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Stop.

Take a lantern to the quartermaster
in hold number three.

Aye aye, Captain.

- Where's that lantern, Angelotti?
- It's coming.

Hurry up, for God's sake.

Go and hang your lantern
on the peg.

- Care to see, Captain?
- Yes, thanks.

Open hold number four, Pascal.

- Shall we take them on board?
- Yes, Jews for Palestine.

Why can't those people stay put?

It's not their fault
nobody wants them.

They have to go elsewhere.

Good day.

- Hey, Pani!
- Ciao, Bouscat!

- Don't be afraid.
- Down you go.

Come on, you too.

Don't be afraid, madam.

Down you go.

Come on, quickly.

There's 40 grand missing.

- Two people couldn't make it.
- A change of heart?

No, they snuffed it.

Did they pay in advance?

Not me, the agency.

You're far too fond of cash.

You don't exactly
turn your nose up at it either.

We're the same, you and I.

The only difference is,
you think you're a gentleman.

If there's a sudden gust, you won't be
the one swallowing a mouthful of water.

Get out of here.

No hard feelings, Bouscat.

Fair wind.

You'll see your mummy again.
Come on, kid.

Down you go, madam, now.

Mummy!

Next!

Mummy!

Don't be scared, madam.
I'm here.

This way, madam.

What?

- Mummy!
- Careful with the kid.

Mummy!

What's wrong with the girl?

Watch out down below!

The machine.

- Do you speak Polish?
- No.

- German?
- No.

What are you doing up there?
Get down, will you? Quick!

That way.

- Any leftover roast beef from dinner?
- I don't think so.

- You brought something to read, then.
- I'll pass them onto you if you like.

- They're full of pin-ups.
- Do you need that at your age?

Get a move on.
The door on the left.

- What's all this?
- That's what I'd like to know.

- Where have they come from?
- Hold number four.

I fished them out
from behind the sacks.

Bloody hell! That's the last thing
we need, two extra passengers!

What are you doing on my ship?

What's your name?
Show me your papers.

- I don't have any.
- You must have a name.

Nice-looking stowaways, Pascal.
Congratulations.

- When did you come aboard?
- Last night.

Nice work, Mister Pascal.
Well done!

Where was your gangway man?

Sleeping? Drunk?

Meanwhile all the scoundrels in the port
have slipped into my holds!

This is going to look great
on the logbook, dammit.

What about the girl?
Don't you have a name?

- Where are your papers?
- Don't talk to the young lady like that.

I'll talk to the "young lady"
how I damn well please!

And keep your trap shut
when I'm speaking.

I'm in charge,
in case you hadn't noticed.

Don't ask questions
if you don't want us to speak.

I don't need your lies.

I can see straight through you.
What a way to behave!

Where did you get the money
to run away?

Eh?

What about your parents?

Don't you care
that they'll be worried about you?

Real life isn't like in novels.

You'll pay the price
for this honeymoon, you scoundrel!

You're not going to send us back?

We've got better things to do
than cart you back to port!

Well, I never.

Right. So you're Robert Desgrieux.

Am I right?

- What about her?
- Manon.

- Manon who?
- Lescaut.

Any mention of her?

- No.
- Good.

Contact Marseille right away.

Note this down.
"Police headquarters."

No, Captain. Don't do this!

Why not?

"Reporting the presence on board
of stowaway Robert Desgrieux

"and his accomplice, Manon."

She's not in on it.
She just followed me, that's all!

Quiet, if you don't mind!

"Stop.

"Will hand fugitives over
to police in Alexandria. Stop."

Signed Captain Bouscat, etc.
I want an acknowledgement of receipt.

Please, sir.
I'm begging you.

- If only you knew.
- We know.

Get this man
out of my sight, Pascal.

- I'll put him in the forecastle.
- No way.

Stick him in the fridge.
Show him the ropes.

- Let's go.
- Robert.

- Robert, don't leave me.
- Don't worry, they won't get us!

Robert!

- Have you nothing to say to me?
- You've turned it down a degree.

Pay attention or you'll be making
dumpling soup tonight.

Come in.

You again?
Have you got the money?

- Where am I supposed to get it?
- No money, no key.

Please, sir.

We'll be arriving soon.
They're going to separate us.

- Give me one more night.
- For free?

I may never see him again.

You have been so kind.

I can be kind too.

Sweetheart...

Clear off, pauper!

Filthy weather!

Unless this storm abates,
we won't arrive before dawn.

Shall we warn the emigrants?

No way.

We'll have them under our feet
for the next four hours.

Three hours.
We're travelling at eight knots.

- No, seven.
- Eight, Captain.

I wrote the log myself
when I took over the second shift.

Right. I'll go and see for myself.

Don't stay here, my love.
You'll catch a chill.

I want to stay with you.

I can feel the water
running down your arm.

Go inside out of the rain.

I told you, I don't want to.

I love you, Robert.
You know that.

How on earth will you manage,
all alone with no money?

- Why did you give it all to him?
- To see you, to touch you.

I'd have given anything
to get that key again.

But all he wanted was money.
He's taken it all.

Who's taken it all?

You're here?

Who's taken all your money?

- The head doctor.
- Come here.

- No.
- Follow me.

- No!
- Come on!

- Manon!
- Robert!

Captain! Captain!

Is that everything?

We'll discuss this later.
You can go now.

Thank you, Captain.

I'm much happier now.

Now you can get a cabin
for your return to France.

Don't be silly, Robert.
I'm not leaving you.

Where he's going,
you can't follow.

- I'll kill myself.
- Don't be daft. At your age!

After all we've seen,
we're old before our time.

I don't understand.

- You don't look like a murderer.
- Appearances can be deceptive.

You don't look like a meat trader!

- Robert!
- What?

