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If there was a happy man
in this world...

it was him,
as he cultivated his garden.

An unconventional man,
a little in the wrong century,

unaware of the newspapers,
the radio, television.

A man free to walk,
free to be helpful,

useful to the world.

He was part of
this suburban landscape...

where social housing
pressed upon him.

He went out only for short
visits to Paris,

and he never...

went on holiday.

A stationary traveler,
he lived in a wagon.

He painted,
but only for the pleasure.

He had a sense of colour.

A handyman, a poet in his own way,

a sage, certainly.

We called him,
"The Gardener of Argenteuil".

It seemed...

like he had always been there.

Sometimes, he'd shut himself away
for 2 or 3 days to paint in peace.

Under his white hair,

without doubt, many things
had passed.

Things he never spoke of.

But, can we escape this century?

An electronic machine, sensitive
to some horoscope,

one sad day,
was interested in our gardener.

And from offices in corridors...

of corridors and corridors...

of streets and streets...

one day in spring...

this man in black arrived
in Argenteuil.

I'm looking for Rue M. Berteaux.
- It's first on the left.

Ah, good. And the house of Mr. Martin?

Martin?
- He means Mr. Tulip.

It's his nickname.
- Because of his flowers.

At the end of the road.

Please,

the house of Mr. Martin?
- Why?

It's personal.
- I'm Mr. Martin.

It's the C.C.A.F.R.P.
- The what?

The Central Fund for Family
Allowance in the Paris Region.

Come in, sir.
- Thank you.

Martin Joseph, Louis, Armand,
born 28th April 1903.

That's right?
- Yes.

Married?
- No.

Children?
- No.

You have never contributed to
family allowance?

No, I don't have any children.
- Others do.

I won't ask about your livelihood.

I am an honest man,
I pay my taxes.

These paintings,
do you sell them?

Oh, rarely.
- You are self-employed?

You flatter me.
- And your pension contributions?

I am not retiring.
- It's mandatory.

I didn't know.

You grow vegetables, flowers?

It's my pleasure.
- You raise rabbits and chickens?

Like everyone.

You may be taxed as a farmer.

It doesn't bother me.

With the accumulated non-payments
over five years,

the 10% retroactive fee, the fines,

you owe us...

a considerable amount.
- And if I cannot pay?

We'll seize it.

Sorry.
- You're doing your job.

You will have deadlines,
terms of payment.

Thank you, but I'd
rather pay quickly.

You'd like...

something?
- No, thanks.

But yes! This is my own wine.
- I'm confused.

We can't always do what we'd
like in life.

We are wrong.
Sit down.

Good... your health.

And the health of
the self-employed.

You are good here?
- Well, yes.

I'm in trouble?
- Not if you pay.

I have to pay?

It's you?
- Hello, godfather.

What're you doing?
- I'm hunting a customer.

With a gun?
- I'm making the old out of the new.

Lead shot mimics woodworm.

Tulip?
- Hello, Albert.

You got your package?

Yes, I needed it.

Trouble?
- From the unexpected.

Your godson came back three weeks
ago. He wanted to see you.

And Canada?

The climate is hard, and I don't
have the gift for agriculture.

It's his day off.
- You have a job?

Yes, I'm a driving
school instructor.

Ah.
- You have your package?

And you, continue.

Here's something else!

With dung,
you can make antiques.

As an antiquarian,
you have a future!

Here's your package.
- Thanks.

I must sell 100kg of
asparagus quickly.

100kg? The harvest is good!
- You've no talent for agriculture.

Go make your little holes.

Yes...
Tell me, for the asparagus...

there's the draw.
- What's that?

Dora will explain.
She's at the shop.

Yes, it's attractive.
- It's magnificent, look at it.

It's expensive!
- But no, it's not expensive.

Look, I'm in the process
of selling your horse.

My horse?
- It had to be taken yesterday.

Unless the gentleman cannot decide.
- If I could leave you a deposit?

It must be bought now.
I close Sunday.

Good, I'll write you a cheque,
and take it now.

Perfect.

Noël, come help a client.

It's urgent.

You closing?
- Yes, I'm going.

I'm going to the South.

Thank you, sir.
My nephew will help you.

How is it that you're going?
- I've been wanting to go for ten years.

Moreover, I've found
a place on the Côte.

And me, then?

Goodbye!

I can't stay for
your beautiful eyes.

You take up 50% of my business!

Yes, but even at 50%,
I'm not up for it.

Have you found your happiness?
- I'm looking.

Walk around, madame, walk around.

You should have invested more.

Futile to go over that again.

Wait, I need you.

I'm going back to my holes.
- See Noël, he's clever.

Not the teeny-bopper.
- You think they're all teeny-boppers!

In any event,
he's less of a jerk than Albert.

Always friendly!

She's told you?
- Yes.

You see...
- No! You don't see anything!

You could help.

Find something.
- Me, I don't know.

But before Sunday.
- Before Sunday?

* Here's the team news...

* England: at the back,

* Number 4: Addison.

10 seats.

Stop pushing!
- It's the ones at the back pushing!

What a grouch!
- What, it's not funny!

Well...
- Finished.

Ah, you there!

I only have 90 seats.
- It's always that.

No, keep the 10 000.
- Thanks.

What will you do with these tickets?
- Bring back what you can. Don't worry

1000 francs!

