All language subtitles for Senech

So?
-All the roles are already taken.

You're either too early or too late.
-Do you walk with me?

No, I'll try again.
-Call me then. Goodbye.

Mademoiselle...

Mr. Carlini? Mr. Bardin on line 3.

The tour of "Ceux de la Légion
has broken down. I am putting you through.

When the boss is free,
will you think of me?

Of course, but now he is occupied.

Another breakdown? No kidding.
Are you doing it on purpose?

Another car? Come on.

Good cars are
for tours that are successful.

Yes. Your income is
below par. Thank you.

No, I'm not saying that to you.

Listen. Orleans: 14,200,
Blois: 13,600, Tours: 15,300.

No, it's the same thing everywhere.
It costs me a fortune.

Why did I take that Sénéchal?

He is unfit for that role.

Let me explain.
-Listen, Bardin.

If things didn't improve,
I'll cancel the tour. Understood?

Yes. Where are you playing tonight?
-In Dreux.

That's a golden audience.
-Who says so?

Sénéchal? Is that supposed to reassure me?

Good luck. And don't forget
what I said.

Aren't you ready yet?
I'll never get to Dreux for the evening like this.

And, old boy?
-Your engine is to the moon, poor soul.

It's not my bike
And I'm not a poor soul.

I am Mr. Sénéchal.
Doesn't that mean anything to you, Sénéchal?

From the shock absorber factory?

Do you hear that, Béluze? You spend 20 years
in the business and then you get this:

From the shock absorber factory.

Who is Brigitte Bardot?
-A movie star.

See? Drama doesn't count anymore.

Come on, guys, to the station.
We'll take the train to Dreux.

Do we have to
lug the suitcases. Nice.

And some people make
something from it, too. Shame.

You are young, handsome, well-honed.

Get away from the stage.
-Why?

Your future is in film.

You get your picture taken all the time,
showing up at all the cocktail parties...

talks stupid, hits some men on
the hook, causes some scandals....

and you're famous.
-That you in particular say that....

I do say it,
but I don't mean it.

What joy the stage has
bestowed upon us.

In 1937, in this theater here
in Dreux received eleven open cloths.

Eleven?
-Yes, eleven. And that with a supporting role.

Then my overcoat was stolen, though.
I put that in my suitcase now.

So should you.
Come, onto the stage.

But the bell hasn't rung yet.
-That's right.

But you always have to
concentration before you go up.

I do that in the setting,
in the skin of my character.

That's the secret of my success.
Come on.

3,000 francs. You can go
home, baby.

I just called Paris.
We won't play and pay back.

Verhip.

I'm counting on you guys.
It's going to be a tough day.

Take heart... I'm rehearsing.
-And I'm working.

At work. That's the way it's always
always in the theater.

I'm counting on you guys.
It's going to be a tough day.

Keep courage. A legionnaire must
Never take revenge. Never.

What's up?
-Bad news, kids.

What then?
-Three men in the room. Cancelled.

You don't mean that.

There is more. The boss has
canceled the entire tour.

The whole tour?

I'm going to the union.
-Don't whine.

Change of clothes. There's a train leaving in half an
hour a train is going. Saves money again.

Fred, pack the bags.

Béluze, address the audience.
-What should I say?

Figure that out for yourself.
-I'm always screwed.

Would you like to teach me a lesson
in the art of living?

Art of living is the virtue of the citizen.

Here one knows only
the art of dying.

We are not playing. I announce.
-Are you out of your mind?

The tour has been canceled.
We are going back to Paris.

That should happen to me.

Due to illness of Mr. Sénéchal...
-What is he babbling about?

unfortunately, we cannot play tonight.
You will get your money back.

I'll give that Bardin
the truth.

Forward children, time is running out.

Imagine my position.
This is not fun.

Careful with that dress.
-Cases.

Unbelievable, Mr. Sénéchal.
-I'm glad we're going back.

What am I hearing?
Are we being sent away just like that?

The yield is disastrous.
We leave.

Don't whine.

Is it sometimes my fault
That everyone is against us?

I'm not saying that.
-And that films us necks?

What is left of your talent?

People want a pin-up
with round buttocks and breasts.

Should I drop my pants sometimes?
-Go pack your suitcase.

If we weren't in all kinds of remote holes
we'd have been broke a long time ago.

We made ourselves impossible.
-Who then?

You and everyone else.
This is not a role for you.

That hurts me.
But I just think it does.

You have your way. But if you want to catch that train
catch that train, you have to change quickly.

Why do we leave
like thieves in the night?

You'll miss the 8:30 train.
-So what? Then I'll sleep here.

I can just barely afford a room.
I'm an artist, I have to undress.

You do. We're out of here.

Come on, kids. Hurry up.

This is not a company, but a herd.

Incredible.
What do they take me for?

For a tramp? An artisan?

Are the cabs there yet?
-I found two. They'll be here soon.

I'll teach them to do something like that to me.

What is happening now? What is this?
I need light, damn it.

I might break my neck.

Who took my suitcase?

My suitcase with all my stuff.

Porter, a cab.

What a state of affairs.

The train to Paris?
-It just left.

And the next one?
-Morning morning.

Tomorrow morning?

How much do you get from me?
-200.

Are you coming, honey?
-No, no way

I didn't see that you're a legionnaire.

For you, I do it out of love.
-Merci, but I don't have time.

I knew a legionnaire.
He looked like you. Also such a piece.

With just as nice a mug.
Come with me anyway. You don't have to pay.

I really can't. Rather point me
the police station.

I don't have good relations with that.
Ask at that pub. See you there.

Do you know where the police station is?
-But of course.

Do you know where the theater is?

You pass it and then you take
the first street on the right.

A legionnaire. Long live the legion.
-Merci. But you should know...

The legion is sacred.
May I invite you, captain?

I don't have time.
-Drink one with me then.

We are celebrating the 25th wedding anniversary
of my sister-in-law.

An important event.

