Original subtitles

- "You are kindly requested to attend ..

..in the convoy of Célestin Lemoine, innkeeper, died at 68 years old.

He should have drunk less calva, he would not have gone so fast.

She continues to read.

-Augustine Lemoine, his sister-in-law. -And something else too.

-Families Granville and Lenormand.

At the church.

-We will go.

-Yes.

-Hello, Mayor.

-Hello, doctor. -Who is coming to see us today?

-The doctor is caring for the living, and the mayor bury the dead.

-Well, he does not care, that one. -No.

"Hello, doctor. -Firmin.

It's okay with you? -Yes, except the boss.

She is in bed. -You do not say anything ?

If it had been for your horse ...

I will pass. -I do not press.

Bells.

-M. the mayor.

-Hello, Mayor.

-Hello, Testu.

How is your little girl? "Better, the fever has fallen.

-It will be healed quickly.

Can I see her ? -Yes.

Have a coffee before going up. -I do not say no.

That's the teaching staff.

Hello, Pitcher.

-Hello, Mr. Mayor.

-Your girl had to arrive.

-This evening.

-This Madeleine. I gave birth to it ...

And here she is, teacher. -Institutrice, only.

She must replace Miss Surret. -Yes I know.

-A calvados with coffee. -No thanks.

-I have not seen you since the transport of Celestin Lemoine.

He suffered ? -It was unconscious.

An attack.

-In your opinion, who will inherit the inn?

-No, "inherit the inn".

-The teacher is right.

Do not say "inherit the inn" but "inherit the inn".

-Ah good.

So, who will inherit ... Finally, who will come back to the inn?

"Le Trou Normand" is good.

-Yes, with land and surely a safe filled.

-Célestin being single, the inheritance comes back ..

..to the widow of his brother, Augustine.

-Sure, especially since she has all done for that.

We saw her more often at the inn only in its delicatessen.

-Hello.

-What do you want ? -My feet.

And the boss? -There is burial.

-Ah yes. -I arrive.

Ms. Augustine.

-What? -My Vacher wants his feet.

-In the cooler, with his name.

-Good thank you.

-What gourd, she knows nothing!

Javotte!

You bring yourself?

-Yes, there is fire?

-Reply differently.

Help me to put my veil. I took out yours.

-Why ? -You are a savage?

You are his niece. -But Mom...

-You will buy you nice things with inheritance.

-Thank you.

-Poor Celestin.

Will I keep Hippolyte?

- These shoes are a little fair.

Ooh!

Something falls.

-There is some naphthalene.

I will smell good.

Things are going well.

-So ?

The complete uncle.

-Little bit just shoulders and buttocks.

And these shoes compress my fingers.

-It must suffer to be beautiful.

And your tie? -Ah yes, help me put it on.

Say, Maria, she'll say nothing, Aunt Augustine?

-You could go to the funeral the uncle, with your apron?

And I do not care from the boss of the left hand.

-What did she have in her left hand? -Lovely niais.

You did not understand what was she doing with the uncle?

-The nail and ...

Oh !

In family, it's not good.

-Since the time that her husband eat the dandelions by the root.

And there was the inn. Not stupid.

-The inn? -For the Javotte dowry.

Your gloves. -It's okay.

I love my cousin, I would marry her for nothing, if she said yes ...

-Do not believe a gentleman, because you left your hooves.

-A man...

-The cloak liked you, but he left you in the henhouse.

Javotte will not want of a servant, so do not dream.

Put the hat on.

-The eye was thin, but he had a big head.

Horn.

It's the customers.

I arrive !

I arrive !

-What are they doing in there?

-I arrive. -We sleep at home!

-But... -Put 20 liters.

Hey, darling.

-What? -Watch his mouth.

-He is funny.

-It must be for a local party. -So say.

He is successful your costume, where did you find it?

- My uncle, it was in a cardboard box with mothballs.

-What do you represent? -The nephew.

-In what ? -From the burial.

-Who?

-From Célestin Lemoine. -It's funny ?

-No.

You want to laugh, it's sad.

Very sad.

That's 1,204 francs.

-Hold, keep everything. -Thank you.

-The representation at what time? -Ah, it's at 11 o'clock.

-We will come you applaud.

-Hein?

-Have fun. -You have good ones, you.

They are stupid.

Goodbye.

Hey, Maria.

I have money. - Put it in your pocket.

-Ah yes.

Go.

'Come ahead.

Bells.

-Condolences.

-Condolences.

-My condolences.

-Hippolyte. -Hein?

-Course at the inn for the notary, I have to go to the shop.

Prepare coffee and put away the costume.

- Already? -Obee!

-Yes, aunt.

-Not talk to him hard. Uncle, he knew how to take it.

What will become of him? -To stay, he must go straight.

-And me, feed and yell, it's hardly paying.

-Maria, you will know my instructions.

Come on, Javotte!

-All right now, mom.

Goodbye.

-You can not go to the ball. -Dimanche next, no.

Afterwards for Popaul, I will arrange. -How?

-I will say that I go to keep kids of your sister who is going to dance.

-She does not dance, sister. -Idiote, it looks like Hippolyte.

Goodbye.

-Poor uncle.

Finally, it's life.

-Mom comes with the notary, you have prepared everything?

-Yes. -Good.

-Javotte.

Javotte!

It's beautiful, huh?

The uncle liked his comforter.

We had bought it in Rouen.

Run it underneath.

It's sweet, hot like a chick under his mother.

What are you doing ?

Do not touch business.

The Sunday shirt. -He is dead.

-I can not do it.

I hear him tell me: "Hippolyte, what a jerk!"

"Hippolyte, hen!" -You liked it?

He said it nicely.

-I must decide Mom throw it away.

-A throw what?

-Here, you need toilets, there, tear down the partition.

-The house will fall. -Pushes you.

Here, a bathroom. -Why ?

-To let the customers wash themselves.

-They come here to sleep. -You are unstoppable.

The "Trou Normand" will change, and it does not concern you.

Javotte, Javotte.

-What? -Dis, say.

Dis. -What ?

-Here, it may be our room, one day.

-Our bedroom ? -Yes.

The uncle's bed with the beautiful eiderdown ...

This will be our bed when we get married.

-T'épouser, a killer like you?

You did not look at me!

