All language subtitles for La.vouivre.1989.En

Wait. I go off here.

Thank you, Clement.
I'll take the ferry.

- Where are you taking your statue'?
- To Roncieres.

She's beautiful.

- Bye Clement.
- Bye Arséne.

Stop.

- Who's in command here'?
- Him.

Where're you going?

We're returning this.

- What is it'?
- An adder.

They're everywhere.

- You're from the village?
- Yes. My father is Jules Mindeur.

Germaine's brother, huh'?

Do you recognise me'?

You are Arséne Muselier
who died in the war.

- Who said that'?
- Everyone.

Well, goodbye Mindeur.
Goodbye Muselier.

Ma'am...

- Loafer! Piece of shit!
- Shut up!

- Hello Requiem!
- The bitch.

Beast!

Watch out, you'll see!

My new flame, the Robidet.

You'd better be careful,
that kind is nobody.

The wine goes straight to their heads
and they don't mind lacking respect.

Yesterday she bumped her head
so I thought one eye had burst.

- Fortunately, I don't drink.
- What'?

I don't dare to drink,
with the responsibilities I have.

Well, let's go.
Shit.

I'll kick your ass...!

Since that fucking war
I haven't crossed many people.

So you're back, Arséne'?

- How old are you now'?
-27.

I left with 21, born in 13.

I'm born in 82.

An old fart.

What'?

You didn't get fat'?

One year in hospital.
A piece of metal in the head.

Rumours said you've
been hit in the crotch.

No, in the head.
Look. See it'?

There're only few men left around
here. They picked all they found.

But plenty of women.

- Didn't you miss them'?
- I often thought about it.

They're really hot here.
You'll see.

I buried your two brothers. What was
left of them. I put them together.

Near your old one.
Twins...

Look at that...

Look at that.

It's said they don't swim.
This year they do.

I dunno where they come from'?

They're everywhere.

Look at that.
What is this?

Adders, holy shit.
They're everywhere.

No idea where they come from.
Fucking beasts.

Fucking women.
Fucking country.

And water.

If this goes on, we'll get
fins too, you'll see.

Only water.

Water all over.

Here.
Have a good sip.

Born in 82.

What'?

Let's go.

Whores.

- And my mother, how's she'?
- Your mother'? Poor old hag.

Quite alone, only your older brother,
Victor, the slacker...

wasn't drawn because
of his leg and kids.

She aged quickly,
poor woman.

Mom...

My God!

Arséne...

- And your wound'?
- They don't want me anymore.

Victor!

Hey!
You're here'?

- Hello kid.
- Hello.

As Father said:
"Muselier, head of steel. "

You've no workers left?

Just Urbain.

- And Bahama"!
She's by the pigs.

Belette!

- Three times twelve'?
-37. No! 36.

- It makes you how old'?
- Two months older than you.

Back to the pigs, Belette.

Come on in.
What're you waiting for'?

You're not telling much.

Later, Mom.

- Want to eat something'?
- No.

Your room is still there
if you want to rest.

- Have you started the harvest?
- No.

There are almost no men here,
you know.

I'll start tomorrow.

Léopard...

Léopard, where're you going?

Léopard, stop!

Here, it's Mindeurs'.

The Museliers have nothing to do there.
Is that clear'?

Armand...

Go.

Seigneur, come here.

Seigneur, stop it.

Léopa rd!

Wait a minute, little bastard.

Stop it or I'll smack you.

Stop it!

When I turn the crank, they're like
flies around trying to feel me up.

Feeling up what'?

What happened with the dog
at the Mindeurs'?

Léopa rd's fa u It.

I saw tall Germaine,
is she married'?

No. They keep her locked up.

Since she had every
man in the village.

Luckily the old man beats her up
from time to time.

They say she met the Vincent boys
in the fields...

when they came from school.

- And that she took their virginity.
- Mom!

Fucking Mindeurs.

But it's true.

And Juliet'?

She is the only one.
She is proud, hardworking and clean.

She'll have beautiful children.

And how's the harvesting'?

Almost too ripe, too dry.
We must do it together.

If it is dry above
and wet underneath,

it will be an adder year.

I've shouted at Urbain,
he broke a scythe.

Tomorrow he'll stay at the farm.

He's not the right one
for this work any more.

That's like saying he's
good for nothing.

We'll get rid of him
before autumn.

- What do you mean "get rid of"?
- She's right, his time is over.

