"THAT TENDER AGE" "Constitutional law is better observed from above than in close-up." "These days it changes often." "What did you get?" "Science without conscience is the soul's perdition." "Rabelais." "How did you handle it?" "Classically." "Introduction:" "Christianity versus atheism." "Science that's not integrated into the soul..." "Disintegrates the body." "Bravo, 29 on 30." "We have to go." "What if he doesn't like my face?" "He will." "And even if he doesn't, we'll have a bunch of children." "This is him." "Antoine Lartigue?" "She has a difficult character, you know." "What was the topic?" "Science without conscience." "Did you know something about that?" "2.5 pages." "My daughter has brains." "You'll have an intelligent wife." "Did you pass your exam?" "Yes, I have my BA." "But when will you be a solicitor?" "After I'll get my doctorate." "Will that be long?" "Two years." "But next year, I'll start work as an intern." "I think marriage is a bit premature." "We love each other." "Everybody says that." "Wait until you're certain." "With love, you know right away or never." "That's true." "It's very fast." "Your mother and I had to wait three years." "That was before the war." "People loved each other then too." "Of course we're going tonight." "We're on holiday and we agreed." "With whom?" "With my father." "Didn't he write he expects us on the 16th?" "It's the 15th now." "I didn't write back." "I'll take your letter." "Won't you wait for your result?" "I passed anyway." "What if you failed?" "Then I'll still marry her." "At least you two seem serious." "Did it go well?" "Very well." "Remember you don't know Antoine yet." "Mother, this is the fiancé, Antoine Lartigue." "What was the subject again?" "Science without conscience is the soul's perdition." "Hi, daddy." "There's our cannonball." "I got the first prize." "In arithmetic?" "No, gymnastics." "Then you're healthy at least." "Hello, I'm Florence." "Go do your homework." "But it's school holidays." "My eldest daughter, Sophie." "Come and help, children." "Out with you." "Have a seat there." "Aperitif?" "Please." "This will be our first summer without Marie." "Three weeks will pass in no time, Mr Malhouin." "Yes, but it's still three weeks." "Do you love her?" "Yes, Sir." "When do you want to get married?" "As soon as possible." "And when will that be exactly?" "After the holiday." "And what does your father think?" "He's very happy." "He doesn't even know Marie." "I've told him so much that he sees her as his daughter." "I still think you two are going way too fast." "Dinner's served." "You're in my spot." "We haven't even finished our aperitifs." "You're in a hurry tonight." "To our health then." "And as my grandmother used to say:" "get it in before it rains." "What time is your train?" "10:30pm." "It's not even 9." "I want to be early." "I'd like that too." "A holiday in the south." "Don't you like Luc-sur-Mer anymore?" "Yes, but there the sun's shining." "Last year we had almost a week of good weather." "Yes, but in the south, the weather's always good." "That would be too much for me." "And we have our habits." "Yes, we haven't gone anywhere else since '36." "We have a villa." "It belongs to an uncle." "Let your parents go there." "The house is big enough." "Yes, that would be fun." "My father can't, because of his pedal boats." "Doesn't he sell televisions?" "In winter." "In summer he rents out pedal boats." "Can't he have a holiday?" "Of course." "I'll call your father." "What's it called there?" "I'll dial the number for you." "Alright then." "Isn't it a good idea if his parents came?" "If they bring their children." "And you have to go to bed." "Your sister's right." "Do as daddy says." "Here's your apple." "And turn off the light right away." "Goodnight, sweetheart." "Dad?" "Antoine speaking." "Yes, I'm fine." "Mr Malhouin wants to tell you something." "Here he is." "Get your suitcases." "Mr Lartigue?" "Malhouin speaking." "Adolphe Lartigue here." "Nice to talk to you." "If Antoine had given me your number, I'd have called you myself." "My wife and I want to suggest something to you." "I know you're on holiday next week... and Antoine told me you always go to Normandy." "But if you like, you can come to us." "Our house is big enough." "It would be wonderful if you could come for three weeks." "The children will be able to play together and we'll discuss the wedding." "But..." "It would be a shame if you said no." "I'd be very happy if you came." "Are you saying yes?" "Good. let us know when you'll be coming and we'll get the rooms ready." "Great." "Say hello to your wife." "Tell Antoine and Marie that we're expecting them for breakfast tomorrow." "But I want..." "So we're