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I'm not surprised.

Your coffee is so bad.

How long has he been gone?

Half an hour.

Look, he's forgotten his pipe.

I have to go to the bathroom this morning.

My teeth are cold.

Did you sleep well?

Did Michel come to breakfast?

I don't think so. He has a birth.

You're familiar to them?

Oui.

What are you doing here?

Come and help me.

Did you get that very good?

Thank you.

I still remember.

It was the Middle Ages.

It was sordid.

Three men who were snoring and a woman who was sleeping in the same room.

They took me in and didn't even wake me up.

She introduced me to her baby.

She was sleeping with her baby.

Yes, Agnes?

Do you want coffee, Michel?

No, no, thank you. Never again.

And you, Agnès?

No, thank you.

The title of our newspaper today will be Alain à l 'inflation.

The sous -titre?

Le social pousse à la relance.

Les observateurs spécialisés... The story of the cassoulet.

The cassoulet through the ages.

will react to the degradation of the social climate to which we are currently

assisting and which can lead to strikes in national borders.

Their conclusions are generally not precise.

Beyond the persistence of inflation of prices and the worrying situation of the

labor market...

The power of real action.

It is not negative.

You look empty.

You're a piece of shit.

Your arms.

Again.

Take a breath.

Take a deep breath.

Take a deep breath. Take a deep breath.

You can't.

Finally, age, youth, is only a question of definition.

I have never felt so deeply young, so deeply me.

Michel has a mistress.

Je l 'ai vu.

C 'est une putain.

Ce n 'est pas une putain.

C 'est là, si tu veux, l

'uniforme d 'une putain.

Mais alors cette race infinie, cette espèce de pudeur,

des jeunes, très jeunes putains.

Tout d 'abord, cela n 'a été qu 'une fille.

Rencontré dans un bar.

Thank you.

Vous n 'étiez pas peu pire dame Le ciel vous comblait Votre foulard de soie

Flottant sur vos épaules Vous aviez le beau rôle On

aurait dit le revoir Vous marchiez en vainqueur Au bras d

'une demoiselle Mon Dieu, qu 'elle était belle

J 'en ai froid dans le coeur.

Allez, venez, Milord.

Vous avez l 'air d 'un moum. Laissez -vous faire, Milord.

Venez dans mon royaume. Je soigne les remords.

Je chante la romance.

Je chante les Milord.

Qui n 'ont pas eu de chance.

Regardez -moi, Milord.

Mais vous pleurez, Milord.

What do you have tonight?

In any case, let's not forget that the head of state must try to

lead France and lead a government through... France alone will remain

its past.

It will remain alone, loyal to its commitments.

Alone, loyal to its commitments.

Alone, loyal to its commitments.

Alone! Alone!

Alone!

Alone!

Alone!

You married Michel.

You have never been as lonely as you have since you got married.

Yes, of course, there is your common life.

But there is also something else.

And that other thing, little by little, is crumbling.

We have the impression of a passing happiness because we are happy with a

But it is indisputable.

When you dive back into your ego, into what you had, into what you were,

everything has practically disappeared.

You've settled in a sort of sexual comfort.

You believe you're happy with Michel.

And you believe it deeply.

But where is the Agnès I've known?

The Agnès Louvre?

The Agnès to me?

La nièce suprême, la nièce indiscutable.

Où sont tes livres, tes disques ? Tu te rappelles les soirées que nous passions

ensemble à écouter Lully, Corelli ? Monteverdi, où sont

ces joies que nous partageons ? Ces longues soirées où nous bavardions, peut

-être sottement, mais dans une admirable communion.

Refugee dans une sorte de communion physique.

Un refuge éperdu contre la solitude.

En fait, tu es aussi dramatiquement seul que je le suis.

Tu as voulu échapper à ta solitude.

Tu as échappé aux merveilles qui étaient en toi.

Guess what we're going to eat at Mrs. Renaud's.

A cream chicken and omurice.

Don't forget to close the curtains.

For our audience, it would be interesting to know that, you know, if

a barrel of oil, which in Iran costs...

Good evening, ma 'am. Do you have a garage?

There's no garage in the area.

Did I call?

No.

Come in.

Follow me.

Where are you from?

Paris.

Where are you from? London.

And

you

were very cold.

Maria, can you hear me?

Thank you.

Thank you.

Are you all right, Adé?

Michel is threatening you.

What now?

What are you telling me?

Nothing.

Are you done?

He plays the role very well.

And the food is delicious.

By the way, are you coming home for lunch?

I don't know, maybe.

May I have some butter, please?

Yes, of course.

Churchill becomes our great god.

We elect a socialist

government. You put Wilson in power, he does a good job, while having the worst

troubles with the trade union, and you get rid of him again.

To choose what?

To elect who?

The most conservative regime there is, and this to the great surprise of so

-called Europe.

I think you're not bad either.

You do...

De Gaulle, un héros national, Jean d 'Arc, Louis XIV, et l 'homme de Cro

-Magnon. Comment?

L 'homme de Cro -Magnon.

Ah, Cro -Magnon!

Le tout réuni. Vous n 'avez qu 'une hâte, c 'est de le chasser, pour élire

une logique refutable.

