All language subtitles for A Very Curious Girl 1969

THE PIRATE'S FIANC�E

Look Dad, the goat's
in M. LeDuc's field.

I'll fix you, you swine.

You got him!

How'd you guess it was me, Marie?

You're a witch...
just like your mother, huh?

Don't work too hard.

I'll come by tonight.

You know what I like with you...

Marie, what's going on?

Julien, get back to work.

Don't play deaf like grandpa.
And don't let him eat by himself.

I can't leave all this mud.

Clean it up then!

Eat it while it's hot, grandpa.

Watch where you're going,
bitch!

Wait for me!

Mom, where are you?

How did you get hurt?

Did Mom untie you?

You need a good bath.

You're beautiful.

And gentle.
Not like those bums.

Who kiss me at night and
beat me in the morning.

Look at me.

You love me, don't you?

This is disgusting...
worse than Indo-China.

Marie, listen, I've got
to tell you something.

Don't be scared,
you know I like you.

Bastard!

-You don't say no to him, huh?
-Dirty animal.

Your old lady just
got run over.

That's what I had to tell you.

Bitch!

You're the mayor, M. LeDuc.
You tell her.

All right, M. Paul.

Poor Marie...

It was a hit'n run driver.

We found her on the bank...
near the ruins.

The car didn't even stop.

What a mess...
on the table.

What about
the death certificate?

Nobody saw the car. We can
call it death from natural causes.

Yeah, but what does
she want to do?

There's nothing we can do.
No point in getting involved.

We can't bring the old hag
back to life.

I'm the mayor,
I want things done correctly.

If you declare the accident,
the police will investigate.

And find out how they lived.

All right. But we'll have
to talk to the priest.

I already told Duvalier
to find him.

You think of everything.

Somebody has to.

Here he is.

-Will the town pay for the burial?
-Who else?

She could have some money
stashed away. You never can tell.

I'll have to look up to
see if she was baptized.

You can't,
she wasn't born here.

They're bastards from
mother to daughter.

Then she probably
wasn't baptized.

And I can't bury her
at the church.

-Don't touch anything!
-Maybe she left something.

Burials cost money.

You ought to have a mass
said for her.

I don't want a mass or a burial,
not your way at least.

Go outside, Hippolyte.

You called her a witch,
a gypsy, a madwoman.

You made her work like a
dog for a bowl of soup.

But she spat on you
and your god.

Marie, that's blasphemy.
You'll repent!

Don't forget that we
let you stay here.

Both of you!
Without any papers.

That we let you go to school
so you could find an honest job.

You and your mother,
a gypsy, a nobody.

You're ungrateful.

Repent, my child, and ask
our friends to forgive you.

We'll find a solution.

We forgive your outburst as
God has already forgiven you.

I don't want your burial,
priest. This is my affair.

-For shame.
-Shut up.

We might as well go.

Yes, get out of here.

Get the hell out!

Marie! I know you're there.

Why did you make such a row?
They're still yapping about it.

So you threw them all out.
M. LeDuc, Father Dard, M. Paul...

You're a strange one.

What are you going to do now,
hang around here with the body?

No, you won't. You'll live
on the farm with me.

And take care of the old man.

We'll see.

Oh, him.

-Want to bring him?
-No.

I'll come back to take care of him.

You're frozen.

I'll get mulled wine.

Leave that alone.

You broke it once.

I bet you didn't eat
this morning.

I feel like...

-Where'd you get this?
-It was hers. Now it's mine.

I'd never thought...

So that's your inheritance?

280 F won't change anything.

It's not enough.

You'll always be poor.
Like your mother and her mother.

But I don't care.

I love you the way you are.

You smell good.

You never used perfume before.

Lie down.

Relax.

Hello Camomille.

Call me M. Paul,
I'm the pharmacist after all.

Where's your diploma,
lost in the war?

Hello Grocer.

Hello Goulette.

Forgot something, M. Paul?

Uh, no, just a little drink.

Thirsty today, M. Paul?

Today's special.
I need a pick-me-up.

They're hungry at the farm.

That's for ladies.

That's breakable.

You're pretty proud today,
Marie.

What about your mother?

You can't keep the body forever.

I'll let you know if
I need you.

Well, I'm off.

-One more. It's cold out.
-Naturally, this time of year.

