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BAKER FROM VALORG

Valorg in Bouches-du-Rhône, 323 inhabitants, 170 m above sea level,

...80 km from Marseille, 53 km from Tarascon, gendarmerie...

and 5th grade income. Industry - distillery.

Thus the guide..

Valorg describes Provence. If you were there,

then they would see Valorg differently. I can't explain. This...

...the edge of lavender, snow-white houses and blue sky.

Today we want walk through this fortress,

in which it seems lies the joy of being.

However, the city is empty.

Because all the people came down to the highway to meet the participants...

19th regional competitions. The riders are already on their way.

Everyone gathered there. The mayor's office is in full force.

Mister Mayor is near ours microphone. Let's ask him...

share your impressions from this unforgettable day.

Yes... I...

He's obviously... - This is also obvious.

It is clear, in addition, that organizing an event...

flawless. Everyone came here. Surely you are excited?

I believe that this success without any exaggeration...

we are obliged to the director of trading brand that has become a property...

this region. This is monsieur... - Kurtefis.

Noel Courtad, aka Courtefis. - So, Mr. Mayor,

Is the whole municipality here? -Where is Felicien?

Felicien! -Have you seen him?

Felicien!

Felicien, stop it rush around like a bear in a cage.

Let's go see the finish line. No need to be nervous.

I'm not nervous at all! Look at the finish...

it's like again take the school certificate.

It's not the first time participates in races?

For me, yes. If among the first I won't see Justin for dozens of times,

then what will I look like? People will ask me: why did he...

behind, why the last one? - Why on earth...

Yes, he should win. He young, strong, but still...

must be reckoned with with surprises.

What kind of surprises? - Punctures, for example.

Mistakes along the way chains that jump off.

And most importantly - accidents! - Accidents?

Afraid of what they'll tell you as if he had crashed.

Don't you ever think that others may be stronger!

He's not traveling alone. - I know I’m not alone, otherwise...

and there would be no racing. I told you I'm afraid.

But you can't show it! Who needs a father?

spoiling his own blood? - Aren’t you worried here?

Yes! Very! But here I am at least no one sees.

I wish I could be his mother - Then I wouldn't have to worry about anything!

And I didn't want him to become racer. But no one listened to me.

If only he didn't get sunstroke!

You're crazy! Vice versa, the sun only helps.

And here is the finish! I recognize Justin Ebrada, a local native,

who was ahead opponent by 6 buildings.

See you tonight!

Monsieur Felicien! - Well?!

What's the matter? - Your son!

Did he win? - Yes. I was ahead by 6 lengths.

For 6 buildings! I told you that he is the strongest!

Wait!

Have a croissant and chocolate bun. Are you finally ready?!

How can it be, Felicien, you're everything missed it. - I couldn’t come...

on time: the wife was not ready. - ABOUT!

Bravo! Congratulations! - If you sent him to the city,

he would become a champion. - I want him to become a champion...

at the bakery. If I send him to the city, then only...

study to be a pastry chef. - My dear friends!

Take off your hat. - Oh, yes!

What about your cap? - Yes, yes.

Cap!

Justin, come here. Allow me I can share that joy

with which I hand over This cup is for the son of Valorg.

Postmaster who reads newspapers, no doubt

would have found more significant ones words to celebrate...

important milestone memories of this day.

I'm speaking from the pure hearts and join...

congratulations to the winner this ordeal...

and to his happy father, to my friend Felicien Hébrard.

My dear friends! We have completed our duty and celebrate victory

Valorg flowers. However we we can't say how...

some "what's next let's do it even better." Because...

there won't be a next time. We have done our duty

but now my son calls for even greater debt.

Service to the Motherland calls him.

In the heart of Africa... Emil, stop drinking...

from all glasses at once. Evariste, watch your son!

If you don't want to he got it right.

In the heart of Africa, in a deserted, waterless land,

he will represent with dignity our little town.

So where is he going? - To Algeria.

In the face of your disposition I won't say another word:

just... - Apchhi!

Thank you.

Well, now go, my son, and don’t sleep on your laurels.

Yes, wash yourself thoroughly in the laundry bin.

And now - for you!

I've been waiting for you...

all evening. - I couldn't leave.

I would like...

talk to you. - What?

I want to talk to you. - Someone is coming!

Francoise!

Open up to me.

Don't hang around here: they'll see us.

Well, no one has us won't notice.

Don't you want to let me in? -Are you crazy? If mom...

will hear you... - Your mother... She's sleeping.

No, Justin, this is not good. - Let me come in. Just a minute.

Tonight is the last evening, Françoise. I want so much...

Shut up.

Damn it!

There's always no streetlight on this street and all sorts of rubbish thrown in!

Is that you, Justin?

Yes, dad, it's me.

Good evening. - Good evening.

You're late. - Yes, I chatted with Auguste.

Really? With Auguste? - Well, yes.

Apparently the conversation was lively. You're still all red.

Because he ran. - Well, of course, he ran.

Get to bed quickly! After all, on this week you start life...

Fortunately, over the next 18 months The sergeant will put you to bed at 21.00.

Sometimes there are layoffs. - That's right, they happen. But if...

you will continue in the same way spirit, then you will have to sleep in jail.

How strange. It's been a long time since I knew you were leaving.

And yet it seems to me that Today I heard this for the first time.

You see, only in the moment we understand separation

how good it was together. I feel like these last year and a half...

I will be missing something. Your mother and I - we will wander...

around this house, like two restless souls.

Okay, that's nonsense.

Good night, baby.

This is my last time I call you baby.

When you return you will a man. And people are already...

will not say: Justen, baker's son. They will say:

The baker is Justin's father.

