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THE CONTRACT

Have you found another girl? A bigger apartment?

I have to leave, you need to understand this.

Understand what?

That I saw Gino Long a killing a man and a woman tonight, at the restaurant!

Long a! The guy who testified before the commission of inquiry!

For Christ's sake! Remember!

We saw him on TV!

Certainly, she's a petty bourgeois, and she'll prepare the meal on time.

Long a saw me!

My deposition could take him to the electric chair!

Wake up, for Christ's sake! I have to pull up stakes!

I'm the only witness! He'll have me killed, if I stay here!

Is he the gangster on TV?

I have to go.

I'll write you as soon as I can.

- I'm just a harmless retailer. - A harmless retailer...

...in whose shop customers get killed!

A respectable restaurant where mafia feeds itself off.

An honest man, who loses his smell when he gets paid with stinky money.

So, are you getting off or not?

How's old Langevin doing?

He's fine, Rantis, he's fine.

You actually saw him yesterday, haven't you?

Oh, if Pallard doesn't pay, chase him down.

Oh, Mr Didier, it could be just a passing matter.

He's an honest man, he's only asking for one additional month.

Listen, Rantis, I did not ask for your counsel. Chase him down.

- Alright, sir. - Oh, and if you want to come for dinner...

I'll gladly do so.

Catherine...

I'm done.

Catherine!

UNIFIED LIST

Thomas...

Thomas, what are you doing here?

I came here to kiss my dear mother.

If that's why you came all the way from America for...

...kiss me!

Wow, Juliette, you pick them young!

Shut up! He's her son!

You haven't changed much, from what I see.

Just call me "mum".

Three years ago, this young man went to the New World.

Not even a goodbye, or a call.

He suddenly comes back and I should kill the fatted calf!

I don't expect that much from you.

I just want a room.

Listen, Thomas, we don't have to argue immediately.

For that, things should be different.

I warn you, you can have a room just for a few days.

You don't have to come with me, I know the way.

Thomas...

You know... nobody's expecting you in town.

Mr Pallard is just having some troubles. But he's a good man.

My dear Rantis,

honesty is a virtue only when it's a hit.

When it doesn't work, it's a failure.

- Thank you. - I told him this morning.

It doesn't count what you said!

And Rantis knows it well.

- Don't you, Rantis? - Of course, sir.

Ah, how good are these critters creaking between the teeth!

Didier is a moron,

but he's marrying you.

- Shall I serve you, Mr Didier? - No, thank you.

Listen, Rantis, you have to seek

and find someone who'd buy the lands off the books.

But do it discreetly.

If word gets out I'm behind this, the prices will rise.

Perhaps Jacques could do it. Instead of Mr Rantis.

Rantis,

you will handle this.

I'm counting on you.

It will be my pleasure, Mr Langevin.

There's nothing better at rue de Passy. Exactly the same style.

Just because you slept with the daughter of Duguay's Building Firm,

doesn't mean you'll enter building trade.

People are worried...

All these Portuguese, Spanish, Arab people coming for your shipyards...

Let me tell you something.

In less than ten years,

all these foreigners will have knocked up half of the girls in this country.

And nobody will call them “immigrants”, they'll be voters.

- I love you. - Thomas.

Speaking about foreigners.

It appears that Chanard's son is back in town.

So?

Somebody might be interested.

There are a lot of great doctors in Switzerland for polished pregnant girls.

Nobody cares about the past.

Perhaps he's only here for a few days.

Excuse me?

Uh... nothing, sir.

At least, we got to talk about something.

We could talk about you, then.

It's not exactly something to be proud of, isn't it?

I'd like to know what you're suggesting, Didier, and personally I don't think that...

Enough!

I expect a modicum of dignity from all of you.

Rumours always start from servants lies.

What do you mean?

I mean that I'm watching you.

And I hear you.

Mister "I command".

Aren't you tired of lying flat on your stomach?

- Catherine. - Well, there you are!

The substitute father.

It's a riot.

No, sir. It's a revolution.

Is the whole world crying out for me?

I think you'll come to apologise.

That's not an option.

What are you looking for? A divorce?

Why not?

Remember, prenups are clear.

Luc bears my name, and you've yielded the majority of shares to me.

You won't have a thing.

Didier,

tell me you love me.

Ah, you're wallowing in the bourgeois drama.

If you don't come with me...

Tell him I caught malaria, a souvenir from my African travels...

