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NICHOLAS ON HOLIDAY

As this school year comes to an end,

I am pleased to announce

that once again,

faithful to the memory of Jules Ferry,

we have succeeded in hunting down the vile beast

lurking in the shadows

which is responsible for all Man's misfortunes and wars

and which I have named "Ignorance".

To fight Ignorance, we have relentlessly wielded

the noble sword

of Education, thus accomplishing our duty

and that of our magnificent, grand institution,

the Republican school!

For if courage and virtue are the two legs

upon which any man worthy of the name stands...

I have only one thing to add, dear children:

Enjoy the holidays!

Don't forget your summer homework!

Come on, children, calm down.

Thank you, Mr Headmaster.

So Mr Dubon,

where are you going on holiday?

This year I'm staying at home in Paris. I need some peace and quiet.

That's a real holiday.

- Mum? - Yes, sweetheart?

Where are we going on holiday this year?

Your father and I haven't discussed it yet.

Every year, Mum and Dad discuss our holiday destination.

And every year, they argue.

- The mountains! - The seaside.

I said the mountains!

The seaside!

I don't know why they get all upset. Nothing ever changes.

- The mountains! - The seaside!

What's wrong!

Come on!

Only this year,

things were different.

I'm warning you,

this year it's the beach...

or nothing.

Okay.

Excuse me?

We'll go to the beach.

And we'll take Mother with us.

Mum's mum, is Granny.

She always wants kisses.

Give me a kiss!

The only one who never kisses Granny, is Dad.

Don't move, Granny, I'll find another chair and newspaper.

Give me a kiss!

What really annoys Dad, is when Granny talks about George.

George is someone Mum knew when she was young,

and who she almost married before she met Dad.

They say he was very handsome, rich and intelligent.

He's still just as elegant and refined.

Every time she talks about him, she sighs at the end.

I'm sure you'll become someone too, my boy.

I only hope I'll be around to see it.

I wouldn't worry about that! You'll outlive us all.

A piece of candy, dear?

But I like it when Granny's here.

That's enough candy perhaps?

Your father's right.

You shouldn't eat too much candy!

Come on, one last one.

It's the last one.

That was the one before last.

There you go!

"Another piece of candy, dear?"

You can't say I didn't warn you.

I say it's the pipe that makes the child sick.

You can't breathe in here!

It's true, the smoke mustn't be helping any.

Take Granny on holiday? There's no way!

Why not?

Because "Granny" and "holiday" are a contradiction in terms!

Then we'll have to hire a babysitter.

- What for? - To watch Nicholas, why else?

Who'll watch him if we go out?

And who'll take him down for breakfast

if we want to sleep in?

At 1.50 francs an hour...

No, 1.70... It always costs more on holiday.

So, 1.70 francs times 3 hours, three times a week plus...

What you're doing is disloyal and revolting!

And leaving the elderly all summer long in the stifling city

with no one to talk to isn't revolting?

Fine.

We'll take an elderly person on holiday. But not Granny.

Hi, Mary Jane.

Hi.

I can't talk for long because we're leaving on holiday.

- Where are you going? - To the seaside.

We're going to the Grand Soleil Hotel in Chamonix.

You can write me, if you want.

Well...

enjoy your holiday!

Mary Jane, do you take Nicholas,

the wealthy captain of a warship,

as your husband?

I do.

Dear Mary Jane,

since we last saw each other, I haven't stopped thinking about you...

This has gone on long enough!

Our holiday is without Granny.

Would it be too much to ask to roll down the window to make a breeze?

Or do you prefer watching us melt?

I do not understand

what we're doing in this mess!

You'd think there was only one road in France.

Oh my god.

I regret saying I'd come.

Mother!

- I'm hungry! - That's enough.

Excuse me, but if we hadn't put the icebox in the trunk,

I could have given him a banana.

No! We said we'd have a picnic!

But for that, we have to get out of this jam.

Easy does it, you'll make us carsick!

Dad, you're the best!

That's what I call making a decision!

They're all doing the same as us!

What's that?

It's a cow.

A simple cow. Haven't you ever seen one before?