And you will see how happy I will be.

Go now. Stop by to see your mom. - Is she still awake?

No. Waiting for you.

Good night!

Observe yourself. In these cities there are bad women.

I'm no longer a child. - Others got caught doing this.

If there is not enough food, go to the dining room.

Just don't tell your father. - Don't worry.

Clotilde! Look how it is there flatbread for Madame Castagne.

Now? - Yes. Your son will wait a couple of minutes.

And the flatbread - it won’t wait.

Here you go. - Thank you, dad.

Just not a word to the mother! - It's unlikely...

If you go out with the general, give him a drink.

Okay baby... - Goodbye.

Goodbye, mom.

The most important thing is to send news for us. - Yes.

Have a nice trip!

See, I came to say goodbye with you. - I'm glad.

Won't you forget me? - No, I will write often.

Justin, hurry up. - Yes, I'm coming!

Good afternoon, Clotilde. - Good afternoon, Monsieur Arnaud.

Where's Felicien? - He's getting dressed.

We'll be late! - Ah, this button! Ready.

Somehow I feel at ease from the death of Sulas.

Oh, at 89 years old! - Yes, that’s how he was.

What about you? - 70.

70? So are you still... Wait a minute!

Look!

I came up with a trick to not to grow old? It's not often that you...

update your calendar! - This is due to an oversight.

With all this trouble I...

Clotilde! Where's my umbrella? - In the wardrobe on the left!

He blocked the calendar on the day of Justin's departure.

In 10 months, no one even lifts a finger not allowed to touch.

Already 10 months? - Almost 11.

Vile weather.

I can't believe it... - Oh, yes.

Hello. - Who could think... At the last...

meeting of the municipal council he sat next to us...

and now... stretched out... - If not for this fall,

he would still be with us. - It's because of the street lighting.

No, after all, he was 89 years old. And a fracture...

What? - After all, he could...

fall in broad daylight.

But he fell at night. And you need to accept...

some measures. - This is temporary lighting.

It shouldn't stay like that. - I propose the same...

same as last year.

Poor Sulak.

I say, I offer the same lighting as a year ago -

with flashlight and extra fencing near the bridge.

And another one on the street President Doumergue.

And a lantern on the Rue Crucifixion. - This is very important! And also...

on Cemetery Street. It will immediately become more fun!

I'll pay for one. - You could pay...

and that's all. - Why don’t I kiss you? power plant, huh?

If I understand correctly, you want 4 lights.

However, we have a deficit of 300 thousand francs And now I'm worried...

balanced budget. - Budget he cares. And the fact that a person can...

crush your face? - No!

That's it. - I didn’t say that!

Shh... - He still doesn’t hear!

To eliminate your deficiency, increase the tariff for use...

social scales. - But then the regulars will go to others.

The distillery also has scales. But they're lying

if the weight is more than 1000 kg.

A month ago Sulak weighed your horse. It was 704 kg...

on public scales, and at the distillery - 681 kg.

In 450 m he lost 23 kg. - Is it really so?

Well, ask him. Oh, I'm sorry...

Gigolo! - Oh, Madame Zanetti!

Have you seen Françoise? - No.

Oops, she missed her flight. - Maybe. Goodbye, madam!

Are you here?

How did you get there?

I'm leaving, Madame Zanetti. - Thank you, Mademoiselle Negre.

Why didn't you take the bus? - A truck picked me up...

from the distillery. - I was surprised that you weren’t there.

I knew that you should I was coming today.

Listen, what is written here?

Why is she asking me not to be harsh with you?

Haven't you created something stupid?

Don't be afraid, I won't swear.

I won't even be angry.

Is this a boy?

How old is he? - Yesterday I turned 2 months old.

Did you feed him yourself? - Half.

I'm too much I was worried that...

there won't be enough milk. - My poor baby.

Why did you earlier didn't tell me?

It was impossible.

I can't right away get married.

Why?

Did his father leave you? - He's away, but he...

won't quit. He'll be back. Don't worry, mom. We'll get married.

When? - In a few months.

Who is he? From our region? - Don't ask me.

I can't say.

Why, Françoise? So he's married. - No! Nothing of the kind.

He is not married - he is a soldier.

Now I understand why you couldn't eat and...

why so haggard? But I let you go...

to my aunt because I decided that you are anemic.

It's great you fooled me.

Good God!

You deserve me to strangled. Show me his letters!

I don't have them anymore. - You're lying!

I burned them. -Did you burn them?

Wait, what did you say? He's a soldier!..

And his father, by chance, not a baker?

Mother!

Ah, Madame Zanetti!

Oh... how cute!

Should I weigh it?

You will still have time for this!

I leave it to you. He is your son.

My son? What do you mean by this?

This rake he seduced my daughter!

Don't get carried away. Your daughter I was in Italy, my son...

in Algeria. How would they did you do this?

I don't know how. But she told me this.

Do you dare to say... My son is a brave fellow.

He is not capable of this! - And my daughter, is she lying?!

Listen, Madame Zanetti, I don't know if your daughter is lying...

But... - But Justin went into the army...

in September. And such a big guy like him, he wouldn't do something like that...

frail child! - So frail?

Yes! - He looks like you.

As soon as he arrived, he screamed!

What? Look like me? He doesn't look like not on anyone in our family.

Even my father!

Look!

He doesn't look like him not at me! Not even Justin!

What's the matter?

His hair is red. But we don’t have redheads!

I'm sorry, but he's completely not red - he is bald.

Bald? Especially!

Take your child.

I won't agree to this! - Won't you go? The court will make you run!

Court! Do you have any evidence?

What is this? - If Françoise had behaved...

seriously, she would know what is it?

