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All right, good.

Music!

One, two!

Attention!

Georges Sarret,

Captain of the 8th mountain artillery battalion,

Medal of Honor,

11 reputations,

Knight in the Legion of Honor,

in the name of the president

and due to the power of attorney,

we nominate you

"Officer of the Legion of Honor",

as a military person.

Nice job, my boy.

Maybe you need this,

my mother has nothing against it.

I am not feeling well any longer in this town.

We were very happy in Marseille,

I asked for a shifting.

And what is about me?

Oh, you..., err,

I'm afraid after the funeral...

...you don't need me any longer?

Could you imagine to live in Bombay?

But Philo...

Philoi!

The street is my future,

I have nothing, no money,

no flat, nothing.

So either you marry me,

or you get off!

But you know, I can't marry you,

I explained it to you.

My wife disappeared!

And we were not divorced, ok?!

Get lost!

Philo, I love you

Disappear, go away, go away, go away, go away!

Get along with you,

disappear, get out!

Come on,

and don't make any noise, we have a dead person in here.

Philoi, I...

- Get off. -I love You. - Get off!

Disappear, get along with you!

Death grabbed brutal and took her home.

But well, she was nearly 92.

Colonel?

Doctor.

God save the King.

God save the King.

She loved you much, I know it.

Maitre Georges Sarret, lawyer.

Goodbye, Fraulein Schmidt.

Aua!

Aua.

Aahh...

Come on, come on!

Little french shit-officer, come on.

What?!

In German, if I am allowed to ask.

Come on you little German.

Come.

Why is Villette not going to marry you?

His wife got lost.

He never saw her again.

Well, war...

War...

is guilty on everything.

If there can't be adduced a proof of his wifes death,

a divorce is impossible.

The man isn't foolish!

Do you love him?

Georges, I have to marry to become a French.

Marriage is a good idea.

Your Villette, of course.

Everything will be fine.

Ah,

I found your wife.

Madame Villette.

Anxious?

Er, no. You can be ease, Monsieur

As expected, Madam Villette native Leoni Galone is dead.

She doesn't exist any more.

Dead, as you wished.

I would like to hear it in your own words.

Are you fine?

Well yes, it is ...em... fine that...

...she is dead,

it is... is very sadly.

I don't know anything to say.

Death certificate, registry office Muhlhausen.

Conveyance deed to the grave, on public cemetery for 30 years,

and added bill,

a tombstone bill,

compartment 13, square 6.

I renewed the inscription, in golden letters.

Oh, very kind of you.

The comprehension, I found there, was admirably.

We'll bring her flowers to the grave, my friend.

My hone'!-

Attention, taking. Watch the little bird...

Please don't move!

Thank you.

Catherine?

Georges Sarret

How are you?

Correct?

My younger sister!

Don't touch it, not my hair!

Maybe I killed your father, as I were a soldier!

Would be a joke, wouldn't it?!

Aha, a visitor!

It's me, Philomena!

Can I come in?

Just a moment, Madame Villette.

Oohh!

Catherine, your sister is upsetting!

See how fine she looks in white!

Ha?!

Take a seat.

Something to drink?

Yes.

Thanks, I feel bored downstairs.

Well,

I let you on your own.

You both have a lot to talk about, I guess?

Philomena,

I will spend time with your husband.

Oh!

Get up!

Get up Why? - Get up!

Slut, slut.

Aua!

Oohh!

Slut, little slut!

Tolerate each other!

Come on, Philomena,

give your sister a kiss!

Catherine, give your sister a kiss.

Philomena, kiss your sister!

My seeps?!

One, two,

three,

four,

five,

six, seven,

eight, nine,

ten, eleven,

Are you going away?

Hey!

No, no, no, no, no

Come, come, come,

Come!!

Come on, get up!

Come here, come, get in there.

In there!

Come in,

come in!

Place it there, please.

Place it there.

Thank you very much.

No, no, it's ok.

Fine, good.

Wait a moment. Just a moment, Monsieur!

Could you please move the beds next to each other?

Yes, Monsieur.

Yes? Thank you very much. Yes, of course, Monsieur. - Thanks.

Mirae?

Oh, Pardon.

Wait, I help you.

Come here, my sweetheart. Here, take it.

Come... Come here, my cutie. Here, take it.

Take it.

Catherine,

Catherine!

"Dem ist mein ganzes Herz..." Catherine?!

"...wu du nicht bist, kann ich nicht sein..."

Catherine!

Catherine!

Catherine!

Catherine!

Come here!!

Here in Paris...

come to bed, let's make love in Paris!

Catherine!

Catherine!

Catherine,

Catherine,

Would you like to be a French?

Mmhh? Do you want to be rich?

Very rich? Mhh.

Do you want to marry?

Do you know about a white wedding?

With You?

With me... A white wedding... Simple.

