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CRAZY LOVE

Pressed the pedal, eh?

- Yes. - You've got guts!

- The dough's still safe, right? - Yes!

Have no fear, the firefighters are here!

Don't get any funny ideas!

See? Band of fools...

Oh, shit!

How do you pull these things off again?

The bags are in car 15, compartment 21!

For the first time in history, the train from Hungary is on time!

If I ran on wheels, I'd always be on time!

Hey cornflake! Do you breathe at night?

In Budapest, we thought everything would be better here. Even sleep.

That's why you're dressed in your Sunday PJs?

These are all I have. I'm poor.

But my mother was French.

You speak only French?

Slang with his mouth, Yugoslav with his hands,

Japanese with his feet, Arabic with the ladies,

and French with his...

Fuck! Drop it!

Drop what?

Something disgusting, something you'd step in, dirtying your shoe, right?

- Of course, shoe! - Bravo!

My father died a year ago, my mother three months later because she loved him.

To leave Hungary, we need invitations from abroad.

The daughter of my mother's sister's is a movie star...

I only go to the movies for the music,

and to fall in love with the prettiest girl in the world.

- I've never been in love, just sick. - Same thing!

I was locked up in a mental hospital, for protesting, after my father's arrest.

- As simple as that? - Five years times two!

- Mine too. Seven years times one. - My name is Léon.

My dad too! He was a king!

- Mine was just a prince. - Old school!

Poet, Jew, writer!

Me? Not. My name's Mickey.

Delighted.

My bros: Francois, a fool. Antoine...

Don't push it!

- Ferdinand Le Baron. - Sylvian.

- Don't you see this guy is nuts? - So?

Want to see a photo?

What do you think?

She's cold. You should warm her.

I was there, gawking like the rest. She looked at me, but didn't see me.

- But, tonight... - Tonight?

She'll be mine!

- What's going on? - What do you think?

Passports, tickets, cha cha cha!

Duvigny.

Defarge.

Theron.

Fuselli. Sales Agent.

Ten foggy days in Budapest.

I started my shift in Nancy, Inspector.

We're just chatting with our friend from Buda.

We're in first class, car 15.

Hungarian...

Can I see your luggage?

Enthusiastically, sir! To be enthusiastic is to be inhabited by God!

Brilliant.

Hey...

If you're afraid of cops you'll never make it with a woman!

Brothers with different names... and I'm not a friend from Buda.

Move over!

Great, eh?

Ain't Paris richer than your Buda-shit?

- Nobody to pick you up? - I didn't want to be a bother.

The ambulance won't be here for a few hours.

Here, buy what you like!

Cigarettes, candy...

But there was no fog in Budapest!

Again, which mental hospital were you in?

Will you remember my bros' names?

I'm so sorry... it's my head... hurts...

Beauty, fitness, sickness, women!

That's my cousin's name!

All sluts, except one!

Dig it?

Shoe!

Here you have to buy! To buy, you have to pay!

Like it?

Here, they guard everything the same way.

Women, movies, money, paintings.

They're so twitchy, and rightly so!

Here, we take by force!

- A Surprise! - Come on, Prince!

Here, eat shit!

Choke on it!

See that asshole?

You... think I look smart? My hair, nails... feet!

André?

Not wearing my earrings?

Difficult, considering... Is that you...?

It's me. Earrings? Tip of the iceberg...

- Why tonight? - Why tonight...

A boyfriend who's half shit doesn't cut it!

Why me?

Because tonight...

I'm loaded!

And you, do know how to weigh or measure love?

No.

What are you looking at?

Your top... it's unbuttoned.

I mean, you're beautiful.

It's the job.

Courtesans yes, maids no!

- Got a taste for it? - Haven't we eaten?

- Was it you? - No, it's me.

Then strip.

Stealing my furniture, eh?

It's only Andre.

On the table!

Time's up, old-timer!

These chairs, bit shoddy aren't they?

Just like all knock-offs! Anybody moves and it goes deeper.

You piece of shit, I'll crush you like an egg!

You're getting ahead of yourself, Joseph Venin!

Your Picassos and Bacons, those guys who paint your ceilings...

Donut economics! The cake for you, the hole for everyone else!

Ladies and gentlemen, good evening!

The Middle East! Flat-packed atomic bombs! Nerve gas!

Making mince meat out of kids in trenches,

in that war between Iran and the other one...

Our export figures look great in the National Assembly reports!

- Me, I'm a zero! - No, the other one.

Sorry.

- So what now? - Violence!

You'll pay!

Right, I'm doing this by the numbers!