What are you saying? - That the winnings are yours,

because I'm a widow. - Fortunately.

Is it happiness that I am a widow? - Yes, this is settled by men.

Okay, I agree.

Could I have expected from her... - From this woman you can...

wait for anything. - You know, Felicien, at your age!

You'd be ashamed! - What?

In my time... - You should...

clean your ears. Get away!

I beg you! - I won’t do anything to her.

Went.

There is a way talk somehow!

She just went crazy. She spoke everything that came to mind.

Well, Monsieur Ossel? Shall we play a game of billiards?

If you like.

Quiet evening today.

Sorry.

Well, no!

Enough! If you have what can I say, say so.

But don't stop me from playing. If Françoise gave birth to a child,

This is very unfortunate. But this is There's no reason to blame everything on Justin.

I respect Francoise. She's decent young woman. And if she calls Justin,

then it doesn't bode well for you nothing bad.

Have you seen them? - I!.. I saw it.

Where? - On the Rue de Puy.

Last year, even before his departure.

On Rue de Puy? There's no light, and yet you recognized them!

I have known Justin since birth. And I can do without the sun,

to get to know him. - And even after taking a liter of pink...

on the chest. Would you be on the last one I looked just as clearly this week!

What was last week? - Yes, when you decided that you had opened...

toilet door and peed right on the geranium by the terrace.

Well, thank you! Opened my eyes to my superiors and the whole world,

that I drank once. - I don’t need to say anything.

He himself knows. Your boss. - This proves that he was drunk,

but doesn't prove that Justin is innocent.

It seems that Françoise There are letters from Justin.

They say that they done. Is this evidence?

If she did this with another, would he write?

Françoise is under pressure from her mother. If you need someone to blame,

then she found the right one. Or Justin will marry her,

or they will go to court. This is real blackmail!

Blackmail? - Yes!

Don't talk nonsense! - How do you think,

what is Algeria? 400 thousand residents. At least 5000...

20-year-old girls, not counting Arabic He didn't need...

have a child by correspondence with a girl from his village.

Girl from home much more expensive than others.

But you yourself didn’t get married...

on a girl from her native place! - I know where she comes from.

Françoise is no worse than your wife. - You have been my friend for 40 years, and you dared...

compare Clotilde with this slut? You old scoundrel, you are making a slander!

Don't lose your mind! - Shut up! To everyone who...

on the side of this touchy one and her mothers

nothing else to do in my store.

Let them look for goods elsewhere. In Cunyang. - In Kunyan?

Yes! - It's 9 km. - But your legs will stretch.

You won't do this, will you?

Yes, I will do it. And no later than tomorrow.

Madame Hébrard, would you please sell me this bread?

Leave him!

Tell him that I I don't need his money.

Tell him that in future he will not also need my postman,

to deliver mail at inopportune times.

But we're still waiting letters from the baby!

Maybe. But to deliver mail, my postman needs to eat.

So let him tell his postman go have a drink. We'll wait.

Wonderful!

When he said that we would have to to go to Cunyang, I thought,

that this is a hot hand. I've arrived see if he fulfills his...

threat or change his mind. After all, the morning is wiser than the evening.

It's been 30 years since I've been at night I work and sleep during the day.

Well, listen, finally...

Madam, if your husband has no heart, then he cannot demand anything from others.

I have a huge heart. But besides it there is also a leg.

Get lost! Otherwise this leg will hurt someone.

I'm not responsible for anything anymore. - Felicien, they will rob the bakery!

Don't be afraid!

I'm not like others. If at a family dinner I...

put a plate on top, then I'll just lose my appetite.

What is the crowd, they would come one at a time. Then we would get...

your bread. But you preferred listen to the official's ravings,

stupefied for 30 years administrative service,

two idiots in uniforms and one old hag.

Well, your right. But I'm so intimidating...

I won't tolerate it. I know what's on anyone's mind.

My son is just an excuse. Evariste, you always regretted

that you didn't get my wife.

You... You are always ambitious on men, from inattention...

which are covered with mold, like dried figs.

As for you, you will never you won't forgive me for...

insisted on yours expulsion from the council. - I?

You, you! I'm nobody I’m not telling behind your back.

When the gypsies stole chickens You're such a coward!

And who could get the knife? in the back - you or someone else?

We would arrange for you luxurious funeral.

Monsieur Hébrard's behavior is simple unacceptable. We will...

What?

Calm down, Felicien! - You know him!

So what if he...

is in charge of the post office?!

Madame Zanetti,

war has been declared. - Oh Madonna, what are you talking about?

Ebrard refused to sell bread.

I would never have believed it.

All you have to do is do like him. You...

in its own right. - What can I do?

No coffee, no sugar, no butter.

This will bring him to his senses.

Well, we thought of it! We have There are already enough problems.

We need to defend ourselves with the same weapon.

I didn't capitulate in '40. I won’t give up even now.

Bravo, boss!

Felicien refused...

Finally stop it!

He's right! - Why is he right?

Do you know something?

Silence, gentlemen!

Well what does this mean?..

Let's take "The Virgin's Prayer." Please pay Attention: it says "slow"!

All together!

Three, four...

Do you think this is "together"?

We refuse to play "The Virgin's Prayer"

Why? - Play this, when a local girl...

nurses a child God knows from whom...

From Justin! - Were you there?

I won't play.

Okay, okay!

Silence! So, let's take it "March of the Zouave"

And listen to you more I don't want to. Attention!

Listen to my command! Once! Two!

Well, what's the matter?! - What's the matter?..

Since these gentlemen don't want to play "Prayer", then we will not...

play "March of the Zouave". - Justine has nothing to do with it.

