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LADY KILLER

Well then, will you open the door?

Well, this isn't bad.

It was deliberate that you locked up, right?

You paint your nails all red, you go to the hairdresser's place.

This is my own doing, go ahead.

Don't shake, you'll shake the burgundy.

You've been sitting around in your slippers for eight days.

But then he returns from maneuvers and again, perfume is in the air.

The toilet and maintenance are professional obligations.

I asked you to cut the sausage!

That, that's a professional obligation.

- Your place is at the cash register. - No but, would you be jealous?

And if I were?

One blow of the trumpet and you can't hold your place.

Listen, they'll march,

and go on, amuse yourself by filling up the sidewalk, and you'll see.

- Where is he? I don't see him. - That's the one, the second to the right,

that's the Lady Killer.

Thanks to this little masterpiece, he arrived during maneuvers.

Yes, a widow at that, with whom I dined. It's very bad.

"My commander, I believe it's my duty to inform you that over six months,

"I've changed nine times.

"I had a handsome man who'd take them young or a little unripe,

"a certain Lady Killer, who serves in your regiment, who terrifies everyone.

"This is in the hope that you'll want to intervene, etc..."

And it's signed Madame Widow Duchamps, founder of the soldier's recreation.

Yes, I already received several of the same kind.

- Did you throw them in the garbage? - I hear that.

Bourrache is an exemplary, intelligent, punctual, sober officer.

He pleases women, why, how, that...

He's the Lady Killer, everyone calls him that.

My commander, the marshall of the lodges Bourrache, he's here.

Have him come in!

Anyway, I must alarm him.

Advance.

Bourrache, I commend you on your engagement at Fort Morar.

- Yes, my commander. - Do you intend to re-enlist?

No, my commander.

Then...

would it be too much to ask for you to leave the fairer sex alone for a bit?

Someone's writing me, someone's complaining.

Can't you at least leave the women of Madame Duchamps alone?

- Ha, is she the one who complained? - Notably.

Ha, well this is too much.

You know, my commander, that Madame Duchamps founded...

- the soldier's recreation and library? - Yes.

My faith, that pleased me a lot, I love to read.

Something you don't know is that the books aren't all at the library,

some are with Madame Duchamps. Those that I was looking for, principally.

So you went there often...

Well yes, because I'd begun to read the complete works of Dumas.

Then I saw Madame Duchamps... me I'm the one who sees nothing.

Only they, the women, they saw me. Then she kicked them out.

And then one day Madame Duchamps played the big game.

Commander, I was in Africa and I was working hard.

And well, for the first time in my life, I was afraid, my commander.

Ah yes, afraid in front of the widow Duchamps.

Nevertheless, I didn't write you to complain.

Say then, you don't tire yourself too much?

Ah, it's a good bed, my friend. Especially when one is alone.

That, that's a big caliber!

- Take them, they're on the table. - Ah, a little gift?

Yes.

I found that there, with other things and then piles of letters.

Yes, there are some, are they funny?

Oh, it's been a while since that's made me laugh, I didn't even smile.

- Pity on you! - Do you want a little sock in the teeth?

Don't refuse that, my friend.

What can they be talking about inside?

Oh surely the same old stories.

They're alone, they're bored.

Me, I'm with them when I'm bored.

Ha, all that, that can't be worth a good friend, believe me.

Say then, can I open this?

The little bird? Yes, if you want, she didn't send a gift.

- Yes, and well the bird sends you 100 bullets. - No kidding?

And well, then again, it'll cost me 10 rounds to send it back.

Here, the honor is yours.

Thank you.

Is it possible?

You need to keep that for polishing the buttons. It's copper water.

Good, go, I understand.

Come on, my little father, we'll go have lobster with Father Cailloux.

With Father Cailloux? But if you see his wife...?

His wife, it's all the same to me, it's the lobster that interests me.

I'll warn you right now, by the way, I'm not there.

Oh but me neither, but don't worry, we'll manage.

- Let's go, we'll see after. - Yeah, enough deprivation.

As you were saying, sir.

Father Cailloux's lobster, you know...

Hey, do you realize?

Glory!

They got 200 from him like that. It's sold in the whole department.

- Can we get it at least? - Well no, the rights of the author and all that.

And it's the father's touch that revived me for a series on horse and in color.

That'll end with you turning your head.

You're crazy.

- Did you see? - You could've let me believe she was for me!

- Hello gentlemen. - Good evening, Madame.

- Hold on, here's the Lady Killer. - Good evening, good evening.

Good evening, gentlemen.

- Here? - Yes.

- For these two gentlemen, two places? - Ah no, thank you, we're not eating.

Ingrate, couldn't you tell me one kind word?

Two quarts Vichy.

- Eight days without a word from you. - I'm arrived, I'm here, what.

- To taunt me? - But no, for much simpler reasons.

Your husband, your husband...

Félix, put the Pouilly on ice and the Chateau-Neuf in the room.

I smell the lobster.

- Mmm, that smells good. - Oh yes.

You'll have to tell me about the new ones over there.

- Over there? - Go, attack.

Say, in your opinion, eating lobster at this temperature, it's not dangerous?

Ah, I won't risk it myself.

And well, you see, it's always the civil ones who are most courageous.

Yes.

What are they saying?

Oh, the jokes of officers, don't pay attention.

He thinks it's funny.

Does he think the lobster is funny?

I cut it alive, Monsieur! And burn it until it dies.

Does he think it's funny?

You remember, the last time when it was scratched.

Oh, say, gentlemen!

You come here to take two quarts Vichy and you allow yourselves...

What, someone has more of a right to evoke memories now?

Ah yes, but to claim this lobster isn't good, anyway...

- It smells like corn starch. - It smells like...?

You say it smells like starch, a sauce linked to the cream, Monsieur.

Hold that for me, put your nose there.

- And then, do you have a stuffy nose? - The odor isn't bad, but the taste?

Well then, I won't allow someone to doubt my cuisine.

You'll taste it for me. Félix!

- But no, I'm not hungry. - Just a piece. Félix!

- But no, I'm not hungry. - Just a piece.

Félix! Two places.

But no, stop yelling, it's really no trouble.

A bottle of Pouilly and two glasses!

This one then, it's strong. I'm taking everyone to witness!

And if these gentlemen are honest, they'll recognize their error.

This is really to please you, you know.

- Nothing of the best pieces here... - Ah my lobster, is it bad?

I'll slap you until your stomach hurts.

My lobster, is it bad? This one is strong.

Then? Are you making marshal Bourrache come?

Here, my commander.

