All language subtitles for Milou En Mai (Louis Malle, 1989)

Louder, Milou,
so they can hear you.

Uncle Albert used to say,
"Only Virgil can calm the bees."

So can the local dialects.
Ours, at least.

ln violent rioting last night
in the student quarter in Paris,

20 cars were burned
and barricades were erected.

ln the clashes,
12 policemen were wounded

and some 50 students arrested.

The student union denounced
what they called police brutality,

while the police claim

that students are being led
by an armed militia.

Riots have also broken out
in the provinces,

where farm laborers have erected
barricades around Nantes...

Adele.

Adele! Milou!

Gently, gently.

Come into the inn.

- They're nervous this year.
- lt's in the air.

Mr. Vieuzac!

l'm late for lunch.
l'll catch hell from Mom.

Go ahead. l'll finish up.
But don't run.

MAY FOOLS

Miss, l've been waiting half an hour
for my London call.

And what about my call to Nice?

Of course it's urgent.
My mother just died.

l can't help it
if your colleagues are on strike.

Don't shout at me.
l just want to contact my family.

l'll be with you in a minute.
She's in there.

Hear that?

They've set up a hospital
at the Sorbonne.

The med students.
Seems to be running like clockwork.

No one's seen God
on the barricades yet, Father.

Because people don't know
how to look.

Maybe.

Hold still.

l don't want you looking
like a savage at the funeral.

- Did you find any chicken?
- Yes. Cheese too.

Bread was harder to find.

l got some unsalted biscuits.

There. That's neater.

Eat. She wouldn't be happy
to see you like this.

Did you reach Camille?

She'll be here tomorrow.

And Claire?

Claire too.

And George?

He's in St. Tropez, of all places.

What's he doing there
at a time like this?

Before they get here,
let me give you her fox.

Like it?

lt's too nice.
l'd never dare wear it.

Not with a corpse in the house!
lt's bad luck!

Besides, l've got my period.

You're tired. Go lie down.

l'll sit with her.

l'll wake you up when l leave.

'Tis the final conflict

Let each stand in his place

The lnternational
shall embrace the human race

BOUTELLEAU FACTORY
ON STRlKE

Look at these jokers.
Any excuse not to work.

Don't make trouble.

- Boutelleau can't be too happy.
- Serves him right.

Read this, comrade.

"Boutelleau, you scum,
the people will overcome."

This one's oak,
with a lining of synthetic silk

and simple copper handles.

They chose this model
for Mrs. de Villecelles last year.

- lt's very tasteful.
- And elegant.

At a reasonable price.
l recommend it.

lf l order it now,
you'll have it tomorrow.

All right.

Not again!

What about gasoline?

l'm waiting for it.
There's been a run on gas.

The grocer filled
his tub with it.

lf lightning ever strikes -

You want some cookies, kids?

What about the house?

Best to sell it,
if we can convince Dad.

You interested?
- Too much overhead.

Where'll we spend vacations?

At the seashore.

Not the seashore!
l like it here!

Be quiet, Francoise.

Poor Dad!

Did you find her?
Must have been a shock.

Maybe the revolution did her in.
She hated disorder.

The twins!

l brought sugar, just in case.

And some flour and oil.

Where's Adele?
- Getting rooms ready.

All the shops in Bordeaux
are closing.

- lt's those jerks in Paris.
- Spoiled brats!

But they're holding out.

They need a good whipping.

Maybe even a corpse or two.

ls she in the parlor?
- The library.

This is a good spot for her.
She looks peaceful.

For once.

When's the funeral?

Day after tomorrow,
if everyone's here.

Want me to see the lawyer
on my way back?

You're leaving?

l can't spend two days here.
l'll be back.

What's so important in Bordeaux?

My patients aren't on strike.

Can l kiss her?

No, it's too late now.

Say a prayer.

We'll put her on this side.
lt's less damp.

ls that Dad there?

Not much left.
Wood outlasts bones.

Did you order flowers?

l'll do it.

Kids, dinner time!

Hands clean?

Hello, Daniel.

Careful! lt's hot.

Sorry about your grandma.
l really liked her.

Thanks.
lt was so sudden.

You haven't lost your appetite.

l hardly eat at all.
You got a new car?

Yes, an Alfa.
Great pickup, but -

ls business good?

lt was until last month, but now -

lf you decide to sell the house,
l could be of help.

- Dad still owes you?
- Of course.

How much?

- l'll read the will when you're all here.
- Any surprises?

The usual.
Three heirs, three shares.

Nothing for me?

No, but you're an only daughter.
You'll get your dad's share.

- Still ticklish?
- That depends.

You're still single?

l'm waiting for you.

And in the meantime?

Oh, you know, with the pill -

Even out here in the country?

Yes, even out here.