Irréfutable.

Irréfutable, I'm sorry.

Une semaine après, son succès d 'année.

Son quoi?

Succès d 'année.

Success of the year, very good.

Bravo.

In fact, what surprises me is that the Catholic democracies... Protestants.

...that the Christian democracies, and life is also hard in Europe.

We thought that after the disappearance of Adenauer, of Gasperi, or of Spack, we

had finished it. Well, not at all. Here it is, it starts again more beautiful.

That one's beyond me.

Well, let's go near the fire.

Do you have any business with France?

Do you like France?

Reconciling. Reconciling.

Do you

think English fashion was more daring?

that the English fashion was most audacious. He means more daring.

Oh, don't you like it?

It's lovely.

It does, it does as well.

Adélaïde is no longer a shadow, but a question.

What do you mean?

Don't you think that our way of loving us, our happiness, has a kind of

insolence?

A kind of provoking aggressiveness.

The aggressiveness of this happiness, it could be Adélaïde who is the first

victim. I don't understand.

At least, I don't see where you're coming from.

You know that Adélaïde has always lived in the shadow of ourselves.

He seemed to conform.

Adélaïde, witness, object of our conversation.

Something we had accepted.

Without even thinking that few people dream of being witnesses all their

But where do you want to come back?

To this.

That it might be time to look at Adélaïde.

Yes, we should marry her.

It's funny.

You take refuge in marriage as a heroine of bourgeoisie.

It's a self -sacrifice.

It's the marriage of the mother.

It's the marriage of refuge.

I don't understand.

Your stupid marriage, as you say, wasn't a refuge.

It was much more than that. It was an exorcism.

Je ne me suis pas réfugiée en toi.

Mais peut -être reste -t -elle parue en toi.

Et qu 'est -ce que cela donne d 'une femme qui disparaît dans son bonheur ?

Peut -être

prend -elle un peu d 'épaisseur.

Perhaps only then did she begin to exist.

The excess itself of this man, leads to the sense of love.

and disappear in the man she loves.

I know it's not important.

I know it's an absurd question.

I know she is odiously bourgeois and anachronistic.

But why do men always have their wives?

Would you like to travel?

Yes, of course.

But how will you find the time of your absence?

It is not a question that I speak.

So how will you do to separate yourself from Agnet?

It is to you, to you alone, that we propose to travel.

Oh, I forgot them.

I will invite Mr. Curé for lunch.

Man has received from the Creator...

Two great mobile of his being.

The need for emotion and the desire to know.

It is to the desire to know that we are redeemed from this precious discovery

which proves the superiority of our nature.

But we must settle this desire when it passes the limits prescribed to human

intelligence.

They are only children of monstrosities.

It seems, King Voltaire, forgive me for these references,

that the thieves of Grand Chemin were the first to practice torture on the

merchants and travelers of Zégavel.

This could explain the origin of the places called Pille -Gourse and Coupe

-Gorge, which stretch your forest.

In the medieval West, the Inquisition, the judges of witchcraft,

marked preferences regarding certain supplications, limited in time or

specific to a specific region.

Hence a painting of horror, ranging from the torsion of the cartilage for a

venial fault, to the two -passage and the scourging.

La réduction des eaux en bouillie, l 'aveuglement à la chauve -vive, la

décapitation, l 'écrasement sous un poids énorme, la

précipitation dans une chaudière, la transfixion.

Qui est -il, moi?

May I finish by expressing the conviction that emotion, indignation,

which emanates in the hearts of men, the thought and the spectacle of life, and

which the Holy Scriptures express, both in the Old Testament and the New

Testament, dictates to us the required attitude.

It is for these reasons that I urge the guilty to confess these crimes as simply

and as promptly as possible, and to accept the pain it endures.

They will purify it before God and men.

Listen, I conjure you, confess your crimes!

I have committed no crime, except that of love.

But love was not a crime, by all that leads to it, in the heart of those who

give it up.

The Lord be with you.

Nous acceptons cette épreuve pour la sauver.

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. . .

. .

A dozen living sailors have also been rescued by rescue boats, 14 still

One of the rescuers explained that he had heard a great explosion.

What does this whore look like?

Did you tell me that Michel had a mistress?

Me? No.

You didn't stop talking to me.

I lied.

Well, yes or no, does Michel have a mistress?

No.

But you're crazy, crazy, crazy!

You're too worried.

I understand.

You're the only judge.

Good evening, my dear.

You too, you were scared.

You see, We were wrong to be worried.

Yes, we were wrong.

Little gray smile.

Do you remember when the parents left and stayed alone at home?

A huge despair invaded you.

You hated them.

You hated the world.

Thank you.

Généralement, tu fondais en larmes.

Et puis tu t 'endormais.

Va mettre le pyjama de Michel.

C 'est toi qui vas t 'endormir.

Yes. I understand perfectly.

It's little Thierry.

Anoxia and cyanosis.

Artificial respiration.

Michel, it's awful.

It's so unfair.

I hate life.

Je vais la vie.

On lutte des jours et des jours.

Toujours vaincu d 'avance.

Je vais la vie.

Je me sens vide.

Fatigue.

So fatigued.