going to the south?" "Well, I couldn't get a word in." "They're coming." "Stop it, you." "Have you finished now?" "Unbelievable." "When is Antoine coming?" "Tomorrow morning." "You'll paint it again and I'll check it." "You can't hear yourself breathe here." "Carry on." "Eat, you." "Don't mind your brothers." "If they do that when the Malhouins are here..." "You're not too worried." "Why should I be?" "I'm getting soap in my eyes." "No." "He's telling you, isn't he?" "You're nervous." "Of course." "You told them we have a huge house." "They'll be five people." "Four." "Five if you count Marie." "Where are they going to sleep?" "You're making him blind." "Or deaf." "I'll arrange everything before they're here." "Eliane, the lady and the gentleman will sleep here." "But in the big bed that belonged to my grandfather." "The big one." "Are they sleeping in my room?" "Yes, you'll move in with your brother." "He dreams about football all night." "I don't want it." "You don't want it?" "No." "Do you want to ruin Marie's and your brother's wedding?" "Do you want me to fight with her parents?" "Mr Malhouin is a serious man." "He's not joking." "He's a technocrat." "What's a technocrat?" "None of your business." "Adolphe, where will the little ones sleep?" "They have three daughters." "I know." "Can I use the bathroom?" "Yes, but turn down the radio." "Well?" "The little ones?" "In the camp bed." "We don't have a camp bed." "Marcel has his store with fake American stuff." "Won't they be fake beds then?" "Hey, athlete, how dare you mock your father... who's trying to promote the family's happiness all on his own?" "So what about the beds?" "I just told you." "Oh well, you decide." "And that's a good thing." "If it was up to you, we wouldn't be here in the sun... but with the Malhouins up north." "Sir, Madam, the children are here." "She's beautiful." "I can understand him." "Considering the current situation, I'll hug you later." "So you're the future Mrs Lartigue." "Yes, Sir." "Did you hear how she said that?" "Can I kiss you?" "His mother." "Beautiful like the Blessed Virgin." "But you're so pale." "Two days on the beach and the little aspirin face will be gone." "Marie, meet Félicie." "And this is my little brother Henri." "Your second brother-in-law, Max." "There is one missing." "There's a problem." "Later." "Hug Miss Malhouin." "Dad, the Titanic's sinking." "That happened a long time ago." "No, the pedal boat, number 12." "It's sinking." "My pedal boats never sink." "Well, this one does." "Come have a look." "Mum, I haven't kissed you yet." "Don't panic, we're coming." "We're sinking." "It's freezing cold." "Come help us already." "Idiot, you forgot the stopper." "I didn't take it out." "No, I did." "But you should have put it back." "You should have told me." "Do I have to tell you everything?" "I can take the stoppers out of all my pedal boats." "Don't I have that right?" "Then you also have the right to let your customers drown." "They're drowning." "Anybody there?" "Leave me alone." "Can't you see we're sinking?" "Come." "The boat, hurry." "This is Corbide's boat." "What do I care?" "Help me." "Dad, Lartigue took your boat." "Good." "I took the stopper out." "Let him sink." "He is sinking." "We can't miss that." "Dad, we're sinking." "Don't panic, I'll save them." "Not them." "We're sinking." "Help." "Don't pull like that." "You're making everything fall." "Have you got it?" "Careful." "Are those suitcases coming too?" "We're leaving for three weeks." "You'd think it was June 1940." "No, they don't have shrimp there." "Then there's no sea." "Yes, the Mediterranean." "Sophie, don't forget to close the kitchen door." "I'm trying to put it in the trunk, but all those suitcases of yours..." "There's no room." "We'll try the roof rack then..." "Dad, are we almost there?" "Give me a break, we just left." "Another 700 kilometres." "In this traffic, it'll take us three days." "It's not like a drive to Luc." "We could have taken the train." "It wouldn't have cost us a cent." "We wouldn't have seen the landscape." "The landscape?" "You can see the same thing every night at the Place de la Concorde." "Give me your woollen jacket, before it creases." "It's so hot." "And that glare on the road." "Everybody's going to Saint-Tropez, of course." "Don't exaggerate." "The road to Luc's just as busy." "Excuse me, there they keep driving at least." "Take the small roads then." "There aren't any." "You can only go to the Côte d'Azur via Route Nationale 7." "Eliane, look at that sky." "Just a bit of mistral." "They're going to have beautiful weather." "Aren't they very late?" "Maybe they got lost." "How?" "I put children everywhere." "Antoine and Marie are at Les