One Man and his Cow (La Vache)

He knows the streets by heart

All the small bars

All the dark corners

In his head

Joe's music

Is rumba

Rock with mambo

Joe the Cabbie

Oh, Macumba, Macumba She dances every night

For sailors... Who only want to drink

Oh, Macumba, Macumba She dances every night

With...

With dollars Oh, Macumba

I love this girl on stilettos

Who rocks

Who rocks

It touches my heart

Scary things

They take me to the end of the night

A FILM BY MOHAMED HAMIDI

-Fatah! -Yeah, yeah, coming!

ONE MAN AND HIS COW

Fatah!

Alright, alright.

Where's the red blanket from our wedding?

Which blanket?

I can't find it.

I don't know.

Who took it, then?

Leave me alone, Naïma, it's none of my business.

Are you the FBI now?

Don't listen to her, Jacqueline.

She's jealous.

How are you doing?

Did you sleep well?

It's warm today, huh?

Let's turn the AC on.

I'll take that off.

If Naïma sees it, she'll make a scene.

There.

See this, Jacqueline?

She's the champ.

Ah, she's beautiful.

Jacqueline, inchallah,

we're going to go to the Farmers' Show like her.

You look good today.

If we ever go to the Farmers' Show, you'll see,

they'll say: "Ladies and gentlemen! Ladies and gentlemen!

"Welcome the beautiful,

"cute, nice

"Jacqueline from Boulayoune."

Clap, clap, clap!

Everyone will be shouting, celebrating.

They'll give you kisses,

flowers, bananas.

But we have to go to the market today.

I know, you don't want to go to the market either.

But you know!

We have to earn our keep!

Hurry up.

You'll get the worst spot at the market again.

I always do, whether I hurry or not.

Affida!

Khadija!

Let's go, Jacqueline!

Hello, my daughter!

How are you?

Talk to her in French, like I taught you.

Hello, Jacqueline, nice to meet you.

My name is Khadija. What's your name?

Good job, Khadija.

Learning French is important.

"Nice to meet you!"

"Bon appétit, ladies and gentlemen," "where's the bathroom?"

"Bathroom is either occupied or not occupied."

Dad!

Will you sing your French song?

Alright.

Sing with me, OK?

Let's go, wife

I'm taking you to the country

We'll sleep at the cabin

We'll eat apples and bananas

Hop!

Can I ride Jacqueline?

No, you already rode her yesterday.

Go work.

Thanks for the milk, Fatah.

-You're welcome. -May God be with you.

Hamé Hamed, here's your son-in-law with his second wife.

Fatah, why don't you marry Jacqueline?

Maybe she'll give you a son!

Be quiet!

You do nothing all day.

Aren't you ashamed of talking like that, Makhtar?

We're just having fun.

The country is nice. It's the people who aren't kind.

Samir!

-Has the mailman been by yet? -Not yet.

I have the tape you wanted.

Here, brother.

Star 80, you found it!

François Feldman, Niagara, Aznavour!

They're all there, everyone you love.

You're a pro, Samir. Thanks, buddy!

No problem! Enjoy!

Who's that?

My friend in France.

-Can she see you? -Yes, down below.

Did she see me?

You stuck your face in the screen,

of course she saw you!

Too late. Talk to her.

-Hello, ma'am! -Hello!

How's France?

-I'm Charlie, too! -We all are.

Samir's like this!

He's a great guy!

You have to marry him.

That way, he'll get a passport and he bring all his cousins to France.

Stop that! You want her to hang up?

You want to marry her?

She looks like your grandmother with a brushing.

Leave me alone.

Take Jacqueline to the market!

Yes, Véronique. I don't know, he's crazy!

Huh? Yes, I love you too.

What's up, Al Pacino?

I'll send the birth certificate.

Mail! Mail!

Come get your letters!

-Messaoudi Mohamed? -Here.

-Ichou... Mohamed. -Here.

Nahar...

Mohamed.

You're Mohamed?

Are you all Mohameds here?

Bellabbes Fatah?

It's my son-in-law. I'll take it to him.

I can't.

But, it's my son-in-law.

It's an official letter from France.

I have to give it to him.

-Go get him. -Youssef!

Go get Fatah.

Tell him to leave Jacqueline, he has a date with the mailman!

Who's Jacqueline?

Fatah!

-Bellabbes Fatah? -Yes.

Sign here.

Read it.

-"Dear Mister Bellabbes..." -Yes, it's me.

"Like every year,

"you have applied to participate in the Farmers' Show..."

Yes.

"Touched by your perseverance and your motivation,

"the management team has decided to invite you

"and your cow Jacqueline..."

Ah!

"...to the International Cattle Show.

"Enclosed is your official invitation

"and the document for your visa application."

Signed by the department

of the Paris Farmers' Show.

Thanks, everyone!

Drinks on me!

"As we do not have the means to invite the participants,

"we inform you that the travel expenses

"will be yours to bear."

Hello.

He can't be serious. He's an artist.

Why would we help him?

Everyone gets a shot here, in Boulayoune.

Mohamed, when your son needed money,

we helped him, right?

Yes.

And you, Mohamed,

we helped you with your well.

Mokhtar...

-What do you think? -I...

I think...

we should help him.

What if he doesn't come back?

I know my son-in-law.

He'll come back. If not, I'll pay you back.

Why do you want to go there with your cow?

The Farmers' Show

is the Mecca of the peasants.

I've always dreamed of going there.

If you help me,

it'd give me great joy.

Who's for the village helping him?

How will we pay the village back?

I've been working on the farm since I was 14

and we've never had any money.

Naïma, please trust me.

Call my brother in Marseille.

-He'll go to Paris with you. -Hassan?

Never!

He's a thief and a liar. He insulted me.