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I've called this family conference at the request of the Place de Visembeau.

But before I ask his excellency to speak to you, I would like to touch upon another matter.

The disappearance of my father and the death of Marshal Ulau means that we can no longer

afford our separate houses.

Now I've discussed this situation with my wife, and it is our wish, Mamma, that you

should come here and live with us.

Yes, you Mamma, or Tons, and cousin Bette.

Well there's room for all, and one establishment will make a sharing of expenses, a great consideration

in our present plight, even though the government has to.

But there, are you at my place to pounce de Visembeau?

Your excellency?

Thank you.

My dear ladies, on the day he died, your late limited relative, Marshal Ulau, gave into

my hands a number of securities and bonds.

His wish was that you should be used to cover certain financial losses in Algeria.

Well now, a committee in Quarry has voted against such a sacrifice for Miqueiro of France,

and I have been instructed to return the securities, a measure which does present a certain difficulty

in as much as we know from his papers, that the Marshal was about to marry and was in

the presence of changing his will.

However, as the event was actually forestored, it has been decided to hand these securities

over to Vitorar as head of the household, with a request that they be used by him for

the benefit of all concerned.

I trust that this meets with your approval.

I'm sure it does, and we're very grateful.

On behalf of all of us, I should like to thank your excellency and the Committee of

Inquiry.

Good.

Now if everything is settled, I would take our toss and show her what I'm proposing

as the baby's nurse face.

There's no need.

But yes, there is.

And you must help me plan the other room.

We owe you more than we can say, sir.

Oh, nonsense, nonsense.

Apart from what I was actually talking about, I came here to discuss another matter with

you.

Excuse me, if you will.

No, what do you want me to do, Miss Carter?

So, you will agree to come and live with us?

Seems I must.

I badly need a roof to shelter me, and I can hardly go back to Madam Monet.

So off a bit.

His excellency has brought us news of that little menage.

The husband, Monet.

Yes.

He's been dismissed from his position at the war office.

So, of course, I was determined that the fellow shouldn't profit by his villainy, and

I forced his resignation.

He was quite obviously the proper punishment since he took to his bed in some sort of clips.

I'm sorry, Ed.

He doesn't come for me.

No, no, I guess he not.

And I just wanted you to know that those who brought about Jasmine's ruin had not gone

quite unchecked.

Hi, my little sir, it's talking more important matters, sir.

I understand from Vittara that you have now decided to make it only before.

I must.

Well, now, I've an offer of employment for you.

My wife is president of a large charitable organization, and the committee are looking

for a lady welfare visitor.

They want someone they can trust to visit the unfortunate, and to see the help is being

properly given.

In short, a good angel.

It should be a natural place for you.

The salary is 6,000 francs a year.

Now, what is it you say?

What can I say?

Get to ask God's blessings on your excellencies kindness.

A good angel.

So the prince would have it?

Well, I pity the poor beggars.

All those prayers and platitudes.

I'm not concerned with prayers or platitudes.

The post is worth 6,000 francs a year, and with a marshal's capital, it should have come

to me.

The family has a chance to breathe again.

To breathe, ah, yes, but that is all.

Their last shred of happiness is vanished, hasn't it, with Hector?

I mean, all they have left now is a bear existence.

Surely you will grant them that.

Only when I'm satisfied that it's as bitter, bare, and lonely as the one that they have

granted me.

Heavens, but you're merciless.

You send coach of us down my spine.

Well, tell me.

What do you think I'll look like as a widow?

Is it all up there with Marneth?

He might have lasted until July.

If they left him his nomination for the Legion of Honor.

But losing both that and his place as head clerk, he's dying, I believe, of sheer rage.

What will you do?

When he's gone.

Berries.

After that, I don't know.

You must remarry.

Ah, momtaz.

Craville.

Oh, that old bore.

She a common sense.

The way Craville lives, you won't last more than ten years.

And your South American jaggy were a still a young man.

Let him wait and be the Benjamin.

Then at 35 or so, you'll have all Craville's money and you'll still be young enough to

make a handsome match with the Brazilian.

You are a clever woman.

And the fact that I'll be marrying your victor house father-in-law and carrying off his wife's

inheritance are purely incidental factors, I'm sure.

A gratifying bonus for my good advice.

Why doesn't he deliver this?

Is he still here?

Yes, ma'am.

I'd met him.

Josepha.

Don't you know me?

My god.

Hector.

Is it really you?

Word of honor, you look like a painting of yourself with all the colour rubbed away.

Oh, I think it's an awful time.

Awful.

So I see.

Poor old boy.

I can't get over it.

Come and sit down.

Much has happened to me.

Oh, I know.

I know.

You've been all over Paris.

You've killed your uncle.

And your brother.

Roo in your family.

And run off with all the army's money bags in Africa.

I like that.

That's really kicking over the traces.

And the woman.

What's she worth it?

A society piece, they say.

Madam, ma'am.

Ma'am.

Oh, these ladies.

Where the real goes.

There's a rumor going about that she's got her claws into her old Crueville.

As your little Steinbock.

And a marvellous Brazilian.

Oh, please, I would rather not talk about that.

Oh, I see.

It's like that, is it?

Sour.

Well, you don't surprise me.

You'd have done better to a fatter self another one like me.

We, jolly girls, may keep our eye on the main chance.

But at least we have a heart.

Yes, that is true.

Yes, that's the fact that that is what I've come to see you.

I need help.

Money.

I've been on it all.

Well, I have received a little every now and then from somebody.

A relative.

And after Starvan.

Was not enough to live.

That is to live with any kind of pleasure.

I see.

It's pleasure that you're after, is it?

Honestly, I should have thought at your age and after all you've been through you.

I cannot bear the loneliness.

Not having anybody.

I should have gone bad.

All right.

Tell me what it is you want.

Mm.

You'd better go and quickly.

What is it?

Monest dead.

Slip out by the garden and Cluison don't come back again.

