La fleur du mal Page #4

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My God! Can it get that far?

It runs very well.

Off you go now, get out of here.

See you on Sunday.

Micheline!

Franois!

Hurry up, children.

Come down right now

or we'll leave without you!

No Pyla for you!

We're coming!

Hurry up!

I want to unite people

around simple, practical ideas

designed to improve life

in our town,

devoid of ideology.

Therefore, I'm not seeking

the backing of a party.

These are local elections.

I'm running

to serve the town as a whole.

How was it?

Perfect. Thank you.

Anything else to add?

In reply

to possible personal attacks?

No, I see no need to.

Fine. Good luck, then.

You're very kind.

You were very good.

Is it airing tonight?

- So they said.

- They don't waste time.

Well, we do. Let's get to work

on the envelopes.

See Simone

about the pack of twelve.

Need a lift home?

I don't like to keep asking.

I don't mind.

I'll use Michle's car

tomorrow.

They've gone to Pyla?

Try to understand.

They really wanted to go.

But Franois only got here today!

What can I say?

They can do as they like.

Grard will be furious.

After four years,

surely he can wait two more days.

You actually seem pleased.

Yes, Anne, I am pleased.

They seemed so happy to be going.

Yes, I am pleased.

- I'm sorry.

- You understand?

Of course I do.

Did they go in her car?

Drat, I wanted it for tomorrow.

I won't offer you my 2CV.

If anyone sees you,

it might lose you votes.

There again, it's not showy.

But if they see you advancing

in fits and starts,

they'll think you'll do the same

at the town hall.

Advancing in fits and starts

is still advancing.

What's so funny?

Nothing, just silliness.

We were talking about my 2CV.

That's no laughing matter.

That crate's a disgrace.

Aren't the children here?

No, they decided to go to Pyla.

Just for the day?

No, they're staying until Monday.

What is all this?

A glass of scotch?

Please. What is all this?

He wanted to go there.

No need to get wound up.

After four years away,

my son runs off as soon as he can!

See, you're getting wound up.

Tell me why!

I've no idea.

Ask him when he gets back.

Here you are.

Thank you.

What do you think of this?

It doesn't matter what I think.

Why not let people

do what they want to do?

I'm worn out!

How are you, darling?

Pretty worn out too.

Visiting low-rent housing

isn't much fun.

Sorry but you wanted all that.

Yes. And I don't regret it.

I'll see how dinner's doing.

Why should they go to Pyla?

We can't talk about it all night!

They took her car.

Can you drop me off tomorrow?

At what time?

Before ten if possible.

Can't your guardian angel do it?

He's kind

but he's not my driver after all.

No, he's not, I am!

You're my husband.

Dinner will be ready

in ten minutes.

It's not that dirty.

Not dirty at all, you mean.

You didn't see my room

in Chicago.

I can imagine.

It was even worse when I left.

I'm starting to feel hungry.

- What about the bedrooms?

- What about them?

We need to clean them,

make the beds...

Please. We can do that

when we get back.

Let me take a quick shower.

The water may not be hot.

I'll take a cold shower, then.

Who's this I see?

Haven't seen you in a while.

Hello, Pierrot.

- I thought you were in America.

- I'm back.

- How's Aunt Line?

- Very well. She says hello.

- And your parents?

- They're well too.

A nice table for you.

I'll sit here, if that's okay.

- Make yourself at home.

- Old habits...

- Not very busy tonight.

- Tomorrow will be though.

Your mother's running again.

She's got the bug now.

I bet your dad's not happy.

He was hopping mad last time,

I remember.

- He's getting used to it.

- Good job too.

- Oysters and sole?

- Perfect.

- Okay. Red or white?

- White.

Right you are.

A dry Doisy Daene.

That suits me.

Good to see that old rascal.

Could be more discreet though.

You said it...

Four years ago,

just one month after you left,

it was here that Mum told Grard

she was running.

He blew his top.

He calmed down

- you know mum -

but he sulked all evening.

What a jerk!

I'm really enjoying this.

They're so bad in America.

They rinse them in fresh water

and it kills the taste.

Franois...

Tell me why you left.

I already did.

Tell me everything.

I want to keep

the mystery alive.

You don't like your father?

Why? Don't you like him?

Answer me and then I'll tell you.

You don't like him?

Keep your cheap psychology.

You don't like your father.

Not a lot, no.

Neither do I.

Why don't you like him?

He has some failings I dislike.

It's not the opposite?

You don't like his failings

because they're his?

So, Sigmund,

why don't you like him?

I've never been able to stand him.

Sorry, but that's the truth.

And he took my father's place.

I like Anne

but she took my mother's place.

You see, they're not alike.

Listen to me.

When I was a kid, my parents

used to fight all the time.

No one told me!

They fought

when no one was around.

Otherwise, the old hypocrite

was all smiles.

You think he's a hypocrite?

Hypocritical, deceitful,

evil and hedonistic.

You hate him! Incredible!

No, I don't hate him.

Could have fooled me.

One day,

I think I heard mum

tell him he wasn't my father.

What did he say to that?

I can't remember.

You never know,

we may not even be cousins.

You never know.

Just a boy and a girl

who enjoy each other's company.

That would suit you, huh?

You know,

I'm not sure.

Maybe I'm wrong about all this.

Too late!

Can I have a drag?

Can you do everything?

Shut up, you pig!

You're the pig here.

All those years we've wasted...

I don't agree.

It's good this way.

This is the right moment, see.

Is that American pragmatism?

You're too smart for me.

I'm not!

My cigarette!

You can't sleep?

Neither can you.

It's the full moon.

It's easy to blame the moon.

You're right, it's not that.

It's only natural

to be a bit agitated, right?

It's something

I have to tell you.

I'm scared

you'll be mad at me.

It would have to be bad.

It is bad.

If I don't say it,

I'll feel dishonest.

I love it

when you have qualms.

It's that sick leaflet

about the family.

I had an idea...

That my father wrote it?

That's stupid, right?

Yes, it's stupid.

We're both stupid.

What's wrong?

I don't know. I felt cold.

Go back to sleep.

Go on.

Something's bothering you?

No, nothing at all.

Please, go to sleep.

Okay, don't worry.

Let me tell you something.

I almost gave it all up.

Why on earth didn't you?

It's that leaflet.

You can't let sleaze

rule your life.

Am I wrong?

Do as you like, darling.

I'm going back to sleep.

- What's that?

- A draught.

Will you buy me croissants

every day?

For long?

When's Aunt Line coming?

I don't know. This afternoon.

You see...

Two days together

is all you can stand.

You're incredibly witty

on Sunday mornings.

You make good coffee.

Your croissants are warm.

Micheline, come and see!

I've made you a fort.

I love you.

Michle!

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