Anyway, the legion is sacred,
though I have not been a legionnaire myself.

Captain, come have a drink.
I have a legionnaire here.

This is Captain Gamberge.
He is drinking a glass with us.

A glass for the captain.

No, a goblet to ring with.

To the brave hero,
whose fine uniform

added lustre to our party.

Excuse me, I have to go.

If we had had more guys like you
had, we wouldn't be where we are today.

Are you on long leave, captain?
-I'm on tour. Inspection tour.

You would rather not go back?
-Just so.

Tell us about your exploits

That's a little inconvenient.
-Let him be. A little more art of living.

That is something for the citizen.
I only know the art of dying.

Over there it's definitely
different cake?

It is not the same in the sense
That it is different.

There is no analogy
because it is not the same thing.

That's exactly how it is. And I know Africa.

Now I must go, with permission.

Already? What hotel are you staying in?
-I don't have one yet.

You won't find a room here now.
It's carnival time.

Léon, take him to
the military society. Yes.

Introduce him to Colonel Trochu.
-No, I don't want to disturb him.

He is a friend of ours. I play bridge
on Thursdays always with his wife.

He will be happy to help you.
He is a fine fellow.

No, I don't want to bother him.

When he hears that you were here without
he knew, he gets angry.

I'll go alone, though. Colonel how?
-Léon, take our friend there.

Hopefully we'll see you tomorrow.
-Tomorrow? Sure.

I cut.
-Trump. And two spades.

Aha, big slam.

Bravo, won again.
-A revenge?

Excuse me, Colonel,
tomorrow is another early day.

You're right about that. I won't keep you
up no longer. Good night.

Mr. Duchène wants to see you.
-Duchène. Let him come in.

Come in, my dear.

I have brought Captain Gamberge with me.
He can't find a room.

Welcome, captain.

He insisted that I go with him.

He was right.
A legionnaire is at home everywhere.

My wife is waiting.
I entrust our friend to you.

I'll take him under my wing.
Please make yourself at home.

I am proud to know you.
He is on an inspection tour.

Verduveld. Good of you to warn me.

Make yourself comfortable.
Feel free to take off your white panache.

Come, I'll introduce you to some friends.
-Ach, for me there's no need.

Timid, like all heroes.

And, happy to be in the capital?
-Sure, although I feel somewhat displaced.

I like to believe that.
Homesick for the desert?

Very much so. Sometimes I think:
What am I doing here?

I am truly jealous of you.
Of all legionnaires.

What a way of life.

The blazing sun,
great horseback rides.

You sure do like riding horses?
-I love it.

Once when I went to the oasis of Tagtagham
I rode two horses to death.

Two magnificent animals.
I can still cry over them.

What a guy.

But why do you only have
three stripes at your age?

I didn't want to go any higher,
but to stay with my men.

I can well understand that.
I had wanted to be like you.

Instead of
office clerk.

Paper stores in sad barracks.
Bah, the intendance.

It is necessary work. There must
rice, bread and salt in stock.

That's how it is. You keep us alive.

Yes. But you are dying for us.

Where did you win that?
-On stage.

The Operation Stage.

What campaigns have you conducted?
-All of them. Almost all of them.

And where have you all been?
-Everywhere.

Chateauroux, Pontarlier, Collombecha,
Siddhi-bel-abbes, Biscra.

God almighty, you must have had
had many adventures.

With all kinds of women.
-I lost count.

Negresses with saucer lips and without.
I am quite spoiled.

What a lucky guy.

I'll just withdraw now.
-Are you joking?

Empty your glass,
I'll get you a room.

No, better yet. You sleep with me.

You really can't, Colonel.
-Do you refuse it?

Take care, you know. My wife will be pleased.
She is an admirable woman.

And hospitable like no other.
The whole garrison knows that.

Many men have already
slept with us. You are really not the first.

Gaston, tell my wife I'm coming
and that we have a lodger.

Panache on.
-But...

Don't struggle. I have four
stripes, so you must obey me.

Enter.

Make yourself at home.

Is she beautiful or not?
-Beautiful. Is that your daughter?

No, that's my wife.
-What silly of me. Of course.

Captain Gamberge, my wife.
-A pleasant, captain.

My apologies for disturbing you so late.

It's never too late for our heroes.

Besides, we are not
not very spoiled...

With officers of your caliber.
-Louise.

You will break a lot of hearts.
Incredibly many, in fact.

What can I offer you?
-A good bed. That's all he wants.

Indeed. We have hard times
behind us...

In which we traveled from city to city.
-On camels?

No, in cars.
-In cars?

We are motorized.
-Are there many killed?

Terribly much.
Just ask Carlini.

My general.
-I met him at St. Cyr.

Tell me, is it true
what they say...

Let him be. He's about to fall over
from sleep.

Show him his room.
Tomorrow he will tell everything.

Everything. I promise.

If you want to follow me.

It is only a modest little room.

But that's always better
than a tent in the Sahara.

Good night, captain.
-Good night, colonel. See you tomorrow.

Here is your room.
-Very nice.

I made your bed myself.
-What kind of you.

Not getting so close. Be good.

Soon my husband will catch us.

How wonderful you smell of warm sand.

My favorite scent.

You have the sun in your eyes and probably
many tattoos on your body.

Yes, but I always leave those there.

Gekkerd.

Until tomorrow.
-Yes.

Sweet dreams.

Where are you going?
-shining my boots.

I can't approve of that.
-I don't want to displease you.

The maid can do that tomorrow.

And since you don't have any pajamas,
I'll give you one from the colonel.

Mallerd. It's no good
What you are doing. Go to sleep.

I'm already going.

Peekaboo, your breakfast.

I wanted to bring you breakfast in bed.

Thanks, but I don't eat in the morning.

Did you sleep well?
-Very well.

I slept very restlessly.

But delightful. By you.
-By me?

I dreamt that you kidnapped me.

We left together for your
adventurous life in the Negro region.