Not today, I mean.

Ever.

Now that I'm a widow, I will not be taking any of these silly risks.

Does this mean madness, Miss Sun?

Oh, idiot.

Of course it doesn't.

Ah.

Here.

I've engaged a room in the Italian opera.

The address is on the key.

We can meet there later on in a week.

Yeah, very confident that I've come.

Oh, it's a little too late for moral scruples.

She's quite days with grief, Paul Am.

She didn't love Monest, you know, but has all the latest proper feelings.

But still, we managed to get her moment alone together and she's given me the promise that I was after.

Oh, yes, definitely.

In fact, that's why I'm here now.

I'm here by congratulation.

And you must tell Valerie how much I sympathize with her sad loss.

Oh, yes, yes, a will.

Oh, yes, you're a pretty daughter and dear Victor.

I'm sure you came to pay a family call, so I'll leave you.

Papa.

This is an unexpected honor, sir.

Yes, sir.

I must admit that I have not visited you as often as I might.

I am here, my dear children, to announce that I'm to be married.

Well, you will recall that I promised in your wedding contract that I would inform you if I contemplated such a stamp.

It's very much a shock. Do we know the lady?

Well, by the pewd, I've been visiting her house for some time.

Not Madam Marneff. She's not available.

At least not in the legal sense.

Ha, I've been died yesterday.

And you're here to announce?

Not to announce. I shouldn't have put it that way.

To tell you, as a family secret, that eventually, in due cause...

Well, naturally, you'll be given time to make the ladies' acquaintance.

Ever!

This, sir, is the woman who has ruined my father.

Do you think, for one moment, that we'd receive her here as your wife?

Well, receive her, not that sure if her, she is to be my wife.

I merely tell you so as to fulfill my obligations.

Now, I'll say good afternoon.

How could he be condominium?

I'm only thankful that the Code Napoleon prevents him from manning her overnight.

The Code Napoleon? I've never heard of it.

But then you, my darling, are a Brazilian.

And you know so little of our ways.

The Code Napoleon is the French law.

And it insists that a widow observe a period of mourning for her late husband.

How long?

Ten months.

So you see, it's useless to even think of marriage at this moment.

You're not using this as an excuse.

It is the law.

It was kind of you, Manzel, to see me.

Not at all, Madame.

I have no wish to trespass on your hospitality.

I know that my husband always had a fondness for you, and I thought...

Or rather, I hoped that he may have come to you for some assistance.

If he has, Madame, it was because he trusted me.

Can you give me any reason why I should betray that trust?

Surely, as his wife, I have the right to know...

I have information about his case that he may not know of.

Oh, for God's sake, Mum.

And if you know anything of his whereabouts, for God's sake, tell me.

I'm in mortal torment.

Day after day, I go out into this city seeking the unfortunate...

Come on, my pretty...

People in the most appalling circumstances quite be on belief.

And all the time, I'm wondering if...

If somewhere my fear of love is suffering in the same way.

You have used the word I wanted, Madame. You need to say no more.

And then she said that if I came back tomorrow, she'd have some news of him.

But I know that was just her word putting it.

I'm sure what she really meant was that Ector would be there in person.

She actually admitted, then, that she'd seen papar.

Not in so many words, but if she's helped in it, it stands to reason.

Well, not at all, she could be lying.

I agree.

No.

Well, whether it's the truth or not, the thing I cannot accept, Mama, is that you should have gone to her.

It shows such a lack of pride.

Oh, my dear's, do you suppose that there's any room in my life for pride?

All I want to do is to find your father and beg him to come home again.

Oh, my dear, Patrick.

Here, you're still here. Get in, get in.

Don't say a word.

Rooch, I'm on. Quickly.

Why are we going there?

See, we call to where police and spies don't dare go asking questions.

Look behind and see if there's anyone following us.

Please.

Look behind and see if there's anyone following us.

I can't see anybody.

Oh, you beat them, Mama. Oh, my dear, you don't know how lucky you are.

That moment yourself has betrayed you to the authorities.

The police are coming to arrest you.

Oh, no.

I overheard the masking victor I'll be identifying.

Oh, my own son.

I swear you can't trust a single soul.

The only chance you have now is to absolutely vanish.

Well, then, am I not to go back to...

Miss Lason, cash me a shawls? Not unless you want to be arrested.

Oh.

Well, if I'll allow us.

You'll find another in the moody chiral.

Here.

Everything I have, it'll help you make a new start.

I can't explain it, madam.

This little area was the servant.

Well, to be frank, she is a pretty needlewoman.

I set up in business with your husband, Lason, cash me a shawls.

She said he's left the house and vanished. Not even taken of alleys.

I see.

I can't understand why you should have chosen such a time.

Unless you will forgive me.

But unless the old boy had some notion as to what was in the wind and went off to avoid meeting you.

I would prefer to believe it was anything rather than that.

I must thank you, Mumzel, for your trouble. You've been very kind.

It's nothing.

If he should come back, of course.

And in the meantime, since I cannot help your family in this way,

I will look about and see if I can't be of some assistance in another.

I have my dumb, what one may call, connections.

Contest, the Santa Star?

Oh, no, no, Mr..

That's just a silly title that I use to get me into drawing rooms.

Names will keep, Mr. Until I've spoken of my business.

Oh.

I come at the request of Mumzel's josepha, the singer.

Well, when I say at the request,

Mumzel spoke to her friend, the Duke Deruil, who dropped a few words into the ears of the prefector.

Police, who conferred with Mrs. Shapuzu, who decided that the authorities were better kept out of this.

And so, spoke to my gifted nephew, who, of course, supplied to me.

I can't pretend to follow you, Mother.

The story is I have it, Miss you, is that your family is being plagued by the activities of a certain Madam Marneth,

who now proposes to finish you off altogether by marrying your father-in-law

and disobeating your wife's inheritance.

If she married him, I've no doubt that that is what she married him, exactly.

