All language subtitles for La.symphonie.pastorale.1946.DVDRip.XviD.A

Hurray, we can' t get out!

Goody-goody! We'll have to go
through the window !

You think it's funny?!

- Yes indeed, mum.
- Why?

Because it's not like everyday !

Don't you enjoy it, Amelie?

Doors are made to get out.

- Of course, but sometimes..
- Who's the kid?

Don't you feel like going
through the window with me?

And cut the christmas tree
with Jacques and Charlotte?

As you like.

I'm sorry darling. Does it hurt?

No, but i have to take care,
i mean who else but me, naturally.

It couldn't last. Too bad, you
will cut the tree without me.

See you later, my darling.

If our tree looks too nice,
the children won't like their

parent's anymore.
- It's true.

We need a modest tree so
that God loves it even more ,

just strong enough to hold the
very few presents we'll hang on it.

We need a tree that fits our church.

Julien.

It's good enough this year, isn't it?

It's too much!

15 minutes later, it would have
been all decorated, and a full

surprise!

It's too much, my friend.

I scarcely come to church,
but when i do, i come with

full hands, to redeem myself.

Your tree is too beautiful,

the children won't like the
one their parents did for them.

But it has to be better than home,
to make them like coming to church.

This is a woman's reasoning.

One day, you'll ask for colored glass ,
statues, candles, a band why not...

God is spirit

Other is the seeder,
other the harvester

Why not come home, so that
i can hear my piano.

I have a wife, a daughter and a piano.

All that should make some music,
but it doesn't !

I need you, Jacques.
The sleigh must be yoked.

Will you excuse me, my friends
but i must leave.

- Anything serious?
- A poor old woman has died.

- Was she from here?
- No. - That's better.

The big star goes on top of the tree.

- Was she your grandma?
- No. - A neighbour?

- Do you live next to her?
- No.

Who's keeping watch over her?

Noone? Was she left alone?

Are you afraid of me?

- Why don't you talk?
- To the right.

- Are you sure it's the right way?
- Yes.

I think i used to ice-skate on
a nearby lake.

I was your age.

- There's a lake nearby, isn't it?
- No.

Is it still far?

- Is it there?
- Yes.

God my Lord, it's the first time
i see this poor woman

while you know her like all of your
creatures, even the humblest one.

She never came to your church
but i should have come to her.

It's up to the shepherd
to look for the sheep.

Welcome her in your Goodness.

Chick.chick.chick

She was alone. Give her a family.

Chick.chick.chick

May she celebrate Christmas
among your Chosen Ones. Amen.

C'mon chick, c'mon.

- I'm the pastor.
- I know you.

- There is no parents , is there?
- No.

- Well, there's the little girl.
- Where is she?

Where is she? She ran away i don't
know where....

C'mon chick, c'mon.

- Maybe, she got scared.
- It's hard to believe.

I thought she didn't even notice
the old woman's death.

- Didn't she see her?
- No, she's blind.

Call her again.

- What's her name? - She can't
understand anything,

then she has no name.

- What will happen to her now?
- I guess she'll be put in an hospital..

Where else? She's retarded.

Don't worry mr pastor, she'll
be back to eat.

You see the hot soup is for her.

I have to go back home.

Such children would better
be not born.

About the funeral, could it take
place the day after chrismas,

- if you don't mind?
- If you want.

C'mon chick, c'mon.

Chick-chick-chick.

Lord, persuade me that
i can't leave this child,

that You're asking me
to take care of her,

to take her to You !

We gave her a name; she's Gertrude.
She needs to learn everything,

and first to walk.

Wonderful !

She went down the stairs for
the first time. Not one

mistake, a miraculous lightness.

Notebook. Gertrude.

The pastor's bag.
The holy book.

- How do you know it's the holy
book? - There are flowers in it.

The clock. It's 11:15.

The butterflies collection.

The window. The glass.

It's sunny.

I can feel it through the glass.

The chimney.

An other glass.

- No
- Charlotte, keep quiet.

But It's the looking-glass.

I don't want you to
interfere wih her lessons.

Glass? but it's not as cold as glass.

This glass is something else:

It's a smooth plane material which
is used for decorating in houses.

You've never told me of it.

It's not worth it. You can live
very well without it.

Only fools think it's useful.
Let's go on.

The nice soap pot of aunt Amelie.

The pastor's hat. His umbrella,

the hat is wet, the umbrella is dry,

the pastor forgot it once again.

She imagines everything.
She has overcome Charlotte in

mind, keenness.

Here 's a sheet retired
from his sheet job.

Like my mother used to say,
it's no use but as a shroud.

