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WAITER!

Water. Andouillette for madam... and lamb chops.

A Gamay!

The John Dory?

Wiener Schnitzel for the young man.

Michel!

Half a Pouilly.

Philippe!

-11. -Right away.

The bills for 5 and 11!

-Half a bottle of Pouilly. -What about these coffees?

Goodbye.

Coming through!

Rustic salads ready and dressed here!

Dominique! Rare steak, ready to go.

A turbot, a kebab,

a sea bass and a croustade, all ready to go.

Two lamb chops.

Tell me here! I'm not here for decoration!

These two salads are ready to go.

The beef marrow ready?

-The lamb chops? -Yes, chef.

That's wonderful! Take these Lyons sausages.

I can't hear you.

-A steak! -Don't shout!

-Want your John Dorys? -No.

-The steak? -Rare!

There, now we know! Alex, take these salads.

Who are the supremes for? Gilbert. And he's not here!

-I'll take them. -No.

Cut it like I said, with plenty of cress.

The meat this side. Don't look at me!

The garnish for the guinea-fowl, Herv�?

-Coming! -What about my filets?

Yes, they're coming up, don't get in a flap!

Ah, how are you, Mr. Gilbert?

-Six covers just came in. -Blah, blah, blah!

Go on, it's lukewarm now!

One chops, one petit sal�, 2 supremes, 1 cockerel, 1 steak.

Six different dishes,

you bloody nuisance!

-They wouldn't listen to me. -Not once they'd seen your face!

Grab that and clear off! The garnish for the guinea-fowl!

One guinea-fowl.

-The cockerel American-style? -Grilled cockerel,

with an American sauce. Tomatoes, shallots, cognac,

white wine. It's a bit spicy.

-Can I have it without sauce? -No problem.

Don't you want fish?

Fish... I don't know.

We have brill filets in pistou.

They're steamed. Very light.

Where's that?

Here, madam. Dish of the day.

-Goodbye, Alex. -Goodbye, Mr. Gachet. Thank you.

-If you like pistou. -Yes.

Or maybe meat.

-Here are the meats in sauce... -No, no sauce.

Hey!

-I'm keeping you waiting. -It's OK.

-Excuse me. -The menu.

Right away.

I'll have the cockerel after all.

A cockerel. And the guinea-fowl?

-Absolutely. -Perfect.

Thank you. I'll bring the wine list.

-Thank you. -Bon app�tit.

Your friendship's so soothing, Sylvia. Especially right now.

Excuse me.

The wine list.

-You know Maurice? -No.

Coline.

Hello.

-See you at the break? -Yes.

She's a bit shy, but...

-Didn't you know her? -No.

You didn't?

Stop! All right.

Those staying will work in groups with Dick and Ja�a.

-What did you think? -Fantastic!

Well... Did you enjoy it?

-Did you "dig" it? -It hurts.

The long sequences are toughest.

-Can you stand in? -I'm waiting for Coline.

I'll see if I can find Bob.

Right.

Simon used to be a great dancer.

Not like a Frenchman!

-And you? -I tried to keep up.

His legs... like machine-guns!

The trio ended up a duo.

One night, number three just said, "Enough!"

Hello.

And then I... Anyway.

Mind you, the old fire isn't completely extinguished.

-I'm off. -See you later.

Sorry, I was keeping you waiting.

All right?

Oh! You don't look very...

Alex...

I'll just come right out with it.

I can't go on seeing you.

Really?

Richard wants me for him alone.

That's understandable.

He really cares about me so we're going to live together.

That's great.

Goodbye.

I've always had a good word for him.

He's young, he knows a lot more than I do.

He's ambitious.

A bit aggressive, but that's...

-Nothing wrong with that! -I know.

And he's handsome, in his own way.

Why "In his own way"?

I only said that because...

I'm jealous.

No, you're not. You're too old for that.

So 3, 7, 8, 11, 14 and 21 are non-runners.

Right...

-Who's in? -Me.

-William. -100 francs. Thanks.

The same here.

Save your thanks for the horses!

I won't ask you.

I will ask Mrs. Paulin, though!

Because not only is Mrs. Paulin beautiful,

she's also lucky.

Careful! When the horses see Alex, they pull up short.

-Not all of them. -This is cold!

-What do expect me to do? -50 francs for me.

That perfume! My head's spinning. Have you smelt it?

Have I smelt it!

How much for you, Urbain?

Nothing for me. I'm broke!

You earn the same as us.

But with a family of six...

Right, it's time. Clear this up on the double.

I don't want to make a fuss, but it's cold.

Two of my rings don't work. What's left, Herv�?

-A bit. -Give me that.

-This'll be good for them. -Thanks.

Right away. Monique, cigars!

Two petits sal�s, one rabbit, one medium steak.

