Wise Guys Page #2

Blow your nose.

Do you like Beethov'?

Yes. Yes.

Tomorrow.

My dear you have to lose weight.

Sometimes I find Arthur funnier.

To each age his pleasures.

Amen.

I'm relying on you for my charity.

That's enough!

Will you shut up?

How are the fiancs doing?

They are sappy.

Sappy!

The 6...

and the 2.

The 62.

- 62?

- Yes Miss, 62.

- It's me.

- Thank you Miss.

Look at that teddy bear.

A beautiful teddy bear.

Thank you in the name of the orphans.

Thank you.

Hello Mister President.

We'll proceed to a new draw.

The 5...

and the 6.

The 56.

Mister President.

Madam President?

My wife.

I introduce you to my son, a mathematician.

Nice to meet you Mister President.

His fiance.

Mister. Madam.

Madam President.

Let me introduce you to my nephew, Ronald.

Ronald!

Madam.

He decored this room.

Congratulations.

Yes yes yes.

Your orphans are very lucky.

Congratulations.

You are their providence.

Did you invite them?

They wouldn't be at ease.

One of our poor.

Don't worry, I'll get them.

No doubt.

I'll get them too.

Mister President,

Ladies,

Gentlemen.

I thought it might be agreeable

to watch a dancing and singing show

while you are drinking your tea

for the orphans.

Let me introduce you to Xavire Monsablon.

Who will kindly perform for us.

My glasses.

Thank you.

Jules!

Shut up.

I'm so gauche.

In a totally different style,

here is the one you didn't forget,

the one that made you dream in 19...

something at the Folies Parisiennes:

here is Primprenelle... de Folini!

Hello Ladies and Gentlemen, it's me.

- Look.

- What?

I hope I haven't changed too much.

What does that mean?

It's awful.

Yes.

She's so old.

Oldness is waiting for us all.

Why did you do that?

To be honest.

Beauty scandalize them.

Oldness scandalize them.

Everything scandalize them.

You have to go throughout things,

because what doesn't worry is dishonest.

Mister President,

Ladies, Gentlemen.

Our show is now over.

You've understood, I hope, its meaning.

Otherwise, listen carefully.

Your charity is only countenance.

Your work a bunch of selfishness.

You think your appeasing

your conscience with petit-four

but you're animated by vanity.

You don't care about orphans at all.

Me neither.

They were just a way to

receive your legion of merit.

So you're taking the chair,

you're happy,

you're earning a living with your work.

But you are all practical jokers,

out of fashion, ghosts, puppets, corpses!

Corpses.

I could abandon you to your follies,

your indigestions, your sins.

But I prefer to condemn you Inquisitors

to Hell and this smoke!

Here is the radio from the charity

in the 16th arrondissement...

Thank you for this beautiful day.

Don't thank me, you were indispensable.

I didn't help much.

You were indispensable.

Come on.

No, I'll take her off for the evening

if you don't mind.

Why?

No indiscretion please.

You don't mind, do you?

Ok, goodbye.

Hurry up, it's not that late.

What did you do?

Did you have fun?

Not so good.

Ronald is gentle, isn't he?

Hmmm...

I'm embarrassed.

I saw my uncle and

I have to leave for 2 days.

What for?

Some boring stuff.

A history of countryside property.

I have to go to sign the papers.

I'll leave you the house for 2 days.

Are you happy?

Adorable.

This way.

We must have boring lives

to create such things.

I find this ambiance very Roman.

F*** your Roman ambiance.

When are the Agathes?

What?

When do we eat?

When you want to.

One second, I have something to say.

All of you listen!

Silence!

Since we are profiting of the involuntary

hospitality of little Arthur's uncle,

since we are drinking his bottles,

since Ambroisine didn't wait that

her lover leaves to organize a party,

since we are, you and me,

involved in a crime up to the neck,

let's have style to forgive our cheek.

Since all roads lead to Rome,

let's follow an itinerary worthy of us.

I want no orgy.

I forbid all gesture of love.

We are here to drink, to have fun,

to eat, to play and to break everything.

But before, let's explore the sky.

Hello Misters.

Thank you.

What do you want?

An amuse-gueule?

An amuse-gueule? What is an amuse-gueule?

An amuse-gueule is ham,

rosette and then pie dish.

- That's all?

- That's all.

That's ok, take an amuse-gueule

and we'll see after.

- 2 amuse-gueule.

- 2 amuse-gueule, yes Sir.

And after?

We'll see later.

Let the fun begin!

Come on!

He won!

He won!

Hail to the winner!

Hail to the winner.

Here is the Boribot. Is it inside?

Yes Sir.

It smells good.

It's very appetizing.

Thank you.

What is that?

- Grapes.

- Grapes?

Thank you Miss.

You put some on your shirt.

- Where?

- Here.

No, you must be seeing double.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Bring the desert list please.

Good wine.

Quite good.

- Would you like some?

- Yes.

Excuse me.

Animal!

How do you like it?

Good good good.

- Sir?

- Do you have creampie?

- Yes Sir.

- One creampie.

Here is the pie.

The creampie.

A big big piece for me.

Big.

Thank you.

Sorry Miss, I broke a glass.

- No problem.

- No problem!

A rich plowman.

Feeling his death coming.

Call for his children.

Talk to them with no witness.

Be careful he said.

Give me my cuff links please.

Come here, I'll put it on.

Sometimes it's convenient to

have a woman at home.

I can do without cuff links.

Alright, you're first.

Today I give you an A

but stop it.

There.

At this time little Arthur is coming back.

Oh my God.

I'm dead.

Hello dear.

Aren't you happy to see me?

Are you bored?

Are you ok?

Is it because the house is messy?

Is that all you can say?

Don't you realize?

The parrots, do you know

how much it's worth?

All is not lost that is delayed.

And you're making fun of me!

What will I do?

Poor dear, don't be sad.

I beg you.

I know I'm a monster.

You're uncle will kick you out.

He'll cut your allowance.

You won't have gas to put in your car.

You won't go in holidays.

Your study is over.

You'll have to work.

It's better if we don't see again.

What?

I'm a bad angel.

Let's forget it.

I won't blame you to be a fool.

Do you know how much i missed you?

You're strange.

Who are you in love with?

Who else?

Don't, I'm the worst.

Don't start again.

After all, porcelain can be stuck again.

You're not jealous?

You should know that.

That's what I told Ronald

but he didn't believe me.

Ronald?

What's so good with this guy?

Ronald?

Yes. You seem so fascinated

since you and him...

You say things with a serious look.

He's amusing, amusing.

And he learn me a lot of things.

One can fall in love with a piano teacher.

In love with Ronald?

You're crazy.

It seems so. There's always a

Ronald here, Ronald there...

Dear, are you sure you're fine?

There's nothing to laugh about.

This story of Ronald is making you ill.

I'm not ill.

I just wonder...

I can tell you one thing:

if I fall in love with Ronald

I'll be humpback.

Yes.

Arthur.

Yes?

You scared me,

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