I won't play in honor this slacker, at that time...

how his father deprives him us a piece of bread.

He means business!

Central Committee grocers

Gentlemen, we have gathered today for a serious reason.

It is necessary to carry out meeting, character and...

whose course is dictated circumstances. My position...

caused a healthy reaction intelligent elements of this village.

Bravo!

This position... - Bravo!

This position turns me into the main rival and...

does me a risky honor lead your movement.

Some of our fellow citizens putting friendship above justice,

considered it their duty take the side of the baker.

But we will not allow this to happen!

And we have methods of influence.

Holodomorschikov to the wall! We want bread!

L-listen...

Felicien... - Can you read?

No, but... I ask you: can you read?

It's not because of you it's for the community.

For the community? - Yes, people are starving.

Oh, yes! Come on, eat. Next once it comes with glue!

With glue? - Yes, because the glue...

also made from flour.

Ay! - Have you been here?

Sneaky guy! Hiding to scare women?

Who do you take me for? - For who you are!

You are a true father his son. Libertine!

Celibacy has completely finished you off! Better go see a doctor!

I can take care of myself! - Shut up!

Don't touch me! Disgraceful! Murderer!

Who's the killer? Pig squeal!

What's the matter? Are you deaf?!

Do you want me to crush you? - No one will pass here.

This is torment for Felicien!

Do you know, my friend, sir? Ebrard deprived us of his bread.

And we will deprive him of his torment. - Nice things you are doing here!

But this torment is not yours.

I have to deliver it. my the owner is not interested in details.

Best for you it would be to turn around.

Turn around? Where? Don't go downstairs in reverse!

What's happened? Are you having an accident?

They won't let me pass.

What do you mean they won't let you pass? - Don't interfere.

When people are hungry power is powerless.

To kings and emperors something is known about this.

It's not serious.

Come on, come on, disperse!

This is serious. And no negotiations!

Oh, you don't intend to discuss...

Clear the path. - Come on, leave!

This is already resistance to the authorities! I'm warning you...

for the last time. If you right now...

you won't break up I'll draw up a protocol.

Attention, I'm counting to 5!

Once!

Two!

Three!

Four!

Well, are we moving?

Go away, be reasonable!

Well, put yourself in my place...

Monsieur Felicien! They detained your flour truck.

How could they detain him? - They blocked the road.

I'll invite more people! - No! I don't need anyone!

My patience is running out. I will take it without hesitation...

for weapons. Latest warning!

Disperse or I'll shoot!

Go your separate ways, come on!

I kindly ask you.

Don't touch me! - Why don't I touch it?

Where is your first speed? - On the left!

Let's go! - Ebrard! Felicien! Get out of there!

If anyone has weak legs, I warn you: it weighs 5 tons.

Where is Mr. Mayor? - Down there.

Mister Mayor!

Mister Mayor!

What?! - He's there...

I can't hear anything. Let's get out of here!

What's the matter? What's the problem?

Two people were killed there or three, I didn’t have time to see.

I ran forward to to warn you...

Not parts! Explain really: who ran over it?

Felicien! - Felicien? Damn it!

Listen, Felicien, don't you think that you have crossed all boundaries?

They last for 3 seconds longer, you'd be good!

I would have to then count the dead and...

their killer. - Frankness for frankness: if they hold out...

3 seconds longer, I could have brought the skiff myself.

But if they write "Holodomors" against the wall", so tell your...

to the postman to do the wall is stronger,

since his hands not busy with letters.

In the name of our friendship I ask: sell your bread to people!

It's a serious time: elections on the nose, and we risk...

fail. - That's what I thought! Look what you...

cares! To get votes ready to trample good things into the dirt...

the name of the father of the family. - No need to exaggerate!

Look, look! She claims that I attacked her

like a savage. What does megalomania mean? - You know that she says hello.

No, they are the ones instigating it. They are defaming a good name...

my son, my wife and my own. And I will start selling...

do they need my bread?

I got the bread, mommy. - At the bakery?

No. Monsieur Courtefis went in Cunyang, and now sells.

Where? - In my store.

See you soon, Madame Zanetti!

I will serve everyone!

Well, how much do you need? Here you go, 400 grams.

Three loaves? - How much are your eggs?

40 francs!

His business is dirty, Kurtefis's. Maintains neutrality, they say...

to sell to everyone! And the profit is coming!

It's called the "black market". - I'm doing you a favor,

and you are still unhappy! - He increased the price!

Did I cheat? And who will compensate I need gasoline, tires...

I won't give any more 20 francs per kilo!

So go to your baker!

If the price does not suit you, Good riddance! You'll be back!

And then it will cost you more.

Speculator! - Thief!

This reminded me of the most bad days of our commune.

And the times of occupation. And all thanks to whom?

Thanks to Monsieur Felicien. And to friends...

Monsieur Felicien. - Friends of Monsieur Felicien...

...they do to you...

Friends of Monsieur Felicien...

Are you overheated in the sun?

We discussed prices. - We discussed it?! They destroyed my goods!

I'm filing a complaint! - Complaint? To whom?

For everyone! - So, on unidentified persons.

Evariste, the mayor is calling for you!

Okay, Mister Subprefect. Yes, Mister Subprefect, yes.

Yes, of course, Mr. Sub-Prefect.

Thank you, Mr. Sub-Prefect. - Was it the sub-prefect?

Yes, the prefect is busy right now. - What did he say?

What we should have contact the administration,

when a guy and a girl... made a mistake...

Mister Sub-Prefect...

Yes, come in!

Did you call me, Mr. Mayor? - Yes, come here!

Until the situation is resolved, we want to resume...

public bakery. You will do us a great service.

