All language subtitles for Celestine, Maid at Your Service (1974) EN-en

Good day, gentlemen.

The girls will arrive in a moment.

Police!

Get all your girls.
And don't forget any.

Come on. Hurry up!

Everyone in the salon!
Quick. Hurry up girls!

Sit down!

Sit down.
Yes, you also!

- Are these all your residents?
- The others are working.

- You're under arrest!
- No discussion!

But why? For what?

- For prostitution.
- Oh, my God!

- What about us? Shall we also come?
- Shh! Quick, run!

Come!

This way!

- I think they went that way!
- Check it out!

Not here!

Damn!

No. Wait!

Let's try over there!

But hello!

I'm obviously dreaming.

Let's part and meet again
at Matthias' bistro.

Okay. Good luck!

Stop it! No!

What do you want?
Let go of me!

Why so brutal?
You could just have asked.

I wouldn't have said no.

- You hadn't got angry?
- Angry? Why?

Well, you're my girl!

You aren't better. Now give me
my money like everyone else.

I don't have any.

You aren't the first one
who tries that trick.

My name is Sebastian.
Or even "Rapido".

"Rapido” because I'm really fast.

To be the fastest you
were actually quite good.

No, now it's enough!

Your outfit makes you
irresistible.

These clothes and all that...

What can I do, I've no choice.

Don't cry.

You'll wake up everybody.

- What's the matter?
- Everything.

I've no home,
no work, nothing...

What happened?

I've worked at Lulu's.

But the police came
and arrested everybody.

Luckily, I could escape.

But now I don't know
what to do.

No need to cry.

You are both
beautiful and clever.

Every man will
do everything for you.

- So delicate you are...
- Let go of me!

I don't like it right now.

I just wanna forget all that.

If you think this work is fun you
are even more dumb than I thought.

Do you think I'm
such a brute, me?

I got an idea!

Oh, really?

Well, it happens.

Listen. This is the property
of Count Fragette.

Whose?

Of Count Fragette!

And I understood Count Baguette.

All right. So what?

He's is the mightiest
man here around.

How does that help me?

Just wait.

He's looking for a maid.
I'll introduce you as my cousin.

In this outfit?

It will be difficult.

Right. I'll find you a dress.

I'll take one from my wife.

We'll do it like this...

I'll ask him a favour.

I'll ask him for a robe for
my poor cousin

who wants to work for him
but doesn't dare to meet him.

So she needs a robe.
Great idea, huh?

Yes, okay.

- Wanna buy it on the market?
- Of course.

I'll do it right away.

What are you doing up there?

Nothing!

A little nap only.

I've been dreaming.

Of me?

No... I dreamed...
about your breasts.

- What's so funny??
- Your decolletage.

It makes make me horny.

Oh, really? And will you do
about that?

Come on, quick!

No, no.

Wait, lets go home...

It's much more comfortable.

No, here and now!

No! Not here!

Why not?

- You'll only get dirty.
- But no!

But it is immoral.

I don't care. I want it
here and now.

Are you finished already?

Yes, I am.

And what about me.
I'm going crazy...

I don't know if
I can once more.

Give me a moment.

The small guy needs a break'.

He fancies you.

Really? Promise?

Sure, no problem.

I won't forget it.

Let's go.

1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8..

1, 2...

3...

Ah, the sun is shining.

Good morning!

Don't try that once more!

You say that every time
but nothing happens anyway.

You'll see...

- Your impudence will be your doom.
- Is that what you want?

I love it when you get angry.

Ah, you're disgusting!

Bad luck, I'm sorry.

You aren't hurt?

No, I like fruits.

Well, I gotta go.

Have you never
seen a naked girl?

Or what else makes you
shake your head like this?

Where's the milking stool?

Good morning, honey.
It's time for you now.

Ah, thanks.

What did you say?

You want more?

No, thank you.

All right.

Hey, that hurts!

It's too soft for a cow.

And you...

Your hands aren't
too rough either.

- What are you doing here?
- Waiting.

Come down.

A pretty girl that
is waiting for me.

A little change can't hurt.

Bastard!

I was far from getting ready.

But for me it was great.

And what are you doing here?

I'm a poor girl who
needs of your help.

Really?

I see. Don't worry.
I'll take care of you.

- What's your name??
- Celestine.

What is it?

