, sir.

Very kind, thanks.

So, after the chimney-sweep?

I told you, it all changed. He did good deeds.

He sold the silverware and candlesticks, and...

Not the candlesticks!

You're right. And...

What's that?

A clothespin.

Read it!

The Germans are arresting Jews in the village.

A friend.

Salome, grab your doll!

Salome, quick!

Quick, we've gotta go!

The furniture!

Drop us off at the station.

What's going on?

Just drop us off at the station!

You can't leave the furniture.

Please, the closest station.

Hello, the police?

There's a removal van,

with "Henri Fortin" written on it.

It's carrying Jews.

I'll pay you 10.000 Francs to drive us to the Jura.

I've a contact there.

I'll pay your men to take the train.

We've got removals all week.

20.000?

I'd move a circus for that price! But I've got commitments.

That way I can read Les Misérables.

It's just getting good, with Gavroche,

Cosette, Javert, Marius, Fantine, the Thenardiers...

- Who? - The Thénardiers!

Who's that?

It's you, me, when we're angry,

we become a Thénardier.

Over here, m'am.

Do you know anyone who could keep my girl?

I've got to go work in town.

That's a cute girl. What's her name?

Cosette, m'am.

What a nice name!

You know someone?

I've my two angels.

They're yours?

Me and my husband's.

They're lovely. Could you take care of her?

How old was Cosette?

When Fantine left her: 3.

When Mr. Madeleine got her: 7 or 8.

Same as when I arrived at the Guillaumes'.

This really is my story.

There're only 2 or 3 stories, always

happening over and over.

But I'm both Cosette and Jean Valjean!

Wait, I'm lost!

Fantine's like my mother.

The Thénardiers are the Guillaumes.

So, I'm Cosette!

So long as you're not Javert!

You're sure there are only 2 or 3 stories?

How many times have the Jews been chased?

And then?

Fantine gets worse and worse.

She sells her hair, teeth, even her body!

She died of sorrow.

Incredible!

How old were you?

7 or 8.

Like Cosette.

The boys wanted to go home.

We'd been gone 2 years,

up in Belgium,

in Waterloo. It wasn't called that yet.

So the Emperor...

What're you doing behind me?

I don't like having people behind me!

I hate it.

We had English in front and behind.

English in front and behind!

They were everywhere! Ain't gentle people!

English're cruel!

Go get some water. Take the bucket!

The bucket suddenly became light.

An enormous hand

had just lifted it right up.

She looked up.

A shape was there in the darkness.

Her instincts told her not to be afraid.

Let me carry this, little girl.

Come on.

You're...?

8, sir.

Who're your folks?

I don't know.

Your name?

- Where you live? - At the Thenardiers.

Anybody home?

What's up?

I need gas!

I open at 6!

Tell him we'll pay well.

We can't wait, we'll pay well!

Whaddya mean, well?

Whaddya mean?

What he wants.

Whaddya want?

1.000 Francs!

Ridiculous!

You asked for it.

Say it's okay.

It's okay!

A Thénardier!

You seem rich, sir.

To do good, one must be no miser.

10 gold coins.

You hear that, ma”?

He's buying our suffering for 20 gold coins.

Lose our daughter for 30 coins,

heaven forbid.

50 gold coins.

And she leaves now.

If you offer 50 gold coins, sir,

then you can manage 100!

Mrs., please get her belongings.

This statement allows me

to take her away.

Who'll vouch for it?

Me.

Who are you?

Mr. Madeleine, Mayor of Montreuil!

Fetch her

right away, or I'll arrest you!

But, sir, we agree! Don't we agree?

Of course we do!

Cosette was leaving. She did not know with whom,

or Where she was headed.

But she understood she was leaving the Thenardiers.

Nobody thought to say goodbye,

and she did not either.

She was leaving...

leaving...

Leaving this house, both hated and hating,

she felt as though she was close to God.

Holy Heart Pension for Girls

And then?

Then?

He takes her to a convent.

What's your name?

Salome Fortin.

What class?

I'm in 5th grade, at Mozart High.

Mozart.

You're old enough for communion?

Yes, m'am.

How about you, sir. Are you religious?

Am I...'?

Religious.

Oh, yes!

I go to church every week.

I take my girl too.

I'm a... believer too.

If I weren't, I wouldn't have come.

She did catechism?

Yes!

Well... she's started.

Right?

You make her shy.

She usually talks more.

Say you did catechism.

I did catechism.

See!

Aren't you afraid for her to start in mid-term?

So long as she starts, it'll be good for her.

Will you see your... daughter, often?

Oh, yes! I mean, when I can.

You brought her up on your own?

Yes.

Like a boy.

So I want you to make a girl out of her.

Right, Salome?

You'd like that?

We'll make her into a girl.

What's the use of crying now?

Why ball me out?

We won't save her...

by fighting!

He's a good man! Our daughter'll live!

You're a pain! Always afraid...

I'm the one Who's afraid!

You're a coward!

Listen to me!