Are you ever going to take these? Thank you!

Bream and scallops for Gaby, OK.

Yes, Mr. Gilbert, your dish of the day?

It's been waiting.

-Bastard! -What?

-Butter fingers. -It was hot!

Shouldn't have brought it back.

That's twice tonight. "Overcooked", "too salty".

Now it's on the floor. Who's the bastard?

-Stop it, Francis! -Who asked you?

Who's the partridge for?

-I'm quitting tonight. -Good. One asshole less!

Now apologize!

Keep in your place!

-You too! -This is my place!

It's the kitchen!

OK, the show's over. Move it!

-The two Schnitzels? -That's me.

-Not finished? -No.

Take these salads. There's no more petit sal�.

-What's up with Gilbert? -He's going.

And if Gilbert goes, so do I. I've better things to do.

Don't just stand there!

Doctor.

Thanks.

Who'll open up tomorrow? It was Gilbert...

So!

There's a revolution, huh? I'm sinking the ship?

-Can I have a word? -I have to apologize, right?

-Alex, I apologize. -Not to me.

All right, then, to Gilbert.

I admit the plate was burning hot.

I apologize... publicly.

The drinks are on me. Maxime, if you please.

Champagne for everybody!

No, no!

This is on me. The Perrier-Jou�t.

In that case, it has to be the 1955!

-My dear Gilbert... -Well done, Francis!

Can't anyone take a photo?

It'll start again, though. Just like with the others.

He hated Charlie because he was gay.

Rico, because he was a "wop".

I didn't refuse to shake his hand, because I'm...

I have to get out. The quicker, the better.

Don't be too hasty.

If you end up without a job,

with your two wives and children...

When I said I'd leave too, I knew it was a dangerous bluff.

What's that?

The deeds.

To what?

A piece of land.

Your dad's?

So?

Nothing.

Switch the machine off.

-The red button. -Yeah.

Francis has always been like that.

Seven of diamonds.

I can't get the card I want!

I can!

I first knew Francis when he was still in short trousers.

He fought with the cashier.

-Your go, Armand. -He was kicked out soon after.

Your turn, Jeannette.

I don't believe it!

That's the one I want!

Now what's she doing?

I'll be there at 9 in the morning.

Who was it?

No reply!

Here.

-Whose turn? -Yours, Jeannette.

Why take it if you drink?

Why take it, anyway?

What did he throw away?

-Queen of clubs. -Just what I wanted!

-I'm out. -What a woman!

If someone had thrown away the Jack...

I'd been one card away for the last three rounds.

Well... Armand.

Going? How rude!

-I know. -Because he's losing.

Get out before it's too late!

-Right. -Don't go out, Jeannette.

No.

You always cheer him up.

-Goodbye, Jeannette. -Goodbye.

Alex!

I remember you.

Claire.

Claire!

My dad's wedding. On the boat he worked on.

-In Toulon. -Orthez!

The Violinist.

-How is he? -He died three years ago.

-Really? -And you?

The tap dancing?

Ancient history!

Well, I'd better hurry. I've got a taxi waiting,

So... maybe we'll meet again.

Or this one.

-It's my favorite. -Lovely!

I'll leave the bag.

-Wash them in cold water... -With salt and vinegar.

You can hang them on the wall too.

You thought I was wrong too.

-You didn't say so, but... -No!

You did!

Don't tell him I was here. I don't have time.

-Stop telling lies! -Calm down, will you!

I am calm. I want a glass of water.

-How did it end the other night? -He apologized.

He was...

Then it started again. He sleeps during the day,

and makes a fuss if I'm not here when he wakes up.

I won't see you out.

-Thanks. -And your job?

Don't worry.

Say that again.

Go on.

Just that it could upset Americans...

I sent him away.

The taxi.

I thought, "We're both going into Paris."

-And I've got a car. -That's nice of you.

-Where to? -The 20th arrondissement.

By the Porte de Bagnolet?

I think so.

What was I going to say?

How long has it been?

Seventeen years. Because I was seventeen.

Seventeen!

-Sorry! -That's OK.

And your wife?

My wife?

Things have moved on a bit.

She married the lawyer who arranged our divorce.

It was all my fault.

I made her sell her the restaurant...

Funnily enough, to buy a small theater.

I wanted to start dancing again, but...

Bye-bye, Fred Astaire!

She wanted a hotel, so I suggested a hotel-cum-nightclub.

Only, I set my sights a bit too high,

and after a year it flopped.

So she'd had her fill of me.

I've been paying her back since.

And now?

I work in a restaurant, as a waiter.

Well, for the moment. Because...

Am I taking you home?

No, I'm giving a lesson. Intensive English.

So you're a teacher?

Yes, if you like.

For two months now.

I've never seen you at Jeannette's.

