"My parents, Martin and Marie Ferral, were sharecroppers exploited by the Count de Nansac, owner of the Périgord region where we lived." "It was the year of 1819." "With the Restoration, the Count had recovered his land... and with it his privileges." "The farmers were suffering." "My father more than any other." "He rebelled and killed Laborie, the manager." "He had hurt my mother when he came to chase us out." "Pursued, my father took refuge in the forest with Jean the charcoal burner." "It is there where I met him once more." "I'll never forget what he told me." "He treated me as a man, and this more than anything, marked me for life." "One night we met him at the Mïons." "My father was reported and arrested." "The Count expelled us from the farm." "We took refuge outside his land in the heart of the forest, at the tilery." "After a long search, my mother found work with a good master:" "Géral." "We weren't unhappy." "Although Mathive, the main maid, was very hard on her." "I was playing with Lina, the daughter of Mathive." "That calmed the anxiety a bit that I had due to my father's fate." "Six months passed." "We were summoned to Périgueux for the trial by Mr. Fongrave, my father's lawyer." "We left, not without trying... to convince Jeannette Mïon to testify." "Only she, among all those whom Laborie had dishonoured, would maybe be willing to say what a scoundrel he was." "Périgueux." "We finally reached the end of our journey." "How big it was!" "3rd Episode "The Tilery"" "This is where my father was." "How would we find him?" "The streets were so narrow!" "How hurried people were." "The artisans worked on their doorstep." "There was even one who sold water." " Here are two pounds." " Yes." "Thank you." "I was amazed." "These houses were high!" "I felt lost." "You could hardly see the sky." "Excuse me, sir." "The St. Front Cathedral?" "The St. Front Cathedral?" "This way, you'll see, Madame." "Thank you, sir." "The St. Front Cathedral." "I, who had been amazed by the chapel of the château!" "I wondered how they could have built such a big church?" "My mother went in before going to the prison where my father was." "In the Name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit, amen." "Blessed Virgin, I beg you, please, save my poor Martissou and I will bless you every day." "I'll bring you a candle ten times larger than this." "Do it, Blessed Virgin." "Do it." "I'm begging you." "Excuse me, sir..." "Excuse me, sir." "The prison, please." "It's there." "Thank you, sir." "Have pity on a poor man." "What do you want?" "I want to see my husband." "Who's your husband?" "Martin Ferral of Combenègre." "The murderer of Laborie?" "You can't see him." "Sir!" " You can't!" " I was told I could." "You need a permit." "See his lawyer." "Okay." "Come." "Hey!" "The lawyer... he's here." "Wait a while." "Eventually he'll come out." "We remained there waiting for more than an hour." "Passersby watched us." "Some with compassion." "Others turned their heads and I was ashamed." "I was hungry as well." "We hadn't eaten since morning." "My mother gave me a few chestnuts." "Here, Jacquou." "Excuse me, sir." " Master Fongrave?" " Yes." "That's me." "I'm Mrs. Ferral." "It's you?" "I'm happy to meet you." "This is the son." "Have you been here long?" "An hour or so." "They should've warned me." "I was told to wait." "How did you come?" "On foot." "On foot?" "Do you have accommodation?" "Come." "I'll find you something." "Follow me." "Could I see my husband?" "Alas..." "You can't see him today." "Tomorrow." "Tomorrow at the assize." "You'll see him there." "Okay." "Tomorrow... you'll be called to testify." "Say that your husband was angry and that he shot... while Laborie still had the gun in his hand." "And please don't worry." "Speak about the dishonest pursuits of Laborie." "Yes, I know." "It's not easy, but necessary." "Have faith." "Everything will be alright." "Early next day we were in the Présidial's court." "Master Fongrave had told us that we would see my father there." "That he would pass there before going to court." "We waited." " Jacquou!" " Dad!" "All these people scared me." "These judges watching us." "Especially the one in the middle in his big red robe." "It was only then that I thought of looking at my father." "How I loved him!" "Your name, given name, age and title?" "Marie Brunel, wife of Martin Ferral, 30 years old." "Being the wife of the accused you don't take the oath." "Where were you at the time of the crime?" "Well, in fact..." "Were