The Seven Deadly Sins (Les Sept Péchés capitaux)

"THE SEVEN DEADLY SINS"

"GREED"

"ENVY"

"GLUTTONY"

"LECHERY"

"SLOTH"

"PRIDE"

"ANGER"

And now...

"ANGER"

- How good you look! - Congratulations!

- I'll think about it. - What a beautiful day.

- How wonderful! - Thank you.

- It's very good. - It's a very good thing.

Thank you.

May the Lord give it back to you a hundredfold, ma'am.

I do hope so, my friend.

- My respect to your good mother. - Thank you.

Oh, no, don't trouble yourself.

What a joy to panhandle!

- It's not hot. - It's not cold.

- My dear, how is your poor husband? - Well, you know, he's happy.

He's very well-adjusted to his paralysis.

He's always successful!

So, have you found a place to stay, my good man?

Yes, a kind soul has taken me in.

Fortunately, there's no lack of kind souls.

And when you get bored, do come see us at the station, huh?

I will write them into my will.

Good Sunday!

- Hello, Father. - Hello, Mr. Teacher. Pray for me.

Oh, it's wonderful!

His mother was from Perpignan. His father was from Mermignan.

His father was from Brest. His mother was from Litowsk.

You see? On Sundays, he only drinks mineral water.

- Alcohol is for weekdays. - For him, it's the reverse.

Congratulations! What a beautiful child.

- Oh, a beautiful child! - He looks good!

Oh, he's very smart. He just got accepted into superior school.

- Which superior school? - L'Ecole Anormale .

Happy Sunday.

Happy Sunday.

- Happy Sunday. - For your wife, with my affection.

For your husband, with my respect. Excuse me, I'm in a hurry.

Happy Sunday.

Happy Sunday!

- Happy Sunday. - Happy Sunday.

- Happy Sunday. - Happy Sunday.

Happy Sunday!

- How about listening to the news? - It'll be good, as always.

''Hello, dear friends. I am happy to be with you again.

And I wish you a Happy Sunday.

The news is good. The son of the chairman of the country board...

who is a great sportsman, has successfully crossed the Channel...

while swimming the backstroke.

He's climbing the rostrum in the town square in his brand-new uniform...

of a swimming instructor.

His father, surrounded by the district officials...

vigorously shakes his hand as he cries with happiness.

- My little turnip. - Papadoff, author of the famous novel...

Let the Little Girls Come Unto Me, is visiting our town.

- He's also delighted to learn... - My little turnip.

- that he has won the Prix Femina for his new novel... - My chicken.

- Burning Candles at Both Ends. - My pigeon.

- My dove. - At his side his beautiful wife Eva...

takes a swim in the pool of the municipal gardens.

That makes Popoff dance.

- My little flea. - My little flea!

Meanwhile, the swallows return with spring.

- My squirrel. - My kitty.

- My gazelle. - My cockroach.

The celebration of this year's carnival has been very successful.

All our schools participated with the alumni and parents.

We are broadcasting the happiest images of it to you, dear viewers.

Do you find them entertaining?

Opinions are mixed, but most are favorable.

We'll do better next year.

The Carnival's master of ceremonies, its organizer for half a century...

strove mightily for creativity.

Watch how he let his joy explode. They made him a cake for a reward--

- Let's have lunch. - Bon appetit.

Let's have lunch with music.''

Oh, more.

More, more.

Oh, more soup!

- More soup! - Oh, soup!

- Ah. More soup. - Oh, but it's a spring soup.

But you could say tranks, though.

Thanks, though.

You don't look happy. What's with you?

It's nothing. I'm used to it. A fly in my soup, like every Sunday.

A fly in your soup? Liar.

Isn't this a fly?

- What fly? - This fly. Look!

For 25 years, every Sunday. I find--

- A fly in his soup! - A fly in his soup!

A fly, my child, in my soup.

- Every Sunday, for 25 years-- - You play disgusted.

What a big fuss over a fly! You're playing disgusted.

You weren't raised in a castle. I know what your parents were.

