Favourites of the Moon (Les favoris de la lune)

FAVOURITES OF THE MOON

Hey, that's a flat. Look.

Oh shit!

- It's me. - Gently.

Since the dawn of humankind, hunt has linked man to nature.

It's pleasant to rise early, to walk in the dew,

to breathe the perfume of the woods

and the meadows, of the countryside...

And the blue sky.

Writing's easier than talking.

It's often easiest not to talk at all.

Lest one say something stupid.

Or reveal the truth.

To say and to talk aren't alike.

Then let's simply talk.

We've not much time for that.

Well then, write to me.

Well done! You're ruthless to me.

- It's taking shape. - Come on...

You're flattering us.

Not too fast.

"Let not us that are squires of the night's body,

"be called thieves of the day's beauty;

"let us be Diana's foresters, gentlemen of the shade,

"minions of the moon."

Thank you.

Good morning, Madam.

Thank you.

Ten thousand.

Five hundred. Twelve thousand. Five hundred.

Thirteen thousand. Five hundred.

Nineteen thousand?

Sold at nineteen thousand.

Now we come to lot 29.

An exceptional Sevres porcelain service with polychrome design,

dated 1781.

We start at 20 thousand for the service.

20 thousand francs. Does that appeal to anyone?

20,000. Do I hear more?

Sold at 20 thousand, this Sevres porcelain service.

Thank you. Here's your slip.

Be careful.

- Sod your coffee. - It'll get cold.

Here.

- What now? - You need this.

Drink your coffee.

You've got time...

- To hell with that coffee. - Every day...

All right, every day. So what?

- Why do you always dash? - Why?

No kiss?

Hi, girls.

I'm sorry.

My respects, charming lady.

It's your lucky day. Coming?

Gladly.

Isn't it beautiful weather, ladies?

- These stairs... - Come on, just a bit more.

All my life going up and down these stairs.

- Hello. How are you? - Fine.

Come in, darling. Make yourself comfortable.

The van.

See you tonight.

Hi, honey. How are you?

Are you sulking?

Yes, you're sulking.

He was just and old friend from school, nothing more.

Nothing happened. We went home to have a drink when you arrived.

Why get mad about that?

- A drink? - A drink, that's all.

A friend can't touch my shoulder...

I don't believe a word.

What? You don't believe a word?

That's ridiculous.

I should have invited you to join us. You're right.

What's that thing? I can't believe that gadget.

You whore! You slut!

- Stop it. - I don't want to see you again.

- You're despicable! - You've lost it!

Let go of me!

You pig! You'll pay for that.

- He's mad today! - Bastard!

Bitch!

Good, they've been repaired.

All right, perfect.

- Here. - Thank you.

Chief!

Get yourself something better.

- How's business? - All right.

- Working the neighbours? - So what?

You jealous?

- When then? - I'll call.

Here, quick.

You left me alone with that old hag.

Stop bugging me.

I'm sorry.

- Here I am. - Two hours waiting.

Sorry, it wasn't my fault.

- How about some lotion? - And a massage.

I envy you. Believe me.

Let's try a new nail colour today, shall we?

All right, go ahead.

Superintendent...

Chief.

The man's not been identified.

Not conclusive.

Please, don't touch me!

Look at this...

Here's the device.

This is the timer, goes up to 45 minutes.

Memory. You set the memory here.

The detonator and the instant explosion detonator.

You mustn't touch that.

The timing is here.

This sets off the timing.

This detonates it immediately.

Be careful.

He mustn't touch the red button.

What's he doing?

Throw it! It's going to go off.

I'll buy it.

You promised they'd do no tests with living beings.

Sit down.

Now I'm telling you...

What I really hate...

Shit!

I really hate that.

Like, for instance,

begging with a pet.

I didn't want to see myself going:

"Can you spare some change, please?"

Instead, I'd ask my mates:

"Can you help me out? I'll pay you back when this is over."

Because I don't want to beg, I can't do it.

I don't often do this.

I'm flattered.

Keep the change, thank you.

- What shall we do? - Lovely.

Let's take a walk.

You haven't asked my name!

I'm bashful, out of my depth.

- Not a while ago. - That was then.

Be brave. I'm with you.

- Here. - No, that money stinks!

Listen to you. You're the stupidest person I know.

Drop me off here. Pull up.

Say something. I hate silence.

Talking is easy.

It may be easier not to talk.

One might say something stupid or tell the truth.

To say and to talk aren't alike.

Let's simply talk.

For that, we have very little time.

I'm really not after something that's too complicated.

I need something simple and efficient.

I don't need it to blow up a building.

Just an object that's two metres high.

Made of stones about this big. You see?

I think you know what I need.

- I have this. - What the heck is that?

A bit sophisticated. Complicated, but efficient...

No. I can't even use a tin opener.

In that case, you may want something I've just made.

Rather old-fashioned.

Good, that's exactly what I like.

The detonator goes here. See this hole? Put a fuse in there.

What's it again?

Since the dawn of humankind...

hunt has linked man to nature.

It's healthy to rise early...

And to walk in the dew.

No. To walk in the dew.

It's healthy, it's pleasant

to rise early

and to walk in the dew.

Wrong. Start over.

Come here, you. Start over.

Since the dawn of humankind...

Since the dawn...

They may talk about the theatre instead of country life.

No, they always talk about hunting,

never about the theatre.

Now once again. Since the dawn...

What's going on here?

What are you doing?

Come on, that's enough.

Everyone outside.

To think that for your health...

- Come on, that's just a pretext. - He's right.

Please...

He likes the country.

I understand that, but one can love nature differently.

Since the dawn of humankind,

hunt has linked man to nature.

That's right!

It's pleasant...

It's always existed.

To rise early, to walk on the dew...

- Nice. - To breathe the perfume of...

Try it instead of ranting about those poor little animals...