Populaire Page #3
She needs more speed and stamina.
She's aware of that.
She's still under the French record.
Perhaps her coach should tell her
her exact scores.
She should trust him.
And you should show her more respect.
She's a champion now.
Good.
Very good.
Louis must be proud of you.
He never compliments me.
He thinks you'll go far.
But he's nervous
about losing face in front of Bob.
I know.
It's a game between the two of them.
You know what men are like.
I hope they're not all the same.
You're a curious creature.
Who's your type of guy?
One who sees me as his equal.
What else?
One who's older than me,
but doesn't pretend to be young.
A man who's driven and demanding,
but not too sure of himself either.
It's kind of cute, the tortured type.
Smoking's fine,
but he should cut down...
Who should?
Nobody.
Nobody in particular.
You've been gone months.
Who'd leave you a message?
My father.
He doesn't have my address and...
If he calls, I'll mention
the kind of life you lead.
You think people don't know
about Echard and you?
Where did you go after work?
I got home before you.
You've been acting strange all day.
Stranger than usual.
I'm tired, that's all.
You remembered.
Thank you, Mr Echard.
Happy birthday, pumpkin.
That's a pair of lungs!
See? Running's helped you.
I made it myself.
It's very original.
Look.
Go on.
Type something.
I won't see anything. It's bonkers!
On the contrary.
You'll learn to touch type,
a real advantage over your rivals.
You really don't understand women.
You're a spoiled child.
I spent hours on it.
I did it for you!
You made it for Bob, for Marie,
for the whole wide world,
but not for me!
We should do this more often.
I don't feel like talking.
Leave the talking to me.
One day...
It's just that Rose...
She thinks she's being used,
but I'm doing it all for her.
Her talent deserves to be recognised.
She has no idea of her gift.
She's made incredible progress...
Look who it is.
Where've you been hiding, sugar?
Echard is back!
Bottoms up!
I'M VERY SORRY
Come in.
We should take a break.
It'll do us both good.
Christmas is coming.
You need time with your family.
Who'll help you decorate the tree?
My parents, brothers and their wives
will take up every room.
I'll sleep on the couch.
Tell them I'm your housekeeper.
I can't go to my father's.
All the more reason.
It's the perfect time to make peace.
Sweet dreams, pumpkin.
I didn't expect to see you!
Your dad's at Maurice's
for Christmas Eve.
I can get you a lift.
I doubt Maurice
will be pleased to see me.
Dad kept it all this time?
He keeps saying
he wishes he never ordered it.
I have to go.
I'm cooking for the whole family.
I'm so happy to see you
and so proud of you.
Can you believe your life?
Everything a modern girl dreams of.
I have everything
a modern girl dreams of, Mum.
It's complicated enough
just being a girl.
Typing fast is my only talent.
I liked it at first.
It kept me from thinking.
I'm less clumsy when I don't think.
It feels good.
But it doesn't last long.
It's not something you can share.
With anybody.
Itjust makes you even more weird.
People don't really look at me.
For them, I'm too weird to love.
Even for Dad.
Even for Louis.
It's not that hard
to see I'm just like anyone else.
You managed it.
Why did you have to be the only one?
I'm sorry to barge in like this.
I didn't know where else to go.
Not spending Christmas with Louis?
He asked me
to move out for a night.
What a jerk!
He rarely sees his family.
Mr Taylor's right.
I thought about the hostel,
but my bike has a puncture.
I'll never get to Lisieux
in this weather.
Darling, the car keys, please.
Repainting clients' fences.
Why not work for free?
He's running a business,
not a charity.
Grateful clients are important.
Grateful because you do a good job,
not play to the crowd.
We're small but close to people.
People?
People won't respect you for it.
- Expecting visitors, pumpkin?
- No.
Marie!
What a lovely surprise!
- Where's Bob?
- Hello, everybody!
And the kids?
They send their love.
I have to get back.
I just drove the young lady over.
Will you tell them or shall I?
Allow me to introduce Rose Pamphyle,
Louis's fiance.
And you don't tell us?
Knucklehead!
- This is completely...
- Impolite!
- It's his job to pick up his girl.
- Dad.
- He's so shy!
- Mum.
Merry Christmas! I have to run!
- Rose!
- Come in.
Nice to meet you.
Welcome.
You kept that quiet.
How long
have you been seeing each other?
- Not long.
- Almost a year.
It's almost a year
since I joined the firm.
Louis took forever to ask me out.
- Worried he was too old for me.
- I never said that.
I'm ten years younger, pumpkin,
and we've been together 40 years.
If there's love, age doesn't matter.
When's the wedding?
Notjust yet.
- I'd rather we take our time.
- That's all you do, take your time.
You'll regret it if the Americans land
and one marries me before you do.
Easy on the wine, honey,
or you'll regret it.
It's the Van Gogh bottle!
To my idiot son's lost fortune!
Georges!
Only he'd miss a godsend like that.
AVan Gogh!
It had to be this nitwit
who took over the firm.
If it was Leonard or Lucien...
Here we go.
Believe me, business would be booming.
It's no surprise they didn't take over.
They know you too well.
Your son's brilliant!
You'd notice
if you stopped running him down.
"It's important to be the best."
What nonsense!
You've got some nerve!
How beautiful, a woman in love.
Welcome to the family.
Cheers!
Hold on tight, honey.
The first thing I'll do
before our wedding night is redecorate.
I'll get Marie for this.
Calm down.
Was it so bad
being my fianc for a night?
You're rambling, my girl.
I'm your girl now, am I?
Chic!
I'll take the couch.
We're not married yet.
Louis!
I'll fight like mad to be champion.
Daddy-in-law will eat his hat,
he'll be so proud of you.
I'll bet against her again,
no problem.
The real question is,
do you have the guts?
Double or nothing.
Where is she?
Who?
Your fiance.
You've nothing to be proud of.
You're an idiot, not bringing her.
I love that girl!
You're not alone.
It took days to calm Mother down.
She's crazy about Rose.
- You're jealous!
- Not at all.
You want to keep her for yourself.
Don't you?
Rose is free.
You make it sound like we're lovers.
You see?
I told you nothing's happened.
You bet on me?
She likes you.
And you like her.
Stop meddling in my life!
If I'd listened to you a year ago,
she'd be back home.
She must focus on the nationals.
I'll put the world at her feet, dammit.
You have so much pride,
you only want a world champion.
Nobody's good enough for you.
Cut out the psychology books.
It's not your thing.
She'll never be French champion,
and she'll wind up an old maid.
Double.
G:
I look horrible.
I can't compete like this.
There are worse, believe me.
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