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"I'll be the judge, I'll be the jury"
said cunning old Fury

"I'll try the whole cause and condemn
you to death" Alice in Wonderland

I first saw her in April...

when her parents moved from Arrame
on the other side of the pass.

Her name was Eliane but everyone
called her Elle or "that girl."

Her father, old Devigne, was paralyzed
after a fall from a ladder.

Her mother was German. Devigne
met her while doing forced labor.

They call her Eva Braun.

Back to work. You don't even know
who Eva Braun was.

I first saw her at the cinema while on
fire duty. She was playing the star.

She'd won a beauty contest...

as "Miss Camping Site"...

and acted like
a star ever since.

I thought she was
good looking...

but no more than that.

She said she sat close to the screen
to get some peace.

The truth was she
wouldn't wear glasses...

and couldn't see
from further back.

Get a move on!

What's the hurry?

Can't hang about. Bye.

Small towns are all alike.

The film ends and thirty seconds later
everyone has vanished.

With M. Loubet's wife there
wasn't much time for words.

We used the aisle
to have a carpet under us.

The place needs a coat of paint.

I usually drove my brother's van home.
His driving made me crazy.

We'd load up the back with kids.

They'd fall fast asleep
on the way.

Everyone's asleep here.

I've stopped. A fireman
needs all his breath.

Before, I smoked like a chimney.

Find yourself a girl?

Eva Braun's daughter.

You done it with her?

Not tonight. Her mother
was with us.

What about other nights?

Twice. Last Saturday
and the one before.

Where?

In the van on a tarpaulin.

How was it?

What an ass! Really something.

It was too cold to undress.
I just pulled up her skirt.

What an ass!

You get zero for conversation.

You're a fine bunch.

Don't call me Pin-Pon.

What is it? What's going on?

I'll catch pneumonia!

I thought you were in a hurry.

If I die, I'll take you with me.

My brother, Mickey, delivers wood
and is an amateur cyclist.

He's as dumb as a tooth glass...

but we get on well.
We don't need to talk much.

You ass. Now there's
no more water!

Mother!

My other brother, 13 years younger
than me, was born when father died.

He's the intellectual
of the family.

Father would call him "Doctor"
if he were still alive.

Our father walked here,
all the way from Southern Italy.

Like all Italians, he was set
on going to America...

but he never had
enough money for the ticket.

He ended up marrying my mother
who came from Digne.

They took in her sister who's been
deaf since Marseilles was bombed.

She's called Cognata
by everyone but my mother.

What vegetables do you want?

What's that?

She wants peas
as usual on Sundays.

Ace, two and three, as usual.

Ace, two and three, as usual.

My aunt's choice never varies. "Don't
confuse Fate," she says. And it works.

She's won twice.

I'd go for her.

What with, may one ask?

It's not that difficult.

The town chemist and a visiting friend
of my nephew's had her.

And even one of those
Portuguese workers.

Wake up.

A fellow needs a break.

If your eyes were that blowtorch,
she'd not sit down for a week.

We all call my boss Henry IV. He's
the best boules player I know.

I went to school
with his wife, Josette.

Can I fetch
your mother anything?

Some steaks. Five normal and a big
one for Bou-Bou. Say they're for us.

- Why?
- You know steak like he knows limos.

I have a Delahaye
with leather seats.

I swapped her for an old van.

She takes up all my spare time
but she still won't go.

Three hundred metres. Sixty metres.
Better than last time.

- It's the gaskets.
- You saw me change them.

She's allergic to gaskets.

No, it's the oil intake.

If you ask me, she's allergic
to everything.

We'd better push her back.

- Poor Pin-Pon!
- Don't call me that!

Mrs. Nosey Parker.

What's to stop us making a complaint
about the pollution?

- Do you know the Braun girl?
- Just about.

If you want my advice,
you'll keep well away from her.

I didn't ask your advice.

You can meet her any Sunday
at the Bing Bang dance.

That place makes me feel old.

Come along and I'll do the rest.

I don't need your help. I can chat
her up as easily as you.

You're wrong there.
I'm not smitten!

The Bing Bang came to one village
or another each Sunday.

The kids followed it around.

For a bit, I danced with Mickey's girl
who works in the post office.

- Where's Mickey?
- Gone to play boules.

Come on, I'll be the man.

Shall we dance?

What's the alternative?
Climbing trees?

That knocked me back a bit.

What's more, I hate people
with clammy hands.

But hers were different.
They were damp...

but they reminded me
of babies or children.

Don't you feel thirsty?

I'm not a goldfish!

Is your hair natural?

No, it costs me a fortune.

There's a good restaurant near
Cavaillon. Care to go some time?

Candles on the table,
silver cutlery...

Okay, take it easy.

You won't get me
in bed that way.

That's a fact.

Look, we can't stand here all night.
I can only dance on Sundays.

I've got to go.

- Who are you playing against?
- Locals.

We're leading by three points.
Massigne is hopeless.

To hell with Massigne!

There's a fair at Thorame. Let's make
a foursome with Georgette and Moune.

Moune isn't that bad, is she?

Let's play rummy
with Cognata tonight.

And invite Henry IV when we return
the car. We'll drown our sorrows.

