We're No Angels Page #4

Synopsis: At Christmas, three prisoners - Joseph, Albert and Jules - escape from Devil Island to a French small coastal town. They decide to rob a store, to get some money and clothes and travel by ship to another place. They pretend to be there to fix the roof, but pretty soon they realize that the financial condition of the family Ducotel is not good. Andre Tochard, the selfish and mean owner of the establishment, exploits the family Ducotel. The three convicts spend Christmas night with the Ducotels and are so well treated by the family that they decide to help them. Their pet will help them to fix the situation.
Genre: Comedy, Crime, Romance
Director(s): Michael Curtiz
Production: Paramount Pictures
 
IMDB:
7.5
NOT RATED
Year:
1955
106 min
799 Views


Put Fathers Brown and Riley through.

Thank you, Father.

George!

Stand over here! Not there, here!

Almost home free.

We're almost home free.

Head in the book.

Good day, Fathers.

- Oh, no.

- What?

It's the warden.

No, don't run. It's okay.

We're okay. It's okay.

One more minute, and over we go.

I can't go back to the joint, Ned.

You don't have to. Just read the book.

Father, I'm looking forward

to the procession.

Friends of mine tell me you two are

the authors of some pretty deep books.

You know, it depends on your taste.

I'd like to read them sometime,

if I could.

I think of myself as a good Catholic.

- We'll send you some.

- I did a little writing myself once.

- Did you, now? That's great.

- But I didn't have any luck selling it.

I was just wondering if you just

might have look at this for me...

My goodness!

Did we say our solemn prayer?

- We're busy right now.

- I understand.

Gentlemen, it's all right.

Let them through.

Let them pass, please. Father.

Sheriff, come here.

You instruct your men

to shoot on sight or at my command.

$100 on the head of each man, dead.

You understand that? $100.

Father?

You didn't answer my question.

Is your shrine going to

cure my little girl?

I mean, you told me to be true

and I thought about it...

and I thought I would be true.

I'd be glad to be true.

What's in it for me?

You understand? If I believe...

I can't talk to you now.

You could talk to me before,

when all you had was shame and all.

Why can't you talk now?

You're making a scene.

What's that compared to eternal life?

They've gotta be in this area...

or they would have frozen in the woods.

You got a lot of spunk. Why don't you

get out of here? Beat it! Get out of here!

Screw you, Your Holiness!

You think I didn't see...

the way you looked at me

when I said I'd go to bed with you?

Will you, for Christ's sake,

will you shut up?

What are you, too scared or too cheap?

If God really made the world,

he should have put some men in it.

You want to answer

my question, Father?

I can't do it.

You want to lead us to the shrine?

You want to wash away our sins?

I'm ready to change.

Get this thing up!

Damn you!

I'm already damned, Father.

I'm damned to hell for adultery.

I'm damned for eternity.

What's a little rudeness

going to get me? Two more weeks?

That's what I want to know.

Everybody's saying how I...

Go away. Get out of here.

You had no business

to come to my room.

- Get out of here.

- What, was that the act of a man?

Yeah. Who are you?

You don't know what your life is.

You don't know what my life is.

Who are you? Live your own life!

Hey, why don't you?

Who the hell are you to talk to me?

Why are you stuck up in a monastery?

Watch my little girl.

- We have a populace.

- You do not have a populace.

When I am gone, you have a populace.

Until then, all you've got

is a bunch of suspects.

All right, how do we get

past the warden?

She's deaf.

Okay, we can do this.

Just need a little thought. We need

a plan. We're not gonna panic.

Every house, clear it out!

- Send in the dogs! Smoke them out!

- People live here.

I don't give a goddamn! People can live

here when those men are dead.

- Now, just go easy.

- Easy?

You've got the wrong man.

- You got the convict clothing?

- What? Yes.

We're going to go house to house.

Take some men around there.

Go around there.

Do it.

