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ALEXANDER

Pierrot!

Pierrot!

Alexandre!

Alexandre!

Alexandre!

- No. - No? - No!

Good morning.

Good morning.

Hello Mummy, hello Daddy.

- Good morning Alexandre. - Good morning.

- Did you sleep well Alexandre? - Yes he did!

Alexandre, my darling, this morning you have to...

Rinse the barrels, sort out the beetroots milk the cow...

Get the tractor out, take the binder mower in...

...Put away the firewood, handpick the carrots, hoe the strawberry plants...

...Replant the greens and move the sacks up to the attic.

- Then... - Then, we'll see...

Alexandre!

Strong as an Ox, that guy is.

My darling Alexandre!

Alexandre!

- Hi Alexandre! - Hi.

Always on my back...

Now is not the time, but...

...Just wait till the moment comes.

Always on my back, yes.

- Hi! - Hi!

Hi, Alexandre!

Go ahead, lil' Paturaux, shoot!

Huh?

On patrol? You brought him to heel, didn't you?

Don't you worry about my laZy man.

What, no more knocks?

I said hush!

Are you quite finished?

Alexandre!

Your puppy has arrived.

- No kidding! - Yes, Louise has children now.

- And Mom bought us a little sister too. - She didn't, we did!

- Hi, how are you? - Hey, is it raining babies here or what?

A beautiful 8 pound daughter and seven puppies.

- And who's responsable? - The big black one over at fouchet.

- No, it's Kiki over ther by the mill. - Kiki? No way!

I'm sure it was Kiki!

Welcome to the nativity scene.

Hey Louise, you live an easy life.

- Hello, Angele. - Hello, Alexandre.

- Is the landlady alright? - She's got the knack of it, it's the tenth time.

If the father is the one from the Jouet farm, you'll get the strongest one.

What about your daughter?

- Same as the other ones? - Too early to tell yet.

I spotted one that looks promising.

This small one here.

Hand him to me.

Hand him to me.

- Wanna know something? - What?

He doesn't look like a fathead.

I think he'll be alright.

The Jouet's dog, what a mutt.

- I'll get him a collar. - Ah, he's too young.

With my name on it: "Alexandre Gartempe."

"Farmer."

- She's a cutie too. - When will you have one with your tall Mrs?

My tall one...

How many poles did you knock this morning?

847.

Holy cow!

Let that be a lesson! Go do your homework.

- Angele, are you too tired? - I'm fine.

Look at him!

Fresh as a daisy! Come on, help me with my wardrobe.

She's calling me!

Alexandre!

- What about my wardrobe? - See you.

I'll get to it tomorrow!

Come on kids, give me a hand!

No...

- No? - No.

The Sanguins just had a daughter.

Yet again? That's all they're good at.

And their Louise had puppies.

Cute little puppies.

Good evening.

Mr. Tondeur this is your fifth week

on our show "Banco",

Playing for a priZe of 50,000 francs.

In the past weeks, you've astonished our audience

with your amaZing knowledge of birdlife.

- Tonight, the stakes are very high. - Indeed!

So you understand; the questions will get very hard.

- Are you ready? - Yes, I am.

- So what do you say? - I say, hello mister Bellemarre!

- No. You say... - Banco!

First series of questions.

These are photos of 3 European birds

You'll have a small amount of time to give us their common names

And their scientific names, in Latin.

Let's go.

Easy!

Eagle owl, Bubo bubo.

- Bubo bubo? - Yes, Bubo bubo.

- Eagle owl, Bubo bubo. - You'll see, Bubo bubo!

2nd question.

- This is a tree pipit. - Tree pipit.

Anthus Campestris.

No, Trivialis.

3rd question.

Well, answer Tondeur!

Common Chiffchaff.

Common Chiffchaff.

Common Chiffchaff.

Phylloscopus Collybita.

Phylloscopus Collybita.

If it wasn't for me...

2nd series of questions.

These are 3 birdsongs, you'll have to name which bird sings them.

Ready?

- Banco! - First song.

May I hear it again?

Yes I too have to hear it again...

- I've no idea. - Nor have I.

- Maybe the Carpodacus rubicilla. - No, the Carpodacus rubicilla goes...

Or maybe a boreal bhiffbhaff.

No way, he doesn't sing!