- They were what? - Ragmen.

There are no stupid jobs. It's an honest career.

It's better to be a ragman than a procurer.

Aren't you ashamed to speak ill of my parents?

- Where would you be without my dowry? - They paid me in counterfeit.

- It was a tidy sum anyway. - It's no reason to deliberately...

put flies in my soup every Sunday!

Oh, my uncle warned me you were crazy! He was right.

Your uncle is a moron, and he's as senile as your stupid cousin!

My cousin was a Grand Duchess!

He was a sucker. A real sucker.

- His family-- - They're gallows birds.

Everybody knows that your great-grandfather...

was a phony panhandler.

And your family was false nobility. Imposters, Madam.

Your father, your mather. All of them atheists.

Oh, my daughter!

- Bite him! - Shit, shit, shit!

- Shit. - There! There! There!

What?

No, no, no, no, no, no!

And boom!

Help, help, thief!

- Help! Help! - Thief! Thief!

- Snake! You old snake! - In the grass, mister.

Ladies and gentlemen, in a few moments, it will be the end of the world.

Earth!

These are the dangers of Anger.

Let's hope that the other sins will be less destructive.

"ENVY"

"Inn At The St. Antoine Vineyard"

Is it true that Miss Gerly is at your place for the weekend?

The actress? That's incredible!

For these people, every day is the weekend.

You'd see some weird things there, little Rosette.

If only there weren't all those beds to make.

Why don't you come and make mine one of these nights?

No way! What she wants in her bed is Mr. Jasmin-- no less!

- Or the boss-- - He's never here, so--

- Bye-bye. - Bye-bye. See you tomorrow.

My poor Jasmin, do you think I didn't see you playing the Romeo?

But what's with all those girls, this year?

- What do they see in you? - They see a handsome man.

Ah, Rosette. If only you would.

Do you know what we'd do together?

Of course, but Mr. Jasmin mustn't learn about it.

Of course not. We could take a trip. Do you know the bridge at Tancarville?

Oh, but that's much too far.

Or it's much, much too close.

- Your ambition will be your pitfall. - Rosette, what are you waiting for?

Mr. Duchemin asked for his breakfast.

Don't forget, Miss Garly likes it very hot.

"To Mr. and Mrs. Jasmin, at whose place the rapture of the roses...

gives me rest from the intoxication of applause: Rita Gerly."

Mr. Duchemin is very lucky to have it off with Miss Gerly.

It's Jean René Duchemin, you know.

Arras Textiles, Pastis Stimul , the Paris Group--

I don't know how many newspapers--

If he wanted Mrs. Jasmin, he would have her!

You! Never at the right time, never in the right place.

But when we're alone, you don't do anything!

- We're alone now, Rosette. - But anyone could come around.

- Mr. Jasmin! - You're bugging me with Mr. Jasmin.

You're killing me! You give me so much pleasure.

Why do I love you so much? Always more.

Why do I find you so handsome?

There's such peace when I'm near you.

- Such happiness. - You see?

I'd stay near you forever without doing anything.

Without doing anything?

Tut, tut. What if Mr. Jasmin were to show up?

No, he didn't call me. It's too late, isn't it?

Come in.

Do you think so? That's because-- I don't know. It's an idea.

I was counting on it. Such a lucky break.

Put that down over here, dearie.

No, not there. There!

My name on a Hollywood film, I'm going to seize that opportunity.

What? Of course.

Put yourself in my shoes.

What are you waiting for?

Give me my bed jacket. Get to it!

Excuse me, I was talking to the maid.

Of course. Yes.

Certainly.

Yes, of course.

No, not the curtains! The sun, at this hour? You want to kill me.

Those girls are stupid. With those people, it's in their blood.

No, not the producer's blood!

Yes. You really think so?

You think there's still hope?

You really think so?

What is envy?

Envy is the sadness we feel at the happiness of others.

- What is an envious person? - An envious person is one...

who is sad at the good and happy at the evil...

which happens to others.

Very good, my little girls.

So, is my bed jacket coming?

Hello? No. There's another appli--?