"I know, the light mists," "The fresh snow of winter mornings." "SÉBASTIEN AMONG MEN I could find you," "The white hare who's never seen." "But the bird, the bird has flown away," "And never shall I see him again." "Because I saw, the bird fly," "I saw the bird, I know he was leaving." "I heard him cry," "EPISODE 5:" "THE ARRIVAL OF CELESTINE The beautiful bird chased by the wind." "The letter that came from Canada, announced to César the upcoming marriage of his grandson Jean." "That's why he's going to find Pierre Maréchal and with a sort of solemnity, he entrusts Sébastien to him, then he leaves." "But for Sébastien, this departure is an abandonment." "Thomas is the only one today who can understand his suffering and loneliness." "Old Thomas knows well, that if Sylivia returned," "Maréchal would regain the joy of life that he's almost completely lost, and would perhaps take care of his son." "So Thomas goes to find Sylvia, he tries to convince her, but he doesn't succeed." "When he returns to Joncquières, it's night." "He goes to Sébastien's door." "Behind this door, the child writes to Célestine:" "come quickly, come quickly, come quickly." "Here's the 8:30 coach." "Yes... there aren't many people this morning." "Good morning Madam." "Good morning sir." "The Joncquières, please," "M. Pierre Maréchal's place, do you know where it is?" "It's on the outskirts of town, but quite far." "It may be better to take a taxi." "You think so, I have good legs." "As you wish." "So then you cross the village and then you just have to follow the river." "But it's a good 3 Kms." "As far as that?" "Yes." "Oh, then I'd better have a small coffee with a croissant to give me courage." "Black Coffee?" "With milk." "Without being curious, you haven't come for the job as cook, by any chance?" "The job as cook?" "Excuse me if I'm wrong, but I know he's looking for another." "They're having difficulty finding one." "Why, isn't it a good place?" "That..." "Let's suppose that I've come for the job?" "Well, I pity you, still, maybe you won't stay there." "Probably not, unless you want to work for nothing." "Why, is it badly paid?" "Rather." "There's no more money in the till, and it's me who tells it to you." "Oh dear, I thought he was worth millions, M. Maréchal with all his racehorses." "They don't belong to him, my dear lady." "He trains them, it's not the same thing." "He still has two." "Maybe, but all the others, finished." "All gone!" "Why?" "The owners don't trust him any more." "A trainer, he has to train, and he just twiddles his thumbs." "His staff are fed up with it, and the guys, they're leaving." "And all this, it's since his unhappy love affair..." "Come on, this is just gossip." "It's the truth." "So says you!" "I'm telling you." "Since Miss Sylvia left, he's no longer a man, he's a bear." "Was he engaged?" "Officially." "And then he brings home a 9 year old kid." "He introduces him to everybody by saying: this is my son." "What do you think Miss Sylvia did?" "She left." "Of course." "And I agree with her." "Well, not me?" "You're going there, anyway?" "I'll run there." "Aren't you going to eat your croissant and drink your coffee?" "You just can't help some people." "Let her run." "If she wants to work for nothing, well, that's her business." "Not too friendly in this village." "If you're tired, maybe I can give you a lift." "Thank you, that would be great, gladly." "I think I'm lost, I can't believe it!" "Where are you going?" "To Joncquières, M. Pierre Maréchal." "That's good timing, get in." "Oh good, thank you." "Are you the new cook?" "If they want me." "I'm the baker." "I'm going there to settle my bill because I've written twice with no result." "Oh dear!" "Yes." "Here, this is M. Lambert's horses which are leaving." "Who's M. Lambert?" "He's Miss Sylvia's dad, the owner of the Fontenelle château." "Wait, I'll open it for you." "Wait, wait." "Ah yes, because I'm not sure how it opens." "Thank you." "Here, safe and sound, I'll leave you." "Thanks for the help of your car." "Thank you." "You're welcome." "Glad to help." "Hey, Thomas, tell your boss that the joke has gone on long enough." "What?" "I'm not the Rothschild bank, me, what do you expect?" "I can't give credit for 107 years." "Ah, you choose your moment well, I assure you." "Go on take them, get