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- Sorry, I can't translate.
- It doesn't matter.

- As long as it makes you laugh.
- Yes.

For me?

But it's not my birthday.

Birthday presents are so bourgeois.

You should give a gift
whenever you want.

Is it because you're leaving tonight?

Not at all.

It's beautiful. You're crazy!

Try it on.

Help me.

- It's a real cameo?
- Yes.

The size of the chain fits you.

Is it silver?

- Of course.
- Pass me the mirror.

You're insane.
How did you pay for this?

The cameo was my mom's.

I just bought the chain.

I didn't know you had a cameo
from your mom.

You don't know everything.

I'll be back soon tomorrow.

We're heading north.
I'll take some time.

I'll be here in the early evening,
at best.

Just do what you can.

Take good care of mommy.

- Just gorgeous!
- You're crazy.

Crazy about you, yeah.

- Are we going to your place?
- I'll touch up my makeup.

OK.

A FRENCH TOWN

MARCEL LARCHER STREET

Everybody, please calm down!

Order, please!

Respect the debates!

Thank you. Please, keep quiet.

Thank you.

Mr. Prosecutor, go ahead.

So, you chose which ones
were going to be executed,

Do we agree on that?

20 hostages were to be shot.

Without my help,
they'd have all been.

I saved ten people.

A savior who sends people to death.

That's quite original.

You're not listening.

You honestly believe

your actions were limited

to saving ten people?

If you look back at the situation
without prejudice,

you'll see it's the truth.

But how did you choose

which ones should live
and which ones should die?

I don't know. In such times,
you follow your intuition.

Strange intuition, I must say!

The 9 people shot were,

as if by chance,

the Communist militants
who had the most responsibilities.

Like Gérard Faivre, a congressman,

several city councilmen,

a county council member.

And then you come here
and talk about intuition.

The truth is, you took advantage
of the German occupation

to settle your political score,
Mr. Servier.

Please...
They would've all been executed!

Is that so hard to understand?
What score have I settled?

I saved lives.
I saved ten lives!

Order, please!

You have to respect...

Please!

Respect the debates. Thank you.

Will I have to call the widow

of one of the men
that you sent to death?

Call the wife
of one of the ten I saved.

You obviously do not understand
that there is no equivalence

between the ten you condemned

and the ten that you saved.

By handing ten human beings
to the German executors,

you became an accomplice
to a tenfold murder

while carrying out your duties,
Mr. Servier.

I hope you will understand that

before suffering...

the punishment you deserve.

No further questions.

What is going on
in this country, sir?

Is the word of a representative
worth nothing?

It's a misunderstanding...

I demand the immediate release
of Mr. Müller,

in accordance
with the agreement you signed.

With all due respect, Major,

you did not inform us that Mr. Müller

had become
an agent of your services.

What difference does it make?

You don't treat an allied agent
like a war criminal.

He is both.

Make sure he gets out, Mr. Bériot.

In France,
the justice system is independent.

I'm not an altar boy or a journalist.

Müller is out tonight,

or you will be in deep, deep trouble.

Why did you say
you made the list alone?

Because it's quite true.

You didn't want to.

- I made it with you.
- No, you didn't!

Remember:
your only participation was

to remove Émilie from the list.
And the Germans put her back.

No. I also saved the Pole
who stole a ham.

Don't you remember?

Ah, yes.
Now that you mention it.

Marek Dudziak.

I saw him sweeping
the steps of the courthouse.

You saved a man's life.

That's very good.

- But another man lost his.
- Larcher, don't.

You're talking like the Prosecutor.

You were there, with me.

You know we saved people.

Like I said at the time,
they will not forgive us.

That's the problem
with winners nowadays.

They don't want to understand,
so they can't forgive.

But you...

Do you really think
that what I did deserves...

what is clearly coming up?

Certainly not.

When we come back,
I'll say we both did it.

- Out of the question.
- Why?

It won't help me.

And it'll harm you.

Come on. Keep quiet.

Be free for both of us.

I don't know if I can do that.

I'm asking you

as your friend.

Promise me you won't say anything.
Come on.

Do it as a favor to me.

"Political violence,

"the use of violence

"is necessary when the rich,
by instinct of class,

"prevent the working class
from controlling its destiny.

"Violence comes from the wealthy,

"who will do anything
to maintain power,

"not from revolutionary terrorism,
which can be necessary.

