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Amelie
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On September 3rd 1973 |
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a bluebottle fly capable |
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landed on Rue St Vincent, Montmartre. |
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At the same moment, |
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the wind magically made two glasses |
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Meanwhile, in a 5th-floor flat, |
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returning from his best friend's funeral, |
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from his address book. |
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At the same moment, |
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belonging to Raphaël Poulain, |
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made a dash for an egg in his wife Amandine. |
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Nine months later, |
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Amélie Poulain was born. |
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[The Fabulous Life Of Amélie Poulain] |
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Her father, an ex-army doctor, |
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works at a spa in Enghien-Les-Bains. |
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[TIGHT LIPS = HARD HEART] |
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Raphaël Poulain dislikes: |
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Peeing next to someone else. He also dislikes: |
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Catching scornful glances at his sandals. |
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Clingy wet swimming trunks. |
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Raphaël Poulain likes: |
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Peeling off large strips of wallpaper. |
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Lining up all his shoes and polishing them. |
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Emptying his tool box, |
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cleaning it out, |
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and putting everything back. |
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Amélie's mother, Amandine, |
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has always had shaky nerves. |
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[FACIAL TWITCH = WEAK NERVES] |
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Amandine Poulain dislikes: |
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When someone she doesn't like |
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brushes against her hand. |
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Pillow marks on her cheek in the morning. |
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Amandine Poulain likes: |
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Polishing the parquet with slippers. |
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Emptying her handbag, |
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cleaning it out, |
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and putting everything back. |
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Amélie is six. |
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Like all little girls, |
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But he never touches her, |
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The thrill of this rare contact |
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makes her heart beat like a drum. |
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As a result, |
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he thinks she has a heart defect. |
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Declared unfit for school, |
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Amélie is taught by her mother. |
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Four... |
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hens... |
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brood... |
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here... |
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henceforth. |
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Four hens brood... |
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Very good. |
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...hens fourth! |
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Deprived of playmates, |
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tossed about |
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Amélie retreats into her imagination. |
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In this world, LPs are made like pancakes. |
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The neighbour's comatose wife |
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has chosen to get all her life's sleep in one go. |
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After this, I can stay awake day and night. |
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Amélie has one friend, Blubber. |
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Alas, the home environment |
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Blubber's suicide attempts |
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A decision is made. |
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Enough! |
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To comfort Amélie, her mother |
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Little girl! Look what you did! |
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A neighbour fools her into thinking |
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Because she'd been taking pictures |
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She stares at the TV, racked by the guilt |
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of causing a huge fire, |
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two derailments |
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and a jumbo jet crash. |
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A few days later, |
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realising she'd been had, |
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Amélie gets her revenge. |
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What...? |
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One day tragedy strikes. |
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Amandine takes Amélie to Notre Dame |
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Three minutes later, heaven sends, |
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alas, not a baby boy, but Marguerite, |
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bent on ending her life. |
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Amandine Poulain is killed instantly. |
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After her mother's death, |
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His unsociable tendencies increase. |
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He's obsessed with building a miniature shrine |
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to house his wife's ashes. |
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Days, months and years go by. |
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In such a dead world, |
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Amélie prefers to dream |