Chablettes." "Jules is at Chantelme." "And Max is at Saint-Mandrier." "Maybe they're coming via Calanques." "Maybe they went to Corsica." "They won't go over those cliffs." "They're not crazy." "I hear something." "Excuse me, Sir." "Mr Lartigues villa?" "Left at the beach." "Thank you." "The cliffs of Etretat are nothing compared to this." "Mr Lartigues house, please." "That's here and I'm Lartigue." "Mr Malhouin?" "I'm so glad." "My wife, my house." "Eliane, help the lady and the children get out." "No, don't get out." "I'll show you the garage." "I'm so glad to meet you." "Come, children." "They're so pretty." "You have a beautiful family." "A bit forward." "Hurry." "A bit back, come." "A bit to the left." "Alright, towards me." "Come, Mr Malhouin." "75... they're Parisians." "Yes, the parents of the girl." "Back into this garage." "That one's mine." "First in here and then into the other one." "A bit to the left, Sir." "You said left." "Left for me is right for you." "First the boat and now the bike." "Who leaves their bike in the street?" "You're standing in my door, Mr Lartigue." "I'm sorry." "I'll pay for the damage." "Very kind of you, but the bike was already broken." "Why are you complaining then?" "If you hadn't put your garage there, you wouldn't have had this problem." "Ignore him." "He's making a mountain out of a molehill." "Alright, inside now." "Straight towards me." "It's only the suitcases." "Alright, the suitcases..." "You can keep driving." "Those are just the woollen clothes." "Why did you bring those?" "My wife wanted it." "Step into the light so I can see you properly." "Well, brother-in-law." "How brother-in-law?" "In the south, you become brothers-in-law when your children marry." "I didn't know, but it's a nice idea." "And, brother-in-law, what do you think of me?" "Be honest." "Young, very young." "Really?" "Yes." "I'm young, but you, with your silver hair, are even younger." "Then we're both young." "Before I forget, how was the journey?" "Not very easy." "Everybody was going to Saint-Tropez." "Oh, Route Nationale 7." "Bad traffic." "Let me help you." "Please, everything has to come off." "Of course." "If you can untie it." "Heavy, isn't it?" "Very." "What's in it?" "Pass the lettuce." "Jules, can I have the bread?" "No, that's not Jules." "That's Max." "Oh, the little Norman is Max." "Norman?" "Yes, because of his blond hair." "That's true." "But you didn't know my uncle Stanislas." "My great-uncle." "He was from Sweden." "A tall, blond guy." "Yes, the Vikings..." "Exactly, Max is a Viking." "I have no luck." "I said Jules, but it's Max." "Then you're Jules." "No, I'm Henri." "That wouldn't happen to me." "I've already categorised your daughters." "That's Florence and that's Sophie." "I'm Florence." "I lost." "To your health, Mr Malhouin." "To your health." "You'll have time to learn their names before the wedding." "Yes, this is almost a wedding dinner." "Except all the cousins will be at the wedding." "Seventeen in total." "And if they all come, there will be twenty-one." "And I wanted to hold it at home." "We'll figure it out." "There's enough time." "They're not marrying tomorrow." "In three months." "Twelve weeks." "Don't you think they're in a big hurry?" "Absolutely." "We're too good to them." "My father..." "And mine." "Yours too?" "Unbelievable." "Max, pass the fruit to the lady." "The gentleman is still having cheese." "Let her, she's still a child." "Please, Madam." "A glass of liqueur?" "Please." "Mr Malhouin?" "I don't mind a drop." "Not too much." "Fill me right up." "You know, our wedding's a strange story." "My father-in-law had a store." "One day he said to me..." "Do you want the washing powder?" "I said:" "I'll take it for my mother." "But I'll take your daughter for myself." "That's how it went." "Well, almost." "When we met, he didn't say anything." "It was at a ball." "We danced all the time." "He took me home and still didn't say anything." "But he sang." "Is that true?" "You sang?" "I believe it was a waltz, wasn't it?" "I don't remember the tune." "Which year was that?" "1935, the year we got married." "A waltz in '35?" "Was it a woman's name?" "Yes, a woman's name." "Juliette?" "No, it didn't sound like that." "It ended more like 'tine'." "Eglantine." "Chantine?" "Pauline." "No." "It was about blond hair." "Blond... that rings a bell." "And the title kept coming back in the song." "Well... difficult." "It's on the tip of my tongue." "Let's go look for the children outside." "Alright, go." "Are you coming too?" "If you don't mind I'll go to sleep." "I've been driving all day." "You're right, after 700 kilometres." "800." "Even worse." "I'll show the gentleman his room." "And then I have to run an