Don't cry.

I'm hungry, I've no money
and no place stay.

Don't worry,
I'll fix something.

I can probably arrange
something for us.

Calm down.

If someone wants to harm you
he'll have to pass me first.

Just take it easy,
I'll take care of you.

Certainly.

Got it!
Wait here.

Hide again.
I'll be back in ten minutes.

- Who's there?
- It's me, ma'am.

- Am I disturbing?
- Come in!

Good day, ma'am.

What is it, Manou?

Excuse me.

I just need a few minutes
of your attention.

You must wait. Sebastian
wants to talk to me also.

Oh? That matter can't wait.
It is rather urgent.

Well, just a moment.

Yes ma'am.

So, what is your request?

Ah, well... I need...
to explain this... ma'am, eh...

Well. Well?

- What do you want?
- Well, it is...

I come from this area,
actually not far from here.

Your origin is well known to me.
Tell me about your concerns now!

Eh, ma'am...

Ma'am doesn't like
if I speak freely?

Not exactly
in this cloudy manner.

Well. Where I come from...

...I have a cousin
who's very poor.

Well,
SO you have a poor cousin...

What's her name?

Her name is...

Is she so poor that
she has no name?

Yes and no. Her name is...

Rosalie!

She is a well-mannered girl.
Very pretty... and I've heard

that ma'am is looking
for a maid.

Can she read?

Oh yes. But yes,
she's reading all the time.

Well, I'll let her come
and see how she is.

If she's good, she can stay.

Thank you, ma'am.
I'll get her right away.

Wow, she's tough
to talk to.

Well, she's not so easy
to get along with.

Fortunately I don't
go in there every day.

What I say. The less you ask,
the more peace you have.

May I come in, ma'am?

- Come in!
- Thank you.

Come closer.
That's close enough.

Thank you, ma'am.

What do you want, Manou?

Ma'am, I have a young cousin.
Very young and very poor.

- You too?
- Pardon?

Sebastian just told me of
his poor, young cousin.

Eh... what?

So many poor cousins, right?

Yes ma'am.

Perhaps your cousin is
the same as Sebastian's.

Well, maybe, we are
remotely related.

We come from the same village.
We have the same ancestors.

Perhaps it's the same person and
Sebastian and I had the same idea.

Well, that's strange
but not a problem.

Maybe she's very talented,
and will serve me well.

Well, she's a real jewel.

Is she skilled too?

Oh yes. In our village she's called
"Célestine the Versatile".

Strange. Sebastian said
her name is Rosalie.

Oh, she has two first names,
ma'am, Célestine and Rosalie.

But actually she
only uses Célestine.

Very good.
Then go and get her.

Yeah, so... She is still in town
with her mother... you see ma'am...

Manou, go and get her now!.

Excuse me, ma'am.

Excuse me, ma'am.

I want to talk with you
about a poor young girl.

If it's the cousin of Manou and
Sebastian, then it's almost solved.

Well, Ms Lurzune, you want
to recommend your cousin?

Ah, Monsieur Duo is ringing.
Lurzune, have you left him alone?

He slept, ma'am.

You have left him alone,
even though he is sick?

Yes ma'am.
I'll return to him at once.

Ma'am.

So you found her also?

She also showed
me her services.

And what will you do now?

Can I help you, my beauty?

Are you reaching for the stars?

If you ever touch me again...

After 3:00 clock I have time.

The old broom shows
a weakness, finally.

- Good day, Marc.
- Good day, Father.

Good day, sir.

Good day, M. Marc.

Hello, why does nobody come?

Excuse me Monsieur.

I'm sorry. I was at the ma'am.

Ma'am, pah!

Ma'am! The daughter of a useless
degenerated, moronic nobleman.

But she was very pretty.

The wife of Fernand.

Making love with her
and some strawberries...

That bitch is just
waiting for my death.

Quick, my medicine!

Damn shit!

Get the book!

Again!

Then I can sleep.

Very well, Monsieur Duo.

Simone reached out for
the fruits on the bedside table.

While she put a handful of
grapes into her mouth,

one of them fell down.

She thought of Armand and
began to caress herself.

İf he was the grape she could
insert him into her self,

While she imagined it she thought she'd
even prefer to insert two grapes...

and she drifted away
in waves of lust...

