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- Now it works. - Like a charm. Thanks.

Bend the grating with pliers until they change it.

Why are you here? The machine.

Call repairs and keep on working.

Don't stop to help him. I want 2,000 books tonight.

- You'll have them. - Right.

- This is for you. - Thanks.

What are those books?

Rejects. They give them to the workers.

Here. I have plenty.

- Thanks, Mr. Moulin. - My pleasure.

- Is there a photomat here? - Straight ahead on your right. - Thanks.

- Are you giving these away? - No Sir.

Then show the prices better. Make them more visible.

- Where's the photomat, please? - On your left, Sir.

I need some passport photos.

Sir, come this way.

- 30 francs, Sir. - I know, Miss.

Here you are. Thanks.

Have a seat.

- Passport? - Excuse me?

Face the camera. Smile.

No, not at me. At the camera. Smile.

Perfect.

Try and relax a little.

Don't look at me. At the camera.

It's all over.

- They'll be ready in 8 minutes. - Thanks.

- I'd have liked one in profile. - But you were fine face on.

- Really? - Yes.

Well then, in 8 minutes.

- Miss? - Coming.

- Can I have another? - What a bookworm. - I love it!

They're right to forbid it! I don't have much.

"Lily of the Valley" I've read them all.

- All of them? - What do you expect?

Henriette must have finished one.

- Are my photos ready? - Yes, Sir.

- You deal with him, I'll see Henriette. - You're a sweetheart.

I'll get your photos, Sir.

- I'd like to know if I won. - That's easy enough.

No, you didn't win.

- Take another, better luck next time. - No, enough's enough.

5 years is enough. Keep your ticket. It's on me.

Luckily they're not all like him.

There are plenty of them. Madam?

I'd like three tickets ending with 13, 17, and 21.

Have you finished any books?

- Here's some. - Thanks.

Madame Moulin? Why were you outside?

Outside? For some fresh air.

Are you paid to need fresh air? Do I need fresh air?

Yes you do, sir.

May I go out?

How many?

- 2003 - OK, enjoy your Sunday.

Can I borrow your soap? I'm all out.

It's the same story every night.

- Keep it and stop begging. - No I can't...

- Go on. - Thanks.

- Are you moving? - Yes. You won't be seeing me for 3 weeks.

- You're going on vacation. - Yes, to finish making my rabbit cages.

- Rabbits aren't easy. - I'll say!

Buy a motor like mine.

It's not fast enough! I want a motorcycle!

- Hard to please. - See you Monday.

- Vulcanize your tire at Marcel's. - It takes him months.

Grease his palm!

So long!

Goodbye.

Here, books for Sunday.

How sweet. Thank your husband.

I finished "Ace of Clubs". What a book!

I'm glad. I'm not a big reader.

- Goodbye. - Enjoy your Sunday.

- Do you recognize me? - No! - It's the gentleman.

Yes, I'm the gentleman. Would you have a cocktail with me?

- We've no time. - You can't say no, can you, Miss?

Stay if you want to.

Suzanne would love to. She adores cocktails.

Goodbye.

Where to? Our cocktails!

I'm in a rush. We'll do it next week.

- Next week? - I have to go.

- Let me by! - Why?

Why not?

Thanks!

Now that she's gone!

Evening.

How are you?

- Do you need any food? - Leeks, if you find any.

- Is that all? - That's all.

One ticket.

Antoinette, are you going out tonight?

I'm finishing my dress. Can I use your machine?

- Of course. - See you later.

- Antoinette! - Antoinette's gone.

- Can I have my change now? - Look, a new bill! How pretty!

- Look at the new 500-franc bills! - They're nice.

- Not as pretty as first-class tickets. - Anything smaller? - No.

- Me neither. - Incredible!

You're supposed to have exact change. Next.

4028. 4028.

3552. 3552.

They've cauliflowers!

It looks awful.

Take them or leave them.

Look, the boss's sweetheart.

So? Are you tired? There's nothing left.

Get down and get to work.

Evening.

- Do you like what you see? - I can't say I do.

Wait a second.

How are you? What are you doing?

Waiting for leeks.

- Then you're coming home? - We need bread.

- I'll get it. - Go ahead.

