All language subtitles for A.French.Village.S02E01_English

150,000 francs

A new life is going to begin.
Long live the National Lottery.

More effective than the revolution of the same name.

If the cops start to win
the lottery now, where will we be ?

Is Natasha free ?

Oh, I don't know what
you all see in Natasha.

Yes.

And you, what will you have ?

Well I'll have...

...another cognac, please.

You drink too much, Henri. You'll lose it.

Ah yes. Long live the National Holiday.

No. There are more important things in life
than pleasure.

You have a Natasha here?
Yes.

Her name is Odile, but Odile isn't a name
that customers dream of.

Tell me, did you really win 150,000 Francs ?
Yes really !

So, 75,000 each.

It makes you think of retirement.

You're joking.

Just wait...

Being a cop is already a dog of a profession
and it's becoming a German Shepherd profession.

Help ! Madame Berthe !

Madame Berthe. Come quickly.
Monsieur Alfred isn't feeling well. He's not moving.

Alfred, Alfred, Alfred !

Go get a doctor so he can confirm he's dead.

Hurry up.

Oh, shit, shit, shit, shit...

He dropped like that, all of a sudden ?

Suddenly.

You knew him well ?

Yes.

Yes, I knew him.

For 40 years we've stolen horses together.

And today, we'd won the National...

...Lottery.

Docteur Morelle will be here in 10 minutes.

Where's his wallet ?

Where is it ?

I don't know.

Where have you put it, bitch.

I don't know. It's not me.
I didn't take his wallet .

Confess !
No.
It's definitely you that took it.

No. It's not me I tell you.
I swear it wasn't me.

I'll take you to the Commissariat.

Quiet. Quiet !

And you, control yourself. Jumping about.

Where were you when it happened?

At Berthe's.

At Berthe's ?

Yes. He wanted to celebrate the lottery win so...

Listen, Henri, I don't care
if you went to Berthe's, frankly.

The girl in the cell there
is one of her girls, definitely.

I'm sure she stole his wallet and the lottery ticket.

He had a family ?
Yes.

A wife and two children, in Dijon.
Oh no !

I need to call her then.

I need to think of an idea
to tell her about what happened.

Do I start with the vacant housing,
or the requisitions ?

No matter.

Good morning Judith.
Good morning.

I searched the girl's room...

No wallet. Absolutely nothing. So...

Except for this.

In her waste basket.

This is Alfred's writing.

'Dear whispering, sublime storm...'

'Unknown, radiant, my useless Natasha...'

'Unique, unreal, tragic...'
What it is this crap ?

Was it in the bitches trash ?

So. Apparently, for him she
wasn't just a whore.

No. That's impossible.
I knew Alfred well. No.

You never know people that well.

Why can't I come with you ?

Because children can't go into prisons.

Even when their Papa is in there ?

Even when their Papa is in there.

Even when it's not fair.

People will be surprised
not to see you at Mass.

They're going to ask me where you are.

However I can't tell them
you went to see your brother in prison.

Well they know my brother's
in prison, right ?

Yes. But most of the time they forget.

So, if the February coupons arrive,
take them straight to the Mairie, without fail.

Can't it wait until you return ?
No, because Te Quiero...

Look, I'm telling you what to do.
Do what I ask. I've promised.

Excuse me.

I spent yesterday with representatives
of the badly housed...

...they're in a terrible situation.

I promised to give them the surplus coupons.

You're going to stop screwing me around, OK ?

You're hurting me.

Listen to me, Odile,
a whore isn't going to piss me off.

Even less a whore who has just stripped
the body of my best friend. OK ?

So. What was your relationship
with Alfred Camelion ?

We've done it five times. Shit...

Well that makes it ten, then. OK ?

I spread my legs, he did the rest.

That's OK with you ?
No.

A client doesn't write poems to a whore.

...Alfred even less so.

You were his mistress ?

Since when ?
I hardly knew him.

And it's not my fault if customers
want to write bullshit to me.

Good. So you did read the poem ?

No.
No?

How do you know it was bullshit ?

Because I gave it a glance and
when I saw what it was, I binned it.

When did you receive it ?

What ?
Who brought it to you ?

He didn't give it to you. You wouldn't
have crumpled it up in front of him.

So ?

It was a cyclist.

A cyclist brought me it yesterday afternoon.

You want me to believe that a
regular customer, you hardly know...

...sends you poems by cyclist.

OK !

Why did you take the wallet ?

I didn't take it.