She was not gay ; you can also
make diapers out of it .

Go play elsewhere with this trumpet.
You're hurting my eardrums.

This poor Elie isn't well at all.

I spent the afternoon
at his bedside.

He wouldn't let go off my hand.

Charlotte, you will visit
him, won't you?

Yes i will, father.

Charlotte, i've told you a hundred
times not to let the doors half-open.

It's horribly dangerous for Gertrude.

Don't shout at her, I did it.

Don't you remember
when she hit herself ?!

Hello Pastor.

I thought you'd be in the garden.

It's still very warm outside.

I don't like staying in the garden
when Charlotte and Amelie work.

I wish i could help them, but i
can't. It's embarassing.

Guess what i've brought to you.

Get up.

It's on the fireplace.

- A litlle kitty!
- No. - A rabbit?! - Yes.

It was running before me
on the road.

Do you like it?

You often ask me if i'm happy.
Can't you see it on my face?

Well Gertrude, you don't smile.

How do you smile?

Well, most of the time,
you do it unwillingly.

Show me, pastor.

The mouth smiles, doesn't it?

The mouth, the eyes, the whole face.

Teach me.

Now you're smiling.

- Can you see me?
- Yes.

There i am.

Do i look happy, now?

Pastor, please, am i pretty?

A pastor does not worry
about the beauty of faces.

Why ?

Because the beauty of souls
is enough for him.

- You'd rather let me think i'
m ugly, wouldn't you? - No.

Maybe, you think
i don't need to know.

It's like when you wouldn't tell
me about the mirors.

Gertrude, you know
you're very pretty.

Are pretty women happier
than the others?

- Not necessarily. - So, what's the
use of being pretty?

- Well, they inspire a bit more
happpiness around them.

- How?
- You like them.

So, i'm happy to be pretty,
because you'll always like me.

- Jacques is coming. - Jacques?
- Yes, he's coming tomorrow.

- Did he call you?
- Not me, this young lady.

She was so happy
she hardly could talk.

- Isn't true, Piet? - No i wasn't
mumbling, the line was very bad.

- What did he say?
- Nothing.

He seemed very happy about
his trip in england.

Oh, you heard that.

He called from Paris. He's coming
at 10.I'll catch him at the station.

- Is the pastor here?
- I'm fetching him.

- Are you happy?- I don't like you
talking about Jacques before me.

- You make me ridiculous.
- I do you a favour.

He's not at his office.He must
have leaved and i didn't notice.

It doesn't matter.

When i walk holding up my hands,
i always expect to touch yours.

- They're so beautiful.
- Don't say that, Gertrude.

Lord gave me these hands to bless.

Leave it to me.

Here's your wife.
I like your wedding ring.

If you were single, i wouldn't
say all that to you.

Since you don't marry a
blind woman, I may like you.

- Do you think it's bad?
- No, there's no bad in you.

I know , so give me back your hand.

We'll take this little rabbit
back to his forest.

So soon. I couldn't talk to him.

He would be unhappy here.

- Shall we cross the little bridge?
- As you like.

- Will the pastor wear his coat or
his cape? - His cape.

Let me hold it. It will be like
i'm leading someone.

- Are you going out?- Yes, Gertrude
has stayed inside all day.

Mr Casteran has come.
Jacques is coming tomorrow.

Great, you must be quite glad.

Why didn't you fetch me?

I didn't want to disturb
the two of you.

- Disturb us ?!

Gertrude, will you wait for
me in the garden?

- Why didn't you fetch me?

- It's so hard to understand you, and
not to judge you , which i don't want.

- Have i done anything wrong?
- You, of course not.

Jean, please, don't blame me,
but i'm not quite up to you.

" Have i done anything wrong?"...,
of course no.

How could you do anything wrong.
You don't even know what wrong is.

Furthermore, let me tell you,
Jean, that's what you lack.

I don't understand you anymore.
Speak clearly, please.

- Is it still about Gertrude?
-Yes, still - And our promenades?

No, not about it. It's about something
else. It's about everything, Jean.

Jean, understand me well,

i know what Gertrude means to you,
and all the joy she has given you,

may God prevent me from interfering
in that work you have made up.

You're following your way straight,
but think about the others, Jean.

About the ones who can't follow you,
whom you're leaving on the way.

Gertrude hasn't taken anything
from you or our children;

it's quite the opposite.

You have four children.

How many times did you go
with them on a stroll ?

How dare you compare?

But you're helping her more
than you ever have for any of us.

I had not to pull out of the
night any of them.

Well, you are so right,
i admit it.

I'm so selfish.

Don't blame me, Jean:

I was not made to be a
saint's wife, that's all.

