All language subtitles for The Happy Time (1952) [HD]

It's springtime
The happy time!

In springtime
The happy time!

There's romance in the air
The breezes sigh
and whisper

L'amour, l'amour, l'amour

Time to learn
la joie de vivre
The happy time

When your heart's a gay
deceiver
The happy time

When pulses start to jingle
and dreams intermingle

And life acquires a tingle
Oh, isn't this a happy,
happy time?

If lips repeat together,
cherie, cherie, cherie

A kiss can last forever
and never finish!

Did you ever see
two lovebirds

And notice them
Though they can't
pronounce such

Love words as je vous aime

As on the perch
they're swaying

Supposedly playing
Somehow you know
they're saying

Oh, isn't this a happy,
happy time

Oh, isn't this a happy,
happy time

Did you ever see
two lovebirds

And notice them

As on the perch
they're swaying,
supposedly playing

Oh, isn't this a happy,
happy time

Ah, Grandpere.

Never mind the gumdrops,
Monsieur Lafayette.
I have to hurry!

Grandpere!

Grandpere!

What have you got,
a canary?
It is for you, Bibi.

Happy Birthday.
Merci.

Hmm. This looks like
the most wonderful bird
in all of Canada.

Does he sing?
Only when he is in the mood.

And when is he
in the mood?

Ah, when he sings,
naturally.

I wish he'd do it now.
Oh, do not rush him.

Birds are like women.
You do not force
the mood on them.

One leads up
to the moment gently.

Timing's the thing, Bibi.

In this case the timing
was wrong?

Ah, poof,
there was nothing at stake.

The sidewalk is no place
to win a woman's favor
or ask a bird to sing.

When the moment is right,
one does not need to ask,
it is given.

Oh, Robert, Robert!
Can I see you a minute
alone, Robert?

Sure, I guess so.
I'll be right in, Grandpere.

Attendez...

It's for you,
for your birthday.

Thank you.
Put it on.
Let me see how you look.

Well, if it ain't young
fancy-pants Bonnard!

What's he doin' with
your mask?

I'm wearing it, tu comprends?

Tu comprends.
You gimme a pain!

What's the idea?
He ain't on our team.

I only let you on 'cause
you had a mask.

Do you want it back?
Me?
I'm no Indian giver!

Anyhow, it's his birthday
and I want to give it to him.

But I asked for it first.

Ah, but Grandpere says
when the moment is right,
one does not need to ask.

It is given!

I, too, am in the mood
to give.

For this you deserve
a medal.

Hey!

Au revoir.

He gives me a pain.

I think he's cute.

Applesauce!

Happy birthday, Bibi.

Merci. Bonjour, Papa.
Bonjour, mon Bibi.

What have you got there?

Grandpere gave it to me.

A wonderful bird who sings
only when he's in the mood.

Oh! Well, obviously he does
not sing for a living then.

He is a true artist.

Well, I hope he sings for you
for many years, Bibi.

I have also the ice skates
you and maman gave me.

Bonjour, Papa.
A stuffed owl from
Uncle Louis,

a fine catcher's mask...

Oh, Bibi, the postman left
a large envelope for you.

It's on the hall table.
From your Uncle Desmonde.

Uncle Desmonde?

And how does it go
with the new love?

The Widow LaTouche?

Oh, one makes progress.

Last night it is discovered
she wears a wig.

Makes a difference?

Well, no one is perfect.

I agree.

Look, Maman,
what Uncle Desmonde sent.

A photograph of himself,
and two nice ladies.

Nice ladies!

Jacques,
will you look at this?

Bibi, go up
and wash your hands.

They aren't dirty.
At once!

Well?
You know what's on my mind.

Show it to Grandpa.

Too skinny.

What do you suppose
Bibi thinks of a thing
like this?

Thinks?
He thinks nothing.

He is only happy that
Desmonde remembered
his birthday.

But these women!
Who are they?

And what are they?

You know Bibi imitates
all of you.

He's even picked up
Desmonde's trick
with the medals!

With the same results?

Be still.

Jacques, he'll realize
what this is all about
some day.

Well, when he's old enough
to realize he'll be old
enough to understand.

That Desmonde,
he's becoming the most
roving eye in Ottawa.

With everything else,
does he have to be
a traveling salesman?

I shudder to think
what's happening to women
all over Canada.

Well, we have had no reports
from the outlying provinces.

Do not worry
about Desmonde.

One of these days
he will change
and settle down.

It's a transformation
devoutly to be wished.

You quote?
Shakespeare.

Ah, there was an
Englishman with glands.

Be still.

Bibi, what have you got
on your sleeves?

They're too long.

Before he left town,
Uncle Desmonde gave me
some garters to hold them up.

Women's garters!
Take them off!

Look at them!

Off some stranger's legs!

To Desmonde
she was not a stranger.

Jacques!
Calm yourself, my love.

My brother is young.

Your son is younger.

After all there's
no great harm
in catching garters

that are thrown from
the stage at the
Casino Burlesque.

It's done by some of our
most distinguished citizens.

It's a form of sport.

I don't want garters
from the Burlesque on
my son's arms!

Only one is from
the Burlesque.

The other was
obtained privately.

Now, Bibi,
in the world of man,

one does not talk too much,
tu comprends?

It is enough to have
the garters,

one does not volunteer
the information where
they were obtained.

You will understand
when you are a man.

Papa.
Hmm?

When will that be?

What?

When will I be a man?

Oh, soon enough.

There is a law of nature
called la Puberte

and is widespread
among all animals,

being the awakening
of a natural appetite.

Life will taste better then.

Like a good soup, ha,
it is the seasoning
that counts.

Papa...
But it's a hard
appetite to satisfy,

believe me.
Please.

Regard!
He's in the mood!

Ah! Magnificent,
a perfect aria.

Ah, in a moment you
shall try your wings.

Jacques, you're not going
to let that bird out
of his cage!

Just for a few minutes.

I want him to become
familiar with our house.

He won't fly away.

Believe me, my love,
this bird in his song,

which I understand completely,
has expressed a desire to
live his own life.

It is a desire that
must be respected.

How do you know
what he wants, Papa?

Your father, it seems,
understands the language
of birds.

The first day we met,
he told me that

he had been speaking
with a lark,

who wished us to
visit him in the woods.

This is how it happened?

This is how it began.

And you, the bird's
wish was granted.

You went into the woods
with him?

Ah, you cannot
be all Scotch.

And you are even
better than I thought.

There we have it!

Come, my little Caruso.

That's good.

Papa!
The bird is gone!

Oh, he'll be back.
Don't worry.

Maman, Papa! Look!

You see?
What did I tell you?

A piano!
They're moving a piano in!

A piano?

For us?

Name of a cow!

Such idiots!

They have delivered it
too soon!

What're you talking about?
We didn't order a piano.

It was supposed to be
a surprise for Bibi,
now they have spoiled that.

A piano? For me?
Merci, Papa, merci!

They were told to bring it
while Bibi and I were
at the theater.

What madness is this?
You know Bibi
can't play a note!

It's a mechanical piano.
He can play with his feet!

You come too early.
I said 2:00.

You want us
to take it back?

No! Papa,
don't let them do it!

Well, make up your mind.

All right, all right,
get it into the house.

I'll move the furniture
out of the way.

Bibi!
Happy birthday.