But he raised us.

They say at Judet that they've
found a dead body at the moor'?

The deserter.

He was disfigured,
eaten by snakes.

- Adders.
- Adders'?

Yes.

Victor...

Don't hurry too much with Urbain.

Maybe I won't be there too
this autumn.

How so'?

- Don't tell anyone, okay'?
- Okay... '?

And at night,

the boy hears the sound of
footsteps approaching.

Footsteps...

sound sometimes like a man,
other times like a beast with ten legs.

So he decides to go through
the stables.

There the water reaches
halfway up your calf.

Then Jean-Baptiste hurries up,

but the beast is still
at his heels.

He hears it breathing...

it did in his neck.

And another time,

he feels the hairy paw brushing
his hand and his face.

Belette, put down the plate.
You're going to break it.

- Where was I'?
- The beast Faramine with...

its paw on Jean-Baptiste's head
and made... "ha... ha... ".

Ah yes.

So Jean-Baptiste turns around
and he sees the beast.

Of course, as much as one can see in
the light from the stars and the moon.

My God.

He finds himself in front of three
heads, pale like dead bodies...

each of them with a big eye in the
middle of the forehead swinging...

on a neck of snakeskin.

It was the beast Faramine.

He only had the middle
of the body, a swollen belly...

with little hair on it,
soft like under a rat.

Jean-Baptiste was terrified.

Now he's running straight ahead,
splashing everywhere.

The beast was waiting for that,
itjumps on him...

and tries to drown him.

Fortunately, he started to cry when
he heard a horse's bell.

The millers coming back from Aumont
where they delivered their flour.

Well, it was really close.

Benoit, wake up your brother,
he must go to bed, you too.

I'll end it up all alone.

- May I take the lantern'?
- No.

Hold on, I'll go with you.

- You ain't scared any more now'?
- No.

- It seems smaller than before.
- You grew up.

- You still got Amélie'?
- Your daughter.

Have you had lovers since I left?

Like we did together'?

You go to the ball on Sunday'?
Why not'?

I'm too flat.

- You want to get married'?
- Who said that'?

No.

No,
I don't want to get married.

You've got a new look
in your eyes.

Really?

Like a butterfly
who wants to fly away.

Sleep well.

- Tomorrow is Sunday'?
- Yes.

There is only one in there, Vincent.
We only found Denis' helmet.

- You dig even on Sundays?
- I can't stop it.

They bring them daily, the supposed
disappeared ones, like you.

We must prepare things beforehand,
so they aren't surprised.

Finally anyway
it ends up with me.

All equal, six feet under.

All equal, that can be argued.

It's like paradise, over there.

I haven't checked, but I'm pretty sure,
without dough you don't get in.

"All equal"...

Does the priest worry about me.
Huh'?

He doesn't even answer when
I greet him. He hates me.

I'm supposed to have entered
the church yelling like a donkey

with the Robidet on my shoulder.

Hard to believe, I almost don't drink.

I'm more serious than
what they say.

You see, my boy,

in things like that,
for those who want to think

there are things to understand.

Well, let's have
another two, three shovelfuls...

then it's time for the soup.

The soup!

- Mr. Mayor...
- But it's Arséne Muselier.

Why are they here'?

For the investigation.

Jnvestigation'?
- He was seen here for the last time.

- Who'?
- The deserter.

They found his body
eaten by snakes.

They say it was
the mad water witch.

They say she is hiding in our ponds
with her diamond and her adders.

Priest's stories.
The Wyvern'? That's a good one!

- The what'?
- The Wyvern.

- The mad water witch.
- Ah yes.

And you'? They say you've
been hurt at the head?

- Yes.
- It'll work out'?

- Yes.
- Come see us, Arséne.

- Thank you, Mr. Mayor.
- Bye Rose.

Good bye Arséne.

I thought he was dead.
I didn't know he was back.

I knew it.

Where are you hiding'?

Oh well, at Museliers'.

Wait a minute.

This time I saw you, bitch.
Just wait.

Bitch!

So you hide your eggs,
little whore'?

They aren't there, her eggs.

Victor, is that you'?

What's wrong with your chick'?
Refuses the rooster'?

And you,

do you always do it
with your pipe in the mouth'?

I enjoyed the hospital.
It was better.

They brought me books.

I couldn't read before,
but then I used to read a book a day.