you there?" "But it's not a crime." "Were you there?" "Answer." "Yes, your honour." "Tell us what happened." "Mr. Laborie... had asked us to get rid of our dog." "Which we had done." "He was hard on my husband..." "I asked you to tell us what you saw." "That's all." "Okay, your honour." "Your honour, I'd like to clarify." "You don't have the floor." "Let the witness speak." " I regret to insist." " I regret to disappoint you." "Your honour, I insist that..." "Marie Ferral is questioned about the whole period... where she had to suffer Laborie's acts." "In order for justice to be enlightened on the personality of this individual." "This individual is the victim, I remind you." "My father kept his eyes on me." "I felt that what Master Fongrave said was important for him." "Avoid unnecessary questions." "I'll regret to say that justice has not been served!" "I want an interrogation... on the two months preceding the crime." "It's the least!" "So be it." "Thank you." "I'm listening, Mrs. Ferral." "Mr. Laborie... was very hard with all tenants." "He wasn't at all appreciated by any farmer." "He did the sharing his own way and taxed us heavily." "What's more, he..." " He took advantage of his position to..." " To what?" "That the women couldn't..." "Couldn't what?" "Resist him." "Your words are very vague." "Do I understand that Laborie tried to abuse women?" "That's right." " You're the first to make these accusations." " The locals will confirm." " They haven't talked about it." " They were afraid!" "Afraid." "From justice?" "You're digressing, Master." "Continue." "Martissou had heard... that Mr. Laborie had attacked one of our neighbours' daughters." "Her name?" "Was she a witness?" "I don't know." "You don't want to say her name?" "I can't." "All right." "Gentlemen of the jury: take notice." "I was wondering who those people listening in were... and why everyone was so concerned about them." "They were too well dressed to understand what my mother was saying." "Continue." "On Christmas night I went to the kitchen... to get fire to light my lantern." "And Mr. Laborie said he wanted to talk to me." "And... a few days later, he called me to the château." "And then he..." "He tried to..." " He tried..." " I'll ask the jury... to see the shy answers of the witness... only as skillful statements made to smear the victim... and so impress them." "I won't allow that you doubt the witness!" "Enough, Master!" "None of your statements are based on any serious evidence!" "They will be considered as appropriate." "You may step down." "I couldn't believe that it was already over," "That we hadn't been able to speak about my father." "Why didn't Mr. Fongrave say something?" "Silence!" "Or I'll evacuate the room." "I admired my mother." "She was very brave, but we were dealing... with such an evil judge..." "What would happen now?" "Who was going to defend my father?" "Bring in the next witness." "I had some hope." "It was Pujol, one of our neighbours, tenant of Count de Nansac." "Your name, given name, age and title?" "I knew him well and I realized he came to help us." "Raise your right hand and say: "I swear."" "I swear." "Tell us what you know." " About what, your honour?" " Everything." "About the crime, about the accused." "I didn't see the crime." " You heard about it?" " Yes." "What were your reactions?" "Well..." " Did you approve?" " No." "I protest." "This question is insidious." "You think it's insidious to ask a witness... if he approves of a murder or not?" "In this case, yes." "That's enough." "Thank you, Master." "The jurors will take notice." "So you disapproved of the accused?" "I didn't say that." " Would you have done it?" " No, your honour!" "No, but..." "I understand how it happened." "Laborie killed the dog, then in his anger Martin..." "Yes." "Okay..." "Do you have a dog?" "No." "Well, that's to say, I had one." " You no longer have it?" " No." "Why?" "I had to get rid of it by order of the Count." "You followed the orders?" "Yes." "I would ask the witness... why he obeyed the orders he got?" "I don't know." "Because that's what you have to do." "I ask the jurors to notice... how big the difference is between this honest man... and the rebel that is Martin Ferral." "But I don't wish harm on Martin." "This is a man I esteem." "Everyone in the countryside knows." "Can I ask the witness a question?" "Go ahead, Master." " You are a sharecropper too?" " Yes." " You were dealing with Laborie?" " Yes sir." "How was he?" "Was he hard?" " Somewhat, yes." " I