All language subtitles for La petite Lise (1930) - English-02 ansi

"PRISON ENTRY"

Line up in fours.

- Marcel Manguin
- Present

- Jean Chanteloup
- Present

- Joseph Leroux
- Present

- Ren� Chevalier
- Present

- Albert Saulnier
- Present

- Maurice Lalouette
- Present

- Louis Thibaut
- Present

Fran�ois Charlin

- Fran�ois Charlin?
- Register number 9416

- Berthier
- Present

Step forward

Put your hat back on
and come with me.

Enter.

- Warden, here is number 11237.
- Bring him in.

Berthier,
I have some good news for you.

As you may know,
your brave behavior during the fire

at the Lanneau trading post

encouraged me to make an official
request to remit your double sentence.

I have now received your pardon.
And I'm very happy about it.

When your sentence is done,
in other words in 45 days,

you can return to France.
And you will be a free man.

Sir, let me thank you
for all that you have done for me.

Well Berthier,
this was what I wanted to tell you.

- The roll call is over?
- Yes, warden, it has just finished.

Take Berthier back to his hut.

Another month
and I'll be gone!

You must understand that I can't do it.
It would be madness.

Risking 5 more years of time
when I will be in Paris in 2 months.

Oh, that's just
pure rotten luck!

Ah, we'll have to
make the best of it.

We're not asking for more.
We understand.

It's just that this changes
our plan...

We had confidence in him.
And furthermore he's a pal...

The three of us
could carry the boat.

While just us two...
That's gonna be a tough one.

Will take
an hour more at best ...

And even if we manage
to sneak between two patrols...

This ain't the time
to chicken out!

We've decided:
Now follow it through.

It's too bad.
If only we'd done this yesterday...

We would have been sailing away.
Goodbye everyone.

But now...

No need to brood over it.

We too have
a take on this.

So, even if you wanted
to go through with it...

Well, we don't want to see you
risk getting nabbed.

- The 6000, here, you must win.
- Awright, let's go.

Come on. I'm your man.
Gotta hit the head!

Don't get it wrong.
Go. Let's make this happen.

Go. Throw away. Hit me.

So, old pal,
no need to go see Tallardeur.

You'll be there before us,
even if we make it.

Come see me at the address I gave.
Don't forget, OK?

96, boulevard de la chapelle,
The North Star Hotel.

It's burned in here.

I'll be glad
to see the two of you.

I'll show you my little girl.
My little Lise.

Good Lord...

I can't believe that it's true.

I can't believe that it's happening.
Here she is.

Say,
you got a cute little girl.

Let's see.

Oh, she's a knock-out!

- She's sweet, eh?
- Oh yeah, she's a looker.

- Let's play!
- Deal the cards.

- I'm out.
- You're out? - Yeah.

Bah, you'll pay later, eh?

- You trust me, heh?
- Yeah, I trust ya. - Gimme my cards, then.

Thanks.

So, deal the cards,
better go on.

I'll take care of the dough.

Ah, keep your hands off.
You just returned the ace of spades.

Start anew,
let's start anew.

Eddie, my ace of hearts?

Ah, let me finish it, will ya!
You're starting to piss me off...

You're pissing me off
the whole fucking time!

Get this!
I need time to finish these hearts...

In her pink and white bed

Suzette chatters smilingly

A thousand prattling things

She tells her sweet mama

But hush now it's time to sleep

Enough talk for today

Sweet dreams my little darling

Or daddy will have his say

And while gently rocking the child

Her mother tenderly sings

Close your darling eyes

For hours they are short

In the land of wonders

In the sweet land of dreams

Close your darling eyes

For all is but a lie

Happiness is but a fancy

Close your darling eyes

Now a young girl, Suzette in her room

Is standing before her mirror

At the hour when the star is twinkling

Like she does every night

She admires her round breasts

Her body is as lithe as a reed

And in her wandering mind

A thousand new desires are born

Give up those crazy dreams

You sweet little doll

The chorus again:

Close your darling eyes

For the hours are short

In the land of wonders

In the sweet land of dreams

Close your darling eyes

For all is but a lie

Happiness is but a fancy

Close your darling eyes

Let's do it a third time, pal.
We'll do the chorus once more:

Close your darling eyes

For the hours are short

In the land of wonders

In the sweet land of dreams

Close your darling eyes

For all is but a lie

Happiness is but a fancy

Watch out!
Get to your places!

Hi, Andr�

So, there really is
nothing available?

Oh, it's like I told you yesterday...

If there's need for a replacement
I'll let you know.

Do you know if
Robert is back?

No, no idea.

So, it's still not sure
if he succeeded or not.

Good evening,
see you tomorrow.

Miss Lise Berthier,
please.

But,
she's not home yet.