Take a seat.

Tell me, what are you living from at the moment?

Very little?

It is enough for me.

You are going to marry a beautiful young girl.

It is a small order from a german client.

War damage.

A girl in her best age.

Her name is Catherine.

Me and a marriage? I'm feeling fine, alone.

No you don't. Yes, yes, Monsieur Georges.

You don't know her, she is twenty years old.

Is she blond-haired?

Dark. A dark haired german girl is rare.

Very beautiful and hard-working.

Yes, but my Manie. What is about my Manie-game?

You will play Manie every day.

The young girl wants to be French.

We will help her. It is our obligation.

She will be french,

because she will be Madame Detreuil.

May I see her?

When am I able to see her?

Lucky?

Very lucky. - Here is the money.

Good to know that you don't have been there, It was gruesome.

He was sympathetic.

Very.

We should have ensured him.

Well...

a live insurance.

And now?

Yes, what will we do now?

We insure the next man!

Did you have any heartsickness?

No.

The lung? - No.

The stomach, the kidneys?

The sensory organs?

What?!

The sensory organs?!

You explain that you don't conceal something from me,

about your present and past health?

Yes.

Bravo, you are a real friend.

Tell it your doctor tomorrow.

Which doctor?

The doctor of the insurance company.

Of the insurance company? Why?

Deltreuil would like to have an insurance, now he has a family.

A life insurance?!

A life insurance, in favor of his charming wife.

Charming, charming.

No company will insure him in his condition.

He is a ruin.

You go through the customary examinations

and undersign the contract!

Instead of Detreuil.

How much...?

Five!

Exercise, please!

The signature is simple.

A childish handwriting.

No sensibility at all.

Deltreuil.

D, E, L, T, R, E, U, I,

L, no double L, just one!

Entitled in case of death?

My wife.

Catherine Detreuil.

Mmhh, Detreuil. In your condition you will become 100 years old.

My wish to you, Madame, that this fund,

paid in a case of sorrow, will give you peace,

maybe luck for your future.

The world is a sorrowful place,

but the fund will help you to path through without fear.

Always at your service, adored Madame.

He was a good guy.

Payment Detreuil, 2150 Franc,

Burial Deltreuil including tip,

1280. Presents to men of honor 4600

and marriage-bill Catherine, dress, flowers about 11790.

Cabbills, dinner, recherches and phone

21618, totally

67418 Franc.

Which I subtract

and collect without any extra money Please notice that.

And how do you call such little financial transaction?

General expense.

I call it theft.

132.600 Franc remaining,

I divide in two parts.

66300 Franc for me,

66300 Franc for you.

Right.

What will you two do with such an amount of money?

We are going to Paris. We will send you a picture postcard.

Come on, let us go!

Noemie, may I take off my jacket?

The meal heats me up. Just do it.

Feel free.

Do you know, the Suez-stocks at the stock market are recommendable?

They are stably.

Could be a little bit more saffron in it.

No.

Not at all.

Haven't you been missionary in Cambodia?

Yes, I met him during my return trip on the ship.

Hoop!

Love at first sight.

Exactly on the equator.

Oh, he had a problem with god.

And the younger Chinese at the missionary school.

But with my help he outgrowed that.

Oh, pleas excuse me.

How much do you want? 500 Madame.

250! Oh, that is poor.

You collect antique objects?

Oh, well, it is a kind of hockshop.

Do you know, I just have thought about,

maybe we should...

use some dealings of our friend Maitre Sarret?

No! Gold.

I am like the holy Thomas.

I only believe in what I see.

Gold is gold, it doesn't lie.

Hallo! I am here.

Ah, you are here. Yes!?

Was it nice in Paris?

I don't know.

I don't know, come here!

I am delighted to see you.

Kiss me. Come on.

It is not the right moment.

Shit. Just kiss me.

Aren't you pleasured to see me?

I am delighted. I told you before.

Well, than kiss me. I am delighted.

Come on, kiss me.

What a nice hat.

Kiss me, just kiss me.

Very expensive!

Luxury girl!

Great, nice luxury girl.

You are crazy!

Crazy! You..

You are really crazy!

Do I blame you?

Aren't you happy to see me again?

Away, get off here!

Come on, get off here!

Damned! Get off!

Go out of my sight!

Go away. Go away!

Come on! Get off!

Get off! Damned!

She is mad!

Come on! Come here!

Come here!

Don't you listen? Come here!

Undress! I am waiting!

Forward!

Pimp!

Oh, she is disgusting!

He is not bad.

Do you think?

Are they rich?

Not bad.

I just know, how they became rich.

Not enjoyable.

I like you, Georges.

You are always convinced in what you say.

With a guy like you, even a murderer would have the chance to save his head!

That was worth the looking, or? Yes.

Money disgusts me!

It kills love.

I did not bring you to this opinion.