- Who's there? Is it you, Celine?
- Yes, Mme. Martine.

- Will you help me out of the tub?
- No, I can't.

- What do you say?
- I'm sick.

Oh, I'm longing so much for
a man who could rub me dry.

I can't believe it!

Had I known it I wouldn't have
needed to steal. Where did you get it?

- From me.
- Do you think ma'am is stupid?

- I found only that one.
- It doesn't suit our cousin.

And what's going on with
you and the governess?

Don't worry about details.
She eats out of my hand.

That's just fine. And now
put on this dress.

And you, get lost.

You'd better go to your wife.

All right. But don't forget
that I found her first.

You don't own her.

Maybe not. But watch out.

Come on, let's go.

But not like this!

You walk like a peasant.
Come on, I'll show you.

Look at me!

- Like this. Seen it?
- I've seen it.

Well, gracefully.

We leave this one.

And by the way,
when you meet other men,

don't tease them, just behave
very innocent and naive.

I see it.

Very pretty.

Oh shit.

Just like this.

Good day, sir. I'm delighted
to make your acquaintance.

- I would...
- Manou!

What's going on here?

My lord.

Pardon, my lord, always a pleasure.

What are you doing here?

Nothing special sir,
I'm just having some fun.

Well well.
I hope you're alone?

Everything's quiet here, sir.

I've been visiting your wife
and talked about the new maid.

Good. And now repare the chapel
for prayer. I'll change meanwhile.

Very well, sir.

Come on out.

Hurry up.

Good day, ma'am.
- Exactly.

Very good.
That should do the trick.

- Oh shit!
- Don't worry.

You can do it.

If he recognises me.

Quiet now.

I've met him before.

- He's is our landlord.
- He'll recognise me.

- The Count Fraguette.
- Is it really him?

- I know him, I tell you.
- And he knows you?

- Are you sure?
- He used to be at Lulu's.

- This explains the devotion.
- This is usual.

Be quiet now.

It's all right.

He's badly in need.

I wish you a good night.

I must ask something.
I'd like very much...

Please don't use that word!

- I want to caress your breasts.
- You're a monster.

You're obsessed with sex.

- You always try to force me.
- What do you want?

It's nature.

- Well. If you insist.
- Yes, I insist.

Then go ahead.

No, not undressed.

Aren't you enjoying it?

- What is it?
- Not your father.

It's me.

I saw light and thought you
might want some coffee.

- That was kind of you.
- Oh, well. I'm very kind.

What are you reading?

Something uplifting?

Absolutely. It is philosophy.

Philosophy?
I don't understand it.

- Is that all you think about?
- Yes, Socrates.

Ah, Socrates.
Is that a woman?

- It's a man.
- Just like you.

No, he was a genius.

Socrates was the philosopher who
founded the school of maieutics.

Maieutics, eh?

Tell me something.

You see,
there's yet something else.

- You don't drink your coffee?
- I don't need it to grow up.

- What are you doing?
- Nothing.

- I unbutton your dress.
- Why?

I want to have a closer look
at the young count

and find out how
he spends his nights.

Don't make such noise.

- What are you waiting for?
- For you, my dear husband.

I'm coming. Shut up.

I am hiding here.

Oh, it's you.

Here, take this.

Otherwise I let it fall yet.

- Got it?
- But yes.

What will you do now?
Tell me where you were?

I can't explain it now.

But at the Count?

At the small one.
Won't he talk?

He who you call the small one
looks more like this.

I don't care. But he had his fun?

He must rest for a while now.
He doesn't need a school anymore.

- What time is it?
- Six thirty.

Well, here you go.
Go right ahead.

And you... want it too?

But of course. Do you think
I let my Manou down?

Good day, Sebastian.

Good day, Mlle Martine.

What a beautiful day.
Isn't it?

- Are you hurt?
- Ah, yes. I ran into something...

- What happened?
- An accident.

I took a stroll in the garden,
as I often do at night.

And suddenly... Pang!

Just like that?

- With the help of my wife.
- Your wife? How so?

She's terribly jealous.

She doesn't understand that I
like to look at the stars at night.

She believes that I'm
visiting a whore.

- A whore? What is that?
- Oh, excuse me.

I shouldn't use that word.
I'm very sorry.

I shouldn't say such
things to a lady.

But why not?

Well, how to say it; they are
women who live a different life.