errand at Paul's." "Come, Mrs Malhouin." "It's not far to the little forest." "I'd rather talk to a friend than go to that forest." "You look tired." "Yes, after a day like today." "A question: not that I believe in it, but what's your sign?" "What do you mean?" "What's your star sign?" "I was born on the 17th of May." "Taurus, like me." "I thought as much." "I was born on the eighth." "The eighth of May?" "Yes." "That's close, isn't it?" "Very close." "I can sense we'll be good friends." "As if we're from the same town and the same family." "Did you hurt yourself?" "I didn't see the bed." "I had to add a few." "We're imposing." "Not at all, it's my pleasure." "We mainly live outside anyway." "And from one Taurus to another..." "American beds." "From Korea, I believe." "Even under a cannon, you'll sleep like a log." "You're yawning, which means you'll sleep peacefully." "The air's very pure here." "It's because of the altitude." "We're at 14.53 metres above sea level." "Absolute peace." "You'll be able to relax and sleep really well." "The first contact's going well." "And that's with my dad." "Our fathers like each other." "But do you like me?" "You're not too bad." "Mr Malhouin." "The title of that song:" "Germaine." "Germaine." "Are you happy now?" "Good night." "See you tomorrow." "Good night." "I'm thirsty." "Are you asleep?" "Are you asleep?" "Germaine." "He must be happy about that." "Damn." "This air..." "I slept so well." "Good." "Scratch my back." "What time is it?" "7:30am." "I'd like a cup of coffee." "Then we'll go downstairs." "We can't." "They said: coffee at 8." "I'll say 7:30 for tomorrow." "They're making it." "Have you got a comb?" "Just have a cup." "When I start, I won't stop." "I said 8 o'clock, so 8 it'll be." "Come on, everybody." "Coffee." "Hello, mummy." "Hello, darling." "Good morning, dad." "Go wash your face." "Mr Malhouin, did you sleep well?" "The air here makes you sleep really well." "Hello, Mrs Malhouin." "Did you sleep well?" "Please sit next to me." "Do you want sugar, Mrs Malhouin?" "Do you want jam?" "Berries, apricots..." "This one's nice." "I made it myself." "He gives everybody a kiss." "Yes, he's sweet." "Give Mr and Mrs Lartigue a kiss." "Do you want to go for a swim?" "Of course." "Who's coming for a swim?" "Henri bring a towel." "And, are you happy?" "Yes." "Did you go to bed late?" "We danced." "Are you happy I came?" "Yes." "Tell me then." "I love you too, you know." "Daddy, are you coming to the beach?" "Leave him in peace." "Take this deck chair in the shade." "You can read your paper." "Thank you, Mrs Lartigue." "You're comfortable, aren't you?" "Don't be lazy though." "Put on some pants." "I'll show you my company." "I'll wait here for you." "Nice day, isn't it?" "Yes, a bit hot though." "Hello, boss." "We don't need a drink." "Have a seat." "I forgot the rates." "2.50 for the first half hour, 1.50 for the second and 1.00 for the third." "You charge diminishing rates?" "Yes, I prefer to make a little bit often than to make a lot in one hit." "The American method." "Do you make a lot of profit?" "Nothing at all." "I'm running at a loss." "The seasonal work isn't profitable." "You have to look at the whole." "Chair rental, towels..." "I don't make anything on that either." "But when you say pedal boat, you say sunburn." "And I make a big profit on sun lotion." "The sun makes people hungry and thirsty." "They drink and they eat." "I make a profit on that." "Two big sandwiches and two Cokes." "What did I say, Mr Malhouin?" "All in all, I make about 3000 francs a month." "Come, let's go to the store." "I'll show you." "What about that?" "That's a beautiful store." "Plenty of customers, all year around." "Your daughter isn't marrying into a rich family, but we're doing alright." "You must be richer than me." "You're a business man, I'm an employee." "But you're management." "I'm a foreman." "Same thing." "The shipwrecked man." "Japanese, assembled by us." "With a warranty by Lartigue." "From the pedal boats?" "Yes, do you know him?" "That's putting it mildly." "Your boss let us sink." "Give me that one." "That's a good brand." "It's a German brand." "So?" "No more hard feelings." "Long live the EU." "You're very charming, Miss." "Come, I'll show you the store." "I'll wait in the car." "As you wish." "Give the gentleman who's buying the radio something extra." "Two pop singles." "He has to leave happy." "Alright, Sir." "But if we don't make anything now, we won't have anything this winter." "Don't talk back to me." "This is a tested method." "I'll be back later." "Mr Lartigue." "They called from Aix." "They can't deliver the TV tubes today." "Just what we need." "Let's go for a drive." "We'll have a chat