15 francs. 30 francs for the 2.
- 1000 francs!

No more than 1000 frs.

Wait, sir.

Best seats in the house.
- Grandstands: 1000 francs!

How much?
- 1000 frs.

2, please.
- That makes 2000.

He's waxing us.
- He'll hear about that.

A cripple, it's delicate.
- You'll see some delicacy.

Wait.

Here.
Oh, but I've done nothing wrong!

We'll see.
- I sell them at the same price.

What is it?

The cops are removing a tout.

The slug,
it is the plague of the century.

It's more television.

We will beat the English.
- It's revenge for Waterloo.

I was at Colombes.

France won.
- My uncle was taken away.

What were you doing
down there with him?

He asked me to buy a
100 tickets at 1000 frs.

I bought them, and he was
reselling them at the same price.

It was madness!

Look, here he is!

See there.

It was the cops who did this?

It was competitors, furious
that I was breaking the price.

Those thugs!
- They beat you?

No, I saved myself by putting
on one of my tempers!

But they took all my tickets.
- You had a funny plan.

- Eh... you come up
with a better idea.

It was the quickest way possible.
- And it lost us 100 000 frs.

No, I sold 18000 frs worth,
so it's 9000 each.

This is for you.
- But I need 10 times as much.

In that case,
I'll return the asparagus.

We leave tomorrow. Take Noël.
- Youngsters are too greedy.

- I understand nothing in your tall
tales. I'm going back to my aunt's.

You coming?
- Yes.

You're not so funny, you.
- Well, no.

Come see us in the South,
it'll do you good.

You'll see Dora.
She likes you.

Ah that, never!

And the motor-scooter?

Oh, leave it.

Me, I'm cured.

Lily of the valley?

Lily of the valley?
- Tomorrow, it's May 1st.

Labour Day. In my time,
it was a party for the cops.

They bring good luck.
- How much?

1 franc.
- Give me one.

Thank you, kind sir.
- Thank you.

1 franc, a sprig of lily of the valley.
- Give me one.

Here, sir.
- I haven't the money.

I'll give it to you,
it doesn't matter.

4 and 1:5, and 5 makes 10.
- Thank you, madame.

Thank you.
1 franc, lily of the valley!

Flowers, ladies and gentlemen.

A little lucky charm?
- Give me one.

1 franc.

I don't have the money.

5 and 5:10.
Thank you, sir.

Who hasn't their lily of the valley?

For everyone, it was a holiday,
except him.

Why was he in such need
of this money?

In a few hours,

Mr. Tulip weighed a good 6 kilos
more, 6 kilos of money.

Pockets are not made to serve
as a piggy-bank.

Ace of clubs, 20 pence.

Careful, it doesn't grow on trees.

No more.

Sir!
You've won!

Won what?
- The big prize: 20kg of sugar.

I have sugar.
- Otherwise, it's a teddy-bear,

or a piggy-bank.

A pork chop, fries,
a carafe of red.

Here, miss.
- Thank you.

Sir, your money.
- Thank you.

And your umbrella.
- Umbrella? Ah!

Where are the toilets?
- Downstairs.

Not the money?

Not the money?

Not the money?

God sees you.

God is looking for you.

It is time to repent.
The Bible?

How much?
- 2 frs.

Thank you.

Was it time to repent?

Perhaps.

And while in his arms,
the umbrella was growing heavier...

a storm was brewing over Paris.

Fate sometimes takes...

agreeable forms,
when it crosses the paths of men.

Say, I had to put on a good dress!
- And no taxis on the 1st of May.

Excuse me sir, you have an umbrella...

would you escort us to
the métro?

Sorry,
but I don't have the time.

Even the elderly are no longer
gallant. Hey!

I would like a candle.
A little one.

A little one.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Hey!

Should we steal it?

No.

Eh! My brolly!
- Ah!

My brolly!
- Thief!

Collection box robber!
- It is not my umbrella!

Ah, no? Thief!
- It's a shame!

I saw her run away.
- I didn't do anything!

I'm a witness!
Mr. Policeman!

A collection box robber?
- No!

This! It's the height of a
miscarriage of justice!

I'll complain to my lawyer.
- God will judge you.

That's fanaticism!
- We'll see at the station.

I have to be back for 8pm.

Arsehole! Who had right of way?
- Don't give me that "arsehole"!

I was talking to myself.
- To the station!

Oh, heavens! Hello.
- Sir.

You are charming.
- We'll teach you some politeness!

He's your husband?
- Stop kidding about!

She was plundering churches.
- Liar!

Silence!

This will take a long time?

Here, they'll keep you six hours
for two glasses of wine.

And the best hours.
- The commissioner is absent.

There's nothing to be done.

So?

You're here for your rights?
- No, I was in the car.

For theft.
- You are Swiss?

On Sunday.
- Silence!

From Lausanne.
I am Protestant.

What would I be doing in your church?
- The collection boxes.

No, they are full.
There's been no crime.

We can go?
- Leave us in peace!

Don't borrow any more umbrellas.

You are free.

Ah! Would you recognise
the man with the umbrella?

Ah, I won't forget him!
He had a moustache and a beard.

What about me?
- You would have had a ticket...

but you're in luck,
it's the 1st of May.

Taxi!

Still here?
- I still haven't got an umbrella.

I have a car.
- I'll wait for a taxi.

