Au Revoir les Enfants Page #2

Hurry up, children.

- Mother Michel lost her cat

- Quiet!

Now for some algebra.

Follow along in your books.

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Algebraic numbers

are like arithmetic numbers in that...

Give me some light?

Get lost.

Lift up the light.

I can't see.

I'll get caught!

You're such a pain!

They're bombing the station.

- No, its the barracks.

- Calm down and stay seated.

Hail Mary, full of grace,

the Lord is with you...

The lovebirds!

Quentin, turn that off!

Thy will be done,

on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread,

and forgive us our trespasses

as we forgive our trespassers,

and lead us not into temptation,

but deliver us from evil. Amen.

To bed now. Good night.

Just curl up

like a little doggie.

Did you do this?

Sh*t!

What is it?

One, two...

three, four...

Shoulders back!

You've got biceps

like papier-mch!

She's showing off her ass.

Its a lot better than yours.

Quiet!

Ciron, 20 extra push-ups!

Keep going!

Get those rear ends down!

Its an A-sharp.

Can't you hear

when you hit a wrong note?

Go on.

You should try the violin.

Do you hate music?

Not at all. But my mother

forces me to take piano.

She's right. If you stop now,

you'll always regret it.

Time's up.

See you Tuesday.

Good-bye, miss.

- Whats your name?

- Jean Bonnet.

Lets hear you play.

Try this.

Ass-kisser.

Bonnet, get back to your seat.

"My darling, as you know,

its very hard

for me to write to you.

Mr. D. Was going to Lyon,

and he agreed to mail this.

Your aunt and I seldom go out -"

Julien Quentin.

Confession.

Your mother's up to something.

Oh, yes - I fought

with my sister on vacation.

Nothing else?

I don't think so.

No evil thoughts?

You know what I mean.

Everyone has them.

- Even you?

- Even me.

- Whats wrong?

- Frostbite.

Show me.

Its a vitamin deficiency.

Tell Mrs. Perrin

to give you cod-liver oil.

Its the cold.

Its freezing in school.

I know.

But think of those

less fortunate than you.

You told your mother

you wanted to take holy orders.

She told you?

I don't think you have

any calling for the priesthood.

Its a sorry job anyway.

Say three Hail Marys.

You may stand up.

Who told you that?

You mustn't believe rumors.

What can I do?

We're in the Lords hands.

Do you get along well

with your new classmate?

Bonnet?

Be very nice to him.

The others look up to you.

I'm counting on you.

Why? Is he sick?

Not at all.

Run along now.

- Petain's a loony.

- He is not.

If we didn't have Petain,

we'd be in deep sh*t.

- Says who?

- My father.

My father says Laval

sold out to the Germans.

Jews and Communists

are worse than Germans.

- Your Dad says that?

- No, I do.

I'm not surprised.

Don't dawdle.

Stay together.

- Good, isn't it?

- What?

The Three Musketeers.

How far are you?

- Milady's trial.

- She's a real b*tch.

- What are you gonna do later?

- I don't know. Math.

Math's a bunch of sh*t,

unless you want to be an accountant.

My father was an accountant.

PUBLIC BATHS:

Hurry up, children.

Quentin, come along.

Come on, Babinot.

NO JEWS ALLOWED:

Remember,

we don't have much time.

You haven't bathed in two weeks.

Bonnet, is it true

you're not gonna be confirmed?

I'm a Protestant.

A heretic - disgusting!

Bonnet isn't a Protestant name.

It sure is.

- Second shower.

- Not a tub?

A shower. Now go!

Babinot, what are you doing?

Thats enough now.

Bonnet, take the tub at the end.

- Can I have a tub too?

- In there.

- What about me?

- In there.

- Its tiny. My feetll stick out.

- Itll have to do.

You should try the violin.

Quentin, what are you doing?

I'm waiting for your tub.

Smart-aleck.

I told you to hurry up.

I can't help it.

My soap won't lather.

Hurry up. Its freezing.

- That guy's got some nerve!

- Shut up.

Its cold. We'll run back.

Lets go!

Pull your arms back.

Squat, one and two.

Again.

Looks like the mountain troops.

No, they're militia.

This is a search.

You have no right to enter here.

This is a private school.

Only children and men of the cloth.

What do those collaborators want?

- We have orders.

- From whom?

Our superiors.

- I'll complain.

- To whom?

- You can go in now.

- Already? Great!

Hey!

Your jam was a big hit.

Got any more?

What did the militia want?

They're snooping around.

Heard there were draft dodgers here.

Draft dodgers?

Guys hiding out

to avoid forced labor in Germany.

Like Moreau, the monitor.

- Really?

Moreau's not his real name.

But I don't care.

With my leg, I'll be exempt.

- Joseph!

- Coming.

She's worse than going to Germany.

Rollin. Average. Nine and a half.

Bonnet? Not here.

Good riddance.

Quentin.

Intelligent, but a bit pretentious.

This, for example:

"Peguy sees the cathedral

as a grand and generous beacon. "

Take your seat.

Where were you?

Ciron, 12 points.

Where do you get barges

in the middle of wheat fields?

On the Foussarde Canal, sir.

I was there on vacation.

Bonnet.

Sensitive and well-written.

Quentin, you've got competition.

Who hasn't had

his vitamin cracker?

D'Arsonval, stop lagging.

I can't pay you right away.

You promised.

Ask the little sh*t. I'm sure

the miser's hoarding some sugar.

Want some marbles?

Julien Quentin?

Wait!

Julien Quentin.

The apartment seems empty

without you.

Paris is no fun these days.

They bomb us nearly every night.

A bomb killed

eight people yesterday.

Charming!

The girls are back in school.

Sophie works at the Red Cross

Thursdays and Sundays.

So many unfortunate people.

Dads at the plant in Lille.

His factory's hardly producing.

He's in a foul mood.

Its really time this war ended.

I'll come get you Sunday at 8.00,

as we agreed.

We'll have lunch at Le Grand Cerf.

Can't wait to give you a big hug.

Your loving mother.

P. S. Eat your jam.

I'll bring you more.

Take good care of your health.

Beat it, buddy.

"First prize in arithmetic - Jean...

Jean Kippel...

Kippelstein. "

I'm hungry.

Whats a perpendicular bisector?

- A perpendicular in mid-segment.

- Whats it good for?

Thats a theta, not a tau.

We'll continue next time.

Greek is useful, you know.

All scientific words

have Greek roots.

Who do you like best?

Athos or dArtagnan?

Aramis.

He's a hypocrite.

Yeah, but he's the smartest one.

Why don't you take Greek?

- I took Latin.

- Where?

At school in Marseilles.

You're from Marseilles?

You don't have an accent.

I wasn't born there.

Where were you born?

You wouldn't know it

if I told you.

Is Greek hard?

- Not once you know the alphabet.

Are your parents in Marseilles?

My dads a prisoner.

He didn't escape?

And where's your mother?

You won't tell me?

- In the unoccupied zone.

- There's no unoccupied zone anymore.

I know that. Now lay off.

I don't know where she is.

She hasn't written in three months.

Happy now?

What are you two up to?

I have a cold.

Enough nonsense.

Go out and play.

Hippo's a bastard.

Always snooping around.

St. Thomas's proofs

of Gods existence don't hold water.

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