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MISS NITOUCHE
Film based on the operetta.
Scenario.
Cast.
Photos - Filming.
- Who is there? - Sister Leontine, Mr. Célestin.
One moment!
Not on the bed.
Mother superior asks that you do not forget the sung mass at 6 o'clock.
Tell mother superior that I will be at the organ on time.
Good night, Mr. Organist.
Good night, sister.
I am entirely at your disposal, dearest.
Why were you not at the rehearsal, Mr. Floridor?
Do you think one can rehearse without the author?
- And, did it succeed? - I ask the questions here.
Listen Corinne! Give me one more day of secrecy.
Let me remain a mysterious Floridor until the premiere.
Where are you coming from?
Silence, tomorrow.
I would like to repeat the last part, I do not know it well yet.
and the first, which you have not yet mastered.
Fantastic orchestra, isn't it?
But you must be careful not to burn your fingers.
That is what I wanted to say too.
Poor Mrs. Longueville she has become completely deaf.
Dear friend!
Forgive me please, however I have night inspections.
"Work... barracks... duty".
I know, I am not deaf.
La Vauzelle, go visit my wife.
Goodbye.
Working again! You are overexerting yourself, my dear!
- You see, I waited for you. - Cold little hands!
With this weather you must not leave the windows open.
Little child, little child!
Little child!
- I would like to drink something. - Champagne?
Yes, champagne, perhaps the little shop is still open?
I brought champagne from the club, dearest.
What an obsession with open windows!
You can suffocate here.
I have migraine again.
Sit down.
This will certainly help.
Damn!
What is it now?
You could pay a little attention!
Well no, this is a bit too much.
If it does not work the first time, must you try?
And I still have to keep my mouth shut!
I get hit and I must also keep silent?
I have more than enough of you...
of your little girlfriend and this idiot who sees nothing!
Yes, what are you doing here?
I wanted to get some fresh air.
- Really? - Oh little child, do not worry!
That is not good for you.
That is not a man, this is musician Floridor, my composer.
- Will I get a kick? - Why?
Do I look like someone who can give you a kick in the backside?
Well, no!
Someone took my ladder.
Annie, come and look.
- Is that Célestin? - Yes, Célestin, our devout organist.
Let me look!
Next crystal ball in the trash.
"Next crystal ball in the trash." That is the return of Célestin!
At the theater, Floridor.
And at the monastery, Célestin.
Kind and cheerful, that is Floridor.
Serious and devout, that is Célestin.
Those who do not appreciate Floridor
hurt Célestin.
By the kicks that Floridor receives...
Célestin cannot sit.
Because Célestin is Floridor.
And Floridor is Célestin.
For the beautiful life of Floridor, Célestin pays.
The good heart is Floridor. The bad is Célestin.
Floridor possesses women, Célestin finds that wonderful.
But if Floridor were deceived,
Célestin would know about it.
Because Célestin is Floridor.
And Floridor is...
Célestin.
Ladies, the first 12 go to bathe...
Ladies, the first 12 must bathe!
Where is lieutenant La Vauzelle?
- There, major. - There? I see him.
Major, I have arthritis.
- Which arthritis? That was a blow. - Did you receive a blow?
No, I gave the musical instrument a blow.
Fantastic horses...
What kind of clown is that?
- What are you doing here? - I am Loriot.
- Did you call me. - Me?
In my opinion one must serve here for a month. Until the 31st.
I was thinking of coming one day earlier,
- then I could leave on the 30th. - So, you thought that?
In the end I served 28 days. So it fits.
Get lost.
Tonight the reserve troops arrive, you return immediately with the others.
What a stickler you are.
I have received a letter from your father, the general.
He wants me to send you to Paris immediately.
Wonderful! In Paris there are a lot of women.
Especially: Denise de Flavigny, with a gigantic inheritance.
Your fathers are friends.
- Parisian? - No...
Her mother is Italian and our lady remained in Italy until her 15th.
Major!
Shall I perhaps sweep this dirty place for a moment?
Go, get out quickly!
So much wasted energy.
The last 3 years my sister took care of her upbringing.
- May I see her? - No, the parents want to be present.
But with a protégée of my sister you can marry with closed eyes.
Perhaps take a sneaky look anyway? I don’t even know her.
We never know our woman.
I did not notice that the pump is broken. Shall I repair it?
Do not forget that you are not present here.
Only at 20:00 you come here. I cannot even punish you now.
Understood?
Major, and if she is ugly?
May I please see her a bit earlier?
I will take care of that.
Now get out of here!
Silence please!
Do we have an agreement? All agreed?
- Yes. - Promise it!
May lightning strike me if I betray you!
The organist is coming!
- Hello, children. - Good morning.
Are you cold?
Yes, Miss Denise.
I slept with the window open.
I thought your window faced the wall.
- So what? - I saw you break the glass balls.
I do not need your advice Miss Denise.
Well said. Now just lift the ladder.
- Do you mean something by that? - Yes.
- Did you see me? - All of us.
- All? - We will say nothing.
- So... - We swear it.
May lightning strike me if I reveal that!
May lightning strike me if I reveal that!
Thank you ladies, I am moved.
We do not want your operetta to suffer damage.
- Do you know that already? - Yes, Mr. Floridor.
We know everything. We have sworn!
Thank you ladies, we now begin with "Gloria In Excelsis".
Mr. Organist...
always that Gloria, Magnificat, Stabat Mater.
What would you say about a piece from "The Beauties of Robinson"?
You do not think...
- We think only of that! - We know them all.
- Really? - Every evening I took one,
learned them at night and returned them in the morning.
For example "the tin soldier".
Little thing...
Handsome grenadier, comes from Nuremberg,
the princess comes from Rome, she got off at the station.
And the princess immediately fell in love.
She told him very enthusiastically her feelings.
However, with the rifle on his arm in position...
he did not react to her approach.
Why?
Why indeed?
Because he was made of lead!
Because he was handsome, but of lead!
Let us relax and just get to work.
Princess, charmed by his appearance could not comprehend it.
He stands motionless, unfeeling with the rifle on his arm.
The lady lost her mind and threw herself at the stiff soldier.
And pressed on his sun-browned face and a long passionate kiss.
This fiery kiss brings the soldier off balance and he begins to melt, to melt.
Why indeed?
Why indeed?
Because he was made of lead!
Because he was indeed splendid, but of lead!
Mother superior.
My congratulations, ladies, also for the excellent teacher.
Mother superior...
- Do you have a cold, Mr. Organist? - No.
That is good. I want to ask you after dinner,
to accompany the final "try-out" of the Great Mass in C.
Today?
Sorry, I cannot.
I have lost a cousin.
I must accompany him on his last journey to Paris.
Without me he would be lonely.
I will not insist.
- Those who remain suffer the most. - Are you back tomorrow?
At dawn, that is after the ceremony and return from Paris.
Break.
Mother superior, may I practice the solo part with Mr. Célestin?
I find that important...
What an angel!
Mother superior, could I in these sad circumstances
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