The price of a queen, like in Shakespeare,

who I'm sure you've read, now you're no longer ruling the roost!

A queen... never cedes.

You have to take, buy, deserve her.

Come on, all together!

O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,

How are thy leaves so verdant!

Were you talking about me?

My love...

But I'm worthless!

My Queen!

The cops are outside! The place is surrounded!

And you! Under what name do you hide at the Ministry?

Delacroix, Delacunt, Delacock!

A Jewish name like Ben Asshole?

Stop your bullshit!

Lay off. He's honest.

Like honest? Be honest, then! Keep it simple and straight!

You love her, how much?

You don't get it. She's very expensive.

Sorry...

Thank you...

It's not right to steal.

I'll give you everything.

My name, my memories, my life...

My handkerchief.

Throw me away, whenever you want, if you have to.

Idiot.

Don't get hooked, that's my woman. You want to love her too?

- Yes, that's my handkerchief. - And me?

Oh yes!

And you?

Maybe...

Lovers...

Friends...

A meeting of ends!

I'm taking her, she's too good for you!

- Looks serious. - You're right!

Letting your dad rot in jail! Changing your name, that's noble!

Who are you in your new family, shithead?

Shit, help me, Matalon!

How long have I been saying, boss, she's nuts?

Start digging your grave, asshole!

Yours will just need a lid on top!

Music! Roll end credits!

- I love you. - My God!

Can't stomach this? You should have gone to a posh deli in Neuilly!

- Does he love her or what? - He hates her!

Who the hell asked you?

And who's you, anyway?

- Sorry, I didn't want to hurt you. - Idiot!

You'll regret that very much.

So, Léon! What do you think of Paris Nights?

Just wait for the main course! Don't you miss the pigs?

- You won't snout, will you? - No.

I don't judge anyone. Who judges the judges here?

Men who have women and friends, they're protectors from justice.

Can you keep on picking my dishes?

That's class, eh? Not even lost her appetite!

The best for you, my gem...

My black gem...

I'm not a black gem.

I live like my mom did.

In expensive clothes,

in luxury, in flesh,

without pleasure.

It'd be good to find one who loves me, a husband,

just like in real life.

The Venin clan, four of them, right?

I'll make Ancient Mariners out of them!

Impressed? Me no high school!

A black gem in the hollow of dunes.

Cold Venin for the vultures,

a gold toothpick for my father. That's the lineup!

Now paint the town red!

Shift asses! Shake heads!

And you, you don't care being late, embarrassing my brother?

Sure Martine, you're pushing it!

I was in pain! Women have it once a month!

- You got here at nine like everyone! - You're too rough with her!

Hey baby bro, feet too busy spinning in tapioca?

A cheap, pathetic fuck, that's tops for you lot!

Princesses for Princes, trailertrash for flunkies!

You'll never get past that! It's not about you, Prince.

If I hadn't worked my ass off, we'd never pulled the job off!

You didn't believe in me, and you still don't!

Don't get left wriggling in the earth like a worm!

My star!

Venin is hurt badly, but still alive!

Reliable sources blame the Armenians! A bit skittish they are now.

Venin was dealing with Turks!

Great! Mickey Micheyan staged a shit show, now drink it all in!

Assholes, those kids. It's the moon, Mercury.

Mickey, he's a marked man! The stars are my thing.

Scared? There's a door back there!

- I couldn't. - Because of her?

What's her ass got that mine hasn't?

She's fragile...

That's all in your head, and your head is here!

You slut!

It won't be long before you get it!

They're coming!

Comrades...

It's not the same syndicate, Comissioner. It's private here.

It's not them, Detective.

The landlord assured me they've been here since nine.

Oh, I know these guys. They're...

small fry... tiddlers.

Their father was in the Resistance.

Dirty little habits...

The tiddler says...

Good evening, Miss.

Fire and brimstone at Mr. Venin's, huh?

You made a good move.

I'm making another:

Your engagement present.

- Good behavior 7 years minus 10 days. - Shit, how could I know?

I got out of the klink to hear you're killing Venins.

It's no longer 45 or 68.

- In 45, you were king! - What a result!

- The streets are still there! - Me too!

- My head isn't on a poster! - Mine won't be on a poster!

But your old man still has to clean up after you.

Your stepbrother's right, better to forget.

So they got you for a soldier's pension, right?

What I did, I did in memory of you.

And for her.

That's one too many, Mickey.

To survive, you must forget!

I did it for you.

Here, have your beloved son!

Your favorite!

I love you!

Marie!

Mickey... Judas...

To survive, it's better to survive...

The old man's dead, Donald's dead, my woman...