I've got it! It's a Common Crossbill!

Who would've won tonight on the TV?

And who's going to start up the pump?

It's my Common Crossbill.

Alexandre...

In the name of the devil, what the...

Get out of here!

Hey, you almost bit me!

Would you look at that!

Alexandre!

Your dog!

He's weaned for 15 days now!

No time, the tall one wants me to...

What about it? I'm not a dog nanny, you know.

That makes the third pair of slippers!

Tomorrow, Sanguin!

Same goes for the wardrobe! It's been 2 months!

I can't... the tall one... I'll drop by tomorrow!

Big old wimp!

You're on watch from now on.

Citroen, 864 GA28.

75 km/h, good looking girl at the wheel.

Here she goes.

- Red citroen, you said? - Yes.

854 GA 28.

- Good looking girl driver. - Correct.

Dear Miss?

- I was doing 40 km/h. - No.

- Rather you went 75. - Who said that?

My colleague.

- Officer, i was going at 40. - Liar, liar pants on fire.

- That's a clever system. - It's quite modern; no one escapes us.

Wake up, Alexandre.

Don't daydream. Focus on the work at hand.

Alexandre, do you copy?

Do you hear me, Dear?

I receive you.

This morning: Hoe the beanstalks, flip over the pumpkins, then...

Head to the farming cooperative to get some fertiliZer.

Then, plow the big field over at the maison neuve.

No! Don't stop...

...to gaZe at the river.

Nor stop by the pool table.

No, Alexandre...

Alexandre, do you copy?

I receive you.

- Beanstalks finished? - Yes.

So, go flip over the pumpkins.

First road on your right.

Stop!

Are you there?

- Yes. - Flip every other pumpkin over.

Call me back in one hour. Over and out.

Kisses.

All done.

Nice work. Head to the co-op.

On your left.

- I know a shortcut. - Do as i say my sweet.

First road on your left.

- Are you sure? - I said: first road on your left.

Ok then.

Stop, my mistake! Should have said "right".

I had a hunch.

Alexandre... Do you copy?

Alexandre!

I receive you.

Once you're done washing the tractor,

Prime the pump, put away the haystacks,

I'm waiting for you.

Hurry.

Over and out.

I won!

Make it 2 more!

127.

You've been playing on your own for an hour now.

I'm not going to lose just to please you.

- Not going to make it... - Too short.

128.

150.

Tell us when you're done.

You fucked it up, Alexandre.

- My turn. - Wait for it!

Go on, go on.

- Nice weather, no? - Yes, quite nice.

- And... - What?

- The pumpkins. - What about them?

They are "Early giants from St Petersburg".

Huh? I didn't notice.

The "Early giants from St Petersburg" don't wait.

Today, they'll have to.

The pool table will have to wait today.

Are you joking? I'm going to play in the band.

- They'll play without you. - Impossible.

I do a solo on " Love finch under the bower"

I do the finch.

You'll be the finch some other day.

- You're gonna make me harvest some Russian pumpkins today? - Spot on.

Today's the fair!

The pumpkins fair!

May she choke on her pumpkins!

Shit!

Dirty bitch!

- Here you are, a promise is a promise. - Thank you.

- Will Alexandre be coming over? - The poor thing has work to do.

Alexandre,

Do you copy?

Do you copy?

- I receive you. - Hurry up, storm clouds are brewing.

Storm clouds are brewing! I'll show you another storm brewing!

I mean REALLY brewing.

I won't be pushed around like that!

I give in, I give in; but someday I'll stop giving in.

Slave driver! Well fuck you, do you hear?

Fuck you!

I can't believe this!

Pumpkins on countryfair day!

Now is not the time but just wait for it.

Sooner or later, I'm going to snap!

Always on the lookout, on patrol, my dear Alexandre,

My sweet Alexandre.

Do this, and don't do that!

Just whistle and I'm over here,

Or other there. Not even a moment to piss.

You wanna know something:

You married me because I was the strongest one around.

How convenient to have a strong husband.

Just as the honeymoon was over, all the employees were sacked.

Pumpkins on countryfair day!

What the devil do I care about the "Best farmer of the year" award!

Farm dictator, agricultural chieftain!

Alexandre has had it up to here!

Up to here!

Fed up!

Fed up to the back teeth!

