A French village S07 E03 Rue Marcel Larcher
Remember that, Horne? Go for it.
The phone rings.
Groucho picks it up, he listens and says:
"You don't say!"
Then, after a little while, again...
"You don't say. You don't say!"
Then he hangs up.
Chico asks, "Who was it?"
Groucho replies...
"He didn't say."
It's my favorite.
Sorry, I can't translate it.
No, it doesn't matter.
As long as it makes you laugh. Yes.
I love you. And I love you.
He has to be gay, eh?
Shut up
We're making them jealous, you guys, come on! Come on! Ah, come on!
Who said that ? Bye. He's going.
For me?
But it's not my birthday.
Birthday gifts are bourgeois.
You have to give a gift when you want to.
It's because you're going out tonight. Is that it?
Not at all.
It's beautiful. You're crazy, eh.
Try it on.
Help me.
Is it real cameo? Yes.
Anyway, the size of the chain is right.
It's Silver.
Yes, of course.
Well, pass me the mirror.
You're crazy! How could you pay for it?
The cameo comes from my mother.
I just bought the chain.
I didn't know you had a cameo from your mother.
Well, you don't know everything.
I'll be back soon, tomorrow.
We've to go into the northern zone, It may take some time.
I'll be back here in the early evening.
At best.
Do the best you can.
You're going to look after Maman, OK?
There you go. Magnificent! You're crazy.
Crazy about you, yes.
Shall we go to your place? Wait, I'll go and re-do my makeup.
OK.
Subtitles by Rod Clarke Whitby, Ontario, November 2016
Please. No no no!
No no no. Please.
Please. Stop. Stop. Please.
Please! Respect the arguments.
Thank you. We'll maintain silence.
Thank you.
Monsieur Le Procureur, go ahead.
So you chose...
...those who were shot. Are we in agreement?
No. Twenty hostages were to be shot.
If I hadn't intervened, they all would have been.
So I saved ten.
A saviour who sends people to their death! Well that's original, eh?
You obviously don't listen to my answers.
You sincerely think...
...that your action was limited to saving ten people?
If you look at the situation in retrospect...
...without prejudice, you'll see that it's the truth.
But how did you choose...
...those who were to live, and those who were to die?
I don't. I...
...I don't know. In these moments, one follows one's intuition.
A funny intuition, really.
The nine shot, were, as if by chance...
...the Communist militants...
...who had most responsibilities.
For example, Gérard Faivre, a deputy...
...of the Municipal Councillors...
...a general Councillor.
And so you come and tell us about intuition.
The truth...
...is that you benefited from the German occupation...
...to settle your political accounts, Monsieur Servier.
But in the end, they all would have been shot.
Is it so difficult to understand? What account did I settle?
I saved lives. Ten lives!
Please! Please!
Respect...
Please.
Please. Respect the arguments. Thank you.
Must I bring to testify, the widow...
...of one of those, you sent to their deaths?
If you bring the wives of the ten I saved, to testify.
You obviously don't understand that there's no equivalence...
...between the ten you condemned....
...and the ten that you "saved".
Because by designating ten human beings...
...for the German executioners...
...you became accomplice to a tenfold murder...
...in the exercise of your duties....
Monsieur Servier.
And I hope you'll understand...
...before undergoing...
...the punishment you deserve.
I have no further questions.
What's happening in this country, Monsieur Bériot?
The word of a Member of the Assembly is worth nothing?
But it's a misunderstanding. We've... I demand...
...the immediate release of Monsieur Muller.
In accordance with the agreement that you signed.
Excuse me for begging your pardon Commandant, but...
...you didn't tell us that Monsieur Heinrich Muller had actually...
...become an agent of your Services.
What does it change about your commitments?
We don't treat an Agent of a friendly country as one treats a War Criminal.
He's both. That's the whole point!
Fix it so that he's liberated, Monsieur Bériot.
I'm sorry, but in France...
Justice is independent. Don't give me that bullshit!
I'm not a choirboy or a journalist.
You'll get him out tonight...
...or you'll slip on a very big banana skin!
Trust me!
Why do you say you made the list on your own?
It's... it's almost true, after all.
You didn't want to.
But I did it too!
No.
Remember that your only intervention consisted...
...of removing Emilie Estabet from the list.
And in the end, the Germans took her off the list.
No.
I also saved the Pole who'd stolen a ham...
...don't you remember?