Your lady was a tramp! Here, take this!

Don't bad-mouth Martine!

It's a bit late for pleasantries!

I have a woman and a friend.

I'm home and dry. You said that, didn't you?

- No, it was you. - Same thing!

Take care of her for me!

Time to pull out the stops.

It's not The Beatles any more, it's Attilla and the Destroyers, No Future!

If there's still a future, it's tomorrow, 15 rue Nergal.

Now hide.

- You trust this jerk? - The hot stuff and the ice queen!

- Like some meds? - Sure...

I know a drugstore. Me and Antoine knocked it off, years ago!

For peanuts, petty cash or speed! Remember, Antoine?

We'll keep the hearse.

- Why not leave it here? - What for?

Should I throw in two wreaths and wait for the Père Lachaise to open?

Coming?

Just a mo. Time enough to waste this jerk.

- Are you dumb or what? - He touched Martine!

This rat is jinxed!

Here they come!

- I warn you, lying is my thing. - You're not what's lying.

- What then? - Neediness!

- If one lies, it's to get... - One shouldn't get!

Here, it's okay.

Damn, my shoe!

We can't stay here!

- Do you have money? - No!

This place is full of memories.

I started when I was thirteen.

I never hurt.

I made them feel like kings.

Don't worry, my tiptoes are always frozen.

The ice queen doesn't want to die.

To sleep...

To die...

To kill...

To make love...

Same war.

What are you?

- A hatchet man or a pocket knife? - What?

Friend of a friend? Where did Mickey unearth you?

In a train.

- What were you smuggling? - Myself.

You're a simpleton?

Can you say virgin for a man?

Not for long.

I'm hurt.

I'm bleeding!

No, you're coming.

I'm the one who's bleeding.

You'll come when I will.

Léon? Don't wait for me.

Forget the address, forget everything. Mickey's okay.

Anyway. I'd like... I can't...

Yes?

We don't give handouts.

Autographs and postcards via mail exclusively.

Hungry?

The ladies are sleeping. No noises please.

Come into the kitchen.

Coffee, chocolate, tea?

At home they force-fed us all your disasters.

Floods, wars, terrorist attacks, kid soldiers...

we shrug off propaganda, we want proof;

We don't know who we are anymore!

But darling...

In the Kingdom of the Blind, the one-eyed suffers.

So don't look.

Sweet talk in the morning! Death in the afternoon!

You're almost as pretty as my mother!

You should have let me know!

It was easier to take the train!

In what hole did you fall?

A woman courted by a gangster! I slept with her!

I don't know where she is!

- Have you seen the Eiffel Tower? - I lost my luggage!

My mom's picture, my father's last letter, his tie, handkerchiefs too!

I don't know where!

I loved her. That's not the truth.

She touched me... moved me...

You remind me of your father.

He was handsome, your father.

You always fall for beauty, especially when it's wrinkle-free.

Your silly truths. Do they wash whiter?

My shirt. It was the journey. The night. The rain... the rain...

Do you get a kick out of it or is it just stupidity?

I kick stupidity!

Stupidity!

And when your mother came to Paris for the last time,

I knew I'd never see her again.

I tried to talk myself into believing she was happy.

They said your father could be freed. We compared destinies,

like girls comparing dresses.

Now she was going to be reunited with a saint.

A martyr, beautiful... noble.

Her gift was living, and she got theater instead!

My gift was theater. Instead I got caught up in life...

So it goes.

She went back.

She died of love.

I waited here for a visa that's never issued to dissidents' sister-in-laws.

And I became as bad at acting as I am in life!

Like the sky in the country.

It's the Atlantic, the ocean wind. You know we've seagulls in Paris?

I'm in it now, The Seagull. My daughter plays the lead.

These days, after two cheap porno flicks, you're made a member of the Academy.

She got me a part in the play. You know it?

Not really. Sea birds don't fly to Hungary.

And what does a bird like you do in Hungary?

I was told to work with my hands. My head still hurts.

A bird of different feather...

Sorry, you make me feel uneasy.

Nestor?

To the theater!

The bird touches down on the mud,

leaves his mark, more beautiful than his flight, than his life.

I think about my father, about my mother.

I'm searching in the mud.

- Don't you want to look at me? - It's difficult.

Tough day? Was it easier with the gangster's moll?

On reflection, she loved me.

So one has to be in love to reflect?

- It's better for the other one. - The neighbor?

Do you mean God?

- Can't you stay with me for two minutes? - It'd be too sad.

- But everything's sad, open your eyes! - I can't see into, but not...

And how am I, into?

Young.

Want to check?