That's what happens when you think you're so smart.

Can't you see the road is blocked!

Calm down!

Where are you going?

Watch out!

I've got it under control.

Isn't this a nice spot for a picnic?

That's what I told him.

I'm sorry. Very well. Thank you.

Would you come here? There's a problem.

You didn't reserve a room for Granny!

There's no reservation for Mother.

What's this all about?

I remember very well reserving three rooms.

I called the travel agency, they said no.

I have a reservation for two rooms, not three.

I don't understand.

It's normal, it happens to me too.

If I have to do something I don't like,

I think I've done it even if I haven't.

Is there a room for me or do I go home?

Nicholas will share his room with Mother.

Will you settle the phone call now or with the bill?

With the bill.

Very well.

This suitcase sure is heavy!

Honey, I think we're going to have a fabulous holiday.

Mummy!

Get out from under my feet!

Good evening, ma'am.

- Good evening, sir. - Thank you.

You just arrived? Pleased to meet you.

- Colonel Dubourtoumieux. - Hello.

- Today... - Are you coming?

Affirmative!

Ladies.

The Colonel sure doesn't give orders at home.

Yet another one.

Not like George.

What would you like as a starter?

- Now that was a man! - Radishes?

A real man. Elegant, refined...

courteous, generous and charming!

And so athletic!

Beet salad? Or how about celery root?

He even won the French tennis championship.

Normandy, Mother.

And it was ping-pong.

Oh, really?

Excuse me, could I borrow the salt?

But of course.

How about some mustard or pepper?

What?

Why not Alsace and Lorraine too!

That was very tasteless!

What if we ordered?

What do you want, Nicholas?

Not hungry.

Anyone home?

Anyone home?

Granny's snoring. I can't sleep.

What?

Granny snores. She sounds like a tractor.

Concentrate on your sleep.

You'll fall asleep in five minutes. Go on.

- What did he want? - Nothing. Go back to sleep.

Now Granny sounds like a tractor that's about to stall.

Only she never stalls.

- Come in bed. - No!

He can't sleep!

Dear Mary Jane, I hope you're enjoying your holiday.

The weather here is nice every day.

Well, almost every day.

I've already made a bunch of new friends.

Get out from under my feet!

There's Blaise, who's not on holiday because he lives here.

Blaise, get out from under my feet!

There's Crépin, who's always crying.

Crépin, why are you crying?

Someone stole my shovel!

Crépin, why are you crying?

They don't want to play with me!

Crépin, why are you crying?

I don't know!

There's Jojo.

He and parents come here because there's no sunshine back home.

Hello, my name is Jojo.

I'm from Stratford-upon-Avon, the home of Shakespeare.

- Of what? - Of who?

Shakespeare.

- Shake his spear? - Stratosphere?

There's Fructueux, who eats everything in sight.

Even if it's alive.

Even if it's dirty.

And even if someone else has already eaten it.

And there's Côme, who thinks he's so smart.

It's really annoying.

4 times a day equals every 6 hours.

- It's not the same. - Yes, it is.

- No, it's not. - Why not?

I won't say.

Dad is real happy to be on holiday.

You can tell because he smiles a lot more than usual.

- Hello. - You're not going swimming?

Yes, but not here.

Sweetheart!

Mum is the same as usual.

Well?

Except that usually, she doesn't wear a swimsuit.

Why are you wearing a bathing cap? You going swimming?

I'll have you know, this swimsuit and cap are a unique set

from the "Young Designers" department.

Oh yes, unique it is.

At least I hope so. It's possible...

Of course it's possible! The salesgirl promised me.

"A unique piece, for a unique woman."

Together with my pals, we play, we argue and we sulk.

It's really swell!

Wait for me, I can't run in the sand!

Give me a kiss!

You'll never get anywhere like that.

To make a castle, or any other edifice,

you must start with the foundations.

I'll show you. It's my profession, I'm an architect.

There you go!

Can we play with it now?

Of course, that's what it's for.

Here, this one's for Aunt Olga.

- Mummy? - Yes, honey?