He traffics Jews and that's that.

No, I pity them.

Then pity us too.

Let us go with them, Captain.

You've got a nerve.
They've done nothing wrong.

Nor have we.

But...

You don't seem to realise.

- Killing a man is serious.
- That hasn't always been the case.

- I fought in the war, you know.
- At your age?

In the Maquis.
I was still hopeful then.

I was pure.

And yet we trained young.

Black-market trading started in school.
We were deft at it.

- Your parents too?
- My father was in England.

My mother cried all day long
over her account book.

She was scared of everything.
The Germans, girls...

Girls!

By 19 I'd already had my fill.
It was too easy.

No, I wanted something else,
something good and dangerous.

So I went to fight.

If I'd stayed in Clermont-Ferrand
and got a job selling cigarettes,

I wouldn't be here now!

But believe me,
I don't regret a thing.

If I hadn't left,
I'd never have met Manon.

- Did you meet in the Maquis?
- Keep quiet, Bob.

Why? Are you ashamed now?

No, Captain, not in the Maquis.
In a small town in Normandy.

One day we were marching
with the Americans.

It was a free-for-all.

They went on ahead.
We cleaned up the streets.

I think I got him.

Come on!

See!

- Take this and pass me your gun.
- Thank you, Lieutenant.

- Do you hear that?
- Robert and you two, come with me.

Let me go.

Let me go!

A turn with the hair clippers
is what she needs.

It's a pity her mother
isn't here to do it.

She must pay for her antics.

Your father would be
ashamed of you.

- Of your shaved head.
- We'll polish it with sandpaper.

- Pass the clippers.
- Let me.

Lay off.

What's got into you?

- Stay out of it.
- Go back to where you came from.

- What has she done wrong?
- She's a slut.

She's been cavorting
with the Jerrys.

- She's lying.
- What?

She hates me.
Everyone hates me.

For Christ's sake, shut up!

Be quiet, will you?

- Did she betray the French?
- That remains to be seen.

Her mother's bistro
was always full of Jerrys.

Where is your mother?

I don't know.

And your father?

- Prisoner.
- Just wait till he gets back.

Let's shave her now!

Put a sock in it!
Here come the hostages.

They shot them
before leaving.

- You think she should be punished?
- She won't die of it. It's not serious.

Everything's serious.

That's enough. Let her go.
If she's done wrong, she'll be punished.

- What?
- No!

- She has a right to a fair trial.
- You're kidding.

Put her in the church until this evening.
We'll take her to the military police.

- I'm not leaving my friends.
- Don't argue, just do as you're told.

Watch out, Lieutenant.
Manon is a wicked girl.

She's a crafty one all right.

- I think I should thank you.
- What for?

For having got me out of there.

- If it wasn't for you, I'd be dead.
- Let's not exaggerate.

It's true.
I would have killed myself.

I would never have survived that.

You should have thought
of that before.

What did I do wrong?

The Jerrys came to the café
every evening. I couldn't ignore them.

- I just chatted to them a bit.
- And you went dancing with them.

No! I was hardly going
to take them to a rival venue.

- We had a record player installed.
- Are you not ashamed?

- They were friendly to us.
- Friendly!

Is that why they shot ten people
before leaving?

You must know
what happens in the camps.

What camps?

Don't you listen to the English radio?

- I'm not into politics.
- I see.

You know nothing
about anything.

Don't worry,
we'll make you understand.

War turns men nasty.

If the Americans had come here first,
I would have been happy with them.

- Come here, bitch!
- Let go of me. Let me go!

You bastard!

- You're hurting me.
- It serves you right.

- Will you calm down now?
- Of course.

I'll make you pay for that.

All right, I give up.

Do that again
and I'll tie you up.

My dress is torn now.
How could you be such a coward!

Did I scratch you?

- I didn't do it on purpose.
- You don't do anything on purpose.

- What's your name?
- Why do you care?

No reason.

- I'm Manon.
- What of it?

And I forbid you to talk to me.
You're my prisoner.

Look at her.
Her head's been shaved!

Look at her.
Her head's been shaved!

Don't look.
It's an ugly sight.

- I can't wait to leave this village.
- It's the same everywhere.

- Please let me go.
- Are you crazy?

- I won't do it again.
- You won't get a chance to.

It's over.

Your friends have gone.

- Will I be sent to jail?
- There's a good chance.

What good will that do me?
It will only make me ugly and bitter.

- Do you think I'm pretty?
- Yes. What of it?

- Then let me go.
- I don't see the logic.

- Where are you going to take me?
- To the nearest town.

It will make for
a nice outing together.

Our first.

And then...

I'll never see you again.

Quick, hide!

We've finished clearing up.
Let's go.

- Where's the girl?
- She's gone.

- Couldn't you stop her?
- No, I let her go.

- On purpose?
- Yes.

You did what? Why?
Are you out of your mind?

Perhaps.

And you think
you'll get away with it?

Come on, give me your gun.

Hurry up.

- We'll catch your girlfriend again.
- Ménard?

- What?
- What do I do now?

Do what you like. You can explain
yourself to the Major later.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Why did you do it?

I don't know.

What's going to happen to you?

Don't worry.
They won't shoot me.

I'll be sent to jail,
but not immediately.

The worst of it is,
I've lost a friend.

And gained a girlfriend.
Isn't that better?

What is your name?

Robert Desgrieux.

Robert.

If you're not too disgusted by me...

...kiss me.

I think I love you.

I feel the same.

Goodness!

Yes.

How wonderful.

We're going to be happy,
you know.

- We'll be together for ever.
- If only that were possible.

- What's stopping us?
- Everything, my darling.

You'll go your way
and I'll go mine.

Are you leaving?

For Paris.

My brother's there.
He'll help me.