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Five years later, |
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at The Two Windmills. |
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It is August 29th. |
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In 48 hours, her life will change for ever. |
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But she doesn't know it yet. |
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She lives quietly among her colleagues |
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That's Suzanne, the owner. |
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She limps a little but she's never spilt a drink. |
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When she was younger, she was a circus rider. |
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She likes athletes who cry with disappointment. |
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She dislikes seeing men humiliated |
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Georgette is the tobacconist. |
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Migraines one day, sciatica the next. |
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"fruit of thy womb". |
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Gina works with Amélie. |
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She likes cracking bones. |
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She's bringing a kir to Hipolito, a failed writer. |
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He likes seeing bullfighters gored on TV. |
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Scowling at them is Joseph, |
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He's always jealously spying on her. |
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All he likes |
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is popping bubble wrap. |
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And here's Philomène, an air hostess. |
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Amélie looks after her cat Rodrigue |
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the sound of the cat's bowl on the tiles. |
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Rodrigue likes overhearing children's stories. |
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No, thanks, ma'am. I never work on Sundays. |
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At weekends, Amélie often takes a train |
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- Why don't you use your retirement to...? |
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Travel. You've never been away. |
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When we were young, |
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But we couldn't. |
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- Because of your heart. |
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So now... |
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Now... |
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Some Friday evenings, |
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I like turning round |
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I like noticing details |
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But I hate it in old American movies |
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Amélie doesn't have a boyfriend. |
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She tried once or twice, |
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Instead, she cultivates a taste |
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Plunging her hand deep into a sack of grain. |
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Cracking crème brûlée |
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with a teaspoon. |
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And skimming stones on the Canal St Martin. |
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They call him the Glass Man. |
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He was born with bones as brittle as crystal. |
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All his furniture is padded. |
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A handshake would be enough |
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He's stayed indoors for 20 years. |
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Time has changed nothing. |
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Amélie still takes refuge in solitude. |
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She amuses herself with silly questions |
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such as: "How many couples |
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Fifteen. |
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Finally, on the night of August 30th 1997. |
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comes the event |
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Lady Di, Princess of Wales, |
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with her companion Dodi Al Fayed... |
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Only the first man |
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would understand how she felt |
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on finding this treasure |
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hidden by a little boy 40 years ago. |
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On August 31st at 4am, |
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Amélie has a dazzling idea. |
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Wherever he was, |
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and give him back his treasure. |
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If he was touched, |
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If not, too bad. |
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The girl from the 5th floor! |
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Would you know of a boy |
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A boy? Come and have a glass of port. |
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- No, thanks. |
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Boys? I've known so many. |
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They're cute until they discover |
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I've known so many boys. |
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- When did you come here? |
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You'll have heard the story. |
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No, I don't think so. |
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I'm amazed. Sit down. |
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My husband worked for Ladybird Insurance. |
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It's no secret that he slept with his secretary. |
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They used every hotel around. |
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Not the grotty ones, either. |
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The bimbo liked spreading her legs, |
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but only on satin. |
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So my husband swiped from the till. |
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A little at first, then 50 million. |
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Off they flew to South America. |
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Drink up. |
