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The girls of Camarais...

Are virgin and pure...

The girls of Camarais...

Are virgin and pure...

But are they in my bed...

Hold my thing that stands...

As a...

As a...

'A candle!

Bertier...!

Oh again...

I... ahhh...!

Bravo, Carole! At least you're not wearing your bum in a cast.

Such an intercom system certainly offers surprises.

Yes...

You can occasionally show yourself to be a gentleman.

Especially when you are riding around on my staff.

Is she angry?

Put yourself in their shoes.

I would rather put myself in your place.

In 6 weeks... you can trust me...

You will be cured in 6 weeks.

A hot rabbit!

Still no pain?

No complaints at all.

The main thing is not to be in pain and not to worry.

If you are in no pain then I don't need to worry.

All right, right, doctor?

Another phrase... Doctor!

- Carole!!! - Oh, don't...

Isn't that why you're going to kick her out?

Oh, where from... I just wanted my new "Lucky Luke".

Whoever believes will be saved.

Do you have it?

Put it down and get out of here quickly... go ahead!

- And now? - What then "and now"?

- Always in top form? - I am of legal age and licensed as a doctor.

Fine, but be quieter next time.

The room has soundproof walls.

But I still hear very well.

Sorry Dr. Simay, but in my free time I can do what I want.

You're not that free.

Just because you're the owner here? That is not enough as a reason.

Au... but you stab... are you going to impale me?

You're just angry because you didn't contact Dr. Bertier's job are.

Can you tell me how many days are there in 6 weeks?

42... why?

Because such a quarantine makes you nervous!

Your hand, doctor...

That... upsets me!

Your hand, doctor...

The temptation is just too great.

In any case, it is certain that I have not changed.

I've always felt called to do it.

To be honest, Paul, I don't understand you.

I said I don't understand you, Paul.

I didn't even put a spell on her.

She loves you and doesn't piss you off.

No...

And she's not stupid either.

So what?

She doesn't come from a gypsy wagon, comes from a good family with something behind it, is not in a bad position.

- And...? - Listen...

- She is even loyal to you. - So what? What does that mean?

So the only thing you could blame her for is that she is rather pretty.

Did you see the head

I'm sorry, what?

Your head!!!

What the little one ate... is that on your account as usual?

Yes...!

And whether it's pretty... just look at it!

Of course she's pretty, but she knows that and shows it off too.

If it was a little uglier it would be a lot better.

You see, I am for moral beauty.

And you only find moral beauty in the ugly.

Ah yes, you can see it that way too...

This is one of the great paradoxes of humanity, my dear friend.

Paul! Alain! We're just waiting for you!

All right, I'm coming...

- 500...! - I fit...

I fit.

Also fit.

1000!

What do you have?

- A full eight with aces. - Oh shit...!

Hey...

What do you suddenly have?

I have an idea: a quarter of every profit...

Let's lay on the side.

- Why? - Listen to me...

We get a photo of every girl we put on the cross.

We'll meet again in a year...

And the one who has managed the ugliest gets the whole pot.

Why then the ugliest?

That's a lot funnier.

Much funnier.

Much funnier and less complicated...

- Not complicated at all... - Only you can come up with that.

When I remember those delicious moments with these touching creatures...

Cards on the table, messieurs...

I've never seen anything like that... my goodness...

What do you think of that?

I would like to believe it, my age, but first show...

Yes, the bosom is not bad, but something is wrong with the head.

First you put what you have to show on the table...

What is with the?

What you have there are only little girls... the nose is not bad.

- Did you see the curlers? - No, where from?

You say... how did you actually do it with her?

- Like a greyhound! - No, from behind doesn't apply, it's against the rules.

That's how it's set out in the rules...

That's the least you can ask for.

So isn't that a terrible thing?

All right, you amateurs, let's get objective at last... onward, Messieurs!

One stitch...

Another stitch...

And another trump card!

Maybe it is ugly... there is no such thing!

And did you fuck her? It's a Mongolian beast...

Nothing works with it...

- You can't even fuck her! - Do you think? You mean?

But I served it. I really did it with her.

Yeah... I killed the one in the picture.

Anyone mind?

No, you did it.

You shut up You're making me nervous.

She has a lot of charm, and she's loyal too. And extremely affectionate...

It is thanks to her that I was able to buy my first cart.

With that I made a little trip to Tunisia.

After all, you have to broaden your horizons...

You have to visit monuments and study the customs and traditions of the peoples.

Ahh... the most beautiful...

She was already there and was waiting for me.

They smiled... Please don't deny it.

You smiled.

Your eyes are like the fragrances of Arabia.

I would love to be in an oasis with you.