You should have been an actress.
-That's what I was as a young girl.

But my husband doesn't know that.
-Then we keep quiet about it.

What a nightmare.
Surrounded by villains....

a cry sounds up in the fortress:
the Tuaregs.

Quiet. Soon the colonel will hear you.
-He is at his armory.

We are alone.

Then follows a siege
by thousands of savages

and I flee like a gazelle
into your arms.

And I draw my saber and throw myself
on the villains.

I cling to it.
I want to share the danger.

That's nothing for women.
-Dying with you.

Think of our children.
-They raise my parents.

I don't want to live without you. Toearegs.
-And again?

Embrace me. Give me one last kiss.

Captain Gamberge. Hello.
-My husband.

I grease 'm.

How about a horseback ride?

I have for you a spirited horse,
not ridden for eight days.

Don't pull on the reins like that.

This is very different
than those little Arabian horses.

If you don't like trotting,
we can also gallop.

Forward, at a gallop.

Mr. Sénéchal, at last.
-Madame, I have the honor of greeting you,

We were already getting worried.
-If you knew...

Béluze told me about that suitcase.

They didn't lose him, did they?
-No, it's in your room.

Did you travel that way?
-I had to.

No other problems?
-No.

They already thought they were going to
arrest you because of that uniform.

A soldier of my stature?
I've been through a lot.

Tell that over dinner.
I'll just get your key.

Tasty, gentlemen.
-Sénéchal.

Hello, girls.
-You look good.

Have you traveled this way?
-Yes.

Are you not caught up?
-Earlier congratulations.

I have been the hero
of an extraordinary adventure.

Why are you laughing?
-We already know everything.

I don't believe that.
-Yes.

You have been at the barracks
and the general received you.

You are somewhat wrong, Mr. Béluze.

It was not the general,
but the colonel.

He didn't just host me.
I also spent the night at his house.

And then, under loud cheers, you marched
you with 20 horses through the city.

It was only two horses
and that was still one too many.

Next time I'm going with you
to sell my TVs.

I don't talk to murderers.
-Killers?

You've ruined the stage
with your TVs.

You have done that with your prulture tours.

No argument. Please sit down,
then serve Marie.

No, I'm not eating here.
Bring the meal upstairs.

Now he is angry.
-He started.

You are the youngest.

Oh dear, her darling
You must not touch.

Mr. Béluze, your friend seems nervous.

He cannot stomach the fiasco.
The tour failed because of his fault.

Did you see him as captain?
The public didn't believe in it either.

And then they say to me.
Prult tour.

Inside.
-It's me, Mr. Sénéchal. I was looking for you.

Did you hear that brat?
Prult tour.

He didn't mean any harm.
Get dressed and come downstairs.

No. Apart from that cultural barbarian,
I'm also annoyed by Béluze.

He needs to say something.
He messed up the whole play.

And then pretend to be the star.

Béluze as a star,
no one believes that anyway.

Don't worry.
-There are limits.

I'll have a nice meat dish
brought to you.

Didn't any mail come for me?
-No, nothing.

Just some bills.
Laundry, dry cleaning, pharmacy.

It's just... Right now...
-Just calm down. I'll put them with the others.

Madame Roberte,
you are my saving grace.

I have a soft spot for artists.

I will give you a small advance.

Yes. Please.

Is there anything coming?
-No.

I have to find something. I'll give Carlini
a hearty word about it.

Don't. He may still be of use to you.

I heard Béluze talking about a
tour with...what was it called....

"La Grande Carrière.
-I know that piece.

There is a role for me in that.
That of the diplomat Count de Rolboise.

A contemporary man with allure
and tact. Cut for me, in other words.

A little advice.
Make sure you look your best.

I am going in tailcoat and top hat
to the agency.

But you don't have a tailcoat.

I'll go to the costume rental
And exchange my uniform.

I wouldn't mind giving Mr. Carlini
one last chance.

But if he messes that one up, he'll never have to
never have to come to me again.

Your publicity photo, madame.
-Thank you.

Hello, Mr. Sénéchal.
How chic you look.

Yeah, right? Is Mr. Carlini there?
-Yes, shall I present you?

No, I want to surprise him.

Give him this card,
but don't mention my name.

Count de Rolboise. That name does
something. Let him come in.

Enter.

Greetings, dear sir.

What is this supposed to be, Sénéchal?
Are you going to a wedding?

I heard you were going to do "La Grande Carrière.
La Grande Carrière. I want the role of diplomat.

You as Rolboise? You are joking.
-A joke, why?

Take a look at me. I am the
personification of the count.

No, no, no. Do you know who
Rolboise is in the play?

Yes. The French consul in Honduras.
-that's almost an ambassador.

Exactly.
-You can't play that.

Why not?
-That's not your kind of role.

The role of chamber servant
no one plays like you.

But to a man of the world
You would trample yourself.

In the role of captain
you were already implausible.

No, I don't have time. Besides,
the role of consul is already taken.

I gave those to Bélair.
-Mr. Bélair.

Come in, Bélair. I was just talking
with Sénéchal about you - do you know Sénéchal?

No.
-Good, sit down.

Your contract is ready.
All you have to do is sign it.

Come, Sénéchal. And believe me,
forget diplomacy.

What a shame.
Goodbye, Mr. Bélair.

Now the two of us.

Don't you have a car?
-No.

Get in, and I'll take you.

What a wonderful ceremony.
-A beautiful mise-en-scène.

Marchese della Torre,
embassy attaché.

Count Hubert de Rolboise,
French consul in Honduras.

Principessa Ludibesco.
Princess Ludibesco.

It is a true honor for me.

Just drop me off at a cab.
-Won't you join us for lunch?

No. Is there a lunch? I'm still hesitating.
I'm a solitary person.

You can't do that to Bremond de St. Charles
not do that to you.

No way, you are going with us.

You are therefore consul in Honduras.

I love Honduras.
-Do you know it?

No, I saw it on TV.
It's mountainous there.

