Aux deux Colombes Page #2

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that a woman, who doesn't know you,

calls you.

- "Extraordinary."

- You admit it.

- I've just fixed it.

- What?

I was just telling myself

when you came in.

You didn't seem perturbed.

I was annoyed.

But I wanted to hide it from you.

- "Hide it"?

- Yes.

- Why?

- Oh, Marie-Thrse... Why?

I've been hiding things from you

that you don't like for 20 years.

Why should a surprise

be something I didn't like?

Because it came out of the blue

and because it could be a threat.

- But it's not a threat.

- That's what makes it all so curious.

- What?

- Us.

How a phone call affects us two.

If it had been a letter you say

you would have laughed it off,

because you thought

it implicated you.

But because it's a surprise for me,

you take it badly.

Very strange.

- Why?

- You're kidding me.

- Oh no.

- So much the better.

What's very strange, is that you said nothing to me.

- I told you.

- Not right away.

You didn't tell her

where to go.

- Didn't have a chance.

- What a pity.

- Why?

- She'll take advantage.

- To do what...?

- Phone you from time to time.

How do you know

she won't come back?

Every time the phone rings,

I'll think it's her.

- Bravo!

- Is that my fault?

- Is it mine?

- Yes.

I've had to worm information out of you.

Don't roll your eyes at me!

Allow me to believe in God

for once, darling.

- Jean-Pierre.

- Yes.

- Listen to me.

- I'm listening.

- What are you thinking?

- About what?

Sum it up for me

in a single word.

- Sh*t.

- What do you mean, "sh*t"?

Sh*t....I've had enough of it.

- Ooh!

- What?

- You said "sh*t" to me.

- There's no one else present.

- It's the first time.

- And maybe the last.

- "Sh*t."

- Aaah!

He said "sh*t" to me.

I hope you're not going to sit there

gargling that word for the next hour.

And it's not about you.

But for the last 10 minutes

you've reminded me of someone

who shall remain nameless.

- No.

Listen to me. Otherwise one day

I may call you by her name.

Don't do that.

Don't ever call me that.

You don't want to

make me jealous.

- And if it's her calling you?

- No.

- Do you swear?

- What? That she cancelled her subscription.

I'm an idiot.

Go on, make fun of me!

Ah, at last.

Good job of making fun.

Yes, right.

I'll give him to you.

- Her?

- No.

Your secretary wants to know

if you can pay the 12.

Wait on....

Yes. Say "willingly."

He'll willingly pay the 12.

Au revoir, madame.

Forgive me, Jean-Pierre.

- Forgive me.

- For...?

What have we had...the two of us?

Oh, the two of us...

Tell me, what have we had?

Maybe we shouldn't go there.

It's like a portent of doom.

I'm not going to get into

all that again.

I'm not trying to start something again.

I'm trying to apologise.

- You're not worried?

- No.

But all the same...

there's something I'd like to know.

Don't frighten me.

Don't frighten me either.

I'd like to know

what YOUR surprise is.

What's your surprise?

I'd like to know.

- It's nothing much.

- Tell me and I'll say if it's nothing much.

We're having business lunches

for the screening premires.

- That's your surprise?

- It's not a real surprise.

But maybe I won't like that surprise.

You're going out?

Yes.

I'm going to try a hat.

See you.

Hang on...

I need to say goodbye.

I may die.

That's funny?

Marie-Thrse!

Darling?

Don't reply to what I'm going to say

and don't question it.

Promise me?

I promise.

I didn't like your reaction

when you thought I'd got

an anonymous letter that

revealed something bad.

You said :
"I swear I wouldn't care what

anyone like that said about me."

You thought I suspected you

of being unfaithful.

That displeased me.

You don't think the same do you?

I want to believe

you're above suspicion.

There's nothing you can say,

that'd be of any use.

There you have it....

You can go now, darling.

You can smile with your back turned.

See you later, darling.

Buy a nice hat.

Women are lucky to have us.

Angle.

Angle.

Say I'm out.

Yes, he's here...

oh no...he's gone out.

Madame isn't here either.

Very well, monsieur.

Very well, monsieur.

I'll pass on the message.

Got it.

Good day.

Who was it?

Martin Dupuis.

Eh?

He asked for Madame?

He asked for you first,

then he asked for Madame.

That's the third time he's called

to see if you're happy with that ladder.

I'll make a note of his number.

Jasmin 3939

Monsieur Dupuis must be

a good friend.

Are you crazy?

He's a phony.

- "A phony"?

- He's an antiques dealer.

I can live without him.

It's difficult for a lawyer

to consort with his clients.

It mustn't be nice to have to deal

with those who are in the wrong.

Those in the right as well.

So...that's enough on that subject

for today.

Oh, sorry.

Too bad.

It is...it's her.

Madame...

You have to stop calling me.

Why are you laughing?

It's you, Marie-Thrse?

Aren't you ashamed

to set a trap for me?

So much the better,

if it reassures you.

You did her very well.

You can roll your Rs

as well as I can.

So long as you're happy.

See you later.

She's still 8 years old.

Even when she's six times older.

How can I be so tired

when I've slept well?

I'm used to more rest.

What will the surprise be?

Can I say something

You can try.

Charles is very annoyed.

- "Annoyed"?

- Yes.

- Extremely annoyed?

- Yes, extremely.

- Who's Charles?

- The valet.

- Why's he annoyed?

- Because you never talk to him.

I've nothing

to say to him.

- Charles sees you chatting to me,

but never with him.

But he's only new.

Tell him that with you

it's a different matter,

that you're family,

you've been here...

- for...?

- 27 years.

How patient I must be!

Both of you

have been patient.

- You're part of the family.

'The Visitation

of the Virgin'.

The old woman of St Anatole.

And Charles

started when?

Last year.

Date?

'The Purification of the Saints'.

You're kidding me?

You're making it up!

No...it's all true.

I didn't know

you were so pious.

- You're a serious believer?

- My father made almanacs.

Tell Charles that when he's been

here 27 years, I'll talk to him.

Thanks.

Tell me then, O daughter

of an almanac-maker:

October 14?

St Seraphine.

Bravo.

And June 15...my birthday?

What is it?

St Modeste.

- You still there?

- Yes.

- Where's St milion?

- In the Gironde.

Bravo.

She's forgotten her key again.

One day she'll forget her head.

Monsieur, it's Madame.

So?

Is that so strange?

- Jean-Pierre.

- Marie-Jeanne.

Help me.

Quickly! Brandy,

Synthol, anything.

Marie-Jeanne!

I thought she was dead.

Don't scream so.

You can see she's not.

You're so calm!

Help me.

Hang on to that for a moment.

- What a surprise!

- Oh, yes it is.

To call it immense

wouldn't be enough.

- She's changed a bit.

- Yes.

She's obviously ill.

- What are you going to do, monsieur?

- Let events take their course.

If I were you I'd take things

one step at a time.

What will I do with

the other madame?

No questions please.

We're in the hands of the Lord.

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