But that is very inconsiderate...

You can see how difficult it is if you don't understand the language.

What is it?

Do you have a breakdown?

It's sure to be the ignition. 90% it is the ignition.

I'll take care of it sometime...

I don't know anything about technology.

You can not have everything.

Such enchanting eyes... and also technical knowledge.

You have... what's wrong?

They just have adorable eyes...

They are as deep as the sea... and just as unfathomable.

Do you understand anything about technology?

I'm a technician, madame.

- Mademoiselle... - Sorry, where was my head?

I'm always afraid of the goo...

You are too impatient. You drowned the engine.

At the moment there is nothing you can do about it.

It has to get dry again first.

And now the mechanic is no longer talking to you...

But the man of the world.

Would you agree, madame, to take me for a little walk?

- This is for you, my boy. - Goodbye...

So you really don't need to worry, I honestly want to help you.

Yes certainly...

Fine We're going to march together now...

And I'll avoid all the lonely places.

Good...

That fleeting moment when you first...

A girl convinced that you want it...

This is the most enchanting of all love.

If she's ugly...

Then this is paradise.

So guess what? Let your hair grow longer...

I think that suits you better.

On the occasion... your dress looks really sad.

You must wear something with flowers... how should I express myself... vivid colors.

Can you see it? Everything is much better when you smile.

Well, you see... the dress is very pretty...

It makes you radiant.

With long hair it is sure to be perfect.

Tell me... I don't know anything about you.

You know the most important things...

That I like you.

And that you are a very good technician.

Not just manually, also psychologically.

I am gifted for everything.

Fabulous! What you see there is cous-cous, the Tunisian national dish.

They really have very nice...

Very beautiful eyes.

And you have a very nice way of repeating your nonsense.

You have very beautiful eyes.

And I'm the first young girl you say that to.

No. But it's the first time that I really think so.

And that is true?

That's true... well, it's the fourth time.

Well, that doesn't speak for an expert.

I still have the whole future ahead of me.

No, don't do that. Please take this, it's much more charming.

- No, no, please... - Thank you.

I long to be kind to you.

Then do it...

- That I like you. - You already said that...

That your ears sit nicely, as I love it...

Thanks...

That your nose...

The nose is not bad.

Luckily!

There is something Athenian about your eyebrows...

That's what happens when you travel a lot.

Since we're talking about it... where are you going tomorrow?

You are welcome to know... to Monastier.

After Monastier? But that's strange, I'm going to Monastier tomorrow too.

I would be a criminal to leave you there alone.

There are a lot of guides in Monastier.

But they don't always want you to be well.

And also...

And besides what?

Do you dislike me so much?

- Good night. - I'll call you tomorrow.

My name is Christine Dupont.

In no case should you offend them.

An ugly one always has to be treated better than a beautiful one.

To move too quickly, just under the pretext that the charm of conquest...

Yes, it was doubtful, that would really be the last booze.

Very soft...

Look there...

- Come...! - No!

There is still... Everyone is looking, Paul.

Do you mind? I don't mind.

This is my sister, I am Russian. Understood? Further!

It is wonderful.

This is the prettiest landscape in the world.

Are you sure you really want to do what you want to do?

Absolutely safe!

Then do well.

It's the first time for me.

I will have nothing more of a human being on me.

I don't ask that much.

It will be a real Pearl Harbor...

Come in...

Good Morning.

Tell me, monsieur, do you have a room in our hotel?

No, I sleep in the hallway. You have to change the carpet...

That one is no longer clean, and he has fleas too.

- Oh, please, the... - Sorry!

- Mademoiselle Dupont, if you please. - She left, monsieur.

- Where do you go? - She won't be going back to the hotel.

Are you Monsieur Simay? Then I have a message for you.

"Monsieur, I want to thank you for your kindness.

Christine Dupont ".

Where did she go.

You don't know? Fine, then give me your address in France.

- Don't you have it either? - If she didn't give it to you, we have no cause.

All right, give me an envelope.

Would you forward this to her?

I am sorry, monsieur. We do not take care of the correspondence of...

Nomads sleeping in the hallway. We sincerely regret.

Racist!

Christine...!

You sinned out of humility.

Why do you want to buy what I am offering you?

It is true, you are not particularly attractive.

But when they are no longer desired, all women are ugly.

And the world is full of beautiful girls...

Who got ugly for the man who stopped loving them.

For the first time you have become ugly.

Because you hurt me.

And because I no longer want you.

But I will often think of that night...

When you were so pretty.

Despite your many mice.

ONE YEAR LATER IN BORDEAUX.

Do you know how adorable you are?

I'm just wondering what smells so wonderful here.

