Gemma Bovery Page #2

At least do the minimum.

He doesn't need advice.

He needs sanctions.

No more video games.

Are you crazy?

Okay, I got a 2, but...

It was an accident.

You've been having lots of accidents.

You're accident-prone.

How are this year's apples?

Not many. But enough...

More than none but less than plenty.

Hello, Madame Bovery.

Gus, stop that.

Stop bothering the little dog.

Have you read it?

It's a masterpiece.

It blew me away when I was 16.

She wants everything from love

and is always disappointed.

A mundane story

told by a genius.

Flaubert invented

a bored woman,

a universal character.

She's almost become an archetype.

This might sound complicated.

But...

It seems... really wacky.

I don't know if it's "really wacky",

but your French is coming along.

Where's Carrington?

Gus, come!

- You hear the rain last night?

- I sure did.

We've got problems.

Holes in the roof.

The toilets are too full.

People think country life is paradise

but you need guts

not to get bogged down.

To counter the cliche',

a lot of people take antidepressants

in the country.

That or calva.

He makes the best in the region.

Want to try?

- Why not?

- Come on.

Calva.

Hello, Mr. Jouberi.

I'd like a Florentine, please.

A Florentin.

The thing with you French people

is you hate money.

You're all socialists.

Not me.

You'd never have married me.

Even conservative French people

are socialists.

Is the word "socialist"

so obscene for you?

You favour taxing

over personal initiative.

So, the apex of civilisation

is an unhindered free market,

the rule of the sterling

and well-kept lawns

at your second homes.

Let's avoid

another 100 Years' War.

Iwas...

Perhaps

Okay, stop going on, Martin.

We understood.

It's fine now.

Your English is lousy.

She doesn't understand.

My English isn't that bad.

Yes, it is.

There's no use laying it on.

So here's the doorway I mentioned.

So, I'd like you to do...

...and something Japanese,

minimalist, simple.

Like a geisha who spent time in Miami.

This is my favourite room.

The 9Y7-

This machine is amazing.

Everyone in L.A. has one.

It's incredible.

It sends vibrations along your buttocks.

Look.

My ass is like a teen stripper's!

Try it.

It's important to like your body.

It really is.

To eliminate the bad fat.

Especially in Normandy

with all the rich food.

I would have liked.

You would have liked.

He would have liked.

We would have liked.

They have would Wed.

No. They would have liked.

Hello, Gemma.

How are you?

You haven't been to the bakery

for a while.

I'm trying to diet.

You've lost weight.

A little.

It suits you.

I also do low-cal bread.

Okay... goodbye.

- What is it?

- My back! Help me!

- What is it?

- A wasp's got inside.

- A wasp?

- I have to...

There it is!

Can you open...

Open it?

Okay, I'm opening it.

I'll try to... Does it hurt?

It's dead. It's a bee.

It hurts. Bloody hurts!

The stinger is still in.

Do it!

Yes, but to remove the venom...

- Does it hurt?

- A lot!

To remove the venom I have to...

Have to what?

I have to suck it out. Suck the wound.

Go on, quick. Suck. Suck me.

- Really?

- Yes, really.

I'm going to suck...

Careful, don't move...

Excuse me, but...

What's going on?

Mrs. Bovery has been stung by a bee.

This is Gemma Bovery.

Herve' de Bressigny.

What's going on?

This is terrible.

Good thing I arrived last week.

Holiday?

Revising for law exams.

Can't do it in Paris.

I couldn't care less ifl fail them.

But my mother will freak out.

Is she breathing?

Thank God.

You got stung twice.

By a bee and by my needle.

You went into anaphylactic shock.

You gave you an antihistamine.

You'll be fine.

Excuse me...

Nothing serious.

A tiny allergic reaction.

You can leave when you want.

Thanks for everything you've done.

I didn't know I was allergic.

It's normal. We all have allergies.

Are you okay?

You were so wonderful, Martin.

It's only normal.

I would have liked.

You would have liked.

He would have liked.

And I would have liked...

everything she would have liked.

I love it.

Authentic and simple.

It has a lot of charm.

You were right

to leave this as it is.

So often, people tend to overdo it.

This is very minimalist.

That's what's chic.

This fireplace is incredible!

The proportions are gorgeous.

It's so Middle Ages.

And back there?

Our bedroom.

This old pink...

By the way, I brought a magazine.

To show you a colour.

They're friends...

Pandora and Patrick Large.

I wanted to show you this

for the peacock blue.

Mixing it with turquoise

could be marvellous.

It was the first time

I saw her legs.

She looked a! soap,

candles, sponges.

Junk for tourists.

Disgusting scented room sprays.

That's when I saw Herv? de Bressigny.

Then something very strange happened.

The second I laid eyes on him...

I felt like a director,

a director

who had just shouted "Action!"

"Feeling better now?"

"I'm doing fine, thanks. And you?"

Feeling better... now?

I'm doing fine, thanks.

How are you doing?

"Great!"

Great, thanks.

I remember feeling

a strange kind ofjubilation.

I could see them naked,

in each other's arms,

Madame Bovary crossed paths

with the country squire, Rodolphe,

just as Gemma crossed paths with Herve'.

To tell you the truth,

I'm not great.

I'm extremely depressed.

I don't want to make you cry.

Smell this.

What do they call it?

Nice going with the deodorant.

Go on.

"Jasmine, lilac, lavender,

petanque player, Camembert."

It's not bouse de vache?

Cow pat.

It's really d?gueu.

What's that in English?

Puke-making.

Gross.

See you soon.

Good bye.

Time for a cigarette.

Yep.

Love h u rts.

Who are you talking to?

No one.

I've been calling you.

While I work,

you stare at young Bressigny.

You like boys now?

I suggest this one.

A bit pricier but much better.

I think that'll be fine.

I wouldn't mind advising you

about mineral water, but...

I've work to do.

I have to go.

Since we're neighbours,

come by the chateau some day.

It's 13th century, 14th...

and some 19th.

How are you, Remi?

- Fine, thanks.

- Take care.

Look who it is.

I see.

When I saw the chateau,

I thought of Herve

not as he was in real life."

dull, conventional,

revising his law exams

in that chilly old pile,

bu! as a shadowy seducer

admiring himself in the mirror

as he awaited his prey.

Bet you a bone

she turns right.

Deal?

She f***ing did it.

It's me.

For your advice.

Is this a bad time?

Not at all.

Come in.

It's really beautiful.

It's wonderful.

The English would have buggered it up

with tons of paint,

and horrible fabrics.

You can't reproduce this kind of effect.

This was my father's desk.

It's very old.

This is where I study.

I can't believe it!

She should be at home

cooking our dinner.

What the hell is she up to?

This is monstrous.

Shut the f*** up!

Maybe I'm just imagining things.

They could just be having a drink.

I hate shopping here.

So much I can't find.

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