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A VERY CURIOUS GIRL (THE PIRATE'S FIANCEE)

Look Daddy, 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, tramp!

Wait for me!

Ma, where are you?

How did you get hurt?

Did Ma 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.

Little whore!

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

All right, M. Paul.

Poor Marie...

It was a hit and 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 right.

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 yours anyway.

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 the right 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 of here!

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 about that later.

Oh, him.

- Do you want to bring him? - No.

I'll come back to take care of him.

You're frozen.

I'll fix you some 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 never would have thought...

So that's your inheritance?

280 francs 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, Camomile.

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 Irene 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 Daddy, I was looking for you.

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

See you, Daddy.

- What are you up to? - And you?

- What are you two doing? - I came to 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. Not like at your place, 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 Camomile.

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?

When are you gonna be nice to me?

What'll you give me?

No credit at your place. No credit at mine.

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 drunks 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 Irene gave the shack to the old woman.

What are you doing here, you bum?

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 Irene, the first step is the hardest.

Leave Irene 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 camomile. 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.

Oh Camomile, 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're not thinking 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 that poor Irene 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'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.

- 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?

Sh! Fifine's over there.

Now or never. A promise is a promise.

Quiet! I'll send her home first.

Get a move on then.

Get up, you slob.

Quiet, there's somebody downstairs.

They can wait. Get up.

You shouldn't have gone to that tramp.

Here's the herb tea for the priest.

Gimmie a vermouth, I'm frozen.

If you slept properly...

It's cold out. I'll have a rum.

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

God will punish you.

So. A rum? A martini?

You know, last night?

What those drunkards did on their way home?

Want something to 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.

Just 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 stealer, harlot!

May she drop dead like her mother.

- She needs a spring tonic. - Right, coming.

No, a tonic.

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

We'll get Emile back, Fifine.

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!

- What about the store? - Just go.

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 stealer!

Let Paul do the talking.

Marie, we're not going to hurt you.

We won't hurt you!

I'm doing the talking.

We just want to talk to you.

Come out, we won't touch you.

I swear it, open up, for god's sake.

It's gone wild, too.

What's going on, what's that shot?

Oh, so that's it.

Marie, it's me. Please answer.

Are you all right?

Go home, I'll stay with M. LeDuc and Irene.

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

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

What a mess.

Hippolyte, go sit by Miss Irene.

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, Andre. Must the Church also pay?

Yes father. Three francs.

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

- "Good" for everyone? - Yeah.

- No danger for my son? - What do you mean?

Moral danger.

Innocents breed innocence. Right, father?

Ready to start?

I hope there's a cartoon too.

Lights.

Look who's here.

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

Has the price changed too?

Not for you.

Here's two francs.

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?

Didn't you hear 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, and just look at her.

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 up the truck.

- Could anybody afford this place? - Sure, if they've got the money.

- Want to go in? - Can we?

He's a friend of mine, he'll give you a discount.

This is Marie. Marie...er...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 9 francs.

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? - 90 francs, minus 10% for friends.

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

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

You get a free record with it.

That comes to...

Andre's giving me the rest. That'll teach him to kid me.

"Does red look good on me? Very good"

"How much? 90 francs, minus 10% for friends"

"And another 20% off for beauty, so that comes to 60 francs, 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, that's enough presents for today.

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

I'll get the bus.

Here's 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 around here somewhere.

Oh, I see why you're hiding.

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

I was. Now I handle underwear.

This territory is pretty crummy.

Introduce me to your friend.

Marie, this is Jeanjean, 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, Andre. - Take care.

I'll take care of her.

You can put your packages in the back.

You'll be more comfortable, and closer to me.

I'm just fine.

We could become good friends.

Got any money?

So that's it.

That explains it...I thought it was strange seeing Andre 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 catalogue, 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.

What? 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.

As long as everybody's 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.

- Two francs, 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 Undear-wear, Ltd.

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.

Get my meaning?

External or internal?

Maybe both.

Where does it hurt?

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

Ah, I see. Spreading it around, huh?

Ah, youth...

I'll fix you up.

This'll do it, I think.

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 good herb tea.

- Will it work? - It's infallible. Twice a week.

- How much? - Just a minute.

15 francs 90.

What? For this?

We pay taxes here too.

- Yeah, but still... - They'll ruin us all.

What is it?

I brought you the catalogue.

- All right. - Irene 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.

I looked all over for you.

I want to ask you...

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.

You want to get drunk again, huh?

Get out of here, I'm late.

It's for Marie.

She charges money now.

Where does Irene 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 slut going to make the law here?

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

For respectable people, not gypsies.

Are you scared of her?

I'll get her out of here - with this.

You tried that on the goat.

And 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, Camomile. - 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, Camomile. 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 just came to warn you, that's all. 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 Irene's paying 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'm expecting someone.

Excuse me, do you know if a girl named Marie lives around here?

- Over there. Why? - Because.

Another foreigner.

One for ma, 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 Irene 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 210 francs.

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 and I'll show you a few tricks.

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

Marie, wait.

Hands off. You stink of wine.

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

It's your fault Irene 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 a nice house now.

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 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.

But you want to ruin our lives.

Gaston says you're dangerous. You're a poison weed. You destroy 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 shameful, all this money wasted. - She's got all the money she wants.

Ow, that hurts.

Did she hit you?

You should sue her.

Where is she?

Give me my boy's cap back.

And leave him alone or I'll do you!

Your virgin can come 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.

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

I want to marry you.

You could manage on my pension, and 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.

Oh, let him in then.

Take your hat off, it's warm in here.

It's about Marie.

What, again?

It's about Hippolyte.

Marie or Hippolyte?

Both of them.

Are you going to tell me?

We've got to get rid of her.

We can't, the shack is hers.

Irene could do something.

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

What do you mean?

Ask Julien, he's seen them.

Be careful what you say about Irene.

She owns more land than I do.

True, it's run down, but that's her business.

And I'm not interested in your gossip.

Rose, the cheese.

She'll get us all, including you.

That's enough, Gaston.

You know what they say.

That if you could've gotten off with Marie you wouldn't be hounding 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're having a meeting after dinner to discuss the local elections.

We'll put it on the agenda.

Not here, out this way.

I just did 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 with now.

Another drink?

I have to talk to you.

Your behaviour is scandalous.

What kind of 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 are...

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?

30 francs.

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

Thanks, Rose.

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

That can wait.

To check the town limits...

in connection with the expropriation of land for the highway.

But that can wait.

Then there's the problem of Marie, which is coming to a head.

Let's consider 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, 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.

Irene won't evict her from the shack.

We're not discussing Irene.

Marie is getting out of hand.

I went to see her today to scold her and 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 realises that the party's over she'll give in and accomodate you like in the past.

- Price control - That's the idea.

In town it costs 10 francs.

Since this is the country we should only pay half.

That sounds reasonable. If there's no opposition to Felix, show your hands.

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.

Having a picnic?

You know the price has been changed?

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

No, no. It's 5 francs.

The same for everybody.

What are you doing?

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

That's 2 francs 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's warning 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 dropped it.

You look great.

Good to see you.

Some change, huh?

Have something to eat with me?

Okay, but I'm in a hurry.

Did you get my letter?

Yes, I check the post every day. I brought everything you asked for.

What are you going to do with all that stuff?

Make sure you give me the bill.

You can afford it now you're so rich.

I stopped at Felix's for cigarettes and heard all about you.

I've told you before, watch out for those people.

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 colour.

What's it called?

"The Pirate's Fiancee"

I'd like to see it sometime.

Here's my schedule

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

I've got to get moving.

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.

It's no fun if I have to wait.

This is the thing that freezes music and sounds?

Do you need a line for that too?

You can use batteries. 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 that switch.

Hold the microphone.

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

To stop it, just do this.

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 do 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 naughty. What happened with Felix has nothing to do with me.

Since Monday I've only thought of us.

Since Monday it's 40 francs.

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's cast a spell on them.

There's no such thing.

He drops his work and sees her every day. Where else would he be going?

Emile hasn't slept with me for a month. It isn't normal, father. Before he was always chasing me.

I'm not complaining, mind you, having a kid every ten months is hard, even with social security.

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

Always 20 or 30 francs missing to pay that whore.

She spends money and then takes it back.

She's ruining us, M. LeDuc is neglecting the crops.

We have to write to the bishop.

What can the bishop do?

Emile's going to leave me with seven kids.

I'll speak to Marie.

You go home quietly.

And I'll pray for peace in Tellier.

But 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 40 francs.

You're in trouble. I just saw Jesus. The guy who works works for LeDuc who you publicly raped the other day.

Yeah? How is he?

Not so good!

He consulted me about some strange things.

A rash, loss of hair. You gave him some disease.

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

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

If Jesus got it, it wasn't from me. Anyway, it can be cured now.

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 on 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. Later, father.

Have a seat.

It's warm, huh?

Marie, you have brought shame to Tellier.

I'm afraid for you. I know how they've hurt you but the lord says to forgive others their trespasses.

You must obey him. You had a job, and you left it to sink into this frightening perversion.

You're losing your soul and destroying the town.

You should have heard Fifine weeping.

Well, go 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 it?

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 say a mass for my goat.

That's blasphemy.

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

Father, there's been an accident.

Somebody's dying, they need you fast.

Have one.

They're good, eh?

Why do you wear those things?

You're not bad looking without them.

Anyone tell you you're a nice boy?

Have another cookie.

- Eat it. - Daddy makes me wear glasses.

It's to correct my eyesight.

Your eyesight is just fine.

Your daddy's mean.

Aren't these cookies good?

And your hair. Look at me.

You should let it grow

Boys wear their hair long now.

- Daddy said... - Nuts to Daddy.

We're talking about you.

For instance, those legs.

These handsome legs with muscles, and hair on them.

You should wear long pants now instead of those silly shorts.

You're a man, Hippolyte.

Eat up, they'll make you strong.

You must be worn out.

Just stretch out on my bed.

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

And those nasty pimples. Do you know what to do about them?

Lie down.

Don't tell Daddy, 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 one he has lost?

And when he has found it...

...found it...

...puts it joyfully on his shoulders...

...on his shoulders...

Back home, he calls together...

...his friends and neighbours...

...his neighbours...and says...

"Rejoice with me..."

"...for 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. I want to know"

"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, she snores"

"We bought the bar with her money"

"Who taught you that, you witch?"

"Don't bite"

"Unless we keep this quiet"

- That's not me! It's a lie! - Shut up!

"Just give me back my watch"

It isn't me.

"Then you can pay me a small percentage"

She's lying.

"I'll end up believing those idiots"

"The devil is in you!"

Get the ladder.

She took it with her.

"Daddy 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 Daddy. 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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