Imagine me in the Resistance!

No way! No way!

I join the Resistance, and it's over! They're all arrested!

In 5 minutes!

You coward!

You're shit-scared!

No! I'm a Jew, and it's obvious.

What can I do?

Go see if the Holy Heart's okay?

They'll know she's Jewish right away!

You're so scared it helps you to think that.

Then what?

What are we to do?

Tell me, since you're so strong and smart!

I'll file for divorce!

Right on! We divorce, and save Salome!

That'd save her. I change my name, go back to the Opera,

and get my girl back! I want my girl!

You've many girls?

Before the war there were 500.

Now there's 21. Thanks to Salome!

Well, she's all yours. Bye, Salome.

No kiss?

Bye, baby.

I'll get going.

- Take care on the road. - I will.

You'll come back often?

Very often.

Salome, tell me the "Our Father". Quick!

You're sure about the pension?

No problem. It's under control.

Let's get back to Les Misérables.

We were with Javert.

How can I put it...

Madeleine...

has redeemed himself.

Say "Mr. Madeleine", or he might think it's a woman.

I ain't punch-groggy!

Wait, you're getting me mixed up.

I'm sorry.

Mr. Madeleine's fine.

Let me explain this.

Javert really likes Jean Val jean.

That's his problem.

He's torn between...

friendship for the guy...

It's like a boxer you fought, but that you respect.

But he's still a cop!

He's a cop.

That I don't like.

How's the Mother Superior?

I say she's a regular Bishop Myriel.

Thy Kingdom come.

Thy Will be done on Earth as if is in heaven.

Which God's real? Yours, or dad's?

Both, I believe.

Why are the prayers different?

'Cause he loves to be prayed to!

It must be here.

Your sawmill.

You want me to drive you?

We'll split here. It's safer.

Well, as they say...

May I kiss you?

My pleasure!

Well, let me kiss you too.

If you pick our furniture up, keep the antique dresser.

Which one is it?

The most beautiful.

You paid me more than enough!

Call it my candlesticks.

Bye, Valjean!

Dress warm, 'cause there's snow up at the top.

The do“, your kid forgot her doll!

Doesn't matter!

Beware! Javerts are worse than Germans!

I'll wait, in case your contact ain't good.

You remember the pass word?

"Our best years are yet to come"

That ain't enough.

"Buffalo Bill's son don't shoot like his dad."

You know the price?

My wife.

I'll introduce you to the others.

You're lucky, they're leaving tonight.

Mrs. Ziman, my wife.

We're looking for a van of Jews?

- Yes, chief. - It's here!

Move the checkpoint down the road.

I'll make him talk.

You off to Pontarlier'?

Give me a ride?

Can you read?

Read? Yes.

Welcome aboard.

Why ask if I can read?

I like people to read to me.

Here.

The page is marked.

You get people who can't read?

It happens.

There.

Where you coming from?

Wherever I want.

You're a retired prize-fighter?

Still healthy!

There!

I'm trying to go to Switzerland.

You get around. You wouldn't have a contact?

You see, I'm... Jewish.

Congratulations, you don't look it.

Well, it's Javert.

Great character!

Great? My ass!

If you're a bastard for being dedicated,

then he's the worst bastard of all.

I'm at your disposition, Javert.

I'd rather we talk in my office.

Mr. Madeleine!

A man's trapped under a cart!

Don't move, we'll get you out!

The cart's balanced, move over. Move over!

Pull him out!

Only one man's able to do that: Jean Val jean, a convict.

What's your job?

If I tell you, you'll think I'm a bastard.

Whaddya mean?

I mean you're not only hauling furniture.

Tell me, where'd you drop your load of Jews off?

Load of what?

Of Jews!

Listen, mister,

you better get out.

Yes, but with you. I'm the Militia.

Where're the Jews?

What's on your mind?

What's on my mind?

That nothing ages as quick as happiness.

That's what's on my mind!

That's pretty.

Use it in your next trial.

Next trial?

May God let me plead just once more!

Next time you stay under.

80, say your prayers.

You believe in God?

I believe fate and chance will get me out of here!

Of course. Go on.

So?

You must travel light.

Only keep your valuables.

No questions?

Mrs. Ziman, could I have an autograph?

Come on,

come on, hurry up!

Quick!

Don't move.

Come on!

Quick!

Get up.

Switzerland's over there.

I'll go first, Check things out.

Don't you move. Watch for my lamp.

3 signals means you can come.

1 signal means don't move.

1 or 3. Got it?

We made it?

Yeah! Stay put, now.

Good thing we left Salome.

They're coming. About 20.

Shall I signal?

Go on.

André, get up!

- Run! - Get up!

Run, run, run!

Let me go!

André!

Francoise!

Francoise, where're you at?

Damn cows.

Where you at?

Come see! Look! Those assholes!

Francoise, come look!

What?

Hurry up instead of jerking around.

Come.

Look.

What's that?

I dunno! Found him coming back.

You called?

I just got back.

Miss?