...that I'm a junkie and I'm mad as a hatter. They'll be pleased.

Tulia. Tulia, my dear.

Do you recall how much we liked each other?

We were so into each other.

I do what I want, as I want and whenever I want it.

Perhaps, after all...

You're afraid of others, too.

Your cloak is always wonderful, you know?

You haven't put on weight, your hips are sunken in,

your ankles are thin...

You haven't changed.

Is America nice?

Is marriage nice?

Always like cats and dogs, eh?

I'd like a room.

With a bath, of course.

Fill out this request form, please.

For police.

Well, this is funny.

I haven't seen an American since the Liberation days.

I was 18.

I can say that they made me dance...

- In many ways... - So?

Well, my son came back from the US just yesterday.

And this morning, a man asked me for a room. He is American.

Like you.

A man?

Yes, well, a man of your kind.

The good kind.

He's an engineer.

Trust me, if it were possible...

I would hire you.

I thought men in their 40s

were those overage to get hired.

No, but if you knew my problems...

They want me to find a pearl in the dirt.

Soon I'll have to hire them fresh out of college.

You're not that green.

You see, you've always been a big mouth.

I don't think anything is different on that front.

A big mouth.

Hello? Didier?

I'm sorry, my dear Thomas.

There's no place for amateurs in the motors world.

We need experts.

Besides, you're an artist, aren't you?

Here today, and somewhere else tomorrow.

This city will soon beat you down.

Would you like me to go to hell, eh?

Let's not overreact. Nobody wants the sinner to die.

No, it's just that... there's no guarantee that...

...your personality would suit our customers. They're too...

Too bourgeois, maybe.

It's impossible...

You were waiting for me...

You've gone over your part, haven't you?

Please!

We already have a full staff.

I don't have the right face for what you can offer me, eh?

But what is wrong with you people?

You want to know? You're irritating.

- Who? - The old man.

He left strict orders.

He keeps this city and his sons in his pocket, with the dough!

You can either behave or die.

So nobody is going to hire you, end of story.

You see, Thomas, I'm not a bad guy.

But trust me, you'd better leave. Nobody is going to hire you.

There you go.

It shouldn't get worse with this.

Plus, with all these lands you're visiting in the wind!

I'll fix you an inhalation for tonight.

“Inhalation”?

What do you want?

There's definitely someone in town who wants to spit on your face.

And that someone is going to hire me.

Who's that man?

- Luc? - Mum!

Mum!

There are a lot of great doctors in Switzerland for polished pregnant girls.

Mum, who's that man?

How much?

How much for what?

How much do you want to leave this town immediately?

Ah, that's what you meant?

To the bride!

Why even go to Venice?

You end up in a two-room flat with a kitchen.

No, it's not a matter of language.

Besides, you look single, you can't understand.

Listen, a funny thing happened.

I don't care about funny things.

I have a question for you.

You have never cared about anything I had to say.

Tell me,

how long after I left did Catherine give birth?

You already know?

There's always a good soul with a big mouth.

The baby was born five months

after your... disappearance.

- That's all I wanted to know. - What do you want to do?

Listen...

I owe 4 millions to old Langevin, for the hotel's renovation works.

I don't even have a penny.

I warn you, you can have a room just for a few days.

You see, you've always been a big mouth.

How much?

If you don't pay within 48 hours, I'll have to take legal steps.

But Mr Langevin told me he could wait.

- Business is so bad... - His orders are strict.

Either you pay or I confiscate.

It's been a pleasure.

Is that what you're looking for?

What do you want from me?

Why don't you shoot me?

Inspector Hobbart, Criminal Police.

You've witnessed the homicides inside the French restaurant.

You can incriminate the killer. Gino Long a did it, right?

If I confirm here, you won't have an official record.

You won't be able to use it.

You have to come with me. Believe me, it's for your own good.

But if I go back to New York, I'm a dead man, you know that.

While here I've nothing to fear, you have no rights.

You have nothing to fear? You moron!

You have nothing to fear, uh?

Cobra 32.

Remington sniper rifle.

Sniper scope.

If you need to grab something, go, Chanard.

There's no point in wasting time.

He won't shoot.

He knows that if he kills a cop, even an American one,

he won't get far, in France.

A scotch, please.

Double.

I slipped in the bathroom.

Another double for the gentleman.

Checkmate, with the lady's move.

