All language subtitles for La dérobade

Here, Marie.

Don't forget, okay?

You know,

my mum asked
what will you wear.

So I told her

that long dresses were old fashioned.

Nobody gets married in a
long dress these days.

Don't you agree?

Tell her what you want.

Shall we go,
Jean-Paul?

Dad.

- Hello, Dad.
- Hey, you.

Come on.

MEMOIRS OF A FRENCH WHORE

I only have black ones left
in this size.

You can drop the shoe business.

Lili's cool with it.

You start at 6 AM tomorrow
or this weekend. As you wish.

Are you happy?

Give me a kiss, then.

Thank you.

You're lucky.

He's a real gentleman.

You can ask him as much as you want.

- Where do I go?
- Don't you worry, he knows.

- What's your name?
- Marie.

I'm Jacques.

Take my arm, sweet Marie.

That's the way it is.

How much is it?

What are you doing here?

Claudine, meet my young sister Marie.

Came to see your sis?

How's the old man?

He's okay.

So?

I can't.

Not this way.

It doesn't matter.

We'll speak about it tomorrow.
Come to bed.

Come here.

Nothing like a brothel to start up with.

You've got the other girls,
the Madam,

you won't be alone.

We'll go far, the both of us.

We'd better.

Madam Pedro will be here in an instant.

Feels like being at the dentist.

- Good morning.
- Hello, Antoine.

- Here's Marie.
- Madam Pedro.

Your wife will take care of her, Antoine.

She needs a name
before she gets on.

Since the Lebanese has left...

- we could call her Sophie.
- Sophie is good.

I don't know...

Yes. Sophie is perfect.

- It's cold.
- Not really.

It must be me, then.

- You're cold in your bones.
- Always.

- Lack of vitamins.
- You call that vitamins?

I've been coming here for 10 years.

Each time, I wonder why.

I know what you think of johns.

I mean, what's the point?

After, I feel dirty and...

and most of the time,

I can barely have a hard-on.

Maybe...

deep inside,

I'm only doing this...

to confirm something I've always known.

That I'm a... loser.

It seems funny, but...

Hey sweetheart,

you're here to chat,
or to fuck?

Yes, talk to me like this.

You're right,
you're a loser.

Pathetic.
For real.

Everybody laughs behind your back.

You know that?

No girl ever wanted to spend
more than a night with you.

Ever. So, where
do you go to fuck?

To the whorehouse,
and you pay.

You pay!

I'm getting my new car on Thursday.

I'll ring Pedro
so that you can have your weekend off.

You and me...

to Deauville.

I would prefer during the week,
I've got less clients.

Bless the day I met you.

Come and eat.

I can't, I'm sleepy.

You're okay?

I am, just shattered.

- Do you love me?
- Of course I do.

Sleep well.

You're lost, baby?

Coming with me?

You're coming with me.

Don't start, you nigger.

Rabonnard.

R, A...

and then Bonnard.

Same address?

I was meeting a friend there.

I did not know this place was a...

Anyway.

This is a misunderstanding.

Listen, it's my first time.

- So...?
- So, what?

- Maybe you could do something.
- Of course.

We'll take a few shots.

But how much?

Got it.

Where?

I'm on my way.

- How much is there?
- What you asked for.

- It's all there.
- Okay.

- Bye.
- Ciao.

You realize how many tricks it takes?

Don't piss me off right now.

What's with the face?

The Saint Louis got raided.

The whole joint is bust.
They put me on file.

- They picked you up?
- Of course they did.

- What did you tell them?
- Not your name, that's for sure.

Antoine will take you
in one of his bars.

I don't like bars, I'd have to drink.

It's either that,
or walking the streets.

Good evening, I'm Sophie.

I feel like I've ended up
in a Spanish restaurant.

I've been to Spain quite a bit for holidays.

- I look like a fool, don't I?
- Not at all.

I haven't cheated on my wife for ten years.

She's the love of your life, then.

I work at the post office.

You know who she's shagging
behind my back?

My brother-in-law.

That's really shit.

- Do you want another girl?
- No, no.

Not at all.

I want you.

Get undressed.

Bus...

Train...

Metro...

Take all I have.

I don't need this.

Come on.

She doesn't allow me to drive my car.