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On January 20th 1970, |
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my doorbell rang. |
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"Your husband's been killed |
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My life stopped there. |
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And Black Lion died of heartbreak. |
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Poor creature. |
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See how lovingly |
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he still stares at his master? |
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One day |
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I'll read you his letters. |
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No, don't go! |
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You can spare five minutes. |
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He wrote this |
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from the barracks. |
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"Darling Mado." That's me. |
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I'm called Madeleine. |
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"I can't sleep, can't eat, |
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knowing that my only reason to live |
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I won't see her until a fortnight on Friday, |
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when my sweet little weasel |
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in her strappy blue dress." |
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In brackets: "The one you think |
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Has anyone ever written to you like that? |
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No. I'm nobody's little weasel. |
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My name's Madeleine Wells. |
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Madeleine, like Mary Magdalene. |
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She wept, right? And Wells as in water. |
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Talk about being born to cry! |
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About your question... |
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Ask Collignon, the grocer. |
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Hello, Amélie-mellow! |
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A fig and three hazelnuts, as usual? |
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Who lived in my flat in the '50s? |
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- What was their name? |
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In 1950, I was two. |
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The "cretin" is Lucien. |
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He's no genius, but Amélie likes him. |
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he handles each endive like a precious object |
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to be treated with care. |
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his love of good work. |
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Look at him! |
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Like he's nursing a baby bird |
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Don't ask him for currants! |
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You'd be here till Monday! |
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Get moving, spastic! |
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She hasn't got all day. |
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Here. |
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Go and see my mother. |
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Elephant Mum! |
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Thank you. |
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Bredoteau. |
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Sorry? |
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It's the name you're after. |
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But if it's me that says so, |
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Ignore him. He's senile. |
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See what he's done to my laurel? |
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His old job was punching métro tickets. |
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For three months now, |
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- in my laurels! |
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- We all need a way to relax. |
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- You do? |
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- I file everything. |
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Your son's nearly 50 |
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You were still squeezing his toothpaste at 15, |
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Right. Camus... |
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2nd floor on the right. Brossard... |
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Got it! |
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Bredoteau, 5th floor on the right. |
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They were from the Pas de Calais. |
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Bredoteau. What more can I say? |
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Groping under the photo booth |
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When Amélie lacked playmates, |
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Five miles apart, one dreamed |
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to spend all their time with. |
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Hi, Dad. |
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A new friend? |
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No, I've had him for years. |
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Your mother hated him, |
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There. Let's reconcile them. |
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There. Not bad, eh? |
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Dad, if you found a precious relic |
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how would it make you feel? |
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I didn't have this gnome when I was a child. |
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He was a retirement gift from my old regiment. |
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No, I mean something you hid |
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I should varnish him before autumn. |
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I'll make some tea. Do you want some? |
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Breathe in. Hold still. |
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Better now? |
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Shut the door! |
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There's a howling gale. |
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It's hardly Siberia. |
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I can see you're not allergic |
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to car fumes. |
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Coughed up a pleura? Sure. |