Oh yes! Now that you mention it...
Marek Cubziak!
I saw him sweeping the steps of the Palais the other day.
You saved the life of a man.
That's very good.
So I condemned another.
Oh, no, Larcher, not you!
Don't go repeating the Procureur's logic.
You were there, with me...
...you can see. We saved people.
I told you at the time. "We'll not be forgiven."
And that's the problem Of the victors of today.
They don't want to understand.
So they're not able to forgive.
But you...
...you really think that what I did...
...deserves...
...which they're obviously preparing?
Certainly not.
At the resumption of the hearing, I'm going to say there were two of us.
There's no question of that!
Well, why? Because it will be of no use to me.
...but it will be a disservice to you.
Come on, keep silent.
Be free for both of us.
I don't know if I can do that.
I'm demanding it of you!
As a friend.
Promise me you'll keep quiet.
Go on!
Grant me this favour.
Political violence.
The use of violence....
...is made necessary when the Bourgeoisie, by class instinct...
...prevents the proletariat from mastering its destiny...
Violence? It comes from the bourgeoisie...
...who are ready for anything to preserve their power.
Not revolutionary terrorism...
...which is sometimes necessary to make things happen.
The proletariat... So?
Is it done?
No. Why?
You didn't find him, was that it?
Yes. Well, then?
Just at the moment of firing, I got the shakes...
...like a ball in my guts which stopped me moving.
At least you're not looking for pathetic excuses.
But you still owe me.
Remember that the shakes never paid a debt.
I think that dropping a guy, like that, in the back...
...I can't do it. There's something not right about it.
Who said you have to do things right?
My father. Your father?
Well, he told me you have to do what you think is right.
Your father was a fool, who believed in bullshit.
He wanted to do good for people in spite of themselves.
While it's the opposite that has to be done.
The bad.
To be frank.
It's the only thing people understand.
Look around you.
The Résistants, the real ones, are going nowhere...
...the Collabos are looking after themselves.
Where can you see any good in that?
I don't know.
Your only chance in this world, is not to believe in anything...
...apart from yourself.
And why would I shoot a guy in the back, then?
Because there are rules in life.
No matter where you are, you're on a playing field.
You have to follow the rules.
You work for me. You owe me.
I ask you to bump a guy off.
You bump him off.
Otherwise what?
I'll give you 24 hours.
We need to find a solution. And quickly.
You shouldn't have signed that promise to the Americans.
Didn't they teach you in London that nothing should ever be signed?
Listen, we all wanted Muller to come and testify.
No! I don't care if he testifies, unless it's at the end of a rope.
Messieurs, stop dreaming...
...how can we get him out? We can't!
Even if we do release him, he's wanted for War Crimes in the Ukraine.
War Crimes?
As soon as they knew we had him, the Russians filed a request for extradition.
I tell you, it's impossible to get him out.
Wait...
...the Russians are our allies...
Well, yes, and so?
Well, we've to please our allies.
The Russians are demanding a War Criminal from us...
...War Crime is much more serious than what we're charging him with...
That's right.
So we've to deliver up this War Criminal.
Or in any case expel him.
Afterwards...
...if it's the Americans who receive him at the German border...
That's no longer our business.
It could work.
What are you doing here?
I wanted to look.
Look at what?
God?
I like churches.
It's calm, you can reflect.
How much longer are you going to screw me around?
You missed your music class.
Your girlfriend Marie came by because she was worried.
What are you up to?
Did Gustave make a date with you before buggering off, or what?
Can't you make less noise?
Police, Madame.
So take a walk.
In a church! Well, yes, Madame, in a church.
Come on, come on. Come on!
There's no question of seeing him again. Do you understand?
Léonore, do you hear what I say?
Why did you bring him home, then?
I wanted to help him.
But obviously he didn't want to be helped.
I want you to promise me you'll not try to see him again.
You taught me never to lie.
Yes. Then I can't promise you.
Léonore...
...if I hear your seeing him again, you can go back to your father and Christine.
No! Gustave is a bad boy.
Really.
Alain showed me his file. He's much more dangerous than I thought.
I was wrong to bring him home.
You see...
...you can be a Maman, and make mistakes.
Promise me you'll not see him again.
Comrade.
Are you alone? There's just my daughter.
I've got five minutes.
I'm pasting up posters with friends, on the next boulevard.
I've taken advantage of that.
