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The 5 continents delegated to Palm Beach

the most captivating sculptural representatives,

arousing the interest of male spectators the interest of male spectators.

Here, all is grace, charm and femininity.

Surrounded by her runners-up, here she is the new queen: Miss Australia.

An 18-year-old girl by the name of Virginia Meadows.

Her ambition: to find Prince Charming and make lots of money.

Once again, the 8th Airborne Brigade airborne brigade tried to perforate...

Wild!

Yeah, whistle!

I will not project in my theater images of war and crime,

and in general, any capitalist insolence. Intermission!

- What do you want, Gabriel? - Whatever you want, Marie.

- Bonsoir, facteur. - Thank you, Marie.

- Voilà, madame. - Are you ready, Marie?

I don't understand, Mom. I have one left.

Marie, you've forgotten me again.

I'm sorry, Captain.

Enjoy your evening.

Lazy bastards!

- Leopold, is that you? - Yes, it's me.

For 22 years.

This is me.

And crack!

Letter carrier, I don't have any news about the competition?

Still nothing, Marie.

Mr de Lépine, good morning!

Hello, letter carrier. Poem:

Man like a lark sings in the open air

women like nightingales

sing in the shadows.

Captain, my morning regards.

Hello, Lépine.

1, 2, 3, 4...

- That's right. - Yes.

1, 2, 3, 4...

Happy as Ulisse... Y !

...made a long journey, or like this one...

...the softness of Anjou.

- Panneton! - Captain! - Hi there!

Aurore, read this to me. Tanks in Albania!

2 hanged in Belfort!

Yesterday, it was threats in Afghanistan. Cutting.

I don't see why you cut out bad news

since you'll be talking about it all day long.

I talk about it but I live it.

Captain! He's upset because there are lost tanks in Albania...

I wonder how you dare to sell me at full price

a newspaper you've already already cut in half!

It's for your own good!

Wanting what's best for people is a socialist mentality.

As long as I'm mayor of this country, we won't have any fun...

with rape and genocide.

You've heard of it, haven't you... an ex-captain of the Coloniale.

- What are you implying? - Am I insinuating?

When I have something to say, Captain, I say it!

Everyone has the right to speak, and those who aren't happy, my boot.

I'm going for a swim.

Lépine, Marie is about to take her bath.

- I'll be right there. - Counselor, I need you to sign the Colombet file.

It'll never stop, Miss Chapier!

We don't know which way to turn.

- That's all, I hope. - No, that's not it. - One day at a time. Tomorrow, my little one.

Now for a moral lesson. Write:

Man asserts himself by saying no!

Gabriel, Marie is going to the baths. Are you with us?

- In other words, children... - Yes, yes!

No, it's not!

I'm telling you, it's the world upside down!

For a nuisance, everyone has to get out of the way!

You wouldn't want to wake him up while he's happy, would you?

You put the grass firmly between your thumbs and blow.

You teach them everything. You know how to do everything except...

Except what?

Marie, don't distract me when I'm teaching. Please go ahead.

All right, then. That's it for for today. You can go and play.

Don't you think I've put on weight?

No, no.

How would you know? You never look at me!

But yes, but yes!

In any case, I think they'll be watching me be watching me closely very soon.

Yes, when I pass the beauty contest.

I sent photos.

You don't mind, do you?

I'd wonder why, if you feel like it.

Well, I'm glad you like it.

I think Marie may be right right to take a chance.

We didn't ring your bell!

She'd be better off find herself a spouse.

I didn't bring her into the world so that she could appear in bikinis in right-wing magazines.

- Why right? - Because sin is on the right.

And I'm not a sectarian.

Is that all you have to say to me?

Yes.

What's on the agenda today?

After lunch, I suggest a little nap.

I'm talking about tonight's concert.

I'm thinking of giving the 3rd movement of my 1st quartet.

Again?

Marie, I forgot my wand. Would you get it for me at home?

Gentlemen, excuse me. I'll start with the finger.

- Can you see it well? - Yes, I can.

1, 2, 3.

Enter.

Ah, darling.

Pardon madame, I've come to fetch M. de Lépine's wand.

I've got a headache!

- Would you like me to close the window? - No, I don't want you to.

The air feels good.

And Jean-Jules' music doesn't bother me anymore.

It's astonishing. I can't hear it.

It's there, it's not there, it's all the same.

Ah, you'll see love...

Its colors fade very quickly.

And yet, you are the couple that people hold up as an example.

Listen...

Come on.

Look over there.

- Can you see? - No, I can't see a thing.

I always see an officer. An American officer at the Liberation.

He looked at my window.

He smiled at me, that's all.

Howard Griffith.

Howard Griffith, 37th Street, 4290b New York City.

He's always there, more present than Jean-Jules.