Not the candles, they're
for Father Dard.

He can wait.

Give me 16 bottles of red wine, a
flask of brandy and some Gauloises.

Is that what Ir�ne smokes now?

They're for the goat.

Oh, this isn't for the farm?
They already came today.

Got any money?

Are you going to serve me now?

-What's up?
-Having a party?

I'll take this too.

The Westminster!

-Why not?
-It's pretty heavy.

I'll take your cart.
Next time, you deliver.

There won't be a next time.

-Let's see, 15 bottles...
-16! Plus a bottle of brandy.

A half bottle.

There, nice and clean.

You feel good?

Come here, my sweet.

Don't I look nice?

Hi Dad, I was looking for you.

Aren't you in bed yet? What would
your poor mom say? Go home!

See you, Dad.

-What's is it?
-And you?

-What are you two doing?
-See what's going on.

I'm game warden too,
you know.

Well,
why don't you go in then?

You're right, since we're here
we might as well go in.

Don't you like your own wine,
grocer?

-Well, if it's a party...
-Sort of.

You guys thirsty?

Come on in.

Your place looks funny.
I mean...

Have a little drink.

That's a real drink, Felix.

I serve those who pay.

Have some cheese too.

-I'm starving.
-Marie, you look great.

Hey Emile!

Let's start the party!

A drink for Emile.

Hey, you outdid yourself.

I'll have some salami.

-And some wine?
-Sure.

It's the best.

Help yourself.

I'll give the goat a drink.

Leave him alone.

Hey, there's Camomille.

With her dead body lying there.
It's unsanitary.

-With her lying there...!
-She won't mind.

Look,
either drink or get out.

You say no to me?

Will you be be nice to me?

What'll you give me?

No credit at your place.
No credit on me.

I give credit!

Why not me?

Not you, Mailman, but
I'll take your son.

Slut!

Daughter of a slut!

So...
I'm not good enough for you?

I hate your guts.

"Marie is the prettiest
girl in Tellier...

... and much too good
for Tonton Duvalier... "

Drunkards.

What is this, the County Fair?
You just lost your mother.

With these degenerates
and their one track minds.

That's enough.
Back to the farm.

Throw these drunkards out.

What if they don't want to go?

Don't talk back to me.

I fed you and
kept you like a pet.

In my house I'm not an animal.

I'm not taking sides, but possession
is nine tenths of the law.

And the shack was her mother's.

I was there when Ir�ne gave
the shack to the old woman.

What are you doing here, fool?

Back to the farm!

He's finished his
work and he's my guest.

-A man's house is his castle.
-The more the merrier.

Eat, drink and be merry.

For tomorrow we may die.

Miss Ir�ne, the first
step is the hardest.

Leave Ir�ne alone.

What's a game warden
doing in this brothel?

Hey, your gun.

If you're nice, I'm nice.

What do you want?
Just name it.

Later.

-Me too, Marie?
-Later.

-Me too.
-Later.

Hey doc, have a little of my
Camomille. It's the best.

Listen to me.
I need some things done.

Your orders are our pleasure.

I can't leave my mother here.
You've got to help me.

There are laws about corpses.

You sound like the mailman.

Her body didn't spoil your fun.

Marie's right, we've got
to bury the old lady.

Cut it out! Get to work!

We need a wheelbarrow.

Hurry up, it's cold out.

Three steps toward the cot.

Three steps towards the bed.

Three steps towards the door.

And three steps more. Here.

The pick.

I'm not supposed
to strain myself.

-Watch your health.
-You take too much medicine.

One for the old lady...
one for Marie...

And one for us...

-Pretty solid, huh?
-Good stock.

Stop throwing dirt at me.

That's enough. She's skinny.

We'll pack her down.

He's wasted.

Drunk to the gills.

Not like that.

Julien, turn the table over.
You help him.

The old bat weighs a ton.

Stop, my sons,
that's a sacrilege.

Yeah, we're burying my ma.

Outside the cemetery!
Don't you realise?

Here your "flock's"
stones can't hurt her.

Marie,
you don't think straight.

Go confess your sin of
gluttony to the Monsignor.

Felix, this is no place for you.
Tomorrow, this shameful memory...

What if it's a happy memory?

Emile, think of your children,
so proud of their father.

