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La Revelation a.k.a. Sex is Beautiful

Caroline! Phillip!

Are you ready? Come on now. We have to go,sweetheart.

Hello, sweetheart. How are you?

Come and get dressed, dear.

This is for the train.

- Hi, there! - Put on your coat.

Hurry, Phillip! I'll get your skis.

- Do you know how to ski? - Yes.

- Where are you going? - Morzine.

- Do you like to ski? - Yes.

All right, step on it!

- Oh Phillip, I can't believe it! - Come here, I'll help you.

You've untied your skis again. Quick now, get dressed.

We'll never have time to fix that.

Let Caroline take your dolls, dear.

Gisele, do you have a rubber strap in the car?

Yeah, I do.

- Taking all your dollies? - Hurry up now, put this on.

- Here, I'll help you. Come on, now. - Put it on! There you go!

Caroline, the oranges. And I think we have everything.

I'll take that.

Ok, Phillip. You go wait by the elevator now. You too, Caroline.

- Go on. - Let's go.

- You lock the door. - Yeah, okay.

Bye, Caroline.

Back in the Champion, now. Be careful.

Phillip, you listen to the instructor and be very good.

Don't worry, everything will be fine.

- Well, bye. - Goodbye.

Be good!

Write to me.

Well, Claire. They're gone?

- No-one cry? - No, they were all very brave.

That's good.

- Even you? - Even me!

Open and slam the door, will you?

Thanks!

Drop me at the metro station. The first one we get to.

You've got to be kidding! I'm not letting you alone tonight.

You'll have to do with me.

Did you see the state of my apartment? I've enough to keep me busy all night.

You can do all that some other day.

Yes, I guess so.

Oh, it's been such a long time since I've been to Paris.

I don't understand how you do it.

You live fairly close to Paris, there's a train every 10 minutes.

And you continue to hide out in the backwoods.

You know it's like that for anyone who doesn't work.

Francis gets in late and doesn't feel like going out.

He'll be gone for how long?

Two days. He returns Monday.

He's off on a weekend, huh?

All right, all right!

- Forever the faithful lovers. - That's something you'll never understand.

Well, try me, I might!

Claire, you'll find what you need in that cupboard to set the table.

And make me a martini, you can just help yourself, huh?

Okay.

Flour.

Claire! Do you know how much flour to use to make white sauce?

It's not right in here.

Er, how much flour to make a white sauce?

Let me do it.

What are you making?

A cheese souffle.

Oh, that's very ambitious when you don't know how to cook.

You must be joking. Can I help at all?

You can crack the eggs.

Tell me, in your statistics, how many women don't know how to cook?

Oh, listen my dear I can't really take care of all the problems.

I have enough work to do with this General Conference for Women.

Oh yes, there's been a lot of talk in the papers about women's liberation.

No, no, no, no, no! It's not the liberation of women.

It's just a new found feminine consciousness.

About work, and love, the family, leisure...

And did it go well?

Fantastic! You should have been there, you would have heard some lively discussions.

You know with children it's not that easy.

Where do you keep the salt?

In the cupboard there.

Say, I beat the whites?

Yeah, until they're firm.

Okay.

Hello?

Hello, darling.

Where?

Furstenberg?

Rue Bercy.

Yes, it's an excellent idea.

But I...

I'm not alone.

No, you know, Claire.

Good.

Yes, we'll be quick. But give us time to make ourselves presentable.

Did you find anything you like there?

Yes.

I'll wear my hot one. Black and green.

But... it's completely transparent!

You can't go out like that!

Why not? What's wrong? It's fine.

Well, I admit it takes courage.

No. And what's more, it would go well on you.

No. It's not at all my style.

Here we are. Claire... Bernard...

Hello.

Good evening.

Ooh, table sketches improving!

I'm starving! Are you?

For me, it'll be, um... a lemon sole.

Claire. I would recommend a boiled chicken. I had one yesterday, it's excellent.

Okay.

Two boiled chickens and a sole.

- Red wine? - Yes. - Yes, red wine.

A Bordeaux, please.

You're exactly like Gisele described you.

She's speaks often of you, you know.

- That's very sweet. - I have marvellous descriptive powers.