Terribly mountainous.

It goes up and down
and up and down again.

It is very humid there, though.

Especially in the rainy season. What is strange
is: The rain falls down at an angle.

That's because of the wind.

What's interesting.
-Very interesting.

Molto interesting.
-You are absolutely right.

One glass, please.

See you later.

Marina, what's the name of that man
who just greeted me?

What man?
-Over there by the buffet.

He came with you.

The one at Ghislaine de Terre Rouge.
-Don't you know him?

That's Hubert de Rolboise,
one of the better diplomats.

The name sounds familiar.
-Do.

He is the French consul in Honduras.
-Ach, of course.

Dear Ghislaine,
good to see you. May I?

You have spoiled them very much. Thank you.

Our thanks. You have really spoiled them.

Thank you. You spoiled them so much.
-Ah, it was nothing.

I remember how sweet she was as a little one.
-Make her happy, because otherwise....

My compliments, madame.
-Thank you.

The princess said you are from Honduras.
-Yes, I am going back now.

So soon already?
-Ah, duty calls.

Is there any scattering there?
-Does one hunt there?

Sure. On crocodiles and larks.
With lassoes.

Do you hunt larks with lassoes?
-No, on crocodiles.

On larks we hunt with the whip.

What a life. What else can you
do there?

You have whaling,
revolutions and card games.

Also poker?
-Mostly poker.

One hell of a game. I once spent
48 hours at the table.

Great. And the love? How is it
about love in Honduras?

Ah, there everything breathes love and lust
out. That's because of the climate.

But it often rains there, doesn't it?
-Just so.

What else is there to do?

What picturesque
and exciting things all.

Listen, come to me tonight and
I will prepare you a pleasant surprise.

29 Rue Spontini, a townhouse.
Promise me you will come.

I promise. Your wish is my command.

But now I have to leave. Excuse me.
-Till tonight.

Good news. I have someone here
who knows you well. Your immediate superior.

Some fun.
-Castel-Brissac, chief of staff.

Count de Rolboise, consul to Honduras.
-I know, I know.

Of course I know that. I've only worked there
only a short time, but I know everyone.

You must have confidential matters
to discuss. I withdraw.

Most of all, you have known my predecessor.
The Bonneville.

I thought so. A real bon-vivant.
How does he make it?

He's dead.
-Is he dead?

Didn't you know?
-In hot, humid countries...

leaks everything, but news
never leak out quickly.

And I rarely leave my post.

My compliments.

Officers like you
are a credit to the office.

Finally a chief
Who recognizes my merits.

Tell me, dear consul, are we
still so loved over there?

Certainly, except by Carlini.
That one kind of gets in my way.

I know, I know.
-Do you know?

But I will get him small.

Iron fist in velvet glove.
-Iron glove on velvet hand.

A small nuance difference.

And how are you sailing, politically speaking,
in general?

I think: never be partisan.
-Slim.

Two left hands for right
And two right for left.

You are a true diplomat.

Your lapels are still virgin.
Something will be done about that soon.

It makes me blush.
-Come to the ministry tonight.

Then we talk further.
-Tonight I have to go to UNESCO.

Should I say more about it?
-No, I know. State secret.

No, masses of state secrets.

So, did it go well?
-Better than that. Great.

Do you see it?
-You look handsome.

So you have an engagement?
-No, I was promised something.

And the advance that was offered to me...
-Have you been offered an advance?

Not yet, that will come tonight.
It's a princely offer.

From Carlini?
-Carlini can suck it.

From a special woman, a princess.
She recognized the diplomat in me.

I'm going to visit her at home tonight.

Shouldn't you get some rest first?
Your eyes shine so feverishly.

Tropical fever. People complimented
me on my success in Honduras.

In Honduras?
-In Honduras.

I'm making some lime tea, Mr. Sénéchal.
-Call me Hubert de Rolboise.

Fine by me. And I'll also give you
a sedative pill.

Mr. the Count de Rolboise.

Come on, dear friend.

We waited impatiently for you.

You all know these gentlemen
from the wedding.

But Prince Alexandre does not know you.
He is my husband.

Dear Count, I feel honored.
Quante felicis cave con nos.

Well, you could say that, yes.

Are the gentlemen playing cards?
-How witty, playing cards.

A friendly game of poker.
-Children's game.

To tie knots or something?
-But sit down anyway.

I don't play poker.
-In Honduras, you do play it.

Yes, but in Honduras...
-Sit down anyway, dear friend.

We agree. Cinquantemila
franchi la cava, no more.

50,000 francs?
-Yes.

Would you like to take my place?

No, you love cards
According to my wife.

I'll do some reading and light a cigar.

Shall I tell you some hunting stories then
stories?

Please be seated, we are about to begin.
-Waiting for you.

Come, dear friend. I will sit beside you
To bring you happiness. Come.

Sit down. Can I have a chair?

Someone didn't pay.
-That's Rolboise.

Pick up your cards.
I'll take care of the chips.

View your maps.

Opening bid.
-I'm with you.

I pass.
-1000 added.

Do you see?
-Yes, I see.

A map.
-Given.

And you, Rolboise?
-Take two.

I wouldn't dare.

I decline.
-Belotte, you've been there.

Another round?
-It's almost noon.

Mr. Sénéchal is right.
This is not a play den.

I saw him going out. He was wearing a tuxedo
on and was dolled up like a light skirt.

What would he do?
-Are in a back room.

Tomorrow we will hear all about it.

No kidding.
He was in bad shape.

He was really babbling gibberish.
I'm worried.

Without him it was more fun cards.
-He just doesn't like it now.

What do you have?
-Three kings.

Three aces. All the chips are mine.

Have I lost again?
-Unhappy in the game.

In Honduras, we play it differently.

Shall I give you back some play money?

How am I doing?
-This was eleven and that makes twelve.

Twelve. That is to say.
-600,000 francs.

What is it? Are you not feeling well?

