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- The green mare!

- The green mare! The green mare...

- The green mare! The green mare!!

- Hey, you down there! - What?

Come and see the green mare!

It's the green mare!

- The green mare! The green mare!

Three cheers for the green mare!

In the village of Claquebue, at the time of Napoleon III...

...a green mare was born in the stables of Jules Haudoin...

....farmer and horse-trader

This marvellous event brought fame and fortune

Inevitably, people came from far and wide...

...to see his green mare.

To cap it all, people even came from Paris to see it.

Hello there, sir...!

Can you tell where to find the green mare?

You too? Are you going to give it a coat of paint?

- Is the green fading?? - No, not at all!

She's as green as green can be!... She'll surely die...

...along with her master!

She lives over there..

You stupid cow!... Why couldn't YOU be blue?!

Good idea...she's love to have her portrait painted.

I'd like to paint her in a meadow that's very green.

You won't see anything, green on green

I know, that's why I'll paint it red.

But she's green! How will anyone make her out?!

No...she'll be green, but the meadow, red.

That'll be easier to see.

- Aline! - Yes, master...Just a second.

Will you take this gentleman over to the mare...

When he's there, he may be left to his own devices.

This way, sir.

Honor�, what the hell are you doing, wasting your time there?

Sure I am...but I'm spending time wasting it.

She's beautiful, isn't she?

Do you ever paint nudes?

I only paint animals that are that way!

Wouldn't you like to paint a woman's portrait?

Of course...just look at your portrait here.!

There's your mouth, your eyes, your neck...

You'd think she could talk!

She'd talk like you and she'd laugh like you!

- How do I laugh? - Listen...

Oh no...let me go!

Be quiet!

You filthy pig!

I was just taking a bit of a break.

You good-for-nothing rascal... Get the hell out of here...now!

And as for your maidservant there...!

I'll take care of the maidservants!

Get this stuff packed up!

No...I'm keeping that!!

To pay your room-rental...

Now get out before I call the police!

You're really a good girl... You helped me get this for nothing!!

But the green mare died at the age of 10...

...plunging the Haudoin family into a state of consternation.

All that remained of her was a portrait...

But HE continued to be the envy of his neighbours...

...because she had already passed into legend.

Honor�...

Pass me the hammer.

The poor creature!

No vet needed now, to look after her.

Nothing's known about green mares!...

Come on now!

...and she died so suddenly!

Come on...let's go!

There's times you'd think she was about to talk.

What are you laughing at?

Nothing.

My beauty will have the place of honour...

...at the emperor's side.

She can try and do better than him.

Oh, Jules!

It looks like that numbskull's going to get us into a war!

Oh dear!

Jules Haudoin never got over the death of his mare.

And he departed this world a few months after her.

Well, well...!

You came?

I felt I had no choice.

We appreciate it.

It was for his mother's sake.

We don't blame you for anything.

I should certainly think not!

But it's still remarkable.

He was someone who had all the luck

I wish you the same.

Thanks, Z�phe.

It's not every day...

...that a green mare falls in your lap.

Luck comes to those who deserve it.

Luck comes to those who are born lucky.

What do you think you're doing?!

It was just a joke!

You thieving bastard!

Take care of it, eh?!

I'll take care of you!...with that... and that...and that!

Did you see that?

Mother, please!

Forgive me.

- Here we are! - Honor�, my boy...that was well done!

Did you forget he's a Maloret?

Did you want it as a sign, for your vet surgery?

Yes..."The Green Mare".

No, that'd be too embarrassing for her.

Thank you very much!

Take this jolly fellow... you two 'll make a good pair...

He's the face of the nation!

But the nation has a better bum.

Nearly as pretty as yours!

Isn't that inappropriate talk, in here, boys!?

Jules' predictions came to pass...

War had arrived, thanks to the emperor.

[German]

I am sorry, madame, but war is war...

And we have need of horses.

[German]

I wish your brother was here...

...he'd be safer here than in the woods.

Be quiet!

They're guerrillas... gunmen who'd shoot you in the back.

You have to be in uniform to kill a soldier!

Honor� can be hot-blooded!

He only needs to fire a shot...

...and we'll all get shot!

Quiet...here he comes!

Is this your son, madame?

Yes...at your service, officer.

Good! I'll take him as a hostage.

- Any worthwhile targets? - No...

We shouldn't have come!

We're here now!

That's no reason to stay.

You're not wrong.

You can hear their music...

...so the wind is coming from that direction...

...so they'll try and encircle us...

So...give me your rifle... and scram!

But for God's sake, wait for orders!

Wait for me.

Wait for me, for God's sake!

Wait for me!

Stop!...Stop!

Not that way...Not that way!

Not to MY place...

