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Synopsis: A semi-fictional account of Henri Charrière's time in the penal system in French Guyana - some of it spent on infamous Devil's Island - is presented. It's the early 1930s. Charrière - nicknamed Papillon because of his butterfly tattoo - and Louis Dega are two among many who have been convicted in the French judicial system, they now being transferred to French Guyana where they will serve their time, never to return to France even if they are ever released. A safe-cracker by criminal profession, Papillon is serving a life sentence for murdering a pimp, a crime for which he adamantly states he was framed. Dega is a wealthy counterfeiter, who expects his well-to-do wife eventually to get him released. On Papillon's initiative, Papillon and Dega enter into a business arrangement: Papillon will provide protection for Dega, while Dega will finance Papillon's escape attempt. As Papillon and Degas' time together lasts longer than either expects, their burgeoning friendship ends up being an im
Production: Twentieth Century Fox Home Entertainment
  Nominated for 1 Oscar. Another 2 wins & 1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
8.0
Rotten Tomatoes:
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R
Year:
1973
151 min
2,739 Views


But there's one thing you forgot.

You may have been framed,

as you say you were...

...but I wasn't.

Between the two of us...

...I'm the one who's killed a man, not you.

Okay.

It's tonight during the concert.

I'll be there. I have to.

I'm serving refreshments.

I think you ought to go with us, Louis.

-You ought to.

-Thank you.

But my wife is arranging for my release.

The letter from her is overdue.

Listen to me.

If your wife was here and you were in Paris

with all that money...

...how much would you pay

to get her back?

Everything I have.

And how much would she pay

to get you back?

That's why you should run.

Now, Louis, while you've got a chance.

But I have a chance without running.

Me, they can kill...

...you, they own.

Goodbye.

Good luck.

Clusiot!

Clusiot!

Halt!

Dega, you bastard!

-Guard!

-Shut up!

Guard!

Guard!

Guard!

Pull!

Pull!

Pull!

Let's go.

Where's Clusiot?

A guard got him.

Let's go.

Here! Here!

-Where's the other one?

-Right here.

Just a little twist.

Come on, come on.

There's your boat over there.

Fr 3,000.

You'd better check her out,

see if she's okay.

Come on. I'm in a hurry.

Let's go! Let's go!

I wouldn't use those guns if you don't want

the man hunters down on you.

I put two gallons of rum aboard.

Send me a postcard

when you get to Honduras.

Let's have a drink of that rum.

Why, this...

...goddamn boat's no good.

Look at it! I'll kill that bastard!

The son of a b*tch is made of kindling.

So is my leg.

I didn't twist my ankle, I fractured it.

You broke your leg?

Why didn't you say something?

I had the unworthy suspicion

you might leave me behind.

You're goddamn right I would have.

It's broken, all right.

We've got to set this.

I need your help.

I presume it'll be painful.

You bet it will.

I ask you to remember that

that's my money that's sinking...

...and that I'm here out of an act

of unnatural heroism...

...which prevented a guard

from shooting you.

He probably would have

missed me anyway.

Now relax.

-What?

-Relax.

You're at the wrong end.

It'll only last a couple minutes.

-Jesus!

-Hold him above the knee.

Ready?

That finishes it.

How'd you do that?

We've all got our sensitive spots.

What happened?

He found a sensitive spot

you didn't know you had.

Move and you're dead.

Turn around.

Throw that gun out in front of you.

You know I get Fr 200 for one of these.

I wouldn't want to lose it.

Turn around.

You and two others broke out

of Saint Laurent last night, didn't you?

That's right.

The others are at the boat?

That's right.

And the boat's no good.

Not worth a damn.

Been expecting you.

Come on.

Don't shoot. It's okay.

Caught these two man hunters asleep

just before sunup.

They've been hanging around

for two days waiting on ya.

Each time he sells that boat,

it's in worse shape than the last time.

You like this?

Oh, very much.

I did too, at the time, but I was drunk.

Here, take this.

Cut yourself some bamboo

from around here...

...and lash it together with sailcloth.

I'll be back around sunset.

I'll tow you up river to Pigeon Island.

You can get a boat there,

if you've got enough money.

If you haven't got enough money

they'll probably kill ya.

It doesn't matter much to them.

They're all lepers.

Noisy son of a b*tch.

Do dogs carry leprosy?

Well...

...the hell with it.

You better take this--

I don't want to fight these people.

I just want to try to talk them

out of a boat.