I've made coffee. Do you want some?
Is it the real thing?
That's one of the advantages of living with a cop...
It's that... which I wanted to talk to you about.
We've known each other for a long time, Suzanne...
Too long.
Was that a yes, or a no? Yes.
What time does Loriot get back?
Are you afraid he'll smack you around?
No no. It's just that I don't want to bother you.
I took a long time to understand you, Suzanne.
You're not the ideal militant.
But you're a good girl.
And you're a Comrade...
...who has energy to spare.
Did you come to ask me to marry you, or what?
Ah...My God, that's good.
I have the feeling that...
...to be in the party is important for you.
Yes.
The world's too unfair to leave it as it is.
Then... you can't go on living with a cop.
I've discussed it with friends at the Fédération. It's not possible.
You'll never change, Edmond.
Suzanne...
...if you do nothing...
...the Fédé is likely to start an exclusion procedure against you.
Which you will support?
It doesn't matter.
You know any exclusion procedure that the Fédé starts, goes to conclusion
Has Loriot become the man in your life, or what?
What have I got mixed up in?
I warned you.
Ah... ...also, I wanted to tell you...
...we asked the Mayor, well actually the Préfet, since there are no more Mayors...
...to create a Rue Marcel Larcher.
A Rue Marcel Larcher?
Where?
That, we don't know yet. We're having a big meeting at the Festival Room.
Roger will be there.
You can come and talk about Marcel, if you like.
A street in his name...
I wonder if it would have pleased him?
He's not here to tell us.
But I think it's important that people remember him.
Thanks for the coffee.
I have some rather good news.
Muller has been transferred to Paris.
And he's going to be deported.
Well, handed to the Americans.
Released, eh?
I told you he always got what he wanted from people.
He's married, according to what I was told. Yes.
We'll never see each other again.
Because you're angry with him? No.
For his safety.
He still loves me, you know.
Will you leave me. I want to sleep.
With your suitcase on the bed!
I'll unpack it later.
What will you do now?
You want me to go? Oh, not at all! Well...
You were hoping for a lot from your reunion with Muller?
I don't know...
You can stay here as long as you wish.
You haven't asked me how the hearing went?
How was the hearing?
Servier risks the death penalty.
Really. Why?
A secretary revealed that it was him who made up the list of 10 Communists...
...who were executed in October 41.
I didn't know.
I made up that list with him.
You!
What are you talking about?
You weren't at home at the time.
You were with Muller Only Sarah was here.
Servier proposed...
...well, in short...
...I made up the list with him...
...and no-one knows about it. Servier asked me not to say anything.
I didn't know how him to be so generous.
Do you think, I should...
...say nothing?
But since he's asked you.
I'm ashamed.
You spend so much time wanting to be perfect, without ever succeeding.
You talk like Muller at the hearing.
Do you hear!
He's talking about Heinrich.
He's talking about Heinrich and me.
Don't you hear?
Edmond came by today.
Here?
He's got a nerve!
He asked me to leave you.
And what did you tell him?
It's true that you're a Class Enemy.
But, First Class.
Aren't you asleep, darling?
I'm just going down the street.
Well, good night then. Good night.
Seriously, what do you plan to do?
To leave me, to lie to him or send him on his way?
Not to leave you, certainly not...
...but I don't really want to leave the Party either.
So it's a menage à trois, then!
Wait.
She's going to be passing by.
So in the end what does the Party do for you?
It gives meaning to my life.
Edmond....
Maurice Thorez...
Give meaning to your life?
Well, in fact, I see beyond that.
The SFIO compromised with Vichy...
...the MRP is a nest of priests, Collabos...
The Party is the only one that can change things.
But isn't that the ghost of Marcel speaking?
Are you jealous? Oh, no! Not of a dead person, anyway.
Do you know what Edmond told me?
He told me there's going to be a Rue Marcel Larcher.
That seems normal to me.
I've been thinking, Jules.
Just for once won't hurt.
I can't stop teaching. I...
I need children, to transmit something.
If I stop taking classes, I'm going to go crazy.
But it's temporary, Lucienne. Just time for things to quieten down.
Jules Bériot.
It's Lanzac. Is all going well with you, my dear friend?
Like an invalidated Mayor. Yes...
The issue has been raised with the Regional Préfet, and with de Kervern...
...we need to talk about it. Whenever you want.
I've taken the liberty of organizing a small meeting, nothing formal...