"Workers..."

Well? Is it done?

- No.
- Why not?

You didn't find him?

- I did.
- And?

I got scared
right before shooting.

A knot in my stomach
kept me from moving.

At least you're not making excuses.

But you're in debt.

Admitting to fear won't pay it off.

Shooting a guy in the back...

I just can't.
Something's wrong about it.

Who said you must do things right?

- My father.
- Your father?

He said we had to do
what we thought was right.

He was a joke.
He believed in bullshit.

He wanted to do good
in spite of people,

when it's the other way round:

evil... should be done head-on.

It's the only thing
people understand.

Look around you.

True fighters are done.

Traitors are having a ball.

Where's the good in that?

I don't know.

Your only chance is to believe
in nothing but yourself.

- Why would I kill a man?
- Because there are rules.

The whole world's like a pitch.
There are rules to follow.

You work for me, you're in debt,

so if I ask you to kill a man,
you kill him.

Or else?

You have 24 hours.

We need to figure this out, fast.

You shouldn't have signed
that agreement.

You should never sign anything!

We all wanted Müller to testify.

I don't care,
unless he's swinging.

To the point.
How can we get him out?

We cannot.

Besides, he's wanted
for war crimes in Ukraine.

War crimes?

The Russians filed
an extradition request.

- There's no way he can get out.
- Wait.

The Russians are our allies.

Yes, they are. So, what?

We must please our allies.

The Russians are asking for
a war criminal.

War crime is more serious
than what he's accused of here.

That's right.

We must therefore deliver
this war criminal.

In any case, deport him.

But...

if the Americans catch him
at the German border,

it's no longer our business.

It could work.

What're you doing here?

- I wanted to see.
- See what?

God?

I like churches.
It's quiet. One can think.

Cut it out, will you?

You missed your music class.
Your friend Marie was worried.

What are you up to?

Did Gustave ask you to meet him?

Can you be quiet, please?

Police, madam.

- Move on.
- In a church?

Yes, madam, in a church.

Let's go. Come on.

You won't see him again, OK?

Are you listening?

- Why did you bring him here?
- I wanted to help him.

Obviously,
he doesn't want any help.

Promise me you won't see him again.

You taught me not to lie.

- Yes.
- Then I can't promise.

If you do, you'll move back
to your father and Christine's.

No!

Gustave is a bad boy.
He really is.

Alain showed me his file.
He's very dangerous.

I was wrong to bring him home.

See? You can be a mom
and make mistakes at the same time.

Promise me you won't see him.

Comrade.

- Are you alone?
- My daughter's in.

I'll only be 5 minutes.

We went to stick posters
on the boulevard.

- I thought I'd stop by.
- Want some coffee?

Real coffee?

One of the perks
of living with a cop.

That's exactly
what I want to talk about.

We've known each other long,
Suzanne.

Very long. Is it yes or no?

Yes.

When's Loriot coming home?

Afraid he might hit you?

It's just I don't want to bother you.

It took me long to figure you out.

You're not the perfect militant,

but you're a good girl.

And you're a comrade
with energy to spare.

Are you going to propose
or something?

Oh, boy, this is so good!

I feel like being in the party
is important to you.

Yes. The world is too unfair
to leave it as it is.

Then you can't keep
living with a cop.

We discussed it at the federation.
It can't be.

- You'll never change.
- Suzanne...

if you don't leave him,

they will open
an exclusion case against you.

Which you'll support?

That doesn't matter.

You know the party goes through
with these procedures.

Is Loriot the man of your dreams?

What do you care?

You've been warned.

By the way...

We asked the mayor
- I mean, the prefect,

since we have no mayor -
to create a Marcel Larcher Street.

Marcel Larcher Street?

- Where?
- We don't know yet.

There'll be a meeting
at the party hall.

Roger will be there.

You could come
and talk about Marcel.

A street named after him?

I wonder if he would've liked it.

He's no longer here to tell us,

but it's important
that people remember him.

Thanks for the coffee.

I've got some good news.

Müller's been transferred to Paris.

He's gonna be deported.

Or rather, handed over
to the Americans.

He's free.

I told you
he always gets what he wants.

- He got married, or so I heard.
- Yes.

I'll never see him again.

- Are you mad?
- No.

It's safer for him.

He still loves me.

Can you leave?
I feel like sleeping.

