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THE TWO LITTLE ORPHANS

Par�s, 1865.

City of joy, city of pleasures. Lights, flowers, champagne.

Who wanted to have fun had serious fun.

The honest were truly honest

and scoundrels truly scoundrels.

Music, passions, madness! A happy time!

The trains were going 35 per hour, but they were going.

The white plan cost two salaries, but for two embezzlement salaries,

a minister committed suicide. Beautiful time! Simple time.

When Jean-Paul Sartre was called Saverio de Montepin,

y Rita Hayworth, Sarah Bernhard.

Time of contrasts. Behold,

As the city turns on thousands of lights for a night of lust and orgia,

in a small school for orphans the last song of the night ...

prepare simple souls an honest repose.

They are all orphans. Orphans the girls

Orphan the Director,

orphan the dog Josephine,

Battista and his friend Gasparre. They are all orphans.

Ladies! Get ready for dinner.

As soon as dinner is served, come see me at the office.

Yes, Miss Director.

Oh! Goodness! We are also going to eat!

How vulgar you are! You only think about eating.

And this plant, why haven't you fixed it?

First we eat, then we talk.

Learn to obey and not argue orders! Short!

- What do I have to cut? - Everything that stands out. Hurry!

At this hour!

- Silencio! - Basta ya!

Everyone was crying.

"It is said that the maid of Orleans, full of mystical fervor ...

�Matilde!

- Will I come to find you tonight? - Yes, after dinner.

- When does the Director leave? - In the morning.

- There it is! It's all written! They will follow my directions. - Yes.

And will you be away for a long time?

Without you, this house will seem empty.

You know well why I'm going, my dear Battista.

It is a great test of confidence. Will I be worthy?

Everything will be fine, I promise you, Director.

Don't think too much about music and above all

- do not write poetry. - They're for you, miss!

Battista! Make sure Gasparre doesn't do the usual nonsense.

- I would be devastated if when I returned ... - Gasparre is no longer a boy.

Remember that in a school for orphans,

- No man must enter! - Sure.

- See you tomorrow, - Yes.

- before leaving. - Yes.

- What have you done? - You told me to stand out!

- But you've cut everything! - What is my fault?

- I cut one, and the other stood out. - But you don't ...

I follow orders. You have said to blunt, and I blunt everything!

This sticks out and I cut it. The one that cuts, stands out.

He has told me: "Where it stands out, cut".

Hey! My plume!

Say nothing, for God's sake!

What does it matter to me?

"Oh, gentle Director, like a bird to fly ...

"Oh, oh, oh! O gentle Headmistress, as a little bird flies ...

- What is that? Where did you get it from? - Stand out!

- Did you stand out? - From a hat.

- Where? - In the garden.

- How what in the garden? An officer! - Crazy stuff!

If the Director finds out, there will be a scandal!

- He entrusted us with the school. We have to defend it! - It's true!

�Vamos!

- And then? - My father is very uncompromising,

I will never allow myself to marry an orphan.

- If so, I'd rather die! - Not.

- Battista! - Oh, Giorgio, I'm lost!

This way, come with me!

Blessed girl! See what happens for being disobedient!

- Have you heard everything? - What does that have to do with it, come with me!

- And you, go away! - No, wait, I'm going too!

- This is your little house, right? - Yes, it's my booth.

Here you are safe. Peaceful.

- What are you doing? - The guard.

- But the rifle is unloaded! - Yes, but it's always a rifle.

Enough already! Don't move from here! I'm going to see what the Director wants.

I beg you, help me! Be good.

Well ... hopefully you don't realize it. What a shame! In the garden with a man,

While your companions sleep like little angels!

- If you want, I can kill you. - Who?

- The military man, that of the plume. - No, I love him.

- So, how about the director? - Not.

- Born to the Baptist? - No!

I kill the girls! I make a scab!

- What do you want me to do? - But why?

Because with a rifle in my hands I am a threat to Europe!

And then you're an orphan, and I'm an orphan,

If we don't help each other, who helps us? The UNRRA?

Everything in its place! The Director has not noticed.

- Are you crying? - He loves it.

And her father doesn't want me to marry.

Could it be because ... you don't have a family?

- Poor thing! And what will you do? - I have decided:

- I'll take my life. - No! - Oh yeah!

Don't go around with compliments, if you need me.

- What are you doing? - If you want to kill yourself, I have a rifle ...

- Get out! Enough already! - Excuse.

Miss, first of all

- Give me a lock of your hair. - To take it to him? - Not.

Oh! It's useless, it's all over now.

No! To take it to a fortune teller.

He will reveal his past to us.

- You will tell us your father's name so you can get married. - Now!

- Are you sure? - Sure!

We will go tomorrow morning, when the Director has left.

- �Corta! - �Enseguida!

Nerd.

- No! A mech n! - Ah, a poquit n. - S , a poquit n.

We agree, huh? No nonsense. Come on! Go.

- In agreement. - Okay? - Thank you, Battista.

No, no ... How pretty!

Come on! Go.

- She's pretty, huh? - Come out!

- Do you have your hair in a safe place? - In your pocket, on a piece of paper. - Good!

Please don't lose it.

- Who will be the girl's father? - Bah!

- And I, whose son am I? - From a barber.

With that mania to cut everything!

- What about you? - I have always thought that I am the son of a nobleman.

Maybe from a Prince or not, better, from a musician.

I love music very much. The music moves me, makes me cry.

A voice tells me that my father must be a great composer.

sometimes I seem to hear a music, a sweet lullaby

- which he wrote for me. Dad. - Are you sure?

There is no doubt! I am an aristocrat,

t , a commoner.

- Good night. - Good night.

�Inconsciente!

And in the morning, after offering flowers to the Leaving Director,

scarcely the diligence left,

Battista and Gasparre turn to the fortune teller,

going through the market.

Do you think the fortune teller will settle for these two chickens?

- I think not. - It's too little, huh?

- And then? - I'll take care of it!

The chickens! The chickens!

Est� aqu�.

Madame T r se. Yes, it is here.

- You wait for me here, I'm going to find out. - Who's moving!