- You stay here on the side with me.

- Get the dogs, come on.

Follow me, over here. This way.

We've been in tougher spots

than this before.

He's over there!

Easy, boy!

Who's in there?

- Good evening.

- Hi there.

Good luck on the lottery tomorrow.

You're not wearing any shoes.

Brings us closer to the earth.

- So this is the statue that cries?

- I guess it is.

And what does it do? It grants wishes?

Yeah.

I know what I'd wish for right now.

I'd wish for two new pairs of shoes.

Please, lady, give me and Ned

two new pairs of shoes.

I say we try the river tonight, Ned.

What do we do? Walk on the water?

Steal a boat?

They got the waterfront sewed up

tighter than a football.

Hey, what are you...

We're not going back.

I mean, Bob got across.

You don't know that Bobby got across.

We got to believe that, Ned. We got to.

- We do?

- Oh, yeah.

Why?

Because if we don't,

what are we going to believe?

Where you going?

To prayers and dinner.

Get back!

I'm telling you, nobody lives here

except for the goddamn... monks.

Lady, I know you think

I'm a bad guy, but I know...

I know you been watching me.

But I'm not a bad person.

Please, don't let them take me back.

Please don't let them take me back.

Please...

The Weeping Madonna.

Hello, Father.

That's the wonderful thing

about what you've written.

You and your friend.

We must never forget

that it's simply a hole in the roof.

Yeah.

That's why we were so glad

you could come.

You know, your notion

on the true meaning of a miracle...

I just want to thank you.

I'm sorry if I disturbed you.

No, I was just...

The word you're looking for is "praying,"

I believe.

It's not easy being a priest all the time.

I understand.

Don't worry.

It'll be all right, my son.

Sometimes...

Sometimes I...

I just need help.

There is no help.

Did you ask her?

I suppose I did.

For what?

For help to get from

one place to another place.

She's never let me down.

Will you be marching in

the procession tomorrow?

No, Father, in truth,

I have other things to do.

I understand.

That is a long walk into Canada.

Into Canada?

Yes, it's a long walk, all the way

with the shrine, into Canada.

- Are we still doing that?

- What?

We're carrying it, the thing,

into Canada?

Yes, we're still doing it.

Across the bridge to our sister church

on the Canadian side.

Thank you.

I changed my mind.

I want to march in the procession.

- It's too late.

- What do you mean, too late?

- You're late. You're a day late.

- We got delayed.

We've just closed up the list.

- Well, open the list up.

- Can't do it.

What do you mean, you can't do it?

Can't do it.

You want me to go above your head?

He doesn't understand

the meaning of the phrase.

He doesn't? It means,

I'm going to go to the head man...

I'm gonna rat you out. I got a problem.

I got a right to march in that procession.

You sign me up!

This is not a Christian attitude.

You know what? You tell him, "tough!"

He says that there's

something wrong about you.

Yeah? You tell him

he don't know the half of it...

unless he puts my name on that list.

All right.

Who will your afflicted be?

I'm sorry?

He says, "Are you deaf?"

Who will your afflicted be?

Afflicted?

Who will be the afflicted person

you will be escorting in prayer...

for the intercession of the Virgin?

We just thought

we'd be going ourselves.

Yes, that's lovely.

Let's live our lives with no rules at all.

Now, who will be the sick

or crippled or disabled person...

whom you will be escorting across?

Hey!

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Albert Husson

Albert Husson (3 August 1912 – 16 December 1978) was a French playwright and theatre director. On 26 January 1968, Jean Meyer and Albert Husson were both appointed directors of the Théâtre des Célestins in Lyon, which produced numerous adaptations for the theater as well as television. Albert Husson, former secretary general of the Théâtre des Célestins 1944-1959, was specifically responsible for the administrative management, while John Meyer was artistic director. Albert Husson was a member of the Académie des Sciences, Belles-Lettres et Arts de Lyon. more…

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