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Little chimney-sweep!

Little chimney-sweep!

Little chimney-sweep!

Come back, little chimney-sweep!

Please forgive me!

Ladies and gentlemen, our century is about to end.

Let us bid it farewell during its last few moments!

13... 12... 11... 10... 9...

3... 2... 1... Zero!

Ladies and gentlemen:

I wish you all a happy New Year...

and above all, a happy New Century!

A very happy century!

Happy century!

For men, marriage's a game...

... for women, it's their life.

First I saw the day.

Then I saw the days go by.

I was ten, then I was twenty.

I grew up. I don't know how.

I saw people dance, so many people.

The military and the militants.

I saw a penny become a buck.

I saw buildings soar.

I never talked about my life.

I knew it was forever.

And I found the world to be unbelievable...

The police are after you. -You said I was here?

No. But I took your bags...

Excuse me, but I must leave.

You leave it, you lose it!

There just aren't very many counts like you!

Am I for real? -More than real.

I mean, counts like you are a dream!

Everybody believed I was. Even me!

Maybe in your lineage?

Who knows? Family trees are intricate.

A real count wouldn't be as swift as you.

You're always sparkling.

You met your wife in my house? -That's right, sir.

It's a boy, sir.

5 years old. Just like the cinematograph.

Thanks, Henri. I'm glad you remembered the wallet.

We're lucky we only had one flat tire.

They made such progress with tires...

Stop!

I didn't do it. I swear I didn't.

Henri Fortin, on the day of the ball, you said...

That person, Your Honor, has always been jealous...

... of the Count's friendship.

... never got over the fact that I became the Count's driver.

Your shoe should be fine now.

I fixed it at both ends.

Obviously, you're not the one dancing.

He planned to kill himself. He said:

"If I die, keep this wallet!"

Say: "Yes, ma'am, yes sir!"

Okay, honey?

It'll be fine.

Look, it's pretty.

Hello. They said there's work here.

Can't you read? -No.

It says: "Handyman wanted."

I'm good at everything.

No, no. I want a man.

We left Paris long ago. We need work.

He's old enough to work. We only ask for room and board.

Why did you leave Paris? No work there in the capital?

Help us. My husband's in prison...

Go under the ladder! This is bad luck!

No more credit! -Please, we are so poor!

Naturally, Mr. Boudin made eyes at Mrs. Bouton

Naturally, Mr. Bouton made eyes at Mrs. Boudin.

Just what Mrs. Boudin made with Mr. Bouton.

Make 'em pay before they get drunk! -Yes, sir.

Here, honey.

... I suggest you all do a little dancing!

Happy New Year, honey. I love you.

I'm proud of you.

Henri, I'm near Arromanches, by the ocean...

... who is now writing this letter...

... will write them for free...

I'm ashamed to tell him I love you...

... but I know you didn't kill the Count...

... and he believes me.

... and helps at the hotel.

So I no longer call him Leopold, but Henri like you.

Finish the letter.

I'm in a hurry -Yes, sir.

So I no longer call him Leopold, but Henri like you.

And then? -That's all, sir.

About our son: I must say he is very brave...

... and helps at the hotel.

So I no longer call him Leopold, but Henri like you.

What's that mean?

He's got the same name as you.

Good idea.

... and I'm saving it to get a lawyer to reopen your case.

The man writing for me is very kind...

... and writes just like I speak.

As an accountant, what did you count?

I worked with Mr. Eiffel...

With Mr. Eiffel? -Yes, Eiffel. Gustave Eiffel.

What happened?

The blueprints called for... building four stories.

So you pocketed the 4th floor? -Only built 3!

I don't care. On the 3rd floor, I already feel nauseous!

What shall we write...

... in your wife's letter? -Say I love her.

Well, that's nice. And she says it too.

So we'll say... "I love you". And what else?

"I love you. I love you a lot...

... passionately, madly."

... and he'll think you're a fool.

I'm not asking you to think or comment.

Just write my "I love you's." -It's monotonous.

... maybe I'm too intellectual, but the art of writing...

... is about re-reading.

Your wife will want to re-read the letter.

She'll hide it in her clothes or under her pillow.

She'll find it boring and monotonous.

... and you make all this fuss! -I'm not!

Then who is? Me? -Yes.

Let her put the letter wherever she wants!

"I love you" won't show the scenery.

"I love you" shows it all! -Why do people write books then?

You don't write books. You rip off whole floors!

I show love in my own way. -Go tell Eiffel.

But you stole his floor! Is that nice? -What?

Better say "I love you" than steal a floor!

Go say "I love you" to Mr. Eiffel!

Are you one? Are you one?

"I love you, I love you, I love you..."

Could you read it all?

Near the dog!

Over near the dog!

Go on, dig!

Wait!

Get out of here, asshole!

Get out of here!

I, the prison friend your husband calls "Eiffel Tower"...

... and he'll soon be out.