- Please. Have you brought your hair? - Maybe I'm bald!

- Not yours! Matilde's. - Ah! Yes.

Oh my!

No, it is clear that they are not hair.

�Paciencia!

Hey! Get on! It's here! I have found it!

Tell me something, what do you do with your hair?

Don't worry, you'll see.

Good morning Excuse me, sir, is the guess good?

- '' Is it great? - Don't you know?

- He has predicted that soon we will have a child. - Oh yeah? Very good! Congratulations!

- We already have five girls. - Girls? - Hey, girls! - Exactly, that's what I say.

- Our dream is to have an heir. - Boy? - Hey, boy. - Exactly.

�Giuditta! �Giuditta!

What is it? What is it?

�Un var�n! �Un var�n!

- Geez, how do you guess! - Oysters!

�Vamos!

Good morning, gentlemen! They are where Madame T r se,

international fortune teller, graduated in psychic society,

awarded at the Gorgonzola Epic Bologna Floral Contest.

Here no cheating, no jokes, truth, frankness, loyalty!

With a hair sample, reveal the past, present and future!

Do you have hair? 3 and a half francs, advance payment!

- Do you want the ham? - Ham? Well...

�Bueno, p�ngalo all�!

- How handsome! Brothers? - No, we are two poor orphans.

- Cheese? - What is this station?

- A sea bass? - Well, yeah ...

- Sausage? - This is better.

Okay, put it all there. Go ahead to work!

I beg you to be silent because the noises prevent me from seeing.

Sit down.

The hair?

- For you, Madame. - Thanks.

- Oh, how weird, it stinks of chorizo! - It's the paper's fault.

These hairs belong to a 33-year-old man.

- No, no, an 18-year-old girl. - I said to a 33-year-old man!

- He has not met his parents and his name is Gasparre. - But then..

- Are they yours? - I've lost them. But they are always hairs.

Look, what you are about to see happened 33 years ago.

- Who was the newborn? - It's him!

- Yo? - Good.

Have you understood how things were?

In short, whose son am I?

From the Duke of Latour Lafitte.

- And where is my uncle? - It's there, it's written!

- Read! - I can't read, I only write.

Oh. Calle Varennes.

And shortly after the two orphans,

intoxicated by unforeseeable revelation,

They approach the majestic palace of Latour Lafitte.

Gasparre hits three times.

An impeccable butler opens the door to those two strange visitors.

I am the Duke of Latour Lafitte!

says Gasparre.

The impeccable butler looks at him in surprise,

but then something incredible hits him and lets him in.

Our friends are a bit intimidated.

the steward precedes them,

He makes a sign to go forward and then looks.

Look respectfully at Gasparre.

One moment, I warn Mr. Duque.

Whoops! Look, look!

Another son of a barber! Look what grandparents I have?

- Does it look like me? - A bit.

Look at this one!

Extraordinary! It resembles me, huh?

�Es parecid�simo!

And this other one? Look! This is a priest,

It is nailed to me! It's me!

How not?

Y est of aqu ? M ralo well!

- No, not this one. By God! - Yes!

Ah, yes! I know it looks like you! Go with ... Hey!

- Do you think? - Sure.

- No ... - Yes! - But what ... - Yes!

- Is not true. - I tell you, yes! - But no ... - Hey!

- He'll be crazy, take him out! - One moment.

- Where is he? - In the drawing room, sir. - Well, go!

So I was the son of a barber, huh?

As a barber it's not bad! And now, what do I do with you?

A gardener, and on top with mustaches. Anyway, regardless of ...

Okay. I have understood.

- Where are you going? - On the street.

to beg alone,

- Under the wind, rain, snow ... - You can't!

- Oh, don't you want to? - Nerd. You can not do it.

- Why? - It's August.

Ungrateful and unremarkable! Rich, ungrateful, and unique! Goodbye

- Have you understood? I said "bye". - Goodbye, goodbye!

Yes, I am a poor orphan, instead you ...

It doesn't matter, I'm leaving.

Then do not tell me that we are friends again, because between us

- It's all over! - Everything.

- �Todo! - �Todo!

- `` Adi s! - Goodbye!

- �Bellaco! - �Sinverg�enza!

- �Caradura! - �Delincuente!

- �Carro�a! - �Pat�n!

- �Inmoral! �Degenerado! - �Existencialista!

- �Piojoso! - �Apestoso!

- You ... - Stinky ...

- Brother. - Dear. - Hug me. - Yes.

No, it is not possible.

Nephew! Forgive my shock

But the sudden arrival! So many years of waiting!

Where have you been? We look for you everywhere!

You cannot imagine the pain for the tragic end of your father,

and your disappearance! A destroyed family ...

Excuse me, I open a parenthesis:

How is the family assets? Whole? No mortgage?

- No! - I close parentheses.

Sorry if I interrupt this heartwarming scene, but,

As Mr. Duke's trusted man and administrator,

I have a duty to be prudent.

Yes for sure,

that the missing boy had three triangle-shaped moles on his chest.

You have them! Show them!

Yes! Here they are! Not you, I don't like you!

What's more, take note that this one we fired.

- Yes. - Look! - There is no doubt! It's him!

- Oh! Present what is owed to you and leave. - Do not hesitate.

All accounts will be settled and ... it will be soon.

Susan, this is the Duke of Latour Lafitte,

my missing nephew, as you know,

mysteriously many years ago. Madame Susan de Merlin.

- Oh! Excuse me, ma'am, we were ... - ... showing the documents.

- Is the lady part of the family patrimony? - What do you mean?

You mean, stay here?

Accompany Mr. Duque to his chambers. As for this man ...

This gentleman is my administrator.

He will shave his mustaches and he will always be with me!

Follow me, my sole administrator. Madam ...

�Vamos!

�Va!

- Qu for the beautiful month! - Venga!

- Do you want to explain? - We're broke!

Ruined, ruined ... let's not lose our minds,

- You have to react immediately! - What are you trying to do?

- The Duke and his administrator have to disappear. - Another crime?

- No, enough with the blood! - Look, your weakness could ...