- This is "Way" from Way. - I don't hope it's you.

- Who I? - Law to the case...

I would bother you... will you allow me to dream?

I knew that one day I would meet you again.

So?

How many... how many breakdowns did you have between Souss and Paris?

Why Paris?

But I thought... don't you live in Paris?

- I live in Bordeaux. - No, in Bordeaux...

So if you imagine that it took 1 year to see each other again...

And 20 years to even meet.

And that 2000 kilometers away.

I'm fine?

It's going ok...

And you? What are you doing here?

- I'm finishing my studies. - What are you studying? - Medicine.

Medicine? No, that kind of thing!

Then you have to... Do you know my father?

- Her father? - Yes...

Just come with me.

So when I think about myself among all the Duponts.

Ironically, the daughter of this Dupont had to deflower...

I've just found my mysterious playboy from Monastier.

That is the one with whom there was jewelry.

But that's... isn't that good Simay?

Do you still confuse the ovaries with the prostate?

Like the master, like the student.

It is not enough to deflower my daughter...

You are also impertinent.

He invited me to dinner.

You don't let a guy like me go again that easily.

Now he had it in front of him... finally...

The man who jumped his Christine.

Obviously out of love for art.

A miracle of intelligence and will.

He treated me like a kidney stone.

He never missed a chance until everything was going in the right direction.

So this is the clinic that I have to offer my son-in-law...

If Christine ever manages to get married.

Hello Bertier...

Dr. Simay... Dr. Bertier... Dr. Bertier... Dr. Simay.

I cut out 2 this morning, pretty complicated.

I'm sick of it!

Goodbye.

Yeah, so I said... one day if Christine gets married...

- Monsieur... - Yes?

What will they say then?

To say? What for?

That I'm marrying your daughter because of her moss...

Let the morons do the talking...

Money has never been a hindrance to love.

- Not even the morons when thinking. - What does that mean afterwards?

You have to look at something like that as a man of the world...

Give and take... basically it's the same.

All right, you can agree on a separation of property.

That would have calmed your conscience.

If you really want to be that stupid...

Yes, and by the way...

Furthermore...

Enough for me to be loved for my own sake.

I would rather be loved for my money's sake.

I have known you, my little Christine, since the day I bent over your cradle.

I know the tests the Lord has placed on you to test your soul.

You bravely got through them all.

For this you will receive the reward today.

In his infinite goodness the Lord has given you...

To be loved again.

Of outstanding intelligence...

Entirely devoted to the calling to help others...

lest your husband be full of kindness.

Now it is you to whom my words apply, my dear Paul.

It didn't take me long to realize your extraordinary qualities.

Who is the monster with the blue rag that hangs on both legs to walk halfway straight?

Next to your father?

The other choice that brought you here today is also an obvious confirmation of that.

This is my sister, a little hypocrite.

She came from London especially for the occasion.

And now I'll hand you the rings.

The ring... round like an O...

The middle letter of the word "Amour"...

At the same time you are a symbol of your union before God.

You will commit yourself to one another...

- Does this happen in freedom and without contradiction? - Yes.

Do you promise yourself loyalty for your whole life?

Yes, for our whole life.

Christine, do you want to be my wife?

Yes, I want to be your wife.

What about you, Paul? Do you want to be my man.

Yes, I want to be your man.

I take you to my husband and give myself to you.

I take you to my wife and give myself to you.

- Wouldn't you like a drink? - No thank you.

But I'm terribly thirsty.

Do you dance?

- I was in London. - Oh yes?

- It's fantastic there. - Do you like it?

Yes very. It's like Paris.

Why didn't you stay there?

Because I wanted to see you.

Therefore.

I leave it to you now.

I will not come to the baptism.

She already cost me nerves, this sister-in-law.

Fortunately, she immediately went on a journey to the Black Forest.

To perfect your German language skills.

She didn't come back until Christmas.

Hopefully it won't bother you too much...

- If she works with you. - How's that?

She bears her head a little high. I prefer she's busy.

Teach her something.

No no, medical records would just mess them up.

Put them at the reception.

If you imagine that he suggested them to me as an encore...

Really delightful, this booth.

- Who lives there? - No one.

The guards used to live there.

They certainly weren't bored.

Tell me, Christine... when I imagine myself bored in the furnished room...

In the middle of the working class...

The noise of the bidets...

The love on Saturday evening...

That's not funny.

For the doctor then practically live right here at my place of work.

Don't you think so too?

The house has been uninhabited for so long...

10 or 15 years. Take a look around, it's completely ruined.

I am brave there. With a few strokes of the broom and 8 days of painting, this is paradise.

Nice...