- With your suitcase on the bed?
- I'll unpack later.

What are you gonna do now?

- You want me to leave?
- Not at all.

You were so excited
to see Müller again.

I don't know.

You can stay as long as you want.

You won't ask me
how the hearing was?

How was your hearing?

Servier faces the death penalty.

Really? Why?

A secretary revealed
he made a list of the Communists

who were executed in October 1941.

I didn't know.

- I drew up that list with him.
- You?

What are you talking about?

You weren't at home at the time.

You were at Müller's.
Only Sarah was here.

Servier suggested...
Well, anyway.

I made that list with him.

But no one knows.
Servier asked me to keep quiet.

I didn't know
he was that generous.

You think I should...

keep quiet?

Since he asked you.

I'm ashamed.

You spend so much time trying
to be perfect, but you never make it.

You sound just like Müller.

Can you hear that?

They're talking about Heinrich.

They're talking about us.

Can you hear them?

Edmond stopped by today.

Here?

The guy has a nerve.

He asked me to leave you.

What did you say?

You are a class enemy, after all.

First class enemy!

You're up, sweetie?

I'm going to the bathroom.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

What are you gonna do?

Leave me, lie to him,
or send him packing?

I certainly won't leave you.

But I don't want
to leave the party.

So it's three-way love.

Wait. She'll come back again.

What does the party do for you?

It gives meaning to my life.

Edmond and Maurice Thorez

give meaning to your life?

That's not it.

The SFIO got too involved in Vichy.

The MRP is a den
of priests and turncoats.

Only the party can change things.

Is that Marcel's ghost speaking?

Are you jealous?

- No. Not of a dead man.
- You know what Edmond said?

He said there will be
a Marcel Larcher St.

Sounds natural to me.

I've been thinking.

For a change.

I can't stop teaching.

I need to be around children,
give lessons.

If I stop, I'll go crazy.

It's temporary, till it gets better.

- Jules Bériot.
- Lanzac here.

- How are you my friend?
- Like a powerless mayor.

The regional prefect, de Kervern
and myself discussed the issue.

- We need to talk.
- Whenever you want.

I took the liberty
of organizing a meeting

between the people who matter
in Villeneuve, at de Kervern's.

- At 11 am?
- I'll be there.

Perfect. See you later, then.

Not teaching anymore is like
admitting those letters are true.

Because they're not?

Bériot's wife never had
an affair with a German.

Don't we agree on that?

The academy is forcing me
to remove you from teaching.

- You said it wasn't official.
- It's worse.

If I keep you,
you and I could be in trouble.

- I don't want to discuss it.
- I do.

I refuse to abide by your rules.
And I'll keep teaching.

- Lucienne, you will obey me.
- No!

Then I'll tell everyone
you're a Krauts girl!

You will lose your license,

and maybe you'll see Françoise
every two weeks,

if I'm good.

Is that what you want?

- You're a monster.
- No.

I just thought
I would win your heart over time.

I was wrong.
But I will not let you ruin my life.

My friend.

How are you doing?

I ask you the same question.

I dream of a juicy steak and fries.
Lots of fries.

Exactly.

It's time to wake up, my friend.

Meaning?

The Communist list,
you didn't make it by yourself.

What are you implying?

Larcher made it with you.

You told me
the night of the execution.

You're wrong.

I remember. He absolutely
wanted save a woman.

You thought she was his lover.

Émilie...

Émilie something.
Beheaded in Germany.

What does it matter?

For heaven's sake!

You have to say you weren't alone.
It changes everything!

It's no longer
the crime of a public servant,

it is a collective political fault.

People are not killed
for political misconduct.

It's your only chance.

I don't want to try it.

Are you tired of living?

Maybe.

I served my country the best I could.

- Perhaps I was wrong.
- Baloney!

You did your duty well,
as all our prefects and sub-prefects,

except Jean Moulin.

You must take Larcher with you.

Absolutely not. He's my only friend.

Aren't you scared?

No.

Nothing attaches me to life anymore.

Not even us?

Us...

You mean, our "marriage"?

Yes. Our "marriage".

You know, Arlette, our matrimony
was decided by our fathers.

I've never loved you.

Big deal.
I've never loved you either.

As if we had to love each other
to be together.

What a stupid idea!

It's exactly the opposite.

- Who is it?
- Léonore, Suzanne's daughter.