I? - You once worked...

apprentice to Felicien? - Yes, about 30 years ago.

We have no choice. If we We don’t want the village to be covered...

fire and blood, we must give her bread. And you are capable of this.

Mister Mayor!

Mister Mayor!

What's happened? - The commune bakery, it's on fire!

But it's not my fault I'll explain everything to you.

Okay, okay, get lost! I'll catch up now.

Fine.

Fire! Fire!

Mister curé! I'll explain everything to you.

There... - I know, I know!

I'll explain everything to you. This chimney...

The bakery is on fire! - There's a chimney...

Yes, yes, buddy, okay!

Felicien, come here quickly! - What's happened?

Fire in the bakery. - How is it? could it happen?! - Evariste...

O-la-la!

This is just terrible! It's all the chimney, not me...

OK! OK!

Faster! Hurry!

Do something quickly!

Will your firefighters finally arrive? - They keep fiddling with the pump!

And like a fire, there is no one!

Hey you back there can't push?

You would be in our place! - Do you think we're having fun?

I don’t think anything like that! - Yes, but it seems to me that you are thinking.

When you're done arguing, you can get down to business!

Pass it on quickly! - I only have two hands.

Well, do something!

Are you really here too? - I am where my duty calls me!

This is impossible! You're pulling back on purpose!

No, he's hooked! - Where did you get caught?

I've never seen such a fire!

I wonder how could a fire start?

What to expect if you rely to the postman, 30 years ago...

worked as a baker's assistant?! - I know a good baker.

But I couldn't call him.

Beware!

Ebrard, you are putting me down in a difficult situation.

It would be even more difficult find yourself under a beam.

I must thank you... - I wouldn’t have done anything differently anyway!

A bucket for me, a bucket!

O-la-la!

Well, go ahead! - One, two, they took it!

Well, Monsieur curé, if only we could It's so easy to put out the flames of hell...

Then I would be left without work!

Well, that's it. - Oh yes!

It turned out quite well. - Yes, it turned out great!

So? Would you like to repeat it? - Oh...

Ooh!

Just listen!

Look who's here! You weren't in too much of a hurry...

And that’s right, they don’t have a fire! These are real firefighters.

While you were poking around there, We carried water here with a sieve.

Listen, Felicien, I'll explain! - Well?

When we were transporting the pump, I pulled this thing, but...

there's something up there stuck...whatever you call it...

So you mean it... Okay, go!

What are you doing here at this hour? - Nothing, Monsieur curé.

People used to get along with us among themselves. And now...

In the morning there was a skirmish, the gendarmes fire at night. People will...

saying it's my fault. - You have nothing to do with it.

There were big disagreements and before you, there will be after you.

Yes, but everyone is up in arms at me, even my mother.

What did you imagine! Better give her time to get used to it.

Maybe so, but I don't know what to do.

I really want to stop this hints and omissions.

They are simply unbearable.

You know, Françoise, if I were a genuine rural curate,

I would call you to prayers. But I won't do that.

Because there's no need to get involved the name of God in local...

squabbles. Over time everything will get better. Go home.

Good night, Mister curé.

What happened, Madame Zanetti?

What are you saying?

What is it?! - But I'm telling you,

that my baby... - Where?

Wait! Wait a minute!

What do you need?

It's none of your business!

To the attention of the population!

Anyone who knows about the location Mademoiselle Françoise Zanetti and her son,

signal about the disappearance of which we received, I must inform...

report this to the gendarmerie. Let it be known to everyone!

Together with the child?

God, what a tragedy! She I went to drown myself with my child.

And all because of this killer baker!

This is what it leads to poverty of mind.

You can't blame you for that. You have a very broad... horizon.

As soon as the girl is visited 7 or 8 men, her at once...

called a slut. - I didn’t call her a slut!

Just a cooperative. And you said it first, not me.

I call her "madam".

Mademoiselle!

Mademoiselle Felicia Blanc. - Blanc?

Blanc! And you know what does it mean?

No. - That's my maiden name...

my mother. My father I forgot to give her mine.

And forgot to come back, anticipating my appearance. And against you...

I'm performing because Françoise's baby is called...

Zanetti. See now, Felicien?

What? What to see here?! What are you all worth...

rooted to the spot! Get started search! Oh I know

you will say that I meddle in business, which don't concern me.

That's it. - I should have left...

you under that beam, like it's none of my business.

I'm surprised what you're waiting for! Until it smells fried?

Fried!..

Where did he get caught like that?

It smelled fried!

Everything burned down!

Hello, Madame Hébrard! - Good afternoon, Mister curé.

My maid this morning I already went to buy bread, but...

I need 6 more baguettes.

Take these. - Thank you.

Write them down to my account. - It's clear!

Goodbye, madam. - Goodbye.

Oh, how much, Monsieur curé! Is this all for you?

For some time now you have amazing appetite.

Yes, it's strange. - Yes, strange...

Probably from the fresh air. - It must be so.

I'll walk you around for a bit.

Are you worried? Received bad news from Justin?

No, he sent us a letter yesterday. They're out of big...

maneuvers. On Sunday they The boys and I ate lamb from the Arabs.

"Meshui" - that's what it's called. Add mint to the roast.

Do you think this is edible? - And... he didn’t write anything else?

Well, then they went... No, they don't tell you about that.

You didn't write to him about events that...

What do you think I will Does this bother him?

Especially at his post. He serves as a gunner.

An error of 2 millimeters can lead to disaster.

You judged correctly. Especially, as much as I know your decency,

you should ask this question.

Not during a quarrel, when the brain is boiling with anger,

but at least to yourself.

Obeying the voice of conscience, you have to ask yourself:

could it be Justen the father of Françoise's child?