on with it." "Don't get excited." "Oh, don't get upset, it's easy to say." "When I think that we've had them since the first year." "The boss treated them like young girls." "Like this one, he spent 3 nights in her box." "And him, when he had his strain, remember, Sylvia and him felt sick." "Go then." "Ah, I'm fed up, I tell you I'm fed up." "He left without closing the door." "He doesn't want to see this." "Well, neither do I want to see it." "And my bill?" "Go see the boss, it's none of my business." "Well then, I'll come back tomorrow." "He takes on the same character as his boss, that one." "Is it M. Maréchal that you want to see?" "Well, yes." "I don't think it's a good time." "Shall I take you back?" "Certainly not." "I'm here, and here I'll stay." "As you like, good luck." "Monsieur?" "What?" "What do you want?" "I want..." "What?" "But I don't know where I'm at." "I've come to see..." "Look, there he is, it's him that I came to see." "You do it on purpose to annoy me." "You can't blame me if the horses are gone." "Why do you do that, it's not fair." "Hey, listen up." "Ah yes, it's you who told me to go comfort him, well you saw what happens." "Well, there's someone asking for you." "Where?" "Over there, can't you see?" "Celestine." "Did you get my letter?" "You came..." "What else would I do?" "But let me go, rascal." "Will you stop, dear child." "Celestine." "You've seen, it's me." "You're staying, eh?" "Of course I'll stay." "Provided the boss accepts her." "Ah..." "This is Thomas." "Yes." "If you want to see M. Maréchal, he's in his office." "For sure, he's there." "Come on, he's not an ogre, your father." "No, he's worse." "What a way to behave!" "I don't want to hear you say such things." "Yes, well, if you don't believe me, come and see." "Let's go." "Let me take a breather." "My heart's pounding, you know." "You look a bit off-colour." "What's wrong?" "If you knew." "And no, I don't know, exactly." "I have to guess everything." "César left you here and we have to manage with his departure." "And your ugly beast, Belle, what have they done with her?" "She's not allowed to run free, because of the horses." "Oh." "So there are times when I must tie her up." "Yes, well, that can't be the worst thing they've done." "But, is that why you brought me from the other end of France?" "Come on, you know it's a joke, silly goose," "I know very well you can't do without her." "And that's all?" "All what?" "Well, all that awaits me." "I don't know, you'll see." "Of course I'll see." "I didn't come half way around the world for nothing, I swear." "Come on, it'll get better, Come on, hold my bag." "I'll take care of our little business." "Go take a walk and count on me." "Are you Pierre Maréchal?" "Yes." "Here." "Celestine, that's me." "Two days ago I received this letter." "You see I haven't lost any time." "I entrusted César's farm to the mayor and two neighbours." "I jumped on the train and here I am." "May I sit down?" "Please do, forgive me." "Don't get up." "Read, you'll understand." "You didn't know that the boy had written to me?" "No." "That's what I thought." "Come quickly, come quickly, come quickly, signed Sébastien." "It's clear, right?" "So I, when a child calls me for help, I come." "Especially when this child, I raised him so to speak." "How long do you plan to stay here?" "Oh, at least until César returns." "Then, you can take his room." "It awaits you." "Thank you, you're very kind." "Even more than I thought." "Oh yes." "Yes, because I must tell you, at first, I was against it." "Against what?" "Against you, against all this." "I told César that he should leave the boy where he was." "Thank you for your candour." "You're welcome." "Now that the damage is done, we must do what we can." "Good, well, I'm going to make a tour of the kitchen." "Are you hungry?" "No, I'm going to work." "But, it's out of the question, of course." "How's it out of the question, you don't think I'll stay here and do nothing." "You need a cook, well, here I am." "Truth for truth... everything you see here, they're bills." "And within a week, I won't be able to pay any more, whatever it is at home." "No problem, no need to pay me." "I brought my small savings." "One always plans for the worst." "Come on, I must still go I and see this kitchen." "I'll take you