I'm sending a song inspired by our life here...

"I'm sending a song inspired by our life here...

... a song dedicated to you."

So, without that dog he'd have escaped!

Maybe.

If you ain't lucky enough

To kill herself by gracefully inhaling a gas pipe

Or picked the pockets of innocent bystanders

There ain't nothing to forgive

We steal jewels and garbage cans

From weirdos and jokers alike

This is the poor man's ballad!

If you ain't lucky enough

Or the virtue of a poor maiden

Behold the guillotine's sharp blade!

So sorry, good people

This is the poor man's ballad!

Next time it's the guillotine!

Don't say that!

You'll be better off with me than at the hotel!

I must find someone else to read my letters.

When will you visit your husband? -When I get permission.

The writer, is he trying to teach you how to write?

You're silly! -You're not answering.

I am answering.

But why all these questions? Who cares?

You'll have to learn to live without me.

They'll find out one day. Don't say that.

He needs a father. I can't do it!

That's a horrible thing to ask. I can't do it!

You are. You're beautiful!

I don't care.

I'll cherish this image.

I don't want to forget you!

Let fate decide. Who knows...

When are you leaving? -On the next boat.

Isn't one jailbird enough?

What do I tell the kid?

Get him to work! -Yes, sir.

Find the kid? -Yes, sir, in the bathroom.

He's a bit sick. -No sick people here.

I ain't paying no doctor! -Yes, sir.

In the mine, there's an underground river and a well.

Then we climb up the well.

... is to manage the 2 minutes without breathing.

I can't. -Come on! 90 seconds ain't the end of the world.

Okay, okay. Anybody here want to tackle my champ?

Nobody? 100 bits to whoever beats my champ!

100 bits! The champ's tired.

He's getting tired. 100 bits! Cash!

Me, sir.

Come over.

... if you can hit him. Anywhere!

Eiffel Tower's coming back!

Say what? -100 big ones to put a rope in the well!

You pay upfront. How will you reach the well?

In the mine, after work. Just leave us.

You got it? -Unless my wife spent it!

You said you'd give me more!

More? You're a greedy one!

Really? -Yes. And if you want more, much more...

People? -Yes. We'll share...

He's a notary. That's almost like a lawyer.

Yes, sir. -Go ahead!

Four glasses at once! That's good!

Go ahead.

There's no rope!

You okay?

I can't anymore.

Help me! -I got you! -I'm slipping!

Hold on! -I can't. -Come on! You can do it!

Pull me! -I got you!

To the cage!

Mom?

Mom, someone's here to see you.

Madam, we regretfully inform you...

... that, while attempting to escape from jail...

What's your mother up to now?

Come on, gentlemen, let's go!

Fortin! Fortin! Fortin!

Anyone who was in the Verdun hospital remembers that day clearly.

There, Henri Fortin, age 23...

... experienced his first three minutes of happiness.

That moment changed his life.

... who'd used his strength and abused his innocence...

... to the point of not letting the boy go to school.

Stop! Stop!

I have been informed, just now...

... that the war is over!

Three months later...

... Henri Fortin became a middleweight champ.

But that's another story.

May I disturb you?

Please do. -The manager says...

It'll be published in the morning?

I can read you some.

"Tonight, at the Opera, we saw the umpteenth performance of Cosette...

We cannot understand why they made a star...

... whose clumsiness and blunt point work...

... only makes us nostalgic for the great Anna Pavlova."

Maybe I'm not reading this right, who knows?

I'm sure that if Victor Hugo had known you, he'd have wanted...

... to be a choreographer, or something like that.

That's funny.

Here, this is yours.

I'd keep it... -Keep it! You can keep my pen too!

You keep the flowers!

Thanks.

The same night, Henri Fortin gave up boxing...

... a few years away...

... from what would become the most miserable of times...

... and from Henri Fortin's painful rebirth.

Henri Fortin - Boxing Champion MOVERS

They beat the hell out of you!

Yes, sir.

The terrorists! -Hostages!

Terrorists, who cowardly killed 3 of our men in the subway.

Push this way.

Lift it!

... against people who are somewhat normal...

... indifferent and very kind.

Calm down! You seem awfully flustered!

It's always about maidens.

Like the maiden's lover wishes to ruin...

... the traitor's plot... and that's, you know...

That's Jean Valjean's story.

A bit shorter than Victor Hugo's novel.

... full of holes and gaps and inconsistencies, whereas my story...

People have been calling me Jean Valjean!

That's because you're strong!

He lifted it up to rescue a guy who'd gotten caught underneath it.

He lifted the carriage and saved the guy's life.

A guy was caught underneath. -Yes, yes! I mean...

Do you know someone who could read me the book?

I'm sorry, Mrs. Ziman.

... to marry your husband. -You're right.

Will she replace me?

... Radio Paris invited the vice-president...

Then what, Dad? -Coming!

"One day, Don Quixote saw 30 or 40 windmills.

