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♪ No more smiles no more tears ♪

♪ No more prayers

no more fears ♪

FEBRUARY 16, 1959

♪ Nothing left why go on? ♪

♪ When your lover is gone.. ♪

Hurry! She collapsed ten minutes ago.

♪...through the towns and the farms ♪

♪ With the shouts and the bells ♪

♪ Bringing him back to my arms ♪

♪ Must each man go to war ♪

♪ Ever more ever more ♪

♪ Why some loner woman stands? ♪

♪ Empty heart empty hands ♪

♪ When the time came to part and he kissed.. ♪

The ambulance is here.

♪...Me goodbye ♪

♪ From the depths of my heart ♪

♪ Came a great lonely cry ♪

♪ Heaven have mercy ♪

♪ Heaven have mercy ♪

St. Theresa, my sweet Jesus, don't abandon me

give me strength, I want to go on living.

Bring me back to life.

Why are you crying?

- 'Hey, scram, you brats!' - Come on.

♪ I'm so lonely and sad ♪

♪ Life is so bad ♪

♪ That's all I've ever had ♪

♪ What more can I say.. ♪

What are you doing here?

Why are you crying?

Are you by yourself?

Where's your mom?

♪ Everywhere I stray ♪

♪ Like a ball and chain ♪

♪ I have nothing but pain ♪

♪ Nothing to gain ♪

♪ My life is so bad ♪

♪ That's all I've ever had ♪

♪ I'm so lonely.. ♪♪

You call yourself a mother?

You're not worth the hangman's rope!

I need to earn a living. I'm a singer!

Look after your daughter!

I take very good care of her!

Louis, I can't go on waiting for you like this.

Belleville's unbearable.

A maestro said, with my talent,

I should try Constantinople like the singer Frehel..

Good news for our acrobat?

Sure. Commendations from Clemenceau.

I left Edith with my mother.

My mom Aicha will keep her until my career takes off.

Louis, I've stopped waiting for you.

Annetta.

Anybody home?

'Edith?'

Edith?

Louis?

Enough's enough.

What's this?

Your grandchild..

Edith.

What a strange name.

She's a sickly child.

Follow me.

What are you doing here?

You're so cute. What's your name?

Back to work, Titine!

Someone is in the toilet upstairs.

'You have beautiful blue eyes.'

That way.

'I'm listening..'

I have to go back.

I'll be demobilized soon.

Then I'll go back to the circus.

- I came to see my cherub. - Get out.

- I'm all done, Momma Louise. - 'Tend the entrance.'

Where's her mother?

I don't know.

And you want to leave her here?

'People will gossip.'

People always gossip.

Aren't we taking her to church?

We'll miss mass.

The world doesn't revolve around her.

- I heard we're keeping a baby. - Can we see her?

She's a little girl.

- Do you want bread? - 'Get out of here.'

- Go on, ask her to sing. - No!

You'd be on stage,

but your hair's too red.

♪ One night I went for a swim ♪

♪ Wearing only my bare skin ♪

♪ No one was there to see me ♪

♪ Except the darkest of skies ♪

♪ Then the moon came out to shine ♪

♪ I asked it to caress me baby ♪

♪ When I heard nearby ♪

♪ An emotional cry ♪

♪ There was a man standing on a rock ♪

♪ Looking down at me ♪

♪ The man went oh! ♪

♪ And me in the water ♪

♪ I said oh ♪

♪ He saw me nude ♪

♪ With nothing to hold up or hide behind ♪

♪ I blushed all night long ♪

♪ He saw me nude ♪

♪ Quite nude ♪

♪ Out of human decency ♪

♪ I covered my face with my two hands ♪

♪ But now it's clear ♪

♪ With my careless gesture of fear ♪

♪ I forgot to hide ♪

♪ My sweet little backside ♪

♪ He saw me nude.. ♪

Titine!

Titine, open up. Enough of this!

- Now, what? - She's with Edith.

Open this door, now!

- 'What's going on?' - Nothing!

Get ready,

the gentlemen will be here soon.

'Open up or else!'

- I can't work. - 'What?'

- I can't work! - 'Oh, really?'

Do you think this is a hotel?

I'm keeping Edith. I'm keeping her.

'That's what you think!'

It's me, open up.

Your legionnaire's here.

I don't care.

He's a liar. He tells me nothing but lies.

'Titine, stop this right now.'

'Come out or you'll be out on the street so fast!'

'Enough of your antics!'

I don't want trouble.

MAY 8, 1959

Doug!

What? Are you jealous?

I sent your Billie Holiday records to the hotel.

Thank you, Loulou.

Billie and I were born the same year. Funny!

I brought my sketches.

Do you want to see them now or later?

Later. I've got to sing that fool's song.

Before your time..

What?

Forget it.

Whenever you're ready.

Let's go.

I'm ready.

Let's go.

'Okay.'

♪ Come right in Milord ♪

♪ Sit down at my table ♪

♪ It's freezing cold outside ♪

♪ Here it's more comfortable ♪

♪ Make yourself at home Milord ♪

♪ Leave your cares with me ♪

♪ Relax you'll be at ease ♪

♪ Put your feet up feel free ♪

♪ I know you well Milord ♪

♪ Although you don't know me ♪

♪ A mere girl of the port ♪

♪ A shadow of the street.. ♪

♪ I passed quite close to you ♪

♪ In the street yesterday.. ♪

Titine!

♪ You looked so full of pride ♪

♪ The man with everything ♪

♪ Your lovely silken scarf ♪

♪ Floating all around your shoulders ♪

♪ You seemed on top of the world ♪

♪ One might say a king.. ♪

Go to sleep now.

♪ Marching like a victor ♪

♪ A lady on your arm ♪

♪ My God she was so beautiful ♪

It's Jeanne!

Jeanne, what's wrong?

- There's blood.. - Talk to us!

He wanted to play doctor, with his instruments.

The bastard!

'Titine!'

- 'We must tell Madam..' - 'Titine!'

- 'She'll kill me. It hurts.' - 'Titine!'

I can't see!

- Well, doctor? - Her health's fragile.

'It's her cornea. She has keratitis.'

Is she blind?

It's an inflammation.

'Be patient. It takes months.'

'Take this to the pharmacy.'

Thank you.

Whose child is she?

Nobody's.

St. Therese, I rarely ask anything of you

I only ask that you

hear little Edith.

Go on, Edith. Speak to her. She'll listen.

Go ahead.

St. Therese,

I don't want to be blind.

I want to see.

She's all bruised.

Go on.

I want to learn to read,

and run like before.

I don't want to be blind.

St. Therese, tell baby Jesus

to look after Edith.

Go ahead.

Thank you,

St. Therese and Jesus.

Thank you.

♪ Nothing at all ♪

♪ Nothing ever happens to me ♪

♪ I wonder why ♪

♪ Nothing at all ♪

♪ Nothing ever happens ♪

Here we are, Edith.