Julien, don't forget poor Ir�ne has
no man, she needs you on the farm.

Don't go on, father.

We're just having a little fun.

I warned you, father. That bitch
has cast a spell on them.

Just look at them. Animals!

Dirty pigs!

It's no use,
they're too far gone.

Come with me, son.

Go away, you make me sick.

No. Not in your condition.

We'll see tomorrow.
I always keep my word.

-What about the store?
-Just go.

What's the matter? Eat!

Watch what you're doing.

You want her too... that tart.

Well, well. It's about time.

Nothing to say?

Teasing those men is
just asking for trouble.

Say something.

Carousing all night.

What did you do with them?

Nothing.

-Liar! Go milk the cows.
-No.

I buried my mother yesterday.
I'm not working.

Today is my day.

Can I use your sewing machine?

Not to make whore clothes.

Go find yourself another job.

Coming, Emile?

Sssh! Fifine's over there.

Now or never.
A promise is a promise.

Quiet! I'll send her home first.

Hurry up then.

Get up, dimwit.

Quiet, someone's downstairs!

They can wait. Get up.

You shouldn't have gone
to that bitch.

Here's the herb tea
for the priest.

Gimmie a Vermouth,
I'm frozen.

If you slept properly...

It's cold outside.
Give me a Rum.

You were there too.
You're all the same.

God will punish you.

Well? Rum, Martini?

You know, last night?

What those drunkards
did on their way home?

Want a drink?

They played football by the
church and broke a window.

Get out of here.

You don't need to get like that,
we were just having a little fun.

-One more. No hard feelings.
-No more!

That bitch put a spell on them.
Her mother was a gypsy.

You have to watch out
for those people.

I'll have the usual.

Help!

Sounds like Fifine.

She's got hold of Emile.

Help me! And my little ones!

The whore! Whore!

Man thief, harlot!

May she drop dead.

-She needs an elixir.
-Right, coming.

Not a tonic.

This is too much.
We'll fix her this time.

We'll get Emile back.

I'd like to buckshot her.

I'm going.
Alone, if I have to.

Are you coming?

Go on! Don't just stand there.
M. Paul, Julien, go on!

My milk...

-What's going on?
-We're going to fix that bitch.

Where is she?

Here she is!

Over there!

Open the door!

Steady, it's her home.

Tart! Man thief!

Let Paul do the talking.

Marie...
we're not going to hurt you.

We won't hurt you!

I'll talk.

We just want to talk.
We won't touch you.

I swear, open up!
For god's sake.

It's gone wild, too.

What's that shooting?

Oh, that's it.

Marie, it's me. Please answer.

Are you all right?

Go home, I'll stay
with M. LeDuc and Ir�ne.

-What if she reports it?
-She was trying to steal Emile.

Emile is of age, isn't he?
Just go home quietly, my child.

What a mess.

Hippolyte,
go sit by Mme Ir�ne.

Don't rock on it, you'll break it.

-Father, we were waiting for you.
-Sorry, another extreme unction.

-A little mint and water.
-No mint -not after my herb tea.

Evening, Andr�. Must
the Church also pay?

Yes father. 3F.

-Is it a nice picture?
-A good one.

"Good" for everyone?

-No danger for my son?
-What? -Moral danger.

Innocents breed innocence.
Right, father?

Ready to start?

I hope there's a cartoon too.

Lights.

Look who's here.

-Evening, Andr�.
-Marie. You've changed since last time.

Has the price changed too?

Not for you.

Here's 2F.

Okay, let's roll it.

Lights, Felix.

I won't stay here with that whore.

Marie, come and sit here.

It's too close.

You don't care who comes in,
do you?

Heard what I said?

Marie paid. She stays.

If she stays, I go.

Give me my money back.

Come on, get home.

Her mother's still warm,
just look.

Shut up, Rose. Let's
get on with the show.

-I love the cinema.
-Felix, the lights!

Was it a good night?

The best part was the happy ending.

I mean at Felix's.

Not bad. Why?

You're forgetting me.

Oh, so that's the way it is.

How much? 20?

You shouldn't say yes so fast.

What's going on here?

They all hate you.

Don't stay in Tellier.

They're out to get you.

You're a lovely girl.

Come with me.

You'll be free.

You'll have enough to eat.
You'll travel.

You can go to movies every night.