protest." "I see... where Master Fongrave is leading to." "Did you have complaints about Laborie?" "That's to say, me, no." "But others, yes." "What others?" "Others." "I don't know." "Have you heard about his conduct towards girls?" "Yes, sir." "Sorry." "They say that he wasn't behaving well." "The witness gives the same answers as Marie Ferral." "You said, "They said." Do you have formal proof?" "Well, proof..." "There's never proof of these things." "It's well known." "I for once agree with Master Fongrave." "The answers of the witness are similar to Marie Ferral's." "They are just as vague." "Thank you." "Step down." "My mother was crying in the face of such injustice." "They were all against us." "Next witness!" "My father seemed to say:" ""What will you do if I am condemned?"" "I wanted so much to comfort my mother." "These were the people of the château." "Mascret's, Laborie's assistant." "He had come to tell horrible lies against my father." "I wanted to kill him." "Laborie was a good man, fundamentally honest and entirely devoted to the Count." "It is said that he wasn't liked." "That's wrong." "His duty was difficult to perform, but he applied the law." "Of course he was hated by those who opposed this legislation." "For those like Ferral, who only sought to violate it!" "And to those," "Laborie has shown great patience." "This testimony is biased!" "I'm not biased!" "Martin threatened Laborie!" "One day he said: "If Laborie kills my dog, I'm gonna start trouble."" "Gentlemen of the jury, remember:" "Mascret was Laborie's deputy, and it is in that capacity that he has just spoken." "And not that of a man consciously telling the truth!" "Master, your interventions are numerous... and often untimely." "I hated them all." "Then came the Count de Nansac and it was worse." "Why did Ferral kill him?" "Laborie was my manager." "A conscientious manager." "His death has proved it." "So why this heinous murder?" "By anger?" "No." "Ferral had learned patience." "He knew how to wait." "Wait patiently with his revenge which in fact is what he did." "He refused to pay his debts and stole the game on my land." "Laborie just wanted to defend my rights and the law." "So Ferral killed him!" "He killed out of hatred!" "For hatred of the law!" "What more can I say about this sad affair?" "I shall not condemn Ferral." "He'll answer for his act before God." "But..." "As to the justice of mankind, gentlemen judges, jurors, you're there to have the condemned account for his act." "What happened to him?" "I didn't understand." "My father looked happy." "The tenants are not all murderers." "No." "Ferral killed... out of hatred for the established order." "In one word, gentlemen of the jury, this man is an outlaw!" "Thank you, Mr. Count." "The hearing of witnesses is completed." "A new witness has just arrived." "I ask for her hearing." " All witnesses have testified." " We need to hear this witness." "It's too late." "You know it." "This testimony is crucial!" "The witness was subpoenaed." "I demand that she be heard!" "It's the last one on the list." "Indeed." "Well..." "Bring in the witness." "It was Jeannette Mïon." "She had come." "She would tell all that she knew." "My father was saved." "Your name, given name, age and title?" "Jeannette Mïon, 18 years old." "Do you swear to tell the whole truth?" "Say: "I swear."" "I swear." "What can you tell us?" "Laborie had threatened me." "Explain yourself." "He wanted me to go home with him one evening." "I didn't want it." "He told me that he would double the tax, that he had the means to do so." "And then?" "I was scared." "My father is so poor." " We work all year round." " Did you accept?" "Oh no, your honour!" "But one day I passed the château, he came out and..." "Why didn't you come earlier?" " I was scared." " Scared?" " Of whom?" "Of what?" " I was scared." "Remove the witness." "If the witness can answer, I'll clear up some points." "Where do you live?" "Puymaigre, area of Herm." "Is your parents' farm far from Ferral's?" "No." " It's the closest one, right?" " Yes." "In short, you are neighbours." " Yes." " And friends?" "Can you remember where Martin Ferral was arrested?" "At our house." "He dined there because..." "No need to provide us the expected." "The facts are there." "The gentlemen of the jury will appreciate the value of the testimony... which is complacent." "I won't allow that you question the good faith of the witness!" "Enough!" "This is unacceptable!" "Master Fongrave, I call you to