Not to MY place, you goddamned bastard!

Did my shooting pal come past here?

Yes...He was running away, too!

- He went into YOUR place. - For God's sake!

You need two of them?!... A war hero like you?!

- You take one! - Wait a sec!...

- What have you done with Honor�? - Here I am!

Are you crazy...a guerrilla here?!

- What about you?! - I'm not hiding in someone else's house!

We'll come back after the war!

Oh...it's those Kraut hayseeds...

- My God! - What'll we do?

Go up to my room... Hide under the bed...quickly!

- It's over there! - Thanks.

What's there?

- We've been betrayed! - That can't be?!

That Z�phe has sold us out.

That d...d...

...that dung-heap, you mean... Now just calm down!

I can't stop shaking.

There are guerrilla fighters here!

What makes you think that?

I know it for a fact!

Check the stables and the cellar!

They can search all they like...

there are no guerrilla fighters here.

Where's the bedroom?

There's nobody in the bedroom!

So...we'll go up!

But there's nobody there!

So we'll go up there, anyway.

If I'm going to die, I don't want it to be under a bed.

No, no...not that!

Oh no!...Really!

No...It's out of the question!

It's not me who's shaking!

We've found nothing here, sir!

Sir!?

- Anything? - No.

- You're quite old! - Well...

It doesn't matter...who cares? War is war.

[German]

Don't look at ME like that...

...what have I done to YOU?

If you should ever tell anyone...

Tell what?

About a woman who gave herself for us!

I don't know what you're talking about.

- Have they gone? - Yes, they've gone.

Well, we...we were up in the attic.

- Didn't they go up there? - No, they didn't come up.

...we're both a bit hungry... how about you?

I'll say!...I am too!

Their mother had no remorse...

What she'd been forced to do, was not her fault.

The worst of it was that she revealed it in confession.

"Did you get any pleasure out of it?" asked the priest.

"Oh, well..." she said. Then the priest said...

"It's quite a different matter, if you got any pleasure out of it."

So, she was forced to perform a severe penance...

...resulting in her death, 6 months later.

Old father Maloret was at her funeral...

Z�phe was also there...

...with his wife, Ana�s.

...even though Z�phe had been the cause of that premature death.

He had never had any remorse.

But in turn, a year later...

...Z�phe Maloret buried his father.

The Haudoin brothers and all their family...

...attended...to fulfil their obligations.

The two families were not openly hostile...

...but they hated each other intensely.

So 20 years went by...

...but what is 20 years, in a case of mutual family hatred?

So...has the Parisian lady come here for a rest?

Don't look at me, Honor�!

Sorry, but it's nice to welcome such a beautiful girl!

This is hardly the place for compliments!

More suitable for something else, eh?!

Now look here...

...I think I should be demanding payment for right-of-way!

I'd certainly resist that!

Besides...you're old enough to be my father.

If I were your father, you wouldn't resist...so it's said.

Don't believe things people say!

I believe it...it's typical of the Maloret family...

...from father to son...

From father to daughter, I should say!

What are you scrubbing the kitchen for?

Your brother's coming on Sunday.

We won't be eating off the floor!

The vet likes his house to be clean and tidy.

"HIS house"?

Perhaps you didn't sell it to him?

I didn't sell it to HIM... HE bought it back from ME...

...just because I owed him some money.

That man knows what he's about.

Unlike someone else I know...

...name of Honor�, a horse-trader...

...like his father... but doesn't know the business.

I like the animals too much to sell them.

So...in the meantime...

...I scrub the tiles for the veterinarian's feet.

I thought you were over there...

...and now you're here to snare me!

Yes...to snare you!

Good morning, Ad�la�de! And to you too, Honor�.

I just dropped in to tell you that you've no mail.

Come on in anyway, D�odat!

If you like, I can give you Philibert's paper...

He won't read it... he's too frail.

Too bad, he's still got 5 months on his subscription.

Too bad for the district, too eh?

And we'll be needing someone new at the town hall...eh, Ad�la�de?

Oh no! "Councillor" is beyond me!

What else is happening, D�odat?

Z�phe's daughter is here from Paris, to visit the family.

- I've seen her. - Me too...just a little while ago.

The beautiful whore, eh?

I still have 8 letters and a prospectus to deliver to Roselier.

Except, I won't be going there first...

...because, if I went to the Roselier's...

...before going to the Corrompu's...

...whereas, with the shortcut to avoid the hard bits...

A mailman has to know his way around!

...And most of all how to walk.

- Not everyone knows that... - But who'd believe it?

Who believes, but who doesn't know? Cheers, Honor�!

Cheers, D�odat.

So you've met Marguerite?

Yes...what's wrong with that?

What were you doing, just now?

Just now?

