All language subtitles for 2003_Les Cotelettes_Bertrand Blier_Sub Eng+Ita (2)

"Evropakorp" and "Hachet Premier
represent

Philippe Noiret
MICHEL Buka

Farid RAHUADI and
CATHERINE Higel

the film
Bertrand Blier

"THE CHOPS"

- You hear someone knocking?
- Where?

- In the door.
- Why would anyone knock?

Damn.

I hear someone knocking.

- Do not you can call?
- I do not want to interfere.

But you no longer prevent when
knock. Knocking is always very scary.

- You want me to call?
- Yes, if you please.

- Who was that?
- I do not know, an old man.

- And what do you know?
- Never seen him.

- In general, what does he want?
- He wants to eat. And it is cold outside.

You're right.
I got this guy.

What do you want vottak knocking?
You want me to hit you?

But, damn, is it a crime
knock at the door?

I did not hit you on the head,
I knocked on the door! You that hurt?

The word "hospitality" to you
familiar? I did not ask you for money!

- Then what do you want?
- I came to you hesitated.

- What did you say?
- I came to you hesitated.

Hover! You know, not
understand French?

Why me?

Cluchay, my friend, in case. Not
shipping.

I looked at the door. I wanted
knock, and I chose yours.

- And what is your soup?
- Leeks and potatoes.

You did it entertain?

I made the soup only
three.

When I make soup, I make it to
four. Although I live all alone.

Covsem alone with my soup!
No me accidentally wanders!

- A little patience, and he will come.
- Who is coming?

Undertaker. They will be happy
finish your soup.

Are you happy with your wife? I ask
Are you happy with your wife?

What wife?

- C this! At the table sat a woman!
- It's not a wife, a mistress.

- Your lover cooked soup?
- She used to cook it for a child!

Child happy? And how
years, this young man?

- I am troubled age.
- You are interested in football?

- A boxing? Car race?
- No, not a drop.

- It will be homosexual.
- No. Stop, I forbid you!

- Why do you forbid it?
- Tired of my son!

Everything. C I've had enough!
I already can not see your face!

Go away!
And look, not prihlopnite my nose!

I will come back to you
hover!

- How is it you do not like boxing?
- I do not like violent games.

- Is there something that you love?
- Enough! I have a lot to love!

- What, for example?
- Fashion. I love fashion.

All designers - queers!

So what? And he will be fag. He
will still be your son.

Why my son will be fag?

I did not say fag, I said
homosexual. There is a difference.

I do not see any difference!

The word fag is contempt.
A homosexual is

Litinsky of "man".

But that word does not mean people.
This oznachaettakoy same. Similar.

- You attract like?
- I am attracted to the tenderness.

And what's the problem?
Curves. Tenderness of the shoulder.

- Shoulder men or women?
- Just the shoulder.

He questioned.

- Why me God had sent a son?
- But, mother, perhaps ...

Do not you dare touch my mother! Reach for
me anything, but not this!

- Dad!
- I am here, my little daddy with you.

I would like to become all
as before.

- You want to go with me?
- Where?

In the bedroom. At one minute.
You'll see.

You will progress.

Come, my little rake.
You are invited to a feast.

- Such appetizing appearance.
- His eyes have become accustomed!

Oh yes, the eyes in such cases
located on the fingers. In hetero.

- My son and a hetero!
- Hetero static form.

- You are very bothersome man!
- But I warned you!

- You live around here?
- Who, me? Not at all.

- I live on the other end of Paris.
- Then what do you do for me?

That is the question myself
and ask.

I ask myself the same questions.

And you find the answers?

The mere fact that you ask a question
is the beginning of the search response.

Exactly.

Just ask yourself the question:
"But I do not accidentally scoundrel?"

Already means that you may
exactly he is.

Exactly. Good question.

Good response of the mind that
not quite dead.

You know how you can distinguish
rogue right-wing from the left?

No.

When you gadite, you must
do it properly and carefully.

Very often at the edges remain
a lot of crap.

Yes.

And this remains a crap that
it makes a leftist? Scour.

He takes the brush, again, and shit
disappears! And what makes right?

He leaves shit and winded!
He did not even think.

He has people whom he
pays to go everywhere with him.

Most often, this poor girl,
which is called "housekeeping"

but more often "cleaner", but
shit always referred to as shit

and it should always be clean.
This does not change ever.

A woman's work, obviously
foreign,

obviously, women who have no
right to complain

which has only the right
graft hands

have been created for
love.

But that no one looks.

Hands, red from work
are ashamed to show it.

And I'm talking only about the hands,
I'm not saying everything else.

