There he is.
- Marquis, your gloves. - Thank you very much.
For tonight. No idleness!
- What are you waiting for? - A token for the telephone.
Oh yes...Good. Understood. Thanks.
Hello?
The Viscount's here. The game is on.
"This array of diamonds, the Fontaines necklace,
constitutes one of the finest collections of precious stones in the world,
both for their number and their quality.
Property of the Verdier-Fontaines family,
it is only worn at weddings."
It's so gaudy, I wouldn't want it.
No one's asking you, my girl.
I know, I know, some people have all the luck.
Speaking of which:
"In the firmament of our celebrities..."
What's that mean, "the firmament of our celebrities"?
It's...poetical.
"The most Parisian, the most daring of our stars..."
who continues to triumph in "The Chevalier d'Eon",
shall abandon the name of Marianne,
which so decorates the Republic,
for that of the Marquise des Fontaines".
Sounds like a fable straight out of La Fontaine...
- What? - Skip it.
I'm thinking of the first article, as I read the second...
Moral? These diamonds will fare better in our hands.
What are you going to do?
My dear, prudence is the mother of security...and the police.
Who is it?
The specialist!
Let him in.
The specialist!
Happy to meet you...
Please...come here.
A good friend, Mr. Amledjan.
Very honored.
Please have a seat.
I understand that Mr. Gordon has...choosed you...
has sent you here...for...for...
I speak French.
I thought so! Good, you speak French. That's something.
I know that Mr. Gordon has confidence in you.
Anglo-Saxons are the rage, but for work like this, you need a foreigner.
I'm more Parisian than you.
Mr. Amledjan says the same thing.
I only know La Rue Lafayette, the diamond district.
Here's the set-up:
What's he like?
He's not very cheerful.
Or polite. He didn't even look at me.
Baby and me, we don't need anyone.
Ah, you think because you played cops and robbers with the Krauts...
Don't start up, doll. That's how we met.
Please keep your memories to yourselves.
The money was good then.
Let me introduce you:
This is the Viscount. He'll be your contact.
Josiane... - Charmed.
And this is Baby and Minus, pet names,
who will be at your complete disposal.
I'd like to ask you something now.
- Of course. - Cigarette.
I've got Luckies!
No, Gauloise.
It's good to be home again.
Bravo my little Josette, that went very well!
- I... - We'll work it out later.
Ranger... - Yes, sir?
Ranger...The publicity photo.
Psst...Hey!
Where's Mademoiselle Marianne? - I haven't seen her...
Mademoiselle Marianne!
Here I am! Marianne's coming!
- They need you for the picture. - Yes, give me a moment.
You know I appreciate your concern,
but do you know what it means to get married?
Yes, because I've been divorced three times.
I'm telling you, this will be the biggest mistake of your life.
Shut up, will you, I'm happy!
Well honey, did it go well?
Yes, but I know I'll dry up! - No, I would try...
Marianne! A word for my paper.
Aren't you sorry to leave us? - No.
- Happy? - Yes.
- Nervous? - No.
Has happiness struck you dumb?
Great sorrows are always silent... - No.
Is it that the Marquis has forbidden you to speak?
- But won't you say something? - Just one word! - One!
Only one?
Shit!
Then you shouldn't have asked!
Places please, for the photo.
She's fantastic!
- You'll miss her. - You too.
That's right.
I'll be losing 500,000 a year in commissions alone.
- It won't last. - It can't last.
- She says she's in love. - With his title, maybe.
A small family wedding? I think it's petty.
She could have given a reception in a chateau on the Loire.
Thank you, nobody move... There!
I'm so nervous!
You'll see, it will go well for both of us.
- Marianne... - Yes?
- Can I kiss you? - But of course.
Here, I'm giving you this:
A present from my opening night.
A little bird...
worth no more than 100 francs, but it's brought me luck.
Thank you.
We're both taking our bow but you have the better part.
"The Marquise"! It's less work.
You never can tell.
Goodbye, children... Josette!
I'd like to introduce my replacement, Josette.
Be nice to her. She's much more talented than me.
Oh, Marianne!
But why are you getting married on his estate?
- Where is Roches-Fontaines? - Why don't you like the press?
You're sweet, but I haven't got the time.
Celine! Celine? Here! What time is it?
- 3:30. - Oh dear!
Goodbye kids, go quickly.
I'll be thinking of you tonight, but you think of me too...
Because I'll be meeting the family.
Faubourg Saint Germaine. Real aristocrats. You understand?
- Goodbye. - Goodbye. You'll see.