But how do you want to furnish it? Do you have any furniture?

- Oh, papa is rich. - Yes...

I'm sure Joseph would like that too.

Joseph?

Who is Joseph.

Didn't I tell you? I may get married soon.

Oh Martine...

Still, I wondered if there wasn't a strategy behind it all.

Crap!

Hey...

Hey wake up.

What is? what's happening?

Listen, I...

I feel like you now.

Fortunately, the engagement wasn't long in coming.

So I really have the impression...

That you're really bored as hell.

- Is that the young man? - Yes.

Delighted to meet you. I've always had a soft spot for beets.

This idiot had a property in the country.

Where Martine only picked it up...

In any case, I disliked him completely as a brother-in-law.

I set out to insidiously blacken him...

By artfully mixing benevolent criticism and poisoned praise.

I discreetly pointed out to Joseph himself that he was by no means marrying the Virgin Mary.

Oh no!

But this donkey was as thick-headed as a long-eared one can be.

This is a playground...

If I understand correctly there are years of underproduction and they are a disaster.

There are years of overproduction when prices fall.

And if a year is normal then it is foreign competition that dominates the market.

That's the drama.

Yes / Yes...

What is that?

My new tractor.

A BX-15.

Completely automatic.

A miracle!

- It's really wonderful. - There is nothing better.

Even the Russians envy us for it.

But they are great in agriculture.

The 2x2 compensation is simply unsurpassed on uneven terrain.

The drive shaft is guided through a reinforced housing.

Solid thing, huh?

The power transmission is 100o / o and is distributed at 25 o / o to the all-wheel drive.

- No wheel is jealous there. - The fuel consumption is zero.

So if I had known that earlier...

I've been dreaming of him for 2 years.

Cherie, I like to drive you if you want to do a little tour.

I'm just coming from the hairdresser.

Fantastically processed...

Have a look...

- Can you, Cherie? - You were born for this, old boy.

What are all the levers and buttons for?

Just watch out, my little one.

Did something happen?

It's nothing, nothing at all. Come on, get up, old man.

Don't make it so exciting.

At this moment in which we bury our brother...

Let us ask you who are resurrection and life...

Grant eternal rest to Joseph Melville...

Until the day you bring him to eternal life.

To that he in heaven in the clarity of your face...

See the eternal light that shines through the centuries in unbroken power... Amen.

The poor barely managed to regain control.

However, I have tried very hard to give her that lovely smile back.

One fine morning it was there again.

But this bitch began, as soon as she was freed from her depression, to start collecting fiancés again.

Like wild rabbits.

The little animal rises and rises and rises...

That reminds me of something...

Let's go!

Delighted to meet you.

It seems to me that you are a passionate fisherman.

- I love fishing. - That's fabulous. Let's go together.

So I didn't like that either.

- I've got one to it... - Good, very good...

Fortunately, providence did not fail me...

- How are you? - It'll work out...

It's not that easy at all.

Today everything just goes wrong.

Grasp between your thumb and forefinger.

Well, well... that's how it works.

Careful...!!!

At this moment, as we are burying our brother, we ask you...

Who are the resurrection and the life...

Give Arthur Engare eternal rest...

Until the day you bring him to eternal life.

I did a few others in a variety of ways...

What was that?

An owl.

But nothing came of it.

I am sure you understand that.

If you do the cut like this...

If you do the cut like this...

Then the sick person dies.

And then it's yours...

Oh pardon...

That one over there really is one of the Christian witnesses.

Delighted to meet you. I am definitely for the ideas of the left.

Sorry, Madame...

Have the premarital examination done in the clinic...

You save a fifty.

Thank you, doctor.

I didn't like it at all.

But this time providence left me and I had to fall back on myself.

You disgusting bastard!

Isn't it enough for you to fuck my sister-in-law? Does it have to be my car now too?

Shut up! Shut up...!!!

Incidentally, I got your analysis this morning. You have the siphon, old boy.

You have the siphon!

You are contaminated to the core!

Oh yes, give me the 50 mice, I don't have the slightest reason to give them to you.

Thanks!

Oh, now you're doing it with the old people...

Monsieur, this is my mom!

Ah, bravo... you have it with your mother.

Go, go! Get out of here! Get lost!!!

Get out of here! Get lost!!!

Get lost!!!

This time she only needed 2 days to recover.

At least my insolence saved us from the funeral.

May I come in?

What's up?

Can you give me a drink?

It's not a bad thing.

Yes and no...

Oh no water. Just some ice.

Where's Christine?

She sleeps. She didn't feel well.

Thanks.

- Is that Chivas? - Yes.

I prefer to drink that. Together with the Black Label, of course.