- I can also be a cheap tart! - No you can't.

You really are fucked up, friend of a friend!

It's André! André, meet my friend of a friend.

André is a man on the move.

He's moving in Mom, who's moving him up.

Forget sweet talk, when it comes to whoring, I'm his bet.

"But once in America, what will we do?"

"Monsieur de la Fayette will provide you with instructions!"

Aglaé?

- Coming! - Monsieur Simon has arrived.

Some would rather be dead than red! And some would rather be red than dead!

At that moment, Glücksmann shakes his coiffured mane,

and shouts his message: "No neutron gale in Bloomingdale's!"

In the end, we arrive at the same point: Order, discipline,

and social progress.

The gap between our theories is small.

Wait and see, look at Italy...

Each to his own theories, that's the best practice!

I'm not critical...

It must be nice to finance stage shows in order to...

firstly, entrap the bourgeoisie, and then plant bombs under their houses.

But let's be fair...

We are the guests of a lady! This is a first class lounge!

Your bladder's not big enough to piss in all four corners!

Let the children come to me!

Simon, you wrecked my table plan again.

You ruffian, you can't even do chit-chat with a fascist!

Simon! A man like you should know that The Seagull is about revolution.

A seagull stands for truth. We need a real lake on stage!

Give me the means.

At the climax we open the dam and drown the bourgeois!

I'm getting nothing out of it! It's some hard row to hoe!

I'm hoeing...

I grease their wheels, oil my piston... Then what?

The old bag's ready for Ziegfeld Follies. Aglaé!

It would take the Luxor Obelisk to satisfy her!

- Marie... keep shtum! - What are you up to?

- I didn't hear you come in? - This gentleman let me in.

- Will you come to the lounge? - I'll start in the kitchen.

Idiot!

André's got guts. He loves me. He prefers me to my mother.

I share him so I can act better. Understand?

You've no right to judge me!

You've got too much fog in your head for that!

At last!

It's okay. He's clean!

- News from Mickey for Marie? - Dunno where he is.

Join the winning team?

I told you that he would find me. He's my puppy!

Like my sweet kid brother!

He knows our tomorrows!

I'll give you your tomorrows!

Hands off my today!

Marie got her return ticket, but for a price.

Her holiday surprised me. That was priceless!

Stop sticking your weenie into what's not yours!

Got an issue with your manhood?

Shut it!

Watch it, Albert...

The good lord rears his ugly head when a prick tries not to understand.

Punch, Albert! When you punch I know you're alive!

At last, we got the address for Mickey's hideout!

We've known for an hour.

You'll understand... Sorry for now... Sorry for before... Sorry for after...

I didn't know how to reach you!

You disappeared! I called! I looked! Then...

Le Baron found your cousin's name thanks to a photo in that nudie mag!

He bought the apartment across from yours, just for me!

They never understood my whims!

And Mickey? What did you do to him?

I destroy everything I love!

I told you, I am a liar.

A Venin is here, still not snuffed out.

Did you know he used to be one of my mother's lovers?

This prick found out that you can't put a price on love!

A small time punk proved he couldn't keep something

that he thought he could junk.

Now he cannot, he wants not,

he knows not!

Thanks. I'll do it.

Here comes the soup for my first broken Venin!

Mickey's a mover and a shaker, but this mean Matalon, waiting for...

If you were still a man, you wouldn't take it lying down!

It's manhood at question now!

Man's ugly business. Honor, power...

Gonna start moaning? Was my mom moaning?

Me? I faked the screams!

A spoonful, my love?

Love is a miracle, you want to see a miracle?

I'm just following your laws!

You are just a poor puppet fucked by a grenade!

You can't just fuck over, or even just fuck!

No one!

No one!

Can't you understand?

I'll come!

I'll come, I promise!

Shall I decorate using his brains too?

I'm not ashamed.

I'm not ashamed.

It's not my fault.

It's mine.

Idiot.

So you're in? Don't worry. The cops will be here in 3 minutes.

Just let me do the talking. Last night's massacre? I wasn't there.

This gentleman? We've never met.

If you do this for me, never was there a young lady in this courtyard!

Silence!

- What are you doing down here? - I don't know.

So we won't be playing ping pong?

You must certainly have some princely motto, say:

Wherever I appear, the scum disappears.

The barefoot...

The Barefoot Contessa, one might say.

Mankiewicz.

She saw her mother die at the hands of the Venins.

The four Venin brothers.

Like Mickey's four fingers.

I've only wanted what's good for Marie.

But she seeks her mother's fate.

What can one do...

Two days before retiring,

and still sizing up guys who sell both cannons and fodder, the catchphrases.