When I hadn't a crisis, of course.

And, did you see any Germans?

Yes.

And did you have to kill any'?

Yes.

One.

Just one.

Guys, you won't believe me,

but I saw her.

- Who'?
- I saw her!

_Who,?
~Her!

Quick, a rouge.

I saw her as clearly as I see you,
just an hour ago.

At Jacques Riaux.

Stark naked by the pond.

Adders around her and...

a diamond between the breasts,
shining in the sun.

The Wyvern!

How's her butt'?

- Couldn't say, there was mist.
- Did you see her or not'?

I saw her as I'm seeing you,
not an hour ago!

At Jacques Riaux.

Weren't you at the cemetery
this morning, Arsene'?

Yeah.

I went back to the cottage,
I thought, I'll pass by Jacques Riaux,

I stop for a drink, before
the Robidet falls over it.

- I look up and I see...
- The Robidet!

The Wyvern, asshole!

She did as if she would
jump into the water,

but disappeared through the
Jacques Riaux field.

How's her butt'?

I'll stop if you don't
let me speak.

C'mon, tell!

How big was the diamond'?

The only moment you can take it,
is when she jumps into the water.

She didn't jump.
Otherwise, certainly...

the stone would be in
my pocket here.

It's worth billions.

Once you've got hold of her
the adders will attack you.

Probably what happened
to the guy at Ranciere.

If you run away fast you've got
a chance, but I didn't move.

- She didn't see me.
- But how big is the diamond'?

- Like a duck egg.
- The old ones cut it.

Everyone was cutting it around here.
Right Urbain'?

The diamond is from before
Charles the Great's times,

but the Wyvern is much older.

How old is she'?

She has no age as she's immortal.

Immortals don't deserve to live.

Your opinion, teacher'?

You're just greedy peasants.
I'm ashamed of you for France.

What you saw is a gyppo.

Each Summer they set her free
to scare the kids.

She's just poaching.

Have you ever seen a gyppo
with such a diamond'?

- Requiem'?
- What'?

A supposition:

If it's the Wyvern and you
would get the diamond,

what would you do
with all that money'?

First, I'd order
two barrels of booze.

A big one for myself and
a small one for the wife.

That's nothing. And then'?

Then I'd go to Dole and
spend eight days in the brothel.

That's nothing too, even if
you'd stay there all your life.

What would make you really happy'?

I'd engage someone
to help dig my graves,

but I wouldn't be lazy.

It'd be just to prepare things.

I'd take care of the rest,
because

the right looks, the finish...

- No one can compete with me.
- You talk to much, Requiem!

Neither from here nor
from elsewhere.

Guess where she laid.

At Muselier's. Bitch!

I went only in an out.

We already know that you're the
greatest whore in the district,

and we bear that burden
like a cross,

but with a shitty Muselier...

How long has it been going on'?

It was the first time.
I swear by the head of Juliet.

And Arséne,
have you been with him too'?

Your Arsene, it's not his
head which is injured.

Bitch!

Go ahead, Father.

- Can't it wait 'til after supper'?
- No...

I'd prefer right now.

Get me the right thing.
The small thornless one.

Let's go.

That's not your business.

You dumb little fuck!

It's true.

Food is ready.

You know what'?

Requiem saw the Wyvern with
her diamond and her snakes.

Everyone is talking about it.

He's a drunkard.
Everyone knows it.

It's not just him. The cowherds from
Ronciére saw her too.

One of them even
swallowed his pipe.

They're all mad at Ronciére.

Just wait until the priest
gets involved.

Requiem, you hear me'?

Requiem,
if you're there, get out.

Do you hear me'?

Requiem!

Your drunken rants have
confused peoples minds.

I ask you to revoke
your story in public.

You hear that'?
In public!

Yes, I hear you.

If you saw the Wyvern,
you've seen the devil.

You hear me, Requiem'?

Coming...

Get lost!

The diamond is not for you!

Just wait, bunch of drunkards!

- I'll show you!
- Fuck you!

Fear the wrath of God!

Ready?

- Ready.
- Fire!

Who knows, maybe you'll
get married one day.

Mayor Voiturier's daughter,
remember her, Rose?

She's not engaged any more.

And Juliette is also
waiting for you.

And then Gibault's daughter
from Ronciéres.

But since the women work
in the cartridge factory...

they're all horny.

They don't want to
go back to farming.

Well, think about it.