- What? - I don't feel capable of loving a poor man.

No, I don't want to! He's the heir, you know!

Remember: no crime!

And now, forgive me, leave me alone, see you tonight.

Excuse me.

That's good. Out with all those superfluous hairs. All right, young man.

- Where is he going? It's our clothes! - But, Mr. Duke, now ...

What? Leave everything there. And out! Parbleu!

We have to clean this house!

�Qu� habitaci�n m�s bonita!

Who knows, where he will sleep.

- I'll make you put a little bed near mine. - Oh thanks.

- It's a bit tall ... - Who?

- I like it, but it's a bit tall. - Who are you talking about?

- Ah! From the ... lady below. - Whose is it going to be?

It shows that it has class. For me she is a Countess.

- The key! - Oh, now!

The girls locked up in school! What have they armed? We have to go!

What are you doing? Over there, animal!

- Let's hurry! - Come on!

Who knows those poor girls ...

- I give them a surprise. - Oh yeah!

Mr. Duke! Mr. Duque begs Mr. Duke not to go out

- before I come back. - But how many Dukes! Too many dukes!

One of these days we'll kick out all these Dukes!

- Remember that you are also a Duke! - Ah, now!

I am Duke Gardener. I play two bands. And the Duchess?

- The Duchess? - The marquesse.

- The Marchioness? - The lady.

- Ah, Mrs. De Merlin! Has gone out. - Sorry. But does it come back?

- I can see her again, at dinner. - We're not leaving!

- Think of poor Matilde. - No, wait!

- Think I'm the boss here. - Yes, but ...

Mr. De Malle, in my miserable business

the sun comes in with you. Can I be of use to you?

- Are you alone? - The poor man is always alone.

Well. For tonight, I need a gift

a nice gift. Do you understand? For two friends.

Two friends who want to reunite with their ancestors?

Poor Chang Ku Ki is always ready to help his friends.

Ma'am, we have had the same idea.

Yes, but the Count doesn't know anything. He won't accept it, it's so good ...

Please, this way.

Oh, no! No smoke! Peligroso! Bum!

- What funniest objects! - Ah! Interesting!

There is nothing to object to. When it comes to pumps, it's the best business in Paris.

Watch out, sulfuric acid! If the gentlemen want to tell me what it is about ...

Political attack? Loving revenge?

Family matters. You need an elegant object,

- something that jumps in the eye. - Everything jumps here, sir.

- That! What do you think? - No, too flashy!

Filippo, come see how funny this is.

Watch out, watch out! Boom!

Look:

a man, a woman walking.

If he didn't stop it, they would meet.

One kiss, one spark, boom!

�Bonito!

Is it enough to pulverize two people?

What height?

- One fat and the other small. - Leftover.

Not without emotion, I toast

they are the hope, moreover, the certainty that this, dear nephew,

the last day of your life,

of sacrifices, deprivations, humiliations.

We will leave and this house will be for you the place of eternal rest.

On behalf of the Duke of Lafitte, as sole administrator,

I thank you.

Allow me, with all the sympathy that I feel for you from the first moment,

let me remind you of the old saying,

"money does not bring happiness", or, at least, not that of managers.

Please say something yourself too, do it for me.

- I'm doing it for you. - Yes? - Certainly.

Ma'am, sir, administrators gathered,

from my new position, I see ...

I see ... well, we'll discuss it later.

Why do you say that money does not bring happiness?

Is it possible that he is so unsympathetic and silly?

Money produces war.

War causes postwar, postwar produces black market,

the black market reproduces money, money reproduces war.

Guerra was a cyclist, so we shouted in chorus:

"�Viva Girardengo,

and long live Edison, who discovered the compass and said: 'Yet it moves''.

- �Viva! - �Viva!

- Everyone was crying: soldiers, dignitaries, men, women ... - Bored!

There is no one!

Gasparre is not there, nor is the Director, nobody! Long live!

It's all my fault! All mine! Who knows where they are right now.

How handsome they are!

- You like it? - A lot of.

How nice, they leave us the house and give you a gift.

Do I serve the liquors?

No! Mr. Duque is tired and will retire.

With your administrator.

It is better that they rest, tomorrow we have a lot to do.

No, no! Liquors, liquors!

- Do you like to dance? - Much, but it is not possible, there is no music.

No music? And this?

This is it. How handsome! Please.

Darling, buddy, can you come a moment I have something very important to tell you.

One moment! We will agree, of course.

I want to be frank with you, I want to tell you the whole truth.

- Yes, but what do you want to tell me? - I beg you, just a moment!

What I want to entrust to you is precisely this ...

Yes, I understand! Leave me, I want to hear the music.

Do you know what a bore you are?

- I want to hear the music! - But it's only a moment ...

The music has stopped! This is a disaster!

- No, no, no! - Works.

Please.

- But, but ... - It's a mess, a mess!

- Oh my! What has happened? - He's fainted!

- Quick! The liquors! - The liquors!

- How are you feeling? - It doesn't come to itself.

- Wow! - You need brandy. - Yes, the brandy. - Yes.

- Now how are you? - Wake up, wake up!

- He was right: he needed cognac. - I knew it!

Please take the music box with you, I can't see it.

Yes, you better go rest. Take the music box

retire to your room and snore all night.

- Good night. - Good evening! - Goodbye! - Good night.

- Go. Again! - Good evening!

- Hey! Now this works great! - Then we go back downstairs to dance!

No, let's go to sleep.

Where am I? What fear!

Battista, what an evening!

Have you seen how I make women swoon?

Just one look and that ... zaff!

Yeah, but while she's having fun with your uncle.

What's up! My uncle is a softie.

For me Susanna it is a matter of hours.

I want to rest because tomorrow ...

What are you doing here? You are made of stone. I want to leave.

Let's get away. Now explode! Finally!

That's it, that's Susan and that's you.

You approach slowly, slowly, you want to kiss her, huh?

But you are a doll, because in life it is something else. Hey there!

- You're here, but she ... Where is she? - Do you know where?

- Where? - In the garden!

- What happened? - A bomb, the anarchists ...