Give me number 32 in Pontarlier.

Robert? Could you come right away?

It's... Francois, he messed up. Cleaning his gun.

There's blood all over! Come quick.

I didn't... what're you saying?

He's got enough problems.

May I speak to you.

What now?

I Wish to apologize, and... resign.

You can't!

I thought you were Jean Valjean.

You don't anymore?

He's in jail!

What's that?

Really, so I wish to apologize, and resign.

Hey, champ', you hear me?

When they come back for you, pretend you're in a coma.

I think he is in a coma.

So?

It's looking good. I spoke with the guy.

They'll let some prisoners out by faking escapes.

We must hook up with the Germans. 50/50.

I didn't get it.

50/50?

We rob whatever we want, and share: 50/50.

Why don't they do it?

They're running short on dough.

These are bad motherfuckers!

They might do us in as we escape.

They're short on dough, and don't know where to get it!

This is Robert Blame, called doc'.

He took care of you.

He's Fine, 'cuz he always says: Fine!

I'm The Bill. I'll explain later.

I saw you fight. You looked the same!

Where was he?

I found him this morning, on the smugglers path.

So?

I can get both bullets out, but...

his leg's shot if he's not hospitalized.

With his I.D., he better not go.

He's called Ziman.

André.

Don't worry, Mr. Ziman, we won't take you to hospital.

My wife...

Keep him talking, that's good.

Was your wife with you? What happened?

They...

shot them all.

Mr. Ziman.

My wife!

Don't worry, ladies.

Come on.

Francoise'll take care of you.

You, take the bed over on the left.

You. There's a bed there, and there.

A girl said they do experiments!

Where?

There!

Honey, we had a problem crossing into Switzerland.

I'm not sporty, and when I jumped,

I broke my leg.

I can't walk, but some nice farmers took us in.

I can't safely give their address, but

Mommy and I are happy we left you.

Good news?

Yes, Mother.

What's wrong?

When dad writes, mom usually adds a little note.

Next time, mom will write,

and dad'll forget the note. Can I see?

They're still in France. The Jura is in France.

Ziman, it's the doctor!

Feeling better?

I will be when I hear from my family.

What's the news?

You know.

Feeling better?

How's our cripple?

Must I stay here long?

Ask the doctor.

For your safety, we thought

we'd move you to a barn where nobody goes.

Thanks, m'am.

Eggs, bread fingers...

Let me give you a shot.

I've gotta say something.

You're being pampered.

I'd love breakfasts like that now and then.

I'd break a leg for that!

Absolutely.

I brought your things.

Thanks.

What's going on?

I'm supposedly a fugitive.

What's that?

It's complicated.

Tell my friends that my van's been commandeered.

They've gotta find work elsewhere.

You can stay with me.

Thanks, but these people saved my life,

so now I've gotta help them.

Passive defense! Nobody out of the shelter!

Nobody out before the alert is over. Passive defense!

Go on!

It's on the right.

Where?

To the right!

It's here!

Take everything worthwhile.

What you doing? Go help.

A regular Ali Baba's den!

Look at the books.

Do they have Les Misérables'?

Hey, candlesticks.

Jewish candlesticks!

Candlesticks are candlesticks. So?

Nope... there's the Bible. Interested?

Is it good?

It's not bad.

Keep on looking.

A close call.

It's the 1st time they bomb Paris!

Do we have to share with the Gestapo?

There are great suits. We can dress until we die!

Will I be able to listen to the radio?

There's no electricity there yet.

I'll give you the news every morning.

Look out.

I've always been afraid of the dark!

I'll light the way!

I'm to stay here?

Yes!

I'd have bought flowers, but

this is the best I can do.

What's this?

A Swiss invention.

What for?

It makes money invisible.

Invisible.

There's invisible money?

Yes, money that doesn't exist.

I'm to go to Switzerland to get money that doesn't exist?

It only exists in Geneva.

They won't give it to me.

Yes, they will.

I don't want anything. You're with friends.

Ladies, could you kindly come over to the rotunda.

It's very simple.

We will make you up, and do your hair.

Then I'll dress you in beautiful gowns.

Be beautiful for a beautiful party!

Honey, since I can see

mommy every day,

I send you this picture,

if you promise to give it back when we meet again.

You know I love it.

I've started walking,

and Without your mother's authority, I don't know how I'd manage.

Was the Chicken good?

How can I thank you?

It's nothing! I brought some flowers.

For my daughter.

- Nice weather? - Very.

Besides my wife and daughter, I miss daylight.

I know. What can I say?

There's too much coming and going to let you out.

Time to walk now.

But it hurts, it hurts!

More than before. I think...

The doctor said you have to walk to walk!

Come on!

My stick?

A stick, What for? I'll be your stick!

Your husband's a great guy.

You met a long time ago?

In Paris. He came to the Farmer's Convention.

We met in the market area.

20 years ago! Can you imagine?

Ain't just yesterday!

I can't anymore!

Good thing you're here! He's better.