For the sum of 30,000 francs, Miss you,

I'm prepared to see that such a marriage does not take place.

You don't believe me?

Well, then, let me introduce myself.

I am Madam Nourissa.

You know the family name I see.

Yes, Miss you, for 40 years, we have been the unofficial executioners of Paris.

Any case beyond the law is handed on to us.

And the authorities ask no questions.

As a lawyer, naturally, I've heard rumors of your...

I was not aware, Madam, that you dealt in these domestic matters.

Oh, if the price is right and the favor, Miss you, I could settle your affairs quite easily.

I have been keeping an eye on your Madam Marneth.

And I am now in the position to counter-ship this.

How far would I need to be involved?

Only as far as your bank balance.

For the rest, it needs little more than a rather particular party,

which members, as your Sefa, has agreed to sponsor a few female guests and one special male one.

Miss you, Miss you, I will have your Sefa send out the invitations.

It was very gallant and charming of you, Miss you, to accept my invitation, when we'd not been formally introduced.

Every man in Paris dreams of making your acquaintance with myself, I say. Is he a screin of such a...

Very pretty.

Well, if you are a connoisseur of public beauties, Miss you, this should prove quite interesting.

My dears...

Allow me.

Mum was a cadine.

The actress.

Cieni.

Sir Afinciné.

Whom everyone calls Carabin.

Carabin?

A pleasure.

A pleasure.

A dear Leonie.

Well, you must have seen dance of the opera.

Oh, yes.

And Maxine Carabin.

The richest arms are prettiest of us.

And also I insist the most notorious.

Miss you.

And my dears.

Can I be here?

No doubt to our little puzzle, Miss you.

I only honor the admit.

But yes.

Well, let me explain.

We also are a little puzzled.

Oh.

Here you see five of the most celebrated sirens in Paris.

There is not a wealthy or distinguished visitor to our city who is not aware of us,

and does not eventually pay tribute to one charmer or another.

And yet you, a young, rich and attractive bachelor.

You've been living in our midst for quite an age and haven't sought out one of us.

There's really no excuse.

We are aware, of course, that you've been visiting a house in the Reuva know.

But now the little lady is a widow and intends to marry Miss you Craville.

It seemed to us that you might well be in the mood for more diverting company.

And so voila.

And naturally I am flattered, but I'm afraid you have been misinformed.

Vadre madam marnef does not intend to marry Miss you Craville.

He is not an answer fact officially, but we've the best of information.

There's no doubt that she has a very generous nature.

But I do feel that you might be as liberal with your favours as the little lady.

I agree.

If this is one of your great Paris jocks, I advise you to give it up.

I'm not a very good victim. I might easily do the innocent and mischief.

Oh, no. We are used to empty threats of violence.

Don't seek to impress us.

Are you sure you, if the one I love betrayed me?

I would take the law into my own hands and I would show no mercy.

There is a cure for faithless women that I learned in South America,

so don't make lying allegations, or you might find that you have them on your contract.

Allegations lies, oh my dear goose.

The angel that you think is so innocent is entertaining at this moment in a bedroom,

not a mile away from here. Yes, our house near the Italian opera.

Very convenient and discreet.

I myself have a room that I use there.

And on Tuesday and Friday afternoons, your madam marnef climbs the stairs with a car.

Your madam marnef climbs the stairs with somebody who certainly is not old, Miss.

Your crevelle.

I don't believe it.

Then your madam goose at all.

You're an ostrich with your head well planted in the sand.

I would have gone right through that house.

I proved that there is no other word of truth in anything you have said.

What is it?

I can't just walk in as I'd wear a taproom. You'll need to be accompanied.

Take me there.

Very well, if you're really serious.

Orlando, fjord, also.

Well, a little orange flower water.

And some sugar biscuits wouldn't come amiss. I think.

Excuse me, mam, Miss L. Wrong room.

What's it really, Miss Steak?

What did you bribe the servants, have me watched?

I could ask you who your little friend was, where it's a fuss about you being in a house like this.

But once the use you've caught me, that's all there is to it.

Oh.

I am Steinbach's mistress.

I am a little bit of a woman.

I am a little bit of a woman.

I am Steinbach's mistress.

It's a tribute to the arts and sheer charity on my part if you must know.

And Craville?

What about him?

Are you marrying him for reasons such as those or is it for its money?

Oh, you have been busy, haven't you?

Very well, I've agreed to marry Craville.

But it doesn't mean my darling that I wasn't interested in you as well.

I was hoping to keep you in the larder.

There's a meal for later on.

Oh, the prospect doesn't appeal to you.

Well, don't imagine you can spoil everything by carrying tails to my dear Craville.

I shall deny everything.

The old boy is so besotted he'll believe everything I say.

What do you mean by dress?

Fetch it yourself.

After this display, I'm done with you.

I'll not play parasite anymore.

As for your love being charity.

Here.

That should more than pay the bill.

Well, you've let Steinbach slip through your fingers.

They welcomed him back with open arms.

Steinbach, he'll never come to anything now anyway, his wife's welcome to him.

And you still have that talk tucked away.

I mean, he's the real person.

He's the real person.

I'm sorry, but he's the real person.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Why am I so so powers can well, I'm sorry.

Is there a need to be heard?

Well, there's a need to be heard.

I remember.

Well,who is that's wrong?

Full of

Brazilian diamonds and topars, it arrived this morning.

Certainly magnificent.

You'll come back. You'll see.

In the meantime, I thought I might wear these for the first time on my wedding night.

It'll add a certain peacock touch, I feel.

I'm glad we made it a private affair.

So much better than a pushing crowd.

Yes.

And don't you worry about that ungrateful daughter of mine.

She and her husband will be glad enough to call before the year is out.

Oh, I'm not worrying, my dear.

Good.

Well, when you've finished admiring your prettiest self...

Ow.

What is it?

Oh, it's something wrong with a cloth.