Tele, pregnancy disruptions,
beautiful breasts without attention,

This ruined beauty, even
eyes, she prays for mercy.

That's the difference between
right and left.

And you because of this fact and look
cry? Due to the toilets?

I do not clean my behind them their shit.
I ostvlyayu behind him on the edge.

- And how long?
- I do not know. Easy! This is so awful!

- And what is your toilet?
- 'Jacob and Delafon.

- Model of the year?
- What kind of difference to me!

- Why you nothing inetresuet?
- I have a lot of other problems.

And what is the problem?

I just did not have time
investigate the toilets.

- I have "Standard" model in 1978!
- And you are satisfied with them?

I use a brush, I am
itself as a rogue right-wing.

- All my life I golosval for the left!
- Maybe you gadite, as a right.

In the evening when you return
home, your toilet clean?

- Well, yes! Glitter
- And who cleans?

The ugly issue.

That is why I ask him.
And you told me to answer it.

Are you with me a little talk
of your cleaner.

- I do not want to talk about it.
- Oh no. On the contrary. You want!

Very want.

I'm listening.

Her name is Nasif.

- It is from Algeria.
- How much is she?

All it gives 40 years, in fact
her 28.

And me? How much will you give me?

I spit on your age!
Give me a dream!

- I have a dream!
- Dreams of the old impotent?

I'm not old and not impotent!
I am still capable of love!

- Physically?
- Physically.

- So how old are you?
- 70.

And another man?

And what it is, when you're 70,
but you still standing?

Look at the joiners with less
sympathy.

I myself love the plain.
When there is no single tree.

- Are not you tired?
- Tired of what?

- To keep up with my idea!
- Old piece of shit.

- You seem to be gasping for breath?
- How is it? I do not zadahayus!

- You are an alcoholic?
- Obviously, I'm an alcoholic!

- You are in suspense?
- Obviously, I'm in suspense!

- You feel lethargy?
- Obviously, I feel listless.

Then you need a drink.

- You - a lost man.
- All men are wicked.

If it were not for women, we would
all howling in the woods like wolves.

Do not say anything about the forest,
I'll be very obliged.

Les! Hammer! Nails!
Pillow! Bad leak!

Old handsome! Wacky
vybrozhala! The failure of socialism!

The house on the island of Fe, probably
or Lub�ron?

- Do you ever shut up?
- I am poor and I have the right to speak.

- And I'm proud that poor.
- You can be proud of that fool!

And what can be proud of you?

I had just left his wife.

Rather skzat, 6 months to
ago. I dumped her.

- It should surprise me?
- You said that you will listen!

I'm listening.

If this should surprise me,
then I should be aware of.

I would then all
appropriate response.

In your story the only
that is needed is a manifestation of friendship,

opportunity to escape from their problems.

And, in general, if it came about
speech, which is necessary for friendship?

Listen, and after my story
say that in your heart.

Yes, but I want to remind you that
come to you annoying.

Every minute I can interrupt you
and stop this stream of nonsense.

You stop me
when he feels like!

I'm listening.

My wife always lost weight,

now I live with my girlfriend,
form which is very rounded.

Such happiness! No? One would like
her stroke. Such happiness.

She was 30 years old, I'm 64. Such happiness.
All day long spring.

In love, of course! This is
and is called love.

When you forget everything. So.
Not more than last night

You see, you'll be surprised.

I've been here all alone,

I said at work to me
not bothered

besides, I turned off the phone,
I even turned off the fax,

to be in absolute peace,

I need to work on a very
major contract.

Suddenly, in the hallway, I went to
kitchen

to cook their coffee

Guess who I bumped?

At Nasif.

Which was walking towards me.

She backed away and pressed
to the wall, so I could pass on.

I surprised myself,
I do not know what came over me,

instead of going further,
I stopped and looked into her face.

Her face.

She lowered her eyes.

She always lowers her eyes,
when vsterchaet my apartment.

I looked at her.

I looked at her skin.
I could hear her heart beating.

What's next?

It is necessary that this woman again
raised her head, gained dignity.

That she was loved by a man.

Which converges on her mind!

Which would give her all what she
no! The things she did not think.

And what is it?

Knowing and holidays. Time
which slowly flows past.

At allowance to be itself
and please herself.

For it to finally know happiness
be capricious, do silly things!

To she enjoyed
because he said: "No".

Was her life once
opportunity to say no?

Never, always drooping head.

Head, dropped to
man in front of religion

before attending to be prolific.

So what do I owe this woman
with constantly downcast eyes?

