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THE CHASE
Villeherviers!
- All good? - All good.
Bye!
Villeherviers!
Right across here is "Hotel Molette", right? - Yes.
- Is it closed? - I doubt it.
You know, it's Sunday. - Oh, I'll wait a bit.
They will be here soon.
- Here, your change. - Thank you.
There is a train at 12:00 to Alençon, right?
At 12:02.
- What do you think of it? - Amazing.
It is not wise.
It is a purchase for men.
Jeanne will never find out that this comes from a woman.
I was not thinking only of her.
To David, then?
He did not buy it and he wanted it, I do not understand.
He will recognize it. - What does it matter?
You could have bought this too, right? - Yes, of course.
- What is the matter? - Nothing.
David leaves you alone, it is a settled matter.
I do not want to take any risk.
Oh, Philippe!
My stepfather would completely disapprove of this.
But you are still the father of his grandchildren.
Do you really think that matters?
Kiss me.
I must go now.
Are you going straight to your house?
Not this evening.
And you, what are you going to say to Jeanne? - That I will sleep at the guard's place.
Do not do that, Françoise.
It is not loaded. - I know, but you do not do that.
Are you smoking again? - The last... or the first.
- Who will be there? - The usual people.
I will have someone bring you your breakfast.
When are you leaving? - Oh, I am not in a hurry...
In 2 or 3 hours.
Take it with you, it will bring you luck.
- Will I see you Tuesday? - Of course.
The taxi was called for an emergency, it will be back in about an hour.
Maybe I can take the train at noon.
There is also one around 16 hours, then you have more time.
If you want to rent "La Guetière", you need a car. It is far from everything.
- Hello, Mr. Mansart. - Hello, Mrs. Molette.
- Can you bring a breakfast upstairs. - Good.
I will come back tonight to pick up my things.
- Good day, Mr. Mansart. - Thank you.
The only people you will see in La Guetière are hunters.
It is the season.
It is an old mill, you will see, it is very nicely furnished.
Do you want to bring this upstairs as well? - Absolutely.
Excuse me, are you going to La Guetière? - Yes.
I pass by there, I can take you if you want.
It is a good idea, it will help you.
Here is the key. Do not forget to give it back to me when you return.
I will tell the taxi driver to pick you up at
11 o'clock to pick you up, so that you can catch your train.
- If you do not mind? - Philippe Mansart.
- Helen Wells. - Please.
- Goodbye. - Goodbye.
Do you want to buy "La Guetière"? - Maybe, I rent it for the weekends.
You must like solitude. The climate is not very pleasant in this season.
It does not matter to me.
Are you coming to live in this region?
I am a lecturer at the University of Caen.
Do you know it for a long time then?
Not really. I have friends in Alençon. Professor Juillet and his wife.
Ah, you are a friend of Juillet? We could have already met.
I am the son-in-law of Auguste Marjorie.
Do you know the branches of Marjorie?
- No. - You will recognize it...
My father-in-law is a senator, it rains and shines in the city.
They are friends. The Danvilles.
Idiots!
They are a bit crazy!
Do not worry, they are children.
- Let them pass. - This does not go, right?
Mansart, what are you doing?
- Fool! - Slow down now, please.
The scoundrels!
You still have 100 meters to go. - Thanks again.
- I hope to see you soon. - Goodbye.
Bye.
You could introduce us, Mansart. - A small moment, friend.
Helen Wells. Paul Danville, Albert Danville. These gentlemen are on the scaffolds.
This explains the contempt they hold for
the bodywork of their car and that of their friends.
It is all right, Mansart... - Good, goodbye. Goodbye.
Are you from America?
- No. - From England?
Yes.
Come with us, we hunt pig.
At wild boars. - Oh... I do not think that I would want that.
Pity.
That is smart, well done!
Do not worry, we will buy a brand-new one for you.
I count on it.
Who is that? Where did you pick her up? - On the road.
And she fell into your bed, huh?
You can laugh, Albert, bravo!
She is the kind of girl I would want. Even on an empty stomach.
You will have to fast, or not?
That barn will collapse.
I do not want to give my money for its maintenance.
We will still put the machines there?