Let me see.

Careful at Charles.

Oh, I'll prick my finger.

Mm.

Some sort of loose pit.

No.

No, it's a...

A point come right through the clothes.

My neck, is it marked?

No.

Just a little, little scratch.

Nothing more.

I love you.

You're right.

It's my prayer.

I can't seem to breathe.

I'll get some.

At first, the doctors thought it was a fever,

but it's been raging now for three days, and they say that it's something far worse.

You can hardly recognise Madam. She's so changed.

A delirious two most of the time.

But when she's conscious, she keeps asking for you.

Dr. Keller feels that it may help her if you were to pay a visit, Manuel Zell.

Of course.

In Christian love and charity, you should.

We're not even sure, Manuel, if it's a poison or a tropical disease.

What we do know is that the suffering and the effects are terrible.

I want to see her.

Very well.

But you must not approach the bed too closely.

And you will settle in our attempt to kiss the patient.

It could be fatal.

I will go and see if she's able to.

A lawyer came this morning and they both made new wills.

I carried the papers back and forth and witnessed them.

Tell me.

Monsieur Crevedd has left everything to his daughter.

Madam has left a legacy to Baron Hulow, of 300,000 francs.

If you have a scented handkerchief, you will do well to carry it.

I'll get you a handkerchief.

I'll get you a handkerchief.

I'll get you a handkerchief.

I'll get you a handkerchief.

I'll get you a handkerchief.

I'll get you a handkerchief.

I'll get you a handkerchief.

Bert.

I'm here.

A necklace.

One his before.

Yes.

Promise.

You won't tell.

I promise.

I don't want him handkerchief.

If you say so.

Pray for me.

Not to live.

To die.

You're not going to die.

Not yet.

Belly.

You will.

I cannot bear the pain.

You must alter it.

Please.

Wait to me.

You can't buy redemption with a few words on the scrap of paper.

Can you hear me?

Belly.

The 2000 francs, must you?

Our agreement was to stop a marriage.

Not to bring about the death of those concerned.

And to such ghastly deaths.

They had to bury both the bodies in a pit of quick line for the public safety.

Did you know that?

You're like so many of my customers, Miss you.

Quite prepared to declare war.

But not to count the casualties.

Well, then leave the reckoning to me.

I'll add these to the others that I keep stored up here.

You are free.

To have a happy home life with your family.

And to enjoy yourself.

I doubt if I'll forget it as easily as that.

Oh, you'll be surprised, Miss you.

What a comfort a full inheritance can be.

Mark my words in two years from now.

This house will seem a very different place.

I'm watching darling. Mama's watching.

It's quite ridiculous. I hardly need a nursery made at all.

Bens is less, more to how I'm playing with that child than he does in his studio.

Has anyone seen my visiting book?

It's over there.

A day like today, we ought to drive into the country.

I'm sorry, I have rather a full list.

I have some refugees and there's a couple in the Foburgsand Antoine,

whose daughter's been enticed away from home.

A child 13 years of age.

I wish mama would give up welfare visiting.

It really isn't necessary anymore.

Perhaps you need the occupation.

Family dependents have to fill their lives with some activity or other.

You're not going to take me back, you silly old cow.

I'm all right, I am. I've got enough to eat and I've got shoes now and a petticoat.

And Papa Vyder's going to get a servant for me, so I don't have to soil my hands.

You see, madam, he's bought her with a pair of shoes, a petticoat and promises.

Utter, your parents and I are here only because we want to help you.

Now you must know that it's wrong for a young girl to leave home and go to live with a young man.

He's not a young man, he's an old man and he's very kind.

He gives me chocolate almonds when I do the things he asks.

They never gave me chocolate almonds, ever.

Really, it's hopeless.

He's ruined her. It's as clear as day.

You wake until you... There, he's coming back. He only went to buy me glass.

Monsieur, if I can arrange a marriage, would it have your blessing?

Marriage, as you say, the child is clearly ruined.

Well...

If it keeps her off the street...

Then wait in the other room. Come on, child.

I will talk to this, Monsieur.

Vyder, Papa Vyder.

I'm fine.

I'm not...

I'm fine.

Victor.

Oh, no! No, I don't leave me, please.

The police! You brought the police!

Oh, my dear, is that why you've been hiding?

But it isn't so the police aren't interested in you anymore.

Now the Algerian business was cleared up ages ago.

And Victor has paid all your debts every single so.

In fact, you're a rich man. You have a legacy from Madam Marneth

and a pension from the government waiting for you.

Oh, Mami.

Yes. And more important than that.

A happy and united family wanting you home again.

Oh, my dearest, it's been our one and only prayer.

Please say that you'll come home.

Can I bring mine for a girl?

No, my dear. You'll have your family now.

You'll have all the company now you need.

Come along, my love.

That's right.

Come home.

Oh, don't! Sélissi! Do I have here?

What's on? It's your father.

Dear, we have a living proof of God's own goodness to us.

They said I was to come to see you.

Nurse, she wants you.

She wants you.

She wants you.

She wants you.

She wants you.

Oh!

She worked on this for years, you know.

Only gave it to me a few weeks ago.

So like her, really, even those few leisure hours she had were spent in toiling for the famine.

Please, for more. Yes, I know. It's wrong to mourn so good a life. Forgive me.

God's consolation on your sorrow, madame. Thank you, Mariette.

Would you tell my husband that we're home and ask him if he'd kindly join us?

But, uh, Mr. Lebarro, he's left the house, madame. The two of them? I thought you knew madame.

The two of them?

Your father and the nurse made, sir.

Directly you'd started for the church. A cab arrived.

Monsieur went off in the care of that young nurse.

She said he placed himself entirely in her charge. Naturally, I'd assumed it was with your consent.

I'm sorry if I've done wrong.

No, no, it's all right, Mariette. You may go.

I'm Mar.

No, no. I don't say anything.

We should be grateful.