I'm going to try to reach him.

- I'll leave at nightfall.
- Alone on the roads? I won't let you.

- I can't stay here.
- You're not leaving without me.

- Robert!
- What?

- Where are you going? Don't leave me.
- Don't worry, I'll be right back.

Wait for me.

Robert!

Bastards!

Bob! Where have you been?
Ménard's looking for you.

I know, I've seen him.

Get down, you idiot!

This is just the ticket.

- I'm starving. Are you?
- I don't know.

I'm too sleepy.

Is anyone there?

Is anyone there?

I can't hear a thing.

It's as if the war was over.

There's no one left,
just us two.

Open up!

They've left.

There's no electricity.

You might find something
in the kitchen.

I'm not hungry anymore.
Do you want to lie down?

I'm not tired anymore.

It's funny.
We only met this morning.

And tonight...

...here we are, in a bedroom.

- Like newlyweds.
- Don't joke about it, Manon.

- One day we'll get married for real.
- With a white veil?

- Of course.
- How lovely!

Robert...

I want to tell you something.

This is my first time, you know.

Your first time?

My first time alone
with a boy in a bedroom.

Do you believe me?

- Tell me you believe me.
- I believe you.

The others would have liked it.

But they just wanted to feel me up.
They didn't have a way with words.

Not like you.

Tell me again that you love me.

It's stronger than words.

If only you knew.

I do know.

- I want you too.
- You're mine now.

I am your wife.

PARIS IS LIBERATED

Is it nice up there, guys?

I'm exhausted.
I've been up on the roof for three days.

Just Luxembourg to go.

Sparks are still flying
in the Bois de Boulogne.

We need more men.

- Don't worry, we'll get those Jerrys.
- Coming, sunshine?

Not today.

Gosh, it's lovely here.
It's fancy.

- Are you sure your brother lives here?
- I don't know. Ask.

- Mr Lescaut, please.
- Flat 17, third floor.

The lift's working again for now
but it won't last.

Wait a minute.
I'll let him know you're here.

Yes?

What? Of course, right away.

- She's a funny one.
- What is it?

- My sister's turned up.
- You have a sister?

A smashing one.
Cover yourself up.

What a nice surprise.

- Hello, Léon.
- It's a pleasure to see you.

Don't be scared.
Meet my friends.

- It's just, I'm not alone.
- You're not with Mother?

No, with my fiancé.

- Your what?
- He's nice. I'll tell you everything.

What are you waiting for?
Come in, Mister Manon.

Your timing is impeccable.
We've just opened a bottle.

Say what you like.
This is a great day.

- We can't celebrate it enough.
- You're right.

Better make the most of it.
We'll talk about it in six months' time.

Trust you not to look
on the bright side.

The Liberation might not
be great for business.

- Let's hope.
- What do you mean?

People will still need to eat
now the Jerrys have gone.

We'll see about that.
To the lovebirds!

- So you're getting married?
- I should hope so.

I can't have my sister
going around with a gigolo.

- Where will you live?
- I don't know.

- We're not very rich.
- We've got 30,000 francs.

Then you're not broke.

Your 30 grand will last
a fortnight at least.

- If you're careful.
- What does it matter?

- We're not here to stay, are we?
- No, of course not.

I'll let my father know
we're coming to Clermont-Ferrand.

- Why not live here?
- We're not rich enough.

- We'd be so happy here.
- Don't worry. I'll arrange everything.

Come with me.
I know a few hoteliers.

They're pretty full just now
but the Resistance won't last forever.

- His sister is cute.
- Shame on you, you dirty old man.

The women all come grovelling
when they see the wads of notes.

- He must need a lot of things.
- Yes, but I have nothing to wear.

- I need everything.
- Be reasonable, darling.

You know money's tight.

Look how pretty these are.

Don't you like them?
Stop thinking about money.

You'll find money.

You just have to bend down
and pick it up.

But once you've got it,
you need to know how to spend it.

- Isn't that right, Léon?
- I'd like to learn how.

Don't worry.
You'll go far with me.

The people I like
don't regret knowing me.

- Right, Juliette?
- Right. Now, hand it over.

Give me a smile.

Is that the dress you like?

- Sold.
- Siren, 18,000 francs.

I don't care about the price.

- What do you think of the coats?
- I love them.

- Which do you like best?
- All of them.

- If I was rich, I'd buy them all.
- That one would fit you perfectly.

I'll have that one too.
Take it off. It's sold.

- It's so beautiful. I don't believe it!
- I won't permit it.

Don't be childish, my friend.

I know what these women need.

They need to get togged up
and have fun.

Manon!

Restrain yourself, will you?

You're out of order!

Leave her alone. Can't you see
you're doing her head in?

- If I was in your shoes...
- Well, you're not.

I wish I was,
for my sake and for hers.

- Have you seen yourself?
- That's not very nice for me.

Leave it, sweetheart.

I may be less well educated
than you are, my friend,

but I know not to insult
the person whose guest I am.

- What are you doing, Paul?
- We're leaving.

Come on, sweetheart.
Let's get out of here.

- It's paid for.
- As usual.

Is Paul leaving?
What's wrong?

Sir was rude to my best friend,
a man I depend on,

a man who has all the best local wine
up his sleeve!

You don't know
how to live, Robert.

Not like this, anyway.

Luckily it won't be for long.

- This is it. We're leaving.
- Did the money order arrive?

Yes, enough to pay our bill
and buy our train tickets.

- Is that all?
- It's enough.

We've been extravagant enough.

Father's had enough.
He's waited long enough to see us.

And I him.

He knows this is all your doing.

Listen to this.

"Your mother and I
cannot comprehend this delay.

"You should be impatient
to introduce us to your fiancée."

- He's suspicious.
- No, he isn't.

