All language subtitles for Paris vu par. .Douchet, Rouch, Pollet, Rohmer, Godard, Chabrol, 1965. DVDRip .eng. sub

St. Germain des Pr�s...

is the section that surrounds
the oldest church in Paris,

originally an 11th century abbey.

The Institute of France
and the Ecole des Beaux-Arts...

testify to its artistic vocation.

More than a place, St. Germain,
is an intellectual climate.

School of Political Sciences.

And a modern way of life...

in an ancient and
provincial setting.

Its charm attracts...

american students
in love with old Europe,

with its art galleries,
its antique shops,

its wrought iron balconies,

its narrow picturesque
streets like the Rue du Dragon.

Academie Julian.

On the Blvd. St. Germain...

is the only wound
left by Haussman,

The Caf� de Flore,
where last night...

at this terrace,
a young American student...

at this table,
noticed her neighbour,

and after much hesitation,
asked him for a light.

An hour later,
Catherine and Jean got up.

Got into a gray Bentley...

and slowly drove away through
the noisy crowd of night owls...

on the Rue St. Benoit.

They drove along the
Rue de L'Abbaye.

The night is soft and warm.

Catherine has closed her eyes.

She's put her head
on Jean's shoulder.

She abandons herself to a fate...

which she hopes is dangerous.

It doesn't scare her as much as
her parents would have liked.

They had however, warned her...

that Paris is not a place
for young Americans.

But they are too far away,
and it's too late.

Desire overcomes reason.

Tonight, Catherine will not
return to her hotel room...

across from the School
of Political Sciences.

However, she hesitates
one last time.

Then, suddenly she
gets out of the car...

and enters the building
next to the Institute.

She will go to bed with
this handsome boy,

even though they've just met.

They wake up.

It's 10 A.M.

Ten o'clock!

When does the plane
from Mexico arrive?

Twelve fifteen. Thank you.

I'll barely make it.

What am I going to do with her?

I'll have to get rid of her.

Too bad, she's nice.

Ten fifteen.
I have to be at Orly at noon.

An hour to get there.

The time to clean up...

take her home.

That leaves me half an hour

I'd better hurry.

It's faster this way

I fixed your breakfast.

Come on Katherine it's late.

Hurry up.
Your coffee will get cold.

Some other time.

Then give me a robe.

Why? We're alone.

- Please.
- Alright.

Americans are such prudes.

Here's your robe.

She's relaxing too much.

Thank you. You'd make a
wonderful American husband.

Eat!

In America, I had a friend...

...who'd lose her appetite
every time she fell in love.

I've never been in love

You don't like this?

What a lovely view...

You have a beautiful apartment!

It'll be tough.
She doesn't understand...

Damn! She looks like
she wants to stay!

Aren't you ready yet?

Look Katherine, we have to go!

My school.

Leave me the keys?

You're coming right back?

Yes, in three weeks.

I have to go to Mexico.

I'm leaving in an hour.

Thank you for telling me!

I couldn't have said...

..."come home with me,
I'm leaving tomorrow."

It would have been nicer.

- Would you have come?
- No.

There you are.

Answer me! Are you angry?

I'm going to stay with me father,

I told you last night.
He's at the Embassy in Mexico.

Three weeks isn't long!
Mexico isn't Peru.

- Why didn't you tell me?
- You wouldn't have come!

You think I'm a tramp...

Don't be silly.

Yesterday I didn't know
you, and I liked you.

Be reasonable.

I like you a lot, you know.

Wait, I'll make the bed.

Yes, and you'll unfold
it for the next one.

Tonight, I'll sleep
on the plane.

- I'm coming to the airport.
- No, I hate good- byes.

Don't worry.
I won't make a scene.

Anyway, you can't.

Do you want me
to take you home?

- You travel without luggage.
- It's all there.

Of course, it's so natural!

But Katherine, we had
a good time last night,

Give me your address.

The next day, at 5 o'clock
in the afternoon...

...Catherine goes to
the Academie Julian.

Can I help you?