What's the past perfect continuous of "think" in the 2nd person plural?

The second person plural is "you".

So in the simple continuous, it's...

"you are thinking".

And in the past perfect continuous, that would be...

"you have thinked"?

"You have thunk".

No.

"You have been thought"?

"Have thoughted"?

Nicholas, find it yourself!

You must learn to stand on your own two feet.

That's right.

You think I should send a postcard to Mr Moucheboume?

Forget about your boss! We're on holiday.

It's because I maintain good relations with Mr Moucheboume

that we're able to go on holiday.

He didn't invent holiday entitlement.

Do I say "Mister", "Dear Mister", or "My dear Mister"?

Don't start in again!

I just want your opinion! I don't want to sound too obsequious.

What's "obsequious"?

It means grovelling and servile.

Like a slave.

Go back to sleep, I'll figure it out alone.

Dear Mr Moucheboume...

"I hope you're well. Thanks to you, we're having a splendid holiday.

"The entire family says hello and thanks you.

"Yours truly."

Well?

It's good.

Not too obsequious?

Oh, it's for a funeral!

No, obsequious means...

It means kiss up to someone.

Oh, I see!

I wouldn't say it sounds like that.

But it's warm nonetheless?

Yes, yes. I'd say so.

Yes, I'd say so.

Who's that show-off?

It's an Italian movie producer.

He's preparing a film.

Hey, I'd like your advice.

How would you start off a postcard to your boss?

"Mister", "Dear Mister", or "My dear Mister"?

- It's never gonna happen. - Why not?

'Cause the boss around here is me.

- Just imagine... - It's never gonna happen.

Yes, but imagine that you're no longer the boss.

- I'm always the boss. - This is just to help me.

I hear you.

If you were me...

- Are you the boss? - No.

Then I couldn't be you. I'm the boss.

But supposing that...

There is no "supposing that". It's not gonna happen, I'm the boss.

But...

What are you doing in here?

- You were supposed to reserve a table. - Don't worry!

There's plenty of room.

Come here.

Don't get under my feet!

There's some room over there. Ask if we can sit with them.

Are you sure? There's not much room.

Ask them politely to scoot over.

They don't look like they want to.

Skedaddle!

Old Skedaddle!

Excuse me?

You skedaddled when you smelled trouble!

You don't remember me?

Bernique.

Secondary school!

Tadpoles in Mrs Lampion's coffee!

Fishing wire in the spaghetti!

The math teacher's desk!

We sawed it in half!

We were suspended for 3 days!

- Bernique! - Skedaddle!

Sit with us, we can all squeeze in.

I insist, come on.

- It's your first time here? - Yes.

We usually go to the mountains.

You made the right choice!

There's nothing like the sea. And the prices here are reasonable.

- You think so? - Yes.

Look how adorable they are!

- It's love at first sight! - We'll soon be marrying them!

One less worry for us, honey.

Nicholas is all set!

Nicholas do you take Isabelle to be your wife?

I declare you man and wife.

Dear Mary Jane, our love is in danger...

Mum and Dad have decided to marry me by force.

I'll do everything I can to prevent this terrible project.

It'll clear up soon.

Yeah. It's just a shower, they never last long.

- My parents want to marry me by force. - They can't do that!

Forced marriages have always existed.

Even when you're grown up, parents decide who you'll marry.

Become a priest! That way you can't get married.

Mary Jane wouldn't like that.

I know!

Make the girl's parents dislike you and they'll call it off.

How do I do that?

My sister was dating a boy

and when my parents found out he drank, she had to stop seeing him.

Parents are always afraid their daughter will marry an alcoholic.

But I'm not an alcoholic!

Liqueur chocolates.

Mum says I can't eat them

'cause they're filled with alcohol. They'll make you totally drunk!

What's it feel like?

Sweetheart...

We heard the kiddo was sick.

Indigestion. Too much candy, no doubt.

Pet, what's wrong with you?

My poor little treasure.

My poor little angel.

It backfired. They feel sorry for him. She called him "my little angel".

- No way! - I swear it's true.

- We have to go, I reserved a table. - We can't leave him!