She brought me up, mostly.

I got married and we lost touch. Until last year.

What does your husband do?

No idea.

I left him for someone else.

Really?

Yes.

In fact, I only left him this year.

But I've already finished with his replacement.

Already?

Yes.

So you could say that...

What the hell is he doing?

It's a one-way street.

Yes, I'll get out of your way.

I'll go back.

There.

There you go.

It's a one-way street, you idiot!

Yes, I know.

He's a doctor.

-You're not late? -No. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Thank you.

No, wait. I...

Five minutes... They're just leaving.

Michel, ashtray for 5.

Excuse me. The mussel soup.

-Baltic salad. -Thank you.

Then it was a confit...

A mullet and two souffl�s.

-Orange. -Perfect.

-Bon app�tit. -Thank you.

-Taste it. -No, thanks.

Just for me.

All right.

My coffees and cognac.

They there are... Cognac!

Hey, look who's just sitting down at 14.

Gloria is doing us the honor of coming with her husband.

It's in London...

This chap goes in a pub:

"Something cold and icy."

The barman goes, "Take my wife!"

I've got a better one.

In Greenland, this time...

Marie-Pierre's invited us to dinner on Thursday.

She's great.

Little Paul fell over yesterday. Cut himself here.

Off to the hospital, two stitches.

But she didn't phone, so I wouldn't worry.

-Have you seen Gloria? -Yes.

Meet me at the Bel-Air at 3:30.

Make up some pretext, anything.

-Are you tired? -No.

It hurts me to see you...

wearing yourself out...

Look, Gloria, I work. Everybody does!

I still think that a man of your talents...

Victor wasn't always so successful.

He made it happen.

If I can get you involved in his business affairs,

it'll mean more money for you, more responsibility, more...

More freedom.

Pr�t-�-porter is something...

It's something I'm not interested in.

Does that make it clear?

It was tactless of me.

I've annoyed you.

-No. -Yes.

I'm thinking of you, but of myself too.

I see so little of you.

I was thinking...

It would mean business trips and so on.

I'd come along, and we could get to sleep together.

I've nothing against pr�t-�-porter, but stop this.

Don't come to the restaurant...

It was Victor who wanted to come. What could I say?

Nothing.

-No! -Some button-downs.

-You don't have any. -What?

Shirts with button-down collars. We make them.

-Sorry, but... -What?

We have to go.

Where?

You know! Hello there.

I completely forgot. Sorry.

We still on for Saturday?

Alex!

Thanks.

-I couldn't think up a pretext. -I noticed!

Palazzi, Maurice.

That's me.

Go in that cabin

German police!

Yes.

Coming.

So what was your blood pressure?

18 over 11.

That's too high. I told you to watch the carbohydrates.

Aren't you going to ask about mine?

Yes. What was it?

14 over 9.

The engine's like new. No spare parts needed.

I asked him, "How's the old pump? My heart?"

A gem!

-See you later, Urbain. -See you.

Hello there. Gilbert.

Make sure they don't take too much blood.

They do a blood test as well?

Coming to the bank with me?

Didn't I tell you? Last payment today.

I've finished. A clean slate!

Nice one! I can't, though...

Bariollet's opening a new place. Small, but classy.

I've an interview.

The problem is, my two days off a week.

Should I bring that up straightaway?

Are you listening?

-Yes. -You're not.

I got the idea when I dropped you off the other day.

I'm part of this "struggle for life" too.

Whatever you do,

polyglot beats bilingual, bilingual beats...

What's the word? "Monolingual"?

-I don't know. -Anyway, it gave me the idea.

It's really tiring, the first time.

You should have called me.

How? I didn't have...

I called Jeannette, but she's away.

-Away? -Gone to Menton for a week.

Well, Alex...

-My car's here. -I'm being picked up.

-Really? -Goodbye.

Fine. Goodbye.

My fault, I wasn't looking!

Off you go.

There you go.

Put your brace in? Go on, quick!

-What brace? -For his teeth.

That's Marianne.

-Alex is going to read a story. -A short one!

You go and let her in.

Come on, hurry up.

Right?

-Is everyone comfy? -Yes.

Right!

Once upon a time there was a princess with lovely eyes.

Especially the left one!

Such style, Gilbert! Like he's been doing it all his life!

-I've had enough. -Alex.

There must be days when...

I think I'd find it hard.

We're always on our feet.

And bending.

What do you mean by that?

Bowing and scraping.

-Like lackeys. -I never said that.

But that's the word.

Careful with that ash.

What about in your job?

When your boss snaps his fingers and says,

"Bring me the file on the thingummy motorway."

"Right away, sir!"

You fetch the file. If it's no good...

It's sent back to the kitchen!

Gilbert...

Marie-Pierre chose it.