Is this your first time here?

It's not the place
for nice American girls.

You shouldn't stay indoors
in such beautiful weather.

It's much nicer in the country.

Let's go. I have my car.

Do you have sketching today?

Every day. I has started
already. Go right up.

How do I pay?

You pay the teacher.

I'm going too.

I can't let you go by yourself.

You really want to go?

Alright, let's go.

Follow me, I'll get you
a seat in the front.

Glasses, sexy. You'll wear
them in the country.

Your sketch pad!

I told you it'd be awful.
You're very pale.

Come to the country.
You'll feel better.

Come on. I have my car.

Is this your car?

Where're we going?

To your place.

That was easy. Here we are.

It's very nice here.
Perfect to bring girls to.

It's too hot in the summer.

Is this apartment yours?

Yes, so is the car.

What do your parents do?

Not much, they're ambassadors.

- In Mexico, I presume.
- How do you know?

You're the type.

I look pale. What was I saying?

Let's get away.

Have you been to Mexico?

I just got back yesterday.

And when are you going back?

- In three weeks. Why?
- And school?

It can wait.

Are you studying
Political Sciences?

Of course.

My father, you know.

How do you know all this?

Have you been in France long?

Two weeks.

Where did you learn French?

In the United States.

I've lived in France for 22 years...

...and I still can't speak English.

Have you always lived here?

No. But whenever
I'm with my father...

...I take out this subway ticket...

...and I take the next
plane to Paris.

I understand.

With an apartment like this,

...one wouldn't want
to be elsewhere.

Where?

That dome.
It's by Le Vau, isn't it?

- Do you think so?
- I'm sure.

I'm impressed.

Do you like old things?

This will interest you.

Genuine Early American.
Want to look around?

Thank you. I already have.

That's right. I forget
you know everything.

Now that you've seen it,
let's go to the country.

I don't understand.

It's much nicer there.

I don't understand why you paint.

You really don't understand.

Because of the girls.
I think it's disgusting.

You're exaggerating a bit.

How shameless to be naked like
that, in front of people.

You've never seen me
naked like that, I know.

I beg your pardon?

Would it bother you?

Do you know many models?

It's possible.
I must know some.

One meets so many people here.

And the guy who was posing?

He's a poor devil.

Is that all he does?

He claims to be an actor,

Is he your friend?

Let's not exaggerate.

He's a poor guy,
charming however.

I help him out. When I leave,
I lend him my apartment and car.

It makes him happy. He pretends
to be me. It's amusing.

It must be horrible for him

Yes, life is hard.

Say, you seem to like him.

Are you crazy?

Well, here we go again.

Don't you get hot
moving like that?

That's very practical.

That's the way it is.

Bring a girl up,
pull the bed down.

How about the country?
It's hot here.

- Take your scarf off.
- Never in front of girls!

- Where are you going?
- To Mexico.

Oh, she's a bore.
It's really too hot!

- That racket!
- What racket?

The construction site.
They've started.

The work! When do you
think they'll be done?

Does it matter?

Do you realize that when
the building is finished

...we won't have a view?

How do you know it'll be
as high as our window?

Look at the crane!

Do you think they'd
have such a big one?

It'll be at least
twelve stories high.

Are my eggs ready?

We'll have to keep
the shades down.

Overcooked! You know I don't
like them hard- boiled!

What's wrong with you
this morning?

Didn't you sleep well?

Very well, and you?

The trucks woke me up at 4.

I couldn't go back to sleep.

I didn't hear anything.

You never do.
You're so insensitive.

You wouldn't mind living
in a rabbit hutch!

We won't be able to breathe
here when it's finished.

A great deal, your apartment!

Superb view of the Sacr� Coeur
and the Eiffel Tower.

They're taking that view away.

Think of all we could have
done with the money!

We could have bought a car,
waken a trip.

Stop dunking your bread,
you're not a child.

I don't understand.

You were so happy
when we moved in.

We finally had something
of our own.

We could move out of
your parents' house.

And it's practical.
You're near your office,

...and I have easy transportation.