It's with him...

that I make my trips.

I'd love do some traveling myself.

The wand is in the secretary's drawer.

Your wand, Monsieur de Lépine. Voilà.

Of course, it's not bad either.

What's up?

I think you could have your name on the posters.

And you left everything to come and bury yourself here?

Because you think we're happy in an orchestra pit?

It's called a pit. You scrape without hearing anything.

Your neighbor, he tells you about social insurance.

You come out of your break to get on the metro.

Nice career! - But here!

I don't run anymore. I have time.

I watch you cross the square.

You make do with little.

The dream, isn't nothing, Marie.

Well, I'm not dreaming, I don't dream.

I know what I want. - What do you want?

Going out, seeing people, anything!

Here, take a look.

Here we are, nothing, all small.

We purr. We don't want to move.

And there's all that!

You're not wise, Marie.

Finally, let's give it some time.

1, 2, 3, 4.

- That's right. - Yes.

1, 2, 3, 4.

- Letter carrier, do I have any mail? - That's quite possible, Marie.

- Where are you running to? - What do I care?

What's none of my business. It's the only interesting things.

I know this mystery is common,

but I wonder how Léopold Panneton could have produced such beauty.

In your eyes, all men have them.

Even you, my darling.

Hello, letter carrier. What's up?

Yes, there's a letter for you, but I haven't read it yet.

Hand me the saucepan.

I'm tired of you reading my letters.

Imagine someone sends you bad news; if I wasn't there, you'd get it.

Well, a bereavement.Back to sender!

Allow me, it's for me.

This is a letter for the notary's wife.

Oh, I'm so glad. It's the result of his analysis...

Read this to me.

I've been invited to the competition.

- When she gets to the... - That's it, look!

Ah, your famous contest!

- Why, does it bother you? - Nothing?

So, if you don't mind, why give me a hard time?

Me?

- That's it, I'm selected. - Let me see.

Yes, it's tomorrow.I'm taking the noon bus.

Ah yes, you're itching, these beauty contests!

Why do you ask? Am I not beautiful, perhaps?

That's just it, when you've got a nice bum, you don't show it off to just anyone!

- Mom. - I said no, it's no.

Take a look.

Oh, my God!

- Let me try on my dress. - Leopold!

Do you think Dad in pain?

You know, your father likes to put on but I'm sure he'll be proud.

What if I'm not elected?

That's where you'll hurt his feelings. Ah, the jewels.

Not bad, eh? Hang on a sec.

What if I added the bracelet?

Perhaps.

God, she's beautiful!

She looks like her mother when I knew her.

I was going to say it! Spitting image of Aurore!

Aurore at 20.

What, Aurore at 20?

Our 6 eyes were one.

What are you implying?

Those were the days. We're not insinuating anything.

I'll get her some stockings. His are gone.

Decidedly, I have to get involved.

Marie.

You're not leaving.

What's the matter with you?

It's a great sorrow.

You're leaving.

- 2 days. - We say that...

and we come back 20 years later, too late. I've been there.

Don't you like it here?

You sound like a lover.

- Ah, if my name were Gabriel! - What, Gabriel?

If I were in his shoes!

And besides, I'll take care of it!

Ah no, ah no! Not a 1 in front of a 2, come on!

Gentlemen, the situation is serious!

- What, what, what? - The little one.

Really?

Put on your double 2.

- Leopold, your turn. - I've spoken with Marie.

- Oh no, not a 1 in front of a 2! - Oh, shit!

Joan of Arc delivered the kingdom, who crowned the king in Reims,

and ended up burning alive at the stake in Rouen, didn't she?

Why are you crying? Because we burned it?

She kept bothering the English, who are our friends.

So, Gabriel. Still no discipline at home?

What's all this? Let's go to recess!

- Oh, but! - No buts, sit down.

Gabriel, the situation is dramatic.

It's time to cross the Rubicon.

- What the hell is going on? - Gabriel!

Marie leaves.

Does she really want to leave?

Look at her, she's ready.

She takes to the world.

She will spend 24 hours in Dinard.

Dinard is a capital. I'm wary of capitals.

They're all smoke and mirrors, and Marie is a bird.

You have to hold her back.

Why me?

But because you're the only bachelor.

And because you love him.

- You mean me? - That's right.

So there you have it.

You say to her, "Marie, don't take the midday bus." She says, "Why?"

"because I love you". - You do?

It's tricky.

No, you don't! Here, take a look.

You enter. You say "Marie".

So now, you take a step back.

You turn pale, and say "Marie".

"I love you. I marry you."

Is that how it's done?

- I've done it over 20 times! - Maybe you have.

But getting married at my age, not me!

With school, bike racing, the cello,

no, in a few years, I'm not saying...