I'll just lose
this game and come.

I told myself there were
other fish in the sea...

that she wasn't
worth the trouble.

Anyone at home?

I've a flat tire.

Move back a bit.

As you repair cars,
I thought you'd do bikes.

What fun!

You'll get dirty!

What's she doing here?

- Her bike needs repairing.
- Tell her to take herself off.

Your tire has a huge rip in it.
How did that happen?

Come back tomorrow.
I've some spare tires at home.

When do you stop work?

Not for another hour.
Maybe longer.

I'll wait outside.

She sat motionless.

Like a doll thrown in a corner.

Mother detests
anything in a skirt.

She'd even hate a Scotsman.

I've a bike to mend.

Your brother
cornered me last night.

- Mickey?
- No, Bou-Bou.

He asked me
what I'd done to you.

When I said, "nothing" he got
all hoity-toity and said...

"So why was he upset?"

So silly.

What made you go?

Misgivings, because
of Georges Massigne.

I'd have you know
I belong to nobody.

And we're not together any more.

Do you really have
a player piano in your barn?

Who told you?

Bou-Bou did, when we made up.

That's all our father left us
when he died. Four walls...

and the piano.

Does it still work?

Yes, on its own sometimes. If a mouse
gets in, we're serenaded.

But it has only one tune.

You did it on purpose?

To see me?

With pruning shears.

Pin-Pon isn't a real name.
What were you christened?

Florimond. My real name
is Florimondo.

But the Italians were
against us in the war...

so it didn't go down well
in the village.

- Could we go to your restaurant?
- Anytime.

Why not now? At once.

Tell you what.

If you go round the back,
you can choose which dress I wear.

All right?

That's why I couldn't do without her.
She lived life in top gear.

It was wonderful.

For that moment,
I'd start all over again.

Hurry up!

Bou-Bou's belt.

Where is he going?

Nobody tells me anything.

- He's meeting a client
- What's her name?

I don't know.

If the fire station wants me,
call the restaurant.

All right, but hurry up.

- I'll do?
- Fantastic.

Mother, I may be back late.
Don't worry.

Will I do?

You look like Zorro!

Go fast or I'll have to sit
and wave to the village.

He drives well.
The car won't suffer.

Maybe, but it's
the last time I lend it.

Not feeling sick?

You're joking.

I'd spend my life in a car
if my stupid father could afford one.

What was he before?

A watchman and he did road work.

He had a stroke?

I don't want to talk about it.

I have a Delahaye.
Know what that is?

No, except that it doesn't work.

I'll make it work when I find the parts.
And then I'll take you on holiday.

Oh, yes? Where?

Wherever you like.

All right. To Nice?

To a crummy room
where you'll screw me?

It's incredible. What did I say?

You bite your nails?

- Don't look.
- They're false?

Say anything and I'll tell everyone
you sleep with Mme. Loubet.

Who told you that?

It's common knowledge.

There's no point
in telling then.

I promise I won't tell a soul.

And I'll take you back
if you prefer.

No, don't.

It's like Hollywood.

You come often?

I came once
to fix a customer's car.

You can laugh but I promised
myself I'd come back...

with a glamorous girl
like the ones I saw that day.

When I was little, they took me
to the eye doctor and we ate out.

But there were oiled tablecloths
and fly papers. It was squalid.

Squalid.

You've bad sight?

I can't see my own feet.

Why not wear glasses?

Who cares about feet?

The band leader!

Has Mademoiselle chosen?

A melon without port
and strawberries, if you have them.

Perch with fennel
and asparagus to start with.

What wine would you like?

Not for me.

- It makes me cry and cry.
- But tonight is special.

- Which champagne?
- The one you always serve us.

It was the Piper Heidsieck,
wasn't it?

Is there gold on the label?

Gold? Yes, I think so.

Then that will do.

At school, I never listened.
I repeated the same year three times.

In the end, they gave in
and I left.

You're not eating.

But I was by far the prettiest.

Everyone said so.

At thirteen or fourteen I was fully
grown. Don't you believe me?

My teacher, Mlle Dieu, was mad about
me. She'd have done anything for me.

And I'm not stupid. Take arithmetic.
No one can count faster than me.

I beat the supermarket till.

Choose two numbers. Anything
from one to ten thousand. Hurry!

Okay... 3547 + 8768.

12, 315

Check it!

You're right!

Another.

No, I believe you.

When I was small, I played
that with my father.

He used to say, "You can beat anyone
else on earth, no matter who."

" No matter who."

I mustn't drink any more.

- What's got into you?
- Nothing.

You were like this in the car.

Don't take any notice.

Generally, boys don't take
so much trouble to make me see...

You know what I mean?

Who are you talking about?
The chemist?

Or that man on holiday,
or the Portuguese?

It's not true.

- You weren't there.
- Okay, so they lied.

Did Massigne tell you that?

- I said "they".
- They are stupid.

I only meant
that if you like me...

you don't have to do all this.

You can have me here
among the plates...

in front of everybody!

Would you like anything else?

Leave us alone!

Cheer up.

9, 322 and...

7, 825

17,147

Well, two things she said were true.
She could add like Einstein

and when she cried,
you couldn't stop her.