♪ Nothing at all ♪

♪ Nothing ever happens to me ♪

♪ I wonder why ♪

♪ Nothing nothing nothing ♪

♪ Nothing ever happens ♪

♪ From morning until I go to bed.. ♪

Louise! Quick!

♪ Everything here is calm and ordinary.. ♪

Come over here.

♪ I wish something suspicious ♪

♪ Out of the ordinary or not normal ♪

♪ Nothing at all ♪

♪ Nothing ever happens to me I wonder why ♪

♪ Nothing nothing nothing ♪

♪ Nothing ever happens ♪♪

She can see..

She can see!

FOR TITINE

Titine, get up!

- What is it? - He's back. He's taking Edith.

- Get dressed. - They can't do that to me!

How can you go back

to that job?

- She'll see the country. - Go then.

- Edith! Edith! - Titine!

Don't take my little girl!

Let her go!

- Enough! - She's mad!

- 'Stop it or you're out!' - 'You have no right!'

- Don't do this to me! - 'Go!'

I'll kill myself.

We're at Orly Airport.

Passengers are disembarking.

I see her. It's Edith Piaf!

A young man's on her arm.

What did you bring from America?

- An American. - What's his name?

Edith, please!

Like her song, she's "carried away by the crowd"..

'She steps into her elegant black and white car.'

'She looks tired, but is all smiles.'

- Silence! I propose a toast.. - What a slob!

Slob yourself.

Indulge the invalid.

Watch out accordion man

or you'll get a shiner!

'Perfect timing!'

Call the boss.

I want free champagne!

I'm Edith Piaf,

and I made a mess.

Everyone kiss. Even enemies!

Kiss me, Claude.

Doug, my love. I love you.

Oh, I want to kiss you, Edith.

Who's that broad?

- No idea. - 'Who gets the steak tartare?'

Where did your

handsome friend go?

Don't embarrass her..

Butt out, Coquatrix,

who rang your bell?

Well...Mademoiselle!

Miss Piaf, a pleasure! What can I do for you?

A lot. I want a present.

- Naturally. - Well..

I wanted champagne,

but I'll take a ring,

a big ring with diamonds

studded everywhere.

Don't trouble yourself,

we'll have champagne.

Here's a toast to the love I have for you all.

And I'll stand up for that. Give me a hand.

I'd like to make a toast to Marguerite.

'My composer, and my most loyal friend in the business.'

Don't blush like that, you'll make us cry.

You want an autograph?

I don't think so.

Bubbles and booze, perfect. This is Claude's influence.

You're irritating, Loulou.

We've just back to Paris, we had some fun.

'Don't play the broken hearted lover.'

I'm waiting for someone.

Get lost.

Let me remind you,

you have commitments.

You're not alone.

Remember the first night at Gerny's?

I was a bum.

She looked at me

like a princess.

You were a princess.

My princess!

- 'To Marguerite!' - To Marguerite!

To those who want to see me fall on my face.

They think I don't notice! Cheers.

Something wrong, Louis?

He's having a tantrum.

Get lost, we're busy.

You don't watch the show. Get busy.

'You must work. There are no kids here.'

You have to earn your keep. That's enough.

Little turd! You ruined my exit!

Go to the trailer. Make dinner.

Ladies and gentlemen, a big hand for Louis,

the contortionist!

She's cute.

How old is she?

- She's ten. - 'And her mom?'

None.

You must be lonely.

How about some alcohol in your trailer?

'Come on.'

Do you know who I am?

'I'm Therese.'

'Are your eyes well, my angel?'

- Yes. - 'You're so sweet.'

'Who'd you like to pray for?'

I'll pray for Titine.

'Good girl. I'm watching over you.'

'Never forget.'

'When you're alone, I'll always be there.'

'I've had it! I told you to change that wheel.'

'Don't argue. Just help. We're all in the same shit.'

- I don't give a damn! - Then get lost!

You can't quit. Not over a spat!

Who needs a boss!

I can't stand Caroli anymore.

- You're drunk! - I'll go solo.

'Fat chance! Circuses aren't on every corner.'

'Don't worry. I always land on my feet.'

- You were growing on me. - You'll get over it!

St. Therese, make him change his mind.

I want to stay in the circus.

Edith! Edith! Edith!

- Is the girl in the act? - Right.

Just a minute.

Do something.

They'll leave, do something.

Come on, do something.

♪ Let's go children of the fatherland ♪

♪ The day of glory has arrived! ♪

♪ Against us tyranny's ♪

♪ Bloody flag is raised! ♪

♪ Bloody flag is raised! ♪

♪ In the countryside do you hear ♪

♪ The roaring of these fierce soldiers? ♪

♪ They come right to our arms ♪

♪ Slit the throats of our sons our friends! ♪

♪ Grab your weapons citizens! ♪

♪ Form your battalions! ♪

♪ Let us march! Let us march! ♪

♪ May impure blood ♪

♪ Water our fields! ♪♪

Bravo!

Thank you.

- Bravo. - 'Thank you.'

That's my daughter! Thank you. Thank you.

OCTOBER 1963

I'm fed up with carrot juice.

As long as I'm your nurse,

you'll have carrot juice.

I prefer it dark, Simone.

- It's sunny, it'll do you good.

- No

Edith, I know it's hard

you need lots and lots of rest

and patience.

Your husband called today--

It's no use.

What makes me sick..

...is that I overdid it.

The last three years have been disastrous.

You're an artist.

- Simone? - Yes, Edith?

I won't sing again,

will I?

♪ It's not only my voice that sings ♪

♪ Other voice a crowd of voices ♪

♪ Voices of today or of the past

funny voices sunny voices ♪

♪ Desperate amazed voices ♪

♪ Heartbreaking and broken voices ♪

♪ Smiling and frantic voices crazy with pain and joy ♪

♪ It's the voice of a brand new sorrow ♪

♪ The voice of love dead or alive ♪

♪ The voice of a poor fugitive.. ♪

I want some chow.

♪ The voice of a drowned man who goes splash ♪

♪ It's the voice of a child being slapped ♪

♪ It's the voice of a timid bird ♪

♪ The voice of a sparrow dead from cold ♪

♪ On the pavement of the street of joy ♪

♪ And always always when I sing ♪

♪ That bird sings with me ♪

♪ Always always still alive ♪

♪ Its poor voice trembles for me ♪

♪ If I were to say all that it sings ♪♪

We sing for a bit, then we eat.

Singing alone's like begging. With you, it's a show.

I want to sing there.

♪ It's near a gutter for cats ♪

♪ In an attic anywhere.. ♪

Hey, you!

You can't sing in the street.

Is that so?

- How old are you? - Twenty.

What's that?

She barely had a sip.

Come here.