Pumpkins on countryfair day! I'm asking you!

A limit has to be drawn!

You push me around, You hammer me down, you suck the air out of me.

Pumpkins on countryfair day! I'll blow up your big pumpkinhead!

Hot day, isn't it?

Piping hot.

Hot as hell!

Sanguin, I've come for the wardrobe.

Too late! It's been there for a year.

Now it's a chicken coop.

- And a nice one too. - It had to be of some kind of use.

Besides, it's modern.

What about my dog?

Your bloody dog! See for yourself!

- He's gained some weight! - Well I wetnursed him myself!

And your tall one?

- And your wife? - She's ok, a bit ill lately.

- I told her, all of it. - So?

So now she knows. Hello, Verglandier.

Well, go for it, take it.

He loves you so much, that dog.

- Almost a pedigree. - I know but...

The collar with your name of it doesn't mean much, does it?

Don't talk like that, Sanguin!

- Isn't he the son of the Jouet's mutt? - Yes! The strongest of the litter.

- I can't keep him forever! - The timing is awkward after the pumpkin thing.

- But soon... - You've been saying that for over a year now!

You've got no balls!

Sanguin, watch your mouth.

- I repeat: "You've got no..." - Not in front of the children.

They say worse things! I don't take it back.

Not even brave enough to have his own dog.

Like I said, you have no b...

I'll take him.

He'll make a nice hunting dog.

- Make my dog hunt? Are you craZy? - YOUR dog?

Well take him then, YOUR dog!

Bring him home, YOUR dog!

Not one slipper left in the whole house!

Have you seen my daughter's doll?

I'll visit you every Sunday.

You're gonna ride 30 km just to see a dog? Go on, take him!

Go on, fetch!

Fetch!

Up!

Sit!

Lie down!

Good... Nearly there.

Now the big trick.

Still!

Still!

Come here! Heel!

Heel!

But that's my doggie...

What do you say?

What? You took the bus?

Quiet...

Back pain...

What's this?

My dog.

I've told you before:

No dogs in this house.

Don't you ever do this again.

Never again!

Sorry.

I'll glue it back.

Fine.

You'll feed him.

Go on, eat...

Not in the bedroom.

- He has to sleep somewhere. - Yes; but not in the bedroom.

Here.

I'll explain.

No, no!

Here.

Don't cause any trouble please.

Stay still, my dog.

Stay still!

Stay still.

What the...? No, Alexandre!

It's either him or me.

Here.

What have you done now!

What's the meaning of this? Will you come here?

- No... - Alright.

Alexandre, did you look at your work schedule?

Your work schedule.

Today: Milk the cow, put away the corn, reap the alfalfa, hoe the beetroots...

Stop moving around, it's annoying.

Always around me. Always sniffing,

Poking me with your nose, always on the lookout.

If I move you make circles, if I stop, you point

Stop moving; I'm tired, I tell you.

You have to giggle too, run everywhere.

What's the matter with them all?

We have all the time in the world.

One has to take his time.

One has to make the time to take one's time.

You understand?

Look at them.

Would you look at them.

Running from one field's corner to the next.

Running after what?

Come nightfall, they're as good as dead. They go to bed tired

And awake even more tired.

And it goes on. And it never stops going on staying the same.

After a while... I don't know...

There has to be something else.

Say, dog,

I've heard some guys are doing forced labor.

I know all about forced labor. And I haven't done a thing wrong.

Don't move so much, it's annoying!

And you act like someone I know.

Say...

Have you looked at a carrot flower before?

Here...

Look at that.

You see?

That's living.

Hey, I fancy rolling up a fag.

Rolling it up on my own.

And taking my time to do so.

Then take my time smoking it.

Taking the time to enjoy it.

And taking the time...

Alexandre!

Alexandre!

Couldn't you go any faster?

Hey, that's tough.

Hurry it up, we're going to be late.

Poor Thomas, we don't amount to much in this world!

- He was 86 after all. - Yeah.

No, there!

Leaving us like this, in the middle of the harvest!

At least, old Thomas

gets some rest.

Alexandre, darling, don't fall asleep on the job!

Enough is enough...

Soon, enough will be enough...

TO MY WIFE

- Where can I find the Bouillot grocery store? - On your right, Miss.