It will be too late.

You still have a vague physique but the boat's sinking fast.

Look at us.

- Of course it is. - And I'm not talking about the arteries!

- Ah? - Knuckles.

- Oh? - Glands.

Come on, don't be interested in old wrecks like us,

when you have beauty at your fingertips.

Go, run, steal, and avenge us!

But she'd have to love me!

You can do what you want with her. Go on, I'll take over.

Come on, kids. Playtime's over.

- Ah, Gabriel. - Marie, I need to talk to you!

She listens to you.Class dismissed.

Put it in the suitcase. And you, don't forget the curtsy.

It's very important for the distinction. You take after me.

Don't forget you've got class. - I've got stage fright.

You're the most beautiful. Tell her, Gabriel.

Marie, you're the most beautiful.

- Is that true, Gabriel? - Come on, get the suitcase down. Come on, let's go.

- Goodbye, Captain. - Finally, I warned you!

I'm not used to imposing, but this trip is a folly. Right, Gabriel?

Yes, Leopold.

So tell him.

- This trip may be madness. - Is that true, Gabriel?

Is that what you wanted to tell me? - No, I wanted to tell you...

I need to talk to you. Come over here.

Marie, I've got to tell you. Here goes...

My dear Marie, I've turned a little compliment.

Here, Gabriel, would you like to read it?

Gladly, my dear master.

Go, Marie, away from senile old men, dance in the arms of youth,

Suzanne at the bath didn't offer your bait,

gna, gna, step by step... What's gna gna?

- Yes, I was 4 short... - I think it's very pretty.

Thank you.

- My God, the bus! - Bye, Mom.

- Marie. - Marie.

Tell me about it. Here you go.

Marie.

I'm listening.

Is that all?

No, your suitcase.

I wanted to tell you... I'll take a step back and...

Here are my orders:

Flood Brazil with teddy bears!

Push the cosmonaut of cosmonauts!

Great, Mr. Mc Power!

On Monday, I want a report on the sale

dolls with periods.

You'll get it.

You'll be back from Canada?

From Canada? But I'm in France!

In pursuit of a swordfish.

Here it comes! Cutting!

A telex from your wife.

Read it!

"I'm leaving you."

"Let's stay good friends. Happy vacations."

Is she leaving? Who is she with?

I don't know.

Call my lawyers!

Not a word to the press!

I return to the nearest port.

Tonight's charity gala to benefit the work of the fire department

organized by shoes Les Rois de la semelle.

52, place des fusillés. Come one, come all.

I want my jet ready in one hour!

Ask for Las Vegas!

I've spoiled her so much!

My dolls are named after her.

Here's his thanks!

I did everything I could to avoid scandal.

How about this?

This newspaper is incorruptible!

Listen carefully.

Have you already heard? So :

1: Divorce, as usual.

2 : Alimony...

as usual.

3: If she balks...

a ranch, as usual.

She's not the one leaving.

That's me!

As usual!

Alert the press!

Publish a press release!

With my photo.

Mc Power leaves his 4th...

5e !

His 5th wife to marry... Er...

Quickly! My little notebook!

Er... Edwina von Festenberg?

I found it: Nancy Littlejohn.

Perfect. Summon her without delay.

We divorced six years ago.

To hell with the notebook!

A man like you can marry

anyone, anytime.

Anyone? Great!

Bring it on!

Who?

Well, "anyone".

Take "Queen of the Sea", for example.

An unknown.

As soon as she's elected,

you bring it to me.

And now.., it's time for elegance.

To begin with, a parade of competitors in evening gowns.

Gentlemen of the jury, your turn.

Let's get on with it! One after the other.

Raymonde Bonneteau.

And here's number 2: Henriette Belleporte.

No.1, Marie Panneton.

What grace! What distinction!

Is that all?

The bus from Rennes was cancelled cancelled at the last minute. I don't understand it.

That's why, Mr. President, we only have local competitors.

And now, the moment of truth. The competitors in their swimsuits.

Go ahead, ladies.

- What are you waiting for? - I'm nervous.

- My shoe's coming off. - Let's get on with it.

- The last one. - Look, it's the same every year.

Judge for yourself.

Give us a queen and a runner-up. May the best one win!

Don't copy.

Marie Panneton.

The dauphine, Raymonde Bonneteau.

- Waist size? - 58.

- Illness? - I beg your pardon?

Cancer? Tuberculosis? Syphilis?

No, I'm sorry.

I lost a fingernail in a doorway but I think it grew back.

- Do you still have a parent? - Yes, we do.

In Angevine, Eure-et-Loir, the celebration.

- Engaged? - Not really.

You're free to go. Please do not leave your hotel.

Is it for TV?

Come on, ladies. The parade, come on!

- Mc Power? - Yes.