-My coffee, my coffee!

-Mr notary, we are listening to you.

-We will..

..read the will.

-Maria, serve and leave the room.

-It's a bit of family, she can stay.

-Ah good. -Give me the records.

Where is Hippolyte? -What do you need?

-Her presence. -Really ?

-Yes, he is the nephew.

-Hippolyte! -Hippolyte!

-Go and get it ! -Candy !

Hippolyte!

Hippolyte!

You are deaf ? -What?

-Come. -Why ?

-All the family must be there. -Ah good?

-You may have ..

..a little Something.

-Hello, Hippolyte.

-Hello, Monsieur le notaire. -No, read.

- "This is my testament.

I, the undersigned Célestin Lemoine,

..lègue ..

..The Norman hole..

..Located in Courteville,

..and including the building,

..3 hectares of land, the post of gasoline and all the furniture,

..linge, cellar,

..and its contents,

..to my nephew ..

..Hippolyte Lemoine.

-You have misread!

-No, I can read, Hippolyte Lemoine.

-He could not do that to me and leave the inn to that one!

-Well, wicked woman, I am happy!

-I have the inn? -Mrs!

Listen to me. -Good.

-Ah finally.

Sit.

There is a condition to inheritance.

Continue.

- "To my nephew ... -We know !

-Son my brother and Seraphine ...

But as Hippolyte is ..

..one ignorant, and that to run a business,

..he must know,

..I ask a formal condition.

For Hippolyte to touch to his legacy,

..he will have to get ..

.. his certificate ..

..d'études.

-Ha ha ha!

-Ha ha ha!

-Ha ha ha!

-Hippolyte on the benches school is to die of laughter.

-So he will not have the inn, look at it, it's run in advance.

-Hippolyte, you heard ?

So ?

-Tell them that you accept.

-I will not go to school, I am too tall

And I have too much work.

-You see ?

You are a wise man That he signs the act of renunciation.

-Swap, Madam.

Here is a second envelope,

..that must be open after the exam.

To give up, it's in 15 days. -I know what's inside.

But wait 15 days. -Rangez.

Hippolyte, you will come to see me at my study.

And think well.

Goodbye. -Goodbye.

-Mrs. -Goodbye.

-No, come on.

-Take a seat we are talking.

Come on, Javotte.

You will go at the notary, Wednesday.

I'll pay you the bus and you'll sign where it's needed.

-Why the notary told me: "Think hard" ?

-To confuse you.

Huh, Javotte? -Yes, beware of these people.

-To be careful ? -But I'm here.

-So, how are you. -You see you with brat?

-Have a blackboard? -I would have had the donkey's cap.

-Surely. -Surely.

-I take you to my service. -A sausages?

-No, you stay here, because in 15 days, the hostel is ours.

-You're there ?

-Aunt will be the boss and sleep under the beautiful comforter?

-Finally you understood.

What are you looking for, mom? -Its savings.

-The boss ?

The boss, we'll see.

-You made some mess, you refused to be the master.

-I accept and I go to the notary.

-Bravo!

That's money. -That's it.

-Don't let it go. -Oh but ...

You'll see.

I can ride? -Where are you going ?

-A Breteuil. -Mounted.

-It will not have the quilt.

Disputes of children.

-Do you want? -Hello.

I am looking for Mr. Pichet for school.

-It is taken, I am his daughter. For a student?

-Yes. -Little or big ?

-I dunno. -What do you mean ?

-Large, though ...

-I see, your son is sick ...

Cree.

- Stop!

-No, he will come, finally, it's me who will come.

- "come". Looking for homework?

-No it's not that.

It's me who will come to do them. -You?

It is direct. Follow me.

Dad.

The father of a student want to see you

-Hippolyte, Hello, Hippolyte!

-Hello, Mr. Pichet. -You do not know him.

Hippolyte, the nephew of Lemoine. Do you have a commission?

-Yes, I have a letter for you. -Who's who?

-The notary of Breteuil. -Give it to me.

"Mr. teacher, please to receive Hippolyte Lemoine,

..which to become ..

..he heir of his uncle,

..has to go back to school,

..to get his certificate of studies in the current year.

Your uncle had original ideas.

-You will make fun of me. -No, it's brave.

Hey, Madeleine? -Yes.

-It's not too late?

-No, I will help you.

-Ah yes ?

I thought you would refuse, I'm lucky.

- "I have" vein.

1st person indicative, I have.

-It begins.

See you tomorrow at 9am we will give you a notebook.

I will introduce you to children.

Goodbye. -Thank you.

Goodbye Miss Pichet.

I have you have...

I have, he has ...

Say, Maria, Maria!

Maria!

I start tomorrow morning, the communal school.

Say nothing to Aunt Augustine.

-I do not intend. -No, "I have" no intention.

1st person the indicative of having.

The instruction begins.

-Hippolyte returns to school for that Augustine has no inheritance.

It is well done. -How to school?

-It's a secret.

Even he has already seen the first person of the indicative.

Hippolyte goes to school to that Augustine has no inheritance.

-Not possible ? -Yes !

Hippolyte goes to school to that Augustine has no inheritance.

-How? -Yes !

-Small, little ones!

Hurry up to break the crust.

I go to school and I do not want to arrive late.

Otherwise I will miss my certificate.

Well, it's okay.

Now grass for my rabbits.

And we go there.

Let's go.

Go!

Let's see!

Come on, I'm going to school. -Hippolyte.

-Hein? -Devine a little what I bring you.

-Oh, a schoolbag! -And then a pencil case.

-Oh !

Oh oh oh !

He is handsome. -It was my little guy.

-Look, a green pen holder.

A red pen holder ...

One, two, three pencils.

And that ?

-Eraser. -I will make mistakes.

-Why ? -Without that, what would it do for me?

-Ah yes.

-At all this stuff so that...

I put it.

-It suits you. -Ah yes.

-Hurry up.

-Wait for me !

-Hippolyte, that's your 4 hours.

-Thank you, Maria.

-Is wise and works well. -Yes.

See you tonight, Maria.

-I am looking for the plow?

-It's not worth it, it's not heavy.

-Walking fast,

..tu will be the first at Polytechnique.

-It's possible. Polytechnique, where is this village?

-2 and 2, how much is it? -I did 4.

