Love in the Afternoon
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- 1957
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This is the city. Paris, France.
It is just like any other big city,
London, New York, Tokyo...
...except for two little things.
In Paris, people eat better...
...and in Paris people make love,
well, perhaps not better...
...but certainly more often.
They do it any time, any place.
On the Left Bank...
...on the Right Bank...
...and in between.
They do it by day...
...and they do it by night.
The butcher...
...the baker...
...and the friendly undertaker.
They do it in motion.
They do it sitting absolutely still.
Poodles do it.
Tourists do it.
Generals do it.
Once in a while,
even existentialists do it.
There is young love...
...and old love.
Married love...
...and illicit love.
That is where I come in.
My name is Claude Chavasse.
I am what you would call
"a private eye."
It was Monday, June 11, 6:15 a.m.
I had been working
the nightwatch on the Place Vendme...
...outside the Ritz Hotel.
In order to protect the innocent,
I will call this the case of Madame X.
Of course, she was not
entirely innocent.
While Monsieur X was attending
a business conference in London...
...she was conferring nightly
in Suite 14 of the Ritz.
8:
45 a.m.I arrived at No.17, rue Mallebranche.
This is where I live, and this
is also where I have my office.
It is a very quiet neighborhood.
My clients prefer it this way.
- Bonjour, Madame.
- Bonjour, Monsieur Chavasse.
It is a neat,
normal life we have here.
There's just myself,
my daughter, and her cello.
- Papa?
- Good morning, Ariane.
Good morning, Papa.
Did you have a hard night?
So-so.
Interesting case?
So-so.
- Tell me about it.
- Never mind.
Why not?
Never mind!
You've been working every night.
It's my busiest season.
You need a rest.
In my profession,
it's like being a doctor.
I have to be on call
night and day.
not until the patient is out of bed.
I'd never thought of it that way.
You shouldn't think of it at all.
How are things at the conservatory?
- So-so. We're rehearsing.
- Rehearsing what?
A symphony. Haydn's 88th.
I always tell you what I'm doing but
you never tell me what you're doing.
That's because I love you.
I want to protect you from these sordid
matters I have to deal with.
- Now go back to your cello.
- Yes, Papa.
Wouldn't you like some breakfast?
Later. I have some work to do
in the darkroom.
I'm expecting a client.
When Mama was alive, I'm sure
you discussed your work with her.
Your mama was a married woman.
I'm so glad.
- Papa, your coffee's getting cold.
- Just a few minutes.
- You can play detective later.
- All right.
- Who's this man?
- Ariane, please!
He's very attractive.
He's very objectionable,
and quite immoral.
- He is?
- And utterly no good.
- What did he do?
- That's enough.
I don't think I've ever seen
his face in the files.
Ariane! Have you been into my files?
No, Papa.
I mean, yes, Papa.
Just a few of them, when I was dusting.
Ariane, you've been told a thousand
times to stay away from those files.
I've been trying, Papa,
but they're so fascinating.
At the conservatory, all the girls envy
me because I have my private library.
Library? This is not a library.
This is a sewer.
How can you say that?
Some of these cases are so romantic.
- I've read them time and time again.
- What cases?
Well, I guess my favorite
one is in file "D."
The Duchess of Devontry
and her Alpine guide.
It's so sad, and so beautiful.
Your father almost had a heart attack
following them up the Matterhorn.
How she must have loved him,
to give up everything.
The duke, the castle,
the horses and the hounds.
And for what?
Two weeks of shameless passion.
Two glorious weeks!
It was a terrible scandal,
and it had to lead to a terrible end.
But it was worth it.
What woman could ask for more
than to die together with her lover?
Buried under an avalanche,
locked in each other's arms forever.
Nonsense. They'll thaw out this summer,
and that will be it.
Papa, how can you be so cruel?
Don't you have any sympathy?
I do. My sympathy is with the duke.
And the horses and the hounds.
How about the case of the Benedictine
monk who quit his order...
...for the love of a young widow?
She only married him because she wanted
the secret formula for the liqueur.
- Papa, you're a cynic.
- I guess I am.
- You enjoy your work.
- I guess I do.
- You'd enjoy it even if you weren't
paid. - I wouldn't go that far.
You enjoyed exposing Madame La Roche.
Madame La Roche?
You've read that, too?
And those passionate letters
she wrote that bullfighter...
...after he was gored
by her husband.
on everything around here.
Papa.
Ariane, you are not to come into
this office without my permission...
...and you are not to dust in here!
And you are not to answer the door.
This is my client.
Go back to your room and practice.
Bonjour, Monsieur.
Bonjour, Monsieur Chavasse.
I came straight from the airport.
- My wife thinks I'm still in London.
- Very clever. In here, please.
What did you find out?
It will be a few more minutes.
The evidence is not quite dry.
- How was the weather in London?
- Miserable.
It was beautiful here.
The nights have been so warm.
- How was business in London?
- Terrible.
That's a shame.
Things have been very lively in Paris.
Can't we stop this dreadful noise?
I'm a very nervous man.
Of course, Monsieur.
- Ariane, please, not now.
- Yes, Papa.
Before I show you these photographs...
...I wish to point out that they were
taken under very difficult conditions.
The light was bad,
the distance considerable...
...and the angle was quite impossible.
Please, Monsieur.
Is the news good or bad?
That depends. Is this your wife?
- Here.
- Thank you.
It looks like her.
- Then, I regret to inform you, it
looks bad. - There is another man?
There is.
And I regret to say that he looks good.
- He does.
- And here we have the two together.
Please, Monsieur,
you must not excite yourself.
- I'm trying.
- Would you like some brandy?
No, thanks. It gives me heartburn.
How about some aspirin?
No, thanks. It gives me a headache.
What did you say his name was?
His name is Frank Flannagan.
American. Very rich.
Oil, construction business,
turbo-jet engines, Pepsi- Cola...
"The Pause that Refreshes"?
No, that's the other one:
"Pepsi- Cola Hits the Spot!"
But we must not jump to conclusions.
It's this terrible uncertainty
that's driving me mad.
And I always know when he comes...
...because my business
improves noticeably.
with me to London.
He does very well in London, too.
Also in Rome, Vienna, Madrid.
Here are the Scandinavian countries.
There was an episode in Stockholm...
...involving twin sisters.
But why should I bore
you with statistics?
How long has this been going on?
Well, I imagine ever
since he was 16.
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