Poor Alexandre.

It's very sad.

My poor Alexandre!

So it is...

- What are you going to do now? - Me? Nothing.

- You're on your own now. - Yes.

- What's to become of you? - Nothing.

- You still have your dog. - Yes.

- What will the both of you do? - Us?

Nothing.

Indeed...

Me? Nothing.

Indeed...

Me, nothing.

Nothing at all.

Don't move.

Now is the time...

Alexandre!

Alexandre!

Alexandre!

What's he up to?

It's been 3 days.

- You don't think he'd...? - Don't be stupid, he went to the "Three Buttocks" whorehouse.

And I'm telling you he's sleeping off his hangover.

He doesn't hold his liquor, that man!

We'll see. 3 days already.

My man!

- You alright? - I'm sleepy.

You've been sleeping for 3 days.

Precisely.

Now is the time for it. I'll make up for it, no doubt; good day.

No, what, you too!?

- You can't stay like this. - Yes I can.

- In your bed? - Yes.

- What about your work? - I don't give a damn!

- What about your land? - Same as me, it'll recover.

- Are you mad? - I'm tired; for 10 years i've been tired.

I'm telling you I'm making up for it. Good day!

- He's messed up, 3 days in a row will do that... - It's a hangover!

- Never saw such foolishness. - Pansan's son,

When the wife passed away, he was messed up.

- No. - Yes.

Hush, for I...

Get him out of bed?

Be careful, I don't know my own strength! I'll take you by the ears, I will...

Alexandre...

No more orders to follow but my own, and I'm ordering myself to sleep!

As much as I like!

Get out of here!

And without any noise!

And close the goddamned door!

Today: Sleep, Tomorrow: Sleep SLEEP SLEEP

- We can't let him stay in bed. - What do you care, he's a free man.

- I can't say I disagree with him. - Same with me! I'm exhausted.

- So go to bed. - I'll go when I please.

Don't you give me orders.

- I'm the elder of us. - So, make room for the youth!

- And I'm a family man. - Goes to show you, you're going to bed too, often.

Hey!

You there!

This is enough!

I've asked you to be quiet.

Does one have to make noise to get some silence?

Go move about somewhere else, I'm tired.

I'm taking a break. I'm on holidays.

- He's got a gun. - He shoots on sight.

Hide!

My father saw him.

- What's he doing? - Nothing, he's resting.

- My father saw him too. - No way, nobody's seen him since.

- Is it true he ate his dog? - Yes, roasted with chestnuts.

- Liar. - Yes.

Go on Binot, go have a look!

- You go. - Binot is a chicken!

Alexandre!

- She pricked her finger and slept one hundred years. - One hundred years?

- You're joking? - No, I read it in a book.

- Did Alexandre prick his finger? - Yes.

- He'll sleep one hundred years? - No, because Prince Charming told him...

Wake up!

Have you ever seen such a laZy girl?

Snap out of it!

Alright!

Button up your shirt.

Remember: "If you doZe off, you'll spill your basket".

What do I care, I have no basket.

Tighten your skirt!

Always showing off.

Did you clean the bedrooms?

Scrub the wooden floors?

No.

But I thought about it.

When will you wash the dishes, peel the potatoes?

- Good morning - Hello, Mrs. Boisseau.

Agatha, take care of Mrs. Boisseau.

- What will it be? - It's all written down.

- You're gonna eat all that! Gee! - "Gee..."

Mind your own business.

- Anything new, still nothing?

- Can you believe it? - It's been 2 months.

- Can you believe it? - Who would've thought?

You have to hear it to believe it. 2 months!

- So? - So, 2 months in bed.

- What's he doing? - Nothing; he just sleeps.

- Who does? - You, stupid.

Be quiet, here he comes!

- Everyday, he comes. - What a disgrace, 2 months.

Quiet.

He might give him a report.

Hello doggie!

"4 cans of tunafish "

Everyday, tunafish!

Tunafish, tunafish

Ham...

How many slices?

Just had to say so.

- He found a stack of banknotes in the cupboard. - Between the sheets.

- How do you know? - Not in front of him.

- 7,80 for the dog. - 20; make it 8 and 2 make it 10.

There you go.

See you tomorrow.

Goodbye doggie!

- 2 months! - Can you believe it?