Obviously...

...I couldn't know
about the building.

They're are two kinds of men
winners and losers.

I'd rather be cheated
than cheat others.

That's all very well
if you're single.

Do you ever think of me?

Do people point at you
in the streets?

Are you badly dresses?
Don't be silly

Anyway, the status
of the Gare du Nord...

Don't clear your throat like
that. It irritates me.

I'd love to travel.

Not to Tahiti, or even Greece.

I don't know... Club Med.

No worries... just travelling.

Take a jet... you know,
the voice at the airport

"All passengers for Tehran"

..."Air France Flight 242"

"Immediate departure gate 3"

But you don't want
to travel anymore.

Four years ago, you were the
handsomest boy on the beach.

Water skiing champion,
scuba diving instructor.

What happened to my hero?

I don't look that bad

You've gained 22 pounds.
You look like Churchill.

Don't make those noises,
it's vulgar!

You only think about eating now.

I never refuse a good meal.
Are there any cornflakes?

You've eaten enough.
Go shave, you'll be late.

I'm always put down.

Move over!

The worst thing about marriage
is that one is never alone.

You've lost your mystery.

When I first met you
I could imagine anything.

Now, I know all your
qualities and faults.

I always know what you'll do.

Can there be love when
the mystery is gone?

I don't understand you.

It's the opposite for me.

The more I know you,
the more I love you.

Even your little faults.

If you'd think a little, instead
of believing what you read.

Instead of dreaming of
Greece and Tahiti.

Really, if you'd think about it,

you'd see you're a lucky girl!

Of course, we'll never
be billionaires...

...but...

...we can be happy without that.

If you don't like it here,
we can move.

The main thing is to be together.

Stop it. I don't like that.

At times, I think you
only want my body.

You could be more subtle.

Let go.
I hate being late for work.

Even if you don't mind.

Not that I love my job.

But I don't want to be
scolded by my boss.

Every morning it's the same
thing. I'm sick of it.

Gulping down my breakfast,
running to work.

The thing I hate most is...

...to be afraid of that pen pusher.

When I think that's all you
aspire to! Being a head clerk.

It's not that bad.

Then we'll be able
to afford a better place.

We'll have a car
and we'll travel.

What good will it do us then?
We'll be forty.

Once again, you don't realise
that you've been had.

Jean-Pierre, you're a nobody!

I've had enough of this.
Shit! It's unbelievable!

Poor little idiot,
just because you're pretty.

Thousands like you
are walking the streets.

- Go join them!
- Don't touch me!

Should have know that you
were vulgar, and conceited.

Don't expect me tonight.
You brute!

Listen, I didn't touch you.

You almost did. I'll never
forget what you said.

Listen, Odile.
Don't be ridiculous.

Listen, this is silly.

Silly?

Look at the view. In six months
it'll be like a tunnel here.

That's not my fault!

This neighbourhood!

To think that some people
live in Auteul

Listen!

When will I see you?

Stop!

Come back, Odile.

Sorry, did I hurt you?

No, you scared me.

I didn't see you.
My mind was elsewhere.

I can't let you go like this.
Let me drive you.

No thank you.
I'm not going far.

I need to be alone.

I'd like to be alone too,
but I can't.

It's up to you.

I don't feel like it anymore.

What a strange neighbourhood!
It's my first time here.

- Where do you live?
- Auteuil

In an apartment?

No, an old house with a garden.

It's too peaceful.

You don't like peace.
I saw the way you drove.

Is that an Italian car?

You left it in the street!

It doesn't matter.

Aren't you going to work?

I never liked working.

It has happened to me of course...

...but it's so easy to make money.

But how?

You know the law of the jungle?

I decided to eat
rather than be eaten

But that's unfair!

Life is unfair!

There are poor people,
ugly people. It's unfair.

For example, you're beautiful.

That's unfair to others.

I never thought of it.

There's even more to it.

There's a balance which
makes the lucky ones...

...not know it or be able
to profit from it.

The strong get bored
eating the weak.