They are, so to speak,
very easy-going.

They're what?

These women do it with anyone.

- Marc, get up. It's broad daylight.
- What time is it?

11am. Why aren't you up yet?

I don't know. All this learning
makes me tired I guess.

It's probably normal when
you don't have to work.

Have you been out last night?

I was working here.

Currently I study Socrates,
it takes all my time.

There are some questions that
require my entire concentration.

I need to learn all that.

- Do you have a new suit?
- Just that one.

How inapt. Your mother died only two
years ago and you wear a bright suit?

Come on.
Two years are enough.

Would your mother agree?

I intend to bring you up as
a decent, respectable man.

A worker,
who is his father's pride.

A man who sleeps at night and
gets up at a reasonable hour.

Not a Parisian gigolo,

who also speaks like one,

and is slave of sin.

- Who told you to put flowers
in my room? - Nobody ma'am.

- It was my idea.
- Very attentive. You show initiative.

Very well, ma'am.

The red roses smell wonderful.

What do you want?

I'd be happy to bring you flowers.

But yes. Of course.

May I also clean the room?

Yes, of course.

Why are you so sad?

But don't cry.

I can tell you,
crying doesn't help.

- What do you say?
- You cry because of Mark, right?

- Mark doesn't exist for me.
- Oh, no. On the contrary.

Tears don't change anything.

They only make ugly.

Let your charm work.

My charm?

Sure, it always works.

Open your neckline a little...

You've got such a beautiful body.

One should never close
that door of understanding.

If he gets curious...

he finds an open door.

I can't do that.
What shall he think?

He'll find me too intrusive.

Maybe. But you call me,
I'll come.

Excuse me,
your grandfather is calling.

Chapter 41:
How to deal with multiple fornication?

That interests me.
Here we go:

Escalating fornication is a serious
threat for the battalion's morale.

However, ongoing onanism
will also cause demoralisation.

From time to time a soldier
will need to meet a willing girl.

Even with oral and anal practise,
satisfactory results can be achieved.

When a soldier is
in company with girls,

the soldier should use
his full attention.

However, his main focus should always
remain on the welfare of the battalion.

In case of excessive activities
salt tablets prevent drying out.

Salt tablets!

What is it, Martine?

- It's Marc. He seems to be very ill.
- Where is he?

- In his room.
- Stay here. I'll go.

- But why?
- Stay here. Wait for me.

Very good, Marc. Just like that.

- What is it?
- Go to the salon. I'll come.

That's it.

Oh, my love.

Well done!

- Is it serious?
- Serious?

Eh, well, I don't think so.

Mark is not... actually sick...
He's just... how to say it,

very excited.

- I'll keep him company.
- No, leave him alone.

But why? Poor Marc.

He isn't really sick.
He'll be better soon.

Soon?

He's just tired out.

Tired out?

How to say it...
He just has his ups and downs.

- Maybe it is a rare disease?
- Rare?

No, the symptoms are...
rather common,

especially for young men
at his age.

It goes away by itself.

That happens sometimes.

- Is it curable?
- I can't imagine

With you,
he'll be quite normal.

I don't understand.

We need to support him
in this crisis.

He must stay in his room at night.

- Tonight also?
- But yes.

Oh, my God.

Listen. When you go to sleep
at night, lock all doors.

Then he has to
stay in his room.

Quick! Hide!
Come on!

Hurry up!

Oh, sir.

It's you.

- Are you alone?
- Of course, sir. What do you think?

It's something very urgent.

- And here we go.
- I see what you mean.

Come on, give me!

Well, I know you from Lulu's.

You make my fire blaze.

Yes. And you're the one
with the goldhorn.

- Goldhorn?
- Yes, goldhorn.

Is it good for you?
- Yes!

Stop, stop!

- What is it, Célestine?
- Raise up!

Hide over there!

There, behind the screen!

- What are you...?
- Always at your service, sir.

- May I come in?
- Of course.

What's the matter, dear?
You are so hot.

Nothing, dear.
Everything's alright.

I just had to come.
I couldn't sleep.

I only think about you.

Oh, my angel.

I always imagine how you
lie naked on your bed.

You can't get enough of me.
What do you want?

- I want to make love.
- What you waiting for then?

When I'm with you, I can't
think of anything else.

I feel exactly the same.