Do you think about it'?

What are you thinking about'?

The commune gave us seeds
for three years now, that's nice...

but the requisition
left us only one horse.

And you know your brother,
he hasn't changed, lazy as always.

The old Urbain...

has become so lame.
We'll have to retire him.

Oh well.

He's just a mouth to feed that
doesn't earn in anything.

Now you're back,
things will work out.

Of course you must recover first.

That's the most important.

Well well. Turn off your lamp.

- Mom'?
- What'?

- Have you seen her'?
- Whom'?

The Wyvern.

Who told you that filth?
Urbain, I bet. That old fool.

No. The men in bar
talked about it.

"The men... "

The men talk much,
especially about butts.

Turn off your lamp now.

- In broad daylight?
- Yes.

Wait.

Is she still beautiful'?

Huh?

Yes, Urbain.

C'mon, tell... tell.

Where did she come from'?

She's been there for a long time,
on the plains and on the waters.

Long before the arrival of man.

Thousands of years
she lived alone.

With only wild animals.

Around here was only forest,
with no light reaching in.

Marshes, swampland...
vermin all over.

She was all alone.
In front of life.

And she looked in the eyes of animals
for the light of mind,

that would announce the end
of her loneliness. And then...

the first humans arrived,

monsters, crooked,

bowlegged with slanted foreheads.

She took them by her hand,
and led them into the caves,

away from wild animals,
frost and storms.

And she saw them grow up,

becoming more and more beautiful,

but also...
more and more clever.

So...

she left them.

"She left them"? Why'?

Because she wanted more
than just life.

What'?

Eternity.

And since then... '?

"Since then"?
She is still beautiful.

She loves the woods,
the ponds,

and she just plays around
with the seasons.

Simply like a wild animal.

The Wyvern.

Arséne, watch out.

Why are you crying, Emilia'?
You didn't even know the twins.

- But they were my brothers-in-law.
- So what'?

- Don't wipe off your tears.
- Why not'?

So people see that
we're loyal to our dead.

Nothing should be spoiled.
Go and show yourself.

Admittedly, brothers,

it's easy to celebrate
the return of our heroes.

After this too brief ceremony,

I would like, once again,
to warn you

against a more dangerous enemy
than the one we have just annihilated:

the devil, brothers.

I've just seen him come back here

in your own little village:
the old and dangerous belief.

However, God easily
recognises his own.

He created us as humans,
not as wild animals.

Let us behave like humans.

Let us recite ten rosaries

so the temptation to sin
leaves our sick minds.

This is my last one.

You know, Holy Mary,
he's my last one.

You can leave him to me
a little longer.

Hail, Mary full of grace.

The Lord is with you.

You are the blessed among women.

Jesus, the fruit of your womb,
is blessed.

Virgin Mary, why did your son
make men so beautiful'?

I'll never have enough time
to have them all.

Not even to keep them,
just to taste them a little.

This little priest for example,
lend him to me once or twice.

What do you care'?
You have so many of them.

Ain't these little bastards cute'?

Thank you in advance,
Holy Marie.

I don't complain,

but I would love it if you could
give me a bit more bum.

He'd like to have a bit more
in his hands.

You know how it is,
Virgin Mary.

The Lord is with you, you are blessed
and you have so beautiful breasts.

I didn't want to keep it.

What do you say'?

I wanted to see you,
not the diamond.

- You're scared'?
- Yes.

Where are you from'?

From the Muselier farm.

Swamps... I passed through there
60 years ago.

- Really'?
- Yes.

I didn't want to
keep the diamond.

So why did you came here'?

I don't know yet.

Don't be afraid.

- What's your name'?
- Arséne.

I'd like to know how
you taste, Arséne.

Really?

Are you still afraid?

No.

Leave it Urbain.
This is not a work for you.

Get off.

I don't wanna see you
you break a leg.

Get off.

C'mon, have a rest.

Get down and replace him.

You've worked too much.

You're in the fields since 4pm,

in this heat.

You're like me, Urbain.

You're not in your 20s anymore.

When you get to a certain age,
even if you want it,

you can't work as before.

Sooner or later
there'll be an accident.

You must stop, Urbain.

It'll be as you wish, Louise.

You've always done
what I wanted, Urbain.

Let me thank you for it.

One night,

long 2190,

I came here.

You were sleeping.

I knew it, Louise.

You know it'?

I resisted.