"We are sure that despite her youth
she is worthy of you

"and that you wouldn't introduce
into our family

"a girl your mother
couldn't be proud of."

- Who does she think she is?
- Don't say that. She's a kind woman.

- I don't want to see her.
- What?

I don't want to leave Paris.
I'm sick of the provinces.

- What about getting married?
- What about it?

It won't make us happier
or more in love. Right, Gilbert?

- Quite right, Miss.
- You stay out of this!

- We can't stay here.
- Because we don't have the money?

Don't worry, I'll get some.
I've been promised a job.

A job? Who with?

Mister Paul.

I know what sort of job it is
and it's not happening. You're too late.

I'm taking her to Clermont-Ferrand.
Do you understand?

I'll say this one more time,
very politely: get lost.

You think your filthy lucre
can buy you anything!

- Some of it went down your throat.
- Bastard!

Well?

Nicely done.

- My poor darling.
- I'll get him back, you'll see.

You'll do no such thing.
Just stay out of trouble.

Do you know how much
your jealousy has cost me?

It's all very well for you.
You've got Daddy's money.

I work for a living
and I now I have no work.

Paul has sent me packing.

I've lost 500 grand
because of you!

- That's unfair.
- Is this fair?

You can all go to hell!

That includes you!

Come in!

Father.

- Robert need never know.
- It's not that. I find Paul disgusting.

All the more reason
to take his money.

Together, I'm sure
we can swipe some of it.

Enough to set ourselves up for life.
Don't you want some security?

Deep down I feel bourgeois.
I'm not made for all this scheming.

Stop badgering me, Léon.
I won't do it.

All right, I'll drop it,
but it's a shame.

I've been tipped off
about a great business deal.

A small cinema
near Porte Saint-Martin.

Just a few locals
coming for a grope in the dark.

They don't watch the film
so we can show any old thing.

It couldn't be easier.
Respectable too.

We'll split it 50, 50.
Sorted.

- No means no.
- Why not give it some thought?

- I have. You disgust me too.
- Fine.

What will you do now that
Robert's father has cut him off?

He's looking for a job.

He's been looking for five weeks.
I'm sure he'll find one.

Six grand a month
and eight days holiday after a year.

I suppose you'd prefer that
to what I'm offering you.

Be quiet, Léon. He's here.

- You need to think about settling up.
- I'm thinking about it.

Soon you'll have been here a month
and your wife is a big spender.

- Don't worry, I've found a job.
- Have you really, darling?

- You see? I told you so.
- I'm pleased for you.

What are you doing here?

Let's not quarrel.
We're family now.

Come on, Robert.
It's a nice gesture.

- No hard feelings?
- I'm doing it for her.

Let's celebrate.
Is it a good job?

- Not bad for starters.
- Ten thousand?

Not that good. Eight.

That's right. And eight days' holiday
in a year's time.

Wonderful. Did you hear that, Manon?
There has to be a "but".

I don't think it's a disadvantage.

- What?
- It's in Issoudun.

- In the provinces?
- Thought so!

Three dry martinis.

See? In a year's time
you can spend a week here.

- Damn power cut.
- Again.

- Don't worry, I have the necessary.
- Thank you.

At least life is cheap there.

There can't be much opportunity
to spend money.

Not in Issoudun, no.

The main thing is that we'll be together.
Isn't that right, my love?

We'll get a little room,
not too expensive.

- We can cuddle up nice and close.
- When you're there.

- During the day I'll be bored to tears.
- You won't have time, my sweet.

You'll have to take care of everything.
The washing, the shopping.

- You can play at being a housewife.
- You call that playing?

It will be so nice
when I come home at night.

We'll be together,

- all alone, far from everything.
- What is the job?

It's for a solicitor.

A bigshot who needs
someone young and active.

- What for?
- A bit of everything.

- There's a future in it.
- You bet.

Soon you'll be digging the garden
and sweeping the office.

You'll be at his beck and call.
This is madness, Robert.

You're too smart
to be stuck out in the sticks.

Do you have a better suggestion?

Maybe.

Manon didn't approve earlier.

Tell him anyway, Léon.

It's for Robert to decide.

Decide what?

- It's to do with wine.
- Paul's not in on it, is he?

- Wine is his sector.
- Then it's not for me.

You're wrong about Paul.
He's a good guy.

- He was flirting with Manon!
- He's a man.

He's sorry
and he wants to help you.

- If you'd rather go to Issoudun...
- I would!

- What is this job of yours?
- It's top secret.

Obviously it's riskier
than paper-pushing.

- Are you suggesting I'm chicken?
- I never said that.

Is it well paid?

30 grand.

A month?

Don't be silly. Per trip.

And will there be many trips?

Let's hope so.

WHOLESALE WINES

"You old rogue, I'm sending you a young fool.

"Paul wants you to keep him
in Oran for 48 hours.

"(Sex business)! Love to Simone, Léon."

- Have you known Léon long?
- He's my brother-in-law.

That explains it.

What do I do?

Leave the day after tomorrow
with my reply.

Is that all?

Yes, my friend, that's all.

That's how business works
these days.

You get 30 grand for wandering around.
Here it is, all yours.

And you'll get the same again
for each trip.

When do I leave again?

Next week.
And then the one after.

And the one after that.
Don't worry, there'll be one every week.

And another power cut.

Oh, it's you, darling.

- I was scared.
- Is that the only effect I have on you?

I was exhausted.

I fell asleep in the dark.

Wake up.

Kiss me.

I feel so sad.

Sad? Now that everything
is working out for the best?

Look, and that's not all.

No, leave it.

Hold me in your arms.
Tight, very tight.

Tell me you love me.

Tell me you still love me.

I've been so unhappy, Robert.

- You have no idea.
- After two days apart?

