Jacquot (Jacquot de Nantes)

I know the art of evoking happy moments!

Those scents, those unending kisses,

will they be born again from that unfathomable abyss,

like a rejuvenated sun rises in the heaven

from the depths of the sea?

O scents, O unending kisses!

The night was growing dense like a wall

and my eyes glimpsed yours in the dark.

And I drank your breath

O sweetness, O poison -

and your feet fell asleep in my brotherly hands.

"The night was growing dense like a wall."

Is it over?

No, it's not.

Come, Jacquot, it's the end.

Sometimes it starts again.

No, it doesn't. Let's go. Papa's waiting...

It's not finished...

I'm staying.

Show us yours, Jacquot.

What, now?

Don't you worry...

They do it later in the Army

to measure and compare, so they know.

Know what?

Look out, someone's coming!

Put it back. It's nothing to write home about.

You three again!

Hello boy, homework done?

That's right. Is it done?

Not yet, Papa.

Do what your father says.

Hurry up, Madame Marilou...

5 litres exactly.

You're tops.

- Hurry! Only one side is curled... - I'm coming!

I'm on stage in an hour.

Papa didn't want it,

Mama neither.

Good little children

Obey their parents.

- That's in Act 2. - Yes. It's the donkey duet.

The curler is too hot.

Come down. Stay away from that ladder.

Done your homework?

I left my bag in the garage.

- It's fixed? - Yes.

It clunks when it's cold, but that's normal.

Thanks.

Hello, Demy Garage here...

I want to order a new car.

A black Citroén 7 CV.

The customer's in a hurry.

Damn kids...

Always blocking the stairs.

Jacquot! I hate being late.

I wanted an orange.

Goodnight, Papa.

You should've come with us.

I know "Les Saltimbanques"...

You know, the one Mama curls...

It is love that consoles the poor...

In bed, "the poor".

"Say YOU!" prayers.

Our Father who art in Heaven...

They are good boys.

Hail Mary full of grace...

Coming to give us a kiss, Mama?

A rich labourer, knowing his death was imminent,

called his children in...

and addressed them without witness.

Be sure not to sell what is ours, he said.

There is a treasure hidden within.

Jacques' childhood was his treasure

and a source of inspiration for his films.

Now then...

let me write.

He was writing about his memories and he talked about them a tot.

Anecdotes came back,

forgotten names

and suddenly remembered details.

He spoke of the little kitchen,

the focus of family life.

And above all of his mother,

who was the life and soul of it.

Do you remember our last date?

He liked remembering Sunday outings,

when time passed slowly.

He had known what he called "a happy childhood".

Jacques recalled the arrival of a country cousin

that a Brazilian industrialist had turned into an upmarket tart.

Wait here.

Hey, good-looking, is this Raymond's garage?

Raymond's my father. What do you want?

You don't know me,

but I'm your aunt from Rio.

Papa!

Someone to see you, Boss.

That's him.

Oh, it's you.

You look terrific.

Come and meet the wife.

It's that cousin I told you about, who went off to Brazil.

Don't touch, it's organza.

At last I know the whole family.

I'll take you all to La Cigale tonight.

Come here, you.

You're invited too.

Now I can kiss you...

Oops! It's my lipstick.

Shall I sing you a song?

For God's sake, don't get up.

Go on, sing Papa.

You didn't miss our local wine?

Yes, I often think of "Gros Plant".

One day a producer said I ought to be in the movies.

So I did tests.

But "Gros Plan" means "Close-up"...

I thought he was offering white wine!

Let's drink to that!

Cheers!

Beautiful diamonds...

Yes. So extravagant...

I've been spoiled too.

You really shouldn't have...

Don't you criticise me...

No, I'm pleased with my present.

I adore casinos, particularly roulette...

I had a run of good luck. I just kept on winning.

That means presents for everyone... me too.

You came on your own?

I'm joining Bill Schuster in Munich.

He's the right sort.

First, I'd like to visit Grandpa's grave.

I wasn't here when he passed on.

I will wait for you

night and day

until your return...

I'm the one who laughs...

Who wants to please...

I'm Lola.

That's my name.

We gave you your Grandpa's name,

but for me you're my little Jacquot.

Seeing my name there when I was so young

gave me a sense of the fragility of our existence.

Ah, how lucky I am!

I saw a little old lady and grabbed her handbag.

I'm as slippery as an eel.

- Guignol...! - He's stolen a bag!

I saw a policeman...

so I've hidden it.

Here he comes!

Good day, Guignol.

Good day, Gnafron.

Good day, Brigadier.

I say, you wouldn't have seen

a suspicious individual?

A bag snatcher!

Did any of you children

see him around here?

He hid it under a bush!

Are you doing that for Reine?

It still smells of coffee in here.

What are you, a tortoise?

None of your business.

Can I keep this box?

Take it if you like.

I want to make a puppet theatre.

What I hear about Munich's not good.

I wonder about that cousin from Rio.

Off to see her Mr Schuster... Probably a spy.

Yet she seemed sweet and kind.

How could anything go well? Why go at all? And where?

Madame de Saint-Clair is here.

I feel like tapering it at the neck.

Mr Cavalet is home.

Will that do?

Almost...

I'll just give it one last comb...

You made a Negro policeman?

No, I didn't.

Why's he black then?

The potatoes go black.

I know...

I'll make the heads out of cardboard.

Come along, everyone!

Hurry up, please!

Next show in 15 minutes!

Snow White is pretty.

I liked the witch.

I knew you would.

Grumpy's always grumpy.

He didn't stop sneezing.

That was Sneezy, dopey!

You must see the film.

It's terrific and scary.

My father promised to take me if I get good marks.

I'm going again tomorrow.

Me too. I'm going on Sunday.