I told you, I'm tipsy.

We'll go home.

I want to stay with you.

No need to wake the holy family.

We can sleep in the barn.

Seeing her look
at me like that...

I made my biggest mistake ever.

Where are you?

What an idiot you look, Elle.
If it weren't so funny, I'd kill myself.

He wants to get his pants down
and Elle just wants it over with...

without her zip jamming.

Let Elle forget for a moment...

he's the son
of his beastly father.

I'll say, what are they doing
to you, little Eliane?

Let her enjoy it this once.

A bit of patience
and I'll find them all.

They'll pay dearly,
and their families.

You could at least say
where you've been.

You know where I've been.

For Christ's sake,
don't just stand there.

What must I do to make you take
a swipe at me just once?

Don't you understand?

I want you to hit me. I'd prefer it
that way. Can't you see?

But she can't see
any more than she ever has.

She'll go on thinking about who I am
and what happened to us.

I mustn't mention
the player piano.

I must do it all myself.
She'd stop me.

Come on.

To please me.

Mother.

Haven't you finished, yet?

You're disturbing
the whole village.

Wait till I get my hands on you.

Why must they be so stupid?

They're just having a joke.

Yes, what does it matter?

Sit down there.

Something to say?

What about you?

What did she take?

Nothing. These are my panties.

I hate wearing
yesterday's clothes.

This is my house.

- Leave her alone.
- Is she going to stay?

She's staying.

I'm going to live
with the Montecciaris.

She's leaving?

Good riddance.

I love you best of all.

No, you don't.

I'm only down
the village street. It's not far.

Our trip back was a real joke. You'd
have thought we were April fools.

It must be awful indoors
to bring them out like this.

Brochard and his wife
were the stupidest of all.

You're moving?

What's it got to do with you?

You don't have to turn on
the TV to hear idiots talk.

- It's not very nice.
- But it's clean.

I must go to work.

- Can I put up my posters?
- It's your home.

- Mind if I say something?
- No need, I'm not stupid.

I didn't have time to put
on panties. I'll do it now.

His smile made me
want to give up.

Not much room here.

I had this bath
when I was a baby.

It's a good thing
our water's free.

She's going to bathe right here!

- I have to admit...
- What?

- I've my own upstairs.
- Either way, I'll be doing the washing.

Your mother didn't teach you
much to go by your hands.

My mother wouldn't like you speaking
to me like that. She'd say your son...

shouldn't have brought me here.

It won't last long.

Hey, Broken Hi-fi!

Listen to this.

Before he's rid of me, your sister
will have bought me a wedding dress.

I'm sorry, I'm hard of hearing.

Smothered in lace.
And I'll see she cries all over it.

I'm taking eggs
to your mother. Any message?

In the Ice Mother's bedroom
was a bed that could kill.

And his photograph.

How did I stop myself
spitting on it?

You look like a monkey
when you eat.

I should have played a diamond.

Fancy being so old,
greedy, and ugly, too.

I'd rather die at thirty,
or maybe forty.

Your turn, stupid!

- You counted my winnings?
- Screw you!

You're a good girl.

We're already good friends.
I've a soft spot for old people.

Two and twenty,
Our Sorrowful Lady.

I pass.

Nevermind. All trumps.

You left these behind.

I wondered why you stuck
your nose in things.

I'm going up to change.

She said nothing about her visit
but it doesn't matter.

My mother would never
talk to strangers.

You can dry the salad.

I don't know how.

Has that player piano
always belonged to you?

My husband brought it here when he
was young. On foot, if you must know.

On foot!

It was his living.

Why do you ask?

I thought I'd seen it
when I was small in Arrame.

It's never gone that far.

The last time it left here
you weren't even born.

Her stare frightens me.

It's as if she knew everything.

What's the matter?

Nothing. It's all right.

Turn that thing off!

It's nothing.
I'll soon be better.

Don't say anything.

Promise?

Who did that?

Your aunt
with the cheese grater.

What made you do that?

What's he saying?

Tell him it's not true,
you hussy.

- Stop that. She never insulted you.
- Take it easy.

Butt out, okay?

No, it's not okay.

- What's going on?
- Can I say something?

I was joking.

It's hardly your
aunt's style, is it?

What did she say?

Nothing.

Aren't you ashamed?

Fancy imagining that
of your aunt.

It's always the same.

I felt faint and fell.

Faint? How do you mean?

I was in the barn.
Bou-Bou found me.

Has this happened often?

Never.

You spend all day reading stupid
magazines. No wonder you feel ill.

No, it's not that.

I let a few weeks pass and I
was nice to everyone.

Can't you rest a bit? Anyone would
think you were the maid here.

In the afternoons while I wait
for Pin-Pon I play solitaire.

I change dresses, fix my false
nails, varnish them...

or lose myself in thoughts
of that other old fool.

You've won again, my pet.

After an hour or so
dreaming like that...

I'm so fed up I have to go out.

On Sunday mornings, Mickey
sets off for a race saying...

I'll win, damn it!

And returns, saying...

I lost, damn it!

Hardly surprising.

It's your fault, too.
You handle my equipment.