My dear.

So, 50:50!

Don't tickle me! No, stop it now.

Get down. Put your head down.

It is not working this way.

Sit up.

No no. Get down again. Sit normal.

Wait.

We need two bathtubs.

Philomena, Catherine, help me.

Come on Catherine, do something.

Leave it there.

Just a moment, I will do it.

So, now go on.

There is something left. Come on, move!

What are you waiting for?

No, no. Let it be. Let it.

Than we got rid of it and tomorrow in the morning we can sleep as long as we want.

Catherine, stop that tinkling! I don't understand my own words.

Better help us! Just let her have fun.

Not every day is a day to celebrate.

Ah, Georges.

Do you know, what he answers?

Luck is left for the dumb!

Let, let, let, let.

Let, let go.

Give it to me!

There!

Why did you do this?

Tell me! Why?

I don't understand it.

Do you understand, Philomena?

You have killed two people.

Santa Clause arrives in the evening.

Try it the whole night if you need the time.

Tomorrow at 11 o'clock you will be Chambon...

...you will be Chambon.

A Monsieur Chambon is going to sign a letter of attorney to lawyer Sarret.

Present here.

Try to appreciate my trust.

The lovely Chambon.

The hairline is on the right.

Well. Alright, Monsieur Chambon.

Chambon!

Goodbye, Monsieur Chambon, have a nice trip.

You can sleep assuaged, we know lawyer Sarret very well.

Beautiful!

Isn't it a little bit eccentric?

I am crazy. I buy...

..I buy it.

I do a deposit now. How much Monsieur Chambon?

I am not Chambon, Madame.

I am his person in charge.

I don't negotiate with somebody. I would like to speak to the owner.

He is in the Switzerland.

What is he doing in a foreign country?

A unlucky love story.

An controverted ardor.

A jealous husband.

Flee. Escape.

Italian lakes, clouds, jeopardies.

The love, Madame.

I have to learn this man.

Couldn't you let him arrive? Difficult.

Incognito.

Without cash.

Maybe we can...

help him with a train ticket. Including return journey, of course.

Toward...

and back!

Monsieur Chambon has arrived.

Welcome, Monsieur Chambon.

How was it in the Switzerland?

Clean, very clean.

Adored Madame,

Monsieur Chambon,

a little signature.

What are you looking for? Bones or what?

Catherine!

Catherine! Yes, I am coming.

Don't speak with a mouth full.

Damned shit!

Stupid cow!

Up here. I place you in the water.

Yes, something, but I don't know what.

But what? That is, what it is about.

To know about it, I invited you.

In Marseille are such kinds of smell...

Well, Marseille. That is right. But we are in Akes.

I am sorry, but I don't smell anything.

A little bit it is smelling like...

like a pigpen.

Damned. I don't have a pigpen.

This is an insult.

You can't decide to the smell.

The man who leased this house is known as very honorable.

Maitre Sarret bestows a lot of money to the diocese

and you want to assume him something? No, no.

What do you want to do? A trial?

Against Maitre Sarret and his relations?

Besides, I insure you, I smell nothing.

You can speak easy. You don't have to live here.

Well Monsieur, don't be afraid.

To sell now is not the right moment.

Falling tendencies at the stock market.

For you there never is the right moment.

Georges, do you think we are beginners?

I will bring you the dessert.

Jewelry! Jewelry?

Ladies...

Wait, we are coming, we are coming...

We are coming!

There is the future. There.

If somebody would help me...

a man who has to live a year. If it is much.

One year?

Your shoemaker? I donate him to you.

Could you repair my heel?

Are you feeling better, today?

I I always would have been cherished

like now. I would be in good condition again!

I have your documents with me.

Yes, this is very kindful.

And a rosary...

It will help you.

It isn’t that urgent. Sure...

Name? Delorenzo.

First name?

Alberto. Profession?

Shoemaker.

Legal heir in case of death?

Maitre Georges Sarret.

Did you have any heart-, lung-, stomach-, kidneysickness?

Illness of sensory organs?

Of sensory organs! No no no.

Do you explain to conceal nothing about your actual fitness,

as well as your fitness in the past? Yes!

Depending to smoking!

The world is a sorrowful place,

but due to the Fratanelle

the sun will shine at the end.

Always at your service.

Faster! Faster! Faster!

Have you thought about your future?

No! About your children?

No! About your parents?

A life insurance will let you be free from such problems!

This is an sharp idea!

Imagine, Catherine would subscribe 5 insurances.

Why not 10?

To much! 5 are enough.

5 contracts in 5 different cities!

Why me and not Philomena?

The younger the insurant, the fewer the bonus.

Thank you.

No. 5 contracts signed by Catherine Schmidt,

in favor of Philomena Schmidt. But I don't want to die. Are you crazy?!

In the right moment Philomena will find a...

hopeless sick girl. Ready to die.

