All language subtitles for Alice.or.The.Last.Escapade.1977.(Claude.Chabrol-Sylvia.Kristel).720p.x264-Classics

- Please call heads or talls...
- Talls.

Alice!
Alice!

I'm exhausted.

You've no idea the
day I've had. Hell on earth.

On top of it all they wanted me to lug
the Japanese to the Lido cabaret.

It didn't take long,
I sent them on a walk.

Anyway, they shouldn't push it,
we're not animals.

Yep. But that
other bastard...

you know, the one who's always
making my life hell.

If I'm not careful, one of these
days, he's going to get me fired.

He's a nutcase,
a real pain in the ass.

For a bit of trickery,
you can always count on him.

He's the master.

That's why, as soon as I knew
he'd be there to take the Japanese,

I backed out of it, said I'd sort
things for tonight, no problem.

Then he got in a sulk.
I was loving it.

- E - Vowel
- E - Consonant

The old man even smiled
as he was thanking me.

He apologised for
putting it on me.

Well, Alice, I swear...
I never do a thing!

So, I told him,
it's no trouble.

I tell him, no bother
at all, never is.

And that I'm always free...
and that it's perfectly normal...

because I'm a
company man!

I really pulled one
over on those two.

Bastards.

Well, whatever...

I'm fetching them
from the hotel at 10.

And then we'll go
and eat at the Lido.

Oh, hey, I forgot...
they invited you, to this dinner.

No thanks.

Have it your way.

Oh, did you go to the doctor?
What did he say, was it nothing?

- No, it's fine.
- I knew it.

Women, always worrying
about nothing.

- I'm going now, Bernard.
- Going where?

I'm leaving, far,
far away from you.

Are you mad?

What's going on?

- Honey?
- I'm going, now.

Why?

I don't understand.

- Is there some guy?
- No.

Alice, come here.

7, 9, 1, 75, 10, 100.

ALICE
or the Last Escapade

by Claude Chabrol

Composer Pierre Jansen

Director of photography
Jean Rabier

Directed by
Claude Chabrol

In memory of
Fritz Lang

You're mad, don't do
this, not tonight.

I can't stand you
any more.

No, I won't let you go.

Please don't touch me.

I'm sorry.
I'm an idiot.

I'm begging you,
please be reasonable.

We can't wipe out 5 years
like this, we just can't.

We loved
each other, Alice.

You haven't always
been unappy.

I can't stand
you any more.

- And where will you go?
- I'm not telling you.

The weather's awful.

And I'm not letting you
leave in your state.

Alice...

Forgive me?

For whatever I've done,
I'm sorry.

Please, don't leave tonight,
you can't drive in this state.

You could leave
tomorrow morning.

Rest tonight and
leave tomorrow morning,

you'll be calmer and you'll
know what you're doing.

I can't stand you
one second longer.

Listen Alice, if you want...
I'll sleep in a hotel.

Don't leave tonight, I'm sure
something will happen to you.

- Something's already
happened to me. - Alice!

- I'm sorry, my car broke down...
- Come in, come in.

- What's going on, Colas? - A young
woman in a predicament, sir.

Please, come in, madam,
the weather's awful.

Your hair's all wet,
rivers running down your cheeks...

Come and get
warmed up in here.

Colas, go and find something
to help get her dry.

Have a seat, relax, and
make yourself at home!

Thank you.

- My name is Henri Vergennes.
- You're a lifesaver!

It's my great pleasure.

Thank you.
My name is Alice Carol.

I'm really sorry to be
bothering you like this.

Oh, it's no bother at all.

Sit near the fire,
you'll feel better.

There! The fire
is our friend.

Would you like something
to drink?

I'd love that...
a whisky, please?

Oh. I don't have any whisky.
But I can offer you an excellent Port.

Ok, that's perfect.

I take it you
haven't eaten yet.

Colas will whip
something up for you.

- Really? That's not necessary.
- Oh, just an omelette or something.

It looks delicious!

Colas cooks it the
traditional way.

Whites and
yolks separate.

- Ok. - Absolutely. Why would
two different substances

require the same
cooking time?

I can tell now,
I was very hungry.

- But I'll never eat all this.
- No matter at all.

Maybe I should explain
why I'm out here tonight.

No need. You're a charming guest
and I'm having a wonderful evening.

Ah! The rain never stops!

And I don't think it will stop.

There's no way you can drive tonight,
especially with a damaged car.

I'd like you to accept
my hospitality.

You look scared. There's
no need to worry, my dear.

The real dangers
are never those we imagine,

and never turn up
in the places we expect them.

You know that,
don't you?

Colas will bring your luggage in, and
you'll get an excellent night's sleep.

Tomorrow the rain will have stopped,
your windscreen will be repaired...

and you'll be relaxed,
your spirit will be free to roam.

- Don't you think?
- I'm sorry I hesitated before.

Please...

You're exhausted, my dear child.
Go and get some rest.

Good night.
Thank you, with all my heart.

No, don't thank me,
I'm only doing my duty.

It's fine like that,
don't you think?

- I lit a small fire for you.
- Thank you.

What a shame this
pendulum's stopped.