Where did you put it ?

I warn you. I'm Kommandant von Ritter's favourite.
If he learns what you've done, he won't be happy.

Listen to me, Odile...
Natasha !
I don't give a shit about von Ritter. OK ?

I don't give a shit about the Boches.
I don't give a shit about anything.

There's only one thing that interests me...
Where is the wallet ?

Where have you put it ?

Where have you put it ?

I put it....

.. under a tile, on the roof.

Why did you take the wallet
and not the money in his pocket ?

Because...

Alfred and me, we were...we were...

There was information in the wallet that
couldn't fall into the hands of the Germans.

Monsieur le Maire.

Good morning.
Good morning.

You still can't call me Daniel.

No, it's true.

Are you OK, my lad ?
No.

Go on. Have a nice Sunday.

You'll give him my drawing.

I promise.

Until this evening.

Good luck.

You're sure you don't want to eat something ?

Now that the atmosphere's more sensible.

After all, why not.
Has someone said something to you ?

Can I get you a coffee.

Thank you.

A tartine ?

No. A coffee will do.

Hey, will you take me to the toy sale
at the flea market, like you told me ?

Well, no. I can't. I'm stuck here with Te Quiero.
Maria is at her mother's.

Where is this flea market ?

By the Post Office. It's organised by
the Secours National.

Lucienne ?

I think I scared you.

No. You surprised me, that's all.

It's curious, your filling inkwells on Sunday.

There are no children on Sunday.

I always fill them in the evening
so I can get up later next day.

I'll help you.

No, no. It's fine.

Thank you, I'll do it later.

So it's you who plays the violin.

I've heard it several times.
I wondered who it was.

Can I look at it ?

Yes, of course.

Be careful though, it's fragile.

There's a problem with the bridge, right?

Yes, I must take it to the luthier soon.

There's a luthier in Villeneuve ?

No. In Morsang, on the other side of the Line.

As the Line has been almost closed since December,
I have an appointment with him soon, on the bridge.

I'll have to pass violin to him over the Barrier.

Today is my first day of Leave
since the beginning of the war.

A year now.

You'll go back to Dusseldorf ?

No, it's only for 24 hours. That's too short.

Really.

It's chic that you could come with me.

It's natural. I live with you.

Hey, where did the toys
at the flea market come from ?

Ah well, I don't know.

...because look, this one is marked Roland.

Ah, yes, I hadn't seen that.

Do you think this duck is Roland's ?

No, we've paid for it. Now it's yours.

You know, I'll explain.
In fact, during the war...

...there are parents and
children who have to leave...

.. to move and, well, sometimes they
were forced to leave their things.

Do you understand ?

But one day they'll come back for them.

Not necessarily. Some have really gone
and won't ever return...

...it would be a shame not
not enjoy them though.

But we're not sure they won't return ?

No. We have to believe that.
And then,the money we gave for your duck...

...will go to small children who have
no house, who have problems.

Are you sure ?

Yes, yes, I'm sure.

It's the Secours National that's
organising the sale. So all the money...

...will go to small children
who are hungry, who are alone.

Too bad.

Do you understand ?

Why have you stopped ?

Because my shoelace is undone.

You see the lady with a hat ?

Yes, I see her.

Well, I don't know her !

You don't know her ?

No, I don't know her at all.

...not at all.

That's good, son.

That's good.

How are you?

Why have you come ?

In the reverse situation,
I'm not sure I'd have come myself.

I've two papers for you.

I would've preferred cigarettes.

That's prohibited.

One cigarette anyway !

No hanky panky, or I'll have to
confiscate the package.

Sorry. You were talking about papers ?

He did them yesterday.

Specially, I mean.

He knew I was coming.

He often makes drawings of a prison.

And how's it going, otherwise ?

He talks a lot about his mother.

...and you, of course.

He often asks: "When is Papa coming out ?"

What do you tell him ?

I dined with Sous Préfet Servier yesterday...

...there's a way to get you out quickly.

As you're in Administrative Detention...

...Servier gave me to understand...

...that if you give a written pledge
to refrain from political activity.

And your wife ?

And baby ? How are they ?

Yes, fine.

You're not going to open it ?

How could you imagine I'm going to sign that !

For your son !

My son, will grow up one day.

And I'm not sure he'd be happy
to know I signed that.

Right now he's small, Marcel.
He needs you.

Tell him his drawing is very beautiful,
I'm proud of him...

...and I hope he's working hard at school.