I'll run some great pictures for you.

I'm staying right here.

Why?
You don't owe them anything.

What have they done for you?

See you later.

If you change your mind,
you know my schedule.

Take care.

Are you going to town?

Give me a lift, I want
to do some shopping.

All right.
I'll start the van.

-Can anyone afford this?
-If they got money.

-Want to go in?
-Can we?

Sure. He's a friend and
he'll give you discount.

This is Marie.
Marie... eh... Marie.

Marie-Marie. Cute name.

Just 'Marie' is fine.

It's hot in here.

Infra-red heater.

What's that over there?

A hair dryer. You can have it
for 12 payments of 9F.

How's business?

Not so hot.

What's this?

A tape recorder.

It freezes sounds and
keeps them.

Are you kidding?

-Does red look good on me?
-Very good.

-How much?
-90F, minus 10% for friends.

Another 20% off for beauty,
so it's 60F, okay?

Fine. I also take this little box,
the mirror, and that.

You get a free record with it.

That's...

Andr� gives me the rest.
That'll teach him.

"Does red look good on me?
Very good.

How much? 90F,
minus 10% for friends.

And another 20% off for beauty,
so that comes to 60F, okay?"

See? I wasn't kidding.
But I'll pay for you anyway.

Pick out your record.

That's a funny machine.
How much is it?

Oh no,
enough presents for today.

I've got to go.
Can you get home OK?

I'll get the bus.

A little present, a piggy bank.

I hope you'll save up some
money and come back.

-I'll pay you next week.
-All right, no problem.

See you.
You've got a nice shop.

'Bye, Just-Marie.

I knew you were here somewhere.

Oh, I see why you're hiding.

What are you doing here?
Weren't you selling cars?

I was.
Now I sell underwear.

This territory is pretty crummy.

Introduce me to your friend.

Marie, Jean-Jean,
an old army buddy.

-I've got to run.
-No, no, let's have a drink.

-I'll miss my bus to Tellier.
-Tellier? I'm going that way.

Want a lift?

All right then.

-See you, Andr�.
-Take care.

I'll take care of her.

Put your packages in the back.

You'll be more comfortable.

I'm just fine.

We can become friends.

Got any money?

Ah, it's that way.

I see, I thought it was strange
to see Andr� with a babe like you.

-Even in the army...
-Look, let's forget about the army.

Where do you live?

Over there.
What about your work?

Business before pleasure.
You're right.

Felix Lechat... where's he?

Right there, behind the church.

I'll send you my catalog,
there are some good buys.

Enjoy yourself.

-What's that?
-It's my opera.

No running water.

-No electricity?
-I've got candles.

You pay first.

Oh yes,
you're all for business.

-How much? 10? 20?
-30.

-That's what they charge in Paris!
-Take it or leave it.

Don't you wear underwear?

I didn't use to. But since
you sell underwear...

You're crazy,
they're brand new.

I don't wear what's brand new.

Well,
here's your "mink", Madam.

So we're all happy, eh?

See you soon.

Are you deaf?

-Can I help you?
-Is there a drugstore here?

Well... there's a herbalist.

Next to the church.
Why? Are you sick?

Nothing serious. Thanks.

It's just what your calf needs.
Boil it down and put it on the sore.

Be right with you.

-2F, Mme Palmyre.
-And the horse's hock?

Tell him to come and see me.
My best to your husband.

Those foreigners, eh?

Didn't I see you at
Felix's in that fancy car?

-Yes, I'm the district representative
for Beautiful Underwear. -Olala.

Is this a pharmacy?

What else could it be?

Yes, of course.
It's a fine place.

What can I do for you?

Well, I'm not sick, but...

I'd like some kind of...
antiseptic.

Know what I mean?

External or internal?

Maybe both.

Where does it hurt?

It's just to disinfect.
On the road, you know.

Ah, I see.
Having adventures around, huh?

Well, youth...

I'll fix you up.

This'll do it.

It's exactly what you need.

You dissolve each dose in warm
water for external use.

I said external, don't
drink it, soak it.

Three times daily for a week.

Nothing like a herbal tea.

-That works?
-Infallible. Twice a week.

-How much?
-Just a minute.

15 F 90.

What? For this?

We pay taxes here too.

-But still...
-They'll ruin us all.

What is it?