- What do you want?
- Open the door.

What do you want?

Let me in.
You have no manners!

- I was busy.
- Doing what?

Living with a cop
makes you ask questions?

No. It seems I've been
like this since I was a kid.

What is it?

How did you find me?

You're always asking questions, too.

Why didn't you come to the church?

You said if I didn't come,
I wasn't worth it.

Yeah.

Then what are you doing here?

Sometimes one says things, but...

Wanna go for a walk?

- I'm busy.
- Doing what?

You're such a pain!

- Loriot gave you my address?
- You kidding?

I read it in your file.
He brought it home.

Shit. I didn't think
the cops had found me.

I need to get moving.

- Turn around.
- Why?

Turn around.
I must take something.

You can't see it.
Don't ask me what it is.

- What is it?
- Turn around.

It's good for you that I came.

Yeah.

So, as a reward,
we could go for a walk.

For now, we take to our heels.
Come on.

You never mentioned Lanzac.

An early Gaullist,
very influential in Paris.

He was commissioner of the Republic
in September 1944.

He would give me orders by telephone
at the militia trial.

I remember now.
What does he want?

Maybe the General has finally
decided to create a party.

As for Müller, it's going well.

The foreign ministry
is favorable to extradition.

Sorry I'm late.

It doesn't matter, my friend.
Please, come in.

You know Hector Dupuis,

Secretary General
and my chief of staff from London.

Of course.

Have a seat, please.
How is your wife?

It's always a pleasure
to see you, Ms. de Cantillon.

Although I must say
I'm surprised to see you today.

Ms. de Cantillon's father
is a fervent Gaullist.

- Really? Since when?
- Jules!

We need all the driving force
of Villeneuve,

so all those
who do not want Communists.

Then all the old collaborators
are part of the driving force?

Only when they're
the biggest employers in Villeneuve.

Right. I understand.

You're on edge, Jules.
You need a vacation.

My friend de Kervern told me
that the Communists demand

a Marcel Larcher Street.

They're having a meeting
at the party hall.

Marcel Larcher St
sounds rightful to me.

Absolutely.

It's rightful, so it's annoying.

It's election time. We can't start
promoting communist Resistance!

Excuse me, but...

It will be for the next mayor
to deal with this issue.

Mr. Prefect may correct me
if I'm wrong.

You're exactly right.

The question remains
as to who the next mayor will be.

You think I'm going to lose?

You think
you're still a good candidate?

- I was elected in April.
- Yes.

But that election
was invalidated, Jules.

It wasn't Mr. Bériot's fault.

And with the Müller affair,
everyone's against you.

Those who blame you
for the agreement

and those who reproach you
for releasing Müller.

- Which category are you in?
- Both.

I had lunch
with the regional head of the MRP.

He told me that so far
he was with you,

despite his reluctance
to support a mason.

Those were his words,
which I deplore.

But, since Müller's release,

the MRP would support abstention.

If the moderates abstain,
the communists win.

- We can't let that happen.
- A communist mayor?

It'd damage
our relationship with the US!

Then we must fight to win!

Those were my thoughts, too.

Until I spoke
to the Board of Education.

Does the name of Foulquier
ring a bell?

Another fervent Gaullist.

Jules, if you are ready
to swear to all of us

that what Foulquier is implying
is false, do it now.

Then you're no longer
a good candidate.

We have to find someone else.

Any ideas?

- Me?
- Of course.

You know Villeneuve
better than anyone.

I thought I could have some time
to celebrate my funeral.

I don't have anyone in mind.

Boileau?

Garin?

The ex-mayor,
who ran away to Switzerland?

I hope you're joking.

Too old, a man of the past.
Bériot is right.

Henri?

I'll pass.

I know someone.

A Resistant,
but he collaborated till 1943.

A businessman, he hates communists.

Sounds like the perfect man.
His name?

Raymond Schwartz.

Your ex-husband?

And the lover of a great Resistant,
who unfortunately passed away.

He'll appeal to Resistants,
except the communists.

And the collaborators will like him.

For us today, he's the perfect man.

But he has no experience in politics.

He can learn quickly,
you are proof of that.

Raymond will refuse.
He hates politics.

Leave it to me.

I'll convince him,

and you make sure he gets elected.

See? Now we're talking.

Are you happy I'm here?

- I don't know.
- Ever had a girlfriend?

Yes.