Here it is!

Not bad at all.

Pass his photo to press agencies.

A great game!

As far back as I can remember,

and from the earliest times,

competitions like the one I have the honor of presiding over,

unfurled their pomp in the midst of intoxicated populations.

Panneton Marie, and Bonneteau, Raymonde, please come forward for the trophy presentation.

And so it is my honor, mademoiselle, to present this magnificent chandelier

offered by Caclaque-boue.

And this tobacco jar from by Arroyo for the dauphine. Photo.

Careful, now. One smile. Hold still.

- Is it money? - No, it's not money.

You are entitled to a night at the hotel plus a bottle of champagne.

- Here you are, madam. - Thank you for your time.

Which apartment, ma'am?

- We're the queens. - Oh, yes, we are.

Soup, asparagus, crème caramel, you have your voucher?

Yes, sir. Here you are, sir.

I know, I know, I know. Same thing, and with a good one.

Looking for, sir?

- Nothing, I... - Oh, Gabriel!

- That's great! - Thank you so much.

What are you doing here?

- I thought you might like a flower. - That's nice of you.

Have a seat.

- It's a rose. - I can see that.

As it happens, we never say what we want to say.

I came on Captain Ragot's Captain Ragot's motorcycle.

- Did he send you? - Everyone sent me!

The Captain, your father, maître de Lépine...

- Why do you ask? - It's very curious.

I think you'll enjoy it.

Ragot tells me:

"You go and find her, you step back so you marry her".

Who are you marrying?

You.

Funny, isn't it?

Don't bother, sir.

Take it away!

Please pick up.

Music, flowers and musette.

Is that for me?

Apparently.

They do things right.

Mr Mc Power, always.

Am I dreaming?

- How are you? - I'm fine.

- How about you? - Wonderful.

- Cheers! - Cheers!

Just a moment. I'm so sorry.

Go on, get out of here.

Go into the other room.

Let them dance.

- Do you like me? - Yes, I like you. I'm so sorry.

Perfect! See you tomorrow!

- Is the room ready? - We've done our best, ma'am.

It's so beautiful! Is it for me?

Of course!

But it's wonderful!

How nice they are!

They smell good.

- Maybe a bit strong, but... - Throw it all away!

No, but I...

Thank you, sir.

Hello, Miss.

- Bonjour monsieur. - Bonjour Marie.

It's Broderick. Did you sleep well?

I do, admirably.

I'll pick you up at the end of the music.

That's me!

I was holding your shoes last night. - Good morning, sir.

For you. That's me on the right.

Your fiancé! - Hey there, hey there!

All right, then. I'll let you get dressed.

I'm showing you your smallest house.

But what does it mean?

That there are others!

With Mr Mc Power, you have no more problems.

Well, I can see one.

Which way to the... ? But we're leaving!

For the queen of the sea!

But he won't rape me! No, he won't!

Wait a minute!

What's going on?

Mr. Captain, stop!

Young man, my turn!

Those French girls! Finally, a girl who says no!

Your marriage is on the rocks.

Not at all!

I've just fallen in love.

It's terrible!

He's in love with the girl he's marrying!

I demand an explanation, Marie!

- Who is this guy? - I don't know any more than you do. Pedal, will you?

It's your turn to pedal. How do you want me to pedal?

No, I can't do any more.

What were you doing on the boat?

It wasn't me!

He tried to rape me and then he showed me...

Marie, there's been a misunderstanding. I love you, Marie!

Everything I have is yours! Ask for what you want!

I can't be bought like that!

Quick, the speedboat!

- Where are you going? - Home.

Well, I'll get the bike.

You're sweet. I'll be waiting. Please hurry.

Marie, ask for what you want!

All you have to do is talk. - I'd like a pair of shoes.

Very good.

I'm hesitating between the 2.

Besides, I like roses.

Very good. All these, put 2 dozen.

- I'd love another ice cream. - Another one?

Yes, vanilla, raspberry, strawberry.

You're clingy, aren't you?

Well, I'd like a safety pin.

And a hippopotamus.

A pin!

The album!

Here, which one do you want?

Oh no, I want a real one.

But they're at my place.

That's Fanny. That's Betty.

That's your room... or there.

- Is this your place? - Yes, it is.

- And this is yours? - Yes, they are.

Oh, he's so cute!

This is Dow Jones. It's 3 months old.

How about this?

Put Hot Spring Ranch in his name.

But you gave it to your ex-wife.

Buy it back!

And if she refuses?

Get him some skis.

Ski will please him.

Marie.

Well, goodbye sir. And thank you.

A little more and I'd believe you.

But you have to believe me.

Stop laughing at me.

- Where are you off to? - To my parents'.

- What about the shoes, sir? - Have them worn.