And a girl like you, it's 0.

-Bravo, Hippolyte, it's beautiful to learn at any age.

Go ahead, good luck. -Thank you, Mr. Testu.

"It's not unfortunate?

Monsieur does his blows underneath.

You are grotesque, you are the laughing stock of all!

-Oh, my schoolbag!

-Look at this jerk, this jerkin!

-Leave it!

-What I concern myself ? -Business of others.

-We'll see that !

"Give him peace! -Special brute!

-The sausage girl, loop it!

Come on, Hippolyte, go to school, will win it, your inn.

It's Celestin's will, yes, uncle!

Do not be afraid, I will defend you.

Say so!

-You do not scare me!

-Right good who will laugh last!

You know, jean-foutre! -Stopped !

-Hurry up, Hippolyte, and arrive on time next time.

-Hippolyte!

-Hello, comrades. -Silence.

You know Hippolyte, he comes study from today.

Be nice to him.

Forward!

Hubbub.

-Go, Hippolyte.

-Silence please !

Where do I put myself? -Basically.

Clamor.

-I said silence!

He can not go home.

-Calm down !

I should have thought about it.

Tomorrow, you will have a bench at your height.

Now, at work.

We start with reading.

Here is a book to follow.

Page 89 ...

"Mr. Seguin's goat".

You start...

Nicolas?

-The goat of Mr. Seguin.

The wind is fresh, the mountain became violet.

It was the evening. "Already," said the goat.

-Continue, Albert.

-Then it was a nurlement ... -A scream, the "h" is sucked.

- A roar in the mountain. -Good.

- "Wow, oh!", The goat thought to the wolf and wanted to come back.

But she lives two ears short, 2 eyes, it was the wolf.

-Julien?

-The centimeter is the 100th ... -Yes.

This is the arithmetic book, I talked about the reading book.

Hippolyte?

So, Hippolyte?

-We come.

Laughter. "Come, gentlemen!

Continue reading.

-Me ? -Yes and very well.

"It was the wolf ...

-He began...

-Go. -How!

So, It's for tomorrow ?

Yes.

He laughed badly, looking at the little white goat.

I have to imitate his laugh?

Laughter. -Silence, you others!

No, but in this sentence, the goat is a direct complement.

-A direct compliment?

-Allons!

Keep on going.

Uh ...

As he knew he would eat it, the wolf did not hurry.

And he licked himself the toddlers.

-No, not the kids. "Bambine" is the feminine toddler.

-Ah yes. -Little girl.

There, it is chops. -Yes, it's there.

-It is, the lips pendants of certain animals.

And why the wolf he licked his chops?

-Ah, well, it's to show the goat, that she liked him well.

Indirect compliment.

Laughter. -Silence!

The next copy 100 times the verb "laugh".

Close your reading books, I will ask you ..

..on the stars and the planets.

Come on, Pierrot?

How many kinds of stars? -There are the stars ...

Planets, satellites. -Yes, satellites.

-Satellites. -Good.

-And...

Hush, do not blow.

-There are also those who have hair and a large tail.

-She must look good, that star.

Laughter.

-A calm, children.

Hippolyte is surprised, because it's new to him.

Uh ...

The planet, including Pierrot forgot the name,

..but he has described it well, is called a comet.

-Ah good? -Yes.

A comet.

And what difference is there ..

..between a star and a comet?

-The stars have spikes. -Points ?

Yes, if you want, they are represented as such.

And why do they have spikes? -I do not know.

Monsieur.

Ah, Hippolyte has found!

So, Hippolyte?

Why do they have spikes? -It's because...

It's for hanging them in the Christmas trees.

Laughter. -Allons, it's not funny!

You think we waited cardboard stars,

..To make those of the sky?

Laughter.

-Another question.

What is the star the most useful?

The sun..

..or the moon?

Sir, it's not hard.

It's the moon.

-Ha ha, and why?

-Because without the moon, at night we would see nothing.

While during the day, it is clear.

Laughter.

-Allons!

Silence, children!

They laugh too.

-Instead of laughing stupidly,

..you should come..

..you educate!

-That's your 20 liters.

Where is the comic who was there? -What comic?

-The amateur artist. -Who ?

-which was make an idiot's head.

- An idiot's head.

Ah, Hippolyte, he comes in the evening, at 5am after school.

-After school ?

Is he still going?

How old is he ? -30 years.

He must hurry to have his certificate.

-It's a crazy family.

-Yes so !

-You do not have tomorrow too badly worked.

-I am now going to work, in the kitchen garden.

But I'm happy, I had a good laugh.

Goodbye, teacher. -Learn your lessons.

-If I have time. -What do you mean ?

What are you doing in class? -The garden, the guests ...

Rabbits and all that ... -You want to have it, your hostel?

-Yes... Father Antoine will do the garden.

-Who will pay? -The notary will be asked.

Go back to work.

-The notary, it's not him who will do the garden.

-See you tomorrow.

Are you happy? -Not very well.

I learn, but I forget quickly.

If I have a commission, I tie my handkerchief, to remind me.

But here, with all that I have to myself remember, there should be some linen.

I will not do it alone.

-I can come from time to time, in the evening to help you.

"Would you do that? -Since I propose it to you.

-Okay. -I will put order in there.

-Thank you.

Good bye, young lady...

-Goodbye.

Bells.

-For the ball, I said that I will keep your sister's kids.

-Rendezvous after lunch. -I will go in solex, we will be free.

Take a dress. -Javotte!

-Mom ? -Well then ?

What are you planning? -She told me to bring a book.

-Javotte will return before night. -Yes Madam.

Goodbye.

-What a bitch!

-Ha ha ha!

-Why are you laughing?

-I think about my answer to Mr Pichet.

He tells me...

A tray is punctured, and a liter water flows per minute.

So given the, the ... Finally he speaks of many things.

He says to me like this: "What operation are you doing?"

I answer him: "If the ferry is pierced, I make a weld. "

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

He broke me well. -Why, what would he have done?

Engine.

-It's Javotte.

Javotte!

Javotte, stop, Javotte!

Where are they going? This is the Bernay road.

-A la Ferrière, there is a ball. -But Javotte is in mourning.

-The Louisette has promised, and Javotte perhaps too.

It's his age. -I do not want.