All the trials and tribulations that better suffered for our sick.

It's good at least to know that she was spared this one last blow.

The first time I was born, I was born in a home.

I was born in a home.

I was born in a home.

I was born in a home.

I was born in a home.

I was born in a home.

I was born in a home.

I was born in a home.

I was born in a home.

Valerie, you're a will.

I cannot bear the pain.

You must alter it.

Please, wait to me.

Come by redemption with a few words on the scrap of paper.

Can you hear me?

Valerie?

No.

No!

There are 2000 francs, must you?

Our agreement was to stop a marriage, not to bring about the death of those concerned, and to such ghastly deaths.

They had to bury both the bodies in a pit of quick-line for the public safety.

Did you know that?

You're like so many of my customers, Miss you.

Quite prepared to declare war, but not to count the casualties.

Well, then leave the reckoning to me.

I'll add these to the others that I keep stored up here.

You are free to have a happy home life with your family and to enjoy yourself.

I doubt if I'll forget it as easily as that.

You'll be surprised, Miss you, what a comfort a full inheritance can be.

Mm-hmm.

Mark my words.

In two years from now, this house will seem a very different place.

Mm-hmm.

Mom was watching.

I'm watching, darling.

Mom was watching.

Really, it's quite ridiculous. I hardly need a mercy made at all.

Benfis Lassbends more to time playing with that child than he does in the studio.

Has anyone seen my visiting book?

It's over there.

A day like today, we ought to drive into the country.

Oh, I'm sorry. I have rather a full list.

I have some refugees, and there's a couple in the faux-book Saint Antoine, whose daughter's been enticed away from home.

A child 13 years of age.

I wish Momar would give up welfare visiting. It really isn't necessary anymore.

Perhaps you need the occupation.

Family dependents have to fill their lives with some activity or other.

You're not going to take me back, you silly old cow.

I'm all right, I am. I've got enough to eat, and I've got shoes now and a petticoat,

and Papa Viad is going to get a servant for me, so I don't have to soil my hands.

You see, madam, his daughter with a pair of shoes, a petticoat and promises.

Utter, your parents and I are here only because we want to help you.

Now, you must know that it's wrong for a young girl to leave home and go to live with a young man.

He's not a young man, he's an old man, and he's very kind.

He gives me chocolate almonds when I do the things he asks.

They never gave me chocolate almonds, ever.

Really, it's hopeless.

He's ruined her. It's as clear as day.

You wake until you come.

There, he's coming back. He only went to buy me gloves.

Monsieur, if I can arrange a marriage, would it have your blessing?

Marriage.

As you say, the child is clearly ruined.

Well...

If it keeps her off the street...

Then wait in the other room. Come on, child.

I will talk to this, Monsieur.

The fighter. Papa fighter.

I love you.

Victor.

Oh, no. No, I don't leave me, please.

The police. You brought the police.

Oh, my dear. Is that why you've been hiding?

But it isn't so the police aren't interested in you anymore.

No, the Algerian business was cleared up ages ago.

And Victor has paid all your debts every single so.

In fact, you're a rich man.

You have a legacy from Madam Marnath and a pension from the government waiting for you.

Oh, Mommy.

Yes.

And more important than that, a happy and united family wanting you home again.

Oh, my dearest, it's been our one and only prayer. Please say that you'll come home.

Can I bring mine for a girl?

No, my dear. You'll have your family now.

You'll have all the company now you need.

Come along, my love.

That's right. Come home.

Oh, don't say this to me. Do I have here?

What's on? It's your father.

Dear Beth, we have a living proof of God's own goodness to us.

We have a living proof of God's own goodness.

We have a living proof of God's own goodness.

We have a living proof of God's own goodness.

We have a living proof of God's own goodness.

We have a living proof of God's own goodness.

We have a living proof of God's own goodness.

We have a living proof of God's own goodness.

We have a living proof of God's own goodness.

We have a living proof of God's own goodness.

We have a living proof of God's own goodness.

They said I was to come to see you.

Nurse, she wants you.

Everything I have, it'll help you make a new start.

I can't explain it, madam.

This little girl was the servant.

Well, to be frank, she is a pretty needle woman.

I set up in business with your husband,

Lace and Cashmere Sholes.

She's a good woman.

She's a good woman.

She's a good woman.

She's a good woman.

She's a good woman.

She's a good woman.

She's a good woman.

She's a good woman.

She's a good woman.

She's a good woman.

She's a good woman.

I see.

I can't understand why you should've chosen such a time.

Unless you will forgive me.

But unless the old boy had some notion as to what was in the wind

and went off to avoid meeting you.

I would prefer to believe it was anything rather than that.

I must thank you, mamsel, for your trouble.

You've been very kind.

It's nothing.

If he should come back, of course.

And in the meantime, since I cannot help your family in this way,

I will look about and see if I can't be of some assistance in another.

I have my dumb, what one may call, connections.

Colest, the Santa Star?

Oh, no, no, mister.

That's just a silly title that I use to get me into drawing rooms.

Names will keep mister until I've spoken of my business.

Oh.

I come at the request of mamsel's usurper, the singer.

Well, when I say it, the request, mamsel spoke to her friend,

the Duke Derowiel, who dropped a few words into the ears of the prefect

of police, who conferred with mister Shapuzu, who decided that the authorities

were better kept out of this, and so spoke to my gifted nephew,

who, of course, supplied to me.

I can't pretend to follow you, madam.

The story is I have it, mister.

Is that your family is being plagued by the activities of a certain madam Marneth,

who now proposes to finish you off altogether by marrying your father in law

and disobeating your wife's inheritance?

If she married him, I've no doubt that is what she married him, exactly.

For the sum of 30,000 francs, mister, and prepared to see that such a marriage

does not take place.

You don't believe me?

Well, then, let me introduce myself.

Um, madam Nourissa, you know the family name I see.

Yes, mister, for 40 years, we have been the unofficial executioners of Paris.