and forget about our problems." "See you later." "Mummy, can I have a snack now?" "Later, it's too early." "Do you see Florence?" "When she was born, with her cheerful eyes, I said:" "She's mine." "Sophie's the quiet type." "Really." "She never talks too loudly and she does all her work." "She helps in the house..." "And Marie?" "Marie's just like her father." "Sometimes I wonder if he didn't make her on his own." "The same bottled up feelings and then suddenly bang!" "Your husband seems quite relaxed." "You have to get to know him." "But about the marriage, if it wasn't for us two..." "First they say nothing and let their women deal with it... but afterwards they have a big mouth." "Children..." "No, men." "What irritates me is that the steering wheel of the Peugeot is a bit askew." "Some people would say it's not askew, but slanted." "I just laugh at those people." "I know what you've been trying to say all this time." "Your car is a miracle of technique and mine is a piece of junk." "Not at all, Mr Malhouin." "Citroen DS or Peugeot 404, it's the same thing." "As long as you drive quietly." "Like a slow coach." "She's playing up." "In Paris, we call it car trouble." "No, I'm out of petrol." "Didn't you check before we left?" "I filled her up last night." "She's a guzzler then." "My son Jules must have pinched petrol for his outboard motor." "Are you coming, brother-in-law?" "We'll get some petrol." "Don't you have a jerry can?" "Oh, a spare tank." "No." "I don't have a son who pinches petrol, but I have spare petrol in the trunk." "Your car must smell nice then." "A jerry can can fall over and leak." "That beats being stuck on an empty road." "Alright, so you're not helping me?" "No." "If you want to spend the night here, that's fine with me." "I don't care." "I'll tell you something." "What's that, Mr Malhouin?" "I'm fed up." "Yes, fed up." "With what?" "With being here?" "With my face?" "With the fact that you don't have a son?" "With the fact that we're out of petrol?" "If you have something to say, just say it." "I'm just fed up." "And I'm not my normal self." "Why?" "Are you sick?" "No, I didn't sleep at all." "Poor Mr Malhouin." "He's dead tired, but doesn't want to say so." "Excuse me." "I'm only asking for some understanding." "Fine, have a rest." "I'll solve the problem." "I'm not letting you go alone." "No, don't tire yourself." "Someone's coming." "Lartigue, car trouble again?" "How, again?" "I've helped you 5 or 6 times already." "Mr Malhouin, I'll be right back." "Alright, I'll wait here." "Idiot." "Why did you say that in front of the Parisian?" "Your future brother-in-law?" "How do you know?" "You told everybody yourself." "What are you waiting for?" "Just drive." "What's keeping them?" "I saw them drive past an hour ago." "Where are they then?" "In the bar." "This much pastis and this little water." "Why aren't you there then?" "We'll feed the children first." "Henri, Florence, dinner's served." "Marie, are you coming?" "Dancing is good, but not until sunrise." "Careful, you're becoming an old nag." "But I'll live longer." "They're never going to eat here." "Come, we won't wait for your dad." "Show me your hands." "Go wash them right away." "We're not in Paris." "Don't talk back, hurry." "One more?" "Another one, please." "To your health." "Your courtesy urges me to drink to you." "This one seems a bit stronger than the previous one, what do you think?" "I think that all the scents of Arabia are in there." "Yes, you close your eyes, open your mouth and make a long journey." "I bet they don't make them like this in Normandy." "I thought you were a Parisian." "Eleven months of the year." "In August, I'm a Norman." "I have a cottage in Luc-sur-Mer." "Which ocean?" "The Channel." "Is your house on the ocean?" "Almost." "But whether a villa looks out on a sea or on land... it always rains there." "There's plenty of water." "That's true." "When I sailed out of Cherbourg in '39 as a sailor..." "I only saw umbrellas." "Excuse me, but those little rains that you get confused with the Niagara... we call them drizzles." "I don't want to be a pain, but the word 'drizzle' alone depresses me." "But these shimmering skies over a still sea give one a headache." "Personally, I think the tide does have a certain charm." "You get up in the morning and suddenly the beach is three, four times as big." "Do you like that wet sand?" "Our sea stays where it is, at least." "But it's less stimulating." "And it doesn't have that scent." "Has no scent?" "And yours does?" "What does your sea smell of then?" "Iodine." "Ha, iodine." "To your health." "Look at the good-looking couple." "Can I borrow your car?" "Yes, like every evening." "I filled her up." "Where