Colon, open quotes...

Just for you? -What do you think?

What about the house in Normandy?

It looks like I have a contact in Switzerland...

... to help us at the border. -You just want to run away.

I only want to save you!

What did you do to be hated so much?

"You Jews are all good or all bad. No middle ground.

If you're not a bad Jew, you do what Jesus did...

I already am! I'm married to you! -So am I!

Happy birthday! -It's not my birthday. -Open it.

The Marshal wants us to celebrate Mother's Day...

It's pretty. I'll always keep it!

If the concierge asks, you don't know where we're going.

But with all the checkpoints...

Shall I give her the keys? -Yes.

The truck ain't comfortable.

We don't mind, we're after safety!

Without your new address, I can't forward the mail.

I'll write you when I get it.

You're leaving for good? -Yes.

I'll drive them. Take the train. -What?

Thank you so much.

Good luck, good luck.

What do you do?

Until last week, I was a lawyer and my wife a dancer.

Until last week? -That's why, if we run into a checkpoint...

... you must let us off, and we'll cut through the field.

No problem. Would you do me a favor?

Of course. -Could you read me this?

Tell me about Jean Valjean. People say I'm like him.

I can tell you all about Cosette.

How can I put it?

The story begins with a mistake.

Today, it might seem incredible...

... but stealing bread was a major crime then. Those were...

So he was jailed at Cayenne... -Wasn't it at Toulon, Dad?

And poor Jean Valjean, he wasn't lucky enough...

He got 19 years of hard labor.

And when, after 19 years of hard labor, he got his freedom back...

In those days, when they set a prisoner free...

... they gave him a convict's passport.

A bit like the yellow star our people wear nowadays...

One night, on the road, Jean Valjean...

... knocked on a bishop's door.

A knock that changed his destiny...

I was told to knock here.

Could I have some soup and a place to sleep? I'll pay.

Yes, ma'am, hard labor!

My passport says, "Dangerous!"

Hand me your things.

Mrs. Magloire, in honor of our guest...

... go get the silver cutlery and the candlesticks.

You must be surprised, sir, to see such wealth...

... in my house, when I should be the poorest man around!

But the candlesticks...

... and the silverware come from my grandmother.

Lord... Give us your blessing and please bless...

Hand me your plate, sir.

Don't forget to put the white linen on the bed in the alcove.

Your Eminence!

The man's gone! He stole the silverware.

Lucky he didn't cut our throats too!

At least I'd put the candlesticks in my room.

Look at what the man was carrying!

We checked his passport and searched him.

... didn't you tell these gentlemen...

... that I'd given them to you?

And moreover... you forgot your candlesticks!

I'd given them to you too.

Why didn't you take them?

You gave him this? -Of course!

I had nothing else to offer.

So, then we can let him go?

But of course!

Return his goods.

Take them...

... please, sir...

"It's your soul I'm buying."

You sure? -Sure looks like one.

Thank you, sir.

We'll continue later!

What's the house like? -Ready to move into.

Many people can't read? -More than we think.

After the war, I'll teach him. You'll study together.

After the war, I'll take up sports! I'm winded.

Thanks.

I owe you more than Jean Valjean owed the bishop.

What happens next? -Where were we?

Then comes the little chimney-sweep.

Come on, climb in.

Who's the chimney-sweep?

I'll tell you.

What coin? -Under your foot.

Buzz off! -My coin.

Buzz off! -My coin, sir!

Buzz off!

Please forgive me!

Little chimney-sweep!

See that furniture?

Doesn't go with the house.

Goes too well, you mean!

I'm almost sure, they're Jews. -Easy to find out.

There, that's the last piece.

We're done, Mr. Ziman.

I told you, everything changed. He became obsessed with good deeds.

Not the candlesticks! -You're right. And then...

What's that? -A clothespin.

Read it!

"The Germans are here...

... to arrest all the Jews. A caring friend".

Quick, we've got to go! -The furniture!

Drop us off at the station.

You can't leave the furniture! -Please, to the closest station.

Hello, is this the police?

I want to report a moving truck.

If I pay you 10,000 Francs, would you drive us to the border?

We're moving all week long. -20,000?

On the road, I'd have the time to read you "Les Miserables."

Who? -The Thenardiers!

Who's that? -It's you, me. When we get very angry...

... we become a Thenardier.

Over here, ma'am.

I have a job in town.

That's a cute little girl. What's her name?

They're yours? -Me and my husband's.

How old was Cosette?

When Fantine left her: 3 years old.

This is really my story.

In the history of the world, only 2 or 3 stories...

Yes, but here I'm both Cosette and Jean Valjean! It's powerful!

Wait! You lost me!

The Thenardiers are just like the Guillaumes.

So, Cosette has got to be me!

How many times have the Jews had to hit the road?

She had to sell her hair, her teeth. Even her body!

She died of sorrow. -Incredible!