Well.... I'll wait for her
in her room.

- She hasn't said anything about it.
- Well, we had an agreement.

Ah. Here you are.

Thanks.
Thanks a lot.

What have you done today,
my little Lise?

Oh, not much...

I'll tell you right away.

What about you, anything new?

No, I was at the union,
but there's still nothing.

Ah, if we only had 3000 francs,
and all our problems would be gone.

I saw Pierre again this afternoon,
it would be a great deal for us, you know.

We would have a little house
for ourselves with a garden.

We could turn the workshop
into a garage.

There are so many cars passing by.
We would get by easily, you see.

But the thing is that he must
have a confirmation within 48 hours.

- What about you?
- Me?

I have been trying to sell
two purses after you left me.

But it looks like the customers
have lost interest...

Ah, some people have
no luck in life...

Listen, Andr�.
maybe it can be arranged...

The 3000 francs,
I could get them...

How?

Tomorrow is Friday.
I could ask for them...

- Get them as a loan.
- Lise, you're mad!

We need this money for a new start,
with nothing between us and no one.

Am I going to let you ask him for it?
Never!

Oh well.
We must get there somehow.

- We'd pay back quickly.
- No, no. Lise, stop it.

I won't hear any more
talk about him.

And I want that whole thing to stop.

Why is he coming tomorrow?
You told me that it was to stop.

There's nothing
that I would like more.

But it's difficult.

Before I met you,
he was very kind to me.

I want it to end,
no matter what it takes.

I would do anything
rather than..

See you tomorrow morning,
my little Lise.

I'm already late,
you know.

I'd like to see Pierre
about the 3000 francs...

... see if
anything could be done.

Paul.
My key isn't here?

Someone showed up,
he's waiting up in your room.

Ah...

Today is Thursday, right?

Yes, it's Thursday.

Lise,
Lise, my little Lise!

Dad!

- My little Lise, my little Lise...
- My daddy!

- Lise?
- I'm here, Dad!

I just wanted
to hear your voice.

Oh, you'll hear it more
than you like from now on.

Well, all the better!

You'll let me know later.

- Are you hungry?
- Oh, very much so!

I still can't believe
that it's really true.

What is it?

Oh, I don't know.
Take a look, it's for you.

- Is it for me?
But yes, have a look!

Oh, Dad...

It's been ready for you
for quite a while.

- It even has my initials.
- Yes.

- I'll serve you, dad.

Thank you.
So, you're working as a typist?

Yes..
In Rue de Ch�teaudun.

And that's working well?
You are happy about it?

Yes, you know, life isn't
very complicated for me.

- Don't you want any sugar?
- No, no thanks.

But, tell me:

Don't you get bored
all by yourself in Paris?

Well, sometimes I get bored...

And...

You're often all by yourself?

- You guessed?
- It wasn't hard to figure out.

He looks like a good boy,
he has a nice face.

What does he do for a living?

Right now he works in rue Fontaine,
at the Loulou dance hall.

But maybe he'll be doing
something else soon...

You must introduce us.

If you love each other, dear children,
I'll be the happiest father there is.

Oh, but it's getting
very late, my little Lise.

I have to go to Belleville
and look for work.

- Already
- For sure!

Listen, as you can't have
lunch with me,

I'll come and pick you up
at the end of the afternoon, OK?

Goodbye, my little Lise.

Goodbye, Dad.
Good luck.

Hello friend. I'd like to talk with the boss.
Where should I enquire?

Go talk with the foreman over there,
the guy standing next to the grindstone.

Thanks, friend.

Hold on,
I'll close the window.

So, what's wrong,
my little Lise?

Tell me right away,
what's wrong?

Tell me!

Tell me...

Do you remember?

I told you that my father died
when I was a little child...

But that was just because
I didn't want you to bring up the issue.

It isn't because
I was ashamed,

but because
it caused me grief.

Tell me, little lark, tell me...
I'm your big brother.

What's up?

When I was ten years old,

my father killed my mother
in a jealous rage.

Still, he had a big heart.

He wasn't a bad man...

but my mother
made him so very unhappy...

So...

They sent him far away.
To Cayenne.

My poor little girl.

If I'd known, I would have
been even more tender to you.

And get this,
after I left you last night:

Who do I find
when I enter my room?

My father.

He escaped?

Oh no.

He behaved very well.

He got pardoned.

I see.
That must have shaken you.

The shock has calmed by now.
You must be happy.

Yes, sure.

But I'm not sure anymore
how to live...

Why? This doesn't complicate
your life. On the contrary.

I've told him nothing about the way
I've lived up till now.

Nor what I was doing.

I told him I was a typist.

But I'm afraid that he will
find out sooner or later.

You haven't told him about me?