Besides we have so many things in common.

Childhood memories?

Yes. I'm a few months older than Gisele.

And I was often asked to take this little girl with me to school.

Maybe. But now this little girl could teach you a lot.

Oh yes, we know. You are a big girl now. Going out all alone.

Come on, don't be silly! Tell us about your white mice.

They're more polite than you are.

I'm a biologist.

What do you do exactly? Do you work in a laboratory?

Not always. For instance, right now I'm working with the embryo of a chicken.

- Ugh! - Yes, a monster.

The heart is situated outside the thorax.

- Lemon sole? - Thank you. - It's for this lady.

You study nothing but monsters?

No, but we're obviously interested by the anomalies of nature.

But now the lab work is becoming less frequent.

You see, biology approaches more and more physics and chemistry.

And vitalism is nearly a thing of the past.

This vitalism, what is it?

Oh no! You're not going to give us a lecture!

Why not, it's fascinating.

Well if you are interested you should read the works of the Nobel Prize winner, Jacques Morneau.

I'll do that.

Is it good?

I was right to listen to you. It's delicious.

And she ought to know. Claire is a first class cook.

Coming from you it's not a compliment.

Please tell me more about biology.

Oh no, don't start up again! You're always showing off.

I'm sick of it and I'm jealous.

Every time I tell you about my statistics, you listen like a brick wall.

- Well, biology, how would you say it? Its something... - Like a detective story.

He always says the same thing.

And Miss Gisele always kills my effects.

It is a quest... we search in the dark before discovering something new.

You see, we're detectives. But for us the case is never over.

And each new discovery is a new enigma.

Delicious.

Well, I can see that we're not going to have any serious discussion tonight.

If I tell you about the double helix of the DNA, Gisele will scream her head off.

Please go on, it's fascinating! Speak about the double helix of the DNA.

Go ahead. You're simply dying to.

What is it?

Let's say it's the basic link in the great rebirth of biology.

It's the spiral chain structure of an acid, with a complicated name,

which carries the hereditary messages in every living being.

Amazing!

I'll try to explain it to you.

And how are the white mice?

You see, I don't know a single person who doesn't speak to me of mice.

Er, Claire... Lionel...

- Good evening. - Hello.

Hello Gisele. How are you?

Tell me, did you have dinner?

Yes, I did.

- Claire, coffee...? - No thanks. - Coffee? - No.

The cheque, please.

Lionel works for us, so you can ask him anything you want about fashions.

He's an expert.

Do you know the shop, "Baguerra"?

72, Rue de Reine.

Lionel is to me someone like Gisele is to you.

But for us it was not school that brought us together, but vacation.

Our parents had rented adjoining houses.

And we fell in love with the same girl, remember.

And then... Who won her?

We shared her between us.

Well, where shall we go?

I've an idea.... I heard about this show... It's not exactly the theatre,

- but it's quite extraordinary. - Okay, would you come with us?

Oh, I'm not going to leave you with two pretty girls.

Hey, hold it!

Married... Mother of two... Faithful...

My friend, Claire, is awfully petit bourgeouis.

Is that right?

Could be... but she might have said it more gracefully

Our friend Gisele often has good ideas like this, it's a very exciting performance!

It's not a performance. Watch it. They're not actors.

They're improvising a psychotherapy session in public.

- They're in earnest. - Like this in public?

Obviously! That's what's so interesting.

Watch this. They're going to have an exercise gesture now.

If I'd known, I would have gone up!

- I think it's a put-up job. - No, it's completely spontaneous.

They're people like you and me.

- Well, just you watch me, I'm going... - Don't be an idiot!

They all think that I'm strong...

It's not true. I'd like to be as strong as they think.

I'm scared.

Sometimes I would like to yell.

It would be a liberation.

Why did my husband leave me? Because I didn't want a child.

He already had a child by the other woman. But I'm alone... all alone.

When I was little I was afraid at night when my parents went out.

But then I didn't say it. They also thought that I was strong.

If they had known I was scared.

The fear, I know it well, with me always. Fear of you... fear of me...

All of you, you're afraid! Admit it!

I'm sorry, but I'm going to leave you now.

I hope I'll see you sometime.