Bourrache, I received another complaint about you.

Another?

You know how in the small towns, people don't know what to do, then...

Yes, but this time, it's not a woman.

It's a notary.

A notary?

When your aunt died, you asked me 2 days to attend her funeral? In Cannes?

Well, I had to do that for her, my commander.

You had to for her.

And you took advantage of these two days to go where?

Well my commander, I don't like burials, whether I followed the convoy or not,

that wouldn't have changed anything.

So I took advantage of the two days to go back to Lyon.

Your aunt's notary wanted to see you.

She left small debts, surely, but that...

She left you 10,000 francs.

And he wrote me to ask if you were dead too.

He must be reassured, my commander, he must be reassured right away.

- Marnouillet, is it very close to Cannes? - Yes, yes.

- In a day, you can go down and come back up? - Yes, yes.

- Good, I'm granting you 24 hours. - Thank you, my commander.

You can break. Yes, but... not for Lyon, eh!

For Cannes.

"Night Telegraph"

Monsieur... Monsieur!

- I'd like to send an urgent telegram. - There are templates on the desks.

This is to ask for money, I left the casino, I don't have a penny anymore.

Is depositing my watch a guarantee?

No, no, that's prohibited.

But there's a jewelry store straight out that's open all night long.

- They can do that for you. - Thank you.

"URGENT FORTY THOUSAND"

"FIFTY"

If I were in your place, I would have put sixty.

10,000 more or less, what difference does it make...

It's a good idea, thank you.

Ah, for other people's telegrams, one always finds the text easily.

Me, I had big difficulties with mine.

Anyway, you don't want me to write yours, do you?

Bah, that would suit me very well, only I don't know...

if you know how to warn your commander that you missed a train.

"Sorry I missed my train."

But he'd think I was making fun of him.

- "Delighted to have missed my train." - Well, he'd take that rather badly.

"Missed my train, taking the next one."

Well yeah, but you see, the next one leaves in an hour.

And so?

And so, I'm under the impression that I'll miss it as well.

- Because of what? - Because of you...

Yes, I'm sure you'll want to get some fresh air...

and afterwards get a refreshment, isn't that right?

What will the commander say?

Oh, the commander would say in a case like that,

I won't be able to repeat it to a woman like you.

- Will you be punished? - At least I'll know why.

Come on.

If you may, let's dispatch that, eh?

Does this amuse you?

Telegram please.

The name, is this Jean-Pierre Moreaux or Moreux?

- Is it Moreaux or Moreux? - Moreaux.

Moreaux.

- You've played, eh? - An hour, to distract myself.

- Are you bored here? - Does that surprise you?

There's the sea, the boats, the people passing by.

I'm bored everywhere.

Maybe that's because you are too beautiful...

and that you too easily obtain what you want.

It's not stupid, what you're saying.

But anyway, there are still people who wear the uniform and have common sense.

Take the example, earlier, of the telegraph,

- it's luck that I saw your hands first. - You're not friendly.

No, sorry, you must understand me.

Earlier, if I'd seen your eyes first,

I wouldn't have dared speak to you.

- Nevertheless, you don't seem shy. - That depends who I'm with.

- In fact, you didn't even introduce yourself, Monsieur. - Yes, that's true.

Well, my name is Lucien.

Not very pretty, eh?

But on intimate terms, I have another name.

Will you tell me?

This is the first time that I've found it stupid in front of a woman.

I'll keep it to myself.

- Lady KIller. It's stupid, huh? - Why?

And you, what's your name?

- My name is Madeleine. - Madeleine. That's nice, Madeleine.

Do you know all the women look at you?

Oh well, an officer, that's something to see.

Besides, between us, these men return it well.

- Have you finished looking at that officer? - What officer?

If you think I don't see your game, go away!

He's in red and white, but I was in blue in the trenches, that's the difference.

You'd be wrong to think he's the only one.

Oh, but you still provoke a little irritation.

I didn't know that hair could smell so good.

Do you come often to Cannes?

No, this is the first time, I came to collect a small inheritance.

Like everyone, but do you know what to do with it?

Oh, you know me, money, for me it's the same, I can pass over some very well.

You're lucky.

Ah, if it were a big sum, that'd be different, but 10,000 francs...

But there are people who've won a fortune playing 10,000 francs.

But there are also people who've lost 10,000 francs before winning a fortune.

- Listen... - What?

To meet a woman one evening without knowing anything about her,

and telling her: "my money, here it is, play it,"

Wouldn't you find that funny?

Not at all, not at all.

Is he perhaps an adventurer?

- No. - The telegraph incident, a conspiracy?

- No. - The vamps of the casino, there are plenty you know...

Not you.

There are some so cunning that they warn their victims of what awaits.

Ah yes?

- Hold on, take the money. - Don't have so much trust!

- Go play. - Never in my life, let's see.

Today is not a day like the others,

and in these times one must do things unlike the others.

I only wanted to see if you had confidence, that's what amused me.

And if I ask you for it now?

Winning or losing, to me it's the same. You know what interests me?

It's to be here, myself, in this room,

and to have a heart beating strong. Very strong.

Not for the money. For the idea awaiting you.

- And if I didn't come back? - This is a game that amuses me.

Go take everything, and the pin with it.

Go.

I'm sure you'll win.

"The party has started"

Monsieur, a ticket for you.

- For me? - Yes, from the blonde lady with the...

Ah yes. Well, for tonight you can tell her... "complete."

- Good, Monsieur. - There it is.

- You aren't asking me anything? - Oh, I already understand.

I'm so annoyed with all these jokes.

- Are you sure that I played them at least? - Ah alas!

I was too confiding then at one fell swoop.

But me too, they had me come at one fell swoop.

Bills are left for me in balance.

- Are you upset? - Me? But since I know you...

- Do you want to dance? - No, that made me nervous.

Would it not bother you to accompany me home?

Sincerely not.

- You don't have a car? - Yes, it was waiting for me by the telegraph.

- Why did you send it back? - I didn't want the driver to know where I went.

Or with whom.

Ah but wait a sec, what you said there, was that nice or mean?

I didn't know yet how the evening would end.

And do you know now?

Vaguely.

Tell the driver to enter the garden, would you like to?

Here, keep the change of a man who lost 10,000 francs without knowing to what,

- that doesn't come along every day. - Even to someone who'd have won them.

Oh shit.

- Hey, Lucien! - Yeah.

I say, really, I find it dumb you return to Paris so soon after being liberated.

Well I did a two-year apprenticeship, there's no lack of printing presses.