....between, let's say the people who count in Villeneuve, late morning...
...at de Kervern's at 11 am. OK with you? I'll be there.
Well, perfect. So, see you soon.
To withdraw from teaching, will tell everyone...
...that what these letters accuse me of, is correct.
Because it's not?
The wife of Deputé-Maire Bériot did not have a liaison with a German.
I think we agree on that point.
Yes, but from the moment the Academy asks me...
...to withdraw you from teaching I have no choice.
You told me it wasn't official? It's worse.
I was made to understand that if I leave you in position...
...you and I will have problems.
So I don't see the interest in continuing this conversation.
Well, I do.
I refuse to submit to your injunction.
And I'm going to take a class in a little while.
Lucienne, you'll obey me. No!
Should I then say to everybody...
...that you're indeed a Boche's girl!
You'll be dismissed by National Education...
...and believe me, you may have the right to see Françoise...
...once every fortnight.
If I'm let you. Is that what you want?
You're a monster. No.
Just a man who believed, that with time, I could win your heart.
I was wrong.
But I'm not going to let you ruin my life.
My friend...
How are you?
I should ask you that.
I dream of a rare steak...
...with fries, lots of fries.
That's what this is all about!
It's time to act, my friend.
Meaning?
The list of Communists...
...you didn't do it alone.
What are you talking about?
Larcher made it with you.
You told me about it, the evening of the execution.
You're wrong.
I remember. He absolutely wanted to save a woman.
You thought she was his Mistress.
Emilie er....
Emilie something. The one who was beheaded in Germany.
And so?
Well...!
You have to say that you were not alone.
It changes everything.
It's no longer the secret crime of a misguided official...
...it's Collective Policy error.
We don't execute people for a Political error.
This is your only chance.
I don't want to try that.
Are you tired of living?
Perhaps.
I served my country as best I could.
I realize today, that I may have been wrong.
Nonsense!
You did what you had to.
Like all the Préfets and Sous-Préfets of France.
Except for Jean Moulin.
You must get Larcher to share the responsibility with you.
There's no question of that. He's my only friend.
But you're not afraid!
No.
I believe that, at bottom, I have no attachment to life.
And us?
We?
You mean what people call our "union"?
Yes.
Our union.
You know, Arlette, our marriage...
...it was our fathers who decided it.
I never loved you.
Big deal!
I've never loved you either.
As if we had to love each other to be together.
What a stupid idea!
So...
...it's the other way round.
Who's that?
It's Eléonore, Suzanne's daughter.
What do you want?
Open the door!
What do you want?
Let me in. Don't you have any manners.
I was busy. At what?
Is it living with a cop that makes you always ask questions, like that?
No. No, I've always been like that since I was very small.
Well, it seems so.
What's this?
How did you find me?
You ask questions all the time, too.
Why didn't you come to the church?
You said that if I didn't come, I wasn't worth the trouble.
Yeah.
So, what are you doing here?
Sometimes people say things, and then there you are.
Are we going for a walk?
I have things to do. What?
You're a real calamity, I must say.
Did Loriot give you my address? You're joking!
I read it in your file which he'd brought home.
Shit!
I didn't think the cops had me fingered.
I'll have to move.
Turn around. What?
Turn around, I tell you.
I have to get something, You mustn't see it.
And don't ask me what it is. What is it?
Turn around!
But don't forget its good that I came to see you.
Yeah!
So for my reward, are we going for a walk?
In any case, we're getting out of here. Come on, come on.
You never told me about Lanzac. He's a Gaullist of the first hour.
Which means he has all the right connections in Paris.
He was the Commissioner of the République in September 44.
It was him who gave us orders during the Milice trial.
Do you remember?
Yes of course. And what does he want?
Maybe the Générale decided to form a Party.
As for Muller, it's going well.
The Quai d'Orsay gave a favorable response to extradition.
Pardon my delay.
It doesn't matter, dear friend. Enter, please.
Do you know Hector Dupuis?
Secretary General at the Mairie, and my Cabinet Director for a long time.
Of course, of course.
Please sit down.
Is your wife well? Yes.
It's always a pleasure to see you Madame... ...de Cantillon.
A pleasure... today tinted with surprise.
Madame de Cantillon's father is a fervent Gaullist.
Ah! Since when?
Ah, Jules! We need all the lifeblood of Villeneuve...
...and by lifeblood I refer to...
