"THE GOOD LITTLE GIRLS by The Comtesse de Segur [1870]" "Madame de Fleurville was the mother of two little girls." "Good, kind and polite, they were most tenderly attached to each other." "Does this remind you of your childhood?" "Camille and Madeleine were seven and eight back then." "They're grown now, and are about to become women." "Still charming, but less naive, they are trying new games." "Not exactly the same, nor entirely different,   Camille and Madeleine have become today's good little girls." "THE GOOD LITTLE GIRLS based on the book by the Comtesse de Segur" "Every year, Madame de Fleurville and her daughters attend   the Mass celebrating the eternal rest of her late husband, the Count,   who was taken from her on a beautiful spring afternoon   as he was about to play in a polo match." "Since then, Madame de Fleurville has devoted herself to her daughters' education,   and lives on her estate, trying to cope with the huge void   which no man, or almost no man, has been allowed to fill." "Changing mood rapidly,   Madame and her daughters will not mourn for long." "Their natural gaiety soon triumphs over their dark mood." "You're crazy!" "Attention, young ladies, we are about to land." "Fasten your seat belts." "[The Fleurville Estate]" "I thought the priests' long robes were cool." " Whatta ya' want to do?" " I dunno..." "What a way to talk!" "I'll teach you." "Go to your father's library." "Take any book and read it aloud." "The dear man knew about style,  and I'd like his daughters to speak as one is expected to in our world." "Yes, Mama..." ""O had been blindfolded." "Then they made her stumble forward."" ""She was sitting in front of the fire, by which four men were sitting."" ""Two hands lifted her cape, two others felt her lower back, ..." ""... after having checked the knot." "The hands were not gloved, ..." ""... and penetrated her in two places so suddenly that she shouted aloud."" ""'Turn her around so that we can see her breasts and her belly.'"" ""She was turned; the heat of the fire was on her back."" ""A hand took one breast, a mouth grabbed the tip of the other."" ""Suddenly, she lost her balance and fell over."" "Go on!" "What's the matter with you?" "You may go now." "I mustn't be disturbed during the recording." "Like her mother and grandfather before her, Madame de Fleurville visits the poor,   whose homes she brightens by her presence." "5... 4... 3... 2... 1..." "'Sexual Time', 312th edition." "Many letters for your dear Auntie today." "Before telling you about the 27th position,   the subject of today's program,   I'd like to answer the anonymous woman who wrote:" ""I don't need your advice to know how to make love." Fine." "As you wish." "But once again, it's a shame,   since we all need to improve our knowledge in that field." "When one takes up golf or flute playing, one takes lessons, as far as I know." "You consult the manual." "That's how one becomes a champion or a virtuoso." "In sexual relations,   the more the partners work on their technique   and fingering, the better they will be." "I will prove my point immediately, by describing the 27th position,   called the Hut or Chinese Hat." " Do you want me to continue reading?" " No, I prefer to watch the leaves." "Mesdemoiselles... it's time to come home." "I will ring for dinner in an hour." " No risk of him forgetting the time." " He can be so annoying!" "Thank you, my good Nicaise." "We are coming home." "The young ladies are coming home right away." " What are these herbs?" " It's nothing." "Just one of our remedies." "To cure what?" " Well, well... and does it work?" " Oh yes!" "Very well, very well indeed!" "You must give me the recipe." "Not for me of course, but for my viewers." " Nicaise, it's time to lay the table." " Very well, Madame." "Anxious for her daughters to further their knowledge,   Madame de Fleurville often invites celebrities to her table." "Pincho, the famous Spanish painter." "A master of informal art, who even finds genius in his clumsiness." "At Fleurville, you can also see Lolo Canelle,   the noted fashion designer." "It's to the bare style and sheer cuts   that she owes her reputation." "Here she is wearing one of her latest designs." "It isn't fame which gives Dr Lugon the honor of such a well-kept table,   but his attentiveness, as well as a rather unprofessional secret." "Finally, Mr. Courpier, a left-wing intellectual,   regularly sits at the Comtesse's table since his solid appetite overcomes his beliefs." "I didn't say I don't like lobster, Countess." "Let's be clear on that." "I simply maintain it would hurt my