- Oh my! - Lets go to bed. - Yes.

- Say ... - What?

If the revolution breaks out, remember that I am not a Duke,

I'm just the son of a barber. No, no, jewel, why? Get there.

But ... since nothing explodes,

I will always be Duke!

To the site! To your site!

Pig!

It's 8:00, Mr. Duque.

Huh? 8:00? I'm going to make coffee right away.

Breakfast is served at 9:00.

- If Mr. Duke wants, the bathroom is ready. - The bathroom?

My manager takes it.

Do it for me.

Girls! It is the first time that we bathe alone.

- Well, what are we waiting for? - I don't know!

Ladies! Remember that, although we are alone, we must keep modesty

and the modesty of well-educated young women.

Bathing in a nightgown, medieval things.

- What do you mean? - I'm going to show you: whoever wants to, follow me.

�Qu� verg�enza!

- Did they say where they were going? - No, Mr. Duke.

- Damn! Have you seen them? - For an eye!

- Fresh as a rose! - Let me make myself!

You can avoid a bomb, but a woman ...

My dear Duke, I have arrived on time!

- Do you want anything? - I would like to spend some time with a kind man like you.

- Where? - At my place.

Mr. Duque can't, because he protects a college of orphans, so ...

I can, I can! The orphans who wait.

But, dear Duke, can't you see us for once without that fat dog?

The fat dog is you! Come on?

Go ahead. Come in.

As if they were in your house, dear Duke.

I'll just leave you for a moment.

- Take my advice! Let's go! - Right now?

- Yes. There is something wrong. - No, that goes!

We agree, in a timely manner between.

- I know my job. - You can go.

- Gasparre! - I'm coming!

- Vay monos, va! - Already!

- You are my administrator and you must always accompany me! - Where?

Acomp ame on the floor. Vamos!

Gasparre, come see my collection of Chinese stamps!

Sure, Duchess. I'm coming right away, Duchess.

- What should I touch? - The prayer of a Queen Bee.

Good! And these Chinese stamps, where are they?

- Help me! - What do I have to do? - Everything!

- Everything? - Everything you want.

Oh yeah? Can I do whatever I want?

So I take off my shoes

because they hurt me to death.

Gasparre.

- Then, what are you going to think of me? - How? Has your mother told you nothing?

- I'm an orphan. - T? Son of a Duke?

Then give me back.

- Ah! I got you! - My husband!

Do you have a husband?

Sir, it's a pleasure to meet you. Please.

Sir! How dare he be in my wife's room without shoes?

Yes, but I'm wearing a hat!

If you are a man of honor, I will receive the godparents.

- Since I am the offended one, I choose the weapon: the sword! - Yes, sir.

- To the last blood! - I'd say ... let's do it last minute! - Last!

Oh, disc�lpeme.

What a noble spirit! How the music moves me!

Yes, my father must be a great musician.

Oh, what a delicacy! You took off your shoes so as not to bother me

but it was not the case, thank you. How did the sonata go?

�Qu� sonata!

TI ha dicho " a la �ltima",

I have said "the penultimate". It says: "No, the last one." Anyway...

Don't worry, I will surely find them!

- Of course it would be better to know where they went. - Bravo! What an effort!

The bad thing is that they have disappeared without a trace.

- I think I do. - Yes? - Where?

They have gone to see a fortune teller.

- �A cu�l? - Mmm... Madame T�r�se. - �Madame T�r�se?!

�Has o�do? �Madame T�r�se! �R�pido! �Ve!

My officer, without a doubt!

They are in via de Varennes, in the Palace of Latour Lafitte!

- Thanks, I'm running to find them! - No! Wait!

For safety I will consult my infallible ball.

I see, I see ...

- I see our friends! - I don't see anything!

Come closer to me, handsome officer. There they are, do you see them?

Oh look, they are in a forest, in the forest of Boulogne,

- surrounded by enemies. How many enemies! - Are they in danger?

A very serious danger! Danger of death!

But what does it do? He has come here to fight.

I like intimate duels.

Between friends, even alone. There are too many people here!

He would never have imagined that the sense of honor was so widespread.

A Latour Lafitte never leaves the field!

Okay, but there's no room here, don't you see they're ...?

- Eh, look! - Look! Escuche a moment!

Good man! Isn't it true that there is no place here?

- Have the gentlemen stayed up late? - No! Fixed at the last minute.

- Sorry, there's nothing to do. - Patience, let's go!

Too bad! Let's go get an ice cream.

I would have made this little pain so comfortable today ...

- Battista, get in the car! - Come on!

- Gentlemen, this way! - Ah, what a bad leg!

Here we will be very good. Everything at your fingertips.

Mr. Kircher, excuse me! If I had recognized him, I would not have waited.

Nice blow to both of you yesterday! Don't be afraid, your hand is light,

I will not suffer. And that one seems made for you.

Made to measure!

- Are they related? - I? No, I am the sole administrator.

- I have a question. - What doubt?

- I'm afraid this is serious. - Hopefully not.

Take it! Here's the gun!

Gentlemen! On guard!

�Adelante!

Stop! It is useless to remind them that the duel is to the last blood. Go ahead!

�Alto!

Pick up the sword. Go ahead!

Alto!

How high? "Stop" I can only say!

- I want to make a proposal. - Which one?

Since I have not slept well, and I feel somewhat tired,

I could follow him. Total, it's my administrator!

- Let's not say nonsense! Go ahead! - How unfriendly you are! Here!

- Ah! Who was it? - It was him!

Who was it?

Comrades! The aristocrats have risen in arms!

- They want to take our lands! Come on! - Come on!

- Stop! - What happens?

- We're. The revolution! - Let's go then!

- It wouldn't be better ... - We're wearing a uniform!

- And what does it matter. - Go ahead!

Esos d nde of?

Boy, in life there are those who play and those who receive.

Those are the ones that touch and we receive. Come on!

And as the musicians drift away

the forces of order advance heroically

to separate fierce adversaries.

What happens? Is the fray over? They divide because they agree,

agree to go against the forces of order.

