Dear Inspector (Tendre Poulet)

Thanks. Did you remember the candles?

Yes, Mrs Tanquerelle.

- 8? - You said 9.

So I did! Blue?

No... pink... Wasn't it for your daughter?

Of course! How silly of me!

Goodbye!

Those bitches!

You went through a red light!

- What? - A red light!

- Were you in a rush? - Yes, sort of.

Ouch!... Take it easy!

- Does it hurt? - It sure does.

- Where? - My knee. I fell on it.

- It bends, so it's not broken. - Really!

There's a pharmacy over there.

Doesn't this have to be reported?

- I'm in a hurry. - What about my papers?!

- Which papers? - Those there!

- Here... lean back there. - Oh, gosh!

That really hurts!

"Composition in G major and allegro, by Georgio Dello Strado."

- A you a musician? - You missed one!

I'm sorry!

- My books!... - Just let's go... come on!

We can't leave my bike there!

I'm not going to try and lift it off!

Come on now!

Hello... Mum... it's me.

Would you set the table, and I'll be there in half an hour.

I had a collision with some guy.

He ran a red light.

Don't worry, I'm perfectly OK. So is he.

Let's wait for the x-rays.

There's no need at all for that.

I can drop you off, but I'm really in a hurry, alright?

I'm told it's nothing to worry about!!

You address...?

23, rue de la Montagne Sainte-Geneviève.

- Profession? - Teacher.

- So you teach trumpet? - No.

I've always wanted to meet a trumpet teacher.

- Sorry I can't oblige. - Let's go!

Just lean on me.

You have some of that throat medication from the Vosges?

I've been looking for it everywhere, for 2 months.

They've been out of stock.

That's very annoying!

It was the same 4 years ago, with star anise.

It's very good... I don't know why.

Herbal teas are good for everything.

Shall I drop you off, or can you manage on your own?

Are you going to the Latin Quarter?

No, but I can drop you off.

You can put me down.

Goodbye.

But as I'm here anyway...

...I'll take some of that.

Stay there!...

Your hair just caught a reflection...

- It was wonderful! - My hair?

Rays from the sun... mirrored in a bus window...

...and reflected through the jar... It was very pretty.

I'll let you know when I see a bus coming!

- It's funny you know... - What is?

I feel I remember you from somewhere.

You weren't on Noirmoutier Island, 3 years ago?

No. But you remind me of someone, too.

- I'm not too heavy for you? - No.

Because there's not only the knee...

There's the ankle.

But your arm's alright?

The arm's not too bad.

Be careful, it's slippery.

I know the Sorbonne.

If you took philosophy in '54 at Louis-le-Grand...

...you would have had Chauffard?

Did you know him?

Did I know Chauffard!?

He held his lecture notes together with clothes pegs!

His crazy sophistry!

"I would rather plant cabbages... at least I could watch them grow!"

And the socks he wore!

Don't laugh... in 5 years I'll be like Chauffard.

With a gammy leg into the bargain!

A gammy leg!

We probably passed each other on those stairs a thousand times.

We probably brushed against each other.

Are you sure you weren't on Noirmoutier, 3 years ago?

Just a moment...

What were you like in 1952?

I was in a trance... preparing a first-year course.

- No... physically. - Same height... not as heavy.

With knees like new.

You were translating Courteline into Greek.

Yes.

- You're Lemercier! - You're Tanquerelle!

Tanquerelle!

Lise Tanquerelle!

Lise! So...? The same except for the hair!

You're too kind.

Let's not get carried away... How far back are we going?...

It was... ah yes...

- That was it! - Yes.

Let's go!

This time round, you'll give me your address.

If you like.

- She'll do for him! - Enough!

You really want to my address?

YES!

- Grab your chance, Antoine! - She'll grow on you...

- A funny lot! - They have their moments.

You're obviously busy, so...

Sorry to make things difficult for you, but...

- Do you have anything to write with? - Never!

Cordelier...

...could I have your pen, instead of your cheek?

At your service, sire.

Don't overdo it!

- I don't have my glasses... - Take mine.

Thanks.

- Shall I include my phone number? - Yes. I'll give you mine as well.

Thank you.

Just write it on there... I'll copy it off later.

Cordelier, stop pulling faces.

- Thank you. - See you soon, eh?

See you soon!

So... Eteocles calls on all combatants to the ramparts.

The chorus of women's lamentations rise to the heavens...

...allowing Eteocles...

...to rebuke them with a few well-chosen words...

Do you do this job for fun or money?

...that I would freely translate as...

" God, save us from women...

"On good days they are impudent...

"and on bad ones, a plague on the city."

- Male chauvinist pig! - Aeschylus, young lady.

Yoo-hoo!

- Is that you, mummy? - Yes, it's me.

We didn't think you were coming.

What day is it?

My birthday.

Oh! I'd completely forgotten!

Hello, Suzanne.

- Do you remember Rudy? - Vaguely. Hello, mum.

- Hello. - The cake's in the kitchen.

Hello, sweetie!

Don't you remember when Rudy came to Vichy?

The year we made those hoods...

...with the huge bouquets.

Where are you going?

She's gone to fix the cake, Nanna.

- Did your father phone you? - No.

That doesn't surprise me.

Rudy had just dumped Véra, and he came to Vichy...

...in that huge car, whose name I forget...

It was an Isotta Fraschini!

That was it... And he wore a tweed blazer.

Hello, Paul? Have you forgotten your daughter's birthday?

You haven't forgotten? Well, that's nice of you.

You think of us all the time? Thanks. Here's your daughter.

Daddy.

Hello, daddy!

Paul's preparing his exhibition.

- I'm very glad. - You've said that for 4 years.

Paul was nice... He was easy to get on with.

In your whole life, have you known anyone you couldn't get on with?

Oh, no... not really!

Even my father, whom I never had the pleasure of knowing...

...still has a place in your heart.

How can a man as tall as he was, not have a place?!

Lise!

Yes? What's he want now?

It's a call for you.

A gentleman who says he's forgotten his glasses.

His glasses?! Hello, is that you?

I hope I'm not disturbing you. It's about my glasses.

Oh, I'm confused.

Yes... they're in my pocket.

No... I wasn't sitting down... You didn't interrupt anything.

No, no...

You'll pop over?

You'll have to change bus 3 times.

What bus?

Oh yes.

Where I can drop them?

You can bring them to me this evening, to Saint Germain Court?

That's the Louvre!

You live at rue de la Montagne Ste-Geneviève.

No... Rue de la Montagne Ste-Geneviève is where I sleep.

And St-Germain Court is where I sing.

You sing there?

And then, if you don't think it boring...

...we could go to dinner together with friends.

Well, with some people, anyway.

I'd really love to... I'll see you later.

'Bye for now.

I have to go to a concert tonight.

Who with?

With some people... friends. Close the curtains.