Of course not, the poor dear.

Isabelle will stay with him.

Won't you, dear?

That's perfect.

Don't worry, honey, Isabelle will stay with you.

We'll be right back after dinner.

Get some rest.

Give me a kiss!

A kiss!

A kiss!

Okay, listen.

What a girl's parents care about, is whether the boy's parents are rich.

If the boy's parents are rich, then the girl's parents

want their daughter to marry him.

But if the boy's parents are poor,

the girl's parents will forbid her to see him.

They'll make up an excuse, but in fact it's 'cause he's poor.

- Even that makes you cry? - No, the sun's in my eyes!

So what should I do?

Make them believe you're poor, by Jove!

How's things, Nicholas?

Okay.

Doesn't look like it. You're not enjoying your holiday?

Yes, but...

it's too bad it'll be the last time.

The last time? Why's that?

Because of Dad's problems. We won't have enough money next year.

Your dad has worries?

He lost his job because of his boss

who ran off with all the company's money.

He ran off with the till?

And his secretary!

Oh really?

But Dad said it was okay because we had money on the side

and that we'd be fine until he found a new job.

So I asked which side the money was on.

- Dad laughed, but not Mum. - Why not?

'Cause Granny went to the casino with the money.

Dad went all white.

Oh yeah?

Almost every week since then,

men in grey suits knock at the door.

We have to freeze and pretend no one's home.

How does your dad support the family?

Sometimes he steals.

He steals?

He has to. Sometimes Mum says there's nothing to eat for dinner.

So Dad goes to the supermarket and steals food.

Other times we go to bed without dinner.

Then I dream I'm eating plum pie.

It was my favourite pie back in the days before we were poor.

Here you go. Enjoy your dinner!

Here you go. Enjoy your dinner.

Good evening! Shall we sit together?

- Well... - We've already started.

- In that case, enjoy your dinner. - Likewise.

I can't do this.

Skedaddle! Get back over here!

We'll work something out. Come on!

There we go!

What'll you have? Lobster? Crab? Whatever you like, it's on me!

- Why? - There's no reason.

Yes, why?

Because I feel like it!

Children should enjoy their holiday and not worry about grown-ups' problems!

To better days!

- What do we say, Nicholas? - It smells bad.

Nicholas!

That's a very nice ring.

It's a family heirloom. I've had it for ages.

- You've never thought of selling it? - I wouldn't dream of it!

It's much to your credit!

Bosses might have no morals, we have our dignity!

I think you're rather harsh.

They're human beings too.

They have flaws and qualities.

- Just the same. - Yes, just the same.

You always stand up for him.

You do! You forgive him everything.

You must understand that Mr Moucheboume, my husband's boss...

No! We don't need to know.

That's right, they don't need to know.

I must say I admire your courage and integrity.

Well, thank you.

Let me tell you something else.

Back in school,

you weren't my best friend.

I know.

But today, it would be you.

- Me too! - We won't lose sight of each other.

What if we went to the casino?

No!

I mean, we're having a wonderful time here.

Let's just enjoy it.

Eat, drink and be merry.

It's nicer out today.

No French. Too bad for me.

Are you from around here?

I was speaking English to you!

It's okay, never mind.

What'll it be?

It's good to see a Parisian in Paris!

I'm Norman.

Normandy is lovely.

I'm actually not from Paris either.

I'm from Franche-Comté. But my mother...

Let me know when you're ready to order.

Hello.

Hello! Are you going to your secret spot?

Yes. Would you like to come?

Sure.

I understand! It's beautiful here.

And it's very peaceful.

Don't tell anyone. It's my secret.

Cross my heart.

Do you like naturalism?

Naturalism...

Yeah, sure. I like nature, the trees and all that.

Good. Me too!

Oh, I see. Now I get it. Naturalism...

Come on in!

Come on, don't be a prude!

Me a prude?

Not at all!

I'm coming!

I'll see you at the rock!

Come on, the water's great!

Look who's here!

Nice day, huh?

Affirmative! In my opinion it won't last.

You think so?

Let me help you.