So for a simple incident, a kick in the butt,

an oil well, war breaks out!

There are the rogues, and those who believe in them.

How do you think the situation is developing?

Very good! They will close your other eye shortly.

A serious war! A real war!

With his good leader.

- What a beautiful battle! - And what ardor, what courage!

What a heroic spirit, it exalts me!

Sire! Do we get closer to see better?

Oh! I am exalted because I am far away.

Marshal, trust me, better stay away from battles!

- Sire, look who's coming! - Who? The Brigade?

No! Ours are coming!

- Sire, the cavalry! - How many gentlemen are they?

- �Somos 11! - �11?

Better few and good! Wait a minute.

- Slowly, Your Majesty! - Help me ... - Careful, Sire!

- Why have they come? - We learned that they were in danger,

- and we have come to save you. - Save me? This one is good!

I have caused the war.

When has it been seen that whoever provokes war is in danger? Here, go!

Goodbye! Look!

Nothing can be seen.

- Try this! - Bravo! Did you bring the thermos? - Not.

With this it is not seen either.

Let's try both:

�Extraordinario!

They still rampage. They never get tired.

- Are they paid? - What are you saying!

People, when paid, don't feel like working.

It's free if you give them a holy reason!

- Anyway, let's hope nothing happens. - Why, Sire?

Because if you get a scratch on your finger,

tomorrow there is a general tram strike. Even though I don't care ...

- �Por qu�? - Soy peat�n.

- Are you bored, Your Majesty? - Of course!

Deep down, these battles are all the same.

- Is the end of the war? - Yes.

- It touches the beginning of the postwar period. - Yes!

Attention! Now all the burghers home!

Only the warriors remain.

We will give a few prizes, and if I have seen you I don't remember. Go.

Long live the Emperor!

- Your face is not unknown to me. I name you Captain. - Thanks. - No problem.

No problem.

Ten.

- How many children do you have? - Four, Sire. - Four children?

- Three medals. Have. - Thank you, Sire. - No problem.

Ten.

- What are you? - Colonel.

- Colonel. We make this one captain. - Thank you!

No problem. It is a must. I will be missing more.

- If there weren't, but having ... - Thank you.

- Medals are out there. - Thanks.

Hey! Oh! I've seen you at Austerlitz.

- Sire, he wasn't. - In Marengo? - Either.

- In Santa Elena! - Either. - So, weren't you ever there?

Sire, I'm a career, I also have a family ...

- I understand you. A nice medal! - They're over!

- I have all the medals. - Then, your emperor lew,

gives you a nice watch. Here it is.

- Does it work? - Do you think the Emperor would give you crap?

- You never know. - How hearty!

- Ten, tambi n la trompeta. - Gracias. - Goodbye.

Long live the Emperor!

One moment! To be counted, guys. How many are we?

1, 2, 2, 4, 5 ... 15. We are 15.

And let's not do like a year ago, when the meeting is held,

40,000 are presented. Guys, we are 15!

Se ores, everywhere, eh!

Here we put the buffet: champagne, liqueurs, pasta.

Please, all fine things.

No beans with bacon, no onion or garlic.

- �Cebolla? - S�. - �Ajo?

They are young, and they may miss a little kiss.

- We put the music there. - A triplet?

- How? - A quartet, a quintet ...

What else gives a quartet, quintet! a couple of hedges, for 15 people.

- And the grand piano. - Tail, no, I could step on it and I would feel it.

Didn't I tell you to remove that painting?

- Duke Filippo ... - But what Duke Filippo!

Here I am the only Duke! Out with that painting!

- But he's the founder of the line! - It doesn't look like me!

It has horns and it doesn't look like me. Oh dear!

I thank you for the assistance you have given me during the duel.

- And after the battle, how did you sleep? - Good as always.

I'm glad. Too bad I can't get out!

- And why not? - Try exiting that mode.

- When are you leaving? - I'm waiting for your administrator.

Well, I retire to my rooms.

Oh, I want to tell you: remember that there is only one Duke here, and it is me!

And don't tell me any more about founders!

Another thing, since ... Excuse me.

This situation cannot last.

You are lucky! Every time something happens, he falls to his feet.

On top of me! Leave that painting alone!

- But Duke Gasparre ... - Leave that painting alone!

�S�, se�or!

- What are you planning to do? - I'll have an idea.

- I already know your ideas. - Oh! This will be good.

Well, do what you want but whatever happens, let it be 10 km from me.

- What makes you laugh? - Nothing, comrade!

No one has come in, I hope, huh?

- Nadie! - `` Menos!

Is that all he had to tell us?

No, I have come to invite you to a party.

To your first dance!

- When? - Tonight!

- Where? - Let's see if you guess?

- At the house of the Duke of Latour Lafitte. - And who is it?

- Hey, you know him very well! - I've never heard it.

- How not? It's Gasparre! - Gasparre?

Our Gasparre! He has finally found his home, and his family.

Rejoice! Tonight each of us will discover its origins.

We will all know them! Even me!

But the dance ... Dressed like that?

No! It's fixed. Hold on, for God's sake.

�Se�oritas! �Pasad!

They are for you.

It seems boring. Isn't it nice to be a Duke?

Yes, but, you know? It is a career without a future.

- Do you want to dance? - With great pleasure.

Oh no no! With so much hidden husband ...

- Madame, how are you? - Very nervous.

It would say better than electric! These stormy winds affect my nerves a lot.

Madame, do you want to get down to business or would you rather wait?

Oh, right away, please! I want to leave before the catastrophe.

Catastrophe? But if everything goes well.

- Can't you sense anything in the air? - Not.

Please, Madame, come. Over here.

Ladies and gentlemen!

I have the honor and pleasure to introduce you to Madame T r se,

who will put his magical power at your disposal.

Tonight the veil that surrounds our past, will fall!

- I'll start with you, Battista. - Well.

- Give me a lock of your hair. - There it is! - Thanks.

- Turn off the lights! - The lights! The lights! Turn them off!

�Silencio!

I don't see, I don't see anything! Ah! I see, I see!

- Ah! Cielo! - Qu and? Hable!