I have it there too...

Ah, give me one then, just to compare.

Good.

Tastes completely different.

Which is the best?

I am inconclusive.

I still hesitate...

Do not hesitate too long...

Can I sit down?

Naturally.

I love Christine very much.

I also...

I have an extraordinary respect for her.

She deserves it.

She is a fantastic girl...

Fantastic...

It's crazy what she's already done for me in life.

There are moments...

There are moments that are very difficult...

In which one feels alone...

And where you have to fight.

You couldn't have done better.

She is a woman who, as I call it, has a heart.

She would do anything for me.

And for my friends.

For the whole world.

I know quite a bit about it...

And by the way... I would do anything for her too.

Certainly you would.

- She's also intelligent. - Yes very...

Graduated from high school at 16...

Passed the state examination...

Then she wrote an essay on the painters of the pre-Renaissance...

She also plays the piano...

I was a slacker by comparison.

In no case can they be called a blue stocking.

She doesn't get any of that, really not. On the contrary.

She has some great cooking recipes...

She is fabulous at cleaning the house...

- She can cork up... - She's overflowing with activity.

And she loves me.

About everything...

When I think about it, I wouldn't have made the trip to Tunisia back then...

Then I just feel like...

My life would have been meaningless.

I owe her so much.

- But - But?

But Martine...!!!

Oh Paul! If Christine...

But she's still sleeping. I gave her sleeping pills.

She'll be sleeping quite a bit in the near future...

Hey, get up, you slacker...

How can you sleep like that... do you think that's healthy?

You lie down nicely.

I always thought you didn't love the mountains.

I had an idea how to keep this obsessive girl from getting married.

I found that nothing is more like a pill than another pill.

You, I have something...

There is nothing better than a little brat to make someone feel like looking for something else.

To the table!

But you arranged that really nicely.

- I'm over it... - But not. - I swear to you.

You're not the first to do this.

Bloody or through?

The result is negative. I told Dirja.

- Still nothing... - Eieieiei...

- Paul, it's terrible... - Terribly terrible!

But you don't give the impression that you realize that.

Everything is perfectly clear from me. If that doesn't help, I'll ask Bertier.

- He's sure to do it to please you. - Why don't you do it?

Are you afraid of it?

Yes, I'm afraid.

I gave her an injection of rose water.

This is excellent for the baby's complexion.

- That's awesome! - What?

That you've been sleeping with your sister-in-law for months and nobody knows about it.

This is my artistic streak.

And that they didn't approach me to abort the child, but to keep it alive.

You don't like to work anyway...

- How are you madame? - Fine, but there's still my leg...

It's gonna be again... Just go.

You don't need to worry. Everything will be fine.

The poor was so scared that I had to fear for a moment that there would be a miscarriage.

Dartier was great. He explained the pregnancy...

Be too advanced to risk surgery.

I pretended to be destroyed...

But then I played myself...

- Something like that is completely impossible. An assistant doctor can do that in the second year. - Are you looking for a...

If she wants she can go to Switzerland. I won't take the risk.

To hide her face she forgot the rest.

In a decent young girl, this is the sign of true sorrow.

At least at the cost of such efforts I succeeded...

To organize a truly divine life.

For 4 years...

It has been completely renovated...

That's something.

But where is Claudine?

But she was just there...

Claudine!

Claudine!

Claudine!!!

Claudine...

There are sure to be dungeons in this castle.

Claudine!

Claudine!

Claudine!!!!

Ahhh...

There's the little girl, the little bitch who went missing for us.

You could at least take care of your daughter.

- You too! - You would be an indulgent father.

- She's a niece, after all. - Yes mine...

The morning of January 22nd had come.

The day when Capricorn leaves the place to Aquarius.

Martine left one of her windows open.

- Has she left? - Yes.

Yes, Martine left her window open.

I don't know what I have... I'm dying of sleep.

You work too much.

The sun will definitely do the little one good.

Please hurry up. We're late.

We will be late.

Yes...

I'll go if you want.

- Huh? - I will drive.

Can you do that?

I will try.

And Martine?

At this moment she should already be under Spanish skies.

A crazy idea to drive into this wilderness. She doesn't even know them.

Marbella?

It's a millionaires paradise...

But she doesn't know anyone there.

Don't worry, it's coming.

Those rubber hangovers...

Let them live their lives.

- I might have a headache... - Oh yeah?

There... swallow that.

This is not the time to sleep, Ms. Simay.

You have very green eyes. You have a bad liver.

Stop talking. You are not in the consultation hour.

The girls of Camarais...

Are virgin and pure...

Paul Simay, this is not the time to sing.

- Why not? - You are being judged!