Ah, if it was only you,
there wouldn't be a problem.

All night,
I was thinking about it:

This garage business,
that's what will solve everything.

- Those 3000 francs, we need to get them.
- But...

- We have to, Andr�.
- I can't just go out and steal them...

Yes, that's my whole story,
Mister Carret.

It's not a complicated one,
but no more amusing at that...

I understand, my unfortunate friend...
How long have you been in Paris?

This is my second day, Monsieur Carret.
I met my daughter yesterday.

That's right, you had a child.
What a surprise it must have been...

Oh yes,
she's a grown up now...

So, I said to myself:
Got to find some work...

Get back to
a normal way of living...

So, just by chance,
I'll go see Mister Carret...

Maybe he can give me
some good advice.

You have always been
so kind to me.

- When misfortune struck.
- My dear Berthier, I knew who you were.

I had the deepest respect for you,
which hasn't changed since.

As for work, I'll do more than
simply give you advice:

I'll give you a position here.

Oh, Mister Carret; I can't
tell what a joy this is to me.

Obviously, when one
returns from down there,

it's not every day you meet people with
a big enough heart and a man like you...

Enough of that..
The good life is coming back.

Here. This will help you
get back on your feet.

Oh, Mister Carret,
it's way too much.

- A week's advance would suffice.
- Don't think about it, my dear Berthier,

- I'm only too happy to see you again.
- How can I thank you.

Tomorrow, then. Your place
awaits and we've good work to do.

Goodbye, Mr Carret. See you tomorrow.
Motivation won't be lacking.

Goodbye,
Mister Carret.

What a wretched shame! You wear
yourself out trying to get along

and can't even scrape
a couple of bills out of it.

Let me see the watch.

Shalom!

Yes, you know very well:
The creep who robbed me

by buying my tie pin
and my cufflinks.

Remember?

- Now, yes: But I don't get it.
- He has money.

Remember the small medallions he sold
when I was one day late in repaying?

Well, if we play our cards right,
he'll be paying us back for that.

But, Andr�, we have nothing
to bring him.

What about that?

Are you crazy?
My father just gave it to me.

And in any case...
How much would you get?

50 francs?
100, maybe?

No, he's the one who
will give us the 3000 francs.

The watch will only be
an excuse to get into his flat.

Listen. If you ask him for
3000 francs for this watch,

he'll laugh in your face.

No, Lise.
He won't be laughing in my face.

Because he'll be scared.

Scared?

- Because of this.
- Andr�!

You don't think that will tickle the guts
of that Shalom geezer?

But, Andr�,
please...

Play with this,
my little lark.

It won't do you any harm.
There's no cartridge.

But in any case it's scary, right?

Sure it is scary...

- But... - I'll know how
to deal with this, my little Lise.

You must understand this:
We must have those 3000 francs.

And he will give them to us.
We'll pay him back soon.

And then, on a roll!
Country wedding,

a little house,
vegetable garden and a garage, hm?

You don't agree?

Hurry up, Lise:
Let's go straight away.

Let's go straight away. This will be
a pleasant surprise for your father.

Yes, obviously...

Andr�, I'm scared...

But little Lise, listen,
we're running no risk here.

So, get dressed quickly.

Take this.

Ring the bell.

What do you want?

We want to pawn something.

Come in.

Let me see the object.

Not a bad looking watch.

I would gladly make
a little sacrifice,

but I can give almost nothing
because of the engraved initials.

Give us 100 francs,
Mister Shalom.

Oy vei!
(Oh woe!)

25 francs

Condition of use,
20% which I take in advance.

Repayment in a month.
That's it.

What do you mean,
25 francs?

I didn't ask you to come here,
young man.

Take it or leave it.

Let's go.

I'll give 30 francs,
but I'm doing it to please you.

One must do some
small favors for one another.

I'll make a receipt.
Which name should I put it in?

Miss Lise Berthier

Here you go.

- And the money?
- You'll have it.

Andr�, let's go.

But...

And for this, you devil,
how much would you lend me?

You've told me twice: "that's enough",
now I know how to speak to you.

I need 3000 francs which
you'll give me in exchange for this.

I'm not robbing you.

If you had it in your hands,
that's the price it would have right now.

3000 francs?

That's a huge sum,
my poor friends.

Make it fast, I need it right away,
and at all cost.

Pretty women
don't run for free...

Come on, 3000 francs
and I'll sign a receipt.

Ah, rascal! You have taken me for
a mere brat, you wanted 3000 francs...

Lise, his heart has stopped beating ...
You've killed him.

- Come, Lise, come with me.
- My purse? There...

Come, Lise. We should go up
so we can show ourselves.

I can't Andr�,
I can't take any more.

Come.

- Good evening
- Could we eat here?