My car is sort of like a taxi,
I have a driving school,

and 12 cars.
- No, I have an appointment.

They'll have left.
- They're very patient.

Pity, I was going to
invite you to dinner.

It's good, Tour d'Argent?
- Not bad, but it's always full.

I know the bistros.
- Parisian?

Greek, Chinese...
- I'm so hungry!

I could eat a lion.
- Good idea! Come on.

You have the choice:
kangaroo with pineapple,

lion with chickpeas,
haunch of zebra with cassava.

We'll have the lion.
- Perfect, the king of animals.

The king of vitamins.
- We don't eat it here?

Yes, of course.
Caroline!

I'm going to prepare it.
The cuisine is good, eh?

Take them to the basement.
- To the basement?

The dining room.
- And 2 Vodougou?

It's the cocktail made by wizardry.

For wine, I can offer you
Goulagoulou, the African red!

One! Two! Three!

Four.

Oh, Mr. Tulip!
- Good evening.

How are you?

You've been in the city?
- I made a tour of Paris.

Tired?
- Hmm.

You needed an umbrella.
- Well, yes!

That smells good!

You've eaten?
- Miroton beef!

We're sitting down to eat.
- Stay.

I wouldn't say no.
At last, something good!

I have a little surprise
for you.

It's good luck.

So they say.

You think it's still raining?
- No, let's dance.

The bill!

I'm pleased it rained.
- To the rain.

No, we will do Shmolitz.

Like this.

Now, we can address each other as "tu".
- It's charming, Shmolitz.

The bill for 4.

How was the lion?
- Roaring.

We like smoked veal.
- It's a big cat, that.

We should try all sorts.

If I told you my experiences.
- We must be going.

Alone, amid cannibals,
so I didn't go mad,

I learnt their magic,
and amazed the witch doctors.

Dreadful.

It's not all.

Observe.

Do you know the bill? Allow me?

Here's the Place Blanche.

The Place Voltaire,
the Place de la Banque.

It's a fake!

Fake?

Oh, yes!
And I know about this.

I saw these in the tropics,
fake banknotes.

But I say,

these aren't much better.
- Wait...

It was yesterday at Colombes,
at the match.

The falseness is in the thickness.

It is not by luck that
you've happened upon...

an expert.
- I don't have anything else.

I don't have my chequebook.

Is this one any good?

Ah, yes, it's good.
And perfumed.

You seem rueful.
- You too...

Because we have to part.
Now, it's "vous" I'll have to say.

We can still say "tu",
all the same.

I live here.

Beautiful house.
- Umm, very beautiful.

It's serious, for me, that I didn't
return for dinner. They were waiting.

That's why you were worried?

You've been anxious since that
affair with the bills.

Oh, absolutely not.

It gives me an excuse
to see you again,

and make good the bill.
- You needed an excuse?

So, tomorrow?

Tomorrow, tomorrow...
yes, tomorrow at 3pm in the Tuileries.

Near the pond.

Hilda?

Hilda,
you were supposed to return at 8pm!

You were needed to babysit the children!
- You knew it!

This is my dress!
- It rained.

This is too much!
- I'm writing to your father.

We thought you'd had an accident.
- No, it's not that.

Not at all.

It's because of a lion.

What brings you here?

This!

A souvenir of Colombes.
- Come in.

You might have warned me!

Albert, you're in on a scam.

I didn't want you
caught up in this.

I didn't expect this.

What do you want?
It is necessary to live.

It's you who makes them?
- Eh, yes.

You're not just a painter,
you're an artist!

In 20 years, nobody has known.
- 20 years? You should be...

rich!
- What for?

I don't know.
Rich, it means we are everything.

- Bof...
we are everything and we are nothing.

But these schemes,
it's not Peru.

The secret of my success,
it is small steps.

It takes longer to dispose of.
- I know...

but it doesn't draw so much attention.

And I don't suffer
from megalomania.

Yes I'm in need of an overcoat,
yes I have a tax reminder,

I'll go back to work.

Eh well,
I didn't see you like this!

Tell me, how were you made
aware they were fake?

I stumbled upon an expert.

Now, you are compelled...

to take me on.
- What do you mean by that?

I don't like blackmail.
- Don't take it like that.

I'm going to lose my job...

so you could put me to work.
- Put like that, I'm happier.

I want to try it with you.
I'll offer you 50%, like with Albert.

But I warn you,
we must take precautions.

It must be serious.
No loose talk.

And above all, there is a trick:
no women!

Please!
- Yes.

It's nice, this.
- Fill her up.

What's this?
- In your box of pills,

you know what's in here?

I want to know the truth.

Yesterday, I was lying.

I am helping out a friend,
but it's for the last time.

You must stop this, bird-brain.

I'm going to do it.
- You?

How much is there?
- 100 000 francs in denominations of 10.

Why only 10 frs?
- That's how it is.

It's the work of an amateur.
Let me do it.

I have an idea.

Here.

Something else?
- Yes...

a cognac.

Here it is.

It's him?
It's that man?! Good grief!

You know him?

Ah!
Yes, I know him!

It's the pillager of churches.
- You're mad!

It's my thief!

What are you doing
with that thief?

Me, a thief?
Forger!

What?
- After the churches,

you manufacture fake notes!
- But what's this?!

What does this mean?
- The cat's out of the bag!

