Leguignon the Healer (Leguignon guérisseur)

Ah, that kid is really tough. They always have to fight.

All right, I'll catch you.

All right, I'll knock you out. I'll flatten you.

Ah, my poor old fellow. You have your troubles too.

There is one advantage.

For you, it's settled faster than for us.

At the veterinarian, one little injection is enough.

And you get rid of this miserable life.

What's wrong? What's happening?

Kiki!

Mr. Leguignon, how did you do it?

I don't know, but I didn't do anything to your dog.

Yes, you did, my Kiki, he's cured. - Kiki is cured?

Daddy, Daddy, Kiki is cured.

Oh, Kiki!

Impossible, he bit the child. - The veterinarian wanted to kill him.

Yes, we could have avoided a visit.

If only I had known. - How did it happen?

I don't know. Mr. Leguignon, he held him like that in his arms.

Oh, Leguignon. So now you heal dogs?

It was just chance, that's all.

All you need now is to open a veterinary practice.

That's not for me. - Why not?

Your daughter is about to marry a doctor.

That way you'll treat clients of your own kind.

When will it be, Mr. Leguignon? - When my son-in-law has his vacation.

For now, he works at Cochin Hospital.

Then he'll get some practice on his father's clients.

And after that, he'll take over the practice.

Well then, I'm off. Goodbye, ladies.

Goodbye, Leguignon. - Goodbye, Leguignon.

And thanks anyway for Titi.

Doctor Martiney has all the clients in the district.

He's an important man, you know.

Good morning, Doctor. - Well, Leguignon, this trial?

Oh, I was convicted, Mr. Martiney.

I suspected as much. No luck with justice.

Oh no, like last month, the criminal court?

Because of the punch I took straight in the face from a policeman.

Why on earth put your nose under a fist?

Luckily, I blocked it with my nose, otherwise full impact.

Typical Leguignon.

I wonder whether I should let my son marry the daughter of a courtroom regular.

Oh no, listen, Doctor, that would still be sad

if those poor people held it against me.

I was joking. My patients are waiting.

Goodbye, Leguignon. - Goodbye, Doctor.

Eugène, is that you? - Yes, dear.

No need to ask how it went.

You were in the right and still got convicted once again.

Well, that is to say... - How much?

What?

How much? - Leave your father alone.

You can see he's even more troubled than you.

Eugène, how much?

Oh, about 1,500 or so. - Yes, that makes 2,000, right?

You'll be the death of me! When I think I'll have to make you

mend a dress for Arlette's wedding.

Oh, I'll give you the 2,000 francs for the trial.

No, my daughter. Keep your money, I'll manage.

Yes, you'll just cut back on tobacco. That way you'll cough less in the morning.

Well, you see, there it is. It's a blessing in disguise, right?

Suppose the justice of the peace had ruled in my favor.

I would have kept coughing, and I might have ended up dropping dead early.

Whereas this way, eh? - You're kind, my dear papa.

So I'm not kind?

Yes, but why do you always pretend you're not?

Ah, hello, my future in-laws.

Hello, Mr. Jean.

I just saw your father. Let's have a drink, shall we?

No. - Your future father-in-law just…

lost the lottery again. 2,000 francs in fines.

It’s about that policeman again.

Ah, if only you could put some sense into your future father-in-law's head!

Listen, Mother, you're not starting again, are you?

Lovely day, isn't it? - Oh yes, wonderful.

2,000 francs in fines, and Nénèque, my best layer, dying.

She's dying? I'll go see.

Yes, go ahead. And with his usual luck, he'll

make her suffer just by looking at her.

What's the matter, children?

Well, what's wrong?

Mr. Guignon, my friends have brought you some patients.

Patients? Come now, I'm not a veterinarian.

No, but like what you did for Kiki.

For Kiki? - Yes, with your hands.

Oh, it has nothing to do with my hands.

But yes, when you held him in your arms, now he's cured.

Well, try with his little goat.

But what's wrong with his little goat?

A dog bit her leg, and Dad wants us to kill her.

I love my little goat.

Let me see that, my dear. Come here, my dear.

Well then, if it doesn't help her, it won't hurt her.

Wait, don't move, my little goat, don't move.

Oh, you'll see, he'll cure her in no time.

Yes, he'll cure her in no time, he says, but that's not certain.

Come on, put it back on her leg.

There you are, hold her.

Look.