Goodnight.

- Goodbye. - Ciao.

Excuse me, I have the Italian buyers tomorrow.

Well?

You don't understand at all, the psychodrama's important.

Oh, yes, yes, I agree the technique of psychodrama is effective...

but this, this is a new departure.

I don't believe in it.

I don't deny that it can have a therapeutic effect,

but in small groups, directed by a psychologist,

but like that in public as a spectacle? No.

And for me I just wonder if it doesn't accelerate a bit that liberation.

I think it's obvious. We all have in us a bit of exhibitionism.

Well, I'm going to get some ice cubes.

- and some seltzer. - I'll help you.

Look, don't you see that this desire to undress becomes nothing but a spectacle.

Why, no, just the opposite. It's their form of self-expression.

If you're capable of undressing physically, you're capable of undressing morally.

Can't you understand that?

Claire might not feel the need to be liberated.

Perhaps for that reason, she doesn't get it.

Yes, but if there's anyone who's completely blocked inside

by taboos and conventions, it's certainly you.

Look who's talking! You're as blocked as I am.

What's this in here?

That's a cheese souffle. But it's not cooked yet.

Such a pity.

There now! What do you want? Are you still that hungry?

- Correct! - Oh, you poor thing!

Nothing to nosh on?

You're really something!

You're forgetting the chocolate cake.

If it annoys you conversing seriously, you must say so.

On the contrary, darling, I'm nourished by your chocolate cake,

but I'm nourished also by your ideas, and by your opinions.

You were talking about the taboos and conventions.

All the clothes one wears are symbols. Any psychologist will tell you.

Your symbols are pretty transparent but you still hide behind them.

Not always.

Symbols sometimes... can be removed.

- Goodnight, Claire - Goodnight. - Goodnight

Down with the slavery of women! Liberty, equality of the sexes!

The right to orgasm!

Don't make us feel guilty in our pleasure. End the exploitation of women!

- Of pleasure! - Of Pleasure! - Of pleasure!

- Of experience! - Of experience! - Of experience!

Let's beware of man, the accused.

He's been preaching for centuries.

A monologue.

His communication conditions happiness of the couple.

Let the taboos be abolished!

Let women have the right to decide for themselves!

- Liberation! - Liberation! - Liberation!

- Initiation! - Initiation! - Initiation!

- Right of the sexes! - Right of the sexes! - Right of the sexes!

- Give to women equality of chance! - Equality of chance! - Equality of chance!

- Give to women equality of rights! - Equality of rights! - Equality of rights!

Claire... Claire... Claire...

Claire!

Come and join us.

Come, join us, Claire!

Come!

Come!

Come!

Come!

You must be liberated, Claire! You must be liberated!

You must be liberated! Liberated! Liberated! Liberated!

Claire.

Claire, darling.

Wake up, Claire.

Wake up, it's 9 o'clock!

I've got to leave. Bernard has too.

You take your time and then just leave the key with the concierge, okay.

But it's Saturday.

No, it's Friday. I'm working.

Well, have a nice rest.

I'll call you later.

The prettiest dresses are inside. Come on in.

- I was intending to. - That's all right.

You've arrived in time for closing.

- But I... - Oh don't worry, to try on is not to buy.

I haven't yet been able to get Monsieur Chamet.

Oh that's all right. You can call him tomorrow. Goodbye, Diane.

What would you like to see? A coat... a dress?

I'd like to, but I have to leave.

Oh, you must have a few minutes.

You may leave now. I'll take care of madame.

- Thank you, goodbye sir. - Goodbye.

Go over there. I'll be with you right away.

Try this one.

- I don't have time. - But of course you have time.

Absolutely gorgeous!

I was sure it would suit you.

You've never seen yourself dressed that way?

No, I haven't.

I created it to be worn alone, anything else is heresy.

And it's more elegant this way.

You're lovely.

One minute. Don't move! I have an idea.

La lo, you're not going to leave me like that.

- I must go home. - For whom?

Gisele told me you were alone, so come.

Here is my apartment and my office at the same time.

No, I use scissors not chisels.

Where are we going?

You're kidnapped. Two days in the country.

- Not sleeping? - No, no.

How do you feel?