It's spreading "throughout the body".

Oh, Alex!

-He's learning English. -Really?

You never know!

Sounds suspicious!

The tart! It's the oven again.

-He came only yesterday. -Get the trip-switch.

I'll go! Marianne, get the tart.

A warm tart, huh?

Gilbert couldn't find the trip-switch.

He doesn't live here.

-He still doesn't? -No.

If Suzanne found out I had two kids by him,

and he lived here too... Can you imagine?

Think of Suzanne. What would Suzanne say?

What am I doing? Sorry.

Very polite!

No, keep it now.

Oh, Gilbert!

For seven years now

he's been worried in case she sticks her head in the oven.

He left her when I was expecting Bilou,

but he's stopped halfway, at Alex's.

To watch life pass by.

It's his command post.

Delicious, Marie-Pierre.

When we have grandchildren, maybe he'll tell her,

"I've met someone new."

Stop it!

I'll stop.

Marie-Pierre's right.

You only see your side.

But try to see it from her point of view.

Especially for the kids' sake.

-Do you have children? -Yes.

I put him in his place.

What's his name? Jean-Jacques.

You put everyone in their place!

What's wrong?

Can I ask you something?

You asked me to come and live with you...

Yes, but for two weeks.

When you stayed, I didn't...

You were scared on your own. It wasn't for my charm.

You didn't see it from her point of view then. Or the kids'.

You know why?

You couldn't care less about other people.

Marie-Pierre, Suzanne, Gloria, Coline or me.

You don't give a hoot.

All you care about is making an impression.

As for the rest...

You don't even know where your son is. And you show me up?

I like that!

My son's been in Canada for 20 years.

Like I'd never existed.

Which suits you.

-How can you say that? -I believe it.

If I said my mom had fallen to her death...

You'd go, "Oh!" but you wouldn't care.

Like when I told you about Paul's stitches.

Or that new job I'm applying for.

I asked for your advice. Three times!

No. You don't care about anyone.

Is it that bad?

I exaggerated, but it's true.

There's a bit of truth there.

But you exaggerated.

Don't bow and scrape too much going through the door!

-Alex! -Hello. How are you?

You weren't at the English class Tuesday.

And today I saw you getting on the... Sorry.

But going the other way. I didn't hesitate.

I turned round, got hooted at,

then tried to keep up. Those buses don't half shift!

I'm teaching another level now.

Oh, so that's why!

-How are you? -Fine, thanks.

You didn't answer my letter, so I wondered...

What letter?

Didn't you get it?

No letter, no.

You wrote to me?

Yes.

Well...

What did you say?

It's hard to say, in the middle of the...

I said that...

I'd like to see you again.

That I'd like to see you more often than every 17 years.

Because you've had...

an effect on me.

How can I put it? It was easier to write.

Is this a bad time?

No, you can help, I'm picking up some stuff at home.

No, it's not home anymore.

Really?

We're divorcing. Mea culpa!

I come when he's out.

But I saw you getting in a car with someone.

Yes, that was him.

Telling me that I was a bad woman.

I already knew that.

You shouldn't be here.

Right.

But I am.

Alex, a friend.

Fran�ois.

Her husband.

I won't be long.

There's a message from the Raynalds.

Back from the States. They want to go for dinner.

Obviously they don't know.

-What shall I say? -Whatever you like.

-You taking them too? -What?

My dad's books.

He gave them to me.

-Can you give me a hand, Alex? -Yes.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

-Give that back! -No!

Give it to me!

Stop it, Fran�ois! Stop it!

You want your books?

He makes prefabricated houses.

I saw...

Now he does.

He's sporty, anyway.

He landed a good right.

I tried the classic defense, but...

What's the classic defense?

Don't you know?

Dodge, spin...

But with a suitcase...

He got me.

Only superficially, but still.

-You're bleeding. -No.

Yes, you are.

-This is to... -Stop the bleeding.

Yes.

There.

Take it off In five minutes.

-What time do you start work? -Now!

Do you want a drink?

No, thanks.

Is that him?

Who?

Your mea culpa divorce. Is he your "culpa"?

Sorry, I'm being nosey.

Yes, that's him. I needed a drink.

Yes.

Where's that?

The Upper Volta.

Yes, It says.

He's a good Samaritan.

I can read, you know.

What they do over there...

Going all that way, to help make the land more...

Yeah. I'd have...

Well, I say that now.

That's Margot. This is her place.

But you know her.

Hello.

The English teacher!

I'm just dropping off the dry-cleaning.

Did you bring my car back?

I couldn't. It was clamped.

Oh, no! I don't believe it!

Did you see you're on the England list?

Yes, I saw.

-Did Jean phone? -No.

What a bastard!

Well, I have to go.

-Did you have a coat? -No.

