All the Gold in the World (Tout l'or du monde)

ALL THE MONEY IN THE WORLD

Don't rush. We have plenty of time.

You are in a hurry.

The road isn't just for you, oaf.

You are not very polite.

He deserves a kick in the ass.

Hello, boss.

- Old houses. - Some are more than 500 years old.

- It must be bulldozed. Shall we go? - It'll amuse you.

Mr. Victor Hardy, the mayor and the town council members.

Our village is in the spotlight,

because, according to the official statistics...

We read it in the newspaper.

Our photographer is already at work.

Isn't that nice? He was 85 and his wife 93. Photo.

And this one lived from 1850 to 1938. Photo.

- This one reached 92, and so did that one. - And the 100-year-olds?

There are plenty of them too. Look, 1858-1959.101 years.

And look at this one, even older. And that one there.

- You get old here. - We buy everything.

- For nothing. And then we sell it again. - With a catchy slogan.

Wait. No.

- People live long here. - Long live...

- Longueville. - Longueville...

- Longueville, a masterstroke. - With good publicity.

Whoever loves life goes to live in Longueville.

- The municipal council of Cabasse... - Thank you, Mayor. Thank you.

- All ours. - Well done, Fred.

To persuade them to sell without throwing money around.

- Have they all signed? - Yes, except one. He wants to see you.

- And he's here. - Go fetch him.

Mr. Dumont, come in. Mr. Hardy is here.

Yes, this way. Through that door.

- They're a bit stupid here. - Lucky for us.

- Where is his land? - Here. That undeveloped plot.

Right in the middle of the estate. And that's where the spring is.

He has no clue. Come in, Mr. Dumont.

- Pleased to meet you, Mr. Dumont. - We have already met.

- When? - Recently. On the road.

- Your driver was not very polite. - You don't mean that.

He said I should get a kick in the ass.

- I can't imagine that. - So I'm lying?

- Stay. We believe you. - It was a misunderstanding.

- He'll reprimand his driver. - Seriously.

Please sit down and sign there.

He deserves a kick in the ass.

- That's right. - You are absolutely right.

- You agree with me? - Completely.

- Then go get him. - Who?

Your driver. To give him what he deserves.

Very funny.

That Mr. Dumont can be quite funny.

- Just sign. We'll do the rest. - We will punish the guilty one.

First that kick in the ass. Then we'll talk.

- You're joking. - You can't possibly expect...

I expect nothing. You want something from me.

- Please, Mr. Dumont. - Can't we talk?

Mr. Hardy means well. Sit down and then we'll talk.

Or are you in a hurry?

I'm never in a hurry. I have plenty of time.

The kid is clearly surprised. He needs to get used to the idea.

Makes sense, just imagine.

- I think he asked for time to think. - Rightly so. You must take your time.

All of this is his.

You have to face it. Come with me.

- Come. - I'm going alone, no witnesses needed.

And hurry up a bit.

- Mr. Dumont? - Who's there?

- I'm ready. - What do you want?

I want nothing. You want something.

Oh, it's for... There's no hurry.

Go ahead.

The brute hit me hard.

Done. Let him sign, then we can go.

I don't want to see that old man anymore.

- It's not settled yet. - How so? Oh yes.

Those people are brutes. They speak another language.

- That was the agreement, wasn't it? - So it seems.

You only need to sign there.

I only need to sign there? Then I'll sign there.

Then it's agreed. But first I have to talk to Toine.

- Toine? - My son.

But your son isn't the owner, is he?

No, I am. But who left it to me? My father.

And he got the house from his father.

It has passed from father to son as long as there have been Dumonts.

I'm not selling it without talking to Toine. I can't do that.

- Where are you now, Fred? - One moment.

You must talk to Toine.

- I'll do that when I see him. - Right now.

- Right now? But he's up there. - Up there?

- In the mountains, with the sheep. - Then we'll go there.

Into the mountains? I did that when I was young.

That's two days on foot, and there are no roads. So...

When will he be back?

After the summer. With the sheep.

- Will you come back? - I'm already coming.