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- What's on the menu today, Suzanne? |
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They'll have you on your knees, you'll see. |
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They're good, then? |
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- Depends where. |
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Not good! |
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12:15, laughs orgasmically |
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He's going to drive me berserk! |
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Can't he give up? |
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Goodbye. |
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Suzanne. |
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- Suzanne. |
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"Au gratin" means white sauce, right? |
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Yes, why? |
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I can't stomach it. Like you and horse meat. |
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It's not my stomach, it's my memory. |
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I'd rather cook human flesh. |
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You're kidding! |
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Suzanne, would you mind if I left early today? |
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What's his name? |
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Dominique Bredoteau. |
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Hello. |
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Are you Dominique Bredoteau? |
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That's me. |
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Why? |
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It's about... |
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...the petition. |
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Petition? |
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Yes. The petition to... |
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...to canonise Lady Di. |
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No, thanks. |
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No. |
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Ladies and gentlemen, sorry to bother you... |
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- Yes? |
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I'm looking for Dominique Bredoteau |
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Come up. Third floor. |
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Hello, kitten. |
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Earl Grey? |
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Jasmine? |
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What will you have? |
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I'm working. |
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There. I'm coming. |
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Do you know where I can find |
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Oh, my poor dear! |
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You just missed him. |
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Look, there he goes now. |
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Bre-to-deau. |
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Not Bre-do-teau. |
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You need |
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a glass of mulled wine. |
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Come in. |
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Come on in. |
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I've lived here for five years. |
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I never go out on the landing. |
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I'm fussy about who I meet. |
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They're all creeps anyway. |
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Come in. Here. |
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Come in. |
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They call me the Glass Man, |
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but my name is Raymond Dufayel. |
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- Amélie Poulain. I'm a waitress at... |
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And you've come back empty-handed |
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Because it's not "do", it's "to". |
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- Like "Toto". |
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I love that painting. |
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It's the Luncheon Of The Boating Party. |
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By Renoir. |
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I've painted one each year for twenty years. |
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The hardest part is the looks. |
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I sometimes feel they deliberately change |
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They look quite happy there. |
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They should be. |
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This year they had hare with morels. |
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And waffles with jam for the children. |
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Now, what have I done |
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Ah, you've noticed my video camera |
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It's a gift from my sister-in-law. |
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I put it there |
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so I don't need to wind up my clocks. |
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After all these years, |
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the only person I still can't capture |
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is the girl with the glass of water. |
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She's in the middle, |
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yet she's on the outside. |
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Maybe she's just different from the others. |
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In what way? |
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I don't know. |
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When she was little, she can't |
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Maybe never. |
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Here. |
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Dominique Bretodeau, 27 Rue Mouffetard. |
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It's for you. |
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Every Tuesday morning, |
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He usually roasts it |
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After carving the legs, |
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he loves picking the hot carcass |
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starting with the oysters. |
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But not today. Bretodeau won't buy a chicken. |
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He'll go no further |
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than this phone booth here. |