You know "Du Gris?"

- Mister could I.. - Shut up!

'If you sing it, I'll let you go.'

My beat's over there.

I'll look the other way.

♪ Mister could I have a cigarette? ♪

♪ A smoke that's all I ask ♪

♪ If you like me we can chat ♪

♪ You're sweet you seem like a good egg ♪

♪ If you were ugly I'd say the same ♪

♪ I'd still say you were handsome ♪

♪ You can easily guess why ♪

♪ All I ask for is a butt just a smoke.. ♪♪

Next week's the 21st.

Sisters for five years now.

Prefer working with me

or the factory?

I'd rather slit my throat

than work in the factory.

- And you? - What about me?

Slaving in a shitty cheese shop?

Shut up! We're eating.

Anetta, don't make trouble.

There's your lush of a mother.

Edith..

Any spare change?

That's it?

Yep, I'm no Rockefeller,

as you know.

- 'Give me bills.' - I don't have any.

- I'm your mother. - 'Get lost!'

Want me to sing for it?

Throw her out!

I'm an artist! What are you?

'You'll see!'

- 'You'll see!' - See what?

- When you're down and out! - 'That's enough.'

- Calm down or get out! - 'A piece of shit!'

Go to hell!

Your daughter

will not feed you either!

That's enough!

I'm going. You can finish my plate.

You're no singer, you shit!

Leave her be or I'll sock you!

Let's leave this place

of idiots!

Eat shit!

Yes. Come on! Fuck off!

Anyone else will want your ass!

♪ Light hearted little sparrows ♪

♪ Winter will come and all I'll have.. ♪

Thank you, ma'am.

♪ This poor body that I feel ♪

♪ Is already tiring fast ♪

♪ It'll fall on the cold cruel stone ♪

♪ Then to spend in a hospital bed ♪

♪ An anguished night ♪

♪ No worse than any other ♪

♪ I'd have preferred though in my distress.. ♪

Thank you.

♪ A man to love me ♪

♪ Till death us do part ♪

♪ In a cozy nest ♪♪

- 'Here.' - 'Thanks.'

You'll hurt your voice that way.

I have to eat, sir.

Of course you do.

Here, my name's Louis Leplee.

My card. Be at Gerny's tomorrow at two.

We'll see

what we can do with you.

You sing too?

No, but I have other talents.

Bring your sheet music,

your usual songs.

And if I don't?

Suit yourself, sweetheart.

♪ And yet I love you ♪

♪ With a burning love.. ♪

You're out all day

and this is what you bring back?

I trust you and this is it?

I keep some for my father.

He's sick and broke.

I'm no social worker!

I swear. He's sick.

I'll throw you to the street, then you'll see!

- Let her go! - Never! Never!

I'd rather croak

than turn tricks.

If she dies, it's on your head!

Shut up!

I want more, understand?

Or you'll spread

your legs like the rest!

You'll spread yours first.

Albert, I'm sorry..

Stay, please stay!

Drop that asshole.

Etienne, give her a drink.

Coming to the Chinaman's?

Who's going?

The two wops, fats and pops.

There'll be

lots of coke and poppy.

How about some

human warmth..

Because I screwed you once

doesn't mean I'll do it again.

- Get it? - 'Give me a break.'

You know what?

I don't give a shit about

all that, know why?

No? Too dense?

Because I'm an artist.

I'm going to the top! I know it.

I've always known it!

It's the little flame,

St. Therese, I see great things.

♪ Dancing and drinking to forget him.. ♪

Look at her clothes?

She looks sick.

Where did he dig her up?

♪ I'm like a dog ♪♪

♪ He's so much under my skin ♪

♪ I'm crazy about him.. ♪

She's incredible.

Philippo, champagne.

The boss is in love.

She's got lung power.

♪ To be madly in love with someone ♪

The kid's all good,

my Louis.

Don't be jealous, Josette.

♪ But when it's true love the real thing ♪

♪ I guess you should forgive ♪

♪ When a woman loves with all her heart and soul ♪♪

Tell me your name again.

Edith Giovanna Gassion.

Hmm. That doesn't sound great.

'I have other names.'

Huguette Helias, Tania..

- Denise Jay. - Jay..

You get manicures!

Don't change the subject.

- You're like a bird. - You think so?

Really?

- Is "Little Songbird" taken? - Yes, it's taken.

A sparrow..

You call a sparrow a "piaf"?

'Is that what you say? "Piaf"?'

- The Little Sparrow. - That's great!

That's corny.

What do you know?

The Little Sparrow.

That's great!

You need some classics worthy of your name.

Bruant's "Les Momes de la Cloche".

I know that one.

'Rehearse around the clock if need be.'

You start on Friday.

Hi, the show's about to begin.

Check on your protege.

- Why? I'm on my way. - She's quite a drinker.

Philippo, no more alcohol back stage.

What are you doing?

I didn't finish knitting it.

- I'm making a sleeve. - Now!

- It's sold out. - All the more reason.

She can't go on like a bum!

Look! Our star singer dresses up a beginner!

Yes, that's right.

- Girl, hurry up. - Right.

Louis, I feel like throwing up.

Bad timing. Let's hurry up.

A few days ago, on my way home

perhaps luck or fate led me to tonight's performer.

Here she is, as I first saw her,

a diamond in the rough..

From the sidewalk to Gerny's, The Little Sparrow.

♪ Any evening or any day ♪

♪ On the posh and rough sides of town ♪

♪ You see them in their hundreds ♪

♪ Their dirty leggings and their lovers ♪

♪ In their unwashed shirts ♪

♪ Beneath the lamplight ♪

♪ Parading like court royalty ♪

♪ They're the jewels in our crown ♪

♪ They're our dolls our clowns our puppets ♪

♪ Listen in the night to them sing this refrain ♪

♪ We're the kids the kids on the skids ♪

♪ Bums on the street without a cent ♪

♪ We're the misfits the down and out misfits ♪

♪ Who were loved somewhere some night.. ♪

♪ They don't have the finery ♪

♪ For the wealthier parts of town ♪

♪ They don't go to the Galeries Lafayette ♪

♪ To ply their trade ♪

♪ Along the Canal Saint Martin ♪

♪ Sebastopol or La Chapelle.. ♪

She's like my sister.

♪ For the man who hails them ♪

♪ They're bargain basement goods not the finest jewels ♪

♪ You don't find dolls in silks ♪

♪ At the ten cent bazaar ♪

♪ We're the misfits the down and out misfits ♪

♪ Who sleep in the dirtiest dumps.. ♪

- Did I lie? - She's sensational.

♪...nor a single soul ♪

♪ Come what may ♪

♪ We don't give a damn ♪

♪ When the reaper knocks ♪

♪ It's our finest hour ♪

♪ Ring bells ring ♪

♪ For the kids ♪

♪ On the skids ♪♪

Meet the venerable

Jean Mermoz.