I left again on tiptoe.

It was better this way, Louise.

And all these years...

It's good.

Yes. It's better.

I'll leave in October, ma'am.

Men are dirty, aren't they'?

Forever'?

Yes.

What are they looking for'?

Their real self.

And do they find it'?

Sometimes.

Does it help them somehow'?

Don't talk anymore.

You are a frog again.

Listen.

You're asked to come
to the hospital tomorrow.

It's market day.
You can take the truck.

I wonder which slut he spends
his nights with, to get such a face'?

- Do you know'?
- No, ma'am.

My God, how you stupid are.

You do know him. Brachard,
a little fat one, from the 17th.

What are these women doing'?

They line up to get
a wedding ticket.

- A what'?
- A wedding ticket.

A train with war invalids
arrives at noon.

It's like this all over France.

Girls or widows get a paper that
entitles them to marry a cripple.

They can't choose the condition.

100% disability, it's worth it.

Pieces of male meat are
rated highly this year.

What did they say
in the hospital'?

Huh'?
Okay, it's okay.

See that brat, she reminds me of
that old bastard major in the 41st.

The one who had
that funny accent.

He was so funny.

“-You still suffer from insomnia?
- I don't remember in the morning.

"- Do you sometimes faint'?
- No.

"You get dizzy sometimes?

"- At daytime'?
- Yes. At work for instance.

"- Do you understand'?
- What'?

"- Do you often have blanks like this?
- How so, ma'am'?

"Call me Doctor. Since your injury,
you don't feel alive anymore.

"In modern medicine
this is called:

"Chronic dizziness.

"Don't worry, it's just
the piece of iron

"in your head that moves. "

Arsene...
have you seen the Robidet'?

- No, why.
- She is gone.

- The Robidet left?
- Left, I've told you.

Hi.

I don't understand it.

We were sitting there,

at this same table here.

She said she was thirsty,
so...

She was here.

Suddenly she got up and said
"I'll be back soon".

- Her glass wasn't even empty.
- Did you check all the bars'?

That's what concerns me.
She's nowhere.

She won't come back.

What'?

You might think the Robidet
is nobody'? I won't answer that.

- You'll find her at the train station.
- No. She'll never come back.

I could tell you a lot
about that.

Men make war.
Women have other things in mind.

(inaudible)

I beat her up, the Robidet,
not only once.

In the beginning
you think this is love,

this and to empty your...
and precisely, it's not that.

It's here, eh.
And then there.

It happens in there,
and nowhere else.

What'?

She won't come back.

That woman is too good for me,

too smart.

I'll rather go home.

And dig for the dead.

Can you give me a lift
with your wagon'?

Give some water to the horse.
It'll save me some time.

It's in there it happens.

And nowhere else.

Those two also,
together with the rest.

This one too, we'll take it.

I'll come and get them later.

It's there it happens.
There and nowhere else.

You're so pretty.

What'?

You're like the Robidet.

Women like her
you only meet once.

What'?

Women like her are made
for a prefect's bed.

Made for a prefect.

In there and nowhere else
it happens.

Hello miss.

Are you getting married, Arséne'?

No. They're gifts for
them at home.

- The doll is for Belette.
- The crazy one'?

Yes.

- Does she still play with dolls'?
- Yes.

- The hat is for the Wyvern.
- For whom'?

Louise, my cousin. She'll
marry a hairdresser.

She's right. The streets aren't
crowded with men.

What's got into you'?

Something wrong'?

Wait.

I think maybe the Robidet is
waiting for me at home.

I'll pass by Jacques Riaux.

Tell me, you haven't seen
the Robidet, perhaps?

No my boy. I only saw a sow with
her mouth full of shit passing by.

But it was a four-legged sow.

Requiem,
aren't you a public employee'?

Do we have the right to build
a house on communal ground'?

Yes, it's your right.

As long as it's done between
sunset and sunrise.

Do you want to build a house'?

- It's not for me, for old Urbain.
- Really'?

My mother's dismissing him.

I've already talked to the carpenter.
I'll start tomorrow.

Is your head okay'?

Cut that crap. My head
is perfectly fine.

What's wrong with you all'?

Go home.
You're a pain in the ass.

No, honestly, Arséne.

What do you think
about the Robidet'?

What I think...

She is a unique woman,
unrivalled worldwide.

She's just a wonderful woman,
the Robidet.

That's what I think.