What's the England list?

-Two days there, three here. -Excuse me.

You never wrote me a letter.

No.

I tried, but...

It's words.

Shall I call you or...

I will.

Alex...

Alex... The sausage was for table 8, not table 1.

Here, young man.

What have I done?

-We didn't order that. -No.

A salad. Coming right up! Excuse me, miss.

This is for madam. Bon app�tit!

Maxime!

-Alex, phone! -Be right back.

The salad for table 1. Quick!

Hello?

Ah... Claire!

No, no. Not at all.

Me? In a couple of hours.

-Alex! -Coming!

Maxime. That bottle of Saumur?

It's waiting for you!

-What's up, Francis? -Having a breather.

I left Coco in charge.

I'm training him up.

He's temperamental, but he's the best.

Nice one!

Really!

Your fault this time, not Gilbert's.

I know. Maxime, eight coffees, please.

I don't have a spare shirt.

I've got one. See you by my locker.

We're not the same shape, but...

I'll leave the collar open. But the sleeves...

Use rubber bands.

-There. -Thanks.

By the way... You and Marie-Pierre?

What about us?

Since the other day, I've been...

But I'm afraid to mention her name in case you kill me.

Things aren't great.

But don't worry about it.

I do worry about it, though!

-Shit, no rubber bands. -I've got some.

Why don't you sleep there?

-When? -"When"?

At night. Tonight, for example.

Tonight?

She's not expecting me.

Exactly!

If you go tonight, you'll surprise her.

By surprising her, you'll worry her.

And if you worry her, she'll be reassured.

-What are you looking for? -Women.

Do you bring many here?

Here? No, never.

No.

I'm the first?

Yes.

My dad!

Yes, the wedding.

What were you doing there?

My job. The entertainment.

Jeannette, in trousers. And there's Armand...

And the chap you had a fight with.

I had a fight?

Gilbert...

How is Monsieur Gilbert?

What's up?

-We had an argument. -No!

Yeah, Just then. It was about her sister.

Not the one you know. The scout mistress.

Marie-Pierre was happy to have me there...

But then... There was no school today,

the kids got into bed with us... Total chaos!

I couldn't get a word in!

Good morning.

Come and say hello now.

Go in.

Gilbert.

So you're Gilbert.

-Claire. -Hello.

Hello.

Sit down.

I can't, I've got to make a phone call...

-Is it raining? -Yes.

Here, have my coffee, I'll make some more.

Oh, you got out the...

Yes.

-Shouldn't I have? -Yes. A good idea.

-The what? -Nothing.

I want to know!

These cups...

He got them from his mother.

It's the first time we've ever...

Well, are you going to phone her?

Yes. Excuse me.

-Goodbye. -Yes.

You left your light on last night.

-No! -You did.

Finish my coffee now.

How much land is there exactly? Half a hectare?

A bit more. I checked with the land registry.

All the way from the fence... to those trees over there.

There's building on the next plot.

He's allowed to. He's outside the zone.

You should have sold.

You can't build on it.

Why keep some thistles and sand?

I know... but no!

-Are you going back to Paris? -Yes.

What do I say, about this rental?

Thanks, but no thanks.

Can't I say you're thinking?

Yes, say that. It's no skin off my nose.

There wasn't a merry-go-round.

And my brother ran it.

-Where is he? -If I only knew!

I'll give you Sangali's address.

He'll explain about the equipment and so on.

Maurice! Can you go in my office,

fetch my address book? No! I've got it.

-Got a pen? -Yes.

Sangali. He's a bigwig now.

The Vassard Factory, Brussels.

-Hang on. -288-8009.

The bascule bridge here. Either you overbalance,

or you make the other person fall.

A barrel of laughs, anyway.

Over there, the magic castle.

Stopping first at the swings.

And next to them there's... the trampoline.

A slide, a great slide.

And by the road, you can rent tandems and tridems.

If there are five of you, quintadems! But...

If you're on your own, the bike with square wheels!

Oval wheels, you said.

Did I? All right, then, oval. Off-center, anyway.

We end up in the magic castle.

There's Sangali.

Sangali!

-Are you Alex? -That's me!

-Have you come from Brussels? -No, I was in the area.

-Did you get the catalogue? -Yes.

This is it. a smallish plot.

But according to the land registry,

the neighbor has to move that fence a bit.

It's mine up to the trees.

It's a long story.

At first, he kept me a secret from his wife.

That did my head in.

So I kept someone else on the go.

I loved it, thought I was very exciting!

That went on for a year.

Did Gilbert know?

Yes, he knew.

He was... It was when I dumped the other guy.

I was pregnant.

-Do you have kids? -No.

Why?

Maybe because no one's got me pregnant.

So I said to Gilbert,

"I'm sure it's yours. I know it is."

He was wonderful. He didn't doubt it for a moment.

He didn't ask any questions. Whereas...

Taking your socks off in the winter!

Do you know what winter is? You don't, do you?

Paul! What are you...

Are you stupid?

I'm going to lose my temper!

What are you doing, Gilbert?

Fishing!

Just you wait!

To make sure it stays full, I'll only open in July and August.

Two months. Nothing before or after.

I need a permit for after 10 PM.

For the adults.

The stand that makes the most money is the snack bar.

Hot dogs and so on.

The only problem is the neighbor, because of the noise.

But...

As he's encroaching on my land,

we'll make a deal.

He's not against my permit, I'll leave his rhododendrons alone.

-What does he want? -Your sandwich.

Don't annoy him whatever you do.

I'm not.

You have to be careful.

Can we talk?

-Yes. -So when will it be?

I don't know.

Not this summer. Maybe next.

Why not this summer?

It's three months off and there's all the work to be done.

-I'll need help... -So?

I don't know.

I can't concentrate! Can someone call him off?

Come here, pooch!

Come on, then!

He's really sweet.

-All right? -About time!

I had dinner at Armand's. He's got the hump with you.

He knocks it back. Diabetic, too!

Yes, I know.

-Got him. -Thanks, Mrs. Paulin,

Michel! Finish off.

Maxime, an espresso.

-Another? -Yes!

Hello, Mr. Sangali? Alex here!

No. I'm calling you because...

It's action stations!

I want to open this summer. This July.

No, don't say that!

No!

Why not?

Look, it all depends on you,

I'm ready right now.

Right.

What about the first payment?

How much?

Don't we even haggle first?

Right... OK.

Call me back quick.

Perfect! That's right. Talk to you soon, Sangali.

It's you!

All right?

And good old Richard?

It's over.

You or him?

Him.

Well, I never!

He's crazy.

I have to start working again. I've got nothing.

So I'm asking round all my...

Maurice told me that Monique in the cloakroom was leaving.

So I got all excited, and then...

Monique changed her mind.

Her big cover-girl career has just gone belly up.

Hang on! What about Clovis?

He's not back till Wednesday.

-Alex. -Coming.

Well, I'll be off.

Goodbye.

See you soon, huh?

There's a problem.

I've just talked to Sangali.

We can have the gear.

There's an exhibition

and I can have the demonstration stuff.

But I still need...

Money.

And the amount he wants...

Alex...

-This is broken. -Tell Denis.

Aren't you eating?

Yes.

I'm not blaming you for...

Well, for dumping me, that's the word.

But for not telling me.

It's not that difficult.

It is.

You'll say I should have worked it out for myself.

Three letters without a reply, the answering machine...

When I called, Maxime said you were at the seaside!

I was.

Anyway...

You're here today. Thanks for that.

-Don't you want your beer? -Yes.

Is it another woman?

Yes.

Younger?

Yes, but that's not why I...

-Do I know her? -Let's not talk about her.

Why? We can't talk about us anymore!

And I was going to get divorced.

Get divorced?

I don't think I understand.

Get divorced from Victor?

Did you tell him?

No, not yet.

From Victor!

But you've always boasted...

what a decent, sensitive chap he is.

To give up Victor for... For me!

Do you want to kill him? After 25 years?

What have we come to, Gloria? What's left of us?

I was wrong.

-What do you mean? -About you, Gloria!

This isn't you. It's not my Gloria!

This isn't the Gloria I knew. Oh, no!

I'm sorry.

Me, too, at the moment, I've got...

Well, everyone has problems,

Only I'm not sleeping.

Which means I get all worked up and irritated and...

-You have problems? -Yes.

Not life problems. Money problems.

But money's part of life. You can't always pretend that...

Well...

Tell me about it.

-No. -Yes.

Did I tell you about my amusement park?

No.

That's why Maxime told you I was...

Anyway, I need 10 million to get going, or it's...

10 million in old money. Not new.

I'll lend it to you.

Who? You?

-Why should you? -Because I can.

But the situation...

I'll look like a...

No, you won't. It's me who's doing it.

Gloria, no!

Shut up.

I'll sign for it.

-No. -Yes!

Yes! With interest and everything.

Or I'll refuse. You know me.

-Shall we go? -I'm ready.

-Where's your bag? -Behind you.

-When's your plane? -6:30.

-All right? -Fine.

I went to the bank. I'm getting...

-How much? -Ten.

-What collateral? -None!

-After you. -What a businessman!

I'm a shark!

Still, these trips to London...

A couple of days here, a couple there...

I could start getting ideas.

What sort of ideas?

I don't know. You could see him over there.

He's not still in the Upper Volta.

I could see him here too.

True.

Him or anyone else, in fact.

If not him, then his brother!