Goodbye...Goodbye!
Marianne, you're making a mistake. The more I think about it...
Then don't think about it, all right?
How can I not? You know how much we took in last night?
Oh, so it's money you're worried about?
And you're not?
You're very sweet but you've never understood anything.
I'll make you an offer: 7.5% instead of 10%.
I couldn't accept.
Think about it...It's not too late for the South American tour.
We only have to wire them. A wonderful deal!
After that, I can guarantee you Hollywood!
I get seasick. Goodbye.
- How about a plane, then? - I'm afraid of heights!
I've created a marriage contract that forsees all possibilities...
Rather like the one I prepared for your sister,
taking into account new laws on division of property, especially Article 136...
Which gave full satisfaction...
particularly on the death of your spouse.
Bravo, M. Chenu, you've done splendidly.
If you'll tell me the total amount of your fees.
There's no hurry.
Yes, all work is worth its price, even when the work is futile.
- What? - I plan to marry without a contract.
Without a contract? But that would mean community property!
And in the event of your death?
If you'll allow, sir, I'm in the best of health.
You've fallen completely under the spell of this woman!
She's leading you around by the nose.
As long as you're not.
Very clever, my friend... You think you're onstage.
Remember that our father is watching you.
Please, leave Papa out of this.
And my children? Your nephews. You're practically disinheriting them.
Isn't that right, sir?
Believe it or not, Sophie, I intend to have children of my own.
She'll give you children all right, you idiot...
Remember that seance...
When you evoked the spirit of the father of your children?
There were three of them!
You have no heart.
So I used to think.
Come, M. Chenau, say something!
In Madame's interest, perhaps we could limit community property...
to acquisitions subsequent to marriage, per Article 1498...
No! Simple community property, per Article 1387.
Anyway, if I remember that Article correctly...
The husband is the sole administrator.
And then, perhaps Marianne is richer than me.
What does she have?
Her smile, her youth, her heart...
and many other things you wouldn't understand.
This is madness!
Perhaps, but it's the first of my life.
You have to start sometime!
I'll marry Marianne tomorrow without a contract.
You can come kiss her in Church.
Don't count on it!
As long as I live, I won't set foot in your house.
You'll come when you're dead.
Goodbye, dear sir, and thank you very much.
That's her place.
Say what you want, it's easier for a woman to be honest.
Quick, Celine, I'm late!
Let's go.
Mademoiselle, do you remember...
the dress rehearsal for "The Princess of Laballe"?
It was the same thing: Nothing was ready.
- Celine? - Mademoiselle?
Could you please bring me my gray dress?
What a wig I made for you...
18 inches high, plus the ship on top, with all its sails...
Now that was theatre!
Not that, I said the gray one.
Can I come in?
What is it?
It's Mademoiselle Catherine.
That's all I needed. Yes, come in!
- Hello, Marianne. - Hello, honey.
Don't kiss me. You'll muss my hair and I'm in an awful hurry.
You told me to come for the lesson.
No French lesson today.
Don't pout, it's no big deal!
For your trouble, I'll give you a dress.
Celine! - Mademoiselle?
Let Mlle. Catherine choose between "Night Flight" and "Ecstasy".
Try them on, won't you?
Well, get undressed!
But Sylvain's not a man!
Sylvain, how many times have you seen me naked?
Oh, Mademoiselle!
You see? He's only interested in hair.
This way, Mademoiselle.
That's very nice, Sylvain. Thank you.
Hey, I practiced my imperfect subjunctives!
Oh?
Yes, listen:
"Sylvain, I would have loved my hair big".
"Loved my hair to be big"!
What?
"Loved my hair to be big"!
Loved my hair to what?
"Loved my hair to be big!"
Yes..."Loved my hair to be big!"
In that case, Mademoiselle...
No, we're done.
Goodnight, Mademoiselle.
Goodbye, Sylvain.
The next time I see you I'll say, "Goodnight, Marquise!"
How do I look?
It was made for you.
In that dress you'll catch yourself a husband.
Men are so strange, I can't understand what they like.
Neither can I, so cheer up.
You don't have any reason to complain, men adore you.
They feel obliged to tell me so.
The Marquis loves you, Mademoiselle.
I wonder, he's never told me so.
Maybe that's why I like him.
If the Marquis didn't love Mademoiselle, he wouldn't be marrying her.
Is it tonight you're meeting his family?
Yes, that's what he wanted.
The Faubourg Saint Germain, not the Cafe de Flore!
How happy you must be.