-So say, run behind! -Yes, and I'm going to pedal.

And she does not scare me.

She will know that I promised him.

And then if she ever answers me, I'm fooling him like that.

Hippolyte, no, Hippolyte!

Orchestra.

-There is nothing. -For the theater?

-The art benefits from my discoveries, I am impresario.

Intimacy reveals a future actress.

-You think ?

-First kiss, I know if the girl will be submitted,

..or if she will tell me "I love you" with the hoarse voice.

Like Danièle. -With her you put in the mile.

- Pretty formula.

Come on, we're leaving.

-I leave you.

-That's Mimi.

Where is Popaul? -It is fishing.

-I have no vein. -I'm looking for it.

-Dansons, first. Do not you mind, Javotte?

-No, go dance.

-You are beautiful. -I was afraid.

-Rougissez, it must be fine.

-A photo of the ball? -No, no picture.

-We'll see after.

Let's go dancing.

-Popaul will remain to fishing.

-You are not moved?

Your heart beats.

-Excuse me, but we must not to know that I am at the ball.

-A jealous lover? -No.

-Many ? -No.

-Turned as you are ...

-I'm gonna fuck him one of those slaps!

She will see !

-Javotte, it's charming.

I am Jean-Marco.

Theatrical impresario.

When I love a girl,

.. she becomes a star.

You have a theater physique. -A theater physics?

-You would be successful, and I'm always right.

-Actress, do you believe? -Why not ?

You learn a bit of a role, and you call me in Rouen.

I am in the directory. -I will never dare.

-Why, you do not want to see me again?

-Javotte!

Javotte!

Oh, Hippolyte!

Javotte!

-You know him ? -You are in mourning.

And you dance? -Leave me.

-The cloak will come back at night, haunt you.

-Let Mademoiselle dance. "It's my cousin, Javotte.

So I can talk to him. -Resize polite.

And leave us. -You're going from here!

-I will leave with you!

-Go outside to see if I'm there!

-I will stay here if I want!

-I will make you..

..shame.

Do you see it, this fool?

He is so stupid that he has to go back to school.

Like a 5 year old kid!

Laughter.

-I do difficult things, the perimeter, the decameter ...

Things you do not understand. -Oh !

-And you neither!

Rumors of protest.

-If his mother learns that she is there, it's going to make some bad guy.

-Out, Hippolyte, Outside, Hippolyte!

-It must be in the pantry. Return, Louisette.

-What will you say? He will not listen to you.

-Mamma must know nothing. Take the bike home.

-There is the collar as you said.

-Yes, I will show you.

To draw the relief, take your pencil.

You lay the mine flat, and you do that.

You see the mountains? -It's pretty.

-And you bar, there is no more Pyrenees.

-You ruined everything. -You just come back now?

-How, I'll talk to you later. -I am leaving.

-My Pitcher, the teacher's daughter.

-We know each other. At school, she was an old woman.

-3 years older. -Just 3 years?

But you have no age.

-I leave you, I will not give politeness lessons.

-Bonsoir, brioche!

-What does it mean ? It was his nickname.

-It's angry. -We are quiet.

I need to talk to you. -No.

-Take a seat ! -No, I'm not talking to you anymore.

-You regret your driving? -Me ?

-Listening

I forgive you, at one condition...

Do not talk about the ball to anyone, to nobody, do you hear?

If you speak, I will show something.

-What? -A photo of you at the ball.

-Give me that ! -I do not have it.

It's the photographer, but I can show it.

-You will not do that, Javotte.

"Then promise me to shut you up.

-Yes. -Good.

-The Pyrenees range extends between France and Spain.

From the Atlantic to ...

It's annoying, the Pyrenees, why bother?

Madeleine sniffs.

-Dad. -What ?

Madeleine!

Madeleine sobs.

-Madeleine.

But what do you have?

-It's nothing, dad.

-Calme yourself, my dear.

Na, na, na.

Dou, dou! All in good time.

What is did you hurt?

-Dad.

-Yes ?

What is it ?

-I am ugly ?

-Help, you?

But you are charming.

Who told you that ?

Hippolyte? -No.

Javotte.

She came to the inn. -What a little bitch!

We will take revenge with elegance.

Hippolyte must obtain his certificate of studies.

And you'll see Mrs. Lemoine.

-It's a conspiracy. -Yes.

Good night.

Lie down and tell yourself that Javotte do not come to your ankle.

-The Capetians are Henri 1 ...

Robert the Pious ... No, the Capetians are ...

-Hello. -Hello.

It makes me cheat.

The Capetians are Hugues Capet, Robert the Pious, Henry 1st ...

Louis 6 the Fat, Louis 7 the Younger.

Oh oh oh !

They are funny with their names.

As long as I do not get confused.

The Capetians are Hugues Capet ...

Hiss.

-Ah!

Hippolyte!

-What? -Enter.

-I go to school. -Between, it's serious.

Did not you see the newspaper?

Enter.

-Hello. -Hello, Hippolyte.

- Go to the bottom.

-But...

What is it ? -Watch a little.

Who is it ? -Ah, it's me.

-Listen the comment.

He reads.

The last of the illiterates France doubled by a minus habens.

-Hein?

What is a minus habens? -A minus habens, idiot!

He's a moron who lets himself be photographed.

-Testu! -What?

-Remind us that. -A second.

What is the saligaud who made this joke?

-I dunno. -Where where were you?

Where did you do the guignol? Uh ...

At the Ferrière. -A la Ferrière.

So listen to my guy ...

Someone blames you. -Hein?

-Write this log to Mr. Pichet, he will advise.

-Good!

-If there was not this newspaper, you would not have told me anything.

We kill ourselves to raise children. -I do not want to sell pudding.

I will do theater. -You are crazy, Hippolyte is right.

And if I had been there? -You would have been proud.

Your daughter has a theater physics.

-Ha! -Yes.

We will talk about me on the radio. -On the radio ?

"And with that, Madame? -That's all.

-Hippolyte.

-And school ?

-Javotte, look at that, it must tell you something.

-It's not me. -Leave her.

-Who is it ? -I dunno.

-Go away !

-You know, is it the type of the ball?

-It's a gentleman, you are an earthy bastard.

Get out immediately! -No !

-Do you know the slaps? -Yes.