That's enough, thank you!

- You're welcome. - Have a nice day.

You too!

- Give your wife our regards. - Sure thing.

A kiss...

I see only one solution.

- We force them to leave. - Leave?

Yes. So they forget about the marriage.

We have to find something that'll scare them, so they clear off!

- I know! - No, I know!

- What? - I don't know. What about you?

We'll put a snake in their bed.

A snake?

- What kind of snakes are they? - Vipers.

Vipers?

Yes. And if the eggs are here, the mother can't be far.

What do you see?

What do you see?

Do you see a snake?

Tell me! What do you see?

Hey, guys, watch out! There's a snake.

Are vipers nice?

No. If they bite you, you die within five minutes.

The snake... Turn around, guys!

What do we do now?

The eggs!

We'll hide them in the Bernique's room.

- When they hatch, snakes galore! - Good idea!

Oh no!

- It's strange, he didn't reply. - Who?

Mr Moucheboume didn't answer my card and yet I gave him the address.

Maybe it got lost.

Or maybe some clown at the office threw it away.

Those things happen, you know.

- But if I send another one... - Would you stop obsessing!

It's childish!

Childish? What's childish about it?

You're right, it's not childish.

Thank you.

It's submissive.

Come on! Slowly!

Magnificent!

Give me those lips!

That's it!

You're gorgeous!

What a beauty!

I can't hear!

She's gorgeous!

You're my actress! You're my star!

Let the champagne flow!

"Dear Mr Moucheboume...

"I hope you're well.

"Thanks to you, we're having a splendid holiday.

"The entire family says hello and thanks you.

"Yours truly!"

What a loser.

Mr Moucheboume,

faced with the indifference and contempt you have shown towards me,

despite my many years of loyal service,

I see no other solution than to hand in my resignation,

effective as of today!

And while we're at it,

I've always despised your hysterical hyena-laugh.

Boss...

Pour me a whiskey.

I don't have any whiskey.

A glass of apple cider?

Wise choice.

Here he is. I'll let you talk to him.

Mr Moucheboume!

Hello, old boy, enjoying yourself?

Yes, thank you.

Glad to hear it. I wanted to thank you for your postcard.

It made me very happy. I truly appreciate it.

Not everyone is so thoughtful and I wanted to thank you!

You needn't have gone to the trouble.

Yes, it's important!

We all work hard

and rarely have time

for this kind of thing.

Get lots of rest, because I have plans for you

- when you get back. - Plans?

Big plans!

We'll talk about it later.

In the meantime, enjoy yourself, old boy.

Have a nice holiday!

Thank you, Mr Moucheboume.

Goodbye, Mr Moucheboume!

Mail Pickup: 11:00 am.

Look!

Look!

Mr Bernique?

Mrs Bernique?

Shut the door!

If anything goes wrong, swear you'll never tell my parents

that it was my idea!

Cross our hearts!

Look. That's the pipe for the shower.

And that's the sewage pipe.

Crépin, come here.

If we hook up the two pipes,

the Berniques will be in for a big surprise

next time they take a shower.

Let's go!

I'll stand on guard!

Here.

You lost this.

Mary Jane's bracelet! I've been looking for it for days.

Thank you.

Why don't you ever talk?

Because...

I'm shy.

Isabelle is a really swell girl.

We spent the whole day together and had a great time!

Look!

The boys weren't too pleased at first.

What's she doing here?

- Yeah! Why'd you bring her? - We don't play with girls!

If she comes over, we won't talk to her!

But they quickly changed their minds.

After that,

they all wanted to show her what they could do.

Hey, Isabelle, look!

Isabelle, look at me!

Hey, Isabelle, look!

Look! Look!

Isabelle, look!

It doesn't even hurt!

Okay, see you tomorrow.

Yeah, see you tomorrow.

Mary Jane is a lucky girl.

Do you take Isabelle as your wife?

I do.

The shower!

I promise you, it's never happened before!

I overhaul the plumbing every year.

The bill.

I didn't count the scrambled eggs.

By Jove, I don't believe it!

- What's the thingamajig called? - A distributor.