How old were you?

7 or 8 years old.

The boys wanted to go home.

We'd been gone 2 years.

... in Waterloo. It wasn't called that yet.

So the Emperor...

Since Waterloo, I hate it.

We had English in front and behind.

They were everywhere! And the English are not nice people!

They're cruel!

Go fetch water! Take the bucket and fetch water!

"Suddenly, the bucket seemed very light.

... was walking beside her in the darkness.

With her keen instincts...

How old are you? -Eight, sir.

Who are your folks? -I don't know

Where do you live? -At the Thenardiers.

Anybody home?

What's up? -I need gas!

I open at 6.

Tell him we'll pay well.

We can't wait: we'll pay well!

What's well? -Whatever he wants.

What do you want?

You asked for it. -Say it's okay.

It's okay!

You seem to be a rich man, sir.

To do good, one must be generous.

10 gold coins. -You hear that, Ma?

He's offering 20 gold coins for all our suffering.

50 gold coins, and she leaves now.

If you offer 50 gold coins so easily...

Ma'am, kindly pack her belongings.

Here's an order which authorizes me...

Fetch her or I'll have you arrested!

Don't take it like that! We agree!

"Cosette was leaving. She did not know with whom...

... or where she was headed.

Nobody thought of saying goodbye...

She was leaving...

... leaving that house where she'd been hated and felt hatred...

... in her heart. She felt something.

She felt as if she was getting closer to God."

Then? He took her to a convent.

What's your name? -Salome Fortin.

What grade?

I'm in 5th grade, at Mozart High.

Mozart. You're old enough for communion.

Yes, ma'am.

How about you, sir? Are you religious?

Am I...? -Religious.

I take my girl, too.

If I weren't a believer, I wouldn't have come here.

She studied catechism? -Oh, yes!

Well... she started.

She's intimidated. She is usually more talkative.

I studied catechism. -See!

You're not worried that she's starting here in midterm?

So long as she starts, it'll be good for her, I think.

Will you be able to see your... daughter often?

Oh, yes! Whenever I can.

Yes. Like a boy.

So I want you to make a girl out of her.

We'll make her into a girl.

Why are you doing this?

... by destroying each other?

He's a good man! It's a good school!

Salome will be saved!

Now, I'm the one who's afraid! Cute!

You're a coward! -Again...

You see me in the Resistance? -No way! No way!

If I join the underground fighters, it's all over!

They'll all get arrested. Within five minutes!

You like to think that. You're so scared you like it!

Now what? What do we do?

Tell me, since you're so strong and so smart!

Divorce, that's what we do!

It would save her! I can change my name, go back to the Opera...

You have many boarders? -Before the war, up to 500 of them.

Now there are only 21. Thanks to Salome!

No kiss for Daddy?

Take care on the road. -I will.

You'll come back often? -Very often.

No problem It's under control.

Let's get back to "Les Miserables."

We were with Javert.

How can I put it... Madeleine...

... has redeemed himself. -Say "Mr. Madeleine."

Otherwise he might think it's a woman.

Mr. Madeleine's fine.

Let me explain this. Javert really likes Jean Valjean.

That's his problem.

It's like a boxer you fought but that you respect.

But Javert is still a cop!

He's a cop. -That I don't like.

You really feel good about the Mother Superior?

I do. She's just like the bishop in the book.

Which God's the real one? Yours or Dad's?

Because he loves to hear prayers!

It must be here. Your sawmill.

We'll split here. It's safer.

Well, as they say... -May I kiss you?

Well, let me kiss you too.

If you pick our furniture up, keep the antique dresser.

You paid me more than enough!

Call it my candlesticks.

Bye, Valjean!

Doesn't matter!

Beware of the Javerts! They're worse than the Germans!

"Our best years are yet to come."

That ain't enough. -"Buffalo Bill's son...

My wife.

I'll introduce you to your traveling companions.

There he is! Move the checkpoint down the road.

I'll make him talk.

Going by Pontarlier? Give me a ride?

Can you read? -Read? Yes.

Why ask if I can read?

I like people to read to me.

Here. The page is marked.

Where are you coming from? -Wherever I want.

Still healthy!

There!

I'm trying to go to Switzerland.

You get around. You wouldn't have a contact?

Congratulations! You don't look it.

Well, it's Javert. Great character!

Great? Great bastard! -If being...

... a professional makes you a bastard...

I'm at your disposal, Javert.

I'd rather we talk in my office.

Mr. Madeleine!

Don't move, we'll get you out!

Don't stay there! The carriage's balanced. Move over!

What's your job? -If I tell you...

Tell me where you dropped off your load of Jews, will you?

Listen, Mister, you better get out.

Yes, but not without you. Where are your Jews?

What's on your mind?

What's on my mind?

Next trial?

If God would only let me plead one more time!

Next time, you stay underwater.

So say your prayers.

I believe that chance...

... and happenstance will get me out of here!