Hello, Uncle Louis.

Did you get my present?

Yes, thank you for
the stuffed owl.

Come over and see my piano!

You can watch them
moving it in!

Very well.

If there's no work involved.

A piano is a heavy instrument.

You use the word "work"
as though you knew
what it meant.

The husband and the wife
must not both work.

All the world knows.

And why not?

It is a matter of
la politesse.

A man who drinks wine
from a water cooler!

A man who has not let
the thought of work disturb
his slumbers for 20 years!

You lose so many
chances to be quiet.

A man who is even able
to drink in his sleep!
I've seen you!

Ah, be still!

You're a cork
in my cognac!
I must go now.

You will listen to me first,
do you hear?

Arrange your ears
and listen!

You have a daughter,
recall to yourself you
have a daughter,

an angel from heaven,
a pearl among women.

Oui, ma princesse...
And yet this sweet child,

this tender blossom,
cannot get a husband!

Pourquoi?
Pourquoi?

Pourquoi? Her father drinks
wine from a water cooler!

Calm your bile.
Ah!

Do not fret
my golden pigeon,

you will yet strike a man
blind with your beauty.

Name of a pig!

Look, Uncle Louis,
it's a mechanical piano,
and has many rolls.

Avalon, Tales From
the Vienna Woods.

Alouette, Whispering and,
I wish I could Shimmy
Like My Sister Kate.

Why do men keep horses
out of work?

Oh, I must lie down.

This sight has fatigued me.

But you must come in,
and listen to it play!

I can listen out here.

I shall strain my ears
to the utmost, uh,
but play softly.

Softly.

Whatever possessed you?

Bibi wishes
to have lessons.

And it is for
the whole family,
tu comprends?

It is good exercise
for the legs.

Jacques, how much did you
pay for the piano?

Uh, well,
I have this friend,
you understand,

who, who wanted
to get rid of it,

because he bought
a larger one.
How much?

Oh, uh, $85.

Jacques!

You see, darling?

Such a thing is not
an extravagance!

It's true that one should
have money in the bank,
but can a bank play Avalon?

No?

Oh, hello, Peggy,
come in.

I, uh, I just came
to borrow something.

Oh, of course.
What is it, dear?

The, uh,
vacuum cleaner.

Ours is broken.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Oh, I'll be late
for my matinee.

Come along, Bibi.
I'll get my jacket.

Are you going, too?

I go to the Saturday
matinee, with Papa.

In honor of my birthday.

Well, I, I guess I'd
better go home.

Don't forget
the vacuum cleaner.

Oh, yes, thank you,
Mrs. Bonnard.

Bibi, give me your comb.

Turn around.

Someday Peggy's going
to run out of things she
can think of to borrow.

And she'll have to admit
it's just an excuse
to see Bibi.

Me?
Yes, you.

A true Bonnard.

You see, the women come
to borrow his vacuum cleaner.

Be nice to her, Bibi.

She's an American
and hasn't been in
Canada long.

She can't have
many friends.

She wears braces
on her teeth.

Bibi!
Bonsoir, grand-pere.

Come along, Bibi.
We are late.

Goodbye, sweetheart.

I warn you, Gaspari,
keep your hands
to yourself!

And now,
ladies and gentlemen,

for the first time on
any stage in Ottawa

I will attempt to perform
a dangerous and
mystifying experiment!

This lovely young woman
is about to be sawed in half!

Music.

My charming assistant
appears lifeless.

Let us see if we can
detect signs of life,
can she still be breathing?

I shall listen
closely and see.

My poor, helpless pigeon.

Take care, Gaspari!

Come in.

Are you sure
I won't be in the way?

Madame may object.

Object?

Object?
No, she'll be delighted!

But, uh, perhaps
we'd better prepare
her for the surprise,

before she meets you.

So if you'll wait here
a moment.

Come, Bibi.
Yes, Monsieur.

I know she'll be happy.
Papa...

I remember the time
I brought the cat home

and Maman made me
take it back.

Let us not consider
failure, Bibi.

We must handle this together,
gently but firmly,
tu comprends?

Avec finesse.

Hello, Susan.
We're back, Maman!

Well, I was beginning
to wonder.

Ah, it was a long matinee,
wasn't it Bibi?

You look tired, my love.

Oh, oui, Maman,
you work too hard.

Well, it's no more than
I've always done.
And I enjoy it.

Yes, but it is good
to have leisure, too.

Time to do other things.
What other things?

Well, you know,
other things.

The shoot the chutes
at Luna Park.

Oh, but I don't wish to
shoot the chutes.

Whatever gave you this idea?

Well, it's because we have
a surprise for you.

She'll be a great help
to you, Maman,
and run errands, too.

What on earth are you
talking about?

The maid we have engaged
to help with the housework!

You see, we are always
thinking of you.

A maid!

And have we just inherited
a million dollars?

She's called
Mignonette Chappuis.

We saw her backstage
after the show.

She had lost her job.

And she was crying.
She was all alone,

she had no place to go.

But her job,
what does she do?
She is a magician.

A magician?

This is all I need!
Oh, no, no, no.
You misunderstand!

She's with the magician!
With! You know, uh,

the beautiful one
who stands at the side
of the stage

and cries et voila!
And also hup!

This makes
all the difference.

Ah, but you'll be
delighted with her!

I know she told me
she was a magnificent cook

and she has a strong desire
to wash the dishes,

mop the floors
and dust the chairs,

as well as make the beds
and serve the meals!

Et voila!
Et voila!

And when she serves the meals,
will she make the dishes
disappear

and cry et voila?

Jacques, how did she lose
her job with this magician?

Well, I'll tell you, Uh, Bibi,
you'd better wash your hands
before dinner.

Why is it every time
things get interesting
my hands get dirty?

Bibi, please.

Allez, quickly, depeche-toi.

So?

Well, it is that, uh,
with this magician,

she provided
certain services that
we have described.

But the magician,
is a man whose hand
is quicker than the eye,

tu comprends?

So, today, no job, no money,
she cries, I come by...

Et voila!
And also hup!

Very well, Jacques,
how soon will she arrive?

Oh, she's already arrived.
She's in the hall waiting.

Come, let's make her
feel at home.

Good.

Mignonette, this...
Bibi!

Desist, please.

This is Madame Bonnard.

It's good of you to
come to help me.

But no!
It's good of you
to help me.

You have a lovely house.

Well, thank you.

Bibi, will you show
Mignonette up to
the spare room?

Take the bag, Bibi.

It's a small room
at the top of the house,

but I think you'll
find it comfortable.

Merci bien.

Well that's settled.

Wait a minute, Jacques!
Yes?

What about your
brother Desmonde.

What about Desmonde?

The Casanova of Canada,
this girl is young
and pretty...

Name of a green sheep!

He's not going to molest her.

After all,
he's not a devil.

Besides, he's on the road,
selling his wines,

and will not be
back for months.

Now darling, please,
don't worry about the entire
female population of Canada.

No, no more!

You will hear it
again and again.

You are a walking
wine keg!

You drink like a hole!

Don't be so fancy!
The King is not your cousin!

Give me that!
Take care!

The mustard is
rising in my nose!

Regard yourself,
drunk!

Dirty!

While your only child
becomes an old maid!

Give me...
Do not tempt me
to break your arm!

Take care, this is war!