I called the mechanic. He's a friend. He'll fix it in no time.

- The sheets were changed. - And the plumbing has been repaired.

You see?

Everything's been thoroughly cleaned!

Cut!

I've read the same sentence three times!

Would you mind telling him he's not alone?

- Me? - Yes, you.

They surely have a permit.

A permit to ruin our holiday?

I'm sure it won't last. They don't work much in the movies.

Silence, please!

Darling...

You know I adore you, right?

But what did I say?

Did I say like a soldier?

No!

I said mysterious...

Sensual!

A... qua... tic.

Let's do it again!

Are you ready?

Camera!

Action!

Cut!

What a dumbbell!

I've had enough.

Honey...

I said "mermaid" not "jellyfish"!

Take it from the top.

Sorry to interrupt you in the midst of...

whatever this is... but you're being very loud.

Camera!

I'm talking to you!

I don't know who you are, but this isn't Cinecitta.

This is Bains-les-Mers!

So stop hollering! We're on holiday and we'd like to rest.

Is that clear?

You see, it wasn't that difficult.

Hey, we're on holiday! Turn it down!

Excuse me, ma'am.

I'm the assistant of Massimo Massini,

the famous producer you just...

briefly spoke with.

Mr Massini wishes to apologize.

He wasn't aware of the noise pollution he was creating.

He asked me to say he's sincerely sorry.

Five minutes more and you'd have dealt with me!

To make up, Mr Massini would like to invite you

to a party he's throwing tonight at the Mocambo.

He'd be delighted if you came.

- That man has some nerve. - Come on, it might be fun!

Tell what's-his-face we'll come.

What?

We haven't gone out since we got here!

What about the little black dress you wore to Aunt Simone's funeral?

Uncle Albert loved it.

He'd lost his mind! He thought I was Aunt Simone young.

You were beautiful anyhow.

Funeral attire for a big bash isn't ideal!

Do you have it or not?

- Yes! - There you go!

Dad?

How did you and Mum meet?

- I never told you the story? - No.

- It was at a ball. - A ball?

No one dared ask your mother to dance because she was so pretty.

So I plucked up my courage and I invited her.

Did you dance?

All night long!

They had to throw us out at the end!

Will you dance tonight?

You better believe it!

Look how pretty your mother is.

Shall we?

Can I watch TV tonight?

No TV! In bed at nine o'clock.

Not for too long. A kiss?

All night long, I thought about Mum and Dad.

I thought they were very lucky to be so in love,

and that they'd have a swell time.

I can tell I won't like this. What if we left?

Relax! We said we'd have fun, and fun we'll have!

Dance with me, baby!

Stop acting silly.

I'll get us some drinks. It'll do you a world of good. Don't move!

There you are! Massimo insists on seeing you. Follow me.

Maestro.

My dear lady!

No thank you, my husband...

Champagne for the most expressive,

eloquent and convincing woman I've ever met!

You're exaggerating a little.

I never exaggerate! Life exaggerates.

Drink.

I have to be careful with liquor because...

Drink!

- How much is champagne? - It's on the house.

It's Massini's private party.

Wonderful! Two glasses, then.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

Her hair is gorgeous.

Great volume and contrast!

It'll be fab under the lights.

Leave her alone! She's not a piece of merchandise!

- Are you? - No, that I'm not.

Have a seat.

When I saw you on the beach today,

it was like a revelation! I said to myself, "That's a woman!"

She's the one I need!

What do you mean "the one you need"?

For my film! What else?

What else, of course!

What else?

"For my film"? What film?

Excuse me!

This is a private space.

- My wife is over there. - It's private.

Yes, but my wife...

Honey!

It's a magnificent story

about a strong...

beautiful, passionate woman.

Let me explain...

No actress. Me no actress.

It's of no importance.

Absolutely none!

What matters is temperament, and character.

But of course it's important!

Okay, I was in a few school plays, but that's nothing like...

You think I'm a has-been? A loser?

Not at all.

I've produced 15 films!

In Rome, people call me "Maestro" in the street!

American actresses fly from Hollywood to audition for me!