- Should i give up on that stroll?
- No, but don't come back too late.

I promise. Gertrude is quickly tired.

- Why don't you come with us?
-Go, go, go. I don't have time.

Everybody hasn't got
the luck to be blind.

- Here they come !
- Wait for me !

They're coming. I saw them first!

Mum, what's the place for Gertrude?

Wherever you want. Next to daddy.

- Is Piet next to Jacques?
- Of course.

- Here comes the car. - I saw it.
- Wait for me!

- Jacques is coming! Come quick !
-I'd rather not come right now.

You're of the family as well as Piet,
aren' t you? Wait, you'll see.

Tidy your hair a little, they're
like a mad dog's hair!

Jacques doesn't like it at all.
Let me help you.

First, let's talk seriously.
I have a surprise for you, my boy.

I mean the pastor has
a surprise for you.

Yes, but on behalf of mr Casteran .

- Do you still enjoy music?
- You have had a..

I said nothing.

Love, delight, and organ.

Of course, it's meant for all the
parish,but also for our local virtuoso.

- It was my idea, you know.
- Finally, you got what you wanted.

Only the statues and
the candles are missing!

Especially made for the wedding songs.

An electrical organ, as you can see.

Now that i've played the first note,

your turn , Maestro!

What's going on ?!

It's the first time.

- It's nothing. It' s called an
organ honking.- An organ honking?

- But it's still working good, isn't it?
- Let me see.

Who follows me shall not
walk in the darkness

Where have you been?

- I'm Jacques, Gertrude.
- I know well.

- Don't you kiss me?
- Yes of course.

See how good-looking she is.

- What did you put in my hair ?
- A little pet, big pet.

You didn't recognize her, did you?

Girls grow up. See my Piet.

- Have i changed?
- Piet is now a woman.

Come on, there's a duck
waiting for us.

- Are you happy? -Yes,very happy.

Noone has ever kissed that
much in a church!

- I know what's new,now: you look
happy.- At least, you notice it.

- Have you been told before?- I've
been waiting for you to be ensured.

Don't you guess why i'm happy?

If not, then i won't be .

It's not because of that excursion?
- Do you mind it? - No, of course.

Before you came back, i was afraid
you wouldn't like strolling the

mountains with us anymore.

We'll sleep in barns.
Daddy planned it all greatly.

- It's like the season's main event for
him. - For me too, you know.

- Will you come? - Yes of course.

- Now you have guessed it .
- Guessed what ?

- The reason why i'm happy. You
always need the answer.

- I forgot the cigars.
- I didn't. You wait here.

As usual, she'going to fix it.

Would you like to dance
with me, gertrude?

- Jacques, what an idea!
- I'll show you.

It's very easy.

- I've never danced.
- That's great.

No cigars? Call Piet
and you have cigars.

- Where's my cigar-cutter?
- Here, i've brought it too.

You see, she does it all the time.

What shall i become
when she leaves?

Since her mother's death...

Mr pastor, Gertrude says she needs
your permission to dance.

Dance?! Gertrude?!!

- Jacques wants me to.
- I see. But she can't dance.

I'll lead her.

- Do you really want it, Gertrude?
- I don't know. I'm asking you.

I'd never thought of it.

Jacques, if
you think that...Go my children.

Be careful !

Gertrude's dancing;
it's worth a look.

- Yes indeed.
- You come, pastor.

So what? Why stopping?

I play a waltz for Gertrude.

- Have you seen them?
- If i have? I'm not blind.

- Well, Jacques has funny ideas!
- Why? How fogy you are!

- You see how easy it is!
- It's even nicer than music.

- It's coming!
- I didn't know i could dance.

- Jacques, why did they stop
dancing? - They're watching us.

- I can feel it! I feel ashamed!
- Not me !

Look at her! She does not look blind!
He's leading her alright, indeed.

You would not have tought of
teaching her this mr pastor.

- Look! She's smiling.
- Yes, for the first time.

She's smiling !

- See you tomorrow, Gertrude.
- But tomorrow you'll be gone!

You know i won't.

- Is that you pastor?
- Yes.

- Did you work well?
- Yes.

- Noone disturbed you?
- No, noone.

Why don't you admit
Jacques has just left ?

I don't mean to hide anything from
you,but i don't want to hurt you.

Why would i be hurt?

Am not i able to hear
what he has said to you?

He said nothing, but i can
feel it without saying.

Pastor, i can't marry anybody, can i?

Jacques knows it, doesn't he ?!

Don't worry, Gertrude.
Tomorrow, he'll be gone.

He just told me he'd stay.