Let's spend the night together.

- If's all I want.
- Just like me.

Wait... that's it.

Yes, it's so good.

You know how it works.
What's going on there?

No, not tonight.

Do you really want to be
without your Sebastian?

- What's that?
- Hide behind the screen. Quick!

Mlle Lurzune.

Good evening, my love.

I'll make you forget
all the others.

The grandfather's calling.
Quick, behind the curtain.

How's it going?
Enjoying yourself?

You are mad, grandfather.
Go back to bed!

You're unreasonable.
Back to bed!

Just one question.

I need to tell you. Only from your
reading I'm feeling like I'm 60 again.

When I see you, I have
to try it out right away.

Nothing for me?

Only for the rest of the family.

What a beauty you are.

If I only was
15 years younger.

So delicate.

Lie down on the bed.

And now read.

Treat me with a good read.

Chapter 83: The question
of the chance for happiness.

To preserve your virginity
contact a young cousin.

Spend the whole night cuddling
together, face to face.

Then allow your mouths run wild.

And taste the sweet wine
of one another.

Pauline showed me all
sorts of pleasures.

She rubbed my flower until a fountain
of pleasure squirted out of me.

And finally I labe myself
with her nectar.

And like a good student she followed
the instructions from the teacher.

And all the fun...

Oh, shit.

You can't get up now.

No point in complaining.
Get in there.

What's going on?

Am I disturbing?

- Not at all.
- Can we talk a little?

- No problem, I haven't slept yet.
- Thank you.

I hope it doesn't bother
you, I can't sleep.

There's something that
keeps me awake.

I was wondering...
if you could show me how...

how to seduce a man.

I don't know any other woman
I could talk to.

Well...

If it doesn't bother you, Célestine,
could you show me some tricks?

But gladly. When you first
have the chance in this house.

Very neat.

You are really a beauty.

What am I doing here?

There's yet someone else.

No, no, no, no!

This house is too big for
me. It's too much work.

Anyone you don't like?

I need time for myself,
I can't play everyone's mother.

- Whose?
- You for example.

- Yes.
- Neither do I.

- Where's your mother?
- Dead.

I refuse to mourn.
I'm too young and too pretty.

And also too much of a whore,
to fit in here...

You'll see soon enough,
you nasty bitch.

I'm here and
I've come to stay.

You only know to live like a whore.
And nothing else.

You'll have your surprises.

I did it only for the money.

How can you
have fun otherwise.

Without money, no fun.

Dinner with champagne
at Maxim's.

Nice clothes and jewellery.

All this costs.

And we? You and me.
And he also.

When you make love, then
you also get something.

Me? Why me?

Alone you don't come far.

So you look for a guy who
provides you with all the amenities.

What do you know
about it?

That you can't come far with
such a sanctimonious attitude.

I know also that you'll wait
a long time for a husband.

And who wants a slut like you?

Search, bitch.

Why are you fighting?

Excuse me, sir.
It was my fault.

I just said, that all this
is too much work for me.

In this house.

You want to leave us?

But no. I have a friend who looks,
for work and would be happy to apply.

If you want I can ask her.

Excellent idea.

By the way... could you take more
care more of the ma'am?

- But of course, sir.
- All right.

Good. As for the other girl,
what's her name?

Her name is Janine.

But are you sure that she will
meet the requirements?

Is she discreet?

Oh yes, just like me, sir.

Very good.
Tell her she can come.

I thank you, sir.

You hadn't thought that, right?

Would you drive me?

- Of course.
- Let's go!

Bitch!

Voila!

I'll wait for you.

Well, shall we go?

Hey, come here!

- Are you the new maid?
- Yes.

- And who are you?
- I'm Sebastian, the gardener.

I can take your bag.

Is it full of jewellery?
Are you so rich?

If it would be full of jewellery,
I wouldn't need this one.

This is gonna be fun.

This way...

That was really quick!

My wife calls me
Sebastian "Rapido”.

- Are you always so rude?
- Sure.

Get me some food. I'm hungry.
Now it's your turn.

Too bad,
I guess I'm late.

Too late and too early!

I'll teach you how
to treat a lady.

I'm so happy to see you.

Here it's as before,
but much more fun.

Come, I'll introduce you.

- Did you meet Sebastian?
- Yes.

That bastard!