But I keep trying,

with the wild horses.

Mickey, you...

A dead loss, thousand to one!

The luxury of desperate gamblers.

I could deport you to your Hungary, but I'd rather release you into our wild.

I'll take Mr André's statement democratically, like the Pope's edict.

But I'll keep sniffing your scent!

And Marie's.

Sharpening my chompers and waiting for wonders...

I'll ship your miserly, meagre coffin back to Hungary.

I don't like you!

It's... because... of her.

She's deranged, she feels the cold. What's eating you up...

Shut your trap, Mr. Innocent!

Don't forget I'm doing you a favor!

Just like the police back home!

Wanna feel my trotter?

A real Parisian pig trotter?

Grilled too?

Throw him out! His stupid suitcase too!

Before he trips up even more...

Still in one piece?

It's my fault! I shouldn't have left you alone.

I like it raw...

I would like it to get raw for me.

Curse you! Mary, full of ice,

The Lord is against thee!

Punished art thou among women,

and punished be the fruit of thy womb...

Nergal!

15, rue Nergal!

Follow the guide, Prince! Without me, you'll never find the road to perdition!

Isn't it what you want? Mickey has a bone to pick with you!

The bone, I love that. The bone and marrow...

without the pheasant, nothing is pleasant.

Without spice, nothing is nice.

The gravy is simmering...

Mickey without Marie: No religion.

Marie without Mickey: No way.

"Chintz and Necessity". Nobel Prize, rings a bell?

CHANCE AND NECESSITY

That's it, a short survival course for the innocent going on trial.

I'll dazzle you with some French history, it's still South against North,

dark against dirty, Lyonese against Saracens.

Second door to the right. But watch out!

Cock fighting in Chicago, 1930... and no elevator!

He's Mickey's pal.

Hot! Hot! Hot! It's almost burning. Time's up!

A European Encounter of the Third Kind!

I've got a job for you.

Mickey's not well. He's lost his groove.

He'll lose his life if he keeps that woman.

Take her away, do it for me.

If Mickey's not cheery, he's no good.

I don't want him!

I want him to go!

- You had her! - I love her out of pity, Mickey.

Don't you pity me a little?

- I love her out of sorrow. - I love her full stop!

- She respects you. - Like one respects graveyards!

I'll never leave her to you.

It's for you she took that appartment across from yours.

Yes, but there's still three Venins to go.

Now she'll run away from you.

Mickey isn't a thug.

I believe nothing.

It... you know...

It's difficult to hurt you.

If you were a woman, I'd kill you!

I'd wrap the blade in silk. You wouldn't feel a thing.

She would.

Buzz off!

Oh no!

We're like kids, Prince.

Marie...

See?

- Do you suffer? - Do you?

Our customers!

- Right on time for church! - You got Gothic mosques back home?

- Doctor Gilbert Venin, I presume? - Shit! Livingstone, asshole.

- Mickey the Arab wants a word with you. - I'm very expensive.

- You got the creeps? - No, we're in a pest controlled zone.

- What's on Mickey's agenda? - Disneyland!

- That's gonna be tough. - No, tomorrow at midnight...

ladies as witnesses, face to face. It's high time.

For you, the shit flies keep buzzing around Mickey.

If he leaves the Casbah, he'll regret this monkey spanking!

He's not spanking, he's here!

Get lost!

Oh dear! Oh dear!

What? Do you have a cody?

What? Your lovely brothers, Simon and Edgar.

Out of your league! Forget it.

Edgar. 5 am. Blow deal. Rue Lenine.

That's our turf!

Sure you've got no cody?

An office... Future & Wellness. Apartment... 12.

Don't fret. It won't bleed forever.

Now it's a habit!

Well, kick it!

Future & Wellness.

Soon they'll need a new plaque: Past & Cankers!

Come on... Torch it!

You again!

My half brother, Léon, Mickey. Edgard Venin!

Which Venin is this?

The fat cunt with the small... I can't see his birthday suit!

He heads Buildings and Investments. He's investing in me!

He's pumping shit into your veins!

They'll screw you for believing them.

All that's in vain cause you don't have taste!

Are you into family business?

You paranoid freak!

I want the recipe!

It's too complex! You'll never get it.

Get what? That you and your pals swap guided missiles for Afghan dope?

Dope to explode in the street?

So Buildings and Investments get clean books?

For official stamps, we got Mr André. And where's Simon Venin in all this?

Simon's untouchable. He doesn't mix with dirty Arabs like you!

Dirty Arabs?

How about waterboarding? Got a bathtub here?