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In a flash, it all came back to him. |
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Federico Bahamontes |
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Aunt Josette's slips. |
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And most of all, that tragic day. |
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That tragic day |
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Bretodeau! |
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Bretodeau! |
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The pinch, Bretodeau! |
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Do you understand, Bretodeau? |
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Cognac, please. |
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It's amazing, what just happened to me. |
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It must be my guardian angel. |
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It was as if the phone booth was calling me. |
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It rang and rang. |
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Same here. The microwave's calling me. |
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I'll have another cognac. |
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Life's strange. |
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To a kid, time always drags. |
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All that's left of your childhood |
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fits in a little box, |
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a little rusty box. |
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Have you got kids, miss? |
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I have a daughter. |
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We haven't spoken for years. |
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I heard she had a child, a boy. |
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His name is Lucas. |
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I think it's time I looked them up |
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Don't you think? |
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Amélie suddenly has a strange feeling |
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It's a perfect moment. Soft light, |
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She breathes deeply. |
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A surge of love, |
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Let me help you. Step down. |
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Off we go! |
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She's worn his coat since the day he died. |
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The horse's head on the butcher's |
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That's the florist laughing. He has crinkly eyes. |
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In the bakery window there are lollipops! |
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Mmm. Smell that. |
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They're giving out melon slices. |
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Sugarplum ice cream! |
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We're passing the pork butcher. |
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Ham, 79 francs. Spareribs, 45! |
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Now the cheese shop. |
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At the butcher's a baby's watching a dog |
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Now we're at the newspaper kiosk |
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I'll leave you here. Bye. |
| 00:36:52 |
"She can't relate to other people." |
| 00:36:57 |
"She was always a lonely child." |
| 00:37:02 |
On a sparkling evening in July, |
| 00:37:05 |
while on the beaches holidaymakers |
| 00:37:08 |
relax in the new-found sun, |
| 00:37:11 |
and in Paris the sweltering crowds |
| 00:37:14 |
gaze at the first bursts |
| 00:37:16 |
of the traditional fireworks, |
| 00:37:19 |
godmother of outcasts, |
| 00:37:23 |
Madonna of the unloved, |
| 00:37:25 |
finally succumbs to exhaustion. |
| 00:37:27 |
In Paris' grief-stricken streets, |
| 00:37:32 |
a vast throng of mourners |
| 00:37:35 |
line her funeral route in silence |
| 00:37:38 |
with the measureless sorrow |
| 00:37:44 |
What a strange destiny for one |
| 00:37:46 |
who gave her all, |
| 00:37:47 |
yet took such joy in life's simple pleasures. |
| 00:37:53 |
Like Don Quixote, she pitted herself |
| 00:37:57 |
against the grinding windmill |
| 00:38:12 |
It was a losing battle |
| 00:38:14 |
that claimed her life too soon. |
| 00:38:16 |
At barely 23, Amélie Poulain |
| 00:38:19 |
let her young, tired body merge |
| 00:38:22 |
with the ebb and flow of universal woe. |
| 00:38:26 |
As she went, she felt a stab of regret |
| 00:38:32 |
without trying to give his stifled life |
| 00:38:36 |
the breath of air she had given |
| 00:38:40 |
to so many others. |
| 00:40:58 |
Wait! |
| 00:41:05 |
Wait! |
| 00:41:09 |
Wait... |
| 00:41:12 |
Wait, wait! |
| 00:41:59 |
Pages full of dud ID photos |
| 00:42:05 |
carefully reassembled by some oddball. |
| 00:42:09 |
Some family album! |
| 00:42:16 |
A pack of Gauloises. |
| 00:42:17 |
Just a second. It's so smoky in here. |
| 00:42:21 |
- I can't see a thing. |
| 00:42:24 |
- There? |
| 00:42:29 |
Thank you. You need change. |
| 00:42:31 |
Forget it. |
| 00:42:33 |
- Yes? |
| 00:42:35 |
A mauresque for the young man. |
| 00:42:38 |
One kir aligoté, one mauresque, |
| 00:42:42 |
Was that prenuptial or post-coital smooching? |
| 00:42:45 |
Is your bullshit congenital? |
| 00:42:49 |
- Prenuptial. |
| 00:42:51 |
You'll find Mr. Right one day. |
| 00:42:54 |
All women want to sleep on a man's shoulder. |
| 00:42:58 |
All men snore after a few drinks, |
| 00:43:02 |
I had an operation on my nasal cavities. |
| 00:43:06 |
I see you're a born romantic. |
| 00:43:10 |
I see you've never known true love. |
| 00:43:14 |
I did. It shortened my leg. |
| 00:43:18 |
- I thought you fell off a horse. |
| 00:43:23 |
I was in love with a trapeze artist. |
| 00:43:25 |
I should have known. |
| 00:43:29 |
He dropped me just before my act. |
| 00:43:34 |
It floored me. And the horse. |
| 00:43:37 |
With me under it. |
| 00:43:42 |
The mauresque? |
| 00:43:45 |
Still, true love does exist. |
| 00:43:48 |
I'm not saying it doesn't. |
| 00:43:52 |
I'm an expert. I can even give you the recipe. |
| 00:43:58 |
Take two regulars. |
| 00:44:00 |
Let each think the other fancies them. |
| 00:44:04 |
It never fails. |
| 00:44:15 |
Excuse me! |
| 00:44:16 |
Excuse me. |
| 00:44:18 |
- I've had enough. |
| 00:44:23 |
Haven't you hurt enough people? |
| 00:44:29 |
Gina can defend herself. |
| 00:44:31 |
I don't mean Gina. I mean Georgette. |
| 00:44:37 |
Georgette? |
| 00:44:38 |
Open your eyes! She craves your attention |
| 00:44:41 |
but you only have eyes for Gina. |
| 00:44:45 |
Poor girl! The things she does |
| 00:44:49 |
to catch your eye! |
| 00:44:53 |
You really must be blind. |
| 00:45:04 |
I'm off on a date. Bye! |
| 00:45:06 |
Goodbye. |
| 00:45:11 |
Whoever her new one is, |
| 00:45:13 |
he can't be worse |
| 00:45:18 |
Joseph's not so nutty. |
| 00:45:21 |
He's just in pain. |
| 00:45:23 |
Come off it, Amélie. |
| 00:45:26 |
To keep on coming here every day, |
| 00:45:29 |
Don't say you haven't noticed. |
| 00:45:34 |
Noticed what? |
| 00:45:35 |
He always sits here, right? |