are you going?" "Dancing, like every night." "Is that alright with you?" "Yes." "And if it wasn't alright with us..." "They'd do it anyway." "One for the road?" "Yes, one for the road." "Excuse me." "The same." "He's friendly." "Do you take marriage seriously?" "No, not marriage." "But I take us seriously." "Do you think we're better than other people?" "Everybody who loves each other is better than others." "You're sober, reliable." "Your mind is as honest as your heart." "What are you doing here?" "I'm on holiday." "So am I." "Are you staying long?" "Yes, I'm getting married." "Bye." "Who's that?" "A charming young man." "What did you say?" "He looked sad." "I told him we're getting married." "He used to be in love with me." "Why did you never tell me?" "You're so jealous." "Do I have a reason to be?" "Absolutely not." "Really?" "You're being silly." "Should I love you less then?" "No, you shouldn't be childish." "Stop it, I never had anything with him." "I don't want him to love you." "A man in love is so vulnerable." "Are you here already?" "I arrived yesterday evening." "Do you want to dance?" "Alright." "Are you still buying that outboard motor from me?" "Yes, but only the motor." "What about the boat?" "Burn it." "It's rotten." "Yeah right, it's only 5 years old." "What did you say?" "Five years." "Twelve years." "Five." "Twelve." "Eight." "Have you seen Charles-Eduard?" "He's dancing with Marie." "Beware of Charles-Edouard." "This is Charles-Edouard Duby." "Do you want a drink?" "No, thanks." "That's just great." "You take Marie away from me... and when I see her again, you don't even want to have a drink with me." "Tell him to go." "One minute." "You'll have her all your life." "Leave us for a moment." "Don't be stupid." "Don't fight." "You have the mentality of a parachutist." "Get lost." "If you make a scene, I'll never forgive you." "Let go of my jacket, you're creasing it." "You've made him crazy." "Have you seen Marie?" "She went that way." "Marie, listen." "No." "You listen." "Mom has been afraid of dad all his life." "Of his bad moods, that he won't like the soup." "I don't want to go through that." "Are you serious?" "Yes." "I want to be your wife." "I'll even try to remain your lover." "But I won't be your maid." "Is that all?" "That's all." "And now I'm going back on my own." "Alright, go then." "I'm going, Antoine." "I just need to trim that and then it'll be better than new." "Was that Antoine?" "Yes, Sir." "He's driving fast." "He's in a hurry." "I know where he's going." "You always know everything." "He's going to Juliette." "The pharmacist's daughter?" "Yes." "Come watch me dive." "I can see that from here." "Come on." "Leave me alone." "I'm getting angry." "She's adorable." "Yes, she is." "Have you seen Marie?" "She's in the water." "She's going far on her own." "Well, she can swim." "You're looking worried." "Me?" "Not at all." "Spread it out better." "You need less paint that way." "I have to teach you guys everything." "Sir, the store on the phone." "If you want to have a successful business, you won't have a private life." "Jules, can I paint?" "No, I don't have time." "Mauricette?" "What's wrong?" "I'll see him this afternoon." "Tell him that." "A big customer who owns a chain, American style." "Mr Lartigue, do you know a certain Juliette?" "I know many Juliettes." "I mean the daughter of a pharmacist in Marseille." "Juliette Bourienne, I know her well." "A sweet girl." "And if it wasn't for your daughter Marie... she would have married Antoine." "So they were engaged." "Almost, a flirt." "You don't look happy." "It's no crime to have more than one fiancée." "Of course, I just wonder why he went to see her." "Antoine went to see Juliette?" "Who told you that?" "Henri told his brother." "I don't like that." "Me neither." "If he's already making her cry before they're married..." "Did you see her cry?" "No, but you can figure." "I don't understand it." "Mr Malhouin, my son's sensitive." "Your daughter must have done something." "Don't turn it around." "She's here on her own and he's seeing an old girlfriend in Marseille." "Don't accuse people when you have no proof." "But still..." "What did you do to Antoine?" "He's gone." "Where to?" "No idea." "Weren't you going to sunbathe?" "Sophie, are you coming into the water?" "Don't go too far." "Was the water nice?" "Yes." "Where's Antoine?" " In Marseille." "Did you have a fight?" "Yes." "When?" "Last night." "Do you want to explain it to us?" "Why?" "Because Mr Lartigue and I are worried." "There was a guy who once was in love with me." "Who?" "Someone I dated a few times." "Antoine was rude and we had a fight." "I went home alone." "How?" "I hitchhiked." "Just accept