He's working hard. Im very close to him.

Thank you for the drawing.

Take care of yourself.
You too.

How long have you been here ?

What's happening ?

Ah well, it's closed !

Nobody knows when it will reopen
and apparently they don't care.

Excuse me, excuse me. I want to hand over
my violin across the barriers.

The Line is closed.

Monsieur, I just want to pass over my violin...

No goods, no persons allowed to pass.
Closed.

Stop.

Stop honking !

It's useless.

Stop !

I didn't honk !

No horn, no horn !

Let him go !

Were you able to send the violin across ?

You'll be near the river in 10 minutes ?

I can accompany you to Villeneuve.

The Feldkommandant wants us to give a concert...

...for the 150th anniversary
of Mozart's death.

Kommandant von Ritter loves music ?

No. He loves orders.

The orders are to use music
because it makes life easier...

It soothes the soul.

Yes, that's it.

So with three friends we're going to play
the K421 String Quartet.

Do you know it?

Yes. I learned the violin part
with my teacher last year.

He died at Dunkirk.

Ah ! I'm sorry.

You're not to blame for it.

What's that mean 'she's resisting ?'

What's the resistance !
Shut up !

It means Alfred and her work, they work for...
I don't know who...

I don't know, probably the guys in London,
De Gaulle I imagine...

That's ridiculous...de Gaulle !

What has de Gaulle got to do with
what happens in Villeneuve, anyway ?

This is classic intelligence work.

Natasha gathers pillow talk
from Germans and notes it down.

She gives the stuff to Alfred,
who sends it to... I have no idea !

I don't understand it.

What kind of secrets ?

Anything.

Look, an officer tells Natasha
he's going on manoeuvres...

...very well. That means his detachment
is going to move from one place to another...

...on a specific date...
There. That's intelligence.

What's it used for ? The war's over !

Yes and no.

Anyway, the problem isn't that.

What is it ?

It's that Alfred was involved in it
with this girl and I can't drop it. That's what.

Where's the girl ?

I released her.

I was wrong.

You were deceived !

Yes...I had drunk a little bit,
and with hindsight, I'm not really sure
he had his wallet on him there.

OK.

Good. For my part I've got plenty of ammo.

Marcel Larcher's son recognized the Postmistress.

So my colleagues in Intelligence have just
arrested her. They'll take her to Dijon and then...

...they'll interrogate her.

You could have told me, OK ?

It's an Intelligence matter.
I'd like to point out that
for this kind of thing...

....I depend on Dijon.

Until I say so you depend on me, Marchetti.

Intelligence or no Intelligence.

And you depend on Servier, right?

So?
Well, Servier gave me his consent.

He was aware. He even congratulated me .

He told me people like
this woman dishonour the country.

Excuse me. I've things to do.

A good soldier must think of three things.

First the King, second God...

....third...

Nothing.

And you...

You're a good soldier ?

So you'll take what ?
I was going to say a rabbit ?

The chickens. Yes. They're good ?
They're good.

What are you doing?

Shit...
Don't worry.

They don't have a right to replace our cops.

You're selling on the black market.

No, this is my cousin, Herr Offizier.

I'm bringing him the products of my farm.

Is the little lady there, your cousin ?

Thank you for having walked with me.

Later, Lucienne.

There's nothing to fear.

Herr Feldwebel isn't going to bother with
such nonsense when he's in feminine company.

You know I could have you arrested ?

Yes...but you won't do it.

After all, I'm in the business of selling.

And you're in the business of Collaboration.

Not true ?

Do you want to do it ?

Excuse me ?

Alfred did it.

He said it would avoid attention.

In the end I rather think that...

...he took advantage of it.

No

You're very pretty but...

Oh no. Don't be sorry.

I prefer it.

Good.

You'll have to bounce on the bed...

...otherwise, Madame Berthe will
really wonder what we're up to.

Well, are you going to help me ?

What's this poem about ?

His code, the first letter of every word counts.

That's enough !

Already ?

I'm not getting any younger.

Exactly. Often the old ones take longer.

This... will take... till midnight.

It's a crappy code.

Oh, by the way.

Was there a lottery ticket in it ?

Maybe.

But I burned everything except the photo.

Well that's what he asked me
to do if this ever happened.

You burned everything !

Yes.

And...

What's special about this photo ?

There's a message on it.

A message ?

Maybe you could carry it.

What?
The photo.

Tomorrow at 3 o'clock in Essarts
at the bus stop on the main square.

