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A small coin for the Voreux miners?

Please! Please!

Get out!

And here's another one.

And a leak, right here.

If we don't end the strike, the mine is going to cave in.

The mine must return to the miner,

as the sea to the fisherman or the land to the farmer.

Did they receive donations from the people?

From the area and the country.

Solidarity among workers has no borders.

Write that down.

It's been six weeks. Can they hold out for long?

As long as it takes.

We're all right. We're cool.

The mine is our home.

Right, guys?

- Yes! - Like a house!

We do it for others:

the workers, the laborers, the peasants.

Every salary is a message sent to the bosses.

We are not fooled and we are not alone.

- Write that too. - Etienne.

No! Shit, shit, shit!

No, no, no, no!

- No! - Hello, rams!

Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Don't fight!

What do you want?!

What do you want?!

What do you want, asshole?! Don't fucking touch me!

That's enough! It doesn't go like that, does it?!

What's biting you?

Let them pass.

Girl.

Girl.

Are you all right?

Help! Help, they stole my basket!

Cod?

Great, we'll go very far.

The risk is on us. If you're not happy, you leave.

If I had good legs, you'd see what I'd bring.

And I'd kick your ass.

I thought you didn't want the cod.

Where are you going, Jeanlin?

You don't care.

- Am I disturbing you? - On the contrary, you're a lifesaver.

- I'm not. - We said five minutes,

we've been here for an hour.

All right, I'll leave you.

- Mr. Hennebeau. - Lucie.

He looks very much like you, Victor.

I guess you didn't come here to talk about painting.

The damn strike is starting to have, shall we say, painful effects.

My wells are degrading with each passing day.

We put in patches, and I'm missing arms.

I'd need to borrow some men.

- Just a few days. - Wow, Philippe.

The situation must be desperate to get here.

Not desperate.

It is rather delicate.

Those bastards think they'll break the company,

has become their obsession.

Dignity, honor, sacred pride.

of the coal miner.

It's just greed.

Throw them ten wages in the dish and they'll go digging with their teeth.

Ten wages?

What shall I say?

Five.

That's what his dignity is worth.

Well, why don't you give them to him?

It seems to me a reasonable investment.

Short term, but if you give in once, even a little, they will be emboldened.

and tomorrow, it won't be five that they'll ask for,

but ten, then 15

I don't know what the miners are worth without the company,

I know what the company is worth without the miners.

And I think they do too.

I thought you would be an ally, a friend even.

Philippe. We both know very well that you only want one thing:

to give my head to the company, like a good little dog.

At the slightest mistake, you, my friend,

propose to help me by buying Jean Bart for a derisory sum.

Victor, I never wanted to take advantage of my situation to harm you.

It's not a reproach, Philippe.

It's the nature of this business:

the profits of some, the losses of others

Today your losses are my profits:

what they don't sell they'll buy from me.

It's nothing outrageous, that's the way this business is.

When one of the players cheats, problems arise.

The employer sets the wages, no one forces the miners to sign.

No. But when the workers wanted to organize themselves

they have given the bosses a lot of trouble:

in Saint-Etienne, to the laundresses

they were beaten for asking for two extra salaries.

At Dunkirk the engine drivers were locked up!

because they wanted to create a solidarity fund!

We have the money, the police, the politicians,

I wish we had morale on our side.

No, no, no, no, Philippe.

When you play for real,

one does not complain if the adversary has better cards.

Better cards!

Nobody wins anything if the mine sinks.

Think about it when you want to cause a strike.

How?

- Am I responsible for the strike? - Really, Philippe?

The reduction of wages, the reefs, the penalties

auctions, underpinning?

You wanted the strike to release your reserves.

You have gone too far with your workers.

I didn't come for your socialist moral lessons,

but to claim what you owe me.

Boy, Desmaret, Jubeau. You stole them from me, give them to me.

Is it my fault if your best workers run away from you and the others go on strike?

The game is not over, Deneulin.

Be careful.

There was a scuffle between Jean Bart's and Voreux's.