What do I do with all its
money, with their "Mercedes"

and from his home in Lub�ron,
Yes, in Lub�ron,

I'm staying with her chicken under
pretext that she had a flat stomach

and a prize ass?

There is something abnormal?

I'm going to do first
something truly good.

- Nasif?
- Nasif.

Yes I'm going to take it and take away
a beautiful place

where she can finally
relax and again become a woman.

You are not going to do this?

We will live simply, in a small
house.

We will have a garden, rabbits,
few chickens.

In the morning it will be a long sleep
and when she opens her eyes,

she sees before him a cup
coffee, which I bring her.

I'm sick ottakoy program!

C over time it will
blush less and less

when in the sun at its
sheets

back images of the night,

to embarrass her.

Its a shame to leave, she surprised to
that will in itself. Storm the madness.

Yes, that's going to make
poor man

leftist

which gradually descends
to the right without even noticing it.

He will resist it!
All will be surprised!

So you're sick of my
program, yes?

I am from this is not just sick,
I want to die from it.

Die? And why?

Die. Back home, lie
and never get up.

- Wait for Death?
- Wait for death.

I do not understand why my decision
start a new life with a woman

cause you have a desire to die.
It's just a senile depression.

You should consult
specialist.

- Poor fool!
- As it is, poor fool?

Of course, the poor fool.

The man who came without
warning came through the door

to ensure that you hesitated to
He said, well, he's right.

- I am interested to know why!
- And you will know.

The woman, about whom you
say, so-called Nasif,

you are delirious, not knowing
whether it will look at you,

is your cleaning lady?

Yes.

- That comes to you from 2 to 6?
- Yes.

And in the morning, what it does
from 8 am until noon?

- She has an old man.
- I have this old man.

- It's unpleasant.
- Very unpleasant.

- We look like two fools.
- Ckoree only you!

How is it possible only am I?

Imagine that your Nasif,
fool, has on me

the same effect as it has
you! It excites me!

Are you saying that you and she?

I'm up to it even dostragivalsya.
I respect her. It is sacred.

Old bastard.

I forbid you to talk about me
in that tone! You do not know!

I am very good person.

It would have surprised me.

- Sometimes wonder.
- What?

I do not know.

Gesture, something that seems
born. Shoulder.

- Hand. The unexpected gesture.
- What gesture?

Rook, who disclosed
hands that stretch out to you.

An unexpected smile, a desire to sing.

Old whore that wants to
annoy. You know the old whore?

- How old whore?
- Cmert. It you have not yet visited?

Not to flirt with you? I leave
your business card, you never know ...

No. Not yet.

To me it came too early.

I must say that I was an easy
target.

I sat there and did not stir. It
asked me: "What are you doing?"

I told her that nothing.
I've been waiting.

That evening I turned 60
years. I sat in my dining room,

alone with birthday cake,
I bought for myself.

I have always lived very close, even
holidays. I did not like them,

these holidays.

But 60 years is 60 years old, is the beginning
end.

- Are you interested in my life?
- Yes. Very.

60 candles, and behind them
death, watching me.

She came by herself.

And looks like death?

Very old and very tired.
She smells of boredom.

I offered her a piece of cake, but
she politely declined.

I do not like sweets.
Cmert not eat cake.

Yes, I do not eat them. Cake bought
specifically for candles.

But they soon fizzle out. We must go.
I will go and find his jacket.

Not tonight, I'll be back later.
This evening I have a big catch.

I had a difficult day. All these
people do not want to go with me.

I really want to go with you!

- Well, are you going to come.
- But I can not.

- I omerzela life.
- What zhin?

My life, you fool! I beg you,
Madam, take me!

I first want to go to
trip! C you I am not afraid.

Your case does not interest me.
You too submissive.

My life is empty! I am nobody
to mourn!

You deserved it! I do not take with
a travel without luggage.

- I find luggage! Give me 5 minutes!
- Do something to leave behind?

Never mind.

- Not a pleasant memory?
- No, hell, I'm telling you!

Try to find something you
cause grief, fill luggage.

- But what or whom?
- Women. Man. Although animal.

- But I do not love animals.
- How did you got us.

I'm here for you even Pomarine.

And then she disappeared, treated
to me, as to shit.

That is what has given me a false
sense of joy,

as Provence

as music.

Must skazt that my life
never been gay.

I have no children, no
needs

little money
placed on the stock exchange,

natural stinginess.

I married a woman

but it quickly died.
I did not grieve because of this.

I said boring phrase.

Ate canned food.

On the streets I did not notice.

Shit dogs on the sidewalks.

Everywhere mud.

Outside the town is bad weather.