- What can he be doing? - Nothing, he sleeps.

- Who does? - Someone as laZy as you.

You would make one happy couple!

- And the dog takes care of everything? - Everything, a real handmaid.

He sleeps...

Like i say: "Idle hands are the devil's playground".

2 months...

2,25 francs.

What?

2,10 francs.

- You should talk to him, Sanguin. - What can I say?

He has the gun.

He'll catch an illness.

A little rest never hurt anyone.

A little rest? 2 months! What about his land?

He told you: it'll recover. I agree with him.

You road-menders, all the same, pavement sluggards.

I've been breaking my back for 40 years on country roads.

- I understand Alexandre. - So, go to bed too.

You don't have to say that to me twice.

Go to bed, you and your Mickey Mouse theories.

Ok, I'm going

He won't do it.

Old Lamendin Says he's going to bed.

He said "I'm on holidays, long live Alexandre".

Quiet!

Hello doggie!

It can't go on. I'll write him a note and put it in his basket

Sorry, no small left. How about large ones?

"Alexandre", no, "Dear Alexandre..."

- "My dear good Alexandre". - Ok.

- "It's been 3 months..." - He knows that.

- Don't interrupt! - Ok, i'm going to bed.

Stop fooling around!

So, "It's been 2 months".

"The longer it lasts, the harder it is on you..."

- "And on the others". - And why is that?

Why? What do I know?

Because a man who doesn't work...

- That's immoral. - So, to slave away like we do, that's moral?

Is that your anwer? Off to bed for me!

Stuff you and your morals!

Was it moral for his tall wife to boss him around?

Was it moral for him to hammer away like a workhorse?

Did you have anything to say about that? You said nothing, and let his manhood wither away.

And now it's all about "moral"!

You're nothing but a clergyman, Sanguin!

Careful what you say.

- A clergyman. - Well, prepare to be blessed then.

If Alexandre could see us now...

Can I give you a ride?

Don't sleep when you own 300 acres!

Hey, doggie!

Agatha!

What was that?

I don't believe you.

Aren't you exaggerating a bit?

There's no room for debate, you're always right.

Go and get me some pepper instead.

Pepper.

Well? Can't you find it?

He found it.

Thank you, my dog.

Easy now...

What's this?

What is this?

Who put the pear in the basket?

You're hiding something from me.

There!

And now... here we go...

It's time for a little nap.

Would you like that?

"Loving riffraff under the bower", bucolic fantasy.

Yes, you're right! D flat.

Seen the homework for tomorrow? Geography, spelling

Fractions, and gymastics to top it all.

Tomorrow i'm staying in bed. Down with school!

- What'll your father say? - Nothing if we all do the same.

- Yes, gang, let's follow Alexandre. - Yeah, tomorrow we'll all stay in bed.

- My father won't have it. - Just pretend your tonsils hurt.

- Tomorrow we hit the sack! - We won't get up!

Like Alexandre!

Don't tell me you all have tonsilitis?

Yes, daddy.

- All of you, at once? - Yes, daddy.

- Are you pulling my leg? - Yes, daddy.

No, daddy!

He has tonsilitis.

What, him too? Pinton!

- How's your son? - Not so well.

Tonsilitis!

Alexandre!

- What did he do? - It's your friend Sanguin speaking.

- We're in deep trouble. - See what it's about.

Things can't go on like this, this is spreading like wildfire.

Alexandre, do it for us,

for Fierbois, for the district,

- For setting a good example... - Don't shout, you'll break it.

Alexandre; stand up and walk!

Told you so.

It's all over?

Perfect.

I'm going.

I'll talk to him.

Careful, he's got a gun.

- I fought in Indochina. - You were a cook.

Yeah, but I saw how they fought. I'm going.

Colibert!

I would go but I'm a family man; can't take any chances.

Don't you worry, he won't get me.

Take cover.

Take cover.

Don't act foolish.

Mother!

Mother!

Don't you worry about your sonny boy, I'll be alright.

Farewell, mother.

Guys... if ever...

Here, Sanguin,

give my keychain to your kids.

and you, Fringale, old friend,

my last cigarettes.

Spare me a thought.

- So, are you going or not? - Yeah...

Come on, my lad!

Come on, my lad!

Go on!

Up the stairs!

It's ok.