I don't know.
I'm out of my old element and not yet in a new one.
It's as if I were a flying fish:
I don't know if I have wings or fins.
There he is.
It's a Rodin.
A small Rodin.
But what are you doing there?
I'm observing, I'm appreciating.
But open the door, for God's sake!
Good evening, Jerome.
Is everything ready? Did they bring the champagne?
Yes, Marquis.
Careful, they're my last bottles. - Yes, I recognized them.
By taste? - Oh, Marquis!
- Is Mademoiselle home? - Yes, Marquis!
I find him distinguished.
The boss is always distinguished!
"I'm observing, I'm appreciating, I find him distinguished..."
I didn't hire an artist, I hired an extra.
You're not a reporter? Where do you come from?
The Jesuits.
The Jesuits? Oh, you served in the refectory.
No, I had a vocation.
Monsieur is here.
Off with you, Mouse. He doesn't like new faces.
But I can't go out like this!
You can get dressed in my room.
Good evening, fiance.
Good evening. You look charming.
I forgot something, can I use the telephone?
Please do.
There's a naked woman in your room!
Yes, that's Catherine. She gives me French lessons.
Strange way to do it.
Oh, she's a very good teacher.
Marianne...
I've told you no publicity. What are these pictures?
That was just to make them happy.
It's time to think of making me happy.
Do you realize I'm giving up the theatre for you?
Yes, but only to enter a new one.
In the future you'll perform for me alone.
Antoine...
Why do you want so much to marry me?
"So much"? Don't exaggerate.
You'll be like clay in my hands.
You didn't tell me you'd bought those two Michelangelo cupids.
We looked at them together.
Yes, I remember.
Something little known about him:
When he was young, he had trouble with his parents,
because they didn't want him to be an artist.
Later on, many of the works he considered his best...
were signed with his childhood name and handwriting.
I find that childishly sentimental and touching...
Besides...
What's the matter?
Nothing...I was listening to you.
Dear Marianne... You make me happy.
Oh, Sorry! I didn't mean to interrupt...
Can I come in?
Yes, come in, you silly man.
Good evening. - Good evening...
I didn't want to let you get married
without wishing you all the happiness you deserve.
Thank you.
I've known Sarah Bernhardt, Rejane...but I'll miss you the most.
You're sweet.
That's all I wanted to say.
Tell me...how's the theatre been treating you?
Not bad.
Do you have enough money?
Of course!
Do you swear?
Swear what?
That you have enough money.
No.
Wait...
No!
Here!
You'll think that's all I came for!
Of course not. Goodbye, old fellow.
You are my queen!
And that's another reason I'm marrying you.
To ruin your career, as you say.
To take you away from this sordid world...your past.
Leave the past alone.
I couldn't agree more.
That's why I'd like you to change your first name.
- My first name? - Yes..."Marianne".
It's annoying to see her bust in every town hall in France.
And then...I'd feel like I was sleeping with the Republic.
We'll call you Anne-Marie.
Oh, no!
Why not?
Because it's my real name.
That's certainly an argument. But I have another.
Celine, would you bring me the package I left on the table?
Yes, sir.
I'm all for tradition: It's the superstition of the well-bred.
Here...
I've brought you a good-luck charm.
How beautiful it is!
Is it real?
Obviously... We're not in the theatre anymore.
It's a present...
that Louis XIV gave to the Marechale des Fontaines.
He certainly wasn't toying with her!
Celine! Come see!
It's been worn at family weddings ever since.
Will you wear it tomorrow?
Mademoiselle, is it real?
Of course it's real... isn't it obvious?
it's from Louis XIV.
But I could never wear it with a little suit at city hall!
Louis XIV could never have imagined...
Wear it tomorrow, I beg you.
What is it, Jerome?
Excuse me, Mademoiselle... the guests are beginning to arrive.
All right...
Onstage for the first act.
But couldn't I wear it tonight?
No, tomorrow only...it's a ritual.
All right...I'll put it in the safe until then.
Yes, and after the ceremony I'll return it to the bank.
Ah, yes...
Funny, isn't it?
When I was young and naive,
I dreamed of another kind of wedding.
No diamonds, but lots of flowers.
But diamonds are more rare.
Yes...But you don't put flowers in the bank.
Dear Marianne...
It's tomorrow that you're marrying me.
- Are we late? - No, Madame.
It's your fault, Henri, you rushed me...
You know I insist on arriving late, like in the theatre!
But the sooner we arrive, the sooner we can leave.
The Duchess has just arrived.