- Well, I'm going to tell you... - I haven't time.

-You need women! - I have one.

- No...buxom ones! - Buxom ones? One has to make do.

- The Marguerite Maloret type! - Do you think she's buxom?

Whores know how to get you with their fancy dresses.

- It might seem... - I'd like to have that sort of dress, too!

That wouldn't make you look any better!

- Oh...

...and that's the truth...

Honor�!

You forgot your hat... in this heat...

So I did...I forgot my hat.

Did it slip your mind?

No...you put it on...you forget it.

What you said just now...

...was that because it was dark in the kitchen?

Yes, that's what it was.

You can't see when it's dark... that's why...

Of course, that's the reason... when it's dark.

So put it on!

I'll have to!

Here we have a nice-looking animal, just the way you like them!

- Honor�! - Oh...so you're here!

- How are going, Ferdinand? - Fine, thanks.

- This is shameful! - That's your trade, isn't it?

But I don't bring my family...!

- Hi, Juliette. - You brought Lucienne?

No, of course I didn't bring her!

- I was expecting you Sunday. - I couldn't make it.

Look at this beauty!

It's all over.

That's it, old boy!

Really, Honor�... In front of the children!!

You really are a piece of shit, to rubbish everything you see!

- Leave my cows alone! - That's my job!

I won't charge you. Look...your old-faithful is hot.

- Are you getting the urge?! - You're disgusting!

Better check if she wants it!

All that aside... to what do I owe the honour?

Nothing in particular... How's Philibert?

That old guy's not got long with us.

- Pity...he did a good job as mayor. - Yeah.

About his job...

- Me? No. - I know...let me finish...

It's just a matter of promoting another candidate.

Our MP came to dinner the other night at home...

Altier is a friend... He's done a lot for us.

I don't give a damn...but go on...

He was suggesting...

...that he just might have someone for mayor.

I must say I had difficulty in accepting the name he gave.

I'm all ears!

He suggests Z�phe Maloret.

- An old friend of the family! - I knew you'd say that.

- No! - Yes...the guerrilla story.

When Z�phe denounced you to the Germans.

I don't have anything to do with him.

After 20 years, isn't it time to forgive?

Not for myself... It would be nothing...

But part of my story, no one knows...

...except a guerrilla who was killed, fortunately!

- So it's never been repeated. - What hasn't?

It's that in denouncing me to the Germans,

...Z�phe caused our mother to be forced to submit to having sex with a Prussian.

- Honor�! - It's true!

- Have respect for the dead! - The dead no longer feel shame.

But I'm not dead... and I was under the bed...

Neither is Z�phe, who sent the Prussian... He's still not dead!

You're mad!

When the Prussians came...

...I hid under the be.. and when the Prussian came in...

...so as not to reveal me, my mother let herself be humped by the Prussian...above my head!

That's what your Z�phe did!

It's very odd, that an MP who calls himself a republican...

...puts up a reactionary candidate for mayor, like Maloret.

- That astonishes you? Z�phe has a daughter!

Yes...Marguerite.

That MP fancies her... You aren't the only one!

- Stop that, now. - But HE's sleeping with her!

- That's nice! - He can give her gifts!

Gifts to the girl...and more.

So becoming mayor will be a present for Marguerite's dad.

From that point of view...

You won't be the one servicing an MP!

- I'm 20 years older. - That's certainly right!

Only, well, we'll see...

When Ernest comes home on leave...

...when he makes love to a beautiful girl...

...it gives me as much pleasure, as if it were me.

Don't scream!

For God's sake, what are you doing down there?!

- Gustave pulled the hairs on my leg! - She doesn't have any!

- As if I didn't! - Show me your legs!

- You don't have any. - He pulled them all off!

- Stop that lying! - She's conceited like her uncle.

The hair on your legs...

...sounds just like the vet!

Look...it's supper time.

So it is... We can see each other tomorrow?

It's hardly worthwhile...

You always have 3 or 4 others.

But No�l, you're always the last one!

But it makes me late.

So why are you still here?

This is the way I go.

- No it's not! - Well...almost, isn't it?

Besides... A bit of a walk relaxes you.

Anyway, I'll say goodnight. - Goodnight.

- You going straight home? - Depends...Are you?

Whatever you like.

You always say that... and end up not going.

Anyway...I'm not stopping you.

I'm only going because you want me to.

That's fine...I mean... that you don't want to stay with me.

You understand?...Now!

Just come a bit further with me.

And run into your father? No thanks!

Besides, I've had enough of walking...goodnight..

Goodnight then, No�l...

- See you tomorrow? - You're bound to.

Well, your Juliette is here, after all!

Why "my" Juliette?

YOU let her get away with anything.

But when she comes home with a bun in the oven...