It's rather late, but we'll have someone
come and take your orders. Be seated.

- You're both eating?
- Yes.

What will it be?

Yes.

Look, "Tuesday" is over there.
I'll be back in a minute.

- Hi, how are you?
- Hi.

- I didn't see you just now.
You're doing well? - Yes, thanks.

You know, I am working, as always.
Look, I saw Marcel this morning.

Yes, we discussed this business
in question the whole day long.

- It's working out?
- I think so, but it's difficult.

- Remember me, eh?
- Yes.

- What are you doing on Sunday?
- Sunday?

- Sunday morning. Will you join me?
- No, I've too much to do these days.

I've so much on my agenda these days.

Excuse me.

- See you soon.
- Bye.

I thought that
you weren't here.

I knocked on the door three times
and you didn't answer.

But what's wrong?
What's up?

No need to worry, Dad.
I have a headache.

My poor little girl.
You've not got a fever?

No. Nothing serious.

But your eyes are red.
Have you been crying? Why?

I have been so happy
since your return.

Listen, little Lise,
we'll suffocate in here.

I'll rent a car so
we can take a trip

and go eat
dinner afterwards.

A day like this deserves
a little extra.

I don't think I can, dad.

My head is hurting.

We'll go to a pharmacy
and get you something.

You can't refuse,
it would be so nice. Say yes.

Yes, Dad.

Give me time to dress.

Ten minutes, OK?

Exactly by the watch!

Say,
my little Lise,

I have some good news:

I found work.

Oh, really?
You must be happy.

Ha!
Guess if I'm happy.

I'll tell you
something more soon.

1 gold watch n. 6137, initials L.B.
Pawned 30 fr. Paris 10 Sept. 1930

Say, Lise...

You didn't tell me
how much you earn in your job.

How much I earn?

1000 francs, dad.

And.. Life gets hard
by the end of the month, eh?

Oh, I manage.

You'll need another
five minutes?

Yes, dad.

Well. Wait for me.
I'll go buy some cigarettes.

- I'll be back straight away.
- I'll wait for you.

Pardon ma'am,
Mister Shalom's residence, please.

Third floor,
across the yard.

Thank you, ma'am.

How long you were away!

But,
what's wrong?

If you only knew
what I just saw, Lise.

You couldn't imagine.

Oh, you even
took the watch with you...

I even took
the watch with me?

- So you know what happened?
- Dad!

Lise, my little Lise.

I'm not finished,
I cannot understand.

Father, spare me.
I implore you.

Andr� was with you?

Yes. No. Yes.

Lise,
my little Lise.

My little girl. Lise.

Got to change,
got to find the 3000 francs.

No, I'm not scared.
I'm not scared.

And what if
he learned about it all.

My little Lise.

Where am I?
Oh yes, you are there.

Have they found the corpse?

Ah, my head is hurting.

Lise, talk to me, tell me
everything, I beg of you.

I will understand.
I'm here to defend you.

But dad,
we didn't want to do it.

You won't understand.

You see, Dad...

When you returned...

Already! Dad!

No. No.

Let me deal with it.

What do you want?

Miss Lise, isn't she there?

What do you want with her?

She's expecting me.

Do you know this man,
Lise?

Answer me!

But of course she knows me.

Lise.
Today's Thursday.

What have you come for, then?

I'm afraid that I...

She's my daughter.

- Oh, sir, I...
- Get out!

Get out!

It's true,
what he says?

Answer.

It isn't true
that you're a typist?

- So this is the life you've been leading?
- Oh, Dad.

And I who was only thinking
of coming back for you.

Ah, she's wonderful,
that daughter of mine.

But say,
Andr� knew about this?

He knew about the life you lead?
Yes?

He's the one who wanted this?
Forced you into it? Answer me!

- Let me go. - I want to know
how you earn your living! - I don't know.

I will settle this.

Andr�...

He's done nothing wrong.

Only one person
has been good to me

and loved me.
That's him.

I couldn't have lived
without Andr�.

Stop it.
He has been living on your money.

That's not true.

I have always been left to myself,
with nobody else by my side.

Is it my fault?
Is it Andr�'s?

Whose fault is it?

You don't dare answer.

I made a mistake.
Forgive me.

Andr�, Andr�.
Where are you going?

Stay with your father, Lise.
Stay.

Let me do
what has to be done.

Dad, don't let him
go and denounce himself.

- It's the only thing to do.
- But he didn't do anything.

- I killed him.
- What are you saying?

I did it to defend Andr�.

Shalom was strangling him.

I don't know
how it happened.

"When your sentence is done,"

"in other words in 45 days,"

"you can return to France."

"And you will be a free man."

Subs by knappen@KG
Special thanks to JM2L; Corvus edit