I warned you!
Go on, fuck off, both of you!

You need people to
pass on your bills.

The proof.

What, it's already done?
- I bought this bauble,

and I proposed to them
that I'd pay cash.

They were delighted.
- You call that a bauble?

I'm not going to be able to pass
on your bills buying mascara!

Making notes of 10 frs,
it's ridiculous.

I don't have to answer to you!

For 50 years. I have battled
for my peace and quiet!

I find that sad, peace and quiet,
monotonous.

50 years making these notes!

Oh no! For 20 years.

But at school, I made
false Bons-Points.
[N.B. Coupons rewarding good
behaviour in French schools]

Then later, I made false papers
for the Resistance.

I received no recompense for that.
But I deserved it!

So, I said to myself:
"Make your pension yourself".

Marvelous!

Well, really!
- Forget the past.

You didn't tell me
he was marvelous.

I haven't had the time.
- Wait.

Look,
Mr. Rembrandt...

we'll make these.

I've never seen one.
They're not attractive.

They would be easy to do.
- We'll move in here.

I'll look after you
like my own father.

You'll see.
You must get to it.

You've got a
bit of a nerve, Miss!

You steal my umbrella,
you arrive, you yell at me,

and you want to move in!

I don't want to finish
up in the cage!

Art. 139 of the penal code,
you know it?

Hard labour for life.

I've succeeded,
because I'm not crazy.

I am serious and honest.
- Make some of those.

We're moving in.
- We're going to get married.

Get married, but I'm not going
to accomodate the two of you.

There's the state for that!

We often start by saying no,

and then...

You want this?
- No.

It seems to me that...
- Ooh!

Him that lived like a bear.
- His godson is married,

and has moved into his home.
- They kiss all the time.

You, don't get ideas.

Oh! Well, then!

Enough?!

First service!

First service!

We're hungry!
It's okay, your foot bath?

What is it?
- Paper paste. The vegetable mill!

I need it.
- Me too.

For preparation of the meal.
- Yes, he must eat.

Do you find that I'm getting fatter?

Listen. There.

You hear?
- A funny noise.

200 sheets of paper, to see how
they'll hold our 10 million.

A woman who is worth 10 million!
- Who is making these millions?

And you are a pain in the
neck with your radio.

You can toddle off!
To the South, or Kamchatka.

In the South, there's my uncle.
- All I care about is that you leave.

I'm not the age
to be dancing the twist.

We will send you postal orders.
- As long as they aren't arrest orders.

Oh! Dora!
The children!

What a surprise!
We did not expect you so soon.

Hilda.
- She's every inch a Scandinavian.

She is Swiss.
- Like the chocolate.

She's a cracker!

Hello, sir.
- Call me uncle.

Jewelry, car, furs...
you've had an inheritance?

You've been hunting?
- Hunting for rare birds!

It's my hobby.

I'll explain to you.

Dora!

A house, a house,
we don't give them away, not here.

An investment.
It's "The Blue Lizards".

A pretty villa
one of my clients is selling.

Ah! Noël's bride.
Your aunt.

Hello, aunt.
- Dora.

Good.
- Hello.

They want to buy a house,
it's "The Blue Lizards".

It'll be too expensive for you,
you'll see.

That's not a problem,
my father is a big industrialist.

A glass?
- Not you!

You're already on your 6th pastis!

Oh, just small ones.

Congratulations,
it's a good match.

Noël, come see!
It's this that we need.

"The Blue Lizards" is better.
It overlooks the sea.

What? They are lovely.
You remember us two?

An industrialist father? It's a
counterfeiter godfather!

Oh! With those small
10 fr notes?

Go.
- I can move?

Yes, I'm not carrying on.

You've regained your
peace and quiet.

I'm asking myself, what for?
Without craziness, life is dull.

Mr Tulip!

Here's your newspaper.
- Thanks. Here.

Thank you, sir.

Good news?

Oh, the same old.

You read the newspaper a lot,
since they left.

You're a real detective.
- You're worried?

Me?
- About an accident on their journey.

Among other things.

At the same time, the corner of
the world where Tulipe lived...

Was losing its peace and quiet.

It's unbearable!

I have three spades,
you shouldn't be giving them away.

You, today, you're not yourself.

Excuse me.

A small white?
- Who's turn is it?

Mr. Tulip, I have some mail.
- A postal order?

No, it's a postcard from the South...

and in colour.
- Always these cards.

Good news from the youngsters?
- They're in good health.

They have a house surrounded
by palm trees and cicadas,

with a room for me.
- You should join them.

It'll be quieter there
than this building site here.

Whose turn is it to play?

Oh, here we go!
No, listen to that jackhammer!

We can't even play cards in peace!

If I could, I'd go to the sun.

I'm too old for such travelling.

The train is great!
- You find?

I have so far!

I've been making the return-journey
for 25 years.

Excluding the holidays:
49 trips a year.

Multiplied by 25:
1225.

With the returns:
2450.

With an average journey of 10h:
24 500 hours on the train!

So, me, this travelling...

A cigar?

Thanks. I'm going to sleep
I'll smoke it tomorrow.

Good night.
- Good night, sir.

They're right to say the train,
is the best way to travel.

We're on the rails!
You travel often?

If I told you, sir,
that I'm on my 2450th journey?

Excuse me.

But what have you got in this suitcase?
- The encyclopedia Larousse.