He's wrong; he will go with Piet.

Don't you feel he must leave?

I wouldn't want to hurt anyone.

Do you think he'd be hurt ?

He doesn't like me
as much as you do.

What about you?
Will you be hurt if he leaves?

I think you're right,
he'd better leave.

I really wonder if i want
to go on this trip.

Jacques! The Casteran are
counting on you.

That's the matter :
I don't want to hurt them .

Why do you mean?

I wonder if Piet is not a little in love
with me, or his father believes so.

That is why i don't feel like
going on this trip with them.

You may be right .

Jacques, come in my office,
I 'd like to talk to you.

Jacques my friend, the reason
you just gave isn' the right one.

You want to stay here in order
to teach organ, don't you?

- I have to tell you too
- I speak first !!

Don't forget that Gertrude
is still a child.

I will not let you take advantage
of her innocence and disability.

I have to take care of Gertrude.

I'd rather see you leaving this house,
to prevent you from hurting her.

So, i'm asking you to go
with the Casteran tomorrow.

But father, i respect
Gertrude just like you do.

Confusing a young lady without
any chance of marriage isn't

what i call respecting her!

- Who knows?
- You can't be serious!

Why not?

- Did you tell her?
- No father, you first.

Praise God!
Thank you for your trust, Jacques.

Sorry if i was mistaken,
but let's think about it a little.

- You don' t marry a blind girl.- But
i could be very happy with Gertrude.

Yes you may be,
but what about her?

- I don't fear that. - You don't seem to
understand. Only i know how much,

care, devotion and love
it takes to support a cripple .

A cripple is sometimes more
disheartening than a sick person!

It's like a sick person
pretending not to be sick

when you know it's a lie,
every hour.

No, i'm sure you can't make it.

Of course, i know she's blind .

And you still love her ?

- Yes father.
- It's not enough.

You should love her,
because she's blind !

Love her night. Get into her night.

But you can't cause you have eyes,

and always will have eyes that
will take you away from her.

- I'll learn not to see.
- No, you'll get weaker tomorrow,

and she will know so well that
she'll get ashamed of her own fears.

She won't tell but she'll want
to hide herself.

But a blind girl can never hide.

How did you do?

Me !?

One day, i was given a poor little
lost child with nothing to her.

I could give her something because
she didn't expect anything from me.

I could only do good for her.

And see what i've made
out of Gertrude.

Don't touch her, Jacques!
She may be so fragile yet.

So, won't anyone ever love her?

She's loved.

She's happy.

This happiness i made is worth the
one you're pretending to give her.

I made it because nothing
ever disturbed me.

My own happiness
was already made .

- You understand it all, don't you?
- Yes i do.

She will never leave you.
You will never allow it.

- She can leave whenever she wants.
- Why don't you let me talk to her?

No, Jacques !

I wish i didn't tell you,

but she asked me to
take you away from her.

Thank you for not telling
me right away.

Well, i'll go at Piet's
for the diner.

So you know why if i'm going
with the Casteran tomorrow.

Now, i know his secret.

The poor Jacques believes
he's in love with Gertrude.

You could guess.

- You guessed and told me
nothing? - Not really,

but you know i 've never
accepted her living here among us.

I always knew something unwelcome
would happen because of her.

So, you think it's unwelcome that
Jacques thinks of Gertrude ?

- Don't you? - Yes, very unwelcome;

I'm glad we agree on that.

We have spoken a long time.

You never ask Jacques
's conscience in vain.

I'm pretty sure he understands,
and that he will leave tomorrow.

It's a way out.

- Don't you read anymore?- I
thought i heard Jacques coming in.

Pastor, does he know
that you love me?

Who, Jacques? Of course.
Everybody knows that i like you.

Why don't you answer ?

Aunt Amelie knows it well,
that is why she's so sad.

No, Gertrude, she is sad by nature.

You're always putting me at rest.

You're hiding something from me.

Pastor, i know i'm
disturbing your work,

but let me ask you one silly question:
please, don't laugh at me,

are a blind woman's
children blind too?

Why do you ask?

Don't worry Gertrude,
why should they?

The gate.

It's Jacques's walking.

Are you sure?

So what, Jacques ?

So, i'm leaving with the
Casteran tomorrow.

- Congratulation, Jacques! - You're
happy, ain't you? - Very happy!

- You're free, ain't you?
- I'm still free,

but anyway we are leaving.

I'm glad you're bearing
it well, as usual.

- Let's take the little path, Gertrude.
- No, let's stay on the road.

- No, i'd like to slide.- Your
mother has entrusted you to me.

- But i'm leading the way,
you can't help it.

