Aux deux Colombes Page #6

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- You can talk!

- You mistake me.

It was kept in the same family.

That's enough from you!

You slept with my sister.

He'd slept with you

before he married you.

You idiot!

Now we're off again.

- I was the first.

- You were the elder, so you got to start.

- All the same,

it's not my fault.

I'm going to go a step further...

I'm going to go a step further.

If I hadn't loved you,

I wouldn't have done it.

What?

You two married

through your love of me?

Yes.

Not both of you

at the same time!

You married me

because of HER?

Now you know.

He would've wanted

to marry me first.

You told me.

Didn't you tell me that?

If you're both going to talk at the same time...

No!

- I never said that.

- You liar!

I have his letters where he

talks about my breasts.

And I've got the ones about your feet...

so what?

They mean nothing...

don't go there.

- Well...

- Since that's the way it is...

It's finished.

I leave him to you.

You can have him to yourself.

Too good to be true...

but that's not the question.

Two things strike me :

Zey are both unhappy, but not you.

It's not zeir fault, nor yours.

No, it's yours.

Oh, madame!

I wish they'd kill each other.

We aren't in Greece,

in 412 BC.

I take that back.

We have to find a solution.

You won't find one that'll

satisfy everybody.

The only solution is you.

I had a premonition

during your second phone call.

Your voice went

straight to my heart.

But now that I've seen you,

I'm certain of it.

I should get rid of both of them,

so at least each of them

will feel I left the other.

Don't forget they're sisters

and it's easy for sisters to hate each other.

Bad reasoning.

I want to support Marie-Jeanne...

to make her happy.

You'd support her

against ME?

If necessary.

"If necessary"?

But Madame it IS necessary.

You'll have the possibility right now.

- How? - You'll see.

Tell them to come in.

Very well, monsieur.

Ah no, madame,

you stay here.

You must support her happiness

against me,

because in that way I can

seize my chance.

Christine.

Marie-Jeanne.

He's married.

Who's this person?

- You're at home. Welcome a visitor.

- Introduce us.

Wait.

You see, they're speaking.

Madame Labolskaya,

Marie-Jeanne's lawyer.

"Lawyer"? What about me then?

- Aren't I here?

- That's true.

The court is in session.

Ladies and gent... Pardon, ladies...

fate has presented

us with a situation

which appears insoluble.

You're just in time,

come in.

Sit over there.

Angle will be our witness.

- Should I sit there?

- No, not there.

On the armchair.

That's the witness box.

What was I saying?

"Insoluble."

In actual fact

the situation IS soluble.

There's no doubt that right now

there's an impasse.

A dead-end in fact.

Dead what?

Dead-end.

An old legal term.

But first,

according to Article 139 of the Civil Code

all that concerns us,

the only point of interest :

"The absent spouse..."

- Me.

"...whose spouse entered into

a new union...

"...will be admissible only..."

- Me.

"...to attack this marriage."

Ah.

Just a moment.

"Subject to..."

Shut up!

"subject to the legal outcome,

"regarding a marriage

contracted in good faith."

That's it. That's the hearing.

That's the scandal of it all.

All the ridicule falls on you two.

- On us?

- On you.

On me? Don't make me laugh!

Quite the contrary!

One man for two women

is a cry of hunger...

Nevertheless I can see

an advantage in it for me.

For me too.

Good...

so that's it?

- YES.

- As I wanted.

If she won,

what would you do?

- Kill myself.

- Perfect.

You understand me.

If SHE won, what would you do?

I'd make an appeal

to have the decision quashed.

Which 'd take 5 years.

We have the choice of

a suicide on our conscience

or five years of hassle?

- So zere will be no hearing.

- No hearing, colleague.

We must come

to amiable solution.

Why are you laughing?

You could also say

"amicable"?

No one's saying "amicable".

That's true.

Of all the thoughts that

will come to us now,

the craziest...

You want to go out? Not now.

We'll welcome ideas,

Just a moment...

we're going to discuss them..

What are you putting

your hand up for?

- You've got an idea?

- No.

What then?

- I had an impression.

- Interesting...what about?

Everything would be sorted out

if everyone told the truth.

Obviously.

How would that ever happen?

- It's an original idea!

- Unexpected!

- Extraordinary!

WE'LL ALL TELL THE TRUTH!

Oh! Thank you, Angle!

We've taken a giant step forward.

I feel deeply moved.

Now my dear colleague can dispense wiz

screwing us around.

I had him in mind

when I accepted ze truth proposition.

Raise your right hand and swear.

I beg your pardon, madame?

Aren't you equally part of the tribunal?

We can each take our turn.

if you'd like to take my chair...

I will start.

Take the oath.

I swear...

to tell the truth here.

The whole truth.

No...without any reservations.

I want to present the naked truth.

I took the oath to say it all.

You're dancing

while I'm speaking?

- I want to leave.

- No, stay.

No!

We need her...

she's seen everything.

Wait a minute...

she's your servant.

We can reject her statements.

Guilty conscience?

Get on with it!

Let me direct ze debate.

Ze testimony of ze servant

could be useful to us.

Right?

What business of hers is all this?

This is becoming interesting.

I demand the floor.

- I've changed my mind about this hearing.

- No, it's all fixed.

- If you were in charge...

- Ah no.

She's only got one aim :

to get our divorce.

Why don't you ask for yours?

So, that's it.

- Do you say he deceived you?

- No I don't say that.

And I protest about it.

So ask for a divorce.

You called me his "presumed" wife.

Him that you swore to be faithful to?

I never swore anything.

I'm not the only one at fault.

- We're both in the same boat.

- A leaky boat.

- Who said that?

A funny way of directing

the discussion.

Defend ME.

No, let me keep my lawyer.

Nobody can get a word in

with your yelping.

- I'm yelping?

- You yelp.

We yelp?

You yelp.

They yelp.

This discussion's

becoming too personal.

It's impossible to follow you.

Here's what I think.

Are you coming to the Opera Theatre?

What's on?

- Ballet.

- To sweep us off our feet?

I've been faithful.

- Me too!

- Oh...let's talk about that!

You were only married

for 6 years.

- I've been faithful for 20 years.

- Ah...she's said it!

A hearing doesn't frighten ME.

- Did it ring?

- I don't know.

Very well, monsieur.

I'll take the commission.

Thanks.

For the third time

this morning,

Monsieur Dupuis

has asked after you.

- Really?

- Yes.

- Thank you.

- Don't mention it.

Here's why

this hearing

isn't feasible.

- It isn't feasible...

- Certainly not feasible.

As for me...

- Be quiet. - I need to talk to you.

- Me too.

Why haven't you protested

when she cast doubts

on my being faithful?

Zat's a subject best

not to dwell upon.

And don't take oath in zat respect.

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