- Would you like some soup? - No, thank you. Another time.

- Toine, don't you recognize me? - It's the mayor.

- You really scared me. - We came to say hello to you.

Hello, Toine. Nice to meet you.

He looks exactly like his father.

- Who is that? - A friend of your father.

He just offered me soup.

And he told me that he wanted to talk to you.

- Is that so? - Yes, it is.

Wouldn't you like to fly along?

Me? In that thing?

That sounds nice to me.

- Mr. Dumont. - Mathieu.

Hello, Dad.

- What are you doing here? - You wanted to talk to him, didn't you?

I said: after the summer, when he is back with the sheep. Only then.

Embrace your father and tell him he must be sensible.

You won't set foot in the house before the sheep are back.

- You said he wanted to talk to me. - I'll sort it out.

- You really are stubborn. - I'll teach you a lesson.

- You're not going to shoot me dead, are you? - It's only birds hot.

For apple thieves.

Go away or I'll shoot.

All Dumonts were stubborn, but you are the worst.

He wanted to shoot me. Me, the mayor.

I'll go.

- Listen, Mr. Dumont. - Stop it.

- He belongs with his sheep. - But you wanted...

After the summer. And when I say something, I mean it.

I want to clear something up. Your son is not to blame.

Oh really?

- And who is looking after the sheep now? - The sheep?

Yes. Go on. You know everything so well, don't you?

- Your father asked... - Who is looking after the sheep.

Well, the man with the beard.

- The man with the beard looks after them. - He knows nothing about it.

Doesn't he know anything about it?

- Together with his nephew. - Good.

- His nephew helps him. - Which nephew?

I think the nephew of the man with the beard.

He has to laugh.

That nephew is an idiot.

No, not that nephew.

- Which one then? - The other nephew is the idiot.

It is the other nephew.

Toine, you were not allowed to set foot in the house.

- But he is your son. - Surely he can come in?

I live here and I am no longer a child.

Oh really? We'll see about that.

- And tomorrow... - The festive opening.

- All those journalists. - The radio, the guests of honor.

- All of that will go up in smoke. - Because of that stubborn man.

- If only we could... - Kill him.

That will be difficult.

Although...

- I'll explain it to you, Toine. - Maybe we pushed too hard.

- He hit me. At my age. - That's terrible.

We really mean it.

This is what it's about: we want to buy your house and land, and your father...

- Open up, Toine. - One moment.

We have your father's permission...

- I could have hit back. - Certainly, but that wouldn't have helped.

You have to agree among yourselves about the sale.

- Are you opening or not? - In a moment.

- Your father said yes. Now you have to. - I have to go.

Yes, to Paris or something.

- A place without worries. - Anywhere.

If you prefer living outside, we'll build something for you.

Then you can lead another life. For your own good.

What's more, it is your duty.

Good heavens. Open up, or I'll get my axe.

We are ready.

You say yes, now he has to.

- Maybe he understands... - Surely he does.

When I am lying at the bottom of the well.

- The bottom of the well? - Yes, that's what he said.

- Locking me out. Where is he? - You are wrong, Mr. Dumont.

I herded sheep until I was forty.

And now get lost.

Toine, come out. Where are you?

- Toine is not here, Mr. Dumont. - I'll find him.

Help, Mr. Hardy. Help.

What are you doing by my well?

Get away from there.

Those people think they can do anything.

Stay there. Don't move.

I'll show them something.

Grab him, Toine. Grab him.

Just getting a cartridge.

How clumsy he is. Cooperate a bit.

I should have let you do as you wanted, idiot.

Look where you would have ended up without him.

- In that black hole. - Into nothingness.

You can get a shot of birds hot.

When you need such a thing, it refuses to work.

Good heavens. That glows like hell.

What have I done to God? I'll hold it against them.

Don't give him too much drink, Rose.

Poor Toine. You know him, he doesn't become mean when he drinks.

I'm still here to defend your honor.

I count on you, Mr. Jules. Good evening, Rose.

Draw a card.

Seen? Put him back now. Come closer.