My own car.

Let me give you my number.

You'll be Monique.

From the accounts department.

If you can't reach me, here's my address.

Alright?

You're kidding me?
It's been like this for six months.

You've been like this for six months.

It's not my fault
if I don't enjoy it.

It'll pass.

Who's making you come, then?

Nobody.

- There must be someone.
- I'm telling you, I can't come with anyone.

- Why are you shouting like this?
- I'm not--

Get lost!

What are you doing?

Where are you going?

And then after that,

I was with my wife,

with the kids in the car,

and all the rest.

You're feeling it? You like it?

And then...

the little one got chickenpox.

So we take her to her room...

and then...

What the hell is going on?

What's wrong?

It's gonna be okay.

He hurt me. He hurt me. He hurt me.

Calm down.

It's gonna be okay.

Poor little Marie.

Antoine has opened a new club
called La Bohème.

He took the Saint Louis girls,
and can take you and your sister in.

That's all you've got to say?

We are going to Deauville
for the weekend

so you can have a rest.

I've booked the room.

You could say hello.

You're a good dancer.

I like dancing.

I'll feel bad about it tomorrow.

You shouldn't think about tomorrow.

- I'm sorry.
- You don't have to.

Stay with me.

I'm not going anywhere.

We've got all night.

Who is it?

Marie.

Come in.

Haven't seen you in ages.

Close the door.

I won't go back to La Bohème.
It's over.

I've had enough of clubs, too.

I've made my mind up.

We'll get a studio together. Easy.

We'll go where we want.
We'll go with who we want.

And Gérard?

Leave him to me.

I've got an idea.

I love ice cream.

I shouldn't,
but I love it too much.

I can eat what I want,
I never put on weight.

Lucky you.

- Are they here?
- At the back.

What a surprise.

How are you?

Have a seat.

- I'm not interrupting?
- Not at all.

- Do we know each other?
- I don't think so.

This is my friend Odette.
This is Gérard.

- How much for the both of you?
- 300.

What are your names?

She's Maloup,
I'm Sophie.

And yours?

You get in?

- Where are we going?
- Straight on, I'll tell you.

Well, that's quite a nice place.

You're doing alright.

We usually work appointments only.

- You're an exception.
- Oh, yeah?

Can we have our present now?

You misunderstood. It's 300 each.

I asked how much for both,
and you said 300.

Here.

Just a misunderstanding.

We're going to spoil you anyway.

- Right, Maloup?
- Can I have another drink?

- Go ahead.
- It's okay.

Your pimps are crazy
to let you have such a place.

Maybe we deserve it.

Let's see about this, girls.

Go?

Go.

Drop your fag.

That's enough.

You've rammed us
for 3 and half hours.

Time to go now.

Go on, scram.

Stop!

You shut the hell up.

Why the hell are you doing this?!

Because I don't like big gobs.

I'll be back.

I told you it was dangerous.

You never listen to me.

Do what you need to do,
I want that.

That you bring the dough.

You're stubborn.

Same with clothes,
look at the way you dress.

This.

Odette is okay.

She dresses like a real woman.

Like a whore.

She dresses like a whore.

- You have the client's taste.
- For God's sake...

Bring that iron back.

Hurry up!

You're a real nutcase.

The money, for fuck sake!

Shit!

I can't stand it anymore,
I've had enough.

Look at this one here.

A posh one.

- Cute little doggie...
- Little shits!

This way, brunette.

Give me the cash and get undressed.

You shouldn't do this.

We both have pimps.

- You'll get in trouble.
- I don't give a fuck.

Ten of us came from Marseilles
just for you and your friend.

Go on, scram.

Easy, Easy.

What did we do?
What's going on?

That's him.

You're staying with me.

Hey, guys, come on...

On your feet, hands on your head.

You, over there.

You, the tall one.

- What have you got to do with this?
- I didn't do anything, sir.

Nothing?

So it's their fault, right?

Is it their fault?!

Slap them in the face.

Slap them in the face!

Not like this.
Jean-Jean, show him.

Here.

I'm all ears.

They looked like the girls we were after.

We made a mistake, that's it.

Sit down.

Very well.

Move over.

Is that your brother?

That's your brother, right?

Strip down, both of you.