Buildings and Investments operate through the Pole Pot Bank!

Forget the bank, I want the banker!

Apart from banking, what does a banker do?

Stroll through the park with his dachshund?

Rare? Medium? Well done?

Burnt to a crisp?

The theater. He took a shine to a piss pot actress!

Care to impart her stage name?

Aglaé. Gla Gla!

That tip would have saved your skin. But I've got a kiss from Marie!

- What can I do for you? - Nothing!

Why are you showing me this?

Because... you're my friend!

You know what I feel, right now, here?

I'll tell you. I'm gonna barf!

What am I good for? Nothing gives!

You got religion?

No!

Here.

That's for you.

At least you don't kill.

My woman! My cross! My skin! Anything else you want?

Shoo, or do you want it gift wrapped too?

No, I'll find her!

Don't sweat, she's here!

It's done!

Hold me against you,

against him, against me.

Stop me from running out...

from drowning...

Take me...

Whatever floats your boat... Life is good!

Can you smell it?

Take a breath!

They watered the street,

to make us grow on the asphalt!

Yes, I do love you.

We've got it all!

Our weaknesses,

Ideas,

History!

What's keeping us on our asses? Waiting for the Cossacks to strike?

The burden of money?

The ghosts of culture?

The Final Solution?

If we don't face the Cossacks, it might also go wrong, get me?

In 44 we won the Battle of the Rails.

The Final Solution? Stale bourgeoisie farts.

Take the middle ground, the people's power, the workers.

The founders of society, the heroes of the future.

The future belongs to the common people.

Final Dis-Solution in champagne!

Can... not... say... anything right!

Above all... we mustn't kill... with all our thoughts... with each bite!

Maybe teeth are for climbing trees.

Like big toes?

Does another world exist, without cruelty?

Or, would it be even more deformed and ugly?

When I'm hungry and thirsty,

who forces me to think of the blood,

and the flesh that my neighbor ogles?

Of which slaughter house are we kids the inheritors?

Watch out for the vase, cousin.

Why?

You're not good with reality.

These clothes, this furniture, the prisons.

I'm the same.

I found a way out, the theater.

You'll see. It's no place for oldies like my mother.

It can blow your mind, make you die better and faster.

Doesn't make you happy, but it shreds you up.

Better than anything.

I'd like to stay here!

It can be arranged.

I have Killer thighs.

Simon's corpse can't say no to me anymore.

This, I know how to do.

We're all lost souls! Souls lost in our flesh!

You're lost in your flesh, Aglaé! Do you understand?

"All is cold, cold."

...can only destroy itself, with bourgeoise means, bourgeoise sets,

bourgeoise costumes, bourgeoise acting,

the bourgeoise at the bidding of the Revolution,

in the name of lost humanity.

"Their spirits have flowed into one, that great world-soul am!

"In me, the consciousness of man joins hands with animal instinct...

...I remember all, and each life lives again in me."

This stuff sounds decadent.

"I, the spirit of the universe..."

She's fresh! Simon's ham... She'll have you!

It's beautiful, what she says. I want the book!

Let go!

Did she get you?

Who got me? Who got you?

You did.

I love you.

You. I love you.

You. I love you.

You. I love you.

To see the light, take off your trousers.

Do you want me to?

Why?

Normally people do it for me.

I can also tie your feet.

Why? Because, usually I'm the one they tie up.

And why this?

Because usually I'm the ridiculous one.

So we can forget each other.

I'll take him back whenever I want to!

Don't go! I must go after her!

Do you need to spread evil to survive?

Even to a kid? Not a kid, it's worse.

Worst for me!

Want to bet?

Is the little lady who wants the worst able to suffer?

Is she trying to suffer? Does one really suffer in theater?

You'll taste. Feel. I'll help you!

Come.

Cold feet?

If you leave me, you're finished.

Because of that?

That?

Gare de Lyon. I owe you for this.

Mickey will be happy! This is a pleasure, a vision of the Apocalypse,

the whore on her throne of blood, the fourth horseman,

the lamb of the seventh seal, Kafka and his goldfish!

Kafka and his goldfish...

Good.

Good.

I can't, there.

I spent my holidays here with my father and mother.

My father died in that room.

A bullet to the belfry.

But I'm lying again.

Did he hang himself?

No.

He... messed it up.

He...

The rain...

What's up with you? Soft in the head?

Did you get lost?

Yes.

Here, with you.

It's not like in a movie or a book,

where everything is precise,

thought-out,

organized...

with a clear-cut goal.

Everything's chaos...

Chance...

Pain...

Disorder...

For me, order is Killing my mother's lovers, one by one.