The car is there.

It's your car?
- Yes.

You don't deny yourself anything.
- Oh, it's on credit.

It's a small port.
- Splendid for fishing.

We are in the hills.
- The air is better.

It's full of flowers,
you'll like it.

It's far, your house?
- Our house.

I'm sure that you'll like it.

Stop a little, to have a look.

That's bougainvillea.
- Yes. It's everywhere.

Here we are.
- This is it?

It looks great, but...

the garden is not maintained.
- It doesn't matter.

It looks pretty like this.

Even so, it's still not to be
given away.

Come, you'll be happy here.

It's big!
- That you'll change.

It's furnished?
- Yes. Without a telephone.

The bathroom is unusable.
- There's the kitchen.

I'll show you your bedroom.

Here.

The best room of all!
- Always sunny.

There's a wonderful view.

Yessss...

It's very pretty,
but explain to me...

because I'm still waiting
for my money orders...

and this house is
beyond your means.

Who's paying?
- Same as the car...

on credit.
- That has to be paid one day, credit.

You can help us.
- Ah no! I'm on holiday.

Well!

He isn't in his room.
- Nor in the garden.

He hasn't gone?
- His suitcases are still there.

It's morning,
he must be out sight-seeing.

The baron should not go
bathing in his clothes.

Oh, Fabien,
you are a tiresome conformist.

Return Patricia to her house.
- If you'll allow me to say,

it is not
Ms. Patricia.

She is charming!

Excuse me, sir,

but I am going to dive into
your landscape.

It won't annoy you?
- Please, dive, dive.

But you aren't an
abstract painter!

You are somewhat naive.

You find?

You work...

at night?
- Yes, at the casino.

Tough job!
Nothing beats a good night's sleep.

For 40 years, I've gone to bed at 9pm,
then up with the sun.

What do you do so early?
- I cultivate...

my garden.

I am delighted to encounter
a philosopher so early.

To whom do I have the honour?

Tulip, at least...

they call me Tulip,
but my name is Martin.

Ah, delighted.
Wondberg.

It's an attractive landscape.

And what's more, there are the oranges.
- There are better in Paris,

in the grocers.

When they are grown, we feel a
little like the good Lord.

The grower shouldn't get bored.
- There is an unalterable chain of life.

Gardener, chauffeur,
housemaid, cook,

payroll costs...

They never end!

He should cultivate it himself,
his garden, he will gain the pleasure...

of the thing.

Mr Beetroot!

Tulip.

Sorry, Mr poet philosopher.

I doff my cap to you!
You are a rare man.

Don't exaggerate.

In which hermitage do you live?
- You're asking where I live?

Oh... the hermitage... I think it's
called "The Green Lizards".

No, "The Blue Lizards".
But it's a charming place!

Why am I here?
I wanted to take a bath.

I'm going back to the house,
with that girl.

Good evening, sir.
Or rather, good morning.

Goodbye, sir.

I can hardly even lift it.

His equipment must be inside.
Should we open it?

We don't have the right
to do that to him.

Without him, we're not going to get out of
this. - He'll help us, but in his case...

it's necessary to do things
the right way.

Here he is!

Where have you been?
- We were worried.

There are colours and
extraordinary vegetation...

oranges, clear water.
- You've been bathing?

On the canvas.

You will produce masterpieces.
- Here, all the people are so friendly.

He seems very happy.
- It's going to work.

It will be necessary to explain, all
the same. - I'll take that.

Give me your easel.
- Sit down.

Let's get you a little pastis.

Mr. Martin, without doubt.

Yes, it's me.
- Delighted.

I was passing,
I stopped to see...

if you had arrived.

The solicitor is waiting
for you.

To do what?
- For your signature.

The act of purchase is in your name.
- They bought it in my name?

The children made the
first payment.

There are others?
- You're kidding?!

There is much to pay?
- You're pulling my leg.

You can find out more at the
solicitors, and the rest hand in hand.

Yes, of course.

Ah, Mr. Arnaud!

You are there.

I was going to come to yours.
- To give me the second instalment?

Join with us.
- Yes, we'll split the profits.

Fifty-fifty.
- Sorry?

50-50.
- 50-50?

With the financing as well.
- I'd prefer first...

to have th second instalment.
- It's a safe investment.

There, we'll build a bar.

You think people will come here
for an aperitif?

And there'll be a self-service,
and miniature golf.

And tennis?

Not for campers.
- Campers?!

The location is ideal.

And my second instalment?
- Of course, you have priority.

When do we sign?
- The deed of purchase?

The solicitor is waiting.
- No, the act of association.

I don't have time today.

Yes! They're waiting.

Mr. Martin, goodbye.

Goodbye.

This is too much!

You make me come on holiday,
you make promises to buy...

in my name, and you want to
bring in 600 campers!

Don't count on me!

Tulip asked himself what
trap he had walked into.

He missed his garden at Argenteuil.

So, you don't want to?
- No, I don't want to.

You are condemning us to prison.
- I'm not going in your place.

The area is beautiful.
- Yes.

The property doesn't suit you?

Yes, but without the bar,
the camping and all the rest.

Some more notes...

If we continue like this...
Leave me in peace!

Oh, but... it is
mister... Poppy?

No, sir. Tulip.
- Tulip.

The doctor advised me to take
up cycling. - That's good.