Manou, ma'am.

Come in!

A cigar?

I haven't smoked
for a long time.

- Feel dizzy?
- No no, it's fine.

Ah, that feels good.

Ma'am told me that you alone
can't manage all the work.

But she doesn't know why.

She believes it really.

I hope nobody will tell her
the real reason.

Not me at least.
Believe me.

By the way, is there someone
who could interest me?

Well, there is Marc, a nice boy,
this size, no, more like this...

And always at our service.

You didn't answer my question.

I think you'll
have your chance.

Oh, he'll have to suffer.

Maybe a little bonding?

He has a cute little bum...

Go on!

Afterwards... well after we've done it,
he kisses me always all over.

- With him it's nice. Good stamina.
- Really?

And then...

there's young Martine.
She's very adorable and sweet.

She doesn't know anything
about love yet.

She is nineteen and in love.

In love with her cousin.

Go on. I'm so excited.

Then there's grandfather. He always
wants to be read dirty stories.

What a nasty family.

A funny family.

Wait! I'm not done yet.
Then there's the governess.

She plays always very serious,
but she has a fiery temper.

Oh, my God.

So I have to work at night.

But it's paradise.

- Then there's the landlord.
You know him. - From where?

One of Lulu's clients.

He could always
do it several times.

We used to call him
"Goldhorn".

Ah, Goldhorn.

Really?

Here he's the mighty lord.

Do you think he likes me?

But don't talk about the daughter.
I'll take care of that alone.

How so?

Currently he's trying to understand
his daughter and I help him.

Oh well. Fine with me.

- And how's it going with
the other work? - Quite good.

Oh, honey.

Not like this. Much slower.
Calm down.

Be patient and your pleasure
will increase.

Yes, exactly.

But now...

But now...

Couldn't you wait
a little longer?

I really love your cock.

Just like that.

Slowly... yes, that's it.

The Marquise was always
very open-minded.

Especially when I could
dive into the sea...

of her voluptuous lush body with
all my erogenous organs.

Mursule?

Yes, ma'am?

I don't understand all that.

What do you mean, ma'am?

I think my husband has an affair.

Impossible. He admires you.

He only looks at you.

He is so good-mannered
and honourable.

Mursule?

I must win my husband back.

Touch her tenderly.

No, not like this.

You have to pinch them.

Oh, that's depraved.

Just go on, Martine.
You'll like it very soon.

That's not sex yet.

Very good.

Martine, you must listen to me.

Ah, how evil.

Look.
Pinch them like this.

Then they get hard.

That feels good, doesn't it?

Gently.

Nice, huh?

And now: Sex.

How's that?

Now you.

- Your friend likes it here, no?
- Oh yes, very.

No competition?

No, all prostitutes are similar.

We're all offering you
the same goods.

She's a real friend.
No cruel intentions.

I want to discuss something with you.

To discuss it with a whore
is not so easy.

Just say it. Is it important?

Very important.

Well, Celestine. I think
I love you. I do love you.

- This is the first time for me,
but since we met... - Really?

Unfortunately I can't say it
in @ more romantic way.

Honestly, yes,
I'm lost in you.

Completely.

You're simply marvellous.

Woman, lover and friend.

All at once.

You find me silly, huh?

But no, not at all.

I'm deeply touched.

You're the first man who
tells me something like this.

This is really different from
always wanting that one thing.

Of all the men I know,
you're the sweetest.

Maybe I don't understand it.

Explain to me what you mean.

I don't know any faithful men.

I've been in love,
I have desired but

I have never received
more wonderful love letters.

- What do you mean?
- I'm an extraordinary lover.

But afterwards I'm quickly
forgotten as a person.

Not only by someone
who is as kind as you.

I belong to all.

I just want to be the
most loved woman in the world.

I love them all, either they're
mad poets or important politicians.

And of course,
the nobles and kings.

The crooks and the strong ones.

Their company is for me the
best part. I really think that.

It could be anybody.

Yes, I understand.

Definitely.

So you serve the whole of humanity.

Maybe eventually you're not
the ideal woman anyway.

Come on... more.

Come, come!

I love your goldhorn.

- That was good.
- Célestine?

- I love you!
- Oh no.

It will change much,
Celestine.

- You won't be a whore anymore.
- But that's what I am.

Just wait and let me tell you
about my plan.