stomach,   as long as the proletarian masses don't have any on their plate." " So why do you eat it?" " I'm not afraid of suffering for the cause." "More lobster!" " Now make it disappear!" " Pardon?" "Take the lobster away!" ""The sight of such objects hurts the soul, and gives rise to guilty thoughts."" "Tartuffe, Third Act." "So there!" "Camille, Madeleine, leave the table." "There'll be no pudding for you." "My dear friend, I cannot apologize enough." "Pass the mayonnaise." "Come on!" " You sleeping?" "No." " What are you doing?" " Same as you." " And what am I doing?" " You're thinking about that idiot!" " Who probably finished off the pie!" " "In solidarity with the proletariat"!" "Rubbish!" "What did I tell you!" "To top off the lobster, I bet he'll try jumping Mama." " Another drink?" " I've had enough to drink." " Come, you haven't drunk anything!" " I'm drunk with you,   yet I hate you!" "Yes, because you represent all the class privileges that I loathe." "A complex feeling... very complex." " Painful too..." " You don't understand..." "But I do." "You leave me with two choices:" "The guillotine or the pale punishment." "An interesting thought." "But it is clearly too early or too late for either execution." "You should be ashamed." " Yes, of you!" " What a suitor!" "Save your shame for when I will no longer give him the opportunity to court me." " Men are really..." " Really what, Mama?" "You will know soon enough, my poor little innocent." "THE ACCIDENT" ""O was about to be untied, probably so that she could be tied to a wall, ..." ""... when someone exclaimed that he wanted to take her, right now."" ""So she was made to kneel again, but with her bust down and her backside high."" "Being happy by nature, easily entertained and well behaved,   Camille and Madeleine secretly enjoyed this unforeseen accident   which broke the monotony of their ordinary pleasures." " Do you think she's..." " She ought to be." "To show oneself in such a position!" "I'd die of shame, if I was her." "Well, don't just stand there." "You have legs, don't you?" "Run home." "Mama..." "Mama..." "At the chateau, Madame de Rosenbourg has not regained consciousness." "Awaiting the doctor, Madame de Fleurville is worried,   but gives thanks for having in her care   an unconscious, but titled person." "Thank you, Nicaise." "A rare privilege in an era where one is often forced to meet common people." " The doctor, Madame." "Salutations, my dear." " I'm in shock." " I too, every time we meet." "You should be casting your attentions elsewhere." "Let's see..." "Goodness!" " That's an unusual diagnosis." " I meant, "My Heaven"." "I know." "But I asked for a doctor, not a connoisseur." "It's nothing serious." "She's only fainted." "Who is this man?" "Although articulate, Madame de Rosenberg's reaction is surprising." "Madame de Fleurville is trying her best to remind her of the accident,   in order to justify the doctor's gaze." "A gaze which morals would condemn, had it not been medically necessary." "It's her nerves." "Hold her, just until..." "When I see the extraordinary effect of that drug,   I'd willingly offer myself up for a dose." "That's nice..." "Thank you very much." " You are so kind." " It's nothing." "Nothing happens much in Fleurville, so an accident is quite the thing." " Well, I meant..." " Don't worry, we understood." "Mama..." "Silly!" "Your mother is much better." "It was nothing." " You see?" " Would you like to be examined?" " No, I'm perfectly well." " If I were you, I'd accept." "No, really, I'm fine." " You ought to get dressed." " My clothes are all torn." "Camille is your size." "You can choose." " Can I have this?" " Anything you want." " You want a support garment?" " What for?" "For "those"!" " Hello, girls!" " Hello, Doctor." " So?" "Nobody needs my services?" " No." "No, I mean... yes!" "Suddenly I ache everywhere." "Well, we'll leave you to it." " Let's take a look." " Don't you want me to lie down?" " How old are you?" " 17." "Your mother must have been quite young when she had you." " Did I hurt you?" " No, it's always like this." "People only want to know about my mother!" "Oh, really?" "Good..." "Everything seems to be functioning normally." "But you should wear orthopedic inserts." "Your plantar arch is starting to sag." "Goodbye, Mademoiselle." "We can see that the doctor is not one of these explorers   who likes to discover new land." "His own suffice him." " Let's go to my bedroom." " Why?" "She's asleep." " If she awoke, I'd worry..." " About your reputation?" "No, but I don't believe in giving out the names of my suppliers." "I have reason to believe that she would like to use them herself." "THE NEW FRIEND" "Camille and Madeleine took to Marguerite with their usual ardor,   and initiated her into their games and secrets." "No, leave me alone!" "Madame de Fleurville refused to let her now-recovered patient go so quickly." "Madame de Rosenbourg, being in no hurry and with the help of the sun,   decided to stay for a while." "Just like their daughters, the mothers were soon to discover they held for each other,   a certain tenderness." "5... 