War of the Buttons Page #4

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- Great! I'm not hungry anyway.

Not hungry...

there must be a girl involved.

A girl? Him? Even the chickens

run away from him.

Good morning!

Good morning!

Let me help.

They swelled from moisture.

That's it.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

Wait a minute!

Sorry for last evening.

I could not speak.

It does not matter.

I've already forgotten everything.

You will still be stylish.

This is very old.

From my time in Paris.

You wore it when I came to see you.

You never came to see me.

- I did so.

You worked on Cambon street, 5.

I did not dare to enter

such a luxurious shop!

When you came out,

there was a young man.

He took you by the hand.

I never wrote back.

I figured you would understand, I guess.

I wanted something different.

Another life.

Sometimes I am moved

by complicated forces around me.

I cannot live in the past.

The point in the end?

The point is another subject.

Why can't I participate?

- You're too small.

This is a diversionary raid.

Into enemy territory.

Some people might not make it back.

You're just trying to scare

me. But due to the fact

That Im so small they

might not even notice me.

Well... Camus because he

is 2nd strongest after me.

Le crique because he is smartest.

And the brothers Gibus

because they are the brothers Gibus.

And you, Bacaille?

- Your stuff is pointless.

Are you saying that Im a coward.

Not a coward, just cautious.

- No problem.

You simply pay a special tax.

Tax?

- Tax for cowards.

Lebrac and I have been thinking.

We want a fair and egalitarian society.

What does 'egalitarian' mean?

The rich stay home and pay the

poor peanuts to go and fight on the front.

A true democracy.

Rate:
two slices of ham

and four sausages.

If my father caught me, he would beat me,

and I would run badly.

Let it solve itself. That's the law

of the republic. - I just wanted to say.

Go!

This republic of yours sucks!

Long live the king!

Look, someone's moving.

Saturday was laundry day in Velron.

We'll show them who the slap c*cks are.

Give me the binoculars, I want to see.

And the adults, too?

No mercy. Everything off.

Buttons, buttons! One more time!

Buttons, buttons! One more time...

let's go! Now!

Not bad.

Not bad?

- Yes, these are our spoils of war.

Where should we hide them?

- Somewhere in our territory.

And let's build a fort?

- Immediately. And a big one. Everyone.

If you do it yourself

it will take forever.

- If we work together, we

will finish it in no time.

We will do it, Camus.

- It was my idea!

Of course! I'm proud of you.

Thank you, general!

Hey, everyone, I have to go.

I have something I have to do.

What are you doing?

Can I come up?

- Do you know how to fly?

Almost.

You're crazy!

It's like Errol Flynn in 'robin hood. '

Have you seen that movie?

I've never been to the movies.

This Errol Flynn - Is he cute?

Yeah, I guess.

- Yeah he is -Just like me.

Wow what a pretense!

I'll grab a towel.

What were you doing?

Writing in my diary.

- Can I read it?

A diary is secret!

You girls are strange.

A diary is secret.

- Yes.

So you write about me?

- Why would I?

I don't know...

just like that.

Yes, it's Murielle Balin.

I like her. She has class.

Before the war, every week I

Went with my parents

to the 'Gourmont-Palace' in Paris.

Aren't you from Rennes?

I've never been to Brittany.

- Then why did you say that?

Don't you understand yet?

I'd have to wear a star.

- A star?

Are you a Jew?

Females are referred to as Jewesses.

And you're a fool.

I did not know those things.

Do you have any objections?

- I do not know.

I've never seen Jewish women.

Well, only one time in the village.

Violet! It's time for dinner!

- I'm coming.

You have to go.

It's a secret. If you betray me,

we can never see each other again.

I won't say anything. They could

torture me and I still wouldn't squeal!

It's funny, my aunt is named violet.

It's not my real name.

My name is Miriam.

Are you coming?

- In a minute. Five seconds!

Miriam... violet...

can I tell my gang,

that we're going together?

Actually, Im already engaged.

Careful now!

Pliers!

The fort is still forbidden to girls?

- Not all.

You fell in love with the blonde?

- Until I met the brunette.

You come here every Thursday?

- Every time our parents drink.

So, every day.

Do you have a tape measure?

A plumb line?

No.

This is bad.

How can you build a straight fort?

How do you think?

My father- He's an architect.

He designs houses.

We know who your father is.

Are you in back?

My uncle was a mason.

I'll take his tools.

I will teach you how to handle them.

- With a girl bossing us?

Shall I tell you to bend

over and clasp behind

Your knees while I

shove a tool up your ass?

We're going to get wood.

Do not lie.

Bacaille began with my parents,

because of what you said.

You're crazy!

I didn't say anything!

- Do not worry.

You're safe. There are no krauts.

- Don't be afraid.

I just wish this war ended

and I could see my parents again.

And I would pay money

to get rid of mine.

How can you say that?

Wait a minute!

In any case...

I would go crazy here.

You should understand me.

I'm a city girl.

You like to climb trees and sit

on top of roofs. - Yes, like a monkey!

What are you doing?

- Climbing a tree.

The only thing I know

how to do according to you.

You're really stupid!

- You and your whole gang of braggarts.

I get all the girls I want.

Blondes!

- Sure. Why not?

Take the path of least resistance!

I tell you right now:. I hit

you right there on your head!

Stop it!

Stop it! Or Ill leave!

- You asked for it!

In September, you will go and

apprentice in leather-Working!

Eventually, you will be

able to provide for yourself.

I love money! What do you think?

But I will be free! Free!

You know you do not know

what freedom is!

Well, what?

Well, on the bright side,

- More than three pounds.

not bad.

Radio, leaflets.

Everything we asked for.

Quite a bit different from

our old hunting rifles.

Exactly what is needed

for a thorough job.

If you can understand everything.

Hold on.

I'll give you a crash-Course.

Ah, we should have had that with us

at bois-Villiers for that kraut patrol.

Shut up about it.

The dead do not return.

That's Pythagoras.

Leave us alone, georgette.

I put your lunch in your backpack.

What are you looking at?

I'm sorry for what happened yesterday.

When Im an apprentice,

Ill send you all the money.

If need be.

I'm going.

I will never understand that boy.

It is always either black or

white with him. Is he really mine?

Quiet, please.

I wanted to ask.

Who was Pythagoras?

Who told you about him?

No one. I'm just asking.

Do not waste time.

It's not in the curriculum.

We now own...

Here, I have it. It's not damaged.

Did you at least read it?

- Of course.

On Thursday we move into the fort, and...

- And?

I was wondering if you wanted to come.

Is it comfortable enough for me?

I want to show you something.

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