- Here. Get one loaf and one baguette. - I'll meet you here.

The good stuff. I saved it for you.

- How nice of you. - It's nothing.

Here.

Some sardines.

- On the house. - Why?

Because...

He's funny.

M. Roland!

They're calling you.

Yes!

- Come in and I'll pay you. - Let me take off my bags.

- Take them off? - Of course.

I'll get your money.

- It's a 500? - I just sold it.

- What a great machine! - It's brand new. Why sell it?

My wife is sick of the sidecar.

Sell the sidecar and keep the rest.

- I don't need all this horsepower. - That's true.

I'll buy a 350. It's plenty powerful.

My wife loves sidecars. But I've no money.

You will someday. So long.

What are you up to?

You've finished unloading?

It's been half an hour.

Half an hour...

- Not half an hour. - Almost.

- Monsieur Roland! - Yes.

Get moving!

I saved a box of Diplomats for you.

You're very kind.

- As usual! - It's only normal.

How much do I owe you?

- We'll see later. - Why not now?

Don't worry.

Okay. When's the marriage?

In three days.

It's getting close.

Congratulations. I have to go now.

- Thanks. - My pleasure.

Bye.

- Cigarettes? - You never have any cigars?

Not often, unfortunately.

- You're calling Paris? - Yes.

So long.

- Finish before 8. - That's impossible!

I don't want to hear it! Get going!

My bike!

You ran over my bike!

- What bike? - Come look!

- Look at this! - That was smart.

- I'll say. - I mean leaving it there.

- So it's my fault? - 100%

He ran it over, and it's my fault?

Look.

- How can I get to work now? - Your insurance will pay.

- Whose? Not mine! - That's wonderful!

The truck isn't yours.

Is the bicycle yours?

No, but it's my husband's.

Really. Well, don't worry. I'll take care of this.

Get going.

You're late enough as it is.

- What about him? - I'll deal with him.

- It's just the tire? - Isn't that enough?

Not being able to go to work is no laughing matter.

- I'll take the metro. - Give that to me. - Why?

Give him the wheel.

To know the size.

Wait here, I'll get you another to use in the meantime.

You seem pretty close!

We eat his carrots and cabbage every night!

Madame Granjean, I need your bicycle until Monday.

- Mr. Roland! - Take it easy, Denise. - But really...

Here, with that you can ride in the meantime.

A girl's bike!

Don't worry you'll have your new wheel by Tuesday.

Thanks a lot.

You're welcome.

I must get back to the shop.

Goodbye.

Your address, for the wheel?

Opposite. At 52.

Perfect. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

And this, what shall I do...?

Émile!

- Find the same one for Monday morning. - I'll try, boss.

Thank you, Denise.

Meanwhile, he lent him this one.

- You're taking it up? - I'll clean it.

He always has to fix something.

As if our place were too big.

Let me by.

What?

The night watchmen are always in the way!

- Thanks for the compliment. - Lose a tire?

I broke it for a free one.

- How? - I'll tell you later. - They're funny.

- Move. - We look so dumb!

No dumber than them. Move.

Why doesn't he play louder?

I'm so successful with my books, I'll end up having problems with the store.

What?

I couldn't hear you.

Go easier on the water. You soak everything.

I soak everything?

- You have to put a sponge under the tap! - Whatever you say.

We need a washbasin, like everyone else.

Not everyone. Here's the proof.

You're happy with anything.

Sardines! How did you get them?

A present from Mr. Roland.

- What "Roland"? - The grocer we just saw.

- Why does he give you presents? - No reason.

- Now I get it! - Get what?

The bike. First abuse, but when he saw we were married, it was all smiles.

- You're crazy. - Isn't it true?

I'm not answering.

- He wasn't flirting? - Whatever you say.

He gives us sardines, a bike, a wheel and he's not flirting?

Everyone flirts with you. You think I'm blind.

- Do you hear me? - Well, so what?

Where's the problem?

I don't want men ogling my wife.

- But they do have good taste. - You're stupid.

- Yes. - Let me make dinner.

Yes.

- Are you full? - Yes.

- Why? You're not? - I don't know. I'm full.

You have to eat at your age. Finish the camembert.