| 00:45:38 |
Yes. |
| 00:45:40 |
Sit down. |
| 00:45:42 |
Sit down, Georgette. |
| 00:45:46 |
- What can you see? |
| 00:45:50 |
And nothing's missing? |
| 00:45:52 |
No. |
| 00:45:54 |
Make an effort. |
| 00:46:03 |
I don't get it! |
| 00:46:05 |
I'll leave you to think about it. Good night. |
| 00:46:25 |
Good morning. |
| 00:46:28 |
Letter Arrives 30 Years Late. |
| 00:46:31 |
A mailbag found by climbers |
| 00:46:38 |
lost in a plane crash in the late 1960s. |
| 00:46:43 |
So sad! A young, pretty princess for once. |
| 00:46:46 |
Would it be less sad if she were old and ugly? |
| 00:46:49 |
Of course. Look at Mother Teresa. |
| 00:46:53 |
Is he still chasing Gina? |
| 00:46:55 |
No, he's after somebody else now. |
| 00:46:58 |
- Anyone I know? |
| 00:47:02 |
Funny about this glacier. |
| 00:47:04 |
Somebody at The Two Windmills? |
| 00:47:07 |
Not you, surely! |
| 00:47:10 |
No. |
| 00:47:12 |
Not Suzanne. |
| 00:47:15 |
Surely not! |
| 00:47:17 |
Yes. |
| 00:47:22 |
- Look. There he is again. |
| 00:47:26 |
- And here. |
| 00:47:29 |
"Gare de Lyon." |
| 00:47:33 |
And here. |
| 00:47:34 |
"March 5th, Austerlitz." |
| 00:47:35 |
Always the same blank expression. |
| 00:47:40 |
Twelve times. |
| 00:47:42 |
I counted. |
| 00:47:45 |
It's very odd. |
| 00:47:46 |
Why keep taking your picture all over town |
| 00:47:51 |
Good ones, too. |
| 00:47:54 |
It's like a sort of ritual. |
| 00:47:57 |
Maybe he's so terrified |
| 00:47:59 |
of growing old, it's his only consolation. |
| 00:48:05 |
He's dead. |
| 00:48:07 |
Dead? |
| 00:48:08 |
Yes. He's scared of being forgotten. |
| 00:48:11 |
So he uses the photo booths |
| 00:48:15 |
Like faxing his portrait from the afterlife. |
| 00:48:20 |
A dead man who's scared of being forgotten. |
| 00:48:24 |
At least these guys here have made it. |
| 00:48:27 |
They're long dead, |
| 00:48:29 |
but they'll never be forgotten. |
| 00:48:36 |
- The girl with the glass... |
| 00:48:38 |
Maybe she's distracted |
| 00:48:42 |
Somebody in the picture? |
| 00:48:45 |
No. |
| 00:48:46 |
More likely a boy she saw somewhere, |
| 00:48:49 |
and felt an affinity with. |
| 00:48:52 |
You mean, she'd rather imagine herself |
| 00:48:59 |
than build relationships with those around her? |
| 00:49:06 |
No. |
| 00:49:07 |
Maybe she tries hard |
| 00:49:11 |
What about her? |
| 00:49:13 |
And her own messy life? |
| 00:49:18 |
Who'll fix that? |
| 00:49:21 |
It's better to help people than a garden gnome. |
| 00:50:37 |
The driver had 2.8g of alcohol in his blood! |
| 00:50:42 |
Makes me sick! |
| 00:50:43 |
Talk about employing irresponsible morons! |
| 00:50:46 |
Mr. Collignon. |
| 00:50:48 |
- You forgot your keys... |
| 00:50:52 |
Model yourself on Lucien. |
| 00:50:54 |
No radar will ever catch him |
| 00:50:58 |
You shouldn't do that, Mr. Collignon. |
| 00:51:01 |
It's not his fault. |
| 00:51:03 |
True, Mrs. Cauchoix! |
| 00:51:04 |
It's not his fault he can't sleep. It's Lady Di's. |
| 00:51:10 |
Guess what I found in the truck. |
| 00:51:14 |
He'd pasted Lady Di's face over the model's. |
| 00:51:20 |
What today? Five asparagus, |
| 00:51:23 |
or more local history? |
| 00:51:25 |
Nothing. |
| 00:51:36 |
[KEYS CUT WHILE YOU WAIT] |
| 00:51:49 |
Thank you. |
| 00:51:52 |
The migraine seems to be better. |
| 00:51:54 |
Yes, but my sciatica kept me awake all night. |
| 00:51:58 |
- It's ages since I saw you looking so good. |
| 00:52:02 |
A woman without love |
| 00:52:13 |
Strange weather today. |
| 00:52:15 |
What's so funny? |
| 00:52:17 |
Everyone who's come in today |
| 00:52:20 |
We pass the time of day |
| 00:52:23 |
We do it to keep us from talking crap. |
| 00:52:26 |
I write crap but nobody wants to publish it. |
| 00:52:29 |
- Another rejection? |
| 00:52:31 |
Isn't your cousin a book critic? |
| 00:52:34 |
Forget it! Critics are like leeches |
| 00:52:37 |
sucking the blood of writers. |
| 00:52:40 |
Is your book a love story? |
| 00:52:44 |
No, it's about a guy who keeps a journal. |
| 00:52:47 |
Not about what's happened to him, |
| 00:52:49 |
but disasters that might happen in the future. |
| 00:52:52 |
- So he gets depressed and does nothing. |
| 00:52:59 |
Suzanne, |
| 00:53:00 |
I'll dedicate the manuscript to you. |
| 00:53:02 |
He's only doing it so you'll write off his tab! |
| 00:53:06 |
His scribbles for my nibbles. |
| 00:53:15 |
What took you so long? |
| 00:53:19 |
Look at the time! |
| 00:53:22 |
Somebody peed in his mother! |
| 00:54:15 |
[Foot cream] |
| 00:55:25 |
Without you, today's emotions |
| 00:55:30 |
"Without you, |
| 00:55:33 |
of yesterday's." |
| 00:55:36 |
Sorry? |
| 00:55:37 |
Without you, today's emotions |
| 00:55:42 |
Tickets, please. |
| 00:55:48 |
How's work? |
| 00:55:51 |
- You've already asked me that. |
| 00:55:57 |
You're keeping well? |
| 00:55:59 |
Pretty much. |
| 00:56:02 |
I feel a change. |
| 00:56:08 |
I had two heart attacks |
| 00:56:11 |
because I did crack while I was pregnant. |
| 00:56:15 |
Other than that, I'm fine. |
| 00:56:16 |
Good. |
| 00:56:18 |
Good. |
| 00:56:22 |
Is something wrong? |
| 00:56:27 |
No, nothing. |
| 00:56:29 |
Your garden gnome's gone. |
| 00:56:33 |
Is he back in the tool shed? |
| 00:56:48 |
Moscow. |
| 00:56:49 |
There. |
| 00:56:53 |
No explanation. |
| 00:56:55 |
Maybe he just wanted to see the world. |
| 00:57:01 |
I can't understand it. |
| 00:57:04 |
I can't understand it. |
| 00:57:21 |
[LOST... BAG... PHOTOS] |
| 00:57:28 |
Any normal girl |
| 00:57:31 |
meet him at a café to return the album. |
| 00:57:33 |
Then she would know if her dream was viable. |
| 00:57:37 |
It's called a reality check, |
| 00:57:47 |
I say! |
| 00:57:48 |
She's not falling in love, is she? |
| 00:59:17 |
...and 30 makes 50. |
| 00:59:20 |
Yes, ladies? |
| 00:59:22 |
- A pound of leeks. |
| 00:59:24 |
OK. |
| 00:59:27 |
- Where's the boss? |
| 00:59:31 |
What? |
| 00:59:32 |
He's sleeping in the cauliflowers. |
| 00:59:35 |
Oh, right. |
| 00:59:43 |
You want me... want what? |
| 00:59:44 |
A scratch card, please. |
| 00:59:55 |
How does it work? |
| 00:59:59 |
Tell you what. |
| 01:00:01 |
I'll take one too, and we'll do this together. |
| 01:00:07 |
You scratch it here... |
| 01:00:11 |
...sideways. |
| 01:00:22 |
Nothing. You? |
| 01:00:23 |
No, me neither. |
| 01:00:29 |
Unlucky at cards... |
| 01:00:33 |
So they say! |
| 01:00:37 |
I have to get back. |
| 01:00:39 |
OK. See you. |
| 01:00:50 |
Porno Video Palace. |
| 01:00:52 |
I'm calling about the ad. |
| 01:00:54 |
- Are you over 18? |
| 01:00:57 |
- Shaved? |
| 01:01:00 |
Are you shaved? Fur pie doesn't sell. |
| 01:01:23 |
How's life, Mrs. Wells? |
| 01:01:25 |
When you've nothing to live for... |
| 01:01:27 |
- Don't say that. Life's great! |
| 01:01:47 |
Hello, Mr. Dufayel. |
| 01:01:49 |
Hello, Lucien. |
| 01:01:50 |
Here's your order, Mr. Dufayel. |
| 01:01:54 |
I doubt it. I hate artichokes. |
| 01:01:58 |
You shouldn't. |
| 01:01:59 |
Watch this. |
| 01:02:07 |
Take it. |
| 01:02:12 |
That's better. |
| 01:02:26 |
Lucien, you're a wizard! |
| 01:02:28 |
All courtesy of Mr. Collignon. |
| 01:02:34 |
Mr. Collignon? Lucien... |
| 01:02:37 |
Sorry, Mr. Dufayel. It just slipped out. |
| 01:02:40 |
Practice, Lucien! |
| 01:02:42 |
Practice! |
| 01:02:44 |
Repeat after me. |
| 01:02:46 |
Collignon, down the john. |
| 01:02:50 |
- Col... Collignon, down the john. |
| 01:02:53 |
Your turn now. Go on. Collignon... |
| 01:02:59 |
Collignon, big moron! |
| 01:03:01 |
See? You can do it when you want to! |
| 01:03:04 |
Collignon, dead and gone! |
| 01:03:06 |
Very good! |
| 01:03:09 |
Collignon... |
| 01:03:10 |
- Collignon, big moron, down the john! |
| 01:03:22 |
OK! That's enough for today. |
| 01:03:24 |
Enough! Enough! |