Come already!

Up I tell you.

Come!

Come on!

What're you doing here?

- I came to talk. - Well, sit down.

- Here goes... - Here.

Cigarette?

Not his, not yet.

Sorry.

- You understand? - Sure...

Here he comes!

So, Colibert?

Well?

We talked.

I talked to him, I got it.

I give up.

I'm going to bed.

There's no way around it, he has to get up.

That man is a real menace.

No!

Can't I sleep 2 months in peace!

Why, the riffraff is a bit out of tune.

Keep it up.

Louder!

Louder!

Louder!

Louder!

It's quarter to 3, and we've played the whole repertoire.

Start it all over again.

All night long?

- Can you believe it? - Yes.

- And my husband's stuck in bed. - Serves him right.

- Things will go on getting worse, before they get better.

Take care of your business.

Always sleepy, except for your mouth.

Why!

Here comes the resistance.

Well?

Still holding up.

Such iron will!

Not only is he holding up, but the list goes on.

6 band players are now in bed.

We're the last men standing, we'll carry it on.

- You're with me? - All for one, and one for all.

- "The fewer the better". - Mind your own business.

We'll start the embargo.

- Embargo, is that contagious? - It's a blockade!

- As the English did to Napolean. - What do the English have to do with this?

No bread, no meat, nothing from the store. He'll have to get up to eat.

- Ah, an embargo on him. - Correct.

A shame, preventing people from sleeping.

"He who sleeps forgets his hunger".

I predict in 8 days the hunger will force him up.

- I know him well. - Careful!

Blockade!

Napoleon! Lock the door!

NO BREAD TODAY

- Smells like omelette! - And fried potatoes.

- All goes well? - Yeah, he's eating an omelette.

- What? - We didn't see it.

But we smelt it.

- In the name of...! - He had some food in stock.

Changing of the guards, go have some rest.

Pinton!

- What's on your mind? - Him.

Pinton...

Making omelettes.

Sleeping.

Resting. Easy living!

I too will make an omelette and cop a nod.

Why should we bother him, he's a free man.

- Stop it... - 3 days of hustle and bustle

The watch, the band, no sleep,

Soaked to the skin.

3 days, we've been watching a sleeping guy.

But we don't get to sleep; I've had it up to here!

I'm going to bed, and then you'll see!

Long live Alexandre! And omelettes with potatoes!

Pinton!

20 years of 5 hours sleep a night. I want to make up for it.

I want to stuff myself with sleep!

To bed, to kit!

It's the great day! Revolution!

Come back Pinton!

I'll burn his house down!

Hey, doggie!

Is someone there?

Yes.

A woman?

I didn't think they'd go that far.

May I come in?

No!

I'm naked.

I brought you lunch.

I don't need anything.

Tuna fish.

I hate tuna.

Also, I wanted to say that I think you are great.

What?

You're great.

Me?

Yes! I think you're awesome. Do you have a picture of yourself?

My picture?

Are you quite mad?

I'll leave the bag right here.

Good night, see you tomorrow.

Sleep well.

My name is Agatha, and my eyes are almost green.

Hear, hear, it is brought to the attention of citiZen

Alexandre Gartempe,

Farmer,

that in in light of the present events,

An extraordinary town council,

Will be held at 8 pm at the Fierbois town hall.

For the common good,

The aforementioned is to come in person..."

Ah shit!

Alexandre, old Pitois speaking here,

You're expected tonight at the town hall.

No way around it.

It's official, you have to come!

So: the kids,

The road-mender, Colibert,

the poor Pinton, the band,

It's an epidemic, Mr. mayor It's contagious, look.

- Hey, wake up! - Sorry.

- It's past 9 pm, I... - It's a damn mess!

This man is a plague.

He's here.

- Shall I let him in? - Wait!

What shall I say? He got up, maybe that's enough?

You're the mayor, you must talk to him.

Alright.

Let him in.

- I should let him in? - YES!

Francois...

"Mr. Mayor:

Thank you for the nice invitation

But I'm sorry to say I'm held up by my current occupation. "

He's taking the piss.

"My dog will tell you as much as I could have."

Well, sit down.

Sit down, gentlemen.

So.

What can we do?

He has to get up, to set an example.

- What if he won't? - We'll force him to.

Maybe the priest...