Oh, yeah? So, you can walk now?

Show me.

Good.

He's made progress. It's...

I can't! It hurts!

I'll help you to bed.

How'd it go in Switzerland?

Who'd think they'd give so much money to me, so much!

I told you.

Here it is. The proof! Your money.

No, keep it!

You made me go to...

You'll get the same amount every month.

You're mad!

Every month!

Every month?

Let's say I'm investing in farms. I'm your partner.

We know that the gangsters who robbed

the Vichy government's pay

had inside information.

Therefore, Maréchal Pétain and Laval

request no pity be shown

the hoodlums who play off the miserable times

our country is in...

She's beautiful.

Well, she's a ballerina!

It doesn't follow!

How old's your paper? Maybe she ain't pretty now?

Bitter mouth!

1930! The year they got married!

You keep track of everything, everything!

You know he's had 25 acquittals'?

Great! If I wanna kill someone I know who to go to.

I like him. Don't fret, I ain't jealous!

At least he looks at me!

You in love?

Cut it out!

You ain't in love?

He is Charming.

I don't want a Jew in your bed!

I don't know why!

Listen, it's time to sleep.

We're talking nonsense here.

Next week's gonna be busy.

Cancel all appointments, we're going to Lyon.

We sharing with the krauts'?

I told you so!

"French Republic", "Vichy"!

I'll be laughing till the war's over!

You still not happy?

I'll get used to it.

How you gonna spend your dough?

I'll do like Mr. Madeleine,

redistribute it.

Only your share, if you don't mind.

That's enough!

My love, With what is happening in Stalingrad,

I feel as though God has switched sides,

and that we will soon be together.

Am I disturbing you?

Francois's off to get your money,

so I came to keep you company.

Aren't you cold?

No, I'm fine.

See What I found?

1930.

She was beautiful.

I hope she still is!

Robin Hood weds Cosette!

Not an easy place to find!

You live in there?

Ain't I happy I didn't take up boxing!

Seriously, who are these guys?

Regular guys, out to find themselves.

You rob trains to find yourself!

These are miserable times!

The doc's a real doc?

You're still alive!

Unfortunately.

Excuse me. Your papers aren't in order. Please come with me.

Officer!

We forgot to tell you, they're with us.

Fine.

Thank you, sir.

Why do people hate Jews so much?

Anti-Semitism is like...

an impotent man

who blames his wife. See ?

When the world's impotent,

it blames the Jews!

You think Hitler is impotent?

I know he is!

He's impotent!

It even happens to me. But I ain't an anti-Semite.

I heard Hitler's grandpa was Jewish. That cut you short, huh?

I'm already cut short!

I dunno what Hitler's grandpa did, but

he has some grudge!

If I tell you Hitler's childhood,

Cosette's will seem like

a life of holidays!

Why do you compare everything to Les Miserables? It's weird!

'Cause of a guy who can't read.

And because our times are the most miserable of all.

In 1937 I played at Gaveau.

I was flattered that the great Elise Ziman came.

Why're we here?

These men were on the Eastern front. I promised them a great party.

You're French?

Why the uniform?

The Germans honor the good French.

I'm to sleep with you?

If you wish to survive, I think it'd be a good idea.

I'd rather you were German.

Me too.

You know what I mean.

The women here have been chosen for excellent reasons.

- You okay? - Fine.

Nobody wants me!

I must phone my daughter.

The General invites you to a private dinner.

Please follow me.

Mrs. Ziman, don't do that again! Or I won't keep you!

I hurt your feelings?

Do you fathom what you're asking me to do?

Don't move, I won't touch you! No touching! There.

I won't even help you walk. Anyhow you manage fine now.

I dunno. We do

something. You're married. She ain't here!

You might not see her again. Maybe yes, maybe no!

Today's today. Now! Not yesterday.

Jews and Moses... I don't care!

I'm gonna die, we all are!

Maybe I'm gonna die today!

I'm asking... No borders! That's all.

Maybe we can... It's in the air!

We don't need no...

Of course, I mean, if we had to live like that, great!

I never got none of that!

Maybe you did. Fine. But, me. I'm a jerk, and I'm...

I'm vulgar, and all. But... I gave you what I had.

So don't bullshit me!

We'll never meet again!

That's all! I don't want to cheat on your wife or nothing!

You could be dead, but you're alive!

You're here, you jerk! And my husband, the other jerk,

he likes you! He's jealous, the nerd!

But there's nothing. But I see you here,

and I'm still a woman for some time!

That's all! It'll go away fast!

To not seem suspicious, we'll stay here tonight.

Then I'll try to get you out of this.

I don't get it.

That's okay.

Who are you?

I'm not one of them.

Our Father which art in heaven, Hallowed

be Thy name. Thy Kingdom come.

Thy Will be done on Earth as if is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread.

And forgive us our debts,

as we forgive our debtors.

Deliver us...

You! Say the prayer alone!

What do you mean?

We were told you're hiding a Jewish girl!