- Good evening. - You know Marianne, I believe.
Good evening...My niece.
Let me kiss you!
How beautiful youth is!
Will you love me a little, Marianne?
I already love you a lot, Madame.
You'll be the only one. Everyone hates me.
Why do you say that? It's not true.
Because it's useful.
I assume that everyone I dislike hates me.
So I have every reason to avoid them.
I suggest you do the same...
You're as cold as ice!
It's nerves. As if the curtain were going up.
Come on, Aphrodite. It's bedtime.
This party was his idea. He loves to shock the family.
And his poor mother wanted him to be a bishop.
"A bishop redeems the family", she said.
There's still time.
No, too late.
He's taking his time.
Is he a specialist or an amateur?
He must have fallen asleep at the buffet.
So what do you think of our future cousin?
There's always a silver lining: I like her champagne.
Pity that in an evening dress, you can't see her legs.
That doesn't matter... Everyone's seen them.
In Luneville...
there was a theater with a little dancer we called "The Rubber Doll".
But I would have never dreamed of marrying her!
Tolerance, dear ladies, tolerance...
The Church has forgiven actors much.
- France's decline began in 1789. - Oh really? At what time?
We also have an artist in the family: Our son loves to work in clay.
How pretty your house is. Do you love the 18th?
I don't mean the arrondisement!
No, you mean the 18th Century...
The century of 1789, of which the gentleman was speaking just now.
You were magnificent, my child.
Marianne...well?
Out of the 20 people talking about me, 19 were nasty...
And the 20th who was trying to be nice
did it so badly that I wished he'd shut up.
Is Jerome in his office? - Yes, Mademoiselle.
Send out more champagne. They drink like fish.
I'll bring it out. Are they nice?
They're not much fun.
I don't know if I've passed the test.
Well, chin up.
And bring out more sandwiches!
Jean!
What are you doing here?
And you, Anne-Marie?
Me, it's easy to understand.
But what became of you?
I never knew if you were alive or dead.
Where were you?
Abroad. I just got back to Paris yesterday.
Did you hear I was getting married?
That's why you came, isn't it?
Yes.
Jean, I'll explain.
I have to talk to you.
Is this your place?
Yes.
That doesn't matter.
You're right.
Congratulations.
Good night.
No, listen, don't leave like this.
I must talk to you.
Wait for me outside. I'll get my coat.
Wait for me!
Have you got it?
Bravo.
I'm sorry, Mademoiselle. I heard noises.
Is Mademoiselle going out?
Yes, just five minutes, Celine.
But what are you waiting for? For him to eat?
For him to come out!
But he has come out!
We've been here the whole time!
Something's not right.
I've done my job. I'm off. Goodbye.
There he is!
- You have it? - Yes.
What are you waiting for?
That's my business.
I don't like that.
He said it's his business. After all, he's the expert.
Is making fools of us his business?
You think so? Then...
Wait.
Have you seen Mademoiselle?
No, sir.
There they go. He's in it with her!
I don't know. We should phone.
Yes...What should we say?
- That something's up. - Yeah, okay.
Yes?...Of course I hear you.
What? That's enough, I understand.
Keep an eye out and report back.
Keep cool. And be smart.
If possible.
I would have bet on it: A pot of gold.
You mean diamonds.
Oh, I get it.
Very nice, our specialist!
A gentleman who goes strolling with the ladies...
What lady?
The Marquise... It's going very badly.
And the merchandise?
A mystery.
What do you mean, a mystery? I'm waiting...
I know, you're taking the 7:30 train!
What does it mean?
If only I knew.
I didn't know you were "Marianne".
For me, you'll always be Anne-Marie.
For you I'll always be Anne-Marie, like before?
You remember? Oh Jean, where were you?
Away.
How mysterious you are. LIke always.
I don't care who you've been or where...
as long as you didn't completely forget me.
Were there many others?
Were you happy?
It's not nice to lie.
If you only knew how I waited for you.
I waited so long there were days that I hated you.
You didn't waste your time.
You're rich, famous, and practically married.
That's not fair, Jean.
if you want to live, you have to live like other people.
Of course, I wasn't in mourning.
Sometimes I even had fun...
But happy? Never.
Anne-Marie, I have to tell you something.
Don't tell me anything bad.
Here you are beside me, just like seven years ago.
The last time I saw you...
was in a little bistro just like this one.
I could swear it was the same one.
I was all alone.
It was warm but I felt cold. Cold at heart.
For two days you'd been strange and distant.
I waited for you.
I was afraid...
