The Ruffian (Le Ruffian)

Hey!

Hi, Kenny.

How are you?

They're for you. They're going to the mine.

-Do you have my eau de Cologne? -I couldn't find the big one.

I got two small ones.

Thanks.

Bye, Kenny.

No, sir.

Donahue!

Howard!

Lacourt!

Dalbert!

Aldo Sévenac!

Aldo!

A perfect housewife!

Hey!

Send up another compressor!

Aldo Sévenac.

A vein of our own would be better.

You're right, grandpa.

But I've searched everywhere.

I wouldn't be here if I'd found one.

You are all bastards.

The more good intentions you have,

the more women have to watch out.

Don't try the old line

about a truck stuck at the border.

I've heard it already.

Here, sir.

-Hello. -Hello, sir. I'll be right back.

-And voilà! -No hands!

-It can't be true. -It is.

I must be dreaming.

And this time, where are you coming from?

Rather far away.

Are you going to drink that?

Here, beautiful.

Pay yourself.

So, this time, it's for real?

And…

How?

I'll tell you later.

When the Baroness hears this!

By the way…

-how is she? -She's sleeping.

-At this hour? -She doesn't want to close.

We work day and night, taking turns.

She's sleeping…

-alone? -Yes.

I mean, usually.

-I'll go upstairs and see her. -No, listen.

It would be better if I prepare the ground.

Why? Has she become emotional?

Not really, but…

But?

I'll go.

Don't worry.

-I'm going. -I'll buy something in the meantime.

-Don't worry, I'm going. -Sure.

I'm going.

Our life is a bouquet of violets that will never wither away.

Not bad.

Or else…

that'll wither away if we don't believe in it.

That's better.

The keys are on the door.

Baroness, this bouquet--

So? Still good at entertaining the ladies?

Aldo?

Did you sleep well?

I made quite a breakfast for you.

Here.

Madame's coffee is served!

Have you ever seen me drink coffee?

No.

But you could have changed your habits.

Not for coffee.

Well.

I wanted to ask you…

Did I leave some clothes here? Because I'd like to…

In the attic.

The attic.

That's nice of you.

Still.

You could have written from time to time.

To give some news.

Don't you think?

You can't write letters while making a fortune.

And of course, you chose fortune.

What's this?

Another story.

-Should I pretend to believe it? -You don't have to.

-But still, it's gold. -I can see that.

Do you have a lot of these?

I'll tell you later.

Fuck! Shit!

Fucking hand brake!

Hey loser, you've lost again?

Hi, Aldo.

Hi, Éléonore.

It's funny.

Lately, I've had the feeling you would come back.

My goodness, what a reunion!

Hold each other tight or you'll lose each other!

I'll run over the first one to let go!

I'll leave you two alone.

I'll fix that shitty hand brake.

Next time, I'll show you.

No luck last time too.

A dog crossed the track.

You know, I admire you, Éléonore.

-Nothing ever surprises you. -And you, Aldo.

Are you still selling illusions?

And this?

Is it an illusion?

Do you have lots of those?

-I'll tell you later. -I get it, you only have one.

Hey.

See this?

I have five like this waiting for me, full of nuggets.

-Where at? -Down a waterfall.

A waterfall!

And of course, thousands of miles from here.

Yes. In the Rockies.

Aldo.

Excuse me for one hour, I have a car to fix.

I had your mail forwarded. Did you get it?

So…

Is she still living in London?

I think so.

Éléonore!

Listen, this time, everything is true, I swear.

And with the money we could go to Houston.

And this thing…

we could get rid of it!

What?

-Aldo! -What?

Not again.

He knows he'll never walk again.

He accepted his situation, let him live with it.

Let us live with it.

By giving him this moped,

you gave him back the taste for speed.

While he still should be riding that thing.

It's better than quitting, no?

He'll break his nose against a mirage.

OK, bring three glasses. I'll tell you everything.

What were you talking about?

Aldo.

Even a lousy racer doesn't want to be taken for a fool.

He'll walk, he'll never walk. A little miracle?

Should I play the flute to go along with your sweet talk?

Aldo.

Why do you give a fuck if I walk or not?

What's with you? What do you want?

You want to go to heaven?

You'll go to hell like everyone else.

Leave us the fuck alone, or I'll burn the house down and you with it!

I'll blow everything up!

No.

I wouldn't burn my old sidecar.

The glasses!

I'm no hero!

Anyone can become one on any given day!

John, you know quite a lot of people at the port.

Yeah, why?

-You can help us. -What do you mean?

I need equipment.

Equipment? What equipment?

Well…

I really have to explain it to you.

Come.

Get off.

-It can't be. What are you talking about? -Yes.

I started a list for the larger equipment. Let me show you.

Have a look.

Can you find all that for me?

What?

Do you realize what you're asking me?

-Trucks… -Not "trucks", one truck!

How much will it cost? Just for the guarantees…

When we return, we'll give them double, even triple what they ask.

But they care about when we leave.

OK, I get it.

I have an idea.

-Maybe the Baroness? -No!

No, John. Not the Baroness. Don't do that. Give me your word.

It's easy. Find the equipment and you're a partner.

We'll make you rich!

-And I'll become a hero at the same time. -More than that.

You'll become like Christ.

Because you'll see my friend walk.

That feels so good!

Did you see that?

What's the matter?

-What's with you now? -Nothing!

-Who'll get the chair now? -You, my friend.

Yeah, you!

Hey!