There's one left.

- Want to know who? - No. What for?

To know my life.

There is no life.

There's only war.

Listen.

I can't hear anything.

Close your eyes.

Marie?

You're flying too close to the sun, friend.

I won't break your fall.

You're pushing it.

If I were human, I'd kill you here and now.

I'm not gonna be human.

I won't go back on my word.

I don't want to rush you, but theaters run on schedules.

Go betweens too.

For packaged news...

It's only me.

For timely deliveries...

Me too.

For the right address...

It's still me.

One last breath of fresh air...

It's time to go now.

Don't be alarmed, Léon.

The Commissioner's here to ensure all's quiet on the Alpine front.

Better pack a piece...

Me... never!

Marie, she's his most precious thing.

He's burning through those creeps who got their kicks from grilling his wife.

A hero, the Commissioner, in the line of suffering...

Stoke the dice!

Load the fire!

"My carriage is at the gate. Do not come out to see me off..."

I shall find the way alone. Let me have some water.

- Where are you going? - Back to the village.

- Is Nina Nicolaevna here? - Yes.

My uncle fell ill on Thursday, and we telegraphed for her to come.

Why do you say that you have kissed the ground I walked on?

You should kill me!

If I could only rest. Rest!

"I am a seagull!"

I warned you: Lies, dullness. I don't want you.

"I am an actress!"

He does not believe in the theater; He used to laugh at my dreams,

so I became down-hearted and ceased to believe in it too!

Then came all the cares of love,

the jealousy,

the continual anxiety about my little one,

so that I soon grew trivial and spiritless,

and played my parts without meaning... I never knew what to do with my hands,

I could not walk properly or control my voice!

You cannot imagine the state of mind

of one who knows how badly she is acting.

I am a seagull.

Ever since I have been here, I have been walking and thinking,

Thinking and walking,

and I feel the strength of my spirit growing in me.

I know now,

I understand at last, Constantine,

That for us, whether we write or act,

it is not the honor and glory which I have dreamt that is important,

It is the strength to endure.

You must know how to bear your cross, and you must have faith.

Here's the goods.

In order.

Now, let's talk details!

Shocking, isn't it?

Are they plotting, or what?

Our girlfriends.

Here's a doll. Here's the head, here's the feet.

I turn her upside down.

Close your eyes, close your eyes!

Show me where the head is?

Now, her feet.

And now her sex.

That's a good one, huh?

Could you turn the stagelights on again?

It's a childhood dream.

Turn the lights on, quick!

- Do as she says. - We won't do it again!

Not you. You performed... I got what I could from you.

Did you like my performance?

I could smash...

"Why do you say that you have kissed the ground I walked on?"

You should kill me!

If only I could rest.

Rest. Rest.

I am a seagull!

No, that is not what I meant.

I am an actress.

That's it!

He's there too.

Yes.

But that's nothing.

He does not believe in the theater;

He used to laugh at my dreams... and ceased to believe in it too!

Then came all the cares of love... jealousy... anxiety about my little one!

I soon grew trivial and spiritless,

I played my parts without meaning... I never knew what to do with my hands,

...could not walk properly or control my voice!

"You cannot imagine the state of mind..."

She's better than me.

Learn to carry your cross and keep your faith,

"I believe, and so do not suffer so much."

It's ridiculous.

Chicks like this...

"And when I think of my calling..."

- One could say: Whores... - One should...

One should...

"I do not fear life."

The last Venin, the untouchable, the only one that never touched me!

The one that lit the match!

I don't want the penguins splattered in ketchup.

Especially not in front of the cops.

Enjoy your meal, gentlemen!

Ministers of Integrity!

Thank you, show's over!

It's not over for me!

You tried to buy me a theater but I hated you,

and I fell crazy for that simpleton.

He came from Hungary just to fuck things up here.

That dunce is a dog. I bought him back from this harlot.

- Do you still want me? - I want everything!

Wherever you want. As long as it's now.

And I want him to see you have me, OK?

Search him.

The wax of the seventh seal drips on the butcher's fingers...

The lamb is ready...

Here, if you please. Same as the whores!

Am I frightening you?

Lower. Where it's real. Where it smells.

Get lost!

Get lost! The door behind you!

Me...

Leave it!

You cunt!

So, about that video nasty...

"Gone with the Wind."

ASS...

hole!

Don't fret, he won't see me again.

I just want him to understand me, and to forgive...

If Mickey's okay with that.

Are you hurt?

Where?

Ba-ku-nin... Comrade Vit-a-min...

Che Guevara, "The Bolivian Diaries."