The printing presses maybe, but the work?

I got along well here then; in Paris, I'll do it even better, no?

Why don't you tell the truth?

A kid who'd never seen a woman, I'd understand, but you...

Maybe it's because I know what I like.

And the way in which she's rotten isn't enough for you?

Well you see, René, first I thought like you.

And forces stirred that, I was given a maybe, something I hadn't understood.

It's clear that if she was interested she'd respond to your letters.

- Maybe she didn't receive them - Then they'd be sent back to you.

- Maybe they weren't given to her. - And then what?

No, me, I think you're a little upset.

What you call being upset, being a kid, was it the first joy of loving a woman?

Finally, I'm telling you you'll live in the country, I'll help you, etc...

and to that you respond, "no, I want to go back to Paris,

"to rediscover a woman who had the kindness to steal 10,000 francs from me,

"and to whom I cling over all." And you aren't the last of the idiots?

- Yes. - Well then?

I find that it feels nice in the grass.

- Hello Monsieur, Mademoiselle Madeleine Courtois, please. - She lives here.

- I'd like to see her. - Madame is absent.

- For a long time? - Madame is in Italy for six months.

And this is on the part of whom?

Of... I brought a letter, by the way...

There's no stamp, excuse me.

I'll be surprised if Madame does not approve of the transmission.

Goodbye Monsieur.

Hello Monsieur, could I have a room please?

We only rent by the week.

Or a month, it's the same to me provided it be well-kept and not too dear.

- It's 140 francs a week. - Good.

Here's the price. And no food in the house, eh!

Ah but I eat at the restaurant, what do you think?

Maybe you haven't realized, I'm civil since yesterday, I was a Spahi officer.

To the neighborhood, when someone knows Lady Killer is at your place,

that will give you some funny publicity, I'm telling you.

Who is that, Lady Killer?

It's me!

- No kidding. - Yes.

Come on, I have no time to spare, there's a price to pay.

Good, good, understood...

I beg your pardon,

finding work, for a typographer, is it difficult?

Oh, well here it's like anywhere. I warn you, the room is paid for in advance.

- Yes, that... - You'll have to make me a little card.

Hold on, Rose, show the Monsieur to Room 18.

- Are the programs ready? - They're the last, boss, that will be finished.

- Don't rush the machine. - Oh, don't be scared, I know it well.

- You're happy with the work, yes? - I'll see.

I'll tell you right away.

- Well, this isn't bad. - Here's the last one.

Good, we'll go take the programs, there are two free places. Jules?

Me, I can't, my wife is sick.

- Alfred? - I'm dining with my brother-in-law tonight.

Good, well then Bourrache.

Oh, well I'd like to go, boss, is the film good?

It appears that for the genre, it's the best of its kind.

Good, well I'll go then.

Albert will telephone you tomorrow morning with the orders.

- Good, Madame. - Good evening.

Madeleine...

Ha, it's you.

You hadn't recognized me earlier.

Yes, yes.

Ah, I understand, you've come looking for your 10,000 francs.

My 10,000 francs?

I know what it's like to need money.

This time is a little... unique.

But...

I can give you a check.

Come in.

Follow me.

Come in, come in.

Why not mention that earlier?

Ah, it's true to say you owe me nothing at all.

Pardon. I did something stupid to you, I'm just trying to fix it.

It's as much to me as if it didn't cost me anything at all.

- Shall I make it out to the carrier? - Yes.

- You're not lucky. - Not very.

Let's hope they make a bigger success of you.

Here, take this.

Why did you never respond to me?

I never write.

Why don't you talk to me anymore like at Cannes?

You're not the same.

If you don't respond to letters, do you read them at least?

- I read them. - Like that, vaguely...

Anyway I told you why I came here, why I left everything behind.

It was an obsession despite your silence, I had to find you.

And you believe this is for money?

But I assure you that I find all that naturally.

Eight months I waited for you, and in plain view of jokers, I swear to you.

Because what I had known before hadn't prepared me for you.

Men or women, I did what I wanted with my uniform and good mouth.

But the day I met you, it was no more, finished...

A man like the others who pays when he's thirsty.

- You were better off in Paris than Orange. - I thought only of you.

Eight months, I thought only of you.

Oh, evidently, that seemed strange to me, I've found a little explanation.

Then I'll see you again.

- You'll give me that. - Since you ask it of me.

Me?

I don't care about your check.

Then there was nothing between us, there never was?

Our time in Cannes, that's a joke?

The return by car, that's a joke?

My head was filled with nonsense, eh?

Well if you want,

for you it was nothing, there was nothing.

But me, something happened to me, something burst inside me, you hear?

You don't know what it is to wait... to wait.

Why do you want to take what I wanted to give you?

Then earlier, I didn't recognize you?

I didn't make a deliberate effort to return alone?

I didn't know that you were in front of my door?

Then, why the check?

Me too, I played the game. Like you in Cannes, to be sure.

What pleased me over there wasn't the costume, it was your eyes.

They stayed the same.

But in Cannes, why did you close the door on my nose?

You didn't have to take me to my place.

It's funny,

I never foresee the words that you'll say or the gestures you'll make.

Even this one?

Ah yes...

Do you have everything you need?

You see.

Oh, but I forgot, do you perhaps eat eggs in the morning?

No, my dear, those from the hotel were never fresh, so I renounced them.

You!

Let's get you going, the bath will get cold.

- You look like a monkey like that. - That must change me.

- Let's go, get ready. - Yes.

This is quite a bathroom!

On the electric dryer you'll find hot towels.

And cologne is on the table beside the lavender water, with sponges, a brush...

And everything, everything.

- Is Lady Killer happy? - No, don't call me that! Only Lucien.

But Lucien, that's common. Lady Killer, there's only one.

Hello? Yes, it's me. Hello.

No, you think. It's nice.

That would astonish me if you hadn't told me.

No, I was very tired.

Then I slept nine hours and then I was well rested.

Tonight? I have no plans, yes.

We can have dinner.

Then alright, 8:00. Goodbye.

Little killer, do you know it's already 10:00?

And your printing press is at the other end of Paris.

Did you lose your words?

Did you drown?

Madeleine, it's... a joke?

- What's going on? - Your date tonight...

- But these are friends. - No, no, no.

Well, and me then?

You think that now I'll be able to stay alone?

It's with me that you're dining tonight.

But this is the first time you've said anything about it.

Naturally, if I can, I'll get ready.

I'll introduce you to La Grille, you'll see, it's a great little cafe.

It's not chic, but anything you can order there is good.