Listen to me,
you will become sober.

Before you can set foot
again in this house,
you will become sober.

Good, let's fix it that way.

Jacques, what will
the neighbors think?

Why worry about
the neighbors?

These are the neighbors!

She stole this from me.

Imagine to yourself
a wife who steals!

It's against nature,
n'est-ce pas?

Is anything wrong,
Madame Bonnard?

Don't worry, my dear,
you get used to it in time.

Monsieur Bonnard's brother,
Mignonette Chappius.

Mademoiselle.

Come, Mignonette,
there are things
on the stove

and I want you to
see the kitchen.

Are you all settled?
Do you think you'll be
comfortable?

Ah, yes, my room
it is beautiful!

The house and all of you
are wonderful.

You've made me
so happy.

We're glad you're here.

Are you, Bibi?

Oh, Mignonette!

Oui, Madame Bonnard.

I, uh, I brought your
mother's vacuum
cleaner back.

I borrowed it.

Who's that lady
with your mother?

She an aunt of yours,
or something?

Well, I was watching.
I saw her kiss you,
and she's pretty old.

Oh, she must be
some kind of relative
if she kissed you.

Well, I just thought
I'd tell you

I brought your mother's
vacuum cleaner back.

I thought you might
want to know.

Boy!

What?

What did you say?

Say, those band on your
teeth hurt?

You, mon frere.
I'm a burden on you, eh?

I'm your black beast.

Certainly not.

You are my brother,
of whom one can boast...

"He drinks wine
from a water cooler."

That's something
few people can say.

I made only one mistake,
I married a woman who
wanted a career.

Felice?

She wanted this career?
Dressmaking?

She demanded it!

And I, a man of promise, huh,
was forced to retire.

And dream.

Never marry a woman
with a career.

She'll walk on your feet
all your life.

I'll try to remember.

You are welcome here, Louis.

Just close your eyes
and let the storm pass.

You're a brother
worth keeping.

Hello, my brother!

The wandering
fox returns.

Name of a million names!

Desmonde, it cannot be!

Are you taken by surprise?

Surprise?
Surprise is not the word!

You should be
on the road, selling!

No, you are confused.

Now how can I be
on the road when I'm here?

Oh, Jacque, give me
a hand with the other
suitcase in the car.

Hello, Louis.
Desmonde, you are home?

I am home, but you,
my red-nosed brother,

you are once again
the traveler, eh?

Let us celebrate with
the best wines sold in Canada,
compliments of my company!

Uncle Desmonde!

Bibi!

Your trip, Uncle Desmonde,
were there many adventures?

Well, you know, Bibi,
where Desmonde's horse
has tread no grass will grow.

I do not understand,
what are you doing in Ottawa?

Have you lost your job?
No, the sales manager
lost his.

Uh, Bibi, bring us
some glasses.

What do you mean?
Yes, he's dead,

he has unscrewed
his billiard table,
so the office sent for me.

To offer you the job?

Office and a secretary.
And you said yes?

No, I said no.

I'm not a rich man.
You said no, why?

You should see
the secretary.

Oh, Desmonde!
You cannot be serious!

My dear brother,
I like to travel,

I have no desire
to settle down.

So, I said I would stay
here in Ottawa

until they find another
sales manager, and then poof!

I'm gone again!

Thank you.
Mes freres,
a votre bonne sante!

The clan is gathered.

Desmonde,
you don't need wine.

You are a tonic to yourself.

Well, see you at dinner.

Oh, I almost forgot.

Look! A jewel!

The finest garter
on the stage today!

Say that's the
cat's whiskers!

The garter of Mademoiselle
Fifi Sonya y Martinez LaRue

of the Casino Burlesque
in Montreal!

This is one for my
collection, Bibi!

Now let me demonstrate how
I fought for, and won,
this gem of the burlesque.

Move over.

Now, watch carefully,
it was a hard fight.

Now, we are
at the Casino Burlesque.

You're the man
sitting next to me.

He's an old
hand at this game,
an expert in the art.

He has a bigger cane
with a silver band on it,

but I have the quicker eye.

We are evenly matched.

Now observe.

Mademoiselle Fifi prepares
to throw the garter!

The drums roll!

The trumpets blow!

I, you will observe,
have brought my cane
to the thrusting position!

And now,
she throws it!

I have it! I have it!

Go back to your
water cooler.

This is not how it happened?

This is not
how it happened!

Oh, Desmonde!

Allo, my old goat.

So, Desmonde, you have
not yet been shot by
an unhappy husband?

What's the occasion
this time, uh?

The Widow Latouche
is waiting.

I'm late.
Oh-ho...

It will unscrew
your billiard table!

Believe me,
not even a young man
can go out every night

dancing and never sleep.

Something
will collapse.

Maybe the arteries
or the veins.

The one who knows
of a better way to die,
will be step forward.

Well, I'm off gentlemen!

Someday, you will see,
our father will be
coming home

from one of these capers
and suddenly...

First the doctor,
then the priest!

Ah, well, he is right,
the one who knows
of a better way.

I'll help you unpack,
Uncle Desmonde.

You will, indeed.

We have a maid now,
named Mignonette.

Oh, really.
To help Maman.

She was a magician
with the vaudeville show.

Oh.
With, you understand, with!

She said et voila!
And also hup!

Name of a golden pigeon!

I'm Desmonde,

the brother.

There are many brothers.

Madame's
in the kitchen.

Oh, dear!

Uh, allow me.

Oh, your stockings
are soaked!

Name of a dark blue pig!

Desmonde!
Hello Susan,
you're looking well.

It is nothing,
Madame Bonnard,
an accident.

I'll go up and change.

The accident is
your being here.

You couldn't have come
at a worse time.

To the contrary,
the timing
seems perfect.

But what about your job?

Desmonde!
Desmonde!

Now, first things first,
Susan, I will explain
everything to you later.

Regardez!

I've hung up
the new garter!

Superb.

Do you have
card for this one?
Uh, the card can wait.

I have more important
things on my mind
at the moment.

Uh, Bibi, uh, La Gay Paree.
Do you wish it?

Oh, merci,
Uncle Desmonde.

I'll take it to school
and trade it for
baseball pictures.

It's very popular,
but only with the boys.

Uh, I have observed
that myself.

Uh, I understand you were
with the vaudeville.

Uh, you like
to travel, hmm?

No, I don't.

So, I love it.

The spirit of adventure.

I am not adventurous.

Oh, but you are
or you wouldn't be living
in this house.

It takes a great courage
to live here, believe me.

Uh, especially when, uh,

when Saint Louis
of the water cooler arrives

and all the brothers
Bonnard together.

Uh, have you
met Grandpere?

Ah, there's the
white wolf to beware.

Oh, wait!

Now, I'm going to give you
a token for your great courage
and daring to live here.

A medal.

No!
Name of a green sheep!

Well!

Papa, I think I would like
a pair of long pants!

The governor general
enters the Senate chamber

and seats himself
on the throne chair,

his lady beside him.

Uh, the Speaker
of the Commons,

with the members
of the Lower House,

stands outside an elaborate
wooden fence

the bar of the Senate
at the opposite end
of the chamber.

And now,
from the throne, chair,

the Governor,
General reads
La Gay Paree!

The Governor,
General reads
what from the throne?

What did I say?

Quiet!