This is for you.

Thank you.

Come, Edith.

You wowed them, you'll do it

tomorrow and every night.

You must meet someone who'll help you.

- 'You're so great, ma'am.' - 'Very talented!'

- 'Bravo!' - 'Hello.'

My name's Marguerite Monnot.

I'm a pianist.

If ever you need,

I'd love to compose for you.

- Thank you. - 'Come.'

Edith,

this is Mr. Jacques Canetti.

Artistic Director of City Radio.

Miss, you completely dazzled me.

Thank you.

'Please join us at our table.'

- I can't stay. I have to run. - Why? What's so important?

Thank you.

What is it?

Marvelous, marvelous.

- Get off me! - Hey, easy!

I'll hit you, I swear!

You dimwit, we've been waiting for an hour!

Shut your mouth or something bad

is going to happen to you!

Hey! Fuck off, you stingy bastard!

- Come on. Hand it over. - 'Fuck you, asshole!'

♪ It's us who are the owls ♪

♪ The outlaws the punks ♪

♪ They don't give a damn ♪

THE LITTLE SPARROW

♪ But at night we put on our caps ♪

♪ Our women work hard on the grind ♪

♪ While we're at the bar ♪

♪ Cozy in a corner ♪

♪ Playing cards with guys like us ♪

♪ Rascals outlaws the owls.. ♪

Miss..

'you're marvelous.'

My hand's going to fall off.

Have more bubbly.

- I want the bottle! - Here.

I told her to trust me.

That's the power of radio,

right, Coquatrix?

Don't forget the magic

of musical hall.

'Of course.'

Edith, I have something for you.

- A song? - Naturally.

- Oh ! A song. - Raymond! Raymond!

Mireille, call Raymond.

Raymond.

- Someone for you, kid. - Someone for you, kid.

The big guy wants to talk to you.

This is Raymond Asso, writer,

composer, performer, poet.

- I need to see you. - Yes. I'll be back.

- 'I love your music.' - Yeah, I don't like your mug.

I've seen you often.

You must've been hiding.

It's midnight, everyone up.

Everyone stand up!

Three, two, one, zero!

Happy New Year!

- 'Happy New Year!' - You're an immense artist.

I'm wearing high heels.

Whenever you'd like..

Call me. I'll be waiting.

♪ I hoped that in the morning ♪

♪ He would say to me come with me I'll take you ♪

♪ I would have said yes I can feel it ♪

♪ But he ran away ♪

♪ Leaving me chained to my fate ♪♪

My Daddy Leplee!

♪ He had a very gentle gaze ♪

A toast to my Daddy Leplee, my savior!

♪ He came from who knows where ♪

GRASSE, OCTOBER 1963

♪ I dreamed of the stranger ♪

♪ And my heart all messed up ♪

♪ By cigarettes ♪

♪ By alcohol and the blues ♪

♪ His memory every night ♪

♪ Turned my head ♪

♪ But they say that near the port ♪

♪ They fished out the body ♪

♪ Of a sailor ♪

♪ Who abandoned by love ♪

♪ Found only the gentle sea ♪

♪ To cradle him ♪

♪ He had a very gentle gaze ♪

♪ He was going away I don't know where ♪♪

What about yesterday? Were you in, or..

I was here,

but didn't see him.

You're a bird of ill omen!

It's her fault!

Are you the Little Sparrow?

- Follow me, please. This way. - What for?

Let me through, please. This way.

I'm talking to you!

- Are you mixed up with the mob?

- No.

- Leave me alone. - What about Henri Valette?

And Georges, Johnny

the sailor and Albert..

...never heard of them either?

They're friends.. They're not mixed up in this.

Aiding and abetting is a crime.

I'm not guilty!

I didn't do anything!

I've lost everything.

Where were you last night?

I told you,

I was out partying..

You scum, lousy rats!

What you're doing is disgusting!

This isn't the stage!

It seems you have some unsavory friends, like Albert.

I don't know any of

them, Inspector.

Sure. I wasn't born yesterday.

Any comments?

- Not now. - She deserves to be shamed!

Go back where you came from, whore!

- Leave her alone! - It's not her! Understood?

Did you give any names?

It's a funeral! Show some decency.

- One last question.. - You snoops!

Move aside!

Back off! Get the hell out of here!

It's over. I'm dead.

They dragged me

through the mud.

Forget it. It's old news.

- I didn't do anything! - 'I know.'

'Open up.'

- What? - Simone Berteaut?

Yes.

Miss Berteaut, you must come with us.

What for?

Court order from the judge and your mother

'to send you to a girls' detention home.'

Effective immediately.

Get your things, please.

It's not true. She stays here!

I have nothing to say to you.

For the last time, get your things.

You want to kill me!

You want to kill me, is that it?

- Calm down. - Let me go!

She's not leaving!

- 'Edith!' - Momone!

- 'Don't let them take me!' - Calm down.

My things! I have nothing!

- You hear, you bastard? - Don't insult me!

Momone, no!

Momone, no!

Daddy Leplee.

Oh, Daddy Leplee!

♪ And the heart disturbed by cigarettes.. ♪

'Whore!'

You killed him! Where's the dough?

♪ His memory every evening.. ♪

'What do you expect from a former slut?'

♪ But they say that near the port ♪

♪ The body of a sailor was found ♪

♪ Abandoned by love ♪

♪ Only the sea's embrace could soothe him.. ♪

'Whore!'

- 'Get her out of here!' - 'Go home!'

Everyone out of my dressing room!

Mamie, stay.

I need a shot, it hurts too bad.

Call the American.

You can come in now.

What a triumph.

It was divine.

'Doug..'

I need some air.

I want to go back to

Chalons, with you.

Now?

It's four hundred kilometers away.

Go to hell!

I've had it with you all!

You're exhausted.

It's a long journey.

It's always no this and no that.

To hell with that!

- We go! - No way.

Let's go back.

Turn around.

'What?'

Turn around! You spoiled it for me!

What?

Her blood tests are catastrophic.

She has two broken ribs we can't set.

It'll take weeks.

If she has engagements, cancel them, Mr. Barrier.

It's tight enough. Get away.

Doctor, give me a shot so I can sing.

Sorry, but my

admiration has limits.

Excuse me..

Theirs has no limits, neither do I.

Cancel. You're playing with your life.

So? You have to play with something.

'You want a new life? Get a new you.'

- New what? - New you.

Why didn't you call sooner?

I was busy. I didn't know

what you wanted with me.

I saw you sing. You've a lot to learn.

You're the first to say so.

In three months no one will call you kid.

Cabaret life's over.

♪ He had bright blue eyes that flashed like lightning ♪

♪ Like a storm in the night ♪

♪ He was covered.. ♪

Like a storm in the night!

Articulate!

Again!