- Please Paul, be reasonable.
- Only once.

Paul, come back! Where are you?

Where are you?

Here! No, here !

Gertrude, it hurts, i fell.

- Where does it hurt, darling?
- Here, my leg must be broken.

- Don't worry, it'll be fine.

Be careful !

We must hurry back home.
I'm going to carry you on my back.

Why did you run away from me?
You're going to lead me, Paul.

- Where's the bridge?
- To the right.

Straight on.

- Lead me well, Paul.
- Don't worry, it's straight on.

My shoe !

It doesn't matter, we'll come back.

- Does it hurt?
- It's swelling up.

To the left.

What's happening?

He fell, as usual.

Your anckle is like a melon .
It's nothing, my darlling.

What's happened?

It had to happen.

- It's my fault, i dropped him.
- No, it's mine,

i should never have entrusted him
to you. It's everybody's lesson.

- Amelie !
- What? The kid is hurting right now !

- Where is his shoe?
- It's there, near the little bridge.

It's alright, it's over soon.

- Is it broken?
- No, i don't think so.

It's called a sprain, my darling.
You'll stay quiet.

- Do you have arnica?
- Let me handle this.

- Or some sedative water.
- Go put this poor gertrude at rest.

- You've been a little harsh with her.
- Well maybe, but it's so stupid. Go!

- Will i be cured for the wedding?
-Yes, but you don't deserve it .

What a fear ! You alone ?!
What's going wrong ?

Come on, let's not dramatise;

It's not your fault ;
he's alright now. It's nothing.

What come in your mind, Gertrude?

- I was looking for his shoe.
- Is it why you ran away?

At the edge of the torrent !

Think of what could
have occured to you!

You're not sensible.

Here is his shoe.

Gertrude, tell me.

I could not even stroll with
my children, if i had some.

I couldn't see if
they lost their way.

- It's not your fault.- I'm good for
nothing. Amelie is right.

No, she has forgotten now.

You're lying again. You always lie.

You're too good a man. One has
to lie, but i can't stand it anymore.

I don't want to come home.

You're right, i'll come back anyway.

- Are you so unhappy?
- You know well.

But, you often told me that

I was lying too, pastor.
It was a way to thank you.

Poor little girl.

I don't want a happiness which
would never be like the others' one.

I would so much want to
be unhappy like everybody else.

See, even my unhappiness is not
like the others' one.

Hold me tight.

- Hello, postman.
- Hi mr Martens.

- He's looking at us, isn't he?
- Don't be so anxious, Gertrude.

I'm sure he has seen me crying .

Like everybody else, he thinks that
blind persons are happy, it's so easy.

It' also their fault, they don't dare
saying the truth; it would be scary.

I don't care, i so much
would like to see.

For one hour only. Only to talk
about it with you afterwards.

To understand....

I 'd like to see as much as the
others fear of becoming blind.

To see what eyes look like.
Hands are so silly.

You don't know what it's like not
to be able to find a shoe in the snow.

Noone can understand.
Not even you !

Yes, i can do it. But i
didn't know you knew.

Sorry. It's over now. Don't believe
all what Gertrude tells you.

She won't do
it again. I'm ashamed.

Don't feel sorry, you who have
made so much good to me.

I've been looking for you everywhere!

- Is the kid getting worse?
- No, i've settled him in his room.

- Can i see him?
- Of course!

Take this broth bowl to him.

- May i? - Of couse.
- Thank you.

Pastor, forget what
i said, i apologize.

- You're cold, ain't you?
- No, i'm not.

Well, yes a little, but it's nothing.

What did she apologize for?

- I'm the one who should apologize.
- You?! Why?

Because we haven't done all that
we could have done for her.

Please! I did ! What?
Does she complain?

- Her eyes..
- What about it?

Of course noone thinks of it :
a blind person has no eyes, that's it.

- But i 've understood.
- What?

When you meet a blind person on
a path, you give him a handout,

but you don't take him to the doctor.
That's exactly what we have done

with Gertrude for 10 years.

- Don' t you mean? - You have done
nothing for a blind person until

you have him cured,
you have wanted to.

- Do you believe that she could see?
- It's been 10 years since she could

- We have to show her to a doctor.
- That's what we'll do, Amelie.

But don't mention it to her now,
it's such a weak hope.

- You never thought about it.
- Neither did you. - No, i did.

I often thought she could be cured,
if you had wanted it.

- Why didn't you tell me?
- Because i knew you didn't want .

- This is awful.
- Yes it is Jean.

A telegram for Mr Martens.

Thanks, i'll give it to him.

Try to sing with the others.
If you're too hoarse, you'll stop.