A long time ago.

- You don't see her anymore?
- No.

You keep checking the time.

I want to use my watch.

My father gave me mine.

- How about yours?
- I stole it.

You gonna say it's not right?

I don't know.

- You stole it from a rich guy?
- Yes.

The rich steal from workers,
so workers get their money back.

I'm not a worker. I'm a crook.

Your father was a worker,
so you're a worker.

What do you know about him?

What my mother told me.

What did she tell you?

Lots of things.

She was in love with your father.
Loriot, she just likes him.

Let's go to the church.

- I thought you were a communist.
- Come on.

It'll make up for the stand up.

I like churches.

Me, not so much. It's freezing
and you have to whisper.

- You know what?
- What?

My mom and your dad
would go to churches sometimes.

You're talking nonsense.
My father hated priests.

My mother too, but listen.

Did you know that your father
shot down a Kraut officer in 1941?

My mom says she wasn't with him
when he pulled the trigger,

but she helped him get prepared.

- Really?
- Yes.

They came together to this church.

But he didn't kill the Kraut
in a church.

- It was in a pharmacy.
- But that wasn't the plan.

They were going to escape
through the church, but it was shut.

So they didn't kill him here.

And then
they kissed for the first time,

but not for real.

- Oh?
- Yes.

A couple goes unnoticed.

So your father told my mother,
"Let's pretend to be together".

But then they stopped pretending.

A couple doesn't arouse suspicion.

I never thought of that.

If he sees me, he will call Loriot.

I have to go, anyway.

- I've things to do.
- Can I come with you?

OK, fine.

But you'll have to do as I say.

Do not speak to me again
when we are alone,

unless it concerns Françoise

or if you have
a serious health problem.

I will not speak to you either.

For Françoise and everyone else,

we'll keep acting
like Mr. and Mrs. Bériot.

We'll go together
to dinners and cocktails.

We'll have people over.
I'm still a congressman.

I hope to be elected
to the Chamber next year.

Now listen to me carefully.

If you don't put on a good show,

or if you cause harm to me again,

I will find out about your affair
with a German officer

and you will suffer the consequences.

Have I made myself clear?

Yes.

Do you have any questions?

Why are you doing this?

I meant practical matters.

I won't discuss any of this with you.

Since you won't be running anymore,

please let me teach.

I'll do everything you want.

I won't bother you.

I won't talk.

Just let me be around kids.

Out of the question.
Not before the general election.

- Which will be held...?
- In a year.

What am I going to do
in the meantime?

None of my business, Lucienne.

In fact,
you always made it clear to me

that it was never my business.

But you can fill the inkwells
in the morning,

check the stocks.

Do some sewing, learn bridge.

Or you could write poems to Kurt.

As long as you keep them for you.

Goodbye, Lucienne.

And see you later.

I don't want to be mayor.
I'm not capable.

My brain says I don't stand a chance.

No...

That comes from...
let's say... your heart.

OK, thanks for coming, Jeannine.

Next time you have
an offer to make, call me.

It'll save you the trip.

You think you have no chance
of being elected mayor?

That's a big mistake!

You have every chance.

You will have...

the support of the MRP and the SFIO,

and all the businessmen
who collaborated.

So, basically, all the businessmen,

and most
of the non-communist Resistants.

- You'll win, that's for sure.
- Being mayor is a job, Jeannine.

No. Garin was a pharmacist.

After him came Larcher, a doctor,
who was a really good mayor.

You didn't say that before.

Raymond...

Who cares what I said.

You'll have advisors, deputies,
experts who will handle your files.

Your main job will be to get out,

shake hands, host meetings,

go to banquets,

pass on your good mood...

You love doing that!

I don't have all day.
I have a business to run.

That's why you need
to be elected mayor:

to run your company.

By wiping my face in banquets?

No. By opening up
all the American markets to you.

Bridgewater,
the colonel who seems to like me,

was adamant.

The Americans
will only sign contracts

with people who are
"representative of the democracy".

I don't want to, Jeannine.

Just think about it.

Do you want to spend
the rest of your life scraping by

and remembering your dead lovers?

Or do you want
to seize this opportunity?

Raymond...

Are you still alive?

That's enough. Get out.

Answer me by 6 pm,
or Lanzac will look for someone else.

You have an answer.
Now get the hell out.

Goodbye, Antoine!

6 pm.