In the long run you'll
only get bored. - No!

Goodbye, my love.

See you soon,
I'll wait, my love.

So do I. Now run!

Célestine!

Célestine!

Who's there?

My name's Matthias Vayonne.
Don't you know me?

- You haven't forgotten Matthias?
- Well, no. - So...

It seems to go good for you.
Congratulations.

I'm a maid.

A maid, aha?

So you know a lot about
what's going on here?

- So what shall I do?
- You? Nothing. On the contrary.

Listen!

I have a plan. And you know
how it looks inside the house.

- Of course I know it.
- Of course you do.

You let me in through the back door,
and show me where the valuables are.

Then I grab the jewellery, the
money and what else.

You just want to rob them.
I won't help you. Never!

You will help me. Otherwise
I'll work a little bit on you.

Try it. Come on!

Not now. You'll do
something else first.

I have caught Janine, ma'am's maid.
Something could happen to her...

Don't you dare, you bastard!

- Wanna bet?
I don't care, I won't do anything!

You will!
Otherwise it's you!

I'll take you with me and
we'll have a lot of fun, I tell you.

You're nothing but
a depraved swine.

Do what I say or Janine
will suffer.

At midnight...

Otherwise I'll bump you off!

I have understood.
Agreed.

The old Cardinal enjoyed
from time to time...

the gentle treatment of his
zebedee by a friendly hand.

That hand belonged to Claudine,
who willingly helped the old man.

His ward had imagined her work
to be rather different from that.

Then she raised herself.

That wasn't a part of
the usual procedure.

Célestine?
What's the matter with you?

Don't you enjoy it?

What's the matter?

What's the matter?

Just put it down.

I'm so sorry,
but I must leave you.

What are you saying?
Why do you want to leave us?

I love you, grandpa.

You'll miss me.

What will you do now,
my little dove?

I won't forget the time
we had together.

One more time?
Can you resist me?

Don't you like?

I fear my strength has left me.

Really? Are you sure?

He's dead.

Maybe not?
Shall we see?

I'm almost a corpse.

A living corpse.

Should I stop?

I don't know.

Come here!

- Come here...
- What's the matter, Monique?

Aren't you alright?

Quite the contrary.
Won't you come to me?

Today it will be very different.

Don't you think, my love?

But what is...?

My dear friend,
what is going on?

My friend? My friend...
I don't want to talk now...

Now I wanna see how
you screw me.

Oh, my God!

Yes, stay like that!

This way.

Hold the bag!

What are you doing there?

What's this?
Are you crazy?

What are you doing
with all those things?

Hold the bag!

Blockhead!

That's enough!

- Where's Janine?
- Sleeping. Come on!

Come on! No one will
follow us so fast.

Quick!

Hurry up!

Why? Why?

She certainly
knew the man well.

Good morning, M. Marc.

Good morning, sir.

I lost my will to live.

What a woman!

This joy, that strength.

And what know-how.

And what a patience.

How could she do this to us?

She must have been threatened.

She didn't care so much for money
and jewellery. It was this bastard!

- Who was it?
- I've no idea why she helped him.

And now?

If we just sit here,
we'll never find it out.

There aren't many possible offenders.
Who knew our little girl?

That's the great question here!

And also...
how could he force her?

Perhaps a former employee?

- And the police?
- No police. I don't want a scandal.

But we must find them.

I've an idea. I know the bistro where
she used to be. And Janine too.

- Let's go!
- Come on, come on!

Come on, Marc. Let's go.

Come on,
don't cry now, my Cherie.

It's me.

Not a word.
There's nothing in it.

Shall I slap you?

Come on in!

What's there to see?

None of your business.

Don't talk to me like that!

Or it will go you ill.

Well, how do you want it?

Who's there?

The maid.
I want to make the beds.

- They're clean enough.
- Don't say that. Let me in!

Come back later.
Dammit!

Voila!

Grandpa!

And what about me?
I took care of him.

My dear children. I'm glad
that we are all gathered here.

It's a different life now.

I am convinced that we all
will have a good time together.

For the future, the maid and the
lady's maid

will be exclusively serving us.

Gently.

I've been waiting
a long time for this.

That's it!

My wild stallion!

Oh yes, my love!

It is so cute! We are
no longer needed here!

I agree,
there's no more reason.

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