The stove is on. Hello, Suzanne.

Here, Gertrude.

A despatch.

- It' not a bad news, is it?
- No, it's Jacques.

- What for? - He says he's coming
on sunday. - So soon?!

- Aunt Amelie, Jacques is coming.
- What's the occasion?

You're waited for at the office.

" Great idea. Immediatly met Dr Roux.
He will see Gertrude when you want.

Tenderly. Jacques."

- You wrote to Jacques, didn't you?
Didn't i ask you not to? - I didn't.

- So, if you have told nobody
- Nobody.

- Piet? - On the first night.

I heard Jaccques has written.
Is he coming? Why not?

No Piet, it's something else.

He didn't waste much time.

You have told him about
Gertrude, haven't you?

- Naturally
- Noone asked you, Piet.

- I don't know what you wrote to him.
- I know.

I didn't ask for so much,
i asked him nothing.

Jacques has gone too far.

Yes, we have decided to take
Gertrude to a doctor, but not for now.

- Don't you agree, Amelie?
- No. The sooner the better.

You see it has to be done now,
anyway before our wedding.

What's the link?

Mr pastor, i must confess
something to you :

i 've been very
jealous of Gertrude.

What an idea? It's absurd.

Did Jacques ever tell you anything?

I can feel it without saying.

Well Piet, let's say you may
have thought, I know my Jacques :

if he's got engaged to you, it means
nothing else was worth to his heart.

Gertrude was blind at that time, and
now, all has to be started again.

- Start again?
- I don't fear that.

But first, she has to be cured.

- Cured? Noone knows for now.

You're just as mad as
Jacques with his telegram.

No, but i'm in a hurry.

Just like him.

She needs to see
a doctor right now.

Do it for me, please.

Don't leave me.

You have to, you promised.

Tears are forbidden.

- You know how scared i am !
- This little girl is not sensible.

I've known some who were more
sick but showed more courage.

I've seen hundreds of cataracts.
There's no reason why it should fail.

That's not what i'm afraid of.

Pastor, a failure doesn't mean
that i'll be unhappy.

- You'll get healed, Gertrude.
- It'll be better, won't it?

Look at me carefully, pastor.

- Are you watching me?
- Yes, Gertrude.

It's the last time i don't see you.

I 've taken you as far as i could,
now, i'm leaving you to others' care.

Trust them as me.

I can do it by myself.

Don't worry Mr pastor, we'll
treat your daughter very well.

Promise me that if i'm cured,
i won't leave you.

Sharp on time !

The hospital.

She can see.

I knew it.

I knew she would have her eyes
for Piet's wedding.

Did you see her?

Not yet.

Bye, Jacques.

- Sorry, i forgot you were here.
- It 's all right.

Let's have champagne !

I was so confident that I had
put a bottle in he cool box.

Leave her alone,
i feel like crying too.

A visit. Mr Martens.

The bandage was taken off
only eight days ago,

so don't stay too long.

Is that you, Jacques?

Of course, Gertrude.
I'm Jacques.

- Gertrude, listen to me.
- Leave me alone, Jacques.

You're leaving?

Very well, you are reasonable but
you may have stayed a little longer.

I bet you didn't recognize him.

Will you take this big
girl from us soon?

As soon as possible.
The pastor is waiting for her.

She may leave the day
after tomorrow, on sunday.

Would you like sunday, Gertrude?

Sunday? As you like.

I'll come around two o clock.

Tell him i couldn't wait for him,
i'm sure he'll understand.

You're not sensible.
What will happen when you turn up?

Everybody knows me overthere.

- Thank you, sister Claire.
- Thank God.

Don't watch your feet,
it gives dizziness.

Find a safe seat for her, next to an
old lady, and tell the ticket inspector.

No, don't help me.

So, that's snow.

You're not yet at the church?

You look at yourself in
looking- glasses, Jean.

I often used to also.

You?

Because you wouldn't look
at me anymore.

Then, i gave it up.

Let's leave the mirors to
Gertrude now, Jean.

I'm sure they like it better,
they don't want us anymore.

- Don't you find it a little sad?
- Not any more now.

Let's only think of
Gertrude's joy, Jean.

Is this what you're thinking of ?

I think of us too.

No, only of you.

Do you blame me for it?

Time for blaming is over.

Kiss me.

I'm late.

Now i'm leaving.
You're at the church.

- It's beautiful, isn't it?
- Even more than i thought.

Lord, you let us gather to
welcome in your house today

one of your beloved chidren

on whom you have put your
mercy's hand.

Lord God, we thank you with her
for your Grace .