You obviously have not got
your mind on what you
are saying, Robert!

The homework for tomorrow
will be an essay on the
Canadian Parliament at Ottawa.

Class dismissed.

Hey, give me back
my magazine.

I saw you take it!
Don't you want to trade?

I got a swell bunch of
baseball pictures!

Give it back to me, I said!
I'm in a hurry.

Hey! Hot ziggity!

This one's a lulu!

I told you
I didn't want to trade,

will you give it back to me?

Ah, you give me pain.

Robert Bonnard!

What have you been
doing out here?

Fighting, I'm sure of it!

It's nothing, Miss Tate.

I tripped...
That magazine!

Let me see it.

Give it to me
this instant!

Follow me, this is a matter
for Mr. Frye to look into.

Proceed, Miss Tate,
do not spare yourself
when investigating

the origin of wickedness.

Then I found him
fighting in the hall,

with that magazine
in his possession.

Dirty, dirty, dirty!

Contamination all around us!
And now it's seeping
into my school!

Miss Tate, we must practice
greater vigilance against
the agencies of evil.

As for you, young man,
if I were not given to
excessive leniency,

I would throw mercy
to the winds and
punish you severely!

Don't let this
ever happen again,

I trust you will heed
the warning!

Yes, sir.

Very well, you may go.

Robert, what happened?
I can't tell you.
I'm late.

Late for what?

Monsieur Lafayette!
Has she been in yet?

Who?
Mignonette!

The one I help with
the shopping every day!
Have I missed her?

Oh, that one.
No, I have not
seen her, Bibi.

Here.

Mignonette!

Mignonette!

Mignonette!
What's wrong,

why aren't you
shopping today?

Because today
I go to the movies.

It is my day off.

I forgot!

Last Thursday
you were off, too!

I played baseball.

What movie are you
going to see, Mignonette?

The one with
Rudolph Valentino.

But that's playing
at Papa's theater!

If I go with you,
I can get us in
for nothing!

Absolutely free!

That would be
wonderful, Bibi!

Ah, that Valentino,
he is so handsome.

Even his horse
is handsome.

And all that...
Look, there's Grandpere.

Oh, something is wrong!

Papa, what's the matter?

What happened?
Are you all right?

Ah, go away.
Leave me alone!
I'm only resting.

Resting?
You've brown your fuses!
Come on.

Put me down!
Bibi, run to the corner!

Get the doctor!

I will not be carried
through the streets like
a roulade of beef!

Is this respect
for your father?
Susan!

Put me down.
Deposit me!

Stop it!
Or I will deposit you
on the floor!

Louis, get some water!

I've sent Bibi for
Doctor Marchaud.

Oh, that quack,
he's no better
than a hyena!

Louis, cognac!
Be still!

Where is that water?
Oh, water?

I don't need a bath!
I need a drink!

I'll get the water.
Louis, I said cognac!

Ah, shh.
Ohh.

You're paying for the pots
you have broken, my old goat.

My hat!
Give me back my hat!

I'm losing patience,
tu comprends?

Where were you
last night?
And all day today?

None of your business!

The Widow La Touche.

Oui, first the doctor,
then the priest.

Ahh.
Here's doctor Marchaud.

Good afternoon.
Good afternoon, Doctor.

Get out!
I've not sent for you!

I am here, just the same.

So! We have a man with
lead in his wings, huh?

Ah, take care,
I've never liked
your face!

Uh, go!

Uh-uh, Papa, please.
Lie down!

Jacques, here's
the glass of water.

Quiet! My father
is dying.

I've warned you before,

it's bad enough
for a young man to burn
the candle at both ends,

but with you there's
nothing but the wick.

And that's burned out.

A man stumbles in the street,
and then!

The vultures gather!

The pulse is like
a roller coaster
at Luna Park.

Open his shirt.
Oh, must I endure this?

I'm not a public display.

No, you're
a public nuisance.

Now, I would like
to hear you breathe.

I will try to oblige.

The heart beats?

If you can call
that beating.

By the rules he is dead.

I will live to drink wine
at your funeral!

Let us not
sprain the truth.

This old spider
has spun his web.

If you wish to save him,
he must go on a diet,
do you understand?

Oh, we'll follow
your instructions.
I guarantee that.

Very well.

This diet will consist
of wet toast, uh,
warm milk...

And on rare occasions,

a mushed egg,
barely cooked.

Better to die.

That is a matter of taste.

My fee is $4.
All right.

No, don't pay nothing!
Nothing!

Give him nothing!

I had better tell Madame
we'll be here for dinner.

I do not think we should
go out tonight, Desmonde.

Yes, maybe
it's better this way.
Uh, what way?

You have an engagement?

Yes, to go dancing,
but there are other nights.

Come on relax.

No, I will not.
Unless you promise
to keep your plan!

A Bonnard never disappoints
a pretty girl!

You'll take her dancing,
I insist on it!

As you say.
Now will you lie down?

Only if it is agreed.

Oui, it is agreed.

You dance well,
but Valentino,
there's a dancer.

Valentino! Valentino!
That's all you've been
talking about.

He's my rival.

Well, before the night
is over I'll make you
forget him.

Oh, no, Desmonde,
we must be getting back now.

Uh, it's still early.
We really must.

Very well.

Uh, garcon, l'addition,
s'il vous plait.

Bien, Monsieur.

Please, Desmonde.
But why?

Now, must you jump
every time I touch you?

I wish to know why.

Desmonde, let's be honest,
we live in different worlds.

Yours is a world
of hotels and travel,
living in suitcases.

And do you carry a mansion
around on your back?

No, but I have lived
in suitcases, too.

All my life with
traveling shows,
until my parents died,

then more of it
in vaudeville on my own,

until I came to live
at your brother's house.

Believe me, I'm never going
back to this other world,
the world you love.

I've had enough of it!

Aha!

So this is the eel
under the rock, hmm?

You make it sound like
I will never change.

Desmonde, you live for
the moment only.

That's not true.

It is true.

But this should
not bother you.

It is your life to live
as you choose,

and no one is trying to
change it, least of all I.

So you travel,
and collect garters,

and see the world,
your world,

your world,
while I dream of
different things.

There's no harm in it
for either of us.

But there's
no future, either.

Do we understand
each other?

My poor dove.

So you have everything
figured out, haven't you?

All wrong!

Now how such a sensible
and beautiful girl can be

such a sorry judge of
character astonished me,
really.

So, you think I'm a rogue,
don't you?

If I said yes,
it would only flatter you.

Very well, very well.
We shan't deny that,

but did it ever occur to you
that a rogue has dreams, too?

Here is my dream.

I want you to see this.

Uh, my father,
you understand,
owns this house.

Up the Gatineau by
the edge of the river.

Then why doesn't he
live in it?

Because he has come to
live with us now.

But he has promised it to me
when I settle down.

You like it?

Ah, it is very beautiful.

You're lucky to have it.

You see, here,
where my finger is,
are the woods.

And here, eh,
behind the house,
are the apple trees.

They're white with blossoms
in the Spring.

So much ground.

It's lovely.

A lot for one man
to take care of.

Oh, uh, but I would
not be there alone.

There will be help,
someone to share the
joy with, I assure you.

I don't believe you'll have
any trouble finding someone,
Desmonde.

There are a lot of women
in Canada,

and you seem to have
met most of them.