I brought you the catalog.

All right.

-Ir�ne doesn't know I took it.
-Very well.

-Marie.
-Now what?

You know what.

Why not? But things have
changed, got any money?

Things haven't changed for me.

I'm not on the farm any more.
Show me your cash first.

The bitch! She bit me!

Be good grandpa. I'll be
back to put you to bed.

Oh, there you are.

Where were you?
I looked all over.

I want to ask...

Tomorrow. I'm in a hurry.

It's urgent. I need my pay.

What?
You'll get your money on payday.

No, now. Please!

Are you sick?

That's right, I'm sick.

Wanna get drunk again?

Get out of here, I'm late.

You know... It's for Marie.
She charges money now.

Where does Ir�ne hide
her coin collection?

I'll tell you all about it.

Of course she seems to glory
in her provocative attitude.

Glory and money.

You shouldn't have.

Tellier has a good name.
Things will get around.

She hardly ever goes out.

But the men go to her.

What did that salesman want?

Alka Seltzer.

If it were known in the county
seat it might mean trouble.

My child,
you should talk to her.

She won't listen.

Is a whore making
the law here?

-We'll run her out.
-Not so easy. There are laws.

For respectable people,
not for gypsies.

Are you scared of her?

I'll get her out of here.
With this.

You tried that on the goat.

What did she ever do to you?

Or what didn't she do?

I can't leave grandpa alone too long.

Let's settle this.

We must bring the lost
sheep back into the fold.

My child, before you leave,
put this in the larder.

Be careful of the eggs!

-Who is it?
-Sh, Marie, it's me.

-Who?
-M. Paul.

-Oh, Camomille.
-Shut the door.

-My place looks nice, huh?
-You'll set it on fire.

You should thank me for coming.
We just had a meeting about you.

I thought you'd be interested.

I'm not your enemy.

They're all down on you.
They want to get rid of you.

If you had a friend here
who cared about you...

-Who'd protect me?
-That's it.

Listen, Camomille.
Two things:

First, I don't give a
damn what they think.

Second, anyone who wants
to lie down here has to pay.

Like everybody else.

You're crazy.

I only came to warn you.
And I have no money.

-That's a nice watch.
-It's a present from my father.

Hand it over.

The chain, too.

-Marie, it's me.
-Come in.

Wait. Feed the pig first.

How come Ir�ne
pays you in coins?

She collects them.

You must be well off now.

I'm raising my prices.

What's all that for?
You break everything.

-Can't I kiss you?
-Make it quick, I expect someone.

Excuse me, does a girl named Marie
live around here?

-Over there. Why?
-Because.

Another foreigner.

One for Mom, one for the goat,
and one for me.

-What's all the noise?
-Nothing. A dog.

I haven't had much time
for you lately.

For you, it's free. You're the
only one who's nice to me.

Isn't Ir�ne home?

What are you doing here?

I've got some coins,
if you still collect them.

I prefer bills,
they're easier to hide.

All right.

That's 210F.

You can keep on paying
Julien with coins.

Julien! Get in here now!

What is this? Thief!

I'll kick you out.

You're through.

And don't hang around
here or I'll call the police.

You owe me two years vacation.

Just be glad you're
not in jail.

Go on. Get your things
and stay away from here.

Well, I'm off to bed.

'Night, grandpa.

I want to talk to you.

Come to the loft with me.

You've changed.

You're beautiful.

You have to pay now.

You're crazy.

Make those dogs pay.
But us? You and I?

Don't go.
I'll give you what you want.

And more,
if you stay the night.

Hello Mr Virgin,
still in training?

Come visit me and I'll
show you a few tricks.

I'll keep the cap. Go tell your
stupid Dad, you halfwit.

Marie, wait.

Hands off. You stink of wine.

-I can't run any more.
-Walk, then.

It's your fault Ir�ne fired me.

You should thank me.

For losing my job?

For not being a slave anymore.

-Can I spend the night with you?
-Nothing doing.

I've got water.

And gas.

And that.

Next to papa.

You don't waste time, Marie.

If I give you my watch,
how many times can I come?

I don't want your watch.

It's junk.

I don't want you either.

Get out of here,
go try something else.

How can you hire
yourself out and

and then let them treat you
like an animal

without standing up
for yourself?

Who do you think you are,
you bitch?