-What a moron !

-Oh ! -Do you want one too?

-Oh !

-Who loves well chatises as well.

"Who", neutral indefinite pronoun, "chastis", 3rd person of the present.

-The last Carolingians ...

Despite the resistance they imposed on the Dukes of France,

They saw themselves supplanted by them.

In what year, Julien?

-In 996. -Very good.

At that time,

..Hugues Capet Fonda the 3rd dynasty of our kings,

..the Capetians.

Ah!

Mr. Hippolyte deign to be with us.

What is it ? -I explain to you.

-Go sit, we'll see after.

I told you so that Hugo Capet founded ..

..the 3rd dynasty of our kings,

..the Capetians.

Hippolyte.

You must..

..have your lesson.

Come and recite us the Capetian kings.

-The Capetians?

Those, then!

-You will know? -Yes.

Laughter.

-How, silence!

I'm listening to you.

-After the last Carolingians, came the Capetians ...

The Capetians are Hugues Capet ...

Who founded the dynasty.

Robert the Pious, Robert the Pious ...

They blow.

-Do not blow!

-Henri 1st.

Philippe ... no.

Louis, Louis the Fat.

Oh no, the Big comes after.

I start everything again.

Uh ... The Capetians are Hugues Capet ...

Robert the Pious, Henri 4 ... -Henri 4?

-No, Henry 1, I'm wrong in the numbers.

Henri 1, Philip the Fat ...

I always stumble on the Gros. How is it...

Louis 7 the Younger ...

Philip the Bold ... Louis the Hutin ...

Philippe Auguste ...

Augustine the Fat.

Testu the bald ...

Hippolyte le Beau ...

-What are you saying ?

- Sir, they took my ...

-Joseph, come see.

Come on, quickly!

Go to the corner.

Laughter.

-Do you laugh for that?

You never have saw a picture?

You will come to see me. Go to your place.

-Ah good.

-I told you so ... At the advent of Hugues Capet ...

Royalty was weak.

-Dad. -What?

-The country guard is there, we ask you.

-I doubt why.

-Why ? -Why ?

Here.

Look on the fourth page.

Hippolyte come with me.

-Well sir.

-Make them in recreation. -Yes.

-It's serious. -And how !

As soon as I saw this towel, I ran.

Someone knocked. -Come in !

-Pitcher. -Doctor.

-You brought the loustic. "Yes, Hippolyte told me everything.

-You screwed us in a nice mess.

-I was at the ball and I did not even dance.

-You should have stayed quiet! -Who would you do that?

Speak! -I dunno.

It's a reactionary coup. -Surely.

-To debunk us.

I imagine the next article: "A retrograde municipality,

..the backlogs abound ...

In the elections, we will lose 200 votes.

-Our village is humiliated, and even all of Normandy.

-If it's so many stories and that I am an idiot,

..I can let go.

-No, on the contrary, do not stop not to the certificate, go to the license.

Your doctorate, your aggregation. - Do not exaggerate anything.

-But we must stop the scandal, because the journalists will come here.

-If journalists come at the inn, you do not say anything, do you?

-I phone the prefect to obtain a correction.

I saved his daughter last year.

Hello?

Janine?

Give me Prefecture.

-See you soon, Hello home.

-Okay, Mr. Lemoine.

-Come in.

-It's the famous Trou Normand? -The famous ?

Why ? -For nothing.

Boss, I want cider.

-I am not the boss yet.

Why these questions, are you a journalist?

-No, representative in pencils.

-So, how are you.

Because some people risk to get along, so you think ...

Broken. -It brings luck.

But I have a list of answers that the teacher wrote to me.

You must beware. -Yes.

And they will come why, these journalists?

-You come to question me or for cider?

-For cider.

-Bruicourt.

-Duval, always the first. -You know each other ?

-It is also representative in pencils.

-Like him.

-It is the region together. -So...

-And here is Giroud, the 3rd representative of pencils.

-Ah, say so. -He was missing.

-We use pencils here.

A cider? -Yes.

-My my my !

These journalists do not seem to come.

But let them come because with me ...

Mum.

They will know nothing. -When we are between us ...

We are going to talk nicely. It's not a refusal.

You're kind, and I have time.

-You do not need of pencils?

-Pencils ? -You go to school.

-Yes. -And why this ?

-I will tell you everything, between us...

Imagine ...

-The bastard, he will not win in paradise!

Mom !

-What do they all? "Look, Hippolyte has spoken.

He dragged us in the mud.

In that one too. -Oh !

-Look here, look.

-You have told everything!

-You had puffed on the tiger.

-But no, I took coffee with toast.

-Do not make the idiot. -You are left to have.

-Although my warning. -I did not see the reporters.

I saw pencil dealers who even paid me a drink.

-They paid for your head. -It's strange.

The prefect had to rectify. I call him back.

-He is going to see from what wood I warm myself!

-Ha!

Push from there!

Augustine screams.

-Madame Lemoine!

Madam Lemoine, no, the school is not a public place!

- Let's go!

-Monsieur the prefect. -Yes ?

-The Dr. Aubert de Courteville. -Go it to me.

Hello doctor.

Yes, I am sorry.

We have been won speed by the reporters.

-It's a scandal.

I'm not exaggerating anything, but the story grotesque proportions.

And if France Dimanche gets involved, we will not leave it.

And it falls on a brave boy.

It's courageous to go back to school.

-It is too late to rectify.

Wait.

The only way is to go straight,

..and to advertise that make your schoolboy a star.

Yes, I call the press and here is what I propose to you.

-Laporte Jean. -present.

-Your average is low and for your conduct, see with your father.

Stone pike. -present.

-An additional point in history.

-Lenormand Albert. -present.

-Progress, continue.

Lemoine Hippolyte.

-present.

I announce you good news. -Ah good?

You have the cross. -No ?

-Yes, the simple cross, while waiting for the cross of honor.

Put it on your blouse. -Oh, Mr. Pichet.

You have put yourself in charge. -No, but I do not give it to you.

You will give it back to me. -Ah good?

-If you still deserve it. Here is your booklet.

-Ah good.

-Dad. -What is it ?

-Reporters want to photograph Hippolyte.

"Does he already know?

-They say you know. -They fall well, look for them.

Go to your place.

-Ah good.

