Lacombe Lucien Page #2

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You know, I never did like

teachers.

If you don't need me.

I'm going to take a shower.

Teachers are all Communists.

Are you a Communist too?

- What will you do to him?

- We'll have a little chat.

We must find a job for

this boy.

He can help me

open the letters. Here!

You just have to do like this.

You go on ahead.

"I wish to bring

to your attention...

...that Mrs. Lebeaufe,

the milliner, often receives...

...visits from her two sons who

are draft dodgers and Communists."

- "No later than yesterday..."

- No, read another one.

"Sir, as a practicing Catholic,

I consider the black market...

...shameful for a Franchman

and a Christian."

That's enough! Aren't there any

serious matters this morning?

Yes. A protest

from the Prefect's office...

...following the disappearance

of Dr. Pradine.

Forget it, Mother.

Where are they going to look for

Dr. Pradine?

I'm going to deal with Voltaire.

Are you Mr. Tonin's mother?

Of course not!

What a silly question!

Do you get many like this?

We receive about 200 a day.

One came from a man who wrote

in to report himself!

It's a real mania!

Would you like to join

the police?

I don't really know.

You're young.

I think the Inspector

has taken a shine to you.

- Is Mr. Tonin the Inspector?

- He was.

- He was an excellent police officer

- And isn't he any more?

He was kicked out

as a criminal in '36...

...when the Socialists

were in power.

Children, you can't stay here.

Go and play elsewhere.

- Listen, Jean-Bernard...

- Yes, my love?

Do you know if there are any

night clubs in Toulouse?

No, Honey.

There's nothing in Toulouse.

So, when are you taking me

to San Sebastian?

- At the end of the month.

- Is San Sebastian nice?

- You'll see.

There's a fantastic hotel

with everything you like in it.

I don't believe you!

- Have you ever used one of these?

- No.

It's very easy.

You must grip it firmly.

Raise your arm, very

relaxed, extend it fully...

...and hold your breath.

Got that?

Here!

- Aim at the left nostril.

I said the left nostril,

not the tie. Try again!

- He shoots better than you.

- That's not hard!

Get in.

Where are we going?

To Albert Horn.

Don't you know who he is?

One of the greatest Parisian

tailors.

Come on!

- Does he live here?

- Yes, he's in hiding.

He only works for me.

I'd never have thought I'd find

him in this God-forsaken village.

As a boy, I was in

boarding school near here.

But I got expelled.

Oh, it's you.

Am I disturbing you?

- You never disturb me.

- I've brought you a client.

It's his first

made-to-measure suit.

An important milestone

in a man's life.

Take off your jacket

What shall we choose for this

young man? A Prince of Wales,

or blue flannel like the suit

I made for you a month ago?

A Prince of Wales.

Do you agree, Lucien?

I couldn't care less.

Do you remember the first time

I came to you, with my father?

I was 12 years old.

You lived in

Rue Marbez at that time.

Good morning.

Your mother's a little strange,

isn't she?

What lovely fabrics!

I got them for a song,

and a few petrol coupons.

Did I ever tell you

where they come from?

From the warehouse of Cassels,

the English importer.

They confiscated all his goods.

And what happened to Cassels?

I think he's in a camp for

the British at St. Denis.

The one for the Jews

is in Drancy.

I know.

Thank you. That's all.

It'll be ready in 5 days.

Listen...

...l've news about

the trip to Spain.

You have to pay another

installment.

Don't you think I've already

paid enough?

Increasingly harsh measures will be

taken against people like you.

But I've already given you

They were just for

the forged papers.

This gentleman is a rich,

stingy Jew.

Stop playing.

The music is bothering me.

I'm with some clients.

Do you miss Paris?

Did you know there are more night

clubs there than in '39?

War has its advantages,

don't you think?

The German High Command

has announced...

...that yesterday,

its troops captured

several hundred

American prisoners.

This confirms the disarray

and low morale...

...of the Allied assault troops

in Normandy,

who have only managed

to build ridiculous...

By the British Command's

own admission...

That really is a good own!

It's very funny!

Where did you hear it, Lucien?

This isn't a Pink Lady!

Please, honey!

The girl's doing her best.

Do you know where I drank

the best Pink Lady?

In the bar in Rue Magellan.

The best bar in Paris!

Why don't you put on

some music?

Miss Beaulieu,

very serious things are happening.

Did you know I was a film

actress, Lucien?

- Really?

- Yes.

Last year, I had a great role

in "Nights in the Casbah".

- Starring Yvonne Lvre.

- Then I can see you at the movies!

In Paris you could.

Unfortunately, in this godforsaken

village they only show old films.

That's true! Too bad!

It's just as I thought.

The Yanks don't know how to fight.

I've heard they send the negroes

to the front line.

You're prejudiced!

Are you sure they're telling

the whole truth?

- Are you joking?

- Not at all.

You need to listen to

Radio London as well...

...and then draw your conclusions.

Aren't you too hot

with that jacket on?

No.

Here!

"To Lucien,

so you'll remember me.

Wishing you the best

of luck, happiness...

...and success."

- Do you understand English?

- No. What use is it to me?

I've no intention of becoming

a turncoat, you know.

Would you like to know

what I think of the British?

I detest them.

They're better looking than

the French.

I was in love with

Leslie Howard.

There's a limit even to

stupidity, isn't there?

What did you say?

Repeat what you said!

Are you looking for

a slap?

Do you always have to argue,

you two?

Henry, a cognac.

- Still doing your accounts?

- Yes, unfortunately.

You're an oaf, Mr. Faure!

A stupid oaf!!

Don't ever dare to speak

to me again!

There's a job for you

upstairs.

- Let's go.

- I'm coming too.

- It won't be a pretty sight.

- Lf it amuses her...

Yes, it will amuse me!

Anyway, I'm not interested in

knowing if the war will be won...

...by the Germans or the Americans!

I'm thinking of myself...

...and the time I'm wasting

in this dump,

among these pathetic people!

If they were at least good looking!

You're ruining my career,

you know?

Hello, Lopez?

This is Henry!

- Yes... yes...

- What's he saying?

Two wagons of shoes

on the Spanish border.

That's interesting but how can we

clear them through Customs?

It can be arranged. You just have

to pay, but in dollars.

- Tell him the deal's on.

- Good night.

The deal's on, Lopez.

Make all the arrangements.

Fine! 'Bye!

Would you like a chamomile tea?

What? Wait... Say that again!

You don't want to spend another

night in Miss Chauvelot's office.

Yes, very well.

- Don't worry about a thing.

- I'm going up to my room.

- You wait here a while.

- Very well. 'Bye!

It's the 5th door on the right,

at the end of the corridor.

- Will you be much longer, Henry?

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