Better not go down that road.

No.

You make me laugh!

Well, no, I don't laugh anymore. Life's too grotesque.

-Are you cold? -No.

Yes, you are!

I'm not.

Well, I need fresh air!

I suffocate at home when she's not here.

Poor Jeannette.

She goes to the town hall before I'm even awake.

I'm lucky if she comes home for lunch.

I'm alone when she shows people round.

I'm not getting at you. You're a mate, after all.

In the afternoon, she's off out with every Tom, Dick and Harry!

I don't have a wife anymore.

You've got me!

-What a jerk! -Well...

She told me she was meeting you at 12.

It is 12!

-Raymond. -Adios.

I won't see you out.

You don't deserve it.

Gilbert! I count on you

to bring him round here. He forgets his friends!

No problem.

It's nice.

There are two bedrooms with a door between them,

which I'll open if I can find the key.

Not bad, huh?

Marie-Pierre has to see it.

By the way, I'm getting divorced.

Suzanne is all rejuvenated. She's seen a lawyer.

-Now you tell me! -Yep.

There!

I can show you two others.

I won't stay all afternoon. I have to get to Brussels.

A bigger one in the same building, a smaller one...

More to my taste.

Here's the wheel of fun. Franck!

Just watch!

No, no, Sangali! 45% isn't the same as 50%!

It's second-hand, I have overheads...

Yes, but at 50%, our profit margins...

Yes, but...

-Don't you have anything to add? -We've never done this before.

Look, I'm going to have to go.

Franck, go and pay.

Here's what we'll do...

50%, but the repayments in two seasons, not three.

No budging on the cash.

You can have the cash now.

I'd like to go home with the contract signed tonight.

That's doable, but the papers are at my place.

If you'll excuse me.

-Of course. Goodbye. -Goodbye, Mrs. Pierreux.

-Alex! -Sangali!

Pierreux...

Any relation to the Pierreux

at the Concerts Pacra?

No, no.

You have beautiful hands.

-Another drink? -We'll have one at my place,

as we're going anyway.

Fine.

-You live alone? -At the moment.

-It's scary. -Why, are there wolves?

Sometimes, yes.

But it depends what kind.

Stop messing around!

That's enough now.

-Hey... -I'm borrowing your razor.

My car broke down. The clutch has had it.

That's it. I'm moving out this evening.

-Already? -I start my new job tomorrow.

Don't read over my shoulder, it puts me off.

Don't forget the council.

-The steak is for...? -That's his.

-Andr�! -Sorry.

-Bon app�tit. -Thank you.

"... the council's authorization of the documentation is required

"for my inscription in the trade register." How's that?

-Perfect. -It's not finished.

What's all this about?

Denis told me you're leaving tonight, Gilbert.

What's going on?

I've got a job as headwaiter at Bariollet's.

-A drink? -Not now.

Afterwards.

Can you do your talking elsewhere? My head...

They have women in the kitchen there.

You'll miss me.

I might shout, but I don't scream!

But...

Hello.

Hello.

There was a strike.

The planes?

No. How would I be here?

Right.

At the school.

-You're on holiday? -Yes.

-How was it? -Fine.

It's pretty boring really, but...

It's in the bag. Are you cold?

Were you late back?

Yes.

I called at midnight. No answer.

Nor at 2 AM.

-Not even at 3. -Yes!

I was at Sangali's.

I had dinner with his whole family.

Father, mother, kids...

It was a huge feast. Coffee, liqueurs...

And as it was late, they put me up.

So I stayed and set off early this morning.

There!

I should have called you.

I didn't think.

Were you worried? What could have happened?

Another woman.

She left a message on the machine.

I don't believe it! This is ridiculous!

Claire, it's Margot here. Call me when you get in.

Hello, Claire, it's Ronnie Sharp.

Thursday's meeting is now at 8:30.

Alex, it's me.

That's Gloria!

I told Victor about everything. Even the check.

It did us both a world of good.

We're going on holiday.

I'll write. Lots of love...

That's Gloria!

Oh, it's Gloria!

She's a friend. Well, a woman.

When you live alone, that happens...

You meet people!

Do you miss that life?

No. Really, I don't.

What's she like?

A brunette... Quite good-looking.

Beautiful, in fact. Married for 25 years.

Dynamic. I don't know what else to say.

You still see her?

Yes... Well, I've seen her.

She gave me a loan. She's the "bank" I mentioned.

I hadn't been in touch since...

Since you and me.

So she asked me to explain,

and I explained.

What?

That I was in love.

What's wrong?

Nothing. Just tired, that's all.

Here's to the unexpected headwaiter!

Her name's Maria...

And if you Maria, you'll live to regret it!

That's good luck! You'll be wed this year, Gilbert!

Jeannette!