No, my dear Nathalie, I'm not looking for my wife,

I just wanted to talk to her and I thought she came to visit you.

Aren't you her best friend?

Fine...

My teddy bear!

- Didn't Madam say where she was going? - Madam never does, Sir.

I'm staying with you, Thomas.

Forever.

You love nice houses,

cars, thoroughbreds, jewels.

It's you I love.

Luc is your son.

I want to live with you.

To live...

I'm sorry, we don't have a single car left to rent.

It's a small town, we don't have that many visitors in the wintertime.

Actually, I just rented the last available car to this man,

who's American, like you.

Did Catherine come here to pick up her Matra?

Oh, no. Yet it's been ready since yesterday.

There was an air bubble. Oh, you could at least say good morning!

Oh, leave me alone. You haven't seen her today?

Uh, I haven't, but... you could go check nearby the Hotel des Bons Vivants.

You asshole!

A husband?

A cuckold, yes!

A disgruntled one, too.

You must leave, now.

I'll go get Luc. We're staying with you.

That's off the table!

Do you love me?

You need me...

That's what you think.

I need you...

I need you from five to seven in a hotel room, to make love.

I need you to feed the gossip troll of all these sneaky people.

I've avenged myself.

You can go back to your husband, and to your beautiful, dear family.

The kid is a bonus.

I love you, Catherine. You cannot know they're going to kill me.

I know you love me.

I don't understand.

Get out!

Tell yourself you had a decent fuck!

In a matter of days, you'll go back to being a respectable woman.

With a little scandal. A tiny one.

Something to dream for ten years.

Thomas...

You're still here?

Careful, we'll end up in the water!

- Just come over. - Ah! This dog!

Oh, great! Fantastic!

- So? You have fun being quiet? - Is there any scotch left?

What do you want us to say? Sorry for your loss?

You want to be famous, don't you? Like Victor Hugo.

Do you want something to drink?

Besides, it's your fault after all. Everybody knew that she'd slept with him.

And when she came back, all you had to do was kicking her ass off, smart guy!

Instead you've taken the big package! Now it's all over town.

And what do you intend to do?

I don't know. What would you do if you were me?

But we're not in your position, you big man!

I know you, you would have loved it!

Hey, we can't leave it to the ducks!

What's fun is everybody will have forgotten about it in 8 days.

- Forgetting is another story! - Let's not make a big deal out of it.

It would be enough for me, if he left.

If he left, of course. But how to make him do it?

Listen, I tell you. Either with money or fear.

So far, they haven't created anything better.

Money... I know him, he won't take it.

And fear...

Is your son upstairs? With Catherine?

Mr Langevin, please... He's alone.

- Please, he's going to leave. - Yes, I'm going to help him.

Sorry, I wasn't waiting for you.

Perhaps your were waiting for Catherine.

Are you afraid?

Yes, it's true, I'm afraid.

Do you really want it?

Didier Langevin wants to fight like a stevedore!

Times change.

- Where are we going? - We'll see.

There is no shortage of quiet places, in the area. The car's downstairs.

Thomas, where are you going?

Don't worry, I'm going for a walk.

I'm with a friend, am I?

- Ouch! - Here, have a drink!

Do you like the view? Is it nice?

- Ouch! - Perhaps you miss the buildings, do you?

Have him drink a little! Have him drink!

Come on, with friends like us, Chanard! We've known each other since we were kids.

Come on, drink some more!

Come on! Come on, again!

It's Chanard, Chanard, Chanard,

it's Chanard that we want!

Don't be an idiot, you can't kill him!

We should go for it in case there are some wild ducks.

Come on!

Come here!

Oh, very pretty!

Bosses in the buff! Bosses in the buff!

Bosses in the buff! Bosses in the buff!

Urgent telegram for Mr Hobbart.

Hotel des Bons Vivants.

Return New York immediately without Thomas Chanard.

Long a not guilty. Case closed. District attorney Gibson.

Are you ready?

Ready?

I'm leaving with you. Isn't that what you wanted?

Are you sure you don't want to wait until you feel better?

A day or two?

No.

Today.

Since you're the one who's asking for it.

He is born, the Heav'nly Child

Oboes play. Set bagpipes sounding

He is born, the Heav'nly Child

Let all sing His nativity.

'Tis four thousand years and more,

prophets have foretold His coming,

'Tis four thousand years and more,

have we waited this happy hour.

Mr Hobbart! Mr Hobbart!

Telegram.