...all those who don't want the Communists.
Should we understand that all the former Collabos are part of the lifeblood.
No.
Only when they're the largest employers in Villeneuve.
Ah! OK.
Oh, I understand.
You're on the right track, Jules. You need a holiday.
My friend de Kervern tells me that the Communists...
...are demanding a Rue Marcel Larcher.
They're organizing a meeting at the Festival Room.
A Rue Marcel Larcher seems to me, quite legitimate.
Yes quite.
It's because it's legitimate that it's annoying.
During the election period, it's not the time to popularize...
...the Communist resistance.
Excuse me, but...
It will, anyway, be up to the next Mayor to deal with this issue.
I'm speaking of under the control of Monsieur Le Préfet, of course.
Absolutely right.
Yes. So it remains to be seen...
Who will be the next Mayor.
You think I'm going to be beaten?
Do you really think you're still a good candidate?
Well, I was elected in April... Good.
But since April...
...there was your invalidation, Jules.
Monsieur Bériot has nothing to do with that.
And now, the Muller business.
You have everyone against you.
Those who blame you for the American agreement, and those who blame you...
For liberating Muller.
What category are you in? Both.
I had lunch with the Regional boss of the MRP.
He told me that up to now he was with you...
...despite his reluctance to, quote, "Support a Mason"...
...and I deplore that, of course.
But since the release of Muller...
...the MRP would defend abstention.
If the Moderates and Christians abstain, the Communists will win.
We can't let that happen.
Can you imagine a Communist Mayor?
For transport, for our relations with the Americans.
Hey, we're fighting to win. you have to fight to win an election, right?
That's exactly what I said to myself...
....until I talked with the Rectorate.
Foulquier, does that mean anything to you?
Another fervent Gaullist.
Jules, if you're ready to swear on your honour...
...in front of all the people here...
...that what Foulquier is putting about, is wrong...
...do it now.
If the contrary, you're no longer a good candidate
...and we have to find someone else.
Do you have an idea?
Me. Yes?
You know Villeneuve better than anyone.
You could give me a little time to celebrate my funeral.
No, I have no idea of a candidate.
Boileau?
Garin?
The former Mayor...
...who hid in Switzerland for five years ? I hope you're joking!
No. Too old!
A man of the past, Bériot is right.
Henri?
I pass.
I have someone.
A certified Résistant, though he collaborated until 43...
...entrepreneur, hates the Communists.
That sounds like the ideal man to me.
His name?
Raymond Schwartz.
Your ex-husband!
Above all the lover of a great Résistante.
Alas! Disappeared.
It will please the Résistance, except for the Communists...
...it will please the Collabos, except the extremists.
Yes...
...for us today...
...he's the ideal man.
Except he has no experience of politics.
He can learn quickly. You're proof of that.
But Raymond will never want to be a candidate. He hates politics.
That's my business.
I'm going to convince him...
...you, You undertake to get him elected.
Well, there you are!
Everything's working out.
Are you glad I came?
I don't know. Have you never had a girlfriend.
Yes.
Long ago.
You don't see her anymore? No.
You look at your watch all the time.
I want to make money out of it.
It was my father who gave me my watch.
And yours?
I stole it.
You're going to tell me it's not good to steal?
I don't know.
Did you steal it from a bourgeois? Yeah.
The bourgeoisie robs the Proletariat...
...so it's right that the Proletariat reimburses itself.
But I'm not a Proletarian.
I'm a hoodlum.
Your father was a Proletarian, so you're Proletarian.
What do you know about my father?
What my mother told me.
What did she tell you?
Lots of things.
It was your father she loved.
She likes Loriot, that's all.
Shall we go to the church.
I thought you were Communist.
Come on, come on.
That will make up for you standing me up.
I really like churches.
I don't like them too much.
It's freezing and you have to whisper.
You know what?
What?
My mother and your father sometimes went into churches.
You'll say anything.
My father hated the Curés.
My mother, too, but listen to me.
You know that in '41 your father shot a Boche officer.
Yes. Well, my mother told me...
...she wasn't with him when he fired...
...but the day before, she was with him, preparing.
Really? Yes.
They went together into this church...
But it wasn't in a church that he shot the Boche.
It was in a pharmacy.
Yes, but they didn't know that before.
They intended to escape via the church, but there was a chain on the door.
...so they didn't do it in the church.
And after that, they kissed for the first time.