I'm feeling a little depressed.
My malaria is playing up again.

And the plane ride took 46 hours.

I must ask you to excuse me for a few
minutes to excuse me.

What do we do, play on?
-With four, it's more boring.

The prince will take his place.
You want to do that, don't you?

Good, but I'm not playing for myself,
but for you.

Good. Go ahead and rest.
-I need to get some air.

No, you lie down for a while. Come with me.

Opening.
-Come on.

Pass.
-I will start with 15,000.

I'll go with you.

Come in, dear friend.
Lie down on that divan.

So, yes. I'll just get some aspirin.
-I'd rather go get some fresh air.

I do open the window.

No, I'm going outside. I have to
get cigarettes, too, by the way.

But I have more than enough
cigarettes. I'll get them for a moment.

Please.
-Merci. Will you do me a favor?

Then go back to your guests.
-No, you still look tired.

I will stay here. Sit down.

You don't want to understand, do you?
I am not tired, but in love.

In love? But that's wonderful, isn't it?

A love forever.
Conceived in an instant.

And she never knew about it
and never will. It is you.

So you didn't feel at all
unwell at all?

All stagecraft.
-What an actor.

One says.
-I should be angry.

Indeed, chase me away.
I have earned it. I'm going.

No, stay here.

Corps diplomatique.

Three aces. The odds turned.
-And that twice. Bravo.

And you say you are never lucky.
-But when I have it, I exploit it.

That Rolboise plays badly.

For a diplomat, you do go
straight to your goal.

Let us forget this moment of folly
forget. Adieu.

You love me, but you want to leave all the time.
-Let's leave it at that, my love.

With this, we are even.

Carré aces.
-Incredible. Peccato mortale.

I am in top form.
That will please the Count.

Happy he who, as Odysseus,
made a beautiful journey.

How you tell
delightful things.

I let you sit like this for 48 hours
without moving.

When will I see you again?
-right now.

Royal flush.
-Unbelievable. Awesome.

Three full house, two diamonds
and a flush.

I have to show that to the princess.
-It is unprecedented.

My husband. He is not allowed to see us together.

Marina.
-Till soon.

I'm already coming.

A royal flush.
For the first time in my life.

Consul, come over here. You need to see this.

It is incredible. A miracle.
I have reclaimed everything for you.

Plus another few thousand francs.
They are calculating it now.

See.
-Great.

Do you feel better?
-Very much better.

The last battle in particular was remarkable
and rare. You are not married?

Then I can make this vulgar
remark.

Dear Count, you are a real lucky guy.
-I was just about to say that, prince.

You must care about a homeless person.
-Yes.

You look like a good
and kind person.

I live in poverty.

I could mention six children
and a sick wife, but I am alone.

Take it and leave me alone.
-Thank you, Mr. Carlini.

Sénéchal.
-I had you good.

Now you cannot say
that I have no talent.

And what does this all mean?

You did not see in me a diplomat.

You were wrong, but well,
we forget that.

You bring "Le Cheminot. I'm cut out
for the role of the homeless.

No, Bernatal plays that role.

I don't want to find you here every day.

I give you the role of gamekeeper.
-From gamekeeper?

That one has only two lines.
-No, four.

Do you think I'm crazy?
You can keep that gamekeeper.

I don't need a handout,
I can do it without you.

All the better.
-I'll get through this all right.

I attract 45 million viewers with roles
from Topaze to Knock to Molière.

Take them on those roles.
-Not on your rotten stages....

but on a stage appropriate to me,
that of life.

Send me cards
If you are in Charenton.

How many?
-Two.

And, Mr. Béluze, do you have work?
-An unimportant tour.

What is this mess?

The costumes returned by Sénéchal.

Who has no job at the moment.
-I thought so.

Academician, bishop, subprefect.
And all with great success.

No but. We live in the same
boarding house and he didn't tell me anything.

He said he chose his own roles
and made a good living from it.

Where does he play?
-At theater The World.

Never heard of it. Definitely some
little theater in a suburb.

This morning he came
an interpreter's cap.

As for Paris, I feel comfortable.
But he is daring.

Your coffee.
-Aha, the coffee. Thanks.

So, did it taste good?
-My compliments to the cook.

The lobster was fine, the duck
with orange delectable....

the foie gras unforgettable and the
almond pastries worthy of a master.

Thank you. Do you work for a travel agency?
-Yes, yes. More or less.

I mentor rich foreigners.

People visiting upscale restaurants.
As if you eat better there than elsewhere.

I myself prefer a feast
in a nice joint like this.

Then we miss our percentage
but miss out.

Charles, a brandy for this gentleman.
-No, no alcohol.

For the good name
and prestige of France

we should introduce them
to bistros like this one.

Very kind of you.
-No, that's just the way it is.

And I am a foodie.

I will therefore use all my influence
to put you on the list.

But I sit and chat while
my Americans are waiting for me.

May I have the bill?
-No question.

I can't approve of that. Can you?
All right, sand on it.

You will hear from me.
But tomorrow I have Japanese.

And Japanese are yellow
and don't bring in money.

But the day after tomorrow I'll have Belgians
and they like to feast.

I'll give you a call. Mr. Scapin
from travel agent Molière.

I'm glad I came.
I ate very well.

Goodbye.

No doubt about it.
You are allergic.

What is that?
-Fashion.

It used to be called a bad temper.

Aristotle has
beautiful things about that.

My friend kept talking about you and
Because other doctors didn't find anything

you are my last hope.
All these charlatans...

There have always been charlatans in the world
have been, there is nothing to be done about that.

Do you feel my fluid? I have your pain
between my fingertips.

Saying nothing. A glance will suffice.

Look at me.

Your beautiful, sad face
Is an open book to me.

You are an oversensitive person....

a fragile creature, who feels displaced
feels displaced in this unforgiving world.

That's exactly how it is.

Misunderstood by your environment,
roughly treated by life.

The diagnosis is child's play.

An indeterminate soul
And a desperate heart.