4... 3... 2... 1..." "'Sexual Time', 335th edition." "I would like to address those, all those,   alas far too many, for whom the carnal act is one of repulsion." "I will not listen to the "It's too late" excuse in that gloomy fatalistic tone." "It's no use turning a blind eye or burying your head under the pillow." "Sexual incompatibility in marriage amounts to a leak in the bedroom." "Don't hesitate." "Whether it's the roof of your senses, call for the roofer!" "I'll be first in the water!" " I envy you." " For what?" "For everything." "For your position and your life." "Since my husband's death, I spend my life packing." "I can't keep still." "A wounded heart opens; a hand stretches out to heal the secret wound." "This is how, in the cooling shadows, the two ladies   decided to live together." "What joy!" "What tender prospects!" "We must tell our daughters the news." "Camille..." "Madeleine..." "Marguerite!" "Good news!" "Our friends are going to live with us." " Great!" " Now, come in for a swim!" "LIFE AT THE CHATEAU" "Madame de Rosenbourg and Marguerite worked in earnest   to blend their vigor into that of the Fleurville family,   and communal life settled in to everyone's general satisfaction." "But for young ladies hungry for sensation,   a threesome gives you more options than a twosome, doesn't it?" "Naturally, the days didn't pass without small dramas, but thank heavens,   their excellent educations never allowed these to reach tasteless proportions." "She's gone too far!" " Why all the flowers?" " Did you pick them?" "Where?" "Yes, from behind the chateau." "I thought you'd be pleased." " Well done." " We were growing them for Mama." " I'm sorry." " That's too easy." "We'll punish her." "What are you going to do?" " Mama..." " It's a game, silly!" "Have you read "The Story of O"?" "You've seen "Trans-Europe Express"?" "And they call her knowledgeable!" " What is she saying?" " It's funny!" " What is she saying now?" " That she likes it!" " Oh, you're being too hard on her." " It was just a game." "Don't cry." "And so the days go by, with the many and varied pleasures of the chateau." "What a sweet life!" "Nothing is missing." "Well, let us not talk too soon." "If you ask me, we're lacking men." "Although Madame de Rosenbourg would choose her words more carefully,   she, too, feels the same emptiness." "Feigning migraines, she asks her friend   to engage the services of the knowledgeable and handsome doctor,   and his attractive injections." " The doctor, Madame." " Show him in." " You won't need that useless bag." " Why, aren't you ill?" "That's too strong a word." "Let's call it... a yearning." " Nothing serious?" " No..." "Just knowing that my remedy is so close at hand, I feel better already." "Hello." "Darling!" "Darling!" " This is Alice Fichini, darling." "A lovely neighbor." " How do you do?" " Perfect weather for riding." " I was just about to suggest that." "Even if the weather were dreadful, I'd still come to Fleurville every day." "What is that smell, so exquisite and penetrating?" "Can't you smell it?" "Divinely penetrating, indeed." "Camille and Madeleine are waiting by the pool." "Not before you water the horses." "And brush them down." "Come on!" "Get moving!" " You're hard on Sophie." " She likes it." "I don't need to explain to a psychiatrist like yourself, she enjoys certain   how can I put it?" "Some of nature's oddities." " Really?" "At that age?" " Preferences do not await the years." "Enough about Sophie!" "That smell really is following you everywhere." " It must be my perfume." " May I?" "I haven't smelled you in such fine shape for a long time." "Taormina is the only place to go in the summer." " Deauville isn't bad." " In August?" "All you see is maids." "It makes one wonder why one cannot get served the rest of the year!" " Are you taking Sophie?" " No." " Why?" "I never travel without..." " You incurable old hen!" "Dogs in a dog house, and kids in boarding school!" "I've just heard of one where the price is modest and the discipline strict." "THE PUNISHMENT" "I'll teach you