Oh, I'm just fine.

Now just you relax. Don't worry, everything's quite simple.

- You're not cold are you? - No.

We're almost there. The place is 1 kilometre down the road.

Too bad you can't see the village tonight.

It's very charming. It even has a station right out of an operetta.

And what's more, it's only 5 minutes to the sea.

See you tomorrow, Mike.

The Miller of Belbue began to build the corn by the old coast road near the harbour,

on the 26th of November, 1780.

As you might have noticed, the proprietors of the mill

have been good enough to preserve the mechanism, which is intact.

The big wheel was still turning a year ago.

The beams are the originals.

Here is some bottled fruit... prepared by me.

And it was Louis XVI himself who authorised my ancestors to build this mill

I am an avid reader, as you might have noticed.

You just climb the stairs... to the bedrooms.

If you please.

Morning.

- Jack already gone? - He's gone fishing.

She's a beauty.

Very pretty.

Morning, Claire.

I'm starving.

The breakfast is on the table. Go and get it.

- This way? - Why not this way?

Nice, isn't it?

Come on.

- Where are we going? - I'm going to take you around the grounds.

Cast off!

There we go!

Pretty, pretty, pretty. I'm a bit pretty, aww, they're lovely.

- Do you think they recognise you? - But of course they recognise me!

Oh, he is beautiful.

Just look at them.

Oh, I'm afraid!

Don't be silly, there's no reason to be frightened.

Oh, I love 'em.

Oh, the country suits you. Your cheeks are bright red.

It's marvellous.

And now we'll have fun.

This afternoon I'll take you to the sea.

I'll tell you what, you're going to drive.

You'll take us to the coast. It's only 5 kilometres away.

But I never passed the test!

Just the sight of an examiner destroys my self-confidence.

This is not a driving test. You'll see, you'll do very well.

- Know which pedal's which? - Yes.

- This is the accelerator, right? - Right.

Now wait and I'll release the brake.

Press down on the clutch. Go on, go ahead.

Now, come on! Press down on the clutch!

Away! Away!

Let me stop it.

What do you want me to do now?

Press on the starter.

Alright, let's go.

Go on. Steady.

Did you put it in gear?

There we are!

Come on. Clutch! Go on!

Like this?

That's perfect! You have talent!

Okay, that's better.

Now come on, clutch. We're going to shift.

Yes.

And press down on the pedal, okay.

But I am pressing. I've got to press down almost to the floor, Lionel.

- You have to press even harder! - But I am, Lionel.

Start over again, you're in first gear. Now press your clutch.

I'm trying to, really!

Well, it's a bit rough, but it'll do.

- Lionel, do I have priority here? - Get ready to turn right.

- Yes, you've got priority. - Are you sure it's all right?

- I think I almost had a nervous breakdown! - You're not afraid?

But it's too fast!

No, no, no, no, that's fine. After the turn you pass into third.

But when do I press down my clutch?

Not now, wait. And press the accelerator.

Right now, put your foot on the clutch.

- Yes, there. - Fine.

- How am I doing? - You're doing fine.

Watch it, keep to the right.

- Well, having fun? - Yes, but I've just about had enough.

- You're already tired?

Yes, I'm going to pull up somewhere where the road gets straight.

Well, all right, there, we'll stop right here.

Oh, I might as well, where there are no houses.

- I'm braking. It's so difficult. - Brake slowly! Slowly. There, there!

Pulling the handbrake. Et voila!

Away we go!

You were great!

You're out of your mind!

You were the brightest, Claire, and I lost you. So she's all yours.

Oh, it's crazy. I was so afraid he'd be killed.

Oh, you didn't think I'd hit him, did you?

You might have.

It's a game, you see.

Jack goes fishing here almost every day.

- He is sort of strange, don't you think? - Yes.

It's nice, huh?

Nature! Liberty! Imagination!

You haven't tasted that life yet.

No more reticence... No more taboos... Nor constraints.

They're all going to vanish.

I doubt it!

You doubt it? But I can do anything I want!

I can do anything! I can do anything! I can do anything! Anything! Anything!

I can do anything!

I want you to meet a little boy.

The house of my childhood.

I used to hide there all day long.

Come over here.

