Rape of Love (L'amour violé)

RAPE OF LOVE

How will they manage without me?

He can't take care of the kids.

Don't worry about them. Think of yourself.

2 weeks in no time at all.

You want to help your mom?

"Diagnosis incomplete.

"Haematuria revealed

"via microscopic examination."

Got the count?

3 million.

It's an extra-uterine pregnancy.

How was the movie?

Great. Thanks for the tip.

"Her general health is good..."

You'll get used to it...

One gets used to everything.

She clung to life,

so old and emaciated,

a crazed look in her eyes.

What was she like as a girl?

As a kid I thought old people

were born old

and lived forever.

I hope I have a quick death!

That my heart stops beating.

Right in the middle of a fitting.

The perfect exit.

Mother...

What a depressing conversation.

You never wear the dress I made you.

Don't you like it?

It's too long to wear at work.

Madame Curie,

she wore long skirts.

And she discovered radium!

OK, I'll wear your dress.

What news from Jacques?

He's fine. Coming home on leave soon.

Tell him I'll fix him his favourite dinner.

I'm counting on him.

Squad... Shun!

Squad... Shun!

Squad... Shun!

Present arms!

You know what to do.

Present arms!

Look at the flag. Chins up!

Perfectly still now.

That belt isn't to hold up your balls!

Not bad.

Let's hear you slap those rifles.

Once more for Berger.

Quiet, Berger.

Not bad. Now, a little walk.

Forward march!

Dig in those heels.

You're not chorus girls.

Legas, you walk like a fag.

Think of me?

Now and again.

Don't fall asleep...

Don't let time slip away...

You're life itself...

You alone are the tree of life...

You are fate... you are hope...

Your cry

Don't put your faith in time...

You're my never again

and my forever...

I'm reborn in you...

Forever and again...

I'm off-key!

I'm reborn in you,

Forever and again.

I'm better at songs like:

"Do your balls hang high?"

"Do your balls hang low?"

Barracks humour. Charming!

You'd better get used to it.

We're real men in the Army.

Kidding apart... it's pathetic.

Even dangerous.

It'll make a man of you.

Oh yeah? What am I now?

You're saying I'm not a man?

If I get posted to Paris,

will you come with me?

I'll follow you anywhere,

darkest Africa or Paris.

Is Paris likely?

Not likely,

but there's no harm in dreaming.

You're supposed to dream about me.

The Army's even taken over my dreams!

Now if you wore a uniform...

And had a fine moustache...

I'd love you, Captain, Sir.

The insect lands on a petal,

just like a runway.

It's after the nectar deep inside the flower.

As it goes through this narrow passage,

it rubs against the reproductive organs.

And little pouches of pollen get stuck to its head.

Then the insect carries the pollen to the next flower...

Who thought that up!

Some orchids do amazing things to attract insects.

They imitate the female of the insect species, the colour...

Even the smell.

Too bad you quit Botany.

You'd have made a great teacher.

Perhaps. But after Delphine was born,

life got too hectic.

Julien had to finish his studies.

So I made the big sacrifice.

I'll get even yet.

Back to school?

Maybe, some day. I'd like to.

I enjoy my work,

but I prefer to study buttercups.

Moving to Paris is fine with me.

But it means going into a new outfit

to work on sophisticated electronic equipment.

I'll be helping the arms race.

That's a drag.

Anyone working in electronics is faced with that problem.

Many people work for the military without knowing it.

Steel goes into pots and pans and tanks.

Where do you draw the line?

Take household appliances:

vacuum-cleaners use energy

which means more nuclear power-plants.

You guys talking shop as usual?

What else! Women only talk politics.

Know what Nicole said?

That I'd have made a great Botany teacher

and I was dumb to quit school for you.

I didn't put it that way.

You've got it all wrong.

When we met you were a mousy student

with dandruff.

Liar!

I've always had a great scalp!

I said to myself: "That poor girl needs help."

So I married you. The change was immediate.

You blossomed into a ravishing beauty.

A real fairy-tale.

When we met, I was doing fine

and you were going nowhere.

What nonsense!

You'll improve once I've married you.

Me? Marry a buck private?

Let's leave the Army out of this.

My soldier boy!

Enough.

May I? Just to make them jealous.

A knock-out! Did you see her?

Fabulous!

She's leaving.

Where you heading, sweetie?

You'll never make it on that wreck. Need a push?

A little push in the ass?

She's got some ass!

Going anywhere special?

Isn't being alone a drag?

How about a little company?

What do you say?

Hey, answer us... Be a sport.

She's sulking.

Don't I get a little smile?

Leave me alone.

My pal's a lousy driver. Are you hurt?

You shouldn't be out alone.

Let go!

Let go!

Help!

Had a nice ride?

How about a little show?

A curtain-raiser...

Come on, honey.

Leave me alone... What did I do?

How about revealing your divine figure?

Wait... Do it with style.

Think of your sisters...

We don't have any!

If we did, we'd screw them!

You're mad!

Out of your minds!

No speeches. Take it off.

Take it off.

What did my friend say?

You going to take it off?

Your blouse... Off with your blouse.

Don't cry, angel. Stay cool.

What a knock-out!

I'm cold.

We'll warm you up.

Not bad at all.

May I?

Bitch!