I can see the head chef when I arrive: "your cutlery, Lucien?"

Then I'll say: "two, I'm waiting for someone."

I can't wait to see his face when he sees who I'm waiting for.

Would you refuse me that?

No.

Then to be sure, tell me now: "my friends, to the train station, I swear."

I swear.

Then, Monsieur Bourrache,

- the duck, should I still keep it out? - Yes, yes.

Well she's not in a hurry, your buddy there.

You'd told me 7:30.

Ah, but your clock is late.

She's 15 minutes late.

Hello,

is Madame awake, please?

It's from Lucien Bourrache.

Is it you, Madeleine?

Well, why didn't you come, when you had promised me?

- Huh? - Forgive me, I'm still not awake yet.

Ah yes, I told you at the last minute I couldn't free myself.

But no, you're stupid Lucien.

But doesn't it tire you to get up so early?

Then listen, I'll wait for you tonight at the same place.

Why not tonight?

Ah good... Good, since you can't do otherwise.

Tomorrow is my day of rest. I'll wait for you at the Chaumont hills at 3:00.

At the entry, you know, the bottom one.

It's that.

You stand me up but you're kind, regardless.

You know what I think...

I'll kiss you.

You see I often came to sit down here for the night.

This is the prettier place, but it's very bright.

- Then I was always alone. - I find that so funny.

- Always alone. - Oh yeah.

To return to my memories, again and again.

Then you see I did like everyone, I engraved a name.

- Madeleine? - Ah no, lovers who wrote names always laughed at others doing it.

No, I took an anonymous word that means nothing to me.

And well, Cannes?

So it lasts a long time, I took a word that exists longer in French.

Show me.

Un-con-sti-tu-tion-al-ly.

What does that mean?

It means I love you.

It doesn't seem to please you, my garden.

Maybe the gardener pleases me too much.

- You don't understand one without the other. - You always want to understand.

You know me, I do inexplicable things.

All simply, like that, because they go through my head.

Ah, good, good.

What do you want now, to walk, sit down, drink something?

I want to go to your place.

Go on, go on, bring friends; Marcel is waiting for us at the belote game.

- Me, I can't tonight. - It suited you for revenge.

- I'm telling you I can't. - Ah, it's nothing, it doesn't matter.

You're funny, it's not everything in life, the belote.

Evidently, but to always have to cancel on friends, you'll regret it one day.

Go on, maybe.

- Go on, until tomorrow, goodbye guys. - Goodbye Lucien.

Goodbye, deserter.

What's this?

Oh, René!

Then, old buffalo,

- how's it going? - Well, old friend.

You have a funny look on your face.

You scared me, I thought it was a telegram calling me off, I'm eating.

Ah, Monsieur dines in the city. And you're all made up, I see. A lady?

- Yes, a lady. - You don't say much of that in your letters.

It's hard to explain to you. But say, I thought you had a banquet tonight?

No thank you, ten hours of congress, they'll go on without me.

Then by chance, I had come.

Then we'll dine together... Well, yes but...

According to what I understood, the lady, she stood you up...

Then this is an occasion for you to get back at her.

- I can't. - Even for me?

The one time I'm in Paris?

Well, you understand, if...

Well, yes, I understand... that changes and that doesn't change.

- You're dumb, we'll see. If you'll let me, I'll clean up a bit. - But go ahead.

Hey, a silk shirt! Is that going to work?

Yes, always. And you, are you leaving? Do you have epidemics over there?

Well, alright. It's going even better than I would have believed.

The black point, this is village boredom. Never anything, no adventure.

Oh, well maybe it's worth more than that.

Well, speak for yourself!

It's because you see me on a beautiful day, but there are others my friend...

It's nothing: while coming back from the congress to here,

I saw at least three women whom I've fallen in love with.

You can return to your congress, I asurre you, and then return to Lyon.

Ah, by the way,Madame Cailloux says hello.

- And the photographer too. - Ah yes?

- Is it you who knocked? - No, it's not me.

- If you're pulling my leg, then... - No, I assure you. Hold on!

Monsieur Bourrache, a telegram for you.

Thank you.

Ah ah, I believe we can dine together, eh?

She is obligated to leave for three days.

She's coming back on Tuesday.

We can.

You're wrong to show how much that pleases you.

- Tuesday... - Well what, Tuesday, that's not so far off.

Hello? Yes?

The printing press, Michel, I'm listening.

Yes, sorry, sorry, one second.

I can't hear anything, stop it. The inter is asking for me.

Hello? Hello, I'm listening.

A call from Deauville?

Who, Bourrache?

He's working all day long.

I already told you, Bourrache, my phone is not reserved for your love affairs.

- Deauville, you're sure it's Deauville? - Deauville or not, you've been warned.

Deauville... well then.

Maybe you should remember that it's me who puts the machine on the market.

- No, no. - Good, we'll he's happy.

- Is Madame there? - We don't expect her.

- She wrote me to come dine Tuesday. - I'd be surprised if she expects you.

Madame telephoned to call off the dinner.

Telephoned from where?

Well, Mme. isn't there but then why this appearance, is it to return the coal?

And that, the set table, is this for that?

I don't have any explanations to give Monsieur.

Well, I'll wait for Madame in the parlor until she returns.

I am not authorized to leave Monsieur alone in the apartment.

What, you'll afraid I'll take the clock or the piano, no?

I didn't receive orders, Monsieur.

You'll keep me company.

Watch over me.

You can sit down.

I must stay here, I don't have the right to sit down.

It's beautiful to have nuanced direction like that, I admire you Adrien.

- I even admire you a lot. - Should I thank the Monsieur?

- Adrien, confidentially? - Monsieur?

Have you ever taken a good slap on the mouth?

The case never presented itself, Monsieur.

Someone rang.

Thank you.

- Hello Adrien. - Hello Madame.

- Is my daughter there? - Madame is in Deauville, she'll be back late,

she called and asked Madame if she wanted to dine.

- But, the envelope? - Ah, tomorrow only.

But if it's urgent, it'd be my pleasure to oblige Madame.

You're a darling Adrien. Is the menu taken care of?

Some trifles. A quail with grapes and chocolate mousse.

A quail with grapes...

I must inform Madame that in the parlor there is a...

"Monsieur," who refuses to leave.

- But... what is he like? - Not very well.

What kind of "not very well"?

The impossible kind, Madame.

We've never had that.

And this Monsieur dares show himself just before I'm going to bed?

I'll deal with him myself.

Well done, eh, the mousse.

- Yes, a sturdy kind. - Pardon?