Yes. You mustn't
go away again, ever.

I'm scared
when you're not here.

Come here.

My darling.

Don't look at me like that, Robert.
Please. I can explain.

I loved you so much, Robert.

- But we were so unhappy.
- That's a fine way to show your love!

- That's young people for you!
- What would you have done?

I thought it was just a bad patch
we'd have to get through.

- I didn't think he'd ever find out.
- You should have chucked her out!

- If a woman had done that to me...
- You would have killed her?

I'd have buggered off.

Well, I cried. She cried too
and begged my forgiveness.

- And you forgave her.
- Captain.

- What is it, young man?
- There's interference on the line.

Two torpedo boats have been spotted
nearby with a patrol plane.

- What did they say?
- It was in military code.

But they're coming this way.

Lighthouse coming up
on the port side, Captain.

Good. Cover the lights
and drop the speed.

We've got another hour's sailing.

Are we there already?

They are but you're not.

Then what?

- Did you go to Issoudun?
- No, the job was taken.

But we were sensible,
weren't we, Robert?

First, we moved.

It was hardly my dream home.
The view wasn't great.

We had gas.

I asked Léon for help.
He'd have helped us if he could.

But he was already struggling
to pay off his cinema.

So I worked as a model.
It wasn't much fun.

Grumpy customers,

on my feet all day long,

turning and spinning.

And jealous saleswomen
who found any excuse to scold me.

I found a job that was no fun either.

And in the evenings I swapped
the latest design for my tatty old dress.

You didn't keep that old dress for long.
You were well paid.

Isn't that right, Manon?
Soon she was earning more than I was.

A lot more, far too much.

And nothing surprised me.

I was blind to her lies.

Suzette lent me this.

You know Suzette.
She's the little brunette.

And this is a designer dress
from the collection.

I got it for nothing.

Did Suzette lend you this too?

That? Oh, that's fake, my darling.

If it was real, it would cost...

I don't know...

About 250,000.
Are you selling?

- No, thank you.
- Glad to be of service, sir.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye, sir.

Manon, please.

Manon? Ah, Miss Lescaut.
She left us, sir.

- A long time ago?
- At least two months ago.

- Aren't you working this afternoon?
- Not until three o'clock.

You're leaving early.

We're modelling
a new collection today.

Shall I walk with you?

- You're not ready.
- Off you go, then. See you later.

- Bye.
- Goodbye.

Can I help?

I want to talk to the woman
who just came in.

I'm afraid that won't be possible, sir.

Not without consulting Madam.

Madam?

If you'd care to follow me.

What is the meaning of this?
People walking in off the street!

So much for discretion.

This is not aimed at you, sir,

but any unexpected encounter
in this establishment is unwelcome.

I bid you farewell, sir.

These old men are never happy.

Come in, sir.

Madam.

Sir.

Whom do I have the honour
of speaking to?

My name is...

André Germain.

I doubt it.

Once we get better acquainted,
I'm sure you'll regret this lack of trust.

But your youth excuses you.

I love youth.

I understand its follies.

Now, what folly brings you here?

A young lady I passed in the street
who just came in here.

Aha. Love at first sight.

How charming and romantic.

I'm afraid that young lady is...
How can I put it? Expected.

By a noble man,
an English lord.

- It can't be true!
- Calm down.

I'll book you in
for a later date.

Daisy? Tea for two.

We're going to swap
your stranger for another,

- an even more beautiful one.
- No, madam.

Wait.

This one.

She has an eclectic wardrobe.

That's irrelevant to me.

Yes, you're still a child.

- How about an Italian?
- I'm telling you, madam...

Here is the woman of your dreams.

Don't worry,
she'll make them come true.

She's a child.

A charming child.

And better still,
she comes here for pleasure.

Her husband is fabulously wealthy.

You won't get bored with her.

Come in.

His lordship sent a messenger
to say that he's been detained.

He'll call to make another appointment.

Well, well.
How's that for a miracle?

Daisy, another cup of tea.
You can serve it next door.

You were born lucky.

This is a real love story
and love always triumphs.

You're about to drink
the most delicious cup of tea of your life.

- You know the rules of the house?
- Anything you say.

I knew you were
a man of the world.

Make yourself comfortable.

I'll fetch our youngest.

Robert!

- You know one another?
- A bit.

- Leave us.
- But, young man...

Did you hear me?
Leave us alone. Get out.

Just for a moment, madam, please.

- He's my boyfriend.
- I gathered that.

Very well, child.
I'll leave you to it.

But in my day our boyfriends
had better manners.

Why did you let that idiot in?
You should be more careful.

What a mess!

I want answers.

Don't be scared.
I won't shout at you.

I'm in too much pain.

I want you to explain yourself.

Defend yourself.
Make something up.

What are you doing here?

- What about you, Robert?
- Me?

I followed you, that's all.

While you were waiting for a bus
I found a taxi.

That's just my luck.
I can never find one!

Is that all you can say?

This is sheer madness.

To think of you
here in this house!

- I'm so unhappy.
- Of course you are.

If only I'd never found out.

You'd have come home with
another jewel and another lie as usual.

You'd have kissed me
and laid down beside me.

I hate you!

You disgust me. You smell
of other men and you always will.

Don't worry, I'm leaving.

But before I go,

I want to look at you one last time.

Turn to face me.

Don't be scared.

There's your parting gift!

Thank you, Robert.

- You've always been so generous.
- You filthy whore!

I should have let them shave your head
like the slut that you are.

I'll show you what I do
to whores like you!

Robert!

I lost my mind. Forgive me.

Don't cry, please.
I can't bear to see you cry.

I behaved like a brute,
but I'm in so much pain.

Don't believe a word I say.
I was talking nonsense just now.