order!" "The interrogation is over." "Take the witness!" "This court stands adjourned!" "We were crushed." "Silence!" "We'll resume tomorrow at 2 pm... for the indictments and pleas." "We had fallen into a trap... from where it was impossible to free ourselves." "My father!" "They were taking him back to jail, in chains." "What would they do to him?" "Yes, gentlemen of the jury!" "The Count de Nansac said it." "This man is an outlaw!" "He goes outside the established order." "There has always been violence in him." "In fact, that nickname de Croquant, didn't he get it from an ancestor who once led revolts against his lord?" "Martin Ferral followed his example." "And his pride made him a troublemaker, a rebel, who can't accept the fate that God gave him on this earth." "And with his dishonesty added, he became a poacher, a thief!" "Revolutionary in one word." "And therefore, for long time, he had decided to kill this poor Laborie, for him, the representative of that hateful order." "The proof, you have heard it." "Mascret reported: "If Laborie... kills my dog, I'm gonna start trouble!" Premeditation is there!" "And for the king, gentlemen of the jury, as for you, I'm sure, things being what they are... he deserves to die." "The defense may now speak." "Your honour, gentlemen of the jury, as you will have understood, there can be no question here of a crime." "But I can tell you, your sympathies should go to the accused." "The victim, and then again, the word is inappropriate, was a miserable rogue," "imbued with the authority acquired by virtue of being manager." "He forced the law and by-passed it ceaselessly, as he pleased!" "He attacked Ferral... relentlessly." "Hunting him down in his poverty!" "Understand, gentlemen of the jury." "Martin Ferral was exhausted." "His wife and son reduced to a state of poverty." "He, not knowing how to give them bread." "Perhaps he poached, indeed." "Can you blame him?" "What would you do if, returning in the evening, you most often had to send your children to bed without dinner?" "Yes!" "These people are poor!" "Poorer than you can imagine!" "And all our farmers are like that!" "Sharecroppers harshly exploited on purposely reduced farms." "Day laborers at the mercy of the Lord and his people." "All worn out by taxes, starved!" "Plunged into the darkest poverty!" "Martin Ferral was one of these." "Hunted by misfortune... in his dignity of father and breadwinner." "And there his human dignity was attacked!" "Laborie attacked his wife." "He summons her to his home and chases her in vain." "Then... finally, for revenge, one morning," "under Ferral's eyes, he kills his dog and injures his wife!" "So... justifiable anger seizes Ferral." "He goes for his gun... and in self-defense, he shoots Laborie who still had his gun drawn." "Your honour, gentlemen of the jury," "this is a man you have to judge." "A broken man, simple, courageous." "A good man... after all." "This court stands adjourned!" "It will resume after deliberation by the jury." "Take away the accused." "I am confident." "Don't worry." "Thank you." "He was so good!" "He spoke so well about our misfortunes!" "Everyone would understand." "My father would be released." "Bring in the accused." "Here is the sentence." "Martin Ferral is sentenced to 20 years in the galleys." "Silence!" "Take away the convict." "The session is over." "We are rid of him." "If he gets out, he'll be the first one ever." "I don't want to see the others anymore." "We have to forget, Mascret." "Let's forget." "Master Fongrave came to comfort us." "The departure for the galleys took place in only three days." "He promised that we would see my father the next day." "The next day we waited all day in vain." "(Drums role)." "The following morning, ready to leave for the prison..." "Mom!" "What's that?" "I don't know." "Hurry up." "Martin Ferral, known as Croquant de Combenègre, from the town of Rouffignac, sentenced to 20 years hard labour... for having cowardly assassinated the manager of the Count de Nansac." "His sentence will be served in the galleys." "Go!" "Take him!" "Be brave, wife!" "Think of Jacquou!" "Think of Jacquou!" "Be brave." "It's over." "Finished." "They told me he would leave tomorrow." "We won't see him any more." "I will try to get news." "I'll do what I can." "Thanks." " Thanks for everything." " No." "You're welcome." "Don't thank me." "We'll leave." " I owe you..." " No." "You owe me nothing." "It was me who want to defend Martin." "I wish I'd done better." "My son and I