- It's a man's business, no robe needs be involved. - The police, then.

No, he's not a thief!

What do you propose?

I've run out of ideas.

It's beyond me.

The hell with it all, I want to take a stroll; forget about it.

I want to quit the council.

- To go to sleep. - Sanguin, old chap...

What I really want, is to go fishing,

Play pool all day long,

Lie down in the hay.

Did you ever take a close look at a carrot flower?

Sorry, but it's past 9 pm, I...

- What was he saying? - Who knows.

Alexandre has to get up?

Do you agree?

He agrees.

This concludes the evening's broadcast. Good night to all of our listeners.

He still hasn't come back from the council?

My dog!

What is it?

It's me.

Agatha.

With the almost green eyes?

Yes.

I brought you pineapples.

I hope I'm not waking you?

No.

No, I was about to fall asleep.

Are you still naked?

Yes... well, no.

I... I've got a nightgown on.

What about that picture?

You were serious?

I'll trade it for mine.

You look fine.

Thanks...

Wait.

That's you?

Sorry!

You look fine too.

Well, see you tomorrow.

No wait!

Yes?

Nothing.

My dog!

Where's my good dog?

Come on, heel!

Here, old chap!

Here, doggie!

My dog!

Hey, Sanguin!

Have you seen my dog?

Ho!

So you're up, then!

You lost him?

No, he escaped.

He'll come back, dogs don't get lost.

I knew it would work.

Now, he has to stay up.

My dog!

Here, my dog!

Maybe he's had it being stuck inside.

Animals need fresh air.

- You think so? - Of course, they need to run free.

- Like when you used to take him to the field. - I took him everywhere.

You know, Sanguin, I'm worried.

The other night, at the council, he seemed sad.

Never before were we so happy.

Alexandre; don't think about it.

- He'll come back. - If he does...

I'll get up!

- You'll get up? - Yes!

Alexandre!

He'll be able to run and skip, he'll see the world!

So, you're starting fresh?

If he comes back, yes.

- Everyday? - Everyday!

- Getting up and going out? - Yes!

- At dawn? - Yes!

- At the crack of dawn? - At the crack of dawn, I'll go fishing.

Fishing?

- And in the afternoon... - What?

- The pool parlour. - Pool?

- And in the evening... - The evening...

- To bed. - To bed.

What a life he'll live, that dog... Always out with me.

Come on, here, my dog!

I'll take care of you, we'll have a good time.

Come on, we'll make the time to have some good times.

You see?

You have to go deep to get them.

You leave the bait alone for a while...

but don't use any old thing.

You have to know their taste and what's their suppertime.

There.

Look dog. There's a hole over there.

Look.

No, there.

By the yellow leaf.

Right there.

Easy now...

He won't escape me.

You got that?

Give him time to get hooked.

He's tasting, he sucks on it, judges it...

A small tug to get him excited...

Very gently, you don't want to frighten him.

Look at that, it's a big one...

And, a flick of the wrist and there!

Don't be afraid!

Come look.

So, you got it?

And now for a little nap.

Your turn, big fellow.

There.

Your turn.

Good lord!

Good lord!

Don't let him get away!

Hold tight!

Good dog, don't let him get escape.

I'm coming.

In the name of the...!

Careful!

Here, my dog!

Here!

Come on...

What a shame! A landlord!

He'll end up a bum on the roads.

Here, leave the rabbits alone!

This calls for a celebration!

The first day out!

I haven't tasted it since I took my First Communion.

Tastes like ginger ale, but worse.

Alexandre, this is a good one, You got some dough?

10 years of savings, of tightness.

I can pay now!

I am on holiday for life!

Get in, Colibert, It's quite warm!

- Happy? He's up. - I'd rather see him in bed.

- 2 months sleep will get you in shape. - 300 acres to tend and he's playing soccer.

Harvest season, and he takes a swim.

30.000 Kg potatoes to pick and he's breaking windows.

The man is a lunatic!

Hello, Mr. Alexandre.

Is it you, green eyes?

Yes.

So you're on your feet again?

Isn't it too hard?

Takes a while to get used to.

But he was bored, so...

Yesterday afternoon,

I dreamt about you.

- You slept in the afternoon? - It was inventory day.

So I made the most of it.

Never miss an opportunity.