In the sprints, sure I didn't shine.
My lousy bike weighs a ton.

- Where's Mother?
- Outside.

Then listen to me.

Your bike doesn't drink
or smoke.

Or spend every night
with Georgette.

How can you hope to win?

Is this large?

- Read the ticket.
- I can't read.

Ninety-seven francs fifty.

- You counted that fast.
- That's all God gave me.

What are you knitting?

What do you think?

How do you know?

I went to the doctor. He said
I can't know yet but I 'm sure.

I'm sure she is. She's
tricked you, my poor boy.

Be quiet. No one's tricked anyone.
It's one of those things.

Anyway I hate people whispering
about her. We'll deal with this fast.

End of chapter. A little perseverance
and I'll sign my name Montecciari.

Look, I've some work for you.

Josette, Henry IV's wife,
gave it to me.

You're really going
to be married?

I knew it. I prayed in church.

It's beautiful.
Worth a lot of money.

Make it tight, with lots of lace and
trimmings, like a Marilyn dress.

He looks such a kind boy.

So serious and such
a good worker.

And so handsome, too.

Yes, Italians aren't bad.

Describe yours.

- I don't know what you mean.
- Yes, you do.

Tall. Dark.
With a black moustache.

What else?

Come on, tell me.

What more can I say than
I've said hundred times before...

when you've badgered me
with your questions?

It was November, 1955.

A Saturday,
in the middle of the day.

There were three of them.
One was Italian.

There was a fork before Arrame and
sometimes motorists missed the road.

Otherwise no one came our way.

We've lost our way.
Is Arrame far?

Go back to the fork.

Take the road along
by the river.

That's a fine rabbit.

It's nice and quiet here.

I was alone.

Every other Saturday,
Gabriel visited his sister.

But she refused to see me.

I was shy then. More so than now,
but not easily scared.

I'd had that knocked out
of me in the war.

But I was on edge all day...

as if something inside me
knew they'd be back.

When they come, I thought,
"No, it's not true."

But I knew it was true.
That was my life!

If you scream,
I'll break your nose,

and all of your teeth.

Here are your clean clothes.

Shall I cook carrots or squash?

My sister is a nitwit.
A good woman, but a nitwit.

She shouts though
she knows I can't hear.

The child doesn't shout.
She speaks slowly so I understand.

What was your
brother-in-law like?

Poor Lello?

Touchy.

Touchy, but kind hearted.

A real Italian.

She gets on well with Mickey
and especially Bou-Bou.

I'm sure she bought him
that sweater he wore last Sunday.

She said nothing to the others
but I don't miss much.

I'll win, damn it!

Only my sister dislikes her.
She thinks her insincere and sassy.

That girl is two-faced.

The child is unhappy.

Life can't have been easy.

But she'd rather show her bottom
than her true feelings.

- You were so stuck up as a girl.
- And guess what she calls you.

I know "Broken Hi-fi"
She told me.

Did she ask you who brought the player
piano back after Lello pawned it?

I can't hear.

She asked who brought
the player piano back.

I can't hear.

I remember who it was.

Leballech and his
brother-in-law.

You weren't there
when they came.

It was the day the tractor
crushed Massigne.

You'd gone to the wake.
So there!

Leballech and his brother-in-law.
That was fifty-five or fifty-six.

No, fifty-five. In November.

The men had a drink together,
here in the kitchen.

Florimond was just a boy then,
always at his father's side.

I knew Leballech by sight. He drove
for Ferrold's like Mickey does now.

I didn't know the brother-in-law.
He said he was from Digne.

I was worried that the boy
wasn't in bed. It was past midnight.

Strange how clearly
I remember that time...

but not those marvellous days
with my husband before the war.

In the summer we rented
a cottage at Susset-les-Pins.

The garden was full
of oleanders.

I remember the gramophone and my
favorite record The Barge Sails On.

Thinking of nothing
the current runs on...

making wanderers of us all.

I don't remember the singer.

Yes, I do. Lys Gauy.

I don't remember the gramophone.

But there was a dog
on the label.

It's on the tip of my tongue.

Oh God, I can't remember
the make.

His Master's Voice.

The dog is His Master's Voice.
Everyone knows that.

You're going daft.

You're wicked!

Yes, you're very wicked.

I love you best in this house
but you're losing your memory.

Don't let them know.

Ask me.

I'm not wicked.
I'm going daft, too.

You understand?

That afternoon she went to town to get
her birth certificate for the wedding.

When she came back,
she'd changed.

Her eyes weren't made up
any more. She was sad.

Worse than that.

Can I see
your birth certificate?

What's it to you, old fool!

Coming for a swim?

Let me see it. Be a good girl.

She was born on the tenth of July,
nineteen fifty-six.

She'd be twenty in few days.

Her name was
Eliane Manuela Herta Wieck.

Her mother, Paula Manuela Wieck
was a naturalised French citizen.

Her father was unknown.

You've your mother's name.

- Do you mind?
- Just explain.

There's nothing to explain.

Don't go away. I'm on your side.

I had to wait two or three days
to be alone with her again.

Curiosity gets worse with age.

I want to speak
to you. Come here.