If, after weighing all the pros and "against", you answer "no",

then you gain complete confidence, that your son has nothing to do with it.

And then you're right act without bothering him.

So you asked this question to yourself?

I didn't have time for this. - Oh, this is very serious.

The search for Françoise did not yield no result.

I know, I also participated. But people don't disappear that easily.

Find a woman in the wasteland lighter than a rabbit.

But what about the baby? - Yes?

You don't think that Is he in danger?

The Italians say: "If danger, pull the handle."

Really? And what does this mean?

When it gets dangerous raise the alarm.

So on Italian trains, that go to Bella Vista.

And those who return, too. - What do you think I should do?

They say: "in case danger..." That's what you said.

And they are not fools, these Italians. - I'll leave you, goodbye!

Goodbye, Monsieur curé.

"In case of danger pull the handle."

You are a nice man, sir. curé - Thanks again.

Without you it would...

Mister Mayor! He's gone! His conscience tortured him!

You don't know yourself what are you saying?

So where did he go?

Let's not be nervous! I'll see what can be done.

By carriages!

Excuse me, monsieur, could you please can you give me a hint?

I'm looking for a young woman girl with baby.

Don't you speak French? I didn't even think...

Sorry.

Sorry, sir.

Excuse me, monsieur, I I don't understand Italian.

I'm a newcomer. Sorry.

Sorry.

Newcomer? So why he didn't say it right away?!

Sorry!

Master!

Good afternoon, sir!

Yes! Oh, noo!

Thank you.

Yes, yes, yes.

Lives in these parts Zanetti family?

I am Zanetti. Zanetti, Zanetti...

It's all Zanetti here.

How about it! You, sir, don't know a girl with a baby?

Young girl. Mom with... goo-goo-goo...

Baby... - Bambino?

Pietro! Julia! Francesca!

Maria! Pepino!

No, that's not it.

Yes, yes, you are smart. Everything is fine!

Now!

Spaghetti... no... yes, yes...

Françoise... Francesca!

Yes, Francesca. - Francesina?

It's clear? No?

Pepito! Show me off, sir.

This is for Chianti. And candy for the kids!

Goodbye!

Enough! Enough!

Sorry, signorina. Madame Zanetti?

It's me. What do you want? - Anything? Are you Francesca's aunt?

I'm not from the police. I'm a baker.

Talk to Francesca.

Francesca! - Francesca!

Francesca!

Goo-goo-goo.

What are you doing here? - How is it that I’m doing this?!

I came to look for you. - Search? By what right?

Am I part of your family? No? Then what?

Be part of our family then there would be nothing to talk about.

I know your methods. None You don't like talking.

Let's talk about it. - No. Not with you.

In Valorg I was deprived good name, which...

I don't deserve anymore. But I still have pride.

I have nothing to justify. Especially in front of you.

I will raise my child alone so that he doesn't notice how...

he misses his father. And you... This doesn't concern you.

So we have nothing to talk about talk more.

As you wish. - Yes, this time it won’t...

as you wish. Farewell, Monsieur Hébrard.

You have to listen to me. - This is impudence!

Did you listen to my mother? - Yes, I listened to her.

She didn't convince me. But here I ended up partly because of her.

Why are you didn't you warn her?

You should know what it's like when your child disappears.

Put yourself in her shoes. She not myself after you left.

If you found an empty one in the morning cradle, what would you say?

Answer! - I would go crazy.

This is what happens with your mother.

She alone could support me, but she treated me

like a street girl. - Let's. The words remain...

words. What's more important is that the person thinks. And at your age...

waiting for words. Your mother has principles. When she says:

“You are lost,” - it is necessary hear: “Poor thing, how can I...

I feel sorry for you." A person can be deaf at 80, but not at 20!

Oh, if only the old people! After all, young people also thought...

me a slut. - Be so clever

I wouldn't get one as a child. You only saw...

those who were against you! But we went out...

look for you. Except dad Auguste, who is 84 years old,

everyone went out searching. Auguste I wanted it too, but my daughter...

didn't allow it. I was afraid that he will fall into the pond.

Why are you telling me all this? - So that you come back.

Came back to thank for looking for you.

Did you know where I was? - Well, I didn’t lose my head...

and the soil under your feet. I assumed you were here.

If I come back, everything will happen again. - No. If you think about your mother,

then she won't say anything. Since then since you ran to drown yourself,

I was blamed for your death. I found myself alone.

So that's why you're here. - Partly.

There are more than two of us everyone was scolded in the village.

And you decided to support your prestige by finding me.

Francoise, I wanted to find you myself! I confess that the priest helped me.

And I’ll tell you one more thing. If I hit the road

then not for myself, you, yours mothers and especially people.

For this baby.

Monsieur Ebrard,

your arrival made me regret the disappearance, but...

I don’t know what I’ll do yet.

Think about it. We still have time. I asked at the station:

There will be no train until 5 o'clock. Telegraph your mother...

to calm her down? I'll send a telegram.

Moreover, I am now decently I explain myself in Italian.

On your fingers!

Please! Gentlemen, if you you're bored in the village, where there's nothing...

doesn't happen, and for the sake of entertainment is up in arms...

against each other then it's your right.

But when it comes down to it they grab newspapers - no!

They are sarcastic and we look more and more ridiculous.

Read! "Bread of Discord" Here! "Trouble in the village."

Or here -

"Famine is coming." Hunger!

What do they care? Why do they poke their nose...

in family matters? - This matter has already happened...

beyond the family.

Monsieur, I am waiting for your suggestions. - It's all because of the bad...

lighting. If we... - No, no, no!

Let's get back to the facts. I encourage you to find...

quick solution and objective.