Leave it to me to do so.

Sometimes, I fall asleep while talking...

My shoe!

Gee, you are skilled!

Thank you, Mr. Alexandre.

The water is nice!

It's a big one!

Miss Longlegs, go make eyes at someone else, you're disrupting me.

I'm going.

I forgot!

I brought you a present.

Another? You shouldn't have.

Perhpas, but I think you're great.

It's from Paris!

If you don't like it, please say so.

I'll be at Mrs. Bouillot's.

What are you doing in the shop?

Me, nothing.

Let's say, the very least.

Goodbye, Mr. Alexandre.

How do I look?

Malicorne!

Scissors!

Alexandre!

Leave him alone...

- I sleep curled up. - Careful, you'll sleep badly.

- So that's why I wake up tired. - I've tried everything.

My advice is on the side, with your legs spread the furthest.

The legs are what counts. Or on your back, if you don't snore.

The back...

The back sounds great.

The belly sleepers, they end up drowning.

- No! - Sure.

- I have to tell Mrs. Bouillot. - She sleeps like that?

No, but she'll be scared.

He's jealous?

Of whom?

Oh, Mr. Alexandre...

Now he's like a sportsman, Showing his thighs.

- Fully naked? - Almost!

Then he lies in the sun, like a liZard.

I bathed in the nude once. It felt good.

Aren't you ashamed to show your ass to the people?

I least, I can, unlike yourself.

The nerve!

When you own 300 acres, you don't go around in shorts.

300, are you sure?

The tall one bought 20 more before her big leap.

The wheat is high and he takes a holiday?

- How much is an acre? - 45.

- So that amounts to... - Wait...

45 times...

Add 10%o for tax deduction...

How much?

More than you'll ever see... slob!

- The big field; it's yours? - Yes, and so are the 3 over there.

What a landlord.

And you did it all?

- On your own? - Agatha, let me get some rest.

Say...

You're strong.

Strong as 4 men.

Come, my sleepy one, let's fall in love.

What?

Nothing.

Sleep, my darling.

What?

What's the matter?

I'm getting married.

"The old cat gets the young female. "

- My petticoat. - Yes!

Yes!

Yes, my queen.

Isn't she lovely? What a lovely sight!

It's a grand day!

- The shoes! Hurry! - Yes, treasure.

What a treasure, a treasure you're inheriting!

- 300 acres to an orphan. - Hey, foster mother, my crown!

It's ready!

Plastic flowers; They don't wear out, but have no fragrance.

- My ring. - Yes, my pearl.

Look at this jewel! He's a rich man.

You'll have to go easy on him.

Careful with my veil!

Now remember: when two people get married...

- They become one. - Yes, but which one.

Men are like melons,

- One out of two is good. - Stop blowing in my ear.

Marriage is like a lottery and you hit the jackpot, 300 acres.

- Listen, shopkeeper... - Me?

- You, old blimp. - Me! Mrs. Boisseau!

Mrs. Bouillot!

300 acres is a mouthful, isn't it.

You're only as good as your kilos of salt.

300 don't amount to much nowadays

300 acres, with the costs involved, are as big as a priest's garden.

I don't have a foot in the grave as you do.

But my sweet...

I'll build a modern chicken coop, keeping chickens, now that's a business.

And we'll do some fish breeding.

We'll cultivate flowers, for flower shows, very fashionable.

The flower stems will feed the piglets.

With 40 acres, we'll do a trailer park,

We rent it to the Parisians, as country houses.

You have to think ahead.

Give me my gloves.

Yes, madam.

It's the dog.

Alexandre!

Enough? Stay still.

Stay still, understood?

Yes, i know... You'll get us into trouble.

STAY STILL!

Alexandre...

It's either him or me.

My children, happiness is upon you.

Agatha...

...And the Lord shall be thy sheperd.

Now we come to the sacred vows.

Alexandre Gartempe...

What?

Alexandre Gartempe,

Do you take Agatha Bordeaux to be your wife?

So what?

No.

No.

Alexandre!

Alexandre, I love you!

I love you!

We love you too!

Come, my dog.

Alexandre!

What about your land?

And your money?

Alexandre, i love you!

Come on my dog!

Alexandre! Where are you going?

I'll go and take a look.

You'll tell us about it.

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