O doctor, you understand me.
-Don't call me a doctor.

Excuse me.
-I'm doing some friends a favor.

I am, so to speak
doctor in spite of myself.

Have I relieved the pain?
-Yes. Great, I am cured.

Your ability is a gift of God.
-Maybe. All gifts are welcome.

But I am incorrigible.
How much do you get from me?

Nothing at all.

I heard you do charity.
-Yes, in the lost hours.

For unemployed artists.

Please, for your good works.
Take it for that.

Thank you on their behalf.

I feel so good.
-Me too.

Since I have known you, I have
done business for 500 million.

Since yesterday?
-I am fast and business is business.

But there is more than that.
There are also things that touch the heart.

That's why I'm here,
my dearest Mado.

When I was just receiving two clients in
my office on the Champs-Elysées....

I thought only of you.

I quickly made those pesky nagging
pay to be with you sooner.

I admire you, it must be wonderful,
juggling millions.

Money does not make you happy.

And to forget all those sums,
I'll take you to a driver's bar...

Where you eat as if you were at home.
-Solid not like at my house.

Hadn't we better
eat in my flat, tête-à-tête?

I stand behind that 100 percent.
I blindly sign off on it.

Do you have your car with you?
-No, I sent it away.

I call my maid and tell her she is preparing a
romantic soupeet prepared.

Enter.

You see it is very small.

My glass is small, yet I drink from it.

Give me your briefcase and your coat.
-I am already busy.

Soon.

Sit down. I'm going to check
if everything is ready.

Marie, you can serve.
My guest is here.

Who are you, gentlemen?
-Friends.

Who have your best interests at heart.
-If you slide well.

And what may that mean?
-We want part of your assets.

Is this a trap? lol.

Mado works for you. She rants.
-Bravo. And that for a rich man.

Stay here, Rockefeller.
-We have shooting irons.

Those sometimes go off suddenly.

No, you may pick him bald,
but no violence.

Movable. But there is
nothing bare to pluck.

We are not schmucks, mind you.

His bag is full of dough. He said so himself.

Let go of that bag.
-Let go.

Damn, only newspapers.

Bunch of suckers. You thought
I was a millionaire.

Here, my wallet.
Enjoy.

Two thousand francs. And a bunch of pictures.

Show those pictures
to your apprentice gangsters.

Conductor, officer,
man of the world, homeless....

famous pastor, dancer, conferencer,
in tuxedo, habit, rags.

The man with 100 faces, everywhere
wanted by the police, that's me.

The murder in the Rue de Lourmel,
the mystery of the yellow room...

the pearls from the crown.

We don't operate in the same world,
but you still have to know your classics.

Ashish. Were you
all behind that?

Were you all behind that, please.

With you I want nothing to do.

Who are you?
-Who I want. Gamberge.

Consul de Rolboise, Professor Knock,
alias Sénéchal, Scapin, Mascari etc.

International class. Hats off.

If you want to be a star, you should
not limit yourself to one role.

Then why did you hook up with Mado?
-Because...

I wanted to borrow money from the types next to
us and one only lends to the rich.

So you played comedy.
-I love that.

Especially when I have a beautiful partner
as a counterpart.

You guys should have
should have as your boss.

Mademoiselle Mado Clarrieux?
-Fifth left.

Is she at home?

What for.
-Police.

Police? What should you
of mademoiselle Mado?

Just wait and see. We want
some intelligence from you.

From me?
-Yes.

So that jeweler has a door
that leads to the courtyard?

We have to break up the floor of the
apartment above it.

But people live there.
-Not after I go by.

But how do we get out again?
-I'm going to think about that.

All night.

But boss, you said.
-Make your way out.

If he says you have to leave,
then leave.

See you tomorrow.
-Be nice.

I will sacrifice myself for you.

My hero.
-My girl.

What do you want me to do?
-Go fry an egg for me.

In a moment.

Mado, the police.

The service staircase.
-And him?

Let him. Maybe he
reported us.

Hands up.
-Hands up?

Not again. Are there
with more? I'm the boss now.

I'm working the robbery of that jewelry store
out. That one will work.

A full confession, then.

Hands up. Police.
-They are gone.

I don't care about that. I have the boss.
-I can explain.

Silence.

Sénéchal François Lucien, stage actor.

The charges: illegal wearing of
'n uniform, embezzlement of state....

abuse of trust
and attempted fraud.

What do you have to say against this?
-That I deserve neither honor nor disgrace.

A beautiful hall. And what a yield.

Silence. You are not here
in the theater, Sénéchal.

And you were found
with a light-skinned woman...

and two bandits,
of whom you are the boss.

That was a lie and I proved that
proved it at the preliminary examination.

But what were you going to
the hell were you going to do there?

Making love.
At least, that's what I hoped.

But then the cops
me a scapegoat....

and I was screwed.
A familiar phenomenon.

Is he good or is he good?

If he continues like this, something will swing.

I would now like to hear the witnesses
a discharge hearing.

That's us.
-No, thank you.

I do that myself.
Who knows me better than myself?

'I defend myself with fervor and don't let
another not spoil that.' Cyrano.

As you wish. The floor is
to the defense.

Your Honor, my client is typically
one of those strange birds...

who skim our provinces and in
Paris are seen as flute actors.

An insignificant practitioner
of the arts.

Insignificant? Young man...

This poor comedian
Has sinned out of pride.

I will show that this charming
buffoon meant no harm.

The guy has no talent.
He's going to mess things up.

Let me, friend.
- "Friend, cross that out.

'Le Misanthrope,' first act.
-Now yes.

'Sit. I haven't spoken yet.'
'Cinna,' Act 3.

I played advocates myself; I don't need
a lawyer. Go back to your lodge.

Silence in the hall. Silence.

He is in top form.
-And funny.

He has never been
pleased.

I will keep my story short.

This man, who accuses you because
he is on the scene of life...

plays the roles that he was
denied him in his profession. That man...

that artist, that great artist,
is innocent.