You stand before the tribunal of your conscience...

That'll shut your mouth...

- How do you please? - Take off his ring...

Round like an O...

You are accused of fornication at the wrong time...

The unrestrained instinct...

Aesthetic difficulties...

And... uh...

Certain obstetrical skills!

You are a fool, Monsieur Le President...

I'll make some tea and then points, Monsieur Le President.

- He's having it with his mother... - I beg your pardon?

Do you plead guilty or not guilty?

In any case, I am proud to have preserved the outward appearance of family life.

Everyone around me is happy...

All my efforts were for the good of all.

I've always had a soft spot for beetroot...

More quickly! We are still behind schedule!

Forward! I call the witnesses... Forward!!!

General Simay De La Poupaniere...

I want to congratulate the defendant!

For me, one more French is, above all, one more French!

Vive La France!

- The next witness... - I love that sheep there...

I press it to my heart.

That is the heart of the church.

Excuse me...

You see They see...?

You cut yourself...

Get me a nurse!

I'm coming to fix the pipe.

Do you allow me to benefit from your presence?

That is enough!

The case is perfectly clear...

Monsieur Polfimer?

The tribunal of your conscience...

Will she speak after it has deliberated...

Free of charge, unanimously.

With the best wishes of the jury.

Bravo. I only have one word to write...

You release me from a heavy burden.

- Gendarme Simay? - Monsieur Le President?

Take the acquitted out...

And give him your daughter for tonight.

With pleasure, Monsieur Le President.

Messieurs... the meeting is closed.

Do you know that I'm starting to worry?

Oh yes? About what?

Maybe I'm under the wooden plaster?

It must come from the injections. Do not worry...

You will get feelings again soon enough.

Ah, that's very kind of you...

Goodbye.

She doesn't think of anything else but to let herself jump.

Does that matter?

And do you also know from whom?

From Bertier.

Oh yes? That does not surprise me.

Does it suit you at least a little?

Why, surely.

For whom is that?

For my niece.

And since I don't have a daughter...

You know exactly how I feel about it.

Besides, I still have the plaster of paris, my poor darling.

How is Martine?

She came back last night.

She hugs you.

From far.

- Why? - She has the flu and has to be in bed.

Stupid goose!

Give me my arrows.

I think she finally met a very decent guy.

What kind of guy?

- You're all sweaty. - What kind of guy?

I don't know anything about him. She is apparently hiding him.

The loss of her predecessor taught her a lesson. She has become more careful.

Shit... turn off the air conditioning!

You never know what you want.

Do you know who it is?

Well this guy?

Ah, her little friend...

She only spoke of him casually.

I get the impression he's a nice boy... a little fat.

That's not their taste at all. She needs a buddy.

In the situation where Martine is...

With a child who has no father, you know...

She doesn't have a lot of choices.

Give me my arrows... come on!

I assure you, my age... I have no feeling whatsoever in my legs.

That is a secondary field. The development is normal.

That's my impression.

Nevertheless, I would like to get Professor Montellier's opinion.

What do you make of it?

My x-rays?

What should be with it? You are very good.

But why not show them to me then?

- Open the door there! - But why?

Because I want out! This is where I'm going crazy... I'm choking!

The door, damn it!!!

Where are you going, doctor?

To Bordeaux, hit the drum. Get out of the way... get out of the way!

Get out of here... Get out of here!

- You should go! - She is hard of hearing...

Hard of hearing...!!!

What are you doing here?

This is my beer.

Is something wrong?

Shut your mouth.

I will bring you back.

Good, but very quiet...

Throw the old woman out... She has the evil eye!

Ah, well... I didn't believe in it anymore.

You are beautiful brown...

Come on here!

Why are you making such a face?

I only have a minute.

Why?

I am expected. I have to run errands.

What kind of new customs are these?

I found this in the mailbox when I got back from vacation.

What is the old woman doing here again?

Get out of here!!!

Put your roses somewhere else... Get out of here!

She doesn't understand anything.

Not done with the roses yet?

I don't want to see you anymore! Go... Go!!!

Madame, I worked in the "" Silver Cigar "" for some time.

A booth with girls in white capes.

When a guy like that secretly turns up there with a luxury car and a doctor's badge...

You know right away what's wrong with him.

The first thing that made me disgusted was when he said...

He didn't have to visit whores for the nonsense about the rubbers.

He would have what he needed at home too.

His wife is ugly and the ugly people especially puke.

The second thing that made me disgusted...

One evening when he was blue...

r when he told me about his sister-in-law, that is, about lht.

He told me he made you a child...

To make a wedding burst.

I've met all kinds of men.

"But a bastard like that, it just sucks."