Every man in Tellier
has screwed you.

You want to ruin our lives.

Gaston's right,
you're dangerous.

You disturb everything.

Don't push me around,
I'm fed up!

I'll kill you!
I'll kill you!

Go to hell.

Go on, get out. Get out.

So you'd pick on someone weaker
than you? You're lower than dirt.

You're disgusting.

What's going on here?

Come on.

It's a shame,
all this money wasted.

She's got all the money
she wants.

Oh that hurts.

Did she hit you?

You should sue her.

Where is she?

Give my boy's cap back.

Leave him alone or you'll
get in trouble with me!

Your virgin can get
his own cap.

I've got a package for you.

You have to sign for it.

Here.

Marie...
I've got to talk to you.

You can't go on this way.

You're in trouble.

I want to help you.
You know I like you.

I want to marry you.

You could manage
on my pension,

And also...
Hippolyte needs a mother.

Don't ever buy anything
without checking it first.

Look, Gaston.

Wait.

Now that you know what
you're missing, get out.

-Don't kid around.
-Get out right now.

Don't take it so hard.
You can keep my blue panties.

Rose, get me some soup.

-Who is it?
-Gaston Duvalier.

He always picks
the wrong time.

Let him wait.

Rose, my soup.
Let him in later.

Jesus, is your boss around?

I'm coming.

Gaston says it's urgent.

Ok, let him in then.

Take your hat off,
it's warm here.

It's about Marie.

What is it again?

It's about Hippolyte.

Marie or Hippolyte?

Both of them.

What're you trying to tell me?

-We must get rid of her.
-We can't, the shack is hers.

Ir�ne could maybe.

She won't, they've been
messing around.

What do you mean?

Ask Julien, he's seen them.

Be careful what you say
Ir�ne is not nobody.

She owns more land than I.

True, it's low but
it's her own business.

And I'm not interested
in your gossip.

Rose, the cheese.

She'll get us all,
you included.

That's enough, Gaston.

You know what they say.

That if you had succeeded with
her you wouldn't hound her.

-But I'm the county warden.
-Thanks to me.

If that's how it is,
I'll go to the police.

Wait, Gaston!

Take it easy.

I'll take care of it.

We'll have a meeting
after dinner...

We'll discuss
the local elections.

We'll put it on the agenda.

Not here, out this way.

I just wiped the floors.

Come in.

The mayor. What a surprise.

Have a seat.

Marie, I've known you...

since you were a little girl.

Since the day you came
to Tellier... during the war.

Remember how I let you sleep
in my barn the first night?

You hadn't eaten for a
week. My wife even...

Yes.
For a week's work in the fields.

I remember the blisters
we had.

Don't be unfair, Marie.
You had no identity papers.

So you paid us less
than the others.

But that's all over now.

Another drink?

I have to talk to you.

Your behavior is scandalous.

What perfume is that?

It smells good.

I knew you as a child.

You said that already.

You've changed.

You're a beautiful girl now.

That brandy's good.

It warms me up.

A little more?

What you enjoy can't hurt you.

If you knew how much
trouble you cause...

It's very naughty of you.

All the worry you cause me.

I ought to spank you.

Like when you stole jam
from my house.

Remember, little hussy?

You pay first.

Do you know my rate?

30F.

Go to bed,
we've got to talk now.

Thanks, Rose.

Gentlemen, we must take some
steps to collect local taxes.

That can wait.

To check the town's limits...

in connection with expropriations
for the highway.

But that can wait.

Then there's the problem "Marie",
which getting urgent.

Let's discuss it.

Have you anything to say?

Goulette keeps pestering me.

She wants to ask the priest
to write to the bishop.

It's too bad... Marie is
a good customer.

But she's a disturbing element.

She turned Julien into
a thief and a bum.

And you used community-owned
materials to build her water tank.

She threatened to talk to Fifine,
so I was scared.

So she uses blackmail now?

I won't have any scandal here.

The elections are coming up.

We don't want the police
or the bishop on our backs.

We've got to settle it ourselves.

-Ir�ne won't evict herself.
-We're not discussing Ir�ne.

Marie is getting out of hand.

I went to see her today
to scare her.

But she refused to let me in.

Me! Can you imagine?

Civil disobedience.

We can use that if
she goes too far.