Can't you be home on time?

What time is it?

I don't know.

It's all because there are so many boys out there!

A lot of them were at me.

I was the one who told them to go home.

- So there have been several?! - Three!

If she's got three lovers, we can sleep soundly.

Who was it?

Well...

- There was L�on Dur. - L�on Dur, L�on Dur...

- and Baptiste Rugnon...

Baptiste Rugnon, Baptiste Rugnon...

You said there were three!

- And No�l... No�l...

No�l... No�l... No�l... No�l...

...and No�l Maloret!

- Did you hear that?! Z�phe's son!

Stop your chattering!

Do you know who you like best?

I couldn't say.

He isn't coming from Philibert's, is he?

And "good morning" to you!

Yes...from Philibert's.

I'm too late!

That might be for the best.

A very good day to you, Philibert!

I was told you were ill... but you look fine!

The end is near for me!

You have your little joke...go on!

Don't listen to him, Honor�!

Just at the height of the harvest.

You'll be on your feet for the new planting!

The new planting... I'll be helping it grow!

No..no...Come off it!

You get off to the kitchen!... And shut the door!

So...it seems the bible-bashers are about to rebel!

- With that General Boulanger... he's got the church with him...

...and the Republicans as well.

I'm talking of more pressing concerns!

There's a scheme afoot to put in a new mayor!

Yes, yes...the position of mayor!

Take it easy, Philibert.

The spirit of reconciliation that priest spoke of...

..."Invite your friends to take the moderate line"...

If it wasn't that I need him for dying...

...I would've kicked him out the door.

I don't want anything to do with their saintly reconciliation!

- I don't want it, myself! - Come on, me neither!

And you know who they want to put in as mayor?

Yes...Z�phe...I know.... But he's not there yet!

I'll need time to find someone else.

If you could just hang on a bit longer!

Oh, that's...

I'd need a month to work something out.

A month!

Be reasonable, Honor�!

YOU have to try!

I can't, any more.

For the Republic... against the bible-bashers!

I hate to say it, but there's nothing I can do.

It costs...being sick.

It's not what you eat...

There are the medications... and the time people spend with me.

Well...I'll pay for everything.

How much?

25 sous a day.

And the medicine?

Well...25 sous, plus the medications.

Good...listen to me...

...I'll give you 3 weeks.

Starting at noon tomorrow!

Fine!

Go now...Go.

I'm saving myself up.

Hey...don't strain yourself... Philibert's stopped dying.

Oh...good!

And Z�phe won't be running town hall tomorrow...

...you have my word!

What am I going to do with this hole, then?

Charge!

Are you a Republican?

Let's see... I'm a "Postman of the Republic"...

...so I must be a Republican.

My sow's 14 like the Republicans... But she has a better behind.

- Tintin, you exaggerate! - Republican...face is pasty...

Dunk your arse in the poo, and wash your whorish skin!

The clericals, with bloated face, 36 feet of carrion...

...let the clericals die in the shit guts....

- I say long live the Republic! - Republicans with pasty faces!

- Bible-basher...what an ugly mug! - Down with the churchies!

My God...my mail!

Give me my letters!

There's one missing... I'm sure of it.

There's one missing, belongs to your father...Look for it!

Hurry up!

It was Tintin Maloret.

I saw him take something.

Who?

Tintin Maloret?

Over there...I saw him.

Tintin, Tintin!

There...you can see he doesn't have it.

Alright.

We've searched all we can.

But what can I say to Honor�?

Honor�?

Yes...it was a letter from his brother, the vet.

You can explain!

All very well... but to lose a letter...

Give me that letter!

Z�phe!

And be quick about it!

But, Dad...Dad...I...

You're late.

We were held up at the level crossing...

...And there are too many carriages on the road nowadays.

It'd be better if people stayed at home!

Well, thank you very much!

I wasn't referring to you...

It's always a pleasure to see all of you, of a Sunday.

Fr�d�ric...You go off and play with your cousins.

Including the girls!

Now...tell me Honor�... you got my letter?

It appears you DID write to me.

What do you mean..."appears"?!

D�odat lost your letter in a scuffle with some young hooligans.

Good old D�odat!

Good God!...

What is it?

Oh...you weren't to know...

Honor�...oh...!

Just tell me what this is about!

I was writing to you about the position of mayor.

I was going over your arguments...

Regarding Z�phe?

Regarding Maloret... and what you told me.

You didn't write about...

About our mother?... Yes, I certainly did!

I went over the soldiers being in the house...

...and you hidden under the bed.

God!...I've never known anything more stupid...

...than you...you lump of veterinary shit!

It never should have been put on paper!

Let me explain!

Straight from the big-mouth!

I'm only asking you...

You dumb-arse!