My friend, you please my daughter, good, do it. Let's be frank.

The women of today are crazy.

But my duty as a mother is to limit harm done.

- What are you concerned about? - Simply, my daughter's happiness.

- Hold on then. - My friend, I understand very well that a pretty girl,

a good table, and satin armchairs have attraction for you.

But please, indulge in them with a little more discretion.

And outside of working hours.

- If Madeleine heard you... - She would approve.

It's her delicacy that prevents her from saying all that.

This furniture, these rugs, these ornaments...

All that isn't found under a horse's foot.

Madeleine has needs.

I'm in charge of her.

Don't be careless in considering what you can do for her.

And you, the harm you can do to me.

Oh let's see,

because I call a cat a cat?

Madeleine's protector has a wide spirit, this is understood.

But he's an elevated man and who wouldn't prefer him over all else?

My friend, look at yourself in a mirror.

If you were a man, what I'd do to you...

My God, you're susceptible. A big boy like you!

Hold on, I call upon your good feelings.

Don't sit around like that in parlors where you don't have anything to do.

And when Madeleine is gone, take the opportunity to try to forget.

She just called from Deauville to say she hasn't returned.

What do you hope?

It was fine, Deauville.

Call her tomorrow and be reasonable.

Life is life, my friend. Everyone needs happiness.

Only egotists decline to share.

Adrien, accompany Monsieur.

Ah, it's not you who's hunting me, go.

- Nor you, nor him. - Go, go, a little fresh air will do you very well!

Go, my friend.

Adrien, I'm going to the table. I'm starving!

- Are you there? - But I've been waiting for you for an hour.

I've wanted to warn you about the workshop. A nice muzzle, your boss.

I'd thought the surprise would please you and you don't seem happy.

Oh, you're stupid. No, only, I was at your place as suited me.

And I met your mother.

- Ah. - And I took a long walk before coming back.

- Did you talk to mom? - Why?

- Oh, nothing, just to know. - Two words, like that.

But what's going on? You don't even kiss me.

Yes.

Funny, I was so depressed for a minute, and as soon as you're there, it's over.

Earlier, during my reverie, I thought about something that'd be amazing.

I'll have my 15 days of vacation, we'll leave all of them, would you like to?

- You're kind. - To Pont-de-l'Arche.

Surely you don't know Pont-de-l'Arche?

You'll see, it's not only the place, the Seine, but...

You and me, the evenings.

Without thinking the whole time, "in an hour I'll be alone again."

Listen, if it were possible I'd say yes right away.

But my dear, tomorrow is the first of August.

- And so? - But you're like a child.

He asks for a star, give me a star.

And I don't know how to make you understand it's not possible,

- and that I'm not being mean. - Is it really the same?

I must go back to Deauville.

I'll come back several times, naturally.

- Then I'll say that mom is sick. - Yes?

It will be better to have waited for me.

To have waited for you.

Notice, I don't ask you to tell any lies.

A girl doesn't lie to her mother.

God these pigeons are tender!

But I was your age once.

And you must know that today I'm penniless,

it's not because of the Russian loans, no.

But because of a stupidity like that one.

These little peas are delicious.

Try to understand I can do everything just as well with people if necessary.

I leave tomorrow for Deauville.

All the same!

Conserve a little, Jean-Pierre.

The magnificent radio telegram that he sent me!

I have scruples about pulling his leg. He's an idiot but that bothers me.

Are you waiting for someone?

- Is Madame there? - Monsieur is expected?

Do you want to warn Madame?

I'll be surprised if Madame who is dining with Madame's mother...

Listen Adrien, if at 3 you haven't done what I've told you... 1... 2...

The Monsieur wants to take the trouble of entering.

And wiping his feet.

Ah you, if you continue to exasperate me...

- It's you? - Madeleine. - You could have warned me.

I let myself point it out to Monsieur, but he forced open the door.

Ah listen before all, that one, throw him outside, slam the door behind him.

- Let's see Lucien. - His air, his tone, I can't take him anymore.

But you didn't understand what he said.

Kick him out or it's me who leaves.

Adrien, return to the office, I'll see you all later.

- Ah. - If Madame wants...

- Do what the Monsieur tells you. - Go, get along! That's enough.

- But listen, you're being dramatic for nothing. - Finally, what...

Don't come in, mom is here.

So what?

Mom, I believe you know Monsieur Bourrache.

I've had the pleasure.

Adrien isn't bringing the dessert?

- I've just put him out the door. - I heard.

Such a good domestic.

If I've understood correctly, we're deprived of nuns?

- No nuns. - What?

- No nuns. - On a whim of Monsieur.

Exactly.

If I invite your mother again, I hope you reserve a better welcome for her.

But no one's keeping you.

Monsier, would you also perhaps like to make me give my eight days?

Ah, but I swear to you that they wouldn't be stolen.

- How you permit this... - Listen, tell her to leave, I can't see her anymore.

- That's insane. - Your speeches, your counsels, experience, I know it all.

- Get out, no cake tonight, get out. - Madeleine, let's see...

Let's see, you see that you're irritating Lucien.

- And you're driving me out? - But no, you should come back, it's that simple.

And well, my little girl, you'll never see your mother again.

Lout!

Be quiet, go. At the end of the month she'll come looking for her envelope.

Dirty individual.

- Adrien, did you hear? - What Madame?

- I know you, you listen to the doors. - Then I heard.

That can't last, that can't last.

That maniac will ruin us.

- Yes Madame. - And who can stop him, who?

- If I knew him... - What's the number of Monsieur Moreaux?

- That's not a stupid idea... - What?

No, I'd like to say that Madame has an idea there. No: Passy 32 21.

An idea that is a credit to the Madame's ingenuity,

although it must be carried out with an elegant procedure.

It is not a matter of elegance, but of effectiveness.

Hello. Hello.

Monsieur Moreaux? Madeleine's mother here.

Very well, very well.

It's poor little Madeleine who's suffering a bit.

Oh, nothing, but she's fragile.

It would please her to see you.

And... if you could come right away...

That's it, that's it.

He's rushing, the fool.

- What are they saying? - I can't hear.

But what are they saying?

In front of Madame, I dare not use the keyhole.

Adrien, you're a born gentleman.

Overlook the entry.

That will be done, Madame. Besides, he'll be there in a minute.

But I'm telling you I must leave for Deauville.

Ah convenience, duties, at my age, I assure you, I find that ridiculous.

Listen, you've just asked two things of me that are... difficult.

To send back mom, send back Adrien. I tried to please you.