Strip!

Come here.

You, little razor prince,
you gonna blow your little brother.

And you'd better get a hard on,
or I'll chop it off.

I said, blow!

You don't want to?

Suck it!

Harder!

Faster!

Here we are!

I said, harder!

Here, take this.

You're done?

- Why are you here?
- Coming to see the boss.

We're looking for work.

Her hubby is in the can,
and she's on the run.

Cat got her tongue?

Been on the streets before?

We've been everywhere.

And made money everywhere.

Are you sure...

- Madam what...?
- Sophie.

Okay, the day shift starts
tomorrow at 6.30 am.

And you two lovebirds,

next week...

one switches to the night shift.

If you're still with me, that is.

Maybe that will loosen
the tongue of madam...

- Madam what...?
- Maloup.

Do we all agree on this?

And I don't like the name "Sophie".

You'll be called Fanny.

See you tomorrow, then.

You trash!

Hello!

Pardon me, I've got to go.

Are you taking the piss?!
Beat it, asshole!

I didn't do anything!

My papers!
I didn't do anything!

Old jerk!

Fanny, come here.

Your days are very slow.

- I haven't been here long.
- Listen carefully.

Before going to your man,
I am telling you first.

We both know what's wrong.

So be nice and change.

- How much?
- 100.

- Naked?
- 200.

Don't go, she's got the clap.

Don't listen to them,
they're just jealous.

Are you going to stay there all night?

It's the only place I feel good in.

I like you a lot, Moussey.

In one year, you're through.

You'll take care of the girls with me.

Starting with Odette.

She needs a little push.

Alright.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Shall we kiss?

It's nice to see you.

I know that...

it's over between you and him.

So you don't mind...

You understand?

Very well.

We're going to have
a baby this summer.

He's happy.

He told me...

he would buy a farm in Normandy.

So that I'm happy during the pregnancy.

You shouldn't have sugar,

you will put on weight.

- Hello, Marie.
- Marie?

Come with me
and don't do anything dodgy.

What if I don't want to?

I'd be offended.

Sit down.

You know Maloup, right?

You know her man is in the can?

And that he was my best friend?

I didn't know.

Did you know that your Gégé...

was banging her?
So, you know the rule.

You'll have to pay us quick.

How much?

The amount is being worked out
as we speak.

I want to see him.

You want to see him?

Your call.

Are you angry with me?

Not at all.

You know, if you need money...

that's not an issue.

I'll work something out.

Pick up.

- What is it?
- It's for dad.

Alright, I'll go.

You must be crazy to come here.

I know.

You realize that's way too much for me?

Well.

Let's ask your wife, then.

Give me all you can.

- Hello.
- Hello, you whore.

Shut the fuck up.

That's the only place we hang around now?

- We never talk anymore.
- I know.

I no longer have the strength.

For a talk, or for a drink with me?

For anything.

All good.

I might as well tell you that
we took his girl too,

he won't be seeing her again.

What about me?

You're all he's got left.

We'll bring him back tomorrow night.

Give me a beer.

Can you run me a bath?

Sure.

How much to get fucked up the ass?

I've got all I need
in my bag.

You're not bringing much in at the moment.

In my opinion.

It's cold.

Less clients.

You wouldn't be putting money aside?

You would not do this to Gégé?

I'm feeling better.

I'll go out tomorrow.

Get my suit and my English shoes ready.

Can I go up with you?

Of course.

Come.

My name is François.

- What's yours?
- Fanny.

How long is a standard trick?

About 10 minutes.

Sit down.

I've been watching you for a week.

I know.

I don't think Fanny suits you.

I don't think so either.

Maybe it is not your real name.

Maybe not.

Maybe we could go
for a drink together tonight?

No.

- Do you want your money back?
- No.

Your friends will think I'm a stud.

I hope you're rich.

My dad is.

My name is Marie Mage.

We should fuck now, you know.

No, not now.

On another day.

Good morning.

There's no more tea, I've made coffee.

I don't like tea.

Sugar?

No sugar.

- It's quite late, isn't it?
- I don't know.

I've got to go.

Wait...

I've got a surprise for you.

Just wait.

- Hurry up.
- I'm coming.

Look.

Wait.

Marie, wait!

It was a joke!

