Liliom Page #3

- Quick, Julie, the customer's here.

- I'm coming.

I'm telling you,

it will be just fine.

You can count on me.

I'll take care of everything.

So she didn't say no?

- Good day, sir.

- Good day, Miss Julie.

It was a 5-by-7 portrait

you wanted, right?

No... I mean, yes.

- Five-by-seven, so to speak.

- It's a little more expensive, of course.

Two francs more.

Price is no object, Miss Julie.

If you don't mind,

we'll get started right away.

Julie, set the gentleman up

for the pose.

Please come this way, sir.

Julie, take into account the man's style.

He has a nice figure.

Prepare something dapper for him.

Business is doing great, Miss Julie.

I'm expanding the store.

- How about a column?

- Yes.

With a column,

the portrait will really stand out.

- There...

- Pardon me.

- There would be work for two people...

- Lift your head.

In my shop, Miss Julie.

Put your arm here.

You need a woman's touch

in a prosperous business.

Smile!

Don't move.

Act natural.

A little more.

Look over here.

Very good!

I'm going to count to three.

Here we go!

One, two...

- three.!

- POLICE STATION

Alfred, what are you doing here?

- Were you summoned too?

- No, but...

you must need a witness.

But you weren't there.

All the more reason.

I'll testify to anything.

Come on in.

- Who told you to enter?

- I was told to come at 10:00.

Wait in the hallway.

All right.

Bring out the cards.

Your deal.

- Five flush?

- Five flush.

No card playing allowed here.

NO SPITTING:

NO SMOKING:

NO DOGS ALLOWED:

KEEP YOUR VOICE DOWN

It would be simpler

if they said what we can do.

Liliom Zadowski.

I'm his witness.

Liliom Zadowski and his witness.

You were summoned for the...

I've already been summoned

to the police station three times.

Everything I have to say

is written in my statement.

That may be, but your statement

contains a legal error.

It's missing a stamp.

Isn't that the management's fault?

Get it through your head

that management is never at fault.

- Well, then, can I go?

- No.

According to the provisions

of the decree of August 17th, 1874...

the defendant must be present

when the stamp is applied.

Strange.

- Sir.

- That's all.

You may go.

You made me wait around

for four hours for that?

BE BRIEF... YOUR TIME

IS AS PRECIOUS AS OURS

Precisely! I want to lodge a complaint

with the inspector.

- He's not in.

- When do you expect him?

- Not for a while.

- Pardon me. I'd like to see the inspector.

- He's not in.

- Oh, yes he is.

If you'd care to follow me,

the inspector will receive you.

- May I say who is calling?

- The Baron of Cabrol.

Very good. Sorry to delay you.

Did you see that?

If I was dressed like a bigwig,

they'd kiss my feet too.

And the inspector would be

at my beck and call.

Justice is all about false collars.

Don't make a scene.

Come on, Alfred.

Since Olinger replaced him

on the carousel...

it's small change.

You should have seen it

when Liliom was there.

- We sold so many tickets!

- Of course, Mrs. Muskat.

Liliom's real place

is at the carousel.

It's in your best interest, and his too.

He'll make money for you again.

Julie will finally have something

to live on, the poor thing.

- And I won't be obliged to feed a bum.

- Precisely.

Thank you, Mrs. Muskat.

Liliom will decide.

Unfortunately, he isn't here.

- He's never here!

- I'm not surprised.

To live all day in this miserable place

would give anyone the blues.

Especially him... an artist!

What he needs is the Hippo-Palace.

But he'd rather starve

than make the first move.

But no matter.

I'll take him back.

Let him know.

I'll be back tomorrow.

You're upset

because you're broke.

I am too,

but I can laugh about it...

because it won't last forever.

- One of these days...

- What?

You know the leather factory?

Every Friday, the cashier takes a certain

route with the employee payroll.

Suppose we get to him

when he's alone? No witnesses.

I already said no,

so why not drop it?

Fine, if you'd rather starve.

- Unless you're expecting an inheritance.

- Enough about that, or we're through.

All right, all right.

In that case, you'll have to find

some other way.

THE ISLE OF LOVE

Thanks.

- For the lady.

- Look at those legs!

What a pair of legs!

- Did you hear taxes are going up?

- I don't care.

I don't declare my income.

Hey, Liliom. Where've you been?

You're looking great.

- Still leading the good life?

- What do you think? And yourself?

A nice crowd.

A bunch of simpletons,

I tell you.

- Shall we get together later?

- I'll let you know in a while.

See you later, then.

- Is that all?

- I know a trick.

Nice and easy.

And now all we have to do

is spot a drunk...

and not mess up.

- A stinger.

- And a mint mandarin.

- So, buddy, are you up for it?

- You cut.

No, take this away.

Go ahead, write it down.

- Right on the mark again!

- One, two and it's over.

It's like he's guessing

my cards every time.

- I'm buying.

- Do you have a cigarette?

One more time, big guy.

Double or nothing?

- I was just about to suggest it.

- Your turn.

He won't be home tonight.

Mrs. Menoux, it's still early.

Are the pictures ready

for the carpenter?

I still have to glue two of them.

Tomorrow morning.

The carpenter is a handsome man.

He has a nice position.

Plenty of money.

He'd love nothing more

than to marry you.

Wouldn't you like that?

Liliom beats you.

Between a hooligan and a decent man,

you take the hooligan!

It takes all kinds to make a world.

It's going to end badly.

One day Liliom will hit you

harder, and then...

When I'm with him,

nothing matters to me... even dying.

Dying is easy.

Living's the hard part.

If I were you,

I'd marry the carpenter.

To be middle-class...

what a dream!

A wedding all in white,

with a veil and train.

You'd have a home,

plenty of money...

the respect

of the entire neighborhood.

Men would tip their hat

to you on the street.

And presents galore!

And you'd have servants,

I imagine.

A maid just to take care

of the baby...

because I'm sure

you'd have a little baby right away.

A little angel smiling up at you,

all wrapped in lace.

Don't trouble yourself so,

Mrs. Menoux.

I'll never marry the carpenter.

Never.

Mrs. Muskat is here.

Thanks for the tip.

Hello, Liliom.

Always the comedian.

What do you want?

Guess.

Come on, I'm sure you know.

Olinger isn't working out.

Sure he is.

Well, then?

Go make some coffee.

Go on.

You're not being reasonable.

You don't sleep at night.

You look lousy.

What's it to you?

Come on, move that mop

out of the way.

Hands off!

All right, all right.

Olinger...

I could fire him.

I can fire him.

Why, if he's working out fine?

Yes, of course.

I see what's going on.

Someone misses me.

Cocky!

No, not me.

It's the chambermaids

who are asking for Liliom.

The dumbbells!

They're all nuts, I tell you.

Do come back.

I'll give you a raise.

What about Julie?

I'd have to drop her, right?

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