Thank you very much.

Soon I will have the room cleared.

Then you do have to give them their money back.

How witty.

Whose fault is it
that my client is sitting here?

The theater directors, who have no eye
have an eye for the truly talented.

They let actors languish
in supporting roles.

Actors who inside feel as many as a thousand
characters feel bubbling up.

He gets angry.

You have nevertheless taken advantage of
the gullibility of those close to you.

Is this a
direct scam? No.

The evidence: no one has
filed a complaint against him.

If he had wanted, he could have been sitting here
as a billionaire.

But that was not the goal
he wanted to achieve.

I just wanted to finally
big roles

Have you yourself never dreamed of being
to be minister of justice?

But I'm not at issue here,
Mr...Sénéchal.

The artist life is not always
as easy and fun as people think.

It's a train you take at night
On an icy platform.

It's a sandwich you eat on a break
eat quickly, a shabby hotel room.

'n Dusty dressing room,
'n drafty stage.

An advance you don't get,
A fine you have to pay.

And all this in order that in distant corners
to be allowed to say:

'The food is served, madame'
' or 'The carriage is ready.

Prove under those circumstances
just prove that you can do something.

I am not an embittered man.
Nothing can spoil my mood.

As fellow Figaro said:

'I hasten to laugh at everything
For fear of crying.'

That's all. I'm glad I was able to
vented my heart publicly.

Now send me to the scaffold.
Thanks a lot.

Order in the room. Silence.

What is it?
-Some comedian.

Silence.

Given your record
and a certain talent

the court advises you
that talent elsewhere.

But to prove that judges are not the
evil ones, we acquit you.

And a hurrah for Sénéchal.

A thank you to the friends
who supported me.

To your health and mine.

You were really great.
-I got off to a good start.

It is difficult to carry a comedy alone
bear. The judge played poorly.

He spoke to you freely.
-His voice did not carry far.

I was very close
or I would have left earlier.

There he is. Great. You were great.

You had me going.
-leather in turn.

I have always believed in your talent.
Tomorrow your picture will be in the "Figaro.

On the front page?
-Yes. And there's more.

Charly is sick. You're taking over his role in
Rodinant's play at the Michodière.

In Paris?
-Yes. So I really do think of you.

I'm going to play in Paris.
-At last.

A great role?

One scene in Act 2.
-One scene?

But what a scene.

Full of emotion, irony and with lots of text.
Just like the scene in the courtroom.

Here is the text. Learn it quickly.
Premiering in 3 days.

I never manage that.

You have a good memory.
And you can rehearse day and night.

Look at this, Alexandre. Your friend
the consul was an actor.

That's what happens when you invite
to invite everybody. And you were full of him.

You could say.

Look, Captain Gamberge, who
we thought was a legionnaire.

He was just a comic actor.

You too with your heroes.

I almost introduced him
introduced him to the general.

We have been tricked
by a flute actor.

'You guys should have a man like that as your boss
should have.' Idiot.

He got you guys pretty good.
-Shut up.

I don't know what he's like as an actor,
but I felt comfortable with him.

I said shut up.
-Don't worry.

That Sénéchal is not yet born.

No, that's nothing. We're starting over.

And, Sénéchal, play a little more frugally.

This is old-fashioned theater.
-But I empathized.

The public has to do that. The situation
is dramatic. Ask the author.

That detective should
remain in the background.

He is like the choruses
at a Greek tragedy.

Exactly. It's the end
of the second act...

And it's about madame's grief
when she hears from the mistress.

And then the mistress comes in
And wants to kill her. Starting over.

We'll never make it that way.
-Yes, we always do.

Madame, the detective from Motus.
-Let him in.

Nicole, when my husband asks who's with
me, it's the interior decorator.

All right, madame. Please go in.

Stop. What about that walk
and that gesture?

Private investigator, raincoat, cap.
-Idiot. Starting over.

And the build-up?
-Don't waste time.

I don't waste time.

I'm not a movie actor,
I play stage.

Starting all over again.
-This is not military service.

Coming in.

Now it does nothing.

No, no.
-What now?

Do something.
-It's never right either.

You are doing too much or nothing.
-That's enough.

I know my business. Fall in, I got it.
understood. Look at me and the author.

How is the investigation going?
Rest assured, we are alone.

This is a great honor for me
and also a thankless task.

No unnecessary words. The facts.

I followed your husband throughout the evening.

Your protégé needs to get out.

Despite the publicity.
Before him 10 others.

What's the matter, do you think he's bad?
-No, not bad. Very bad.

I am aware of the grief
that I have just done to you.

But I have been honest with you,
because... Because what?

Because I knew it.
-Because I knew. Knew what?

That you...
-Silence, I do know.

Because I knew that you...

What exactly was she?
-Don't get excited.

You know your text quite well. Too well even.
That's why you forget it.

Yes, I know him too well.
Then what do I say?

I'll have a hot drink coming.
-I'll have a hot drink coming.

Go get dressed, it's almost 8 o'clock.
-8 o'clock. Holy shit.

Is he there? Am I not disturbing you?
-No.

I didn't want to go to the Lido without
wishing you luck. Toi toi toi.

Thank you. You go lift your little legs.

You may move. You have
no director slowing you down.

You are nervous.
-Now.

Wait. Open your mouth
and swallow this tablet.

What is it?
-lets against nerves.

He doesn't suffer from that, does he?

All great artists have
suffer from it.

Take it with me.
-I've had my share....

And I don't want to miss Act 1.
-I'm not in that.

All the more reason. And your scene
I know by heart.

Suck on this ice cube,
that purifies the voice.

Do you think?
-It helps when I have to sing.

Go get ready,
if you want to ride with me.

I'll be ready in five minutes.

You know what I think.
-as long as you get it out of your head.

And yet I find it.

Mr. Sénéchal, the boss lady says
that you have to drink this hot.

Help me rehearse.
-Another time?