♪ He had bright blue eyes ♪

He had bright blue eyes!

Are they words or sounds?

- What do you want? - Perfect diction!

I sing the way I speak!

Badly.

You slur the words, and you don't understand them.

Slower, Marguerite.

It's been six hours. Can we open a window?

'We'll breathe later.'

Again.

♪ He had bright blue eyes that flashed like lightning ♪

♪ Like a storm.. ♪

You don't listen!

You're not living the song.

You have to be that woman in love.

Think like an actress.

He's mocking me.

We're tired. We need a break.

He makes me feel like I can't sing.

Who do you think you are?

You can't rest on your laurels.

I started singing at nine!

It's okay. Don't worry.

This is new and difficult.

You must become a performer, understand?

'Live the song!'

No one ever minded my diction.

No one...like who?

Creeps at Gerny's

or on the street?

Do what I say

or go back to the gutter.

Edith! Edith!

Oh!

To my little girl

who never forgot her daddy.

To the kid!

Heard you got a mentor.

Does he have bucks?

Not a cent...it's art for art's sake.

'Art for your ass's sake.'

Come on, kid, sing something.

Give us a song! Give us a song!

A song! A song! A song!

A song! A song! A song! A song!

♪ A woman that looks like a man ♪

♪ Stands no chance of making a killing ♪

♪ 'Cause it's really the swish of her skirt ♪

♪ That makes any young lady so thrilling! ♪

♪ When a fella hears this swish swish ♪

♪ What he'll dare do is amazing ♪

♪ His view of the world gets all rosy ♪

♪ With excitement his pulse starts racing! ♪

♪ Swish swish swish swish ♪

♪ When she starts her little swish ♪

♪ Swish swish swish swish ♪

♪ She's quite a dish.. ♪

That's the way to handle her.

I let her get away.

I was too good to her!

- Oh! - 'Come on!'

♪ Swish swish swish swish ♪

♪ When she starts her little swish ♪

♪ Swish swish swish swish.. ♪

♪ There was sunshine on his face ♪

♪ Brightening his golden hair ♪♪

You're stiff as a poker.

Lifeless. Like a champ

brawling in the street.

Performing is an art.

Grab them with all you've got.

You have great hands.

Use them.

Sing with them.

Again, Marguerite.

♪ He had bright.. ♪

Put some life in it.

♪ Like a storm in the night.. ♪

Your hands.

♪ He was covered in tattoos that I never understood ♪

♪ On his neck.. ♪

There.

♪ No harm seen no harm done ♪

- I feel stupid. - 'Keep going.'

♪ On his heart it said no one ♪

♪ On his right arm one word reason ♪♪

Put this on.

People don't care about that.

They like my voice.

How can you be so talented

and so pig headed?

- 'Open up.' - 'I'm going to throw up!'

- What's up, is she drunk? - No, she's panicking.

The audience is waiting!

For weeks you bugged me

for this show.

'Get her on stage before there's a riot!'

She's coming.

Edith..

'You have three minutes.'

This isn't a cabaret,

it's a music hall.

What have I gotten myself into?

It's stage fright. It's a good sign.

'Edith?'

What?

'This is it.'

'This is what we've worked for.'

You can't crack up now.

Open this door.

No, I can't.

'Open it.'

Stand up.

- Bravo! - Bravo!

'Bravo! Bravo!'

♪ I see the city again in celebration and frenzy ♪

Ladies and gentlemen,

Edith Piaf!

♪ And I hear in the music the shouts the laughter ♪

♪ That burst and bounce around me ♪

EDITH PIAF TRIUMPHS

♪ And lost among those people who jostle me ♪

STREET SINGER MAKES IT BIG

♪ Dizzy bewildered.. ♪

THE LITTLE SPARROW PREMIERES

♪ When suddenly I turn around ♪

♪ He steps back ♪

THE FIRST MAN TO GIVE ME A HAND

♪...comes to throw me into its arms ♪

PIAF ON TOUR

♪ Carried away by the crowd that drags us drags us ♪

♪ Crushed against each other ♪

EDITH PIAF'S TOUR AT THE ABC THEATER

♪ And the flow effortlessly pushes us ♪

♪ Linked to one another ♪

♪ And leaves us both blossoming intoxicated and happy ♪

♪ Swept away by the crowd that rushes and that dances ♪

♪ A crazy round dance our two hands remain clasped ♪

THE SPARROW'S DEAD LONG LIVE EDITH PIAF!

♪ And sometimes lifted our two bodies entwined soar ♪

♪ And fall back both blossoming intoxicated and happy ♪

"Know what it's like to hurry home

"hoping to lean on the one you love

"only to find an empty room.

"Waiting and waiting.

I know that empty room.

Yes, I do."

I can't wait to see

you in the play.

FEBRUARY 14, 1940

Heads up, Canetti's coming.

The conductor has been waiting three hours.

So?

The premiere's in less

than 48 hours.

Know many people Cocteau has written plays for?

Hey.

- Miss? - Yes, Suzanne.

Paul Meurisse called. Dinner with Mr. Cocteau is at 8:00 pm.

You see.

Ask him to come

back at midnight.

Are you sure?

You're worse than Raymond. Do this, do that.

Stop it.

She fired

that pain in the ass!

Stop it.

Shall I show you the gowns?

- Yes, the gowns. - Yes, the gowns.

They're all here, Miss Piaf.

Careful of the pins.

'The simplest one, no collar.'

A man's been calling.

He has something for you.

- What's he like? - A soldier.

I said you couldn't see him.

He's on the landing.

It's awkward.

- Show him in. - Very well.

Follow me.

- Put it there. - Thank you.

Here she is.

Much better with no collar.

Well..

My name's Michel Emer,

I'm a corporal.

'This isn't the army. What do you want?'

I have a song for you.

Another? I have plenty.

I premiere at the

Bobino in two days.

I'll take this one.

'I go to the front tomorrow.'

There's the piano.

You have five minutes.

Edith..

We'll have to wait.

♪ The hooker's quite a looker standing in the corner ♪

♪ She's got plenty of customers and money in her garter ♪

♪ When she calls it a day she too goes away ♪

♪ In search of some romance at a working class dancehall ♪

♪ She listens to the Java but doesn't do the dance ♪

♪ Idling near the dance floor ♪

♪ Her love struck gaze is on the artist who plays ♪

♪ And his long and flashing fingers.. ♪

Stop.

I want it.

Everybody out.

You can't do this.

We're already late.

What can't she do?

Play it. I want it for

the Bobino.

Get moving.

You can't do this.

I can't? Then what's the point of being Edith Piaf?

She's so desperate, she's so poor--

In French, please.

'"She's too desperate, too poor.."'

Spit it out, Charles.

I'm not a translator.

"Pathetic, not in the tradition

of the French Cancan

and Gay Paree."

A complete flop.