I see where you're going.

There are fights every day, but you're going to blame me.

Some with a full belly and others with hunger,

- does not end well. - Rasseneur,

the colony is quiet,

the press with us, the atmosphere is good.

- For how long? - Nobody said it would be done in one day.

Can't you believe in the cause?

In us?

Checkmate.

A good strategist.

Brilliant, kid.

Charles Bressan.

The company sent me.

Tell them everything is under control:

this strike has released the reserves

and emptying the workers' solidarity fund.

If I am here, you are not in control.

I'm not here to negotiate,

neither with you nor with the miners.

Listen, I've heard of you, I know your methods.

I'll let you know when it's time.

In the meantime,

don't come and bust my balls.

With our lamp in hand,

that the crowing of the rooster lights,

even without knowing our wages,

we leave while it is still dawn.

We fight with arms and feet,

with the whole body without rest,

without protecting the future

from the cold of the elderly.

Let us love each other and if we can

Let's get together for a round,

whether the cannon rumbles or not,

we will drink

Jesus, Mary and Joseph.

Not exactly.

"Fucking son of a bitch.

Socialist gangrene.

We're going to kill you.

Scum."

Written with H.

You, stay there.

What are you hiding?

Nothin'.

The pockets. The pockets!

And what is this?

I don't know. I haven't seen it.

You don't know?! You don't know?!

It's the contribution of the bourgeois! For the solidarity fund!

- Come, come! - It's for the cause,

- It's for the cause! - You scoundrel!

You'll see what I'll do to thieves!

Oh, my goodness.

What happened here?

We were attacked.

Don't worry, it's happened before.

- Damn them. - They went east.

- Let's go get them, they'll find out! - It's a provocation.

We mustn't play their game, it's what they expect.

- Enough of letting ourselves be trampled on. - Bouteloup,

if they send their henchmen,

is that they are scared.

And take my word for it, they have reason.

I have to give them some news.

It's Pluchart, from the International in Lille.

He will come to visit us tomorrow.

Spread the word.

Have you gone mad?

The situation is very tense. They will see it as a declaration of war.

Rasseneur, look around you.

We are at war.

- We will show that we are not afraid. - What's your problem Rasseneur?

Yeah! Fuck the company!

That will poison the situation.

We don't need the International to listen to us.

They want to take over the movement. That's how they work.

Believe me, I know Pluchart. He's a smooth talker,

he works for himself, not for us.

He has donated 400 francs to the solidarity fund.

We will be able to resist for weeks,

the company will have to give in if it doesn't want the mine to go bankrupt.

They would have started there.

400 francs. Is this the price for the integrity of the movement?

You let yourself be bought, Etienne.

- Worse, you sold us out! - Rasseneur!

We have money, help!

Tell me what else you're waiting for!

Rasseneur!

Do you have any schnapps? It still hurts.

But you weren't on the picket line!

Le Mouque. For home.

Out of the bar.

My hat!

We'll bring you the cap, le Mouque!

Etienne is right.

I'm sorry. Let's see, don't move.

We must keep calm.

If the International supports us, the company will back down.

Sure.

What happened, dad?

What are you doing here?

I heard he got beaten up...

I'm all right, sweetheart. It's okay.

What's it to you?

I brought you coffee

- and sugar for the children. - You think that's going to redeem you?

With coffee and sugar?

I'm sure life is easier with Muchacho.

You drink coffee

while they beat him up.

Please let me help them. I could share my salary.

No, we don't want your money.

You've earned it by spreading your legs.

But think about one thing.

Give me that. Give it to me!

We're not for sale.

Are you sure?

They don't talk about anything else in the colony.

The Workers' International.

Logistical, financial, human support. They can resist for weeks.

- I know the International. - You must do what you can to prevent it.

All of it?

It's a bit vague, isn't it?

Especially when faced with a lot of hotheads.

I don't care about their methods.

You wanted full authority?

You've got it.

Now assume it.

Where were you?

I went home, with some food.

I'm warning you, I'm not going to work to feed those undesirables.