-My children, we come to photograph Hippolyte.

It's an honor for the school, beneficial to all.

So be wise.

Standing !

Gentlemen, come in, you come to photograph our phenomenon.

You're in luck, he had the cross.

Sitting!

-You are not going see my cross.

Go for it.

What will you do with all this?

Yes what ?

Go for it.

The.

The table is small, it overflows. It will not be for the photo.

But it's mine.

-We will give it back to you. -Ah good.

From where ?

Over there.

Go for it, do not be shy.

- Hold your hand. -Ah good.

Go for it.

-Thank you.

-Ah good.

"Goodbye, gentlemen.

-We do that when a student has the cross?

-It's Courteville? -Yes.

Where is the Trou Normand? -By then, at the exit of the village.

-On the right. -Thank you.

-Javotte!

Where is the little girl?

Javotte!

-Digne son of the hero who gave you the day.

-Full of customers at the hostel.

-Deliver the universe of a monster ... -You do not care, with your fables.

-No, "Phaedrus". -You have no better things to do?

-The widow loves Hippolyte.

-You should have loved Hippolyte. -But I do not like it.

When my mouth implored the name of the goddess, I adored Hippolyte.

-You do too much. -And seeing him ...

-You get excited with your Hippolyte, and take off that curtain that you're messing up.

The whole village is at his feet.

They adulate him, and we are ignored.

Say something ! -What?

-He will succeed ?

-The certificate of studies is easy, and then it will be boosted.

-I do not resign myself I will have this inn.

I did everything to have it. There is a way, I will find it.

Phone. -Phone ?

-I go. -No.

-Allô?

I did not ask Rouen. -It's me.

-Ah, your artistic career, your impresario.

Wait to be of age.

I do not want a cabotine, there is already an idiot.

Cancel.

-There is someone ?

-Yes I'm coming.

-Janine, do not cancel Rouen, give me the communication quickly.

Phone.

-Who is speaking ?

Oh yes, perfectly.

If I remember correctly.

The girl from Courteville?

Javotte.

We do not forget this name.

I can do your portrait.

Golden hair ...

Hazel eyes ...

Round cheeks ...

A sensual mouth ...

A slim and flexible waist ...

And then ...

I remember.

-I want to audition.

-Do you want...

Home ?

22 rue des Capucins.

On the ground floor, yes.

Do not forget, 22.

That's it.

Let's say ... The day after tomorrow.

Three hours.

Heard.

-Hello.

-Hello.

-Who did you meet? - To my coal merchant.

-He has chest,

..your merchant.

-So little...

Brouhaha schoolchildren.

-Stand up.

do not forget that it's me, the chief.

Go.

Follow.

Faster.

Come on.

Go.

One. Two. -One. Two.

One. Two.

-When asked to children, fanfan ...

If they came by the fireplace, nene ...

They answer you "it's obvious", denden,

..sucking licorice and cachou, darling.

-Fanfan, nene.

Denden, darling.

-Fanfan is born in cabbage sprouts.

-Ha ha! -It's mom.

-Ha ha. -It's dad.

-Ha ha ha. -Who taught us all that.

-Ha ha. -It's mom.

-Ha ha. -It's dad.

-Ha ha. -Who taught us all that.

Children wake up very early, foo.

The mother combs them the hair, widowed.

But the night, they come back muddy, suckled.

Dirty nose and mud knee-high, nanny.

-Toto widow was nanny.

-Toto wants to nurse nanny.

-Ha ha. -It's mom.

-Ha ha. -It's dad.

-Ha ha. -Who taught us all that.

-Ha ha. -It's mom.

-Ha ha. -It's dad.

-Ha ha. -Who taught us all that.

When they know we do not see them, dad.

They go climbing on the buffet, fèfè.

To steal, the little rascals, panpan.

The piggy bank where we keep their crowns, cucu.

-Papa fèfè panpan cucu.

-Papa is pan-pan cucul.

-Ha ha. -It's mom.

-Ha ha. -It's dad.

-Ha ha. -Who taught us all that.

-Ha ha. -It's mom.

-Ha ha. -It's dad.

-Ha ha. -Who taught us all that.

-We will play ball.

Cries of children.

-We are getting ready.

Do not be dispelled, I will crack down.

Mr. Pichet you entrusted to me.

I will train the teams. Get away like that.

They play there, and those play there.

-With us, Hippolyte!

Cries of children.

-For respect, I am older and I am the leader.

I make the goal on both sides and I do the referee at the same time.

In place !

Come on, hop!

Come on, it's me who hires.

Get away, there.

Warning...

Hippolyte whistles.

-A...

Hippolyte is booed.

-It does not count.

-Hippolyte!

Go!

Cries of children.

-A head.

Make heads.

Go!

Go!

-Degage!

-Yeah !!!

Cries of children.

-And hop !

Cries of children.

-Hippolyte!

-I'm going to lose in both camps.

-Hippolyte!

Well, Hippolyte!

I call you. -My aunt.

What does she want again?

-I have a word to tell you.

-To me ?

-It's about Javotte.

-Javotte?

Here, do the referee, I arrive.

Javotte?

-Approach. -You do not have your staff?

-No, I did not come for beat you but to make peace.

-I like this better. -I have to talk to you.

-I come again.

Cries of children.

-Why come here?

-We will be good to talk. -Ah good.

-It's not sad, at home, I should have warned you before.

But I think of my daughter. -What happens to Javotte?

-What's happening to him ?

She is in love with you. -Amoury of me?

It's not possible. -I'm telling you.

But I did not want to, she is young.

And marry a cousin, it makes children misshapen.

And you are rich.

-I am rich ?

-With the hostel, it seemed she wanted you for your money.

-I'm lucky.

I can not believe.

Javotte really loves me?

-You need proof?

I swear to you in front of me she said "I love Hippolyte".

-She said that? -And how !

But you slapped her, so she is stubborn.

And all these stories, and his desire to be an artist.

To make a career.

She would leave the country. -No ?

-To make her come back to you you must do something.

-Ah yes. -A gesture.

-I'll go kiss him. -No, a big gesture.

Like a gift.

-I have a piggy bank ... -No, do you want Javotte?

-Yes. -So give him the Trou Normand.

-But I do not have it yet. -You will have it, if you have your exam.