I'm full. We need the camembert for tomorrow's sandwiches.

I don't want any. They sell sandwiches there.

With pate? What overpriced garbage!

I prefer my cheese.

If I'd known you wanted it for tomorrow I'd have eaten less.

If you ate it's because you were hungry.

You have to eat at your age.

- Here... - What?

Where's my bag?

I'm always losing it.

Here, on the floor, for a change.

You don't deserve it.

- A gift? I didn't say a word. - That's better.

What did you buy? You have to spend your money.

You ask for things, then you scold me.

- I don't scold. - Then what do you do?

Here.

My insulators.

You remembered.

You're an angel. I'll go put them on.

You're not going on the roof? It's pitch black.

It's bright as day.

I'll finish the antenna.

Be careful.

Oh, don't worry.

- Out walking at night? - Sure.

What are you doing?

Exercise.

Can I help you?

No thanks, I'm fine.

I just wanted to give him a hand.

He'll manage alone. Goodnight.

Antoinette!

Yes?

- Wait. - Riton!

What is it?

Turn off the lights if you're going out.

I'm staying in.

Turn them off. We want to sleep. It's bedtime!

You're no fun at all.

Go to bed if you're staying in.

It's too early.

It is not.

Antoinette!

Yes?

What is it? You call me then run away.

- My folks called me. - Well?

Did you get them for me?

The shorts? Tough luck. They're out of stock.

You're mean to me. I need them for my match.

They're not available. I don't know when they'll come in.

No problem. Sorry to bother you.

It's no bother.

It was nice seeing you.

For me too.

- Less than for me. - Cut it out.

- How is your training? - It's fine.

I'm boxing Wednesday. Can you come?

You know I hate boxing. Ask Antoine.

It's not Antoine interests me.

Ah, hi...

Hi.

I came to see Antoinette for my shorts.

Unfortunately, I don't have them.

It's no big deal. Forget it.

Can you come see me box Wednesday? I'll get you a ticket.

Thanks, but I don't go out without my wife.

I understand. I'll leave you.

Sorry to bother you.

No problem.

Okay, then.

Goodnight, Riton.

See you soon.

You're one of a kind.

- So are you. - How so?

You spend your time getting shorts for strangers.

You're too much.

Wednesday will be easy. Next week won't.

- What's next week? - Marseilles.

I'm 2 kilos lighter than him.

- I can get you a ticket for Wednesday. - You know I can't go, I work nights.

- I forgot. What about your wife? - Not without me. - You're right.

So long.

The coast is clear.

Come on in.

- Lock it well. - Of course.

Here's your little guest.

Look at this big girl! Look at her!

- The sewing machine. - Where do you want it?

On the chair, thanks.

Here's your dress. Where did you buy the fabric?

I told you, from la rue Mercier.

Strange setup.

It's the old-fashioned way.

- Can you hear anything? - Of course. I've a big antenna.

A big antenna and a tiny receiver.

You need a big receiver and a tiny antenna.

We can't afford them yet.

Always got the wind. After, we go to the Bois.

Going to the movies?

Juliette has to go out every Saturday.

- How much was it? - 900.

"900"? That's a bit much.

I need another book. I finished mine.

"Ace of Clubs". Is this one any good?

I don't know. Take it.

It helps me pass the time.

I don't want to lug it around.

- Take it later. - I'll leave it here.

Let's go or it'll be sold out. Goodnight, honey.

Come on! Don't sit there chatting! You're worse than old women.

We're the chatterers. You don't mind babysitting?

- Not at all. She'll be fine. - And my leeks?

I'll give them to you tomorrow.

Come on.

You can be such a brute.

You were afraid of being late.

She's something else!

- What? She can't understand. - Of course she can. - Think so?

- Can't you honey? You know what we're saying? - Yes

- What's her name? - Marcelle, like her daddy.

Why do people do that?

I like that. It shows a woman loves her husband.

I'd call my son Antoine, if I had a boy.

- How would we raise him? - We'd get by like you do.

Maybe.

Come on!

Come on, Henri!

Come on, shoot!

- Tell me... - What?

Could you have met another guy...

and loved him...

I mean, like you love me?

And you?