Any case beyond the law is handed on to us, and the authorities ask no questions.

As a lawyer, naturally, I've heard rumors of your...

I was not aware, madam, that you dealt in these domestic matters.

Oh, if the price is right and the favor miss you, I could settle your affairs quite easily.

I have been keeping an eye on your madam Marneth,

and I am now in a position to counter shift.

How far would I need to be involved?

Only as far as your bank balance.

For the rest, it needs little more than a rather particular party,

which members, as your Sefa, has agreed to sponsor a few female guests,

send them one special male one.

Kiss my hand, miss you.

I will have you Sefa, send out the invitations.

It was very gallant and charming of you, mister, to accept my invitation,

when we'd not been formally introduced.

Every man in Paris dreams of making your acquaintance, but myself is a...

Is a masculine obsession.

Very pretty.

Well, if you are a connoisseur of public beauties, miss you,

this should prove quite interesting.

My dears...

Allow me.

Mum, was it Cadine?

The actress.

Pianine.

Serafin Cine.

Whom everyone calls Cadabine.

Cadabine?

A pleasure.

Our dear Leonie, whom you must have seen dance at the opera.

Oh, yes.

And Maxine Cobain.

The richest arms are prettiest of us.

And also I insist the most notorious.

Miss here.

And my dell.

Cadabine.

No doubt to our little puzzled, miss you.

I Leonie'll admit.

No.

But yes.

Well, let me explain.

We also are a little puzzled.

Oh.

Here you see five of the most celebrated sirens in Paris.

There is not a wealthy or distinguished visitor to our city who is not aware of us,

and does not eventually pay tribute to one charmer or another.

And yet you, a young...

Rich and attractive.

Bachelor.

You've been living in our midst for quite an age.

And haven't sought out one of us.

There's really no excuse.

Ah!

We are aware, of course, that you've been visiting a house in the Rouvainau.

But now the little lady is a widow and intends to marry Miss here Cleville.

It seemed to us that you might well be in the mood for more diverting company.

And so...

Voila!

And not really, I am flattered, but I'm afraid you have been misinformed.

Vadre madam marneff.

Does not intend to marry Miss Cleville.

He is not an answer fact officially.

But weave the best of information.

There's no doubt that she has a very generous nature.

But I do feel that you might be as liberal with your favours as the lady is with her.

I agree.

If this is one of your great Paris jocks, I advise you to give it up.

I'm not a very good victim. I might easily do the innocent and mischieved.

Oh, no. We are used to empty threats of violence. Don't seek to impress us.

Are you sure you, if the one I love betrayed me?

I would take the law into my own hands and I would show no mercy.

There is a cure for faithless women that I learned in South America, so don't make lying allegations,

or you might find that you have them on your contract.

Allegations lies, oh my dear goose.

The angel that you think is so innocent is entertaining at this moment in a bedroom not a mile away from here.

Yes, our house near the Italian opera. Very convenient and discreet.

I myself have a room that I use there.

And on Tuesday and Friday afternoons, your madam manneff climbs the stairs with somebody who certainly is not old, Miss Cleville.

I don't believe it.

And you're not a goose at all. You're an ostrich with your head well planted in the sand.

I would have gone right through that house. I proved that there is no other word I would have thought of doing anything I said.

What is it?

Heavens, you can't just walk in as I'd wear a taproom. You'll need to be accompanied.

Take me there.

Very well. If you're really serious.

Orlando, puree also.

Well, a little orange flower water and some sugar biscuits wouldn't come amiss. I think.

Excuse me, Remisel. Wrong room.

Was it really a mistake?

What did you bribe the servants, had me watched?

I could ask you who your little friend was, where it's a fuss about you being in a house like this.

But once the use you've caught me, that's all there is to it.

Oh.

I am Steinbach's mistress. It's a tribute to the arts and sheer charity on my part if you must know.

And Cleville?

What about him?

Are you marrying him for reasons such as those all easy for his money?

Oh, you have been busy, haven't you?

Very well, I've agreed to marry Crueville.

But it doesn't mean my darling that I wasn't interested in you as well.

I was hoping to keep you in the larder. There's a meal for later on.

Oh, the prospect doesn't appeal to you.

Well, don't imagine you can spoil everything by carrying tales to my dear Crueville. I shall deny everything.

And the old boy is so besotted he'll believe everything I say.

What do you mean, my dress?

Fetch it yourself.

After this display, I'm done with you.

I'll not play parasite anymore.

And as for your love being charity.

Here.

That should more than pay the bill.

Well, you've let Steinbach slip through your fingers. They welcomed him back with open arms.

Steinbach, he'll never come to anything now anyway. His wife's welcome to him.

And you still have that tall tuck to wear. I mean, he's the real thorn in the family flesh, isn't he?

I'm to count my blessings then, is that what you're saying?

Well, it hasn't made any difference to my man Crueville. That's a blessing, isn't it?

He swears you'll sue if anyone slanders me.

What about your South American?

He's gone.

But he'll come back.

You're very confident.

I know I am, and I have good reason for it.

Look.

Brazilian diamonds and topars, it arrived this morning.

Certainly magnificent.

You'll come back.

You'll see.

In the meantime, I thought I might wear these for the first time on my wedding night.

It led a certain peacock touch, I feel.

I'm glad we made it a private affair. So much better than a pushing crowd.

Yes.

And don't you worry about that ungrateful daughter of mine. She and her husband will be glad enough to call before the year is out.

Oh, I'm not worrying, my dear.

Good.

Well, when you finished admiring your prettiest self.

Ow.

What is it?

Ooh, something wrong with the clothes.

Let me see.

Careful, it's sharp.

Ooh, I'll break my finger.

Oh, some sort of loose pin.

No.

No, it's a point come right through the clothes.

My neck, is it marked?

No.

Just a little little scratch.

Nothing more.

I love you. You're right.

It's my prayer.