But that, I can't, it's too much.

What, to ask my mistress to leave with me,

to come to a small quiet corner where we can be happy, it's too much?

I don't understand why you insist when it's such a pain not to follow you.

Then for a Grand Prix, for regattas, for parties you can make fun of,

you've hurt me and taken from me the only thing I wanted.

Listen Madeleine, I'm not demanding it of you, I want it from you.

I want it, I've needed it these past 15 days, I've needed it terribly.

- Get up. - Not until you say yes.

- Get up, Lucien. - What is with you?

Excuse me for intruding but Adrien opened the door the moment I arrived.

- I wasn't expecting you. - I believe you easily, Madeleine.

But your mother called me to tell me you were sick.

It's your mother, and well, she's yours.

Since you're settled now, return where you came from.

But Lucien!

Jean-Pierre...

- Excuse me... - She's sorry to put you out the door but she must all the same.

What are you waiting for?

For you to let Madeleine finish her sentence.

Well since you're there, put him to the door yourself.

- That will be the third time. - What?

I knew you hadn't had much education, but you're crossing the line.

It's you who must leave.

You're calling me "you"?

Because of her?

You're not welcome here.

Monsieur Moreaux, she has too much spirit to forget him.

And well, what are you waiting for?

Get out.

It's me you're telling that?

Well and you, do you know who I am, why I'm here?

You don't falter, eh? Yes, oh, I know all about why you're here.

The furniture, the rugs, everything bought.

But not Madeleine, you hear, not Madeleine.

And you, are you thinking about what you're doing?

What you're sacrificing me for?

Huh?

Well, speak! Answer!

Let's go, Monsieur, go away.

Why didn't you tell me you were in such need of money?

Then Lucien, goodbye.

Good luck, and if you think about your buddies, send a postcard.

Goodbye Lucien, and think of your pals.

Say Alfred.

If anyone by chance telephones me, or if they stop by,

then tell them I set off again for Orange.

- Understood, you can count on me. - It's no trouble. Goodbye Lucien.

Monsieur Bourrache, is he here?

To 18. You can go up, he didn't go to work in the morning.

I don't have any reason to stay and meet this Monsieur.

Put it back here, that's his tie.

And that. Look, there are bills inside.

- Of a high number. - Eh? - Yes.

- Bills in the thousands? - Perfectly indeed.

Wait, although he didn't warn me,

hold on, there are 10 francs for you.

I don't want to receive this Monsieur at all.

- Fine, I'll do the commission. - Oh, wait, give me the 10 francs then.

After all, this Monsieur, I annoy him.

- What will it be for Monsieur? - A little quart of Vichy, please.

Have I changed so much?

Oh, Monsieur Bourrache.

You're similar, you've stayed the same.

In two years, change like that...

- Are you sick? - Yes.

Allow me to finish.

They return from maneuvers, and then you understand.

But anyway, your friend had told us that you'd gone to Paris.

- Yes. - And what took you suddenly?

- The liver surely. - Yes, the liver.

- And Monsieur Cailloux is doing well? - He gets by.

You'll see him in any case.

- Hey, Auguste! - Who's this again?

It's a visitor. Monsieur Bourrache.

Monsieur Bourrache? Oh, him! I'm coming!

Bourrache, Bourrache.

I was called something else before here.

It's true. And that suited you well for a while, eh?

Are you here temporarily?

Oh, well I've been here for two months.

- I've managed a little cafe. - Is it not possible?

Yes, it was called "to my friend Lucien,"

it's a few kilometers from here. It's a little club.

Your friend the doctor didn't tell us anything...

He doesn't know, I haven't spoken to him.

Well then, this is a surprise.

How's it going? It's good to see you.

- These hands aren't finished yet? - Don't you start again, huh.

It's a disease, as soon as there are spahis in the air, it's all she does.

What would you like, Monsieur Lady...

Excuse me, I was going to call you Lady Killer.

What will you have Monsieur Bourrache?

- As I said: a little glass of Vichy. - That, that won't do you badly.

Exactly, I was telling Madame Cailloux that for the past two months, I was...

- Here they are! - Excuse me, because that'll be the gunshot...

But make yourself at home here.

Boss, you aren't clinking glasses with us?

No thank you.

Ah alright.

No, I don't drink.

Well my friend, for a bastard!

Oh, don't tire yourself. I know what you'll tell me...

- Hello! - Hello René.

Then if Cailloux hadn't warned me, you'd have stayed 10 years without telling me?

Oh y'know, when one has a beloved friend one prefers not to embarrass him.

- But I thought of you. - Did you think of me?

- Yes. - I believe Paris is calling you a bit.

- Maybe you're right. - Well where'd you come from?

Oh... here and there.

Ah, well you see, it's not gleaming here.

I know the house, I even cared for your predecessor.

A guy who had a big bruise under his nose.

- Do you want something to drink? - Ah, I'd like that.

- A little glass of white wine? - A little glass of white wine.

Hey, mute! Get a little glass of white wine then.

Come over here.

You know, my old friend, I swear to you that...

you're blowing my mind.

Ah yes...

Hold on, put that there.

Then, my friend.

Oh, well I had some laughs, that's all.

Then like here, I had a good time, well, I came back.

Are you happy at least?

Now I'm here, I understand this is the only place I'll never have income.

Hold on, why?

Oh, because the age of the Lady Killer is gone and buried.

I must remember that.

When I saw you last time, wasn't that not going so badly?

I didn't tell you everything.

Always this woman.

I'd warned you, my old friend.

Yes, and well I came here.

You know me, I came by quickly, between two visits,

a story to scold you a little, but let's speak no more.

You'll dine with me tomorrow, eh?

If you like sad stories...

You'll meet a woman.

- Did you get married? - Not again,

but I waited a long time for a certain thing that finally arrived.

- And are you happy? - Yes, my friend.

Figure, 15 days ago, someone called me at the hotel of the good winegrower,

about a sick customer. I got there grumbling,

and 20 minutes after leaving her, I loved her.

Oh, for that, seconds are enough, go on.

But you know, one of these women, far too beautiful,

who feels sad or cheerful without reason,

ready to do anything that goes through their head.

You think you'll tell her something extraordinary...

you look in her eyes, and you no longer dare to say anything at all.

Ah, you're a kid René.

But what if to be a kid was the first happiness you gave a woman?

That's what you said.

Oh I remember, I remember.

And has she always lived in Orange?

And exactly, a Parisian, she has no name here,

nothing can keep her here... She doesn't know that I,

all these nights, I dine with her. This is good proof that... anyway.