What's all this nonsense about?

There, have fun with it!

Martine... Martine!!!

Signed by Lulu...

Bertier, come here at once!

One thing is certain:

Only two people knew the secret of the cuckoo's ice you laid...

She and I.

They didn't say anything and neither did I...

There is only one third person left.

Martine in person.

Do you know what I think?

She wrote this letter to herself.

For what purpose?

To tell you what she thinks of you.

That's why she invented the whore.

- I'm not coming with you. - Nice...

She learned that you go to the brothel from time to time...

Are you going?

Yes, like everyone else...

She just doesn't know how to break up with you, precisely because the circumstances are like that.

So she fabricates this stammering to avoid discussions.

What can you say to a Miss Mother who is to blame for this...

What if she sends you back to Fat Lulu's cheeks?

It's faster that way. It is even delicate in a sense.

But Bertier, that's impossible. You don't make that clear to yourself...

Now if she really has found an opportunity to start her life again...

- But I made her a child. - That is it...

And while you're here, she has a chance to get a fiancé alive for marriage, doesn't she?

You shouldn't get upset.

Do you want a sedative?

I don't give a shit about your tranquilizers!

It happened yesterday afternoon...

They were brought here.

While you were talking to Bertier.

Bertier really tried everything.

She fell 8 meters and crashed onto a rock.

Poor little darling!

Poor old Martine...

I want to see you.

- I really want to see her. - Oh no... no...

No, it's too bad... Better not.

Martine?

She is in her room.

Nobody wants to see her... Nobody.

She is going to get married soon.

She will have another child.

Carole! Send me Bertier right now. Did you understand? Immediately!

- Yes, Paul? - Bring me my x-rays right now... Now, right now!

- Yes, you know, Paul... - Right away, or I'll fart the place down!

The sciatic nerve almost got hit.

As I've always said: the vial break.

- For the funeral... - For what kind of funeral?

She also thinks it's my fault.

I have nothing to do with it.

Leave me alone.

Carole? Bring me the x-rays.

You just got it.

Oh not that. Others... any.

Do what I say the hell!

Get me Doctor Bertier.

- He's currently in office hours. - I don't give a damn.

Tell me my age...

Exactly one month and two days after the accident, you asked my wife...

To get me to sign a general power of attorney...

Because action had to be taken quickly.

This too could have become stiff.

- And this one? When will that be? - No no, not that...

I don't understand what you mean to say with all of this...

You never get tired of me...

Have my x-rays brought... the right ones.

Carole?

Bring up Doctor Simay's x-rays.

They're in the top right drawer of my desk.

A yellow envelope... unmarked.

Thanks.

Nice job.

They really went out of their way...

To paste the bones together...

Which will no longer serve anything.

Say...

I only got the injection to deceive me.

I am not angry with you for this. I haven't felt my ass cheeks for a long time.

What do you get out of it when you know?

Come on, tell me. Now is the moment of truth.

It's definitely not pleasant for a paraplegic...

When he has to be prepared by his loved one.

But better than nothing.

Unless I am denied this little pleasure as well.

And now... the diagnosis.

Will I stay a man? A little?

Or completely?

Or not?

Come on, give me a light.

I'm sitting in the dirt and you are shaking...

Bertier...

Many thanks for everything...

To our five year marriage...!

Did I at least make you happy?

Was I a good husband?

When I think about what I had to keep from my patients...

The only ailment that had to be hidden now is mine.

The unsightly ugliness, that's me.

A good Indian is a dead Indian.

The same is true of a paralytic.

And now, Cherie, a good deed...

You always have curtain tablets in your pocket...

Please forget about them on my bedside table...

Oh Paul... no!

Please stop talking like that.

Don't look like that.

Let's fool around like we used to.

Pour me something else...

Please give me some paper and a ballpoint pen from the drawer.

What for?

Give it up!

"I, the undersigned ..

- "Paul Simay..." - Oh, I forgot the vodka...

"Doctor of medicine..."

I decided...

To end my life.

The decision is well considered...

Nobody is for it...

To be held accountable.

"To be held responsible..."

You are crazy, Cherie. Completely insane!

I've never been less crazy.

I'll ring for Carole...

I will tell her that you must be guarded... day and night...

Between a dead and a living corpse...

What's the difference?

What is changing for you?

Christine... either you help...

Or I get rid of you.

Come on, give me a drink.

The good Bertier...

You can trust him when it comes to the clinic.

For the rest, too, by the way.

Why not?

It's a bit stiff, but...

At least he'll make you kids.

Paul...!

Well...

And remember what I'm telling you: As for the income...

Leave it all to him.

But don't let him go to capital.