Of course, but did it ever
occur to you that

I might have been
searching for something, too?

It is at least
an explanation,
even if I don't believe it.

But, you believe in the house.

Yes, I want to believe.

Then, don't you see?

Our dreams are the same.

The check, Monsieur.

So I notice.

And the house
up the Gatineau,
is it nice, like this?

But there is
no comparison.

You will adore it,
it's...

Well, what have we here?

A man who walks
in his sleep?

Oh, Desmonde, it's you!

I've had a narrow escape,
believe me.

So?

There was a butterfly
watching me on the porch.

This again, but are you
sure this time, Louis?

Positive.
Ready to spring.

Oh, Mademoiselle,
to a man in my condition,

the bite of a butterfly
can be fatal.

But I don't believe it.

A butterfly is harmless.

Who knows?
A kiss is harmless, too,
but to you it is fatal.

I do not believe that,
either.

Don't, Desmonde!

It is very late.

I warn you, even I can
run out of patience.

Goodnight, Desmonde.

Another time, perhaps.

Sooner than you think.

What's the matter,
Uncle Louis?

This.

If I didn't know
myself so well.

I would swear there
was a leak in here.

A dry well is
a ghastly thing, Bibi.

Let me fill it for you.

Bien.

No wonder men go
mad in the desert.

In the movies,
the desert looks
pretty good.

I saw Rudolph Valentino
today.

He enjoyed it.

Then he must've had
a bottle hidden in the
sand someplace.

I'm sure of it.

Ooh.

There's a boy with talent.

Uncle Louis,

when Rudolph Valentino
kissed this girl.

Something happened to her.

I don't see how he could
kiss her at all if
he was thirsty.

But he did.

Several times he kissed her,

each time she seemed
to like it more.

Oui, there can be
magic in a kiss.

It can change
a man's whole life.

Ah, this I already know!

But can a kiss change
a woman's life?

I think this would depend
on how she was kissed.

This Rudolph Valentino
is irresistible,

because there is love
in his heart...

Tu comprends, Bibi?

I see.

And only then
this kiss have magic.

This is very interesting,
Uncle Louis.

Very interesting.

How's that lady that
works at your house?

What's the idea?

What's the matter, Robert?

Good morning, Miss Tate.

Hey. Psst.

Psst, hey!

Class, settle down!

Monitors, rise!

Collect homework!

Robert Bonnard!

Define a fundamental
theorem in plane geometry!

Well, Robert?

What are you waiting for?

Eh, the square
of the hypotenuse.

Equals the sum
of the square.

Oh, Mr. Frye!

Class, attention.

Good morning,
Mr. Frye.

Good morning,
Miss Tate.

How are all your
pupils today?

No further problems
in deportment, I trust.

None whatsoever,
Mr. Frye.
Good.

Then I'd like to
hear them recite.

Class, be seated.

Well, I see you have
a young acrobat in
your class, Miss Tate.

Yes. Unfortunately it is
Robert Bonnard.

Ah, yes, the lad
with the magazine.

What were you
trying to do, Robert?

I thought perhaps
I'd forgotten to sign
my homework, Mr. Frye.

Well, we shall see
if you did.

Robert Bonnard's
homework!

Did you do this?

No, sir.
I demand the truth!
Is this your work?

No, sir, I didn't do it,
Mr. Frye.

That is the truth!
That is not the truth,

but we'll find the truth.

Which of you saw
him draw this?

Young lady,
did you see him?

Well?
Answer me, did you?

Yes sir.
I saw him draw it!

So, now we have the truth!

Follow me!

You are an evil, wicked,
obstinate boy,

but I shall at least teach
you that there is no
substitute for the truth!

I have been lenient
beyond reason!

But I want the truth!
And I shall get the truth!

For the last time
I put it to you.

Did you draw that
filthy picture?

No, sir, Mr. Frye, I told...
You insolent, lying rascal!

Hold out your hand!

The truth!

The truth!

The truth!

Now then, Robert Bonnard,
you will come to this office
every single day,

and every single day I will
beat you until you confess
and tell the truth!

You may go!

Ah, Bibi!

Laugh, sing, rejoice!

There is good news,
I am home

and my daughter, Yvonne,
has obtained a lover

who wishes to make
marriage with her!

That's very good,
Uncle Louis.

He comes now,
the fiancee of Yvonne's,

to ask permission to
make the marriage.

Any moment he comes,
and I need special wine
in his honor!

Go and fetch me two bottles
of your father's finest!

Very well, Uncle Louis,
I'll get them for you.

Oh, this of Alfred
must go well!

I am so nervous
as a fish on Friday.

But do not worry, my dear,
at last you are getting
a husband, I promise you!

What are you
doing in here?

This is one day
I do not wish to hear
the clatter of your tongue!

Name of a green pig!
Look at your tie!

Very well, then, fix it!
But rest your mouth!

I warn you, your daughter's
happiness is at stake today!

Don't you think
I know that?

Now I do not wish women
in the room when Alfred
comes, it is understood?

You will remain
in the kitchen.

Calm your bile!
You are not yet
the father-in-law!

And in the name of heaven,
do not breathe on Alfred!

You still rock
from that cheap wine!

Be quiet, a better grade
is on the way.

I've sent Bibi to get it.

You sent for wine?

Naturellamente,
only the best for Alfred.

Idiot! Arrange your
ears and listen!

Alfred does not drink!
Tu comprends?

He has never touched
a drop in his life!

A man who
does not drink wine?

He does not drink.

This is hard cheese
to swallow!

You will swallow it,
but you will swallow
no more wine today!

If Alfred discovers
Yvonne's father drinks

wine from a water cooler...
All is lost!

Name of a dog!
Do not tell me
my business.

I'll handle this Alfred
like a diplomat.

With or without wine.

Go, both of you,
into the kitchen.

You will learn who makes
the weather in this family.

Here's the wine,
Uncle Louis.

Oh, I have had
a great shock, Bibi,

it seems this fiancee
of Yvonne's, this Alfred,

suffers from
a grave illness.

He's sick?

Oui, he is opposed
to wine.

Ah, magnifique!

A good vintage.

What a pity!

A man who does not drink!

Well, that's the way
it is with some bankers,
you know.

I didn't tell you, Bibi,
this Alfred, uh,
was a banker, huh?

Ah, oui.

He is, I believe,
the president of the
largest bank in Ottawa.

At least one.

It wouldn't surprise me
if it were discovered
he also controls

banks in Montreal
and throughout
the Canada.

You've met him before?

No, but the great
moment is at hand.

At last we shall meet!

Hmm.

What a vintage.

He comes here now,
the fiancee, to speak to me.

To me he comes, Bibi.

Not to Felice, to me.

I offer a seat, he sits.

We speak of the world,
the position of the
pound sterling.

He explains to me,
with care,
his great wealth,

his high social position.

I listen.

I ask questions.

I examine closely.

For it is I, the father,
who must approve
this marriage.

If I do approve,
he is gone!

The bell!

He's here!

Quick, the bottles!

Uncle Louis!
You forgot your shoes!

Sacrebleu!

Let him in!
I must get my shoes!

I am Alfred Grattin.

Come in, please.

Thank you.

It's a hot day, very hot.

Make yourself at home.

My uncle will be
right down.

Merci, merci. Bien.

Monsieur Bonnard?