So?

You must travel light.

Only keep your valuables.

No questions?

It's not the best time, but could I have your autograph?

Don't move.

You stay here. Watch for my lamp.

One or three. Got it?

Is that really Switzerland? -Yeah. Stay put.

Good thing we left Salome.

Shall I signal?

Go, go away!

Behind there are two more.

Francoise!

Where are you?

Look at what these assholes did!

You called? -I just got back.

Miss? GIve me number 23 in Pontarlier.

Robert? Could you come right away?

It's Francoise. He did something stupid while cleaning his gun.

He's got enough problems.

May I speak to you now? -What now?

First, I'd like to apologize.

You don't anymore?

He's in jail.

What's that? -The truth.

I think he is in a coma.

So? -It's looking good.

But that means that we must work with the Germans.

50-50. -I don't get it.

...and share it on a 50-50 basis. -Why don't they do it themselves?

They don't know where the dough is!

I told you. They don't know where to find the money sources.

We call him "Fine" because he always says "fine".

They call me "The Bill"; you can ask them why.

Where was he? -I found him this morning...

I can remove the bullets, but...

...he needs a hospital or he'll lose his leg.

My wife...

Keep him talking, that's good.

They shot them all.

Mr. Ziman.

Don't worry, ladies.

Francoise will take care of you.

You, take the bed over on the left.

Honey, we had a problem crossing into Switzerland.

I'm not athletic, and when I jumped...

...but some nice farmers took us in.

I can't safely give their address, but...

What's wrong?

When Dad writes, Mom usually adds a little note.

Next time, Mom will write...

...and Dad will forget the note. Can I see the envelope?

Ziman, it's the doctor.

I'll feel better when I hear from my family.

What's the news?

You know.

How's our cripple?

Must I stay here long?

Ask the doctor.

...we'd move you to a barn with less traffic.

Thank you, ma'am.

Let me give you a shot.

I must tell you, you're being pampered.

I'd break a leg for that!

I brought your things.

Thanks. -What's going on?

Tell my friends that my truck has been confiscated...

You can stay with me. -Thanks...

...but these people saved my life...

...so now I must help them.

Nobody leaves the shelter before the alert is over!

Go on!

It's on the right!

Where? -To the right!

It's here!

What are you doing? Help us.

Look at the books.

Hey, candlesticks! -Jewish candlesticks.

Candlesticks are candlesticks. So?

Is it good? -It's not bad.

Keep on looking.

That's a close call.

It's the first time they bomb Paris!

Do we always have to share with the Gestapo?

Where I'm going, will I be able to listen to the radio?

Look out.

I'm to stay here? -Yes!

I'd have brought flowers, but...

What for? -It makes money invisible.

I'm to go to Switzerland to get money that doesn't exist?

They won't give it to me. -Yes, they will.

I don't want anything. You're among friends.

These gentlemen will make you up and do your hair.

Then I'll dress you in beautiful gowns.

...I send you this picture...

...but you must promise...

I've started walking...

...and without your mother's persistence...

Besides my wife and daughter, I miss daylight.

I understand, but...

Time to walk now! -But it hurts real bad!

It hurts more than yesterday.

Come on!

My stick! -A stick? What for?

Your husband's a great guy.

We met in the market area.

20 years ago. Can you imagine?

Good thing you're here! He's better.

Oh, yeah? So you can walk now?

I can't! It hurts!

I'll help you to bed. -How was Switzerland?

So much money! -I told you.

Here it is. To prove my point. Here is your money.

You'll get the same amount every month.

...I'm investing in farms. I'm your partner.

...to the hoodlums who prey on the misery...

...of the people of France.

She's beautiful.

How old is your paper? Maybe she's isn't so pretty now.

The year they got married.

You keep track of everything. You're quite something.

Great! If I want to kill someone, I know who to go to.

At least he looks at me! -You in love?

I don't want a Jew in your bed!

I don't know why.

We're going to Lyon.

Must we share with the Gestapo? -I told you so!

"French Republic Treasury Department, Vichy"

I'll be laughing until the war is over!

You still not happy?

I'll get used to it.

How are you going to spend your dough?

I'll do like Mr. Madelaine, redestribute it.

General von Scholtitz will arrive this very night!

My love, with what is happening in Stalingrad...

Am I disturbing you?

...so I came to keep you company.

Aren't you cold? -No, I'm fine.

1930. She was beautiful.

Not an easy place to find.

I'm sure happy I didn't take up boxing.

Seriously, who are these guys?

These are miserable times!

Is Doc a real doc? -He kept you alive!

Please come with me.

Officer!

Thank you, sir.

Why do people hate Jews so much?

Anti-Semitism is like an impotent man...

...who blames his wife. See?

When the world is impotent...

You think Hitler is impotent? -I know he is!

He's impotent?

It even happens to me. And I'm not an Anti-Semite.