Afraid that you wouldn't come.
From afar, every passersby looked like you...
but it never was.
And then, there you were.
You took me in your arms.
Hard, as if you wanted to crush me to bits and put them in your pocket.
Then you kissed me.
You know, sometimes you need a friendly shoulder.
But a shoulder isn't the same as the lips of someone you love.
Why did you take off again, in that taxi that waited for you?
If you please, we're closing.
- There. - Thank you, sir.
What time is it?
Late.
Taxi!
Jean, you can't leave again like you did last time.
No, this time we'll leave together.
Well?
Well, I haven't found her.
She has so much to do!
Give her my apologies, I have to catch my train.
When I think you'll be travelling all night because of us...
It's nothing, I'm so happy for you two.
Goodnight, Antoine.
Goodbye, Louise. - Goodnight.
She suspects nothing.
It's worse than you think: She's gone.
Where to? Didn't she leave a note?
No.
Then she'll be back.
A woman always feels the need to explain herself.
Where's Marianne? I'd like to say goodbye to her.
Marianne is wonderful! You know what Antoine just told me?
She promised to perform at a charity benefit...
She felt it was her duty.
I thought she was leaving the theatre?
Well...
Do you remember?
Our first rendezvous.
Here by the little park.
I didn't know if you would come.
I thought about it all day.
Me too.
I wondered who you were.
I thought you were distinguished.
But I planned on holding out.
And I to attack.
Do you remember?
The boats are nice, aren't they?
Yes. I wanted to be a sea captain.
But that was just after the war, the next one was on the horizon,
and my mother didn't have a cent, so there you go.
A notary clerk, studying the law at night.
- And girls? - No.
Love is fine in the singular, but not in the plural.
You're not like the others.
No. I don't want to be a notary clerk the rest of my life.
And you?
Me? I want to be an actress...
because being a salesgirl at La Samar' isn't much fun.
Especially in the crockery department.
You look inside one and see you're not pretty.
I've got a friend at the Chatelet. She's an actress.
So I think, maybe I'll get my chance too.
And do I have one?
And now you've made good. At least so it seems.
Did you continue your studies?
No, I didn't.
I thought you wanted to be a lawyer.
Yes, but I changed my mind. Come on.
Where are we going?
Impasse (Dead End) des Deux Anges.
What good does it do to worry? Everything will work out.
Yes, badly!
Isn't it perhaps a little bit your own fault?
- Me? - Yes, you!
You're like all men.
Have you never wondered if I was happy with your uncle?
- No. - Well, I wasn't!
Oh, he was charming...
Busying himself with his horses, his dogs, his collection...
For him, it was toy soldiers.
Every month he won the Battle of Waterloo.
And when he found the time, he paid attention to me.
Why did you want to marry this girl?
Because I love her.
Have you told her so?
No.
Why not?
It seemed foolish.
So as not to look foolish,
you've made a fool of yourself!
It's much simpler than that:
There's someone else.
- Aren't you tired? - Oh no, I'm fine.
I know that tonight I'll sleep in your arms.
- There it is. - Wait. Don't turn around yet.
Do you remember the little hotel...
with geraniums in the window...
and spindle-trees by the door?
This is where I live.
It's a nice neighborhood.
From my window I can see all the way to Notre Dame.
I live alone with a flock of pigeons that I feed.
You must come dine with me, one of these days.
We'll do the shopping together. - Yes.
I'll buy.
And I'll cook.
Uh-oh! Beware of a man that cooks!
My omelettes and my scrambled eggs are exactly the same.
Anne-Marie, do you know what we look like?
Yes, we look foolish.
Are you hungry? - No.
Me neither.
We could have dinner at your place.
We won't need anything, since we're not hungry.
I have a little bread in my purse for the pigeons.
Come on.
My God, what's happened here?
Are you sure this is the place?
It can't be.
It is.
Impasse des Deux Anges. It was here.
The building didn't wait for us.
Not just the building.
I pictured it so clearly:
The red carpet on the stairs...
and the engravings on the bedroom wall.
Let's go. - No...
Let me look around a little more.
Wait, someone's there.
What are you doing here?
Are you the police?
No.
Who are you?
My name is Anne-Marie.
So is mine.
You? That's not true, I know you, your name's Marianne.
Your picture's on all the walls.
Yes, but once I called myself Anne-Marie.
I was just like you.
You can say that.
Have you ever been poor, you? - Oh, yes.
You don't look it.
Go away. You don't belong here.
You're lucky!
But maybe you'll be lucky too, someday.
