Gervaise Page #4

You bet! Let's go.

Don't do that to her on her name-day.

You're so sweet.

Hello everybody.

You shouldn't have waited.

- It's about time. Sit.

- Everybody's here?

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight, nine...

- Thirteen? That takes the cake.

- No way!

Sit down.

One, two, three...

- How'd this happen?

- My husband's sick. I told you.

Go take care of him,

then we'll be twelve!

Don't talk nonsense.

- Then I'll go.

- You're staying.

I'll find a fourteenth.

Who?

Whoever I want.

Mrs. Gervaise!

It's burning.

It's not burning!

You scared me.

Bread?

Old Bru!

Are you hungry?

Me? I haven't eaten.

Come on, then!

You did well to invite him.

- Glad you're here, Old Bru.

- I don't mind.

Here, honey,

I didn't forget about you!

A day like today,

we still get along!

Mommy, Augustine

wants to kiss the boys!

Liar! She put food in my glass!

What nerve! That's a lie!

Stop bothering me!

Get busy eating.

Go ahead kids,

that's fine gravy!

Beautiful!

Let's get down to business!

That's what I call a lady!

Look at those thighs!

She didn't get that fat

by eating stones!

- Who'll carve?

- It's not hard,

you grab a piece and pull.

The pieces are still good.

- Don't ruin it!

- You don't know how.

- Then who?

- Mr. Fish. He's had weapons training!

Imagine that were a Cossack...

- You fought the Cossacks?

- There's none left.

The parson's nose!

- Where were you?

- Guess!

You don't ask

about such things!

- If only she'd pee in my mouth like that!

- Don't be disgusting!

Well?

He's still there,

pretending to read the paper.

- Is he drunk?

- Not at all.

Good. Sober, he's not mean.

I want the parson's nose!

You deserve it.

Looks good.

Once every 12 years.

Another nice morsel for connoisseurs!

You shouldn't have.

It's good.

I don't know. My two sons died

in the Crimean War.

Enough about war!

Don't be so sad.

If they hadn't died in Crimea,

I'd eat every day.

So enjoy it now.

I ask for work

and they say, "Too old."

They're right.

If you can't work anymore,

you might as well die.

Don't talk that way, Old Bru.

If you do, how can

things ever change?

Change what?

Lots of things.

Soldiers get pensions.

Why not workers?

Excuse me!

My apologies, soldier.

- Some goose.

- "Some goose."

She's so funny!

They only left us the carcass!

Soldiers are soldiers

and workers are workers.

They shouldn't ask for much.

We won't ask, we'll take it!

If we weren't

both guests here...

Enough! Drop it!

No politics!

Let's drink to the boss!

That's better!

Give me some!

The salad!

I'm wild about salad!

Clemence?

There's always room for salad!

Missed the plate!

I'd eat it on all fours

in a field!

Mrs. Boche!

Some water, please!

Water?

You're not that dirty!

At my house, we only drink wine.

Workers need wine, believe me!

No water in my house!

Because, here's an example:

The Emperor -

Show some respect!

Maybe the Emperor

is drunk right now too!

That makes us the same,

us and the Emperor.

Come on.

Because he couldn't be drunker than us!

How about a song?

Your turn!

Of all the things we plant

one never grows tall

Of all the things we plant

one never grows at all

Those under the dirt

ain 't got no need to worry

But to go down and join them,

we ain 't in no hurry!

Of war we 'd had enough

We 've been to hell and back

Of dirt we 've had enough

Once under, you don 't come back

Gervaise, sing us something.

- No, I can't sing.

- Sure you can!

- What?

- He's outside.

Let's hear the boss sing!

Sing "Let Me Sleep."

You know it well.

- Come on, Gervaise!

- Go on, boss!

I'll sing "Let Me Sleep."

Trying to give your guests a hint?

What's the use of dreaming

of birds and nests

If the bird flies away

and abandons the nest

If the pigeon dies

so does his mate

What's the use of dreaming

of birds and nests

What's the use of sleeping

if the night disappears

If I must wake

and face the day

If I only wake

to shed more tears

What's the use of sleeping

If the night disappears

Days and nights

whirl through my head

Days and nights

fill me with dread

What's the use of dreaming -

Let me sleep

Let me -

I can 't remember!

- You did fine.

- Bravo!

- Good job!

Well, imagine that! It's Mr. -

Who?

Nothing.

Now you, Mrs. Putois.

You don't have to ask twice!

What are you doing?

Prepare to attack!

On the frigate La Jolie

we were 36 to be hung

If the king catches us

we 'll all be hung

If the king catches us

we 'll all be hung

A friend!

Good evening.

Good evening.

Care for a coffee?

Get moving!

Make some coffee!

Fine.

If you think so.

Who's that guy?

What's it matter to you?

It's Lantier, right?

Yes, it's him.

Bravo. Good night.

Don't go yet.

Seeing him means

that much to you?

No, I swear. It's nothing.

- It doesn't look like nothing.

- I was afraid, just afraid.

He only makes me afraid.

Kiss me.

You've had too much to drink.

You too.

Let's take advantage of it.

I see I'm the last.

I'd better go.

What's the rush?

I have a long road home

to Glacire.

You didn't even say hello to the kids.

That's true.

I'll say good-bye while I'm at it.

- This way.

He won't wake up,

he's drunk as a lord, but look.

Has his mother's eyes, right?

- Yes, I remember.

- I raised him well.

He's a good worker!

This means a lot to me.

It's a pleasure I've long denied myself.

I thought "She's moved on, just drop it.

Don't be selfish."

Well, that's that.

Thanks for fulfilling my wish.

I've seen my kid.

Come see him whenever you like!

Want to hear about Claude?

- That's right! How's little Claude?

- Fine.

He's living with an aunt.

Wait.

He's at the aunt's?

He's happy, then.

Yes.

He's happy.

No!

Wake up, Lalie.

Time to go home.

- Thank you.

- For your children.

Good-bye, Mr. Coupeau.

Good-bye, Miss.

Go home quickly!

Damn it!

Hell!

- What are you doing?

- You won't beat me!

Glacire!

It's too far. Help me.

Grab that side.

- What's going on?

- We're stopping work.

- I'm with you.

- It's not up to you.

Go inside, I'll ask your father.

Which one?

I've got too many fathers!

Want me to get mad?

Stop grumbling and go to work.

Yes, Daddy.

Lazy dogs, coming in or not?

- First, we'll talk to the boss.

- First, go to work.

- First, our five-cent raise.

- You refuse to work?

No, but we want our five cents.

Never! Those five cents

will cost you!

That's when Terrasse told me,

"Mr. Tom, we want

a five-cent raise."

I said, "Dear boy, you're better off working

than asking me for such things."

He answered,

"We know what we have to do."

That night, a policeman urged me

to inform the police chief,

and several workers were arrested.

What did Goujet do?

They say he's one of the leaders.

I've been told he threatened

those who continued working,

but I didn't hear him

and I'd be surprised if he had.

Goujet has worked for me for a long time

and has always behaved well.

It seems Goujet said,

"lf anybody tries to return to work,

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