What do you think?

Nothing.

Think,
for the price I'm paying you...

What she says about
the Americans is true.

As the mayor... you'd get
all the wood and concrete markets.

Your financial situation's not good.

You must invest.

And for that,
you need big markets.

In that respect...
you should just do it.

But? I feel there's a but.

No, no.

Stop messing around, Antoine, please!

You want to work with Jeannine?

No. It isn't about her.
It's about the Americans.

Well, then? There's no problem.

What do you think about this list,

mister Larcher?

I don't understand the question.

What do you think
about what Mr. Servier did?

I think that...

like all of us at the time,
he did what he could.

What he thought was right.

So you don't disapprove?

- I'm not a prosecutor or a judge.
- Non. You're the other defendant.

And the jury must know
what you think of his actions.

What I think is of no interest.

I'm here to be judged for what I did.

What you think today

might shed light
on what you did before.

Had he asked you, would you have made
that list with him?

Your Honor, I don't understand.

My client didn't make that list,
and he deplores it.

That's exactly
what I would like to hear

from your client's own mouth.

Mister Larcher,

do you or do you not
deplore Mr. Servier's actions

of September, 1941?

Your Honor.

The defense is right, Mr. Prosecutor.

We are here to judge facts,
not opinions.

This isn't Vichy.

Any other questions?

Mister Larcher,

when did you find out
about Mr. Servier's exact role?

It was here.

Yesterday.

You never talked about it
with Mr. Servier since 1941?

No.

I doubt Mr. Servier
bragged about it.

If there are no more questions,
we'll conclude the debate.

The hearing will resume at 5

with the indictment
of the Prosecution.

Can I talk?

- Why are you asking?
- I have to do what you tell me.

You need permission
to breathe, too?

I can't stop breathing.

And you can't stop talking either.

That's true.

What was that notebook?

- It was my father's.
- Can I see?

It's just notes
that he used to take for meetings.

Let me see it!

Here.

"1905, the failed revolution".

I did a presentation on that.

My unit secretary congratulated me.

Did you get a good grade?

Why are you staring at them?

I like looking,

seeing what people do.

- What are you doing?
- Easy. It's not for real.

- Don't turn around.
- Do you know them?

You promised to do as I said.

- Yes.
- Then shut up!

So, it wasn't for real?

We're having guests over for dinner.

No. I'm taking violin lessons.
I won't be able to cook.

You'll postpone your class.

You're gonna make chicken chasseur.
You're quite good at it.

You could let me know in advance.
I'm still your wife.

I'll get the wine and cheese.

For dessert, make a floating island.

Who are we hosting?

The future mayor, Raymond Schwartz,

Jeannine de Cantillon - his ex -

and an important politician.

You don't like those people.
Why are you inviting them?

They disappoint me less
than the ones I love.

And don't screw it up.

You're quiet.

I've nothing to say.

You never listen when I talk, anyway.

Why do you say that?

The stain on my dress
that came back from the cleaner's.

What about it?

I tell you it's no coincidence
and you shrug your shoulders.

Gerbert made a mistake.
It happens.

- He won't charge us.
- But I liked that dress!

One of the few gifts
from my mother.

But, of course,
you don't want to understand.

I always heard you say
you hated your mother.

So yes, it's hard to understand.

Then don't come wondering
why I'm quiet.

Hello?

I can hear someone breathing.

Hello?

He hung up.
It must be a mistake.

Someone calling and breathing
is not a mistake!

I'm sorry,
but I didn't hear anyone breathing.

Really?

I must've imagined it, then.

Right?

Did I make up the bell, too?

I'm going to my room.

Mr. Daniel Larcher - Ex-Mayor
24, rue de Versailles, Villeneuve

Servier didn't make
the list alone

Daniel larcher was with him

You have to go now.

- Not yet.
- Do what I'm saying.

We'll meet again.
I promise.

How? You won't go back to the crib.

I'll find you.

Make it quick.

Scram!

Bye.

Bye.

Gustave!

Gustave, your notebook!

You, hold on!
What are you doing here, kid?

I was just passing by.

You were at the bar.
Are you following me?

- Tom...
- Stay out of this.

- Why are you following me?
- Tom!

Gustave!

Get off her!

- You have to be a man to shoot.
- Get off her!

Give me your gun.

Give me your...

Tom! Tom!

Subtitles: ECLAIR