- To Angevine? - Angevine, what a lovely name!

- You seem to be in a bad mood, Panneton? - Me? In a bad mood?

Finally, you seem agitated.

Usually, you savor anisette with us and give thanks to the Gods.

And when the Gods taunt you, Mr. Quartet Scribbler?

Come on, Panneton, come on.

- Are you dizzy, Leo? - Haha, dizzy!

- Pour me a cordial! - Yes.

- An American. - Did they bomb something again?

Worse!

My heart.

Ragot, Lépine, Léopold is in a bad way!

- No, darling, don't! - Leopold!

Leopold, my boy!

Leopold, my boy.

Here, take a breath.

My axe! Where's my axe?

A shovel. Poor little guy.

How can we help you? Have you broken down?

- Are you Marie's father? - Yes, this is...

No, it's not me.

- Are you the dad?

So, where is Mr. Panneton?

I'm Mrs. Panneton.

Hi, Mom! You look wonderful!

Good, good, good.

- My husband, Leopold. - Hey, Dad, give me that!

Dad, nice to meet you. Yes, sir!

I assume this is your daughter's redskin?

The family is charming.

Is the party ready?

We're coming, Mr. Mc Power.

Right, let's get going!

But I don't argue!

On the pedalo, you demanded an explanation.

Always the big words!

This man jumps out at me, and you're indifferent?

- Why, did he jump you? - No... but he could have.

Who is this olibrius? so I can say 2 words to him!

A very rich man who wanted to marry me!

This is very different.

Between jumping on you and making a golden future for yourself...

All in all, I was wrong to go home with you.

If he can make you happy, I don't know.

- How's your repair going? - I do what I can!

Gabriel.

I've lost a screw.

- Listen to me, you... - Be careful, you'll get dirty.

Well, I'm off. I've got to sober up!

I'll catch you as soon as I... especially since it's a small screw...

- That's right. - Yes.

My word, he thinks he's at home!

What's he up to?

There's a lot of barnum in every American.

And Gabriel?

I'm convinced that Gabriel has deceived us, so allow me to forget him.

Do you think this hat worthy of my son-in-law?

You have no conscience, Aurore.

You think I'm old-fashioned?

30 years of fighting to level the playing field.

I mean ease for all.

And suddenly sit on a pile of gold and act like a rooster on that dung, never.

Your hat isn't old-fashioned, it's ridiculous.

- To my taste, it's... - No problem.

Your shirt.

Me alive, Léopold Panneton, capitalism will not pass...

We know, we know, you're going to change your jacket anyway!

What are you insinuating, jacket?

Should I turn in my jacket?

Despite my ordeal, and it's to the mayor that I turn,

we don't have the right to welcome America in suspenders.

That's right.

When Lafayette came to them, they didn't receive him in suspenders.

Come and see us!

There you are! You're making my blood boil.

Marie, hello. Come and have a look.

Come along. Wait till you see this!

Darling, I love you!

- Not in front of everyone! - I want everyone to see.

- Daddy! Daddy! - Daddy, may I?

What's it all about?

Yes, what's his point?

Yes, what are you getting at?

I'm asking for my wife, okay?

Hey, is he fucking with me?

I like it. He doesn't beat around the bush.

Would you like to follow me inside.

Now there's a man!

I have to admit that in front of a girl who lets herself be seduced by a helicopter, I don't feel up to it. seduced by a helicopter, I don't feel up to it.

In fact, it's time for class. Quickly, children, line up!

No, I want to stay with the American!

You'll copy me 20 times: "you don't argue with authority".

So, the judge who's marrying us, is he coming?

Here we are, dear Mr. Mc Power. I'll draw up the contract.

In fact, I think it would be a good idea if I reminded you to remind you of some articles of our civil code.

Lépine, before it was a paper affair, love is Marie's business.

- I speak as a father. - But so am I.

- But who's the father? - Until proven otherwise, she bears my name.

Marie, dear Mr. Mc Power, is the flower of our city.

I love the flower, the city, Captain Ragot, but I'm marrying Marie!

You're right. I forgot about that one.

Say, Marie... - I can't find the fine line.

Can I talk to you as a man more than a father?

- Tell me, do you love him? - Have you seen him on his horse?

Marriage isn't just a game of horse horseplay. Do you know what marriage is?

Days and days, nights and nights and nights, putting up with each other,

his varicose veins, his moods, scratch me here, you're snoring,

if I had known, you could have shaved, you're losing your hair...

Don't you like Mom?

I'm not talking about Aurore, who is exceptional.

But from me, from me.

The man.

Broderick, it's not you, Dad.

We'll see.

Ah, you're here?

- How did it go? Well done! - I can't remember.

The more you hesitate, the more men become attached, right?

It's important not to on the rope.