-Yes. -So ?

-Ah, this is the waiver that I have to sign?

-No, it's too late.

And everyone would stop you, it would fall on my back.

No, he must there is a way.

Seeking. -But we must find.

How would we do well?

And if I missed on purpose my exam ?

"Then, I would never have thought of it. -I will answer anything.

For proof of love, that's good. -You are smarter than you think.

-And the inn would be mine and Javotte, since we would be married.

-I did well to come, but not a word to anyone.

-Promised. "Especially not in Javotte.

She would refuse your sacrifice,

..for you do not think that she wanted the inn.

-Yes, it's true, she is so sensitive.

So right, so proud. -You can say it.

-Vain precautions, cruel destiny,

..I saw the enemy again that I had moved away.

My wound was too blunt. It is no longer a hidden ardor.

It's Venus as a whole ...

-Thanks thanks.

It is not bad at all.

-I do not know anymore. -That's enough.

You are very talented.

But have you already put a peplum?

-A peplum, no.

-But it's important.

Very important, question of shoulders.

You must not be too thin. -I...

-Show your cleavage.

Professional look.

Like that? -I see nothing.

Remove the shoulder.

It is adorable.

You are afraid ? -Not at all.

-So tell me...

Why have chose Phèdre?

You could do roles much more tender.

More yourself.

Little monster we love and for whom we would do everything.

-On the ingenuous.

-The snow geese, they do not go far.

-I want to go far.

-Then...

There is a test to undergo. -Ah?

- Nice test.

How do you kiss? -I dunno.

-All is there, the public must see your temperament.

And your first audience, It's me.

-So I have to kiss you? -Exactly.

I could have done it, but you would have had a start.

I want a kiss of love. -Of course.

-Kiss Me.

Go for it.

Kiss Me.

That's it, kiss?

I'll show you, silly.

Bell.

-Zut, it's ... -Tell ...

-My coal merchant, file.

Come.

I prepare your contract. Wait until I call you.

-Goodbye. -Yes.

Oh, that one!

-Hello, Mrs. Maria, that's the factor.

-Not too much paperwork? -If, double, grandmother.

Newspapers.

There is a roll and letters.

-My God ! -There is that.

All this is for you. -Lord!

It will serve to light the stove.

"Does it work for Hippolyte?

The exam is approaching.

-His head will burst.

But here is your drop. -Thank you, it's not a refusal.

He must be learned now. -I can not do it.

I'm talking about onions, he causes me to Charlemagne.

-Hello, Is Hippolyte there?

-There are those too.

Journalists, photographers. They all ask for something.

-No, I offer. -What ?

-If he poses for us and if he signs,

..the House of the pen "Éclair" offers one.

-Others are come before you.

He has 14 pens, of which one, in real gold.

And fridges, washing machines ...

Even a car we will give him.

So... -Yes Yes.

Arrange for him to come.

He's not going to school, Thursday. "He has no Thursday, him.

He has more lessons.

I'll see if he's done with Louis XVI.

-The.

-Calculez the thickness of the sand.

-Hippolyte.

You have to pose for pens. -I have to sell.

Now I want ... -What?

-A ring and earrings.

-What for ?

-Hein?

Nothing.

I said that to talk. -He delirious.

-Reprenons, calculate the thickness of the sand layer.

Do you really care? -You do not like your work anymore.

- It's not that I do not love him anymore, but he amuses me less.

-But you touch the goal and you have to whip.

We have the surface, the volume and weight of the sand.

Calculate its thickness.

-But it's jokes, that. -Jokes ?

-Yes.

Suppose I put the foot on the sand ...

The thickness has changed. -I'm going to get mad.

-No, you are too nice. -What toupee.

-It's not thanks to you that I had all my crosses?

And that I know that Charlemagne did justice under an oak tree?

-It's not Charlemagne, it's Saint Louis!

Come on, you have to still work, let's resume.

-The thickness of the sand, it's difficult.

It was really Saint Louis? -Reprenons.

-Go.

-Reviens with your certificate. -Yes, mother.

-I confide you my little guy.

-Do not do like last year.

He honks.

-Cher pitcher. -Hello doctor.

-Your candidate is fine. -Do not worry about me.

-Madeleine, let's see the results of your efforts.

-You have reviewed your story? -Inutile.

You'll see.

Cheers.

-Hello !

-And he taunts us on top of that.

-Will see the results. -No.

-If I know it will not be received at his examination.

-Ah?

...

-Here it is !

Comments.

-Let me go down.

Do not cling to me like that.

-Neux? -A fetish?

-What do you prefer ? -Continue you?

-Do not panic it! -I am used to it.

-Have you got slept well ?

-I never managed to sleep on my two ears.

-He drank ? -Dépêchez you.

"Do not worry about it.

Right away.

-Hippolyte's success.

-I trust. -Me too.

-If there is a God, he will not let not Augustine have the last word.

-How are we going to celebrate his return? -All is planned.

The streamers are ready.

The wine of honor will take place in his hostel.

That he wins. -How will we know?

-All is planned, we are notified by phone.

We can settle down.

I'm going to see Maria for the wine of honor.

-Maria, she must to be in church.

It must be to his 14th candle.

-Saint Nicolas, do he has his certificate of studies.

Saint Nicolas...

-Here it is.

-Ah!

"Did you walk as you wanted? -For that, yes.

-I'm proud of you. -What luck !

-Some words to listeners of Radio Normandy.

-No because... -Yes.

-Attendons that it be official.

-In a moment,

..Hippolyte Lemoine will make you the story of his examination.

-Pardon, but I see my aunt ... -Is she come, that one?

-I must talk to him. -Cleaning it.

She can fall stiff. -I have salts in my kit.

-So ?

-You will be happy.

Where is Javotte? She's strolling.

She will join us at the cafe, come on.

Give us 2 ciders. -Yes.

-Thank you.

So, tell me.

-I wrote that nonsense.

-You did that ? -Yes.

You do not have..

..you the big boy with an eyeglass ask me ...

"Tell me the name of the wife of Louis XVI. "

So I answer, without laughing, Marie Antoinette.

And I specify ...

"The Austrian", so that he understand who I was talking to.

1372

-It was not the woman of Louis XVI?

-Oh, aunt, you're not rigged, you would have had 0 too, then.