Well, Arséne...

If you die before me
as they say it everywhere,

I'll dig you a grave
like no one else had.

I'm tellin' you!

And concerning
the Wyvern's stone...

If I manage to grab it,
we'll share half and half.

I'll pass by Jacques Riaux.

Straight ahead.

Ho!

I know you don't like this place.

I like it.

I used to come here
when I was a kid.

In summer, it smelled good.

It was cool.

I liked it.

I watched the girls on Sundays.

That was good.

My mother told me about you
for the first time here.

After mass.

- Really'?
- Yes.

She said:

"The Wyvern,

"I wouldn't want to be her,
God, no.

"A girl who doesn't die
can't be envied.

"When you want to do something,

"if you can't see the end,
it's as if you'd do nothing. "

When she was knitting socks,
she used to say:

"Life is like a piece of knitting.

"To find the way we
must think about the end

"and keep things tidy.

"Pain, pleasure...

"All things that happen
day after day.

"Like building bricks,

"that help support the walls

"until the end. "

Which walls?

The walls that support life.

You start to annoy me, Arséne.

And it's cold in here.

You think like a petty mortal
condemned to death.

What do you want to do'?

Introduce me to your mother'?

I don't knit socks.

When your skeleton has
long since turned to dust,

I'll still swim in the ponds.

The memory of you won't mean more
than a ripple on the water.

And if I were a real woman,
after all,

like the others,

a crazy little rabbit thief.

But free, Arséne.

Free as none of you who can
imagine one can be.

You are just like butterflies
stuck in your principles,

your slaughters.

Go on, courage, continue.

You still have to die properly.

To die properly, Arséne.

- So why are you digging there'?
- Listen.

Before doing anything,
it is necessary to consider it.

I put myself there,

because my head told me so.

From there I'll look...
I'll have a view...

over one kilometre.

Now I suppose the Wyvern

manages to pass
through Jacques Riaux's.

I'll see her going down.

She puts down the stone. I wait till
she jumps into the water, and...

I jump on the stone.

Then, the snakes are coming.

I cast the net.
That's to delay them,

and jump into my hole
with the lid on top.

Now you'll ask
"what will you do with the money?"

First the costume.

A black coat, sleeves,
collar, tie, a golden chain

and a golden pince-nez.

- Don't you have good eyesight'?
- Anyway.

Once dressed, I'll buy a big blue car
with a cigar shaped rear end,

and here I'm on the road.

- I arrive at the castle.
- Which castle?

Her castle, idiot.

The Robidet's.
Her parents', if you prefer.

Well, I arrive at the castle,
I stop my car, and I honk.

The parents go to the window.
"Who is it?"

"The Count of Requiem. "

They welcome me politely
and offer me wine.

But I say: "No, I don't drink.
Just a glass of water please. "

What'?

To be on the safe side I'll have
a couple of bottles hidden in my car

but still...

So the parents
see at once who I am.

Now they are interested.

"It seems you have a daughter
who's yet to marry. "

"Oh yes, the Robidet,
our daughter... "

"She's soon 50 years old
and she's very sad. "

"Well, it's bad timing but
in fact, I have an idea. "

Then, after less than a month, you'll
see the both of us coming back...

on the pond in a boat with flowers...

married...

before the priest
and then the mayor.

And that's it.

Oh well...

Wait a moment...
And if I found the stone'?

Cut the crap and let me dig.

What are you doing here'?

Requiem is sick.
I replace him.

- You know what they say about you'?
- Yes.

Arsene, get out of there.
I must talk to you.

What do you want, priest'?

Do you want me to confess,
you too'?

- Arséne...
- Okay, let's go.

- Sit down.
- I killed a man, priest.

A man, from the village?

No. A tall one with blue eyes.
A German.

- A German'? In the war'?
- Yes, in the war.

- Have you been in the war'?
- Yes.

- You're unable to forget it'?
- No.

Can you'?

Wait, it's not over.

I had sex with the Wyvern. That means
with the devil, several times.

Now go away. I've work to do.

- I also have to built my church.
- Your church'?

Yes, tonight,
between sunset and sunrise.

My church.

Get it'? I've a lot of work to do.

- Arséne!
- Go away!

- Arséne!
- Go away!

Go away I said!

Arséne!

Remember, priest:
we still have to die properly!

Die properly!

Die properly...

What's going on here'?

Arséne!