On my most Holy word, I swear

there's no Jew here!

Say the prayer alone!

Our Father which art in heaven, Hallowed be Thy name.

Thy Kingdom come. Thy will be done

on Earth as it is in heaven.

Thy Will be done on Earth as if is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread.

And forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors.

Deliver us from evil. Amen.

What's this, an inn?

I'm tired.

I'm hungry.

So?

I think I saw this back when I was a kid.

It's a '30's film. No way!

I've seen it. I'll wait outside.

Don't leave during intermission, okay?

See you.

Didn't you hear me?

I'm a convict! Out of hard labor!

I spent 19 years in hard labor! "Considered dangerous"!

Intermission's over!

Don't ask for too much.

Tonight, during the alert,

people will rob your building.

Friends of the Gestapo.

So, hide your valuables,

and warn your neighbors.

Answer me, Marius!

Don't die!

It's not a bad wound.

He'll heal, but only you can make him happy!

You're leaving? What have I done?

No, baby, you mustn't. You mustn't.

Marius, What's going on? I'm scared!

Why won't you kiss me?

Yes, father, Why don't you kiss her?

Oh, father...

Hold me tight!

Lyon is off.

What's up?

The krauts are licked in the East,

and the Allies will land.

We've a few days to switch sides.

What's that mean?

We've a few hours left to be heroes!

You still like it?

The 2nd half's a bit much! Gavroche dies,

Marius saves him, Valjean saves Marius,

Val jean saves Javert who kills himself!

A bit over the top!

Like us as Resistants!

Wait! My contact's in Normandy. Where you grew up!

What's one more coincidence?

Nice weather!

Good for us.

Good for the krauts...

Hi kids! You're late! Me, I like to eat on time!

Hi, precious.

Come and get it!

Hey, "Miss Perfume"!

Want a drink, Milou?

I can't stand your perfume!

So stop wearing it, or I'll start telling things.

I've got stuff to say that people

would like to hear. Come on, Milou.

He's just in a bad mood.

Yup, I'm in a bad mood! Sit down. Stay for lunch!

A chandelier!

See that!

And the radio! We won the lottery!

Okay now: 3,4...

What's this?

In case they land, to greet them.

Sorry we're late, we had a family lunch.

So, you see... it dragged on.

Give it to him!

You saw the papers?

They'll land near Calais! I know they will!

What's wrong?

More bad news?

Good night.

Get on home!

Listen to the radio tonight!

Something's bound to happen soon!

Something'll sure happen soon!

You'll see, something's gonna happen!

I'm sure of it.

They'll land near Calais.

That's the coop where I lived.

With pigeons?

Yeah, who crap on you!

What a kraut nest!

You lived here long?

Till 1920, when I realized my manager was stealing everything.

Now, that's a surprise! Gentlemen.

Have a drink. I'll be along.

Nothing's changed. Except for the customers.

You want a drink?

Still have the boss' cider?

Marius! 2 ciders!

Say that again?

Marius... 2 ciders.

You a real Marius?

Yes, sir.

Here's to you!

Thanks, sir.

This is my son. My pride!

My Gavroche!

Nothing. How about your brother?

He left... with my wife.

Got killed in Dunkirk. Fought a good war.

Don't you wonder why I pop up after 25 years?

You wanted to see me?

Come on...

They're in the Resistance.

We want a view over the sea.

Things are happening tonight.

See what's back there? Come look.

They come by to drink. I can't stop 'em from drinking.

Coffee's ready, sir!

You live in the coop?

I like you more and more.

Hurry up! Everybody in the shelter! No laughing!

If Thénardier doesn't open the sewer-door, Marius dies.

If Thénardier doesn't save Cosette from starvation,

there's no Cosette, no Marius, and no love story!

Without Thénardier, no love story!

I say Thénardier's an angel! He's a godsend!

He's horrid with his kids and all! You joking?

Not with his kids.

He's great with his kids.

No wonder your wife left!

I'm not saying he isn't a scum bag.

I'm saying he's a godsend!

What a story!

You can't read between the lines.

I can't read?

They all praise Valjean!

He ain't got a family that loves him.

So, Thénardier's the good guy?

- Yeah! - Come on!

His wife loves him!

And Gavroche?

Gavroche's his son. He has a family. Family, Love, Country!

And what he did to Cosette?

- He saved her! — What?

He saved her!

Saved her?

What's that, Mother?

Angels, children. But real ones this time!

Gentlemen, I think breakfast's over.

Jeannot!

Look at that.

Damn, what'd we get into?

They'll cream us.

Damn right.

So? Long live France!

Marius! Buckets! Quick, make a chain!

Get down, kid!

Get down, Marius!

Protect the kid!

Protect the kid!

So?

The bunker is mowing 'em down.

Get grenades, we'll blow it up.

Can I help?

Can you use it?

I can learn.

Smart move.

Let's hit the bunker.

- What? - The bunker!

I'm going too.

Stay here!

We can't just let 'em wipe those kids out.

Marius and I know 'em, we deliver their food.

