Le jour des corneilles Page #2

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The grubby one that we saw.

The one who was with him.

- And what about her?

And my niece?

Where is she, huh?

What has he done to my niece?

What did he do to the Ronce daughter?

Is she alive?

Well, uh...

No.

OH!

Exactly, this kid only has his father left.

If we do not treat him...

There you go, what was I saying?

Courge is a murderer, a wild beast!

You want him back to terrorize us?

No, not here.

Let him go back to his forest.

And stay there!

Go away, cannibal!

A long as I'm here,

nobody will touch Courge.

Is that understood?

There, it's ready?

You can get in.

Well, then, I'll let you sleep.

Good night.

No, look.

Here

you slip inside.

This is good.

You stay there, and then you sleep.

And you, you sleep?

The operation went well.

When your father's leg finishes healing

he will walk like before.

He will sleep more.

When he wakes up, you can come see him.

No, thank you, I'm not too hungry.

Manon.

You have stunning techniques, my boy.

Well, I hope

you won't be too bored without me.

See you tonight kids.

See you Tonight, Dad.

Ah!

Bah?

Do not be afraid. Come see me.

We can do like that too.

Goodbye, young man. See you tonight.

There once was a castle

whose towers were...

Don't turn so fast.

Good morning, my little Manon.

Can I come in?

My father is not here.

I got cakes.

Wait, Mrs. Ronce.

You like squashes, as I can see.

Tell me, Manon.

Is your father afraid?

Afraid of what?

He knows that

the ogre takes away young girls

to lock them in his damned forest.

And what does he do them after?

You want to end like that, do you?

Oh, no.

You want to end up like that, darling.

You will tell your sweet daddy, huh?

Tell him to get rid of him

before it is too late.

Leave me alone. Tell him yourself.

We don't care about your stories.

You will care more when you have eaten you

like his poor mother.

Hop, finished, no more Manon!

What's wrong with him?

Do you think he will spare you?

The ogre does not recognize

his own children.

He hates you.

You, like the others!

- Are you okay?

Don't worry, she's crazy.

Listen, ogres don't even exist

She should look at herself.

Did you see her head?

It's her who looks like a witch.

Is it possible that he hates me?

Of course not, what are you talking about?

Are you sure?

Yes, all fathers love their children.

Oh!

Are your cakes any good?

You want more?

There, there you go!

These dirty cakes, hop!

Does she still impress you, that old hag?

Here, this is for you.

How do you do it?

No, stop.

Not the poor bird.

Oh!

Hey, hey?

- Soldiers.

- What are they doing?

- Don't you see?

They shoot birds.

Birds are good to eat.

They don't even eat them.

This is just for fun.

Oh, Manon. Look!

Yes, sir!

At the school.

Well, the hospital.

God knows what he will do to the wounded.

Wait, restart calmly.

I'm so afraid, sir.

Protect us.

You're the only one who can.

Oh, I beg you.

Protect us!

- What is it?

- Oh, no!

Stop. He will jump on us.

- Alert!

This is from the reserve.

Come on, guys!

Charge!

Mrs. Ronce has lost her mind.

Maybe.

But the attack on us, who was it?

Such a provocation!

And to neutralize one of our dogs,

that's not for everyone.

- It's not him.

He hasn't left his bed.

He did not even regain consciousness.

Yes.

Indeed.

- Look, sergeant.

Your fellow doesn't look too comfortable.

The little lady's description

did not seem too exaggerated.

Listen, uh...

I know what you're thinking, doctor.

If we eliminated all those

who looked sinister,

there wouldn't be much people left.

Well then, I won't bother you any longer.

Watch the woodsman anyway.

I do not want trouble.

Understood?

And no mess.

Do not worry, sergeant.

It's arranged.

All is well.

Did you hear?

Say?

What happened to your mother?

She can not speak, she's in the outer-world.

Yes, of course.

Your father never said anything to you?

My father? Oh, no.

When he talks about it, he gets all pale.

And he corrects me maximally.

Huh? But why?

I do not know, it's how it is.

It would be nice if she could speak.

If she could answer me like you.

What do you mean, to answer you?

We could talk together, as I talk to you.

You can not talk to her because she's dead.

You don't talk to them,

to those of the outer-world?

What's wrong?

Wait, those of the outer-world?

You're talking to ghosts?

Well, yes.

But you can see them as...

As you can see me here, right now?

And your mother too, you see her for real?

- Well yes, for real.

How else do you want me to see her?

Why didn't you tell me?

I didn't think that ghosts existed.

They know that you exist.

That's why they sent me here.

Oh!

You're in luck.

I'd like to see them.

Would you take me?

Oh, yes.

I also would like them to see you.

If your father wasn't injured,

perhaps we would never have met.

Oh, what am I doing here?

Ah, flayers, scavengers!

Let me go!

Untie me!

Slapped faces, intimidators!

Dung faces!

Plaster leeches!

Leeches!

Plaster leeches.

Oh?

Good morning, sir.

What is it?

It's Manon!

You're up in my back as they torture me?

What is she doing here?

Oh!

- I...

- Silence!

Get out of here. Disappear

or I'll swallow you starting with the toes.

Dad!

Dad!

Well, look at what you're doing.

Upstairs, in the room...

Let me go.

Nobody is holding you back.

Look at the condition

of your leg for yourself.

When you're on foot,

where may go wherever you see fit.

In the meantime, please keep quiet.

No need for your tinkering.

If your son didn't bring you here

you'd probably be dead.

Relax, buddy. Try to enjoy it.

This is not too bad.

Stop eyeballing me like that!

Father?

Are you okay?

Do not worry.

Come, you must run away.

I know where you can hide.

He won't find you and will and go away.

But I will not leave father.

What, father?

You saw what he did to you?

He almost strangled you. Come!

Can't you see, he's an ogre, a real one.

The old Ronce was right.

- And his love?

- What?

You said she was wrong.

That all fathers love their children.

I said that because I did not know.

He's not the same.

If he had love, he wouldn't be like that.

I assure you.

- What's the matter with you,

drooling all over me like a slug?

Don't even think about moving from here.

Just try it and I will tie you by the hair,

even while being plastered as I am.

Do you understand?

- Manon, do not stay like that.

What's the point?

Don't you want to go outside?

There are things against which

we can do nothing.

It's not so simple.

It's his father.

Despite everything.

You should not have brought him here.

Manon, soon,

I'm going to remove

his plaster.

He won't stay here.

You have to be reasonable.

Think about your friend, huh?

It must be difficult for him too.

What is that?

To help him sleep.

It makes him sleep?

It is important that

we help him to keep quiet, right?

I will bring him this then I'm off.

If there is a problem,

you come and get me.

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