will be thankful until death." "In the evening, we left Périgueux, alone, worried, as if put to sleep by the pain." " What do I owe you?" " You owe me nothing." " But, sir..." " I assure you." "Master Fongrave paid for everything in advance." " He paid for us?" " Yes." "Besides, he asked me to give you this." "It's a crown." "I didn't thank him enough earlier." "This was a fortune for us, but I remained indifferent." "The winter had come." "Life had started again at the Géral farm." "I wasn't the same." "I didn't understand." "No." "I didn't understand." "Hey, why aren't you talking to me anymore?" "No reason." " You're not angry?" " No." " I'm glad to see you." " Me too." "I was bored without you." "How is Périgueux?" "It's big." "It's Mascret, the guard from the château." "What was he doing here?" "I don't know." "He was already here yesterday." " Yesterday?" " Yes." " Does he know your mother?" " Yes." " Was your father a bit bad?" " No, he wasn't bad!" " Mom told me." " It's your mom who's bad." "You're all mean about my father." "When he comes back, everyone will be punished." "Punished!" "Jacquou!" "Jacquou!" "Jacquou!" "Jacquou!" "Isolated in the forest, near the pond where I had spent my last Christmas... before my father's arrest," "I calmed down." "The birds surrounded me." "I could hear their cries." "It seemed to me, weighed down by misery, that these little creatures were happy and free, having no concern at all." "While my father was chained at the galleys, probably locked up in a black pit." "My boy!" "He'll return, huh?" "Of course he'll return." "The accounts are not bad." "I think we'll get there." "Marie has brought us luck." "Surely." "What do you think, Marie?" "I don't know." "Yesterday at Mass, the Pastor of Bars told me about you." "He was worried he no longer saw you." "By the way, do you have news about Martin?" "Yes, sir." "He's in France, at Rochefort." "In France?" "Oh yes!" "that's right there are penal colonies here." "In France, that's better, right?" "So are you relieved?" "A bit." "Poor woman!" "We won't bring you any luck." "That's not what I think." "I'll go see where the kids are." "I don't hear them anymore." "Well, gosh!" "What's the matter with you?" "Me?" "Yeah, you!" "What did I do?" ""What did I do?"." "You being kind." "So is that wrong?" "Oh no!" "On the contrary." "I've changed my mind, that's all." "I admit I was wrong about this woman." "Aren't you glad?" "Oh yes!" "What's wrong with this piece of wood?" "Here." "Thanks." "You know, I'm sorry about yesterday." "Do you forgive me?" "You know..." "I love you very much, Lina." "That's why." "Me too, you know." "Your soup was very good, Mathive." " It's a recipe of Marie's." " Ah!" " Is there cake?" " Yes." "Stay at the table." " Hello!" " Guilhem!" " What's up?" " I'm coming!" " Unpack your stuff." " I want to." " It's about time." " What a surprise!" "I'm surprised too." " You're on leave?" " They released me." "Released?" "Oh, what news!" " Released?" "How?" " Here!" "I forgot to introduce you." "Marie Ferral, Guilhem." " My cousin who was in the army." " Madame." "Released this morning." "How is this possible?" " You look well." " I haven't eaten much." "You're gonna eat." "Sit down." "Marie!" "Will you add another plate?" "So?" " Tell us." " I don't know." "I don't know what happened." "I'm probably not the only one." "It's a nice surprise." "Seems like the Count did something." " The Count?" " Count de Nansac." "So shall we eat this cake?" "Well, Marie!" "I knew it was over now that Guilhem had returned." "They wouldn't need my mother and we would have to go." "It was Mathive who had done that, and Count de Nansac." "My dad was in the galleys and he was still pestering us." "Jacquou come back!" "I don't want you to go." "Lina, my dear Lina." "When would I see her again?" "We had returned to the tilery." "I did everything I could to help my mother." "I felt stronger." "Tomorrow I'll go to Maninie." "I have to find work." "Won't you be bored on your own?" "No." "What are you playing?" "I'm not playing." "I'm fixing the little bench." "What do you have there?" "It's the knife from my dad." "Mom!" "Forgive me." "At times I have no courage." "It's nothing." "Stop." "Starting over." "Always starting over." "We're going to survive, Mom!" "It's nothing, right?" "It's nothing." "Look at me, Mom." "Look at me." "Tell me that you see me next to you." "Look at me." "I doesn't matter." "Look at me, Mom." "You know what Dad said..." "Well, I will do it." "I want to