it." "Besides, I'm going." "So Antoine had a good reason to go to Marseille." "Were you there then?" "No need, she confessed." "Confessed what?" "That she met a guy she used to date." "For a girl..." "Are you saying she's not a decent girl?" "What does that mean?" "It means a lot here." "It means nothing with us." "Do I have to be more explicit?" "I'm listening." "Alright then." "Apparently, your daughter behaved like an adventurer." "And your son like a punk." "No, like a jealous man." "That's not the same thing." "Misdirected jealousy is no excuse to hurt my daughter." "I know plenty of girls that would like to be with Antoine." "Especially the little Bourienne girl." "She has always loved him... and that made her happy." "Besides, she has a pharmacy." "Nice attitude." "Their happiness comes second... as long as you can add a pharmacy to your televisions and pedal boats." "That's low." "But I forgive you, because if you have a daughter like that..." "What about my daughter?" "She's a slut." "What did you say?" "Get the suitcases, we're leaving." "Adolphe..." "I always thought Malhouin had to work hard to be cheerful." "I don't like that." "I want them to be genuinely happy, because my hospitality's real." "When I open my house, I open my heart." "Do you understand?" "Of course." "What will you say to the boy when he comes back?" "What can I say?" "The truth." "That Malhouin badmouthed him and I badmouthed his daughter... and that they left." "But he'll see that for himself." "He won't like it." "No, he won't." "But Antoine's just like me." "He's now walking through Marseille with Juliette." "Do you think?" "No." "Are we going to Paris?" "No, we're still on our holiday." "We're going to Luc." "Maybe it's better this way." "We'll pretend nothing happened." "Oh yeah?" "What did I say wrong?" "Do you think it's that easy?" "Cry if you want." "I don't plan on crying." "You could get yourself run over." "I don't care." "Are you going back, after everything Lartigue said about you?" "His son left you for someone else." "I made him do that." "But why?" "Because I love him." "You don't know what you're saying." "Antoine's my business." "Then why tell me about the fight?" "I didn't ask anybody anything." "You got yourself involved." "I'm your father." "And I'm your daughter." "We love each other." "I won't have your family honour ruin my life." "Family honour?" "I don't care about family honour." "Don't think you can force me." "Come on, child." "No, I was sitting there." "Take it easy." "Antoine, how are you?" "Fine." "What's that?" "Flowers." "Bought at the market in Aubagne." "For whom?" "Guess." "You've had a fight, haven't you?" "How do you know?" "Yes, yesterday we had a fight." "A bad one even." "More than bad." "Marie said it still wasn't solved this morning." "She said you had a problem with an old admirer of hers." "Did she tell you that too?" "I didn't mind it that much, because I understand love." "But her father turned it into a huge problem." "He wasn't happy." "Not happy at all." "Especially when he heard you'd gone to Juliette." "I didn't go to Juliette." "I called her because I was angry." "And then I drove around and bought flowers." "That's very nice of you, but you could have said so." "To whom?" "I don't know, maybe to your dad?" "But at least to Marie." "Alright, I'll go see her." "Too late." "Too late?" "Yes, too late." "She's not here." "Nor is her family." "Where are they then?" "They left." "Where to?" "Paris." "That's not funny at all." "I'm not laughing." "Neither am I. And do you know why?" "Because it's not a joke, unfortunately." "So they left and you did nothing to stop them?" "Nothing." "What do you mean?" "I didn't want you to make a mistake." "People like us only marry once." "I'll never leave Marie." "And she you?" "Then I wouldn't let her go." "You don't understand." "I love her a whole lot." "What about last night?" "These things happen often." "We're a couple." "Know what that means?" "Yes." "I'd be surprised." "What about your mother and I?" "That's different." "We're young, but for you it's over." "You're giving me a lot of grief." "Because your parents are good enough to deserve respect." "Where are you going?" "After them." "You don't understand." "Mr Malhouin and I are very angry with each other." "And Marie just went with them?" "She couldn't say anything." "Her father and I have said things..." "Poor little Marie." "Yes Antoine, I called her an adventurer... and a slut." "Are you back already?" "Yes, we're about to go to Luc-sur-Mer." "What happened?" "My husband can't handle the south." "They say it's nice there." "But they're wrong." "About many things." "A 24 year old guy who spends the night away, that's