Lili
- PASSED
- Year:
- 1953
- 81 min
- 324 Views
Thank you, madame.
Good morning, monsieur.
Some nice fresh...
There it is.
- I need some onions.
Delivered this morning.
Pick them out yourself.
How are the peaches?
-Eh, the peaches? Wonderful.
I ate one this morning,
and I never tasted...
Uh, can I help you?
- Merci.
Please, monsieur, be careful
with the peaches. -Yes.
There are some
wonderful plums, monsieur.
If you can't use the plums, then...
- Uh..huh.
One kilo is enough.
A kilo and a half, monsieur.
Put it on the scale yourself.
One kilo.
Monsieur, string beans?
And there's some lovely carrots
fresh this morning.
We need some butter.
There's a dairy down there.
Monsieur, my money, please.
Pay for it.
Uh, excuse me.
I'm looking for the shop
of Mr. Godet, the baker.
We just arrived in town.
Ask the woman.
Fresh this morning.
Taste one.
Excuse me, please.
Number 26.
There, 3 doors down.
They are sour.
Uh, monsieur, because you're
a nice gentleman...
here, monsieur... especially
because you are a nice gentleman...
Oh. Please, monsieur.
I'm looking for Mr. Godet, the baker.
Dead.
Died a month ago.
Oh.
What a pity.
You know him?
No, my father knew him.
Mm-hmm.
And Mr. Godet's wife?
Oh, she took the children and moved
to Marseilles to her brother.
Tell your father that the brother's
name is Pastin in Marseilles.
My...my father's dead.
Oh.
You see, my father told me
that his old friend, Mr. Godet
would someday help me,
So when my father was dead
I wrote him a letter,
to Mr. Godet.
And I packed my things and left.
be expecting me.
Oh.
I see.
You, uh...have no family?
Where will you go?
You have any money?
Well, I thought Mr. Godet
would let me work for him
in his bakery, perhaps.
I'm very strong, you know?
I'm a hard worker.
I can work very hard
without getting a bit tired.
Hmm.
Come in.
Come in. Come in.
Come in.
Have you eaten?
Not...not today,
Hmm.
Perhaps a little bread?
Oh.
Come on.
A little cheese, maybe, huh?
Thank you.
And, uh...a little wine.
Oh, thank you.
Thank you.
In here. In here.
That's it. Ha ha.
Now, perhaps you
will work for me, eh?
Of course, you understand
I can't pay you while you learn,
but you'll have a nice bed to sleep in
and a stove to cook a little supper,
and in the morning, you will open the shop
and sell a few buttons and pins and, uh...
be my little helper, huh?
Huh?
Hmm. I'm going in here.
Paul, will you get me a bottle
of pinot in the wine shop?
[ Shopkeeper ]
I'm not going to hurt you.
[ Lili ] I want to go.
Oh, no. Come here.
- Please, I want to go.
Please.
- Oh, no, no, no.
I am not going to hurt you.
I'm telling you, I want to go.
I want to go.
No, wait.
Don't be afraid.
Oh. Yes, monsieur?
May I be of service, monsieur?
A little trouble with my helper.
Very difficult to find good help
these days.
They're lazy and stupid.
- And uncooperative.
How much?
- 90 please, monsieur.
I want half a dozen.
85. What are you
standing there for?
You can get out.
I take her off the streets,
a girl with no references,
no family, no money,
and...colors, monsieur...
and I give her place to sleep
and food to eat
and a fine opportunity
to learn a trade.
And what happens?
-Nothing, I hope. 75.
Uh, 80. She breaks my
pitcher and eats my food.
I didn't...
I didn't eat anything.
I was going to eat, but he...
You're through. Good-bye.
What are you waiting for?
But my suitcase in there
and my hat and my purse.
Your face is dirty, little mouse.
There is nothing
to cry about.
You should be happy
to leave this place.
It smells.
Does he owe you any wages?
Wages?
For what?
She should pay me
for the food she ate.
Ah?
My word of honor, monsieur,
I didn't eat a bite. Not a bite.
All right, all right, look...
Hup!
See?
No, this one.
See?
It's a trick?
Now, how did you know?
Everything is all right now,
hmm?
What's your name?
Marc.
Marcus.
Marcus the magnificent.
It suits you.
Enough!
OUT!
Mademoiselle.
Thank you, monsieur.
Farewell, mademoiselle.
Be of good cheer.
You are young.
It's a fine day.
And tomorrow
will be another.
Six handkerchiefs
at 80 francs.
A good day to you, sir.
Where's Marc?
He went in there a minute.
Here's your wine.
Pay you tomorrow.
What's that?
She lost her job.
No money, no family,
no place to go.
She seems to be
going with you.
Oh, no.
Where are you going?
Uh, what, monsieur?
Where do you live?
Uh...uh...where do you live?
Ha.
Where do we live?
Everywhere.
Last week, Marseilles.
The week before, Avignon.
Next week, Aix-les-Bains.
Huh.
You...you travel.
How pleasant.
Who is she?
Where did you find her?
She loves me.
What's your name?
Lilette Daurier.
But my father always
called me Lili.
Let me give you
a word of advice, Lili.
Find someone else to love.
This Marc is dangerous.
He's got an assistant
with long, red fingernails.
Ha.
Such men are dangerous.
Hey, listen,
couldn't old Pierre Corvier
give her a job with the girls?
Paul, he likes you.
You could talk to him.
Look, this is
your little project.
I don't like it.
I'm only being
a good samaritan.
I've heard it
called that before.
Come on, Jacquot.
See you later.
He...he's angry?
The lame one, I mean.
He's always angry.
Why?
Ah, he's a disagreeable man.
He's an angry man,
and he always keeps to himself.
[ Scream ]
What's the matter?
- I saw the man die!
The man is dead!
No.
They are acrobats
rehearsing for the carnival.
It's nothing. Look.
There.
Oh.
- See? Come along, now.
I'll show you.
You hold this, will you?
Come on.
Come on.
[ Hammering ]
[ Marc whistling
to the music ]
[ Dog barks ]
My chateau.
[ Closes door ]
Blow.
[ Lili gasps ]
Now, what can we do
about you? Hmm?
What would you like most?
A glass of wine?
Something to eat?
I...I would like most
to stay with you.
I...I can cook.
wash the dishes.
Please.
Kiss me.
[ Lily kisses him ]
You've never kissed a man before!
Yes, many.
That's a lie.
Yes.
How old are you, Lili?
A girl of 16 should
have a little sense.
Following people
in the streets.
How did you get here?
Well, I... I used to live in
Manasse with my father, you see?
But then a month ago my father died,
so I came here to work with M. Godet,
the baker, you know?
But monsieur Godet
the baker was dead.
So I couldn't work with him
in his bakery.
That's all.
You haven't had too good
a time with life, have you?
Oh, things were nice
when I lived with my father.
He...he would make me laugh.
He'd tell me jokes.
Shall I tell you a joke?
Yes.
When is a singer not a singer?
When?
When he's a little hoarse.
Good, eh?
Yeah.
He was a watchmaker,
my father. You know that?
He could fix any watch.
Oh, shall I show you
my father's own watch?
He let me keep it
when everything was sold.
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