You see I deviated some of the river to bring water.

They're pretty cheery, your childhood memories.

Not that much. My memory keeps them warm.

Come on.

You see, there's nothing special... except for the boy.

Mr. Lionel.

There's a phone call from Paris.

I've told them that you'd call back, but...

Coming.

You're going to catch cold.

Why no! That was to be delivered to Italy, Tuesday.

Of course not, Brigitte. Not the dresses from the latest collection.

Only the coats as we have decided.

Well that I don't know.

Yes, yes. What?

Oh, that. Well, do as usual.

Very good, Brigitte.

Write it down or you'll forget it again.

Oh, and first of all...

- Looking for Mr. Lionel? - Yes.

He's in the building facing the house.

In his studio...

Follow the wall...

Come close to me. Be careful! Come around the projector.

I went by the room earlier and you were sleeping like an angel.

- Yes, I had a... - Shhh.. listen!

Look!

- They're pretty, huh? - Yes, very pretty.

Do you like it?

Why not?

Admit you're shocked.

Yes, I am a little.

And who was it took the photos?

Me.

Right or wrong I think of myself as an artist.

I've always been intrigued by all forms of art.

They are but beggars that can count their worth

But my true love is grown to such excess I cannot sum up some of half my wealth

Mine eye and heart out of mortal war how to divide the conquest of my sight

If I profane with my unworthiest hand thy holy shrine the gentle fine is this

My lips to brushing pilgrims very stand to smooth that rough touch

With a tender kiss.

Think! Women love to match with men, and not to live so like a saint.

Here is no heaven. They holy then begin when age doth them attaint

Were kisses all the joys in bed One woman would another wed.

Potted shrimp... Chinese salad... Lobster...

Gisele was mistaken on your account.

You're not as unapproachable as she said.

Now close your eyes... and listen.

I am the Duke of Orleans.

The most libertine of the libertines.

You would be passed from hand to hand.

And from mouth to mouth.

Ah, my dearest child, could you find pleasure in that?

Who can be sure?

Were I to die in your arms, my lady,

I were content.

And what greater honour could be found in this world than to press on your breast,

My lips as my soul takes flight.

It's not exactly period, it's by Orselles.

Embrace me!

Rouse me with your warmth.

Lilian! Jack!

Come and join us.

Do you know the passionate verses of Ossard and Dubillet?

Some, but not enough to answer line for line.

Hmm, too bad.

With my lips of your breast I do taste.

And each thread of your hair I caress.

They had a way with women in those days!

Come.

Come again.

Sweet love does now invite

Thy graces which refrain

To do me due delight

To see, to touch, to kiss, to faint.

To die with thee again.

To die with thee again

In sweetest sympathy.

Lionel, don't! Please!

We are among friends, so why not?

Not that!

I don't wish to force you.

Each of us here is free to choose his pleasures.

Are you waiting for the train to pass?

Yes.

You'll have to wait two hours.

Doesn't matter.

All right.

Coffee.

Claire!

Claire!

Claire!

Claire!

You know this morning the secretary didn't show up.

Then Sean came in, you know Sean, don't you?

So I said to him, well, he asked me where she was

So I told him that she'd come in and that she'd gone out to mail a registered letter

and that moment the telephone rang. Well, it was the secretary.

She said she couldn't come in because she had the flu.

So there I was, I was in a real jam. Ache all over just after I had said that

that she'd gone out for a while... You just can't imagine... what a mess!

You know this morning, at the office, the secretary didn't show

and then the boss arrived and asked me where she was

I told him she'd been in but she'd gone out to mail a registered letter.

At just that moment, the red telephone rang...

Hello.

I looked for you all day.

I'm fine, and you?

Do you want to go to dinner with Bernard and we'll follow Marie in a cute place?

No, I'd rather not.

Francis returns tomorrow and I have things to do.

Goodbye.

So many things happened while you were away.

I went out for two days with another man.

I was happy being with him.

I know it's going to hurt you, but physically I was overwhelmed.

But now I'm sure that my happiness is here with you and with the children.

Francis, I love you!

I'm afraid we haven't known how to love each other.

It's not so easy to be married.

But we'll have a new chance to succeed.

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