- Were you scared?
- Of what?

These little cars fool you.
They run out of gas too.

This is from my private stock.
She turned on the charm.

What do l owe you?

Six francs.

No charge for the service call.

No good-bye kiss?

Come on, let's go.

- You coming?
- l'll stay with Grandpa a while.

l'm off to bed. l'm dead.

Grandpa...

what's the pill?

Progress.

Grandma, it's me, Francoise.

Are you in heaven or hell?

lf you're in hell, blink your eyes.

Close your mouth.
The dirt'll get in.

Claire!

You're quite a lady now.

Emile Vieuzac, my uncle.
Marie-Laure Mounier.

May she spend the night?

Of course.

Who's that?

Camille's daughter, Francoise.

You don't mind sharing a room?
- Not at all.

The buttercup room, remember?
Aunt Zette's.

Off to bed now.

Mommy's in the library.

lf you're hungry,
Camille's made her cake.

Good night.

Your mother's brother?

The eldest.

- What does he do?
- Nothing.

Manages the estate,
or pretends to.

He's all right. Coming?

You go without me.

- Why?
- l've never seen a corpse.

All the more reason.
Come on.

She's aged.

You must feel something.

l didn't like her.

She made me wash my hands
four times a day.

After the accident,
l couldn't run or swim...

but she would nag me.

"Come on, make an effort.
You're always lagging behind.

And your piano?

l didn't hear the piano today."

Where did the crash happen?

Dad was drunk.
He missed a curve coming home.

l was pinned in the wreck
for three hours.

Both my parents died.

l was eight years old.

You look a bit like her.

Are these all they had?

l can't help it.
Folks are hoarding vegetables.

Mrs. Calvignac bought
half a ton of potatoes.

Half a ton?
They'll end up sprouting.

How many places shall l set?

Ten. No, twelve, just in case.

l got the last cut of beef.

Everything's at a standstill -
the trains, the mail.

You're late.

Pompidou still gave in to them.
Thirty percent increases.

Not those plates.
Use Aunt Zette's.

l should go on strike too.

l don't even earn minimum wage.

What's minimum wage?

You go dress and wake Aunt Claire
in the buttercup room.

l know.

We haven't seen Miss Claire
in ten years.

She won't bother
unless there's a death.

l wonder if she's still so odd.

She's an antique dealer now?

What's wrong?
Where's your car?

Did you walk all the way
from St. Tropez, George?

We ran out of gas
at the grade crossing.

Does the radio work?

Hi, Camille.

Hello, Aunt Lily.

Sorry, my hands are greasy.

Not a gas station open
this side of St. Tropez.

Excuse me. l'm cooking.

The communists aren't
fully behind the students,

which is why student leader
Cohn-Bendit

called them Stalinist pigs.

Aren't you going to see Mom?

The strike is now nationwide.
Ten million workers have walked out.

Supplies are running out in stores,
especially sugar and flour.

ln Paris, the price of potatoes
tripled overnight.

Pharmacies are also
low in stock.

Even the Bank of France
has been affected,

where the shortage of bank notes
touched off a panic.

Everyone is now waiting

for a statement
from General de Gaulle.

Francois Mitterand announced
that he is ready to take over.

Student leader Daniel Cohn-Bendit,
who briefly left the country,

has been barred
from reentering France.

Remind me to call the paper.
They'll be wondering where l am.

But are the communists
ready to embark on such a venture?

For now, the strikes are
spontaneous and isolated.

Unless the workers unite,
no revolution is possible.

The left is jumping on the bandwagon,
but where's the wagon headed?

Would you pass me
a little bone marrow?

One thing's clear:

The government
was taken by surprise.

lncluding de Gaulle.
They're floundering.

- The army has to step in.
- lt's not that simple.

lt's a miracle
no one's been killed yet.

l hear there have been casualties,
but they hide the bodies at night.

Pass the salt?

lf the movement spreads
and real chaos sets in,

then, my friends -

You really think
things could blow up?

Of course not.

A firm hand
would have ended it long ago.

The French
don't want a revolution.

That's what they said in 1 789,
just before the Bastille fell.

Just my luck!

You always were a messy eater.

What about Pierre-Alain?

What about him?

Your son! Did you notify him?

l left a message.

Probably busy
throwing stones at cops.

Pass the pickles, please.

Are you a journalist?

l'm been the London correspondent
for Le Monde for 1 1 years.

- Why were you in St. Tropez?
- l took a leave to finish a book.

A book about what?

The Gaullists.

l need a title.
How about The Rupture?

Not bad. What rupture?

What's happening bears out my book.
Youth are being ignored.

When is the funeral?
- Tomorrow.

Nice to see a woman who eats.

l must get back to Paris.
Can you get Le Monde here?

l don't know.

A '64 vintage.