Hello, Jeannette.

We'll eat with Jeannette at the caf�.

-What happened exactly? -He died alone.

He had an attack but was out of medicine.

Jeannette went out to get some.

And when she came back...

No, back!

He should be pulling!

There's no arguing with him. Go on!

All right? Down the other side, Maurice!

Walk in a straight line, Martel!

Can we move now? Get down!

But I thought...

We got here last night.

You see?

We can go down the slide together later.

Where have you been? London?

I haven't been away.

He's come back.

Yes.

He phoned me several times.

I didn't want to see him.

Then I called him.

I lied to you.

You didn't. You're telling me now.

Will you go with him?

Yes.

I knew it'd happen one day.

I just...

You know, I'm not...

The difference between him and me is obvious.

-What am I? -Don't talk like that.

I've never thought like that.

You're you.

You think you seduced me, but I chose you.

I picked you.

Because of what you are. Of how you are.

No, It's not you...

It's him.

He left the Upper Volta...

How did you know?

I've taken an interest in him.

I thought to myself,

"Even if we traveled the world,

"we'd bump into him somewhere, digging his wells."

Martel, I'm going to make a phone call.

Who's she?

-His wife? -No idea.

Marcello, the crane is only here till tomorrow, remember!

When you go...

Will you work with him?

I don't know.

I don't want to talk about it.

I'll see.

-Where's Alex? -Over there.

We'll do it without him. I'll help you.

Did you pick your stuff up?

No, I'll pop round tonight.

I might try to chat up Margot now.

I wouldn't advise it.

Will you stay for lunch?

Of course.

Ready! One, two, three!

We can't find the pins.

-What's up? -The pins for the swings.

What pins?

Ask Sangali. Where is he?

He's gone.

-Where? -A phone call.

-Who? -I don't know.

Here are the pins, Martel!

-I didn't see them. -Where are you glasses?

-Still not finished! -We're trying.

What time do you plan on finishing?

Let me tell you something...

I paid Mr. Sangali in cash! Cash!

-Excuse me. -Thanks.

Bon app�tit.

Have you heard the radio?

-No. -Can you read?

The jackpot!

In the evening of life, patience wins out!

So, to apologize for having a bet on my own,

dinner at Lasserre!

-No! -Yes!

Just you, me, Francis, Gilbert, Urbain and Maurice.

About 75 square meters.

Two bedrooms, a bathroom.

Something half the size will do me.

Yes, that sort of thing.

Excuse me, I'll be right back.

I've come for my lamp and little table.

-You told me to come round. -Yes.

Come in.

Everything's there. It hasn't gone anywhere.

Haven't you lost weight?

You think so?

Are you all right?

Yes!

You miss me a bit, then?

A bit.

Have you settled in?

Hello. Yes, sorry.

Come and see it whenever you like.

Yes.

Were you in the area?

Yes.

Why didn't you come up? I'm alone now.

I know.

Things are tough, huh?

I've no money, no job,

I'm pregnant and alone... Everything's hunky dory!

I've been drinking and I've nowhere to go.

"Nowhere to go"? What about here?

You can have Gilbert's old room. Liven the place up.

At least until I move out in September.

-When's it due? -In three months.

I'll have to kick you both out!

I'll be absolutely pitiless!

Here.

In the meantime...

You'll have to let me in.

This gentleman will taste it.

I've already tasted the label!

Thank you.

I'm trying to find the words.

I'll stay with champagne.

The atmosphere is a bit restrained

The atmosphere is in the food!

Nutmeg!

-Analyzing the scallops? -No.

We're here to have fun, aren't we?

To enjoy it.

That's a sin!

That's why It's so nice.

Do you know the champagne temperature?

Five and a half degrees.

-You knew? -I'm a regular!

Maxime, it's magnificent.

Maxime.

Gentlemen, I'm not the emotional sort,

but I thank you for being my friends.

-Busy! -Because it's clouding over.

Hello.

I won't shake your hands!

-My sister. -Hello.

-Can we leave the kids? -Of course.

Going swimming? Just an hour, please.

Be careful there!

Michel!

Does it hurt? We'll put a great big plaster on.

Call me if you have to amputate.

I don't bloody believe it! I told you not to get on!

Get off!

Can't you see I'm fixing it?

Can't you wait for 30 seconds?

-Do you want a hand? -No!

Alex! I'm going to have to leave.

Already?

Yes. Maurice is giving me a lift.

I've got an 8 o'clock start tomorrow.

-Will you be swimming next time? -I'm taking lessons.

Goodbye.

Call me when you get there.

Careful with her! She's fragile!

The covers!

Michel!

Michel!

Francis, the covers!

I'm implementing the emergency plan!

Lights! Lights!

Subtitles: TV5 Qu�bec Canada