- A head! - And what is it like?

- �Cortada! - �C�mo?

Separated from the rest of the body ... in one slash!

- Where is the body? - Near the head.

I am the son of a guillotined!

Wait, there is not only a head and a body.

There are ... 14 heads ..

and 11 bodies. Weird, very weird!

What a family!

- Ah! I see your father! He is not dead. - No?

- Your father is ... - Is he ...?

�Ah, se�oritas!

I finally find them! And in what bad company!

Get out immediately!

The carriages await you outside!

Next time, ladies, try to hide better.

As for you guys, don't you dare stand in front of me ever again!

- But, miss, ... - Shut up! Shameless!

And don't try to find an excuse, I despise you!

- Then speak up, Madame. - Stormy air, presented it!

- At least tell me who my father is! - I don't know!

The lights have been turned on ... and everything has dissolved into mist.

Ah! Introduced it! What a great misfortune! Ah!

Madame get off! My father!

The party is over! Good evening to the orchestra!

Good evening!

My father.

- It's your fault! - Mine? - It is understood.

The fault is always with the administrators.

- Let's go to sleep ... - The Dukes are not going to sleep at this time!

By the way, a Duke, when handsome, young and rich,

- What are you doing at this time? - Not all women are married.

I'm not talking to you! I don't like you! He was saying?

It's a bit hard to tell.

- There are places that only high society frequents. - And what do they do?

- They do ... everything. - Even sibid sibid ?

- Where is he? - It is not an environment for you.

- Why? - In this type of premises, you have to be ready for anything.

Mr. Duque is ready for anything, as for me ...

If they wish, they just have to present these carnations.

- Via dell'Orgia, 34. - Gracias!

- Have fun! - Thank you!

Se�ores...

�Por favor!

That woman has ruined me. Life no longer makes sense to me.

However you want.

- What do you advise me? - Good poison.

Yeah, go get the poison.

�Adelante!

- Mr. Director, there are two gentlemen. - Partners?

- They have white carnations. - Two minutes and let them pass.

- Let that bitch know I did it for her. - Okay.

- For my eternal happiness! - Good trip.

- Is it good? - Eh.

Take the body home.

Gentlemen. Please, this way.

- Good evening, gentlemen. - Good evening!

- Is that where he has drunk? - Yes, a few drops have been enough to reach Paradise.

Para�so.

Artificial paradises. Opium, cocaine ...

Good! What do you want, gentlemen? Do you have a problem?

- Rest assured that everything will end soon. - Well.

- The truth is that we have come ... - Yes, they bring the carnation.

- Now! - Do you also want to?

- Yes. Pass it on to me. - We have not come to drink,

- We have come to ... - What for?

You know, maybe a little parlor ...

- A reserved. - Very good! - We have it. - Yes, yes ...

- And with two ... - Two pistols. We also have them.

- How? - They call them pistols.

Please: small, but well done.

Agree. This is the liquor.

- The rest is in the booth. - Thanks. - Good night.

Ah! One moment, gentlemen.

Remember that once inside, no weakness.

- Hey! - No regrets.

Why did he take us? It's not the first time.

Weakness.

�Debilidad!

- I'm breaking! - Poison...

Have you seen how the dead was played?

The poor laugh!

They think they are going towards an hour of pleasure,

and instead, they go to meet the most cruel destiny.

Come in, come in.

There, they close the door.

Yes, yes, there are two pistols, small, as you wanted them.

�Cogedlas!

Hey, smile, hey! Be happy...

Careful. No! No! What do they do?

�Ah! �Asesinos!

Hey, he's scared, huh.

Stammer, poor things.

Go to the door. No it's useless

it's useless to knock on the door, it's useless,

No one will open you! You will not be able to leave

from the death chamber!

You are in a trap.

There, look.

Look at the ceiling, come down slow

relentlessly. It's scary, right?

What a dreadful death awaits you!

Has stopped, huh?

Breathe, but don't get your hopes up!

It is a refined cruelty. Come back!

Keep going down. Keep going!

It is useless to scream!

Has it stopped? No! No! No!

Come down again, there is no escape!

No se�is rid�culos.

No one has ever been saved.

You are lost!

- At last, free! - What? Who dies!

Do you know who it is?

This distinguished lord is Abbot Faria,

here of the Count of Monte Cristo.

Escaped from the castle of If, many years ago,

roams underground in search of a way out.

D jame market!

D jame market!

D jame market!

C'mon C'mon.

Be careful, the hole there is narrow.

- Watch out, young man. So. - That's it.

- What about the other young man? - I'm here! I am here!

I have put my foot in the wet water.

No fear, everything is wet here.

No, no, enough!

- Where are we? - In the sewers of Paris.

- Oh! Battista! Battista! - What is it?

- Is this a bird? - Ah! A mouse!

Don't put the rat in my mouth! Leave her!

- The water reaches the knees. - Yes, no fear!

- It makes an unbearable stink. - We will find the way out.

- Where are we going? - I've been doing this for 20 years.

- This way. - Yes, I'll bring my raincoat.

No fear, let's go.

- Do not be afraid. - There must be some fault.

S�. �Cuidado!

We're.

�Battista! �Battista!

No fear! Let's stop here. It must be the right point to leave.

- Have you hurt yourself? - Wait! I go ahead.

- The exit is in this part! - It's still raining!

Come, come.

You've gotten fat, you know?

Are you tired, sir? It is almost midnight.

Nerd. Let's move on.

This is the only hour when I can be calm.

�Pase!

- Sire ... - Yes?

The chief of police is here to do an inspection.

Enough of tricks! They are a bunch of idiots: you,

The chief of police and the ministers! Get out, get out!

- Revolutionaries, revolutionaries ... - Please, Sire, smile.

Revolutionaries. These cretins see them everywhere!

Inside the drawers, behind the doors, behind the pictures, under the rugs ...

Under the carpets ...

Ah! At last, free! Come on!

The revolutionaries.

The revolutionaries.

�Aupa!

- It looks like it! - Who is it?

This who is ...

- The Emperor! Sire! - The revolutionaries ... - No! No!