- No Honor�, I'm not a dumb-arse! - Why not?

I used to get called that 30 years ago!

So we'll start calling you that again!

A screwed-up dumb-arse!

...whose dumbness has screwed up his whole family.

Why do you think I'm so worked-up about this?

Because I wrote some things...

When I'm alone with you, somehow I can't get my thoughts together.

I try to argue, but...

The Malorets will be pissing themselves laughing...

Your letter is at Z�phe's place!

His son was the one who pinched it.

Oh, dear God!

- Oh...H�l�ne needs a refill!

Thanks...not too much.

You need fortifying... with a husband like that.

Are you finished rubbishing me?!

Don't listen to him...

Give him a blast!

Well...I've nothing more to say.

More importantly... you've nothing to drink!

Gustave...what are you doing there, under the table?

He's giving wine to the dog!

That's terrible!

I wish I'd seen that!

Look what happened!

There we are!

Where are we?

He spilled his wine on my dress!

Easy to have foreseen.

So you foresaw it, did you?

I don't wish to brag, but...

Shame you couldn't have applied...

...those talents to your letter.

Of course!

It'll come out. Don't you have any soap?

Don't you think that we wash ourselves?!

It shouldn't stain too much...

He's insinuating that we water down the wine!

That's not what I meant to say...

That's what you said, you certified Jesuit!

Honor�!

Dumb-arse!

That, all over again... oh...oh, my poor Ad�la�de!

I'm not complaining!

Really?

Even with that gent who goes trawling on Rue des Oiseaux?

What business do you have...?

Dear God!

I'm gonna throw him out on his arse!

Don't do that!

A very good day to all of you.

Hi, D�odat...

Take a seat.

Juliette...give him a drink.

Thanks.

Steady...steady!

I was just about to say that we hadn't seen the postman.

I didn't have any mail for you, but...

It's safer that way!

It's just to say hello!?

That's it!

So you have the family here today!

Oh, yes!

When you all get along...

...it's one of the pleasures of life.

It brings back the time when our father was still with us.

Yes...your father was a good man.

I remember one day...

...I'm talking 20 years ago... before we had the railway...

...before I'd thought about being a postman...

...I was going to Valbuisson, ...I can't remember why...

No, wait...I remember...

No...I don't remember.

I saw your father coming towards me... he was returning from the fair...

...but he hadn't seen me...

...lost in thought about something... Who knows what.

"So you're on your way back, Jules", I said to him.

Then he said to me... "A very good day to you, D�odat."

"Can you believe it... I forgot my umbrella."

He'd forgotten his umbrella.

His green umbrella.

He had it for nearly 20 years.

What happened then, D�odat?

As to whether he'd left it at home or at the fair...

At home, most likely.

The green umbrella...

We'd give anything to still have it...

Wouldn't we, Ferdinand?

Filthy beast!

Whatever was wrong with her?!

Isn't it crazy...

You brought his father luck, didn't you?... But what about us!

Is that the reason you feel you've been unlucky?

Don't YOU? Like with that letter at Z�phe's.

I'm quite happy now, that Z�phe got that letter..

What about when he shows it around?

Just think about it...

Who would Z�phe be likely to show it to?

Oh, to be rid of Z�phe and the Malorets!

You haven't done anything... these last 20 years.

This time...YOU'll see!

I'll see nothing at all!

You don't even know if he has it!

Wouldn't his kid have given it to him?

But was it really him who took it?

What are you talking about?

Are you saying that swine hasn't got it?

So no trouble... That'd be to easy!

I'm telling you, he has it! Understand?!

Alright...he has it!

Well...anyway...

And stop talking rubbish...alright?

Fancy threshing in this heat!

I'm so dry, my spit's gone white... look!

Wait...Mine's even whiter than yours...look!

She's a real little man!

So shouldn't you wait till it cools down?

- No, we have to keep going. - I might have known.

THEY don't get their daughter to work.

I saw that little hussy of theirs this morning...

...with that dress... and those shoes!

It was a pretty dress!

She'll take it off at the drop of a hat, that trollop!

- I don't mind working. - I should hope not!

She doesn't complain... any more than I do.

We work to make a living...

That's the only way we know how.

The Malorets are a bunch of shits... you can take my word.

Why are they shits?

You can't insult people like that, just because of a lost letter.

I'm not saying why I am.

After all this time?!

Even if Z�phe did take that letter...

It's no reason to blame the whole family!

They're all the same! One takes after the other!

No, not one after the other... they're all one heap of dung!

You understand what I'm saying?

I understand... but you don't really know them!

Leave me alone! There's work to be done!

Juliette...

Juliette...

I wanted to tell you...

...about the Malorets...

Don't say anything.

Don't say anything my pet. Not a word.