It's broken, madam.

We don't care too much
about time, here.

Have a good night,
madam.

Thank you.

Is there anybody there?

Is there anybody there?

Thank you very much. A.

This is impossible...

You must be exhausted.

There there, calm down.

Please, help me.

I don't think I'm able to.
Are you trying to leave?

I've walked the whole length
of this wall, and I can't find the gate.

There's no gate.

- But yesterday night when
I came in... - Yesterday night, maybe.

This is absurd,
I need to get out of here!

No can do. You can get in here
but you can't get out.

Make of it what you will.

Where are Mr Vergennes
and his butler?

I don't know. Don't ask me any
questions, I can't answer them.

- Who are you?
- No questions.

But I want to
get out of here.

Not possible.
For the moment...

- When will it be possible?
- No questions.

I accept the game. This wall has
no openings, but it's not sky-high.

If I stand on my suitcase, I can
reach the top, and climb over.

That'll be a wasted effort.

Why wasted?

Help me.

No. I don't want
to do you a bad turn.

Listen. I've decided to
get out of here.

If I need to get over
this wall, I'll do it.

So, be a gentleman,
and help me.

No, you listen to me.

Don't try to use your
logical arguments in here.

They're won'thless.

And no sentimental
arguments either.

You'll soon see how
misplaced they are.

I'm refusing to help you because
I don't want you to feel hopeless.

I don't need your concern.
Just help me, that's all.

As you wish, but it's a foolish idea.
Hey, don't touch me.

Don't try to touch me,
I'll hold the suitcase, that's all,

but don't try
to touch me.

No.

There, you see now?

There goes your last hope,
jump over the wall, simple isn't it?

Is that your problem solved?
There's no other side, Alice.

And you need to save your strength,
the nightmare hasn't begun yet.

- How do you know my name?
- No questions, I told you.

- Come on, don't push it, come
down. - No. I will get over the wall.

This is just a nightmare.
I'll get to the other side.

Don't try to get out.
Don't try to understand, not yet.

You'll have to live
in the dark for a while.

Make the most of it.

Accept it.
Don't think.

Trust us.

Trust yourself.

Live inside of what
you're given.

You're very beautiful.

Where are you?

Too easy...

- You're starting to feel at home,
I see. - Who are you?

No questions.

You know the rules
of the game now.

Questions are useless...
when there are no answers.

Fine. I won't ask
you who you are...

nor how to leave here,
nor what you want.

Wonderful.

However... I'd like you to
make the record play.

With pleasure.

We're sorry,
it's an old record.

You're a very
interesting case.

Brave, and flexible...
really quite flexible.

You accepted it.

You got into the swing of things.
Did what was necessary.

It's rare.
And very good.

Most of those who found themselves in
your situation werert so well-behaved.

They argued, screamed,
yelled... begged.

They suffered,
poor things.

And all for nothing,
of course.

But for us... well,
it was very amusing.

We played pranks
on them.

See, just thinking about it
still makes me laugh.

You're made of much
stronger stuff. And that's great.

In fact, women tend to be
a lot hardier, I think...

But you, well out of all the women
you're quite remarkable.

Nothing to say?

It's just that I'd only have
questions to ask...

Remarkable, yes,
you really are.

Ok, well I think everything should go
quickly, you won't stay here too long.

Careful though, don't think we won't
have a bit of fun at your expense.

But, you're not too
badly off here.

You might even
admit it yourself.

Don't go anywhere. Read,
listen to some music. And wait.

We'll make sure you
have everyting you need.

Well, the essentials at least.
Don't be impatient.

You undertand your
situation, correct?

You won't do
anything stupid?

I'm not answering
any questions either.

I might have known...

- Good afternoon!
- Good afternoon.

What's your name?

I get it. You don't answer
questions either.

That's right.

It's not easy having a
conversation with no questions.

You get used to it.

You just have
that impression

because you think... I can tell
you more than you can tell me.

Anyway, grown-ups think
the only way to talk to children

- is by asking questions. - You're
not a child. - Well spotted.

You don't speak
like a child.

You're just being flattering because
you think boys of my age

like to feel like men.
That's not true.

Here, look.

Birds are stupid.

They don't realise the moment when the
door opens and they could get out.

If I understand rightly, you're the
reason the birds are singing today.

Yes. They thought
you might like it.

- I don't know them.
- That's not entirely true.

And you know more
than you think.

In any case,
they know you.

I'll go and find some
more if you want.

Of course. Where
do you get them?

- Good bye.
- Good bye.

- Hello, who's there?
- Hello, who's there?

- My name is Alice Carol.
- My name is Alice Carol.

Oh I see. I'm talking
to myself.

Oh I see. I'm talking
to myself.

Alice, look.

50 Francs' won'th
of Super, please.

Where can I wash
my hands?

- Shall I check your
oil and water? - Yes.

- Hello. - Hello.
What's your name?

Front left tyre
was a bit flat.

Rest's ok.

- I topped up the water.
- Thanks for that.

Hey, I saw I little girl.
Is she yours?

- It's not a girl, it's a boy.
- Oh. He had a doll.