there." "Thank you." "It's really nothing." "Don't bother, the boy's waiting for me at the door." "He must know where it is." "Then I'll let you go with him." "So how did it go?" "This mania you have for asking questions." "So where's this kitchen, that I'm working in." "This is Jeannette." "Hello." "Hello." "Don't mind me, dear, carry on, carry on." "It's not bad here." "Yes." "May I look at the stove?" "Of course." "It's nice all this." "What's this?" "Soup." "Soup for who?" "For everyone tonight." "It's not possible." "She does what she can, you know." "Ah, because she's the girl who does the cooking." "Well..." "We'll fix that." "Do you have an apron around here?" "Oh, might as well get another." "That's it." "Oh yes, well, that's better." "This one you can put aside for the kitchen?" "And then put away your bucket, my girl." "But you see, you see, listen, when you use a mop, you shouldn't go around chairs, you should move them." "Come on." "Lift it up, there, you see, like this." "There, and then underneath there, you didn't do, I bet." "Oh yes, ma'am." "My name's Celestine." "Here, you see, it's full of dust." "What time do we eat lunch here?" "At midday." "So, what are you doing cleaning the kitchen?" "There's a time for everything, my girl." "Tidy your cloth and then put the bucket away." "And what is there for lunch?" "What are you doing looking at her, my dear, move yourself a little." "So what is there for lunch?" "There's soup and then a big piece of meat." "Ah, right." "It's Thomas who brought it." "It's in there." "Show me." "So I'm going to slice it and then fry it in butter." "Cut it into slices and fry the pieces in butter." "This is a leg of lamb, you unfortunate." "Can't you see that?" "Fetch me a small clove of garlic." "Thank you for the garlic." "Give me a small knife, a sharp one if you have it." "You want me to peel it for you?" "Yes, that would be nice." "There." "So you see," "You must prick it well, give me that, dear, there." "Light the oven for me, meanwhile there." "Well, then?" "I don't really know how to do it." "How old are you, 14?" "15." "The robbers, it's no age to work." "How long have you been doing the cooking here, all alone?" "Just over a week." "The poor things." "Well now that I'm here, you lay the table and I'll take care of the rest." "Only tie your hair, I don't want it to be found in my pans." "Wait, I'll help you." "Look, stand here." "Do you want to run along?" "Will you pick me a big bunch of flowers." "That'll occupy you." "Where from?" "I don't know, where you want." "In the meadows." "Go on, but hurry up." "Has anyone seen such a slouch?" "Go on quickly." "You're better than a revolution, you." "That's what's needed here." "Off you go." "Sébastien." "Yes." "Bring me back a little parsley." "Where from." "I don't know, sort it out yourself." "I'll give you a little help cleaning the table." "I'd like some beans, do you have any?" "I have nothing but potatoes." "Well so be it." "Here, take this cloth." "Can you get me a chair?" "Sit down." "So, tell." "what?" "Well everything." "M. Maréchal, he seems like a nice man." "Yes, he was nice before." "Before the arrival of Sébastien." "Right?" "When he saw his Sylvia everyday." "Yes." "You know all this?" "Yes, of course." "Come on, tell me how he was before." "He was cheerful, and then he was around all the time." "We heard him all around." "There were horses everywhere." "And then he loved them." "You should have seen how he looked at them." "It was like he saw a mermaid." "But he also liked others, those of Miss Sylvia." "And now?" "Now, I no longer know what he thinks." "And when he thinks, he thinks only of getting angry." "He loved her that much?" "Miss Sylvie?" "Yes indeed, you should have seen how he looked at her." "And she was the same." "What a waste." "That's what everyone says." "So he has no taste to do anything now?" "No." "He goes out almost every night, and when he returns grandpa shuts himself in with him and they quarrel." "Obviously, they don't say anything, but I understand all the same." "What?" "That M. Maréchal is unhappy." "Then he gets bored and plays." "How does he play?" "He bets on the races." "In any case, he loses a lot of money." "Well, we're in a bad way." "That's it." "Well, you see, there's no more flowers." "Oh yes, but