La vache Page #2

---

His address is on the parcel.

Yes, you're right.

Go and see him.

All right, goodbye.

Hold Naima Hassan isn't here.

You can't count on him.

Now we have to go to his place.

Ham Hamed asked so we're going.

This way.

That's family. What can I say?

That's a beautiful cow.

- What's her name?

- Jacqueline.

Marseilles is beautiful, isn't it?

Where are you taking your cow?

To Paris.

To the Agricultural Show.

Won't you stop for a drink?

No time.

Two euros...

- Dolls for girls?

- No, phones.

That's Chinese junk.

No, it's a phone.

Hello, ma'am.

I'm looking for the Cite' des Fleurs,

my cousin Hassan.

KEEP OFF THE GRASS

Salam Aleikoum, Hassan.

Hassan, open the door.

I have a parcel from your father,

Ham Hamed.

From your father...

Who gave you my address?

Was it my dad?

- Hello.

- Handsome boy!

- Is he your son?

- No.

Kennel!

- Who sent you here?

- Your dad said...

- Hello. Who is this?

- A delivery.

His brother-in-law.

No.

Dad, there's a cow outside.

Come and see.

Your cow?

He brought his cow!

You're really family? Come in then.

Not your father, zit your father.

Your father.

I'm so glad to meet you!

Hassan has promised

to take me to Algeria for years,

but he always goes alone.

We'll go when they grow up.

You must come to our village.

It's pretty.

- You're his brother-in-law?

- I married his sister.

Ok. Any children?

Two girls. One big one

and a little one a bit like him.

Funny, walking all the way to Paris.

I have time.

I walk, I rest.

I walk, I rest...

Too cheap to pay for the train.

Ousmane untied the cow.

What? He untied the cow?

Ousmane!

Get off that cow.

Get off her!

Go, they're messing with your cow.

I'll go.

Stay the night.

He can't stay.

Thanks for the coffee, Stphanie.

Come to Boulayoune.

You'll meet Hassan's dad.

He's a nice man.

I'm so glad to have met you.

Let me hug you.

Ok, he has to go now.

Hurry, get going.

- See you soon.

- Bye, Stphanie.

- Bye, uncle!

- Bye, kids.

Don't tell anyone

about my wife and kids.

It's a pity.

You have great kids.

Your wife's beautiful.

And blond too.

Screw that.

You haven't seen me.

Don't say you were here,

with your bloody cow and satchel...

Whatever you say.

Are you crazy or what?

Get off her. Hold you not to.

I have to go. I'm in a hurry.

Heading home?

No, to Paris.

What?

Walking to Paris?

- With the cow?

- Yes.

- You're nuts.

- No.

- You're crazy.

- Crazy man, bro.

Go Marseilles

Look at this.

Kids today have nothing better to do.

The Stphanie.

I'll show him.

If I catch him,

I'll write on his mug too.

Racist!

Hi, you horsies!

It's that way?

In the village.

The village is that way?

Khadija, can you tell us

where your father and Jacqueline are?

Montlimar.

Don't look, it'll give you nightmares.

How long ago did they leave?

Calm down!

Good evening, ma'am.

Sorry to bother you.

I've walked a long way with my cow.

We're tired and wet from the rain.

Do you have a place

where we can shelter?

Please?

Kind of cold out here.

- Everything Ok?

- Yes.

Here.

This'll warm you up.

That's kind.

Thank you.

There you go.

She's a fine animal.

A Tarine, right?

- Yes.

- They're cute.

They're strong,

but walking to Paris...

Sounds rather optimistic.

Eat while it's hot.

Thank you very much.

We used to go to the Show every year.

No time now my husband's gone.

Is it good?

Very good.

- Want a shower?

- No thanks.

I had one three days ago.

I'm good now until next Tuesday.

- Ok...

- Thank you, Tarine.

No, call me Jacqueline.

See you tomorrow.

Good night.

She's called Jacqueline,

like you.

That's funny.

Madam Jacqueline...

- For me?

- Yes.

That's sweet. Thank you.

Let me help.

Did you sleep well?

Yes, thank you.

Only natural to help another farmer.

Your son works well.

He's not my son.

He's an apprentice

from the agricultural college.

Good job he's here.

- No kids, then?

- Yes.

Two grown boys,

but they left to work in Paris.

Imagine that...

Without the debts,

I'd have sold up long ago.

You're not setting off right away.

Have lunch first.

I'd love to.

But I'll cook.

You know fel-fel?

What? No, I don't.

- Peppers.

- I know peppers.

I'll make it.

They love it back home.

You need peppers, tomatoes, garlic...

I have all that.

Undies!

This feels so good...

Hello!

Mind if we stop here for lunch?

No...

Thank you!

Make yourselves at home.

Nice spot...

Enjoy your lunch.

Thank you.

Want to join us?

No, I'm fine, thanks.

- Is it nice?

- Yes.

Not too cold?

No, it's fine.

Come here, Jacqueline.

Come on.

Let's take a photo, I've washed!

I'll buy you some candyfloss.

Your attention, please.

A special trick tonight!

Let's forget small or average.

This will be a huge disappearance!

Curtain!

Concentration!

Disappearance!

Sir, are you the cow's owner?

- What's her name?

- Jacqueline.

You want to see her again?

Look into my eyes.

Who's that?

It's Jacqueline!

It's wild, your cow didn't move.

I'd never seen anything like it.

I thought she'd vanished and left me.

Let's hire her right away.

With a contract.

Sure. It'll be competition for Cathy.

Because I'm big too?

What do you think?

I prefer fat girls.

We have a fel-fel and spotlights.

A band too.

So now it's over to you!

No, I don't drink.

It's just pears.

It won't hurt you.

Down in one!

There. Now another.

A second one to wash it down.

Come on!

I love this one. Let's dance!

Fatah's amazing.

He knows all the words.

I love songs.

They're my speciality.

So sing a song!

Go on stage and sing one.

This'll give you courage.

He's going to sing!

Come on! Fatah, a song!

One more then.

Fatah, a song!

All right, a song! Let's sing a song!

Everyone sing along!

Thank you!

Fatah, we have to go.

Don't wake him!

Let's take him with us.

With his cow on your lap?

Too bad, he's cute.

Take one last photo.

- Hurry it up.

- Chill!

Your guy's a real drag!

- A quick photo, Fatah.

- A kiss!

Excellent!

See you, Fatah.

I don't even have your number.

What's this? Great!

Let's stay in touch, baby.

I really like you.

- You have the eyes of the tiger.

- Yeah, sure!

Fatah has sent photos from France!

Come and see!

- Well'.7

- Hold on, they're loading.

Here we go.

"Fatah.

Souvenirs of France from Cathy."

Cathy? ls she French?

Here's Fatah!

You think it's funny?

Who is she? Got her address?

I'll drive you home.

No, thank you. We'll walk.

Naima...

How long has he been gone?

Just two weeks?

He won't be back.

What do you want, Mokhtar?

I'd take you,

even with your daughters.

I spoke to your father.

He agrees.

Leave me alone.

How dare you in front of the girls?

How'll you manage on your own?

Think it over.

You won't find another like me.

Sit down.

Is Fatah and Jacqueline's journey

already over?

Who asked you to talk?

All right...

Get out your books.

Juniors, the first two paragraphs.

Seniors, everything.

Fatah!

Hello, Samir!

Well'?

Naima won't talk to you.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes