Helle Page #2

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- Of course. Her mother was Greek.

Tell me, are you interested in the girl?

Is that why you came to the castle?

Why does no one take care of hen'?

The deaf and dumb can learn

in special schools.

They can learn how to read lips.

You see her in a such a prison,

trying to speak,

learning words without meaning,

making a fool of herself?

Believe me, she's happier than we are.

I knew you could talk!

What's going wrong with

my little Fabrice?

He is late to the table.

You'll see,

my chanterelles will spoil again.

Chanterelles don't spoil.

That's nonsense, Josephine.

At home we say:
"Chanterelles

of the day, Chanterelles of love,

Chanterelles not eaten,

chanterelles spoiled."

- And can I say "thunderbolt"?

- No.

"Lightning"?

You can say "f***ing".

- "Idolater", can I?

- No.

What can I say'?

You can say:

"Brothel, whorehouse, f***."

You can even say it in English.

Brothel, whorehouse, f***, scum!

You're not feeling great, huh?

I bet you ate rat poison again.

Neither of us will last long.

Listen to this.

I was met with open arms.

I asked his forgiveness for

always being bad.

I hugged him with all my heart,

but I stank so much

that he started to sniff.

"Ah, Clmence! " he said

and he pushed me away.

"What a dirty pig, this bastard.

He's covered with sh*t."

"Oh, Clmence!

Get him upstairs, please."

"I'm still getting angry,

but he's disgusting!"

It was the end of

the warm welcome.

No, not yet.

No!

I'm cold.

I'm cold.

I'm cold.

I'm... cold.

I'm cold.

Flower.

Flower.

Flower.

Flower.

Crown! Crown.

Crown.

Mom on starboard!

Oh, my dress is ruined.

Naughty me.

No, Fabrice, no!

I'm in love with Madame Fournier,

but since I've known her,

she never deigned to

throw a glance at me.

You're talking nonsense, doctor.

Confidence for confidence,

allow me to make this confession...

I chose to be a doctor

only to look at naked women.

You see, he's dead.

But you don't know

what it means, "dead."

Dead!

Look.

Here comes the favorite

cabinetmaker of our mother!

What did you do in Geneva?

Walking on the lake.

You said one night,

but you stayed for six days.

- You could have called.

- You know that I never phone.

When I don't see you,

I become mean.

That's your problem.

Hey Francois, please make me a

beautiful coffin between two tables.

Then maybe mom will enjoy

a little more her visits to me.

- Already leaving?

- Only to return sooner, my dear.

When?

You swear?

Shall we try to flirt?

Will you take us? We're late.

My sister is staying alone at the hotel.

Fabrice, may I introduce Nicole.

A poor man's Mata Han.

Good afternoon.

So you're acquainted

with this two cent Adonis?

- He's lucky that way.

- Well, your ride's not so bad.

My name is Greta.

Hi, Greta.

You're ready?

And if I was Fabrice?

Take it.

Thank you.

In return you give me

your name for ten minutes.

As you wish.

Thank you.

It won't work.

You lost your money.

Oh, you've no panties?

I know that.

Cute.

But you can't see anything.

But I can guess.

I imagine, I extrapolate.

It's a naughty thing?

- To extrapolate?

- Yes.

It means considering the maximum

of possibilities from an event.

In general, by analogy.

Or by exploration.

Leave me alone.

What? Why not now?

Leave me alone.

If it's because of Fabrice,

you're wrong.

Leave me alone.

When I start something

I follow it through.

Not here, you wouldn't dare.

You're leaving, sh'?

What?

Come.

This is your room?

No, it's Mademoiselle's room.

What is your name?

Fabrice.

They're playing

"the loser wins" upstairs.

I'm beginning to feel alone.

You're going to tear everything'?

I like it when you look at me.

I'm not like them.

You know, when I

really like someone...

You've never fondled a woman yet?

You have nothing to be ashamed of.

I'm not much older than you. I'm 19.

Don't be afraid, I understand.

- I'm not afraid.

- Then what?

I don't know. I don't like this hotel.

I don't like today.

You're lovely.

Josephine!

- Sing to me.

- Not now, I've chores to do. Later.

Sing to me, Josephine.

You know my stomach is less

painful when you sing.

Come on, "La lavandire du Portugal".

He's coming, he's coming.

Douglas, are you there?

He's there.

- Douglas.

- Well, come on, come on...

Do you think about me?

Are you suffering?

He suffers? - No...

Are you happy without me?

- Yes.

- No.

Come again, another one!

What's wrong with these

needles always moving?

Douglas, will I join you soon?

Yes.

I knew it.

Why are you coming back so late?

You're going too far,

Politeness is the most

important thing in life.

If you think you're funny, you're wrong.

If you keep on like that,

I'll take a lover.

I have proposals in abundance, you know.

If you don't want to see me anymore,

just say so!

In fact, I came here

to say goodbye.

I'm going on a long trip,

maybe around the world.

It may be very, very long.

Now, your punishment.

What punishment?

You're going to take off

your clothes saying...

"I'm a pain in the ass bourgeois,

a b*tch,

jealous, bigoted and debauched."

I'm a pain in the ass bourgeois,

a b*tch, jealous...

- Bigoted.

- Bigoted.

And debauched.

And debauched.

Well, repeat.

I'm a pain in the ass bourgeois,

a b*tch, jealous, bigoted and...

debauched.

Nicole, Nicole!

Hi, Fabrice.

You make errands now?

We left the hotel.

Dad rented a chalet.

Really? Which one?

"The Snowdrop".

"The Snowdrop". Yes, I know it.

- It's more fun than the hotel, right?

- Yes, but you have to cook.

- Greta is with you?

- Yes.

Why don't we wake him up?

Just to peeve him for the day?

Alright?

The bastard! He brought a whore!

He's late for all to hear

the creak of his shoes.

Me, I enrolled

in the 2nd airborne regiment.

He enrolled in turning tables.

Smart guy.

When old Smollett dies

Kleber will inherit 300 million.

A genius!

The Lord is with you

and with your spirit.

Amen.

"Soldiers came and broke the

legs of the first one

and then of the second one

that was crucified with Him.

Turning to Jesus,

when they saw he wasn't dead,

they did not break his legs,

but one of the soldiers

pierced his side with his spear,

and right away trickled down

blood and water."

You see...

The army again.

Fabrice was always moody.

As early as 9 years old, he went

alone for a walk in the mountains.

He returned two days later.

It was during the war

and a German soldier brought him.

He found him in a chalet

in the pastures.

Say what you like

but the Germans were very polite.

That's right.

I don't know, yes, I'd like to go there

with you. Wait, I haven't paid.

Yes, it might be fun.

You want to go there today?

Wait a second, I told you.

I haven't paid.

I'll wait at home then?

Well, you know, I think

it will be difficult tonight.

Maybe I'll call you instead.

In case I'm coming.

You don't mind?

- Thank you, sir.

- Maybe tomorrow night.

- Tomorrow? I don't know, we'll see.

- Sir, please.

There's enough to

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