- What are you doing'?
- As you see I'm building a house.

A house'?

- On my communal ground'?
- Yes.

If built between sunset and sunrise
it is allowed on communal ground.

It's still day,
but the sun has set.

- A house for whom'? For you'?
- No.

For him.

You'll never get ready all alone.

I'm not alone. Look.

We are coming...!

Arséne, do you need help'?

You bet.

C'mon, hurry UP!

We've to make it before sunrise.

Alright.

Renaud, run to the house
and bring back...

Yes Dad.

Hey there, move a little.

He'll set fire on the village.
Just wait.

They're all alike,
those who come back.

They want us to
to pay for something.

But what, they don't
even know themselves.

- Belette!
- What'?

7 times 15?

I don't have time.

Stay!

It's enough that your whore of
a sister is hanging out there.

It's heavier than three priests.

As long as you got your hands full
we have nothing to worry about.

C'mon Arséne.

Nails, give me the nails.

Come with me to the barn.
We'll soon miss some wood.

- Yes, Germaine...
- Renaud...

- Yes, Dad'?
- Get going.

- Look after the fire, dammit.
- We're freezing here.

Lazy bastards!

Guys, I have an extra 60' piece.
Who wants it'?

Give it to Germaine.
She'll know what to do with it.

- Arséne!
- What's up'?

- What happened'? Are you hurt'?
- Leave him. It's exhaustion.

- Want someone to replace you'?
- What's going on'?

What's the matter with you'?
Come on, get to work.

Q“
mm!

Get to work.

Come on, get to work.

- Marcel'?
- Yes.

- What time is it'?
- Twenty past eleven.

Belette! Make light for us.
We can't see anything here.

Grab it. I'll get the others.

Here Germaine, take this one.

- Raymond...
- Yes'?

Wait a moment.

Move over.

Level it out like this, you see'?

Urbain, don't play with that,
go sit down.

Belette, bring them here.
We need to see more clearly.

Arséne...

I'll bring back Requiem's cart.

Belette...

Belette, wake up.

Bring back the lights.

Here's your key.

Now you are at home.

I'll ask Mom to give you
a small piece of land.

You'll have to plow, sow.
You're your own boss now.

You've got many years
ahead of you.

C'mon.

Why are you doing all this?

You know very well.

- Good bye, Urbain.
- Wait.

Take it.

It is my father's scythe.
It's for you.

Thank you.

Let's go, huh'?

No. You're not pretty enough.

I can make women come
but you're not pretty enough.

And that'?

Not bad, but when one has seen hers,
others' look rather like beets.

She had two white pigeons
in her bodice.

If you haven't seen them,
you cannot know.

I'm not saying this for you.
Everyone has his own nature.

The Robidet was politeness itself.

First, she had a way of looking
at me, I won't tell you where...

I understood right away.

Come one, let's go'?

No, no, you're very kind
Germaine, but...

You must understand.
I've been loved by a princess.

You feel it when
someone is highborn.

Now she's gone,
back in her castle.

You're drunk.

Got you, I don't drink anymore.

When I think about it, I see her
walking in the castle's park...

with her pet dogs,
all the time thinking of me.

It's tough.

I'm just a gravedigger after all.

It's too late.
I've no more time.

What can you do about it'?

When you're used to brioche,
you can't go back to simple bread.

What a night, Germaine!

- I'm knackered, aren't you'?
- No, not me.

There's a thunderstorm coming.

Urbain is happy with his house.

We're all happy-

How's Amélie'?

Your daughter'?

I leave herto you.
She's really too stupid.

She's too stupid, you know.

I've to go home.
The animals are alone.

Don't worry about the harvest,
we have neighbours.

Too much sun, that's all.
Just a little too much sun.

She's attacking the cattle now.
This is the third one.

Besides the 2 cows
at Bonvaleau's.

Always the same injury,
an adder bite in the ear.

What's your opinion, teacher'?

You want to know
what will happen, Mayor'?

As usual the priest
will take advantage of it,

and we'll have a nice procession.

A procession'? In my commune'?

Never!

Belette...

Belette'?

Arséne!

Arséne!

"A hen on a wall
pecking some dry bread

"Pecky, peckay

"Raises her tail
Then goes away"

No! Don't touch it!

No! Don't touch it!

Don't touch it!

Don't touch it!

Leave it.

Leave it

Leave it!

Three times twelve'?