help you, like him." "And soon you'll have work." "You'll see." "When he comes back, he'll know I've kept my promise." "I decided to poach as my father had." "These were the snares that he used." "I found them in a bag where he had hidden them." "With that, I was sure to succeed." "Like him, I could sell my catch and bring in some money." "The next day at dawn, I ran to see what I had caught." "I realized that I was not the best poacher." "But I didn't lose courage." "I kept trying for four days, in vain." "Finally on the 5th day..." "Mom!" "I did it!" "I caught something!" "Mom, I have two hares!" "Mom!" "I caught these." "Look." "I did it." " How did you do it?" " Like Dad." "They're big." "We'll get a good price." "Certainly, they are beautiful." " Dad will be proud of me." " Surely he will." "I'm so glad!" "I wish he was here to see my hares." "When will he be here?" "Not right away." "How long?" "19 years or so." "Is 19 years long?" "Yes." "When I'm big?" "A little." "So that's a lot?" "Yes." " But we'll be happy then?" " Yes." "Good!" "Let's give one hare to Mr. Fongrave." "So he knows we haven't forgotten about him" "If your father was here, that's what he'd have done." "We left for Montignac... where we knew a carter who would take the hare to Périgueux." "On the way we met the pastor of Bars." "Aren't you Marie Ferral?" "So we don't see you anymore?" "What are you doing?" "You're not coming to mass." "No, Father." "I don't have time." "So you are Huguenots." " I live as I can." " Without God's help." "Nobody helped Martissou." "Neither God nor the Virgin." "If you talk like that, you'll go to Hell." "For the poor, the hell is here." "You should know how to suffer in silence." "And Martissou, do you know where he is?" "I heard that he's staying in France." "Thanks to Count de Nansac." "Where is he?" "In the penal colony at Rochefort." "In the penal colony at Rochefort?" "You better pray." "That's where we put those we want to discard." "Giddy-up!" "Tell me Mom." "That's not true, right?" "No." "Don't you worry." "Why did he say it?" "To punish us." "Us and your father." "We haven't done anything wrong." "For him, yes." "What a wicked man!" "Mascret!" " Where's Taïaut?" " Far ahead, Mr. Count." "The Count could go hunting." "He could laugh, breathe the air of the forest, while he sent my father to die in the galleys." "It was that day that for the first time, the idea of revenge emerged ." "Suddenly an idea struck me." "I'd found how to take revenge." "Taïaut." "The Count's best dog, his lead dog." "I would snare him when the hunt went in the ravine." "I was seized by an intense joy... thinking of the Count hearing that his pack was beheaded." "The next day at dawn..." "I ran to the ravine." "It hadn't worked." "I left my snares." "Maybe the Count would hunt one day in that area." "I was worried about my mother." "I helped the best I could." "I tried to make the cages the way my father did." "Hey, Mom." "Will they buy my cages?" "Sure, at the market." "They will surely take them." "It was the middle of winter... and I wanted to make a living, so that she didn't have to go out any more." "I have to go to Grand Bonnet for my hemp." "No." "I'll go." "I have to go there." "I'm awaiting an answer about a job." "You're so tired..." "That's because I got up before dawn, but it's nothing." "That's enough, now." "Go there tomorrow." "I promised it for today." "I won't be long." "Then, I'll come with you part of the way." "So I can look at my snares." "But it's me who'll sell my cages?" "Yes." "Will you take me?" "Of course." "What I no longer expected had happened." "Look." "It's Taïaut." "Or what's left of him." "Caught in the snare." "Eaten by wolves." "The Count will be upset." "If Martissou wasn't in the penal colony, I'd swear it was him." "Come on!" "I had succeeded." "I was so happy!" "I had one regret: that the Count didn't know it was me." "Hey, bandit!" "Do you recognize this?" "Yes, it's me who did it." "Bloody brat!" "You're going to deal with me." "Go ahead!" "Jacquou!" "Jacquou!" "You'll both pay for this." "And dearly." " I don't give a damn about you, Mascret!" "You'll get what's coming to you." "You're not on your land, here!" "You can wear yourself out on the roads." "You won't find work anywhere anymore." " The Count will take care of that." " I don't give a damn about you, Mascret!" "I don't give a damn about you!" "My boy!" "Calm down." "Count de Nansac schemed against us." "He threatened all farmers in the region... to not give work