After You (Après vous...)

Sugar, sugar.

I'm really sorry. I hope you're not angry?

I'll see you there.

Excuse me. Christine.

Well then, no more apologies.

I'll leave right now.

I'll take the shortcut by the park.

You were supposed to leave 1 hour ago. I hate this.

I couldn't, Mercier wants another butcher.

Why do we have to change the supplier?

We'll talk tomorrow. - It's strange, no?

I'll talk to Serge.

We must talk, Serge.

Is everything OK?

Yes sir. - Everything will be fine.

Waiter. - Yes, commissioner?

Give this to the new boy.

Excuse me, please. I asked the boy for roast duck.

The boy? OK.

Roasted duck!

Shit, what a stupid idiot!

Shit!

No!

Leave me!

No, leave me alone!

My hair!

My nose!

Are you OK?

Are you OK now?

Hello. -I can't now.

I'm on my way.

Don't know... I'll order an appetizer.

You don't have to eat all the bread.

I'm sorry, I can't speak.

I have to hang-up, I'm on my way.

My fiance's waiting, I'm really late.

She's been at the restaurant for more than an hour.

They won't serve her anything. Only...

...cold plates at the entrance.

OK... goodbye mister.

Do you have a place to sleep?

He lives outside. He doesn't have work.

I'm not lying to you.

He needs company. It's normal.

He feels bad too. - Wait a second.

Everything alright?

Are you OK?

Sure, come on over...

We'll be waiting for you.

Genius.

Would you like something?

Something light?

How was your day? - Good, a lot of work.

But it's getting better.

At noon we had 75, 76.

Some arrived late, but, they ate at the entrance.

How is the chicken?

Dead.

I can't live through tomorrow. - Is it too difficult?

I won't survive it.

Breathing hurts me.

Every breath, it's terrible.

Anyone else would have done the thing same in your situation.

For me, it was... like a reflection. - I understand. - I'm sorry.

Don't take it personally.

You couldn't know.

Thanks.

I would pay somebody to do it.

If I could, I'd do it. -Thanks.

You're welcome.

Do you have friends in Paris? - No.

Maybe some relative who can help you?

Oh, Shit!

What? - Shit, Shit.

What's wrong? Perhaps I can help.

Yesterday, I sent a letter to my grandparents.

You did? -Oh No!

- To warn them. They're the ones who raised me.

I wanted to explain to them how I felt.

Are they old?

87 and 89. - Shit, Shit, Shit.

Let's go. - What?

It's Sunday. The letter, it won't arrive until tomorrow.

Let's go. Where do they live?

Near St. Malo.

What are you doing?

He's not from Paris. I'm going to take him home. - Now?

Yes, he's feeling bad... he needs it. - Where does he live?

What?

Where doe's he live?

Near St. Malo.

That's enough, Antoine. What going on?

It's important. I must take him home.

This guy?

He's not your cousin.

I don't even know his name.

Are you tired?

I had a difficult day at the restaurant.

Do you want me to drive?

I'm OK.

I'm OK now, talking helped.

Which house is it? - Just there where the mailman is.

Perhaps they left.

Where to? An expo?

Perhaps they haven't read it yet.

Let's go. - I can't.

Yes you can, let's go! - I can't.

I'm a friend of...

...I'm a friend of... ...your grandson.

He asked me to come...

...because he needs... ...his birth certificate.

You know Louis? - Oh good!

Heaven must have sent you to help while my husband is gone.

It's an incredible coincidence.

The mailman said that Louis sent this...

They've operated on my eye & I can't see a thing.

The last time he wrote was during some scholastic excursion.

Sit, please. Sit, please.

There's no problem. You can read it. You are his friend.

"Grandmother Rose, Grandfather Jacques"

"I believe I'm going mad, I'm tired & sad."

Grandmother Rose, Grandfather Jacques

I hope that you are well.

"I want to die."

I'm very well.

What can I say? What can I say?

Not much. Not much.

Yes, I do have something to tell you. Everything goes well.

Work is OK.

"I can't stand it anymore."

I'm very well... just a little intestinal problem.

I have a lot of very sympathetic friends.

I'm feeling loved, I love my work.

I am a personal assistant...

...for someone,

I can't read the name on the letter.

Sentimentally, I'm better.

I am finally over my separation from Blanche.

Incredible! I can't believe it.

Yes, yes, I had already forgotten.

I met a girl, Carmen.

She's pretty, intelligent &, very amusing...

...& she has a beautiful body.

She studies Economy...

...and the Internet.

"& now I want to die." - What?

I must go now. - You have to leave already?

A big hug, your Louis.

Not much more than in the excursion letter.

Are you leaving already? - Yes, I have to work.

I'd like to go see my sister. I would be very grateful if you could take me.

I must say something... I'm very pleased.

Very pleased...

I thought that Louis would never tell us how he felt.

Beautiful day, isn't it? - You know Blanche?

I've only known Louis a short time.

I have a terrible confession.

It must remain between us.

It's a pretty town. A nice place to live, don't you think?

I never told Louis.

Blanche called me once.

She thought that I would appreciated it & she wanted my advice.

She felt that she was hurting Louis.

That his life was a disaster...

...that he was always worried... nervous... fragile...

I said to her that she'd made a poor devil out of him...

that there was no love between them...

...& that the best thing she could do was to leave him.

So, even though she didn't believe it was for the best, she took her things...

...& disappeared quietly into the next night.

You hear that? - It was only a sack.

I felt bad. I thought I'd exaggerated.

That particular day everything had gone wrong, I was terribly irritated.

I'll leave you here.

If he knew it, he would have thanked me.

Without a doubt. Goodbye.

I can't believe it.

You heard what she said? - Yes.

She told her she must leave me.

The woman of my life, the light of my eyes...

...& she said that she must leave me.

And, I had to live to hear it.

I'm sorry.

Are you OK? - No.

I must go. - Where to?

To work. I'm late.

Can I stay here for a while?

In the car? - I'm not feeling well.

Come-in with me. You can eat something, soup, sandwich...

I'm not hungry. - Come-in with me.

I can't have guests, but um...

Enter alone & behave like a normal customer.

A client.

Is it far? - 20 meters.

Can we go in the car?

Take table No 7. At noon there are a lot single people.

You were at the party? - I slept bad.

Change that table cloth.

Sir? - I'll take it.

Good day sir, are you alone?