Give us all the eyes of the Spirit,

as you have given her
the eyes of the body.

In the dark death's land,
a light is shining.

You made me cry.

To see her seeing is deeply moving.

Miss Delagrange has
got a great idea.

Why not let Gertrude take care of
my three little orphans?

- Now that's she's more on her own.
- You're too kind. A great idea.

But isn't it a bit too soon?

- Not tomorrow
- No, indeed.

Think about it.

It's such a moral relief to be able to
devote oneself to the suffering ones.

You are our best faithful.

You keep on going.

Don't talk. Let's see if you can
recognize her. Stay quiet.

I'm not sure.

Vivianne, she wears glasses.

I wanted to wear glasses so much.

- Francoise.
- How can you guess?

You have no ears.

Wait.

Sorry, but the hands are
what i recognize the best.

Dominique.

- What's wrong with my hands?
- It's yours.

- Who am i?
- Mr Casteran .

Am i so easily recognizable?

When you hear a glass tinkling,
It's Mr Casteran .

Very good description.

This is white wine.
There is red one too.

- Now, you will know.
- I knew it by tasting.

Really? So what's the use of seeing?!

- It's going to make them drunk.
- To the absents' health.

- To the little Charlotte!- She'll
be here the day after tomorrow.

To our grand Jacques,
whom you don't know yet.

- Didn't you see him at the
hospital? - No.

Where is the cellar?

I'll go.

- Not alone!
- I'm used to it.

I'm going with her .

Gertrude, where is the light?

I don't know. I never used it.

Is it true Jacques didn't
come to the hospital?

He came but i was too
tired to see him.

Be careful. You wouldn't lie to
me, for the first time, would you?

I didn't see him.

Then you'll have to see him soon.

It means a lot to me.

I wanted you to be cured,
so that Jacques could chose

between two similar girls.

Not exactly the same. You're so
much prettier than me.

- You shouldn't say that, Piet.
- Yes, you know it well now.

So please don't make me wait.

I have had no life for two months,
since i knew you would be cured.

Promise me you'll tell me if you love
Jacques the first day you see him.

- You swear?
- I swear.

Only then i can have
my mind at ease.

- Good evening daddy.
- Good night, my children.

- You're going out ? - Yes, i'll
spend some time at the church.

Good evening, Gertrude.

- So, we're not too ugly, are we?
- Don't have her lie already.

- Are you falling asleep already ?
- I'm so tired.

You can't know.

We're alone for the first time.

Don't you want to go to
the church with me?

You have nothing to tell me ?

The pastor's cape.

- You have recognized it?
- This was easy.

What about the pastor?

You have not recognized him, have you?

You recognize me today.

Don't speak.

Go away.

Don't be afraid, i'm an honest boy.

I'm here to give you back
that kiss wich was not for me.

No, that's too easy.

- Did you open your door to him?
- You have nothing to blame on her,

or me. If someone is guilty here,

if i must hide to come inside
this house, it's his fault.

You hide because you feel ashamed.

He's the one who's ashamed ;

he never could hold my look,only
could he hold a blind girl's gaze .

- How do you dare?
- Someone must dare.

Now, i know why he said no
when i wanted to marry her.

Shut up! You won't say
that in front of me.

You haven't understood
anything about your father.

He doesn't even know
what evil is.

Now you're making it up,
like the others.

If you were right, i'd have left,
with my children.

If it were true, how could i have
put up with Gertrude like i did?

Let's say i heard nothing and
you forgot what you've said to me.

Talk to him!
Why don't you tell him?

It is true , the pastor has never felt
nothing for me but goodness.

I'd rather see you leaving without
seeing your father, just as you came.

Yes, you must be right.

Go talk to him.
He's at the church.

We have both lied.

We had too, but don't believe you
will marry the son, though.

- When did you arrive?
- Just now.

Fine, you will give me some help.

- There's no train at this time?
- I hitchiked a truck on the road.

Really, you were in
a hurry, weren't you?

- Father, i must talk to you.
- I'm listening to you, my boy.

What a shame!
I almost fell down this morning.

God lives in such a poor house !

- I'm here to apologize.
- What for ?

Please move, you're hiding the light.

Because i've thought you were bad.

That's not kind of you, though
you may have been right.

I' m not perfect.

What have you thought ? Oh no,
it may be better not tell.

No, i'd rather say.

I thought that Gertrude was in love
with you, and you...

Well, i don't know
well what i' ve thought....

you wanted to lock her up here
and keep her to yourself.

You see why i 'd rather tell you.

I thought that was the reason
why you refused her to me.

It's not true, is it?

Thank you for being frank.

