Friends

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I didn't expect you till tomorrow.

My goodness, you've grown!

This is my cousin, Michelle.

You said she was coming tomorrow.

Well, she's here tonight.

That's just fine. Introduce me.

This is Pierre.

I'll show you your room.

It's a bit small, I'm afraid.

I don't mind that.

What do you think of Pierre?

He seems nice.

He lives here, you know.

You're married?

More or less.

I was so fond of your papa.

You're tired. I'll get you some food...

...then you must go to bed.

- Your father's back.

- Thank you.

No, that's not what I agreed at all.

Now I don't care

if your lawyer was there,

my accountant knows what we agreed.

Paul, can't you see I'm busy?

That wasn't what we arranged.

Paul.

All right, Paul, tell me,

what have you been doing

while I've been away?

Nothing much.

So it seems.

I'm very disappointed in you, Paul.

A report from the Institute of Languages'

12-day vacation course. Paul Harrison.

Days present, one. Days absent,

eleven.

Now, if I'd known your intentions,

I could've spent the money

more profitably.

I suppose I can't blame you.

When I'm away, there's no one to

encourage you to take an interest.

That's right, isn't it? Yes.

Paul, what would you say if I told you

I was going to get married again?

Not such a bad thing, hmm?

Well, it's true.

Here's something you will like.

The lady I'm going to marry has a son.

He's a little younger than you.

Just the companion

you've always wanted.

He'll share your room.

You'll both go to the same school.

He'll be a brother for you, Paul.

Now then, what do you think of that?

They're coming to dinner

in a day or two.

Hello? Ah, New York, good.

You can start getting to know

one another.

Norman? Oh, I'm fine, thanks.

How was the golf match?

Good.

Look, I hope to be over myself

in a few weeks, we'll have a game.

Now listen, Norman, I'm very worried

about this Jackson deal.

There seem to be all sorts of conditions

that we certainly didn't agree.

Yes. Are you sure? Yeah.

Make me some coffee.

I've got a thick head.

All that drink you gave me.

I gave you! I like that! Hurry up-

...l'm late.

So am I. Get your own coffee!

Why the hell do I stay here?

You don't have to.

I'm sick of being ordered about.

Get out- and don't come back!

I'm going- and to hell with you!

I've had enough.

We're through.

That's right.

There are others who'll have me.

Nobody's that stupid!

Tidy up.

Aren't the baboons funny?

Not very.

You are English?

I can speak English.

You are here on holiday?

No, I live here. Do you live in Paris?

- Since yesterday.

- You mean, you're on holiday.

No.

My father died. I had to come here.

I stay now with my cousin.

In Montmartre.

There was no one else.

You know many people in Paris?

I know hundreds of people,

and I hate them all.

- What's your name?

- Michelle Latour.

I'm Paul Harrison.

Can I drive you anywhere?

- Drive?

- Yes, how else can you get around?

This is my car.

You sure I can't drive you anywhere?

No, thank you. Well, goodbye.

See you here tomorrow!

The bathroom's disgusting- as usual.

I've got to wash.

Well, next time clean it.

Have you seen my lighter anywhere?

You're a pretty girl.

Not frightened of me, are you?

- Tell me about your father.

- I don't want to talk about him.

- Why not?

- Oh, he's such a silly bastard.

- What does that mean, "Silly bastard"?

- Just a fool.

- A fool?

- Un idiot. Let's sit.

"Silly bastard

- ls that right?

- Near enough.

I want to speak good English.

You will teach me some more?

- I've got to go back to school soon.

- I wish I could go away to school.

Your

e crazy.

- I don't like it at that place.

- Home?

Who does?

- What is,"Home"?

- - - - iTa maison. C'est chez toi.

I haven't got a home.

Cigarette?

No, thanks.

I forgot, you're only 14.

Fourteen- and- a- half.

You're not much older.

A year.

But I feel I'm old enough

to be your father.

Silly bastard.

- Merde! They're coming this evening.

- Qu'est ce que tu dis?

I'm getting a readymade family,

and they're coming this evening.

And I'm late. Au revoir.

You're late. Come in.

My untidy son, Paul.

- Mrs. Gardner.

- How do you do?

I've been looking forward to meeting you

so much, Paul dear.

And this is Gerald.

You two will be great friends, I'm sure.

- Go and change at once, Paul.

- You go with him, Gerald.

The sooner you two get to know

each other, the better.

Needs a mother's touch,

you can see that.

I hope you can manage

the both of us, Jane.

It hasn't been easy for me, Jane.

He was only five, you know,

when his mother left me.

Poor Robert.

Never mind.

Gerald will be a good influence on him.

Now we have two

smart young gentlemen.

I bet you two have been

chattering away like old friends.

- This way, lads.

- You sit here, Paul darling.

Gerald, over there.

Ah, thank you, darling. Thank you.

Oh, I'm so glad you have

a piano, Robert.

After dinner, Gerald will play

something for us, won't you, darling?

That pretty little piece.

Sonata in C minor, Mozart, K.457.

Jump in.

You're underage. Paul, what if

you were stopped by the police?

They've got to catch me first.

Where do you get them?

- What?

- The cars.

I steal them.

Stop, Paul! Let's go back.

You'll get into trouble.

I'm always in trouble. I'm thinking

of taking it up professionally.

It's wrong, Paul. We're doing wrong.

Nothing's wrong if you like it.

What's happened?

Why are you like this?

My bloody father,

and my new bloody mother.

And bloody Gerald

with his bloody Mozart.

Poor Gerald.

Paul!

Come on, let's go.

- Oh, my God!

- What's the matter?

That was my father's car.

Oh, that's terrible. What will you do?

I don't know.

I suppose I'd better find a phone.

He'll murder me.

I'll be paying for that car

for the next 20 years.

We'll never find a phone. It's hopeless.

You don't want to talk to your father?

Would you?

Anyway, what about your cousin?

Won't she worry?

She wouldn't worry

if I stayed out all night.

Why don't we then? Stay out all night.

What's the matter? Are you afraid?

- Forgot, you're only 14.

- Fourteen- and- a- half.

In that case,

let's find somewhere to sleep.

We'll stay here, it's the best.

- L'm still wet.

- Take your dress off then.

No one's going to look at you.

You all right?

Will you tell your father about me?

Not likely. I'll tell him I was kidnapped.

- Kidnapped?

- Stolen.

By a man with a livid scar

down his cheek.

- Will your father believe that?

- He might.

Then he must be a very silly bastard.

Yes. Well, I shall have to think of

something else tomorrow morning.

- Good night, then.

- Good night.

It's not uncommon. Fourteen children

disappeared last week...

...in Paris alone.

My son isn't just any child, Inspector.

Is that true, Robert? Fourteen children

missing in Paris last week?

The man's a fool.

- And if it is true, an incompetent fool!

- Try and be calm, darling.

They'll find Paul, I'm sure.

If they don't,

I'll employ somebody who will.

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