I wouldn't get bored and
I'd take advantage of it.

Do you profit from your beauty?

Beauty must be shared
with others.

If we hadn't met...

Nothing's changed. You almost
ran me over, that's all.

It's more important
than you think.

Why?

There are moments
when a chance meeting

...could be a sign of fate.

What sign? What fate?

It's a beautiful day.

Let's take the car and
get away from it all.

Or let's go to the airport.

You know the caressing
voices at the airport?

We'll take the first plane.

Haven't you ever felt like
leaving for an unknown place.

With someone you've just met?

It's sad but we always run away
from those we know best.

Love dies from the
lack of mystery.

But, this mystery,
can one preserve it?

If I were to go with you,

...in a week, or a month...

...you would no longer be
the mysterious man...

...or the unknown woman.

Have you ever seen a bullfight?

It always seems to be the same
bull and man, but one dies.

It's the same unending game,

...with players who are
different, yet so same.

I don't understand.

It's difficult to explain.

When a man meets a woman...

...it's always the same game.

But one doesn't have to die.

- Are you afraid of death?
- Like everybody.

Do you love life... mystery?

So, come with me.
We'll be stronger than death.

I am anybody, I do anything,
and I go anywhere.

It's very tempting,
you're very tempting.

But it's impossible.
I can't.

I'll tell you the truth.

I've been thinking of
death for a long time.

This morning I decided to die.

Then I met you.

You are my last chance.

I thought nothing could
interest me anymore.

Then I saw your smile

I'm not blackmailing you...

...but if you'd come with me...

...on an unknown adventure,
anything is possible.

Do you accept?
Say yes.

No, I can't. I can't.

Everything's possible.

I'll count to ten.

Say yes.

No.

What a pity!

No, you're crazy!

You're crazy! You're crazy!

Saint Denis Street

It's impossible.
I can't believe it.

Do you think I'm going
to strip in this cold!

It's winter in here.

Well, come here.

This isn't your first time is it?

No.

What a job!

Should I turn on the radio?

Sure, we can do it to music.

30 francs... not expensive.

Make a little effort.

Sit down. We're in no hurry.

I never go home with a customer.

It's too dangerous.

You're different.

I'm not afraid of you.

My legs aren't tanned.

I couldn't go to Cannes this year.

My girlfriend got sick,
so she rented her apartment.

Did you go on holiday?

I went to my aunt's in Limoges

The city where they make
porcelain! Wow!

It's not bad.

What is there besides
porcelain?

I wouldn't know,
I was in the suburbs.

Only you would go to
Limoges on a holiday.

It's no joke when it
rains in the country

It doesn't rain often
in Limoges.

- You're not in a hurry, are you?
- All in good time.

One day...

...we left for the Rivieria...

...with some friends...

- Who?
- Friends.

We never got there.

We had an accident.

The others went to the hospital!

I went back to Limoges.

When I got there, My aunt
had left with some guy.

I came back to Paris.

And then?

Is that all?

Yes, that's all.

Your stories aren't funny.

Meanwhile, you're wasting time.

Let's go.

What if we ate first?

I'm hungry.

I'm sick of cheap restaurants.

I'm sick of Paris too.

It's a rotten city.

I'd like to go work on the
Riviera. What do you think?

I don't know the Riviera.

I already told you
I had an accident...

...and went back to Limoges.

Anything to leave the
Rue St. Denis.

It makes me sick to think of it.

What do you do?

I'm a dishwasher at Smitts,
near here.

Dishwasher?

You don't look like one, Leon.

What do I look like?

I don't know,
but not a dishwasher.

May I try?

You should exercise more.

You don't have much muscle

How can you do your work?

Dishwashing is different.

I heard a riddle
on the radio yesterday

- Want to hear it?
- Why not.

What's the difference
between B�con and Florence?

I don't know.

Well... in B�con... uh...

...in B�con...

...well...

...B�con is different
from Florence.

How funny.

I'll tell you why,

In B�con there are girls
named Florence.

In Florence there are
no girls named B�con.