What a pain,
not getting Le Monde.

Especially now.

What do you do, ma'am?

Nothing.

Don't say that, Lily.
You're an actress.

l'm an actress,
but l do nothing.

Want some carrots?

That's Grandma's emerald.

She gave it to me two years ago.

Since we're all here,
let's talk about plans.

You mean to divide up the estate?

Of course.

l have an idea.

We split it three ways,
with a large item for each,

like the vineyard,
the house, the Corot -

Where's the Corot?

- lt was sold three years ago.
- Sold?

- To repair the roof.
- Did you sell it?

Through a friend of Camille's.

- No doubt you were cheated.
- No doubt.

lf you'd replied to my letter -

You should've consulted me,
damn it.

The house and land
are hard to split into three.

Unless we sell.

Sell what?

The house and land.

We'll split the money.

And the furniture.

l have no objection.

You'd sell the house?

Why not?

This house is all
that holds us together.

Without it,
we're wandering gypsies.

How would you live here
without the vineyard?

You've never earned a cent.

How will you divide the furniture?

The usual way.

Divide it in equal shares
and draw lots.

That's how you do it?
You draw lots?

Always.

We could start today
and get it over with.

Divide the furniture today?
ln front of Mother?

Of course.

We're all here.

George leaves tomorrow,
and so does Claire.

Claire, you're only interested
in the furniture, right?

Why should you decide things?
You're not inheriting.

Your father is.
You get nothing.

Why do you want to sell?
You're crazy.

The vineyard, okay. lt's worthless.
But keep the house.

And come here for vacations,
as usual.

l'm not hungry anymore!

l want to die here.
lt's my right.

l'm telling you,
you can't rob me of my childhood.

Adele!

Where's my hat?

Where it always is.

My dear Camille.

l'll go.

She passed away on Mother's Day.

She's in there.

Dying must have surprised her.
She always planned ahead.

You're lucky. ln Egypt
you'd have been buried with her.

Grandpa!

Wait for me!

Why are you keeping
your pants on?

So l don't catch cold.

Will it work?

Yes, they're crazy
about human flesh.

Why does Aunt Claire
tie up her friend?

She ties her up?

Yes. To her bed.

Probably so she won't get away.

Quiet. l feel them.

What are you doing?

The bag, quick!

Let's start with the dishes.
lt's easier.

Then the silver.
Stop getting in the way!

We'll see about the furniture
later, all right?

This mirror's unflattering.
The other one's better.

Do you feel old?

Not at all.

ls that a valuation?

No, just a list l made last summer,
just in case.

Sure, just in case.

With an antique dealer in the family,
why get a valuation?

None of this is worth much.

There's only one good piece.

Which one?

You know.

The Louis Xlll buffet.

Louis Xlll.

Built around 1 900.

Are you sure?

Send your brats outside.
They'll break everything.

Where are your shoes?

Did you know about the ring?

- What ring?
- The emerald.

lt would have gone to Mom,
then me.

But Grandma gave it to me.

So you say.
ls that true, Adele?

l wasn't told about such things.

We used to get buckets
of big crayfish.

Hide them if we run into any cops.

lt's illegal.

- Aren't the cops on strike?
- That's all we need.

What? No towel?

l can't live
without this water, these trees.

Where's this shawl from?

Srinagar.

- Where's that?
- ln lndia.

- You've been there?
- Several times.

l even dragged George there.
He got so sick!

l don't know
how your Uncle George does it.

He's nothing special,
but he always finds the ideal woman.

- How'd he meet you?
- On a plane.

lmagine!

Over the Atlantic, during a terrible
storm, lightning everywhere.

The plane hit air pockets.
People were screaming. lt was awful.

George got up to go to the john.
You know George.

Coming back, he was thrown
into the seat beside me.

l was scared and took his hand,
and l became your aunt.

lmagine! lt's always like that.
He's lucky.

Then he talked politics to me.

That's George all over.

l loved his French accent.
He seemed so serious.

Milou, if l'd met you first,
who knows?

l haven't flown in ages.

So we can savor the silence.

You're bleeding.

Combat wounds.

Not in lot two.
ln three - it's been gypped.

Even with this cabinet?

These big pieces are worthless.

Are you sure?

They don't fit in apartments.

Hold the handlebars.

Careful!

l'm letting go.

De Gaulle's to speak tonight -
at last.

Don't eat everything, kids.
l'll be out to help you.

- Do you like de Gaulle?
- Not especially.

You British don't like him.

Here's dinner.

What a mess!

Not the books!

Why not?

The books are mine!

l'm the only who can read
in this family.

l'm going to change.

l'll be back.

The lnternational
shall embrace the human race

What about Aunt Zette's dolls?

He's got it bad.

Can you make a dry martini?

A what?

Come. l'll show you.