Oh, that's wonderful, my little goat is all snug.

Oh, that's wonderful.

Oh, well now. - Oh, don't let her break.

Oh, you're so cute, the bear is broken.

So, do you want me to fix it?

Wait, you'll see. This one, I won't miss.

Wait, the bear is here. He's suffering, that's not possible.

You see, it will work.

He's completely healed now, the bear.

Just look, it's wonderful, isn't it? Here you go.

Ah no, he's a bit broken, but he works well.

And you there, what do you have in your hand?

Ah no, those filthy concrete things, I can't stand them.

Mr. Leguignon, I like my little mouse.

You like it, you like it, but...

Come on, give it here.

I thought your mouse was fine. She traded it for a candy.

Twenty-two! - Twenty-two?

My God, the nasty beast! She climbed into my sleeve.

Wait, I'll get it. Go look behind. Look as well.

Oh, come on, she's not mean.

She's not mean, but she disgusts me.

Look behind my back, put your hand in.

I'll look here. Don't you feel her?

Lift it, over here. It's fine, it's fine.

No, not there. Come, come. Look here.

Oh, your filthy beast. I've got her, I've got her.

Stop. Stop, there she is. Here, there's your filthy thing.

Get rid of it, we won't see her again.

Rosalie, come here. - Oh, the nasty beast.

Come here, Rosalie.

Oh, my lettuces. Would you, would you...

Come on, come on, jump over. Come on, there.

Oh, your Rosalie, I don't want to see her again. Come on, hop.

Get out of here. You bunch of rotten kids.

Calm down with your menagerie. - Thank you, Mr. Leguignon.

Thank you for the miracles. - I'll give you miracles, you just wait.

Bloody goat.

Ah, that's just great. All my lettuces are ruined now.

I'll have to start all over again.

Oh, for heaven's sake, come on. Let's go.

Come on. Ah, good heavens. Hey, easy now, don't hurt yourself.

I'm going to fall here.

What... What is that there?

Oh, well, it's moving... Oh, no, it's... Ah! Hey, come on!

Come on!

Adèle!

Adèle!

Adèle!

As for the goat and the mouse, my kid just told me about it.

All I can say is that my dog was paralyzed

and Leguignon cured him by holding him in his hands.

Well, well, well...

Well, well, well, there's no need for that. He cured him, I saw it.

But, my friend, it's all coincidence.

Coincidence? You look like a coincidence yourself.

You didn't make all this up. - All this can be healed with bare hands.

Well then, what are you waiting for?

Listen, it's interesting. And there are no more lumps.

I'll go check the cellar.

All this is like miracles.

They exist, but they can't be explained. - Look at him, with his miracles.

You can say what you want. I only believe what I see.

Hello everyone.

Hello, Leguignon. - Hi, my friend.

How are you? - Hey there, killer, how are you?

Good morning. - Good morning, Leguignon.

Come on, let's celebrate. - The miracle worker.

The miracle worker? - Yes.

They say you heal animals with your hands.

No kidding. Did you know that?

With hands like that, word spreads fast.

Healer, you've got another job now? If I were you, you know?

Well, I'd become a veterinarian. - Ah, that's a good idea, yes.

That way, I'd treat you. - I'd treat you.

I'd treat you. - Yes, you can laugh.

I had a hen that was going to die. Now everything is fine.

Here's the proof: she just laid an egg. You can try the same.

Leguignon, how did you cure her? - But I didn't cure her.

I held her in my hands. - That's unusual, all the same.

Maybe you could heal people. - Oh, stop joking, you fool.

Why not? - Well, you wouldn't be the first.

I'd like to see how you do it.

Come on, come here, you'll be the hen. - Jules, don't be silly.

It hurt. - I'm joking.

Come on, come. Hide there, cardinal.

Say, where do I stand? - Stand there, come here.

Oh, I've got a big hen.

There, I held her in my hands, like this.

So you massaged her? - No, I didn't massage her.

I put my hands like this, that's all.

What? - Oh, that's funny, my friend.

What's funny? - Oh, it's warming me up, you know.

It's warming you up? - Yes, it's warming me up.

Look at him. - Well now.

I've never seen you up there. - Well, well.

No husband, Mother of God. Jules, hold me steady.

And now? - Do you believe in miracles, eh?

I've worked in administration for 20 years, and I've never seen anything like it.

Jules, don't be an idiot. - I have to see how it works.