The Visitors: Bastille Day Page #4

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I am speaking in the name of revolution.

- The new owner means the people, of course.

- That's better, Antoine Claude.

It is beautiful here! When I think of that shack

by the swamp where father lived...

- Well, I'm going. - Where?

- I'm going to Paris with a night coach.

Lolotte, we have not even spent

a single night here.

It would be a pity not to use all those beds.

I'll suggest to Marat to write

in the "Friend of the people" about uncle Ignace.

It will be good for me.

I am not doing it for you,

but for the victory of justice.

- Marat will make of him an icon of the revolution.

- Ignace and icon? This is strong stuff.

Citizen, mutiny broke out in jail, and your

uncle with some giant escaped.

- What? - You waited a long time!

- I find him again. Don't change your plans!

Yes. And do not forget to be on Tuesday in Pairis

at dinner with my brother

- And the Committee of Public Safety.

- Dinner with Robespierre is hard to forget.

You too are an Austrian?

You are not responding.

You are conceited.

- I do not know about what.

- Don't let him speak, his breath is putrid.

He does have an accent, not Austrian though.

I am a widow from Lorraine ...

- Shut your trap, you fat pumpkin!

- Damn!

You are right. I have never smelled anything so awful!

Bad luck, gentlemen.

I don't have any fresh horses.

- But I can give you four mules.

- What ?!

We will not exchange a nice horse for a mule!

I will cripple you, you thief!

- Come and repeat it here.

- Whom are you talking to, innkeeper?

Should I punch you, fattie?

Okay, okay, calm down,

this is a misunderstanding.

- Horses are on pasture. I forgot.

- It's about time.

- Punch you.

- It's a madness to have dinner here,

- They will find out we are aristocrats.

- Oh, relax.

Cousin, it is visible that you are an Austrian.

Stay in the carriage.

Your servant will bring you food.

We are on an enemy territory.

Do not worry, lad.

Give me your coat!

This!

- Give him a good price. - 25 sous. It is new.

Welcome to the Golden hunter's carriage, citizens!

Make yourselves comfortable.

Kurt's lackey looks like that servant

who use to rob your husband.

- What was his name?

- Ignace Jacquouillet.

But that's not possible.

Oh no, Philippe sent him to prison.

20 years for stealing half a cubic meter of wood,

he really paid for it.

Where from so late?

You want to be subtle, citizen.

Give me a proper repast!

I'm hungry!

For 25 sous you pay my way, I hope.

- At the table, one does not talk about money.

- I don't see them anymore.

Boil the meat properly,

don't want any worms in it!

- My meat is not spoiled, citizen!

- So roast it properly, girl.

- Citizen.

- Yeah, citizen.

Those townspeople are ugly.

It stinks like escaping.

- Honorine, to the table!

- Yes, madam countess. - Oh, God.

- She must stop calling you countess.

- It's too complicated for her.

Very appetizing, their glass of wine!

We will stuff our faces with it!

Give us three jugs, you old hag!

Hurry!

Get up, rascal!

Go and eat your bread in the cart!

- When I have leftovers, I'll throw them.

- It is so unpleasant to eat with the servants.

- Let her eat with the horses. They don't mind.

- Why doesn't the hag eat in the cart too?

She is serving us.

For that your fingers are too soiled.

It's not fair!

It's also a servant!

I should have stayed with Mrs. Ginette

at the time of the Cadillacs!

Get out or I'll cut your ears off!

Go and collect and horse poop.

- Horse poop? And for what?

- A proper fire.

- They heat really well.

- And we have the explanation.

- What?

- That Austrians are sh*t.

- They use them for fire, they smell like them.

- Robert! We are at the table!

- You! - What are you up ot?

- That's for a proper fire.

As you wish, I will not clean up.

Don't you eat with a fork in Austria?

- Sorry.

- Honorine, water!

Yes, Mrs. Count.... Damn, I can't,

citizen countess.

Silence! Do not talk!

- What is it?

- Nettle soup.

It's horrible. What did you put into it?

Do you have cream?

- No, only goat's milk.

- Did we not say half done omelette?

- It's like wood.

- They don't like anything.

- And that heifer wants to be called a countess.

- We have to report them.

I'll finish my soup and get the gendarmes.

We could get a reward.

Enough. In the pike mix, there is no pike

just some mix.

- But it flows nicely to the throat. No bones.

- Sure, because there is no fish.

- He does not close his mouth when he eats!

- He is an Austrian, darling.

And don't talk at the table unless spoken to.

Horses are ready, sir,

and here is the horse poop for fire.

Catch, taste, yes!

- There is sh*t everywhere!

- We do not want your horse poop!

Out, you!

And take the basket and that snack!

- I will not go! It's cold out there!

- Get a move on!

-You will listen to me!

- It stinks!

I am warning you, the horse poop must be paid.

More cleaning, two sous extra.

Do you think we are idiots?

You robbed us enough already.

We are leaving.

And no paying.

You deserve nothing less.

I have never had such awful food.

- Come on!

- EVERYTHING is wrong. Really great!

Only Kurt stuffed himself,

and now he is warming himself with sh*t.

Kurt? He is an Austrian!

Hands up!

Take this, bastard!

Take this, oaf!

Help! Help!

They crippled my Gaspard!

Hurry up!

Paris, the Franciscan street ...

Gonzague, stop!

Thank you, Hercule.

It seems you triumphed at the meeting, darling.

- I said, the land should go to thevillagers.

- I'm proud of you.

Not that I am worried ...

But when does your husband return?

Tomorrow, what does it matter?

I'll celebrate with you, do not worry.

State! On behalf of the Republic.

Driver, who are these people?

- There was no place inside.

- Why are you staring?

- You look dangerous.

- No, he's not dangerous, handsome.

He is exhausted after the journey.

I see.

- I'll make a mincemeat out of you.

- Shut up, fool!

- What did he say?

- Something ugly, it seems.

- Mutton-heads!

- Enough!

Show us your entry permission!

Here, please.

- Are you a wine merchant?

- Yes.

- And driving from Issoudun.

- Yes. - Yes.

- And there are vineyards?

- Yes, it ...

- There are vineyards, yes.

- We do not know what to do, so many vineyards.

We are simply awash with them.

And this fattie is who?

Him?

It is our barrel maker.

- He works on our barrels.

- And what is he going to do in Paris?

We took him with us.

Because of safety.

What I am going to tell you, eh, citizen?

We will meet with Deputy Malfete.

- Do you know him?

- No. Does anyone know deputy Balfete?

I do not. But I know Brunelin, they executed him yesterday.

- So what?

- It's the only parliamentarian I know.

And this doll is also a businesswoman?

- I never travel without my children.

-You seem too classy for a townswoman.

- Very high wig indeed.

- Sergeant, our letter was signed

by Collot d'Herbois.

Commissioner Collot!

- You know Collot d'Herboise personally?

- A friend of my brother.

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