She was off to see her old teacher,
Mlle Dieu on the bus.

I know she'll tell me
to leave her hair alone.

I won't mess up your hair.

All right, you won't mess it up.

What did you want to say?

Want to know about that piano?

Delivered eight months
before you were born.

I'm not as stupid as you imagine.
I've plenty of time to think.

Go on, ask me.

Ask what? Who brought
the piano back? I couldn't care less.

No use asking my sister.
She wasn't there.

But I was. Nobody else
but me can tell you.

I don't want to know.

I want to marry Pin-Pon.
That's all!

Silly ass.

I know you're there.

His name is Leballech.

He was with his brother-in-law.
Do you hear me?

He drove a truck for Ferraldo,
Mickey's boss.

When you see Pin-Pon, tell him
I'm having supper with my teacher.

I'll tell him.

Leballech left to go
and work for himself.

He has a sawmill
on the Coustelet road.

- And his brother-in-law?
- Name of Touret.

Works in Carpentras.

Your father sent you?

He can't move.

He knew Leballech?

It's odd. The holy family, I mean,
my future mother-in-law knew him.

He brought back
their player piano once.

You remember?

November fifty-five.

There we are Saturday
the nineteenth. Leballech.

Timber for Bonnet,
fencing for Poncet, Arrame.

Player piano, Montecciari.

And below...

truck out all night.
Leballech warned.

There were so many cars in Carpentras
and I'd such a headache.

Can I help?

M. Touret?

He's out with a client
but he shouldn't be long.

I've been transferred
from Nice. I'm a teacher.

I need a furnished flat.
Nothing too dear.

This is just the thing
Rue de L' Hubac, fourth floor.

- This young lady wants a flat.
- Thank you, Suzy.

I wish he were dead
and rotting already.

It's fine. Just what I want.

But eight hundred francs
a month is an awful lot.

If this were the cinema,
not an eye would be dry.

I'm sorry but I can't make up my mind.
Tonight I'll think it over.

But of course.

Call when you've decided.

Then we can meet again.

- Dad's in his office.
- Thanks.

Laugh while you've still
the chance.

Sorry to bother you, but I may rent
a flat from your brother-in-law.

I'm a teacher.

How much would you charge
for a bookcase?

Just shelves for my books.

I'm not a carpenter. I could maybe let
you have some wood but that's all.

I'll give you a name.

Say I sent you
and they won't cheat you.

I may not take the flat after all.
It's really too dear for me.

Do you know how much a teacher
earns? Less than nothing.

Try bargaining with him.

I know where that would get me.
I'm not stupid.

He undresses you with a glance.

Have I offended you?

The less I hear of my brother-in-law,
the better pleased I am.

- How old are you?
- Twenty. My name is Jeanne.

And you're a teacher?

Make my shelves and you'll see.

- See you.
- I hope so.

If he's still standing there
when I turn round, he's had it.

As sure as I'm alive
I'll have his soul.

My teacher had been
waiting an age.

A budgie-fancier would
have put her in a cage.

Well, we are all dressed up!

Why did you keep me
hanging about?

Did you dress up for me?
It's quite amazing.

Let's go I'm hungry.

How much does a teacher earn?

Enough to buy you a present.

That's not why I asked.

Do I look like a teacher?

No. You look like no one else.

Do you remember I once
took tests in Nice?

A lousy counsellor
typed a report...

saying I was unfeeling, anti-social
and perverse. Do you think that's true?

No, I wrote and said so.

I am not unfeeling.
And you've done worse than that.

On my certificate last week,
you wrote "father unknown."

You're the village clerk,
you could easily...

have written Gabriel Devigne,
couldn't you?

For me!

You know what you are? An idiot.

Calm down.

What about your napkin?

But I never smoke.

Except to annoy.

But it's very pretty.

There's a card in the box.

Leave it.

"Let me be your flame."

Terribly trite but I found it
touching, too.

I'll give you a better kiss
in the car later.

I love seeing her blush.

- What are you thinking about?
- You.

What's so funny about me?

You put a bra on
under your blouse.

At home, you wouldn't have worn it.

Give me a birthday treat.

Go and take it off
in the toilet.

Don't be crazy. People will see.

Please.

I warn you I'm going to do it.

I did it.

Next time, show your behind.

I always repay what I owe,
for good or ill. Then I'm even.

She kissed amazingly well.

Are you angry?

I rang Mlle Dieu at seven.
She wasn't in.

She took me out for my birthday.

She gave me a lighter.

She did you proud.

- Is that yours?
- My father's.

Are you a good shot?

He was better.

Would you use it
if someone hurt me?

Who'd want to do that?

I don't know.

He's very quiet up there.
Maybe he sleeps all day.

Or he's not shouting at me
because I'm twenty.

Mother, I want to ask you
something. Don't be cross.

Am I generally cross?

How was he when
you knew him in Germany?

He was lost. He was hungry,
like we all were.

We were fleeing. What do you
want me to say?

I don't know.
Just what he was like.

You saw at once he was French.

He looked as if he'd been punished
for something he hadn't done.

Lower, so the best man
can take it off.

That'll amuse Mickey.

And later?

And later what?

November fifty-five.