The Chicago Stock Exchange? 1: Buy 22000 Amputex at 52.

2: Book 13000 Flimthon at 8.

3: Sell Eumathene and Bevanox.

I don't mind. Sell it!

Hello, hello? No, I'm not in Angoulême.

It's cut off with Chicago. Get me Arizona.

Please, one at a time.

They ask for the sexton. They're old friends.

Hello? They cut me off again!

Miss Golden, fix this phone!

Where's Marie?

- Ah, that's the Iroquois! - They're not going to do it again like in '43!

I've never been to America because I can't stand the colonial climate.

So, do I marry my wife or not?

The answer will be clear, simple and short. In 2 words...

In any case, the banns must be published.

It takes 12 days.

12 days on a bench?

It's corked!

Hello, miss. You're getting younger every day!

Why did you do your eyes? - Oh, Captain!

And where are you running to in that pretty bodice?

Still a hit with women, Captain?

It's just.., they're not the same.

- Mr. McPower? - Quiet!

Gently, finely on me.

- About you? - On my ball.

- Where are the balls? - And the jack?

Call back New York!

The Board meets. It's important.

The game of boules requires considerable mental concentration!

Dad, I'm sorry about the jack.

Drinks are on me. - But you're all sweaty, Broderick!

Come on, I'll change your shirt.

Where's Marie?

She perfected her English with Mme de Lépine.

- Would you like some more tea? - Yes, please.

See how well you're doing!

No, really, I don't think I'll ever be able say everything I think in English.

So much the better. When everything is said, nothing remains.

You can't talk to yourself anymore, have your secrets...

Yes, but if I can't find the words to tell Broderick, for example,

"My darling, the Egyptian bracelet I saw on 22nd Street in the 2nd drawer from the left

of the Armenian jeweler who had a wart on his nose".

You'll always be able to tell.

You'll get the bracelet.

And 15 days later, you won't be wearing it anymore.

Whereas me, this bracelet you're talking about, I'll dream about it all my life.

It's like Gabriel.In 8 days, you'll be long gone.

And the further away you are, the more you'll think about it.

Why do you say that?

Well then, soft and firm.

You'll copy me 100 times: "you don't look out of the window".

- Holy cow! - It's because of his hen.

- We're going fishing. - I'll be there in a minute.

Ah, thank you.

- Cheers! - Hush!

There are no fish. Why shh?

- So as not to wake the captain. - I'm sorry, sir.

I'm going to help Marie.

Would you be so kind to hang this earthworm up for me, please?

Jesus, my kepi!

Don't move, I'm pushing you.

To the left, to the left.

It's hot.

Please.

- But where's Dad? - He's over there.

Marie, we look so good together!

Tell me about New York?

- It's different from here. - I'm glad.

It must be... it must never stop.

For 8 days, I've done nothing.

And I discover that I want to do less and less.

Mr. McPower?

Mr. McPower?

Mr. McPower?

New York on the phone!

Let's hide, Broderick.

No, Marie, it's New York.

I'm on my way.

Hello, Mr Pedalo!

- So, you're running the Grand Prix on Saturday? - As you wish.

- Are you still getting married? - Yes, I am.

I thought you decided to get to know the world before?

Well, I'll know him during.

- Will you come to my wedding? - No, I will not.

Too bad.

It's not my fault your father decided to celebrate your nuptials on the day of the Grand Prix.

He especially thought it would be more cheerful.

He could have moved the race, couldn't he?

At last!

Good luck! - Good luck to you too!

Hello, New York?

It's bankruptcy.

Our shares have fallen

by 15 points in 8 hours.

Our sales are collapsing, our factories are closing.

- No? - Yes.

Let me think.

I've got it, I found my Panama!

We may not have fish, but we do have little gray ones.

Aurore will make them for us but not in the shell. - In the pan.

Are you still there, Mr. McPower?

Yes, I'm reassured. The captain found his Panama hat full of snails.

What does it say?

The captain goes to Panama snails in Panama.

- Gentlemen, are you ready? - Just a second, I've got my rubber band...

Watch out, comrades!

- Where did you earn that medal? - Certainly not by eating spaghetti!

Hurry up, Leopold. We're ready!

I give the start, we go.

It can't be! Did you shoot him in the gut?

A son of the town! Ragot, what kind of man would I be?

What? Yeah, come on!

At City Hall, everyone!

- Right, let's go. - Jean-Jules, button up.

Marie Églantine Fidélité Panneton here,

do you take to be married to Broderick...

James McColl Marmaduke Mc Power.

In other words just like that,

answer so many questions with just one answer...

Obviously.

- Do you recognize it yourself? - Yes, I do.

Right, Dad?

Oh yes!

Marie, everywhere in the world, it's yes or no.