I heard Hitler's grandpa was Jewish. That cuts you short, huh?

I'm already cut short.

I don't know what Hitler's grandpa did to him...

...but he's vindictive!

If I told you about Hitler's childhood...

...Cosette's would seem...

...like a life of holidays!

Why do you compare everything to "Les Miserables"? It's weird!

And because our times are the most miserable of all.

I was flattered that the great Elise Ziman came.

Why are we here? -These men were on the Eastern front...

You're French?

Why the uniform? -Well, because...

Must I sleep with you?

If you wish to survive, I think it's the sensible thing to do.

I must phone my daughter.

The General invites you to a private dinner.

Mrs. Ziman, don't do that again!

Or I'll send you away!

I hurt your feelings?

Do you realize what you're asking me to do?

Don't move! I won't touch you! No touching! There.

I don't know. If we did...

So you're married. But she's not here!

The Jews, Moses and all, I don't mind.

We're all going to die!

I might die today!

All I want is...time without borders. that's all.

We don't need any... Of course.

I mean if we had to live like that all the time, well...

I'm vulgar and all. But I gave you what I had to give.

I don't want you to cheat on your wife! You can't cheat on nothing!

...he likes you! And he's jealous of you.

But there's nothing to be jealous about. You're here...

...and I'm still a woman, right? It's not over!

...then I'll try to get you out of here.

I don't get it. -That's okay.

Children must stay with their mothers!

Men must disband behind the building on the right!

Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.

...as we forgive those who trespass against us.

Deliver us...

We were told you're hiding a Jewish girl!

On my most holy word I swear...

Say the prayer alone!

Our Father who art in heaven. Hallowed be Thy name.

...on earth as it is in heaven.

Thy...will be done on earth as it is in heaven.

...our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us.

Deliver us from evil. Amen.

What's this, an inn?

I'm tired.

I'm hungry.

It's a 30s film. No way.

I've seen it. I'll wait outside.

Didn't you hear me?

I'm a convict! Out of hard labor!

I spent 19 years in hard labor! "Considered dangerous"!

Intermission's over! -Listen to me carefully...

Tonight, during the alert...

Friends of the Gestapo.

So hide your valuables...

...and warn your neighbors.

Answer me, Marius!

Don't die!

It's not a bad wound.

He'll heal, but only you can make him happy.

You're leaving? What have I done?

No, baby! You mustn't worry. You mustn't.

Hold me tight!

Lyon is off! -What's up?

What's that mean?

We have a few hours left to be heroes!

Gavroche dies. Marius saves him.

Valjean saves Marius. Valjean saves Javert, who kills himself.

Like us in the Resistance! -Wait, my contact's in Normandy!

Good morning Mr. Francois. -Good morning, overlords!

Good for the Krauts. Hi, kids.

You're late. Me, I like you eat on time.

Come and get it.

Hey, "Miss Perfume"!

So stop wearing it, or I'll start opening my mouth!

I've got things to say...

He's just in a bad mood.

Yes, I'm in a bad mood! Sit down. Stay for lunch!

And the radio? We won the lottery!

What's this? -In case they land, we want to greet them well.

Sorry we're late. We had a family lunch.

So you see, it dragged on. -Give it to him!

They'll land near Calais! I know they will!

More bad news?

Something's bound to happen soon.

Something will definitely happen soon!

You'll see, something's going to happen.

I'm sure of it.

They'll land near Calais.

I'll keep you posted every half hour.

The pigeon loft where I lived with my mother.

Until 1920, when I realized my manager was stealing me blind.

He's exactly your age!

Now that's a hell of a surprise! Gentlemen!

Have a drink. I'll be along.

You want a drink?

Marius! Two ciders! -Say that again?

Marius. Two ciders.

You a real Marius? -Yes, sir.

Here's to you! -Thanks, sir.

This is my son. My pride. -My Gavroche!

Got killed at Dunkirk. He fought a good war.

You wanted to see me?

Come on.

We want a view over the sea.

Things are happening tonight.

See what's back there? Come look.

They come here for the booze.

Coffee's ready, sir.

You live in the pigeon loft?

Hurry up! Everybody in the shelter! No laughing!

If Thenarier doesn't save Cosette from starvation...

Without Thenardier, no love story!

I say Thenardier's an angel. He's sent by the Lord!

He's horrible with his kids and all! You joking?

Not great with his kids? He's great with his kids!

I'm not saying he isn't a scumbag.

I can't read? -They all praise Valjean!

So Thenardier's the good guy and Valjean is nothing?

Yeah! -Come on!

His wife loves him!

And Gavroche? -Gavroche is his son.

He saved her. -What?

He saved her! -From what?

What's that, Mother? -Angels, children.

Look at that.

They'll massacre us. -Damn right!

General, there are thousands of ships here!

Send us reinforcements or we'll be butchered!

This is madness! Total madness!

Get down, kid!

Protect the kid! Protect the kid!

They can't land.