You like fishing?
- Yes.

Its foolish to do it here!

All you'll catch here is sunburn.
Listen...

I'd like to take you out on the
boat. Interested?

If it's to go fishing, yes.
- I'll make a phone call,

and come find you.

Let's go.
I'm counting on you.

Thanks, you are kind.

Who is he?

He's a croupier
at the casino, I believe.

They're waiting for us at dinner.
- I might be having fish.

Mr. Tulip, I'm looking for you.

You're mistaken, I'm waiting for someone.
- You aren't Mr. Tulip?

Yes.
- I'm to take you to the boat.

This boat here doesn't seem...

particuliarly well suited
for fishing.

Doudou send us his latest find.

A painter.
- Another painter?

I've had enough of painters!
- The writer wasn't any better!

Look at the old codger with
his fishing rods!

I'll shoot him with the zoom!

Ladies.

The baron has warned me
of your arrival.

I'll show you your cabin.
- I don't know the baron.

It's usually like this!

The strangers coming on board!
You saw his costume?

So true, it looks fake.

Doudou seems to like you,
but he is capricious.

What is it?
- Nothing.

Today you,
tomorrow, a bald singer.

Doudou is weird.
Oh, pardon.

Oh, I am sick.
- The lady cannot stand the sea.

Ah here,
this one is free. Come in.

As you can see, it's
not like a boat.

No, it's unusual.
- The idea was mine.

When can we see your work?
- My work?

Your paintings.
- At Argenteuil.

It's a gallery?
- No, its my home.

I live in a wagon.
- A wagon?

Doudou will love it.
- Who is Doudou?

The baron.
- Which one?

The baron of Wondberg.
- Oh, pardon.

I thought he was a
croupier at the casino.

It's his, the yacht?
- Croupier?

He loves playing tricks on people.

Ah!

Always so amusing!
- Here for the cook...

and here for you!

I hate you!
- Open.

I love you!

Ah!
- Here, the master is aboard.

Beetroot is here?

Beetroot?
- Tulip.

Here he is, your Tulip.

Here's Tulip!

My friends, let me introduce
to you Mr. Tulip.

Painter, poet, philosopher.
In all, the sage incarnate.

How do you like my little boat?
- Little boat, little boat...

I would like you to
meet Patrick Gérard.

A boy oozing with talent.

You know "Tentative
autour d'une bicyclette"?

Grand Prix at the festival of the Eagle.
- I'm going to commission him...

to make a short film about you.

I came to go fishing.

We will go,
we have plenty of time.

We can stay 2, 3 days.
- But my children are waiting.

And what's more, I don't have any
clothes. - Say hello to Aya.

Madame.
- And Ingen.

This is Georges, and Béatrice.

And Johnny!

You have children?

Euh, to all intents and purposes.

You should have brought
them along.

They'll be able to fend
for themselves?

Oh, on that yes.
But at least...

Where are you?
- In the bedroom!

You have some news?
- No...

nothing.

He was going to catch some fish...
- Oh, that, it gives me the hives.

Say, can he swim?
- At Argenteuil, there is the Seine.

We maybe don't absolutely
need him.

What are you saying?

Look, here's everything, the plates,
the inks, and even the paper.

Where did you get the keys?
- Like this.

We try it?
- You're mad!

What are we risking?
- Prison.

Meanwhile, on the baron's yacht,

the caméra of Patrick Gérard
recorded the truth,

the whole truth,
nothing but the truth.

I swear.

On deck, you down here!

Tulip is there?

Yes, sir.
- Tulip, come on.

We are now moving on to the crux
of the party: the happening.

Pardon?

The happening.

What is one of those?
- Ah, I don't know, but...

he'll explain it to you.
- The most amazing of experiences.

We will set you free.

The truth of the happening will
require a degree of disorientation.

I am a rat in the Swiss cheese.

I am...
- Go on!

A rat in...

I never imagined it was possible
to live life this way.

They must amuse themselves.

In reality, what seems new is what
is already forgotten.

Tell me, for you, exactly,

what is life?

Oh well, what do I know?
The simple things...

Plants, the sky,
a good white wine,

and most of all, freedom.

Can we be free without money?
- No.

Ah yes, but money has to be won.

We can't just make it out of nothing.
- Well...

You're paying?
- My husband is at the bank.

I can't wait.
I will send a litigation notice.

I have a banknote,
but it fell in the water.

I'll go look for it.
- You see with the company...

Sir, wait one second.

I'll be back.
One second.

Sir, it is dry!

Pull over there.

Hello.
What is it?

Crossing over the yellow line.
- I crossed over?

Don't make it worse.
- You can pay right away?

We can?
- It'll save an investigation.

I don't have a note of 500 frs.
- 50 000 francs!

You have the money?
- Yes.

The day has been very good.
- It is a collection for a gift.

It smells good.
We'll keep it as a souvenir.

How could you do this?
- It's terrible!

After the one who came about the car,
the police scared me.

It would have been better to give
them a Bank of France note!

I am your evil genius!
I would be better off dead.

Of course not.

Save us.
- And godfather?

Him, he's the one who let us fall.

Here he is.
- She's crying?

Where have you been?
- In a nuthouse.

If you knew...
- What? You're crying over me?

No, we had a fight.
- Oh, well then,

that's your affair,
I'm going to do a little work.

What do we do?
- The suitcases.