But here, not everywhere in the world.

Here come the racers!

- Did you break anything? - No, I didn't.

- Do you want me to help you? - No, I don't want you to. - Wait, I'll push you.

Marie?

Here we go again.

Right, let's go.

What were we saying?

- Yes or no? - Yes.

- That's right. - Yes.

- That's right. - Yes.

She said yes. She said yes!

- What's up? - So what!

We say yes because we can show you a yacht, a helicopter and a hippopotamus?

Obviously, it's not much.

Maybe there's a bone to pick.

A bone?

It's a double entendre. It means...

My dear Mc Power.

We don't doubt your good faith, but what are you offering Mary that's solid?

New York, that's fine, but...

And is it a very romantic city?

- Would you like to see it first, Marie? - I wouldn't mind.

I'll show you.

Don't forget! Tomorrow, New York!

We're leaving right away.

The racers!

The winner's bouquet, for others, an objet d'art.

Bravo, thank you.

It's not your fault if you got a flat tire right from the start!

A little more. Marie?

Well, your husband's calling you.

We're not married.

- What's up? - No.

You're not on your honeymoon?

No, it's on location.

Marie?

Goodbye.

At last, here you are! It's a catastrophe.

How are you, Franck? How's the golf?

Stocks down again

since noon.

How's the family, Mike?

My parents.

And me.

Let me think.

All right, write!

1: Sell 32,000 Panatex.

2: Return Cormaton to 87.9%.

3: Take the course

and raise Biscopan to $23.

4: Triple the Trauma

below $8,000.

She kept it very simple.

Would you like to see it?

Hi, Mom!

This is my fiancée, Marie.

Listen, he likes his eggs very hard-boiled

and crispy bacon.

Don't forget!

Your turn, Flossie.

- Here, at home. For you. - But what is it?

Press it. Press the button.

Television!

- Come over here. - What's he saying?

- Voilà! - Oh, they're beautiful!

- Not bad, eh? - Were those your wives' dresses?

No, they're yours. Get dressed!

Let me introduce you to some friends.

Marie, hurry up. We have a little game.

Excuse me, ladies.

Who's Laurie? - Laurie Levanest.

The biggest gossip of the American press.

I'd like to know

what it's like for you to be with this Don Juan.

- I beg your pardon? - You and Brod in the clouds?

No, more like in the elevators.

In the elevators?

You little rascal!

Is there no music here?

- Would you like to dance? - Oh yes!

Okay, I'll take you to New York's in New York!

- But what's wrong with them? - They're thinking.

Well, I dance.

Don't you have somewhere more fun?

That's it, get in there!

Go on, kill him! Kill it! Kill it!

Best wishes, my darling.

To you too, Josette.

It's Marie.

No matter. I've got to run.

Oh, I almost forgot...

Best wishes, my children.

- Marie Fidélité Panneton. - Panneton.

Say yes!

What's that? Is this a wedding?

No dress, no music, with just a blotting pad? Hell no!

I don't want to get married. Not even a flower, not mom, not dad!

Okay, let's go get them.

- And Captain Ragot? - We'll get them all!

My dear Mc Power, I am very grateful for your invitation

but America must not count on me for even 24 hours.

- Which suit are you taking? - I said no, that's a no!

And when the chicken and the pullet become roosters and hens, what do they do in turn?

An egg or an omelette.

Right then! That's it for today, see you tomorrow!

- Well, Marie? - I'm annoyed.

I can't marry Broderick.

Why?

You tell me.

Easy.

You can't marry him because you think you love me.

The future Miss Universe becomes the future Mrs. Mc Power.

She has everything, owns everything. What does she want? She wants nothing. Me, that is.

That is to say, a being ridiculous to the point of extravagance

whose only fortune a cracked cello.

So, you don't love me?

That's not the point.

Marie. Your parents are ready. We're off.

And I'm not invited?

- Yes, of course! - I was only joking.

Goodbye, Mr. Pedalo.

Go, go, go!

But hurry up. Goodbye, dear.

Hold on, I'm coming.

- Can I take this with me? - Of course you can!

We all need our little things.

And this I can?

Of course I do. Anything you say!

Very, very gently because it's very delicate.

I'm probably forgetting something.

Lady, if this keeps up, we're going to have to order a train.

- Do you have everything you want, Marie? - We'll never make it.

Is he still missing something?

She's like that.

Yes, you have to take everything with you.

Well, go ahead!

Cut it down. Take it away!

Do whatever you like. What are you missing?

My shirt? Take it!

If America strips me, I want it to be total.

- Are you that proud of your calves? - They're as good as any.

You, take off your hat. Marie, kitchen. Mc Power, go home!

I'm keeping my daughter. - Bravo, bravo!