Maurice Thorez... complete works. "The Young Marx: Poverty of Philosophy."

Fred Astaire!

Woody Allen. Who's he?

"Gone with the Wind." Mickey, I've got it!

Go on! Torch it!

I was there in the tree. Eleven years old.

Skipped class at boarding school.

I needed to see her!

A Sunday, once in a while, wasn't enough!

She didn't even bother packing her bags!

How she was sick of my poor cop father!

And he of her. It killed her!

She wallowed with those pigs...

In their dough, their drugs, their shit!

Mommy, mommy, my mommy!

I followed. They fed me, they dressed me, they beat me,

but they never sullied me!

I'm like her, I'm like her,

I'm like her, like her... like her... I'm like her...

Mommy, mommy... mommy! My mommy...

Now that I am king...

and that the queen... is queen...

is queen!

Impossible is a French word! I'll never marry you!

Leave the ending to me.

I need this money!

I need this money...

It's too much!

Expatriation!

What is that?

I forgot to tell you, big surprise! Your mother's corset exploded.

Ambulance, firemen, four nurses, two obstetricians.

Nine and a half pounds on arrival, incognito for seven months! A triumph!

It's all your doing... Madam's my age!

From each according to his faculties;

To each according to his needs!

My poor little thing.

Is it love?

My cub...

Love. I'll show you.

Mommy!

The smell is the proof.

You don't leave a friend wounded in the trenches of old age.

Especially when they're incontinent.

Here I am, my friend.

Come on, get down, you prick!

Do you want me to drag you down by the balls?

And don't move!

Remember you said...

that what I'm doing is all for Marie.

You were right.

Do you know what a "lost girl" means in French?

Nobody knows anymore.

It's a woman that keeps on walking until she falls apart.

You can't help her. Ever.

You can try to kill yourself. That's all.

You could say I should have nabbed the Munch Bunch at the parking lot...

I'm not God.

I'm just holding his pencil. That's all.

I'm not like the ones you've dealt with back home.

Come on.

I'll give you a lift, wherever you're going.

Tell your fucking Minister,

I'll clean up this city all by myself.

That I defend the law in spite of the laws.

Setting those rats against each other!

It's an art...

Rarely appreciated.

So, about that medal...

I'll tell everything!

I can't go any further.

Candy?

Don't swallow the pit.

One last detail you missed.

Marie... I tracked her down less than a year ago.

I'm her father.

Honduras, Salvador, Nicaragua, Albania, Egypt, war!

Albania, Egypt, Nicaragua: War!

I often have this strange and penetrating dream of an unknown woman...

whom I love and who loves me...

Do not spoil this tender act of being or being not.

For I have lived up to our pact, awaiting heart is all I've got.

Wisen up, Pain, and hold still.

Were you demanding the night? It's coming down, at will.

Black air, envelops the city, bring peace to some, and to some the pity.

He's been in there for hours with that bitch.

Do you want to free him?

He keeps the door closed, and says nothing.

Try to shake him the hell out of it,

or we'll miss the big BBQ in the white city.

You are the only one.

And you didn't do anything.

Léon, Prince of idiots!

I was doing it while she slept, but you woke her up.

I wrapped the blade in silk. She isn't suffering too much.

Want to finish the job?

- Marie... I love her. - And me.

- Do you love me? - Léon, yes!

She told me again that I made love to her like no one else.

Then she said it wasn't important.

My father, my mother, you...

Love.

The same feet,

the same toes,

the same footprints.

Footprints change with the soles of your shoes.

The mud without marks,

that's me.

You're cold.

You're warm.

You're hot.

You burn.

You Kill.

Do you want to finish me off?

Knock it off!

Take off your shoes, so they won't know we're here!

I won't give her up to anybody!

No. She belongs to me.

If God made us, he would have made us differently.

The rats have made off.

I'm offering you a truce!

What are you doing all alone in this gutter?

With me, you have a chance!

You can all rot with her!

This stare, not for me.

I've got to see Him!

Now I can't see a thing.

Now you can see for real.

At the end of a regular film, I'd go on a killing spree too.

I'd be the hero.

But there are no more heroes.

Just the humiliated.

Stop your bullshit.

Go.

Let's walk out barefoot.

Made off, the rats, welfare!

Léon!

This is the end, my friend. I won't get my lake.

There won't be a real revolution.

From now on don't budge! Hear me?

Watch him!

Save me...

Take me...

Any place you want...

This film was inspired by "The Idiot" by Fedor Dostoevsky.

It is meant as a homage to this great writer.

Original translation: Daniel Bird & Andrzej Zulawski