not a disaster." "In a few days, everything will be alright." "Is that all you can say?" "Antoine's unhappy and you think that's normal?" "You don't love your child." "I do love him." "You wouldn't stay so calm." "He has disappeared." "He went to Paris to see Marie, of course." "If you think that, you should go to Paris and console him." "Alright, I'll take the Mistral to Paris, go to his pension... and I'll say:" "Shame on you for what you're doing to your mother." "Help me." "Marie, can you help?" "Are you really not coming with us to Luc?" "Just give up." "She's made up her mind." "What are you two going to do in Paris?" "I'll try to distract her and we'll follow in a couple of days." "Look after your father, sweetheart." "Say something." "What should she say?" "Sometimes talking's useless." "Remember when you had the measles?" "Your mother was in Luc with Sophie and we stayed here." "Just like now." "I'm not here to check on you, but to help you." "Because your mother was my first love, but you're my second and last." "And my sisters?" "Don't you love them?" "Of course, but that's different." "When you were little, you were already as impatient as me..." "Let's not discuss it." "You're old." "We don't speak the same language." "Even though we love each other." "Maybe you're right." "If you set the table, I'll get us a lobster." "Hello, Sir." "Antoine Lartigue, please." "He's not here." "He went on holiday with his father ten days ago." "His father?" "I'm his father." "That changes things." "Yes, that changes things." "Have you got a room available?" "Yes, but you'd prefer a quieter hotel." "There are only young people and some tourists here." "You're right." "Thank you, Sir." "What would you like?" "A beer." "Marie, I'm back." "Are you upstairs?" "Is this Caves du Beaujolais?" "Yes, Sir." "Is this the owner?" "Yes." "Malhouin speaking." "Have you seen my daughter Marie?" "No, is anything wrong?" "No, I wanted to ask her to bring me cigarettes." "I'm sorry, but she hasn't been here." "Well done, as always." "Suzanne, answer the phone." "Malhouin speaking, have you seen Marie?" "No and neither has my wife." "Weren't you at the coast?" "We had to come back." "Thank you." "Bye, Mr Brumin." "What are you doing here?" "Antoine left." "What do I care?" "Have you seen him?" "Why would I?" "He's been gone for three days." "That's why I'm in Paris now." "At his pension, they said he'd gone on holiday." "Then I called you." "The line was always busy, so I came over." "Come in." "Did he leave three days ago?" "After you left." "Emile?" "We've arrived and the weather's beautiful here." "Good." "Florence is already asleep." "She had a bath right away." "Everything's going well." "How's Marie now?" "She's fine." "Pass her to me." "That's bad timing." "She went to get cigarettes." "I'll call tomorrow then." "Look after her well." "And after yourself." "Of course." "Give the girls a kiss from me." "Good evening." "Was that your wife?" "Yes, she went to Luc with the eldest and the youngest." "But Marie's here?" "I didn't want to tell my wife, but I've already been waiting for two hours." "Dinner was ready and suddenly she was gone." "You don't know where she went?" "I wish I did." "If she ran away, could they be together?" "Who?" "Antoine and Marie." "He's been gone for three days, she for two hours." "Besides, I'd still be just as worried." "What if they don't want to see us?" "Oh, come on." "I don't want to tell his mother that Antoine won't see me anymore." "Maybe you don't realise that I love him." "And I raised him well." "Do you doubt that?" "I've raised Marie well too." "But what do we teach them?" "Table manners, politeness and what else?" "Well, we're not the Good Lord." "No." "But our situations are different." "Antoine's a boy, but Marie's a girl." "And she can do something stupid." "Because of a fight?" "An unsolved fight can become a drama." "Don't you read any papers?" "If you think that, we have to act." "Call the police." "The police?" "And what can they do?" "We'll keep an eye on things." "That's what they'll say." "So we can't do anything." "No, except wait and look at the clock." "I have to call dad." "Don't you think he's asleep?" "Wait until you have a daughter." "Where on earth are you?" "What did you say?" "What are you telling me?" "Alright, girl." "Bye then." "Exactly." "In a way it's better like this." "Yes, but still..." "Brother-in-law, would you like to eat something?" "Since this is where we stand..." "I'll get a bottle." "If you want to hear my opinion... the worst that can happen to us... is that we have to make them get married right away." "If I understand correctly... you're saying we might soon be grandfathers?" "Exactly."