Let us say, tuberculosis.

We will wait for her natural death.

Than we give her the identity of Catherine Schmidt.

How about, my Ladies?

Well done!

My husband died and left a remarkable fortune behind,

but no child.

No heirs!

So I decided,

to use my fortune to beneficence.

I try to find a poor girl.

For example an young orphan!

God prescribes us our tasks, doesn't he, Doctor?

Can I count on you?

Fine! Beautiful!

It is expensive!

The party will not be associated with my person.

She is not compromised through this scandal.

I retire from the candidacy for the election in may.

I bear the consequences without bitterness,

so that I am able to defend myself better.

I hope you appreciate this.

But I insist on

your nomination,

and your selection of,

instead of me,

my friend Georges Sarret!

Who is the best trained person for such an important task.

My dear, not here. Get off with this things, disappear!

One moment, please!

Maitre, Maitre, a phone call ! I beg your pardon.

Maitre, I am afraid, it is a little bit too much for us.

Am I allowed?

Everything works fine,

we are pleased, Mr. President!

I think Marseille is strong enough.

Allright! Evidently

Don't move, please. Look here, please!

I will tell him, Mr. President.

Don't move!

All bonuses every quarter of a year and all the other charges...

Do you have a problem with Ultimo?

Ultimo? I beg you.

Start, middle and end of a month.

Have you found the upcoming corpse of Catherine at least?

I have enough of paying the fees.

Find the rarely bird, if you are as clever.

Can you imagine me to be a benefactress?

No.

What should I say?

Catherine signed the insurance to your favor,

it was here good right.

You find nobody who takes her place in the coffin.

I never had problems with insurances.

Well, I will find a way to pay further as normal.

Or I will kill my sister and take the money.

You are a monster.

I let you know as fast as it was possible.

Taken to hospital, 8 days ago.

In this case I am sure that I don't mislead!

This young girl is very very ill.

Underfed. Never helped by a doctor.

A lung like a riddled canvas.

A very ragged heart

just a poor misery!

She would be too much work for us.

Not enough manpower, understand?

Unpaired?

Of course, without any family.

No relatives, an orphan, guaranteed.

Oh, how heartful you are.

It is, forgive me my god,

a wonder.

She has one. I believe Philomena

has found her.

Is it true? I hope so!

How nice would it be, if it would be over.

Not bad, what?

You are very beautiful.

The man on the poster...

represents confidence.

The people don't elect just somebody!

I should not have come back.

Today, you will tell me your name.

I beg you.

I have something for you.

Look!

And here.

It is nice, isn't it??

Gabriele?

Maria Teresa?

Ok, I go now!

And I will never come back.

Stay!

My name is Magali Amber.

Finally.

My lovely junior,

I just want to help you, do you understand?

Hermine!

Get your clothes on. You are shameless.

Hermine, Catherine,

I am melancholic.

You remind me on your sister, Catherine.

There is the new Catherine Schmidt.

Widowed Detreuil.

This is Magali,

Hermine will look after you.

Exclusively after you.

Compliment.

I am going to get camphor, stay here, Catahrine. Stay with her, Hermine.

Thanks.

Do you remember something?

He was a brave man.

We will go out a lot with her.

Much drinking, much smoking, few sleeping.

Destroy her!

Can I go out with you?

Lung sick people are strange.

Deep dispear, depressions,

but also a enormous life-hunger.

It effects strongly on sexual behaviour.

Maitre Sarret has his midday tantrum.

What kind of tantrum?

Catherine, my dear,

your sister has fulfilled her mission impressively.

Now it is your turn.

You are going to

seduce the young girl.

Spend your nights with her

and we will win several months.

But I find nothing interesting in women...

Doesn't matter!

What does Philomena think?

If Catherine agrees,

I will replace her in housekeeping, of course.

You are coughing.

Here, take it. Change this.

Give it to the man, he will give you jettons instead.

Than you can play.

You win!

Are you happy? Yes!

Do you want to place some? Yes.

26.

You are coming back late!

You old pig.

Was it nice with the cameleer?

1000 and 1 night.

For your ties.

Hermine,

I am hungry.

Sugar? 2.

Thank you.

Take a seat.

And if Madame surprises us?

The pie!

Music, Maestro!

I did the pie myself, Magali.

You have to blow them off at once and if...

one is left... You are going to marry this year.

Do I have another try?

Again.

I am tired...

Good night!

Thank you.

Very beautiful. Do you like it?

Do you like it?

No. No, please. I am going to bed now.

Good night.

Hermine? Could you come here?

Music!

Catherine.

It is Catherine. I am not guilty.

Such an idiot!

They Pay.

The insurances pay.

Whom do they pay? You, Philomena Schmidt,

widowed Villette.

Married Sarret.

Is the little sister not here?

Don't move.

Thank you.