Celestine wants some parsley." "Come on, you're tired of being on a leash." "Come on." "Celestine, wants some parsley." "Come on..." "let's go." "Celestine, wants some parsley." "Thomas." "Monsieur Thomas." "What, what is it?" "You don't know where there's some parsley?" "Parsley?" "I have other things to do than think about your parsley." "It's not for me, it's for Celestine." "She wants some flowers and parsley." "Okay, for flowers, you have what you need, that's something." "Yeah." "I beg you, keep your dog on a leash." "We've told you a 1000 times, you're going to get in trouble again." "Go, go, slip away." "Oh, all the same, come on." "They're all annoying." "Come on, they can be annoying." "Celestine won't have any parsley." "I haven't found any parsley." "Well, I say." "Do you like it?" "Yes indeed, you bet." "Look, here Jeannette." "Thank you, they're very pretty." "Arange them properly." "Hello poppet." "Oh, you brought your dirty animal just the same, eh." "Hello my Belle." "Make sure she's tied up well." "Don't worry, she always is." "Lunch is ready, you need to ring the bell, Jeannette." "Stay there, don't worry." "Can I take one?" "But of course." "Jeannette..." "Thomas... the boss." "I have to break off a piece." "Today, I want everyone to be happy." "Well, well." "Is this your father's place?" "Yeah." "Well, go get him, it'll make him happy." "Go on, run quickly." "Quiet, the boss doesn't like noise." "Well, dammit, you didn't need to take it out on the boy." "If you can't take care of your horses, you could at least look after your kid." "He's your son, you know." "You look at him as if you didn't know him." "You treat him like a stranger." "That one, he's really in the way." "It would've been better if he hadn't been born." "That one, he's really in the way." "It would've been better if he hadn't been born." "That one, he's really in the way." "It would've been better if he hadn't been born." "It would've been better if he hadn't been born." "It would've been better if he hadn't been born." "Be careful, Pierrot, because this kid is becoming attached to you." "Hey, you don't really think he's in the way, this child?" "No." "Fine, because otherwise you'd have done better to leave him with César, eh." "Come on, the bell rang a long time ago." "Come on." "Oh, look at that boss." "The table is set like for a party." "It's a long time since we've seen anything like this, right?" "This is nice, Celestine." "If you continue to talk, The lamb will be overcooked." "Come on." "Have you seen this, Thomas." "Thank you Jeannette." "I even get a flower." "It was Sebastian who put it there." "But where is the boy?" "I sent him to get you." "Two minutes ago he was at the office door, it looked like he was listening." "And then suddenly, he left for the beach as if he had the devil at his heels." "It's strange that he didn't go into the office." "What's the matter?" "Don't worry about it." "Lunch is ready." "Let's start." "It must be the kid." "That one, he's really in the way." "It would've been better if he hadn't been born." "It would've been better if he hadn't been born." "That one, he's really in the way." "It would've been better if he hadn't been born." "Sébastien, that's a strange place to sleep." "Hey Sébastien, I came to thank you for the flower." "You have a funny little noggin, all the same." "One thinks that there's nothing inside but it's quite full of a heap of things." "Go on, blow." "I'm in the way." "It would've been better if I hadn't been born." "It was you who said it." "I may have said that, but I still came to find you." "Don't be mad at me, look at me." "I have some troubles." "Can you understand that?" "Okay, boss." "All this, they're men's troubles." "Sébastien." "Yes." "You should learn to ride." "Okay." "It's me who'll teach you." "Really?" "Shall we start right away?" "Okay." "Come on." "Try to do it yourself." "Mount up." "Up you go." "Are you scared?" "No." "Sébastien." "I know nothing about children, I'm not used to them." "So you'll have to hurry up and grow up quickly." "I'll do what I can." "You're a good kid." "Okay, take the reins, no, over the top." "This way, there." "Are you ready, there?" "No wait, that's it." "Okay, let's go." "You'll see how things go well when we work together." "Subtitles by Oliver Sanderson"