We'll blow 'em up!

I'm coming!

They don't know you.

Show me how.

Pull the pin. Count to 5. And blow the bunker up!

- To 5. - To 5, but not too slow.

Gutsy kids!

Damn! The kid's hit.

I'm going up!

He's mad! He's gonna get us killed!

Stop! They'll shoot back.

The great battle has started,

after so much war, fury and pain...

In Normandy?

Wasn't it to be Calais?

Who gives a hoot! Normandy or Calais is the same!

It's over! I'm happy the Jew's leaving.

It's not over yet.

No, the war ain't over today,

but he's leaving soon. They didn't land

just to visit the Mont St. Michel!

I'll go tell him.

Wait, wait! What's the rush?

Aren't you off to Switzerland? To get money?

So?

You never think, huh?

It hurts to see him go, huh? It hurts, huh? Say it!

'Cause it hurts me to see him stay!

He doesn't care about you!

Go take a look at yourself!

It hurts to see him go, huh? It hurts! It hurts!

It hurts me to see him stay!

We're even! It hurts me to see the Jew stay!

It's obvious you're no farmer.

Storms come when they wish,

and they were on the Germans' side.

But how could the situation change so suddenly?

I told you: the storm, bad weather.

It's over. They've got it all!

And a disguise?

All the Jews are dead. Even the ones in disguise!

They can't kill all the Jews!

If some're alive, it's thanks to people like me.

You know the Americans. They'll be back.

With good weather they'll win.

Hitler said that Germany's vital space is Europe.

He won't give up. He's a maniac.

A maniac! He gets hopping mad when he's angry!

I don't blame you, Ziman. I ain't jealous. I ain't jealous.

It's just...

There's these images in my mind, like:

"Hey, my wife..." Even if we ain't been cozy for a while,

it hurts to see you two!

I didn't sleep with your wife. Hey, I didn't sleep with your wife.

I don't care if you're a Jew. I ain't an anti-Semite! I ain't!

I ain't! I'm a good Christian!

But my wife's my wife. What can I say?

What can I say?

A letter for his daughter.

What else?

We're really gonna do it?

We're gonna do it?

It was here?

Someone must've taken the furniture.

I hope it was Ziman.

We're still a team, huh?

No furniture left!

Look out, Miss, he's a punk!

Where's Marius?

Behind you. I think he found himself a Cosette!

A nice one too!

What's your name?

Germaine.

Too bad! Remember, we're going to Paris soon!

So? We stick together, huh?

No. I won't forget your help,

we're friends for life.

But now's the time to get rich!

No, your thing ain't my thing.

Can't you see...

Sorry, m'am.

During the war, I moved that house.

Who took the furniture?

I don't know, didn't notice.

We didn't notice!

We don't peep to see what's going on.

It's okay. Good-bye!

Paris is a whore,

Like the wine they pour In the St. Denis brothels,

Paris is gunfire, naked and on fire

With false friends' betrayals!

Paris' theaters display

Jean-Paul Sartre's play, forgetting literati like Audiberti!

Paris is canals,

Starless nightfalls, Paris is sad sailors!

Paris is walkways and causeways,

It's the Resistants' feats,

and the militia on Lauriston street!

Paris is lowly actions!

Paris, beware the Liberation

Doesn't fill the jails!

Paris is massacres, but, hell,

Paris'll always be Paris!

Why meet in Montmartre?

I want you to see a little apartment.

Over the Sacré Coeur?

Right!

See you tomorrow,

Mr. "Head of the Robbery Division"!

You're able to join the new police?

What did I do in the War?

What's the flat like?

Teeny tiny, or biggy big?

Cutey cute!

Salome,

Just like mommy and me,

you must be disappointed the Americans didn't land.

Don't lose hope, honey, they'll soon be back

for good!

The good news is I beat my record:

53 times back and forth! Soon I'll be prancing about.

What now?

Ziman! Hitler... Hitler...

London, England! He made a triumphant entry, like Julius Caesar!

In London! Hitler!

Take this letter, and go to the pension.

Bring my girl back.

Don't you think Francoise and I tried?

She was caught!

'Cause of your letters!

A Jew! Salome!

No, she's under a Catholic name!

A Catholic name: Fortin.

Fortin. Salome Fortin. But the letters! Ziman!

The letters!

Your daughter's dead!

You get it?

The letters!

The letters!

Don't forget: the letters!

What we waitin' for to be happy?

What we waitin' for to party?

The road's ready and the sky's nippy!

The piano's songs're snappy!

Eyes look up hopefully!

Smiles light up happily!

Joy's prancing like a puppy!

What we waitin' for to be happy?

What we waitin' for to be happy?

What we waitin' for to party?

We got violets and poppies,

Grapes... red, White, blue and jumpy!

Butterflies are love-happy!

The centipede's wearin' socks to party!

The lark's sayin' he's all sappy!

What we waitin' for?

What we waitin' for to be happy?

If it's such a good business, why're you selling?