When he came back
from visiting his beastly sister.

What did he do?

I knew you'd get back to that.

I warn you I'll break everything.
Windows, crockery, the lot.

- I've told you a hundred times.
- Make it a hundred and one.

Why didn't he go to the police?

I stopped him.

You didn't recognise
any of them?

No, they weren't
from around here.

Do nothing. Don't tell anyone.

I'm a foreigner.

They'll laugh at you.

I'll find them myself.

Kill them with my own hands.

But I knew he wouldn't.

He was a mouse of a man.
Scared of everything.

He was always good to me.

Yes, that's true.
He was different with you.

Leave the dress alone.

The truth is you didn't love him.
So he didn't care.

If it turns out you were
having it off behind his back...

I've never looked
at another man.

Ask him, if you
don't believe me.

But you're right.
I didn't love him enough.

Not to sacrifice everything.

We'll have to find a midwife
who'll do it. I'll ask my sister.

I agree with the doctor.
Whoever made it, the child is mine.

If you want, I'll go away.

Listen, Gabriel, even the man
himself doesn't know.

For us, it's as if he's dead.

Dead!

Would I be talking like this
if he were dead?

But all three are alive
and well.

And all I seem to be good for
is cleaning up the mess they made.

Do as you like, but I'll never
accept the child as mine.

You should have left me
where I was.

I didn't ask to be born.

And he'd still be walking.

Sure you're not
too hot like that?

What would you suggest?
Armor? Like Joan of Arc?

As usual, I got over it. I had a bit
of a headache, that's all.

Climb on my back.

I know where to find some trout.

As Cognata says, "Those were the days."
I won't believe they're over.

How I wish it was now.

What do you say to some glasses?

Won't that be nice?

Eliane

Wieck

Devigne

Eliane Devigne

That's rubbish, just
for the health insurance.

I'll explain.

It's because of the war.

Mummy was German.

But it makes
no difference to us.

You understand?

Montecciari

Leballech

Touret

When I've done it,
I'll go and say...

"Dad, they're dead.
We'll both get better now."

I mustn't stay here.

These shoes are hopeless. Shit!

He was always my dad.

He didn't harm me. It was me
that saw evil everywhere.

Be careful, you can
lose a hand that way

That was a big one.

Come down, that's enough now.

What a girl.

I could eat you.

What is it?

Don't touch me...

His silence proves he thought
of me as his daughter.

"He'd fallen from a tree."
End of story.

The doctor might not have believed it
but no one could budge him.

It took me three bends
to catch up with you.

I'm racing at Manosque tomorrow.
I'll come In last.

Unless I add a motor.

How many kilometres today?

I'll tell Pin-Pon a hundred.

But really it was fifty.

And I drank three cans of beer.

Got any cigarettes?

Pin-Pon says
I'm dumb as a tooth glass.

You're all as bad as each other.

A crystal tooth glass.

What are you thinking about?

There's one race I can win.

It's in Carpentras in July.

The week after your wedding.

At Carpentras?

Three tours of the town
with a bonus each time.

What's the prize?

A medal and a bike Pin-Pon
will sell for fifty francs.

I'd like you to win.

There we were
not saying a word...

and for no reason I became gloomy
about Pin-Pon, Bou-Bou and Cognata.

Sunsets are such sad things.

Look who's coming!

- Go Italy!
- Long live liberty!

Long live liberty!

Three little Notes of music

Locked in the attic

In the house Of souvenirs

But they never cease to play
Turn the page though you may

Then one day Without warning

You find they are calling

You'd prefer to forget

Their notes of regret.

From that summer you met

But you will never forget

The notes that you heard

And the girl that you met

Where's the best man?

Who'd have thought it?

That wasn't very manly.

It's a wonderful day.

The sun, the music, everyone
laughing, it was all wonderful.

I started laughng to myself. To think
it was my wedding. I was married.

Nothing around me seemed real.

Not even the home
I'd always known.

I'll get you another.

It was then I started
looking for Elle.

But nobody knew where she was.

Have you seen Elle?

She was in the house just now.

I've already lost my wife.

- Mickey, are you there?
- No, go away.

There was Mickey with Georgette
losing his next race.

Have you seen your daughter?

She's not with you?

Is something wrong?

- Are you looking for Eliane?
- Have you seen her?

I disliked Eliane's teacher
on sight. Don't ask me why.

There's no point explaining now.

What happened was
as much my fault as hers.

This is a wedding,
not a funeral.

Plenty of time
later for regrets.

Where's the bride?

Gone in to rest.

I danced and forced myself
to join in the fun.

At seven, she still wasn't back.

Mickey and I went to look
for her in the village.

Brochard, have you seen Elle?

I last saw her coming out
of church on your arm.

And very nice you looked.

Let's try her mother's.
It costs nothing to look.

A nurse was looking
after M. Devigne.

I've a good reputation.

What happened?

She wanted to see her father.

But he didn't want to see her.
He was shouting like a madman.

But she went up all the same.

Don't look at me!

Please, please.

I did nothing. I meant no harm.

Let go of me, you old whore!

They stayed like that
a long time.

Go along, Eliane,
and find your mother.

I want your mother.

You'll see.