When will that be, when I'm old? Then why bother?
And money isn't everything.
Then you'll give me yours?
I was a very unhappy little girl.
I looked like an alley cat.
My stepfather was the only one who didn't think I was ugly.
I don't believe you.
When did they start tearing all of this down?
I don't know, it's always been this way.
They started building these great buildings behind,
but they ran out of money so...
It belongs to us now.
Who's "us"?
I won't say. It's called "No Man's Land."
Every Friday night, there's a market.
- A what? - A market.
What do they sell?
Luckies, butter, coffee...
You need anything? It's American.
No.
Let's go, it's the pits.
Goodbye.
Wait.
Oh, I get it... Is someone after you?
Go that way: I'll say I didn't see you.
Come here, you! Yes, the mouse!
Mouse? You're talking to me?
She's only a kid. Unbelievable.
You're cute. Say...
You haven't seen two people walking around here?
No.
You can talk to us.
We're like Larousse: We know it all!
- I haven't seen anyone. - A man in black.
With a face like an undertaker.
- And a dame with money. - All dolled up!
They certainly haven't come this way.
- I told you we lost them. - Shut up...Say!
Isn't there an alley through there?
It's a dead-end: Look at the sign.
Thanks, I know how to read!
And that hotel?
It's been torn down.
I tell you I saw them go through here!
Then why are you asking me?
You better watch your lip! I could be your father!
Good thing you're not.
Kids today, they're all the same!
Always going on about kids... Did we ask to be born?
Don't get smart!
Let go! You're hurting me!
- Yes or no: Where did they go? - You're hurting me!
Don't yell!
Don't yell or I'll strangle you!
I'll leave you lying there like a sack of potatoes!
Look at these hands! They call me The Spider!
Spill it, or I'll fix you! I'll cut your throat!
Well? Do you still say you've seen nothing?
A couple went back there, but they weren't like you said.
- Where do you think they went? - Where "back there"?
Don't go there, you could get hurt. It's not your turf.
- She could be right. - Do you think I'm crazy?
Then what were you doing there?
- None of your business! - None of my business?
What should we do?
I say they're back there.
I'm going to call. Stay here and keep an eye out.
Yes? Okay. No more waiting around.
Go for it, and hard.
Understand? Wait a minute.
Albert, come here a moment.
They had to have a specialist. You know why?
To rip us off!
We're good enough to do the tough work for everybody else!
It's not honest.
Come in!
Hello? I'm sending backup.
You think it's us they're after?
Yes.
Why?
Anne-Marie, I must tell you why I left you in that bistro...
and why I never came back.
There were two detectives waiting for me in that taxi.
Detectives?
Yes, cops.
They were all right.
They let me tell you goodbye so you wouldn't worry.
But what had you done?
I got involved in something...
You didn't steal?
Why didn't you ever tell me?
Because...
I did it for you.
How for me?
Yes...You liked nice things.
I was afraid someone else would give them to you.
Where did you think I got my money?
I never asked you for anything.
No, you never asked for anything, but you accepted.
What strange ideas you had about me.
You say that now because it suits you.
You scrub the past clean.
That's because you've made it dirty.
It got dirty all on its own.
Look around, this used to be gardens.
You see what it's become?
Why didn't you ever let me know you were alive?
You want to know the rest?
Did you see those two men?
They're just like me.
When a man gets out of prison, he's marked for life.
Unfit for anything.
Look what they've made of me: An outlaw...
A fugitive.
But you've paid your debt.
Paid, always paying.
But now I'm sick of it, let others pay.
I've become a specialist, a virtuoso.
As a safecracker, it appears I'm gifted.
I'm an artist too.
Oh shut up... You've ruined everything.
"Ruined everything", what does that mean?
Now or then?
I thought so much about you all those years.
Me too.
Success looks good on you.
We've both made good.
Let me go.
No. Now that I've found you, I'm keeping you.
Come on.
Hey!
Thanks. That was close.
Are you bleeding?
So it was for real?
Then we must take a look.
Take off your jacket.
Leave that alone.
Does it hurt?
No, it's not serious.
No, it's not so bad... I can fix that.
Here...
Mercurochrome, bandages, American surplus.
Thank you.
Come sit down.
So...Were those gangsters?
Yes.
And you... Are you a gangster?
As you can see.
Spare me.
Yes, you definitely look like one.
The lady too?
Never mind that.
There.
What?
Is it loaded?
Put that down.
That's enough, all right?
No, that's just the beginning.
Put your hands up!
