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Don't cry, Madame Rosa

Dear brothers and sisters

I thank you with all my heart for

giving me my greatest joy ever

The feast was held in the workshop,

on long boards resting on trestles

The gaiety was still

a little reserved...

...after the morning's emotion

But a jolly, tipsy Rivet was giving

his speech for the fourth time

Ladies...

...I want to thank you

Again?

- You've done it

- You can never thank people enough

That's why I want to thank you

for coming...

...to our little family party

And for bringing with you...

...your beauty and youth

How sweet

- We have to go

- Not yet. I must thank you

Thank you for thanking us,

but we must catch the 3.55

No, never

As long as I'm alive you won't

take the 3.55

After coffee, there's a nip of brandy

And then another one

And then dinner

No dinner and no brandy. They'd

never forgive us closing for two days

- I understand, but...

- What?

I must thank you

Do it later, while these ladies

get ready

Everybody down here in five minutes

Come on, Madame Louise

Watch your manners, Madame Flora

Take it with you. You can eat it

on the cart later

Flora, don't take your clothes off.

Get dressed

Forgive me, but if we want to

be at the station on time...

Hurry up, Joseph

Hitch up the cart

Yes, I'll hitch up

Madame Rosa!

I want to thank you...

Madame Rosa...

...I wanted to thank you

Come here, Joseph. Do you hear?

I'm telling you

Listen to your sister

What a rascal

Joseph, I order you to come here

I'm ashamed of you. Joseph,

will you listen to me?

Come on, it's a family occasion

Shame on you

Come on, Julia. I didn't

do anything wrong

Can't I even thank her?

I didn't mean any harm

- What have you done now?

- Me? Nothing

You were with Madame Rosa?

Well, yes. I went to thank her.

They've all been so kind

I'm going to hitch up the cart

Tell me, Marie, it was a nice

family occasion, wasn't it?

It's a shame to hitch up now

Is that the time?

I must hitch up

They started their journey home...

...pulled by the lively little horse

A stunning light flooded the fields

covered in flowers

The ladies couldn't resist

How I regret my rounded arms...

...my slender legs

and passing charms

My soul was always faithful

But I do know one thing

Unless God calls me to Him...

...my confessor will know nothing

How I regret

my rounded arms...

...my slender legs...

Listen, Madame Rosa

When I came up to your room earlier,

I was a bit drunk and excited

Please forgive me

Come on, let's not miss the train

Raphale, Fernande, hurry up

We won't miss it

Raphale, mind your ankles

with those high heels

Aren't they lovely?

Let's go

- What a pity. We could have had fun

- There's a time for everything

The train isn't leaving, is it?

Not without you

There's room up there

Here we are, Joseph

I'm sad to see you leave

All aboard!

I might come up next month

If you like, but you won't get up to

any mischief, will you? 'Bye, then

See you soon

See you soon, Madame Rosa

That night the lantern was lit,

announcing the flock's return...

...and the news spread in a flash

Young Philippe was kind enough...

...to warn Tourneveau,

the fish curer

- A sailor with a letter for Monsieur

- Bad news?

No, he looks happy

- Monsieur Tourneveau, fish curer?

- Yes. You have a letter for me?

What is it?

Read for yourself

"Come quickly. Ship returned

to port. Fish found"

Good. My coat and hat

You hadn't mentioned a lost ship

I didn't want to worry you

My napkin. Good night

The ladies are back?

I can't believe it

- Who is it?

- Tourneveau

The ladies are back?

- Where's Madame?

- In her study

Hello, Raphale. Did it go well?

Yes, it was a real holiday

- Where's Madame?

- In her study

I'm so glad to see you

Come in

I'm so glad to see you

I'm really grateful you came back.

It would have been a sad week

I was getting bored

Where did you take your fish?

- I mean your flock

- To the country

The ladies will tell you.

They're still moved by it all

In the meantime, the champagne

is on me

Frdric, ten bottles of champagne

for Monsieur Tourneveau

Here comes the champagne

- How much?

- Ten francs a bottle

- It's gone up again?

- For you, six francs then

- How kind

- We don't celebrate everyday

- If you were as generous in love...

- Why not?

You'd agree?

- Today I want everyone to be happy

- I can't believe my ears

Frdric, I want flowers everywhere

The evening was turning into

a ball, a real celebration

A wave of pure joy

washed through the house

People were still dancing

at midnight

You've seen pleasure and purity

coming together

'The Mask' related the battle

between pleasure and love

Now we'll see pleasure battle death.

Not a physical, but a moral death

It's a little tragic, but it ends

with a marriage

The anecdote is told by a Parisian

columnist to whom I'll lend my voice

Of course it's him. I've known him

for twenty years

Why did he marry that poor woman?

- Out of stupidity, as ever

- Still...

There's no "still" about it.

We're stupid, so we do stupid things

For the couple over there, it all

came about in a strange way

The girl risked everything

I say "risked", but what do I know?

You can never tell with women

They lie without knowing

or understanding it

In spite of this, their feelings are

genuine and their sudden reactions...

...confuse us and turn our plans

upside down

I was there when they first met

Jean Summer hesitated between

different styles, but hated nudes

He didn't know the pretty girl

was a model

He was captivated by

the way she walked...

...her childlike, sensual face,

her slightly gaudy elegance...

...and her divine waist

Her name was Josphine.

It wasn't her fault

She didn't know her fate would be

decided in this gallery

And what a fate!

He fell in love with her

She thought he loved her

with all his soul

What a strange thing

When you love a woman, you think

you can never live without her

Well, he thought he loved her

Endlessly promising to be

forever faithful, he lived with her

Time to eat

Let's take a break

- Do you love me?

- Yes, and you?

- For me, it's over

- I'll kill you

- I'm too young

- I'll kill myself, then

Women always say that

But I'll do it

Concentrate on lunch for now

- What are we having today?

- Lovely fish

Wonderful

Big ones?

- No idea. I haven't opened the tin

- Sardines, then

When you're famous,

we'll have salmon

We'll be too old to enjoy it

Such is life, my love. Old age

and salmon, youth and sardines

- Why do you keep looking at me?

- I never tire of it

You're ravishing and...

And?

And I like you

And you love me, I hope

And I love you

Could you live without me?

I don't think so

You need to be sure

I'm sure

I love what you do

You do the most ordinary things

with extraordinary grace

When you lean over

When you get into a car...

...or raise your arm

When you hold out your hand

When you eat sardines. I've never

seen anyone eat sardines like you

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