I have a great thirst
and have helped myself
to the water.

Water?

You don't want that water!
There's fresh water
in the kitchen! Please!

This water is fresh enough.
It's just that the pipes
are a little rusty.

Eh bien...

Monsieur, I am filled
with love for your daughter.

I wish to discuss the matter
from every side.

We must be very thorough.

Of course, uh, proceed,

I'm the father.
I work in a bank, you know?

All the world knows.

International trade.

What is the situation
of the Swiss gold francs?

What do you think of
Canadian Pacific Rall...

One bank?

One bank.

Monsieur, it is permitted?

As I was explaining,
in this bank
I add up the checks,

also the coins.

The pound sterling, perhaps?

Is it expected to rise?

The pound sterling?
I know nothing of this.
I'm a simple clerk.

A clerk?

Oui. A clerk.

I am unbuttoned!
This is another pair
of sleeves!

How can a clerk
afford automobiles,

jewels, rare cheese,
trips abroad?

Yvonne does
not wish such things.

Simple things much better,
small house, flowers,
many babies.

Many babies?

How can a clerk
in a small bank give
her many babies?

It's not the bank that
counts in these cases,
Monsieur.

I don't like
this kind of music.

The salary, what is it?

Fifteen dollars a week,
small increases each year,
until it reaches twenty-two.

There it is stabilized.

Stabilized?

At twenty-two dollars?

It does not rise
beyond this?

This is minus insurance,
also deductions
for employees,

the sick fund
and my mother's
allowance,

which brings it back
to $15.28 by the time
I'm 40.

You're back
where you started!

Well, a man's expenses
increase with advancement,
Monsieur.

Think of your children!

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven.

They must be fed,
they must have clothes,

they'll grow up,
they go to University.

Why, I'm not so
sure of that.

The best.
McGill, perhaps?
Toronto?

Queens? Good!

But tell me, mon ami,
how do you intend to send

seven children
to the University

on $22 a week?

Stabilized?

I'll not send them
to the University.

It's time they
went to work!

Work?

My grandchildren work?

Tell me, mon ami,
why did you have
these children

if you cannot afford
to bring them up?

It's too big a load
for a man to carry.

I'll not spend another cent
on their education!

But what have you done
all these years
with your money?

Do you spend your
nights gambling,

but your poor wife,
now pale and thin,
waits at home alone?

How alone?
She has seven children!

They're at the University!

No! They are out
earning a living for
their poor old papa

who has slaved all his
life in the bank!

These are my children!

These are my grandchildren!

Sacrebleu!
They must have
an education!

Monsieur!
I am the father!

I will decide!

Speak one more word
and I'll have
no children at all!

No children?
None.

Not one!

What has happened?

Louise, what have
you done to Alfred?

He refuses to
have children!

And he will not send
them to the University!

Alfred, come back!

Tell us what has happened!
Leave me alone!

I don't need any of you!

I'll have my children myself,
and they'll go to work!

Watch out!

Well, are you satisfied?

You have destroyed
the happiness of your
only daughter!

There goes her
best chance!

Do you understand?
Her best chance!

It's the father's duty,
to speak with the suitor.

Bah!
There are no suitors!

And until you find one,
you cannot step foot in
this house again!

Don't worry, Uncle Louis,
I'm your friend.

Ah, Bibi,

it's good to hear
someone say it.

Do you think we should go
looking for Alfred,
and make him come back?

Not even the Royal
mounted Police
could find Alfred now.

Well, Louis?

This time I have to put
my finger in my eye.

I've destroyed the happiness
of my daughter.

Oh, don't believe that.

If the young man
loves Yvonne,
he will come back,

when he becomes sober.

If he doesn't, it's well
you frightened him away.

Name of a pig.
He was drunk!

It's all for the best,
a blessing in disguise.

Oh, I thought it was
someone else.

I'm sorry to
disappoint you.

But he should be along
any minute now.

As a matter of fact,
Desmonde usually gets
home ahead of me.

Hello, sweetheart.

She blushes.

That's a bad sign, eh?

That's enough, Jacques.

Your brother's changed
very much recently.

I'm glad.
Well, in that case,
I'm glad, too.

If his intentions
are serious,
I will be very happy.

He's already shown me
a picture of his house.
It's charming.

What house?

The house on the Gatineau,
with the apple trees.

You know,
your father's house.

Your father's house?

That Desmonde!

There's a broken
string on my violin.
I think...

Wait, Monsieur Bonnard,

is there such a house?

Well, you know Desmonde,
I'm sure he has
something in mind.

Yes, I know Desmonde!

But I am luckier
than the others.

What others?
The others
who believed him.

That picture
was well worn.

Thank you for
letting me know.

But I didn't say
anything else.

It's not necessary
to say anymore.

It is all very clear,
a man who collects
garters as well as hearts.

My dear, we're sorry.
We'll speak to Desmonde.

And when you do, Madame,
tell him to stay in his
own room at night!

Jacques, this is serious.

What are you going
to do about it?

I'm very surprised
at Desmonde.

This doesn't sound
like him at all.

It's not just that,
it's all the men
in this house.

Desmonde and Louis
and your father.

They're not good
for Bibi.

Bibi? What does Bibi
have to do with this?

He's growing up!

He can't watch these men
do the things they do

around here
and not be affected.

But darling, these men
are not evil!

One drinks, another is young
and looks for girls,

another is old and, uh,

looks for girls.

Well, there's no
harm in it for Bibi!

Uh, that he sees them
does not mean that he will
imitate them!

Jacques, you're fooling
with your child's life.

And if anything
happens to him,
I'll never forgive you!

As long as I live!
Susan, please.

Susan, wait.

Look!

It is Rudolph Valentino!

Ah, fly with me,
fly with me,
into another dawn!

A name of a name!
What was that for?

Now, Mignonette...

Last night the water,
I thought you were
being playful!

But this is too much!

I demand an explanation!

Name of a name!

Now why should a woman
come off the hinges
like that?

Now Bibi, please...

Can we dispense
with the music?
Thank you.

Ah, the mood in this house
is contagious, Bibi,

but don't let it
get you down.

I won't go back to school!

I'll never go back
to school!

I didn't do it!
It isn't fair!

Why do I have to tell lies
to escape a beating?

What, what,
what has happened?

What is this about school?

Maman!
Who beat you?

Beating?

What beating?
Come on, Bibi.

Now please, stop crying
and tell, tell us
what happened.

Now what is this
of a beating?

In school, the principal
finds a dirty picture.

It's form La Gay Paree,
which I have taken there.

Ah!

Now, now, wait!

There are not dirty pictures
in La Gay Paree.

There are, it is true,
pictures of women
with few clothes,

but this is not dirty!

No, no!

But this is only
the beginning.

It's a picture of a girl
standing like so.

Jacques!

This is not dirty.

But in this picture,
on the head,

instead of the face
of the girl in the magazine,

there's drawn the face
of Miss Tate, my teacher.

This is indelicato,
but it is still not dirty.

But also, with the pencil,

many things have been added.

This could be dirty.

I've had enough now,
do you understand?

Well, are you satisfied?
It's not
Uncle Desmonde's fault.

Only Peggy O'Hare's.

When the principal asks
her if I drew the picture,
she says yes, I drew it.

It's a lie!
I didn't draw it!

But why would Peggy
tell a lie like that
about you?