I can't seem to breathe.

I'll get someone.

Oh.

At first the doctors thought it was a fever, but it's been raging now for three days.

And they say that it's something far worse.

You can hardly recognise Madame. She's so changed.

Delirious, too, most of the time.

But when she's conscious, she keeps asking for you.

Dr. Curra feels that it may help her if you were to pay her visit, Manuel Zell.

Of course.

In Christian love and charity, you should.

We're not even sure, M. Zell, if it's a poison or a tropical disease.

All we do know is that the suffering and the effects are terrible.

I want to see her.

Very well.

But you must not approach the bin too closely.

And you will certainly not attempt to kiss the patient. It could be fatal.

I will go and see if she's able to receive her.

A lawyer came this morning and they both made new wills.

I carried the papers back and forth and witnessed them.

Tell me.

Monsieur Creveld has left everything to his daughter.

Madame has left a legacy to Baron Hewlow of 300,000 francs.

If you have a scented handkerchief, you will do well to carry it.

Bert.

I'm here.

The necklace.

And his purse.

Yes.

Promise you won't tell.

I promise.

I don't want him punished.

If you say so.

Pray for me.

Not to live.

To die.

You're not going to die.

Not yet.

I've called this family conference at the request of the Place de Visembeau.

But before I ask his excellency to speak to you, I would like to touch upon another matter.

The disappearance of my father and the death of Marshal Hewlow means that we can no longer afford our separate houses.

Now I've discussed this situation with my wife and it is our wish, ma'am, that you should come here and live with us.

Yes.

You, mama, or taunts and cousin of that.

Well, there's room for all and one establishment will mean a sharing of expenses, a great consideration in our present plight.

Even though the government has to...

But there, are you at my place de France de Visembeau?

Your excellency?

Thank you.

Right, ladies.

On the day he died, your late demented relative Marshal Hewlow gave into my hands a number of securities and bonds.

His wish was that you should be used to cover certain financial losses in Algeria.

Well, now, a committee meeting quarry has voted against such a sacrifice for Miqueiro of France,

and I have been instructed to return the securities, a measure which does present a certain difficulty in as much as we know from his papers.

The Marshal was about to marry and was in the process of changing his will.

However, as the event was actually forced over, it has been decided to hand these securities over to Vitorar as head of the household,

with the request that they be used by him for the benefit of all concerned.

I trust that this meets with your approval.

I'm sure it does, and we're very grateful.

On behalf of all of us, I should like to thank your excellency and the committee of inquiry.

Madam.

Good.

The committee meeting is settled. I would take our thoughts and show her what I'm proposing is the baby's nurse face.

There's no need.

But yes, there is. And you must tell him you can be on the roof.

We owe you more than we can say, sir.

Oh, nonsense, nonsense.

Apart from what I was actually talking about, I came here to discuss another matter with you.

Excuse me, if you will.

No, what I wanted to do is cut to you.

So, you will agree to come and live with us?

It seems I must. I badly need a roof to shelter me, and I can hardly go back to Madam Monet.

So, God forbid.

His excellency has bought us news of that little menage.

The husband, Monet.

Yes.

He's been dismissed from his position at the war office.

So, of course, I was determined that the fellow shouldn't profit by his villainy, and I forced his resignation.

He was quite obviously the proper punishment since he took to his bed in some sort of collapse.

I'm sorry that he doesn't come from him.

No, no, I guess he not.

And I just wanted you to know that those who brought about Jasmine's ruin had not gone quite unchecked.

Hi, my little sir, it's talking more important matters.

I understand from Vittara that you have now decided to make it a living.

I must.

Well, now, I've an offering employment for you.

My wife is president of a large charitable organization, and the committee are looking for a lady welfare visitor.

They want someone they can trust to visit the unfortunate, and to see that help is being properly given.

In short, a good angel.

It should be a natural place for you.

The salary is 6,000 francs a year.

Now, what did you say?

What can I say?

Except to ask God's blessings on your excellencies kindness.

A good angel?

So the prince would have it?

Well, I pity the poor beggars.

All those prayers and platitudes.

I'm not concerned with prayers or platitudes.

The post is worth 6,000 francs a year, and with a marshal's capital, it should have come to me.

The family has a chance to breathe again.

To breathe, ah, yes, but that is all.

Their last shred of happiness is vanished, hasn't it, with Hector?

I mean, all they have left now is a bear existence.

Surely you will grant them that.

Only when I'm satisfied that it's as bitter, bare, and lonely as the one that they have granted me.

Heavens, but you're merciless.

You send coach shivers down my spine.

Well, tell me.

What do you think I'll look like as a widow?

Is it all up there with Monet?

He might have lasted until July.

If they left him his nomination for the Legion of Honor.

But losing both that and his place as head clerk, he's dying, I believe, of sheer rage.

Bob, will you do?

When he's gone, bury him.

After that, I don't know.

You must remarry.

Ah, Monetence.

Craville.

Oh, that old bull.

She a common sense.

The way Craville lives, you won't last more than ten years.

And your South American jaggy were still a young man.

Let him wait and be the Benjamin.

Then at 35 or so you'll have all Craville's money and you'll still be young enough to make a handsome match with the Brazilian.

You are a clever woman.

And the fact that I'll be marrying your victor house father-in-law and carrying off his wife's inheritance are purely incidental factors, I'm sure.

A gratifying bonus for my good advice.

Why hasn't he delivered this? Is he still here?

Yes, men are now.

I'd met him.

Josepha!

Don't you know me?

My God.

Hector.

Is it really you?

Word of honor, you look like a painting of yourself, and all the colour rubbed away.

Oh, I think it's an awful sign.

Awful.

So I see.

Poor old boy.

I can't get over it.

Come and sit down.

Much has happened to me.

Oh, I know.

I know.

You've been all over Paris.

You've killed your uncle, and your brother.

Rule into family, and run off with all the army's money bags in Africa.