Me what?

No other girl ever interested you?

Not before you.

One will, someday.

I doubt it.

You didn't answer me.

- What time is it? - Don't worry. Sleep.

Wait. I'm coming.

Why did you get up?

You'd have left without kissing me.

No, but I wouldn't have woken you.

- What are you doing today? - The windows and floor. A full day's work.

I like imagining what you're doing.

You imagine?

I think about you. Surprised?

- Sometimes I think stupid things. - Like what?

That I won't find you home after work.

- Where would I be? - I don't know.

- You often have ideas like that? - Yes.

Bad, isn't it?

It tastes like geranium.

Are you watching my weight?

Not me. It's the butcher.

Trying out your girl's bike?

Yes.

- I hope he'll fix my tire fast. - He will. Don't whine.

And don't worry. I'll still be here.

I like it that way.

See you tonight.

Keep your head down. You'll look like a racer.

Excuse me.

- Where is Mr. Moulin? - Moulin?

- There. But he's out. - I know.

- That door? - Yeah.

Thank you.

Hello, madam.

Monsieur Roland?

Sorry to offer my left hand.

Excuse the mess. And I haven't done my hair.

You're charming.

You're the delivery boy now?

Of your husband's wheel.

It's perfect. How nice of you to go out of your way.

I'd do it every day to see you.

My husband will be happy. He'll thank you personally.

Don't mention it. This is for you.

All pretty women like flowers.

Yes, but...

You mustn't get many.

Consider them an apology.

- You shouldn't have. - I should have!

I chose an azalea. It lasts long.

It's pretty.

Take off the paper.

Later. I'm sorry, but I'm in a rush.

- It suits you. - And thanks again.

- You've five minutes. - My laundry.

- Whose laundry is it? - My husband's.

- Everything for him! - Of course.

A cute girl is made to be pampered, or you'll age badly.

- Come to my place. - Your place?

I mean my store.

I need a dynamic, young woman.

It's a good opportunity.

- An excellent opportunity. - Excellent?

Excellent.

- Think it over. - I will, Mr. Roland.

Goodbye.

- Think about it. - Okay.

- It's in your interest. - Huguette!

Yes?

Wait, I've to tell you something. It was a pleasure. Thank you.

Yes... a pleasure. Excuse me.

Don't forget my offer.

Come in.

- What did he want? - I couldn't get rid of him.

So you don't need me? He sure is serious!

Take them, or Antoine will raise hell.

- They're yours. - No, I'm serious. Take them.

Then I won't refuse!

- So what did he want? - Isn't it obvious?

- He's got a nerve. - So have I.

Why buy a new one and not repair the other?

To speed things up. Don't complain.

- He must be pretty loaded. - We can't complain.

They smell good. You're sweet.

I was dying for some flowers.

What's wrong?

Keep quiet.

Did you give her these? Don't lie.

Answer him.

Yes, I did. So what?

- I'm sorry, then. - Sorry? The nerve of him!

Start trusting me and stop slapping me.

That's better.

Excuse us, but I needed to know the truth.

Leave that.

Why didn't you tell me about the flowers?

- Your grocer again? - Yes.

Why give them to Huguette?

- Because... - Because what?

- Scared? - Yes.

- Scared of what? - This.

- What "this"? - Nothing.

The iron's broken now.

Of course it is. You overheated it.

There's no use crying.

If a guy like Roland gives you flowers, it's obvious.

Should I explain?

Are you done?

No.

- What are you looking for? - Matches. I bought some.

That's right. Keep throwing your money away.

What's this? A lottery ticket.

30 francs lost. You never even check the results.

You never were organized. How do you manage at work?

That's my business.

It's mine too, if you get fired someday.

Are you my boss?

Thank god.

So mind your own business.

When is the drawing?

I'll find out.

- What day is the drawing? - I think it's Wednesday.

Going out?

Yes. I'll be right back.

- There's no one? - Yes, but they're busy.

M. Boulard!

- What is it? - A client.

I'm closed. I don't have any time.

I just want to see the list.

Jules!

- With the roast, Burgundy or Bordeaux? - Both.

- Can I see the list? - One moment.

- What's going on? - Boulard,

- he asked what's going on! - Have a daughter?

