La Maison Sous la Mer

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- Good night Capel.

- Good night Biale.

- What time is it?

- You ask me that every day.

My watch is always stopping

to look at the scenery.

And it's my way of saying hello to you.

Who put pepper in my coffee?

I know you can count on

another coffee.

I could really give you one!

- Just try it! Pass me the sugar...

- Careful!

- Anouk, how old are you?

- You already asked her.

You really know how to talk

to a person!

It's boiling!

You drink like a kid does.

You know that Terretot girl

had the effrontery to come back!

None of your business!

She makes me feel ashamed.

So think about something else.

Look the other way.

I'd like to be able to.

Hello everybody!

'Evening sweetheart...

a weak coffee for me.

- That's your eighth!

- So what if it is...

I deserve it tonight...

I'm going down tomorrow.

Going back to

what I do best.

- You say that every night.

- You can laugh!

Tomorrow I'll be in my uniform

and hard-hat.

You'll see a real diver.

You go down a mine,

...you'll see what's at

the bottom of the sea!

You're too old!

Good night.

You sure can go on!

One more!

- Tell me Lucien...

- What?

The house.

Are you carrying on

about a house?

Think if we had our own place.

I'm right about the choir?

- I spoke to Quoniam.

- You won't get it

You better think of home.

The house... the choir...

It's all nonsense.

Think about us.

So how's your love life

Mrs Terretot?

I'm in no mood for jokes today.

- Why?

- Never mind.

That old Mrs Terretot

is hard to get on with!

Her daughter's back.

So how's YOUR love life?!

That Lucien of yours

is a lucky guy.

If he gets tired of you,

let me know.

- Mind your tongue!

- I'm just teasing you.

That's a sensitive subject.

Boby!

Just listen to

that endless coughing!

You'll end up

making yourself sick!

Quieten down, both of you!

I knocked back the Hochenot boy

who's joined

...the police force...

in Berckville!

Over 3,000 people.

I would have been a seamstress,

like my mother.

No!... I settled for a miner.

On and on it goes...

and the children have to hear it!

- I'm hungry!

- It's coming!

- You OK this morning?

- I'll survive the day...

There's already been

a centenarian in the family.

I've got a nice house, haven't I?

When it falls down,

I'll still be standing!

- I'll be back with the laundry.

- You act like you're not listening!

Hi Mr Maresquier!

Good morning, Mayor.

Hello Flore, my sweet.

My favorite Mayor...

is that how you treat me?

- I don't like nuisances.

- I just wanted to give you...

my ideas on navigation.

You might be able to repair

this little file for me.

Where did I put it?

The mayor has never

held a tool in his life.

His white hands give him away.

I'll have you arrested!

Come on now... Captain,

calm down... this is my house.

Until the day your daughter-in-law

kicks you out!

That's not right...

we want to buy a house.

- What with?

- What with?

It's the mayor's, actually.

Yes... At the bottom of the lane

in the dell.

Another one of your ideas...

Like sending my son

down the mine.

There was no more work

for two here.

I'll give credit terms on half.

You like to make a profit

out of your wife's money.

- All about money!

- Let's talk business!

And the other half?

Capel! Don't get upset!

We're asking you

not to get upset.

I'm not upset,

but I'm not paying a penny!

Capel, without putting up

any of your own funds,

...I'd be happy if you

just went guarantor.

Alright... we'll discuss it further.

Goodbye Flore, my sweet.

Are you eating?

It IS something I do!

I didn't want to set an example.

It's still your fault.

I never cheated on my husband,

but I could have.

When you have a daughter,

you have to bring her up right.

Come on... don't cry.

- Give me your washing instead.

- No.

Yes... yes!

- What does her ex-fianc say?

- He wants to buy a gun.

She deserves a slap in the face..

She needs something

to straighten her out.

Takes all kinds to make a world!

No... a woman is something special.

Men forget that too easily.

Anouk!

There you are Mr Quoniam.

Are you the foreman?

What do you want?

To find out if you're

taking people on.

- Where are you from?

- London.

On foot?

No, on horseback.

Anouk...

...an orange bitters!

Alright?... I said one, not two.

- Do you have rooms?

- Yes, I'll show you 8.

Flore,

...I'm hungry!

Anouk... wine!

Your reading at the table

is pissing me off...

What is it?

"Amphibia".

What the hell's

the point of that?

- I'm up to letter "B".

Don't go past "C"...

...you'll have reached

your destination.

- What did he look like?

- He didn't look like a conman.

Always get paid in advance,

...except when they've got

leather suitcases.

There's also the savings book.

And the 10,000 from my mother.

And the 2,000 we lent to Biale.

Hardly the time

to claim it back.

Do you want the house?

Even if we did get the 2,000

it wouldnt cover it.

Worst luck!

Next summer, we can

eat our own artichokes.

And have our own laundry.

I made a mistake about a zero.

No, that's right.

I'll get that house.

It's just a matter of willpower!

I'm taking Boby for a walk.

That concludes our concert.

I'm now happy

to talk about it.

You can laugh!

You don't really understand me.

You big kid!

The loving couple.

People are looking at us.

So they've nothing better to do.

Rotten!

Rotten like people.

Well, it's Flore!

Where are you off to?

To look at the pretty

red-tiled roof?

The one you'll never have, right?

Listen, Flore...!

Lie down under an apple tree...

...any house in the world.

My dog!

Hang on!

Thank you, sir.

Lucky I got to you in time.

Yes, another minute or so...

Poor Boby.

Was it your fault?

Your country's beautiful.

Yes.

It's the first time

I've thought of it as beautiful.

You'd have to.

When you've just escaped death...

...everything is lovely.

Really?

That's probably it.

What do you do for a living?

I walk.

Every day?

No... in between...

Today is your Sunday off.

Thats right.

Tomorrow?

Tomorrow too.

Are you staying in France long?

I like apple trees.

Me too.

So... goodbye then.

Goodbye.

Management offered flowers...

I demanded pearls.

You can see whose side

the bosses are on.

Can't trust anything

they say.

I'll have to stock up on grog.

Lot of drinking at funerals.

For Biale's widow.

She pissed off her husband

for 14 years!...

She shouldn't get anything.

It's for the kids!

For each of them...

and nothing for her!

It's for a wreath.

He was a union man

and a good pal.

That's for the union man...

...that's for our pal.

The Londoner!

Could I have my key?

Still Looking for a job?

Two orange bitters is the usual.

Mine straight.

- How about you, chief?

- I'll have the same.

But I don't drink.

I'll just charge you for it.

Thanks comrade...

thanks comrade.

You know the conditions?

More or less.

Shovel or pickaxe?

Whatever.

The pick's a bit easier.

Shovel then.

Same as Biale.

For Biale's widow,

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