Mrs. Vieuzac has followed
the natural order of succession.

Her estate is divided
among her sons, Emile and George,

and Claire Dieudonne,
her granddaughter.

issue of her deceased daughter.

Her estate consists
of this property,

land, furniture and jewels,
plus investments

of negligible value.

Very negligible.

And very neglected.

How you divide it is up to you.

l see you've started
with the furniture.

That leaves the land and house.
You needn't decide today.

We thought of selling, but -

But l don't agree.

Let them take the furniture.

Leave me just a mattress
and my bike and l'll be fine.

l remind you of the rules
concerning joint division.

Meaning?

lf the other heirs

or even only one heir
wants to sell, you can't refuse.

Would you have a buyer for it all?

l might... perhaps.

Who?

Friends. Different people.
lt's complicated.

To do what?

lnvest, renew the vines.
That costs a lot.

Others talk of building
tennis courts, a golf course -

A golf course? Here?

Sure. The clubhouse here,
and rooms in the orangery.

How much could we get?

Given the state it's in,
maybe 400,000 francs.

What?

That's new francs.

Forty million old francs.
- That's nothing. lt's not even -

What do you know?
The market's collapsing!

So wait.

lt's a bottomless pit!

Taxes, expenses -

Constant repairs.

You live on a family subsidy!

We've got to sell!

Wait a minute!

Before you decide, l have
a letter from the deceased.

She gave it to me a year ago.

"To be opened
in the presence of my heirs."

Usually it's just some detail.

Probably about the ring.

"My dear children,

l give this letter to Daniel, though
l trust him even less than l did his father.

l sense the other life approaching
and fear only one thing:

meeting my husband there
after 45 happy years without him.

l'm changing my will

in a way that may surprise you.

But l'm sure you'll approve.
Especially you, Emile.

l bequeath
one fourth of my estate

to Adele Laborit,

my patient friend
in my declining years."

Signed,

Elisabeth-Marie Vieuzac.

One fourth of everything?

ls that legal?

Yes. She could leave
one fourth to anybody.

A fourth for Adele.
That's a lot.

Can we refuse?

l doubt it.
Where is Adele?

ln the orchard.

Maybe Mrs. Vieuzac told her.

Not likely.
She didn't like to be thanked.

- What?
- You're an heiress!

What?

One fourth of everything!

My God!

You're looking well, Mrs. Abel.

Camille, quick!

Gently.

Call Dr. Amig.

Her thigh's bruised.

Get the first-aid kit.

l'll get some mustard
for her to inhale.

Your poor mother.

She's in there.

Francoise, hurry up!

She's right there.

Make room.

- Will we have to redo the lots?
- Of course.

Am l hurt?

No broken bones.

l have to call Paul.

- This isn't a joke, is it?
- No, you're an heiress.

The demonstration turned violent...

Things are hopping in Paris!

Get me 462430 in Bordeaux.
lt's urgent.

George, turn that down.

Sorry, Mrs. Abel.

Kids, get back here!

Get out of there!

You must put me through.
lt's an emergency.

l can't hear a thing, miss!

You're very kind.

Too much ice?

Some respectable dames crave it.

Crave what?

The highway, trucks at night -
they can't resist it.

Last month in the Loire Valley,

a real classy dame
in a black outfit

covered in jewels,
gloves up to here -

She gets in my truck. Fine.

Five minutes later,
she says, "May l?"

She opens my fly and goes at it,
gloves and all.

l had lipstick all over.

She was a hooker.

No way.
She was respectable.

Real respectable.
And she wasn't the first.

Once, driving back from ltaly,
l picked up a mother and daughter.

And in a tunnel -
this wasn't my idea -

the mother says to the daughter -

l've decided

to ask our nation to vote

on a bill

in which l am asking it

to give the state,
and hence its leader,

a mandate
to modernize our nation.

Leonce, look at this.

Remember?
That's your wedding.

You want the fish knives?
The oyster forks?

A little of everything.

We can't divide every item.

With three forks each,
no one has a set.

There's more in the attic.

There's silver in the attic?

The incomplete sets.

l don't care if it matches,
as long as l get some of everything.

Leonce, the attic.

Camille, look at this.

l'll go with him
or he won't find it.

ls that painting valuable?

No, it's Mother.

Off to bed now.
Did you wash your hands?

By creating jobs for the young -

De Gaulle is lousy.

He's not his old self.

There's Uncle Albert,
Mother's uncle.

That zebra skin was his.
He brought it back from Africa.

- The skin?
- No, the live zebra.

He trained it to pull his buggy.
He ran all his errands on it.

Once a week, the zebra would bolt
and overturn the buggy.

lf you turn me down,

l shall have to resign at once.

Uncle Albert was really something.

Look. He also trained
our maids to go hunting.