- No. - I do.

- Her wedding's tomorrow. - Dad, I ruined the chocolate mousse.

Take care of these men.

- Where's Mum? - In the cellar.

Mum!

Miss, where's the list?

- Jules! - He's in the kitchen.

- Mum! - Miss, show me the list.

What list?

The list of lottery winners.

It's by the cash register.

Will the baker finish the tarts?

- He promised. - Are you sure?

- I said so didn't I. - But if he's no time...

I know him too well.

Can I take the list?

Take the lot. Leave them in peace.

Oh, sorry.

What's wrong?

Look!

You won.

- That's impossible. - You won!

1-3-9-8-0-0, A-Series. 8 million!

One tenth makes 800,000 francs.

800,000 francs?

800,000 francs? Antoine, we won!

Yes.

Life will be pretty different once we've got a motorcycle.

We need a nicer apartment, with central heating and washbasins.

Yes, but the motorcycle is the most important.

Yes. Let's write everything down.

Hey?

What?

Know when we'll have our motorcycle? We'll have it tomorrow!

Motorcycle. Two suits for him. A coat for me.

- Thank you. - Tell me if you need more time.

- I promise. - Is it serious?

- No, I'll tell you later. - Okay. Goodbye.

Goodbye. Thank you.

He hung up. How much do I owe you?

Two calls. 12 francs.

- Daddy! - Yes?

- Come see my dress. - Do your hair first.

He'll see it after.

- I've no change. Just 100 francs. - Pay me tomorrow.

Let's see...

You've no change?

Just pay me tomorrow.

Okay.

Goodbye, miss.

And good luck.

- Have a nice day. - Thanks.

Well, I just called the lottery. They don't open til 10.

Right. What did the factory say?

It's fine. Hurry, you'll be late.

Never mind. I'll take a taxi, now that we're rich.

Not yet. Not until we have the money.

Do I have to work?

Stay on good terms with them. It won't be for long.

Once I've the money Ask for time off.

- If he says no, we'll scram. - No, we'll apologize, go to the bank.

- And buy the motorcycle. - And we'll leave!

Come on, go take the metro.

- Hurry. - 10:30 at the latest.

I'll have some later this week. I'll put them aside,

Not finished yet? Give me that!

Monsieur Roland, will you be long?

Why? Do you care?

And if a supplier calls?

If you care, stop by tonight. It's been a month.

You have a good job. Don't lose it.

- Sorry. - Hello, Madame.

Ah, it's you.

Yes, it's me. You might as well come in.

- You go to work late. - I sure do.

- I'm lucky to find you. - Very lucky.

I came to ask how you like your tire.

- Won't you sit down? - Thank you.

- Excuse me. - Sorry.

- It's alright if I get dressed? - Don't mind me.

- I'd have come to thank you. - Don't be silly.

Yes, for my bike you behaved well.

- For my bike. - As long as you're happy.

- How about some coffee? - No, I've just had mine.

- Madame Moulin isn't in? - No, she isn't.

That's not her coming.

- Sorry, I didn't know you had company. - No harm done.

Monsieur Roland. Mademoiselle.

Marrons glaces! Can I have one?

You better ask him.

- Excuse me. - Go on. Take one.

- Antoinette's gone? - Yes.

I heard voices. I came for my book.

- Which book? - I left it by the fire.

Well, go ahead.

It's pretty rare to find you home.

- Pretty. - It's nothing serious?

- Not at all. - Fine then.

I just asked for Antoinette's sake.

- I'll be going. - You're no bother.

- Did you find it? - Yes.

Have you read "The Ace of Clubs"?

Wait. I left a letter inside.

I'd never have read it.

I know.

Something else inside?

Thanks. I have to get to work.

Monsieur Roland. Mademoiselle.

- A friend of your wife's? - What?

- The letter. - That's right.

You workers live like sardines.

More or less.

- Is it hot in the summer? - Boiling.

- Tough on a woman. - It sure is.

- Are you warm in the winter? - No.

So we go to bed at 8:00.

Listen, Moulin.

I find you both very nice.

Young, courageous. I'd like to help. Your wife is tired.

- She needs a vacation. - She'll have one.