Put them somewhere else. We have enough space.
We have to look at it.
Well, listen, I will talk to your husband about it when the rent bills arrive.
Is the fence of the pastures of Longueville already finished?
It is almost finished.
At least 50 meters still have to be done. I was there yesterday.
Mind your own business, Maurois. There have never been so many.
That is not true. I swear that I keep an eye on "the braco".
There are no traps during your hunt.
- I would not bet on it. - It is all right.
- Goodbye everyone. - Hello, Mister Rollin.
Good morning dear friend. - Mrs. Leuillot, dear David.
It is chilly this morning. How are you, Maurois?
Hello, Mister Rollin.
I stiffened in the church. - What an idea too?
- I am a good Christian! - Do you want soup?
No, a little ham.
Tell me, Rollin... Are the Pichons your clients?
Yes, since always.
What are they planning with their land in "Saint-Jean-le-Blanc"?
Are you interested?
If they are not too greedy, yes. You must have influence on them.
The influence of a notary, you know...
Do you think you can get a building permit?
Well, after the general council elections, yes.
Mansart?
The Pichons had better ignore it.
Yes, but they are almost friends, so... - Well, precisely because of that.
I will try to do my best.
You know that I have good memories of the services that were rendered to me.
Gentlemen de Danville and Mansart.
It bothers me that you always invite de Danville.
- I must admit that they amuse me. - Not me.
How are you, scoundrels? - We are in top shape, David.
Paul and I accept all bets.
- I confirm! - Well, let us see that.
You take care of the dogs, Maurois. - Come inside and eat something.
- And? - Hello.
How are you, Rollin? - I am fine, thank you.
- Is the ham tasty? - Yes.
What have you prepared for us, Fernande?
Gentlemen, a little respect!
Leave it, Mister Sutter. Here are 2 who more
say than they do. It is not like the others.
You must not let that happen, Mister Sutter.
Take care of the wine, Maurois, will you?
- Bring some Maurois wine! - Maurois, drink.
If in the morning you eat little Jesus, you get hungry, do you not, notary?
Please, Danville.
- But whose is this? - Ah, that is the end.
You will drink something, right? Come on, Mister Albert.
Why are you sulking, Maurois? - I am not sulking.
When I think of Fernande...
I thought I would find you here!
I called your house last night, Jeanne
told me that you would stay the night at Maurois.
Yes, that was my intention at first, I changed my mind.
- On the way? - Mister Rollin!
Would you like soup, Mister Mansart? - Yes, with a lot of cabbage, Mrs. Leuillot.
No cabbage! It makes you irritable, Mansart.
If I were with a girl like the one we just
saw I would not be eating cabbage now.
What kind of women's business is this? Which girl is it?
Gentlemen, I ask for your discretion. - What is her name again?
Was she not English? - Who laughs when we fuck her!
What?
- Philippe, do I know her? - I think not.
- A friend of Juillet. - The psychiatrist?
She is crazy if she goes to Juillet.
- And how is she in bed? - Crazy, of course.
- Goodbye gentlemen. - Had a good trip?
We almost got stuck.
In the middle of a bend Chamond wanted me to avoid a rabbit. The
road was wet, I slipped and we almost ended up in a ditch.
Mrs. Leuillot, serve these gentlemen. - What do you want, cooked ham or raw ham?
Give me raw. Hello, Mrs. Leulliot. - Here it is.
It is true, just say it.
Fortunately he corrected it, otherwise we would have ended up in the ditch.
You surely had an erection, right Chamond? - Chamond has no erection.
Let them babble, Chamond.
I let them talk. - No, thank you, Mrs. Leuillot.
In any case, everyone knows that they are stupid.
I set aside a terrine... - Thank you, Maurois...
You must not talk about anything else. - What is on the program?
Well, here it is: Maurois has hidden 2 animals. One solitary
animal in the quail forest and a herd of two or three animals in Maltourné.
How is your husband, Fernande? - Everything fine, thank you.
Not too much work on the farm? - Enough work.
Last year a man came to hunt here.
From the big garage at the exit "Route d'Alençon".
Tell me, Claude, I heard that you had lost your niece.
- Yes, last week. - My God.
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