I'll answer alike, Jacques.

It is quite normal and natural that
a boy of your age judge his father.

I can't hold it against you,but i
can for something else :

you are still thinking of Gertrude.

- I thought that
- You haven't answered to me.

- Neither have you.
- I want to marry her.

You forget you're engaged.

Don't talk about Piet, i 've always
loved Gertrude, you know it well.

Now, if it really..

- Did you see her?
- Yes, just a moment ago.

- What did she say to you?
- She asked me to talk to you.

You see, don't you understand that
she just couldn't tell you the truth?

- Can you?
- Jacques, you are only half wrong.

Since you force me to say :
Gertrude does love me.

I knew it well.

No, you don't know.
Don't start thinking things.

There is between her and
me something you can't fight.

Neither can i or neither can anybody.

Gertrude has always loved me.

- You did nothing against it. - Why
deprive her of this joy?

But what kind of joy?!
Since you couldn't answer her love.

You're terribly unfair; what's worse,
you don't want to understand.

You pretend to think that
i want to keep her to me,

to lock her up i don't know why..

Gertrude is free.

She'll need me less and less.

She will leave when she wants,
but not with you.

I can tell you this, can't i?

I must be a little harsh, in order
to spare us something worse.

If you married Gertrude,
you would soon hate me, your wife,

and i couldn't look
at you both anymore.

Think about it.

I've said what i had to.

These are very scarce
confidences from a father to his son.

But there's nothing i
should be ashamed of,

since i talked to you in this place.

Now, go to sleep.

You will take your
decision tomorrow.

You think you've loved us,
and you still believe it.

May be you love us, but you can't
judge your father, it'd be to hard.

But i've understood and i'm leaving,
like everybody else will leave.

You will be all alone.
Gertrude will leave too.

You will have lost everything.

Only my mother shall stay.Alone.
Alone with you, alone,

- you will keep on lying to one an
other.- Jacques, i told the truth !

You don't even trust me anymore.
You didn't say you love Gertrude.

Poor mother, i was right.

Kiss me strongly.
I won't be back for a long time.

- Is Jacques going?
- You did a good job.

- You can be proud of yourself.
- It's not my fault, aunt Amelie.

I didn't know what
to say, a while ago.

Anytime you say yes or no,
you're hurting somebody.

Look around you now that
you have eyes.

Use it.

- Tell me what i should do.
- There's nothing else you can do.

It's too late.

I should have thrown
you out on the first day.

The pastor would not want.You were
so ugly, we didn't dare .

Unfortunately, you became pretty;
what's worse, you have got cured!

I'll go tomorrow, i swear.

You will go..Now that the bad
is done, it's high time.

Yes you will leave, Gertrude ;

I'll personely go with you to
the Delagrange's castle.

- It's not far away, you'll be there
often!- Don't listen , Gertrude.

Are you still afraid
she could be offended?

Lock her up ! With you.
Leave together, now,

What's the difference?
She's heard all i have to tell her.

You're a freak, Amelie.
You're so vile !

You have won.
She stays with you.

- Are you asleep?
- Neither are you.

Where are you?

Aren't you cold?

- What time is it?
- It's very late.

- You should go to sleep.
- I'm not sleepy.

I want to stay close to you
for my last night here.

You'll come back.

I don't take you that far.

You don't understand.

I must go further than this.

You got scared but i promise
you will be at rest again tomorrow.

Very well, but i must not see
anybody anymore. Not even you.

You don't like me anymore.

Please pastor, stop tormentting me.

Ask me nothing.

You all are questionning me,
telling me things in a nasty mood.

I don't recognize your voices
since i can see you talk.

Now, i have to leave you all.
You too.

That's what i had to
hear on the first day.

I knew i would lose you
when i'm cured.

I didn't know why.

I don't want to lose you.

If you leave this house, my little
child, what shall i become?

Have you thought about it?

Alone. I'll stay alone.

If i could leave this
house with you, i would.

But i don't have the right.
I don't have the guts, either.

Stay with me, Gertrude.

If you leave me, i'm lost to
myself and to the others.

Lost to God Himself.

- I need you to love Him.
- Stop talking!

Before God can hear you.

I'm not worth you're offending Him.

Then , stay !

I'm not talking much
as a pastor anymore.

If you leave, there will be
no pastor left.

It would be worse than death to me.

God would leave me as you do.

I wouldn't be able to
pray, to bless anymore.

Let's not break up what
God has put together.

Don't do that, pastor.

I kissed Jacques.

When i saw him, i knew
you were not the one i loved.

You stop me from marrying him.

Go away !

She's mine !

Don't look at me anymore.