Gemma Bovery Page #4

Never, Gemma. Never!

But it's the chemist in Rouen...

The chemist is an idiot!

It's nasty stuff!

I can't stand them anymore!

What it does is awful!

It's arsenic!

Didn't you read the description

in Madame Bovary?

Please...

My letter.

Can you help?

Sorry, I can't.

Give me a day or two.

Okay.

Gemma asked me

to accompany her to Rouen

to see Madame de Bressignys lawyer.

She asked me

to meet her at the cathedral.

I was surprised.

I was astonished

Gemma wanted to meet there.

Did she do I! on purpose?

In Madame Bovary,

Emma also meets someone

at the cathedral in Rouen.

Just before that carriage ride,

which becomes

one of the most erotic scenes

in 19th-century literature.

A woman who gets screwed in a carriage.

And I! was a very, very long ride!

I don't believe it.

F***ing hell!

Have you chosen yet?

For the lady,

the mosaic of monkfish.

As for me,

the filet de boeuf, rare.

Wine steward, please.

I'll send him over.

Hello, Martin.

I wanted to apologise for Rouen.

I didn't come.

So I noticed.

Please forgive me.

Something...

Something came up.

That's the expression.

Don't be angry.

Come in for a drink.

You've removed everything?

I want to get my life in order.

Pay my debts, clear my head.

Finish all this.

Finish what? I don't understand.

I don't know what you have in mind,

but don't do something you'll regret.

Regret what?

I don't regret anything.

I thought

that since Rodolphe left you...

Rodolphe?

You sent that letter.

It's you.

You did it, didn't you?

Why'?

I was afraid for you, that's why.

Whatever happens to Madame Bovary

happens to you.

Your name!

Your debts!

Your lovers!

At the end, she commits suicide.

I know it seems stupid.

But believe me, Gemma,

there's a moment when life imitates art.

You're totally out of your mind.

If you think I'd kill myself

over a few debts,

you don't know me.

I am not that woman.

More than you think.

I am not Madame Bovary.

Get it out of your head.

I'm me.

I'm free.

I'm capable of being happy.

I'd like to believe you.

The English guy...

Charlie's back.

Good.

SQ?

Arsenic?

Why would you think that?

That's not it?

Not at all.

What is it then?

She choked to death.

Choked?

Yes, choked.

On a piece of bread.

That Wizzy...

She could have cancelled

her birthday party.

We share your pain. Be strong.

- Can I speak with you?

- Sure.

I think I killed her.

What?

With a loaf of bread.

With my bread.

Don't talk crap.

I'm the guilty one.

What?

The English guy...

Charlie's back.

Six months later

Wipe your feet, Julien.

- Seen the new neighbours?

- They moved in?

They're Russian.

Russians?

The woman has an ass to die for.

Spare us, Julien.

Guess what their name is.

It starts with a

Adulteress, tragic death.

Jumped in front of a train.

Anna Karenina?

Bingo.

In fact it's Kalenina.

Almost the same.

This is wild.

Just crazy.

I'm kidding.

As Russian as me.

They're from Rouen.

Their name is Mercier.

You scared me, you idiot.

What an imbecile!

Me... neighbour of you.

If help you need,

me, available.

Very kind of you.

What perfect French!

Thank you... So is yours.

Where did you learn it?

School, like everyone.

Let me help you. Yes, I insist...

You have no accent.

Neither do you.

For me it's normal.

I'm from here.

Born here?

The name is Jouberi.

Martin Jouberi.

I came back to Normandy 7 years ago.

To take over my father's bakery.

Do you make

gluten-free bread for diets?

I make very low-cal bread.

My specialty is the croquinette.

Multi-grain.

I can make pirozhki too.

With ham...

with cheese.

Have you read Anna Karenina?

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