His slut of a mother managed to
pop out a boy who looks like a girl.

And when she realised,
you know what she did to me?

She took off, the bitch.

The world's a
real shit-hole.

- Don't talk like that. - Don't
get me started. Thanks.

- Are you going a long
way like this? - Why?

The steering's a bit funny,
y'know, be careful.

- Have a good trip!
- Thank you.

Hello, can I eat here?

Have a seat.

- Are you having a banquet? - Yes.
But we have only an omelette.

I'll have an omelette
aux fines herbes.

Ok. And what would you like
to drink with that? Red wine?

No thanks, a black
coffee please.

Wouldrt you
rather have tea?

The coffee
machine's broken.

I can only give you
American-style.

Ok, tea then.

One omelette
aux fines herbes!

- Hey honey, come back... champagne!
- No listen, s'not won'th it I swear.

Leave me alone!

When we slng
In cherry season

The gay nlghtlngale and mocklngblrd
Wlll joln the funl

Falr lasses' heads
wlll flll wlth folly

And lovers' hearts
wlth sunl

My sister died. We buried her this
morning. Do you want to dance?

Ok, maybe later.

What's that, tea?

Here, I've brought
you a drink.

Well? Drink!
Or don't, whatever.

- What's that?
- An omelette.

I can't breathe!

Piss off, Pepe!

Come in, come in.

My dear friend,
I'm so glad to see you again.

I hope you enjoyed
your little walk.

I don't suppose
you've eaten yet? Come...

Let's get this sorted out.
Come and sit down.

While Colas is preparing dinner,
how about an aperitif?

I've got whisky!

- You haven't said a word.
- I've nothing to say.

Such wisdom.

I don't have any soda,
you must forgive me.

Oh absolutely.

Have you begun
to understand yet?

I'm playing the same game as you and
your friends. I'm not answering questions.

Would you like me
to explain?

Bravo. You have
remarkable willpower.

Well, in any case,
you need to know.

Where you are, why.

I hope you're not mad about
the little jokes we've played.

It's the only fun
we ever have!

Right.

Where to start?

You must understand that the
explanations I'm about to give you...

are not going to satisfy
your love for logic.

Because that logic
doesn't comply...

with the laws
you know of.

This house,
this estate,

my own self and
Colas are just...

representations
drawn out for you.

Do you understand?
We're apparitions.

Apparitions, that can be changed...
according to your needs.

But we're not just apparitions,
we also have our own reality,

which is... transformable,
that's the word.

Now, how can I make you feel
this reality, to give you...

a clear idea?

Because ultimately, you realise,
it will soon be yours.

Let's say that this
point is the spot...

where souls rise up from hell...
to take on human forms.

You understand?

Funny, isn't it?

Here, drink this.

That little wooden door over there,
which you found so intriguing...

even tried to open, well, it's
through that door that sometimes...

well, sorry to use
such an ugly expression...

but it's through
that little door

that souls, all
bloated with evil,

come back up from hell
to escape into your dear world.

- Dinner is served.
- Thank you, Colas.

If you'd like to come with me
my dear friend,

we can continue this interesting
conversation during dinner. Ok?

But please,
finish your drink.

Omelette aux fines herbes.
Isn't that what you wanted?

Please, take a bigger portion!
It's a real omelette.

I'm fine, thanks.

No thank you Colas,
I'm not hungry.

Oh, don't look
so worried.

I'm sure the omelette
is excellent. Colas! Colas!

Has that convinced you?
Reassured you?

Right...

I'll carry on
where I left off.

As you've deduced,

it's impossible
to escape fate.

For example, you certainly
can't get out of here.

You believe it now,
surely?

Answer me, please.
You believe it don't you?

- Yes.
- Well you're wrong!

You'll soon be able
to get back to...

your reality,
your civilisation...

that you seem
to be so attached to.

Well, isn't that
good news?

- It's excellent news.
- That little door...

It's the alpha and the
omega of your adventure.

I haven't told you
the full story about it yet.

If it allows creatures from down below
to escape into the world,

it allows you, and all those
in your situation,

to find out all the things
they're attached to.

- You just have to go down.
- Into hell, right?

Yes, hell! Don't
be frightened of it!

You've no other option,
so let's not get scared about it.

Er, down there, from time to time...
hopefully not too long...

you'll experience
certain moral,

physical transformations...
call it what you will.

And after, you can get out
of here, my dear Alice.

Do you like Mozart?

My dear Alice, tomorrow morning
you'll be woken by a ray of sunlight.

The little wooden door
will open up,

and it will be the
end of this torment.

Now that you know
everything, take my advice:

Go and get some
rest, try to sleep.

Goodbye,
my dear child.

Why are you laughing?

I'm going to
answer that.

When you tried to get over the
wall, you could have made it.

You should have trusted your instinct,
followed through with your decision.

I can always start
over, you know.

Nope. Now there's
no more wall.

Goodnight Alicccce.

Goodnight Colassss.

- We thought you'd be asleep.
- You need to sleep.

We'll take care of it.

Don't move or fight.
It's useless.

Be quiet, be still.

You won't feel a thing,
and you'll sleep.

There's a good girl.

That's all.