Ckuchnye book.

And suddenly, one day, a butcher.

What I was doing a butcher, I never
who did not like meat?

And then, when I paid for my two
chops. Why not back leg?

I said to myself: "But how am I going
to prepare these two chops?

I never trained chops.

And it is precisely at this moment, I can assure
you that do not lie,

surprise that I saw directly
next to the cash register?

There was duct tape affixed
ad.

"Looking for work maids.
0149889418. "You know the number?

Yes, this number Nasif.

Excuse me, this is very urgent.

I am experiencing one of the most
beautiful moments in life.

010149889418.

I replied the young woman.
Solar voice.

Hello.

- I have a problem with the chops.
- What your chops?

- They are good, but I do not know how to cook.
- And where are you?

Lane Peplier. House 27, it
Metro station "loss".

My name is Monsieur Pottier.

She said I was going. I should be through
half an hour. I'll take the oil.

When she arrived, she was with
a bouquet.

I said to myself: "Man alone,
need to bring him flowers.

You remove the coat?

I have no time, I was in 2
hours waiting at the other end of Paris.

- Will you come tomorrow?
- I'll come every day.

I was left all alone, I was
seemed a little drunk.

And the first time the sun filled my
apartment.

- Now do you understand?
- What should I know?

Every morning, before going
to work for you, she came

and filled my life the sun.

Every morning I get up at dawn,
cleaning up, washing the toilet and bath,

washed shirt and pants,
that she had nothing to do

that it does not soil its own hands.

- So what is she doing?
- She was resting.

She spent time on myself. I read
magazines. I bought her magazines.

All of her nights were very short,
she had a child sick,

then at dawn it flopped
husband and demanded sex from her.

You know that he beat her? It
tells me everything, he beat her.

He not only graft, but
gets drunk and beats her!

Once, in the middle of her back
was a bruise. He hit her chair.

Educational work chair!
And all because she refused.

No. No. Oh, no.

Still, he is my husband. My father
children. The man I loved.

But, my dear, are you living now
in France, where laws.

Show me back. You need
go to the doctor, and then to the police.

Type who beats his wife
chair to sit in jail.

You hear me, Nasif!
Otvoyuyte his children.

One day they will witness
anything bad!

You want me to find you
lawyer? I'll lend you the money.

Nasif, tell me yes, tell me
that you will accept my help.

But she did not answer me.
She dozed off.

So imperceptibly.

I took off her shoes.

I covered her with a blanket.

She slept until noon.

When she woke up, everything was
well, she was very hungry.

I have prepared everything, meatballs and
Pshenko, she ate everything.

I ate his life.

This is an amazing effect.

- And how long ago she was with you?
- Two wonderful years.

- You have it paid well?
- I pay her 120 francs per hour.

- For doing nothing?
- For doing nothing.

And when she slept, I paid her
two fees.

- And you're up to it did not touch?
- Never.

- Even when she was sleeping?
- Even when she was asleep.

You are a fool.

Well, when she was asleep, I can not
say that from time to time,

I do not have the idea to put
her hand.

This happens to me.

It even happens to me all
more and more.

But you wanted it spittak
deeply.

She clearly lacks
sleep.

And I clearly felt
lack of everything

respect passion. And she
bed, defeated by fatigue.

I easily touched her
breast.

She did not notice.

I slightly touched her thighs.
She did not notice.

Even the inside of the thighs.

She did not notice.

- And you, your erection, how is she?
- Immediate. Lightning.

Everything happens in the blink of an eye.
It appears, I got an erection.

Even when its not there.
I have an erection for days.

- Well, sit down.
- Thankyou.

And never during her sleep, you
not trying to fuck her?

Never.

- Maybe she was waiting for this.
- What are you? Sleeping woman!

- You can not rape the sleeping.
- If you do everything correctly

She did not even wake up.

- What do you scoundrel!
- Well, that's enough.

You are not so clean!
And it is also too!

Make sure not to say that!

I said what he said! Woman
which takes 120 francs for the

that comes and rests, for the
that it gives the food an elderly man

which, as she knows, wants it,
it is not pure intentions.

I call this a delight!
Delight in the eyes of women,

who cares about the whole world
and about which no one cares.

I care about her! I met her
treated like a princess.

- And for her it is natural?
- And the day it is estvestvenno.

- She asked no questions?
- She asked no questions.

Anyway, on top.

Later she asked.

What is she asking?
I want to know all her questions!

For example, one day ...

She lay on the bed,

she took a bath, which
I poured it,

She was wrapped in a white
robe, which I bought for her.