Hunting?

He hated dogs,
but he loved to hunt.

So when he'd shoot an animal,

the maids would jump from the boat,
retrieve the game, and swim back.

There's George.

- That's George?
- When he was tiny.

...and make way

for France's young blood.

Long live the Republic!

The old referendum ploy.

lt won't work.
He's doing it all wrong.

He's completely out of touch.

He's too old.
He should step down.

Marie-Laure, come here.

- You promised to behave!
- l just mentioned de Gaulle.

l don't mean de Gaulle!

Stop with your ballet act!

Camille, are you watching
the crayfish?

They're almost done.

Did you put vinegar
in the stock?

Yes, Dad. Don't worry.

l'll help her.

So much for de Gaulle's speech.

Adele, where are the candles?

ln the kitchen closet.

Now what?

Dad...

where's your gun?

Anyone home?

lt's Pierre-Alain.
l knew he'd come.

Come on in.

Hi, folks. lt's dark in here,
but it smells good!

Hello, Dad.

- How's your mother?
- Fine, l think.

What's this on your forehead?

Nothing. Just a scratch.

Nice to see a pretty woman.

Make that two.

Make that three.
What a treat!

Gilbert Grimaldi. He went
out of his way to drop me off.

We're both starving.
- Coming right up.

Come. Mother's in there.

- You came from Paris?
- Yes, the market's closed.

l had to turn back
with my Spanish tomatoes.

Then l got caught
in a student demonstration.

The little bastards
wanted to burn my rig!

Paris is a mess,
but the roads are empty.

You're not striking?

Me? No way.
l say screw the commies.

Sorry.

That's what's so good.
They're making no specific demands.

Not like the workers.

Dad, l mean the students.
They started it all.

All they're saying is,

"We're sick of wealth, profits,

bossy rich nations, consumerism,
exploiting the earth.

lt's gotta stop!"

lt's pointless.

We're like rats
led to our death by a pied piper.

lt's gotta stop.

So it stops. Then what?

We talk. Think things over.

Try to see things differently.

No need to put up barricades
for that, or paint statues red.

You're far from Paris.

>From here it seems exaggerated.

You can't know what's going on
because it's unlike anything else.

lt's completely new.

People are talking freely,

spontaneously.

Sure, with lots of committees.
Marxists, Maoists,

situationists.

When the masses organize,
the wealthy resist.

We have to make people happy
in spite of themselves.

Excuse me,
but who's unhappy?

Earthly pleasures must be earned.

You should see Paris right now.

No one's working.

There are no cars.

The weather's lovely.
Everyone's kissing.

People are sharing what they have.
They're joyful.

lt's like a big party.

So who's collecting the garbage?

That's just a detail.

But for once
people are joining hands.

Are you for de Gaulle,
Mr. Grimaldi?

You nuts?
l'm strictly for Grimaldi.

Always have been.

You're like most people: blind.

You think it's a wonderful world,
but it isn't.

lt's unjust and brutal and vile

because of people like you.

He's right.

Are people really
making love everywhere?

Those who have time.

ln the student quarter -

l hear one slips
on all that sperm.

Grandpa, what's sperm?

- Go to bed.
- l'm not tired.

Yes, at last
people are making love

for the pleasure of loving.

They meet, they're attracted,
they make love.

Foreigners are amazed.
- Sounds nice.

We should go.
lt's a shame to miss it.

lt's dumb to be left out.

l'll take you.
Come with me tomorrow.

Tomorrow?

After the funeral.

l must get back.
We'll find a way.

You come too.

All of you, come.

Meanwhile, let's get to bed.

The funeral's at 9:00 a.m.

Stack the plates where they were.
We'll wash them tomorrow.

Pierre-Alain,
you sleep with the kids.

Don't worry.
l'm used to sleeping in my rig.

lt's my dreamboat.

There's room for two.

That's Grandma's coat.
The nerve!

You know what that's worth?

l'm owed so much money,
so l thought -

That coat's so drab.

But it's warm.

You prefer that to silver?

Good night, folks.

l won't sleep.
My mind's racing.

So's mine.

Can you lend me
a suit for tomorrow?

Sure.

Good night, Milou.

Mr. Vieuzac!

What is it?

Dad says the funeral can't be today.

Why not?

They're on strike.
Good-bye.

- Then when?
- He doesn't know.

Wait!

We can take her
to the cemetery in my truck.

We can't bury Mother
in a tomato truck.

What'll we do?

lt's been three days.

l'll take the tomatoes out.
We can put her inside. lt's refrigerated.

No! Not in the truck!

What about burying her
on the property?

- With no coffin?
- We could find one, or build one.

Milou is right.

Later we'll build a tomb
and plant a cypress.

Let's keep her near us.

What do you think?

Better than the truck.

