Tendres cousines Page #5

No, that's our son

I never knew you had a son

He died

You should have seen

Monsieur Lacroix's hat

on our wedding night.

He was so clumsy

I was no better, I suppose

It had poured.

I've never been so wet

I didn't stop sneezing our

whole wedding night

That better?

There was a fiddler there

No matter what, Monsieur Lacroix

wore his hat

He danced with it on

And so I said - we were

exceedingly polite

"you look like a mushroom

under your hat"

He choked and blushed but the

hat didn't come off

I was certain that he'd sleep

with it on

We got undressed

How cold and humid

the room was

You have a young girl's skin

May I tell you... tonight,

I am worn out

All day, I have chased

the chickens

Any news in your letters?

The offensive is imminent

General Comelle sends his

best regards

He sent me an officer...

a bright young man

from our region

He knows every hill.

We chat like old pals

Old pals

And what's happened to your

souls now the war has started?

I am worried about them.

They are all deflated

My dear baby... Life here is

terrible

We're all cold and hungry.

But we stand fast

My men have upquestioning

confidence in me

matched by my own. They obey

my ardours... orders

You would be proud of me,

my baby, your...

Poor Charles... He is miserable

He can't handle his men

and they mock him

He is the butt of one joke

after another. Don't tell Claire

And where'll you go, Professor?

America, with any luck. You

know, I still want to live

Ridiculous at my age, no?

No, why?

Well, now it is too late. Old

people get set in their ways

And you're lost

And do you have any plans?

I suppose they'll have to wait

till after the war

It has barely begun

Well, perhaps you could return

to America

Why not?

Anyway, you will be leaving

next week

Why?

Because your room is rented

Monsieur Julien

Julien, come to the table

Monsieur Julien... what

are you doing here?

Playing little Jesus?

I fell asleep

I can see work doesn't agree

with you

Oh, goodness, your shoulders

I hurt all over

Those priests didn't build up

your muscles

you've got a long way to go.

With me, it's different

Here, feel

Don't be scared.

Go ahead, fell it

I might hurt you

You couldnt if you tried

Go on

Don't take it away -

it feels warm

Of course, that's a bit softer

Because it's not for working.

Dont be scared. It doesn't

hurt, you know

Open it if you want

Do it

I know they're hard to unbutton.

You're doing fine

Caress the nipple

Gently

Don't pinch it.

Theyre sensitive

kiss me

Undress me

Undress me

Well, do something.

Don't leave me like this

Would you turn around?

Why? Are you shy?

A little

Hurry

Wait

You're pretty quick

Are you angry?

No. But after this... you

mustn't be so emotional

Its pouring

You're telling me... and

it's the day to clean windows

You can forget windows today

Add some sugar, it'll give

him energy

Last ones of the season

And still no word from our men

Im starting to worry

Here, some brandy.

It'll fortify him

For Julien, the flower there?

Yes. He's delicate,

Monsieur Julien

Its true, he is delicate.

Touched his skin?

He's still a boy. He'll grow

Oh no, today, it's my turn

Go ahead, go be the May Queen

Go find me a plate

Now, 6 and 4 is 10; let's see

one... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7,

Park Place, want it?

If you want to buy it,

you'll have to mortgage

don't want it

Its your turn.

It's getting exciting

Ventnor Avenue

Are you crazy?

Just a little bit

Go ahead

Just a little, come on

Well, just a little

No

Go on, just a little

No

You said you would

Mine. And with a hotel on it

Pay up, you'll have to mortgage.

Bad luck

Served a property tax, pay to

the Treasury 2.000

We won't use that one. Here

Aren't you playing?

What is it?

She's such a bad loser!

Its none of your business

Little sh*t

Don't expect a letter. We're

not pen pals

Don't look at me like that

Ill be' back, I don't intend

going off to war

Write to me, your Aunt Agnes

Now, you be good

Goodbye

Ill come to the station

Answer Julien

He can do what he likes -

I can't stop him

Thank you

Why're you mad at me?

Im your pal

Maybe you think we're friends,

but we're not

Out of her head

What's this thing?

I wondered where I put it.

I use it for exercises

Clementine... I've come to

a decision

Im leaving with you.

Its all decided

If you agree

Ill write my mother when we're

there, explaining my decision

When we arrive... where?

Wherever youre going

I packed a suitcase. I'll

be ready. You'll see

Ill manage all the details

Im sure you will

Please, don't joke.

I can't stand it

Ill never cause you any problem

Im the one who would

cause you problems

Im sick... finished

Yes, I mean it. Im flat broke

Poverty doesn't scare me

You know what it is?

An empty stable is poverty

to you

or a dress you wear

for two seasons.

The real thing you don't know

Here, look

Quite a group

Is that you there? Its you

It was. Where he went, women

used to adore him

But he died penniless

He was always joking

He'd imitate a horse when

I needed cheering up

An alcoholic, a hopeless drunk

This is my husband.

Now he sells door to door

And this one

He's a millionaire

with influence

Will he remember me?

What's wrong? Crying?

Leave her alone

- Who asked you anything?

- What?

What did you dare say?

You heard me

You are completely crazy

Ive heard that before

Don't touch me

Im never going to

You're beneath anything,

you're disgusting

A stupid egoist. You're putrid.

And to think I loved you

I still owe you one

I loved you, you hear?

I had all your letters. I'd find

your hairpin and save it

What a joke

Stop it, Julien...

It hurts

Let me go

Clementine?

She left

Im scared

What do you know? I'm scared too

See that bird?

He can fly across a continent

and never land once

It must be wonderful,

gliding through the sky

Hey... Balloons

Shall we go?

Will you give me the Swiss knife

again?

Yeah sure, baby, sure

Don't speak to me like that

Ok, baby

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