to do as you're told!" " What's going on?" " Can't you hear her screaming?" "Fabien, take a look!" " Well?" "What is it?" "Tell us!" " Be quiet!" "I can't see." "There she is!" "Will you come for a swim?" " I can't swim." " That doesn't matter." "[That night...]" "Here's one of my nighties." "I wonder why your mother decided to spend the night." " Don't you know?" " Do you?" " No." " Aren't you getting undressed?" "Yes." " This is unbelievable!" " Does she often beat you?" " Whenever she feels like it." " That's dreadful!" "I'll put some cream on it." " Does it hurt?" " A bit." " You can't go on like this." " I'm going to boarding school anyway." "Lie down." " You must hate her." " Sometimes, but then..." " Then what?" " Nothing..." "Can you put some here?" "Why don't you stay here this summer?" " What is it?" " It's us, Mama." "It breaks my heart, dear, but you must go." "I'm coming!" "What a surprise!" "I had a taste for another call by the doctor left over from your earlier visit." " I'm only passing through." "My regards." " That's a bit hasty!" " But it's late." " Let me adjust your tie..." "Fine, I'll speak with Madame Fichini." "Now go to bed." "Children,   could you tell me where your mother's bedroom is?" " It's there." " The room at the end." "What's the matter with you?" "Do I make you uncomfortable?" "My nightgown perhaps?" "I never wear anything underneath." " I like it... easy to iron." " Good night, Madame." "Sleep well..." "You can count on that." "It's me." "Open up!" "Open up!" "It's me." " Still visiting, at this time?" " Yes, well, I mean..." "This is Madame de Fleurville's bedroom, isn't it?" "Yes." "Good night, my dear." " Doctor!" " Yes?" "I would like to talk to you, since Madame de Fleurville is sleeping." " Can't it wait until tomorrow?" " No, it's an emergency." " Doctor!" " No, anything but that!" " Are you a racist?" " No, no, I'm not a racist." "I'm just exhausted." "If that's all it is, Elisa has something to wake him up." "Her family remedy, which is shrouded in mystery,   allows men to go about life proudly... and erectly." "No, please don't." "Already?" "I must go, big boy." "Next time, I'll only give you half a dose." "Harder, my good Elisa." " What is it?" "You seem tired." " I didn't get much sleep, Madame." "Show me your tongue?" "Oh!" "I don't like that at all." "Very thick." " I'll call the doctor." " Oh no, Madame!" "Not the doctor." "Anything... castor oil..." "anything, but not the doctor!" "SOPHIE HAS TROUBLES" "As promised, Madame de Fleurville conferred with Madame Fichini." "The latter, relieved, left Sophie in the tender hands of her friends." "Kissed, pampered,   loved like never before, Sophie soon became unrecognizable." "Transformed into a butterfly, she thanked everyone with equal tenderness." "And as her kind heart was as rare as her sense of equality,   she did not forget old Nicaise or the good Elisa in her effusiveness." " Do you like it?" " Try not biting them first." " You know what that indicates in a girl?" " So?" "Does it bother you?" " What do you think?" " Do you really want to know?" " You look like a cow watching a train." " Always so polite." "Anyway, I don't care." "I want to please Francoise, not you." " You think you have a chance?" " He's already kissed me." "Poor boy, he must be deprived." " That's my record!" " So?" " You can't play it!" " You have such a bad temper!" "But it doesn't matter." "I forgive you, because I'm a good girl." "One can't deny it..." "I do have nice legs." " Can't you stop moving?" " Do you mind?" " I can't do my nails." " For all the good it does." "One should hide stubby fingers." "You'll be in trouble with Mama, Sophie!" " My record!" "You damaged it!" " Here's your record!" "Madame de Fleurville had taken on a large responsibility with Sophie." "Introducing a black sheep into the herd has its risks." "That's Serge." "That's Francois." "That's Luc." "And that was Fabien." "Camille will not have to wait long before suffering from having kindly   tried to spare Sophie from Madame Fichini's cruel hands." " Does it hurt?" " She's insane!" " What happened?" " Sophie bit me." "Yes, it was Sophie." "Mademoiselle." "Come with me." " Is this any way to behave?" " No, but it's your fault." " That's a bit rich!" "My fault?" " Yes." "You're too kind to me." "Don't count on it in the future." " Is that true?" "Really true?" " My word!" "You seem pleased." "Well, well." "You miss the whip?" "Now I know how to punish you." "By not giving it to you!" " Biting?" "That's weird!" " More than you think." "Meaning?" " With her mother?" " Not exactly." "Her