Be quiet, Your Majesty, don't be nervous.

- Revolutionaries! - It's them! - Arrest them!

And Battista, vilely, flees ...

while poor Gasparre and Abbot Faria are arrested.

I have seen him pass by, restless and terrified, as if he were being pursued.

- He hasn't even greeted me. - And Gasparre? - Was not.

- �Matilde! - S�.

I have tried to listen, but nothing can be heard. The Director speaks very softly.

Bad signal.

Gasparre in prison ... let him stay!

But it's bad! And to tell the truth I ...

And also, even if I wanted to, what could I do? I am not the Emperor!

I am the Director of a school, which you have disgraced!

Now what happens? Go ahead!

Ah! You! Be on time!

- I imagine you will come to apologize. - No!

- How not? - I've heard some terrible news. Read!

- The Emperor is furious and there is talk of the guillotine! - Poor Gasparre!

They have vilely betrayed him!

Don't cry, it's totally useless.

- Do you want to save your friend? - Sure, after what I've done!

- I haven't done anything to him! - Battista, there is a secret in his life.

I have never told it, but I will understand when I know everything.

- My father? - I can't tell you more.

- Here, with this medal your father will recognize you. - Yes!

- This is your address. Now it's your turn! - Flight!

- Can your father do something? - Yes.

- Is it very powerful? - Yes.

- What do you want? - Someone sent me.

- Who? - The Director of the Passy orphanage.

Ah! The Director of the orphanage! Come on!

Oh my! It left him out.

Come in, come in!

- How handsome you are! - Thanks.

I'm going to tell the man right away.

- The poor thing rests! You are tired, from so much travel! - Are you a scout?

- You don't know? - Not.

Good! He will explain it to you. Sit down.

Do not come. You might be impressed by all those dead.

�C�mo?

All those dead?

Maybe my father works at the undertaker.

�No! Egipt�logo!

My father is wise and travels!

Collect mummies! Hey yeah!

Are you admiring my little invention? I'm proud.

A box for the beheaded, unlike normal boxes,

here the head is placed to the left or to the right of the body.

It is cheaper and less embarrassing.

But I bore him. Come please.

We will be calmer. Please.

Please.

Let's see, young man. Has it been the Director of Passy who sends you?

- Yes, her. - Good ma'am! How is it? - Very well.

- What about your business? - Smooth sailing. - So much the better, sit down.

Young man, you meet an old man

that life has become very skeptical. I still can't believe it.

I try to suppress the tenderness. On what date did they find you?

July 22, 1841.

- Do you have a piece of cloth from the little dress you were wearing? - No. He was naked.

�Bellacos!

But they have left me this little medal, about which I have often fantasized.

Ah! Then there is no doubt!

This clears everything up! You are the son of the Paris executioner!

- Who's son? - From the executioner of Paris!

- And where is he? - In front of you.

- Oh my! - What a good head you have! - Hey!

No, dear. You must not be scared.

I have preferred to bluntly tell you this secret.

Our profession has its sorrows,

- but also his joys ... - Our profession?

Every son of an executioner becomes an executioner.

And you have arrived in time to take my place.

Some little lesson and then you can take flight, with your wings.

- Abad, what is happening? - The passage is done, come on.

Thanks, but I've had enough sewer already. Also, why am I running away?

- I am innocent! - You don't know justice!

Precisely because he is innocent he must flee. Come on!

- Thank you, Abbot, happy escape! - Okay, bye.

But what a fool this abbot is!

Escapar! Yo? El Duque de Latour Lafitte.

With all the personalities that protect me.

Now they will come and tell me: "Excuse me, Mr. Duke, be patient."

- Come on! Get out, lazy man! - What manners are these?

- "Intercity" manners! - Come on, get out!

- So I say! - Hey! By God! - The other prisoner has fled!

- Has he fled? - No!

Over there! Damn! We must raise the alarm!

- Oh, that's it! We cease the alarm! - The cessation of alarm?

- Hey, it's understandable! - Why?

- You never know! - Already. Come on!

- Attentive, son, try to treasure my teachings. - Yes.

- And this ... Ah! - Blessed boy, with this!

- Ah, with ... Now what do we work with? - Oh, I don't know!

With what they bring us, it is enough that it has legs, arms

and some meat on top. The judge.

- Shall we show the prisoner in? - Right away.

May I?

- Who was with you at the time of the attack? - Who?

- A friend of mine. - Can you tell us your name?

Of course! Is named...

Don't talk!

What does it do? I have not commanded him to start.

Excuse him, Your Honor, he's my son.

You are new to the trade, but you are so eager to work!

Okay, total sooner or later ...

You were about to say the name of your accomplice. Go ahead!

I do not remember anymore.

- Try to remember it! - And what do I do?

Yeah, it's ... Ah! But then he's a scoundrel.

Yes! He is my accomplice!

- Oh ... - Oh, yeah! The executioner's son?

So, I who wear the toga, who am a judge, I am a cretin!

Yes! Nerd. It's not the toga, it's the face!

What? Executioner! Go ahead! This man has to talk!

- My son, do we start with the fountain? - Daddy, don't you think that's too much?

- No, it's strong, I'll take it very well. - Yes? - Yes.

- Come on boy, do me the honors! Starts. - Excuse me.

- Enough, daddy? - One more, one more.

Son 12.

- Enough, look at ... - No, no. More.

You know, it's the first time.

�Papa�to!

�Basta!

- �Confiesas? - S�.

- You wanted to kill the Emperor? - How not!

- And what else do you confess? - Everything! Everything!

- The Hiroshima bomb was dropped by me. - Write!

Doctor Manderbild is me.

I make the ration bread.

America I have discovered.

Muy well!

- Will they manage to save him? - If not, will they cut off his head?

They will cut off his head.

�Se�oritas!

Se oritas!

I understand that the reasons that have been communicated to us are serious,

but at this time, a severe and rigid education imposes us

do not abandon easy feminine hysteria.

It is true, Gasparre, our dear Gasparre,

our beloved Gasparre, tomorrow at dawn,

- I'll be guilloti ... - Oh!