- Tell me you forgive me.
- Yes, I forgive you.

I love you so much.
I feel so sorry for you.

For both of us.

But why have you done this?

Why?

Weren't you happy at home?

No.

I didn't realise it
when I met you, but...

I can't survive without money.

I hate being poor.

If you'd seen us growing up,
you would understand.

I don't want my mother's life.

I want to have fun, to shine!
I can't help it.

You'd have to cut off my legs
to stop me from dancing.

- I'm a bad girl, Robert.
- No, you're not.

Other people may see it
that way, but I don't.

To me you're still the young Manon
I met that first day.

I'm not, but I still love you as much.

Perhaps more.

But I'll never make you happy,
so let's part. It's for the best.

Make the most of this moment
and remember me as a filthy whore

and a liar!

- It will help you get over me.
- I can't. I'll save you, Manon.

You'll be saving another Manon,

one who'll soon grow old
from seeing to the kids and the chores,

her hands smelling of dirty dishwater.

That's not the Manon you love, Robert.

Can you live without me?

- I can't live without money.
- I'll earn some.

You don't know how to, my love.
It's not your style.

You've always believed you need
to work hard for it, but that's changed.

Take Léon. He doesn't kill himself
and yet he never has to go without.

I'll take a leaf out of his book
and give you anything you want.

You will?

That would be wonderful!

But you must love me
and never leave me again.

Why would I leave?
You're the one I love.

I'm only happy when I'm with you.

- Kiss me.
- No, not here.

What difference does it make
whether it's here or elsewhere?

This place disgusts me.

Nothing's disgusting
when you're in love.

To keep Manon I embarked
on some strange ventures.

I took my share from the massive
free-for-all after the war.

A very modest share, unfortunately.

But I persevered.
I hung out with some strange people.

In some strange places.

The money came flooding in,
but it soon disappeared.

We needed a flat.

We found one,
in exchange for a fair price.

Now we just had to make it habitable.

Here.

- Happy?
- And the next payment?

We'll see about that next month.

- Say, Robert?
- What is it?

- What about electric heating?
- It's expensive.

Don't worry, darling, we'll manage.

Measure up for the carpet.

I don't know how we'll manage.

Cigarettes are no longer
a going concern.

Wine will be freely available
in three months.

And I don't know anyone
who works in petrol coupons.

- Four and a half metres.
- Like I said, don't upset yourself.

Those things are for losers.

There are better opportunities out there.

- Have you got an idea?
- I might have.

You know all that stuff that leaves
the American camps every day?

Tyres, blankets,

penicillin.

- Tempted?
- Yes.

But we'll need friends in the place
if we're to get the stuff out.

- They don't let anyone in.
- That can be arranged.

You sound well informed.

I am.

- Do you know someone?
- A real-life American.

He's a major, his name is Ralph,
and he's in charge of a surplus camp.

- Where did you meet him?
- At the George V hotel.

He's the friend of a friend
of a girlfriend.

And I suppose he's courting you.

Naturally.

But don't worry.

He's clueless
and he thinks I'm a virgin.

- You!
- In the real world

he was a psychology teacher.
Can you imagine?

So, if you're on board with this,

let's invite him
to a house-warming party.

But you mustn't tell him
who you are.

- He'll suspect.
- No, he won't.

I have a plan.

My dear friend, allow me to introduce
my big brother, Léon Lescaut.

I might have guessed.
You two are identical.

I'm sorry?

Oh, yes, we are alike.

Naturally.

- Pleased to meet you, Mr Lescaut.
- Likewise, Major.

I really like Manon.
She's very pretty.

Yes, I know.

We're here to talk business,
not to make foolish remarks.

Isn't that right, Major?

Miss Manon wants me to grant you
permission to visit the camp.

Very difficult.

Even for a journalist?
I'm writing a report on army surplus.

I know, but the camp's off-limits.

No one's allowed in.

Can't you arrange it?

Impossible.

I almost forgot.

Guests must bring gifts.

For me? Oh, Major.

May I?

You're crazy.

Young girls don't receive gifts.

Really? That makes me sad.

Help me, Mr Lescaut.

My sister does as she pleases.

Not jealous of your sister, are you?

- No but I like her to behave.
- Be nice, Léon.

See how the roast beef is doing.
Go and keep an eye on it.

- If you think...
- Go on, brother dearest.

I'm too lazy to go.

I bet you're a good cook too.

All Frenchmen are good cooks.

- I see you're angry.
- Not angry.

Disappointed. I thought
you were my friend.

This isn't what I asked for.

I can't accept this.

Don't mind me!

Stop complaining, Léon.
It's all arranged.

100, 200...

- Shall I put it down as wages?
- Yes.

Three, four, five...

Mama, Papa.

- That will do.
- That will do.

Get a move on!

Great! He might have
warned us he was leaving.

He's been demobilised.
He has no reason to stay.

I'm meant to deliver 500 grand's worth
of penicillin next week.

- He wasn't the one selling it.
- No, but he facilitated it.

- How many lumps?
- Two.

- When does he leave?
- Tomorrow.

You'll never guess
what he asked me.

What?

He asked me to marry him.

That's a good one.
He obviously doesn't suspect a thing.

That must have made you laugh.

Not really.

Listen, Robert.
I may as well tell you. I accepted.

- What did you say?
- I accepted.

One of us must be dreaming.

- You're going to leave me?
- It pains me, Bob,

as much as it does you,
but I have to do this.

- Don't be like that. I'll come back.
- Married!

The ring means nothing.

So you dreamt this up
all on your own?

Next you're going
to tell me you love me.

I do love you, Bob.

I only love you.
But I need him.

We both need him.
What will we do when he's gone?

- I'll manage.
- Without him?

Don't talk nonsense.

Let me go. You won't even need
to work anymore.