stepmother." " Even so, I never..." "Are you sure?" " So they say." "To those, all those, numerous..." " Come in." " Should Nicaise lay the table for Sophie?" "Of course." "I'll let her out." "She's asleep." "Such innocence." "At her age, sucking her thumb." "Two and three." "I'd play this one if I were you." "Your turn." "Rousseau." "Rousseau." "Rabelais." "Tallemant des Réaux." "This must be good!" "Your turn." ""A mad old woman had married a boy, the Chevalier de la Porte, ..." ""... declaring that it would be a shame to let such a young boy die of love."" ""He married her because he'd been ordered to pay 22,000 francs to a girl."" ""Monsieur d'Hocquincourt, having bedded the maid, then got under the old lady's bed."" ""Unfortunately, the Chevalier came in to sleep with his wife."" ""Not being an idiot, Hocquincourt said:"" ""My Lord, I had hidden to see if you are as good a lover as they say."" ""On seeing him caress her, he pronounced him an inexperienced, clumsy lover."" "Wasn't that funny?" "We aren't remotely interested!" "Your turn." "I didn't know Tallemant des Réaux knew your mother." "Listen to this." "It's about a woman who lost her husband." ""Since her loss, the Marquise had decided not to make love."" ""She had decided to be a devotee." "But God, what a devotee!"" " You should be ashamed!" " She's silly and mean." "Ignore her." " Oh!" "I could kill you!" " I thought you weren't talking to me?" "Monsieur Francois rang to ask if he could come here." "I said no." " You told him not to come?" " Of course not!" "I was teasing you, Madeleine." "Is it for Francois that you're trying so hard?" " Yes, and I'll get him." " You can have him." "I don't like virgins." "My poor Sophie, you're dreaming." "Francois looks at the legs first." "And mine are nicer than yours." "Maybe, but I know he likes my breasts." " Did he say so?" " No." "He proved it to me, like this." "So there!" "You girls make me laugh." "It's no use having nice legs, nice breasts, and all the rest." "If you don't use it, it's like meat that stays wrapped in a bag." " What do you mean, my good Elisa?" " You must know how to show the goods." "Yes, she's right." " What are you doing?" " A striptease." " Funny, we can only see your head." " Exactly, a bit of mystery first." "She's right." "What you actually show men is nothing compared to what they imagine." "Now be quiet." "Let the artist work." "Patience, dear Francoise." "Patience." "I'll be yours, naked." "Completely naked!" "Oh, my breasts... my skin is so soft!" "Oh, my belly..." " What if your mother comes in?" " Now ladies and gentlemen, the naked truth." "Just as it came out of the womb." " But the panties and bra?" " In Mama's laundry basket." " Admit that I had you all going!" " Mr. Francois is here, Miss." "Hello..." "You all seem strange." "What's going on?" "Madeleine was giving her friends a maintenance lesson." " Where's Camille?" " In the orchard." "Let's go outside." " What about me?" " No, not you." " Why?" " Sophie's in quarantine." " Francois!" "Yes?" " Francois, come here." "What do you want?" "MARGUERITE'S TRICK" " Sophie's not such a bad kisser." " It's a matter of taste." " You'll make yourself sick." " You think?" "I hope so!" " She's crazy!" " Completely!" "They're bad... very bad!" " Oh, I'm in pain!" "I'm suffering!" " What's the matter, my darling?" " My stomach!" " Doctor?" "Leave us." "I'll examine her." "It may be acute peritonitis." "Oh yes, Doctor!" "Operate." "Operate right now!" "Does it hurt here?" "What about here?" "You're close." "Just a bit lower." " I see." "There's nothing wrong with you." " Yes there is." "I ate some unripe apples." " Good for you." " Please, Doctor." "Give me one of those injections that help Mama." "Miss, let me tell you something." "Unripe fruit isn't good for me, either." "But since you insist, I'll give you a sedative." " How do you take it?" " Orally." "Listen to her!" "It's one of my viewers." "She writes:" ""My husband dresses me as a sailor and treats me like one." "What'll I do?"" "What times!" "Is it all people think of?" "Has sex taken over all other preoccupations?" "Not everyone has an elevated mind like yours, allowing such perspective, my dear." " What do you think, Doctor?" " It's like everything." "One mustn't overdo it, but to deprive man from it is also absurd." " Your tonic, Doctor." " Thank you, my good Elisa." "Where was I?" "Yes, sex." "For example,   about a dozen seasonal workers have been living near here, in the forest   for two months without going into the village." "They're like animals." "A young peasant girl was passing