She painted her toenails red
varnish "Flamenco" and "Chanel"

this color is so brunettes.

Suddenly, I felt

that she has a problem.

In her eyes there was some
cloud.

I want to say: she looked at
me, the room was lit by it.

It shone, the fountain of light,

and in her eyes hazy.

- What fog?
- Fog concern.

He created a grayish
ice, like any other trouble.

You feel like something
turns in the shower?

- I have in mind a lot that is.
- You do not like poetry?

Not yours. I am sick. She did
does not affect, but simply frightening.

Excuse me, when I talk about it, I
I feel that becoming light.

But I also feel a lightness.

Look how easy I am with my
ladder!

In the ladder, too, is poetry.
What do you think?

You do not find it poetic?

This is so disgusting, what
you doing here.

- Well, what of it?
- Are you talking about?

You told me your
history and have not yet finished.

- I do not remember. I'm so confused!
- She was in bed!

- Bathrobe! Wang! Luck! And where were you?
- At her feet, obviously.

- And what did she tell you?
- She looked at me strangely.

Well, this you've already said. Fog.
The unexpected question. What next?

You see, with age, and this
unnerving,

you start a phrase that,
At first glance,

as you expect, it is easy
to complete,

but after a point you start
another.

I want to know what she told you!

Why are you all doing this for
me? You give me so much.

It gives me pleasure.
I'm at an age when it is appreciated.

Yes, but I do not give you anything. I
get everything and give nothing in return.

You give me your presence.
It fills my life.

- Are you satisfied with this?
- Yes, I am satisfied.

For example, right now I look
at you, I see your leg and shoulder.

Fine. It is true that if
Your gown will be thrown open a little,

I see more, but if I see
more, I'll be miserable.

You want me?

Yes, obviously, I want you.

You do not want to come to me
and take off my robe?

You do not want to come to me
and take off my robe?

- And you came?
- Of course I went!

- And you kiss her?
- Of course, I kissed her.

I kiss her every morning.

You're not going to kiss
every day. You will have a heart attack.

Do not be fooled, I
great shape!

My heart is like a bull.
It beats like a clock!

As for my analysis,
is a real clean sheet.

No trace of cholesterol. I his
even a little lacking.

Do you follow your prostate?

I have a prostate like a young,
as a newly prichischenogo.

I am happy with it. He turns
me like a queen.

My youth subdued.

I know that he will never do
I feel sick.

It will not last long, too
wonderful to be true.

One day I will have to go
to normal life. Heavy.

In life only happen
bad surprises.

But happiness must exist.

Do you believe in luck? Ckazhite
me believe.

- Do you have an attack of lethargy?
- I am a little tired.

- All a bit tired.
- Go away. I want to be alone.

- I came to talk to you.
- You tell me.

- I want to talk about the corridor.
- And what is with my corridor?

In the corridor there is one thing
you do not understand.

What thing?

When Nasif come, you fool.

When she came out of the kitchen with
a pile of laundry.

When she leaned against the wall,
that you miss.

When you were indifferent.

You know what she said to herself?

I am not indifferent! I want it
how sick!

You know what she said to herself?

Why did not he hurt me?
Why do not you touch me?

She wanted me to do? I do
ask what she wanted?

You find me cute?

Yes. Last minute. Very
likable.

So you want me to say?

- This will be costly for me.
- As regards Nasif?

- I have a message from her.
- What message?

- What message?
- I need to pick up words.

Oh, no, you do not want
repeat attempt to evade an answer?

- She talked to me about you.
- When? How?

What did she say?

This is something vague.

I'm a little ashamed of this.
And at the same time, I'm happy.

I feel that since that time,
as I am with you, as I sleep with you.

I think that looking at me.
On the street, when I leave ottebya,

I feel the views of men.

They look at me.

They look at me differently.

It seems that they are informed.

What I got from somebody,
I just got dressed,

that while I was dressing, he gave
me money

old Monsieur, very gentle,
which I'll take a little bit crazy.

- But she said not me!
- It makes its first steps.

This is interesting, being a woman.
You still have chocolate?

Of course there is! I bought a box!

Then why not here
on the bed next to me?

I'll go find her.
She's in the fridge!

One day, my little coward, I'll
Hold in your hallway

and you'll forget your name. Do not
you'll know where the right and which is left.

You'll be between my thighs.
And it should show all

what you're capable of.

- Do you hear? Call us!
- Well, go and open up!

But I have no idea who would it
could be! I never call.

And yet, someone rings the door!
Go ahead and open up!

Oh, it costs me, how expensive
it costs me!

Who is it fun?

I told you that one!
What are you up to?