Yes.

Let her work in my store.

She'll earn more. Lots more.

Why?

I told you. Because...

- Because I'm nice. - Yes.

My wife too.

Yes.

We're both so nice.

- So it's no? - What is no?

- Your wife's job? - Of course.

- I thought you were smarter. - And nicer.

Too bad for you.

Going down?

- Take this. - It's for you.

Sorry, I can't eat them, they give me toothache.

Perfect timing. Your soap is for the dogs.

- It melts fast and doesn't lather. - If you use it right. It's fine soap.

- Why don't you show me then? - Don't give in!

I won't! Why do you sell it? And with ration coupons!

The coupons aren't my doing!

- Hey, Mr. Roland! - What?

Your bike's down here.

Hey, don't leave it around with all these workers!

I'll never help people again!

- What "people"? - Damn it!

A book of tickets.

- You've nothing smaller? - That's just great.

- And 20 makes 100. - Thanks.

I'm all out of change again.

Here, Antoine...

A ticket.

Why was Mr. Roland there?

You are curious. He didn't stay.

He came for the bike?

- Yes. - Hurry up!

One minute.

Here. Pay me later.

- But I have money. - I'm out of change.

Not again! One ticket!

- No reason to push! - It's faster to go by foot!

It's not my fault!

Consider it a loan.

I have exact change.

That's better.

- Thanks, you're kind. - I've plenty of change And she's no help.

A book of 10.

That wasn't nice.

It's your job to have change.

Your laundry will get moldy.

- What? - Nothing. - What nerve!

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VETERANS ASSOCIATION

Sir?

I won the lottery.

Congratulations. Do you have your ticket?

Of course.

My identity card.

You can't find it?

Juliette!

Found my wallet?

What wallet?

A brown leather wallet. I left it on the counter.

I didn't see it.

But I left it here.

But no one turned it in. Right, Madame Michel?

No nothing.

Excuse me.

It got swiped during rush hour.

Any money inside?

A winning lottery ticket.

- Jackpot? - Yes.

No kidding! Mr. Dupuis,

- anyone bring in a wallet? - A wallet? You believe in Santa Claus?

You know the number?

1-3-9-8-0-0.

Stop payment. Say you lost it.

Then no one else can use it.

It's written on the back of every ticket. Look...

I can't stop payment? Someone else wins?

I repeat, all tickets are payable to the bearer.

But we bought the ticket!

We won 800,000 francs. Almost a million.

99, 100. You know, a million, these days.

I'm sorry. I can't help you.

Did you prepare my certificate?

Here. "Mr. Leon Rabu. Butcher. 127 Rue de Passy. "

Is that right?

Thanks. For tax purposes.

Or they'd say I pocketed money at work. Being a butcher isn't fun.

We have to do something!

What can I tell you, sir? Maybe you'll find your wallet.

No, I lost it in the metro. No one gave it to Juliette.

It's hopeless.

I truly am sorry.

Here, 2,000 francs. Have a drink on me.

It will go to the Association.

As you wish.

See you soon.

What can I do?

It takes all kinds... Goodbye.

- Tell me... - What?

Could you have met another guy?

And loved him too?

One minute, please.

- Suzanne. - You scared me.

- Can you replace me? - What is it? - Antoine didn't come.

- He was supposed to? - I'll explain later. Take my place.

- Sir? - Passport photos. - Step right in.

What do you want?

I have to leave.

Now? That's impossible. We're too busy.

I'll be back in an hour.

Why must you leave?

I'm worried about my husband.

I'm sorry. It's impossible. Your break is in 15 minutes.

- My shift ends at one. - Then wait until one.

- No. - What "No"?

I'm leaving with or without your permission.

That's impossible. You go off, lending books, knowing full well it's forbidden.

- Leaving? - Yes. Barbelot's angry, but I don't care.

If Antoine comes, say I'm looking for him. Then I'll wait at home.

That's nice of you.

If you leave, don't come back.

I understood.

Ah, this is incredible.

Henriette?

What is it?

- Remember my husband? - Of course.

If he comes I'm looking for him. Then I'll wait at home.

What's wrong?

I'll explain later. If you see him...

Don't worry.