He's got dollars.
Do you understand?

I'm sick of having affairs.
Ralph's serious. He's sound.

I've seen a photo of his factories.

They're big.

I don't care.
I've got you and I'm keeping you.

- I thought you loved me.
- You're crazy.

You're the crazy one.
I'm going anyway.

- No.
- Yes. You can't force me to stay.

If need be.

I'm going to say
a polite farewell to Ralph.

And while I'm at it, I'll tell him
you're my lover, not my sister.

- We'll see if he still wants you.
- Don't!

- I'm standing up for myself.
- You want us to be unhappy.

I have no choice.
Now, tear up your plane ticket.

I won't let you go!

I'll kill myself. Do you hear?

What have I done to deserve
being tortured like this?

You idiot. Why didn't you
keep your trap shut?

- Don't. I've been punished enough.
- You only think of yourself.

I've got financial commitments.
I was counting on you.

- It's not my fault, Léon.
- Quiet.

You should have ditched Robert
six months ago.

But no, madam is scared
of hurting her little darling.

You've brought this on yourself.
Do you get it now?

You can't have it all,
the money and the romance!

Now we're both up shit creek
without a paddle.

What are you doing here?
Snap out of it.

Go to Ralph.

If I don't go home,
Bob will come looking for me here.

Why can't he leave us alone,
just for one day, one night even?

At night you can slip out.

Don't start crying again.
Please. Wait.

Here.

- Call Auteuil 39-05.
- My place?

- Do you want to talk to Bob?
- I won't be doing the talking.

You will.

- A bit faster, please.
- I'm doing my best.

- The traffic's busy in Paris.
- Take the shortest route.

I know the way.

It's the first cinema
after Porte Saint-Denis.

- That's where it happened.
- Is it serious?

I don't know. My wife phoned
to say she doesn't feel well.

- You will wait for me?
- I don't have enough petrol.

And I need to get back
for my dinner.

- That will do.
- Mr Desgrieux?

- Is it serious?
- No, a funny turn. She's in the office.

This way, sir.

We have Henri IV to thank
for the Place Royale...

After you, sir.

It's done, but you'd better
go and calm him down

before someone hears him.

OK.

What are you waiting for? Go.

You're free.

- Free?
- Yes, free.

Don't get all sentimental on me.
Kiss your brother goodbye.

Bye, darling.

Go on, scram.

And when you get there,
don't forget all I've done for you.

- Say, Léon?
- What now?

- Break it to him gently.
- I'll spare his feelings, don't worry.

Tell him I'll be thinking of him
the whole time.

I will.

Tell him...

- Tell him I'll be back.
- He'll wait for you, don't worry.

Taxi!

Léon! What's going on?
Where's Manon?

- She's gone.
- Is she feeling better?

Don't worry, she's fine.

She needs peace and quiet
so she'd rather you were here.

- Among friends.
- Cut the crap.

Where has she gone?

- To pack.
- Unlock the door.

- Let me out!
- Stop yelling, will you?

It was you who arranged all this.

- Just doing my sister a favour.
- You bastard.

Give me the key.

Take it easy.
You'll thank me later.

- The key!
- Easy.

You've done enough damage as it is.

Don't get so worked up
about a girl who doesn't want you.

Whose fault is that?
Who's always got between us?

Who's always given her
bad advice?

Manon doesn't need advice.

You don't get it, do you?
You were a burden to her.

Worse than a child.
It couldn't go on.

I know her better than you.

You couldn't make her happy
and she couldn't help hurting you.

It's over.

It's best all round, believe me.

I believe you.
Now open the door.

- What for?
- Are you going to keep me here long?

Until she's left.

If I let you go,
you'll throw yourself at her feet

and beg her forgiveness.

Don't worry.

This time I get it.

You do?

I'm glad to hear it.

You have nothing to regret.

You can't change Manon.
It's in her nature to be a whore.

You nudged her in that direction.

You can't blame me for that.

You were in dire straits.

That trip to Oran
helped tide you over.

- Paul was a good guy.
- What about the others?

- Did you get a commission?
- I didn't know them all.

- Were there as many as all that?
- Manon was quite a money-spinner.

You benefited from that too.

Don't worry, there are
plenty more fish in the sea.

I gather you're a bit of a lady-killer.

I should know.

You're off to a good start.

You just need to relax a bit.

- You're right.
- You're just going through a bad patch.

In six months
you'll have forgotten her.

The main thing is
to never see her again.

But it hurts.

You're not going to faint, are you?

- There's no air in here.
- Wait, I'll turn the fan on.

Hello?

Is that you?

- Where are you?
- Gare de Lyon.

Don't hang up.
This won't take long.

You're free to go.

It's over with me.
Everything's ruined.

You win.
I'm a murderer now.

I've just killed Léon.
I'm getting out of here.

You can't do that.

- Where are you going?
- To Marseille.

That's where people go to hide.

Or to the police station.
I don't know.

You'll find out
in tomorrow's papers.

Goodbye.

Hello?

Hello?

Come on, come on!

- Just a second.
- Move forward, will you?

You're taking up too much room.

It's full.

- Don't! You're tickling me.
- I'm doing my best.

Hand me my suitcase.

Over here, pretty girl.
There's room beside me.

Let the cutie through.

What's the point
of having a ticket?

French people are banned
from this carriage.

I have a first-class ticket.

Well, don't stand in the corridor.

Watch where you're going!

Appalling behaviour!

- Let me through!
- Mind my feet!

Everywhere's full.
It's worse than the Metro.

Dream on, pet.

Excuse me, let me through.

- Leave us alone!
- Let me through!

God damn it.
Can't you stay put?

- Let me through.
- Do you want me to climb on the roof?

- Watch out.
- Let me through!