Let's stick to the problem.

What is Marie's strong point?

She's getting too rich.

Right. At whose expense?

-Ours.
-Exactly.

And since she has no competition
she charges what she wants.

I won't ask you to boycott her.
It wouldn't do any good.

However,

you can all agree on
a reasonable rate

and not go over it,
no matter what.

When Marie realizes that
the party's over...

she'll give in and
behave like in the past.

-Price control.
-That's it.

In town it costs 10F.

Since this is the country, I think...
we should pay half of that.

A very reasonable suggestion,
we agree with Felix, alright?

Here's your delivery.

Right to your door.

There's no point in ordering by
mail, my place is more convenient.

Your clothes are too ugly.

Look how well this fits.

I'll bring the things in
and we can talk.

Look who's there!
Have a picnic?

You know the price changed?

Of course. It's 40 F now.
I was about to tell you.

No, no. It's 5F.

Same for everybody.

-What're you doing?
-Counting.

42 F for my order,
less the 40 F you owe me.

That's 2 F for you.
Here you go.

I'll take that stuff back.

Okay, I'll go with you and
we'll explain it to Goulette.

LeDuc!
I've got to talk to you!

Come over here.

She gave me the change
and kept the goods.

-So what can we do?
-What do you suggest?

There she is.

The bitch.

Come with me.

No money.

"Money".

It's a present.

She's off her head.

-Does she do it for free now?
-She warns us.

She means to set her own rates.

Gaston's right.
She's worse than poison.

She'll wipe us out.

I've got quite a load.

I almost missed it.

You look great.

Good to see you.

Some change, huh?

Wanna eat with me?

Okay, but I'm in a hurry.

Did you get my letter?

I check the post every day.

I brought everything
you asked for.

What will you do
with all that stuff?

Make sure you give me the bill.

You can afford it...
now that you're so rich.

I stopped at Felix's
for cigarettes.

There I heard all about you.

I've told you before,
watch out for these guys.

If they can't bend you,
they'll break you.

They're a bunch of mad dogs.
I know how to handle them.

I know what you've got in
mind and I understand.

Nobody can understand.

I do.

I just got a new movie.
You'll like it.

A costume drama, in color.

What's it called?

"The Pirate's Fianc�e"

I'd like to see it one day.

Here...
my program.

When you feel like it,
drop by and see a movie.

I must go now.

Are you sure you
didn't forget anything?

I don't think so. Have a look.

How does it work?

You've got to get a
phone line installed.

I'll ask for one, but
it'll take time.

I don't like to wait.

This thing freezes
music and sounds?

Does it need a line too?

You can use batteries.
Sit here. I'll show you how.

That's the microphone, talk in there,
or put it next to the sound you want.

Push the red button,
and then that switch.

Hold the microphone.

-Should I talk?
-It's recording what we're saying.

To stop it, just do so.

To hear what you've recorded
just reverse it, like this.

Then stop it, and
listen to it like this.

"Hold the microphone.
Should I talk?

It's recording what
we're saying"

-Now I really have to go.
-So soon?

I've got a show an
hour's drive from here.

There's five tapes here,
I hope that's enough.

When you've used one, put it away
otherwise you'll erase everything.

You can always
read the directions.

Stay a bit longer.

I really can't.

Take care.

Hello Mr Mayor.
Did you come to spank me?

Don't be mad. What happened
with Felix has nothing to do with me.

Since Monday
I've only thought of us.

Since Monday it's 40 F.

Tell me what's been
on your mind.

Marie, you smell so good. The way you
kiss, your skin, the way you react...

-Better than Rose?
-Don't talk about Rose.

Yes, let's talk about Rose.
I want to know.

She's old. She's ugly.
And cold as ice.

She just submits,
like an animal.

Might as well screw a goat.

Besides that, she's sterile.

Maybe you can do something.
She has cursed them.

There's no such thing.

He skips work every day to go to her.
Where else would he go?

Emile hasn't screwed me for a month.
Before he always chased me.

I won't complain,

but a new child every 10th month
is hard, even with social security.

And the money!
I can't balance my accounts.

Always 20 or 30F
missing to pay that whore.

She spends money and
then takes it back.

She ruins us.
M. LeDuc neglects the crops.

-We must write to the bishop.
-What should he do?

Emile will leave me alone
with seven kids.