It's too much for a woman. My husband didn't make it back.

You say it's a Parisian crowd?

We're 20 miles out of Paris.

The sun comes up, they show up.

The first year, I could help you out. Show you the ropes.

You like it?

If you like it, I like it.

Your pals're in this?

No more pals, no more partners.

You think I'm a jerk?

I know What you do with him!

Go on, jerk me around!

You ain't getting up anymore?

What's going on in Paris?

The Germans are partying: champagne, our women, our whores...

That's nothing.

They dropped 2 atom bombs. On New York and Los Angeles.

Over a million dead.

All the American Jews are being persecuted, shot.

You might be the last of the Jews! The last, or one of the last.

Mussolini, Hitler and the Emperor of Japan rule the world?

Hitler didn't bother about Belgium being neutral, huh?

Well, he's gonna invade Switzerland.

So, for your own good,

if you got money in your account,

better get it out now, 'cause it won't last long,

it won't.

You're right.

Well... Your friends offered me a job.

You call that a job?

Mr. Fortin! Where've you been?

Mrs. Dubois, my neighbor!

Marius, who'd choose easy money over hard work.

May I kiss you?

You bet.

You coming back?

No, just getting some stuff.

There's a letter.

For me?

Shall I read it?

Of course.

Sir, I imagine you remember me.

I am Salome, whom you kindly brought to the pension.

With no news of my parents, I don't know who to write.

Would you know Where they are?

I'm very worried. And you?

How are you? I hope to see you,

because I liked being with you.

I tried to find one like yours.

Where're we going?

To my place, where you'll swim and dance all your life.

When will mom and dad return?

It takes months for prisoners to come back.

They're not dead?

I'm sure they aren't.

Why don't they write me?

You'll meet a swell guy. Guess what his name is?

Imagine that!

Is there a school there?

Yes. It was destroyed during the bombings,

so I'm helping them rebuild it.

Your holidays are gonna be short!

Are you married?

A While back, and not long.

Why?

Women don't like boxers.

Why?

Why? 'Cause we lead a weird life.

We can't go out dancing.

We can't, huh... See what I mean?

When you grow up.

Now that's nice.

It's nicer than Marius and Cosette.

Let's pull over here... and pig out!

What's "pig out"?

Pig out? To have a good tuck in, to stuff your face...

Say, young lady, let's see what's in here.

I teach you to read, you teach me slang.

Gimme 5.

Give you what?

To settle a deal, you give 5.

Say, you'll

speak slang before I read.

As a kid, did you learn slang or French?

Straight to slang!

That's why you're a boxer?

No, that was cold and hunger.

It's complicated.

Better toss a lump of shit on a shingle

in the hole in the gut.

Go on, say it if you can.

Better toss a shump of lingle in the hole in the gut.

Toss a lump of shit on a shingle...

Toss a lump of shit on a shingle in the hole in the gut.

It's all there?

Ain't enough? Need more?

What did we make today?

Soup.

That's all he eats.

You want to kiss him good-bye?

Don Quixote saw 30 or 40 windmills,

Comma.

looking at his squire, he said: Colon.

Not so fast...

Henri, sir! Mr. Mayor wants to speak to you.

- It's important? - Seems so.

Do your homework.

Mr. Mayor, you're up early!

Can I have a coffee?

2 coffees!

I'll make it quick.

You've been here a year, now, and helped everyone.

So, everyone asked me,

to ask you... to take over as Mayor.

Me?

Nowadays I only wish to go fishing.

Me?

Henri, sir. A lady wants to see you.

- A lady? - She seems shook up.

Excuse me...

There's no rush.

Take your time. I'll come by tonight for your answer.

Mrs. Ziman!

I saw the Mother Superior.

Is Salome here?

You bet. Come along.

Look.

She's studying.

- What now? - Your friends.

What friends?

Your friends.

What a day.

They're in trouble. I think The Bill's wounded.

What's up?

The cops're dogging us.

They here?

No, we lost 'em in the forest.

Come hide in the cabins.

Follow me!

Do as if nothing's up. Take care of Salome and her mom.

Hurry! It's packed at noon.

You sure they didn't tail you?

Where've I seen him?

They've got wounded too.

I've seen him before.

That's the car from the Italian caper.

Surround the beach. Call for back-up.

When did he stop writing?

At the end of the war.

He may be alive.

Mr. Fortin says so every day.

Marius, get me a pan of hot water.

Sorry for leaving you, Mrs. Ziman,

I let you and Salome be alone.

Thanks for Salome.

Thank you, for Salome.

Thanks to her I've a great pal, and a heck of a teacher.

Can we order, Mrs?

Of course.

Mr. Ziman's not here?

No. I was just telling Salome.

You'll tell me all that.

Sorry again, Mrs. Ziman.

Salome, Show your mom around,

and you two settle in my room, okay?

Don't move! Nobody move!

Where are they?

What do you want?

Where are they?

What?

What's the water for?

I know you!

In my job I know a lot of hoodlums.