It's not the first time

you've had to fight.

Americans want beauties, not me.

I'm not the Parisian

bombshell they expected.

Can you see me as a chorus girl?

Where's my feather up the ass!

There.

Ole!

Go on laugh. I don't connect to them.

I'm too sad, they're too dumb.

Yeah, too dumb.

Edith! It's extraordinary! Look at this!

No, no, no, here!

- You're on the front page. - 'Two columns.'

This is excellent.

This is Virgil Thompson.

He's the most influential

theater critic in America.

This is an important article. Full of praise!

Ze American audience is sometimes stupid.

It's Greek to me,

translate this shit.

He says they shouldn't let you go.

It would be a grave mistake.

The Americans don't deserve you.

I knew something would happen! I must get changed.

Ginou, help me choose a dress.

Tonight I'm going out. I have a date.

Your pastrami. Enjoy.

What's this, Marcel?

Beef. Go on, taste it.

It smells like a wet dog.

A problem with the meat?

What?

It's okay. She is, uh..

She don't.. It's okay.

Your English is as good as the meat.

Don't like the place?

I'm a bit surprised.

I didn't expect..

When you called to invite me out and said

we were two Frenchies alone in New York

why not go out to eat

I imagined something different.

It's my local spot.

You sure know

how to spoil a girl.

Have you decided?

Two pastrami sandwiches...

Oh no!

I'll handle this.

Two tournedos Rossini

and a bottle of Chateau

Langelus 1938...please.

You must be starving.

Better that than

boiled dog meat.

I'm sorry.

Let's start over. Okay?

Okay.

How long have you been in New York?

Eight weeks.

Do you like America?

I couldn't care less about America.

I don't get them, and they don't get me.

- You must miss Paris. - 'Terribly.'

What do you do when you're not singing?

You could be

a police investigator.

I knit.

Tell me your size,

I'll knit you a sweater.

No thanks, really..

Those people recognized you.

Really?

They're saying that chump lost his last two fights.

He's washed up.

I'll shut them up good.

No!

Don't get worked up.

I was kidding.

Very good.

Let's not be so formal.

Of course.

And when you're not boxing?

I train, I run.

'And after?'

When I'm home in Morocco, I work on my farm.

You have a farm!

I raise pigs.

What? Why not?

It's true, why not?

It's a lovely farm, very modern with fine fat pigs.

Who works it when you box?

My wife.

You have...

magnificent hands.

Did you hear that, Momone?

You do have nice fingers.

Listen.

'What color are your eyes?'

He leaned over to have a closer look.

And his breath stunk!

You can be such a jerk.

He is a pig farmer after all.

He said...

Violet blue.

Of course, violet blue.

It was the way he said it.

He seemed like a child.

Then he said...

You look like a fairy.

That's a bit much.

'Thank you.'

Did you kiss him?

I didn't dare.

- It was a very lovely evening. - Too short.

Will you watch me fight?

Of course.

Did he try to kiss you?

Don't know if it crossed

his mind.

Yeah, sure.

I'll come hear you sing.

Well...goodnight.

He's the love of my life!

♪ And though I close my eyes ♪

♪ I see la vie en rose ♪

♪ When you press me to your heart ♪

♪ I'm in a world apart ♪

♪ A world where roses bloom ♪

♪ And when you speak ♪

♪ Angels sing from above ♪

♪ Everyday words seem to turn ♪

♪ Into love songs ♪

♪ Give your heart and soul to me ♪

♪ And life will always be ♪

♪ La vie en rose ♪

♪ La la la la la la ♪♪

'That's it.'

Bravo! Bravo!

Bravo!

You were wonderful!

Mr. Lucien Roupp

who is Mr. Cerdan's manager.

Mr. Jameson

from CBS television network..

This might not be the time, but perhaps you..

Oh..

Marlene.

Good evening. I'm sorry. I simply wanted to have a word.

I haven't been to Paris

for ages.

But this evening,

when you were singing, Edith

I was there..

...in the streets,

beneath its sky.

Your voice is the soul of Paris.

You took me on a journey.

You made me cry.

Thank you

from the bottom of my heart.

Thank you.

- Thank you for the discretion. - Thank you, sir.

Come on up.

I'm starting to like this city.

The stars are out tonight.

Let's go.

'Marc, do you know how long a frog lives?'

In fairytales or in life?

I've never read

fairytales...to anyone.

You haven't had the opportunity.

Yes, but I didn't do it.

♪ The hooker is alone ♪

♪ Over there on the corner ♪

♪ Men don't go ♪

♪ For sulky girls ♪

♪ And too bad if she dies ♪

♪ Farewell to her beautiful dreams her life is.. ♪

DREUX DECEMBER 13, 1959

♪ Yet her weary legs ♪

♪ Take her to the bar ♪

♪ Where another art.. ♪

♪ All ni.. ♪

♪ She listens to the Java ♪

♪ She hears the Java ♪

♪ She closed ♪

♪ Those wiry vigorous fingers ♪

♪ It gets under her skin from.. ♪

♪ From the top she wants to yell out it's physical ♪

♪ So ♪

♪ She begins to dance to twirl ♪

♪ To the sound of the music ♪♪

Excuse me. I'm a bit tired.

I'll be back.

Lay her down there.

I'm going back.

It's out of the question.

'Nobody tells me when to stop!'

What do we do?

I'm sorry.

Have everyone leave.

- I'm going back! - No, Edith!

I must go on.

It's suicide.

- 'She must be hospitalized.' - No! No!

No! Louis, I'm begging you!

Edith, you were just in the hospital three weeks ago.

There will be other galas.

Take me back on stage!

Take me back. I must sing!

I must sing, Louis.

I have no choice!

Edith, please.

- Do you hear them? - Stop..

Close that door!

'Take me back, Louis.'

Take me back.

If I don't sing tonight..

If I don't sing at

least one song

I'll lose all faith in myself. Do you understand?

Doctor..

...do what you must.

Not this time, you guys.

You expect me to fall on my face, I'm in great shape.

Tell your papers it's not my suicide tour!

Padam.

♪ Padam padam padam ♪

♪ It comes running behind me ♪

♪ Padam padam padam ♪

♪ It pulls an old trick remember ♪

♪ Padam padam padam ♪

♪ It's a tune that points to.. ♪♪

♪ My God ♪

♪ My God ♪

♪ My God ♪

♪ Leave him to me.. ♪

St. Therese, first of all, thank you..

♪ My love! ♪

I know you're behind all this.

You sent him to me.

♪ One day ♪

I've found love and I know it's your doing.

♪ Two days ♪

Sweet Jesus, protect Marcel.

♪ Leave him to me ♪

♪ A little longer ♪

♪ For me ♪

♪ The time to adore ♪

♪ To say it ♪

♪ The time ♪

♪ To create ♪

♪ Memories ♪

♪ My God ♪

♪ Oh yes ♪

♪ My God ♪

Yeah!