For both of us
it'll be like before.

I'm sure it will.

You shouldn't believe everything
women say. They always exaggerate.

He must be crazy.

Shut up in his room all day.

She moved in with you, so he decided
never to see her again.

Imagine how you'd feel.

Is that all you can say?

Don't you want to win
at Carpentras?

She's hiding somewhere. You know
what she's like, she's only a kid.

Maybe she's back.

Don't be angry with her.
It's not her fault.

I had a lump in my throat, like I had
as a boy when I wanted to howl.

We still have to eat.

I hoped to find you alone.

I thought they'd have left.

We'll call you Desiree.

Damn you all!

What did you say to her?

That I was looking forward to my
wedding night but the rest was a farce.

She was too free, too wild.

The more I asked her questions,
the more annoying I was.

A stupid husband.

Your turn.

In one way I was right.

From the 7th to the 26th.

That's how long our marriage lasted,
but nothing else turned out...

as I thought.

On Wednesday when I came home
for lunch, she was missing.

- No idea where she went?
- No.

You asked her?

What did she say?

The girl must go out sometimes.
I expect she's sunbathing.

No, she was wearing her red dress
and had a handbag.

Do you know anything?

We aren't going to steal your plate.
You'll choke one of these days.

You're going back to the garage?

Put those two up
there with the others

What will they think?

Let them think what they like.

You aren't a teacher, are you?

What do you do?

Nothing.

Why did you come to Carpentras?

It was just chance, really.

But I'm glad I came.

This time he made up his mind.

He put his tongue in my mouth
and I'd have vomited...

but for the vow I'd made
to kill them both.

He wasn't interested in my state
of mind, the bastard.

Not here.

Will you take
my brother-in-law's flat?

I'd forgotten about it.

If you like, I'll take it.

There's no need.

It's just a little something.

Right, I'll go to the agent's.

I'll meet you tonight.

I can't manage tonight.

I've things to do in Nice.
But I'll ring when I get back.

I promise.

Be nice.

I'm dying for it, too.
Call me a taxi.

Off I went for the keys.

I scoured the shops
for slutty clothes.

Come in quick.
You mustn't be seen.

What are you doing
in a place like this?

If you were found here,
it'd be a catastrophe.

But you asked me.

Don't speak so loud.

Listen.

Some things I can only
tell to you.

I can't tell my mother
or even Pin-Pon.

Promise you won't
tell anyone. Swear it.

I swear, but what is it?

Listen.

Last summer when
we lived In Arrame...

I used to go up
into the hills to sunbathe.

One day, I was on my own
when two men...

well, they grabbed hold of me.

I was too scared to tell anyone.

Later, they came to the house
and I was even more scared.

So I went with them
to the woods.

Of your own accord?

You don't know
what they were like.

They threatened to beat me up,
and my mother, too.

I hoped, once I'd married,
they'd stop.

But no. They came to the village
on my wedding day.

They forced me to...

So you see why
they rented me this flat?

To receive men,
to be a prostitute.

She cried so much...

we nearly drowned.

If anything happens,
see Pin-Pon gets this.

It gives their names
and addresses.

The flat keys will always be
in the letter box.

It's not for you.

Only Pin-Pon must know.
Remember that.

If one day you have to tell him.

Say what hurt me the most...

was what they did to me
on our wedding day.

Don't torture yourself.

- What are you saying?
- There's no need to shout.

Ask her why she
stopped knitting!

Hit me and I'll leave.

Tell me. Where have you been?

Go ahead, hit me.

I've lost a heel.

I went to town to look at the shops
and I missed the last bus.

Where's your shopping then?

I didn't need anything.
I was just looking.

Between your mother and aunt,
life's not much fun.

Button your dress. Must you show
yourself to everyone?

Come on.

I'm fed up with the dress, too.
I won't wear it any more.

Is it my cooking you dislike?

How did you guess?

I prefer my mother's.

When you're expecting,
you have to eat.

You don't knit much these days.

Have you lost your tongue?

I've put on five pounds
since I came here.

Then I'm scolded for not eating.

What annoyed me most was that
she took me for a fool. And I was.

Catch. Your mother
can use it for polishing.

So this baby was pure invention?

I'm speaking to you.

Yes, you were saying?

Pure invention. Admit it!

I don't know what I said...
that I wanted an answer...

that we could have
married anyway.

There, there, my dear,
it's all over. Calm down.

You were always the calm one.
I didn't recognise you.

You even hit her on the breast.

- He wasn't in control.
- Exactly.

That night I was called
to a forest fire near Grasse.

For the first time that summer
I was glad to leave home.

It was two days
before I got back.

I won't be much good for a bit.

Careful! It hurts.

How was it?

It's still burning
on a wide front.

We saw it on TV. It's too bad.

I'll have a shower
and go to bed.

I don't mind if you have
a baby now or later.

But I can't stand you lying.

I've the feeling you're hiding something
from me and it makes me furious.

If I am, it's not
what you think.

I love you.

Go to your fires till the cows
come home, I'll still be faithful.

It's true.

So what's the secret?

If I ever tell it,
it will be to you.

I swear.

In the lead, Arabedian, Majorque,
Tarrazzi and Montecciari.