| 01:03:26 |
Lucien, stop! |
| 01:03:29 |
Very good. |
| 01:03:32 |
Mr. Dufayel, I found this under your mat. |
| 01:04:53 |
Still no win! |
| 01:04:55 |
Me neither. |
| 01:05:00 |
May I? |
| 01:05:02 |
There's a little... |
| 01:05:10 |
You're gorgeous |
| 01:05:12 |
when you blush. |
| 01:05:14 |
Like a wild flower. |
| 01:05:17 |
It's my dyspepsia. |
| 01:05:22 |
Morning, all. |
| 01:05:24 |
Beautiful day. |
| 01:05:45 |
Pack of Gitanes, please. |
| 01:05:47 |
Bravo! Vive la France! You scalded me. |
| 01:05:50 |
Bravo! Ten out of ten! Bull's-eye! |
| 01:05:59 |
It was Amélie. She... |
| 01:06:35 |
Do you know what happened |
| 01:06:39 |
The silicon in her face froze up. |
| 01:06:42 |
Her face was a festering mass! |
| 01:07:12 |
Mulled wine and ginger biscuits. |
| 01:07:17 |
Thank you. |
| 01:07:19 |
I was too hard the other day |
| 01:07:23 |
Tell me about that boy she saw. |
| 01:07:28 |
No. |
| 01:07:31 |
They're into different things. |
| 01:07:33 |
Luck is like the Tour de France. |
| 01:07:36 |
You wait, and it flashes past you. |
| 01:07:40 |
You have to catch it while you can. |
| 01:08:08 |
Can I help you? |
| 01:08:10 |
Excuse me. |
| 01:08:13 |
Nino will be so pleased! |
| 01:08:18 |
I almost prayed to St Anthony. |
| 01:08:21 |
Is... Nino there? |
| 01:08:23 |
No. On Wednesdays he works at the funfair. |
| 01:08:28 |
How long has he had this collection? |
| 01:08:31 |
Since I got him the job here, last year. |
| 01:08:35 |
Before, he collected footprints. |
| 01:08:39 |
In the daytime |
| 01:08:45 |
He's a funny guy. |
| 01:08:48 |
When we met, he was a Santa Claus. |
| 01:08:53 |
Other things like... |
| 01:08:55 |
Whenever he heard a funny laugh, he'd tape it. |
| 01:09:03 |
Really? |
| 01:09:06 |
Must be hard for his girlfriend. |
| 01:09:08 |
He never keeps them long. |
| 01:09:11 |
Times are hard for dreamers. |
| 01:09:14 |
Eva! Where are those coffees? |
| 01:09:16 |
I'd better go. Thanks for the album. |
| 01:09:19 |
It's OK. I've got time to take it to the funfair. |
| 01:09:23 |
Suit yourself. The ghost train. |
| 01:09:51 |
I'm looking for Nino. Is he here? |
| 01:09:54 |
He doesn't get off till seven. |
| 01:09:57 |
- Is there no way to see him before? |
| 01:10:01 |
20 francs. |
| 01:11:13 |
See you next Wednesday. |
| 01:11:27 |
5pm tomorrow, Montmartre carousel |
| 01:11:49 |
Want to know about her? |
| 01:11:54 |
- You know her? You saw her? |
| 01:11:57 |
She put us in her shirt pocket. |
| 01:12:00 |
Next to her breast. |
| 01:12:02 |
Is she pretty? |
| 01:12:04 |
Not bad. |
| 01:12:07 |
- Beautiful. |
| 01:12:09 |
- Beautiful. |
| 01:12:10 |
- What does she want from you? |
| 01:12:14 |
She wants a reward for the album. |
| 01:12:17 |
Or she collects photos, too. |
| 01:12:19 |
She wants to trade us |
| 01:12:28 |
No, you dope! |
| 01:12:31 |
She's in love. |
| 01:12:33 |
- I don't even know her. |
| 01:12:36 |
Since when? |
| 01:12:38 |
You've always known her. |
| 01:12:39 |
In your dreams. |
| 01:12:54 |
Hello? |
| 01:12:55 |
Yes. You! Man with the plastic bag! It's for you. |
| 01:13:01 |
- Me? |
| 01:13:06 |
Thank you. |
| 01:13:09 |
Hello? |
| 01:13:10 |
Follow the blue arrows, Mr. Quincampoix. |
| 01:14:38 |
When the finger's pointing to the sky, |
| 01:15:55 |
Hello? |
| 01:15:57 |
I know the stranger in the pictures. |
| 01:15:59 |
He's a ghost. He's invisible, Mr. Quincampoix. |
| 01:16:03 |
He only appears when the film is developed. |
| 01:16:07 |
When a girl has her photo taken, |
| 01:16:10 |
he goes "Oooh!" in her ear, |
| 01:16:16 |
That's how he got caught, Mr. Quincampoix. |
| 01:16:23 |
Who are you? |
| 01:16:24 |
Page 51. |
| 01:16:34 |
[DO YOU |
| 01:16:36 |
WANT |
| 01:16:37 |
TO MEET ME?] |
| 01:18:18 |
Listen to this. "A boy of six, |
| 01:18:21 |
while his parents sleep, drives off |
| 01:18:23 |
in a pedal car. |
| 01:18:25 |
Found on a motorway |
| 01:18:29 |
he told the police he wanted to see the stars." |
| 01:18:32 |
Isn't life beautiful, eh? |
| 01:18:36 |
Love. The only bug she hadn't caught! |
| 01:18:41 |
- Nobody's immune. |
| 01:18:44 |
Love's a great beautician. |
| 01:18:48 |
What's she like? Tall? Small? Blonde? Dark? |
| 01:18:54 |
Let's say... average height. |
| 01:18:57 |
Not a dwarf or a giraffe. Normal. |
| 01:19:02 |
Pretty, for her type. |
| 01:19:04 |
As for blonde or dark... |
| 01:19:08 |
...it's hard to say, but she wasn't a redhead. |
| 01:19:11 |
- Unless... |
| 01:19:14 |
I do remember she casually asked |
| 01:19:19 |
And? |
| 01:19:20 |
I said you weren't interested, right? |
| 01:19:24 |
You didn't! |
| 01:19:25 |
What do you care? You don't even know her. |
| 01:19:29 |
- Exactly. It's the mystery. |
| 01:19:33 |
A pound of nectarines, please. |
| 01:19:35 |
These ones here are the prettiest. |
| 01:19:38 |
Trust him. He's an artist! |
| 01:19:40 |
He's been going home every night |
| 01:19:43 |
What for? Is he stewing a pig? |
| 01:19:47 |
No, sir! He's studying art! |
| 01:19:49 |
He sells leeks all day long |
| 01:19:53 |
The boy's a useless vegetable. |
| 01:19:55 |
A good prompter |
| 01:19:56 |
in each cellar window |
| 01:20:00 |
would mean shy people had the last laugh. |
| 01:20:03 |
At least you'll never be a vegetable. |
| 01:20:05 |
Even artichokes |
| 01:20:07 |
have hearts. |
| 01:20:11 |
You'll never be a vegetable. |
| 01:20:56 |
Memory seven. |
| 01:21:16 |
Darling Mado, |
| 01:21:20 |
I'm an exile in a world of dreary khaki. |
| 01:21:23 |
I can't sleep, can't eat... |
| 01:21:26 |
This camp was the biggest mistake of my life, |
| 01:21:29 |
depriving me of my beloved |
| 01:21:32 |
I think of you endlessly. Your Adrien. |
| 01:21:37 |
I turned down my last month's wages |
| 01:21:43 |
I dream of better times ahead. |
| 01:21:46 |
An orange-coloured day. Remember, my love? |
| 01:21:50 |
Your ever-loving Adrien. |
| 01:21:54 |
Good news, darling Mado. |
| 01:21:56 |
Soon I'll be able to afford a car |
| 01:21:59 |
and drive home every night. |
| 01:22:02 |
Till then, meet me on Friday and we'll go out. |
| 01:24:53 |
[MOTHER] |
| 01:24:58 |
Psychiatric Helpline. |
| 01:25:02 |
Hello? Hello? |
| 01:25:32 |
[WHERE & WHEN?] |
| 01:25:45 |
One hour later at 11 Boulevard St Martin, |
| 01:25:47 |
Amélie walks into a party goods |
| 01:25:52 |
At the same time, |
| 01:25:58 |
26 minutes later, Amélie is at the photo booth |
| 01:26:06 |
Simultaneously, |
| 01:26:10 |
The time is exactly 11:40. |
| 01:26:59 |
At this precise moment, |
| 01:27:01 |
only Amélie has the key |
| 01:27:11 |
How's it going, Mrs. Wells? |
| 01:27:13 |
It's always better when it's not raining. |
| 01:27:16 |
- This is for you. |
| 01:27:28 |
Dear Mrs. Wells, |
| 01:27:32 |
that was lost in a plane crash |
| 01:27:34 |
on October 12th 1969 on Mont Blanc. |
| 01:27:38 |
We are forwarding the enclosed letter |
| 01:27:42 |
Please accept our apologies |
| 01:27:46 |
Jacques Grosjean, Customer Services. |
| 01:27:50 |
Darling Mado, I'm in exile. |
| 01:27:55 |
I think of you endlessly. |
| 01:27:57 |
I know I've made |
| 01:28:00 |
I turned down that woman's money. |
| 01:28:03 |
If all goes well, |
| 01:28:08 |
I dream of better times ahead |
| 01:28:11 |
when you'll forgive me and join me here |
| 01:28:15 |
one orange-coloured day. |
| 01:28:48 |
Mr. Dufayel, another package for you. |
| 01:29:00 |
Mr. Dufayel, do you know |
| 01:29:05 |
She got a letter. |
| 01:29:07 |
From her husband. 40 years late. |
| 01:29:13 |
That's a lot, isn't it, Mr. Dufayel? |
| 01:29:28 |
I'm not big on still life, Mr. Dufayel. |
| 01:29:31 |
Then work on your thin layer. |
| 01:29:35 |
Fat over thin. Always! |
| 01:29:56 |
- Mr. Dufayel... |
| 01:29:58 |
The papers said |
| 01:30:02 |
- So you're into stars now? |