But we have no money.
- Should we warn him

There's nobody?

Ah yes, he is there.

Hello gentlemen,
is there a problem?

No. all's well.
How much is the pot there?

Which pot?
- The thing with the handles.

Ah!
The Roman amphora?

We have its twin sister.

It's Roman?
It's old, then.

Old and beautiful, like an antique.

My wife is having target pratice.
Dora!

I am with clients.

My wife never uses my gun.
- That amphora interests you?

The daughter of the chef is getting
married. - It's not the kind of gift...

you see every day!
- Yes, we took up a collection

It's dear?
- I will give you the price...

115 frs, it's the price I paid.

115 frs.
You think she'll like it?

100 frs,
and we'll say no more about it.

A large note, do you mind?
- Oh, no.

On the contrary.
I'll get your change.

So, what do they want?

They're buying an amphora,
and have given me a large note.

That's right.

Oh!
- Are you sick?

It's fake, this note!
Red, violet, blue!

You've been trading for 20 years, and
you are conned by two policemen!

Maybe fake policemen.
- Hello!

I've come to get my little
Andalusian horse.

She's waiting for you.
- Ah!

Yes, she is lovely.

I've given you a deposit,
but I don't have any cash on me.

Could I give you a cheque?
- Yes, but to the bearer.

If you liked,
I could forward you the cash.

If you liked,
I could forward you the cash.

Yes, that would suit me!
I never have money on me.

Wait.
- Thank you.

We can round up the amount.
- Yes.

A note for 500 frs
interests you?

It doesn't bother you?
- If it is okay with you.

It doesn't cost very much.

Hilda!

You're ready?

Hurry up.

It remains to warn your godfather.
Here's your suitcase.

He'll be furious.

We shouldn't be going.
- I'm not going to prison.

And for gasoline?
- There are still the notes.

Mr. Tulip lives here?

Yes.

The door was open.

Ah... you've just arrived?
- Yes.

I am Edouard Wondberg.
- Charmed.

Oh!

But of course, this was what he
was painting the other morning!

He's your father?
- My godfather.

He has talent...

plenty of it.
- How much is it worth?

A painting like that,
it's worth... 500 frs?

Yes, 500 frs.
- I'll take it. I have a large note.

Here it is.
- It is perfumed.

Thank you sir!
- It must be an attractive woman.

Oh, well, it's a surprise!

I was bored...

without you.

Your children...

have made a deal with me.
- It's my picture.

I just bought it.
- He insisted.

Keep your money.
- No.

I refuse.
- Oh, leave it to me.

So, I will paint you another
for nothing.

This will go very well
in my bedroom.

I must go. No time to spare.
- Why's that?

Ah, yes,

I dropped in to invite
you to dinner at mine.

A happening dinner?
- No, no, a most serious dinner.

I do not have a dinner jacket.
- Stay in your simple attire.

We don't dress up, these days.

Goodbye.
- I'll show you out.

What's this?
- It's Hilda.

She opened my suitcase? How
did the baron get this note?

She gave it to a policeman.
- A policeman!

Tomorrow, I'll go to work for
you one last time.

But I never want to hear
from you again!

Understand?

No joking!

Why have you brought me to the casino?
- I want to see your reaction...

to the millions
that are won and lost.

If it amuses you,
but I must point out...

that I am not wearing the ideal dress.
- We will find you a tie.

Eh, well, it's perfect!

Shall we go in?
- Very well.

Dear friends, may I
introduce my friend Tulip.

A painter of great talent.

My respects.

You know everyone.
- Everyone knows me.

One second, time to
change a little money.

Good evening, 10 chips of 100.

Wondberg, your painter,
would he do my portrait?

He only paints flowers.
- I am called Marguerite.
[N.B. Marguerite means
'daisy' in French]

Don't forget your revenge.
- Revenge?

In our game of bataille.
- I'd forgotten.

I'll rejoin you later.
- I'll be in the red room.

So this is a gaming room?
It's not a barrel of laughs.

We don't come here for fun.
- It's more like a church.

Come learn your new catechism.

It's very simple: boxes,
numbers, columns.

Do with them what you will.
- And afterwards?

If you win, you keep them.
- And if I lose?

No importance!
- Ah!

Here, it's reserved.

All those who return here
have names or fortunes.

Until later.
- And now?

I'm not staying.
- You're not leaving me alone?

Sit down where you want.
I won't be long.

Place your bets.

Rolling of the ball.

No more bets.

The place is free?
- Certainly.

35, black, odd and pass.

At your disposal.

The red, or the blue?
- The blue. 10000 F a go?

50.

Very well.

8.
- 10.

Jack.

3.
- Bataille!

Now...

Re-bataille!
- Re-bataille!

You win!

Did we say 50?

Here.
- I mark 500 for the countess.

We continue?

500 frs maximum.

How many chips?
- 5 chips.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5.

And there, like that, that's right?
- Certainly.

5 chips on 26,
the rest 6th transverse,

square, horse and full.

No more bets.

26, black, even and pass.

6th transverse, square, horse,
and full.

Please sir, 70 000.
- Thank you sir.

Ace.
- Ace.

Bataille!

Re-bataille!

You win.

It only remains for me to surrender.

Put it on the account.
Thank you Marguerite.

See you soon.
- What a charming evening.

Well, your friend!
- He's there?

