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Synopsis: César runs a bar along Marseilles' port, assisted by his 23 year old son, Marius. Colorful characters abound: M. Panisse, an aging widower and prosperous sail maker; Honorine, a fishmonger with a sidewalk stall near the bar; her daughter, Fanny, who helps her sell cockles; and, various old salts. Friends since childhood, Fanny and Marius love each other, but Marius has a secret wanderlust: every ship's whistle stirs a longing for foreign lands. When M. Panisse seeks Fanny's hand in marriage and when a departing clipper needs a deckhand, Marius and Fanny must decide who and what they love most. César, with his generous, comic spirit, tries to guide his son.
Genre: Comedy, Drama, Romance
Director(s): Alexander Korda
Production: Les Films Marcel Pagnol
 
IMDB:
7.8
Rotten Tomatoes:
100%
Year:
1931
130 min
817 Views


climbs back through the window,

and locks his door on the inside.

What for?

I wake him in the morning.

If the door is locked,

I think he's sleeping.

He's not stupid, my son,

but then, neither am I.

I've never told him

that I've looked in through his window.

It's all good fun.

Going out?

Just to the movies.

Need any money?a

I have enough.

Doesn't he look smart?

Smarter than both of you.

I didn't really mean it.

A bow tie, even.

- Don't be late.

- Midnight or 1:
00.

No later. And be good.

Be good!

He'll be off round the back now.

Tell me, Csar...

who is Marius's mistress?

I've never tried to find out.

It's a delicate issue.

The boy is an adult now.

But I suspect it's a sailor's wife.

Why?

If he spends

the whole night with her,

her husband must be away.

- Thirty-five.

- Thirty-six.

Thirty-seven.

Thirty-seven?j

Besides, everyone knows

the navy is full of cuckolds.

What?i

The navy is full of cuckolds.

I called 40!

Feeling cold?

You need your jacket on?

What did you do?

Was it what I said about the navy?

Forgive me, old chap.

Are you speaking

to the sailor or the cuckold?

Both.v

It's no laughing matter.

There's no need to be so angry.

It's not your fault

you're a cuckold.

After all, everyone knows.

Monsieur Brun didn't.

He's the one who told me!

Besides, it's common knowledge.

It's none of your business,

and I forbid you

to insult the French navy.

After what you said,

I can play no longer.

That's the end of it.

I'll expect your apology

in the morning.

If it's an apology you want,

I'll say I'm sorry right now.

No, I demand an apology

that reflects

the gravity of your remarks.

Come on, Felix, don't be stupid.

I had no intention

of insulting the navy.

I admire the French navy..

Maybe you do admire

the French navy,

but the French navy says go to hell!

What on earth did he mean?

It's not nice

what they've done to you.

- Me?

- Yes, you.

They've left you

to pay for the drinks.

You mean they left us to pay?

What do you mean, us?

Yes, we were partners.

- We'll play for it.

- It's rather late.

We've never played cart

together, have we?

And you wanted to leave

for the land of the monkeys!

Wasn't that silly?o

It was totally inexplicable.

You won't think about it

anymore, will you?

Not as I did before.

The spell is broken forever.

- So when do we marry?

- Whenever you like.

I'll talk to Dad in the morning

and your mother tomorrow evening.

Shall I tell you my idea

for where we'll live?

- You've got a plan?

- I've already imagined everything.

Go on then. Tell me.

We'll take over your father's room.

That's a bad start.

Father will never give it up.

Why?w

Think about it.

That's where Mother died.

Since she died,

nothing has been moved.

All right, then, we'll use yours.

I'll fix it up real nice.

I'll have it papered in blue -

it goes well with my hair.

Then there's the furniture.

Between the windows

I'll put

Aunt Zo's chest of drawers.

It's very old

and worth a lot of money.

On the other side...y

What is it?

It's a ship sounding its horn

so it doesn't have a collision.

It must be a big ship.

What are we going to put

across from the chest of drawers?

Our bed.

Monsieur Brun...

I'm putting down a king.

Another?

- I do it all the time.

- That could seem odd.

Not odd, but difficult.