- What's bugging Dad? - The fly of common sense.

Leopold is right. But can't live without us.

That's her plant side. She likes her little pot.

I love your pot too.

- Then stay! - I've got my pot too.

You can't be in 2 pots at the same time.

You've got me thinking an idea in my head.

Mom, make coffee for everyone. Daddy! Daddy!

Hey, Dad! - What's up?

Do you know what time it is?

So let's vote!

All in favor?

Who's against?

Gabriel, you have the floor.

Every evening at 7 a.m, after class,

I look up. - So what?

There's always a cloud just above me.

So what?

I don't want to leave him.

- That's right. - Yes.

There you go! How do you like it?

When's the wedding?

Saturday.

Wonderful!

Photograph those guys over there.

- That's right. - Yes.

- Do you like music? - Very much so.

A lot.

What do you do?

I'm scratching the surface of ancient history.

Stop it!

Don't touch anything!

Sublime!

A true native!

You don't look real.

- Me? - Yes, you!

Beautiful!

All of America will know this place.

Marie?

Hello, sweetheart.

You know my fiancée?

Are the photos done?

Send them to my office.

So, Panneton, have you come to tease the dowel?

Certainly not!

- Here you are. - Thank you very much.

So, Aurore, aren't you coming with us?

No, I'm having a gin rummy with Flossie and her friends.

- I've had it. I want to get the hell out. - I've had it. I want out.

Very good. Say it again.

I've had it. I want to get the hell out.

Did you teach him that, Lépine?

No. What's he saying? I don't even know.

I've had it. I want to get the hell out.

- So you too, Lépine? - Yes, I admit it.

It's all jibber-jabber, and all the while the husbands are in business.

You're wrong. They're divorced. They get alimony!

- You made me break my crank. - We'll buy a Thomson electric.

Check it out. Aurore broke my crank.

- It's a catastrophe! - Where would you find this in New York?

Let's not panic. Marie will fix it with her fairy fingers.

- First, where's your daughter? - Marie is having tea with some friends.

behind his chain glasses, in the street that cuts through the other,

after the block opposite the other block

at the top of a cube in the middle of other cubes.

A crank like this can hardly be found anywhere else but in France.

You're telling me!

If you'd like, I could go and get one.

That would be my duty.

Unless, of course, we take a trip to the South Atlantic, Madeleine and I.

My wife broke it, I'm the one who has to do it.

I understand the seriousness of the situation, but...

you're not going to leave 2 days from Marie's wedding when it's so simple

phone Gabriel to bring a coffee grinder.

Broderick will arrange it.

We're on the verge of bankruptcy again.

Mr. Mc Power, transporting this French village

cost us 52,212,000 dollars and 16 cents.

No more?

That's Alaska's annual budget.

But where does the captain place his thumbs?

Enter.

Sorry to bother you in business.

Captain, where exactly do you put before licking?

- My dear McPower, it gets worse. - It's the coffee grinder.

Can we talk to you alone?

I'll fix it.

Miss Golden, call Gabriel!

It's urgent!

Mr. Mc Power, may I remind you that you must resolve this crisis.

It's very simple.

This village will pay off.

Of course you can.

This village is unique...

And what's unique pays off.

- Hello, Mr. pedal boat? - Hello, Mr. Pedalo?

A coffee grinder, Peugeot, 1920?

- Model BB? - Yep. Bring it by Saturday.

You'll be at my wedding. Marie will be happy.

Okay? - Yes.

Well, as I was saying...

This village is a curiosity.

A fabulous attraction for tourists.

A French village in New York!

The inauguration will take place on Saturday.

Just on my wedding day.

COME AND VISIT THE FRENCH RESERVE.

ENJOY THE IN NEW YORK.

THE HOME OF A FRENCH OF A FRENCH ARMY CAPTAIN.

Here, take this.

Say, Lépine, we forgot to call the cemetery.

Where are they going to put us?

I've had it. I want to get the hell out.

Marie Églantine Fidélité Panneton,

do you take Broderick James McColl Marmaduke...

Gentleman!

Marmaduke Mc Power.

Yes.

How about that?

Broderick James McColl Marmaduke Mc Power,

do you take Marie Églantine Fidélité Panneton?

Move over, will you!

- Gabriel! Gabriel! - Gabriel! Gabriel!

Hello, Gabriel.

Go away.

I've had it. I want to get the hell out.

I want a French reserve in every town in this country.

When the architects and engineers have finished the plans,

we'll send the original back to France.

Life is not a set.

- That's right. - Yes.

Well, Broderick?

No, Leopold.

I will not take Mary Églantine etc... as my wife.

Say yes for me.

Mr. pedal boat.

It's nice to be of service.

BEST WISHES

He was still an amazing guy.

Shall we go and see him?