I offered them my salary, just so you know.

What?

What?!

What happened?

My mother threw me out.

Her own daughter.

Very good.

Hey,

the best thing you can do is move on.

They didn't take long to do it.

Didn't they?

Come on, come on. Come on.

Come.

I will always be by your side.

You know that, don't you?

Don't you?

As of now,

it's the two of us against the whole world.

THE ADVANTAGE

- We've been waiting for an hour. - He said he would come.

There was a problem, that's it.

- Well? - I wasn't on the train, I saw it.

It's not normal.

Friends!

Pluchart will not come today.

I sent him a telegram to dissuade him.

What were you thinking of?

Etienne Lantier has betrayed the movement.

Because of him the situation is about to degenerate.

We can turn the problem around,

know that negotiation is the only way out.

We can keep the strike going for weeks,

but we will end up negotiating.

The Workers' International will ask us for explanations.

Our future will be disputed between the company and the party.

We between the gavel and the anvil.

And I ask you, my friends,

why do we want to join the International?

So that injustice may end!

Comrades. First of all, I apologize for the delay.

I assure you that it was not

because of the pitiful telegram I received from Rasseneur.

I simply did not take the train to cover my tracks.

These precautions must be taken

when there are skippers willing to do anything

to prevent the workers from organizing.

Yes, that is true.

You know that some people are easily intimidated.

Let's see, Pluchart, aren't you ashamed?

who fills people's heads with revolutionary ideas.

and you call me a coward?

You are not a coward comrade. You have always supported the cause.

You are not a coward,

but you're lazy.

A slacker!

And nobody wants to go to war with a slacker!

I want to go to war!

But I will choose my generals!

An emergency meeting! 400 francs from heaven!

to convince the reluctant and hungry!

You and your International just want to put pressure on them!

And you think the 400 francs will fall from the sky?

They come from the drapers of Le Havre,

All support their movement.

They have all put money out of their pocket.

If Etienne is treated as a traitor,

it is his solidarity that is insulted!

Come on, come on, come on, my friends!

Pluchart and his rhetoric I know you, don't be fooled!

The traitor is the one who abandons his comrades in struggle

waiting for the bosses' handout!

Listen to me! Those 400 francs

are much more valuable

than all the millions of those who exploit them.

Because they are their first 400 francs

and, if we stick together, your last millions!

If you think you are going to manipulate us with your speeches, you are wrong.

He is a liar!

He's a liar! He's a liar!

- Comrades! - Comrades!

Comrades, do not listen to the internal enemies!

who want to convince you that their cowardice is their own.

Be proud and be worthy of the hopes.

that you have awakened in every corner of France.

All over the country,

the heroes of Voreux are showered with praise,

who have been standing up to miserable bosses for six weeks.

Their demands are indisputable.

because they are just!

And justice is not something you ask for! It is imposed!

When I look at this room, what I see

are honest and worthy men and women.

Faithful and hardworking.

Entire generations sacrificed in the mine.

And all for what?

To choose between dying down in an explosion,

or dying outside from silicosis?

For the bosses profits! For the workers hunger!

For the bosses the dividends! For the workers the cold!

In this capitalist system, a dead worker

always costs less money than a retired worker.

But, but, but, but,

But the wind started to change, folks:

the proletarians all over the world

begin to claim what they are owed.

And even if they are not aware of it, you,

Voreux miners in struggle,

are at the forefront of this movement.

If I've come all this way

it is not so much to mobilize them

but to thank them.

We thank you, Pluchart.

- Comrades! - Your fight, your fight,

is part of an unstoppable movement:

that of social justice!

And if their bellies cry out in hunger, nothing happens!

Shout even louder! Shout with the workers of Salamanca!

Shout with the weavers of Manchester!

And may your shouts in unison shake the earth!

to the comfortable drawing rooms of Paris, London and New York!

Friends,

if you join the Workers' International,

they will never again be alone

and the only thing that will stop us

will be victory!

Victory!

Victory! Victory! Victory! Victory! Victory! Victory! Victory! Victory!