Objective! If he starts confuse us with incomprehensible...

words, then I'm going away.

What do you want to do? - Nothing.

We can't force Felicien sell your bread to the whole world.

But... you have the means. - What means? Don't be funny.

Sorry! - I don't know if I'm funny

but I would start with the resolution about requisition...

bakeries. - Oh, you don’t know him yet!

Who will bake the bread?

Who? My postman.

Oh-oh-oh! - It's time to roll out the fire pump.

This is amazing! Let's Let's not get personal...

squabbles in execution vital duties.

Bravo! - And Zanetti doesn’t want anything either...

sell to us. - Better: Madame Zanetti. Don't be afraid...

overwork your tongue. She followed Ebrard's example.

Monsieur Ebrard. - As you wish.

Put yourself in her shoes. They mock the mother of the family,

her daughter was seduced. And to that there is live confirmation!

But its author refuses from responsibility.

What if it’s not Justen? We we can't force him...

recognize someone else's child.

What did he say? Justin!

Yes, that's right. I confess We didn't even think about it.

He should have been asked first. - Maybe I should write it to the colonel?

Do you think Colonel recognizes his baby?

Maybe Colonel will he give him a vacation?

Something is taking too long. - Maybe he's not there.

Or he doesn't want to go. Oh no, here it is!

You are mobilized! - Mobilized?

Yes! - We no longer have the right to do

whatever you want. Could have another choose. And I don't like it.

Is it so difficult pick the lock?

It's my job, but hacking absent friend's store...

means betraying his trust. - Do you think I like it?

He is as much my friend as he is yours. But now it is not a friend who speaks, but the mayor.

And the sub-prefect in such reasoning is not included.

I'm a blacksmith, not a burglar!

Only I can object here. Or do you think this is for me...

entertainment - after work to bake bread?

Especially if you bake like that time!

Having a real oven, you you will be able to set fire to the entire village.

We'll call you to stew! - If you want, borrow my...

place: I'm not envious.

Well, Evariste, openly...

Yes, it's open.

What are you waiting for?

Yes, you need to come in.

So?

Yes. Yes, yes.

Wait. Cover him up It's a little chilly here.

Go, Françoise, and don't start all over again. - Thank you, Monsieur Ebrard.

Felicien! -Are you already here?

You shouldn't have sent me away. If only you knew what they did!

What? - They requisitioned...

bakery. -Who are “they”?

Authorities. - And who bakes the bread?

I bet you won't guess. Postman!

Evariste? - He's the one.

Oh! Ooh...

Felicien! Calm! - Oh, I'm calm!

Leave him!

The opening did not take place.

Hurry up! Well, what's the matter?

This is the end.

Felicien! - Yes?

The mayor wants to see you. - I'm busy!

My dear Felicien, I have long I know how hot-tempered and loud you are,

I came here to congratulate you you with a new feat.

Let me notice that I Congratulations on your feat!

Felicien...

What? You dared to show up to hand it over with a smile...

reward? You came here like criminals!

For the sake of hacking! - Understand, it's not just about us.

Deputy Prefect... - I don’t care about him!

What should he have known? That the bakery belongs to me!

This is a dictatorship! Subprefect... Here!

Subprefect...

But we didn’t have bread. People began to complain.

It's not over yet. Let's see, who is in charge here?

You won't start all over again, will you? - I will continue!

You lack tolerance.

Yes? What if the butcher went to serve mass in your place?

I would say thank you to the butcher. - You are not vindictive.

Forgiveness is your task. - This is our common task.

I forgive too. I forgive everyone!

But they are bread for themselves they will look in Kunyang.

Fine!

I forgot! We are officially asked for a short leave...

for the soldier Justin Hébrard. His colonel telegraphed...

agreement. I say this in case if you're interested.

Mister Mayor, personally I'm not interested in that.

You are doing a great job not only a burglar,

but you also understand device of traps. Well!

Clotilde, come and look!

Felicien, calm down.

Couldn't go straight here first it was necessary...

kiss Françoise. - How he grew up...

It seems so because of the shape.

My baby!

How happy I am! You are so matured. You look great.

You haven't lost weight. I'm so happy about this.

Eat, you're probably hungry.

Well, have you arrived, soldier? - That's right.

Hello, dad!

You received a telegram from the colonel?

The mayor received the telegram. - It's the same thing.

Your father and the mayor - not the same thing. Sit down.

Nothing has changed in this army. Thanks to me, your regiment now has...

more soldiers. But about yours upon arrival they warn the mayor.

Because it's him requested leave.

Okay, ask for a vacation easier than producing you...

into the light, right? You could do it yourself write. But you were afraid...

say too much. You are here - and that's the main thing!

Give him something to eat on the way! - Yes, that's right.

I'm not asking you if everything is okay ok - I see it that way.

No, everything is fine, thank you! - I'm glad.

This is good.

Do you know why were you called?

Er... yes. - Ah-ah...

Well, let's find out what he did Monsieur Justin Hébrard.

Let's find out what he thinks about what Justin from Africa.

At least that's what I assume. Come on, I'm waiting for your explanation.

You don't let me get a word in. - So speak up, since you’re here!

I didn't have time to start like you I'm already furious.

I can't go on like this.

So have children!

Justin... You know what for your mother and me you always...

was a nice guy. We and didn't notice how you grew up.

It seems to me that you are still you wear short pants.

But today I want to talk with you as with a man.

Justin... - I know that you you're going to tell me.

If we're talking about a child...

Then he's mine.

Is he yours?

Are you sure about this?

It happened on the eve my departure.

What did you do for me... for me... Without telling me, without warning.

Didn't ask what I Think. I, who fought so hard...

for you. And you came to tell me: this is my child.