- Who? We?
- Yes. You. What are you up to?

Nothing! I do not at millimeter
moved!

- Do you have a robe like mine?
- Who? I?

Yes. You.

- And if it is not me?
- Then where?

For example, you.

- But what are you doing here?
- I came for my son.

You know what son?

I have a very weak nerves,
I can not do anything to contradict.

I'm very fragile woman.

Not at all, you are not fragile
woman! Look at me.

Yes, I'm fragile! So, I
crying,

You have a,
can be proud of his victory.

- Excuse me, I call!
- Do you have a mobile phone?

Of course there is. When people
falls, he buys a mobile.

- To begin with who he is?
- This is my best friend!

- You can shut up?
- You can not open the door?

- I will not open any door.
- Forgive me, Cifushka,

then some people sick.

Javier! This mother, Javier!

Open the door, so she could
pick up his son - fag.

- My son is not queer!
- Does not disappear, my dear.

She wants to talk to you.

Hello?

- Well, it's all over.
- What happened? I'm calling for an hour.

- I was with Agate.
- What did you do with Agate?

I agree. Congratulations.

In my opinion, the issue resolved
longer because of what worry.

I will not come tomorrow.
Not tomorrow, not on other days.

I do not want to me
watched, met in the corridors,

silently wished.

Barely greeting, barely said goodbye.

Always this excited,
when you give me money.

Your money I do not care
and your behavior does not bother me.

I am concerned about your embarrassment,
your conscience.

I do not feel like a woman.

Can not you stay?
I'm not going to pick up Javier.

I am not going
more pick Javier.

- Together Make shit.
- Nasif.

- Yes, sir.
- Mom. What are you doing?

I feel sick.

At BAE is someone who
look after your children?

In magrebskoy family always
someone who is looking after the children.

- I need to talk to you.
- What do you want to talk?

Do you remember the recent history
a blouse?

- Nasif, come here please!
- I am here, Mademoiselle.

- You will find this blouse?
- It's your pink blouse.

This was my pink blouse.
What do you think about the sleeves?

- They are short.
- Do you know how much it cost?

Where is you pay for it.

Nasif, you know,
you were born?

Yes. Because my mother was
love with my father.

My mother was engaged
love with my father.

This happened in the 16 th quarter!

From this I have some
bourgeois habits.

And until proven otherwise,
is not a crime.

I made a decision.

I leave Nasif.
You go away.

- Do you think it will come back?
- It is obvious that she would return.

- And what do we do?
- We will live with her.

You understand that there are
happening?

No.

I get good
man.

- Go, go!
- Coming! Open up!

- I have come to an agreement.
- Agree on what?

Are you interested in my wife
or not?

Her name is Nasif. Algerian.

- He wondered.
- You come, we sell it?

How much can you offer?

The ugly piece ...

Carefully, he charged!
I'm not a boy from the choir!

You pay one way or another!
Money or blood!

I believe that I was insulted!

I do not like it when people look at
my wife. Maghreb - a proud people!

- I would say crooks.
- Who? Maghreb?

No. You! Scam artists are everywhere.
Even in the fraternal countries.

And you have that in your beautiful
France? You have no villains?

Make sure not my own words!
You are in my house, in my country.

We come to work
you! Clean up after you shit!

- It stinks, your shit!
- And your not stink?

It stinks less, because
we eat less.

I'm right, this is no way
does not burden my conscience.

- Are not you shocked by buying women?
- Not buy a woman, and happiness.

You put it at his feet
and look at his smile.

- Provided that she was smiling
- Nasif? She smiles.

When you beat her, she smiles.

So, if you want advice,
beat her.

- We will follow your advice.
- As we follow?

We follow, follow.
It must be a little beat.

Why?

In order to extract it
bad thoughts.

Imagine what it will do
with us, just as this guy.

If it will take a squeeze
with others in other corridors.

I am so fond of her, Nasif!
It was my home.

When I learned that it is clamped,
hear, from this moment

I started to have trouble
I learned that she compresses!

Excuse me, before that, she worked
prostitution with the old man.

Yes, but I did not give a damn,
the fact that she sleeps with an old man.

She has done much for me,
lot of good!

So much the better, I told myself.
So much the better for the old fellow.

When you have a beautiful wife,
you can leave the other bits.

Let poklyuyut. There is no need for
this noise raise.

Yes, I beat it up a bit, but it
was for prevention.

The woman, like a carpet: it is sometimes
should be aired and emboss.

- Chairs?
- I forbid you to talk about the chair!

- This chair I'm worried!
- She did not want to admit.

She did not want to admit.
I felt that there was anything.