I can't go to Essarts tomorrow, just like that !

Someone has to go there !

I can't go there, I have no Ausweiss.

Neither do I.

Yes, but you are a policeman.

You can probably fix it.

Well, no actually.

No. But this network here...

...who or what's behind it ?

It's London !

He just said de Gaulle and London.

And that was enough for you ?

Yes. I don't support the Boches being here.

And if no one did anything,
nothing would ever happen.

Right ?

Yes.

How is Papa ?

He's fine. He loved your drawing. He told me
he was glad you're working hard at school.

Has he enough to eat ?

Yes. But of course, it's not as good
as Maria's cuisine.

Ah, doctor, right now...

Yes, He has enough to eat, don't worry.

Did he tell you when he was getting out ?

It doesn't depend on him.

I mean...we don't know.

I hope not too long.

This is a funny duck.

I got it at the sale with Jean.

Jean took me.

Finish eating and then come and
recite your lesson before going to bed.

So, how did it go ?

Oh he refused to sign, obviously.

You know his friend the Postmistress was arrested.

Suzanne...Whatshername.

Really, when ?

Today. I suppose Jean will give us more details.

What ?

I haven't told you yet, but I received
the formal adoption papers for Te Quiero.

Oh, really ? That's wonderful.

But there's something
I want to clarify before signing.

About what?

About Jean.

Jean ?
Yes.

Do you remember the man who claimed Te Quiero,
when he came here ?

Yes, obviously.

You told me, and Jean confirmed it,
that he was not his father.

Yes. Yes, so what ?

Well, that man showed me a photo of his wife...

...who I delivered of Te Quiero.

I wouldn't know about that.

But Jean is a cop, he would know .

So does that mean you and him
arranged things behind my back ?

But that's not it at all !

Yes it is.

So what I'd like to know is, if you and him,
arranged things...

... behind my back on a different basis ?

You're crazy !

You're crazy. We just wanted to protect you.
If you'd known you'd have given him up.

You're crazy, Daniel.

No. It's Jean who's crazy about you.

He devours you with his eyes.

Oh, you're getting ideas.

No. Hortense, you know it's true.

But I don't know...

...if it's reciprocated.

You're sure nothing has happened between
you and Jean, that I should know about ?

Nothing.

Nothing has happened with Jean.

Daniel, I swear it on our love.

On his head.

So. Your luthier ?

I succeeded, but...

It was difficult.

Did they reopen the Line ?

No. A soldier passed my
violin over the barriers.

You were lucky...But it wasn't luck,
he fell for your charm.

Don't talk rot.

Ah, you know, they may well be Boches,
but they're still men.

Besides 'They are Fritz, but not the pits'.

Well, not all of them.

I'm making you laugh.

I love making you laugh.

Start the cleaning now !

Besides, the government prohibits
having two jobs, and right now...

...taking a maids job isn't very...?
I hope you'll take that as a joke.
Allow me..

No, I won't allow you.

Try this.

What's this ?

This is Plan B.

B as in Bériot. Secret. The enemy is listening.

What's this ?

It's a Mozart quartet.

I think the Germans will play it at a concert.

That's to accept that Mozart was a German,
Don't you think ?

Wasn't he a little Austrian ?

There. More work.

Come in.

I'm not disturbing you ?

No, no. Not at all. I was reading reports.

I've good news for you.

What about ?

About your brother.

Well, indirectly.

The Postmistress. She's admitted she was
the instigator of the flyers on November 11th.

It could help Marcel's case.

Yes, it could give a boost to getting him out.

There you go.

Thanks !

It's nothing.

So how much do I owe you for Gustave's duck ?

Oh no, leave it. It's a pleasure...

Yes, yes. I'd like to.

OK. It was 4 francs 50.

There.

I don't have any change.

You owe me 50 centimes then.

I also have good news.

Suppose that we've found you housing.

Housing...that's fine.

A furnished place.

Not too far from the station, good quality...

Two rooms, with a kitchenette.

I might be able to visit it tomorrow.

Ah yes, for sure. Don't delay in moving...

...because with the housing crisis,
any that remain vacant, you know, cause gossip.

You know how people are.

Yes.

Good, so I'll move tomorrow then !

There you go.

I'm not bothering you again.

You're not disturbing me.

I don't want you to go there.

Stop it !

Listen, Judith...

...tomorrow at 3 o'clock a guy will
show up on the square at Essarts.

He's taking a risk.