- I'll be guilloti ... - Oh!

�Guillotinado!

Hey! Have you seen what guillotine?

Florette doesn't miss a single hit!

For the rest, the mother will not miss the blow tomorrow either.

That Gasparre's head, you guys!

Dad, precisely that Gasparre wanted to talk to you.

I know you can't see the time! You are nailed to your father.

- You don't understand! You must not die! - How?

- We have to save him! - Save him?

But how, what are you asking of me? I don't recognize you anymore!

- You are not the son of an executioner! - Son of an executioner you will be!

- �Battista! - Pap�, disc�lpame.

Yes, I am the son of an executioner,

- And I'm proud! - I know, you're an executioner, daddy. You are a great executioner.

�Un grand�simo verdugo!

But under that hangman's habit, a heart beats.

- That Gasparre is innocent! - He's innocent!

Be generous, this is the first time your child has asked you for a favor.

If I asked you for a trumpet,

a hoop, a horse,

- Will you give it to me? - Yes!

- Then give me that head. - Too late.

There are only a few hours left for execution.

- Ah, the only remedy would be the coin ... - The coin?

You guys stay out, I have to take measurements for the box.

- Why didn't you run away? - Escape?

Three days ago I put a lime on your bread!

A lime on the bread? And you tell me now? Pestilential beast!

That's why my belly hurt!

Don't be afraid, be calm, everything is settled!

- �Todo? - �Todo! - �Arreglado? - �Eh!

- �No! �S�? - �S�!

- Dear, and I who had doubted you! - Have you seen?

He would slap me! Kiss Me.

Another one.

- Come on, come on! - Where?

- It's all settled. - No, no, it's not finished yet.

- First you must go out to the scaffold! - How?

You have to put your head under the guillotine.

- What head? - Yours! - Mine? Oh yeah!

No! Let me finish! You have not understood!

You go up on the scaffold, but you must not be afraid. I'll take care of the rest!

Scared? From what? I go up to the scaffold,

I put my head on the guillotine, you strip,

the leaf falls, my head goes away ...

- Hey, yeah. - You are stupid!

No, the guillotine is ready! It is false.

- No? - Yes, it has a trick! - Oh yeah!

- It is a trap. - Is it a trap? - Yes!

- Does it have a trick? - Hey! How not!

Yes, but it will always be a guillotine!

Don't be afraid: this coin will save your life!

- franc5 francs? - YES.

- Renew or die! - Why?

Where are we going to stop?

- In what abyss will our poor country fall? - What is it?

They torture a poor innocent man, sentence him to death and then,

.. by giving 5 francs to the executioner ... It is true that state employees

they are underpaid and do not earn to live, but my lords!

- Corruption spreads! - What?

- It's spreading. - No!

- It has spread! - What's up! The executioner is me!

- Ah, are you? - Yes. - The executioner?

Don't do that! Come on!

It is very simple. The coin is put in the groove,

And the blade is jammed! On the third unsuccessful attempt,

- The law grants life to the condemned! - Not.

- Yeah, sure. - How handsome you are! Kiss Me.

Beer! Orange, soda! Beer!

Beer! Orange, soda! Beer!

- How much is it? - Nothing is free. - Thanks.

- �Caramelos! �Caramelos! - �Programa! �Programa!

Sin rencor, eh!

�Programa!

- How much is it? - It's already included. - Thanks.

Do you have the coin?

Ah well.

�Listo!

Again!

- The coin has dropped! - Oh God! Now what?

- He's gotten in here! - Look for her!

- Do you have a coin? - No, I have a check.

Do you have a coin? A 5 franc coin?

You, Monarch, Emperor, have 5 lire ... 5 francs?

You too ma'am, look in your pockets.

Does anyone have 5 francs? Ladies, 5 francs?

5 francs, please! You, judge, have 5 francs?

Please, do you have 5 francs to lend me?

Help! Help! The head! My head!

- My head! - What head? What head?

- Hurry, go make the coffee! - The coffee?

- Sorry, wasn't he on the scaffold? - You eat too much and sleep badly.

Where have you put the Director's flowers? In a moment, it's gone.

Is it going? But I have not dreamed that he was leaving.

We had promised Matilde to go there.

Won't it be to see guess? I'm not going anymore, enough!

- We promised! - I'm fed up!

Duels, guillotine, gallows, prison, torture ... No! Enough!

Have you suddenly gone crazy tonight?

- Close the window. - Why?

I want to go back to sleep, I want to see how it ends. Goodbye

Oh, we are here again.

Uh, how few people there are! Come on! Hurry! Short!

- Seriously, what can I? - Of course you can,

it is a dream. Hurry up!

Short, total is a dream!

Ow! What a head butt! Why haven't you put a basket?

Body, come, take the head!

Whatever they say, with your head on your neck

- It is better. - What a beautiful dream, huh?

Hey! It was not so bad. I was innocent, and they have guillotined me.

Now I would like to know how it will end up for those.

Listen, you are a judge, a wise man.

- That's a thief, you will send him to jail, right? - No, why?

That's a scoundrel, and life is made for scoundrels. It will probably arrive

- to minister. - How sad!

No, it's a dream! And here from there, my uncle,

That I know is a bandit! That one will pay for it, huh?

No. He has a beautiful woman and with beautiful women,

- There is a lot of career. - How sad!

Es a sue o!

Judge, what about those over there? Those who love each other very much,

they have done nothing wrong. They will marry, they will be happy, right?

Yes, they will be happy. Quite. Some little annoyance.

By force, what do you want? The career, the promotions, ...

He is young, he is a lieutenant, the general will love him very much.

�A �l?

No, her! So I'll make a career: captain,

mayor,

colonel,

general.

And when I'm a general, she'll love a lieutenant very much.

The sum of the degrees never changes.

How sad!

The bad end well and the good end bad.

No, it's a dream! In life ... Tell him!

In life? It is something else.

Now I can wake up!

I have not been! It wasn't me.

No, that, the blind man, is one who dreams.

- S�. - �S�!

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Subtitles: DANI GASC May 17, 2012