The first act.
-Clear the stage. This way.

I am counting on you.
Get the first act right.

Not too quickly. Then they won't understand me.

I have stage fright.
-Otherwise I do.

Listen. What did I have?
Oh yeah, don't forget the glass.

You close the drawer and walk away
After Bravard says "come here.

Let's go for it. Give 't start sign.

That young client my husband
had this morning...

Which of the three do you mean?
-The blonde with the blue eyes.

Was that her first time? Or did she
also been there when I was at the clinic?

Well?

I've always liked you.
-That's true.

I've done a lot for you, so I'm
entitled to an honest answer.

Did you see that girl this morning
for the first time or did you already know her?

I already knew her, madame.

I am aware of the grief
that I have just done to you and...

I am aware of the sadness....

So, boss, everything kits?
-All kits.

It will be close.
-This is the introduction.

I have every confidence in you,
but it starts badly.

Gonthier pulls funny faces.
See for yourself.

Who are you, gentlemen? Are you looking for someone?

Mr. Sénéchal. We wanted to take him to the
theater, but he's already gone.

What a chilly room.
-Very good.

Very good? They are downright clumsy.
Very clunky.

I hope they thaw.
-Brilliant it wasn't.

It's the first act.
-There are three.

The second one will make them cry.
-And at the third they will stand up.

To leave, yes.
-But I believe in my piece.

And rightly so.
-I want to say something to the audience.

Do you believe in it?

You name it.

Mr. Sénéchal?
Am I speaking to the theater?

But he left a long time ago.

Help.

What happened to you?

What are you saying?

What?

Director, Director.
-And, is he there?

He was long gone, they said.

What would he put out?
-I'm going to take another look.

He's still not here.

We should have waited for him.
-someone else should do the role.

That won't be so difficult.
-Director.

He's there. He's in his dressing room.
-Beautiful. I'm going to pepper him.

Fortunately. He is not good...
-but indispensable.

Where were you?
Everyone was distraught.

You are flying out. And don't come at me
with a subway breakdown.

Hurry, put on your suit
And forget the make-up.

Hurry up, or you will ruin your attendance.
No, no comment.

What happened anyway?

What? I don't understand you.

You are cold.
I'm going to alert the director.

The audience must be informed.
It is impossible to play like this.

He messes up.
-No, he's coming.

But I bawled him out.
Get a replacement tomorrow.

I take care of that.

Sénéchal, your password.
-No, me first.

It's Motus' detective.
-Let him come in.

Nicole, when my husband asks who's with
me, it's the interior decorator.

All right, madame.

Here he comes.

Would you be so good as to enter?

I have been eagerly waiting for you.
How is the examination going?

Tell.

Rest assured, we are alone.

No unnecessary words, please.

Just the facts.

I followed your husband.
-I have followed your husband.

Is he deaf or something?
-No, he can't utter a word.

Again, you can tell me anything.

What are you waiting for?

What does he have?
-He lost his text.

Don't talk so loud.
Soon someone will hear us.

Going forward, I expect an explanation.

I followed your husband.

At Rue du 4-Septembre 2
he paused.

He climbed four steps at a time
up the stairs.

'Darling,' cried a pretty girl.

What are you saying? Have you seen my husband
with another woman?

Who was that woman?

A Spanish dancer.

A dancer?
-Spanish.

Fortunately, Hubert is there now.
I was bored to death.

They went to a hotel.
I looked through the keyhole.

He undressed.

He must have been drinking.

He carried her to the divan.

Stop with the underpants lol.
Cloth.

Why? They are happy, they are smiling.

My piece is not for laughing.
Do something.

Begin the next scene.
Maybe he'll stop.

I just fall in.
-Yes, do that.

Darling, now that we are alone....

I will tell you everything honestly.
-You are deceiving me.

Me? But who told you
something so outrageous?

My play is ruined,
because you hired that idiot.

You wanted them to cry, didn't you?
Well, they do. From laughing.

Believe me, nothing is
more sacred to me than us.

Grease 'm.

Compared to our love,
that woman means nothing to me.

There goes my scene.
What am I supposed to do now?

Just fall in. Then he'll have to go.

I've been waiting for fifteen minutes.
I am fed up.

Let's connect the dots.
You now have to choose between her and me.

How dare you, madame.

And you dared to call our love
sacred.

Sample. As long as I live,
stay away from my husband.

Good, then I know what to do
is.

Let go of me. Are you out of your mind?

This doesn't make sense anymore.
-And my directions?

Lower the cloth.
-cloth, cloth.

I don't remember either.

Leave me alone. You have gone mad.

Cloth, cloth. Lower the cloth.

You are flying out. Leave me alone.

Saboteur, go play in circus Medrano
play.

But now listen. His role is
a success. Get the cloth and back.

With him together? Forget it.
-Go by yourself then. Go ahead.

Bravo, Hubert. Bravo.

Bravo, I'm going to complain to the union.
-And so am I.

You get out.
-It's just treason.

Sneak murder. You will be replaced.

Well, no. Tomorrow there will be
two new scenes in there.

Without text. Stupid scenes.
I have to make money.

All the same.
-Your signature?

Signatures. They are asking
him for signatures.

That's how it goes. It's called success.
-Beautiful is that.

Can I have your autograph, Mr. Sénéchal?
-Mr. Sénéchal, you were wonderful.

Admirable.

But what was it?
-I couldn't utter a word.

Do you suddenly have your voice back?
Joker.

There is a major producer
who wants to go on tour with you.

A big producer?
Oh, let him wait.

Hubert.
-Marina.

You were fantastic.
-Were you in the audience, princess?

Yes. That piece was worth nothing,
but you're a genius.

I'll come get you afterwards
for a dinner for two.

But what about the prince?
-He went to his club.

He's probably going to be
very lucky.

Sénéchal, stay. Go soup with us.

Tonight I am not free.
I'm playing a lead role.

With as the antagonist
a real princess.

Sénéchal the magnificent.