You see, my boy...

...I'm quite sure my feet are stronger than yours.

At least 3 sizes bigger.

Yes...

That's why you walk like a constable on foot patrol.

Nobody's ever said that to me!

Foot-patrol constable!... I've come up in the world!

That may well be...

...but that way of walking doesn't look very attractive.

How do YOU think a foot patrol constable walks?

He throws his foot forward and slams it on the road.

On the other hand, I march this way...

The front of the foot hits first... the heel follows.

The constable uses the whole sole, all at once.

I've seen it in the regiment with men with flat feet.

But heavens above... I don't have flat feet!

I didn't say you did!

Good!

I'm just saying... Not all feet are the same.

I've heard that the regiment suffers from a lot of foot injuries.

It's certainly not a rare occurrence!

I've never had an injury!

I work just as hard as I need to... no more!

So I never get any problems with my feet!

A very good day to you, Honor�. - Good day, D�odat.

- Hello, Dad. - All well with you?

Ernest is on leave.

We've walked together from the station.

Being in town has polished him up, hasn't it?

I'm going.

I didn't offend you?

No...I've got a registered letter...

...and the mail won't deliver itself!

- 'Bye, D�odat. - 'Bye!

Gosh!...Have the Malorets got a new roof?

Think so?

Those swine!

Yes, those swine.

Their daughter Marguerite, is here for 3 weeks.

Get him a drink.

You don't often see pretty girls like Marguerite, around Epinal...

...a smart guy like you...

I couldn't give a damn about Marguerite.

Get that!

I'll show her to you so you can see what a looker she is.

If you don't get the hots for her, you've wasted your 20 years!

Marguerite...

She's just not my type.

Not his type...not his type!

So who IS your type?

Let him alone... He's just a big lug!

Don't you worry about this big lug!

See you tonight!

He's going to Germaine Viard's place!

Oh la la!

What?! There's nothing wrong with HER.

I won't contradict that.

But our grandparents may have quarrelled 40 years ago.

So marriage is probably out of the question.

Like you had to choose someone else!

Someone else? Who? Will I be told in time for the wedding?

No�l Maloret.

If they have the letter, I'll tell them...

...to put it with the wedding presents.

You bum! You'd give away your daughter for a letter?!

- I never said that! - Why not? It follows.

I'm going to look for that letter!

Don't be silly...Ad�la�de!

Ad�la�de!

Do they blame you, too?

Not at all... They don't blame anyone.

- They're upset about the letter... - I am too.

It's nothing to cry about.

Come with me... I'll show you something.

Look...I'm giving it to you.

It wasn't Z�phe Maloret...

I'm the one who pinched it from D�odat!

That's nothing to laugh about!

- But YOU were laughing. - That's beside the point!

You aren't going to tell on me?

I won't say a thing.

It's best left where it is. But don't tell a soul!

No...Of course.

They believe Z�phe has it.

And that suits me just fine!

- Shut up, Charogne! - You're welcome!

What are YOU doing there?

Well, what are you doing at their place...

...behind my back?

Nothing out of the ordinary.

Lucky I saw your wagon... or I wouldn't have known.

What on earth would you think?

I received a letter from someone you know...

- Who? - Altier.

The MP.

Tell me. Your horse won't say anything.

What did he want?

He's worried his little girlfriend is finding it boring in the country.

Is he relying on you to entertain her?

Don't be stupid!

That Marguerite is very agreeable!

I'd say she'll get ahead.

I don't know about getting ahead...

...but if she's walking ahead, we can enjoy her wiggly bum!

You're disgusting!

Calm down! Drive me home, and say hi to my soldier-boy.

Ernest! How's he going?

Are you happy with him?

Not quite what I would have wished.

No...no more thank you...

Lovely to have seen you all...

...but I have some other animals to call on!

Ad�la�de, thank you! Those cherries were so juicy!

Soldier!... Take care of yourself!

Don't forget to keep watch to the east.

- That's not east. - No....that's east!

At camp, they indicate with this arm.

But east is still THAT way! Alright?!

Maybe it changes direction... in our training.

Well, I'll be off!

Honor�...Would you be able to do something for me?

Alright.

Altier is coming to see Marguerite tomorrow.

Nothing to do with me.

Right...but it'd be awkward at the parents place.

A delicate situation!

Are you completely shameless?!

We don't run a brothel here!

Oh, no...he's just coming to visit...

...to have a chat...to see her...

...But you only see evil in everything... so I'll drop the subject.

But why shouldn't they come here?

There...you see?!

We don't owe you any favours!

They can do it in the woods!

What if it rains?

We'll lend them a tarp!

Don't listen to them, Uncle Ferdinand, they're just being nasty.

Why can't we be helpful?