Do you have to?
What am I meant to do with my kid?

Was it a crew member
who let you on board?

No, we boarded at night when
the gangway man was doing his rounds.

Right.

Well?

Well what?

- I don't know.
- Nor do I.

- It's almost dawn, Captain.
- Coming.

Captain?

What will you do with us?

I have no choice.
I received orders.

The day after tomorrow
you'll be in Alexandria.

What are you waiting for?

I have no idea what you're on about.
Come on, quickly. Make way.

Come on.

This is no time to argue.
A plane could fall on us at any moment.

Wakey, wakey!

Push. Ready?

Faster. Get a move on.
Come on, quickly.

Come on, get a move on.

Mister Pascal. Hurry!

That's it, Captain.

- That's it?
- Yes.

What about these two?

Throw them overboard.

We only want
upstanding citizens here.

What are you waiting for, scamps?

Thank you.

Thank you, Captain.

That will do.
Save the thank-yous for another time.

Get out of here.

- I knew you were a good guy.
- An old fool more like.

An old fool who's storing up
trouble for himself, thanks to you.

Goodbye.

Good luck.

- Over to the starboard side!
- Over to the starboard side!

Recalled the port watch.

The stowaways drowned
during an attempt to escape.

Hey!

- What's going on?
- The engine's had it.

We're continuing on foot.

- Wait, I've twisted my ankle.
- All right.

- Why didn't we stay on the road.
- Apparently this is a shortcut?

Just as well.
I'm not cut out for camping.

- Keep going.
- Come on.

Quickly.

Darling?

- Darling!
- Coming.

- Look.
- How funny.

- We could be in heaven.
- Do you know what heaven looks like?

Of course. I saw pictures of it
in Bible studies.

I'm so happy, Robert.

- I hope nothing bad happens to us.
- What could possibly happen now?

On the contrary, let's show them
it's possible to be happy.

- Show who?
- All those who are against us.

Darling?

- Darling, we're leaving.
- Already?

Look.

Let them go.
We're happy here.

- We don't need them.
- But what would we do here?

We'd buy date palms, eat dates
and have lots of children.

Don't be silly, darling.
In your dreams.

Perhaps.

But they're nice dreams.

Of us two, all alone, in heaven.

Hurry.

You'll regret it, you'll see.

- This is no fun.
- No.

We were in heaven,
now we're in hell.

I'm not coming here
to end my days.

Look.

That one's been picked clean.

There must be jackals
round here, or vultures.

They only eat dead things, right?

Come, now. I'm here.

Come on, darling.

I can't walk any further.

It's too hot in the sun.

We have to cross the valley
to the plain. There's a well there.

I don't believe you anymore.
I've had enough.

If you think we're going to stay here
and die like dogs, you're mistaken.

I'll force you keep walking.
Come on.

Are you coming?

Walk on.

Are you wounded?

It felt like the crack of a whip.

It's nothing.

No, it's nothing.

I've gone cold.

Can you hear that?

You see? I was right.

We should have stayed there.
Do you remember?

At the water's edge, in paradise.

Don't talk
You'll tire yourself out.

You're the one who's tired
from dragging me here.

I've done nothing
but cause you trouble.

But that's going to stop.

I'm going to walk
by myself now, you'll see.

Take me there, quickly.

- Quick, to the water's edge.
- You won't make it.

I will, I have to.

Sorry, Bob.

Don't talk,
but come now, please.

Leave me.
We're not going fast enough.

We'll never get to the water.

I'm going to rest now.

You go.

- Try to live.
- I can't, not without you.

You must.

If you're not there,
who'll think of me?

- I'd be completely dead.
- I don't want you to die.

I don't want to die either.

But I can't live.

I'm too far gone.

Don't cry, Bob.

We were happy.

Not like the others.

- Better than the others.
- Of course.

We were more in love.

I'm cold.

Hold me.

I have travelled all this way
to come here to die,

- beside you.
- It's my fault.

Don't be silly.

Everything's just fine.

Nothing else can spoil our love.

Ever.

Ever.

You'll feel better
by the water's edge.

You see? I was right.

We should have stayed there.

Remember?

In paradise.

Don't get so worked up
about a girl who doesn't want you.

For pleasure.
You won't get bored with her.

You were a burden to her,
worse than a child.

I know what these women need.

It's in Manon's nature
to be a whore.

She's a child, a charming child.

- I love Manon.
- Manon is a wicked girl.

She's a crafty one!

- She's a slut!
- A real love story.

Enough! Enough!

Forgive me, Manon.
I can't take any more of this.

Paradise is too far away.
It's too difficult.

We'll stay here together.

Forever.

They only eat dead things, right?

Yes.

But don't worry,
I'll fix this.

My poor love.

Look what they've done to you.

You, who loved
your pretty dresses.

You see?

You'll be fine now.

You can sleep peacefully.

Now I'm going to tell you
something scary,

something I'm ashamed of.

I'm glad.

I'm glad you're dead.

Dead and buried.
Because now you're mine.

All mine.

The others can no longer
have you and sully you.

It caused me so much pain
to think of them near you,

to imagine you in their arms.

It's over, Manon.
They're no longer interested in you.

What would they do with you now?

What they loved was your skin,

your soft skin and your perfume.

But your skin will crack, Manon,
and you'll feel death seep in.

But I will always love you.

I'll stay with you to the end.

Nothing is disgusting
when you're in love.

You see?

- I'll cling to you.
- Hold me in your arms.

Tight, very tight.
Tell me you love me.

Tell me you still love me.

I love you, Manon.

I've been so unhappy, Robert.
You have no idea.

- I know, my love.
- You mustn't go away again, ever.

I'm scared when you're not here.

I'll never go away again.

You're mine, Manon.

I am your wife.

THE END