Hey, sweetie.

We're forgetting why I'm here.

I'm in no hurry.

True. Tomorrow's Sunday.

My day off is Tuesday,
not Sunday.

Cottage Cheese.

It reminds me of my youth.

My father had hay fever,

He came to Paris to
see a doctor.

The guy robbed him.

I remember the station,
St. Lazare...

...3 hours to get to the doctor's.
My father was furious.

But I was happy.

He went home sick and broke.

The charm of the countryside.
What a bore.

I like it, the countryside.

- Do you have a girlfriend?
- No.

Ever thought of marrying?

Never.

A little wife, slippers,
a warm bed.

- What do you say?
- Nothing.

I like you, baby.

You're broke,
I'll pay for my dinner.

Do you mind?

You never say no.
Do you like me or not?

If not, I can always leave.

Don't go.

Alright, I'll undress and...

Don't you want coffee?

You'll get your money,
don't worry.

Here's five francs for dinner.
No Problem.

I pay for my food.

I don't want your money.

Let's not fight about it.

Have a paper?

"France-Soir"

Sorry, but just a glance
at the news, for fun.

"Hold-up goes wrong."

So it doesn't always work.

"Mystical madness at St. Nazaire."

There are nuts everywhere.

"Racing horses stolen in Paris."

Funny.

Yes, very funny.

Well, how about it?

Darn, a short circuit.

Do you want to wait?

Oh, darkness never bothered me.

L'Etoile Square

In the centre,
the Arch of Triumph.

Built from 1806 to 1836...

in memory of
Napoleon's victories.

It is visited every day...

by tourists from
all over the world.

On the other hand,
parisians never go near it.

Except for veterans,

whose task is to keep
the flame burning,

and the President
of the Republic.

When these functions are over,

it's only the intersection
of twelve wide avenues.

A no man's land ignored
by the working population.

These hurried people,

disdainful of the
prestige of the place,

know only it's outskirts.

Every 1/12 of the circle,

that is approximately
every 50 yards,

there is another
avenue to cross

The stop lights...

are timed for the traffic
on the streets,

and not the pedestrians.

This creates constant trouble,

more of less bothersome...

depending on the age
and the personality.

Parisian individualism...

is well tested.

One last point.

In 1964, work started on
the west side on a subway...

which doesn't help traffic.

Either automobile or pedestrians.

And here is our own hero,
Jean-Marc.

Every morning at 9.25, he comes
out of the subway station,

almost directly
across from his work.

To get there, he has two choices.

Going right is slightly shorter.

Would you like
to see another style?

In your size...

we have this one.

Or this, if you prefer.

No thank you,
I'll think about it.

As you wish.

Once a professional runner,

Jean-Marc reads the
sports paper every morning

Did you watch the women skiers?

I don't have a TV.

Too bad! It's exciting
to see them go...

60 miles an hour.
How I admire them.

You know how hard
it is when you try.

Have you skied?

Ten years ago, I tried a little
with two boards on my feet.

You need such balance,

and extraordinary strength
to stand up on those boards.

I beg your pardon.

It's nothing.

- Did I hurt you?
- No.

Are you sure?

- Excuse me, sir.
- Watch where you're going!

I'm sorry.

You're crazy!

May I help you?

Pajamas.

What size?

I don't know.

Alright, we'll see.

Size two.

There was nothing in the
papers that day, or the next.

Driver Hit With Whip.

The Crime Of The
Champs-Elysses

Maniac In The Subway

Rolls Chauffeur
Dies In Flight

Student In Lyons Hurts
Policeman With Umbrella

A Lethal Weapon..
The Umbrella

But, he was still careful not
to go near the PI. De L'Etoile

Yes sir, white poplin,
42 Avenue de Wagram.

I'll have it delivered
right away.

Ten minutes.
It's right across the square.

One or two months had passed,
when, finally...

Watch your step!

Excuse me madam, I'm sorry!

It's nothing.

Did I hurt you? Lucky!
I could have poked your eye out!