And I don't even receive them.

I've been searching for the heroine of my film for one year.

And today, I found her. It's you.

Volcano Woman, Thunder Woman,

the mother, the sister, the lover... all in one body!

Dance with me.

That's my wife.

- I'm telling you, she's my wife! - I've had it now!

Honey!

Why isn't Mum here?

She wanted to stay.

Why?

Because she was having fun.

- And you weren't? - No, I wasn't.

But she'll come home, when she's done having fun?

You know, Nicholas, sometimes mums and dads...

In the beginning, everything's fine...

Or that's what you want to think.

You imagine that... But it's not always simple...

You want different things and not necessarily at the same time.

So you try to come to an agreement,

make compromises...

Madam.

Promise me you'll consider my proposal.

You could become a star. A big star!

I promise. I'll think about it.

That's enough! You naughty rascal!

I need time to think it over.

We didn't count the scrambled eggs.

Or the pastries.

Right, darling?

And should you ever come back,

we'll give you the blue room with a sea view.

So you're leaving, it's final?

- It's a real shame. - Sure is.

Once pigheaded, always pigheaded?

- It was good to see you. - I hope things improve.

What's that?

The weather!

Sure, it'll clear up soon. Won't it?

Yes, it'll clear up. We've had enough rainfall.

Look, the sun is coming out.

It's a real shame to leave now.

Right when the sun is coming out.

That's strange, I can't find my wallet or my chequebook.

Oh really?

- That's bothersome. - Yes, indeed.

Get up.

Looks like we'll be staying a few more days.

I'll need to call my bank.

Should I put it on the bill?

Short reckonings make long friends.

When I grow up, I'll be a ship's captain and I'll earn lots of money.

We'll travel to lots of fabulous places. Like Tahiti and Le Havre.

That is...

if you want to.

You okay?

I'm a little thirsty, would you mind getting me a cocktail?

A fruit cocktail.

With pineapple and coconut.

What are you waiting for, honey?

How does it feel to be a star?

I think you're overreacting to something that is still only a rumour.

They say he offered you the role.

Perhaps. But everything has happened so fast, I'm not sure

I fully realize.

Sweetheart?

Your fruit cocktail.

You're a dear, but I'm in the middle of an interview.

It's no doubt true, we all have things inside we're unaware of.

And then one fine day, someone...

a man... reveals your true self and you become another woman.

The person who was sleeping inside you awakens.

Someone who was just waiting to blossom,

to be born again.

What the...

For the end of the season,

the Hotel Beau-Rivage is organising a grand masked ball!

Tomorrow I leave and we'll never see each other again.

- It's not a fatality! - What's "a fatality"?

It's when life imposes something you don't like.

Like... eating beets.

- But we can do something about it. - What?

We'll run away to the old fortress.

No one will find us and we'll live happily ever after.

I'm not sure.

Are you afraid?

- No, that's not it. - Then what is it?

You're not free.

"Dear Mary Jane,

"I know that this letter will cause you pain."

No...

"Great pain.

"But too bad.

"I'm leaving you.

"Forever."

Are you sure?

"Because you're no longer the one I love.

"It's Isabelle."

And now you sign.

She won't be very pleased.

Are you coming?

Mummies! A splendid idea!

No, these are real bandages for our sunburns.

You scared me!

Not bad, huh?

Madam.

Sir.

Sir.

Let's dance.

Excuse us.

There's no more rabbits!

I can't just whip 'em up! There's no game left in this forest!

Here's to you!

I can't sleep anymore.

I can't eat anymore.

Come with me.

Run away with me tonight. All Rome will be at your feet!

And after Rome, Hollywood!

- Where're you going? - To check up on Nicholas.

It'll be just fine.

All it needs is some tidying up.

You'll see.

Come help me.

Be careful!

You picked it up like that!

Dinner's ready!

Hang on, I'm trying to light the candles.

"Dear Mum and Dad,

"Isabelle and I decided to run away

"and live together where no one will find us.

"In the beginning, I didn't want to get married,

"but then I changed my mind.