You admit you're cheating?

Yes. But since you can't detect it,

it's all right.

Then I may as well pay at once.

As you like.

What does it come to?

That will be 24 francs.

That hat suits you.

And here's two francs

for the waiter.

I'll give it to him later.

Well, good-bye, Monsieur Brun.

See you tomorrow.

Don't tell anyone

Escartefigue is a cuckold!

He's not here.

Where there's Fanny, there's Marius.

Sorry to disturb you.

Marius, I must talk to you.

Go on.

Marius has no secrets from me.

Listen, Marius, I wanted to say...

Say it in front of me, or go.

All right. I'm sorry, I'm sure.

I'll wait for you

in front of your bar.

Good night, lovebirds.

That's a nuisance.

He'll know I haven't gone home to sleep.

You can say he missed you.

He's bound to tell everyone.

I'd better get rid of him at once.

- You'll tell me everything?

- Of course.

Hurry up. I'll wait.

Hurry up! The mate

of the Malaisie wants to see you.

Come on.

All the time I've been here,

you've said you wanted to go.

I've had to send

an injured man to the hospital.

I gave the captain your papers,

and now you want to back out.

You should have said so sooner.

I can't go.r

I'll never trust a Marseillais again.

I need more courage to stay than go.

I'll say- shifting bottles!

- I bet it's on account of a girl.

- It's Fanny.

That cockle girl?

She's nice enough,

but there are girls the world over.

Are you that badly smitten?

- I have to stay.

- Why?

I owe it to her.

Plenty of men wouldn't give a damn.

It's up to you,

but you'll live to regret it.

Never more than now.

He's desperate to go.

I'd do anything to go.

I'm desperate to go,

but we can't always do what we want.

It's no use insisting.n

Then I'll offer the job to Chevalier.

I'll come to the bar tomorrow

at 11:
00 to say good-bye.

That lad is going to cry every night.

Where's Chevalier?

Wait. Don't look for him.s

You said he'd cry every night.

Do you really think he will?

Listen, young lady,r

it's obvious

the lad won't always be happy.

You saw how he cried.

You're destroying his life.

Be quiet!

Could you wait till tomorrow morning

to replace him?

Why?

He might go.

Whatever you do,

he'll refuse to go now.

Come to the bar tomorrow at 10:00.

But don't tell him you saw me.

Go, hurry!

Where were you?

What did Piquoiseau want?

He just wanted some money.

I gave him some.

Promise you'll never love

another woman.

You know I won't.

I'll never love another woman.

You say you pity her.

Since last night,

you've had plenty of time for that.

It's 9:
00.

Time you had pity on your father.

What is this?

I can't believe it.

Oh, good God!.

Csar.!

Here... look at that.

You recognize that belt?e

Did Marius have an accident?

He deserves to, the bastard.

Though anyone else

would have been worse.

They must get married at once.

Sit down. What's wrong?

I went to Aix

as I do every Wednesday.

- You go to Aix every Wednesday?

- To see my sister.

I didn't take the train back

because Monsieur Amourdedieu

gave me a lift.

When I arrived home,

what did I find?

A bottle, two glasses...

and that belt on a chair.

Who'd have thought it?

Though a belt means nothing.

It made my blood run cold.

I ran to Fanny's room

and opened the door.

Holy Virgin, what have I done?

My goodness.

What did they say?

I was so ashamed.i

I left without a sound.

Marius, that's going a bit far.

What have you done, my son?

He's a real rascal.

She's only 18.

She'll end up like her Aunt Zo.

How can you say that about Fanny?

It doesn't encourage me

to give my consent.

Don't cry, Honorine.

We'll think of something.

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Marcel Pagnol

Marcel Pagnol (French: [maʁsɛl paɲɔl]; 28 February 1895 – 18 April 1974) was a French novelist, playwright, and filmmaker. Regarded as an auteur, in 1946, he became the first filmmaker elected to the Académie française. Although his work is less fashionable than it once was, Pagnol is still generally regarded as one of France's greatest 20th-century writers and is notable for the fact that he excelled in almost every medium—memoir, novel, drama and film. more…

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