through..." " All twelve?" " One after the other." " The poor girl." " Did you hear what the doctor said?" "Not everything, unfortunately." "Never mind." "From now on, never leave the property on your own." "THE WALK IN THE FOREST" "Madame de Fleurville had forgotten Sophie's natural slyness,   and, one must regretfully add,   the adventurous thoughts that occupied Marguerite." "Lost sheep, ready for the clutches of the wolf." "However, the forest is vast." "Their arduous walking has only earned them   blisters on their feet, rather than other, less dignified wounds." " Do you think it's far?" "My feet are sore." " Keep walking." "As Madame de Fleurville says, nothing ventured, nothing gained." "The small but insistent pain   finally distracted them from risking any further what girls can only lose once." "In order to quench the flames, they go swimming." "Ouch!" "Go... hide yourself!" " I won't hurt you." " I'm not used to it." "Relax... take a deep breath." "One must achieve complete concentration on the object." " What object?" " Take it firmly in your hands." "No, not so tight." "Open your mouth." "Breathe out." "Legs open wider." " Ouch." "You're hurting me." " We'll try another way." "Ah, poor Sophie!" "You were imagining such naughty things." "This is clearly not one of the nasty, brutish, lustful workers   who, according to the doctor, haunt the forest." "A member of a religious sect,   he is a sort of saint,   concerned only with reaching ecstasy through yoga,   the rudiments of which he is trying to teach Marguerite." "Oh, it's you." "What's the matter?" "This is Julien Hurel, just returned from Katmandu." "He's a yoga." " One says yogi." " He's showing me the 36 positions." " Can I have another lesson?" " Any time." " It will have to be more in-depth." " When will I reach supreme ecstasy?" " Soon." " That's too long." "Can't we try now, quickly?" " It's late." " But I want to!" ""Beware of your desires, or you might attain them", said Krishnamurti." "Beautiful." " What's it mean?" " It's the key to happiness." "Anxious not to ruin their first contact with harsh words,   in hopes of more intimate ones, our two friends   agree to tell a plausible story likely to make a hero out of Julien." "They're here!" " In what state?" " Fine, it seems." " Where were you?" "We were worried?" " We were attacked by the workers." "And suddenly, some horrible hairy beast attacked me..." "One at a time, dear." "He was a monster, Mama." "He threw me to the ground, ripped my dress and..." " And... ?" " And Julien arrived!" " He chased the workers." " You should have seen it." " Such bravery." "Without him, I'd be a teenage mother." " I don't understand." "Who is this man?" " Julien Hurel, Madame." " He's a saint." " Not an old bearded one, you know." "A young saint who lives in a hut." " And he's beautiful, so beautiful." " You say his name is Julien?" " He's not an aristocrat?" " If he is, I didn't notice." " The name doesn't sound familiar." " Nor to me." "Who knows?" "Common bravery can at times be worthy of a count's crown." "And some acts demand that we bow." " Elisa?" " Yes, Mademoiselle." " You think it's true about the workers?" " Yes, Mademoiselle." " Have you seen them?" " No, not yet." " I don't believe they exist." " You can believe me." " Yolande saw them, and at close hand." " Yolande?" "Madame Mac Miche's maid, who looks after that poor boy." " Oh, the nice little devil?" " Yes." "Yolande was in the forest." "And..." "What are you making me say, Miss?" "That hurts!" "It's to get these bad thoughts out of your head." "THE COUNTRY PARTY" " Are you ready?" " I'm all yours." " You'll make us late!" " But I'm waiting for you!" "We can at least make the effort for the man who saved our daughters' virtue." "Of course." "Is my outfit not perfectly suited to our escapade?" "Do you have something in mind other than a courtesy visit?" "Why not?" "If this Mr. Hurel wants new followers, I might let him convert me." "The garage..." "Where can those fishing poles be?" "Have a look over there." " What?" " A spider!" " Where?" " Here." "Get it off me!" "Get it off me!" "I'm begging you, get it off me!" "Higher, higher!" " Is it true you're a virgin?" " I'll show you." " Look!" " What is it?" " Like in the Comtesse de Ségur's books." " Shall we try them on?" "Camille!" "Madeleine!" "Yes, what is it?" " They were in the garage." " Coming!" "Have a nice day." "I'm counting on you to look after my daughters." " And avoid the forest at all costs." " Yes, Madame." "We wouldn't want you to meet certain characters there." "Sophie was still slow to realize the