...but it was fake! Ah?
Yes... Because a couple doesn't attract attention.
So, your father said to my mother...
"We'll pretend to be together."
But afterwards they didn't pretend.
It's true they don't distrust a couple of lovers.
I never thought of that.
Look out, he mustn't see me, otherwise he could tell Loriot.
Anyway, I have to get going.
I've things to do. Can I come with you?
OK, come on.
But you have to do everything I tell you.
I'm asking you not to speak to me anymore, when we're alone.
Unless it concerns Françoise or if you have a health problem...
...I mean a serious one.
And I won't speak to you again.
Of course for Françoise and for the outside world...
...we'll continue the comedy of Monsieur and Madame Bériot...
We'll have dinners, maybe apéritifs...
...we'll have a few people around. I'll remain a Deputy of the Constituent...
...and I hope to be elected to the Assembly next year.
I insist on this one point...
...if you don't play the game well...
...if you still cause me any problems...
...then I'll suddenly discover your adultery with a German officer...
...and you'll suffer all the consequences.
Is all that clear to you?
Yes.
Do you have questions?
Why are you doing this?
I was talking about the practical questions.
I've no wish to talk to you about the rest of it.
Since you can no longer run for office...
...let me teach.
I'll do whatever you want.
I won't bother you.
I won't speak to you.
But let me be with the children.
There's no question, in any case...
...not before the Legislative elections.
When will that happen? In a year's time.
What am I going to do in the meantime?
That no longer concerns me, Lucienne.
You've many times led me to understand...
...that it was none of my business.
If you want, you can fill the inkwells in the morning.
Check the supplies.
I don't know! Do the sewing, learn Bridge.
Write poems to Kurt!
As long as you keep them to yourself.
Goodbye, Lucienne.
For a while.
I don't want to be Mayor. I'm not able to be Mayor!
I've no chance of being elected Mayor. That's what my brain tells me.
No.
That's what you're being told...
...let's say, by your heart.
OK. Listen Jeanine. Thanks for your visit...
...but next time you want to offer me, I don't know...
...the Présidence de la République...
...call ahead. It will save you a journey.
You think you've no chance of being elected Mayor.
A serious mistake.
You have every chance.
You'll have...
...the support of the MRP and the SFIO...
...all the Company bosses....
that collaborated...
Let's say basically all the Business leaders...
...and the majority of the non-Communist Résistance.
You have to win. It's a mathematical certainty.
No, but, Jeanine, being Mayor is a profession.
No.
Garin was a pharmacist...
...after that it was Larcher, Doctor...
...who was a very good Mayor.
That's not what you said during the Occupation, eh!
Raymond...
...no-one cares what I said.
You'll have counsellors, assistants, technicians...
...who'll look after your affairs.
Your main job...
...will be to appear...
...to shake hands, to get meetings moving...
...to go to banquets...
...to convey your good mood. You love doing that.
Yes, but listen, I haven't only that to do.
I have to run this place.
And that's precisely why you must be elected Mayor...
Really? To run this place.
OK, by feeding my face at Veterans banquets?
No. In automatically getting access to all the American business.
Bridgewater, the Colonel that I'm thick with...
...was quite explicit.
The Americans will only sign contracts with people...
..."Representative of Democracy."
I don't want to, Jeanine.
Think about it, you will want to.
Do you want to spend the rest of your life building up your little sawmill?
Going over and over, the memories of your lost women?
Or seize the chance offered to you, as you've always done?
Raymond?
Are you still alive?
That's enough, get out of here.
I need an answer before 18:00h. After that...
...Lanzac will look for someone else. But I've just given you my reply.
Come on, get out of here.
Goodbye, Antoine.
18:00h!
What do you think?
Nothing.
Yes, well I'm asking you to think something.
For the money I pay you!
What she says about the Americans is true.
As Mayor of Villeneuve...
...you'll have all the wood and concrete markets.
Your financial situation isn't brilliant.
You have to invest.
So you need big markets.
In this respect...
...you certainly have to go for it.
But...? Because I sense there's a "But".
No. no.
Well, that's enough. Please stop playing the idiot, Antoine.
Do you want to take up business with Jeanine!
No, it's not a matter of Jeanine...
...it's the Americans.
Well, then?
There is no problem.
What do you think of this story of the List...
...Monsieur Larcher?
I don't understand the question.
What do you think of what Monsieur Servier did?