The Veterans Association is Rue d'Aguessau?

Yes, why?

No reason. Thanks again, Henriette.

My pleasure.

I can tell you he lost his wallet

and his ticket too.

He left no name?

Was he tall?

Yes.

Was his hair curly?

I didn't notice his hair. Did you?

Not at all.

He said he lost it in the metro. He mentioned a Juliette.

- Juliette? - I'm sure of it.

Thank you, sir.

Excuse me.

It was wrong to mention Juliette.

He shouldn't have lost his ticket.

To leave it there, with everyone about.

It's inevitable!

How awful.

How much was it?

800,000 francs.

800,000 francs?

- A ticket, please. - You have two francs?

Boy, are you discreet!

- It's not discretion. - What, then?

This morning, I saw your door open.

I saw Antoine.

He didn't say a word. He almost threw me out!

We'd have told you afterwards.

Goodbye, thanks.

- Antoinette! Don't go like that! - Two firsts, please.

Silly thing. I hurt her feelings.

Sure, here you go. 800,000 francs.

- One ticket, please. - Gee whiz.

Sir, please...

Four francs for the choir.

So long!

So?

What?

Antoinette's looking for you.

She went to the Veterans Association.

No luck?

No. So she knows?

Of course. Hurry home. She's there.

Hey, I'll stop by tonight.

- I'd like my coffee. - We're all out. Any coffee left?

No.

- It never came in, the coffee? - Tomorrow.

Put this aside.

Hello. Are you here for your coffee?

Come this way.

You're so pretty.

- You're sad. What's wrong? - I'm fine, thanks.

- I'll come back tomorrow. - What's wrong?

- Money trouble? - No.

- Heartbreak? - Monsieur Roland!

- What is it? - The warehouse.

Excuse me. Coming.

Hello, Roland here.

Right, I'll send my truck on the double.

On the double. Five minutes.

Okay. Goodbye.

She left, she did.

There you are!

What a day. Serve the gentleman.

What will it be?

- Cognac. - He was a great lord.

And what was

his name?

My son-in-law.

No pipes or cigars. Cigarettes only.

He was a king...

I won't insist.

- A cigar for the photographer? - I'd love one.

Amedee? Why are you here?

You're mistaken, Sir.

Sorry, I thought you were my nephew.

Without my four eyes...

- What's he drinking? - A cognac.

Make it two. I don't marry my son every day. Especially a son like mine.

- You know my son? - No.

You don't know my son? I'll introduce you.

- Later. - Why later?

Who's singing now?

The bride.

My daughter-in-law.

I was passing and saw you.

I wanted a drink before going up. I needed one.

Take your time. I'll make dinner.

Two fresh hake, I was lucky.

Yes.

Offer me a drink.

What aperitifs?

Banyuls, Muscat, Grenache.

Banyuls.

A cognac for me. My treat, again.

- No, Sir, no. - Yes!

For the honor of this damsel,

He drank one last time,

The goblet quivering in his hand

And gently he expired.

I'm sorry, I have to go.

Thanks. Another job calls.

- How much do we owe... - Not now.

Pay me when I deliver the final prints.

Pay when you get the prints.

Goodbye, thanks.

How odd. I'd forgotten.

What?

This wallet.

Why? Isn't it yours?

No, I found it this morning.

You play well. It was beautiful.

- Goodbye, Sir. - I'll see you soon.

How's everything going?

- Lovely, thanks. - Fine.

They must know.

- Where are you going? - Do you know Antoine Moulin? He lives in the street.

- Lives at 52. - No. Maybe Daddy does.

Delicious this Banyuls

- How much? - It's on him.

Exactly.

- Out of the question. - It's my treat.

- Another round. - Really, no!

I left my potatoes cooking! I'm off.

Come up once you've paid.

How much is it?

You won't pay a thing. Another round.

No, my wife is waiting. But I want to pay.

Here's your man.

- I know him! - What a coincidence.

That's him.

Meet my son.

- This is amazing. - What?

- Recognise this? - My wallet!

Excuse me.

You say it's yours, then prove it.

Prove what, give it here.

Where did you get it? Give it to me!

Give me my wallet.

What is your exact name?