Don't be an idiot.
The lady too!
- You want your ears boxed? - No!
Ah, I'm scaring you!
I'm scaring you!
I've wanted one for so long...
A real one, that's already been fired.
You think I'm just a kid.
But you're not a kid anymore when you're holding one of these!
I'm not a kid anymore... I'm in charge.
Sit down.
Sit down!
I told you to sit down!
You think you're tough?
Very!
I could kill the both of you.
Like that!
It's wonderful.
I'm clearing off, you can have the room.
If you leave, go out the back way.
There's a little door.
Another one who thinks he's got it made.
Yes.
He'll learn soon enough.
And then he'll blame everybody else. Poor kid.
Don't worry about him. Nobody worried about us.
Shut up, Jean.
It's easy to blame other people.
You think you stole for me?
It's not true.
You can see it was no good.
Understood.
If you still loved me you wouldn't say that.
And do you still love me...
or are you just reminiscing?
Don't move.
What is it?
If you only knew...
I killed him.
Who?
A man. But it's not my fault, you know.
It's not my fault!
He was coming up the stairs...
when he saw me, he cried out "Hands up!"
and he drew.
Then it went off all on its own.
It's not my fault, you know...
It's not my fault!
I didn't want to...
And what did he want?
First thing, shut up.
Give me that.
It's not my fault, you know! It's not my fault!
Did anyone see you?
The neighbors?
No, I was all alone in the dark.
There's nobody left.
The house has been foreclosed.
I'm the only one left.
That's a good thing. Stay here, Anne-Marie.
You come with me.
No, no!
Come on...Don't be afraid.
Don't worry... He wasn't important.
Listen to me.
If anybody asks you, tell them he came through the window.
Alone.
You hear me? Alone.
I'll take care of the rest.
I'll say that I killed him.
And you're going to forget all about it.
Now blow your nose!
Go to bed and tell the lady to come down.
I'm here.
You're right. It's no good anymore.
Let me get you out of this.
We'll try to leave quietly.
Wow.
Oh, it's nothing.
There were gunshots, but no one's there now.
Say, have you got a light?
Thanks.
Do you take us for fools?
Yes.
You're playing a dangerous game, aren't you?
I'll get straight to the point.
That's not like you.
- For the last time, the merchandise! - No.
That's going to cost you.
Gentlemen, Madame, you can't stay here.
I'll be seeing you.
- Get moving, sir. - All right.
- Where are we going? - Your place...
Drive straight!
Will the Marquis be needing anything?
No, thank you.
Jerome...
Are you sure you don't know anything?
If I ask...
It's not out of morbid curiosity...
or to play the cop.
After all, I don't have to explain myself to you!
Jerome...
You're worried, too.
Have you known her long?
I took her to church a few times.
How's that?
Her baptism, for example. I was there.
Me and her father were butlers in the same house.
When he died, I raised her.
I'm her godfather.
I suspected something.
I didn't realize we were almost related.
Now that we know where we are...
Let's summarise:
A scandal was avoided tonight...
Thanks to the Duchess's story about a charity benefit...
But tomorrow, how will I look?
And her?
Her? She'll get some fine publicity.
She'll return to the stage...
and find another fool to marry her.
You shouldn't talk like that.
Really? I'm sorry to offend you.
It's nothing new.
I've always been opposed to this marriage.
Incredible. Don't you approve of me?
Absolutely not.
Could you be so kind as to tell me why?
It's very simple:
Marianne has remained a sweet little girl...
who needs love and kindness.
So it would seem.
You don't know how right you are.
If she left tonight...
it's because you never gave her that.
I gave her lots of other things.
That was easy.
You think so?
It's easier to give than to receive.
I don't like your tone, Jerome!
Godfather or not, I won't be lectured by you.
Until she marries, I am in Mademoiselle's service.
Fine, you may tell her she's no longer in mine.
Show me.
Yes, it was all a pretense.
She didn't leave alone.
You can't think she'd do such a thing!
I hope not.
Who do you suspect?
Someone.
A friend?
Marianne knew him a long time ago...
An old sweetheart.
He hadn't seen her in seven years.
He got five years for breaking and entering.
What?
But Marianne never knew. I hid it from her.
And that's the man she left with?
I saw them together in the garden.
She told Celine that she'd be gone for five minutes.
Five minutes? Do you realize?
It's past 2 a.m. and you tell me she left with some shady character?
Marianne's not a child.
Yes she is!
You seem to be taking this very casually, Jerome.
Anything could happen: Some folly, an accident.