to my mother." "Every day she left." "She wore herself out on the roads, but there was nothing to find anymore." "Neither day-work nor spinning hemp." "I always tried to do what I could." "I poached." "But in vain." "It was the middle of winter... and soon there was nothing left to eat at home." "Here." "I found some chestnuts." "And you?" "I've already eaten." "Take it." "You eat them." "Just take it." "I've had enough." "Mom!" "What's wrong?" "Don't cry." "I'm begging you." "I don't want you to cry, Mom." "You'll see." "They will all be punished." "Everyone." " Yes, my Jacquou." " Soon all will be well." "You'll see." "Till this evening." "Are you mad at me?" "You said I could sell my cages." "I'm afraid of Mascret." "But I'm not afraid." "It's too cold." "Don't go." "You're so tired..." "But this is the last time." "If I don't sell them today, all that's left is begging." "I'd been waiting for my mother all day." "Night had long since fallen, and my mother still hadn't returned." "It was getting colder and colder." "Anxiety came over me." "Suddenly I was seized by a premonition." "My son... your father has just died there, at the penal colony." "Killed by Mr. Nansac." "You'll swear to avenge him." "Do as I do." "Vengeance against the Nansacs." "Vengeance against the Nansacs!" "Vengeance against the Nansacs!" "Vengeance against the Nansacs!" "Vengeance against the Nansacs!" "Vengeance against the Nansacs!" "I had to remain faithful to this oath all my life." "That night I couldn't sleep." "I was thinking of my father and I was overwhelmed by hatred." "The flames fascinated me." "I couldn't leave." "Through them, it seemed to me that my father thanked me." "An intense joy seized me." "I had succeeded." "Jacquou!" "Jacquou!" "Quick!" "Faster!" "Hurry up!" "You people!" "Come on!" "Come on!" " Mr. Count!" " Yes!" "What's the situation?" " 12 hectares have been burned." " This is a disaster!" " Yes, my lord." " Go get the sharecroppers!" "Those from Lachapelle-Aubareil!" "The forest of Herm soon burned one league in width." "I couldn't take my eyes off it." "I'd been faithful to my oath." "I began to avenge my father." "The smoke, driven by the wind, exposed the flames... devouring everything in their path." "The forest burned all night." "Before daybreak there were only a few scattered fires here and there." "Jacquou!" "Jacquou!" "Jacquou." "You frightened me." "Why did you go out?" "He'll never be punished enough." "There is no doubt." "The fire started here." "Yes." "The fire was set with a fireplace." "A child's oven." " A child's fireplace?" " Yes." "Where is he?" " He isn't here." " He's here." " Why are you looking for him?" " You know well." "It doesn't matter." "I'll find him." "Jacquou!" "Jacquou!" "My boy!" "Hey, Mom." "Won't we ever see my dad again?" "Listen, Jacquou." "We must quickly go home." "Mascret is looking for you." "He knows that you set fire to the forest." "Come on!" "Here." "Some hot water." "Mom!" "Are you okay?" "Mom!" "Mom!" "What's wrong?" " Don't leave me." " No, Mom, I'm here." " Don't leave me." " I'll stay with you, Mom." "I was scared." "I decided to go for help." "Mom!" "Mom!" "What's wrong, Mom?" "Mom!" "The door!" "The door is open." "The door!" " It's open." " It's closed." "Go shut it." "He'll get in." "Go close it." "The door!" "I'm cold." "Martissou." "Why am I cold?" " It's me, Jacquou!" " Martissou!" "Martissou!" "Don't leave me!" " I'm Jacquou!" " Don't leave me, Martissou!" "They'll take Jacquou from me." "I have to go." "No, I'm here." "Look at me!" "I'm here!" "But I'm here!" "Don't you see me?" "Don't you recognize me?" "Jacquou." "Is it you?" " Yes, it's me." " Jacquou." "Jacquou!" "God is unfair." "Mom!" "Mom!" "My mother died last night." "Dead?" "Where?" "At the tilery." "And you're alone?" "Yes." "We'll do whatever is necessary." "Poor woman!" "She was too young to die." "I'm sorry, but this woman was not attending church." "She renounced God and the Virgin." "There'll be no prayer for her!" "Carry her to the corner of the cemetery where a pit is dug." "If you had had enough to pay, he would have done a proper funeral." "It's over, my boy." "The memory of my parents:" "I knew I would carry it always within me." "Looking at the burning of the things that had belonged to my mother," "I didn't feel indifference." "But with them, what had been my childhood, disappeared." "Where to go?" "I didn't know." "But my mission remained... and I had to accomplish it." "Subtitles by Subransu Editing by Oliverio"