I don't understand.

She kicks me, she trips me,
she spilled ink on my book!

Why does she do this to me?

But why?

Well, Bibi, it is that Peggy
wishes to be your girl.

My girl!

Look, black and blue!

Dull, it is how American
women show affection.

I have been in Detroit.

But, the beating, tell us
about the beating.

The principal says
that every day I must
come to him,

and every day
he'll beat me with a strap.

What?

Until I tell the truth.

Now Bibi, look at me.

You did not draw
the picture?
No, Papa.

Then listen to me,
the truth has many forms,
tu comprends?

But when a man says
my truth must be,

I will beat you with a strap
for the sake of my truth,
this is evil.

This we must fight,
with every weapon, Bibi.

My brother's, it seems
there is a man at school
who is looking for the truth.

Shall we go
and help him find it?

Yes, I have a strong desire
to clean the blackboards,
with whatever I find.

Let us shake up his fleas.

You see how it is, Bib,
when one is hurt,
all are hurt.

This is for all time!
Allons!

Allons!
Allons.

Now you will see, Bibi,
what it is to be a Bonnard.

We go to avenge the honor
of the family!

De l'audace!

De l'audace!

Et toujours de l'audace!

Yes?

Monsieur,
I am Jacques Bonnard,

a lover of truth,
and also a father.

I have a son called Bibi.

You recall him?

Bibi?

Robert.

Robert, Robert Bonnard!

Oh, yes, the boy who drew
that dirty picture.

I know why you're here,
gentlemen, but you're
wasting your time.

He was deservedly punished
for something he did.

You believe this?

Not a matter of believe,
it's true.

And now if you'll excuse me,
I was just on the point
of going home.

Uh, we would like you
to stay for a while and talk.

About what?
The truth!

Don't you try
to intimidate me!

Nobody intimidates.

Personne!

But when you speak to me,
kindly speak English.

Tres bien, tres bien.

Very well.
We'll speak the truth
in English then.

The truth seems more
naked in English,
but it is not, therefore,

more easily embraced.

We will drink some wine.

You will not drink here.

Ah, but wine is a notable
source of the truth,
Monsieur.

You've no glasses.

What kind
of a school is this?

I've had enough of this.

What are you trying to do?

Talk to you!
Perhaps there are paper cups.

It is true that my son
brought to school this
magazine, La Gay Paree.

Perhaps that was a mistake,
perhaps there are minds here

that are not as well
adjusted as my son's.

In our family, you understand,
these magazines are for humor,
not for excitement.

There is a difference.
That is a matter of opinion.

No that is a matter of fact.

My son is not the kind that
draws dirty pictures.

That is a different
kind of mind,
you understand?

A small investigation
will show it.

A small investigation
has already proven

beyond a doubt that
the boy did draw it.

Oh-ho!

What have we here?
Aha!

It is with this he evokes
the truth, huh?

Don't you try to bully me!

And let me tell you
something, sir.

Your son drew that picture
because I say he drew it.

And I will be believe
against him, against you,

against the entire
French population of Ottawa.

And if you object to the fact
that I used that strap
on your son,

I will say to you that
I will not tolerate a loud
attitude in my school,

that I will maintain
discipline by the continued
use of that strap,

that the Board of Education
condones it,
and the law allows it.

And if any of you so much as
lays a finger on me,

I'll have the three
of you clapped in jail!

Now get out,
and take your wine
with you!

Now just a moment!

Let me see that cane!

I warn you, take care!

This is the same cane!

I remember the silver band,
and the whole design,

there, there couldn't be two
alike in the whole world.

And you are the same man!

Name of a dark blue pig!

My brothers, this is the man
who sat next to me

at the Casino Burlesque
in Montreal.
Huh?

No!
Not once,
but many times.

No?

I thought his face
was familiar!
What are you getting at?

And the voice, too!

Now this is the one
who cries the loudest!

Take it off! Take it off!

And with the cane hooks
the garters thrown
from the stage.

It's a lie,
an outrageous lie!

Who would believe
such a story?

I would.

It has the ring of truth,
believe me.

I can prove it is true!

The doorman, my friend,
and the girls,
they will remember him.

Uh, wait 'til the
neighborhood hears
of this!

You wouldn't dare spread
such a scandal!

I'll deny it!

Ah, but in this case,
many people would believe
our truth, and not yours.

You're not the only one
with a dirty mind, mon ami.

It'll make great news,
believe me.

Oh, you wouldn't dare!
But we could dare!

To spread this story about
you after what you said
about my son!

And I could make you
admit it.

With this strap that
you have used on my son!

I could come here every day
with this strap,
or find you anywhere else.

And beat you!
And beat you, and beat you!

Until you say, Yes!

I have been
to the burlesque!

But it's not the truth!

Ah, now we have it,
the truth!

That's the point!
Where does it lie?

Let us try to find
it together, shall we?

Louis, there are paper cups
in the hall.

Desmonde, a chair,
a chair for the Principal.

And now, the class
will come to order.

Well, Bibi, truth has won
a great victory today.

The principal now
understands I didn't
draw the picture?

Understands?
He insists!

Jacques, is everything
all right?

Everything, my love.

There will be
no more trouble.

Let us drink to the
Bonnard family!

Ah, yes,
a toast is in order.

Bibi, up you go!

Oh, not on the table!

Ah, this is an occasion!

The Bonnard family!

From Napoleon to Bibi!

Oui!
Congratulations, Bibi.

Papa, My Uncles.

You are very great men.

And don't we know it.

Desmonde.
Huh?

Come down, Bibi.
This principal?

Did you ever see him
at the Burlesque?

Who knows?
When I'm at the Burlesque,

I don't look
at the customers.

Uh, where's Mignonette?

Mignonette has gone.

Gone?

Mignonette has gone?

She didn't want
you to know.

But, uh, what do you mean
she's gone?

Where?

I don't know where,
but she's left us forever,

and I don't blame her
after what you did!

Lying to her about a house
you didn't even own!

Oh, so that's it!
I tell you, this is absurd!

But you don't deny it!

Oh, it's possible
I exaggerated slightly.

Uh, the usual thing
you tell a girl.

Now, what's a house
more or less?

To Mignonette
it was everything.

Desmonde, you treated
her miserably!

A man who not only lies
but who sneaks into her room
at night to steal a kiss!

What?

She said I did this,
that I went into her room?

She did,
and I believe her!

You should be ashamed!

But I do not eat
this kind of bread!

I swear it's not true!

What kind of a girl
did you take her for?

Like all your others that
you steal garters
and kisses from?

But name of a cow!
I stole nothing from her!

I wouldn't do a thing
like that to her.
I love her...

Don't you understand?

I'm in love with her!

Then you picked
a fine way to show it!

No wonder you her.

I love her
and I've lost her!

It doesn't seem possible!

And over something
I never did!

You mean it, Uncle Desmonde,
you love Mignonette?

Like fireworks!

But she would never
believe it now.

Bibi, you can help me
with the table tonight.

Excuse me, Maman,
but we have a question

of love and truth
to settle here.

Love and truth.
Oui.

When the two are together,
it is very strong.

It is of the greatest
significance,
is it not, Papa?

Yes, yes,
it is that, Bibi.

I, too, am a Bonnard.

When one is hurt,
all are hurt.