And all the nights you did nothing but dine with her?

Oh my friend but it's not just an adventure...

When you see her tomorrow, you'll understand.

Ah, I'm not at all a presentable friend, go on.

But Madeleine has very simple tastes, surely she'll like you.

Ah, my little guy, I must leave, someone's expecting me.

- Can I count on you for tomorrow? - Yes.

But you're shaking, my friend, what is it? Life sorts itself out.

- Life? - But yes, of course.

Then say, 8:00. I don't need to tell you where my house is.

Go, old Toto, I'm happy to have seen you again.

- Go , until tomorrow. - Until tomorrow.

Until tomorrow, 8:00. Don't be late.

No Madame, still nothing.

Besides this discretion you had asked us to return the most difficult research.

There are several traces in their passages, but maybe he's settled in...

- Try again, what do you want? - But we'll do the impossible, Madame.

- I don't doubt it. - At your service, Madame.

- Finally! - A customer on the verge of death,

I didn't dare make you wait, so you could hurry yourself a bit.

There's a train there, you won't soon have any more clientele.

Allow me to be with you the whole time.

- You would quickly get tired. - Oh, I don't believe...

Let's go, don't be dull and don't act like a pecked dog.

- Where are we dining? - Chateuneuf-du-Pape.

- Is it good? - Oh, you know the Pope would never be stingy.

- Do you want any cherries? - I'm not hungry anymore.

- But you didn't eat anything... - I'm too happy, I can't.

If you're happy during the day, you're very pitiable.

You understand, I never knew true happiness.

But everything has changed, Madeleine.

I feel so strongly that I don't dare say a word one should never pronounce.

Do you want to scare me?

- You brought me luck. - Knock on wood.

You understand, in my trade, in everything, I feel at peace.

And, it's stupid to say, but like I'm invincible.

Everything was ruined for a few years, but now everything is right again.

You know the customer who didn't want to decide to die?

And well, I think I saved him.

Because I wasn't afraid of being audacious.

I sent a long study to a review in Paris that some didn't reply to,

but it'll be published. I lost a friend, I found him again.

- All that because of me? - Because of your influence...

A friend from whom I'd heard nothing for months...

- May I introduce you to him? - Is he a doctor?

Ah no, I knew him in the regiment, a very simple guy.

One would have no doubt seeing him today that he was called Lady Killer.

That's nice.

Bah, the women loved him. He had some hard times.

I found him again aged ten years, sad to scare him.

He has a cafe over there, with a small gas station.

Would it bother you to have dinner with him at my place tomorrow?

Why, do you think I'll be bored?

Hey, my friend Lucien. You're the first, you know?

Ah women, you know what it's like, eh?

- How are you? - I must ask you that, you don't seem well.

- I slept poorly. - Ah, I can see that.

I'll examine you seriously whenever you want.

- Oh just a little fatigue, it's nothing. - You see, here's the house.

I'm calm inside between my servant Julie and my dog Laurie.

Everything is as charming and provincial as one might want.

And the garden, do you think it's rather traditional?

You'd be wrong to pity yourself, René.

Ah, I made plans to rejuvenate all that.

- For a Parisian, more modern things are necessary. - Of course.

Then I'll lay everything out better while only keeping the quaint framework.

- Can that be fun? - Come look, I have a corner where I could almost make a park.

Ah yes. Hold on, what do you think?

- Yes. - Ah? - Yes.

Ah for the moment this is investigated enough, but I think pruning a little,

while passing one to two avenues, would be very nice.

Ah you understand, I want that Madeleine, when we move in here...

I beg your pardon, friend, I speak only of myself, of my projects.

But that's only natural, René.

Yesterday you didn't have time to say anything to me.

I'd like to know a little...

Oh, this is already far.

When I saw you at the congress, that wasn't going so badly...

with the exception of your great fear of the pneumatic patients.

Ah yes, and well, they came in bigger and bigger numbers...

until the day when they didn't come in at all.

Wholesale, that's the story of my life.

Monsieur! Monsieur,

you have a letter at the hotel from the good winegrower.

- The winegrower? You may... - Go, go.

It's from Madeleine.

She's not coming.

A little illness, she's sorry, she cut her telephone line for some peace.

Ah, my poor friend, you see how it is, eh.

Hold on, I'll telephone her right away, maybe she's not in bed yet.

- It's not worth the trouble since she said-- - Oh well, I risk nothing to try.

René!

René!

Hotel of the good winegrower? Madame Courtois, please.

Yes, I know, but this is from the doctor Dauphin.

Insist, I beg you.

René, it's not worth the trouble, she won't answer.

- She doesn't want to answer. - Huh? I don't understand.

You don't know her well, go away.

Leave it. Leave it, I'm telling you.

What's going on with you?

Listen, can I speak with both of you, can I say something?

Yesterday when you told me about Madeleine,

I understood right away who she was and what she came to do at Orange.

And that's why I couldn't sleep.

Do you know who Madeleine is?

Pardon Monsieur?

- Hello Madame. - You don't know a little cafe in the vicinity,

with a gas station, held by a Monsieur Bourrache?

Bourrache? Bourrache?

Lucien Bourrache.

Lucien? Ah, there's a little cafe called "to my friend Lucien,"

with a gas pump. It's not by here.

- Can you show me? - You must go over there, turning towards the boulder, see?

Go over your steps. And then over there on the road,

to the crossroads, on the right, you can ask someone who will show you.

- They're very kind people over there. - Thank you.

- Goodbye Madame. - Goodbye.

Oh, she sincerely loved me,

only she loved me in her own way, there it is.

Enough to complicate life a little.

Enough to sacrifice me for a caretaker, her mother...

Only, I found myself in front of the other then...

I know what you're thinking:

"he's jealous, it's out of vexation and a grudge that he speaks."

But what I knew, I don't want to know it, understand?

This isn't a woman for you, all the projects you do for her aren't her type.

I'm going to the trouble for you, eh, my old friend?

Pardon, but what one wants when one has a friend, when one is obliged to...

Then according to you, if she is there,

if she stays there, it's because she's looking for you?

And all while leading me to believe she liked me,

it's you she continued loving?

- I don't know. - You didn't conserve me.

But now I can respond.

This whole novel you make up about a woman on your pursuit, it's a joke.

But I saw her, joyous.

I saw her, happy, I did.

- She's screwing you over, old friend. - Let's see, René, what...

For each woman, you think you're Lady Killer, but I don't carry that weight.

A woman can prefer me to you without being crazy for it.

But I already told you what she was and how she lived...