If this is your child, then why didn't you tell me?

I wanted to explain myself, but I knew that you wouldn't be happy about it.

This is too much!

Maybe you're waiting Congratulations from me?

I expected to get vacation and relax!

Monsieur wanted to rest! While unrest broke out in the village

and your mother spent her nights in tears! But for me in general...

spit! It's your fault half the village does not see bread.

But that's not me refused to sell to them!

But because of you! - As you wish...

I should have tell you...

But... - What?

When you denied them bread... You've gone too far.

You reproach me for protecting you! First of all, bread fills...

I could swear that you're waiting for him...

However, I think you You're deceiving yourself.

This stubborn guy, I know him, and he himself will not come, and his son...

won't allow me to come.

Dad!

I know what I brought to you enough trouble to...

to ask you something. But... I would like...

Would you like me to get it? out of the closet your suit and hat...

and went with your mother visit Madame Zanetti.

Would you like me to go through around the village, when from each...

the windows would stare after me and they said: "Look at Felicien,

how he backed down." And the postman with a black eye...

under the eye would say: “It was worth whether to inflate this whole story,

so that in the end arrange?"

Passing by the post office I would didn't dare raise his head...

out of fear of meeting Mr. Chief.

Felicien!

I never raised my voice. For 20 years you've been screaming...

Loudest of all. I couldn't introduce you to others.

Besides, I've always loved you like this. Behind every flash...

I saw that brave guy whom I once chose.

But today I don't find this brave guy.

I didn't say that I won't go! I'll go...

Only when it gets dark.

See, I told you so! They went to bed.

What should we do now? - Ask your son, he knows

How do they get here?

Have you heard?

Francoise! Open up to us!

We're going down! This very minute.

Mother!

What are you looking at there? - I think like one hook,

driven into the wall, capable start a whole revolution.

What hook? - This one. If he weren't there,

Justin couldn't fit in and then before leaving for service...

Do you want to arrange all the i's dotted?

What a surprise! Come in, come in.

Sorry!

You're coming, aren't you?

Sit down.

Please allow me your hat. - Good evening, Madame Zanetti.

Good evening! Have a seat.

Sorry for the late visit, but there was so much to do...

around the store. You know what it is.

My wife couldn't leave kitchen, then Justin shaved.

10 o'clock struck, and we didn't notice. It's not the time, of course.

to visit guests. We raised you, perhaps?

No, we go to bed very late. - Oh, yes.

Good evening. - Good evening.

Francoise, look cherry tincture.

Stay here, Justin.

"Wash your clothes at home thanks to TOUTBLANC."

Put this box aside for me - it will be useful to us.

ABOUT! Cherry.

Thank you.

O-la-la!

Forgive me.

Here, this is for you!

Like this!

Finally he arrived.

I came because... He could have arrived earlier.

2 months ago, having received vacation. Is it the sea...

The sea... or get on a ship.

A ship, it’s not everyone’s there are days, right?

Still, the base... Algeria...

Ah, here he suggests...

He could get on the ship. But Monsieur has such a character...

He argued with his superiors. So it thundered for 15 days.

15 days in a guardhouse.

In jail!

In the slammer, yes.

All in all... - In general, we came to you...

ask for Françoise's hand. - That's right!

Don't worry, I'll take a look... Delicious!

Oh, Mr. Ossel! Do you want anything?

No, I was passing by. Because The light is on and it's already time...

later... Seeing the light, I told myself that...

Is it forbidden to burn light after a certain...

time? I knew you were answering for mail-telegraph-telephone, but...

I didn't know what you were thinking about also the electric company.

I was worried about these ladies. - Don't worry about them anymore!

See you later, Monsieur Ossel!

See you soon!

It was a client - saw the light and decided that it was still open.

As my wife just said, we We ask you for Françoise's hand in marriage.

I know what happened between Justin and the baby, you...

I wasn't happy. But they Our opinion was not asked.

It would be better for them get married first.

This is how it should be done. - I would like to see

as she leaves the church in white, along the red carpet.

Red carpet... it can be arranged. Just a white dress...

How delicious these cherries are. Well, what's done is done!

Don't shout, or you'll wake me up...

my son.

No, did you hear?! "My son"!

You don't even know his name.

Do you think it's enough to play? into an acrobat and return 10 months...

later to be eligible say: “My son”?!

What do you want me to call him? - Call him... We won’t call him:

he is sleeping. - Do you want to look at him?

Yes, I'll take a look at it. On your son!

It flares up like gunpowder. Screams screams, but in the end...

agrees with everything. - Don't touch his face

Your hands are dirty! - Well, here we go again.

All he had to do was enter into the room, as I woke you up!

As luck would have it!

Before you start eating, I'll tell you a few words.

Mister Mayor, Mister curé, ladies and gentlemen! As La Rochefoucauld said,

people never come so good or so bad

what they appear to be. And Monsieur curé will not object to me!

We got together again. I hope that Monsieur Hébrard...

tell us how it is It's great to become a grandfather.

My grandfather's title will not be able to outweigh all the gold...

peace. But judging by its weight, I immediately I realized that he would make me talk...

about myself. - And you were not mistaken!

Now he's the spitting image portrait of his great-grandfather.

Later, if his mother wants, he will become a baker like everyone else...

men in the family. Unless he won't choose to learn...

for a notary or pharmacist. It doesn't matter at all if...

do your thing conscientiously and from the heart.

Great!

See how simple it is. you live in the land where they talk loudly,

and if your head gets hot, it's only because of the sun.

Do you see this sun on which everything matures. Melons,

children and people's stories.

And now: bon appetit!

Subtitles: Linda