Lacombe Lucien Page #3

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- Just a few moments, honey.

- Did you talk to the wholesaler?

- Yes.

He'll give you a big discount

on the chamois skins.

- Are the Krauts interested in them?

- In the chamois skins?

Enormously!

Mrs. Georges,

you're a great business woman.

- Is there any tanned leather about?

- Only untanned,

- but it's very cheap.

- Really? Fine!

Maybe I can find

a little tanned leather too.

But it'll be expensive.

I just have to sell it on

with a good markup.

You've wet your pants,

Jean-Bernard!

So, Mr. Peyssac?

Are you ready to talk now,

you swine?

He seems to be enjoying it,

damn him!

Don't get mixed up with them.

They're different from us.

Anyway...

...the Americans are going to win

the war. Everyone says so.

Did you hear me?

The Krauts are done for.

I'm telling you the Yanks will win.

Leave the talking to me.

I'm good at this.

I'd have like to be an actor.

I'd certainly have acted

better than Betty.

Are you Professor Baurgeois?

Yes, I am.

We're partisans from

Lorsac.

The Germans attacked us and

I've a bullet in my leg.

I'm on vacation and therefore

not equipped to treat you.

Very well. Come inside.

Patrick, go and get my bag,

- some bandages and surgical spirit.

- Right away!

He's my son.

Lie down.

It was my companions

who told me about you.

Especially Commander Merit.

I see. So you know Merit.

- Yes, very well.

- He's a friend.

He sends me a lot of

his boys.

I'm very sorry.

German police.

It's a real pity.

Keep you eye on him.

Hands up!

Go on! Move!

- What's happening? I heard a shot!

- Don't worry, dear.

Good morning, madam.

It's very pretty.

Are you, by any chance,

relatives of Philipe Baurgeois?

- Yes.

- I met him.

In September 1938.

- Really?

- A very nice guy.

Excellent tennis player.

He always beat me.

- Who's that?

- My great-grandmother.

- What's the score?

- I was right.

He works for Merit.

Come on, Paul, do something!

Call the Prefect!

Stay calm.

Hello? Yes?

You want to speak to Professor

Baurgeois? Just a moment.

It's Professor Baurgeois' brother.

What'll I tell him, Boss?

That we're about to shoot him.

We're about to shoot him, sir.

Yes, shoot him.

- Give him my regards.

- My respects, sir.

He hung up.

What interesting things can you

tell me about Commander Merit?

A man like you helping the rebels.

That's the limit!

France run by the Communists.

Is that what you want?

- I'm a Gaullist.

- You know full well that De Gaulle

...is surrounded by Jews

and Communists. A few names?

- Do you consider Schumann French?

- Enough talk of politics!

Now, Doctor, tell us everything

you know about Merit.

You'll tell us something,

won't you?

- Not bad, is it?

- Right. Put it in the sack.

Don't worry.

We've plenty of time.

Try to remember everything

you know about Commander Merit.

- I don't know anything.

- Naturally!

We know you've supplied Jews

with forged papers.

Not only papers.

- What's this?

- It's the "Bandera".

I built it myself.

It took me a year.

- It's almost finished.

- Is it difficult?

Yes, especially the portholes.

So... are you like your father?

You know nothing about

the partisans?

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

Your suit is ready.

I made the pants plus-fours. They

are more stylish on a young man.

Do you like plus-fours?

I could have made you normal pants

but I find there's something more

in plus-fours.

Something more...

What does "plus-fours" mean?

It means... like these.

You'd best try them on.

So these are plus-fours?

Yes.

- Are you from here?

- No, from Souillac.

Are you a friend of

Jean-Bernard's?

Yes.

What do you do? Are you a student?

Are you here on vacation?

I'm in the German police...

I knew Jean-Bernard's father.

The Earl of Voisin.

An exceptional man.

He used to worry a lot

about his son.

So, you're a Jew...

Faure says that Jews

are enemies of France.

No.

I'm not.

- Are you from Paris?

- Yes.

I was very good at my job.

I had good clients,

lots of friends...

- What do you want?

- I'm going to the shops.

May I have some money?

Won't you introduce me, Daddy?

My daughter, France.

Lacombe Lucien.

Be quick! Bye-bye.

See you later.

Jean-Bernard told me to ask

you for the money you owe him.

Tell Jean-Bernard his father

would be very sad...

...to see all this.

He was a true gentleman.

But then, what do I care?

Come with me.

Get in line, like everyone else!

Who do those two think

they are? Get back!

Where has she sprung from?

Go to the back of the line!

Young people think they're

in charge, nowadays! Get back!

- You're a man. Can't you tell him?

- No.

Just look at the cheek of them!

I've been queuing for an hour!

Do you think I've nothing to do?

- We have priority! German Police!

- We don't give a damn about that!

Don't you think

you're overdoing it?

Hey you! What's going on here?

German police.

- Do you work for Mr. Tonin?

- Yes, I do.

I do apologize,

but I didn't recognize you.

But why do you keep

harping on about it?

A year later.

I don't understand why you did it.

There's nothing to understand.

I loved him.

- And did he love you?

- Why not? What do you know?

After what he did,

I wouldn't trust him much.

Daddy, please stop it!

Don't make me angry!

Is Mr. Horn in?

What's happening? What do you want?

I've come to see your daughter.

- Good evening, Miss.

- Good evening.

Do sit down, Mr. Horn.

- Do you want to stay for supper?

- Yes, I do.

Bring another plate!

It's cozy in here.

Better than outside.

No.

I've brought you a gift.

Champagne. Jean-Bernard

says it's the best.

Do you like champagne, Miss?

I don't feel like it, this evening.

But you do like champagne.

Drink up, Grandma!

To your health!

Shall we make a toast, Mr. Horn?

Why don't you drink

a little, Miss?

This champagne is warm.

- And it's a bad vintage.

- France!

This young man

is a client.

Excuse me, but I don't

remember your name.

Lucien Lacombe.

Lucien?

A fine name!

Yours is Albert,

if I'm not mistaken.

Yes... Albert.

Drink up! To your health!

Darling!

Darling?!

Are you pleased with

your plus-fours?

Not very, Mr. Horn.

Do you know Betty Beaulieu?

- Who?

- Betty Beaulieu,

Jean-Bernard's lady friend.

She had a part

in "Nights in the Casbah".

I haven't seen it.

More champagne,

Mr. Horn? Let's celebrate!

- I'd rather not.

- Come on! It won't hurt you!

But what are we celebrating?

France, it's time you went

to bed.

I forbid you to go

to bed... darling!

Why do you call me darling?

- I don't know!

What did you do before

you joined the police?

- I was a student.

- What were you studying?

Do you realize I could

arrest you all?

- France, be quiet.

- Are you afraid of him?

Yes, and rightly so.

I'll go.

- Good evening, Mr. Horn.

- Good evening.

- I need to speak to you.

- What's up?

You've probably already understood.

You have strange hands.

I must raise your rent.

- That's not in the rules...

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