Come off it, Juliette!

Marguerite and I used to be sort of friends.

There you are...she can come here to see her friend Juliette...

...and I'll bring Altier around at 3 o'clock.

She can obviously get you to do anything!

So it's agreed she can come..

That's great...thanks!

Thanks for nothing!

I'm sick of all this of arguing.

You're certainly right there!

As I was saying...

...if you agree to return that letter to my father...

To do that, I'd need to have it.

Let's suppose you did have it.

I wouldn't deny it...

...but I can't say I have it if I haven't.

You trust me, don't you?

Out with it...I'm listening.

If you were to see my father...

...so as to return the letter to him...

Why would I do that?

No�l, if you did that, he'd be most grateful.

I don't give a damn about your father.

I've nothing to say to him, or ask him for!

Alright then!

If I had the letter, you could do whatever you like with it!

If I didn't have it, my girl, I wouldn't say I had!

If he sent you to find out...

...tell him we were too busy doing something else!

Let me go!

Here's the whore!

What?...You're the one who wanted her to come.

But she's still a whore!

As we've accepted her coming, we can at least be polite.

So you like the Maloret WOMEN, do you?

I don't deny it.

You'd better get over there...

...before your mother says the wrong thing.

Go on!

Glad to be of service!

- Hello, Ad�la�de. - Hello.

I came to discuss our arrangement.

What arrangement?

About tomorrow...when I'm here to see Mr Altier.

Oh yes...there's the couch in the dining room.

Otherwise, we could put some straw in the stable.

Maybe if you need to make your living...

...then you'd prefer my bed!

Your bed 'd be too dirty!

Not as dirty as your arse!

I'm just in time...

You were about to start an argument.

You two shouldn't quarrel, mummy.

It's partly my fault.

Don't let her bother you... She's just jealous.

Yes...because my father thinks you're a very pretty girl.

You're father's not bad either! He seems quite young.

I've never been here before.

That's because our families have never got on.

I'd like nothing more than for us to make peace.

- What are you looking at? - Doesn't it work?

Nobody ever winds it.

Pity...I like knowing the time!

Mr Altier is coming at 1 o'clock, according to my father.

No...3 o'clock's early enough!

No, my father definitely said 1 o'clock.

Well, you'd know best.

I'm sure you wouldn't make it up...

No reason.

Will you come pick me up tomorrow?

Why?

I'd like it so much... it'd be the very first time...

It'd be so nice if you were able to come over to our place...

...but it couldn't happen.

- If you think... - Come a bit before 1!

Then you could see No�l...

You do love No�l, don't you?

What about your MP... Do you love him?

You know what I am...

Your mother made that quite clear!

But look... Believe me...I'm not complaining,

What do you think of these?

I'd never want them.

You'd want them as much as I do!

How do you know that?

Every girl does!

Goodbye, Ad�la�de, and thank you.

Yes.

I'll be expecting you tomorrow.

Quiet!

See you at 1 o'clock!

That's too early...it's supposed to be 3 o'clock.

I know that HE is coming at 3.

Juliette wants you to have it off with her father.

Z�phe, give me your shirt.

We'll take care of HER first...

...that'll teach her!

Marguerite, check if she's coming.

No.

She didn't tell me this stuff stings!

Careful...you'll be less of a man.

Here she is!

Hurry up!

Is Marguerite here?

She's not quite ready... but come in for a minute!

Don't stand in the sun!

The sun doesn't bother me.

But as you're kind enough to invite me...

We need to keep cool in this heat.

Don't stand there... Take a seat.

I'm alright, thanks.

It's nice of you to come and fetch Marguerite!

I'm happy to do it.

It's still kind of you.

It's also nice to have you here.

You're very welcoming.

We'd like to welcome you the way she will be at your place.

She'll be welcomed as a friend of mine.

And we'll welcome you as a friend of hers!

That's a lovely cupboard you have.

She's not familiar with this place.

Inevitably...

...it's the first time she's been here!

We don't have such a nice one.

Marguerite!

- That's it...yell for her! - Marguerite!

So call out for her... you little slut!

Stop struggling... You asked for it!

No...I don't want to!

Come in!

I can't!

Come in!

It's locked!

I'm late...because the train was late.

There's a letter for Marguerite.

Marguerite, you can come now... it's the postman!

Ah...you're here!

- Marguerite... - Thanks, D�odat.

I'm so happy to see you, D�odat.

People always say that to me! Right, Z�phe?

You're a good postman.

They tell me that, too.

Mr Altier isn't coming.

So...shall we go, Juliette?

If HE's not coming, what's the point of YOU coming over?

All the same...I'd really like to.

Shit!...All spruced up for nothing!

You missed your chance... the postman turned up too soon.

I didn't want to, at all!

No one ever want to... but they're happy afterwards.

Speak for yourself!

I'm always happy. Is your father still expecting me?

- Ah, ah... ah no!

Because I always like to see what I'm doing!

Oh yes!

Is the clock stopped? I like to know the time.

You like nice things, eh?

I didn't realise you were so big down there...

Don't you like it?

Do you have the key?

Yes, I like it! The key's lost.

Careful!

So...moving down?!

Well...you'll soon see!

- See...I'm the postman! - Leave it...

Where on earth's that key?

Here it is!

What time will I set it?

Whatever you like.

What time is it?

Hey!....I'm still here!

Well...how about that!

What is it?

Nothing for you... Just an old letter.

No...please...

What an idiot!

Now I don't need anything from your father!

What do you mean...my father?

How is HE involved?

How is he involved?!...

Every time I see you, I think of him.

You mean I look like him?

Oh no!... You're a beautiful girl!

But you wouldn't be so beautiful if you weren't HIS daughter!

You just wait and see...

Who is it?

It's my brother!

I don't want him to see me here!

Anybody home?

Why wouldn't there be?

- Am I disturbing you? - You sure are.

I'm here with some sad news.

- Poor old Philibert... - He's dead?

Listen!...

They're for him.

Damn! Who was responsible?!

He was sick.

- He promised me! - Promised what?

Just leave me alone!

And Z�phe is in for the mayor's job.

As long as I live, that won't happen!

Think about it... He has that letter!

Well...I'll go and get it off him.

Well..after all... He may, in fact, NOT have it!

We shouldn't get too carried away!

I'll go get the letter... even if he doesn't have it.

Philibert wouldn't have had anything to complain about.

As good funerals go... it was a good funeral.

A credit to the municipality.

You can say that again!

- Come in, Mr Mayor! - Oh...not quite, yet!

But not long, either!

It won't be long...won't be long!

Fancy having a funeral in this heat!

It was quite cool in church.

But what about the cemetery!

It's so much hotter, wearing black.

I get hot feet.

He already thinks he's mayor.

But he's not...he's not!

He's there...and you're not doing anything to stop him!

Just be patient!

I'm out of patience!

I feel so bad about your daughter.

Don't talk about Juliette!

I AM talking about your daughter!

Yes! And you were going to give her to Maloret?!

- Me? - Yes, you!

They have their fun with her...

...and send her back to you, like the village whore!

You can't say such things!

It has to be talked about!

Shut your mouth!

I'll not be stopped from telling you...

...that both father and son were onto her!

Shut up!

And this filthy beast of yours!

Our lucky charm!

Do I have to see the face of this lucky charm?!

- Good riddance! - Just calm down!

Your daughter gets molested, and you say nothing...

...but when it comes to that mare!...

I know what I have to do!

Nothing at all!

I don't take orders!

THAT's what needs to be said!

Honor�!

- What's he up to?! - I don't know.

A very good day to all you Malorets!

You just walk in without knocking?!

Without KNOCKING?

I'm going to KNOCK you silly!

One for your father, one for my daughter and one for the Holy Ghost!

God help me!

So be it!

Honor�!...

Is this all your doing?

You have lovely arms, Ana�s...

Look at your Z�phe.

MY Z�phe, I might say.

That arsehole wasn't meant for a beautiful woman like you!

You'd agree he needs to be made aware of that, don't you?

I don't know... If YOU say so...

But nicely...alright?

Like I'll ask you nicely to open the other door.

- Why? - So he won't see anything.

I'd never believe you could do something like this.

Neither did they!

No they couldn't... But that doesn't make it right.

You'll see that it won't be so bad after all...

Not bad at all!

Look at your little boy there... he's still asleep.

No need to wake him.

When No�l was born, I said to myself...

Pity it wasn't me who'd made it for Ana�s!

If only I'd spoken up earlier...

It was never the right time...

Then one day, like this, the opportunity arises!...

Then we speak nicely to each other.

What are you doing?!

I'm putting him...under the bed!

Why under the bed?

It's an old story...

Yes...under the bed.

It's an old story that I'll tell you shortly.

You're still more beautiful than your daughter.

Are you trying to scare me, Honor�?

I'd never scare you, Ana�s.

- You know that. - I know...

I'm a bit scared, though.

You WERE quite right.

- Honor�! Honor�!

Honor�!

Well...what's all this about, eh?

Honor�...if, unfortunately, you did something violent...

Who said anything about violence?

Not me...

...and neither did you, did you, Ana�s?

We both know that violence gets you nowhere, don't we, bro?

...but by being nice...

...by being nice, Ferdinand.

My letter!

You got it back from them?

By being nice...

Isn't that right, Ana�s?

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