Madame Bovary

Un. Deux.

Trois.

Quatre. Cinq.

Six. Sept. Huit.

Neuf. Dix.

Camille, Emma! En place!

Please God, let him be the right one.

Please God, let him be the right one.

Emma...

when your dear mother died, I cried-.

I didn't know how to raise a little girl.

A pig? Yes.

But you, with all those ideas

in your head, I could not.

Charles, you are a good man.

And a good doctor.

Emma's mother can finally rest knowing I married her well.

This was your mother's favorite wedding gift.

Please think of us when you eat your sweets.

Santé.

santé!

This is Henriette.

Madame.

Would you mind helping us with some of these things?

Of course. Let me, Madame.

Thank you.

What's the matter dear?

It': all part of nature.

I need to remove my dress.

Oh.

I cannot remove it alone.

Sorry.

Sleep, dear.

I didn't want to wake you.

Stay with me.

It is the patient that must find solace in the bed,

never the doctor.

But all doctors are husbands, too, aren't they'?

Only in the evenings, dear.

Enjoy your day.

They're beautiful, Madame.

Thank you.

Are those for eating?

Of course.

You must have spent all afternoon on this.

You shouldn't go to such trouble.

Henriette is always quick to pick fruit from the orchard-.

Is that what you would prefer?

It is simply custom.

Fruit, please.

Any patients of note today?

Any curious ailments?

Curious?

In the morning. A patient needed to be bled.

On another, I applied leeches.

His wife prepared me

a delicious mushroom omelet for lunch.

Oh, then yes, in the afternoon,

a patient had something quite inexplicable.

I examined his chamber pot twice,

but it remains a mystery.

Madame?

Monsieur Lheureux is hereto see you.

Oh, just as everyone said, simply beautiful.

That's most kind of you,

but I must apologize.

It's not proper for me lo receive you

with my hair in such disarray.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Forgive me for making haste-.

I could not simply let the day go by

without gaining your confidence.

I was told you were an elegant woman of taste,

and well, I am a man in the service of such women.

Whatever you command, I will provide you with.

I visit Rouen at least twice a week. You do?

Yes, I'm connected lo all the best houses,

'Tram Fréres“, 'La Barben", 'Le Grand Sauvage'.

Anything you wish. Romantic novels, chocolates, candies.

Look at this.

Simply beautiful, is it not?

Yes, it is. Mm.

How many would you like?

Oh, I'm afraid I can'1. I've only just arrived.

Oh, and this, this, this, this is...

made of pearl.

Carved in open work by convicts in the West Indies.

They are lovely. Mm.

Oh, but ifs too soon.

I want to show you something.

My father's wedding gift-.

Oh.

Simply beautiful.

We have so much to share.

These, however, you must have.

These are woven in Algeria

but the silk, I don't know, is of mythical quality.

Touch one, touch one.

Ah. You have exquisite taste.

Thank you.

Angel.

Look closer. Look at these spangles.

Almost threads of gold.

They scintillate like stars in the night, do they not?

How much?

A mere nothing.

It's lovely, really, but it's too soon.

I haven't even spoken of these matters with Charles.

Ah, very well, very well. I understand.

I will leave you some fashion journals

and a book of fabrics.

You really mustn't worry about the money-.

I can give you some, if need be.

On credit, of course. I know Charles is good for it.

On credit?

Yes. it means you can pay me whenever you like.

Now...

This. Beautiful, no?

Mm-.

Ah.

Maison Lheureux.

He runs the boutique out of his own house.

That is the end of the village.

Come.

Oh, I should introduce you to Homais.

He's our local chemist. We work closely together.

For this month, hmm?

Ah, Emma.

You've joined us at last.

You're beautiful.

Ah. Welcome to Yonville.

My dear, Monsieur Homais,

and Monsieur Binet, our tax collector.

And Monsieur Leon Dupuis, our legal clerk.

Madame no doubt has had little time to rest since her journey.

Well, moving about amuses me.

I find ii tedious to always stay in the same place.

I couldn't agree more.

Not me. I'm most content with the same slippers

and same fireplace every night.

Charles, nothing is more pleasant than traveling.

You wouldn't say that if you were constantly

obliged to be in the saddle.

You're wrong. I would talk of nothing else.

Just last year I was in Switzerland.

You can't imagine the enormity of the valleys,

or the poetry of the lakes.

It moved me lo such enthusiasm.

I was... (Homais) Emma, you mustn'1 mistake

Leon's profession for his heart.

He might appear to be

just a legal clerk, but secretly inside

he's the last romantic left in all of France.

Oh, no, no. It's no laughing matter.

I'm quite concerned, actually-.

The other day. I heard him singing

“The Guardian Angel' in his bedroom,

and he was really giving it his all.

There's nothing that elevates my soul more than music.

Oh, not you too, Emma. I need you to be sensible-.

I have a favor lo ask you, actually.

Of me'? Mm.

I'd like to show you something in the kitchen-.

Gentlemen, if you'll excuse us?

Monsieur Binel, could I trouble you for the bread?

Hippolyte, here, works at the inn

day and night busing tables-.

And he does all this with an atrocious impediment.

Mm that right, Hippolyte?

Show Madame your foot-.

See? It's gruesome, is it not?

I'm sorry.

Hmm. Now Emma,

as a partisan of progress,

it is my duty to keep this town to the fore.

Which is why I need your help

to convince Charles to operate on this poor man.

I believe I should be convinced first, sir.

It': for your own sake.

Well. Madame, what do you say?

I'm afraid it's not my place to tell Charles.

No. No, forget convention and modality.

There are no risks here, only advantages.

Success. Certain relief.

Beautification of the patient-

But no less important,

celebrity to be gained by the surgeon.

All of what you speak of is most alluring.