But what do you want to be done to me when she's behind me?

I love her enough to come by there.

I test my luck against unimportant things.

Even against you.

Everything that I said, it was for you.

Oh, go on, you must forget that.

Squeeze my hand.

Oh well, we would have done better not to have seen each other again.

Then I'll wait for you to give me a sign René?

No, no, I won't disturb you. I know the way.

Aren't you done with your music, both of you, no?

Fuck off now, get out, go!

- I'm not hurting anyone, I'm waiting for the bus. - It passes by the bridge.

- I'm sick, I'll close up. Go on. - I need time to finish my glass!

You'll finish your glass tomorrow. Fuck off, I'm telling you!

My friend, when we see each other again here, we'll have words.

But I don't care.

And you, go to bed, I'm going to close.

What did you come to do here?

Do you demand it of me?

Oh, with you the reason one supposes is never the right one.

It's difficult to say.

Well, here, I wasn't able to forget you.

- What do you hope for? - To bring you back to Paris.

And to start over everything again?

I know that the days weren't easy over there.

But now look at where you are and how you live...

I know, I know.

Now, I'll fix everything up.

I hurt you without knowing it.

And I want so badly to be on good terms with you.

Oh, you always had kind words.

That didn't prevent the rest.

Well, do you know a lot of women who would have just recognized their wrong?

And to ask you forgiveness, in the state you're in?

Aand the other, Moreaux,

- does he know why you left? - Yes.

Then it's over?

I promise you, I swear to you that you'll never see him.

You won't even know he exists.

Listen to me Lucien, I want you to leave here.

Do you realize the occasion I'm offering you?

Ah very well, I assure you.

And you say nothing? You hesitate?

Why not tell me what you've been doing here these past 15 days?

I looked for you.

Ah yes? And René the doctor, what do you think about him?

Oh, if I had to think something about everyone I'd run away.

And him at least, you know what he thinks of you, yes?

A woman alone, he was there, he kept me company, the rest...

Do you know that René is my only friend?

But are you jealous? Have him!

That would give me pleasure.

No, not a thing like that between René and me, it's impossible, go on.

But I thought you were joking, your pal René, I find you dull, I find him silly.

Why didn't you tell him that?

- Tomorrow he'll know. - Tomorrow it will be too late.

- What do you want me to do? - What I want is for you to leave.

Don't stay here a minute longer, I'll have the right to reproach him.

Do you want me to call him on the phone, in front of you?

- You would dare do that? - Right away.

But he loves you! It's a great love he has for you.

- It will pass. - Listen, he doesn't expect anything.

- It will be terribly painful for him. - At his age, he needs that...

Don't do that Madeleine, don't do that, save him.

Leave me alone, it's not just you who has desires, I do too. Worse for him.

137.

You want proof, I'll give it to you.

Hello René?

It's Madeleine.

No, I'm not at my hotel.

That means I go where I want to go.

Listen my little René, get it through your head once and for all,

that between you and me, there never was anything.

And your company has ceased to amuse me, goodnight.

Do you believe me now?

Do you realize what you've just done?

Don't ask me what's important, I know.

- Go away. Fuck off. - Lucien?

It was necessary for him to heal, but look at him now.

- But Orange for you is over, eh. - It was to show me...

Yes, show me what you're worth. But I hadn't forgotten it, don't worry.

Telephone Moreaux then, as you have just done. Eh?

In that tone. He has money, that'll keep him going.

But a sucker you are to do all that, on nobody's account.

- Never you mind... - But it's you who allow that, do you still love me Lucien?

But don't, don't even look at me, you hear? Go away, I want to be alone.

To blubber in my corner, even to break down, but alone! Alone, you hear?

I have my account.

Ah you have your account?

And you imagine I'll leave like that?

Well, I'll have you when I want.

And what you knew was nothing besides what I reserve for you.

Oh, I understand. You fear nothing, go on.

Waiting on me for hours, during the day.

That will start again whenever I want.

You'll sit around under my windows.

You'll phone me day and night.

And I swear to you that my attendants will treat you as necessary.

Whenever I want, you hear?

I already knew that.

Oh, but you didn't think of everything, my little Lucien.

And what if tomorrow, René became my lover?

- After what you've just done? - I'll tell him that you forced me.

At least for him it will be less stupid.

- If you dare do that... - There will never be such a small beginning.

No but who do you take me for?

Maybe you'd want me to roll at the feet of a... Bistro.

Watch what you say, Madeleine.

"They call me the Lady Killer,

"it's idiotic, it's the first time I've found it stupid in front of a woman."

Lady Killer! No but Lady Killer, look at yourself in the mirror.

And then your hands, your nails, you must wash those for me.

- The little René, he at least, is clean. - Madeleine.

You want me to call him? In a few minutes, I'll have resumed it again.

I can already hear what he'll tell me:

"my little Madeleine, I was so hurt..."

"But since you'll be close to me, everything will be well again.

"I can no longer bear to be without you."

Hold on, he'll even tell me: "since you're here, all is in the past."

And he'll come walking back, the fool.

When he'll know why I came to his place.

ENOUGH!

Oh but your anger doesn't frighten me my little Lucien.

You want me to leave?

Well you know where I'm going.

WILL YOU SHUT UP? WILL YOU SHUT UP, HUH?

- Lucien! - WILL YOU SHUT UP?

I'VE HEARD ENOUGH OF YOU! WILL YOU SHUT UP?

Sorry, sorry...

You've said enough...

Let me go, let me go..

Here's the bus.

René.

- What do you want? - You know when I came back to my place...

well, Madeleine was there.

All that's useless, go. Leave me alone.

I don't know anymore... René...

Madeleine is dead.

What did you say?

I no longer know where I am, I understand nothing...

I don't know whether I must flee, or denounce myself,

for me it's the same but... tell me what I must do,

but help me, tell me what I must do, tell me.

Hey, it's to me that you came..

But I loved her, René, I loved her more than you, I loved her as much as you.

Denounce me...

give me a thrashing...

Help me... help me...

Drive me, René... Drive me.

I beg you, Lucien, make an effort.

In a few hours you'll be in Marseille, you'll leave right away.

When you're in Africa, you'll understand what needs to be done.

You know where you can disappear.

If you knew, she said: "I'll have René first and you after..."

Be quiet, my friend, be quiet.

Hold on to your ticket here, I'm putting it there.

And money. I'll send the rest to you over there.

I'll do everything I can.

Get ready, let's go.

Here's your train.

- I'd like to tell you... - Don't say anything... it's not worth the trouble.