We must do something!
If you'll allow me to state my opinion...
there's nothing to be done but wait.
Things will be clearer in the morning.
Let's hope so.
Close the safe.
I need to think. I'm going home.
If you hear anything, call me.
Goodnight. As it were.
He's gone.
Goodbye.
Anne-Marie, just now you said
that if one of us needed help, we could count on the other.
Yes.
Then I'm taking you at your word.
I need your hospitality tonight.
You think that's wise?
Unavoidable. - Thank you, sir.
Then come on.
He just left.
I know.
- Good evening. - Good evening.
You haven't changed.
You neither.
Such charming manners, the two of you!
Listen, if you've got something to say to me, say it.
You want to scold me?
My dear Marianne, you're old enough to know what you're doing.
I'm going to bed. Let no one disturb me.
Fine.
It's not what you think.
I don't think anything.
Do you know the Duchess is coming at 7:30?
Call her and tell her whatever you like.
Fine.
He's coming back, you can't stay here!
Come this way.
No.
Stay with her. I've got something to do. That's why I came back.
That's not his car.
No.
Jerome, why didn't you tell me the truth about Jean?
Because I didn't want you to get hurt.
But it happened all the same.
Who's that?
They followed us all night.
They're after him. Jerome, I've got to save him.
Do you still love him?
I loved him once. That's more than enough.
Count on me, I'll take care of it.
You can go to bed.
I won't be able to sleep.
At your age, you'll sleep.
Will you tell him goodbye for me?
Don't worry.
Was he angry?
- Who? - Antoine.
- Yes. - Good.
They're waiting for you outside.
Things will be clearer in the morning.
You can stay in my office.
I'll join you in a moment.
Monsieur de Fontaines? This is Jerome...
Mademoiselle, it's time.
I think it's going to be a beautiful day.
What time is it?
6:30.
In the morning?
Yes, Mademoiselle.
Are you crazy?
I told Jerome I didn't want anyone to wake me.
Jerome told me nothing.
Get my agent on the phone.
Your agent?
I don't mean the Pope.
At this hour?
Why not?
But all decent people are in bed.
Then he should be up.
I'm going to try and get that South American tour.
Will Madame spend her honeymoon in South America?
Listen Celine, I want to hear no more
about honeymoons or weddings or marriages!
What is it?
Monsieur de Fontaines is here.
A fine time to show up.
I suppose I should thank you for coming?
But I don't feel like it.
I was in the wrong and I know it.
I treated you horribly last night.
You came back, Marianne. That's the important thing.
I've come back neither to apologize nor to be scolded.
I haven't scolded you yet, Marianne.
"Yet"! I see.
You understand now that I'm not to be molded, as you said yesterday?
And I don't give a damn about the Fontaines, the Faubourg St. Germain,
or Michelangelo, or Louis IV's diamonds, and all the rest of it!
Marianne!
You're beginning to get on my nerves.
Who was that man you left with?
Does that concern you? By what right?
By the right of a man who loves you.
- You love me? - Yes.
Are you surprised?
Apparently I must have appeared...
very cynical to you, cold and arrogant.
It's a mask we've worn for generations.
But I've changed too, and that's why I came back.
Just a while ago I went home.
I looked at my collections...
the paintings and books I was so proud of.
And it all seemed so worthless.
I was just a pathetic creature, all alone.
Do you know what I said to myself?
I said, "If only she's all right.
If she leaves me it doesn't matter, as long as she's happy."
Why have you never spoken to me like this before?
Because up to now, Marianne, I thought I loved you...
But up to now I hadn't felt it.
I never told you about him because I thought you'd be jealous.
I had a past.
I don't anymore. I'm free.
If you're not the man I hope you are...
Well, too bad for me.
Mademoiselle, it's your agent.
Hello? Good morning. Yes, it's me.
Were you sleeping? Then I'm sorry.
I was calling about that South American tour.
I wanted to tell you that I'm not going.
You haven't slept?
No.
I wanted to tell you that we're leaving in a few minutes.
I won't be back this evening, but you can stay here.
It will be a simple ceremony in the country.
Afterwards, they're leaving on their honeymoon.
If you knew how much I don't give a damn.
Are you in the wedding party?
Yes.
Black tie...
For weddings...
and for funerals.
The Duchess.
There he is! Step on it!
So, Marianne...No regrets?
What was that? An accident?
I don't know. It doesn't concern us.
Talk, will you? Who did it?
It doesn't matter.
Subtitles by Phoebe Green and ironhills for KG