Get grenades. We'll blow it up.

I can learn. -Smart move.

Let's hit the bunker!

What? -The bunker!

Marius and I know them. We deliver their food.

Pull the pin. Count to five. Blow the bunker up!

Gutsy kids.

Stop! Stop! Those are Guillaume's children!

They're seeking shelter with us! Open the door!

Damn! The kid's hit!

What's with that asshole? He'll get us killed!

Stop! They'll shoot back!

General? The Americans have landed in Normandy!

In Normandy?

Wasn't it to be Calais?

But he'll be leaving soon.

They didn't land just to visit the seaside resorts.

Wait, wait! What's the rush?

It bugs you to see him go, doesn't it? It bugs the hell out of you!

Well, it bugs the hell out of me to see him stay!

He doesn't care about you!

Take a look at yourself!

It bugs you to see him go, doesn't it? It bugs you a lot!

It bugs me to see him stay!

We're even. It bugs me to see him stay here, that Jew!

It's obvious you're no farmer.

It's obvious you're no farmer.

Storms come and go as they wish...

...and here they were on the Germans' side.

But how could the situation change so suddenly?

I told you. The storm, the bad weather...

It's over now. They control everything now. Everything.

What if I disguise myself?

All the Jews were exterminated. Even the ones in disguise!

They couldn't kill all the Jews!

If some are still alive, it's thanks to people like me.

With good weather, they'll win.

Hitler said that Germany's vital space is Europe.

He won't give up. He's a maniac

A maniac! When he's real angry, he's been known to eat carpets.

I don't blame you, Ziman. I'm not jealous. I'm not jealous.

...I have images in my mind, like my wife...

It's been quite a while since she and I got cozy, you know...

But I have never slept with your wife.

Stop this. I didn't!

It doesn't bug me that you're a Jew. I'm not an anti-Semite, I'm not!

I'm not an anti-Semite! I'm a good Christian!

But my wife's my wife. What can I say?

A letter for his daughter.

Are we really doing this?

It was here? -Someone must have taken the furniture.

No furniture left.

Where's Marius?

Behind you.

A nice one, too!

Too bad! Remember, we're going to Paris soon.

Aren't we sticking together?

But now's the time to make it real big.

I hope so. For you. But your thing is not my thing.

Excuse me, ma'am.

During the war, I moved things in that house.

Who took the furniture?

We're not home all the time, peeping on the neighbors.

Thank you.

Why meet in Montmartre? -I want you...

See you tomorrow, Mr. Chief...

...of the new crime division of the new government!

Is my war record a joke?

What's the flat like?

Teeny-tiny, so-so, or biggie-big? -Cutsy-cute!

My Salome. Just like Mommy and me...

...you must be disappointed that the Americans didn't land.

They'll soon be back, more numerous, stronger...

...and this time for good.

Soon I'll be able to jump.

In London, England... He made a triumphal entrance...

Don't you think we thought about that? We tried everything.

A Jew, Salome!

Fortin. Salome Fortin. But the letters, Ziman!

The letters! Your daughter's dead!

You get it? The letters!

The letters!

If this is such a good business, why are you selling?

It's too much for a woman.

You say it draws a Parisian crowd?

We're 20 miles out of Paris.

If you want, I could help you out for the first year.

Show you the ropes.

Are your pals involved in this? -No.

That's over. No more pals, no more partners.

You think I'm a jerk?

Go on, make a fool out of me if it makes you feel better.

You don't get up anymore.

What's going on in Paris?

And that's nothing.

They dropped 2 atom bombs...

One over New York, one over Los Angeles.

Over a million dead.

All the American Jews are being arrested and shot.

You might be the last living Jew.

So Mussolini, Hitler, and the Emperor of Japan rule the world?

Hitler didn't give a damn about the neutrality of Belgium, did he?

He just announced that he will invade Switzerland.

...if there's any money left in your account...

...better get it out now...

You're right.

Well... It's just that your friends offered me a job...

Here's Marius, who chooses easy money over hard work.

You're coming back? -No, just getting some stuff.

There's a letter. -For me?

"Sir, I imagine you remember me.

I am Salome, whom you kindly brought to the boarding school.

With no news of my parents, I don't know who to write to.

I wonder if you know where they might be.

How are you? I hope to see you...

...because I liked being with you."

I tried to find one like yours.

Where are we going? -I found a beach near Paris...

Why don't they write me? -You'll meet a great guy.

Imagine that!

Marius and Salome!

Is there a school there? -Yes.

It was destroyed during the bombings...

Your holidays will be short!

You married? -Long ago, and not for long.

Why? -Women don't like fighters.

Why? -Why? Because we lead a rather weird life.

We can't... See what I mean?

Grow up first.

Marius and Salome. Pretty, isn't it?

Let's stop here for a bit and pig out!

What's "pig out"? -"Pig out"?

Say, young lady, let's see what's in this magic basket.