♪ Leave him to me ♪

♪ Fill a little ♪

♪ My life ♪

♪ My God my God ♪

♪ Leave him to me a little longer ♪

Go, Marcel!

Go now!

It's too soon, Edith.

No, he'll win. I feel it.

If there's a problem,

you'll look bad.

What problem?

If there's a problem,

I'll call you. Now go.

Hurry up!

Go, Marcel!

Go, Marcel!

'Round eight, here they go!'

One round!

Go on, Marcel!

Kill him!

Come on, Marcel!

♪ Leave him to me ♪

♪ Six months ♪

♪ Three months ♪

♪ Two months ♪

- What's happening? - Zale's injured.

♪ Leave him to me for only one month ♪

...whose going after..

♪ The time to start ♪

♪ Or to finish ♪

♪ The time to illuminate ♪

♪ Or to suffer ♪

♪ My God my God ♪

He did it? He's world champion!

♪ Even if I'm wrong leave him to me ♪

♪ A little ♪

♪ Even if I'm wrong leave him to me ♪

♪ More ♪♪

You look like an angel.

Not like a fairy anymore?

You are my champion.

I want you to be mine for life.

Nothing existed before you. It's all gone.

Stay with me.

My beloved, yesterday before bed

I crossed off a day

a long day, but also short.

When the plane took off it took with it my heart

my life, my breath..

...your scent lingers in my sheets

and my heart sleeps constantly

in the arms of sadness.

My darling, I love you.

What have you done to put me in this state?

I miss you.

I'm blank, listless

as though waiting for something..

Hold me tight against your heart

and know nothing in the world counts more than you.

- Return my heart to me. - The French know.

When I'm in a restaurant, they play "La Vie en Rose.."

When I see, my love

how attached you are

to your wife and your three children

I feel like going far away

thinking someday you'll be grateful to me.

I can't have you all for myself

and can't live without you.

God is my witness, in this affair I ask for nothing.

I'm ready to sacrifice all.

IF ONE DAY LIFE TEARS YOU FROM ME,

IF YOU DIE OR ARE FAR AWAY

THOUGH YOU MAY LOVE ME, I WILL DIE TOO.

In three months, that's right, in April..

...I'll be a hit at the Olympia.

With a full house. We'll be flush.

Edith, your liver cells are not functioning normally.

PARIS, FEBRUARY 1960

You've been ill. You need rest. It's serious.

I'm just 44. I'm not in the tomb yet.

'With the cancelations, we have no more assets.'

You're saying it's my fault.

That's not it, Edith.

It's the tax authority.

We owe 120,000 francs

as a first installment.

It's jaundice! I don't need 100 years to recover.

That's pushing it.

I want to perform at the Olympia!

Anything else?

Yes, we must stop giving in to her.

I can't always keep

an eye on her.

She left the hospital too soon.

The Olympia in three months.

It's a disaster

waiting to happen.

She needs these challenges.

It's a losing proposition.

Then I have to tell the

insurance it's all cancelled.

We must decide for her,

that's final.

Whether she likes it or not.

Edith..

I said to myself,

Edith, it's all over!

He's got someone else.

You lost him.

He was having an affair?

Would I be telling you

this if he were?

He left the restaurant. I was hiding.

My Marcel crossed

all of New York

to eat with an old

blind black boxer

he had met a few years earlier. Imagine that.

Guys like that are

hard to come by.

My Marcel..

My Marcel!

That's all you talk about.

Nothing else matters.

But let me tell you, Ginou,

I'll never have him.

He'll never be mine.

He won't leave his family.

He calls her every single day.

I pretend not to notice.

I want him to be happy.

I'll be back.

I could've been Edith Piaf.

There's more to life than songs.

It's been too long, Marcel!

Call Orly. Catch a plane tonight.

A long boat journey would kill me.

I miss you, Marcel.

I can't be apart from you anymore.

Maybe I should go back to Paris.

Hold on.

I'm just Madame's lapdog.

Stop.

Rum, Coke! Whiskey!

People think I'm a piece of shit.

Boozing it up in Belleville

was better.

You've dropped me, Edith.

Enough, Momone!

Get her out of my sight.

I'll be taking the boat.

Oh!

Here's to your career, Edith!

Please Marcel.

Leave tonight. For me!

You sleep late

when I'm not here.

Thank God, Marcel.

Thank you.

I'll make you some coffee.

Don't move.

Let me serve you.

What are you doing there?

I knew you'd come!

Lucien had a rough time

buying the tickets.

I have a present for you.

You're in bad shape.

You need sun. You're so pale.

Ginou!

Ginou. I'm looking for the watch!

Ginou!

What's gotten into you? I'm looking for the watch!

It was here,

in a long red Cartier package

it was here, dammit!

What is wrong with you all?

I'm looking for Marcel's watch! Where is that watch?

I'm looking for Marcel's watch!

What?

Louis?

What's going on?

You must be brave, Edith.

Is it Marcel?

What?

The plane crashed..

Marcel! Marcel!

Marcel! Marcel! Marcel!

Marcel!

No..

Marcel! Marcel..

♪ For I will die too ♪

No! No!

♪ We will live eternally ♪

Marcel! Marcel!

Marcel!

♪ In the vast sky of blue ♪

♪ In heaven all is harmony ♪

♪ My love ♪

♪ Do you believe we love each other? ♪

♪ God reunites ♪

♪ Those who loved before ♪♪

'What more can I tell you, Miss Piaf?'

They say you're

the best psychic..

That may be

it's your third time this week. What more can I say?

Why do you come back?

So that you can tell me again..

...so I can remember

why I must go on living.

He died in the sky,

so he must be up there..

CALIFORNIA, AUGUST 1955

Hey, Jack Pills! Can you step on it?

I need some air.

Oh, I like the heat.

It makes me dizzy.

'That's lovely.'

Step on it. Our pin up's melting!

I'll get a sore throat.

Then you'll take care of me

like a good husband.

The best hubby I've had.

The first you've had!

You plan on gawking at us all day?

I'm sick to my stomach.

Watch it, you'll ram us

into the scenery.

'Let me drive. Stop, I'll drive.'

That way Ginou can throw up.

♪ We have together ♪

♪ When we love each other like we do ♪

♪ We could change planets ♪

'Go on, Ginou.'

May I help, Madame..

Go on, Ginou!

♪ I hear ♪

Very good. Bravo!

♪ The party music ♪

♪ And the earth has nothing to do with it ♪

Bye, Ginou.

♪ Oh yes! ♪

Wait for me!

Ah!

You sure know how to drive.

♪ I swear there's only her on earth! ♪

At least our outing wasn't for nothing..

♪ There are no problems ♪

♪ Because we love each other for life ♪

♪ And.. ♪♪

Unbelievable,

what shitty service!