I'll speak to Marie.

You go home quietly.

And I'll pray for peace
in Tellier.

Don't you dare write
to the bishop.

Thanks for the presents.

Thank YOU.

I came to talk to you.

On to business.

The price is 40F.

You're in trouble.
I just saw Jesus.

The guy you raped in front
of us the other day.

Yeah? How's he?

Not so good!

He consulted me about
some strange things.

A rash, loss of hair.
You infected him with some illness.

Do you think I'm an idiot?
I haven't got any illness.

And I read it takes three days
to get the clap.

If Jesus got it, it wasn't from me.
Besides, it can be cured today.

I'll have to call the police.
They won't be easy on you.

They'll put you in hospital.
Or in jail.

Unless...

Unless what?

Unless we keep this between us.

First, give me back my watch.

Then, you can pay me a small
percentage of your take.

-It's me, Father Dard.
-Come in.

-What are you doing here, father?
-Not what you're doing.

I want to see you alone.

Fine, I'll go.

You have two days to think it over.
See you later, father.

Father!
Have a seat.

It's warm, huh?

You have brought shame to Tellier.

I'm afraid for you.

I know how they've hurt you
but the lord says

we shall forgive
others their trespasses.

You must obey him.
You had a work...

But you left it to devote to
this frightening perversion.

You're going to lose your soul...
and ruin the town.

You should have heard
Fifine weeping.

Well, cheer her up and
leave me alone, priest.

I won't leave you alone.

Who among us, if he has 100 sheep,
and lost one,

will not leave the other 99
in the desert to find the one?

When he has found it...

You've found your sheep, priest,
so let's talk about my goat.

That was very sad, I admit.
I was the first to blame them.

Prove it.

I'll go to church next
Sunday on one condition.

You read a mass for my goat.

That's blasphemy.

I'll end up believing those idiots.
The devil is inside you.

Father!
There's been a traffic accident.

Someone's dying,
they need you fast.

Have one.

They're good, eh?

Why do you wear those things?

You don't look bad
without them.

Has no one told you
you're a cute boy?

Have another cookie.

-Eat it.
-Dad makes me wear glasses.

To correct my eyesight.

Your eyesight is just fine.

Your Dad's mean.

Aren't these cookies good?

And your hair. Look at me.

You should let it grow.

Boys wear their hair long now.

-Dad said...
-To hell with your Dad.

To hell with him.
We're talking about you.

For instance, those legs.

These handsome legs with muscles,
and hair on them.

You should wear trousers
instead of those silly shorts.

You're a man, Hippolyte.

Eat up,
they'll make you strong.

You must be worn out.
Life is hard, eh?

Just stretch out on my bed.

I'll lie down beside you
and we'll listen to music.

And those nasty pimples.
Know what to do about them?

Lie down.

Don't tell Dad,
he doesn't like you.

Come to confession?

In a way.

Who among you, if he has
100 sheep and has lost one...

would not leave the other 99 in the
desert to find the lost one?

And when he has found it...

when he has found it...

lays it joyfully on his shoulders...

on his shoulders, eh...

Back home,
he calls together...

friends and neighbors...

his neighbors...
and says to them...

Rejoice with me...
because...

I have found my sheep...

which was lost."

Verily, I say unto you...

There is greater joy
in heaven...

for a sinner who repents...

than for 99 who don't need to.

"-Better than Rose?"
-You smell so good.

Let's talk about Rose.

She's old. She's ugly.
And cold as ice...

She just submits
like an animal.

Goulette's a bore.

She drinks like a fish
and snores.

We bought the bar
with her money.

Who taught you that, witch?
Don't bite.

If we keep it secret...

-That's not me, it's fake!
-Shut up!

-Give me back my watch... "
-It isn't me.

-"Then you pay me a small percentage... "
- She's lying.

"I'll end up believing those idiots.

The devil is inside you!"

The ladder!

She took it with her.

-"Dad makes me wear glasses."
-The slut!

"And those nasty pimples"

Do you know what to do
about them?

Stretch out.
I'll lie down beside you... "

That bitch!

Don't tell Dad.
He doesn't like you... "

It's on fire.

The bitch.

The whore.

-Look at her junk.
-Let's smash it up.

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Gala Evening - THE PIRATE'S FIANC�E

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