I'll call an ambulance.

No, don't!

What's wrong with you?

Why don't you ever speak?

Why don't you speak to me?

Talk to me if something's wrong.

I'm here, aren't I?

Let's go.

You're up early.
What are--

- What are you doing here?
- Having a coffee, and you?

- What do you want exactly?!
- What do I want?

If I find her,
I'll beat the shit out of her!

I mean it!

Even if she comes back in a week,
she'll be eating out of my hand!

I've got feelings, too!

What if she's done something crazy?!

She could kill herself!

- Don't you want--
- No!

He's coming back!

Sorry, Roger, I'm worried.

You understand, right?

If you see her,
tell her she can come home.

I won't lay a finger on her.

I have your word?

Ciao, Roger.

I assure you, he's changed,
he could almost be pitied.

He told me that he would not
put you back on the streets.

And you believe him?

Gégé will never change,

have you lost your mind?

You've been in that cupboard for two weeks.

How long is that gonna last?

As long as needed.

I don't know what you're after.

What are you trying to achieve?

I want to be free, that's all.

I just want to be free.

Free in your cupboard.

He'll drop it eventually.

No.

Shut up.

Shut up!
I've had enough.

Is your dad here?

How are you, Roger?

What are we celebrating?

Well, business is good right now.

I've got a new girl at La Bohème.

And I'm onto something big.

As you're family,
I wanted to share it with you.

And Marie?

How is she?

Get out of here, fucker.

Tell her that tomorrow at 8 pm,

if she's not at Antoine's,

it will cost her.

Tell her that.

Lulu, bring me some shampoo.

Did you hear me?

Give me a second.

You're on time for once.

You look bad.

Are you unhappy?

I'm unhappy, too, so let's stop.

Then you'll have to pay.

I'll pay.

And you'll deserve it.

Come here.

Tomorrow, you go back to the Saint Louis.

Pedro is waiting for you,
Antoine told her.

Every week,

the money goes to Antoine.

- For how long?
- One year.

It's a lot.

That's the way it is.

Sophie?

Yes, Ma'am.

You've changed.

Yes, Ma'am.

I did not mean in a good way.

I know, Ma'am.

I hoped you'd be here.

As you can see.

You don't seem that happy to see me.

Are you waiting for someone, Sophie?

Just for my cab.

Can't you take one on the square like others?

No.

Ma'am.

You've not made it easy for yourself.

Stay still and shut up, ginger.

Get out.

Get out, this way.

Come out from this side.

Come here.

Get in.

I said, get in.

Hélène.

Maloup.

Sophie.

You.

Bad luck.

Really?

- Why?
- I don't like this at all.

That's what I hoped for.

It's gonna cost you.

Don't worry, I can afford it.

The more you suffer...

the more it hurts...

the richer you will be.

Deal?

Deal.

Get lost.

- And you're laughing?
- Look at them now.

Don't you move.

I'm not scared.

Tell me, Maloup, why am I not scared?

The more I go on,
the less I'm scared.

I won't let it get to me.

Fuck them.

Fuck them!

They can do whatever,
they won't break me.

Don't talk like that.

You'll see.

Don't be afraid,
I won't be a nuisance.

I am here to settle this once and for all.

These are for you, Moussey.

I'll be honest.

I'll tell you
in front of your dad...

in front of Lulu, René,

Fifi and Mado.

I'm not ashamed.

I hit you,
but don't think I didn't love you.

You hear me, Moussey?

I know.

I'd like us to stop,
I'd like you to...

to come home
and pick up your stuff.

Why?

Because I've got someone else.

Another girl?

Of course.

Shall we go right now?

It will be in and out.

Let's have some Champagne first.

- Marie, your flowers!
- I'll be back in a bit.

I like this dress.

I made you.

Without me, you'd be a piece of shit.

You can't do this to me!

My little Moussey...

There is no Moussey.

I won't come back.

You can kill me, I won't come back.

Come in.

Sit down.

I've come to get my record cleared.

What's your name?

Mage.

Marie Mage.

Is that you?

"I declare not to indulge
in prostitution anymore."

Date and signature,
please.

That's it.

It must have cost you a lot.

What?

Your pimp must have asked for a lot of money.

Pimp?

I never had one.