I understand, yes!

29, black, odd and pass.

But then!

Thank you sir, 200 000 frs.
- Thank you.

It works!

These chips of 10 000,
it's 10 000 in old money?

No! It's 10 millions!
- Then I'll stop.

Wait, now,
what would you have played?

I don't know. The 4.
- No more bets.

4, black, pair and miss.

You would have won!
- Yes. Here's your money.

No, I take my bet,
the rest is yours. A tray!

It's useless.
- I insist.

I don't need it.
- Take it. For you.

So, where are we going?
- I'm going to take a trip, me.

You're not going to leave me?
- No.

No, but I'd like to get some air.
- Of course.

You are rich,
my dear philosopher.

50 millions!

48, but all the same...
- What are you going to do?

I don't know.

I will give a helping hand
to the children.

What do you want?

Me... I don't know.

You haven't got a secret desire?

Something out of reach?

To be young and beautiful.
- Ah yes, that, it's difficult.

Eh yes!

No, truly, I don't know.
Euh...

Yes, as a kid, I had a dream...
- Say it.

To have a horse and carriage.
- Nothing easier!

You have known Paris,
with the horses, the cars,

the cabs?
- Of course.

Hey there! Wake up.
You are free?

It's my last fare.
- Say...

sir wants to buy your cab.
- Yes...

Go sleep off your wine somewhere else.
- We have enough to buy it.

But it's not for sell.
- 2 millions.

Don't exaggerate.
1 million.

500, 1 million.

No, let's say...
say 1 and a half million.

But... but, it's too much.
It's not right, this.

How is it not right?
- There must be a bill of sale.

Come see me tomorrow
at the Tower St-Hospice. At 1pm.

And now, take us.
- I did not buy the coachman.

I want to drive.
I served in the 4th Dragoons, me.

He's trained your horse.
It's not a good deal.

I didn't want a good deal,
I wanted a horse.

Tulip, you're having me on.

You are rich,

and you want a horse.
- The first person we meet,

I'm going to give a million.
- 1 million?!

If you carry on like that,
it won't last long...

It's not a good idea.

Take us for a drink.

Another glass?
- Ah, it's late, I must return.

Your wife is waiting?
- I've been a widow for 15 years.

It's not by luck.

Mine also went like that,
15 years ago.

And since, I'm bored.

And you, Tulip?
- Me?

Oh me,
I don't like talking about myself.

Eh!

Look who's here!

I'm only coming by the once.

What a pity!
It's boat!

The ark will save you when
the flood engulfs the world.

The ice is building up at the
South Pole, the Earth will tilt.

I am the Noah of modern times.
- Oh...

You'll have a drink with us?
- No alcohol. Only water.

Oh, but wait, Noah...

10 frs for the ark,
and your soul will be saved.

It is not expensive.

It's interesting, his idea:
the continental drift.

I'm speaking of the new flood,
the apocalypse of modern times.

He is delightful!

He is unusual.

He is not cheerful.

God sent me among you to save you.

It's perfect: a prophet
in the bar of Sodom and Gomorrhea!

Will you come to visit my boat?

I have friends who would love
to meet you...

and Patricia loves religious stories.

I am your brother, you are some
of the few who will be saved.

So, Tulip, you're leaving me?

Do not fall into temptation.
- Your soul is saved.

You no longer need me.
- You taught me a lot.

You, you are the sage,
the philosopher.

Oh, philosophy...
But the philosopher says thank you.

Farewell.

Between friends,
we never say farewell.

The Earth!
Engulfed!

They are all crackpots!
Allez, oup!

Late in the morning, Tulip
returned to "The Blue Lizards".

Oh, Noël!

Noël!

Worried by his absence,
the youngsters were out...

in their search, at least
of some expedient.

Their paths crossed
in the parting.

Oh!

Oh!

Noël?

Noël! So?

And you?

For the car?

They want to press charges.

What do we do?

The wedding!

"Here's what you need...

I'm returning to Argenteuil."
- 25 millions!

He made them quickly.
- He must have made them earlier.

It's a surprise!

The police!

A lion has escaped from the circus.

I'm going back to the little ones.
- My God!

I've been to Africa, and I end up
being chased by a lion here!

He is nice.

Look, there's a yellow dog.
It's in the bushes.

What do they want,
these policemen?

I recognise...

the smaller one.
- They're coming here.

Tulip has been arrested. Save us!
- By the terrace!

We've done nothing.
- The notes?

We should hide them.
- They'll find them. Burn them!

Quick!
- In the chimney.

Go close the door.

It's empty.
You have some matches!

There... in the kitchen.

Well, well, well.

Oh, damn!
Oh, saved! Here.

It'll never burn.
- Get some eau de Cologne!

They are making a fire!

You're acting like it's surprising
there is a fire.

They also burn,
those castles in the air.

One day, underwater divers
will perhaps discover...

some strange equipment.

As for you, if you go
to the South of France,

and for your children,

you are looking for someone
you can trust,

you might engage
a certain Hilda.

But keep an eye on your watch.

If you don't know how to drive,

do not hesitate in choosing
your instructor.

No, listen...
- You're not getting away with this?!

It's nothing.

If, by any chance, you walk in
the Parisian suburbs...

in Argenteuil, for example...

You might encounter 2 old-timers...

two old friends...

Tulip and his horse Patcho.