"Don't be sad, because we're very happy. Nicholas."

Isabelle left the same letter!

She took her suitcase and her clothes.

It was bound to happen.

When you treat kids the way you do, of course they run away!

With my daughter, no less!

What've I done to my son?

Stop playacting! We know you live in poverty.

What? I live in poverty?

- Everyone knows you're broke! - I'm broke?

- I'm broke? - Yes.

- I'm broke? - Stop it!

The urgent thing is to find them!

We'll send out a search party!

- I'll call the gendarmes. - Move aside.

Where are they?

I'll slap the first one who says they went to the old fortress.

Let's go!

We'll take my car, it'll be faster!

Thank you, Captain.

Yes, on the bill!

Nicholas!

Madam!

Wait for me!

Halt!

We'll catch them in a pincer movement!

You, that way.

And you, with me.

Isabelle!

Nicholas!

Hey, you!

What are you doing over there! I said in a line!

But...

There are no "buts". Get on with it!

But I...

Move it!

- I'm cold. - So am I.

Want to go home?

No, no! Be quiet, Massimo.

Please don't say another word!

Since that night, I haven't been myself.

It's as if the heavens had opened...

Rome, Hollywood, champagne, the easy life...

You're irresistible.

No one can resist you.

But...

I won't run away with you.

Because I know you, Massimo.

I know the kind of man you are.

I met the same kind when I was 20. His name was George.

He was handsome,

funny,

and ambitious.

But it was too much.

He did everything, he was everything.

And me...

I didn't exist.

And there was another boy who'd been courting me for some time.

Quietly, without making a fuss.

He was shy and awkward...

and somewhat touchy.

But... how can I explain it?

With him,

I felt like I was myself.

And so he's the one I chose.

And it's the choice I want to make again today.

Because underneath it all,

I think I love him.

No, don't insist! It's my decision and I ask you to respect it.

Thank you for your wonderful words, but I must go.

We mustn't see each other again.

Farewell.

Lordie be!

What's that critter?

Don't move, bunny.

Come to Daddy...

Come back, bunny!

What's this?

There's no fortress here!

The little brats pulled one over on us.

If the child's father were less rigid, such things wouldn't happen.

I think Nicholas has exactly the father he needs.

He's the one I chose and I ask you to stop criticizing my choice.

Are you ready for bed? I'm tired.

You want a kiss?

Get out from under my feet.

Are you coming?

I don't want to go home!

- Then I'll leave you here! - I don't want to be left here!

Eight hundred, nine, ten,

eleven... and 1,200.

The rich man is the one who pays his debts.

Very true.

Well then, goodbye.

Goodbye.

No hard feelings?

No hard feelings.

I forgot the phone calls! That'll be 53 francs.

Of course...

Let me get it.

I just need to...

You'd have done the same for me.

How much is it?

53 francs even.

Here you go.

No thanks, I don't like that.

When I get home, I'll write you every day.

You promise?

Here. That way you'll think of me.

What are you doing here?

And you?

Only three more days and they'll be back.

It'll be a long wait.

Holidays are fine and well, but it sure is nice to be home!

What are you doing?

Relaxing.

This isn't the moment!

We have to unpack, put the suitcases away,

uncover the furniture and put the rugs back.

What's the rush!

Tomorrow you'll be at work. I won't do it alone!

Do you hear me?

She has the right. She's tired.

Dear Isabelle, life is back to normal,

but I think about you all the time.

Hi, Nicholas!

Hi.

- Did you enjoy your holiday? - Yes. How about you?

Yes.

Did you get my letters?

In fact, I gave you the wrong address.

Did you really write me?

Yes, lots of times!

That's sweet of you.

You look nice with a tan.

Why don't you come over and play on Thursday?

Isabelle, I hope you're doing well.

The weather is nice with a few clouds.

Tomorrow, the forecast announces rain

with several sunny spells.

Nicholas.

"Dear Isabelle,

"I know this will hurt you,

"but I've thought it over

"and I think we should stop writing each other.

"Forever."

Subtitles: Julie Meyer

Subtitling TITRA FILM - Paris