I think...
...that, like all of us in that period, he did what he could.
He did what he thought right.
You don't condemn him?
I'm neither an Procureur nor a Juror.
No, you're his co-accused.
And the Jurors have the right to know what you think of his actions.
But...what I think has no interest... I'm...
...I'm here for...
...judgment on what I did.
What you think today...
...illuminates what you did yesterday.
If he'd asked you, would you have made that list with him?
Monsieur Le Président, I don't quite understand Monsieur Le Le Procureur's questions...
...my client didn't make this list.
It's clear that he condemns the principle.
That is just what I want to hear from your client's mouth.
Monsieur Larcher...
...yes or no...
...do you condemn the attitude of Monsieur Servier in September 1941?
Monsieur Le President!
The defence is right, Monsieur Le Procureur.
We judge the facts here, not opinions.
We're not Vichy.
So, do you have any further questions?
Monsieur Larcher...
...when did you get to know of Monsieur Servier's exact role?
In this very place.
Yesterday.
You've never talked about it with Monsieur Servier, since 1941?
No.
I doubt that Monsieur Servier has boasted of it.
If you have no further questions, We'll end the questioning at this point.
The hearing will resume this afternoon at 17:00h with...
...the Indictment by Monsieur Le Procureur.
Can I speak?
Why ask me that?
You said I had to do whatever you said.
Will you ask me to breathe, too?
You can't live without breathing.
And in your life...
...you can't live without speaking.
That's true.
What was the book on the table, in your room?
It was my father's. Will you show me?
Oh, it's just notes he made...
...for when he had to say things during meetings...
Show me.
There.
1905, the Lost Revolution
I gave a presentation to the UJRF.
The Secretary of the Cell congratulated me.
Did you have a good point?
Why are you looking at the people down there?
I like to watch people.
I'm watching what they do.
What are you doing?
Don't worry. This is for pretend.
Don't turn around.
Do you know them, or what?
You promised me that you'd do everything I told you.
Yeah.
Then shut up.
Was that really for pretend?
We're going to give a dinner tonight. No.
I'm taking violin lessons. I cant make a meal, this evening.
Well, you can postpone your course.
And make us Hunter-style Chicken.
You make it rather well.
You're supposed to tell me a little beforehand.
It's the least of consideration between spouses.
I'll take care of the wine and cheese, and for dessert...
...you could do Whipped Eggs.
Who's coming?
The future Mayor of Villeneuve, Raymond Schwartz...
...his ex-wife the dynamic Jeanine de Cantillon
...and a politician who's important to me.
Obviously you don't like these people.
Why are you inviting them?
I've had too many disappointments from the people I liked.
And don't forget your chickens.
You're not speaking?
I've nothing to say.
Anyway, when I speak, you don't listen to me. So!
Well, why do you say that?
The stain on my dress, that came back from the cleaners...
Well, what about it?
I tell you that it's not a coincidence...
...and you shrug your shoulders and go on your way.
Gerbert made a mistake. It happens.
Besides, he's re-reimbursing you for the dress. But I loved that dress!
One of my mother's rare gifts.
Well OK.
You obviously don't want to understand that.
I've always heard you say you hated your mother..
Yes indeed, I do have difficulty understanding it.
Don't be surprised if I don't speak, then.
Hello.
Hello...
Hello.
There's someone breathing at the other end of the line.
Hello?
They hung up.
It must be a mistake.
No, someone who calls and breathes? That's not a mistake.
Excuse me, but I didn't hear anyone breathing.
Really!
Ah well, I must have invented it, then.
And the ringing, did you hear it? Or did I invent that too?
I'm going to my bedroom.
Servier didn't make the List on his own Daniel Larcher was with him
Now, you have to go Eléonore.
Not right away? Do as I say.
We'll meet again, I promise.
But I won't know where to find you Since you won't go to your room again.
But I'll know.
Come on. Go. Hurry!
Get going!
Goodbye.
Gustave, your notebook!
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
What are you doing here, kid?
I was just here by chance.
You were at the bar yesterday morning...
...are you following me, or what? Tom, come on!
No no. Stay out of this!
I don't like this. Why are you following me?
Tom, please! Gustave!
Let her go! Tom!
Ah, You have to be a man to shoot, kid.
Let her go!
Give me your gun.
Give me your...
God! Oh, God! Tom!
Jesus Christ!
Oh God! Tom!