Where are they?

What's he doing? Go check it out.

We've gotta stop the hemorrhage.

Shit!

Tell me where you hid 'em,

and we'll plea bargain.

Did you plea bargain?

Which cabin are they in?

You know I never answer you.

You wanna swallow that?

A real obsession!

Nobody move! Hands up!

Okay, okay!

Don't move!

Don't move! Get his gun.

Get his gun!

You've no chance.

Whaddya mean "no chance"?

Your chance is our chance!

'Cause we're sticking together now!

- Sticking together! - Stop!

Calm down. You just wanna get out of here.

With him! With him!

With him!

Yes, with him!

We're in deep shit.

What's up?

We're gonna split with every cop in France on our butt.

I told 'em we hadn't shook 'em.

Why'd you come here?

Why? Why?

See what they did to my pal!

If he croaks, you croak!

Stick 'em in the cabins.

You stay. 80 long as you're alive, I'm alive.

Tell your guys to pull out. Go on, tell 'em!

Maybe we can make a deal?

The guillotine! Is that your deal?

For the last time, tell 'em to pull out!

No! You said, no? Whaddya mean, no?

Tell 'em to pull out! Quick!

You said, no?

Watch!

You still won't tell 'em?

Watch some more!

Watch!

Your boss said "no"!

What we gonna do now? Guess it's your turn!

Whaddya think, huh?

Tell your guys to pull out! Tell 'em!

I'm gonna waste you!

Why'd you save my life?

Why hunt miserable people down?

To each his own duty.

Because you hunt miserable people down,

doesn't mean they can't save you!

Why'd you do it?

Why?

Why'd you do it?

So I'd see you in court.

I always served my country.

Pull over, I wanna piss.

Keep on going, I'll catch up.

You've 30 seconds to split. That's to thank you.

I'll say you escaped. Let's go piss!

When the car leaves, mow him down!

I have to piss too!

You don't want me in court saying you tortured me.

I served my country. I served Maréchal Pétain.

Just as I said.

Then I entered the Resistance.

I think you switched sides

after drowning a few too many!

I changed sides when I felt the Maréchal was wrong.

Let's go.

Go on!

Go on, I'm coming!

That's not what the police say.

What do they say?

That you asked to stop to pee,

and then jumped the commissioner.

When he realized my trial would be his trial,

he killed himself.

I got the best lawyer in Paris. My husband's

best friend.

Any news of Mr. Ziman?

I went all the way to the Jura. No sign of him.

You know, funny things happened in the war.

He might be amnesiac. It happens.

Can Salome and I stay at l'Isle-Adam?

You ain't leaving!

I just can't go home.

During all this time, Where... were you?

In Poland.

How'd you make it back?

I prayed.

Well, I better start too!

13 days with no news

from my farmer

friends.

Tonight,

I'll try going out.

My diary

tells of my 625 days here.

It's for my family, and

the farmers

who risked so much for me.

Hello, Mrs.

GERMANY SURRENDERS

I'd like to speak... to call...

the Holy Heart pension in Normandy.

When men are ignorant and desperate, Comma.

When women sell themselves for bread, Comma.

When children suffer, Comma.

Les Misérables comes knocking. Period.

Victor Hugo was 60 when he finished Les Misérables. Period.

He felt he could then die,

having fulfilled his duty. Period.

2 martini dry and 2 coffees!

You wish?

Since we're giving quotes,

remember Willa Cather, who said:

"There are only 2 or 3 stories which occur over and over

as though they'd never occurred."

This is one of them, with alibis.

I said, with alibis!

How many Americans would have died,

had Henri Fortin not taken the bunker?

How many women

do not mourn their husbands thanks to Mr. Fortin?

You say, Mr. Prosecutor,

that he stole Pétain's government's pay.

Did Pétain represent France?

Answer me?

You wish to put a man on trial,

who does not know how to read or write!

A sensible man who only followed his instincts,

who differentiated good from evil.

Does the Law punish sensible instinct? Since when?

Weren't the lawmakers... sensible?

45 years ago, Mr. Prosecutor,

Henri Fortin's father was on trial, like now.

He was sentenced on appearances!

You'll try his son on appearances too?

You'll sentence the Fortins from father to son?

Generation after generation? On appearances?

The husband will choose the family home.

You must take her in.

And you, must live with him!

80, Miss Salome Ziman,

do you take Mr. Marius Abelard as husband?

Listen, Salome, a wink won't do!

I do.

Fine! Mr. Marius Abelard,

do you take

Salome Ziman for wife?

I do.

No wink for me?

As they say in boxing! May the best man win!

You're gorgeous!

I'm proud of you.

You'll come see me? Promise you won't let me down?

I promise.

If not for you, I'd not be here!

Me neither!

You don't seem happy, Ziman.

Happiness isn't a Jewish word.

Even today?

We're always a few sorrows ahead!

Victor Hugo said: "Our best years

are yet to come."

"Buffalo Bill's son don't shoot like his dad."

Say what?