All right.
Let's do it tomorrow morning.

l'll go find Leonce.

That black outfit suits you.

Are you wearing stockings
or pantyhose?

Here! lt's pretty here.

There's not enough soil.

lt's too rocky.

ln the hollow?

There's a spring there.

We'd better dig
under the big cedar.

Yes, in the shade.

lt'll take all day.

The cops have flexible nightsticks.

- That must hurt!
- You get used to it.

Let me.

This one's from the student quarter,
this one from the stock market.

ln St. Tropez it rained constantly.

Why doesn't Aunt Claire have kids?

- Ask her.
- l don't dare.

Neither do l.

- Got any trestles?
- Over there.

- What are you doing?
- Wanna help?

Put that over there.
Go on.

She's promising.

l'll have to check her out
in a few years.

l wanted to ask you something.

Do you use those pills
for not having kids?

l'm debating myself.

Does your husband
think they're dangerous?

He says no.

Then what's stopping you?

Stop it, you two!

Stop that at once!

You know you're an even match.

Do l have to come out there?

Go wash your hands.

Dad, we're out of wine.
- l'll get some.

Wait.

l'll go with you.

You know what Voltaire said?

"l've decided to be happy
because it's good for the health."

Why did you give up the piano?

There are too many pianists
as it is.

Shall we continue
dividing things up?

The weather's too nice.

lf you change your mind -

l was on the third barricade.

At 2:00 a.m.,
they fired two red rockets.

The riot cops fired tear gas.

The bastards used chlorine gas.

Does your friend
want to be a ballerina?

She wants to,

but she won't make it.

George always carries
pictures of the house.

He shows them to everyone.

lt looks better in pictures.

Like me.

lt is a bit like you.

Yes, it's a wreck.

l may sprout some wild vines too.

This smell... it's so sensuous.

l agree.

You could get drunk
on the smell alone.

We've never spent so long together.

l'm discovering you.

To our health.

ln Toulouse, there are 50,000
demonstrators in the main square...

Sexual freedom
doesn't conflict with love.

lt's the end of possessiveness.
Your body is your own.

Can't you save yourself
for someone?

One can...

but it's selfish.

Am l in the way?

No. Why?

l often am.

All professions are joining
in the protest.

At the French Soccer Association,

soccer players are staging
a sit-in.

Our reporter is there.

Soccer belongs to soccer players.

Soccer players.

- Am l sunburned?
- l think you're neglecting your wife.

ln no time we became
an old married couple.

But it's not unpleasant.

She's in the wine cellar with Milou.

ls Milou nice to you?

l waited for you at the cemetery.

They're on strike.

- Where are you going?
- To get eggs.

l'll drive you.

Where's that guy get gas?

The orangery.

When we were kids,
it always seemed so huge.

l used to always ask,
"Where are the oranges?"

"Uncle Albert ate them,"
l was always told.

One Bastille Day, in the evening,

there was music.

We were about 1 1 years old.

You officially asked me
to marry you.

Remember?

As if it were yesterday.

Eat 'em before they rot!

Mom said to give you this.

Thanks, kid.
Kiss her for me.

Who wants free tomatoes?
Beautiful love apples!

May l take some
for Mrs. Combes? She's ill.

Sure, for Miss Combes too!
And all the little Combeses!

Tomatoes, Father?

What the hell is that?

Kids from Gambetta High.
But it's not Gambetta anymore

What's it called now?

Che Guevara High.
lt was my idea.

l believe it.
Tell 'em to come get some tomatoes.

They're too busy
staging the revolution.

Come on, don't let 'em rot!

lt's Dad!

ls the funeral over?

What's going on?
Where's your mother?

Coming!

Hello, Paul.

Gravediggers are on strike.
We'll bury her by the cedar.

You should have let me know.

lt would have saved me the trip.

You having lunch with us?

- Where were you?
- Getting eggs for the quiche.

l don't have time for lunch.
l'm off.

l canceled six appointments
to come here today.

The cherries are delicious this year.

You think we'll get a storm?

The bitch stung me!

lt's so hot!

Just three days to Pentecost.

l'd forgotten.

More vacation.

Not bad for Spanish tomatoes.

You said it.

To your health, Auntie.

My cherry tart is great.

lf you climax too soon,
it annoys men.

They feel useless.

l don't come easily.

What it takes for me is -

But they never do it.

So tell them!
How else would they know?

The trouble now is that
all women want an orgasm.

Before, they didn't even know
it existed.

lt was a breeze.

Children, go and play.

Go on now.

This is my first time.

l'll make a wish.

So will l.

Am l sunburned?

No, thanks.
l smoke French.

Am l all red?

lt's really nice here.

Beats the seashore after all.

lf you replanted the vineyard,
you'd get great wine.

We have everything here!