Mickey was winning
all the sprints.

He kept just behind Tarrazzi
till the last moment.

Then shot past him.

He's going to win!

Then Mickey dropped back.

And I lost Elle in the crowd.

Explain yourself.

What do you want?

I saw my old boss.

You're the Devigne girl
from Arrame.

You've married a Montecciari.

So what?

I'll tell you one thing about
that night at your parents'.

My brother-in-law
and I weren't involved.

You didn't deliver the piano
to the Montecciaris?

Let me out of here.

You're going to listen.
It won't take long.

That November I bought
my sawmill. You can check.

I visited Touret to sign the papers
but I had to keep it quiet.

So I found two mates
to do my deliveries.

It was after eleven
when they came back.

Do you know what time it is?

We got stuck.

The one, Panier,
got a job in Avignon.

Fiero, the Italian, became
manager of a bar in Marseilles.

I only knew the other one by sight.
A hooligan called Rostollan.

Get the hell out of here. Go!

And they didn't even
deliver the piano.

It'll only take half an hour.

So that's what we did.

Don't believe me?

My head's not just something
to put a hat on.

- Why would I lie?
- Yes, why?

If you weren't there, how did you know
the van stopped at my parents'?

Because I've had trouble before.

Ten years ago,
your father came...

and I told him the same thing.

Who?

Your father. Gabriel Devigne.

Ask him yourself.

I don't believe you,
you bastard.

When I finally saw Elle,
she seemed to be sleepwalking.

That was my very first thought.

What's the matter?

Just be quiet.

Don't move.

I didn't even dare speak to her.
She was passive and remote.

I didn't even hear who won.

Leave me alone!

It must be sunstroke
or something she ate at midday.

What's the matter?
Paula, come up here!

Shut up, you up there.

Let's leave them.

Speak to me.
Please, speak to me.

Your brother is right.
Leave her here tonight.

That's roughly what happened.

Who can say what really happens?
None of us sees it all.

Still bad?

I'll be back at midday.
Drink up your chocolate.

I don't feel like it.

What's this? It's not like you
to bite your nails.

Off you go now.

I won't open the door.

Please, let me in.

I must speak to you.

Are you ill?

Let me come in.

To tell me what?

Did you know Leballech?

Leballech? You can't get in.

Come on now. Go away.

Stop, stop!

Leballech had nothing
to do with it.

Then it's true.

You saw him?

I'll get the axe.

Yes, I saw Leballech.

And Touret, too.

You were nine...

when I found the piano.

They lied to you, too.

No. I already knew Leballech.

Before they
attacked your mother.

She would have recognised him.

But what do you want?
To find out which of the bastards...

was your father?

No. You're my father.

Why did you say that?

You knew where they were
and who they were!

Why didn't you say?

And have my head cut off?

Eliane. Come closer.

Do you remember the day
I went to see my sister in Puget?

I didn't go to my sister's.

I'll be back on the seven
o'clock bus.

Fiero was in July in Marseilles.

- Sorry, we're closing.
- Just a brandy.

No, it's late.

Panier was three weeks
later in Avignon.

Is someone there?

Rostollan was in September,
again in Marseilles.

Did you call for a cab?

You've brought me
to an odd spot.

Where are we going?

You can tell the police.

I don't care any more.

I'm finished.

I did it for you.

For you, I'd have done anything.

In the cellar in the lining
of my jacket.

Go and look.

If they were dead...

I thought it would be
like before.

But they've been dead a long time.
And nothing has come right.

I hear you were ill yesterday.

Feeling better?

Won't you come in for a moment?

Where are you going?

What was I doing just now?

And this morning?

And yesterday?

It must be another
of those bad dreams.

I know when I'm myself
and that's now.

I'm not crazy.

Pin-Pon looking
for his wife again.

You've not seen her?

Not on the bus?

I suppose you think
this is funny.

Of course not, Pin-Pon.

Don't call me that.

Do you boast about her?

You're wrong.

Idiot!

He's knocked his teeth out.
Call the police!

No, he can't help it.

She's been found.

In a hospital in Carpentras.
Her teacher is on the telephone.

He's knocked out two
of Massigne's teeth.

Teach him to keep
his mouth shut.

I can't speak on the phone.
They've done terrible things to her.

Who have? Explain.

They won't let you
see her today.

What's wrong with her?

She doesn't know who she is.
She says she's Eliane Devigne.

She lives in Arrame
ans she's nine years old.

I'll be right over.

Go and change first.

What for?

I'll take the car.

What are you going to do?

A visitor for you, Eliane.

He knows you.

This gentleman
knows your father.

He's brought you
some lovely flowers.

Is there anything
I can bring you?

I'd like my gold heart
and my glasses.

And I'd like...

Yes. What would you like?

The gentleman is going
to bring your father here.

By car. Very soon.

I'd love that.

That'll be lovely.

It's time we left.

Come along, I warned you.
Be sensible.

She won't be like that forever.

She can't be.

She's only twenty.
There's still hope.

I must explain.

Your wife has been mentally
unbalanced for a long time.

A neurosis has built up
over the years.

And, following some
terrible emotional shocks...