I like that.

That's really kicking over the traces.

And the woman.

What's she worth it?

A society piece, they say.

Mother, money.

My name.

Oh, these ladies.

Where the real goes.

There's a rumor going about that she's got her claws into her old crew-velle.

As your little Steinbock.

And a marvellous Brazilian.

Oh, please, I would rather not talk about that.

Oh, I see.

It's like that, is it?

Sour.

Well, you don't surprise me.

You'd have done better to have fired yourself another one like me.

We, jolly girls, may keep our eye on the main chance.

But at least we have a heart.

Yes, that is true.

Yes, just that, but in fact, that is what I've come to see you.

I need help.

Money.

I've been on it all.

Well, I have received a little every now and then from somebody.

A relative.

And after Starvan.

With not enough to live.

That is to live with any kind of pleasure.

I see.

It's pleasure that you're after, is it?

Honestly, I should have thought of your own.

Honestly, I should have thought of your age and after all you've been through you.

I cannot bear the loneliness.

Not having anybody.

I should go mad.

All right.

Tell me what it is you want.

Excuse me.

Not really, but I just need to pray for you.

Jell.

I'm Ian.

I can't tell you that, Dan.

I need that.

Please?

Just let go.

Okay, good.

Hot.

All right!

Let's put some ink on yourseal.

You better go, quickly.

What is it?

Monet's dead.

Mm.

Slip out by the garden, then.

Cluison don't come back again.

Not today, I mean.

Ever.

Now that I'm a widow, I will not be taking any of these silly risks.

Does this mean madness, Miss.

Oh.

Idiot.

Of course it doesn't.

Ah.

Here.

I've engaged.

I've engaged.

I've engaged.

Yeah.

I've engaged.

A room.

In the Italian opera.

The address is on the key.

We can meet there later on in a week.

Yeah, very confident that I'll come.

Oh.

It's a little too late for moral scruples.

Ha ha ha.

She's quite days with grief, Paul Am.

She didn't love Monet, you know, but has all the latest proper feelings.

But still, we managed to get her moment alone together,

and she's given me the promise that I was after.

Oh, yes, definitely.

In fact, that's why I'm here now.

Oh, my congratulations.

And you must tell Valerie how much I sympathize with her sad loss.

Oh, yes, yes, a will.

Oh, yes, you're a pretty daughter and dear victor.

I'm sure you came to play a family call, so I'll leave you.

But, Paul.

This is an unexpected honor, sir.

Yes, sir.

I must admit that I've not visited you as often as I might.

I am here, my dear children, to announce that I'm to be married.

Well, you will recall that I promised in your wedding contract

that I would inform you if I contemplated such a step.

It's very much a shock.

Do we know the lady?

Well, by the pew, I've been visiting her house for some time.

Not Madam Marneff.

She's not available.

At least not in the legal sense.

Ha, I've been died yesterday.

And you're here to announce?

Not to announce.

I shouldn't have put it that way.

To tell you, as a family secret, that eventually, in due course,

well, naturally, you'll be given time to make the ladies' acquaintance.

Never.

This, sir, is the woman who has ruined my father.

Do you think, for one moment, that we'd receive her here as your wife?

Well, receive her, enough.

That's your affair. She is to be my wife.

Let me only tell you so as to fulfill my obligations.

No. I'll say good afternoon.

How could he be cut?

I'm only thankful that the Code Napoleon prevents him from manning her overnight.

The Code Napoleon? I've never heard of it.

But then you, my darling, are a Brazilian.

And you know so little of our ways.

The Code Napoleon is the French law.

And it insists that a widow observe a period of mourning for her late husband.

How long?

Ten months.

So you see, it's useless to even think of marriage at this moment.

You're not using this as an excuse.

It is the law.

It was kind of you, Manzel, to see me.

Not at all, Madam.

I have no wish to trespass on your hospitality.

I know that my husband always had a fondness for you, and I thought...

Or rather, I hoped that he may have come to you for some assistance.

If he has, Madam, it was because he trusted me.

You know, give me any reason why I should betray that trust.

Surely, as his wife, I have the right to know...

I have information about his case that he may not know of.

Oh, for God's sake, Ma'am. I don't know if you know anything of his whereabouts.

For God's sake, tell me. I'm in mortal torment.

Day after day, I go out into this city seeking the unfortunate.

Come on, my pretty.

People in the most appalling circumstances quite be on belief.

All the time, I'm wondering it.

If somewhere my fear of love is suffering in the same.

You have used the word I wanted, Madam. You need to say no more.

And then she said that if I came back tomorrow, she'd have some news of him.

But I know that was just her way of putting it.

I'm sure what she rarely meant was that Ecto would be there in person.

She actually admitted them that she'd seen Papar.

Well, not in so many words, but if she's helped in it, it stands to reason.

What a torsic of the lie.

I agree. No.

Well, whether it's the truth or not, the thing I cannot accept, Ma'am.

It's that you should have gone to her.

It shows such a lack of pride.

Oh, my dear's, do you suppose that there's any room in my life for pride?

All I want to do is to find your father and beg him to come home again.

Oh, my dear, Patrick.

Haven't you still here? Get in, get in!

Don't say a word.

Roo-shah-rong. Quickly.

Why are we going there?

See, we call to where police and spies don't dare go asking questions.

Look behind and see if there's anyone following us.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Anyone following us?

I can't see anybody.

Oh, you beat them in them.

Oh, my dear, you don't know how lucky you are.

That woman just said I'd betrayed you to the authorities.

The police are coming to arrest you.

Oh, no.

I overheard the masking victor I'll be identifying.

Oh, my own son.

I swear you can't trust a single son.

The only chance you have now is to absolutely vanish.

Well, then, am I not to go back to...

Miss Lason, cash me a shawls.

Not unless you want to be arrested.

Oh.

Well, if the hell was...

You'll find another in the Roo-shah-rong.

Here.