Thank you. Louis XVI...

Husband of Catherine de Medici.

Marie Antoinette, she had been hanged for a long time.

-Ah?

It's so far.

-The funny thing is for the cities of North America.

I hesitated, but I thought of Javotte.

For her, I must be stupid.

It was not convenient.

But very quickly, I replied Boston, Chicago, New York ...

New York is from the north.

-North ?

And when a heat wave New York, is it north?

-Ah!

-Hippolyte stays a long time with his aunt.

Do you have a colleague here? -Yes.

-Go to inquire, the radio will be able to leave if it is recaled.

-I go.

-Javotte.

I give you the inn. -You are very nice.

I called Rouen.

Jean-Marco makes a commitment for 3 months.

-What? -But you have to sign the contract.

-Never ! -And my artistic career?

-You leave 3 months?

She teases me. -You, the beard!

-We talk about our plot? -What plot?

-It's nothing.

I will call the notary for tell him that Hippolyte has failed.

-You missed it, bravo! "It's on purpose, for you.

It was agreed. -With whom ?

-With your mother.

-Mom ?

-Yes, she told me that ...

That we would get married if I did that.

-And did you believe it?

-Yes.

It's not true, do not you love me? And did she tell you that I loved you?

-Yes.

Even that you adored me.

-And did you walk? -Yes.

-Why did she say that?

-To have your hostel.

You make me sad.

Understand me, I'm not made for you, not to live here.

Tomorrow, I'll leave live my life.

-So I lost everything? -No.

You have friends, will find them.

-I lost everything ?

I lost everything.

-Allo, Master Poussin?

He is not there ?

Or ?

In Courteville.

When he returns, tell him to go at Trou Normand for the succession.

With the 2nd envelope.

I call the cabin from Courteville to join him.

Thank you.

Hello Mademoiselle, I would like to the cabin of Courteville.

-Honor to Hippolyte.

Put this banner in place, I take care of the flags.

-Right now.

-News ? -No.

-I have the hay to go home. -And me, my potatoes.

-Patientez, we will soon be fixed.

-The guys, Hippolyte missed. -It is not true, not possible!

-Augustine called, the notary must be notified.

-What do we do ? -Get the hell out of here.

The kids, go play with banners, flags.

-Y no God! -No, surely.

Oh, he missed.

Oh !

-I lost everything, the certificate, Javotte.

-Sorry.

He is received!

-He will be happy. -The inspector said it was there.

- Hippolyte's milk. -And I'll call Testu.

-I lost everything.

Lost everything.

-So ? -I have seen nothing.

-Pichet? -Nothing at all.

-Where is he ? -Something has to be done.

-I take my car. -I continue.

-You catch up.

"Excuse me, you would not have seen a young man in gray?

With a beret.

-You saw it ? -No.

-Ah, a guy went left. -Thank you.

Horn.

-I'm sorry, you did not see a young man in gray with a beret?

-Yes, he was going there. -Thank you.

-Hippolyte!

-I lost everything.

-Hippolyte!

Hippolyte!

He is down there.

-Will find him.

-Hippolyte!

-What are you doing here ? -Let me!

-Hippolyte!

-It's true, I'm an idiot, I missed everything.

-But he's crazy! -You are received.

-That is true ? -Yes, you have your certificate.

-That is true ? -Yes.

-Go, get on!

-And you have answered well. -Really ?

-But yes.

It's really me? -Yes.

-It's like that. -Eh yes.

-That it's Augustine who will have the inn.

"She will put Hippolyte at the door. -What are the reactionaries going to say?

-Poor Hippolyte, it's not fair.

It's not fair. -No.

-Cheers. -Yes, health.

-That's it, he is received on the exam.

-No ! -My pitcher called me.

-Bravo!

-And Augustine's call? -We had us.

We were not suspicious.

I sent the band away. And the streamers.

The streamers.

He is received, Hippolyte is received!

Oh oh oh !

Janine, will announce the good news.

You, tell Maria to bring out his wine of honor.

Task to recover flags.

-The little ones are there, I take them.

-The flags !

Flute!

I sent the band away.

-I am looking for some? -Yes that's it.

Band music.

Cheers.

-Hippolyte!

-Here it is !

Fanfare and cheers.

-Hippolyte!

-Silence!

You're welcome !

Hippolyte, I congratulate you on behalf inhabitants of Courteville.

You are like their child.

Cheers and fanfare.

Why this din?

-Your nephew has his certificate. -What?

The jerk! -He did have you.

-It's not over, I did not say my last word!

He thinks it's okay to be like this!

Hubbub.

-I raise my glass to the symbolic courage of Hippolyte Lemoine.

-Bravo, Hippolyte!

-Who, despite the pitfalls of all kinds,

..a successful an unusual task.

To find the child in him to be the man his uncle wanted.

-Bravo!

-Do not forget to associate to this success our teacher.

Our friend Pitcher.

Cheers.

-As Madeleine, whose dedication is an example.

Cheers.

-The brave Maria who hatched our Felix.

Cheers.

-All you, who did not never doubted the late genius ..

..and early donations Hippolyte.

Cheers.

-I do not understand anything on the exam I had deliberately made a mistake.

-Do not say it, there is a Good God for the big kids.

-Mademoiselle Madeleine, it's difficult, the elementary patent?

-Why ask me that? -I do not want to pass it ...

I would love to have you to me, to work.

-So, boss, you are happy ?

-If I am happy?

It's like in a fairy tale. -That's Carabosse.

-Hippolyte!

-If it's to kiss me, I do not want.

-Come, the notary is waiting for you.

-Ms. Lemoine, it's not the moment. -We must open a 2nd envelope.

The notary is waiting. -Where he comes in.

Let him come to drink. -Yes !

-He read here, I have nothing hidden.

-You'll see !

-Ooh La La !

-What does the envelope contain? -She must go to school too?

-No jokes, I resign.

He honks.

-Oh you, I'm coming very soon.

-Hippolyte Lemoine, widow Augustine Lemoine, approach.

We read the document.

-The document ? -Oh !

-How!

To open after the exam.

- "But if Hippolyte is enough moron to miss his certificate,

..like me...

-But I got it. -How!

-That he take the inn anyway.

Brouhaha and fanfare.

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