Le bonheur de Pierre Page #3

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Give it a good kick

at the bottom!

Who is it?

It always sticks.

It's a man with a turtle.

Oh, how typical!

Mario Vaillant.

I worked at the inn.

I live across the road.

- How do you do. Pierre Martin.

My daughter Catherine.

My darling.

- How do you do.

Please come in.

May I offer you some coffee?

Do that. And a croissant.

What's your turtle's name?

- Felicity.

Funny name, isn't it?

It belonged to Jeanne.

She really loved her turtle.

I've been taking care

of it since...

since she left us.

What's wrong?

- Nothing. It's just -

it's Felicity.

I played with her

when I was little.

May I?

What a horrible creature.

I've never seen one

close up before.

Do you recognize me, Felicity?

Will you stop carrying on?

What will he think of you?

I know how he feels.

I had a hamster

when I was small.

But hamsters

don't live very long.

You lost your pet, too?

Yes.

Right.

She followed me everywhere.

Testing, 1 , 2, do you read me?

Wall to wall.

You're coming in loud and clear.

I repeat:
loud and clear. Roger.

Mario's over there.

I should have known.

That guy's a pain in the neck!

Of course he went over.

He used to work for Jeanne. Roger.

I don't want anyone

helping the Frenchies, see?

I want them out of here!

Got it. Message received. Roger.

Big Joe?

- What?

Quit saying "Roger".

What are you doing here

with your binoculars?

Go home. They're going to

call you to fix the plumbing.

You have to be near the phone.

A Parisian girl won't last

a week without water.

Look at the lanky twit.

Interfering nuisance.

Damn. Damn, damn.

Damn.

What's wrong? Is there

a problem, Miss Martin?

I've been after them

for a week, Mario.

They still haven't found

the containers.

Two enormous containers, Mario!

Was there something important

inside them, Miss Martin?

No. Just trinkets.

I always ship them in containers.

Honestly, Mario...

Look what I found in the cellar.

Snowshoes!

And all kinds of

Christmas decorations.

We'll have to put them up soon.

The snowshoes are Jeanne's.

She used them right up to last year.

He's playing with snowshoes.

Can you answer the question

I've been asking you all week?

Where is your briefcase?

We need the shipping papers!

I think I forgot it

in the little plane.

Give me strength!

Don't you care?

My whole life is floating

out there somewhere

in two lost containers!

Calm down, darling.

We may have lost a briefcase,

but two huge containers?

We lost it? You lost it!

I took care of it.

The airline is going

to mail it to us.

Why didn't you say so?

When?

Well, as soon as they find it.

Yes. Because I'm not sure

I left it in the little plane.

Why, here's Mr. Big Joe!

I've never seen so much rust.

But the water's on now.

It's fine.

- About time.

Will you have some coffee,

Mr. Big Joe?

No, don't bother. I have to go.

Bye now. Thanks. Thanks.

We're most grateful.

- Speak for yourself.

Shut the door!

Hello, this is Plumber.

I repeat,

this is Plumber.

Operation Sahara completed.

Returning to base. Roger!

Sorry. Cancel the Roger.

Come on! Reverse, you old heap!

Ready, Pierre? Let's go.

- Good! You lead the way.

Pierre, may I introduce

the Saguenay Fiord.

It's majestic.

It's a million years old.

It's in good shape.

The ice is strong enough

to support the fishing shacks.

The water under here

is 100 metres deep.

Do the fish bite?

Do they bite?

I have to turn away to bait the hook.

I have to hide!

They jump at us.

Here we go.

You have to tease them a little.

Titillate the fish.

It'll amaze you.

Yes, hello. Pauline?

No. You're Pauline. I'm Pierre.

Right. It was a question.

In a manner of speaking.

That's right. Tell me...

No, I know you know

you're Pauline.

I'm Pierre Martin.

That's settled.

Tell me, is Big Joe there?

Big Joe who? Big Joe!

He's not there?

Oh, that's awkward.

Because yesterday

he came by to fix our plumbing,

and can you imagine?

Now it's...

Zapped.

Meaning it doesn't work.

Broken. Plumbing kaput!

Water not come.

Kaput, kaput, kaput!

I no understand

what you is telling I.

I think she understands.

Is Big Joe there?

Okay, me hang up now.

Enough is enough.

Do they think we're savages?

Who is it?

Kateri Tekakwitha's father.

Who?

- Nobody that matters.

When's the clown coming back?

Today. Or tomorrow. Soon.

I want a shower.

I'm fed up

washing at the basin.

We aren't living with savages.

I take it back.

We are living with savages.

You're exaggerating, princess.

What are you doing?

Darling Daddy.

If I want to go trapping one day,

I must get used to them.

Hello? Yes?

At last! Someone

who is properly speaking!

Yes, speaking. Yes indeed.

No. Pardon?

What?

Sank? Like the Titanic?

Oh, dear...

Hey!

Hi, Pierre.

How's it going?

Is she feeling better?

She's all right now,

but last night, she was very down.

She kept trying to salvage

her memories from the stormy seas.

This language is beautiful

when it's spoken well.

It's just harder to understand.

Hi, Mario!

Mario, please

don't ask me how I am.

Oh.

Good morning, Miss Martin.

How are you?

I brought the painting gear

you asked for.

Maybe we could do some

painting together tomorrow.

An excellent idea, Mario!

Yes. That's right.

We'll paint together tomorrow.

See how much birch

I've chopped, darling?

But that wood is green.

What does the colour matter?

I'm just going to burn it.

That's the whole point.

Maybe we could go down

to the Pier for dinner?

Do you know of another

restaurant around here?

Raymond? It's me.

They're heading your way.

Leave it to me.

I'll finish them off with poutine.

Hi, guys.

Good evening.

Oh, look!

The wee doggie

has a beautiful coat!

And bootees! That's so cute.

Right. This evening,

our famous poutine

would be on special.

Wait. Is it on special or not?

Don't be dumb.

I just said it's on special.

But you said " it would be" .

Yeah. So?

I'm trying to speak properly.

As a courtesy

to our French friends.

Fine, but "would be"

is future tense.

Conditional.

It would be on special

if you would order it.

We have several poutines:

the Italian, the Western,

also called the Country,

the chicken Galvaude,

and the Teriyaki.

Italian with hot peppers.

Poutine. Interesting name.

I'll try the Italian variety.

I'll have what Mario's having.

And you, darling?

For you, ma'am?

Ma'am will avoid the Tipoon

since she has no idea

what it is.

I'll have a salad.

I see. Our salads include

the Italian, the Western,

also called the Country,

the chicken Galvaude

and the Teriyaki.

Plain.

Like chicken Galvaude,

hold the chicken?

Exactly.

Ah. After all, why not?

It's like a cheeseburger

with no cheese.

It's a hamburger. Eh?

Plain...

You're really

going to eat that?

Oh, Mr. Big Joe!

Oh!

I haven't forgotten you.

He's laughing in our faces.

He's just dripping with guilt.

How very odd.

A plumber who drips.

Yes. Very funny.

The days went by and already

the legendary Canadian winter

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