Woods, vineyards,
fruit, vegetables!

There's even a spring.

lt's even a bit mineral.

Diuretic!

We once thought
of commercializing it.

l remember.

But why commercialize it?

Lots of people could live here.

At least a hundred,
maybe more.

You could plant food there -
apple and pear trees, a little wheat.

We have walnuts - that's important.
And honey too.

l love honey.

We could buy more poultry.

Fresh eggs! "Eat an egg a day,"
Mom used to say.

We used to keep goats.

That's right. White goats.

Goat cheese is good -
and stimulating.

lt's easy to make, if we have
to feed a hundred people.

We could even sell some.

l haven't felt so young
in 30 years.

Long live the revolution!

This is a perfect place
for a solar oven.

The kids will be children of nature.
No more schools.

They're doing that already
in Arizona.

Of course,
we'd eliminate marriage.

Everyone follows his bent.
You'd have any woman you wanted.

Or any man.

Marriage is love's tomb.

Free men and free women,
living in harmony!

Sharing everything.
l must see that before l die.

Abolish the slavery of work.
Everyone does what he likes.

Let's just take what nature offers.
Why always strive for more?

To die rich? What for?

This will spread all over the region.
lt's what people want.

We'll make music and poetry,
and use vegetable waste for compost.

Compost is essential.
Eggshells, peelings -

We waste too much just to make
more concrete, plastic, dead matter.

No more chemicals!

Will we stop brushing our teeth?

Ask your mother.

Ah, the breeze, the sun,
the month of May.

Makes me want to feel
a woman's breasts.

Go ahead.

Adele, champagne.

A bedouin's daughter

Forgot what her dad taught her

She took a shine
to a young bed-ou-ine

ln his car-a-van

But a sly donkey driver

Tried to deprive her

Of all the bananas
she had laid to rest

ln her little chest

The bedouin's daughter

Stuck close to that caravan

One by one she'd sin

With ever bedouin
in that caravan

So all the camel drivers

And all the donkey drivers
made her their sultana

And slipped her their banana
in the caravan-a

Remember when Uncle Albert
went to mass in this?

Took his zebra too.

And his two maids, Heloise and -
Who was the other one?

Maryvonne.

He'd say,
"l'm taking my harem to mass."

He'd knock at their door and say,
"Nature's calling."

He was ahead of his time.

- Too bad he's gone.
- He'd ride his zebra to the Sorbonne.

That's right!

What our great social reformers
were always missing

was the pill.

Strip love of its genetic function
and you have pure pleasure,

with no ulterior motives.

ln a word, happiness.

We must learn

not to be ashamed of sex.

What's lovelier than two naked bodies

giving each other pleasure?

We must learn...

to make love in public.

That would change everything.

Great idea.

Let's start now.

We'll put our names
on bits of paper -

men here, women there -

and draw a couple by lots.

All right?

And then?

Then they make love on the spot.

ln front of Grandmother?

Grandmother doesn't care now.

There. l'm ready.

l volunteer.

l have to get home.
Mom's all alone.

You stay here.

You can't leave now.

Well? Nobody else?

Well, Mr. Grimaldi,
since we're the only ones...

we can start
whenever you like.

Please... after you.

Very well.

Give me a hand?

Right away.

Go to bed.

l think the house
has been saved.

Are you getting hard,
Mr. Grimaldi?

lt's coming along.

Oh, it's you.

May we come in?

Of course. Come in.

What's going on?

Mr. and Mrs. Boutelleau!
What's wrong?

- Haven't you heard?
- What?

- lt's happened.
- What?

This is it!

They've occupied my plant
and locked up my foremen.

We had to flee.

With the threats we received!

Perhaps it's not so serious.

They want to talk.

Haven't you heard the news?

De Gaulle left Paris!
- What?

He's vanished.
He may be dead.

That anarchist Cohn-Bendit held
a press conference at the Sorbonne.

Red flags everywhere.

Hundreds of trucks
are heading for Paris.

lt's all been planned.
They're armed.

This is it.
The premier will surely quit.

He may already be in Switzerland.

The reds are going
to blow everything up.

lt's a power vacuum!
lt's total collapse!

What about the army?

lt's divided.
We can't count on the army.

We have no army!

You know, Soviet tanks
are two days from the border.

Here's the latest news.

We've just learned
that Georges Pompidou has -

- Not again!
- See? lt's starting!

That's the signal.
All of France is in the dark.

l'll turn on my headlights.

Have you eaten?

But l brought a leg of lamb.
Shame to waste it.

Milou, what should we do?

Listen, we can't stay here.
lt's too dangerous.

Why?

Why? Because this house
makes us prime targets.

She's right.
They might burn us out.

- There'll be rapes.
- We have to leave.

Francoise, wake your brothers up.
We have to leave!

And go where?

l'm safe.
l'm on their side.

You think so?

To them you're a rich kid, period.

We're on their list,
starting with me.

l've never harmed anybody!

You're a property owner - a capitalist.

- Me?
- Yes, you!

Face it.

This isn't Paris.
They'll line you up against the wall.

No discussions.
Remember the Spanish Civil War.

Kill first, talk later.
Like France in 1 944.

Thousands must be dead by now.

Did you bring salt?

Yes, and aspirin too.
Don't worry.

Did you bring my laxatives?

A leg of lamb feeds
seven or eight at the most.

Want some ham?

Trouble is,
ham makes you thirsty.

- What are you making?
- A whistle.

We must post sentries.

l'll set some traps.

He was a fine Boy Scout.

You got the runs?

You're lucky.

lt must be balanced
ever so lightly.

We place a few grains underneath.

The bird approaches

and touches the twig -

Uncle George, look.

Come on.

Hurry!

A group of armed men is coming!
We must get away!

This way!

Florence, the dog!

Leave everything!
Get going!

Sure they weren't woodcutters?

You can't be too careful.

What will de Gaulle
have left behind? Not much.

They'll say he went out
with a whimper.

He didn't see it coming.
lt's strange.

Typical army man.

You cold?

No, hungry.

When l think
of all those tomatoes -

My granddad, a naval officer,
once ate a man's thigh.

Really?

Lost at sea and starving,
they took one of the wounded and -

This is no time for such tales.

Did he like it?

Of course, they had to eat it raw.

Let's go back for the supplies.

ln the dark?

Don't tell Lily,
but l've been fired from the paper.

Really?

They're sending a young guy
to London to replace me.

ls that why you want
to sell the house?

Don't worry.
l have my book.

lf they still publish books.

Grandpa, do revolutions last long?

Depends.

Pierre-Alain,
what have you got to say?

l'm tired.

l have something to confess.

l hate young people.

l think it's this way,
but l'm not sure.

Careful!
l'm right behind you!

Watch where you're going!

Milou, help me!

Here l am.

See where your dumb ideas get us?

Screwing up is easy!

lt's easy to tear up streets
and call us jerks, but the result -

l didn't want this!
Someone's taking advantage of us!

You didn't think!

Now my kids are sick,
we're starving,

and the house may be burning!

Your husband could be dead.

A new world!

lt was changing without you!

Squeezing toothpaste out is easy,
but try getting it back in.

Bullshit! You don't understand!

You're too stupid and too old!

That's enough!

You don't hit
as hard as the cops.

l think it's further down.

We have to veer right.

Bernard.

Have some chocolate.

You too, dear.

Relax.
The batteries are dead.

lt's hell not knowing
what's happening!

Shall l go buy Le Monde?

Stop giving me a hard time!

Where's the aspirin?

You took all the jewels?

l couldn't leave them behind.

l took mine too.

And you plan to keep them?

Meaning?

l think you want it all:
furniture, jewelry, silver!

Jewels are separate. That's a rule!
They go to the daughters!

That's true.

- And my mother was the only daughter!
- My daughter's the only granddaughter!

First the emerald,
and now the rest!

You calling me a thief?

Your dad's the heir, not you!

Grandma gave me the emerald
for Francoise.

l have three kids to think about.
You have no heirs.

Dykes never have children!

Here, take the jewels
if you want them!

You get away from me!

Don't touch me, truck driver!

She hates me!

Everybody hates me!

l take care of everyone.

l slave from morning to night.
l cook.

Everyone uses me.

Especially you!

You're a real bastard!
Just out for kicks!

You don't have a clue
about women.

Grandpa, what's a dyke?

l don't know.

You can see houses down there.

l'm always up early.

l like to watch the sunrise.

Looking at lovely views
gives you lovely eyes.

You'll catch cold.

What's the difference?

A penny for your thoughts.

l'm thinking about Mom
down there all alone.

About you, me, the house -
all that.

Smell that?

Honeysuckle.

Adele!

There you are!

l was worried sick.

Leonce's dog found you
despite the rain.

You can go home now.

What's going on?

De Gaulle's back.
He made a speech.

There was a big parade
in Paris last night,

but for him this time.

They say the turnout was huge.

Today everything's back to normal.

Seems it's all over.

We'll be voting soon.
And there's plenty of gasoline.

lt must have been some parade!

This is Marc, my fiance.

We're going to be married
this summer.

Pleased to meet you.

lnitial each page
and sign at the end.

That bastard!

Murderer! Polluter!

You shit! Disgusting scum!

Pimp! Exploiter! lndustrialist!

Hypocrite! Poisoner!

What's wrong?

That louse Boutelleau
emptied his chemical vats!

They'll blame it on the strike!

Bastard!

They're waiting for me.