This was evident in her eyes.

You know the woman's eyes,
when often immersed in them.

They were excited. They were
more sun, but more clouds.

In such cases, we must take up
chair! I saw it and understood everything!

As if he was there. Corridor
man who is approaching,

Everything. I've seen everything. Eyelet linen
which are falling drops.

No. I assure you! It is up to me
never touched!

And I, who was choking and dying
of love! Thief!

Calm yourself, my boy.
Calm down.

The next day I lost
work. Become unemployed.

I started to roll down an inclined.
Began to drink.

From the bistro in the bistro.

From some bad friends to another,
worse.

I took her money.

I spent them on other women.

Women who were not good
she even hold a candle.

Ready to do anything to sip wine

ready zinimatsya
prostitution.

I took away all the money.
A lot of money.

Nasif many never
seen.

I have spent on their games, the races,
on the map.

How do you pay for it?

Life, the defeated villain

which looks at a woman,
how to get rid of impotence.

Of course, she was poor! Of course, it
humiliated! And her man beat her!

Of course, she will be happy!
Overflowing with gratitude.

Of course subside when I bring
it Lub�ron and when she jump

in my pool with my children!
And I'll be all right!

So how much will you give me,
Monsieur left, for your dream

for your recovery?

- I'm not a buyer.
- And he was not the buyer!

I suggest the best there is.

- You are not alone in this matter!
- You leave me alone!

You do not leave it to suffer
with this scum?

Look at the goods.
The quality of goods!

6 months after stroke
chair, I'll throw it on the panel.

You will come as a client.
And it you do not even know.

This will be a great victory,
especially after Lub�ron.

- What have you done?
- Who? I? I did nothing!

You are fired from a revolver
just! You killed an Arab.

Yes, I assure you. Look at
your pool!

- But what's gotten into you?
- It's his own fault, fool!

He got excited, he climbed over a
belt, and his belt was a pistol.

- You shot an Arab?
- Do not speak Arabic, they say the Maghreb.

For me, a woman - magribka,
a man - an Arab.

- Do you really right?
- Yes, but I am against the death penalty.

Especially in the private use.

- What does this ambulance?
- What is the ambulance?

This.

- You Grisoni monsieur?
- That's right.

- We need your signature.
- Why you need it?

To testify
that we come to you.

- Where?
- To you.

We are all well.

No one is sick.

- He looks good.
- On a nice look.

Go. You heard what I
just said?

Get out!

- What sort of rumble?
- Probably, a big storm.

Sky sovrshenno clean.
On the horizon cloudless.

- Come on, it's time, time to return.
- Back to where? In Paris?

- No, not in Paris! We Lub�ron!
- In Lub�ron?

Oh, he's tired! The time
something to remind him.

- Do you remember that you have a house?
- Yes? C he all right?

- In full. You see it? He's there.
- He is beautiful.

- Do not They?
- You hear the gulls?

- Of course. Course.
- Ceychas noon. Seagull, right?

- It is. So.
- We get on well, we two.

You say that we get along?
Good!

- And why are you pushing me?
- To you moving fast!

But, my God, where should I
move?

- You find us?
- I was looking for a woman.

- There is no woman.
- Women are everywhere.

It is a little search and find.

Yes, it would be nice if it
there was. I would like

that was a woman, preferably two.
But we're alone, two old fool,

and we have no spirit.

I have a spirit. I followed
your advice - packed his suitcase.

He is so full that will not close.

- You have sat on it!
- I'm for it too easy.

- Where's your bag?
- He's there. He's there.

It is small, your suitcase!

I had nothing to take, so
I chose a small suitcase.

But I had a big luggage
I had to take him with me.

- This robe, which had not been washed.
- Never. It retained its scent!

Do not feel any smell.
Well, or smells a little kitchen.

Are you spoiled my nose.
You are only to die.

A dying badly panut!
I'm not dying

When I smell the robe, I feel
scent of a woman who wore it.

I like running across her chest
water. I am between her thighs.

I - a drop that has found its niche.

You're probably a good idea
have fun, eh? In due time.

Even today I still am in
form and still capable of something at that.

- You will show us this.
- But where are you arresting me?

- But I do not want you.
- Really? And how?

- You do not worried.
- Cnimaete pants, buddy!

- It is before okolet!
- I do not want to hurry.

Co me, all the men hurry!

Oh, I'm slack! Slow!
Floppy! Old jaw.

- All you have gone too far.
- Then come on, if you are so right!

Your friend has caused me a lot
anxiety.

It should not be on it for it to get angry.