Gimme five. -Give you what?

To close a deal, you slap fingers.

You'll speak slang before I can read.

As a kid, what did you learn first? Slang or French?

Straight to slang!

That's why you're a boxer? -No...

...because I was cold and hungry.

It's complicated.

It's easier to toss a lump of shit on a shingle...

...in the hole in the gut. Go on, say it if you can!

It's easier to toss a shump of lingle in the hold in the gut.

It's easier to toss a lump of shit on a shingle

Toss a lump of shit on a shingle in the hole in the gut.

It's not enough? Need more?

That's all he eats.

You want to kiss him goodbye?

"Don Quixote saw 30 or 40 windmills."

The Mayor wants to speak to you.

It's important? -Seems so.

Can I have a coffee?

Two coffees! -I'll make it quick.

...to take my place as Mayor.

Me? -Mr. Henri, there's a lady here who wants to see you.

Take your time. I'll come by tonight for your answer.

The Mother Superior gave me your address.

Is Salome here? -You bet! Come along.

Look.

She's studying.

What friends? -Your friends.

What a day! -They're in trouble.

Act like nothing's going on. Take care of Salome and her mom.

Hurry! It gets crowded at noon.

You're sure they didn't tail you?

I've seen him before.

That's the car they used in Paris.

Surround the beach. Call for backup.

When did he stop writing? -At the end of the war.

Marius, get me a pan of hot water.

I thought you and Salome needed time alone.

Thank you for Salome. -With her...

Can we order, ma'am? -Of course.

You'll tell me about it.

Sorry again, Mrs. Ziman.

Don't move! Nobody move!

Where are they, okay?

I know you! -Well...

...in my job I get to know a lot of hoodlums.

What the hell is he doing? Go find out!

We must stop the hemorrhage.

Shit!

Tell me where you hid them...

...and we'll plea bargain.

You want to drink that? -A real obsession.

Nobody move. Hands up!

Don't move.

Don't move! Get his gun!

Get his gun!

What do you mean, no chance?

Your chance is our chance.

Sticking together! -Stop!

Calm down. You have to get out of here.

Yes, with him.

We're in deep shit. -What's up?

I told them I didn't think we'd shaken them.

See what they did to my pal?

If he croaks, you croak.

You stay. So long as I'm alive, you're alive.

Maybe we can make a deal. -The guillotine!

For the last time, tell them to pull out!

You still won't tell them?

Watch! Your boss said "No"!

What do you think?

Tell your guys to pull out of the beach. Tell them!

To each his own duty.

Why did you do it?

Why?

So I'd see you in court.

When you see a quiet place, pull over. I need to pee.

I'll say you escaped. We'll all take a piss.

When the car leaves, mow him down.

You don't want me in court saying you tortured me.

I've always served my country...

Then I joined the counterspying service.

I think you switched sides and joined the secret service...

Let's go.

That's not what the police say. -What do they say?

When he realized...

...my trial would be his trial, he killed himself.

I got the best lawyer in Paris.

My husband's best friend.

Any news of Mr. Ziman?

No sign of him. -You know, so many funny things happened in the war.

Can Salome and I stay at your place?

Of course you can!

I just can't go home.

During all this time, where were you?

In Poland. -How'd you make it back?

I prayed. -Well, I'd better start praying too.

Tonight I'll try to go outside.

It's dedicated to my wife and my daughter...

...the Sacred Heart boarding school in Normandy.

"When men are ignorant and desperate." Comma.

"When women sell themselves for bread." Comma.

"Victor Hugo was 60 when he finished 'Les Miserables'." Period.

...having fulfilled his duty." Period.

Since we're quoting...

...let's remember Willa Cather's words:

This story is one of them, and it has every alibi.

I did say, "every alibi."

...had Henri Fortin not taken the bunker?

How many women...

...do not mourn their husbands because Fortin saved them?

You say, Mr. Prosecutor...

...that he stole the Vichy government's payroll.

Did the Vichy government represent France?

Answer me! You have put on trial a man...

...who cannot read or write.

...and was therefore able to distinguish good from evil.

Does the law punish common sense? Since when?

Weren't the men who wrote the law...

...sensible?

Exactly 45 years ago, Mr. Prosecutor...

...Henri Fortin's father was on trial, as he is now.

Will you convict his son on appearances, too?

Will you sentence the Fortins from father to son?

The husband will choose the family home.

You must provide that home. And you, you must live in it.

Listen, Salome, a wink won't do.

I do. -Good!

Mr. Marius Abelard, do you take...

...Salome Ziman as your lawful wife? -I do.

No wink for me?

As they say in boxing: May the best person win!

You're gorgeous!

I'm proud of you.

You'll come see me?

You don't seem happy, Ziman.

Happiness is not a Jewish thing.

Victor Hugo said, "The best years of our lives...

...are yet to come!"

"Buffalo Bill's son doesn't shoot as well as his dad."