Montparnasse and Levallois

- What are you doing?
- I'm working

Is it a woman?

Yes, it's the last one, you
see, it's almost finished.

It's a woman...

Yes, if you like.

Is this a hand?

Why are there only
four fingers?

I had nothing to make
the fifth with.

I like the one outside.
She's pretty!

What do you call her?

Action-sculpture.

What's that?

It means that chance...

...enters into the creation
of the sculpture.

I take pieces of metal
and throw them up...

...and weld them together
the way they fall.

It's all very experimental.

Don't you want to know why I am here?

Yes, why are you here?
You'd said 8 o'clock.

Because i love you.

Do you want some coffee?

I have something to tell you.

Do you love me?

Yes, of course.

Really, truly.

Of course!

- Do you think I'm pretty?
- Yes.

Really?

Already told you.

Do you really love me?

Would you forgive me
if I did something bad?

Of course I'd forgive you.

Why do you ask?

Nothing important.

How long does a telegram
take to arrive?

I don't know, about an hour,
an hour and a half.

What time is it?

Listen.

In 45 minutes, you'll
receive one from me.

But it's not for you.

Who's it for?

Someone else.

A man?

- How do you know?
- I don't know, I suspect.

Anyway, you don't know him.

It doesn't matter.

It does.
I mixed up the envelopes.

I put your letter in his...

...and his in yours.

That can be fixed.

He gives me mine, and I give
him his and that's it.

It's very serious because
in his letter...

...I tell him that I love him and
made plans to see him tonight.

But i just pretend to love him.
And wanted to see him...

...to tell him that, and
that I won't see him anymore.

It's you I love. I swear.

I wanted to tell him that tonight.

Knew you'd forgive me.

I don't understand.
Who's the guy?

If you want, we can go
to bed now. I'm cold.

You bitch! Disgusting!

Tramp! Whore! Liar!

But I swear i love you.

I loved you because you
were pure and beautiful.

You make me sick.

I swear I love you.

Shut the door.

It's shut.

No it isn't.

Are you working?

Can't you see?

Who does it belong to?

The Pope.

The Pope who?

Pope Paul VI.

Do you know what makes a car?

An automobile is made
of many parts.

First the chassis,
then the wheels...

...and third the body.

That's my department.

I obviously don't have
the talent of Farina...

...or Micheletti...

...but I do alright. In my own
small way, I'm an artist.

Bodywork is sacred for me.

Turn it off!

It'll wear out.
Everything in life does.

Except the body.
The body is eternal.

Tell me Roger. Do you think
I have a nice body?

Perfect.

What I really like is youth.

Young breasts...

...young legs, everything
that's beautiful.

But what are you doing here?

- I wanted to see you.
- We had a date at midnight.

I thought I'd come and see
you this afternoon.

You know I love you, Roger.

Speak louder.

I said I love you.

I know that.
I got your telegram.

Are you mad at me?

No, since you love me.

Then you forgive me?

That's wonderful!

I slept with another man.
You aren't mad.

But you know,
I mixed up the envelopes.

I wrote this other boy
that I love him...

...but I swear it's not true.
It's just...

He's nice. I knew him before
you, and he still loves me.

I don't know.

He wanted to see me,
so I made a date for tonight.

But it was only to tell him
I wouldn't see him again.

I couldn't say all that
in the letter.

I didn't want to hurt him.

I wanted to tell him
that I love only you. I swear.

You know it.

If you like, we can go up now.

We can go to bed now. It's almost dark.

Come here, you tramp!

Come here, you dirty low
class whore, tease, bitch!

What is it, Roger?

I thought you'd forgiven me.

"Dear Roger, I kiss you tenderly."

Darn! I didn't make
a mistake after all.

Go to hell.

My sweater.

Get out, american!

I'm canadian.

It's the same thing.

I love you. I swear.

Silence

Here's your son.

Did it go well?

I'm glad.

How many times a
week do you go?

Three times?

What does he do to you?

I went to the doctor
the other day.

He had me tested.

I don't have the results.
I'm not feeling well.