Who are you?

Escaped prisoner, Papillon.

Where are the other two?

They're down on the beach.

One's got a broken ankle.

Come in.

You have two rifles.

That's right.

And you want a boat.

That's right.

But you're short of money.

That's right, too.

Why don't you have the courtesy

to look at me when you speak?

We do a lot of smuggling here.

We raid the mainland. We steal boats.

When an outsider comes in...

...we generally kill him,

as a security measure.

That makes sense.

Well...

...a man of Christian understanding.

Do you like cigars?

When I can get 'em.

Try this one.

How did you know I have dry leprosy,

that it isn't contagious?

I didn't.

In normal weather you should

sight Honduras in three and a half...

...maybe four weeks.

When you get there,

you'll need some money.

We passed the hat.

Take it, it's disinfected.

If you're going to catch leprosy, it's better

to catch it from money than from people.

Take it.

All we use it for is gambling...

...bringing in women lepers from Albina.

We've always got enough for that.

Hurry up. Get on board,

you'll miss the tide.

Goodbye.

Honduras.

My leg! Get it off my leg!

It's on my leg!

Goddamn it!

All right, come on.

Come on, one more.

-I'm already so drunk I can't think.

-Yeah.

That's what I want.

I want you to put this between your teeth.

It's going to hurt you, Louis.

If you want to yell, yell.

I certainly will.

-I fooled you.

-What?

I fooled you, didn't l?

One moment, please, seores.

What do you want, Sergeant?

Identification. Who are you?

We're fishermen. Our friend here--

Goddamn it, we...

...we made it!

Amigo.

Por favor.

Those bastards trussed me up like a pig.

Trackers!

Show your papers, please.

Por favor.

Seor...

Dinero, por favor.

What was your crime?

Murder.

I wasn't guilty.

I've never killed anybody in my life.

If you did regain your freedom,

what would you do with it?

I haven't had much time

to think about that.

If you are a thief or a murderer,

by morning...

...you might have stolen

everything we have.

These are mine. They were a gift.

You keep 'em, until I leave.

Are you awake?

Yes, ma'am.

If you are sinful, you have made amends

by feeding half the poor in Santa Marta.

If you are truly not sinful,

you have nothing to fear.

God will watch over you.

Your five years in solitary confinement

are at an end.

You've paid part of your debt to France.

Papi.

I'm free.

That's the only way off Devil's Island.

We try to take things easy here.

The sharks and the tide do

the real guard work...

...so it's live and let live...

...unless you make trouble.

That one's empty.

You might as well take it.

But watch yourself around the other huts.

Someone might take you for a poacher

and kill you.

How dare you sit there!

This bench belongs to Captain Dreyfus!

Who are you to sit on that bench?

Nobody.

That's right. Nobody.

Do you know who I am?

Dega?

Dega!

Dega.

Dega!

Louis.

Louis.

I wish you hadn't come here.

Are you fond of crayfish?

Good.

You really think so?

Best I've had in years.

Did you hear about my wife?

She married my attorney,

or else he married her...

...although actually,

it doesn't really matter.

I mean, it all works out to the same thing,

don't you think?

Well, I have not heard from her in about--

It is nice here, isn't it?

You've made it nice, Louis.

Really nice.

It's funny...

...you and me ending up here.

We're the only ones left.

Do you ever wonder about it?

No.

I do.

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Dalton Trumbo

James Dalton Trumbo (December 9, 1905 – September 10, 1976) was an American screenwriter and novelist who scripted many award-winning films including Roman Holiday, Exodus, Spartacus, and Thirty Seconds Over Tokyo. One of the Hollywood Ten, he refused to testify before the House Un-American Activities Committee (HUAC) in 1947 during the committee's investigation of communist influences in the motion picture industry. He, along with the other members of the Hollywood Ten and hundreds of other industry professionals, was subsequently blacklisted by that industry. His talents as one of the top screenwriters allowed him to continue working clandestinely, producing work under other authors' names or pseudonyms. His uncredited work won two Academy Awards: for Roman Holiday (1953), which was given to a front writer, and for The Brave One (1956) which was awarded to a pseudonym of Trumbo's. When he was given public screen credit for both Exodus and Spartacus in 1960, this marked the beginning of the end of the Hollywood Blacklist for Trumbo and other screenwriters. He finally was given full credit by the Writers' Guild for all his achievements, the work of which encompassed six decades of screenwriting. more…

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