He'll wait for someone to come.

And then ?

Well then, I know it. That's it.
I can't leave him like that.

And you think you owe it to Alfred.

Well yes, you could say that.

OK, let it go, The man...?
Alfred never told you about him ?

When you're in intelligence you don't
shout everything from the rooftops.

I'm a policeman, and we never discussed politics.
He had no reason to tell me confidences.

Go on.

I fear for you.

Listen. I'm risking nothing by carrying a message once.

I know all the Line crossing points.
I know how they are guarded.

You never know what will
happen in these things.

Oh and more, this isn't fair for me.

How not for you ?

I lost my job, Henri.
I'm almost banished from society.

There are people who won't say hello to me
in the street just because I'm Jewish.

What's the connection ?

It's you and the relationship, big man.

You've given me a new taste for life.

You've given me work.

You've given me love.

And we're to lose all this through childishness.
Because it's childish Henri...

Henri, the war is over.

So King Melchior, who was taking
the air outside, like this...

said to King Balthazar, who was black...

Oh, have you seen it, Balthazar.
Have you seen the star in the sky...

...it's strange.

Oh, Gaspard, come and see !
But Gaspard leaves...

Yes, Marceau ?

Why there is no cake this year?

Because there's no butter, Marceau, no flour...

...no eggs, no sugar, no almonds, that's
the reason. There's nothing to make a cake with.

But when there's nothing, there's
still something, you can...

...tell a story.

I'll go and see. Don't move children.

Children, I want silence.

Class leader ?

Quiet !

I'll be back in two minutes.

So ?

During the exercise, a soldier was shot in the thigh.

If they start to shoot each other,
we may have a chance.

We perhaps shouldn't leave the children alone.

Come in.

So you're going.

It seems so, yes.

By the way, thank your husband for me.
I haven't had time, he was already gone.

I'll tell him.

The same to Gustave.

I haven't had the opportunity to
say good bye to him.

Don't worry. But either way
you'll come again.

I mean, you're a family friend now.

You know, in my business we're very busy.

Well, I mean, we leave early in the morning
and get back late in the evening.

Yes, it's been three months now.
I've noticed.

But come to dinner one of these evenings.

If you invite me, then with pleasure.

I will.

It would still be an great idea if we
managed to make a big 'Cake of the Kings'.

Yes. We could find butter,
but sugar and almonds...

Oh, if we ask old Etienne.
He's expensive, but good...

To make a cake with ingredients from the black market.
Don't even think about it !

Have you thought of the example to the children ?

Right. Then Plan B.
My mother's recipe using barley, oatmeal and honey.

I don't know how it will turn out.
But, it will be a cake.

Excuse me for disturbing you.

Please.

Gunther, who was injured earlier...

Oh, is it serious ?

No, not too bad. But he was to play
the viola in the quartet.

I think, perhaps, you could replace him ?

...until he's better ?

It sounds like a great idea.
You dream of making chamber music.

I don't know.
Viola, violin, it's a toss up right?

Yes, I play the viola.

Does this tempt you then?

Yes. Why not?

Thank you very much, Mademoiselle.

Our first rehearsal is tonight at 8 o'clock.

He's friendly, this Kurt.

If only all the Boches could be like him !

My name is Henri, and you ?

Marie.

We often meet here, Marie. OK ?

I'm married.

Judicial police, identity check .

Messieurs.

You've been here long ?

I don't know, about an hour.

Did you see someone enter ?

I didn't pay attention.

Madame.

Good day, Monsieur.
Good day.
Have you been here long ?

About a half or three quarters of an hour ..

Yes. We didn't look at our watches.

Do you live in Essarts, Madame?

Yes. My farm is nearby.

But not you, obviously.

Listen, my friend is married and...

These French !

And to whom do I have the honour ?

Commissaire de Kervern of Villeneuve.

Villeneuve...

What are you doing
on the wrong side of the Line, Commissaire ?

Well, I could ask you the same question.

I don't believe Germans have a right
to come into the southern zone, Monsieur.

The law is a balance of power. We haven't the right
to come officially, but we can come as tourists.

You were on the track of the man we just arrested ?

No, not at all. No, I was...

I understand.

Well, thank you.

And, if you're in Villeneuve,
we'll surely have an opportunity to meet again.

Madame.

Goodbye.

Messieurs.

Messieurs, Mesdames.

Thank you.

Subtitles by Rod Clarke.
Whitby, Ontario. Feb 2014.