disadvantages of being so mean-spirited   and of always wanting to be the center of attention." " Hurry up!" "Faster!" "We're there." " Shall we eat?" "No, not now." "I'm hungry..." "Why don't we eat?" " He caught a fish." " It can't be a big one!" " Shall we make a stew?" " Catching anything?" " Look, there's a little one." " It's tiny." "What will you do when the summer's over?" "I can't believe we have to go back..." "Help!" "She can't swim!" "Tempting though it was to let Sophie sink,   there are times where your heart guides you against reason." " She's so pale." " Is she breathing?" "I'll give her the kiss of life." "The treatment worked perfectly." "No point in going on." " Your tonic, Doctor." " Thank you." "I warn you, I'm exhausted." "Elisa has the evening off, so be your own judge." "You were right." "Julien Hurrel is exquisite and ever so knowledgeable." "I'm dizzy from it." "What a perfect day!" " Aren't you drinking, Doctor?" " It's not that I'm not thirsty, but..." " How are you feeling?" " Fine." "Why do you ask?" "You may need a more in-depth examination." "You don't like unripe fruit, Doctor." "Well, over-ripe pears don't do me any good!" " Nicaise?" " Madame Comtesse?" "Dinner is on in half an hour." "The boys are staying, but we're going to bed." " Excuse us." "We're dead tired." " Good night, Doctor." " Sweet dreams, my dear." " Would that be wise?" " Are you ashamed of your dreams?" " Who knows where they'll lead?" "Wear a mask." "Not even the gods will recognize you." "While Madames de Fleurville and Rosenbourg dreamt of love,   the poor doctor could but play with himself." "[The following morning...]" "Without totally neglecting traditional medicine,   it soon became apparent that the entire household would get its kick   by taking it every morning where it is likely to produce miracles." "As zealous converts of this religion, they trusted Julien's penetrating words." "Having been converted to ecstasy, subordinated to corporal discipline,   the least one could do was to organize a big party in the founder's honor." "THE PARTY AT THE CHATEAU" " Doctor Lugon." " What a surprise!" "It's been some time." " I was waiting to be asked." " But we've all been well." "I know." "Yes, I know." " Where is he?" " He hasn't arrived." "Patience." " I see you've dressed up for him." " This old thing?" "You've seen it many times." " I had nothing left to wear." " Well, it's still the height of fashion." "Caviar?" " I fear my beliefs..." " Mama gets it from Moscow." " Where's the young man?" " He won't be long." "I fear your blouse needs dry-cleaning." "What do you mean, Master?" "I'll have it framed instead." "Take this masterpiece to my bedroom." "Get me a shawl." "The evening is chilly." "I don't like this." "If Madame is inviting naked women... where could this be going?" " There he is." " What a beautiful boy!" " He is beautiful." " A good-looking man." "My dear, let me introduce you." "Madame de Fleurville has told me all about the good you have done." " I'm touched." " Good evening, Julien." "If one day you have time, I'd be delighted to introduce you to my circle." "We will not let you monopolize him." "I wonder what they see in him." " So do I." " But it won't last." "You were right." "He's making me see things in a whole new light." "Good evening, Julien." " Where's Madeleine?" " Here." " We must fetch Sophie." " Ready?" "I think it's time." " Good evening, Julien." " Good evening." "Cosmic breathing is not so much about breathing, but a spiritual exercise." "That's exactly what I'm looking for." "It fills the being with cosmic energy, therefore giving the body more vitality." "Really?" "It is valid only for those who approach it with appropriate moral behavior." " Yes, but all this is only talk." " No one takes action, it seems." "The new religion seems less popular now." "Elisa, get my tonic." "The ladies will soon return to their family doctor." " And in this one." " Did you put in enough?" "We'll soon see." "General Dourakine." "Alright... now go away!" "Each spoke enthusiastically of the party, avoiding certain of its details,   as Madame de Fleurville wondered why she hadn't seen Julien withdraw." "Madeleine, the little do-gooder, immediately assured her   that he did indeed withdraw..." "four times, rather than once!" "Choosing not to question this enigmatic response,   Madame de Fleurville, for once, turns a blind eye and concludes:" "Parties are not an everyday occurrence." "I may be a modern mother, but from now on, I want you to be good little girls." "THE END" "Adapted from Nucleus Films Ltd. subtitles [2010]"