Tatie Danielle Page #5
- Year:
- 1990
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Armpits.
I'm here to see Mrs Billard.
I'm Sandrine Vonnier.
Ready? Off it comes.
I always wear gloves,
I'm allergic to cleaning products.
Everything's very straightforward
but I'll write it all down.
I'll make a list of what Auntie eats.
She's quite fussy.
- Fine.
- I bought 50 cans of dog food.
- I'm not a very doggy person.
- You're really a life-saver.
He's very sweet,
you'll grow fond of him.
This is your room. Is the cupboard
big enough for your things?
Everything I own fits in one suitcase.
This is the toilet.
My room's on the right.
My aunt's room is at the end.
I'll introduce you.
I warn you,
she's unpredictable.
This is Miss Vonnier,
Jean-Pierre told you about her.
Good afternoon, Ma'am.
- "Miss". You can call her Sandrine.
- So they're dumping me on you?
She's experienced
and she'll take good care of you.
- Won't you?
- Of course.
We'll see.
We'll leave you now.
Yes, show her around.
See you tomorrow.
Goodbye, Miss.
What do you think?
Morning!
It's eight o'clock. Wake up.
- Come on, wake up.
- I don't want to get up.
You don't want to get up.
No problem.
As you wish.
See you later.
I'm late.
The shops are closed
for holidays and your dog's slow.
You don't mind a late lunch?
Even if I did, I have no choice.
And secondly, it's not my dog.
Could I have a glass of water?
You don't expect me
to eat in the kitchen?
Yes, but it's no problem
if you don't want to.
I got meatballs. Is that OK?
Couldn't be better...
I can't abide them.
I'll show her who's boss.
I'm hungry.
- Should've eaten your lunch.
- I wasn't hungry.
That's a shame.
You'll eat better tonight.
You've got a cheek.
You're paid to look after me.
But not to be driven round the bend.
You've got cakes in your room.
You can nibble on those
to pass the time.
Lazy good-for-nothing.
- Going out?
- For a little walk.
- Shall I come with you?
- No.
Your niece said
you don't go out alone.
She has no authority.
I do as I please.
Have fun.
Breakfast is ready.
I'll do your room.
Not again!
What is it this time?
I'm thirsty.
I want some sugar water.
Don't you piss enough as it is?
Look how she talks to me!
I'm going shopping.
- What are you doing?
- Nothing.
Just taking the money
you nicked from my pocket.
I need it for the shopping.
Won't be long.
She's a sow, that woman!
I don't believe it!
Get out!
It's already disgusting enough!
Have you seen the toilet?
What do you take me for?
But that's what you're paid for.
Cry and you'll piss less.
Is it swollen?
It hurts. She slapped me.
A woman of my age.
No one's ever dared to hit me.
I didn't even dirty the toilet.
No, it wasn't me.
It's after nine o'clock.
And she's not back yet.
She's a monster!
Sh*t, the dog.
I hate him.
Would you? You're an angel.
I'll make dinner.
I'm scared. She's brought a man back!
You're sleeping.
Do you want some dinner?
- I'm not hungry.
- Good night.
This is Michael, a friend.
- He slept over.
- I see.
I don't understand.
He wants to visit
the chateaux on the Loire.
I'll get the post.
That's not what we said.
I wouldn't have had it repaired.
Where am I going to get 7,300 francs?
My car's a clapped-out old banger!
I don't have it.
You're just a crook, that's all.
I'm not insulting you.
I'm just telling you how I see it.
That's enough! Goodbye!
- What do you want?
- I'm thirsty.
You know where the tap is.
- Why are you shouting?
- I've been done by a dodgy mechanic.
My old banger needed a small repair
and he's charging me 7,300 francs.
Where would I get that kind of money?
I just won't pick up the car.
- Any dirty laundry?
- My nightie and two hankies.
- Your sheets?
- No, not today.
That's progress.
I can pay for the repair.
Don't even think of it. It's too much.
- I have my pension.
- Pension?
- You've never worked in your life.
- I have!
- My colonel's widow's pension.
- What about your family?
It's nothing to do with them.
I do as I like with my pension.
I gave them my house.
And got no thanks.
- To "Gassot Bros. Garage".
- Double s?
That's right.
I'll go right away. It's quite far.
That's all there is, I'm afraid.
I had no time to shop.
Never mind.
- Where's the car?
- It's parked round the corner.
What you did was very kind.
- I was glad to.
- How will I pay you back?
Can you cut this up for me?
Don't worry about paying it back.
It's a gift.
It's my money.
I don't have to answer to anyone.
It's the first present I've ever had.
I can't believe it.
I was a bit rough the other day,
but you asked for it.
You were a bit rough.
Don't do it again.
I can't abide kisses,
but my heart's in it.
I can't abide them either.
Do you fancy going for a drive?
- You don't mind if I call you Danielle?
- No, I don't mind.
Are we going for that drive, then?
- That dog is such a pea-brain!
- Just like his masters.
It's OK. She apologized.
We're going for a drive in our car!
- Who are you talking to?
- No one.
- Shall we go?
- Let's go.
That dog stinks. It's disgusting.
Go away!
It makes me tired.
I'd rather look at the pictures.
- Doesn't it work?
- Something's stuck.
Must be the shutter release.
It's an old camera but I love it.
- You like photography?
- I love it.
- I'll show you my photos.
- Where are they?
At my friend Nicole's.
I've done mainly portraits.
I'd like to do landscapes
but I'd have to travel.
I'll do it when I've saved some money.
A postcard.
- Too hot for me.
I can't abide the heat either.
You know what we should do?
Go away for a couple of days,
not too far.
Somewhere nice and cool.
But we can't, anyway.
We've got the dog.
So we have.
Out you go.
Go on. Walkies.
He's so stupid.
Go on, out you go...
- What about the collar?
- Sh*t, you're right!
- You didn't move?
- No.
- You sat in the car for two hours?
- Yes.
I told you to go to a caf.
You're as stubborn as a mule!
It was OK. I bought a little cake.
Little? Top marks for appetite
but you're not allowed sugar.
- I've got to die of something.
- I suppose you're right.
- Is that Michael's hotel?
- Yes.
Something wrong?
Something's wrong.
- Michael's leaving on Sunday.
- You knew he'd leave.
I'm just not over the moon about it.
- Plenty more fish in the sea.
- What do you know?
You've got an appetite.
- You're not eating?
- I've got a knot in my stomach.
He hasn't even phoned, the pig.
He'll phone.
This is for you.
You're mad, keep your jewellery.
- It's for you.
- It'll upset your family.
I want you to have it.
Thanks.
She's sad, but she liked the present.
It was a good idea.
The American's off. Good riddance.
I'm going to wash.
I'm going to wash.
Can I come in?
- That was my American.
- I gathered.
- When's he leaving?
- Tomorrow night.
We'd like to take the car
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