Victory! Victory!

Comrades!

I have the official letter of adhesion to the International Workers' Union.

It is time to decide.

Those in favor of joining the International, raise your hands!

Long live the miners of Voreux!

Long live the miners of Voreux!

Long live the International!

Victory!

Victory!

Up, outcasts of the earth.

On your feet, famished legion.

The reason thunders on the march,

is the end of oppression.

The past must be shattered,

slave legion standing to conquer.

The world is going to change its base.

Today's nothing must be everything.

I would stay with you, but I have a political committee tomorrow.

I understand. Besides, you've already done so much.

All credit to you, Etienne.

I'll talk about you in committee.

Theorists, philosophers, experts, there are under the rocks,

but born leaders, like you,

- are harder to find. - Thank you.

So hang in there, persevere,

the mobilization will spread like wildfire.

- See you soon, comrade. - I hope so.

Have a good trip.

Who are they?

Who are they?!

What do they want?

No?

What do you want?!

Who are they?!

Etienne.

The luck has changed, Etienne.

The luck has changed.

An hour ago you were toasting to the International.

"We are with you!".

And look now, spilling blood on the ground.

Wondering what's going to happen to you.

Let me go, sir.

I swear you'll never see me again.

What? You want to leave already?

We just got here.

We want to celebrate too.

To the revolution.

For the redemptive effort.

All that.

Get rid of this shit.

Have you seen Etienne?

No, I haven't seen him since last night.

- He doesn't have his stuff in the room. - Dad, dad!

- What's the matter? It's the box. - It's the box.

- What's wrong with the box? - It's gone.

It's not coming back. It's not coming back.

If he hadn't stolen the box, he would have come back.

We've been looking for him.

We have to surrender to the evidence: he took off.

You are right.

There must be an explanation.

He's a traitor. That's the explanation.

- Take that back now. - You're defending traitors now?

Take it back.

- What are we going to eat?! - Now you'll see what you're going to eat!

- How dare you?! - Calm down!

- You bastard. - It's no use.

We mustn't fight!

This is where radicalization leads us.

- We will negotiate. - The first thing is to find him.

He must have arrived in Belgium.

No choice, it's a matter of survival.

Look at them, they have given everything, they are hungry.

Come with me, Maheu.

For the miners of Voreux.

For the miners of Voreux.

For the miners of Voreux.

For the miners of Voreux.

THE MYSTERIES OF PARIS

It's really a pleasure.

This color doesn't suit me. I've never worn it.

I don't know what I was thinking that day.

But it's from a very famous dressmaker in Paris.

- Thank you, madam. - No. Charlotte,

- I insist. - That's very kind of you.

Let's see. We'll have to adjust it a little, but it's a detail.

This color is for you.

It is decided,

as a welcome gift to the family.

I'm excited.

- Like me? - Niece and neighbor.

We won't hide anything from each other.

I don't hide anything.

You'll have a couple of little secrets like everybody else.

I just hope you and Paul respect them.

No, no, really.

But it's all right.

Paul is lucky to have an aunt who cares so much about his future.

Alzire,

come closer.

Here.

Wait.

Here, little one,

a little piece of sugar.

I've saved it just for you.

Hey, you want to sing me your song?

Happy are the butterflies that are free...

It's okay, sweetheart. It's all right.

Another day.

I promise you, there are rumors of its history even in Marchiennes.

He's not likely to come back.

I tell you, that strike is over.

- It's over. - What are you talking about?

You don't know? Lantier has run off with the International's money.

You were right. He was a scoundrel.

- Are you kidding me? - I swear. 400 francs, they say.

- A small fortune, isn't it? - I'd go whoring every night.

You're broke, but you spend it all on whores, so...

He'll go whoring too. 400 francs. What a bastard.

We're leaving.

Fucking traitor.

He has no face.

Yes, it does.

Gentlemen, thank you for dedicating your precious time to us.

Let's get straight to the point, if you like.

The comrades agreed to return to work.

But they would have to be given something in return. They should make a gesture.