Do not worry. He won't get a bone until he has made males.

Oh...!!!

Do you love me?

Yes...

I love you as you deserve it.

Good.

Good.

And now go please...

And the food?

Sleep well, Cherie.

Tomorrow everything will be better, you will see.

We will consult the best specialists.

I will take you to New York.

- Now go...! - Yes...

Do you need anything else?

No.

Would you like us to chat a little more before you fall asleep?

That's dear of you, but...

Anyway, thank you very much.

I do not need anything.

Do you feel good?

Yes.

I just wanted to distract you until you fell asleep.

What time is it?

11 clock.

Do you remember what was at this hour 6 years ago?

What was there?

I slept in your arms.

For the first time... in Tunisia.

- No, I slept. - You remember?

Good night.

You interrupted us in the middle of the most beautiful memory.

Yes that's right.

I want to go high...

Yes, sneak away!

The way you sneaked across the yard.

Do not you remember?

I know someone who will not be satisfied.

- Whom? - I have to ask!

Don't act more boorish than you already are.

I think I'm dreaming...

For me it is exactly the opposite.

I'm about to wake up, now finally.

And do you know who I owe this to?

Who do I really owe this to?

The good old Bertier...

What?

Yeah... Bertier...!

Your bastard from a lover was in its 7th month...

For this reason I consulted Bertier.

I was hoping he would be able to tell me some tricks...

To counter your sneaky precautionary measures.

To force you to make me a child against your will.

Bertier then got the idea to tell me about your deeds.

No, I won't take the risk.

I couldn't admit it... I would have gone crazy.

But...

But Bertier has been of great help to me.

He was a very big help to me.

I met him in just 8 days...

Learned more, much more than you did in 5 years.

Be very calm. You have to be patient.

Wait... there are better things you can do than lose your nerve.

Lucky one!

- I'm sorry, what? - I've got a trap.

I am a lucky guy.

Do you know what the reason was ultimately to change my life?

Bertier made you a posthumous child, Cherie.

Yes, I am 2 months pregnant.

By the way, when I think of "Kind"...

Your dear little Claudine sleeps in the company of her teddy bear...

While mom sleeps with her Patrick...

Most likely they are in the air.

- Claudine? - Yes.

Then...

- Isn't she dead then? - She is much more alive than you!

You, I warn you... if you lie to me...

Except that you die, nothing happens at all.

Why did you tell me that?

Think a little...

Why did I think I sent a letter signed "Lulu" to my sister's hooker?

Why did you think this whore Carole after she animated you for weeks...

Anesthetized your tail, huh?

Yes why... in three devil names... why?

Why were all of the x-rays you saw cropped and scratched?

- Why then? - Because these weren't your recordings at all.

My x-rays... where the hell are my photos?

Where did you hide it? Tell me where you hid it!

Nowhere... Bertier thought...

X-rays are not necessary at all.

Because of a convict, it really wouldn't be worth wasting negatives as well.

Especially when this condemned man is doing so well.

But what did I break?

Nothing... until...

Except for one small thing...

What?

Your dirty mess of the soul, my friend.

And nothing else?

The soul, that's enough...

Oh no, not so hard!

I think it would be better if he has a few injuries.

Come on!

You do not have to be scared...

I bet a Ferrari against an old bike...

That your sleeper leaves you without having to ask him for a long time.

You take his legs away...

His lover, his child, his brothel, his phallus...

And it collapses.

He is too cowardly to face the changed environment.

I accepted the bet. I believed...

You would never have the guts to kill yourself.

But apparently I lost the bet.

This is your last dirty trick!

I will faithfully obey your wishes...

You will be cremated...

This eliminates the problem of...

Autopsy! You understand...

I don't take the risk of meeting a young man who is in the best of health...

and not have a broken bone buried in plaster.

Christine...

Pump my stomach out immediately...!

Christine, you are mean... completely crazy!

- I will kill you! - Only yell if you enjoy it!

Nobody will hear you. The walls are completely soundproof, Paul.

Help...

Help...!

You bastard!

Help!!!

Help... help!!!

Open up!

Open up, damn it!!!

Come on...!

Help!

Helpeeeee!!!!

The old...!!!

I don't want to die in here!

The old woman... let the old woman open!

Christine! Open up!

Help... somehow one!

I don't want to die here! Open up!!!

Help!

To heeeeeelp!!!

To heeeeeelp!!!

Oh, how I love her, that good old woman.

She saved my life.

Bertier himself and Christine pumped my stomach out.

You might think that I was too generous...

That I didn't call the police to let the two hypocrites be booked.

But after all, I didn't want outsiders to get involved in a small family matter.

Luck has its price!