Moulin, Antoine. This is my military record.

You live at 52 Avenue St. Ouen?

We told you so!

Excuse me, this is my problem.

When did you lose it? And where?

This morning, in the metro La Fourche. By the window.

Perfect.

That's all I wanted to know..

You see, everything should be done by the rules.

Here you go.

You're lucky it was found by an honest man.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

But you switched my ticket!

Your ticket?

Whose is this?

It's not the same one! I had a winning ticket!

800,000 francs. Almost a million.

1-3-9-8-0-0. 32nd drawing.

This is 2-2-9-4-0-3. I'm no idiot!

You're out of your mind!

I found that wallet this morning in the metro.

I was in a rush. My bride was waiting.

I opened it just for the address.

- Why didn't you turn it in? - I was in a rush!

It really is strange.

Yes, very strange.

Yes, it really is strange.

I'm no idiot. I don't buy a word of this.

- Drink this to my health. - Very kind, drink it with us.

Just one second. I have work to do.

That's no reason to steal my ticket!

Listen, Moulin.

Listen to what?

I had 800,000 francs. Now I don't.

Think about it.

About what?

Listen, you claim to have won 800,000 francs,

that the ticket was in your wallet.

If my son-in-law stole your ticket, he wouldn't return the wallet.

Honestly...

You read the number wrong.

Yes, you must have got it wrong.

I don't understand at all.

I ruined your party. Excuse me.

You're excused.

Good evening.

- One word... - What now?

- One word! - Leave, Mr. Roland.

I won't listen. My husband is coming.

He'll be a while.

He's downstairs, arguing.

- You shouldn't be here. - Yes.

- I know everything. - What?

You seemed sad before.

Well, now I know why.

- You have good spies. - Money isn't everything.

- It's my business, now. - How so?

I'll get you out of here. That's all I want.

Go away. Your timing is bad.

No, it's perfect. Listen: I'll make a queen of you.

- I'm very happy. - No, but you will be.

I'm no idiot. I don't lose tickets.

- I'll do anything for you. - Stop.

Listen.

Since we meet, I think only of you. Your eyes, hair, body.

- I'll make you happy. - Let me go!

You'll have your heart's desire. Millions!

Bastard!

Antoinette! Antoinette! Open up!

Don't open it!

Let me by.

Let me by!

Yeah, right.

Antoine...

You can't stop me.

You'll go to jail!

Riton!

Popaul, Huguette!

Riton, go see.

Popaul!

- What is it? - They're killing one another.

- Who? - Antoine!

With who?

Silence!

- Won't you stop them? - This is really something.

Come on, Antoine!

Come on, Antoine! Your left!

Come on, Antoine! Your left! Your left!

That's it!

Look out. Keep your guard up! Keep it up, I said!

Come on, Antoine!

Keep your distance, Keep your distance!

Come on, Antoine!

Look out!

Hit him! That's it!

Well, I never!

He's shell shocked, poor sod.

Finish him off.

That's it!

One, Two, Three!

- He got the message. - Took a good hiding.

Six!

Seven!

Eight!

Nine!

Ah, ah, Antoine...

He's a killer, that man.

Murderer!

Antoine!

Murderer! Murderer!

Watch out, you'll hurt yourself!

Bastards!

He sure isn't polite! He isn't polite!

You'll pay for this!

I'm broke!

- Honey, talk to me. Please. - He can't. He can't hear you.

- Why can't he? - He's knocked out. Can't you see?

Well then?

Riton, he's not coming to.

Give me a towel.

- Will it work? - Of course.

What's all the funny business?

You're funny. You obviously weren't here.

What happened to him?

He hit his head and fainted.

This has been one strange day. Luckily it's almost over.

Poor Antoine.

My winning ticket. 800,000 francs.

1-3-9-8-0-0, 32nd drawing.

You read it wrong.

Yes, you must have got it wrong.

You must have got it wrong.

Nothing left?

You must have got it wrong.

You must have got it wrong...

He's coming to.

Well, Antoine?

Antoine...

Antoine!

1-3-9-8-0-0! Can you believe it?

He's crazy.

Translation: Andrew Litvak

Subtitles: Fangedesire, Corvusalbus