I propose one cent more per wagon. Take it or leave it.

That's too little, sir. It doesn't even make up for the reductions you made.

- The miners don't gain anything. - Do they think I'm a winner?

Do you know how much this strike cost the company?

The damage caused to the mine?

I accept to start over, that's already a gesture.

I want the workers working tonight

and the mine up and running tomorrow.

Those who do not want to work will be fired.

Transmit the message.

Yes, sir.

Let's go.

What an authority.

Push, don't pull.

I won't be able to.

Hands here. Lower back. Now push! Push!

You all right, Etienne?

I'm cold.

Wait.

Take.

What am I doing here?

You really don't remember anything?

Bressan.

He's still here with his men.

I didn't tell anyone you're here.

It's full of snitches.

The comrades?

- Etienne. - The strike?

There is no more strike.

What?

People think you left with the box.

They threatened to fire them if they continued the strike.

They will return to work tonight.

Is it over?

You did what you could, Etienne.

The most important thing is that you're still alive, isn't it?

He learned a piano piece that is magnificent.

Here's to getting back to normal.

We have signed the agreement today. Work restarts tonight.

It was so depressing to see those young, healthy men with their arms folded.

You haven't given in on anything, I guess.

One cent more per wagon.

They did that for a penny?

No. They dreamed of revolution and we bought it for them.

for a penny.

For the revolution you still paid too much.

You have handled this crisis very well, Philippe.

It's true. In spite of the pressure, you were cold-blooded...

- remarkable. - Remarkable.

And you, sir?

Bressan.

Bressan.

What position do you hold?

Director of security.

- Were you afraid of violence? - Carole,

- let's go. - I don't know, I ask.

Mom. Those poor people fought to improve their living conditions.

They are not bloodthirsty savages.

Look how kind.

Always defending the less fortunate.

But it's like this. They were months going cold, starving

And all for a penny?

Agree or disagree with your methods, it reveals desperation, doesn't it?

It was his decision, Cecile. As are we.

We are all equal before our responsibilities.

And before God.

How he has so much sympathy for them,

why doesn't he invite them to sit at his table?

Have you ever shared a meal with those merry comrades?

Have you ever held one of your brats? Try it.

They'll rip off your jewelry and precious lace in a heartbeat.

They lack education, but they are honest and dignified.

Nonsense. Dignified men stand up, they don't play the victim.

Even if they say that the mine belongs to the miners,

the truth is that it is the miners who belong to the mine.

Take off a miner's beak

and, believe me, it won't make him a lawyer. Just a drunk,

thief and swindler.

- It's Lantier! - Lantier!

- Lantier! - Lantier!

No!

Shut up!

Get out of here!

Comrades!

They were fooled.

I never left.

But Bressan and his thugs tried to kill me.

And La Mouquette,

La Mouquette saved my life.

But it wasn't enough to kill me,

it was necessary to dirty my name.

Besides being a coward, he had to be a thief!

It was them who stole the solidarity box!

Bastards! Bastards!

Comrades.

I know that fear pushed them back to work.

I was scared too as they beat the crap out of me, four against one.

But believe me.

Believe me, brothers:

they are more afraid than we are.

Hennebeau, Bressan, the company.

They all shit their silk pants!

Because they know there are more of us and justice is on our side!

- Yes! - Cowards!

Comrades,

just ten minutes ago they were shivering with cold,

walked in the dark, alone with their fears:

the fear of not coming back, the fear of not earning enough,

fear of fines, fear of an accident,

but now they are no longer cold or afraid,

their torches light up the forest as if it were daytime!

That's the strength of the union! Together, everything is possible!

And as I see you from here, brothers,

you are magnificent.

You are magnificent, Etienne!

Well, stop humiliating us.

Enough of dying buried alive!

Be strong and brave, brothers,

because what the grey, the sinkings,

fire and cold have not been able to do,

it won't be Bressan who does it!

They may break our bones, but they won't break the movement!

We're miners, shit!

Even in hell we'd know where to dig!

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