A Friend Will Come Tonight (Un ami viendra ce soir...)

You're hit!

Sorry my good Sir.

I blasted you half an hour ago.

You've already been eaten by sharks.

It's unfortunate that you didn't notice.

Poor fool. You don't even have aircraft fighters.

I ask you to stay polite!

Strength prevails over politeness.

A particularly noxious species...

which unfortunately swarms more and more.

I can confess to you rose citizen since we're alone...

It's their kind who leads me to leave this society

with which I have nothing in common anymore

and to create our little state where everything is pure.

Our dear republic

has only several thousand wise citizens

strictly selected.

Flowers, insects, birds and only one man, me.

What? I can hear you from here comrade butterfly.

My case is a bit exceptional since I managed to eradicate all evil

in the little animal that I am.

You on the other side treat me like a freak

because I heal by myself.

But maybe one day it will be the people doing evil things that we will treat like freaks.

They will give us much more work. Huge hospitals will have to be built.

May I ask you how you get such a result?

Three essential remedies. First, contemplation.

Watch men, watch them live. It's the first antidote.

Then meditation.

Not too long. Just enough to reach nausea.

The third remedy is much more tricky.

It's not within the reach of everyone. Dance.

Every morning...

four hours on a single feet...

like this.

What?

You're exaggerating!

I won't translate what he said. I'm afraid you wouldn't like it.

You're walking Mrs Doremy? -Yes, it's for the baby.

The climate is good for him.

You see the nice rosy cheeks he has now?

He's beautiful.

Beautiful sheep you have painted. -Where do you see sheep?

Well, let's say your clouds mislead me. -Can't you see they're sounds?

Sounds?

Indeed, they even look like real ones. -I'm painting here what he's playing there.

That's it. Very well.

Maybe low notes lack a little focus, don't you think?

I did not dare tell you but it's not your fault.

I'm going to ask him to stress them a bit more. -Please do.

Try to stress a little more the low notes if you can my dear.

And the head a little bit more to the right if it's possible.

You want to have your tea served in this room?

With two sugar lumps. Alright.

Did I see Helène? Of course.

She's taking a sun bath. It's her hour.

Of course she's alone.

At your service. Pleasure is mine.

It's funny how the thoughts of a man can envelop you.

He's near you, he's watching you.

Observing you to the point of indiscretion.

His eyes like those of a fakir who has the power to

make a flower fade or flourish in a few seconds.

The difference that the look of a man simply curious...

never had the least influence...

neither on a flower nor on a woman.

Because you're simply curious Mister.

No, I'm not simply curious.

I'm not a fakir either.

I have no power over flowers and my power on women is rather limited.

But how can anyone pass every day near such a rare flower grown by miracle

and look away?

Especially, and I apologize, since I love flowers.

Here's for the flowers lover.

As for the curious man, I don't bark at the moon,

I don't fight in duel with the moonlights,

I'm not the empress of China,

I'm a distressing banality and if I grew up by luck in this strange place

it's because I couldn't find a better place. With this I bid you farewell Mister.

And me I say good bye and see you soon.

I don't think so because as soon as tomorrow

the little flower will be transplanted into a much more private place.

I will find her.

Once again I've been the victim of an attack.

I know, I know, you can't tell because of my dignity.

I've an ironclad modesty. A grand modesty that's been the admiration of my friends.

But all the same Doctor...

It would be more prudent to expel this man. -You're exaggerating my dear lady!

I'm exaggerating?

Why do you think he sports this incredible outfit that is the shame of your institution?

To seduce me. -You're perfectly right, Mrs.

But you know that it's the rule for the happiness of all in this house

to let everyone live according their tastes and inspiration.

But when living in society one should not think only of himself.

Me for instance. If I change seven or eight times a day...

it's not for my pleasure but for the pleasure of everyone.

I sacrifice for the happiness of other people's eyes.

Yours too, Doctor. -Of course and I am very grateful to you.

It is not without grandeur, don't you think? -Assuredly.

The grand lady is in full innuendo crisis.

The faded model tries to blacken me in the eyes of our good doctor.

I'll make you crawl underground Mrs.

Maybe there's not much grandeur in my outfit but...

there's human suffering behind this perishable wall.

The Doctor...

who sees as much through my soul as he sees through my body knows...

that I am a very sick man.

My sickness gives me fever, makes me burn...

but only in the insides. That's why it's a bit ridiculous.

If it was on the outside...

she would cry.

The world would cry because I'm burning.

And you know why?

He's a savage, a gorilla, a caveman!

A what? -A caveman!

Mannequin! -Please!

You don't really mean what you say.

Hello?

It's you Claire.

Hello, young girl.

Thank you.

Beatrice!

Beatrice! They're coming!

Someone's coming?

The Doctor left us in the middle of a brilliant conversation.

Who can be so important that he leaves abruptly? You waiting for someone?

One never knows. -I like very much your little housedress.

Yes, they're coming!

They're coming!

You didn't come yesterday. It's not very nice of you.

You dine with us at home tonight? -Go away Albert! They're coming!

Good God! I'm forgetting... Something very important.

Silly boy!

They're going to the Doctor's!

Mr Berout, they're coming!

I'm gone!

Someone told me...

The battle ground where you walk will be deserted by its inhabitants.

The men the enemy have not removed or deported

will be driven out by the ravages of battle.

Well, it's this battle ground

that on the 6th of June, the first day of the great crusade...

Hey guys! Turn off your radio! The krauts are coming!

André, come on, we're leaving. -God damn! Give me the guns! Fast!

Farewell, little Monika. We have to part today.

Hurry up, guys! -We're coming!

Who forgot his machine gun?

Leave me alone. I must go.

But you're too old to help them. Why are you going?

To annoy you!

Hey, Mrs Lorca...

Going already?

I don't know if the guys will come for your soup tonight. The krauts are coming!

It would be too bad my poor kids. You'll be hungry up there.

I made a good soup with bacon in it.

Search everywhere for weapons.

This is a nest full of terrorists.

Translate this to the word for them:

If they don't tell the truth,

we'll annihilate this damn village!

Start with the mayor.

The rest of this bunch will follow later.

Don't let them talk among themselves.

Weapons have been parachuted in this area.

Where are they? -I don't know anything about it.

Been awhile since we saw planes -There're weapons everywhere. We know it!

Where are the young people?

Damn it! Ask him where they went.

Where are the young men of the village? They took to the Maquis?

I don't know. Many of them work....

in the fields or in the woods at this hour.

Some of them even work for you in Germany.

In Germany...He says a lot of men are working in Germany.

Does he know anything about captain Girard?

You never heard about Commander Girard?

No, I don't know him. -Obviously.

And you? Do you know Commander Girard?

Come on! Speak! It will be more profitable for you than staying silent!

You'll talk alright.

Take them inside. We'll have a chat.

Go on, move it.

Go inside.

There's one. Take aim.

Fire.

I can't stand it! They're going to kill him.

I'm going to say everything.

Anything but this! -Shut up. I'd rather lose you both.

Well, well. Come with me.

Attention!

Take aim.

Fire.

Search everything.

If you find weapons, shoot them,

and burn their houses.

At your orders.

That'll teach them.

They really behave like gentlemen.

And so gallant!

I was certain they would ask for me when coming here.

...18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23.