It's called Vitacalcium.

Have you taken it?

I'm constipated.

I use suppositories.

What are they called?

They give me the runs.

You could knock!

Come here.

She was bringing me my tea.

Did you work hard?

- Were you first in class?
- Third.

- What were you last month?
- Sixth.

- So, it's better.
- Yes, a little bit.

Good. One must make progress.
Understood?

- What's hard for you?
- Algebra, still algebra!

Why?

I don't understand.

Why?

The parentheses, the a's,
the b's the minuses.

All of it, I get mixed up.

Do you want me to explain it?

Sure, if you want to.

Poor child! Come on.

Listen, algebra is easy.

A plus times a plus is a plus.

A minus times a minus is a plus.

A plus times a minus...

...is a minus.

There.

Alright.

- Not a word to the queen mother.
- No of course not.

I am for capital punishment.

I'm against it. Really now...

What, really now?

There's no reason to condemn.

How can one judge others?

Salt!

They kill, they're killed.

Killers must be killed.

I think they should be...

...sent to reform schools.
We should try to...

If they're 50, you can't send
them to reform school.

I said pass me the salt.

Well then, maybe in certain
cases, as an example.

There I agree with you.

Death to the traitors!

Kidnapping children,
now that's revolting.

For that, the death penalty.

They're given 20 years.

What's the matter with you?

Shut up!
You do nothing anyway.

What would be nice, would be
that you help me get in...

...with our friend Boticelli.

He's interesting,
if you see what I mean.

This veal is excellent.

He should be careful
with me, or I'II...

...I'll shoot him full of holes.

This veal is really excellent.

I always eat the way
the Italians do.

Someone should explain
to Boticelli...

...that there are some people
in the world with guts...

...aspirations, ideals.

He's got to understand that.

Or I'll crush him like a worm.

We almost ran over him.

Not quite.

That's true.

The car behind us did.

Others too.

He had diplomat's plates.

They just don't care.

This cheese is very good.

Black polynesians...

Six letters, in the plural.

I take care of the house!

It's dusty in here.

It's not my fault,
it's the maid's.

Always the maid!

I'm not doing the dusting,
with what I pay her.

You always say it's the maid!

I don't do the dusting!

Idiot!

That's easy to say.

Leave me alone.

One of these days,
I really will. You'll see.

Are you giving me the money?

You'll have to manage.

Unbelievable!

You should exercise.

I keep telling you
you're getting a paunch.

I have to have my medicine.

Take your medicine.

You know how much your
medicine cost last week?

Have you father's
pharmacy send them.

- But he's too stingy.
- My father's senile.

I've really had enough, you know.

I'm alone in the house.

That's all we needed.

You forgot to shut the window.

I have something in my throat.

"Form fitting ear plugs...

...block vibrations...

...and are perfectly sound-proof."

"Noise, the price we pay
for modern civilization...

...is one of the main causes
of nervous disease."

"The sick and the nervous
will now be able to sleep."

"Intellectuals,
will work in silence...

...thanks to these ear plugs."

But I put them
in the same closet.

"Factory workers...

...and all those with jobs
who are exposed to noise...

...machine operators,
metal workers...

...exposed to repetitive noise...

...which is damaging
to the auditory nerve...

...will protect their
eardrums with ear plugs."

No need to shout.

You just wait and see.
I'm getting fed up.

I asked her for the
sugar 10 times.

The coffee is good. Really?
I could make it as well.

If it weren't the
Holiday season...

I'd have fired your
little blonde.

You hired her.

You're late.

Who's going to take
care of the car?

Brushing your teeth
before work? That's new.

It happens to be the maid's day off.

That's enough.

That doesn't mean anything.

- What do I do with the car?
- That's enough!

You make me so angry.

Am I taking the car
in or are you?

I have other things to do.

I'm tired of taking care
of your business.

It's not my problem, it's
yours. I'll do it, but...

Just shut up, will you!

Who's going to take
care of the car?

It's not complicated.

You look stupid when you
make those faces!