Recently, he was very much
experienced. I am very very excited.

Because Nasif?

You know her?

Yes. This is my next body.
Cekrety spread rapidly.

What are you talking about?

Cozhaleyu. You do very nice,
but I'm doing my job

and my duty to tell you, your
Nasif - my next body.

Forgive me for what use it
word, but she had cancer.

I confirm this.

These women never treated,
never go to a gynecologist,

They are full of life, but not for long.
How much time on your watch?

17 hours, 15 minutes.

On my same number. At this hour
it should be on the bus.

Only if it did not take a taxi.

She's coming here?

She is very happy.

In the train she said to the woman
and said to her: "I am very happy."

She took her mad.

Monsieur Pottier!

What I am sick?

Something in your stomach, it started
grow and soon will fill all.

Black flower. Poison.

But I am life itself. I'm beautiful and
happy. There's something wrong.

You can tell her that she
commits an error? This is a mistake!

I'm not the man!

Come with us, madam. You will be cured.

But it is on my list!

You gotta buy glasses! Rubbish!

Do not boil, Madame!
We must keep cool!

Do not push it too,
She quickly gets angry.

But why do not they leave?

You are about to go from here?

This keeps me bitch!
It did not take my eyes!

I have a feeling that I got in
some swamp! This is so disgusting!

Well, all this is enough!

I am not afraid of you! Your face is not me
frightening! I'm ready to go to the next world!

I can take! But Nasif
Do not you dare touch it! She needs a vacation!

I had never been!
There was even a little off!

I am always on duty! Damn! And always
evil looks! Not one smile!

Never say thank you!
I've come to help!

Get a hand in his.

Look, I'll take your hand in his.
What do you feel?

It calms you a little?
Or are you still afraid?

Cmert ready to do anything that would
seduce the customer!

I can even be nice!
Look at my smile!

I even want to dance, so
I'm happy! Look how I dance!

- Come dance with me!
- I want to stay still for long.

- What? What did you say?
- I want to stay still for long.

Why do you want to stay?

I have to give that did not have time.

Listen, I'm sorry. Unfortunately
I can not help it.

The bleeding has already begun.

What is bleeding?

She did not feel! It
lose all the blood and all its force.

She did not have the strength to even tears.
Moreover, the cry - not her style.

You're a brave girl?

Yes, I'm quite brave.

Longer the same, to die in the sun,
is better than dying in the cold.

Yes, I must say that you're right.
Ceychas not the time to argue with you.

Whatever your pleasure,
until the forces have left you?

You can ask whatever you want!

- Several steps in the garden.
- Excellent idea! Where to go?

By the swimming pool.

What else do you come up? Fools!

You do know how to swim?
Well, let's go. Swam!

You still want to resist?

- Well, maybe.
- We got your old mug!

- But, this is absurd!
- We shall see.

Can you imagine what will happen then?

Old men who will not die.

Young will work 2 times
more that would pay them a pension.

And those who can no longer be tolerated?

- What will you do with them?
- This one?

Villains, Monsters!
What will you do with them?

You grant them eternal life?

But you can not wish them to death!

Really? And Hitler, you feel sorry for him?
Stalin? You're crying, remembering them?

Yes, you are those who are so fond
Arabs. What you say about people

who tortured Jamil Muharega?
They're still alive!

Examples of the French! Would you like me
to introduce them?

Nasif!

- What will they do in hospital?
- They do nothing.

- Then why did they not coming?
- Remove hand from my knee.

This interferes with my work.

And this is what I want.
Prevent you from harm.

I'm nobody can stop!

But we do not like all the others.
We are not going to give up!

We - the French. And they are always fighting.

In general, we do not believe
you die. This is - a lie!

As it's nonsense? I - death!

Not at all. It is simply impossible.

You want to look frightening,
but in reality you're sorry.

Cmert invented by the Germans.
In you there is nothing Germanic.

You're like a dried-up river bed.

How long have you had not been
happy in the hands of men?

- Two men at once, tried?
- I have two crazy!

I do not understand. So again
starts, then all stops!

It seems as though she doubts!
Never had ever seen!

Listen, what will comment
in the press! All will be busy!

And look, do not trash.

- Old Belt. I have worn.
- All is well, very well.

But where are you taking me?

But it's you we're driving!
We have you asked nothing.

Let! Fortunately!

Damn, I feel like losing my mind.

Come on, old man. Come on.
Be careful with the wooden leg.

Better not relax, but otherwise I
I can not go back to work.

She did not mean us, bitch.

- Shut your mouth and help.
- I help, help.

Make sure to continue to refine it.

And until when? Until when?