Anybody here to take our order?

Calm down, dear.

Don't play the star.

Tonight you play the Mocambo.

Really?

Remind me who's invited

us tomorrow?

Marlon Brando, Ginger Rodgers, Mr. Chaplin...

Thank you.

What is that?

We never ordered that crap!

Special Midnight Sun

cocktail.

Don't touch me!

- Let me see. - Don't, I said!

Wipe yourself off.

We'd better get a divorce.

How many injections per day, Madame?

About ten..

Sorry to be so direct,

but why are you doing this?

So my body will shut up!

When did you start

these daily injections?

Five years ago, after the plane crash. I..

...I was becoming arthritic. I couldn't knit anymore.

'You are seriously dependant.'

An addiction--

Doctor,

I'd like my wife to go to rehab.

I want to get better.

I can.

OCTOBER 1960 - 5 YEARS LATER

Danielle, a chair.

Edith..

Here, Edith.

Sit down.

Bruno..

There'll be no Olympia.

I understand, Edith.

No!

I want you to meet

Charles Dumont, composer,

and Michel Vaucaire,

lyricist.

They've come back to play their song.

Be quick. I'm tired.

♪ No no regrets ♪

♪ No I will have no regrets ♪

♪ Neither the kindness received ♪

♪ Nor sorrows grieved ♪

♪ I've forgotten the past ♪

Stop!

I like it.

Go on!

♪ And the memories I had ♪

♪ I no longer desire ♪

♪ Both the good and the bad ♪

♪ I have flung in the fire ♪

♪ Swept away past loves ♪

♪ With the heartaches I've withstood ♪

♪ Swept away for good ♪

♪ Like starting from the unknown ♪♪

You're marvelous!

Exactly what I've been waiting for. It's incredible.

It's me! That's my life. It's me!

Call Coquatrix. The Olympia is on!

Play it again. It's so beautiful.

♪ No no regrets ♪

♪ No I will have no regrets.. ♪

TAKE CARE MY FAVORITE SPARROW. YOUR FRIEND MARGUERITE

'Everyone's here, Aznavour, Mr. Cocteau,'

'Yves Montand.'

Montand's here?

I read he wasn't in France.

He came for you!

They've been waiting for 30 minutes.

The place is heating up.

They're not too tight?

Who is that?

A friend.

Come on, Edith..

...stand up.

My cross?

My cross..

We forgot it. I'll get it.

- I won't sing without it! - Edith..

Out! Everybody out!

Danielle!

Hello, Miss Edith. You're not swimming today?

Goodnight, Edith.

GRASSE, OCTOBER 1963 HER LAST NIGHT

See you tomorrow.

Go on. I'll handle it.

I'm afraid, Simone,

I'm losing my memory. It's very serious.

My thoughts are muddled.

I'm trying to remember..

...but I can't.

Other memories are surfacing, not the ones I want to see.

I..

...I wanted to see his watch.

Do you remember? Marcel's watch?

'No, Edith. I didn't know him.'

I wanted to see his watch.

That's some face!

You've got wild eyes.

The kid's not so bad.

♪ Except the darkest of skies ♪

♪ Then the moon came out to shine ♪

♪ I asked it to caress me baby ♪

♪ When I heard nearby ♪

♪ An emotional cry ♪

♪ There was a man standing on a rock ♪

♪ Looking down at me ♪

♪ The man went "Oh!" ♪

♪ And me in the water ♪

♪ I said "Oh!" ♪

♪ He saw me nude.. ♪♪

Simone.

'Yes, Edith?'

I didn't pray.

I want to pray on my knees.

'No one will reproach you if you're not on your knees.'

I want to pray for my daddy.

Marcelle.. Marcelle..

My little ghost.

Only Momone knows about it.

I need to tell you about my child.

Take it easy, Edith.

Marcelle! Marcelle!

Marcelle! Marcelle! Marcelle...

'Marcelle, go to bed. I've had enough today.'

'Think I can keep an eye out for the cops and your kid?'

What the hell's Louis doing?

It's him. Your father.

Did she eat?

They said you were on the street with her!

Who said?

You get her twice a month and you screw up!

I said not the streets!

♪ In the day we hide our eyes ♪

♪ But in the evening we put on our caps ♪

Come quick!

♪ Listen to this you toffs ♪♪

It's Marcelle! Come on!

♪ You'd better not cross paths with me ♪

♪ If my father wasn't a lout ♪♪

Marcelle's in the hospital!

Are you her mother?

Meningitis. Nothing could be done.

I'm sorry.

Edith..

'I have the cross.'

Hello.

They said you were on the beach.

Thank you for granting

this interview.

My pleasure.

It's odd to see you

so far from Paris.

I'm never far from Paris.

I have a list of questions. Answer whatever comes to mind.

Well..

...what is your favorite color?

Blue.

- 'What's your favorite dish?' - Pot roast.

'Would you agree to live a sensible life?'

It's already the case.

Who are your most faithful friends?

My true friends are faithful.

If you could no longer sing..

Oh. I could no longer live.

Are you afraid of death?

Less than solitude.

Do you pray?

Yes, because I believe in love.

I don't want to go, Simone.

Where is Theo?

I want my husband.

Theo will be here in less than an hour.

Career memory?

Every time the curtain goes up.

Your fondest memory as a woman?

The first kiss.

Do you like night time?

Yes, with a lot of light.

Dawn?

With a piano and friends.

The evening?

For us, it's dawn.

See, you're breathing.

I can't go back.

I can't.

If you were to give advice to a woman

what would it be?

Love.

To a young girl?

Love.

To a child?

Love.

Who are you knitting for?

Whoever will wear my sweater.

'That's all. I hope it wasn't too long.'

Thank you very much.

Thank you, young lady.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

♪ No no regrets ♪

♪ No I will have no regrets ♪

♪ Neither the kindness received ♪

♪ Nor sorrows grieved ♪

♪ I've forgotten the past ♪

♪ No no regrets ♪

♪ No I will have no regrets ♪

♪ Love was king for a day ♪

♪ Swept away ♪

♪ Gone astray ♪

♪ To hell with the past ♪

♪ And the memories I had ♪

♪ I no longer desire ♪

♪ Both the good and the bad ♪

♪ I have flung in the fire ♪

♪ Swept away past loves ♪

♪ With the heartaches I've withstood ♪

♪ Swept away for good ♪

♪ Like starting from the unknown ♪

♪ No no regrets ♪

♪ No I will have no regrets ♪

♪ Neither the kindness received ♪

♪ Nor sorrows grieved ♪

♪ I've forgotten the past ♪

♪ No no regrets ♪

♪ No I will have no regrets ♪

♪ For my life ♪

♪ And my joys ♪

♪ Today ♪

♪ It begins again with you ♪♪