Uncle Desmonde, Papa,
Maman, Uncle Louis...

Well, what is it you
wish to say, Bibi?

It was I who stole
the kiss from Mignonette
in her room.

Bibi!
What?

It is not necessary
to lie for me, Bibi.

But it's the truth!

Believe me!
I did it!

In this house we speak
only the truth, tu comprends?

Uncle Louis will tell you!

The other night we spoke
of Rudolph Valentino,
and the magic of a kiss!

Remember, Uncle Louis?

That is true.

We agreed this
Rudolph Valentino had
a great love in his heart.

And it was right
after that that I,

I went into Mignonette's room,

and kissed her while
she was asleep.

Bibi!

Bibi! Bless you!

I'm going to find that girl,
and make her listen.

If I have to search
every inch of Ottawa!

The entire Dominion
of Canada!

And even buy her
that house!

Eh bien, I, too,
shall go out now!

Twice in a day?
That's a record!

Ah, but this is a day,
my brother.

This is a day when the
blood moves in the veins.

I, too, go
on a mission of love,

to make happy the heart
of my daughter!

I go to find the
stabilized Alfred!

Well, Jacques,
I don't think you can
put it off any longer.

Yes, the moment has come,
our little boy is growing up.

Well, I'll, uh,
I'll be in the kitchen.

Good.

Something that
matter, Papa?
Hmm?

No, no, I...

It's just that I think
you and I should have
a little talk.

Sit down, Bibi.

Well...

There is no need to
ask you why you did
what you did.

No.
The reason is obvious.

You did it because...

Why did you do it?

I had a desire to know
what would happen

if I kissed Mignonette,
the way Valentino did.

You were curious.

Oui, curious.

Nothing more?

There is something more,
but I don't know what it is.

Well then, it is this, uh,

something more of which
we shall speak.

Now you see, Bibi, this,

uh, this desire you have

is a natural one
and since it is natural,
it cannot be bad.

It becomes bad only
when the reason is bad.

That's why so many people
are mixed up.

I, too, am mixed up.

Why of course.

So am I.

Well, let's try to unmix
ourselves,

shall we?

Now Bibi,
we speak now of love.

Yes, Papa.

And where there is love,
there is also desire.

They go together,
love must have the desire,

I don't believe there
can be love without it.

But, it is possible
to have the desire
without love,

and this is where
the world falls apart.

For instance,
you don't understand why

the principal of your
school beat you.

No, Papa.

Well, it is because
he has been brought up

to believe that
the desire is wrong.

And since he himself
has the desire,

he is even more mixed
than we are.

He has been brought up
in a world

where the desire has been
used so badly, so badly!

Believe me!

That now it, itself,
is thought to be bad.

And this is wrong.

This is wrong, Bibi.

And you know the reason
for this condition?

It is because so many people
are without love.

Many people?

Many.

Uncle Louis?

You love your Uncle Louis,
don't you?

I love him strongly.

That's good.

He has a great need
of love.

Ah, without love,
one is defeated.

But this love is different.

The love I've for Uncle Louie
is different from the love
I've for you,

it's also, is different
from the way I love Maman.

And then.

Mignonette!

Et oui, Bibi.

And this love
we speak of now.

When it is real,
when it is true, it is the
greatest love of all.

I know.

We have it here
in this house,
Maman and I.

It is the best,
it is the most natural.

In this way the world comes
down to a house, and a room,
and a bed,

and if there are
two people in love there,
that is the whole world.

Of course, you,
you won't know this
for many years.

You know, it's possible
never to know it.

I hope you will.

If you are as lucky
as I am, you will.

I will look for
someone like Maman.

Oh, no, no, no.
On the contrary.

The secret is not to imitate.

Look for your heart's need,
and she will come.

Well, I've talked enough.

And still you don't know
what I wish to say.

I think I do.

Well, perhaps
when you are
a little older,

and we speak of this again,
I will find better words.

Oh, by the way.

Uh, I left something
in your room,
it's in a box.

For me?
Tell me if you like it?

Merci.

Papa.

Papa, I...

Yes, Bibi?

Ah Water! I'm parched!

The well is dry!

Jacques?
What is it?

Look! It's Louis with
the stabilized Alfred.

Who is not so stabilized.

Louis, where did you
find him?

In jail, of course!

But we've made
a few steps since.

Are you friends now?

Yes, we have settled
the problem.

The sons will go
to the University,

the daughters
will go to work.

Alfred, you're a son-in-law
worth keeping.

You see, darling, it's true,
love conquers all,

of course a little
wine also helps.

Grandpa!

Ah, bonsoir!
I'm late.

Where are you going?
Out.

You should be in bed.

It is only a matter of time.

No!

Now this must stop!
Susan.

Jacques, he...
Please. Let him be.

He will live
as long as he loves.

Jacques! Susan!

Look what I found.

It wasn't necessary
to search all Canada.

This way!

Now, do you know
where she went?

Where?
Straight into the arms
of my rival!

You find her where?

At the movies, where else?

Looking at
Rudolph Valentino!

But, uh,
she has given him up.

Yes, I have decided,
if I must live in a tent,

I'd rather do it
with Desmonde.
Absolument.

There is no
question about it.

Nothing will stop her
from marrying me.

She's like a cat
on hot bricks.

Hello, Mignonette,
welcome home.

Oh, Bibi!

Oh, Bibi,
you are irresistible!

Come, Bibi,
let us see you.

Well, turn around.

Bibi...
Oh, it's wonderful.

I must give you something.

This is our great day.

I have obtained a bride,
you have obtained
long pants.

I think you will
like this.

Oh, thank you,
Uncle Desmonde, it looks
like a good one.

The best!
It was given
to me personally

by the General,
during the war.

Et voila!

Merci mille fois!

Oh, Robert,
you've got long pants!

Oh-ho, Peggy O'Hare,
the fighting American!

You look
very sweet, Peggy.

And your hair is lovely.
Thank you.

And your braces
are gone.

Yes, they are.

Uh, Jacques,
you'll be late
for the theater.

Oh, the theater.
Yes. Thank you very much.

Mignonette, wouldn't you
and Desmonde like
a cup of coffee?

Of course, we'd love it,
Madame.

Come, Desmonde.
Uh, yes, my love.

Gee, you look different,
Robert.

Do I?

Why did you get me
into trouble today?

I don't know.
Name of a name!

You know I didn't draw
that picture!

Jimmy Bishop drew it!

Who cares about
Jimmy Bishop?

Gee, you look nice.

Come here.

We'll have the truth now.

I did not draw that picture!

No, Robert!
Bien.

You wish to be my girl?

The teeth, please.

Bien. If you are my girl,
you won't get me
in any more trouble?

Bien. It's settled then.
You're my girl.

Okay, Robert,
but if I'm your girl
I deserve something.

What?

Uh, a model.

Oh, yes, of course.

This is a very famous medal,
accepted personally
from the General.

Close your eyes.

Oh, no!

Well, Bibi,
is everything all right?

How are you getting
along with Peggy?

Uh, everything is very much
changed with the long
pants, Papa.

It's different!

It's different!

Papa!

What happens here?

It's springtime
The happy time

In springtime
The happy time

When pulses start to jingle
and dreams intermingle

And life acquires a tingle
Oh, isn't this a happy,
happy time?

Oh, isn't this a happy,
happy time