| 01:30:11 |
I don't know if it's true. |
| 01:30:13 |
In America |
| 01:30:16 |
they're going to take all the rich people's ashes, |
| 01:30:19 |
put them in a satellite |
| 01:30:22 |
and shoot it into space. |
| 01:30:24 |
The satellite's going to shine for ever. |
| 01:30:31 |
And Lady Di... |
| 01:30:33 |
Will they do the same for her? |
| 01:30:35 |
Lady Di, Lady Di! |
| 01:30:36 |
Give it a rest! |
| 01:30:37 |
I can't concentrate. |
| 01:30:42 |
Lady Di! |
| 01:30:44 |
Lady Di! |
| 01:30:46 |
Renoir. |
| 01:32:29 |
Morning, sir. |
| 01:32:47 |
Cambodia. |
| 01:32:53 |
I don't understand. |
| 01:32:55 |
Brilliant! You couldn't have done better. |
| 01:32:59 |
- Did it work? |
| 01:33:02 |
Ask me again any time. The harm's done. |
| 01:33:05 |
- What do you mean? |
| 01:34:15 |
[The Two Windmills café from 4pm.] |
| 01:34:24 |
- Eva? |
| 01:34:26 |
Could you stand in for me at four? |
| 01:34:30 |
Again? |
| 01:34:35 |
Close the door! |
| 01:34:39 |
What's up with him? |
| 01:34:41 |
Is he sulking? |
| 01:34:42 |
- He thinks I smile too much. |
| 01:34:46 |
With other men, yes. |
| 01:34:52 |
Nino is late. Amélie can only think |
| 01:34:56 |
Firstly, that he didn't find the photo. |
| 01:35:00 |
Secondly, before he could assemble it, |
| 01:35:03 |
a gang of bank robbers took him hostage. |
| 01:35:07 |
The cops gave chase. |
| 01:35:09 |
They got away, |
| 01:35:11 |
but he caused a crash. |
| 01:35:14 |
When he came to, |
| 01:35:16 |
he'd lost his memory, |
| 01:35:19 |
An ex-con picked him up, |
| 01:35:21 |
mistook him for a fugitive, |
| 01:35:26 |
He met some Afghan raiders, |
| 01:35:29 |
who took him to steal |
| 01:35:36 |
But their truck hit a mine |
| 01:35:40 |
He survived, took to the hills, |
| 01:35:45 |
Amélie refuses to get upset for a guy |
| 01:35:48 |
who'll eat borscht all his life |
| 01:36:12 |
- What can I get you? |
| 01:36:15 |
A coffee. |
| 01:36:39 |
Here's your coffee. |
| 01:36:42 |
Thank you. |
| 01:37:07 |
[Today's menu] |
| 01:37:18 |
He's understood. |
| 01:37:20 |
He's going to put his teaspoon down, |
| 01:37:25 |
dip his finger in the sugar, |
| 01:37:33 |
turn around slowly, |
| 01:37:36 |
and speak to me. |
| 01:37:43 |
Excuse me. |
| 01:37:47 |
Is this you? |
| 01:37:55 |
Yes, it's you. |
| 01:38:17 |
I'll take that. |
| 01:38:21 |
Another coffee? |
| 01:38:23 |
- No, thanks. I'm fine. |
| 01:38:45 |
So it's this man here, |
| 01:38:51 |
Yes. |
| 01:38:55 |
Is she in love with him? |
| 01:39:00 |
Yes. |
| 01:39:03 |
I think it's time she took a real risk. |
| 01:39:07 |
She might just do that. |
| 01:39:11 |
She's fond of stratagems. |
| 01:39:17 |
Yes. |
| 01:39:20 |
In fact, she's cowardly. |
| 01:39:23 |
That's why I can't capture her look. |
| 01:39:28 |
Dufayel's attempts to meddle are intolerable! |
| 01:39:36 |
If Amélie chooses to live in a dream |
| 01:39:42 |
and remain an introverted young woman, |
| 01:39:47 |
she has an absolute right to mess up her life! |
| 01:40:26 |
What are you doing, Mr. Dufayel? |
| 01:40:30 |
Tell me, Lucien. |
| 01:40:32 |
For deliveries, |
| 01:40:50 |
One of your booths is out of order. |
| 01:40:56 |
It seems to be jammed. |
| 01:40:59 |
Gare de I'Est ticket hall. |
| 01:41:04 |
- Buy a video, get one free. |
| 01:41:14 |
Sam? |
| 01:41:16 |
Samantha? |
| 01:41:21 |
Samantha? |
| 01:41:27 |
Can you stand in for me at... |
| 01:41:51 |
Photo booth, Gare de I'Est ticket hall, |
| 01:41:55 |
[Can you stand in for me this afternoon?] |
| 01:43:09 |
Almost done. |
| 01:43:16 |
The mystery man wasn't a ghost |
| 01:43:20 |
but simply the repairman, |
| 01:43:22 |
a normal guy doing his job. |
| 01:43:27 |
Sorry. |
| 01:44:14 |
He keeps spying on me! |
| 01:44:17 |
4:05: Blatant female conspiracy. |
| 01:44:22 |
Gosh, you're tense, Georgette! |
| 01:44:26 |
Good luck. You'll need it. |
| 01:44:33 |
Excuse me. Did you put this in my pocket? |
| 01:44:38 |
- Yes, but I'm not the one... |
| 01:44:41 |
She's at her father's. |
| 01:44:43 |
It's awkward. I'd like to speak to you, but... |
| 01:44:48 |
- Can you come back? |
| 01:44:51 |
See you later. |
| 01:44:52 |
4:08: Docking scheduled. |
| 01:45:28 |
The blond guy in a camel coat. |
| 01:45:33 |
How come? |
| 01:45:35 |
He came back three times the same afternoon. |
| 01:45:39 |
1:12: |
| 01:45:40 |
Camel coat. |
| 01:45:42 |
2:50: |
| 01:45:43 |
Camel coat. |
| 01:45:45 |
- 4:17: Camel coat. |
| 01:45:48 |
My rash has come back! Look, Suzanne! |
| 01:45:51 |
My rash is back. He's driving me nuts. |
| 01:45:55 |
Lay off! |
| 01:45:57 |
If she had a clear conscience, |
| 01:46:02 |
I've had it. I'm going home. |
| 01:46:04 |
Psychos are the last straw! |
| 01:46:09 |
Georgette! Georg... |
| 01:46:12 |
Stop smothering them! |
| 01:46:15 |
You let them breathe, |
| 01:46:18 |
Fresh air's healthy. |
| 01:46:20 |
Shut it, failure! |
| 01:46:25 |
Failed writer, failed life... |
| 01:46:27 |
I love the word "fail". |
| 01:46:29 |
Failure is human destiny. |
| 01:46:31 |
It's gasbag time! |
| 01:46:33 |
Failure teaches us that life is but a draft, |
| 01:46:36 |
a long rehearsal for a show that will never play. |
| 01:46:42 |
I bet he stole that. |
| 01:46:44 |
I do have some original ideas, |
| 01:46:46 |
but people always steal them. |
| 01:46:52 |
Meaning? |
| 01:46:54 |
Meaning you'd better get used to it. |
| 01:46:57 |
Speak for yourself, you... |
| 01:47:00 |
What? |
| 01:47:05 |
- What's going on? |
| 01:47:08 |
Joseph got mad. |
| 01:47:10 |
"Went out?" |
| 01:47:11 |
Just like Gina. You know who's she's with? |
| 01:47:18 |
I saw their little game. |
| 01:47:21 |
The note in the coat pocket, |
| 01:47:23 |
4:08. |
| 01:47:25 |
Back he comes, and hey presto! |
| 01:47:32 |
- I'm worried for Amélie because I like you. |
| 01:47:37 |
By and large, the men I like |
| 01:47:41 |
- I'd like to know more about you. |
| 01:47:47 |
One swallow doesn't make...? |
| 01:47:50 |
A swallow? |
| 01:47:52 |
A summer. |
| 01:47:54 |
And clothes...? |
| 01:47:55 |
The man. |
| 01:47:57 |
- A good cat deserves...? |
| 01:47:58 |
- Patience...? |
| 01:48:00 |
- Rolling stone...? |
| 01:48:02 |
- It's a sin...? |
| 01:48:04 |
Absence makes...? |
| 01:48:06 |
The heart grow fonder. |
| 01:48:08 |
- Not bad. |
| 01:48:10 |
In my family, we say a man |
| 01:48:19 |
Pretty girl from the 5th floor, listen to this! |
| 01:48:22 |
- Do you believe in miracles? |
| 01:48:27 |
You're in for a surprise. |
| 01:48:29 |
What if I told you that a team of climbers |
| 01:48:32 |
on Mont Blanc had found |
| 01:48:36 |
hard proof that my husband loved me? |
| 01:49:14 |
Lucien, I need some yeast. |
| 01:49:16 |
For Miss Amélie? |
| 01:49:20 |
Collignon! Go and get the yeast. |
| 01:50:17 |
Amélie? |
| 01:50:19 |
Amélie? |
| 01:50:27 |
Amélie? |
| 01:50:50 |
[I'll be back] |
| 01:51:22 |
Go into the bedroom, Miss Poulain. |
| 01:51:41 |
So, little Amélie, |
| 01:51:45 |
your bones aren't made of glass. |
| 01:51:49 |
You can take life's knocks. |
| 01:51:52 |
If you let this chance go by, |
| 01:51:56 |
eventually your heart will become |
| 01:52:03 |
as dry and brittle as my skeleton. |
| 01:52:11 |
So... |
| 01:52:12 |
Go and get him, for pete's sake! |
| 01:55:03 |
[Without you, today's emotions |
| 01:56:05 |
International airport. |
| 01:56:07 |
September 28th 1997. It is exactly 11am. |
| 01:56:12 |
At the funfair, near the ghost train, |
| 01:56:15 |
the marshmallow twister is twisting. |
| 01:56:18 |
Meanwhile, on a bench in Villette Square, |
| 01:56:20 |
Félix Lerbier learns there are more links |
| 01:56:27 |
Meanwhile, |
| 01:56:28 |
at the Sacré Cur, |
| 01:56:32 |
The temperature is 24°C, |
| 01:56:34 |
humidity 70%, |
| 01:56:36 |
atmospheric pressure 999 millibars. |
